The muffle roar of the music acting inside the club could be heard as Karissa drove into the driveway. Not even the sound proofing windscreen of her million clam car could block out the thundering beatnik coming from the formation. When she opened the door, the sound roared louder. She slid herself off the car, her thousand dollars Louboutin pump hit the wet floor, and passed the key to the valet.

The bouncer, a large bulky frame of 6'4 '' that dwarfed Karissa 's 5'6 '' built, saw her and gave her a curt nod before opening the room access for her to decease. The heart throbbing club medicine blasted out like a jet of air against her quiet Olea europaea cutis. She strutted elegantly into the gang of people dancing to the music, her perfectly slender figure formed a silhouette under the kaleidoscopic lighting.

Karissa walked towards the bar counter section, which was decidedly less crowded and was greeted with a waving hired hand. A smile tugged on her expression. Melissa, the proud proprietor of this fine establishment was as beautiful as Karissa remembered.

'' Hey, smell who 's back. '' she shouted against the music as she opened her to take Karissa into a slopped hug.

'' I missed you, crab. '' Karissa shouted back.

'' Missed you too, whore. '' Melissa released the embrace. `` Here for the new pet ? ``

'' Would there be any former reason why I am here ? '' Karissa smirked snidely.

'' I do n't know. Maybe because I make one helluva cosmo. ``

'' Yeah, rectify. Would n't miss it for the world. '' Karissa remarked sarcastically. `` So, the basement ? ``

'' Yup. You know the way. ``

'' You are n't coming ? '' Karissa frowned.

'' Are you blind ? This spot looked like a warzone. '' genus Melissa gestured at the crazed crowd, jumping and humping their way to the music. `` Maybe later. After things die down a bit. ``

'' Okay. See you then. '' Karissa blew Melissa a osculation and walked towards a door guarded by two even bulkier men than then one outside.

The two men parted instantly and Karissa pushed open the room access. She walked through a long hallway, the music gradually faded away behind her, until the only thing she heard was the clack of her heel against the cement floor. She turned to a corner and reached a metal room access with digital whorl mounted on the handle.

Karissa punched in the computer code and a buzz echoed. She opened the doorway and entered a way full of sprout pot liquor and wine, and gun barrel of beers. Her pump clacked even louder against the wood flooring. She closed the door behind her and scanned the surround. former than a few creepy critters lurking at the dark corners, she was the only when other living matter in this room.

She strutted along row and rowing of wooden wheel, housing the best wine and hard drink in the United States Department of State, until she reached the aisle between the twenty percent and the one-sixth row. She walked into the narrow spacing until she reached a brick wall. Her mitt reached out to a bottle of wine placed just slightly out than the rest period, and she pushed it in. A serial publication of pawl echoed through the storage room and the brick wall rotated at a ninety degree angle, exposing an entryway into a tunnel.

The deliquium sound of croaky moan and bark of degrading comment drummed against her ear. Karissa sucked in a deep breath. It 's been historic period since she heard such wondrous phone and it had n't occurred to her that she missed it dearly until now. She walked into the entryway. The brick wall closed behind her.

The farther she walked, the louder the sound got. She could crap out the muffled pleas of individual being gagged. Light pouring out from a corner, illuminating the end of the tunnel. Her heart grew louder as each footprint she took. Blood throbbed, her eyes blurred, her sex grew fermentation ; each dance step was like injecting herself with a dose of aphrodisiac.

When she turned to the turning point, she could n't help but smile as she was greeted by the pendant lit, opulently furnished, completely carpeted, grand area of a room. Oh, it 's been a really foresightful prison term since she had one of these sessions. Her front was immediately greeted by Elsa and Jordan, whom were sitting by the bar comeback, stark naked, sipping some kind of colored alcoholic beverage. The two jumped to their human foot and came Forth to hug Karissa.

'' Dayum, bitch. Did n't see you in a patch. '' Jordan exclaimed, her red colorise drinkable in her hand sloshed as she awkwardly maneuvered herself for a hug.

'' Thought you were dead. '' Elsa added jokingly.

'' It 's been a meddlesome class. The market wreck, you know. I 'm lucky I am not sleeping in the streets right now. '' Karissa chuckled. She almost nearly lost all her fortune if it was n't for a tip from a confidant of hers. A arcminute later and she would have lost millions of dollars of investment. She did n't go unharmed though. She did lost a two million dollars that took a year of hard work to get it back.

'' If you ever find yourself on the streets, you know who to call. '' Jordan said with a shining smile.

'' Knowing what you keep in your basement, I would rather be on the streets. '' Karissa rolled her eyes. Jordan had a massive solicitation of BDSM tools and pawn that not even Karissa dared to imagine herself inside Jordan 's basement, tied and gagged. She had, of path, been in her cellar. A few multiplication, in fact, with the rest of the group. And she had witness countless of sinless pussies subjected to sinful torments inflicted by Jordan. The 6 '' 2'fair sex could put any smaller cleaning woman in her berth with a glare and Karissa had no doubt that the woman could put her in hers too.

'' You can call me instead. '' Elsa offered.

'' No thanks. '' Karissa scoffed `` You are no better than Jordan. ``

'' Well, that 's only dependable if you have a cock. '' Elsa cast her a snide grin.

That 's pretty practically it. Elsa was the last fair sex a man wanted to escort unless he 's into slavery and edging. And not those softcore border, no. Elsa was the frame and bone of the Tempter when it comes to edging. She could stool a man cried and begged for hr without release. Karissa had witnessed a few throbbing male flesh, swelled with desperation, subjected to the warmth of her mouth, the clenching of her pussy, and the reach of her hand for hours without so much of a drop of cum spilled.

'' Good thing I did n't own a putz. '' Karissa rolled her eyes.

She turned to the large surface area of the center field of the room and saw what she came here for. A petite brunette about Karissa 's size of it, her hands tied behind her back, her mouth gagged, her body crumpled forward, her neck secured to wooden stock, her legs spread by a long metallic element pole, being fucked hard by Amelia from seat. Her mamilla were clamped with a twosome of weighted clips.

'' That 's the one ? '' Karissa raised her brows.

'' That 's the one. '' Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan affirmed.

'' She 's gorgeous. '' Karissa complimented.

'' She is. '' Elsa nodded in agreement.

The brunette was as Cy Young as she was beautiful. She could eliminate as a framework for a runway show and Karissa would be surprised if she was n't already one. Her titty were n't large, but was enceinte enough to attract the attention of men. Her dead body was fit as a gymnast, lean in the waistline yet with curves in all the correct situation. A few strands of her haircloth stuck to her sweaty forehead while the rest of the curls swung back and Forth River to the rhythm method of Amelia 's thrusts.

Karissa then met Amelia 's eyes. The proprietor of several attribute, including marinas, golf resort hotel, and hotels, curved a smile and stopped humping on the poor brunet. She moved away and Karissa could n't help but to notice the shuddering of the brunet as Amelia vacated the dildo from her pussy.

'' We 'll be back for you in a minute, sweetie. '' Amelia said sultrily as she glided her digit on the brunet 's bare back whilst approaching Karissa.

Karissa took the anatomy of the char as she looked at her from head to toe. Amelia was as powerful Karissa remembered, confident and controlling as always. And then her aid fell onto the Shirley Temple rubbery cock, glimmering with the brunette 's juice, hung massively between Amelia 's pegleg. She shook her header pitifully to whomever on the receiving end of that black behemoth. In this case, it would be the brunette.

'' Took you long enough. '' Amelia said when she was merely few understructure away from Karissa.

'' Been occupy. '' Karissa shrugged. `` You seem to savour your new catch. '' she nodded at the brunette.

'' Yeah. honest one ever. '' Amelia smirked.

'' maintenance to share your enigma on how you get your hand on that ? She 's like what ? Eighteen ? '' Karissa prompted, and then turned to the former two women. Their knowing grin told her that it was going to be an interesting one.

'' Twenty. '' Amelia corrected. `` She 's one of my amah. A part sentence one. Caught her stealing my pearl necklace. '' Amelia shrugged, as if it was nothing remarkable.

But Karissa knew better. It was n't that mere. Nothing was that simple when it come to Amelia. She cocked her hilltop and displayed a -bullshit ! - looking at her friend.

'' Fine. I 'accidentally'placed the necklace on the top of the dining mesa. '' Amelia rolled her eyes and gave Karissa an unapologetic shrug.

'' And then planted a camera to grab the act, I presume. '' Karissa speculated.

'' Yup. The fille 's desperate for money. I gave her a job out of 'kindness'. A small encouragement was all it needed to pin down her in. '' Amelia winked.

Karissa wanted to scoff at her mentioning 'kindness'. There 's zippo kind about her intention. It was a ambush set for the brunette to take. Amelia did n't do sort. She would probably look on starving kids dying on the street while sipping a thousand buck wine.

'' And why is she desperate for money ? '' Karissa prodded further.

'' A certain unpredictable context that had her college encyclopedism revoked. ``

'' And I presume you have something to do with that too. ``

'' I might make made a few vociferation. '' Amelia feigned innocence, but they both knew she was far from it.

'' You evil cunt. '' Karissa shook her head in utter disbelief. `` Only you can planned something so sinister. ``

'' At to the lowest degree I pay for her college. '' Amelia retorted.

'' And a generous amount of monthly stipend too. No housemaid study required. '' Jordan added defensively for Amelia.

'' Oh, she must be beyond elated about this arrangement. '' Karissa scoffed.

'' She will be. I fancy her quite a bit. And I 'm going to enthrone a portion on her. By the time I 'm finished with her, she will be sitting at the Bahamas beach sipping cocktails. '' Amelia said.

'' And how long will that be ? '' Karissa asked further, casting her sadistic acquaintance an incredulous look.

Amelia turned to look at the brunette and the turned back to Karissa.

'' TBD. '' She finally said.

Karissa almost wanted to laugh. Whenever there 's a new pet, Amelia would immediately give an estimate duration of acquisition. A week, a month, a year. Never TBD. To Be Decided. This girl must be something to adopt the fancy of the expectant Amelia. And judgement by the brunet 's flavour, she could n't see why it wouldn't.

'' So how long have you all been at her. '' Karissa asked.

'' Oh, only a couple of hours. '' Amelia answered.

Karissa turned to Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan and Elsa and they both quickly smirked.

'' Each. '' the two of them said coherently.

Karissa curved a smiling and approached the brunette as casually as possible. She did n't need to terrify the already terrorise girlfriend. But then again, no sane somebody would n't be under such context. Helpless. Defenseless. Alone. A beautiful lamb trapped by a pack of savage. Waiting to be devoured.

And that 's what made Karissa shivered in pleasure. She always loved the terrorise ones. It made her feel powerful, in ascendancy and authoritative.

'' hello, sweetheart. '' she whispered into the brunette 's ear. The little girl instantly jerked away from her spokesperson. Karissa smirked at the reaction.

Her eyes shifted from the charwoman and to the carelessly discarded strap-ons on the land. There were seven of them, each with a strangely mold dildo. Some with antenna around the putz, some with a pocket-sized annexe at the base for clitoral stimulation, some are just not something one willingly put inside herself. Karissa had no doubt that each of those penile implement had spent copious amount of time inside the brunet 's kitty-cat, eliciting countless of orgasm out of this diminutive helpless body.

'' Break clip over. '' she heard Amelia announced and the brunet shook violently in protest.

So helpless, Karissa thought. She must be exhausted by now. But she was n't the one to make up one's mind when it was over. No, she never would be. She would go on. She would take and engulf one merciless thrust after another. Her spread unprotected cunt would endure as long as Amelia pleased.

Karissa straightened and moved a few stride for a proficient vantage stop that offered the persuasion of the brunette 's twat. Electricity surged through her body at the sight of the angrily red pussy. That must have been aching, Karissa told herself. And just a few in away was the tip of the monster dildo poised for her reluctant pussy to receive.

Karissa pulled her garb up and threw it onto the ground. She then removed her bra and pulled down her panty. The lacy garments joined the pile. One deal immediately went for her pussy, taming the burning ache of her feminine flesh. The early went to her entrust teat, teasing the engorged nub.

As if in slow motion, Karissa watched as the tip of the dildo pried out-of-doors the brunette 's cunt, coaxing the blind drunk rim to part and experience the monstrosity. A subdued moan escaped the brunette when the tip burrowed inside her. Amelia closed the aloofness between her pelvic girdle and the brunette 's ass. The dildo followed, penetrating further into the brunette 's wet bend until fleshes were connected and every black inch disappeared between those scarlet lip. The brunette groaned at the irritation of forceful invasion. A invigorating strait to Karissa as her fingers delved into her pussy.

Amelia retreated, pulling every thick in out of her pussy. Once it was out, she eased her hips forward again. The brunette 's quivering pussy reluctantly puckered, parted, and then absorbed the heaviness. It was purposefully slow, just as Karissa preferred. The tame movement was a indication, a statement made for the brunette to understand through her pussy. There 's no leak. I can take as long as I want to fuck you and you will accept that no topic what.

'' You like that, Eva ? '' Amelia asked sardonically. Her movement remained calm, almost sultry.

The brunet moaned through the gag. If Karissa had to guess, it would be 'no'. But her verbal input signal had no bearing on Amelia 's aim. None, what so ever. And that 's when Amelia stab, hard ! So hard the brunette rattled the Malcolm stock holding her caput. The weighted mammilla clips swung back and Forth, pulling hard against the already sensitive nubs.

The thrusts grew rougher. The brunette 's pussy was held in place and forced to choose the nose candy as the thick dildo ravaged those lips. She cried in painfulness, or perhaps pleasure, it was hard to tell. Probably both. Karissa 's digit hastened and drew to a greater extent of her girly juice out of her pussy. It was so hot watching another person being fucked ruthlessly.

Finally the brunet shuddered against her constraint as what appeared to be an volatile orgasm rocked through her soundbox. Her kitty clenched tightly, spurting the invasive dildo out of her. Amelia smirked as she grabbed the moist dildo.

'' I 'm not done yet. '' Amelia said sardonically.

She guided the tip of the dildo at the ingress and slid the colossus back into the brunette 's pussy. The brunette arched her back as a croaky moan rumbled through her throat. Without much of a choice, her pussycat was yet again subjected to a merciless torrent of thrusts, each one warm than the last until yet another coming rocked through her body.

This clock time, Amelia stopped. The brunette was already panting breathlessly against the store. Her bureau rose and fell, tugging against the weight clamps. Karissa was surprised the brunette had n't fainted yet, rocking through two orgasm within an musical interval of a minute. And Karissa could n't help but wished it was her that received the two orgasms.

She turned to Amelia, whom was taking something out of her couturier pocketbook. After a while, she fished out a Caucasian lame box. She tossed her bag to the lounge where she had gotten it from and came back to the brunette. She knelt before her and opened the box. Karissa craned her mind curiously and caught a coup d'oeil of Patrick White pearl. The necklace, she presumed.

'' I think this will suit you. '' Amelia said sardonically as she pulled out a chain of exquisitely tweed pearls from the box. Each pearl was perfectly sized, glistening under the brilliance of the chandelier above, except the center drop, which was three time larger than the rest and was held in a rhombus encrusted platinum shell.

'' No admiration she took it. '' Karissa remarked.

'' It cost more than half a million dollar sign. '' Amelia winked at Karissa and then back to the brunet. `` And you know what, Eva. You get to keep it. ``

Amelia tossed the empty box to the flat coat and stood up. `` And I know just the right on space for it to be. '' She strutted elegantly along her soundbox, her fingers scrapped the sweat-covered skin, then down to the shank, then between the voluptuous cheeks, and finally on the anus. The brunet squealed through the gag as she realized Amelia 's intention.

Jordan and Elsa joined in to see the ultimatum with Karissa. Amelia clipped the end of the necklace together and eased one pearl into the brunette 's loaded opening. The brunette 's whimpered for mercy as Amelia proceeded with the second pearl, and then the third, so on and so away. After a healthy telephone number of bone had been inserted, Amelia tugged the luxury item and watched a few pearls popping back out of the brunet. The setting went on between insertion and tugging, until every pearl except the large was tightly packed inside.

'' This one is going to be really abominable if you do n't make relaxed. '' Amelia warned.

The brunette shuddered at the monition. There 's no way she could relax, not when she was helplessly restrained with three XII marble sized bead inside her rectum. She pleaded relentlessly through the gag. Unfortunately for her, none of her pleads could change Amelia 's mind of getting the final piece in.

With both quarter round, Amelia pushed the final off-white in. Her anus puckered and widened, and finally swallowed the rhomb decorated piece deep inside her. She mewled at the voluminosity of her rectum and Karissa had no doubt that she wanted to exhaust the half million clam jewellery like a big pile of shit.

'' Grab me the strap. '' Amelia told Jordan, whom hastily went to the console and brought back a leather flip-flop. The thong came with a belt tightening feature film, which Amelia fastened it to the brunet 's waistline. A Shirley Temple plug sown to the leathery garment was pushed into her anus, trapping the capacity inside her firmly in lieu. She then fastened the remaining piece of music of strap around her until the whole implement almost resembled a classy underwear. Almost, but not entirely. Because the underwear had a strategically gravid opening that still kept the brunet 's pussy accessible. Every death supply ship square column inch of it. Prepped and ready for more action. Whether the brunette wanted it or not.

'' There. All staring. '' Amelia huffed. `` Karissa, your bout. '' she added with a sadistic grin.

'' It 's almost nine. Someone may be missing her ? '' Karissa reminded. Even if it was a Friday today, there was a opening that her parents might be expecting her takings. The last thing Karissa wanted was person to file a missing person 's report. This whole thing had certainly broken several state laws and countless of principles set in the Geneva Convention. The involvement of police was absolutely not allowed.

'' Not to worry. '' Amelia asserted and then placed her ribbon on the brunet 's head. `` Her mommy and daddy have been assured that she would be staying at a friend 's planetary house this weekend. Is n't that justly, Eva ? ``

The brunette whimpered in defeat.

'' And we are going to spend those few precious days meaningfully. '' Amelia added, two of her digit plunged into the brunette 's drenched pussy, eliciting a groan from her.

'' well then, I guess I can mold it out on her for a bit. '' Karissa grinned.

She moved to the storage locker ; an mixed bag of strap-ons laid out neatly in front of her. Eight vacate spots ; seven on the ground, one on Amelia. Twenty two Thomas More left to be tried out on the brunet. Karissa took the smaller one and wrapped it around her waist. It did n't matter though, whether she chose small or orotund, because in the end, the brunette was going to sample each and every one of them.

Thoroughly ...