Pauline The Slut – Part 16: Abused

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Pauline The Slut – Part 16: AbusedI collapsed to the floor when he released me from the wall. He went back to the bedroom. I tried to follow but my body was wrecked with pain and I was exhausted. I just lay where I was and fell asleep. When I woke, the terror of the night before returned to my mind. I decided to get out of this torture chamber before Gary returned. I crawled to the bedroom. There was no one there. I hadn’t the energy to go any further. I climbed onto the bed and collapsed. I don’t know how long I lay there before I was dragged from the bed by the hair. I screamed as I fell to the floor and was pulled towards the torture chamber. I saw Gary and my husband filming me. I tried to tear at the hand grabbing me but it was in a glove. I tried to grab on to some of the furniture but the men would kick my hands away as soon as I got hold of something. I was back in the room, terrified and screaming.My hands were tied tuzla escort together to a rope hanging from the ceiling. Ellie then pulled on the rope, my hands rose above my head. I was forced to my knees and then my feet as she continued to pull the rope. My feet left the ground and I was dangling in the air. She swung me around to face her.She was dressed in a black leather body suit with her breasts hanging out and her crotch on display. She wore long black studded gloves. I watched as she went to the wall and took down a whip. She swung it through the air. The cracking sound filled me with fear. She came over to me and gently stroked my body with the whip. She took a few steps away from me and swung the whip through the air. I watched in disbelief as the whip flew through the air, struck my stomach and wrapped around my body. I looked down to see the red mark where it struck me. Then I felt the pain. It was like being cut escort tuzla by a giant paper cut. I let out a scream at the same time as the second lash tore into my breasts and my upper back. A third and fourth lash followed. She came over and spun my body around. The lashes were now hitting every part of me. I looked down to see a criss cross pattern of red stripes covering my body. I was so traumatised that I hadn’t noticed that she had stopped until she knelt in front of me, spread my legs and buckled my ankles to a metal bar. My legs were now forced apart.She got up off her knees and started to suck my breasts while her gloved hand stroked my vagina and played with my clitoris. Her fingers started spreading my pussy lips apart. She slid one finger and then two inside me. She was rough as she pushed a third followed by a fourth finger into me. She was was moving her fingers in and out when I felt her thumb join them.”Please tuzla escort bayan stop. You’re hurting me.”She looked into my eyes and smiled. She then rammed her fist right up me. The pain exploded in my brain. The studs on the knuckles of the glove ripped my insides. I screamed loudly as she pulled out and rammed her fist back in to me. She continued, each time pushing further until her wrist and arm were also buried in me. She started to twist her hand inside me which forced my swinging body to twist with her. My screams continued for the next while as she fisted in and out of my battered and bruised vagina. It seemed to last forever. She eventually stopped and lowered my body to the ground.I had forgotten about our husbands. They both now stood over me with their cocks in their hands. Ellie held a camera. The two of them started to urinate on me. Their pee found the cuts made by the whip bringing my pain to a new level. My wounds stung as I screamed at them to stop. They eventually ran out of pee. I lay lay there my body destroyed as the three of them left the room chatting and laughing. Soon I heard the three of them in the bedroom having sex.

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