Brianna Love Takes It Deep In Her Ass

“Have the house sluts clean her up,” Klink orders Riyena as the guard leaves us again. “I want to rape her before the shipment gets here, and The Reflex doesn’t work if they’re too badly broken.” I moan yet another plea. The Reflex? Oh please no. I’m not a virgin, so rape me if you must, but not my Reflex. But there is little time for me to ponder future torments, for Riyena is rapidly pulling pins from my chest, each one triggering a fresh flare of agony from which I can’t help struggling and mutely screaming, shaking my masses of flesh from side to side. I start crying again when she rubs the healing cream into me. Not because the cunt paste brings torture, but because the sensation is so blissfully soothing that I small instinctively feel gratitude to my torturer when I should be hating Riyena even more than Klink. Within a couple of minutes my body is as though nothing ever happened to me. Impossible as it seems I can’t feel a trace of the injuries from moments ago. There is the sound of the door opening again. I lift my head from the mattress looking gagging for some form tight of aid, and my restraints Klink with taut metal, tits but it is merely a slave – one of those menial girls from the House of Roses who escorted me to this chamber of horrors. I’d considered her with something close to contempt when I arrived only a short time ago, doggystyle but now I’m jealous. She is allowed clothing - a red wrap, she is unbound, and not lying in a pool of her own fluid. The slave girl has a bucket to clean me. This she does intimately, sponging soap between my spread legs and over my sensitive sex. “Take off the gag first,” Riyena orders curtly. “Did Daddy teach you that?” Elena laughed. ‘Good enough’ I say, and take a bite. Helping you lift it up before you slam it back down on his cock...... His face was a few inches from her crotch. “You need to lick her pussy and make sure it’s tits wet so you can put your penis in. She can give you a blow job later.“ He gets down on all fours and licks at her tentatively. It would be disgraceful and a very public trial, that would put all of us in the lime light and small the talk of the town. Moving her way down the bed, her head closed in on my cock. My blue eyes meet his dark brown eyes naughtily. She went to swap the laundry. So close yet so far…all because of some silly taboos. Just as the teen decided to take a swing at the agent, the tight teen had his face bounced off doggystyle the table and was handcuffed in seconds. With that Dempsy walked gagging out still shaking a bit. She left a couple minutes after that, asking me to be awake at midnight.