Golden Angel, Unwilling Sex Slave #2 by Thompson Claire

Author:Thompson, Claire [Thompson, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-10-14T23:12:21+00:00

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Laura was suspended over a large black phallus hooked up to a hydraulic pumping mechanism. Her wrists were secured in thick black leather cuffs, as were her ankles and waist. The cuffs were attached to sturdy chains hung from the ceiling that could be raised and lowered by means of a pulley device.

Jared stood by the pulley, ready to lower it on Melinda's command.

Laura's legs were pulled up so her body was bent up in a V

shape, her pussy the lowest point, hovering just over the bulbous head of the thick phallus.

Melinda, dressed in a black leather vest that barely covered her ample breasts and matching black leather pants so tight they could have been painted on her long slender legs, stood imperiously in front of the naked splayed slave girl. She rubbed Laura's bare pussy with her fingers, forcing the moisture from it.

Laura, teased and sexually tortured for the last week, was always left just this side of release, nearly desperate for the orgasm withheld by design. Even now, despite the discomfort 32

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of being suspended from the ceiling, she was on fire with lust.

Day after day, night after night, they'd subjected her to sensual torture and titillation, the goal always to bring her to the edge of a blinding, searing orgasm, the intention always to deny just that. She was left each night in a state of fierce arousal, bound to her bed, her pussy wet and aching, never satisfied.

Unlike the first stage of her captivity, when she was nearly always hungry, willing to endure savage beatings for the promise of a morsel of food, now her belly was comfortably full, her meals regular and varied. She wasn't beaten, at least not for its sake. Her pussy and breasts were subjected to torment, but it was sexual in design, the pain artfully interwoven with the pleasure so Laura sometimes barely distinguished between the two, so intent was she for the orgasm they offered and then cruelly withheld.

Left alone at night, bound and aching with desire, she would drift into dark erotic dreams, the mood sensual and primal, her lust at last unleashed, if only in her subconscious.

When awakened in the morning by Jared, she welcomed his touch, however rough, nearly climaxing just from the cold razor's edge sliding across her labia, or his strong fingers tracing the path to ensure smooth skin for his mistress to crop and tease.

Once as she sat on the toilet, wiping herself after peeing, she attempted to rub herself to a stolen, much needed climax when Jared's head was turned. A little gasp of pleasure gave her away as Jared swiveled toward her, his expression 33

Golden Angel, Unwilling Sex Slave #2

by Claire Thompson

knowing. He'd pulled her up from the toilet, smacking her hands away from her pussy as if she were an errant child.

"Not yours," he reminded her, his voice a warning. "That's Mistress's property. Hands off." Even while he'd admonished her, he'd slid his own hand across her cunt, slipping a thick finger into her wet opening.

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