Now we find Elise strapped to a wooden post by the torso. Her legs are doubled and drawn up off the ground and toward her body. They are tied so that they are pulled outward exposing her cunt and chest. Her arms are pulled up over her head and tied to the post. A fuck stick is plugging up her cunt. Spider gagged she hangs there rocking one foot, stuffed and drooling on herself. A deep sort of needful moaning comes from her. I spend a little time finding out where she is ticklish. Digging my fingers into her sides and armpits she begins to scream relentlessly. And she has no escape. She can't e...

Now we find Elise strapped to a wooden post by the torso. Her legs are doubled and drawn up off the ground and toward her body. They are tied so that they are pulled outward exposing her cunt and chest. Her arms are pulled up over her head and tied to the post. A fuck stick is plugging up her cunt. Spider gagged she hangs there rocking one foot, stuffed and drooling on herself. A deep sort of needful moaning comes from her. I spend a little time finding out where she is ticklish. Digging my fingers into her sides and armpits she begins to scream relentlessly. And she has no escape. She can't even lower her arms let alone eject the object invading her cunt or get away from my digging fingers. When I'm done she's actually crying. And we hear her try to make out the words, something about "hating" that as she sobs. When I return I've got the riding crop. I blister her armpits with it sending her into a deep state of despair. Screams and sobs --I find out later she hates the riding crop more than the cattle prod. I can't even hear myself think the screams are so loud and prolonged. Between tears and sobbing and screaming I make her tell me what the only thing her holes are good for: "Fucking" She's made to repeat it. She's made to tell me every time she's at her absolute lowest point. "My holes are only good for fucking". So the Hitachi is fetched and pressed against her slobber and snot covered pussy that is still stuffed with a fuck stick and she's vibbed off to the sound of her cries. The little slut doesn't take long before she's asking for permission to cum. So she's told to tell us: "I am weak, my I please cum?" She can barely be understood through the gag so she's made to keep repeating it. And when she finally states it where we can understand her she is told, "No". So instead she just screams, one long desperate scream of pain and desire. Of need and hurt. The experience is draining her. She has three distinct strings of slobber coming from different points of her face hole and each nostril has thick bands of snot pouring from them. She's humiliated. She sounds like she's trying to swallow, breathe and scream at the same time. She's told to fuck her fuck stick for us. But all she can do in her suspended position is to raise her hips slightly. So she goes at it with as much strength as she has left, hanging from the pole she grinds her pelvis with all she's got. While she does so I hang two pound weights from each big toe. She grows exhausted quickly and has to be encouraged to keep fucking it. When little Elise was finally given permission to cum I think every hole in her body pushed out fluids and noise.