NICOLE: JOURNEY OF A SLAVE
By Charles E. Campbell
CHAPTER 21
After the waiter had left, Bryanne stood and slowly made her way to slut's
bondage frame. She stood still, staring at the naked slave, opened for all to
see. "Have her give you a rim," the Mistress called out to her. "I'm told she
has a talented tongue!"
Bryanne didn't move for a moment, and then slut said, "Please let me eat your
asshole."
Stunned, Bryanne lifted her little girl's skirt and straddled slut's face, so
that her pussy rested on slut's chin, and her tight pink bud was above slut's
mouth. A shudder passed through her when she felt the soft wet tongue probe the
tight hole. Slowly and relentlessly, the tongue pushed it's way into the musty
opening. Bryanne found herself pushing down with her hips, trying to force the
tongue further up her ass. She began to moan softly from the newly discovered
pleasure, and closed her eyes, so she didn't see the man come up on stage. Until
he was right beside her.
"Take off your clothes. Little girl, so we can watch you both in action."
Bryanne blushed a deep crimson, but took off the buttonless blouse. slut
never slowed the probing tongue, as the wrap around skirt fell to the floor.
"My, Ilsa was right," the man commented. "She really looks like a pre-teen!"
"Play with your pussy, little girl," the mistress ordered, walking up to join
them. Embarrassed , Bryanne did as she was told. She couldn't believe how wet
she was, and she wasn't sure whether it was from what slut was doing to her, or
the humiliation of being naked and playing with herself in front of complete
strangers.
A few short minutes passed, and she began to cry out as the shudders quaked
through her. slut didn't stop tonguing her until the man helped Bryanne off her
face. "Open my pants," he commanded Bryanne. She unzipped the trousers, reached
in, and gently pulled out his thick cock. "Open your mouth," he said to slut. "I
need to piss." slut opened her mouth as the hot stream sprayed into her throat.
Slut gulped as fast as she could, but wasn't able to keep up with the force of
the stream, as it overflowed her mouth and splashed to the floor.
When he was through, the man dangled his cock in slut's face and said, "beg
me for it, cunt!"
"Please sir, may I have your cock?"
"Keep begging!"
"Pleas sir, may I have your cock?" Please sir, may I have your cock?" Please
sir, mmmmmph uuuugh aaaaaggggghhh uuuurrr ooooog," she gagged as the soft meat
slowly filled her mouth. slut could feel it stiffen and grow as he held it in
place on her tongue, his huge ball sac drooping over her nose, making breathing
difficult. Her mouth was forced open farther as the cock grew longer and wider
with each passing second. slut could feel it invading the furthest reaches of
her throat, and she fought hard against the natural gag reflex.
The Mistress walked around slut, pulling the flogger off her belt as she
walked. "If Master Robert feels any teeth, slut, you will regret that you are
alive, mark My words," she threatened!" Then, she took her position between
slut's wide-stretched legs and began to rhythmically assault the inside of her
thighs and pussy with the leather flogger. One blow to the open cunt, then one
to the left thigh, and one to the right thigh, followed by an upper cut to the
splayed asshole. The cycle continued, with slut struggling for air around the
hard cock, working hard to keep her mouth open as wide as she could, and her
teeth away from the sensitive organ. Finally, he began to fuck her mouth, slowly
withdrawing the cock, then ramming it as fast and deep as he could, using it
like a weapon assaulting her throat.
Tears streamed from her eyes and down her cheeks from the burning pain
between her legs and the suffocating thrusts in her mouth. Bryanne looked on in
shock, he mouth wide in an unbelieving stare.
Suddenly, the mistress stopped and commanded, "get over her between my legs
and service Me, Bryanne. Put yourself to so use."
Bryanne crawled between the Dom's legs, her back to slut's crotch, and began
to lick the haiury slit. The Mistress resumed her whipping again, but added two
slashes to Bryanne's shoulder blades in the cycle. Bryanne jumped with a
startled yelp when the first one caught her, but was able to keep her face
buried in the thick dark curls, her tongue busy pleasuring the Mistress' huge
clit.
Bryanne had her eyes closed the whole time, but she was concentrating on how
huge the clit was, thinking, 'it's as big as a small cock.'
"Suck my clit, Bryanne," she was ordered.
The man came in slut's throat with a loud groan, but the Mistress kept up the
pace of her whipping. Suddenly. She too groaned, and white milky cum spurted out
of the shriveled cock the tranny dom had in Bryanne's mouth. Bryanne tried to
pull away from the cum, not knowing what could be coming out of the woman's
clit, but the Mistress grabbed her by the hair and held her face to the soft
cock until she stopped cumming.
"What's the matter, bitch? Never sucked a cock before," the shemale asked?
Bryanne was far too startled to reply, and her hesitancy got her two quick
slaps to the face. "Haughty cunt! Think you're better than me 'cuz you've got a
box? Shit! My tits are bigger than yours!" And saying that, she bent down and
pinched Bryanne's tender nipples hard, yanking her to her feet by the tiny orbs.
"I'll teach you some respect. Robert, undo slut from the frame. I want to see
this one hanging from her wrists."
"Sure, Alexis. Give me a minute," Robert replied. He got up and lowered the
winch for the frame. Then he set about releasing slut from her bondage. "Do you
want me to hang her for you?"
"Please, Robert. I want to watch her expressions changed as she is raised off
the floor."
Robert put a sturdy set of wrist cuffs on Bryanne's delicate little wrists
and attached them to a bar on a cable. When he was satisfied that all was
secure, he went over to the controls and started the winch. Bryanne immediately
felt the slack being taken from her bonds as her arms were pulled above her
head. Then her body grew taut, her feet pulled to tip-toes, and then finally,
she swung free. Robert stopped the winch when she was a good foot off the
ground.
"slut," Alexis ordered, "whip her breasts for Me. I want them marked but
good>"
"Yes, ma'am," slut answered, taking the flogger Alexis offered. It was the
same one that had been used on slut's cunt, and it was still wet with pussy
juice and sweat. Without warning, she began to rain a harsh series of blows to
the flat chested girl. Bryanne was screaming and begging for mercy after the
first lash tore through her, but slut paid her no heed, waiting only for the
command from Alexis to stop.
Bryanne was thrashing about wildly, making for a hard target. "Robert, hold
her steady please. It's those little tits I want to punish."
Robert grabbed Bryanne's slender hips from behind and kept her from dodging
the blows, as slut maintained the cruel pace. After what seemed an eternity,
Alexis ordered, "stop!"
slut was panting from the exertion and Bryanne was wailing freely. Her little
girl's body dripping in sweat and her breasts beaten into a maze of reds and
purples. "Thank Me, bitch!"
Bryanne had all she could do to control her breathing, but she was able to
muster out a tearful, "th....th....ank....you,.....ma'am."
"That's more like it. Be assured that I will be telling Ilsa of your
repugnant attutude. I'm sure She will give you some instructions in manners.
Robert, please take her down. They can both leave. I've had enough."
