Mr. Grey smiled sardonically and ran a hand over my body like it was a car.
"I am going to give you over to the Beast. Just like in Roman times. I will be the Caesar, some of the clients will be watching your body abused for entertainment, and another client will get to use you for his fantasy."
I looked at him. Between that and having my nipples pierced... I was happier to be given to the Beast. Besides, some of the things that the clients have liked made my pussy drip when I thought about it.
He took hold of my face. "Say you want it. Say you want the Beast to give you exercise."
I had learned enough not to fight Mr. Grey. "Give me to the Beast... for exercise."
Mr Grey nodded to someone I could not see from where I was chained up. He moved to a throne-like chair. A number of men came to sit on seats. They all had little buckets beside them. I didn't know what they were for.
Then the Beast came out.
A tall thin man dressed as a doctor wheeled out a machine that had a dildo on the end of it. The doctor positioned me to be on my knees before the machine, and I had an idea what was to come next.
The machine was started, repositioned, adjusted, the speed slowly increased, the range increased... all carefully adjusted by the doctor. It fucked me over and over.
To begin with I could control myself, but with the adjustments he was making he had me sopping wet and beginning to groan.
One man threw a ripe tomato at me and yelled for me to put on more of a show.
The fucking machine continued and I began to caress my breasts, much to the happiness of the audience.
It had no mercy, it would not give me a break between the orgasms... the world began to black out... |