ushernet Chapter 14: Limbless - Tit Torturing a Living Toy
Chapter 14: Limbless - Tit Torturing a Living Toy
Chapter 14: Limbless - Tit Torturing a Living Toy
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Kim squirmed in excitement as her Master bent her other arm back on itself and tightly wrapped it up. Despite the fact she knew he was a surgeon, his expertise with gauze always slightly surprised her.
He checked his handiwork and nodded in satisfaction. She was now nothing but four stubby limbs once more. He set her down on her carefully padded elbows and knees on an electric treadmill.
Kim moaned in pleasure and wiggled her hips. She loved it when he turned her into his little bondage doggy. It made her horny.
He reached beneath her to fondle her breasts. She moaned lustily. His hands felt so good - so teasing - especially with her own hands tied up and unable to do anything to further her pleasure.
He reached for the clover clamps that were now permanently attached to her treadmill. She whimpered as he firmly pinched them over her tender nipples. It was a bite she both hated and craved.
He pressed a few buttons above her and the treadmill lurched to life. She hastily started to walk forwards. She held her head high - it felt so sexy to be walking in bondage.
Her Master chuckled and started to increase the speed. "I don't want a prim and prissy poodle, I want a howling bitch with agonized nipples!"
Kim sped her pace up to match the machine. Her movements now jerked at the almost taut chain to her tits, but the pain felt good.
He turned it up a little more. She was now barely keeping up with the relentless pace. Her bound limbs pounded against the treadmill as the clamps pulled at her throbbing nipples. She whimpered. She knew that even falling behind for a second would yank the clamps clear off her nipples - and she knew from painful experience that her Master would just clip them right back on again to her ever-increasing agony!
He grinned and sat back to watch her run. "That's better."
He watched her for several minutes. Her large breasts jiggled beneath her as she frantically tried to keep up with the pace of the machine.
He stroked his smooth chin. "So, I've decided you're going to go under the knife. From this afternoon you'll be without the use of the extraneous parts of your limbs permanently."
Kim froze in shock. Her Master had talked about transforming her into 'Limbless Kim' before. The idea had turned her on. But while it was fun to talk about cutting off the bits they frequently bound to make her nothing but a sex-toy torso, unlike with bondage there would be no going back.
The treadmill continued to turn. The chain grew taut and her clamps pulled tighter.
Suddenly, Kim's clamps pulled free. She howled in agony. Agony she couldn't soothe while bound up. Agony she would never be able to soothe again if he cut off her hands.
Her legs fell off the back of the treadmill and she landed in an undignified heap, trembling slightly as she tried to process her Master's words.
He laid her out on her back and started to hungrily run his hands over her body. She tried to bat him away with her tightly bound limbs, but they were thoroughly ineffective. Her helplessness turned her on.
He groped her breasts. "Mm, so good. So defenseless. Just imagine being like this permanently."
Kim let out a slight squeak of fear. While it aroused her, it was scary as hell.
He slowly ran his fingers over her clit. "Don't worry, I'll make it feel good..." he tweaked her clit, "...eventually."
She felt a cloth over her face and started to struggle. She looked up at her Master in panic. "Please, Master, you can't! I need my hands!" She held her breath, trying not to breathe through the heavily chloroformed rag.
He pushed three fingers up into her cunt. "No you don't - mine are the only hands you need." He worked his fingers in and out, the sticky sound betraying her mixed emotions.
She squirmed, fighting not to breathe as he worked her body up into a frenzy.
Her Master continued to firmly fuck her with his expert fingers. "Take a nice, deep breath. Trust me. You like being helpless. You want to be nothing but a toy. Let me turn you into Limbless Kim..."
Kim looked up at her Master and took in a shaky breath through the rag.
Maybe her last thoughts pre-amputation should have been about her soon-to-be-removed hands and feet, but all she could think was that soon she would be nothing more than a pair of big tits, an eager throat, a wet cunt and a chubby butt.
She blinked up at her Master, trying to keep him in focus as the room started to swirl. "Please, Master, make me your toy. Hurt me like I've never known."
As her eyes fluttered closed, he bent and kissed her forehead. "Oh, I will, my slave. You have no idea..."
Kim shook her head groggily, feeling like she was waking up from a very long nap. Her Master slowly came into focus and she stared at him in surprise. He was now sporting a rather luxurious beard - the kind that definitely didn't grow overnight!
Her eyes went wide as she suddenly remembered the last things that had happened before she slept. She jerked her head up to look at her naked body. Where her arms and legs should have been were short stubs not even long enough to totter on!
She wiggled her stubs around, desperate to prove that this was all some kind of twisted illusion. It wasn't. She started to hyperventilate. He had done it. He had amputated her limbs! And, what's more, it looked like he'd done it some time ago.
He massaged her breasts her reassuringly. "Sh, sh, sh. It's been a few weeks - I wanted to give you time to heal properly."
Kim wanted to freak out more, but her lack of limbs was pulling her focus to her torso. All she could think about was how much she wanted her Master to take advantage of her defenselessness. She had just become an amputee, and it just made her want him to mercilessly abuse her tits!
She arched her back and pushed her tits up into his hands with a moan. "Please, Master. You've made me into your sex toy, now play with me!"
Her Master chuckled and walked his fingers down towards her nipples. "Oh no, Kim - that's not what you wanted. I've made you into my thoroughly defenseless pain toy - and now I'm going to hurt you!"
Kim's breathing sped up again. Her Master put his large hand over her nose and mouth, shutting off her air to calm her down. She wiggled her stumps helplessly as oxygen grew short. She was thoroughly at his mercy, and he hadn't even started yet!
She squirmed what was left of her thighs together, her pussy feeling unbelievably wet at the predicament she found herself in.
Her Master let go. She gratefully panted in some air. While she was distracted he grabbed a coil of rope and started to wrap it firmly around the base of her right breast. It made her tit into a taut little balloon.
She moaned. The tight compression felt surprisingly good. She watched as he wrapped her second in a similar manner.
He tugged to check the rope was correctly tied off. He ran his fingertips lightly over her bound flesh and she shivered in delight. It felt like every sensation there was magnified.
He grinned and grabbed the rope ends. "You know, I had intended to leave you with more of your upper arms and legs for bondage purposes, but I think I've come up with an even better alternative..."
Kim looked at her Master skeptically. He rubbed his fingers briefly over her clit. She shivered, almost instantly ready for more. He chuckled. "You see - your body is always primed to turn pain into pleasure. But I'm not ready to allow that just yet - you still need more pain!"
He picked up a sixth belt and wrapped it firmly around her chest. He wasn't able to get it quite as flat as the one before, but it was still more than tight enough to make Kim pant for breath like she would in a bra that had shrunk in the wash.
He moved his hands to the sides of the new belt. Kim closed her eyes and whimpered as he pushed down, forcefully stretching her breasts out yet more. Her skin was red from the friction - not that you could tell much after the paddling her breasts had taken earlier.
He picked up the seventh and final belt. Kim squeaked. He lovingly fondled her breasts. Kim's eyes rolled back into her head a little. It felt so strange yet so good when he touched her breasts somewhere near her navel!
He wrapped the last belt around her and cinched it so tight against her breasts that Kim was convinced he wouldn't be able to budge it down any further. But she was wrong.
She yowled as he forced the belt down her torso. Her skin moved with it, causing her elongated breasts to bulge out far closer to her pussy than she had ever thought possible.
She stared down at her strapped and stretched tits. She could see red raw segments of flesh between each thick black band. She whimpered into her gag, but with no belts left to use she presumed her Master was finished.
Kim jumped at the sound of something being cinched closed. Her eyes opened wide as she felt her right breast being constricted still further. She looked down. He had put a cable tie around the bulging end of her breast!
She whimpered incoherently around her gag, almost unable to believe her breasts could still be cinched! Her Master had no such concerns. He quickly cable tied her left tit, leaving her with two darkening balls of flesh at the bottom of her stretched out breasts which were now nowhere near the location they had started!
He squeezed her taut bundles of flesh experimentally and then cinched another cable tie just in front, pulling it even tighter than the first. The unthinkable compression drew her focus - her breasts were now her world.
He added a third, pulling on each end with such force that she was half convinced her breasts would pop!
Kim panted and yowled as she tried to get on top of the wickedly painful cinch combined with the many layers of compression. Yet a part of her wanted him to continue to push her - she still desperately needed to get off!
He reached down to his own belt around his waist and started to pull it loose. "I've been looking forward to this." He slowly wrapped the belt around his hand. Kim shivered and shuffled herself warily back. She left a revealingly sticky trail in her wake. Her Master smiled. Her brain might be eager to evade him, but her body wanted more.
He swiped the belt forwards, catching the underside of her right breast. Kim gasped and froze. The shock of the sudden intense pain almost took her breath away. He struck her again, this time catching her left nipple.
Panting in pain, she desperately tried to evade his next strike. She misjudged her balance. Without her arms to help her, she suddenly found herself on her back.
Her Master grinned and took a step forwards, towering over her squirming body as he eyed up the twin targets. He struck. He slapped his belt between the left and right, up and down, this way and that, until Kim wouldn't even have been able to remember her own name.
The renewed onslaught reawakened the earlier aches and pains in her triple-bound breasts. She howled in agony.
She urgently moved her arm stumps as far down as they would go, but they didn't even come close to reaching her freshly tormented nipples. He laughed. "Now you know why I didn't bother binding you!"
He resumed his attack, slicing the belt against her over-sensitized breasts until her skin began to break. Still he kept hitting.
The pain was intense. She screamed into her gag, yet her horny body craved more. She wanted to be used and abused like this, wanted to be made to writhe and squeal and moan. She wanted him to make her suffer.
His eyes twinkled wickedly. Her eyes went wide - could he somehow hear her thoughts?! She tried to roll away from him, but lying on her back she felt as trapped as a beached whale.
He picked up a large bottle of hand sanitizer and pumped a generous amount of the alcohol-based gel over each broken and bruised tit. In a sense Kim was disappointed - she had wanted more. Then the sting kicked in.
Her body bucked as pain jolted every receptor in her long-abused chest. She yowled pitifully.
Her Master grabbed her burning tits and pulled her upright by them again. She grunted, a lusty, primal sound. The prolonged tit torture was getting her close.
He pinched at where her nipples had been flattened out with the rest of her breasts. She whimpered, but she wanted it.
He was not gentle. He pinched and pulled at her tautened flesh until her nipples bobbled up into throbbing red peaks.
He held up two weighted clover clamps. The tip of each was wrapped with so many elastic bands that the word 'wicked' didn't even do them justice.
She squirmed in wanton arousal yet couldn't help begging for mercy. "'as'er! 'as'er!"
Her Master smirked. "'Faster,' you say?" Without missing a beat, he pinched her nipples up with the wicked clamps and let the weights fall.
Kim jerked forwards. Her squished and smashed breasts stung and the weights jiggled beneath her. She jerked again. The weights swung wildly.
She was in more agony than she could process, yet she was on the verge of cumming! Her Master picked up a wand vibrator. Kim nodded urgently, desperate for the pain to be transformed into pure pleasure.
He strapped the wand to what little remained of her thigh with the head buried against her clit. He turned it on.
Kim moaned into her gag and began to buck, hard. One of the clamps pulled free. The unexpected blaze of pain felt good.
She tilted her head back and groaned, panting hard as the wand felt to magic away every pain and replace it with pure pleasure.
Her whole body was in motion, writhing and squirming in a complicated enjoyment of sensations even she didn't understand how she could get off from.
Her tits burned and her nipples throbbed. The wand continued to work its magic. She panted. Between the gag in her mouth and the tight bondage around her chest she could barely draw enough breath, yet she didn't want it to end.
She jerked forwards again. The one remaining weight almost pulled itself free. She gasped at the pinpoint pain but bucked harder. She wanted the pain - needed it.
As her orgasm died down and her twitching subsided she looked over at her Master with a sleepily grateful grin.
As her orgasm faded, pain crashed back over her. It shocked her body like a cold shower. Yet still the wand buzzed against her. The relentless pleasure now increasingly painful in her overstimulated clit.
She looked over at her Master expectantly. He made no move to untie her. Her eyes began to widen. She shook her head in disbelief.
Her Master smiled. "Am I 'hurting you like you've never known?'"
Kim sobbed as her horny words came back to haunt her. Yet, agony though it was, his prolonged abuse had already given her pleasure like she'd never known. She moaned, confused by her perverse reaction to being nothing but a tortured torso.
Her Master leaned forwards. "Mm, isn't it good being nothing but a pain toy?" He picked up the fallen clamp and pinched it back into place. Kim screamed hoarsely into her gag as pain shot back through her crushed nipple.
The other clamp was still working its way off. Kim willed it to stay on. Yet, as it pulled its way free one agonizing millimeter at a time, she couldn't help but moan. Whatever she might think of it, she craved pain, and the pleasure it could bring...9