1. The New Model


    Date: 6/6/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Drug, Female / Girl, Teen, Author: pablopepperoni, Rating: 71.4, Source: sexstories.com

    collar, buckling together. Straps from the corners of her mouth, attached to the ring were brought around the side of her face and then brought together at the back of her head and secured. The web of straps, then buckled tightly on and around the Jessie' head and throat gave an almost nightmarish vision of the teenager's face. With her mouth stretched and held open by the over-sized “O,” every few seconds, just the tip of her tongue would slip out – as though it was peeping out into the open. But then it would recede back into the warm wet confines of the seventeen year old's mouth. A ribbon of thick, bubble infested drool formed and soon poured from the ring gagged mouth. It poured out and it plopped down onto her chest, then pouring down the center of her developing breasts. A sob followed from the frightened teenager's mouth. “Almost finished.” Amanda said and then picked up what looked like a “Y”-shaped chain. At each ends of the chain were spring loaded, lethal looking crocodile clamps. Jessie didn't understand what she was looking at but figured it wasn't a good thing. The feeling was overall she wasn't in a good place, but it was too late to do anything about it. Amanda dangled the clamped chains from one hand, as she rolled the girl's small nipples between her thumbs and forefingers over the top of the corset cups. She continued the process until both of her nipples had changed color, become darker, and button like in their erection. Amanda woman was able to handle ...
    such nipples with a confidence, almost an arrogance. It was as though she was used to exciting the nipples of such young girls – it was as though she relished and enjoyed doing just that. For the Jessie, her mind was thrown into a world of confusion and almost of trauma as an unfamiliar throb established itself within the base of each of her nipples. That throb, which seemed to feed up to the tips of each nipple, was not unpleasant to her. Like an itch, but a pleasurable one that if she could have scratched, promised to be even more pleasurable. Heightened by the drug ecstasy which she was feed added another layer of absolute utter confusion to the melting mind of the teenager. “MMMMM AAAAA GGGGGHHHHHHHH AAAAAAARRRGGGGHHHHHHHH.” Amanda opened the first clip and let it close around the base of Jessie' left nipple. There was a large intake of breath, then nothing. Even the wet whimpering had simply stopped, as though suspended in mid-air. There was no scream, at first. It was the young girl's brain, processing what she was feeling. It would have been just seconds, but in reality seemed like a much longer time before the scream came. It was preceded by a thick, catapulting of drool from the center of the ring gag. The crocodile clip sinking deep around the base of the nipple, distorting it, squeezing it. And then a series of little 'clicks' – tiny little clicks that signified the teeth of the clamps piercing that slightly rough flesh of the base of the nipple. The noise coming ...
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