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Pain Slut

... lifted her onto his cock, fucking her standing up. That was the first time he noticed how wet she was. Now he watched her expell her water into the tub, rinsed it out and let it fill with warm water. She winced at the first contact of water on her fresh welts, but soon lay back, luxuriating in the bath. He gave her shampoo and soap, then sat and watched her. He still could not trust her not to run when out of his sight. &#034I have a treat for you tonight, Tina. I'm not going to whip you tonight. We'll have a hot meal, some wine and early to bed,&#034 he told her. She looked at him suspiciously but muttered, &#034Thank you, Sir.&#034 He gave her a razor and watched as she shaved her cunt, legs and armpits, finally taking the razor from her and putting it away as she dried herself. He tied her, sitting up in a kitchen chair, as he cooked. He fed her by hand, washing it down with sips of red wine. When they were done, he brought out a box and set it on the floor. &#034I said I wouldn't whip you Tina, but I didn't say you were totally off the hook. And one word out of you and the gag goes back on.&#034 He brought out the largest of the butt plugs, greased it up and showed it to her. &#034Raise&#034, he said. She managed to lift her ass far enough off of the chair that he could get his hand and the plug under her ass. He wedged it between her ass cheeks, made certain the tip was just inside her asshole, and said, &#034Sit.&#034 She sat very slowly, the plug gaining entrance. This ...

... was by far the biggest thing she had ever had in her ass. &#034Oh, oh, nooo, please, Sir.&#034 &#034You may stop for a moment or slow down, but you are not to raise up until it's all the way in. Or I will whip you. Now, proceed.&#034 The largest part of the plug was at her ass ring now, and he could see her knuckles white against the chairs arms as she gained another inch. He put his hands on her shoulders, putting gentle downward pressure on her. &#034Push out against it, Tina, like you have to shit,&#034he said. He heard her grunt as she pushed, and the plug disappeared slowly at first, then in a rush as the flared head passed through her muscle ring. She was keening a high na na na na na sound, and he let her adjust to the plug for a minute, then he slowly pushed her down until she was sitting flush on the chair. He put his finger to her slit and began to stroke her, flicking her clit ring, then sliding his finger into her wet cunt. The plug in her ass was bulging inside her to where he had to exert some pressure to get his finger all the way into her cunt. He stopped before she could cum, and started over, stopping again. She was about to cry in her frustration. He grabbed the box again, pulling out a handfull of clothespin-like clamps. He started on her left tit, about an inch out from the nipple, and she squealed as he let go of the clamp. He managed to get ten of them on, a perfect, biting circle. He moved to the right tit and started clamping, another ten. She tilted ...