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The Experiment, or at least what he liked to call abducting some poor girl and keeping her well locked up and degraded.
Charlotte moaned as she awoke, her stretched out arms aching and her wrists stinging from the metal digging into them. Her ass ached and the dull throb in her breasts began to resurface in mind. She sobbed once and then stared at the glow across the dark barren room. There was one sliver of light coming in from under the thick metal door. The only way in and out of the small concrete walled room, she found herself sealed up in.
A place where time stood still for the most part. The passage of time marked only by the automatic turning on of a single bare bulb in her little hell hole. And of course, his like clockwork like visits. Visits which she had dreaded at first, but now as her stomach gurgled in the near dark and she tried to wet her parched lips, she relished his arrival. Hungry for the sick and twisted meal he would offer her.
She tried to shift her weak legs, their lack of use over the past few weeks beginning to show. The stiff iron spreader bar meant only inches of movement. The weight of the bar and chain, fastened to a well anchored bolt in the cold dirty cement floor, had drained her of any hope of freedom or escape.
Charlotte sobbed slightly as she felt her empty stomach growl for food. ‘Thank god it was an odd numbered day’, she thought. An odd day, on his horrific ‘Experimental Calendar’, meant her stomach might get a little protein through the day. ‘Protein’, that’s what he laughingly called his cum.
On those odd numbered days, he happily fed his hot cum to her, as many times as she begged, to swallow, suck and slurp on his cock. On even days she got to hydrate. To drink his warm piss, until she had her fill. And lately, so broken and hopeless she was, that she pleaded for him to stay, to let her suck and swallow his dick over and over and until she would drain his balls and literally leave him dry.
Her anger, then fear and despair and finally humiliation, at being kept locked up like this, had long disappeared over the many weeks since he took her, leaving her chained and cuffed up in this horrible state. Now she was just a whimpering, begging thin bag of bones and emaciated flesh. Her hands useless and her thinning wrists constantly locked in some sort of steel trap, as she sat on the cool hard floor or hung from a hook in the ceiling, alone and defeated and awaiting his arrival.
The single bare bulb flashed on and Charlotte blinked back the brightness. She swallowed, her dry throat becoming sore. She glanced down at her sagging shrivelled and dried cum covered breasts, her nipples hideously stretched from the tortuous weights he enjoyed making her tits suffer with. Her rib cage showed everywhere and she gave out a mournful sigh. Her eyes tried to water with tears, wondering how long she would last, how long would he keep inflicting this depraved experiment on her.
God she needed to eat, she needed to quell the horrible emptiness in her stomach. She prayed he would arrive soon. She could literally taste his semen on her tongue. Sickly and humiliatingly, she had grown accustomed to its taste and now even dreamed about swallowing mouth fulls, in her broken painful sleeps.
And as if her body was now on his perverted and twisted feeding schedule, the worst gurgling noises of the morning coincided with the scratching sounds of the lock on the far side of the door. The door swung open and her tormentor’s large brutish frame filled the entrance. The black outline of his body approached her and she shivered more than a noticeable bit.
“Good morning Subject #1, how is my pretty little piss and cum dump on this wonderful sunny morning?” his deep voice taunted her. His shadow loomed over her gaunt and stretched up torso. His huge erection resting on the top of her mess of blonde hair, as he checked her rigid metal wrists restraints for secureness.
“I notice you don’t attempt to cower or even whimper anymore at my entrance. Remember the first few days? When you screamed your head off, when you could?” He asked, as he backed away and pulled over a small stool to sit on.
He planted his wide naked ass on the stool and smiled at his captive. He had a bag, with a golden ‘M’ on it, in his hand which he opened up. The smell instantly hitting Charlotte’s nostrils and making her whine in an outburst of begging.
“Oh gawd..please Sir…please let me have some…please…I will do anything for it ..pleassssee..myy..yy gawwwd please.” She began to sob.
He looked at her with a knowing smirk and took a bite of the breakfast sandwich and then let out a long appreciative hum. “ Hmmm damn good…Does my little cum eater want some?”
He held out the sandwich and gestured towards Charlotte. Her head was nodding fiercely in the hope he would feed her even the tiniest morsel. “Yes sir , please sir…I would love a bite sir…”
Her collared neck craning as he drew the food closer to her open mouth. Her tongue hanging out as he moved the sandwich to within inches of her puffy bruised lips. Her hips almost lifting off the soiled floor as her weak arms strained in the metal cuffs to move her head closer.
Then he drew it back and laughed before taking a huge bite. With his mouth full, he spit out ,”NOPE …not for a cum whore like you. You only get cock and piss. Or otherwise you would fuck up the experiment.”
Charlotte moaned and cried out a tiny almost inaudible, ‘Noo please noo’. Her head dropping and her eyes downcast in utter hopelessness. “
“I don’t want to be an experiment anymore…please sir…Please let me go. Please let me eat …I don’t want to die like this” She begged out, her eyes never rising to meet his.
He nodded over at the calendar as he took one last bite of the sandwich, “Look you dumb whore, I have had you on a diet of nothing but piss and cum for over four weeks now. Fantastic science is happening here. I want to see how long we can make this go on…Don’t you? for the greater good of science? I mean think of how many men have wondered how long a woman could live on just cum alone.” He chuckled, before adding.
“It’s Impressive don’t you think, that you are still alive? Still able and eager to suck my cock, to drink my piss and be an all-round crybaby and screaming little cum sucker when I string you up to be punished?”
Charlotte shook at his words, the memories of her last, utterly for no reason, punishment session fresh in her mind and still aching in her most intimate parts. He had suspended her from the ceiling by her steel encased wrists and flogged her endlessly with the leather stranded whip.
Then to add to her misery, he wired up her tormented nipples, attaching the electrical leads to the chain links weighing down her abused nipples. All while he made her permanently cuffed and spread wide feet, stand, or should we say hop about, in the pool of his piss at her feet. The piss conducting electricity up thru her body as he lay a bare wire from his battery pack in the liquid and looped it back up to her nipples.
“You know what I want to do today to you Subject #1?”, He asked leaning in on the stool.
Charlotte shook her head timidly and in a frightened shivering response replied, “No sir, I don’t…but..but..plll”
“SSSHH” he said loudly, reaching out to put a finger to her lips and schuss her begging whine.
“I don’t want to hear any more begging from you subject #1. Simply put, you’re just an experiment now. A formerly nice piece of tits and ass, that I get to use and test out as I see fit. You don’t get a say in this. And if you beg anymore, well see those gags over there you disliked so much in the beginning? Well they are going back into use.” He threatened.
She glanced at the gags and remembered how horrid they were to wear 24 -7 when he first took her. She gulped and then whispered, “Sorry Sir…I was wrong to beg.” Tears dribbling from her eyes, her face trying to look contrite and avoid the horror of having her mouth forced open or plugged in utter silence.
He pointed at the battery pack and the new metallic cone attachment and grinned. “I bet you know where that thing can go? Fully electrified too, it can shock the living hell out of a girl’s cunt or ass.It can make you dance like the cutest screaming puppet.”
She nodded in terrifying realization of what he might do to her next. She looked up at him ready to beg, but immediately bit back the pleading words forming on her lips. Instead just a little sob escaped her lips and her stomach growled again from the hunger pains wracking her body.
Instead she went right to the point and begged for what she thought would please him. “Please Sir, please feed me your cock…I need your cum…I want your cum, so badly Sir.. I am so hungry for your semen, for your seed…for your protein Sir. Let me suck our cock..please Sir..Please..I need to be fed.”
He smiled at her impulsive sobbing outburst and dropped the last half of his breakfast sandwich on the floor. Her mournful eyes following it as if it were gold he had thrown away.
“Enough of the sandwich, think I want some fries.” He said as he reached into the bag. He pulled out a long fry and quickly chomped at it. He pulled another and then flung it at the Battery pack and clamps. She was eyeing the evil looking device now with obvious dread, as he tauntingly tossed another shoe string french fry at the battery and its various attachments.
Then he pulled out another and flicked it at her face, to get her attention back. There was a squeak of disbelief from Charlotte. Her captive body instantly pulled at all the solid restraints as she futilely jerked her head about trying to capture the airborne fry.
The fry bounced off her chin and then fell down to land in a small pool of piss and wasted cum hidden between her spread thighs. She visibly looked defeated to him, as her shoulders shook and she sobbed.
“Tell you what subject #1, I will feed you some fries but here’s what it will cost you. One fry, one fried nipple. You willing to let me clamp your left nipple and shock the shit out of it for the rest of the day…Even as I cum over and over in your mouth too?”
He said this with the most evil smirk on his face, waiting with anticipation of what she would do for a single french fry. There was a brief look of terror and then resignation on Charlotte’s face, as she nodded in almost instant agreement.
“Well that was a fast bit of agreeing,” he muttered, as he picked up the thrown and now soggy fry from between her thighs. He held it out to touch her lips, her tongue protruding to lick at it. He pushed the wet fry into her mouth and watched as she shut her mouth and eyes and slowly chewed and swallowed the dirty morsel.
She opened her eyes to see him now standing over her, one large hand stroking his cock the other holding another fry. She watched as he dribbled some precum on the fry and held it out to her mouth. Stopping just shy of her straining lips and tongue as he said, “Another fry and another fried nipple. Your right tit this time. Clamped, crushed and zapped all day. What do you …”
He didn’t even have to finish the sentence. Her blonde head was bobbing and her tongue straining forward. He plunged the fry into her mouth. He laughed loudly, as she chewed and he continued to stroke himself. He grasped another long stiff over cooked fry and then bent to reach it down between her thighs.
Without warning he jabbed it into the folds of her abused pussy and pierced her tight entrance of a cunt. There was a momentary short scream from his subject, as Charlotte’s cunt stung from the salt on the fry. He gave it a second as she gasped and groaned. Then he quickly pulled it out and held it an inch from her lips.
“You want this one? Then guess where that shiny new instrument of electrical torment goes?” He asked knowingly.
He was fully surprised when Charlotte sputtered out between sobs, ”I don’t care, plug my ass, plug my pussy, just feed me the fry sir…pleassse feed me the fry.” She begged.
He stuffed the cunt flavoured potato stick into her mouth and she chewed it greedily. He was enjoying her new tears of humiliation as she swallowed the tiny bit of solid food. He was now stroking his cock rapidly and grinning at an idea he had. ‘Just how broken was his little captive test subject?’ he wondered.
Picking up the last uneaten half of his breakfast sandwich off the dirty floor, he held it under his dick as began to cum. He groaned as he made himself ejaculate, rich strands of white ooze covering the cold half eaten mess of bun and meat.
He could see her eyes growing large as he finished jacking off into the sandwich and he held it to her mouth. “So subject #1, are you willing to let me stuff your ass with that dildo, while I then make you lick my ass clean? You willing to utterly degrade yourself for a semen covered breakfast bite?”
His experiment, he now realized, was taking on a new mission, a mission to see how far a woman would degrade herself to eat, to survive. And it looked like it was very far, as his captive held open her mouth and groaned in utter acceptance. Her whole face straining to shorten the distance of her lips to the pathetic chunk of food he held out.
He pushed it in past her spread wide lips. Her mouth eagerly chomping down on the cum covered chunk of food as if it was the main course at a Michelin starred restaurant. Charlotte was panting and chewing the food quickly. As she swallowed the last bit, she glanced to the floor, her eyes beginning to leak small tears, as realization crept in.
“Oh gawd, oh noo…noo….no” she whispered to herself. The horror of what she had done, what she had told him to do to her, just so she could eat a small bit of garbage like food, hitting her full force. She glanced up at her grinning captor and then begged.
“Oh Gawd Sir.. I take it back…Please don’t do those things..please I beg you ..pleassse don’t hurt me…pleasssse. Anything but those horrible things..pleasssse.” she sobbed out uncontrollably.
His grin disappeared and was replaced by what could only be called, a look of pissed off rage. Her mistake quickly dawning on her as she screamed at his approach and she began to suffer every bit as he had promised and more…
…… A few hours later ……
“Need some more dessert you stupid cum dump?” he growled at his experiment. He was well over his rage at her outburst and was just having fun now, making her suffer excruciatingly long and hard. He figured another good round of fucking her mouth and throat was in order, while he gave her broken body a break from being electrified.
He stood directly over her trapped body. His feet planted on either side of her quivering thighs. Her head was bobbing randomly around as a buzzing sound filled the room. The was a slight burning smell as well and small grey wisps were rising from his subject’s darkened hard nipples.
He looked at the new rivulets of blood running down her forearms. The skin of her trapped wrists, were shredding in the metal restraints as her hands fisted and shook. Her moans coming from her pried open mouth, as the electricity flowed thru her tits and pussy, made his cock super hard.
He smiled as he thought about how much she much be suffering and how much her singed nipples and cunt must be stinging, not to mention her ass stretched and impaled with the dildo.
He bent over and flicked off the battery pack. Her jerking body stilling after a second or two, her eyes cloudy and vacant. He grabbed her hair and positioned her ring gagged mouth at the tip of his throbbing cock.
He could see her focus returning and her mournful sorry eyes rolling upwards, as he moved his hips forward. He sunk his cock deep into her mouth, even as she started to groan thru the large jaw breaking ring gag, she was now regrettably back to wearing.
Her choking and spasming throat muscles massaging his thick throbbing cock’s head. He gripped her head, digging his fingers into her matted dirty hair and began to skull fuck her in earnest. Wet harsh gagging sounds, filling the small chamber, from his manly hard long shaft pummeling her oral cavity.
Charlotte gagged and choked on his shaft and fought to swallow his cum, again for the umpteenth time that day. It came in hot erupting spurts straight into her sore throat…she needed it, she wanted it to fill her hurting stomach. But most of all she wanted his punishment of her ravaged tender body parts to end.
But we all know how that would play out, don’t we….
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The Experiment, or at least what he liked to call abducting some poor girl and keeping her well locked up and degraded.
Charlotte moaned as she awoke, her stretched out arms aching and her wrists stinging from the metal digging into them. Her ass ached and the dull throb in her breasts began to resurface in mind. She sobbed once and then stared at the glow across the dark barren room. There was one sliver of light coming in from under the thick metal door. The only way in and out of the small concrete walled room, she found herself sealed up in.
A place where time stood still for the most part. The passage of time marked only by the automatic turning on of a single bare bulb in her little hell hole. And of course, his like clockwork like visits. Visits which she had dreaded at first, but now as her stomach gurgled in the near dark and she tried to wet her parched lips, she relished his arrival. Hungry for the sick and twisted meal he would offer her.
She tried to shift her weak legs, their lack of use over the past few weeks beginning to show. The stiff iron spreader bar meant only inches of movement. The weight of the bar and chain, fastened to a well anchored bolt in the cold dirty cement floor, had drained her of any hope of freedom or escape.
Charlotte sobbed slightly as she felt her empty stomach growl for food. ‘Thank god it was an odd numbered day’, she thought. An odd day, on his horrific ‘Experimental Calendar’, meant her stomach might get a little protein through the day. ‘Protein’, that’s what he laughingly called his cum.
On those odd numbered days, he happily fed his hot cum to her, as many times as she begged, to swallow, suck and slurp on his cock. On even days she got to hydrate. To drink his warm piss, until she had her fill. And lately, so broken and hopeless she was, that she pleaded for him to stay, to let her suck and swallow his dick over and over and until she would drain his balls and literally leave him dry.
Her anger, then fear and despair and finally humiliation, at being kept locked up like this, had long disappeared over the many weeks since he took her, leaving her chained and cuffed up in this horrible state. Now she was just a whimpering, begging thin bag of bones and emaciated flesh. Her hands useless and her thinning wrists constantly locked in some sort of steel trap, as she sat on the cool hard floor or hung from a hook in the ceiling, alone and defeated and awaiting his arrival.
The single bare bulb flashed on and Charlotte blinked back the brightness. She swallowed, her dry throat becoming sore. She glanced down at her sagging shrivelled and dried cum covered breasts, her nipples hideously stretched from the tortuous weights he enjoyed making her tits suffer with. Her rib cage showed everywhere and she gave out a mournful sigh. Her eyes tried to water with tears, wondering how long she would last, how long would he keep inflicting this depraved experiment on her.
God she needed to eat, she needed to quell the horrible emptiness in her stomach. She prayed he would arrive soon. She could literally taste his semen on her tongue. Sickly and humiliatingly, she had grown accustomed to its taste and now even dreamed about swallowing mouth fulls, in her broken painful sleeps.
And as if her body was now on his perverted and twisted feeding schedule, the worst gurgling noises of the morning coincided with the scratching sounds of the lock on the far side of the door. The door swung open and her tormentor’s large brutish frame filled the entrance. The black outline of his body approached her and she shivered more than a noticeable bit.
“Good morning Subject #1, how is my pretty little piss and cum dump on this wonderful sunny morning?” his deep voice taunted her. His shadow loomed over her gaunt and stretched up torso. His huge erection resting on the top of her mess of blonde hair, as he checked her rigid metal wrists restraints for secureness.
“I notice you don’t attempt to cower or even whimper anymore at my entrance. Remember the first few days? When you screamed your head off, when you could?” He asked, as he backed away and pulled over a small stool to sit on.
He planted his wide naked ass on the stool and smiled at his captive. He had a bag, with a golden ‘M’ on it, in his hand which he opened up. The smell instantly hitting Charlotte’s nostrils and making her whine in an outburst of begging.
“Oh gawd..please Sir…please let me have some…please…I will do anything for it ..pleassssee..myy..yy gawwwd please.” She began to sob.
He looked at her with a knowing smirk and took a bite of the breakfast sandwich and then let out a long appreciative hum. “ Hmmm damn good…Does my little cum eater want some?”
He held out the sandwich and gestured towards Charlotte. Her head was nodding fiercely in the hope he would feed her even the tiniest morsel. “Yes sir , please sir…I would love a bite sir…”
Her collared neck craning as he drew the food closer to her open mouth. Her tongue hanging out as he moved the sandwich to within inches of her puffy bruised lips. Her hips almost lifting off the soiled floor as her weak arms strained in the metal cuffs to move her head closer.
Then he drew it back and laughed before taking a huge bite. With his mouth full, he spit out ,”NOPE …not for a cum whore like you. You only get cock and piss. Or otherwise you would fuck up the experiment.”
Charlotte moaned and cried out a tiny almost inaudible, ‘Noo please noo’. Her head dropping and her eyes downcast in utter hopelessness. “
“I don’t want to be an experiment anymore…please sir…Please let me go. Please let me eat …I don’t want to die like this” She begged out, her eyes never rising to meet his.
He nodded over at the calendar as he took one last bite of the sandwich, “Look you dumb whore, I have had you on a diet of nothing but piss and cum for over four weeks now. Fantastic science is happening here. I want to see how long we can make this go on…Don’t you? for the greater good of science? I mean think of how many men have wondered how long a woman could live on just cum alone.” He chuckled, before adding.
“It’s Impressive don’t you think, that you are still alive? Still able and eager to suck my cock, to drink my piss and be an all-round crybaby and screaming little cum sucker when I string you up to be punished?”
Charlotte shook at his words, the memories of her last, utterly for no reason, punishment session fresh in her mind and still aching in her most intimate parts. He had suspended her from the ceiling by her steel encased wrists and flogged her endlessly with the leather stranded whip.
Then to add to her misery, he wired up her tormented nipples, attaching the electrical leads to the chain links weighing down her abused nipples. All while he made her permanently cuffed and spread wide feet, stand, or should we say hop about, in the pool of his piss at her feet. The piss conducting electricity up thru her body as he lay a bare wire from his battery pack in the liquid and looped it back up to her nipples.
“You know what I want to do today to you Subject #1?”, He asked leaning in on the stool.
Charlotte shook her head timidly and in a frightened shivering response replied, “No sir, I don’t…but..but..plll”
“SSSHH” he said loudly, reaching out to put a finger to her lips and schuss her begging whine.
“I don’t want to hear any more begging from you subject #1. Simply put, you’re just an experiment now. A formerly nice piece of tits and ass, that I get to use and test out as I see fit. You don’t get a say in this. And if you beg anymore, well see those gags over there you disliked so much in the beginning? Well they are going back into use.” He threatened.
She glanced at the gags and remembered how horrid they were to wear 24 -7 when he first took her. She gulped and then whispered, “Sorry Sir…I was wrong to beg.” Tears dribbling from her eyes, her face trying to look contrite and avoid the horror of having her mouth forced open or plugged in utter silence.
He pointed at the battery pack and the new metallic cone attachment and grinned. “I bet you know where that thing can go? Fully electrified too, it can shock the living hell out of a girl’s cunt or ass.It can make you dance like the cutest screaming puppet.”
She nodded in terrifying realization of what he might do to her next. She looked up at him ready to beg, but immediately bit back the pleading words forming on her lips. Instead just a little sob escaped her lips and her stomach growled again from the hunger pains wracking her body.
Instead she went right to the point and begged for what she thought would please him. “Please Sir, please feed me your cock…I need your cum…I want your cum, so badly Sir.. I am so hungry for your semen, for your seed…for your protein Sir. Let me suck our cock..please Sir..Please..I need to be fed.”
He smiled at her impulsive sobbing outburst and dropped the last half of his breakfast sandwich on the floor. Her mournful eyes following it as if it were gold he had thrown away.
“Enough of the sandwich, think I want some fries.” He said as he reached into the bag. He pulled out a long fry and quickly chomped at it. He pulled another and then flung it at the Battery pack and clamps. She was eyeing the evil looking device now with obvious dread, as he tauntingly tossed another shoe string french fry at the battery and its various attachments.
Then he pulled out another and flicked it at her face, to get her attention back. There was a squeak of disbelief from Charlotte. Her captive body instantly pulled at all the solid restraints as she futilely jerked her head about trying to capture the airborne fry.
The fry bounced off her chin and then fell down to land in a small pool of piss and wasted cum hidden between her spread thighs. She visibly looked defeated to him, as her shoulders shook and she sobbed.
“Tell you what subject #1, I will feed you some fries but here’s what it will cost you. One fry, one fried nipple. You willing to let me clamp your left nipple and shock the shit out of it for the rest of the day…Even as I cum over and over in your mouth too?”
He said this with the most evil smirk on his face, waiting with anticipation of what she would do for a single french fry. There was a brief look of terror and then resignation on Charlotte’s face, as she nodded in almost instant agreement.
“Well that was a fast bit of agreeing,” he muttered, as he picked up the thrown and now soggy fry from between her thighs. He held it out to touch her lips, her tongue protruding to lick at it. He pushed the wet fry into her mouth and watched as she shut her mouth and eyes and slowly chewed and swallowed the dirty morsel.
She opened her eyes to see him now standing over her, one large hand stroking his cock the other holding another fry. She watched as he dribbled some precum on the fry and held it out to her mouth. Stopping just shy of her straining lips and tongue as he said, “Another fry and another fried nipple. Your right tit this time. Clamped, crushed and zapped all day. What do you …”
He didn’t even have to finish the sentence. Her blonde head was bobbing and her tongue straining forward. He plunged the fry into her mouth. He laughed loudly, as she chewed and he continued to stroke himself. He grasped another long stiff over cooked fry and then bent to reach it down between her thighs.
Without warning he jabbed it into the folds of her abused pussy and pierced her tight entrance of a cunt. There was a momentary short scream from his subject, as Charlotte’s cunt stung from the salt on the fry. He gave it a second as she gasped and groaned. Then he quickly pulled it out and held it an inch from her lips.
“You want this one? Then guess where that shiny new instrument of electrical torment goes?” He asked knowingly.
He was fully surprised when Charlotte sputtered out between sobs, ”I don’t care, plug my ass, plug my pussy, just feed me the fry sir…pleassse feed me the fry.” She begged.
He stuffed the cunt flavoured potato stick into her mouth and she chewed it greedily. He was enjoying her new tears of humiliation as she swallowed the tiny bit of solid food. He was now stroking his cock rapidly and grinning at an idea he had. ‘Just how broken was his little captive test subject?’ he wondered.
Picking up the last uneaten half of his breakfast sandwich off the dirty floor, he held it under his dick as began to cum. He groaned as he made himself ejaculate, rich strands of white ooze covering the cold half eaten mess of bun and meat.
He could see her eyes growing large as he finished jacking off into the sandwich and he held it to her mouth. “So subject #1, are you willing to let me stuff your ass with that dildo, while I then make you lick my ass clean? You willing to utterly degrade yourself for a semen covered breakfast bite?”
His experiment, he now realized, was taking on a new mission, a mission to see how far a woman would degrade herself to eat, to survive. And it looked like it was very far, as his captive held open her mouth and groaned in utter acceptance. Her whole face straining to shorten the distance of her lips to the pathetic chunk of food he held out.
He pushed it in past her spread wide lips. Her mouth eagerly chomping down on the cum covered chunk of food as if it was the main course at a Michelin starred restaurant. Charlotte was panting and chewing the food quickly. As she swallowed the last bit, she glanced to the floor, her eyes beginning to leak small tears, as realization crept in.
“Oh gawd, oh noo…noo….no” she whispered to herself. The horror of what she had done, what she had told him to do to her, just so she could eat a small bit of garbage like food, hitting her full force. She glanced up at her grinning captor and then begged.
“Oh Gawd Sir.. I take it back…Please don’t do those things..please I beg you ..pleassse don’t hurt me…pleasssse. Anything but those horrible things..pleasssse.” she sobbed out uncontrollably.
His grin disappeared and was replaced by what could only be called, a look of pissed off rage. Her mistake quickly dawning on her as she screamed at his approach and she began to suffer every bit as he had promised and more…
…… A few hours later ……
“Need some more dessert you stupid cum dump?” he growled at his experiment. He was well over his rage at her outburst and was just having fun now, making her suffer excruciatingly long and hard. He figured another good round of fucking her mouth and throat was in order, while he gave her broken body a break from being electrified.
He stood directly over her trapped body. His feet planted on either side of her quivering thighs. Her head was bobbing randomly around as a buzzing sound filled the room. The was a slight burning smell as well and small grey wisps were rising from his subject’s darkened hard nipples.
He looked at the new rivulets of blood running down her forearms. The skin of her trapped wrists, were shredding in the metal restraints as her hands fisted and shook. Her moans coming from her pried open mouth, as the electricity flowed thru her tits and pussy, made his cock super hard.
He smiled as he thought about how much she much be suffering and how much her singed nipples and cunt must be stinging, not to mention her ass stretched and impaled with the dildo.
He bent over and flicked off the battery pack. Her jerking body stilling after a second or two, her eyes cloudy and vacant. He grabbed her hair and positioned her ring gagged mouth at the tip of his throbbing cock.
He could see her focus returning and her mournful sorry eyes rolling upwards, as he moved his hips forward. He sunk his cock deep into her mouth, even as she started to groan thru the large jaw breaking ring gag, she was now regrettably back to wearing.
Her choking and spasming throat muscles massaging his thick throbbing cock’s head. He gripped her head, digging his fingers into her matted dirty hair and began to skull fuck her in earnest. Wet harsh gagging sounds, filling the small chamber, from his manly hard long shaft pummeling her oral cavity.
Charlotte gagged and choked on his shaft and fought to swallow his cum, again for the umpteenth time that day. It came in hot erupting spurts straight into her sore throat…she needed it, she wanted it to fill her hurting stomach. But most of all she wanted his punishment of her ravaged tender body parts to end.
But we all know how that would play out, don’t we….