As you pull out, I am retching and choking torrents of saliva, bile and sperm, which drool down my chin and onto my heaving, naked chest. I am gasping, desperate and weakened as I try to recover from that brutal rape. My neck is aching from the awkward position and my back is in fire.

As you wash your dick in a sink nearby, I try and lift myself in a different position, twisting my high-heeled feet at another angle.

“Oh, please! Now, release me. I won’t tell anyone. I just need to stand up so baaaaAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” I scream and arch my chest forward as you yank on the nipple chain, stretching my nipples and breasts away from my torso. I try to look in your eyes but find no sympathy at all. I am panting and sweating. Cum and saliva are drooling along my chest between my breasts to soil my white blouse underneath. Once more I yank on my handcuffs. My arms are aching from that awkward position and my nipples are throbbing.

Will this hell never end?