A pussy torture story – Cold metal against my skin
His pussy torture game made my pussy tighten. I feel his hot breath on my skin as he traces along my stomach with his mouth he nibbles as he makes his way down to my blushing pink pussy. I try to move but I feel the cold metal against my skin. Know it’s no use to fight anymore, he made damn sure I won’t be going anywhere. This time!
I have lost count of the days I have been kept in this room locked away where no one would hear my screams. Tonight he is just getting started he like to make me think he is going to be gentle but I know the pain is coming and no sooner than the words travel through my head I feel a sharp pinch right on the outside of my left pussy lip…
I scream out in pain and he tells me to suck it up that our fun is only beginning tonight. Then I feel a matching stabbing pain on the other side he has done this before he likes to use clamps on my swollen pink pussy and now he has them spread open he begins to place one finger at a time into my battered little cunt he tells me I am getting wet for him.
That I am such a good little pussy torture victim. Again I scream out as he first puts two fingers then three into my beaten pussy.
I again try to move my hands to make him stop but again I feel the cold metal against my skin. He pulls out and releases a lever. I fall back with my table all the way around now my head is merely inches away from the floor he pushes a button and I am raised about two foot up with my head still down and my feet up, he places his cock right at my lips and tells me if he feels teeth then I will lose them.
He shoves his 9-inch cock all the way in. It takes everything in my not to gag, a mistake I will only make once! So I concentrate on the cold metal against my skin, as he rapes my mouth…
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