Chapter 4
When I arrived back in Berlin, Valentia was there waiting for me. She was wearing something that did little to hide her charms. She smiled as she took the briefcase from me and led me off to her waiting car.
"Did you learn anything?" she asked.
"Not definite but I'm pretty sure where Karen is. From what I heard, she's in Adhir's palace being held there for his amusement." I told her as I looked at her long leg sticking out from the slit of her dress.
"Just as I had suspected. I've heard stories about that place but nobody will listen to me."
She drove directly to her apartment. When I questioned her a smile came across her face. "You can stay with me for awhile can't you?" There was no reason to object.
We went into her apartment and she walked directly to her bedroom and put my briefcase there. I dropped my bag and looked around the room. It was built for sex. There were more pieces of equipment than one could imagine.
We went into the other room where Valentia fixed a couple of drinks. I was sitting on the couch and she took a chair just opposite. Instead of being close, she first wanted to go through her teasing antics.
Her dress was slightly open, once more to show her love nest that was so thinly covered. When I didn't get all hot and bothered, she spread her legs ever so slightly. She was determined to get me hot. I was just as determined to keep the upper hand.
When she got up to fix another couple of drinks she made sure that her tiny black panties were visible.
When she sat down again, she didn't bother to cover anything. I could see where her bikini had kept her skin white. It was only a fraction above her hairline which was now exposed. The black lace triangle hid only a part of her.
She was asking to be fucked. She was the aggressor. It was no longer ego satisfying but an insult. The man is supposed to be the instigator.
I went into the bedroom and found the things I needed to teach her a lesson. When I went back to her, I quickly put handcuffs on her. She looked frightened. I put a rope around the link and pulled her arms up and then down in back and tied the rope to the chair.
"What are you doing?" She was losing her composure.
"This will keep you silent." I had a huge penis gag that I forced into her mouth. I was far larger than any cock and it forced her mouth wide open. She was silent but her eyes followed my every move.
I pulled her leg over the heavy padded arm of the chair and tied it to the back leg. Then I did the same to her other leg after I had moved her ass to the edge of the chair.
Her cunt was barely covered but I had to tear her dress to expose her tits. I took a handful of one and put a thick rubber band around it, forming a ball of the tender flesh. Another rubber band did the same for the other tit. She looked down at her now defenseless tits and moaned. I slapped them, from one to another until they were red. Tears fell from her eyes.
I went back into the bedroom to find some other things to keep her comfortable. While I was searching I ran across some large color photos of young women. They were in sets of five. The first was a large portrait while the others showed each girl wearing only a pair of panties, in bondage, then getting fucked or sucking.
I didn't recognize any of them but I suspected that they were in Adhir's house or at least had been there. I put them back where I found them and kept looking around for the objects that would make Valentia still more comfortable. I finally found them. They were dildos. I found the largest ones there and then got some adhesive tape.
Valentia stared at me. She was still fearful, but now she didn't know if I found out her secret or not. I ripped the triangle off of her cunt, exposing her open holes.
When she saw the huge dildos that I had in my hands she began to scream into the gag. I didn't waste any time. I took the largest one and began to shove it up her ass. It was hard because her ass wasn't that big. She was screaming. I watched the skin of her ass turn white as the dildo dug into her. I reached back and shoved. At last it penetrated a couple of inches. The rest was easier. I merely had to push.
The dildo for her cunt was easy. I checked her cunt. It was dry, but that didn't stop me from pushing the rubber cock into it. When both were sticking out of her by a couple of inches, I took the tape and wrapped it around them and then taped them to the hair of her pussy to keep them from slipping out. I didn't worry about them going in any further. They were much too big.
I wanted to do something else to her tits but they looked like they were suffering enough. I took one final check and was satisfied that she wasn't going to get out of the ropes. I stripped and got a pillow and a blanket out of the bedroom and went to sleep on the couch where she could watch me.
I don't know how long I slept but when I woke up, Valentia was sitting there in her bonds with her head bowed. She had fallen asleep. I watched her for a few minutes wondering why she had those photos and why she had all that equipment to torment women.
She said she wanted to be hurt, but I didn't really believe her. She wasn't the type. It was time to wake her. I went to the kitchen and got a large bowl of ice and water. I let the ice chill the water while I got dressed.
She looked so peaceful when I threw the water on her. It startled the hell out of her. It was not what she was expecting. I stripped the tape off of her pussy hair. A lot of it stuck to the tape. She was really crying now. She was a phony. She didn't like pain.
She looked at me in agony. The rubber bands on her tits and the rough pull of the tape on her pussy hair were not too pleasant. I took off my belt, folded it in two and used it on her tits. I didn't stop until they were an angry red. More tears fell.
I took the rubber bands off her and went out to supper.
When I returned, Valentia was still tied to the chair but there was a difference. She wasn't gagged. I didn't press the matter but stored the information for future use.
I took the ropes off her and picked up my things and left the apartment. She didn't say a word.
It didn't take long to arrange for a shipment of rifles to Adhir. To make sure that things would go right in Dakarto, I took an early flight to be there before they arrived.
Gretchen was in the apartment that Adhir had loaned to me. Somewhere she found something to wear. It wasn't the type that would be worn outside, but it kept her from being completely nude.
The marks on her body had just about faded. She was even better looking than I had remembered. Her very first action on seeing me was to put one arm around me and grab my cock with the other.
"I've got to get it ready. I've been waiting for it." She smiled.
"You're too anxious. Adhir must have trained you too well."
"To tell the truth, he did open another door. I didn't realize how good a hard cock could be."
"First things first. Did you hear any more from the palace?" I asked, pretty much sure that she would not have.
"No. I've been here by myself. A couple of men brought some things in, but I did in another room. They didn't see me."
"I'd better make arrangements to see him. He may be waiting to get his equipment."
"When are you going?"
"It's early enough, I'll go over there now."
"Shame. I was waiting for your loving."
"I'll be back soon."
Adhir must have left instructions at the gate. The guards let me in without any delay. One of his ministers was waiting for me. After we had finished our business, which he almost ignored like it wasn't at all important, we went into another room for lunch.
There were more girls there waiting for us. Once more they were nicely dressed. My dick jumped when I thought about what they were not wearing underneath. It was easy to see. No matter how well a dress is put on, there is always a slight line which shows what is below, but in their case there was nothing.
I looked around for Helen but didn't see her. I was looking forward to another go with her. I didn't want to ask. My position wasn't so secure that I could be so forward.
In a few minutes Adhir came in. We chatted a few minutes about his shipment and he seemed pleased that it was so easy. I didn't hear too much of what he was saying because of the hand on my leg creeping toward my growing cock. He knew what was happening so he didn't get into the deep details of the transfer.
Just like he was reading my thoughts, he asked me if I wanted to see Helen. I smiled, not wanting to show my eagerness.
"Come along, I'll let you see her," he said as we wondered down a long pair of steps to an underground cellar.
We pushed in through one of the numerous doors. Helen was in the center of the room. Her hands were tied with ropes hanging from the ceiling. She was not strained at all and in fact had room to move around, but there was a pained expression in her eyes.
She was nude except for a rose covering her cunt. She tried to smile but it didn't come off quite right.
"Are you comfortable?" Adhir asked her.
"Yes, master. Very." she lied.
"It's a shame that you have to be punished. You must be tired of standing. Would you like to sit down?"
"Oh no, master. I'm very comfortable and not at all tired." She answered too quickly.
Adhir laughed and motioned for me to walk around in back of her. I saw the reason for her reluctance to sit down. The rose was on the end of a long stem that still had its thorns. The stem had been put in the crack of her ass and a piece of tape had been put across her cheeks to hold it in place. Tiny drops of blood could be seen around the many thorns that punctured her skin.
Adhir walked around in front of her and opened his robe. His cock was exceptionally large and well ready for his purpose.
Helen was being honored by being fucked by the master but she wasn't too happy about it. He held her close and kissed her. She returned it more out of love than fear. I crossed her off of my list of people who could possibly help me in the future.
Adhir lifted one of her legs and inserted his cock into her already wet cunt. She lifted her other leg and wrapped it around him. He took hold of the cheeks of her ass and began to pump.
Helen was in heaven. She bit her lip and moaned. She begged him to fuck her harder, to hold her tighter. She moved her hips against him, not caring about the thorns sticking her ass crease. I could see blood running down her thighs and dripping to the floor. The tape was pulled off by Adhir and the stem remained stuck to her until it was pulled free.
It was a love bout between two lovers. She covered his face with kisses and after he shot into her, she asked to be released so she could lick his cock clean.
He refused her offer and when he was done, she kept her legs tight around him, trying to keep him close. He laughed and untangled her legs. He patted her pussy and closed his robe. She stood contented.
We left the room and on the way down the hall, I heard gasps coming from one of the rooms we passed. Adhir saw my questioning look and smiled: "Let's see what is happening. It sounds like a woman is in the midst of great pleasure."
He opened the door. There was a naked girl in the middle of the room. Her hands were strapped to her sides. Her feet were a few feet apart and chained to the floor. There were two poles sticking up from the floor and they disappeared inside her ass and cunt. Both poles were turning and moving up and down. There was another pole hanging from the ceiling. On the end was another dildo which was horizontal and at mouth level. The girl was greedily sucking on it even though there were no bonds holding her to it.
The poles moved slowly. It appeared they were not fast enough for her for she moved far more quickly up and down on them. She was humping her hips and she seemed to sit down as far as she could on them.
She saw us but didn't pay any attention. She was too engrossed in getting fucked.
"Let's leave her alone. She seems to be enjoying herself so there is no reason to interrupt her pleasure."
We shut the door. I don't think she even noticed. My cock was getting hard. I was hoping that Adhir would let me see the other rooms or at least offer me one of his many females.
"It's odd how some women live for sex while others resist it to the point of foolishness. Let me show you a couple of girls who have one orgasm after another but who still resist engaging in our activities. I know that they get a lot of pleasure from their honey holes but still they don't want to use them." Adhir seemed truly perplexed.
He opened another door. Inside were Helga and Isabelle. They were both against a wall. Their arms had been pulled up in back and chained. They were forced to bend far over or their shoulders would be greatly strained. Their legs were pulled apart and also chained to the wall. Their faces were at cock level and they were both busily sucking on a couple of hard dicks'.
"Look at that. They are fantastic sex partners when they are being abused but they absolutely refuse to engage when they are not bound. Why is that? Life could be so much easier for them. What you cannot see from here is that each one of them has been backed up against very thick plugs that fit nicely into their rear ends. I'm sure that neither one of them is very comfortable. So why do they fight me?"
There was no answer for him. I watched the two men drive their cocks into the girls' faces. Several times they moaned as the cocks drove deeper and deeper into them. I wondered how long they would have to stay in that position.
One man finished his business and left Helga with her face dripping with cum. Her head remained down. She didn't have enough energy to lift it. I noticed her tits were red from whip marks.
"How often do you whip them?" I didn't know if Adhir would answer or not but I had to ask.
"Whenever the marks from the previous whipping are no longer visible. If you will walk closer, you will notice that the skin is rarely broken." We moved closer to her.
Adhir felt one of her tits like he was examining a piece of merchandise. He rubbed his thumb over her nipple a few times and the effects were obvious. Helga was breathing faster and she lifted her head to show her closed eyes. She apparently enjoyed it. I was as perplexed as he. They did not enjoy pain but their responses would indicate that they loved being played with. It was a wonder.
The only thing I could figure out was that they thought that they could get more sex by denying that they liked it. It was a hard way to do it, but according to Adhir, the two of them got more than the others, even on a bad day.
So far I had not seen Valentia's sister. I had seen only a few of the girls that he had in his stable. I hoped that he would show me the other doors before he was done but we went back upstairs, where I had expected to be offered one of the many females who were running around the house half nude. I wasn't too put out when he sat down and started to discuss further purchases. I needed the money.
This time he was looking for other types of arms. Arms that were more destructive and which were much more difficult to obtain. I didn't know if I could find them or not, but I took his order. When he made no mention of having a girl, I went back to the apartment.
Gretchen was there waiting for me in her usual cheerful mood. She had the ability to lighten up the worst days. Her smile was more impish than beautiful.
After she kissed me like I had been gone for months, she stepped back and opened her robe. She stood with her legs apart and her hips thrust out.
"Look! My hair is growing back nicely don't you think?"
Who could resist her? I certainly couldn't. We spent the next few hours in bed.
The next few days were uneventful. I had nothing more to do than wait and for the shipment to arrive and to collect my money. Gretchen helped to keep from being boring.
A few days later, one of Adhir's men called and told me that the rifles arrived. I thought it was a little early but I didn't question him. I went to his place to pick up the cash, paid in solid marks. We were on very friendly terms by the time I left. He offered one of his girls again but with Helen to keep me happy, I had no need of another, but I was still looking for Karen. It would be nice to have to fuck every one of them before I found her.
Once more the girls were lined up and I was given my choice. I didn't see any new ones. Helen was not there so I picked out another girl who smiled like she was just named the Queen of the May.
Instead of going to a bedroom, we went down to the cellar once more. The young girl, who was wearing a dress that molded every curve, walked ahead of me and opened one of the many doors. When we were inside, she turned and smiled. I looked her over. The dress made her look more nude than if she had been naked.
I couldn't keep my eyes off of the crotch area that seemed to hold onto her very tightly.
"Do you want to tie me or strip me first?"
"Do you have to be tied?"
"I like it better. Then you can take any part of me and I can't stop you."
"You want to be ass fucked, don't you?" Her ass went beet red.
She stammered an answer. I was right and she didn't want to admit it. So what, a lot of women like to get it up their tail. She was just too embarrassed to admit it.
"No. I want to see you strip."
She wasn't as cheerful but she slowly undid the couple of snaps that held her dress together. When she unwrapped it, I found out why the crotch was so snug. There was a piece of material that was sewn to the inside of the dress and acted like a pair of built-in panties, except that it was nothing more than a thin strap.
She dropped the dress on the floor and stood nude in front of me. She held her legs together and stood straight. Her arms were at her sides. She waited while I inspected the firm breasts, the well curved hips, and the dark triangle that his her pussy. She was an exception. Most women look better when they are wearing a little something or another, but she looked fabulous without a switch.
"You are beautiful," I couldn't help but remark.
My comment stunned her. She tried to say something but nothing came out. I tried to help her out.
"Turn around." She complied much to my delight. Her ass was well formed buy maybe a little on the smallish size. There was a deep line where her legs and ass met. It formed a slight V, the bottom pointing to her hidden charms.
She opened her legs without being told and bent far over, putting her hands on the floor. Her pussy and asshole came into view. She was tempting me to ass fuck her.
I took my clothes off. I wasn't too interested in fucking standing up but I didn't have much choice. There were no beds there.
I walked over to her and ran my hands over her stretched ass. When my finger traced down between the cheeks, she moved her hips back toward me and groaned. I lingered at her asshole and she began to wiggle a little.
She put her hands on the insides of her thighs and ran them up toward her cunt. She pulled her lips further apart to show me the delightful hole.
"Hurry up," she said. I could see her cunt juices seeping out.
"I'm in no hurry."
"Don't tease me. That's mean."
I took my clothes off and stood in back of her. I rubbed my cock up and down her ass crack.
"I have to be tied. Please tie me. You know where I want it and you know I have to be tied."
Her legs were near two rings. It was easy to find leather cuffs and attach them to her ankles. I had now only to find something for her wrists.
There were chains hanging from the ceiling. I found more cuffs and put them on her wrists. I attached them to the chains after I had pulled her arms through her legs as far as she could reach. There was a crank on the wall which I used to tighten the chains. I turned first one and then another until her feet were off the floor and all of her weight was on her wrists.
"Am I open?"
"Wide open. In both places," I told her.
"Are you going to whip me?"
"Maybe enough to sting you a little. It would add to the excitement for you, wouldn't it?"
"Yes. But not if you cut me."
I found a short whip and let her look at it.
"Please, not too hard."
There wasn't much room to weld a whip. The chains were too close. I had to move around to the other side where I could bring the whip down over my head so the end would land between the cheeks of her ass where she wanted it.
The first couple of blows were in practice, but enough force was applied to make her groan. When I struck harder, she began to sob. Maybe I was wrong in hitting her. Maybe she didn't like pain at all. After a couple more blows, which were only hard enough to leave a thin red line, I dropped the whip and walked around to see what damage I had done. There wasn't evidence of any harm, in fact, the traces of the first blows disappeared while I watched.
I put my hand over the remaining red lines and traced them down between her ass cheeks. My finger found its way into her wet pussy. She gasped, and then when I stuck my wet finger into her ass, she wiggled around as much as the chains would allow.
"Don't tease. Do it to me."
Even in her bent position with her ass smarting from the whip, she could think of nothing other than getting fucked.
"Where do you want it?" I asked.
"Don't embarrass me. Please do it."
Women are strange characters. Here she was, her most private parts not only exposed, but they were also completely open and totally defenseless, and the only thing she could think of was not to be embarrassed. How much more could she expose? Only her deepest needs and desires.
"Where do you want it?" I teased.
"Please, don't make me say it. Just do it to me."
"I'm not going to do anything until you beg me and tell me where you want it."
She waited a few moments and then finally blurted out: "In my asshole. Please, fuck my asshole."
"Do you want me to cum inside of you?"
"I don't care, only fuck me and fuck me now. You are worse than the men who whip until I bleed. You shouldn't tease a woman like you are doing."
I gave her a few spanks for being so truthful. She was right but I didn't like being told. I left her hang there for a few minutes while I smoked a Camel. I watched as she cried.
"I'm sorry. I'll never say anything again."
For no apparent reason, I didn't feel sorry for her at all. I never did care for women who were always right. They irritated me.
When I finished the smoke, I went over to her and vowed that I would be as rough as possible. I didn't give her any warning. I rammed into her as hard as I could. She loved it. Even chained the way she was, she managed to wiggle around to make the scene even more enjoyable. She liked being treated roughly and acted like she had never been so thoroughly fucked.
I finished by letting my cum fly on her back. She had at least one cum herself and hung limp in her chains. She didn't seem to be in the slightest concerned about the awful position she was in. Still hanging upside down, with her cunt dripping, she thanked me. I didn't bother to release her.
"Are you going to leave me like this?"
"What better way is there? You are ready for the next hard cock that comes by. You wouldn't mind getting another ass fuck, would you?"
She had no answer. She knew she wanted it but could not answer for fear of revealing her true desires, desires that were centered in her ass. She was another woman who loved getting fucked but who expected the man to know exactly what she wanted.
I shut the door and went upstairs. I looked around for somebody to tell them I was leaving but there were only a few girls. I made use of the few minutes and surveyed the scene, wondering how I could get Karen out of there if and when I found her.
There didn't seem to be any guards and there were no signs of security alarms or television. There had to be something but I couldn't spot it.
I sat down and waited for one of Adhir's ministers who seemed to be ever present except when you needed them. Still checking around the room, I didn't notice one of his men walk in.
"Mr. Duffy. Are you waiting for something?"
"Ya, I didn't want to just walk out without telling somebody that I was leaving."
"That is my fault. We have so many guests who come and go without a word that I was negligent in not telling you. In the future, Mr. Duffy, please feel free to go and come back anytime you wish. You are a trusted associate of Adhir's."
"That's very generous of you. I'll see you on the next rip." I thought that there had to be a solution to the first part of the problem of getting her out of there.
Gretchen was all set for another bout in bed but I wasn't up to it. I didn't have the same drive I had when I was in my prime, but just knowing it was there and available made me feel like a king.
With some money in my pocket, I was able to take her out to one of the better hotels where they served continental food. Gretchen was delighted. She ate heartily and afterward questioned me about getting her out of Dakarto. I had forgotten to go to the Consulate to see about her passport. I told her I would not forget the next time.
Karen in the meantime was busy entertaining a few of Adhir's friends by being ass fucked by Trudle, and getting another fake cock rammed up her cunt by Erika. Fralka was busy with the whip to make sure that the girls fucked Karen to the best of their ability. She had good reason to do so because she was suffering more than the others.
They had put a metal frame on her that fit over her shoulders and around her back. It ended a few inches in front of her tits. They had tied strings around her nipples, pulled them outward through holes in the frame and then tied to the other nipple. Her tits were well stretched, and too disfigured to be attractive.
But that was not all, she was wearing a thick dildo in her ass which was held in place by adhesive tape that covered her pussy hair. Each step caused the dildo to move and to pull the hair where the skin was so sensitive.
Karen was bound only by her arms from ropes hanging from the ceiling. Her legs were free but she offered no resistance to the double fucking since she also wanted it to finish as quickly as possible.
The dildo that Trudle had to wear to ass fuck her was not only large but it had small knobs on it that scraped her asshole raw. She didn't mind the cock driving into her hole up front but she could have done without it.
When I arrived in Berlin, Valentia was not there to meet me. Maybe I had been too hard on her. It was of no concern to me. She was a bitch anyway. She had to have things her way or not at all. I could do very well without her.
Much to my surprise she was waiting for me in my apartment. She had removed her dress and waited only in bra and panties.
"Are you going to be hard on me again?"
"What are you doing here?"
"I had to find out if you learned anything."
"Well I didn't. I'll let you know when I do. But tell me something, is your sister anything like you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Is she a bitch?"
"Do you think I'm a bitch?"
"What do you want?" I asked, ignoring her question.
"I want you to take me."
"If I do, you will be hurt."
"That's why I'm here. You treat a woman like she's a woman."
'Take your pants off."
She quickly slipped out of them, and sat with her legs slightly apart. She waited.
"Now finger yourself and open your legs so I can make sure you're doing it."
She swung her legs over the arms of the chair and stuck a couple of fingers in her splayed cunt. She began to move them in and out very slowly. I could see the moisture on them.
"That's good enough. Now take your panties and dry out the inside of your cunt." She looked at me questioningly, but she did what I told her.
"Now put them in your mouth."
"What for?"
"So my neighbors won't hear your screams."
For the first time, she looked worried. It was a different view of her. She stuffed the tiny panties in her mouth and sat waiting. I made her stand up and spread her legs. Then I ripped off her bra and told her to put her hands behind her head and not to move.
I was sorry that I didn't have a whip that would cut her. I had to use my belt which was too wide to do any cutting.
She stood in the middle of the room and watched me remove my shirt and then take the belt out of my trousers. She looked so sad that I almost backed off of my plan. But for some reason I didn't trust her and wanted to whip the skullduggery out of her.
She watched my hand lower the belt to the floor. She instinctively turned slightly to the side, knowing full well where I intended to strike her.
"Either stand straight, or I'll tie you so you can't move a muscle." It was an idle threat since I didn't have a thing to tie her with other than a little bit of tape that was in the medicine cabinet but that wasn't nearly enough to do the job.
She turned to give me a clear swing at her pussy. I had full advantage of her. She was scared. I made her push her hips forward. She looked inviting. She was in position to take a hard cock and I was in the state to do it, but first things first.
I brought the belt up from the floor. The noise was louder than the actual force of the blow but still she yelled into the gag and bent forward. She took one hand down and grabbed her cunt.
While she was rubbing, I walked around the back of her and brought the belt down hard on her ass. I hit with as much force as I could muster. A red line appeared immediately. She jerked upright.
She was crying but that didn't stop me from swinging the belt once more in the direction of her cunt. Her hand was still on her cunt and it took the force of the blow. She moved her hand and held it with the other.
"I want you to stand without all of this bullshit of moving around every time you feel a little pain."
Once more she stood as I had directed. I was not satisfied with her explanation. She didn't like pain but here she was letting me whip her tender cunt. There was something wrong and I couldn't figure out where or what.
She stood without moving while I beat her pussy. She was crying. She didn't like it one bit. When I finished with her, she stood waiting for me to tell her what to do next.
"Get on your knees." She knelt without taking her hands from the back of her neck. I opened my pants and took out my now-hard cock. I pushed it in her face but she didn't move to take it in her mouth. I didn't want her to. I wanted her to wait until she was told.
She seemed to know what I wanted and kept her mouth shut but she didn't turn her head away.
"Open up." She did without question but she didn't start sucking. She just knelt there with a mouth full of cock. I took hold of her hair and held her head tightly and began to fuck her face. She gulped when my dick reached her throat and choked off her air.
I could feel her tears dripping on my cock. It was more exciting than any piece I ever had. She wasn't enjoying it one iota. It was strange for me; I never intentionally hurt a woman before, but now I was enjoying the hell out of her misery. I shot into her mouth much too quickly. I wanted to abuse her a little longer and to humiliate her as much as she probably humiliated others before I came into the picture.
"Can I get up now?"
I was about to tell her to do that but when she asked I changed my mind. "Stay there until I tell you otherwise."
I went into the bathroom to wash but the thought struck me, why not piss in her mouth! That would put the lid on the can.
I went back to her. Her head was bowed. She looked so humble and vulnerable.
"Open your mouth." I told her with my limp dick an inch away.
"No. You can't do that to me. Please. Don't do that. It's disgusting." She knew right away what I intended to do.
"Do you want more of the belt?"
"No. Please. But I can't do that. It's too much to ask."
"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you." I picked up the belt and without any warning, struck her tits. She screamed and took her hands down to hold them.
"Either open your fucking mouth, or I'll gag you and then tape your hands to your neck." She lowered her head and sobbed. She opened her mouth ever so slightly.
"Put your hands back where they belong." Once more her hands went in back of her head.
I stuck my dick in her mouth and let her drink a little. I gave her time to swallow before giving her another squirt. She was drinking. It seemed with more pleasure than disgust. Some of it dribbled out on her chin, then dropped down to her chest. I took my dick out of her mouth and began to squirt it on her body. She stretched out her chest then pushed her cunt up to meet the flow. When I finished with her, I washed up and went out to meet Hans Gerber. He would help me get Gretchen out of Adhir.