Thank you all for your previous reviews. And I will immediately answer a few questions:

1) I did not try it all on myself. This is just a fantasy and nothing more.

2) I DO NOT WANT to try EVERYTHING from the above. Fantasies of that and exist in order to remain.

So, try to continue :):

I have been living with sadists for three days. Their two healthy men. One, whose name is Nikolai Ivanovich, has such a huge member that when he immediately after my arrival, he started pulling me in his mouth, he tore his lips. They pinned the corners of my lips with a plaster so that they would not disperse and fuck in the mouth more carefully, more precisely, they simply pound me in the throat, so that I constantly choke on sperm if they do not want to put it on my face.

My stay with them began with a set of rules that I should not break. If I violated them, then punishment followed. Although my life was one continuous torment with them, the punishments were notable for their particular cruelty. Here are some rules: absolute obedience, quick execution of orders, not looking men in the eye, cleanliness, body shaving, not hiccups, not stooling one, etc. They took a receipt from me that I voluntarily allow me to do everything to me, what they want.

The third day I walk with overwhelmed breasts. Ropes are not removed day or night. I almost don't feel breasts. Their color has become dark purple and already afraid that they will never become a pleasant pink color. For the night I am suspended from the ceiling, stretching my arms and legs wide apart, and five-kilogram dumbbells are hung on my chest. In the vagina and anus thrust thick and hard plastic limbs, and the mouth is sealed with a gag soaked in alcohol. I hang without feeling my body. Now the pain in my genitals and breasts with me always.

Sometimes I pray for mercy, but I get a whip or a whip on tits and genitals. Today my breasts are free. I managed to be guilty and underwent execution. I was tied to a chair and put on a dog collar. Then he pinched his upper and lower lips with six wooden clothespins, three on each, tied ropes to them. Clothespins on the lower lip pulled to the collar. They put a metal hoop with rings on my head. Clothespins on the upper lip pulled to the hoop. My mouth, of course, was wide open, and I could feel the tips of unclosed lips diverging. My gums were bare. I was forced to show language. Nikolai Ivanovich inserted spacers between my teeth, then took tweezers, pinched my tongue so that I would not remove it, until Sergei Stepanovich put five wooden pegs on the tongue. In my eyes, probably, such a torment froze that the torturers began to shout for me to try to smile. Lord, what a laugh, if only through tears. I could not say anything, only moaned and moaned. Sergei Stepanovich began to beat me with his fist on his breasts with all his might, trying to get exactly in the center of my distressful charms. The breasts only began to move away from the fetters and were very sick.

Nikolai Ivanovich brought from the other room a pile of thin long needles. I screamed harder, but the fiends just whipped my cheeks. Nikolai Ivanovich began to pierce through my tits. He did this for about half an hour. During this time, each tit got thirty needles. They were evenly distributed over the surface of the boobs. Female breasts turned into hedgehogs. They departed to admire their handiwork and smiled wistfully. But the execution has just begun. They took pictures of my poor boobs and suddenly for me they began to pull out needles. They asked me to go to a special pedestal and lie on it. It was made of unkempt boards, and as soon as I lay down, splinters stuck into my back and ass. I could not scream because of the busy mouth. By their orders, I lifted my legs wide bent at the knees and spread wide. The turn of my most intimate place - pussy has come.Sorry for being rude, but they forced me to call my pussy like that and, frankly, it excited me incredibly. They walked around the girl on display and discussed what needs to be done with my genitals. My hair stood on end when I heard their sweet talk. But what could a pliable and lustful slave bitch do! My vagina was enlarged enough by the members, but this was not enough for the monsters. Rope-laces were pulled out of the labia's large lips, and thick rings were drawn in the places of the holes. Then both of my thighs pulled a few layers of rope, pre-threading them in the ring, equal in number to the labia majora.

I already guessed what would follow these simple fixtures, and shuddered. By this time they had time to fix my body and legs, so that I couldn’t prevent me from jerking me with my jerking. Strings were tied to the rings on the lips of the genitals. Then each ring began to attract to the rings on the thighs. They pulled so hard that tears from the eyes and splashed. By the way, there were six rings on each lip. When they completed the process of showing the insides of my pussy to the whole world, I just woke up from another shock syncope.

I must say that, to my great shame, I flowed heavily. Men did not like it, because to continue the performance, they needed a dry girlish pussy. Sergei Stepanovich dragged the hair dryer, turned it on, putting it on the most powerful turns, then, waiting for the hair dryer to heat up, brought it to the opened vagina. If my mouth were not stuffed with clothespins, I would have squealed. The dryer was damn hot. They were going to dry my insides before losing. I still had little understanding of why my labia lips are dried for. But doubts were quickly dispelled by Nikolai Petrovich. He picked up the scotch. As a result, without stopping the drying of the pussy, Nikolai Petrovich, put adhesive tape on his small lips, then with all his strength pulled them and stuck them in the groin area. I was able to see that the tape was special waterproof and durable. Everything. The picture could be called: "Slave Anya shows her pussy" Suddenly, I wanted to sikat. What a horror! I tried to moan in a special way and it seemed that they understood me. Freed his mouth from pins.

- My beloved men, I really want to write.

- The slut wants to cast. Hose? He asked me, hinting at the thing that we all understand.

- Yes, sir.

They brought the hose. By simple manipulations, one end of the hose was inserted directly into the urethra into the other side of my mouth. Sikay girl in his mouth! I managed to blush at this moment, for which the end of the hose in the channel was pushed even further. Painfully! They generally liked this business, and after urinating, they began to stuff into the canal any nastiness. How disgusting and embarrassing!

They re-secured me so as to raise the pelvis higher. So they are going to use my cunt as a vessel. I really didn’t have the strength to cry and suffer, and without visible external influences I fell into oblivion.

Something tingled inside the vagina. God, they filled it with buttons. While it was not particularly painful, but they began to release my lips! Everything, sponges collapsed, I was shoved into the labia majora in large labia without pulling out the rings, and tightened. Go, girl, with buttons in your pussy and rejoice. On command, I walked, wagging my hips, squeezing my lips in pain. Nikolai Petrovich came up to me and began to slap on his cunt with his hand. I immediately fainted.

When I once again woke up, it turned out that I was standing. I lowered my head and saw the blood running down my legs from my gut-torn gut. I was allowed to loosen the laces and I began to take the buttons out of my pussy. I was tormented for a long time, crying and moaning. My mouth was free, and I could afford myself female weaknesses.

So, or something like this, a week went by sadists.

When it came time to say goodbye, I was even touched to let them prepare me for going out. The first thing I was given were stunning fashionable black stiletto shoes.The heel was ten centimeters high. I was allowed to look in the mirror. My long legs are even longer. Very sexy! Further. Over the still protruding large breasts, they threw a light

transparent cape of silk. She dressed over her head and lay down just below the shoulders. The part that was supposed to cover the chest served this, but in the most minimal way. That is the end

capes barely covered nipples. Out sticking out, nothing uncovered, half of the chest!

Okay. If there is even a gentle breeze, everyone will see my beautiful huge tits! The skirt was a strip of light silk, two millimeters below the shaven pubis. It turned out that half of my ass was exposed. Just great if you remember the wind. It turned out that I would go down the street completely naked. Good prospect! Small order. A thick pin was attached to the anus, which was fastened with chains to the belt under the skirt, and scotch was glued to the labia, transforming the vagina into a gaping hole! If they do not drag me to some basement three steps from the entrance, I will think that everything is impotent. Well, what, forward, whore, to meet new adventures.

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