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After Mistress released my sweating, shaking body from my bonds, it was my turn to dominate! She had abused my penis and my balls as well as violated my asshole, and all my parts being so pornomom.top sore just made me desire payback. As she had done for me, I created a simple scenario: I informed her that she was being accused of witchcraft, and it was my job to see if this was true or not. The method for this is bondage, humiliation, and torture. First, I told her, I must clean up her filthy witch body. I ordered her to strip. I then handcuffed her, dragged her into the bathroom, and attached her hands over her head to the shower curtain rod (in the same humiliating manner that she had used for me). I proceeded to roughly wash her, paying special attention to her pussy and ass. I informed her that my method of interrogatioin required total lack of hair in all areas of interest. This made her start to shake. Her pussy was already (mostly) clear of hair, so I picked up the single-use razor and finished the job there, then I spread her ass cheeks and removed all the hair that would inhibit my work. When this was done, I let her stand there, hands above her head, dripping wet, while I prepared in the next room. I then dragged her roughly out of the bathroom and immediately tied her to the bed, again with her hands tightly bound above her head. I also spread her legs as far as they would go to the bottom bed posts. Now her C-cup breasts, flat stomach, and newly shaved pussy were on full display. "Confess your part in witchcraft, and this doesn't have to happen," I told her. "No!" she said, "I'm no witch please believe me!!" I simply smiled and picked up a cat-o-nine-tails whip (that she had also used on me); I began her ordeal by whipping her tits at least 15 times hard (I could still feel the whips effects on my penis). Then I whipped her outstretched arms, her stomach, and her legs. She was whimpering, and I gave her one more chance to admit to the accusations. She refused. So I put aside the whip and returned with 2 turning point nipple clamps that we had just bought. I smiled an evil smile and as she struggled, attached them slowy to each one of her hard nipples. She twitched as I tightened them to the point of pain, alternating between breasts one turn at a time. After her first true yelp of pain, I paused for a few seconds, and then tightened each one two more times. I could see that this was beginning to really hurt, because she was shaking visibly.
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