Her ankles shackled to the floor. The bar of a set of bilbos has been used as a bit so that drool spills out her mouth. Her wrists are locked on either side. When he shows up, he canes her foot, but maybe it's not so bad. Anything is better than being left alone in the barn like that. Especially if you're an attention slut.
She's strapped at the neck, wrists, elbows, waist, and ankles into a metal chair. Then he suspends her, chair and all. He props a long Mr. Pogo inside her and vibrates her. The head of the vibrator completely disappears in her pussy. And she's wet. Very, very wet.
In PD's new play room - the one with electro-torment devices and lots of water features - she's shackled onto a metal bondage chair. Metal electrodes are screwed onto her nipples. And a metal dildo with wires attached goes up her cunt. He gently fingers her clit until it's stiff and hard. Then he turns on the current and lets it run.
A plastic bag covers her head. He pulls it tight until it forms to her face. He loosens it for a moment. Tightens. Loosens. Then he drenches her with water. To increase conductivity, he tells her. He turns up the current. And now she's screaming. A hose shoots water at her pussy. More screams. He turns off the hose and leaves. She's soaked. Worn out. But once more she finds herself
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