Chapter 92 The Ox's Revenge
While his right hand cruelly twisted a handful of Ming-tsu's damp, silky
hair, Dao fiddled with his fly, anxious to liberate the swollen one-eyed monster
that sought release. But just as he was about to do so a brawny right arm
knocked him aside.
"Me first!" growled the Ox.
Effortlessly, using only his one good arm, Zheng lifted the cowering
concubine to her feet.
"Please ...no ... let me rest ... just for a minute ..." Ming-tsu murmured
a split-second before the Ox slammed her damp and dripping body roughly against
the central pillar of the dungeon, and pinned her against it with his massive
bulk.
Somehow the violent collision with the stone column seemed to imbue
Ming-tsu with new life. Her glossy hair whipped from side to side as the nude
courtesan tried to fight off her ponderous assailant. But even though her will
and fighting spirit had revived after the savage breast-flogging on the Korean
Cross, she stood little chance against the lust-crazed giant.
Even though there was little doubt regarding the final outcome of the
uneven contest, Dao and Lin watched with mounting excitement as the brave
courtesan kicked and scratched and clawed at her attacker. But the bovine
behemoth brushed aside her flailing arms and used his good arm to hold her
against the pillar by the throat, while his badly burned left arm freed his
monstrous organ from his trousers.
Ming-tsu gasped in dismay and disbelief when the mighty weapon came free.
The size of his phallus was such that he might well have been likened to an ox,
even if he had been a man of only average size. Long and thick and ruddy, his
menacing maleness rose upward from the thick undergrowth of his pubic hair like
a great oak.
The naked concubine tried to use her knee to ward off her ferocious
assailant with a bare leg, but he was already too close, and the mass of his
huge body against her middle made any such leverage impossible. That resource
gone, Ming-tsu flailed away at the hand that gripped her firmly, but not
dangerously, by the throat, while the nails of her right hand tore at his
burn-ravaged left arm.
The Ox grunted like a wounded bear as Ming-tsu raked at the raw, skinless
flesh on his arm, releasing a punishing grip on her needle-studded right breast
in order to seize her wrist and press it against the pillar above her head in
hopes of quashing her resistance. At the same time he used his immense strength
to lift her wet, naked body upward against the rough-surfaced pillar until
Ming-tsu's dark-fringed pleasure-spot was at the desired elevation and then he
stabbed his mighty cock-staff into her woman-cleft with a quick, brutal lunge of
his hips.
"Unnghh!" Ming-tsu groaned as she felt the prodigious organ plunge inside
her, lifting her and slamming her back against the column yet again. "Unghh!
Unngghhhh!! UNNGGGHHH!" she moaned as the Ox's warlike bludgeon assaulted her
femininity. Her ordeal on the Korean Cross had almost driven from her memory
the agonizing bondage of the Seven Cords, but the instant the Ox's manhood
plowed into her sex she felt his manhood scrape painfully against the raw band
that the seventh cord had left on her most intimate flesh. Now, as his hips
pistoned against her with machine-like relentlessness, Zheng's every thrust
brought fresh suffering to the delicate tissues between her legs.
The Ox's breath came in loud, explosive gasps as he raped her with
ever-increasing ardor. Now that he had his lovely prey firmly impaled on his
bull-cock, he released her throat and used his right hand to pin her other
flailing arm high above her head. He was easily able to control both of her
hands with one of his own, thus freeing his injured arm and hand to roam up and
down Ming-tsu's nude flank with impunity, delighting in the feel of her satiny
thigh-flesh, the soft swell of her hip, and the warm curves of her breast.
"NNNNGRRR!!!" Zheng's growls became louder, deeper, more primeval as lunge
by powerful lunge, the latter-day troglodyte drove his prodigious weapon deeper
into Ming-tsu's body, slamming her whip-tender buttocks against the rough stone
column with bone-jarring force and rapidity. "Take it, cunt! Take it all!!" he
muttered in a voice choked with obscene lust.
"Ahhh! Aannghh!!" Ming-tsu cried out as the punishing rape continued. She
had been with many men, many virile men, but never one equipped with such a
vagina-stretching cudgel of flesh as this bovine giant. George Chan had taken
her more or less forcibly on countless occasions, but never had their violent
couplings been as horrific, as utterly bereft of pleasure, as was her assault by
Zheng. The giant's dark shirt had come open during their struggle and the wiry
hair on his massive chest abraded her well-flogged breasts even as his weight
seemed destined to crush the breath from her body. Inside her, the Ox's mammoth
organ stretched her love channel to the breaking point as his powerful hips
thrust again and again and again, with each lunge bringing fresh tears of pain
to her eyes.
"That'll teach her to fuck with the Scorpions!" Lin chortled. "Give it to
her good, Ox - but save a little for us!"
Dao tore his eyes from the spellbinding sight of his mountainous partner
crushing the naked courtesan against the pillar to glance at Lin whose left
hand had slid inside his pants. Dao snorted softly to himself as he watched the
boy stroking himself feverishly. But the lad had done well to keep Ming-tsu
from escaping through the tunnel earlier; perhaps he would let him have his turn
with the dark-eyed concubine when the Ox was done. Judging by the state of the
lad's arousal, his own pleasure would probably not be deferred for long...
"Yeah! Yeahh!! YEAHHH!!!" Zheng moaned in brutish ecstasy as his huge
body shuddered violently as he exploded in a long and powerful orgasm. He
pulled his dripping weapon out of Ming-tsu's body as he released her wrists,
allowing his beautiful victim to slowly crumple to the floor.
Ming-tsu lay there on her side for a moment, her lovely legs curled up
under her in a most alluring curve, before Lin the Drooler stepped forward, his
right arm hidden behind his back.
"On your knees, wench! You can get your beauty rest later. We ain't done
with you yet - not by a long shot."
When Ming-tsu was slow to rise, Lin planted his foot against her ribs and
kicked her over onto her back. The beautiful, almond-eyed concubine rolled over
onto her other side while she tried to summon the strength to rise. "'Get up',
I said," the Drooler barked in his high-pitched voice before he slashed Ming-tsu
viciously across her bare thighs with the thonged whip he produced from behind
his back - the very one he had used to such good effect when she had hung above
the Whipping Pit.
"Aaiiah!" Ming-tsu cried out in pain as she rolled away from him across the
rough stone floor of the dungeon, but the hissing strips of leather found the
softness of her naked back again before she had quite completed her
half-revolution. Grimacing in pain, she turned back toward the whip-wielding
young man on her hands and knees. Her body was coiled into a sensuous feline
crouch, and her white teeth gleamed behind soft lips that were contorted into
an expression of contempt and hatred.
"Coward!" Ming-tsu seethed. "Two days ago, boy, you would have kissed the
bottom of my feet, if George Chan had wished it. And even now, if these two
weren't here," her eyes darted fearfully toward Dao and Zheng who were slowly
encircling her, "you would not dare to treat me this way!"
Lin glowered at the defiant concubine as he slapped the black thongs
crisply against his thigh. "But I do dare, woman. Grab her wrists!"
Dao and Zheng moved forward swiftly and each of them seized one of
Ming-tsu's slender wrists, pulling them out and back until she was kneeling
erect before the smirking, damp-mouthed teenager.
Lin's pink tongue curled salaciously over his lips as he stared at the
stunning body of this woman who, as she had correctly stated, he would have
considered utterly unapproachable two days earlier. But now this succulent,
honey-gold beauty knelt abjectly before him, her mouth-watering breasts
decorated with bright-colored needles and dull-colored lash-marks. Pearlescent
droplets of the Ox's viscous semen dripped from her damp vagina, while she
waited for him to produce the male organ that she would be made to worship until
she had sucked every last drop of man-juice from his swollen testicles. Lin
struck what he imagined to be the pose of a victorious warrior as a sudden surge
of lust and power unlike any he had ever known coursed through his body.
"Undue my trousers, slut!"
The Ox began to release her left wrist, but Lin stopped him. "No, wench.
I'm going to teach you to use that mouth for something other than insulting your
betters. Undo the drawstring with your teeth."
Ming-tsu glanced up at him, startled by the newfound steel in the reedy
adolescent voice.
CRACCKK!! A swift, side-armed sweep of the black thongs sent flames of
agony raging through her brown-nippled breasts once again.
"Aaiiieee!!"
"Now, slut! And be quick about it. I've been waiting all day for this."
Fighting back tears of pain, Ming-tsu leaned forward, and caught one end of
the loose bow-knot that held his pants together between her teeth and worried
it like a puppy until it came undone.
"Very nice, very nice. Now use that pretty mouth to pull my pants down.
That's it.... Take the waistband between your teeth and pull downward.
Ming-tsu felt degraded beyond belief as Dao and Zheng increased the
pressure on her drawn-back wrists, forcing her to press her pretty face against
the homely, pock-marked boy's black-clad crotch as she attempted to grasp the
waistband securely between her teeth. Finally she managed to catch the fabric
between her teeth and pull it downward. Lin cooperated by pushing the sides of
his trousers down while Ming-tsu tugged at the front, and soon, the black fabric
slid down to reveal the slender but rigid penis that hungered for the warmth of
her breath, her lips.
"Hey, boy," Dao barked - "How about we hook her up to the Rock Garden for
you? Remember the time Feng put that pretty shoemaker's daughter in the
Sandbox, Ox? If that wasn't the best head I ever got in my life, boy, Genghis
Khan died a virgin. Take my word for it."
Lin's green eyes glowed with a maniacal glint. "Let's do it!"
