Model Slave Pt. 02 Ch. 01

The photographer turned off the vibrator and waited until Madison's eyes began to clear of the lustful cloud. His hands couldn't resist caressing her breasts, belly and pussy, but he eventually looked her in the eye and asked, "Do you want more, or do you want me to fuck you?"

After several attempts to speak, Madison stammered, "Mmmmooorrree! Oh God, please, I need more."

The photographer muttered, "Okaaayyy." So, while Madison was still consumed in the spasms of her pleasures, he relocated the cameras and the laptop around the other device. Then, he went to Madison, unbound her ankles, stood up, and unbound her wrists. As her limp, overtaxed and boneless body started to slide to the floor, the photographer picked her up in his arms. He had seen her wobbly legs and smiled. The photographer scooped her naked body in his arms and carried her over to a large wooden table. He gently laid her onto the wooden rack, and only then did she realize where they were. A big smile crossed her face with excitement starting to creep back into her body. She had hoped that someday she could experience her favorite of all medieval torture devices.

The photographer locked her feet into the wooden stocks at the bottom of the device. He couldn't help smiling to himself as he watched the joy and excitement on Madison's face. She was a stunning bondage treasure, but she had no real idea what was in store for her. He adjusted the half barrel fastened to the table, laid her backwards over the barrel, and began fastening her wrists into the leather manacles at the top. Even before tightening the rack, she was a true vision of feminine splendor.

The photographer laid his hands on her belly, feeling her silky skin and her trembling muscles underneath. The muscles in her sleek legs were already showing a little bit of strain, with her small, muscled butt already straining to reach the rack. Her glistening, womanly slot was sticking up in a seductive pout begging to be played with. In her backwards arch over the half barrel, her muscled belly was stretched thin, tight, and concave with only her sexy navel humanizing that thin belly.

Her ribs pressed conspicuously against her skin and her chest pulled taut with her arms stretched over her head. Madison's normally fabulous, perfect breasts had rolled to the top of her chest looking much larger, fuller and more remarkable than ever. Her nipples were already puckered and beckoning, ready to be played with. He saw her face and eyes watching him as he appraised her body. Her eyes transmitted her craving to be used, moreover a daring challenge. She wanted him to know that her body belonged to him for now, and she wanted him to torment her, use her and devastate her with teasing passion.

The photographer gave her a little smile and a slight nod of his head as he accepted her challenge. He moved to the top of the rack and began to crank the stretching wheel, tightening and stretching Madison's body. He was thinking about this incredibly gorgeous and sexy woman, as he cranked the wheel. Madison's arms and ribs seem to almost separate from the rest of her body. Her already thin and muscular belly almost receded into a thin line of taut flesh barely connecting the two parts. As her ribs pulled taut, the skin around her breasts tightened making them firmer as they reached for the ceiling. Her breasts gave slight seductive wobbles as her strained breathing seemed to toy with her puckered nipples. Her hips were thrust forward giving her seductive pussy more of a weeping pout as it glistened in her juices. She was now stretched taut, and her sensitized skin was waiting for her the photographer's teasing pleasure.

The photographer looked down at this extremely gorgeous woman who given her body to him to play with. She was stretched taut on the rack, helpless and completely at his mercy, yet her body and face longed to be his plaything. He began to lightly caress her soft, tightly stretched skin. Her belly was taut like a human snare drum. Her hard breaths shook her breasts giving her petulant nipples an almost come-hither look, beckoning him to play with them. In order to build her fiery passion even more he whispered, "There are now over 20,000 people watching your sexy body stretched on the rack."

Her face was filled with anticipation, but her eyes were full of fire and passion. He leaned down to give her a soft loving kiss, but Madison didn't want that right now as she hungrily attacked his mouth. Her teeth grabbed his lower lip for a second and sucked it into her mouth. The photographer responded to her desire with a hunger of his own. His tongue invaded her mouth while his hand caressed down her belly until his fingers slid inside her already drenched womanly slot.

The photographer felt her body tense, trying to get more of his fingers inside her, but she could barely move. She whimpered and moaned into his mouth as his fingers wreaked havoc on her clit and G-Spot. Madison ripped her mouth from his as she moaned, "Oh God. Oh, tease me here and now and make the video show that I'm a gorgeous sexy slut in need of taming. Show the things you can do to me, how you can make my body climax over and over!"

The photographer looked into her eyes and could see she was already blisteringly hot and wild for him to tease her and make her climax over and over. Her body was already writhing within the confines of her tightly stretched form. As his fingers continued to drive her wild with crazy lust, The photographer leaned down and kissed her cheek. He whispered into her ear, "Very soon you will know only the ecstasy that your new Master can bring you."

The photographer reached over and grabbed a blindfold off his cart and slipped it over her eyes. He pulled the cart next to the rack and leaned down and gently licked her nipple. Madison gasped and quivered as she whispered, "Oh! Not being able to see adds a kind of scary excitement and intensifies the feelings."

While his tongue toyed with one nipple, his hand brought up an ice cube and began to trace her other nipple with the cold cube. Her nipple puckered as she gasped at the sudden sensation. Her breasts were not sure of this new sensation and wobbled seemingly trying to get away or get more of the new sensation.

Madison's mouth opened and closed a couple of times before she moaned, "Cold, so cold. It makes my nipples throb and long for your mouth to warm them up again."

The photographer repeated the nipple play with the ice on her other nipple and traced the ice down her belly, watching her muscles ripple trying to get out of the way of the cold sensation. He traced the ice down her legs and back up her inner thighs until he slid the ice between the lips of her pussy. Her hips twisted dramatically trying to get out of the way of the cold, but she was held fast and could only suffer through the torturous ice. Her clit, that moments before was inflamed and was prominently on display throbbing for attention, was now trying to hide in its hood to get away from the ice. The photographer slid the ice in and out of her pussy furnace and the ice very quickly melted into a puddle.

So, his next bit of torment was ordinary ostrich feathers that he had in each hand. One hand started at her knees and worked upward toward her womanly folds while the other started at her ear and worked downward toward her nipples. With her skin highly sensitized, the soft feathers felt much harsher than they normally would have felt.

The photographer slid the feather through her pussy lips and made it far enough to caress her clit before her hips tried to curl and twist her hips to get more stimulation. However, she was restrained so tightly she could barely move. The photographer could see all of her muscles underneath her skin rippling and dancing trying to get more of the feather. Meanwhile, her nipples were receiving the same treatment and likewise, she was thrusting out her chest trying to get more stimulation on her nipples as well. She had even less movement on her chest, but the wobbling of her breasts made for a very erotic target.

Her eyes were glazed with passion ruling her body. Her head was thrashing back and forth between her tightly stretched arms and her mouth was opening and closing in erotic spasms as she whimpered, groaned and whined in blissful anguish. Madison had heard of sub-space, but now she was experiencing it firsthand. While her body twisted and squirmed with a mind of its own, her mind was swimming in a sea of passionate depravity she never knew existed.

The photographer tilted the rack so the video could see Madison's blissful torment, as he continued to use the feathers on her sensitized nipples and clit. He was distracted by the dancing muscles under her skin and he watched as the micro tremors leapt around her torso. He had to admit that Madison was unlike any other woman he had seen and her writhing form was pure carnal bliss in motion.

He ran the feathers over her newly sensitized belly and down her sides but wound up back at her nipples and pussy stimulating them even more. Her nipples were now hard knots and bundled nerves with Madison arching her chest trying to get more stimulation on her turgid nipples. Likewise, her glistening pussy was hunching in the air trying to find something to feed desperate hunger, but all she got was a teasing feather.

Now was the time to take her to places she had never been. As she lay stretched and quivering with need on the rack, The photographer attached a fucking machine to the base of the rack. He fit a large thick dildo into the machine. He knew in her taut, stretched state, it was going to feel like a much larger cock invading her womanly slot.

The photographer put some slick lubrication on the dildo and seated it between her pussy lips. He turned it on and watched as it started its merciless journey into Madison's pussy. In her frantic inflamed state, Madison was desperate to have the dildo fill her void and her whole body tried to hunch trying to get more of this invader inside her. Her vocal reaction was just as strong as her physical one.

"OH ... OH GOD ... MORE ... OOOOHHHHHH ...SSSOOOO BIG ...AAAUUUGGGHHH ... BIGGG ... DEEP ... CCUUMMMMING ... CANT .... STOP ... CUMMMING."

The photographer was truly amazed at the tremendous passion bottled up inside his woman. It was spectacularly inspiring as he watched her trying to contain the overwhelming force that was invading her body. All of her efforts were only slowing the progress of her climax. He wanted her to try to hold her orgasm at bay so he lightly admonished, "Hold it a little longer, I know you can."

It was an amazing sight as the large dildo was being pushed into Madison's slot. The photographer could see her stomach muscles dancing trying to get out of the way of the large intruder. You could almost see the progress of the dildo inside her as her rippling belly muscles would adjust trying to make room as the dildo relentlessly plowed into her.

"NNOOO ... CANT STOP ... OH GOD ... OOOOHHHHHH ...SSSOOOO BIG ... BIGGG ... CCUUMMMMING ... CANT... STOP."

When The photographer saw the dildo hit its maximum travel, he knew Madison was as full as she was going to get so he used some fingertip vibrators and pinched her clit. He shouted to her, "Cum, my Toy, fly to Nirvana!"

In response, Madison's entire body began to quiver and shake in a hard clinching orgasm. The dildo had pulled back and was now on its journey back deep into Madison's pussy. The cords on Madison's neck were distended as her mouth opened and closed in silent spasms while she temporarily lost the ability to speak or even breathe. Then it all came back in a rush, and she screamed her completion.

"OH ... OH GOD ... CCUUMMMMING ... CAN'T .... STOP ... CCUUMMMMING."

The photographer started to pinch her clit, but he also used his other hand to pinch, tug and firmly caress her nipples. Madison hadn't even come down from her first orgasm when she blasted into another. The whole day came down to this, and she had completely lost control of her body. Her wildly exuberant form writhed, squirmed, arched, twisted and danced any way she could, finding ways to express her ultimate rapture.

"OH GOD ... MORE ... AGAIN ... CCUUMMMMING ... CAN'T .... STOP ... CCUUMMMMING."

Her body had gone from a full clinching orgasm into bone breaking spasms as the machine relentlessly took her from orgasm to orgasm to orgasm with no respite. The photographer took his vibrating fingers from her clit, moved up her body and pinched her nipples between his fingers. With his other hand he took off her mask and looked into her lust clouded, unseeing, beautiful blue eyes. During a hard climax, her eyes would roll to the back of her head and snap back, then do it again with the next orgasm.

The photographer knew she was becoming fatigued, and her body had been pushed past her limits. However, the intensity of her orgasms had not diminished the look in her face and eyes. It was just her body that couldn't keep up anymore. He continued to use the fingertips on her nipples, and clit as her face glowed blissfully. She was spasming so hard he couldn't tell when one orgasm stopped and the next and began. With each hard spasm her eyes would roll to the back of her head and after more than a dozen times they stayed there as her body went limp and she passed out.

The photographer quickly stopped the machine and pulled it out of her clasping pussy and quickly unbuckled her legs and arms. He scooped her quivering, shaking body into his arms and carried her to a couch. He covered her with a blanket while she recovered, and he went to clean up.

The photographer shut down the website, noting that 34,789 people had paid to watch Madison and he had made a ton of money. He uploaded all the photos and videos to his server, watched some of the video while he relieved the pressure on his engorged cock. He looked over at stunning woman on the couch and saw that she was watching him masturbate with a sexy, knowing smile on her face. Yes, she had gotten to him.

He turned away from the video of her, admittedly erotic orgasms and looked straight into her eyes as he stroked his impressive cock. The knowing smile on her face told him that it was her turn to tease. She threw off the blanket and while staring at his cock she began to caress her naked body still glowing from her multiple orgasms. She was pulling on her nipples when his cock shot his seed in huge arches that went halfway to the couch.

She knew right then and there that he would never be able to satisfy her, and she rose from the couch, dressed in her street clothes and left, never looking back. The photographer sat with his cock still hard and out of his pants, fuming over her haughty departure. But he did notice her wobbly, bow-legged walk as she left, and he smiled. He picked up his phone and made a call.

When a deep guttural voice answered he began, "I've got a live one for you. She is a gorgeous model with a figure straight out of a wet dream. However, she knows just how beautiful she is, and she is egotistical, oh so arrogant. She has so much fiery passion bottled up inside and when she lets loose no porn-star can come close to her incredible explosive climaxes. She will need to be trained and it may be difficult, but if you can find a way to train her you will be one lucky S.O.B.