He went back to the drawer and pulled out an EpiPen, stabbing it into her leg, her eyes shot wide and she tried to gasp through her nose. Indian sex “Final ball my little whore, you keep them all in and you’re free, but let them out and you’re mine.” He whispered into her ear. More than food, more than water, this would hurt her, scar her, change her fundamentally. Opening the door, he saw her lying there, covered in sweat, naked as the day she was born, and bearing marks all over her legs, belly and he knew her back and ass. She felt the final ball slide inside of herself and when her first orgasm crashed into her she felt as though her world was shattering. Your whole life spent as a cocksucking failure.”
He pulled out a three small metal balls, and began rolling them around in his hands. All mine, you gave yourself up, and this was all your doing.” He told her dragging her face up to meet his as he told her. He smiled and reached into the fridge for a beer, time to settle in for another long night. Instead she was laying still, trying to sleep, with her arms secured to either side of the bed, and her legs strapped to the ends, he knew she
