she opened the door, not knowing what was held behind it and felt her flesh crawl, the fear nearly choking her but the desire and needs she had keeping her going. He had told her the place, she found it easily with the directions He had given her and she eased the creaking door to open. Slipped inside, the hinges moaning with the pains of their movements and she was plunged into darkness. The scent was stale, had anyone been here for awhile? Her thoughs were taken to how to find her way into this darkness and suddenly with no sound at all a hand slippped around her mouth and into her hair. She was lifted from the floor, screaming uselessly into the palm of the hand that trapped her sounds into silence. Her feet kicked and she grabbed at the hands holding her its prisoner, all her fears shattering into what she thought it would be... could be.. and at a frozen moment, the heat between her legs was like never before. A moment passed which seemed like an hour, she dangled from the grip before instantly, there were hands all over her, the sounds of her clothes ripping echoed through the abandoned warehouse. Mixing with her muffled cries which were barely heard as the hand tightens its hold. Nails clawing as the material is shredded from her dangling body, no concern to her whatsoever and she clutches onto the hand that holds a fist in her hair, trying to relieve the pain of her weight. The cold musky air caresses her now bared flesh, soft stroking hands flow over her and she blinks into the blackness that has engulfed her. Pounding, her heart nearly leaps from her chest, her breasts heaving against the roaming hands, caressing, over her.. what seems like hundreds. A blindfold captures her gaze into the darkness, and her fears heighten, trembling she is let go.. and falls to the ground. A deep rumbling voice, hissing low against her ear speaks. A Man's voice, moist with dominance. "Do not touch that blindfold, whore. Oh yes, that is what you are. Our whore, all of us will be using you for our little toy. Filling your fuckholes, seeing how well you can scream for us, bitch." A soft touch of His fingers trail over her cheek, down to her chin and lifts her face. Tears had welled up into her eyes, spilling forth and captured into the cloth that covers her eyes and she lifts her face at the touch of His fingers. A slap rings in her ears as her head snaps back, the pain throbbing in her cheek and tangles of auburn fall over her face. Her hands catching the fall to the floor, she pants, her head spinning from her sight taken away and instantly she is jerked up to her knees with a fistful of her hair clenched by Him.
She fell to her knees, feeling the instant bruises
and silence. All the hands had disappeared and now there was nothing. Nothing.
The blackness that she was left in felt cold against her bare flesh, shivers
coursed through her. The screaming silence pierced her ears before the whispery
sound of His breath broke through. She felt her nipple trapped between two
strong fingers, her mouth fell open as her heart pounded, she wanted to
cry and tears filled her eyes. Never in her life had she felt so much fear.
It was too much. This is not what she had expected! Not what she had bargained
for, and oh, how she had bargained. Would it be with her life? The pressure
grew till she was forced to grit her teeth, her hands, sweaty and digging
against her thighs as she knelt, frozen in her fear. You love this don’t
you my little slut. His voice searing her ears, underlying with cruelness
she could feel to her toes. She swallowed and two hands slid from behind,
gently cupping her breasts, two hands slid down between her inner thighs,
spreading them so slowly as her breasts were held, filling the palms of
a Man’s hands. Her nipples rolled between sure fingertips, pressing
just hard enough to send a tiny slice of pain down between her legs. This
Man knew exactly what to do to get what He wanted. Oh God, this was too
much. She felt more hands around her throat, tilting her head back and her
mouth opened. Another pair of hands grasped her wrists, crossing them at
the small of her back. I bet my little slave is wet. She heard him say and
trembled. Oh gawd was she wet and now realizing it more than ever, her back
arched and she pushed her thighs wider from such few words. Laughter filled
her ears and she struggled to turn her face,
humiliated and full of shame at what she had done and the gripof hands that
encased her throat tightened, holding her in place. A hand struck her face
and she jerked with a cry, held up once more with grasp of hands placed
around her neck. Tears, salty, slipped from beneath the blindfold and she
tasted her pain. You only move when I tell you, bitch. You will do nothing
unless I allow it. A fist jerked her head back by her hair to emphasize
His words. Is that clear, my slut? The loud slap still ringing in her ears
till she screamed. Fingers. She was not able to tell how many, thrusting
between her thighs, stretching her and every hand that was touching her
tightened. She choked. Yes!! She couldn't breath and her screams turned
to gurgling cries as His hand continued to tighten. His words took any control
she had left That is ‘Yes, Master’ my little slave, and you will
not enjoy that pleasure till I have
deemed you worthy, which you are not. A nasty fuck toy to have those holes
filled between your legs. She struggled in this losing battle and the fingers
kept thrusting, harder, deeper, raping her with pain. More fingers and His
hand kept tightening, her hands clawed into the open air, the hands against
her inner thighs pushing them further apart till her body was arched. A
slap to her face, then another, the hand around her throat letting just
enough air pass through for her to choke as she sucked it into her lungs.
She screamed, stunned with the pain, her breasts bounced as more hands struck
her. Her mouth suddenly filled with a cock. She sucked hard, tasting the
thickness in her mouth and barely able to get air as the thick shaft started
to thrust. She squealed, fingers found her ass and thrust in. One. Two.
Three. Good God! Each thrust driving into her in sync. Her sight taken away,
making her panic, unable to see the cock filling her, the fingers thrusting
into her pussy and ass. Each of the hands,
gripping, marking her breasts and tugging at her inner thighs, spreading
them wider. The tightness around her throat lessened as the cock pushed
in. Deep. Rounding the curve of her throat, her head drawn back as the fist,
clutched into her hair, pulled back, the shaft pushed inside. Stretching
the tight sheath of her throat and instantly the hands stroked her neck.
Feeling the thickness moving in and out. The large cock, that she would
have bet was the largest she had ever had in her mouth, silenced her cries.
Her head was forced still as the strokes continued. The fingers that kept
up their abuse thrust in and held. Just stretching and throbbing leaving
her to squirm helplesly impaled. Filled. Her mind reeled as the thick shaft
yanked
out, sucking the air into her lungs as the thick head, dripping the pre
cum, slapped her face. Suck it, you cock hungry whore! Again, her mouth
was filled, sliding into her throat as her head was yanked back into place
and the fingers, that had stilled, started their
abuse once more. She screamed as her body was jerked up to her knees. The
hard thrusts of the fingers drove in. She was roughly yanked back and forth
like a rag doll. More fingers and she shrieked around the thick cock fucking
her mouth like it was nothing but a cunt. The hands tightened on her throat
and lifted her. Her hands, bound at the small of her back, clawed as she
was used. Hard. A voice was heard, harsh and controlling. Cum fuck slut!
Now you whore. Show Me what a
nasty cunt you are, loving all those holes filled. She knew she was going
to die. Her body did as it were bid and within the instant the words filled
her ears, she exploded. Sharp snaps of a whip slashed her breasts as her
body started to convulse. The thrusts drove deeper, even harder, bringing
her over the edge of pain and into the darkness of pleasure. The cock in
her mouth erupted, bypassing her mouth and coating her throat with cum.
Down into her belly, filled with the thick spraying ropes of white. The
fingers slide out and were
replaced by wet tongues, pushing into the soaking wet holes, wiggling into
her pussy and ass. Each nipple surrounded into the same hot wetness. The
cock that had given her its gift slipped from between her lips and a warm
mouth, taking a passionate kiss, covered hers. Taking the taste of cum still
held in her mouth. Her body throbbing in pain as she was caressed with the
tenderness she didn’t know existed. The kiss possessed the last of
her cries, panting and struggling
to catch her breath she collapsed against Him.
She woke up, blinking her eyes slowly. She swallowed,
her throat was dry and she tasted cum that had been fed to her. How long
has she slept? She heard voices and lifted to her hands, the chain clanked
against the cold floor and she lifted her hand, taking it between her fingers
and slowly followed its length to find a leather collar fastened and locked
about her neck. She blinked. She was naked, collared and laying on a floor
in the dark. She heard voices and fear shot through her instantly, frozen
and not knowing exactly what else she could do. She stuffed her fist into
her mouth and held back her cries. Trembling, she waited. The voices grew
louder, she knew they were coming and the sounds of their steps rang in
her ears. She could see a light and she winced for the darkness had nearly
blinded her. Turning her head she heard one Man say
Well, out little baby is awake. She turned slowly, lifted her eyes and swallowed.
He bent down on His haunches, fully clothed, with her sitting on the floor
naked and collared. And, how is my fuck toy doing? She blinked, still trying
to get used to the light and moistened her lip, searching her entire body
to come up with something to say to a simple question such as that and she
couldn’t. She stared at Him. He was beautiful and she, forgetting exactly
her condition for the moment, squirmed. He threw back His head and laughed,
reached out after that bout of laughter had left Him feeling rather well
and took the leash. Wrapping it around His large hand, He whispered as He
rose. Come, my little pet, lets see how much you can amuse Me. She quickly
obeyed and gathered to her feet. His look was enough to make her cry out
and she stumbled back, only to back into another Man and He grabbed her
by the hair in a tight fist and lowered her instantly back to her knees.
Crawl. Hissed the voice from behind her. She trembled and looked up to the
beautiful Man, this Man that seemed to be the leader and she whispered.
I am sorry. He then squatted, tracing a large fingertip over her soft lips
and slid it in between, filling her mouth and held His finger still as He
stared through her. You want to please Me, my pet? He felt the softness
of her mouth draw His finger in further as she nodded and He smiled. This
master will be pleased unless you forget your place, baby. You are Mine
and will act as nothing more than a possession. Everything you do I control.
What you eat, what you wear, how you speak, when you breath. On the emphasis
of that word He pushed His finger deeper into her mouth and she choked.
His other hand, the leash wrapped around it, pulled her forward and His
finger slid into her throat. Holding her with the leash, not allowing her
to gag as the large finger entered. Her eyes were wide on His and He moved
His finger as He held her there. The chain pulled taut and the tip of His
finger sliding a bit deeper. She felt tears fill her eyes and slide down
her cheeks. He leaned down, gently licking the tears away as His finger
pushed deeper still, forcing her head to tilt back. He whispered after kissing
the wet places He had licked, His breath hot against her wet cheek. Tears
feed Me, baby, and they are Mine. When I want them you will give them gladly,
slut. And with that, He withdrew His finger
and rose. She swallowed instantly and choked, closed her eyes tight and
felt a tremor wash over her, rickling heat, which was fear and excitement.
Yes, she would die and she knew it. She looked up to find Him turned away,
speaking with a few Men about something she couldn’t hear, and at this
moment, doubted she wanted to. Her eyes fell to the chain that lay grasped
into the strength of His hand. She swallowed and knelt quietly save the
sound of her own breathing whispering in
the silence. She felt a tug at the leash and whimpered. He turned and smiled
to her. We are ready now, my pet. Heel. With those words spoken, she obeyed
and crawled slightly behind Him to His left side. She was led into a small
room and as the door closed, the creaking hinges echoed to a loud clicking
sound. It was locked, and her
heart plummeted. He released the hold on her leash and clink clanked to
the floor. She stared at it for what seemed like forever before lifting
her eyes around the room. Candles were flickering, soft and white, throughout
the small room. And in its center was a small platform type table, covered
in a leather tarp. She blinked realizing how many Men were there, she, for
the moment, seemed to have been forgotten as they each moved around. Sconces
on the walls held flickering fire, casting shadows over the figures, each
busily working at a task, no doubt, set by the Master. Ten, no, there had
to have been more. She counted in her mind as she watched and her lips must
have been moving because a Man who she had not yet counted squatted beside
her, brushed her hair from a bare shoulder and whispered. There are so many
here to use you
aren’t there. At that instant she jerked back, her face flushed and
she trembled. His fingers twirled around a curl that had fallen haphazardly
over her shoulder. Her eyes were wide, blue and as dark as midnight. The
flickering candlelight wove shades of autumn
through the rippling waves. He cupped her chin and whispered before His
lips took hers in a master’s kiss. And you will be used, baby. She
heard a Man’s growl and the Man that had whispered left her. She scooted
back till she felt the wall behind her and closed her
eyes, willing herself to think, figure out what day it was, the time, to
calm down. Dark lashes fluttered open and she was stunned, face to face
with the beautiful Man. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at
Him, her eyes searching His face and she stayed silent
in her appraisal. He was squatting down on His haunches, simply watching
her. It made her shiver to her toes. Whatever He wanted, god she wanted
to do for him. He was strong, she could see that and the thought of Him
inside her made her stomach tighten and she felt the wetness between her
legs. He must have sensed what she was thinking. Or perhaps read right through
her eyes with His piercing gaze. His hand lowered and one word was spoken
as He paused. Spread. And, she did. Her thighs moved to part instantly and
she could feel the wetness trying to escape. Knowing it would the moment
the smooth lips of her pussy were to part. Her face flushed again and she
squirmed. His finger started from the bottom, finding the tiny hole of her
ass and sliced up through the lips, letting the liquid trickle out. His
finger never stopped and her body jerked as it was drug harshly over her
clit. A cry filled the room and the Men that had been busy walked over to
Him, standing, and watched silently. Her eyes flew upwards to His face as
His now wet finger continued, leaving a glistening trail over her stomach,
between her breasts and to her lips, which were now parted as she panted.
He stared at her hard. Beg. Oh god, she was going to die, just die from
this Man’s power over her and she
cried out helplessly. “Master, please, let me taste.” This must
have pleased Him and she could feel her heart beating once more as His finger
slid over her lips then into her mouth. Never in her entire life had she
ever had this much pleasure simply from a Man’s finger sliding into
her mouth. It was Him and she needed more at that moment then she had ever
needed in her life. And, at that moment of her greatest need, there wasn’t
anything she wouldn’t have done for Him. His finger fell free of her
hungry mouth and He could see the
stark disappointment in her midnight blue gaze. The same finger pressed
to her lips, when He saw she would speak and He whispered. “No.”
He rose to His feet and left her nearly in tears from the passion that was
flaming through her. She watched Him walk to the table,
point to her and give the command. Bring her. Instantly she was hauled up
into the Men’s arms and brought over to the table. Her arms and legs
were spread and secured by straps of leather. Her upper arms were held close
to her shoulders against the table. A slat was dropped at her feet and her
head and her legs were spread in mid air with her knees bent. Her head was
lowered and she dangled, only her torso supported by the table and her body
open, so vulnerable to all of those Men. She squirmed on the table and felt
her nipples moist with warmth that she couldn’t see. She felt the thickness
of two cocks placed into the small palms of her hands. Her fingers quickly
started stroking, expert thumbs sliding over the head, spreading the wetness
around before stroking back down the shaft. This made her hips
move and she was panting without knowing it. A finger found her mouth and
she knew it was His. Her lips parted and a soft cry was heard then muffled
as she sucked, tasting herself once more. She felt the
thickness of something probing, pushing between the cheeks of her ass. Something
cold sliding into her pussy, a bite of pain on her nipples. She squealed
and twisted, sucking harder on His finger till He jerked it away. A cry
echoed in the small room. She lay there
writhing, feeling the pain, the cold steel feeling inside her pussy and
the thickness, probing and not entering her ass. He looked to the Man that
was poised between her legs. Reached down, stroking His
cock and found her mouth. Looked down to Him once more and nodded. Instantly
they both thrust. Her ass was torn as His thick meat ripped it open. Her
mouth was filled, taking her cries and thrusting them back
into her throat. Her back arched from the deep harsh pain at both ends of
her body. Her breasts were slapped instantly and the cocks that filled her
shoved harder. Deeper. Her nipples were pulled by the chain that connected
the clamps. Tiny slivers of pain ripped
through her.