Miss Lesleigh is a kinky woman with strong desires and determination which were powerful drivers behind all of her efforts in all things and over there me we had developed a sexual relationship.
To start with it had been reasonably vanilla, even if it was part of a menage, 'wife number 2', all three of us, Caz, Lesleigh and I enjoying the sexual expression and the friendship. Over time we discovered more of each other's desires and kinks and accommodated each other's roles. It was this process by which she satisfied her darker passions and expressed her more violent frustrations using me as her puppet.
She loved paddles, canes and whips and forcing her puppet beyond its' limits thrilled her deeply causing her the most powerful emotional release through violent orgasm which brought, in me a fundamental satisfaction at her pleasure.
Miss Lesleigh had modified and stretched my nipples, balls and arse until they were to her liking and far more useful for her pleasures.
For example, my nipples were permanently swollen had been lengthened until each was an inch long and very responsive, stimulating them in any manner that would make my cock rise.
My balls hung low and had been slapped, crushed, beaten, whipped and caned until I appreciated any attention from Miss Lesleigh waiting for the ultimate release as she'd only let me ejaculate if my balls were tortured.
My arse had been made into a slack fuck tube she could penetrate with ease at any time with her fists, cannonballing me as a party piece at gatherings and gang bangs.
On this day Miss Lesleigh had me climb into a modified gynecological examination chair where I was restrained being in that I was mounted arse first on a 4" thick dong, gagged with a cock-gag, my balls bound until they were swollen purple and throbbing painfully below my tied off and darkening erection. Then straps were tightened so I was secured, exposed and vulnerable. I realised, 'I was going to be made cum!'
My nipples had been pumped and tied off as darkened, swollen centres of sensation and sensitivity, just begging for her nails and teeth.
Miss Lesleigh moved across to the bench and picked up the selection of sounds before turning back to me and displaying the range of sounds and grinning at me, examining my body, especially my throbbing cock.
Still starring at my excited cock she growled from the depth of her perversion, driven,
"Every one of these is going to fuck your piss hole slut and you're going to cum only when the biggest destroys your piss sphincter and leaves that!" sneering at my cock, "A worn out and ragged waste of meat."
Miss Lesleigh stepped between my thighs and took hold of my cock causing me to moan in appreciation of her warm touch. She looked deep into my eyes and as I silently pleaded with her to further touch me she dribbled spittle onto the exposed piss hole where the purple swollen head emerged from her hand.