For a few moments, there was silence as Dawn’s eyes adjusted to the light after being blind for hours. Then she picked her head up, looking up at him. Dave spoke to her, saying, “Crawl to me, whore.”
To my amazement, Dawn started crawling towards him, tits swaying beneath her, with the chain from the clamps dragging on the floor. I could see the pain on her face. Every time she moved, the clovers pulled tugged on her nipples. Yet she made the crawl forward, until she reached the foot of the dais.
Dave stopped her at that point. “Lay flat on your face, whore, arms out to your sides.” After only a moment’s hesitation, Dawn lowered herself down, crushing her tits beneath her. A sob escaped her lips as the clamps twisted her nipples. She really was a sight, laying there naked. Dave was ready for the next step.
“So, whore, do you remember asking me to hurt you? To beat your tits?” Her reply came through her tears, “Yes, sir.”
Dave continued, “Do you hurt now?” Again, “Yes, sir.”
“Did you like being raped?” Her reply, with a sob, “No, sir.”
“Are you ready for more pain now?” Dawn really started bawling now, but managed to choke out another, “Yes, sir.”
“Good. Because that is what is going to happen to you.” Dave continued, “Stand up and lift your hands over your head.”
As soon as Dawn came up off the floor, I was on her. The steel cuffs on her wrists were pulled off, and quickly replaced with leather suspension cuffs. I pulled the blindfold back over her eyes as well. Dave didn’t want Dawn to see this coming. With the clover clamps still shaking on her nipples, I pulled her hands up high and clipped them to the locking hook over her head.
Seeing this, Dave triggered the motor in the rafters from the remote sitting on the arm of his throne. With a whine, the steel cable pulled Dawn upward, first her arms, then her whole body. It was only a few moments before her body was dangling several inches off the floor. With her heels still on her feet, she tried to flail them around, but was prevented from doing so by the hobble chain. It made an unusual ringing sound as it bounced beneath her. Even more interesting was how her DD’s rode high up on her chest, with the chain between the clamps swinging between them. I could tell from the mask of pain on Dawn’s face that she was already suffering, and she had not even really begun to receive the agony Dave had in store for her this weekend.
I was amazed at the sight. Dave does things to girls that are really over the top. What made it even more interesting is that he was more sophisticated than brutal. He was about to beat Dawn, but do so with style.
Dave let her hang in the dark for several minutes. Dawn’s cries eventually reduced to whimpers, but never really stopped. Finally, she hung still, no longer trying to stand on air. When Dave saw that, he quietly picked up the short but supple whip he had next to his throne. Silently descending the steps, he moved to the side where he could get a good swing at Dawn’s hanging body.
Carefully considering his stroke, Dave stretched back, then swung with all his strength. It was a perfect swing. The whip struck Dawn straight down across her left nipple, tearing the clamp off and making it fall. The force of it dropping caused the right side clamp to pull tight, increasing the pain. Dawn’s scream was piercing. She started bucking in her bonds, her head snapped back, with her long blonde locks falling behind her.
Dave immediately reset himself as Dawn began crying out in pain. He swung again, repeating the strike on her right nipple. The effect was the same, ripping the clover clamp away, dropping them to the floor. Dawn’s scream of pain tore through the basement.
Dawn started begging for mercy. “Please don’t hit me anymore! Please! I can’t take this!” Dave was simple in his response: “Yes you can, whore.”
I had remained silent, but this time, I had to speak. “Do you know why he is whipping you?” I wondered what answer I would get. She responded, “Yes, sir. Because I am a big titted slut.” Wow.
With that, Dave swung again. This time, the whip struck hard on both of Dawn’s DDs, compressing them in the middle. Immediately, he recovered and hit her again and again, faster and harder. Dawn reacted with screams each time, her tits bouncing in every direction, her heels waving beneath her, seeking some contact with the ground, to no avail.
Dave didn’t stop until her had whipped Dawn ten times on her tits. By that point, Dawn’s head was hanging backwards, her long blonde hair dangling behind her. She had stopped screaming, but was clearly still awake. She hung limp, no longer trying to fight. She was just accepting the pain.
With that, Dave stopped for now, dropping the whip on the floor. The beating was enough to hurt, mark, and humiliate her, but not enough to cause permanent harm. Like I said, Dave has class. Dawn’s DDs were quivering, moving up and down with each breath. Dave gave her a minute to rest, then triggered the winch to lower her back to the floor.
Unsurprisingly, Dawn didn’t have the strength to hold herself up. Dave let the cable drop until she collapsed in a pile on the floor. I stepped up and removed the suspension cuffs and replaced the steel ones, then pulled on Dawn’s chain leash until she pulled herself up onto her hands and knees, causing her whipped DDs to swing beneath her again.
Dave stepped up behind her and lowered himself down. When he put the lube bottle to her ass, Dawn immediately tried to scuttle away. Dave wasn’t having any of it. He grabbed her legs and held on, saying, “Hold still, whore. It’s time for me to fuck your really great ass. Everyone else has already had it. My turn.”
I was amazed when she stopped resisting and instead dropped herself down on her hands, raising her ass up to be fucked. Dave didn’t wait. He lubed her up then shoved his cock into her ass, quick and hard.
Dawn immediately screamed again. She clearly wasn’t ready for this. Of course, Dave didn’t care. But he was a little tired of hearing Dawn’s screams of pain. His solution was simple. He turned to me and said, “Stick something in her mouth, will you? My ears need a break.”
Having been the assistant all night, I was happy to oblige. Pulling my pants down, I knelt in front of Dawn and pulled her face up off the floor by the leash. She knew what was coming. Rather than fight, the little whore opened her mouth to take me into her.
Even though I have been fucking Dawn for years now, and seen her do so many amazingly humiliating things, I still am astounded when she does something like this. Clearly, she didn’t like how Dave was treating her, beating her, and abusing her, but yet she did not have to be forced to allow me to fuck her face. I really don’t know what to say about her, besides the fact Dawn undoubtedly was a whore.
Dawn didn’t disappoint. She had been trained by me to be an excellent cocksucker. She knew how to open her throat and take my cock balls deep. She did have this screwy idea that sucking cock wasn’t important because she didn’t get off on it, but I didn’t give a damn. She did know how to use her tongue, and was doing it right now. Working he bottom of my cock with it while milking me with her throat, Dawn did an amazing job on me.