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whimpers, the crack of the prod against slick pussy flesh, and the giggling of the women Susanna thought she could control and intimidate.

By the time Ranvir was satisfied with the torment, Susanna was a trembling mess: nipples swollen and bruised under the clamps, throat raw from the leash, clit red and twitching from repeated shocks, and kneeling in a pool pf her own piss.

"Now for your final lesson, you filthy, greedy, fat arsed whore," Ranvir said coldly. She stood over Susanna', still holding the leash taut, forcing Susanna's head back. Kate grabbed her hair with one hand, holding her head in place, her face looking upwards. With the other hand she reached round a pinched Susanna’s nostrils, forcing her to breath though her mouth.

Ranvir lifted her skirt, positioned her naked pussy directly above Susanna's tear-streaked face, parted her pussy lips with two fingers and let go.

A hot stream of piss splashed forcefully onto Susanna's cheeks, and into her open mouth, drenching her hair and dripping down over her clamped tits. The acrid, salty taste flooded her tongue as she gasped and choked. Ranvir pissed long and deliberately, drenching her completely, warm urine running in rivulets between her breasts and down her belly, pooling on the floor beneath her.

"Drink it bitch! Swallow it like the dirty piss slut you are," Ranvir commanded, grinding her dripping pussy against Susanna's lips to make her lick the last drops.

Susanna broke, shuddering, humiliated, yet helplessly aroused, her body shaking from sheer degradation. She licked obediently, tongue sliding through the warm slippery outer folds, her tears mixing with the piss on her face.

Ranvir finally released the leash and removed the clamps, the sudden blood rush to Susanna's tortured nipples making her cry out again. She left her there on the floor, hands tied behind her back, soaked in piss, and utterly used.

"Next time you want to play with my girls," Ranvir said softly, stroking Susanna's wet hair almost tenderly, "you ask permission first. Understood?"

Susanna nodded weakly, voice hoarse, body still twitching. "Yes... Ranvir."

Kate smiled from the side, her cunt already throbbing thinking about the next round, while she licked her lovers piss of the back of her hand.

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