Chapter 5
Sissy Runner shrieked with anguish as the stranger savagely pounded the vibrator up her cunt
Her delicate twat walls were burning with agony.
Her womb throbbed as painful spasms coursed through her private depths.
Sissy sniveled as the cruel man in black ravaged her snatch.
"It hurts! It hurts my pussy so bad!" she sobbed. The man in black felt his cock swell with horny heat.
How he loved seeing those cheap whores squirm with agony due to his brutality!
"If you don't shut your sniveling trap, I'm going to make it hurt even more." he snarled.
Sissy fell silent, her naked body handing limply on the wall.
The stranger tugged the vibrator from Sissy's cunt.
He chortled with sardonic pleasure at the sight of a thin film of blood that covered the thick plastic.
The man in the death mask snapped off the vibrator.
"That was just to get your cunt loosened up," he said. "Not that it really needed it; I suppose you've been fucked so often up that stinking hole that it's wider than the Lincoln Tunnel."
Had Sissy not been in such a state of anxiety she might have pondered over exactly how wide the Lincoln Tunnel was.
In her current predicament, however, the only thing that went through her mind was that the vibrator had torn her fuck canal to shreds.
She wondered what torture implement was next on the agenda.
The man in leather swaggered over to the stretching rack and tossed the blood-covered vibrator onto a pile of clean vibrators.
He rummaged through the dildos.
Searching for the largest, of course.
A chuckle of excitement rose from the death mask as his fingers landed on a twelve inch black rubber dong.
"This'll do a number on that slut's cunt."' he said to himself.
Sissy's eyes widened with horror as he turned and approached her captive form.
The stranger clutched the dildo in his leather-clad fingers.
Normally, her pussy would have juiced with delight at the mere sight of such a large rubber dong.
But she knew the horrible man in the black mask was going to ram it savagely up her twat.
And her cunt canal was already bloody and ravaged from the horrors he had forced upon it with the vibrator.
Sissy shook her limbs against the wall, her pitiful efforts to escape thwarted by the shackles that bound her.
That made her a captive sex slave.
Sissy clamped her eyes shut as the stranger swaggered across the floor.
She bit her lip as she felt the massive dildo press against her spread pussy lips.
She groaned with agony as the fist-sized cockhead slid between her cunt lips.
She moaned as the thick rubber dildo plunged down her cunt.
The pain was unbearable. Sissy's entire body grew taut. Her limbs tensed as the dildo pounded up her fuck hole.
Her cunt juices squirt from her cunt as the massive member slid towards her womb.
Those hot juices flowed into the thick bush of pubic hairs that graced her ravaged cunt.
Her kinky pubes were drenched with love liquid.
Sissy's ass pressed against the wall, wriggling and squirming as the dildo invaded her twat.
The rubber dong scraped against the delicate flesh of her fuck tunnel.
Pain coursed through Sissy's loins.
The stranger pounded the dildo up her burning twat, chuckling with cruel glee.
The penis-shaped rubber was of such amazing girth that Sissy's fuck tunnel stretched to the snapping point to allow it into her deep depths.
The stranger forced inch after inch up Sissy's cunt.
"There, you slut." he said with a grunt. "That's as far as I can get that thing up your stinking twat Indeed it was.
Sissy could feel the knob of the dildo pressing against the walls of her womb. It ached terribly.
But Sissy realized that her twat would ache even more by the time the bastard in leather set her free.
If he planned on setting her free.
The stranger removed his fingers from the dildo, leaving nine thick inches of rubber lodged up Sissy's cunt.
"Keep that up there, bitch, or I'll beat the hell out of you."
He swaggered back off towards the stretching table.
Sissy wondered if she should even bother keeping the dildo lodged up her twat.
The sadist was going to beat the hell out of her anyway.
Wasn't he?
Sissy watched with horror as the man picked up a bullwhip.
He hefted it in his leather-clad hands, inspecting the wound strands of coarse leather.
He slid his black fingers through the tails at the end of the whip.
He chuckled with anticipatory delight.
He clutched the handle of the whip with his right hand.
His left hand slid down to his crotch.
The stranger pressed the palm of his hand into his swollen crotch.
The sight of the terrified girl wriggling in the shackles, a dildo lodged up her battered cunt, turned him on immensely.
His cock throbbed hungrily in the sweaty confines of his leather briefs.
He slid his fingers up and down his pulsating rod.
He stared at Sissy's tits, jiggling up and down as she fought against the shackles that held her prisoner against the basement wall.
"Don't!" Sissy begged. "Please don't whip me!"
"You slutty cunts all deserve to be whipped!" was the reply.
Sissy screamed shrilly as the man approached, his crotch bulging and the whip dragging along the floor.
WHOOSH!!
Sissy shut her eyes as the whip sailed through the air. SMACK!
Her body jerked as the end of the bullwhip snapped against the wall, inches from her trembling flesh.
"Those tits look great now. But they'll look even better covered with big red welts!" the stranger said by way of explanation.
Sissy sniveled and sobbed.
She kept her aching pussy lips wrapped around the dildo lodged up her fuck canal.
Every limb she possessed tensed with suspense as the man hefted the bullwhip in his leather-clad hands.
WHOOSH!
SMACK!!
Sissy shrieked like a wild animal caught in a trap as the leather whip attacked her tits.
The strands of leather dug into the sensitive flesh of her boobs.
The bullwhip lacerated her left tit.
Sissy squealed as she felt a thick gash bite the smooth slope of her left breast.
Blood spurt from the gash and trickled into her cleavage.
Sissy's tears gushed as she felt warm streams of blood dribble down her tit.
Droplets of blood lingered on her erect nipple before dripping onto her trim torso.
The man in black guffawed with harsh laughter.
He hadn't wanted to break skin so early in the game, but since the mistake had been made, he wasn't about to complain.
He just decided to make the next few strokes of the bullwhip less harsh.
WHOOSH!
SMACK!!
Sissy squealed as the tips of the whip strands bit into the creamy flesh of her torso.
Angry red welts sprung up on the smooth plain of female flesh.
The stranger felt his balls tingle with rapture.
His cock begged to be released from his leather pants.
The whip sailed through the air once again.
SMACK!!
Sissy's legs jerked in the shackles as the whip landed on her right knee.
Her tears flowed like rivers from her eyes. The pain was unbearable. Her tit continued to bleed. Her torso stung. Her knee burned.
Her cunt ached from holding the dildo firmly between her sugar walls.
Sissy Runner had never been exposed to such tortures in her life.
And she hoped she would never have to again.
It seemed impossible to believe that any mortal being could get his sexual kicks from torture and violence.
But it had to be true.
It was happening to her right before her very eyes!!
The stranger suddenly went insane with violence.
"YYEEAHH!! " he shrieked, adrenaline coursing through his limbs.
He lashed out time and time again with the bullwhip, slicing Sissy's flesh with increasing severity.
The poor girl's body jerked and jumped against the wall.
Her wrists and ankles fought against the rusty shackles, desperate to be released.
But there would be no escape for Sissy Runner.
She was the sex slave of a cruel, sadistic bastard.
And she would not be set free until he had abused every portion of her body for his pleasure.
The stranger felt pre-come ooze out of his piss slit.
The trickles of blood oozing from Sissy's wounds made the passion rise in his loins.
He loved the abuse he was dealing the girl's young body.
Filthy cunt!
She deserved every stroke of the bullwhip!
Time after time the leather strands rained down upon Sissy's squirming body.
Time after time the tips of the strands latched into her flesh.
Time after time huge gashes appeared on her smooth flesh.
Blood flowed in rivulets down her battered flesh.
The stranger's cock erupted with orgasmic delight.
Hot wads of jism spurt from his piss-slit and drenched his leather briefs.
His body shuddered with rapture as the whip sailed through the air.
"YEEAAHH!! " the man in the death mask wailed.
And suddenly, the orgasm, the rapture, the sight of Sissy's battered body-it all became a bit too much for him.
With one final flick of the bullwhip, the sadistic-man in black collapsed on the floor.
Sissy watched his leather-clad body crumble to the filthy floor.
A wave of relief coursed though her blood-splattered limbs.
Sissy watched his body hit the floor.
Her head swam with exhaustion.
Then everything went blank.
"Christ almighty!" Harry Tudball wailed, his round face growing pink with anger. "Another one missing?! "
Consuela tried to comfort her enraged boss.
"Don't worry, Harry," she cooed, running her fingers over his flabby yet broad shoulders. "Me an the new girl, we're gonna take Sissy's shifts and everything gonna be all right."
"B-but this is preposterous!" Harry sputtered, banging a fat fist on his desk. "Five girls in three weeks! Gone without a trace!"
"Perhaps it's time you contacted the cops," Consuela said gently. "I know it will be bad for publicity, but-"
"BAD FOR PUBLICITY?! ! " Harry shrieked, throwing Consuela's hands off his shoulders and jumping up from his chair. "It'll damn near ruin me! What girl is gonna work in a joint with a track record like mine?! What guys are gonna go to a joint where girls disappear right and left?! Most of them guys got regular girls they like to see. Let them know they'll never see 'em again, and they won't be back for more!"
"But if the police find the person who's-"
"Fuck the police!" Harry spat.
Consuela guided her boss' trembling body back into his seat.
She sat on the arm of the stool, her slender thighs exposed as the bathrobe slid up her legs.
She attempted to comfort Harry Tudball once again.
"There, there...." she whispered.
She ran her fingers through the thin strands of hair stretched strategically over his gleaming scalp.
"Don't get excited, lovie ... . " Consuela whispered into Harry's ear.
Harry's eyes traveled from Consuela's pumps to her ankles.
He ran his eyes up her shapely thighs.
He noticed the black fishnet tights Consuela had slid up her brown legs.
Harry's anger began to subside.
Consuela's fingers slid over his chest.
Harry's anger subsided to lust.
"I'll calm you down and make you feel better,"
Consuela cooed.
"Y-you ain't calming me down, Consuela," Harry gasped. "Yyou're exciting me even more."
"Good," Consuela whispered, her brightly-painted fingernails creeping down Harry's stomach. "That's just what I want to do."
"B-but ... why?! " Harry asked. "Aren't I too old and fat for you?"
"Of course not!" Consuela replied, her fingers latching on to Harry's belt buckle.
Little did Harry Tudball realize, crafty Consuela Cuarto de Encuentro was going to offer him a few of her maidenly delights in return for a favor she had been begging him to give her for months.
"I'll let you fuck me," Consuela cooed, unbuckling his belt and snapping open his fly. "If you let my sister Rita take the place of Sissy."
"Rita!" Harry said, jerking his body away from Consuela's. "Not that ugly slut! My customers don't like her and her smelly armpits! That's why I fired her in the first place."
"But that was before all the blondes started disappearing," Consuela whispered, her fingers sliding into Harry's open fly. "Rita has black hair, don't forget...."
Her fingers clutched his throbbing member. Harry wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. His lardy body trembled as Consuela's fingers slid up and down his cock.
"O-okay...." he said, giving in to the pleasurable sensations coursing through his loins. He glanced at his watch.
"The new girl must be taking Sissy's first shift, I assume," he said.
Consuela nodded, her head inching closer and closer to Harry's crotch.
"That gives us half an hour before you have to go on stage. We better make this quick."
Don't worry, honey Consuela thought to herself. I wouldn't make this last longer than it had to. Rita, you better make this up to me!
Consuela slid from the arm of the chair and knelt on the floor between Harry's spread legs.
She grabbed hold of Harry's pants and tugged them down.
Harry lifted his lardy ass cheeks from the chair and let Consuela slide his polyester slack and boxer shorts down to his knees.
His thick cock popped into view.
Consuela's lips parted.
Her head darted down between his legs.
Harry groaned as Consuela's lips wrapped around his member.
He thrust his hips forward and buried his cock deep in her mouth.
His eyes fluttered shut as he felt the girl's moist cavern lock around his throbbing cock.
Consuela's tongue flickered back and forth over his meaty member.
Her fingers ran up and down his spread thighs.
Her head bobbed up and down between his legs.
Harry grabbed Consuela's raven locks and held her head firmly in place over his cock.
He shoved his hips into her face.
Consuela gagged as her boss' cock plunged past her tonsils.
Harry slid his cock in and out of Consuela's mouth.
His blood-engorged cockhead thrust down her throat.
Consuela panted and gasped, spittle spurting from her mouth and trickling down her chin.
Her nostrils flared as she drank down the scent of sweaty manhood that drifted up from Harry's forest of kinky pubes.
Harry suddenly forced her head off his cock.
Consuela looked up, blinking with surprise.
"Blow jobs are fine," Harry grunted, his eyes blazing with lust. "But I thought you offered me a piece of that Puerto Rican twat."
Consuela his her dismay.
"I suppose I did."
Harry's hands lunged hungrily for her robe. Her buttons popped off the terry cloth and scattered to the floor. Ping! Ping!
Ping!
Consuela's tits spilled out into the open.
Harry's fingers grabbed for the supple mounds.
He grunted with delight as he pinched her nipples.
Consuela winced as Harry's big fingertips locked around her nipples.
Spasms of anguish flew through those raisin-like paps.
"Down on the floor, bitch!" Harry snarled Consuela yelped as Harry pushed her to the floor. Her skull smacked against a leg of the desk. Her mind reeled. Her head swam. She spread her legs.
Harry mounted her thighs and slid his pulsating cock between her pussy lips.
Consuela squealed as she felt the massive slab of fuck meat invade her tight hole.
Her dripping love pot.
Her fuck tunnel.
"Oooh, yeah!" Harry grunted. "Milk my big dick with that talented twat of yours!"
Consuela clamped down around the pulsating shaft with her pussy muscles.
Harry pumped his cock in and out of her cunt.
He rammed his cock up to the hilt in the velvety folds of her twat.
His sweaty palms ran up and down her tits.
His fingers slid over the creamy mounds of boob meat.
Harry buried his head in her cleavage.
His nose burrow deep between the massive mounds of tit flesh.
He sniffed the scent of woman that rose from her sweaty flesh.
His ass cheeks flexed as he rammed his cock home with increasing fury.
He bulldozed his cock up to the hilt in Consuela's Puerto Rican cunt.
His grunts of delight rose in the air.
His balls thrust into her pelvis.
Harry lifted his head from Consuela's tits
His hands slid from her tits.
He held her wrists to the floor.
He held the dark-skinned stripped captive on the floor as he invaded her wriggling body.
Consuela's head waved from side to side on the floor as Harry pounded his cock home as savagely as he could.
That was how he liked to fuck.
Hard.
Brutal.
And quick.
Harry rejoiced as he felt the familiar tightness rise in his balls.
Jism bubbled up in those wrinkled nuts.
Ready to spurt from his throbbing rod and flood that tight fuck canal.
"Shit!" Harry grunted, his flabby flesh bouncing up and down over Consuela's shapely form. "I'm gonna shoot my load!"
"YES! YES!" Consuela wailed, hoping Harry wouldn't detect the desperation in her voice.
His cock was so fat.
It scraped against the delicate flesh of her cunt, sending spasms of agony coursing through her fertile fuck fields.
Harry arched his back.
A look of ecstatic delight creased his face.
"AARRGGHH!! " the fat man wailed.
Consuela groaned as she felt loads of jism shoot from Harry's cock and flood her twat.
Load after creamy load of jism shot from his trembling pole and spurt into her cunt.
Jism squirt from the sides of her cunt and trickled down her inner thighs.
Harry forced the last droplet of come from his dick.
He slid his satisfied cock out of her steaming twat.
Harry rolled over on the floor, sweat oozing from his exhausted limbs.
Consuela reached down and caressed her aching twat lips.
"So Rita can start work tomorrow?" Consuela asked.
Harry nodded. "I guess so."
He stared at his watch.
"You better get your ass to the dressing room and put on a g-string," Harry said. "The new girl must be almost through with her shift."
Consuela got up on wobbly knees and wrapped the bathrobe around her aching limbs.
"Christ!" she gasped. "I'm gonna hurt like hell before this evening's through!"