Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 11

After being owned by the two mistresses a few weeks Denise was strapped to a table, her legs doubled up and tied so that her ass cheeks were spread to the maximum. Mistress Roxy, who was dressed in her usual tight, black leather top and mini skirt and military boots, had been fisting Denise for hours and Denise was nearing hysteria from the pain. Ever since her waist had been so brutally constricted fisting had become an even more painful ordeal since whatever was being shoved up her ass now forced her already compressed insides up under the corset, where there was absolutely no room to spare, resulting in more excruciating pain. It wasn't the only thing that was painful that day.

Mistress Vivian, who was dressed in a crotchless, full-body, black rubber suit and who had black, leather boots with seven-inch stilettos on her feet, had used thin rubber straps to constrict Denise's enormous tits, so that there was a strap for every inch of tit. After constricting Denise's tits in this manner, Mistress Vivian had whipped them soundly and they were now covered in red welts. As a little extra touch to make the fisting even more painful Mistress Vivian had also tied a strap around Denise's throat insuring that she had to fight for every breath. When Mistress Roxy finally withdrew her arm Denise issued a rattling sigh of relief. It turned out that this was too soon as Mistress Vivian came into her field of vision. Mistress Vivian looked down at Denise, who had a puffy, bluish look on her face as she gasped for breath, and said with a broad smile: "There, there, you worthless piece of sissy-trash. The warm-up is over and the real torture can begin." Denise didn't have enough air for a real scream, but rather issued a strangled gurgling scream of fear as Mistress Vivian started on her ass. The first thing she did to Denise was to give her an enema with chili oil. The oil made Denise's inside burn with a pain so bad she passed out twice before Mistress Vivian allowed her to expel it.