Puts you through your paces.

Sarah handles you like a rag doll and you're bounced back and forth as she jams her orange phallus down your throat with powerful thrusts, making you gag and struggle for breath. "Hold still bitch!" Sarah snarls, taking your head in her hands holding still as she pulls her hips back all the way until just the head of the rubber cock rests in your mouth. Sarah's next words grabs your full attention despite your aroused state. "I'm going balls deep baby!" You never would've imagined anyone capable of the sheer power of her next thrust as she jams it home, your throat bulging obscenely to accommodate the invader and even the balls pop into your mouth, cracking your jaw and perhaps even some of your teeth. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff! Take it!"

Paying no heed to your comfort Sarah slams the strap-on ever deeper, **** you as you lose control of some of your bodily functions, focused as you are on your next breath. Fortunately Sarah soon grows bored with your inaction, pulling her phallus out of your mouth without warning and it exits with a soft pop. You double over, gasping for breath as Sarah moves away, riding crop in hand and strap-on bobbing before her. As you struggle to recover some kind of balance you see Sarah unclipping the harness and stepping out of the strap-on, depositing it on the kitchen table. She then proceeds to shimmy out of her jeans and you note that her firm, luscious ass is really hot in a skimpy, black g-string. Glancing over Sarah takes note of your interest and your throbbing cock, having remained hard and willing throughout the entire event, showcasing your masochistic urges.

"You filthy bitch, enjoying even this huh?" Smirking at you, Sarah moves over to her loot at, rustling in it once more. "It seems I've really found the perfect, fucking masochist huh?" Smirk deepening, Sarah pulls out a bed of nails, soft looking fabric covered in small, sharp nails. Commonly used for acupressure you suspect Sarah has other uses in mind..

"We'll see if you enjoy this!" Snapping her fingers Sarah indicates a new position for you and you crawl over, not wanting to invite further punishment upon yourself. Naked, on all fours you kneel before her as she deposits the bed of nails on the floor in front of one of the kitchen chairs before picking up the discarded strap-on, still generously lubricated with your saliva. "Spread those ass cheeks bitch!" Her next command is followed by a crack of her riding crop against your back and you need no further encouragement, spreading your asscheeks wide open. "Good bitch, now for your bone!" In your position you're helpless to resist as Sarah slams the strap-on into your puckered asshole, splitting you open and making you hiss in pain and perverse pleasure as she shoves it balls deep in your ass. Sarah laughs as it's jammed into place and she laughs even harder as you groan audibly. "There we go, oh my, you look so cute with that snubbed tail of yours my horny dog!"

Her laughter comes to an end as she her riding crop swishes through the air, hitting your ass with a crack and you jerk in response. "That cock better stay in that hole of yours bitch or I won't be in such a good mood anymore!" This is her in a good mood!? If so you don't want her to be in a bad one. Sarah continues, paying no heed to your inner monologue. "Now hold still while I redden your ass!" As she speaks you hear the crop swishing through the air once more. Sarah cracks her whip on your ass again and again, counting them off as she goes, making you to thank her for every crack. Eventually she settles on fifty lashes, leaving your ass a stinging, red mess, covered in welts. Sarah caresses your ass with her hands, her touch pleasant against your burning skin. "Hmm. No blood? Should go harder next time bitch!"

Without pause she command you to seat yourself on the bed of nails, leaning your head to rest on the kitchen chair. You balk at the command yet Sarah's gaze leave no room for disobedience and you find yourself gingerly lowering your full weight onto the bed of spikes as they painfully dig into your ass, even lodging the strap-on even deeper inside of you, rubbing against your prostate. Despite it all you're still hard as a rock..

Sarah steps over, swinging her leg over the chair. Standing above you, she looks down at you with a grin. "I noticed you like my ass, I'll give you a real good view of it!" With that she slams her hips down, burying your face in her ass and you struggle for breath. About a half minute later Sarah lifts her ass of your face and pull in deep breaths of air greedily. "You like it huh? Filthy fuck. You wanted some nourishment huh? Eat my ass while I finish this food, it's all you'll get today.." Lowering her ass more slowly you hear her clinking with the plate and starting to eat the left over food. Your stomach rumbles and you start to gently tongue her ass, eager for something to taste and eager to please. "If you don't cum in ten seconds, I'll cut of your balls!" In a panic at that statement you have no time to react as Sarah slams her full weight onto your face once more, trapping you. Distantly you hear her cruel laughter as the combined experiences of her ass, the bed of nails, the strap-on and everything else overloads your senses and despite yourself you cum, in your first truly masochistic orgasm accompanied by the even crueler laughter of Sarah as you succumb even further. "You filthy, fucking, bitch.."