Her mouth was distorted around a large ball gag, pulling her full lips tight around the gag. The young man was standing on a small stool between her legs, slowly pistoning his cock, coated with a thin film of blood, down into Su Lee’s pussy. Su Lee was turned sideways to her, and she shuddered.
..not Su Lee too.
..oh God.
..it was too much.
…
“You like that,” Paul said, his voice hard, “you like seeing your friend get pronged like that?” She shook her head, “Nooo..
.nooo.” “Oh, come on, I saw the films, you loved it.
” She cringed, he had seen the video tapes, a red blush of shame crept into her face, and she tried to drop her head, but he held it up, forcing her to watch Su Lee being viciously raped. She saw the tendons on Su Lee’s inner thighs straining at her position, her small girlish breasts rise and fall with her struggling breath, her pretty, petite face distorted by the gag stretching her jaws obscenely apart; saw a cock, glistening red with Su Lee’s hymen blood, mercilessly slide again and again into the space between her thighs. She choked down a sob at the sight, and felt a tingle crawl up her spine as she thought of her friend’s terror.
“Ah, her comes Ingrid,” Paul said, drawing her eyes away from Su Lee to Ingrid coming through a door at the other end of the room. Karen stared in horror as she met Ingrids piercing blue eyes and saw her smile. Ingrid stood there for a second, her statuesque figure seemingly carved from ivory, the pure whiteness of her nakedness broken only by a black bodice, drawing in her stomach and pushing up and together her impressive breasts; she then began walking toward her.
Karen began to struggle in Pauls strong grip, but he merely dragged her by her neck over to a parallel bar, slamming her thighs painfully into it. Ingrid reached her a moment later and quickly grabbed both her ankles and jerked them apart, attaching them to the cuffs on the vertical bars of the parallel bar. “Please,” she whined, “don’t do this to me.
Please.” Paul ignored her, and Ingrid answered by grabbing a handful of her hair and dragging her torso down waist level, pulling her hips painfully against the parallel bar. She was now stretched taunt across the bar, helpless as Paul pushed her skirt over her hips and began rubbing his hands across her ass, pinching it through her underware.
She squirmed at his touch and tried to pull away from Ingrid as, still grasping her hair, she began to unbutton Karen’s school blouse, revealing Karen’s strong stomach and firm breasts, hanging slightly within a plain white bra. “Two virgins in two weeks,” she heard a voice, the slim young man’s, say, “and that one, let me tell you, is tight.” “Greg, be quiet and get me a pair of sissors; I want to get these panties off,” that was Paul.
She began squirming as Paul began gently slapping her ass and Ingrid began pinching her nipples through her bra, but there was nothing she could do, her arms pinned behind her back and her ankles firmly secured wide apart to the bars. Held there, her mind began to wander, so she did not even notice as her bra and panties were cut off. She thought about Su Lee, and imagined what it had been like for her: to be strung up, practically pulled apart on that metal hoop, hanging like a piece of meat to be used by anyone; to feel the stinging bite of the whip burning across your skin; to twist and squirm and try to escape the punishment, knowing you couldn’t, knowing there was nothing you could do as a man drove his cock mercilessly into you, ripping away your virginity.
…
She was suddenly brought back to reality as she felt Paul slide a finger easily into her cunt. “Damn, she sure is ready to rumble,” Paul exclaimed. Ingrid replied, “I told you, this one gets off on it.
I bet she’s thinking about how much she’d like a hard cock up her right now.” She turned as she heard the door at the opposite end of the room open, and said, “Oh oh, here comes Mercedes; this should be fun.” Turning toward Karen, she knelt down, and placing one hand between her shoulder blades, pulled her head up so she was looking toward Su Lee and Mercedes: “You see, Mercedes _hates_ asians.
” Then she smiled, and said, “this should be fun to watch.” Karen’s back had begun to ache, and her neck was hurting, being pulled back at that awkward angle, but worst of all was the warm feeling which was radiating from her vagina as Paul began to rub his fingers, well lubricated by her juices, against her clitorus. How could she be enjoying this?
Poor Su Lee, poor her…
what was wrong with her? To be turned on by these animals? All these thoughts ran through her mind as she watched Mercedes, carrying a large bullwhip, walk slowly toward Su Lee.
She was wearing a dark red corset, which made her waist practically disappear, attached to which were garters supporting red stockings; her hair was done up in a severe bun, and she had her glasses on. When she reached the hoop, she adjusted it so that Su Lee was hanging upside down, her cunt pointing toward the ceiling. She was so tightly bound to the hoop that it barely relieved any of the strain on her arms.
Karen saw her friend bound, every muscle in her body pulling against the strain of the bondage, and thought, she didn’t know why, she is beautiful, so beautiful. She had always thought Su Lee had a willowy, exotic, beauty, but now she was captivating, and Karen felt little pins and needles travel up and down her spine as she watched her, feeling Paul’s penis rubbing up against her cunt, sliding back and forth against the slippery, swollen lips. Mercedes walked around to the side of Su Lee and unlimbered the whip; suddenly, with a skill Karen found amazing, she drew her arm back and forward, the whip following to strike with a SNAP Su Lee’s upper thigh.
Su Lee screamed through her gag and her beautiful almond eyes popped open, and Karen could see the pain and fear reflected in them. A small bruise began to blacken the red mark the whip had left, and blood started to ooze out of the broken skin. Again a SNAP, and Su Lee’s body trembled, a high keening sound echoed from her throat, through the gag, as her right nipple began to ooze blood.
Su Lee’s keening softened to a ragged sob, then resumed with another SNAP, as her other nipple was struck. Then Mercedes moved in front of her, a little to Karen’s left, and raised the whip in her arm again, bringing it down this time with a THUNK, directly on the front of Su Lee’s vagina. Karen saw blood splatter up from Su Lee’s cunt, and Su Lee howled and shook against her bonds.
Shaking like a leaf, sweat pored down her body as she sobbed into her gag. Karen jerked against the hands and bonds holding her at the sight of that blow, and she gasped as a soft wave of pleasure crashed against her pussy..
.it was good, so good without the pain driving her wild. Putting down the whip, Mercedes went over to the cabinet and took out a thick leather strap, and returned to Su Lee.
Ingrid turned to her, and saying, “Damn, now I’m really hot,” sat down on a pillow almost below the parallel bar, pulling Karen down with her by the hair. Adjusting herself and spreading her legs, she looked Karen in the eyes: “Now, bitch, you’re going to suck me off, and if you don’t make me cum in five minutes, Paul up there is going to fuck you in the ass.” Karen stared at Ingrid, fear coming into her eyes as the strong scent of sex wafted up from Ingrid’s pussy to her.