Slaves In The Cellar - Twice by Sylvester Horne

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Slaves In The Cellar - Twice

(Sylvester Horne)


Taking hold of the cattle-prod, he turned to face his victim. Holding it at arm's length, placing the tip against the steel ring hanging from her left nipple, he pressed the trigger. "Beeezz!" it went.

"Yow!" the slut yelped.

"Beeezz!" He shot a jolt of electricity into her right nipple.

"Yow! Please!"

Touching the ring in her nose, he squeezed again. "Beeezz!"

"God help me!" she shouted, her head shooting backwards.

Placing the tip against her clit-ring, he pulled the trigger. "Beeezz!"

Both of her legs jerked upwards, she almost doubling in two. "Yeowwe! Please!"

"You see, Slut, what happens to those that defy me. And do remember, I've only just started. You had better learn that I'm your master, you my slave. You'd better show me proper respect at all times and rush to obey my every command. Now, let's get started properly." He moved his hand away from his penis. If he kept on touching himself he simply knew he would ejaculate and he did not want sexual fulfilment until later. "Beeezz!" he put another burst into her clit.

"Yeowwe! Jesus, p-please!" Her legs jerked upwards again, her arms strained against their restraining chains.

"Beeezz! - Beeezz! - Beeezz! - Beeezz! - Beeezz! - Beeezz!" He smirked contentedly as he put six shots to various parts of her labia.

"Yeowwe! - Yeowwe! - Yeowwe! - Yeowwe!" - Yeowwe!" - Yeowwe!" she howled, her body twitching and contorting after every burst of electricity. He put four jolts to her navel, six to each breast and two to her nose. The sight of her sweat-covered body dancing around fuelled his lustful inferno, his cock simply feeling ready to burst out of its skin, like a magnificent butterfly from a chrysalis.

"P-P-P-P-Please ... Master," she whimpered, he sniggering with delight when he saw urine dribbling out of her clearly visible urethra.

Moving the tip of the prod down over her body, he stopped when it was nestling against her clitoris, firing six shocks into the little nub itself.

"Yeeeooowwweee!" she screeched, her whole body seeming to tremor and shake.

Without further warning, she discharged a torrent of piss, it splattering against his chest. Far from being disgusted, the feel of warm pee trickling down his body excited him, he reckoning it brought his cock to the verge of exploding. "You dirty slut, I'll make you lick that lot off the floor when I've finished chastising you."

"P-P-Please, Master, please. I'm your slave, your slave. Please, no more!"

"You are indeed my slave, Slut, you exist for my pleasure. It's for me however to decide when you've had enough punishment," he said, using an oily tone. "So, if it pleases me to keep inflicting pain - I FUCKING WELL WILL!"