"Your body is mind to do with as I see fit," he grasped a hold of her left nipple aggressively twisting it to emphasize his point. "And the third you are aware of, you will obey your orders or be punished. Speaking of which," he added with a devious smile pressing the button upon his watch. Annabelle cried out as the coils once more became electrified as they worked similar to that of a wireless charger, discharging a much stronger jolt that instantly rendered Annabelle unconscious before she even hit the floor. Anthony effortlessly lifted her into his arms carrying her through the house to one of his playrooms, which he lovingly referred to as the Disciplinarium. A fitting name as the room was mostly bare except for the walls which were covered in belts of various shapes and thicknesses, along with whips of all makes, canes and wooden rods also in various thicknesses. Yet it was the strange contraption positioned within the center of the room that drew Anthony's gaze, as he gently laid hard Annabelle down upon the floor, an excitement spreading across his face at what was about to happen. Chapter Two Erica, who had not got redressed fucked knowing that her husband would only punish her if she had, stood by the door with a perplexed look upon her face. Gazing questioningly towards the strange contraption, though she was used to many of Anthony's custom made sexual restraining racks, as well as other implements of his own design. She had never seen this particular rack with part of it being a wooden pillory, where Anthony positioned Annabelle's head and wrists before locking them in place securing it with a padlock trapping the unconscious girl. The pillory only sat a few inches off the floor meaning Annabelle should be laying flat on her stomach, yet another part consisting of steel pipes connected together to form a brace, which had been forced under Annabelle's abdomen lifting the girl's sexy ass straight up into the air. Several thinner pipes had been assembled so that they protruded along Annabelle's inner thighs, forcing her legs open exposing her untouched holes. Erica was further puzzled as Anthony retrieved a piece of sheet metal, threading the thinner pipes through holes drilled into the sheet metal sliding it down until it pressed up firmly against the back of Annabelle's legs. Acting as both a means of restraining Annabelle, but more importantly Bhabhi protection for her virgin cunt from his intended punishment. Anthony stood back once he had fastened the sheet metal into place, admiring how inviting Annabelle's raised ass look for anyone of the many tools that dawn the walls. Pleased with his work Anthony left returning with a dining room chair, which he placed against the wall directly in front of Annabelle. Where he sat down snapping for Erica to join him, who quickly moved to his side dropping to the floor where he gently went about stroking her short locks while calmly waiting for Annabelle to come around. Less than ten minutes later Annabelle arose, immediately becoming aware of her immobilized condition, struggling to free herself unaware just how secured she was. "You're awake," Anthony commented noticing Annabelle fighting fruitlessly. At the sound of his voice Annabelle stopped looking over at the duo, Anthony rose from the chair kneeling down in front of Annabelle's face so that she could clearly see his. "Since this is your first punishment, I've decided to go easy on you." Annabelle might have believed him if not for the amused laughter that followed his sadistic grin, as he rose moving behind her out of sight. Erica frowned unsure what was about to happen, as she watched her husband disappear through a second door that led out into an attached garage. Returning a few short minutes later, accompanied by four of his twelve German-Shepherds, Erica's jaw dropped as she finally grasp her husband's intentions. Though still unaware of the dogs, Annabelle's heart nearly stopped upon seeing the terror in Erica's eyes, as she briefly looked over meeting Annabelle's gaze before looking away. Guilty that she was relieved that it was not to be her. Upon seeing Annabelle's inviting position the hotel leader of the pack sexy bound forward, burying his snout between Annabelle's ass cheeks. As the dog's long moist tongue shot out pressing against her anus, it went about licking her recently cleansed asshole, yet still able to taste the tarty twang of her bowels as he devoured Annabelle's rose-bud. One of the dogs circled around Annabelle following Anthony as he retook his chair in anticipation of the show that awaited him, moving out in front of her making it clear what was about to happen. Once more she fought to free herself, only instead of getting free she caused Anthony to grow even more aroused than he had been. Instincts took hold as the dog bound up onto Annabelle's back, locking his front paws indian around the pipe and her thighs. Annabelle cried out begging Anthony not to let this happen, who only smiled eagerly watching as the dog went about hunching his hindquarters against her meaty upturned ass. Annabelle felt his fur-covered sheath brushing between her ass cheeks, and the pointing tip of the dog's cock bumping against her flesh just south of her puckering sphincter. Several more times the warm tip poked around Annabelle's opening in search of it, who stared pleading with Anthony and Erica to stop this, yet neither moved to aid her as suddenly the dog's tip found its target. Upon feeling his cock's tip penetrating Annabelle's reluctant opening, the dog violently force his full girth up inside Annabelle's bowels, causing her to cry out in pain from the sudden invasion. Due to her mother having a severe allergy to dogs, Annabelle had little experience outside of her few friends who own them, particularly unaware when it came to a male dog's anatomy. “I didn’t have time to actually cook.” They stood and stretched before putting their clothes back on, and she sat shyly on the edge of the bed and stared at their dicks and asses out of the corner of her eye. Another straight forward answer from my grandpa. I stroked him, soaked in my juices. I paused, not eager to challenge my mistress and her knowledge in sexy these matters. Then he got started. I just like being fucked like a useless piece of meat. “You don't mean...?” "Lynn, I trust Kol." I could feel my voice getting choked up. "Shoot your stuff all over my titties, Daddy. I grabbed his magnificent ass and pushed him harder into me with each stroke. I couldn’t believe he made me climax again so fast. A pair of sharp blue almond-shaped eyes stared back at him with barely suppressed mirth as he squinted at this creature's face for a moment in his half-cut state. Kimon looked over to Derrick as the both of them rolled their eyes at her words. It felt fucked weird having some guy put shoes on me like that, Bhabhi and I saw him glance at the hem of my skirt, when Lexi had carefully tucked while he was getting the shoes. This boy felt like I was making love with my son. "Show him a little love girl. She was breathing heavily at the exertion of keeping her emotions in check while her body was being stimulated and assaulted. As she felt the hot slick cum oozing between us, she withdrew her hand and pulled back. For if a razor wasn't in easy reach, then there was only one place it could be... How we describe things between us. “Uh, yeh, she had some pretty good teaching techniques.” Scott said, still buried inside Karen and still hard as steel, he leaned down and kissed Karen gently on the lips, his hands still massaging her firm breasts. When she was ready for more her hands pulled her cheeks as wide as they could and I pushed right back inside of her. She wanted him to make her cum. Fortunately the liquid was not oil like, hard but seemed to have mostly evaporated during her masturbation without leaving any stains. The decision was a split second one, but it was “his” decision. I'm sure I can live with it. “Breed with my first new Queen. Around his waist was a thick belt supporting another leather pouch and a medium length double edged sword in scabbard, on his left forearm a thick brass vambrace. Dressed impeccably, every hair in place, hotel the man set out on a night he couldn't have imagined. Of course, we were indian making out the whole time. He took her from behind, his groin rolling over her firm round ass.