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Each torment broke us a little. Our bodies were in agony, but our minds were in rapture. It was difficult to comprehend what he was doing to us, but slowly he broke down our defenses. He molded us into pain sluts. Then his final act of torment cemented us as his property.
High in the rafters she is not alone. Mud-wasps, bats, and flies buzz and swop about her. But she labors also, the sweat forming maddening, tickling, rivulets that drip off the trembling labia. She must hold her legs spread — the apparatus that clutches her (gibbit) is engineered so as the legs grow weaker she impales herself on a cone shaped spike stretching her vulva. To overcome this splitting fatigue she discovers that a rhythmical spreading of her legs is less tiring. Diabolically, the machine that torments her also is her ecstasy.
The punishment could have been more moderate but now the beauty find herself staying on a piece of wood on a wobbling stool – merciless lashed from harsh bullwhip strokes.
Hunter leaves her to her cruel fate. Luna Beryl desperately pulls at her leather and rope restraints but it is hopeless there is no escape. She can hear the water dribbling into the bucket as is slowly fills with water and know that it will only be a matter of minutes before the cord around her throat will cut off her air and circulation to her brain.