Ivyygrey Camgirl - She takes on a few occasions.

Although my power over her is not very great, I can always subdue her. She is about thirty and a spirited red headed blonde. We occasionally spend time together, but we rarely spend a night apart. We are currently in the process of rehabbing a lost taste in sex. There are few security cameras in the room, but security is low key. I tell Ivyygrey Camgirl to strip. She quickly gets down on all fours before I can get too close. I see the beautiful white skin of her firm small foot and I smile, pleased. She returns my kiss, then stands up and hands me the ballgag. I put it in her hand and guide it back to the injection table. The needle quickly drops into the vial. Her whole body is stinging and twitching, but she is becoming very good at the job. I encourage her to bend over and inject. I press the button. Water jets automatically run down the injection table towards the injection point. The fluid is flying out the back of her neck. Her eyes widen immediately.

We don't want the suction cup to jam. I press the button again. Her whole body stings and twitches again, but she is rapidly recovering. The needle quickly drops out of the vial. I again press the button. The flow of the fluid is greatly slowed. She is rubbing her insides in her wrist and lying on her side. The needle continues to drop in and out of the syringe, but her breathing is greatly reduced. She starts counting to two, then three, as she cums. At five she stops. She cums again. Right after the final injection, she is given a few weak pills to relax. After a few minutes of rest, she is fasted to the bed and hog-tied. There is nothing she can do except get dressed and be passed around the ward. She is released from the restraints but gagged. Early the next morning, she starts to feel funny, but nothing that can be done.

The pounding and adrenaline are unbelievable. All the controls are out of her control. The only thing she is able to do is fight and she is very good. The drugs have done their job and her endorphins are high. She begins to feel warm all over again. The pounding now becomes a pounding of pain and tingling of electricity. The light from the fire is madness. She can feel her back and she can feel the impact of the leather straps from a distance behind her. She hates that though, the way I shot the thing hurts her rather than the pain of the strap. It is worse. She can feel the heat that had been building in her, that had returned since she got out of the ambulance. She hates the light and the madness of it. She can feel my hand in her pussy, gently gliding over her breasts, down her tummy. That was what I had expected, but what the hell, I guess she gets off on it. She hates my breasts, she hates me and wants nothing more than for they will make her cum. She continues down on her routine until she comes to a rest, then she turns her head up to see if she can see me, but she can't. Her eyes are closed and she can feel my breath on her face..