Vicky Van Warren - beautiful bondage model, rope tied, gagged, clamped, tortured, vibrated to orgasm.
The beautiful and tough Vicky Van Warren is back with the Pope for another day of torment, SocietySM style...theses days, that torment starts off with an interview and some humiliating demands...we talk to Vicky about her bondage and sexual preferences, then we direct her to demonstrate her oral abilities on a large dildo...she impresses us with her large mouth hole and deep throat...one of our guys enters the scene to cuff her hands and ankles...he rigs her wrists overhead and leaves her to wait for the Pope...the Pope enters to a strips her...he warms her up with some whipping, then applies clothespins to various, sensitive and private parts of her body...he pulls Vicky into the air by her wrists and leaves her to hang...Vicky is then tied on our wooden pony...her hands are tied up and her feet are pulled and tied down to keep her cunt firm against the corner of the pony...the Pope uses rubber bands around her tits for sensitivity as he whips her body....then suction cups on the nipples and a magic wand on her pussy...Vicky screams and cums as the Pope keeps the wand in place through multiple ograsms...then we tie Vicky bent over with her ass exposed...weights hang from nipple clamps as Ogre joins the Pope for a dual, ass whipping session...they redden her ass and back...the Pope tells Vicky to bark like a dog when she has had enough...and finally Vicky barks and screeches...VIcky is then placed on a table and hogtied...the Pope guides her through orgasms with a dildo and vibrator beforing pulling her into a suspension...in the final scene, Vicky is tied to our crow perch...she stands on a steel ball and the Pope uses electrcity to shock her feet and nipples...then it's more screaming orgasms from Vicky...
Pearl continued to twist the tip of Rachel`s nipple as she lowered her lips to her ear. Breathing her response softly, she said, `He gave me you, Rachel. He said you were mine, and I could do whatever I wanted with you. I was so grateful that`s why I had you brought straight in here. That`s why I`ve made you especially divine.`
Pearl squeezed her fingers together and Rachel was stunned by another crippling orgasm. She briefly fretted that every waking moment would now be like this - and there would never be any respite from the constant rush of sexual satisfaction - and she knew the idea was simultaneously attractive and terrifying.
`Does that feel good?` Pearl asked quietly.
Rachel glared at her through bitter tears and shook her head. `No,` she cried sadly. `It feels divine.`
The slave trader laughed and snatched her hand away.
Before Rachel could sigh with relief Pearl had pushed her fingers against Rachel`s pussy. The squelch of the wet flesh being plundered filled the room, and was then lost as Rachel began to sob with tortured joy. Her labia thrilled to the intimate contact and she thrashed in a futile attempt to escape her restraints.
`I`ll bet it does feel divine,` Pearl hissed viciously. `And I`ll bet the sensation would have been a hundred times more intense if I hadn`t removed your piercings.`
Rachel gasped, shocked by the concept of having to suffer both those indignities at the same time. She tried to reason with the woman - wanting to say something apologetic or at least argue in her own defence - but she was unable to do anything except groan in delight as the climax was squeezed from her sex.
Pearl snatched her fingers away, wiping the viscous smear of pussy juice against Rachel`s mouth and chin. Her hand remained in front of Rachel`s face and the slave trader didn`t move it until her fingers had been licked clean. Once Rachel had been demeaned by the chore, Pearl finally unfastened the leather strap from around her breasts.
`You should be thanking me,` she said earnestly, `and not just because I`ve made you so desirable.` She stepped away from the bed and went back to the desk where she had found the leather strap. After shuffling through a couple of sheets of paper she retrieved what she was looking for and returned to Rachel. `You should also thank me for being good-natured about this,` she said flatly.
Rachel didn`t need to look to know that Pearl was holding the incriminating photograph. Facts were falling into place and she understood that Pearl could only have known about her penchant for tit-binding if she had discovered the hidden cache of contraband in her room. It followed that if Pearl had found the leather straps, she had also found Osbourne`s photograph.
`Did you intend showing this to your master?` Pearl asked. `Did you plan to show it to my intended husband?`
`I thought it might have made a nice wedding present,` Rachel said defiantly. `He would have had something to remember you by.`
Pearl didn`t seem troubled by the insurrection in Rachel`s voice. Smiling at the photograph she said, `Osbourne gave this to you, didn`t he? I recognise his handiwork.` Laughing indulgently she said, `He always knew how to knock up a convincing forgery.`
Rachel glared at her. `Are you saying it`s a fake?` she asked.
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Pearl walked over to the incinerator and pushed the photograph through the metal door. It disappeared in a flash of acrid smoke and Rachel blinked back a tear when she realised it was gone forever. `How could it be genuine?` Pearl asked softly. She returned to the bed and started unfastening the straps at Rachel`s wrists and ankles. `The picture had to be a fake,` she said simply. `It shows me having intercourse with two men and you know full well that I was a virgin until tonight.`
Rachel opened her mouth to say something then closed it abruptly. Thinking about Pearl and Master Vince, Rachel could no longer find the enthusiasm to try and sour the pair`s relationship. If they wanted each other, than she figured they might as well have each other. She was no longer Master Vince`s favourite and she was loath to spend the rest of her days as Pearl`s personal maid.
She thought it was possible that the slave trader had been a virgin until this evening, and then realised it could have been another in the catalogue of lies that everyone seemed to be telling. She didn`t know and couldn`t be bothered trying to work out who, if anyone, was telling the truth. Looking forward to returning to the albergo, anxious to put all the charades and untruths behind her when she was permanently by Master Bernard`s side, she decided the incinerator was probably the best place for the photograph because it was no longer a part of her plans. There was only one small matter to clear up and she felt sure that wouldn`t cause any problems.
`Just so we understand each other,` she began quietly. She eased herself off the bed, standing awkwardly for fear of exciting another unwanted response from her newly modified pussy lips. `Just so we understand each other: I realise I`m now your personal maid, but you`re still a slave trader at heart, aren`t you?`
Pearl shrugged with natural caution. She looked as though she was trying to guess where the conversation might be going but Rachel could see that she remained mystified. `I guess so,` she agreed guardedly. `You know what they say: you can take the girl out of the slave trade, but you can`t take the slave trade out of the girl.`
Rachel shook her head, irritated by the interruption. `Good,` she said stiffly. `If you`re still a slave trader, that means you won`t have any qualms about selling me, even though Master Vince gave me to you as a wedding gift.`
Pearl thought about the question for a moment then shrugged again. `I guess not,` she conceded. `If the right offer comes along I`m always able to put profit before sentiment.`
`So,` Rachel continued. `When Master Bernard puts in an offer to buy me, you`re not going to raise any objections, are you? You`ll just let the sale go through as normal. You won`t try and increase the sale price just because I was given as a wedding gift, or because...`
`Bernie?` Pearl broke in, sounding puzzled. `Master Vince`s brother? He won`t be putting in an offer for you.`
Rachel sneered at her. `I think I might know differently.`
Pearl shook her head and her expression seemed infuriatingly certain. `He won`t be putting in an offer for you. I`m a hundred percent sure of that.` Speaking quickly, she said, `He recently bought one of the estate`s slaves and he was quite particular about the one he wanted. We gave him the choice of any of the household staff, you included, but he seemed adamant that he only wanted your servant Helena. None of the others would do for him.`
Rachel gasped in horror.
Pearl didn`t seem to notice. `Apparently he tried Helena`s pussy on the night of the last tarocco reading and he fell in love with the sensation. He phoned Vince within the week to arrange the purchase and he bought her from his profits on the dragon portfolio.` She giggled thoughtfully to herself and said, `It`s kind of funny that. He was the only member of the cartel to see profits from the dragon portfolio. I wonder why that was? Your reading said there was a guaranteed return on that investment. Do you remember?`
Rachel didn`t hear the question. Appalled by all that had happened - disgusted at Master Bernard, Pearl and herself - she fled from the studio in search of Master Vince. Worrying that it might already be too late, but knowing it had to be done, she rushed to tell him about all of her lies.
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