Blissful Happiness No thought was capable of running throug..

Blissful Happiness No thought was capable of running through her head at that moment. "Ngh...! Hhag! Mha! Gha~" Pain and indescribable pleasure mixed together until she couldn't tell which was which anymore. "Mgh! Mnm! Hmmn!" "Mn... Aren't you enjoying it too much? Hmmn..." Her body was pressed against the floor, someone kept pushing her down with their own weight, and her entire body was bound by skillfully placed constraints as it paved the way for the object she was being ravaged by. The music on the place faded, the satisfaction of her owner was becoming hard to notice. Consciousness was failing her... How sweet. ... The Rigger, the skilled artist in Shibari and other forms of bondage, had returned once again at the request of the Master. Once again, the artisan was to carefully bound the Doll for their enjoyment. While it might be a "usual" thing from the outsider's perspective. An art form was and as they go, each time it was made unique and specific to the request at hand. As such, it was a special time, each time. Just finished bounding the Doll with her arms tied behind her back, infirm black spandex that covered most of her body, stepping back and looking satisfied. "That ought to do it." "As always you know your stuff really well." "Hehe~ I just know what I know." The Rigger stayed at the side and looked patiently, the service was not yet done, and soon those hands will be needed again. But for now. The Doll squirmed wordlessly. Her body bent forward as she stood on her two legs. Her spandex in her ass was exposed for it to be used as one pleased. She eagerly anticipated what was going to happen. Like a whore in heat that never had enough, that might be how her heartfelt. "Well, aren't you an eager one?" The Master spoke. He had something on his hand, she couldn't see it clearly. It didn't matter, she will soon find out. "I'm in a good mood today, so I will be nice and to the point. Be grateful." Suddenly; A long, big object f0rced its way into her vagina. It was a long dildo that just kept going, threatening to tear her lustful self apart. A wave of surprise and arousal flooded in just as quickly. She had thought she was used to different sizes doing as they should with her dirty body. But clearly, there was always something new. "Aaah..." A hollow gasp went into her mouth. That thing spread her with ease and it felt it was still not the full thing inside. In an instant, the dildo was pushed in and out with rhythmic efficiency. It stimulates her vagina fast and nicely. Each thrust made her body tremble, her legs grew weaker by the second. And it all felt so unbelievably good. "Mnh... Mngh! Nngh! Hngh! Hngh!" Yes, it felt good. Her body was quick to accept it. Perhaps this was something of a reward, in a way. Only someone as depraved as her could think of it like that. And that was exactly why; It was for her, only her. This pleasure was one she could only feel and drown on. Lucky her. ... The deep thrusting with the dildo continued. It had gone for a while now, and she had come multiple times in a row. Her legs had grown so weak that the Rigger had tied her with the ceiling as support. Yet she struggled to keep her lustful body straight in face of the assault her holes were receiving. "Fine then." The two agreed. "Let her kiss the floor." As such, she was pushed straight down, her arms further tied in and her legs immobilized by a metal pole. The meter-long dildo stick is being used to furiously tear her holes. "Ngh!!!! Ghn!! Hng!! Hng!! Mn!!" Muffled moans and screams escaped in between the greeted teeth and saliva that dropped from the mouth. The pole was going so fast, so violently, so firmly that it black3d her mind out into a mess. The Master seemed satisfied, so far, with this development. The squirms and moans of the Doll were as pleasant as the music playing. Certainly, making the time using that pole is worth the effort. The Doll squirmed like a sex-crazed maniac. Each thrust made the brain react to wanting to escape the assault. But the dirty body of the Doll demanded more. Even then, if the case were that the brain was to win, there was no way she could truly move away from the spot. The Rigger calmly was sitting on top of her hips, almost taunting the Doll for her incapacity to move. "Mngh!!! Mn!!! Ah- Haaaa!!!" She came again. Her lower half was hypersensitive now, but the thrusting only continued. Her mind was going blank. It was an insane amount of pleasure, only saved for those who truly want to reach the breaking point. Aah, but that was her desire, was it not? To be used like this until her nothing but a pure happy bliss plastered over her worthless self. The most erotic it can be. Her consciousness was on the verge of failing. The pressure from the Rigger's body pushing her down, her constraints, the dildo violently ravaging her. Even the prospect itself of having an orgasm so hard it would knock her out... All fueled an all-voracious fire that begged for more fuel. ... "Shlck... Mnah... Haa... Haa... Mha..." Up and down. Left and right. She must clean it properly. "Slck... Schl... Ghu..." "Aah, that's good." The play with the Dildo had ended. She lost count of how many times she came, with the last one driving her to the edge. But as it would have it, she remained lucid, and as a Doll born and made for the service of her Master, she had a duty to fulfill. Service her Master's cock, that is. "Mngh, Ghg, Hngh," She was grateful, to be allowed once again to service her Master. After such gift, she had been just given. It was her responsibility to use her body as she should to make her Master feel good. Up and down. Licking the entire shaft, licking the head. Left and right. Using any skill available to make sure it received the treatment it deserved. "Ghuhg!" Into her mouth, down her throat. Swallowing hole with grace. The smell intoxicated her mind into pure happiness and bliss. The eagerness of what would come next... Ah, she couldn't wait. "Ngh! Hngh!" "Aaah! Haa! Mnaah!!" At last, it had arrived. What she was waiting for. Her Master plunged his cock deep into her, ravaging her with skills that a mere toy would never achieve. A Man's strength. A Man's vigor. A Man's lust. The Doll was overjoyed. She submitted to her Master thrusting. Moving her slutty ass on her own to beg for more, to beg for it harder, and for it to continue until she cannot think of anything else but his cock. Lust deep enough to drown as your smile melts. Energetic sex that leaves you out of breath. Desire strong enough to declare without words who she belonged to. All of it combined into a pure form of ecstasy as the Master fucked her Doll relentlessly. The Doll could only greet her teeth to keep composure, even if she was at her limit. This must be happiness. It had to be, what else could make her heart feel like this? It was truly, a gift she had been given. She could feel her Master's cock throbbing. It was okay, she also wanted to cum so badly. Her hips moved back to make each thrust hit even deeper, making it feel even better. It was sure to make it all explode inside. "Haa! Nhaa!" "Ngh! Hmn! Hmnaaa" One last thrust pushed it all deep inside. Her body felt and jolt that ran from her holes all the way to her feet. Then, a sense of happiness. It had been such a wonderful evening. Such a beautiful gift she had been given. Her Master is so good. It made her a happy, little, grateful cum-dumpster of a Doll. As Her Master firmly gripped her ass, followed by pulling his cock out of her. Panting and sweaty. She felt cum swirling inside her vagina... ...And basked in the afterglow. @artigs_owner