Torture phone sex can be bliss to some of us because we enjoy being a servant. Daddy has one day where he does all the nastiest things to me that he wants to do. Today he has me on the rack, secured with restrains and being stretched. Of course, I’m complete bare-ass naked. He starts by putting the alligator clamps on my nipples with the chain between them. He gives the chain a yank, just to hear me moan in discomfort. Daddy then gets the jumper cables. I have no idea where he’ll put those because they’re new. He walks up to me , clipping a cable to first one pussy lip, then the other. When he goes back to his rolling cart of tools, Daddy turns on the battery. I can feel a slight warmth coming from the cables. He turns the dial and oowwweeee! Fuck, I smell my flesh in the air. He leaves it on and grabs his riding crop. Once he gets behind me, he starts to whip my ass cheeks. When I grimaced the last time I thought he would stop, but he kept beating me, until my ass felt numb. Then he came around to yank on the chain linked to the nipple clamps. He kept yanking on that chain then switched to twisting my nipples with the clamps still on. My soft cries got him even more excited and daddy put on the spiked cock sleeve to fuck me. I knew this meant I was gonna bleed after he fucked my fat cunt for a few minutes. He liked to push it in hard and make me suffer. He pushed it in and started banging me like a fucking blow-up doll. After the first sting, he fucked me harder and my pussy began to feel like it was on fire. The lips of my twat had turned purple from the jumper cables. When he saw the blood running down my leg, he started to shoot inside my ripped up pussy. Even the cum made my pussy sting. I was never allowed to cum on these days. Daddy pulled out of me and undid all the torture trappings. I limped to the bathroom to get cleaned up. The salty ice bath was waiting for me.
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