Abandoned Slaves Day 2

The first day's over. Alice stands quiet, but the fire's in her eyes. Today decides if she stays or gets cut. Her shyness is jamming the whole scene, so I scrap the plan and switch to prying her open. I know she can swallow pain, yet her sighs are small and flat. I lash her to the Sybian, set it grinding, and tell her to shut her eyes, chase that inner edge. She rides, hips jerking, breath catching, until her cunt finally breaks and the moan comes real and ragged. After she cools, I strap her on her back, legs spread wide. The zipper of cruel little teeth runs down her inner thighs, across the tender cunt. One hard tug and every clip rips free at once. Pain explodes through her like a live wire. She screams, hips bucking, wetter than before. Progress, sure, but the next test waits.