more pain, pleasure, or something different?
the machine
Some time later, while the musical chanting was still playing, the crotch strap of the "iron maden" was removed. It was replaced with two large faux cocks which started plunging in and out of her two lower holes, the one in her mouth also started moving in and out. Each time she would cumm all 3 of her holes would be filled with an unknown liquid. This continued untill she passed out from so many intense orgasms, but as soon as she regained any degree of consiousness it started over again, with the chanting music as the only background. Time had ceased to exist for Rebecca, all that existed for her were the three faux cocks, and the chanting music. The longer this went on the more she felt that she was made for one thing, to provide sexual pleasure for her owner. The longer the music played the greater the desire to meet, to serve, and to obey her owner became!
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