BDSM Class 101 [Closed broomstix]

-Jack began to use the hot spray all over her clean her self up at least ridding the area of that smell. Jack lead her to the toilet to let her self go once she was out he had his next item of torture. Laying her down on a flat surface he gave her a bed for the evening once on it he lowered the big flat board down on her with dull nails and screws putting about 50 pounds of uncomfortable weigth on her grinning.-"sweet dreams."-Jack went up and slept for the night.-.
 
She almost reflexively answered "good night", back, then noticed how absurd it was to be that polite to someone who had just given her the worst hours of her life. Anyway, the pressure on her chest would have made it hard to get anything more than a strained whisper out anyway. She could only breathe very flatly if she avoided getting poked with each breath, but even if she kept very still, this was going to be a hellish night.
 
-The next day Jack woke up it was 8am he decided for a quick breakfast first and Coffee he walked down with a small cup of hot coffee and walked in.-"good Morning you swine."-he said as Jack walked over to her and looked at her form it was slightly awake as he uplifted the heavy board form her and pours the still hot but not scalding coffee on her by her breasts to give her a jump placing the cup down.-"Are you ready to talk yet?"
 
The hot coffee startled her awake from a very uneasy sleep she had eventually fallen into because she had been just too exhausted. Lorna jumped from the floor, then was painfully reminded of where she was by the many small points of pain all over her front. Looking down, she could see that she was covered in red spots, and the coffee had left another red mark where it had splashed against her skin.
 
-Jack smiled as helped her up he had to think what he could do to her now for now he would let her rest a bit more sort of speak he got her in to position where he cuffed one arm to a high bar and the other arm to a low bar cuffing her feet to two different poles behind her forcing her body to stay up.-"I will be running errand or two so maybe when i come back you will be ready to talk."-With that he set up a Candle as he lit it he set it upon her back to let the wax melt. Jack left to grab some food for a nice week or two.-
 
Lorna tried to move as little as possible so that the candle would not fall over. Even with the candle staying upright, this promised to be bad... the strain on her body...the drops of wax burning her tender skin...and the promise that she would have to endure this for quite some time. She just hoped he would return before the candle burned all the way down. If he ended up setting her on fire, she did not know if her pride alone would be enough to keep her from screaming out whatever "information" he wanted.
 
-Jack got back and the candle had dwindled down half way. a lot of wax on her tender skin and he smiled.-"How are you doing you disgraceful spy you."-he said and removed the candle ripping it from her back since the wax made it stick there.-"Are you ready to speak yet?"-Jack was going to make her break if he could help it with out killing her.-
 
The relief from having that terrible candle removed from her in time made Lorna confident, so her reply was quite cheeky... likely too cheeky, given what he could do to her: "Disgraceful? Am I the one who is torturing innocent people, you madman?"
 
-He smiled and lit a cigarette letting the ash burn bright first he took it and walked around her.-"I guess not."-He put the burning tabaco stick to her breast letting it burn her a bit before putting it on her other breast. He moved it to each of her nipples to.-
 
Ah, damn! Forgetting where she was just for a moment had proved very painful, and she yelped and jumped back as she felt her skin being seared.

"Sorry, sorry! But I really do not know anything. I can not tell you anything, no matter what you do! Please!

She tried her best to look harmless and pitiful, but she was not exactly a natural at it.
 
-Jack smiled.-"Bah then why let you go...Maybe this is a trick."-he said.-"Either way i am enjoying this."-he used the lit cigarette to press it in to the area above her pussy just barely above it pressing in around her lips never touching them.- "I know you can tell me."-he went around and put the cigarette out right on her bum and dropped it stepping on it making sure it was out.-
 
She jumped and screeched with every new burn, but she kept her lips pressed shut and just looked at him, tears in her eyes, expecting the worst. This was worse than she was expected, and did not feel like a game anymore, but she was too proud to give up yet.
 
-Jack walked around her he wondered what was running in her mind as he put his hands on her shoulders. The way he did it was very comforting as if telling her.'if i am going to hard let me know i do not want to make you think this is not ok or something.' but Jack smiled.-"So then are you ready yet other wise i think you can stay like this while i set up a fucking machine thing about this machine is it is not as nice as the fister."-he said.-"It can get worse with it. It will begin to burn with the rough sides."
 
Lorna gave a deep sigh. A fucking machine, whatever that was, certainly did sound nicer than those cigarette burns... although she was sure he would make it excruciating. Almost the entire time since she had foolishly entered this "game" had been, after all. Pain, and fear, and an ongoing fight between her pride and curiosity on one side and the numerous complaining body parts on the other. Pride was still winning, but only just.
 
-Jack brought the machine over and positioned the machine at the entrance of her pussy from her standing position.-"Let us see how long you last."-he said as he attached a twin piston on it had two dildos as he put some lube on them both for the entrance. Turning them on both cocks entered her with 2 second intervals for each thrust as they began to fuck both her holes.-"I am going to let that rub you raw a bit."-The rough jagged almost edge of the Dildos were rubbing her insides raw from the shape of these beasts.-
 
She screamed loudly. Her insides felt like they were being made to bleed, but over all that pain, she could not possibly feel the warm flow of blood, or even just look down and see what damage they were doing. The pain forced her eyelids shut, and her mouth open as she freely let the pain flow from her groin through her body, and out of her mouth. That was really how she could make it feel if she kept screaming, and so she kept doing so as long as she could; it brought some relief to her tortured body.
 
-I go up stairs to leave her get fucked and next i would make her very UN-comfortable indeed. He waited 3 hours. before coming down and smiled as he stopped the machine and untied her dragging her to a seat with little needles in it he made him self.-"You want to talk yet?"-I ask as i tie you to the chair and look to your eyes.-
 
My insides are on fire. My butt and back are covered in tiny points of pain. A brutal man - much more brutal than I feared - is standing over me. This is not a game anymore. But game or not, I do not want to lose this, whatever it is.

My voice is strained and hoarse from screaming as I softly but firmly refuse to talk again.
 
-I force down water in your throat to revive your voice as I force 4 liters in your mouth. I smile and look at your eyes. You see this is part of the game but If you said anything to say otherwise i would stop worry show in my eyes you did tell me to go all out to make you talk.-
 
Nausea. A new kind of pain. I glance down to see my stomach bulging, tense, ball-like. I want to throw up the floods pouring into me, but everything is forced down by water and more water. Tears fill my eyes, both from the choking and from just being overwhelmed.
 
-I look at you not sure how you are able to withstand what i been pulling out. Should he let her win he was not sure he could keep this up.-"I hope the chair is comfortable."-Jack chuckled as he soon put those custom wooden covers on her bare skin covering her in the chair but her head. The chair like her small prison for now.-"I be interested in knowing what you must do keep strong."
 
She was now completely enclosed, only her head sticking out. Strangely, compared to being totally naked, this felt good, almost like a form of cover, and it reduced her vulnerabiity, made her less exposed.

She did not lie when she answered: "I am not...strong. I just do not know what to tell you, because I know nothing,"
 
-Jack broke character he looked in to her eyes and answered truthfully.-"Do you want to stop?"-he asked looking into her eyes.-"This doesn't have to continue?"-he asked his own questions as a human being were being faltered in his head. Had he gone to far. Was he hurting the woman he loved more then she could handle. Was he taking his role to far?-
 
Lorna could instantly tell this was not the incarnation of evil who had been tormenting her for those past hours. This was Jack speaking, and he was scared. She was scared, too. Angry at her own foolishness, too. It did not take her much to say, in a small voice: "Let's stop this, ok?"
 
-Jack nods as he got her out of the contraption and felt her fall against him.-"Do you need a Doctor to look you over?"-He asked knowing what he would bring her there for. she was kidnapped and tortured by a small gang. if anything else.-"I...I am sorry."
 
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