OOC: This story is about non-consensual sex, humiliation and a bit of pain. Any women who understand and enjoy this type of fantasy, pm me to pick up a role
Kuntera
IC: "Oh God, I love it when they scream! Make her scream again for me honey."
I look back at where Lara is sprawled on the couch watching us. She is naked except for a black thong, the front of which is stretched over her hand as she frantically rubs her cunt.
"Anything for you, my dear."
I turn back to Kylie, standing naked in the middle of the room. Her hands are bound with rope that is attached to a beam in the roof, arms pulled overhead, but still leaving her standing on her feet. One of her nipples is red and sore from the way I elicited the last scream, so I reach up to the other one. Taking the nub of flesh between thumb and forefinger, I pinch down hard, twisting and pulling as I do so. It was enough to get a scream last time, but this time is different. I see Kylie grimace and bite her lip, so I know I'm hurting her, but I guess she's heard Lara's request, and want to deny us our pleasure from her body. I'm pleased, I always like to break down resistance in my sluts.
"Very foolish, bitch. You're only making it harder on yourself."
I give her breast a vicious open handed slap, and I'm pleased to see a red handprint outlined on her tit. Once again though, she bites her lip and refuses to give me the scream I'm looking for. Very well, its time for drastic measures. Walking over to the bench beside the wall, I pick up the tool I'm looking for and walk back to you. I can't help but laugh at the horrified look on Kylie's face as I show her the pair of pliers in my hand.
Kuntera
IC: "Oh God, I love it when they scream! Make her scream again for me honey."
I look back at where Lara is sprawled on the couch watching us. She is naked except for a black thong, the front of which is stretched over her hand as she frantically rubs her cunt.
"Anything for you, my dear."
I turn back to Kylie, standing naked in the middle of the room. Her hands are bound with rope that is attached to a beam in the roof, arms pulled overhead, but still leaving her standing on her feet. One of her nipples is red and sore from the way I elicited the last scream, so I reach up to the other one. Taking the nub of flesh between thumb and forefinger, I pinch down hard, twisting and pulling as I do so. It was enough to get a scream last time, but this time is different. I see Kylie grimace and bite her lip, so I know I'm hurting her, but I guess she's heard Lara's request, and want to deny us our pleasure from her body. I'm pleased, I always like to break down resistance in my sluts.
"Very foolish, bitch. You're only making it harder on yourself."
I give her breast a vicious open handed slap, and I'm pleased to see a red handprint outlined on her tit. Once again though, she bites her lip and refuses to give me the scream I'm looking for. Very well, its time for drastic measures. Walking over to the bench beside the wall, I pick up the tool I'm looking for and walk back to you. I can't help but laugh at the horrified look on Kylie's face as I show her the pair of pliers in my hand.