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To move the clamps on the arms and legs away was not very difficult, because the tension of Dana's muscles loosened the clamps in addition. Lisa gave the doctor a bit tired after all the O 'Nine Tails and massaged her upper arms. At least she had the intention to do so, but she never got. Dr. Lenz gave her a slim, black whip and ordered: "And now the rest. Until now you've been good, now just do not get wrong thoughts!" Again, Lisa introduced Dana, in her face the fear was clearly visible. A whistle was heard, then a loud clap, as the crop found its target. Dana cried out, and once again as the whip a moment later hit a second time. I could watch no longer. Ashamed, I closed my eyes, and heard only the whistling, clapping, and the increasingly loud cries of my mistress. At last there was silence, but not for long. "And now we turn the slave girl on her back, and the game starts again." was the doctor heard. "No, I implore Lord, please be merciful. I can not stand it anymore" Dana begged a bit tedious and difficult to understand because of the clamps on her tongue, but at the sound of her voice, I opened my eyes again. Her whole front side seemed flushed and her face was flooded with tears. "No problem. Simone takes over in the penalty" he offered her. Before I could react, however, she replied: "No. It is my punishment." I did not care what the spectators thought of me. I closed my eyes again, bent my head down and hoped it would pass quickly. I wondered if I should not really be in her place, but secretly I knew, I would not have endured. A few meters away a whip slapped after the other on Dana's back, and now she gave no more effort, or she was too exhausted. Anyway, she cried again at every stroke, her resistance seemed broken. She was not accustomed to that, because usually she was on the right side of the whip. But this torture was over, and as it was silent again, I dared to open my eyes. Dana was hanging around right now and her entire skin had assumed that nasty red. Lisa was a bit lost in front of her and had to watch, how the doctor moistened a towel with iodine from a special bottle and began to rub her breasts. Dana moaned silent, but hung otherwise weak in her bonds. He took the time to rub her whole body, even when he reached in this position her back more difficult. The two were whispering silent to each other, but their roles were clearly understood. Dana kept the view lowered always humble, while the doctor smiled cryptically at her and the audience. After he had finished his work, he handed the bottle Lisa, she wore it to the still-covered instruments of torture. I thought it was over, as he dissolved Dana's leg shackles. Disappointed, I had to watch that he tied her legs to her wrists, as she had previously done also with one of the slaves. |
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Image of a shackled slave girl, waiting for her punishment. The legs are spread wide, her pussy is defenseless exposed to the pain.
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The torture instruments penetrate the slave girl, after whipping follow extreme pussy treatments. |
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