“Alright, that’s enough, slut.” He said while ripping her mouth off his cock by her hair. “Now get on your knees, head on the floor, and spread your ass open. And keep it open, bitch”
Lita tearfully did so, not liking where this was going. It was a really uncomfortable position and if possible she was even more embarrassed then she already had been. She had never had any kind of anal play whatsoever and now here she was on the floor spreading her ass cheeks apart for a sadistic stranger.
Master was shuffling through stuff on a nearby work bench but Lita couldn’t really see in her awkward position. Soon enough she saw him walk back towards here wheeling what seemed to be a hospital IV stand. When he got to her she could see it had a huge bag of what looked like water suspended from it.
“Have you ever heard of an enema, slut?”
She whimpered, “Yes, Master” She couldn’t believe this was about ready to happen to her.
She felt him slather some cold and thick gel onto her tight and puckered asshole…she assumed it was lube. And without a moments delay he was working some kind of rounded knob into her ass. She tried her best to keep quiet but it hurt so bad…she could feel the rim of her asshole stretching and it felt like it would tear. Finally the thick opening of the hose popped into her asshole, with her tight opening wrapped around the narrow part of the tube. He let go and the tube was held tightly in place.
She began to feel a cool stream of water enter her ass canal and she uncomfortably shifted.
“Keep still!” Master yelled as she slapped her ass hard.
She winced at the sharp pain but was even more concerned with the strange feeling of her ass, and now her stomach it seemed, being filled with the cool water. Master got down on his knees and felt her stomach and she could feel the water sloshing around inside her. He smiled as he poked her stomach and pushed it inwards knowing it caused her discomfort. She groaned as her insides started to cramp.
Finally the bag emptied out and she was relieved, but only for a split second. He shifted behind her and sternly ordered, ” I’m going to take the tube out now and you’re going to clench your ass as hard as you can. Even if a drop of water comes out you’ll be sorry.” He delivered another smack to her ass for emphasis.
He slowly began to twist the knob out of her ass, it hurt so much that it made it really hard to keep her ass tight but she tried her hardest out of fear. And with a popping noise he pulled it completely out of her ass.
“Alright, now get up…keep holding that ass shut!” He yelled.
Lita slowly and awkwardly maneuvered to a standing position, she was slightly hunched over due to her full and cramping stomach. The man laughed, obviously amused.
“Alright, now dance!” He said, laughing.
Lita stared at him, pleading with her eyes. He twisted her nipples extremely hard at her reluctance, “Bitch, I said dance! Dance for me like the little whore you are.”
Lita, starting to cry once more, started to rotate and sway her hips trying to mimic the movements of a stripper. She knew she probably looked so ridiculous, freakishly dancing with her ass clenched tight as she could and stomach swollen.
“Come on, whore. You’re going to have to try harder than that. That wouldn’t turn anyone on!” He cruelly teased.
After what seemed like forever and just when she didn’t think she’d be able to hold it in anymore he told her she could stop.
He led her over to the other end of the compound and told her to squat over a drain in the floor.
“Alright, you can let it out.”
With immense relief she unclenched her ass and felt a stream of water gush out of her…every couple of seconds the stream would stop and then begin to spray out again unevenly. She couldn’t believe how much water had been inside her…just when she thought all of it was out she would start spraying again.
“Come on, bitch…squeeze hard! I want it all out.”
She tightened her muscles and squeezed as hard as she could while a final gush of water splashed out…she felt so disgusting doing this while he watched.
“Alright, now walk back to the table, lean over it, and open up your ass again! Hurry!” He ordered.
She quickly did so, dreading what she knew was coming. She leaned her torso over the table but realized she was too short to touch the ground, while leaning onto it since her hips didn’t quite reach the table top.
He immediately noticed it and ordered her to jump up, lay her torso on the table while her bottom half and legs dangled off with her feet hanging inches from the floor. Her weight crushed her hip bones uncomfortably on the table and it hurt even more to stretch her arms back to spread her ass open.
“Now, beg for me to fuck your ass. Beg like the nasty whore you are. Really convince me you want it.” He said.
Lita bit her lip in shame, took a breath of air and started, “Please, Master…Please fuck my ass. Please, I need it. This horny slut needs her…ass fucked. Please, Master.”
“Alright, alright…don’t seem so pathetic!” He said. And before she knew what was happening he grabbed her hips from behind and rammed his dick hard into her ass, which was still slightly gaping from the enema. She unwittingly screamed but he didn’t seem to mind this time. She felt like she was being torn in half…there wasn’t near enough lube still remaining and she could feel the friction as his dick pounded in and out. Her asshole was spasming strangely and she was moaning with pain. He fucked her mercilessly for about 10 minutes, Lita felt that she might pass out from the pain, and then he slowed his pace down and moaned as she felt a hot stream spray into her tight asshole.
He pulled out and she could immediately feel the cum push out of her burning ass and drip down her legs. There seemed to be a ton of it as it kept flowing out of her throbbing ass. Once again he forced his waning cock into her face and demanded she lick him clean. She did so submissively, in a daze from the pain and almost happy for it to be over.
“What a tight little asshole, you sloppy cunt! Thank me for fucking your ass so good!”
“Thank you, Master.” She meekly said
“Alright, I think I’ll call you Squirt…since you obviously love to cum and squirt all over like a little whore in heat.” He said while stroking her back. “Now, get up…I have things to do for the rest of the night so you’re going to bed.”
She gingerly got up from the table, her ass in so much pain, she could barely walk it seemed. However, walking was deemed unneccessary as he pushed her to the ground.
” You’re to crawl unless told otherwise!” He chastised her gruffly.
He led her to a large metal dog pen in the corner that had a few old blankets inside. She crawled in and he locked it up. “Alright, goodnight, Squirt. I want you to sleep with your legs spread open…If I come her in the morning and you’re legs are closed I’ll fuck you with a dog brush, got it? Trust me, little sluts don’t like that…I would know.” He laughed as he walked out the door. Then the lights shut off leaving her in complete darkness. Lita spread her legs open and fell asleep crying.
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She awoke to the two dogs, Drake and Tiberius, brushing up against her cage. Their collars making clinking noises against the metal frame of the cage. She was immediately relieved to see that she had somehow held her legs open all night…apparently the fear allowed her subconscious to enable it.
She looked up to see the Master strolling her towards her.
“Well, already showcasing that little cunt off this morning? Such a slut! You better not tease Tiberius and Drake!” He smugly greeted her.
Lita didn’t like that implication.
“Alright, crawl out of there now, Squirt.” He said as he opened the cage door.
Lita groggily obeyed, depressed that yesterday hadn’t been a nightmare only.
Master now had a little riding crop and he sharply brought it down on her ass as she crawling out of the cage. She winced with pain but noted that the dogs were staying away from her, they must be trained to keep their distance.
“Follow me, bitch.” He led her over to what she thought looked like a meat hook suspended from the high ceiling.
“Now stand up.”
She stood and he roughly grabbed her hands and bound them with rope, not tightly together though…but with a few inches of rope loose between her hands. He then pulled her hands over her head and pulled the loose rope over the hook so that she was lightly stretched with her arms held up and feet on the floor.
“Now, be sure to be a good little slut or I’ll raise the hook and you’ll have to stand on your tippy toes.” He said while brushing the riding crop over her breasts, and then out of nowhere snapping one of her nipples with it.
Having been stung unexpectedly she let out a tiny yelp of pain to which he punished with another slap to her other nipple.
“Now, spread your feet apart” He said while smacking her inner left shin with the crop to get her to stand with her legs apart.Once her legs were spread to his liking, her fastened them in place by some metal rings drilled into the floor. He raised the crop up to her pussy and lightly slapped at it for a bit. Then he went off to one of the work benches for a few seconds and came back with a few things that Lita couldn’t quite descipher.
“These, my slut, are nipple clamps! You’ll love them.” And without delay he pinched a small metal clamp with slightly pointed little teeth down onto her nipple. It hurt immediately on her small sensitive nipples and she winced, then he clamped on the other one.
“And these, are for your lips” He held up two clamps similar to the ones on her nipples to her face, but they had little chains attached to each of them with what seemed like a fishing weight hanging on each end, “Your cunt lips, of course. Last night I noticed they’re not as long and full as they should be. Luckily for you, I’ll fix that! It’ll take time of course, but I’m sure a dirty slut like you will enjoy it.”
Lita’s eyes opened wide as he reached down and attached each clamp and weight on her labia. The pain in her nipples had already began to dull even though she noticed her nipples were enlarged and very red, but these clamps shot a new pain through her body. Her pussy lips were already a tender area and now they had metal pinching into them and pulling downwards by the weight. She could feel the little weights dangling around with her thighs.
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