Finally the pain-weakened slavegirls were put into simple hogties and fitted with leather hoods. Both blondes were laid onto their beaten bellies into the Viano, and again Kate was suffering harder due to her broken ribs. They had arrived in this storehouse the first time eight hours ago, but it had been an eternity for Vanessa. As the van left the old building the sun was rising in an unnatural red. Before in some hours most of the torture equipment would be dismantled by workers and sent to their owners, the Heaven’s Gate Exhibition ended with sexual excesses among Mistresses, Masters and remaining slaves. This orgy was a mirror for the last days’ perversions but not bound to any organisational limits. And in this boundless blast of pain and hard sex Grand Mistress Gillian finally allowed Master Nathan to rape Her with His tongue to an incredible orgasm.
EPILOGUE Torture instruments, unnameable for normal human being, filled the dimly lit room. The air was cool but humid with sweat of fear. Vanessa was standing naked in the middle, hands clasped behind her head, the Grand Mistress encircling her with a cruel look in Her eyes. The Italian’s beautiful body still showed the brutal traces of her ordeals at the Heaven’s Gate Exhibition. “You may speak, slave.” “Grand Mistress, this slavegirl knows that it will most likely face additional, well-deserved tortures for its question, but what did Grand Mistress say to the two police men?” Grand Mistress Gillian smiled wickedly while She pulled a red hot poker from the nearby brazier.
“Bend over and grab your ankles. I’ll work over your pussy and arsehole with this until it’s cooled down, then I’ll tell you. Stay conscious, and you will know…” END SPECIAL THANKS TO: Mercedes-Benz of Germany Jaguar Cars Limited Coventry Quotation: E. A.
Poe: THE PHILOSOPHY OF COMPOSITION, 1846 E. A. Poe: THE RAVEN, 1845