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Your hardcore nightmare continues. With all your toys attached, I took a few pics. I know how blackmail fantasies get you off.


This Mistress is always thinking with an eye down the road. I unfastened your wrists and told you to get on your knees, while I grabbed the kennel keys. “Crawl like a dog over here to the enormous black kennel”. You comply. You feel the weights on your nipple clamps and parachute pulling at your flesh. I’m pleased by your vocal discomfiture. I never wanted any of this for your comfort. Your fetish feeds mine. Moan some more; it makes me smile. Directing you to step halfway into your steel cage I tell you to lookup. I can tell by the fear in your eyes, you recognize what I’m holding in my hand.


A pear is the most hardcore ass toy I could have surprised you with at that moment. I pulled it out of nowhere. Gleaming chrome that looked like the head of some space alien. It appears roughly 4 inches at its widest with dark hints of danger accenting it to its tip. Your whimper was delightful, might I add. I slathered it with lubrication and pressed it against your little brown starfish. Without a warning, you felt me force open your willing ass till you gaped to receive it in full. The pop of comfort you felt as it snuggled inside like a familiar butt plug. While your ass cheeks sucked tight around it I used my crop to cover them in red, bright and inflamed. Your “Fischer Price donut dick” dripped precum. I opened the pear, twisted, the beast began to unfurl inside of you.

Our hardcore domination scene amped right up.

When your backside was suitably marked I prodded you the rest of the way into the kennel. Now, roll over onto your back, bitch. That’s right. I love how fast you respond to my each command. You’re an impressive slut. I took another photo of you on your back in the cage. I could see your nipple clamps and their decorations hanging to either side of your chest… and your parachute dragging down your nuts between your thighs. But the finishing touch your plastic penis donut-clad dick. Your purple crown dripped like a waterfall down its side. Hardcore humiliation kind of came with this gig didn’t it? Straddling the cage of your head I requested that you open your mouth. Leaning forward along the top of your pen I let loose a stream of hot nectar and watched it splash across your face.


I knew you were ready for the big finale when I let you crawl out of the cage and stand up facing me. I’d saved the best for last. Taking my leather ball pouch, I stabbed it with 10 silver thumbtacks, pointing inward. Encasing your scrotum very loosely I heard your intake of breath while the tips grazed your sack. I pulled closed the top and listened to you scream while I pierced your scrotum ten-times over with a tight fit around the bag. My laughter echoed across the walls. I’ve always found hardcore testicle torture hot as fuck! I bent you over the leather padded workhorse and clasped you bent in half to each corner by your wrists and ankles. Fastening my biggest dildo to my black strap-on harness I was excited when I took my place behind you.

Anal training hit all the right spots!

Ripping the pear from your anus left a gaping cavern begging for my 11-inch weapon. I plundered your depth with one, slow, deep stroke. Your crying goaded me into full-on pile driving and your screams drove me deeper, faster. Every thrust was delicious torture. You can’t deny the high you got every time I hit bottom and pounded those tacks into you from the rear. As I ripped the flesh on your nuts my tool was rubbing your prostate. With a scream, your load poured right into the dish I’d placed beneath it. You quivered and shook as one pulse at a time another string of pearly jizz dripped into the receptacle. Still shaking while I pulled out and undid your bindings, you couldn’t believe the next words out of my mouth. Get to your knees cunt, and lick that clean. Hardcore enough for you?

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