The muffle bunce of the euphony playing inside the night club could be heard as Karissa drove into the driveway. Not even the audio proofing windshield of her million dollar mark car could stymy out the thundering beats coming from the organization. When she opened the doorway, the sound roared louder. She slid herself off the car, her thousand dollars Louboutin heart hit the wet floor, and passed the key to the valet.

The bouncer, a expectant 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 devolve. The affectionateness throbbing 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 music, her perfectly slender figure formed a silhouette under the kaleidoscopic lighting.

Karissa walked towards the bar replication part, which was decidedly less crowded and was greeted with a undulate hand. A grin tugged on her face. Melissa, the proud owner of this hunky-dory ecesis was as beautiful as Karissa remembered.

'' Hey, look who 's back. '' she shouted against the music as she opened her to bring Karissa into a fuddled hug.

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, right. Would n't drop it for the world. '' Karissa remarked sarcastically. `` So, the root 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 crazed gang, jumping and humping their way to the music. `` Maybe later. After things die down a bit. ``

'' okeh. See you then. '' Karissa blew Melissa a kiss 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 doorway. She walked through a foresighted hallway, the music gradually faded away behind her, until the sole affair she heard was the clack valve of her heels against the cement floor. She turned to a niche and reached a metal doorway with digital lock mounted on the handle.

Karissa punched in the code and a buzz echoed. She opened the door and entered a room wide of stocked liquor and wine, and barrels of beers. Her heart clacked even louder against the wood floor. She closed the room access behind her and scanned the surroundings. other than a few creepy critters lurking at the shadow niche, she was the only when other living affair in this room.

She strutted along rows and rows of wooden rack, trapping the best wine and pot likker in the state, until she reached the aisle between the fifth and the sixth row. She walked into the narrow spacing until she reached a brick wall. Her manus reached out to a bottle of wine placed just slightly out than the rest, and she pushed it in. A serial of clicks echoed through the stowage and the brick wall rotated at a 90 point slant, exposing an entree into a tunnel.

The faint auditory sensation of pharyngeal consonant moans and bark of degrading comment drummed against her capitulum. Karissa sucked in a deep breath. It 's been years since she heard such marvelous sounds and it had n't occurred to her that she missed it dearly until now. She walked into the entree. The brick wall closed behind her.

The further she walked, the louder the sound got. She could have out the muffled pleas of someone being gagged. luminousness pouring out from a corner, illuminating the end of the tunnel. Her fondness grew flash as each footstep she took. Blood throbbed, her eyes blurred, her sex grew unrest ; each dance step was like injecting herself with a Cupid's disease of aphrodisiac.

When she turned to the corner, she could n't assist but smile as she was greeted by the chandelier lit, opulently furnished, completely carpeted, luxurious area of a way. Oh, it 's been a really farseeing metre since she had one of these seance. Her front was immediately greeted by Elsa and Jordan, whom were sitting by the bar heel counter, stark naked, sipping some kind of colored person alcoholic potable. The two jumped to their feet and came Forth River to hug Karissa.

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

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

'' It 's been a occupy yr. The grocery crash, 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 minute later and she would cause lost gazillion of dollar bill of investments. She did n't go whole though. She did suffer a two million dollar mark that took a twelvemonth of heavily employment to get it back.

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

'' Knowing what you keep in your basement, I would rather be on the streets. '' Karissa rolled her eyes. Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan had a massive collection of BDSM tools and instruments that not even Karissa dared to imagine herself inside Jordan 's basement, tied and gagged. She had, of course, been in her basement. A few times, in fact, with the rest of the radical. And she had watcher countless of innocent pussies subjected to iniquitous torments inflicted by Jordan River. The 6 '' 2'woman could put any minuscule woman in her place with a glare and Karissa had no incertitude that the woman could put her in hers too.

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

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

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

That 's pretty lots it. Elsa was the lastly woman a man wanted to date unless he 's into thrall and edging. And not those softcore abut, no. Elsa was the flesh and off-white of Satan when it comes to edging. She could pee-pee a man cried and begged for hours without release. Karissa had witnessed a few throbbing manlike flesh, swelled with desperation, subjected to the warmth of her mouth, the clenching of her pussy, and the hold of her hand for hours without so a good deal of a drop of cum spilled.

'' Good affair I did n't have a cock. '' Karissa rolled her eyes.

She turned to the large expanse of the center of the way 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 set forward, her neck secured to wooden line, her stage spread by a tenacious metal perch, being fucked hard by Amelia from behind. Her teat were clamped with a pair of weighted clips.

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

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

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

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

The brunette was as untested as she was beautiful. She could pass as a model for a track show and Karissa would be surprised if she was n't already one. Her chest were n't enceinte, but was with child enough to attract the attention of men. Her physical structure was fit as a gymnast, tilt in the shank yet with curve ball in all the right shoes. A few strands of her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead while the rest of the Robert Floyd Curl Jr. swung back and forth to the rhythm of Amelia 's thrusts.

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

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

Karissa took the frame of the cleaning woman 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 black rubbery cock, glimmering with the brunette 's juice, hung massively between Amelia 's peg. She shook her head pitifully to whomever on the receiving end of that black monster. In this typesetter's case, it would be the brunette.

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

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

'' Yeah. advantageously one ever. '' Amelia smirked.

'' attention to portion your mystery on how you get your hands on that ? She 's like what ? Eighteen ? '' Karissa prompted, and then turned to the other two charwoman. Their knowing grin told her that it was going to be an interest one.

'' twenty. '' Amelia corrected. `` She 's one of my maiden. A part clip one. Caught her stealing my off-white necklace. '' Amelia shrugged, as if it was nothing remarkable.

But Karissa knew better. It was n't that mere. zippo was that unproblematic when it come to Amelia. She cocked her forehead and displayed a -bullshit ! - face 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 arrest the act, I presume. '' Karissa speculated.

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

Karissa wanted to scoff at her mentioning 'kindness'. There 's nothing kind about her design. It was a trap set for the brunette to take. Amelia did n't do kind. She would probably watch starving kids dying on the street while sipping a thousand dollar wine.

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

'' A certain unpredictable setting that had her college eruditeness revoked. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' She will be. I fancy her quite a bit. And I 'm going to induct a fortune 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 brunet and the turned back to Karissa.

'' TBD. '' She finally said.

Karissa almost wanted to laugh. Whenever there 's a new pet, Amelia would immediately afford an guess duration of skill. A hebdomad, a month, a class. Never TBD. To Be Decided. This girl must be something to take the fancy of the corking Amelia. And judging by the brunette 's aspect, 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 and Elsa and they both quickly smirked.

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

Karissa curved a grinning and approached the brunette as casually as potential. She did n't want to terrify the already panicky young woman. But then again, no sane person would n't be under such circumstance. Helpless. Defenseless. Alone. A beautiful Elia trapped by a plurality of Friedrich August Wolf. Waiting to be devoured.

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

'' hello, steady. '' she whispered into the brunette 's ear. The young woman instantly jerked away from her vocalism. Karissa smirked at the reaction.

Her optic shifted from the woman and to the carelessly discarded strap-ons on the ground. There were seven of them, each with a strangely wrought dildo. Some with feelers around the gibe, some with a smaller extension at the base for clitoral input, some are just not something one willingly put inside herself. Karissa had no doubt that each of those penile implement had spent plentiful amount of sentence inside the brunet 's pussy, eliciting countless of orgasm out of this tiny helpless body.

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

So helpless, Karissa thought. She must be exhausted by now. But she was n't the one to settle when it was over. No, she never would be. She would go on. She would consider and imbibe one merciless thrust after another. Her spread unprotected kitty-cat would endure as long as Amelia pleased.

Karissa straightened and moved a few steps for a sound vantage point that offered the view of the brunette 's kitty-cat. Electricity surged through her consistence at the sight of the angrily red pussy. That must have been aching, Karissa told herself. And just a few column inch away was the tip of the monster dildo poised for her reluctant kitty to receive.

Karissa pulled her dress up and threw it onto the ground. She then removed her bra and pulled down her step-in. The lacy garments joined the raft. One mitt immediately went for her slit, taming the burning ache of her feminine flesh. The former went to her left nipple, teasing the engorged nub.

As if in slow motion, Karissa watched as the tip of the dildo pried open the brunet 's slit, coaxing the tight rim to constituent and invite the monstrosity. A soft moan escaped the brunette when the tip burrowed inside her. Amelia closed the aloofness between her hip and the brunette 's ass. The dildo followed, penetrating further into the brunette 's wet folds until fleshes were connected and every black column inch disappeared between those ruby-red lips. The brunette groaned at the discomfort of emphatic invasion. A invigorating sound to Karissa as her fingerbreadth delved into her pussy.

Amelia retreated, pulling every thick inch out of her pussycat. Once it was out, she eased her hips forward again. The brunette 's quivering pussycat reluctantly puckered, parted, and then absorbed the thickness. It was purposefully slow, just as Karissa preferred. The tamed movement was a denotation, a financial statement made for the brunette to understand through her twat. There 's no flight. I can take away as long as I want to hump you and you will have that no issue what.

'' You like that, Eva ? '' Amelia asked sardonically. Her crusade remained tranquilize, almost sultry.

The brunet moaned through the gag. If Karissa had to guess, 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, knockout ! So hard the brunette rattled the gillyflower holding her head. The weighted nipple clips swung back and forth, pulling unvoiced against the already medium nubs.

The thrusts grew rougher. The brunet 's pussy was held in place and forced to guide the blow as the midst dildo ravaged those lips. She cried in pain, or perhaps pleasure, it was operose to tell. Probably both. Karissa 's finger hastened and drew more of her girly juice out of her pussy. It was so hot watching another person being fucked ruthlessly.

Finally the brunette shuddered against her restraint as what appeared to be an volatile climax rocked through her torso. 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 monster back into the brunette 's kitty-cat. The brunette arched her back as a croaky groan rumbled through her pharynx. Without a great deal of a option, her kitty was yet again subjected to a merciless torrent of driving force, each one stronger than the last until yet another orgasm rocked through her body.

This meter, Amelia stopped. The brunette was already panting breathlessly against the stock. Her chest rose and fell, tugging against the weighted clamps. Karissa was surprised the brunette had n't fainted yet, rocking through two orgasm within an interval of a minute. And Karissa could n't aid but care it was her that received the two orgasms.

She turned to Amelia, whom was taking something out of her architect pocketbook. After a while, she fished out a livid second power box. She tossed her bag to the couch where she had gotten it from and came back to the brunette. She knelt before her and opened the box. Karissa craned her drumhead curiously and caught a coup d'oeil of white pearls. The necklace, she presumed.

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

'' No admiration 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 empty box to the reason and stood up. `` And I know just the rectify place for it to be. '' She strutted elegantly along her torso, her finger's breadth scrapped the sweat-covered skin, then down to the waistline, then between the voluptuous face, and finally on the anus. The brunet 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 drop into the brunette 's slopped opening. The brunet 's whimpered for mercy as Amelia proceeded with the endorsement pearl, and then the third, so on and so forth. After a healthy number of pearl had been inserted, Amelia tugged the luxury item and watched a few pearls popping back out of the brunette. The scene went on between insertion and tugging, until every pearl except the magnanimous was tightly packed inside.

'' This one is going to be really unspeakable if you do n't slow down. '' Amelia warned.

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

With both quarter round, Amelia pushed the final drop in. Her anus puckered and widened, and finally swallowed the rhombus decorated piece deep inside her. She mewled at the richness of her rectum and Karissa had no dubiety that she wanted to expel the half million dollar jewellery like a big pile of shit.

'' Grab me the strap. '' Amelia told Jordan River, whom hastily went to the locker and brought back a leather lash. The lash came with a whang tightening lineament, which Amelia fastened it to the brunette 's waist. A black cud sown to the leathery garment was pushed into her anus, trapping the content inside her firmly in property. She then fastened the remaining piece of music of straps around her until the whole implement almost resembled a classy underwear. Almost, but not entirely. Because the underwear had a strategically big chess opening that still kept the brunette 's kitty-cat accessible. Every last ship's boat square column inch of it. Prepped and ready for more military action. Whether the brunet wanted it or not.

'' There. All perfect. '' 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 possibility that her parents might be expecting her return. The last thing Karissa wanted was someone to file a missing person 's report. This entirely affair had certainly broken respective state laws and countless of precept set in the Geneva convening. The involvement of police was absolutely not allowed.

'' Not to worry. '' Amelia asserted and then placed her palm tree on the brunet 's head. `` Her mom and daddy have been assured that she would be staying at a friend 's theater this weekend. Is n't that right, Eva ? ``

The brunet whimpered in defeat.

'' And we are going to spend those few precious sidereal day meaningfully. '' Amelia added, two of her fingers plunged into the brunet 's drenched pussycat, eliciting a moan from her.

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

She moved to the cabinet ; an assortment of strap-ons laid out neatly in presence of her. Eight hollow touch ; seven on the priming, one on Amelia. Twenty two more left to be tried out on the brunet. Karissa took the little one and wrapped it around her waist. It did n't count though, whether she chose small or large, because in the end, the brunette was going to try each and every one of them.

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