I slump onto the vibrating dildo, body completely exhausted from three hours of being taken to the edge of release and brought back. My clit throbs with pent up desire, as my arms have become numb from being held up for so long. I barely have the energy to lift my eyes towards the door when it opens, light causing pain to swollen orbs.
My captor approaches me, smiling evilly as he turns the machine off. I scream as he cranks the hoist up, my pussy coming off the dildo with a pop. He lowers me to the floor, ankles and wrists still bound.
'Plee...eaasssee...' I manage to croak out of a parched throat. He pushes a silver dog bowl towards me without a word being said. I look at the bowl for a moment unsure what it is.
'Bitch, you have two minutes to get a drink of water. At the end of two minutes, the bowl disappears, and you will have to wait.'
Sobbing, I lean forward and attempt to lap at the water, restrained wrists keeping me from the water. I struggle to get my tongue into the liquid, but am held just from the enticing fluid. He pushes the bowl closer, allowing me to reach it. I lap at the water quickly, afraid he would rip it from my reach.
'Thank you' I mutter after I drink my fill. I look up at him wondering what he plans for me next. He grabs my hair and pulls me to my feet, unlocks the shackles holding my ankles in place, then my hands. His hand wrapped in my hair hold me in place, any attempt to move on my own brings fire rushing through my scalp. He pushes me towards a bench across the room from where I just spent hours being sexually tortured, and forces me to climb onto the bench. I lay down, kneeling on what looks like a step, body pressed against a padded wooden square. He binds my ankles and calves to the bench, pushes me forward and draws my arms forward binding them. I am in a kneeling position, legs spread wide exposing my pussy and my ass, tits dangling through a hole in the bench I am leaning on. My forehead rests on another piece of wood, with a leather strapped running around my head. I hear him snap padlocks shut, and when I try to move, I discover I am securely bound and completely opened. I scream as he adds weights to the chains already attached to my nipples.
His large hands begin to rub my back, I sigh at the touch. My body is on fire from the constant pain being forced upon me, and the three hours of constant stimulation has caused my body to be super sensitive. He leans forward and begins to nibble on my ears, as I start to scream at him.
'GET YOUR FILTHY BLACK HANDS OFF OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP, PLEASE, NO MORE!!!!'
SMACK!!!! SMACK!!!!! SMACK!!!!! SMACK!!!!! His hands administer stinging slaps to my ass. He walks away without a sound, then returns with a vile looking black penis in his hand. He pulls on my hair causing my mouth to open wide as i start to scream. He thrusts the penis deep into my mouth, latching the straps tight around my head.
"That should help keep you quiet for a bit, bitch. I was going to be nice to you and fuck you, but since you chose to call me such ugly names, I must punish you. You will learn that you are nothing more than a piece of property to be used as I see fit. I had hoped that the harsh lessons would be over...but you have chosen to continue them. So I hope you enjoy this next lesson.'
He holds up a string that has plastic beads spaced evenly on the string, and slowly begins to coat them with a sticky substance. I know what the beads are for, and dread them being placed in my sore ass, but have no idea what he is putting on them. I hope it is simply lube, as the beads are larger than any I have experienced. He moves to behind me, and starts to push the beads deep into my ass. It doesnt take long for the substance to start to work, it feels like my ass is on fire. My hips thrust in an attempt to dislodge the burning, but it becomes more intense the deeper he pushes the beads in. He then spreads the substance all over my pussy lips, pushing his fingers deep into my cunt causing the burning to start there. Tears flow down my cheeks as I sob.
Ignoring my sobs, he walks away watching me lay on the bench squirming as much as my bonds will let me. Grabbing a single tail off the wall, he begins to crack it as he returns to my side. Showing me the whip, he speaks.
'The lessons you are learning, slave, are important ones. They are teaching you that you are no longer in control of your body.....I AM! If I want to give you pleasure, I will. If I want to give you pain, I will. When I am finished with you, you will know that your place is on your knees at the feet of a Black Man. I am going to break you, am going to teach you that your place in this world is as my slave. Nothing you say will stop this next lesson, but know you will survive. You may not think you will, but you will live.'