A man I heard referred to as Mastrovenice approached me, stood looking for a few seconds, then began to whip me over every inch of exposed skin. The whip fell again and again, and when he could not reach a spot, the damned whores moved me so he could, including beating the bottoms of my feet. The whip tore my skin in many places, across my back and thighs, on my soles. I cried out in pain, and with every blow begged for relief and mercy.

Once done with me, he lashed Steel's back; I could see the agony in her eyes. When he was done, he took the hard leather handle of the whip and shoved it inside her. I thought at the time he put it in her pussy, but later saw it was in her ass. The penetration caused her major pain, and I made a promise to myself that I would get revenge for her suffering.

Steel was moved forcefully until she stood behind me, that obscene fake cock bobbing with every step. Mahmoud tied her neck tether to another band which he bound around my neck. She was now held in place, as pulling away would choke me.

"You will now proceed to fuck this pale Western man-cunt. Failing to do so will cause you both to suffer pains worse than you can imagine. Will you do so?"