She can't keep it in place.

Thud. The wet dildo slammed into the floor between Lisa's spread legs.

The man smiled as he removed his fingers from her ass and moved over to the cabinet again. He rummaged through before finding what he was looking for.

Lisa squirmed knowing she had passed his test. She was a wanton painslut desiring nothing but to be hurt and abused. She watched as he returned with a large sharpie pen. She watched as he uncapped the pen and began tracing letters across her chest.

Lisa looked away fearing what he may be writing. She finally worked up the courage to look after he'd finished writing on one breast and moved to the other. The word "Pain" now displayed proudly on Lisa's right tit. She looked at the left to see "Slut" as he crossed the letter t on her breast.

He moved behind Lisa and again spread her asscheeks. He unzipped his pants and fished out his thick member. "I only assfuck painsluts. So you better get used to this Fuckmeat." She felt the tip of his cock press to her ass.

He pushed inside as Lisa gasp for air. He was thicker than anyone she had ever had back there. She grunted in pain as she felt her hole spread wide to accept the thick cock. Finally she felt his balls press to her asscheeks as she couldn't believe how much cock was filling her ass.

He began thrusting in and out driving into her deeply with each thrust. His hands gripped her hips using them to keep her firmly impaled on his length. She moaned in pleasure as he painfully used her ass. She could feel her pussy soaked in arousal from the ****. Lisa pulled at the ropes binding her but she was secured so tightly they moved none.

His hand slid up her back parting her brown hair as it found the back of her collar. Gripping it tightly he pulled her back to him forcefully like he owned her. Lisa's body shook with an orgasm as she felt chocked slightly from the pulling of her collar. Her body shook and her legs went weak.

He never stopped fucking Lisa's ass as she moaned in her bondage and use. His other hand slipped around her chest to grip and squeeze her bouncing tits. His fingers brutally pulled at the nipple ring on her left breast. Lisa's body exploded in another orgasm as his continual onslaught of pleasure and pain was too much for her to take.

Lisa's legs went limp as she hung by only her arms in the bondage. He never let up on her **** as she kept moaning like a whore. He quickened his pace as he neared his own limit. He pulled Lisa's collar back where her face was close to his. "I own you slut!"
She felt his cum fill her bowels as he exploded deep inside her.

He kept pounding his still hard member in her ass smashing his own cum deeper. He finally pulled out as Lisa gasp and hung limply in her bondage. He moved around to face her as he lifted something to her nipples.

She squirmed as she felt the nipple clamps placed on one then the other breast. A thin chain between the clamps sagged and rested against the soft skin of her belly. She felt him unbind her wrists and then ankles. She stood weakly on her bare feet as he attached a leash to her collar and pulled her outside the private room.

He walked her back into the main room of the club. She could feel everyone's eyes on her as she followed him. Cum leaked from her gaping ass with each step. The nipple clamps bounced up and down slightly with her breasts. She knew the words written across her chest were a sign of her new status in the club. The humiliation of having to display them only made her more aroused.

Finally he stopped at a booth and took his seat. "Kneel ****." He ordered as Lisa took her place at his feet. "Now, sit back and enjoy some of the show." He said as they looked on stage at the latest event.