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SYNOPSIS OF PART ONE ' THE BREAST CHAMBER'
(His wife had discovered his long abiding craving for big breasts and in a masochistic woman who possessed them. She sought out a sadistic trainer who would enlarge her breasts through unconventional means. And who would teach her to love pain. After an initial period of training the sadist invited him to visit, The Breast Room, a place where many of his dreams would become reality. It was only a beginning as he left her in company of the sadist and returned home....)
She was sitting in a chair now, but her posture was lewd, to say the least. Her elbows had been pulled in so her larger breasts were held out in a very provocative way. She was learning..
"You are going to be good for him, My dear. But not just yet. Yes, he enjoyed seeing what you've elected to do. He loved the blowjob you gave, but this is only a beginning. You see, he left me three notes. I asked him to 'suggest' anything he wanted done to you," the sadist offered. He handed her an envelope. " Read this! Out loud!!"
Her hands were trembling. She was still very hot. Sexually hot. The words caught in her throat as she began, " I want them BIGGER. I don't give a damn what you have to do to get them that way. Just DO IT. I don't care if if hurts her more than she can stand. I want stares when I take her out. I want them to jiggle and sway. She has to arouse anyone who sees her. Men and women. Make her into the Hottest big tit slut anybody ever saw."
She almost wept. For joy.
He was blunt with her, " Do you understand?"
She hesitated and nodded, meekly.
The Sadist told her, " I am going to strip you of every vestige of your dignity. You won't just look like a big titted whore. You will BE one. You will humiliate yourself if others don't do it for you. Now listen to my every word. This will be one of the last times I call you by your name.. Now, read the second note!"
She bit her lip as she slit open the envelope. "Make her LIVE for breast abuse! I don't want her like the others. She must accept any perversions we can enact on her udders and be Turned ON by it. I want her aroused, instantaneously. I want her excited by any person I choose as my agent. I do NOT want a painslut who only grits her teeth and takes it. I want her to cum like a fountain when we work on her tits. Having her turned on turns ME on."
She had gooseflesh all over.
The Sadist's voice was harsh now. " So you SEE, slut! You have signed yourself over to me and there is no turning back. At some point you are going to reach a point where you know your tits can take no more. It is THEN you will beg me for more. And then we can celebrate progress. And....we will save your husband's third letter for another time."
Her voice was very small. " Oh my Sadist! Make me into what he wants. What You want. Be as hard on me as you need to be. Make me learn to suffer breast punishment. Make me a Tit Whore. PUSH me, please. Ohhh pleeeeeease. Force me to plead for your cum as you train me!"
His voice crackled, "EXHIBIT your tits to me!! Hands behind the small of your back! Up straight." She could see a handful of flex ties in his left fist.
The Sadist could have been handling an inaminate object, so intent was he on the task. He slipped the first plastic tie around the very base of her left tit, close to the chest wall. He slipped the end through the open slot and pulled it tight. A pair of pliers tugged it tighter. Then he YANKED it so brutally small it pinched her titmeat into folds. She threw her head back and groaned.
He performed the same action on her other tit. He was pleased to see her pussy had begun to dribble small amounts of pleasure-fluid.
There was a trace of a wolfish smile on his lips. " You've seen the drainage pipes under highways, the ones that are made of corrugated steel for strength? I'm going to make your tits as hard as old leather, not steel. I am going to corrugate then into segments. Only a deviate would love tits like you're going to have. It will drive you crazy."
He proceeded to attach four more flex ties down each dangling breast, every two inches or so. Each tit was forced to lengthen under the terrible tension and pressure.Tugging the ties with pliers made every one inhumanly tight.
The slut's titmeat drooped slightly downward, held so hard at their bases. It was like some demonic uplift-bra was holding them on display. They wobbled with her ragged breathing and she gave out timid little cries from deep inside her.
"ohh god. oh... i'm a whore! I'm a...a... a dirty painslut! Only a titwhore would take this... and i'm gonna ask.. for... oh yes please... MORE!!!!!"
The Sadist slid a full length mirror in front of her, but six feet away so he had room to maneuver. Her eyes were glassy with the pain and building pleasure inside her tits and pussy, But she forced herself to focus on the sight of herself. There was a terrible fascination in seeing herself humiliated like this. Her tits were hung out like obscene toys. A man, she knew, would find them mouthwatering. The tormented lovesacs shuddered and jiggled whether she wanted them to or not. She was entirely helpless. She and the sadist both loved it.
He ran his fingernails lightly over the rock-hard titflesh. Lightly, then harder. Then he began clawing his sharp nails over the bumps of girl-meat that were raised up in between the flexties. The plastic straps were buried inches-deep into her blazing tits. One was almost completely out of sight as her punished breast swelled up around it. His nails tore away tiny bits of outer skin. He tore at her nipples, then scraped a nail up her clit. She couldn't hold back any more.
The slut's head rolled back, her pouting lips opened in a series of choking cries. She begain wailing in words no one could have understood. It was the language of lust and agony and a frenzied kind of mad pleasure.
"ooohhhhAIIIiiiiiiiii...nnnnaa..AHHHHHHpleeeeee....nnn noooooommmmmaaaahhh GAHHHHHHHDDDD"
The Sadist waited only seconds before he was over her opened mouth and thrusting his cock past her lips....past her teeth... between her outthrust tongue and her soft pallet and deep into her throat. The slut tightened her throat muscles as much as she could and tried to pleasure him as much as she could He throat fucked her like an insane man and pulled out only in time to cover her eyes and hair with cum. He gunted and bellowed as he came and she was cumming at the same time.
He paused for a minute or two, savoring the sight of her painfully bound juggs. He wanted her attention.
" There are some men and women waiting outside. It took me a while to find the right ones. These have been, ah, should I say "involuntarily celibate" for various periods of time, some of them for years. I let them know you were 'available' and willing to have your slutty tits mistreated. A couple of them have a special interest in nipple torment. I told them you did too. Some have brought their own tools. I have provided others, the wire brushes, the wrenches and vise grips. They are awfully eager to meet you. I will usher them in, in a minute. Oh, Yes! I told some of 'em you had FF cup tits. Since you don't yet they'll be disappointed. They're take it out on you. Now, did you have something to tell me?
Her eyes were shining with undisguised adoration and passion. No words were needed.
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