European Nightmare Part VI - Sex Stories

European Nightmare Part VI

... came nearer, she knew more pain and humiliation was coming. “Get the cunt down.” The voice and tone was Greta’s, obviously standing just inches away. Hanging motionless, Holly heard footsteps go to the wall followed by a whirring as the bar she was tied to was lowered. When her latex clad feet touched the ground, she didn’t try to stand since it continued pushing her back down, making her kneel and forcing her sensitive bulging breasts into her knees. This was clearly intended for there was a slight pause before it started again, bending her further and making her whinny in pain. Her painful position seemed enough for it stopped and she felt the ropes binding her to the bar and constricting her tits being undone. A second later she groaned in agony as the blood rushed back, renewing the pain all over her beaten breasts. Her muffled groans lasted longer than anticipated for her breasts seemed surprisingly sensitive. But no longer bound, they still returned to their usual glorious shape, no longer firmly pressing into her knees but softly resting. “Bring it over here.” Suddenly pulled forward by her ponytail, Holly was dragged over the uneven stone floor, kicking her legs and screaming into her gag, her sensitive nipples rubbing painfully across the cold abrasive surface. Holding her hair like a lead, Hasan dragged her, snaking from side to side to prolong her agony, to drop her to the floor at Greta’s feet. Then, standing behind, he waited for the show. “Kneel!” Greta ...

... barked. Quickly scrambling to her knees, arse resting on her heels and back straight, the gagged and blindfolded girl waited for her next order. Greta looked at her pretty slave’s hidden face, the blindfold and gag making her more like a sex toy than a human. The ponytail popping out the top and large nose ring only reinforced this. The latex body suit hugged the rest of her body, its tight fit exquisitely emphasising her curves. What showed the figure wasn’t a giant rubber doll were the two magnificent globes jutting from her chest. By supporting herself with hands on her knees, Holly’s tits were tightly squeezed together into a dream cleavage. The same injection that made her breasts ‘leak’ also swelled her tits even bigger than before. But though larger, they were still youthfully perfect, sitting high and proud on her chest. As he stared at her protruding breasts, Hasan was twitchingly desperate to handle them. Greta reached round to undo the gag and blindfold. Blind for so long, her doe-like eyes blinked in the light and she recoiled, shutting her eyes again. But she was determined to get used to it. Seeing gave her some control, allowing her to anticipate and prepare. Finally adjusting, she looked at the two figures towering over her, dressed as she had first seen them. Knowing how merciless they were, she just knelt and waited for their next abuse. “Hello again, Tits,” Greta said, squatting down level with Holly, “it has been a long time since it could see its masters. But ...