Unknown - Gwen gets beaten

"What a dirty little girl," I sneered. "Look at you kneeling there with your ass in the air and your naked, bald little slit sticking out at me. Spread your legs wide, whore. Wider! Now beg for cock."

"Please fuck me," she panted.

I snapped the cane across her ass and she cried out in pain.

"Please fuck me, Michael!" she gasped. "How, slut? How does one go about fucking a tile whore like you. Tell me exactly what you want me to do."

"Please… please… stick your cock into my… pussy and…"

"Your gash?"

"Yes."

"Your hole?"

"Yes," she moaned.

"Your twat?"

"Yes," she gasped.

"And then what?"

"And… and then fuck me. Pump your cock in and out…"

"Hard?"

"Yes! Hard! Fuck me hard! Stick your cock into my twat and pump me hard!"

"You want me in you, fuck meat?"

"Yes! Please stick your cock in me! Please fuck me, Michael!"

"Whore!" WACK!

I smacked the cane across her upturned ass and she sobbed and begged me to fuck her. Her bald little cunt lips were glistening wet, sticking out at me as she spread her legs still wider and pushed her ass out.

"I should fuck this dirty cunt of yours so hard closes up," I sneered.

"Yes! Fuck me!"

"Roll over onto your back, slut meat."

She grunted and almost fell onto her side, then rolled over and spread her legs.

"Raise your knees, feet flat on the floor. Spread them more… more. Good. Now, I want you to masturbate."

She gasped and stared at me in shock. I sat back on a chair and leered at her.

"Come on, fuck meat. Jerk off, beat your meat, finger your slit for me. I want to see you masturbate."

Her face was beet red, and, mortified. Encouraged, I carried on. "Stick those fingers deep into your whore cunt and finger fuck yourself. No. Wait. I'll get the camcorder first and record it. That way I can make some copies and sell them to your friends."

She stared at me in shock as I got up and hurried to the hall closet. I got the camcorder down and came back to her, pointing it at her as I sat.

"Okay, fuck meat. Jerk off."

She lay there and stared at me. In fact, she actually closed her legs and tried to cover herself.

I lowered the camcorder.

"I gave you an order, fuck toy."

"Please, Michael," she gulped. "Don't make me do this!"

"You'll not only do it you'll come when you do, and I'll get a couple of things for you to stick up your cunt and asshole. It'll make a great show when I have some of your friends over."

"You wouldn't!"

"I would and will. Everyone is going to know what a hot piece of cunt meat you are before I'm done. They'll be bending you over in the school hallways and sticking their cocks up your ass while you suck them off."

I grinned at her and reached down for the remote control to the device in her shitter.

"Now obey me or be punished."

"But… but I caaaan't," she moaned.

I pressed the button and she exploded into action. Her legs snapped open as her ass was thrown into the air. She screamed in pain, dropping back heavily to the rug and rolling over violently. She rolled back again, screaming, her voice a ululating wail as she jammed her shackled hands between her legs and clawed at her asshole.

I stared, fascinated, keeping my finger on the button as she screamed, rolling from side to side.

She tried to stand up but fell back. Her head thrashed as she wailed, her back arching her back again and again, as her body bounced and flopped and twisted in agony.

I let my finger up from the button.

She continued howling and flopping for several seconds then stopped, laying on her back, sobbing piteously as her chest rose and fell.

"When I give an order, fuck toy, you better obey it," I said.

I dragged her back to her knees and she huddled there weeping for a minute as I sat back in my chain.

"Get over it, fuck toy," I said. "You should know by now that any disobedience will bring you punishment. Now I want to hear you apologize for disobeying me and thank me for punishing you. Now."

"I… I'm… s… s… sorryyy," she whimpered.

"Sorry for what, fuck toy?"

"F… for dis… disobeying you," she sniffled.

"Now let's hear it all together."

"I'm… s… sorry for disobeying you, M… Michael," she sniffled.

"And?"

"Thank you for p… punishing me, Michael."

"Now you're going to masturbate for me, aren't you?"

"Yes, Michael," she gulped.

"Good girl. Now lay back and spread your knees."

She laid back with a little whimper and raised her knees.

"Spread em', tramp."

She shifted her knees wide apart, looking at me anxiously.

"Now start jerking off."

She looked down at her crotch then slid her shackled hands down towards her groin. She rubbed weakly at her bare little slit as I watched.

I got up, telling her to continue, and went downstairs. I came back with one of the vibrators and a big black dildo. I sat down again and tossed her the vibrator.

"Use that on your hot little clitty, fuck toy."

She looked at it, sliding her fingers over it, then brought the tip down against her slit. She gasped as the buzzing sex toy met her clitty, and I saw her legs shift a little further apart.

She rubbed the tip of the vibrator up and down along her slit as I watched, and I sat back, deciding to wait a bit, to let her get into it before picking up the camcorder.

It didn't take very long. I saw her ass grinding down, and heard her breath get ragged as she slowly eased the vibrator into her hole, pushing it deep, pumping it in and out as she moaned softly and stroked her clitty.

I reached over and picked up the camcorder, then turned it on. She noticed, and slowed a bit, but then she continued, her breathing becoming harsher, her body grinding from side to side, her back arching softly as she moaned.

I zoomed in on her crotch, watching the vibrator pumping in and out of her gash, then backed off, taking in her whole body, watching that sweet face, so intent on the action between her legs, watching her firm rounded breasts rising and falling on her chest.

I turned off the camcorder and got up.

"Stand up, slut," I ordered.

She blinked her eyes in confusion, slowly raising her hands from her crotch, panting for breath.

I reached down and gripped her arm, jerking her upwards. She kept her grip on the vibrator, pushing it deep into her snatch as I moved her over next to the coffee table.

It was a heavy, wooden table, and I picked up the thick black dildo, which had a suction cup on the bottom, and slapped it down on top near the end.

"All right, fuck meat," I grinned. "Straddle the table and slide your hot little slit down onto this big, thick nigger cock."

She swallowed nervously, then obediently straddled the table. She slowly eased down, reaching for the thick rubber cock.

"It's… big," she gulped.

"A whore like you could take a fence post up her crack," I sneered.

She slid down until her bare crack was against the realistic looking cock head.

I got the camcorder and turned it on, watching as she rubbed her crack back and forth on the head of the dildo, then slowly sank down. I could see her getting into it, her lips parted, her eyes intense. She groaned as the thick rubber prick forced her cunt lips wider and wider, straining them to their limit.

Then she groaned and slid down it, an inch, then two, then three, going slowly, gasping and moaning as she shifted her hands onto the table below, her moist cunt sleeve sliding down the length of the thick, long cock.

"Ohhhh," she gasped. "Ohhh! It's loooong."

She halted briefly and her head went back, eyes closed. She took several deep breaths, then clenched her teeth and eased down further. Her ass got closer and closer to the table as the thick black rubber cock disappeared up into her gash.