Both vibrators, rather than vibrate, seemed to shrink then lengthen, thus sumulating a cock fuckingher but without any part coming out of her. Her Master still wasn’t satisfied. She watched in horror as her Master scooped up a large blob of the ointment and began to coat her outer lips, avoiding her clit, with it. He unhooked her piercings from her thighs, put the table back into its original position, unchained and carefully lowered her legs then uncuffed her wrists. She heard him open a drawer in the cabinet where he kept his “toys”. The table was hinged in sections as well thus he could bend her in any position or lower the section from beneath her ass and legs. Don’t bother to answer, I don’t care about the answer. He could see that in spite of all he had done to her so far she was using this keening sound ( which he realized actually came through her nose) to keep from screaming.
