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He stopped pounding her hole immediately. The once tender, bare folds of her female core now felt like hamburger meat, worse yet, flaming hamburger meat. He withdrew from her completely and she felt the tip slide out and graze her aching swollen clit. As much as she protested, she loved it when he took her roughly. The evidence of such now slowly traced it's way over the contours of her inner thigh.

She held her breath and gripped more tightly the toilet seat. She thought for sure she would find most of her nails broken off in the underside of the white ring. She felt a shiver travel through her body as she heard him exhale slowly, almost whistling as the air escaped his lungs.

His hand, still in her hair, tensed suddenly and forced her to turn and drop to her knees all in the same movement. His other hand touched just under her chin and pushed her gaze to his. He grinned, cold and cruel, the kind of grin that needs no words to explain the evil intent behind it.

He let go of her hair but never broke eye contact. He grabbed the braided cord that was used to tie the shower curtain back and it slid easily from its hook and lay limp in his hand. It's pretty burgundy twists looked harmless, but she knew all to well how it bit into her wrists when she was tied with it. Refusing to bow her head but not liking the coldness in his gaze she closed her eyes and waited for whatever was to come next. The on thing she knew for certain, it wouldn't be her.

He looped the rope around her throat and then down her back to her wrists. She had to bend and arch till her shoulder blades resembled small wings in order to keep the pressure off her throat. The feel of his hand applying pressure to her throat was a thrill but this, he knew all to well, she did not like at all. He stood back and examined her as if admiring a sculpture.

He finally settled on the first flaw to correct. He reached down and with lightening speed ripped the shirt open in the front. He examined her, this time walking around her in slow circles trying to make up his mind what to add or subtract next.

First came the blindfold and then the nipple clamps biting into her aching erect nipples. He tightened them down till she whimpered. She may have been blinded but the rest of her senses became very attune to everything around, trying to find a hint as to what was in store next.

She heard the metal slide from its leather sheath and found herself unable to swallow or breath from the wave of erotic fear that swept over her. He took his time cutting a little of the shirt off here, dragging the cold metal edge over bare flesh there, tormenting her most sensitive areas by poking them with the tip of the blade and dragging it around the area. He took his time slicing, and ripping the shirt from her body, because he took pleasure in her fear, but also in her obvious arousal.

He leaned in close to her shaking form, "I can smell your fear. I can almost taste your hesitant arousal in the air. My little fraidy cat is turned on by me doing this. ADMIT IT!"

She remained silent while he shoved her face down into the floor, held her by the rope between her tormented shoulders, and the first lash of his belt found the smooth skin of her ass. Then she simply answered with her cries and squirming. She moved trying to avoid the lashes and only succeeded in the strap finding it's way between her legs.

When her cries subsided to short quiet sobs, he rolled her over and forced his rock hard tool between her lips and resumed the pounding motion he had given her twat. Watching his cock disappear in and out of her mouth. He pulled her arms down so that her oxygen was cut off for a second and then let them go so she could catch her breath quickly only to repeat it again, and again, and again. He felt himself getting close and his little gasping slut did too.

She opened her mouth wider and doubled her efforts as best she could considering his rhythm. He was on the verge and she arched her neck so his load would glide down into her throat easily. He grabbed her throat and held it firmly as he pulled his cock out from between her swollen lips and shot his release all over her face.

He released her throat, wiped his cock off in her hair and left His slave lying in the bathroom floor until he finished his plans for her for the weekend.