Cheerleaders' Rape and Torture

Cheerleaders’ Rape and Torture

by

Semiater (aspererus@yahoo.com)

Chapter Thirty

       Doc walked in the house with Jayme in tow, she was dressed in leather, her massive tits bulged and were barely restrained by the smooth, straining hide zipped tight over her bosom. 

She staggered on high heels that had to be near 6” tall.  Doc tugged her inexorably forward with a leash clipped to her collar, she took ginger steps behind her cruel Master on the towering heels. 

She was gagged, I recognized the penis-gag as the one he’d borrowed from me his last visit, it was jammed between her glistening teeth and strapped tight around her head.  Her eyes were wide, and filled with fear and discomfort as she moved awkwardly behind her sadistic owner. 

       “Hello boys.”  Jayme grunted as he jerked on the leash and she came to a halt, heeling obediently by his side. 

“Looky here, how are you doing?”  Emily was kneeling on the floor at the foot of my chair, her arms were pulled behind her back and bound in a leather sheath that encircled her arms from the elbow to the tip of her pretty fingers.  Her hands were encased in a leather mitt, you could see her fingers wiggling inside, but she couldn’t do anything useful with them.  With her elbows pulled together in the sheath, her perfect breasts were forced out.  Her puffy nipples were clamped with heavy lead weights that dangled from rubber coated teeth pinching down on her sensitive buds. 

       I could see how she cowered, trying to recoil from Doc’s touch as he reached out and ran his fingers over her jaw.  She whimpered softly as he lifted the weight hanging from her breast in his palm, then suddenly jerked it off her nipple.  Emily shrieked, but didn’t move, the painful expression on her face was lovely though, and made my dick start to throb.

       “I think we still need to do something about these tits buddy, they’re just too fucking small.”  Doc smacked his palm down hard on Emily’s breast, then in a blur, ripped the weighted clamp off her other nipple.  Emily doubled over and howled in pain. 

       Doc grabbed hold of Emily’s hair and jerked her head up so her neck was arched and she stared him in the eyes. 

       “Open your mouth cunt!”  I could see the tears of disgust welling in her eyes as Doc spit between her gaping lips.  Emily tried to pull away, but he held her scalp firmly and spit again, this time in her face, landing a huge wad of saliva on her forehead.

       “Don’t worry cunt, I’ll get my hands on you, someday.”  Doc spit again on her forehead and in her hair, laughing while he did.  Emily was sobbing softly as he let go of her long pretty locks, she groaned in complete and utter humiliation.

       Doc seemed oblivious to Emily once he let go of her hair. 

       "Take a look boys, check out this."  Doc waved his hands like a model, as if revealing a new product.

       “Show them your tits honey?”  Jayme’s hands were trembling as she brought her fingers to the metal zipper that barely constrained her ample bosom.  Slowly she lowered the metal clasp and her bountiful tits eased from the straining leather.  Once they hit the threshold where the outfit could no longer hold them, they popped out suddenly from the leather and flopped over the hide. 

Jayme’s breasts, they were wrapped tightly in rope and had were bright red, almost purple.  Loops of cord were wrapped around the base her massive tits and knotted off, keeping them cinched tight.  The free ends of the rope fell over her belly and hung over the smooth leather of her skirt.

       “Isn’t that a pretty sight boys?”  Jayme shrieked into the gag as Doc slapped his palm down on her tits in quick succession, one after another brutally.  I could see the tears welling in her eyes as he brought his hand down on her swollen, aching, breasts over and over again.  Her legs started to shake as he grabbed each nipple between his fingers and started pinching them viciously.  The discomfort and desperation was clear in her eyes as he twisted her engorged nipples violently.

       “So what’s up boys?  Got anything goin’ on?”  Jayme was panting hard when he finally let go of her nipples and turned his attention away from her, unfortunately for her, only temporarily.

       "Check this out."  Doc snapped his fingers inches from Jayme's face.

       "Show'em your ass cunt."  Jayme sobbed softly, her tits growing darker by the second.  She moved with difficulty, balancing on the towering heels, gingerly turning around as she pirouetted on the heels, then slowly lifting the short, short leather skirt.

       Her ass was stripped with lurid red marks where the cane had bit into her flesh repeatedly, the lines covered her flesh from her lower back to almost her knees.

       "You should have heard the bitch scream."  Doc reached down and started rubbing his cock.

       "I had her wailing like a banshee!"  Emily let out a yelp as Doc grabbed for her hair and jerked her head toward him, leaning down he buried his tongue in her mouth.

       Emily was whimpering and tried to scurry away as much as she could the instant Doc took his lips from hers and let go of her hair.

       "You gonna let me fuck your little toy here buddy?"  My dick was throbbing harder and harder as I watched him torment Emily, and looking at the stripes across Jayme's ass, I was tempted to see my little slut abused by Doc, but I held off.  I just smiled and shook my head no.

       "Well," he reached down and ran his hand over Emily's cheek, rubbing away the tears that streaked down her face. 

"Another time cunt, another time."  His attention was diverted from my girl and he was focused back on Jayme in a heartbeat.

       "Guess you'll have to do bitch."  Doc grabbed for the dangling ropes that fell from Jayme's tits and jerked on them harshly, tugging her upright.

       "You ready to get your ass fucked cunt?  That's all you're really good for, isn't it?"  He jerked on the ropes with one hand, then smacked her across the face with the other.

       "I think this slut needs some sun too, don't you agree boys?  Let's take her out on the deck."  Doc's eyes flashed and I could see the devious grin form on his face as the plan formed in his head.  Jayme cried out as he pulled hard on the ropes and her bulging, aching tits.

       Jim and I followed dutifully as the girl's high heels clopped on the floor.  As soon as Doc was out on the deck he pulled Jayme to the railing and made her bend over it, so the rough wood rail was in her belly.  Quickly he had her tied up in the bright sun, she was bent forward, the wood digging into her stomach.  He tied the ends of the ropes dangling from her tits to her ankles through the rails, so she was almost squatting, her legs spread wide, the ropes pulling brutally taut between her ankles and tits.

       "Looky there, she's already to be mounted."  Doc laughed as he pulled the leather outfit from her torso.

       "I want your hands on my hips cunt, I want you to make me ream that ass of yours.  You know how I like it bitch!" Doc had hold of Jayme's hair and twisted her face back to him as he talked in her ear.

       "Otherwise I'm going to really give you something to scream about cunt!"  Jayme squealed like a stuck pig as Doc bellied up behind her and buried his massive dick in her ass without a single thought for her discomfort.  He grabbed hold of her hair and started fucking her brutally, tugging hard on her scalp as he rutted her hard and fast, the cords tied to her tits pulled brutally taut as she tried to keep her balance on the high heels.

       "Yeah bitch, I love fucking your ass!"  Jayme cried out with each violent thrust of his hips, his huge dick driving into her, impaling her like a weapon. 

       Doc had hold of her hair with one hand and smacked her tits with the other.  The muscles of her legs were corded and strained as he pounded her hard into the wooden rail time and time again. 

       "Doesn't that feel good cunt?"  Jayme just sobbed, she had her fingers on his hips as he fucked her.  I could see the strain in her breasts as the cords pulled tight each time Doc buried his cock in her ass. 

       "Oh shit!"  Doc bellowed and slammed his body into Jayme's, burying his dick to the hilt in her ass and slamming her thighs into the railing viciously.  Her head fell forward in complete and utter disgrace as he flooded her with his sperm.

       "Holy shit!"  Jayme shrieked as he jerked back on her hair and buried his tongue in her mouth while the last drops of cum seeped from his raging prick into her tortured ass.

       "Holy fuck!"  Jayme's head fell forward and she groaned when Doc let go of her hair, her legs were shaking violently as he eased his massive shaft from her brutalized rectum.

       "Who's up next?"  Doc slowly eased his pants up over his still raging prick, Jayme was crying harder, the ropes pulling taut on her tits as her legs convulsed.

       As soon as I got behind her I felt Jayme's hands reaching back grasping my hips.  She was sobbing and completely unwilling, but I felt her fingers on my skin pulling me toward her, urging me to use her. 

I took hold of her hair and started riding her, slamming my dick in her pussy over and over again.  The way she cried, it only made me more excited, I loved the way she sobbed, and yet, she still clamped her hands on my thighs and pulled me toward her, driving my dick deeper and deeper in her belly as I rutted her like an animal. 

Jayme screamed as I pulled her hair with one hand and reached under her body and squeezed her aching, bulging tit with the other.  I could feel her nails digging into the skin of my ass as I smacked her breast with my palm. 

My head was pounding, my dick was raging so hard as I drove into the girl's tortured pussy.  My ears were ringing as I tugged hard on her scalp, smacking her tits with my hand, loving the way she suffered for me.

“Hollllyyyyyy ffuuuuuccckkkkkk!!!!”  I slammed forward hard, driving her hips against the railing and burying my cock to the hilt in her pussy.  I could feel her vaginal muscles clamping down on me as my balls started to spurt in her belly.

“Holy shit!”  Jayme’s head hung limp as I let go of her hair and slowly eased my dick out of her pussy.  I wondered if Doc ever let her cum, or if she was now just a pure pain slut for his sadistic pleasures.

“Holy crap that felt good.”  Jim brushed by me bumping shoulders as he rushed toward the girl.  He had his cock buried in the tormented girl before I even got my pants up from around my ankles.

“I love making that bitch scream.”  Doc rubbed his dick as we watched Jim using the girl.  She was wailing, he had both hands clamped on her breasts and was using them as handles as he slammed into her pussy brutally.  Jayme’s legs were convulsing, shaking violently as she tried to keep her balance, squatting, being fucked hard and fast.

“Make me cum bitch!”  Jim roared, I could see the way he squeezed her tits, pulling hard on them every time he slammed his dick in her pussy.  The tears were streaking down Jayme’s cheeks and running off her chin as he abused her with his cock, over and over again, the slap of flesh on flesh rang out as his hips drove her into the wooden railing. 

“FFFUUUCKKKKKK!!!!”  Jim bellowed and his body spasmed, he jerked forward, driving his prick deep in the girl’s belly making her squeal in pain.

“FUCK!”  Jim squeezed Jayme’s bulging tits like he was milking a cow.  Her head hung over the rail and she cried piteously.  Her hands were still on Jim’s hips, her fingers digging into his skin pulling his body into hers, impaling him deep in her tortured slit.

“Fuck that was good!”  Jim slid his prick from her belly and smacked her hard on the ass.         “Fuck.”  Jim was smiling ear to ear as he eased his pants up over his thighs.

       "I think the bitch needs a little sun, don't you boys?  She's kinda pasty?"  Doc smacked me on the shoulder, mocking the girl as Jim buckled his pants.  Jayme's hips moved from side to side as she squatted over the rail, she looked back over at us, trying to beg to be let go, but Doc had already turned away and was heading in the house.  Mascara streaked down her cheeks as her arms flailed unrestrained-but fruitlessly-by her side.

       "Isn't there a game on?" Doc was oblivious to his suffering slave, and Jim and I followed unquestioningly, he pulled the door shut behind us and left his slave on the deck, in the sun, her tits bulging and purple, her thighs quivering and sperm seeping from her abused holes.

       "I need a beer buddy, where is that other cunt of yours?"  Doc stood over Emily and brushed the hair from her eyes.

       "Guess your Master still won't let me play with you slut, but someday, someday."  Emily shuddered softly as Doc stood over her and stroked his cock gently.

       "I'll go get her."  Emily sighed in relief as I grabbed her leash and Doc sat down.  She had a hard time getting to her feet, having been on her knees all day, but when she managed, she ambled obediently behind me as I tugged on the chain.

       I could tell Emily was glad to be away from Doc, she scurried quickly, happily, into her cage as I opened the door, not complaining in the least that I left her bound, her arms pinned uncomfortably behind her back.

       "You're up cunt!"  I unlocked Monique's door and she crawled out on her hands and knees, she leaned down and kissed my feet then looked up at me.  The black leather of her collar was cinched tight around her neck and the cuffs locked on her wrists and ankles contrasted beautifully with her smooth skin.  The white lacey lingerie she wore only made her appear all the more enticing.  She had on sheer white stockings and a teddy, but nothing else.

       I snapped my fingers and Monique got to her feet, she stretched gracefully, like a cat, she needed to, after being locked in her cage all day.

       "It's time to put you to work slut."  Monique's nipples were hard, I could almost see her pussy getting wet at the thought of being used.  She almost purred as I snapped the leash to her collar and started dragging her after me.

       Monique moved behind me in her stocking feet.   She let out a little bleat of shock as we entered the room and she saw Jayme bent over the rail, tied in the sun outside on the deck.

       “You remember Doc, and Jim?”  Monique took her gaze off her friend and looked at Doc, I could see a quiver go down her spine.  I smiled, knowing there was little chance she could forget any of us, especially Doc.  I let go of the leash and let it fall over her chest.

       “Doc needs a beer.  Jim, want anything?” 

       “Beer me cunt!”

       “Make it three.”  I fell into my chair, Doc already had the game on and was leaning back on the couch.

       “You gonna let me pump up her tits buddy?  I’d like to have her in my dungeon for a few weeks, I’d like to see who I could make scream louder, your cunt or mine.”  Doc was rubbing his cock again already, I could see the bulge rising in his pants.

       Monique slipped back into the room, Doc acted surprised when she returned and stood next to him holding out a cold bottle of beer.

       “Holy crap she’s quiet buddy, I don’t like that, you should put a bell on her, like a cow.”  Monique kept her head held low and shuffled to where Jim sat, handing him the bottle before coming to me and kneeling by my side.

       “She is a pretty cunt, isn’t she?”  Doc took a large swig from his beer as he kept his eyes locked on Monique.

       “Tall as she is, I could definitely put some huge titties on that girl.”  I reached out and petted Monique on the head, her hair was soft and she moaned  as I rubbed her gently.

       “You boys should have seen my cunt the other night, had her frothing at the mouth, set up a new electric toy I’ve been working on and used it on her.  You should have heard her begging, it was music to the ears.  Hell, my dick gets hard just thinking about it now.”  Doc’s eyes were fixed on Monique as he rubbed his cock through his pants.

       “What’s the score?”  Doc kept looking over at Monique as each inning passed, every few minutes she’d get up and grab us something from the kitchen, always returning to my side after delivering it to the guys.

       “You, cunt, over her!”  Monique looked up at me, I could see the glimmer of fear in her eyes.

       “You heard him, go see what he wants bitch.”  Monique got warily to her feet, she moved slowly to where Doc sat.

       “Come here, straddle my leg cunt!”  Doc slapped his thigh, Monique lifted her leg and went over his knee.  A shock went through her body as Doc reached out and moved his palm over her belly.

       “I don’t want you to cum till I give you permission, understand me cunt?”  Monique nodded.

       “You are a pretty cunt, maybe Pat’ll sell you to me one day, I’d like to give you some huge knockers.”  His words were starting to slur a little after the beers, he slipped the strap of her negligee off her shoulder and exposed her right breast, he was gently tugging on her nipple, rolling it between his fingers as he did.

       “You could make a good living as a stripper then cunt, with big titties.”  He smacked his palm down on her breast hard, making her yelp.

       “Let’s see how you’d do, grind on my thigh cunt.”  Monique looked around nervously, then started gyrating her hips.

       “No, grind me cunt, rub that pussy into my leg.”  Monique whimpered softly as he grabbed her nipple and pulled on it hard, making her squat down and rub her pussy onto his thigh.

       “That’s better cunt.”  Monique rode his leg, grinding her pussy down on his thigh.

       “Much nicer bitch.”  Monique groaned as Doc slipped the thin fabric of her crotch to the side and started fingering her pussy as she humped his thigh.

       “Don’t you dare cum cunt!”  I could hear Monique start to coo, she had her eyes closed and was working her hips hard, moving side to side, up and down as he fingered her slit.

       “You are a needy little whore, aren’t you bitch?”  Doc laughed as Monique started moaning, I knew she was close, in spite of herself, in spite of the fear she had of the man, she was almost ready to cum.

       “Stop!”  Monique was startled out of her reverie, she stopped moving and squatted over his thigh.  Doc set his empty beer bottle on his leg.

       “Mount it cunt!”  She looked over her shoulder at me, begging me with her eyes, but I just stared unwaveringly at her.

       “I said mount it cunt, now!”  The bottle jutted a good 8-9” off his thigh, instantly I saw the change in her demeanor as she started trembling softly. 

       “Mount it, now!”Monique stood erect, I could hear her sobbing now, reluctantly she lined the top of the bottle up with her sopping pussy, she had to rise up onto her tiptoes to manage, but the tip of the bottle slipped easily into her snatch and started to disappear into her pussy inch by inch.  Lucky for her it was a tall, narrow bottle.

       She let out a shriek as Doc reached up and grabbed her by the neck, he pulled her upper body down towards him and locked his lips on hers.  Only the base of the bottle was visible from her spread pussy.

       Monique jerked upwards when Doc let go of her neck, she was crying hard, nearly the whole beer bottle was buried in her pussy.

       “On your knees bitch!”  Doc smacked her hard across the cheek.  Monique’s hands were shaking violently as she got gingerly to her knees between his spread thighs.  

       “I’d never let you orgasm if you were mine cunt!”  Doc lifted his hips and undid the fly on his pants, his massive dick popped out and stood erect.

       “Make me cum bitch!”  Doc grabbed for Monique’s ears and used them as handles, pulling her lips to his prick and forcing her mouth down on his cock.  She gagged and choked as he forced her head down over his shaft.

       “That’s it cunt, this is what you’re made for.”  Monique coughed and spurted when Doc finally eased up on her ears and she started moving her lips over his cock.

       Monique’s face was flush as Doc used her mouth cruelly, I could see the lust in his eyes as he forced her to blow him.

       “Holy shit!”  Doc didn’t bother with gentleness, when he was about to cum he tugged hard on Monique’s ears and forced her lips down as far as he could around his shaft.

       “Holy FUUUCCCCKKKK!!!”  Monique tried to pull off, to use her hands to push away, but Doc held firm.  Her back convulsed and I could see her panicking as he unloaded in her mouth.

       “FFFUUUUCCKKKKKK!!!”  Monique was bawling when he finally let up on his grasp.  She coughed and sperm dribbled out of her nose as Doc laughed.

       “Getouttaher bitch!”  He smacked her tit and pushed her from between his thighs.

       “Getter while she’s good.”  Doc kicked his feet up on the table, not bothering to put his dick back in his pants.

       Monique was sobbing, she fell on her back with her legs spread, her fingers went to the end of the bottle stuffed in her pussy.

       “Wait a second bitch, get over her.”  Jim had his pants around his ankles with his dick raging.  Monique sobbed and yelped as she crawled gingerly on the floor.  I loved the look of the dark glass jutting out of her slit.

       She knelt in front of Jim, and before she could even react his dick was in her mouth and he was skull-fucking her hard.

       “You like it, don’t you cunt?”  Jim taunted her as he rammed his cock in between her lips viciously, jerking his hips forward, making her gag as he face fucked her brutally.

       “That’s it bitch, I bet you like that bottle up your twat, don’t you!”  Monique had her hands on his hips, trying to push him away, but it was no use, he held her head firm and pounded into her mouth with his prick.

       “FFFUUUUCCKKKKK!!!”  Jim pulled out, his dick came from between her lips with a pop as he wound his fingers through her hair and positioned her in front of him, his cock started to spurt and heavy, gelatinous sperm covered her face in an instant.

       “Oh yeah!”  Jim squeezed the last drops of semen out on her forehead, he then grabbed her lustrous hair and wiped his dick clean.  When he was done, he pushed her away and sat down.

       I snapped my fingers and Monique looked up, tears streaked down her face as she knelt on the floor, her face and hair were spattered with thick lines of cum.  I pointed between my legs and the girl reluctantly slid into position, as soon as I had my dick out, I grabbed for Monique’s hair and forced her lips around my cock.  I wasn’t ready to cum and held her head in place, forcing her nose into my groin as I kept my dick buried in her mouth.  I loved the way she sobbed as I held the back of her head and started watching the game again.

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       I walked in door with Cumsocket in tow.  She moved with difficulty.  Her hair was a mess of sperm and sweat, the cum had started to dry and made her hair hard and stringy.  She was dressed like a street-walker.  Her skirt was short and didn’t even cover her ass.  The halter top she wore barely covered her breasts.  Her nipples were hard, and were easily visible through the thin fabric, it was stuck to her body with every imaginable form of bodily fluid.  Her face was streaked with mascara, though her lips remained painted a lurid red, unaffected by the number of cocks she'd sucked on during the day.

       “Wasn’t that fun cunt?”  Her dark eyes were devoid of emotion, her skin was covered with slime and drool ran down her chin, the red ball-gag spread her jaws wide and her teeth dug deeply into the rubber ball.

       “How many guys do you think you fucked tonight bitch?  Bet you loved it when they came in that dirty Asian snatch of yours, didn’t you cunt?”  It was hard to believe what she might have been in her former life.  It’d be hard to imagine her as anything honorable or respected, seeing her now, pantiless, with drying cum caked on her inner thighs and it dribbling out of her pussy and ass.

       It’d been a long day at the shop, I wasn’t sure how many of the guys had used the Asian girl, or how many times each, there had been a constant stream of them heading into the back office to take their turn at the girl. 

       I’d set the room up with an old metal framed bed and dingy mattress, it was pretty damn distracting sometimes, hearing the metal creak and the slap of flesh on flesh.  I’m sure some of the time more than one of the guys had used her at the same time, not wanting to wait.

       When I walked into the bedroom and flipped on the lights I could hear Monique come to life in her cage. 

       "How are you doing cunt?"  Monique looked up at me with sad eyes, she spread her legs and slipped the vibrator out of her pussy, she held it up for me to see. 

       "Master, the batteries are dead."  She was pouting as she stared up at me.

       I ignored Monique's pleas and moved to the side of the bed, Emily was curled in a ball on the little doggy mattress, her hands and feet were encased in mitts, a thick black leather collar was locked around her neck, and a heavy steel chain clanged from the ring on the front of her collar and was attached to an anchor in the wall.

       Emily popped up on her haunches, she brought her mitted hands up under her chin like an obedient puppy and thrust out her tongue.

       "I've got a treat for you cunt."  I tugged hard on cumsocket's leash, her heels thudded on the floor as I dragged her to my side.

       "Licky, licky!"  I pulled the asian girl over Emily.

       "Spread your legs slut!"  Cumsocket straddled Emily's face.  For an instant I saw my little pet recoil, but when I snapped my fingers she thrust out her tongue, arched her head back, and started running it over the asian girl's thighs.  Her head was up under the short skirt and I heard cumsocket groan.

       "Tasty?" Emily looked up at me with a humiliated expression.  I loved it.  I could fee my dick starting to get hard as eyes the tears welled in her eyes.

       "I want you to lick her clean cunt, I want you to suck down all that tasty cum the boys' deposited in the dirty whore's holes, understand me?"  Emily nodded softly, then started moving her tongue over the asian girl's quivering flesh.  I could see the sperm dribbling out of the girl's swollen and raw pussy onto Emily's tongue. 

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       I met Jim at the door, he had Tara in tow, she was naked, but for a few accessories which I wouldn’t necessarily call clothes.  He pulled her along using a leash attached to her nipple rings.  She was gagged, a red ball-gag was wedged between her teeth, the leather straps crossed her face and forehead.  Her wrists were pinned by her side, she wore a thick leather belt around her tummy, and her cuffs were clipped to the belt.  A crotch-strap went from the front of the belt to the back, it was perhaps an inch wide and spread her pussy lips indecently, I’m sure it wasn’t pleasant for her, not that what she thought mattered.

       “Very nice.  Is she stuffed?”  I reached out and ran my hand over Tara’s belly, her muscles quivered under my touch.

       “Of course, dildo in her pussy, plug in her ass!  Right cunt?”  Tara groaned as Jim reached out and trailed his fingers over her cheek, it almost looked affectionate.

       “Where are your girls?”  I smiled.

       “I’ve got something to show you.”  Tara’s heels clapped on the stairs as we descended into the basement.  You could hear the creaking of metal and the thud of heels on the cement floor before you could see the girls. 

       “Thought the bitches needed a little better exercise regime.”  Emily, Monique and Cumsocket walked in a never-ending circle, around and around they went.  They were all naked and wearing heels, they were high stepping, moaning and sweating profusely, even in the cool dampness of the basement, or dungeon, whatever moniker you preferred. 

       “Nice, very nice, when did you do this?”  I smiled, it really had turned out nicely.  I’d fabricated a central pivot with a motor and 4 radiating arms that hung from the ceiling, the girls were attached to the end of the arms, which were a good 15’ long each.  Chains hung from the ends and were attached to each of the girl’s collars.  The motor kept them going at a constant pace, whatever pace I choose to have them workout at.         

       “I’ve even got one ready for your bitch too, the girl’s have been going for a half-hour already, so she’s gonna have to get some extra work later, if she wants to keep in shape.”  I laughed out loud, Tara’s eyes met mine for an instant before she dropped her head and looked at the floor.

       “Ready for your workout cunt?”  I grabbed the little remote for the motor and slowly brought the walker to a stop.  My girl’s were panting, I loved the way they looked, perspiration pouring off their bodies, drops hanging on their nipples, then falling to the floor.  There was a circle of hard-earned sweat at their feet, forming a ring on the floor marking their unending path round and round.

       “Let’s get her going.”  Jim dragged Tara to the free arm and grabbed the chain, I think he was tempted to attached it to her nipple rings, but instead just clipped it to her collar.

       “Giddyup girls!”  Jim smacked Tara hard on the ass as I slowly wound up the motor and set the girls walking again.

       “High step it cunt!”  Tara struggled to get her coordination down, staggering as she got comfortable with the rhythm of the machine.  Jim and I stood back and watched the endless turn of the girls going round and round.

       “Wanna beer?”  I directed Jim to the Adirondack chairs set against the wall then grabbed a couple beers from the small fridge I’d put next to the dog cages.

“They should make this a sport, it’s fucking fun to watch!”  The girl’s moaned and groaned as they circled the basement over and over again, bringing their knees high, almost touching their chests as they were pulled along at a decent pace.

       “I’m going to work them daily, wouldn’t want the cunts to get out of shape.”  Jim and I clanged bottles and laughed in unison. 

       “Whatta think?  Half-hour?” 

       “Sounds good to me, I’ll be ready to fuck one of the sweaty bitches by then.”  Jim didn’t take his eyes off the girls as he responded to me, he just kept watching them go round and round. 

To Be Continued…

Thanks for reading.  Sorry for the long delay in getting this chapter out, I hope you’ve enjoyed the story.  I always appreciate comments, it's always encouraging, and I love hearing from women who like my work.  Thanks…John (Semiater) aspererus@yahoo.com