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As she lay on the table catching her breath and feeling her combined sweat and pussy fluids cooling on her thighs she listened to Sam rattling around in the masturbation solo bag of items he’d brought out. She hear the sound of packaging being torn and discarded and blinked a few times as Sam appeared in her line of pussy sight. He didn’t bother to speak, but grabbed one of her nipples, and she felt the cool grip of what she assumed dildo must be a nipple clamp being closed over it. One tight of Angus’ purchases she assumed, unless Sam had done his own independent shopping. The clamp didn’t hurt at first but as Sam fiddled with it it slowly gripped tighter and tighter until it was firmly squeezing her hard little nub and she let out a noise of protest. Apparently satisfied Sam attended to her other nipple, until she had a matching set, then she felt him connect a short chain between them, which he let sit against her chest once secured. After that he disappeared from her field of vision and she felt him moving between her legs again, and insert something inside her. It felt vaguely egg-shaped. Ben Wa balls, maybe? Then something hard against her belly, when he secured in place with another piece of the heavy tape. She concluded it was probably a vibrator attached by wire to a remote, and this suspicion was confirmed when he pressed a button and a gentle buzzing started in her vagina, eliciting a soft moan as the vibrations tingled her soft walls and made her clit throb. She felt a tug on both of her nipples and realized Sam had grabbed the chain and was pulling both clamps at once. Aided by the pull she eased herself into a sitting position and slid off the table, tottering slightly on her feet as she was coaxed into a standing position, her muscles clenched to keep the vibrating egg inside her. Now upstanding and seeing him properly for the first time in a while she could see he had completely undressed – apparently the only one of the guys who had done so at least for now. Sam locked eyes with her for a moment then tits pulled down on the chain causing her to lean forward. He kept powering her until she was forced to kneel, then he pushed the back of her head so she toppled forward, bracing herself on her hands which she was barely able to spread apart like butterfly wings with her wrists locked together by the tape. Sam walked away for a moment and she waited silently, not daring to move or make a sound. A minute or so later when he returned she felt something trailing along her back until he was in front of her and she caught a glimpse of the dangling leather threads of a cat o’ nine tails. She had included one of those in her sex shop trip so had to assume that this was one of her toys she had planned to use on one of the guys. Sam crouched down by her face, stroking her cheek with the pommel of the toy’s handle as he whispered in her ear. “’Violet’,” he began, stressing her alias with an almost sarcastic lilt. “we have a small problem. See, I think you have trouble admitting how much of a slut you really are.” He casually untied her hair bun, letting her coppery locks out to flow down her neck, cascading off to one side. “You want to be possessed, controlled, and used. You feel burdened by your own identity as a real person, when what you really are is meat. A warm wet hole for men to pleasure themselves in. It’s ok, you don’t have to admit it. I know it. And tonight we will set you free.” Tegan whimpered, concerned that she had let this go too far and feeling helpless that she currently had no capacity to do a damn thing about it. Sam stood up and circled around her, occasionally letting the dangling tails of the whip caress her back and ass and thighs, seemingly wanting to take his time picking his target. Suddenly he brought the whip down, the leather strands with tiny knots bouncing off her back just above her left ass cheek. It took a moment to register, but pain flared through her. She could tell that he hadn’t hit her hard, but the whip still stung nonetheless. She whimpered, tears welling in her eyes. A second sting followed, this time on the other side of her back. Then a third, across her ass cheek and upper thigh, followed by another mirroring it. Each time the leather snapped against her skin she flinched and let out a cry of startled pain. Sam worked his way up and down her body and she lost count after ten blows, having expected him to stop there. When he finally did she felt like her skin was glowing, criss-crossed with lines of radiating big heat where the tails of the whip had stung her over and over. She took the opportunity masturbation solo to kneel in the bedroom and masturbate herself to a satisfying orgasm while sucking on her dildo. And I have dildo likewise “And the worst is an invasion.” tits She broke off the kiss, moaning as she turned me towards the bed. This is some seven shades of embarrassing shit. They removed our dresses and took up where Ronnie had left off. I watched her get closer and closer until she stood against me "-we would turn.." she spun in place, her posterior right in front of me "-and then tease the male for a big bit, and then we'd know if he wanted us, or would rather go for another." “You can only jerk your cock off, Mitch, because you know that your tight little dick will never satisfy me or your daughters like Billy's will,” Katie continued. And then yelped as electric shocks went off in her neck and cunt. ‘Good, I might live through this,’ I thought. “It means that Jill and pussy I can and will sleep with anyone we feel we want to. “Takes about five minutes to work, let’s sit down.” Kevin also owed me a big favor, and more importantly, Kevin was rich... extremely rich. Bill watched as her small perky tits jiggled as she laughed. Slowly they subsided as he ran his tongue through her one last time, kissing her pussy softly as he stood up. Closing the door behind him, he picked up the suitcase and placed it on the bed. "I get it, and that's fine, we can just hang out when you want," Chris suggested.