John McKeon - Abused again and again

"The only thing I ever hear from you is begging to be left alone. You don't seem to understand your purpose here. You're a slave and the sooner you understand that the better help you'll be to Roger." He whipped the switch across her breasts, the thin wood criss-crossing her tits with red lines.

Ginger felt her breasts and nipples burning with fire. Perversely, the feeling aroused her. She felt her arousal stirring within her hotter and hotter as J.D. whipped her body with eager enjoyment. She hated herself for responding the way she did. She was being conditioned to respond like a slave.

"Say you like it," J.D. ordered. "Beg me to whip you for a change instead of begging me to stop."

Defeated, she lowered her head on her breasts and begged to be punished. "I deserve it," she said. "Whip me. Beat me. I want to feel the lash punishing me."

"That's better, slave." He lashed her stomach and hips, making the switch fly through the air. He began flicking the switch over her pussy, not striking her hard enough to cut her tender flesh, but hard enough that she writhed frantically. "Taste that," he said. "Learn to love it."

Ginger felt her pussy burning with inflamed arousal as the whip stung her cunt lips and thighs. The feeling left her churning helplessly. She couldn't believe the punishment was actually arousing her sexually. "Don't stop," she begged.

J.D. continued beating her with the lash at the same time he masturbated his cock. He straddled her and pumped his dick up and down, his fist keeping a rhythm that caused his balls to swing back and forth lewdly. "It feels good jacking myself off and whipping you at the same time. I like watching your skin turn red and seeing you twisting and moaning. Keep your head back. I want to whip your tits!"

Ginger could not prevent her shrill cries as the lash bit over and over into her tits. Her nipples felt like hot coals burning her boobs. Her large tits jiggled from side to side. Yet the feeling continued to arouse her until her body felt as though it would burst into orgasm at any moment. "Whip my pussy," she cried. "Fuck me. Put your big cock inside me. I need it. Please!"

Dropping the whip, J.D. knelt between her thighs and positioned his massive cock between her pussy lips. With one hard shove, he slammed his cock to the hilt in her cunt. She felt his organ tearing up her cunt like a cudgel, stretching and pushing aside her wet cavern until his purple knob smashed into her cervix.

Her pussy sucked and clawed at his cock like a hungry mouth. She ground her hips upward, feeling his mammoth cock diving even deeper into her pussy. His shaft burned back and forth over her clit, arousing her to intense need. He pulled his cock completely out and stuck it between her buttocks. She felt his cock-head poking against her anus.

"I'm going to fuck your ass like it's never been fucked before," he warned, clenching his buttocks in preparation to rape into her bowels.

Ginger started to protest, but the thought of her ass being fucked by his huge cock aroused her.

"Yes," she said. "Stick it in me. I want it! Fuck my ass!"

He rammed his cock into her butt as savagely as he'd slammed it into her pussy. One hard shove plunged it to the hilt. She felt it ream into her bowels and stretch her asshole. He ground his shaft back and forth between her buttocks. She felt his slick organ burning and ravishing her asshole.

And then he began alternating holes. His cock fucked from her ass to her pussy. He pumped in and out four times in each hole and then changed. "Oh, your pussy and ass feel good around my cock. I like fucking them both. Ahhh. Your ass is so tight and your cunt is so hot!" He thrust into her faster and faster.

"Don't stop," Ginger begged. "Fuck me harder. Yes! Yes! Screw me as hard as you can. Make my ass feel it. Oh… oh!" She bucked against him as hard as she could, feeling his big cock reaming her ass and cunt like they'd never been reamed before. His cock pounded in and out, switching back and forth from her ass to her pussy without missing a stroke.

She arched her back until her head rested on the floor. And then her orgasm burst through her flesh like hot, bubbling oil. Her body pulsed with sensual contractions that kept her humping and thrusting her body against his.

J.D. pulled his cock out of her cunt just as his orgasm exploded and spurted his cum out like a geyser. The first spurt shot out in a thick wad that splashed over her breasts. The second heavy load landed on her upper lip. He emptied the rest of his load on her stomach. His milky cum spotted her body in a sticky mess. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" he cried.

"Cover me with your cum! Smear it over me. I want to smell it and taste it." She licked her cheeks and lip, sucking the cum into her mouth.

And when their orgasm finally drained away, leaving them limp and exhausted, J.D. ran his fingers through the mess spotting her body, smearing his cum over her stomach and breasts. He milked his cock for the last drop of cum and wiped it on her pubic hair. When he stood up, his cock was already shriveling.

"You're a nasty mess," he said. "You smell like a whore. You look like a whore. You are a whore."

Ginger looked away. It was true. Everything he said was true. But she was not as ashamed of it now as she would have been in the past. After all, she was doing it for Roger, not for herself. And the punishment she received made it seem as though she was paying for her sins even as she committed them.

J.D. tucked his cock back in his pants and zipped his fly. "For your first day with us, you did pretty good. Get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow you'll be put to the test again." He turned and opened the door.

"Wait," Ginger begged. "You can't leave me like this. Untie me, please."

"Why? You plan on going somewhere?" he smiled at her. "If you're looking for comfort, you've joined the wrong organization."

"At least tell me what's being done to get Roger out of jail before you leave. How can you be doing anything to help him if you spend your time in San Diego?"

"You let me worry about that. The only thing you need concern yourself with is how well you do what you're told. If you satisfy the customers I assign to you, Roger will be taken care of. If you don't, Roger will rot in jail for a long, long time." He stepped out the door and closed it behind him.

Ginger couldn't believe she was being left to spend the night with her arms tied painfully behind her and her legs spread obscenely. She could barely roll onto her side even to relieve the pressure of her hands pressing into the small of her back.

Ginger felt cum dripping from her pussy and asshole. She tried to relax her strained muscles, but her position was so uncomfortable she kept turning from side to side as far as her spread legs would allow. The minutes ticked by slowly. She knew she would never be able to sleep the way she was tied. How many more hours before morning?

Panic shot through Ginger when she heard the bolt opening on the door. Alice stepped completely naked into the room. She looked fresh and cheerful. Her blonde hair fell in strands over her shapely tits. She held a black riding crop in her right hand. "Good morning. Oh, did mean ole J.D. leave you tied up all night?" She knelt and untied Ginger's ankles.

Ginger felt like kissing her in gratitude. She stretched her legs, feeling the stiffness begin to ease. "Thank you." She turned so Alice could untie her wrists. When her hands were free, she started to unbuckle the collar around her neck.

"Leave the leash on," Alice ordered. "Just because I didn't come in whipping you doesn't mean you're not still a slave. And my slave if I want you to be." She spread her legs and rested her hands on her hips. "Kneel down to me!"

Ginger moaned silently. All this slave stuff was becoming too much for her. To how many people would she have to humiliate herself? It seemed like everyone was her boss. If she didn't obey them she would be whipped. But it was for Roger. Reluctantly, her limbs stiff, she turned and knelt in front of Alice.