Nathan Silvers - In a dungeon down and dirty

Melinda nearly lost it all at the third stroke. Her tits were inflamed masses of red flesh, the nipples aching even more than the rest of her flesh. She staggered, weeping at the degradation and pain, her hair tossing over her face.

Then Hugh slid his hand up her thighs and caressed her spread pussy, his fingers probing at her clit. Sudden spasms of excitement poured over the helpless girl. She gasped, pushing her pussy at Hugh's fingers, her hands gripping even tighter behind her head.

"Three more strokes, right, bitch?" Hugh teased, his fingers stroking in the crack of Melinda's pussy.

"Yes!" Melinda sobbed, watching Jacqueline out of the corner of her eye.

"If you ask me nicely, I'll keep doing this while you get them," Hugh said, his fingers driving hot spasms of passion into Melinda. "Or you can take them without this. Tell me."

Melinda moaned. Her pussy throbbed, and waves of desperate pleasure were already surging out of her wet cunt. Her clit throbbed and swelled, and she wanted his touch desperately. But to get it, she had to beg for it, and she wasn't sure she could sink that low.

"Tell me soon, bitch. If you don't make a decision before I count to three, you'll get two more strokes. Now, yes or no?"

"Ahhh, yes! Yes!"

"Beg me, cunt!" Hugh snapped.

"Please, finger my pussy!" Melinda moaned, her face flushing a deep red.

She shivered with shame, but the touch of Hugh's fingers was turning her on as badly as Jacqueline's mouth had turned her on before.

"Sure, cunt. Ready?"

"Yes!" Melinda wept, her thighs spasming as his fingers worked inside her pussy.

She sobbed as the cat lashed and beat across her tits again. The pain erupted. She lurched, screaming, her cunt suddenly pouring juices over Hugh's fingers.

He twisted her clit and finger-fucked her cunt, sending throbs of depraved passion surging up to meet the pain in her tits.

"Four," Jacqueline said, holding the cat above Melinda's throbbing tit-mounds. "Ready for more?"

Melinda trembled and staggered as Hugh played with her pussy, stroking her hot flesh, sliding his finger into her fuck-hole. The cat caressed her tits gently, the knots flicking off her taut nipples. Her pussy spasmed and a rush of climax surged out of her cunt.

"Ahhhhh, yes! Yes, I'm ready!" she moaned, sobbing as she began coming again.

The cat lashed in. Her tits bounced under the blow. Burning agony surged through her tits. She staggered, screaming at the top of her voice.

"Five," Jacqueline said, grinning at the moaning, spasming Melinda. "The last one. Want it?"

Melinda nodded in desperation, her pussy throbbing with climax, her thighs opening for Hugh's hand.

"Yes!" she wept, her tits thrusting out for the cat, her nipples drawn tight, throbbing with horrible lust.

The cat lashed in, beating across her tits.

Hugh slammed his hand at her cunt, working it over, his thumb rubbing her clit.

The eruption of pain and lust tore into Melinda. She staggered, pulling her cunt off Hugh's hand, falling to her knees on the hard floor, rubbing her tits desperately, her other hand deep in her cunt. Shamelessly she worked her pussy and tits, feeling the shudders of a painful orgasm pouring over her. She dug at her nipples, twisting them, rubbing the sore flesh of her tits.

"Enjoying your orgasm?" Jacqueline laughed, standing over Melinda.

Melinda nodded, her body throbbing desperately.

"Get up, bitch!" Jacqueline snapped.

Melinda sobbed, then crawled, her body aching with pain and lust. She stood in front of them, wondering what horror they had in store for her next.

"Whadaya think?" Jacqueline asked. "You wanna see her in something sexy?"

"Yeah!" Richard replied. "I wanna rip somethin' off the bitch before I fuck her!"

"Something little and nice?" Jacqueline walked around Melinda, sliding her hands over the luscious curves of her body.

"Yeah, something she'll look real good in." Richard smiled, holding his thick cock and rubbing it a little.

"Okay, come with me, bitch. And don't play me up. You can't escape, but you can suffer a lot more."

Melinda had no fight left in her. She followed Jacqueline to a small door in the opposite wall. It opened into a small room that was packed with revealing lingerie and other clothes. Normally it would have really excited Melinda, she loved sexy underwear. But now she shivered, waiting, as Jacqueline ran her fingers down the racks of clothing.

"You know, you look a real mess," Jacqueline said. "Come here."

When Jacqueline led Melinda back into the dungeon, the two men whistled and their cocks thrust out of their robes.

Not that Jacqueline had done much to Melinda. She had made the whimpering girl wash her face and put her hair right. She had made Melinda's face up, so that her facial features were brought out even more alluringly.

Melinda's sensuous lips were a deep red, her eyes brought out with mascara, her high cheekbones accentuated. Jacqueline had made her put on a little red slip, matching panda and stockings, and five-inch heck. The slip only partly covered Melinda's tits and the hem just covered her ass, showing the tiny panties underneath. The panties were just a triangle of red gauze at the front and a lacy strap that ran deep in the crack of Melinda's ass at the back.

Melinda was trembling and terrified, her thighs shaking. Jacqueline pointed with the whip, and Melinda obeyed, walking forward until she was facing the two men, her body quivering.

"Fuck me, Jacqueline, she looks better than ever," Hugh said with a grin. "How did you keep your hands off her?"

"Don't know," Jacqueline said softly. She fondled the long single tail of the new whip she carried, running the handle down Melinda's spine toward her ass.

Melinda trembled as Jacqueline slid the thick, leather-covered whip handle under the hem of the red slip and up, into the crack of her ass.

"But she's promised to be good, right, bitch?"

"Yes," Melinda replied, her ass shaking as the whip handle pushed into her ass-crack, working toward her shit-pit entrance.

"Show the gentlemen your legs," Jacqueline said.

It was all so humiliating, but Melinda thought that at least it was better than a whipping. She worked her hands down her thighs and slid the hem of the slip up, spreading her legs as she did, lifting the hem until the tiny red triangle of her panties was visible.

"Come here," Hugh said.

Melinda walked slowly to him, still holding her slip up, her ass shaking, as Jacqueline walked with her, still rubbing the whip handle into her ass crack.

Hugh touched her thighs, playing with her stocking tops and the lacy straps of the garter belt. The tingles started, running all over Melinda's legs and into her pussy. To her horror, she realized that she was getting wet. She bit her lip and held back the tears.

But Hugh's fingers were running higher, over the flesh of her thighs, then up to the crimson, whipped flesh just below her pussy.

Melinda closed her eyes as his fingers ran over the little red panties.

"Well, whore. You're getting pretty damp, around here," Hugh said with a grin, his fingers probing into her panties, running over her clit. "Ready for some fucking?"

Melinda stifled a sob, her tits bulging out of the top of her slip.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Good." Hugh said. "Hey, Richard, feel the bitch!"

Melinda had to walk over to Richard, her hands still holding the slip hem up. And all the time Jacqueline was there, the whip handle was in the crack of her ass.

Richard pushed his hand into her panties and caressed the hot bud of her clit.

Melinda shuddered as her terrible, perverted passion soared. The greatest terror in the world seemed to be creeping up on her. She had hated men all her life and now she was getting turned on by men who treated her as a slave, just an object to be whipped and raped as they liked. She gasped, tears starting in her eyes.