water and fire

Bobby grabbed me by the hair and took me outside in the darkness of the night to my garden where their 4x4 was parked, they turned on his spotlights and hung me by my arms from the branches of my tree, They pulled a hose setting the jet to maximum power quickly the jet hit me, the pain and the cold of the water

making me scream again.

I felt tears running down my cheeks, and I felt my arms pull harder and harder with each stroke of the jet of icy water. I didn't know how long I could hold on, when suddenly they put the jet between my thighs unleashing the flow on my privates. The pain was unbearable, and I screamed again, but this time, my voice was covered by the sound of the water. My legs were struggling, and I felt my body stiffen under the intensity of the jet.

Bobby and Drake seemed to be enjoying my suffering, and I could feel their lustful gaze on my trembling body. I couldn't believe what was happening to me, and I felt helpless in the face of their sadism.

The jet of icy water continued to pound me, making me scream in pain and despair. My legs were struggling hard, but my arms were trapped in the branches of the tree, leaving me completely at the mercy of Bobby and Drake. I could feel my muscles contracting under the intensity of the jet, my nerves electrified by the pain. My eyes were closed, but I could feel the gaze of my torturers on me, their excitement and sadistic pleasure.

• Let's warm you up, little whore.

Bobby and Drake exchanged a knowing look, and Bobby headed towards the SUV, from where he took out two lit candles. The flames danced in the night, casting sinister shadows on the faces of my torturers. Drake kept the jet of icy water on my privates, while Bobby approached me, the candles in his hand. He held them inches from my skin, and I felt the heat of the flames radiate towards me, contrasting with the icy cold of the water.

The wax quickly flowed over me, burning my already sensitive skin and making me cry out in pain. But Bobby and Drake didn't seem to care. They continued to laugh and mock me, as I writhed and struggled under the jets of icy water and the heat of the candles.

Bobby then leaned towards me, the wax still inches from my body, and whispered in my ear:

• You like that, huh? You like feeling pain and suffering?.

To my great shame I admitted that I liked this degradation.

they turned me upside down tied my feet down they pushed the candles into my vagina and anus to hold them in place, they flowed as much inside me as outside.

The wax continued to flow inside me, burning my internal mucous membranes, while the candles, now firmly inserted, cast dancing shadows on Bobby and Drake's faces. Their eyes glowed with sadism, while I writhed and struggled, hanging upside down, my feet tied to the branches of the tree. The pain was unbearable, but I also felt a perverse excitement, a masochistic pleasure that made me gasp and moan.

they took gloves from their vehicle and picked up some brambles, they gagged me and began to whip me with the brambles.

Bobby and Drake took turns whipping me with the thorns, the sharp thorns digging into my skin and leaving red marks on my behind. I screamed into the gag, tears streaming down my face as I writhed in pain. Each slash of the thorns felt like a thousand needles were piercing my flesh, and I could feel my body going into shock from the onslaught, more wax dripping from the candles as I struggled futilely to escape the whipping

But even as I begged for mercy, I could feel a twisted sense of pleasure building inside me. It was as if my body was betraying me, revelling in the pain and humiliation.

The thorns continued to tear at my skin, leaving red, inflamed marks on my behind. Each slash made me scream into the gag, but my cries were muffled by the cloth covering my mouth. I felt my tears running down my face. Bobby and Drake took turns whipping me, their movements synchronized as if they were performing a macabre dance.

Suddenly, Bobby stopped and threw the thorns to the ground. He approached me, his eyes shining with lust, they untied me, one in front of me and the other behind, when they removed my gag, I opened my mouth to beg for mercy but Drake thrust into my vagina, dispersing the plug of wax that had formed as Bobby **** my lips with his cock

I felt a sharp pain as Drake entered me, the melted wax that had accumulated in my vagina spreading over his private parts. Bobby, meanwhile, was forcing my lips open, his hard, cold cock pushing into my mouth.

Drake began to move inside me, his sudden and violent movements making me moan in pain, I was a cum bag in their hands and yet once again my body betrayed me, I felt the pleasure rising.

As one man they came again inside me which caused another orgasm in me, I loved being their toy and bringing them their pleasure had become my only goal.

Drake pulled out of me, I felt a hot liquid flow from my vagina, the melted wax and sperm mixing into a viscous substance that flowed down my thighs. Bobby, still inside me, began to slowly withdraw, his cold, hard cock sliding out of my mouth. I felt a bitter, salty taste in my mouth, the taste of his cum and my own submission.

Bobby, still inside me, made

• swallow my special satisfied customer,

before I knew it I felt him pissing in my mouth, I felt the hot, salty liquid flow into my mouth, and I had to swallow to keep from ****. The sensation was disgusting, but I was surprised to feel a sense of submission and masochistic pleasure. Bobby pulled out of my mouth, and I saw his satisfied and triumphant face. Drake, shrugged and began to urinate on me, his hot, powerful stream of urine hitting my chest and shoulders. I felt the heat spread over my skin, and I was surprised to feel a sense of relief, as if it was washing away everything that had just happened.

Bobby and Drake laughed, their voices echoing in the air, while I remained there, motionless and silent, under Drake's stream of urine. I had never been so humiliated and yet fulfilled.

they took their things back and before leaving me on the ground completely destroyed by this night, they told me

• thank you for having used our services do not hesitate to use our services again, if you wish you can even apply for a position we are looking for sluts like you.

I remained lying on the ground, unable to move, while Bobby and Drake left in their 4x4. I felt the weight of my body on the ground, the pain that radiated from my muscles and my skin. The melted wax and Drake's urine formed a viscous substance that spread across my skin, making me feel dirty and degraded yet the only question that came to my mind was whether I would call them back to use their services or apply for a position.