John McKeon - Abused again and again

Panic pounded suddenly in Ginger's heart. No! She couldn't lose Roger. She had done too much to lose him now. "No," she begged. "Don't leave me, Roger."

"What good are you to me," he said. "You haven't done half of the things I expected you to do here. From the reports I've gotten, the only thing you ever wanted to do was get away."

"Come with me, Roger. I love you. We don't need these people. We can go somewhere else. We can hide. The police will never find you."

Roger laughed. "You don't still believe that story, do you? The police were never after me. That was just what I told you to get you down here." He stood up and rubbed his cock back and forth between his palms. He picked up his clothes and began dressing. "There's only one way we can stay together and you've already shown you're not fit for that."

"But I love you, Roger. Please, go away with me. Everything I did, I did for you." Looking up into his face, she hugged Roger's knees.

He pushed her away. "You've already said you want to leave. Well, I'm not going to stop you. If you don't want to stay, I don't want you to either. You're a big disappointment to me. I sent you down here with high hopes that you'd make the grade, but you haven't done anything but whine about getting away."

"Come with me Roger, please. I love you so much. I couldn't stand being away from you. You mean everything to me."

Roger pushed her away. "If I meant so much to you, you would have been trying harder to please J.D. and get yourself ready for Mr. Savoy. You haven't done any of that."

"I don't even know Mr. Savoy. What does he have to do with any of it?"

Roger looked, at her as though she was a complete idiot. "He has the money."

"We don't need money, Roger. I can get a job as a nurse again. Please come with me." She felt humiliated the way she begged to him but she didn't care. She'd done so much for him already. She realized she couldn't face losing him now.

"I'll do anything for you, Roger. I'll make you happy, I promise."

"The only way you can make me happy is by satisfying Mr. Savoy."

Ginger hung her head. "I only want you, Roger."

"Then get out!" He didn't wait for her to take time to consider. Grabbing her ankles, he kicked open the door and dragged her through the closet and into the hall. He marched her bumping and protesting over the carpet. When he released her ankles, he wadded her long hair at the nape of her neck and, keeping her head bowed, jerked her stumbling along the hall until they reached a private locked elevator.

He forced Ginger onto her knees at his feet. Reaching into his pocket, he extracted a key to the elevator. He put it in the lock and twisted. The door opened.

"Get out of here!" he ordered.

Ginger stared at the empty elevator. She was being told to leave naked, without money, without anything. And wont, without Roger. "No," she sobbed. "Let me stay with you, Roger. I'll do what you want. If you want me to please Mr. Savoy, I'll do it. Anything."

Roger's anger softened slightly. "You'll have to prove it."

"I promise. Anything, Roger!"

She was taken into a room she'd never been in before. A single, circular couch dominated the room. Scattered around the couch were several expensive-looking sexual devices. She didn't have time to examine them before she was thrown onto the white couch and her wrists and ankles were spread-eagled with leather straps. She stared up into a huge round mirror reflecting her helpless form.

"What do I have to do to please Mr. Savoy?"

Roger ran his hands over Ginger's body, fingering her pussy and stroking her breasts. "All you have to do is come. Mr. Savoy likes women who know how to come. And before I'm through with you, believe me, you'll know how to come." He twisted her nipples between his fingers until they stood up in hard points. Then he taped small wires to each nipple and attached them to one of the machines.

"What are you doing?" she asked, startled. She watched him flick a switch and suddenly Ginger's tits surged with a pulsing current of electricity. Her nipples burned and sizzled with torturous arousal. The sensual feeling spread through her like a raging fire. Her body heaved and bucked back and forth as the current throbbed with controlled energy, bringing her to a state of arousal that she had ever experienced before.

Roger spread her pussy with his fingers and dipped his tongue inside. She ground her pussy into his face. He spread and stretched her lips apart until he could plunge his tongue deep into her dripping slit.

She felt him sucking and drinking her juices and bringing her arousal to excruciating need. "Oh, yes," she cried. "That feels good. Eat me! Suck me out! Stick your tongue in me, honey! I love it. Oh… ahhh!"

He flicked his tongue over her clit and ran his hands over her thighs, stroking and caressing her until every nerve in her body tingled with the same electric need as her tits and cunt. He lifted his mouth from her cunt and picked up an electric dildo from one of the many lewd instruments beside the bed.

Terror shot through Ginger when she saw the size of the monstrous-looking dildo. It was at least three feet long and had a head at each end. The flesh-colored cock looked like a huge snake. Roger pushed one end against her ass and pushed a button. Immediately the evil thing came to life, twisting and vibrating. He pushed the huge knob into her ass.

"No, no! It's too big," Ginger screamed, but she felt the awful thing plunging past her sphincter and tunneling up her ass, stretching and tearing its way into her as though on its own. "Stop!" she begged. She twisted and wiggled her hips frantically in an attempt to escape the punishing cock. Her efforts left her only sweating and exhausted.

"This is just the beginning, slave." He pushed the cock in and out of her ass, slamming it viciously forward until she screamed helplessly, and then pulling it out like a plunger until only the head remained between her buttocks. Each forward thrust drove the air from Ginger's lungs and left her gasping for breath.

She felt her ass burning and smoldering with a perverse arousal that caused her butt to suck at the terrible dildo with shameless lust. Roger bent the dildo so the other end could plunge into her pussy. She felt it ramming up her cunt as savagely as he had pushed it into her ass. The cock vibrated and throbbed inside her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.

Roger stepped away from the bed and turned on a tape recorder. "Scream, slave. When you're ready, let it all come out. We'll get the sounds of your come on tape." He moved to another box, opened it and set up a small television camera.

Ginger felt the dildo buzzing within her and charging her nerves. She felt her climax ready to explode at any moment. Roger turned on the camera, made a final adjustment and stepped back.

"When Mr. Savoy gets here, he'll look at the film and listen to the tape. If you please him, I might let you stay." He turned and walked to the door.

"Wait," Ginger cried. "How long are you going to leave me here? I can't stand much more. Oh… I'm almost ready to come!"

"I told you. Until Mr. Savoy gets here. That could be anywhere from ten hours to ten days." He laughed sadistically. "Hang in there, slave. And remember, all you have to do is come." He closed the door, leaving her alone.

Immediately Ginger felt her body heaving and convulsing with exploding energy as her orgasm overwhelmed her like a volcanic flood. Every nerve in her body sizzled with releasing energy. "I'm comming!" she screamed. "I'm comming. Oh… oh! Stop it! Turn it off. I can't take any more. No, no!" Her screams echoed off the walls as her body writhed and spasmed against her binds.

The two-headed dildo vibrated deeper and deeper into her pussy and asshole. She felt herself being carried away on a wave of orgasmic torture that went on and on and on. "Take it out!" She screamed. "Please!" The electricity continued surging like sensual fire through her breasts. The dildo fucked her ass and cunt with tireless energy.