Annette gathered all her strength and forced her body to pull off the slave's cock. Within seconds the itching feeling in her ass began again. Quickly she reached around and put 4 fingers up her ass and moved them around to scratch the itch inside. The itch went away, but returned almost immediately after she removed her fingers. The itch was unbearable and she quickly put her fingers back in her ass and began pumping them in and out.
The itch continued to grow further up inside her ass as she stood looking down at the slave's now placid cock. "Where is the tube of lubricant?" she screamed. The slave pointed to the right at the crushed lump of plastic with the long nozzle.
Annette reached down to lifted the tube. She removed her fingers from her ass, to straighten the tube in order to read it. The itching returned and Annette wiggled and rubbed her ass cheeks together in order to scratch the itch inside her. She pulled at the end of the deflated tube and read the name on the side. "Spanish Fly Oil!" Annette screamed. "You stupid fucking slave! Didn't you read the tube!"
The itching in her ass was irresistible now. Annette ran to the back of the van and rummaged through the bags, looking for a dildo that she hoped was packed. She found it, and pulled it out. She stepped into the harness and pulled it up her thighs guiding the shaft into her still stretched opening. Tugging upward on the waist belt the dildo slowly slid up into the itching confines of her bowels. Holding the harness in place with one hand Annette reached back with the other and turned the machine on.
The cock in her ass sprang to life, moving around in a circle and up and down in her ass at the same time. Relief flooded her entire body and she started to relax, now that the itching was being relieved. She buckled the waist belt to keep the dildo up inside her realizing the harness was designed to keep the dildo in a woman's cunt and did not fit correctly on her. It pulled the bottom of the dildo forward so that its motion was mostly directed against the back of her bowels. She wondered how long it would be until it rubbed her raw. At least for now the itching was gone.
Annette was in a furious rage. She was humiliated, having to wear the strap-on dildo but that was only part of it. The first cock she had found, that fit inside her ring, had left her aching unsatisfied and in an extremely revengeful mood. She stood at the back of the van thinking of how she had started the evening in such a playful mood, and now, the rest of the evening would be anything but that.
Annette walked slowly around the van as the harness rubbed against her inside thighs. She found herself stepping in time with the movements of the dildo inside her. Step, circle, step, circle until she reached the spot where Mike was still being held down on the barn floor. She walked up between his legs, picked up her right foot and kicked him hard between his legs with all the rage and strength she had.
Mike screamed as his balls were crushed by Annette's kick to his spread and unprotected groin. He tried to double up into a tight ball but was held stretched out on his back by the two male slaves.
Annette knelt to look at the thin cock that was now growing stiff from the pain. Mike's body was jerking so much that Annette had trouble keeping her had on his shaft. "You will stop moving while I am examining you," Annette shouted over Mike's screams of pain. "Or I will give you more of the same."
Mike never heard the order given to the slave to hold his feet up in the air. Through tightly closed eyes, Mike felt the slave holding his ankles, tuck each ankle under his arm and then stand. Mike couldn't think straight and was still reeling from the first blow to his balls. He knew that he was lying on his back, his legs were straight up in the air and his shoulders were being held down.
Annette walked behind the slave that was holding Mike's legs up in the air and said, "Spread your legs wide apart and hold his legs tight."
Mike never could have imagined how vulnerable his balls were in this position. Mike opened his eyes to see Annette's laced shoe poised 12-inches above his open groin. He watched, what seemed to happen in slow motion, the black leather shoe descended between his legs and stomp on his swollen cock and balls.
Mike was positive that he could feel his crushed balls being ground by Annette's shoe as it twisted back and forth in his crotch. He trying desperately to pull his arms free from the slave to protect his groin but the slave was still kneeling over his shoulders. He jerked at his legs but that only lifted his groin off the ground and put additional pressure against Annette's still grinding foot.
Mike's screaming stopped suddenly and Annette scraped her foot off Mike's balls and onto the barn floor. "He's lucky he past out," Annette spoke to none special. "I hadn't even started to show my appreciation for the fuck, I almost got."
Turning to one of the slaves Annette commanded, "Get the genital vices from the van. Put them on his balls and cock and turn them to level three. That'll take him to a new level of pain, if and when he ever wakes up." As the slave dropped Mike's limp legs to the ground, Annette stepped between them and gave his balls one more hard kick. Mike groaned and rolled on his side, still unconscious from Annette's third kick.
Annette looked over to where Joe and his niece Cathy were still strapped to the table. Joe had raised himself up off his niece and was continuing to pound himself and the dildo into both of Cathy's holes. Cathy wasn't moaning with pleasure as she had before, but instead grunted with each of her uncles lunges.
Joe was more than tired but the drug in his bloodstream continued to drive him on. Annette bent down and looked at Cathy's swollen pussy lips. They looked red and raw from the continual abuse of the long fat dildo into her cunt. Joe's cock never shrank and never stopped moving in and out of her ass. For the last hour Cathy's holes had been plunged without stop.
It wouldn't be long until Cathy was in pain instead of pleasure. Annette knew that the drug she had injected into Joe would keep him going for hours. Even in his sleep his body would unconsciously hump, seeking gratification even if it was only humping air.
Annette walked over to Cathy and Uncle Joe. She reached down between Joe's legs and lifted the two balls that hung from the thick long dildo by the clear tubes. She squeezed them both and then let go. Slowly the two balls re-inflated. She squeezed them again and then a third time. Joe's pumping had slowed, and he had to lean with all his weight to force the dildo into the cunt of his niece.
Cathy felt the dildo in her cunt grow in thickness. She felt it expand her cunt opening to a painful width. Then she felt the dildo's thickness expand again. As she tried to get use to the massive with ripping at her cunt opening, it expanded a third time. Cathy's cunt was so full that it squeezed hard her uncles cock in her ass and stretched her tummy outward. Both her ass and cunt were now packed to the limit. Her over-stretched cunt hole burned as though it was on fire. She screamed from the pain but her uncle continued to force himself into her tired and tortured body.
Joe couldn't believe how tight his nice's ass had become. The dildo in her cunt pressed against her bowels from inside and squashed his hard cock flat inside Cathy's bowels. The pain it caused his squashed cock each time it dove into the tight confines was almost unbearable, but he seemed unable to stop. He felt Cathy's body jerk and pull away from him but instead he grabbed her hips and plunged his thick cock to the hilt inside the girl's tight ass. With slow forceful strokes, he continued to fuck his nieces ass and cunt to relieve his drug enraged desires.
Annette watched the inflated cock move begrudgingly in and out of the teenager's cunt. With each plunge into the tight hole the cock took the girl's entire inner labia skin with it. Annette knew it wouldn't take long for the girl's cunt entrance to loosen and stretch, but that could be fixed by pumping the cock some more. The skin around Cathy's cunt was already crimson red, created by the friction against the tender skin. Joe would keep up his relentless banging till the drug wore off. "Then," Annette thought, "When her cunt is so raw she can't fuck any more, I'll give her a needle full of the drug. Raw or not, her loins will demand that she fuck whatever she can get her hands on, and of course I will chose, what items go into those hands."
Turning away Annette walked over to where Martha was writhing on the ground with her granddaughter's foot wedged inside her cunt. Her granddaughter, Anna, was still rubbing her clit while moving her foot around the inside of her womb.
Martha was moaning as she wiggled her bound body on the barn floor. Annette pushed Anna back so that she could see Martha's progress. "Look at that sloppy slut cunt," Annette said. "How would you like to be fucked? I mean really fucked! Harder than you've ever been fucked before!"
"Mmmgggffff," Martha screamed through the funnel still taped to her mouth and face.
"I'll take that as a yes!" Annette said. "Lets just see if your cunt's ready."
Annette took hold of Anna's leg and jerked it out of Martha's dripping snatch. Martha screamed through the funnel opening as her body twisted back and forth from the pain of the sudden removal. Martha couldn't tell if the skin around her cunt hole had ripped of not, but it burned so badly she thought it must be on fire. She the tip of her granddaughter's foot poke back inside her gaping cunt, and then instantly she felt the curled toes punch the upper wall of her womb. The force had knocked the breath out of Martha for a moment. She gasped for air through the funnels small opening.
Again the foot was ripped from her cunt and again it punched its way back into the battered confines of her gaping wet hole. Over and over Anna's foot was jerked out and then rammed back into her cunt in rapid secession. Martha lost all track of time. Her mind concentrated on the pain between her legs and of the thought of what her pussy must look like after all this abuse.
After what seemed like hours of torture to her cunt, Martha cold tell that the pain was abating. It was no longer getting any worse and, as what came as a shock to her, it was starting to feel better. She relaxed slightly, ready to tighten her entire body again if the pain returned. But with each additional plunge of her granddaughter's foot. The pleasure rose and the pain disappointed. Martha noticed now that her hips were rocking up off the barn floor each time the foot punched its way inside her. Her fists started to open slightly and she wished that they were free to reach her clit.
As the pleasure continued to build, Martha wondered why she had never played with her clit before. She knew that it was a source of great pleasure, but for some reason, even in the shower, she refused to allow herself that pleasure. She knew that would change from now on.
Now Martha thought about what Master Annette had said about being fucked by a real cock. She wander if it would be the long thick cock of the black slave she had wished was inside her mouth before. She already had his sperm inside her. Somehow, just the thought of the black slave's sperm swimming inside her body jump and spasm.
"My God!" Martha thought. "I can't believe that I'm going to cum from being foot fucked! How can this happen to me?"
As Martha rolled her hips in time with Anna's plunges into her cunt, the feeling grew within her battered womb. She tried to keep her moans silent but she heard them as they escaped through the fulled. The cries and moans of pleasure embarrassed Martha at first, but as she grew closer to orgasm they excited her further.
As her screams increased in magnitude, so did her excitement. She still couldn't believe that the sounds she heard were coming from her. The funnel was acting like a megaphone now and broadcasting her mounting orgasm to everyone on the barn. Her breathing shortened and her head involuntarily lifted as every muscle tightened in her body in preparation for the largest orgasm of her life.
Without Martha knowing it, Annette had switched from Anna's foot to her own fist and was now ramming it in and out of Martha's cunt. As Martha's body tightened in prelude to orgasm, Annette jerked her fist and arm out of Martha's gushing cunt stopping the pleasure that was driving Martha towards her final orgasm.
Martha screamed in disbelief as her cunt gaped open and empty. She jerked her hips trying to find the pleasure she was now forbidden her. As her muscles relaxed and the exquisite throbs within her groin died she wept in disappointment. She recall the fucking of both her holes that Annette had mentioned. She opened her eyes to see if the large cocked slave was near.
The funnel was removed from her head along with only part of the tape. She watched as the two slaves released her arms and ankles from the stakes. As she sat up she noticed how wet the barn floor was under her ass cheeks. She knew that the large puddle was from her. It always happened when she got excited. It was a source of embarrassment to her. Helping her to stand the two slaves half walked and half turned her around to see the large wooden device that had been brought in behind her.
Martha stared at the device that resembled a very crude adult size rocking horse, complete with saddle, stirrups and even a tail. In front of the saddles horn where the head of the horse should have been, a large steel pipe with thick red padding stuck straight up. The padding was wrapped around several times to and taped with tape encircled the padding to keep the 12-inch diameter padding from coming off. Sticking out 6-inches to the left and right of the padding, were two handles with bicycle grips on each end. Pipes and rods could be seen running out of the horses belly to the ground, obviously designed to move the cocks up and down as the horse rocked back and forth.
Martha's arms were placed on the saddle and her left foot was placed in the stirrup. She stood on the left side of the horse holding on to the saddle with her left foot in the stirrup ready to mount, and stared at the two dildos sticking up from the center of the saddle.
From behind her one of the slaves placed his hands on her naked ass and hoisted her up so that she was standing in the stirrup. Years of habit from mounting a horse caused Martha to swing her right leg over the saddle. Without even thinking about what she was doing, Martha plopped herself down on the two cocks that stuck up from the saddle slightly over an inch and a half.
Martha screamed and gasped for air as, the shock of both holes being invaded at the same time, caused flashes of pain, and shivers of excitement to race through her entire body.
As she struggled to stand she found that the stirrups and found that even standing on her toes did not raise her off the top of the saddle more than an half an inch. A slave on each side of the horse grabbed a stirrup and tied each of her feet and ankles in place so that she could not dismount.
The two slaves appeared in front of her at each side of the rocking horse. One of the slaves held a black leather corset with two holes in the front. The corset was adjusted and belted to her torso, allowing her breasts to flop through the holes in the front. The corset was pulled tight and tied behind her back. Martha's back was now supported and held in an upright position, with her heavy breasts forced out and forward, nipples pointed down at the ends. Each of her hands were gripping the handles in front of her on each side of the padding as leather cuffs were wrapped around each wrist and connected together with a chain around the far side of the padded bar.
Annette appeared with a bottle of liquid and proceeded to cover the saddle with liberal amounts of the sweet smelling liquid. Martha felt the cool liquid spread between her body and the leather saddle quickly. The liquid was very slippery and with each movement of her skin against the saddle she noticed the slippery substance becoming warmer.
One of the slaves was placing a collar around Martha's neck and buckling it in place. She felt someone clip a length of small chain onto the back of the collar and then felt he neck being pulled back until her arms were stretched straight out so that only her hands could grab the padding in front of her. The end of the neck chain was attached to the back of the horse locking her in this vulnerable position. She was now held in a upright position on the horse with her arms straight out in front of her and her head pulled back, forcing her to sit straight upright on the horse.
The saddle had become very slippery and she found that her thighs and ass cheeks were spreading, forcing her body further down onto the two cock inside her. The slippery saddle made it hard to stay upright. Martha found she had to claw at the padding in front of her to keep from slipping to the side. "Please don't let me slip," Martha thought. "My God, how am I going to stay on this without sliding off the side?"
Her question was answered when Annette showed up with her bag and withdrew a small stainless steel "U" shaped clamp. At the open ends of the "U" shape were two threaded holes. Annette reached into her bag again and withdrew a small stainless steel rod. The rod was needle sharp at one end and had a thumb screw at the other. Martha watched as Annette inserted the pointed end into the hole in one end of the "U" shape and screwed it through till it poked out the other hole.
Martha sat in shock as she watched Annette check the fit of the needle pointed bar with the "U" shaped ring. Martha knew she had seen the ring before and she suddenly realized that it was the same, only slightly bigger, than the one piercing Janet's tongue as it stuck through the ball in her mouth.
As she watched Annette unscrewing the needle from the silver ring, she was taken by surprise when one of the slaves placed a ball gage in her open mouth and strapped it in back of her head. Unable to move her head away from the slave she screamed through the plastic ball and squeezed her eyes shut.
"I install this type of ring in all my female slaves," Annette said, speaking to Martha. "I find that they become very cooperative once it is installed in their nose. Just the thought of it being pulled on seems to automatically make them obey my commands without question. A few slaves," Annette continued. "Have the ring installed in their tongues, like your sister-in-law there," Annette said motioning in Slave Janet's direction. "But you will be the first to have the ring of obedience install through your clit!"
Martha screamed as Annette raised the ring and placed it next to her clit. The round threaded needle was already threaded through one side of the "U" shape leaving a gap of 1/8-inch between the point and the other end of the ring. Martha tried to struggle, tried to scoot herself away from the ring in Annette's hand but her lower body was impaled on the two dildos and her neck was held from moving by the collar and chains.
She felt Annette pinch her clit together and pull it away from her body. She felt the point of the needle as it scraped against the right side of her clit as Annette pushed it in place. Then came the sharpest pain Martha had ever felt. She screamed with every once of strength remaining in her body. Her entire form became one large tight muscle and her teeth ground on the plastic ball in her mouth. Then it was over.
Martha thought she must be in shock. The pain just stopped and only a throbbing remained. She could tell that Annette had taken her hands away. She could not see her crotch with her neck held tight. She was breathing slowly, now that the immense pain had stopped.
Annette returned and stood in front of the horse. "I'm sorry Slave Martha," Annette spoke. "Your clit is so big and hard that it hurt my fingers turning the thumb screw."
Martha felt twinge of happiness that she had caused Annette even the slightest pain.
"So I had to stop and rest for a minute," Annette continued. "It feels better now so let's see if we can finish installing your obedience ring, ready?"
Martha eyes grew wide as she watched Annette approach her engorged and tender clit again. The pain instantly began ripping through her as it seemed to attack every nerve in her body all at once.
Annette took her time turning the thumb screw and stopped only when the needle reached the last thread and could go no further. Martha was sobbing in great bursts as saliva dripped from the corners of her gaged mouth onto her chest.
Annette produced a thin wire cable with alligator clips at each end. Reaching up she clipped one of the alligator clips to Martha's left nipple. Martha screamed through her gag as the pain hit shot through her body.
As Martha continued to scream and sob at the unexpected torture, Annette looped cable through Martha's clit ring, wrapped it around the saddle horn and back through the clit ring. Walking to the other side of the horse Annette reached up grabbed Martha's right breast. Squeezing it with one hand Annette pulled it downward and she pulled the alligator clip upward to meet the hard extended nipple of Martha's right breast.
Annette pulled and tugged until Martha's nipples until she could at last snap the alligator clip around the last nipple. Martha's breasts were now pulled tightly downward by the cable that passed through the clit ring and around the saddle horn.
"That should keep you in the saddle," Annette said as she slapped Martha's extremely elongated and lengthen breasts. Martha screamed with each slap as the movement of her breasts pulled at her painful nipples and clit.
Annette walked away. She wanted to give Martha time for to enjoy this insignificant pain before the horse fucked her defenseless body, with the brutal force only a machine could achieve.