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When I unfastened Olya from the chair, she was completely wet from sweat and exhausted, I took her to the shower, where she washed her with warm water and fragrant soap, and then returned to the hall for entertainment.
It was 4 o’clock in the morning, we had fun more than 5 hours
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, but I did not have it in one eye, although only a couple of days ago my friends and I (yes, there are people who consider me to be a girlfriend) celebrated the new year before noon.
Olya hung, hanging by the arms, her feet were centimeters 20 from the floor and also held by chains emanating from the wall.
I walked around her and rudely crushed her charms, forced her vagina developed on the sex chair, tickled her legs and armpits, she did not try to resist, only mumbled in a gag member.
– You probably can not believe that this is happening to you.
Poor, naive girl.
– I smiled as kindly as I could.
My smile disarmed so often that I wanted at least someone to understand how false it was, Olga understood.
Unfortunately for her, I realized late, now, and not when I was on a dark street asking her to get into my car and show the way.
I would have kidnapped her anyway, not now so much later, but she would have more time to go free.
I looked at her buttocks, no longer red, I decided to fix it, took a belt from the rack.
The first blow brought Olenka out of oblivion, she squealed, and I beat and beat with all my might.
After the execution of her ass was not even red, but blue, I walked around the front of it, the prisoner hung exhausted on her chains and looked at me, hoping for mercy.
I took the gag out of her mouth.
– Please, I can no longer.
– whispered Olya.
– I bet you can.
– I can not stand it, I die.
– I believe in you.
– I smiled, and then with the same strap whipped it over the exhausted buttocks.
Olga screamed, she screamed at each next blow.
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Finally, I realized that the girl lost consciousness, threw off the belt and doused her with icy water.
Olya came to herself and looked at me with a blurred look, while I kissed and gently caressed her breasts with my hands.
– What do you want, I will do everything, just do not need more.
– whispered Olya.
– I just want to make you suffer.
– I said, patting Olga on the head.
– I can not stand it any longer.
– In tears, the captive whispered.
– You said it before, but the fact is that you endure, and I decide.
– I took a box with needles, showed them to Ole.
– she cried, but it only turned me on, I pierced her nipples, with two needles each.
Every time she screamed loudly, caressing my ears.
I threw a vibrator with electrostimulation into her vagina and turned it on.
He worked perfectly, excited her, even allowed her to cum, despite her agony.
I sat on the floor and played with her legs, tickled her feet, poked them with needles.
She pulled her fingers, did not allow more chains, then I pulled her needles on the nipples, she continued to beg me.
Despite the apparent monotony of her lamentations, they turned me on, because I did not forget to caress myself.
Then I went to the shower myself and came back fresh, like after 10 hours of sleep, although it was already 8 in the morning.
Olya was much worse, I lowered her to the floor, she fell to her knees, I kissed the captive on the lips, and then returned to the sex chair, only the nozzle on the artificial member fucking her, replaced by a smaller one, otherwise I didn’t spare the girl was going to.
Stretched her legs parallel to the floor and took a rubber stick, which she began to process her feet.
She screamed again, and I beat and beat, then I fucked myself with the same stick.
How good it was! I sat in a chair opposite Oli, looked at the prisoner, she at me.
Artificial member continued to wield in her hole.
– Lick my ass, and I’ll spare you.
– I said, coming to Ole.
She readily licked me, her tongue penetrated my anus, I moaned with pleasure.
She walked away from her, the captive looked at me imploringly, I smiled, freed her from the straps and led her to the bed to which she chained, laying on her stomach.
She needed some rest.
I went to bed, lay for an hour, but the dream did not go at all.
In my imagination, I was doing more and more bullying Olya.
Returned down, the prisoner slept completely exhausted.
“Get up, bitch” – I said, slapping a girl on a beaten ass.
Olya screamed and woke up.
– I beg you, do not.
– She lamented when I took a whip from the rack and showed it to her.
– Sorry, Olenka, insomnia.
– I started to beat her, mostly on the back, but the poor ass also got hers.
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