Author's Note:
This is the second installment of the Tiara Tara series. It is strongly recommended that you begin by reading Part One.
Submissively,
Barbie
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The jagged teeth of the clamp bit deep into the sensitive skin of Tiara Tara's right nipple, the sheering pain stabbing at her besieged mind like a red-hot poker. "Silence, my sweet cock-hungry whore, save your screams for when the real punishment begins," Lord Basil roared, righting himself and all the while continuing to whip his massive Royal Scepter back and forth across the face of his gorgeous princess Tiara Tara.
Even in her agonized state Tara's left nipple remained proudly stiff with arousal. Without ceremony Lord Basil produced another wicked clamp and quickly snapped it in place upon that hard lit' nub as well. The once proud princess Tiara Tara suffered her hellish agony in silence biting her lower lip to remain so.
Except for sporadic tremors of agony that swept over Tiara Tara, she maintained her submissive pose admirably. Even in her agony slavecunt Tiara desperately ached to take her Lord's fuckbeast cock deep into her mouth and taste the sweetness of his male goo that slowly leaked from his pleasure rod. Bringing her Lord and Master pleasure was Tiara Tara's ultimate reward. To feel his animalistic fukbeast ramrod thrusting, the thunderous throbbing of his massive fucktool like a raging fire between her legs sated her restless lust like nothing else. Wisely, Tiara fought her urges to reach for him and kept her eyes lowered submissively at all times.
Lord Basil leaned back on his huge overstuffed leather throne, gently rubbing the head of his mammoth cock between his large fingers and taking pleasure in watching the squirming discomfort of his devoted whorecunt Tiara Tara. Picking up a small silver bell Lord Basil sounded its melodic chime twice before returning the bell to its place upon the table beside Him.
Gazing down upon the naked female body, which he owned, Lord Basil beamed proudly. "Mmmmm, my delicious little pleasure toy, this would be the perfect learning experience for your "sister" princesspet Katrina. Why didn't I think of it before?" Just moments later a delightfully beautiful and very young blonde girl arrived at Lord Basil's door, she knelt submissively in the doorway just as Tiara Tara had done earlier.
The young slut Katrina was just as naked as Tiara was, wearing only the open toed 6-inch "cumfukme" heels that Lord Basil demanded of all his bitches. The new arrival's golden hair cascaded over and well below her softly rounded shoulders and seemed to almost glimmer in the soft lighting. Barefooted she stood just over 6 feet tall ... but she, as the other sluts in Lord Basil's service, was never barefoot, not even in sleep.
Lord Basil turned his attention to the new bitch, Katrina, drinking in her lovely female form. Katrina's shoulders were pulled back slightly, her ample B cup titties thrust well forward. Lord Basil smiled as he watched the kneeling slut, knowing that her elbows were locked behind her back, leaving her nearly helpless. "You may enter princesspet Katrina. And place yourself between my thighs."
Without lifting her eyes Katrina crawled silently into the room on her knees. Still, Lord Basil feasted his eyes upon her beauty. Katrina's naked titties jiggled provocatively as she crawled. "Back up whorepussy Tiara! Give Katrina room to take her place," Lord Basil ordered gruffly. Tiara Tara blushed brightly at being spoken to so harshly before another but wisely obeyed nonetheless. The precious princessfuktoy Tiara Tara choked back tears as she struggled violently to keep hidden. Her pride stung as freshly as the first time she'd heard her beloved Lord Basil using her title of "princess" for his other slavegirls. None of them, of course, had true royal blood running through their veins!
Gazing at the cleanly shaven V between Katrina's long, well-toned thighs, Lord Basil noticed with delight that his young whore's pussy lips appeared to be a bit puffy. Lord Basil rubbed his cock gently as he pondered the delights that awaited his ravenous appetites that evening. "So it is," Lord Basil chuckled with amusement, " my fukktoy Katrina is hungry for her Master's Royal Specter."
The fukkpet Katrina's beautiful face flushed red with shame as her royal owner spoke. With her green eyes lowered in shame Katrina nodded her lovely head in agreement with her master's words. She dared not be caught in a lie. Besides as shameful as it may-be the cunt Katrina did hunger for her Lord's might cock.
The newest and youngest of his three prized pleasurewhores, Katrina was a natural submissive, though for the most part as yet untrained in the ways of Lord Basil. Katrina knew, however that it was always best to obey her Lord's dictates without question. Princess or not, Katrina was eager to learn, determined to surpass that stuck-up bitch Tiara Tara and take her place, if she could, as Lord Basil's most desired fuckpussy.
"Cumm near Katrinacunt," Lord Basil demanded, "and pleasure me with that talented tongue you have which I now own. Gently my dear, as I wish not to orgasm too quickly." Chuckling as the slut quickly knelt between his open thighs and leaned forward, taking the head of his massive cock between her sensual lips, Lord Basil's voice dropped to an amused whisper. "Quite frankly cunt, if you knew what I know, you would not wish that either."
Tiara Tara's face flushed with jealousy as the beautiful loveslave Katrina wrapped her lips about Lord Basil's ever hardening cock. Tiara knew that as nothing more than a fukktoy she had no right to feel as she did. The relentless tremors of excruciating agony wracking Tiara's naked titties as the nipple clamps trapped her nipples in their extremely cruel and powerful grip also reminded her that she was nothing more than owned property. Merely fuckmeat for the amusement of her Lord Basil and his most favored friends. Tiara groaned, nearly swooning from pain and the wet quivering need of her empty pussy as she watched the young slut pleasuring Lord Basil before her.
His piercing eyes seemed to pierce her body and soul as he looked up from the slut worshiping his cock and held Tiara Tara's gaze. Tara's body visibly spasmed as she felt his probing eyes engulf her, assess her every emotion. Lord Basil smiled cruelly, and then leaned down over Katrina, his eyes never left Tiara's as he began fondling the younger slut's breasts until she was moaning and writhing like a bitch in heat, her head still bowed over his erection. Tiara knew what he was doing and wanted to hate him but could not... she ached for him all the more. He owned her body, mind, and soul. Silently she suffered and at the same time yielded to his will, without question giving him the pleasure of her torment.
Lord Basil took great pleasure in the obvious jealousy raging in his princessslut Tiara, particularly when his massive fingers began toying with Katrina's tits. "Mmmmmm yes, you are doing well my sweet slut, my princesscocksucker Katrina." Lord Basil sighed with delight as he enjoyed the magical attentions of Katrina's tongue slowly swirling up and down his thick pleasure-tool. Smirking once more at his jealous slut Tiara, Lord Basil mused, "Do not fret my royal princesscunt, you also shall taste my royal goo this very evening. That you have my word on as your Owner." Lord Basil roared with laughter and anticipation.
