Things get worse for Mallory.

'He's just messing with me...right?!?'

He grabs something from the table, hidden from her view.

"I know that you never liked ball gags. Well, this is technically just a ball."

He holds out a small baseball in front of her.

'That's going in my mouth?!?'
"It won't go in dry. I'm not a monster."

He rubs the ball against her pussy, the coarse surface not exactly feeling great.

"Now you have two choices here. One- you open your mouth and let this in.
Two- I make you."

Submissively, Mallory opens her mouth and lets him fill it with the wet, coarse ball.
This forces her mouth open wider than she likes and is unpleasant.

"That's one hole dealt with. Let's move on to the next one."
'Oh shit.'

He gets a pair of medical clamps with twine tied to the end.
He puts one on her left pussy lip, which hurts like hell.

The point of the twine is made clear as he pulls the clamp taut and ties the twine around her nearby leg.

It is tied tight- it won't come loose.

She is stuck there as the other lip gets the same treatment.
He steps back to observe his work, while Mallory keeps trying to plead for mercy- now with just her eyes.

"Looking good.
Now I'm not all bad here.
Would you like some pleasure now?
Blink twice for yes."
'I know that there's going to be a catch, but...what else can I do?'