Page 120 of Master of My Heart

Her will withered and she buried her face in the pillow. Neil grabbed her hair and yanked her head up. “Who did you see dismembered?” She tried and shake her head, but he pulled it back more. “Who?”

“M-my mother,” she whispered, her heart aching at the memory of her birth mother’s torture and death. It wasn’t the only person she’d seen dismembered, but it was the most horrible one she could remember. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to forget, but she couldn’t. The memory played out until a sharp pain came from her pussy. She moaned at the shock. Electricity. She knew the sensation well. He hit her thigh with the shock and she jumped, making him laugh.

A ding sounded from the computer. When she didn’t move, Neil buried the probe, she assumed that was what he was using, into her pussy. She screeched in pain. “Read it, bitch!” he growled. “That’s your only warning.”

Sabrina turned her head and blinked away the tears. “‘Spread her open,’” she read.

Neil moved to the side of her. She moaned as he pulled her sore pussy apart.

“‘Very nice,’” Sabrina read. “‘Now, clip her hood out of the way so her clit is totally vulnerable.’”

Neil retrieved the alligator clamps he’d used on her nipples. A moment later, she felt the teeth on the sensitive flesh of the hood of her clit. She felt something around her leg and the clamps dug in as she felt cool air against her clit.

Ding. She looked at the computer. “‘I think you should see the show, too, Sabrina.’”

A picture popped up in the corner of the screen. It took her a moment to figure out that it must be the feed from his camera. It was the back end of a woman, and when Sabrina moved, the woman on the camera moved. It was her. She saw herself, spread open and vulnerable.

Ding. “‘Use the cattle probe. Sabrina, don’t close your eyes.’”

She whimpered as she saw the black stick approaching her most vulnerable area. She saw the spark and felt the pain. The sparks of electricity lit up her pussy as he moved it around and she jerked, trying to escape the pain. He left no part untouched—inner and outer lips, her clit. He even thrust inside a few times. Each spark made her scream and her body jerk. Her nipples pressed and scraped against the mattress, every movement amplifying the pain in her breasts. Her pussy swelled and became bright red as the assault continued. The high-definition camera left nothing to the imagination.

She had no idea how much time passed before the computer dinged again.

“‘Taste her.’”

Neil’s red hair blocked the view and she closed her eyes as she felt his mouth on her. It hurt and felt good at the same time. He licked and sucked enthusiastically, not gently. He chewed on the inflamed tissue, making her jerk away from him.

Ding. “‘Make the whore come.’”

Neil concentrated on her clit, the pain and pleasure building. She moved her hips, trying to escape his assault, but he held her hips still and sucked on her until she came, screaming in pain and pleasure.

“You fucking cunt,” Neil sneered, her body convulsing with the remnants of her orgasm. He slid his finger inside her and she trembled. “Master said you would get off on the pain, but I didn’t really believe him.” He flicked her clit and she trembled again. “You really are a fucking pain slut, aren’t you?” He held a glistening finger in front of her face. “Look how much you came. Look at what a slut you are.”

Sabrina buried her face in the pillow, which was wet from her tears. He was right. Maybe this was where she really belonged. She was a pain slut. She liked the pain. Not when it was happening, but what kind of person comes so hard while her body was still wracked with pain?

Ding. “‘Eat the whore’s cum.’”

Neil chuckled and she felt his tongue digging into her body, obeying her Master. He spread her open, to the point of pain, as he sucked her juices in obedience.

Ding. “‘Probe her again.’”

The cattle probe appeared on the screen again. She jerked and screamed as he electrocuted her repeatedly. Her body was even more sensitive now, so every jolt was a thousand times worse than before.

Ding. “‘Stop.’”

Her pussy was bright red, her clit swollen to twice its size.

Ding. “‘Make her come again.’”

It only took a few flicks of Neil’s thumb on her oversensitive clit before Sabrina writhed in another orgasm. He tasted her, biting and sucking hard, and she came again. Her whole body trembled, feeling like it wouldn’t stop.

Ding. “‘Put the anal probe in her, turn it on, then you can take a break.’”

Neil produced a large metal butt plug with wires coming out of it. Without any sort of preparation, he began shoving it into her tight hole. Sabrina groaned, then shrieked as he tried to force it into her body. She felt a line of blood trickling down her thigh. Neil grinned and gave one last shove. She reared up as the plug popped into place, then she collapsed back onto the bed.

She struggled and gasped, trying to accept and adjust to the intruder, but before she could, her ass lit on fire. She stared at the screen with wide eyes, wondering why there were no flames. Then, in the haze her mind had escaped to, she realized it was electricity shooting into her body. It pulsed, throbbed, and vibrated. There was no pattern, nothing consistent to help her anticipate and accept the pain. Sometimes it lasted for mere seconds. Sometimes it seemed to last an hour.

Neil sat down at the table and started stroking his dick as Sabrina sobbed and writhed in pain.

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