A Well Trained Slut

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A Well Trained SlutSophie had made it abundantly clear in the past that she didn’t use safe words. Her enjoyment of pain bordered on the bizarre, and it seemed that nothing I did to her would make her say “stop”. Sometimes I wondered what went into the psychological makeup of someone who enjoyed being tortured in such ways… Other times I just considered myself lucky to have found someone as twisted and distorted as myself. But on this particular Friday night, I had decided to take things up a notch or two.She arrived at my apartment and quietly said hello. I had told her on the phone that she could expect an especially tough evening, and she had been excited to find out what I had in store for her. She knew to be well behaved upon arrival. I grabbed her by her hair at the back of her head as soon as the door was closed behind her and kissed her roughly, pushing her face into mine. This was followed by a firm slap right across her face that I’m sure left her cheek burning. “Have you been a good girl today?” I asked her. “Yes,” she replied quietly. I slapped her again across the other cheek, still clutching her hair. “No you weren’t, you were the same little slut you always are, weren’t you?!”She looked down at the floor. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m a whore.”“And you’re gonna get treated like one.” I said. I threw her down on my futon bed, already set up with two ropes in each corner at the head. I held her down alternately by her throat and her tits while I pulled her shirt and bra off of her. They came off easily. Next her shoes had to go, and I continued applying pressure to her throat while I let her bend over to remove them. When they were off I pushed her face into my crotch to feel my cock already growing hard through my jeans, then threw her back down on the bed. I made quick work of her pants and panties, and she was there naked for me to use.First one wrist was tied down, then the other. Next I pulled her ankles up over her head and tied them next to her wrists. She was bound there on her back, with her legs spread and her beautiful pussy exposed in front of me. I slapped it a few times, and her wetness started leaking out fast. Sophie was the wettest girl I had ever been with, usually canlı kaçak iddaa soaking a bed to the point that it was useless for sleeping at the end of a night. I finished with a blindfold tightly placed around her eyes, and a cloth gag in her mouth to muffle the screaming that was soon to begin…I started with a nice, big box full of needles, hypodermics. I started on her left breast. Her breasts weren’t particularly large, nicely sized for her small frame. I began creating a circular pattern around her nipple, taking a pinch of skin and driving it all the way through so the needle stayed there. One after the other, until I had pierced the skin of her left breast six times around the nipple. She screamed a little each time I pierced her, and I would either slap her or grab her throat and tell her to shut up. She did as she was told. The experiment was duplicated on her right breast, and I finished with two each in each of her nipples. And there she laid… Bound up to the nines, with needles piercing her tits. She wouldn’t have dared move if she could have.She was shaking from the pain and pleasure at this point, and she knew that her pussy and tiny little backdoor were next up. I took clothespins, six of them. I snapped them in her ear a few times and asked her if she knew what was next. She moaned around the gag affirmatively. I asked her if she deserved them. Again, she said she did.She had nice full pussy lips, perfect for clothespins. One, two, three went on the left side, then one, two, three on the right. I had already set out the packing tape with the clothespins.I used the clothespins to pull her soaking wet cunt wide open, and then I used the packing tape to attach the clothespins to her inner thighs on each side. Her poor pussy was spread wide open now, held there by the taped up clothespins. I had to use more tape than I had planned, since her pussy kept squirting and getting everything wet. I finally got it to stay. Next up was the warming gel—the kind that warms up when you blow cool air on it. It’s usually meant to be used sparingly, and usually to have a person blow on it. Knowing that this wouldn’t be sufficient, I poured a third of the bottle all over Sophie’s exposed pussy canlı kaçak bahis and ass, and rubbed it in some. I slapped her clit hard when I thought there was enough there, and I took as approval her long groan and the stream of liquid that came pouring out of her spread open pussy. But now it was time for the real torture. I placed a box fan at the end of the bed and pointed it right at her pussy and ass, covered in that gel. She immediately started squirming and whimpering, and I knew it was getting hot from her clit all the way down to her back door. I grabbed her by her throat, told her she was a whore, slapped her face and walked away.I left the room and smoked a cigarette, leaving her bound there for a few minutes with the fan blowing on her. I knew she would be a mess when I went back in. Sure enough, it was the first time she broke down and started making requests. “Please fuck me, anywhere you want, give me your cock” she pleaded. Her gag was so drenched in her drool at this point, it looked like a thin strip of ribbon through the center of her mouth, and she was talking around it. I slapped her and told her no, not yet. But since I’m a giving person, I told her I would help her a little. I took a small plug-style dildo, slid it into her asshole, and left it there. Then I took another clothespin and placed it directly on her clit. I walked away again, this time with her begging me to come back and fuck her.I returned again, a shorter break this time. I figured she had endured enough. Upon entering I went straight for her pussy, in rapid succession sliding one, two, three, four fingers inside her. I pushed harder, and she let out a muffled scream while I sunk my entire hand inside her, all the way to my wrist. It always amazed me that such a small girl could have such a large pussy, but she managed to take the whole fist no problem. She squirted again while I punched her cunt, and the butt plug came flying out. I roughly shoved it back in.I climbed on top of her and undid her gag. She immediately let out a scream, her jaw undoubtedly aching from trying to talk and beg through a gag for so long. I slapped her again and told her I would help her shut up. I had been removing my bahis siteleri canlı own clothing piece by piece this whole time. I balanced myself on top of her so as not to disturb the array of needles still puncturing her tits, and without hesitation shoved my entire cock down her throat. She immediately gagged really hard, and I could practically see her eyes bug out underneath her blindfold. I pulled it back out and asked her if she deserved to breathe. She whimpered out a small “yes”, so I slapped her yet again and yelled “wrong answer!” at her while a slammed my cock again into the back of her throat. She gagged even harder, and started drooling and spitting out the sides of her mouth. I told her I didn’t care, that her mouth was just another hole for me to fuck.When I had decided she had my cock slobbered up enough, I pulled the plug out of her ass and placed it in her pussy. She yelped again when it slid in. She knew what was next. I held the plug in her pussy while I slid my cock all the way in her tight backdoor in one push. I balanced myself nicely on top of her, one arm across her throat to hold me up, the other holding the plug in her cunt so it would stay in place while I destroyed her asshole. Even though she was choking from my arm, I told her I wanted to hear her beg for my cum. She did her best, choking and gagging, telling me that she wanted my cum in her mouth. I said okay, it will be in your mouth. When I’m done.I finished by fucking her ass until I filled it with one of the biggest loads of cum I’ve ever shot in my life. I only rested for a moment though, I knew what she needed for a finish—I had prepared for it. I grabbed the shot glass off the shelf next to the futon and placed it right under her ruined asshole. I slid my left thumb and forefinger up her now-loosened hole and spread it open, while I held the shot glass against and under her. All of my spent cum ran down into the glass, without a drop missed. Once I was sure I had it all, I told her to open wide. She did, I grabbed her nose and plugged it, and then poured all that hot cum I had collected from her ass right in her mouth. Slowly I removed the needles, the tape, the clothespins… She groaned with a sick mix of pain and pleasure while the tape was being ripped from her thighs. I undid her ankles, her wrists, and finally her blindfold. Now it was just her and I, naked and laying on the bed.“I’m so lucky I found you,” she said.I thought the exact same thing.

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