When Sunna awakened again she found herself still in the same position as before. She wearily sat herself up and noticed her stiffened neck was stuck in a rather painful position. Her body was aching all over from the torment she received the other day. Slowly she reached for the bowl that was left behind for her and started eating. She didn't realise how starved she was until she took that first bite in her mouth. Gently she tried to swallow the first bites, however every swallow hurt her throat badly so she put the bowl back down again.
She felt pleased she was able to serve her new Master well, but worried about what perils lay ahead for her. It seemed like Andarun wasn't fully satisfied just yet. And if each time he desired to go a step further, what would be her breaking point? She couldn't even remember him finishing last time. She took a couple of deep breaths and made another attempt to eat something.
The cage she found herself in was relatively small, so she was only able to lie down or sit up if she didn't straighten her back completely. Her hair was still in a messed up, cum-stained braid which was coiled up around one of the upper bars of her enclosure. If she laid down her hair tightened straight which in result hurt her scalp, so she remained in a sitting position. She felt cold. Her skin was covered in goosebumps and shivered. She wrapped her arms around herself to gather some warmth and like that she awaited her Master's return patiently.
Some hours passed before Andarun finally returned. He walked through the door carrying a small bag. Sunna felt a sliver of excitement surging through her body.
Finally she was reunited with her Maste once again.
''Have you taken a liking to your new bedroom?'' He asked grinning.
''It is perfect, my Master. Thank you.''
''I went out to get you some gifts. You served me well yesterday, Sunna. I am very pleased. You show me that you are willing to go as far as possible in order to give me my ultimate satisfaction.'' A smile broke out across her face.
Andarun opened the cage and unwrapped her hair. He reached out to grab her hand and she crawled out of her barred bedroom.
''You smell like shit. Go freshen yourself up and return to me when you're ready. You know the drill.'' Sunna obeyed immediately.
''Oh and Sunna?.. Stretch out that pretty, little throat of yours. I will fill it with something much bigger tonight. Much bigger.'' He said whilst bursting out in laughter.
Sunna closed the bathroom door behind her and she let the water run to fill the tub. What could he possibly mean by something much bigger? His penis was already monstrous. She had to stretch her mouth open as wide as she possibly could and the length filled her entire esophagus. There was simply no way. She tried not to think about it.
After taking her bath Andarun commanded her to put her hair in a tight ponytail. She obeyed and did what he asked her. She walked back in the room. Her hips swayed from side to side and her breasts bounced slightly. Her long ponytail waved behind her body like a thick, golden rope sweeping the floor. She left two strands of hair loose on either side of her face. It made her feel pretty.
''Come here, Sunna.'' Andarun grabbed something out of the small bag. It was some kind of collar. He carefully wrapped it around her neck and made sure it fitted tightly. A long cord was attached to the collar.
''This collar has been specially crafted by Onthir Mages from the City. I requested them to enchant it in a particular way. You will find it quite useful. It will allow your throat to stretch in... unnatural ways. It won't necessarily dull the senses.. but it will make sure that whatever wants to go through.. goes through.''
Sunna looked upon her Master in complete shock. Her bright eyes widened.
''I.. uh.. thank you.. Master.''
''That is not all, my pretty, little slave. You see, these Mages are quite the deviants. They seem to use their power for the more pleasurable things in life. I can't really blame them. They've managed to create a certain potion. A potion that is able to.. enhance a man.'' Sunna just stared at him in confusion.
Andarun stroked her face in a gentle manner. ''Don't worry, my pet. You'll see soon enough. First let's get you back into your restraints.''
''Yes, Master.'' She answered softly.
Andarun grabbed the rope of the collar and guided Sunna through the house towards a different hallway she had never seen before. Meanwhile she kept thinking about everything that had just been told to her.
What on earth was about to happen to me? My throat will stretch? I guess that explains how he's going to fit something bigger inside.. But what was that potion stuff? It will enhance him? In what way?
Sunna felt frightened, yet mixed with excitement for she knew she was about to enter a place again she secretly had come to love. The amount of pain she had to endure to pleasure her Master seemed in turn to fill herself with pleasure. Yet she felt nervous. To say it wasn't easy to please her Master would be an understatement and she had to dig extremely deep within herself to find the strength to serve him. But serve him she would. She must.
Andarun led her towards a stone, spiral staircase that kept going down for a good while. It grew colder as they descended further. Every other few steps a dimly lit torch was attached the wall. The staircase ultimately led to a heavy, wooden door that was reinforced with iron hinges. Andarun took out a big key, opened the door and took Sunna inside.
It was pitch black dark inside. Andarun lit a torch revealing the room. It was a small, square room with stone walls. The walls were somewhat moist and some waterdrops fell from the ceiling. Rusty, iron chains hung from the ceiling and the rest of the room was completely empty except for a small table against one of the walls with some ropes on it.
Andarun walked towards Sunna, grabbed her face and kissed her on the lips in a tender way. ''Good luck, Sunna. Don't disappoint me.''
''I won't, my Master.''
And with those final words he started to bind Sunna. He bend her legs pushing her thighs against her stomach. Her knees pointed towards her breasts and her feet touched her ass. Her arms were tightly secured behind her back with each hand grabbing the other upper arm. Then he connected a rope between them and pulled it tight.
He connected the ropes to the chains on the ceiling, pulled her up into the air with her back to floor and her head dangling upside down. He used another rope and wrapped it around her back and between her tits a couple times pulling them tight. Her breasts both got squeezed tight and Sunna let out a faint cry in pain.
The rope of the collar got wrapped around a ring on the floor which he pulled tight so that her head got pulled backwards. Andarun checked a couple of times if the height of her position was in such a manner that her mouth and his cock would be perfectly aligned. Her head was bent in such a way that her mouth and throat were perfectly horizontal which made it optimal for Andarun to enter inside her. Her ponytail fell down to the floor, ready to be used as a handlebar. To end things off he gagged and blindfolded her.
''You look fucking perfect.'' He said whilst admiring his creation. ''My perfect, little slut. Now reduced to merely some holes for me to use whenever I want.''
''Oh, I forgot. I still have to go out and collect my potion. You be a good girl and don't go anywhere. I'll be back. In a few hours.''
