Pleasure bench suffering for the entertainment of superior Men

As cunt was sitting on its pleasure bench in the darkness of its enclosed hood this evening, it imagined sitting like that in the corner of a room as a horny slave ornament for its Master and superior Men. 

The status difference could not be greater. Cunt lost in a world of pleasure and pain. Not able to see anything. Made horny by the fat plug that it is impaled on, the slave cock under great pressure in its tiny cage, feeling ready to explode. Painfully rocking on the pleasure bench and swinging the intensely painful clamps on its teats in a frustrating attempt to increase the horniness, in the hopes that maybe this time it rises to the point of an uncontrollable anal orgasm from the plug. Meanwhile, the Men that it serves are relaxing comfortably, perhaps largely ignoring cunt's silent (or not so silent) suffering. That's simply what it is there for. Suffering for Their entertainment.

The pleasure bench session left cunt in its familiar state of a burning ass and very painful teats, with a horny itch in its cunt from the stimulation of the Rocket plug. Made horny by it, humiliated by it, and using its mouth to thank it afterwards for it all.