Cracking Cassandra - pt.3 (MF, NC, V, BD/SM, tort)
I'm back by my monitors, feeling a little better after
the shower and a strong cup of coffee. I check the
screen and I can see that Cassandra's ass is wiggling
a lot, as much movement as she can afford within all
the straps that tie her down.
The vibrator in her cunt may have felt good in the
beginning, and she probably came another couple of
times before the constant strong vibrations began
to irritate the nerve rich area in which it is
embedded, and before the inevitable physics took over.
Vibrators have motors in them, and not all the battery
energy gets converted to motion. Some of it converts
to heat, which builds until the vibrator is painfully
hot, especially with the way I duct taped her pussy
shut. Oh well, she is my (reluctant) pain slut, and
she has to pay in pain for any pleasure she can get.
It's been four hours of torture for Cassandra, but all
good things must end. I plan to crack her in the next
couple of hours. She's tolerated intense pain with
more grace than any of my many victims and I have been
contemplating what to do to her in order to finally
break her.
A few more minutes of sipping coffee and watching her
wiggle her cunt help me make up my mind.
Her pussy has been relatively torture free until
recently, and that will be my new target.
I smile to myself, proud of my ability to manipulate
people with pain. Cassandra is going down! (literally)
I enter the room and she turns her head towards me.
I guess she is trying to communicate her discomfort,
but I don't really care. I wait for a while, taking
in the sight of her beautiful body strapped to the
table. Her breasts are covered with a thick layer of
red wax, and her stomach, thighs and arms are heavily
dotted with wax as well. Heavy clamps are squeezing
the mound of wax piled over her nipples.
There are multiple stripes of duct tape all over her
pubic area, forcing the vibrator to stay inside her
slippery cunt.
Her pretty face looks lovely with the gag and blindfold
, such a tasty victim.
I remove the clamps from her nipples. I can't be sure
that they were really hurting her too much, since the
wax insulated her nipples from any direct contact, but
I really liked the way they looked on her.
She seems appreciative of being granted relief.
"You want that vibrator out of your pussy, right?"
A vigorous nod of the head signals that she does.
"Well, I'm going to do that after you help me move
you off this bed. Are you going to be a good girl?"
Another nod, slightly less vigorous. She is in that
wonderful place were she is aware that cooperating
with me will only lead to more pain. But theoretical
future pain (please...not theoretical at all, but she
is allowed to hope) is a better option than the hurt
in the now.
I handcuff her wrists before I begin loosening the
straps.
"Don't you dare try to remove that vibrator yourself"
She nods a no and I continue until she is free to
sit up. I help her off the bed, and her knees almost
buckle when her swollen feet hit the ground.
That is so cool that a crop on her soles can cause this
effect!
I gently guide her towards a large X shaped rack. She
is moving slowly due to the blindfold, the cuffed
wrists, and the bruised feet. I don't mind, because
soon her pussy will receive my full attention.
I stand her on the rack and bind her ankles tightly
with the straps at the bottom of each section.
Next I instruct her to raise her hands over her head.
I uncuff her, and bind each wrist with a strap to the
rack. She is not resisting me any more, which is a
good indicator that she is about to crack. She has
stopped fighting, but hasn't yet accepted her fate.
At this point she probably holds on to the hope that
I will be more interested in having sex with her than
torturing her, but she is wrong. Torturing a beautiful
young thing like Cassandra is pleasure in itself.
When I break her, she will fulfill my every sexual
desire without resistance, so why should I trade pain
for sex when I can have both.
I peel the top of the duct tape of until I can grab
hold of a large section, and then suddenly whip my
hands down, removing the tape while ripping most of her
pubic hair in the process. She howls in pain while her
pussy lets go of the vibrator which drops to the floor.
Her pussy is still gaping wide, so I insert a couple of
fingers and verify that no serious damage was done.
She seems fine, wet and ready for the tortures I am
about to unleash on her.
I laugh in her ear and ask if she liked the waxing job
I did on her. She doesn't reply, just hangs her head
and sobs into her blindfold, so I walk over to my toy
collection and pick up the flogger.
Without exchanging another word with her I begin
flogging her pubic mound, bringing the flogger in a
wide circular motion up over my head, then with
increased speed downwards towards the ground, and a
final strong upswing, landing it squarely on her twat.
The rack affords her with much more body motion, and
she squirms to avoid being flogged, but time after time
she gets hit, and a delightful squeal escapes the gag.
At twenty I stop, and approach her.
"I'm going to give you another chance Cassandra.
While I remove your blindfold and gag, please consider
giving me the password, or I'll keep hurting you".
I remove her blindfold, and look at her. The blindfold
is wet with her tears. The smeared mascara and high
cheek bones make her look like a model at a fashion
photo shoot. She looks at me with glazed eyes.
We're almost at the breaking point.
I remove her gag, and she inhales deeply a few times,
releasing air in jagged sobs.
"Well?"
"I can't...." she whispers weakly.
"Your cunt? OK", and with that I land another lash on
her poor pussy lips. She screams loudly. I love the
sound of her screams.
One, two, five, ten lashes. She screams and thrashes.
At sixteen she starts screaming "please stop!!!" over
and over again. I do stop, and grab her face in my
hand, making eye contact with her.
"What's the password Cassandra?" I ask almost kindly.
She mumbles that she can't, that she sunk so much work
into her company, that she has responsibility to her
shareholders.
I nod my head with mock understanding, and slowly step
back to my pile of toys. I return with a handful of
hypodermic needles. Cassandra's little speech has
trailed off, and when I she sees the needles she stops
talking completely. She's shaking with fear now.
I would love to stop, but I make it a rule that once
my victim knows what the next torture is going to be
that torture must proceed regardless of anything they
say or do. When I am done I will allow them to once
again consider what they should do.
Cassandra begins to beg while I remove the needles from
their packaging. She promises sex crudely, trying to
sound convincing enough to stop me.
She tells me I can finger her pussy and ass (wait, is
that something she wants, or I do?), then fuck her
in any hole I wish. That she'll lick and suck every
inch of my body, my nipples, cock, balls, asshole.
I really enjoy the dirty talk this slut can come up
with, so I slow it down, unwrapping needle after
needle, until I have a tray with 14 shiny steel
needles, all waiting to penetrate Cassandra's cunt.
But again, why should I stop? I like hurting her, and
I'll fuck her any way.
I show her one needle, then proceed to stick it in her
outer cunt lips, driving it about 1 inch deep. She
screams and shakes.
I show her the next needle, and while she protests I
stick it in her other cunt lip in similar fashion.
2 needles in, 12 to go. Her screams intensify, from
"please don't" to "no!!!!" to "ohmygoddontdontdont!!!",
but the needles keep coming. 10 needles stick out, and
she is wailing. This really is getting to her, it
really hurts her. I step back and look at her. There
is a forest of needles extending from her pussy lips.
I stroke her cheeks and wipe her tears with my hand.
I massage her elegant neck until her breathing slows
down a little.
"Only 4 more to go, and then we can try again" I tell
her and to my surprise she nods her head with quiet
agreement.
"Do you understand now that you did this to yourself?"
"yes" she whispers quietly.
"Then be a good girl and stay silent while I finish
your punishment." I ask of her.
I begin impaling her cunt lips once again, but this
time she only moans a little when the needle pierces
her skin. 11-12-13 needles stick from her pussy
lips, with beautiful little trickles of blood coming
from each needle wound. It looks so sexy.
"Last one, Cassandra. Are you ready for it?"
She nods her head up and down, her eyes wide open
and glazed with pain.
The needle sinks in easily, and I begin kissing her
to congratulate her for her performance. She is
eagerly kissing me back, her mouth opening for my
probing tongue while she wraps her tongue around mine.
"Now Cassandra, you are aware that we can keep this
going on for a long time if you don't give me that
password. I was thinking of branding your lovely ass
if you don't give it to me. Then maybe I'll brand
your big tits and your pussy lips as well.
I think I'd like to see how you enjoy that.
Anyway, we have some needles that need to be pulled
out, and they can go the easy way" and with that said
I swiftly pull out a needle. She flinches for a second
but otherwise seems fine.
"...or the hard way", and I begin a slow removal,
twirling the needle over and over making that inch of
steel leave her body after making her squirm and moan.
Two new tears streak down her face.
"12 needles." I declare and begin to rub her clit. " So
what will it be?"
"it's party girl" she says.
"What are you talking about?" I ask
"party girl: p @ r t 3 g 1 r l".
I slip two fingers inside her, letting them sink slowly
into her warm pussy. She draws in a breath, enjoying
the new sensation.
"I'm very proud of you" I tell her, then we begin to
kiss again.
I pump my fingers in her pussy, and rub her clit with
my other hand. She thrusts her pussy towards my hand
making the needles quiver.
"Are you going to come for me?" I ask her when I think
she is on the verge of an orgasm.
"oh yes.....yes...oh god ...oh god please make me come"
she throws her head from side to side, while me fingers
work her over, bringing her closer to climax.
She shouts "OH FUCK, YES!!!" and comes hard.
She looks like a sexual martyr. She is tied to the
rack, covered in sweat and wax and crop marks. Her
blonde hair is matted with sweat and her face has an
amazing expression, a combination of weariness, pain
and pleasure. She looks rapturous. I feel like an
artist looking at their masterpiece.
I pick up a phone, dial an 800 number, and spell out
the password character by character. The next time the
phone rings there will be one of two messages "all
clear", or "no go". If she has lied to me I will
unleash further pain on her in the form of the
tortures I have described to her. I am probably
going to add my favorite cigar torture in which I
leisurely smoke and put out a cigar on sensitive parts
of her body - her nipples, her armpits, her pussy lips.
But I do not think she is lying. She looks like
any victim does after I crack them. She is ready to
be my willing sex slave. My blonde busty slut is ready
to serve me.
I pull the dozen remaining needles out from her flesh
making her yelp a little with each one. "Last one!"
I untie her from the rack, ankles first then her
wrists. I pick up her so that her waist rubbing
against mine, and she instinctively locks her legs
around me, my hands supporting her buttocks as she
begins to kiss me again.
"We need to clean you up" I tell her after she lets
me catch some air between long wet kisses. "OK" she
smiles at me, and I lift her so that I am carrying her
in my arms while I walk towards the shower. I don't
want her to walk on her bruised feet.
"How do we get this wax off?" she asks timidly, maybe
because she expects more pain from the removal.
"You're going to have to stand under running cold water
for a while. I know that it's unpleasant but your skin
will contract and the wax will peel off. So, how about
you use the bathroom first. I don't want you peeing
yourself from that cold water, right?".
I watch her sit on the toilet and pee. She doesn't
have any shred of inhibition left in her. What an
amazing change she has gone through in just 5 hours.
I turn on the cold water and she stands under it
dutifully, squealing as I spray her entire body with
it. I turn the water off and easily peel the wax off
her tits. Her nipples are very hard and take on a dark
red color. Her skin is full of goose bumps. I switch
the water to a comfortable hot temperature and begin to
strip. She stands under the hot spray and takes the
sight of my naked body with a hungry look. Her eyes
linger at my mid section where my cock is standing at
attention, saluting her hot body. It is 9 inches long
and quite fat. She bites her lip while she admires it
and quickly looks up at me, knowing that she was caught
measuring me up. I smile at her.
I join her in the shower, and we kiss and soap each
other up. She spends a long time soaping my cock and
balls and gets me very hard. Torturing her has got me
very excited again, and I am dying to have an orgasm.
She washes the soap off my crotch and drops to her
knees in front of me. She looks up at me with her
big blue eyes and begins to lick the head. Her warm
tongue swirls masterfully around the head for a few
seconds before she swallows me in her warm wet mouth.
She sucks up and down slowly, her tongue massaging the
underside of my cock. Her fingernails scratch my balls
while she proceeds, driving shivers up my spine.
"So party girl, you're quite the slut aren't you?"
She lets my cock escape her mouth with a loud sucking
sound "Oh yeah" she says while rubbing my hard cock
over her face. "And you love sucking cock?" her
mouth catches one of my testicles and she sucks gently
on it making me moan. Then before she takes the other
in her mouth she manages to blurt "I love sucking cock"
and proceeds worshiping my cock.
She alternates licking up and down my shaft, swirling
her tongue around my cock head, sucking light and hard,
and in general providing me with an amazing blowjob.
"Make me come party girl" I instruct her and she begins
sucking hard, scraping the underside of my cock with
her teeth. Her blue eyes are fixed on mine as she
bobs her head up and down, taking up to 6 inches in
and rubbing the bottom of my cock with thumb and
forefinger. In less than a minute I hit my orgasm
spurting hot come into her mouth. She greedily sucks
it all down. "Slut!" I smile at her and she smiles
back, licking her lips clean.
"Are you ready for your enema dear?" I ask her, and
I'm amazed to watch her bend down so that her ass is
in the air and her face is pressed to the tiles.
"So you've done this before?"
Her eyes are shut because she's in the warm spray of
the shower. "I enjoy them. I usually do them before
having anal sex". Wow. Now I'm impressed with my
freaky Cassandra. I step out of the shower and grab
an enema unit and fill it with warm soapy water.
I stick the nozzle in her asshole and she moans her
approval. Now, for my victims I mostly use ice cold
water as a form of torture, but Cassandra is now my
lover and she deserves some reprieve.
"now go squat on the toilet, beautiful, and come right
back" I instruct her, and she jumps out of the shower
and sits on the toilet all wet and warm.
When she returns to the shower I repeatedly soap up
then wash her anus. Cassandra leans against my fingers
to increase the pressure and to tempt me to penetrate
her asshole.
We towel off and I carry her into my bedroom, laying
her down on the king sized bed. I begin eating and
fingering her pussy again making her squirm and moan.
After a while I remove a finger from her pussy, and
slick with her juices I plunge it into her asshole.
"So you like anal sex Cassandra?" I ask and return my
mouth to her clit. "Oh fuck yeah!" she moans back and
moves her hands up to her tits, rolling her nipples
between her fingers. She looks me in the eyes and
pleads "please put your big cock in my ass!", so I do.
I turn her over and get her on her hands and knees at
the edge of the bed. Then I begin to fuck her pussy
for a while, just to get my dick lubricated. I know
that it's not enough lubrication, but I plan to fuck
her ass until she's a little uncomfortable.
After a couple of minutes she begins to plead again
"in my ass....please, put it in my ass!".
I press the head of my dick to her anus, and slowly
start to insert into her. Every time she relaxes her
anus I push farther in, until after a while I am
deep in her ass, with my balls touching her pussy.
She's groaning like an animal when I begin a slow
pumping. Her ass is tight and hot around my cock
and I'm loving every second.
After a few minutes my cock is rubbing her anus raw
and she begins to whimper but doesn't ask me to stop.
Finally I pull out of her ass and grab some KY, which
I spread over my dick. I plunge my cock back into her
just as her anus squeezes back to the lovely little
puckered shape it had before my cock invaded her.
She lets out a sharp scream as my cock cuts back into
her and encourages me to fuck her hard.
I'm about to come when the phone rings, but I force
myself to slow down, and lean over to pick it up.
Beneath me Cassandra is grinding against me in
frustration, trying to convince me to speed up the pace
again. But I am shocked at what I just heard. no go
the voice says. "What?" I ask, but the line has been
disconnected already.
I slowly pump my cock in and out of Cassandra's ass
while I ponder what to do. This slut has just
done what no other victim ever could. She tricked me.
She actually convinced me that she is sincere, that
she gave me the right password, and she is now trying
to trap me with that lovely ass of hers. I must admit
that if I was a normal person I would be in her palm.
I have never fucked a sexier woman. But she doesn't
quite know how I think yet. I will fuck her in the
ass until I come, and then I will punish her so hard.
The thought of punishing her excites me so much that
I come with a loud yell.
I grab her arms and bring them behind her back, then
grab both wrists in one of my hands. With my other I
pull hard on her hair, forcing her to stand up.
With my dick still embedded in her ass (not that
difficult, since this is getting me all hard again) I
march her back into the torture room. She pleads
with me the whole way to just fuck her and let the
password go, but it's not going to work this time.
Soon, She is back on the rack, gagged naked and
vulnerable. I put a cigar in my mouth, light it,
take a big puff and then exhale the smoke in her face.
"Cassandra you just don't get it. This will not end
until I have that password. Do you not understand
that I can fuck you whenever and however I want?
There is nothing you can give me that I can't take
away from you beside that password. And you are going
to give it to me after a lot of unnecessary pain.
I like it when you are in pain. It turns me on.
And this time I'll keep torturing you until I get
confirmation that you didn't lie to me. I'll slow
down the torture but it won't stop.
And in the end I will have that password, and you will
be full of bruises, burn marks and welts.
And then I will rape you."
Her eyes are big with anger or fear, I can't really
tell but it doesn't matter. She won't have another
opportunity to speak until I've punished her enough,
and I think that will take quite a while.
I puff on the cigar to get the tip red hot, and as I'm
blowing smoke in her face I touch it to her left breast
just above the nipple, making her scream into her gag.
Nice. Now where should the next burn mark go?
hmmm... so many square inches of lovely flesh to
explore together.
This is going to be fun.
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End of part 3
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