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~~~~~ DAY 4-D ~~~~~ *quot;What the fuck are you doing slave!?*quot; Mistress demands from the doorway. It feels like a lifetime ago, but it was only yesterday when Ashley last heard Mistress' commanding voice. Ashley feels helpless in her bound state. Arms still strapped to the side of her leather table. Her legs spread wide open, unable to bring themselves together thanks to the thick restraints buckled around her ankles. The chastity belt tightly pressing against her asshole. It keeps her pussy lips squeezed together. This makes sure that the wireless vibrator in her cunt will stay where it belongs. In front of her, the slave-girl, bent over on her hands and knees, is trembling. Her two pink holes are open and twinkling with moist, an inch from Ashley's mouth. Ashley watches the girl struggle to respond to Mistress. The girl's hand shakes nervously as it holds her ass-plug. *quot;Miss Rose said I could?*quot; The slave is cut off before she can finish. *quot;Miss Rose did not give you permission to take that fucking plug out of your ass!*quot; Mistress shouts. She walks swiftly towards them. The slave looks at the plug in her hand. She realizes her big mistake. Mistress grabs the girl by the hair and takes her off the table. *quot;I'm sorry Mistress! I'll put it back in,*quot; the girl pleads. *quot;You'll put it back in alright? But not in your ass. You'll put it in your mouth,*quot; Mistress instructs. The slave girl sits on the stone floor at Mistress' feet. She looks at the moist plug in her hand, then up at Mistress. Mistress' face remains stern. Her tits look soft and beautiful in the dim light. The girl opens her mouth wide and puts the plug inside. She closes her lips tightly around it's smooth, metal body. Ashley watches in amazement. That could have been her a moment ago. She could have been forced to have her mouth full of the slave's ass. If it wasn't for Mistress showing up when she did. *quot;Keep that plug in there. Taste it. Taste your fucking ass, slave. Tastes like misbehaviour, doesn't it?*quot; Mistress asks. The slave struggles to talk with the large metal device in her mouth. She gags slightly as she swallows her juices in order to speak. *quot;Yes Mistress!*quot; She manages, through the plug. *quot;It better. Now come with me.*quot; Mistress grabs the slave firmly by her hair, and guides her out of the room. Silence. After a few minutes, Mistress returns to shut the door. *quot;Thank you Mistress!*quot; Ashley shouts out, trying to show her appreciation. Mistress stops, looks at Ashley and walks towards her. She picks up Miss Rose's damp, used panties from the side table and shoves them into Ashley's mouth. *quot;Those better not come out again,*quot; Mistress says, as serious as she's ever been. She turns and leaves. Shutting the large metal door and leaving Ashley alone in Küçükköy escort bayan the dungeon. ~~~ The lack of sound is torturous. Now Ashley has no way to track the perception of time. Only the beating of her pulse in her neck, gives her any indication that time is passing. Whereas the aching swell in her cunt, only remains constant. Never dissipating, never ceasing to torment her. How long has it been since I've cum? Have I ever cum? I can't even remember what it feels like! The aching in her vagina fills her body with a dull pain. Oh fuck I need out of this. I need out! I need Mistress or Miss Rose! I need help. Someone? save me... Ashley feels the egg come to life again. This time at a higher setting than normal. Ashley moans immediately, hoping to quiet the building tension in her belly. It barely helps at all. Oh God no. Please. This is too fucking much! I can't? I can't do this anymore! Ashley tries to focus her attention on the panties in her mouth instead. The faint taste of pussy still clinging to the soft material. It doesn't help either. Her ass moves on it's own, wiggling back and forth, trying to escape this constant, agonizing pleasure. The will to please her mistress and the fear of failing, still winning the battle against her rebelling body. But for how much longer? Ashley begins to hallucinate. She cannot focus her mind away from the thoughts that enter it: White panties, tightly pulled against a cunt, its moisture soaking the material through. Ashley no longer has the mental energy to fight her body. She surrenders her will to the chemicals racing through her blood. As the device pulses inside her, it pushes waves of pleasure through her swollen, soaking cunt. She continues to fantasize. She imagines Miss Rose in front of her, kissing her lips. She imagines Tessa, clad in cute white socks, wildly licking her pussy. Even the slave, her wet holes gushing into Ashley's mouth. As Ashley lets herself slide into fantasy, her hips begin to rock gently. The vibrator pushes warm, pent-up juices out of her pussy. They drip down off of the leather belt between her legs and pool on the floor. Ashley begins to moan wildly. She's losing all sense of control, of will. She rides the waves of pleasure as they push her relentlessly closer to orgasm. The perfect orgasm of relief, of the sheer ecstasy that she's been begging for! Her clit throbs with sensation as her pussy begins to contract. Her cunt overflows with moisture between her legs. Closer and closer. Ashley feels the edge sliding towards her. A beautiful glint of excitement runs through the nerves in her ass. They run up her spine into her nipples. She moans with pleasure. She can fight it no longer. The Escort Mecidiyeköy vibrating waves of pure heaven push down towards her belly. The thick, wet muscles inside her ass and cunt, swell and tighten. I can't do this. I can't hold on any longer. I'm going to lose my mind. I can't do this! I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum! The egg stops vibrating. Ashley screams with pent up frustration into the panties. Her whole body shakes in desperation. Her arms and legs fight wildly against her restraints. She can do nothing. *quot;Ahh!*quot; Ashley shouts, pleading through her wet gag. She hangs her head in hopelessness. This torture will never end? This will go on forever.* The sensation of her potential orgasm slowly begins to fall away. It feels like her insides are being pulled apart. The strain on her muscles and nerves is too much for her to take. Her eyes tear up from the stress. The aching in her pussy is no longer dull, but sharp. Her vagina contracts tightly around the vibrator, everything swollen to the point of bursting. Every second, her body sends agonizing signals throughout her, demanding relief. Ashley doesn't know what to do. She can barely move, she can't touch herself. She is forced to stay bent over, waiting. Her lips tremble as the panties fill her mouth. Ashley shuts her eyes tightly, hoping the vibrator turns on again. Fuck it! I can't do this anymore. I'm just going to cum. Whatever my punishment will be? it can't be worse than this. I can't do this anymore. I don't need it on for long. One more time... Ashley wiggles her toes and tries to get her sore legs as comfortable as possible. Ashley tastes Miss Rose on the panties and remembers the smell of her beautiful pussy. Ashley's nipples harden and press firmly into the table's surface. She imagines that Tessa is behind her, getting ready to lick her pussy and get her off. The belt around her waist and crotch feels tight and wet. She can feel her swollen clit pulsing against the thick leather strap. The egg sits dormant inside her insatiable pussy. It's soaking walls squeezing it tightly from all sides. The vibrator comes to life. It causes Ashley to scream out in joy, unexpectedly. This is it! I can't fucking wait. Oh god... Ashley rocks her ass up and down, imagining Tessa's fingers are inside her. She licks and sucks the wet panties in her mouth, as though she was pleasing her Mistress. Her wrists and ankles push against their restraints as her body writhes with growing pleasure. Ashley can feel the juices in her pussy overflowing through her tightly closed lips. The dripping wetness causes her whole body to tremble as she feels her glorious relief coming towards her. Oh fuck yes? Just a few more Merter escort seconds! Ashley's moaning through the gag grows incredibly loud. The egg stops. No! It can't! No! This isn't fair! Ashley reels against her restraints. Desperately trying to free herself, so she can fuck herself and cum. But it's no use. She can do nothing but writhe helplessly against the desperate urges of her body. She shakes and trembles uncontrollably, sending shooting, cramping pain throughout her body. It punishes her, for again, depriving it of orgasm. Alone, restrained and wet, Ashley can do nothing but endure her punishment. ~~~ For the next half hour, the process repeats. Every five minutes or so, the egg turns on, bringing Ashley to the edge and then stopping again. Too short for Ashley to cum, but long enough to make her gush and moan. Being forced to wait for the sensation to return, is torment. Every minute is an agonizing hour as her pussy aches and throbs. Always more intense, more painful, more demanding. ~~~ Ashley is weak and exhausted. Her insides are swollen and knotted. Every nerve ending sizzles with, some feeling caught between pleasure and pain. The darkness and silence have consumed her. The only sound in the room comes from her own moans, and the subtle vibrating inside her. Ashley has all but given up. Her willpower is gone and her mind is bent. Her jaw still gently clasps the panties in her mouth, but only out of a means of stress relief do they stay in. Ashley feels it would be better then biting down on her own tongue in the midst of her anguish. Ashley's cunt is the only thing she can think about. She is a prisoner to it. Miss Rose may be in charge of the dungeon, but now, Ashley would do anything her cunt wanted her too. SCREEK! The metal door to the chamber grinds open against the stone floor. Ashley feels a wave of immense happiness wash over her body. Someone is here! Finally! Please let this be over, please! Let this be done! Miss Rose steps through the doorway. Her long perfect legs cast beautiful shadows across the room. Ashley whines a sigh of relief. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably. Ashley can only hear Miss Rose's heels clicking on the stone towards her, as her eyes are full of water. *quot;Ohh, my dear. I'm sorry for leaving you alone so long,*quot; Miss Rose says, lovingly. Ashley mumbles a whimper through her gag. Miss Rose gently caresses Ashley's left cheek. *quot;Let me get that for you?*quot; She pulls the panties out of Ashley's exhausted mouth. Ashley moves her jaw slowly, trying to relax the muscles in her face. *quot;Thank you Miss Rose! Thank you so much for coming back,*quot; Ashley says, sounding desperate. Miss Rose smiles as she places the panties on the table. Her long black nylons stop just at the curve of her ass, which is still fully exposed. Ashley's pulse races as she waits for Miss Rose to speak. Her eyes jump across her Mistress' gorgeous figure. But Miss Rose doesn't say anything. She just slowly raises her hand, to show Ashley the remote she's holding. Ashley's cunt quivers in anticipation.