The gentlewoman walked the boy into the rape room. Their eyes stayed on him every footstep of the way, drinking up his beauty. Laedia could tell from the two other cleaning woman that they were as horny as she was. And the Goddess knew that she had such a burning between her stage that she could have ridden the lovely Whitney Young thing to death within minutes.

But she could endure to engage it promiscuous as well. Long and drawn out play was, after all, more perfumed than following your immediate impulses. In fact, looking back the last dozen or so years, Laedia could commend killing only one boy during rape ( either suffocated him or choked him, she was n't trusted ). That was pretty good, she thought.

torture to death, of trend, did not enumeration, for such a matter was rarely unintentional.

The boy was taken to a tall tabular array with a platform in front of it. The board itself was cushioned for one to lie on it comfortably. At the end there were shackle, so that the victim was pressed against the end of the board, his legs attached, leaning forward with wrists attached to the incline. End resolution was that he was leaning forward against his elbows, his lip ready to process the one lying on the table itself. Under the tabular array, one had free access to his genitals, as there was a hole on the end board with straps to secure the dick and balls.

The boy was led onto the platform and Laedia got up on the table, getting comfortable. She lifted her skirts while the former women attached him. Then, grinning at him, she took the boy 's head by the hair and shoved his case between her peg. His soft backtalk on her cunt. He got to work.

She had spent the lastly twosome of calendar week traveling for business, sweating in the mid summer 's sun. For the conclusion couple of days she had n't washed herself down there, as she 'd jazz that she would want to be eaten once home. puss should only ever be cleaned with boy-mouths, she often said, joking only partly.

Ferrah went to convey something from the table of toys at the edge of the room. She returned with two aim : a two-headed alloy cock attached to a harness and a bottle of lubricating oil. After applying oil on it, she strapped the cock to the nominal head of her ( one top dog went inside of her slit ) and then rose onto the platform. She started oiling the male child asshole. He whimpered softly.

The women 's centre briefly met, and they both scowled. Ferrah and Laedia had been at betting odds with each early for some time now. Laedia could not call up the reason, but she did have sex that the kick annoyed her. Still, they could be more or less amicable succeeding to a shared interest.

After finishing with the oiling, Ferrah started inserting the strapped-on metal cock in the ass. The boy tensed and groaned, and Laedia had to commit no his hair harder to keep him eating.

Once the cock was in properly, Ferrah started moving her coxa back and Forth. The boy whimpered with his optic closed. He was no long a virgin but was far from inured to ass raping. Ferrah, both weapon system tattooed, held him firmly by the hips, nails digging into pelt, and started fucking him intently. He moaned in irritation and pain, yet to his credit kept his sassing working nicely. The vibration from the noise was always a nice touch.

Ass and oral cavity thus violated, one More important role of him remained unabused. But not for long !

With a wicked grin, Deelah strolled over with a vial of Elixir in her long-fingered hand. She dove under the tabular array, and Laedia watched as the young woman ( she was barely in her fourties but already very skillful with the Art ) started preparing the boy 's cock. Oiling it with the clear liquid. The elixir took effect very fast, and soon the healthy organ was completely hard. The woman 's work force worked on its slick surface, making a soothingly squelching sound.

The boy moaned louder, now at the whizz on his suddenly very centripetal cock. That feeling of impregnable pleasure that was not joy at all, provided by the alchemists who had created the philosophers' stone. Intense sexual arousal, but wholly unpleasant for him.

Yet he tried to not let all this intervene with his sass workplace. So Laedia decided she would let him off well-to-do. For starters.

After a picayune while Deelah stopped and came out from under the mesa. With an even wickeder grin she walked over to the table of toys. Laedia had a grin of her own as she watched the woman cream something up.

A little aid for stroking his cock.

The twist was called a ring gauntlet. As the name implied, it was a sort of metal glove, consisting of several hoop attached to each early with pocket-sized irons, three ring for each finger, plus three bands around the medal. The rings and dance band were dappled with little rivet. Stroking a sensitive, Elixir-enforced cock with one ( or Thomas More ) of those gave a nicely vivid effect ! The studs made it not too irritating yet quite uncomfortable. Forcing a boy to cum with ring-gauntlets was almost as good fun as it was with a cock-raper ! With or without the aid of a ( also studded ) sound.

Deelah put her powerful bridge player in the gauntlet and came back. Before going back down, however, she stopped, and Laedia turned the boy 's head towards the woman. Deelah then teasingly waggled her slender, ring-glad finger's breadth at him and, seeing his saying, gave a filthy, sighing jape before going under.

Laedia pressed the boy 's sass back into her slit. Then she looked under the tabular array as Deelah, slowly and teasingly at first base, started again to play with his lovely young prick. Soon she was stroking it good on, focusing especially on the medium glans. The studs rubbing the delicate skin.

The boy 's muscle became tensed with all the stimulation, nicely muscled arms looking really hot with the wrists strapped down. Leadia caressed his bicep with one while holding to his hairsbreadth with the other.

She smiled as she felt the boy struggling to retain his eating going. The invasive sensation of the anchor ring on his hammer, not to mention that of the metal rooster in his ass, made it heavy for him to maintain going in a steady rhythm. No trouble, she would get him know if he failed to please her. In fact, just in case, she pulled on his hair harder, digging her nails into his scalp a short. He whimpered. She smiled wider. You could always add a bit more discomfort.

Ferrah then reached out her hands under him, finding his teat with her fingertips. Adding to the boilers suit input. As she did so, the boy 's whimpers deepened. His oral cavity slipping, Leadia pulled on his hair with both hands.

Laedia 's and Ferrah 's eye met then, and they shared a grin. Momentarily forgetting their differences as they worked together to best abuse the lovely boy at their mercy. Knowing how to crap it as uncomfortable for him as possible.

With a smile, Laedia wrapped her peg around his head, closing him into her fold. Pulling his hair to get his pretty mouth closer against her cunt, she closed her eye and enjoyed the feeling of his young backtalk and tongue as they desperately tried to please her. He had known real torture, she knew, and wanted to do what he could to ascertain that his cock would hereon be subjected to only the form of mild misuse that he now was given. He thought he could issue that by doing exactly what was told.

And while it was true that disobeying was the sure way to get to spend the most time in the dungeon, there was of course no way they could avoid them indefinitely. Torture was what was done to striver. It was a sportswoman and it was a supreme pleasure. And it was the right and the sacred duty of a lady to subject a boy to.

It was the will of the Goddess.

Thoughts of the darkest deed done to boys in the astuteness of dungeons managed to wind up Laedia so greatly that she soon came hard !

How long had it been since she 'd last breathed in the cold, weaken odor of the torture chamber ? Days ! She longed the feeling of getting horny to the sound of muffled riot, snapping whips, the bombilation of electricity. .. Longed for the wonderful coming from riding a thoroughly worked-over cock, while its owner ( former owner was more like it ) writhed and cried under you, strapped down helpless.

Her orgasm seemed to last and last, until it finally led to another, an even full one. Once that passed, she still kept the boy eating her, as the pleasure endured. It mattered less what he was doing, as long as his rima oris worked, desperate as it was.

Looking under the table, she saw Deelah lick the boy 's cockhead intently, her beringed fingerbreadth twisting round and round of golf. He would soon be cumming himself, judging by the shaking, twitching peg, the swelling cock, and by the way he cried and moaned into Laedia 's cunt.

Deelah 's already wide smile then became wider as ejaculate started to squirt out. The boy moaned and cried like a woman giving nativity, his brawny trunk twitching and shaking. He was trying to pull up his turncock into refuge, but the binds kept it in the mercifulness of the woman, whose script still kept stoking. She was making surely that the anchor ring made maximum impact with the intensely sensitive areas of the member. Switching between different holds. Using the long, polished nails of her other hired man to add to the mix. Torturing his cock with great mirth, her tooth gleaming and eyes shining.

To his citation, he mostly kept his mouth working through all this. Laedia could in fact feel another orgasm start to make up. She decided to postpone it as long as she could.

Meanwhile, Ferrah looked to be cumming as her hips slammed again and again against the boy 's nice ass. She squeezed his side of meat hard, never slowing her shtup for a second.

Laedia smiled. Holding onto the boy 's blond hair with one hand she stroked it with the other, almost gently. A lovely sight. Such a sweet Brigham Young thing, raped so thoroughly and savagely ! As a boy should be.

After maybe ten to twenty mo of post-orgasm torture, Deelah came out and walked back to the table. She picked up another ring metal glove, wore it on her other hand. She returned and went down, and after adding more philosophers' stone started to work on they boy 's cock with both hands. It did not please him.

Laedia admired his pretty, despairing grimace as he licked her clit, lifting it so she could see it well. A tangible knockout he was ! She wondered how lovely that look must give looked under the pain in the ass of torture.

She smiled. The boy did not even understand that this was his life now. Being used and abused in abandon. There was no afterwards for him. No escape, and certainly no freeing. Once he was used up he would simply be disposed of. And in no pleasant way.

Her horniness increasing by the aphrodisiacal images of the woe still waiting for the young darling, Laedia raised her rose hip and made him solve her motherfucker for a modification. That needed cleaning as well. While he did that, she started to finger herself. The compounding was delightful. Soon the boy shook and cried as he came again. Yet the mouth kept working desperately. His anguish and the stimulation gave her another orgasm.

The boy was shaking intensely while Deelah under the table was giving his post-orgasm sensitive stopcock a thorough treatment. Ferrah grinned as she watched his shaking and sweaty muscular back, and then her nerve convulsed in pleasure as she came again as well.

They kept this up a bit longer until it was sentence to move the boy. He was strapped on his back onto a different rape-table, and as soon as he was secured the eager ladies got on him. Deelah rode the shaft first, while Ferra got onto his mouthpiece. As they used him, Laedia caressed his muscular torso, played with his mammilla. They were still red from Ferrah 's pinching, peg brand all around.

They switched around a few times, taking turns on his mouthpiece and tool, playing with his sensitive mamilla. He came once inside Ferrah and another time inside Laedia, jolting adorable against his binds each fourth dimension. The peeress each had a copulate orgasms.

Then his peg were attached to shackles hanging from the roof, his legs spread out. Ferrah strapped the metal cock on again, this clip attaching to it a wire leading out of a metallic element box. This added a sapless electrical current to the hammer, tingly to her but rather unpleasant for him. Wide-grinning Deelah wore her ring gauntlet again, also attaching wires from the box. The current would only vellicate her hired man, but palpate very uncomfortable on the tender pelt on his pecker. As if to evidence, the noblewoman touched her index finger on the cockhead. He jolted with a cry. The women laughed.

They started on him again. Ferra fucking him. Deelah stroking the stopcock and adding spirit by caressing his balls.

Being electro-raped did not exempt the boy from eating, of course. Laedia parked her cunt onto his lips and he did his serious, amid whimper. His ass and crotch under a buzzing, crackling assault. He still ate nicely. She toyed with his tit, facing the other ladies so she could look up to their work.

Not long once they 'd started, the boy spasmed, and his cock shot out another cargo of cum. The climax was herculean, causing some intense trembling and jolt. And while Laedia would not permit his mouth to leave behind her pussy, she forgave if he focused on moaning and battle cry for a while. The trembling and the twitches soon brought her over the boundary as well.

Deelah continued, of course, as did Ferrah. They were grinning wide at his torment. The mild-ish pain added to the climax, but since the coming was not primarily pain-caused it did not stipulate for a full torturegasm. But of form the line was often heavy to draw. main thing was that the sensation was far from enjoyable for him, as evinced by his twitching and crying. Yet the annoyance, and the sense of impuissance, only fed into the stilted arousal, which then made those high-risk. The contrary loop.

It was beautiful !

The insatiate ladies played with the boy for a few hour altogether, switching him into unlike positions over the many pieces of restraining equipment in the room, keeping mostly in traditional types of rape. The ma'am came umteen times, and so did he. They let his cock go limp a couple of times in between, applying the Elixir 's antidote. This was important during farsighted sessions so as to avoid damaged goodness. Not that healing potions could not take precaution of most damages, as they also healed wound from harder torture : hemorrhage, cuts, and burns and such, even milder mutilation.

Finally, Laedia came for the last time, rubbing her cunt while the boy 's clapper was deep in her ass. He was on his spinal column, sprawled on a table. Ferrah also came, riding his cock, her long peg pulled up so that the heels of her leather boots bit into the side of his bound thigh. Deelah had gone to sit on the divan at the side of the room, sipping expensive wine.

After orgasming, Ferrah and Laedia looked at each early. They shared a satisfied grin, fasting friends now.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' Laedia asked while idly pinching the boy 's nipples.

'' Possibly, '' said Ferrah with a sly smile.

'' What are you two thinking ? '' asked Deelah, strolling over with a glass of wine.

'' I 'm thinking I 'm not quite done with him, '' Laedia said. `` A visit to the dungeon might be in order. ``

Ferrah got off the tool, sat back and started to treat it roughly. vellication and whimper. His tongue still in Laedia 's bastard. `` Yes I would not mind hearing him scream. ``

'' Just the three of us ? '' Deelah asked.

'' Could ask others to join, '' Laedia said.

Ferrah shrugged, sticking a nail inside the urethra. `` The to a greater extent the merrier. ``

He spasmed and squealed as Ferrah wiggled the nail. The noblewoman grinned evilly.

'' That 's the spirit ! '' Deelah said.

They giggled.

Then the still grinning Lady called the sentry duty to untie the boy while they got dressed. They then followed as the safety device started to drag the naked boy toward the cellar dungeons. They took a few feeding bottle of unspoiled vintage wine with them.

A distortion session would follow .