Kidnapped Sakura
Sakura let out a loud moan of pain as her captor squeezed down on her breast with excessive force, hard enough to cause some internal damage. Then, as the internal damage began to heal, bringing her prisoner yet more pleasure and pain, the woman began to slowly drift her hands downwards, brushing against Sakura's stomach. The captive girl writhed uncomfortably, unwanted feelings of pleasure assailing her breast and the still-healing welts on her pussy and stomach, combined with an unpleasant burning pain. Yet, her biggest fear was what was to come, the blindfold making it impossible for her to know what torments her sadistic captive was planning next.
Soon, the cruel woman's hand reached Sakura's panties, and she began to remove them, taunting her prisoner with more threats of mutilation and agonising torture as she did. With her soaking-wet pussy exposed to her captor's whims, Sakura waited anxiously, feeling humiliated and frightened of what would come next. Soon, she found out, the woman inserting a finger inside the captive and beginning to thrust it in and out. At first, Sakura didn't mind all that much, the sensation of pleasure she was feeling far preferable to whatever horrible tortures she might have in mind. Soon, however, her captor's sadistic nature exerted itself, and Sakura's moans of pleasure began to turn into moans of pain as her pussy was stretched further and further.
Two fingers still felt pleasant to the highly-aroused girl, her moans of pleasure only becoming louder despite the humiliation she felt. Even three was still enjoyable to a large extent. But, as the woman began to push her entire fist and, eventually, arm inside, the moans turned into pure agony, the stretching unbearable. She screamed in pain over and over as the arm thrust in and out without mercy. Her captor, though, had no intentions of showing her any form of kindness, instead choosing the moment to mock and humiliate her even further.
Ripping apart your vulva would also be a wonderful diversion as well, but ah, that would mean not chopping up your legs... tell me little girl, of the two, which would you prefer if given a choice about it?" she said, sadistically.
Sakura frowned, her face screwed up in pure agony, fear beginning to overcome her. Yet, despite her fear, she had no intention of giving an answer. That would only encourage the woman to go through with it, something she did not believe she intended to do.
"Neither", she said through gritted teeth. "I d..don't know if m..my hea..ling would even work."
Meanwhile, the agonising pain began to abate a little as Sakura got used to the presence of the woman's arm. In its place, however, came humiliating pleasure, the girl's moans of pain simply being gradually turned into moans of pleasure. Despite her utter distaste for the situation, Sakura was now extremely turned on. Her clit and nipples were hard and extremely sensitive, and she could do nothing to hide her sexual excitement.
