Max Sharkey: Kidnapped and raped

Judeth struggled to maintain her balance and stay on her toes. She perspired, and beads of sweat formed on her tits, her ass and her face. "Please, can't… can't you just take pictures of me without torturing me in the process? What is the point of it, anyway?"

Sage stepped forward, pawed her ripe tits with his big hand and answered, "Why, that wouldn't be persuasive enough, my dear Miss Judeth Brathmeyer. You see, we want your daddy to know that you're really in trouble. We don't want him wasting any time."

"Or calling in the FBI," Marvin added coolly.

"Yeah, we figure your old man will see the light and quite fooling around once he sees the photographs we're gonna take of you."

Just then, Margaret appeared, carrying a Polaroid camera under her arm. "It's all loaded with film and ready to go. Now, suppose one of you fellas takes the pictures so I can whip the little slut. Okay?"

"Shut up, Margaret," Sage remarked harshly. "You take the Goddamned pictures. Marvin and I will make sure that the girl is posed properly."

"Yeah, that's a good idea," Marvin said cheerfully as he strolled slowly past Judeth and plucked the wicked cat-o-nine-tails from the wall. He fondled the whip with his long fingers, stroking the black leather handle lovingly. "This is my favorite whip, Judeth. I'm sure you'll like it." He laughed, moved forward and slashed her with the evil whip.

"Owww!" she shrieked as the narrow leather strands slashed across her exposed tits. The whip stung her flesh and caused her face to flush in pain and anger. Again, Marvin lashed her tits with the cat-o'-nine-tails, and again she cried out in an agonized, tortured scream. "Owww! Good God! Stop it! Please. Y-you're… going to… tear my… tits to ribbons!"

"Get a picture of her when the whip lands on her tits," Sage instructed Margaret, whose fixed stare was on Judeth's tortured tits.

"Okay," the evil woman replied gleefully. "Hey, this is kinda fun. I'll get a close-up of the slut as she gets her tits whipped. Go to it Marvin," she said as she moved close and positioned herself beside the helpless, whipped girl.

Marvin leaned back and the whip whistled through the air, causing Judeth to flinch as the evil leather straps came down on her exposed tit-flesh.

"Owww! Nooo! I can't… can't take it anymore. I swear, I'll die if you keep beating me like that!"

"Tough shit, you little rich bitch! Suffer, baby!" Margaret rasped. She clicked the shutter of the camera and snapped the picture of Judeth being whipped by the cat-o'-nine-tails.

Marvin whipped her repeatedly and Judeth soon grew tired – too tired to stand on her toes. Her legs collapsed from the strain and she dangled from the ropes that bound her wrists like a fish from a hook. She swayed above the floor, totally helpless and at the mercy of her cruel captors. A dozen times, the whip fell on her tits, causing Judeth untold pain and torment.

"Please! No more! I beg of you! Don't whip me anymore!" she cried. But her anguished wails only served to inspire Marvin in his brutal task. The man seemed to truly relish whipping her. And, as she swung around by her wrists, dangling from the ceiling like a ragdoll, she caught sight of Marvin's prick.

Judeth gasped upon seeing that Marvin's cock was growing again. His prick was blue veined and hard, and it looked fierce and menacing. Marvin's naked body was covered with sweat, some of which flew off of his chest as he flailed her ripe tits with the nasty cat-o-nine-tails.

"Goddamn!" he snorted. "I'm getting awfully fucking tired. Shit! Did you get enough pictures, Margaret?"

"No," came Margaret's terse reply. "Let's get some more shots of the little cunt. The fucking whore. Let's get some real nasty pictures of her being tortured and degraded. That'll loosen her rich daddy's pocketbook. What do you think, Sage?"

"Okay. It sounds like a damned good idea to me, Margaret." With that, Sage reached out and grabbed the cat-o-nine-tails from Marvin's hand. He held the wicked instrument directly in front of Judeth's weeping eyes and stroked the long, black leather whip-handle. "How do you like this whip, Judeth? It's in the same shape as a long, hard cock. It is somewhat bigger though. Bigger and harder and thicker and longer. Wouldn't you say so, bitch?" The evil tone in his voice was startling.

Judeth swallowed hard and choked out her reply. "Please, Sage. Don't torture me anymore. Haven't I suffered enough? Why must you hurt me?"

"No, you haven't suffered enough," Sage replied frankly. His face looked hard, cold and terrifyingly mean. Sage was a cruel man who knew not the meaning of mercy.

He reached forward and spun Judeth around so that she faced the wicked, dark-haired woman, who stood in position to take another snapshot of the helpless, raped and tortured girl. Margaret smiled and laughed loudly. "Smile, Miss Judeth Brathmeyer. Look right into the camera and smile at your father, bitch!" the evil woman hissed.

"Smile!" Marvin screamed.

"Smile!" Sage shouted.

All three of her captors began to scream at her in unison. "Smile! Smile! Smile! Smile!" The deafening shouts were frightening beyond belief. Judeth clenched her teeth and closed her eyes so that she would not be forced to look at their faces, but they kept screaming at her. "Smile! Smile! Smile! Smile!"

She felt like she was going insane. She had reached the end of her resistance and could take no more abuse. At any second, she would go off her rocker and crack up completely. She knew it!

"Now!" Sage yelled as he parted her pink pussy-lips with his fingers. He shoved the whip into Judeth's juicy cunt.

"Aaiiieee! Owww! Good good! Nooo!" Judeth wailed. She felt the whip press deep into her cunt, reaming her cunt-walls with the black leather handle. The leather felt rough as it raked into her tight cunt. How could anyone do such a sick and disgusting thing to her? she wondered. For an instant, she felt as though she would soon pass out from the pain and degradation. She would have preferred to die right then and there.

Margaret stood directly in front of her as she hung from the ceiling, her wrists sore and chafed from the ropes which bound her in her helpless position. The woman kept snapping pictures of her and laughed loudly as she did so. Judeth had endured plenty of pain, torture and degradation, but this was absolutely the worst yet! She was too weak and exhausted from the whipping to protest. Words failed her. And the pain in her cunt was so intense that all she could do was moan in agony.

Sage was eagerly ramming the whip into her pussy, shoving the big, crude implement deep into her tortured cunt. The whip-handle filled her pussy and reamed her cunt-channel, causing her to wince in pain and writhe about in her dangling position above the floor. When Sage pulled the whip back until it almost slid out of her cunt, Judeth heard a lewd sucking noise coming from her clenching pussy.

They were all laughing at her, laughing at the sounds that her cunt made as the whip sluiced in and out of her sucking pussy.

"Goddamn! What a hot and horny little cunt!" Marvin exclaimed jubilantly. "Look at the bitch! I bet that whip feels real nice stuck up your tight twat, Judeth. Holy shit, you look lovely, just like a million-dollar cunt!"

"Yeah, you are a first-class little whore, aren't you?" Margaret chimed in as she stepped forward and snapped another picture of the helpless, tortured girl who hung from the ceiling with a whip reaming, out her cunt.

Marvin stepped forward with a heavy oak paddle clutched in his meaty fist. The paddle was menacing and Judeth shrieked when she caught sight of it.

"Nooo! Don't hit, me with…"

"Fuck off, you slut!" Marvin shouted as he swung the paddle, striking her bare asscheeks.

The pain shot through her body and rocked her hard. Her tender ass felt like it was burning up. She dangled from the ceiling and swung back and forth above the cold, concrete floor. When she swung back, Marvin was poised and ready with the paddle cocked to smack her ass again.