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Friday, November 18, 2022. 10:58pm.

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Isabel’s big bambi eyes looked up at her\nmaster and wiped two thick strands of cum mixed with saliva off her chin and\nnose when the third guy in a row pulled his cock out of her throat. She had a\nlook of accomplishment on her reddened face, as she had just completed the task\nof completely swallowing a series of impressive cocks, balls deep all of them,\nand making their owners shoot their loads either straight into her stomach or\nin her mouth.

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She heard the loud techno music in the\ndark, humid room swell again in a crescendo from a muffled beat to a full on\nchorus like a movie transitioning from a slow motion close-up to a wide angle\nview of the room. She slurped the wet strings of cum from her fingers and\nsucked her thick lips around the last cock’s head again when it was offered to\nher, but her Master gestured to the guy to get lost, much to his\ndisappointment.

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He also waved the rest of the guys in the\nline away; they would have to try their luck again sometime later. Now it was\ntime again for his pet to sit up and pay attention.

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“On my lap, quick”, he commanded her. He\nwanted her close and paying attention to the last two and most brutal rounds of\ntorture in tonight’s show, before all hell would surely rain down on his new\npet during the after party.

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Isabel obeyed immediately, curling her\nslender body up into a seated position on the little platform she had just\ndangled her head from to be at a perfect throat-fucking angle. She was a little\nunsteady on her six inch stiletto heeled thigh-high boots when she got up, but\nshe didn’t have to walk far to reach his lap.

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He grabbed her by her tiny waist, which was\nwrapped tightly in a black leather mini corset and pulled her down on his lap\nand kissed her neck, the short hairs of his beard prickling her skin.

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She smelled so good. And she looked just\nlike a dream. He knew she was way too inexperienced to be here tonight at\nstahl.hart with Germany’s most deviant sadists and most prolific masochists, but\nshe had begged him repeatedly to take her instead of one of his other, more\ntrained girls. And since he had developed a weakness for her bordering on\nobsession, he had given in eventually.

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Since no cameras of any kind were allowed\nat these gatherings, he hadn’t been able to show her exactly what went on, but\nhe had repeatedly explained to her that stahl.hart was very different from the\nother two bdsm parties that they had been to over the past couple of months.

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Isabel wasn’t scared of what she heard. This\nwas in part because she just wanted to find out what she was capable of as a\nmasochist, but mostly because she had no idea what she was getting herself\ninto.

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Being a one of many fresh faces at\nstahl.hart tonight, she had enjoyed a lot of attention from regulars, male and\nfemale alike. She had turned heads in her revealing outfit of just thigh high\nboots and a mini-corset. Her magnificent body was full on display. Without the\nboots, she was already tall at 174 centimeters. Weighing just around 52\nkilograms, she was slender like a nymph, but she was not skeletal. As an avid\ndancer and ballerina, she had developed some core strength that toned her torso\nin a nice way under her perky and firm B-cup breasts.

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Her naturally long nipples were extremely\nswollen at the moment, just like her hairless outer labia, from the thick\n5mm/4ga rings that had been pierced through them just a few hours ago. There\nwas a strict tattoo and piercing requirement for all masochists at stahl.hart.\nShe had received a ring through each nipple and four rings on each side through\nher outer labia and she felt invincible after receiving them. It was such a\nshame that they would have to be taken out again on Sunday afternoon when she\nwent back home.

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But it wasn’t the oversized jewelry that\ncaught people’s eyes at the club. Isabel was a stunning girl with a beautiful\nface that matched her flawless body. She wore heavy, dark make-up tonight that\naccentuated her big green eyes, small pointy nose, full lips and bright blonde\nhair, which she had put up in a high pony tail, also in accordance with\nstahl.hart’s rules.

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“Did I do good, Master?” she wanted to know\nas he pulled his face away from her neck.

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“Yes, as you can see, a tight new cock\nsleeve like you is always a hit in places like this”, he replied.

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“I only really choked twice”, she said with\na feeling of confidence, but his gaze was fixed on the middle of the wide stage\nright in front of them where two people dressed in black arranged several items\nand the third piece of featured furniture of the night was revealed.

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Yes, it was impressive what this girl was\nable to perform after only ten weeks of dedicated training of her small mouth.\nWhen she came in, her limited experience had only been performing a sloppy\nhalf-assed fellatio before a limp fish missionary position. Just a minute ago,\nshe had her throat plowed mercilessly by a train of aggressive men, some\nwell-endowed, and she had not broken down in tears.

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She had some tension and anxiety over the\nlater parts of the night, after the current entertainment of “Bull’s Eye 4 An\nEye” would be over, because she was told that more play time was to be had with\nher by any men and women who fancied her, and that things usually were kind of\nrough here, but until then, her body was off-limits unless her master said\notherwise.

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The loud music slowly faded out while the\nlights in the small but wide room dimmed simultaneously. Most of the 49 attendants\nstopped their chatter and turned their\nattention on the stage, where Fraulein Stahl appeared for the third time\ntonight. One bright flooding light from behind the seated audience illuminated\nthe middle part of the stage.

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Dressed in a dark purple latex body suit\nwith golden accents, the tall mistress was followed by the same girls she had\nbrought out already two times before. One, on a neck leash, was a pale-skinned\nfit masochist with considerable breasts, which were tied tightly into purple\norbs by a thin rope. Her abdomen had a small wound that looked fresh with some\nnewly dried blood running down from it. She wore a full leather hood which\nobscured her face and hair. The other was a slender redhead with perky breasts\nand a pretty, round face. She had a similar small wound as the other girl on\nher chest, right above her left breast. Their naked bodies had been drawn upon\nwith permanent marker, creating several equally sized areas with letters and\nnumbers in them that were barely visible for the spectators in the front row.

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When the two girls were kneeling at the\nfront of the stage, facing the silent audience, Fraulein Stahl went down a\nsmall set of steps that led down from the stage to the floor and walked up to a\nseemingly random person again and handed the excited recipient the same CO2\ndart revolver that was used in every round of “Bull’s Eye 4 An Eye” so far at\nthese events.

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The black-haired mistress who had received\nthe gun got off her chair and walked to a makeshift X which was duct-taped to\nthe floor right in front of where Isabel and her master were seated.

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“Whenever you’re ready”, Fraulein Stahl\nsaid. “One dart each.”

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The CO2 revolver made a very unimpressive\nclicking sound, but its first dart shot through the air at high speed and\nembedded itself in the bottom of the redhead’s left breast. The girl merely\ngrunted at the impact of the dart, but remained otherwise still and silent.

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“Nice one,” Stahl commented. “One more.”\nThe gun-wielding mistress was getting a little bit giddy.

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The second shot was an unfortunate miss\nthat landed on the floor behind the two girls, but the third shot hit the hooded\ngirl in her lower abdominal area, just under her belly button.

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“Vielen Dank!”, Fraulein said as she\nreceived the revolver when the excited mistress returned to her seat and the\nMistress of Ceremonies made her way back on stage.

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“What did those girls have to do to get\nthat job?”, Isabel whispered back at her master, but he was trying to pay\nattention and shushed her.

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Fraulein Stahl inspected the dart that had\npenetrated the skin of the hooded girl first.

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After reading what was scribbled in the\narea, she read out a name. “V 21”, she calmly called out. “V 21.”

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Some excitement erupted a few rows behind\nIsabel to the right. When she looked back, she saw a tall woman dressed in red\nlatex and leather getting up from her seat and talking to a girl who was on her\nknees on the floor next to her.

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Two men in black approached the duo and the\nkneeling girl was quickly pulled up and pushed towards the stage, where she was\ndelivered to Fraulein Stahl.

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The mistress eyed her new prize from top to\nbottom before commanding the girl to open her mouth. The big breasted platinum\nblonde immediately obeyed, letting the mistress pull her lip down to inspect\nher tattoo to make sure that she was in fact “V 21”.

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Fraulein Stahl quickly confirmed that this\ngirl indeed had a tattoo stating the letter and number on the inside of her\nlower lip. The mistress nodded to her henchmen and V 21 was forcefully pulled\nto her knees.

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The mistress then inspected the redhead’s\nabdomen and announced to everyone: “Master B. Come on down, Master B!”

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Isabel gasped and turned around. “Master B”\nwas HER master. He gently pushed her off his lap to get up from his seat.

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“Just sit here,” he said to her softly. She\ndidn’t see his hand that gestured towards his chair; she was too busy looking\nbehind her to try and get another look at the mistress in red latex and\nleather, who was still standing a few rows behind them.

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When she turned her head again, he’d\nalready gone and made his way to the stage where Fraulein Stahl was waiting.

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All of a sudden this exciting but equally\nterrifying adventure got very real very fast. Even though it was her first time\nhere, Isabel knew exactly what this meant. They had gone over this in the car\non the way over. As unlikely as it was to happen-- about 4%, she had calculated\nin her head-- they had discussed the possibility that either of them would be\nselected during the “Bull’s Eye”. It was part of the attraction, but also the fear\nof going to a gathering like this.

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Not only would her master now get twenty\nminutes to perform his sickest sadistic fantasies on V21, after his time was\nup, V21’s mistress would have the same amount of time to do with Isabel\nwhatever she wanted-- no safe words or limits allowed.

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And as they had just seen in the first two\nrounds of the game tonight, being selected and getting the opportunity to\nperform was a blank check chance to score street cred and respect in the club\nby shocking and awing the audience with the most depraved actions and commands.\n

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It was very much a two-sided coin and\npartly a game of chance. In some instances the performers in the first round of\nany given combo went easy on their victims, hoping their own slave would also\nget spared in the closing round, but more often than not, this was not the\ncase. In anticipation of a brutal treatment for their own slaves, the masters\nand mistresses usually dished out what the audience came to see: harsh, painful\nand grotesque genital torture on crudely restrained pieces of meat, basically\nall but ensuring that the same would happen a round later in payback. That’s\nwhy this whole routine was aptly named after ‘An eye for an eye’.

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Isabel quickly looked over to the left side\nof the stage, where the two girls from round one of this game were still very\nmuch on display.

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While Isabel had no clue that Master B. had\nbeen going to Fraulein Stahl’s increasingly extreme gatherings for almost a\ndecade now, she did know that they started with this kind of game of chance and\nthat he had never been selected to perform. He had told her this repeatedly in\nthe car, either to manage her excitement and convince her that the chances of\nbeing picked were low, or to manifest this outcome; he was really hoping to\nhave a pretty controlled and relatively uneventful exciting night with his\ninexperienced new submissive.

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Even though she was very eager and willing,\nhe hadn’t shown her his full experience and interests yet and he had hoped to\nkeep those hidden a little longer, but he knew in order to keep his reputation\nat the club and build on it, he’d have to show all his cards tonight. That’s\nwhy he had preferred not to be picked.

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These thoughts ran through his head while\nIsabel admired him from his seat while Fraulein Stahl explained to him what his\ncanvas would be.

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The Mistress was very particular about her\nparties. And this slavegirl-only edition was no exception. She was a creative\nsadist who not only performed all kinds of depraved acts in the privacy of her\nown mansion as well as in several clubs, but also designed clever but crude\nways to restrain and manipulate a masochist’s body.

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Her name ‘Fraulein Stahl’ wasn’t random at\nall. She created relentless steel traps that restrained her slaves, male and\nfemale alike, in such a way that their bodies almost fused with their bonds. In\nevery case, there was quite literally a steel connection between the two,\ncrudely immobilizing and grotesquely posing a slave in such a position that\neither their torso or genitalia were prominently on display and accessible as a\nmasochistic meat canvas, while the other parts of their body were painfully\nrestrained.

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This was also the fate for V 21 as it would\nbe later for Isabel, their methods of presentation carefully planned and\nexecuted by Fraulein Stahl, who aimed to build up a sadistic crescendo. While\nher master and the party’s host talked on the stage, Isabel looked over to the\nleft side of the stage again to study what could be in store for her later. It\nequally scared and excited her.

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The first girl selected this night was a\nshort brunette with massive breasts. After being identified as F 24, she had\nbeen immobilized on an X-shaped metal platform that could be raised or lowered\nat will. The middle of the X featured an extended rectangular platform that her\nback rested on. Her head was not supported between the two beams running\ndiagonally away from the platform at the top, and her legs aligned perfectly\nwith the two beams running away at the bottom, spreading them at a 90 degree\nangle and exposing her cunt.

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Her torso was bolted down to the\nrectangular platform by a bar that ran over her chest just under her breasts.\nIt was tightened down to the platform with long bolts, two on each side. Both\nher arms and legs were folded double, with her elbows reaching the top of the\nX-shape on both sides, and her forearms bending back down to her neck on the\ntop side, and her knees just short of the end of the X-shape at the bottom,\nwith her lower legs folded under her so that her feet were below her ass,\npushing her cunt slightly up and forward. Both arms and legs were strapped down\nto the metal X-frame in the same way her torso was: two thin metal bars on each\narm and each leg made sure the girl was immobilized against the furniture she\nwas on. The nuts and bolts keeping them in place were tighter than they needed\nto be to restrain her, but not tight enough to break any bones, even though the\nshort but sharp pins that lined their insides, had been embedded deep into the\nskin and tissue of the trapped girl.

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Fraulein Stahl had narrated the purpose and\nworkings of the steel restraints to the audience while she installed the girl\nbefore handing her over to the first sadist of the night, a young-looking\nmistress “R”, dressed in black latex with blonde hair. She had started the\nnight rough, using her twenty minutes to play hard with the brunette’s large\nbreasts and spread open cunt, which was stretched wide by another feature of\nthe torture frame: several sharp stainless steel hooks that were inserted not\nthrough the four rings that already pierced the girl’s labia, but were pierced\nthrough her labia right on the spot and were pulled sideways and also locked\ninto place with smaller nuts and bolts.

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The young mistress had given the brunette,\nwho, like all slaves picked for a performance, wore a full leather hood that\nonly left her mouth free, a severe whipping before inserting about two dozen\nthick metal pins all over the girl’s torso, but focusing on her tits and cunt\nbefore using a choice of increasingly sadistic metal dildos, eventually fucking\nthe bolted-down slave bloody and raw with the larger ones of these dildos on a\nstrap-on harness.

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About 6 feet to the right of the brunette\nhung another girl with a similar hair color, now also obscured by a full\nleather hood. S 17 was immobilized against a standing cross-shaped metal\nstructure that was bolted to a smaller platform on the floor of the stage.

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The girl’s neck was held against the\nvertical beam of the structure with a metal posture collar that barely fit around\nher neck. Sticking out from the collar were several sharp metal spikes that\nforced the girl’s chin high up and cause some streams of blood to trickle down\nher neck, where they pooled and stopped at the top edge of the tight collar.\nThe girl wore an O-ring that opened her mouth wide and sticking out from\nbetween her lips was the end of a modern version of an old torture device: the\npear of anguish. With its leaves expanded to an uncomfortable width that\ncontorted the girl’s mouth, the device looked even more grotesque than it would\nhave in any other orifice. The combination with the full leather hood that\ncovered the rest of her face made it look extremely bizarre.

\n\n

The brunette’s arms were pulled tightly\nback over the horizontal beam of the cross and they were tied at the wrists\nwith weighted metal shackles that crushed her skin into her bones with Fraulein\nStahl’s signature metal bars and nuts and bolts system that she implemented in\nall shapes and sizes. A similar crushing plate mechanism tightened the girls\nforearms together halfway between her wrists and her elbows. The weights on her\nwrist shackles were such that her arms were pulled down behind her by the weight,\nwhich in turn made her back arch and forced her chest up and forward,\npresenting her considerable natural tits for torture.

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The girl’s lower body was resting on\nanother metal beam that stuck out forward from the cross-shape. S 17 was impaled\non the beam by two relatively short, but thick metal dildos that filled her ass\nand cunt before she was attached to the cross. Four short but sharp metal pins\nwere inserted through her labia into holes in the dildo filling her cunt. The\npiercings were thick, but didn’t seem as intense as the meat hooks that the\nfirst girl had received. It was maybe because of these relatively tame\ntreatments of her lower parts that her tormentrix went all out on her tits.

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The raven-haired mistress B held nothing\nback as she tried various of Fraulein Stahl’s hand-cranked crushing devices on\nS 17’s breasts, before decorating them with dozens of cuts from a flogger with\nmetal strands and a matching number of meat skewers in various lengths and\nthicknesses, which were literally hammered into and through S 17’s crushed\ntits. When Fraulein Stahl -correctly- interpreted the bound girl’s muffled\nlong-drawn moans and wails as a sign that the sick masochist was thoroughly\nenjoying the treatment she was receiving, she handed the mistress an electric\nscrewdriver and a handful of three inch screws to raise the intensity level a\nlittle bit more. The mistress seemed like a kid in a candy store, driving the\npins deep into S 17’s tits, pulling some long-awaited sounds of genuine\ndiscomfort from the masochist, much to Fraulein Stahl’s delight.

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But as Isabel was studying those who went\nbefore her, there was no sound anymore from either of the two girls who\nsilently underwent the brutal exhausting positions they were locked in during\nround one of this torture festival.

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A thousand thoughts shot through Isabel’s\nhead and the gravity of the situation slowly dawned on her as she started\nimagining what position she would be put into and what unimaginable torture could\nbe done to her, until she was drawn to the live action on stage again when\nFraulein Stahl was about to install V 21 on a new metal frame.

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The short, sporty blonde had the confused\nlook on her face obscured by the hood that was pulled over her head. Underneath,\nshe was fitted with an O-ring to force her mouth open. She received a leather\nhood with short metal studs all over it. It featured a hole that proved to be\ntailor-made for the O-ring, but the accessory otherwise fully encased her head\nand even ran down her neck and throat. There it was tightly secured with a metal\nband that was tightened into place with more of Fraulein Stahl’s favorite nuts\nand bolts. Fitted with short spikes on the inside, the band not only kept the\nleather hood tightly in place, it also restricted V 21’s breathing.

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When V 21 was objectified, the Fraulein’s\ntwo henchmen compressed the base of her tits with thin breast clamps. They also\nfitted her hands and arms with extreme restraints behind her back. First her hands\nwere aligned with the four fingers from each hand next to each other, so they\nall could be pulled through the eight holes in a custom designed metal finger\nclamp. V 21’s thumbs were left free to wrap around the edge of the clamp, but\nthere was no escape, as each finger was individually crushed into place with a\nsmall metal plate that was pushed down with a tightening bolt.

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After that came a series of metal clamps\nthat were placed over her arms between her wrists and her elbows. They were all\nconnected by a frame that ran the length of her arms (and even a little\nfurther) and that was designed to both crush the clamps around her arms and\npull her arms and elbows together as close as possible.

\n\n

The installation of this arm restraint\nlooked as painful as it was. The drooling V 21 stood hunched forward while the\nmen fitted her restraints and as they tightened the bolts, two things happened.\nV 21 increasingly sobbed and wailed from the pain to her arms and her posture\nslowly changed to the point where her arms were pulled behind her back in such\na way that her shoulders moved backward and out and her chest was pushed\nforward and up. Her swollen and reddened, almost purple pierced nipples stood\nproud on her clamped breasts.

\n\n

After Fraulein approved the restraints, her\nassistants pulled V 21 onto her feet and guided her to the metal frame that was\nwaiting for her. It looked like it was built on a small square mini-stage on\ntop of the main stage. She was led to a construction that looked like a small\nmetal rectangular block of about 12 inches long, 4 inches wide and 4 inches\nhigh. It stood on top of a round post that rested on a floor plate. In was just\nwide and thick enough to support her abdomen. The young woman was made to kneel\nbehind it, her back towards the audience, before bending forward so that her\nstomach and chest rested on the block. There were no restraints for her torso,\nbut her ankles were shackled to the platform she was kneeling on.

\n\n

When Fraulein Stahl stepped on a button\nthat wasn’t visible to the audience, parts of the platform started moving up\nand V 21 was raised about two feet into the air. The mistress showed Master B\nhow to operate the buttons, demonstrating how one raised her and another one\ndid exactly the opposite.

\n\n

There were a handful other buttons to step\non around the sides of the platform and Fraulein Stahl showed how the platform\ncould also be turned around, clockwise and counter-clockwise, depending on\nwhich side of V 21 should be facing the audience.

\n\n

After one 360 degree turn, during which the\naudience got a better view of the position of the girl, it was also obvious\nthat there was more to this rotating and restraining platform than met the eye.

\n\n

Fraulein Stahl picked up two metal bars\nfrom the bottom of the platform and installed them vertically behind V 21. She\ninserted them into custom made slots in the platform floor, where about half\ntheir length sank into the base. The bars were about two inches wide and tall\nenough to stick out about 4 to 5 inches above her ass in the position she was\nin. They aligned nicely with the middle of her buttocks and were placed far\nenough toward the middle of the platform that both bars slightly pressed into\nthe skin of her round ass.

\n\n

Just like with F 24 in the first round of\nthis game, V 21’s ring piercings in her labia were ignored. Instead, Fraulein\nStahl started piercing little meat hooks through her pussy lips while she\nexplained the back story of this torture frame to her audience. Isabel\nunderstood just a little more than half of it. Her German wasn’t great.

\n\n

“This restraint here”, the mistress started,\n“is the first of two brand new ones that you will see in this final round. My\nengineers finished working on this just after our last gathering and I knew\nimmediately that I wanted to show them off tonight.”

\n\n

V 21 shrieked through her O-gag while the\nmistress inserted the first meat hook through the top of her right pussy lip.

\n\n

“I went on a trip to the United States last\nyear and spent some time in the Midwest. I will spare you the details of it,\nbut I was intrigued by how those cowboys and cowgirls control their animals and\ndeal with unpleasant wildlife around there, like cougars and such.” Another\nshriek from V 21. “So you will see some animal inspiration here tonight.”

\n\n

The mistress continued piercing the steel\nhooks through V 21’s labia until the girl had received four hooks on each side.\nThe general assumption was that they would be used to stretch her cunt open\nwide for whatever treatment Master B would think up for her, but the mistress\njust left them hanging for now.

\n\n

Instead she produced a custom made stainless\nsteel contraption featuring a decently sized stainless steel ring with a couple\nof short prongs sticking out from it. At three inches in length, it didn’t look\nimpressive, but as Fraulein installed it, its devious character was revealed.

\n\n

The mistress first fingered V 21’s asshole\nwith one finger and quickly added another, finding that she could quickly add\nmore fingers and her whole hand without too much trouble.

\n\n

Isabel had curled up on her master’s chair,\npulling her legs up on the seat. She watched the proceedings like a hawk. She\nwas fully aware that it could have been her right now, on her knees on that\nstage with Fraulein Stahl’s fist in her ass and her pussy lips pierced with\nstretching hooks. She instinctively rubbed her fingers over her sensitive,\nswollen labia that had been pierced with thick rings this afternoon.

\n\n

There was no doubt in her mind that she\nwould feel sharp, cold steel pins or hooks slide through her flesh very soon,\nsince cunt piercings seemed to be mandatory for Fraulein Stahl’s contraptions.

\n\n

But the mistress very explicitly raised the\nbar right in front of her eyes. Fraulein inserted the four prongs of her anal\nstretcher inside V 21’s colon, lodging the hooks at their base behind her\nsphincter. The stretcher’s steel ring was about four inches in diameter and it\nfeatured four pins that the stretching hooks were connected to, allowing her to\nturn some bolts on the pins and stretch each hook to the outside of the steel\nring’s diameter.

\n\n

Even though she had to turn each bolt\nindividually and she evenly distributed the stretch by turning each bolt a little\nbit before manipulating the next, the mistress worked V 21’s ass into an\nimpressive anal gape within two minutes. With the girl’s purplish pink insides\nof her colon on full display, the mistress locked her spreader in place with a\ndevious hook that was installed right next to each prong. The curved hooks were\nsmall, just about 4 millimeters in diameter, but their pointy ends were razor\nsharp. Fraulein Stahl used her fingers to push them into place, piercing them\nthrough V 21’s flesh right behind her sphincter on the inside until they came out\nagain on the outside, piercing through the sphincter muscle and keeping the\nstretching ring in place, their scalpel-like pointy ends sticking out towards\nthe audience.

\n\n

V 21 was loud. She cried, screamed and\nwailed at a higher volume than any of the girls who went before her, but\nFraulein Stahl did not slow down or stop to check on her. She was on a\nschedule. And V 21’s installation was almost done.

\n\n

Isabel was stunned. She had never seen or\neven imagined anything like it. Three months ago, she had been an anal virgin,\nreceiving Master’s cock deep in her ass on their first real play date, because\nshe had lied to him about her previous experiences. When he fucked her then, it\nwas painful and he made her bleed, but she never told him to stop and he had\nfucked her ass again and again every time they played since. He had fingered\nher and plugged her and inserted toys longer and thicker than his cock, but\nIsabel couldn’t imagine how it would feel to have done to her what was just\ndone to V 21.

\n\n

She had imagined and fantasized about tons\nof stuff she had seen in bdsm videos and photos on the internet, but this was a\nstep further than any of that. Master B had told her just on their way over\nhere that she should expect to see stuff that was more extreme than the heaviest\nPainClub videos they watched together, more along the lines of the art of 2+2=5\nthan anything else, but more merciless and clinical.

\n\n

It was a point that was driven home by\nFraulein Stahl when she finished up her preparation of V 21. She connected the\nanal stretcher and the four hooks through the girl’s labia to the two metal\nbars that ran up from the bottom of the platform, making sure her stretched\nopen cunt and ass would stay in place. Then she turned the metal frame on which\nV 21 was immobilized about 90 degrees, so that the audience could see the\nmasochist from the side with her ass on the left and her hooded head on the\nright side.

\n\n

Fraulein Stahl used the tip of her boot\nremove a protective cover of one of the contraption’s foot switch buttons and\nstepped on it. It took a few seconds before the audience could see what was\nhappening, but then they saw very clearly that two thick pins were being slowly\nraised from the platform. On top of each of the pins was another metal device.\nIsabel didn’t know what it was, but several people in the audience gasped when\nthey realized that what they saw slowly inching closed to V 21’s chest were two\nprimed animal traps.

\n\n

“If you like what you see in a moment, you\nmight want to google ‘MB-550’.” the mistress enlightened her guests. “These\nthings are wonderful and I had them modified a little, because, well, let me\nsay, I am not looking for a membership of PETA anytime soon.” She chuckled\nbefore continuing her insightful presentation.

\n\n

“Master B, look!” she addressed her\ntorturer while one of her assistants wheeled in a small table with supplies.\n“You will have 20 minutes to do whatever the fuck you like to this slab of meat\nhere, and you can start in about a minute or so, when the trigger plates of\nthose nice clamps hit her nipples and the jaws will sink their metal teeth into\nher tits.” She paused for a second for dramatic effect.

\n\n

“You can use anything and everything in this\ntool supply,” she continued, pointing at the stuff her assistant had just\nwheeled in. Just remember one thing: you will use all four of these special\ndildos on this meat’s holes. You will fuck her with them almost in any way and\norder you like, but this one here,” she said while pointing out a shiny red\nmonster hanging to the far right, “this one needs to be all the way in her cunt\nwhen your time is up and we move on to the next setup. Is that clear?”

\n\n

Master B nodded and tried to analyze the tools\nin front of him. They all looked crude and brutal, but the shiny red rod\nFraulein had just singled out was something else entirely. He decided to just\nanswer his host with a confirmation that he understood what she meant and\nprepared himself for the moment he was allowed to start.

\n\n

“If you were wondering, this thing is\ncalled ‘Trapped Cougar Bang’ and I thought of this at night after hearing a\nstory about how a female cougar was mated with after she was stuck in a trap.\nIt just clicked with me how feline genital anatomy works during sex,” Fraulein\nStahl concluded her story with a wicked smile.

\n\n

A loud double “Snap!” was followed by a\nhigh pitched shriek and wail that slowly turned into a low guttural moan from V\n21. The room was completely silent. Everyone watched in awe and disbelief of\nwhat they were witnessing. The animal traps had slowly but surely reached the\npoint where their pressure plates pressed into V 21’s swollen nipples and their\nmodified jaws had been released with the pointy ends of their sharp metal teeth\nsinking deep into the middle of the meat of the girl’s tits.

\n\nFraulein\nStahl stepped on the button again to stop the traps from moving even more up\nbefore she walked off to the side of the stage to watch Master B start his\nwork.

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