Hell’s Brothel part 3

Anna found herself alone in one of our most well equipped rooms as she waited for her customer to arrive. She was stretched out by a rope which was tied to her thumbs, pulling her to her toes. Her legs were being kept open by a two chains which were connected to a pair of wooden pillars either side of her. Makeup had been expertly applied to make her icey eyes stand out and the red lipstick made her mouth look welcoming. Her silky brown hair was styled out of her face so every nothing was hidden and scented oils had been rubbed over her curvy body to make her as appealing a victim as possible. I watched from a monitor in my office as cameras recorded the fear on her face as she examined the various “toys” that were supplied for the customer to use on her. She stared long and hard at the wall of whips and canes that was directly in her view. Anna was able to recognise several of them as the same type of cruel instruments of pain that I had used on my personal whore Natasha just moments ago in front of her. The slut was in my office with me, struggling to relief her bladder whilst I watched in delight at her suffering. She was still had just stopped shaking in agony from her torture session but the cane strokes she had taken on her cunt made fucking and pissing extremely painful for her. Having to lift her leg up whilst on her hands and knees also made it difficult as did having to aim at a silver dog bowl with her name written on it in marker. I always made her lap up her piss afterwards so I could see the humiliation etched onto her face. She put her leg back down to gather her strength before lifting it again for another attempt as she was desperate to go. I called her over and told her to hold it while I enjoyed another turn using her mouth.
I turned my attention back to Anna and saw her panic as the door in her room slowly opened and her master for the night entered. He was a long time customer who often came to my deserted island brothel for some entertainment. One of the more…um…creative ones. I regarded him as among the most sadistic of the sadist that I rented out my girls to.