demon summoning gone wrong

Tessa cried out, gasped, and moaned as he tortured her ass. It felt like hell, but damn, it felt like heaven too. She counted the number of hits again.
 
Anthony said, "I see you have a tramp stamp, slut. If I had known you were like this sooner, I would have had you from day one. Now what do you want from me as a reward for being such a good little painslut?"
 
Tessa couldn't help but feel pride at his words. Panting from the use of the crop, she said, "Will you please play with my breasts, Sir?" Breast play, be it hard or soft, was an absolute turn on for her, and being rather well endowed, men usually went straight for them first.
 
"Play how? Rough or soft?" he asked, testing her. "I have several toys that can give you a unique experience."
 
Anthony stood her up and tied her arms behind her back. Then, he pulled a set of clover clamps out of the bag. He clipped them on and stuck the chain in her mouth. "Keep tension on that, and I'll be back," he said, heading off to get another toy.
 
Tessa nodded. GOD the clamps hurt! She supposed that they would be pleasurable enough sometime soon, but she was also pulling on her own nipples. Being bound was also adding an element of arousal, she loved being tied up. She prayed that Christophe wouldn't return, as she couldn't really answer without loosing tension on her nipples.
 
Anthony returned with a leather flogger. :Look at you, all exposed. I suppose that's an invitation to have my way with you. Nod or shake your head no, slut."
 
Tessa saw the flogger, and her eyes went wide. But she nodded her head, wincing at the way the clamps dug into her sensitive flesh.
 
Anthony began flogging the underside of her breasts, letting the red stripes slowly build over time. When he got up to her nipples, he snapped his wrist hard and flicked off first one, then the other, clamp before starting the flogging in earnest. "Don't worry, I'll get to the rest of your body eventually," he teased.
 
Tessa cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain, feeling her breasts get covered in red stripes. It did actually feel really good, but it also HURT a lot.
 
Anthony decided her tits were red enough and began working his way down her body inch by inch before running the flogger handle between her cleft. "Where do you suppose I'm going to whip you now?" he whispered up close in her ear.
 
Tessa shivered as he whispered in her ear. The rest of her body getting flogged didn't feel as good as it did when he flogged her tits, and she bucked her hips a little. "Her pussy, Sir," she whimpered.
 
Anthony said, "Good slut," before starting to flog the outside of her thighs, then the inside. When he finally got to her cunt, he started softly, letting it build until he was going close to full strength.
 
Tessa cried out in that strange combination of pain and pleasure, especially once he started going hard on her sex. Her body was convulsing in that combination too, even if her movement was limited by her arms tied behind her back.
 
Anthony was convinced she was absolutely drenched now and began fucking her slowly with the handle. "I suppose you want something eles in here now?"
 
"And just how do you want me to fuck you?" he asked, thrusting faster. "In detail, slave, and tell me why you deserve it."
 
She moaned loudly. "Hard and fast, please, Sir. With me like this, and you being as rough as possible. I've been a very good girl for you, Sir. . ."
 
Anthony took a large butt plug out of his bag. "Don't worry, it's new," he said, tracing it over her lips, enticing her to suck it.
 
Tessa whimpered softly. She never had anything up her ass, but she obediently started to suck on the butt plug.
 
Anthony slowly crept around behind Tessa, out of her sight and inserted the tip of the plug inside her ass. He began pressing in an inch, then pulling out, adding more and more each time. Finally, he rammed the whole toy into her.
 
Anthony picked her up and dropped her on the couch before spreading her legs like he owned them. "Are you ready, slut?" he asked, pulling out his cock. it was pretty big, but nothing like Christophe's.
 
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