Puttana Di Imola - Whore Of Imola

Ohw, today a whore from Imola

Giacomo LaBomba takes me through the weekly list of chicks we cast.

His response is about today's girl, Elena Borgia. Imola, Giacomo? She's from Bologna, you know I respond. That's what you thought, all Borgias are from Imola Giacomo growls pissed. When I look at him questioningly: here in Milan we had Sforza. In Florence Medici, Imola had the Borgias. Borgia's came to war in Milan for centuries and burn it to the ground. That family is still no good. So that girl Borgia is a whore, just like her family of whores from Imola. I don't want her, you can do her. In the photo she submitted with her details, she looks sexy to me. So I nod in agreement. Giacomo continues: I'm filming you myself today. I want kink, get the darkroom, cross her! Ohw, the heavy treatment, he's really pissed off. Well, he's the boss, we do. I also like rough.

Recently my videos are also going on the net.

I've tacked, it pays super well. I get paid per click, walk in. I warned my family. They're not happy about it, but they'll get used to it. Their son as a porn star. Tanne Dali is my nickname. Tanne is my middle name, my mom loves Dali. Around noon, the girl to be cast arrives. I almost fall off my chair. She's the prettiest chick I've seen here so far. Totally my thing. Small, slender, sweet face, almond eyes, red lips, dark brown tousled curly head. She looks nervous. I take her aside, to talk, to reassure her. I ask if she has porn experience. Sex, not porn. Then why she does this. The kick, the money, she studies, she needs it. Apparently the Borgias aren't rich anymore.

Elena, it's here take it or leave it.

She nods. I tell her that I will undress her later. And that we do a darkroom session, that my boss wants it. Is that scary? she asks. I nod yes and expressly say as rudely as possible: a lot is happening to you, you have to like everything. Tie up, hang, crucify, whip, fuck hard. Pussy, ass, mouth. You stay contracted all afternoon. For dark exposure you get fifty percent extra. If you stay until tomorrow morning it's 100 percent extra including dark. Immediately on your account. Decide, you can still leave now. I can see that she is shocked. Perhaps it is better that you go, if I see you like this. You are not used to much. But if you stay you have to sign here.

Elena hesitates, I let her, she has to want it. Then she will draw, until tomorrow morning, too! Apparently she really needs money. Great, I'm looking forward to it, nice sexy thing. She will know.

We start in limbo.

To get her used to it, there is limbo. A fabrication of Giacomo, something Catholic. He sees the darkroom as hell and that includes a porch. In limbo it is all still light and nicely decorated. We go inside and I pull Elena against me. We are going to make a nice video together I whisper in her ear. It seems as if she is looking for strength, she presses against me. I feel she has firm tits, her bra is missing. We texted that, no bra, so as not to have stretch marks. Well, here we go. I step away from her, unzip the back of her dress. Then grab it by the hem, pull it over her head in one motion. She is beautiful. Tight body, sporty, petite erect tits. Her brown nipples are hard on. Enjoy this. When I take off her boxertje, a nice freshly shaved pussy appears. We also chatted about it. Full pussy lips. Sexy long legs underneath. I caress and knead her everywhere. What a horny body.

Then: lie on the couch.

The girl looks at me with wide eyes. Command too direct? She got used to it. When she is lying on the couch, Giacomo turns a full circle around her. Although he finds her a whore, he is horny from her. I see the tent in his pants. Regret? I ask him. No he growls, she's more your type. Alora Tanne, let's get started. Grab that girl, sew her up, hang her up, do something, make sure we start making good money from her,' he says with a tight grin. I raise my thumb and walk over to Elena. She lies with her hands in front of her tits looking at us. A little scared, it seems to me, mm, it only gets better.

I also undress right in front of her.

I make sure that my body is fully visible to her. I am not broad or overly muscular. Still, my body is fine. My cock is most notable, thick, eight inches long. Just in the conversation I was nice to her. She needed to be put at ease. But that's over, she signed and has to get to work. From now on I only command, she must know her place. I grab her by the curly head, give her a little tug so she knows to get up. Suck! I say, softly, but forcefully. The girl looks at me with wide eyes. My cock is already half erect and I point. Suck!

Gently Elena closes her lips around my head

It feels like entering paradise. Her mouth is warm and moist. She gently circles her tongue around the edge. Her hand massages the root of my pole at the same time. It will be straight up in no time. Deeper! At the same time I push Elena on the back of her head, pushing her to push my cock further into her mouth. I don't even get halfway through, then she starts to cook. I don't like that, so she's not used to much yet. She should get more training later.

I'm going to get her on my pole properly before we go dark.

I push her off me and gesture for her to lie down. I pull her legs apart, kneel between them. With my hands under her buttocks I pull her up until her slit is in front of my cock. I spit a blob of saliva on it from above. Rub it out with my cockhead, then insert me all the way inside her in one go. The Borgia girl is shocked, owow she responds. Good, growls Giacomo who is filming behind me. Sew her!

Her ouch turns me on, in response I slap her hard on both tits

Well, tits. They're petite and firm, they bounce right back. Then I beat them again and again, until they both turn red. No ouch or guess what. You don't say anything until I say so I growl in the meantime and then start fucking her. I decided to spray her full once, then keep it longer. I fuck and pound and pump and rattle her. The tone must be set right from the start, so she knows where she stands. So nowhere, she is nothing anymore. She is our property this afternoon and evening. That's what she signed up for, a schiava, a slave girl. She must obey or be beaten.

I fuck hard so that my cum comes quickly.

The moment I feel it bubbling up in my balls I withdraw from her pussy. I yank Elena's hair up and force her to take my cock in her mouth. There I continue to fuck and soon I spray her full. It's so much that she can't swallow it that fast. I wipe up what drips down her chin, rub it over her tits, which then shine beautifully. Immediately afterwards I hit it hard a few times, red glowing tits are the best on camera.

I grab a set of wide belts that are ready.

They are lined with fur on the inside. They should not cause any damage. I give her two. Buckle it around your ankles I tell her. The girl has already largely lost her will, obeys nicely. Pretty soon the straps are on her ankles, I only have to slap her tits a few times. When she's done I put straps around her neck and her wrists. I clasp her wrists together in front of her belly. I attach a long chain to her neck strap. I show her a mouth ball with straps: it goes in if you say something unsolicited. Got it? She nods. Then I put an eye mask on her so she can't see anything.

I pull her to the darkroom by the chain.

There I push her back on a box. I loosen her arms and reattach them to the box above her head. I spread her legs, push them far up and apart. I strap a wide spreader bar to her anklets. Then I push her legs far back with the bar until I can buckle the bar to her neckband. I grab a butplug, not too big. With some spit I wet her asshole and then slowly push the plug inside. Elena takes it with small moans. I immediately put her in the mouth ball. I also slap her tits: keep quiet, or I'll push a bigger one in you? Elena doesn't say anything anymore. When the plug is past the thickening, it suddenly shoots completely inside her. My pole has become a little less stiff. When I slide it into her, it immediately revives, especially now that the plug makes her feel even tighter in her pussy. I feel him on the underside of my cock, horny. I fuck her for quite a while, pumping relaxed, my cock is rock hard again. In the meantime I enjoy the image that the girl offers, so completely defenseless. Her hands tied above her head to the trestle, her eyes covered, her legs chained to her neck by the spreader bar. Giacomo also likes it, standing on top of it with his camera.

Then it is time for the cross

The cross is something typically Italian. Their favorite torture, they have loved it for centuries. I took over, nothing better than crucifying someone. You can do that in many ways. I now first opt ​​for a vertical crucifixion. The horizontal will follow later. I loosen Elena's wrists again, remove the spreader bar from between her ankles. I help her get up and put her back against the wall. I fasten the bands around her wrists to chains that hang down from the corners of the ceiling. I pull her legs apart as far as possible, buckle them to rings in the wall. I then tighten the chains on her wrists until they are stretched taut upwards. This is how I stretch her body, like a cross. Elena groans in pain. I let her go for a bit and then strain some more. In the end, she barely stands on the tips of her toes, trying to find support.

I push a vibrating egg into her pussy.

I put clamps with chains on her nipples. I connect them to the ring at the end of the egg and tighten them. When Elena groans in pain behind her ball, I pull hard on the chains: quiet! She immediately obeys. I turn the egg on with the remote control, first on the softest setting. It's like a shock goes through her pussy. After a minute or so it triggers an orgasm. Meanwhile, I touch her everywhere. Caress her narrow, taut body with my hands. Sometimes suddenly give a hard slap, on her tits, in her side, her cheeks. When I see that she gets used to the egg after a while I put it in a higher setting. It vibrates all over her pussy, I can feel it when I put my hand on her stomach. It drives her crazy, Elena is squirming on her chains. Sweat breaks out all over her, soon her body shines with her own moisture. She groans behind her ball. I viciously pull the chain on her nipples: be quiet!

Suddenly I yank the egg out of her cunt.

She couldn't see it coming, she was shocked. Standing in front of her I ram my cock in instead of the egg. She goes completely crazy, her orgasm explodes. I only have to move inside her every now and then to let her loose completely. As suddenly as I pounded into her, I pulled back. It's like Elena is chasing me with her pussy. She tenses towards me, she can't seem to miss the feeling of being filled.

Hang her, now! growls Giacomo.

I untie her anklets from the rings on the wall. I connect chains from the other corners of the ceiling to it. Pulling on it, I yank her off her feet, causing her to hang by her arms and legs. I pull the chains so tight with winches that Elena hangs horizontally crucified. Her legs spread wide. I grab a whip with long leather flaps. She still doesn't see anything and when I give her a first blow on her tits she screams behind her ball. Shut your mouth I snarl, understand it! And at the same time that I say that, a second blow goes over her breasts. And a third. And I spank her all over her body. I hit her hard but not too hard. They don't become welts, her skin just turns a deep pink. The camera loves it.

Hanging crucified is not pleasant, but it is purifying.

It makes it nice to be released again. But not yet. I'll leave the Borgia girl crucified between the chains for now. Her head now leans back wearily. She hardly moves anymore. Every now and then I whip her to reactivate her. That immediately helps, she then wriggles violently on the chains. If she gets too quiet I put the vibrating egg back in. I put it on the highest setting and Elena starts thrashing wildly. She is beautiful to see like this, pulled out tight, mobile, to see her small body in every corner. Giacomo is constantly filming around her, like a tiger around its prey. It's time for a break. I let the girl hang, the vibrating egg at full speed. I put a height-adjustable stool with a cushion under her head to give her support.

After half an hour she is drenched in sweat.

It drips on the floor and she also leaks from her pussy. I snuck in, she didn't hear me. Suddenly I squeeze her nipples, Elena jumps up in fright, her belly tenses, wiggles in the chains. Behind the ball she screams loudly. I remove the eye mask and take the ball out of her mouth. Her eyes are unnaturally large. I know that, a persistent orgasm. No greater torture than that. It's been nice, I pull the egg out of her pussy. I lower her feet first. If she can stand on it again with my help, I will release her arms. I put the chain on her collar and pull her to the bed in the other corner. I give her something to drink and then she has to lie down. I tie her hands above her head.

I spread her legs, kneel between them.

Up to the root of my shaft I slide into her in one go. It's my time now, I'll fuck her quietly, I've got all the time. I have this girl at my disposal all night long. Giacomo lets me continue, the camera is on a tripod. I stretch out on top of her, wanting to feel this unearthly sexy body against me. She is wonderfully slippery with sweat. Her eyes are still wide, maybe she's coming again. It is wonderful to lie on her tight body. It completely disappears under mine. I push my face into her curly hair, which is already sweaty. She smells sultry, sexy. Calmly I pump in and out, in and out.

I have a nice job here

Thanks for the comments on my first story, and for the high marks!

It stimulates me by writing.

Tanne-Dali