A lot

He has thrust himself into my holes and molested my body, to the point where I am sore and bleeding internally. I push myself to let him carry on with what he wants. It is perfect.

On the second day he enters my cunt and I beg him to stop. I tell him how much it hurts and he smiles at me and sighs gently and he just says "No".

He bends me over and enters my bottom. I feel skin split and blood begin to pool inside me somewhere. I say "Please God, I don't know if I can take this" and he holds my waist and he tells me that "Its OK. I'll come quickly".

My body slumps and he hurts me until he is happy.

Caned

"Bend over the box.

Now I would gag you, but I know you don't like being gagged so you're going to have to try hard to be quiet.

Back down

Bottom in the air

Back lower"

He pushes the base of my spine down towards the wooden box.

"Good"

I panic, I fret, I cower, I shake and I'm so scared.

He hits me three times with my interjecting whimpers as I force myself in between each stroke, to regain position. I beg how many more will there be. He says..

"I think you can manage six".

I have gentle soft dots of grey where the cane has bruised my skin.

Bite

I sit on his lap, taking my hips across him hard. He is throbbing and solid inside me, and I'm oozing that stuff onto his lap. He grabs and fondles my chest. He takes my breast into his mouth and starts to bite me. I orgasm pitifully, quiet in gentle pain and shock.

I admire my chest over the next few weeks. The underside of my breasts are covered in small purple bruises.

Good Times

I stand in the living room, hands pressed flat on the foot rest. He stands behind me, fucking me hard. We go upstairs. He eats my delicious damp groin and I suck on him. He makes me come thrusting his sinewy strong fingers into my holes. My body convulses in silent absolution. I lay still and limp, he wraps his arm tightly around my chest to keep me still and slides himself into my arse. He fucks my listless body aggressively and releases.

Snap.

I stroke the back of his neck and kiss him "You can spare five minutes to fuck me, can't you?" He turns me around and I place my hands on the bed. I feel his hand lift up my dress as he smooths his palm against my bottom. I hear him sigh. He walks away from me.

I hear the familiar creek of a chest opening and the clank of metal pieces knocking together. I close my eyes and think "Oh for goodness sake". Resignation quickly seeps in. "Inner or outer labia?" he says to me, while clamping the clamps onto the fleshy part of my cunt. I sniff in air, sharp. He adds a weight to the clamps and my groin is being tugged hard.

He pulls down his clothes and slides his cock into me. He starts to fuck me. The swinging weights numb my enjoyment until I give up and start to purr at the sensation. He picks up the weight attached to the chain and I panic. I start "Please no don't. Come on. Please. Don't" He holds the weights in his palm. I start to snivel. He drops the weight, tugging my cunt hard and snapping the clamps free by accident. I burst into fitting sobs.