DUNGEON MASTER 
By Powerone

Copyright 2008-2022


The gymnastics coach and her five lovely team members accept a month-long trip to the tiny island of St. Helena to work with the small country's team. They soon offend the Governor of the Island, finding themselves 'killed' in a bus accident, in reality sent to the prison beneath the stadium where General Chernobog's cruelty is only exceeded by the size of his foot-long, thick, black cock.

The girls are used for the amusement of the Governor, his friends and the General. No girl is spared from any perversion, torture or humiliation. Their young, tight, nubile bodies tortured in unimaginable ways until they willingly submit to the most perverse acts, the white Governor enjoying their screams of pain, the black General enjoying forcing them to take his immense organ in their tight, little holes. All of their holes. From the female sadist that takes the girls from pain to pleasure with electricity, to the men marring their virgin bodies with whips, knives, giant balloons, and monstrous dildoes, the pain making the girls into submissive sluts willing to do anything to spare them from any more pain. Yet nothing will stop the men from inflicting the most heinous acts on the girls, not even their submission.

With an added bonus in the book of three original pictures drawn by the famous artist Tulia, see the agony of the girls as Powerone envisioned it, as only Tulia could capture in all its brutality. This novel is destined to become a cult classic of Hard BDSM.


Chatper 1

The Trip of a Lifetime

Simone Luskina was head of the State University gymnastic squad. During her four-year tenure, she had taken the school from relative obscurity to a force to be reckoned with. Her credentials were impeccable, having won a silver medal in the 1996 Summer Olympics held in Atlanta, Georgia. Her career lasted a few more years before her age caught up with her, taking on various teaching roles until she landed the job here. She flourished in the large state-run school, able to recruit up-and-coming stars in spite of the program being almost non-existent when she arrived. Last year was her squads best year in competition and she hoped for even better results next year.

The letter had come out of the blue, arriving one day on Simones desk, the strange stamp in the corner catching her eye, St. Helena. She had never even heard of it, never mind knowing someone from there. Her name and address were neatly typed on the front, but the return address was pressed in gold leaf, The Governor of St. Helena. Her fingers opened it carefully as if it contained a fragile document. She opened the neatly folded paper; the letterhead was also in gold leaf.

She read it carefully before putting it down, getting onto her computer and typing in St. Helena. Wikipedia found it without trouble, but it took Simone another half an hour to locate it on a map. It was 2,000 miles from the nearest land mass, located in the South Atlantic Ocean. It was a small island, only 162 square miles, isolated from the world by vast miles of ocean. It didnt even have an airport, delays postponing it until at least 2011.

The letter puzzled her. Why would a small county from nowhere want to invite me and five members of my team for a one-month visit to the island? It mentioned training and competition with their team, the need for International cooperation, but the only compelling reason that Simone saw was that it was an all-expense paid trip for 30 days for her girls and her. The weather was nice during the summer, high 70s, low 80s. It would be much nicer than the hot, humid summer here. And they said they had first-class facilities and hotel for Simone and her team.

She investigated it for days, calling her colleagues, even the State Department. It was a legitimate country, and as far as she could figure out, it was a legitimate offer. She dialed the number given in the letter and was immediately transferred to the Governor within seconds by the secretary. The Governor was a charmer, knowing so much about Simone that it was almost scary. The conversation lasted almost an hour, Simone convinced as to the sincerity of his offer by time she got off the phone.


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It took a lot of preparation, but they were finally there, the long, grueling plane ride, landing on the smooth ocean with the sea plane, a short taxi along the water until a small boat came out to meet them. The six of them boarded the boat along with their luggage, the ocean blowing back into their faces as the boat sped to the small dock surrounded by 100-foot cliffs that rose up from the beach. It was a short distance to the town but along bumpy, dirt roads, never passing another vehicle on the way.

Simone put her clothes in the closet, surprised that the hotel was as nice as promised. It wasnt a four-star hotel but was surprisingly lavish for the small town it was in. Each girl had their own room. She had to pick five girls, more wanting the opportunity to get away from their parents for a month in a strange and exotic land.

Shannon was the first one Simone picked. She was the senior member of the squad. She was tall for a gymnast, but she made it up in experience. A long, slender, lean body she could twist and turn in unimaginable ways. Her blonde hair was cut close to her head, small breasts and hips, but the longest legs you have every seen. She was pretty, not beautiful. Simone had never seen her with a boy, but that didnt mean too much with the sport monopolizing the girls time. None of the other girls had ever complained that Shannon had come on to them.

Kerry was the last member to be picked, the baby of the group. She had just joined last year, but her petite body and young age made her an exceptional athlete. The young are known to take more risks, do more difficult routines. Compared to Shannon, Kerry looked like a midget. Simone had to almost be a mother to her, this being the first time she was away from home. She was barely five feet but powerful thighs and legs that propelled her with a power that few could match. Unlike most gymnasts, Kerry had larger breasts than most of the girls.

Brianna had been with Simone for two years, a shy girl from the Kansas farmlands, she was just starting to bust out of her shell, the notoriety of the squad putting her in the unfamiliar limelight. She rarely looked anyone in the eye. Her short brown hair framed a pretty face and if you could get her to smile, you would notice her large lips. Simone was sure that someday boys would notice her and they would be drawn to those succulent lips, dreaming of her on her knees with her lips wrapped around their cocks.

Madeline was the beauty. But with such beauty came the attitude. Simone was reminded that they were so much alike, both of them outspoken, sometimes too outspoken. And she was a gifted athlete, working just as hard as the others. She had an hourglass figure, slim waist and full hips, but all eyes were drawn to her ass, the leotards she wore clung to her ass, molded over her tight, firm buttocks. Hers was tighter than most, always able to see the clean, crisp crack between her lovely ass cheeks as she displayed her athletic talents. She had big green eyes that had a mystery in them when she stared at you. And she loved to tease the boys, flaunting her sexuality without really trying. But as far as Simone knew, few if any boys had ever gotten to her treasures.

Brooklyn was the last member, as her name implied, she was from Brooklyn. She was as streetwise as they came. Her Brooklyn accent never failed to confuse you when she spoke fast, as if she were rushing to get somewhere else. A lovely body, small, pert tits that she strutted around in her leotards, firm thighs and powerful legs. Like Shannon, her body would bend in ways that you wouldnt think would be possible, yet she moved with the grace of a gazelle.

Simone felt old compared to the girls, the youngest eighteen, the senior member barely twenty-one. At twenty-eight, Simone was almost ancient, though she did keep her figure, training with equal vigor as the girls although she was no longer as limber as they were. Simone had never married, though she was close once, engaged to another athlete, broken off at the last moment when she caught him with another girl. She had immersed herself into her squad, though she casually dated some of the University professors. But it was more social than sexual. Her vibrator had become her best lover, knowing exactly where to touch to give her the orgasm that she sought so often. And it was less trouble than a man, never demanding attention when she wasnt in the mood.


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It was their first training session, meeting the other girls from the St. Helena team. They were good, but nowhere near the caliber of Simones girls. No wonder they wanted help. The facility was better than theirs, the Governor spending lavishly on building the facility. It wasnt the contemporary facility they had, more like a castle, fitting with the old-world charm of the town. It must house more than the gymnasium, the building was at least twice as big and there was one more floor below the gymnasium.

She saw him sitting in the audience; sure it was the Governor, surrounded by soldiers and Generals in the private booth overlooking the vast floor. They had been there since the girls came out, Brianna complaining within five minutes that they were staring at her. It was almost expected, the girls lean bodies covered in thin spandex that showed every crack and crevice in their bodies. And the warm-up exercises had them putting their limber bodies in every conceivable position; some of them could be construed as obscene. Simone hoped that it was just because it was the first day that the men were watching them.

Ravana was the Governor of St. Helena. Though it was technically a British overseas territory, he had not heard or seen from the British government in over a year. With less than 3,000 people, many former black slaves that stayed on the island after their emancipation, it was off the radar for most. And with the main mode of transportation to the island being boat, not many government officials chose to visit the island. The long voyage too imposing to oversee the governing of a tiny island in the middle of nowhere.

Even at forty-five, Ravana was as fit as his youngest officers and every bit as handsome. He watched the young girls as they walked out onto the floor for the first time, his cock instantly rising up to a full erection. Such young, nubile flesh the Americans, neatly packaged in tight spandex that clung to every curve and crevice in the bodies. Even the trainer, Simone, was a delectable creature, her body just as firm but full hips made for fucking. He reached down to the front of his pants, pushing his cock to the side until it sprung free and straightened, jutting out the front of his pants obscenely. He hoped Simone wouldnt pick this time to introduce herself, afraid he wouldnt be able to stand up without giving away his excitement. He ogled each girl, seeing qualities in each of them, his imagination running rampant in his head as they began to exercise. Simone put them through their paces, their tight, limber legs spreading out until Ravana imagined he could see the lips of their pussies spreading wide, the front of their leotards stretched tightly over their bald mounds. And those lovely tits, small but firm, some of them unable to hide their perky nipples that pushed out the front of the leotards in spite of the men watching them. As they did push-ups, Ravanas cock grew larger, seeing the tight asses rising up, imagining that he was under one of them, the young girl lowering her pussy onto his cock, his hand holding it straight and rigid as she rode it for the first time, her moans louder as she impaled herself on his thick cock. And he wanted to rub his cock so bad when he saw the girl Madeline. He could see the crack of her ass through the tight leotards, his cock wanting to sink between her firm buttocks and find the tight hole that was nestled between them. He would love to teach her to serve her Master with all of her available holes.

General Chernobog watched the girls with a different lust. Only two generations removed from slavery, he had risen to power on his cruelty, even to his own people. Governor Ravana had promoted him to General when he took over the office three years ago, being the first black to become General in the history of the country. He ruled with an iron fist, those that opposed him were never seen again. Below the new gymnasium was a different world than above. There, General Chernobogs Secret Police were housed, along with the political prisoners that opposed the General or the Governor. And where the influential members of the government and their friends were allowed to see the perversities and torture of their enemies in private showings. Most of the prisoners were women, the men killed and thrown into the ocean to disappear forever, becoming shark food within minutes of hitting the water. The women were not so lucky; General Chernobog and his experienced staff would make them suffer long and hard, their usefulness limited to their entertainment value. And they were sexually available to the many that wanted them, in any manner. The prisoners often wished they were as lucky as the men and put out of their misery.

General Chernobog was disappointed that Ravana wouldnt let him have the Americans. His cock swelled at the thought of their limber bodies in his dungeon, stripped naked, their limbs spread in grotesque positions, every one of their orifices open and available to his instruments of torture. He only hoped they would do something stupid and offend the Governor. Then he could indulge his fantasies with their young bodies. He stood over six feet, five inches tall, his large body unmatched by the size of his cock. While not as fit as he was thirty years ago, the slight paunch of his stomach couldnt hide the large cock that dangled along his thigh, even when soft. It hung at eight inches when soft, and when a particular girl excited him with her screams, it would grow to over a foot. It was as hard as steel and as thick as a babys arm. A girl always remembered his cock, some more than others when he decided to use a hole not destined for such a member. He loved to make a girl dance on his cock, snaking it in her ass as he threaded it in so deep. And then he would make her take the full measure of his cock, more than a foot of cock sawing in and out of her bleeding, once-virgin asshole, her screams making him harder.

Simone watched as they finally left, but it wasnt until her girls had already gone back to the showers. She hoped it would be only today, but she had her doubts. She went to the locker room, staying in her office until the girls were done, finally taking a shower once the locker room was empty.

The Private stroked his cock, his pants unbuttoned, belt open, his shorts and pants pulled down to his knees as he peered through the small hole that was drilled into the wall. There were ten of them spread along the one wall of the shower room. He was the lucky one that picked the right straw, it was his job to watch the girls while they were in the locker room. And especially in the showers. Not even the General knew of the holes in the wall, the enlisted men doing it on their own accord, wanting some of what the Officers get when girls are brought to the basement interrogation room. He knew better, knowing they didnt want any information; they just wanted to rape and torture them for the enjoyment of those lucky enough to get to watch. He had never seen a white girl naked before; now he was lucky enough to see five of them at once. Young, ripe bodies, as he slowly stroked his cock as the girls stood in front of their lockers, his eyes glued to one of the holes so he could see them take off their leotards.

He stared at one girl, the most attractive one. Madeline he assumed from the list he was given. He could tell by the way she acted, strutting around like the world owed her. He would love to give her what the world owes her, his thick cock up that lovely, pert ass. He stared as she brushed the hair from her forehead, her hand almost moving in slow motion as it pushed the top of her leotards off her shoulders; he stroked faster as her naked tits came into view, the tight fabric brushing across a thick nipple that hardened from the touch. Her tits bounced into view, the Private straining not to cum, wanting to see more before he came. Her hips shook sensuously from side to side as she tugged the elastic garment over her full hips. He had never seen such a white ass before, but her cheeks were tight and firm, seeing her clench them as she struggled to get the leotards down her legs. He caught a glimpse of her pussy from behind as she bent down, wishing he could see between her tightly clenched cheeks. She picked up the leotard and put it in her locker, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body but not before the Private caught a quick glimpse of a bald pussy, her mound clearly displayed before the towel covered her up. Her tits held the towel around her, but the end of it barely covered the top of her thighs. He followed her from hole to hole until she went into the shower, the towel sitting in a neat pile on the bench. His eyes scanned her body, from her full breasts and hard nipples to her waist and her full hips, stopping as she turned toward him and began to soap her body. Her hand slid down to her pussy, soaping the bald mound, her lips pushing open and closed as she soaped up her white flesh. She turned around and soaped her ass, the Private cumming as her soapy fingers slide between her cheeks, revealing a pink, tiny anus. There was the sound of a thwack, his milky, white cum splattering against the wall as he pumped his cock, struggling to contain his emotions, not wanting them to hear him. When he was finished, the wall was covered with his glistening cum, slowly dripping down the wall to stain the floor beneath it. He came once more before all the girls were finished showering. He was ready to leave when he heard a sound in the shower, turning to see the Coach standing naked beneath the shower. He managed to get hard again, cumming a third and final time when she spread her legs wide and washed her pussy so intimately. He walked out of the room without cleaning up the cum on the wall.


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Brianna was in the Jacuzzi by herself, the warm water swirling around her tired body. Even though this was just practice, Coach made them work harder than usual, and her muscles felt it. She had put her bikini on and snuck off, hoping to have the Jacuzzi to herself. She lay back, closing her eyes as the hot, rushing water soothed away all her aches and pains.

Shannon saw her leave her room, seeing her in the tiny bikini, her tight body making Shannon wet with desire. They had been here for almost a week now, and Shannon needed some relief besides her nightly solo masturbation. Brianna was going to give her what she wanted whether she wanted to or not, Shannon picking on her because of her shyness. And Shannon was sure that Brianna was probably submissive, she just didnt know it yet. Shannon would teach Brianna all she needed to know. Shannon waited twenty minutes before opening the door and quietly entering the room where the Jacuzzi was. Brianna had her eyes closed with the water jetting in the tub; she didnt hear Shannon enter, locking the door behind her. She was in the Jacuzzi before Brianna opened her eyes, a startled look on her face.

She thought she was dreaming for a second then realized that it wasnt a dream. Someone had gotten into the tub. Her eyes opened wide, staring at Shannon sitting down close to her. Brianna was always a little scared of Shannon and the way she looked at the other girls and her. Especially her. She started to get up, but Shannons voice stopped her.

Dont leave! It wasnt a question, more of an order. But it worked; Brianna sat back down. Shannon could see the fear in Briannas eyes. Shannon would take advantage of that. She didnt waste any time, moving so close to Brianna that their naked hips touched, Brianna jumping from the intimate touch. Whats the matter, you dont like me? She watched as Briannas head went down, refusing to look into her eyes.

Their bodies were touching; even in the water it was too close for Brianna. She hung her head down, not saying anything. She felt Shannons hand on her hair, pushing her hair to the side, Shannons other hand lifting Briannas chin up until she was forced to stare into Shannons eyes. All Brianna saw was lust.

Youre not scared of me, are you? Instead of waiting for an answer, Shannon kissed her, holding her head tightly as their lips met. She struggled but didnt move her hands to stop her. Shannon felt Briannas soft lips, Shannons tongue finally forcing its way into Briannas mouth, running around her gums and teeth unopposed. Shannon pulled away for a moment.

Please dont, Brianna could only beg. She never had a girl kiss her before, and it felt strange. She had just barely been kissed by a boy before. She tried to get up, but Shannon pushed her back into the water. Then Shannons hand moved up Briannas stomach and cupped one of her breasts, fondling it causally as if Shannon were a boy. Brianna struggled, but Shannon was far superior in strength, Brianna cringing when she felt her bikini top being pushed to the side, a warm hand sliding over her bare breast, Brianna struggling to quench the feelings she had as her nipple sprung to life beneath the strange touch. NO! It didnt do any good. Shannon pulled Briannas bikini top off, leaving her breasts naked but didnt touch them. Instead she did something worse. Brianna found her wrists being tied together, not struggling as her top was used to secure them tight. Shannon yanked Briannas arms up over her head until she felt the end of the top slipped over something; Brianna was unable to bring her hands back down again.

Brianna looked so nice, her arms pulled over her head, her naked breasts pushed out by her arched back. But what Shannon saw were hard nipples pointed out, begging for attention. She wasted no time, Shannons mouth quickly engulfing one nipple, stimulating it with her tongue and teeth, biting close to the areola while her tongue aroused the tip to greater hardness. Brianna struggled, but it only made her tits dance erotically, Shannons hand finding the other bare breast, her palm engulfing it as she squeezed it tight.

No, please, no, Brianna begged, its not right. Brianna was torn between a girl sucking on her nipple and the feelings she was getting. Her nipples tingled, the pleasure shooting through her breasts and reappearing between her legs. She was at least glad she was in the water, sure that her pussy was getting wet with arousal. Shannons hands and mouth were exciting Brianna, and it shouldnt be like that. It should be a boy doing this to her, not a girl. She struggled against her bound hands, unable to pry them loose. Am I destined to be Shannons plaything? She wasnt sure how far this would go and that scared her. Would Shannon want something from me in return?

Briannas breasts werent that large, but they were sensitive. Shannon made the tips into sharp points, moving her head from one tit to the other, her hand playing with the one her mouth was not attacking. Brianna struggled but not very hard any longer. It was time to move farther. Shannon released her tits, untying her arms just long enough to pull Brianna until she was sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi, retying her again. Spread your legs, punctuating her command with a sharp slap on one of Briannas thighs. But she obeyed, submissively spreading her legs until Shannon stood between them.

Brianna didnt know why she did it, refusing to believe that she was enjoying it, but her legs spread as though she was not aware of them. Shannon stood between them, her hips holding them apart, her hands on the top of Briannas legs. She shivered in fear when the hands moved to the front of her bikini; the fingers touching her mound, exploring her flesh so intimately. She gasped, not sure if it was surprise or pleasure when she felt Shannon pulling her bikini bottoms down her legs, moving to the side so she could pull them off. Brianna didnt protest when Shannon moved between her legs, spreading them willingly, a hushed cry as the fingers returned, this time finding her bald mound. Shannon was a girl, knowing just what girls wanted, her fingers plucking at Briannas pussy lips, pulling them back to explore her inner lips with tenderness. Briannas pussy began to get wet, suddenly finding her pussy speared by a finger moving in and out the wet passage with ease, Shannons mouth returning to stimulate Briannas nipple again. Brianna was ashamed, ashamed that she would cum. While technically a virgin, she had lost her hymen a long time ago.

One finger became two, sliding easily in her slick passage, massaging the tight passage, another finger slipping up to the top of her slit to rub over her clit. Briannas head was thrown back, her breathing heavy and ragged. When she was ready to cum, Shannon thrust four fingers deep into Briannas pussy, Shannons thumb pushing Briannas clit hard into her pubic bone, stroking it back and forth while her body shook in pleasure.

AAAGHH, Brianna unable to contain the lust in her loins. Shannon knew just the right place to touch, when to stop, when to start, when to do it harder. She played Brianna like a fine instrument until she came unexpectedly, unable to contain her own lust, forced to climax by another girl. It mattered little as four thick fingers shoved in and out of her pussy, her muscles rippling up and down them as she came. She finally slumped down, the fingers still moving slowly inside her. She felt the shame descend on her, her lust satisfied, now the reality of the situation hitting her. She wanted to get up and run out of the room, but she was still bound and naked.

Shannon stood up, her fingers wet with Briannas juices. Shannon took off her bikini, standing naked in front of Brianna. Shannon stood on the edge of the deck, her pussy in line with Briannas face. Shannon took hold of Briannas head, pushing her head up until she was looking at Shannon. I made you cum; your turn now. You know what girls like. Use your tongue on me. She jerked on Briannas hair until Shannon saw the pained look on Briannas face. Shannon saw the surrender in Briannas eyes. She pushed her head down until she felt it, Briannas mouth pressed against her mound.

Brianna had no choice, her head pressed against Shannons pussy, smelling the scent of her arousal. Shannon rubbed Briannas face back and forth over her pussy until Brianna felt the wetness on her cheeks and lips, the taste of arousal entering her mouth. She had sucked her own fingers after masturbating, knowing exactly what it tasted like. Even with her arousal dampened, her tied hands were doing something to her, unable to stop Shannon from doing what she wanted with Brianna. And it was her tongue that Shannon wanted and Brianna obliged. She licked Shannons slit tentatively, running over her bald mound, the tip of Briannas tongue finding its way between Shannons parted pussy lips. Hands held Brianna pinned, her tongue moving faster, lapping eagerly at Shannons pussy in order to please her. And by the sound of her heavy breathing, it was working. Brianna even went as far as biting one of Shannons pussy lips, pulling it out as Briannas teeth ground on the trapped flesh.

For a girl-sex virgin, Brianna was a natural, licking and sucking Shannons pussy with experience that she didnt think Brianna had. But it was when her tongue attacked Shannons clit that drove her over the edge. Brianna bit at the base of her clit, Shannon gasping loudly in pain, but Briannas tongue lashed out at Shannons trapped clit, now swollen with blood, hard and aroused. She released Briannas head as Shannon came, spraying Brianna as she climaxed uncontrollably. But Brianna didnt move away, continuing to lick and suck Shannons clit until the last tremor of her orgasm raced through her body.

Brianna was almost proud of herself, making Shannon cum with her own tongue, lashing at Shannon in spite of Briannas face covered in greasy cum. It only inspired her more, continuing to lap at her obediently until was finished. Only then did Shannon release her wrists, Brianna putting her bikini top back on, her face red in shame as Shannon left Brianna alone in the room. She waited until she was sure Shannon was gone, returning to her room, sobbing on the bed in shame. But the middle of the night she woke up, her hands went between her legs stroking her pussy as she relived the events in the Jacuzzi over and over again as she came in solo masturbation.



Chatper 2
The Mistake of a Lifetime

Simone stormed unannounced in the Governors office, catching Ravana off guard. Or she thought she did. He was meeting with General Chernobog, both of them looking at the video of Shannon and Brianna in the hot tub; their thick cocks pushing out their pants as they saw the girls in an intimate embrace.

Its a disgrace, Governor. You and your men watch my girls like they are your harem slaves. And your men, disgusting perverts. Some of them are watching my girls in the locker room through holes in the walls, Im sure they are masturbating uncontrollably. Simone was mad, her girls, finally having enough, complained until Simone had to do something. Im going to call my State Department unless you put a stop to this immediately. She stomped her foot like a little girl.

Calm down, Simone, Ravana standing up but not before quickly shutting off the video. She should talk, her girls were just as much perverts. Does Simone know about her girls? Or is she just like them? If my men are doing things like that, I will have them punished. Take me to where they are doing this. The three of them left the room, Simone taking him to a small room at the back of the locker room.

In there. You open it. One of your perverts is probably in there jacking off right now. She huffed and puffed, as it seemed the Governor did not believe her.

Ravana was not surprised when he opened the door, a jam-packed storeroom filled with cleaning supplies and old furniture. I dont see anything.

Simone had seen it only this morning when the girls showed it to her. How could he have done this so quickly? She barged in, pushing aside the furniture until she got to the wall. She saw it, white spots where the walls were just patched and painted quickly, not matching the rest of the paint. What do you call that? Someone patched and painted it. They must have known I was going to complain.

There are lots of patches like that throughout the building, Simone, General Chernobog spoke up. His men had done the best job they could with such short notice. Luckily they had lots of cameras and recorders in all the rooms and knew of the meeting with the girls this morning.

Simone threw a desk aside in anger, revealing the wall. And that, I suppose you can explain. The wall was covered with dried spunk, even a dried puddle stained the floor.

Messy janitors. What do you think it is? Ravana looked at her questioningly.

Its where your men were jerking off. She stammered nosily, still pissed. She stormed out, yelling back. Im calling my State Department. Well see what your government has to say about this treatment of my girls and me.

Well, Governor, do you want me to handle this? General Chernobog hoped that he would let him.

Make sure she cant call out and then make the arrangements. Ill talk to her, and well take care of it tonight. They both walked to their offices, their cocks hard in anticipation, none more than General Chernobog. Six lovely females for his basement.


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I want to apologize for everything. Im sorry our phones are out, but that happens often. Undersea cables are susceptible to storms far out to sea, but hopefully they will be fixed by tomorrow. I have disciplined my soldiers, and you and your team will not be bothered by my officers or me during your training. He tried to sound as sincere as possible.

She smiled confidently. She had won. I should hope so. I want to thank you for being a gentleman about this.

And I would like to make this up to you. I am holding a dinner for the British governments representative tonight. I would like for you and your girls to attend. He smiled genuinely.

So that was it. His superiors were on the island. No wonder he caved in so easily. This would give her a chance to give his superiors an earful of the illustrious Governor. We would love to accept your invitation. She left, feeling him staring at her as she walked out the door. She went back to the girls, telling them of the dinner tonight.

Im not going to a dinner with those perverts, Madeline shot back in haste.

Dont be so hasty, Madeline. We can really get the Governor and his General. We will have the opportunity to talk to their superiors. To tell them what perverts they are. Im sure they dont know what is going on here. They all agreed to go once Simone explained her plan to them.


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They got into the stretch limousine, the doors closing behind them. They tried to look out but the windows were blackened. For security, Ravana explained to them. They drove for ten minutes, ending up in the same place they left but now going through the underground gate and into the garage in the basement. The doors opened, the bright lights shining in the limousine, almost blinding them as they got out.

Where are we? Simone was growing nervous as they were in a large garage.

The conference centers back entrance. I always use this for security reasons. This way. He watched as the girls walked in front of him, all of the girls dressed up in blouses and short skirts, long lean legs perched on high heels. They walked down a long corridor until they came to the large double doors, a guard on each side. The doors opened up and the girls walked in, instantly pounced upon by the guards waiting for them inside.

The girls were spun around, heavy metal handcuffs placed around their slim wrists and ratcheted closed noisily behind their back. Simone was the only one to shout out in anger, the rest too stunned by the treatment. What is the meaning of this? her voice rattled, her confidence decreasing, her fear increasing.

Ravana held up the front page of tomorrows newspaper and showed it to Simone. I hate to break the bad news to you. He watched the shocked look on her face as she read it, his men showing the same article to the other girls.

She couldnt believe it. It told of a bus going off a winding road last night in the blinding rain, falling off the edge to plunge two hundred feet below into a ball of flames. Only charred remains were found of the five girls, the Coach, the driver and two soldiers on board to escort them. The government mourns the death of the American visitors in this tragic accident and negotiations were already under way with the British Government and the parents and next of kin of the Americans for a settlement for their tragic loss. Rumors of million-dollar settlements were heard.

Youll never get away with this, she warned him.

But I have already. At this very moment the bus is heading out, filled with the unfortunate replacements for you and your girls. The right height and build. Very little will be found, the fire intense. Not even dental records will help. And you and your lovely girls will become my prisoners here. General Chernobog will make your stay most unpleasant. Ravana waved to his guards. Take them away to their cells while we welcome Simone. You may play with them. His men knew enough not to fuck them, but they would humiliate them as a starter.

Take her to the viewing room. Our honored guests are waiting for her first appearance. General Chernobog and his members will teach you better manners, Simone. Something you should have learned before. Now we will use your mouth for something more than complaining.

Simone was shoved through another doorway, hearing the muffled protests from the girls as they were each herded out the door by a guard. Simone feared for the safety of the girls but also for her safety. The General was a sick pervert. And what about the talk of guests. Before she could think any longer on the subject, she was pushed into another room, this one larger. There was an audience, almost like a television show. But these were mostly men though there were a few women with them, more like girls. Not their wives and hopefully not their daughters, though they were young enough to be their daughters. There must be at least twenty watching her as she was pushed into the room.

Ravana sat down in the front row, the General next to her holding her tight. In our country, women have better manners, Simone, and know their place. You have been insolent and disrespectful. For that you will pay.

Youre nothing but a bunch of sick perverts. Ill get you for this. Simone struggled, but two other guards moved in close to her. She was surprised when the General removed her handcuffs, Simone rubbed her wrists.

You have a beautiful body, Simone. My guests and I would like to see it better. Please remove your clothes.

Her eyes opened wide in surprise, then went to anger. How dare he request such a thing? Ill do no such thing! She knew as soon as the words were out of her mouth that it was a mistake. She hadnt noticed until now that the General and the two soldiers all held riding crops in their hands. Her eyes opened wide in pain, the slap of the riding crop on her thigh, just below her short dress, shot to her brain as soon as she heard it. It exploded, Simone jumping away only to be trapped by the other guard. EEEGGH, she screamed out, her hand reaching down to rub the sore spot on her thigh. As she bent over slightly, another riding crop snapped from out of nowhere, catching her full on her inner thigh, her short skirt doing little to keep her unexposed to the slap of the whip. It felt like a branding iron on her sensitive skin. AAAAHH, AAAWWW, NOOO! She backed up, this time the General swinging the riding crop, catching another spot of her unprotected skin. It felt like she was being burned. She danced around between the three men, bumping into one, the others lashing out with their riding crops, her short skirt flying up into the air as the riding crops lashed just below it. Even her breasts bounced and danced erotically on her chest as she hopped from one foot to another. The men just laughed cruelly at her, the riding crops beating her indiscriminately, even sliding under her short skirt to catch her high up her inner thighs, so close to her pussy.

In spite of her conditioning, the pain was sapping her strength, her legs tiring from dancing on the high heels. Her thighs and hips felt torn, sure that she was bleeding. She couldnt stand much more of this, and the men looked like they would never tire of this sport. Stop, she sobbed. Ill do it. She was sweating profusely, her clothes sticking to her damp flesh. They stopped as quickly as they started, but they stood close by, the Generals riding crop tapping against his thigh.

A good decision, Simone. It was just a matter of time and pain before you did. Now proceed. Strip naked for us.

It was the hardest thing she ever did, all eyes on her as her fingers opened the buttons of the silk blouse. Her fingers trembled, fumbling as she slowly unbuttoned one button at a time, but that was fine, Ravana cared little for haste, sure that he was enjoying her slow humiliation much more. She pushed the blouse to the side, her silky white bra revealed, shamed that it was so thin and low cut, a generous amount of cleavage already revealed. She shook her head in shame as she pulled it off, realizing that when she did, she had arched her back provocatively as if offering up her breasts for them to gaze at brazenly.

The General took the blouse, throwing it onto the floor. You wont need that any more, he grinned evilly. The skirt next, he instructed her, lightly tapping her thigh with the riding crop to keep her inspired. If she only knew what was in store for her once she was naked, she wouldnt be so cooperative. The riding crop would be just a tickle compared to what he would do to her body.

Her chest heaved up and down; Simone was unable to control her own breathing as she fumbled with the button on the side of her skirt. She pulled the zipper down, sounding so loud in the silent room. She held the skirt in her hand for a second, Ravana staring at her until she dropped it, the tiny garment fluttering to the floor to fall on her feet. She trembled in fear, her body turning red in shame as all eyes went from her face to her half-naked body.

Even for her age she was trim and muscled, her tanned body highlighted by the briefest white undergarments. Her breasts were barely contained by the tiny, white bra, but Ravanas eyes feasted on the tight-fitting panties that were plastered to her mound. Unlike the other girls, he could tell that she had a full bush, excited to see if it truly matched the natural red hair on her head.

The General didnt need to be told, turning Simone around until her back was to Ravana and the audience. Her hands moved to stop him, but he slapped them away, free to run his hand over her panty-covered ass cheeks. It looked like her panties were painted on her ass, her full cheeks taut, but her delicious crack was revealed, the panties pushed in it by the Generals fingers, Simone protesting verbally with a grunt, but her hands clenched tightly at her side as she endured his rude fondling. Nice tight ass. Made to be punished. He spun her around before she could fully understand what he said.

Her breasts strained in the bra as she reached behind to unsnap the bra, holding the cups in front of her as the straps slid down her arms. She held out as long as she could before she released it, feeling the material slide over her nipples before her hands cupped her bare breasts to hide her shame. EEEGGG! Her body jerked from the pain on her ass cheeks, a riding crop biting into her buttocks. She knew what she had to do, her hands slowly sliding down to reveal her breasts, shamed as her fingers traced over her nipples, making them stand out erect as though she was being turned on by being visually raped by these cruel men.

With her firm breasts, he really didnt need her to do it, but it was the shame of being forced to pose like a slave that made it so good. Put your hands behind your head. Clasp your fingers.

Her upper body was beet red as she put her hands behind her head, feeling her breasts lift up even higher, her back arched to push them out. She closed her eyes, but she couldnt get rid of the thought of them ogling her firm, naked breasts. She felt the tips swelling in the cool air of the room, almost feeling like they were being touched by a gentle breeze. They throbbed in unwanted attention, feeling the blood pulsating through the hardening nipples. She pushed her elbows to the side at Ravanas insistence, standing half naked in front of them like a slave. She felt the General behind her, his overpowering body pressed against her. She felt the unmistakable bulge of his cock against her almost-naked ass cheeks. It felt like a giant snake jerking and pounding in excitement as he rubbed against her.

Hold still, he warned her, tapping the riding crop against her hip. He slowly masturbated his cock against her firm ass cheeks, imaging what it will feel like when he feeds his foot-long cock all the way up her asshole. It was one of the few times that any girl could take all of it, her asshole long enough to accommodate it, though not without considerable pain. That he cared little about, only wanting his pleasure in whatever way he sought it.

She struggled with her emotions, but her nipples continued to swell as his hands slid over her bare stomach, moving higher until she felt his large hands cupping her breasts on the soft underbelly. How could my body be betraying me? OOOOHHH, she moaned, biting her lips to quench the feelings in her body as she looked down to see his large black hands engulfing her white breasts, his fingers rubbing over her nipples. She couldnt help herself, arching her breasts, pushing the flesh into his hot, demanding hands. She stood there, her ass pushed against his throbbing cock as he moved his hips from side to side, masturbating openly on her. His fingers plucked at her nipples. his fingers harsh as they milked her blood-engorged nipples, squeezing the bl0od out of them, releasing them as the blood rushed back in painfully again, only to clench tight on the tips like a vise. He yanked them far out from her chest, her brown nipples elongated, springing back onto her chest when he released them. To add to her humiliation, he slapped them up from below, making them dance and jiggle for all to see.

She wasnt so high and mighty now; Ravana laughed to himself, seeing the General fondling her, knowing that he was rubbing up against her ass. Panties now, Simone. I notice that you have a full bush. Are you really a natural redhead?

With no other choice, Simone reached down, feeling her breasts hanging, the nipples still swollen, gripping the edge of her panties and slowly slid them down. She felt the material passing over her bush, igniting something in the follicles of her hairs that traveled to her pussy, afraid that she was getting wet. How could I get wet while stripping naked for a room full of strangers? She slid the panties down her legs, feeling them pull from between her legs until she released them and they dropped to her ankles. She lifted each leg, kicking the panties to the side. She stood back up, standing completely naked in front of them.

Yes, she was a natural redhead, a full flaming mane of red hair covering her mound, but the fine hairs could do little to hide the full, pouty lips of her cunt. In spite of her protests, Ravana was sure that it was her arousal that was glistening on the ends of her pubic hair. He will have more time to inspect her later when she will be more accommodating, but he wanted to see her ass first. Then the General could begin her punishment. Turn around, Simone. I want to see that lovely ass.

The General spun her around, his hands returning to find her naked ass cheeks. There were a few marks already on her body from the riding crops, but nothing compared to when they were through with her today. His finger traced along her sweat-drenched crack, feeling her muscles clench to keep him from her hidden treasures. Soon she wont be able to defend her asshole; ropes would keep her open and spread for them to do as they pleased with all the orifices of her body. He slapped her ass, the sound ringing out in the room like a rifle shot. She jerked in pain, but her hands still stayed submissively at her sides.

Teach her a lesson, Ravanas order punctuating the silence of the room. The men pounced on the naked Simone, pushing her to the floor as she struggled uselessly against the power of the soldiers. The General took his time tying her wrists, using a bright red rope to pin her wrists together, pulling the rope tight until the red rope was pushed deep into the skin of her wrists. He tied the end of the rope to the large, metal O-ring attached to the floor. The other soldiers stretched her body out on the floor, Simone still struggling, only incited their lust as her naked breasts bounced erotically on her chest.

They tied her wrists, her body pinned to the cold, damp floor, panicking when they tied the end of the rope to the ring in the floor. She hadnt noticed the ring before, now noticing a lot of them spaced all over the floor. She knew she was in trouble when they stretched her body out, sure they would be spreading her legs soon enough, sure she would be raped. She saw another piece of rope, this one a thick, brown hemp, looking up to see it lowered from the ceiling, the gentle hum of a motor sending it slowly down until the General took the end of it.

Hold her tight, he ordered his soldiers. With her arms pinned, she couldnt do much except flop around like a fish caught out of water. They held her legs, the General, taking the rope and encircling her ankle, the thick rope so much more than was necessary, except it would soon have to take all of her weight. He tied the knot twice, signaling his men to release her. Her legs kicked out at her captors, but they had already moved out of the way.

She couldnt figure out what they were up to. Her arms were pinned tightly to the ring in the floor, but only one ankle was tied, the slack in the rope allowing her to kick at the men, but they cowardly scrambled out of the way. She looked up as the motor started up, seeing the large roller slowly spooling the rope up. She panicked, her ankle tied to the rope as she felt the slack coming out of the rope. NO! NO! Dont! The rope drew tight, her body already stretched out. Are they going to string me up like a piece of meat? Then what would they do? She had already felt the sting of a riding crop. Her world began to turn upside, literally, as the rope continued to get curled up onto the large spool in the ceiling. It hurt when the slack went out of the rope, the rope digging deeper into the flesh of her ankle. The machine was unforgiving, not caring for her pain, only intent on dragging her leg up higher. Her one leg rose from the floor, slowly rising up from the floor, one foot then two, Simone raising up her other leg, flopping on her back, keeping her legs together to keep them from seeing her spread open obscenely. Both her legs were up off the floor, panicking as her ass lifted up higher, Simone struggling to keep her unsecured leg next to the other one, the muscles in her stomach straining in spite of her conditioning. Her back rose off the floor, her ass up high, Simone being strung upside down by a machine that continued without rest. Her hair fell back to the floor, her head rubbing along the floor as she was almost vertical now. The blood rushed to her head as she was pulled upside down. She groaned as the rope on her wrists continued to pull until she thought the ropes would cut through her wrists. Then suddenly it stopped; the room silent again, Simone looking back at everyone upside down. Her body swung slowly from side to side until she finally stopped. The blood rushed to her brain. She strained to keep her legs together, gravity trying hard to force the other one to the side and toward the floor.

Such a lovely body. What should I use on it? The General had them all laid out on the table. Whips, paddles, crops, slappers and canes. More than a dozen of them. When he finished with Simone, she would do anything to avoid another session with his toys, and he would show her all the perversities she would be required to perform. Yet it still wouldnt stop him from enjoying torturing her body again and again. I think the paddle for that lovely ass. Nice firm cheeks built for punishment.

Ravana looked at Simone, her naked body glistening with sweat, her flaming red hair hanging down to the ground; she was an intoxicating sight, Ravana unable to contain his lust any longer. One of the girls came over and took his cock out, her slim, silky hand stroking it with a familiarity. He loved the look of fear in Simones eyes, her body swinging back and forth when the General gave her a gentle nudge, her hair brushing back and forth across the floor.

The General showed her the paddle, solid hardwood, about four inches wide and sixteen inches long. The handle was worn from use, but the metal studs that covered the paddle still glistened with newness, though some were stained with the blood of the last victim. The General swung it through the air; Simone in panic heard the powerful swoosh as it cut through the air. He let her naked body swing until her back was too him, holding her still then. He looked at her ass, unmarked for the last time, stepping back and swinging the paddle with ferocity, taking out his anger on the bitch. First there was the loud splat as the paddle hit both of her buttocks at one time.

THTHTHWWAACK! The rope creaked, her body jerking, pushed away by the powerful stroke. And then there was the inhuman scream that filled the room with Simones shrill cry of pain.

EEEWWWWWW, she cried out, the pain intense as the paddle slapped harshly across her ass cheeks, the pain ripping through her body as the studs dug deep into her flesh.

The General waited until her body stopped its frenzied shaking, Simones eyes wet with tears, her ass cheeks already showing where the studs burned deep dents in her flesh. Ready, Simone, he teased her. He swung the paddle again, this time catching her lower along her buttocks, the paddle ripping across her tightly clenched cheeks, never realizing that it only increased the pain, the muscles too tight to absorb the blow.

GGGGHHHWWWW, Simone screamed out, sure her ass was bleeding as her body jerked and swung back and forth. Her ass was on fire, crying out in pain. NO MORE! she begged.

Were just getting started, Simone. After the paddle, the General has much more; canes, floggers all to bring you such exquisite pain and for us, pleasure in hearing your screams. Continue, General. His cock throbbed for release, but the young girl knew enough not to let him cum or she might just be the one to take Simones place.

The paddle laddered her ass cheeks, from where her ass met her waist, all the way to where her ass met the tender, sensitive skin of her thighs, the General making sure that no part of her ass escaped the scalding burn of the paddle or the piercing pain of the studs. She was sobbing hysterically now, no longer the brave and foolish woman that dared defy them.

She didnt think she could stand any more, glad when she saw him put the paddle down. She took a deep breath, pain radiating from her ass. Then she looked at the General, a new instrument of torture in his hands.

He saw the shocked look on her face as he stroked the leather flogger in his hand, the thirty strands looking so imposing. Such lovely tits, Simone. Im going to warm them up a bit. Youll be surprised how big and hard your nipples will become in spite of the pain, making them a much bigger target. He spun her around until her bare breasts were in front of him. Cry out all you want; we enjoy it. He swung the flogger, the first blow catching her across one tit, the thirty strands fanning out to cover her entire breast, many of them beating at her nipple and areola.

She was silent, then all of a sudden, her mouth opened wide, nothing coming out for a moment, then the scream broke the silence, an eerie scream as Simones body shook in the tight bondage as the flogger covered one of her tender breasts. How could he do such a thing? Her breast was ablaze in pain, feeling like a hive of bees had attacked her, none more than her nipples, single strands attacking the swollen tips, feeling as if a knife was pushed into her heart. Her breasts were still bouncing up and down when a second blow hit her other unprotected breast, the thick leather strands beating the sensitive flesh, Simone singing out her cries of pain while her tits danced on her chest.

The General began to work on both of them, making the strands move from one tit to the other in a single blow, her nipples taking the brunt of the punishment. They were swollen to twice their normal size, easy targets for the precise blows of the General. He stroked his cock through his tight pants, her ass and breasts laced from the punishments. And she was tiring.

Ravana caught a glimpse of her pink pussy, Simone so intent on absorbing the pain of the whipping, that her one leg had a hard time keeping pinned to her bound leg. That and she was tiring, difficult under normal circumstances to keep her legs together, almost impossible when being whipped so viciously. Her red bush framed her pussy, her pink insides opened up when her leg was dragged down toward the ground by gravity.

The General knew what Ravana wanted, picking up the genital whip. It was a short cat-o-nine-tails whip, nine tails of leather each with a tight knot at the end. He would have to move in close, up close and personal, but that is what he liked. Simone still had not seen it, her eyes blinded with tears, her breathing ragged as she struggled with the pain already in her body. Her free leg wiggled uselessly as her energy was drained from her body from the cruel whipping, her legs opening and closing, leaving her exposed.

The first blow caught her ass, catching her down the crack, her muscles tired, her cheeks relaxed. The knots bit into the sensitive groove, from the top of her crack, over her anus and over her perineum to touching briefly at the pouch of her pussy. The knots did their terrible work, scratching the skin like an animals claws, a new-found enthusiasm in Simones voice as she screamed in pain.

It felt like something was shoved up her ass, the sharp pain slicing up her crack, all the way up to her pussy. She tried to shut her legs, but her energy was sapped, able to keep them closed for only seconds. She was spinning around, finally coming face to face with the General, the whip in his hand looking so evil, the ends with thick knots. He smiled at her and swung the whip, this time between her parted thighs, the whip slicing up between her legs to attack her mound with a vengeance of a swarm of bees. Even though she saw it coming, it did little to prepare her for the pain, unable to close her tired legs before the whip found her unprotected pussy. The knots ripped through the petals of her pussy, the harsh leather knots beating her flesh from the top of her mound all the way inside, three knots slipping inside to attack her inner lips with the terrible pain of the knot.

NNNNOOOOO! STOOOOPPP! EEEEHHGGGH! She couldnt believe the pain between her legs, the General not stopping as she twirled around, catching the sight of the whip slicing through the air, her limp legs parted as if welcoming the whip to lash between them to attack her most intimate flesh. The bite of the knot was horrendous, tearing her flesh, pushing aside the soft folds of her sex, feeling like one knot was trying to enter her, smashing hard against the muscles of her pussy as it sought to fuck inside her. The next blow caught her ass, two knots ripping her anus open, sliding inside her battered hole to tear at the ring of her anus. She couldnt even scream any longer as the General beat between her legs as her body jerked in pain. She finally passed out from the pain, her mind going black but not before one of the knots attacked her clit, sending the shattering pain to her brain, unconsciousness her only solace from the pain.

I think Simone has passed out on us, General. Do you think she will be more accommodating now? Ravana smiled at her naked, battered body. She got exactly what she deserved. Now she would serve them sexually for as long as they would keep her alive.

I will tell you later. My men and I will take her to her cell where we will revive her with some thick cocks. Would you like one of the other girls now? The General was eager to teach Simone what it feels like to be fucked with a foot-long black cock. In all her holes.

Yes, I think Madeline. She seemed to be such a cock teaser. And have Heather join us, I think shell like Madeline. Heather had been with Ravana since he took over. An expert in psychological, as well as physical torture, especially females, though she did enjoy literally busting the balls of a man. She could take a girl from pain to pleasure and back again, making her cum at the same time she was being tortured, until Heathers victim would almost welcome the pain, knowing the pleasure would be right behind it.



Chatper 3
Shocking Treatment

Madeline found herself in unfamiliar territory. Her wrists handcuffed behind her back, a black soldier leading her down a long hallway of cells, the keys clanging as he opened a cell, pushing her into the damp, cold room. The walls were dirty from neglect, a single toilet in the corner, not even a sink. The bed was small, dirty blankets out of place, made neatly into the bed as if the first time. But what was worse were the chains and cuffs hanging down from the bars and walls. They filled her heart with terror. She hated that she got dressed up, hating that she looked so good, the solider eyeing her not as boys did but as a rapist would.

He spun her around, unsnapping the handcuffs and pushing her toward the bars. He put her wrists in front of her, the handcuff snapping on one wrist and then pulled her arms up high until he could thread them through the bars at the top of the doorway. He snapped the handcuff onto her other wrist, stepping back to see her standing on her toes when he released the cuffs, secured tightly to the high metal bar.

Her arms were drawn high over her head; her legs stretched tall, her muscles taut as she stood on her toes. The cuffs dug into her wrists, but she knew it was useless to protest, afraid of what attention he might give her.

The General doesnt like you very much, Madeline, the guard standing in front of her only inches from her face.

She didnt say a word, fear taking over. He knelt down next to her legs, Madeline pulling her foot away when she saw the rope in his hand. His hand grabbed her ankle back, his strength too much for her as he easily tied the rope until she groaned when the rough rope cut into her skin. He pulled her leg to the side, Madeline shuffling her other foot next to it as he tied the rope to the side of the cell bars. His hand roamed over her leg, Madeline stilled as he moved close to her knee, ready to jerk it away if he got too far. But he stopped. She didnt move this time as he tied another rope around that ankle. He then stood up, his hand holding the other end of the rope.

He laughed as he tugged on the rope, Madeline suddenly understanding what he was doing. She struggled, but he just tugged harder, her shoes sliding easily on the concrete floor as he spread her legs. The handcuffs tightened to her wrists as her legs spread open. He tugged until her legs were spread over four feet wide, tying the leg to the cell bar on the opposite side of the doorway. Her body was presented nicely, her muscles taut, her short skirt revealing firm, tanned thighs.

It felt like every muscle in her body was going to pop, the ropes digging painfully into her legs, her hands and feet already beginning to tingle as they grew numb. She looked at him, turning her head as he moved behind her, out of her view. Dont you dare touch me! But she heard him laughing at her, able to feel him behind her.

The General will take that attitude out of you. Youll be begging soon enough. They all do. His hands slid around her waist, her hips jerking from side to side as she tried to escape, the rope and cuffs holding her tightly spread.

You fuckin bastard; take your hands off of me, she struggled but his hands were already undoing the buttons over her stomach, his large black hands slipping in to caress her skin with his rough, calloused hands. No, crying now. No one had ever treated her this way before, Madeline used to being able to wrap boys around her finger.

The Private moved close to her ear, whispering into it as his fingers slowly and tantalizingly opened the buttons of the blouse, finally pulling it open to the side, looking over her shoulder to gaze at the bronzed cleavage revealed by the sexy white bra. Nice tits, Madeline. You like boys playing with them? He squeezed his fingers around the cups of her bra, clenching them until the flesh almost popped out the top of her bra.

No, please dont, Madeline begging now, her breasts hurting as his powerful hands squeezed them, not to arouse her but to hurt her. He finally released them; his hands slid down to her skirt, tugging on the button until it popped off in his haste. The zipper slid down nosily, the garment released at her waist falling quickly to her thighs, stopped by the wide spread of her legs. She felt embarrassed, bound and half naked, the guards hand already sliding down over her panty-covered abdomen, feeling his fingers slide over her bald mound. No, no, shaking her head in protest, but his hands never stopped moving; Madeline unable to do anything as his fingers ran over her slit, pushing her panties between her lips. Her thigh muscles strained as she fought the ropes that kept her spread, all the while his fingers touched her intimately, Madeline fighting the feelings. But his light touch had become harsh, his fingers taking her lips and pinching them, yanking them out. When he grew tired of that game, he began to slap her pussy. Not hard, a light tap at first, still a shock to Madelines system to be treated in such a way. The taps became harder, his large hand catching her in the center of her crotch, the loud splat bouncing off the stone walls. Each time he hit her, her ass would jerk back, the guard so close that her ass cheeks were pushed into his crotch. And his hard cock.

He liked spanking her pussy, her shocked gasps making him harder, her hips jerking away from his hand each time, her ass cheeks masturbating his hard cock. He stopped suddenly, his hand thrust into her panties, the thin material ripping in his haste as he felt her bald pussy, his hand sliding lower, one finger slipping between her pussy lips, finding her hot, damp insides. He grabbed her like a bowling ball, her shocked indignation doing nothing to stop him. He goosed her with his hand, her lower body jerking back and forth uncontrollably.

She was saved by the voice in the hallway.

Governor Ravana wants this one now.

The Private was disappointed; he was just getting ready to cum, her ass rubbing against him just about to set him over the edge. He would have to visit one of the other girls in the cells, ones that the General no longer cared if the enlisted men abused and used. The two of them pulled her down, stripping off the blouse and skirt, leaving her clad only in the sheerest bra and panties. And of course her high heels, making her look even more naked.

They marched her down the hallway, her heels clicking on the concrete floor, her wrists cuffed behind her back. She had turned red, the guards looking at her as she walked, the thin bra doing little to stop the gentle bounce of her breasts. As one slowed up, moving behind her, Madeline was able to feel his eyes burning on her ass as her hips swayed naturally from side to side. And it got worse, the guards leading her into a larger room, about twenty people, mostly men, staring at her as she walked in. The Governor was standing, waiting for her, his eyes raping her body just as he did each day when he watched them practicing.

I see my men have been busy, Madeline. He spun her around until she was facing the others.

Those perverts took advantage of me. I demand

The slap caught her unprepared, the Governors hand coming out of nowhere to rock her head to one side, her cheek stinging from the powerful blow, stars dancing in her head. She had bitten her lip, tasting blood in her mouth.

You dont demand anything. Keep your mouth shut unless I tell you to open it. Ravana saw Heather come into the room. She was every bit as beautiful as she was evil. Not very tall, a little over five feet, five inches she had a sexy body, firm, full breasts, hips made for fucking and the tightest ass. Ravana had her once but never again, Heather enjoying torturing much more, especially girls. She knew just the right places, the intimate places that would bring the most pain, but at the same time she could also bring about such exquisite pleasure in the girls in spite of them fighting her. She would relentlessly masturbate them until they came over and over, almost at will.

Madelines cheek felt like it was already swelling up. No one had ever hit her before. She saw the girl come in. Maybe there was some hope. Maybe they wouldnt rape her.

Get her comfortable, Ravana ordered the two guards.

They took the cover off of the chair, Madeline turning to look at it. It was gleaming metal, cold and sterile looking, the metal glistening in the light. It was large, the back going up high over four feet. The back was studded metal, the edges and top curved metal tubing. There were no arms on the chair. And what shocked her was that there was no seat. Or barely any seat. There was metal tubing supporting the sides and serving as the legs, but the sides didnt stick straight out, they curved out at forty-five degree angles. She screamed in terror for the tubing was ringed with thick black straps. From the top of the chair, the middle, the legs and the side supports, a leather strap almost every six inches. NNNOOO! She struggled as they pushed her over to the chair, one pushing her against the backrest until the studs dug into her back. Her arms were thrust up into the air, just like in the cell; hastily the straps secured her arms pinned up vertically to the peak of the back. She took her last deep breath when the thick leather strap was fastened around her waist, barely able to inflate her lungs as the strap dug into her flesh. A second strap was attached just below her breasts, pinning her to the back of the chair like a butterfly pinned in a collection. Even though there was no seat to rest her ass on, when they released her, she didnt even slip an inch, the straps holding her pinned tightly to the back of the cold metal chair.

Ravana watched as they worked on her legs now, her high heels thrown to the side, each guard grabbing a leg and splitting her up the middle as they both tugged in opposite directions. They bent her legs at odd angles, the leather straps holding her pinned in the obscene position, her legs now laced with straps from her ankles to high up on her thighs, the final straps digging into where her legs met her torso. The skin was compressed where the straps were tightened more than needed, the guards delighting in making them too tight. They finally stepped back, their foreheads covered with perspiration, but their cocks pushing out the front of their trousers signaled their excitement.

She was an erotic sight to see, her legs bent out grotesquely to the sides, her knees slightly bent. Her crotch was fully exposed, her tiny panties barely covering anything, just a tiny patch of material covering her gash. And underneath her was open and exposed. Her breasts were shoved out provocatively, the chair back raised in the hollow of her back forcing the exaggerated up thrust of her breasts. Making them easy targets for whatever they would do to her.

Heather walked over to Madeline, pushing a black cart, stopping as it came up next to the chair. Madeline was lucky she couldnt see the top of the cart, the dials and switches, all connected to the myriad of wires that stuck out from the panel, each one with a connector that slipped easily into any of the tools Heather liked to use, turning them into lethal conduits of the powerful electricity that the cart generated.

Please help me, Madeline begged the girl next to her. Dont let them hurt me.

Heather moved close to her, pushing Madelines sweat-drenched hair from her forehead. Heather looked at the lovely body, all hers for the pleasure. Or the pain. Ill try, Madeline, but they expect to see a show. And you are the main attraction. Im Lil Heather.

What are they going to do? Madeline was almost afraid of the answer.

Terrible and painful things to you. Men are such animals, their cocks getting hard from the screams of the innocent. Heather began to stroke Madelines face. She could barely move an inch, her body pinned to the chair. Heathers hand slid down over Madelines lips, running one finger over them, finding them dry from fright. Poor thing, Heathers fingers pushed between Madelines lip, running over her teeth and gums, Madeline doing nothing to stop Heather. She put two fingers in Madelines mouth.

She wasnt sure what Heather was doing, but anything was better than what the men planned to do. The Governor and the guards stood to the side so the audience could see, but at least they made no attempt to come over. Come over and do evil things to her. At least Heathers hands were gentle, but still disconcerting. She was running her fingers inside Madelines mouth, over her teeth and rubbing her tongue.

Tighten your lips on my fingers. Use your tongue on them. Ill wet your lips for you or else theyll crack. Madeline was a submissive slut even though she didnt realize it yet. For all her bravado over boys, just the threat of pain would make her do anything. Anything and Heather would test Madelines resolve with the most perverse tasks. Heather began to fuck Madelines mouth with her fingers, just as Madeline would do to the Governors cock when Heather was through with her. And the many other men that would enjoy the favor of Madelines mouth on their cocks. Men loved to see a haughty bitchs mouth around their cocks as they tamed her to service them orally, spilling their cum in her mouth. Heather fucked Madelines mouth for a couple of minutes, two fingers becoming three, Madeline even using her tongue to lick the fingers like it was a cock. Madeline had sucked cock before but wasnt very good at it. She would learn or suffer for her ineptness.

Heather took her fingers out of Madelines mouth, but they slipped down to her bosom, her wet fingers leaving a trail along the wide expanse of exposed naked flesh. Madeline never had a girl touch her before, but at least it was a gentle touch. The audiences eyes were glued to her. The fingers trailed over the cup of her bra. No, please dont touch me. It was wrong for girls to do that. Madeline had kissed other girls but that was more to shock boys than anything else.

Sssshhh, quiet, Madeline. I wont hurt you. Only make you feel good. You want that, dont you? Or would you rather have the Governor come over? She began to stroke the bra-encased tits, the thin material doing little to hide the nipples beneath it. Her fingers traced over the swell of her tits, Madeline not liking what was being done to her, but the chair held her in tight bondage. Heather used one of her long, sharp nails to circle around one nipple, the bra doing little to stop it from stiffening. She worked on one then moved to the other until they were two pointed tips pushing out the bra, Madelines nipples fully aroused in spite of her protests. Heather squeezed Madelines breasts, not like a boy would do, but gently, feeling the nipple explode beneath her palm as the blood was pushed to the tip.

Madeline huffed and puffed but could do little else, fighting the strange urges between her legs as her nipples were roused to hard, pointed arrows, pushing out her bra obscenely. Nooo, she begged uselessly as she saw the knife in Heathers hand, holding still, afraid of being cut as the bra straps were sliced with skill. Madeline felt the cold steel against her side as Heather sliced the side of the bra until it was suddenly released; the thrust of Madelines breasts forcing the bra to slip from her body, leaving her breasts bare. She felt the heat in her chest turning her red in shame. She looked down, her breasts pushed out, hard nipples begging to be touched.

Look at the men eyeing your naked tits, Madeline. They want to do such bad things to them. Clamp those lovely nipples in powerful jaws. Or whip them until they swell. I can be gentle, Heather said running her nail around the naked nipple, tiny goose bumps appearing on the dark areola, the nipples surging in anticipation. Heather didnt make Madeline wait, the sharp point of one nipple sticking painfully into the erect tip, a gasp from her from the sharp pain. Heather scratched around the brown nipple, feeling the blood pound in it.

Her fingernail was sharp, but Madeline didnt know whether it hurt or felt good. Her nipples were throbbing so hard, she thought her heart was in them. Heathers touch was light, tracing around each of Madelines nipples until they surged with blood. The fingers became more insistent, rolling the nipples between Heathers fingers, pinching the throbbing flesh lightly, almost as if she were milking them. Madelines breathing became more difficult, gasping for air.

Are you getting wet for me, Madeline? Heathers lips encircled one nipple, sucking it deep into her mouth, her tongue waiting for it, slapping the blood-engorged tip. Even when she bit down, only a groan came from Madelines lips. Heathers fingers slid down Madelines stomach. They have you spread open so wide, Madeline. And all the men looking between your legs, wanting to do evil things to your pussy. Heathers fingers traced over the panties, the wide spread of Madelines legs pulling the thin material tightly over her mound. Youre bald down there, arent you? She pinched Madelines nipple, making her squeal. Answer me.

The finger was insistent, pushing along her slit, up and down until Madeline felt the dampness, sure that her panties were already wet. Yes, we shave for competition. She shivered as her pussy became wetter.

The panties grew wet beneath Heathers touch, but she wanted to get rid of them quickly. The knife came out again, this time a quick slice and the tiny garment was nothing but bits of rag, pulling the last piece out from between Madelines slick lips. They can see your naked pussy now. Im going to open your lips up so they can see inside you. Youre nice and wet. You like showing your naked body to strange men dont you, Madeline.

She felt such humiliation when her panties were stripped from her. With her legs spread so wide, all of her pussy was exposed to the men. Yet at the same time she felt a tremor of pleasure as her lips were pulled back, exposing her most intimate treasures to their eyes. She couldnt stop them, her body bound, a strange, forbidden thrill of being so exposed. She shuddered when Heathers fingers returned, this time finding bare, naked flesh to stroke. The finger was gentle, pushing aside Madelines lips to stroke the wet inner flesh, the finger insistent as it moved from the bottom of her slit to the top. Madeline trying to move her hips as Heather failed to touch Madelines clit, unable to do anything, was frustrating. The finger moved down, this time probing at her opening, the finger circling the tight muscles in an ever-widening circle, one finger becoming two. Madeline gasped as the fingers entered her with ease, Madeline ashamed to be clenching her muscles on them, but she needed relief and soon.

It seems that Madeline likes the touch of a girl, Heather proclaiming Madelines arousal to all. Her hot, tight pussy is almost sucking my fingers inside her. Heather spread her fingers inside Madeline, opening her up as Heather continued to finger fuck Madelines wet passage. Heathers other hand went up to one of Madelines out-thrust breasts, gripping the rubbery nipple with two fingers and tightening them until Heather got a groan from Madelines lips. Heather slipped her two fingers out then three fingers entered Madeline, feeling her pussy muscles straining to take them in. The room was silent except for the sound of wet fingers slicing in and out of Madelines pussy.

Madelines nipple felt like it was being crushed in a vise, but in spite of the pain, she felt the pounding in her chest. Nothing could dampen the enthusiasm she felt between her legs, welcoming the fingers that masturbated her in spite of them stretching her open when they were deep inside her. All that was needed was Heather to touch Madelines clit, sure that she would cum instantly. She looked at the audience, ashamed, and at the same time, aroused as the mens eyes watched her being masturbated by another girl, Madeline sure their cocks were hard from the obscene sight.

Are you ready to cum for me, Madeline? Heather twisted the nipple in her fingertips, knowing that the pain was shooting into Madelines breast, but Madelines pussy only tightened on the fingers that speared her.

Keep doing that, Madeline now begging for relief. My clit, I need you to touch it so I can cum. She embarrassed herself with her begging, but her bound body needed relief and needed it now.

Yes, I can do that, Madeline. But I am going to pinch it hard. Its going to hurt, but I want you to cum for me anyway. Can you do that, Madeline, cum while I pinch your clit?

Madeline didnt care, only needing to quench her arousal. Make me cum, she begged, no longer caring how, just needing it now. EEEEEEEWWWW, her head shot up because her clit felt like it was crushed in a steel vise. Her body shook and shuddered in the tight bondage, her pussy lovingly gripping the fingers inside her. Sweat covered her body, her muscles clenching uncontrollably as the fingers continued their forced masturbation, running in and out of her drenched pussy. Her body shook as she came, the leather straps creaking as they dug into her flesh, but nothing could stop the orgasm from crashing over her body. It exploded between her legs, her clit throbbing in spite of the painful grip of the fingers, tugging and pulling on the trapped organ as Madeline screamed out in pleasure. YYYEEESSS! MOOORREEE! Her body shook as she came all over the fingers inside her.

Heathers fingers were covered in cum as Madelines pussy gushed her juices when she came. Her sweat-drenched body jerked and shuddered in the tight bondage as the orgasm swept over the nineteen-year-olds body, putting on quite a show for the audience. Heather slowed her pace of masturbation but never quite pulled her fingers out of Madeline. Heather released Madelines clit from the tight grip but continued to rub the hardened bud with the tip of her fingernail, scraping back and forth over the super-sensitive organ.

The shame raced through Madelines body now that her arousal was quenched, looking up to see the men staring at her as the flush of her orgasm covered her body. The fingers were still inside her, moving slower but still masturbating her. Didnt she realize that I had cum already? Her clit was released, the blood pounding painfully back into the swollen bud, but the finger scraped over the tip of it, sometimes feeling good, sometimes feeling like a knife was slicing it. I came, she whispered to Heather. Please stop.

You mean you can only cum once, Madeline. I know girls that will cum six or eight times. I know you can again. They like to see a young girl like you cum. Heather moved behind Madeline, reaching under the chair. One hand slid up and found Madelines wet cunt, stroking her from behind. The other hand slid along her sweat-drenched ass crack, a slap on Madelines ass when she tried to clench her cheeks tight. Stay open or Ill have your ass whipped. Her buttocks relaxed, Heather free to explore Madelines ass crack. Thats better. Heathers finger stroked up and down Madelines crack, slowly passing over the tiny ridge of her anus, feeling her anus flutter from the unexpected touch.

She couldnt do it, cum again. It was too humiliating now that her arousal wore off. But Heather was relentless, feeling the fingers plucking at Madelines pussy, sliding up and down her drenched slit. NO! NOT THERE! She felt a finger sliding over her anus, clenching her cheeks to hide it from the probing digit. A sharp sting on her ass cheeks, not believing that Heather had spanked her, not believing how painful it was. Madeline surrendered, fighting to keep her ass cheeks relaxed, all while the finger played over her anus, spasms making her pucker open and close.

Ravana watched Madelines face as Heather went to work on Madeline again. One hand peeled her pussy lips back, Madelines juices glistening in the bright lights. The other hand was unseen, but Ravana knew what it was doing, the protest from Madeline doing little to stop Heather from playing with Madelines asshole. Madeline squealed loudly like an eight-year-old girl, Ravana knowing that Heather had probed Madelines anus with her finger for the first time. Madelines lips were clenched, as if concentrating on the finger that was now probing her rectum, touching her deep inside where nothing had ever gone in before.

Madeline mumbled some un-lady like words as she was fingered in such a private hole, her muscles taut as she struggled with the new feelings racing through her body. Her body jerked but she could do little but try to accommodate the finger that probed deep inside her body. The finger was wet and really didnt hurt as it entered her, more shame as it went in a hole not made to be entered from the outside. It was strange, her anal ring stretching around the finger, feeling every bump and bone on Heathers finger as it moved inside Madelines rectum, pressing hard against the soft muscles. She couldnt do anything, muttering feeble protests as the finger relentlessly slipped inside her ass. It would have been worse except the fingers on her pussy were arousing her again. The finger in her ass felt like a snake sliding inside her, never stopping, moving in and out as it stretched her open from the inside.

Heathers fingers went to Madelines clit, this time gently rubbing back and forth over the tip, feeling Madelines ass muscles clenching on Heathers finger in response. Heather twisted and turned her finger in Madelines hot, tight asshole, preparing it for things much bigger and demanding. Thats not so bad, is it, Madeline, my finger in your asshole? Heather twisted her finger hard, a gasp from Madelines lips. I could stick two fingers in your ass.

It really didnt hurt, just embarrassing. The finger never stopped moving, probing deep inside her, Madeline unable to control her own muscles as they twitched in unexpected spasms. The thought of two fingers stretching her scared her. It doesnt hurt, she muttered, anything to keep from having her ass stretched with two fingers. The fingers on her clit began to feel good again, Madeline not fully understanding why she felt the impending pleasure sweeping through her bound, naked body. Her body jerked each time the finger went too deep, but her pussy grew wetter and wetter as she felt the rising sensation of another orgasm. How could my body do this? Cum while a finger was in my ass? She felt full as two fingers entered her pussy, almost feeling them meet deep inside her with the finger that speared her asshole. It felt like she was being stuffed full, the fingers sawing in and out in rhythm. That was all she needed, another orgasm sweeping through her body, Madeline clenching her lips tight as she tried to hide the feelings racing through her body, the metal chair creaking as Madelines body bounced up and down on the masturbating fingers. She was exhausted by the time the orgasm passed, glad that Heather took her fingers out, feeling her anal ring shrinking back down. Her thighs were wet with her juices, Madeline trying to get her breathing back, her body covered in sweat.

Heather stood up. Shes ready now. Wet inside and out, Heather speaking to the General. Now she will dance for you, General.

Madeline didnt know what Heather was talking about, watching as Heather moved to the black cart. NOOOOO! In her hand was a metal clamp, thick, jagged teeth running along the edges. Worse were the wires that hung down, attached to the black cart. She feared it even more when Heathers fingers began to pluck at one of her nipples, teasing it until it grew erect again. What are you going to do? Madelines voice was trembling as she asked, afraid of the answer, but couldnt stop her nipples as they stiffened from the touch

Youve had your pleasure, now it is our guests turn. Your body is wet, inside and out. Youll conduct electricity easily. My little machine is going to fill you with electricity. When you think it cant hurt any more, Ill turn it up and it will. Heather turned on the generator, the gentle hum of the machine sounding so harmless.

How could you do this to another girl? Madeline couldnt fathom that the person that just gave her two orgasms was now going to torture her.

Ill enjoy your screams as much as the men. And before I am finished with you, youll perform the most perverse acts with the men and me in order not to feel the bite of the electricity racing through your body and beg us to do them. Im going to start with those lovely tits. Your nipples are big so the clamps will bite tightly into them. Heather opened the first gleaming clamp so Madeline could see the sharp teeth that lined the inside. Heather held it open as she fit it over the brown nipple, the metal touching the edge of her nipple to make it swell from the unexpected touch of the cold steel. The twin edges of the clamp were poised over the hardened tip, ready to snap and crush it in its unyielding jaws.

Madeline couldnt believe it; the metal clamp jolting her body as it touched her for the briefest second. Madeline was always proud of her breasts, boys fawning over her as they stared at her chest. Now Heather was going to do evil things to them. Painful, and possibly disfiguring, things to them. Madeline looked at the clamp, each side of it around her nipple, Heather holding her breast in place. Madeline felt the pressure first as the clamp snapped shut on her nipple, the pain delayed. AAAGGGGGGAAAGGGGG, her shrill cry rang off the cement walls of the room, her breasts jerking up and down in spite of the leather straps that kept her pinned. Madeline couldnt believe the pain that shot through her breast, her nipple feeling like a thousand knives were sticking into it, the serrated edge of the clamp biting into the rich nerve endings of her nipple. It took her breath away, unable to fill her lungs as she fought the pain that rippled though her body. She felt Heather caressing her other nipple, taunting it with her fingers until she aroused it to a hardened tip, Madeline trembling in fear as Heather took another clamp from the cart, the clamp opening around Madelines swollen nipple. Madeline didnt think she could stand another one, her left breast still yanked painfully down by the heavy clamp only adding to the pain as the powerful spring in the clamp trapped her nipple in its heavy trap.

Heather wiped the tears from Madelines cheek. Yes it hurts, doesnt it? I have one more. Then well tingle those lovely tits. Heather released the other clamp, the metal snapping on Madelines nipple, Madeline screaming in pain.

EEEEWWWWWWWW! The scream was high pitched. You could hear her agony in it, her chest bouncing up and down as the heavy clamps pulled down on her distended nipples. The brown tips had almost turned white as all the blood was forced from them, the two sides of the clamps almost meeting together, her flesh crushed in their powerful vise. She would have begged her to take them off, but she couldnt even speak, couldnt even breathe, the pain inhuman. Through her tear-stained eyes she saw the men looking at her, smiles on their faces, the General even unashamedly stroking his cock through the front of his pants. Perverts, all of them perverts. To make matters worse, just when the pain died down to a dull ache, Heather would slap at the clamps, making them dance, igniting a fresh bout of pain in her breasts.

Heather moved to the control board, flipping the switch until the light went from red to green. She looked at the small gauge, the needle sitting innocently on zero. She turned the switch to the right, the faint hum of the machine increasing as the electricity began to run through the wires.

It started off with a tickle, the tingle in her crushed nipples feeling like hundreds of fingers milking her nipples. The clamps began to get warmer, the electricity feeling strange as it raced through her breast meat. Madelines muscles were taut; waiting for the pain that she knew was inevitable. She could almost feel the clamps moving as the intensity increased, the machine humming louder as Heather fooled with the switch.

The gauge showed halfway, the electricity making Madelines tits dance, the heavy clamps yanking her lovely flesh so her nipples were grotesquely twisted, bouncing up and down. Madelines lips were bleeding where she had bitten them, her tear-stained face showing signs of the increasing pain racing though her body. Heather hit the red button, watching Madeline as her body jerked noisily in the leather straps, creaking in the tight bondage, the noise of the machine growing louder.

Madeline didnt hear the machine, for her voice was screaming so loudly as the clamps came alive with electricity, feeling like a lightening bolt was plunged through the end of her nipples. NNNNGGGGGHHH, her muscles feeling like they would burst as the electricity raced through her body, the pain starting at her sensitive nipples and lacing through her upper body. Her sweat-drenched body jerking in the leather straps, Madeline smelling the acrid odor of burned flesh. She was sure her heart stopped as she struggled to breathe, no letup as the electricity continued to race through her nipples.

Heather looked at Madelines face, her lips bleeding as her teeth clenched tight, her eyes opened wide, her nostrils flaring as she struggled to breathe. Her tits were bouncing up and down, each time drawn back down by the heavy, metal clamps. Heather took her hand off of the button, Madelines body slumping down. Heather hit the button again, Madeline screaming a second time as a fresh jolt of electricity raced through the wires to attack her nipples.

Madeline couldnt even think through all the pain. Just when she couldnt imagine she could stand it any longer, Heather would release the button, knowing just the right time to stop the pain before Madeline would sink into the security of unconsciousness. It was almost pleasurable, the time without the pain, but then the machine would come alive again, her nipples attacked by the invisible electricity, her body shaking, her organs feeling like they were turning to jelly. It seemed like hours while Heather took Madeline back and forth with pain, finally Madelines body slumping as the pain stopped.

Heather looked at her. The Governor enjoyed that, Madeline, but he wants more. Heather picked up the long, metal dildo, the base of it covered in rubber, the telltale wire sticking out the bottom. It was curved slightly so that it would touch all the soft sides of Madelines pussy, over six inches long so Heather could shove it hard against her cervix. Youll enjoy my little friend, Madeline.

Madeline couldnt do anything when she felt Heathers fingers plucking back her pussy lips, two fingers keeping them open until Madeline felt the cold metal of the dildo pressing along her slit. It slid up and down her gash, before Heather pushed it into Madelines tight opening. She was still wet from the forced masturbation, so the tip of the dildo slid inside her, getting warm quickly. It was so hard, harder than a real cock, her insides were pushed aside as it sat inside her, Madeline waiting for the pain she knew was coming. It was inhuman for anyone to shoot electricity inside a girls pussy, but Heather looked eager to begin again. The machine began to hum louder, the first tingle racing inside Madelines wet pussy, her muscles clamping uncontrollably as if they were turned on by the electricity.

Heather began to fuck Madeline with the metal dildo as the electricity raced through the shaft, Heathers hand safely holding the rubber end. Heather could see blue sparks shooting from the shaft to the opening of Madelines pussy as it slid up and down the tight opening. Heather took deep strokes with the dildo, pushing to the bottom of Madelines pussy, jamming the end of the hard, metal dildo against her cervix. Heather turned the switch up higher, Madelines lower body went into a series of uncontrollable spasms as the electricity ran through her muscles.

It started off almost pleasurable, a slight tingling, the metal dildo almost feeling good once it warmed up inside her. She knew it wouldnt last, Heather stroking it in and out, her hands safely on the rubber end of the dildo, safely away from the effects of the electricity. The humming increased, Madelines teeth almost chattering as the electricity came alive inside her pussy, traveling along the wet passage, the smell of burning flesh and the metal dildo heating up inside her forcing the scream from her lips. EEEGGHHH, TTTAAKEEE IIITT OUTTTT! She was being burned from the inside, Heather keeping the dildo moving, touching all of Madelines passage with the painful jolts of electricity. To make it worse, her muscles were being stimulated by the electricity, clenching uncontrollably on the hard, unyielding metal dildo as if Madeline was welcoming her painful lover.

Heather hit the red button when the tip of the dildo was shoved into the cervix of Madeline, the end of the metal shooting out an explosive jolt of electricity that shot into her unprotected womb. The blood-curdling scream that followed was priceless.

It shot so deep inside her, the pain sending shooting cramps into her guts, the metal dildo sending a lightning bolt directly into her womb. Madeline couldnt believe the pain, a long agonizing scream that filled the room with her suffering. AAAIIIIYYYEEEEE! NOOO MOOORRRREEE! Her voice was hoarse as it felt like she was being punched from the inside. The jolt stopped, but Heather had increased the voltage that was running along the metal shaft, her hand shoving it in and out of Madelines pussy as if it were her lover. Her pussy muscles rippled uncontrollably up and down the shaft, gripping the hard metal as it continued to ream her pussy. UUUGGGGHHHH! Another powerful jolt jabbed into her womb, the metal dildo pressed so hard against her cervix, Madeline could almost feel it enter her womb. The electricity increased, the hum growing louder as Madelines mouth drooled spit down her chin as she howled and shrieked, her body shaking uncontrollably, her pussy singed by the heated metal dildo that fucked her.

Heather stopped, Madelines body slumping, still twitching in spite of the electricity stopping. One more place to thrill, Heather picking up her special tool. It looked like an instrument to observe inside the vagina, but that was not where it was destined to go. The shiny metal clamp, an adjusting screw to open it for intimate inspection was already greased up and ready to go.

To Madelines horror, she felt the cold clamp touching her ass cheeks, Heather moving out of sight and behind her. NO! NOT THERE! She already felt fingers up her ass, not wanting anything bigger or so impersonal. Madeline whimpered when she felt it touching her anus, a spasm in her muscles from the unfamiliar touch. She felt it spreading her open, thankful that it was greased, but it still couldnt dull the pain of being violated in such a manner. A sharp pain shot through her bowels, Madeline groaning as she felt the painful stretching of her anal ring as the unyielding metal clamp pushed its way into her slick asshole.

Heather watched as the tiny pucker of Madelines asshole was forced to accept the hard clamp, stretching wide until her ass swallowed it, her anal ring gripped tightly around it. Heather began to turn the tiny screw, watching as Madelines asshole was forced open wider and wider until it was spread over an inch and a half wide, the dark, mysterious hole opened wide.

It slipped into the slick lining of her ass, Madeline feeling the clamp opening, each turn of the screw making her ring stretch painfully wider. Too far, she cried out, feeling the cool air of the room blowing inside her. She was humiliated, the reverse clamp keeping her asshole open and stretched.

Heather picked up the probe, a slim metal probe barely a half-inch wide but over a foot long. It was covered with tiny bumps, each one a pad for the electricity. The end was covered in rubber to protect Heather from the electricity. Heather began to feed it into the wide-open asshole, sliding in without even touching the pucker of her asshole.

It didnt hurt when it went in; in fact, Madeline could barely feel it at first. But as it got past her stretched asshole, her inner muscles began to grip the foreign intruder, trying to force it back out. It continued to snake up her intestines, rubbing along the sensitive walls, Madelines body tense as she knew it would soon send its evil jolts of electricity to punch her guts from the inside. She saw Heather turning the switch, the hum growing louder, sending a small current of electricity biting into Madelines guts. OOOOHHH, the electricity wasnt that painful, it was the clamp. Her muscles reacted to the electricity, trying to snap shut, but the clamp kept her asshole wide open. AAAGGHHHWWWW, the electricity increasing in her asshole; Heather beginning to use the probe like a cock, the pads rubbing up and down Madelines ass lining, sending their powerful jolts of electricity to stab deep into her intestines. Her anal ring, the spasms hitting it, fighting the stretching clamp that kept her wide open, the painful contractions making her buttocks clench and unclench as if she were clenching on her lovers cock.

Heather increased the voltage, the dial almost to the red, Madelines body shaking uncontrollably as the electricity shot deep into her guts. The leather straps creaked as her body shook in pain. Heather hit the red button when the probe was deep in Madelines guts sending a powerful jolt of electricity into the young girls body.

EEEEGGHH, it felt like someone was punching her guts, but from the inside, her stomach cramping, but it was her asshole that hurt the most. Madeline couldnt control her own muscles, her sphincter fighting against the clamp that kept her open as Heather violated her asshole with the probe. Each time the electricity shot into Madelines asshole, her cheeks clenched uncontrollably.

Ravana watched Madeline, looking like she was gripping a cock in her ass, her cheeks clenching and unclenching so erotically. He imagined how it would feel to be inside her asshole and have her massage his cock with her guts until he came deep in her bowels. His cock felt harder than he had ever felt it, needing to find a velvet asshole to grip it until he came.

Madeline couldnt breathe because of the electricity running through her body. Her heart was pounding a hundred times a second, her chest rising and falling, only adding to the pain as the clamps pulled her distended nipples down. Was Heather finished? Have I survived her evil torture?

Now for the grand finale, Madeline. Heather picked up two more clamps, these rusty and discolored from age, black wires hanging from the ends attached to the machine. Heather knelt between Madelines outstretched legs, holding a clamp in one hand while Heathers fingers peeled back one lip of Madelines pussy. Heather released the clamp, the sharp teeth biting into the puffy lips.

OOHHHH, Madeline feeling the bite of the clamp on her pussy lips. First one, then the other, though not as painful as the ones that bit into the rich nerve endings of her nipples. She knew the true pain would be the electricity that would shoot out from the cruel clamps. But then Heather did something that Madeline couldnt even believe. Heather took a slender piece of bare wire, locating Madelines tiny urethra. Madeline screamed as she felt the sharp wire scraping the delicate lining as Heather threaded it into Madeline, the pain unbelievable. All she could do now was wait for the inevitable pain.

Heather was a professional; Ravana watching as she put Madeline through her paces. Madeline screamed as soon as Heather started, first her tits jolted with powerful jolts of electricity, the firm flesh pulled down by the heavy clamps, the nipples pinched unmercifully by the unyielding clamps, her breasts dancing up and down as the electricity raced through her breast meat. Her cunt was next, the wire inside her urethra shooting electricity into her bladder until Madeline couldnt contain herself, pissing herself, the blue sparks of electricity shooting out until the wire finally shot out of her urethra by the powerful stream of urine. Then the cunt clamps came alive, sending the electricity through her pussy lips, Heather fucking Madeline with the metal dildo, powerful jolts sent deep into her womb when the probe hit bottom. Finally the one in her asshole came alive, Madeline farting loudly; her asshole still stretched wide open as the electricity sent her ass muscles into uncontrollable spasms.

Her body was attacked. Her asshole burned and sizzled as the probe shot deep into her guts, churning her stomach as her asshole burned from the terrible stretching of the clamps. She farted uncontrollably, adding to her shame, none worse than when she pissed herself, the electricity sizzling as the blue sparks shot out as her urine streamed out. At least the wire for her urethra was gone. Surprisingly, the clamps on her pussy lips werent painful, the skin puffy, the electricity making her lips pull apart until they folded over each other, her pussy growing wetter. Even her nipples grew thick from the jolts of electricity running through them. And her ass cheeks flexed and relaxed, her muscles forcing her to clench on the duel probes in her ass and pussy. Her body shook and trembled, Heather turning the voltage up, the straps digging deeper into Madelines flesh as her body jerked.

Then it began to change, Madeline feeling different, strange. Her nipples felt like thousands of fingers milking her tits, the throbbing growing as they bounced up and down. Even the painful pulling of the heavy clamps felt like a boys fingers tugging on them. Her pussy began to twitch and throb, her pussy muscles gripping the dildo as if it were her lover, her asshole clamping on the probe in her asshole, feeling like a finger was touching her in all the most intimate spots.

Ravana watched her, seeing the change in her. She was going to cum. Cum while her body was ravaged by electricity, shooting into the most intimate parts of her body.

YYYGGGGHHHH, AAAAAHHHHH! It hit her before she could even react, her orgasm exploding, Madeline screaming as she creamed all over the jolting dildo in her pussy, flooding her spread thighs with her juices. Even her asshole, feeling like a thousand animals were crawling into her guts, her muscles flexing uncontrollably as she milked the metal probe. Her pussy opened and closed as she came. When she thought it was over, Heather slammed the red button, the powerful jolts that hit Madelines intimate body sent another thundering orgasm ripping through her body until she finally slumped in the chair, her body falling into unconsciousness.

Ravana got up, turning to Heather. Clean her up and prepare her for General Chernobog. Shell be more cooperative now. He could have her, Ravana wanted Brianna.



Chatper 4
Raped Redhead

General Chernobog brought Kerry, Brianna, Shannon and Brooklyn to the training room to watch the new Simone perform. Most of the girls were in various stages of undress, the guards encouraged to play with them.

Shannons left breast was hanging out of her bra, her blouse open, red marks on the white flesh where an over-eager guard played too hard with his toy. She fought the touch of a man on her body, but the cuffs on her wrists made her defenseless.

Kerrys skirt was gone, her firm ass and powerful thighs revealed, her tight panties looking like they were painted on her flesh. And if you looked close enough, you would see the wet spot where the guard had pushed her panties in her gash, his finger running up and down her slit until she came uncontrollably.

Brooklyn was down to her bra and panties and even her panties were torn when an excited guard ripped them as he slipped his large hand in the tight-fitting garment. She was saved at the last moment, on her knees, the guard fishing out his cock and rubbing it over her clenched lips as General Chernobog requested her presence.

Brianna was the only one untouched, Ravana wanting the shy virgin for his own, enjoying forcing a young virgin to commit the most perverse acts.


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They had let Simone shower, or she should say they hosed her down with cold water. Her body ached, the whip taking a toll on her, thankful that she passed out. Every inch of her body showed the marks of the whips and paddles, none more than between her legs. She couldnt believe a civilized man would do such a thing, but General Chernobog was an evil animal. She was still naked as they led her into the room, shamed as she saw the girls sitting on a wooden bench, their hands behind them, probably still handcuffed. Some of the girls showed signs of suffering abuse and Madeline was missing from the group.

The girls gasped as they saw their Coach, her body naked, showing the signs of terrible abuse, welts all over her body. Not just on her ass and thighs but her breasts were laced with red lines, her nipples swollen and torn; even between her legs, her abundant red bush couldnt hide the abuse of the whip that tore her sex. General Chernobog stood waiting for Simone, the girls unable to take their eyes off of the large bulge in the front of his pants.

The General stroked his cock in front of them, seeing the terror in the young girls faces. Simone has learned not to disrespect Governor Ravana. All of you will learn the same lesson. Now we will see how accommodating your Coach can be. String her up, the General instructing his guards.

Simone didnt fight as they prepared to tie her up; the fight had been whipped out of her. She was going to be raped, and there was nothing that she could do about it except try to survive. Red ropes were brought down from the ceiling, the clanging of motors as the ropes lowered mechanically and efficiently. The guards picked her up as if she didnt weigh a thing, holding her horizontal as the General began to run the thick, red ropes around her body. Two were run under her upper body, one above her breasts, the other around her waist. She was turned on her side, her body almost in a sling. She didnt protest when her arms were pulled behind her back, red rope securing them tightly together, this one also attached to the ropes from the ceiling. She feared the next ones, knowing their cruelty, as a rope was secured around her ankle, another capturing the thigh of the same one leg. A push of a button and the motors began again, this time Simone finding her body lifted higher off the ground, her leg rising up the highest, her crotch opening up.

Make sure she keeps her legs open. One of the guards ran a rope from her free-dangling leg around her thigh and pulled it behind her back until her leg spread out and her crotch opened up. He secured it tight.

She was almost lying on her side in the middle of the air. Her legs were spread like a frog, her thigh muscles already aching from the obscene spread that left her beaten pussy open and defenseless. Would they whip me again?

General Chernobog was proud of his foot-long, black cock. It wasnt that often he got a chance to rape a white woman. And now he had this lovely redhead to rape along with five young white cunts. He hoped they lasted a long time to enjoy their pain and pleasure of his large cock. All of the men took off their clothes, the girls hanging their head in shame when the three soldiers and General Chernobog stripped naked.

Look up, cunts!

The girls head rose up by the demanding and degrading words of the General, turning red when they saw the men naked, large, black cocks jutting out in front of them. They had never seen anything that big, the Generals cock rearing up to a foot long, his hand stroking it as it grew. The thick helmet was the size of a soda can, the shaft, the size of a babys arm, was covered with bulging, thick veins. His balls hung down between his legs, covered with black, prickly pubic hair.

Youll all taste my cock, but first Simone will get me ready to rape her. He strolled over to Simone, his firm black cheeks glistening in the light. The other men gathered around, wanting to rape a white woman.

Show your girls how you suck cock, Simone.

His cock jerked in front of Simones face, seeing the look of terror on the other girls faces, knowing they would have to do the same thing. She had never seen anything that big, never mind taking it in her mouth. In fact, she had never even sucked a black cock, but the General didnt care one way or another. She would have to service him and his guards no matter what. It felt so hot when the head of his cock rubbed on her lips, the head glistening with his precum. Her lips were dry, but by time he was finished painting her lips, they glistened in the light. He fisted his cock and put the thick helmet just on the inside of her lips, running it around her mouth, opening her lips wider and wider until Simone found herself with her mouth open in a wide O, waiting for him to spear her with his cock. She was afraid of taking it in her mouth, afraid that it was too long to just be in her mouth, afraid he would snake it down her throat.

Simone moaned with helplessness as her silky lips were opened, and the General began to push his cock into her mouth. She felt the hard head sliding between her teeth as she closed her eyes and sobbed in shame.

Close your lips tight on my cock. Just as tight as your pussy will be. The General ran his hand over her breasts, finding her nipples and pulling on them brutally.

She screamed in pain as he ignited fresh bouts of pain in her whipped nipples. But that is what he wanted, her mouth opened wider when she screamed, letting the cock slide over her tongue, his precum filling her mouth with its foul, salty taste. He twisted her nipples again, Simone doing the only thing she could do. Her tongue snaked out and ran over the thick head, finding her mouth filled with his cum as he spurted unexpectedly into her mouth.

EEEEHH, careful bitch, dont make me cum yet! He slapped her face, shoving his cock back into her mouth. His balls tingled, the General tightening his sphincter as he struggled to contain the shot of cum that streamed from his cock. Her hot breath on his cock was too good, her tongue lapping at the head of his cock making him shoot prematurely, the General recovering quickly. It wasnt her mouth he would cum in but her asshole.

Immgg ssogggrrry, she mumbled, her mouth filled with hard cock. She swallowed, the thick cum sliding slowly down her throat. How will I be able to swallow it all when he cums? She had never done it before, always spitting it out or taking her mouth off the cock, using her hand to bring her lover to his orgasm. She felt his hands on her head, his fingers curling into her hair until she felt the follicles pulling out.

I think a reminder for Simone. Maybe the three-stranded tawse on her cunt. Ten strokes should be sufficient. The guard was all too eager, picking up the leather tawse, the three pointy straps looking so formidable, eight inches of leather that would seek out her most intimate flesh.

She pulled her mouth off of his cock, stupidly shouting out her protest. Please dont, I didnt mean it.

Make it twenty. Now get back to sucking, white bitch. He pulled her head toward his cock.

Her tongue began to run around the head of his cock, seeking out the tender underside under the rim, hoping to please him.

He looked down at her, her face already covered with tears, her mouth opened submissively into a big O, his hips thrusting forward as the head of his cock slid over the velvety smoothness of her lips and into her hot mouth. Her lips tightened on his cock like a virgin pussy, her tongue working on the head of his cock, teasing the piss hole until he leaked more cum into her mouth. He pushed her head up until she was staring at him, an erotic sight, her white face split by the thickness of his black cock, her cheeks pushing in and out as she energetically began to suck his cock.

The pain exploded on her ass, the cock pushed deep into her mouth as her body lurched in pain. The leather strap struck between her ass cheeks and attacked the pouch of her pussy, the sharp tips feeling like knives digging into her sensitive flesh. GEEEGGHHHH, her mumbled cry smothered by the cock that filled her mouth.

Yes, thats good, Simone, the General leisurely fucking her mouth, making her take a bit at a time, pulling out until her lips were stretched around the thick helmet, then back in, her tongue racing over the shaft as it pushed along her tongue. Another muffled scream resonated along his cock as the guard began to work over her cunt with the strap, each time her body jerking in pain.

His fingers continued to abuse her nipples, igniting fresh bouts of pain that were matched by the guard that was whipping her pussy, the sharp tongues attacking her pussy lips until they swelled. By the tenth blow the guard was working on her slit, the tongues attacking the soft, sensitive inner flesh, higher up the last one striking the edge of her clit. The General was forcing more and more of his cock in her mouth, each time the thick head crashed into the back of her mouth, surely too big to shove down her throat without considerable pain on his part. The next blow of the strap found her clit, feeling like he had smashed it with a hammer, pushed into her pubic bone, the jolting pain shooting to her brain. Her mouth was already getting tired, but she knew that the whipping was almost over; welcoming the last blow on her pussy, feeling like the tawse was tearing her pussy to ribbons.

Get her ready for me, the General ordered as the last blow struck her pussy. He guided her head up and down, enjoying the pleasure as her lips sucked hard and her tongue danced over his cock all to pleasure him.

She felt the guard behind her, and then she felt something cold and wet touching her anus, sending a shock of fear in her. Where was he going to put his cock? Her question was answered as she struggled when a slick finger slid into her asshole, almost swallowing the Generals cock as she gasped from the cruel intrusion. Shed never be able to take that monster in her virgin ass. She could feel the cock growing in her mouth, excited at the prospect of raping her asshole. The finger pressed deeper, twisting and turning, opening her up for something much bigger and much longer.

The General pulled his spit-covered cock from her mouth, wiping in on her lips. He looked over at the girls sitting in terror on the bench. Ill feel all of your assholes around my cock before Im finished with you, he warned them. He moved behind Simone, her head turning to look at him. Take her mouth, he told the soldier that lubricated her asshole for him.

The guard moved in front of Simone, his black hands grabbing her hair and yanking it hard until she looked up at his demanding cock bobbing in front of her face, screaming in pain. He quickly shoved his erection into her open mouth, grunting loudly as he plunged so deep into her mouth that his cock punched into her throat before she could even react. She choked and gasped, but nothing could stop him as he breached her tight, constraining throat. At least he wasnt as big as the General. It felt like his cock was growing in her throat, her muscles constraining around it as they tried to force it out, but his hands held her submissively on his cock, pumping her back and forth just far enough to give him the friction he desired without taking his cock from the tightness of her throat. But she had bigger problems.

General Chernobog slid his cock between her slick cheeks, masturbating it up and down, the rim sliding over her raised anus. He pushed the head up and placed it over her tiny anus, the thick head hiding it from sight, pressing down into the oily hole with his rock-hard cockhead. He pushed slowly, enjoying the agonizing opening of her anal ring, watching as his thick head slowly sank into the hot, tightness of her asshole, her ring expanding wider and wider around the thickening shaft. Her mumbled cries where smothered by the cock in her mouth and throat. He pushed harder, his hand encircling his shaft to keep the long cock stiff as he pushed with all his might to breach her virgin asshole for the first time.

She felt the terrible burning as the thick cock sought entrance to her asshole. The finger was nothing compared to the hard cock, feeling her anus sliding painfully over the head. She had two cocks to contend with, one in her throat that was making her gag and choke, her stomach turning over. He never took his cock from her throat, but continued to slide it up and down, each time shoving more of the thick cockhead into the tight confines of her throat. And now the monster cock was trying to enter her virgin asshole, hearing the General grunting behind her. It was impossible; she had seen the size of his cock. No way would it fit.

The guard saw her attention move away from his cock. The other guard grabbed two wooden clothespins. He pulled on her nipples until they grew aroused by his touch, the whipped tips swelling quickly. He snapped the first one on her nipple.

The guard in her mouth enjoyed the muffled scream, her throat muscles rippling up and down his cock shaft. So that is what they called a hum job? He watched the other guard go to work on the other one, her eyes staring at him as he slowly pushed the open clothespin over her other nipple, letting it snap hard onto the trapped flesh. Another smothered scream. Her mouth began to move again, her tongue doing all it could to lick the shaft. The guard shoved her head up and down but wasnt satisfied. White women arent very good at sucking cock. Well have to teach all these cunts the proper way to pleasure their Masters black cock. He was talking to the group of scared girls on the bench as much as Simone.

She was growing dizzy; her head shoved up and down, the strong hands pushed so hard onto the side of her head that it felt like a vise crushing her head. She was more concerned with the cock that was trying to split her ass up the middle than the guards cock, but the sharp bite of the clothespins returned her attention back to him, the powerful jaws clamping deep into the whipped nerves in her sensitive nipples. She tried to please him as much as she could, her head limp as he used her as he wanted, sucking energetically, the cock in her mouth growing with every thrust. Her tongue attacked the piss hole, rasping back and forth over it with the tip until it leaked its contents in her mouth, knowing that there would be much more when he came, sure that he would force her to swallow his foul cum. But at least it would mean the end of this terrible mouth rape.

The General was becoming more insistent, his cock forcing entrance into her virgin hole. The cock stretched her anal ring, shooting pain radiating as her ass muscles spread and throbbed around the raping cock. She heard a loud grunt then she screamed onto the cock in her mouth. An inch of her asshole gave way to his invading monster, her ring stretching around the thick head until it clamped down beneath the thick helmet, trapping it. She tried to relax her muscles, the thick head pulsating against the muscles in her rectum, a tight burning pain in her ass. She felt her muscles tighten around his raping cock, straining as she fought to open her ass up for the deeper penetration she knew was coming.

Hot, sucking asshole, the General bellowed as her asshole slowly opened wide enough to take the largest part of his cock, her muscles gripping the smaller underside as it forced the head of his cock into the hot depths of her rectum. He felt the tight ring of her anus snap shut just behind the head of his cock, trapping it with her rings delicious tightness. He flexed his cock, making it jerk in her asshole, looking down to see his black cock firmly embedded in her lily white asshole, her pink anal ring stretched tautly around his cock.

It felt like a baseball bat was keeping her asshole open, the thick cock jerking and twitching in pleasure as Simone suffered the cruel rape of her asshole. She had heard of sodomy but never expected to endure it. And that would have been easier, submitting to a gentle partner that would take it slow. Not like the General, his long, thick cock ready to rape her asshole all while Simone would have to suck the guards cock until they both came in her. And that would just be the beginning.

He heard her mumbled cries and pleas. He began to push her body, the ropes making a nice swing, his hips sending her body forward, only to meet the cock in her mouth, more of it forced down her throat. He began to rock her back and forth, the guard understanding the game.

Her body was shoved by the General, Simone gurgling as the guards cock punched deeper into her throat, sliding down so far it felt like it was entering her stomach. She wanted to vomit, afraid that he wouldnt take his cock out of her mouth if she did, and she would choke to death. It went so far, she was sure she could feel it throbbing in her chest, the guard moaning in pleasure as her vision began to go black from lack of air. Her nostrils flared as she tried to suck in as much air as possible, but it wasnt enough, Simone on the verge of passing out. The guard shoved with his hips, pushing Simones body back onto the raping cock of the General, Simone sucking in large breaths of air into her gasping lungs as the cock pulled out of her throat. But she had the Generals cock to contend with, her body shoving back by its own weight.

The General waited for her body to swing back, holding firm as her asshole began to encircle the shaft of his cock, taking an inch of his cock before her muscles tightened to prevent him from entering farther. He shoved with his hips, her body taking another inch of cock before she swung away, feeling her asshole sucking and squeezing his cock in uncontrollable spasms of pain.

It felt like a spear driving into her asshole, each inch of cock feeling like a foot, her tiny hole stretching to take the massive shaft inside her. She couldnt control her own muscles; the spasms making her muscles ripple up and down his cock. She swallowed the cock down her tight throat again, gasping for air, the cock feeling bigger, sure that he was ready to cum soon. At least then she would only have one cock to contend with. Her body was shoved back, Simone groaning as she felt the giant cock snaking into her guts. It was shoving deeper, hitting something painfully inside, blinding agony racing through her body as the cock twitched in her round ass tube. She was rocked back and forth between her two rapists, her throat raped by the guard, then her body swinging back onto the Generals pole, sending the thick rod into her, her asshole forced to open up and accept the raping monster.

Over half of his cock was inside her, her white cheeks a blank canvas to his black, oily cock that pistoned in and out of her asshole. Her anal ring was bleeding, but he cared little, his excitement too much, her asshole too hot and tight. He still had another six inches for her to take before he would get down to some serious fucking. He pulled his cock out as she swung back to the waiting guards cock, her asshole clenching on his shaft so tight it was as if she didnt want him to leave. Her anal ring stretched wide as the plum-like head of his cock began to stretch the hole wider as it started to pull out, but her body stopped the forward movement just in time, the General flexing his cock as she swung back slowly onto his waiting cock.

Her stomach had cramps each time his cock sank into her guts, sure that he was ruining her, feeling the wetness on her asshole, positive it was blood from the awful tearing from his raping cock. She tried to relax her muscles as she sank back down onto his cock, her own weight betraying her as it forced her asshole around his hard, steely cock. It plowed deep inside her, filling her, each time Simone sure that she took it all, disappointed when she didnt feel his stomach against her naked ass cheeks. It felt like a sword was inside her stomach each time he shoved into the deepest part of her bowels, punching her from the inside with the blunt head of his cock. It pulled out with just as much pain, her insides feeling like they were being sucked out by a powerful vacuum behind his cock, the soft walls caving in as the cock left. He didnt pause any longer, her body swinging with a regular rhythm.

Keep it in your mouth, and dont make me cum until the General does. Or else both of us will be punished for cumming before he does. The guard kept the head of his cock in her mouth, his hand stroking the shaft to keep it aroused without cumming, Simones body sliding back on the General cock.

With her throat not clogged by the guards cock, the General could hear her mumbled cries and begging as he worked more and more of his thick cock into her tight, hot intestines. He rocked harder, sending her up and back, each time her weight impaling her asshole onto his cock, the soft, velvety guts surrounding his cock with such delicious pleasure. Her muscles rippled up and down his shaft like thousands of tiny fingers masturbating him, the General struggling not to cum yet. The General felt his cock sink deep inside her guts, his stomach slapping loudly against her ass cheeks. He held her hips, enjoying the pleasure as his cock twitched and jerked deep into her bowels. You have it all, bitch. Now Ill show you how a man fucks. He shoved his victims body away from him, her clenching muscles clinging to his shaft with delicious friction, only to stop when her bleeding anus clutched the head. Then he pulled her back, hearing her muffled scream as he forced her to take the full measure of his raping cock into her asshole. All twelve inches of steely cock spearing her guts.

It felt like a spear was coming out her mouth, gulping widely as her asshole was stretched and filled with his rock-hard cock. Most of the lubrication had worn off, his cock fucking dryly along her round tube, feeling like sandpaper. Her stomach turned over in shooting pain each time he shot to the depths of her bowels, sure that she wasnt built to take such a formidable weapon in a hole that was meant to push things out, not suck them in. He was fucking her asshole faster, his stomach slapping nosily against her ass cheeks, igniting the welts that his whip had made on her flesh. She didnt know how much longer she could do this, the pain overpowering. And she still had the head of the guards black cock sitting in her mouth, ready to spill his foul seed.

He began to speed up his fucking, pumping his cock into his victims asshole, pounding into her so hard that her body shoved forward with each thrust. He used brutal strokes, his cock high up into her bowels, rutting in and out of her reamed hole, enjoying the tightness as her muscles submitted to his raping cock. He pulled her back onto his waiting cock, feeling her insides surround his cock in a blanket, knowing he wouldnt last much longer, his balls aching to dump his cum into her once-virgin hole. Fuck back, cunt! He slapped her ass cheeks, Simone howling as his powerful hand broke up the welts from the whipping. The General was rewarded when her muscles tightened up in pain, clenching and clutching his cock as he reamed out her well-fucked asshole. He had beaten her into submission, just a fuck toy for him and his friends. He slapped again when her stretched asshole gripped the head of his cock, feeling the blood pushed from the thick helmet by her powerful contractions. He shoved hard into her raped asshole, pulling her back onto his raping cock until her body smashed hard against his abdomen, her cry of pain as he punched her deep in her guts with the massive head of his cock enjoyable. Make me cum, cunt! Please your new Master! He began to hammer her with his cock, his excitement rising, feeling her new-found submission as he beat her punished ass cheeks.

The guard couldnt wait any longer, shoving his cock in her mouth, slapping her face until her tongue went to work on the head of his cock. He pumped his hand up and down the shaft of his cock as he readied to cum in her mouth, her lips gripping his cock almost lovingly, enjoying the sight of her white lips around his black cock. He pulled his cock out until only the head was trapped by her tight lips. Flutter your tongue on my cock as I cum.

The sodomizing cock in her ass hurt, shoving in and out with hard, painful thrusts, each time the General trying harder to hurt her. The guard came in her mouth, Simone obeying like a submissive slut, her tongue fluttering over the head of his cock as she felt the first jet of cum shoot out, the hot creme bathing her tongue with its salty, thick flavor.

The first load he shot in her mouth, but the guard pulled out, his hand pumping his cock. Keep your mouth open, bitch! He pumped, a ropey, white load of cum shooting out and landing on her nose and mouth, slowly dripping down as he pumped harder, his balls tingling as a third load of cum came out of his cock, not with as much pressure, the guard pushing his cock forward until it sat on her lips, the thick creme dripping down into her waiting mouth.

Her mouth was filled with the thick cum, Simone trying not to choke as it sat heavily in her mouth, her taste buds covered with the salty creme. He continued to cum, a hot, thick load landing on her face, her eyes shut tight, feeling his hot cock on her lips, painting them with his abundant creme. She could see the girls looking at her in disgust as she took his cum into her waiting mouth.

The General cried out in triumph as he came in her, burying his cock deep into her guts, spurting thick wads of cum into her asshole. Each time his cock jetted, her muscles reacted, sucking more cum from his balls as Simone cried out in shame.

She felt him cum in her, Simone humiliated as she felt his cock explode deep in her bowels, flooding her guts with his hot, salty cum. She was so shamed, her asshole clenching as if trying to drag more cum from his balls, her buttocks opening and closing as if she were enjoying the cruel sodomy. His body slumped onto hers, a second load of thick cum shooting in her round rectal passage as he pulled out, shoving back in, his cock sliding easily along her cum-soaked tunnel. She didnt think he would ever stop, two more times he flooded her intestines with his burning fluids. Finally he stopped, his cock still hurting her in spite of it shrinking in her raped asshole. She finally pushed with her muscles, forcing the thick cock out her raped passage until it popped out with an embarrassing fart, a flood of cum following it, her asshole still open, the tiny hole torn and swollen from the terrible ass rape.

NNNOOO! She cried out when the other two guards took their places, one in her mouth, shoving deep into her throat as she choked and swallowed the long, black cock like a sword swallower. And the other guard cared little that her asshole was drenched in anothers cum. He pulled her back onto his erection, Simone screaming as she found her asshole raped for the second time today, the guard stretching her anal passage with his rock-hard cock.

The guard never fucked a girl in the ass, now he was fucking a white girl in the very place that was so perverted. He stretched his victims anal ring until his cock popped into her rectum, sliding easily along the slick passage as he buried his seven inches of rock-hard cock into her in one powerful thrust that drove him into the depths of her guts. He pulled out just as quick until her battered asshole clung to the head of his cock, then shoved back inside with a shout of glee as her insides clutched possessively onto his raping cock. It didnt take long, the excitement of watching the duel rape before bringing him quickly to the edge.

At least they were quick, the one in her mouth keeping her pinned against his abdomen, his cock deep in her throat as she gagged and shook her head, unable to escape the monster that moved in her throat. He pulled back from her throat when he came, flooding her mouth until her cheeks puffed out from the abundant creme. He stroked her throat until she did what she had to, slowly swallowing the thick creme until her belly was filled with warm sperm. And she received another sperm enema, her raped asshole filled with another load of hot creme, her belly swelling as his cock swelled in her guts, spewing floods of cum in her body. They finally left her alone, the cock pulling from her raped asshole painfully as it popped out. The girls looked at her in disgust and fear, knowing that they might be subjected to the same brutal rape that they just witnessed. And where was Madeline? Was she already raped? Or worse, was she whipped like Simone?



Chatper 5
Briannas Forced Excitement

Brianna saw the other girls as they were brought into the room, all of them looking like they were abused by the guards, not sure why she wasnt but thankful for it. She was shocked by what they did to the Coach, forced to watch the General take her in the backside with such a long penis all while she was being taken in the mouth. It was almost like when Shannon forced her to perform in the Jacuzzi; Brianna made to do unspeakable acts with another girl. Brianna was led away from the room after the guards had their fill of Simone, her ass and mouth raped one more time.

Welcome, Brianna, Governor Ravana looking up as she entered.

The Governor was in the room, the pervert that had looked at them when they were practicing with an evil glint in his eyes. She looked around the room, a white cloth draping over a contraption with a strange shape, not very big but standing up about waist high. Her eyes were drawn quickly away from the shrouded mystery, the table next to it clearly showing its purpose. The table was covered with various instruments, whips, paddles, all made to inflict pain, similar to what she was sure had marked up the Coachs body with the red welts. Was he going to use them on me? She didnt say anything, her eyes cast down to the ground, afraid of him.

Over here, Brianna, Ravanas voice stern, watching her jump. She walked slowly over toward him, finally standing in front of his chair, her eyes still refusing to look at him. He looked at her, dressed in a pair of jean shorts and tee shirt. Her feet were naked, the rest of her to soon follow.

There was someone else in the room, but Brianna wouldnt look up. She stood trembling, jumping when she felt the Governors hands on her hips, pulling her closer until she had to spread her legs to straddle his. His legs pressed hard against the inside of her legs, making her unable to close them.

Such a lovely body, Brianna. While you and Shannon were in the Jacuzzi, we were recording it. Ive watched it a number of times. You seemed to enjoy it.

Her head shot up, reacting foolishly. NO! She made me! She had anger in her eyes, ashamed that someone had seen her being forced to do such perverted things.

As will I. And my Economic Minister William Gorden. He enjoys young girls, especially reluctant ones. He enjoys convincing them with his fine collection of toys that you saw on the table.

She looked at him, an older man, his body a bit more paunchy than Ravana, older by at least ten years. She was afraid of what they were going to do to her. No boy had ever been inside her. She was sure that fact would be ended by them. She hated that older men would take her innocence from her, but she had seen what these evil men had done to the Coach. Please dont, she begged. Im a virgin.

That only made him want her more, enjoying taking a virgin for the first time. Do you masturbate, Brianna?

Ravanas sudden change of questions shocked her. Did he expect me to tell him of my intimate life?

I wont ask the question a second time, Brianna. Answer me truthfully or William will extract the truth from you very painfully. He grew impatient.

Yes, I mean no, she answered, her voice stammering.

Which is it?

I tried but wasnt successful. Her face turned red in shame.

Yes, but Shannon made you cum. Maybe you werent doing it right. Maybe you need something special. Ravanas hands began to run up and down her hips before he slid them around to cup her ass cheeks. Her buttocks clenched tightly beneath his hands. Nice, tight ass. He clenched his hands on her ass, feeling the muscles beneath his hand quiver.

Please, dont touch me like that. She began to cry, forced to stand before him, her legs spread, his muscled legs between hers keeping them forced open wide, leaving her exposed to him. His hands were exploring her body as if he owned her.

He slapped her ass hard, the sound ringing out in the room. Hold still. Youll soon be naked before me. He knew it didnt hurt her, the jean shorts too thick, but it was more his power over her. Her body went almost limp as she surrendered. Even her cheeks relaxed. His hands moved to the front of her jeans, unsnapping the top snap, the zipper sliding down noisily, the white, virginal panties revealed, stretched tightly over her bald mound. He pushed the jeans to the sides, his hand sliding over her panty-covered mound. He slid his hand into her jeans, his eyes staring into hers, almost daring her to defy him. His finger found her slit, pushing the panties into the tight crack, her ass jerking back as he explored her sex.

William was ready behind her, his hand sliding over her ass cheeks when she pushed back trying to escape Ravana. Nice firm ass cheeks, ripe for punishment. She jerked forward, gasping as Ravanas hands squeezed her pussy. William tugged the jeans down over her hips, revealing her luscious ass, her tight crack revealed by the clinging panties.

Her face was beet red, her jeans down almost to her knees, stopped by the spread of her legs, but it left her almost naked, the panties doing little to hide her charms from the men. And their hands explored her body, her hips jerking back and forth as if she was fucking them, not escaping their evil touch. They had this power over her that she couldnt fully understand. They had done terrible things to the Coach, Brianna not wanting to suffer a similar fate.

Ravana could feel the heat from her pussy, her pussy lips clinging around his finger, feeling the dampness of her panties. Her firm thighs trembled. William was behind her, taking full advantage of her ass. Take off her tee shirt and bra.

William stood up behind her, his hands sliding down around her waist, yanking up the bottom of her tee shirt, Brianna submissively raising her arms up over her head as he hurried to remove her tee shirt. She could feel something hard pushing against her ass cheeks, refusing to acknowledge what it was. The tee shirt was thrown to the floor, cold hands on her back working the catch of the bra, opening it with years of experience. She felt the strain of the bra released; her hands at her side as the white bra was slipped off her shoulders until it fell on the floor in front of her. Her hands shot up to cover her bare breasts, but William was quicker. His hands cupping her breasts, his cold fingers driving her nipples erect. Her hands fell back down to hang uselessly at her sides, her fingers clenched into fists as she endured the constant fondling of her body. It was just like Shannon but worse, two of them, men this time, sure that she wouldnt be left alone until they had their satisfaction. His fingers began to tug on her nipples, not gentle but hard and urgent. His fingers were powerful, pinching the aroused tips until she groaned in pain. Ravana was not resting, his hand sliding up and down her slit, his finger pushing her panties into her slit, Brianna struggling to stop the strange feelings between her legs. It was just like what Shannon had done to her, making her feel things that Brianna could never do with her own hands. Williams hands squeezed her breasts hard, feeling as if her nipples were going to pop as the blood rushed to the tips. He finally released them, Brianna looking down to see the red marks his cruel hands had made on them, but she couldnt mistake the way her nipples had stiffened to hard, pointed tips.

Williams hands slid down to the top of her panties, his fingers grabbing the material as he slid them hastily down over her firm ass cheeks and down her legs to gather where her shorts were caught. Ravana pulled his legs from between hers; Brianna almost too easily put her legs together until the last of her clothes were wrapped around her ankles, lifting one leg at a time to kick them aside.

Spread your legs again for me, his legs forcefully pushing between hers until brute force shoved her thighs open, Ravanas eyes staring lustily at her naked mound. Even with her legs spread slightly, her pussy lips stayed tightly together, the full mound slightly damp and glistening in the bright lights of the room.

She shivered in fear as she was stripped naked, two older men lusting after her body, calloused hands running freely over her naked pubes, other hands sliding over her ass cheeks, fingers sliding over her crack as she clenched her cheeks defensively. How did I get in this situation? Just days ago she was back in the comfort of her dorm room, keeping to herself. Now she was a prisoner, afraid of what they intended to do to her. Williams hands slid between her legs, pushing on the tender insides of her thighs, pinching her flesh until she obeyed his silent command to spread her legs wider. She could feel his hot breath blowing on her ass cheeks, his face only inches from her naked ass. His hand began to tap her inner thighs, the soft skin sensitive to even the gentle tap. Ravana was the one that worried her, his fingers pulling back the folds of her sex, calloused fingertips running up and down her inner lips as if he were intimately exploring every inch of her body. His finger pushed against her pussy, finding the tight muscles, his finger circling the tight hole as if judging it for something bigger. She had seen the Generals penis, the organ so big. She was sure that it would never fit inside her. Were all men that big?

She was getting wetter, Ravana finding her hot and damp, her pussy opening up to his probing finger as he fought the muscles surrounding her virgin hole. He began to finger her, feeling Brianna unconsciously opening up to his touch, her hips gently moving back and forth. William was working on her also, starting with her thighs, moving up and down the tender flesh. Ravana noticed that Brianna tightened the muscles of her cunt on his finger when Williams hand slapped closer to her pussy. He probed the tight, virgin hole with one finger, feeling her muscles fighting the intrusion. First he would teach her to cum then she would service them all with her young, tight body. His finger pressed around the base of her clit, finding she had an exceptionally large clit, looking like a tiny cock as his fingers pushed on the base until it popped out of its protective hood. Ravana couldnt understand her inability to cum with such a large clit. He would soon find out why she couldnt masturbate herself to climax, sure that William and he would be able to do it.

With one hand running over her ass cheeks and her body beginning to perspire, Williams other hand began to slap her thighs higher. She didnt do anything to stop him; in fact, her cheeks had begun to relax, not sure if it was surrender or the fact that her muscles grew tired of clenching shut.

EEEh, she cried out from the unexpected slap. It was bad enough that he was slapping her thighs, the skin feeling as if it were burning after the constant barrage, no matter that they werent hard. Now his hand had slapped up, between her legs to slap her perineum, Brianna standing on her toes the first time it happened. The tapping became slaps, not hard, but hard enough that Brianna felt them. She shivered when Ravanas fingers touched her pleasure button, feeling the blood pushed into the tip as he squeezed the base. No man had ever touched her there before, the unexpected touch making her pussy wet, ashamed that he could feel the dampness with his fingers. Another slap; this one catching the pouch of her pussy, a wet thud shaming her. Her body jerked onto her toes, staying there, expecting another. Her toes tired quickly, settling back down onto the balls of her feet, another slap, this one harder, Williams hand curling around from between her legs to catch her full on her bald mound. It felt strange, a tingling in her skin that raced to her brain. And Ravana was plucking at her clit as William had done to her nipples, tugging and twisting her pleasure button. Brianna grew confused, her mind said she should be ashamed and hating what they were doing to her, but her body said she was aroused. Aroused as she had never been before. She almost welcomed the next slap on her pussy, bowing out her legs to give him greater access, thrusting her hips forward to press her clit into Ravanas powerful hands.

William saw her willingness, her thighs bowing out to give him greater access to the flat plane of her pussy. He wasted no time; the next slap coming up from below to slap hard on her mound made her body jerk up, her feet almost leaving the ground. She yelped but not necessarily in pain. And from the moisture on his hand, she was drenched. Her hips were rotating in circles, William sure that Ravana was successfully masturbating her, her body responding to the new feelings. His slaps came harder, her body jerking up until she was on her toes, the plane of her mound absorbing the powerful slaps from his hand.

No, it couldnt be true. She was feeling it, just like what Shannon had forced her to feel. The tingling between her legs grew. She was being masturbated and spanked by two older men and it was her pussy that was being spanked. Not touched gently by a lover but spanked hard. And it was making her cum. Her hips couldnt stay still, moving forward to push her clit into the hands of Ravana as he pulled and pinched her swollen organ. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, her lips feeling swollen, Williams hand hitting hard against her puffy lips each time he slapped her. She couldnt control it any longer, the pleasure exploding in her body. AAAAAHHHH, she screamed out, William almost seemed to know when she came, a successive series of slaps on her pussy harder and faster. And her clit was yanked hard by Ravana, her pussy muscles wishing she had something inside her, clenching uselessly as she came. She thought she had finished cumming, but Ravana did something that set off another series of orgasmic pleasures in her body. He thrust a finger in her pussy, her virgin hole welcoming the feeling, clutching on the thick finger, driving another orgasm in her body as she milked the finger as she would a cock. EEEEEEHHH, her body slumping down as the finger speared into her virgin hole.

Ravana pulled his finger from her spent body, wet from her juices. One last slap on her pussy rocked her body, Brianna giving out a tender cry. It seems that Brianna needs a domineering man or men to get her off. Someone to use her body in ways that are unimaginable.

No, thats not true, Brianna ashamed at the way her body responded, refusing to believe what he said.

Well soon see. I have something that Brianna, the pain slut, will love. They both stood away from her, going over to the shrouded mystery, pulling the cloth over it, hearing the sharp gasp of Brianna as she saw the cruel instrument.

She couldnt believe it. While she never saw a dildo before, this was unmistakable. It was large, too large to go between her legs without stretching her painfully from the inside. It looked almost like a pineapple sitting on top of a rigid post, though it did have some characteristics to a penis. The head was smooth, almost glistening in the light, but it was as big as a fist. It had a ridge around the end of the head, though it was more of a flange, abruptly dropping in size, but the flange curved up like a flower petal. Brianna was sure that it would be extremely painful when it pulled from her body as it rasped along her sensitive passage. The shaft, if thats what you could call it, looked like the pineapple, not smooth like a penis, but coated with gnarled bumps all along the shaft, even bulging veins like a penis would have but more exaggerated, curling around the shaft.

It was a good thing that she couldnt touch it, because she would have found that the shaft was made of sharks skin. The skin is made up of tiny teeth-like structures called placoid scales. They point toward the tail of a shark to reduce friction when swimming, but if you rub it in the opposite direction, it feels rough like sandpaper. She would soon experience the feel of it once it was forced into her virgin hole. She also didnt notice the tiny needles embedded in the base, spring loaded to press up when a button was pushed, the sharp needles ready to press painfully into the skin. The rider would be forced to slide up or suffer being punctured by the needles, both decisions would be painful.

I think she will need to be bound, Ravana talking to William. They made short work of the job, Briannas naked body tied up without so much as a struggle by her. Its as if she welcomed the complete surrender. Her arms were pulled high over her head, her naked body pulled tight as the rope from the ceiling grew taut. They tied ropes around her ankles, the other ends tied to a post on the side, but they gave a lot of slack. It would keep her from closing her legs but allow her to spread them wider when the dildo slid into her body. Ravana took his time oiling up the dildo, enjoying the look of terror on Briannas face as his hand oiled the shaft. No matter how much oil he put on it, she would feel it as it pulled painfully out. He pulled the stand over, sliding it until it was between her legs. He pushed down on the leaver on the floor as the dildo slowly pumped up higher and higher.

NO! NO. Please dont. She saw the huge thing pushed between her legs, the massive dildo too big to go inside her. She began to sob uncontrollably, shrieking louder as she felt the blunt end of the dildo push against her.

Take a deep breath, Brianna. Youll soon feel a fullness that you have never experienced before, Ravana laughing loudly as his foot began to pump the dildo higher.

The men watched in joyful glee as her labia were pushed aside by the slick head, spreading her open as it slowly pressed into her moist hole. Luckily she had already came once, her pussy wet and relaxed.

She felt the tremendous pressure between her legs as the blunt head of the dildo pressed inside her. Her head shot up, her mouth opening as she gasped in pain as she was slowly impaled on the massive organ. Her pussy spread around the shaft, her lips pulling back to stretch painfully as Ravana continued to pump the dildo into her body.

OH, OH, UH AARRRGGGGGHH, Brianna screaming as the relentless dildo slid into her virgin hole, the painful stretching deep inside her as the dildo continued to push into her defenseless hole unopposed, her muscles unable to keep the monster from going inside her. She could barely breathe, every bit of her body on edge as the monster dildo tore into her defenseless virgin hole, stretching and tearing its way inside. She rose up on her toes, trying to escape the cruel impalement, but the dildo followed her, pushing deeper and deeper into her body with each pump of Ravanas foot. Her toes were already aching, unable to climb any higher; the only choice was for her pussy to open beneath the onslaught of the massive head.

Over half of the head was inside her, her pussy spreading unbelievably wide as her pussy lips curled around the invading dildo. Ravana continued to pump the pedal, the dildo continuing to rise slowly into her body.

Just when she didnt think it could get any worse she screamed an inhuman shriek that rang out in the closed room. The head of the dildo had finally forced its way inside her, the thick ridge popping through the tight muscle of her vagina, her body jerking in unexpected pain, all the muscles in her thighs growing taut as she tried to rise up higher onto her toes, unsuccessful in stopping the dildo from entering her fully.

NNNNOOOO! UUUUUHHH, NNNNNOOOO! The pain was unbelievable, the thick dildo sitting inside her vagina like a giant baseball bat, stretching and tearing as her muscles fought the useless battle as it sought to force the intruder out. Her thighs trembled as she tried to go higher on her toes, anything to stop it from entering her farther, anything to take away the pain.

Ravana ran his hand over her naked thigh, feeling her taut muscles as she struggled to keep the dildo from going deeper inside her. So full, Brianna. Soon it will go in deeper, and then you can fuck yourself on it and see if you can cum again. Meanwhile Williams hands played over her ass, her cheeks glistening with sweat as she struggled to keep on her toes. Her cheeks were clenched tight, as if she was clenching on her lover inside her, not a hard and unyielding dildo.

How could he believe that this pain would make me cum? No way would she fuck herself on this monster. She could just barely accommodate it, never mind letting in slide in and out. NOOO! She felt the jerk of the dildo, Ravana pumping the pedal, more of the dildo entering her. With the head inside her, she couldnt escape it, destined to be thickly impaled as it moved deeper inside her. OOOHH, feeling the gnarled bumps rubbing her insides, her muscles tightening on them was making it worse. She could feel every bump, ridge and curve on the shaft as it was slowly forced into her body. The thick head pushed aside all resistance as it bore inside her.

Ravana pushed, the dildo sliding higher, her frantic cries each time the dildo rammed deeper in her. Her pussy lips were drawn back so far that they almost looked like they would tear, the mouth of her vagina opened obscenely wide to accept the width of the ruthless invader. Over half of it was inside her, her body jerking with each pump of the pedal. The bumps and ridges were doing their work inside her, scratching and irritating the tender, sensitive walls of her pussy. And the stretching, her inner walls forced open by the thick head.

She could barely do anything but whimper in pain; the shaft inside her feeling like a telephone pole was shoved between her legs. And each jerk of the dildo drove it deeper inside her, Brianna struggling to stay on her toes, sure that it would puncture her cervix if she relented and got off of her toes. William was stroking her ass cheeks, his finger sliding up and down her sweat-drenched crack, rubbing obscenely over her anus. But she couldnt concentrate on that, the terrible ache too much between her legs. When she thought of losing her virginity, she had no idea that it would be a monstrous dildo that would be first inside her, tearing her apart.

The dildo stand creaked with each pump of the pedal, Ravana relentless as he pumped the dildo into the young girls pussy, her sweat-drenched body writhing in pain. She shrieked one time, her body jerking up and down as the head of the massive dildo pushed against the opening to her cervix. He let her balance delicately there while her legs tired. He pushed the button, the dildo sliding back an inch but not without a new scream from Briannas lips.

EEEEEWWWW, she felt the dildo slide back a little, the pressure off of her cervix, but she felt her insides rubbed raw, as if the shaft was covered in sandpaper. Not the slippery shaft that went inside but rough, abrading the delicate lining of her pussy. And the head, it felt like it was twice as big as the flange seemed to spread her wider, opening up inside her as it pulled out. She stopped moving, her breasts rising and falling as she struggled to breathe. NO! Dont! She cried out, not sure what she wanted him to do or not do. All she knew was that any movement was more painful.

Ravana bent over to look at her pussy, her clit pulled out of its protection, large and exposed. The shaft is covered in sharks skin. Going in was easy, smooth, but the opposite way will make the barbs pull up and rub painfully against your stretched inner walls. And the head, the flange will open like a flower, but unfortunately it will stretch you open even wider. Im sure your toes and calves are tiring. Pretty soon you will have no choice but to sink down on the shaft. Then I have a new surprise for you, Brianna. His finger touched her clit, her body jerking as if she were touched by electricity. Tender, are we? He began to caress her clit with his fingertip, the sharp nail scratching over the blood-engorged organ.

She jerked and shuddered, his finger felt like a knife scratching her clit. Her insides were being rubbed raw, the bumps and ridges on the shaft feeling like fish hooks as they scraped her insides. And the painful stretching, her insides filled with the unyielding thickness of the dildo. All she could do was ride up and down, trying to contain her jerky movements to stop the pain. She felt cramps in her toes, knowing she wouldnt last much longer. Her toes quivered as she slowly lowered herself down, the painful stretching as the massive head plowed open her tight passage. She finally felt the head snuggled tightly against her cervix as her feet touched the floor, her insides clenched securely around the fake cock that stretched her open. At least it wouldnt go in any further unless Ravana stepped on the pedal. And she had William to contend with, his finger running over her slick bottom hole, teasing at the tight muscles as her anal opening quivered from the unnatural probing. She felt his fingertip slip into her anus, her anal ring sliding open on the wet finger as he forced her sphincter muscle open, his finger pressing forward until it pressed hard against the soft walls of her rectum.

Pay attention, Brianna, seeing her attention diverted, sure that William was successfully playing with her virgin asshole. There are needles in the base of the stand. When I push this button, they will begin to rise up. They are very sharp and are positioned to pierce you where your legs meet your torso. An extremely sensitive area. And where your arteries are located. If they pierce an artery, you will bleed to death very quickly. You can play the odds and hope they only pierce the skin and muscles, very painful but not deadly. Or you can rise up from the dildo. Now hold still while I pull the dildo part of the way out of you. He pushed the button, another two inches of dildo pulled painfully out of her body, Brianna crying out in pain as it jerked back down her pussy, the barbs tearing at her delicate passage.

At least she felt less full of fake cock, though she now had a finger in her asshole that she had to contend with, William never stopping the movement of his finger as he rubbed her salaciously from the inside. The dildo hurt as it pulled out. OOOWWW! She cried out when she felt the first pricks of the sharp needles, her body reacting instantly to the pain, her toes curling up as she tried to get away from the needles. She groaned as the flange pulled out, stretching and tearing, the tiny barbs on the shaft feeling like hundreds of bugs biting at her tender skin. Each time she stopped, she would cry out within seconds as the needles continued to push up, pushing her higher onto her toes, the thick head creating a tremendous vacuum behind it as it pulled from her body. Her insides were being sucked out behind the dildo. She felt her pussy spreading wider, the skin growing tauter as the thickening head pulled free from her tight ring. No more! she cried out as she rose almost to the tip of her toes, unable to go any higher to get away from the needles.

Ravana didnt tell her that he pulled the needles back, enjoying the look of terror in her face as her toes tired again, her body jerking from the spasms of cramps in her calves. She begged him to pull the needles back, unable to see between her legs, only able to see the big grin on his face.

She couldnt hold out any longer, her toes collapsing, her body sinking down onto the waiting dildo, Briannas body tense as she waited for the needles to puncture her skin. Her insides were stretched by the torturous dildo, pushing deeper into her as it opened up her tight passage to its thick width. It slid slowly into her body until the blunt head rubbed harshly against her cervix. Beside the dildo in her pussy, she was also impaled onto Williams waiting finger in her asshole, feeling the knuckles rubbing inside her as he bent his finger in her anal tract. Ravanas finger teased at her clit, snapping the hardened bud with his fingernail, almost like a boxer with a punching bag. Each time his hard nail slapped her clit, she cried out and jerked her body onto her fake lover inside.

Up again, Brianna, Ravana pushing the button for the needles, Brianna rising up with the first prick of a needle. She rose faster, her cries louder as the dildo tortured her cunt, the barbs tearing the membrane, the flange spreading wide, her cunt lips opening and clutching the rough shaft of the dildo as it pulled back out of her intimate body. As soon as the thick dildo head threatened to pull from her cunt, he released the button, the needles retiring inside the base. Down now, Brianna. He snapped her clit with his fingernail until she cried out as the hard nail made a thud on her sensitive clit.

Another finger was testing her anal ring, stretching it slowly as the thick knuckle of a second finger joined the first, pushing into her secret hole, moving as it tested the elasticity of her virgin hole, bending and pushing against the soft walls of her anal tract. Her cheeks clenched uncontrollably, her ass muscles gripping the fingers as the dildo slid out of her. She obeyed without question, not sure why. Was it fear of what he would do, the needles only inches from my body? Or was it this terrible itch I have between my legs? An itch that was only inflamed as the dildo rubbed her insides raw. EEEGGHHH, as she sank back down on the fake cock, sliding back up to feel it rubbing her insides until she was sure they were bleeding. Ravana was playing her clit like it was a fine instrument, tapping it lightly, then a powerful snap of his fingers sending shooting pain into her pleasure button.

Her cunt opened and closed around the fake cock almost as if she were enjoying the stretching. She screamed out each time the dildo rubbed her insides, but her frantic movements were not just from pain. She felt the heat of arousal between her legs, the pain mixing with the pleasure of taking something so big in her virgin hole. And the fingers of the men, the ones in her asshole opening her anal ring, riding her sphincter as they fucked in and out in rhythm with the dildo in her pussy. Ravana making her clit swell in pleasure, in spite of the harsh treatment as his fingers rubbed and pulled the engorged organ. She had never been so full and manipulated by men before, her bound body only fueling the fire between her legs. Her hips began to move as she responded to the thick dildo, clenching her muscles as if it were a lovers cock inside her, her cries of pleasure, not pain, any longer. And the pain still hurt, but it fueled her arousal.

My little pain slut is ready to cum, arent you, Brianna? He yanked hard on her clit, stretching the organ until she cried out her shame.

Yes! Yes, please let me cum! Her body turned red in shame as she humped up and down on the thick dildo inside her, pushing her clit against the fingers that pinched it too hard, even shoving her ass back on the thick fingers that invaded her asshole, the burning as her anal ring stretched wide over the thick fingers that pierced her private hole.

Ravana rode her clit as she came, the orgasm overcoming her young body, the sweat dripping from her as she humped up and down uncontrollably, oblivious to the damage the dildo was doing to her insides. He watched as her cunt gushed her juices, drenching the dildo, dripping down her thighs to puddle on the floor beneath her.

Her body jerked and shuddered as the mind-bending orgasm hit her unexpectedly. In spite of the pain, or maybe because of it, she felt the orgasm start between her legs and spread through her whole body, including an unexpected tingling in her asshole, her muscles gripping the thick fingers that intimately explored her asshole. She screamed out in pleasure, humiliated for allowing the men to excite her to the point of orgasm when she couldnt even do it herself. It took almost five minutes for her body to stop moving, finally slumping down on the huge dildo inside her, her insides feeling like mush. The fingers stayed in her asshole until her muscles finally pushed them out.

Please, take it out of me. She felt the burning inside her pussy, the acknowledgement of the damage the dildo had done to her.

Not yet, Brianna. You need to ride it once more. And cum for me again. I know you can do it. William will help you. Ravana handed William the anal probe. It was long, over eight inches, the shaft pliable so it would bend as it passed through her intestines. The end of it was a large knot, the size of a large grape. A very large grape. And along the shaft were three more. He showed it to Brianna. With this up your ass.

No more. I cant cum anymore, she begged. But the evil men didnt seem to hear her.

Up you go, Brianna. Or else you will feel the needles again. Ravana pushed the button until the first needle priced her sensitive skin, Brianna jerking up from the pain, raising up, her pussy rubbed harshly as the barbs scraped her insides.

William pressed the grape-like ball against her asshole, the wet hole slowly spreading open to accept it willingly, his fingers forcing her muscles into submission. She cried out when it popped in, the muscles forcing it quickly inside her as her sphincter snapped shut. William continued to press in, the next ball battering at the breached hole until the ball was swallowed up. The third ball was easy, her anal ring already forced into submission, the last ball slid into her colon.

She felt the probe on her asshole, trying to relax her muscles, but it was hard when something that big was slowly being forced up her ass. She felt the stretching of her anal ring, the probe pushed harder and harder until it forced the middle of the grape through the hole, her sphincter grabbing onto the shorter side and sliding it into her rectum as she gasped in surprise. William didnt even wait for her to get accustomed to it, pushing the first grape up her anal tract as the next one pressed against her anus. She pushed out on her muscles, feeling her insides sucking up the next grape-like bulb with greater ease. It slipped in, the third and the final grape sliding in, her asshole stretched and filled with the four grapes, feeling like soft turds sitting in her colon. Ravana was forcing her up and down on the rasping dildo, her insides feeling like they were raw meat, unable to stop unless she wanted to suffer the painful puncture of the needles. And now Ravana was manipulating her clit again, teasing her pleasure button until she felt the all-too-familiar yearning between her legs for the third time. She couldnt do anything but ride the mens toys. Her asshole was stretched open and closed as the probe was pulled out, her anal ring clinging to the grape-sized ball until it popped out and her ring snapped shut on the shaft. This time it was the anal probe that drove the orgasm from her body, her virgin hole taking the probe as it fucked her like a cock. When they finished making me cum, would they want their pleasure from my body? Would they take me in the some places their toys did? What would it feel like to have a real, hot fleshy cock in my pussy? Or would William want to push his cock into my asshole like the probe? Would I be able to take their organs and milk the cum from their balls? Her mind raced with thoughts of all the perverse acts they would force upon her body, only adding to the pleasure that was building in her young body again.

She looked like her mind was somewhere else, but her body was working like she was a pro, humping up and down on the thick dildo in spite of the pain, her asshole being reamed out by William and his long probe. She was panting like a whore in heat. It took longer, but she succumbed to the passion, cumming for the two men in twenty minutes, her cunt ejaculating profusely, almost like a man.

There was no shame any longer in her actions, only pleasure, pleasure in doing what the men wanted of her. It was as though she was doing what she was to please them, her orgasm her reward for obeying. And cum she did, cumming like she could never do herself. They finally helped her off the dildo, her pussy aching as the thick head pulled painfully from her body. She slumped to the floor, looking up to see both men taking off their clothes, two hard cocks bouncing up and down as they stripped naked. She didnt know what would be required of her, but she almost welcomed the feel of a real man inside her. No matter where inside her.



Chatper 6
Gang Raping the She-Bitch

They came down the hall, Shannon sitting up on the dirty cot when she heard the keys rattling in the cell door. Her hands were still cuffed behind her back, her left breast still hanging out of her bra and blouse, unable to fix it when they threw her back into her cell. There were four of them, three white men in suits and a black guard. They eyed her body like she was a wounded animal and they were ready to pounce on her.

NO! Nooo! She cried out when they yanked her up from the cot. A hand came out of nowhere, slapping her across her cheek, her head thrown violently to one side, stars blazing in her head. The hand hit the other cheek, backhanding her, his knuckles ripping into her cheek, feeling her cheek already swelling. She stumbled on her feet as they dragged her out of the cell and down the hall.

Simone felt sorry for Shannon as they dragged her out, seeing the tears in her eyes as she sobbed noisily. Simone was curled in her cot naked, her asshole throbbing from the rape, her mouth still tasting the salty cum. And every inch of her body was sore from the whipping. She couldnt do anything to protect herself, never mind the girls. They were on their own now.

They threw Shannon in a room, the four of them closing the door behind them. The room was empty; they wouldnt need much except the floor. Shannon stood in the middle of the room, terror on her face, tears running down her cheek, the side of her head continuing to swell up.

Whhhattt dddo you want? She was afraid of the answer, the men looking at her with obvious lust in their eyes. The bulge in their pants showed their arousal. She had never been with a boy before; the only thing resembling a cock ever between her legs was a dildo.

James was a close friend of Governor Ravana, President of the only bank on the island, the unofficial Treasurer for the Island Province. The position allows him additional perks, Ravana generous in allowing him to enjoy the girls that were brought to the basement. His Vice President Thomas and the Branch Manager Samuel accompanied him tonight, James willing to share his good fortune with his employees. James looked at the young girl, almost the same age as his daughter. Heather had said that this one was a lesbian, showing them the video of her raping Brianna in the Jacuzzi.

I think its fitting that she should suffer the same fate, Heathers voice still ringing in his ears. Make it hurt, Heather known to be a sadist, enjoying subjecting the female prisoners to the most horrendous pain. And James loved watching Heather work on the girls, making them cum and then subjecting them to the pain.

James didnt need any further encouragement. He looked at Shannon, her left breast hanging out, red marks where the guards squeezed too hard. She was tall, long legs, James already imagining ways to position her as they raped her.

I saw the video of you raping Brianna. He saw her lower her head in shame. Do you like forcing young girls to do things to you?

Of course these perverts had taped them all. She should have known it. Had everyone seen it? It wasnt rape, she shot back. She wanted it.

With her hands bound with her bikini? Im not sure she had a lot of choice. Well see if you are as agreeable. Im James, this is Thomas and Samuel. Just so you know who are going to rape you. They pounced on her before she could even respond.

WWWWHHOOSSSH, the air was pushed from her lungs, someone hitting her hard in the stomach, crouched over as she tried to catch her breath. Hands yanked her head up, grabbing a fistful of hair until she felt the follicles ripping out at the roots, her eyes tearing up from the terrible pain. She couldnt defend herself, her wrists cuffed behind her before she could react. Four men against one, was not good odds. A hand slapped back and forth across her face, one side to the other, her teeth rattling from the powerful blows, her lip bleeding as her teeth were shoved into her lips. Her head was ringing, bent back by the pull of her head. Then someone hit her in the guts again, lower down, doubling her over in pain, her hair released. She fought the urge to vomit.

Get up, bitch, James yanking her by the short blonde hair until she was on her knees, her head pulled back until she was staring at the ceiling. Thomas undid the handcuffs, throwing them to the side.

She tried to fight them off when they released her hands, pushing against them. A fist hit her chin, stars blazing in her head as her head was rocked by the powerful blow. Her hands went limp as she felt the blouse ripped from her, tearing as they pulled it, digging into her shoulders until the fabric gave way. She jerked away from the knife that stabbed into her back, her bra cut away and falling to the floor. She tried to put her hands up, but they were slapped away easily. Then the hands attacked her breasts, so many of them slapping her smallish breasts. A knee came up between her legs, smashing into her pubic bone with a jarring jolt, Shannon falling to the floor, clutching between her legs. She was sure they were going to kill her. Beaten to death.

Two of them grabbed her, yanking her up by the front of her shorts, the button tearing off as they yanked the zipper down, sliding the shorts down her long legs. Thomas stepped on her foot with his boot. Spread your leg, bitch, or Ill break every bone in your foot. He pressed harder as she cried out in pain. She spread her one leg out, Thomas taking the opportunity to knee her in her cunt again, his knee smashing hard into her pubic bone. This time Samuel was behind her, keeping her from bending over. Youre not going anywhere, bitch. Another knee in her groin, her screams louder making James cock grew in excitement. He swung his hand, catching her between the legs with the palm of his hand, goosing her as his fingers clenched on her mound. Love bald cunts. He ripped her panties to shreds with his powerful grip leaving her standing naked before him. A punch in the solar plexus sent her crumbling to the floor, breathing heavily as she tried to fill her oxygen-starved lungs.

The three of them got naked quickly, standing over her, James stroking his cock. Im first, asserting his authority.

She could barely see through her tear-stained eyes. She ached all over, the men punching her until she could hardly breathe. And her lips were swollen, the inside of her mouth tasting of the blood from the punches. How could they do such a thing to a girl? Civilized men dressed in business suits? She looked up and saw them now, naked, their cocks bouncing in front of her. She hated men. And their cocks. They spread her out on the floor, Thomas behind her, grabbing her wrists and pulling them high above her head. James pushed his knees between her legs, pinching her thighs with his fingers until she obliged and spread her legs for him. He slapped her inner thighs until they stung, then he took out his anger on her pussy, slapping her hard on her mound, the hard floor making her take the full impact of his powerful slaps. Three times he hit her mound, her labia feeling like they were swelling up. She could feel his hot dick bouncing on her thigh, feeling like it was scalding her flesh.

Ill show you what your cunt is good for, bitch! He lay down on top of her, keeping up on his knees so he could reach between them and fist his cock. He began to rub it up and down her slit, not to get her wet, just to make him harder. And harder he became; the thought of raping her making his cock grow. Hold her tight, she isnt going to like this. He took the head of his cock and pressed it between her lips, the throbbing head pushed against the tight opening of her pussy.

She could feel it trying to enter her, Shannon clenching her muscles, trying to keep his raping cock from her body. She struggled, Thomas holding her wrists so tight that her fingers tingled, the blood cut off. Her legs were spread, unable to close them as James lay between them. EEEEEEEEGGGGGHHHHH! Her scream was inhuman, James shoving into her dry pussy with a powerful thrust. He grunted in exertion, his powerful hips shoving over half of it inside her before her muscles could stop it from going any farther. It was so big, throbbing inside, jerking as her muscles clenched to force the raping cock from her body.

James felt her muscle give way under the onslaught, his cock shoving into the dry passage, feeling like sandpaper was rubbing over his shaft. Her insides clenched so tight on the head of his cock. It felt like her pussy was a hot vise squeezing the head until all the blood rushed from the tip. He got half way in before she stopped him. He grabbed her tits, his hands squeezing them until the nipples almost burst. He felt her pussy muscles relax, the new pain requiring all her energy. Got you! He pulled out until her muscles gripped the head, reversing direction as his hips drove his cock back into her dry passage. Her head rose up and another scream was torn from her lips, over three-quarters of his cock inside her. He looked down, his cock splitting her open, her hips moving from side to side to try to escape from the terrible rape, but her insides nibbled on the shaft of his cock with such delicious tremors.

It felt like a blunt log was being shoved inside her, his cock driving in and out, his hands abusing her breasts until she cried out in pain. He began to fuck her, dragging his cock out almost all the way out, pausing just long enough to gather up his strength. Then he shoved in, pounding into her pussy inch by inch, Shannon afraid he would tear her apart. She tried to fight but was only able to move her hips an inch, his heavy body keeping her pinned to the floor, his cock deep inside her, driving her hard with each punishing thrust. She saw his face, a big grin on it, his cock jerking inside as he pushed so deep inside her that she expected to feel him come out the other side.

How do you like that, Shannon? A real cock inside your cunt. Thomas teased her as James belly slapped hard against her, making her take the full measure of his cock with each punishing stroke. His cock was pink; a light coat of blood on his raping weapon, her body jerking each time he sank into the depths of her pussy, Shannon gasping in pain.

Bastards, she cried out, but it only angered him, his hips a blur as his cock pushed in and out in this cruel rape. He had grabbed one leg, pulling it up and to the side until she felt it almost break, his hips unobstructed as he continued his pounding into her pussy. Her insides were rubbed raw; her muscles beat into submission as she suffered the terrible rape. The others watched her with such glee on their faces, enjoying the pained look on her face. She felt the cock growing inside her, getting bigger. It suddenly dawned on her. He was going to cum. And inside her. NO! Dont cum in me. Youll get me pregnant. She thought more of that than the pain between her legs. Then she felt it. His cock seemed to swell, his head going high up into the air as he cried out in pleasure. And then it jetted inside her, blasting her pussy with hot cum, Shannon sobbing at the thought of this cruel rape bringing her a baby. His cock jerked and shuttered inside her, each time another load of cum filling her pussy with his foul seed.

How do you like having a belly full of cum, Shannon? Theres a lot more of that for you. James got off of her as her body lay spread on the floor, his cum dripping from her raped pussy, mixed with her blood to puddle on the floor beneath her.

She couldnt even get up, her muscles cramping, weak from the rape. Thomas released her hands, but before she could do anything, James pulled them back, leaning over her, his mouth finding one of her bare breasts, his teeth biting harshly into the tip. EEEWWWW, it felt like his teeth were razors, cutting back and forth over her nipple until she thought he would cut it off.

Bring her over here. Thomas lay down on the floor, his hand holding his cock up high. Sit her on me.

At least her nipple was released from his mouth and teeth, looking down to see the swollen nipple covered with blood on the tip where he had bitten too hard. Her body was yanked up, Shannon unable to do anything as she was pulled over to Thomas, looking down to see them lowering her onto his waiting cock. She felt it pushing against her pussy, at least she was wet now from James cum. The cock pushed in, Shannon forced down by her own body weight, Thomas pushing up with his hips to meet her, sinking more of his cock inside her. Thomass cock was thicker, Shannon feeling it open her up more, sliding into her body like a giant snake. Samuel was pushing down on her shoulders until she was mounted on Thomas, his cock splitting her up the middle, feeling like a giant iron bar was inside her.

Ride him, bitch! Samuel slapped the side of her head.

She had no choice, sliding up and down on his cock. At least it didnt hurt so much moving in and out, James cum providing the necessary lubrication that Shannon didnt provide. Thomas sat up, pushing his face into her breasts, biting and chewing on her breasts and nipples, making her hips buck and jerk on his cock. She was sobbing harder now, her pussy just one big, sore hole. She was being raped a second time, the men so cruel, hurting her if she didnt cooperate in her own rape.

Thomas put his arms around her, pinning her arms to her sides as he bounced her up and down on his cock, just a fuck toy for his pleasure. Samuel wasnt about to wait for Thomas, not caring to slide his dick into a cum-drenched hole when there was a fresh, virgin hole that was begging to be raped. His wife never allowed him near her asshole, but Shannon had no choice. He pressed up against her, pushing her down, Thomas lying back when he understood what Samuel meant to do.

She suddenly realized what was about to happen but could do nothing to stop it. Her hands were pinned to her sides, Thomas pulling her down on him, her naked ass sticking up into the air, defenseless. Then she felt him, trying to turn around to face him, but Thomas held her tight, forcing her body up and down, each time her own weight sending her pounding down onto the cock, feeling like a stake was driving through her each time.

OOOOHHH NNNNNOOO AAAWWWGGHHH NNNOOOTTT TTTHHHEERREEE! She screamed as she felt his cock pressed between her cheeks. She clenched them tight, gripping the head of his cock with her crack, refusing to let go.

Samuel felt her grip his cock with her ass cheeks, her powerful muscles bringing such delight to the head of his cock. But her sweat-drenched ass cheeks lubricated his cock, pressing deeper into her tight cheeks until he felt the clenching muscles of her asshole. Such heat, the tiny hole quivering under the onslaught of his cock. He pushed harder, her anal ring slowly expanding to accept his raping cock, Samuel clenching his cheeks as he drove the head hard into her asshole, her anal ring giving up the fight and grasping his cock just beneath the head as if it were in a vise. Such a hot, damp hole, her muscles clenching and unclenching uncontrollably, the head of his cock buried into her virgin rectum.

IIITTT HUURTTTTS TTTOO MUCCCHH! TAAKKEE ITTTT OUTTTTT! It was bad enough having a cock inside her pussy, stretching and tearing her tight hole, but now she had a cock in her ass, tearing at her anal ring as it sank deeper into her guts. No way would both of them fit between her legs. There just wasnt enough room.

EEEEEEEEEEHHH! Samuel shoved more cock into her asshole, Thomas willing to lay there while her pussy muscles uncontrollably gripped his cock in response to the rape of her asshole. Samuel started to pull his cock out of her asshole, feeling the pressure as the thick head of his cock created a vacuum, her insides caving in behind it. He pulled almost all the way out, loving the way her pink bung hole clung to the head of his cock, pulling out as it gripped the head almost lovingly. He shoved back in, half of his cock sliding into her guts, shoving aside all resistance as he felt the hot, tight intestines grip his cock in a blanket of warmth. He began to pick up the pace, Shannons body under him jerking each time he shoved too hard, pushing on the walls of her intestines. He could not believe the pleasure her asshole brought to him.

It felt like a telephone pole was shoved up her ass, forcing her back to straighten, the cock sending shooting cramps to her stomach when he shoved in too hard. And now Thomas was coming alive again, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy until it felt like one steel cock was splitting her up the middle. There was no mercy as they raped her, one in her pussy, the other raping her ass, stretching it to accept the rigid prick. They would fuck her, one in, the other pulling out, speeding up until they were going so fast that both of them drove into her body so hard she was sure they would meet in the middle and tear her open from the inside. There was only one hope for her to survive this terrible duel rape. Cum in me, she begged them both. It seemed to spur them on, their pounding thrusts harder, their cocks swelling, Shannon knowing what was going to happen this time.

Samuel couldnt hold out any longer, her muscles quivering up and down his shaft like hundreds of fingers masturbating him. He shoved in so deep, hearing her fresh cry of pain as he banged hard into the bend of her intestine, his cock jerking deep in her bowels. And then he exploded; his cum shooting up from his balls to blast her guts with his hot cum. Each time he spurted, her muscles would clench, causing another more violent spurt of cum to shoot into her guts.

It was so shameful, feeling his hot cum blasting deep into her intestines, flooding a passage that was not meant to be entered from the outside. Her asshole was beaten into submission, his cock pistioning in and out with abandonment, spewing his cock into her asshole. And now Thomas was cumming in her pussy, Shannon sure that she would be pregnant by time they finished raping her. At least all of them had cum.

They slowly pulled out of her; her asshole clinging to Samuels cock even as her muscles pushed his semi-hard cock from the tight hole. When his cock pulled free, he yanked Shannon off of Thomas, a scream from her lips as the cock was pulled painfully from inside her. She collapsed on the floor, clutching her belly, her asshole dripping the last of Samuels cum, her tiny hole now red and swollen.

She now had two loads of cum in her pussy and one up her ass, Shannon exhausted from the cruel rape. EEEEEEHHHHHH! Her head was pulled up by her hair, her face turned until she was staring at a black cock that danced inches from her face. It was the guard, naked, his erect cock wanting relief.

The guard slapped her face until the tears were again rolling down her face. Youre going to suck my cock, cunt. You so much as nick my cock with your teeth and Ill knock everyone one of them out of your mouth and then face fuck your toothless mouth. His cock was over seven inches and hard as steel. The rape of the white bitch had turned him on, never having been with a white girl before. He rubbed the head of his cock over her lips, her mouth limply opening in submission. Yeah, take it in slowly, bitch. I want to enjoy seeing you suck my black cock.

She had no choice, the hot flesh of his cock pressed to her lips. She reluctantly took the head of his cock into her mouth, carefully folding her lips over her teeth, afraid of so much as nicking his cock. She knew he would do what he said. She could taste the sweat and cum already leaking from the head of his cock in her mouth, flooding her taste buds with the foul, salty taste. She moved her head forward, taking more of the cock, her lips pressed around the shaft as the head of his cock sank into her mouth. She had never sucked a cock before, but her head moved back and forth, her lips clenched tightly around the shaft to make it as tight as possible. His groans of pleasure signaled that she was doing it right. She tried to put the thought of what he would do when he came out of her mind, concentrating on the cock that was growing longer and thicker in her mouth.

She might like girls, but she was a natural-born cock sucker. Her mouth was so hot and tight around his cock, and the pleasure of seeing her white face and pink lips wrapped around his black shaft made his balls tingle with excitement as he fought the urge to cum. Use your tongue, thrusting his hips, half of his cock sliding through her lips and deeper into her mouth. Her tongue went to work on the head of his cock, sliding back and forth over the tip until he felt the cum leaking out, clenching his sphincter as he fought the urge to cum. He wanted more; he wanted to shove his cock down her throat before he came.

She had no choice, her tongue lashing out, the thick creme leaking from the head of his cock as her tongue raced over it, sitting heavily on her tongue, her face grimacing from the foul taste. His hips were working his cock in and out of her mouth, his hands going to the side of her head and holding her still. She could feel his cock pushing to the back of her mouth, banging up against her throat. His cock was too big to get into her mouth, her hands reaching up to stop it from going too deep.

Put your hands down, behind your back, and dont move them! He could have bound her, but he wanted her to submit of her own accord. And she did, her hands crossed behind her back as if they were bound. He controlled her head, his hips rocking back and forth, his thick cock splitting her lips. He tilted her head back, making her throat a straight line. His cock pushed to the back of her mouth, banging hard against her throat. He held her tight, pressing his hips forward, the head of his cock pressed against the tight opening of her throat.

It was huge; the head of his cock blocking her throat, Shannons nostrils flaring open as she tried to breathe. She struggled to keep her hands behind her back, scared of the guard and what he might do to her. His hands were tightening on her head, squeezing her head too tight. His cockhead was insistent, pressing hard against the tiny hole of her throat. He pulled her head up until she was staring into his eyes.

Take it, cunt! The guard couldnt wait any longer, his cockhead squeezing into the tight hole, the pressure intense as Shannon struggled. It felt like his cock was compressed into a tiny ball, squeezing painfully into the tight passage, the guard grunting in exertion as he forced his cock into her throat.

Her hands went up to push him away, forgetting all the warnings, unable to take the thick cock as it tried to squeeze into her throat. She couldnt breathe, her lungs starving for air, the thick, hard cock just too big to fit into a tiny hole. EEEGGHH, choking as the flesh tried to force itself into her gullet. Her stomach turned, gagging as the guard pushed.

He slapped her hands away, his cock popping free of her throat. He pulled his cock out of her mouth, slapping her face twice, catching each cheek with the flat of his hand, her head swinging back and forth under the onslaught of the blows. Keep them down. I wont tell you again. He pulled her face back onto his cock, her mouth opening willingly, her lips grasping the shaft of his cock. His hands tightened, seeing her arms behind her back as he pushed his cock into the back of her mouth. This time he didnt stop, shoving hard with his hips, his slick cock slipping into her throat, feeling the muscles give as he shoved into the tight hole.

She braced herself, unable to stop him. He shoved his cock into her mouth; his hand hurting as he squeezed too tight. It felt like she was swallowing a log, gagging as it passed through the back of her mouth and into her throat before she knew what had happened. It felt like a snake was burrowing into her stomach, her throat muscles trying to push his cock out, but he was too strong. GGGHHH, EEEGGH. Shannon choking and gagging as the guard began to fuck her throat, the thick head of his cock feeling like a giant plunger in the tightness of her throat. Her throat felt raw as he took her like a rag doll, her mouth just a convenient hole for his cock, Shannon afraid of when he would cum.

He pushed harder, almost all of his cock in her mouth and throat, pulling her head until her lips were pressed up against his stomach. She struggled to get away, but her hands never moved from behind her, her red cheeks a reminder of what he had done to her to make her so submissive. If felt like tiny hands in her throat, rippling up and down his cock as he plunged in and out of her throat. He wouldnt last much longer; each time she choked, the cum would swell in his balls, eager to dump his cum in her mouth.

His prickly pubic hairs tickled her nose; her mouth pressed so tight against his groin, she was sure that he was trying to drive his cock into her stomach. It felt so long, snaking into her gullet; Shannon unable to stop choking, her stomach turning over painfully, afraid of vomiting while the cock was in her throat, sure that it would choke her to death. Her head was growing dizzy from lack of air, the guard refusing to take his cock out of her mouth and throat, Shannon using her tongue on his shaft in hopes of making him cum. It was the only way she could end this painful mouth rape.

For a white, lesbian bitch, she was good at sucking cock. He was ready to cum, reluctantly pulling his cock from her throat. He heard her gasping for air, her naked breasts rising and falling as she struggled to breathe. Her tongue continued to lap at his cock, teasing over the head until he felt the cum racing up from his balls. He pumped his cock with one hand, the other pulling her mouth over his cock. EEEEWWWWWW! He cried out in unexpected pleasure as the cum shot from his cock into her waiting mouth.

She knew he was going to cum in her mouth, but at least she could breathe, filling her lungs with precious air, all the while using her tongue on him in hopes of ending this terrible mouth rape. It seemed like hours that his cock was in her mouth, her tongue tired, her lips stretched too wide around the thick shaft. She felt the cock swell in her mouth, and then it hit her, a powerful blast of hot cum shooting to the back of her mouth, part of it sliding into her throat, choking as it went down the wrong passage. There was so much of it, bathing her tongue with the thick, hot creme, the salty taste permeating every nook and cranny in her mouth. She struggled not to swallow it, hoping she could spit it out when he was finished. And she hoped he was finished, but his hands pumped his cock, masturbating into her mouth. His cock jerked and twitched a second time, her tongue catching another load of ropey cum shooting out onto her tongue, her cheeks ballooning out as she tried to contain his abundant sperm.

He shot a second and third load of cum into her mouth, seeing her struggle not to swallow it. He finally finished; the tingling still in his cock as her tongue licked his shrinking cock with such tenderness. He lifted her head up, his hand going to her throat, sliding up and down the smooth, white skin. Swallow it, Shannon. Take all of my cum into your belly. He caressed her throat until he felt her complying, gulping loudly as she struggled to swallow the mouthful of thick, ropey cum.

He wouldnt take his cock from her mouth until she swallowed, gasping as she tried to force the thick creme into her belly. It felt like a soft ball sliding down into her stomach, Shannon fighting the urge to vomit. His hand rubbed her throat until she complied with his perverse task, her belly full of hot sperm. At least it was over, her mouth, pussy and asshole raped and full of cum. Now they would leave her alone. He moved away from her and she cried out. NNNNNOOOO!

There stood four more guards, naked, their proud cocks bouncing in front of them, their hands stroking them to greater hardness as they watched the white girl get mouth fucked. The General said they could have this one, rushing eagerly to get in line and be one of the first. The last one in her would have to swim in a river of other mens cum.

They pulled her up as if she were a puppet, standing her up, one of them in front of her, one in back. She could feel their hot cocks bumping against her skin, feeling like they were burning her.

Spread your legs, bitch. The one in front of her stared at her, his face only inches from hers.

His breath smelled; his voice evil sounding as he ordered her to spread her legs. She wasnt sure she could take another pounding in her pussy, still sore from the previous rapes. She reluctantly opened her legs, spreading out as the guard fisted his cock, rubbing it up and down her cum-drenched slit. He didnt even give her a chance to finish spreading her legs, thrusting hard into her, his cock shoved deep into her pussy. She tried to push away from the raping cock but bumped into the guard behind her, another hot cock pressed against her ass cheeks.

Wider, cunt, spread them like the whore you are. The guard behind her was eager to get into the white girls ass. She spread her legs farther, the guard spitting on his cock until it glistened in the light. He slapped her ass cheeks, making them jiggle like Jell-O, the white flesh turning pink as he heated them up. He pulled her cheeks apart, feeling her useless attempt to clench them, his hands too powerful as his fingers dug into the flesh of her cheeks until her crack was parted, her swollen and abused asshole revealed. He pushed the head of his cock against the tiny hole, hearing her groan in pain as he pressed forward.

There was already a cock inside her pussy, the one guard in front of her already beginning to rape her when she felt the one behind her. Her ass cheeks stung as he spanked her, but it was when his fingernails dug into her cheeks until they opened, her asshole revealed and vulnerable, she felt his cock placed against her raped asshole. He thrust in, not caring how much he hurt her. Her asshole ripped open by the hard cock, opening up the wounds of the previous ass rape; his cock entering her ruptured asshole to push deep into her guts. It hurt more the second time, Shannon knowing exactly what he would do, feeling his cock begin to fuck her asshole, not caring as it ripped her open. Her anal ring spread wide around his shaft, stretched to the point of almost tearing. She was being split up the middle by two raping cocks, Shannon almost forced to sit on them as they took her in back and front.

Her naked body was shoved back and forth between the two guards, one thrust into her raped orifice shoving her hips the opposite way to escape the savage rape, only to find her other hole speared by the ass raping cock. Her body was buffeted between the two rapists. And now one began to claw at her breasts. Not gentle caresses, but his fingers dug into the flesh, especially her nipples, not to pleasure her but to inflict pain on her. And when the one in her asshole felt she was neglecting him he would spank her ass cheeks until her muscles clenched defensively in pain, clenching on the duel cocks that were raping her.

The guards drove into her, the one in her asshole trying to see how far he could shove it inside her. He pushed hard, her muscles fighting every inch of cock he fed into her asshole until his belly was pressed against her ass cheeks. His hands held her tightly against him. Drive it into her, he told the other guard. She screamed as he did, her body impaled by two massive cocks that threatened to split her up the middle.

It felt like their cocks were going to come out of her mouth, her body pinned between Shannons two rapists, their cocks jerking inside her. It hurt, feeling like swords were shoved inside her. Then they both began to pull out, feeling her organs dragged out behind the thick cocks. Their cocks hung at the opening to her holes before they shoved back in, another scream tore from her lips as they tore into her battered holes. It hurt so much, humiliated as they used her like a whore, the other two guards stroking their cocks as they waited their turn with her. The two with her didnt last long, the one in her asshole the first to cum inside her so deep that her stomach cramped from the huge flesh that split her open. It hurt as it got bigger, showering her guts with his cum, the one in her pussy feeling the pleasure of his friend inside her and unleashing his hot, ropey cum into her pussy. She was speared by two spewing cocks, her insides showered with cum.

When they pulled out of her, Shannon couldnt even stand by herself, her body battered too much by the rapes, falling to the floor. The other two guards were not to be delayed, Shannon forced into the doggy position, her body slapped when she didnt get into the position they wanted fast enough. Her breasts hung down beneath her body, the one behind her spreading her legs until her cheeks were parted, the white cum still running from her raped asshole to puddle beneath her. He pulled her ass up, shoved her back down, arching her submissively. She was afraid of where he would fuck her, but she had little time to think about it. The one in front lifted her head up, yanking her by her hair until her mouth opened in pain, his cock conveniently fucked into the open hole with a powerful thrust. While she was trying to accommodate the one in her mouth, her asshole was raped again. This time the cock entering her ass with one powerful thrust that sent his cock to the depths of her bowels until her cramps rippled around the invading weapon. They raped her; her body bounced back and forth between the two of them. The one in her asshole would pull out, thrusting into her pussy. He would pump her two or three times and then return to sodomize her asshole again. The one in her mouth was patient, though he should be. His cock was buried deep in her throat, his hands holding her head tightly against his stomach while he enjoyed her clenching throat.

The two guards came in the young girl, spewing their potent cum into her holes. They reluctantly pulled out, watching as the torrent of white cum dripped from her raped holes.

The door opened and four more guards came in, quickly stripping naked, wanting to rape the young white girl that they had heard so much about.

Shannon didnt do anything, too weak from the multiple rapes. Her body was tossed into whatever position they wanted, her legs spread too far, even for a gymnast. They took her all at once, the four of them rotating from one hole to the other, her hand forced to masturbate the one that was left without a hole like he had just lost musical chairs. The one in her ass went to her mouth; Shannon forced to lick the soiled cock. Thick cocks raped her ass and pussy, pounding into her defenseless holes. They came in her, Shannon losing count as they kept coming in, taking the place of the one that had grown soft after cumming. Her breasts were pinched and prodded until they ached with even the gentlest touch. Her asshole was raped so many times that her hole wouldnt even close, gaping wide open to receive the next rapists cock into her intestines. They enjoyed pounding into her, making her cry out in pain.

She was fucked four times in the ass, put on her back, her legs pushed up behind her ears, her pussy raped again and again. By the time they were finished with her, two hours had passed, leaving her naked body on the floor, a pool of cum underneath her. She was on her belly, her legs spread as the last one lay on top of her, his prong shoved deep into her ass, raping the abused hole while her body jerked from the powerful thrusts. She barely felt it any longer, her body battered into submission. He climbed off of her, leaving her alone, the door closing and locking behind him. They left her sobbing, naked, raped and humiliated.



Chapter 7
Pleasing the Master

Even though they had pulled her off the machine, Madeline could still feel the electricity racing through her body. Especially in her pussy and asshole. She had never been treated that way before. She could always twist a boy around her finger like a puppet. This was different. Heather made her feel things that Madeline couldnt even do to herself. And Heather made Madeline cum while the electricity was racing through her most intimate body, humiliating her in front of all of them, her naked body bouncing around in the unexpected orgasm. She didnt know what caused it. She should have been revolted by what they were doing to her. And then there was the pain. The electricity was painful as it tore through her insides. How could I have cum while the pain was all around me?

Madeline heard the key in the lock, pulling the blanket over her naked body as she lay on the cot, the door squeaking open. A guard entered, eying her.

Get up, cunt! General Chernobog wants you. He looked at the young girl as sat on the cot. Leave the blanket, you wont need it.

Can I have some clothes? She held the blanket around her.

You wont need any. The General would have you naked as soon as you walk in. Youre going to learn how to please your Master. Or else what he will do to you will pale with what the Governor and Heather did. He watched as she let the blanket fall to the bed, standing up naked, one hand trying to shield her tits, the other shyly between her legs.

She feared General Chernobog more than Governor Ravana. She walked in front of the guard, feeling his eyes burning a hole through her as he eyed her naked ass as she walked, trying to keep her hips and ass from swaying sensuously, used to teasing boys with her cute ass.

She was marched into the room, the General waiting, naked as she was. She couldnt take her eyes off of his cock, the organ at least a foot long. And black. It was as big as a babys arm. The head had a thick ridge around it, two heavy balls hanging down between his legs, thick, prickly hair covering them. Hed kill her with that weapon.

General Chernobog smiled at her, his hand stroking his cock, loving the look on her face as she stared at his cock. She would take all of it. Or else. She was the prettiest of the girls but also a real cock teaser. Hopefully Heather and the electricity took the resistance out of her. Over here; let me see you better.

She reluctantly walked over to him, seeing his hands already outstretched. He put his arms around her, pulling her naked body up against his, Madeline feeling the giant organ pressed against her stomach, the flesh so hot. He rubbed against her, feeling his organ jerking in pleasure as it rubbed on her silky skin. She felt ashamed as he humped her like a dog in heat.

General Chernobogs hands slid down her back to cup her ass cheeks, feeling her jerk against him, trying to get away, but he had her arms pinned to her side so she could do nothing but squirm against him, making his cock grow excited from her sensuous movements. She had a nice firm ass, the Generals hands roaming freely over her cheeks. He slid a finger along the crack of her ass, feeling her cheeks clench as his finger ran along the sweat-drenched crack. He allowed her to stop him, or at least let her believe that she could. For it was time to get her bound, and he had some of his favorite toys in this room. He let her go, moving back a few inches, his cock still bobbing in front of him, jerking as it bounced on her stomach.

She felt the wet spot on her stomach, knowing it was from the Generals cock, afraid to touch it even though it bothered her just as much to feel the wetness on her stomach. His hands were touching her breasts, Madeline fighting the urge to shove him away, but he was too big to fight him off. And she knew the consequences if she did. His hands were actually gentle, Madeline surprised as his fingertips aroused her nipples, making them into hard little points, just as Heather had done to them. And his cock continued to jerk against her stomach.

He felt her nipples growing beneath his fingers, lightly touching them until they sprang to life, fingernails rubbing back and forth to excite them. You like your nipples played with, Madeline. Theyre hard as rocks. He began to squeeze them tighter, watching her face as his powerful fingers began to crush the hardened tips. Her lips clenched, but she didnt do anything to stop him; in fact, he thought he could see movement in her hips, almost as if she were humping back, looking for something to rub her pussy on. He twisted her nipples, an almost silent groan coming from her lips.

He began to treat her nipples harsher, his fingers pinching them, Madeline biting her lips as she endured the sharp bite. It hurt, but there was also something that raced through her breasts and ended up between her legs. A masochistic thrill that made her pussy grow damp. No, she couldnt let this happen again, fighting the strange urges that raced through her.

Spread your legs. He was surprised, but she did it almost too willingly, her thighs parting, though not very far. He fisted his cock, stepping back so he could rub it along her slit. She thrust her hips forward as if to make sure that she felt it, General Chernobog taking the head of his cock and pressing it between her pussy lips, shoving the soft petals aside. He rubbed his cock from the top of her slit, paying special attention to rub it over her clit, all the way back down, gathering up the abundant juices. She was aroused, her inner lips wet with desire.

God, the head was so big, shoving apart her pussy lips; Madeline shuddering as the head rubbed over her pleasure button making the organ swell in excitement. Not only was the head was big, but the shaft was long. Too long. She thought he was getting ready to fuck her, spreading her legs wider when he rubbed the head over the entrance to her pussy. But he pulled away; Madeline looking at him as though she had done something wrong and offended him. She couldnt deny it; she wanted to get fucked by that monster. She wanted to feel what it would be like inside her.

Come over here, little girl. I have just the thing to make you comfortable. General Chernobog uncovered it, Madeline staring at it, trying to decide what it was or what it would do to her.

It looked like half a wheel built into the floor; it stood almost four feet high and five feet long. And there were coils of rope on the floor around it. She clamped her thighs together, the wetness at the thought of being bound flooding her pussy. The General laid her against it, her back arching as she lay back onto the rounded back. It thrust out her breasts as if she were offering them up, afraid of what he might do to them when they were this vulnerable. She could still feel where his fingers had pinched them too hard.

Hands over your head. Straight back. Just a little longer he needed her cooperation; soon he would have her bound tight. She pushed her arms back, her tits rising up higher, the nipples like tiny pebbles, pushed out in arousal. He would take care of them soon enough. He bent down, picking up the lengths of rope. He pulled one arm to the side, tying the thick rope around her upper arm, pinning it to the wheel. Higher up, he attached her wrist to the wheel, the brown rope digging into her white skin. He moved to the other side, quickly securing the other arm before she changed her mind. He looked at her, her eyes finally registering with the realization that she was bound and defenseless.

The rope was too tight, her fingers already growing numb. Her back began to ache, curved unnaturally by the wheel she was bound to. The General moved to her legs, Madeline looking at his cock, sure that it had grown longer and thicker. Does tying me down excite him as much as it does me? She was afraid, as well as aroused, at what he would do to her once he had her bound. And she hated herself for that. He grabbed one of her legs, Madeline just noticing the foot of the wheel was wider. Much wider, the General pulling one leg out wide. He tied the end of the rope around her thigh, almost at her knees. He pulled the rope back toward the center of the wheel. A second rope was tied a bit higher up her thigh, secured to the same spot.

General Chernobog went to the other side, Madeline keeping her legs together. He grabbed her other ankle, pulling it easily to the other side, spreading her wide open. He took his time tying the ropes to her thighs, his hands rubbing her inner thigh as he tied her, feeling her muscles grow taut. He finished, standing up, stroking his cock as he looked down at her naked body. Her pussy lips were pulled back by the obscene spread of her legs, but between her lips her skin glistened, unmistakably aroused by being bound. I think your pussy wants some attention. I have just the thing.

She watched as his hands went between her legs, waiting to feel the touch of his hands on her pussy. But he didnt touch her; instead he pulled a rope up from somewhere beneath or in the wheel. It was rough, bits of twisted hemp sticking out. He pulled it up and twisted it over a pulley in the ceiling, threading it back through a pulley behind her to disappear from her sight.

General Chernobog pulled the rope back, threading it through the mechanism and fed it back into the wheel behind her. A push of a button and it was completely threaded. Beneath her the rope joined the other end, a continuous rope now.

She felt it tighten on her crotch, General Chernobog bending down between her legs, pulling her pussy lips back, Madeline shuddering as she felt the rough rope pressed hard against the soft, tender inner lips of her pussy. Then she noticed the rope going up to the pulley. It was covered with knots. All different sizes, from small knots, double knots, even knots with loops in them. NO! She realized that the General intended to pull the rope through her pussy. Not only there, but it pushed between her cheeks and rubbed over her anus. The rough rope was bad enough, but the knots would really hurt. And depending on how fast he moved the rope, she was sure that her pussy would be rubbed raw.

Yes, I love to tenderize a pussy, Madeline. Make it red and wet. General Chernobog turned on the motor, the rope coming alive, moving slowly as it began to pull through her legs. Her body tried to jerk up, but the ropes held her pinned to the wheel. He made sure that he moved the rope down from the pulley so he could see the knot that would soon be running through her pussy lips.

Her eyes were fixed on the first knot, not very big, but it was rough. The rope dragged through her pussy lips, rubbing hard against her tender skin, sliding up between her cheeks, her buttocks clenching tighter only making it worse, tightening on the rope that dragged mechanically through her crack. It felt like sandpaper sliding between her lips, rubbing harshly against the unprotected flesh.

General Chernobog knelt down on the floor so he could watch the rope pull through her pussy. Her pussy lips curled around the rope almost possessively, clinging to the rough strands as it pulled down through her legs. The first knot was approaching, Madelines eyes opened wide as it pushed against her tightly clasped lips. The mechanical motor didnt care about her pain; its task was to drag the rope around the pulley and through her legs without any regard to her comfort. And it did its job well. The first knot tugged for only a second before the motor pulled it through her lips, a loud gasp from Madeline as the knotted rope dragged along her sensitive inner lips, the gnarled rope twisting and turning as it passed between her legs. Another gasp from Madeline, General Chernobog sure that it had passed over the dimpled ridge of her anus and pulled lose from between her clenched cheeks. The next one is bigger, Madeline.

OOOOHHH, Madeline gasping as the rope slid along her lips, pushing aside her puffy lips to rub hard against the sensitive inner lips. Then the knot pushed through, feeling like a giant lump shoved harshly between her lips, rubbing hard, twisting and turning between her lips, rubbing the flesh raw until it slid over her perineum and between her cheeks. As much as she tried to keep her cheeks from clenching, she couldnt help the involuntary reaction. The knot moved over her anus, pausing to tug at the swollen hole before rubbing over the abused hole and moving on. And the next knot was already moving down between her legs, this one big, a loop on it. It tugged on her lips before it pulled through by brute force, pushed between her lips and pressing them wide open, the thick knot rubbing over the wide expanse of open flesh. EEEHHHH, she cried out, feeling like her pussy was rubbed raw by sandpaper, the rough rope and the knots tearing at the soft flesh. Each time it got to her perineum, it would halt and jerk before the mechanical motor would drag it down lower, between her crack until the knot rubbed on her anus, the tension of the rope pressing the knot into the tight knot of her anus, her anal ring forced to stretch as the knot moved inside.

General Chernobog watched intently, his eyes going from her pussy to her face, her tiny squeals exciting him as the knots pushed into the soft folds of her cunt and pulled out the other end. The rope had been around once now, his fingers rubbing along the rope as it readied to pass through her legs again. The rope is very wet, Madeline. I think you are enjoying this too much. He pressed the switch on the motor, turning it up faster, the rope dragging through her pussy and out with greater speed. Her squeals turned high pitched as the thick knots dragged down through her legs, her body shuddering each time her pussy lips curled around a knot as though it was a lover.

As much as the rope was rough and drying up her lips, her arousal increased, wetting the rope with her juices. It felt like the knots were trying to enter her, first her pussy, pressing hard against the tight hole, popping in just enough until the knot pulled out again, only to attack her anal ring with the some vengeance, stretching and tearing at her tiny hole until it popped through her crack. And her clit felt like a giant rock, swollen and abraded by the rope. The rope increased in speed, running faster through her lips, feeling the heat as the rope rubbed her raw. But through it all, it wasnt the pain she felt, it was the pleasure, her clit aroused and rubbed better than she could do with her fingers. Please, she cried out.

What do you want, Madeline? General Chernobog stroked his cock, needing relief as much as she did.

Make me cum. Fuck me. She couldnt believe that she was asking the General to fuck her with that monster cock. The bondage, the spread of her legs, the rope and knots pulling though her pussy and over her asshole was driving her insane with lust. And with General Chernobog the only cock around, she had no choice.

The General picked up two pieces of string, almost like the rope, twisted strands making them rough but not as thick. He moved up to her upper body, his fingers slapping over the hardened nipples. They were still aroused, thick, hard brown nipples that begged to be touched. He took the first piece of string, making a lariat with it, circling her nipple as his fingers worked the knot tighter until her nipple was trapped in the tight circle. He tugged, holding her tit with one hand and pulling the end of the string until her nipple was trapped by the string almost on her areola. The nipple swelled as the blood rushed and was trapped in the tip, turning almost purple, swollen with blood.

OOOOHHH, a new sensation running through her body, her nipple trapped in the tight band of the string, feeling the trapped blood pounding in the tip like a tiny heartbeat. And he didnt stop there, the other nipple trapped, almost as if they were bound just like she was. Her nipples ached, but a good ache, the tips so sensitive that she could feel the gentle breeze in the room passing over them. General Chernobog stood up, his proud cock jutting out in front of him. He moved over her, Madeline watching as he swung one leg over her middle. She was almost hypnotized by his massive cock, her eyes glued to it as she felt General Chernobog lowering himself down until he was almost sitting on her stomach. She watched as the long cock settled between her breasts, her white flesh pillowing the black organ. He picked up the ends of the strings until Madeline felt the slackness go out of them. He tugged more, her nipples pulling, trapped in the string, forced to stretch out, her breasts almost folding over his hot cock and trapping it like a blanket. She knew what she had to do, her tongue moving out of her mouth to lick her lips and make them wet. She stuck out her tongue, her head pulled up as she saw General Chernobog sliding forward, the one-eyed monster of his cock pushing closer to her open mouth.

He almost came when he saw her open mouth, a submissive look spread over her face. He could feel her hot breath; her lovely breasts snuggled tightly over his shaft. He tugged on her nipples until they bent and stretched. And the rope continued to saw through her pussy lips, the rope now wet with a pink glow, her pussy rubbed raw and bleeding but that didnt fail to dim her enthusiasm. In fact, he suspected the pain increased it, Madeline learning what perversions inspired her arousal.

His cock ejected a short burst of cum into her mouth, the soft lips making him overly aroused, fighting the urge as her lips closed around the thick head of his cock. He groaned in pleasure as he looked down on her, her pink lips wrapped tightly around his black cock, the head trapped inside her hot mouth, her lips feeling like a cunt around his cock. Her tongue began to work on the head of his cock, lapping up the cum that dripped from the head; the tip of her tongue working to make more of it leak out.

Her lips were wrapped tightly around the thick head, clutched just beneath the rim. Her tongue went to work on it, tasting the cum on the head added to the spurt he shot out onto her tongue. She lapped it up like a kitten, the thick creme salty, the strong odor of his manhood. She couldnt believe she was doing it, sucking his cock, not sure how she was going to take it all in her mouth, but with her body bound and spread, she had no choice. Her pussy was gushing juices, the knots running faster and faster, her insides rubbed raw. And her nipples never felt so big, General Chernobog tugging and yanking the trapped tips as he pulled on the strings as though they were reins and she was the horse he was riding. Which was what he was doing; his ass sliding on her stomach as he rode his cock back and forth between her tits. So this is what they called a titty fuck.

He pushed more of his cock into her mouth, sliding over her tongue, poking out her cheek as he began to face fuck her. She couldnt move a muscle, her mouth just a hole for him to fuck, and fuck it he would. Take it slow, Madeline. You have a lot of cock to take in. He heard her gag as the head of his cock pushed to the back of her mouth, her eyes opening up wide as she realized that he would not be content with just her mouth. Her tongue never stopped, trying hard to make him cum before he fucked her throat, but he clenched his sphincter, fighting the urge as he pumped her deeper.

BBBGGGHHH, she murmured, her mouth stuffed with thick cock, and General Chernobog making every attempt to shove his cock deeper into her mouth. And her throat, gagging as the thick head battered at the tight passage of her throat. She couldnt do anything as he shoved harder, choking as her throat opened up and swallowed the thick head, forced by brute force into her tight passage, her muscles fighting to force it back out. He continued to hammer into her throat, his cock moving in and out the tight hole, her stomach turning as she choked and gagged. Over half of his cock was in her mouth, but there was still almost six inches left, and General Chernobog was not going stop until all of his cock was in her throat. It was like she was swallowing a baseball bat, his cock just as hard, General Chernobog making her take the full measure of his cock.

Her mouth was stretched wide, tears coming from her eyes and down her cheeks, her nostrils flaring as she sucked in air, her throat blocked by his weapon. He rode her for five minutes, fucking in and out until his stomach was jammed against her lips, his pubic hairs tickling her face. He made his cock jerk in her throat, the muscles rippling up and down his shaft uncontrollably. He was ready to cum. He reached back, shutting off the motor, it slowing down until one of the largest knots was between her lips, a shorter one pressed against her asshole. If he had gauged it correctly, that one should be opening up her asshole, the other would be rubbing over her clit. He began to jerk on the rope that was between her legs, tugging on the strings on her nipples until they were so stretched out they were almost white. Cum with me, cunt!

She felt some relief when the rope stopped moving between her legs, but he tugged on it, driving the trapped knots back and forth over her. And one knot was forcing her anal ring open, the gnarled knot forcing her hole to open unnaturally, the other large knot feeling like a knife as it rubbed over her clit. And now he was ordering her to cum as if she were a trained dog obeying for her Master. She obeyed without question though, somehow willing the orgasm through her body. She came like a street whore; her pussy gushing all over the rope. And then she felt the cock in her mouth and her throat swell up and then her stomach was flooded with warmth. He had cum in her throat. It felt like his cock was going to come out her ass, he was so deep in her stomach. She came over and over, unable to control her orgasm as it raced through her body. The cock jetted its warm fluids into her stomach again. She could only imagine how much he was ejaculating into her. One last time he came in her; her stomach feeling so full as if she ate a big meal. Her orgasm finally washed over her body, the cock in her mouth still semi-erect. The muscles in her throat were finally successful, pushing the cock out of her throat inch by inch until she could finally breathe, gasping as she filled her lungs with precious air. As his cockhead slipped into mouth she could taste the thick, salty cum brushing over her taste buds, almost wishing he had cum in her mouth so she could have tasted it all.

He came in her throat, spewing his cum directly into her stomach. He didnt move as her throat muscles masturbated his cock, dumping load after load of hot cum into her stomach. And she came like a whore, the rope between her legs masturbating her painfully to orgasm. He finally let her push him out, his cock still hard as it ran over her chin.

He untied her, Madeline not saying a word, too ashamed at how her body had reacted. Her head was hanging down, refusing to look him in his eyes. On your belly this time, pushing her onto the wheel until her ass was raised up high. He tied her again, her legs spread, her arms out before her. He took up the bottle of baby oil, greasing up his semi-erect cock. He looked down at her spread cheeks, the crack of her ass red and raw, but none more than her asshole. It was swollen and red, the ring puffy. Her pussy was the same; her inner lips revealed by the spread of her legs, a bright red.

He tied her face down, Madeline trying to convince herself that he wanted to fuck her from behind but still not convinced of her own truth. Especially when he oiled up his cock. She felt his hot, heavy body settle down on her back. She was surprised that his cock was erect again; it had only been about twenty minutes since he had cum in her belly. She felt him pulling apart her cheeks, pressing his cock along her crack, touching the raw skin with his hot flesh. He folded her cheeks over his cock, Madeline helping him as she clenched her cheeks, trapping his organ in her crack. He began to masturbate his cock along her asshole, the thick ridge of his cockhead sliding over her abused anus, pulling on the tiny hole. His hands went to her hips, holding her still as she felt the head of his cock push up against her anus. Please, not there, she begged half heartedly. She pushed her pussy harder into the wooden wheel until she felt a knot of wood. She pushed up until it rubbed onto her clit. She pushed back with her asshole as she tried to accommodate the thick cock that was forcing her anal ring to stretch wider and wider.

Since he had just cum he would be able to fuck her asshole long and hard, riding her with the full measure of his cock. While a womans pussy couldnt take a foot of cock, her asshole could, her intestines longer, though not without considerable pain as his rigid cock straightened organs that were not meant to be straightened. She said no, but her asshole opened up to welcome his cock, her anal ring spreading wide as his thick glans passed through her muscle and into her rectum with a loud pop, followed by a gasp of pain from Madeline as she felt the first impalement of her asshole. He didnt stop, pressing deeper and deeper, her grunts louder with each thrust. He pulled out, sucking out her insides, then shoved back in with a powerful thrust that took her breath away. It took five minutes, but finally he was all the way in, his cock deep in her bowels, the cramps rippling through her stomach, her insides massaging his cock with such intensity.

It felt like his cock was coming out her mouth, her insides cramping on the thick cock that continued to drive into her guts. He never stopped sawing in and out, her anal muscles beat into submission by his powerful cock. She began to move her hips from side to side, rubbing her clit on the wooden knob beneath her. General Chernobog took this as her enthusiasm for the sodomy, taking her with long, powerful thrusts into her ruptured asshole until he sank to the depths of her intestines. It still took him over twenty minutes to cum in her, Madeline able to squeeze out another orgasm when she felt the first jet of cum fill her guts with his hot cum. Even though he had cum before, it felt like she was being flooded; each time his cock jetted, her muscles would clench on the spewing organ, driving another load of cum into her asshole.

He pulled off of her sweat-drenched body, his cock pulling reluctantly from her asshole, the swollen and abused hole leaking the milky-white cum as her hole stayed open for long minutes.

She rebelled when he shoved his soiled cock against her lips, but the flick of a switch sent the rope burning through her slit and asshole, a scream from her lips all he needed to push his cock into her mouth, holding her head as he used her to clean his dirty organ.

She hated when he shoved his dirty cock in her mouth, tasting the cum and remnants from her asshole, Madeline forced to lick his cock until she felt it was clean. He finally pulled it from her mouth, glistening clean in the light, her face grimacing from the foul taste in her mouth.

A good fuck, Madeline. That is all he said, a guard coming to take her battered body back to her cell, General Chernobog having business to take care of.



Chapter 8
Cum to the Point

Brooklyn had been stripped down to her bra and panties, the sweat-drenched garments clung to her body, leaving little to the imagination. Except for some rough handling and partially stripping her, they didnt rape her. Yet. She had seen what they did to the Coach; it was only a matter of time until it was her turn. She wasnt a virgin, but her experience was very limited to only two boys, gymnastics taking a big part of her life, boys coming in a distant second.

The door to the cell opened up; Brooklyn scrambling to sit up in the cot. It was too hot to cover her body, keeping cool more pressing than her modesty. The soldier was carrying a rifle. Black and muscular, he was imposing enough without the gun; with the rifle, it struck fear in her. Especially with a shiny bayonet stuck out the front of the barrel. The sharp edge and point gleamed in the light of the single bulb that hung naked from the ceiling.

Stand up and turn around, the guard ordered her. He carried two long poles, the ends covered with ropes threaded through holes on each end. He saw her ready to say something. Shut up! I dont want to hear a word from your mouth! He shoved the bayonet against her ass cheek until it punctured the thin panties, Brooklyn jumping as the tip of the blade stuck into her cheek.

She turned around, trying hard to suppress her cry of pain as she felt the sudden sting on her ass, feeling the bayonet prick her buttock. She froze in fear, relieved when the bayonet moved away.

The guard slipped the longer wooden pole beneath her arms in the back, dragging her arms up until they were threaded around the pole, stretched out wide to each side. He tied her wrists and elbows to the ends of the pole, tying the rope tighter than needed, enjoying her silent grunts of pain. The pole was almost sitting on her shoulders, just slightly below the back of her neck. With her arms outspread, her upper body was free to explore or torture, sure that both would happen today. He took out the other pole, this one with a leather band at each end, though not as long. Spread your legs, poking one thigh with the tip of the bayonet until she obediently spread her legs for him, the tiny prick already red with blood. He put the spreader bar between her thighs, tightening the leather bands around her legs until her ankles were spread about a foot and a half. It would make walking difficult, but would also leave her open and vulnerable.

The guard was to bring this one to Mr. Lasiter. A close friend of Governor Ravana; the guard knew of him. Mr. Lasiter liked to play with knives or other sharp instruments. And he liked to play rough with the girls that he was provided with, Brooklyn to be his latest victim. He had been given explicit instructions for this one. Out the door. He pushed the bayonet against her ass cheek until she jerked forward, looking back over her shoulder as she struggled to waddle, the spreader bar making it difficult to do anything but shuffle along.

Her arms were pulled out wide and high, but what was most disconcerting was the bar between her legs, keeping her open but not sure for what. Why would they do this if they wanted me to walk? The bayonet stuck her ass again, her hips shooting forward as she took the first tentative step. It was hard, waddling more than walking, her feet going from side to side instead of forward.

The guards cock hardened as he watched her walking down the hall. The way her arms were tied thrust her firm breasts out, the tiny bra doing little to hide them. His eyes went to her ass, the panties clinging to her cheeks, one cheek naked as the damp panties slid between her cheeks. She had a great ass, two full buttocks that begged to be touched; too bad he was going to turn them into a pin cushion. He lowered the bayonet, sticking her in the cheek, watching as the tip of the blade pierced her firm flesh.

EEEH, she couldnt control the scream, the sudden prick of her ass surprising her, Brooklyn paying too much attention on walking. She turned her head around, her face trying to hide her anger.

Faster. You waddle like a duck, the guard laughed, pricking her other cheek with the bayonet until he heard her feet shuffling faster on the concrete floor.

She tried to move faster, but each time she did, she had to slow down to keep from stumbling. With her arms spread to the sides, it was hard to keep her balance, tipping from one side to the other. And with the bar between her legs, her ankles were tiring quickly. Each time she slowed down, the bayonet found a new spot to prick her, Brooklyn trying to pick up the pace as the bayonet pierced her skin.

The guard watched her ass cheeks clench as she walked, the flesh covered with tiny red dots where the bayonet had punctured her skin. She was muttering to herself as she shuffled down the hall. He pricked her ass cheek again, Brooklyn lurching forward. That is all the time he needed, slipping the bayonet down lower between her thighs, making sure the sharp blade pricked the soft folds of her cunt.

She tried to push her thighs out farther when she felt the blade between her legs, but the same bar that kept her legs spread also prevented her from opening them up wider. The sudden pain on her sex sent a chill of fear through her body. The bayonet was between her legs, Brooklyn afraid of moving, but unable to stop as the thoughts of what would happen if he slipped or she did and the bayonet slipped between her pussy lips. She could almost feel the sharp knife as it sliced through the soft, sensitive skin of her sex. What would it feel like if it slipped inside me? She felt the wetness between her legs. How could such a thing make me wet? The guard continued to prick her, but now it was along the soft folds of her pussy, the sharp needle-like bayonet pricking her as she stumbled along. She tightened the muscles of her pussy in fear, almost like she could feel the knife inside her, reminded each time as he pricked her from behind.

The guard moved the bayonet from side to side between her legs as she walked, making tiny slices through her panties, cutting into her cunt. He watched her thigh muscles clench almost as if she were clutching a mans cock inside her. He pressed the bayonet up, the tip of the sharp knife stabbing into her pussy pouch, the soft flesh almost engulfing it tenderly. She jerked forward and stumbled, the bayonet sinking back into the flesh to cut a new line.

It felt like he was fucking her with the tip of the bayonet, going in and out, each time the stinging prick of the point pushing into her sex. The tiny cuts stung from her salty sweat. Or she tried to think it was the sweat, refusing to allow her to believe that her pussy was growing wetter, her mind constantly thinking of what it would feel like if he slipped the bayonet into her pussy. She thought of the shiny, slick metal sliding inside her, the sharp edges slicing tiny cuts into the soft walls of her pussy, her muscles tight with fear, clutching onto the unyielding metal blade as though it was a cock. What if he moved it up, slicing my slit until the sharp point found my clit, the sharp prick of a needle in the sensitive meat of the tip sending jolts of pain and pleasure racing through my body? Would it make me scream in pain or cum in pleasure?

The bayonet slipped out from between her legs as quickly as it sliced in; the guard making her stop in front of the closed door.

Did you like that, Brooklyn? Me fucking you with my bayonet? His hand reached down between her legs, cupping her pussy from behind, feeling the heat and dampness of her cunt. Your cunt is dripping wet. He squeezed her pussy again, his fingers pinching her lips together until she jumped. Inside. Theres more of that for you inside. He opened the door, shoving her in with a prick of the bayonet, the sharp point slipping in her crack.

She was shoved in the room, the bayonet pushed in her crack until she clenched her cheeks tight, trapping the hard steel in her backside, the point just barely missing her anus, a fiery feeling racing through her bowels. She froze as she saw the man inside waiting for her. The only thing in the room was a large bed and a small table, covered with a white sheet.

Your slut, Mr. Lasiter. Youre right, she got wet.

Fear and bondage. Powerful aphrodisiacs. He turned his attention away from the guard, excusing him with a brush of his hand, the door closing behind him as he left. He turned his attention to the young, partially clad girl standing before him. She was bound so nicely, like a Christmas present. Welcome, Brooklyn. I am Mr. Lasiter, but you may call me Master. Or else.

He was about forty or fifty, though he was in good shape, easily able to overpower her even if she wasnt bound. By the way he was looking at her and the large bed, she was about to be raped. Are you going to rape me? She saw the look in his eyes. Master, she quickly added.

No. You will beg me to fuck you.

He wasnt handsome but good looking. His face had a rugged look to it, a slight beard, dark brown hair. His arms were large, the shirt he was wearing clinging to his muscles, chest and abs firm. She didnt dare look down, afraid of being caught looking at his cock. But he was too old for her, old enough to be her father. No way would she ask him to fuck her, never mind beg him. Never, Master, not forgetting, taking no chances on making him mad.

Never is such a final word, Brooklyn. Youd be surprised at the things you will do compared to the alternatives. He walked over to her. I think we can get rid of this. Im sure youll spread your legs for me when I tell you. He took off the spreader bar, his hands running over her naked thighs, touching the places where the blade had punctured the skin. He noticed the large wet spot on her panties, Brooklyn unable to hide her shame.

She didnt try to argue with him, grateful that he took off the evil bar that kept her legs spread so the guard could stick her pussy with his bayonet. She didnt move as he touched her, unable to do anything, her arms still spread out to the sides and bound. He caressed her thighs, Brooklyn slowly closing her legs until his hand was almost trapped between her legs.

He removed his hand gripped firmly between her powerful thighs. She would give him a good ride later when her attitude was changed. He walked over to the table, pulling back the sheet to uncover his collection. He looked at her as her eyes opened wide in fear and amazement.

Icy fear raced through her body, but also a tingling ran through her legs, reminded of the bayonet that almost penetrated her pussy. The table was covered with knifes, needles and other sharp instruments, all of them glistening, the sharp tips gleaming. Please, dont use them on me, she begged, the terror racing through her body when he picked up a large knife, the blade almost a foot long, both edges honed to a sharp edge, the tip pointed and sharp. Her arousal quickly gave way to panic. The thought of a knife in her pussy changing to actually having a knife in her pussy became real and painful. She began to back away from him, but he followed her until she felt the bed against the back of her thighs. Trapped. Would he kill me? He was brandishing the knife in front of her, Brooklyn almost feeling the blade as he gutted her like a wounded animal. Fuck me. Anything. Ill do anything you want.

I was hoping you would require a bit more persuasion before you gave in, Brooklyn. His voice was almost gentle and caring, in spite of the dire acts he wanted to commit on her young body.

She was panicking as he came closer to her, the knife in front of her. Anything. I promise. She was going to be raped just like the other girls; there was nothing she could do to stop it.

He was on her before the last of the words came out of her mouth. Backed up against the edge of the bed, her arms bound, she was defenseless. He slid the knife over her stomach, feeling her muscles sucked in as the sharp point pricked her skin until her stomach was almost convex, trying to escape the sharp point. He pulled back, but not before the edge of the knife left a tiny path of red from side to side, a drop of blood dripping down from a spot where he pushed to hard. He crisscrossed from side to side until there was a woven pattern on her stomach, the red line etched against her pale skin.

She screamed, not so much in pain, but terror; the knife slicing her stomach as she tried to pull her muscles in as much as she could. She was surprised that it didnt hurt more, but the razor-sharp blade cut a fine line in her flesh, stinging, but her screams were more in terror of what else he would do to her.

He moved the blade up, slicing the edge over the cups of her bra. He could have just cut the straps and side, and it would have fallen to the ground, leaving her breasts bare, but he took his time; the knife cutting through the flimsy fabric as if it were butter, but also the knife sliced her sensitive breast flesh. He cut all over her cups except the ends, leaving the nipples untouched though he could see them popping erect each time the knife got close to them. He cut the knife deeper near her nipples, Brooklyn gasping and screaming louder as the knife cut her areolas. Finally the bra gave away, shredded and tattered as it fell to the floor at her feet.

She looked down as the bra fell away, her white breasts laced with cuts from side to side, the areolas surrounded by circles of cuts that looked as though he was trying to cut her nipples from her breasts. The cuts stung like a thousand bees were attacking her, tiny rivulets of blood running down her skin. For some reason he had missed her nipples, not sure if it was on purpose or accidental. She looked at her nipples, the tips so hard that they stood out like giant pebbles as if they were begging for the touch of the sharp knife. That is what she feared most, him slicing off her nipples, permanently scarring her for life.

Nice tits, Brooklyn. And some prominent nipples. Such big, easy targets, he teased her. Now let me finish the job.

His hand slid down, a clean cut across the top of her low-cut panties, slicing her from hip to hip. She tried to move away, but the bed prevented her movement, Mr. Lasiter moving in closer. The panties were next, slicing up and down, the first slice down her slit, the knife pushing in between her gash until the tip of the knife found the thin panties and shredded them. The knife slashed her mound, from the delicate patch of skin where her legs met her torso, all along her bald mound, digging the knife deeper into the puffy skin of her lips. He turned her slowly, the knife slicing across her buttocks, digging deeper into the skin as she clenched her cheeks tight. The last slice was up her crack, finding her cheeks relaxed for a split second, unable to stop the knife as it slid up her crack, the sharp knife feeling like a razor as it sliced over her raised anal pad. He pushed down on her back, her ass arching up unnaturally, the panties falling to the floor, leaving her naked.

Great ass, Brooklyn. The boys must love it. Ever let them play with it? He pushed the tip of the knife into the center of one cheek until it pressed the flesh in an inch, a bubble of blood coating the point.

No, she shouted indignantly. Her body stung everywhere, none more than on her sex, the knife leaving a trail of red lines all over her. She felt the knife between the folds of her sex, her pussy lips curling over the blade as though her lips was cradling the knife. Now she was bent over submissively, her upper body rubbing on the blanket.

Spread your legs. He poked her ass with the tip of the knife, harder this time until the blood poured from the hole. Remember, you said anything.

It hurt when he stuck her. Not like the sharp, razor cuts, but the sharp point shoved into her skin until it found the rich nerve endings, the pain shooting to her brain as if the knife had plunged deep into her heart. She had no choice, quickly spreading her legs, the knife pricking her thighs until he was satisfied with the wide expanse between them. She felt the cool air rushing between her hot, sweat-drenched crack, blowing over her anus, ashamed at how exposed she was to him.

Tight little virgin asshole I presume, Brooklyn. Just a few tiny hairs around it, otherwise as bald as your cunt. Her asshole was so small, a tiny wrinkled star, a few fine hairs around it and the traces of red where the knife had sliced up her crack. Keep your cheeks relaxed, Brooklyn. I wouldnt want to cut you. Much.

She fought the muscles in her buttocks, struggling not to clench tight when she felt the edge of the knife in her crack. She was humiliated as the cold blade slid up her crack, the razor tip slicing into her skin. It slid up to her anus, Brooklyn unable to stop the uncontrollable clenching of her tiny backside as the tip of the knife raced so close to her anus. He wouldnt, not there. The blade moved back and forth over her anus, Brooklyn struggling to stay still as she felt the fiery feelings racing through her bowels as if she had eaten a bowl of hot, spicy food. It was as he said, the knife acting like a razor, slicing over her anus and shaving off the tiny hairs she didnt even know she had.

Real still, as he pressed the tip of the blade into the center of her anus, watching as the tiny hole opened up and welcomed the tip into her asshole. He pushed harder, her anal ring sliding over the blade, tiny nicks in the tight muscles as the sharp edge shoved in.

She couldnt breathe, her heart pounding in terror as she felt the knife enter her. Enter her ass. It hurt; tiny slits in the clenching muscles that were forced open by the cold, hard steel of the knife. How far would he shove it in me? Would he slice my guts open? She struggled to keep her muscles from clamping shut on the knife, sure that it would cut her to shreds. She pushed back with her asshole, forcing her hole to open to the probing knife.

He teased the knife in her hole, tiny slits all around as the muscles tried to repel the invasion. She kept perfectly still as he sodomized her with his knife, less than half an inch of knife in her virgin hole.

She felt instant relief when he pulled the knife away, her cheeks clenching quickly in relief. Her anus burned, but otherwise she thought she was untouched. He pulled her up, turning her until she was facing him, the knife still in his hand, the tip of the blade red with her blood. Was it from my ass?

You didnt think I would neglect those lovely nipples, did you? He hefted one of her tits with his hand, cradling it almost lovingly, but the other hand held the knife, the tip of the blade pointed at the hard, erect nipple. The brown tip was swollen and obviously aroused, no matter how much she protested.

All she could do was look as the knife tip approached her nipple, his warm hand cupping her breast as a lover would do, not someone that was trying to disfigure her. The sharp tip of the blade circled her areola, tiny goose bumps stabbed as they popped up. And her nipple swelled as though a bee had stung it, getting bigger as the knife scraped low around the tip. The pain shot through her breast, stabbing into her chest as he pushed the tip of the knife into the side of her nipple, his hand holding her still. The sharp tip dug into the rich nerve endings. He pulled it away, moving to the other side, the knife tip sinking into the sensitive flesh until the pain shot through her breast again. He scraped the knife over her nipple as if he was shaving it, the flesh growing from the unnatural touch. It was as though someone was chewing on her nipple with pointed teeth. Then the knife went to the very tip of her nipple, poised over the tip with the point. She wasnt sure, but it looked like her nipple swelled when the knife touched it, finally pushing out until the knife sank into her nipple. It felt like fire racing through her breast, the knife sinking into the rich nerve endings, Brooklyn squealing in pain.

The nipple was laced with tiny holes, a drop of blood hanging from the tip. He moved to the other breast, cradling it as he brought the knife to the swollen flesh. Her tear-stained eyes pleaded silently to him, but the knife went to work on her nipple as if it had a mind of its own, her body shaking in pain each time the knife sank into her flesh. Even with the tip of the blade in her nipple, it looked like her nipple grew larger.

He finally pulled the knife away, Brooklyn finally able to fill her lungs with air, holding her breath as long as she could, afraid that her breathing would make her breasts rise and fall. Her nipples hurt, but they were so sensitive anyway, the nicks and cuts susceptible to even the gentlest of breezes teasing them as if a finger was plucking them erect.

Your pussy now, Brooklyn. Sit on the bed and spread your legs. He pushed her until she fell back onto the bed. He pushed the knife into her thigh, stabbing her, her body reacting as planned, her legs spreading until he had her opened wide. Her pussy lips pulled back, exposing the drenched inner lips.

She was spreading her legs like a street whore even though she knew he was going to stab her sex with the knife. It struck terror in her heart, but also arousal between her legs. She couldnt deny the pleasure that meshed with the pain as the blade punctured her most intimate body. Even the knife up her ass excited her. A place that no boy had ever touched or that she had even fathomed to be an erotic place. And now he was going to stab her pussy. Would it make me cum and humiliate my forever?

Her sex was already covered with marks, looking like a map of the country roads. But he was going to use the knife in places that were concealed for now. He started on her perineum, rubbing the soft patch of skin between her asshole and pussy until it was scratched with thin cuts. He noticed the moisture from her pussy as he slid the knife closer. He took the folds of her pussy, pulling back one lip, pressing the edge of the knife in and folding the lip back over the blade, pinching her mound on the blade. He drew the knife back, her eyes opening wide, a whoosh of air escaping from her lips as the knife sliced her delicate inner lips until the knife pulled from her lips.

The pain went to the very depth of her soul, the knife between her lips and cutting the soft, inner flesh of her lips, her salty juices making the open cut burn with a vengeance. NO MORE! But he ignored her impoverished plea, moving the knife to the other side, folding her other lip over the knife blade, the sharp edge of the blade pushed against her pussy. He pulled it out faster, the sharp pain racing through to her brain. Would he put the knife inside me? What would it feel like to be fucked by the unforgiving cold steel of the blade? Would it make me cum; my muscles clenching on the sharp blade to puncture my skin and make me bleed to death? Killed by an orgasm.

NOT THERE! He peeled back her pussy lips until her clit stood out like a baby cock. She willed it to be smaller, but as the knife blade rubbed along her slit, it only inflamed it more, growing to be a bigger target. AAAAHHH, she screamed out as the sharp knife ran over her pleasure button, sending shock waves of pain and pleasure through her young body. She couldnt tell the two apart any longer, the masochistic thrill of being bound and helpless as a strange man used a knife on the most intimate parts of her confusing her inexperienced body. She didnt know whether she should pass out in pain or ecstasy. EEWWWWWW, her voice high pitched as the tip of the knife stabbed into the meat of her clit, the tip moving back and forth over the rich nerve endings as she shuddered. He finally pulled the knife away, moving back as she tried to breathe again.

He untied her arms from the pole, Brooklyn rubbing her wrists until the blood rushed back into her fingertips. She was sure that she was going to get fucked, but that would be easy compared to what she had endured so far. Her body still stung all over as the sweat rushed into the fresh, open wounds.

On the bed. Doggy style. Grip the headboard with your hands. He slapped her ass, making her jump up onto the bed like a trained dog, just like the position she would be in. He undressed, neatly folding his clothes and putting them on the end of the bed, Brooklyn not daring to look at him, afraid of seeing his cock. When he was naked he looked over at her, her hands whiter as they gripped the headboard tight. Her legs were spread submissively but not enough for him. Spread those legs wide. And stick that ass up into the air. Then beg me to fuck you. His voice was loud and demanding. Her legs spread out, another order for wider, and she complied until her cheeks spread apart and the pink inner lips of her pussy were open and vulnerable.

She was embarrassed as she got into the position he wanted. He was going to fuck her like an animal, from behind. She finally got the nerve to turn around and do what he wanted. Fuck me. Please. She looked at his cock, bigger than she had expected. Not like the boys that had fucked her, this was thicker, the head an angry purple. What would it feel like inside me? Would it hurt where the knife had cut me, especially when he came inside me, filling me with his salty cum, burning the fresh cuts?

Thats how I like my cunts. Begging to be fucked. Turn around and face the headboard. She turned away from him, anything to stop the shame, her face red in humiliation, waiting for him to fuck her from behind. She would be unpleasantly surprised soon enough. He took the oil, covering his cock from the tip to his balls until it was slick. He picked up a knife, this one a single blade but just as sharp on the blade and the tip just as pointed. The handle was thick, as thick as a cock, the blade four inches long. He rubbed oil on the blade until it glistened as much as his cock. He crawled onto the bed, moving behind her, her body jerking when his hands touched her hips, steadying her.

She felt the bed moving as he climbed on, feeling him behind her. His hands scared her, even though she knew he was behind her. She braced for him to shove his cock into her, waiting for the inevitable rape even though he didnt call it that. NNNNNNOOOO! NOOOTTTT INNNSSSIIDDDE MEEEEE! Her scream filled the room when she felt it, the blade of a knife slipped between her thighs, pressing between the pulled-apart lips of her pussy. But it didnt stop there, the knife pressed into the soft folds of her pussy and pressing against the tight opening of her pussy. She felt the terror as the knife began to enter her, the soft muscles of her pussy spreading over the blade. She froze, not even breathing; the slightest motion would cut her inside. EEEH! The knife nicked her insides, the cold blade heating quickly in her hot pussy. She began to sob as she looked down, the hand holding the knife, part of the blade already sticking in her pussy. And there were still inches of blade outside her pussy, the sharp edge of the blade glistening. Dont move. Just an involuntarily muscle rippling in her pussy and the knife would slice her soft passage.

And then her mind began to drift. She began to imagine the knife fucking her, sliding in and out of her drenched pussy, her muscles gripping it as though it were her lover, the knife slicing her insides only making it more intense. She had to fight her pussy from clamping down on it. The blade began to move, pulling out a little bit before moving back in, each time going deeper. She felt the thickness of the blade stretching her pussy muscles, the sharp edge slicing the edge of her pussy, the sharp pain racing to her brain. Her insides felt like they were burning up, soaked in her juices and blood as the knife moved slowly and deliberately inside her, stretching her open, tiny nicks on her tight passage at it bore deeper into her pussy. She was being raped by a knife, the cold, sharp steel of a knife inside her, fucking her like a boy did. Her legs were frozen, her hands gripping the headboard so tight that her knuckles were becoming a ghostly white.

He worked the knife inside her with precision as he cut her skin. Her pussy swallowed up the blade as if welcoming a lover, even his purposeful nicks of her inner cunt failed to stop her enthusiasm. Her body was covered in sweat as she was still as a statue. He had the entire blade inside her as he waited for a moment. He needed satisfaction soon.

She looked down, not believing it was all inside her, but the hand held the handle only, and the sharp pricks inside her pussy reminded her of how dangerous the knife was. She was a mass of emotions, terror, fright, but also arousal, her pussy drenched, the handle of the knife covered with her juices and blood, every inch of her pussy clenched tightly around the sharp blade of the knife. It was as though the knife was alive inside her, sending delicious shivers of erotic excitement through her body, Brooklyn struggling not to shove her hips backward and fuck the steel blade, even though she knew it would be her last movements, fucked to death by a knife, cumming as her lifes blood drained from her body.

Mr. Lasiter moved closer, one hand holding the knife, the other fisting his cock. You must hold still. Very still. He pressed up against her ass cheeks, cradling his cock in her spread crack until the head of his cock slid over her anus. He moved back, fisting his cock halfway down to keep it from bending when he forced it into her. He placed it over the tiny hole and pushed.

She willed her body to stay still, but Master was pressed against her ass cheeks, Brooklyn feeling the hot flesh of his cock between her cheeks. What was he going to do, my pussy already filled with the knife? She felt the rubbery head of his cock pressed against her anus; the sudden realization of what he was going to do hitting her unexpectedly. He was going to sodomize her. It was unbearable as the head of his cock began to push against her tiny backside, her anal ring forced to expand. He must have greased his cock, because there was little pain as her asshole spread to accept the big head. It became more insistent, Master behind her grunting as he forced the head of his cock into her ass. It began to hurt, the head bigger than anything that ever came out of her small hole, forced to spread wider, igniting the pain from the tiny tears that he made in her anal ring with the knife. She knew she would have to take this ass rape, wishing she could push out with her asshole to make it easier for him to enter her, but the slightest movement would cut her pussy. EEEEH, EEEGGH, Master jerking his cock in and out as her ring spread to take the head inside her. It just wouldnt fit. She felt the knife moving in her pussy, cutting at her insides. She had to get him inside her ass before she sliced her pussy to ribbons. Fuck my ass. Hard, shove it in hard. She braced for him, pushing her ass out even though she felt the sharp stinging of the knife cutting her pussy passage.

Mr. Lasiter grunted, jamming with his hips until he felt her anal ring give under his onslaught, the head of his cock passing through the tight muscle of her sphincter and entered her rectum with a pop.

It felt strange, her asshole opened up too wide, a thick piece of flesh shoved in, her anal ring clinging around it while she struggled to hold still. It moved inside her, slowly sliding up her guts like a giant snake. It felt huge, stretching her insides until they gripped the raping intruder in a hot blanket. What if he was too big? The cock stretched her asshole and pressed against the knife in the other passage so close that it tore her open. She fought as her pussy tightened up, clamping on the knife until it slit her pussy.

Mr. Lasiter pushed, no longer holding back, her asshole breached by the thickness of his cock head, her insides no longer able to push him out. He began to fuck her in the ass, pushing forward, pulling out until the pink rim of her anus clung to the head of his cock. Then back in, each time deeper, feeling the knife on the other side of the passage, separated by a thin membrane that could cut her pussy and his cock with any sudden movement. Her anal ring slid up and down his cock, gripping it like tiny fingers until his balls slammed against her bottom, his cock plunged deep into her bowels.

She felt so full, the cock making her stomach feel as though she just ate a big meal. She couldnt take much more of this. It had to end before she was sliced to death. Fuck it. Fuck my asshole and cum in me.

I told you that you would beg me to fuck you. I like a girl that knows what she wants. He didnt wait any longer, beginning to fuck her with deep, full strokes inside her, making her take the full measure of his cock, daring her to move away from the punishing thrusts.

It felt like a hot rod of steel up her ass, pushing into the depths of her bowels, sending painful cramps to her stomach with each thrust. She began to squeeze her ass cheeks, her insides nipping at the cock that was raping her asshole. Each time he shoved in, it felt different, his cock banging against the side walls, stretching them more than they should, then plunging back down, his thick cock stretching her anal tube. Her insides were stretched and filled with thick flesh. She felt an erotic thrill in her asshole, his cock touching places that she didnt know existed, making her feel things that she never expected. Her anus was a mass of excitement, the tiny ring filled with pleasure points, the pulling and pushing of his cock on the stretched hole making her pussy wet with excitement. She wanted to feel him cum inside her. To be humiliated, her guts flooded with hot cum. She began to fuck him, her hips moving, her insides clenching on the cock as he pulled out, pressing out as he pushed in. And her pussy gripped the knife like it was her lover, the knife cutting her inner flesh, the cum pouring out of her pussy to sting the slices in her skin. She screamed out when the orgasm hit her, her pussy clamped on the knife, her hips fucking the knife in and out of her pussy as Mr. Lassiter held it still so she could ride it to climax, slicing her passage as she rode the pain to orgasm.

He felt her cumming, shoving his cock inside her so deep that she cried out, flooding her guts with his cum as her asshole milked the cum from his balls. He could barely hold the knife, her pussy fucking it, her insides cut continuously having no effect but to make her sing louder as she came. He came hard in her, spewing his cum into her bowels, load after load of sticky, hot cum blasting her guts.

She came a second time when he unloaded his cum in her. She never felt such a thing. His cock seemed to explode, the head growing bigger, then a spurt, feeling a jet of hot cum blast her intestines. She came from being ass fucked, fucking her in the ass and a knife in her pussy, and she came like a whore. It took long minutes before she finished, his shrinking cock slowly forced out of her asshole by her clenching muscles. He took the knife out of her pussy, her asshole so relieved that her muscles shoved his cock out so fast it popped out noisily, followed by a wet fart as the white cum flooded out her abused hole. She looked down at the knife, the blade covered in a coating of her red blood. Her insides felt sore, but her body was satisfied like at no other time. He got up; her body slumped on the bed. He left her alone, the guard coming back to take her to her cell. She could barely walk, each step breaking open one of the hundreds of slices in her skin, inside and out. She curled up in her bed, crying in shame, the pain in her asshole a reminder of the cock that reamed her out.



Chapter 9
Party Balloons

Kerry was dragged from her cell by two guards. She hated what they had done to her. She was young and inexperienced with boys, gymnastics consuming her life since she was eight. They had come to her cell soon after the capture of the women. Two men in suits. She thought they were lawyers; Kerry growing excited that she would be released. Michael pulled a chair into the center of the room, sitting on it. Steven helped her up from the cot where she was sitting in fear, moving to the center of the room until she was standing in front of Michael.

Are you going to get me released? Her high pitched voice almost squealed from her fear.

It all depends, Kerry. Michael looked up at her, such large tits for a tiny girl barely five feet tall.

Ill do anything; please just get me out of here. And the others too. She felt Steven behind her move closer, his body pushing against hers, her arms grabbed at the elbows and pulled behind her back. She turned to see what he was doing, suddenly the terror struck when she felt the hardness pressed against her ass. She knew enough about sex to know that it was an erect penis. He was excited. What was he going to do? She tried to struggle, pushing from side to side, even forward, trying to pull her arms out of his firm grasp.

Stevens cock was rubbed salaciously by the young girl as she tried to get free. He tightened his hold on her arms but allowed her the frantic movements, excited as her ass rubbed from side to side over his throbbing cock. He shoved his hips forward when she bent over, imagining her naked, his cock pushed between her cheeks and pressing against her virgin asshole. He could almost feel her asshole opening up to his invading cock as it breached the tightness.

She stopped quickly when she realized that she was exciting him more, his prick jerking each time she rubbed against him. She could only imagine how it looked, as if she were trying to fuck him. She felt his prick pressed hard against her anus when she bent over, quickly standing back up when she felt the thickness between her cheeks.

NO, she cried out when Michael causally ran his hand up and down her hip, her skirt riding up higher as his eyes devoured her almost-naked legs. She hated that she wore such a short skirt.

Keep still, Kerry. I dont want to hurt you.

Steven tightened his grip on her arms, pulled them up farther until she was forced to bend over slightly, his hips pushing against her ass as she was forced to shove it back as if offering it up to him. She felt the strain in her shoulders.

Michael cupped her large hanging tits. Nice tits, Kerry. It must be hard to be a gymnast with such big tits, he laughed as he fondled the flesh, her thin bra doing little to hide the nipples that grew from his touch.

His hands were rough as they squeezed her breasts, his fingers searching out and pinching her nipples until they responded to the unwanted touch in spite of how much she fought the desire. And Stevens prick continued to push into her ass, jerking and shuddering each time he thrust forward as though he was trying to drive his weapon through her body. Michaels hands left her breasts, but they slid down her hips until they reached the bottom of her skirt. They slid back up, his feet banging painfully into her ankles until she was forced to spread her legs, his knees moving between them until she couldnt close them if she wanted. The hands moved up her naked thighs, her skirt sliding up as his fingers became more urgent the higher they moved.

He could smell not only her fear but her arousal as his hands ran over the sleek skin of her thighs. He felt her muscles grow taut but she could do little to stop him. His fingers tickled close to her pussy, feeling her heat, sure that she was getting wet in spite of her fear. Young girls tended to do that, unable to understand their own body and its desires. He stopped before he touched her mound, wanting to see her better. He undid the button on the side of her skirt, the zipper sliding down almost silently. With a swoosh it fell to the floor, letting her close her legs long enough to make her take her feet out of the skirt. He didnt have to do much to make her spread her legs this time, Kerry understanding her predicament quickly. Good girl, he coaxed her, her legs spreading until he got his legs between hers again.

She didnt know why she did it, but it was futile to resist. Steven failed to yield, his grip just as powerful as when he started. And his prick continued to rub back and forth over her ass, Kerry feeling it grow thicker with every swish of his movements. She looked down at Michael, his eyes staring at her mound, her panties almost plastered over her flesh, part of them pushed into her tight slit. She stared at his hands as they moved toward her mound, holding her breath until she felt the first touch. No boy had ever touched her there, two fingers gripping her mound and pinching until her lips felt like they were parting. She felt the pressure as his fingers tightened more, his hand moving up and down her mound, her lips caught in the powerful grip of his fingers. It was as though he was creasing her lips, up and down his fingers moved, her lips trapped tightly between them. MMMMmm, biting her lip as she tried to muffle her obvious arousal, a fat finger pushed between her lips, his other fingers squeezing her lips until they curled around the finger almost possessively. She struggled to keep her hips from moving, but the finger between her lips moved up and down her slit until it found her clit, rubbing hard over it until it swelled from the unexpected pleasurable touch. She heard the sound of Stevens zipper going down behind her then she felt it, a naked cock pressed against her ass cheeks, hands pulling her panties to the side until they were pushed into the crack of her ass, leaving her cheeks naked. It was the first time she ever felt a real prick, this one so hot, jerking each time it rubbed on the naked flesh of her ass. He released her arms, but Kerry didnt do anything, keeping her arms behind her back as if still grabbed. His hands held her hips, forcing her movements onto the naked masturbating prick.

She spread her legs wider, giving Michael greater access to her pussy, his fingers pinching so tight that he had a hard time stroking his fingers up and down her mound. Her body jerked each time his finger found her clit, shoving back and forth, wanting more stimulation. His finger was drenched from her panties. Can you cum for me, Kerry? He pushed his finger up to the top of her mound, his fingertip playing over her swollen clit, feeling it swell under his touch. She wouldnt last long, her face flushed, pushing her ass back and forth onto Stevens cock.

She felt him hold her tight onto his prick, a gasp from his lips as she felt the organ swell and then a jet of hot creme blasted her naked ass cheeks, feeling like it was burning her flesh. That is all she needed, cumming from the finger that masturbated her so expertly, crying out loudly. EEEEEWWWWWW, IIIIIMMMM CCCCCUUUMMMINGGG! She had never felt anything like it before, even when she masturbated herself. This was different, much different, the finger continuing to rub her clit when she would have stopped, his other hand pinching her lips so tight it felt like they were in a vise. And Steven spurted again, his hot cum bathing her ass cheeks so obscenely, feeling it slowly dripping down her naked flesh. A man had cum on her, and she had made him do it.

Michael let her hump his fingers and hand as she came, watching the excited look on her face as she screamed in pleasure. It took her a couple of minutes before she stopped, taking his fingers away, her panties clinging to her body, soaked in her juices. He turned her around, her naked ass cheeks covered in white cum. The room smelled of sex. They had finished making her com just in time, the two guards coming for her to witness Simones defilement in front of her students. Michaels cock was so hard, but he would have her soon enough. You will take care of me when you are through there, Kerry.


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It was terrible what they did to their Coach, the girls all forced to watch as the men did unspeakable things to Coach. Kerry felt ashamed, her wet panties a constant reminder of her cumming by two strange men, the dried cum on her ass cheeks feeling like cracking paint. And all she could think about the whole time is how they had made her cum. And what they would do to her soon enough. Would they rape my mouth like they did to Simone? Or sodomize me? Kerry couldnt believe that men would do such evil things. The girls were finally led from the room, two guards escorting her, one on each side holding an arms until they went down to the end of the hallway, opening a door. Inside were the two men from before.

I hoped you enjoyed the show, Kerry. You left me hard last time; you will have to pay for that. I believe you still have Stevens cum on your ass cheeks. And you can call me Michael, if you can speak, Steven and Michael laughing at the inside joke. Michael dismissed the two guards.

Michael moved next to her; Kerry looking down at the bulge in his pants. They had lost the coat and ties. They had to be at least twenty years older than she was, but she knew that would mean little. They had raped Simone and probably some of the other girls, Kerry sure that she would be next. She never even contemplated having sex with one guy, now her mind had been enlarged, seeing two men taking Simone at once. Would they do that to me? Would I have to take their organs in my mouth? Or up my ass? She was certain that it would be extremely painful. Michael took her hand, moving it until it covered the front of his pants, feeling his prick jerk when she touched it. She had never touched a prick with her hand before, feeling harder than she had expected, almost like it had a bone in it. Michael moved her hand up and down the shaft, feeling it grow the more she rubbed it. How big would it become? Her fingers curled around the shaft, pinching lightly as she slid her hand up and down. Michael released her arm, but she knew better than to stop, her hand masturbating him as if she had done this all her life.

He could feel the tightening in his balls as she jerked him off. He would love to cum, but first he wanted to torture her. Then she would be more than willing to perform any act he requested, no matter how perverse. Anything to escape the pain he could inflict on her. Her screams would only make him grow thicker and longer. He pulled her hand away, seeing an almost disappointed look on her face.

Steven pulled the sheet off of the chair; if you could call it that. It was more of a lounge chair, the curved back almost reclining. The seat of the chair was almost non-existent, built to leave the sexual organs exposed and vulnerable to anything. Male or female. The arms werent built for the victims arms, but their legs, splayed wide and high up. The victims ass would be pushed out, leaving their anus open and exposed. All of their sexual organs would be available for torture.

She struggled as soon as she saw it, the chair disconcerting, but the straps that were all around it making it worse. Kerry had seen what happened when they tied up Simone, all of her orifices raped by hard cocks. She was no match for them, Michael striking her across the face, Kerry temporarily dazed, giving them just enough time to throw her into the chair. It didnt take long for them to secure her arms, pulling them up and behind her head, her breasts arched out provocatively. She felt a bump along the small of her back, forcing her to arch her back. They made short work of her legs, both pulling them open wide, splitting her open like a chicken, thick leather straps around her ankles and thighs pinning them until they were bowed out. Even a strap was attached around her forehead and neck, pinning her head to the back of the chair, Kerry unable to even turn her head to the side. Were they doing this so they could rape my mouth? The chair suddenly shifted backwards, her head going back, her hips rising up. It was obscene, the position she was in. Trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey. And her sex was so exposed, even her pussy lips pulled back by the wide expanse of her legs. And she feared for her exposed anus. Would they force a hard prick up my ass and sodomize me like they did to Simone? Please dont hurt ! Her words were cut off unexpectedly, Michael pushing something into her mouth, a leather strap pulled around from the sides locking her mouth closed. Whatever was in her mouth was made of rubber, the taste unmistakable.

Michael brought over the tank of air, connected with a long tube. Its a balloon in your mouth. Not a toy balloon, but made from industrial strength rubber. In a minute I am going to begin blowing it up. The strap around your mouth will keep it contained inside your lips, but it will expand your mouth until it will feel like your head will explode. He let his words sink in for a few moments, seeing her eyes opened wide in terror, already filled with tears.

She heard the whoosh of air as Michael opened the valve on the tank, feeling the rubber balloon begin to expand. It pushed her tongue down to the bottom of her mouth, the balloon filling slowly. She couldnt breathe through her mouth, the balloon and strap plugging it. She tried to breathe through her nose as her lungs already became starved for air. Her cheeks began to bulge out; the top of the balloon expanding the roof of her mouth, the strap keeping her lips closed. She could felt the balloon pushing hard against the inside of her mouth, afraid it would begin to tear her, panicking as she struggled in the chair, her body bouncing tightly in the straps that held her pinned to the chair. It pushed to the back of her mouth, pushing against the opening to her throat. Would it go into my stomach?

Her head looked like a giant balloon, her cheeks pushed out like a chipmunk, her eyes opened so wide it looked as though they would push out her head. Michael stroked her cheek, feeling her skin drawn tight as it expanded. I imagine you can feel the pressure on your sinuses now, Kerry. Just a little more and there wont be any more room, your skin already taut over your bones.

He was right; her head feeling like it would explode. She could barely breathe, the balloon pushing against her sinuses, her nose almost closing, the last breaths of air filling her starved lungs. She began to get dizzy, stars floating around her head.

He turned off the air, leaving the balloon in her mouth. Her eyes were glazed over, unconsciousness about to take her away. He pulled the nozzle from the balloon, the air rushing out of her stuffed mouth, her cheeks quickly sinking back down. The life came back to her eyes. Im not going to let you escape that easily, Kerry. He took the strap off of her mouth, pulling the spit-drenched balloon out and throwing it to the floor. He picked up a new balloon, this one long and tapered. He fed it into her mouth with his fingers, forcing her to open wide until he placed the end at the opening to her throat. She gagged as he threaded it up against the tight hole. He pulled his spit-covered fingers from her mouth, wiping them on the front of her blouse. The strap was secured around her mouth again, trapping the new balloon in.

She didnt understand, taking one balloon out then replacing it with a new one. The strap was secured again, Kerry trying to fill her lungs with air before she knew she would have to endure the slow suffocation. She felt her head tilted back until her neck was straightened.

Michael took the hose attaching it to the new balloon that peeked out of the strap. This one was different, long and skinny. When blown up, it would expand to almost a foot long. And with her mouth sealed there was only one place it could expand. Down her throat and into her stomach. She would practice on the balloon, then she would be an expert with a cock.

She felt him fumbling with the hose and then it started again, tears filling her eyes as she fought to fill her lungs rapidly, her chest rising and falling as she scrambled for the last of the air. The balloon expanded in her mouth, but it was different. Her cheeks expanded, but nothing like before. Then the obvious struck her. He had pushed it to the back of her mouth, Kerry thinking it was an accident when she choked on his fingers. He was pushing the balloon into the opening of her throat. That is where it was going. It felt like an animal in her mouth, growing longer and moving to the back of her mouth as the air filled the balloon. She choked, gagged by the end of the balloon as it expanded and began to push into her throat. It pushed her throat open, gagging again as it filled her throat with the unyielding balloon. Her stomach was turning constantly as she gagged and choked on the thick balloon that expanded in her throat, feeling her neck bulging as it tried to contain the balloon. It was half in her throat, her muscles trying unsuccessfully to push it out, burning as it snaked lower, feeling like it was going into her stomach. Was this what it felt like to Simone to have a prick fuck her throat?

Michael rubbed his hand along her throat, feeling the balloon moving down, Kerrys stomach jumping each time she choked and gagged. Her face was covered with her tears, her eyes opened wide in terror as she was throat fucked from within. He stopped the air going into the balloon but didnt release the air that was already in it. That should shut you up for a while, Kerry. He saw her chest rising and falling, the chair arching her back obscenely, her full breasts pushed out provocatively.

He wasnt going to take it out of her throat, her stomach continually churning as she choked and gagged, unable to get used to having the rubber tube fill her throat. She saw Michael take a knife, slicing her blouse until he pulled the shreds from her body. His finger traced along her naked bosom then teased the end of her tit until she felt her nipple grow aroused. She hated her body for responding that way, ashamed that she was gagged and being stripped naked, sure to be raped soon enough. She felt the pressure of her bra release, Michael slicing through the bra straps and the center of the cups until he peeled it away. She stopped breathing when he held the knife point against her nipple, pushing the brown, hard tip up into the air as it swelled from the touch. She could felt the sharp point dig into her nerve-rich nipple.

My turn, Steven stroking his hard cock through his pants. He took a knife and sliced the thin panties, pulling the still-damp panties from her pussy, the material rubbing hard between her cheeks as he pulled it out from her crack.

Steven showed it to her, teasing it as he stretched the new balloon. He stripped her panties off, Kerry knowing exactly where it was going. They were going to fuck her with unyielding rubber balloons, and there was nothing she could do to stop them. She didnt have a hymen, but she never had anything inside her. The first time would be with an inanimate object, her insides blown up until they would feel like exploding.

Steven spread her pussy lips farther apart, his fingers finding the flesh oily with her arousal. He gripped them tight as he peeled her open like a spring flower. She was wet inside in spite of what they were doing to her. Theyd see if she stayed that way when they blew open her pussy. Virgin I hope, Stephen talking to Kerry. He rubbed her pussy, his fingers in the soft folds, rubbing her delicate insides until he felt her growing wetter. He teased at her clit, pulling the blood-engorged organ from beneath its protective hood, his fingers pinching it as it swelled up. He pushed a finger in her, her body bucking as the tip of his finger fought the muscles of her pussy until he felt the hot, pulsating muscles inside her gripping him just below the first knuckle. He twisted his finger, bending it, opening her up for something much bigger. He wanted her wet and aroused. He couldnt wait to see what she would do when he fed the balloon in her.

He was masturbating her just like Michael had done. And she was shamefully responding, growing wetter in spite of the fact that her pussy would soon be raped by the balloon, just as her mouth was now. She still couldnt stop the gagging, thought it was less frequent now. Her throat was bulged out around the balloon, but she had at least learned how to fill her lungs with enough air through her nose. She felt the finger inside her pussy, stretching her opening as it pressed deeper. It didnt hurt, more embarrassment at being fingered so openly and feeling the dampness his fingers dragged from her body as she grew aroused.

Steven took his finger from her pussy, smelling it. Virgin pussy, he proclaimed proudly. The balloon was over seven inches of hard rubber. It would fill her completely. He rubbed the tip of the balloon up and down her slit until it grew slick with her juices. He took the end of the balloon and pushed it into her, his fingers stretching her opening as he shoved them in as deep as he could.

The balloon went in without much effort or pain. She could feel it high in her abdomen, the end of the balloon hanging out her hole. She panicked when the hose was attached to the end of the balloon, not sure what to expect but positive that it would be painful. Otherwise they wouldnt get the excitement they sought.

The hissing filled the room, the balloon expanding quickly inside her. Like in her mouth, it was like a snake crawling along her insides, but it grew as it moved, expanding and shoving hard against the elastic walls of her pussy. She felt the pressure as it stretched her pussy tube, prying her open. If she could have screamed she would have, but her mouth and throat were plugged. She felt the opening of her vagina expanded far wider than it had ever been before as the balloon bulged out wide as well as long. She thought she felt a tearing, feeling what she thought it would be like to have a massive prick inside her, a prick like General Chernobogs. And then the balloon moved deeper inside her like a fucking prick, blinding agony as it stretched her insides, pushing hard against the nearby organs. She never felt so full, her insides stretched around the rubber balloon, the end of the balloon pushed hard against her cervix as if trying to enter her womb. Her stomach cramped and the burning agony of her stretched pussy opening ripped through her body, Kerry holding her breath, even the slightest movement sending surging waves of pain through her body. She saw Michael through her tear-stained eyes, another long balloon in his hand, this one over a foot long when stretched. She knew there was only one more place for it. In her ass.

Michael took a small tube of grease from his pocket, rubbing it over his index finger. He moved between her legs, the pink, wrinkled little hole looking like it was winking at him. He ran his finger over the tight hole, feeling her muscles clenching defensively from the unnatural touch, Michael sure that no one ever dared penetrate this virgin hole before. He saw her cheeks clenching, Kerry unable to control her own body any longer.

She felt a cold finger rubbing over her anus, the tiny hole throbbing, her muscles clenching uncontrollably as the finger pressed harder. It made increasingly wider circles around her anus until she felt the wetness spread all around. The finger moved to the center of her hole, already feeling her anal ring yielding to the pressure of his finger. It slipped through the tight muscle with little pain, just an uncomfortable feeling in her guts as the tip of his finger pressed up into her rectum, pushing hard against her muscles. The finger moved deeper, moving from side to side, expanding the walls of her guts while he oiled her up for the balloon. His finger left as fast as it breached her. She felt the rubber balloon, Michaels finger pushing it through her anal ring, spreading wide as the balloon passed inside, her muscles sucking it up into her guts. She felt the finger desert her, leaving her with a rubber balloon sticking out her ass.

Michael took the nozzle, attaching it to the balloon. He turned on the air, the slow hiss filling the quietness of the room as the balloon began to expand. He watched as the mouth of her asshole spread open, the balloon not caring of her pain or displeasure, the inanimate balloon just pushing out the elastic walls of her asshole as it moved inside her.

Just when the balloon in her pussy became a dull, undeniable ache, her asshole screamed in pain. Blinding agony filled her as her guts were spread open painfully, the balloon moving deeper and deeper as though it was a cock digging deeper into her bowels. She felt the painful stretching as the balloon moved through her intestines, straightening out bends in her guts as the balloon expanded in her. She also felt the terrible stretching of her anal ring, the tiny hole forced open so wide, the edges feeling as if they were tearing, feeling like a hand was shoved up her ass. She couldnt do anything but cry out silently in misery, her insides shoved aside by the balloons that expanded inside her, her stomach rippling in blinding agony as waves of pain raced through her body.

They stopped the air from going in but left all three balloons inside her, her body jerking every few seconds as fresh bouts of pain ripped through her body. They watched her face, the pain etched in her features, her breathing labored, her breasts rising so slowly as if she were in the last throes of life.

She suffered for what felt like hours, the balloons between her legs sending shooting pain in her stomach each time she made the slightest movement. Her pussy and anus felt like they were torn, stretched tightly around the rubber balloons, her muscles beat into submission as they tired from fighting to push the unyielding balloons from her organs.

Michael stroked her face as he stared into her eyes. Are you ready to fuck, Kerry? And I mean in every one of your holes. We want to fuck your mouth and throat. Take that virgin pussy with our big cocks. Sodomize you while you grip the head of our cocks with your internal muscles until we cum in your guts. And then youll suck our filthy cocks with your mouth until we are hard enough to fuck you again. Michael was taking off his clothes as he spoke to her. When he was naked, he released the end of the balloon in her mouth, pulling it out, Kerry gagging as it dragged out of her throat. He threw the spit-drenched balloon on the floor. Your answer, Kerry.

She filled her lungs, the pain still rippling through her guts as the balloons between her legs made her ache. She had no choice. Yes. Anything. Just no more balloons, she begged.

They took the balloons out of her pussy and asshole, dragging them out, watching as her holes reluctantly released them from the tight hole. Michael tested her resolve to obey, taking the balloon that was in her asshole and pushing it up to her lips. Her face grimaced as she inhaled the pungent odor, but just a look from Michael and she opened her mouth as he pushed the soiled balloon into her mouth, his finger holding it while her tongue went to work cleaning it. She gagged, but didnt stop until it was clean.

They released her from the chair, having to hold her until she could stand on her own. Between her legs ached, but she knew it was only the beginning, the two naked men standing on both sides of her while she stroked their thick, naked cocks, readying them to fuck her. She had to concentrate hard, both men wanting her undivided attention, neither willing to share, Kerry working hard to please them both at the same time.

They pushed her to her knees, her hands holding the two cocks in front of her face, her tongue snaking out to lick salaciously over the two heads until they glistened with her spit, her mouth already filling with the pungent taste of their salty cum. Michael was the more demanding, one hand on the back of her head, pushing with his hips until she felt the hot, rubbery head of his cock on her lips. She barely had time to open her mouth when he breached her lips and sank his cock into her mouth, her tongue working eagerly to please him. Her other hand continued to masturbate Steven. They alternated between her mouth and hand, Michael shoving his cock forcefully down her throat the third time she took him in her mouth, gagging and choking as she tried to accommodate the thick prick in the tightness of her throat. In spite of having her throat breached by the balloon, this was different, the cock in her throat never stopped moving, sliding in and out, fucking her throat until it was rubbed raw. Her mouth and throat was never empty for half an hour as they mouth fucked her, each one pulling from her mouth when they were nearing ready to cum, the other taking its place. Steven finally couldnt contain his lust, blowing his wad in her mouth, Kerry finding her mouth filling with hot, pasty cum for the first time, gagging as she tried to swallow the thick globs of cum.

Michael wasnt going to waste his cum in her mouth. He laid her down on the floor, on her belly, kicking her legs apart until they were spread wide. He knelt between them, his hands rubbing her ass cheeks until they parted and revealed the abused asshole, the tiny hole already snapped back to a tiny star, though the edges were red and swollen. He rubbed the oil on his cock and then settled on her back, his hand holding his cock erect as he placed it against the tight hole.

She felt his weight press her harder into the floor, his legs spreading her legs so wide she felt like she was going to split up the middle. He rubbed the thick, rubbery head of his cock along her ass crack, over the tiny hole before he pushed the head into the center of her anus. She felt him pressing down on her, his weight forcing the head of his cock to expand her recently abused anal ring. Compared to the balloon, it hardly hurt, just humiliating to be entered in such a place, Steven standing over her, watching her shame as Michael began to sodomize her. And Steven was already stroking his cock back to life. OOOOHHH, she groaned as the head of Michaels cock suddenly shoved into her rectum, her asshole clenching around the thick head and capturing it. Michael didnt wait for long, pressing harder until half of his prick snaked into her guts, the rigid member pushing aside the elastic walls of her asshole. He pulled out, feeling her anal ring clinging to the shaft as it slid up, her pucker pulling out when the ridge under the head of his cock pulled it back. Then he shoved in, her breath taken away as her asshole went from empty to full in one brutal thrust, burying three-quarters of his cock in her intestines.

Her insides nibbled at his cock as he began to pump her full, making her take the full measure of his cock with each stroke, forcing her guts to take his punishing cock. He rode her for ten minutes, his cock sawing in and out, her muscles beat into submission. Steven was not idle, sitting on the floor in front of her, holding up her head as he thrust his cock into her open mouth.

She was being taken by two at once, just like Simone. One in her ass, the large organ swelling with each stroke, knowing he was ready to cum. Steven used her mouth again, just knowing he wouldnt cum in her mouth again, not sure if it was to be her pussy or ass that would take his organ next. It felt like Michael was trying to drive his cock through her and pin her to the floor with it, shoving so hard that her stomach cramped around the thick organ as it swelled in her bowels. It got bigger, Kerry humiliated as she felt the hot fluids fill her intestines, Michael cumming into her repeatedly, jet after jet of hot cum filling her guts.

Steven was on her as soon as Michael pulled out, flipping her over onto her back, Michael sitting over her head, grabbing her ankles and pulling them until they almost touched the floor behind her. Steven couldnt wait, shoving inside her, tearing into the hot, tight virgin hole with a painful thrust that buried half of his rigid cock into her elastic passage as she screamed out in pain. Michael silenced her with his filthy organ; Kerry forced to clean the organ that had just pulled from her asshole.

Steven continued to rip up and down, raping her painfully while she was forced to suck and lick Michaels cock, even when it was clean. He never took it out of her mouth, her body bent painfully in two; the cock between her legs feeling like it was a sword splitting her up the middle. Steven took longer, her mouth already satisfying him once, his organ sliding in and out of her pussy as he raped her.

Michael grew tired of her mouth, his cock already growing erect again. He released her legs, Steven knowing what to do, turning Kerry on her side without taking his cock from her pussy or even stopping her rape.

Michael moved behind her, raping her asshole again as she screamed under the duel impalement, her body buffeted back and forth between her rapists, twin cocks merging into one painful weapon between her legs. Their hands mauled her breasts, pinching her nipples until they burned in pain, but it was the pain of the cocks that raped her that kept her on edge. It was a long rape, almost half an hour of constant fucking before she got the relief she needed, twin jets of cum filling her nether passages with hot creme. She prayed she wouldnt become pregnant as she felt for the first time her pussy bathed in a mans hot cum.

They were still not satisfied with her, her mouth pressed back into service until her jaw ached from bringing their organs erect again. This time Michael raped her pussy and Steven sodomized her asshole, finally both of them dumping their final load of cum into her young body, leaving her spread on the floor, cum pooling on the floor beneath her. Two guards came to return her to her cell, but not before they taught her the finer aspects of sucking black cocks, enjoying the feeling of power they had as a white girl knelt submissively in front on them, her hands behind her back as they used her head to pump up and down on their cocks as they fucked her throat. By the time she was brought to her cell, she could barely walk, cum still flowing from her organs, her belly filled with loads of cum.



Chapter 10
Intimate Exam

Brianna was forced to her hands and knees, doggy style, shamed at even the name. Ravana was behind her, his hands pushing out on her thighs until she spread her legs so wide that it felt like she was being split up the middle. His fingers played with her wet pussy, teasing along the battered hole, still gaping open from the forced fucking of the big dildo inside her. Her insides were still sore, not sure how she would take his cock, but sure that he didnt care. He was only concerned with his pleasure. She felt the blunt head of his hot cock rubbing up and down her slit, wagging her hips from side to side, enjoying the feelings of pleasure at the thick head pushed aside her pussy lips and rubbed over the soft tender inner lips. EEEhhhh, feeling the thick head ease into her stretched pussy; the dildo had forced her muscle into submission. This was different than the dildo, this one a different hardness, almost able to feel the blood coursing through the thick veins that ran up the side of it. Briannas eyes had been glued to Ravanas prick when he stripped naked. She looked at his black prick, mesmerized by the thickness. His hands held her hips, pulling her back onto his cock, feeling the long cock slide inside her, filling her with his hardness. He pulled out, then moved back in, fucking deeper with each thrust, his hands on her hips making her dance on his prick. She could feel her dangling breasts swaying gently back and forth as he reamed her pussy with his cock.

Lick it, William putting his hand under Briannas chin, her eyes opening as he lifted her head up, his cock fisted in front of her mouth.

Like Simone, another man wanted her mouth while she had to contend with a prick in her pussy. Ravana was all the way inside her, fucking her with a rhythm, Brianna getting fucked by a man for the very first time. She squeezed his prick with her muscles, feeling the prick jump in unexpected pleasure, Brianna almost proud that she could do such a thing to a man. Her hips were guided from side to side, his prick feeling so big inside her as he continued to pump her. Now she had to contend with another prick, this one dangling in front of her mouth. He wanted to put it in her mouth, Brianna seeing the head already shiny with his juices, knowing that her taste buds would soon be flooded with his cum. His hands tightened on her head, Brianna knowing she had no choice, her tongue snaking out of her mouth, the tip of it running over the head of his prick. She felt it jerk when she first touched it with her tongue and then tasted the salty cum that permeated her taste buds.

Yes, lick it like candy, Brianna. Ill teach you how to suck a mans cock. William had to hold his cock tight, her hot breath and her eager tongue making it jerk in excitement. Her tongue went to work on his cock, William watching as she licked all around the head, feeling the pleasure as the tip of her tongue worked on the sensitive lip around the head, rubbing over the lip until his cum leaked from the tip. He rubbed the wet head over her lips, painting them until they glistened in the light. He couldnt wait any longer, his hands pressing on the sides of her head, tilting her head back. Open wide, Brianna. Take my cock in your lips and tighten them on the head. He felt the pleasure as the head of his cock slipped into her hot, submissive mouth, her mouth closing over the head to clasp it like a tight pussy. MMMMM, enjoying the way her tongue eagerly played over the head while her lips trapped it in her mouth. He began to move his hips, sliding more and more of his cock into her mouth, feeling the shaft push her tongue down as he filled her mouth.

William was fucking her mouth, his prick sliding in and out almost in unison with Ravanas prick in her pussy. She had never felt anything like it before, two men taking her at one time, their organs in her body. Brianna tried to please them both, squeezing Ravanas cock with her tight pussy, her tongue trying hard to please the prick that leaked its salty cum into her mouth. They both held her submissively, their hands guiding her actions, Brianna not sure why she wanted to please them both so eagerly. She went into a world of her own, giving the men pleasure bringing pleasure to her. Ravana was the first to cum, bringing her back to reality as the salty cum hurt as it rubbed over her insides, still sore from the roughness of the dildo. It blasted her insides, his hot cum feeling strange as it coated her insides. William didnt cum in her mouth, probably because he wanted to fuck her pussy. He traded places with Ravana, Brianna thankful that he didnt cum in her mouth. But she had Ravana to contend with, his cock semi-hard but covered in cum. It filled her mouth with his creme; Brianna forced to lick it clean. At the same time she felt it growing erect again. William was fucking away inside her, his hands peeling her ass cheeks apart, Brianna feeling her anal ring stretching as the skin nearby pulled open wider. His fingers played around her backside, remembering what William had done to her ass with the probe. It was almost a welcome relief when it was only his finger that entered her asshole, even if it was his thumb, her sphincter grabbing onto the thick finger. Now all three of her holes were pierced at once; Brianna settling into her new role as a fuck toy for the men.


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They brought her back to her cell; Brianna curled under the blanket as she thought of what they had done to her. She was well fucked now, both of them taking her in her mouth and her pussy. And her asshole was well reamed by fingers, though she wasnt sure why they didnt sodomize her. It was as though she almost regretted that they didnt. She finally dozed off, falling into a deep, contented sleep only to be woken when the door of her cell creaked noisily open. She looked and saw that it was morning already. She looked up, two soldiers standing over her cot.

Come with us, his voice demanding.

She didnt hesitate, getting off of the cot. Her blouse was gone, her breasts naked. She still had her skirt and a pair of panties on, feeling self-conscious as she was marched down the hallway, her breasts bouncing as she moved. The guards didnt fail to notice. She was led into a room, seeing a doctor in a white coat standing over a desk, a sterile metal table to the side.

You must be Brianna. I am Doctor Zarimeski, but you may call me Dr. Z.

Was he going to save me? Why am I here? She didnt know whether to fear him or welcome him as her savior. He was older, almost fifty, slightly graying hair.

Governor Ravana asked that I check out your vagina. Its elasticity. He thought that there might be some damage.

It still hurts. It still felt like the dildo was inside her. And the fucking had rubbed her raw, the salty cum only adding to the pain as it irritated the abused flesh. She didnt want the guards seeing her being so intimately inspected. Do they have to be here?

Im afraid that Governor Ravana requires it. In fact they will have to tie your hands. Or else I will get into lots of trouble. He nodded to the guards, her arms pulled behind her into the small of her back, one arm folded over the other, her wrists and lower arms both tied together. They turned her around until she was facing Dr. Z. Come over here, Brianna.

The guards moved to the side, standing next to the door, but still having a good view of her. Brianna felt her breasts thrust up by her arms, moving to stand in front of Dr. Z. His hands moved instantly to her breasts, his hands hefting them up as though he was weighing them; Brianna willing her nipples not to grow aroused, but she was losing the battle.

Dr. Z plucked at her nipples, arousing them to greater hardness. Very sensitive nipples, Brianna. He squeezed them both with his fingers, crushing the tips until they turned white, Brianna grimacing but barely a whimper of protest. Has Ravana clamped them yet? He twisted them until she spoke.

NO! The thought of her nipples being clamped sent shivers of fear in her body. The fingers hurt when he pinched them but nothing like what metal clamps would do.

Dr. Z turned to the two guards. Strip her and put her on the table. On her belly. He ignored her gasp, putting a bolster on the metal table as the two guards rushed over to Brianna, grabbing her so she couldnt move away, her skirt falling to the floor in a second, the other guard slipping her panties down her legs, kissing her belly as he knelt to pull them off her feet.

She was naked, the two guards stripping her quickly, her body pressed onto the cold metal table, her nipples hardening as they rubbed on the cold, sterile metal table. A bolster was lined up under her hips, pushing her ass up, Brianna feeling the same humiliation that she felt when they put her in the doggy position. She struggled, but with her arms bound, she could do little. Then she felt the two guards on each side of her, her legs grabbed at the thighs, spreading her open, Brianna feeling the shame as their eyes burned between her legs. She was spread open for them to see all of her. And she was afraid of what Dr. Z was going to do. Check her elasticity. She knew it meant something was going to be put inside of her, fearing another thick dildo to spread her open.

Hold her tight, she might buck, Dr. Z ordered the men. They were already feeling her up, their hands running up and down her trapped thighs, pinching the tender flesh, her body moving erotically as the pinching made her ass hump up and down as though she was fucking an imaginary lover. Dr. Z moved behind her, his fingers running up and down her slit, pushing aside her lips until her wet inner pussy was exposed. It had taken a lot of abuse, the normally pink skin an angry red, Dr. Z knowing what the shark skin on the dildo did to fresh pink pussy.

She felt him running his fingers up and down her slit, turning to him. Put a glove on, she begged. Doctors always wore a glove when they entered a girl.

I want to feel your heat. Dr. Z pushed a finger into her, sliding easily along her wet passage. She might complain, but she was lubricating nicely. His finger slid in unopposed, feeling her hot, tight passage grip him almost possessively.

She felt him moving inside her, unable to do anything but endure the probing, her insides pushed aside as he fingered her. She felt a little bit of pain, but it was more from the rawness of her insides, not the size of his finger. The guards held her tighter; one hand running over her ass cheeks, clenching her cheeks defensively only gripped the finger in her pussy tighter. The finger moved in deeper, then pulled out, twisting and turning as it opened her up. She felt it ease back in, this time thicker, sure that two fingers were splitting her open, feeling the pressure on the muscles of her vagina as she stretched around the thicker fingers, prying apart her pussy lips. They moved in, Brianna feeling his knuckles pass through her pussy lips; all of her senses concentrated between her legs as Dr. Z intimately explored her vagina.

She was tight in spite of what the dildo had done. Her cunt was elastic, shrinking back down to size, but he would soon test her abilities to take large objects up her pussy. The Governor and his friends loved to shove things into young girls, not just cocks, but baseball bats, huge dildoes, even rubber balloons that would swell the organ until it almost tore. His knuckles pushed against her tight opening, pushing harder as he tried to drill his finger deeper inside her. She groaned in pain. Relax your muscles; you can take it. He pulled his fingers out until only the tips were gripped by her hole, pressing a third finger over the other two, shoving them back into her again, feeling her cunt gripping the thick fingers.

She felt the pressure between her legs, just like the thick dildo, hard and unyielding. Her head was down on the cold table, resigned to be finger fucked by the Doctor, the guards playing their fingers over her ass cheeks, Brianna forced repeatedly to tighten her cheeks when they played too close to her asshole. She hated it when William shoved the probe up her ass, the balls stretching her guts deep inside her, giving her cramps. Dr. Z had to have more fingers inside her, feeling like tiny animals moving inside her, nibbling at her insides, feeling them opening, stretching her insides to accept the probing fingers. His knuckles kept bumping against her pussy lips, Dr. Z groaning as he tried to force his knuckles through the tight hole, his fingers twisting and turning inside her, never stopping as he finger fucked her. She prayed he would stop soon, Brianna fighting the growing wetness between her legs. OOOOH, feeling more fingers enter her. No more! His fingers pushed in, spreading open like a giant speculum inside her, her pussy walls shoved painfully wide. She felt his knuckles battering at her pussy lips, the tiny hole stretching wide, feeling as though they would tear if he pushed any harder. But he did. It hurts, she cried out. Arent you finished?

You can take it. Dr. Z grew more excited, four fingers inside her, soaked in her juices, her hot insides gripping his fingers, imaging what it would feel like with his cock. He pulled his fingers out until only the tips were keeping her hole open, his thumb pressed along the other fingers, pushing as his hand slid inside her. Good thing he had oiled up his hand, actually all the way up to his elbow, his hand and arm glistening with the slippery oil.

She felt his knuckles grinding on her pussy lips, stretching them wider. It felt like a blunt instrument shoving inside her, his hand turning from side to side, the hard knuckles beating her muscles into submission, just as the thick dildo had done to her. She bit her lip, quenching her scream as she felt his knuckles, surprised to find them sliding through her stretched pussy lips and slide inside her. He didnt stop, pushing his fingers in deeper, her pussy lips tearing as they were forced wider. She would tear apart if he pushed any deeper, holding her breath, waiting for the pain. But instead of pain, she felt the easing of her muscles. Then it dawned on her. He not only pushed his fingers inside her, but his whole hand. What are you doing? Take your hand out of me!

Not yet, Brianna. You can take it. You had a dildo busting your pussy; you can take my hand. His hand was compressed by her tight muscles, fighting to open his fingers inside her, pushing out the elastic walls of her cunt. Her pussy lips clamped around his wrist; his arm sticking obscenely out her from between her legs.

It was hurting now, his fingers opening inside her, scratching the tender walls of her vagina. It felt like a snake crawling into her, moving this way and that, pushing hard against the soft walls, stretching them in ways they werent built to stretch. Then she felt the pressure on her pussy lips again, hearing Dr. Z grunting as he shoved his hand deeper inside her. She began to sob in pain, her pussy lips torn and bleeding, his wrist bone feeling huge as it stretched her pussy lips so wide, the fingers continuing to move deep into her belly. To her astonishment, he began to draw his hand back down her pussy, her insides feeling like they were being dragged out, a powerful suction created as his hand pulled back down her pussy tunnel. It jerked, then pushed back in, his fingernails scratching the soft skin, her body jerking in pain only adding to her misery as her muscles clenching in pain. Dr. Z never stopped moving, his fingers going in and out, the pain in her pussy worse than with the dildo.

Dr. Z pushed one last time, sinking his hand all the way into her cunt tube, his fingertips pushing against her cervix as if he was trying to push into her womb. He grunted as he slowly brought his fingers in, tearing at her soft walls as his fingers pressed together until they were in a hard, tight fist.

NOOO! She felt it growing inside her, thicker and harder, his fingers now compressed into a ball, a tight fist filling her insides. It was as though she was passing a baby out, the fist as big as a babys head. The pain hit her as Dr. Z began to turn his fist from side to side, the hard knuckles scraping the tender inside, her pussy lips stretched tautly around his wrist.

Dr. Z was beyond reason, her hot pussy gripping his fist in a blanket of warm flesh. Youll take bigger things in your cunt than my fist, pushing his fist up and down her pussy, his eyes glued to her pussy lips wrapped tightly around his wrist like a tight rubber band. He shoved hard, grunting as he fought her muscles until the top of his fist smashed into her cervix, the guards almost letting her escape as her body jerked in pain.

AAAAHHHH, she cried out in pain, feeling like a hammer was hitting her cervix, his hard knuckles bruising her as she wept in pain. I cant take it, she screamed out in agony. Her body shook so much she almost pulled free of the two guards, but they gripped her legs again, spreading them much wider, now forced to contend with the tearing between her legs as they were spread farther than they should be.

He pulled his fist back, her inside passage collapsing behind it, the powerful suction dragging out her guts. Her pussy lips strained tightly around the widest part of his hand until he couldnt easily pull any farther. He shoved in, using all his strength to punch his fist into her cunt, slamming her hard on her cervix. The guards were ready this time, holding her tight as she screamed; her body thrashing in pain. He ground his fist on her cervix as she cried out.

She couldnt believe she was being punched from the inside, her pussy forced open and closed around the thick fist that shoved up and down her passage. He was drawing his fist up until her pussy lips stretched tightly around the fist, sure that it would tear when he pulled his hand out. Then he used all his strength, his fist pushing so hard that it rattled her insides when it slammed into her cervix. She couldnt believe the pain, as bad as the dildo ripping in and out of her pussy. Her organs churned inside her as Dr. Z continued to fist fuck her. She cried and begged, the guards holding her pinned to the table with her legs spread, her pussy reamed by the massive fist.

He was shoving in so hard the guards couldnt even hold her still, his fist forcing her up the table each time he bottomed out in her cunt. Her ass shoved up and down as though she was fucking his fist willingly, Dr. Zs eyes glued to her pussy lips wrapped tightly around his wrist. She was so hot inside, wishing he could stick his other hand inside her and spread her open until he could peer into the dark hole. His cock was rigid, needing relief soon or he would spray in his pants. Reluctantly he drew his fist out of her cunt one last time, finally having to straighten out his fingers, her pussy lips would surely tear more if he pulled his fist out.

Her pussy muscles were beaten into submission by his fist, hammered for long minutes until they could no longer protest the harsh treatment. She felt the tremendous pressure on her pussy lips as he pulled his fist up, moaning in pain as her lips felt like they were tearing. She felt some relief when his fingers began to straighten out, her insides stretched until the fingers slipped out, the hand popping out of her pussy with a loud pop, and her scream following shortly behind.

Dr. Z peered into her hole, her lips closing slowly. He stood up, unzipping his pants and fishing out his cock. You can leave now, nodding to the guards, the men moving quickly to close the door behind them. Keep your legs open, I still have to check your other hole. He took a small tube of lubricant from his pocket, rubbing it on his cock until it glistening in the bright light.

No; not there. Not your fist in my ass, she blurted out in terror.

I wont shove my fist up your ass if you cooperate, Brianna. He took the small vial of lubricant, a four inch tapered nozzle on the end of the small bottle. He placed it on her tight anal bud and pushed into her until her asshole swallowed it up.

She hardly felt anything as something was shoved into her ass. She heard a whoosh and then felt a coldness spreading inside her. Another whoosh, more fluids filling her guts. He did this three times before he pulled it out, his finger replacing it, her anal ring spreading easily over his finger. He was working his finger in and out of her rectum, spreading the fluid until she was wet and slippery, fingering her asshole. What was he going to do? The obvious had not reached her brain yet.

Dr. Z knelt up on the table, sliding quietly between her legs. He began to lower himself down onto her body. Hold real still, Brianna, he whispered into her ear. Her cheeks were parted, her asshole glistening with oil. He took his slippery cock and pushed the head until it covered her asshole. He didnt give her a chance, shoving with his hips until the head of his cock was trapped by her anal ring as it stretched and then snapped under the rim to trap it in her rectum. He groaned in pleasure as her sphincter gripped the head of his cock so tightly.

She felt the pressure on her anus, hearing Dr. Z whispering into her ear. Something went inside her, her mind not comprehending as she felt her anal ring stretch over the intruder, sliding easily into her oiled passage until she felt the uncontrollable urging of her insides as her muscles tried to force out whatever was invading her ass. She felt Dr. Zs body lying on top of hers, feeling the sharp pain as his zipper scraped against her naked ass cheeks. NOOOO! she cried out in humiliation, finally realizing that it was his prick that slipped into her rectum. He was going to fuck her in the ass, Brianna struggling to propel the invader that opened her up, shoving her ass up, only to find her asshole speared deeper by the cock.

She was moving to escape his cock, but her insides clenched and unclenched on his cock with such delicious pleasure, her insides nipping at the head of his cock. He pushed with his hips, sending two inches of hard, steely cock into her guts, feeling her insides clench onto his shaft like a hot blanket, tiny fingers rippling up and down his thick shaft. Youre so hot and tight, Brianna. I love a young, tight, virgin asshole. He pulled back until her sphincter gripped the head of his cock, then shoved back in, using the leverage to send his hips forward, four inches of cock invading her virgin asshole. Thats not so bad is it, Brianna? I imagine it feels rather big up there, but you can take it. You took my fist up your cunt. My cock should just be a minor annoyance. He pulled back, looking down between them, the pink flange of her asshole clinging to his cock as he pulled out, stretched wide as the head of his cock almost pulled free.

It was more the shame than pain, Dr. Z taking her like an animal, Brianna on her belly, her legs spread wide while his prick dug in and out of her rectum, stretching her guts as he filled her with his erect cock. It felt like a log sawing up and down her backside, her elastic passage forced open, than quickly snapping back down as he withdrew his sodomizing prick with the same intensity. It continued to push inside her, each time deeper until her stomach cramped around the raping prick. Yet his stomach still hadnt pushed against her ass cheeks, still more cock to feed inside her. He was pushing so hard, his weight driving her body down onto the bolster that kept her ass arched up submissively, her pussy crushed into the leather bolster. She felt something on the bolster, rubbing hard against her slit, the bump pushed into her lips. Dr. Z was pushing her body up with each thrust, his cock driving into her rectum with greater speed. The bump moved higher until it rubbed over her clit, Brianna keeping her body still, pushing hard against the bolster to keep from moving again. She began to rotate her hips, her clit rubbing from side to side against the bump, feeling a delicious tingle between her legs.

It had been a long time since he felt such pleasure; a young, elastic asshole that brought such pleasure to his cock. He rode her hard, seeing the change in her, her hips moving from side to side, her muscles clenching on his cock as he pulled his cock out. How do you like a big cock up your ass, Brianna? Youll get lots of ass fucking here. Men love a young, tight asshole like yours. His cock hammered in and out of her asshole, driving deep into her bowels until his balls slapped against her perineum, his cock deep in her guts.

It felt so long, giving her cramps when he bottomed out in her guts, her insides collapsing behind his cock as he pulled out, the powerful suction feeling like he was sucking her guts out behind it. He was making her take the full measure of his cock, sliding up and down her backside with ease. And all Brianna could do was masturbate on the bump on the bolster, her clit rubbed back and forth over the bump of leather, her juices flooding the leather as the pleasure swept through her body. She no longer cared that she was being taken unnaturally; his cock fucking her asshole as though it was her pussy. All she cared about was the pleasure between her legs.

His balls tightened in pleasure, ready to cum into this sweet, young girls asshole. She was lost in her own pleasure, rubbing her pussy on something that stimulated her, no longer caring as he increased the rhythm of his thrusts in her asshole, his cock ripping up and down her ass tube with greater speed, feeling the hot friction building in her guts. He felt her cumming, her insides tightening on his organ before she cried out loudly. He pumped her hard two more times, each time jamming his cock so deep into her guts that it felt like he was spearing her to the table with his cock. His cock exploded in her bowels, his balls unleashing his pent up cum, shooting with a powerful jet that bathed her guts with his cum.

AAAWWWWW, unable to control the pleasure that raced through her body as she came, shamed that these evil men made her orgasm when she couldnt do it herself. It was as though she needed to be taken, forcefully taken, in the most perverse and unnatural acts before she could cum. She felt his cock in her guts grow bigger, stretching her once-virgin passage until she felt him shoot off inside her. She could almost see it in her mind, the milky, white cum shooting out in ropey bunches into her guts, her bowels flooded with his cum. She felt another orgasm hit her body, triggered by the powerful jet of cum in her guts, humping back and forth on the spewing prick. He continued to pump her until his prick finally stopped cumming.

Dr. Z lay on top of the girl, his breathing labored, enjoying the hot furnace of her asshole still gripping his shrinking cock. She didnt move, lost in the afterglow of her own orgasm. He wished he could stay this way forever, imagining waking up to find his cock still in her asshole, an erotic dream making it hard, sodomizing her for his morning pleasure, another load of cum filling her belly. He finally felt her muscles begin to push his cock out, the delicious pleasure as her muscles milked his shrinking cock until it popped out of her asshole. Youll do well, Brianna. Youll get all the thick cocks that you can handle. He got off of her, the guards coming back into the room. You can have her before you take her back.

One held her when she heard what Dr. Z said to them, the other scrambling to climb onto her body as she fought to move away. He pushed her legs apart as she struggled to close them to protect her battered holes, the guard easily overpowering the bound girl. Another black cock entered her asshole, sliding easily along the cum-drenched hole and bottoming out in her guts in one powerful thrust. He pulled her ass up until she was on her knees, her head hanging submissively down as he fucked her ass with hard, powerful stokes that tore cramps through her guts. There was no orgasm this time for her, only his as he blasted his pent up cum into her belly. There was no rest, the other guard taking his place, his bigger cock stretching her wider as he raped her asshole. He didnt last long, cumming in the white girls asshole with such pleasure.



Epilogue
Evil Lil Heather and Brooklyn

It looks like Mr. Lassiter paid you a visit, Brooklyn. Heather already had her stripped naked, bound on her back, her hands pushed along her hips, tied at the wrists to her thighs, it made a pretty picture, the rope wrapped around her thighs at least ten times.

What made her stand out so nicely were her legs. They were brought up and crossed at the ankles, leaving her pussy and asshole obscenely exposed. And vulnerable. A situation that Heather was about to take advantage of. She picked up the riding crop, bending it, testing its resiliency. We have our differences. He likes knives, as I can see from the wide assortment of cuts on your body. If I know Mr. Lassiter, there are more inside you. A much more intimate torture, but I do love the screams when I use my toys on young, ripe bodies like yours.

Please dont, Brooklyn begged, but she saw Governor Ravana casually open his pants and take out his cock, stroking it so brazenly in front of them. She had learned to submit. Ill do anything.

Of course you will, Brooklyn. But I do love the screams, they make me so hard. And you will do anything but only so that Heather wouldnt hurt you any more. He turned to Heather, seeing the evil lust in her eyes, knowing her pussy was wet at the thought of whipping Brooklyn. Begin.

Heather walked in front of Brooklyn, the bustier barely containing her breasts, red stockings beneath her black boots, held up by a garter belt leaving a wide expanse of naked flesh in between. Naked because Brooklyn would be pressed into service, her mouth bringing Heathers orgasm, the whip to encourage just the right movements. All the girls would learn the finer aspects of girl sex. The Governor had many woman friends that enjoyed female companionship, preferring rape and forced sex instead of willing partners. And the men always enjoyed a show of girl sex before a nice rape or torture session.

Brooklyn could barely move a muscle, her legs already cramping, her fingers growing numb as the rope cut off the circulation to her fingers. She could feel the cold air blowing on her sex, her lips pulled back by the spread of her legs. Even her asshole was exposed, a grim reminder of the sodomy she already suffered under Mr. Lassiter. Would Governor Ravana do the same to me? Why did the men want to put their cocks in a place that it wasnt built for? There was a perfectly good place for them. Her current fear was the woman that stood before her, looking like a dominatrix straight out of the books. Including the cruel whip in her hand. Brooklyn had seen what they did to her coach, and she feared the same. They were all sadists that loved to inflict pain on girls. She struggled, but all she did was tire herself out, the ropes getting tighter the more she struggled.

Brooklyns pussy was already wet, the spread of her legs exposing her secret. Mr. Lassiter had a way with the girls, making them cum in spite of cutting them with his sharp knives. Brooklyn would soon be sucking and fucking anyway that Heather desired soon enough. Heather turned around suddenly, the whip slicing through the air with a loud whoosh, backhanding it so it slashed across both thighs with a thick thud.

EEEEEWWW, Brooklyn cried out, her sensitive thigh flesh feeling like it was burned with a hot iron. Her body shook, Brooklyn staring at Heather with hatred in her eyes. Bitch, she spat out in haste, the whip slashing her again, this time lower, the tip of the whip slicing across her pussy lips, the shock of being struck in such a place bringing a fresh cry of despair. AAAAGHHHH!

Yes, I am a bitch. But you will regret that remark. The whip lashed out at the young girl, slicing her thighs until they were covered with delicious red welts. Then she went to work on her ass, lacing the whip along her cheeks, delighting in the way Brooklyns ass cheeks clenched and unclenched erotically as though she was pleasuring a man in her pussy or asshole. Her screams had turned almost silent, her voice growing hoarse quickly. Heather change all that, the whip slicing down her crack, the brunt of the force landing on her anus. The scream was inhuman, Brooklyn getting her voice back.

It was as though Mr. Lassiter was driving one of his knives up her ass, feeling the whip slice across her raped hole, igniting a fresh bout of pain from the abused hole. How could a girl do such a thing to another girl? Brooklyns scream rang off the walls of the room, Brooklyn seeing Governor Ravana stroking his cock harder through her tear-filled eyes as her asshole burned. Another lash between her cheeks, her buttocks clenching tight, but as soon as she relaxed them Heather would whip her asshole again. She felt wetness back there, sure that her anus was cut and bleeding.

Governor Ravana loved the whipping, his cock feeling so hard, like a steel rod, Heather doing an excellent job. Her pussy now, Heather. Make those lips big and red.

Not there! Brooklyn cried out but already knew it was futile. She braced her body for the pain, but nothing could have prepared her. Heather sliced the whip through the air, the sound so loud as it slashed into Brooklyns mound. It was a sickening thud as the end of the crop struck her directly on her slit, smashing aside her lips to attack the soft, inner flesh with the vengeance of a swarm of bees. EEEEEEEWWWWW! The next one swung up, hitting her perineum, teasing Brooklyn, knowing the next one wouldnt be so low. Five times Heather beat her pussy, the last one smashing her clit into her pubic bone with an earth-shattering thud, Brooklyns body unable to absorb the pain. Her sex felt like raw meat.

Are you ready to suck your Masters cock, Brooklyn? Governor Ravana stroked his cock in front of her face, Brooklyn looking up, her tear-stained face grimacing in pain. Her eyes showed her surrender, her mouth opening in submission, her tongue already sticking out to receive her Masters cock.

Anything, Sir; anything but dont beat me anymore. She reached up with her head, but Governor Ravana pulled back each time, teasing her.

She needs to be filled, Governor. Mr. Lassiter taught her to pleasure him with her asshole. Maybe we should fill it for her. Heather picked up the long, green pole, the head of it carved into the shape of Governor Ravanas cock all the way down to the gnarled veins that ran up the shaft. Heather coated it with a slick coat of oil. It was bigger than the Governors cock, but he liked to think of himself as being bigger. Brooklyn would pay for the difference; her asshole would be forced to accept the hard, rigid fake cock in her asshole. And very deep, as Heather would enjoy straightening out her intestines with the unyielding cock.

Governor Ravana put the head of his cock on her lips. Suck it, Brooklyn. If you do so much as put a nick in it, Heather will whip you to death. A slow, painful death. Her mouth eagerly sought out his cock, her lips grasping onto the head and drawing it into her mouth, her tongue eager to bring him pleasure. Governor Ravanas eyes were on the long pole that Heather was so expertly shoving into Brooklyns asshole. He enjoyed her muffled screams on his cock, but she made sure that it was all lips that sucked his cock, no teeth in spite of the pain. Her asshole stretched wide over the thick head as his real cock split her lips apart. Inch by hard inch of fake cock was shoved into Brooklyns asshole, the green pole disappearing into her guts, the jerking of Brooklyns body the only sign of the immense pain she was feeling as her guts cramped from the hard, unyielding cock that filled her like a stuffed turkey.

The pain shot into her guts, the hard pole shoving aside her muscles, her elastic passage stretched to the breaking point as the thick head continued to plow deep into her bowels. Heather jammed it in too hard, painful contractions in her intestines as her organ had to straighten out to accept the rigid pole. Brooklyn sucked Governor Ravanas cock like a twenty-dollar whore in spite of having her asshole reamed out with the cruel pole. She had to or else, Brooklyn easily learning the price of disobedience. Was this what my life was to be? Pain and cruel perversions forced upon my body? A slash of the whip and Brooklyns mind went back to her work, her tongue lashing at the Governors cock as he fed it slowly into her throat, the gagging and choking doing little to offset the pain of having a thick pole shoved up her ass. Her only relief was when he came, flooding her mouth with his thick, salty cum. Even when he pulled out, it wasnt over, Heather wanting the pleasure of Brooklyns mouth yet, Governor Ravana amusing himself with sodomizing her with the thick green pole.


Epilogue
Shannon, the Rape Toy


They used her sexuality against her, Shannon never having the pleasure of another girl again. Not even Heather was allowed. Shannon became the cock hound, fed an unlimited amount of cocks, special rape parties arranged with Shannon as the victim.

Shannon was spread on the floor, staked out like an Indian. There were at least six of them; thats all she could see, but she knew there would be more. There always were more.

They called it getting her warmed up. They would beat her pussy and tits with belts as she screamed, her body jerking in pain, especially when the thick leather belts slapped between her pussy lips. She called it torture, making the upcoming rape more painful as they fucked her swollen pussy. When they tired of her pussy, they fucked her mouth, just another hole to rape, pumping their cocks in and out of her throat, not caring that she gagged and choked. In fact, they made sure she did. Then it was her ass, the belts used to warm her up, not even allowing her to grow accustom to the first cock that raped her asshole. It was shoved inside her guts like a spear, unable to escape the punishing ass rape as they fucked her ass hard and fast. They flooded her guts with their cum, her stomach groaning as they filled it with hot sperm.


Epilogue
Brianna, Governor Ravanas Favorite


Brianna was such a submissive, Governor Ravana enjoying her the most. He walked over to her, her sweat-drenched body glistening in the bright lights that shined on her. Heather had done an excellent job of trussing her up. Her arms were tied behind her back, but the rope from the ceiling pulled them up until her body was almost bent in two, twin breasts hanging down so conveniently. Each of the brown-nipple tips was pinched between the powerful jaws of the clamps. If that wasnt painful enough, one-pound metal weights dangled from the end of the clamps, stretching her nipples until they were elongated.

Her nipples felt like they were being torn from her body but that was not the worst part. She was straddling a one-inch plank of wood, propped up between two pedestals, the plank on its edge. It was sharpened to a point, then the edge was rubbed rough with a file. Her labia were parted around the plane, the edge of the plank pushed hard into the sensitive inner membrane. Her legs werent allowed to touch the ground, drawn up and tied behind her. With the way she was bound, all of her weight was forced down onto her gash, and her clit had not escaped. With her arms bound behind her, she was pushed forward until her clit was smashed into the wood.

If she could only sit still, it wouldnt have been half as bad. It hurt like hell, feeling like she was straddling a sword, but Governor Ravana was standing next to her. His hand was running all over her body, making sure that he made the weights on her nipples sway gently, the pain shooting into her breasts like knives in her heart. His hands ran over her ass cheeks, thrust up and out by the bondage, his finger playing over her sweat-drenched hole, teasing it, her body braced for the pain she would feel between her legs when he breached it, forcing her to move on the plank.

Ravana noticed the wetness on the plank between her legs. She might complain about riding the horse, but she never failed to cum when she did. She moaned softly when his finger pushed into her rectum, feeling her hot muscles clench on the tip of his finger. Her body jerked forward as he impaled her, her muffled cry sounding so pitiful. He would play with her body for over an hour, bringing her to the edge of orgasm, only to deny her the final pleasure, teasing her until he roused her once again. When he finished with her she would barely be able to walk without a constant reminder of riding the horse.

Im going to fuck you in the ass, Brianna, but not until you cum for me. He pushed his finger deeper into her asshole, feeling her muscles clenching tightly on his invading finger. So tight in spite of how many times he sodomized her. And she had learned just the right way to grip his cock with her asshole until he came in her bowels. Her hips moved, her groan of pain louder as her pussy rode the rough wood, tearing into her flesh. Yes, hurts, doesnt it, Brianna. He twisted his finger in her asshole until she moved again. Yes, like that, Brianna. Ride it. One finger became two, her hips moving more urgently now that he was stretching her. Four fingers and she would ride hard, Ravana letting her go for long minutes before he allowed her to cum. She screamed out in pleasure, her hips racing back and forth, scraping her pussy raw as she came all over the wooden plank.

He helped her down from the horse, her legs numb from being bound. He moved her to the floor, the pyramid rising up in the center, the tip a point, tapering down to about six eight inches across at its base. He positioned her over it, or more to the point, her pussy over it. He pushed her down until it began to enter her, slowly spreading her pussy open as her weight forced her down on it. In that position, her ass was shoved up so provocatively, Ravana not wasting any time to get behind her, his rock-hard cock eager to be encased in her hot intestines. He pushed in, her fingered asshole prepared for him. He pushed his weight down on her, Brianna groaning in pain as he pushed her pussy down onto the pyramid, her pussy lips stretching wide to take the increasingly large pyramid inside her.

It felt like a giant log was shoved inside her pussy, her raw lips feeling like they were tearing. Governor Ravana was inside her asshole, riding her hard, making her take the full measure of his cock with each thrust, his heavy weight pushing her onto the punishing pyramid that threatened to tear her open. She was sure she was torn open before he came, blasting his cum into her guts, Brianna rolling over onto the floor, clutching her abused pussy. He left her alone, Brianna caught up in her own world as she masturbated silently on the floor; her asshole dripping the milky white cum as she came again.


Epilogue
Madeline, the Girl the Men Loved to Hurt


Madeline was just too beautiful, the men loving to teach her proper respect, doing everything to debase her as much as possible. The men came up with the most creative and painful sexual torture for Madeline, her organs subject to the most hideous treatment, none more than electrical shock. Heather was always more than eager to help, making Madeline ride each painful shock to her body, then giving her the personal pleasure that only Heather could force upon Madeline. Her body was taken from pleasure to pain and back again so many times that Madeline could no longer distinguish between the two. Or cared to. She could ride a cattle prod in her pussy, five thousand volts racing through her wet pussy to orgasm with the same enthusiasm that she could cum with a vibrator.

Madeline was bound, Heather slowly shoving the cattle prod into her ass, the thick prod shoving her guts aside as it was driven deep into her bowels. The men watched, their cocks out, stroking them in excitement as they saw her with the prod sticking out of her ass like a big cock. Heather was gentle, stroking her clit with her fingertip, Madeline clenching on the prod as if it were her lover, Heather making sure that it didnt slip out.

Dont cum yet, Madeline, Heather warned her, continuing to stroke her blood-engorged clit. She pushed the button on the cattle prod.

Madeline screamed out as her guts were fried with the powerful jolt of electricity. It felt like she was being punched from the inside. She barely had time to recover before another powerful jolt of electricity burned her intestines, her muscles clenching and unclenching as the electricity set them in motion. The finger on her clit left her, feeling the cold metal, looking down to see Heather grinning evilly as she took the pliers and place them around Madelines clit. Madeline screamed in pain as a fresh bout of electricity ran through her organs, Heather crushing her clit in the hard, unyielding jaws of the metal pliers. Madeline came even as her clit was torn and yanked by the pliers, feeling the hot splashes of cum hitting her face as the men came on her in their excitement, Madeline opening her mouth to accept their gifts.


Epilogue
Kerry, Enema Queen


They had so much fun blowing up her organs with the industrial strength balloons, they moved onto torture enemas. Kerry lay on her back, her legs drawn high up to the ceiling, her legs spread, her cheeks parted to allow them complete access to her asshole.

Steven took the enema nozzle, far bigger than necessary, but it was built for pain, not ease of use. He was nice, greasing it up, more for his ease to shove it into her. I think two hot enemas and two cold enemas to start with, Kerry. I put a little hot sauce in the water. And the first one will have soap in it. That one you will have to hold for half an hour. It should bring such delightful cramps in you. At least I will enjoy them, for I will be in the usual place, your pussy with my cock. I love not moving, the painful cramps in your stomach giving me such pleasure as your organs cramp on the soap and water. And so tight, that much water pushing your organs into the others, making your cunt so tight that it almost hurts.

The nozzle hurt as he shoved it in her asshole, stretching her anal ring until it passed through painfully, her muscles clamping down on the tapered end and trapping it in her rectum. It felt like a huge rock inside her. He shoved the tube through the nozzle, pushing deep into her guts, threaded in like a snake. She didnt have to wait long, Steven pushing his cock inside her pussy, releasing the water, Kerry crying out as her bowels were flooded with hot water. It filled her quickly, pressing hard against her other internal organs, seeing her stomach swell until she looked pregnant. The soapy water began to give her cramps, rippling through her stomach as she felt Stevens cock throbbing in her pussy.

It felt like her pussy was a vise, the water filling her guts, pressing hard on her pussy until it squeezed so tight. He rubbed her stomach, pushing down to induce a cramp, her pussy massaging his cock as he struggled not to cum. Yes, that feels so good, Kerry. Again, pushing down on her stomach until her belly clenched in pain.

It felt good when he allowed her to void her bowels, her asshole opening and emptying the large amounts of water. But the nozzle returned, each time more water filling her, more powerful cramps rippling through her body. And his cock would fill her pussy again, jerking and shuddering under her uncontrollable clenching.

Heather had taught him a new trick. He attached the wire to the nozzle in her ass, her guts filled with cold water. He turned the switch on, the electricity flowing freely through her body, following the water into her guts. He felt it on his cock, a strange excitement as the electricity tingled through his organ. It was the most pleasurable orgasm that he had with her, planning on turning up the juice next time. But he would wear a rubber condom next time. After all, it was for his pleasure only.


Epilogue
The Coach Teaches


Simone would do anything to escape the whipping, but she was never lucky enough. They made her the coach again, Simone teaching the girls how to perform girl sex for an audience, Governor Ravana having a wide selection of friends that loved to see two girls forced to have sex. All except Shannon. She wasnt allowed next to a girl, only men. Lots of cock for her.

Slowly, Simone instructed Brianna as they rode the double dildo on the bed, the bright lights shining on them as the audience watched. It was over two feel long, General Chernobog having this one molded after his organ. And it was black, slipping between their white thighs, the thick veins rubbing them harshly inside. Simone kissed Brianna, her tongue in her mouth as they French kissed deeply. Brianna responded as instructed, their hands running over their bare breasts, Simone finding her nipples responding to the touch. Their hips humped the dildo, the thick head penetrating them deeper as they worked the fake organ into their bodies.

Brianna was easily positioned, on her knees, Simone spreading her legs until her cheeks parted, her pussy still wet from the dildo fucking. Face the audience, turning Briannas head and placing it on the pillow so the audience could see the expressions on her face as the events unfolded. Simone brushed the hair from her face. Relax as best as you can, Brianna.

Simone sat up on her knees, the twin dildoes strapped around her waist sticking out obscenely and unrealistically. More molds of General Chernobogs cock, the enormous weapons looking deadly. Simone lined them up, one pushed into Briannas pussy, her lips spreading wide to accept the massive head. The other one was placed against her asshole, Simone holding it in place. One of the men had to hold Brianna when Simone shoved the two enormous weapons into her body. Her screams made one man cum in the audience, the others rapidly pumping their organs as Simone raped Brianna in both of her holes with the unforgiving cocks.

Brianna could only sob, her insides shoved aside by the massive weapons inside her, Simone pumping them back and forth in mock fucking, her insides rubbed raw by the thick flange on the head and the gnarled veins that ringed the shafts. It was five minutes before Brianna felt her insides swell with the cum that shot out the shafts and into her raped holes, the men in the audience donating the sperm that filled the reservoirs in the dildoes, released by Simone in the final humiliating act. Brianna slumped down on the bed, the one in her ass painfully shoved out by her muscles, her belly filled with the mens sperm.

She was still not finished, her mouth forced to clean the two dirty dildoes, swallowing the remainder of the mens cum, her lips stretched wide around the shaft as Simone fucked her mouth while Brianna licked the fake cocks clean. Including the one that was shoved up her ass.

And so the life of the girls would continue, the men of the island enjoying forcing them into the most unspeakable acts, their young, tight bodies tortured, their screams only making the mens cocks harder as they raped the girls in all their holes.

The End.
