Celia moaned softly as the monster thing slid back and forth. Mistress' continued silence bothered her, and she plucked up courage to say something, but then the shaft caught on the chain joining the clamps and tugged on them and she squeaked, "Eee!" It was good, it was so good....<em>Put it in me Mistress. I want it in me.... It'll tear me to bits it's huge, oh god, oh crap, this is going to hurt it's going to be wonderful... Put it in me...</em>"Put it in me, Mistress, please?" She blurted out at last.<br/><br/>But the almost incessant teasing continued. Mistress breathing got harder and faster, but that was all. there was no break to the rhythm. And then, suddenly a pause, and... "AAAAHHH!" It hurt as much as she had hoped/feared it would. "AHHHHH! OH GOD THAT FUCKING HURTS GIVE ME MORE PLEASE!" She screamed the contradiction at the top of her lungs, trying to spread her legs wider and unable to because of the bar that joined her ankles.