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Moira looked at Pilar in the same manner she might regard a mannequin
dressed in garments she did not approve of. Or perhaps a bush with
bad twigs that needed to be removed.
A cincher had been tightened around Pilar's waist, compressing it to
almost impossible proportions. On top of the cincher, a metal band had
been wrapped around her waist, replacing the chastity belt used earlier;
This new device designed for pure torture.
A slim metal tongue pointed down the band's front, ending in one
appendage resembling a large fork. Where each end had a wire running
down between her legs, small metal fangs sprouted along the wires.
These caused a great deal of distress to the unfortunate girl. The middle
wire was the worst, as it ran straight over her clitoris.
Beside the perils to the intimate parts, Moira had invented a novel
way of humiliation. The gag she had used on Pilar was yellow, with
a smiley printed on the front. The subjective gaiety the smiling emoticon
provided, stood in sharp contrast to the violent session the slave had
been subjected to.
Moira used the winch to hoist Pilar into the air, then turned around
to pick up a new device from a nearby table. It was basically one thick
anal hook, the end was however not just a simple ball, but had one
inflatable section attached, which Pilar knew soon be used to cause
her a huge degree of discomfort.
Pilar stared at the device that was held up in front of her face, knowing
that she could only make the insertion less painful by cooperating.
So she leaned forward to let some saliva drip down to add lubrication.
Moira spread the saliva and turned the hook over with her rubber-gloved
hand, while Pilar tried to follow the motion with her head to add more
moisture so that the upcoming insertion would go more smoothly.
“I like the scent of your fear,” Moira said, while looking Pilar into her eyes.
Suddenly Moira's face was distorted, then replaced by a similar but
different face though wearing the same fetish uniform, Pilar's vision
distorted while the room was drawn out to impossible proportions.
Then everything went black.

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