I want to watch you wake up and immediately begin to struggle as you realize where you are, tied down to a table in some abandoned building, your wrists stretched above your head and your legs spread so wide your knees are by your ears. I want to hear you scream and cry behind your duct taped mouth as you realize you’re naked, your slutty body on full display. I want you to struggle harder when you hear me come closer, want to see your eyes widen as you see me come to stand by your head.
There’s no preamble, there’s no talking, you can’t see my face behind the ski mask I have on, but you still scream when I reach down and begin to grab at your tits, squeezing the soft flesh that I now own. I begin to play with your nipples, rolling them on my fingers and pinching and pulling them as they harden into still peaks in my hands. You’re sensitive, if the way you’re trying not to moan is any indication. I pinch harder, listening to you scream and shake your head as I continue my assault on your sensitive tits. I reach for the clamps I have on the table and firmly attach them to your stiff nipples, tightening them tight enough to pull a muffled cry from you. They look lovely like this, and I switch my touch to something, light and teasing, relishing in the way your eyes flutter as your slutty body betrays you.
I move around the table to see what’s going on between your legs. It’s just as I thought, your vulnerable little pussy is puffy and shiny, dripping from my treatment of your nipples. I spread open your lips with two fingers, ignoring your muffled “no” as I pull to expose your clit to the open air. Is it humiliating? Being held open like this so I can see? I circle your clit with one finger, pressing and rubbing the little bud enough to pull an unwilling moan from you. I keep rubbing you faster, watching your bound thighs twitch and the frantic way you shake your head and screw your eyes shut. I continue my assault on your clit, watching your slutty holes clench and pulse. Don’t worry, it’ll get filled. They both will be stuffed and stretched to point that you’re completely broken.
I hear your breath catch and your back arches and I stop, pulling away completely right before you come and landing a smack directly on your open pussy. You scream, either out of frustration or pain, it doesn’t matter, it’s sweet either way. You can’t come yet, You don get to come until I’ve properly violated and raped your right perfect holes, but don’t fret, there’s no one around for miles, we have all the time in the world.