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Subject: {ASSM} A wedding part 2 {snuff,bdsm, WSA2000, nosex}
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"Please take her with you, and have her prepped on your machine for
immediate spitting after the happy couple enters the hall for the
reception."

With that he handed me the leash for Dianna.

"Well, we've got about 3 hours.  How do you want to spend your last
hours?"

She looked up at me "I've got a choice?"

"Not really.  At least for you, they bought the whole package.  Which
means your going to be tortured, then raped.  Tell you what.  I'll
decide on how I torture you based on how good the blow job you give me
is."

What I didn't tell her was that it was going to be an inverse
relationship.  The better the blow job, the worse the torture.

Did I mention I love my job?

I took her out to the truck, attached her leash to the slave post,
then started the procedure to unload the Jessica 3000 from the back.
This particular Jessica 3000 is one of the mobile units. After getting
it down, I unhooked her from the post, grabbed a whip from the back of
the truck and told her to start pushing the Jessica to the hall.

She looked at me.  "It's not bad enough that I'm going to be killed
today, but I have to do the work as well?"

I looked at her.  Then landed a hard lash across her left tit.  She
yelped, then started pushing the Jessica towards the building.  I
landed another across her back. "Faster slut!  Faster!"  She all but
broke into a run.  Of course, because we do this all the time at
Hill's Fine Meat, as she pushed the Jessica 3000, the wheels started
to resist.  We installed a system so that the brakes automatically
started to apply and got stronger the farther you pushed the machine.
As she slowed down, struggling to push the increasingly immobile
killing machine, I caught up with her, landing 2 or 3 lashes across
her back "Faster!  Move it!  Push you slut!"

By now the brakes were fully applied.  She was leaning hard into it,
trying to move it, while I lashed her back.  Then, suddenly, the
brakes released.  The Jessica 3000 went flying forward and she fell on
her face.  "You better get your ass up slut!"  She got up and started
to push it towards the building again.  Of course the brakes started
applying again.  More lashes to her ass. More screaming, more falling
on her face.  It took 3 cycles of the braking system for her to get it
into the building.  By that time she had received well over 60 lashes,
and was pretty close to passing out.

And I hadn't even started the torture part yet.

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