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Pussy Whipped Wimp

Chapter 3

				Pussy Whipped Wimp


				       Chapter 3


	The maid, her name was Rosalita, hung around to talk to Lil about ways
to start my training. I did not like what I heard from her.

	"Look I can't help but notice that he's still not marked up; that's a
big mistake if you're gonna take him to the meat market. You have to show people
that you are in command of this wimp and the way to do that is to show them his
marks. Between now and when me and my boyfriend show up later on tonight, you
ought to get him out here and start marking him up with at least a strap. That
will show him you are not to be fucked with, and at the same time he can start
understanding his lot in life, which is to be nothing but your boy toy, and
slave. Why don't we drag his sorry ass out here and tie him down properly and
maybe gag him as well. No sense in calling attention to what's happening here.
Usually it's real quiet in the afternoons, so it's best to make sure he stays
quiet too."

	I offered no resistance as they marched me out to the bedroom and had me
lie face down on the bed. The panty hose bonds were removed just long enough for
them to tie my wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed using a coil of rope
that Rosalita just happened to have in her cart. I really began to wonder about
her, but decided it might be wiser not to dwell on things that I had no control
over. Lil gagged me with her smelly panty hose, filling my mouth with the
stinking garment, and wrapping the excess around my head to keep the gag in
place. Then to add insult to my pending pain, she used my own leather belt to
whip me. I could hear the maid's voice in the background urging Lil to lay the
leather to my candy ass and give it to me as hard as she could.

	The first couple of blows sounded worse than they felt, but after some
pointers from the maid from hell, Lil really began to put some muscle into it
and my botton began to feel as if it was catching fire. Rosalita bid me farewell
until the evening, promising that I'd have a cunt filled with cum to take care
of and a limp dick that needed stiffening, maybe more than once. I heard her
laughing as she exited the room and then the whipping resumed and I started to
feel the pain in a big way as Lil concentrated her attack on my bare buttocks,
making them feel like they were being cut to ribbons and then set aflame.
Fortunately for me Lil was not in the best of physical condition and after a few
minutes her efforts began to flag. She took a break and had some water to drink
before resuming the beating, this time across my shoulder blades and then moving
down to my poor ass.

	Lil turned on the television and cranked up the volume to cover the
sounds of my beating and the whimpering that was coming through the panty hose
stuffed inside my dry mouth. She must have whipped me on and off for the better
part of an hour before she leaned over and told me she wanted to turn me over so
she could do my front side as well. She warned me that if I gave her any
trouble, she would drown me in the jacuzzi like an unwanted kitten. I was
hurting too badly to offer any resistance when she untied me and made me roll
over onto my badly beaten hindquarters. Even as I was allowing her to retie my
wrists to the bed posts, part of me wanted to make a break for freedom, but the
fear of being overcome and then dragged into the bathroom to be submerged in the
jacuzzi until I passed out, kept me from trying to make my escape.

	While she finished making sure I was securely tied down, I finally
noticed that she was only wearing a pair of white cotton panties that were being
stretched to their limit by her big belly that actually was hanging over the
elastic waistband. For reasons that I could not understand, my cock began to
harden. Since I wasn't even looking in the direction of the porn tape running on
the television, there could only be one cause for my embarrassing erection, Lil.
She discovered my condition as soon as she stepped back to make sure I was
properly spread out for more of the beating she had planned for me. The grin she
produced made me quiver with terror.

	"You miserable worm! You ugly, limp dicked bug! You have the nerve to
get hard in my presence after all the chances I've given you to act like a man.
Well little boy, you better start thinking about what you're going to do with
that little thing poking up in the air. I'm gonna give you one last chance to
make your brand new mother-in-law a happy camper, but if you fuck it up, I'm
gonna whip that dick until it's just a tiny lump of swollen meat and then maybe
I'll trot you out to the meat market and see who wants to take you off my hands
for the rest of the afternoon. One thing is for sure, I'll make certain that
whoever gets to use you, knows what a faggot you are and will do that candy ass
until it bleeds." As she threatened me, Lil rolled the panties off to reveal her
thick pubic bush and approached the bed. I could only look over to where the
porn tape was playing, hoping that whatever activity was going on there would be
sufficient to allow me to keep my dick hard long enough to properly satisfy Lil.

	The heavy set woman straddled my body and looked down at me with a look
that spoke volumes. She reached down and grasped my stiff dick. I willed myself
to think of anything except her hand wrapped around my throbbing dick. Then
despite all my resolve I felt my hard cock pressing against her hairy pubes. I
began to shoot off all over her bush, bringing a roar of anger from her. An
infuriated Lil began to beat me with her clenched fists, landing blow after blow
to my face as I tried my best to avoid being struck, but was effectively pinned
to the bed by her thick thighs that had captured my head between them.

	I felt my lips being split as she landed a couple of vicious blows to my
mouth. Then she smashed her fist into one of my eyes, momentarily blinding me.
My fear gave me sufficient strength to actually move her big body off my chest
and give me more room in which to try to avoid the rain of blows that she
delivered to my head and face. Soon she ran out of steam and had to pause to
catch her breath. She looked down at me and I guess began to realize that if she
continued to punch me in the face I might become too damaged to be of any use to
her outside.

	That didn't mean I was off the hook. She reached down and grabbed my
hair in her hands and tried to tear it out in clumps, but was too tired to do
much damage,although the process did prove to be quite painful. Now she changed
her tactics, removing the panty hose gag and scooting up so she could cram my
face into her sodden, cum-flecked cunt mouth. She used my face like it was a
cunt rag, scrubbing it against her hairy maw to remove all traces of my latest
failure as a man. She began to chuckle as she realized just how humiliating to
me her actions were. Then she kicked things up a notch, pressing my mouth to her
fetid opening and announcing that she was going to take a piss and I better not
allow as much as one drop of her piss to get on the sheets.

	"You fuck this up and I will take you into the bathroom and drown you
like the miserable rat creature that you are." I shivered at the tone of her
threat. Ths time she was angry enough to actually drown me once she got me into
that infernal jacuzzi. I was so terrified, I almost pissed on the sheets.

	Lil started her flow and I devoted myself to making sure that I
swallowed every drop she delivered. She pissed, and I drank for what seemed like
an eternity, but probably only lasted half a minute or so. Then she stopped
pissing, but continued to keep her cunt glued to my mouth. Then she grunted and
started pissing once more, nearly catching me off guard,which was probably her
plan. I managed to gulp down this new torrent of acrid liquid and again she
paused, this time announcing  that she wanted me to gargle with the next
mouthful she delivered, and keep gargling until she told me to swallow. I did as
she commanded and thought she'd keep me at it until I failed, so she could have
another reason to further torment me. Unfortunately I was right, but not
immediately. She did allow me to swallow that big slug of piss after at least a
minute or more of steady garglig. Then once more she filled my mouth with more
of that nasty tasting stuff and once again I began to make the yellow fluid
dance around in my throat as she grinned and looked on. This time I finally had
to grimace and gulp the stuff down, disobeying her.

	Lil used my behavior as an excuse to give me a thorough going over with
the belt. She started by whipping my face and neck as I frantically moved my
head from side to side in a vain attempt to avoid the blows she delivered.
Fortunately for me, the marks left on my face didn't last more than a few hours,
and were almost completely gone by the time she marched me, wearing only an
improvised pair of panties, with my body covered with marks left by the belt
buckle. She whipped me on and off for the better part of two hours, and as I
said, she finally realized that the belt buckle end of the leather strap could
really do some damage with not much of an effort on her part. A woman in better
shape might have beaten me to death or at least put me in the hospital. When she
started working on my limp cock and shrunken balls, I made so much noise that
she once more gagged me with the panty hose.

	I was in agony as she landed one vicious blow after another, taking dead
aim on my shriveled cock. It appeared that she was making good on her threat to
turn my dick into a lump of swollen flesh. It was difficult to describe the pain
that radiated from my wounded cock. Everytime the buckle bit into the head of my
dick I almost swallowed my tongue from the pain that was produced. Now she was
shortening up on the belt, wrapping most of it around her fat hand and using
short, quick blows to ruin my genitals. When my reactions to the blows landing
on my super small cock tailed off, she switched to my balls after taking a break
for some water and another chicken leg to give her more strength.

	I knew I must be in hell, long past dead and now suffering the torments
of the damned, probably for all of eternity. I began to sob and that only
increased the fury of her attack. Then just after she had torn open the
sensitive flesh of my navel with a lucky hit from the belt buckle, she stepped
back and announced that we were going to take a walk to meet some of the other
guests. I mentally winced at the realization that this meant more humiliation
and likely additional pain and suffering for me.

	Lil set about preparing me for my debut at the meat market. She pulled
out her makeup case and within five minutes had applied a thick coating of
bright red lipstick, mascara and rouge to my face. She held up a mirror so I
could see what she had created. I looked like a clown ready to appear at the
circus to make people laugh. Still not satisfied, she proceeded to apply more
rouge to my nipples, laughing as she did so. Finally she created a cache' sex of
sorts using another pair of her panty hose that pushed my genitals into one
solid ball of sore, swollen flesh and confined them securely. She used the legs
to create a poor imitation of a jock strap, running up between the crack of my
ass and wound tightly around my midriff.

	I was freed from my bonds and made to stand by the bed while she
carefully inspected my costume as well as my makeup. Then she made me pose
before the full length mirror on the bathroom door. I was mortified and on the
verge of tears at what I looked like. Lil then wiggled into a muumuu, looped one
of the ropes around my neck and used it to lead me from the hotel room for the
first time since we had arrived yesterday. That seemed like an eternity to me
considering all that had happened .

	She paraded me right through the lobby, which was thankfully empty
except for the clerk who gave me the once over before calling out to Lil.  "How
come I never saw you with the rest of the moppet masters? That's sure some piece
of business you have in tow. Looks like he or she 's been a bad whatever it is."
He laughed at his own joke and Lil merely smiled and kept on walking towards the
door that led to the back portion of the motel grounds. The concrete was very
hot and forced me to take mincing steps to avoid burning the soles of my feet.
In the distance I could see two figures, but it was still too far to make out
who they were. Lil waved in their direction and urged me to move faster.

	From the looks of the young girl who was nearly naked and covered with
bruises and cuts, all appearing quite fresh, it must have been the one that
Rosalita referred to when she told Lil about the meat market. Her tits were just
beginning to form, but their nipples already had rings hanging from them. All
she was wearing was a sheer pair of bikini briefs and upon closer inspection,
they were crotchless. It was obvious that she had just recently been whipped
rather severely with something even more destructive than the belt Lil had used
on me. The marks were quite narrow and very deep, from many of them the blood
was just beginning to congeal.

	Lil went up to the heavy set woman who was holding the end of a chain
that ran from the metal collar the girl wore. She pointed at the girl and said,
"Looks like the little minx has been misbehaving, just like my little pussy
whipped wimp here. I like the whip marks, they look like they were done by a
professional. This little piece of garbage here is getting away with murder
since I don't have my tools with me or else this pussy would be looking like raw
hamburger on the hoof."

	The woman laughed at Lil's remark and told her to pull up a chair so
they could do some talking. Then she pointed toward the half naked girl and told
her to get down on her back and spread her legs to give everyone a better view
of her cunt. I winced when I saw how swollen and raw looking that little gash
was. Lil told me to kneel down by her chair and look straight ahead. The hot
concrete brought tears to my eyes, but I knew better than to disobey her. I
might wind up face down in the shallow water that passed for a swimming pool.

	"Looking for a little action for the wimp? Here we are, having a chapter
meeting of the Moppet Masters, and this one's the only cunt available. There are
three of the horniest teen studs I've ever seen plus a dog, all ready, eager and
able to handle a lot more pussy than this little cunt is capable of delivering.
We've been shooting videos since yesterday afternoon, and except for a couple of
breaks to shoot this little prick teaser up with speed and sex stimulants, she's
been at it almost nonstop. That little pussy is so swollen that only the dog can
get its cock inside her, and this morning her asshole started to bleed pretty
bad so we had to curtail any anal action in hopes that the bleeding would stop,
but so far it hasn't."

	I found it hard to believe what I was hearing. That girl looked to be no
more than twelve, or perhaps thirteen. How could these people be so callous
towards this child? I was appalled. I was also very frightned at the prospect of
having to sexually service this trio of teenaged males and a dog. The animal was
even more repugnant than the boys to me. My blood ran cold when I heard Lil ask
the woman what was in it for her. Her companion laughed heartily before
replying.

	"If you're like me, you want some action, don't you? My guess is that
this pussy whipped wimp isn't capable of delivering the goods to a real woman
like yourself; am I right? From the way I see it, that's why you've been beating
on the little fairy. Wouldn't it be a lot more fun to watch his candy ass try to
swallow the dog's hard dick while at the same time he's taking turns sucking on
a couple of hard cocks? Meanwhile you'll be on a nice comfortable bed with one
of the hot young studs doing his best to drill his cock right through your cunt
and out the back. Besides that, there will be one or two ladies really
interested in getting to know your pussy close up and very personal when the
stud's done flooding your fuckhole with a huge load of boiling cum. What do you
say? You can send some time getting your itches scratched and watching the wuss
being ruined. What other options do you have for the next three or four hours?"

	I couldn't see Lil's face, but the tone of her answer told me I was
doomed. "You make some really good points. Give me a minute to think about it.
In the meantime my little wussy wimp can go down on your little slave girl's
pussy and maybe tongue it enough so she can resume making those videos you were
talking about. That way they'll be more cock for me"

	Her reply brought a roar of laughter from the other woman. Lil cuffed me
across the side of the head and ordered me to go down on the girl and make sure
that I made her cum, or I'd be going into the water for a nice long drink before
being marched to were the action was taking place. I steeled myself for the
worst, knowing that my imagination was not really capable of forecasting the
type of pain and humiliation to which I was about to be exposed.



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