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Amber grinned as she waited for the right moment; the little sleaze was so focused on watching Katherine's ass that he didn't even notice her hiding just to the left of the door hidden behind it when it opened. This scrawny little weasel really had the balls to show up and he had a full hockey bag in his right hand, no doubt full of toys to make good on his promise. Katherine had wanted to ignore his message at first block him but Amber convinced her this way was more fitting, more fun and ultimately better so what she had responded with was directions to this remote mountain cabin. Once he was well enough across the room Amber pushed the door closed, when he failed to notice this she cocked the shotgun in her hands, he noticed that and just froze in place. "That's right put the bag down. Now walk forward three steps and kneel." Katherine strutted past him and grabbed the bag, "Let's see what he have in here: rope, duct tape, paddles, what is this?" Katherine withdrew a metal tripod and then exclaimed with delight as she pulled the next thing out of the bag: a video camera." Amber fumed, "So you weren't content with the things you threatened to do you were going to film it too? How fucking stupid are you?" At least their guest was smart enough not to try and answer that question too bad he wasn't smart enough to keep his mouth closed. "Who the fuck are you, what's going on here?" "You don't make the demands here bitchboy, you are not in charge. Ask me nicely; say how may I address you?" "How may I address you?" Amber could hear the gritting of his teeth as he asked it. "We'll soon grind that insolence out of your voice bitch. Ask nicer!" He said it again with about half as much attitude which was still more than Amber liked but it was acceptable progress. "I am Mistress Ruby and the lovely lady setting up your camera there is Mistress Tiger." Amber becomes Ruby and Kat becomes Tiger, not that Katherine ever went by Kat except in her dating site profile. "Now you came here for sex so get naked." Amber watched him take off his shirt and his skinny frame became even more evident, looks like he hadn't been lying about his height and weight on his Fish-in-the-Sea.com profile which set her at ease, she had been worried things weren't going to fit. She tried not to laugh as he tried to wiggle out of his pants without getting off his knees, by the time he was naked Katherine had everything ready to go. "Mistress Ruby would you like to operate the camera?" "I would be delighted, after all it was you that was threatened so only right that you be the one running this show." Amber placed the shotgun down on the table beside the camera stand and once Katherine had cleared away the loser's clothes she started recording. Zoom in on their naked captive for an opening shot. "Say you name," Mistress Tiger demanded. "Jacob, my name is Jacob Wells, Mistress Tiger." He was a lot more compliant now, either from being naked or from actually seeing the instrument of death that he faced if he wasn't. "That name will not be spoken here again, understood?" "Yes Mistress Tiger." "Now I want you to look into that camera and recite for us the message you sent me." "I, I don't remember. Not exactly..." "Of course you do, come on you said you would come over..." A deep breath seemed to refresh his memory. "I said I would come over and fuck you..." "Wrong! You're getting ahead of yourself, try again." "I said I would come over and tie you up... I would gag you with your own panties." He was gaining momentum as he recited his damning evidence. "I said I would slap you, spank you, and yank on your hair while I..." "While you what?" his mumbled reply was unintelligible. "Speak up, while you what?" "While I fucked every hole in your body with my twelve inch cock." "Yes that is right, 12 inch cock, do you have another six inches hidden in that bag of yours?" "No Mistress Tiger." "That little thing might make six inches, seven if you are a strong grower, do you really think that little thing is twelve inches?" Ruby zoomed in on his crotch to emphasize the point before panning out and back to his face. "No Mistress Tiger." "Of course not, now tell me: what in my profile led you to believe I would welcome such a vulgar and indecent introduction?" "I don't know Mistress Tiger." "I thought not, because you didn't actually read my profile did you? At least not any further than my pictures." "No Mistress Tiger, I didn't read your profile." "So you saw a pretty woman on a dating site and immediately jumped to sending a message threatening her with battery, captivity and rape?" "Yes Mistress Tiger, I was only..." "No! No lies. You had only been joking, that is what you were going to say; the great online defence when someone calls you on your bullshit. You weren't joking, you came here with a bag full of gear to do all those things you had talked about. You threatened it, and if I hadn't been ready for you, you would have done it." Finally he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. Mistress Tiger turned and strode out of the room, the only sound in the room was her heels clicking on the floor as she walked away. His head turned to watch her go until she was out of his line of sight. He didn't turn his body or get up from his knees though, he was turning out to be nicely obedient so far but he probably had no idea what he was in for. He turned his eyes back to Mistress Ruby once he was sure Mistress Tiger had left the room; his eyes were now wide and full of fear, she might have felt sorry for him if she hadn't thought about how many women might have given him that same look once he got the in the ropes. "Oh God, please don't kill me. I'm sorry, please, I'm sorry, just let me go." Mistress Ruby placed a hand on the gun and he trailed off with a whimper. "We don't want to kill you, that would be a last resort, if you try to run away or attack either of us. We will let you go eventually, but first we're going to have our fun. You came here to do what you wanted with no regard for what your partner desired, instead you will do everything we ask of you, and we do not want to hear about your desires or your needs." Mistress Tiger returned carrying a large two-toned Victoria's Secret bag, but it wasn't the bag that caught their new little toy's attention it was the change in Mistress Tiger's appearance. Mistress Ruby turned the camera on her and let it drink her in as she crossed the room, her already generous bosom was accentuated by a bustier of black PVC with piping of red imitating corset stays. It didn't pull her waist in but she didn't really need overall she was toned and slim, that was probably the biggest reason he had messaged her in the first place. She was still wearing her four inch black heels and no stockings on her sleek creamy legs. Her black latex skirt clung tight against her hips, silhouetting her body and nearly giving glimpses at what soft finery she was wearing underneath. She was also wearing a pair of elbow length satin gloves but then both the women had worn gloves from the moment they arrived at this cabin. The scum practically drooled over her as she walked up beside him, right up until she upended the bag she was carrying over his head and he disappeared under an avalanche of fabric. Ruby laughed as the fluffy pink tulle petticoat stayed draped over his head obscuring his face from the camera, but the laughter stopped when the bitchboy brushed it to the floor. Mistress Tiger was quick to intervene though with a resounding slap to his face. Ruby let her hand drift toward the shotgun just in case that gesture fire up some actual rebellion in him but he stayed in place on his knees. Mistress Tiger then picked up the petticoat and draped it back over his head. "Now before you take an action that is not fulfilling an order you are to ask permission, understand bitch?" "May I please take this off my face Mistress Tiger?" "'This' is called a petticoat now ask properly." "Mistress Tiger, may I take this petticoat off my face?" Mistress Tiger picked up the bra that was lying among the other articles of clothing that had fallen out of the bag. "No that is still not right, here I'll give you a hint, put your hands out in front of you." No doubt he was expecting her to place something in his hands but instead she slipped the brastraps up his arms and quickly stepped behind him to secure the clasp in the back before he could piece together what had happened. Ruby was quite pleased with the choice she had made with this bra, it looked like 36A was the perfect size for their little toy, but it was the style that sealed it. Pale pink to match the rest of the garments she had bought with strips of red lace around the edges, red lace also framed the two heart shaped holes directly over his nipples. "Feel that bitch? That is your bra." Tiger then placed her hand on his forehead, rubbing the soft petticoat into his face, smothering him with its sissiness. "stand up." Her hand also prevented his petticoat from falling when he shifted. Next she picked up the matching panties, the same pale pink with a red heart logo on the front and the same red lace as his bra making four layers of ruffles across the seat. "lift your left leg." After she slid the panties around his ankles and tugged them up around his waist Tiger started rubbing his cock through the soft material. "These are your panties. Are you ready to ask again?" "Please may I take this petticoat off my face Mistress Tiger." Tiger sighed in frustration and grabbed something else from the pile; lacy and red with ribbons dangling from it she hooked it around his waist before straightening it. "This is your garter belt sissy, and we know what goes with that." Slowly, sensually Tiger rolled the red fishnet stockings up his legs. For the first time since they had started it looked like something might not fit. His legs were a bit thicker than a woman's and it was an effort to get the stockings far enough up to attach them to his garter tabs, which were threaded under his panties. "There you go, now you have your pretty stockings. Do you need more encouragement." He whimpered in response, "Please don't make me say it Mistress Tiger." "You will say it bitch, it is just a matter of how far we need to push before you accept this." Ruby zoomed the camera in on his tulle covered face and slowly panned down so the camera wouldn't see Tiger as she checked his size for the next step. The sight of his bare nipples, not yet hard, peeking out amidst the lace was adorable, Ruby was practically drooling over what they were planning for him. His scrawny waist just looked so natural between panties and bra it wasn't any wonder he over- compensated the way he did but that didn't mean they had to let him get away with it. She made sure to zoom in extra close on the heart on the front of his panties, there was only the smallest of bulges in the front indicating his reluctance with this process and the inadequacy of his manhood. Tiger was quick about getting the next item from the room. By the time Ruby had finished a pan down and back to zoom in again on his face she was back. She repeated her earlier claw hold on his face, "Sit yourself down, legs out in front." Whether he anticipated exactly what was next or whether he was just complying for the sake of being co-operative but Tiger was shortly buckling a pair of clear plastic 5 inch stiletto heels onto his feet, they were slingback heels so that even if the sizing was a bit off they would still fit him. "Now bitch," She paused there, "You know, maybe you aren't getting this because you still think of yourself by your male name. I think we need to give you a new sissy name, what do you think Mistress Ruby? What should we call this slut?" This part had already been agreed upon but Ruby gave false consideration before replying, "How about Anita?" "Anita, but what about a last name. What do you need?" "What he needs is abuse." "Abuse from a cock, How about that, do you like the new name Anita Hardcock?" Anita shook his head no but that just settled it, if he had somehow liked the name they might have had to find something even more humiliating. "Alright Sissy Hardcock, let's give you a bit of a review before you ask again. If you mess up even one more time I will find ways to make you regret it." She ran her finger along the band of his bra first snapping one of the straps playfully. "This is your bra, these are your panties, your garter belt, your stockings," she teased and stroked each item against his body in turn as she recited the litany of his sissified state. "And these are your fuck-me heels, Anita. Now your last chance before we get nasty." "Please may I remove my petticoat Mistress Tiger." Tiger gave a slow clap, "You may remove it from your face but I want you to put it on properly." Tiger returned to the bedroom while Anita slipped the fluffy garment off of his face and stared at it for a minute, resigning himself to actually put the feminine garment on himself. It was almost comical despite everything he was hearing he still had a few last bastions of masculinity clinging desperately onto his psyche, but not for long. By the time Tiger returned he had stepped into the petticoat and was tugging it up into place around his waist. She fluffed it a few times before slapping Anita on the ass. "Go sit down on the couch and close your eyes, bitch." Ruby panned the camera back to get a good view of Anita struggling to walk in his first pair of heels, to his credit he did not fall until the act of trying to lower himself onto the couch caused him to pitch over backwards landing harder than he probably meant to. While they waited for Tiger to return Ruby grabbed one of the other items they had prepared and placed it in his hand, "Do not open your eyes but here is some water, I know you will need the fluids later." Anita sat there with his eyes closed as Tiger lay the items she had retrieved from the bedroom beside him and pulled a chair in close, but she waited to begin while Ruby repositioned the camera to better capture the action. First she took a pallet of eyeshadow and proceeded to paint his eyelids with a variety of pinks and purples, "I bet you didn't know I am a professional make-up artist, did you Anita?" When he tried to shake his head Tiger grabbed him by the cheeks, "Hold your head still." It was probably a good twenty minutes before Tiger was satisfied with the masterpiece of eyeshadow on Anita and added to it a layer of liquid eyeliner with long flaring wings that extended well beyond the corners of his eyes. Then she opened a package with the longest and thickest eyelashes their store carried, as she waved the lashes to get the glue tacky she commented, "I've never worked with this glue before, it is used for long lasting extensions, chemically it is not too different from superglue, just safer to use near the eyes." Anita cringed at the idea of supergluing these false lashes to him but didn't voice any protest. He probably knew it wouldn't do him any good anyway. Finally done with his eyes Anita moved on to dusting pink blush on his cheeks, not that he wasn't blushing pretty profusely already but it just added to the pinkness of his whole look. Ruby was having to admit between Tiger's expert make-up and his own natural features Anita was turning into quite the beautiful feminine sissy. Lastly to match the pink and red motif of the rest of his outfit Tiger painted his lips a brilliant slut red, topped off with several coats of clear gloss to give them a wet slutty look. The last two items she had brought out were a pair of long dangling sections of neon pink hair, spiral curled and each attached to a bright red bow. They had a comb to hold them on but Tiger was sceptical this would suffice and had brought something much better to ensure they stayed in place. As she positioned them on the sides of Anita's head to form two long dangling ponytails that brushed his shoulders she treated each comb with a generous amount of actual superglue, pasting it to his own hair. Anita cried out it pain as Tiger gave a test tug on each, perfect! As pretty as their sissy looked in his delicate lingerie and frilly petticoat, with his pretty made-up face the contrast between his natural hair colour and the pink pigtails sprouting from his head so ridiculous Ruby had no idea how Tiger kept from giggling as she spoke, "Now Anita, you look like a pretty little sissy slut but I want to make sure you feel the part, who are you?" "My name," he paused there a moment choking on the words, not fully broken yet. "Well Mistress Tiger I think our sissy needs to feel what happens when he rebels." Ruby was glad of his reluctance, it gave them an excuse for what they had planned to do next anyway. Tiger started gently rubbing Anita's exposed nipples, watching them perk up and get hard in their little heart- shaped lace framed windows. Anita was no doubt enjoying this part right up until the moment when the clip closed around his left nipple. Anita cried out giving a small "Ahhh," on each rapid breath for a few seconds, his eyes were open now as he stared down at the spring loaded paperclip attached rather firmly to his chest. Ruby expected him to try and remove it but whether he was too shocked or knew Tiger would stop him he refrained. Tiger already had the next clip and as she squeezed the back end the teeth of the clip opened, heading for his right nipple. "Anita!" There was desperation in the sissy's voice now, "My name is Anit- Ahhhhhh." Now Tiger giggled as his declaration of his name trailed off into a cry of suffering. She reached for the next clip but it wasn't until she pulled Anita's panties down that the sissy went into full panic. "Anita Hardcock! Anita Hardcock!" "Don't worry slut, you'll get one, but you're getting ahead of yourself." Tiger was struggling to keep Anita from closing his legs and denying her access to his genitals but she managed to get the clip latched onto his scrotum, eliciting another squeal. "That one was much higher in pitch," Ruby pointed out. "I wonder if his voice will get more girlish and sissy of we put more clips on his balls." "Let's find out." Anita gave a second squeak and true to theory it was even higher than the last, even his voice sounded higher as he babbled, "My name is Anita Hardcock, My name is Anita Hardcock, I'm a sissy slut and my name is Anita Hardcock." A third squeal for a third clip, higher still. Anita just sat there panting heavily trying to steady himself against the pain of the pinching as Tiger moved away from his panties and started flicking the clips attached to his nipples, making them tug on his sensitive nubs. "Do you want me to take these off Anita?" "Oh god, yes Mistress Tiger, please, they hurt so much, please take these off of me." "Not quite yet, first I want to play with one of the toys you brought with you." Tiger left Anita to suffer as she went back over to the bag their bitch had brought with him and fetched the long nylon rope. She spent the next several minutes slowly wrapping the rope around Anita, it was certainly no artistic japanese rope bondage but it sufficed to bind the slut. Wrist was bound to wrist and she used more rope to form a make- shift harness around Anita's body. Once Anita was subdued and roped up Tiger grabbed one of his nipple torturing clips and twisted it until the sissy cried out his tone rising in pitch the further she twisted it, "From now on you can cry, you can moan and whine and scream but I do not want to hear words out of your pretty red lips unless I ask you a question, understand?" Anita's lips were pursed closed but he nodded vigorously. Tiger let the clip untwist and finally she squeezed the back end of the clip opening the teeth to release his nipple. He sobbed in pain as the blood flowed back into his nipple, it seemed that removing it was even more excruciating than it had been when it was on. His nipple was so stimulated it stood out like a beacon, but that was likely also partially the fact that it was so red it was almost purple. By the time Tiger had released his other nipple and removed the three clips from his scrotum we was downright blubbering in a high feminine voice as she pulled his panties back up over his genitals. "Now answer me this Sissy Hardcock, The first thing you said you were going to do to me was tie me up, what came next?" He started to reply but was cut off before he could get it out by Tiger's hand across the rightt side of his face. "I'm sorry, what was that you said?" Again Anita opened his mouth to answer but was pre-emptively met with a slap to the face, this time to the left side. Another quick slap to each side soon had Anita's cheeks red from more than just embarrassment and make-up. "Did you threaten to slap me Sissy Hardcock?" "Yes Mistress Tiger, I threatened to slap you." No sooner did he get his reply out before Tiger met his with a backhand slap to each cheek and then brought both hands down at the same time on his red and bloated nipples provoking a howl of pain from their subject. "Hmmmm," she falsely pondered, "What came next?" "I said I would spank you Mistress Tiger." again she responded with a slap to the face followed by a backhand to the other side and then slapping each nipple in turn. Already Anita looked like he was about to cry but was trying to bravely hold the tears back. "Get up Sissy Hardcock." It took Anita a couple of tries to get to his feet between not having the use of his arms and the uncertainty of his fuck-me heels. Once he was upright Tiger led him uneasily to the kitchen table, while he looked awkward in his heels he didn't fall over, much to his credit. She instructed him to drape himself over one of the chairs so his arms were touching to floor on the other side and then bound his ankles together with more of the rope before securing them to the rope binding his wrists. Ruby noticed Anita was starting to shuffle a little uncomfortably that would probably be the leftover prescription diuretics from her medicine cabinet that she had dissolved in his water, pretty soon his bladder would be fit to burst. Tiger picked up a leather belt from the pile of Anita's toys, he had been wearing it when he arrived and Ruby doubted he would have had any compunctions using it himself had things gone to him plan instead of theirs. Tiger lifted the back of Anita's petticoat and stroked the frilly ruffles of his panty clad ass. "How old are you Anita?" "27 Mistress Tiger." "Hmmm, I was going to evenly split the number of blows between the belt and the paddle but I wouldn't want you to feel unlucky getting 13 of one. I'll give you a choice, do you want 12 with the belt and 15 with your paddle or do you want the other way around?" "15 with the belt please Mistress Tiger." "I thought I told you earlier slut," Ruby piped up, "You aren't here for what you want you're here to meet our desires. I think you should give him the opposite." Tiger laughed, "I like that suggestion Mistress Ruby but I think I will accommodate Anita and give him what he asked for this time." She raised her hand, holding the belt by it's ends folded in half and let Anita wait anticipating that first blow before she delivered. Anita screamed. Not a squeak or simply crying out but an actual scream or fear and rage and pain all mingled together. "Quiet yourself bitch. Let's give you something to make noise about, after every odd numbered blow I want you to count the blow and say 'Thank you Mistress Tiger, I am learning.' and then ask for another blow unless it was the last blow with that implement. You may start with that blow." "One; Thank you Mistress Tiger, I am learning, may I have another?" Tiger quickly obliged his request which was met by another squeal of pain. "After every even numbered blow I want you to count the blow, thank Mistress Ruby, and say 'I am sorry' before you ask." "Two; Thank you Mistress Ruby, I am sorry, may I have another?" Tiger lashed out 13 times with the belt trying to make sure every part of Anita's ass was well tortured. The last two blows came not on the ass but the very tops of his thighs just below the ass and if anything he howled even louder on those blows. There was a definite release in his voice when Anita said "Fifteen; Thank you Mistress Tiger, I am learning." Next came the paddle, Tiger picked it up and turned it in her to examine it and show it to the camera. It was firm wood with three good sized holes drilled through the center of the paddle to cut down on air resistance. Tiger raised it above her head like a dragonslayer with a sword and then proceeded to deliver the first paddle blow on Anita's upturned ass. The blows continued to rain down with Anita dutifully counting them off with trembling voice between sobs and shrieks of pain. By the time Tiger delivered the last two blows, again to the back of the thigh rather than the asscheeks, Ruby could almost see the rosey glow of Anita's butt through his panties and Anita was blubbering loudly. "Twelve; Thank you Mistress Ruby, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." While Tiger got ready for what was next Ruby moved the camera to get a better view of Anita's face, his mascara was streaked and running down his cheeks with his tears, the look in his eyes almost convinced Ruby he was sorry, but better to go through with everything, make sure he learned his lesson. "What was next little sissy Anita Hardcock?" Ruby taunted him. "Please don't, I beg you, please don't do this." "I asked you a question slut, what came after the spanking?" "I said I would fuck her... In every hole on her body." "With your 12 inch cock." Mistress Tiger finished, Ruby panned the camera to Tiger who was now ready with a strap-on dildo harnessed around her hips, protruding lewdly from her pelvis. "Now Anita, you really shouldn't have lied. because you see my cock here, this really is 12 inches. If you had said your real size I might have gotten a 6 or 7 inch dildo. Now I am going to fuck you in both so the choice is yours, mouth then ass, or ass then mouth?" Anita seems to be squirming again, "Mistress Tiger ..." "No words Anita, I want you to show me where you want it first." "It's not that Mistress, I..." "Be quiet sissy. One more word and you do not want to see what would happen. Now hurry up and make your decision before I do." To emphasise what her decision would be Mistress Tiger rubbed his ass through his frilly pink panties. Panic visible on his face Anita opened his mouth as widely as he could and let his tongue flop out lewdly. He wiggled it in the air for emphasis until Tiger walked around to his head and brought the dildo close enough that his wild tongue gyrations brushed the tip of her cock. she let him lick and lap at it for a bit before she pulled a condom out of the harness. "I don' want to get your nastiness on my cock when I fuck your sissy filth-hole later." She shoved the condom between his shiny red lips and then brought the dildo close enough for him to push it over the tip of her realistic black cock and start rolling it down the shaft with his lips leaving lipstick smudges the whole way down. Anita made a good attempt at swallowing the thick cock but before long he started gagging on it as it hit the back of his throat. Tiger pulled the cock back out as she finished rolling the condom down the shaft herself before sliding back into Anita's mouth as deep as she could. When the slut started to gag tiger just held it there letting him make little glurking noises as his throat tried to reject her massive rubber cock. Ruby smiled at the desperate gasping every time Tiger pulled the cock back before driving back in again, slowly pushing deeper into his mouth less than an inch at a time but making visible progress. Once Tiger seemed to think she could get enough of the cock into Anita she grabbed him by the head and started rapidly thrusting her hips fucking his face viciously. "Ohhh yeah feel that slut? You ever been told 'suck my dick' by someone? If only they could see you now, actually doing it." despite keeping the camera on Anita's face Ruby herself was watching his lower body watching for the signs of the inevitable and when it finally happened she turned the camera to it. watching the front of Anita's panties and petticoat get wet and darker as a puddle started to form on the hardwood underneath him. "Oh my God Anita! Are you pissing your sissy panties?" "Not one word." Tiger warned him before she pulled the cock out of his mouth and walked behind him to examine the situation. "That is disgusting, you are an even dirtier slut than I imagined." She took the knife she had earlier used to cut ropes to the right length when tying Anita up and once Anita's bladder had stopped she slit the sluts panties at the sides peeling them off. The ass of the panties was still dry so Tiger used that to mop up the puddle. "Hey Mistress Ruby, wasn't there something else we had forgotten?" "Whatever do you mean Mistress Tiger?" "I think it might have even been before the slapping, didn't this bitch threaten to do something else to me?" "Oh yes, well we can't have our slut missing out on part of the experience now can we, so I guess we better gag him with his own panties." Tiger cut 3 good pieces of Anita's duct tape before approaching his head. It was then a simple matter of pinching his nose until his mouth opened and she was able to stuff the dripping, piss soaked panties into his mouth. He looked likely to try and spit them out but the three pieces of duct tape soon solved that. Tiger then went behind Anita again, and coated her cock with lube till it was positively sloppy and poured a generous squirt down Anita's buttcrack. Tiger used one finger sliding it into Anita's ass, to make sure his hole was wet and juicy for her entrance. "Anita Hardcock? Well now you'll get it." She pressed steadily with her hips prying Anita's tight sphincter open wide. The bitch thrashed trying to somehow slip his bonds, tugging on the rope that bound him wrist and ankle. The whole time he howled and screamed in aguish and agony as inch after inch of fat black cock disappeared into his unhappy ass. Steady pressure and a disregard for Anita's comfort soon had Tiger balls deep in the slut's behind. She held it there for a couple minutes until Anita's screams and cries had mellowed to the merest of whimpers before she eased back, pulling most of the way out but not quite. "Look at that Mistress Ruby, there's a bit of blood on my cock, I guess this slut was cherry. Well that means he'll never forget it, isn't that what they say about your first time?" With another squirt of lube onto her cock Tiger pushed back in, considerably faster than the first time but still at a slow deliberate pace. Each time Tiger buried her dildo to the hilt the next stroke was just a little faster and before long she was soundly fucking Anita at a fair clip to a cacophony of moans, groans and sobs. She reached over Anita's back and grabbed the two neon pink ponytails superglued to Anita's own real hair and tugged them line reins pulling his head back and giving added thrust to get instrokes. "Ohh yeah, ride that filly," Ruby encouraged. "Hi ho slutwhore, away!" Shortly after Tiger slowed her thrusting and eased her cock to the balls in Anita's hole and detached her dildo from its harness leaving it balls to his on balls buried inside him. That was the last shot before Ruby turned off the camera. "Well sissy Hardcock, you have been dressed like a whore, tied up, gagged with your own panties, slapped, spanked and had your hair yanked while every hole in your body was fucked with a 12 inch cock. Everything you had planned for me and like you planned we will be keeping a video reminder." While she was lording their victory over Anita Ruby gathered all the things the girls had brought with them and all of Anita's belongings. She checked the ID in his wallet. "Anita is this address current?" Anita just slumped over the chair exhausted and beaten. "I said is the address on your ID current? we're going to be taking your truck and want to make sure we know where to leave it." Anita responded with the slightest of nods. Soon the last signs of their presence, aside from the dishevelled sissy tied over a chair, had been packed into the bag which Kat was taking out to the truck. Amber shoved his iPhone in front of his face open to his contact list. He didn't respond. "You will need someone to come untie you and take you home, so who is it going to be? Choose fast or I might have to call your mom to come get you." Anita used his nose to scroll down the list and poke a name. Amber didn't know who Beth was but she didn't really care either. It rang a couple times before a woman picked up. "Jacob needs your help, get a pen for the address."