Isabel - stahl.hart

Friday, November 18, 2022. 10:18pm.

Master B stepped up to the platform where V 21 was immobilized. He walked around, looking at the presentation of the meat he was about to work with.

V 21 was a true ‘fitgirl’. Round, full ass, small waist and considerable tits, which had now been brutally crushed in the sadistic animal traps that Fraulein Stahl had implemented in the girl’s restraints. The strong jaws of the clamps had sank their many serrated teeth deep into the flesh of V 21’s tits, producing little streams of blood in various places. Slave girls at this level of sadistic play were smart to never ever get breast implants.

Master B ran his fingers over the extremely tight skin of V 21’s tits, making sure to not touch any of the streams of blood. He pressed down a number of times, feeling the pressure and fullness of the meat under his fingertips, as if he was judging a piece of chicken thigh fillet. Even though the area of meat available to him was limited, Master B wanted to make sure he would work with every inch that was given and his mind wandered all over the place while he continued his exploration by pushing his fingers as deep into her mouth as he could through the O-ring that kept her jaws spread.

V 21 was still producing a long, endless moan and hadn’t changed that sound ever since she had settled at the pain level that her current extremely uncomfortable position brought. She drooled profusely and Master B smeared her saliva over her hood. The girl’s mouth was the only place he could fuck without using any form of protection, he had deducted. Both V 21’s ass and cunt were spread open with crude hooks that featured sharp ends that stuck out of her body in such a way that they would cut his skin too, if he fucked her.

He unbuttoned his leather pants and pulled his cock and balls out and started stroking his semi-erect cock in front of V 21’s hooded head. It didn’t take him long to get fully hard with the prospect of thrusting his cock into the throat of the restrained blonde in front of him.

Isabel watched her master’s cock grow to the size she was used to. It was only the second cock she had ever sucked herself and she considered herself lucky to be allowed to worship it. And she was not alone. Master B had collared four other girls before her and they all worshiped his dick whenever he played with them. At 19 cm or just under 7.5 inches, his cock was considerably longer than average for a white European guy, but not intimidating like a large dildo or well-endowed porn star. What made the girls love sucking and being fucked by it, was the fact that it was straight without even so much as a hint of a curve and his glans was shaped like a massive mushroom that was considerably wider than his shaft, making it a perfect object to fill their fuck holes. Isabel had practiced for hours to even be able to fit his glans fully in her mouth the first time. With her cunt and ass getting trained heavily over the past few months, her mouth remained still the smallest entrance to Isabel’s body.

His cock head was a tight fit through the O-ring in V 21’s mouth and when he grabbed the girl’s hooded head and pushed his cock to the opening of her throat, this wasn’t just forced oral sex, but breath play at the same time.

He had to be mindful of the time allotted to him for this play date with V 21, but like with all the girls he fucked, he wanted to experience the tightness of her throat, so he forced himself as deep as he could, pressing his groin against her face and feeling his cock head swelling and pulsating inside the tight confines of her esophagus.

After a few seconds, V 21 started to strain against her bonds and her feet started moving fast in as much room as her restraints allowed. She was choking on Master B’s cock, but he paid no attention to her body language. Instead, he just wrapped the thumb and index finger of his right hand around the girl’s neck, just under her jaw, and started massaging his cock through the skin of her throat.

Then, when it looked like he was settling in, he pulled all the way out with a swift move, pulling thick strands of saliva and mucus from V21 ’s throat. The girl went into a heavy coughing fit that sounded for half a minute like she wasn’t going to come out of it, but Master B ignored it and moved on.

He stepped on the switch that made the platform turn around and gave the audience another good look at the struggling girl from all sides before stopping her with her stretched cunt and ass directed at the viewers.

He took a little time to pick and choose from the tools and toys available to him, but he would win this time back later, when he would be able to pick up the things he needed quickly without having to rummage around for them.

When he was done, he picked up the first two of the four dildos that Fraulein Stahl had marked for him. They were identical metal cylinders that were smaller than number three and four, though still impressive in their own right.

The body of each dildo was nine inches in length and the exact width that allowed them to pass through V 21’s anal stretcher with just 5 millimeters of diameter to spare. The heads of the dildos were covered in plastic bristles like a toilet brush, which made them a little wider than the shaft, but the rods did not really represent a phallic shape. Along the sides of the shaft, both rods featured rows of metal studs that were pointy, but not very sharp, mixed with little metal wires. Most of these were flexible, but featured rough, pointy ends. And what made this dildo fittingly brutal for this session were the eight tiny metal pins that looked almost exactly like the flexible wires, but were designed to operate as barbs that would fan out rigidly when the dildo was pulled back, hooking themselves into the walls of whatever flesh tunnel they found themselves in. Four of these pins were installed on the shaft just under the head of the dildo and the other quartet was installed halfway down the shaft.

Master B had no idea yet of what he held in his hands, and this was intentional on the part of Fraulein Stahl. The plastic bristles and the sheer size of the rods were already enough to make them impressive tools for torture. What sexy little secret these rods held, would be revealed automatically later.

For a second, he was puzzled by two short and thin metal rods sticking out of the dildos at the bottom, but Fraulein Stahl had already sent an assistant to provide him with the appropriate additional tool: an electric drill.

The assistant took her position a little to the side as to not block the view for any of the members of the audience and held the power tool out with one hand while her other clutched a bunch of wire from its extension cord in her arms in front of her body as if she was carrying a baby.

Master B looked at her with a confused face. It took him a second, but then he understood that he was supposed to mount the dildos on the drill before inserting them into V 21.

“Strange,” he thought to himself, “I never knew that the penis of a cat rotated like a drill.” And of course this wasn’t and isn’t the case, but it was just a fun little addition Fraulein had made to the set-up. The similarities with feline procreation would become more apparent a few minutes later.

Installing the dildo on the drill went fast, just like a regular drill bit would be used. Fraulein Stahl watched like a hawk from the sideline as did Isabel from the audience when Master B placed the toilet brush head between V 21’s stretched pussy lips, almost against the opening of her vagina. He pulled the trigger of the drill, which was shockingly loud when it started to turn.

Poor V 21 could hear the sounds of the power tool, but had no idea what would happen next, and this may have been for the best. After a short hesitation in which he stopped the drill again and pushed the bristles on top of the dildo’s head forcefully into V 21’s cunt, he pressed down on the tool’s trigger again and pushed it forward hard as if he was trying to drill a hole through a concrete wall.

It was mayhem. After the initial split second of shock, V 21 screamed at the top of her lungs at the sudden brutal invasion when the rough bristles of the dildo scraped her vaginal wall, hit her cervix and the cold metal of the dildo filled her up. It could have been luck or skill, but Master B managed to completely lodge the whole rod inside of V 21 with one strong push. He held the trigger pressed down for a few more seconds before he let go again and the loud noise stopped.

Even with just eight small metal pins that were actually sturdy on the dildo’s shaft, this invader had severely grated V21’s insides because of the insanely rapid turning motion of the drill. The plastic bristles were already extremely uncomfortable and the flexible wires were rough, but the solid pins really were painful.

After V 21’s initial very loud screams that even broke through the power tool’s noise, the abused girl segued into a long wail that continued when Master B disconnected the power tool from the first dildo and mounted the second one.

There was no question where this one would be going. Even Isabel knew what her master would be doing next. She watched with wide eyes as the hands that had just moments ago stroked her chest and rubbed her neck aligned the torture rod with V 21’s gaping stretched ass.

With the same technique that had worked wonders on V 21’s cunt, Master B pushed the bristles of the head of the dildo an inch or two inside the girl’s ass before he pulled the trigger of the power tool and pushed the whole rod deep into V 21’s colon.

The girl could not handle the pain she was in and she blacked out as soon as the second invader was pushed deep inside her body. Her head collapsed down and while Fraulein Stahl urged Master B to keep the motion going and ‘fuck her good’, the mistress walked up to where V 21’s head hung down and slapped the girl’s hooded head a few times to check if she had really passed out.

Master B half followed what Fraulein did, but kept most of his attention on what he was doing with the drill, which was still rotating at its insane speed inside the girl. Both dildos had entered the girl’s cunt and ass without any problems and Master B had probably not tried what he did next if he hadn’t received the nod from Fraulein Stahl. But he was curious and proceeded anyway.

He slowly pulled the still rotating drill back out until just the toilet brush tip of the dildo was inside V21. It was a messy scene. Blood, mixed with slime and pieces of excrement flew in small particles from the rotating dildo, mixed with who knows how many deposits of cum that the filthy slut had received while serving several men at Fraulein Stahl’s before her ascent to the stage.

Since the power tool rotated so fast, the droplets of junk flew everywhere left and right of the stage and also on V 21’s thighs and Master B himself. This was easily the most visually spectacular torture scene so far tonight and Isabel stopped breathing for a moment while she realized it could just as well have been her receiving the extreme treatment on stage.

Master B was perplexed at the mess he made and quickly pushed the dildo back inside V 21’s ass. Fraulein had made her way to him, but he was so enthralled with his work that he didn’t notice her. She watched him fuck the rotating dildo in and out of V 21’s ass for about a minute before she started talking to him.

“Here,” she said, “I will take over from you for a moment with the dildo. You go feel what a limp throat feels like around your cock.”

No one in the audience had heard the exchange between Fraulein and Master B, but everyone saw how he handed the drill over to the hostess of the night and made his way around to the other side of V 21, where he found her hooded unconscious head hanging down. She was drooling excessively from the O-ring between her teeth.

It was his plan to pull the girl’s head slightly up by a metal ring that was embedded in her leather hood and then shove his semi-erect cock into her throat again while he tilted her head at the best angle. But just before he was about to grab V 21’s head, he looked down and saw the bulging flesh of her tits.

The animal traps had sank their teeth deep into the girl’s tits at the top and bottom, about halfway between her pierced nipples and her chest. He could see the compressed, purple skin, covered with streams of blood, right at the points where the jaws touched the skin. The jaws of the clamps were still a little open in two places at the sides, which gave him an idea.

Master B turned around and went over to the small supply cache that had been prepared for him. He ignored the remaining two dildos for now, but picked up a handful of long meat skewers and a metal hammer that was small enough to be wielded with precision, but large enough to actually transfer its power to whatever it was tapped against.

Fraulein Stahl smirked with delight when she saw Master B turn around with half a dozen of her footlong stainless steel flat kabob skewers. He knew he was on the clock and he was very aware of everyone watching him, including his peers and also Isabel. He held one of the long skewers between the index finger and thumb of his left hand and held the other five rods with the remaining fingers of the same hand. This way he could position the skewer and have his other hand free to wield the metal hammer.

Master B pushed the sharp, pointy end of the first skewer against the bulging, trapped flesh of V 21’s left breast and smacked the hammer down. The metal pin slid inside like a knife through butter. With two taps of the hammer, it went in as far as it could. A second and third skewer were hammered in quickly after.

Isabel watched her master closely as he hammered the remaining stainless steel pins into the tortured tits of the unconscious girl in front of her on stage. There was a cold, relentless violence in his actions that conflicted and confused her. Is this the stuff that he really enjoyed? Would he do this with her if she submitted to him again? Why would he do this to her when she’s passed out? There’s no way for her to suffer or enjoy it. How would it feel to wake up after having your body tortured while unconscious? All these questions shot through her mind and gave her food for thought.

When all six skewers were hammered in, they stuck out of V 21’s tits in all kinds of directions. This was not a neat, symmetrical setup at all. Master B thrusted his cock against the girl’s head to get it more erect again and then he picked her head up by the metal ring on top of the hood and shoved his cock inside her mouth.

It took him a few thrusts to both get his cock completely stiff again and to find the right angle to really stuff his dick completely down the girl’s throat.

When Fraulein Stahl pulled out the dildo and stopped the power tool to replace the second dildo with the next, Master B’s loud grunts were the only sounds that filled the room while he relentlessly skull fucked V 21. Even before Fraulein was ready to insert the third dildo into the girl’s abused ass, he came and shot his load deep into V 21’s throat. It was obvious to everyone watching that he came, and that he came hard from using the unconscious girl. He was professional enough after he pulled his cock out to also pull the girl’s tongue out make sure that it was still in the right position. He had learned that lesson many years ago and didn’t want another situation where someone swallowed their tongue.

His rough antics with V 21’s head had distracted most of the spectators from what Fraulein had started doing. The focus shifted again to her when she placed the tip of the third torture dildo at the girl’s stretched sphincter. There was no metal pin attached to the third dildo, since it was not meant to be mounted on the power tool. There was a small hand grip at the end with an metal ring at the very end. Through the hand grip and under the ring ran a rubber tube that ended in a rubber squeezing ball.

Even though Fraulein wanted to shock and play hard with her meat, she had no interest in actually gutting someone on her stage by ripping their colon out through their ass.

The third dildo was designed to be more painful than damaging. In its current state, it was about the same size as the previous two rods, a tight fit for the spreader ring keeping V 21’s ass gaping wide open.

Master B walked up to Fraulein when she signaled to him to come over. She handed the dildo to him, but told him to not push it in yet. This one was no fun with a limp piece of meat. She picked the blood-and-slime-covered dildo that she had just pulled out and grabbed a dose of her ammonia-based smelling salts and administered it to V 21, who loudly inhaled deeply and coughed frantically as she regained consciousness. The girl panicked but had nowhere to go and could barely move in her bonds.

It took a minute of intense coughing and throwing up a liberal helping of stomach acid before V 21 calmed her panic somewhat while Fraulein helped her get rid of the mucus and other stuff that was still lodged in her nose and mouth. Even though the girl calmed down somewhat in terms of movement an noise, she started crying continuously in a stuttering sob.

Fraulein didn’t care and forced her to lick the blood and slime off of the torture dildo that had just brutalized her colon. 

All the while, Master B squatted behind V 21, holding the dildo with one hand while he stroked his cock with the other. He had plenty of time to study dildo number three. It was basically a flexible, inflatable butt plug that was covered in dozens of pointy metal studs all over its surface. Its purpose was simple: insert it fully and inflate it by squeezing the rubber ball attached to the tube that was sticking out at the end.

When he received the signal from Fraulein that the third dildo was supposed to be inserted, he started sliding it in and out in a slow fucking motion. In its current state, this wasn’t a tight fit and the inside of V 21’s colon was filled with sticky fluids that covered more and more inches of the new dildo’s shaft as he slid it out and then back in deeper at the next push until the whole thing was lodged all the way inside with just the rubber tube and part of the handle sticking out from the anal spreader.

As soon as he was done fucking the dildo into the girl’s ass, Fraulein had already finished playing with V 21’s tongue. After a quick look at the time, she had picked up the highlight of this little show from the supply table: the red metal dildo.

The mistress exchanged some words with Master B, who let go of dildo number three and looked up at what Fraulein was carrying. It was a bright red metal dildo that resembled a mortar shell in design. It featured a long, wide head that ran for over half the length of the rod before it tapered down to a smaller section that eventually ran back out to a wider diameter with fin-like protrusions that looked just like the backs of mortar shells.

Apart from the unique and curious design, it didn’t look that spectacular to Isabel or most of the other people in the audience, until Fraulein pushed a button and explained how it worked.

At the push of a button along the finned part at the end of the shaft, two long beeps were heard and rows of lights lit up along the full length of the dildo.

Fraulein held the dildo horizontally between her flat hands, making sure not to touch the sides of the shaft. She walked to the front of the stage and walked from one side of the stage to the other to give the members of the audience a better look.

“As you can see,” she started her explanation, “this dildo has some automated functions. It’s pretty simple, really, watch!”

Isabel sat to the front and had enjoyed a spectacular view of all the depravities on stage so far. She watched with full attention while two things happened with the dildo. First, several rows of short but sharp small spikes were pushed out of the surface of the dildo’s head. This happened in a wave-like motion from the front to the back, and when it reached the smaller part of the dildo’s shaft, there were no longer spikes that were pushed out, but there were three rings of inch-long very thin metal pins that fanned out from the shaft like three umbrella’s. They stopped at an angle of about 50 degrees, so they would effectively work like barbs in any cylinder the dildo was pushed into.

“When male cats fuck,” the mistress enlightened the audience, “it doesn’t matter if it’s big cats like lions or the cat in your home, as long as they haven’t been neutered at a young age, they will develop barbs on their cocks that dig into the female’s vaginal wall during mating.”

She intentionally paused for a second while the dildo reversed the program it had just shown and retracted all the extensions.

“I was told it’s because of a number of reasons that cats ‘hook up’ like this,” she chuckled, ”but biologist aren’t completely sure. Apparently cats are little rapists who keep their females from running away by hooking into their cunts, but it’s also suggested that females don’t ovulate until they get their vaginas ripped a little.”

The dildo automatically restarted the program that it had just run through when the mistress paused again.

“I don’t know which is true, maybe both, but maybe cats are just kinky like us and they enjoy some s&m when they fuck. See, how simple?” she asked rhetorically when the dildo restarted. “It will just continue pushing the pins out in a cycle until you shut it off again or the batteries run out.”

The mistress smirked again. “This is just the third prototype,” she added. “My god, can you imagine if the batteries run out in the middle of the program and you have this thing jammed all the way up your cunt?”

Fraulein wasn’t lying. This was the third iteration of the design, but it was not a finished product yet. Development right now focused on something else than a safety feature like the one she brushed upon right now. Her engineers were trying to figure out a way to implement a series of electric shocks through the pins when they were in their outward position, but this feature wasn’t available yet.

Nevertheless, the mistress wanted to use the centerpiece of this setup and when another cycle of the program had finished and everything was retracted, she pushed the on/off-button again and the lights went off.

“Here,” she said while turning to Master B, who had just removed the first dildo from V 21’s cunt while the mistress talked about her extraordinary tool. “You do the honors of jamming this up her cunt. Hang on a second. Let’s turn her around again and then I’ll inflate the plug in her ass.”

Master B took the impressive red dildo from Fraulein and for a few moments he held it the same way she presented it, at both ends with flat hands while the mistress used the rotating system of the small platform to show the audience the full extent of V 21’s predicament again. When her gaping, bloody cunt and plugged ass turned away, the focus came once again on the brutal animal traps that were crushing the meat of her tits. The three long skewers that Master B had hammered into each breast as a bonus stuck out in an irregular pattern. Then slowly the girl’s hooded head came back into full view. She was still drooling excessively and even though only her O-ringed mouth was visible, it was clear from her sounds and limited movements that she was still crying.

Fraulein turned her around slowly until a full 360 degree rotation was completed and the girl’s gaping holes were once again facing the audience.

The mistress grabbed the rubber ball and squeezed a couple of times to start inflating the plug inside V 21’s colon. She also gestured to Master B to start inserting the red dildo. Those last few minutes would fly by and even though V 21 would have to endure both rods until all the presentations were finished tonight, it was just more fun to have it in full focus for as long as possible.

Master B looked closely at the girl’s spread cunt, which looked like a flaring bloody gape. The hooks that were pierced through her labia still did their job. Fraulein had put them in the right place to withstand the pressure that had been put on them. Even though their puncture holes had been ripped a little bigger in some places, there was no way they would rip out at any time during this session. He looked at the blood, which was slimy and red in some places and dried in others. It covered her whole gape as well has her ass cheeks and thighs.

Before he inserted the red dildo, he just had to know. He just had to feel. He folded the thumb of his right hand under the palm of his hand and pushed his fingers together and slowly inserted it into V 21’s gaping cunt. The blood was sticky, but it was mixed with enough slime and other wetness to make a natural lubricant for his hand. His fingers went in easily and even though his knuckles required a push, the big hump of his hand soon disappeared completely.

The inside of V 21’s cunt felt wet and warm to the touch. Master B moved his hand around in a circular, twisting movement to inch a little deeper until he felt the girl’s cervix. He could feel the studs from the anal plug through her vaginal wall and massaged it with his fingers while Fraulein inflated the plug some more. That’s when he curled his fingers into a fist and started moving it around with a little more force and speed.

Because he knew his time with this meat was running out, he quickly sped up his assault with his fist to the point where he was repeatedly punching against her cervix with his fist to the soundtrack of her increasingly louder cries and the farting sounds that her wet cunt made.

When he pulled his hand out of V 21 again, it was, of course, covered in blood and slime like the dildo that had come out of her. Without paying attention to any of that, he aligned the large head of the red metal dildo with her cunt and started pushing it in. The dildo was massive and solid. Its rounded head was 9 centimeters wide and this width continued for the first 20 centimeters of the shaft, after which it tapered down to a width of 5 centimeters for a length of 10 centimeters before fanning out again to the original width at the tail fins.

The invader was massive at a length of 35 centimeters and Master B was not able to push it in completely. Fraulein stopped him when he tried to push it further. She thought it would be a nice bonus for the audience to see the last ring of pins fan out just outside V 21’s cunt, so they had a better idea of what was happening inside of her. She told him to get his hand cleaned and gestured with a nod of her head that he should pay V 21’s mouth a visit while she turned on the red dildo.

The two long beeps were heard again from the little speakers in the end part of the rod, but all the lights were obscured now with the dildo deep inside of the girl. It was soon clear, though, that the program that just had been demonstrated had started running again.

When Master B pushed his blood-covered fingers into V 21’s mouth to use her tongue and lips as a wiping cloth, the audience saw the lowest row of thin metal pins fan out from the dildo’s shaft.

Fraulein Stahl now started to continuously pump the rubber ball which inflated the plug inside the girl’s ass. She wanted to make sure that the audience knew that this plug had not just been for show and that the thing was really being inflated to grotesque proportions to push its uncomfortable studs into the wall of V 21’s colon.

V 21 cried and screamed out in pain as her insides were brutally stretched and tortured with metal pins and studs while Master B used her mouth to clean his hand. He only managed to muffle some of her sounds, but it was clear that the girl was in tremendous pain from the treatment that was given to her.

With only very little time left on the clock, Fraulein asked Master B to step back before she put the platform into rotation mode again and V 21 was displayed from all sides to the audience again while several assistants started placing things for the next setup on the last free spot on the stage.

Isabel knew the moment of truth was near. She was biting her lip and looking at the stuff that was brought out on stage, knowing this next setup was being prepared for her. There was no turning back now.