No Pain, No Gain (Afresh88 & Morrighan)

[Morrighan O'Byrne]

Stacey had lost track of the hours, the darkness of the room kept her from knowing what time of day it was and the numbness in her limbs had turned into a painful ache sometime ago. Her body was beginning to shiver with cold and sweats covered her as the first signs of withdrawal began to make themselves apparent. The pain at her wrists only seemed magnified as her system began to crave the heroin and her stomach cramped up as another wave of nausea hit her. When had she had her last hit? She couldn't tell, although she was desperately craving one now. Even in the current state Stacey found herself, it was that itch for the drug that she focused upon, not the fact that her family and boyfriend must be worried about her, nor that she hadn't taken the pregnancy pill for three days and nor that she hadn't eaten in god only knew how long. It was always the same, chasing that high that she could no longer afford.

Stacey had gone to the drug lord four days ago, desperate for a hit, pleading with the man as crazy offers flew from her mouth. She had no more money and couldn't afford to buy more heroine; however, she couldn't afford to live without it either. What was she willing to trade for it? Well, in the heat of the moment the 21 year old had sold the last thing she had left; her body. It was a decent payment, the blonde woman had ample round breasts and a desirably trim figure, and the drug lord had taken the deal. Since that deal she'd been taken into the man's vast house and prepped by a team for whatever use he had for her. Her pussy and ass had even been waxed and after a final meal, she'd been brought to a room and left there for three days. Each day Stacey had received her fill of heroin and then on the final day, sometime early in the morning while the sun had yet to rise, she'd been dragged from the room and brought somewhere with a bag over her head. Stacey's wrists had been shackled and then she'd been suspended from some chains so that only the edge of her toes touched the ground, naked and still blindfolded by the bag. Then, she'd been left alone ever since. Now as thoughts of her next high filled her head, Stacey heard steps outside the room in which she was kept suspended and she stilled, listening intently.


Talking
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[Afresh88]

"Is she as I requested?" Andrew Gradon asked his henchmen. He recieved repeated answers of yes but he wanted to make sure she was chained from the cielin naked in the torture chamber.
"Yes master but..." One man said.
"I know she needs a hit! I don't fucking care frankly she can wait until im done with her for the afternoon!" He punched the man in the stomach, "Get out of my sight you yuseless dumbass!" He unlocked the door slowly. And then proceeded to walk in. He knew she could her him. Him slammed the door and locked them in. There she hung. A gorgeous blonde girl around 21. She was an insane addict. So addicted to his "products" she was willing to give her body to him for as much heroin as he could provide. And that was a fair trade to him. She'd work like a skank for her fix. He knew that much. He looked her over. Her cleanly waxed pussy calling his name. He looked around the dark room. All sorts of toys, torture tools and such hung on the walls. As well as horrible sexual machines all over the large dark room. Andrew found himself directly before her and debagged her head. So she could see, "Good morning Stacey. Take a look around. This room is all yours." He fixed the chains in a way where she hung in a position where he could fuck her moist slit and see her whole body before him. He undressed steadily revealing a 7 inch semi which in minutes would be 10 and ravaging her. He grinned, "Are you ready?"

 

[Morrighan O'Byrne]

The door opened and someone walked in, the sound of the slam evoking a jerk of surprise from the woman that hung from the ceiling. Stacey turned her head in the direction of the footsteps and a short moment later the bag came off from her head. Breathing in deeply, she relished in the unrestricted air, blinking as the light momentarily blinded her. Blinking to clear her vision, Stacey peered at an older man before her, Andrew, her drug supplier and the man to whom she'd sold her body. He was attractive, but under the circumstances he filled her with fear rather than desire.

The woman's gaze ran over the room and her mouth parted in surprise and fear, she was shocked by the sight of all the contraption hanging from the walls and for a moment the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach intensified. Trembling, she heard Andrew as if she was ready and glancing back his way she saw him pull out his cock and couldn't stop the gasp from escaping her mouth; he was huge! There was no way that would fit all inside her, she was small and her pussy would never take it. All thoughts of the torture tools upon the wall were forgotten as she beheld Andrew's member. Then her mind switched back and she knew she had to have that hit. "I need the drug... I can't without it," she stammered fearfully, the craving intense.




Talking
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[Afresh88]

The gorgeous petite body before him hung by all four limbs from chains in the cieling, belly up as if there was a bed beneath her, but the was none. Just the powerful ceiling holding her dangling from above. Andrew grunted, "That hit? Deal with it, you'll get what you want when i choose to give it to you, im in a bad mood today though so you get it when im finished with this." His hand slid up her inner right thigh to her pussy, which was wettening as she locked eyes on what was probably the largest tool she'd ever seen. His middle finger slid into the moist pussy lips and his other hand began to rub her clit, roughly and rapidly with no possibility of letting up. The fingers within her began to rapidly pump in and out of her warm wet trap. Until he knew she felt pleassure, he then made it pleassure and pain fish hook fingering her. Making his fingers into a hook shape blasting in and up with every pump. He did it with such force that her lower body lifted with every pump. He would drive Stacey to the edge and leave her there, stop cold and from there she'd beg him to finish her off.