Anna found herself alone in one of our most well equipped rooms as she waited for her customer to arrive. She was stretched out by a rope which was tied to her thumbs, pulling her to her toes. Her legs were being kept open by a two chains which were connected to a pair of wooden pillars either side of her. Makeup had been expertly applied to make her icey eyes stand out and the red lipstick made her mouth look welcoming. Her silky brown hair was styled out of her face so every nothing was hidden and scented oils had been rubbed over her curvy body to make her as appealing a victim as possible. I watched from a monitor in my office as cameras recorded the fear on her face as she examined the various “toys” that were supplied for the customer to use on her. She stared long and hard at the wall of whips and canes that was directly in her view. Anna was able to recognise several of them as the same type of cruel instruments of pain that I had used on my personal whore Natasha just moments ago in front of her. The slut was in my office with me, struggling to relief her bladder whilst I watched in delight at her suffering. She was still had just stopped shaking in agony from her torture session but the cane strokes she had taken on her cunt made fucking and pissing extremely painful for her. Having to lift her leg up whilst on her hands and knees also made it difficult as did having to aim at a silver dog bowl with her name written on it in marker. I always made her lap up her piss afterwards so I could see the humiliation etched onto her face. She put her leg back down to gather her strength before lifting it again for another attempt as she was desperate to go. I called her over and told her to hold it while I enjoyed another turn using her mouth.
I turned my attention back to Anna and saw her panic as the door in her room slowly opened and her master for the night entered. He was a long time customer who often came to my deserted island brothel for some entertainment. One of the more…um…creative ones. I regarded him as among the most sadistic of the sadist that I rented out my girls to. Most of the customers enjoyed hurting the girls but they did so to assert their dominance over them and force submission. This man on the other hand just got off thier pain and would cause as much as he could. Accidental premature expiries of my products was quite common with him but he was rich enough to pay the fine that came with going to far on a girl who was still capable of bringing in profits or having another use like serving as an urinal or decoration. He walked up to Anna wearing a gimp mask to hide his identity and circled around his plaything. He then went back outside and confirmed to one of my staff that she would do and payed for the night. He came back with a suitcase and set it on top of a table. Anna stared daggers at him as he moved towards her. She didn’t try to hide her disgust which was evident on her face. I kind of wanted her to open her bitch mouth and yell an insult at him to really piss him off. Instead what she did was even better. As soon as he got close enough to her, Anna spat out right at his mask covered face. He stood there for a moment and looked at her prideful and defiant face which was held up high. Now that was a mistake. He smiled at her realising just how much he was going to enjoy hurting this bitch. Normally he would start of with one the tools that was supplied to him but he decided to skip the foreplay and went straight to his suitcase. There he put on a pair of thick rubber gloves and then took out a car battery. He then produced some jumper cables and once again approached Anna. This time she wasn’t so defiant and her throat was too dry for her to spit at him.
“No what are you doing. Please don’t do that. NO!”
She tried to fight against her bounds but to no avail as he clamped the cables down on the tender flesh of breasts. Eash one was attached on her nipples and proceeded to slip down a bit before they gained enough of a grip to stray attached. Anna let out screams as each bit down on her and nearly hyperventilated herself. He then the ends and lightly tapped them on the battery producing a small spark as a current of electricity shocked Anna’s tits. She convulsed wildly as he did so again and again. Each time felt worse than the last until she lost consciousness.
When she woke, Anna was could feel sharp pains all over her body, especially at her lower legs which she was kneeling on. Her tongue was stretched out of her mouth and she couldn’t move. She soon realised that the cable had been clamped onto her tongue and then looked on in horror as barbed wire was being used to bind her kneeling forward with her ass exposed. Even the smallest movement caused the metal barbs to dig deeper into her skin and small jagged rocks had been spend under her shins. Her tormentor was in front of her and was waiting for her to wake. He showed her a thick and massive rubber dildo with a square of crudley cut rubber around the base. The shift of the object was covered in small spikes and appeared home made. He let her stare at his creation while he fetched the other jumper cable and reached for Anna’s clit. She tried to move away but the barbed wire prevented her. It bit down and caused her more pain than she thought she could survive. She couldn’t even beg him for mercy as the other cable weighed her tongue down. He then attached it to the battery and watched. The battery had been slightly lowered in voltage so she wouldn’t faint again as he wanted her to feel what he had planned for her. He made sure Anna was playing attention to the rubber toy as her took a can of pepper spray and fired onto the length. He then carefully picked it up and placed his cock into it from the back like condom. He then went behind Anna and speard her ass cheeks before forcing the 15 inces long and 3 inches wide toy into her asshole. The thick rubber of the phalic object as well as the guard protected him from the pepper spray and the electrical current that was flowing through Anna’s body. I doubted that he could feel much of Anna’s tight ass but she felt every thrust as her poor ass was brutalised. He was getting off entirely on her screaming and primal anguish. Anna was in hell. Completely defenceless and knowing nothing but pain. The man pulled the cable clamped down on her tongue, stretching it as far as it would go before the metal clip came free. She tasted blood and was in so much pain that she couldn’t be grateful that the electricity had stopped temporary before the jumper cable was attached to her already tortured right tit when the current came once again determined not to out done by the pepper sprayed monster in her asshole.
“Please stop. I will do anything you want. Please just stop hurting me.”
“Tell me you love it in your ass.”
“Please no.”
He fucked her harder and twisted on the clamps at her clit and nipple to motivate Anna into obeying his demands.
“Stop please I’m begging you. I love it when you fuck my asshole. Oh god it’s tearing me apart. Please no more.”
“Call yourself an analslut. Tell me it hurts so good.”
“Yes I’m a fucking analslut. It hurts so good. Please stop.”
He didn’t stop. By the end of it Anna had stopped screaming out and was just sobbing uncontrollably. She had given up on the idea that she was going to be shown any shred of human compassion. The customer played with her for a couple more hours before his time was up. He had enjoyed himself and requested Anna the next time he visited. I tried to offer him a room so he could stray for the weekend and continue with the bitch but he refused due to having business he needed to take care of. We found Anna inside the room, exhausted and crying. We had to take her to the doctor who bandaged her up and gived her several enamas to cleanse the pepper spray out of her asshole. He informed me that their would only be some small scars from the barbed wire. She was dragged back to her cage and locked inside to wait for her next customer. Still crying, she curled up into a ball and dreamt nightmares of her time with the masked man.

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