So they joined the Hair Club. They looked through the catalogue and rented some gear too: ropes, weights and electrical equipment. They used it all. Susan stood behind him with a riding crop and he held his cock and the controls.
“Move, bitch!” he shouted. “Shake those tits around!”
The girl tried, but it was difficult. Susan pulled her arm back and caught the girl a stinging blow across the back…
The girl arched her back and pulled her breasts up. It was painful because of the weights on them. The breasts moved around a little, but William was disappointed. He liked a big bounce followed by a slow settling back into place. He wanted her to bounce like the girl cyclists with low-cut tops who wobble when they go over bumps in the road.
Susan shouted to him:
“The bitch ain’t moving them tits at all! You gotta do something about that!”
William nodded and selected the switch connected to the girl’s nipples…
That was better!
“Give me the crop,” he said. “I wanna mark those tits!” She handed it to him and he stood to one side…
The guard sat on the bed. It was the first part of the obedience test. “The Major will be here soon,” she said. “While you’re waiting you can finger yourself. Put your hand in your pants and play with your clitoris.”
The guard watched as Ángela slid her hand into her panties and used the hard ball of her hand, just below the thumb, to move her cunt lips around and press on her clitoris.
The Major came in and watched. She sent the guard away and lowered her zipper.
“Put your fingers in my cunt!”
“Tell me you like women!”
“No! I’m not a lesbian!”
The Major smiled and let Ángela masturbate her to a soft, slow orgasm…
“GASP! OOOOOOH! Drink my cunt juice!” she ordered. A look of disgust came over Ángela’s face, but she pulled down the Major’s pants and licked her.
The Major picked up a bamboo cane.
“Turn round, bitch! Uncover your buttocks! Put your hands behind your back!”
“NOOOOO!!! Don’t cane me, please! I did what you said!”
“Next time I ask you if you like women, you say YES!”
THWAAAACK! THWAAACK! THWAAAAACK!
“DON’T HIT ME, PLEEEEASE!
Magdalena had been a very naughty girl. She refused to spread her legs for the prison wardens and serve or service them with all of her lovely holes, so she was doomed to spend a night with “The Ass Blaster!” Covered in rough brambles and the fiercest, meanest spikes, Magdalena screamed blue and bloody murder when it was inserted roughly into her tight, virgin anus! The poor girl shrieked and screamed, her ass twitching violently as she sobbed and begged for mercy! But there would be no mercy for poor Magdalena!
“Please take it out of me! You’re killing me!! Please please please! I can’t stand it! Please take it out!” she begged!
The prison wardens and guards did not care for poor, pretty Magdalena’s pleading. In fact, they were turned on by it! “We’re going to hook up these electrodes to the Ass Blaster, you stupid, fucking bitch! They’re going to shock you and make it vibrate inside you, ripping you apart! I hope you had a good shit this morning, you stupid slut, because it’s going to burn and hurt for weeks!”
Cutie Chelsea screamed her lungs out when the ridged teeth of the clamps bit down hard on her nipples, waking her from her chloroform dreamland, but the cloth gag covering her mouth, and her soiled, dirty panties shoved inside her scream hole, rendered her shrieks into mere mewls of despair. The poor, confused little bimbo looked around, wide eyed, at the cold, stone prison walls surrounding her, and she could feel the chill waft stroke her naked, shivering body.
“Wakey wakey princess!” the guards said, laughing as they welcomed confused Chelsea to her new home. “Your family didn’t like you burning through the family fortune, so they decided to send you on a PERMANENT vacation! You’re no rich bitch anymore! Now you’re just a whore to be used for our fun and pleasure! But first, you have to be trained… and taught what happens to naughty, little tarts who don’t obey their betters!”
Chelsea watched with tear filled eyes as the guards brought out a set of heavy weights. “These will pull those nice, juicy tits away from your body… it’s very simple…” The guard placed the weight on Chelsea’s tit, and she screamed a muffled scream into her gag as the pain in her tit increased a thousandfold! “We just keep adding weights and see how far we can stretch those knockers! Maybe we’ll rip them off if we add enough! Wouldn’t that be fun?” The guards laughed at Chelsea’s distress as she shook her head wildly, tears and sweat flecking away from her pretty, made up face.
The Avenger then brandished a weapon and at the click of a button a four inch blade popped out. “Now Simone, you are going to eat my pussy, and do an even better job than your ‘former’ slave, or this stiletto and your nipples are going to become intimately acquainted.
“Hugo, bring her over here and see that her face finds my cunt!”
Hugo had Simone on her knees, face in The Avenger’s cunt in moments. And in moments The Avenger was seductively cooing through her first orgasm. “VERY lovely Simone … again!”
And again Simone devoured The Avengers pussy licking and sucking at the woman’s clit until a second, a third and even a fourth orgasm had completed. The Avenger sighed heavily and leaned back in her seat. “Enough fun for now, back to the business at hand.”
The Avenger shoved Simone aside and stood, handing the stiletto to Hugo. “To be a proper slave, Simone, you must have an owner. And so we will need to have an auction.”
She prowled about the room with a smile, “For sale, I offer this horny, big-titted bitch as personal sex-slave and fuck-toy!!” She then pointed at the naked executive standing as he was instructed, “What is your bid?”
The man seemed stunned and shook his head, “How … how much are you selling her for?”
The Avenger laughed, “How much is in your pants pocket?”
Jack had a short fuse. Almost anything threw him into a rage. One day a Mexican woman contacted him on the web site. She wanted to be tied up by a man while a woman watched, she said. No women had replied to her ad so Jack posted the details again and got a reply from a blonde with big breasts who said she just wanted to watch and masturbate.
He tied the Mexican woman up, sat her on a wooden stake and pierced her clitoris with a pointed stick.
The woman screamed. The blonde stood to one side and fondled her own breasts and played with her own cunt lips.
It could all have gone well, but there was a problem: Jack was crazy, a case for the funny farm.
He stood in front of the Mexican and began masturbating. He turned to the blonde and said:
“I wanna shoot some spunk over this bitch’s udders!”
“D’you need a hand?” the blonde asked.
“Sure! Help yourself!”
The Major put lube on a green dildo made of rubber. She stroked Ángela’s buttocks and then stroked her anus before pushing the dildo in…
Ángela twisted and turned and the Major smiled. Her eyes were fixed on Ángela’s breasts, which were swinging heavily from side to side.
She Major licked her lips and picked up her riding crop.
“You’ve made a lot of people horny with those nice tits of yours haven’t you? Men and women! The soldiers said you were on your bike when they arrested you. They said you had a low-cut top, no bra and they could see your tits! Is that true?”
“That was naughty, wasn’t it? You’re going to be punished now, on the right place for it, your tits!”
SWIIIISH! SWIIIISH! SWIIIIISH!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The Major flogged her breasts until they were red and bruised. Then she pushed Ángela onto her side so that she flog her breasts and vulva at the same time. She did it in a slow, ritualistic way, enjoying the sound of her crop on soft female flesh…
SWIIIISH! SWIIISH! SWIIIISH!
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
When his wife died he realized he wasn’t getting any younger and he realized that he hadn’t fucked as many women as he would have liked. He decided to retire and make up for lost time. He couldn’t see much hope of action in his small suburban town, so he moved to the Caribbean, where he established a relationship with a local woman. He liked the color of her skin and he liked the way she shouted when he fucked her.
Time passed and they developed a common interest in bondage and acts of domination and submission. Doctor Ridley wanted to try a trio too.
“I don’t want prostitutes,” he explained, “but if you can bring me women, your friends maybe, I’ll pay them.”
Times were hard on the island and it wasn’t difficult for the woman to persuade her friends to participate. This was his first time with one of them.
Ridley was very happy with her. He put a plastic dildo in her ass and another one in her cunt. She had good buttocks for flogging. They were firm and noisy when you slapped them…
Suddenly he let go of his cock and grabbed a handful of her cunt lips. Her face screwed up as he pressed her lips between his thumb and his fingers, rolling them around, trapping her clitoris and masturbating her through her own lips…
“OH! GASP! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!”
Instead, they commenced the less rigorous activities of being away from the fight- drinking, gambling and abusing their attractive warslave. The captive scientist had spent segments of several hours each day in a different hut, servicing cock after cock either with her mouth, her pussy or her ass … sometimes with all three. And after each session she was paraded, dripping with cum, to the middle of the camp and forced to bath in a trough of hot soapy in plain view of any of the soldiers who wanted additional entertainment with their booze or meal.
Afterwards, she would be dragged back to the billet area and taken to the next hut for more fucking and forced pleasure. Late in the evening she would be bathed again, locked in a pen and allowed a few hours sleep before her sexual service would start all over again.
After several long, agonizing days of this treatment, she was bathed and moved the center of the camp. The unit commander was already announcing her as the centerpiece of a unit-building exercise where all the men – 33 in all – would participate.
She was bound tightly and strapped to a cloth-covered wooden table, laying on her back, with her long legs spread wide. The unit medic stepped between her legs and used a needle to pierce her clit with a thin metal ring. The warslave screeched in pain as the needle burrowed into and through her sensitive nub. Wires were then attached to each end of the needle while wired clamps were attached to her succulent nipples. She yelped as electric current began to flow flow into her sex.
“Gentlemen!” the commander shouted. “Pick your raffle numbers now … whoever predicts how many times this bitch cums, receives a 2-day pass to fuck her anyway, anyhow you want!! 20 minutes of shocking sexy electricity, starting now!!”