Cumupance

       I had been made to watch as Jenifer was first forced to perform fellatio on my former business partner Fatchly. Not only had he swindled me out of millions but he had forced himself on my wife! John Long and Sarah had evidently enjoyed watching my reaction to Jennifer's forced oral servicing of Fatchly, tormenting me as Jennifer debased herself for them by constantly switching my cock ring on and off. Bringing me to the brink of a orgasm repeatedly as the disgusting fat man forced his penis into my wife. I had been forced to watch her throat bulge telling me just how deeply he had pushed himself into her, the unseen director zooming in the cameras to ensure we all got a good view.

       The guests still encircling me at their table were perhaps the worst part of the ordeal, approaching my wifes debasement as if it was some football match, chanting and cheering as Jennifer was forced to swallow more and more of Fatchlys penis. A few mocked me asking if she had ever performed like that for me, whether she had learned her cock sucking skills servicing me as one woman put it. Then we came to the final act when Jennifer shamed me further by begging Fatchly to not just penetrate her but treat her like a common whore at the same time, she was utterly wanton in her desires, how could she disgrace me so? Giving into her lustful urges like some brazen harlot.

       With the action on the huge screen now over Sarah stood up tapping her wine glass with a fork to gain the guests attention.

       'Well I hope you all enjoyed our little after dinner film' she mocked looking gleefully in my direction, a smattering of applause greeted her remarks indicating the guests had indeed enjoyed their after dinner entertainment, seeing my wife becoming little more than a brazen slut had evidently been a interesting diversion.

       'As you know Jennifer's little show was in punishment for her failure in the first trial and well we wouldn't want her husband to feel left out now would we?' she proclaimed, suddenly all eyes turned to me the rotating plinth I was on gave me a panoramic view of the expressions of sadistic glee appearing on the guests faces as the wondered what was in store for me.

       I felt like a pig selected for that evenings roast, a feeling reinforced by my position trussed over a stool on display to all and as utterly helpless as a lamb brought to slaughter.

       'I admit we did have some trouble deciding what his punishment would be, so many ideas were put forward by you our guests and our Internet audience.' They were allowing the guests to design my forfeit? I shuddered to  think what these degenerates would suggest especially after their obvious enjoyment of Jennifer's debasement, there could be no limits to the tortures they would enjoy seeing me endure. 'We decided in the end to go for something a little slower paced to begin with, perhaps loosen our David up a little' she grinned evilly at this last remark as if enjoying a inside joke at my expense 'So we have decided to go with the idea suggested by Mr and Mrs Roman, stand up and take a bow please' A middle aged couple at the far end of the table stood up a took a quick bow to the polite applause of the rest of the guests.

       Slowly the platform I was attached to came to a halt leaving me pointed towards the screen, forcing me to take in the picture of Jennifer sprawled across the floor her encounter clearly having exhausted her. My humiliation at having my wife behave so outrageously blossomed in me again had she always been this way? Why hadn't I seen  this part of her before? My musings were interrupted by the sound of the doors behind opening and something being wheeled into the room to the applause of the guests. I could hear whatever it was that was to form the centerpiece of my forfeit trundling into place behind me, judging by the sound it must weigh a ton! It seemed that they were happy with it's position as I felt hands at my ankles unlocking the cuffs attaching me to the stool and then re-locking me into them so my ankles were locked to each other.

       'I'm going to enjoy watching your forfeit Wench. I don't think you'll ever be quite the same again once you've enjoyed a few hours on our little loosener.' The dark Dolly whispered into my ear her voice dripping with sadistic glee.

       My preoccupation with Jennifer's behavior disappeared as I felt a cold sweat break out across my skin at the Dolly's words she seemed to delight in seeing myself and Jennifer humiliated and degraded. Anything that could make her so happy wouldn't be pleasant for me. Dolly was unlocking my wrists now once they were free she cuffed them together behind my back, pulling my shoulders back thrusting my fake breasts out in front of me as I was lifted of the stool. Her firm grip on my shoulders holding me upright. At first I refused to turn around scared of what was in store for me trying to delay the inevitable a little longer. My brief resistance was abruptly snuffed out by Dolly simply reaching down between my legs and taking a firm grip on the plastic prison encasing my penis, using it as a handle to position me. I blushed crimson at her casual manipulation of my most private area she seemed oblivious to my humiliation which only increased my shame.

       With Dolly's iron grip on my manhood pulling me along I was forced into stumbling totter as I tried to keep up with her in my ridiculous heels. Unable to use my hands for balance I nearly crashed into the back of Dolly when she stopped next to the device. With a quick grin of anticipation over her shoulder at me Dolly stepped aside to give me my first look at my punishment. At first glance it seemed innocuous enough simply a L shaped piece of machinery, with a 2 foot square platform mounted on runners  to the base of the L so it could slide back and forward about a foot. On the back of the device was a motor of some kind which was obviously there to provide power, sticking out of the vertical section of the L about 2 feet above the little platform was what looked like five or six bright red balls glued to each other increasing in size as they got closer to the back of the device. A shove from Dolly sent me stumbling the last few steps to the device, just as I brought myself to a halt I again felt her hands on me manhandling me, accepting the inevitable I let myself be positioned according to her whims.

       Dolly's hand on the back of my neck guided me up on to the platform steering me as if I was a errant schoolboy late for class, as I tried to balance on the platform I noticed four straps attached it's base a few inches away from each corner.

       'Kneel' Dolly's harsh voice whispered into my ear, almost without thinking I gratefully fell to my knees sparing my feet the further torture of trying to stand in my heels. With my back to the vertical part of the device, Dolly began positioning my legs into the straps one around each ankle and one just below each knee holding my lower legs flat to the platform with my knees pulled apart by about two feet. I began to feel the first waves of anxiety running through my chest now. I was firmly attached to the device and with my hands cuffed behind me there was no way I could escape from the device without help. Help which judging from the anticipation on the faces of the crowd hemming me in was unlikely to be coming.

       Sarah appeared in front of me now holding what looked like a six inch wide piece of thick leather in her hands with some lengths of thin chain hanging from it, she was reaching down to fasten it around my neck.

       'Tilt you head back' She ordered, when I didn't move quick enough she sent a exasperated look to Dolly who simply placed her hands on my forehead pulling my head back so I was now staring at the ceiling. I felt Sarah place the collar around my neck the front part of it reaching from my collarbone up to underneath my chin pushing my head back allowing Dolly to pull my fake hair out of the way and tighten the attached straps behind my neck to hold it in place. I felt one buckle pulled tight then another then a third, Dolly re tightening each in turn to ensure there was no give in them. I could feel my pulse pounding now against the inside of the collar my feelings of being trapped and surrounded increased by the slight restriction in my breathing it caused. I could feel Dolly's hands behind me now pulling one of the chains attached to the back of my collar down attaching it to center of the chain holding my wrists together pulling them painfully up my back.

       I was almost panicking now squirming against my bonds as I tried to get free. Sarah watched me writhe for a moment before fishing the remote control for my cock ring from her pocket.

       'Ah our little wench seems a little uncomfortable' she cooed eliciting scattered laughter from the guests 'perhaps this will distract him' she added raising the remote and aiming it at me as if it were a gun. I tensed bracing myself for the agony of he punishment setting but it was the massager that started up as her thumb pressed the button. At first the sensations were merely distracting but as the speed increased I felt myself becoming increasingly aroused, my cock ring had been intermittently massaging me for almost 24 hours now slowly little by little eroding the restraint instilled into one of my upbringing. For the first time since my teens I felt the hand of lust grip me. The need for release like a weight on my chest. I was becoming desperate for release. I could feel hands on me bending me forward and securing the chain from the front of the collar to the platform, forcing me to bring my head down and my backside up, the position holding my spine horizontal with the collar holding my chin up so I could only stare directly ahead.

       It was then Sarah leaned down in front of me, the expression on her face wasn't showing hate or disgust as I had expected but rather amusement at my predicament. I felt myself begin to blush in shame the sensation starting at my forehead and running down across my chest, I could perhaps have dealt with her looking down on me but I had fallen even further than that! In her eyes I was merely entertainment now, a particularly amusing animal to be shown off to her friends or in this case the guests and the Internet audience. Try as I might to fight it, the feelings of humiliation burning through me were combining with the powerful sensations coming from my groin increasing my arousal.

       Now that the second chain had been connected I could barely move, my lower legs were utterly immobile attached as they were to the platform underneath me, I was forced to pull my arms up my back to reduce the tightness of the collar around my neck which even if I pushed my hands as far up my back as I could my head was still pulled back and looking straight ahead. I could do nothing to halt the cock rings stimulation of my groin it's insistent massaging dragging me slowly and inexorably towards a very public orgasm, but I found myself resisting less and less, in fact I started waggling my hips as much as my restraints would allow trying to push myself over the edge into ecstasy.

       The crowd around me seemed to think my antics were hilarious snapping pictures of me on cameras to preserve my moment of shame for posterity. I was grunting around the gag holding my mouth open now. I was becoming even more frantic in my attempts to achieve orgasm. Finally I felt the tightness in my testicles increase indicating my imminent release. Then without warning my cock ring suddenly switched into punishment mode hundreds of little pins were suddenly pressed against my engorged and horribly sensitive penis, I let out a howl of shock and pain, drool spraying from my mouth and dripping down over my chin. My impending orgasm suddenly halted by the agony enveloping my penis I felt tears begin to form in my eyes at the denial of my release and the pain shooting through my penis. It wasn't fair! I had been so close and now I had publicly shamed myself even further, the guests were in uproar now the denial of my orgasm was hilarious as far as they were concerned. I saw more cameras raised to get a shot of my tear stained face. Blessedly the cock ring had turned off after a few seconds leaving me with tears slowly rolling down my face accompanied by a pathetic mewling that was coming from my mouth as I tried to get my breathing under control my chest heaving as I sucked in lung fulls of air.

       'I should get used to that experience Wench' Dolly was whispering in my ear her body out of sight behind me, 'your cock ring will be randomly running you through a pleasure/pain cycle for the foreseeable future' I gulped at the implications of her words I was going to have to endure that experience again? How many times would I be denied a orgasm? Would they keep me like this applying pain and pleasure in equal amounts for the rest of the upcoming trials? Sarah had lent down in front of me her face so close to mine that I could smell her sweet perfume even over my own stink.

       'It seems you do have a libido after all David, when we were married I often thought you were gay you showed so little interest in me. Perhaps it's only bound like this that your animal side comes out? Or maybe it's all these men eying your helpless body that gets you excited?' Waving her arm too indicate the male members of the audience looking at me with what I can only describe as lust in their eyes.

       Carefully she began to remove my nose jewelery making sure it was safely placed into the bag at her feet, I was glad to be rid of the accursed sign but I doubted she had removed it for my benefit. My gag was removed next the ring pulled from behind my teeth and I could finally move my jaw, my respite was brief though as another gag was brought in front of my face the side closest me had a small black bulb which was quickly pushed into my mouth. The gag wrapping tightly around the lower half of my face as if molded especially for me, from underneath my chin up to just below my nose and also down each side of my face as far as my ears was encased in black rubber. Looking down my nose at the gag I saw that there was a large black penis molded to the front of it from my point of view it looked huge at least 7 or 8 inches long and at least 2 inches wide. Once Dolly had buckled it behind my head Sarah began pumping the bulb inside my mouth, expanding it until it my tongue was squashed against the base of my mouth and my cheeks were sandwiched between the inner and outer parts of the gag.

       I felt the Dolly behind me attach something to my handcuff chain pulling my hands back towards the machinery behind me. Sarah stepped back running her eyes over my bondage ensuring everything was in place. Lastly she detached the pump she had used to inflate my gag after giving it a couple more squeezes just to be sure my mouth was full, finally nodding to herself she waved a carry on motion to Dolly. I felt soft vibrations through the platform as the motor behind me started up, though I could barely hear it's quiet purr even as close as I was. Slowly now the platform I was on began to slide backwards it's movement barely noticeable, I felt what I assumed were Dolly's hands on my hips positioning them at just the right angle for what I wondered? Then I felt something with a slippery plastic texture touch my anus, I immediately tried to squirm out of the way but my bondage held me fast I couldn't pull away due to the chain from my wrists holding me fast to the machine and Dolly's hands prevented any side to side movement.

       Slowly I felt the pressure on my anus increase as the machine kept reeling me in then I remembered the chain of red balls that was attached to the machine. It must be that which I was slowly being dragged onto by the unrelenting device.

       'As I'm sure you've noticed Wench' Sarah began 'you have a stick of latex balls pressing against your ass, the first is only 1/2 an inch in diameter, the second is a inch, the third is 1 and a 1/2 inches , the fourth is a nice snug 2 inches and number five is extra special a rather sizable 3 inches!' Three inches! they meant to split me in half! surely they were bluffing. I felt the first ball pop inside me right then, the insistent pressure had eventually increased past my resistance. I tried to expel it but no matter how I jerked and squirmed I couldn't remove it, then I felt the second ball begin to press against me intent on following the first inside me.

       'Yes thats right you can't move far enough away to pull it from your ass, now stop squirming it's tiresome and I don't want you to wear yourself out to soon' she continued in a bored tone of voice, unperturbed by my attempts to escape my anal intruder she continued. 'Don't worry the machine will stop pulling your as onto the balls now, we have a much more entertaining method of making sure your ass gets stuffed with them, Dolly if you'd demonstrate please?'

       Dolly hurried round in front of me bending forward at the waist and hitching her skirt up, displaying that unsurprisingly she wasn't wearing any underwear, her bare ass and sex filled my vision. She slowly began to back up reaching between her legs to guide the tip of the dildo in front of me into her always ready vagina. As she slowly began to push her hips back, her pussy lips sliding slowly down the dildo towards my face she began to grunt contentedly to herself enjoying the sensation as she filled her sex with the black rubber dildo. Soon it was completely engulfed by her vagina, her labia separated from my lips by only the thickness of the rubber surrounding my lower jaw and she pressed her anus happily onto the tip of my nose. Gently she began to slide forward along the dildo seemingly trying to make the process last as long as possible as she teased herself with every inch of it, leaving it glistening with her juices as she pulled herself away from me until just the tip was inside her still.

       'You see Wench we could just let the machinery skewer you onto the that rather uncomfortable dildo behind you, but that seemed a bit to clinical' Sarah announced speaking for the guests and the thousands of Internet viewers benefit as much as my own. 'So we thought why not add a little audience participation? So we set up a ratchet on our little device so that each millimeter you move onto the ball dildo you stay there. That way we could get twice the fun out of your forfeit, Dolly if you would please?' Apparently Dolly had been waiting for her cue and pushed herself back onto the dildo as hard and fast as she could, slamming into me and in turn pushing me onto the dildo behind me. I felt the second ball pop inside me from the force of her thrust.

       Dolly was just getting started though grunting as she slammed back and forth on the dildo, with each movement I could feel the third ball push slowly into my sphincter each thrust spreading my anus wider and wider. I could tell from Dolly's squeals and grunts that she had already cum once, the excitement of fucking herself with the huge dildo increased immeasurably by the pain she was causing my virgin asshole. Just when I thought the third ball would just keep stretching my sphincter it plopped inside me, giving me a not uncomfortable feeling of being full back there. Dolly produced yet another orgasm her knees shaking as she slowly slid off of the dildo to gasp for breath on the floor. I was surrounded by the smell of her sex now the dildo dripping with her juices, then I saw one of the female guests reach down to run her hand along Dolly's dripping vagina licking each digit clean as she shuddered with pleasure. A few of the guests unable to resist the sight of Dolly quickly pulled her into the crowd out of my sight. Her happy mewling emerging from behind the wall of people informing me that whatever they were doing with her she was a willing participant.

       'Well it seems Dolly only managed to expand his little hole to a inch and a half' Sarah announced slipping easily into the role of commentator. 'Does anyone think they can do better than this slut' she exclaimed indicating Dolly who was still lying on the floor seemingly oblivious to the woman eagerly lapping the juices from her swollen vagina.

       'My pet will try' said a tall man at the back of the room pushing a petite mini skirted young woman to the front, she couldn't have been more that twenty years old. I saw her turn to give the man pushing her forward a pleading look but seeing the resolute look on his face continued to make her way to the front. As she emerged from the crowd I got my first proper look at her, she was wearing a pink latex strapless mini dress so short and tight that it was obvious she was naked underneath. She tottered towards me on a pair of leather high heels, so tall that they were probably second only to my own in discomfort, especially as they looked even to my eyes to be at least two sizes too small.

       She bent down in front of me flicking her blond hair away from her face to inspect the dildo closely, nervousness showing on her face at the thought of what she was about to do. Around her neck was a thin black choker with a small silver plaque on the front bearing the name "Trixi" her name I assumed. As she straightened up I caught a glimpse of the bumps her nipples were making in the latex of her dress, it seemed despite her nervousness she was excited by something was it the sight if my bondage or what she was about to do I wondered? She turned back to the crowd meeting the eye of the man who had pushed her forward and began to slide her dress up her hips. Taking her time, obviously putting on a show for the tall man, she inched the stretchy fabric up her thighs and over her pert backside the latex gripping her rear tightly as she pulled it over the pale skin. I felt myself start to fill the inside of the cock ring my penis pressing tightly against the sides, this tiny little thing was exciting me in a way that not many women ever had. I think it was the way she seemed so sweet and innocent but yet was about to do something so wanton that it tapped into some primal part of my brain.

       The remote in Sarah's hand gave our a little beep as it registered my excitement, she glanced down raising her eyebrow ever so slightly as she absorbed the information. My arousal ended with that small movement, the idea that Sarah knew the lustful thoughts going through my head was like a bucket of cold water to the face quenching my desire immediately.

       'I think the Wench likes his new playmate' Sarah announced to the crowd, increasing my humiliation even further.

       The girl was now timidly backing towards me and the dildo in my gag, gently she guided it her sex. She seemed to be having trouble accommodating it, stopping and starting as she slid her sex towards me. When she was about halfway, the tall man  his patience exhausted stepped forward and began to whisper into her ear.

       'My pet you will take all of that dildo and you will fuck the Wench so hard that you push that fourth ball deep inside his asshole. I don't care if you have to spend all night reaming your cunt raw, do you understand?' through the dildo gag I could feel the shudder his harsh instructions caused in the girl. I could just make out her nod of agreement past the curve of her pale ass. 'But you have embarrassed me in front of my peers with your display of resistance so I'm afraid I must punish you my pet.' From his pocket he produced a foot long chain, on one end was a metal weight about the size of a egg the other ended in a harsh looking clip. He reached underneath her to slide her dress down to expose her pert breasts then without hesitation clipped the chain onto her nipple dropping the attached weight as soon as it was secure. Trixi let out yelp of pain as the weight reached the end of its chain yanking hard on her breast it was the first noise I had heard her make. Pulling a second chain from his pocket the man attached this to her other nipple causing a second quieter yelp.

       'And to prove I'm serious about you staying there all night' he continued, addressing Trixie in the same harsh whisper. He bent down angrily pulling her ankles back until they were against the front corners of the frame my device was mounted on. Securing each ankle to the frame with a short length of rope. He wasn't finished yet picking up one of the pairs of cuffs that had secured me to the stool, he pulled her hands down in front of her and quickly snapped the cuffs around her wrists. Pulling another length of rope from his pocket the tied one end to the cuffs, the other to the mid point of the bar her legs were lashed to. Satisfied she was secured tightly he stood up to address the guests.

       'My Slave Trixi has volunteered,' he announced attaching heavy irony to the last word. 'To use her lithe little body to ram the fourth ball inside Wench! She promises to keep going until she has achieved this goal no matter how long it may take!' The crowd were clapping appreciatively at this perhaps realizing that watching two people suffer for their entertainment would be better than just one.

       Trixi perhaps realizing that the tall man had meant his threat to keep her here until she had completed her task, began pushing herself towards me wiggling her hips as she tried to take all of the dildo. I could see that even the tiniest movement set the weights on her nipples swinging wildly. Finally her backside was pressed up against me, her light flowery scent filling my nostrils its sweetness a relief after Dolly's musky aroma. Slowly at first she began to rock back and forth about a inch. This had no effect on the dildo behind me, she was going to have to be a lot more energetic if she wanted to please her master. Trixi was beginning to make her thrusts longer and faster now, I felt the pressure increase on my anus ever so slightly as she began to make some progress. The crowd were now clapping in time with each movement now, excited by the spectacle poor Trixi was putting on I assumed. I could imagine how she looked face screwed up in concentration around her button nose, as she tried to keep up her pace. The weights on her nipples were increasing their motion ,and I assumed the pain, with every thrust she made.

       Trixi was breathing heavily now more due to excitement than tiredness, as she had barely stretched me at all. Her grunts were increasing in pace now as she began to get closer to orgasm.

       'Oh my god Master!' she was shouting now 'I'm going to cum, please may I cum!' the tall man had stepped forward again and was squatting in front of her his relaxed pose a start contrast to her madly thrusting body. Obviously enjoying dragging out her torment he simply stood there.

       'Please, please, please I can't hold on. Please!' she was begging now, her words running into each other in her desperation. The crowd were silent for once so intent on poor Trixi that the clapping had stopped. Still studying her intently the tall man slowly nodded once, giving his permission.

       'Thaaank yoooou!' Trixi exclaimed, stretching the words out as she pushed back into me as hard as she could. Her soaking vagina spasming less than a inch from me, as her orgasm shuddered its way through her body. For a moment everything was still as the crowd took in the scene, then the cheering broke out. Trixi was still pressing back against me gasping for breath.

       'I didn't say you could stop fucking pet!' the tall man thundered, his face inches from Trixi's 'Stop once more before you have fucked that fourth ball deep inside him, and I'll add another set of weights to your tits! And another after that! Am I understood!'        

       'Yes master!' Trixi managed to squeak out, starting to move again.

       'Good,' he had moved behind me now inspecting her progress 'you're about a quarter of the way there. You may cum if you need to but you may not stop.' Trixi stepped up her pace once more, starting to really pound me backwards, I was amazed at the ferocity coming from her slight frame. Noticing Sarah was standing just to the side of me, I looked up just in time to see her activate her remote once more. Again I felt the massager start up, I began to tense anticipating my impending humiliation either from a forced public orgasm or the pain of it's denial.

       Trixi was well on her way to her second orgasm, her pace frenetic as she approached release. My own orgasm was so close, the sight of her fucking herself raw on the dildo an inch from face was reaching down into the animal part of my brain. Leaving me breathless with need. I was completely trapped unable to give myself the orgasm I so badly needed or touch the tainted angel in front of me. The slow stretching of my asshole was adding a undercurrent of pain to the pleasure provided by my massager. Trixi was shouting and swearing announcing her orgasm to the appreciative audience the sight of her quivering body taking me right to the edge of what was surely to be a monumental orgasm, any second now I thought. Then horribly my pleasure was blanked out by a tidal wave of pain as again I felt the needles pressing into my engorged member, the feeling as if my most sensitive area had been bitten by a thousand fire ants.

       The audience broke into gales of laughter as tears began to flow down my cheeks. The pain wiping out any thoughts of Trixi's orgasm or the constant pain from my ever widening anus. I could feel my pride slowly shrinking with my erection leaving a hollow sensation in my chest. Shame and self loathing filled the hole as the guests derision reached new heights. Their schoolyard taunts of 'crybaby' and 'does wench want her mommy' hitting me like body blows pushing the air from my lungs. I gasped trying to suck in more oxygen around the gag filling my mouth. I tried to focus on something, anything else to distract myself and prevent my growing anxiety attack. The only thing I could see was the pert globes of Trixi's backside. She was using the audiences preoccupation with me to pause for a moment and enjoy the after glow of her orgasm, not all eyes were on me though.

       'I warned you slut!' The man yelled pushing forward again. Pulling another pair of the egg shaped weights from his pocket, he angrily hooked them on to her nipple chains.

       'Please master, they're too heavy!' Trixi begged, holding absolutely still so as not to set the weights swinging.

       'Be quiet slut and do as you're told' The man replied utterly unmoved by her pleading.

       'I can't, please.' Trixi mewled pathetically.

       'I've had enough of your pathetic whining slut. Are you trying to embarrass me in front of my friends? Well I'll teach you not to speak back to me.' He said undoing the buckle to the thick leather belt he wore. At first I thought he meant to beat her with it, then he unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. Reaching forward he wrapped his fingers in her hair, pushing his cock into her mouth. 'Any more comments slut?' he mocked.

       He was slowly pushing his cock deeper into poor Trixie's mouth now evidently enjoying the sensation of violating her throat with his cock. She was gagging and thrashing wildly as she tried to drag a breath of air past the 10 inches of cock rammed deeply into her gullet. Instinctively she began to push back against me attempting to remove the invading member from her airway. The round cheeks of her backside were filling my vision, as her pussy swallowed the whole length of the dildo on my gag. Trixie's fevered attempts to escape her masters cock were pushing me back relentlessly onto the dildo behind me. The ever increasing diameter of the ball stretching my asshole painfully. I was trying to scream at her to stop but the dual obstructions of the gag in my mouth and the twin globes of Trixie's ass were muffling my pleas. Finally the pain reached it's peak and the two inch diameter of the ball was pushed past my sphincter into my increasingly full ass. I was sure I had torn something back there. The continued throbbing of my anus and the full feeling in bowels was a horrible reminder that before my task was complete I would need to accommodate the next even bigger ball in my ass.

       The tall man had pulled his cock out of Trixie's throat and was masturbating feverishly as he took in the vision of her pained exhaustion and my confinement. Evidently the spectacle in front of him met with his approval as within a few moments he came with a grunt spraying his semen across Trixie's face. After taking a moment to use the head of his cock to smear his sperm across her mouth and nose he untied her from the frame. He dragged her up in front of him so he could admire his decoration of her face. Idly toying with the weights still swaying from her nipples as he did.

       'I think we'll leave those on for a while my dear,' he announced to her evident dismay. 'remind you who is Master and who is the pet eh?' Taking a moment to refasten her cuffs behind he back, presumably to stop her using her hands to alleviate the weight on her distended nipples or clean the slowly drying semen from her face, he lead her away her dress still bunched around her waist displaying the reddened puffy lips of her vagina.

       'Now Wench as I'm sure you've realized that the last ball is going to be a bit more difficult than the last couple so we thought we'd let you take your time over it.' Sarah announced to me and the  watching guests. 'You see we're going to leave the machine on automatic. It is programmed to slowly slide the full length of that dildo in and out of your backside every half hour or so. I wonder what it will feel like as it slowly impales you millimeter by millimeter?  Mercilessly stretching your sphincter and then once the whole thing is inside you. You'll have its return journey to look forward to!' She was obviously trying to scare me, but despite my efforts to remain calm it was working. I was trapped and helpless forced to endure whatever sick punishments she and the audience dreamed up. Perhaps worst of all I knew that the depravity I had so far endured was only the tip of the iceberg. I was sure I would have to endure even worse degradation and abuse before this nightmare was over.

       The machine started up again, the vibrations of it's motor passing through the dildo into my anus. My cock ring started up almost simultaneously also, but as pleasurable as its massaging effect was I knew that it would only lead to pain not pleasure. At first I felt no change and my spirits began to rise, perhaps the machine was broken? Horribly though after a few seconds I began to feel the pressure on my anus noticeably increase. My discomfort slowly but inexorably increasing. I realised that the slow setting wasn't designed to spare  me any suffering. The slower the machine moved the more distress it cause as drew out the torture and with it my feelings of helplessness. I was a slave to this unfeeling machine now its sole purpose to torture and humiliate me. The guests began to leave the hall apparently content to watch my torture from their rooms as the enjoyed god knows what other perversions available to them. Soon I was alone with the machine, although the glowing red lights of the cameras focused on me made sure I was not unobserved. How many were watching now as I was forced to endure torture and humiliation for their gratification? All thoughts of my audience disappeared from my mind as the dildo began to make it's presence truly felt as the walls of my anus were forced apart to make room for its latest and largest invader.

       I was sure the widest part of the last ball was at my sphincter now, but I had been sure before and yet the tension in my ass always got worse the the pain and pressure always slowly increasing. Despite my belief that I had been stretched to my maximum. My cock ring was also running constantly now bringing me to the brink of orgasm before dragging me back down as it inflicted agony on my most sensitive organ. Then the pleasure cycle would start up again immediately giving me no time to collect my wits. Time seemed to stretch as the intensity of  the sensations increased. The never ending cycle of pleasure and pain in my groin coupled with increasing pain as I was robotically sodomised by the increasingly larger balls. Underneath these sensations was the ever present tension in my nipples as the weights in my fake breasts pulled on them. Suddenly I felt the tension on my sphincter decrease. My buttocks where pressing against the backboard of the machine now informing me that I had taken the whole length of it inside my bowels spasmed as the tried to accommodate the rubber intruder forced inside me. My relief was short lived though as Sarah's words came back to me I had only completed one leg of the dildos journey. Soon in mere seconds perhaps it would be forcibly dragged out of me and then once again I would be slowly impaled upon it. This realisation that my torment wouldn't end until I was released from the machine destroyed my last vestige of self control as I began to weep uncontrollably.

       

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