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A man approached Ashley in the dark. The trembling, bared beauty looked at him intensely, trying to make out his features, to recognize him. "I'm scared. Please don't hurt me."

The man pressed a finger to Ashley's lips, silencing her. "A lot of masters would punish you for speaking out of turn like that, little tease. They would smack you hard, maybe give you a whipping or a spanking and then they would shut you up with a gag or a cock in your mouth." Ashley gulped as the man clamped his hand over her pretty, tear-streaked face. "I'm not going to though," he soon said, much to the girl's relief. "I want to see your big blabby mouth move as a gossipy, snotty girl like you moves it before I teach you what it was made for."

"You mean you're going to make me give you head?" Ashley asked.

"Well, what did you think you were here for?" the man said with a snort. "But you do have permission to talk a little first so you might as well say what's on your mind. I like to hear my sluts whine, actually, so, as long as my turn lasts, here's the deal. Whenever your mouth isn't gagged or filled with cock, you're completely free to say whatever you want and you won't be disciplined for the content of what you say so long as your body obeys me without struggling. Deal?"

"Do I have a choice?" Ashley asked. The man just laughed.

"Have you had any choice so far Bitch? You're like every other cock tease. Showing her shit and then leaving the men hanging. Oh, you'll take the drinks and smile a little smile and show a little more leg or tit, but in the end you're just a cock tease. Now you'll be a gang banged whore. I love it when you bitches whine and beg."

Ashley couldn't believe what she was hearing. This couldn't be happening. This had to be a nightmare. She was a flirt but this couldn't be happening. She won the game. She told the other she would meet them at the bar for celebratory drinks. HOw the hell had happened?

Ashley was pulled back from her thoughts as the man tripped her and she fell to the floor. It was a dirt floor and the dirt clung to her sweaty breasts.

"Damn you're a clumsy dirty bitch." The man pulled her to her knees by her throat. She couldn't breathe and gasped for breath when he let go. She had barely taken a breath when he rammed his thick cock down her throat. He gave her no tiome to beg or plead. She was afraid. Again she couldn't breathe. He held her tightly by her hair and kept shoving her face closer, further down his cock.

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Whatever Ashley was going to say was lost as the cock plunged down her throat. A thin coat of dirt clung to her essentially bare belly and her heaving breasts, both soaked with sweat. She made a vague moaning noise around the mouth stuffing cock as those cheeks puffed out. Brown eyes looked up into the darkness, pleading.

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She started to gag. SHe had never taken a cock so deep in her mouth. She had tried a few times with her ex-boyfriend, but she always felt like throwing up. THis man liked the feeling of her gaging on his massive cock. He was in charge. He decided if she breathed or passed out or never breathed again. It was a powerful feeling. It was power. He was enjoying her throat swalling and tightening around his cock.

As the panic grew in Ashley's mind. She knew she had to breathe. She had to do something anything. Tears streamed down her face and trickled down onto her breasts. She was afraid to anger this man. She knew he didn't car about her. The panic grew.

He wanted her to pass out around his cock, his hand holding her up by her hair. The cock tease should be punished. He might as well enjoy her punishment. He saw the snot on her lip and her tears. It added to his power. Suddenly the bitch did something he did not expect. He felt her teeth on his shaft.

He ripped her off his cock and pulled her to her feet by her hair. "Bitch. Fucking Cunt. What the fuck do you think you are doing?" He had never been so enraged. None of the sniveling little cunts had ever challenged him. After all he liked being the first man to use them. They were grateful he only wanted head. At least in the beginning that was what he wanted. This was an ungrateful little piece of shit. How fucking dare she.

He held her hair tightly. His fist balled tightly and slammed into Ashley's face. But he didn't let go. Her face, numb at first throbbed with immense pain. Her scalp felt like someone had cut it.

He hit her again this time in the throat. She gaged and gasped for breath. She could no longer make a sound. This blow was more controled on his part. He knew exactly how hard to hit her there. He dropped her to the dirt floor. Chunks of her hair stuck to his sweaty palm. He calmly picked them from his hand and threw them in her face. In seconds, the pain took her to a calm place of unconsciousness.

Having only a few hours before been a sucessful and fun-loving athlete, Ashley was now unconscious in the dirt. Her nicely muscled body was nude and her sweaty flesh was caked in dirt. Her hair was a mess and blood was dripping out of her mouth. Her arms were in a tight arm binder and her legs were hobbled at the knees and ankles. A collar was fitted snugly around her neck.

The man bent down to wake her back up but there was a bit of a murmur in the crowd. These men, none of whom could really be called good, seemed to feel he might have gone a bit far. He glared at them but eventually Ashley was taken off the floor to rest and the next girl was marched on. Her name was Elizabeth and she had been captured, not for being a tease, but for being arrogant and demeaning towards others. She was marched out in a pair of sneakers, her glasses and nothing else. She has a somewhat plump figure and short brown hair. She was bound more simply than Ashley with a simple thong binding her wrist and a snug collar around her neck. She gulped as she saw the unconscious Ashley dragged off.

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Tim

Timothy walked in behind Elizabeth. A tall, mysterious Asian with a black goatee, he wore a riding crop on his belt. Elizabeth was bent over a leather horse. Her leash was attached to her collar and then to the end of the horse. her ankles were tied to the ends of the legs of the horse.....her ass and pussy exposed, Tim takes his riding crop and lays it gently on her ass. The end of the crop had a small leather horse attached to it. He takes aim and SMACK!! A red spot appears....He strikes her again and again.....until 20 strokes of the crop lands on each cheek........he then lays the crop across her ass like a cane and SWISH!! five welts rise before he stops. His shaft is swollen and ready.

Elizabeth frowned deeply as the leash was fixed to her collar and her plump form was then pulled forward over the horse. Her sneakered feet dug in slightly as her handlers took hold of her ankles but it was no use. Her ankles were soon tied tight, the rope digging roughly into her soft, white skin. And then the crop lands. She lets out a rough grunt.Her grunts turn to sobs and then to wails as tears pour from her brown eyes under her glasses. The glasses themselves slide down her nose a little. As he prepares himself, she cries out, "Sir! Please, sir! Just one request first! Please!"

The crop lands on her asscheeks again and again. She shrieks in pain and struggles against her bonds. Tim takes his shaft in his hands and moves around to her waiting mouth...."Open wide, slut!" he says. He shoves his cock into her orofice. Then he grabs her head.

"Come on," she grumbles as he seemingly ignores her entirely. She makes a fresh effort for freedom, tugging her head back against the leash, choking herself slightly before she gives up, gasping. Why wouldn't he listen? It was such a simple thing! She gulps a little as he forces his cock into her wet, sloppy mouth. Her glasses slide forward off her nose, perching for a moment on that violating cock.

Meanwhile, the unconscious Ashley had been taken to a backroom and laid in a bed. Her bonds were removed but her ankle was chained to the bed. She was kept comfortable for now but, as they became removed from the event, her sympathy was expiring. She would not get off with only one man just because he had gone a bit over the line. However, she would be allowed some time to rest in comfort, bound only by a long chain and, as she had begged earlier, she would be bought a new uniform when the men were finished with her.

Tim withdrawls his shaft from elizabeth's wet mouth. He moves behind her at her red behind........he grips her asscheeks and presses his cock against your tight hole....he can feel her quiver.......he gives her asscheeks a pinch!! god they are so pink. I yearn to penetrate her hole.....i begin to press in further......and further......

"Sir!" Elizabeth screeched at the top of her lungs as her glasses started to fall. "Catch them!"

Ashley awoke confused and groggy. She had hoped it had been nothing more than a horrible nightmare. Yet here she was with her ankle chained to the bed. The tears ran down her face. Her throat was sore. Her head had crusts of blood on it. She was covered in dirt. She wiped off as much of the dirt as she could with her hands.

The man who harmed her stood in the darkness of the room. The room was small with concrete wall adorned with hooks, pulleys, and a extensive supply of paddles, rope, whips, and crops. The man hidden in the dark, Adam, held a black leather crop in his hands. He was waiting for Ashley to awaken. He thought of waking her with the crop, but he wanted to see the fear of her situation wash over her athletic body.

Adam should not have been there. No one was supposed to come into the back rooms unless they were taking a girl out to the arena or back from the arena. The back room was a place of rest and medical attention. Adam's rage overtook his oath to follow the rules. He would personally see that Bitch taken care of.

Ashley pulled on the chain to test it. She crawled onto the floor to see if she could reach anything to help her. God, please let there be something in my reach anything to use as a weapon, anything to get this damn chain off of me. She didn't know where she was, but it didn't matter. She did not want to stay here. Anywhere would be better than here.

Adam moved closer to her slowly. he didn't want Ashley to hear him yet. He wanted to see that look of shock and fear. He wanted that same look that she had when she was first brought into the arena.

Ashley's arms were outstretched on the floor. Her eyes scanned for anything in the dirt. A sharp crack hit her hand. It was the crop. She screamed and cowered looking for the source. "It's you. Please, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was just so afraid. I ..."

Adam hit her directly on her left nipple. "Do you like it Bitch?" Ashley screamed again. She covered as much of her naked body as she could. "Do you like the pain Ashley?" Ashley scrambeld back on to the bed. It was the most distance she could put between herself and this man. Adam quietly stated, "You didn't answer me. Do you like the pain?" Asley was surprised, "No, no how could anyone like pain." The man was much more quiet than he was earlier. His calmness made her even more fearful.

"You cunt will call me Master Adam or Sir. Any other response will result in more pain. Not that you won't be in pain anyway." This cunt had humiliated him in the arena. She had made others question his place here. She had to be punished and he had to do it.

Adam takes the rope from his bag and begins to wrap it around Ashley's wrists..."So you won't cooperate, huh bitch." He pulls her forward and ties her wrists to the bed.....He places the pillow under her belly, then looks at her ass. It points up to him, pale except for a few marks the crop has left. He raises it in the air and SPLAT! He begins the punishment. Again and again, the crop rains on her defenseless behind.

He aims again......SPLAT!! She struggles to avoid the blows but his hand presses on her lower back, keeping her still. SPLAT!! Her ass is turning a bright red, a constrast with her pale skin.

Are you enjoying this? He laughs.

"No, sir!" she cries out as the crap slaps her tight, athletic ass again and again, leaving angry red welts. Adam, of course, could care less if she was enjoying it. The other men, he knew, would likely be even more pissed once they found out but they would get over it. It was no bigger a deal than a guy a bit too rough with his pets. And they were already going to spoil the bitch with a new uniform and some other treats when it was over. He figures whatever pain he took out of her hide she would be paid for...and might eventually learn to like. Ashley closed her eyes tightly. Tears were running down her cheeks as she kicked her athletic legs. She was held down firmly by her back. After what seemed an eternity, he stopped whipping her. He walked around in front of her and pressed on either side of her jaw, forcing her mouth open. He stuck his cock in.

Tim looks up in faint annoyance. He had no particular desire to break her glasses but he thought it was a bit of a distraction. Surely it was a triviality while he was claiming Elizabeth's succulent body. Still, his mood was broken. Annoyedly, he walked around in front of her and picked the glasses up off the floor. He jerked his cock a few times and came all over them before putting them back on her. "They didn't break. You bugged me for nothing, cunt," he said before moving around behind her, slowly slipping into her pussy this time.

Adam grabbed Ashley's head and held it steady while he pumped his swollen shaft in her mouth....it drove into her throat, making her gag, as he pulled her hair and head forward. "Suck the tip, bitch......yes suck it hard!!" His head rose and he exclaimed "aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!"

He finally withdrew, and climbed on the bed. His legs on both sides of hers....he pressed his cock against her tight hole.......He began to push in........

Ashley moaned a little as her sex was penetrated. The tight walls contracted around the hard cock as it forced its way into her. She whimpered a little, squirming under his hard fucking.

And Elizabeth...

I'm there 4 you. You name the time and place.

i begin pumping...first in....then out......deeper and deeper my shaft invades her wet pussy........god you are tight....I raise my hand and SWAT!! You shiver as I spank your ass.....and you get so much tighter.......I raise my head and exclaim...."aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!" You feel so good...

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I am so tired thought Ashley. He won't stop. I can't make him stop. She felt so raw, swollen, and bruised. She knew she had to cooperate. Anything less than total obediance would only result in more pain. maybe that was the way to stop him. Maybe she should just stop fighting. She didn't bite his cock again; she didn't dare.

She hadn't had sex in months. She had broken up with her boyfriend months ago. Yeah, she went clubbing, but never had any one-night stands. Is that what she was being punished for? Did that make her a cock tease? Her head spun out of control with all these thoughts.

He slapped her ass again. She remembered when her boyfriend had done that. She never knew it could feel so good. This was starting to feel good. How in the hell could this start to feel good?

He was so large in her tight pussy. He filled her. She gripped him tightly when he surprised her with another spank. He plunged deeper in her and his skin slammed into her welts. It stung badly. She wanted more of him in her, but she couldn't do that. She was not some whore, some slut. She was s feminist. She just need sex. That was why it started to feel good. He wasn't turning her on it was a physical need he was fufilling.

That's what she told herself, but she knew it wasn't true. She realized she was scream and groaning. God I hope he doesn't hear me. I hope he isn't listening to me.

Adam pulled her hair. Another deep moan escaped from her lips. She pushed back against him.

Adam untied Ashley's bonds. He dragged her to the kitchen and threw her onto the kitchen table. Her breasts pressed against the cold table. He took the rope and retied her wrists and pulled her to the front of the table. He attached the wrists there. He then tied her ankles to the legs of the table, spreading her wide and exposing her ass and pussy. He then opened a drawer and took out the switch they had cut that monring. He laid it across her welted ass and took aim.......

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The switch landed, as he had intended, where her ass and legs joined. He knew it would be painful. Her nipples already ached from the crop and were creully punished by the cold metal table. The switch forced her to push into the table even more. She yelped when he hit her. Adam took the switch and roughly dragged it accross her welted ass. He scrached her inner thighs and then her pussy lips and then her sexy star.

This is not for your enjoyment cunt. This is punishment. You will not cum. I will not give you that pleasure. You will struggle on the edge and I will only deny you. You will beg me and plead with me. I have no mercy for you slut. You will have no choice but to take it and you will want it.

He threw the switch down and slid his finger across her welts. He pinched her right asscheek hard.....He watched as her ass shook with fear. He then went to the fridge and took out the cucumber and carrot. She had seen him used them before in her pussy and ass. He put them in front of her face and asked her "which one?"

Neither she thought. She didn't want something so hard and cold in her. Her holes ached. She just needed it to stop.

"Please, no more. I'm sorry. Just stop. I can't take anymore."

"You'll take whatever I want to give you. You cunt, don't have a choice. Answer the fucking question!" He loved hearing her beg and plead. Her cries were making him hard again.

"The carrot." It was not as large as the cucumber. Maybe he would have mercy. He hadn't shown any yet, but she was still hoping. He took the carrot and shoved it in her pussy the large top end in first. He pushed her head down roughly and she didn't look up again. Brutally he sawed it in her pussy. He used many angles looking for her g-spot. He would make her hot and then deny her any pleasure. He found it and smashed it with the rough carrot.

Ashley was already so sore. The large carrot had not had the top removed. The leaves were cut short, but were dead and sharp. It was like having paper cuts all over her g-spot. She whined and moaned. "Please stop; it hurts."

"You fucking slut. You haven't been saying Sir and look at how wet you are. Whore you are such a pain slut. I am enjoying punishing you. Who would have guessed that such a prick tease would like it so rough?" He worked it deeper and harder punching into her.

Suddenly he stopped moving the carrot. "Bitch, you better hold that in." He grabbed the cucumber and without any lube, he shoved it deep in her ass.

Ashley couldn't have cried out any louder than she did. She assumed it was the cucumber that was ripping her asshole. Her rectum burned. He pushed the cucumber all the way in her.slapped her ass hole moving the cucumber deeper. It tore through her. "Don't let it drop." Again he slapped her ass. He began shoving the carrot in her pussy again while he continued to rain down blows all over her already welted ass. Once in a while he would just rake his nails accross the welts.

He pulled out the cuke from her sore asshole. "How did you like that, cunt?" he asked. "Please sir, no more, please" she pleaded. "We have just started" he answered back. With that, he pulled the carrot from her pussy......She gasped as the carrot was pulled from her sore cunt.

He pressed it against her tight asshole, then pushed it in. One inch went in....then another.....Ashley's ass shook with fear as the sharp point of the carrot entered her anal canal.

He pushed it in further and further. The top of the carrot is almost in....One final thrust and.......

I screamed again. He slapped the carrot in my ass. The pointy tip scratching inside me and making me bleed. My screams only encouraged him. He spanked me harder and harders. All I could do was cry. My snot was beginning to choke me. "I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." Suddenly he stoped. I could hear his footsteps walk away. I prayed he would leave me here. I heard a creek as something opened. Then I heard something slam shut. Was it the door? Was it that cabinet I had seen earlier? My heart fell as I heard him walk back over to me.

"Do you know what I have in my hand?" "No Sir." "its a wooden paddle with the work slut cut out. Everyone who sees you from now on will see it written all over you."

He raised the paddle and SMACK!! Her body pushed forward on the table...SMACK!! She cried out. SMACK!! Her ass shivered in pain. SMACK!!

There was a knock at the door. I let the person in. A blindfold was placed over her eyes. More rope was wrapped around her thighs. She was not able to move them. He began to take some tools from his bag.....

"Are you sure she wouldn't like something for the pain?" he asked.

"No, it will be fine."

He began to tattoo her asscheeks......

I couldn't see and I couldn't move. He tied me tightly. I couldn't struggle. I heard another man in the room. "Please, help me!" The man did not answer me.

My tormentor pulled my hair, raising my head and slapped my face. "Shut the fuck up cunt." Then I heard the buzzing. I wasn't sure what it was. It might be a vibrator, I thought.

The other man asked about the pain. I cringed and my stomach dropped inside me. Then I felt it. It was like a thousadnd pin pricks non-stop over my welts and bruises. I cried out. The tears and snot continued. The buzzing stopped momentarily.

"Just ignore her and finish."

"Fine." I finally and gratefully passed out as he tattooed over a welt on my ass.

I looked at the artist's handiwork. It was a fine tattoo, a large "S" very ornately done. My fingers slid across it, her asscheek still sore with pain. My hand then slid across her wet pussy. Two fingers slid inside, thrusting deep inside her love box. Well, lubricated, the fingers then found their way to her tight hole. Taking the carrot out, two fingers seemed to fit well in her anal cavity. Then they began to move inside her, making her squirm.

I moved behind her, stripping off my shorts. Then taking my stiff and swollen shaft, I presssed it against her tight asshole. I began to thrust in her tight anus.

You never know how much pain you can bare until you don't have a choice. I awakened to the man shoving his cock up my bleeding raw ass. I knew I didn't have any disease, but I prayed he would get one and die a weak sniveling piece of shit withtou any power or control.

It was strange but the blood acted like lube at least for a while. I began screaming. He ravaged my ass.

"Scream bitch! I want you to scream from the pain forever."

The tattoo man stood to the side watching. He pulled his own cock out and began stroking it. He was dirty and old. I looked at him for help, but I saw his cock grow and harden. I knew he would not help me.

The tattoo man went to the other end of the table. He held out his cock and pointed it at Ashley's face.

"I promised Tim a discount if you sucked on this for awhile. Open your mouth slut." His hand slapped her face for emphasis.

Ashley opened her mouth, afraid of what might come next. His cock pushed in. His hands held her hair.

All the while, Tim was ravaging her ass. Faster and faster he pumped, his hands clawing at her sore behind. He groaned with excitedment.