Hailey Young - beautiful bondage model, rope tied, gagged, clamped, tortured, vibrated to orgasm.
Fan favorite and Dungeon Corp contract slave, Hailey Young is finally back for more abuse at The Pope's hand. As you are probably already aware, Hailey has a perfect body, legs that last forever, and silky smooth skin. In this installment, we find Hailey gagged and tied in fearful anticipation as she awaits The Pope's entrance. Pleased by the bounty laid before him, The Pope gets right to action as he begins hammering away at Hailey. First, with open barehanded slaps, then some furious flogger action. Then, after loosening her up with his fingers, it's go time on Hailey's pussy with the magic wand. The Pope demands Hailey to cum and she obliges in utter submission. In our next scene, we find Hailey gagged and tied spreadeagle to a chair. After The Pope applies some Tens pads to her pelvic region, an electric probe in her cunt and electric clamps to her nipples; he turns up the juice. And as if it weren't already "shocking" enough, the violet wand is broken out to provide poor Hailey with just a tad more "therapy". Next, The Pope ties Hailey bent over and at his merciless whim. After Hailey takes another vicious round of flogging to her backside, she experiences some forced entry as The Pope dildo fucks her into a state of oblivion. After yet another orgasm, Hailey is then placed a spreader bar and subjected to a humiliating grope and flog session by The Pope. As the flogger picks up speed, Hailey's ass picks up color, until it arrives at it's final state of rose colored red. This is followed by more forced vibration to her now painfully tender pussy. In our final scene, The Pope pushes Hailey to her limits as he gags her and suspends her from the ceiling. And Hailey gets a final explosive and body draining orgasm at the hand of The Pope and the wand.
Rachel glanced across the table at her and saw the maid was already in the throes of a powerful arousal. Sweat had plastered her hair to her scalp and her gaze was an eerie combination of sexual excitement and determination. The hand between her legs had become a blur as she rubbed faster and more furiously and Rachel could see the woman was on the verge of release. That thought was confirmed when O`Mara squealed and held herself absolutely still. Every muscle in her body was taut with exertion and her thighs trembled from the force of a magnificent effort.
`Yes,` O`Mara sighed.
Rachel watched a flow of clear liquid spill from the maid`s sex.
The stream was far from steady, and little more than an urgent squirt, but Rachel could see the majority trickled into O`Mara`s sherry glass and managed to fill a third of it. A few droplets did spill against the mahogany table, tarnishing the polished surface but Rachel could see she had no chance of winning.
`Come on, Rachel,` Master Vince encouraged. `You`re not even trying.`
She realised she had been engrossed in the sight of O`Mara`s triumph and hurriedly mumbled an apology. Returning her hand to her sex, trembling as her sticky fingers slid against the vast expanse of her pussy lips, she was easily able to rekindle the arousal that had caught her at the beginning of the competition. She knew she had no chance of success but that didn`t stop her from rubbing hurriedly against herself. The feelings that came from her newly shaped labia were still too intense to be overlooked and she wondered if the swell of orgasm would always be as easy to achieve when Pearl`s modifications had been made permanent. It was only a passing consideration because, as the waves of ecstasy began to buffet her body, she could think of little else except the marvel of her encroaching climax.
O`Mara sighed again, but Rachel didn`t bother glancing at the maid.
She could hear Pearl and Master Vince, their voices low in casual discussion, but the words were a meaningless drone that didn`t concern her. The only thing that existed in Rachel`s world was the pleasure of her own fingers gliding easily against her pussy. When she finally surrendered to the demands of her sex, and squeezed the orgasm from the nub of her clitoris, she was amazed to feel a spray of wetness squirt against her inner thighs. A burning rush seared her urethra and for an instant she was too stunned to wallow in the pleasure. Stupefied, she glanced down between her legs and saw her own sherry glass had caught some of the ejaculate. Her thighs were stained with the clear juice and the table beneath her shone with fresh droplets of her spend.
`That`s my girl,` Master Vince called enthusiastically. `I knew you had it in you.`
She supposed the response was a side effect of Pearl`s modifications, and she wondered if it left her with any chance of winning. Hope swelled within her and she dared to think that a victory might give her some chance of regaining her place as Master Vince`s favourite.
But those hopes were quickly dashed when she saw how O`Mara was progressing. With a bitter smile, and her features strained from the exertion of orgasm, O`Mara held herself over a sherry glass that was already half full with pussy juice. As she rubbed more frantically at her sex, cursing and roaring her way through another furious climax, her pussy squirted another stream into the glass.
Master Vince and Pearl had returned to their seats and they stared lovingly across the table at each other. Pearl found the cigarette that had been put aside before she directed O`Mara in the challenge and she casually blew smoke rings into the air. Judging by the way she was pursing her lips, Rachel thought the woman was trying to blow smoky hearts in the direction of the master.
`Have you had any more thoughts about a best man?` Pearl asked.
Master Vince rolled his eyes. `Not this again,` he groaned. If he genuinely was frustrated, Rachel could see he was hiding his ire behind an indulgent smile. It struck her that he really did seem to care for the slave trader but she refused to let herself be swayed by that thought. Pearl was a danger and Rachel was determined to see her expelled from the estate before she took up her residence at the albergo.
`Of all the diabolical torments I`ve ever used on my staff.` Master Vince continued, `I don`t think any of them has been as cruel as organising this wedding.`
Pearl laughed with him. `You need to make a decision about your best man, darling,` she purred. `Your first choice would have been something of a contradiction for the title of the role.`
`Bernie`s so feckless I guess he`s not right for the responsibility,` Master Vince agreed. `But who else am I supposed to call on? Who else can I trust?`
O`Mara wailed and Rachel watched another stream of pussy juice squirt into the maid`s glass. She was amazed that any woman could ejaculate so profusely and the awe made her briefly forget that she was supposed to be doing the same thing. It was only when Master Vince glared at her, jolting her thoughts back to her involvement in the challenge, that Rachel resumed touching herself.
Her fingers brushed against her pussy lips and she sighed. Her sex was alive with a million glorious sensations and the promise of another release blistered inside her hole. She hadn`t dared glance down at the sherry glass between her own legs, sure the sight would only disappoint. It was bad enough to see that O`Mara had almost won without confirming her own failure and making the defeat inarguable. Nevertheless, she rubbed more diligently, tried to resist the impulse to climax straight away, then relaxed as the orgasm flooded through her. The warm spray against her thighs felt thick and heavy, her delicate inner muscles burnt with the jetting release but she didn`t allow herself to believe that there was any chance of success. The best she hoped for was that Master Vince would concede she had at least tried to secure his victory.
O`Mara groaned again and Rachel glanced as the maid shifted position. She had one hand by her side, steadying her posture, while the other worked frantically at her pussy. The liquid in her glass was close to the brim and Rachel knew it would only take one more explosive orgasm and the maid would be declared the winner. Panicked, she switched her gaze to Master Vince and Pearl but neither of them was looking at her or O`Mara.
They gazed fondly at each other, both lost in quiet contemplation.
`What about Jason?` Pearl suggested. `You could have him as your best man.`
Rachel stared at her in amazement. The slave trader`s indifference to what was going on around her was infuriating. The woman had instructed two slaves to compete - she could obviously hear them both groaning with ecstasy - yet she didn`t care enough to glance at them when they were close to completing the requested task. It crossed her mind that she could have charged Master Vince with the same ignorance but she reasoned that he was the estate`s master and entitled to a lapse in concentration. Pearl had no such excuse and Rachel decided it gave her another incentive to relish the woman`s downfall.
Pearl casually sipped from a tall glass, smoking intermittently between swigs as she contemplated Master Vince across the table. `What about Jason?` she repeated. `He`s reliable, trustworthy and he wouldn`t let you down. Don`t you think he`d be an appropriate choice.`
Master Vince nodded. `Jason would make a good best man, but it would put Bernie`s nose out of joint. He`d take it as a personal slur that I was offering the role to a member of staff over him.`
Pearl sighed and nodded. `I never realised these things could get so political and complicated.` Casually, as though the gesture was made from true fondness rather than manipulative planning, she reached across the table and placed her hand on his.
He held her fingers and they smiled in unison.
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Desperately trying to squeeze another orgasm from her pussy, Rachel couldn`t bring herself to watch the pair. She closed her eyes, teased her clitoris mercilessly, and remained rigid as the flood of pleasure rushed through her body. Beyond the pounding rush of adrenaline that soared past her ears, she could hear liquid trickling wetly into her glass.
Master Vince glanced blindly at her then turned his attention back to Pearl. `You said this bet would entertain us before we retire for the evening,` her reminded her.
`And, when we do retire,` he began cautiously, `will we be going to our separate rooms?`
Pearl`s grin was coquettish. `What are you suggesting?`
Rachel opened her eyes and watched with numb horror.
The pair leant eagerly across the table, their faces interlocked as they enjoyed a slow, teasing kiss. Master Vince`s hand fell to Pearl`s modest breast and she made no complaint as he kneaded her flesh through the blouse. Her hand was inside his jacket and, although Rachel couldn`t see what the woman was doing, she didn`t doubt it met with the master`s approval.
`Do you really want to wait until our wedding night before you give yourself to me?` he asked. His breathing sounded laboured with arousal and Rachel wondered why she had never heard such signs of excitement from him before. She had subjected herself to his every whim, and endured every indignity he asked from her, yet she had never heard any tone of eagerness like the timbre that now inflected his words. `Are you sure you want to save yourself until then?` he pressed.
`I thought you wanted the occasion to be special.`
`If we get through the day without a major row, or the alienation of all our friends and family, it will be special,` he murmured. Holding her hand, gazing intently into her eyes, he said, `Why don`t we concede that the wedding day will be special because it`s our wedding day?`
Pearl nodded, hiding her smile beneath fluttering lashes.
`And,` Master Vince continued. He swallowed as though he was building courage to say the words, `And, if we`re going to agree that our wedding day is already special, why don`t we make tonight special instead?`
Rachel stopped herself from shrieking indignantly.
`If that`s what you want,` Pearl whispered.
Rachel watched in horror as they leant closer, slowly undressing, and casually removing the clothes from each other`s body. It was almost automatic to shout for them to stop and she had to bite her tongue to prevent the words from coming out. She wanted to tell them that this wasn`t meant to happen, and wondered how she was now meant to surprise Master Vince with the revelation that his bride-to-be wasn`t a virgin. At the back of her mind she realised that the photograph was still damning evidence, and would certainly carry some weight in earning Master Vince`s disapproval, but she no longer trusted it to have the devastating impact she had hoped.
`I`ve been waiting for this moment since we first met,` he told Pearl.
Her murmur of agreement was made inarticulate with kisses. Rachel couldn`t hear what the woman said but her intention was made clear by the bold way she pressed herself against him as the final strips of clothes were pulled from her body. Glaring through a mist of hatred and fury, Rachel could only watch as the pair prepared to make love.
They used the centre of the table, either unmindful of the slaves on either end or pleased with the hedonistic ambience that the servants added. Rachel was unable to decide which and, although she wished she didn`t care, she couldn`t snatch her gaze away from the pair.
Master Vince caressed Pearl, his eagerness obvious as he smothered her bare body with kisses. Feigning shyness, Pearl concealed her nudity by folding an arm across her chest and placing her other hand over the mound of her sex. Her androgynous figure was almost boyish and, although Rachel supposed she could understand some of her master`s lascivious interest, she couldn`t work out why he was so willing to believe the woman`s charade of modesty. She knew that the master and Pearl had each seen the other naked - she had been used by the pair when Pearl donned a strap-on dildo - yet they were both acting like teenagers experiencing their first adult encounter.
They kissed, their hands roving eagerly over each other as their passions soared. Master Vince carefully unfolded Pearl`s arm, gasping softly as he revealed her bare breasts, before gently kissing the tip of each nipple. His exclamation was almost reverential when he removed the hand from her sex and exposed her pussy. Unhurriedly, he lowered his face to the glistening lips and stroked his tongue against her labia.
Rachel watched the woman`s face intently, looking for some sign that would reveal the slave trader was faking her excitement. But Pearl was nothing if not consistent in her acting. She seemed to bask in the master`s attention and responded to him with genuine enthusiasm. When he encouraged her to lie on the table, she quietly obeyed.
Rachel continued to rub at herself, her frown black with loathing. Her body ached from the torment of too many pleasures and her muscles were spiked with fresh pain each time a new orgasm tore through her frame. She didn`t know how many times she had brought herself to climax, and had all but forgotten the challenge she was undertaking, as she continued to glare furiously at the slave trader. It was easy to overlook her body`s new responsiveness, and the easy way she could ring pleasure from her modified labia, as she fixed her concentration on her master and his hateful beloved.
`Are you sure we should be doing this tonight?` he asked.
Master Vince voiced the concern while his glans rested against her pussy lips. The swollen end looked ready to plunge into her soft pink depths - and with any other woman Rachel knew he would have already buried himself inside - but he resisted the impulse to take her and waited for a response.
`I`m sure, if you`re sure,` Pearl breathed.
He nodded and Rachel watched with dismay as the master`s swollen end pushed at Pearl`s sex. She could feel her plans for usurping the woman were ruined when Master Vince thrust himself inside.
Pearl gasped and wrapped her arms tight around his back. Her scarlet nails looked set to bury into his broad shoulders and Rachel had to turn away when the slave trader began to moan. She could hear the wet squelch of their lovemaking over the greedy slurp of her own pussy lips and above O`Mara`s constant cries of euphoria. The air seemed suddenly thick with the scents of arousal and musk and she tried not to inhale through her nostrils for fear of choking on the cloying fragrance.
`You saved yourself for me,` Master Vince murmured. His voice was rich with adoration and his smile was so sentimental Rachel was stung by contempt. `I`m so touched that you kept your virginity for me.`
`You were worth the wait,` Pearl told him.
Rachel bit her lip to stop herself from protesting. She couldn`t condone Pearl`s lies but she found it even more difficult to accept her master`s gullibility. She had always considered him worldly and shrewd but his simplistic belief in Pearl`s purity made her wonder how badly she had misjudged him. This time, when she contemplated leaving the pair to their marriage, and not making any revelations before she went to join Master Bernard at the albergo, Rachel couldn`t bring herself to just dismiss the idea. If it meant she would be able to escape the pair sooner it was definitely an option worth considering.
`Oh! Yes!` Pearl sighed. `Oh! Yes!`
Rachel wished she could close her ears the way she could close her eyes. She supposed it wouldn`t have helped to any great degree - she would still be able to feel the table vibrating beneath her haunches, and would still be able to smell the sickly scent of their cursed union - but it would have meant she didn`t have to listen to Pearl`s faux enthusiasm.
`If you need me to be gentle, I can be gentle,` he assured her.
Pearl grunted and shook her head. `Take me faster,` she urged, bucking beneath his repeated thrusts. `Take me faster! Faster!`
Master Vince obliged eagerly, working his length in and out at a furious speed. Rachel could see every sordid detail and watched his scrotum sway back and forth as he repeatedly pounded into her. Pearl`s arousal was obvious and the silky sheen of her excitement quickly coated his shaft. Her labia melted for him as she happily accepted his penetration again and again and again.
Rachel repeatedly squeezed herself to orgasm, watching the master and the slave trader as they bucked and groaned toward their own climax. She wouldn`t accept that the sight was exciting, and would have been happier to say the occasional glimpse of O`Mara`s masturbation was all that was adding to her arousal, but she knew that wasn`t entirely the truth. When the couple before her climaxed, Master Vince burying himself deep and Pearl screeching with excessive jubilation, Rachel screamed with her own unexpected release.
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