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Taming Sayali - Chapter 32
Sleep proved to be rather elusive, making me toss and turn as the night wore on. The room I now occupied was the very one Neelem had provided when I joined her and Sayali. To me that was an eternity ago, and my memories merely added another obstacle to falling into a restful sleep. I must have dozed off for a time, because I awoke suddenly, quite disoriented. It took some time to gather my wits, and then I decided to visit Kanan, to make sure that she was alive and well. My approach to her room must have alerted her to my imminent presence. Even before I opened the door I could hear her body moving against its bonds, causing squeaks to come from the chair to which she was bound.
The room reeked of her sexual excitement; the powerful smell produced an immediate erection on my part and I already began planning how I could use it on my helpless captive. I followed her scent and made contact with her bare body, fondling her tits and feeling the nipples hardening almost in an instant. Then anger overcame me like a sudden storm and I found myself yanking and twisting those pathetic bags of nearly flat flesh, as she struggled to ease the pressure my hands were applying. I cuffed her across the head and face, aiming at the darker mass that moved from side to side to avoid the blows that came from the darkness. I tired quickly and my tactics changed. Moving closer I got a good grip on her hair and began shaking and jerking her as hard as I could, almost as if I was trying to tear her head from her body.
Still not satisfied, I put my hands around her neck and began squeezing the life from her. Kanan's struggles were impressive for one so thin, but I persisted and gradually she stopped fighting and then went limp. I stopped strangling the school teacher and stepped back to catch my breath. She quickly came out of her swoon, announcing her return by gasping and wheezing. Now I leaned forward and in a very low and threatening voice announced that she was going to lick my balls until they glistened, then take my cock and suck until I filled her mouth with my hot cum. If she cried out or tried to resist, I would beat her bloody and then do it to her while she was senseless. Almost as soon as I stopped speaking, her tongue began lapping away on my balls that grew tight from the sensations she was producing. Obviously Kanan had plenty of experience in this area. I wondered who her teachers were? That was something to beat out of her at a later time when I had plenty of time to make her speak the truth or suffer the agonies associated with my assault on her emaciated body.
Kanan's mouth now engulfed my stiff member like a hungry snake and attempted to swallow it whole. The pressure she applied was almost crushing, but then it smoothed out and she tried her best to get as much of it down her gullet. I used her hair as reins and fought to control this animalistic force that seemed bent on overwhelming me. It was a battle between her and me, and considering Kanan was tied tightly and had no leverage to speak of, she acquitted herself quite well in this unequal struggle. Her tongue wrapped itself around the body of my hard length of flesh and her gullet suctioned the head and made it feel as if any second the pressure would remove the thin layer of stretched skin covering the top of my prong. I soon unleashed a stream of hot cum that splashed against the walls of her throat and made her gag and choke. Instead of withdrawing, I kept my cock in place and enjoyed the feeling of her struggling to catch her breath, and failing. I was sorely tempted to leave her hanging until she passed out, but thought better of it.
I regagged her and tormented her tits, giving Kanan hints of what was to happen to them tomorrow. I also let her know that she would be getting all the cock she wanted and even more, in order to pay the debt for the work that was to be done on her bare body. I was tweaking her nipples at that time and they immediately hardened, letting me know that the prospect of having sex with many men was an exciting thought to her. I was most surprised by this reaction, and cruelly twisted her nipples until she mewled, calling her a whore and a sick person for looking forward to such a gargantuan feast of cocks. I must have slapped her across the face a dozen times before I tired of this recreation. To my amazement she seemed to welcome each blow, tilting her head so that she could absorb the full impact of each and every slap I delivered. Just before I retreated to the comfort and safety of my little room, I took her ears in my hands and tried to twist them from her head. The sounds she made were not human and I reveled in them. I could hardly wait until she was out of this house and at the ringmaster's shop ready to be tortured and humiliated to levels she could only imagine in her wildest, sickest fantasies.
I slept poorly, probably out of anticipation of what was to come, plus what I had already done to Kanan. I awoke minutes before the first light of dawn and visited my sex slave to be, eager to begin her day of terror, humiliation and pain. It was doubtful if she had slept a wink since I left her. The room stunk of her sex. How she managed to secrete so much of that foul smelling residue from deep within her churning cunt was a great mystery to me. Had she spent the entire time dreaming of what was to happen to her and how much she would enjoy it, just to spite me? You talk about hubris; I was its template at the moment. I cursed her for being the whore that she was, and delivered a series of open-handed blows to her ears, bringing tears from her eyes and delighting me no end. After quickly freeing her from the chair, I retied her hands behind her back and made sure her bonds were as tight as I could make them. I pushed and dragged Kanan into the bathroom so she could be properly prepared for when the ringmaster began his work.
First I made her kneel in the shower stall and open her mouth so I could piss down her throat. I warned her not to spit out any of my golden offering, or I'd beat her bloody. The way Kanan reacted indicated that she was not about to challenge me under the circumstances. I positioned myself so the head of my cock was only scant inches from her open lips. I smiled and began to piss, the stream bouncing off the roof of her mouth and some going down her gullet. She choked at first, but soon was swallowing most of my offering without much difficulty. I had a very full bladder and it took the better part of a minute before the stream slowed and then stopped. Once again I clapped my hands against her ears a number of times as she blinked back the tears and tried to escape the vicious blows that I landed.
Kanan exited the shower at my command and leaned over the edge of the tub, glancing over to where I was preparing the first of what would prove to be three large enemas. It was strange that she made no effort to resist whatever I planned for her. Was this her way of letting me know that she would become my sex slave despite the agony that she would endure today and perhaps even longer? If true, that somewhat reduced my triumph. Why had she waited so long? Had her experiences in the pit changed her attitude toward me? No matter, she was going to suffer greatly today and for the rest of her miserable life as well, or at least until I left to return to the university where I taught.
I decided to gag her before giving her the first enema; after all I wouldn't be using her mouth for any purpose now that I'd relieved myself, and I certainly didn't want to alert Neelem of what was transpiring here. Kanan made no effort to prevent me from gagging her with a pair of panties that were ripening in the hamper. I filled the red rubber bag to its limit and prepared to insert the nozzle into her asshole. A quick slap to her flat ass cheeks loosened her sufficiently for me to jam the nozzle into that unblinking brown eye. Without any lubricant, it was a most painful process and her body stiffened from the force of my thrust. I unclipped the hose and the water began flowing into her lower intestines. I could not resist insinuating my fingers into her dripping cunt and stimulating her fat clit which was quite swollen with her lustful reaction to the enema and my probing fingers.
It took perhaps five minutes or so before her belly began to expand from the water as it worked its way into her stomach. I had her stand erect so I could see the contour of her full belly.She looked as if she were pregnant, perhaps going into her fourth or fifth month. For some odd reason I imagined that she was carrying my child, but then quickly dismissed the thought. This one would never conceive if any of the stories she told were even slightly accurate. Besides after today I planned to use her mouth and anus exclusively, reserving her cunt for the rough trade that I would invite to use her as they wished. Once the contents of the bag had been transferred into her body, I kept the nozzle pressed firmly into her anal passageway to contain the pressure as it slowly built to some type of crescendo before allowing her to void.
I made her squat in the shower stall and relive herself as I looked on and smirked at her humiliation and discomfort. To add to her misery I then turned on the cold water and used it to wash away the remains of that intial enema as well as chill her naked body to the core. She was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm by the time I let her escape from that tiled prison and once more began loading her with still another bulging bag of very hot water to loosen anything that the first enema might have missed. This time I stopped the flow a number of times to give her even more pain as her body once more became bloated and distorted. Naturally I strummed her throbbing clit and brought her close to orgasm, but never let her have that last push that would have allowed her to reach her objective. Kanan was covered with sweat and her eyes were wide and staring as she tried to will herself to think of something else besides the ever-growing pressure that was building in her bowels and belly. This time her pregnancy appeared to be in at least month six. I dared wonder if I could make her appear ready to deliver from the last enema I planned for her.
Rather than allow her to enter the shower stall and relieve herself of the intense pressure from the enema, I amused myself by making her waddle back and forth from the tub to the shower and back again, but refused her entry. Naturally I kept the nozzle of the enema securely plugging her distended anus. She groaned loudly despite the wadded panties filling her mouth. She groaned even louder when I began pressing my hand against her bulging belly, down low just above her cunt that was oozing sex sludge in huge quantities. It was then that the idea of sodomizing her, once she was cleaned out, came into my head. My cock hardened rapidly at the prospect of stretching that tight asshole to its limit before giving her the third and final cleansing.
Kanan finally was allowed to squat in the shower stall, her thighs spread wide, while she evacuated her bowels for the second time this morning. Her body quivered and shook as her muscles convulsed to rid her bare body of the enormous quantity of liquid that had been gurgling and sloshing around within her. She was oblivious to what awaited her before that last three quarts of cold water was transported into her body to do its evil work causing cramps and making her feel as if her bloated belly was about to explode and end her miserable existence. I would have been devastated if something like that happened. There were so many things I wanted to do to that skinny body and I would not be denied. Already I had visions of Kanan on tip-toe, a chain running from one of the rings in her tongue to keep her in this vulnerable position. I would be facing her, using perhaps a cane or rubber hose on her swollen cunt and belly as she begged for death.
After giving her a long, cold shower, I had her lean over the tub once more, still dripping water from her shivering body. This time there was a surprise, an unpleasant one for her, but a delight for me. I started out teasing her by placing the head of my stiff cock in the mouth of her oozing cunt. It was not surprising that she attempted to force her cunt over its full length and thus begin the dance of sex. I backed out quickly and slapped her on the rump, but she continued to push back. Now I grabbed those nearly flat tits and milked them with all the strength I could bring to bear. Our groins were now grinding against each other, but no penetration was possible because I had her under control. She grew more frustrated by the second and then I shifted my attack and quickly invaded her tight asshole with one swift thrust that brought a muffled gasp from her. She was now mine to do with as I wished. I took full advantage of this situation.
I began burrowing deeper into her tight asshole and at a the same time yanking her tits as if they could provide milk. I could feel the nipples hardening in my fingers and that made me drive my cock with even greater force into her yielding tunnel. I could not resist biting her on the shoulder, just inches from her neck. She screamed into the panties and tried to escape, but I held her fast. Now my cock started to batter her unmercifully. It's as if I had a club attached to my groin and was using it as a weapon to hurt her. Kanan was unable to prevent me from sodomizing her, and so she made no attempt to struggle, merely acting passively as I bored and drilled open her unblinking brown eye. It was then that Neelem made her entrance.
( To be continued - lex ludite )
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