The squeals made him thrust harder and faster and she could feel his dick grow a little more. It was barely any comfort that at around 5 inches, his cock wasn't particularly big, at least not compared to some of the men she'd been accommodating recently. He still seemed to know exactly how to use it. After a while, he was sliding in and out with ease, allowing himself to pull all the way out a few times to watch her reddened asshole gape open and then slowly shrink half-closed before he plunged back inside.
Eventually, he pulled out and relaxed and she thought he might have exhausted himself. He shuffled around in front of her and she strained her neck to look up at him. The scared eyes tracked the man's movements as he tore open a condom packet, letting her watch as he discarded the wrapper on the floor and rolled the latex sheath over his erect prick. She breathed slightly easier. At least he didn't want to cum inside her. Another miniscule mercy.
But then the man grinned his sinister smile, his yellow teeth glinting under the light of a hanging bulb. He reached for another item from the tray in front of her and picked up a small red bottle. Twisting the green cap off and sprinkling a few drops of crimson liquid onto the tip of his shaft. She could just make out the label on the bottle as he placed it back on the tray...
NO! NO, NOT THAT!
She tried to thrash but the binds made it impossible. His cock pressed against her weakened asshole again and plowed forward. At first, it felt no different. Then, seconds later, the slow burn of the hot sauce rose from her sphincter and right through her anal tract as his shaft hammered in and out. As he continued to butt-fuck her, she allowed herself to cry out again, only this time her farm animal squeals were even louder. Almost real.
"EEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
The stinging sensation was unbearable. Her body quivered and spasmed as the pain took hold as if her insides were on fire. Still he fucked her, relentless and uncaring. Her eyes rolled back and her buttocks tensed. The feeling of her rear muscles squeezing around his dick quickly took him to the edge. He growled with pleasure as her anal walls milked him, making him shoot jets of cum into the tip of the sheath.
He leaned over her, resting and breathing heavily against her neck. Feeling her body still jerking, he withdrew and, taking just a moment to compose himself and buckle his pants, went to fetch the steel medical stand. The sound of its wheels squeaked as they rolled across the floor.
"What's the matter, slut? Can't stand the heat?...Well that's ok. I have just the solution."
He lowered the long plastic tube down and inserted the cold nozzle into her back passage, making sure it was in firmly. Then he twisted several levers along the length of the hose, allowing the liquid inside the upturned bottle to flow through.
Stephanie instantly felt the milk rush into her, flooding through her bowels. It immediately began to soothe her as it diluted the devilish pepper sauce. For a few wonderful seconds, the pain subsided and her body relaxed in relief. However the moment was short-lived and soon she began to feel the liquid growing heavy inside her and a dull ache begin to take its place.
Sensing her discomfort, the man checked the quantity left in the bag and finally twisted the lever shut.
"Don't you dare let a single drop out."
She wouldn't. God knows what the punishment for that would be. Carefully, he removed the nozzle. Her ass obediently tightened as best it could, preventing any of the milk from leaking out. Satisfied, he stripped a length of duct tape off a fresh roll and pressed it over her orifice.
His hands were soon on her again, this time removing the leash from the ring in the floor and unthreading the sleeve that had kept her arms bound behind her. Slowly, he pulled her back to a standing position. The movement made her ache, her body not used to being kept in such awkward positions. As she straightened up, the milk sloshed in her belly, which was now slightly bloated.
Her shoulders, back and arms also ached and creaked as the sleeve came away. He pushed her arms forward to help her readjust, then raised them above her head. The moment of relief passed as she felt straps hanging from the ceiling being tightened around her wrists, stretching her up. Her feet were still held to the floor and she was soon returned to a state of helplessness.
Stephanie needed no introduction to the next item on his list. The sting of the cat o' nine tails was a familiar one and always reminded her of first day in the possession of Prunella Snyde. He swung the whip hard against her body, targeting her tits.
"NNNGGGG!!!!"
The leather knots bit into her skin as his swung them against her. Her nipples had become hard and he took great pleasure in making contact with them, forcing her to let out a muffled shriek each time. Again and again he whipped her naked breasts, making them bounce from side to side, until they were soon crisscrossed with multiple pink lines.
The lashings then moved to the exposed flesh of her lower body. Almost worse than the shock of the tails was the waiting. She tensed her whole body each time he drew his arm back and he would wait a few seconds before swinging, sending waves of pain and pleasure through her. He lashed the skin between her open thighs and worked his way up to her bald cunt, which was now extremely sensitive. He circled around her, returning to her breasts for a while and then focused his energy on her quivering buttocks. Again and again came the whistle of the whip until they too bore the marks of his sadistic game.
When he decided her screams were beginning to diminish and her acceptance of the whip was starting to reveal itself, the man threw it to the floor and instead took two sling harnesses from the wall, hanging both in front of her from more clamps built into the ceiling and unclasping her ankles. He was not a big man but he was unexpectedly strong and had no trouble in lifting her up, pushing both legs through each of the loops. Her stomach strained with the movement but when she was eventually hoisted horizontally, gravity helped her keep control of the liquid inside.
Tightening the slings to the height he wanted, she was left swinging from the beams, her knees drawn up and wide apart as far as they would go. With a sudden harsh tug of the tape affixed to her asshole, he pulled it away, causing her to jolt. Somehow she recovered her senses quickly enough to clamp down and prevent herself from releasing the milk. Her private holes were as exposed as they could possibly be and her body was curved so far inwards she could smell her own juices flowing just inches away from her nostrils. The eyes swiveled about again, wondering what was next...
The man reached into his pocket and retrieved something that looked like a bullet, an egg-shaped metal device. Placing it directly onto her pink clitoris, he took another length of duct tape and pressed this over the device, firmly securing the cold metal gadget. He caressed her again and grinned wickedly before taking what looked like a remote control. A single flick of his thumb made the toy whir to life, humming gently and instantly releasing endorphins through her veins.
She murmured from behind the gag. The buzz of the metal arousing her more with every minute. It was shaming to her to feel so turned on while being abused by this stranger but her body always betrayed her mind and would never allow logic to overpower the waves of pleasure cascading through her nerves.
He pressed the remote a second time and the hum grew louder. She writhed suddenly, feeling it vibrate faster, making her clit expand as much as it could beneath the tape. Her pussy swelled, beads of fluid forming on her lips.
"Don't you dare cum," he warned her abruptly.
The blue eyes opened and flickered around, panicking. How long could she keep herself calm enough? She was about to find out. His thumb twitched again and the buzz grew louder still.
Murmurs turned to moans as Stephanie did her best to keep her body under control. The tiny device of pleasure had now become one of torment. Rhythmic bursts of gratification surged through her nerve endings and as each moment passed, she felt less and less able to hold out. Her eyes tightened to try to focus. But he pressed the button again and the gadget pulsated harder.
She squealed as the movement went up another notch and he repeated his warning. Eyebrows crinkled under her mask. The waves of bliss were relentless and wanted her to submit to them. Every muscle in her body tensed. After a few minutes, his thumb moved again.
Now she was whining loudly and shaking desperately in her bonds. Juice trickled from her pussy like a leaky faucet. She couldn't last much longer.
"NNNNGGHH! NGGGHHHH!!!!" her stifled voice pleaded, begging him to stop. But once more, he pushed the button.
Top speed. The device sounded like it was about to take off. Her legs bucked and she swang wildly. But her resistance was useless. It was all too much.
She let out a long moan and with a sudden spasm, her pussy burst open like a broken dam. It sprayed hard onto the floor as she was overcome by the intense orgasm. The powerful release pushed her over the edge and her asshole gave out too, ejecting an arc of dirty milk at the same time, showering the rubber floor. The seconds of extreme relief were like paradise, only to be slowly replaced with a sense of doom as she realized she had shamefully lost all control. She whimpered in defeat as she watched herself continue to let go, ejaculating pathetically out of both holes.
