My Tortured Slave (Part 1) - Sex Stories

My Tortured Slave (Part 1)

... holding the stick to her as her body contorted around it. I watched her face change into a painful ugliness, her eyes were big like saucers her jaw muscles flexed and she bared her teeth as if she was caught in a silent scream, spit pouring from her gag. Her legs dance around hopelessly barely able to keep her from choking. With All her muscles permanently flexed, her eyes glazed over and rolled back in her head. “Oh no you don’t” I was prepared for this, out of my pocket I pulled an epipen and stabbed her neck with it, after a few seconds her eyes refocused pupils dilating. I stood there holding the stick to her on the max setting until the charge depleted itself, and then I released the button. She was still twitching and trembling as I loosened the chain that held her up, she imminently collapsed on the ground her body still convulsing and twitching as she curled up into a ball. Her eyes were glassy again as she stared at nothingness. I couldn’t see any damage to her pussy when I went down to examine it, I sight in relief. Perhaps I went too hard on her. She did not resist as I placed the butterfly shaped vibrator securely to her clit. She continued to look forward in too much shock to know what I was doing to her. I gently placed a finger in her pussy, it being too tight to accompany more; she squirmed a little at this but made no attempts to stop me. I found no heimen but wasn’t surprised; athletic women usually break it through running or jumping. I felt towards the ...

... roof and found a small spongy part, I slipped in an egg shaped vibrator and pushed it tight up against this the two vibrators connected by a single wire. Then to top it all off, around her waist I placed a hard plastic chastity belt, perverting her from removing either of the vibrators and locked it in place. I tucked the remote for the vibrators and the key to the chastity in my pocket and let her rest, and clean myself up. She slept a long while, after five hours I got impatient and woke her up. I pulled off her gag and brought a bottle of water to her face, she gulped it down thirstily. I gave her another bottle which she happily consumed. “Good drink up you will need a lot of fluids, you feeling better?” she nodded not trusting the answer she would give might lead to some more shocking. “I think it’s time for your fist orgasm” “Please no sir” she said in a quiet voice, I searched it for tone and found none, she’s learning well. I untied her hands and she sat up and brought them to her mouth massaging her jaw. I picked up my chair and sat on it looking at her. “Ready?” “I’m sorry for trying to escape, it won’t happen again, and I will not use tone with you anymore I…” I turned the vibrators to the first setting; her voice got caught in her throat. Her hands imminently went to the chastity device on her pussy searching for a way to open it. Her face slowly turned a light red and she started panting softly. Her hands mindlessly picked at the device that trapped her as she tried ...