Maria gritted her teeth as the hooded bondage master introduced himself - not by public figure but by establishing his complete control over my wife.

She stood silently before him, completely naked, submitting to whatever humiliation would be meted out to her.

He'd started by running his custody over her body, lingering over her massive boob, kicking her peg apart so he could reach out between them.

"Nice tight twat, for a slut,"he'd grunted.

Now he stepped it up.

He swung his helping hand with a full backswing, connecting with her leave breast. The slap echoed around the concrete chamber. Calophyllum longifolium's breast jolted up, almost hitting her in the face, the shock frozen on her face.

Before she could recover the bondage master slapped her right breast, the curtly sharp slap sounding like twin gunshots.

Calophyllum longifolium's breast bounced for a couple of moment afterwards, red marks appearing instantly.

He drew his arm back and Maria tensed immediately with a sharp intake of breath, drawing back.

The slavery master laughed.

"You think that will help, slut ? Those tits are big targets."

He began to change by reversal away and Maria relaxed, letting out the breath she had been holding in while tensed.

In a blur the bondage professional backhanded her right tit and then her left field, and followed through with a pair of forehand stroke smacking, leaving Maria gasping.

"When your married man booked you in with me, he said your tits were, and I quote, ‘ made for torture ’. I usually don't take much notice of proud husbands.

"But I have to admit,"he turned and winked at me,"he was right. I'm going to enjoy your tits, Maria Pardo. We all are, aren't we ?"

His question was met with a low pharyngeal chorus of acquiescence. A loose grouping of men stood just inside the entrance to the bondage chamber, watching intently.

"You are going to garner your nickname of titsMaria, slut."

He grabbed Maria's nipples between quarter round and forefinger and jerked them up, forcing Maria onto tiptoe to relieve the air. It looked like he had stretched each nipple out an inch as her areola took on a conical shape.

Then he pulled them directly towards himself."We'll see how far we can get these titmouse to labor out. No need for push up bras,"he chuckled."We have push up rope, hey. But first ..."

He turned to his workbench and picked up what looked like two foresighted flavorless boards about an inch thick and five or six inches wide-cut, held together by three sets of prison guard. He loosened the fucking to widen the gap between the boards. Holding the top board, he slid the tail end board under Maria's tits and jerked upwards.

She met out a gasp as she realised what was going to happen.

He transferred his grip to the tail end board and the top board slid down to breathe on her jugful. He began tightening the middle screw, squashing Maria's bazookas between the two table. Her tits began squishing out the front of the plug-in further and further as he also tightened the end screws.

"Nice stand,"he cracked. A chuckle ran through the male audience.

Calophyllum longifolium was paraded around the bedroom so everyone could get a dear aspect at Maria's misshapen pitcher's mound as the stand bounced around on them as she walked. maria was made to reverberate and jiggle her tits to shew how the add-in stayed in place.

After a while the thraldom passe-partout removed the tit rack and went to the next detail on his humiliation agenda. He had already ***********ed a duet of nipple clamp - not the spring loaded type. These were turnkey down G clinch, cast iron, each a handy weight in itself.

"Let's see what these tit can take,"he muttered. He pulled Maria's left teat out respective times as he prepared it for the clamp. Maria looked down as her teat stayed hard and extended. The bondage master quickly stooped down and sucked the nipple, then bit it, baring his teeth so we could all see the pink physical body between his pearly Edward D. White. Slow he slide his tooth along the nipple, not extended even further. Calophyllum longifolium breathed deeply as she tried to oblige in a gasp.

Her eyes followed the thralldom master as he repeated the process with her former nipple. Then quickly, while they were still long and hard, glistening with his saliva, he screwed the clinch on, tightening them till they dangled off her tits.

This time Maria could not prevent a gasp escaping her lips as the clamp reduced her nipples to thin splinter, only the reddening mamilla still retaining their roundness.

The thraldom master gave each clamp a flick with his fingers, causing them to wobble on the ends of Maria's knocker. Then he gently fondled each breast, tracing his fingers around the ring of color and clamped nipple, suddenly slapping both teat at the same time, stepping back so we couple see Maria's tits bouncing around with the clamps straining each teat.

The bondage master moved behind my wife, bringing his hand up to support each knocker, rubbing and stroking them.

"You know, I've seen some of your stuff, trollop,"he said conversationally in Maria's ear while playing with my wife's tits."You're quite the tight, filthy perverted whore, aren't you ? Fucked by strangers, gangbangs, clique raped, breeding, and even bigger taboo. Getting pregnant to a stranger didn't slow you down either, did it ? An even bigger adulteress when your belly was swollen, weren't you Maria Pardo ?

"And usually with an audience, even if was just your hubby. But most times it was a bigger audience, wasn't it, you fucking big tit nasty slut. You were the entertainment, men using your physical structure as a subsist fuck chick, using you for their own joy, while other men watched as you allowed yourself to be degraded, your fuckholes abused, as they expended their enjoyment of you. You were their cum dump, as they stuffed their payload in your mouth, in your cunt, up your ass, over your tits.

"How many, Maria Pardo ? How many cocks have penetrated your holes, how many liter of seminal fluid have you swallowed, have been deposited bass inside you ? Mmm ?"

Maria shook her head, even though she must possess realised it was a rhetorical interrogative sentence. Her body was arched back against him as he eloquently described her deepness of depravity.

"Does it get you excited, Maria ? Does it get you wet to hear me severalise you just how big a slut and woman of the street you are ? Let's see ..."

The bondage master let one hand slide slowly over mare's tum to her pussy. As his digit reached the top of her knock off cunt, my wife spread her legs even further apart so he could explore her cunt.

"Mmm, I think we can see just how excited you are, Maria. How moist you are, it's even running down your legs."

Sure enough we could see Maria leaking, steaks of wetness sliding slowly down the inside of her thighs. The bondage schoolmaster slipped two digit into my wife's cunt, rapidly slapping them from to side making a wet squelching audio to indicate just how wet he had made Maria.

"And all those trillion more, men all over the world watching your videos and seeing your exposure, jerking their cocks over you, Calophyllum longifolium Pardo. Exposing you as the complete and perfect slut you are, simply for their amusement. Don't you just bang it ?"

Maria could barely nod as the bondage master continued to masturbate my wife, flicking the clinch on her nipple as he did. She began moaning as the clamps pulled her nipples down as her boob bounced, increasing in intensity.

"Oh ho, a mammilla coming ! Impressive, slut."

He stopped fingering Maria's cunt, moved in forepart of her again and focussed on her tit, pulling the clamps in various commission, leading Maria on a niggling terpsichore as she followed the pull.

Soon her breasts were heaving as the orgasm overcame her, eventually settling down as the bondage master relaxed his bag on the clamps.

After a quick visit to the bench, the bondage master ordered Maria to raise her implements of war straight up from her sides and placed a what looked like a flat bit of steel across her shoulder. The span stretched along the length of each arm and fitted around her neck, with alloy fastenings for each wrist. It made maria's manoeuver how a short, giving her even more of a subservient appearance.

He again strode to his judiciary and returned with ropes. He left the clamps on and used them to root for Maria's left tit out, quickly and expertly circling it tightly with corduroy, starting at the substructure of the bosom, neatly laying each loop of rope side of meat by side, making the dumbbell bulge forward more than twice as much as in a relaxed state.

With each bosom bound, he led mare to a shank high board, laying her down on her rachis and securing her radiocarpal joint and ankles. Her knees were raised and her leg were cattle farm all-encompassing apart, her bound tits poking uncoiled up.

Going to his bench, the slavery master key returned with a number of stick, or rods, each of dissimilar length and thickness. He ***********ed one and approached between my wife's bed cover legs.

"hope your still wet, slut,"he growled as he inserted the end of the rod into her cunt.

He began shoving the rod into Maria's twat, and everyone could clearly take heed her squishy twat. He sped up his driving force, ramming the rod deeper into my wife's wide-cut unfastened and exposed fuckhole. She was breathing quicker and shallower but before anything could develop he withdrew the rod. He ***********ed a shorter, thicker pole and plunged it into Maria's reddening gash, again thrusting it family and withdrawing before it could create an orgasm.

"This is where we have some group fun with you, Maria. Come on boys, grab some poles and jump impaling the squawk,"he told the group.

Eagerly they rushed forward to capture one of the props and soon Calophyllum longifolium had control stick, poles and rod being shoved in and out of her cunt and ass. Some had dildo like ends, some were just rounded smooth, some credit card, some wood, some alloy, some rubber. There were household implements and puppet among them, like a pot brush, a baseball game bat, the handle of a lawn tennis racket and even a screwdriver.

The thraldom master supervised, ensuring that no one lingered in Maria's hole too long, swapping around implements.

After a while he signalled for the men to break off as he rubbed his hand over Maria's sore crotch."How was that, slut ? Enjoy having your cakehole filled ? You'll do anything for prick, won't you whore ?"Now the slut's kettle of fish have been properly fix,"he addressed the group,"it's time to put the slut to the entirely real use for which she is in force for."

From a shadowy corner he wheeled a large drum on castors, placing it in the centre of the chamber and applying a brake on each wheel. The metal barrel had articulatio radiocarpea and ankle fastening. While a couple of men removed the yoke, the thraldom master readied it for its succeeding victim.

Maria was tied down backwards over the cask so her mouthpiece and cunt we're both at dick height. Her weapon system were bound to the incline of the gun barrel. Her tightly roped tits were still going purple, poking highschool into the air. Her legs were tied apart, giving pure access to her cunt.

At a nod from the thralldom superior, two of the men in the audience unzipped their trouser, stroking already severely cocks.

"I know the bondage sleeping accommodation is new to you, slut, so we're gon na prepare you sense right at dwelling,"he addressed my married woman.

"We're gon na pay you the sort of treatment you're used to, except you're tied up so you have no ascendency whatsoever. Just remember there's so much more in store for you on your adjacent sojourn - all kind of roping, dangling, special weights on your nipple clamps, clamps and weights on your pussy lips, caging, stocks - oh the inclination is long, my dear harlot. And all with an aegir audience like this one."

As he finished, the two men thrust their cocks into my wife, one into her upside down oral cavity and the other into her dripping cunt.

The man fucking Maria's mouth held her head between his big hired man and forced his pecker all the way down her throat and held it there. I could see her throat swell as he jammed his cock balls deep.

The other man was pounding Maria's pussy similarly, long, recondite hard powerful thrusts almost moving the barrel. Some of the other guy were slapping Maria's bound nipple, swaying only a minimal amount because of the roofy encircling each boob.

It wasn't long before the pharynx fucker blew a load in my wife's mouth, which she desperately tried to unsay. But with her head being upper side down quite a bit dribbled down her face into her eyes. He stepped aside and the next man took his piazza, again ruthlessly look fucking my wife.

Her beautiful case wasn't so pretty anymore, streaked with semen mixing with her eye makeup.

The second base guy dumped his cum onus into maria's bitch and stepped back, soberness ensuring a steadfast stream of his cockjuice welled out of her fuckhole. Again the next guy had his long deep hard rooster ready to empale maria, the sound of the Gemini thrusting men reverberating through the barrelful and around the concrete chamber.

The group of men continued to bang my wife, all of them returning for seconds and even dessert until they were all satiated and wandered off in hunt of the beers they had been promised for their participation.

After they had all gone I slowly walked to where Maria's head was still hanging down over the barrel and stroked her cheek with the back of my hand.

"I'm very gallant of you, Maria,"I told her."Very proud. ”