Long impalement, and spiked ball clamp initiation
That cunt is just an object to use and torture, a cunt to be raped, is something that cunt understood quite clearly today.
Cunt spent its Saturday naked, and because it was home alone, it was available for use by its Master whenever and however He might want. Cunt surely felt that way. Well aware that if Master would choose to ignore it for the weekend, that would have been perfectly appropriate for His inferior possession. It would have been horny, naked, waiting until it could be of use again. Instead, Master did decide to use His property and cunt was happy that it could serve.
Master thought it would be a good moment to have cunt spend a long session impaled on THE IMPALER, a session that had been long overdue. And so cunt was very nervous too, thinking about what its Master would be requiring from it. Cunt experiences 30 minutes of impalement as tough, an hour is agonizing (its thoughts went back to last year's punishment) and cunt knew it would be spending at least that. With closed hood, and with 1.5kg of extra weight hanging from its balls, just above the floor when THE IMPALER was balls deep in its cunt, to give it extra incentive to fully lower itself. And clover clamps on its teats. Legs wide and hands behind its back. Swinging the teat clamps, but no touching of the slave cock.
Impaled balls deep on THE IMPALER and in darkness, cunt was soon struggling with the position, moaning and later crying from the predicament. Feeling the intensity of THE IMPALER, causing pressure pain deep inside, burning legs from not quite being able to sit down, trying to keep its breathing calm as the hood limits the air intake. Focusing on the intensity in its cunt, realizing this is its place, nothing more than a cunt to torture and rape. Suffering like this for what turned out to be about an hour and a half.
After this, Master required cunt to start riding on THE IMPALER for about half an hour more, again with closed hood. Weight lifting with its balls with the weight still attached. It felt the intensity and the rawness of the dildo, while continuing to ride it deep as expected by its Master. Cunt experienced it as a lesson in humility. Its cunt used for its Master's pleasure, regardless of any pleasure cunt may experience from all this. And it was clear to cunt that Master wanted it to realize this, to understand its place.
Master allowed cunt some rest and then used it again in the evening...
Master considered it time to introduce cunt's second home made torture device: the spiked ball clamp.
First, Master had cunt play with its teats. They were hurting from the afternoon session and therefore also super sensitive and horny. Then, the ball clamp was applied. In the course of an hour and a half, Master had cunt twist the screws tighter a little bit each time. Cunt felt eager to suffer, knowing that the more pain it was in, the more pleasure that would bring its Master. The pain started as a burning sensation from the nails pressing into the ball sac, but soon enough the dull pain of the pressure delivered to the balls themselves was added to the mix. Which turned into a continuous pain in the groin, like after getting hit in the balls. Master was in control of the screws and cunt was feeling the ervousness of the increased pain with each turn, while feeling the need to give Master what it could take. Needing more, fearing more. Cunt found it very humiliating to play with its teats in the mean time, and to feel the horniness of the plug in its cunt, while in this pain. Horny pleasure and pain, all determined by its Master, experiencing them in surrender, its body just an instrument to play.
Master at some point had cunt stand up with its legs spread, letting the clamp hang from its balls and feel the weight. With the pain its balls were in already, it felt like the clamp was super heavy. Cunt was suffering from the strong pressure of the spikes into its balls, the pain in its groin, suffering for its Master's pleasure. Master had cunt twist the screws tighter one last time for the final part of the session...
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