She'd almost slumped into the chair when Liz helped her around. The droning pain and tension in her legs was still palpable and made her feel tired, but being seated made her relax a little. That guy Doug, he seemed to almost enjoy it when his cock and balls were pinched and pegged! Louise felt thrilled, for once she was getting to see her husban's submissive side. But looking over at Liz's lean, string jaws and powerful poise she felt tingles of fear too. It was just a scary feeling to be in the hands of another woman like this.
The feeling of stinginess and sweat in her legs made her yelp softly into the ring gag; she breathed hard trying to fight it.
"Oh, come now slave, I know you can do better than that" Liz said, turning to look at her. "I can see your naked pussy, it belongs to me, but I really don't want to have to give it the whip..."
Louise grunted and tried to straigthen herself to assume pose, she felt her bound arms weighing at he back, but hearing Liz talk like that sent a soft flash through her. The skin of her modesty seemed to flush. being owned and controlled by another woman - by this woman, having to kneel to her and beg her for the right to cum...the idea ran through her. It was both frightful and hot, it seemed just too much.. No! Nnngh!! And what would that mean to Doug?
The man fifteen feet away from her moaned as the clothes pegs bit into hs genitals, he was in Liz' power like she was herself. Liz eyed him and seemed to consider if she should whip him again, one more time. He scratched his foot, looking like a servant. Liz bent down to get some tool.
Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Louise got to her feet, felt the floor so she was stable and ran off, swerving beside a pole and some whips hung up on a stand. She leaned forward, fettered by the armbinder.on her back, and panting in low, gruff sounds.
"Hey, Loui-ise!" Liz cried out. She didn't answer and two seconds later Lix exclaimed "Fuckin' slave!" and set off running after her.
Louise took aim for the door to the small kitchen beside the dungeon, hoping there would be anpther staircase up there. Her mind was close to panic. She had suddenly had enough, revulsion and fear and some kind of pity for Doug rolled through her like a wave. Behind her she could just hear Liz' footsteps.
Abruptly her knee hit a thin metal bar jutting out, attached to a sawhorse. She felt the sharp pain, cried out and tried to lean left while running, but her feet skidded on the floor. Louise feel forward and her corseted stomach hit the cold floor mat.. "Mmnnnghhh!!"
Her entire body quivered and ached as she lay there, opening her eyes and wishing she was outside, just not here. She groaned and tried to kick out, then suddenly started crying softly and stutteringly as she heard Liz approaching behind her,.
"I thought I could trust you, slave louise"






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