I absolutely love the look of those knee and arm bending devices….so erotically cruel. Your story is so arousing!
I can just imagine you sobbing uncontrollably, your chest thrashing up and down as you sob, which only increases your agony further as every sharp movement sends a surge of agony through your taut and tortured joints. Your joints have been secured so tightly that rest of your beautiful female form is stretched so taut that your are completely unable to move other than the constant trembling bought on partly trying to feign the pain but also because you are immensely aroused by the hugely muscular and towering hunks that bought your tortured body to this point. In between tightly gritting your teeth and panting like a wild animal, you manage to slowly move your head and glance over to the torturous thugs all high fiving each other, triumphant in inflicting these horrors upon your perfect female form. They tower over you wearing nothing but their loincloths and Roman sandles and you notice they are all bulging within their loincloths having sadisticly enjoyed this prolonged and cruel torture session. The chief torturer, the most monstrous of the group, catches your glance and gives an evil smile as he slowly walk towards you. Your so taut you’re unable to move your head to follow him but you hear his hard footsteps walk around the torture bench and he walks alongside you running his hands gently along your trembling tortured body. By this point you’re trembling and sweating profusely and beads of sweat that have formed on your abdomen have rolled down your rib cage, around the circumference of your body and are dripping off your back and onto the wooden bed of the torture rack. You are so sexually aroused by this torturous thug that you are almost infatuated with him, your vulva throbbing at the agonies he has inflicted on you. The sickening tortureous thug senses this, he takes a fleeting glance at your vulva and instantly realises that the mix of pure agony of having your delicate joints tortured, coupled with you seeing the large bulges grow within their loincloths as their huge manhoods throb has bought you to a point of pure ecstacy! This arouses him immensely and his heart rate increases and the bulge within his tight leather loincloth grows to the point you can hear the leather creak whilst his huge manhood begs to break free. He cannot believe his luck, normally he’s used to torturing pathetic cretins that break instantly, but before him is a beautiful, strong, brave woman, trembling and still feigning the pain after hours of torture and yet…….she still has hours of endurance left in her. The torturous thug slowly leans over and calmly whispers in your ear ‘I must torture you further’. Those words echo through your mind as it races as it considers what horrors are next and the tingling between your legs is so intense that you know even if this torturous thug brushes past your throbbing vulva, you will erupt into a screaming orgasm. By this point the torturous thug is fully erect and this coupled with your steamy tortured body fill the cold torture chamber air with an overwhelming sexual tension that you could cut with a knife.
The huge muscular thug walks over to the torture chamber wall lined with further limb stretching and bending devices. Will he chose to attach More sickening devices to your hips and shoulders and inflict more agonies?? Or will he move onto the rack and stretch you for many hours?? He knows he has many options with this trembling strong female before him as you have displayed your endurance to severe torture is high. Or will you fall helplessly in love with him and sign a confession resigning you to a life of being his sexual slave for eternity?
What is next
@stretchedgirl ???
