I participated in a torture session about 5 years ago. walterostrnak asked me if I had ever had experiences with skewers. I have and I have edited the much longer story on this torture session to center on the use of skewers.

Ava led me into her dungeon. "Tonight will be interesting for you," Ava said as she looked at me. "I will be focusing on your wonderful tits Georgia. First, we are going to pump up your nipples." Ava pulled out the two three-inch glass tubes.

It only took a few moments for Ava to place Georgia's eager nubs into the tubes and begin sucking the nipples up into the glass tubes. Georgia couldn't help but moan and shudder as she felt the pressure building in her nipples.

"Let's get started on your tits, Georgia," Ava said.

Georgia pushed her chest out for Ava, proud and ready to delve into a world of pain.

Ava held Georgia's breasts in her hands. They were the oldest boobs she'd had the opportunity to play with. Vacuum pumps, needles, skewers, wax, electricity, clamps, breast presses, and whips were spread out on a roll-away cart beside Georgia.

Ava wanted to start slowly and build up as she went. Georgia was the perfect candidate for what Ava had been envisioning. Georgia's willingness to put her older breasts on tonight's torture menu made Ava's pussy spasm with lust. She had spent ample time this past week crafting the ideal session for these saggy tits. The milky white skin of Georgia's older breasts looked so appealing. Georgia's nipples were a light brown, and her areolas were about an inch wide. But what made those saggy tits so sexy was how Georgia pushed them outwards, begging for Ava's attention.

"Good, now let's begin. We'll start slowly and work our way up, okay, Georgia?" Georgia nodded eagerly, though it was clear Ava didn't require her permission. Georgia had entirely given herself over to the gorgeous, sadistic woman. Instinctively, Georgia pushed her chest outwards again, knowing her life was about to change forever.

Ava moved up to Georgia with a devious grin on her face. She reached up and cupped Georgia's tits again, eliciting an excited moan from the older woman, "Tonight we'll explore your breasts in ways you've never imagined, we'll find their limits and exactly how much pleasure and pain you can tolerate with them," Ava said as she held Georgia's breasts in her hands. Ava touched the older woman's hard nipples for the first time tonight. Georgia's mouth gaped open, and she moaned deeply, entirely giving herself over to her Ava. Ava continued, "Moreover if we should be so blessed, I give you full and open permission to cum if you're able."

Georgia moaned again as Ava mentioned cumming. Georgia was so proud of her breasts, not bad for an older woman, and found joy in them. Her nipples were quite sensitive, but it never occurred to her that she might have an orgasm from having them manipulated. Georgia could feel her pussy leaking with anticipation.

Ava's touches became more firm. She started squeezing the older woman's breasts, testing their resiliency. Georgia could feel the compression of her tits but basked in the pleasure the compression caused. Her anticipation of tonight was serving her well. She already had it in her mind that her breasts would betray her.

Georgia gave herself over to Ava as the woman got more demanding with her breasts. She would let Ava do anything with her. Georgia made up her mind that she would eagerly accept whatever Ava desired for her tits. Maybe it was her need to cum, or perhaps it was part of her very being. Still, she was eager to experience whatever depravity and tortures Ava had in store. She also had this very distinct feeling she would like it.

As the minutes passed, Georgia found herself writhing in lust as the cupping and fondling turned into full-on squeezing. The soft pinching of her nipples became intense explosions of pain as Ava started to incorporate her fingernails into the equation. But Georgia was ready and fully invested in the experience.

Ava continued, grabbing both of the older woman's sensitive nipples with her fingers, then squeezing them tightly, and finally pulling them upwards. Georgia gasped at the delicious pain as Ava pulled her nipples towards the sky. She struggled to keep her footing in her heels, arching her back and pushing her chest upwards. Testing the older woman, Ava reaffirmed her grip on the hard nipples and lifted with all of her strength. Georgia responded submissively, moaning but never once putting up any resistance as her nipples were crushed and stretched from her body.

Ava let go of the moaning older woman's nipples. Ava slapped Georgia's left breast and then the right, watching them dance and jiggle as contact was made. Georgia didn't move to shield herself at all but seemed to push her breasts out more; the older woman was ready.

Georgia's breasts started to redden during the several minutes of being slapped. Each slap elicited a soft moan. Georgia was getting so worked up. She loved the attention. She loved the feeling every touch had on her full breasts. Her nipples were rock hard as her areolas tightened from the pleasure. She was sure her tits would be wrecked tonight, and the thought only made her wetter.

Ava grabbed a leather strap. Ava tested the willing sex slave carefully, slowly tapping the older woman's breasts. She was delighted by the older woman's stoic reaction but was excited knowing Georgia was enjoying this. Some women were just extraordinary, and she happened to find one.

Ava had a special twinkle in her eye as she approached Georgia. Georgia knew she was in for it tonight. Ava said, "Now, let's get serious."

The strap made a loud cracking noise as it struck her right breast. Georgia hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as her right breast erupted in painful sensations. As quickly as she had hit the one, Ava moved to the other. Georgia grunted but kept her chest pushed out for Ava.

The hits continued on Georgia's vulnerable breasts; harder and harder, Ava brought the vicious leather strap down on Georgia's tits. Georgia's breasts continued to redden as her breasts were exposed to the harsh beating. Georgia pushed her tits out more and more willingly despite the apparent discomfort she felt. Her grunts now clearly turn into sensual moans.

Ava took the delightful display as both a complete turn-on and a challenge. She grinned as the crack of the strap made contact with the older woman's tits. Ava struck the older woman a bit harder each time, a crescendo of pain. Georgia's breasts were created for this; they swayed deliciously as the strap struck them.

Indeed, Georgia's body was going through a wild transition. The pain in her tits had started out as nearly unbearable. Still, every hit of the strap to her fleshy breasts or rock-hard nipples sent waves of pleasure throughout her body.

"Please ruin them tonight, Ava," Georgia said between moans as Ava continued to rain down devastating blows upon the older woman's abused breasts. They had deep red glowing skin on top.

"Oh, that and more sweet one," Ava stopped momentarily to inspect her handiwork. Georgia also looked down as well, not at all shocked by the bright red color; she breathed in deeply, which helped to push her wonderfully battered breasts out. The stinging aftermath of the beating radiated throughout her tits, but it didn't register as pain exactly.

Ava guided the older woman over to one of the many medieval torture devices in the room. It looked like something from a high school shop class, but it was far from it. Two pieces of wood were attached to several long bolts and cranks in the center of what looked like a half table. The opening in the wood was in the middle, and it only took Georgia a moment to realize where her tits would be going and what the cranks were for. She was able to move right up to it, bend over at the waist, and her breasts would be perfectly aligned for the cruel wooden mouth that awaited.

However, to make it work at maximum efficiency, Ava had to tie up Georgia's tits first. Georgia's breasts were almost too small to be bound. But Ava had dealt with small-breasted women before. Ava wrapped a rope around the top of the older woman's chest. Then another rope under, squeezing her tits slightly, which helped to push them out just enough, so Ava was quickly able to bind the base of each of the older woman's breasts. Now, Georgia's breasts were bulging out like two delicious melons ready to be eaten.

Ava pulled Georgia's roughly and by her nipples towards the crude wooden press, then pushed her down, feeding her bosom into the opening. Once inside, Ava dropped to her knees and moved under the table to attach clover nipple clamps. Georgia moaned as the metal pressed deeply into her quite elongated hard nipples. The clamps are held by their weight alone but would tighten if pulled on.

Ava grabbed some nearby weights and added them to the clamps. Nothing obscene yet, but enough to tug on the older woman's nipples and help pull her tits further into the device. The devious nature of the wooden press was yet to be revealed; while it would crush her precious breasts, it would also give Ava full access to her nipples.

With Georgia ready, Ava began twisting the crank, slowly closing the flat pieces of wood together. It only took a moment for the press to come in contact with the older woman's breasts. Slowly and very deliberately, Ava began crushing Georgia's tits.

Time passed slowly as Georgia's now reddening tied tits were squeezed between the unrelenting complex pieces of wood. They bulged in the contraption obscenely as elongated breasts started to be compressed by the device. Georgia could feel the discomfort beginning to build as the crank moved the wood ever closer while her tits were flattened. Georgia's moans continued as she felt throbs of pain emanating in waves from her crushed tits. Ava's devious grin did not help any, as the woman now had to put more effort into turning the cranks, intent on crushing the older woman's chest.

Georgia focused on her breasts. Her breasts began to pulse with pain; it only seemed to drive Georgia's desire further. She panted a bit as she moaned, feeling the ache building but loving the way it felt. Her breasts were going to be wrecked today, and she just wanted more. She couldn't wait, considering this was only the beginning.

Ava's ability to turn the crank was being tested. Georgia's tits were bulging out as they were crushed, which created more and more resistance. Ava suddenly wished she had Colin in here to help crush the older woman's tits further. However, Ava would make due. Georgia was obviously getting into this and enjoying it, which fueled Ava's sadism more. She loved it when women got into their own tortures; the idea that this woman wanted her breasts to hurt more would just send Ava over the edge.
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"How much more can you take, sweetie?" Ava asked as she repositioned herself to put more weight into turning the crank. Only the most minor movements were possible, with Georgia's breasts now flattened as they were.

Georgia moaned. There are no limits, Ava. I love it." This was what she was craving; here and now, this was heaven.

A little shocked by the eagerness, Ava was flooded with lust; if the older woman could cum from having her tits tortured, Ava didn't want to ever stop. Further encouraged by the older woman's apparent masochism, Ava cranked the machine even more. Now, the two were in a contest of wills. Both trying to find the strength to continue.

Seconds turned into minutes as the throbbing pain spasmed its way through Georgia's body. Her tits felt like they were being driven over by a truck, yet still, she moaned. The pain and pleasure were being mixed together in an unending dance. She imagined how her tits would look after this, flattened like pancakes. She felt like it was entirely possible they might actually be ruined, which only made her pussy cream more. She would be Ava's tit pain slut, " Georgia moaned, fully loving the concept.

The dial only moved a tiny bit more, but finally satisfied, Ava stopped crushing the older breasts. She couldn't wait to inspect her handiwork, but for now, she would let the older woman suffer and torture her exposed nipples. "How do they feel?" Ava asked the panting, moaning older woman about her distressed tits.

"There's so much pressure, Ava," Georgia said after she groaned deeply from the utter agony she felt. Her tits were a throbbing mess of physical anguish, but mentally, it was divine. Here she was, trapped by her tits, pussy dripping, yet she was so eager for more. "I..." she wasn't sure how to respond correctly but wanted to, realizing how much she liked it all, "I've never felt so much pain." Georgia moaned, experiencing a bizarre mixture of pain and pleasure "My breasts are crying out in agony, the crushing, the unbelievable pain, yet I'd rather be here than anywhere."

Moving around the tit-trapped older woman, Ava looked upon Georgia's deeply purple and crushed breasts. The older woman was a real trooper, the most satisfying catch yet in the machine. The older woman's breasts were now a sadistic dream. They were squished unrecognizably by the vicious device. The tits more resembled a deflated ball, and just the end of her tits popped out from below, her hard-clamped nipples bulged out provocatively.

Ava touched the older woman's skin. It was hard, with no give at all. All the softness had been entirely squeezed out of them. Ava trailed her fingernail along, scratching the older woman's tender tit flesh slightly until she came to the older woman's nipples. Georgia continued to make the most delightful sounds of discomfort, a mixture of gasps, coos, and moans.

Ava pulled almost gently on the nipple clamps, "You want to continue, right?" Ava emphasized her question by then pulling harder on the clamps, which distended the older woman's hard nipples.

Georgia, nodding yes, grunted as even more pain was applied to her nearly unbearably tortured chest. She winced as Ava tugged on her demanding, insanely sensitive nipples. The pain she felt was exquisite, but the pleasure that also erupted out of it, like an electrical current right to her clit and dripping pussy. "Yes, Ava, help me realize my true self."

Ava grinned. She knew she could only leave the older woman in the breast press for a bit longer. She would never permanently damage the older woman, and the blood supply was undoubtedly cut off from her tits.

Ava wanted to do more cruel things, while Georgia could not fully see what was happening. That way, Georgia might not realize what was happening and would react more naturally to the tortures. Maybe she would even find pleasure in them. The first thing Georgia wanted to do was start pumping the older woman's nipples. She figured she only had about twenty minutes left before she needed to free Georgia's breasts, so she wanted to make the best of it.

Over an inch of the older woman's tits were bulging out from the wood, and the entirety of her nipples were available to torment. She started by removing the clamps and attaching small glass tubes to each of the older woman's nipples to start to vacuum pump them, just enough for the next sadistic part. Meanwhile, the exposed parts of her tits would start to endure some delightful pain. Engaging the pump sucking the air out of the tubes on Georgia's tits. Georgia's nipples pulled quickly into the glass tubes; whatever available blood began engorging the nipples, preparing them.

Once Georgia's breasts were cleaned with alcohol, Ava took the first of many surgical-grade needles, unwrapped it from the packaging, and pushed it into the flesh just below the base of the glass tube. They were short, only about an inch, and as thin as they come, but they would have the desired result. Georgia barely felt a thing, only a soft pinch, nearly wholly obfuscated by the crushing pain in her tits.

It only took a few minutes for Ava's work to really adorn the older woman's tits. One by one, the needles were thrust into Georgia's tits. The needles were inserted in a complete circle around the base of her nipples. Georgia did not act as though she was being stabbed by the needles; she only squealed pleasingly.

Georgia was nearly hysterical with everything happening. Her tits throbbed with pain under the crushing force of the wooden press, yet her nipples sent shock waves of arousal throughout all the pleasure centers in her body. She loved having her tits tortured. This was not entirely new to her, but the degree of torture was new. To put it simply, it was divine. Every bit of pain she felt in her tits just echoed with lust in her loins, making her pussy quiver and leak its pleasure onto the floor below.

Ava had a few more tricks for the older woman's wonderfully crushed, vulnerable breasts. She pulled off the vacuum pump to reveal the most delightfully plump elongated nipples. Ava's pussy gushed as she gazed upon the perfect nubs so ready to be tortured. She couldn't help herself, but the first thing she did was latch her fingers onto the older woman's easily inch-and-a-half-long nipples and begin squeezing and milking them. Georgia responded divinely, bucking and moaning; her little noises of pleasure were very erotic.

Encouraged, Ava picked up the large gauge piercing needle. She would absolutely be leaving her mark on Georgia tonight. She looked at the piercing apparatus and grinned. The lovely tit-pain enslaved person had no idea what she was in store for. She placed the clamp around the older woman's nipple and drew it together tightly, which made Georgia moan a bit more. Then, lining the thick, piercing needle up with the older woman's nipple, she began working it through the complex, plump nipple. This was meant to be torture, so she did not do it quickly.

"Oh god!" Georgia said after gasping sharply; she tried to see what Ava was doing to her but couldn't. She grunted a bit as an she felt an insane mixture of pain and pleasure from her nipple. Lost in it, she shuddered and writhed; it was absolutely exquisite! "Ava, it hurts so good!" she begged as the needle burrowed its way through her tender nipple.

Ava grinned as she continued slowly piercing the older woman until finally, the thick needle tented for a moment on the side of the older woman's nipple, then burst through the flesh.

Georgia moaned as the unknown implement of torture ripped its way through her. She had no idea what it was, but the intense pain made her pussy quiver and leak with passion. She was officially a pain slut.

With the first one all pierced through, Ava grabbed the second large hollow piercing needle. Again, she clamped the older woman's other nipple and began slowly working the intensely sharp point into the older woman's tender flesh. This time, Georgia gasped and then immediately moaned, obviously finding a bizarre amount of joy in the penetration. Ava decided to draw this out, slowing the piercing down as much as possible.

Georgia couldn't believe the sharp pain that exploded from her nipple. She gasped and moaned as she felt it, but it quickly turned into shock waves of pleasure that literally went right to her loins. She had no idea that such an insane stimulus could be had from her nipples. She now regretted all the times she had experienced sexual pleasure without the torturing of her nipples. She still had no idea what Ava was doing to her precious tits, but it no longer mattered. Waves of pleasure continued to ripple through her as the sharp pain devastated her nipples.

Seconds turned into eternity as Georgia was being washed along the river of pleasure that emanated from her tortured nipple. Her body was being utterly wrecked and it made her pussy quiver with lust. Slowly, unbelievably, her pussy betrayed any sanity she had left as her clit ignited in an inferno of passion. Georgia cried out as her whole body began to shake and writhe in desire, consumed in pain and pleasure. Her clitoris erupted, and in the next moment, Georgia was howling with the throws of an orgasm that absolutely consumed her. She shook from head to toe as the orgasm shattered every remnant of innocence within her and permanently changed her.

Ava was pleased at what she was witnessing. Georgia became an utter sexual furnace, radiating passion and lust with such an intense hunger. Clearly, the older woman was in the throws of a body-consuming orgasm, and it only drove Ava further. Ava finished the piercing and then quickly grabbed the other needle and began manipulating them as a gift to further the older woman's orgasm.

Georgia rode the orgasm for all it was worth, crying out in lust as she did. She held nothing back. The explosion of pleasure was unlike anything she had experienced in her life. It was a true nipple orgasm, nearly solely gained from just the torture of her precious tits. She was now, without question, completely hooked. As the orgasm finally receded from her body, she continued to convulse and moan, utterly ravaged by the lust and pleasure she felt. But Ava was not done with her, and bizarrely, Georgia's clitoris was barely done giving her a mind-altering orgasm. It was already trembling again, building for the next one.

Ava took a few moments to work the large piercing needles, pulling them out a bit, only to push them back in, essentially fucking the older woman's newest hole as the older woman worked herself through what had to be the sexiest orgasm ever. Ava continued to brutalize the older woman's nipples until she was sure Georgia had milked every ounce of it. Even then, Ava couldn't wait to test every limit the older woman had

Knowing her time was running out, Ava had to finish this step. The older woman's tits would require blood flow soon, as they were already a deep shade of purple. She pulled herself out from under the table. Georgia looked like she was close to passing out. She was panting and moaning, her eyes closed and her head resting on the table.

With only the slightest push, the crank quickly started twisting as Ava began freeing the older woman's crushed breasts. The ropes binding her tits were removed. Georgia felt the blood start rushing back into her compressed tits. It tingled at first, followed by a throbbing and pulsing. Then a burning sensation ripped its way through her tits. All the while, Georgia could barely move, absorbing all the pleasure she could. Strangely, she almost immediately missed the crushing pressure of the press on her tits. She didn't want it to stop.

Ava repositioned the pain-loving vixen. Georgia was so utterly spent by the full-body orgasm that she barely reacted when she saw her mangled tits. The ring of needles looked actually sexy, and she was shocked she had never felt anything like what she saw, only tiny pinches. As for the large piercing needles through each of her plump nipples, it only made her clitoris come back to life. Weirdly, it looked sexy to her. She half expected to see her nipples missing or something. As for her tits themselves, her breasts looked almost exactly like she thought they would; the ends of them around the nipples were coming back to life but looked a deep purple, while the bulk of her breasts were a ghostly white and elongated look. They reminded her of cookie dough that had been flattened with a roller.

Ava marveled at how unbelievably wrecked Georgia's tits looked. They had been through intense punishment, and much more had to go. Ava was intensely proud of what she had accomplished so far and even more intrigued at clearly how hard the older woman had cum. She was curious to see if Georgia had another orgasm like that left in her.

Georgia allowed herself to be put into the next sex contraption. However, this one didn't have any apparent torture built in other than looking weirdly similar to a crucifix with some additional bars securing it to the floor. Her arms were attached to the ends of the lowercase "t" by her wrists and near her shoulders. There was a strap around her waist to hold her tightly, and her legs were strapped by her ankles spread apart at the bottom, as well as her thighs. Her spread legs were the only fundamental divergence from a crucifix. However, its intention was obvious, to give access to her pussy if needed. Depending on how long Ava kept her here or what the sadist did to her breasts, Georgia was sure she could leave a puddle of juice on the floor below her.

It only took Ava a few minutes to prepare the next round of torture for sweet Georgia. Ava took some rope and began once again binding the base of the older woman's now flattened tits. They would undoubtedly return to normal soon. Still, she loved how well the older woman took the potential destruction of her breasts. She knew Georgia would have no idea the outcome, whether it was temporary or not.

Ava was very intrigued by Georgia's delightful response to the nipple piercing, so she wanted to test more of the older woman's limits there before proceeding to impact play. Ava sauntered to Georgia and lightly touched the older woman's right breast. Georgia moaned as if by second nature, "Did you like having your wonderful breasts crushed?"

Georgia nodded weakly, "Yes, Ava, a lot."

"We'll see if you still feel that way when we're done," Ava said as she grabbed hold of the large piercing needles still embedded through the older woman's pumped nipples. Georgia rolled her head back and moaned as the pleasure centers of the nerves in her nipples erupted; Georgia found herself writhing in lust again. It was like her nipples were just two massive clitorises on her chest, and Ava had the key to them both.

Ava had found a new toy and intended to have as much fun with it as she could, knowing it would be even better broken. The older woman's tits looked terrific, and she begged for more. Ava twisted and pulled at the large needles, testing the limits of the older woman, yet could not find them. The more she manipulated Georgia's nipples, the more pleasure the older woman seemed to see. It was delightful and utterly erotic.

Georgia gave a disappointed moan when Ava finally let go of the large needles. But she didn't have to wait long for what was coming next. Ava grabbed some sterile skewers from the nearby table. Georgia's eyes went broad, having a good idea where they were going.

Ava grabbed hold of Georgia's breast and admired it for a moment before she brought the needle sharp end of the skewer to the outer side. Georgia couldn't help but watch as Ava delicately placed the tip onto her soft skin. Georgia winced only for a second as Ava started to push the skewer into the older woman's flesh. Then her wince turned into a pained grunt as she felt the thin metal start working its way through her breast. There were explosions of sharp pain mixed with a dull ache as the skewer pushed through her mammary glands. Still, Georgia held her head high and embraced the torture.

Ava continued moving the skewer through the older woman's left breast until her skin began to tent on the inside of her breast for a moment. Then, the sharp tip finally burst through. Georgia let out a sigh of relief the moment the skewer was through. The sharp pains had fully passed, and now all she felt was the soft aching where the metal was embedded in her breast.

Ava was far from done, though. The long skewer needed to go through her other breast as well. In total, three skewers were worked into the begging older woman's breasts before Ava was satisfied. Georgia was nearly delighted by the end. Between each skewer, Ava gave a peace offering in the form of twisting and playing with the needles in the older woman's nipples, which took Georgia from the edge of tears to the edge of orgasm each time. Georgia was a complete slave to the pleasure she found from her pierced nipples. It was shocking how much it had changed her whole physical being. She felt like she would never need her clit touched again.

Georgia was a little surprised at the lack of blood and was thankful. She couldn't bear the thought, and it was a horrible turn-off. Any that did happen to drip, Ava quickly cleaned up. Ava had undoubtedly left her mark on her.

Once all skewers were in place, Georgia's breasts looked like something out of a horror movie. The giant piercing needles were still through her hard nipples; there was a circle of tiny blue-ended needles fully encircling her areolas. Her tits had returned to a more uniform color, a soft off-white throughout, and the central portion of her breasts had three long skewers clear through connecting her two tits. Also, her breasts had started to fill back with blood, so the flattened appearance mainly had gone.

Then, something happened that Georgia did not expect; the devious nature of the contraption she was in was revealed. Ava moved a latch, and Georgia's body swung free. In a brief moment, Georgia was now horizontal, facing upwards towards the ceiling. She gasped at its rush and the surprise. Looking down, Georgia was pleased to see her breasts were presenting themselves for more. The devious metal rods were embedded in her breasts about an inch apart. Georgia knew Ava had plans for them; she wasn't sure what it was yet. They no longer hurt at all, strangely. And neither did the series of smaller needles around her areolas.

Ava moved down towards Georgia's legs, and the gadget revealed its ingenious build; Ava turned a crank, spreading Georgia's legs further apart and opening her flower. Once Georgia's legs were nearly perpendicular to the rest of her body, Ava stopped.

Ava continued mentally reshaping the beautiful older woman. She bent down and softly caressed Georgia's lips with her own. Immediately, Georgia moaned and opened her mouth, desperately trying to kiss Ava. Ava stayed millimeters away from the older woman's full kiss, teasing her delightfully. In comparison, her hand drifted down to the older woman's thickly pierced nipple. It began manipulating the piece of metal that touched all the right parts inside her breast.

Georgia was eagerly trying to kiss the sadistic woman whose mere touch made her body shiver with desire and pussy cream itself with passion. Then, to further her body's betrayal, her tits pulsed with a bizarre sense of pleasure as Ava used her other hand to start strumming the three skewers that so brutally pierced the tender globes of her breasts. The noises Georgia made were irresistibly erotic, made more incredible by how sexy the squirming older woman was. Georgia obviously liked having her skewered tits played like a guitar.

No longer able to resist kissing the older woman, Ava let her lips fall entirely on Georgia's as she doubled her effort on the older woman's tortured tits. Cruelly, she grabbed the three skewers and pulled on them as she began roughly twisting one of the older woman's nipples. Instantly, Georgia was roiling in exquisite pain and pleasure. The thick, piercing needle made her whole being flood with passion as the skewers ached with flashes of pain. Yet, Georgia couldn't be swayed from the immense pleasure of it all. She begged for more with her fiery tongue kissing she was so grateful for from Ava; she would have accepted literally any treatment of her breasts for more.

Ava really leaned into the torturing of Georgia's tits. First, she carefully pulled out the tiny needles that circled the older woman's areolas, which made Georgia wince slightly as the thin metal pins were extracted. They felt like the most minor bites or pinches inside her breast. Ava made sure to swab each with an alcohol wipe to avoid any issues later. What Georgia didn't realize initially, though, their removal was only to allow much more intimidating things to be inserted into her lovely tits.

Once again, Ava started to play with the thick, piercing needles in Georgia's perfect nipples, twisting and pulling roughly on them. How Georgia was positioned and what was happening to her made for such a lovely sight. Georgia looked amazing, laid out like a sexual sacrifice, her outstretched body being willingly tortured. Georgia's nipples still had the thick, piercing needles embedded, all of which were sending the writhing vixen toward the edge of another orgasm.

Georgia's body was beginning to shudder as the ministrations of the hollow needles in her nipples were driving her mad yet again. Her nipples were clearly the core of her sexual being. It didn't matter what was happening to the rest of her body; as long as her nipples were being manipulated this way, she would be their servant. The pleasure that radiated from her breasts was divine, even with the metal skewers through them, which she barely felt at all now. Looking down, Georgia found her new breasts jewelry weirdly sexy, the shiny metal rods connecting her tits, but especially the ones that Ava was roughly playing with now.

Again, her body was becoming overwhelmed with waves of delight emanating from her luscious breasts. She began to shudder and cry out in pleasure as her body was being ravaged. Her pussy was splayed open lewdly awaiting? What was she awaiting? Was her pussy open for the upcoming impact play Ava had mentioned? Soon, lost in a sea of pleasure and agony, the older woman's body began to convulse; gripped by the stimulus from her nipples, she felt her finale only moments away, and then suddenly, it all stopped. The delicious manipulation of her nipples stopped. Convulsing and moaning, Georgia was left right on the edge of the most powerful orgasm.

She shook and cried out to be finished, "Please," she begged. Desperate, "please no.." Georgia was delighted as she was taken so close to the edge and peered into the great beyond of what that orgasm could've been. Instead, she was pulled back at seemingly the last second. Ava watched the older woman's agony with a sense of masochistic pleasure.

"Please..." Georgia shook as the edge receded from her body. Ava waited for nearly a full minute as Georgia pleaded. Her body never looked so good.

Ava furthered her experiments on young Georgia's saggy tits. She gathered some long, thin needles, about four inches long but the same tiny width as the ones she had previously removed. Somewhat quickly but methodically, Ava began inserting the long needles at various angles into Georgia's tits, only giving Georgia the briefest of moments to recover before the next lengthy but thin metal piece was pushed into her tender skin. Georgia found it delightfully arousing that the pinches she felt as the needles were penetrating her breasts were barely noticeable, but the look of them going into her breasts was surreal. She could feel them pushing into her breasts; it was far less painful than the skewers, more akin to a minor burning sensation as they burrowed their way through her tits.

With her lovely tits stuffed full of needles, it was time for another round of edging. Ava tilted the horizontal older woman's head slightly lower to the floor, thus also raising her pussy higher. In effect, Ava wanted to make use of Georgia's mouth. Stripping off her black lace panties, Ava moved over Georgia's face, her request implicit.

Oddly grateful, Georgia didn't waste a moment and immediately set about pleasing Ava the best she could. Ava's pussy was leaking with lust, and Georgia was delighted to be able to drink it in. Georgia's only regret right now was not being able to wrap her arms around Ava and pull her closer as she furiously licked the woman's dripping hole. Ava was good about letting Georgia come up for air but would make Georgia earn it.

Ava moaned louder than she ever had before, so she was completely turned on by the events. The way Georgia was responding to the harsh tit torture scenarios was nearly more than Ava could bare. As Georgia licked her folds, she could almost feel an orgasm deep inside, but she knew she wanted to reward herself later in the night.

As Georgia licked the tall woman, Ava began playing with the tortured breasts before her. She started touching the needles that penetrated the older woman's breasts, playing with them, twisting them, or pulling them out slightly, then pushing them back in. Maybe, down the road, she would do even more vile things to the older Georgia's breasts, but she would hold off for now. Instead, she grabbed hold of the thick needles in the Georgia's nipples again and focused her energy on those. Instantly, Georgia was bucking and writhing below her. Clearly, Georgia was being controlled by the new piercings. Ava knew she could exploit this to no end.

Georgia's body became fully possessed by the pleasure that now dominated her breasts. The needles in her nipples must have been perfectly positioned to maximize all the pleasure-sensing nerves, as even the most minor touch sent shivers of joy throughout her body, especially to the core of her now battered pussy. Within moments, Georgia was shaking and shuddering with passion, almost unable to keep her tongue focused on Ava's delicious pussy. Yet, she lapped away at the slick, dripping hole the best she could.

In a matter of moments, Georgia was shuddering with lust as she felt her orgasm drawing near. She could barely continue licking Ava's wet pussy as the pleasure was building. Her moans were now drowning at all other noises in the room. Georgia felt the most bizarre sense of gratitude to the woman who was abusing her. She wasn't sure if it was lust, love, Stockholm Syndrome, or something else. There was no way any of this was healthy, but here she was, feeling fortunate to experience this and wanting more.

Georgia was begging, hoping to be finished off again. She so needed it; her whole being was wrapped up in the intense but undeniably erotic and pleasurable torture of her breasts. She writhed and rode the edge for all it was worth, hoping to crest that ridge and fall into the wondrous orgasm, but it all stopped again, except for Ava's grinding into the face. Georgia cried and begged into the pussy that rode her, that muffled her howls for release.

For about a minute, Ava pushed her wet pussy into Georgia's face. Riding Georgia's pleading anguish for all it was worth, the sadistic woman found a particular delight in edging this gorgeous older woman. As Georgia came down, once again, from an orgasm, unfulfilled and unsatisfied.

After Georgia's writhing and begging stopped, Ava lifted her wet pussy from the older woman's face. Ava had left juices all over, covering the older woman's mouth and cheeks and even getting into her hair. Georgia was panting, her chest heaving, which looked rather sexy given her circumstances, "Please, Ava, Please..."

Ava grinned as the older woman begged just inches from her slick pussy, "Please, what, Georgia?"

Georgia held her tongue for a moment, contemplating what she should say. 'Please let me cum' was such an old cliché. Of course, she wanted to cum; she was desperate for it. She needed it! But she was also feeling a strange sense of masochism.

"Please ride me, edge me, and ruin my pussy till my tits explode," Georgia said hesitantly.

"Challenge accepted, dear," Ava said as she began manipulating the older woman's nipple piercings again. At the same time, she pushed her pussy back into Georgia's eager tongue. Georgia was shocked at how quickly her tortured body resumed its passionate writhing as the edge built. Her nipples overcame any sense of pain she felt, turning her body into a cauldron of lust, which Ava stirred.

Once again, Georgia found herself cresting the significant rise of the orgasm that she knew she wouldn't receive, yet she so desired it. After the first orgasm she had, her body was desperate for a sequel. But Georgia knew she was unable to hide her passionate response; she was pushing her chest upwards into Ava's hands, her breathing becoming heavier and heavier. There was no missing the signs she was giving, nor was Georgia any good at hiding them. Still, when Ava stopped manipulating the skewers, Georgia uttered the most devastated moans and cries. She panted while she bucked her hips and pushed her punctured breasts out, begging for more. Yet the only attention she received was the mashing of Ava's pussy in her face.

Shivering and writhing, Georgia was left to languish as the orgasm she so desperately sought began to drift away. Her cries of despair were like music to Ava's ears and only heightened the woman's lust and the wetness of her pussy.

Ava ground her pussy into Georgia's face while she gyrated her hips; the scene was perfect; this older woman was perfect. She was a sadist's dream and lovely beyond reason. She had never seen such a hot older woman willing to throw her body into such devious tortures before. It was truly remarkable, and Ava considered herself the most fortunate of the torturers.

Ava continued to grind her own eagerness into Georgia's face, moaning as she did. Ava felt like she could cum as well but wanted to deny herself to make her own orgasm as exquisite as possible. Tonight would be a long night for everyone, so she needed to focus on the task. Eager to continue the night, Ava returned to work in Georgia.

Georgia was already writhing and moaning in pleasure as Ava was tugging on the large piercing needles through the older woman's nipples. But now Ava was really pulling on them. She had two fingers on each needle, and she was lifting them upwards, stretching the older woman's nipples harshly, distending them as she pulled the older woman's needle-filled breasts up. And, of course, Georgia seemed to be loving it.

It was only another couple moments until Georgia's cries of passion and lust filled the room, even through Ava's wet pussy that drenched her face. She was closing in on another orgasm that she hoped would not be denied. Her body ran towards it as fast as it could, desperate for release. The new sensation in her pussy was rather delightful too. Unsurprisingly, as Georgia's moans were about to reach a crescendo, Ava stopped and pushed her pussy hard into Georgia's mouth. Near tears, Georgia's body shook with lust, but she kept her tongue pushed into Ava's hole. She wasn't sure what was worse, the actual torture, the skewers through her tits, or the denial of the orgasms. Each was exquisite in its own right.

Ava was being borderline cruel with her pussy, practically waterboarding Georgia. She was grinding her wetness on Georgia's face deeply, gyrating her hips and lewdly soaking the older woman with her juices.

Georgia didn't have much time to even gather her thoughts as the next orgasm raced closer and closer. Her body was going into lust overdrive. She could barely think straight anymore; her mind was so focused on the pleasure cascading from her nipples down the rest of her body. She was desperate to cum, desperate for release, but also desperate for this to last forever. She thought of the contract that stated she could be here day and night, potentially in a situation like this for days. Her body was forfeited to Ava's whims, being tortured and edged for days, weeks even.

Ava stopped short of letting Georgia have her orgasm. The older woman was literally trembling and shaking. Aftershocks of lust and pleasure coursing through her. Georgia was somewhere else entirely, now having been denied yet again. She was practically growling into Ava's pussy, screaming for release. This was the horniest she had ever been in her life; her whole being was wrapped up in this need, this primal desperation to finally have release. She felt like she would spray cum all over, or her tits might actually explode if she was allowed to achieve her climax.

Ava ground her pussy into Georgia's face even harder; she had let the older woman come up for air readily enough throughout the sloppy face-sitting but knew this was a vital time to hold her down. Ava was breaking the older woman. Georgia would come out of this in one of two very opposed ways. Either she would beg for more and be a complete slut for Ava, or she would never come within a mile of this place again. Georgia's anger-filled cries of frustration began to pass as the older woman painted for air.

Finally, Ava pulled her soaked pussy from the Georgia's face. Georgia's tits looked beyond abused, yet Georgia's body was still shaking and writhing. Georgia was breathing heavily and deeply, her eyes tightly shut as if praying for release. Her breasts were heaving with each inhale she took, much to the enjoyment of her onlookers. Her face was slick with Ava's juices while her hair was wet and matted. Ava had literally soaked her.

Waiting a few more moments for her to recover, Ava wanted to get a temperature gauge on the older woman. Was she the pain-loving nymph Ava was hoping for, or would she run?

Georgia was delighted; her mind was racing. She was beyond desperate. She could barely think straight, and formulating a coherent response was nearly impossible. She shuddered and let out a pleasured moan as she pushed her chest out more, her needle-filled breasts heaving with her breaths. Giving herself some time, she was finally able to focus enough to reply, "This... this is, this is amazing," she said as she panted, still coming down from the near orgasm, "as much as I want to cum", Georgia continued as she looked up at Ava, "I wish we could do this for days."

Ava grinned and reached for the older woman's pierced nipple. The mere touching of it already had Georgia morning again. Grinning, Ava knew she had Georgia now, "We can arrange that."

About a half hour later, filled with sweet denial for Georgia and masochistic delight for Ava, Georgia was left squirming in blissful want, in perfect desperation. Ava was cruel beyond compare. Ava had brought Georgia to the brink over a dozen more times. Georgia's tongue and face had also brought Ava pretty close.

While Georgia came to grips with her situation, that of perpetual lust and denial, Ava began removing the many needles she had inserted into the older woman's tender breasts. Georgia barely reacted to them as they were removed, and Ava quickly applied any needed aftercare. Lastly, she came to the three long skewers through the older woman's tits. These took some effort and caused Georgia to cry out, making a tight fist with each hand and curling her toes as the metal was pulled back through her mammary glands. Again, she was surprised at the lack of blood and was very thankful for it.

Yet the moment they were pulled free, Georgia missed them. Her torture was likely ending, and it filled her with more longing. Afterward, Ava unbound Georgia's breasts, so they were finally free. A red indentation circled each tit, and they sank on her chest just a bit.

Finally, the last needles were ready to be removed. Georgia lifted her head to watch; the needles that had given her so much pleasure, the source of all her divine enjoyment, were going to be pulled free. Even the most minor touch of them sent ripples of joy throughout her body.

What Ava did next made Georgia's whole body shiver with eroticism. The woman brought over two large rings and, one by one, replaced the thick piercing needles with heavy piercings! That would be the mark she would leave on Georgia. Georgia's mind was on sexual overdrive. This experience and those piercings would forever change her, and she knew it. She felt nothing but gratitude towards Ava.

However, to Georgia's delight, Ava was still working on the older woman. Given Georgia's last request, Ava knew she could extend things out dramatically for the older woman. Ava tilted the contraption back fully upright, locking her into position. Ava walked around before Georgia and took in the submissive older woman. Her breasts were red in areas but resilient-looking. They had been through a lot, and there was only a bit more.

"Are you ready for the impact play portion of tonight's festivities?" Ava asked as she brought her hand up to cup the older woman's right breast.

Georgia looked at her heaving breasts, exhausted and defeated. Georgia lifted her head and nodded in the affirmative towards Ava as she met her glance.

Ava wanted more, giving the older woman's breast a little squeeze, "Tell me how much you want it."

Georgia's nipples were aching in the best way possible. Ava's hand wasn't quite touching one, but Georgia wished she would. She wanted her new piercings tested out, and more, she wanted to cum. Her body had never experienced anything like this. In fact, Ava was the only person to ever intentionally stop her from cumming. "I'm ready maybe I'll finally find release while you're destroying my tits." To emphasize her commitment, Georgia shook her breasts, making them sway enticingly.

Ava gave the most sinister of smirks, "Let's up the ante, shall we." Georgia let me introduce you to my lovely assistant, Tabitha. A young woman approached Georgia. The young woman was gorgeous, about 5'2” and most likely weighed less that 100 pounds, and young. If the young woman had an 18th birthday it must have been hours ago.

Ava turned to Tabitha, Ava snapped her fingers and Tabitha quickly joined her at her side.

"Tabitha, slap and punch Georgia's tits," Ava said. Georgia moaned at the instruction.

Tabitha looked at Georgia as if to sat Ready. Georgia nodded in return and pushed her tits out. Tabitha began with outward slaps to Georgia's breasts. Watching them bounce and jiggle from the hits was amazing. Georgia was a brave older woman, offering her tits up for such a brutal night, and Tabitha felt nothing but adoration towards Georgia.

Tabitha slapped Georgia's newly pierced tits a bit harder, she knew that's what Ava was expecting, and it seemed to be what Georgia was hoping for as well. Georgia's breasts, which were already pink and red from Ava's earlier slaps, quickly turned fully red under the assault, and violently bounced from side to side as Tabitha increased the force behind her hits.

"More," Ava demanded.

"Harder Tabitha," Georgia begged as she pushed her tits out for Tabitha. The reddening of her breasts only seemed to increase her moans and lust.

Tabitha complied with both, and slapped Georgia's pain pillows as hard as she could with spectacular results. Georgia howled in pleasure, crying out lustfully as her breasts exploded in agony, yet the thrill of having her melons hit that hard only exasperated her eagerness for more. Tabitha hit Georgia's bouncing tits again, just as hard, making them dance around Georgia's chest again. Her breasts were reddening even deeper with every blow, yet Georgia only seemed to want more.

Ava told Tabitha to stop. Georgia's tits received an incredibly brutal beating. They were a deep red from top to bottom, and also covered in bruising. They looked swollen and battered. Georgia found herself riding the edge of several orgasms again, especially when Tabitha focused on the center of each tit and her newly pierced nipples.

Ava began binding some rope around the base of Georgia's severely abused tits. Georgia winced as Ava tightly bound each of her breasts, causing them to balloon out from her chest again. They were a menagerie of color, from reds and pinks, to some yellow and blue, all endured stoically by the lustful vixen.

Once bound, Ava lowered some rope attached to pulleys from the ceiling. The ropes had “S” shaped metal devices attached to them. Ava attached one end of the “S” shape devices so that it captured the ropes around Georgia's breasts. Taking the other end of the rope hanging from the ceiling, Ava wrapped the end around a motorized drum. Ava used the motorized drum to take the slack out of the rope hanging from a pulley above Georgia's head. Slowly turning the motorized drum the rope became even tighter. Georgia threw her head back in a soundless cry of agony as her tits were pulled upward from her body. The drum continued to turn slowly and Georgia's tits continued to be pulled toward the roof. Soon Georgia was on her tiptoes and then her last contact with the floor was lost. The ropes, now supporting her full weights tighten brutally around her tits. As the rope tighten it slid upward on her tits pulling skin off the sides of her tits. Georgia would have a terrible “rug-burn” there.

Ava stopped the motorized drum when Georgia's feet were about a foot off the ground. Ava told Tabitha to come with her that she needed a smoke break.

Ava was gone for about 10 minutes, 10 minutes that seemed like 10 hours. Ava turned the motorized drum in the opposite direction and Georgia's toes could eventually touched the floor. On tiptoes Georgia was able to take pressure off her breasts. Ava said, standing on your tiptoes is easy now. It will not take long before your muscles will not allow you to continue and you will need to take the pressure back on your tits for a while. This cycle will continue until the time on tiptoes is exceedingly short.

But Ava was not done yet. She rolled up a machine that was supported such that the machine was about breast high. The machine looked to be some sort of reciprocating device. She tied a string through each new nipple piercing and pulled it taunt. At the end, she tied them to the machine. Turning it on, Georgia moaned loudly through her groans of pain as the mechanism tugged on her nipple piercings by only millimeters, then slacked again, only to tug on them again a moment later.

"Now, let's get started on your pussy," Ava said, leaving Georgia to her torment. The older woman was practically being hung by her tits, while her nipples were being mechanically pulled. Intensely, her nipples responded enthusiastically to the yanking and her pussy quivered with delight. Now in her new predicament, how many orgasms would she be allowed? It could be a long night indeed.

The scene couldn't have been sexier, to someone as thoroughly sadistic as Ava. Georgia was in a very lewd situation, her breasts under a fairly intense bondage while her newly pierced nipples were being worked. The noises Georgia made drenched Ava's pussy while Georgia's tits would be undergoing a night's long pleasure feast, and, by the sounds of it, Georgia might be cumming an awful lot.

The story continues but this story for Showitoff is too long already.