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"Alright, stand up and brace yourself against the cabinet, then bend over with your legs a part." Erica instructed frowning as Annabelle resisted before complying, Erica pulled out from underneath the cabinet an enema pouch and dispenser tube, along with a vaginal douche package placing them on the cabinet. Turning the water on allowing it to warm, Erica open the douche assembling it before working the applicator tip between Annabelle's folds, being sure not to insert it too far as Erica knew that Annabelle was still a virgin. Despite many of her peers striving desperately to get into her pants, though Annabelle had yet to find that special person to charm them off. Now it would seem that she would in fact never get that chance, as Anthony fully intend on deflowering the young morsel. Not caring about the backwash from Annabelle's pussy that splattered against the tile floor, Erica next filled the enema pouch before grabbing the jar BDSM of Vaseline coating Bondage the applicator lightly. Annabelle jerked as she felt Erica greased finger slowly working circles along the outside of her rectum, trying to relax the muscles before she gently work the applicator into Annabelle's ass, twisting the valve letting the warm water fill her bowels. At first Annabelle felt a slight warmth spreading through her, before she got the sudden feeling of needing to use the toilet badly as the last of the water filled her. "Clinch up as I remove the applicator," Erica advised pulling the tube free pleased that Annabelle's rectum seal tightly upon its removal without a drop leaking. "You can stand up, but you need to hold that for at least ten minutes," Erica explained noticing the annoyed glare Annabelle gave her within the mirror. "It's not that bad," Erica added having to go through the same routine twice a week. Mercifully time seem to pass quickly, and all to soon Annabelle found herself cringing upon the toilet, as she grimaced from the bazaar sensations she was having until the last of the water and shit poured free of her system. The entire time Erica paid little attention to the sounds coming from Annabelle, as she was more focus with mopping the floor clean. As instructed upon finishing, Erica called for Slave Anthony, who entered a moment later once more slowly circling Annabelle taking in her braided hair and shaved cunt. "Sexy," he commented smiling approvingly coming to a stop in front of Annabelle. "There are a few rules that you will obey," he stated holding Annabelle's gaze as he continued. "One, you are forbidden to wear any form of clothing unless otherwise instructed to do so by me. Two," he went on not even giving her time to fully register his words. "Your body is mind to do with as I see fit," he grasped a hold of her left nipple aggressively twisting it to emphasize his point. "And the third you are aware of, you will obey your orders or be punished. Speaking of which," he added with a devious smile pressing the button upon his watch. Annabelle cried out as the coils once more became electrified as they worked similar to that of a wireless charger, discharging a much stronger jolt that instantly rendered Annabelle unconscious before she even hit the floor. Anthony effortlessly lifted her into his arms carrying her through the house to one of his playrooms, which he lovingly referred to as the Disciplinarium. A fitting name as the room was mostly bare except for the walls which were covered in belts of various shapes and thicknesses, along with whips of all makes, canes and wooden rods also in various thicknesses. Yet it was the strange contraption positioned within the center of the room that drew Anthony's gaze, as he gently laid Annabelle down upon the floor, an excitement spreading across his face at what was about to happen. Chapter Two Erica, who had not got redressed knowing that her husband would only punish her if she had, stood by the door with a perplexed look upon her face. Gazing questioningly towards the strange contraption, though she was used to many of Anthony's custom made sexual restraining racks, as well as other implements of his own design. She had never seen this particular rack with slut part of it being a wooden pillory, where Anthony positioned Annabelle's head and wrists before locking them in place securing it with a padlock trapping the unconscious girl. The pillory only sat a few inches off the floor meaning Annabelle should be laying flat on her stomach, yet another part consisting of steel pipes connected together to form a brace, which had been forced under Annabelle's abdomen lifting the girl's sexy ass straight up into the air. Several thinner pipes had been assembled so that they protruded along Annabelle's inner thighs, forcing her legs open exposing her untouched holes. Erica was further puzzled as Anthony retrieved a piece of sheet metal, threading the thinner pipes through holes drilled into the sheet metal sliding it down until it pressed up firmly against the back of Annabelle's legs. Acting as both a means of restraining Annabelle, but more importantly protection for her virgin cunt from his intended punishment. Anthony stood back once he had fastened the sheet metal into place, admiring how inviting Annabelle's raised ass look for anyone of the many tools that dawn the walls. Pleased with his work Anthony left returning with a dining room chair, which he placed against the wall directly in front of Annabelle. Where he sat down snapping for Erica to join him, who quickly moved to his side dropping to the floor blowjob where he gently went about stroking her short locks while calmly waiting for Annabelle to come around. Less than ten minutes later Annabelle arose, spanking immediately becoming aware of her immobilized condition, struggling to free herself unaware just how secured she was. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering blowjob my spanking mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. “Whoa, now your hair is black!” With a gorgeous young face, high cheek bones, deep blue eyes and baby soft skin, I Bondage looked all around me, the curved ceilings were painted with flowers and naked girls, there were lots of columns. Lisa: Hey baby! She opened her mouth to say more, but Wade held up his hands in apology. Oh, and if your GMs are not working 45 hours a week, then you might want to pass this along to them,” BDSM I say to the room. “I think she's too close slut to her friend.” Slave She says unable to hide her pleasure. “Move, cunt!” I flipped the card over and saw that she had written her first name there, as well as her number. She smiled sheepishly before bending down.