CHAPTER THREE
Cindy moaned and struggled on the desk, trying helplesly to pull
her arms out of the cuffs that held them. The metal had already
dug into her wrists and there were deep red marks in her flesh.
She sobbed harder as she felt George's hands running down into
the crack of her arse and then farther, between her stretched and
bound legs, back to the crack of her cunt.
"Now, tell me how much you want me to fuck you," he whispered,
leaning over her, his mouth close to her neck as he nuzzled
against the dark mass of her hair.
Cindy gave a terrified sob. She knew what would happen if she
refused to beg, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to do it, to
allow him to ram his terrible thing into her helpless, virgin body.
"Now, you tell me-and fast," said George menacingly. "I've got
the biggest hard-on of my life and I'm gonna put it somewhere;
So beg me, slut, beg me."
And he rolled his hips over her arse and Cindy felt the monstrous
pole of his cock as it pushed against her beaten flesh.
"Aaaaggg, ooooohhhhh!" she moaned, trying to think, trying to
imagine some way out of this. Her body heaved on the desk and
the collar cut into her neck again and the cuffs tore at her wrists
and ankles.
"Now tell me, fuck meat," George whispered, "or I'll take it out on
you until you beg."
His huge cock thrust at her arse and Cindy gave a terrible low
scream of terror and gasped for breath, but still she couldn't bring
herself to beg him.
"If you don't, my little whore, I'll use the whip again. And if I have
to do that," he said, "I'll do it as long as I like, not just until you
beg me. And I can assure you, you will be begging, screaming for
me to fuck you before I stop. I don't like little cunts who defy me."
"Aaaggg, ohhhhh, no, ohhhhh," Cindy moaned, her body shaking
and her breath panting. There was a whirlpool of cotton in her
head, she couldn't think coherently.
"Last chance, you little shit," George whispered. "And please
don't give in now, I want to whip the shit outa you so bad-so
please, defy me, fuck meat." He leaned even closer and Cindy
could feel the throb of his prick as it pushed against her sore arse.
Cindy tried, she tried to tell him he could fuck her, she tried to get
out the words that would save her from more pain, but they
wouldn't come out. She gasped and tossed on the desk as hard
as the cuffs and ropes would let her, but nothing except gasps
and moans came out.
"Oh, good," she heard George say, and suddenly he was gone.
Cindy moaned as she tried to pull herself free, terrified now of
what she knew was coming, but she had lost the chance.
Then she stiffened with new horror, wondering what, in the name
of God, George was doing to her. She felt him pull her cunt lips
back and hold them. Then, without warning, the jaws of some
kind of clamp slammed shut over her cunt flesh, and she leaped
and screamed on the desk, begging him to stop.
"I bet you want me to fuck you, hey?" he asked.
Cindy almost passed out as another clamp bit into the other side
of her cunt lips.
"Oh yes, yes, you can fuck me," she gasped.
"Anything, anything, but please don't hurt me again, please."
"It's funny how you little cunts get to pleading when it's too late,"
he said.
Cindy screamed in horror. The metal jaws, pinching her flesh
viciously, were only part of the problem.
There was string attached to them and he was pulling on it,
opening her cunt lips until her clit was exposed. Cindy moaned
and tried to hide her face in the desk. He pulled on the string until
she was sobbing in pain and humiliation and her cunt lips were
pulled as far as they would go.
Then he tied the string to the rope running from her collar to her
thighs, and Cindy gave helpless screams of agony as she
twitched and heaved, and each movement not only pulled on her
collar, but stretched her bound cunt lips as well.
He stepped away again and Cindy felt her heart palpitating as
she tried to guess what he would do. She could imagine what she
looked like now, her legs spread wide, her thighs bound and her
poor cunt lips pulled open in the most obscene display.
"If you beg me to fuck you after the first stroke," she heard
George's calm, menacing voice saying, "then you'll get ten
lashes. If after two, then twenty, and so on. You understand?"
"Oh please, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Cindy moaned, the
terrible word flowing out of her mouth in her overwhelming terror.
"That doesn't count," said George crisply.
Cindy started sobbing, but that was cut off instantly by the
scream she gave that echoed off the walls.
George had lashed the whip expertly across her wide-open cunt,
so that the tip of it was the only thing to make contact, but it cut
viciously right into her clit. Cindy had never known that pain like
that existed. It was far worse than the pain in her arse. It -sent red-
hot spears of agony shooting all over her body, burning deep into
her until she heard her voice babbling, and the voice was coming
from a long way away.
"Oh yes, please fuck me, please fuck me, please," the voice was
screaming from somewhere outside the seas of pain she was
submerged in.
"So that makes ten,' said George.
Cindy's screams doubled and her head twisted in awful agony as
the whip cut precisely into her exposed clit. The scream at the
second lash was still building as the third crashed in, and the
bound librarian writhed on the desk, begging her torturer to do
anything he wanted, if he would just stop beating her.
"Oh, come on now, my little whore,' said George as he whipped
her again. "You wouldn't want to spoil my fun, now would you?
Slut. Would you. . . six!" And the whip lashed into her cunt again.
"Oh fuck me, oh fuck me, aaaggghhhh! Oh fuck me!" Cindy
screamed as the agony soared higher in her bound body.
But there was something strange about it. At the height, each
beat of the whip sent tremors through her, tremors that she found
herself waiting for, waiting for the next beat of the whip, and they
would be there again. Would they be as awful the next time? Or
would that strange feeling make them more bearable?
"Nine!" said George, and Cindy's arse bounced all around the
desk as far as the cuffs and ropes would allow. "Ten!"
Cindy gave a massive scream and fell across the hard wooden
surface, sweat runmng over her body
There was another moment broken by Cindy's low moans as she
gasped for breath and waited for the rape she knew was coming.
The pain in her body throbbed as the fire from her whipped arse
and cunt still spread slowly.
George was beside her head. He pulled the gasping girl up by a
handful of her hair and made her stare at him.
"I think I should show you what you're going to be getting," he
said. He slid the zipper at the front of his pants down and slowly
pulled his cock out.
Cindy gave a great gasp of new fear. She could never get
something that big into her virgin cunt! It would burst her in two,
George laughed as he held her hair in one hand and forced her
head up, against the pull of the ropes on her collar, and ran his
other hand over his massive fucker. It pulsed and bulged before
Cindy's terrified eyes. There was nearly a foot of rock-hard cock
and it was so thick that George's hand would scarcely fit around it
as he slowly rubbed it in front of her face.
"Shit," he said, and chuckled with eat amazement. "I've got half a
mind to jerk off all over your beautiful face and then whip you till I
get hard again. How about it?"
"Oh no!" she sobbed. "Oh please, fuck me now, please, please,
George!" She gasped and wept as he grinned.
"Well, all right, fuck meat," he said, "Since you asked me so nice.
I guess." And he dropped her head and walked behind her.
Cindy moaned as she knew her humiliation 'was about to be
completed. She felt him pull on the clips still holding her cunt
lips in their terrible embrace, and then she gave another
desperate groan as he brutally pulled them off, dragging the cunt
flesh and actually pulling some of her cunt hair out by the roots.
"Now," he said, and Cindy felt the first touch of a man's cock at
the entrance to her cunt. "Now relax, my little whore, and it'll be
so much better for you."
But relaxing was the last thing Cindy could do. She moaned as
she felt him run the head of his monster cock up and down the
slick flesh of her beaten clit. There were fresh bursts of agony
from her clit, but there were also spasms, things she didn't
understand at all.
"Well, fuck me," said George softly. "You're damp, you little shit,
you're fucking damp." And his cockhead just ran into the lips of
Cindy's throbbing cunt.
She stiffened as she felt the huge round cockhead force the walls
of her cunt to open a little. She didn't understand why George
had said that about her getting damp. Did it mean something?
She had no idea, but she wasn't going to get much time to think
about it anyway.
His cock sank another inch into her protesting body. The walls of
her cunt seemed to scream as they were forced to open and the
head of George's huge cock worked its way into her until it came
up against the rigid wall of her cherry.
"Oh, no," Cindy moaned, and her head sank back to the desk top.
"What's the matter?" asked George innocently. "Don't you want
me to fuck you?"
"Oh yes, yes, please!" Cindy shouted, her arse thrusting back at
his rampaging cock.
She was utterly terrified for a moment that he would stop and
whip her again, but he was too hot by this time.
If Cindy had been more experienced, she would have known he
was desperate to unload his cum by the way his cock throbbed
and beat at her cunt.
"Oh, good," said George, and he thrust his cock back to the drum
of Cindy's cherry. Slowly he pulled his cock back and then thrust
it forward, an inch at a time, back and forth, waiting. "Shall I take
it now?"
Cindy was almost sick. She was going to be forced to beg a man
to take her virginity. But there was no way out.
"Oh, yes!" she heard her voice scream. "Oh, take it for me,
please!" And she gave a heave and a great sob as he just
continued his slow, in-and-out fucking.
Without warning, George fucked deep into Cindy's cunt. For a
split second she felt her cherry resist, and then it was broken, and
his cock was fucking deep into her violated cunt. She was
ruined-the one thing that made a woman desirable to a man was
gone. She would be spurned by every decent man in the world
now, and it would serve her tight for giving in like that. She should
have resisted to death if necessary.
George grunted with pleasure as his massive cock fucked into
her cunt. "Sheeit," he moaned. "You've got the tightest little cunt
hole I ever fucked. Hey, that's great, ohhh yeah!
He leaned in on her, forcing his cock in until his balls slapped
against her whipped and painful arse, and the pressure of his body
drove her thighs into the front of her desk. Slowly he pulled his
invading cockmeat out, until only the cockhead still rested in
Cindy's cunt.
Then he slowly fucked back in, inch by relentless inch, until it was
all there and Cindy could feel the head of his prick beat against
the entrance of her womb. She could feel the blood from her
raped cherry running down her thighs and she wept with the
shame of it. She had given in to this man. She had pleaded with
him to fuck her.
She was disgusting and she had to be punished for what she had
done.
And there ws no doubt that George was going to do it. His huge
stiff cock fucked into her cunt passage, forcing the cunt walls to
spread and stretch with new onslaughts of pain. Each fuck thrust
sent waves of it, running up into Cindy's tied body, messages of
her helplessness throbbing through her.
With the pain of the whip gone, however, she now realized that
other parts of her body were getting their own dreadful
stimulation. Her tits rubbed against the hard wood and her
nipples had got hard, testing each ribbed grain of the wood as
George's slowly increasing fuck thrusts forced her body forward
on the desk.
"Ohhhhh yeahhh," she heard George shout. "Ohhh yeahhh, I
gotta have this fuck hole again when it's properly trained." His
thrusts into her cunt suddenly picked up momentum. His hips
beat faster into her and the slap of his thighs and balls into her
whipped arse were louder. "You'll pay for this, shit, getting me all
hot like this, ohhhhh, fuck!"
The huge prick in her cunt was ramming faster and harder at
each fuck stroke and George had his head back as he howled in
rising ecstasy. Cindy wasn't sure what it meant, but she knew he
was going to do something soon, probably that thing called
"consummation" that would end this terrible rape.
Her whole body was suffering as the cock fucked in and out of
her cunt, but the friction on her cunt walls was also doing things
to her that she didn't understand or want to admit to. Fierce
flashes of pleasure spread out each time the cock slammed into
her, making her moan and sending her arse thrusting up at
George to get more of his cock.
It was as if something demonic had taken her over, something
that made her body do all sorts of terrible things without her
knowing, and certainly without her trying. The pleasure rose as
George yelled and fucked, and his cock swelled inside her,
spreading more and more of that feeling into her cunt.
"Aaahhhgggg, oh God!" Cindy screamed.
And she thrust up at George as his massive cock spurted the first
jet of his cum into her cunt.
Suddenly things were spinning for Cindy and nothing was real.
She felt bursts of his hot cum flooding her cunt, and George
leaned back and screamed as his cock took over and his hips
bounced Cindy all over the desk as he slammed into her arse with
each powerful fuck thrust.
He leaned down, grabbed her hair and pulled her back so that
she was arched painfully on the desk, straining against every one
of her bonds, but somehow she didn't notice that. Her mouth
panted as he pulled her head up, and he fucked deeper and
deeper into her cunt as he went on coming, creamy spunk pouring out in
endless waves from his cock.
The spurts of cum sent Cindy's strange feeling higher until she
was moaning and sobbing while her body shuddered in a strange
kind of release, and she felt waves of overwhelming pleasure roll
over her. Each peak of his orgasm, when the white cum spurted
out into her cunt, was matched by a smiliar peak in her body, as
her head strained against the hold he had on her hair, and her
arse and cunt lunged into his thrusting hips.
"Ohhhh, fuck me, you little shit," George suddenly yelled. "You're
coming, you bitch, you're coming! Oh, you fucking cunt!" He gave
a heave on his cock that almost tore her legs out of their sockets
as he shot the last of his sperm into her wildly throbbing cunt.
"Oh no, oh God," Cindy moaned as he slowly let go of her hair
and she came down to realize what she had done.
She had allowed a man to fuck her and she had got pleasure
from it. And this was after she had been most cruelly whipped.
She really was depraved, and she had to stop it, stop it now!
Decent women didn't get pleasure from fucking, they just didn't-
her mother had been very emphatic on that. So she wasn't a
decent woman, and the only way she could become decent
again was to resist all his attempts in the future.
George slowly settled onto her helpless body, his cock still oozing
cum in her cunt, his body still shaking from the orgasm.
"Fuck me," he whispered. "You and me are going to have the
best time in the world, whore. You're gonna learn to do things you
never even heard of before. Jesus, I wish I'd known, I'da brought
a lot more stuff with me. Oh well, we can deal with that later."
Cindy gave another low moan and she felt the pain returning all
over her body, radiating from her ankles and wrists where the
metal had dug deep into her skin. From the backs of her knees,
where her tendons had been so unmercifully stretched for so
long, and most of all from her whipped arse and cunt.
She felt George slowly pull his cock out of her. Her cunt closed
around his cockhead as it went and there seemed to be
something missing there, something she wanted or needed. She
gave a moan and tried to relax. She felt him unclip the cuffs at
her ankles and then untie the rope to her collar. Then he came
around and undid her wrist cuffs and allowed her to stand up.
Rubbing her wrists and ankles and then trying to bring some relief
to her arse, Cindy walked across the floor as she looked at her
tormentor as he sat in one of the chairs and watched her with
amusement.
His cummy cock still hung out of his pants, massive, even when
partially soft. Cindy rubbed her arse and the pain flowed, but it
wasn't so bad anymore. Her fingers worked their way to her
whipped and raw clit, rubbing over it, feeling the wetness of mixed
cum and blood running down the insides of her thighs.
The rubbing gave some relief to her cunt and she continued
running her fingers over it, feeling the soft relief spreading. She
couldn't understand why George had a big grin spreading over his
face.
"Pretty good, slut," he said. "Spread your legs wider, let me see."
Cindy was so terrified of him that she obeyed and let him see her
rubbing her beaten clit.
"Well," she said, tears in her eyes again, "I hope you're satisfied.
You've ruined me, so let me go now."
George laughed. "Ruined you?'- he asked. "I'm going to make
you into the woman you really are. We've only just started, honey.
So brighten up and come with me."
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