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Subject: {ASSM} Natalie Part 4 - 3  (F/m, F+/m, femdom, enema, partial BS, blackmail, NC, college, bondage)
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Natalie 4

He began crying again, his head down, a broken man.  The Asian Princess
straddled his head, and leaned over his body.  Natalie held his penis
in her hand and slowly stroked him as she leaned forward and gave her
roommate a kiss.  They were both hot, breaking this lowlife loser had
been such a turn on.  She needed some release.  Their tongues
intertwined, and she milked him harder.  He began to grunt and snort
again, she knew he was close.  She slowed down to make him suffer more.
 Her roommate moved her hands over her shoulders and down her sides to
her hips.  Natalie was in burning up inside.

He felt Natalie unscrew something and then saw the tube fall away to
the side. Then he felt something snap or release.  Then three more.
The girls were lifting him.  He was still tied down to a metal tray,
but he had been detached from the entire table/gurney.  They carried
him into a larger bathroom.  There was a shower stall, and he was
carried inside that and set down on the tile basin.  His hard-on still
raged.  Both girls saw this and had to laugh, taking a minute or two to
stroke him and tease him closer before stopping.

"OK Loser, I am going to turn on the shower and then unplug you.  It
will take about an hour for you to expel everything.  It's going to
burn.  A lot" Natalie laughed, hoping she could hear his screams down
the hall while she and her roommate curled together in sadistic
passion.  Both girls were reliving the day in their minds as their
mouths were busy bringing each other to orgasm.  The pathetic man,
bound to a metal tray, tucked into the shower stall, blasted with
water, screamed every few minutes or so as the enema found it's way
out his bowels.  At first it was a waterfall of pain, but then it
subsided, and worse, took longer.  Each push brought more pain, it felt
as if fire was spewing out of his ass.  The girls couldn't help but
hear his screams and let themselves fall into a sexual abyss.  They
imagined all the other things they were going to do to him: KY with hot
sauce, a wasabi catheter, tattooing, branding, cutting, brainwashing,
manipulating, exploiting, destroying- oh he was going to be their
canvas, whether he wanted to or not.

When the girls finished, they walked to the bathroom together, both of
them completely naked.  They showered in the stall next to where the
loser was still tied down.  They knew he could hear them in the shower
together.  A bath was running as well, and while the girls played in
the tub together, he dozed off.  He couldn't remember being this
exhausted before.  And now he was losing the battle with consciousness.
 He was in a deep sleep when they slid him out of the shower and into a
dog cage

"Go on to bed, I will be right there, I want to milk him first,"
Natalie looked up to her roommate as she knelt down, and with a gloved
hand covered in a shiny gel, took his shaft and stroked him
mechanically and efficiently.  If anyone had been witnessing, they
would have said it looked like she was just at working milking a cow or
something.  There was no tenderness, just an orgasm of purpose.  He
woke up right before he came.  She collected it in her gloved hand,
then dipped her fingers in it and forced each one into his mouth.

"Suck, loser, suck and swallow your sperm.  Swallow your essence and
give me what's left of your backbone.  Think of how much better you
feel when I am in control, making the decisions for you, giving you
attention, even if it might seem like I am cruel, I do all this because
I care for you." His mind was swimming with emotions.  Here he was,
in a cage, his own orgasm being fed to him, whiles she stroked him and
gently held him.  He didn't know what was going on at all anymore.
He just existed in either pain or pleasure, and now, in sleep, as he
drifted off in a post orgasmic bliss, he felt good, as though he
belonged here.

Natalie removed the straps holding him down, tossed in a blanket, and
then shut and locked the dog cage.  What a fucking dork, she smirked
and covered the cage with a black sheet.  His goose was cooked, and she
couldn't wait to break him further, but she actually began to feel
something for her little pet.  It wasn't pity or love, but it was
some mix of the two, some form of inverted affection.  She loved
hurting him and torturing him, making him cry gave her special
pleasure.  She couldn't let him grow on her too long, because sooner
or later, he was going to be of no more use to her, and then she would
have to toss him aside.  "Get a good nights sleep, loser, tomorrow
were going to break you once and for all." She said out loud and
turned off the light.

End Part 4

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