Hanna's Story (Part 2)

Hanna's tale of enslavement continues. Her first night was brutal but will the second be worse? This is the second part of my continuing tale of poor little slave Hanna.

Part Two

Hanna had been caught between two powerful needs all night long, the need to sleep and the need to finally orgasm. Her strict bondage combined with the vibrating plugs in her cunt and ass had made sleep—except in tiny spurts—all but impossible. Unfortunately the vibrators only served to torment and torture her, never really allowing her to have the final climax that she needed so badly. It had left her exhausted, sore and desperately in need of climax.

She had just finally begun to drift off to fitful sleep when she felt a painful tugging on her hair. She grunted in pain and desperation through the large phallus in her mouth. Exhaustion had left her confused and disoriented. It took a moment for her realize where she was and what was happening to her once more. Fresh tears began to escape from her eyes as she was hauled from her small cage.

A sense of relief began to sweep over her as she felt her bondage begin to lesson but it was coupled with a new agony as stiff, sore muscles began to move after hours of restraint. First her legs were released from the tight hog tie that she’d been kept in. Hanna whimpered as her calves stretched for the first time in hours. She wasn’t even sure how many hours she had been trapped here. Pure relief washed over her as she felt the lacing and buckles of her waist cincher loosen. She took her first deep breath around the rubber cock in her mouth since the device had been strapped around her.

Another wave of liberation came when she felt the unforgiving laces of her armbinder begin to loosen. The moment the leather bondage was pulled off her body she whimpered in pain. Her shoulders and arms had gone numb hours ago. The blood rushing back to her limbs and the first movements were pure torture. For several moments she just lay on the cold floor, trying to relieve the pain in her sore arms and sobbing quietly to herself.

Hanna felt the buckles of both her blindfold and gag unhooked. First the massive cock buried in her mouth was removed. She choked and spit at for the first time in hours she wasn’t strictly gagged. She worked at her jaw slowly, trying to get the feeling back after having her mouth pinned open and filled for so long. Once the blindfold was pulled away she felt the leash connected to her collar jerk upwards. Wearily she struggled to her knees and looked up at her captor. With a tiny grunt of pain she reached up and began to rub her shoulders to restore the circulation.

As she moved, her arms brushed against the clamps which still gripped her nipples. As the chain jingled another squeak of pain passed her lips. She looked down and saw the angry device torturing her abused nipples. The leather straps still held the administrators of pleasure and pain between her legs and her ankles were still bound together. Once more her eyes fell on the little silver clips and then up to her captors eyes.

With desperation and pleading in her eyes she whimpered, “Please… take them off.”

She was rewarded with only a cruel slap to her face. He smirked down at her, “Maybe if you ask right.”

Hanna’s groggy mind struggled for the correct response. She was exhausted both mentally and physically. She shook her head to clear some of the fog and try to realize what he wanted from her. Finally something click and she looked back up at him with the same quiet desperation in her soft, blue-gray eyes, “Please Master, take them off?”

His smirk broadened a little more and he titled his head to the side, “Are you sure, little pet?”

She couldn’t muster the courage to speak again. Her mouth opened, but she couldn’t will any sound to come out. She couldn’t even stand to look up at his eyes and dropped her own to the floor. Instead she just nodded. His hand reached down and took the chain which hung between them. In a single, quick jerk he yanked the clamps off her small, abused nipples. A new, intense suffering washed over her and her hands immediately grabbed her breasts in a desperate attempt to stop the sensation. Her body doubled over, but no sound could even escape her mouth. Her mouth just hung open in a pain filled gasp.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” her captors voice mused as Hanna felt another jerk on her chain.

She sat back on her knees once more. She couldn’t bring her eyes up to look at him again. Instead she just starred at the floor. Her hands moved desperately about her body in an attempt to cover herself as best she could. One arm spread across her torso in an attempt to shield her breasts. The other drifted between her legs to cover herself there. There she felt the rough leather of the strap running between her legs and binding the intruders into her cunt and ass. She shifted uncomfortably and—almost as if on cue—both of them came to life once more. A tiny moan escaped her lips and her eyes shut tight. Her face flushed red as need began to spread through her once more. She couldn’t believe that being held captive here against her will and abused by a sadist she could still manage to get horny with just a bit of vibration between her legs.

Unconsciously, her fingers began to rub against the leather strap barring her access to her pussy. Her legs spread wider and her hips began to grind a little as she felt herself growing closer to the long denied orgasm. Only the barest amount of shame caused her to bit her lip to prevent another moan from emanating from her mouth. Her other hand even moved to touch her tender, sore nipple and began to play with it gently.

As suddenly as the sensation came it passed and she nearly cried out in frustration. Another yank on her leash caused her to stop helplessly rubbing the leather strap between her legs. She looked back up to her abductor. Her face begged for pity; he only smirked back.

“What’s the matter little slave?”

Hanna couldn’t compose herself, the up and down torture of pleasure mixed with suffering had gotten the best of her. Combined with exhausted she couldn’t control herself anymore. Maybe if she could just rest a little, she might be able to muster a fight once more but for now she had caved.

“Please… I need…” shame washed over her face as she tried to voice it. Once again her eyes looked down at the floor. She was rewarded with a sharp jerk to her leash that forced her to look up once more. Her entire body was shaking with a combination of need and humiliation.

“What slut? Tell me what you want…”

She tried to hang her head again, desperate not to look him in the eyes, but the leash and collar was held tight, preventing her from looking away, “I can’t. Please don’t make me.”

“Then you don’t get shit, bitch. Maybe you’d like to go back in your cage?”

Her eyes perked up and she shook her head desperately, “Please no! I need…”

He smirked a little more, “Say it. What do you need?”

“I need… to cum,” Hanna’s voice was barely a whisper.

Her captor crouched in front of her and tugged the chain, pulling Hanna in closer. He took her jaw gently and forced her to make direct eye contact with him. She shuddered as she was forced to look directly at him. She flinched a little, trying to escape his grasp but he held her jaw tightly and—she had to confess—was almost transfixed by him staring directly into her eyes.

“Say it right and maybe you’ll get what you want. Say, ‘Master, your slut needs to cum. Please let her cum for you.’”

She tried to shut her eyes but couldn’t. Her entire body blushed and felt hot as she started to stammer out the words that he demanded. She hated herself for speaking. She hated herself for needing to orgasm so badly that she’d be willing to do anything. One hand trembled at her side. She didn’t even realize that the other absently stroked the leather strap which barred her from rubbing her clit to climax.

“M… Master, your…” she couldn’t bring herself to finish.

His eyes narrowed a little and his voice took on a soft growl, “Say it bitch or I’ll leave you in that cage for a week with those buzzing between your legs without satisfaction.”

Her eyes widened in fear again. She knew she couldn’t stomach that. It would drive her insane to be that close to orgasm and denied for so long. Finally, her entire body turning red with shame she mustered the courage and blurted it out, “Master, your slut needs to cum. Please let her cum for you!”

There was a needy desperation in her voice that caused her captor to smirk. He released his grip on her chin and stood up once more. His hand still held the leash attached to her collar securely. He paused for a minute as if he was considering it.

“I don’t think you deserve it yet. I think you still need to be taught a lesson for being such a stupid bitch yesterday.”

Once again, as if designed by fate, the vibrators in her cunt and ass came to life. A wild, uncontrollably moan passed through Hanna’s lips and her body shuddered. Two fingers furiously clawed at the strap between her legs while the other hand clawed at the stone floor helplessly. She finally doubled over and prostrated herself in front of him.

“Please! Please, I’ll do anything,” she could only get that out before her pleading devolved into nonsensical whimpering and groveling.

“Anything?” he replied after letting her beg for a few more moments.

Hanna sat up right just as the vibrations ceased. Her eyes looked up with desperate need. They spoke more than words possibly could. For the time being at least, she had been broken by her treatment. A real nights rest and perhaps she could regain control of herself, but for now she just needed to feel some relief.

“You haven’t been punished enough yet, little bitch. If you take the rest of your punishment like a good little slave and then prove you’re going to be obedient, maybe you can cum.”

She nodded furiously, willing to agree to anything and waited for what was going to happen next. She stretched her neck a little as he removed the collar. Then her ankles were uncuffed and her bondage was tossed aside. It was the first time since arriving here she had been completely unrestrained. Only the hated leather belt and strap couldn’t be removed of her own free will. Somewhere in the back of her mind the instinct to run was present. She knew this might be her only chance at escape but for the moment Hanna was too tired to even will her body into action. She told herself that she would play the good girl for now and he’d slip up eventually. Then she would escape.

She didn’t even fight as her captor began to bind her in a new way. It took her a moment to realize what was happening as he slipped a black leather device on her. As he was securing her, she realized that it was a heavy straight jacket like those used on mental patients, but composed of black leather instead of canvas. She just knelt still as he secured the jacket behind her back and then buckled her arms down tightly, forcing herself to hug her own body. The rough material against her sore nipples was uncomfortable, but the whole position was far better than the one she was bound in last night. The jacket buckled all the way down to her waist and even contained a collar which fixed around her throat. To completely secure it, two leather straps run up between her legs and buckled at the back. It ensured she couldn’t pull it off over her head, but did nothing to cover her cunt or ass.

Once she was bound, he pushed her forward. She fell prostrate once more without a way to stop herself. Another wave of relief washed over her as she felt the leather belt around her waist being unbuckled and the leather strap loosened. He worked the harness out from underneath the straight jacket and tossed it aside. Another wave of pleasure hit her as she felt cool air against her pussy for the first time in a day. The sensation got even more tortuously close to orgasm as he slowly pulled the dildo out of her cunt. She could feel everything between her legs soaked with her own wetness, she had been on the verge of orgasm for so long. She couldn’t help but moan as the phallus was finally pulled free. She felt empty and needy after having it be such a constant companion. It was no less arousing, but different as he pulled the plug out of her ass. That time only a simple grunt escaped her lips.

Hanna sighed slightly as she came face to face with the slick dildo that had been in her pussy all night long. It was obvious what he intended. Obediently she opened her mouth and took it. She felt disgusted licking her own wetness off the device that had raped her for so long, but she knew refusing would only bring her more torment. Instead she closed her eyes and sucked on the toy as if it was a lover, cleaning every inch of her own juice from it before it was pulled from her mouth. She obeyed to make her life easier for now.

Hanna even opened her mouth, though with a bit of trepidation and fear, as he produced another gag for her. This was a large black ball which barely fit between her teeth and bucked at the back of her head just like the previous gag. This was one was larger and more uncomfortable, but being a ball it was easier to breath around and she didn’t have the indignation of being made to suck a rubber cock all night. She only discovered the irritation of a ball gag as she almost immediately began to drool around it.

A leash was clipped to the front of the collar on her straight jacket and her new owner tugged her along to another corner of the room. She would have gasped—were her mouth not filled completely—when she saw the chair. It looked very much like a medieval torture version of a typical gynecological exam chair. The padding looked substandard compared to what she was used to and frightening straps were obviously designed to hold the victim in place. In addition where the doctor would normally be performing the exam was a large gray machine. Protruding from the machine was two poles, each with a large dildo on the end. Hanna had no allusions about where they were intended to go or what the machine was.

Still, she resigned to her fate and complied as her captor helped her into the chair. Just as she figured her legs were strapped securely into the stirrups and then splayed open obscenely wide. Just could just barely see down to the two phalluses which were about to be buried inside her. Before that, however, he set about securing the other straps on the chair. When he was finished, she didn’t have an inch of freedom; a strap even ran across the top of her head, preventing her from moving it at all.

She could still barely see down to her spread legs and the devices which she knew were planned for her. Right on cue, he began to operate the machine, causing the two cocks to inch closer to her spread body. She shifted nervously almost seeing if she could escape. At this point she wasn’t even sure she wanted to escape them, but she did it none the less out of curiosity. Just as she suspected, she was so securely bound that they move inexorably towards her. Her breathing began to increase as they inched closer. Eventually she moaned around her gag as the heads just began to press against her openings simultaneously. They each worked their way about half an inch into her body. There they stopped.

Her captor moved away from the machine and up closer to her head. He reached out and pet her hair lightly, almost lovingly as he spoke to her, “The machine is now calibrated. This is the farthest each cock is going to ever be out of your body. Now, you are still being punished for being a naughty little girl, so don’t think I’m going to let you cum here. Instead I’m going to get you all worked up while I show you a video. You’d better keep watching the movie because a sensor in the television knows if you look away or close your eyes for too long. In that case, the metal cocks that are going to constantly be in your wet cunt and tight asshole will give you a nasty shock to remind you. Also, if the machine thinks you are going to cum, you get another nasty shock. Have a good time little slut and if you behave, you’ll get to cum when I get back.”

Hanna sighed around her gag as he left her field of vision. A moment later the TV hanging above her came to life. From her leaned back position it was easy to see and actually a rather comfortable viewing position. What it displayed a moment later however caused her body to flush with humiliation again. It was obviously a home porno but this home porno featured Hanna and a certain German Shepherd she had spent some intimate time with. Hanna was actually made to watch as the dog mounted her bound body and had its way with her. At the same time, the two metal phalluses between her legs began to ever so slowly drive in and out of her body. It would never be enough to let her orgasm, but it would certainly drive her insane.

Further shame filled her as she listened to the sounds of herself moaning through a gag like a bitch in heat as she was brutally fucked by a dog. But in the back of her mind she realized that something else filled her as she watched the animal savage her… arousal. She could pass the growing wetness between her legs off as merely the effects of the intruders raping her but she secretly knew the video had an impact as well.

In her shame, for a single instant she took her eyes off the TV and just as she was promised the dildos came to a grinding halt and both sent a savage shock through her cunt and her asshole. It immediately inspired her to begin watching her violation. Once she obediently placed her eyes back on the vulgar display the cocks began to slowly drive in an out of her once more driving her ever closer to what she desperately needed, but never quite there.

The agonizing torment of her two intruders keeping her on the verge of orgasm seemed to go on forever. She was even horrified by the fact that she couldn’t tear her eyes from the visage of her own violation by an animal. Somewhere in the back of her mind she found it a bit strange that he had chosen to do that to her. She would have expected to be raped by him once he made his intentions clear to her but instead to be used by a dog as if she was little more than a bitch herself was more of a shock than she could handle.

With these constant distractions she made several mistakes. She looked away from the screen and was shocked back into submission. Each time the painful jolt caused her to shudder and immediately look back to the image of her torment. Once or twice she had simply let her mind fall into the moment and objectively watched the pornographic display before her. She tried to shut out what was happening and what she was seeing and simply enjoy the sensation between her legs. She was quickly reminded that orgasms were not yet permitted by a violent shock. Each of those times her body trembled horribly and she whimpered through the ball in her mouth.

Almost as frustrating was the fact that the ball bound into her mouth prevented her from being able to swallow properly. Instead she was forced to drool uncontrollably over her own face. It seemed to go on for an eternity. She was helpless to do anything but moan and whimper through the gag while she was mercilessly fucked to frustration. All the while she watched the repeated display of her own perverted fornication.

Finally the machines between her legs ceased. She couldn’t tell if she was more upset when they had begun raping her or when they had stopped. Such a constant state of arousal had been spawned that she simply had to climax. Hanna didn’t even care how anymore. She told herself over and over that once she was given that small reward, she could resume her struggle. The truth was she wasn’t certain she had any struggle left in her.

It took her a moment to return to reality and realize that the devices between her legs had been removed. When she finally looked up she was being unstrapped from the chair she had spent so many hours in. Her body was covered in sweat and she realized, to her own disgust, that she was still panting. Maybe he had thrown her to the dog because she wasn’t anything more than a bitch in heat.

A moment later and she was sprawled back out on the floor. Unclasping the buckle at the back of her head, her captor pulled the ball out of her mouth. She swallowed hard to try and collect some of the excess drool that had been building up. After a moments respite, Hanna struggled to her knees—a difficult task bound in a straight jacket—and looked up to her abductor.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Please what, slave?”

“Please can I cum?”

He smirked, “Say it right little whore.”

She was shocked she had the presence of mind to remember roughly what she was supposed to say, “Please Master, your slut needs to come. Please let her cum for you?”

He grin twisted a little more, “I don’t know. You were shocked several times for being a bad little bitch. I’m not sure you’ve earned it.”

“Please!” her voice was a tiny, desperate little whimper.

He passed for a moment as if he was considering his options. They both knew that he had already made up his mind but he enjoyed the suspense of tormenting her. Without a word he unzipped his pants for the first time. He didn’t bother to undress completely; instead he just pulled out his cock and held it out to her. There were no allusions about what she was supposed to it. Hanna simply inched forwards on her knees until she was within reach. He didn’t give her a chance to take any initiative for herself however. Instead he took her roughly by the hair and forced himself into her mouth. Her jaw ached but she still did her best to begin sucking. He didn’t give her much of a chance. He just used her hair to savagely fuck her mouth.

He had to admit, the build up to finally getting to use his new toy left him almost as aroused as she was. It didn’t take long for his violent thrusting into her throat to produce the desired result. The grunting and choking noises Hanna made while he drove into her didn’t help his stamina. Within a few moments he had thrust once more deep into her throat and released his load. She choked and gagged but managed to swallow everything that been delivered into her mouth. She couldn’t have imagined what would happen if she didn’t.

Her new owner smirked and gave her head a few gentle pets once he had pulled out. Before she got too comfortable with the gentle gesture however, he pushed her precariously balanced body back onto the stone floor. She grunted as she collapsed there. She still had the presence of mind to close her legs and fold them against her body, desperate to retain any sense of modest in this nightmare.

“So does my little slave want to cum?”

“Please!” she begged. Her desperation was evident. She had been tormented for so long with a simple orgasm that she couldn’t think of anything but. Everything around her had been hyper sexual. Even her rape at the hands of a hulking dog was disturbingly arousing.

He said nothing. Instead he walked away from her. Hanna let a tiny sigh escape her lips and closed her eyes. The only other desperate need that her body had threatening to overwhelm her as well: the need for sleep. For a few moments she thought that she might be able to get a bit of undisturbed rest. The straight jacket was hot and not terribly comfortable but it was better than the armbinder. And at least she wasn’t gagged and penetrated by various devices.

Hanna was sorely mistaken however when she heard an approaching sound. Her eyes opened just in time to see the large beast that had raped her before looming over head. Her eyes immediately fell upon the large, already erect cock between the animal’s legs. She shook her head violently and began to whimper softly.

“Please… not again.”

Her captor chuckled a little, “Conditions to your reward. I’m going to fuck your little cunt to orgasm, but you have to give some of your best oral attention on my friend here. Either that or back in your cage for the night.”

Hanna shuddered violently and closed her eyes. Hesitantly, her mouth began to open. Being raped by the beast was one thing, but having to take its cock into her mouth was something else entirely. Slowly she opened wide enough to allow it in and her captor pushed the dog down onto her face. Her stomach twisted in disgust as she wrapped her lips around the massive dog cock. Much like the last cock in her mouth, the dog didn’t wait for her to being working. Like any animal it felt something wet and warm and began to hump her mouth furiously. She grunted and choked but did her best to work her tongue around the disgusting flesh.

She had almost lost herself in the perverted act when suddenly she felt something pushing against her cunt. She moaned around the phallus in her mouth as her new master began to shove his own inside her. She didn’t care that she was tightly bound or that none of this was by her consent. Instead she tried to lose herself in the moment. Being genuinely fucked for the first time since this nightmare began was all she needed. Know that she was finally going to get a little bit of relief allowed her to simply fall into the act. She thrust her hips into her rapist as if he was a lover.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as he ground into her, desperate for a little more. She even closed her eyes and pretended the dick in her throat was anything but what it really was. For a second she pretended this was exactly where she wanted to be. And that split second was all her body needed. Her first climax tore through her in an indescribable way. She felt a kind of pleasure she had never imagined in her life. The multitude of sensations that followed, both large and small left her in a daze of ecstatic delight. A daze which only ended when she realized that both the animal in her mouth and the one buried in her pussy were cumming as well.

Hanna swallowed as best as she could, trying to push back the realization that she was swallowing a dogs cum so as not to turn her stomach. She only realized midway through that her legs were gripping her rapist savagely tight almost as if she was milking him for all she was worth. When he finally shoved her off himself and pulled the dog away, Hanna was left panting for breath. The orgasmic daze hadn’t quite left her, but already she could feel a sickening sensation in the pit of her stomach.

“That was disgusting,” her captor muttered, “I think you’re still filled with dog cum. Tomorrow I’ll clean you up. But for tonight…” he simply trailed off.

She found out what he meant by tonight as she was once again plunged into darkness with a blindfold. Her mouth was cruelly forced open and the very same gag that she had slept in last night was inserted into her mouth and buckled tightly. Accommodating its size was once again difficult as she choked and gagged. She didn’t have long to consider that before she felt more pressure against both her pussy and ass. Grunting around her gag she realized that he planned to fill her once more. She could tell the plugs were larger this time but she was too tired to protest more than a quiet whimper. Once they were fully inserted into her body a leather harness just like last night was secured around her to hold them in place.

She felt something strange. It was an almost tender kiss on her forehead. He had almost never touched her in a less than cruel manner. This was entirely different and confused her, “Get some sleep little slave. You have a big day tomorrow. Just be thankful I decided to leave the plugs off tonight so you might be able to rest.”

He left her then. For a moment she lay on her back on the stone floor. Only once that sickening sensation in her stomach began to grow did she move. Finally Hanna began to curl into a small ball on her side. She could feel the dildos buried inside her move and shift, tormenting her—though not nearly as much as last night. She grunted into her gag none the less. It was only the she realized that her tongue was subconsciously and diligently working at the phallus in her mouth. The sickening feeling grew by leaps and bounds.

She was disgusted by what she was becoming. He was effortlessly twisting her into the little slut he called her. First she gave a soft whimper and her body trembled. The trembling turned into small sobs until she shook from crying. She lay there, bound, beaten and abused sobbing until finally the little slave drifted off to sleep.