Do you really want this?

- Do you really want this? — I looked into her eyes doubtfully.

- Yes!..

Alina put her glass in place and turned to me. There was a languid anticipation in her wet eyes, and her sweet smile dispelled my last doubts.

- You know what to do next.

I met Alina at university. Our friends considered us a happy couple in love and no one could even imagine what we did in private. Alina was the first girl who sincerely shared my passion for various SM things. She gladly allowed herself to be tied up and raped in the most exotic positions. In a state of excitement

her pussy could withstand, it seemed, any abuse, and her ass turned into an insatiable hole, ready for long, perverted torture. Alina could fuck herself with various objects for a long time and selflessly in front of my eyes, cumming violently from the touch of my cool fingers on her red swollen pussy. We spent long nights indulging in our passion, taking every opportunity to try the unknown.

After graduating from university, I stayed in the capital, and she returned home - our paths diverged, only to cross again after 18 years. I met her last summer at a party with friends. From an elegant girl she turned into a beautiful young woman, the envy of many men.

We chatted incessantly for several hours, like old friends after separation. All this time she lived in her city, got married, then divorced. I recently accepted an offer to work in the capital, and without hesitation, I agreed. That's how we ended up together again. I never got married during our separation. Despite the fact that women did not deprive me of attention, I was not with any of my friends for more than six months. The sexual side of my life did not undergo significant changes, except that with the advent of free funds, I could afford to spend money on expensive sex toys, so that soon my closet began to resemble a mini sex shop. However, my friends just liked it, and in fact, this state of affairs suited me most of all.

By the end of the party, Alina and I looked like a suitable couple again, and many complimented us. When the idle people began to go home, Alina offered to come to me, to which I happily agreed.

Our romantic dinner quickly turned into mutual kisses and caresses. I recognized my Alina as if all over again, and she surrendered to my gentle strokes so reverently that waves of passion and tenderness rolled over me one after another. We kissed for a long time and frantically, lying on the sofa caressing each other. The fabric of her panties became wet and Alina only moaned softly when my hand touched the inside of her thighs.

She raised her arms and stood tall, giving me the opportunity to expose and explore her beautiful body with my lips. (More than anything in the world, I now want to be tied up and given over to be torn to pieces by a dozen horny males)

It seems to me that, as before, I am beginning to guess her thoughts. I see her desire growing every minute. I know that if I pull off her panties now, I will see plump labia, hiding a wet and hot hole. Alina has always been a bit of a nymphomaniac. In the sense that she was instantly turned on by any thought that she could give in to her passion right here and right now.

She extended her hand to the glass of wine, and trying to somehow cool the flame raging in her body, she took a sip. (I want you to tie me up now, put a gag in my mouth and fuck me hard in all my holes!)

- I want you to: - she paused for a moment -: tie me up, and do with me everything you wanted for the last 18 years. I will endure whatever you come up with, just let me be yours today:

Oh, how I’ve been waiting for this! My head was spinning from the wildest fantasies, and my imagination immediately painted a picture of sophisticated sexual torture. Most of all I wanted to bring the sweetest pain and the greatest pleasure to her. Right now.

- Do you really want this? — I looked into her eyes doubtfully.

- Yes!..

Alina put her glass in place and turned to me. There was a languid anticipation in her wet eyes, and her sweet smile dispelled my last doubts.

- You know what to do next:

Alina nodded obediently. Quickly freeing herself from her clothes, she followed me into the bedroom. I didn’t turn on the light, but lit a dozen candles, placing them throughout the room.

There on the bed I put her on her knees and, bending her forward, tied her wrists to her ankles and her elbows to her knees. She stood with her ass facing up, exposing both of her beautiful holes. Her pussy became incredibly wet. I took a thick cucumber out of the refrigerator and began to move it along the crotch, smearing Alina’s flowing juices.

- Here? - I plunged the cool cucumber a centimeter into her pussy - or here? — I put the end of the plant phallus to her anus and pressed lightly?

- Wherever you want! — Alina swallowed her saliva, unable to wait any longer.

I smoothly inserted the cool cucumber into her hot pussy. (Fuck me! Fuck me with this cucumber and everything else that comes to hand!) Alina moved, pushing herself onto the cucumber and exhaled noisily when it reached the base of her vagina. I pulled out a cucumber and began to insert it into the anus. Alina moaned. Centimeter by centimeter he plunged into her ass, expanding the sphincter, until he finally rested on the base of the rectum.

I left Alina in this position and undressed. The dick stood like wood, and without hesitation, I plunged it completely into Alina’s pussy (Well, fuck me, fuck me!!!) and began to move slowly in her. I know that after a minute of hard fucking she will cum, and I don’t want to give her this opportunity until the very climax.

Smoothly and steadily plunging my penis into her, I fucked Alinka’s pussy until I felt that I would cum soon. Alina and I were completely ready. It's time to see how far we can go. I took the cucumber out of Alinka’s ass and untied her hands, after which, after kissing her with a long, gentle kiss, I blindfolded her. For both me and her, this was a sign that after this moment pain and pleasure would merge together, and neither I nor she would be able to distinguish one from the other.

Alina remained standing on all fours, with her pussy leaking from excitement, and I got up and took out a good-sized inflatable anal plug from the closet. Alina just gasped lasciviously and moved her whole body back when I pushed her ass into four centimeters of anal pleasure. I plunged my dick into her pussy and began to move rhythmically, slightly pumping the plug with each movement. The plug in her anus began to gradually swell, widening the passage, and Alina just whined quietly and tried to sit deeper on my penis. The plug added about a centimeter to its diameter, and Alina stopped moving, listening to the sensations in her ass. I continued to move my piston inside her, watching Alinka’s anus give up its position to the expanding plug.

The plug added another centimeter and Alina began to breathe rarely and deeply. And now something incredible was happening to her ass: a thick plug was inexorably pushing apart the walls of her sphincter. Alina lowered her head and continued to breathe deeply, trying to relax her anus. Soon she moaned, not every butt is able to withstand such an invasion. I stopped moving inside her and was completely immersed in contemplating the struggle of her anal hole with the plug. After a few pumps, her anus was expanding as if a small bottle of Pepsi had been shoved there. Alina breathed deeply through her mouth, afraid to move. I made two energetic pumps, her face was distorted with a grimace of suffering. Still a muscleman! The anus became like a huge open cave, and Alina just bit her lower lip and stood there, trying to hold back the waves of burning pain in her butt, which was red from such abuse. When will she ask for mercy?

Still a muscleman! More: and more!... Alina completely stopped breathing, she completely turned into a huge, torn anus. She tensed up, trying to somehow cope with the nightmare that her hole was now experiencing. She seemed to be balancing on the edge so as not to scream, begging for mercy for her ass. I leaned towards her ear and said:

- Now I’ll do FIVE more full pumps and see how your ass can handle it:

Alina nodded resignedly and stuck her butt out even more for the upcoming test.

- ONE! — I squeezed the pear in my hand. Alina took a short breath of air and again held her breath.

- TWO! - Her butt split open under the pressure of the plug.

- THREE! - The sphincter opened so much that it seemed possible to stick your hand inside without touching the walls.

- FOUR! - Alina groaned, shaking her head. She was now going crazy from the inability to endure such abuse. She gasped for air, like a fish trying to find salvation from the unbearable pain in her stretched anus.

- FIVE! - She arched, opening her mouth in a silent scream: Her anus was ready to burst from the strain, and a drop of her juice reached down from her overexcited pussy.

My heart was pounding wildly when I saw this scene. Alina, it seemed, could not decide which line to cross: the pain of orgasm. With my hands shaking with excitement, I began to tie her ankles to her hips. Alina was still in pre-orgasm agony when I tied her hands tightly behind her back, elbow to elbow, tied them to her ankles and laid her on her back.

She lay in a completely helpless position, revealing to my gaze the inner thighs, breasts with rings of piercing on each nipple and an elegant neck, while her anus at that moment was blazing with fire, trying to somehow cope with the size that was mercilessly bursting it from the inside. I spread Alina’s knees as far as the natural flexibility of her body allowed, and fixed them in this position with a rope, exposing her defenseless pussy to view. He threw a noose around her neck, and, passing the ends of the rope under the bed, did not leave her the slightest chance to somehow raise her head.

Alina couldn’t even find the strength to moan. The flame of pain and voluptuousness blazed in her body, causing grimaces of suffering and pleasure on her face. That night she wanted to completely surrender to this desired feeling: to experience pain and pleasure at the same time, to torture her body to the point of exhaustion, overwhelming attacks of unbearable pain with oncoming waves of excitement. Already now she could barely endure the torture that her anal hole was subjected to, and her insatiable body already wanted more. Alina whined and languished with impatience to give her insatiable holes to be completely torn to pieces.

I inserted a gag into Alina’s open mouth, taking away her last opportunity to somehow intervene in the process of sophisticated sexual torture. I hooked hard clothespins onto my nipples and labia. Alina just shuddered a little and let out a quiet moan. For her pussy, I picked up a medium-sized vibrator and smoothly plunged it to the very bottom into Alina - she reverently took it into herself. I took out the camera and took a few pictures, after which I took the vibrator out of my leaking pussy and changed the attachment to a larger one, with raised protrusions and a thickening at the end. Her pussy with noticeable zeal accepted this gift, opening up to greet her with a red bud. Alina, not yet fully recovered from the incessant anal torture, was again plunged into the abyss of sweet torment. Making sure that she could hardly restrain herself under the onslaught of pain, I said:

- In this position, you will lie here for five minutes while my cigarette smolders, after which I will put it out on your clitoris: - then left the room.

Alina almost went crazy from the excitement and despair that gripped her. She squirmed on the bed, causing her holes even more unbearable suffering. Her poor clitoris could hardly bear such abuse. The clothespins tightly squeezed her nipples and labia, reminding her of themselves at the slightest movement. The pussy could hardly endure the deep invasion of a working vibrator, and the anus blazing with fire drove Alina into a frenzy. Every next moment it seemed to her that her extremely tense body could not stand it and would disintegrate into thousands of small pieces.

Having put on my clothes, I left the house, walked around and collected a good gift for Alina - a bouquet of nettles. The cigarette was running out and I hurried to my captive. When I entered the room, Alina was lying in the same position, flinching at the slightest sound. I brought the cigarette to her face so that she could smell the smoldering tobacco. Alina tensed and prepared to plunge into the abyss of burning pain. When I brought the cigarette butt to her clitoris, she began to tremble, unable to resist the impending torture. I moved the cigarette butt to her nipples, letting her feel the heat of the smoldering cigarette, after which I returned to the clitoris and briefly touched its bud with the burning tip. Alina shuddered and froze, letting out a groan. I moved the cigarette butt to my chest and also touched her nipples once for a brief moment. It was a great pity to injure such a body, especially since a more sophisticated torture awaited her clitoris and nipples:

I took a nettle branch out of my bag and began to stroke Alina’s perineum with it. She fidgeted on the bed, trying to either dodge or expose her pussy to my bouquet. I tore off one leaf and, applying it to the clitoris, carefully kneaded it. Alina was again covered by a wave of voluptuousness; she could hardly distinguish between pain and pleasure. At that moment, it seemed to her that a swarm of bees had pierced her clitoris, causing her impossible suffering and pleasure. While she was enduring this ordeal, I disconnected all the clothespins, causing her nipples and lips a new portion of torment. The acute burning sensation from the nettle goes away after a few seconds and I diligently kneaded the nettle leaf several times more on her clitoris, pussy and nipples opened with a vibrator. Alina, all tense, only exhaled noisily every time a new portion of fire fell on her tormented body.

Alina, from pain and constant tension, wandered somewhere between a state of unconsciousness, hopelessness and pleasure. Her body was now able to endure those sweet torments that she dreamed of, and I knew well how to do this. In my arsenal of means for sexual torture there was a rarely used item - an electric generator of direct and pulsed current. Now Alina’s body was ready to be turned into an electrical conductor, and her nipples and clitoris were ready-made terminals... it was on them that the torture with electric charges would fall first. I connected one clamp to the copper wires tightening Alina’s nipples and clitoris, swollen with impatience, and applied a weak current. After which he took the pump for the anal plug, which was still inflating Alina’s exhausted anus, and made two energetic

pumping. Alina’s face was distorted into a grimace, she tried to twitch, but the tightly tightened nipples and clitoris instantly returned her to a motionless state of submission and tense anticipation of new executions. Alina lost track of time. Her ass was already ready to burst from endless torture, now the fire in her anus had reached the limit of her patience, Alina moaned. I added current to the generator. Now she was tormented not only by the gaping anus, but also by the sweet pain in the engorged clitoris and nipples. And he switched the generator to pulse mode, now Alina’s body began to be penetrated by charges in short bursts, involuntarily causing her muscles to contract a little. If the nipples were still able to endure these abuses, then the aching clitoris brought Alina as much pain as an anus torn to the limit. She moaned louder, unable to bear it.

I switched the generator to voltage control and set a series of pulses of 100 Volts. A rare person will endure such voltage with constant current flow, but by reducing the pulse time, human resources may be enough for several minutes of such torture. Alina's moan became louder, she could no longer endure it and, having crossed the threshold of containing pain, she began to approach orgasm.

Having turned the generator knob to maximum, I watched for a few more seconds as Alina, whining and fidgeting, tried to catch up with the petal of pleasure, slipping away in multiple layers of pain. Then I took the working vibrator out of her pussy and replaced it with the thickest didlo that was in my arsenal, about 8 cm in diameter. When I put Alina on the dildo, she already had trouble understanding what was happening. She swayed from side to side, biting her lips as if in a fever. Her exhausted clitoris, having turned into a tight lump of flesh, least of all resembled an instrument of pleasure, the torment that it brought her smoothly transferred her to pre-orgasmic agony. Огромный дилдо, на который я насадил Алину на всю длину её вагины торчал из её раскрытой киски, словно желая пробуровить её до основания.

Я зажег свечу, и подождав, пока растает парафин, капнул им на сосок Алины. Она взвизгнула бы, если бы не кляп. Следующая капля упала рядом с первой, мгновенно застывая на коже. Это действительно было выше её сил. Алина завыла в голос, не прекращая ерзать по кровати, ища избавления только в одном. Под накатывающие стоны Алины я, взяв в каждую руку по свече, старательно обкапал парафином её оба соска, конвульсивно дергающихся от электрических разрядов. Доведённая до предела Алина, не прекращая, ныла в голос, и, напрягаясь из последних сил, дергалась и ерзала на кровати, доводя себя до полного изнеможения.

Капли расплавленного парафина зашагали по животу и добрались до киски. Алина уже не могла стонать, она беззвучно билась в конвульсиях и жаждала только одного, когда через пару секунд накопившийся в нескольких свечах парафин тонкой струйкой коснулся её лилового клитора, и маленьким ручейком побежал вниз обжигая и тут же обволакивая немеющую от истязания плоть.

Алина долго кричала от боли, сама ещё не понимая, что вместе с этим погружением в огненный океан где-то в самой глубине её плоти раскрывается ярко-красный цветок всепоглощающего чувства. Там в глубине начинает бить фонтан наслаждения, с каждой секундой все сильнее и сильнее, не оставляя ничего, кроме бури, проносящейся по каждой жилке твоего тела, превращая каждый миг в вечное самозабвение в глубинах бушующей стихии…

… Когда Алина проснулась, был полдень. Солнце беззастенчиво светило в окно. Облака и шелест листвы за окном обещали чудный день. Я готовил завтрак. Алина неслышно на цыпочках подошла ко мне и обняла сзади, прильнув грудью к моей спине.

— Спасибо!… Это была лучшая наша с тобой ночь!…

Развернувшись, я заглянул в её глаза. Они излучали свет. Я мягко и нежно поцеловал её губы.

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