He had used her body hard….over the last few days. Her nipples were tender from the vicio
He had used her body hard….over the last few days. Her nipples were tender from the vicious clamps he had applied. Her sensitive pussy felt truly tormented it was both; swollen and bruised from his crop and wet and throbbing with need…..he had teased her, but despite her begging, not allowed her to cum. Her asshole ached from the increasing large plugs he used on her and the stripes across her buttocks burned.When he wasn’t using her, he locked her in the cage. The cage had become a source of comfort - a refuge, free from torment where she could process everything she was learning and feeling. Then came the cruelest torment of all….he left her cage door open.Although she had always been free to leave at anytime….she didn’t like the cage door open. Her stress and anxiety grew, the other side of the open door represented independence and choice. She didn’t want that, she wanted his rules, his structure….she begged him to lock the cage. -- source link