The muffle boom of the music acting inside the society could be heard as Karissa drove into the driveway. Not even the sound proofing windshield of her million dollar car could block out the thundering pulsation coming from the organisation. When she opened the door, the sound roared louder. She slid herself off the car, her thousand dollar mark Louboutin pump hit the wet floor, and passed the key to the valet.

The chucker-out, a declamatory bulky frame of 6'4 '' that dwarfed Karissa 's 5'6 '' built, saw her and gave her a curt nod before opening the door for her to sink. The heart throbbing ball club music blasted out like a jet of air against her smooth olive skin. She strutted elegantly into the crew of people dancing to the medicine, her perfectly slender human body formed a silhouette under the kaleidoscopic lighting.

Karissa walked towards the bar counter section, which was decidedly less crowded and was greeted with a wafture hand. A smiling tugged on her font. genus Melissa, the proud owner of this exquisitely establishment was as beautiful as Karissa remembered.

'' Hey, face who 's back. '' she shouted against the music as she opened her to drive Karissa into a mean hug.

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

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

'' Would there be any other rationality why I am here ? '' Karissa smirked snidely.

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

'' Yeah, in good order. Would n't miss it for the human beings. '' Karissa remarked sarcastically. `` So, the cellar ? ``

'' Yup. You know the way. ``

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

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

'' Okay. See you then. '' Karissa blew genus Melissa a kiss and walked towards a room access guarded by two even bulkier men than then one outside.

The two men parted instantly and Karissa pushed open the door. She walked through a long hallway, the euphony gradually faded away behind her, until the only if thing she heard was the clack of her heels against the cement floor. She turned to a corner and reached a metallic door with digital ringlet mounted on the handle.

Karissa punched in the code and a bombination echoed. She opened the room access and entered a room full of carry booze and wine, and barrels of beers. Her pump clacked even louder against the wood flooring. She closed the threshold behind her and scanned the surroundings. former than a few creepy critters lurking at the dark niche, she was the only other living thing in this room.

She strutted along rows and rows of wooden single-foot, housing the best wine-coloured and liquor in the state, until she reached the gangway between the fifth and the sixth row. She walked into the narrow spacing until she reached a brick wall. Her hand reached out to a bottle of wine-coloured placed just slightly out than the rest, and she pushed it in. A serial of mouse click echoed through the storeroom and the brick rampart rotated at a ninety degree angle, exposing an entryway into a tunnel.

The faint audio of pharyngeal consonant moans and bark of degrading remark drummed against her ear. Karissa sucked in a oceanic abyss breath. It 's been long time since she heard such marvelous speech sound 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 further she walked, the louder the auditory sensation got. She could make out the stifle supplication of mortal being gagged. igniter pouring out from a corner, illuminating the end of the burrow. Her heart grew meretricious as each step she took. roue throbbed, her eyes blurred, her sex grew unrest ; each step was like injecting herself with a dose of aphrodisiac.

When she turned to the street corner, she could n't help but smile as she was greeted by the pendent lit, opulently furnished, completely carpeted, luxurious area of a room. Oh, it 's been a really retentive time since she had one of these school term. Her front was immediately greeted by Elsa and Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan, whom were sitting by the bar counter, stark naked, sipping some form of colored souse beverage. The two jumped to their metrical foot and came forth to hug Karissa.

'' Dayum, bitch. Did n't see you in a while. '' Jordan exclaimed, her red colourize beverage in her manus sloshed as she awkwardly maneuvered herself for a hug.

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

'' It 's been a occupy year. The food market collapse, you know. I 'm golden 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 second later and she would deliver lost billion of dollars of investments. She did n't go unhurt though. She did fall behind a two million dollars that took a year of difficult work to get it back.

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

'' Knowing what you keep in your cellar, I would rather be on the streets. '' Karissa rolled her eyes. Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan had a monolithic appeal of BDSM tools and instruments that not even Karissa dared to guess herself inside Jordan 's basement, tied and gagged. She had, of course, been in her basement. A few clock time, in fact, with the balance of the group. And she had informant countless of innocent pussies subjected to sinful torments inflicted by Jordan. The 6 '' 2'woman could put any smaller char in her place 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 River. ``

'' fountainhead, that 's only truthful if you have a turncock. '' Elsa cast her a snide grin.

That 's pretty lots it. Elsa was the last cleaning lady a man wanted to particular date unless he 's into bondage and edging. And not those softcore edging, no. Elsa was the flesh and bone of the Tempter when it comes to edging. She could make a man cried and begged for hours without spill. Karissa had witnessed a few throbbing male flesh, swelled with despair, subjected to the warmth of her backtalk, the clenching of her pussy, and the clasp of her hand for hr without so practically of a fall of cum spilled.

'' goodness thing I did n't bear a hammer. '' Karissa rolled her eyes.

She turned to the large expanse of the heart and soul of the room and saw what she came here for. A petite brunette about Karissa 's size, her hands tied behind her back, her mouth gagged, her body bent forward, her neck secured to wooden stock, her legs spread by a long metal Pole, being fucked hard by Amelia from behind. Her nipples were clamped with a pair of weighted clips.

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

'' That 's the one. '' Jordan River affirmed.

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

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

The brunette was as Cy Young as she was beautiful. She could pass as a model for a runway appearance and Karissa would be surprised if she was n't already one. Her breasts were n't large, but was big enough to draw in the attention of men. Her trunk was fit as a gymnast, leaning in the waist yet with curves in all the right piazza. A few strands of her haircloth stuck to her sweaty forehead while the residuum of the Robert F. Curl swung back and Forth River to the rhythm of Amelia 's thrusts.

Karissa then met Amelia 's eyes. The owner of several properties, including marinas, golf resorts, and hotels, curved a smile and stopped humping on the pathetic brunette. She moved away and Karissa could n't help but to observe the shuddering of the brunet as Amelia vacated the dildo from her pussy.

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

Karissa took the shape of the cleaning lady as she looked at her from promontory to toe. Amelia was as powerful Karissa remembered, surefooted and controlling as always. And then her attention fell onto the black rubbery cock, glimmering with the brunet 's juice, hung massively between Amelia 's pegleg. She shook her pass pitifully to whomever on the receiving end of that pitch-black giant. In this case, it would be the brunette.

'' Took you yearn enough. '' Amelia said when she was merely few feet away from Karissa.

'' Been busy. '' Karissa shrugged. `` You seem to savor your new stop. '' she nodded at the brunette.

'' Yeah. Best one ever. '' Amelia smirked.

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

'' Twenty. '' Amelia corrected. `` She 's one of my maiden. A division clock time one. Caught her stealing my pearl necklace. '' Amelia shrugged, as if it was nothing remarkable.

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

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

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

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

Karissa wanted to flout at her mentioning 'kindness'. There 's zippo sort about her intention. It was a trap set for the brunette to take. Amelia did n't do kind. She would probably follow 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 circumstance that had her college erudition revoked. ``

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

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

'' You evil bitch. '' Karissa shook her head in talk mental rejection. `` Only you can planned something so sinister. ``

'' At least I pay for her college. '' Amelia retorted.

'' And a generous amount of money of monthly stipend too. No maid piece of work required. '' Jordan River 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 invest a fate on her. By the meter 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 friend an incredulous look.

Amelia turned to expect at the brunet and the turned back to Karissa.

'' TBD. '' She finally said.

Karissa almost wanted to express joy. Whenever there 's a new pet, Amelia would immediately kick in an judge duration of learning. A hebdomad, a month, a class. Never TBD. To Be Decided. This girl must be something to evolve the partiality of the expectant Amelia. And judging by the brunette 's tone, she could n't see why it wouldn't.

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

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

Karissa turned to Jordan River and Elsa and they both quickly smirked.

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

Karissa curved a smile and approached the brunet as casually as potential. She did n't desire to terrify the already panic-stricken girlfriend. But then again, no sane individual would n't be under such circumstance. Helpless. Defenseless. Alone. A beautiful lamb trapped by a large number of Friedrich August Wolf. Waiting to be devoured.

And that 's what made Karissa shivered in pleasure. She always loved the terrified ace. It made her feel powerful, in control and authoritative.

'' Hello, sweetheart. '' she whispered into the brunet 's ear. The fille instantly jerked away from her vocalism. Karissa smirked at the reaction.

Her eyes shifted from the woman and to the carelessly discarded strap-ons on the background. There were seven of them, each with a strangely shape dildo. Some with feelers around the shaft, some with a smaller extension at the bag 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 plentiful sum of money of metre inside the brunette 's pussy, eliciting countless of coming out of this tiny helpless body.

'' Break time over. '' she heard Amelia announced and the brunette shook violently in protest.

So lost, Karissa intellection. She must be exhausted by now. But she was n't the one to decide when it was over. No, she never would be. She would go on. She would remove and absorb one merciless poke after another. Her spread unprotected slit would last as long as Amelia pleased.

Karissa straightened and moved a few stone's throw for a better advantage point that offered the purview of the brunette 's pussy. Electricity surged through her body at the mint of the angrily red pussy. That must have been aching, Karissa told herself. And just a few in away was the tip of the devil dildo poised for her reluctant pussy to receive.

Karissa pulled her clothes up and threw it onto the ground. She then removed her bra and pulled down her panties. The lacy garments joined the piling. One hand immediately went for her snatch, taming the burning aching of her feminine form. The other went to her left mammilla, teasing the gormandize nub.

As if in slow motility, Karissa watched as the tip of the dildo pried open the brunette 's pussy, coaxing the tight lips to part and receive the monstrosity. A soft groan escaped the brunette when the tip burrowed inside her. Amelia closed the length between her coxa and the brunette 's ass. The dildo followed, penetrating further into the brunette 's wet folds until pulp were connected and every black-market inch disappeared between those crimson lips. The brunette groaned at the soreness of forceful invasion. A invigorating sound to Karissa as her fingerbreadth delved into her pussy.

Amelia retreated, pulling every thick inch out of her pussy. Once it was out, she eased her hips forward again. The brunet 's quivering kitty-cat reluctantly puckered, parted, and then absorbed the thickness. It was purposefully slow, just as Karissa preferred. The tone down movement was a indication, a statement made for the brunet to sympathize through her pussycat. There 's no evasion. I can aim as long as I want to eff you and you will accept that no thing what.

'' You like that, Eva ? '' Amelia asked sardonically. Her drift remained sedated, almost sultry.

The brunet moaned through the gag. If Karissa had to judge, it would be 'no'. But her verbal input had no bearing on Amelia 's intention. None, what so ever. And that 's when Amelia thrust, hard ! So operose the brunette rattled the stock holding her head. The leaden mammilla clips swung back and Forth, pulling unvoiced against the already sensible nubs.

The stab grew rougher. The brunette 's kitty was held in office and forced to take the blow as the thick dildo ravaged those backtalk. She cried in pain, or perhaps delight, it was hard to tell. Probably both. Karissa 's fingerbreadth hastened and drew more of her girly juice out of her pussy. It was so hot watching another person being fucked ruthlessly.

Finally the brunet shuddered against her restraint as what appeared to be an volatile coming rocked through her body. Her pussy 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 entrance and slid the freak back into the brunette 's kitty-cat. The brunet arched her back as a pharyngeal consonant groan rumbled through her throat. Without a good deal of a choice, her pussy was yet again subjected to a unmerciful inundation of jab, each one hard than the last until yet another climax rocked through her body.

This fourth dimension, Amelia stopped. The brunette was already panting breathlessly against the stock. Her chest rose and fell, tugging against the weighted clamp. Karissa was surprised the brunette had n't fainted yet, rocking through two sexual climax within an musical interval of a hour. And Karissa could n't aid but like it was her that received the two orgasms.

She turned to Amelia, whom was taking something out of her designer handbag. After a piece, she fished out a white-hot foursquare 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 head curiously and caught a glimpse 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 white pearls from the box. Each pearl was perfectly sized, glistening under the brilliance of the chandelier above, except the center pearl, which was three times larger than the ease and was held in a infield encrusted platinum shell.

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

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

Amelia tossed the void box to the ground and stood up. `` And I know just the right on topographic point for it to be. '' She strutted elegantly along her body, her fingers scrapped the sweat-covered skin, then down to the waist, then between the voluptuous cheeks, and finally on the anus. The brunette squealed through the gag as she realized Amelia 's intention.

Jordan and Elsa joined in to witness the ultimatum with Karissa. Amelia clipped the end of the necklace together and eased one off-white into the brunette 's tight opening. The brunette 's whimpered for mercy as Amelia proceeded with the second pearl, and then the third, so on and so onward. After a healthy issue of drop had been inserted, Amelia tugged the luxury particular and watched a few pearls popping back out of the brunette. The panorama went on between insertion and tugging, until every pearl except the expectant was tightly packed inside.

'' This one is going to be really dreadful if you do n't relax. '' Amelia warned.

The brunette shuddered at the warning. There 's no way she could relax, not when she was helplessly restrained with three twelve marble sized pearls inside her rectum. She pleaded relentlessly through the gag. Unfortunately for her, none of her pleads could change Amelia 's judgement of getting the final objet d'art in.

With both thumb, Amelia pushed the final pearl in. Her anus puckered and widened, and finally swallowed the adamant decorated piece inscrutable inside her. She mewled at the fullness of her rectum and Karissa had no doubt that she wanted to expel the half million clam jewelry like a big sight of shit.

'' Grab me the strap. '' Amelia told Jordan, whom hastily went to the cabinet and brought back a leather thong. The thong came with a belt tightening characteristic, which Amelia fastened it to the brunette 's waist. A black fireplug sown to the leathery garment was pushed into her anus, trapping the content inside her firmly in seat. She then fastened the remaining slice of strap around her until the whole implement almost resembled a classy underclothes. Almost, but not entirely. Because the underclothes had a strategically large opening that still kept the brunette 's pussy accessible. Every last tender square inch of it. Prepped and ready for more than legal action. Whether the brunette wanted it or not.

'' There. All perfect tense. '' Amelia huffed. `` Karissa, your turn. '' 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 possibleness that her parents might be expecting her return. The last thing Karissa wanted was someone to file a missing person 's account. This whole thing had certainly broken several state law of nature and countless of principles set in the Geneva Convention. The involvement of law was absolutely not allowed.

'' Not to care. '' Amelia asserted and then placed her medal on the brunet 's brain. `` Her mommy and daddy have been assured that she would be staying at a Friend 's house this weekend. Is n't that right, Eva ? ``

The brunet 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 imbrue pussy, eliciting a moan from her.

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

She moved to the cabinet ; an compartmentalisation of strap-ons laid out neatly in straw man of her. Eight empty spots ; seven on the ground, one on Amelia. Twenty two Sir Thomas More left to be tried out on the brunette. Karissa took the low one and wrapped it around her waist. It did n't matter though, whether she chose minor or great, because in the end, the brunette was going to try each and every one of them.

Thoroughly ...