“Sensible girl Princess. Now then, do as the man said and get your tits out for us.”
They went to sit down in the arm chairs and settees which formed a half circle round the fire with her in the centre. She looked round, there was no way out. She unfastened her cuffs, unfastened the buttons on her blouse and very slowly opened it then slowly slipped it off her shoulders so it fell to the floor and she stood topless, her shoulders hunched to try to cover or hide her naked breasts.
Rod got up and went to her. He stood behind her and pulled her shoulders back.
“Come on, stand up straight, push your tits out so we can see them, didn’t anyone tell you not to slouch like that?”
She stood with her shoulders being pulled back, knowing how it was thrusting her breasts forward to them all. Rod’s hands left her shoulders and slipped round her, cupping her breasts as he stood behind her, cupping them and jiggling them. He was surprisingly gentle, although she did not realise that this part of his well worn routine to get her a little more at ease before they started on her properly.
He squeezed her breasts and pulled and pinched her nipples.
“Look lads, what lovely big nipples, and such large, brown rings round them as well. She really feels lovely, a lovely handful I can tell you and judging by the size and state of her nipples she’s beginning to enjoy it now, and so she should.”
She knew her nipples were betraying her but half naked, surrounded by strangers who were going to shag her, one of them already groping her, she knew her nipples would have to be erect but it did not mean she wanted this. She tried again.
“Please, let me go now – you’ve had your fun, let me get dressed and let me go now before things get out of hand. I promise I won’t say anything – I can’t – I don’t know who you are or where we are. Please let me go now.”
Rod made no reply but simply clicked his fingers and she heard pulleys squeak as the rings were lowered.
“I warned you what would happen if you resisted” he told her as he pushed her to stand by the lowered rings. Her wrists were fastened to the rings.
“If I were you I would hold the rings to take your weight otherwise it will all be on your wrists” he advised her as the rings were raised, this time lifting her weight. She quickly grabbed the rings with each hand while she could to hold her weight off the cuffs around her wrists.
She was raised until she was on tip toes. Rod walked in front of her, slapping the crop against the flat of his hand.
“I told you what I would do to you so you have only yourself to blame for this. First it will be your right tit.”
With that he stepped back, aimed at her right breast and then sharply brought it down across her breast. She screamed. The men cheered. Rod raised it again.
“This time, it will be your right nipple” – he brought it slashing down across her right nipple, the pain cutting through her again, making her scream again.
“This time we’ll give your left nipple a go then I’ll just go where I like.”
He crisscrossed the crop over her breasts and nipples, making her scream each time. When he stopped he stepped closer into her and fondled her burning breasts as he spoke.
“Do you feel a bit more like joining in now? eh? Or do I carry on with this – I don’t mind either way myself – quite a few of my friends here enjoy watching this and I’m quite happy to carry on with the crop all night if you want – its completely up to you.” All this was said in such a reasonable voice that it was quite unreal but she knew it was very real, she knew he really would carry on with the crop all night if she gave him an excuse.
She mumbled faintly “stop you bastard, I can’t take any more. I’ll do what you want.”
He slashed down hard across each breast. “Don’t you ever talk to me like that. Now tell me again but this time with more respect.”
“I’m sorry” she sobbed, “please don’t hit me again, I can’t take any more, I’ll do whatever you want.”
He teased her. “But you don’t know what I want you to do – how do you know you are willing to do it? Are you saying you will do anything for us, whatever we tell you?”
She knew that was exactly what she was saying – nothing could be worse than the pain from the crop.
“Yes, I’ll do whatever you want of me.”
“OK then – lower her down lads.”
She was untied and they allowed her a few moments to get the circulation back into her arms before Rod told her “kneel down in front of me.”
She kneeled down in front of him. She thought she knew what was now going to happen. She was not wrong.
Rod spoke crudely to her. “Princess, I am going to fuck your royal mouth. You are going to unfasten my trousers and take out my cock and you will suck it, you will suck it well otherwise I shall have you tied up again and this time I shan’t stop. Now, get gobbling.” They all laughed at her treatment.
She reached for his zip and unfastened him. She was fond of oral sex, both sucking and being sucked, and was proud of her abilities so she was confident she could please him enough to stop him hurting her. She reached into his fly and found he was not wearing underwear so his cock sprung out quite easily. She was pleasantly surprised. It was clean and smelled nice, her big fear was of uncleanliness. He was large but not enormous, she knew she could take him in her mouth and in her cunt later which she knew was going to happen. Might as well get on with it.
She gave him her best, sucking him in deeply as she stroked his shaft and cupped his hairy balls, until he pulled back. “That’s better. Now I don’t want to come just yet although later you’ll have plenty of come in your mouth, and everywhere else as well” he laughed.
“Stand up and get the rest of your kit off. Your mouth is good – lets see what your other holes are like, eh lads?”
She worried at this – did they mean they would use her arse as well? She did not like that – it was too painful unless she was very aroused so she rarely did it like that which meant she was tight so it hurt even more.
She lowered her jeans, standing there in just her small white pants until she saw the look on Rod’s face and quickly hooked her thumbs into the waistband and lowered these also, stepping out of them as they fell.
“That’s much better. Now lets see everything – walk around a bit and turn around for us so we can see all of you. Go on, parade for us like a fashion model.”
She paraded up and down the room, receiving very appreciative noises from them all.
“Now, come back here.” She stood in front of him.
“Give us a guided tour of your body, and don’t use the text book words, we like to hear our Princesses talk dirty, otherwise it will be back up on your toes for another session with the crop girl. Start at the mouth and work your way down, taking in all the sexy bits – just to make it more interesting, anything you miss out will be cropped, so include everything for us.”
This worried her. What should she include. She started pointing.
“My mouth” running her fingers round her mouth provocatively. They cheered. She realised she was on the right track.