Run puppet run

He was still impaled as he struggled on all fours. The beatings were becoming so intense. The Mistress mounted him like a pony. As she sat backwards on his back, she poured more into each spanking. Ocassionally as he screamed, she would grap the hard anal beads and shake them inside him vigorously. Puppet drooled, screamed, moaned, and gasped every few seconds. He was so confused by the different sensations. The Mistress stood in front of him. She teased him with her beautiful pussy and thighs. All he wanted to do was please her, touch her, even smell her. As she teased and humiliated him, he couldn't think of anything but getting to her. So helpless. The now pathetic man was now ordered to lick her. Like a man coming out of the desert with no water, he began to please her like drinking from the sacred oasis. The Mistress moaned with pleasure as she whispered to puppet. Still blinfolded she forced him on his back. "Im going to cum all over you," she hissed. He heard her moan as the gentle spray hit his shaved chest. Her warm juices felt so good as she pleasured herself over and over. He begged her to let him cum. Slowly, the Mistress began to touch and tease him. Laughing at how worked up he was, she played with him harder. As he closed in on his orgasm, there was a new sensation. She removed the device from his ass slowly. He came with pleasure and pain at the same time. Crying out in in pleasure, the pain, the violent convulsions. She had made it were his orgasms were so intense that the physically hurt and gave immense satisfaction at the same time. There were bruised from the cuffs and irons due to his violent explosion. He collapsed, laying as if he were a worthless ball of jelly. She had broken him into her punishment, but given him the greatest orgasm he had ever had.