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The performances are strictly by invitation. The madame knows who the real high-rollers are among her clientele, and only those with the fattest wallets and the most urgent needs rate a trip to the deepest cellar of her luxury establishment. Down there, accommodations are much less comfortable, just hard, cold, stone walls, steel cages and devices intended to restrain the suffering bodies of beautiful young women. The cruel show is staged for maximum drama and powerful titillation. The madame?s sultry voice echoes from hidden speakers as she presents Sierra, the fallen angel, for their internal delight. An electric motor growls to life overhead. Doors slide open in the ceiling and a spectacular blonde wearing only black feathered wings strapped to her back and high heels on her feet is slowly lowered into the room. Dangling by her wrists, her statuesque body is agonizingly stretched by her own weight so every sinew stands out against her luscious flesh. Ruthlessly trained for this act and thoroughly greased beforehand, Sierra opens her thighs around the device onto which she's lowered, impaling her pink slit on the upright dildo. Arms still held high overhead, she can only squirm and grind when the machine is activated and the motorized probe begins churning kumköy escort bayan her insides and thrumming her clit. Sierra?s muscular thighs tense as she deliberately lifts herself an inch or two, only to sink back down, shafting herself even deeper. The watching men and women masturbate themselves and each other, a couple of leashed slaves sinking to the floor to enhance their Masters enjoyment of the production with their oral skills. It?s only a matter of time until Sierra throws her head back, lets out a cry and comes in shuddering spasms atop the machine buzzing away in her gash. As the attendants come forward to remove the theatrical wings and bind Sierra with a body harness of festive red rope, the guests learn the name of the game. After she's come ten times, she?ll be given to the crowd for their personal enjoyment. One of the cages is wheeled to center stage and Sierra is chained inside it. A powerful wand vibrator is strapped between her legs, its broad head pulled tightly to her shaven parts at just the right angle to focus the sensations it produces on her clit. Rattling her chains against the bars of the cage, Sierra writhes in helpless heat, unable to silence her own lascivious moans and gasps kumköy escort as the relentless toy hums against her hard little button. Sierra can only imagine how sensitive and cum drunk she'll be when tonight?s guests finally get their hands on her and their cocks or strap ons inside her holes. Freed from the cage at last, she's balanced on trembling legs, her arms winched up behind her, forcing her to bend down and thrust her ass out toward the increasingly agitated crowd. lt?s a particularly humbling position, suggestive of uses to which she?ll later be put. Now, when the vibrator is mounted on a stand and pushed up against her from behind, she jiggles and shakes lewdly as soon as it comes to life. Perched on her perilous heels, it's all she can do to stay upright and avoid increasing the painful traction on her arms with pointless twisting and thrashing. Willing herself to be still, Sierra tries to fight it this time but it's no use. One of the attendants switches the vibe to a higher setting. Sierra?s strong legs begin quaking again. Sweat beads up on her creamy skin. She grits her teeth, wills herself to think about something else. But inevitably, the heat rises inside her. She lifts a leg, balancing precariously Escort kumköy in the attempt to shift the head of the scintillating monster away from the spot where it's been placed with such precision. Then it happens again. Sierra slams her stiletto heeled shoe down hard on the bare floor and jams her tail back against the O machine. Clamping it tight between her thighs, she opens her mouth and lets out a piercing shriek, coming so hard it hurts. Again applause erupts throughout the chamber, along wlth mocking laughter. She hears the names they call her and can't even catch a breath to deny them. After all, she's just given them further proof of how easy she really is. Someone is going to take ruthless advantage of that fact later on and she dreads it. Sierra will obey even the most degrading order or painful punishment in return for the privilege of liberating her ferocious libido, and anyone who knows that can make her jump through hoops and a whole lot more. Now everyone present knows that. What kinds of sadistic torments will they inflict on her, armed with that knowledge? From past experience in this place, she knows to expect the worst. There?s a certain type who believes that a slave?s pleasure is grounds enough in itself for punishment, and this room is full of them. It doesn?t matter. Sierra's fingers clutch at the air behind her. Her tits shake licentiously as the electrical jolts of yet another orgasm course through her contorted body. The pain in her shoulders from the hoisting of her arms only seems to intensity Sierras response.