[02:34] /Rich_cunt34/ wrote: I am home...

[02:36] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: I am glad to hear that. Are you ready?

[02:37] /Rich_cunt34/ wrote: What do you want me to do? I can't dedicate all of my time to you even if I want.

[02:38] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: Don't be such a grumpy cunt. Are you in your room?

[02:39] /Rich_cunt34/ wrote: Yes I am...

[02:39] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: OK, Earlier today a box was left for you. Your housekeeper accepted the delivery so I guess you know where to look for it.

[02:40] /Rich_cunt34/ wrote: Let my guess, it's again from my cousin?

[02:41] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: This way you will always know it's from me. Now go and take it, after that i want you to go in the big foyer of your mansion, where you gave your famous interview for the CNN, I am sure you remember it well. Text me when you are there with the box.

Alison van der Velden indeed remembered well, but didn't even bother to answer. She exited her room and headed towards the office of her housekeeper.The click of her heels echoed on the marble floor of the empty house. She went down the stair and found herself in the enormous hall which was the foyer of her house. The space was really impressive. Her Master didn't knew that, but she actually bought the house because of the spectacular feeling this space created. The stair was big and positioned in the centered - clearly inspired by the renaissance. The ceiling was beautifully ornamented and was supported by a few big white columns. She admired it just for a second and went across to a small corridor. Few seconds later she knocked on the door and entered the office of her housekeeper. There was nobody there. She had completely forgotten that Ivy, her housekeeper wasn't supposed to stay in the house this evening.

Alison turned on the lights and immediately saw the box. She tried to lift it. It was indeed heavy. After a few steps it became clear for her that she we will need some time to bring it to the foyer. The next two attempts to lift it were also completely futile, so she decided to slide it on the ground. She bent down. Sharp feeling of pain came from her rectum. Underneath her dress, the butt plug was still buried in her filthy asshole. She had completely forgotten that fact. With time Alison got used to be treated like this by her master. It wasn't the first time her rear cunt was filled with giant plastic object secured by black tape. When the feeling of discomfort faded, she started to push the box. She needed a full ten minutes to slide the box into the center of the foyer. She was sweating a little from the effort and needed a few seconds to catch her breath, before she took out her phone and texted him.

[03:01] /Rich_cunt34/ wrote: I am ready.

[03:05] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: Perfect. You are really good and obedient slut. Now open the box.

Obediently, she bent down, lifting the dress slightly to make it easier for her to unpack, and started with her task. Once the entire package was in pieces on the ground, she also removed the styrofoam covering the contents. She gasped silently. Now in the middle of her spacious and luxurious foyer in all of its glory there was a big fucking machine.

Alison van der Velden was secretely watching porn since she was 15 years old. As most women she felt ashamed because of that, especially beacause her interest grew with time. Just before she turned twenty she was already watching really hardcore bdsm stuff regularly. A lot of years had passed till this day. Now the 35 year old rich cunt with the name of Alison van der Velden was on the verge of very important step in her complete transformation into a broken and degraded anal whore (as if she wasn't already). The beep of her phone took her out of her trance.

[03:11] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: Are you ready?

[03:12] /Rich_cunt34/ wrote: Yes.

[03:13] /MasterTormentor/ wrote: Ok, perfect. Now get some electricity for the machine and then turn on the camera device which is on the top of the machine.

Only after reading this message did Alison see that the machine had a modern wide-angle camera mounted on it. She tried not to think too much about it and quickly put the cable of the machine in a nearby socket. She didn't want to waste any more time. She was already tired of having her anus plugged for hours. Alison turned on the camera. After a light buzzing sound the camera was on. Suddenly her master's voice came from a speaker integrated in the camera.

"Very well" he said. "Now, I want you to turn the machine with the camera turned towards the stair."

"You promised not to record me without my mask" Alison complained after the initial shock of hearing his voice again the same evening.

"Yes, but this is for my use only. And you should remember that if i wanted, I could have leaked a lot of material about you in the internet. Now you will have to prove yourself worthy. Understand?

"Yes, master"

"Good, now go to the middle of the staircase and start undressing"

Alison complied. Her hands were shaking as she was unzipping the back of her dress. Soon the useless cloth was freed from her body. His voice ordered her to throw it away. Her naked beautiful and fit body was now shining in front of the camera. She hesitated a bit about the next instruction, but after a second Alison started peeling off the black tape from her cunt. She sobbed as inchi after inch the tape was coming off her useless cunt with a stinging sensation. When her red and inflamed from the glue labia was free of the tape, his voice shouted her to stop.

"Now turn around with your ass towards the camera." the power of his voice made her execute the order with no hesitation.

"Now I want you to remove completely the tape. Keep your butt plug in place."

That part was easy. The black tape fell on the marble floor.

"Stand straight and grab your ass with both hands. Spread your ass cheeks, i want to see how you are pushing the plug out."

Soon after he gave his order, he saw how Alison fully obeyed. A few very light and weak pushes, the plug felled out of her wrecked asshole and thumped loudly on the ground. The echoes of the thump had not faded completely when the sperm of the thrity-five black cocks started leaking like a river down her legs. He admired the view. She could feel the sperm crawled down her long legs, creeped inside of her heels bathing her feet until finally the filth find its way to the ground. After a long minute the last drop of seed was on the marble floor. Now in the center of his screen he could see his favourite slave naked and humiliated in the middle of her own luxurious house, only wearing her high heels with her asshole prolapsing to greet him.

"Very good, now i want you to move the machine near the stairs. When you move it, take out the dildo which is in the lower compartment of the device." she acted as he was speaking.

"Ok, now show it to me." she complied "Very good. This one is a bit thicker than the previous. You have to take it inside of your hole. I want to see you rubbing it against your rosebud." He stood silent looking at the screen. One of the richest woman in the country was following his orders. "I haven't heard your voice for a while. Tell me, do you want it inside of your rear cunt?"

"Yes, master"

"I couldn't hear you. Can you repeat?"

"Yes, master" Alison replied again

"You want to abuse your asshole with this beautiful plastic gift"

"Yes, master. I want to impale my useless and filthy hole on your plastic phallus"

"Great now put it on the machine"

The installation of the dildo on the machine was easy. Now Alison van der Velden was about to fuck herself anally on a fucking pistoning machine for the first time in her life.

"Lay down on the stairs, you can lean on your hands, spread your legs as wide as you can. I want to see how you slowly impale yourself on the machine" she followed perfectly his instructions and her prolapse and gaping asshole was touching the head of the dildo. Even the plastic monster was a bit wider than what she had been used to it slid inside easily. Right away almost half of the length of it had disappeared inside of her greedy hole.

"Pathetic slut, I told you slowly" he said and turned on the machine from his remote.

The piston started moving. Initially the pace was really slow, but after only a couple of thrusts it got a lot faster. The dildo was not very long and on every thrust it disappeared completely inside of her ruined hole with only the metal handle visible for the camera. The piston was doing its job. The dildo was emerging again on every withdrowal just to be buried again inside the depths of her colon. А crying grimace was written on her face, as the frantic movement continued. She was sweating as it was difficult to maintain the position against the raviging power of the machine. Soon the pain faded and was replaced by pleasure. Her hands and feet felt weak. The explosion of her filthy anal orgasm was captured perfectly on the camera. Her squirting cunt sprayed Alison's body fluids on her own marble floor.

She laid down on the mrable stairs with her body drenched in a cold sweat. She felt completely tired and destroyed. She was so exhausted that she didn't even noticed that the machine stopped. She laid there in the middle of her expensive house, semi-conscious her legs spread and her rectum impaled on the dildo. A couple of minutes later she came to her senses just to find out that she was alone. Everything had went silent. There were no more instructions coming from the camera. She looked around. It was almost 5 o'clock. She realized she had to clean up and hide the machine fast. Тhe house staff had to start work in just half an hour.