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Gina 3/3
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part 3 of 3 GINA
You can feel Mistress Anna as she removes your ball gag. "Don't
scream, my dear girl, no one besides us could hear you, and you would
just get the gag again. Now I want you to answer some questions to
my satisfaction, and address me properly while you do that. Do you
understand, my dear?" You nod your head. "Dear Gina, a nod is
unacceptable. You must answer me out loud, so that your friends may
hear also." You feel her caress your nipple and then she squeezes
HARD. You moan loudly. "Again dear, do you understand?" "Yes," you
reply. "Obviously you do not, or you would address me as Mistress
Anna. I see you need a constant reminder." You feel her fondle your
nipple again. No pinch comes, but your nipple is drawn to an erect
and turgid state. Then you feel a sharpness that is unyielding on
that nipple. "That is a nipple clamp you feel, and you will wear it
from now on due to your disobedience. Do you understand NOW what I
want?"
"Y-yes, M-M-Mistress Anna," you reply. "That is better. Now answer
these questions loudly, as they are for the benefit of your friends
present. First, please tell these assembled friends that you are a
bitch and a slut, and thank them for treating you like one." While
asking the question, Mistress Anna has begun to stroke your tender
pussy again, now and again brushing against your clitty. All you can
do is give a loud moan as the pressure between
your legs begins to build again.
a question. Perhaps this will help you remember." And now your
other nipple feels the taste of a clamp as well. You arch your back
and thrust your breasts up into the air. But the clamps hold onto
your nipples unyieldingly. They are painful, but they also make you
very aware of how turned on you are. "Now my dear, please tell your
friends what kind of person you are."
"Ummmm, oh yesss, Mistress Anna, I am a slut bitch, and I deserve to
be treated this way. Thank you for giving me what I deserve." You
feel Mistress Anna's fingers increase their speed inside your pussy,
and they now begin to rub insistently and directly on your hard,
erect clit. You begin to shake as you feel your orgasm coming on,
closer and closer. And the hand goes away, leaving just the anguish
of nothingness. You moan loudly. "Oh God, Mistress Anna, please
don't stop, please, please," you beg. "Gina, please ask me to fill
you sweet ass with a butt plug." "Oh please, please, Mistress Anna,
yes, please fill my tight ass with your butt plug. Oh, please let me
come!"
You feel oil running from your slit down to your tiny rosette bud,
and a finger lubricating your ass. Then something hard is slowly
teasing open your sphincter muscles, pressing gently against you
opening. "Now relax, Gina, relax and this will go much easier. And
tell me, to whom does this delicious ass of yours belong to?"
"Oh, my dear God, it's yours, Mistress Anna, it belongs to you.
Please fill it up," you practically scream now as you feel the plug
work its way slowly up your ass. You struggle to relax your ass, but
that only enhances the pain in your nipples. Suddenly, Mistress Anna
has resumed her massage of your clit. You can't believe how hot this
Mistress has made you. The thought of how you must look, tied
securely, nipple clamps distending your breasts, butt plug firmly and
snugly in place, and a pussy on fire makes you even hotter. But now
you can almost feel the start of an orgasm, the intensity of which
you have never before felt. You feel Mistress Anna's fingers slow
and her whispered breath at your ear. "My dear, you've done
admirably for the first time. I need a slave girl to be at my beck
and call. Are you the one?" "Oh yes," you moan back, "you make me
feel so good."
"Good," says Mistress Anna. "You belong to me now. And when you
come, I want you to tell everyone here exactly that. Your friends
will know that you are now a willing slave of mine, and they will
have use of you whenever I see fit." Suddenly, you feel your new
Mistress's tongue dancing upon your clitty. As you crescendo to
heights you've never known before, you hear yourself screaming,
"Mistress Anna, oh God its so good, you are my Mistress and you own
me completely."
THE END
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