****** Tormenting Rage 2: Tormenting Rage by Rage ******
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Tormenting Rage 2: Tormenting Rage

She lay in silence, hands and ankles chained to the bed. A blindfold on her
eyes keeping her in darkness. A ball gag in her mouth keeping her from making a
sound. Her jaw ached from the long hours in the gag. A fine sheen of sweat
covered her shuddering body. The droning of a vibrator was loud in her ears as
her overworked and aching clit throbbed another release and she screamed in the
pain and pleasure of it.

How many had she had? She had lost count long ago. Her body no longer arched
and fought the bindings as she neared another release, instead she laid there
shaking uncontrollably. Her ass hurt from the anal plug that had been forced
inside her. Her breasts throbbing from the clamps that had somehow been rigged
to tighten and release by themselves.

She heard the soft clicking of his boots as he entered the room, she wished she
could see him and yet she dreaded it. Her need building again she could only
weep as she was forced into the depths of climax. She heard his laughter and
felt his touch on her clit. She screamed at his light touch, feeling the
vibrator move as he began to relentlessly ram it deep into her.

"You...will...learn...rage...." He stressed each word by sliding the vibrator
deep into her and pulling it out. "
That...your...cum...is...mine...and...you...will....only.....take...it...when...I.....say...you...can...
Now....cum...for...me...slut."

She screamed behind the gag as he forced her need and made her cum. It was the
last thing she remembered before she passed out.

When she awoke she was sitting in a chair, her ankles and knees tied to the
legs, her sex spread open. Her arms were bound behind the back of the chair,
her head fitted with a mask, her eyes and nose covered but her mouth uncovered
by the fabric. Her breasts were bound painfully tight with a coarse rope. Fear
chilled her as she wondered what he had planned next.

"Awake, bitch?" She heard him ask as something trailed over her sex, touching
her sore clit, she bit her lip to keep from crying out. Her body was so
stimulated that she couldn't tell what was real pain and what was pain just
from her being tormented. She whimpered in her throat as she felt the clamp
being tightened on her clit. Her clit throbbing and aching as she let her head
drop back.

"Now we will see what you have learned. If you can obey. The rules of this game
are simple. Do not come, my slut. If you cum, you will regret it." She felt the
cool hard length slide into her and felt the low pulsing of the vibrator as he
turned it on. She could tell he was watching her, she felt his eyes upon her.
Suddenly, the clit clamp was released and she bit her lip to keep calm.

She moaned as she felt the feather being taped back in place at her thigh. The
tip licking at her clit with any stray breeze in the room. When she heard the
fan turn on, she knew she was in trouble. Her clit throbbed with the attention
it was receiving. Her breasts, bound so tight, echoed the throbbing as she bit
her bottom lip, tasting the blood as she drew it. Hips struggling to get away
from this torture, she fought her bonds.

Hearing the sound of a chair scraping along the floor she knew he was watching
her. She didn't know what he expect beyond the initial rule but she knew she
was going to fail. Her need built fast and hard. Slamming into her as she
begged and pleaded, silently, with her body to relax. Instead it tensed and
screamed its need, pummeling her with iron fists as she squirmed in the chair.

"Who owns you, rage?"

She moaned, "You do, Master."

"Tell me, rage." He commanded.

She bit her lip and moaned again. "Master, you own this slut. You own her cunt,
her ass, her mouth, her eyes, her nose. You own my body, my heart, my soul. I
am yours and bow down to you in all things. I am yours, in all ways. You own
this slut!" She was writhing in the chair, needing to cum. Needing the release
he was witholding from her.

She felt his hand move between her legs and felt the vibrator's pulse increase.
"What else, slut?"

On the verge of screaming, she whimpered. " I am yours to use, you command me.
My release is given only when you say. I may take no pleasure until you allow
it. I obey all you say, no matter how I feel about it, because you will never
hurt me."

"What do you want, slut?" his hand caressed her thigh, moving in lazy circles
as she fought her bonds. She was so close to cumming.

"Please, Master. Your slut, your toy needs to cum, please let her cum. I beg
you!!"

He laughed evilly and tapped her clit with his finger. "No." He stood and she
heard him leave the room as she began to scream in frustration.

~End part 2~

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