It was late afternoon by the time I got back. I was anxious to get back to that hot lying little fuck slut spread naked on the bed in my shop. It had only been a couple hours and in that time my mind was racing. Between being pissed off at her and having Cialis coursing through my veins all I could think about was torturing her. My cock was harder than it had ever been and it wasnt going down any time soon. I wanted to find out what she knew about the whereabouts of my handgun. Perhaps I would pull the tape off her mouth and see if she was ready to talk. But I wasnt done with her yet, I was just getting started. On the way through the shop I grabbed the pair of nipple clamps that I built with the help of Ace Hardware.
When I opened the door there she was still laying on her back with her wrist handcuffed behind her and her legs spread wide apart with the spreader bar. She was quiet, whimpering, trying to plead for her release. I could tell she was tired, her tits heaved with each breath. They begged for punishment. Tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes as she looked at me but all I could do was stare her ass and the bare pink lips of her pussy in full view, her pelvis raised upward. I grabbed the leather strap off the bench and began whipping her stomach just below her belly button. She squealed weakly. The strap was double leather about two inches wide 18 inches long with a single handle. It made a nice welt on her stomach. I cupped her tits then pinched her nipples between my fingers and lifted, tugging upward until they slipped out of my grasp. I ran the leather strap along its flat side up and down the full length of her puffy pussy lips. She knew what was coming but there was nothing she could do to stop me. She just laid motionless, waiting for the inevitable. I snapped the strap as hard as I could square on her unprotected cunt. She howled behind the tape, tried to bend forward then slammed back onto her back. "I trusted you in my house, you little slut". I said out loud. I whipped the strap down onto her bare pussy again, punishing the tender fleshy lips. I stroked my cock slowly, the thick mushroom tip pulsed in eagerness. I brought the strap down onto her cunt several more times. She jerked with each sting of the strap. I cupped her tits and savored the feel of her hard nipples in the palm of my hand. I brought the strap up the middle in between her tits and across each nipple. She knew what was next trying to shake her tits and hoping that I somehow would have mercy on her. I reached up to peal the tape off of her mouth. She gasped for every ounce of air she could get. I asked her if she knew anything about my gun being missing. "What the fuck do you want me to do about it!" was all she could manage. "Wrong answer", I spat back and slapped the tape back over her mouth. I saw her shake her head violently just as I brought the leather strap right down on her bare nipples. When she shook her tits I slapped them harder. Each time I targeted the tender tip until they swelled in proud defiance. Such perfect tits to torture I thought. I stung the tender nub several more times until her nipples were sore and raw. I slipped one end of my Ace clamp onto her left nipple. Seems the metal alligator clamps were just right for her nipples, with a flat serrated edge and spring loaded jaws I figured they wouldnt come off. I clipped the other nipple and squeezed tight feeling the sharp metal jaws bite firmly into the base of each nub. She squealed hysterically behind her tape gag. "What the fuck kind of an answer is that you lying little fuck slut." I lifted up on the middle of the chain that connected the two clamps, pulling her tits up into two extreme cone shapes. These clamps would never come off unless I took them off. I brought the leather strap sharply into the underside of her stretched out tits. She bucked and screamed from deep in her throat. She lay back then went limp, surrendering herself.
I ran the palm of my hand up and down the length of her pussy. It was sore and swollen, ready for my cock. I climbed between her legs and knelt as close as I could to the gaping pink slit spread wide before me. I noticed a bead of sweat had formed down the middle of her naked body as I guided my throbbing cock head into her then shoved the rigid shaft between the sore lips of her pussy. Just as I jammed my cock all the way in I yanked up on the chain that held her tits. I heard a gasp of air and then a shudder, her cunt convulsed on my cock as I fucked her, pulling up on her tits as I did. I held off cumming as long as I could until at last my balls exploded and sent a blast of semen out the tip of my shaft. She lay limp even as I pumped her cunt full of cum. I looked down at the heavy red welts covering her mound and spurted deep into her cunt. I pulled my cock out of her slowly, a trickle of cum leaked out of her slit toward her asshole. The entire length of my cock was slick with cum, I pushed the head of my throbbing cock against the tight brown hole and slid it into her ass. My cock was still so hard and slid with little effort into her ass. Cum leaked out of her pussy and trickled down onto her ass hole, giving me even more of an excuse to slide it in with one long push. The little cunt's entire body bounced up and down helplessly on my cock. Her ass gripped me hard enough to make me want to cum again. I fucked her as hard as I could knowing I was a long way from cumming again but it was there, all I had to do was just keep fucking her ass. When I looked up at her tits I saw a tiny stream of blood trickling from each nipple. I leaned over and cupped her tits even with the chain still attached and let my cock swell inside the tight hole. I came again so hard my balls were tight against her ass.
I pulled my cock out of her ass and slapped her cunt with my hand. "I trusted you in my house you little whore". I knew she could hear me but she didnt respond. It was time to get another beer anyway. I took the handcuffs off, then the spreader bar. She was sore and tired. She just lay there like a rag doll awaiting her next punishment. I went out into the shop to get another beer out of the fridge and contemplated my next move.