Cry For Us: Two Mistresses, ONE Tortured Slave

The Sweet Symphony of Your Cock in Pain Makes Us Horny

I crack the whip to get your attention properly. “Cry for us,” Mistress Vanessa purrs, her voice a silky whisper that sends shivers down your spine. Her wickedness is a quality I have always admired most. What a sexy, and evil bitch. Her masochistic energy matches mine perfectly. That powerful cunt-filled energy, mixed with your whimpers make me crave her in ways you’ll never get to experience…but don’t worry, I’ll enjoy her for the both of us.

You find yourself naked and bound in our dungeon. Helpless and vulnerable, beneath us. Every muscle in your body tense with anticipation. Your cock and balls are already aching from the denial and torment. No sense in complaining though, Afterall it was YOU who said you’d do ANYTHING to please us. Little did you know, you’d become nothing but a slave for our erotic amusement…Kind of like foreplay. Because what we really want: is to listen to you cry for us, while we get to enjoy one another’s wickedness completely.

What really gets us off, is the way you cry and whimper in pain for us.

You squirm slightly, the ropes digging into your most sensitive skin, you know damn well what’s coming. Mistress Vanessa leans closer, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief. “Look at him,” she smiles, “So pathetic and helpless.” she teases, before smacking you across the face and then stomping on your balls. Your cries make me giggle with pleasure. Her dominance is so endearing, I can’t help how much it turns me on to see her power over your helpless body. The more you cry for us, the wetter my lips between my legs become.

I nod, a wicked smile spreading across my lips as I watch the way your body reacts to her power. “Tell us how it feels,” I coax, my voice low, sultry, and demanding. “Every cry, every wince, makes me want to cum even more.” I lean in, letting my fingers brush your cheek, almost tenderly, before they trail down to your chin and firmly take hold of your face. “Don’t hold back. We want to hear you fucking cry bitch.”

Mistress Vanessa chuckles softly, the sound of her amusement sends a thrill through me. “Yes, let us savor every sound you make. Those cries are like music to our ears. As pleasurable as a cock sliding between our slick cunts. A fucking sweet symphony of your surrender that gets us closer to the edge of release.” Then down comes the whip on your cock for an uncountable time.

Your pain brings us closer, your cries echo between our legs

The pain shooting through your cock and balls sharpen your senses, and you gasp. Sounds of misery escaping your lips almost involuntarily. We fucken love it. I can see the embarrassment flooding your cheeks, but it only fuels the fire between us.

It’s a beautiful cycle, isn’t it? The way your pain only brings us closer. She leans into me, our hard nipples brushing together. Her lips are inches from mine. If it wasn’t for the crying, we’d forget about you completely. I can feel the heat radiating between us, that’s when our lips meet. Then, I let my hand travel down into her wet panties, feeling just how wet your cries are making her.

You squirm around, the ropes tightening around your balls as your cock attempts to grow again with her soft moans… Only to be denied the attention you seem so desperate for. Watch the way my hand grazes her slick clit. I know those ropes around your cock and balls hurt, but you can’t help how turned on you are. Watching us like the dirty little pervert you are. Shoving my fingers inside her, I let my other hand crack the whip down on your rock hard member again. Go on, Cry for us again you little bitch, let it leak and ache while I make mistress vanessa cum…

Craving to know how this story ends? If you’re brave enough to take us both on, try us together on a multi-girl phonesex call – let’s see if a pathetic bitch like you can cry enough to make us cum.

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