Anna still cannot fully process the situation. Hours ago she was a model adored by millions, now she is captive, no longer in control of her own body.
Kyle attaches wire to Romy's bound wrists and pulls it taut. Addition of a spreader bar increases Romy's vulnerability and she dreads of the next step.
Lisa smiles: "I think you should also have your fun," and inserts vibrator into Romy.
Kyle laughs, "And I bet you have not had enough!", repeating the same procedure for Anna.
"Have a good time, girls," smiles Kyle as he leaves and turns off the light, leaving the two models suffer in darkness.
"Have a good time, girls," smiles Kyle as he leaves and turns off the light, leaving the two models suffer in darkness.
"Have a good time, girls," smiles Kyle as he leaves and turns off the light, leaving the two models suffer in darkness.
After what feels like eternity of constant stimulation, Kyle and Lisa return to the basement. Lisa releases Romy from the ceiling hook and she immediately collapses, worn down from the hours of constant orgasms.
"Have a good time, girls," smiles Kyle as he leaves and turns off the light, leaving the two models suffer in darkness.
"Have a good time, girls," smiles Kyle as he leaves and turns off the light, leaving the two models suffer in darkness.
"Have a good time, girls," smiles Kyle as he leaves and turns off the light, leaving the two models suffer in darkness.
After what feels like eternity of constant stimulation, Kyle and Lisa return to the basement. Lisa releases Romy from the ceiling hook and she immediately collapses, worn down from the hours of constant orgasms.
After what feels like eternity of constant stimulation, Kyle and Lisa return to the basement. Lisa releases Romy from the ceiling hook and she immediately collapses, worn down from the hours of constant orgasms.
Lisa unties Romy's hands. "You have had your fun. Now it is your turn to earn your keep." Romy, worn down from pain and exhaustion, complies without trying to resist.
Lisa unties Romy's hands. "You have had your fun. Now it is your turn to earn your keep." Romy, worn down from pain and exhaustion, complies without trying to resist.
Romy uses her tongue when Lisa sits on her face. Disgusted, Romy tries to fulfill the task. Luckily, Lisa soon shudders and climaxes.
Romy uses her tongue when Lisa sits on her face. Disgusted, Romy tries to fulfill the task. Luckily, Lisa soon shudders and climaxes.
Kyle watches Lisa and Romy intently. He moves and cuts the ropes holding Anna to the pole. "Well, it seems that it will be your task to make me happy."
Kyle watches Lisa and Romy intently. He moves and cuts the ropes holding Anna to the pole. "Well, it seems that it will be your task to make me happy."
After the washing, the girls are hosed with cold water and left to dry, shivering from cold.
Kyle and Lisa take Romy down and dress her in provocative lingerie. Despite her career as a model, Romy is humiliated by the transparent clothing, designed to enhance and exhibit her beautiful body.
Anna fares similar fate. The captors dress the beautiful model in figure-hugging glitter dress that barely covers her nipples and crotch.
"Alright, slaves, let's go and meet your buyer," smiles Kyle. The two models are filled with dread. Who will it be and what has he in store for the two friends?
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"I thought you had tamed these sluts!" Prince berates Kyle as he rubs his aching genitals. "Well, no matter," he continues as he summons a pair of strapping bodyguards. "It's time these two earned their salary anyway," he snarled. "And, baby, I''m going to enjoy every minute of it," he growled as he cast a hateful glance at Anna, his piggish eyes locked on Anna's deep and shameless decolletage.
Each of Prince's guards produced a taser and approached the scantily clad beauty who had so angered her new master.
Golden-haired Romy could only look on in dismay as Prince proclaimed Anna as his 'pain toy.' Was it possible that their new master would be even more sadistic, more hateful than Kyle?
Anna shrank back in horror at the sight of the electric devices. She had never seen one close up before, but she had heard that they were capable of inflicting almost unbearable pain without leaving much in the way of marks.
"Nnnngghh!!" she cried out, her soprano voice muffled by the tight-fitting gag. "Ngghhhh!!"
"That's it, boys. Drive her to her knees!" the Prince growled. "She'll be spending a lot of time there real soon."
Then, becoming more and more aroused by the sight of the ebony-haired beauty's half-bared breasts and soft, silky thighs. "Give it to her, boys! Give it to her good! Teach this slut a lesson she won't forget!"
"Sorry, baby," the bodyguard gloated as he moved the taser closer. "But you asked for it!"
Then the muscular brute triggered the stun gun, sending crackling currents of electricity through Anna's upper body.
The model's body convulsed in a paroxysm of agony for a second or two, setting her gorgeous breasts into a delicious jiggle beneath the minuscule strips of fabric that only half-covered them.