Thread: Scarlett's Biggest Fan (DeRe x glasspearls)

Just above the bunker Chase kept a little crash pad he used to rest between rape sessions. He sat down at a round formica table with some reheated Chinese and and laptop playing a live feed of Scarlett's torture. There was a good twenty minute period where he needed to do nothing but relax and let her suffer. Wolfing down the lukewarm noodles he chortled to himself as he watched her writhe and thrash about in pure agony, the flickering candle searing the most intimate parts of her body. Her screams sang tinny and digitized through the tiny speakers. The seductive body she had worked so hard to make desirable and perfect was now being pushed well beyond its limits. Despite his cock already being chafed raw by three successive fucks, Chase felt it grow firm once more as he listened to the inhuman sounds Scarlett was making. The burning wax was dragging her back and forth between agony and ecstasy, and in her mingled moans of suffering and pleasure he detected the first traces of her spirit breaking. All her determination and arrogant fight was ebbing away as her loins throbbed with fire. He knew she had always fancied herself a mistress of pleasure but this new feeling was an utterly alien sensation to her body. Finishing off his meal, Chase decided to go back down early, his passions maddened afresh by Scarlett's exquisite suffering. She was about five minutes away from being seriously burnt, but he knew right now she would agree to anything. He waited just outside the doorway, listening to her pleas grow more frantic and her voice break as the pain in her pussy just got worse and worse. Then he heard her say the words, albeit in utter desperation rather than voluntarily, but it was a good start. He waited for her to become truly frantic, feeling the open flame on her cunt, and to repeat the line several more times before he finally stepped back through into the dungeon. He took slow, deliberate steps as he entered the room. Barely paying attention to her shrieks and sobs, Chase waited until the last minute before pinching out the candle flame. He pulled it out and tossed it aside, the dry wax tearing off the red burning flesh of Scarlett's pussy. Vigorously he rubbed the rest of the encrusted wax off her, chafing her even more all over her lower body. In his other hand he had some ice cubes from the garage, and inserted two of them into her cunt. The third he traced around inside her thighs until it swiftly melted from the raging heat of her sweat-soaked body. With a few solid yanks on a nearby winch he pulled her all the way up to the ceiling, with her feet now pressed against the roof. Her bobbing head was suspended at about waist height, her matted hair swinging below like a golden curtain. Running a thumb along her luscious, swollen lips he growled Master wants his filthy whore to show she truly gives herself to him. Chase then seized her hair roughly and drove his cock deep into her tiny mouth for a second time. As she was swinging upside town the thrusts hit the back of her throat and cut off her breathing with every pounding thrust, and she made weird, wet gagging noises as her drool ran down Chase's shaft. Scarlett jerked up and down on the chain like a marionette. She was a flesh-and-blood Barbie being pushed and pulled like a pervert's toy. Her breasts bounced vigorously, still a magnificent sight despite all the extensive bruising and cuts that marred their once-perfect form. Chase decided the next stage would involve using electric shocks on those exceptional tits, easily the most sensitive part of her tender body. Already shagged-out through the near constant fucking, it took Chase nearly ten minutes to cum. He pulled out a little earlier this time, allowing a few gobs of semen to join the slutty mess smeared across Scarlett's face. Then he slapped her several times with his wet, flaccid dick and barked Thank Master when he cums in you!