A teacher finally shows his bitchy student where she belongs-part two. [14k words] [Mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [non con to start] [a lot of pain] [bdsm, especially bd] [teacher/student] [toys]

(This is a direct continuation to part one of this story. It was all meant to be posted as one, but reddit doesn't let me post that much.)

Her firm cheeks felt the vicious sting of his thick, leathery belt over and over, inflicting increasing amounts of pain on her. Every single cry from her mouth was like music to his ears, further building up the raging desire, to fuck the hell out of her, inside of him. There was no relenting in his abuse, he kept striking down hard with his belt, moving around to better thwack each of her cheeks, leaving no spot free of pain. He fully intended her to feel the stinging for a while, a reminder of what she had learned. The clamps around her nipples still stung, although the pain all over her now completely red ass was infinitely worse. The hurting became so bad that she couldn't hold back tears. Even as she sobbed out, trying to bite down on her lip to stay quiet, he kept up his abuse, almost getting to the point of drawing blood before he finally set his belt down, leaving her a whimpering mess on his desk, unable to move due to the incredible pain over her backside. No matter how bad she felt though, for the first time she truly felt in her place as she cried onto his desk, unable to stop herself.

Sam didn't care that Kiara was bawling on his desk though, totally defeated and unable to move. That was exactly how he wanted her, how he expected her to be. He set his belt aside, using his hands to feel her ass. It was hot to the touch from the blood pumping through it. A few tiny cuts seemed to have appeared, although there was no bleeding. She moaned loudly as his hands felt her stinging ass. If she had wanted to move then she couldn't have, she was still recovering from the assault on her ass. The hot wax didn't seem nearly so painful to her at that point, although all of it had turned her on more than she thought possible, a fact Sam could easily recognise from her dripping slit.

He stood slightly to one side of her, letting his fingers find her sex for the third time. She only seemed to have gotten wetter from the abuse. They could both hear his fingers rubbing against her sloppy wetness. She seemed obviously relieved as his fingers rubbed against her, somewhat easing the pain. At least until he smacked his hand against her pussy, making her stamp one of her heels on the ground with a loud click. Her sobbing started anew while he slapped her pussy, stopping between each hard slap to play with her for a moment. She still didn't dare to move away, she wasn't even sure her legs would carry her if she wanted to go anywhere. Even with the amount he was abusing her, there was no place she'd rather be.

Without even a hint of warning, he yanked her off of the table by her hair. He went to the effort of pulling her up to her feet, forcing her to limply stand in front of him, her ass so incredibly sore, only to kick the backs of her knees, laughing slightly as she dropped down in front of him, defeated. He kept hold of her bunched up hair in one large hand, smiling down at his toy who kept her head down, facing the floor. It was finally time for him to make use of her body, rather than only abusing it. After all he hadn't gone to all this trouble to just punish her, he wanted a new toy to play with now he was becoming rather fond of his old toy, treating her more like a lover than a sex toy, although he was still very much in charge.

He let go of her hair for a moment to unbutton his pants, placing them down on his desk, keeping his boots on. Kiara couldn't avoid looking at the thick bulge in his underwear, desperate to be free and inside of her warm holes. She practically started to drool at the thought of him using his cock, something she wouldn't have to wait much longer for. With another swift motion, he removed his underwear, leaving him in only his shirt and boots. Being a feeble minded slut, Kiara couldn't tell how big his cock was just by looking, she just knew it looked large, and that she desperately wanted it wherever he was going to put it. All of the pretend resistance had disappeared from Kiara's mind. It was shockingly easy how quickly she'd learned her true place in the world. Sam stepped back close to her, the thick head of his cock just brushing against her bottom lip, forcing his musk down her nostrils. All she wanted to do was wrap her lips around the perfectly formed member in front of her, but she was too terrified to move as her ass was still incredibly sore from only moments ago. "Beg," Sam commanded, nothing more needed to be said, it was obvious what she was supposed to be begging for.

She breathed heavily on his cock, the sensations of which almost drove him to ram it down her throat right then and there. "P-please sir, please please please can this weak, pathetic slut worship your beautiful cock, so that she can at least be of some use in the world, instead of just being a stupid bitch," Kiara's voice croaked, her lip trembled once she finished speaking, barely able to resist pushing her already open, welcoming mouth around his cock. Sam raised his eyebrow slightly, most of what she had done had been quite the surprise, especially how good she was at begging considering she'd had everything handed to her for her entire life.

"Suck it then, you desperate slut," almost as soon as the words left his mouth her glossy lips were wrapped around the head of his cock, almost hurrying to push their way down around his cock. She very much doubted she could even get close to the base of his cock, especially while kneeling down, that wasnt going to stop her doing her absolute best to worship the cock she so readily took into her mouth. It was obvious she'd sucked an awful lot of cock before, however she'd always had her hands to keep hold of the dick, going down her throat. Also she had always been in total control of the situation despite being on her knees. That time was different though, she had no means of stopping him from doing anything. He let out a slight grunt as he felt her warm mouth wrap around the head of his cock, clamping tightly shut before she pushed her head down, eagerly sucking.

Doing his best to show disinterest in her actions, he began to take his shirt off, tossing it onto his desk. Looking up she could see how toned his chest and arms were, easily showing just how much stronger he was than her, and how easy it would be for him to overpower her. With her rather sudden obedience he realised he wouldn't need some of the things he had brought, such as the ring gag to keep her mouth open, although he'd certainly use it on her eventually. "If I feel teeth, you'll get this," he picked up a violet wand, an electrical toy that would deliver a very painful sudden shock, rather than a constant current. To demonstrate, he pressed it to her shoulder before flicking the switch, sending a painful jolt of electricity through her, causing her to flinch. The shock only served to encourage her to do her best.

Her lips stayed tightly clamped around his cock, doing her best to accommodate his size, while still avoiding scraping his hardness with her teeth. As she gladly serviced the thick cock penetrating her mouth, she could feel him tensing up slightly, obviously enjoying her oral skills, which was odd as her oral presentations in class had always been abysmal. Once Sam had set his shirt down, he turned his attention back to the girl happily bobbing her head up and down between his legs. He couldn't deny that she sure seemed to know her way around a cock for her age. Grunting slightly, he grabbed up her hair in his hands, giving her pigtails, or blowjob handles. With her hair in his hands and her head well under his control, he began to thrust his hips back and forth, using her hair to hold her head relatively still.

Very quickly, he picked up speed, starting to use her mouth like he would a pussy, simply fucking it, not caring about her being able to breathe or gagging against his length smacking against the back of her throat. If she hadn't been such a slut then she would've surely have thrown up. Still, her gagging sounds filled the air, along with his deep grunts of pleasure from abusing her face. As he fucked her mouth, his cock became slick with her spit, leading her to drool over her chin and down onto her clamped up gravity defying tits. Her hands strained against her ropes slightly, instinct making her want to protect herself. Her legs also joined in, squirming slightly. In response, Sam took a couple of steps forward, leaving her at an angle with her back halfway to the ground. Only him holding her hair kept her up like that. Even in the awkward position, he still forced his cock into her mouth, loving the feeling of a warm, slutty mouth trying it's best to grip hold of and pleasure his cock.

After almost a minute in the awkward position, she felt as if her hair was going to rip out before he finally let her up, giving her a brief chance to breathe. She gasped for air, having been feeling a little lightheaded after having her throat abused for several minutes, leaving her chest and his dick a sloppy mess. She only received a moment of respite though, he dragged her to his chair, taking a seat after punishing her beneath his desk. "Get back to work," he ordered simply, bringing his chair I against his desk. She immediately set about sucking on his cock once more, this time with more control over how much she took at a time. She still did her best to please him though, sloppily gulping down as many inches as she could manage. He sat back for a few moments, taking a moment to appreciate just how successful he had been in turning the girl that he hated into an obedient cocksucking slave.

Once he'd taken his moment to enjoy his power over her, he began to pack up a few of the toys he didn't plan on using, while still in the classroom at least. She continued to suck on his cock, bouncing her head up and down in his lap, the chain connecting her nipples jangling with her aggressive movements. "Hold it down the back of your throat for 10 seconds," he shocked her breast with the wand, causing her to yelp out, almost hitting her head as she flinched. Shocking her may have been a little risky seeing as she may have bitten down suddenly, although luckily for him she did not. Instead she immediately pushed her heard down onto his cock, taking in as much as she could possibly manage at that angle, her tongue lapping at the underside of his shaft while his tip pushed down the back of her throat, enjoying the wet, warmth of her mouth. "Oh fuck, Kiara, you little fucking slut," he grunted out, pleasantly surprised by just how good she was. He evidently wasn't going to have to teach her quite as much as his last toy. She used her fingers to count up to 10 while her face became red from the lack of air. She finally brought her head off of his cock, only taking a few deep breaths before going right back to bobbing up and down like a good girl.

After packing many of his things away, he simply sat back to enjoy her skills, getting a little caught up in them. He eventually realised he should make use of her other holes, and give her some more punishment of course. He pushed his chair back, almost causing her to face plant on the floor once his cock had left her mouth. "Get up, bend over my desk," he ordered with no theatrics, simply waiting for her to obey. It was a slight struggle for her to rise to her feet, nevertheless, she managed to do it, bending down over his desk once more, presenting her still sore ass that remained a dark shade of red, even purple in places. "Tell me slut, how many guys have used this hole," he pressed his thumb against her puckered asshole, causing her to wriggle her ass at him.

There was a short pause. "Five, sir," she mumbled, obviously feeling a little ashamed of her especially filthy behaviour.

He stopped putting pressure on her tightest hole, instead grabbing a butt plug to stuff inside of her tightest hole. The plug started incredibly thin, but ended up being almost too thick before the lip that would stop the toy from being swallowed up by her hole. As much as she wanted to stuff it inside of her ass with no lube, he knew it would just be too difficult with how tight she was. With a quick squirt of lube onto the plug, he forced it into her hole without warning, making her take it no matter how much she moaned about the large toy stretching her ass. She was obviously quite relieved once the thickest part of the toy was inside of her and not stretching out her hole. Had she been wearing clothes, it would've been incredibly difficult to tell she had such a large toy inside of her ass, putting pressure on all the right spots. "You like that toy filling you up, toy?" He asked, giving her ass a heavy spank.

Kiara groaned in pain from her sore ass being hit, making her shift around. That shifting moved the toy inside of her leading to some interesting sensations for her to say the least. "Yes sir, I wish it was your cock though," she breathed heavily, hoping he'd like that.

He did indeed appreciate her words with a chuckle. "You really were easy to break, I mean wow, but you'll have to earn my cock in your ass, slut, now open wide, I don't want to hear too much out of your mouth right now, thats not what it's for," he stepped to her front once more, stuffing a medium sized ball gag into her happily open mouth, keeping it wide open. He knew she'd probably dribble onto his desk or herself, but he didn't care in the slightest, it was all worth it as he got a new, beautiful, slutty toy. She bit down gently on the gag, getting used to it filling up the front of her mouth, causing her to drool even more. Any trace of dignity she'd managed to retain was just gone now, especially once he clicked a picture of her all gagged up. "Just something to remind me of this special moment," he showed her the picture, making her realise just how degraded she was. It made her feel even more desperate than before to take his spit covered cock in her quite literally dripping cunt.

As with many things he'd done, there was no warning or pretence of kindness, he simply moved in behind her, using his hand to guide his cock to it's target, her slutty cunt. Given how much of a mess she was from being incredibly horny, his cock slid inside of her easily, pushing deep all the way in in one swift motion. He didn't rest it inside or gently take it out, he just straight up began to fuck her, to use her hole to get him off. It was irrelevant if she was enjoying it or not, although she certainly was. She certainly wasn't a virgin, although her begging hole gripped onto him as if she was. It was easy for him to slide in as she was so incredibly wet, more evidence of her whorishness and willingness to submit to the man beginning to pound her from behind against his desk.

The sounds of her muffled cries mixing in with his grunts of pleasure filled the air, along with the smacking of his thighs hitting her still tender ass. She bounced up the table each time he slammed inside of her, making her defenceless body push the table slightly from the force of his mighty thrusts. He was relentless in his pounding, taking enormous amounts of pleasure in using Kiara's hole for it's intended purpose. He also garnered a certain amount of enjoyment from bringing his hands down on her aching cheeks, spanking her once more all while his cock filled her wettest hole. Just when she thought she'd gotten used to him spanking and using her tight pussy, used to the mixing of incredible pleasure with crippling pain, he brought the wand back, shocking her back, sides and hands, making her squirm even more against her restraints, practically trembling in them while she screamed against her gag from the suffering.

After laughing to himself about her squirming and complaining, he set aside his wand, leaning down over her, still thrusting his hips. He gripped up some of her hair turning her head side on. His voice was raspy in her ear, still aggressive somehow. "Tell me how much you like taking my cock, how much you feel in your place bent over my desk with all of your slutty holes being filled by something," he ordered, biting down on her neck. His thrusts had become more shallow since he was bent down.

"Iah ruv yurh cok shir, iah ruv yu usin meh rike eh irty hor," she struggled desperately to speak against the gag in her mouth, drooling over her own face in the process. In response to her speech he pulled her into a standing position which she was only just barely able to maintain. She was slightly bent forward, sticking her ass back out for him to thrust his sizeable cock into her pussy. He forcefully grabbed hold of her breasts from behind, viciously squeezing on them even with the clamps in the way. It was normally tough for her to orgasm without at least some kind of clitoral stimulation, a fact which had somehow eluded most of her boyfriends, but it was different this time, she could feel an orgasm welling up inside of her, getting closer and closer to overwhelming her senses. Maybe it was how he treated her, or the pain, or a combination of everything, but she had never been that horny before.

With a final satisfied grunt and thrust he let go of her, allowing her to fall down onto the table with a awkward thud. She whined at being denied the orgasm she had come ever so close to getting, she could almost feel it fading away, although she was still desperately aroused. He sighed, wanting to continue to fuck her, but wanting to switch position to let him play with her front a little more. "Stand up, you lazy bitch, sit on my desk facing me," she tried to comply as fast as she could, but there was obvious fatigue in her movements. She sat her plugged up ass down on his desk, immediately realising just how uncomfortable that was with her freshly wounded ass pressing against the slightly warm wood of the desk.

"Gonna see just how flexible you are now, slut, I assume it's very considering how well you do in gym class and how many boys you fuck," he grabbed a fairly large spreader bad from behind her. It took him only a moment to click the restraints around each of her ankles, keeping her legs from being able to close. He did want to use rope in order to demonstrate his remarkable bondage skills, although it would take more time than he wanted to spend here since he'd already broken her will. He had much more titillating things to use at his home, although they would take a lot longer to prepare than this. He took a few moments to untie the ropes keeping her arms straight back behind her, allowing her a few moments to ease out some of the tension that had built up in them. Her stretch was cut short by a heavy duty black bondage cuff being slapped around each of her wrists. Each cuff had a link on it, allowing them to be linked together or to something completely different, such as the spreader bar holding her legs apart.

Grabbing hold of the steel bar, he brought it up, pulling her legs right up to a little above her head. She really was quite flexible, yoga generally has that effect if you do enough of it anyway. "Hold your hands up by the bar," she wordlessly complied with his order, not only because of the gag filling her mouth. He hooked each of her hands firmly to the bar, keeping them in place. She very much doubted she would be able to free herself from the bar, not that she wanted to. "Who do you belong to?" He asked, pulling her butt towards the edge of his desk leaving her completely on display for him. Her legs couldn't get in the way of anything he wanted to do to her sopping, unsatisfied fuck hole. "I said who do you belong to, fuck toy," he repeated, far more aggressively, this time shocking her inner thigh with the wand.

Initially, she yelped out from the electricity jumping from the wand, coursing through her delicate skin. "Yu sher! Yu sher!" She cried repeatedly through her ball gag, only partially hoping to avoid being shocked once more.

"That's right bitch, you're mine, mine to play with, abuse, fuck, hurt or just to do whatever I want to, you belong to me now," he leaned over her to glare down into her vibrant green eyes while be spoke. There was some fear present in here eyes, although a strange amount of trust, even adoration and desire were very present. Being told she belonged to him sent a ripple of pleasure right down her spine to her exposed sex which was practically leaking fluid, craving to be used. His eyes turned back to her body, revelling in the sight of his handiwork across her chest and between her legs. The wax had dried for the most part, leaving strangely colourful pretty patterns across her otherwise milky complexion. Her nipples looked rather sore from having been clamped up for quite a while now. He was looking forward to removing the clamps from her obviously sensitive nipples.

"Keep your legs there, slut," he commanded, not bothering to look at her face, his eyes instead wandering hungrily across her body. Sam grasped the handle of a flogger in one hand, holding it threateningly to allow Kiara to get a good look at the next toy she would be enduring. Kiara barely had time to whimper in fright before the flogger was brought down upon her exposed defenceless sex. Each lash of the flogger sent a painful shock through her body leading to her to shriek against the gag keeping her from shutting her mouth or being coherent. One of the flat lashes of the flogger smacked perfectly on her hypersensitive clit, making it hurt far more than it otherwise would have. Kiara, being the complete pain slut she was, loved it, although she loudly cried out, almost sobbing from the intensity of the torment. Sam gave her already abused slit a rest, switching his sinister attention to the underside of her legs which were equally on display to him. He stood with some distance between himself and Kiara, allowing him to bring the flogger down with exceeding strength. Each relentless lash of the implement in his hand left Kiara trying to beg for mercy. Even if she hadnt been gagged he wouldn't have listened, her wants were irrelevant, she was his toy to play with as he saw fit, even if he broke her.

He tried to avoid hitting one spot too hard in fairness, he did want to keep using her later, and damaging her too much at that point would only make it harder in the long run. Only the odd lash was given to her pussy, most ended up somewhere on her legs. Her ass hanging from the edge of the table did receive some harsh treatment, albeit not quite as badly as before. Kiara was sobbing at that point, completely defeated by the agony being inflicted upon her by her tormentor. Despite loving the pain, she would've done anything just to make it stop, though all she could manage was to thrash around in her restraints, moaning and groaning from the seemingly unending torrent of attack coming her way.

Eventually however, the lashing did stop, leaving her a sobbing train wreck of a girl. Much of the skin on her legs now matched her ass with how red it was. She also had lash marks mixing with the dried wax on her stomach and thighs. Kiara could only shiver from the stinging wounds she had suffered, hoping the pain would be over soon, and she would be put to use again. Sam's cock was still rock solid, mostly because of her crying out from all the pain, as well as delivering it in the first place. He certainly was quite the sadist. Luckily for Kiara it turned out she was a masochist. Sam tossed the flogger down by his bag on the ground, not intending to use it anymore. He was approaching his endgame, while staying in the school at least. After nearly a year of dealing with her, he finally got to get off using her body. It was going to be incredibly gratifying for him anyway, although perhaps she would manage to garner a certain amount of pleasure from it.

With her already used and abused fuck hole on display, now with sore red lash marks across the normally smooth skin around it, he stepped in close. His desk put her at the perfect height for him to be able to stand to his full height and force his cock inside of her, something he had actually thought of. He took hold of the spreader bar with either hand, gripping the cold metal firmly before pushing her legs even further back to about as far as she could possibly manage. She was very flexible indeed, but not that flexible. "Plllheeeseee shhheerrr," she groaned in her gag, quite literally begging him to fuck her soaking hole. He was happy to oblige, once again stretching her out around his cock, immediately beginning to use her to get himself off. He didn't waste time, fucking her like an animal. He'd started the abusive session already horny, but at that point he was harder than belief, just pounding deep inside of her surprisingly tight wet hole. With his size she felt as though she was being stabbed by his cock, it was painful for her, although the pleasure of it and being used certainly helped to counter out him occasionally pounding into her cervix.

"That's right, take it you fucking slut! Moan for sir!" His voice was unbelievably aggressive, primal even. His thighs slapped against her ass once more, only adding to her suffering, she didn't car eon bit though. In response to his command her moans grew even louder, threatening to wake the dead. It was lucky he had gone to so much trouble to avoid being caught, otherwise he'd have gotten into just a tiny bit of trouble. There were definitely a few teachers that would've walked away or even joined in. Kiara was well known for being the queen of the spoiled brats. She certainly took cock like a good little whore though, moaning and groaning constantly. Wet, sloppy fucking sounds could be head amidst her moans and the slapping of skin on skin.

Both Sam and Kiara could feel orgasms welling up inside of them, both equally desperate to be released, to feel the bliss washing through them. Just as Kiara could feel the tide of pure ecstasy about to smash through her little body, Sam pulled out of her yet again, leaving her a totally disappointed mess. All she could think about was her orgasm, evidence she needed to learn a few more lessons at least. Sam would've laughed at her disappointed whine if not for his own desire to get off immediately. He did feel the need to show her her place though. It was almost effortless for him to remove her cuffs and spin her body round onto her front, knocking several things off of his desk in the process the spreader bar still kept her legs wide as he grabbed her hair in two thick fistfuls, not caring about anything else, after he pulled the gag from her mouth, letting it hang from her neck like a collar.

With how close he was it didn't take him long to be pushed past the point of no return by once more using her pathetic wet mouth. Like a good girl, her hands stayed clasped together behind her back despite not actually being tied together. Even though she was desperate to orgasm herself, even dripping her slutty liquid onto his desk, she wanted his cum badly. With one final brutal thrust to the back of her throat, cum spurted out of his cock, sending pleasure and relief through his body. The first jolt went down the back of her throat with ease. He pulled his cock out of her mouth, quickly jerking and aiming his cock with one hand, using the other to hold her still, not that she would've moved her head. Kiara held her mouth open like the complete whore she was, eager to catch more cum. Thick jolts of his creamy white fluid sprayed across her face, truly showing her where she belonged and how little she meant to him. He sighed as the final spurt left his cock, shoving the tip back into her mouth. "Clean it, slut," he ordered, resting his hands on his hips. With incredible obedience, and despite her own wetness, she began to bob her head slightly, using her tongue to swirl round and round his head, squeezing every last drop of the precious white goo from his cock. "Uhh, yeah, that's what you're meant to be doing whore, if you're not taking cock or thinking about it then something is sorely wrong with you, slut," he let her clean his cock, enjoying the post sex silence. Her knew full well how badly she must want release, she'd get it though, perhaps more than she bargained for.

His cum began to drip down her face as he pulled his cockfrom her mouth, going to the other end of his desk to free her from the spreader bar, leaving the cuffs around her legs and arms, just removing the bar. In a couple of moments she was standing up, his cum drying on her face as some of it dripped down over her body. "Don't let any drip on the floor while you pick up all of your shit, whore," she understood that was an order to go and collect her things strewn around the room slightly. An order she complied with despite the sloppy wet mess between her abused legs. It was very difficult for her to stand and walk properly after that much pain and hard fucking. She used the tables to support herself, slowly gathering her things up into a pile while Sam put his clothes back on.

After a few minutes, he stood fully dressed, the majority of his items back in the bag he'd brought them in. "Um, sir, how can I go home with no cl-" he cut her off by wrapping a heavy hand around her neck, squeezing down, adding to the hand marks from before.

"I haven't given you permission to speak unless you're spoken to, slut, remember that," his hand stayed tight around her throat, forcing her to look up to him. His other hand went down to between her legs, feeling her abused little fuck hole. "I bet you'd like me to deal with this sloppy fucking mess, wouldn't you?" He raised an eyebrow, maintaining his grip on her throat. "Wouldn't you ,whore," he throttled her slightly, shaking her whole body as if she were nothing.

She nodded as much as she could manage. "Yes, sir," her voice was barely more than a whisper because of his firm grip.

"Put your shit in this bag, text that rich daddy of yours to tell him you wont be home this weekend, you're staying at a friends, then come here and hold still," he released her to bring out a huge over the shoulder sports bag. She rapidly complied, desperate for her chance to orgasm, figuring she needed to be as good as she could be. It took him a few moments to get the cuffs together on her arms and legs, using small padlocks this time to be absolutely sure she couldn't get out even if she were to try. Using one of the same lengths of red rope he'd previously used, he tied her arms in the same place as before, at the elbows. Next he produced a vibrating dildo. It looked even larger than his cock, although fat less threatening considering it was bright pink. It did have ridges down the side. If she hadnt just taking the pounding of her life from his cock and been as wet as she'd ever been, then she would've been awfully worried about it fitting into her cunt.

With only a push, he ordered her up onto the table. She didn't have to be told to spread her legs. In one motion, he pushed the fake cock inside of her, spreading her wide around it, ever so slightly quickening her breath. He made sure to push the toy all the way in, leaving only the very base with the on switch exposed. Her attention was elsewhere until she heard the sound of duct tape being unravelled before feeling several strips put over the dildo to make sure it stayed in place. She was too caught up in her own arousal to realise how painful it would be to take off. He made super to avoid covering her clit with the tape as well as testing to see if he could flick the on switch with the tape covering it. Lucky for her, he could. It wouldn't be quite the same without having the toy repeatedly forced inside of her, but it would certainly do more than enough to get her off.

From his bag, he produced a toy she'd actually used before, a magic wand, far different to the violet wand he'd used to deliver painful shocks unto her body. He set the toy against her most sensitive spot, making sure the vibrating head of it stayed right up against her before taping the toy round her leg with several long strips of the aforementioned duct tape. At that point her mouth was her only hole without something filling it. She could feel the plug and dildo shifting inside of her as she moved slightly on the desk. Both were putting some very nice pressure on her sensitive insides which squeezed the toys tightly. She wanted to beg him to turn them on, she didn't dare to speak however, she didn't want to lose the chance to orgasm when she was so unbelievably close. Once he was satisfied with the toys staying in place, he decided to simply use duct tape, instead of rope as it would take a lot longer, to get her legs together. He wrapped the tape around her knees several times before doing the same to her thighs. She could only just about move her feet as they were cuffed together rather than taped.

"Open, slut," he ordered, almost immediately after shoving the used ball gag into her open mouth, still with sticky cum strains across it. She readily complied, not being able to even think clearly enough to disobey at that point. He secured the gag around her head. Pretty much straight away she began to drool from her open mouth, some of it dripping down onto her exposed and abused tits. Sam finally chose to remove the clamps holding her nipples. He didn't carefully remove them to avoid hurting her, he just grabbed each one off in a swift, efficient motion, leading her to cry out once more against her gag as her sore nipples were tormented once more. Her cries turned to whimpering as he almost gently massaged her nipples, rolling each one between his finger and thumb. Him playing with her sore nipples certainly did not help the burning fire between her legs subside at all.

Knowing she wouldn't be able to move, he picked her up in his strong arms, setting her down into the other large bag he'd brought. He really had come prepared for everything. He made her bend her knees as much as she could to fit inside of the bag. To add to her bondage he connected a short chain between the cuffs on her ankles and those connecting her wrists, limiting her movements even further than before. Without turning on the toys, he zipped up the bag, leaving her in complete darkness, totally unsure of what would happen to her. She did feel a strange level of trust for him though, despite the fact he could've easily killed her. She felt herself being lifted up off the ground as he hoisted the bag over his shoulder, carrying her as well as his equipment with ease.

He carried her through the deserted school in a hurry. That was the riskiest part of his journey as there may have been people still milling around. It seemed safe though, no one was within earshot of him. A few minutes and several locked doors later, he dropped his bags into the boot of his car, each one thudding loudly. She heard the zip open, some light flooding into her bag. "Have fun, slut," he chuckled. It was a little difficult to click both of the toys onto maximum power with her legs closed, but he managed it. By her immediate wiggles and moaning against her gag he could tell she was having the time of her life. With no one around, he watched her write for a moment, just taking in the sweetness of his victory before zipping her back up and shutting the boot, leaving her a groaning wet mess, almost unable to move, certainly unable to stop the punishing buzzing between her legs giving her more pleasure than she'd ever experienced. Her bindings only added to the bliss.

Maybe she heard the car's engine fire up, maybe not. Either way she didn't care in the slightest, all she could focus on was the loud humming of the two toys pressed against or into her private parts. Her inner walls hugged the vibrator penetrating her, gripping onto it as if her life depended on it. She wished desperately that it was his cock, or at the very least being thrust in and out of her too, but that would have to wait for another day. Sam began to drive the long way home, in no particular hurry to get there, although he did know a certain someone would be there waiting for him, so he didn't want to take too long.

Kiara's first orgasm came easily. Her horniness coupled with the bondage, pain, having something filling all of her holes and the two powerful vibrators meant she was able to cum in a little under two minutes. The first one racked through her body like a storm as the dam holding back the floods of bliss finally have way, filling her entire body with more sensations than she could possibly bare. She wasn't sure, but she thought she blacked out for a moment. It was hard to tell in the absolute darkness. She didn't even have a chance to come down from her first high before a second powered through her little body, overpowering her senses once more. She could feel her own messy wetness leaking out around the duct tape, making her thighs slick with her juices. If she became wet enough the toy may eventually slip out of her if the tape came loose.

Her third orgasm was almost as blissful as the second. It was at that point that she really started to become a trembling mess. She realised that this was just a continuation of her punishment. She'd gotten to experience the throes of pleasure, and would for a while longer, but it wouldn't last, she knew she could continue to enjoy the sensations for quite a bit longer, but soon enough they would begin to hurt. Her most sensitive pleasure spots would become the most painful areas possible. The vibrators pleasuring her would eventually become her tormentors, a fact that was only just dawning on her, leading to struggle even more, desperately trying to free herself at least in part. She only caused herself more discomfort though, finding she could not even concentrate from the utterly relentless buzzing between her legs. She resigned herself to defeat, becoming the quivering mess he wanted her to be.

Kiara managed to find enjoyment in even her eighth orgasm on the way to god knows where. She could feel herself breaking down. Initially she would've done anything to have the vibrators turned on, but now all she wanted was to turn them off. She could feel her entire body aching from it's abuse, but only her sloppy sex was starting to truly hurt. Her moans of joy became cries for mercy. Sam could hear every last one as he happily smiled to himself, feeling his cock become hard once more as he drove, knowing how much of a wreck she would be by the time he got home. She would truly be his by then.

(Stay tuned for the next exciting issue, coming soon.)

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