﻿Tulia and Amanda 
By Tulia and Powerone

Copyright 2007

Story Codes: M+/F,F/F, oral, anal,mast

Tulia, a lovely college student is kidnapped and brought to a small island far from home. She is to be trained by Amanda to pleasure the Master of the Island. 


Chapter 1

The Kidnapping


Tulia stood naked in front of mirror thinking of what to wear.  It was cloudy and windy outside. The summer was getting closer but it was still too cold for this time of the year.  She turned around and looked at her ass in the mirror smiling.  If there was a part of her body she loved, it was her butt. Round and sweet, she thought, touching her buttocks. Her legs weren’t bad either.  She was spending a lot of time outside walking, sometimes jogging or going to gym.  And it paid off.  She wouldn’t mind if her breasts were a little bit bigger.  It’s not like her tits were small.  At the moment her nipples were very sensitive, and she felt horny.  Staying home and playing with herself seemed like a good idea.  She could skip the first lecture.  It was boring anyway and the weather was bad either.

She was petite, her brown hair quite short, barely touching the shoulders.   A round face and big brown eyes made her look more like a girl then a young woman.  She usually wore casual clothes and rarely put on make-up, preferring to stay a little bit longer in the bed in the morning.  It only emphasized the impression of her being teenager, even though she would turn 21 this summer. Since she preferred wearing sexy clothes in the summer, she wished it was summer all year long.

That was probably her downfall, her sweet innocence and young body.  Tulia wasn’t even sure how it happened, it coming swiftly one day.  She was waiting for the bus to the University, the only one that late in the day.  She had one class on Friday at 2 in the afternoon.  Her nose pushed into her book while she waited for the bus, she barely noticed the blue van that drove by twice and then parked across the street from her. She glanced at her watch, still ten minutes before the bus would arrive.  Tulia mentally scolded herself for leaving so early.

Her head pulled up from her book when she heard the van slam on its brakes, startled by the loud noise.  She barely had time to do anything but gasp when the vans door opened and two men rushed out towards her.  Before she knew it, they roughly covered her lips with a rag, her head growing dizzy as the strange aroma on the rag raced from her nose to her brain.  That was the last thing she remembered.

When she awoke, Tulia felt the pounding in her head and the dryness in her mouth, looking around the sparsely furnished room, sprawled out on a large bed. 

An older girl gave her a drink of water and an aspirin, Tulia’s mind still fuzzy, she fell back to sleep in only seconds.  When she woke up again, it was dark, the same girl sat on the bed next to her with only the light in the hall reflecting off of her.

“Where am I? Who are you?”  Tulia wasn’t scared, though she should have been.  It was though she knew Amanda would protect her.  Or hoped she would.  The girl looked a couple of years older than Tulia and much prettier, though Tulia never considered herself a beauty.

“I’m Amanda and you are in the Masters house.”  Amanda let it sink in.  “Master Michael.”

“Master?”  Tulia tried to sit up, her head still fuzzy.

“Yes, he is our Master.  We are here for his pleasure.”  Amanda said it without an expression as if it was a given in life.

“I’m not anyone’s slave,” Tulia protested. 

“Than why are you not home in your own bed?  The Master had you followed for weeks, planning the precise moment he would kidnap you.  You never even realized his interest in you.”  It had been the same with Amanda over a year ago.  Amanda had the same disbelief that anyone could be a slave, but over time she accepted the fact and in some cases almost relished the role.  After all, she had no cares in the world except to bring pleasure to Michael.  All of her physical needs were satisfied as long as she satisfied Michael’s sexual needs and pleasures.  If she didn’t, punishment was quick and severe.  She had learned early on that it didn’t pay to be defiant.

“Am I close to home?”  It was much warmer, Tulia not sure where she was.  It felt like it was summer.

“Far from it.  You are on a small island, thousands of miles from your home.  You have been out for over a day.  Michael owns the island and everyone on it.  His power is absolute and cruel if you don’t obey.”  Amanda tried to warn Tulia, but she knew that Tulia would test her boundaries first until Michael punished her. “Take a shower and get ready.  There are clothes for you in the bathroom.  Michael wants to see us in an hour.  He is very strict on punctuality.”

Tulia wasn’t sure what was going on, but she would play along until she could figure out a way to escape.  Amanda seemed nice, a strange bond between them.  She went into the shower, glad to get under the hot water, letting it cascade over her naked body as she thought of what Amanda had said.  For the pleasure of Master Michael.  What would he do to her?  Or what would she have to do?  While she wasn’t a virgin, she didn’t have much sexual experience.  She put on the blouse and jeans that were laid out, Tulia surprised that they fit so well.  Amanda was waiting for her when she stepped out of the bathroom.

“Let’s go, I don’t want to be late.”  Amanda pulled Tulia out of the room and down the hall.

Tulia scanned the hallways and rooms as she followed Amanda, memorizing the floor plan for when she would escape.  They came to the end of the hall, two large wooden doors gracing it regally.  Amanda opened the door, the hinges creaked ominously.  The room inside was huge, looking more like a bedroom than a living room, the massive four poster bed the most prominent feature of the room.  Generously scattered about the room were also couches, chairs, tables and footstools, a handsome older man sitting in one of them staring back at Tulia.

“Welcome to my home Tulia.”  Michael smiled at the young girl, looking much prettier in person than the impersonal pictures that the men had taken of her.  He gazed at her body, enjoying the way the clothes seemed to fit her so tightly, hugging her sexy frame.

“Why have you brought me here against my will?”  Tulia was almost too bold, wishing she could take it back once it escaped from her lips.  Michael had two blue piercing eyes that seemed to bore into her soul.  And he was handsome for middle aged man.  He had to be at least mid forties, old to a girl that was twenty one.  He had strong arms, the thin sweater hugging the muscles.  He had a chiseled face that was tanned from years in the sun, a five o’clock shadow made him even sexier.  What concerned Tulia was the glint in his eyes as he gazed at her.

“Did you inform Tulia the punishment for insolence?”  Michael’s voice boomed at Amanda.  “Or for disobedience?”

“Yes Master,” Amanda hiding her head in shame.

“You are my property Tulia.  To do with as I see fit.  If I want, I can make you disappear forever and no one would be the wiser.  You are not even in the same hemisphere where you lived. You are now on an island where my authority is absolute.  While I may desire you Tulia, do not take that as any indication that I will not punish you.  I can get the same amount of pleasure from your lovely body by punishing it as I can from getting pleasure from it.  It is up to you to decide which you would rather have.”  Michael’s voice was absolute.

Tulia began to get scared, the powerful man intimidating her.  And it looked like Amanda could do little to protect herself.  She had no choice but to do what he wanted.  At least until she could find his weakness.  She didn’t say anything, her silence an acceptance to his power.

Amanda put her arms around Tulia.  "You have to obey Michael or he will punish you.  I can help you."  Michael stared at the young girl, seeing her shivering in fear as Amanda whispered in her ear.

"You're going to have to take off your jeans.  He wants to see you in your panties.  It won’t be so bad, after all, you will still have your panties on.  Here I'll help you."  Amanda knew that Michael wanted to see his latest slave naked.

Tulia felt the older girl’s hand move to her waist, undoing the belt, a deft snap and the jeans were open.  Tulia stood still until she felt the girl’s hand on her zipper, Tulia's hand grasping the older girl’s hand.  "Please, I can't”.

Amanda put her arm around Tulia.  "Let me pull your zipper down.  We'll take off your jeans and then I will too.  Both of us will be in our panties."  She felt Tulia's hand relax.  "That's a good girl. Look, Michael is smiling.  He is happy with you.  Don't make him angry."  Amanda pulled the zipper down, her hand rubbing over the silky panties as she slid it down.  She pulled the two sides of her jeans aside, exposing the pure white panties to Michael's gaze.

Tulia felt so vulnerable, standing with her jeans half off, Amanda's hand on her abdomen, Michael stared lustily at both of them.

"Now be a good girl and take off your jeans."  Amanda's hand slid over her jeans, opening them up until she was exposed as Tulia was.

"I can't," Tulia began to sob, ashamed as Michael sat and watched her with such lust in his eyes.  What would he do to her?  Would she have to be naked in front of him?

"Now be a big girl and take them off.  You don't want Michael to punish you.  I heard some girls got whipped for refusing.  And he whipped their sex.  It really hurts."  Amanda slid Tulia’s jeans down in the back as Tulia began to help her, sobbing louder now as she pushed them down over her ass, her feet finally kicking them aside.  She looked at Tulia, standing there in her panties, her clenched fists at her side, her eyes downcast, not wanting to see Michael's eyes on her body.

Amanda stepped out of her jeans as well, seeing the pleased look in Michael's eyes.  Amanda spun Tulia around, her perfect ass revealed to Michael.  Amanda pushed one hand in front of Tulia on her abdomen, her other hand on Tulia's back.  "Bend over a bit and stick out your ass."  She pushed on Tulia's body.  Tulia’s pert ass cheeks were pushed out as she bent over, her sobbing increasing.

"Now hold it like that so Michael can see your ass."  Amanda's hand roamed freely over Tulia's ass, the bent over position making Tulia's cheeks so taut.  "Michael wants you to spread your legs.  Just a bit."  Amanda pushed her foot between Tulia's ankles, banging one harshly until Tulia obeyed, her foot shuffling over, her crying now turning to sobbing.  "Hold still now.”  Amanda ran her finger down Tulia's crack, pushing her panties into the deep groove.  She felt Tulia begin to move, slapping Tulia's ass hard.  "I said hold still.  Michael wants to see you better.  I'm going to push your panties into your crack and slit.  There that's not so bad.,"  her finger pushed the panties into the tight divide, finding the tiny anus that pulsated beneath the panties, stopping to feel Tulia shiver from the unfamiliar touch on such a intimate place.

"Have you ever had a boy touch your asshole Tulia?"  She pushed with her finger harder against the tiny hole, a gasp from Tulia's lips, then the sobbing grew louder.

"NNNNO, please don't touch me there."  She felt so ashamed, imagining how it must look, how Michael must be looking at her.  And the finger felt funny, pressing against her most intimate hole, Tulia almost able to feel the blood pulsating in the finger.

"Don't worry Tulia, I'm a girl just like you.  It's not like Michael is doing it."  She pushed hard, shoving the thin panties in her tight hole.  Amanda could feel the hole fighting the intrusion.

Tulia was glad when Amanda’s finger pulled away from her backside, it burned when Amanda tried to shove her panties insider her backside.   The panties were still stuck between her cheeks, feeling discerning.  But she had more to worry about, Amanda, pushing her over more, Tulia feeling obscene as her ass pushed up, Amanda's hand sliding her panties into her slit.

“NO, please stop” Tulia shouted and fell to her knees crying like a baby, her eyes shut, her arms now holding her legs tight.  

Amanda kneeled down beside her, petting her on the head wiping the tears away.  “You don’t want Michael to get angry, do you?” she whispered into Tulia’s ear kissing her on the cheek.

“I can’t do this. Please don’t make me.”  Tulia sobbed in shame, sitting on the floor, her jeans stripped from her.

“Michael expects us to perform for him. We’ll both be punished if we don’t.”  Amanda was looking in Tulia’s eyes holding her face in her hands.

 “I’ll do it,” Amanda added looking at Michael for approval, smiling as he nodded.  “But you’ll have to help me”. Tulia looked puzzled at her not understanding what she was talking about. “I will perform for Michael” Amanda added.  “Get up”

Tulia got slowly on her feet not daring to look at Michael feeling his gaze at her.  Amanda was standing before her holding her hands.

  She took a step forward their breast almost touching now. “Have you ever kissed a girl, Tulia?” she asked pressing her lips on Tulia’s. The young girl froze, feeling the soft kiss on her lips and hard nipples pinning her breast as Amanda put her hands around her and grabbed her ass.

Tulia felt strange, the other girl so close to her.  She hesitantly kissed back.

“It wasn’t that bad, was it?” Amanda smiled seeing Tulia blushing. “You have to help me take off my blouse now” she said bringing Tulia’s hand to her waist.  Tulia obeyed.

Amanda was not wearing a bra, pushing her top up, wanting to present herself for Michael.  “Now my panties, you have to roll them down.  Don’t be afraid.”  Amanda encouraged the frightened girl.

Tulia closed her eyes and slowly rolled the panties down. Tears fell down her cheeks again. Amanda stepped out from her panties kicking them aside.

“Now open your eyes. It’s not like you’ve never seen a naked girl before. That’s better. Now look very carefully,” Amanda commanded, turning her own back to Michael.  “When presenting yourself to Michael you have to spread your legs really wide.”  She did as she said and then she bowed, grabbing her ankles.  Tulia’s eyes widened seeing this girl presenting herself so obscenely to a man.

“Spread my buttocks apart, show my anus to Michael” Tulia heard Amanda talking to her.

“I… I can’t do this, don’t make me,” Tulia was shocked.

“Would you like to take my place?  I’m doing it for you.  You could be just a little bit grateful!”   Amanda’s voice becoming impatient.  Amanda’s pussy was wet, eager to feel Tulia’s hands on her ass.  “Do it” she commanded.  

Tulia put her hands on Amanda’s buttocks feeling her taut muscles. She slowly spread them apart, looking at the little flower in the middle as it was revealed.  She held them open as Michael gazed at Tulia with such lust in his eyes.

“Lick my anus. Make it shine for Michael.” Amanda felt Tulia’s hesitation.  “Or would you rather be whipped instead?”

Tulia saw out of the corner of her eye Michael smiling, looking not at exposed Amanda but enjoying Tulia’s every movement, her hesitation and her helplessness.  What would he do if she didn’t submit?  She shivered in fear.  She slowly crouched down behind Amanda, closed her eyes again and stuck her tongue out.  Her mouth felt dry.  Her fingers pulled Amanda’s cheeks apart until the tiny hole was revealed, this time Tulia only inches from it.  Her tongue pushed out of her mouth as Tulia moved her head forward until she touched the anus with tip of her tongue, clenching her eyes tight.  She heard Amanda moan.

“That’s it, lick it.”  Amanda almost came from the touch, her pussy dripping wet at the thought of Tulia rimming her asshole.

Tulia began to move her tongue, smelling the scent of another girl, tasting her arousal.  It felt so strange and perverse, her tongue running around the hole, feeling the spasms as she licked around the tiny hole.

“Your lips are so soft.”  Amanda was almost purring like a cat.  “Touch me”

Tulia raised her head, opening her eyes, curiosity overtaking her. She gently touched Amanda’s anus not sure what was expected from her, feeling her nipples getting hard at this perverse act.  She only hoped Michael didn’t notice anything.  The situation seemed surreal.  Like a dream that could any time turn to a nightmare.

“Now you have to put your finger up my ass.” Amanda’s voice was trembling from excitement.  She was afraid she could cum at any moment.  The finger pushed against her anus, Amanda loving it when Michael fingered her tight ass.

“I can’t do it.  I will hurt you.”  Tulia came back to reality not sure if she heard right.  First licking now this.  Although still dressed she felt naked and vulnerable.

“Don’t worry about me. That’s what Michael wants. You don’t want to get him angry.”  Amanda couldn’t wait until she felt Tulia’s finger enter her asshole.

Tulia dared to take a look at Michael out of the corner of her eye.  His eyes were glued to her confirming only that she didn’t want to get him angry.  Her face turned red as she pushed the finger against the small flower between Amanda’s buttocks, hearing Amanda mewing underneath, her finger suddenly sucked inside the hot passage. Tulia felt humiliated standing there with her finger in another girl’s butt, hearing Michael laughing.

“Oh, please sir may I cum.”  Amanda pleaded, feeling that she already reached a point of no return, not sure how it could have happened so fast.  She was always so aroused when Michael played with her asshole.  The first time she hated it, but Michael enjoyed it so much that Amanda learned to love it, finally learning to cum with just a finger in her asshole.

“No!”  Michael spoke for the first time since they started, denying the pleasure that Amanda sought.

But Amanda was already deaf to the world, an orgasm hitting her like rock. She fell down on her knees feeling the next orgasm coming even without somebody touching her, her body shaking as the pleasure swept through her body.

Tulia stood there with her finger still in the air, not comprehending what had just happened.  She looked at Amanda as she trembled and then at Michael, seeing the anger in his face.

“I’m sorry…” Tulia said, not sure what she was sorry for but fearing Michael’s anger.

Michael got up slowly, taking his time to walk over to the girls. He looked at Amanda. She was on her knees, shame clearly visible on her face. Shame, that she displeased him. She dropped her head, staring at the floor, red in the face, waiting for his decision. Her body glistened in the light from the room. Small drops of sweat made her almost sparkle. She looked so sweet, so beautiful and so innocent kneeling before him. But he knew her better. She was like wild animal that needed to be tamed each time.

Tulia saw Michael getting up. He was much taller then she thought. He was moving slowly like a cat that was about to hunt. It made him look much younger that he actually was. He crossed his arms on his chest looking down at Amanda. Tulia couldn’t take her eyes off of him, feeling somehow bewitched. And then he turned his head, looking straight into Tulia’s brown big eyes. She gasped for air. Her breathing became shallow. She felt dizzy. She was so nervous she could barely stand.

“Amanda, get up!  And bring a whip.”  He commanded.  “It’s time to show our little friend the consequences of disobeying my orders.”  He was still looking at Tulia, piercing her with his eyes.

Tulia couldn’t stand Michael’s gaze any more.  She dropped her head, only to see her own nipples standing proudly, poking in Michael’s direction.  Even her panties were showing a little spot of her own juices.  That made her sink her head even farther down.  She closed her eyes, hoping he didn’t notice anything.  He must be blind if he didn’t notice anything.  The second thought raced through her brain like a small annoying bug.  Her eyes filled with tears again.  Not only was she looking like a school girl but she was also acting like one, crying every time she lost control of a situation.  Not like a young woman that she considered herself to be.

“Bring two whips,” she heard Michael’s booming voice.

Two? Why two? What was he planning to do?  She didn’t do anything wrong.  Tulia didn’t dare to look up at him, knowing he was still staring at her.  She heard her heart pounding faster.  Small hairs on her arms were rising and she felt goose bumps covering her body. It only made her nipples harder, feeling like someone was chewing on them.  Her face became red and she shivered.

Michael was looking at Tulia with amazement.  It was clear she couldn’t control her own body’s reaction.  She probably didn’t even understand what was happening to her.  The wet spot on her panties became bigger as she shivered.  She would bring him a lot pleasure, he knew.  Her hard nipples looked so inviting. Even if her breast were quite small, it looked like they were very sensitive.  He would take care of them later.  His cock jerked in his pants at this thought.

Amanda hurried into the room holding two whips.  Her big bare breasts danced in the air as she was moved quickly towards Michael.  She blushed a bit and bit her lower lip as she handed the whips to him. Her whole body and every movement were saying: I’m sorry.  She knew she wouldn’t avoid punishment and she accepted her fate long time ago.

“Get into position Amanda. Bend, your hands on the footstool, legs spread wide.  And arch your lovely ass up.  You know what is required from you, don’t you? ” Michael commanded her.

“Yes Sir,” she answered quickly, feeling her pussy getting wet.

Tulia opened her eyes, seeing Michael commanding Amanda, not paying attention to her any more. She took a step back trying to look as though she wasn’t there.  She wanted to disappear, not sure what he was planning to do.  But she was curious too.  She had to admit to herself she wouldn’t mind watching it if she was sure nobody knew she did.  You are a pervert.  She thought to herself, hoping Michael would forget her for a while, taking his time with Amanda.  She needed to clear her mind, to think how to behave, how to survive in this strange new world, even how to escape.

Tulia looked at Amanda, presenting herself again obscenely for her Master, while he was playing with whips in his hands.  How come she is doing it so willingly, so eagerly?  She must be realizing he is going to whip her.  Tulia suddenly remembered Amanda’s soft hands on her body and her silky lips pressed against her own. It was so…. sexy.

“Take the whip,” Tulia heard Michael’s demanding voice.

Tulia dreams went away again, his words bringing her back to the reality. He was handing her one of the whips. She looked puzzled but obeyed.

“And now use it on Amanda.  Make her scream.  She must pay for disobeying me.  Do you understand?”  Michael asked, seeing disbelief in Tulia’s eyes.

“You want me to hit her?”  Tulia looked like a child denied watching cartoons.  Her eyes getting bigger, her mouth slightly open, showing two rows of white tiny teeth.

“Call me Master or Sir.  And yes I want you to hit her as hard as you can or you’re next.  Let me show you.”

Michael took a step towards Amanda.  The whip made a loud whoosh, cutting through the air and landed across Amanda’s butt, leaving a red mark almost instantly.  Amanda gasped for air and let out a soft cry but held the position. Small drops of sweat appeared on her back.

“Now it’s your turn,” Michael said turning towards Tulia.

He wasn’t kidding, he really meant it.  Tulia could tell by the look in Michael’s eyes.  He was used to giving orders and people following them.  She clenched her fingers around the whip, suddenly wanting to hit him, to punish him for taking her away from home, for making her take part in this perversion, for making her so vulnerable.  But she didn’t stand a chance against him. Instead she closed her eyes, took a step forward as Michael did before and hit Amanda.  At least she thought she did.  She missed, spun around and fell down on the floor.

Michael was watching Tulia carefully.  She was an open book, all her feelings and thoughts clearly visible on her face.  For a second she looked as she would attack him.  Then the coward inside her took over control and she tried to hit Amanda, managing only to fall on the floor.  She looked a mess, sitting and sobbing on the floor.  Michael couldn’t stop himself from laughing, seeing her useless attempts at obeying him.  Tulia wasn’t like Amanda.  Michael could still remember when Amanda was first brought to him.  She fought like a little tiger.  It took two strong servants and lot of rope to put her into position he wanted her.  Both of the servants looked liked they survived a bar fight afterwards.  Amanda was biting, kicking, spitting and swearing.  Even bound she didn’t lay still as most of the girls that he had before.

Amanda was brought up by her father and three older brothers.  Her mother passed away when she was five.  She had a great body but looked and behaved more like a boy, spending most of the time with her brothers, treating their friends like best buddies. At 23 she still was a virgin, her brothers guarding her well.  They even thought her how to fight.  But it didn’t protect her from being kidnapped.

Michael wasn’t interested in her at first.  A tomboy.  But he had to admit she had a great body and a pretty face.  Now he was glad he bought her.  She was worth every penny he paid for her.  But it wasn’t easy to break her.  The whip didn’t work as well as he had expected.  Even if she temporarily submitted she looked like an angry bull afterwards, ready to fight again.  And fight she could.  But Michael knew how to tame even the most stubborn ones.  She could fight his brutality but she couldn’t cope with his tenderness.  One way or another they all submitted to him in the end.

Tulia was sitting on the floor, hearing Michael loudly laughing.  It was so humiliating.  Not only was he making her to do as he pleased but also having fun watching her.  It was even worse then if he had hit her for failing.  Tulia felt her face burning in shame.  She began to sob again.  He was just standing there, having the time of his life humiliating her.  And she allowed it, she even participated in it.  Tulia wished she could disappear forever, together with her humiliation and shame.

“Get up and continue.”  Michael said, still visibly amused.  “Did you hear what I said?”  He added when she didn’t move.

“Yes. I did,” she whispered and hesitantly looked up at Michael.   “Yes, Sir. I did,” she corrected herself quickly, seeing a warning in Michael’s eyes.  She got up and turned to Amanda.

“Try to aim more carefully this time.  Leaving your eyes open would help.”

Michael teased her as he moved behind Tulia.

At least I don’t have to look at him. Tulia thought, trying to ignore his words.  She looked at Amanda.  Since Michael commanded her into position she didn’t move or say anything.  Tulia clenched her left hand into a fist and the right hand gripped the whip, slapping Amanda on the right buttock.  She tried not to hit too hard not wanting to hurt Amanda but too afraid of Michael to disobey him.

“That wasn’t very convincing” Michael commented.  “You have to hit harder.  Like this.” he added after a pause.

Tulia heard a loud whoosh and a thud as Michael’s whip landed on her ass, protected only by the thin panties.  Tulia jumped and cried out as she felt the pain racing to her brain.

“Please no!”   Tulia shouted as she saw Michael raising his arm again.  “I’ll do it.  Don’t hit me again.  Please Sir, I’ll obey.”  She vaguely remembered to call him Sir.  It was easier then calling him Master.  Master sounded so final.  Tulia saw Michael lowering his arm.

“That was your last warning,” Michael said as he walked back over to his chair to sit down.  He hadn’t expected her to be so afraid of pain.  She still has a lot to learn, pain a good motivator for her to learn her new place in life.  He gave her a wicked smile as she turned her back to him. He sat back in his chair, now quite sure the girls would give him a nice show.

“Well, what are you waiting for?  Begin!”  He leaned back in the chair, looking lustily at both of them, eager to watch them perform.

Tulia whispered to Amanda.  “I’m sorry, but I have to do it.  I’ll try to be easy,” she promised.

Amanda looked back at her, her eyes squinting.  “Don’t be stupid.  Hit me hard.  If you don’t, it will be Michael whipping your ass.  And you’ll never forget that.  He can be very cruel if you cross him.”  She turned back towards the wall.  “Now obey him.”  She waited for the first blow, not sure whether it was the dread of the pain or the excitement of the pain.

Tulia had no choice but to slap the whip across the wide expanse of white, naked ass cheeks pushed back so provocatively for her to whip.  She felt the thud as the whip lashed Amanda’s cheeks, a pink line already showing up on the alabaster skin of her ass.  Amanda’s body jerked, a muffled scream crushed by her tightly clenched lips, Tulia watching as Amanda’s ass rose back up again, asking for another blow.  Tulia didn’t hesitate, slashing across Amanda’s cheeks a second lash, this time lower down, down on the sensitive skin that separated her cheeks from the top of her thighs.  The pink line showed up instantly.  Tulia thought she could make out the dew on Amanda’s pussy.  Could she become aroused by being whipped?

“Ten strokes and than you can stop.  But make them hard!”  Michael’s voice broke the silence of the room.

Tulia went on, obeying Michael, the whip criss crossing the welts already formed on Amanda’s white cheeks.  She didn’t stop until she counted ten, each slash of the whip making Amanda jerk in pain.  But Amanda didn’t cry out, only a silent sob coming from her lips.

“Now you have to make it up to her Tulia.  I want you to rub her pussy from behind. Make her cum again, this time she has my permission.”  Michael rubbed his cock through his pants.

Tulia felt so bad at what she did to Amanda that she didn’t hesitate, her fingers sliding up Amanda’s slit, surprised to feel it soaking wet.  Amanda had enjoyed the pain.  How could that be so?  Tulia began to masturbate Amanda, doing exactly what she did to herself when she masturbated first thing in the morning.  Her fingers glided up and down the wet slit, pushing aside her puffy lips, rubbing the soft, tender tissue of her inner pussy.  Her fingers sought out the pleasure button, but first two fingers entered Amanda’s pussy, a soft moan escaping Amanda’s lips, her ass rising up submissively, opening up her sex for Tulia’s masturbation.  Tulia put her fingers in Amanda, finding her pussy as tight as Tulia’s.  Her other hand slid up until she found Amanda’s clit, pinching it, feeling Amanda’s pussy grip her fingers possessively in response to frigging her clit.

“Don’t let her cum with your fingers.  I want you to use her tongue to get her off.  Lick her from her asshole to her pussy.  Make her cum or you’ll take her place with the whip.”  Michael drew his cock out of his pants, stroking it as it rose up high, the head already glistening with his precum.

Tulia had no choice, not wanting to be on the other end of the whip.  She pushed her face into Amanda’s ass, her tongue lashing out on Amanda’s anus, feeling her clench her cheeks, trapping her tongue on the tart little hole.  She moved her tongue around until she felt it.  It was unbelievable, but Amanda’s ass seemed to suck her tongue inside the tight hole, Tulia finding her tongue trapped just inside, Amanda’s ass gripping it tightly.  Tulia could only move it from right to left, pushing out on her anus until Amanda gasped in pleasure, her cheeks loosening enough so Tulia could pull her tongue back out. 

Amanda felt the tongue move between her pussy lips, lapping up the abundant juices that flowed out.  Tulia’s tongue moved so fast, lapping up and down her slit, Amanda shaking her hips back and forth, her arousal at a peak.  It took only a touch, Tulia’s tongue moving up, Amanda raising up her hips higher, her ass thrust out prominently until Tulia’s tongue found its mark.  The tongue lashed at Amanda’s clit, sucking the swollen bud into her mouth as her tongue lashed back and forth over the trapped bud.  Amanda came, screaming in pleasure, her ass shoved unceremoniously into Tulia’s face, but Amanda didn’t care.  All she could do was feel the tremors of pleasure that raced through her body as Tulia dragged multiple orgasms from her.  Amanda’s body finally slumped down, exhausted from the whipping and the orgasm.

Tulia was brought back to reality by the loud clapping of Michael.  She turned red when it dawned on her how this must have looked like.  Tulia with her tongue in Amanda’s pussy, lapping at her juices as she came.  It was though she was a lesbian.  And the worst part was that it had aroused Tulia, hoping that Michael didn’t notice her dirty little secret.

“Very good Tulia.  You must have had practice with girl sex.”  He laughed at the half naked girl turning red in shame.  “Now we’ll see how good you are with men.  Both of you come over here.  Tulia can show me how well she can suck my cock.”  He stroked his cock as the girls came towards him, looking at the sexy lips of Tulia, her tongue moving out to lick them until they glistened, sure that she didn’t realized how sexy that looked.

“You have to kneel down,” Amanda whispered into Tulia’s ear.  She moved behind her gently putting hands on Tulia’s shoulders.  She softly kissed the younger girl on the neck and pushed harder to get her on her knees in front of Michael.  He was slowly stroking his cock with one hand, the other still held one of the whips.  It made him look sexy and dangerous at the same time.

Tulia found herself suddenly kneeling only inches from Michael’s cock.  She licked her lips again as if she couldn’t wait to get started, but she didn’t move staring at the thick shaft crowned with the rubbery head shining with his precum.  She wasn’t a virgin and her last boyfriend did persuade her to occasionally suck his cock.  He never came in her mouth, though.  But it didn’t look like Michael was intending to ask her opinion on this matter.  Tulia saw the whip moving in her direction.  Before she could realize what was happening the whip landed between her legs, Michael striking her from the front.  She almost shot up on her feet but Amanda’s hands kept her kneeling on the floor.  Michael didn’t hit her again, but quickly slid the whip along her slit over her drenched panties up to her clit.  The sudden touch of her swollen bud made her jump.  Tulia was shocked at how aroused she became, turning red in shame again.  She moaned, partly out of shame, partly out of excitement.

“Do a good job and maybe I’ll let you cum.”  Michael teased Tulia with the whip avoiding touching her clit again.  He couldn’t wait to feel her lips around his cock, her hot breath blowing on his cock.  “You may begin.”  He had a wide smile as if he was inviting her to a splendid dinner.

“Stick out your tongue and lick your Master’s cock.”  Tulia heard Amanda‘s demanding voice behind her, Amanda hands now on her head guiding her towards Michael, his legs spread wide to allow her full access.  Tulia could still taste Amanda’s arousal in her mouth as her tongue gently touched Michael’s throbbing weapon and her mouth filled with the salty taste of his precum.  Her tongue suddenly came to life, lapping up the precious juice, feeling his cock jerk in pleasure.  It surprised her how eager she became to satisfy Michael’s needs, like a dog ready to follow its Master’s order.  She closed her eyes hoping that it would become less real.

Tulia felt Michael’s hand taking gently brush the hair out of her forehead, before the hand went behind to grab her head tightly.  He guided her onto his cock making her take more and more of it with each move, dictating the tempo he liked.

“Open your eyes little one, I want you to be able to enjoy it as much as I am.” His voice was demanding.  “Now that’s better” he added when she obeyed, his voice becoming more gentle, his hand more demanding, driving her deeper onto his cock, making her almost gag.  “I want you to look straight into my eyes.”

Tulia couldn’t believe it.  One minute she was standing waiting for a bus the next she was kneeling before a man that could be her father, pleasing him willingly with her mouth.  She could feel every vein on his rigid member.  Her hand rose from the floor without even her realizing it, and cupped his balls and began to gently massage them.  She was afraid he would cum in her mouth, but at the same time she was eager to please him.  Her tongue was running over his cock bathing it with her spit.  Tulia still felt slight movement of the whip between her legs and that made her double her effort to please her Master.

Amanda was standing behind Tulia watching the scene with fascination.  She kneeled down behind the young girl, putting her hands on Tulia’s ass.  She began to roll down Tulia’s panties.  Michael put away the whip, letting Amanda join the fun.  Tulia’s ass was slowly revealed to Amanda’s gaze.  Amanda put her finger between the puffy lips of her pussy, catching some of the juices, moving up Tulia’s crack, teasing the little flower between her ass cheeks.  Tulia’s hips followed her every movement.  Amanda reached in front of Tulia, pushing her breasts against her ass and began to unbutton Tulia’s blouse.

Michael was more then pleased to see Tulia following his orders so submissively.  But he wanted more.  He wanted her to feel his cock in her throat, sure no man’s cock ever been there before. He would cum soon, feeling a tingling in his balls from Tulia’s gentle touch on them.  Her lips were wrapped tightly around his shaft, her tongue working hard to bring him pleasure.  She might have been blushing and crying but she was acting like well trained slut.  Her eyes were glued to Michael’s and it was clear that she lost control over her own body.

“Take her blouse off.”  Michael ordered Amanda seeing her already fumbling around Tulia’s waist.  Amanda smiled immediately understanding Michael’s intentions.

Tulia felt the blouse sliding down her shoulders, her arms being pulled behind, away from Michael, her head suddenly pushed forward onto Michael’s cock, his hands keeping her from moving away.  It happened so quickly she didn’t realize it at first, her nose suddenly slammed against Michael’s abdomen.  She felt burning in her throat, her eyes filled with tears, her body went limp.  And then she started to gag, unable to breath.

Michael enjoyed the look on Tulia’s face as his cock went down her throat with one single thrust.  He held her still for a moment, feeling her throat wrapped tightly around his cock.  He moaned as she gagged and pushed his hips forward, driving his cock even farther down her throat.  He withdrew his weapon, allowing Tulia to gasp for air before shoving his cock back down her throat again.

“Breath through your nose.”  Amanda ordered, holding Tulia’s arms, the blouse hanging loosely around Tulia’s elbows.

Tulia felt her stomach turning as Michael rammed her throat ruthlessly.  She was gagging and choking.  Then she felt his cock grew even bigger.  He held her still, his weapon deep inside her.  He came sending the first load of cum directly into her stomach.  She felt his cock leaving her throat and then her mouth filled with his cum as he came a second time, this one not as powerful as the last.

“Swallow it all.”  Michael ordered Tulia, his cock spraying into her mouth once more with his cum.

Tulia was too shocked to hear him, her body rigid, cum dripping out of her mouth as she tried to breathe normally.  She felt his cock shrinking and it flopped from her mouth.  She moved her head away, disgusted with what she just did, spitting out the rest of his seed.  She suddenly felt his hand gripping her chin and bringing her head up, making her look him into his eyes again.  She shivered in fear as she saw his eyes narrowing in anger.

“I told you to swallow.”   Michael waited for a moment before he spoke, the smile now gone from his face.

What is he going to do now? Tulia trembled, fearing Michael’s punishment.


Chapter 2

Punished and Forced to Cum


Tulia could taste the cum in her mouth, the thick pasty fluid salty.  Michael looked at her, angry at her refusal to swallow all of it.  She had choked on it as it tried to slide down her throat, coughing it up, Tulia spitting it on the floor before she realized her mistake.

Michael looked at her naked body bent over on the floor.  “You have displeased me Tulia.”  He waited for a moment, seeing her look up at him, tears in her eyes, his cum drying on her lips and chin.  “For that you will be punished.”  Michael looked over at Amanda.  “Bring over the low table.”

Amanda rushed to bring the table over, a long wooden table built specifically to hold a female’s body.  Amanda had more then once found herself thrust upon it.  To be whipped.  She felt sorry for Tulia, but she knew that she had to learn the hard way.  Amanda kneeled down next to Tulia.  “Get up, you don’t want to make Master any angrier.”

Tulia saw the menacing table, but still didn’t realize the implications of it.  “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.  He stuck his cock down my throat.  When he came in my mouth, I choked on it.  I never swallowed a boy’s cum before.”  Tulia hated the foul taste of the cum, but she dare not protest it.  She was already in trouble.  “What is he going to do?”  Tulia still could not call him Master, refusing to allow any man to have such control over her.

Amanda helped Tulia up without telling her, afraid she might not be so compliant once she found what was going to happen to her.  “Sit on the table,” pushing back on Tulia as she sat down.  Tulia didn’t fight her, her body spread out flat on the low table.  Amanda moved to the head of the table, standing over Tulia’s head.  “Give me your hands.”

Tulia submitted too easily, her mind confused.  Here she was naked on a table, Michael standing over her, his cock still out of his pants, already gaining in size as he stared lustily at her.  His juices still mingled with her spit in her mouth, reminding her of what he had already forced her to submit to.  She didn’t even panic when Amanda tied ropes around her wrists, pulling her arms back over her head, tying them to something secure.  It suddenly dawned on her when she tugged her arms.  She was bound to the table.  “Please No!”  She begged Amanda, but Amanda almost seemed to be enjoying this. 

Michael stroked his cock as he looked at her, seeing the panic in her face as she realized she was now bound to the table.  He picked up the riding crop, slashing the air with it until Tulia heard the whistle as it broke the air harshly.  “Her legs Amanda.  Up over her head.”  He instructed Amanda, his cock rising to the occasion as Amanda grabbed both of Tulia’s slim ankles and began to draw them over Tulia’s head.  His eyes stared at the lovely bush that was revealed.  “Higher, all the way up.”

Tulia couldn’t do anything as Amanda grabbed her legs, almost lying over the top of her head as she drew her legs up.  Tulia felt her ass rising from the table as her legs went higher and higher.  Michael was staring between her legs, Tulia straining to keep her thighs tightly together, ashamed that he was aroused at her naked body.  Her ass rose up high as her ankles were almost to the top of her head.

“Spread her legs Amanda.  Show me the treasures that she tries to hide from me.”  Michael went to the other end of the table, the best seat in the house.  He gazed at Tulia’s crotch as Amanda began to spread her for him.

“NO!  DON”T!”  Her face turned red in shame as Amanda ignored her, little fight in her as Amanda spread her legs with ease.  Amanda didn’t stop until her legs were spread wide, high up in the air.  Tulia felt her pussy lips parting, feeling the cool air of the room on her wet inner lips.  She was ashamed that she was so aroused.  Would Michael see her clit?  See how big it was?

“Hold her tight,” he warned Amanda.  “She’s not going to like this, but next time she’ll know better than to spit out my essence.”

Tulia was panting, her face burning in shame at being so obscenely exposed.  She was on the brink of panic.  It was now quite obvious what Michael’s intentions were but she still couldn’t believe that he was really going to whip her, hoping that maybe he’d be satisfied only with scaring her.  But he had already made her punish Amanda for cumming without his permission and by the look on his face, he wasn’t going to be lenient with her either.  What made the whole situation even more terrifying was her suspicion that maybe her naked body wasn’t the only thing that exited him so much.  It was more the way she was presented for him and the punishment she was about to receive.  Tulia choked on that thought.

“Please, don’t hurt me.  I didn’t mean to...” Tulia pleaded with Michael with tears running down her cheeks.  She looked back on Amanda seeking her support but found only a stern look with a hint of excitement.  Michael seemed to be ignoring her pleas, playing with the riding crop in his hand, again taking his time with her.  

He gazed at the smooth skin of her legs, the dark hairs outlining the pink entrance to her pussy and a tiny anus hidden below.  It looked so fresh and untouched but it was going to change soon.  He moved the crop to her thigh but without hitting her yet, sliding it all the way down to her crotch.  She was wet.

Tulia shivered as the crop touched her thigh, her eyes following its every movement as it slid gently towards her pussy.  She thought again that maybe he would spare her.  Then she looked at him, seeing his wicked smile and knew he was just playing with her, postponing the punishment that would follow soon.  She opened her mouth to plea with him again but then the other familiar feeling overcame her and before she could say something she burst out laughing.  The vicious crop that was made to bring such horrendous pain was now tickling her sensitive skin, making her lose control of her own body.  She tried to move away, laughing aloud, but the crop in Michael’s hand followed her.  He now discovered her weak spot and was visible enjoying using it against her.

“PLEASE STOP!”  Tulia shouted still laughing.  The whip moved away and with a loud whoosh landed on her pussy.  It took her a moment to realize what had happened.  She gasped for air as Michael hit her for the second time, this time leaving a red mark across her ass cheeks. The fiery pain raced to her brain, her pussy was on fire her butt ablaze.  “OOOOOUCH! THAT HURTS!”  She shouted in agony.

“It wouldn’t be a punishment if it didn’t hurt.”  Michael’s voice was calm.  He slid the crop again along her thigh making her grin as she tried to hold back the laugher.

Tulia was confused.  She felt her pussy lips swelling, her ass burning and at the same time she had to contain herself from laughing.  The pain didn’t really help much to stem the flood of laughter that was inside her.  She started to laugh again, her body shaking uncomfortably.  And then Michael stopped, moving the crop away, the pain returning instantly making her moan in pain.

“Ten strokes. And I want you to count.” His voice was demanding as he informed her.

“But, please, don’t hit my... ” Tulia hesitated for a moment “... my pussy.”  She finally said the word, feeling ashamed.  Even though she was tied naked and vulnerable before Michael she still had problems to speak ‘dirty’.  Only fear of pain made her say it.  She didn’t think she could stand another stroke.  But as she thought about it Michael raised his arm and she felt the crop landing on her pussy again.  Her body jerked in pain, shouting loudly her scream of pain.  Even Amanda had problems to hold her still this time.

“Don’t tell me what I should or shouldn’t do.  Question me again and it will be twenty strokes.  Is that understood?”  He voice boomed at her.

“Yes, I’m sorry.”  Tulia whispered feeling helpless.  She wasn’t even able to cry any more, her eyes already swollen from tears.  With another loud whoosh the riding crop landed on her butt, almost hitting her anus.  She screamed again, her throat becoming sore now.

“I told you to call me sir or Master.”  Michael’s voice became angrier.

“I’m sorry, Sir.  It won’t happen again, Sir.”  Tulia was now speaking very fast, her eyes watching the crop, terrified that he’d use it again.  He already hit her four times.  Did it mean she only had six to go?  She didn’t dare to ask, knowing deep inside that the answer was no.  How was she going to stand another ten strokes?  The pain was horrible.  Michael must have cut her pussy with the crop.  She felt blood dripping down her ass, afraid he would ruin her for life if he continued.  She tried to think of a way to convince him to drop the punishment.

Amanda stood quietly watching Tulia, fighting to hold her legs spread and open for Michael.  Tulia’s ass and pussy became pink after Michael hit them, looking indeed, Amanda had to admit, very inviting.  Amanda felt her own juices beginning to flow again and wondered if Michael would allow her to play with Tulia after he was done punishing her.  She would prefer Michael fucking her instead but as a new slave arriving on the island she doubted that would happen.  For the time being Amanda enjoyed Tulia’s screams and pleas.  Michael had Amanda punished more severely than that and she would scream also but more in anger than pain at first.  After a while everything changed and she started to enjoy the pain, getting extremely wet while whipped.  And by the looks of Tulia she was enjoying it too.  Even standing behind Tulia’s head Amanda could see Tulia’s pussy dripping, sure that Michael had much better view of it.  But apparently Tulia was too busy with the pain to realize how aroused she became.

“I’ll do anything, Sir.  Anything...”  Tulia left her voice hanging hoping Michael would understand her inclination and give up the punishment.  She didn’t dare to beg him any more, afraid to cross him again.  “Please, Master, anything...”  She finally made herself call him Master, hoping to soothe his temper, seeing a strange smile on his face, wondering what it could mean.

Michael looked down at Tulia, seeing her pussy dripping, her juices flowing down between her ass cheeks, making her anus shine in the dim light of the room.  He felt his cock become rock hard at the sight of her arousal.  Would she cum under the punishing strokes of the riding crop?  It rarely happened by the first whipping.  Besides, Tulia wasn’t yet aware of her own arousal.  Michael could already imagine the look of surprise on her face when she realized it, smiling at this thought.  Or should he first use her sudden willingness to submit to him to see how far she would go?  He was sure she wasn’t ready for everything he had in store for her.

Michael lashed the whip between her legs, catching her full force on her pussy, the thick leather slashing apart the lips of her pussy, pushing deep into the pink flesh, a sickening sound as the leather hit the wet flesh.  He enjoyed the way Tulia bounced on the bench, her high pitched screams making his cock jerk in lust.  “Higher up,” he ordered Amanda, watching as Tulia’s anus was spread open.  As soon as her cheeks parted, the whip crashed down between her crack, striking hard on the tiny, pink hole, Tulia’s body jerking uncontrollably from the burning pain he inflicted.

Tulia thought it was bad enough when he lashed her pussy, Michael taking out his lust with a powerful blow that made stars dance in her head.  She screamed in pain, her sex blazing in pain.  Her legs were pulled up unceremoniously higher, Tulia not realizing what Michael had planned until it felt like the whip was driven deep into the bowels of her body, her anus shoved deep inside by the powerful blow that hit her fully on the tiny hole.  “NNNOOOTTTT THERREEE!” 

Michael played the whip along her body, teasing along her crack, her anus going into spasms as if fluttered open and then closed uncontrollably at the rude touch.  He pushed it lower, teasing along her legs until she began to squirm again, fighting the urge not to laugh, her body tickled unmercifully.

Her body was on edge, the whip ticking her, Tulia fighting the urge not to laugh, afraid that Michael would change his mind, the cruel whip turning into an instrument of pain and lashing at her sex or anus.  The whip sawed up and down her slit, pushing open her lips, rubbing her as Tulia would do with her fingers.  No, she struggled as she felt it move higher, up towards her pleasure button, Tulia’s body tense.  Amanda spread Tulia’s legs wider, Tulia feeling like her crotch was being split apart, her clit now revealed, the black leather whip in sharp contrast to her swollen, red clit.  She shuddered as it sawed back and forth, the rough edge of the whip touching her sensitive clit, making Tulia tremble in pleasure.  She looked between her legs, ashamed at how lewdly she was exposed, Michael staring at her boldly as he masturbated her.  Then she saw it.  She was wet!  Humiliated, whipped on her pussy and she grew aroused.  What had Michael turned her into?  But she couldn’t deny the pleasure that the rough leather whip induced in her body, rubbing her clit as Tulia would do with her own fingers late at night in her bed.

Michael felt her body relax to the gentle masturbation, her eyes closing in pleasure as she succumbed to the touch of the whip on her clit.  He raised it up high, Amanda seeing his intentions, spreading Tulia open like a Thanksgiving turkey just in time for Michael to lash it hard down on her slit, paying special attention to catch her fully on her swollen and inflamed clit, driving the hardened bud against her pelvic bone, unable to escape the brutal blow. 

It felt like he was trying to drive her clit through her body, the sensitive button smashed into her body beneath the harsh slap of the leather whip.  “AAAGGGHHH,” Amanda barely able to hold her down as she shook in pain.  She couldn’t even breathe, hyperventilating when another blow came, this one catching her on her unprotected anus, sending it into a series of spasms.

“Nine,” Michael yelled loudly, the whip already sailing through the air to slash hard between her delicate lips of her pussy to slap the tender flesh.  “Ten,” he proudly exclaimed, tears in Tulia’s eyes, her pussy now red and swollen.  In spite of the lashing, her mound glistened from her juices.

Tulia could barely breathe her body on fire.  She dared to look down on her pussy expecting to see bloody mess.  It was a deep red and swollen but there was no blood.  Instead she saw her pussy glistening, her ass and inner thighs. Michael must have spread it all over her with the whip.  The pain was becoming dull now, the skin feeling extremely warm.  Tulia saw the crop returning to her legs.  Her eyes followed the end of it as it slid to her slit.  For a moment she fought the urge to laugh, a smile appearing on her face.  But the whip didn’t stop until it touched her swollen clit.  Tulia almost jumped at the strange sensation overcoming her body.  The crop slid farther down.  With a single move Michael shoved the end of it into Tulia’s pussy taking her breath away.  He turned it inside her making Tulia squirm.   How come she was so exited by being whipped?  What has he done to her?  Was she really so perverse?  Her face turned red in shame.

The whip left her pussy. Tulia heard a quiet moan of disappointment escaping her own lips.  Oh no!  It can’t be me.  She saw her own thick juices being dragged along her belly to her hard nipples as the black leather encircled each of them, teasing them into hardness.  Michael raised the crop a bit bringing it to her lips.

“Lick it!” he ordered.

The black leather entered her mouth before Tulia even realized her lips parted to accept it.  She gently bit her teeth on it, licking the end of it, tasting her own juices mixed with the leathery taste of the crop.  Her body was on fire, not because of the pain but because of her own arousal.  The pain only intensified the feeling.  Tulia hoped Michael would let her go now as the punishment was over.  The first thing she would do if left alone was made herself cum.  She doubted that she would be allowed to go before she serviced him again, his cock rock hard pointing at her.

The look on Tulia’s face was priceless.  Michael considered for a while if he could shock her even more.  His face brightened and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

“You didn’t count the strokes.”  He announced taking the whip out of her lips.  “So I think we’ll have to start from the beginning.” He let it to sink in.

Tulia’s eyes widened in a sheer terror.  He can’t be serious!  She opened her mouth to say something and closed it at once knowing now that it wouldn’t do any good.  She was too exhausted to protest or even cry.

“Amanda, come over here.”  Michael commanded feeling his cock jerk in pleasure at the shocked look of Tulia gazing at him in disbelief.  He needed some release but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t give up the punishment.

Tulia felt her legs being freed from Amanda’s tight grip.  She let them fall to the floor too tired to keep them up.  The whip came to live at once hitting her breast.

“I never said you could lower your legs.” Michael’s voice was stern.  “Keep disobeying me and I’ll whip your tits next.”

Her legs went up at once.  Tulia was too terrified to disobey Michael’s direct order.  It was all getting worse with every minute she spent in this house.  She didn’t even want to think what would come next.

“Higher!  You will keep those legs spread all the time while whipped.  And you will count every stroke.  Loud.  Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes Sir.”  Tulia felt her heart sink.  There was no point to argue.

“Amanda on your knees.  Suck me but don’t let me cum.  If you do, you’ll take Tulia’s place.”

“As you wish Master.”  Amanda was already kneeling down before Michael.  She was extremely horny wishing to ease some of her arousal as she sucked Michael.  But he must have read her mind or just knew her far too well because he quickly added:

“Don’t you dare masturbate or climax.  You have already cum once without my permission this evening. Don’t forget I decide when and if you receive pleasure.”  Michael turned to Tulia.  “The same goes for you Tulia.  But since you’re new here I’ll let you cum.  And if you do I’ll end the punishment.”

Tulia was trying to comprehend what he’d just said.  Was he expecting her to climax while whipped?   As if she was enjoying it? “You mean while you whip me, Sir?”  She was sure she must have misunderstood him.

“That’s right.  Cum under my whip and you’ll be spared from rest of the punishment.”  Michael felt stirring in his loins as he saw Tulia’s expression.  Priceless, he thought to himself.  She almost made him cum.  Luckily Amanda must have noticed it too because she slowed down her eager sucking keeping him on the edge.  He petted her on the head in anticipation and raised the crop to bring it down on Tulia’s open sex.

The pain returned with double force making Tulia scream at top of her lungs.  “ONE SIR!”  She shouted.  She couldn’t believe he expected her to climax.  But she also couldn’t deny the excitement the punishment was bringing to her body.  She never felt this way before.  And even thought cumming in front of him was the last thing she wanted she couldn’t deny she was craving it.  Before she could think anything else the crop landed on her anus with another loud whoosh.

“TWO SIR!” Tulia had problems to keep her legs in the air.  She was breathing heavily.  The crop came back to her pussy but this time bringing her pleasure mixed with the pain.  A moan escaped Tulia’s lips as she tried to concentrate on pain not wanting to cum in front of Michael.  Not like this.  Not in this position.  He must heave noticed her straggle bringing the whip up to her clit, rubbing it sensuously back and forth over the aroused flesh.

Another stroke came down at Tulia’s ass bringing a new wave of pain making her to feel almost grateful for it.  “THREE SIR!”  And another one landed on her clit.  “FOUR SIR!” Tulia yelled, the gratitude gone at once, the pain returning.

Michael became gentle again, his whip returning to her overheated swollen bud making Tulia moan in pain.  But the soft cries changed quickly to moans of excitement.  She was fighting the urge to climax.  As Michael saw her giving up he hit her again driving the end of the crop into her pussy.

“FIVE SIR!”  Tulia brought her legs higher giving the whip full access to her sex.  Her muscles contracted as Michael started to fuck her with the whip.  She wasn’t even sure if it was pain or pleasure he was giving her.  It stopped as abruptly as it started and she felt her ass burning in pain as the whip cut the air landing on striped cheeks.

“SIX SIR!”  Tulia shouted panting.  “SEVEN SIR!”  She added as the next stroke followed almost at once.  She wasn’t even sure where it landed this time, her sex ablaze in pain.

Michael looked down at his new pet enjoying the way she tried to fight her own arousal.  He didn’t think it was possible but she got even wetter. And by each stroke of his punishing whip her eyes were expressing more excitement than pain.  He raised his hand and sent another two strokes directly to her clit.

“EIGHT AND NINE SIR!”  Tulia felt she was on the edge hating herself for it.  The more she fought the urge to cum the more aroused she became.  It was only one stroke.  One stroke and it was over.  She felt the crop going down and pressing against her beaten anus.  He can’t... But before she knew Michael shoved the crop inside her swollen hole.  Tulia had to brace herself to keep the position. She felt the dry leather fighting to get inside her asshole, Tulia panting heavily.  She felt her inner muscles fighting the invasion of the crop, trying to force the invader out.  It slid into her rectum, her muscles going into a series of spasms that burned.  But she also felt a strange glow through her body.  The crop left her asshole as suddenly as it entered her, leaving her empty, her anus continuing to spasm.  With a whoosh, the crop landed on her pussy lips.

“TEN SIR!”  Tulia shouted and felt the first wave of an orgasm racing through her body.  It didn’t matter any more if Michael was watching her.  She stretched her legs to the limit until her crotch ached and came again screaming even louder as she had when Michael whipped her.

“That was nice.”  Michael praised Tulia but she didn’t hear him her body still shaking in pleasure.  “Get up Amanda and unbind her.”  Tulia’s body was flush, a sheen of sweat covering her flesh, her pussy glistening with her cum.

Amanda quickly followed Michael’s order walking towards Tulia on shaky legs.  She wished she could climax too, Tulia’s screams bringing her to the edge.

It took Tulia a few minutes to realize what had just happened. She began to sob.  She’d never been so humiliated in her life.  Whipped and forced to cum.

“Get up.”  Tulia heard Michael’s voice. She wanted to protest saying that she was still bound but noticed Amanda and felt her hands being freed of ropes.  Amanda had to help up, Tulia unable to stand on her own, her muscles numb by being stretched for so long her body still in pain, exhausted from the powerful orgasm that raced through her inexperienced body.

“Let’s see if you’ve learned your lesson.”  Michael spoke again as soon as Tulia was brought to an upward position.  “On your knees and don’t even think of spitting anything out this time.”

Tulia’s heart sank.  Before she knew she was back on her knees Michael’s cock resting on her lips again.  She was too exhausted to even protest.  Her lips parted as she felt Michael’s tight grip on her head and her mouth filled with his rigid member.  He didn’t even wait for her to accommodate him before he entered her throat with one smooth move and began to fuck her.  Tulia started to choke and gag but wasn’t able to fight him.  It didn’t take Michael long before he came, filling her mouth with his hot cum.  Tulia eagerly swallowed not wanting to displease him again but she choked as he came again and again dumping gallons of his seed into her mouth.  Tulia felt some of it dripping down her chin. She panicked seeing Michael taking a step back his limp cock flopping out of her mouth.   Her tongue raced out to scoop up the errant juices, drawing them back into her mouth in spite of the foul taste.  She gave Michael a terrified look.  He’s not going to punish her again, would he?


Chapter 3

First Inspection


Tulia was almost proud of herself, sucking Michael’s cock until he came, swallowing it all, not daring to spill his precious seed.  She was allowed to go back to the dark room that was her new home, relieved, at least for now, that she wouldn’t be punished.  She wasn’t sure if it was because Michael forgot it or just decided to postpone the punishment for later, his lust satisfied.  It made her feel uneasy.

Back in her room she took off her clothes and got under the warm covers, her hands running over her body, feeling pain where the whip had touched her so intimately.  She was ashamed that Michael had forced her to cum while being whipped.  It was only a few minutes before she began to masturbate, cumming again as she remembered the first day of her captivity.  She fell into an exhausted sleep.

* * *

“Get up,” the door opening to let in the bright light, Amanda yelling at her.

Tulia’s mind failed to comprehend, confused as to where she was and who was yelling at her.  Then it came back to her.  It wasn’t a dream.  She was really captured.  Captured as a sex slave.  Tulia followed Amanda down the hallway to the bathroom, Amanda watching her as she took a hot bath, Tulia noticing the red welts from the crop on her body as she bathed, hissing quietly as the water first touched her skin.  It stung; a reminder of what she had become and of the consequences of disobeying Michael.

“Where are we going?”  Tulia was dressed in shorts and a pullover that clung to her body, Amanda not giving her a bra to wear.  She was only afforded a pair of white panties.

“Michael wants to see you.  He didn’t have time to fully inspect you.”  Amanda opened the door to Michael’s room.

The word inspection made her body shiver in fear, knowing that it was her body that would be inspected.  And it got worse when she entered the room.  In the center stood a leather chair.  The most prominent feature of it was the shiny metal stirrups that looked as though they would go to the ceiling.  Next to it a shiny metal tray, a white towel covering the mysterious items beneath it.  She could only tremble at the thought of what lay underneath it.  She had a gynecological exam before, but that was different, her doctor a woman.  This would be Michael that would probe her body, doing it more for his own entertainment than for any other reason, except for humiliating her.  Tulia was afraid of how she would react.  After all, Michael had made her cum while whipping her.

“Sit in the chair, Tulia.  I will be with you in a moment.”  Michael didn’t even look up as she entered.

His voice scared her.  Tulia looked at Amanda, her eyes pleading with her, but the only response she got back was one of helplessness, Amanda in the same boat as Tulia.  The leather was cold on her naked legs as she sat back, her thighs clenched tightly together.  She waited for long minutes; Michael’s back to her as he finished what he was doing.  She looked at him as he turned around, his eyes staring at her.

“I hope you slept well last night, Tulia.  You should have after cumming so hard.”  The smile crept across his face as Tulia’s face turned red in shame.

Did he mean cumming in his study or her orgasm as she masturbated back in her room?  It dawned on her that he might have been watching her.  She was now his property to do with as he pleased, always under his control.  She dropped her eyes unable to stand his look any longer.

Michael stood in front of Tulia, towering over her petite body.  The skirt rode up her legs, a wide expanse of naked flesh revealed, Michael’s cock hardening at the thought of getting her naked and intimately exploring her body.  He enjoyed the first time he did this to the new girls, Michael making sure that he made it as humiliating as possible.  There was a knock at the door, the door opening.

Tulia looked at the door, shocked to see two men come in, both of them about Michael’s age.  What did they want?

“Welcome, James.  How is your daughter?”

“She’s fine, growing up quickly.”  He looked over at Tulia.  “They’re just about the same age,” he noticed with interest.

“And your wife, William?  I hope you are keeping her satisfied.”  William’s wife was young, barely twenty-five.  Well-trained and obedient.

“Strict bondage and weekly whippings keep her in shape.  She seems to have taken to her new life.”  William had gotten his wife from Michael.  After he had grown tired of her.  Just as he would do with this new one trembling in the chair.

“Have a seat.  I’m about to begin.  This is Tulia.  She just came to me yesterday.  Not trained very well but she is learning.  A lovely body which you will soon see and responds well.”

Tulia couldn’t believe they were talking about her as if she weren’t there.  Even more than that, they were going to watch.  It was bad enough with Michael, now two more strange men were going to watch as she was stripped naked, the gleaming stirrups ready to capture her legs and spread her open for Michael’s intimate inspection.  She bit her lip as she trembled in shame, not even allowing herself to think what else they would require of her.  Three horny men and only two girls.  What was even worse, they didn’t seem to pay much attention to Amanda.

Michael stood over her, looking down at her naked breasts pushing out the pullover.  “Not large tits but adequate.”  Michael’s hands reached down and captured a tit in each hand, his eyes warning her as her hands reached up to stop him, falling limply to her sides in surrender.  The firm flesh of her tits felt good in his hands, his powerful hands clenching as she squirmed in the chair.  He could feel her nipples begin to swell beneath his touch.  She responded well to harsh treatment, an admiral trait for one of his sex slaves.  His fingers sought out her nipples, the tips pushing out the pullover.  He pinched them until he saw her lips clench in pain, pinching tighter until she moaned.  “They take punishment well.  I’ll have to try clamps on them later.”

His fingers abused her breasts, first squeezing them until she thought the blood would burst from her nipples; then he pinched the nipples, driving the blood out of them until she thought he had crushed them in a vise.  She was glad he released them, the tips throbbing as the blood rushed back into them, ashamed as she glanced down to see how obscenely they were poking out the pullover like sharp points.  And he was talking about her again, this time speaking of putting clamps on her nipples.  Tulia’s head shot up, gazing at Michael in disbelief.  He couldn’t be serious.  She opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself in time.  Her pussy was still sore from yesterday’s spanking, and the last thing she wanted was to encourage Michael to inflict more pain on her.  His fingers were bad enough, she wasn’t sure she could take unyielding metal clamps.

She didn’t have time to think, Michael pulling up her pullover, Tulia’s arms forced up over her head as he stripped it off of her.  She looked over at the two men, one stroking his cock beneath his pants unashamedly, their eyes glued to her naked breasts.  She looked down, her breasts heaving up and down as she struggled to breathe, her nipples swollen larger than she had ever seen them.  They seemed to be beckoning Michael’s fingers to pluck at them again.  Her bosom was pink in shame.

Before she could stop herself, her eyes went back to the man stroking his cock.  She gazed at him perplexed, somehow proud of herself that she made him so hard.  For a moment she even forgot everyone was watching her, her tongue running over her dry lips as if she was eager to suck him off.  The man’s laughter brought her back to reality.

“A very nice catch indeed, Michael.  Such a horny little creature.”  James liked the way she was looking at him as if she couldn’t wait to suck his cock.

Tulia dropped her head again only to be confronted with her own hard nipples that seemed to be getting harder with every minute, even without Michael’s punishing fingers.  She couldn’t be enjoying all of this!  Like a street whore, ready to please every man that wanted her body!  But she already felt the unmistakable stirring between her legs.  She looked back at Michael.  He was taking his time with her, enjoying her struggles.

“I can take care of it for you.”  Amanda went to James pressing her soft hand over his, feeling his cock jerking in his pants.  She looked back at Michael, wanting his approval.  She wasn’t sure if she was acting to his liking.  Michael always found a reason to punish her, whether it was for not taking care of his friends or her bold behavior.  She saw him nodding, a smile appearing on her face as she knelt before James.

Even though Amanda had been living for long months on the island with Michael, she was always nervous around him, feeling uneasy and helpless in his presence, and after few minutes aroused.  She knew that for now he would be more interested in the new girl than in her.  And by the way he wasn’t paying any attention to her, she was afraid he would tease her without letting her cum.  Sometimes he would do that for days before giving her the satisfaction she craved.

He didn’t look at her once since she entered the room, even though she dressed extra sexy for him.  A plain white dress and matching high heels was all she was wearing.  Thin straps and deep cleavage made her big breasts almost fall out of the dress, it was cut low and so short you could almost see her butt, and the sheer material made it plain she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.  She thought about wearing stockings and panties, but she was too desperate to catch Michael’s attention.  Maybe she should have come naked, but she knew Michael wouldn’t appreciate that.  After all, he wanted her to help him tame Tulia, to play her friend, at least for now.

Amanda was watching as Michael slowly began to undress Tulia.  Even his friends barely paid attention to her as they came in; their eyes fixed on the new girl.  Amanda was getting wetter and wetter with every minute, feeling her juices run down her thighs, knowing she wouldn’t be allowed to masturbate, the men’s pleasure came first.  Now kneeling before James, running her tongue over her lips, she was glad to have something else to concentrate on other than her own arousal.  She would prefer pleasing Michael with her pussy, but she learned not to be picky.

Her hands shot up to unbutton James pants and free his rigid member.  It didn’t really help to dampen her arousal, her legs parting on their own.  She arched her back giving everyone a great view of her ass and her glistening thighs.

Tulia couldn’t believe her eyes.  Amanda was once again acting as if she was enjoying all of this, like the day before, her lips wrapped around James’ cock the moment she freed it of its tight prison.  How could she be acting like this?  And she was apparently aroused too.  But Tulia was also.  Tulia bit her lip, unable to comprehend how these men could have such power over her body.

“That’s the way for a good slut to act.”  Michael teased Amanda, drawing a moan of excitement from Amanda’s lips with his comment.

James looked down at Amanda as she moaned, driving his cock deep inside her throat at the same time, catching her off guard.  Amanda started to choke and gag, unprepared for him taking her throat so quickly.

“Now, Tulia, I know you are enjoying watching the others, but my friends want to see how wet you are.  Take off your shorts and show them.”  Michael’s voice made Tulia look at him again.

For a moment, Tulia was hoping the men would occupy themselves with Amanda and leave her alone.  And now Michael wanted her to strip for him and the others.  And he knew she was wet!  Even without checking it.  She felt her cheeks heating again in shame.  But she wasn’t enjoying watching Amanda sucking off one of the men!  She was just curious.  Tulia never felt so humiliated in her life.  And it was just beginning.

Hesitantly she began to unbutton her shorts, Michael’s eyes fixed on hers, the others’ gazing at her sex.  Tulia saw it all happening as if in slow motion, hoping for it to be a bad dream she would soon wake up from.  Her fingers slid the zipper down, her ass rising from the seat to slip off the shorts.  She was already half naked, her nipples poking out proudly, aching from being so hard for so long.  Bending down, she slowly pulled down her shorts, closing her eyes, not wanting to see how wet she had become.  But she felt it, the wet spot transmitting the coolness of the air directly to her skin and her pussy.  She finally kicked off the shorts, sitting back on the ominous chair, breathing heavily, feeling extremely nervous.

“Open your eyes, Tulia,” Michael commanded her, her eyes opening instantly, Tulia seeing her drenched panties.  “Look at her,” Michael turned to his friends.  “She is so aroused she can hardly breathe.”

“I’m not!” Tulia almost shouted at Michael in protest.  She was nervous, not aroused!  Maybe only a little aroused.

“Are you saying I’m lying?” Michael’s eyes narrowed, but his friends were laughing openly now.

Tulia realized her mistake, her body becoming rigid at the thought of being punished again.  Now in front of the others.  She looked at the men.  William was laughing so hard he even stopped stroking his cock.  Tulia looked back at Michael, a wicked smile appearing on his face.  He was provoking her all the time, waiting for her to make a mistake!

“I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to offend you,” she managed to murmur.

“You’re drenching the seat beneath you and claim you are not aroused.”  He was speaking slowly in a low voice, letting every word sink in before he continued.  “Take off you your panties now and...”

But before Michael could finish the sentence, James did it for him “... and lick them clean.”  He said laughing.

Tulia didn’t hear the comment at first, her heart pounding fast in her chest as she listened to Michael.

“You heard James, take them off and lick them clean,” Michael’s voice boomed at Tulia making her jump.

She thought she didn’t hear right.  He couldn’t be serious!  It was just too perverse.  She looked into Michael’s eyes, the dark, forbidding eyes that controlled her so easily.  Her will surrendered, knowing she had no choice.  Not only would she be stripping naked, but she would have to taste her own arousal.  Tulia looked at James, Amanda eagerly sucking his cock, but it was her that he was looking at, not Amanda.  She was just a mouth to keep him hard.  And William looked at her in a strange way, as if he were looking at his own daughter stripping naked for him, or wishing she was the girl stripping for him.  His hand was absently stroking his cock beneath his pants.  She raised her ass up from the chair, her hands gingerly slipping her delicate panties down her legs, trying to keep her thighs together as if she could somehow put off the inevitable.  She kicked them aside, her ass hitting the cold, leather seat.  And Michael was right, though she loathed to admit it, her ass was sticking to the wet, cold leather.  Michael gave her a stern look, Tulia quickly remembering her mistake.  She bent over, feeling her breasts hang down as she picked up her panties.  She straightened them out, feeling the crotch soaked with her juices.  She had never tasted her own arousal before.

“In your mouth, Tulia.  Lick them then put them into your mouth.”  James hands went to Amanda’s head, guiding her movements.  “Don’t make me cum, girl.  Just keep me on the edge while I watch Tulia,” he warned her.

Amanda hated that James was more interested in Tulia than in her, especially since sucking his cock made her even hornier.  She wished she could reach between her legs and play with her pussy, but Michael wouldn’t allow that.  She only hoped with three horny men at least one of them would fuck her.  She knew she would cum the minute they entered her.  She drew his cock into her mouth slowly, her tongue running up and down the shaft, sucking the head deep into her mouth.  She felt it jerk, a familiar taste of his cum filling her mouth with the salty, thick crème, only adding to her lust.  She had swallowed so much cum in the months that she was enslaved with Michael that she had learned to relish the taste of it.  She began to slowly and leisurely suck his cock, stopping when she felt his body ready to cum, letting his cock sit in her mouth until she felt it pass.  Then she would resume, drawing his cock rhythmically in and out.

It wasn’t as bad as she thought, Tulia more shamed to being forced to do this in front of them than the actual taste.  It was slightly salty, Tulia even surprised to find her silky panties that soaked.  She ran her tongue up and down the panty panel until she was sure that she got it all.  She neatly wadded her panties into a ball and slipped them into her mouth until her cheeks bulged out.  She felt her mouth fill with saliva, swallowing to keep it from dripping down her chin.  Her aroused taste covered her taste buds.

Michael liked his girls bound and gagged, Tulia looking so inviting as her cheeks bulged out like a chipmunk in winter.  “We can’t see very much the way you are sitting, Tulia.  Spread your legs and show us that wet pussy.”  He didn’t have to wait long, Tulia willingly spreading her legs, Michael urging them wider when she stopped until they were pushing against the sides of the chair.  Her pussy lips had pulled back, her pink insides glistening with her juices.  She felt shame in spite of being exposed like this in front of Michael yesterday.  Today there were three of them watching her display her young, naked body to them as if she was willingly doing it.  She still remembered the bite of the whip on her pussy, not wanting to undergo the same ordeal again.  She would do almost anything to avoid it, but afraid that Michael’s mind was so perverted in his demands.

Michael could still make out the redness where the whip had visited her puffy lips yesterday.  She would be tender, Michael liking that.  He got up, seeing the look in her eyes as he moved towards her.  She had every right to be scared.

She watched him as he sat down in front of her but leaving enough room for the others to see her.  He pulled back the towel on the table, the bright lights glaring off the shiny, metal instruments.  Some she recognized and feared, the infamous cold metal speculum, this one larger than she had ever seen.  She could almost feel it between her legs, opening her up deep inside so all could see her so intimately.  But there were other instruments, one looking like scissors with gleaming metal prongs, afraid of where they would be inserted and used to open.  And gleaming metal forceps, the tips coated with rubber but would bite terribly into whatever flesh Michael would desire.

“Put your legs in the stirrups.”  He waited as she complied, lifting one leg at a time and deftly putting them into the stirrup.  He tied the strap around her slim ankle, securing it tightly while she moved her other leg into the other stirrup.  He made short work of binding it in place.  He pressed a button in the chair, the stirrups roaring to life as the tiny motors in the base began to raise them up.  Her legs went up, Tulia forced to slump in the chair as her ass was raised, forced up as her legs went into the air.  He pushed another button, this time the stirrups changing direction, going out to the side, spreading her legs like butter.

She hated him when he said it in a soft calm voice.  She could feel the motors humming through her body as the stirrups moved up.  She could feel her ass rising up, feeling her cheeks parting and the cool air of the room blowing between her parted cheeks.  When she thought it couldn’t get any worse, her legs moved to the side, feeling them spreading, her crotch aching as the leather straps kept her ankles pinned tightly to the widening stirrups.  She was relieved when he stopped, but William had placed a mirror in front of her, Tulia ashamed when she saw how obscenely she was exposed.  Her pussy lips had pulled back so far all you could see was her inner pink pussy.  And she was shamed at how the tender, pink skin sparkled from her wetness.  Lower down, her dark forbidden hole was opened, her tiny anus pulsating as her cheeks peeled back to stretch the wrinkled hole until it was an open pucker.  And then there was the flicker of the bright light, so powerful she could feel the heat of it on her sex.  It illuminated her pussy and asshole as if in a powerful searchlight.

Michael rubbed his hands together.  “Now we can begin.  Relax, Tulia.  You’re going to feel strange as I open you up.”

There was nothing she could do but nod her head, her mouth still stuffed with her wet panties.  All eyes were on her, not her face, but between her brightly lit thighs, Michael’s hands reaching for the metal instruments on the table.

Tulia choked as she saw the long speculum in Michael’s hands.  She suddenly felt cold sweat running down her back, realizing how tense her body became, trembling in spite of the heat coming from the bright lamp illuminating her pussy.  Her eyes filled with tears, she wanted to protest but wasn’t able to move, partly because she was bound, partly because she was terrified of the men’s reaction, especially Michael’s.  And he was once again taking his time with her.  He brought the speculum right in front of her eyes, letting her have a closer look at it.  It seemed so huge she couldn’t fathom how it would fit inside her, let alone how it would feel when it opened in her.

Michael smiled, touching Tulia’s face with the cold metal of the ominous device he was holding.  She started squealing like a hurt animal, trying to get away from him.  The look of utter fear on her face made Michael’s cock hard.  This was going to be fun.  He collected dripping saliva from her chin with the speculum, teasing her as he slowly ran the device along her neck, then down between her tits.  Her eyes fixed on the cold metal as if she could stop it only by staring at it.

Goosebumps appeared everywhere the speculum touched her skin, her nipples turning into hard points as Michael teased her breasts.  And they hurt, even though he was being gentle.  Her belly was next, trembling under the touch of this strange coldness.  Tulia bit down on her panties, knowing where Michael was heading with it.  Her eyes went up meeting his, pleading with him to spare her the humiliation, but she saw only his lust.  A muffled moan of shame escaped her lips as Michael finally reached her pussy.  She arched her back feeling the speculum touched her overheated clit.  Another louder moan escaped her lips, this one of a highly aroused female.  She rolled her hips making Michael chuckle.  He masturbated her for a minute with the speculum before moving it down to the opening of her pussy.

“Now relax.  I’m going to put it in and open it really wide.  It will hurt.  Don’t try to fight it; it will only make it worse.”  His voice was gentle, or maybe he was just too excited to keep it stern.

The only thing Tulia could do now was nod her head, her hands clenched in tight fists at her side.  She concentrated all her attention on Michael, the awareness of the other men in the room making her nervous.  She could hear Amanda sucking James cock and William stroking his own cock shamelessly.  Both men moaning from time to time, but she didn’t dare to look at them, concerned only with what Michael was going to do to her.

And then she felt it.  The speculum slowly entered her pussy.  It felt strange, cold and hard but somehow she craved it too.  It started to feel unpleasant all too soon, going painfully deep.  Michael didn’t stop pushing it in until he heard her moans of pain.  He stopped for a moment and then withdrew the device dragging her insides with it.  Even though she was soaking wet, it still felt uncomfortable being probed by the hard and demanding metal.  In and out, each time going deeper, Michael slowly fucked her with the speculum.

It felt so strange being filled with the cold metal.  Strange and exiting.  But after the initial pain it also started to feel good.  Tulia couldn’t believe the power Michael had over her body, giving her pain but also bringing her pleasure.  She felt so ashamed, even though she couldn’t stop her own hips from rolling as he fucked her pussy.  It hurt as it went too deep, but it added to her arousal at the same time.

Michael enjoyed watching Tulia.  At first she struggled but then she let herself go.  He stopped hearing a moan of disappointment coming from her muffled lips.  He started to open the speculum, seeing her breasts rising and falling faster and faster.  She was afraid again.

As soon as it started to feel good, it stopped.  Tulia felt confused for a moment.  Then she remembered Michael was going to open her up.  To have a better look?  She panicked again.  It didn’t hurt yet, but she already felt the unmistakable pressure in her pussy from the spreading hardness.  At least it wasn’t cold anymore, the metal heating inside her.  But it started to hurt.  She moaned hoping Michael would stop when hearing her suffer, but he didn’t.

“You can take more than that.  Much more than that.”  He added smiling.

For the first time in long minutes, Tulia had a look around, her eyes pleading with the others to help her, but the men’s eyes were fixed on her sex, and Amanda was too busy sucking James and trying to keep her hands away from her pussy to even remember Tulia’s existence.

Now it started to hurt really badly.  Tulia began to struggle, trying to get away from this punishing device, but her legs were bound tight to the stirrups.  She finally let out a muffled scream through the panties jammed in her mouth.  It felt like being fucked for the first time, Tulia afraid Michael would tear her pussy apart.  And then he stopped, Tulia’s body trembling in pain and fear as she wasn’t sure what to expect next.

“Give me your hand,” Michael demanded.

At first Tulia wasn’t able to comprehend what he wanted from her, but she slowly outstretched her hand, trembling in fear.  His touch was light and gentle, a contradiction to what he had just done to her.  She felt him putting her hand on the speculum.

“Hold it.  Don’t let it slip out.  Do you understand?”

Tulia nodded, feeling Michael’s hand closing around hers, making her clench her fingers on the hard metal of the speculum.

“I want you to show us how much you can enjoy the pain.  Use your other hand to masturbate.”  He added, grabbing her arm and bringing it to her dripping pussy.

Tulia’s eyes widened in surprise.  She shook her head no.  Without saying a word Michael let her arm go and hit her inner thigh with the flat of his hand.  He raised his arm to hit her again, but her fingers were already on her clit.  He leaned back smiling at her quick response, slowly undoing his pants, freeing his cock from the tight prison.

With tear-filled eyes, Tulia started to masturbate or at least started running her fingers along her clit.  She was in such pain and felt so humiliated she was sure it wouldn’t work anyway.  But she had to at least pretend.  Michael wouldn’t be denied.  She watched him taking out his cock remembering how it felt in her mouth the day before.  Her fingers started to work faster on her clit, the other hand pushing hard on the speculum inside her pussy.  She heard her own moans of pleasure and saw Michael smiling with approval.  He watched her for a minute, and then reached for another device from the table.

This time he took the gleaming forceps.  Tulia closed her eyes in sudden panic.  She felt metal touching her face again, this time going up to her nose, Michael pinching it with forceps, cutting off the air.

“Keep playing with yourself and open your eyes.”  He warned her as she tried to make an attempt to stop him.

Tulia followed his orders at once, feeling her nose being released.  He then used the forceps to drag her panties out of her mouth, letting them fell on her bosom.  She was now able to breath normally again.

The forceps went down to her breasts as the speculum before.  Michael teased her nipples, running the forceps around each of them without pinching them yet.  But Tulia knew it was only a matter of time.  She moaned, this time louder.  Her fingers were busy masturbating her clit, even her hips were moving up and down, her excitement growing with every minute.  The pain in her pussy dulled, and she started panting with arousal.

And then came the pain again, Michael pinching her right nipple with the forceps, dragging it away from her body.  She screamed but even the pain wasn’t able to dump her arousal now.  The pinching forceps sent shooting pains through her breast.

“She learns quickly,” William laughed.

Her nipple felt as if it was going to explode from the pain.  Tulia arched her back trying to accommodate it, but it didn’t help much.  She suddenly felt Michael’s other hand going between her legs just below her speculum-filled pussy.  He grabbed her ass, caressing it at first.  Then his fingers went between her cheeks, sliding up and down her ass crack slick with her juices.  Suddenly Tulia felt the pressure on her anus.

“NO!  Not there!” she screamed at Michael knowing where his finger was going next.  It wasn’t enough that he pinched her nipple and made her masturbate with the speculum spreading her pussy painfully, he also wanted her ass.

“Relax and open for me.”  He pushed harder feeling her sphincter giving up to his slick finger, the wide spread of her legs leaving her vulnerable.

Tulia felt another part of her body being entered; a part that wasn’t made for going in, just out, but that did not concern Michael.

“Please...” she panted “please, go slowly.”

Michael smiled at her, teasing her ass with the tip of his finger, letting her accommodate it for a moment.  And then he pushed as hard as he could, burying his finger deep in her ass, pinching her nipple hard with the forceps.

Tulia screamed at the top of her lungs, arching her body.  He took her completely by the surprise.  She fell over the edge so suddenly she didn’t realize at first what was happening to her, her body shaking in orgasm.  She gasped for air, seeing stars before her eyes.  There was no pain any more, only pleasure, pleasure so intense it almost hurt.

As suddenly as his finger entered her ass, he withdrew it letting her nipple go at the same time.  His hands went to hers, taking them away, Tulia deprived of another orgasm.  Tulia felt empty as Michael took out the speculum, her body trembling.  Although she had just cum she was still on the edge, breathing shallowly.

“Now let us proceed with the inspection.”  Michael smiled reaching for another device, the strangely looking scissors.

She looked at it in fear, not understanding what it would do, only knowing by the look of Michael’s hard cock it was going inside her.  Painfully inside her by the size of it.  Then it hit her, Tulia failing before to understand.  There was only one hole that it could be for, the one that he had loosened up with his finger only minutes before.  But the gleaming metal device was going to be a lot more painful than his soft fingers.  “NOOOOO!”  She protested, knowing it would do no good, but she had to voice her repulsion as to what was going to happen to her against her will.

“Yes, Tulia.  It is going to open up that lovely asshole.  So big that we will be able to peer deep into your bowels.”  William’s excited voice boomed in the room.  He had never seen a girl take a probing as Michael was planning, the ass speculum larger than anything he had ever seen.  It had three prongs, each three and half inches long.  Michael had told him before that it could open up her asshole to over two inches.  The metal was unyielding, her anal ring forced to open or tear, William not caring one way or another.

“Did I hear the word ‘no’ coming from your lips?”  Michael looked at her, disturbed by her shout of protest.  “Maybe some hot, spicy oil to grease the speculum will teach you not to defy me.”  Michael picked up the slim bottle of hot sauce, pouring it over the end of the speculum, careful not to touch the fiery fluid with his fingers.

It was only getting worse, Tulia bracing herself for the first touch.  She knew it would burn, but she was unprepared for it as it touched the tender insides of her asshole.  The speculum felt hard and cold as Michael pressed it against her anus.  She gripped the arms of the chair tightly, grunting as Michael gave the hard steel a shove, forcing her anal ring to open and accept the cold metal, painfully stretching her open.  She felt the cruel device forced into her rectum, her muscles reluctantly trying to force it out naturally, only succeeding in clenching tighter on the unyielding metal.  Then she felt it, the fiery sting racing through her bowels.  No matter how much she tried to bear the pain, it was too much for her, biting her lip as the pain raced to her brain.  It felt like a branding iron searing her from the inside.  She couldn’t contain her scream any longer.

Amanda looked up when Tulia screamed; the scream almost inhuman.  She saw the speculum sticking out of her asshole, her anus stretched wide around the hard steel.  She remembered the speculum well, Michael using it on her, but without the hot sauce.  She couldn’t even imagine what it felt like to have your intestines burned by the fiery sauce.  And Michael was only beginning.

“Get back to sucking,” James slapping Amanda on the side of her head until her mouth engulfed his cock again.  She began to suck, James watching Tulia as he enjoyed Amanda’s talented mouth on his cock.

“That will teach you obedience.”  Michael slowly pushed the speculum deeper into her asshole, her anal ring stretching wide, her muscles clenching and unclenching uncontrollably as the hot sauce burned her tender anal passage.  Tulia’s face was clenched in pain, her lips tight, not daring to scream again.  He twisted and turned the painful device until it was buried three inches inside her.  Her asshole gripped the thick blades so protectively, as if she didn’t want it to pull out.

It felt like an iron bar was shoved up her asshole, the metal speculum stretching her intestines, painful cramps shooting into her stomach when her intestines were forced to straighten out to take the unyielding metal.  It was much worse than Michael’s cock would be, his hard cock felt soft in her mouth compared to this.  And then there was the hot sauce, bathing her soft insides with its fiery touch.  She waited, her body trembling, knowing what was next.  She could feel Michael’s hand on the speculum, the slightest movement of his hand reaching deep into her bowels.  It came slowly and painfully, the ripples inside her as Michael began to open the speculum.  It felt terrible, her insides forced to stretch in all directions as the three petals of the speculum opened her up from the inside.  The pain got worse as her insides were stretched far wider than ever before, even when Michael fucked her asshole with his finger.  She was sure that her anal ring was tearing, feeling the cool air of the room blowing inside her, ashamed at how obscene it must look.

Michael’s cock grew harder as he watched her asshole stretch wider and wider, the tiny hole now gaping wide.  He pressed the speculum wider until it was open the full two inches, locking it into place with the tiny metal screw.  He released the speculum, Tulia groaning in pain as the heavy speculum moved into her asshole gripped it so tight.  He teased her, hitting the speculum until it bounced on its own.

William got up, his cock out, picking up the small flashlight from the table.  He shined it inside her asshole, able to see deep inside her.  “I think you’ll enjoy that well, Michael”.  He wished he could take her in the ass first, Michael always breaking the girls in, but he never failed to let his friends have his cast offs, hoping that Tulia would be one soon.  “Fuck yourself with the speculum now, Tulia.  Until you cum.”

Tulia couldn’t believe his words.  How would she be able to cum with her insides stretched so wide from the inside?  And the hot sauce was still burning her bowels.  But she saw the look on Michael’s face, knowing that she had to please him if she wanted him to take the ass speculum out.  The other speculum slid into her pussy, this time more painfully, her insides already clenched around the one in her asshole, not much more room for the other.  She grunted, feeling the two speculums rubbing together on the inside, bearing the pain until the other was shoved deep inside her.  He did the unthinkable, opening up the one in her pussy until both of her passages were open to massive proportions, feeling as if her two holes were open to the world.  With them both locked inside her, she began to masturbate, hoping that her sensitive clit would respond in spite of the pain.  But she was surprised, her clit reacting to the pain, her body tingling with pleasure.

Tulia’s hands were trembling as they went down to her clit.  She tried to bow out her knees, the stirrups keeping her legs wide apart, knowing how obscene that looked, but the pain was so bad she didn’t care.  It seemed like ages since Michael made her cum, even though it was only minutes ago, her clit still slick with her cum.  Tulia bit her lips forgetting to breathe.  She moved her fingers along the clit.  It felt like electricity shooting through her body.  She moaned in surprise.  She forgot how sensitive she was after cumming, and besides Michael didn’t allow her to fully enjoy the last orgasm before interrupting her masturbation.  Now she could finally finish it, feeling humiliated by the way it was happening.  Every time she thought it couldn’t get any worse, Michael was coming up with other more perverse demands.

Her fingers were moving slowly along her clit, her other hand gripping the speculum in her ass.  Tulia tried not to move too much, the pain still intense, disturbing the pleasure that was building again in her pussy.

“I heard you can suck cock really good.”  Tulia heard William’s voice on her side, turning her head towards him and facing his rigid cock bouncing only inches from her mouth.

William’s cock jerked in pleasure as he felt Tulia’s hot breath blowing on it.  She licked her lips unconsciously looking at him with fear.  He slid his cock along her lips grabbing her head and pulling her towards him.  The sudden movement of her body made her moan as one of the metal devices painfully moved inside her.  Tulia’s lips parted as she gasped for air.  It was all William needed, pushing his cock into the hot confines of her mouth.

“That does feel good,” he moaned.  “Suck me, little one.”

Tulia felt hot tears running down her cheeks.  She wished she could disappear, hoping it was a bad dream she would soon wake up from.  But it wasn’t.  She was too scared to even protest, a quick look in Michael’s direction told her it wouldn’t do any good.  All she could do was try to please all the perverse demands of the men.  She began to suck William as she had sucked Michael before, feeling his fingers reaching her nipple and pinching it hard.  Another wave of pain shot through her body, and she moaned in pain around William’s cock making him moan in pleasure in response.

The pleasure was slowly building in her loins, but the pain was still too overwhelming to enjoy it.  Tulia tried to pull her mind away from what was happening to her, but it was impossible.  Her body was shaking in pain, but also in expectation.  Her ass was burning as if it was on fire, her pussy contracting uncontrollably on the speculum.  Her fingers began to move quicker; even her hips came back to life, moving from side to side.  The pain dulled a little, and Tulia felt the arousal building inside her, and then the anal speculum being pushed inside her.  She wanted to protest but suddenly realized it was her own hand that was doing it to her.  She arched her back pushing her tit into William awaiting fingers and was awarded with another hard pinch and a moan of approval.

Tulia’s body was on fire now.  She was still in pain but she also felt a powerful orgasm building inside her.  It was so embarrassing to be forced to do all those things she was doing.  The worst part of it wasn’t the pain, but the fact that deep inside she felt proud to make these men so hard and aroused.  As if to prove it, Tulia clenched her lips tight around William’s cock pushing with her tongue on it and sucking as hard as she could.

“Wow!” William almost came in her mouth.  It felt as if she was trying to suck his cum directly from his balls even before he came.  His cock was trapped in her mouth, her teeth biting slightly on it bringing him to the edge of an orgasm.  Tulia was sucking him so eagerly, as if it was all she ever wanted to do.  William braced himself trying to enjoy her mouth as long as he could.

Tulia couldn’t control herself anymore.  She wanted to please Michael by pleasing William, wishing suddenly it was Michael’s cock she was sucking.  And she needed to cum very badly.  The pain that was almost unbearable at the beginning was now arousing her more and more.  She pushed harder on the speculum in her ass, feeling the pain for the moment before it changed into pleasure.  She wrapped her mouth harder around William’s cock and was again awarded with his fingers pinching her nipple.

The arousal was now driving her crazy.  It was even worse than pain.  No matter how hard she tried, how fast her fingers were sliding over her clit, she couldn’t fall over the edge.

Michael watched Tulia with lust, stroking his own cock.  Once again she lost control over her body.  Her body was visibly trembling in pleasure, even though she was fucking her ass with the speculum and pinching her clit hard.  Her juices were flowing down her crack mixing with drops of blood coming from her abused anus, her ass soaking in a pink puddle.  But somehow she wasn’t able to fall over the edge as if she was waiting for something.  Her ass was going to be very sensitive when he took her.  Michael felt he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Cum now, Tulia,” he ordered her.

Tulia heard Michael’s familiar voice releasing her from the torture.  He wanted her to cum!  That was all she needed.  Her body shook as the first wave of orgasm washed through it.  She arched her back and felt William filling her mouth with his hot cum.  She came again clenching her muscles around the speculums inside her.  And then again and again, forgetting the world around her, her mouth and belly filling with William’s seed.

Her body was still shaking in pleasure as Michael released her, taking out the speculums and undoing the straps around her ankles.  Tulia began slowly to realize what she had just done.  Her face turning red, but her hips followed the movement of Michael’s hands anyway.  Her body didn’t belong to her any more, and there was nothing she could do about it.  She began to sob quietly in humiliation.  She knew it wasn’t over yet, the angry red head of Michael’s cock pointing into her direction.

“Time to ride my cock.”  He smiled at her with lust.


Chapter 4

Taken


Michael helped Tulia up from the chair, her thighs slick with her juices.  He turned her around, peeling apart her ass cheeks as though they were a fruit, her anus red and abused from the speculum.  That would not stop him from enjoying her asshole, but first he wanted her pussy.  He went over to the couch, pushing Amanda off of it.  He lay down, his hand pushing his cock straight up into the air.  “Sit on it, Tulia.”

She looked at his cock, the head an angry red, slick with the juices that leaked out from his self-masturbation.  It was too big, she would never be able to take it inside her.  Especially when she had to sit on it.  His heavy balls lay between his legs, filled with his cum.  Her mouth still tasted William’s cum.  She kneeled over Michael, her legs having to spread so wide that her crotch ached.  She couldn’t believe that she was doing this, but her hand reached down, her fingers curling around the massive shaft, feeling the hot flesh in her hand.  Michael released it, his cock jerking in her hand as her fingers rubbed it slowly.  She should be ashamed by her behavior, but she was so proud that she could effect men so easily, her soft touching making his hard, erect cock shudder in her hands.  Michael was staring at her, or she should say, he was staring at her pussy, the wide spread of her legs leaving her open, her pussy still slick from cumming.  She ran the massive crown of his cock up and down her slit, gathering up her juices to make penetration easier.  She could see the impatience in Michael’s face, taking the thick head and pushing it between the petals of her pussy.  She found her hole, rising up into the air away from his cock, slowly drawing back down as she lined it up inside her.  She felt her muscles grip the head possessively, his cock jerking as her hot, tight insides contracted over the head, squeezing it tight.  “MMMM,” a soft moan from her lips as she felt the fullness of his cock.  Michael’s hands went to her hips, his powerful fingers digging into her skin, moving her hips from side to side without letting his cock slip out of her.  She felt it moving just inside her, the thick head opening her up, forcing more of his cock inside her as his hips rose up from the couch.

It felt like his cock was in a steel vise, her pussy so tight, Michael grunting as his hips rose up from the couch, wanting to enjoy more of her hot, tight pussy.  “More, take more of my cock.”  He punctuated his order with a sharp slap to her ass, forcing her hips forward, Tulia gasping as two inches of his cock entered her abruptly.  “Yes, that’s good.”  Another sharp slap to her ass drove another inch inside her, the pain of the spanking on her ass tightened her up even more.  His cock jerked in pleasure, her insides clenching on the head like a warm blanket.

She looked down between her legs, his cock splitting her up the middle.  But there was so much more of it.  She could feel it throbbing inside her, letting her weight slowly sink down, another inch of cock filling her so full.  She pulled up, squeezing his cock with her pussy until only the head was captured, then back down, four inches of cock pushing her insides apart as the thick head drove inside her.  Michael’s hands encouraged her back up, Tulia surrendering to the familiar tingling between her legs as his cock filled her as she never had been filled before.  Up and down she went, his cock feeling like a snake slithering inside her, surprised that there was no pain in spite of the pain the speculum inflicted in her pussy.  All she could feel was the pleasure of the cock that she began to rhythmically ride up and down, tightening as she pulled up, relaxing as her weight drove it hard up inside her.  Finally she could take no more, the head of his cock bruising her cervix as she slammed down with a loud grunt.

A sigh escaped Tulia’s lips.  It felt so good having a cock filling her pussy.  She hadn’t been on the island for long, but Michael had already managed to drive so many orgasms from her body that she lost the count.  And all of these in ways she had never even considered as pleasurable.  Tulia moved her hips up clenching her muscles around hard flesh inside her.  She tried to move slowly but Michael’s hands were demanding, dictating the tempo.  She might have been on top but she was there to follow his commands and, most of all, to please him, Michael’s tight grip a reminder of the power he had over her.  Tulia began to breathe faster, having him control her turned her on as much as having him inside her.  She followed his hands, moaning in pleasure as she went from full to empty in only seconds.  It felt so good she forgot the others around her, quickly accommodating to keep the pace he required from her.  Even the little discomfort of taking him so deep inside her as he pushed her down couldn’t have dampened her arousal.  She suddenly felt his hands leaving her hips, looking at him in disappointment.

“Take me as deep as you can.”  Michael’s eyes pierced hers as he said it.

She could only nod, putting her hands flat on his belly for support.  Her body went up again and then slowly down.  She finally sat atop of him letting her own weight drive his cock deep into her pussy.  She jerked in pained surprised that it hurt so much but unable to deny Michael his pleasure.  Her eyes filled with tears, Michael’s cock feeling like a sword inside her.  She waited for a moment before going up.  Then down again.  Even though she knew what was coming, the pain surprised her again.  She heard Michael moaning in pleasure, his eyes never leaving hers, making her do all those perverse things to herself. 

He watched her, lying beneath her, letting her do all the work.  For now.  He was even surprised that she complied so easily with his demands.

Michael’s moans of pleasure only confirmed that she was doing a good job.  Suddenly, in spite of the pain, Tulia felt proud to be able to please him.  Her nipples turned into hard points and her pussy overflowed with her juices making it easier to take him inside her.  The next time she went down she rolled her hips making Michael smile as he saw a look of discomfort on her face.  It hurt but it felt so good at the same time, she even enjoyed the jolts of pain every time she slapped her ass against his hips.  And then another thought raced through her head, one that was making her proud.  He was turning her into a pain loving slut!  And she enjoyed it!  Tulia’s face turned red in shame, and she dropped her head only to see Michael’s cock, slick with her juices, going in and out of her pussy.  She heard Michael laughing at her.  It only made her head sink farther down.  She closed her eyes but didn’t stop riding Michael’s cock, each time going deep as he ordered her before.

It was even worse now as she closed her eyes, Michael somehow not demanding her to look at him.  All her senses concentrated between her legs, her pussy hungrily swallowing the hard flesh as it went in, clenching around it trying to prevent it from leaving.  Tulia’s hips began to move faster.  She was moaning in pleasure again, riding his cock hard, forgetting her shame again.

“Don’t make me cum until I tell you,” Michael hissed through his teeth.  Her tight pussy was bringing him pleasure, but he had other plans for her.

Michael’s voice brought Tulia back to reality.  She unwillingly slowed down, digging her fingernails into his belly.  She looked up at him, scared that he might get mad, but he only smiled. 

He let her ride him for awhile, again enjoying the look on her face as she suffered being so closed to orgasm but unable to reach it.  “James, can you hand me the nipple clamps?”  Michael’s voice sounded like a life sentence in Tulia’s ears.

Tulia’s body went rigid.  She suddenly stopped moving, having half of Michael’s cock inside her, half still waiting to impale her.  She looked at him in disbelief.  He threatened her with nipple clamps before, but she hoped he wouldn’t use them.  She enjoyed having him inside her, and besides, somehow she felt she deserved a gentler fucking after being inspected in such a cruel and perverted way.

“Please don’t.  I’ll make you cum,” Tulia tried to plead with Michael, but as soon as the words left her lips, she knew it wouldn’t do any good.  It wasn’t a question of if she made him cum or not.  He would make sure she did please him and that she did it in exactly the way he wanted her to.  She saw Michael taking the ominous clamps from James.  It made her choke.

“Sit down on my cock.”  Michael ignored Tulia’s pleas, anxious only to see Tulia’s nipples clamped.  He felt her lowering her body engulfing his cock once again with her silky insides, her muscles clenching around his hard flesh.  “That’s it; massage me with your pussy.”  He praised her.  “But stay down.”  It sounded as if he was giving orders to a dog.

Tulia was just too afraid to deny him, watching as he played with the shiny metal.  Maybe he just wanted to scare her.  “Please don’t clamp my nipples.”  She begged once again, smiling at him, seductively rolling her hips, slightly contracting her muscles around him.

“How could I deny such a polite request?” Michael smiled back at her.  “Don’t worry, I won’t.”  He paused for a moment seeing relief in her eyes.  “You will do it yourself.”  An evil grin appeared on his face as he said it.  “And now make those lovely buds hard for me.  Play with your tits but don’t forget to massage my cock with your pussy while you do so.”

It took awhile before she finally understood what he was asking her to do, her eyes gazing at him in disbelief.  He just couldn’t be serious.  Was no limit to his perversion?  She felt her breasts being fondled.  She looked down to see her own fingers pinching her nipples, making them hard, preparing them for the unyielding metal, just as he requested.  Her hips were still moving in a circle as she sat on him clenching and unclenching her pussy, making sure he stayed hard.  Her body wasn’t hers any more.  Michael took over the control and was now using it without regard to her comfort.

Tulia pinched her nipples harder, moaning as her fingers became too demanding for her sensitive skin.  She felt the nipples being crushed.  It hurt, a cry of pain escaping her lips as she abused her own body.  But this pain was nothing compared to what Michael was expecting her to do next.

Michael watched Tulia with lust as she prepared herself for the clamps.  Her face turned red in shame, and the tears were flowing down her cheeks.  She tried to avoid his gaze, but her eyes were always coming back to his, searching confirmation that she was doing a good job.  Like a good slut.  He liked that in his girls.  The readiness to please him in any way he demanded.  This one was dripping wet in spite of her shame.  He handed her the first clamp without saying a word.  He felt the gentle touch of her hand as she hesitantly took it from him.  “Use it,” was all he said.

Tulia looked perplexed at the shiny metal, warm from being in Michael’s hands.  She pressed it with her fingers making the clamp open.  It looked like a small crocodile ready to bite into her tender flesh.  She had to press really hard to make it open wide.  It only meant that it would painfully crush her nipple once she released it.  Then she moved the clamp to her right nipple slowly running it over the swollen bud, teasing it.  She turned it to the side, the jagged teeth rubbing harshly on her sensitive flesh.  She stopped breathing preparing herself for the pain she knew was coming as her delicate fingers pressed the clamp open again, surrounding her hardened nipple.  She looked at it in fear, the jagged edges of the clamp surrounding her brown nipple.  It felt like someone else was doing it, not her.  At first she felt slight pressure that became uncomfortable as she slowly released the clamp.  She could feel the unyielding metal sink into her flesh, the jagged edge feeling like tiny knifes.  Then came the pain.  She paused, biting her lip as she looked at Michael, but his stern gaze only told her there was no other way but to obey him.

Still looking into Michael’s eyes, Tulia released the clamp.  At first, she felt nothing, but then she yelled like a wounded animal.  “God, that hurts,” she cried out, wanting so bad to yank it off.  The pain was beyond her comprehension; her breathing became shallow as she tried to accommodate the inhuman pain.  She felt Michael’s cock jerking inside her, a proof of the pleasure her suffering brought him.

Michael waited for a minute enjoying her screams as she clamped her nipple, then he handed her the second clamp.  He looked at the clamped nipple, the brown flesh squeezed tight between the shiny metal clamp, the ragged edges digging into her flesh, a tiny drop of blood staining the edge of the clamp.  Her nipple had swollen to twice its size, the blood pushed to the head by the unyielding metal clamp.

“Please, no more,” Tulia could only whisper, her nipple ablaze in pain, small drops of blood now appearing where the sharp teeth bit her flesh.  The pain shot through her breast to race to her brain.  She would never survive another one.

“Should I whip it first?” Michael’s eyes narrowed.  She was pleading with him, but she was dripping wet, her pussy never stopping the gentle massage of his cock, her hips rolling seductively all the time as if she was dancing for him.

Before Tulia even noticed, she was holding the second clamp, her hand reaching for it automatically.  She looked down seeing it opening its mouth, the hungry crocodile ready to chew on her other nipple.  She began to sob again but couldn’t stop herself, her other hand preparing the nipple for its fate.  And then again the clenching began, first gently, almost pleasurably until it started to hurt.  The pain became almost unbearable as the metal crushed her nipple.  She moaned then cried louder, finally screaming at top of her lungs as she released the clamp.  “EEEEEEHHHHH.”  Her scream rang off the walls of the room, but Michael was not fazed by her scream or the pain etched on her face.

It took a few minutes that seemed like an eternity before the pain in her nipples finally dulled.  Her nipples throbbed, the blood pounding in the trapped tips.  How could Michael make me do such a thing?  She was even thankful that Michael made her sit steadily on him as she used the clamps on her breasts.  Even breathing became painful, each time she filled her lungs, her breasts would rise and fall, the clamp bouncing on her nipples.  Tulia looked again into Michael’s eyes, afraid what he might demand from her next.  Would he make me ride him again, or did he have something even more perverse in store for her?

“Slip my cock out of you.”  He saw the look of disappointment on her face.  In spite of the terrible bite of the clamps on her tits, she was still soaking wet.  “Don’t worry, it won’t be long.”  He felt her sliding up, her pussy clinging to his cock as she pulled free, his hard cock bouncing as she deserted him.  “Stand over there.”

She walked over to the spot, the clamps hurting with each step.  She was glad when she could stand still, trying not to breathe as the clamps yanked down harshly to the floor.

“Turn around and put your hands on the table.  I want you from behind.”  When she turned her back, Michael took the weights out of the drawer.  He looked at her, her naked ass pushed out, her legs too close together for his liking.  “Spread you legs wider.”  Her legs spread wider, Michael nudging her ankles until she was posed as he wanted.  His hand slid over her back.  “Lower your back but raise up that lovely ass.  That’s good.  Now doesn’t that look nice, James?  All open and spread for me.”

The clamps dangled down, pulling her nipples towards the floor, each time she moved igniting a sharp bout of pain.  She was sure that she was spread obscenely, her cheeks parted, her pussy open.  In this position a new fear came over her.  Her asshole was so exposed and vulnerable.  Would he take her there?  She didn’t think she could ever take anything as big as Michael’s cock up her tiny backside.  Not without a lot of tearing.  She saw Michael standing next to her head, his dick jutting out in front of him.  Would he make her suck his cock?

“Hold real still for me, Tulia.  Just some more jewelry for you.”  He showed her the weights, the fear in her eyes making his cock jerk in pleasure.

They looked like tiny pineapples, but these were metal.  And by the size of them, they had to be at least a pound.  Sixteen heavy ounces of metal, and Tulia knew there was only one place for them.  She had noticed the rings on the end of the clamps, not connecting it until now.  The weights would be hung from the clamps.  Two things would happen.  First, they would pull her nipples toward the ground, stretching them.  And then the crocodile teeth would dig deeper into her flesh to keep the clamp from falling off.  The slightest movement by her would make the dangle exaggerate, tugging painfully on her sensitive nipples.

Michael hefted one of her tits with his hand, the clamp sticking straight out.  He clipped the weight on the end of the clamp.  He grabbed one of Tulia’s hands, placing the weight in it.  “Don’t let it fall until I tell you.”

It felt so heavy in her hand.  She felt his hand fumble with her other breast, Michael grabbing her other hand until she was holding both of the weights in the palm of her hand.  Waiting.  For the moment he would tell her to let them go.  The moment of pain that she feared.

He let her hold them for a few moments.  For the terror to settle in.  He stood behind her, moving forward, his hand holding his cock out.  He looked down, the delicious crack of her ass split wide, her wrinkled asshole beckoning his cock.  He teased himself, not yet.  He rubbed the blunt end of his cock up and down her wet slit from behind, gathering up her juices.  “Not yet.”  He pushed his cock against her pussy, shoving with his hips, her hot, tight pussy swallowing his cock.  He buried half of his cock inside her before he stopped, her pussy like a blast furnace, her muscles already gripping his cock lovingly just the way he liked it.  He pulled out, shoving back in, a grunt from Tulia, but she kept her ass raised up and pushed back, just the way he liked it.  The rest of her pussy swallowed up his cock, his prick jerking and shuddering as her muscles rippled up and down his cock.  “Now let them go.  Not slowly.  Let them drop.”

He was doing it so she would receive the maximum amount of pain.  Yet she obeyed without question.  She dropped them, her body tightening up as she braced for the inevitable pain.  It took only seconds.  The heavy weights rushed to the ground, suddenly stopped as her nipples stretched to the breaking point.  “EEEEEEEEGGGGGGGGGGGGG.”  It felt like her nipples were torn from her body.  First they were stretched longer than they should have been, then the weights forced the clamps to tighten on her nipples, the shooting pain racing to her brain, her cheeks covered with tears as she screamed in pain.  And to make it worse, the clamps swung back and forth slowly before they finally stopped, each time tugging and biting into her clamped nipples.

It felt like his cock was in a hot vise.  But it was nothing to the feeling when the weights tugged on her nipples as they fell to the floor.  The pain forced her pussy to tighten so much that Michael thought her pussy would choke his cock.  And her scream only it made it more pleasurable, Michael’s prick growing in pleasure.  He knew she wasn’t doing it on purpose, but her pussy massaged his cock with such pleasure, the pain making it clench and unclench.  He let her settle down, her breathing ragged as she struggled not to breathe, the weights making her breasts dance from just the slightest movement.  “James, two more.  And you can put them on.”

Tulia looked at James in terror as he walked over to her.  In his hands he held two more clamps, the other hand holding two weights.  These were even bigger; they had to be at least two pounds.  “Not there!”  It came to her suddenly.  It wasn’t her tits that he was going to put them on.  He was already kneeling beneath her.  It was her pussy.

James’ fingers played with her oily pussy lips, her juices coating them.  He avoided Michael’s cock that split her open, pulling one lip back, the clamp waiting for it, James releasing it until it bit into the fleshy lip.  He worked on the next, the clamps digging into the flesh.

It didn’t hurt as bad as the ones on her nipples.  Her pussy lips were fattier, though she could feel the bite of the jagged edges on her skin.  What she feared were the weights.  Two pound weights would yank them down hard to the ground, stretching her skin.  She didn’t have long to wait, James’ fingers working on attaching them, Tulia looking between her legs, James holding them in the palm of his hand, an evil grin on his face when he noticed her watching him.  He smiled widely as he released them, stepping back as they fell to the ground.

James loved it when they fell, her pussy lips stretching over three inches before they could stretch no more.  Her scream was priceless.

“AAAGGGHHHHHHHH,” her pussy feeling like it was being torn from her body.  And the weights swung back and forth, igniting fresh bouts of pain as they moved.

“Thank you, James.”  Michael couldn’t believe the pleasure his cock got from her pussy in spite of not even moving.  Each fresh batch of pain brought delightful clenching on his cock, Michael not wanting the moment to go away.  “Give them all a swing before you go, James.”

“EEEWWWWW,” her scream was inhuman, sounding like a wounded animal.  All of the weights swung back and forth in a wide arc, the pain radiating through her breasts and in her pussy.

Michael struggled not to cum, his ass cheeks clenched tight as he fought the pleasure that her pain gave him.  He wouldn’t last much longer.

Tulia was panting loudly, heavy drops of tears falling on the table underneath her as she tried to accommodate the pain.  She felt Michael behind her taking her in broad strokes, making the weights swing back and forth, her nipples ablaze in pain as the sharp teeth tore her sensitive flesh, her pussy lips pressing hard against the shaft of his cock, feeling as if they were torn from her body.  And then Michael slapped her ass, sharp pain making her stiffen for a moment.  She couldn’t even tell what hurt the most, her overstretched nipples, her pussy lips clamped tight or her ass as Michael slapped it.  She felt Michael’s cock, deep inside her, banging against her cervix.  She bit her lip tasting her own blood.  She moaned in pain and was rewarded with another slap on her ass.  She cried out, this time louder.

“Arch your ass.”  Michael’s voice was impatient as he pressed his hand on her back making her ass rise up higher.  He pushed hard with his hips taking her as deep as he could, moaning in pleasure as her body shook in pain again, her pussy contracting over his cock.  He pulled out, her pussy lips pressing against his shaft as the weights stretched them painfully, only adding to his pleasure.  His balls were tingling, ready to shot his cum deep into her.  His cock went deep into her pussy again before he stopped, rolling Tulia’s hips, massaging his cock, wanting to prolong as long as he could to enjoy the pleasure her suffering was giving him.  He stayed deep inside her for a moment, peeling her ass cheeks apart like a ripe fruit, her tiny anus, red and enflamed from being abused by the speculum, beckoning at him now.  His fingers dug into her skin, kneading her ass cheeks painfully.  His thumbs went to the groove between her cheeks framing her asshole, teasing it for a moment before he pressed hard seeking entrance to her anus.

Tulia felt Michael going painfully deep inside before he stopped and began to fondle her ass.  It was almost a relief as she stood there still for a moment, even though the weights beneath her were still swinging, yanking her flesh harshly.  But the pain dulled a little with the time, Michael slapping her ass from time to time to make sure he got her attention back, jolts of pain shooting through her body each time he did.  Each time it felt like he‘d just clamped her tits and pussy, each time making her cry out in pain.

Now he was playing with her ass, Tulia not sure how he managed to hold off his orgasm for so long, his moans and groans betraying that he was on the edge.  Tulia clenched her pussy around him, too afraid of pain to move but desperate to make him cum and finally end her torment.  And then she felt it, a pressure on her anus, feeling as if he was trying to push a log into her battered ass.  Her already tense body went rigid and she loudly sucked in the air.

“Please don’t!”  She screamed, not even sure if there was something she could offer him instead, Michael taking everything he wanted without regard to her suffering, only concerned with his own pleasure.  With his fat cock filling her pussy she was sure she wouldn’t be able to take anything else inside her, not without being ruined for a life.

“Relax you your muscles and let me in.”  Michael’s voice was shallow clearly giving away he was about to cum any moment now.  He pressed harder with his thumbs, finally making her anus open as it slowly sucked his fingers in.  He groaned loudly pushing his cock even deeper inside her pussy, seeing her ass swallow his fat digits.

“AAAAHHH,” the only thing Tulia could do was scream, the pain almost knocking her off her feet.  She grabbed the table harder, her knuckles getting white as she dug her nails into the wood.  She spread her legs wider trying to accommodate the pain but it only made her crotch ache.  Michael was moaning behind her, his groans getting louder as he played with her body.  She was sure he was cumming, bathing her insides with his seed.  His fingers left her anus, and he got back to pumping her pussy.  Tulia began to cry loudly realizing he hadn’t cum yet and wanted only to tease her.

“Cross your arms behind your back.”  Michael ordered Tulia, his own hand slipping underneath her, pressing against her belly, one of his fingers touching her clit casually, going in circles around the swollen bud.  She was still dripping wet.  Her body jerked a little but responded to his gentle masturbation.

He surprised her again, a light touch of his finger on her clit making her body tremble anew.  But this time it was different, feeling almost good.  Tulia felt the goose bumps covering her body and the clamps on her nipples suddenly felt as they belonged there, the gentle pinching making her nipples swell.  A moan escaped her lips, and she rolled her hips gently without even realizing doing it.  She heard James laughing at her side.  She didn’t even notice he was standing there watching her all the time, apparently waiting for Michael to finish, stroking his cock in her direction.  Tulia felt her face getting red, knowing he was laughing at her, that she was getting aroused in spite of the pain.  She looked away from him, seeing Amanda being taken by William from behind.  Tulia had forgotten all about her, concerned with her own pain all the time.  The pain that was now slowly turning into pleasure.

Tulia watched Amanda as she was kneeling on the floor in front of William with her arms bound on her back, her head pressed to the ground and legs spread obscenely wide giving William as much access as she could.  Tulia couldn’t even tell if he was taking her in the ass or enjoying her pussy.  What struck her most was the fact that Amanda was lying there underneath the man that could be her father, mewing like a cat in heat, rolling her hips each time he took her deep, raising her ass up and visibly enjoying her fate.  Am I going to be like her?  A pain-loving slut?  I can’t let that happen.  I have to fight it!  A slap on her ass brought her back to reality.

“I told you to cross your arms behind your back.”  Michael sounded angry, his movement becoming more erratic as he took her, obviously fighting the urge to cum but wanting to fully control his new pet as he did.  He had to hit her again before she willingly complied.

It took a moment of hesitation and another slap on her ass before Tulia lifted one of her arms from the table bending it behind her as Michael wanted.  She knew as soon as she crossed her arms behind her back that Michael would be her only support.  Her legs already felt like a jelly, and she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold the position much longer, her body rocking back and forth while being fucked, another powerful orgasm building inside her, though she tried to ignore it at the moment.  She didn’t want to be like Amanda, cumming like a well trained dog, always following her masters orders.  She concentrated on the pain, her only salvation, and then let go of the table, crossing her arms behind her back, almost falling forward as she did it.  Michael’s strong hands prevented her from hitting the ground holding her submissively in that position.  One of his hands was still on her belly, his finger never stopping the gentle masturbation of her clit, a contradiction to everything else he was doing to her.  The other had grabbed her crossed wrists pulling them up in the air making her bend in half.  Her head went up instantly, trying to avoid the weights attached to her nipples from hitting her face.  She moaned loudly, the pain mixing with pleasure.

No matter how hard she tried to ignore her body, she was painfully aware she wouldn’t be able to stop another powerful orgasm, the pain exciting her now, making the coming pleasure more intense, cries of arousal escaping her lips.  She felt Michael’s erratic movements and heard his groans as he took her faster and faster.  He suddenly stopped, impaling her on his cock, pulling her arms even higher in the air and pinching her clit hard.  Tulia cried out in pain and felt him cumming inside her, filling her pussy with his seed.  His cock jetted his cum deep inside her, bathing her with his abundant crème.  She felt proud for a brief moment and then the world around her collapsed.  Another scream escaped her lips, this one of carnal ecstasy.  She came with Michael, milking his cock and screaming at the top of her lungs in ecstasy.  And then another orgasm washed through her body making her body tremble in pleasure.  She was rewarded with another blast of Michael’s cum.

Michael was holding back his orgasm as long as he could, her screams music to his ears.  He saw her trying to fight the pleasure he was giving her.  This turned him on even more.  She screamed as he inflicted more pain on her, pinching her clit until he felt her shove back against him finally doing the trick, and he came deep inside her, making sure she came with him.  His cock felt as if it was in a vise as she milked him with her pussy.  He groaned loudly, feeling her body grow limp.  Her legs gave away, and he had to hold her to prevent her from falling down.  He waited for a minute, his cock shrinking inside her pussy, before it slipped out, slick with their cum.  Then he slowly let her down on her knees.  The weights attached to her pussy banged loudly as they hit the floor, his hand grabbing her hair not letting her lie down on the floor.  Still holding her head by her hair, he went in front of her.

“Make me hard again.”

Michael’s order hit her like lighting.  Tulia was exhausted from the hard fucking, humiliated that Michael made her cum and desperate to get some rest, to get away from them.  To hide in some deep dark hole and die there in shame.  But she was once more confronted with another of his perverse demands.  She didn’t think she could take any more of it.  She saw James out of the corner of her eye, still waiting, smiling at her as he stroked his rock hard cock, some precum already leaking from its head.  Tulia tried not to even think of what they might demand from her next as she felt her head pulled forward until she was face to face with Michael’s cock.  It had already grown semi-hard, or maybe he just didn’t completely lose his erection when he came in her.  It was slick with his cum or was it hers?  His hands held her tightly by her hair, feeling as if he were tearing her hair out of the scalp.  With his cock in one hand, he rubbed it over her lips, painting them with his drying cum as if it were lipstick.  She knew better than to defy him, her lips parting as the rubbery head of his cock sought entrance to her mouth once again.  Tulia hated it, having to make him erect, knowing that he would take her once again, afraid that it might be her asshole this time that would have to provide the pleasure he sought from her.

No matter how many times he came, Tulia always inspired him to hardness again, this time was no exception.  Just the warm breath from her mouth on the head of his cock sent it growing erect, growing longer as if it were seeking the hot confines of her mouth on its own.  He pushed his hips forward until the head of his cock came in contact with her silky lips, moving his hips from side to side over her lips.  He yanked her head up higher, her lips opening as she cried out in pain, Michael shoving his cock until he felt her lips part and the head of his cock slip into her hot, demanding mouth.  “Use your tongue on it.  Clean the cum off of it.  After all, it’s half yours.”  Michael roared as she turned red in shame.

She felt the head of his cock trying to enter her mouth, the taste of his cum already bathing her taste buds with its salty flavor.  “EEEHH,” her hair yanked hard, Tulia’s mouth gasping in pain, his cock finding her open mouth as she screamed, breaching her lips until it sat on her tongue.  She obeyed without question, her tongue going to work on his cock in spite of her exhaustion, his other hand going to her head, moving her back and forth on his cock that pierced her lips.  She lathered his cockhead with spit, her tongue slapping back and forth over it until she was sure it was clean.  Michael’s hands continued to hold her head still, Tulia feeling the cock grow in her mouth.

He was already half hard, Tulia’s tongue doing its magic on his cock.  “Come over, James.  You can join me.  I think Tulia would love to suck two cocks.  She is learning to be a very expert cock sucker.”  He yanked her head up, her eyes filled with tears, seeing the shame in her face.  But it was her mouth wrapped so tightly around his shaft was all that Michael saw, exciting him.  He pulled his cock out of her mouth reluctantly, grabbing her hand and making her stroke his cock.

Michael’s cock left her mouth empty, but he demanded her obedience, her hand forced to slowly masturbate it.  James came over, pulling her head to the side, his hips shoving his cock into her mouth before she could even protest, a rock hard cock slicing into her mouth.  A slap to the side of her head sent her tongue working over the head of his cock as James began to fuck her mouth, one hand on the top of her head, the other hand under her chin, holding her mouth submissively so he could fuck her oral cavity as if it were a pussy, his cock sliding in and out.  He became more aggressive, taking her with full strokes of his cock until it banged hard against the back of her mouth, Tulia gagging until he pulled it back out.  Tulia’s tongue raced over the shaft, hoping to please him to keep him from her throat.  Michael moved out of her sight, standing behind her, Tulia feeling his hands on the back of her head.

“Take him deep, Tulia.  Into your throat.  Let him feel the pleasure that only a throat fuck can bring.”  Michael held her still while James began to pound his cock into her mouth, this time not stopping as his cock jammed against the tight opening of her throat.  She struggled, but Michael held her submissively, her choking the only sounds coming from her as James breached the tight confines of her throat to send his rock hard cock into her throat.

It felt like a giant log shoved down her throat, her gagging only helping James, opening up her throat as she choked, allowing the thick helmet of his rock hard cock to breach her throat, rasping down into her gullet until he finally stopped.  “GGGGHHLLLL,” her incoherent babbling smothered by the cock that split her lips, pressed deep into her throat.  It burned as it sat pulsating in her throat.  She could barely breathe, sucking in as much precious air through her flaring nose.  James began to pump his cock in and out of her throat, the thick head rubbing her raw as she choked and gagged, Michael’s hands holding her tight, her hands clenched at her side as she bore the painful throat fucking.

They took turns with her, one of them pulling out, Tulia finding her mouth and throat breached by the other cock before she could even enjoy her new-found freedom.  Her stomach turned over and over, her mouth full of cum as they dripped their precum onto her tongue.  Her throat was rubbed raw, but they cared little of her discomfort, fucking her throat for long minutes while her head grew dizzy from lack of air.  Suddenly she found her mouth empty, slumping over, her head pressed against the floor as they deserted her.  They hadn’t cum, so she feared what was next, both of them standing over her, thick cocks slick with her saliva.  Wet and ready to penetrate any part of her body that they desired.  And there were two of them, neither of which looked like he would wait for the other to finish with her.  Two rock hard cocks that would seek a warm, tight hole to fuck.  They had already used her mouth, only two other holes left.  And one of them had never been breached before except with fingers and speculum.  Nothing like the huge cocks that jerked impatiently above her.


Chapter 5

Three-some and Four-some


Tulia was lying on the floor breathing heavily, Michael and James standing above her stroking their cocks casually.  She couldn’t believe what they had made her do.  And they still expected more from her.  Her body was sore, her nipples and pussy lips still clamped, the weights lying near her, feeling like they were pinning her to the floor.  Tulia’s tears fell down her cheeks but she saw no compassion in the men’s eyes.  Only lust.

In the other corner of the room she could see William taking Amanda hard in the ass, both of them gasping in pleasure.  Even bound, Amanda was mewing like a cat, arching her ass up so she could receive as much of William’s cock as she could.  A loud slap on her ass made her cry out in ecstasy and sent her over the edge at the very same moment.

“Now get up.  You’re not here to watch others, no matter how much you enjoy it.”  Tulia heard Michael yelling at her from above, though he seemed more amused than angry, catching her once again staring at others, her tongue running over her lips as she did.

She felt embarrassed that he noticed, her cheeks turning red.  She slowly got up from the floor, groaning in pain as the weights pulled down on her sore flesh but she was too afraid to do anything about it without Michael’s approval.  Instead she just dropped her eyes clenching her hands into tight fists at her sides.  She felt Michael moving behind her, pulling her toward him, his cock burning the skin of her ass as he pressed against her.  Her heart started pumping faster as she saw James coming closer, stopping a few feet away in front of her.

Michael’s hands started caressing her body, pressing her against him as he masturbated his cock between her ass cheeks.  He was gentle, confusing Tulia once again.  And even though she was in pain her body relaxed a little.  His hands went up to her clamped breast, Tulia’s eyes following their movements as he freed her right nipple from the hard metal.

He had to hold her as she moaned, blood rushing quickly to the abused tip, bringing a new wave of pain with it.  Michael threw the clamp on the floor, his palm covering her breast instantly, Tulia biting her lips as he gently played with it.  It hurt but it also felt good.

The other clamp followed, Michael driving a quiet yelp from her mouth as he released it, but soon it started to feel good also, his skillful fingers dancing over her breast, turning the blood-stained nipples into hard buds.  Tulia wasn’t sure if she should feel grateful or angry, suspecting that as soon as she was wet enough, they would take her hard and without any regard to her discomfort.  Though, somehow this thought excited her, making her wet.  She had to fight the urge to push her butt against Michael’s cock.  She felt ashamed, but she could barely control her body, only the heavy weights stopping her from moving, the pain between her legs too intense.

“Spread your legs,” Michael whispered directly into her ear, his hands moving down her belly, through her bush toward to her pussy.

He was holding her in his arms like a lover would, allowing her to take her time to slowly spread her legs.  His hands slid down, suddenly freeing her pussy lips from the clamps, the clamps falling down on the floor with the loud thud.  Tulia jumped in surprised closing her legs together, pressing tightly against Michael as if she expected him to protect her.  Her eyes lifted to see James peering at her; though, he didn’t seem to be entirely happy.  Tulia bit her lips, afraid that Michael would start yelling at her for displeasing one of his friends.  Her legs went instantly apart, her body acting of its own accord.  She heard Michael chuckling behind her back.

“You are learning quickly to be an obedient slut,” he praised her.  Tulia felt relieved that he wasn’t angry and ashamed that he was right.  Though, somehow James still wasn’t pleased with her.

“Amanda, move your ass over here,” Michael’s voice boomed over Tulia’s head, calling his other slave.

Amanda, with her hands still bound behind her back, was kneeling before William, just finishing licking his cock clean.  Tulia’s stomach turned over as she remembered where William’s cock had been, but these men seemed to be obsessed with girls cleaning their cocks after they came.  Will Michael make me do it also after he sodomizes me? It was bad enough he was going to fuck me in the ass.  To clean his soiled cock was more disgusting.

“You can stay down, Amanda.”  Michael was laughing, bringing Tulia back to the reality.

William pressed on Amanda’s shoulders, preventing her from getting up.  She had to move on her knees as she moved through the room to get to Michael, all the men watching her as she submissively followed Michael’s order, her breasts swaying erotically as she moved forward, her arms still bound behind her back.

For a moment Tulia felt envious of Amanda’s body, especially her big breasts.  Then she remembered where she was, suddenly not sure what Michael was planning this time, looking back at him.  Even though his hands were still casually playing with her body, he wasn’t paying much attention to her.  Amanda finally stopped a few feet away from them, looking at Michael as if she already knew or suspected what he wanted her to do, though not quite happy with his decision.  Or maybe she just wanted to tease him.

“Come closer and lick her pussy clean.  James would like to enjoy a clean one.”  Michael’s order made Tulia look down.  She was stained with her own cum and with Michael’s.  Then she realized what he said.

“No!” she protested.

“And make her wet,” Michael added, completely ignoring Tulia, at least it was what she thought until she felt his fingers pinching one of her nipples harshly in warning.

The evil look on Amanda’s face was saying that she would get Tulia for it and make her pay.  She didn’t protest though, coming closer, gazing at Tulia with hatred.  Then her soft lips disappeared between Tulia’s legs, her tongue leaving her mouth to softly caress the most intimate part of Tulia’s body.  She tried to move away but only managed to press harder into Michael’s cock, making him moan in pleasure.

“Put your hands on her head and guide her,” his voice was barely a whisper, Tulia confused as his touch became gentler again.  Though she couldn’t deny how good the tongue on her pussy felt, her hands shooting down to grab Amanda by the hair, her clit throbbing with excitement.  She didn’t care who was watching or what she was doing, only wanting to prolong the pleasure she was receiving, guiding Amanda’s head to clean her thighs, then back to her pussy, then up, making her suck on her clit for a moment before pushing her mouth into the dense bush of her pubic hair.  If Michael wanted her clean he would get her clean.  Besides that way she could put off the moment when they would take her and for a while even forget that she would have to submit to them.  Michael’s hands were playing with her breasts, gently squeezing the soft pillows of flesh, making her feel so good she didn’t even noticed that her hips came alive, going up and down masturbating his cock with her ass.  The gentle contractions of her muscles only made his cock harder as her cheeks gripped the hard cock trapped between them.

Amanda was having problems breathing, Tulia’s hands more demanding the more aroused she became, pushing her pussy further into Amanda’s mouth.  Amanda took her clit in her mouth again, sucking hard on it with such a force that drove a loud cry from Tulia’s lips.  She bit down on it, first gently, then harder, grinding her teeth back and forth over it, hearing another cry above her, this one of pain.  She smiled to herself.  The stupid bitch shouldn’t think she’s here for her own pleasure.

It felt so good that Tulia forgot the world around her, closing her eyes and mewing in pleasure.  The tongue between her legs was doing wonders to her abused body, sending shivers of excitement along her spine.  And then suddenly it became painful, the teeth biting so hard on her clit, she was sure she was bleeding.  She tried to move away but Michael held her in place.  Her body went up, Tulia standing on her toes pushing Amanda’s head down determined to escape the harsh treatment.  She felt Michael’s cock suddenly popping free between her legs and then the pain stopped.  Tulia looked down seeing Amanda sucking in the head of Michael’s cock, making him groan in pleasure.

“I guess she prefers cocks,” Tulia heard Michael laughing behind her “Move away, girl.  You’ll get a chance to lube my cock in a moment,” he added, abruptly pushing Amanda aside.  “I think that pussy should be clean enough for you to fuck, James.”

Tulia was suddenly abandoned by both of them, facing James as he moved closer.  She looked back at Michael, but he was busy untying Amanda.  Then a hand gripped her head and she suddenly found herself passionately kissing James.  His other hand went behind her, kneading her ass cheek pulling her against him, pressing his cock against her belly.  Then his other hand joined the first one on her ass and he lifted her as if she weighed nothing, not even breaking the kiss.  Tulia put her arms around his neck to prevent herself from falling down and felt his cock slip into her wet pussy with ease, his hands pinning her to his body.  But his cock felt so good; it was the last thing she wanted to do.  Before she knew what she was doing her legs went up, and she found herself hanging on James like a monkey on the tree with her legs crossed behind his back, her ankles locked and his cock deep inside her.  All she could do was moan in pleasure, moving her hips from side to side, feeling his cock deep inside her, making James groan with approval as her muscles gripped his cock possessively.

The hot breath on her ass made Tulia forget about her pleasure.  She looked back surprised to see Amanda kneeling behind her.

“Michael wants me to open you for his cock,” Amanda gave Tulia a nasty smile as she said it, her sharp finger nails running over her butt, digging deep, red grooves in it.

“Use this,” Michael throwing the purple anal probe near Amanda’s hand.

Tulia looked down at it, fear striking her as she saw the length of the probe.  It had to be a foot long, curved, almost able to feel it stretching her deep inside by the sharp curve.  But nothing was more formidable than the ten beads that started at the top, gradually growing larger the closer to the base, a slim handle to guide it.  The smallest one couldn’t be more than half an inch in diameter, but the largest one at the bottom had to be at least two inches, Tulia sure that her asshole would have to stretch wide long before it got to the last one, the ones above it too large to fit in her virgin hole.

James gripped her ass cheeks, yanking them wide apart, continuing to fuck her as he held her open for Amanda.  “Grip my cock, Tulia, give me a good ride.”  He didn’t care whether it hurt her or not, in fact the more it hurt Tulia, the tighter her pussy would become.

Amanda licked the probe, her only concession for Tulia.  She took the long probe, pressing it up against the tiny, chocolate anus presented so obscenely by the spread of her cheeks, playing the end of the probe around the tight opening.  She watched the tiny hole go into a series of spasms; Amanda pressing the probe into the center of the tight hole, watching as the slim tip slowly began to pressure into the resisting hole.

She couldn’t control her own muscles, her cheeks spread so wide by James’ powerful hands, the sharp tip of the probe pressing at her virgin opening, trying to force entrance.  It felt strange, her anal ring forced to open, feeling the cool glass of the probe entering her hot asshole.  She felt it press harder inside her, her muscles trying unsuccessfully to keep it out, pressing past her sphincter muscles.  To make it worse, James continued to pound his cock in her pussy, stretching her wide, but she was more concerned with the stretching of her asshole.  She felt the probe dig deeper into her ass, pushing hard against the muscles in her rectum, her anal ring sliding over the slick glass probe as the first bead pushed into her.

Amanda watched with pleasure as Tulia’s virgin asshole stretched around the glass probe, the first and smallest bead stretching her anal ring until it allowed the bead to pass through, her ring sliding down to grip it tight inside her, the next bead growing bigger, pushing against her tiny opening.

“I can almost feel how her asshole will swallow my cock,” Michael was mesmerized by the way her asshole swallowed up the slick glass probe.  “Slip another one in; let her feel what it’s like.”

Amanda needed no further encouragement, pressing hard with the probe, rewarded with a groan from Tulia as her asshole stretched wide over the next bead slipping inside her.  She didn’t wait, pressing hard again until a third and fourth bead slipped into her ass, the beads beginning to get much bigger.  And she now had at least four inches of probe inside her, the bend in the glass probe pressing hard against the soft walls of her asshole.

It felt like two cocks were inside her, James’ cock never stopped moving, and now the long probe, stretching her with each new bead, feeling strange as something long began to fill her asshole.  Amanda was not stopping now, each time a sharp burst of pain forced another cry from Tulia’s lips, her anal ring stretched wide by the unyielding glass probe, the beads feeling like giant lumps inside her.  Now something new, Amanda began to fuck her with the probe, making her feel the beads pop back out of her anus, then thrusting back in again, the burning of the stretched anal ring returning with a new vengeance.  And she didn’t stop with the last bead, each time a new bead entering her, each time her anal ring stretching wider than she thought it would.  She felt the first cramp in her stomach, sure that over half of the beads were inside her, her gut filled as if she had just finished a big dinner.

Amanda began to work the probe in and out of Tulia’s asshole with broad strokes to match those of James’ cock.  Tulia’s asshole had given up the fight, forced into submission as the beads opened her up and pushed in with ease, her ring sliding up and down the uneven beads.  Amanda watched as the beads grew larger, almost the size of a small cock, Tulia’s asshole turning pink from the abuse.  Amanda shoved hard, over three quarters of the probe slipping into her asshole, a scream from Tulia signaling the girth of the latest probe as it passed into her guts.

It hurt, her stomach cramping as Amanda fucked her with the probe, the beads rippling up and down her anal ring as she went from empty to full in seconds, her muscles clenching uncontrollably on the uneven beads that sank deep into her bowels.  She would never be able to take Michael’s cock inside her, not while James was in her pussy.  It already felt as if a giant baseball bat was between her legs, pushing in and out with abandonment.  “NNNOOOO,” she cried out, the largest bead stretching her so wide that she was sure it tore her, the bead feeling like a giant rock inside her, Amanda never stopped moving the probe.  Her stomach continually cramped on the evil probe, not even the pleasure of the cock in her pussy could make the pain go away.  It was so long, feeling like it was trying to come out her mouth.  “Take it out!”

“You can take it, Tulia.  Ream her out, Amanda.  Make her feel every bead.”  Michael grew excited from watching the way her asshole gripped the beads as they thrust inside her, almost able to feel the way her asshole would grip his cock in such pleasure.  Amanda was shoving it in hard, making Tulia take the full measure, all twelve inches of unyielding glass beads.  She would almost welcome his cock in her ass.

Tulia tried to push James away, to free herself from his arms and then maybe to be able to somehow take out the evil device from her ass.  James was holding her in his arms, not allowing her more movement than was needed to ream her pussy with his cock.  He grew excited with her screams, wanting to wait until Michael would join him.  Though, Amanda’s enthusiasm made it hard, the beads of the anal probe sliding along his cock in Tulia’s body, bringing him to the edge.

“You girls better not make me cum too soon!” he tried to warn them feeling Amanda’s hand closing on his balls squeezing them lightly.  That girl was definitely getting too excited.  Michael somehow managed to control her, and she seemed to be willing to fully submit only to him.  James felt the sharp fingernails digging into his flesh the moment his cock went deep into Tulia’s pussy.

Amanda was licking her lips in excitement.  She was finally allowed to play a little with the new girl, loving when Michael was getting new slaves on his island, so innocent and naïve enough to believe she would be their friend.  Michael taught her so much about domination, mainly while making her submit to him, that she at some point started using the other girls as her own slaves, Michael never making any attempts to stop her.

Amanda’s hand went up to cup James’ balls, eager to find out how much power she had over the men as well.  She pushed the anal probe deep into Tulia’s ass turning it inside making the girl scream and waiting until James cock would disappear in Tulia’s pussy.  She squeezed his balls harder, pulling the probe swiftly in and out of Tulia’s ass.  She heard her screaming and at the very same moment, James sent the first load of his cum into Tulia’s pussy groaning loudly.  Amanda smiled, pleased with herself.  She saw William standing at Tulia’s side, his cock already hard and ready to replace James as soon as he stopped cumming.

Tulia couldn’t believe the pain.  These men were pure evil and Amanda wasn’t any better, if not worse.  Tulia tried to concentrate on the pleasure, but all she was feeling was pain, her body sore from constant abuse.  Every time the probe went deep inside her she couldn’t contain herself and screamed.  It only made James pound his cock deeper and faster in and out of her pussy.  His hands held her in vise, making her unwillingly submit to the harsh fucking.  He was right on the edge, Tulia praying that he would cum quickly, afraid that Michael would soon join him.  She squeezed his cock as she felt him deep inside her.  It hurt, Amanda pushing the anal probe deep inside her ass every time James’ cock went in.  Tulia heard James warning them not to make him cum but cared little if she made him angry or even Michael.  She just couldn’t take it any longer contracting her muscles around his cock with all the force she could provide.

The pain was so sudden, Tulia yelled like a wounded animal.  Her ass so full in one second, empty the next as Amanda pulled out the anal probe.  It felt as if she was tearing her asshole into pieces.  And at the same moment she felt James spewing her pussy with his seed, groaning in pleasure but also in disappointment that the girls made him cum.  He slapped her ass in anger driving another cry out of her mouth, cumming again.  He finally stopped pounding her, letting her go.  Tulia was barely able to stand, afraid to even look at him or at Michael.  She felt someone holding her, preventing her from falling down, another hard cock pressed against her hip.  She looked up seeing William, already turning her towards him.

“Looks like it’s my turn now,” he smiled at her, pushing his cock into her pussy without any preliminaries, lifting her again from the floor.

“No, please no!” Tulia tried to scream, but she only managed to whimper softly, her throat too sore to protest loudly.  She found herself again riding a hard cock, William taking his time with her, waiting for Michael to join him.  Tulia looked back with tears in her eyes, hoping against hope that Michael would spare her and pleasure himself with Amanda, but he was already pushing Amanda aside, his cock slick with her saliva, an evil grin etched on his face.

“Ready for your first ass fuck?” he laughed at Tulia.  “I know I’m going to enjoy it,” his hands were already on her hips, Amanda moving closer, kneeling at their side, ready to enjoy the show.

“I can’t take it.  Please don’t fuck me with that!” Tulia tried to push Michael away but was only awarded with a hard slap on her ass, Michael pushing her hand out of the way, already positioning his cock on her tight little hole.  He was too eager to fuck her to even answer her, teasing her for only a moment before he started pushing forward with his hips, feeling the head of his cock beating her muscles into submission as he entered her slowly.  Tulia’s asshole went into a series of spasms trying to prevent the intruder from entering her, only succeeding in driving groans of excitement from Michael as they nipped so pleasurable on the head of his cock.

He pushed harder finally winning the battle with her muscles feeling his cock being squeezed by Tulia’s asshole as he entered her ass.

She screamed as she felt Michael’s prick sliding in.  No matter how hard she tried to push him out, she only managed to make him moan in pleasure as his cock was being massaged by her muscles.  Four hands were holding her in place preventing her from moving away even if she had enough power to fight the men.  She was being impaled by two rock hard cocks, no longer able to distinguish between them, her pussy and ass ablaze in pain.

Michael watched as his cock slowly disappeared in Tulia’s ass, so much more to go in.  She was doing a great job squeezing him, moaning in pain as she tried to fight him, her screams only adding to his pleasure.  He pushed harder seeing another inch of his cock being sucked deep inside her.  Even though Amanda did her best to open this girl’s ass it was still tight, Michael fighting hard to get access to the tight passage.  He pulled out, driving another scream from her lips; this time louder.  His cock went back inside her, beginning to fuck her hard, in then out, each time sliding more and more of his cock up her ass.

They were taking her without paying any regard to her suffering, going in and out at the same time.  It was worse than all they had done to her before, none of them making any attempt to ease her pain, Michael going deeper and deeper inside her, his cock never ending.  Tulia was breathing heavily, her body on fire.  She finally felt Michael’s abdomen slapping against her butt, knowing she took all of him inside.  Tears were rolling down her face as she moaned in pain, seeing Amanda kneeling on her left, beaming up on her, her fingers running along her slit as she watched Tulia being double fucked.

“Please, I can’t take it any more!” Tulia begged desperately, feeling Michael’s fingers sliding through her dense bush to meet her clit the very same moment.  His fingers began to dance over her pleasure button, making her moan in surprise.

“We’re only just beginning,” he whispered, his cock going in and out of her ass, each time faster and deeper, all the while his fingers forced her pussy to cream again.  Tulia wasn’t sure what was worse, the sodomy or the fact that he was making her to enjoy it, his fingers never failing to excite her if he wished to.

Michael couldn’t believe the pleasure he felt, her tight asshole clinging to his cock so lovingly, her muscles rippling up and down his shaft as he plunged his cock deep into her guts.  He could feel William’s cock on the other side, a thin membrane separating the hard pricks.  Tulia’s body was almost lifted off her feet each time they shoved in, her body jerked up by the powerful thrusts of the demanding cocks.  And her screams only made them fuck harder, her body buffeted by William’s and Michael’s cock.  His finger found her clit, drawing it from her hood, pinching it until he held it trapped.  William’s cock was right below his hand, his hips driving his cock in and out.  “Can you cum like a good slave, Tulia?”

William fucked her hard, banging the head of his cock against her cervix, her body rattled with each powerful thrust.  Each time he fucked in she would jerk up on her toes, her body speared by his powerful cock.  And Michael was pounding in her ass, both of them meeting so deep inside her that William was sure his cock would pop out of her.  Her body began to move, her hips moving from side to side, grinding on the two cocks that took her, Michael’s fingers inciting the lust in her.  “Grip our cocks,” William ordered her, feeling her muscles nipping at the head of his cock as he pulled out.

She didn’t think she would last much longer, feeling like one giant cock was between her legs, both of them fucking her at the same time as if they were trying to drive their cocks deeper in her body.  But she couldn’t deny the power of Michael’s fingers on her clit, tugging and pulling on her swollen pleasure button until she succumbed to his talent, her hips moving to greet their powerful thrusts.  The pleasure began to mix with the pain, Tulia not believing that she was taking a thick, hard cock up her ass, but every deep thrust sent cramps into her stomach, reminding her that her asshole was being reamed with abandonment.  Her muscles were beaten into submission by his cock, her anal ring sliding up and down his shaft, stretched taunt as he fucked her.  She felt the swell inside her, both of their cocks ready to cum.  They fucked her harder, sending both of their cocks deep inside her, holding still as she felt the first tremors of their impending orgasm.  They held her tight, her sweat-drenched body sandwiched between them as she felt the first load of cum blast deep inside her body.  That was all it took, Michael’s fingers finishing her off, her body shaking as her orgasm overtook her.  “EEEEEWWWW,” she yelled out as she came on their spewing cock, her insides blasted with hot cum, Tulia feeling for the first time hot cum filling her bowels.

Michael couldn’t wait any longer, her asshole bringing such pleasure to him.  He loved anal virgins, teaching them to take a hard cock until finally they succumbed to the rape of their most intimate hole, and Tulia was no exception.  She took her first threesome, cumming at just the right time, just as two cocks filled both of her holes with hot cum.  Michael’s cock jerked deep inside her, her insides rippling up and down the shaft as it swelled and shot his cum into her guts.  Her spasms forced a second blast of cum, spurting as he pulled his cock out, only to plunge back in before he was finished shooting, his cock easily sliding on her wet asshole.

“Yeah!”  William shouted out his pleasure as he came in her, his hands on her waist, making her dance on his cock as he came deep inside her.  Her body was shaking, her naked tits with their hard nipples raking across his chest.  He pumped her twice, hard and fast as he came inside her, Tulia on her toes as she was speared high into the air by their pricks.

She fell to the floor as they pulled their cocks out of her, her thighs covered with a river of cum that flowed from between her legs.  She was exhausted, but she wasn’t sure if they were finished with her yet.  She had taken two cocks in her pussy, and Michael had busted her ass cherry.  What else could they do to me?

Michael stood over Amanda, James over Tulia.  Michael pulled Amanda’s head up until she was staring at his soiled cock, slick with juices, still semi-hard.  “Get it hard and clean, Amanda.  And do a good job or I’ll whip you between your legs.”  He saw her hesitate, but then she surrendered, her mouth hesitantly opening.  Her face grimaced as his soiled cock slipped over her lips, leaving a trail on them as her tongue timidly began to lick his cock.  It didn’t take long for his cock to grow in her mouth.

James was over Tulia, his hands pulling her head up, digging into the sides of her head until her mouth opened.

“Clean it and then I’m going to take you in the ass.  Give me a good ride and I’ll fill you with cum.”  Her mouth engulfed his cock, James pushing his cock farther into her mouth, holding her head submissively while her tongue worked on his cock.

Her ass was already sore, but he didn’t care.  She could feel his cock swell in her mouth, Tulia forced to make it hard enough to fuck her asshole.  It didn’t take them longer before they were ready.  Tulia found herself lying on the floor, pushed to her side.  William lay down next to her, fisting his cock as he pressed it between her legs until he found her pussy.  With barely a grunt, he shoved inside her, her cum-drenched pussy taking him with ease.  Then she felt James behind her, knowing what he was going to do, but she was still unprepared as he placed the head of his cock against her sore asshole.  William was waiting, his cock inside her but not moving.  “EEEEWWW,” Tulia groaned in pain as James’ cock opened up fresh wounds in her ass, feeling her anal ring stretched taut by the thick shaft.  Her insides stretched by the thick shafts, James’ cock feeling like it went on forever, her stomach cramping as it pushed deep into her bowels.

“Ready?”  William was eager to fuck her, feeling James’ cock slide in along side his, separated by the thinnest of membranes.

“Yeah, let’s fuck the bitch.”  James began to pull his cock out of her ass, her insides clinging to it.  He stopped when only the head was gripped by her anal ring, thrusting back in with a powerful thrust that met William’s cock as he did the same thing.

“EEEEHHHHHH!” Tulia screamed in pain, sure the two men tore something deep inside her.  But they didn’t care, already pulling out and shoving back in again, the painful cramps in her stomach almost making her wretch.  Her body was buffeted between the two evils cocks, but just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, it did.  She felt a hand on her head, looking up to see Michael kneeling over her head, his hard cock only inches from her face.  His fingers forced her mouth open, his hips driving his cock into her unwilling lips.  He didn’t stop when he got to her throat, pushing her head back until her throat was in a straight line.  His thick cockhead burst through her tight opening and plunged into her throat as she gagged and choked.  And there he stayed, pumping his cock in and out of her throat, pulling out, but not out of her throat, her nostrils flaring as she tried to suck in precious air.

And the three of them fucked her hard, using her for their pleasure, her muffled screams blocked by Michael’s cock, her body in such pain that she wasn’t sure she would survive.  But she did, three cocks cumming in her at precisely the same time, Tulia’s only relief was that they would soon shrink inside her.

Amanda looked at the men taking Tulia in a foursome, her three holes abused by thick cocks.  Good enough for her, Amanda remembering all too well the feeling of being overpowered by that many cocks.  She had been fucked in all three holes, there is only one thing left for them to do to her.

