Henry Perkins: Dungeon wife

Joachim's rough fingers skimmed up and down the front of her neck. Suddenly, she gulped painfully, then sucked a ragged breath into her chest. It came out in an agonizing whimper, and her eyes bulged up at the evil, old man.

"You see how easy it is," Marlowe whispered to the attentive Tony. "If you have your defiant young woman in the right position, you can control every one of her breaths. Now take this, and you will see what a little discipline will do. Just her tits at first, my boy. Concentrate on those mounds of succulent young flesh."

Tony stepped closer, his half-hardened cock running along Debby's face. Since her head was held back and down off the table, Tony's cockhead stabbed her first in the eye, then ran down her nose and across her chin. His hairy balls pressed against her forehead, and she had to suppress a shudder. She couldn't twist her face away as she wanted, but at least she could keep her mouth closed.

A stinging blow whacked down across her tit. "Nooo!" she screamed and her eyes flew open.

Staring up past Tony's bulging shaft of cockflesh, she could see a short, black riding crop in Tony's hand. The crop raised in front of her body to twitch high in the air. It slashed down again. A trail of fire erupted diagonally across her left tit.

Debby's mouth flew open in shock. Noticing it, Tony started dragging his cock-head up to her gaping lips.

"Not yet!" Joachim hissed. "She kept calling you filthy. Make her ask for your cock before you let her suck it. Make her beg for the privilege of having her face fucked by your prick!"

The whip whacked Debby's tits again. The blow caught her nipple solidly under the slashing bite of the thin, narrow crop. Debby felt like her nipple was being ripped from her chest.

The riding crop whistled through the air, slashing down onto her body. When it hit, the smack was like the loud snapping of fingers as the evil crop brutalized her tits. Debby had smarted under the spanking of her ass, but that was only a little pain in comparison. If the earlier slaps had been a gentle summer rain, what foil upon her now was a vicious electrical storm. Lightning bolts of flashing pain ripped through her body, and her chest felt as if it had been ravaged by a tornado.

"Let me have your cock!" she moaned deeply between blows. Debby was anything but enthusiastic, but knew she must do it to stop some of the pain. "I'll suck it!"

Debby screamed as another blow almost ripped her tortured, left tit clear from her chest.

"That's not good enough," she heard Joachim hiss, urging Tony to continue the thrashing. "Make her really beg by hitting her down here."

Her tits were almost used to the pain, criss crossed with angry red lines. Not an inch of her tits had been left untouched by the biting kiss of the whip. The riding crop whistled down once more, but it was not her nipples that it was aiming for. Instead, the thin, leather-covered strip slapped into her gaping pussy-gash.

"Aeeeiiiii!" Debby screamed as new agony exploded.

Nowhere on her body was as tender as her young pussy, and the whip had found its mark. The tiny nub of the head of her clit was caught directly in its path, and her delicate, little inner pussy-lips began to swell. The pain was too much for her to comprehend, and Debby wanted only for it to stop.

Tony's now-hard cock rubbing around on her face was Debby's only avenue of escape. She opened her mouth wide and tried to capture his cock-head as it slid by. She had missed, and another blow exploded new agony into the crease of her cunt.

"Give it to me!" Debby screamed almost insanely. "Fuck my face with your cock! Ram that Goddamn cock all the way into my throat!"

His cock paused at the corner of her mouth, as if Tony were considering whether to allow her to have his fuck-pole or not. One more blow hissed down onto her tortured pussy-flesh, and Debby jerked her face toward the hard cock that would save her from terrifying pain. Her hair pulled in the wringers as she tried to reach Tony's cock-head, and some of the strands pulled from the pores of her scalp.

Nothing was going to deny her the chance to suck cock if it would stop the riding crop from thrashing into her aching cunt. With the tearing of her hair, Debby created just enough room to slip Tony's throbbing cock into the side of her mouth. Her mouth tried to close over his prick, but the angle was all wrong, and the balm for her pussy slid out of her lips.

"Your cock!" she cried, bitter in frustration. "Ram your cunt-fucking, corn-holing prick into my mouth!"

The next slap of the whip into her juicy pussy was a weak one, barely igniting the tired sex nerves that were almost exhausted from screaming out their pain. Tony's feet shuffled on the bare, stone floor and his long fuck-pole lined up with her tonsils. Debby's tongue and lips yearned for his prick, trying to suction it deeply within her oral grasp. Finally, Tony nudged forward and let his cock-head drift onto her tongue.

Because Debby's face was positioned upside down, it was her tongue that felt the ridge of his cock-head slowly moving into her mouth. What she had seen before as a threat, now came as a blessing. Tony's thick fuck-shaft filling her mouth was taking away the pain from her tits and cunt. The riding crop had been like a branding iron on her sensitive flesh, and only a good face-fucking would make that part of her torture stop.

"Ram it into her!" the crazed Marlowe urged. "Fuck her mouth just like it was another cunt!"

Tony lunged, driving his swollen cock-head clear to the back of her mouth. Debby's lips stretched around his prick, giving it a tight ring through which to fuck. If he wanted her face to be another cunt-hole, that's what she would give him, if it would only still the whip.

"Oh, shit!" Tony groaned as he slowly pistoned his cock into her face. "I don't know which fuck is better, her asshole or her mouth."

"Wait until you get it into her throat!" The old man chuckled evilly. "That's when the real tightness begins."

It was like fucking a tight, little sheath of moist, hot flesh. Debby kept her lips closed around the girth of his cock, and her tongue lifted enough to lick along his cock-shaft with each stroke. She wasn't having to really suck cock. In that position, Tony could stand there and thrust with his hips, fucking firmly into her face. As long as she could keep the oral pressure on his cock, her mouth could function as a second pussy located in her face.

Tony's heavy cock jammed clear to the opening of her throat. His prick slammed like a battering ram, determined to break through. The roof of Debby's mouth was scraped by the bottom of his cock-head, and each time his thundering prick lodged deep inside, it levered down the back of her tongue.

"Now!" the panting Joachim instructed, his voice evil and malicious. "Her throat is lined up with her mouth and is waiting to be fucked. Ram that throbbing prick of yours clear down into her neck!"

"Mmmphh!" Debby tried to protest, but his thick knob of cock-head cut off her words.

Frantically, she breathed through her nose since the passage of her mouth was closed off. Soon she would be tasting blood, she thought wildly, for there was no way to swallow his bulky cock. Even her asshole had been better prepared by having two fingers loosen it up.

Pressure grew at the back of Debby's mouth. Tony's hands wrapped into the short hair on the side of her head to brace himself. He pulled, strands of hair tearing at the back of her skull, but forcing her face to take more of his prick.

It wasn't going to go, she thought frantically. No matter how much Tony pushed, her throat just wouldn't give. Air whistled loudly through her nose as she fought for additional breath. Then, just as her asshole had done, the tiny ring in her throat slowly began to give way. The front third of Tony's cock-head compressed and forced itself into the grip of her throat. And still the pressure grew. Air became harder to suck in. With a suddenness that surprised both Debby and Tony, his bulging cock-head popped in. Just as if she had tried to swallow it, his cock glided in on her spit. Debby thrashed against the leather straps that bound her to the top of the table, trying desperately to get free. She felt as if she had swallowed a whole orange. Her throat was screaming for his cock to be spit out.