She Begs

You watch with a small smile playing about your lips as Keyleth’s face seems to hitch one, then twice. As if she were about to sneeze, clear signs of her torment as she forestalls her own broken pleading for as long as she can.

Minutes pass and you enjoy the sight of her face reddening as quickly as her pussy, the metal on her delicate inner pussyflesh getting hotter and hotter, even as the blunted crocodile teeth dig into that ever so tender flesh. The weight of the chain on the clamps becoming before apparent as the young Druid starts to buck and twist as best she can in her current position. Finally, Keyleth opens her mouth and wails, a high pitched shriek of agony.

“Please! Please make it stop! My pussy can’t take any more, I don’t want any more pain, it hurts so much. I can feel the metal digging in and the heat just keeps building! Please please! Master! Please Master stop the pain!”

The words are followed by a cascade of tears and sobbing, Keyleth not only dealing with the physical pain but now also the emotional ruin of breaking in front of the man who tore her world apart. You bite one lip softly, leaving just a few more seconds for the agony to build before with a pulse of the Reality Marble the candle is extinguished and the clamps and chains removed. Keyleth finds herself standing once more with arms extended above her head but no other torments currently visible. The soft flesh of her body is also restored, but the pain of her tortures lingers on, you want her in good shape for who Keyleth is going to meet next after all.

Edit: So folks, who do people think should be bought in at this point to help **** Keyleth? The more depraved ideas you give me the better :)