Aachicka's Rape Fantasy continues...
When it seemed that Aachicka had lost her voice, Lord Mobius tipped a glass of water to her lips and told her to drink. After she was done, Lord Mobius addressed the camera.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, you see before you a very full slave. Notice how the vibrator stretches her anal ring. I'll add some more lube, we don't want her to tear."
Aachicka was humiliated. There was an audience watching her and she was so helpless. Ruby had impaled Aachicka onto the wicked toy and her insides were cramped and burning. She was stuffed to capacity, but she was so aroused it made her face red with embarassment.
"I think a forced orgasm would help, don't you, Ruby?" asked Mobius.
"An excellent idea, your lordship. You have the controls."
"Indeed, I do. Let's see how many times we can make her cum before she faints."
Aachicka couldn't believe they were talking about her like she was a toy, a non-person. But the more they talked, the wetter she became. Lord Mobius looked into the camera again.
"Our little slave likes this. Zoom in and you can see how wet she is." He turned her so they could see her damp pussy, the juices trickling down her thighs and Aachicka shook her head in humiliation. "And now, girl, you really must cum for me and your audience."
He turned the vibrator to a low setting. The audience could see her bottom begin to shake, her hips moved against her will and connected with air. She couldn't control herself as she continually humped nothing. Her body had a mind of its own and it wanted something between her legs.
"Maybe you are a pain slut," he suggested and began to spank her sex with his open hand.
Aachicka yelped with each blow, but continued to get wetter. It hurt, it felt good, but it wasn't enough to make her climax. He spanked her again and again, her hips moved faster and faster, still there was no relief.
Mobius stopped his spanking and Ruby knelt before Aachicka. When her skilled tongue touched Aachicka's clit, she mewled for more. Ruby didn't disappoint her. She sucked and nibbled, licked and tasted. Mobius turned up the setting on the vibrator and Aachicka screamed her orgasm to the room.
They gave her no time to recover, no time to catch a breath. Mobius handed Ruby another vibrator and she pushed it deep into Aachicka. She turned it onto a medium setting then grabbed her next toy. It was a mini-butterfly vibrator for Aachicka's clit. Once all three were buzzing, Lord Mobius pulled out a leather chastity belt and secured all three devices. Aachicka was shaking, fighting another climax, but unable to win the losing battle. She came repeatedly, screaming, yelling, thrashing so hard, that Mobius had to release her wrists from the ceiling. He threw her over his shoulder and laid her on a cold steel table.
Ruby mounted Aachicka and Mobius tied her hands with a soft white rope. They kept the vibrators buzzing, but now Aachicka had another task. She was to satisfy Ruby.
Looking down at the helpless slave, Ruby ordered, "Lick me like you mean it, girl!"
Aachicka set to work, but the vibrators were distracting, too distracting. Ruby wasn't pleased.
"You can do better," she insisted.
Lord Mobius agreed. "Perhaps she needs more motivation..."
Aachicka shook her head, not that kind. He wouldn't use those things on her. She redoubled her efforts and soon had Ruby voicing her pleasure. They let her service Ruby until she fainted. The audience cheered. Little did Aachicka know what they had planned for her next. One thing they did know, Ruby's turn was over.
Ruby and Mobius removed all the vibrators and checked Aachicka before rousing her with smelling salts.
"That was wonderful, girl," Ruby complimented. "Enjoy the rest of your evening, I'm sure I will."
Now what did that mean? Aachicka thought. She would soon find out.
Who's up next? Lord Chuck has number two!
Lord Chuck, thanks for the reminder.