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Willies New Bitch
Part
Six
A Continuing Work of Fiction
for Adults
By
Taskmaster
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
Ben Harris gazed eagerly down at the bound and naked Mature 50 year old beauty
and mother of Willies Slave Bitch Susan Richards.
From her pleading eyes, to her tortured
Breasts and nipples then on down to her still flat stomach, shapely yet sticky
looking thighs and legs Ben’s eyes roamed before coming to rest upon the object
of any red blooded man’s desires, Susan’s triangular downy thatch covered cunt
lips, dissected and opened by the rough white rope Willie had run between them.
‘Ben……..please
Ben………please get these dreadful things off ….of me and get me out of here’
But Ben, ignoring the
mature captive beauties’ pleas continued to stare in excited fascination at the
bondage work Willie had performed upon the holier than thou Bitch, Susan
Richards, the beautiful woman he had waited so long to get even with.
This was Ben had to
admit, way beyond even his wildest expectation.
Even when his Men, sworn to secrecy with big
bonuses, built this Room for him, Ben had his doubts as to whether Willie would
actually go ahead and abduct this Susan Richards bitch. Or whether he himself,
when it came to it would have the guts
to stand here as he did now and look down upon Susan Richards as his own Bitch, albeit a Bitch
needing to be trained and broken as Willie had often reminded him, but, none
the less, his very own bitch.
Now he had answered
his own question and it was too late to back out now, even should he want, and
backing out was the last thing on Ben’s mind right then.
‘Ben, please Ben, I’m
begging you, snap out of it and get me out of here!’
This time Susan was
shouting and although her shouting did manage to gain Ben’s attention as he was
now looking into Susan’s eyes, Susan did not like one little bit what she saw
there for instead of concern in Ben’s eyes; Susan saw only lust and triumph.
Ben?.........please
Ben…………oh God no……………please Ben, don’t tell me, please no!.
The words came in a
whisper from Susan, it suddenly dawned upon her that, Ben Harris, now smiling
at her with arms folded across his chest as a victor looking down upon the
vanquished was not going to be her rescuer at all.
‘Welcome to your Slave
dungeon Susan, well, here you stay until my young friend and I are satisfied
you understand your new place in life will be to on your knees and by my side whenever and
wherever I decide, From this moment you are now my Bitch, my Slave!’
Susan’s mind reeled in
astonishment at what Ben was telling her. Slave Dungeon? His Bitch?, His Slave?
Susan’s well ordered
life of a few hours ago, already turned upside down by her abduction and
subsequent beatings was now in tatters and Susan could fight back only in the
manner she had always adopted, that of brow beating an adversary Despite her bound and helpless position,
Susan really believed she could, as she always had done, control and belittle
someone with insults and verbal bullying.
‘Good God……what on
earth are you talking about you horrible nauseating man……..your Mad, you’re
crazy if you think you can keep me here and treat me like this you repulsive creature!,
I don’t know where the hell you have taken me to, but I’ll have you locked up
and the key thrown away if you don’t this minute untie me and let me out of
this disgusting place, then we shall see just what the police and all your
golfing friends think of your perverted ideas!
Every single word
though served only to worsen Susan’s position; she was simply digging herself
deeper into trouble.
‘Ah yes Susan, ‘a
repulsive creature’ one of your more favored quotations, And If I remember
rightly, one that you have used before to describe me with your friends at the
gold club!’
Susan suddenly
shivered in fear and recollection; she had all but forgotten t how she had
described Ben Harris, never her favorite person, and his lecherous advances to
her friends.
Now that unpleasant incident came back to Susan
very clearly and to make things worse this ‘repulsive creature’s hand was now
pulling upward on the vertical part of rough white rope bisecting her cunt lips and telling her.
‘You want me to untie
you Susan, sure, I’ll untie you, but first you have to remove those pegs from
your tits or my friend Willie here is going to give us a demonstration on how
to whip them off!’ said Ben and Willie, who had been standing well away from
them, now appeared again, leather strap in hand, beside him.
‘Just to show the
bitch how its done Ben’ said Willie who without warning sent the leather crop
flying across and onto Susan’s right breast where, to his satisfaction, it
landed both upon both one of the plastic pegs and Susan’s Breast, causing the
peg to fly of her Breast and across the cellar floor and for Susan Richards to
scream loudly as the cruel leather bit into her tender skin.
‘Like Ben said Bitch, to want untying you take em all off your tits
first’ said Willie to Susan, pained and sobbing openly, knowing there were
still thirty other pegs on her nipples and breasts and that the monster she now
knew as Willie wouldn’t hesitate to remove every last one of them in the same excruciating
manner.
But the knowledge that
Willie intended to remain side by side with Ben Harris served only to heighten
Susan’s terrible predicament for, after realizing her brow-beating tactics had
been unsuccessful, Susan had intended sweet talking Ben Harris into releasing
her with apologies for her attitude toward him and assurances she would be
prepared to partner him to some meals out and functions, until of course she
were able to report the maniac to the police and make both of them him pay
dearly for their treatment of her.
But with Willie still
there Susan realized those hopes were dashed and save for total capitulation,
only one other similar avenue seemed still open to her.
‘Ben, please Ben,’
Began Susan, tears now flooding from her eyes.
‘Please just stop and
think about this for a moment before things go to far, you can’t just kidnap me
and expect to get away with it, people will miss me, enquires will be made
leading back to you, my family could be contacting the police right this
minute, look Ben, let me go know and we can talk about things, maybe even be
friends afterward’
What worried Susan
though was that both Men continued to smile down at her even as she completed
her appeal to Ben
‘Well Susan,’ answered
Ben stifling a laugh, you really shouldn’t worry about your family or anyone
else missing you for at least a couple of weeks, that’s all been taken care of,
you’ll find out just how in time, first though you got ten seconds to start
taking those pegs of your tits before Willie does it for you!’
Susan’s heart sank; it
was becoming more and more obvious this was no spur of the moment exploit, that
her abduction had been very carefully organized by these frightful men.
Two weeks?, Susan had
thought they had perhaps intended to keep her here overnight but now new she
was at the mercy of two lunatics, one of whom she had already discovered, was
more than willing to inflict upon her any amount of pain and enjoy doing so. An awful lot of damage and pain could be
inflicted upon her in two weeks. Susan thought the only way to prevent that
would be at least to try and be cooperative as far as she could, until the
opportunity to escape the monsters presented itself.
So with her eyes on
that terrible leather crop, Susan had no option but to at least try and remove
the pegs from her Breasts, for a moment she thought about it, then,
with her hands, tied
as they were and held by the rope just about face level, Susan managed to curl
her arms just enough to allow her hands to revolve 180 degrees until her
fingers now pointed downward.
Agonizingly Susan’s
fingers were still a good few inches from the dozen or so pegs decorating the
upper part of both breasts, which meant her having to pull downward, this in
turn then pulled the rough rope further between her anus and cunt lips, leaving
Susan, gasping and grimacing in pain whilst her abductors smiled down at her,
just able, with thumb and index finger, to begin removing the pegs from the top
of both her breasts
Both smiling men
stared down at Susan.
‘Well, the bitch has
made a good start Willie; I thought you said it would be more difficult though’
Said Ben.
‘Sure, but those are real
big tits Ben, lets see how she does with others first, and oh yeh, you don’t remove
the ones one your nipples Bitch, we’ll save those for later’
Susan, her expression
pained, her eyes tearful, knew better than to disobey Willie, knowing just what he was capable of, and so, with a huge effort of will power, her
arms aching and her body straining and lifting itself from the seat a few
inches, as far as her bondage would allow, the naked mature beauty painfully
eased her fingers ever further downward, the rope digging deeper between her
cunt lips, but gradually, one by one removing the biting plastic pegs from both
her Breasts whilst sobbing openly in pain and humiliation before, after fifteen
pain racked minutes, Susan slumped back down upon the leather covered chair
All that remained were
the fours pegs upon Susan’s nipples and the dark red marks upon her Breasts
where each peg had bitten into her tender skin. As for her nipples, all feeling
in them had long since gone. Both were now very flat a blue/dark Red in color
from where the blood had drained from them.
Through tearful exhaustion Susan looked up toward her
tormentors in expectation they would now release her from the terrible oh so
humiliating bondage, knowing was exposing just about everything she had to
these perverts.
‘Please………please untie
me now’ she sobbed
But Ben had another
shock in store for the anguished Susan, remembering what Willie had said about
bitches having to ask first, Ben further tormented Susan, telling her.
‘Sure Susan, I’ll
untie you, but first though, one more thing, you gotta ask me nicely if you can
suck my dick, when you’ve done that I untie you and take the pegs off your
nipples!’
Already believing this
must be a terrible nightmare from which she must surely soon awaken; Bens demand
hit Susan like a sledgehammer.
If all the wicked
treatment she had suffered was not bad enough, now this fat smelly monster was
demanding she actually ask HIM if she could suck his dick.
Such was her anger and
disgust Susan could not but help rage at Ben in her uncontrollable fury.
You Fat Bastard!’
screamed Susan, You hulking Great Pig!, do you really believe in your Tiny mind
I would ever, EVER touch you, let
alone…………let alone………LET ME GO THIS INSTAND YOU PERVERT!.
If Susan had expected
Ben’s reaction to equal her own rage she was mistaken for Ben simply continued
to smile down his captive whilst taking the opportunity to hold one of her huge
Breasts in the palm of his hand, almost as if he were judging the weight of a
large melon.
‘Well now Susan’ Said
Ben eventually, squeezing slightly on her Breast.
‘That’s not at all the attitude we are looking
for here, seems to me we have a lot of work ahead of us and that means a lot of
pain for you Bitch’
Susan, feeling Ben now
squeezing harder on her Breast, was suddenly more terrified than ever as Ben’s calm
unhurried words shook her rigid.
‘Willie has already
told you your gonna learn sooner or later and frankly Bitch, both of us hope
you take as long as you want to before
you learn to be a good slave for me, your Master, cause that means we can beat
the shit out of you and enjoy watching you suffer!’
Susan’s earlier
bravado fast evaporated with the realization of just how stupid her outburst
had been
Any lingering hopes of these monsters taking
pity on her were now just a distant memory.
Ben Harris would not, Susan realized, allow
her to get away with such insults when he had her bound, vulnerable and naked before
him and knew she would make no insults for some time when Willie forced the
awful black leather ball gag between her lips once more.
‘But I don’t want to
hear any more of your insults bitch’ Ben informed her looking at his watch; it
was getting late, it having been almost dark when Willie arrived with his
prize.
‘I think the bitch
should be given the rest of the night to think things over Willie, besides, I
want to show you another little toy I have, one which may well help this Bitch
see things differently in the morning!’
One hour later, the
two men having departed to upstairs to eat, drink and study her through the
Video Screen, Susan, still sat in the ‘editors chair’, her expression a
combination of trepidation, expectation and desire, was heading inescapably
toward the second of untold numbers of orgasms she would experience that night,
brought about by the huge twelve inch lubricated mechanical penis pumping in
and out of Susan’s sopping wet cunt.
Susan’s aching arms
had indeed been released and the rope through her cunt and ass removed. Only
though for Susan to sit there helplessly, her ankles still tied, whilst her
arms were tied again by Willie, this time to the semi circular wooden arms of
the wooden Editors chair.
To Willie’s delight Ben had rigged up
underneath the chair, a strange ‘scissor jack’ like device, to the top part of
this was welded a tube containing the motorized Rubber phallus buried deep
inside Susan’s virgina.
Just as you would a jack Ben turned a large wing nut to raise and
raise the rubber dick until it eased it’s way through a specially cut,
precisely located hole in the seat of the chair, taking Susan totally by
surprise when the phallus suddenly wormed its way between her already wet cunt
lips and on into her Virgina.
Gasping into the ball
gag, the shocked and humiliated mature beauty unsuccessfully attempted to lift
her self from the huge twelve inch rubber monster Ben had so cruelly and
suddenly inserted into that most secret place.
Susan gasped and shook
at head at the smiling Ben; this thing inside her was too big for her, she
tried to tell him and her eyes pleaded with him to remove it.
But for Susan more was
to come as Ben plugged the device into an electrical socket. Suddenly the
phallus came alive inside her, rotating and buzzing in alternate directions, ultimately
and inevitably causing Susan’s body, despite her anger and humiliation to
respond, her breathing to quicken and for low moaning noises to come from
between her gagged lips.
‘Looks as though the
Bitch is enjoying herself Ben,’ said Willie, heaping further humiliation upon
the gasping, bound naked beauty.
‘Let me show you
another trick I tried on my own bitch’
Even as Susan’s mind
registered the words ‘my own bitch’, Willie was removing from her Breasts, all
four remaining pegs, those on Susan’s nipples, then began gently massaging the
almost blackened numb teats
For a few seconds
Susan, unable to look away from Willie’s massaging fingers felt nothing, and
then the blood began rushing back into her nipples.
The pain was instant
and incredible, nothing; not even the whipping Willie had given her could
compare with pain experienced by Susan from her newly blood engorged throbbing nipples.
And then, incredibly,
as Willie flicked those nipples, now expanded to twice their normal size, with
his index fingers, the terrible pain was replaced by the most wonderful erotic
sensation running from her nipples, through her breasts, down her entire body
to combine with the huge climax already building deep inside her cunt, throwing
Susan over the edge, her entire body shaking in sexual fervor as she
experienced the most complete orgasm Susan had ever known……………
Sated, exhausted, the
rotating and buzzing phallus inside her still and silent, Susan finally come
down from her orgasm to find both men leering and smiling at her to complete
her humiliation.
By for Susan her
nights ‘work’ had only just begun, her anguished face showing every emotion,
fear, disgust, horror, loathing as she heard Ben telling her.
‘Okay Bitch’ said Ben,
that thing inside you is on a time switch, it fucks you for twenty minutes,
then you get to rest for twenty minutes………..all fucking night.!
Come the morning,
maybe, just maybe. We let you have a rest, shower maybe, even some food and
drink, but not before you apologize to your Master and beg to suck his dick, then drink every last drop of his juices,
otherwise you stay there bitch, hooked up to that dildo for as long as its
takes.!’…………………………………
Six hours later both
Men, fed and rested, returned to the Dungeon in time to watch the exhausted
Susan close her eyes and experience yet another orgasm, she may have been worn
out but the machine inside her was far from done. Susan’s tear stained face was
a mask of confusing emotions, weary and
cramped she may have been but her body was still responding to the huge self
lubricating phallus filling and stimulating her cunt as never before.
All through the long
night, minutes after an orgasm and just as the mature naked beauty felt merciful
sleep overtaking her, the time clock on the electrical socket would click and
the throbbing, buzzing, rotating rubber dildo would once again begin its work
and Susan would awaken to its unasked for yet inevitable pleasures.
Although nauseated and
sickened by the casual way these perverts were abusing her body, Susan had at
first been thankful she had not again suffered again at the hands of Willie,
painfully suspended and subjected his brutal painful beatings.
But after a couple of hours of repeated
gratuitous orgasms, terrified and alone in the cellar, under a single spotlight,
Susan was cursing her stupid bravado of earlier. Why oh why had she been so, so
offensive toward Ben, even if it was all true, surely she could have placated
him and saved herself this cruel
torment.
After fours hours and
four more orgasms Susan, ever more cursing her stupidity
And thinking a least
another whipping would not have lasted as long as this slow sexual torture,
knew she would not hesitate to apologize to Ben should he now appear before
her, but as for sucking him off…..oh god no! Susan felt she were on the verge of passing out each
time she orgasmed, for Gods sake, she was fifty years old, not a young girl,
there was surely only so much of this she could take!.
But two more hours and
four orgasm had now passed, the wonderful
restful sleep Susan so desired and always so cruelly denied by the monster
inside her, left her body exhausted and aching, her mind, reeling from so many
orgasms now told her she must submit to whatever demands were made of her, for
only her submission and compliance, whatever the cost, would see her released
from this nightmare, she must apologize to Ben for her, her defiance, promise
him she would at least try to be more obedient.
Thoughts which Susan
would only a few hours ago deem both disgusting and fictitious
But that was before,
before her well ordered enjoyable existence had been taken from her, for now at
least, Susan Richards was a mentally and physically subjugated wreck an exhausted plaything for these two ruthless
Men, in short Susan’s resistance was now broken.
‘You got something you
want to tell me bitch’ Said Ben, his small cold pitiless eyes telling Susan
nothing had changed since she last saw these men.
So Susan, gagged as
she was did the only thing she could do and nodded her head.
‘Well, that’s good
Susan, that real good, I’m pleased you seeing sense at last, but let me tell
you Bitch, you get only one shot at telling your Master what he’s waiting to
hear, fuck it up and that rubber dick stays inside you for another few hours
yet!’
Said Ben, thinking the
bitch had to learn from the start how to talk to her new Master, just as Willie
had told him she must.
Susan, her gag now being
removed by Willie and mercifully working her aching jaws, tried to rehearse
what she must tell Ben, but her mind was a empty void, all Susan could think was she must
remember to call him Master and not Ben
‘Okay Susan, lets hear
what you have to say to your Master, and keep your eyes on mine while you do
bitch!
If Ben was to be
surprised by Susan’s words, she herself would later be astonished to recall
just what she told him.
‘I’m…….I’m so sorry
Master……….I……..I have, have been so disrespectful toward…
you……….please…………..please forgive me………please Master……..Ben……please let me make
it up to you by sucking your cock……please Master………!.........please Ben!’
Both Ben and Willie
were taken aback by the seeming sincerity of Susan Richards, an earnestness
made all the more convincing by the way Susan’s pleading eyes had held Bens
throughout, making Willie judge that even if the Richards bitch was part playacting
in the hope of avoiding further punishment, there was part of her that meant
every single word!.
Willie knew those
words would soon be put to the test, for if Susan thought she was about to give
Ben a quick blow job whilst she sat there and then get rest she was very much
mistaken!.
Thirty minutes later, the
much chastened, trembling Susan was led by a black leather collar and dog
leash, on all fours across the cellar floor to where the fat naked figure of
Ben Harris awaited the arrival of his bitch sitting on the ‘Editors Chair’ that
had held recently held the beautiful fifty year old Susan Richards captive for
so many hours.
Surprised to find
Willie releasing her from the chair Susan had collapsed into his strong arms
when trying to stand after so many hours of confinement and Willie had had then
carried the naked beauty into the small room Ben had set outside for
The presence of Willie
watching her toilet and then bath was a small price to pay for what Susan,
without irony, now regarded as such luxury and even Willie telling Susan she
would from now onward wear her own makeup, black stockings, high heels and
garter belt together with her Slave collar and lead failed to dent her hard won
fifteen minute soak in the gloriously hot bubble bath.
Even being led like a dog
on all fours from the bathroom by her new collar and lead was a small price to
pay for such luxuries.
It was only when the
crawling Susan, her huge breasts almost scraping the floor whilst her naked bottom
swayed deliciously, set eyes on the flabby oversized naked body of Ben Harris;
stroking his stubby penis, hard and throbbing in anticipation, did Susan’s
feelings of disgust and repulsion surface once again, Leaving her to wonder if
she could after all bring herself to suck Ben’s stubby cock and then drink his
cum juices.
But Susan’s dread of
the punishment and retribution Willie had forecast should she fail to complete
the task Ben demanded of her and the recollection of her recent horrific
treatment at their hands, overshadowed all else.
Although tired and aching, at least she felt
clean for the first time since enjoying her bath just before Willie had so
cruelly and efficiently abducted her, and Susan now accepted that unless she
managed a miraculous escape, they would keep her here, as they had told her,
‘for as long as took for her to understand she was now Ben Harris’s Slave
Bitch!’
As crazy and
implausible Susan considered those words to be, she knew escape was all but impossible
and both Ben and Willie especially were cruel sadists, happy to continue beating
their captive into forced submission.
As she had realized earlier, for Susan the
only way of avoiding the worst of their cruelty remained her compliance.
So the beautiful
mature Susan Richards put aside her feelings of revulsion toward Ben Harris,
the fat pervert she must for the time being accept as her Master, and with
Willie prompting her by tapping her bottom with a horse crop she crawled the
last yards until kneeling before her nemesis Ben Harris, mentally preparing to
perform a task that at any other time or place she would deem too repugnant to
even contemplate, even though, in the past in her own bedroom, performing oral
sex had given Susan Richards almost as much pleasure as receiving it…………………………………
‘mmmmmmm’ that’s so
good Bitch, you suck cock real well, hey Willie, you gotta have some of this
bitch’s mouth around your dick, you remember the other week when we shared your
own bitch, well its time we shared mine, then we can compare both bitches
Willie’ Ben, laughing at this cruel announcement could hardly wait for the moment his own new
bitch discovered her very own daughter had been performing the exact same task
upon him only a week or so ago.
Certainly Susan, after overcoming her initial uncertainty,
was good, maybe better even than her daughter Kim even after Ben had made Susan
kneel in front of his dick, her hands behind her neck and beg him again to let
her suck his cock and then making her keep her hands on her head and lick his
admittedly sweaty balls for a good couple of minutes, before still with hands
on head Susan had had to lower her mouth over his throbbing dick and then
pushback his foreskin with her lips.
Even though almost
gagging in revulsion and humiliation at Bens’ words, Susan had started by
working her mouth and tongue feverishly upon his smelly throbbing erection in
the hope of bringing him to a fast orgasm.
But Ben, cruelly gripping folds of her long luxurious
hair had soon told Susan to slow down, telling her she had all the time in the
world in which to get used to sucking his cock, she would soon learn to love
sucking his cock, Ben had told Susan.
A full fifteen minutes
later, her jaws stiff and aching from the effects of the ball gag and her efforts
Susan had still not succeeded in making Ben cum.
In fact Ben had no intention of doing so, he
had other things in mind so each time Susan’s slurping tongue, her sucking lips
and warm mouth bought the first pre cum from the groaning Ben’s penis, he pulled
her head back from his cock, each time humiliating her further by telling Susan
not to be so greedy and to swallow what little cum she already had in her
mouth!’
Abruptly Susan’s hair
had been yanked up once again, but this time Ben raised himself up off of the
editors chair and Susan soon found herself facing the younger muscular body of
Willie, his own enormous dick on semi rigid in expectation of pleasure to come
as Willie pulled the confused yet compliant Susan down toward him by her
shoulders to taste his very different, much larger, much cleaner tasting cock.
In fact Susan, putting
her confusion aside, soon warmed to her new undertaking, it had been a very long time since she performed this most enjoyable of tasks upon
such a fine specimen as Willie’s huge
cock, so much so that after a few minutes of enjoyable tasting, licking and
sucking as she knelt on all fours, her bobbing mouth completely filled by
Willie’s now huge erect penis, Susan was unaware of Ben quietly positioning
himself upon his own knees directly behind her, his hard cock only inches from
Susan’s now throbbing Virgina.
Then Susan felt Ben’s
hands upon her hips and even before her mind registered the meaning of this,
Ben abruptly thrust his way inside her warm very wet cavern until his ball
smacked against Susan’s body, there to stop and savor, his strong hands
gripping her hips.
From only minute ago
having to live with the nauseous idea of having his cock in her mouth, is
dawned upon the naked Mature beauty Susan Richards that Ben Harris’ smelly dirty
penis was now deep inside her most sacrosanct of areas.!
Feeling Ben’s
throbbing hideous presence inside her Susan desperately tried to scream to
shout, to curse, to break free, to run and run.
But, with Willie’s strong hands keeping her
face buried over his cock and Ben’s hands gripping her thighs, his cock buried
to the hilt in her cunt, Susan was trapped between these monsters, speared like
a hog on a spit roast.
For two long horrendous minutes this tableau
remained static, then to the utter horror and disgusted revulsion of the
beautiful fifty year old naked Susan Richards, Ben Harris unhurriedly and
extravagantly began fucking his very own new Slave Bitch, pumping Susan with a
beaming smile as his hard throbbing cock discovered every part of her wet
cavern
This was incredible
his fantasy comes to life, he Ben Harris was actually fucking the ass of the beautiful
stand offish, high handed bitch Susan Richards, and it was fantastic!
Even up to the last
moment Ben had real concerns over Susan’s kidnap for if anything had gone wrong
and his part in the abduction been discovered he could well have been ruined.
But Ben had reckoned
without Willie’s determination to ensure their plans were all but foolproof.
Willie assured Ben that
after the Richards bitch had spent a week in the dungeon she would be more than
ready to serve as Ben’s Slave Bitch.
A week of Torture, Pain and unending Sexual
fulfillment together with the mental process of showing Susan photographic and
Video evidence of every aspect of her degradation and training, the giving
of Susan subliminal messages that these
images would appear in publications and upon her friends doormats would result
in a broken and submissive Susan Richards.
Ben Harris’s Slave Bitch Susan would serve her
Master, reluctantly at first perhaps but serve him she would, thought Ben
whilst he unhurriedly rammed his dick in and out of her wonderfully tight but
moist love hole thinking, ‘this bitch was made for my cock’ For years Ben
Harris had been reduced to ‘buying’ his Sex, well, maybe he was buying Susan
Harris. He reasoned, ‘but so what? I’ll only be paying the once!’
Later, after her
‘Master’ and Willie had returned upstairs, Susan, having been forced to crawl
inside through a tiny floor level ‘gate’ stood naked aside from her heels black
stockings and garter belt inside the 3
feet by two feet, six feet high black steel cage set in one corner of the
‘dungeon.
The sobbing exhausted
middle aged beauty could see nothing and nobody, for all was dark aside from
the spotlight cast directly upon her.
Sleep would be
impossible standing as Susan was, hands cuffed to steel bars that represent the
‘ceiling’ of the cage, likewise her spread ankles were tied to the side bars.
But for Susan, whatever
her position, sleep would have been a long time coming as in her mind she
relived every vile moment of her rape by
Ben Harris, how he and his cruel young
friend had subjected her to the most
intimate of degradations. And rape it indeed been, for Susan knew she would
surely have never ever agreed to such disgusting humiliations herself, would
she? And even now she could feel the disgusting juices Ben had shot into her
Virgina tricking down her thighs.
Had they not tricked
her into believing that by giving the disgusting Ben Harris his ‘head job’ she
would then be allowed to rest and eat?
Even though Susan herself had produced a
frenzy of multi orgasms whilst both men simultaneously jettisoned their cum
juices in her mouth and Virgina, that even when they had done with her, lying
passively between the two men her excitement mounted again whilst they stroked
and fondled every inch of her body, her Breasts, nipples, stomach, thighs, legs
and of course her sopping cum filled cunt, .all of course captured on the
myriad of DVD cams doted around the cellar.
So Susan Richards
stood hungry, tearful and exhausted in her Cage waiting for the return of Ben
Harris, knowing if she were to survive this ordeal she must rest, bathe and
eat, she would be allowed these
privileges, but only, as Willie had told her, when Ben returned, Susan dropped
to her knees before him, kissed his penis through Ben’s pants before thanking
her Master for fucking her so expertly!.....................................................................................................................................
End of Part Six
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welcome
A Work of pure fiction for
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