katie's punishment

                                              day one

    If I've got this cute little slut handcuffed in the back room of my shop.  She is a friend of my girlfriend.  She has been hanging around with Rebecca for several months now, never really trusted her but she was fun to look at.  5 feet tall 110 pounds and the most perfect 36C tits you've ever seen.  Now and then she'd come over with these hot little boyshorts on and parade around like she was trying to show off her tight little ass.  I'd catch her and Rebecca out on the patio smoking a joint giggling and carrying on like two little girls.  Every so often katie would come into the house to use the bathroom and I couldnt help but stare at her as she went by.  The view from the rear was hot enough but what I saw from the front made me want to fuck her right then and there.  The tight lycra spandex shorts were wedged up into the cleft of her pussy just enough that I could see the thick lips protruding through the material.

    It was only now that she was completely naked that I saw what a full hairy black bush she had.  I figured her for being shaved smooth.  No matter, that was easy enough to take care of.  In fact the thought of it now made my cock even harder.  I sat back in my chair and just watched her squirm as I drank my beer.  Her long brunette hair tossed all over her face.  The clear piece of strapping tape I put across her mouth would keep her quiet.  Its not that I didnt want her to scream but I just didnt want her to speak at all.  She would deny any accusations anyway.  Besides, I had already decided it was time for me to punish her.  I could see the fear in her eyes as I looked at her.  She trembled nervously, not knowing what she was in for.  It had been a month since I had seen her which to me was even more of an indication that she was guilty of stealing my most prized handgun.  The little bitch probably hocked it for some of her crack, the thought of which pissed me off even more.  In the last month since I found it missing I couldnt take my mind off her.  At first I thought I would just punish her, give her a good revenge fuck then be over it.  But now that I had her on her back with her wrists handcuffed behind her, I felt an urge to torture her.  I couldnt decide if it was the way she shook her big fucken tits back and forth or the swollen thick pussy lips peeking out from between the patch of hair covering her mound.  She kept her knees pressed as tightly together as she could.  Just the sight of her now trying to close her legs stirred a deep desire to torture her in every way a sadistic man could torture a girl.  I felt myself slipping over a dark abyss. 

    I took another sip off my beer and  took a deep breath.  I knew she had recently gotten kicked out of her aunts house and had no where else to go.  She had no real family and nobody knew where she was.  I could do anything I wanted to do to her for as long as I wanted to do it and nobody would know.  I stroked my cock at the thought of what I could do to her.  She looked at me in horror.  I set my beer down on the floor and stood over her with my cock standing straight out at full erection.  The Cialis was beginning to kick in.  I slapped her tits several times as hard as I could with my hand then slid my hand  down the front of her taught naked stomach.  Her tits heaved and her entire body trembled.    I slid the palm of my hand over her hairy mound and felt the full thick lips of her pussy between my fingers.  She twisted and writhed in protest but only managed to stir my raging hard on.   At this point I didnt care if she lived or died.   She squeezed her legs together but I slapped her pussy anyway.   I was anxious now to shave her pussy, I wanted to have a full view of those bare pussy lips.  This bitch was in for serious torture.  I slid my hand between her legs again, then made a fist, clamping  several strands of hair in my knuckles.  I yanked out ward pulling several tufts of hair out with it.   She squealed wildly.   "I think this hot little cunt needs to be shaved."  I said, not really talking to her but knowing she would hear.  I slapped her pussy again.  She tried to bend at her waist.  Instead she was met with a sharp slap of my hand across both her tits.

    "I got something for you",  I said to no one.  I slapped her tits several times back and forth, making sure not to miss the tender nub at the end.  She had large areolas with proud, pink nubs that stood erect out of the center.  Her tits were pretty much as I had imagined.  Visions of her danced in my head.  I stood up and took a big swig off of my beer, letting my cock stand straight out for her to see.  My cock was harder than it had ever been.  Feeling the heat off of her pussy gave me a shudder.  The thick mushroom tip pulsed with eagerness at all of the things I had thought of that I could do to her.

    It had been about a month since I had seen her last.  Plenty of time to get a few things ready for her.  Ace Hardware is a dangerous place.  The trick is to try not to look like a pervert.  I wasnt expectanting particularly a big hairy pussy but the dark side of my mind projected images of what I might do to her.  But first her legs would have to be spread wide open.   I was hoping the spreader bar that I built would work as I envisioned.  I pulled it out from behind the door.  I held it in one hand while I took a sip off the beer.  She looked at it, then looked at me in horror, her eyes wide, pleading with me.  My cock stood tall as I saw the look in her eyes.   I sat my beer down and held the bar up for inspection.  It was a 4ft long piece of pvc pipe with a long eye bolt drilled through at each end.  I had already clipped a pair of handcuffs into each eyebolt.  She tried to kick me as I grabbed her ankle.  Still I was able to clip one of her ankles into the handcuff.   She kicked even more as I grabbed her other ankle.   I expected a moment of panic at the beginning.  After which she would weaken.  Eventually she would become nothing more than a rag doll for me to fuck as I wanted.   I did want to know from her what she knew about my missing handgun.  Maybe I'll pull the tape off at some point and ask her.  For now I was just gonna torture her, sorta let her know what she is in for if she doesnt cough up something.   She kicked and bucked hysterically to no avail.  I pulled her loose ankle as far apart as I could and quickly snapped her into the handcuff.   I stepped back to look at her.  The sight of her laying there with her wrists handcuffed behind her back and her ankles spread as far apart as they would go.   Well, I may have made the bar a bit too long for her perhaps.    Too bad.  The sight of her labia peeking through the matte of hair got me to stroking my cock, right in front of her so she could see how hard my cock was.  Her legs were spread way further apart than I expected.  The only play she had was the distance of the chain between the handcuffs.   A few inches maybe.  Good.  Her pussy will be much easier to shave.  I figured I'd just use a straght razor like I use on my face.  I didnt want her bleeding to death before I had a chance to torture and fuck that hot pussy.

    I watched her squirm on the bed, instinctively trying to close her legs.   My cock pulsed at the sight.  I took a big swig off my beer, leaned over and spanked her pussy several times with my free hand.  In the dark pit of my mind I had an idea that could only come from mean.  I couldnt think of any better way to begin torturing her.   With beer in hand I walked out to the shop and got a couple pair of vise grips out of my toolbox.   I did have work to do but now wanted to fuck with this lying, thiefing crack whore.  When I came back into the room she was still squirming.  She couldnt have been too comfortable, all I heard was squeals every time she moved.  If I let her squirm long enough she would tire and run out of energy.  When I held a pair of vise grips out to adjust the jaws she screamed hysterically.  The clear strapping tape on her mouth worked better than I thought.

    I grabbed a clump of hair, squeezed the grips shut and yanked.  She could only manage a muffled throaty scream.  I gripped again and yanked another tuft of hair out of her mound.  Again she screamed, now started to cry shamefully then laid back on her handcuffs with her body arched upward, her big fucken tits thrust out and her legs spread wide to reveal a most vulnerable pussy.  I managed to pull several more clumps of hair before I decided it was time for the razor.  She was almost out of energy.  I watched her tits heave with each breath as her nostrils gasp for air.  I ran my hand over both of her tits, slapping each of her nipples several times as hard as I could.  I'd been fantasizing about torturing her tits.  But  first, her pussy needed to be smooth of all hair to show off those hot pussy lips.  I left her laying there heaving with each breath while I went for my razor.  When I came back she was much calmer not struggling so much knowing now that there was nothing she could do prevent me from doing anything I wanted to do to her.  She was either too tired to fight or finally giving in.   Didnt matter much anyway.  I sprayed some cream on her pussy and began to run the razor up and down both sides of her protruding labia and across the top then all the way down the length of her slit.  She just laid there, breathing deeply through her nose.  The clear strapping tape held her mouth tight.  I cleaned all the hair off her pussy, pinched her lips together with my fingers and tugged them up so I could run the razor up both side of her fleshy lips.  Once I was satisfied that her pussy was as smooth as I could get it I stepped back to admire my work.  There they were in all their glory fully displayed, even her clit peeked out from the top of the hood.  I took a swig of beer and stroked my cock up and down a few times as I stared at her.  She definitely looked much better with a shaved cunt.  No sense in covering up such a proud pair of pussy lips.  Maybe by the time I got done with her she wouldnt be so proud of them.   Time to go to the fridge for another beer.  Maybe I should leave her for awhile, while I go do some work in the shop.  She wasnt going anywhere.   I could fantasize about what I was going to do to her next.  My cock was so rock hard yet and eager to fuck.  But had to run out for some parts before the store closed.   

                                                       katie's punishment

                                                                part 2

    It was late afternoon by the time I got back.  I was anxious to get back to that hot lying little fuck slut spread naked on the bed in my shop.  It had only been a couple hours and in that time my mind was racing.  Between being pissed off at her and having Cialis coursing through my veins all I could think about was torturing her.  My cock was harder than it had ever been and it wasnt going down any time soon.   I wanted to find out what she knew about the whereabouts of my handgun.  Perhaps I would pull the tape off her mouth and see if she was ready to talk.  But I wasnt done with her yet, I was just getting started.   On the way through the shop I grabbed the pair of nipple clamps that I built with the help of Ace Hardware.    

    When I opened the door there she was still laying on her back with her wrist handcuffed behind her and her legs spread wide apart with the spreader bar.  She was quiet, whimpering, trying to plead for her release.  I could tell she was tired, her tits heaved with each breath.   They begged for punishment.  Tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes as she looked at me but all I could do was stare her ass and the bare pink lips of her pussy in full view, her pelvis raised upward.   I grabbed the leather strap off the bench and began whipping her stomach just below her belly button.   She squealed weakly.  The strap was double leather about two inches wide 18 inches long with a single handle.  It made a nice welt on her stomach.  I cupped her tits then pinched her nipples between my fingers and lifted,  tugging upward until they slipped out of my grasp.  I ran the leather strap along its flat side up and down the full length of her puffy  pussy lips.  She knew what was coming but there was nothing she could do to stop me.  She just laid motionless, waiting for the inevitable.  I snapped the strap as hard as I could square on her unprotected cunt.  She howled behind the tape, tried to bend forward then slammed back onto her back.  "I trusted you in my house, you little slut".  I said out loud.  I whipped the strap down onto her bare pussy again,  punishing the tender fleshy lips.  I stroked my cock slowly, the thick mushroom tip pulsed in eagerness.  I brought the strap down onto her cunt several more times.  She jerked with each sting of the strap.   I cupped her tits and savored the feel of her hard nipples in the palm of my hand.  I brought the strap up the middle in between her tits and across each nipple.  She knew what was next trying to shake her tits and hoping that I somehow would have mercy on her.  I reached up to peal the tape off of her mouth.  She gasped for every ounce of air she could get.  I asked her if she knew anything about my gun being missing.   "What the fuck do you want me to do about it!" was all she could manage.  "Wrong answer",  I spat back and slapped the tape back over her mouth.  I saw her shake her head violently just as I brought the leather strap right down on her bare nipples.  When she shook her tits I slapped them harder.  Each time I targeted the tender tip until they swelled in proud defiance.  Such perfect tits to torture I thought.   I stung the tender nub several more times until her nipples were sore and raw.  I slipped one end of my Ace clamp onto her left nipple.  Seems the metal alligator clamps were just  right for her nipples,  with a flat serrated edge and spring loaded jaws I figured they wouldnt come off.  I clipped the other nipple and squeezed tight feeling the sharp metal jaws bite firmly into the base of each nub.  She squealed hysterically behind her tape gag.   "What the fuck kind of an answer is that you lying little fuck slut."  I lifted up on the middle of the chain that connected the two clamps,  pulling her tits up into two extreme cone shapes.  These clamps would never come off unless I took them off.  I brought the leather strap sharply into the underside of her stretched out tits.    She bucked and screamed from deep in her throat.  She lay back then went limp, surrendering herself.  

    I ran the palm of my hand up and down the length of her pussy.  It was sore and swollen,  ready for my cock.  I climbed between her legs and knelt as close as I could to the gaping pink slit spread wide before me.   I noticed a bead of sweat had formed down the middle of her naked body as  I guided my throbbing cock head into her then shoved the rigid shaft between the sore lips of her pussy.   Just as I jammed my cock all the way in I yanked up on the chain that held her tits.   I heard a gasp of air and then a shudder, her cunt convulsed on my cock as I fucked  her,  pulling up on her tits as I did.   I held off cumming as long as I could until at last my balls exploded and sent a blast of semen out the tip of my shaft.  She lay limp even as I pumped her cunt full of cum.   I looked down at the heavy red welts covering her mound and spurted deep into her cunt.   I pulled my cock out of her slowly, a trickle of cum leaked out of her slit toward her asshole.  The entire length of my cock was slick with cum,  I pushed the head of my throbbing cock against the tight brown hole and slid it into her ass.   My cock was still so hard and slid with little effort into her ass.  Cum leaked out of her pussy and trickled down onto her ass hole, giving me even more of an excuse to slide it in with one long push.  The little cunt's entire body bounced up and down helplessly on my cock.  Her ass gripped me hard enough to make me want to cum again.  I fucked her as hard as I could knowing I was a long way from cumming again but it was there, all I had to do was just keep fucking her ass.  When I looked up at her tits I saw a tiny stream of blood trickling from each nipple.  I leaned over and cupped her tits even with the chain still attached and let my cock swell inside the tight hole.  I came again so hard my balls were tight against her ass.  

    I pulled my cock out of her ass and slapped her cunt with my hand.  "I trusted you in my house you little whore".  I knew she could hear me but she didnt respond.   It was time to get another beer anyway.  I took the handcuffs off, then the spreader bar.  She was sore and tired.  She just lay there like a rag doll awaiting her next punishment.  I went out into the shop to get another beer out of the fridge and contemplated my next move.

                                                           katie's punishment

                                                                   part 3

    I finished up some work I had to do in the shop then went and laid down for a few hours.  Still, I couldnt get my mind off the naked cunt in the back room.  I'd left  her laying on a single bed stretched out with her wrists roped together to the metal bed frame.  She wasnt going anywhere.  I dont know what time it was when I woke up only it was dark and quiet and I had a raging hardon.   I was sure I wasnt going to get much sleep until I could at least peek in on her.   As I walked out into the shop it seems all my dark fantasies finally surfaced.  The dim high overhead lamp, dead quiet......perhaps too quiet. Tools and equipment at my disposal and even a cherry picker.  The big one that I used to pull boat motors out of their hull.   My mind was conjuring up all kinds of things to do to that little fucking slut.  Not to mention still being pissed at her.  What the fuck did I want her to do about it.  I'll show her what I want her to do about it.   She gets to be my little fuck toy.     I opened the door to the back room and found it dark and quiet except for a little whimper coming from my delectable captive.

     I flipped the light switch on and just stood staring.  Just when I didnt think my cock could get any harder I felt it pulse up and down at the sight of her.  She looked like a rag doll with her  wild brunette hair tossed about.  But I couldnt take my eyes off her tits.  The entire tip of both tits were bruised,  the purple nub surrounded by teeth marks from the metal clamps.  A tiny trickle of blood had seeped from a couple of wounds.    I couldnt help but notice the shameful look on her face as the light exposed her naked body, now scarred...... and me looking down at her with eagerness.  She squealed and squirmed, but there was no hiding her tortured tits.   Heavy red welts marred both of them, her nipples sore and tender.  She looked at me as I stroked my rigid shaft right in front of her, knowing I was not about to let her go.   She held her knees together as if trying to hide something.  But there was no hiding  the heavy red welts on her bare cunt mound left behind by the leather strap.  I slapped both of her nipples several times as hard as I could with my hand, ignoring her weak protests.  Then I cupped her tits and pinched her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, twisting them both,  loving how they felt between my fingers while they slipped out of my grasp.  They felt warm and swollen.   If she didnt hate me by now she was sure gonna hate me for what I was going to do to her.   I slid my hand across her taught stomach.  She mumbled something about me being an asshole and I slapped her mound.  She writhed around on the bed, stretched out helplessly.  " You're nothing but a lying, stealing whore."  I said.  "Where's my gun?"   She squirmed nervously.  "I dont know where your fucking gun is."  She spat back.  "Thaats what I thought."   Too bad for her now I didnt give a shit.    I didnt even want her talking, all I wanted was to torture her in ways that she would never have thought a man could do to a woman.   I slapped her tits a couple more times then walked out into the shop.

    Knowing that no one would find her here made the idea of torturing her even more exciting.   I stroked my cock a few times just to stir the blood.  In the silence of the shop I could hear my heart pounding.   I lit a cigar then went over to the bench on the back wall.  The entire back corner was bathed by a single bank of tungsten lights.  There was a wooden dowel I picked up and looked it over grinning at the  idea of  wanting to watch her drool and bite into the wooden bit as I whipped her cunt.  The dowel was perhaps 8 inches long by 1 inch diameter, just enough I thought to give her something to bite into. I quickly drilled a hole through each end and fitted a pair of s-clips with a rubber bungee cord attached to keep things tight.  I glanced around a bit, taking a tug off my cigar.  My glance came to stop when I saw the hooks hanging inside the lid of my toolbox.   There was no turning back.  I had slipped into a dark crevass guided now by my own sadistic fantasies.   Fishhooks,  bigger than average, with a single razor sharp barb at one end and a hole at the other.   I held one up and looked at it closely, deciding to attach the two hooks together with a small gauge insulated electrical cable.  

    I went back into the room and gazed upon her with eagerness putting the hooks on the shelf above her head for the moment.    She squirmed around a bit,  her wrists tethered to the steel frame of the futon,  tits swaying back and forth.  I reached under her thigh and rolled her over onto her stomach.  She had such a nice tight ass.  I slapped it several times with my hand before reaching for the leather strap once again.  Her ass puckered each time the leather strap stung her cheeks, showing me the tight dimples.   I wanted to fuck her so hard in the ass.  I spanked her several more times until her ass was glowing,  then reached up to untie the rope that held her wrists to the steel frame and pulled both of her arms way back behind her.  I strapped a short wooden bar to her elbows, pulled behind her back.  I wanted her tits to stand out nice and proud.   Then I grabbed a handful of hair wrapping a ponytail around my fist and yanked her head back.    She was weak and tired but I wasnt done with her yet.   I wedged the wooden dowel into her mouth and strapped the rubber cord around the back of her head to hold it in place.

There was little fight in her when I pulled her up by her elbows.  Her tits swelled way out displaying her tortured nipples.  She wasnt so proud of em now.  I grabbed the fish hooks off the shelf and straddled her from behind.   My stiff shaft pressed against the small of her back as I reached around to cup her full tits.  I pinched her sore nipples between my fingers holding them tight while I pressed the fishooks into the tender nub.  She gave such a hot squeal when I did the first one I couldnt wait to do the other one.  Once both of her nipples were well secured with the fish hooks embedded , I stood in front her taking a long puff off my cigar and smiled at her, my cock stood straight up at the sight of the fish hooks dangling from her nipples connected together by a chain.  It seemed so fitting.  She refused to meet my gaze, all I could hear was a whimper.  I just stood looking at her, my shaft stood straight out bobbing up and down with each pulse of blood that coursed through it. 

    Finally,  I reached out and grabbed the chain, at first just sort of dangling it loving the way her tits bounced up and down and then stretching upwards as I pulled up on the chain,  lifting katie to her toes.  She rose in a squeal of protest, knowing if she didnt that her nipples would tear off.    "Are you sure you dont know where my gun is cunt?"   She whimpered something and I thought I heard her say fuck you.  No matter, I still wasnt done with her.  All she could do was follow me,  I still had her wrists roped together just because I like the way her tits jutted out so proudly,  especially love the way the platform heels made her legs look longer.  Pulling her around the shop by her tits exhausted her,  I could tell she was about to pass out.  I stopped in the middle of the two big A frames connected together across the top with a steel beam.   I left her standing just long enough to get my 4 ft spreader bar into place, roping her ankles to each end of the spreader bar, leaving her punished pussy wide open.     I lowered the chain and hook down from the center of the A frame so that I could connect into the spreader bar with the hook.  I pushed the button on the control box to raise the hook, holding her head in my other hand until her mouth was right at cock level.  She would be hanging upside down impaled on my shaft.   I fucked my cock up into her throat even as I slapped her pussy with my hand.  She did have the hottest pussy lips I've ever seen, thick and meaty, I could feel them slap into my hand.  Reluctantly I pulled my cock out of her so I could get my strap.   I think maybe it was about time for a good old fashioned cunt whipping.

    With her cunt so shamelessly displayed it would be a shame not to take full advantage of it.  I could do anything I wanted to do to her.  I ran the palm of my hand up and down her bruised slit, pulled my hand back and then snapped the 18 inch leather strap down as hard as I could onto her pussy.  Her pussy was so sore already but with each slap of the strap my cock pulsed eagerly,  each slap of her cunt caused her to buck instinctively even though her body was mostly limp, hanging like a rage doll upside down by a spreader bar,  I could see her meaty pussy lips swell out even further, darkening in protest.   Then I could hardly believe my eyes as I gazed at the stem of her clit peeking proudly out from between her bruised lips.  I took a long pull off my cigar and then took a picture with my android of her gaping pussy, legs spread wide as she hung upside down.  Even through the thin cigar smoke,  the smell of lust was all too noticible.

    There was a client that I had done some work on his boat several times from Nicaragua,  I knew he was into some shit so I text him to see if he might be interested in putting in a bid or at least making me an offer on a slave.  I laid my cigar down down onto her slit lengthwise while I text him then walked around her taking several more pics.  I set my android back down, picked up my cigar and cupped her pussy in my hand.  Her swollen pussy lips felt so hot in the palm of my hand.  I  began to whip her bare cunt with the leather strap mercilessly, her entire body jerking.  Her huge clit stood out from between the engorged purple pussy lips.   When I cupped her pussy again I could feel the hard nub of her clit poking into the palm of my hand, throbbing, begging for attention.  It was the biggest clit I had ever seen.  I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger, then slapped it several times with my hand.    It even seemed to stiffen as I pinched it,  like I triggered a pulse in my cock.   I kept pinching and slapping her clit until it was deep purple, her cunt lips splayed open, glistening in the dim light of the shop.   My mind had completely gone off the deep end.  The more I thought about it the more I wanted to torture this cunt.  At this point I didnt care what became of her.  Maybe I would auction her off for some cash, should be worth something even in her present condition.   I kinda hated to see her go but then I thought she might also suffer a bit of humiliation ...... a humiliation that could very well last the rest of her life.  Fucking cunt.  I slapped her again then took some more pictures of her from all angles, close ups and full body.   At least I would have something to remember her by.  My cock bounced up and down as I went to the tool box to get the other fishhook.   When I turned back around and saw her hanging by her feet, upside down my cock throbbed at the sight.   The thick lips of her labia spread so helplessly apart.  Such a punishable pussy.  I held her clit between my fingers while I firmly jabbed the sharp, barbed end of the fishook into her clit.  Just when I didnt think she had anything left she jerked hysterically and let out a long gasp of air,  then went completely limp.  With the fucking cunt now completely motionless, I ran the fishook all the way through, so as I lift on the end of the fish hook I can tug her clit as well.  With such body jewelry she will know what her purpose is for. 

    I took a long pull off my cigar and smiled at the sight.  I took several more shots of her hanging upside down,  the light in the shop was just in the right place to show off her new piercing.   The glint of a curved metal barb pierced clear through the stem of her clit made for such a hot nasty shot.

   It was maybe 30 minutes when I got a text back saying he definitely was interested, send pics and all specs.   I stroked my cock, keeping it hard, eager while I walked around her snapping pics.  With her head hanging at cock level I could just pop my shaft right into her mouth and go all the way up her neck.  I took several more pics, standing over her looking straight at her gaping pussy.  I could see the swelling now around the new wound, puffing her clit out even more.  I almost came in her throat and it took all my strength to pull out of her and walk over to my tool box.  Thick streams of saliva mixed with precum ran down the length of my cock and dripped from my balls.   I grabbed the little battery charger out of the bottom drawer and set it on top.  Through the thick cigar smoke I plugged it in and turned it on.  The buzz sounded loud in the quiet shop.  I let it run for a minute while I text pics and info to my client.  By the time I got done I knew there was no way he could refuse, perhaps a sizable amount of reward was in this.   I mean besides everything I had already done to her.   I told him that she was already broken and that he could do anything he wanted to do to her, no limits.  I sent him several pics to prove it.   I set the phone down, took a long drag off my cigar and picked up the two ends of the wires, one was red one was black.  I walked back over and stood in front of her, my cock inches from her face.  I clipped the black metal alligator clamp onto the chain that connected her sore tits.  My cock slid easily into her mouth as I began to fuck her.  Slowly I clipped the other clip onto the metal fishook that pierced her clit.  As soon as it made contact her body shuddered and began to sweat as  110 volts of electricity surged through her cunt.  That sent a shudder that I could feel all the way down to my cock.  There was no holding back,  the tip of my cock exploded and I pumped every last drop of cum I had in my balls deep into the back of her throat, even as she hung motionless, my cum seeping from the corners of he mouth.  I let the electricity surge through her clit until I could not spurt anymore, reluctantly I pulled the clip off the fishook,, my cock still wedged deep in her throat. 

    As I leaned over to throw the clamp onto the bench, I noticed the beads of sweat dripping off her tits,  the electricity had also been surging through her nipples.   She had turned into a fucking rag doll.  Long streams of cum trailed out of her mouth.  Very slowly and carefully I withdrew from her mouth taking a deep breath as I did also taking in the heavy smell of lust.  Definitely one fuckable cunt.  With my cock clear of her mouth all of the cum that I had pumped into her throat came seeping back out.  I quickly reached for the camera and took several shots.  The way her mouth just sorta hung open like a gaping hole with semen leaking out of it.  I think the price just went up.  Pretty soon the entire front of her face dripped with cum.  I took a few more shots, then a few more drags off my cigar as I stepped back and just stared at her.  I sent a few more pics to my client with a note that said she was a horny cum slut who loves being tortured.  After a few minutes I sent him a couple more pics with another note saying that he could do anything he wanted to do to her.  No limits.

    I let katie down to the floor, still bound with spreader bar and handcuffs only laying on the cold concrete floor.  Fucken little cunt.  She didnt look like she was much alive, her wrists purple, tits tortured and scarred with heavy red welts ....and the thick swollen lips of her pussy, her clit peeking out now like a proud ornament. 

    Finally after several minutes a text came back from my client saying he would be in town in a few days and would love to come by and make me an offer.   I took a pull off the cigar and smiled, thinking about how much fun I could have with her in the meantime.  My cock hung loose, coated with cum as I walked out to the patio cigar in hand and contemplated what a dirty torture slut might bring at auction.  Well.....hopefully she would still be alive by then.....