I had calibrated it so that the pleasure overwhelmed her about three steps in front of any of the doors. I’d later heard (and watched the recordings) that she’d been unable to move from that spot for an hour. Mature porn Then there was an induction coil that powered a rabbit vibrator, pressed up against her G-spot and her clit. I saw hope die in her eyes as she looked around and realized she had no other option. “Will you prove to me you want to be my slave?”
“Yes, please, ooooooh, anything!”
The orgasms were making it hard to talk. Once she understood, she was eager to please. I’d broken in two new slaves and found two new reliable methods. It’s okay. I left her in the main room of my house, in clear sight of the door. There’s more than one way to skin a cat, I’ve heard it said. She was whimpering, quietly savouring the ending of the savage pleasure I’d subjected her to.
