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Chapter Two
By now she had stopped crying, her eyes puffy and red and stood quietly. At least that was the way she was until I entered the room again. Fear sprouted in her eyes as she turned her head to watch me as I entered the room. She immediately began to beg me to let her go and not to hurt her anymore.
I just chuckled as I slapped her ass with my bare hand when I passed by her, and watched her jump from its sting.
She yelped and the resumed her begging through her ring gag telling me she wouldn't tell anyone what I've done to her if only I'd let her go.
I picked up my favorite whip. A short handled nine stranded whip. Morgan saw it and intensified her begging as the fear began to choke her.
I stepped over to her and swung the whip. All nine leather strands of the whip whooshed through the air to land partially spread out on her beautifully rounded, budding right breast.
Morgan screamed like bloody hell through her ring gag. I gave her a minute for her to settle down in order to catch her breath and then struck again, this time the nine strands of whip landed across her other breast.
Her screams got louder from the pain as the tell tale red marks of where the strands had struck appeared upon her un-tanned white flesh.
Each time I waited for her to catch some semblance of her breath before I struck again allowing the strands of the whip to criss-cross the first marks. Over a period of an hour I whipped her breasts, targeting only them and nothing else. The thirteen year old cheerleader screamed louder than any cheer she had preformed and continuously until she was hoarse, and then screamed even more as I flayed the whip across her breasts ten times each for a total of twenty strokes before I hung up the back on the wall.
Opening a drawer on a small table nearby, I pulled from it a pair of alligator clamps attached to each end of a short chain. The clamps were spring loaded with a strong spring and each had a jagged set of inter-locking teeth.
I stepped back over to Morgan who was still bawling. Her eyes were but tiny slits from the puffy swelling of her face caused by the crying.
Leaning forward, I placed my mouth over the nipple of her right breast and began to suckle on it softly. It must of felt good to her after being struck with the whip because she started to reign in her tears. Though still weeping, she let a small moan come through now and then as I continued to suckle on her tit. Soon after, her nipple began to harden and felt like a small pebble in my mouth.
I removed my mouth from her tit and before she knew what was going on, I placed one of the alligator clips on it. The teeth of the clamp bit down hard on the thirteen year old's nipple and held fast as she howled like wounded animal and tried to shake it off.
Of course there was no way that clamp was coming off until I released it no matter how hard she shook her tits or begged me to remove it. I new soon, the sharp pain will dull down to a constant throb as she got used to it as I moved around to her other side and began to prepare her other nipple for it's clamp.
As I began to suck on it I could hear her begging me, as she cried not to clamp that nipple and to remove the other one. I just sucked her tit until that nipple was hard despite her protest and then clamped it. Again she howled and danced in pain as the alligator teeth bit onto the small pebble of a nipple.
Taking a small thin rope I tied it to the center of the chain attached to the alligator clips on her nipples. I then pulled the rope out forward, the alligator clips holding tight to her nipples as her small round tits stretched out into cones as I tied the other end of the rope to the rope in front of her. You know, the one tied off to her crotch rope.
I stood back and was admiring her discomfort at my handy work. I was about to leave when I got a terrific idea. I went to the other side of the room and retrieved a five pound weight. Returning to the young teen, I hung the weight from the center of the tit rope. Morgan wailed some more as the weight pulled her tits out further by the alligator clips on her nipples. I then left her in her misery as I went to wash up and rest.
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