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Broken Down! (shameless/lilminx2)

Shameless

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Tasha climbed into her Jaguar and headed down the dark stretch of highway towards her large four bedroom home set on a large plot of land on the outskirts of town. She had just departed a private cocktail party, where several friends single, and married alike had gathered to look over a new line of sex toys and be entertained by examples of how each item could be used on a perspective partner.

After ordering some very interesting electric toys, Tasha had decided to call it a night. She was a very classy looking women, widowed quite young at twenty nine years old and left with a small fortune. Her hair was an intense red hanging to mid back, she was 5'6 with a very fit figure, firm C cup breasts and a nice taut round rear end.

Driving along, as she looked up ahead she noticed a car, with smoke rolling from the engine. Thinking out loud "well this is a fucked stretch of road to be stranded on." As she got closer she slowed down realizing it was a women looking to be alone. Tasha reached for the button, rolling down the window, yelling out "Dear do you need a lift to a phone to call for a tow?" she smiled kindly and by all appearances a very elegant looking women, wearing a black low cut cocktail gown that clung to her perfect curves.
 
Cynthia was more embarrassed than upset at the breakdown....how many times had the mechanic warned her the car would take a major shit on her?...she shrugged and smiled at the last encounter between her and the mechanic, assuming one reason it broke so often was the fact he was a hunk of a guy and maybe, just maybe he might be wanting to show some returned interest....
be that is it may, cynthia waved at the more than elegant good samaritan...."yes, please? got to call someone but my cell phone is showing out or range...."..her blonde shoulderlength hair framed in the moonlight...
 
Tasha gave her a quick wink and gestured her over. "Yes the reception is crap out here, my home is just up the road you can call from there. Come on hop in." Grabbing another button, she popped the lock open so she could get inside. "Well your lucky I came along this can be a very dangerous stretch of road for a pretty girl all alone. My name is Tasha" she held out her hand, her fingers adorned with gold and diamond rings.

"It's only a few minutes up , I will make you a cup of coffee to get you warmed up dear" once belted in Tasha drive on finally turning down a lengthy dirt drive that led back to her home. It was a beautiful large two story place, with lovely landscaping all perfectly maintained. "Here we are, home sweet home". Tasha couldn't help but think to herself "She is perfect, like a little gift just handed over to me" her mind began to wander off in a very deviate direction as she led the girl up to the door, and then to the livingroom. "Let me just throw on some coffee and I will get you that phone." smiling she headed towards the kitchen her mind turning like the inside of an old watch. She muttered to herself, "I shouldn't..or should I? I may not get a chance like this again, and she is so perfect"
 
cynthia accepted the lady's intitial compliment barely unnoticed but smiled in response..."thank you, oh god, thank you!...no telling what might be lurking out here..."
driving for what seemed like a very long time, a large well landscaped house suddenly emerged from the hillside...'holy shit', she said to herself.....'beats the hell out of my apartment...'
once inside, cynthia's gaze took in the surroundings...to say the house was lavish was obviously an understatement...whatever this Tasha does must sure as hell pay well..nothing in the living room contained anything she'd find in a 'Pier one import' store...
"oh, thank you for the cofee," she responded, "your'e reading my mind...."
cynthina sat in a overstuffed leather chair with her legs crossed, careful not to mar the floor with her high heels..a slit running up the side of her dress revealing a hint of saphire blue panties...she fumbled with her gown, a slight tear in the front from getting it caught while peering under the hood of her car now revealed a daring plunge bra....
 
Tasha stood in the kitchen staring at the cabinet, finally she reached up pulling out a small vile in which she sprinkled just a hint into the coffee and then stirred it well. She walked out handing Cynthia the mug "here sweety this will warm you right up." she noticed how Cynthia had looked around in awe and smiled, "my husband passed away about a year ago, leaving me all that you see." her voice was soft as she randomly made conversation hoping the drug would kick in leaving the girl for the most part immobile and unable to resist, before she made any phone calls.

"Oh yes the phone, well finish the coffee , relax and the phone is just there in the office." she gestured towards a large wooden door. "Do you live in the city or are you just passing threw sweetie?" Tasha spoke with a very calming and seductive tone as she slide over to the end of the couch, on the side closest to the chair the girl had sat in.
 
"if it's allright with you," cynthia responded, eagerly accepting the deliciously warm coffeecup with both hands, "can I just wait a couple minutes before that call?...I didn't bring a sweater and not in a big hurry to be out there in the cold just yet...maybe after I get a nice caffeine jolt in me...."
taking another deep sip she continued....."just moved here from out of state...god, this is some good stuff!...anyway, a co worker told me about a realy fancy party, e-mailed me the directions then at the last minute backed out, so I won't know anyone when I get there..."
after a few minutes however things began to get foggy....shaking her head and acounting it to the stress tonight, cynthia shakily got onto her feet....
"Tasha, is that your name?...I really imposed a lot on you, better go make that call...."
she collapsed and blacked out not more than a second later.....
 
Tasha just watched the girl listening to her, "of course dear take as long as you like" not moments later she could tell the drug was kicking in as Cynthia shook her head and tried to stand. "Are you feeling alright, you don't look so well I think you should sit."

With the Tasha rose to her feet and offered a hand to help the girl back to the seat. She knelt before her reaching her hand to the girls flushed cheek softly caressing down her jaw line. "Such a pretty young women, such soft flawless skin" she spoke very softly as she watched Cynthia black out. Tasha stayed knelt down trailing her hand down and over one of the girls breast, she could feel herself becoming more than aroused by the utter control she now had. Continuing she grazed her thumb over her nipple, circling it for a moment as she took a deep breath in whispering "oh sweetie I am going to have so much fun with you".

With that Tasha arose knowing she hadn't much time to restrain her new toy, one that was so much better than those she had purchased earlier at the cocktail party. She slowly and carefully took her under her arms and lifted her, letting her feet drag she drug her to the basement. Where she secured her to an electric cross rigged to be in an upright position and going all the way to a laying position. Cynthia was cuffed to the cross legs and arms spread. Tasha chose to leave the girls clothing intact, as she looked forward to cutting them from her body.
 
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groggily shook her head in a vain effort to clear both her senses and her eyesight.....how long had she been out?..."w-w-w-where.....where am I?"...shr tried to stretch but found her arms somehow fastened to some sort of framework....she tried to focus on the blurry image of a person with red hair standing in front of her...shaking her head again...."wha......what....."
pulling now against the restraints holding her tight, feebly at first, then with more feeling once panic began to set in.....
 
Tasha watched Cynthia as she began to become more aware, awakening from her short slumber. "Shhhh, your okay my pretty little pet" she said as her lips brushed along the women's ear, she could feel the warmth of her breath. Tasha ran the fingers of her left hand softly threw the girls hair, exploring her own feelings on this entire experience, her deviate desires ran deep and although she knew this was wrong, her urges were stronger.

With each touch Tasha exhaled a breath of satisfaction, her body pressing against the struggling girls was more exciting than should could of known it would be, she could feel her body reacting quickly as her nipples hardened, and her pussy grew moist. "Please don't ...you can't escape my pet. Just relax...so so sexy." she continued to speak with a soft and tormenting voice. Tasha gripped then at the women's hair pulling firmly in order to expose the girls neck. Her tongue twisting over the skin as she kissed downwards, nibbling lightly. She then pulled away looking her over slowly "the clothing, I am going to remove them so I can enjoy the beauty they cover." she made her way to the glass cabinet opening the door to an array of items. "Oh here it is" she returned holding a pearl handled knife. "Now be still angel, I don't wish to cut that pretty skin of yours."
 
cynthia's panic deepened as she began to struggle more earnestly, yanking against the restraints holding her hostage and immobile....
"p-p-p-please," she begged...."let me go...please let me go!!!..."...her ankles were already feeling hurt from her pulling, her breathing changing to short shallow panting lilke a puppy....her eyesight now restored, she stared with wide open eyes at the mysterious benefactor now turned.......dominatrix?...she moaned loudly as Tasha bathed her neck with warm wet tongue and teeth...."UGH!" cynthia moaned in response....."PLEASE, OH GOD, PUUUUUULEEEEEEZE!!!!"...the way the woman was staring at her, as if she could see right through her clothing....she tried to struggle in vain once more as she saw the knife in Tasha's hands, then ceased abruptly, assuming she was going to be killed.....
 
Tasha looked at her reaction and shook her head. "oh no my beautiful pet, I'm not going to hurt you with this" she moved very close to the struggling girl. The fear, and struggle Cynthia displayed was extremely arousing, giving her a sense of total control. Tasha moved the knife slowly to her neck the dull side against her skin, dragging it down between her cleavage and then she flipped the knife and started slicing the buttons from her top, sending them flying to the floor.

Her eyes fixed on Cynthias sexy body and as she finished the top she slid the knife under the front of her bra and pulled forward cutting it open exposing her firm breasts. Tasha could feel her own body aching to touch this women "god your beautiful" she said softly as she removed the cut items them ran her hands slow up her belly and cupped both breasts , sighing out with pleasure.

Looking into Cynthia's fearful eyes she moved her fingers on one side around her nipple and firmly pinched down. "does this hurt pet" she knew full well that it did, and before she could answer she pinched down ever harder, and did the same to the other side. She finally released them and grabbed the knife again cutting more rapidly threw her bottom part of clothing leaving her panties on, she found those sexy. She gazed upon her overwhelmed with how excited she felt.
 
cynthia renewed her futile struggling, total panic seting in as she fought, her tits rapidly moving up and down with the pace of her breathing, her heart feeling like it was ging to burst from her bosom any minute,,,;oh god,' she thought...'what was this person?....what was she going to do to her??"
the cold metal of the knifeblade made her shiver as she felt her dress being sliced into shreds....as her bra came apart, her tight tits now exposed cynthia never felt so helpless and vulnerable....she moaned as her captor tortured her nipples, pulling and twisting them as she tried to wrestle herself free from Tasha's grasp...."OWW!!.....PLEASE LET ME GO!!!!!".....yanking futilessly against her restraints, she looked down in utter disbelief and horror as the woman continued slicing her dress apart, now in tatters on the floor, the only fabric remaining on her body now was her panties.....
 
Tasha placed the knife on a near by table and watched Cynthia curiously. She felt her own heart race as the girl painfully struggled, her body pulling and yanking as her breasts bounced freely. Tasha pulled down the top of her dress and unhooked her bra, walking closer she pressed her nipples directly up against Cynthia's, her eyes drifting shut "oh your so fucking sweet pet, I bet you taste just as good." Tasha had wanted to take this slow, but found herself so overwhelmed with desire that she could hardly control her urges.

Her hand moved between the girls legs meeting with her soft center she pressed against her panties firmly, "Tell me pet how good this feels, I want to hear you say it...now" Tasha continued rubbing her erect nipples to the womens, as she fondled between her legs "Call me Mistress...tell me you want me" Tasha moaned as she pressed the girls panties between her lips, pushing against her entrance threw the material.

Tasha stepped back again and turned walking to the glass display once again, sifting around for a moment then walking back carrying several items. "These look like they might hurt a little, but you will be a good pet for me won't you?" Tasha leaned in and sucked in one of her nipples letting her tongue dance over the tender skin before clamping the nipple clamp to that side and then repeating on the other.

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cynthia was in shock....she's heard of things like this but always involving someone else, people you would probably never meet in real life, but here it was, happening to her....to HER!!....she continued to struggle but toned it down a little as not to anger Tasha....at least not while she was brandishing sharp objects, anyway....it was obvious cynthia was getting her excited but how could you stop something from happening if you didn't know you were causing it?
cynthia's eyes were stil wide and staring straight at Tasha as she watched the lady expose her tits and slowly approach her, mashing them tight against her own....the sensation of nipples against nipples was something she never experienced before and had no idea how to react...she tried to pull back somehow but Tasha simply responded by pushing herself tighter against her hostage....The lady's moans and her closed eyes were a wonder.....'that means she's a ....OH MY GOD!!' cynthia thought almost aloud.....
another strange sensation came across her as she felt pressure against her panties as Tasha pushed the fabric, first gently, then more agressively into her vagina...cynthia could feel her panty fabric being shoved inside her, tried to resist but it was no use....her legs bound far apart made any sort of resistance useless....her cunt may have been still barely concealed by the panties but still oh so vulnerable....
"y-y-y-y-yes, m-m-mistress," cynthia stammered, willing at this point to say whatever it took to passify this lady...."y-y-yes I.....(oh my god!)..w-w-want you....."
cynthia breathed a sigh of relief when Tasha ceased her panty play....cynthia pushed until she felt the fabric exit her cunt.....she folowed Tasha with her gaze as she returned with a set of what were obviously nipple clamps...."please.....oh god, PLEASE NO.....NO!!!!!"
cynthia winced as she felt the clamps then let out a sharp squeal as her captor slowly turned the adjusting screws tighter....and tighter.....and tighter......
 
Tasha reveled in the screams that Cynthia let out, looking at the claps gripping at her nipples was extremely arousing, this further sparked her desire to explore the limits that could be pushed, the pain thresh hold of another human.

Reaching back to the table she pulled the next item of play and looked at Cynthia again touching her cheek. "Shh now be a good pet for your Mistress" she leaned in squeezing her jaw line kissing her hard on the lips. "I think you have been a naughty girl haven't you? Bad girls need punishing don't they?" she chuckled softly. "I can see that these panties only bring you discomfort so lets rid you of them." Tasha grabbed the panties and pulled them up hard between her lips pulling forward again and again before cutting the sides letting them fall away.

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"Now my naughty girl , tell me how bad you are and beg me to punish that sweet little pussy. Tasha was so wet at this point, just looking at her new pet was breath taking but controlling her, watching her squirm in pain was orgasmic. Tasha ran the riding crop she produced slowly along the girls skin tapping it against those nipple clamps then a slight smack against one breast and then the other. She trailed it lower manipulating her folds pressing the crop along her slit as she knelt down to be lined up with a perfect view of her tight little pussy. "SMACK" she hit down firmly with the crop against the girls trembling cunt.

Tasha bit her bottom lip "tell me you enjoy this, beg me for more you little slut" she became more verbally aggressive as her desires became more heightened.
 
not that the fabric covered much, her panties were all that seperated the last remnants of her body from her captor, and cynthia moaned and squirmed as Tasha sliced them to shreds...her breasts heaving with every breath, she continued the fruitless struggling, the pain from the clamps holding her nipples hostage makng her whine and squeal...."UUGH!!!.....UUUUUUGH!!"
the pain intensified when Tasha took a crop and smacked her tits, making her scream, her whole body going into shaking convulsions and causing the frame to rattle...
knowing the fruitlesness of her situation and once again hopng against hope to placate the domineering woman, cynthia did as she was told, begging for further mistreatment...."y-y-y-yes, I've been a bad slut," she whimpered....."please punish me?....spank my pussy....'
almost as soon as her words escaped her lips, the voice in her head was screaming......'oh my god, what did I just tell her????
 
Tasha was loving the sound of her desperate voice as she plead for punishment. She reached up and squeezed her cheeks putting her face very close as she spoke. "Yes..you have been naughty haven't you my pet? You like this don't you, I can tell by that wet little pussy of yours, aching to be punished. ISN'T IT?" she yelled at the end with a tormenting voice, then stepped back swatting her pussy three times each harder then the one before. She watched the girls reactions as the leather crop slapped against her supple skin.

Setting the crop down she moved her hand to the reddened area sliding her finger along the length of her slit slowly taking in how soft and moist she was. "Mmmm my pet is so wet, she likes to be punished like the little slut she is, doesn't she?" With two anxious fingers she spread the looking her over, using her free hand she gently pulled and pinched at her clit then smacked it hard. Tasha began to breath faster, she could feel her pussy becoming more and more wet as her excitement grew. Leaning in she sucked in her erect clit letting it slide slowly threw her teeth, over and over she did this, then circled it flicking her tongue against the swollen clit. "You taste so good pet, cum for me, soak my tongue with your sweet juices." she began darting her tongue in the struggling girls pussy, burying her face roughly between her legs.
 
the rack shook and rattled, echoing cynthia's fruitless but on going struggling, the sounds of her restraints rattling almost as loud as her screams......."HEEEEELP!!!!!!.....OH, GOD, SOMEBODY, HEEEEELLP!!!!"
she was rewarded only by repeated strikes against her pussy....."OOOOW!.....OOOOOOW!!".....but something much more diabolical and unsettling was now in play, something cynthia never considered or experienced...
her forced nakedness and her struggling were doing strange things to her psyche, not to mention her body.....how did Tasha know she was geting moist?....she never got wet for a girl, but then again, this was no ordinary female that had utter and complete control of her body......cynthia could tell the effect she was having on her........owner?...and, feeling the wetness slowly frowing inside her, realized she was feeling the same.....shaking her head violently, her min ds raced with a hundred hidden thoughts......but this can't be happening to her!....she was being fimgered by a WOMAN!!!....she shouldn't have the feelings she was having right now!!
her body continued to show no denial to her feelings as she felt her nipples grow pert and stiff.....she whined as she felt Tasha's fingers invade her pussy....
 
Tasha enjoyed the girls struggle, and the sense of control. She knew all along it was the one aspect she had been lacking in her previous relationships. The control over every single aspect, the force and torment, she loved the power and she loved the air of fear mixed with extreme pleasure. She moved her fingers slowly out, and slide up the girls body, her own breathing staggered, brushing them over her lips "taste yourself, suck my fingers like a good pet." she pushed them past her lips, shoving them deep in her mouth as she leaned in licking and nipping at her lips. "You like this don't you my naughty girl? Tell me" she pulled her fingers out and moved them to the girls tight little ass toying and teasing apply pressure every so often, "do you like to be fucked in the ass, by a mans thick cock?"

She continued with her taunting for only a minute longer before grabbing hold of the girls nipple clamps and twisting at them. Tasha then turned swiping up a few loose items and turned back with a grin. "Hold still now this could possibly be just a little painful." and with a grin she pinched open a clothes pin and clipped it to one of her pussy lips then to the other, then one more to each side. Tasha then leaned back and stared she turned the crop around and gently began wiggling it against her clit, she could feel her own pulsating against her panties in which she quickly removed and lowered the device so that Cynthia was in a more flat laying position.

Tasha moved to standing between her legs her hands greedily moving all over Cynthia's body. She grabbed each clip and pulled roughly before unclipping them all then she lifted a leg up and over so she was scissoring the girl. She grabbed a chain that hung from the ceiling to steady herself on the one leg and began grinding and rubbing her pussy against Cynthia's, their wetness adding to the pleasure as she began to moan loudly. "oh fuck yes, such a good pet"
 
cynthia tried to move her face to the side as her captor grabbed her firmly and thrusted fingers deep in her mouth, ordering her to taste her own wetnes....it was a taste she was not used to, a slight salty sweetness never before encountered...."y-y-y-yes mistress," she stammered as a reply...."I-I-I like it....." the intoxication she was feeling from Tasha's lips---oh god, those incredible, incredible lips!!----making her give out little squeals...more sounds emitted from cynthia's lips...a loud shrill scream as she felt her nipples sudddenly tortured and twisted violently, as if being torn from her tits....she renewed her struggling in earnest, somehow hoping to avoid further pain....she was rewarded by more sweet torture as she watched helplessly as her captor returned with what looked like clothespins...her legs bound tightly and her pussy so acessible, she was helpless to do anything but stare as she felt them being clamped to her pussy lips.....
"p-p-p-please, d-d-don't," she begged as she saw the crop in Tasha'a hand once again, letting out screams as her swollen pussy was attacked.....
....she felt the rack lower to the point that Tasha straddled her, mashing her pussy tightly against hers....the sensation of woman against woman....2 cunts digging into each other.....that incredible, confusing yet undeniable sensation was creeping over cynthina yet again....knowing she was still helpless to do anything but take the onslaught did nothing to squelch what she was feeling.....oh my GOD, thtis lady was WET!.....almost instintively, cynthina began responding by trying to thrust her pelvis upwards to drive Tasha deeper inside her.....this was much better that wher she was trying to ass rape her.....
 
Tasha tried to maintain some form of control, the feeling was so overwhelming and foreign to her, she had begun to lose herself as her clit pulsated with pleasure, her body trembled as chills riddled her body. Tasha began grunting and squealing out in ecstasy as their bodies melded together. "I no you are enjoying this my pet, I am going to do things to you that you never dreamed of, and soon you will beg for my touch.

Tasha gripped Cynthias hips tight as her body jerked and shivered, she exhaled deeply leaning her head down to rest on her belly she went silent. Her body continued to tremble and contract as her orgasm swept over her.

Finally she stepped back, she stared at Cynthia ,knowing she had not been brought to orgasm yet Tasha reached back grabbing a thick vibrating dildo and promptly thrust it inside the girls wet pussy. "Now low or high let me see." she watched Cynthia in a taunting fashion, as she turned it up all the way. "I think that will do, I must be off now for about an hour to get us food, and a few more items for my new toy." she laughed stepping over grabbing a ball gag and promptly fastening it, kissing her cheek. "wouldn't want you getting to noisy while I'm gone and that vibrator buzzes away in that tight little pussy of yours." she smiled wickedly before leaving the girl bound, gagged and stuck with the strong vibrations continuously for the hour she would be away.

Tasha hated leaving as she truly desired the girl and wished to give her pleasure, she also had a twisted, wicked side that desired to cause torment, and pain to the point of begging for mercy. And this twisted side was so much more consuming. It had also crossed her mind a few time to invite her married friends Kevin and Alana, the two who always hosted the cocktail parties which involved the live demenstrations of all the new and kinky toys that hit the market. She had a feeling this would be right up their alley of sexual deviation. However she wasn't sure just yet if she was willing to share her new found pet.
 
cynthia looked down as Tasha gripped her waist tightly and felt her body tremble.....'oh fuck,' she thought almost aloud, ' she's gonna have an orgasm..!....sure enough, within seconds came a soft moan and wetness coating both their pussies, Tasha's nectar dripping down her pelvis....still unsure of her feelings cynthina didn't have the urge to respond in kind, despite the fact that as unwilling as her body was, her mind was piece by piece becoming more confused by the minute...yes, she wanted to save herself and would say anthing it took for her survival, even if it meant verbally denying the strange sensations she's already felt, but this woman was incredible!....cynthia struggled, pulling against her restraints....Tasha knew exactly what buttons to push....
.....she was panting like a puppy as she watched Tasha rise and reach for something large and cylindrical....a vibrator!....she tried uselessly to angle her bound pelvis away fro the intruder....'for shit's sake,' her mind pleaded...'at least act like you don't want to be violated!!'
"UUUUGH!!!!" cynthia gave out a loud groan as she felt it invade her cunt....deeply buried inside her, she moaned as she felt the vibrations course through her captive body....something round like a rubber tennis ball was shoved in her mouth and a harness of some sort was tightened to keep it lodged in place....cynthia struggled, trying to dislodge the vibrator but it was no use, between the huge size and circumfernce it wasn't going anywhere....she squealed and screamed through her muffled mouth but it was quite useless....no one would hear her, and the room was now empty except for cynthia, the only sounds being the vibrator and her muffled cries for help that would never come....."UUUUUUUUMPH....MMMMMMMMPH!!!!".....minutes dragged on as she fought and yanked furiously at the restraints holding her body captive, she let out muffled groans one after another as she felt the intruder slowly workoing it's magic in her pussy.....
after a while, the sweet aroma of pussy nectar permeated the room, her juices driping down between her legs, her orgasms weakening her one after another.....
 
The sound of the basement door squeaking as Tasha, returned home and made her way down, was like an annoying alarm clock. "I need to fix that" she thought to herself with a small smile. Tasha's appearance was that of class, her dress 100% silk hugging against her perfectly tanned skin. Her hair wrapped up in an elegant design, a couple of random curls draping across her neck, and the sound of her stiletto heels clinking against the cement floor a loud reminder of her presence.

Tasha came to stand in front of her, slowly removing the drenched vibrator from the girls battered pussy. "I am pleased to see you found enjoyment while I was away, that is very good my pet." she pushed away the small case with the toys she had been tormenting her with and gently traced her finger tips down Cynthias jaw line. "So beautiful, I am going to remove the restraints and let you shower and eat. But before I do we will make sure you understand that any attempts to escape, will not end well. Please don't make me hurt you." Tasha's voice was stern and with conviction.

Leaning in even closer, her lips brushing against the girls ear as she whispered. "I know what your body and mind are feeling, I know the unbridled lust and hunger your conscience continues to deny you. I've been right where you are before and no matter how you try or what you do, you will never rid yourself of these feelings, every sensation I have given you, will consume you thoughts for as long as you live, this you can be sure."

Tasha's words were eerily precise as they flowed out with calmness, her hands unhooking the womens legs first and then her hands. "The shower is there" she gestured to the far end of the basement. "Everything you will need is in there along with what you will wear, is this understood pet?" She smiled and handed her a small bag, "Oh and tonight will be magical indeed, we will be entertaining a slightly twisted, but extremely rich couple whom I own a great debt, and filling the mans slightly deranged fantasies of is a small price, and he apparently has a thing for halloween " she laughed almost manically to herself. Cynthia would find this garment inside the bag.

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cynthia had, by the time Tasha returned, long since lost the strength required to struggle....she just laid in place, eyes half open, her juice still dripping down the inside of her thighs...she let out a muffled sigh as her captor pulled the vibrator out from her cunt, nectar glistening at the tip...the sudden emptying of her pussy causing anoher moan....she stayed in place as Tasha unhooked her arms and legs from the frame and gave out a gasp as the ballgag was removed from her mouth.
She stumbled and wobbly walked to the shower enclosure at the end of the room, the bag in in her hand....as she turned on the water and started to bathe herself, she already knew the time was wrong to attempt any sort of escape...(god, the soap was stinging down there!!).....she soaped and rinsed herself off, not caring if Tasha was watching...she was trapped, there was nothing cynthia could do if she was ......
...Once dried, she opened the bag.....'are you kidding???' she said softly aloud, practically inaudible....it was yellow and white, extremely short skirted to the point that her panties would be evident....'what is this?' she thought....it was girly to the point of being baby-dollish, a low cut, bustier style top, laced closed at the front. Considering the fact Tasha didn't know her size, she guessed correctly, the top half of her tits showing....digging through the bag further she came out with knee high white stockings and a pair of black shoes.....
"I-I-I-I'm....ready," cynthia announced as she emerged from the corner room....
 
Tasha widened her eyes as Cynthia returned, "Wow Kevin is a true freak isn't he?" she laughed loudly. "My friends picked your little get up out my pet, and you look so cute I almost hate to share you." she walked around her, taking her in..

"Sit down pet, I will be right back." she went up stairs and returned about twenty minutes later, with a pitcher of strawberry daiquiris, and some finger sandwiches and sliced veggies for the girl to get some nutrition in her body for the long evening ahead. "I figured the daiquiri might help numb some of the pain you may be going threw my sexy pet." Tasha was now wearing a sort of sexy mafia type costume, Kevin had decided on for her as she would be overseeing this little event, keeping a watchful eye over her pet.

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Tasha moved over pulling down two crystal glasses from the cabinet, and poured them both a drink, handing one to Cynthia before she began straightening up, and plugging in some dimmer lights and a surround sound stereo system. Kevin had specific requests to be followed out, he was a very demanding and dominate man, with some very fruitful ideas of what was sexually exciting.
 
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