Sandy's First Weekend Enslavement free porn video

Sandra was 25 years old, a striking strawberry blonde with long hair and rather ample boobs. This Sunday evening, she was early in a very unusual 5-hour drive home. She was naked except for a rather large butt plug in her ass and a large electronic vibrator in her pussy. These were held in place by a locked chastity belt to which she did not have a key. Her cell phone was propped up in a holder in front of her and was answerable through her car’s audio system by voice command. Her back, legs, stomach and boobs were badly sunburned, and sitting was very uncomfortable. In addition, her boobs were deeply bruised and turning purple.
Suddenly the phone went off with a Skype call. She dutifully answered quickly. On the other end was the man who had dominated her life for the last two days.
“How is the drive going, slut?” he asked.
“F-f-fine Sir,” she answered, waiting for what she knew would happen next. Suddenly, the device in her pussy came to life. It started vibrating, then went into an up and down cycle, taking her to the point that she was gasping, then ramping down.
“Keep your eyes on the road, cunt,” he ordered as he showed her his phone and his finger as he raised and lowered the bar on it in sequence to the appliance inside her.
“You will need gas before you get home,” he laughed. “Good luck figuring that one out. You don’t want to be stuck on the side of the interstate,” he laughed again. “Talk to you again soon, my little slut.” He laughed and hung up.
Last Friday seemed so far away, almost someone else’s life. She had been in internet communications with this guy for nearly three months, starting on adult chat rooms and moving the several other sights. Partly under the influence of alcohol, she had revealed her life-long fantasies of ****, bondage, and sexual slavery. Finally, she had agreed to meet him, assuming there would be adequate ground rules for any role playing. Thinking back on it, he never did agree to any limitations.
Friday, she managed to finished her work from home around noon, and soon after hit the road for the 5-hour drive to his location in another state. She arrived at the location given by her GPS at almost 6 PM. It was a little different then she had imagined. There was an unlocked gate in a fence surrounding the property to apparently keep stock from escaping. She opened it, drove through, and then refastened it. There was a very large NO TRESPASSING sign on the outside. The dirt driveway looked heavily used, but extended almost a quarter mile from the road.
The house was rather large, a two-story sprawling southern style with a columned porch on the front. There was a large barn off to one side and a couple of sheds off to the other. She had been told she would need little for the weekend, so had only packed a few items. She approached the house with excitement and some trepidation, carrying only her purse and small satchel.
She rang the doorbell, which was the type with a camera in it, and almost immediately a firm male voice said, “Come right in Sandra, the door is unlocked. I have been expecting you.” With her heart pounding with expectation and fear she stepped inside.
It was dark in the entrance and it took a minute for her eyes to adjust when suddenly a cloth bag was pulled over her head and pulled tight with a draw string around her neck. She panicked. She was always claustrophobic with anything over her face. She tried to claw at it but both arms were suddenly pulled behind her back and a leg kicked hers out from under her so she fell face down, landing on her ample tits. A knee slammed into her back, holding her down as her arms were pulled tightly behind her. Quickly, zip ties fastened each wrist to the apposing forearm, making her arms and hands useless.
Strong arms pulled her to her feet and propelled her through the house. Suddenly, she was thrust forward over a bar at the foot of a four-poster bed. Her face was slammed down into the mattress, leaving her ass high in the air and her feet barely on the floor. Prepositioned ropes quickly encircled both ankles and were pulled tight, fastening them to the two legs of the bed.
A strong arm around her neck held her down as she felt the blade of a large knife run down her back to the waist of her skirt. In one or two swipes it fell away. She felt the sharp tip scratch across her sensitive thighs as her panties were similarly dispatched, leaving her naked from the waist down.
“You wanted ****, bitch, it is **** you are going to get!” a deep male voice threatened. One strong arm held her down as the other guided his already hard cock to her helpless pussy. Without preparation, he began to ram his cock into her dry, unprepared pussy. “Take it bitch. You worthless piece of fuckmeat!” With the shock she was crying now.
“No, please, stop, not this way! No, no please STOP!” She pleaded to no avail. The shock and adrenaline were actually turning her on and her pussy began to flow, easing the final conquest as her attacker slammed ball deep into her pussy.
It was not necessarily the biggest or longest but it was more than adequate to fill her completely as she was rather small that way. Now he really began to slam in and out. It is said that **** is not about sex but about domination and that was certainly the case here and he showed no mercy, slamming into her so hard the bed shook and would have moved if it had not been against the wall.
Despite herself, she began to get more and more turned on every time he slammed into her and with every insult he threw at her, and there were many, a constant string of vulgar insults.
“You worthless cunt. You wanted to be ****d, well I am going to destroy your pussy! Take it bitch, take it all.” He laughed. “Your cunt is soaking. You really love this you slut.”
In fact, she was close to an orgasm when suddenly his cock exploded inside her, emptying load after load of cum deep inside her. As soon as he was done, he pulled out, and still holding her down began to smack her upturned ass until it started to turn beet red. Then suddenly he shoved two fingers deep into her sopping pussy and started slamming them into her until she was about to come. Then back to slapping her ass. Soon the pain in her ass and pleasure in her pussy began to run together so that her mind could not separate the endorphins from one versus the other.
Before she could actually orgasm, he stopped. “Oh, you are going to make a great pain slut. I can tell for sure,” he commented as he gave her ass one more hard slap.
He released the ropes holding her legs, picked her up and threw her on her back, her arms still tied behind her. Quickly he refastened her legs to the bottom posts of the bed, splitting her wide. He pulled her upright, cut the zip ties holding her arms with his knife, and pulled her now helpless arms over her head to tie to the head posts, spread eagling her on the bed.
Suddenly he reached up and ripped off the bag over her head. She tried to focus, and suddenly screamed, “Who are you?” This was not the man she thought she had been communicating with.
He laughed,” believe everything you see on the internet? I am your life long fantasy, cunt. The one you described so eloquently. Would you have come if you saw the real me? Besides, I could not risk being recognized.” The pictures on the internet of her companion were of a middle aged, slightly balding, white male. This was a strapping, probably 30’s, black male, powerfully built and with mean look in his eye. Somewhere in the back of her mind he looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
He ran the tip of the knife across her face to the neck of her t-shirt and with one long stroke shredded it. Two more slashes and her bra followed it, allowing her large tits to bound into sight. He teased them with the knife tip. “You will do everything I ask this weekend or I will cut you into pieces. Do you understand, bitch?” She nodded in fear but excitement as well.
He began to maul her tits, grabbing her nipples and twisting them painfully. Then he started slapping and punching them as he reinserted two fingers into her sopping wet pussy and began to pump her until she was close to orgasm again with the pain and pleasure mixed.
Suddenly he stopped and produced two more zip ties. He fastened them around the base of each breasts, pulling them so tight that each swelled like a melon. “That is better,” he commented. “No saggy tits now,” and he accentuated his words with hard slaps to each.
He left and came back in a few minutes with a bag of implements and a bottle of white wine. He took a long drink directly from the bottle, then forced it into her mouth. “Drink up slut. I want you to be a drunk slut to.” He continued to make her drink until nearly the whole bottle was gone, then he finished the last.
He first pulled out a short vibrator and shoved it all the way into her pussy. She gasped as it began to tease her G-spot. Next, he pulled out a nasty looking, hard rubber baton. Without warning he started to slam it down onto her hard tits. The hard rubber was designed to inflict deep bruising. The dull pain in her tits and vibrations in her pussy began to all blend together and to her amazement she actually attained an orgasm as her tits were being beaten.
As soon as he saw her come her assailant stopped beating her, removed the vibrator and leaped on top of her inserting his large cock, now hard again, into her still spasming cunt. Violently, he started r****g her again as he squeezed and twisted her hard tits. Before long he shot another load deep inside her. As he pulled out, it dripped down her thighs.
Suddenly, without warning, he grabbed the baton and brought it down hard onto her pussy, striking first the right then the left side, then continuing to bruise her outer lips. Then he returned to her tits again, then back to her pussy.
Between to orgasm and pain, Sandra was now a bawling, screaming mess. Suddenly, he stopped, leaving the room for a while and allowing her to gather herself for the next round.
Sandra had drifted off in a painful, slightly drunk sleep. She had no idea what time it was when he returned. He first cut the ties on her tits, allowing circulation to fully flow back causing even more pain to her bruised orbs. He again fingered her pussy, inserting two and then three finger but that was about all that would fit. He scowled a little and said, “We need to fix that. I am going to destroy your pussy now, slut.”
With that her first attempted to see how much of his rather large fist he could push into her, but beyond four fingers would not go, yet. He pulled out a large, black dildo about 2 inches in diameter. He began to force it into her. It was exceedingly tight. It took several minutes of pushing, slamming in and out before the shaft had stretched her enough. Now he began fucking her with it. At the same time, he pulled out a long, thin rod. He brought this down across her tits leaving a bright white welt where it hit. He continued both for several minutes.
He tried to force his fist into her again, but even with great force he could not get the thumb beyond the tip. Now he picked up the empty wine bottle whose base was a little over three inches. He rammed it into her cunt. The neck and shoulder went in easily now, but that is where it stuck. He began to ram it in and out while she shrieked from the pain. He was now forcing it with both hands.
After nearly 15 minutes of being ****d by the bottle the body of it passed into her. He pushed it all the way home until the neck was pushing against her cervix, trying to force its way into her womb. She was screaming in pain now. Finally, her cervix dilated enough for the bottle neck to pass and now nearly the whole bottle was inside her.
He continued to fuck her with the bottle for several minutes while landing several more strikes to her breasts. Next, he produced a vibrating wand and applied it to her clit, now smashed against the side of the bottle. It did not take long before she began to shake with another orgasm.
As she recovered, the tears running down her cheeks and her chest still heaving, he began to extract the bottle. He produced some lubricant and began covering his hand with it, then tried fisting her again. Now part of the thumb went in fairly easily, but the width of his hand was still too big. He applied more lubricant and put his weight behind it.
Finally, he could feel the walls of her cunt giving way. Her screams reached a crescendo as his fist finally slipped pass the walls of her cunt and his whole fist was inside her. Now he began to pull in and out while balling up his first in her periodically. This caused the walls of her pussy to cramp even more, and the outer portions clamp down on his wrist in spasms.
Now he extended one then two fingers and began to penetrate her cervix where the bottle had gone before. The pain was intense and she squealed, begging him to stop. At this point he applied to vibrating wand to her clit again. Now the intense pain from her cunt and cervix mixed with the pleasure in her clit in a cascade of endorphins. She screamed and screamed but now it was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure. Her entire body began to spasm as he continued to fist fuck her and vibrate her clit at the same time. Suddenly, with a great cry and shaking, she passed out.
She now lay u*********s, her body spasming occasionally. Slowly, he extracted his fist. If finally came out with a plopping sound followed by a large volume of fluid which she had squirted. He wiped his hand off on the remains of her t-shirt, smiled as he examined the u*********s form, and then went to the kitchen to get a bite to eat.
When he returned, he immediately mounted her and shoved his cock into her. Laughing, he commented “I can hardly feel your cunt! I think we will have to find another hole!” With that he began to untie her hands and feet. He fastened a thick dog collar around her neck and secured it to a 6-foot piece of chain. Then he led her to the bathroom where he let her pee. When she was done, he began to tie her up again. He tied her hands behind her back and ran several courses of rope above and below her bruised tits. Then he led her into the living room, sat down on a recliner, pulled her to her knees, and holding her head began to fuck her face.
He continued hurling insults as he rammed his cock down her throat over and over again. She had experience controlling her gag reflex, but this assault tested her limits. He delighted in maneuvering her head to his liking, first assaulting her cheeks then down her throat until she was gasping for air. In between he slapped her face and her now purple tits. Finally, after nearly an hour of fucking her face he slammed into her, held her there, and pumped his third load of the day down her throat with the command, “Don’t you dare spill a drop or you will really regret it. Maybe I won’t ever let you leave.” She swallowed dutifully every drop, then licked him clean as he commanded.
He was tired so he prepared her for bed. He untied her and led her to the bathroom. He allowed her to pee and even allowed her to shower. Then he led her back to the bedroom. He produced a leather gag with a several inch-long rubber dong. He inserted it into her mouth, attached the straps which went around and over her head and sealed it with a small padlock.
Next, he recovered a very thick dildo, nearly the thickness of the wine bottle. With great effort he got it ensconced deep in her pussy. “This will keep your useless cunt open for my fist whenever I want it,” he noted. To make sure it could not be removed he placed her in a chastity belt with a padlock. Then he led her to the bed and fastened the chain from her collar to the frame of the bed with another padlock. There she would spend her first night in captivity, in relative comfort compared to what he could have done.
The sun was well up before Sandra came to. When she did her new master was shaking her awake rather gently. He presented her with his hard morning cock. “Suck it bitch,” he commanded and laid back to enjoy her voluntary submission. He allowed her to use her hands but gave her running commands about how he wanted to be sucked. After nearly 30 minutes, he grabbed her head, held it so his cock was just in her cheek and started to unload a night’s worth of cum.
“Hold it in your mouth and don’t spill a drop,” he ordered. “Now show it to me and then swallow it all.” She did exactly as commanded. “Good slave,” he complemented. “You are becoming a good cock sucker as well as a pain slut.”
He took her into the bathroom Then he prepped a large volume enema, removed the chastity belt and dildo and while she was peeing he affixed an inflatable nozzle. Finally, to the enema bag of soupy solution he added a significant amount of vodka. “Alcohol is absorbed directly through the colon very rapidly,” he explained. “Soon you will be drunk as a skunk.”
He shoved the nozzle up her butt, inflated it so it could not pop out and released the quart or so of fluid. With it now sloshing inside her he led her to the kitchen where he allowed her to drink some juice and a breakfast drink. Now, as she was getting rather dizzy for the alcohol, he led her back into the bathroom and released the plug. Her entire insides flushed, all the way. With her fully cleaned out he replaced the large dildo in her pussy but secured it with a rope around her waist and through her pussy lips.
He led her out to the back pasture. There was a dirt track around the edge of a pasture with horses grazing. He had driven four posts deep into the ground and fitted them with ropes. Soon, Sandra was staked out spread eagled in the hot late morning sun. He oriented her so that her pussy and the pale underside of her breasts were facing south, but this time of year the sun was still pretty high so all of her body was going to get its affect.
He offered her a long drink of water, placed some small opaque glasses over her eyes, the type used in tanning beds, and left her there to back.
It was well after noon when he returned and her whole body was getting red, especially the areas not previously tanned at all. He untied her, gave her another long drink and flipped her over. He refastened her now on her belly and tits and again left her to bake in the hop sun.
The sun was getting lower when he returned. There was one more hole he intended to take and it would be the center of his attention for Saturday evening. Now he intended to take her ass, and he hoped he might be the first.
Leaving her tied, he started fondling her red ass. He tested her anus with one finger. It was tight. Then he did the kindest think he had done. He took out some lubricant and began to work it into her ass. He then coated his cock as he stroked it to hardness. The virgin ass staring him in the face made him rock hard almost immediately.
“Now relax your ass, bitch, or this will really hurt.” He placed the head of his cock against her virginal opening and began to push. “Relax I said,” he screamed and smacked her sunburned bottom serval times. She did her best to relax her bottom, even though every instinct tried to keep it closed. Finally, the tip penetrated. A few more pushes and the head was in. Then, pulling back slightly, he slammed down with his entire weight. She squealed like a stuck pig as the shaft slid in until he was balls deep inside her.
She was crying now, but with the big dildo still inside her and his cock rammed into her ass her juices were flowing and she could feel an orgasm building even as she was being so brutally ass-****d. How he started pulling back and slamming forward, r****g that so recently virgin ass violently.
She was screaming and crying, but she was not saying stop anymore. In fact, she had been fantasizing about this violent taking of her ass for many years, but never had experienced it. She felt as if her colon was being turned inside out as he pulled almost all the way back and then slammed back down on her knocking the breath out of her.
He purposefully held back as long as he could, but the tightness of that virgin ass and to feel of that huge dildo through the thin tissues of her pussy and colon was too much for him. In no time he gave out a loud yell, slammed into her one more time, and emptied every drop of come he had deep inside her bowels. Finally, he had taken all three of her holes, but he was not done with them yet.
He pulled out and then back in milking the last from his balls. Then he produced a rather sizeable butt plug. With quite a bit of effort he inserted it into her now gaping anus until the body slipped passed her stretched sphincter and was firmly secured inside of her.
He let her bake a little while longer while he cleaned up and then untied her and led her by her chain and collar back to the house. There he actually removed the dildo so she could pee if she had to. He replaced the dildo and the cock gag, locking it in place, the securing the dildo and butt plug with the chastity belt. Then he led her out to the barn. The sun was still up when he opened a trap door to an underground chamber. He led her down into it, closed the hatch and secured it with a metal bar. There she would stay for awhile until he was ready to use her that evening.
She felt around her dark enclosure. There was very little light seeping in around the hatch. She managed to find some hay and curled up in a corner as she was now shaking from the sunburn and feeling both hot and cold at the same time.
It was well after dark when he returned. He retrieved her and led her to an open part of the barn when he had set up a framework. I looked a little like a metal saw horse with a about four-foot metal bar supported by two legs on each end slopping outward.
First, he retired her hands behind her back. Then he took two pieces rope and began to wrap them very tightly around each breast with one longer end handing down. He bent her over the bar, it running the long way from just below her chin to just above her puss. He tied the ropes from her tits below the bar, stretching them as far as they would go and assuring, she would stay in that position.
Now he tied her feel to two rings in the floor spaced so far apart that her toes were barely touching. Finally, tying a piece of leather into her hair, he pulled her had back and tied It to her bound hands. With her head up, mouth hanging open, and her legs so widely spread, all three holes were available to be taken.
He temporarily removed the chastity belt and butt plug with much effort, poured a copious amount of vodka into her, and replaced the plug. The undiluted alcohol burned her insides and she squealed in pain as it began to immediately be absorbed, making her drunk in minutes.
Now he began to fuck her face. First slowly, then faster, pulling her hair and reaching down to slap her breasts occasionally. To his amazement, he was sure he saw and orgasm pass over her body as she groaned around his cock and her pelvis spasmed again and again. He smiled. She was going to be a good pain slut and slave.
With his cock now fully hard he proceeded to remove the huge dildo in her pussy with some effort. He replaced it with his cock, but she was so dilated now he could barely tell he was inside her. He laughed, “well your cunt is destroyed now, bitch.”
He proceeded to work his fist into her cunt with some effort. Finally, it slipped in and he began to fist fuck her, again stretching out his fingers to violate her cervix. To his delight she had another large orgasm.
His own erection was in full slower now. He slammed the dildo back into her cunt, removed the butt plug, and with only one or two thrusts buried himself balls deep in her ass. He started to fuck her hard with long hard thrusts, driving the frame almost off the ground. It was the most violent anal **** you could imagine and how a constant stream of obscene insults come from his mouth.
“Thake it you filthy whore! I am going to turn your ass inside out before I am done. Feel it cunt, you are nothing but fuck meat. I am going to destroy all your filthy holes!’
He continued to fuck her ass, and to his delight she shook with not one but two mor orgasm, groaning and crying. Finally, he could take more. With a great bellow like a bull he released his load deep into her rectum. He continued to drive into her for some time, his come squishing around his cock. Finally, he pulled out and replaced the butt plug.
He replaced the cock gag in her mouth, and left her there for a while, all three holes stuffed, while he went in the refresh himself.
When he returned her neck was stiff from being pulled back so much, and her whole body was burning with her sun exposure. He untied her and leaving the dildo and butt plug in place led her waddling back to the house. He gave her a food bar and some water before leading her back to the bedroom. He removed the dildo and butt plug and let her shower. Afterwards, he locked the chain to the frame of the bed, replaced the butt plug with a slightly bigger one, and proceeded to fist-fuck her one more time. Finally, when he tired, he replaced the large dildo, locking it in place with the chastity belt for the night.
The next day, Sunday, it was quite late before he awoke her. He was aroused this morning and immediately removed the chastity belt and butt plug and ****d her ass, while brutalizing her sunburned tits. Before letting her leave, he had one more torture for her.
He marched her out to the barn, untied her hands and placed them in leather cuffs. He hooked these to the chain of an overhead block-and-tackle pulley system. Then slowly he began to lift her until she was suspended in mid-air, her useless legs flailing.
He wanted to hear her screams so he took out the gag. Her eyes got big as he dragged in his latest torture device. On top of the frame she had been tied to yesterday he had fastened a large metal cone. It started as a sharp point and then broadened out across a foot or more to at least 8 inches. He placed it under her and slowly lowered her suspended body until the sharp point just reached her anus.
She was shaking and pleading now, “No, please, no. I will do anything you want. Please NOOOO!”
He laughed “I told you I would ruin your ass, well here it is.” Slowly he lowered her ass onto the cone. Here legs were not close to the ground and there was nothing solid to wrap her thighs around, so she was totally at his mercy.
He delighted in slowly torturing her ass, lowering her an inch or two then raising her only to lower her again. Now her anus was stretched two inches or so, still smaller than the body of the largest butt plug he had used on her. The he lowered her more and more. She stretched to reach the floor but it was not close.
Her screams were violent now, as she continued to plead, but he kept lowering her bit by bit. Finally, he noted that there was slack in the chain suspending her as her whole weight was not being supported by her ass. She began to moan in pain, and then to his delight her body started shaking in a strong orgasm. To help it along he applied a vibrator to her clit and she exploded. Finally, her toes just touched the floor, but she had no strength to hold herself.
He left her there for several minutes as she slipped slightly lower as her tortured anus was further torn apart. Now for the last act of cruelty he started raising her back up. When she was finally free, he examined her gaping ass. Her anus slowly contracted around its base. But did not fully close anymore.
Now he removed the dildo lodged in her pussy and lowered her again, this time centering the sharp cone on her cunt. Without warning he rather quickly lowered her onto to cone, impaling her cunt and splitting her wide apart. She screamed in pain as the cone stretched her opening to the breaking point. She was screaming and shaking uncontrollable now, but when he pressed the vibrator to her clit she really exploded in a pain/pleasure driven orgasm.
Suddenly she gave out a last loud scream and dropped u*********s. Slowly he lifted her off the cone and then let her down to the floor. She lay there like a broken doll. He picked her up and carried her back to the house, placing her u*********s form on the bed. He removed the collar and chain he had imprisoned her with. There he left her for a while.
Finally, he heard her groan as she regained consciousness. Everything hurt. Her sunburn hurt, her pussy and ass ached. At this time, he suddenly turned gentle for the first time. He started rubbing some aloe cream on her sunburn, rather tenderly massaging her back, ass, breasts, stomach and thighs. As she recovered, he held her up and fed her an energy drink and some heavy-duty pain meds. Slowly she began to revive.
He helped her into the bathroom to let her pee. He filled the enema bag with some soothing solution and administered a through washing to her colon and then her pussy. Finally, he helped her shower and let her lay down to rest for a short time.
It was getting a little late in the afternoon when he roused her and reminded her, she had to drive home. In preparation he first inserted a rather large butt plug. It went in fairly easily this time as her ass was so destroyed. Now he began to play with her pussy. First, he inserted a rather bulbous, pink devise that had a longer tail sticking out the front. Then, he inserted a small dildo to hold the first device in place inside her now stretched pussy. He worked over her inner and out pussy lips with some substance that burned a little. Finally, he added the chastity belt, locking it firmly to hold all the appliances in place.
He led her out to the kitchen and gave her another energy drink and two protein drinks. He then demonstrated the device he had secured inside her. He showed her his phone and the app. Then with his finger he raised the bar. The device in her pussy began to vibrator stronger and stronger as he raised it. She gasped and began to pant as he wobbled it up and down.
After a few more minutes, he led her out to her car. Her purse was beside her on the seat, and her phone was propped up in a holder where she could see it clearly. “When you get home you will find a package delivered yesterday. It will contain the key to the chastity belt and a few other items for you. Until then enjoy the trip.”
“Your car has Bluetooth so you will only need to use voice controls to answer my calls,” he began as he seater her naked in her car. “It is almost 5 so you should be home by about 10. Have a good trip back, and next time your place.”
The last caught her by surprise. She had not started to think about the next time. She started to drive away; very conscious she was naked. She hoped her tinted side windows would hide her a little until the sun went down.
She had only gone 30 minutes or so, approaching the interstate when she got his first Skype call. She answered using her car’s system. He was smiling. “Good, you are still naked. I was afraid you would try and cover up somehow and that would mean real torture next time we meet.” She wondered if what she had gone through was not torture what was.
The device inside her came alive as he ramped it up and down. She had trouble concentrating on the road. He kept it up until she could not take it much more. She pulled over to the side of the two-lain road, into what looked like a closed business. He kept it up until she climaxed, then finally lowered it down. “Go on now, slut, I will call you later. Oh, and you will need gas in a couple of hours or so. Figure out how you are going to handle that. It would be bad to be stalled on the side of the road in your condition.” He laughed again as he hung up.
She had gone about an hour when the phone rang again. Again, he turned on the vibrator until she was distracted. “You are coming up to a rest area”, he noted. “Pull into it and park.” She did as told, shaking now from the vibrations as they went up and down.
He forced her to have another orgasm. Her fluids were now leaking out around the devices and the chastity belt and soaking into the seat. She began to realize he could track her exact location and was following her.
A little later she was approaching a major city and knew she would been gas before she got out the other side. She got off on a small exit, looking for a small, more private gas station. She found one with two banks of pumps and no one there at the moment. He pulled into the far one, her door away from the office. Fortunately, the gas tank was on her side. Without warning the vibrator started. She struggled to get her credit card, slip out and start the process. With her knees shaking, it was all she could do to punch to correct buttons. Finally, the gas was flowing and she got back in the car to wait for the tank to fill.
The vibrator was still going and she was close to another orgasm when a huge pickup truck with two big guys in it pulled up to the other side of her pumps. She tried to shrink down hoping they would not see her. Her pump was done, and she waited for a moment when neither guy was looking at her. She hoped out, put up the pump, jumped back in the car and started it as fast as she could. The two men had seen her one tried to step in front of her to stope her, but she got away.
Suddenly, she could hold back her orgasm no more. She pulled into a driveway as wave after wave swept over her. Finally, the vibrator stopped and she realized she was in the driveway to a small church and the evening service was apparently just letting out. She backed out and got away as fast as she could.
Back on the interstate he called again. “Well that was well done, bitch. Hoped you enjoyed your little gas stop, but coming in the parking lot of a church, you are sure going to Hell.” He laughed as he hung up.
He left her alone for some time as she maneuvered through heavy traffic around the city. It was dark now, but still the street light illuminated her occasionally. Several truck drivers honked at her and one or two tall vehicles tried to follow her for some time.
He called again, but this time did not activate the vibrator. He reminded her to watch her speed as she was going through a couple of towns infamous as speed traps. He then left her alone until she was pulling into her neighborhood, then without warning the vibrator came on high. He called just as she pulled into the garage.
“I just wanted to watch my little slut come one more time. You are one horny bitch!” Indeed, he did make her come again, ramping it up and down teasing her. When she was finally coming down, he turned it off. “Call me if you have any problem,” he laughed and hung up.
She found the box on her front stoop. She opened it. There inside a small locket was the key along with a note. “Wear this around your neck so you do not loose the key and as a reminder.” Also, in the box was a box of Depends with a note that red “Your ass and maybe your pussy will be leaking for some days, so you had better use these.” There was also a gag with a short rubber dildo attached and several other vibrators. There was a USB charging chord for the vibrator inside her. Finally, there was a belt with attachments for cuffs on it along with a set of four ankle and wrist cuffs.
She hurried inside and into the bathroom. As she sat on the toilet, she unlocked the chastity belt. She struggled to remove the butt plug, but finally it came out. When she turned to remove the dildo and vibrating torture device, she was shocked. Her outer pussy lips were stuck together! Feeling along the edges she discovered there was only a small one-inch hole next to her clit. Inserting one finger she discovered that her inner lips were also stuck together.
Frantic now, she called her tormentor back. “What have you done to me?” She demanded. “That is no way for a slave to address her Master,” he began. “Now try again.”
She swallowed, “Kind Sir, my pussy lips seemed to be stuck together. Would you be so kind as to tell me nhw to get them unstuck, Master?”
He laughed hardily. “That is much better, my little slut. Your pussy is cemented wit super glue. You will have to go on line, find out how to dissolve it, and tomorrow go to the store for the needed solvent. Until then you are stuck,” and with than the vibrator came to life again.
With a little searching she found that Acetone dissolved super glue and that finger nail polish remover contained Acetone. She had none in the house, so she had to wait until morning to go to the d**g store. Meanwhile, her Master tortured her all night with the vibrator coming on for a short time but not long enough to give her any relief.
Finally, the next morning she got to the pharmacy with a few vibrating interruptions. With Q-tips and acetone she eventually got her pussy open. That is when she received a text message.
“Good morning slut. Now that you have it out, plug the vibrator in to a USB outlet. You never know when you might need it. I will see you in a few weeks.”
She had not slept much for the last few days, so as soon as she settled down, she fell fast asleep. She awoke well after dark. “That was the most realistic dream,” she thought to herself. She had fantasized about such things for so long, but never that realistic. She got up to go to the bathroom and saw her sunburned body and her bruised tits, now turning green. She felt her sore and stretched pussy and ass.
“Oh my God,” she thought. “IT WAS REAL!”