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Cindy reads a job announcement, this says:"We are looking for a strong and willing girls, ready to test the strength of our products, well-paid and secure job!".. Cindy decides to meet the manager to talk about this job; soon she understands that it is not as expected.


heh heh heh


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As she?�s dragged into the tank by a rope lashed to her ankles, she struggles and screams. But we hear nothing. In the water, she seems more spirit than flesh. Her hair flows in dark waves, obscuring her face. She?�s on the floor on her stomach, bound tight as though ready to be spitted and cooked. Her legs are folded at the knee, so that calves and feet are bound flat to thigh and ass. Cindy Molester tells her it?�s time to play a game of ?�choice.?� Squeamish Cindy doesn?�t like her choice ?� that much is obvious right away. When he tells her to lick his boot, she makes a face. So he ties her hair to the hoist, raising her head. She?�s spanked. She?�s finger fucked. He paws at her bright red pussy. Hoisting her up farther, he slaps her. Still no bootlicking. Cindy Molester lifts her onto her knees, holding her there by the tie in her hair. This is when the cattle prod appears. In terror of that red devil, Cindy relents. Once back on the floor, she can hardly bring herself to touch her tongue to his boot, much less lick it. She spits on the boot and buffs it with her chin. But the girl has no enthusiasm for her task. Not even the cattle prod has the desired affect.

fuck you, motherfucker

shut up, Cindy

ARRGGGHHH


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The scene opens on a helpless Cindy naked. Her hands are bound behind her with leather straps, her arms are wound around wooden pegs to keep them in place. She tries to wriggle, but her ankles are held together, too and the high heels on her feet make balancing a tricky situation. One false step her shoulders will be bearing her full weight.
In this position she can't offer any resistance as Cyd Black cuts away her dress with scissors. A small scrap of cloth and a pair of stockings are the only things left covering her and they leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. If she was planning on protesting her defrocking the rag-gag in her mouth has eliminated that option. Held in place with tape and a face mask it is an effective means of muffling her.
Cindy 's magnificent tits are exposed. Firm and round they make a tempting target for the whip. As it crisscrosses her body the mixed moans of pain and pleasure escape her throat but are stifled by the gag. The tears, however, flow freely, making her make up start to run.
Her pussy is going to get some, too. Every slap of the whip across her lips will make them more sensitive for the next one. It is only a few hits before they start to turn pink. We meant it when we said she loved bondage and discipline. Her arousal is apparent from the way her body flushes with anticipation.
Suffering sweetly earns her a brief reward. The Hitachi is the most powerful hand held vibrator in the world. For most women a few seconds on high is enough to bring them to the edge or orgasm or even push them over the edge. Cyd is going to play a sadistic game with Cindy . She will get just a taste of the pleasure that the high speed toy and bring her but it won't be enough to get her off.
She jerks against her bondage in frustration. All she wants to do is feel the release of a powerful orgasm, but Cyd has other ideas. Cindy can moan, buck and beg all she wants, she isn't getting off until he decides that it is what he wants to see. He is probably doing her a favor, actually, considering how powerfully Cindy cums. She has the kind of orgasms that make her weak in the knees and may make it hard for her to stand up on those heels.
Eventually she does get her wish, although she soon regrets it. As Cyd pushes the vibrator against her clit she sinks down to meet it and feel the waves of pleasure wash over her. It isn't until she has had her first orgasm that she realizes he has just found another way to torture her. The sensations between her legs won't stop now, as the ecstasy turns to the agony of over-stimulation.
When she has been rebound into her new position Cindy may think that things are getting better. First off, the rag in her mouth has been replaced by a ring, meaning that if she screams the sound will be heard loud and clear. Second, this time she is bound on her back, with her legs straight up into the air. It means no more fretting over whether or not her knees are starting to feel weak.
Then again, it means a few things to Cyd, too. Her ass and pussy are completely exposed now. Her hands and ankles are shackled into place so there is no reason to worry about how much she may buck. Even her head is mostly immobilized, this time by a set of hooks in her nostrils that pull her nose up into a humiliating pig snout. The only think she can do freely is flex her fingers. Her toes have been tied to a pair of intense nipple clamps so that if Cindy arches her feet the lines will pull taut and tug at her tits. It's an awful predicament she finds herself in, and that is before the torments start.
Cindy 's pussy has barely had a chance to recover. It's still sensitive from the last round of orgasms when Cyd puts a very precise little instrument right against her clit. The celebrator doesn't have the raw power of a hitachi but it is entirely focused into a much smaller area. While the larger vibrator feels like it is shaking her whole body, this tiny terror puts all of the emphasis right onto her most sensitive spot.
She struggles as much as the iron around her limbs will let her but there is no getting away from it. This time Cyd isn't even worried about taking it away before she cums. Instead he has decided to inflict a few painful distractions on her, to see if she can manage to get off through the combination of sensations. She is freely allowed to orgasm as many times as she wants to if she can manage it.
By the end she is just a shell. Cindy has cum so many times that she isn't sure if she can anymore. She has stripes from whips and canes all over her body. Her tits, ass and pussy are aching and inside she feels dirty and used. It is exactly the Gold Experience that she came here looking for. And it isn't over yet.

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Cindy 's first ordeal is a series of rigorous calisthenics during which her generous breasts become a focal feature as they bounce and swing. Mistakes in counting or procedure result in cane strokes. During the push-ups, tacks are placed upright on the floor beneath the droop of her tits. Leg lifts must be accomplished with her legs spread so that we enjoy a full view of Cindy 's moist pussy.

Then comes feeding. Her elbows are wrenched behind and held in place with a leather strap. Wrists, ankles, and knees are also strapped. She lies flat to the floor. A bowl of food is placed nearby. She worms her way toward it. The gooey gruel sticks to her cheeks and chin. Then water is poured into her bowl. She sucks and laps it up. Afterward, she is locked into a small cage where she sits, her knees practically at her chin.

Time passes. She is released in order to piss into the same bowl from which she ate. Urine pours from between her labia, splashing outward. Cindy must lick every drop from the floor as punishment for sloppiness.

A wide clear plastic collar is buckled onto her neck so tightly that she has difficulty talking. Her arms are bound behind and hoisted behind her. Cindy can hardly stand upon the 6-inch heels that she wears. The edge of a 2x10 board is wedged between her thighs. It is clear Cindy 's strength is deteriorating at this point. A vibrator is strapped along the board at her clitoris. She works it as much as her situation will allow, but she is overcome with her suffering.

Cindy is taken out and placed in the cage once more. But the end is nowhere near. She has yet another day of torment


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Blinded by a pair of opaque contact lenses, Cindy gazes vacantly around the room, nervously awaiting her fate. Cindy Molester has so many evil plans for the poor thing?��and she?��ll never see what?��s coming to her.

After an hour of languishing in a harsh hogtie, the petite brunette is shackled down to a metal chair. Her pale blue eyes are held wide open so that the lenses can be put in place. Sneaking up on his blind victim, Cindy Molester gives her a few good whacks with the elephant?��s trunk as a reminder of how vulnerable she really is. Vision almost completely obstructed, she balances on a pair of tall heels for the remainder of the preshow, anxiously anticipating what will come next.

At the show?��s start, she is bound in a crouching position and instructed to remove her lacy blouse and short skirt. Supported by a pulley, she balances on her knees while Cindy Molester strikes her golden skin with a cane and the elephant?��s trunk. Tears pouring from her dark eyes, she twists and turns, sobbing loudly.

She is next pulled into a full suspension. Weights attached to a labia clamp stretch her pussy painfully; she groans, suffering but enduring.

Belted down to a metal grill, she howls as large needles are inserted through each of her nipples, along with another through the inner labia. Weights hanging from the piercings pull her breasts upward and cunt lips down.

A tub of water is placed beneath the table and Cindy is flipped upside down with her head hovering close over it. Cindy Molester flogs her pussy till it is bright pink then immerses her face to silence the screams. Wailing hysterically, Cindy begs for this torture to end.

Tipped back to a vertical position, she is impaled on a large dildo. Cindy Molester vibrates her swollen clit till she is about to come but then stops to surprise her with a few final blows. She is quickly calmed once again with the touch of the vibrator. Moaning softly, her blind eyes roll back and she relaxes against the metal device.


heh heh, I love you, Cindy


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In the silence of the barn, she?��s tied to a workbench, her ass fully displayed. Cindy Molester inspects her cunt. He mangles her pussy. A metal pipe is screwed onto the bench and pushed into her mouth, holding her head in place. His gloved hand fingerfucks her, then smears her face with pussy slop. Snapping the glove off his hand, he shoves it into her pussy and leaves it there, like a finger pointing.

Nose hook. Spanking. Then the bench with 129 tied down is shoved toward the wall. A lurid pink dildo pokes out through a hole, attached to the arm of a fucking machine on the other side. It bangs into her. She whimpers.

129 is suspended between two thick posts, spread-eagle. And of course, the necessary strangle rope. Her pussy?��s pinched tight between two ropes. He canes her ass and singletails her breasts, waist, and thighs until she?��s livid with red marks. Now he wraps the whip onto her pussy from behind. Cindy Molester teases her pussy. But he gets no smile of encouragement. So he chokes her. Just a little foreplay. A precursor of things to come. A taste of terror before the real thing.

She hangs in a cage. In the floor below is a dark rectangle. Upon closer inspection, the darkness ripples. Water. A deep tank filled with it. Cold. Black.

As she?��s lowered into the water, she reaches upward as though trying to get out. But it?��s useless. He stops the pulley so that her lips are just above the water. She shivers. Then he drops her in and she flails, she claws at the chain. From below, we see her body drop in. An explosion of bubbles. He lifts her out with her nose just above the water. She begs him. She asks. No response.

The lights go dim. Her teeth chatter.

In the silence from below, we watch her dropped into the water.

Black screen.


ARRRRGGGHHHHHH


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good morning, Cindy


After she?��s been awakened, she sits on a chair with a cup of hot coffee uncomfortably wedged between her thighs, heating up her sensitive pussy. She is asked what is going to happen to her on that day. She answers that she is going to be fucked physically, emotionally, and mentally.

Before she proceeds, Cindy makes it clear that her mind is "in a different place right now." Her face, body, and movements show the stress and strain from her first two days of suffering. She states that she does not know how long she can go on, but that she is determined to continue.

After this emotional moment, she is shackled spread eagle to a platform and diapered. Her humiliation mounts. For nourishment, Cindy is bound into a tight hogtie and made to eat breakfast off the floor.

She is stood up and chained in a standing spread-eagle position. Her diaper is removed and taped over her face. She is scrubbed down and sprayed off.

Next comes barbecued girl. Locked into a small cage, Cindy clutches her long legs close to her chest. The cage is anchored to a pivot in such a way that the cage can be turned. A heater is placed beneath. As the temperature rises, Cindy shifts and settles, trying to relieve her discomfort. The cage is turned, roasting Cindy like meat on a spit. Cindy ?��s inner labia swell, pushing out from between the outer lips. Whether this is from excitement or a reaction to the heat is unclear. What is very clear is her rosy ass, reddened by the heat. A candle is pushed into her anal sphincter.

When the cage is turned so that her face is closest to the heater, Cindy begins to weep uncontrollably. The heater is removed and replaced with a fucking machine in her ass. But even that cannot relieve Cindy ?��s mental and emotional anguish. After the eroscillatior makes her come, Cindy begs for an end to her agony. She is released from the cage, and she sits on the floor smoking, looking as though she has receded into a world all her own.

The cage is so tight that she cannot bend her arms upward to get relief from her position. Her limited ability to move is restricted further by metal stocks that hold her neck in position. The spider gag is inserted so that her open mouth is perfectly aligned with the round opening situated at face height in the cage. Clamps squeeze her tender nipples and are utilized to swing her and her cage. Afterward, she gives a reassuring smile, as though anticipating the torment that is yet to come.

A triple-wicked candle is placed under her feet. She shifts in small increments (which is all that her confinement allows) as an attempt to find relief from the flames. Her hands are strapped to the rear corners, further limiting movement. The nipple clamps are removed, accompanied by her screams. Her subsequent request for a cigarette is granted, an apparently benign gesture, until it is taken from her and opportunely used on her large breasts that droop over the bars like ripe fruit. Afterward, the cigarette is stubbed out on her tongue.

She is then made to drink water from a funnel. A steel pipe is lubed and slid between her thighs, so that her weight bears down upon it. And the candle still burns. Her discomfort increases as minutes go by, turning to hours.


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The inquisition-style collar is slowly tightened until she can?��t speak, can?��t swallow, can barely breathe. Saliva foams from her lips. Her milky skin, large eyes, excessive breasts, and that lovely Cindy smile. All of this and Cindy locked in a box. To top it off, Cindy Molester spanks Cindy ?��s sassy ass. The bondage is terrifying, disastrous. It so becomes Cindy . An ultra tight metal ?�?belt?�? cinches Cindy ?��s waist. Her ankles and wrists are clipped directly to the waist piece. Chain holds her down on her knees. A metal posture collar is locked onto her neck. As time passes, the collar is slowly tightened, constricting her voice and, of course, her breathing. A metal crotch piece is locked into place, blocking access to her pussy and holes. No position satisfies. No comfort. No rest. A metal pole is attached to her neck, waist, and ankles, keeping her straightened out. By minute eighteen, she can barely speak. Her breath rasps. He tightens the collar another turn. She moans, seeming to go into semi-consciousness. The collar is removed.




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In the morning, her head is pulled out of the metal box, and decorated with a bit gag and posture collar. Cindy Molester seals her mouth with tape then allows beaver to smoke a cigarette in each nostril. He has a smoke himself, using her open mouth as an ashtray.

Next beaver is taken out of her box and bound standing with arms and legs spread. Cindy Molester suctions her nipples and clit. He gives her tits extra attention, taking care to assure that they are properly suctioned and tied off into tight, swollen nodules. Cord around her protruding nipples is extended to clamps at her labia, pulling her girl parts taut. She is further burdened by a noose around her neck and a rope rubbing harshly against her pussy. For the final touch, Cindy Molester stuffs a cloth gag in beaver?��s mouth so she cannot scream as he canes her tender thighs and sensitized tits.

She is then locked back in the box for a cigarette and rest break.

But Cindy Molester has more torments in store for poor beaver and soon she is back in action, belted down to a wooden platform with her long, lithe legs held open. A hook thrust in her vulnerable asshole is attached to a rope tied to her hair. The straining pressure encourages her to keep her head lifted while Cindy Molester goes at her with the cane once more. Mercilessly striking her ass and thighs, he holds nothing back. Agonized, beaver wails as the cane wallops and welts her backside.

heh heh, I love you, Cindy

ARRRGGGHHHH


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heh heh heh

Cindy wakes up on the floor tied to a radiator by a rope around her neck. She struggles to move but her arms are tied brutally tight behind her back. She hears a lot of noise outside and screams into her gag for help. But her screams are muffled by her gag. She has to try to escape before her captor returns. She reaches out with her fingers trying to pick at the knots holding her to the radiator. It is hard work and Cindy feels a sense of victory as the knots finally work free and she is able to struggle to her feet. She has also managed to push the wadding out of her mouth past her tight cleave gag. She looks around for an exit and runs for it looking for help. But she runs right into the arms of Cindy Molester who scoops her up and puts her back into the room. He is pissed that she tried to escape and puts the rag back into her mouth then seals it in tightly with black tape. Cindy struggles helplessly in his arms fighting to try to escape again but her picks her up and slams her down onto a table. He crosses and ties her ankles tightly together. The rope around her throat is then pulled back to her bound ankles and pulled tight. Cindy chokes on the rope as he ties it to her ankles. She begs with her eyes as the rope around her throat gets tighter and tighter as she struggles. She has to acrh her back to keep the rope around her throat from choking her.

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after all that, you still trying to escape?

take that, Cindy

ARRRGGGHHHH


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bound securely with rope, Cindy languishes atop a tall metal cage. In response to Cindy Molester ?��s questions, she mumbles through the bag concealing her face. Once it is removed, he asks a series of standard interview questions before he gets to work, tormenting her. A bondage virgin, she has no idea what?��s in store.

Her large mouth eagerly accepts the rag stuffed inside. Her neck lengthens as the leather noose is fit snug. Nipple clamps stretch out her large, plush breasts. She is seated on Mr. Pogo, impaled.

Cindy Molester binds her tits in rope, forming them into two firm, ripe melons. He pokes and smacks them with a skewer and suctions the nipples. Cindy plays right into his game, bouncing, shrieking, and shimmying seductively.

Still on top of the cage, she lies on her back. Legs spread overhead, she peers through the opening at her own wet cunt, watching as a hook is plunged inside. The vibrator invokes moans of pleasure.

Black tape is wrapped around her face, leaving only the mouth exposed. Cindy Molester flogs her pussy and tits then brings out the eroscillator again. A white cream oozes from her pussy as her whole body is inundated with waves of ecstasy.

Gagged with tape, she is hogtied on the concrete floor. Her feet are tied together, increasing her helplessness. She moans and wriggles powerlessly as Mr. Pogo is thrust in and out.

Hands cuffed behind her back, a noose f0rces her onto her toes. Rubber bands are slipped onto her breasts, causing them to bulge and redden. Her arms are then bound with elastic, pulling the elbows together.

Seated on the ground, she groans as layers of rubber bands are added to her legs, pulling them close. Bands around her neck and thighs f0rce her to hunch over uncomfortably.

Her legs are bent and spread with rubber bands holding arms to calves. Elastic around her nose, mouth and eyes distorts her pretty face. For the final touch, clothespins are clasped to her tan, silky skin.


heh heh, I love you, Cindy

ARRRGGGHHHHH

you and I are forever, I decide when forever ends

understand?

YARRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!


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is brought home by Cindy Molester . He pushes her into the house blindfolded and with her elbows already crushed tightly together behind her back and wrapped up in ropes. She is lead blindly into the living room where forces a huge shop rag into her mouth then seals her mouth shut with duct tape. More ropes are added and tied around her chest and arms pinning her upper arms to her back. He binds her slender wrists tightly together and hen he ties a rope around her thin waist and around her forearms then it is pulled down between her legs and forced deep into her crotch. The crotch rope is then anchored to her bound wrists pinning her hands to her ass. He pushes her down onto the sofa and leaves her alone to struggle helplessly on the sofa. Cindy has no use of her hands or arms at all for leverage as she struggles to sit up, she rolls around on the sofa helplessly sobbing and moaning into her gag. Cindy Molester returns with more ropes and sits down on the sofa and drags her over into his lap. He removes her blindfold and pulls out her tits. He then fondles and molests her tits with his hand before tying her knees tightly together. He rolls her over so her knees are on the carpet and her chest on the sofa and crosses and binds her ankles tightly together then moves her onto the floor under the Xmas tree. Ropes are run from the ropes around her forearms to her ankles and she is pulled up into a brutally tight hogtie. He leaves her there under the tree with all the pretty wrapped presents, she is just another pretty wrapped present to himself. She tries to struggle but all the ropes are tied bow string tight and she is totally immobilized and helpless

I'm gonna be your Santa, Cindy

YARGGHHHHHH

HEH HEH HEH

Last edited by kassyS; 01-15-2014 at 08:45 AM.
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