Date: 1/2/2018, Categories: Fetish, Author: marietv, Source: LushStories
The performances are strictly by invitation. The madame knows who the real high-rollers are among her clientele, and only those with the fattest wallets and the most urgent needs rate a trip to the deepest cellar of her luxury establishment. Down there, accommodations are much less comfortable, just hard, cold, stone walls, steel cages and devices intended to restrain the suffering bodies of beautiful young women. The cruel show is staged for maximum drama and powerful titillation. The madame‘s sultry voice echoes from hidden speakers as she presents Sierra, the fallen angel, for their internal delight. An electric motor growls to life overhead. Doors slide open in the ceiling and a spectacular blonde wearing only black feathered wings strapped to her back and high heels on her feet is slowly lowered into the room. Dangling by her wrists, her statuesque body is agonizingly stretched by her own weight so every sinew stands out against her luscious flesh. Ruthlessly trained for this act and thoroughly greased beforehand, Sierra opens her thighs around the device onto which she's lowered, impaling her pink slit on the upright dildo. Arms still held high overhead, she can only squirm and grind when the machine is activated and the motorized probe begins churning her insides and thrumming her clit. Sierra’s muscular thighs tense as she deliberately lifts herself an inch or two, only to sink back down, shafting herself even deeper. The watching men and women masturbate ...