Training of a Party Girl, Day Three

She wants a collar. I lock steel around her throat that makes her regret ever asking. Sensory deprivation comes first. I wrap her eyes and ears, then work her nipples while my thumb sinks deep into her ass. She twitches, blind and breathless, every squeeze of my hand driving her deeper into the dark. Next, I make her beg for the hard gimp cock. Before her mouth gets a taste, I jam a rubber dick on a stick up her ass and leave it there, stretching her while she drools and pleads. Then the real test: she has to prove how much of an anal whore she can be. No warm-up, no mercy. Just her stretched, used hole working to show me everything she’s got.