Chapter 95

Trina's Point of view

"F-fragon... This isn't humorous in the least," I cried. Because it was pitch black all around, my entire body was trembling. I'm not sure how I ended up here.

The scent of his cologne became too strong, and I lost consciousness earlier while we were walking together when he asked me to come to him. Because I'm not dressed, the cold tickled me.

Another issue with my posture is that there is something behind me, which causes my body to be in an arched position. As a result of my neck being locked and the metal spreader on my hands, my bones in my body are much more painful. The metal spreader on my foot made it much more difficult to maintain my posture in the sand.

Because of this item in my back, my back was lifted, and I couldn't breathe correctly because the air wasn't moving freely in my chest.

"Did someone tell you I was playing?"

I tried to move my head, but I couldn't because of the iron that was wrapped around my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes as soon as the light switched on.

"F-fragon.. This does not sit well with me. Please don't make me feel uncomfortable."

"But darling... I promised you we'd have a good time, didn't I?"

"Can you tell me what you mean?"

He walked up to me and smiled. First, he just moved his hands up and down the length of my legs till he reached a cut in the center of my legs.

"Ahh... no."

“Why? Can you tell me why you are rejecting this?" With one finger, he is massaging the inside of my crotch. This obnoxious metal bar is preventing me from moving my foot! I really want to! Due to his continued refusal to remove the circular metal bar that supports my back, my back is becoming much more painful!

“Haa. Ahh.”

"You seem to be having a good time. Just lay down and enjoy yourself as I let you explore our games." He pats the rear of my pussy and then turns his back on me. I can hear the sound of my wetness in his fingers, and I can feel it in mine.

He returned with a leather strap in his possession. I had wide eyes as I glanced at him. "Fragon! D-Don't tell me—”

"Do your best, sweetie. You must give your best effort; if you are injured, it is not my responsibility." After he finished speaking, he twirled the leather rope, a glimmer of joy in his eyes.

"Ahh...! What a–! Fuck!”

As he slammed the leather on the inside of my vagina, I shouted. I stretched my legs apart so that I wouldn't strike my thighs.

“Ahh! No! Ahhh!" I couldn't stop screaming as he slammed the leather on my pussy over and over again. Aside from the sound of leather being beaten, the only other thing I could hear were the metals that were linked to my body.

My eyes welled up with tears as I realized I had no idea how I was going to feel. It's a bit of a nuisance in the enjoyment. It sends lightning scurrying through my whole body.

"My... My... My... Trina, the hue of your skin has changed to scarlett. Your pussy is so crimson that it makes me want to eat it."

He tossed the leather somewhere, and then he walked up to the center of my legs and stomped on it. "This precious little fucking pussy of yours," he whispered.

He gripped it with his hands, as if he intended to physically take it from my body part.

He brushed it off and slapped my pussy once more. He went again and returned with something else, which I'm not sure what it was.

"Baby, put your tongue out a little."

He moved around to my side, but I kept my gaze away from him. No! I'm not going to do it! I'm desperate to get out of here!

"I told you to stick out your tongue and show me before I shove my cock into that little mouth of yours.” He wanted everything of me, and I had no choice but to do what he said.

He placed a tiny clear bottle tube into my tongue, which he demonstrated with a little clear bottle tube. The tube is equipped with a matching pump hose. He spun it till the edge of the rim became saturated.

"It's very excellent."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll check to see whether your nipples are capable of producing a large amount of milk so that, if you get pregnant, our kid will not go hungry."

"Asshole!”

He did nothing except chuckle.

He placed the opening of the tube into my right nipple and the pump hose into my right nipple. The tube is slowly taking the skin from my nipples.

When it had finally swallowed my whole nipple, he was able to pull it out.

"O-Ohh... Fragon," I growled.

He performed it again, using the same procedure. I did nothing except stare at his palm as my breast became even more pink.

A *pop * may be heard coming from the tube with each draw that is made.

He did the same thing to my left breast as well.

When he took the tube out of my nipple, I glared at him, but he didn't respond, just moved his face closer to mine and kissed me. He was at war with our two tongues.

Without my knowing it, his hand had slid behind me and removed the metal that was elevating my body.

"Haaah!" When he took it off, it was as though I had finally gotten some fresh air. He was following the metal rod that I was holding in my hand and on my foot.

This individual felt I was adaptable! I was on the verge of breaking my bones!

When he eventually removed it, I attempted to rise up and beat him, despite the fact that I was weak.

"What on earth do you think you're doing, you mother fucker?!?"

"Why?" He lifted both of his hands, as if he were surrendering to the guards officers around him. "Are you taking pleasure in it as well?"

I released my grip on him and pushed. When he said anything else, I would have gone to look for my clothing.

"Isn't it great to have a good time with me? You don't want to play any more games, do you? Does it seem to be growing more exciting?"