Gloria came around slowly. She was lying in a bed. She reached out and touched the pillow pure silk, and she murmured with contentment as she rubbed it. Luxury, that was what she was born to, luxury. Strange how her body ached with pain, a strong, sensuous pain that burned slowly out from her tits and ass.
She was suddenly wide awake, remembering vaguely how she had been tied on her back, shaking with orgasms as David whipped her and the maids worked her tits and she had to suck them off. How could she have done such a thing, how could she?
"So you are awake, slut?" said a voice, and Gloria swung around to see Jim standing by the side of the bed while at bis feet the two dogs stood and stared at her malevolently.
"What do you want?" Gloria asked, her voice trembling. She pulled the sheet up over her whipped tits, although there was part of her body that hadn't been violated by the people in this house.
"David wants you, so get up!" snapped Jim, and one of the dogs growled.
Gloria choked, but she climbed out of the bed very quickly. She was still naked, and she stood on the rug while Jim looked her over.
"Shit," he said, running his hands over her painful and red tits, "they said you couldn't stop coming, you little whore!"
He twisted her nipples suddenly. Gloria gasped and gave a low moan. Her body trembled as his rough fingers slowly tortured her beaten flesh. But already to her utter disgust, her pussy was getting damp and the pulse of new excitement surged up in her.
"On your knees, cunt!" snapped Jim, and Gloria instantly sank to the floor, her whole body trembling. "Open my pants," the terrible man went on, and the dogs stood by his legs, watching.
Gloria reached up and pulled down the zip of Jim's pants. Her fingers reached in and she held the huge pole of his cock as it throbbed in her hand.
"Take it out, or do I have to teach you everything?" Jim ordered.
Gloria pulled the foot of solid cock meat out of his pants and stared at the huge swollen head ant beat slowly up and down, inches from her nose.
"So what the fuck do you do now, you stupid piece of shit?" Jim shouted.
Gloria gave a sob, and her heartbeat pounded in her chest as she leaned in and let his massive, purplish prickhead slip between her lovely lips. Gazing up at him for approval, she licked and sucked at it, sliding as much as she could into her mouth, although the thickness of the shaft filled her cheeks and the head blocked the back of her throat. Trying to please him, she worked the cock slowly in and out of her mouth while her fingers ran over his cockshaft and her other hand slid down and clutched lightly at his swinging balls. Jim gave a grunt of satisfaction and let her suck him.
"You know why David wants to see you?" Jim asked, watching as the blonde sucked at him.
Gloria murmured in sudden new fear and slid her mouth back up until her lips were just at the tip of his cockhead.
"No," she whispered, all the time kissing and flicking her tongue out over his hot swollen cockflesh. She was learning how to please a man.
"Because there are a few things you haven't learned yet," said Jim softly and he gave a great chuckle. "David wants you to know them before he introduces you to his guests tomorrow night, we can't have you improperly trained now, can we?"
The wave of mixed terror and lust swept over Gloria and she moaned and slid Jim's cockhead between her lips. She bit gently down on it while her mouth heaved and worked on it in the terror of the mixed emotions.
"Oh, no, no, I must be properly trained," she whispered, and tears suddenly flowed down her face as she sank his cock as far into her mouth as she could, feeling the monster throb in the back of her throat.
"Well," said Jim, "swallow my cock."
Gloria shuddered. It would be impossible to take all Jim's cock in her mouth. It was too large, her lips would hardly fit around it. She would have to try, but he would see how impossible it was. Slowly she drank it in, inch by inch, until her throat muscles were straining and gagging and she had to pull back for air.
"Not bad," said Jim. "Now do it again and hold it longer."
He seemed so calm, as if this was just a part of the training she had to go through. If Gloria hadn't felt the pulse and throb in his cock as she licked it, and heard, his slight gasp, she would have thought he had no emotions at all. She sank his cock again, and this time took even more of it, feeling it beating into her throat, thrusting her muscles wide apart.
"Not too bad," said Jim, "now measure with your hand how much is still out."
Gloria trembled as she raised her hand and placed it between her lips and the base of his cock. There was fully the width of her hand still out, three or four inches, and it made her realize how far she would have to go. That cock would have to run practically right into her stomach for her to take it all.
"Now, we're gonna give you a hand," said Jim, holding Gloria's head on his throbbing fuckmeat. "We're gonna lay you on your back and give you what you need in the way of, well, encouragement, to take it all in. You see, my little slut," he went on, and Gloria trembled and her legs shook as he forced his prick in another fraction of an inch, "that way, your throat will be in a straight line, and you should have no trouble at all."
He released her head and Gloria sank to the carpet, gasping for breath and trying not to gag.
"You don't need to get dressed up," said Jim. "This is just come as you are."
He hauled her to her feet and dragged her out, naked as she was. Gloria didn't dare resist, particularly with the dogs there, and she allowed herself to be taken back down to the room she had been so humiliated in the night before. David was there, sitting in a chair as Alva sucked him gently and Mandy crouched behind her, running her hands inside Alva's panties and leaning in to lick at any bit of David's cock that was free.
"Ah, my dear, come in," said David, "I'm sorry about all this," he went on in a voice that chilled Gloria to the bone, "but there are just a couple of things you have to learn. Come here."
Gloria almost ran over to him, trembling and gazing at his hard eyes – the eyes of her master.
"Hands behind your back," David snapped. Gloria instantly did it, thrusting her tits out as she knew he would demand. As he ran his hands over them, more softly than Jim had done. Gloria felt a surge of emotion rising again, and her legs shook with her rising desire.
"No," said David suddenly, "that can come later. Put her on the bench."
He almost threw Alva off his stiff cock and got up as Jim grabbed Gloria and hustled her over to the padded bench.
"Oh no, please, don't tie me up, please!" Gloria cried, but it was no use. She wept as she was pushed down on her back, and straps were swung over her body above and below her tits. Then her legs were bent right back, over her head until they were almost at her ears and spread by the two girls. Finally, Jim lashed ropes around her ankles and fled the ropes to bolts in the floor.
"We're leaving your hands free," said David with a grin, "unless you misuse them, of course. Now let's see how much of Jim's cock you can take."
Gloria struggled against the ropes, but there was more excitement building in her, and each pull of the leather across her body and the tug of the ropes sent quivers of lust over her. She stared, her head thrown back over the edge of the bench, her long blonde hair falling almost to the floor, as Jim came up and stood in front of her face. Mandy knelt and slid his cock out, giving it a fast suck before she let him advance on Gloria and slide it between her lips.
Inch by inch, the long fuckrod sank into Gloria's mouth. Her lips stretched to take it and she moaned as the vast bulk filled her and she sucked at it, knowing that sooner, or later she was going to get all that thick white cream down her throat. The thought made her body thrust up against the straps and give a helpless moan of lust. Jim's cock ran in and came to her throat, pushing in that inch or so, and then coming up against the resistance of her throat muscles. Jim held it there, working it slowly in and out, while Gloria reached up and back to hold his balls and run them slowly through her hands.
Her head was whirling with the emotions that tore through her. She was utterly ashamed that she should allow this to happen, and, even more, she was ashamed that she kept coming helplessly at the punishment they gave her. Perhaps she deserved it. Perhaps that was it, they punished her for being such a little whore. She couldn't work it out, and moaned again, her body twisting on the bench.
"Not bad," said David. "Now take more of it."
Gloria gagged, and felt Jim push his cock at her throat muscles, but she had been right, it wouldn't go any further.
"Hmmmm," said David. "All right, so that's where we have to start from."
Gloria had a good idea of what he meant, and she tensed at the expectation. Jim slowly worked his fuckrod in and out of her lips, leaning in closer each time, forcing the reluctant knot of her throat muscles.
Then she heard the swish, and the terrible, wonderful pain burst out of her ass again. Her scream was muffled on Jim's cockmeat and her body thrust up as the whip was drawn back. Gloria leapt higher and screamed even higher as the singe strand of leather slashed across her ass again. It sent the echoes of lust surging into her and her shame deepened as she realized her ass was up, begging for more of the pain, and her hands were tightening around Jim's balls as she sucked at his cock.
"Shit," Jim gasped. "This little whore sucks like a vacuum tube! Jesus, I'm – gonna come!"
He leaned in on the struggling Gloria, heaving his cock frantically into her mouth.
"Get it all in first, you stupid fucker!" David snapped. "Or we'll have to do it all over again."
"Jesus! Fuck!" Jim gasped. "I ain't been sucked like this before!"
David lashed the whip harder and faster into the struggling widow. She responded by going crazy as she had done that morning, her mouth sucking frantically, and her hips leaping up to get as much of the hard leather as she could. Jim's cock in her mouth was sinking farther in as the cum began to spurt out of his piss slit and into Gloria's throat.
That was all she needed. With a moan of utter satisfaction, Gloria took the last inch of Jim's twelve inches of spurting cock, and her tongue licked out and over his balls as she still ran her hot fingers over them. Thick wads of cum were pumping into her throat, and Gloria was almost disappointed that she couldn't taste it, that gooey, salty taste she wanted so much.
Her ass was beating upward, lunging for the whip as it crashed down and fueled her orgasm. Jim's cum filled her throat and backed up into her mouth, where she licked and ran it over her tongue, tasting it, swallowing as be pumped.
David whipped his slave as Jim shot more and more cum out and spots of it squeezed out of Gloria's hot lips and ran down her cheeks and into her blonde hair. Her hands still worked Jim's balls, demanding all the white jizz she could take, and her ass circled, still wanting more pain to spur her on. She wanted cocks in every fuck hole, filling her, spurting endless gobs of cum, just for her. On and on, she moaned and sucked as her climax burst out a new with each lash of the thin whip.
Jim bellowed as his hips ran out of control into her face, and his cock spurted its helpless jets of cum until there was nothing left but slow gobs of it, pushing out of his cock and into Gloria's hot mouth.
David gave Gloria one last lash of the whip and Jim slowly eased his cock back until it was just at Gloria's lips and she could lick and suck the last drops from it. She appeared to be delirious as she held the still-hard fuckrod and let her wanton lips rove over the cockhead, and her tongue slurp up the last drops of sperm.
"There now," said David, "wasn't that wonderful?"
Gloria wouldn't answer. She just held Jim's cock and licked it, her eyes closed, tears running out of them as she understood how easy it was to get her to betray herself. With the whip, they could send her into a world of depravity and lust where she would do anything for the satisfaction she desired.
"I said," said David, "wasn't that wonderful?"
"Oh please, no, don't make me, please!" Gloria moaned, her body thrashing on the bench, her whipped ass beating up and down irregularly.
David leaned down over her, his hands cm her nipples, his voice cold and hard. "Listen up, shit, you're gonna confess what a slut you are. Now, wasn't that wonderful?"
Gloria moaned and twisted on the bench, her eyes glazed, her mouth working as her hands clutched for David's cock.
"What the fuck's wrong with the slut?" David demanded, and he twisted Gloria's nipples, getting a high-pitched scream from his captive as her legs heaved against the ropes and she struggled violently.
David leaned in on Gloria, his mouth close to her ear.
"Confession is good for the soul," he whispered.
Both his hands gently rolled Gloria's nipples, softly, but with that dreadful threat behind them.
"Now, wasn't that wonderful?" he asked, his mouth just forming the words at Gloria's ear. "Answer me, slut, answer me, you little whore!"
Gloria struggled, her arms running over David's thighs, reaching for his cock, her legs straining against the ropes. She found David's rock-hard fuckrod and gripped it, sliding her hands along the thick, pole-like length. Whatever he did, however many times he came, he would still have his cock hard, and Gloria found herself moaning and panting at the realization that he could give her all the lust and satisfaction she wanted. Blindly, she tried to pull him to her mouth, but he stayed back, squeezing her nipples harder until she was spasming on the bench with another eruption of orgasm.
"Oh God!" she suddenly screamed. "Oh God, oh God, ohhhh!"
Her hands clasped David's cock and her nipples trembled as he wrung them brutally between his fingers. David started to laugh, his merriment rising as he worked Gloria's nipples into a frenzy.
"All right, my love," he said with a grin. "You won't confess it yet. But tomorrow night, you'll beg, tomorrow night, you'll confess it, even to yourself. Take her away," he ordered.
Gloria screamed as the cruel stimulation was taken away. Her body shook and she pleaded, her words incoherent as Jim and the two maids untied her. But David just laughed.
"Too late, my little fuck face," he said. "I keep telling you, you learn too slow, you'll have to wait 'til tomorrow night now. Tie her hands, I don't want her getting out of anything."
As they carried her off, Gloria wept and moaned and her head fell forward as she struggled with the terrible conflict of emotions.