Chapter 10

Arty directed the wand downwards towards my engorged pussy lips, which I could feel were swollen and becoming more sensitive. Again, I bucked and writhed as Arty pushed the vibrating wand through my lips to my clit.

My staggering increased, making it difficult for Arty to keep the vibrator on me. He trapped me between his left arm that held the wand and his body. His right hand moved down to my pussy, and he put two fingers inside me as the wand, now at full speed, tormented my clit. It seemed like one orgasm rolled into the other, or it was one continuous one. I didn’t care. I’d lost it, and my bladder gave way, wetting me. I clamped my legs together as my body shook. But Arty was unrelenting and kept the wand on my clit.

I was yelling and moaning through my gag, trying to wriggle free. Arty increased the pressure from his arm to hold me still, and I felt I was about to black out. I couldn’t hold on to the chain any longer. It was only the cuffs secured to the chain that held me upright. I could feel my body becoming limp, and that’s when I must have temporarily blacked out and wet myself again.

I came around to find my legs and the floor covered in pee. But my cunt was on fire as I felt the familiar sensation of the wand giving me rolling orgasms. It was still against my clit. Arty’s fingers were in my pussy, attacking my G-spot, as he rubbed his fingers over the sensitive area. I was moaning, groaning, and screaming due to the amount of pleasure I was receiving. His speed quickened, and I squirted whenever Arty’s fingers thrust forward. He forced more pee and cum out of me with every thrust. Thankfully, he had removed the wand but continued stimulating my G-spot. I squirted and moaned, moaned, and squirted. I wanted this to stop, as my legs continued to shake while I gripped the chain with all my strength.

I was a blubbering mess as sweat covered my face and body while tears streamed down my flushed cheeks. Arty withdrew his fingers from my sore and swollen cunt and let me rest. He went to his laptop, pressed a few buttons, and the sound of the whirring cameras ceased. At last, we’ve finished, I thought.

On his return, I saw he had taken off his pants, and his erect manhood swayed from side to side as he walked toward me. I looked at him with pleading eyes and muffled some unintelligent sounds through my gag. He stroked my sweat-filled hair and face, bent his head down, took off one nipple clamp, sucked on my nipple, and as the blood flowed back into it, I yelled through my gag. I tried to back away but couldn’t escape as I staggered and toppled. All the time, Arty sucked on my swollen bud. After he had his fill, he did the same to the other. I let out a muffled scream as the sensation returned.