He couldn't believe how her body responded to his abuse; her cunt a constantly wet fuck-hole. He was sure that she would never have done this willingly, and he loved seeing her cum after her whippings. He took her anal virginity, or so she said, in just this position. He greased up his cock, made her crouch over it, her hands again on top of her head, and as she bent her knees and lowered herself, he guided his cock to her asshole, watching the brown hole slowly engulf him. She shuddered as she slowly sank on the shaft, sucking long intakes of air in through her nose. He held her ankles next to his body, the crop within easy reach. She sank her ass down on the greased shaft until her red, welted ass cheeks were flush against his thighs. He squeezed her ankles,

"Raise," he said. He watched his shaft slowly emerge from her asshole as she slowly raised up, hesitating as the head of his cock was gripped by her anal ring, then slowly pulling totally off of his shaft.


"Again," he said, and again the cockhead slowly spread her asshole as she sank down on it. He made her do it until he couldn't go any longer. He lifted her ankles off the ground, impaling her ass to maximum penetration, and held her there, savoring the moment, twitching in her tight asshole, finally shooting his cum deep in her ass. He removed her gag while still in her, reaching behind her head to undo the straps. He had never whipped her without the gag before. She didn't scream, she only moaned. He picked up the crop and carressed her tits with it, her hands still dutifully on top of her head, her upper body undulating against the rough, leather tip, her nipples growing erect under the crop.

"Now," he said, "not a sound,Tina." She put her elbows straight out, rubbing her tits against the crop, and he lifted it and struck. She gave a sharp hiss, sucking in air through clenched teeth. He hit the other tit, and she moaned and rocked, but did not move her hands. He began to whip her tits in earnest now, and she groaned in agony, still sticking her tits out for the wicked stings of the crop. He felt himself growing hard in her ass again as he whipped her. He felt her asshole clench his growing cock, expanding her tight anal canal as she ground her ass down on him, then slightly lifting her ass, pulling at his cock. When he was again fully hard, he dropped the crop and grabbed her ankles. He squeezed. Without him having to say a word she rose, slowly pulling the cock from her asshole, then sinking back onto it. He picked up the crop, turned it around and rubbed her bulging clit with the handle. She totally lost her rythmic fucking, sinking on his shaft, leaning into the crop handle, and she came with a whimper, her ass muscles squeezing his iron hardness, her cunt opening and closing as he held the implement of her agony against her throbbing clit, forcing her into another orgasm. He untied her hands, another first. He squeezed her ankles, and she put her aching arms down on his chest and lifted her ass, reluctantly pulling his hardness from her body. He pushed her backwards, onto her knees between his legs.

"Clean me," he said. He watched her lean forward and take his hardness into her mouth, sucking inward as she lowered her head down, putting her hands along his flanks, almost lifting his ass off the ground as she sucked him in deeper. He could see the grease and her ass-slime building around her mouth as her vacuum-seal of a mouth worked up and down his cock. He picked up the crop and struck her, hard, on her already welted, upturned ass. She gasped, a hot breath of exhaled air on his cock, then closed her mouth around his cock and resumed her cock-sucking. Another crop-blow on the ass, another gasp, and she sucked harder, her cheeks concaved. As he picked up the tempo of the beating, she put her dainty hand around the very base of his cock, squeezing his hardness as she jacked him off into her sucking mouth. She spread her knees wide, her ass clenching under the vicious cropping, and he could see her cunt dripping.

"Cum, Tina, cum for me." Her hand shot to her clit, the other hand still stroking his cock, and she stopped sucking for a moment, clenching her hand between her thighs as she came. He stopped the whipping, and she resumed her deep suck. He wanted to fuck her face, right down into her throat, but he fought the urge. He held the sides of her head, and she looked into his eyes, and he let her jack him off into her sucking mouth, cumming as she sucked and swallowed, finally going soft while she suckled him.

"Good girl, Tina, good girl." He thought she was almost purring.

He decided not to whip her anymore that day. She had hardly eaten since her arrival, had only shit once, the day before. He had her kneel in the tub, untied, and gave her four enemas. She whimpered, but did not resist. As she knelt, filling with the final enema, he looked her over. He was a little taken aback at what he had done to her. He was about fucked-out, and this was the first time in three days the he had looked at her without wanting to whip her in a frenzy of lust. Every inch of her body had a mark on it. He had given her a full body caning twice; the second time he even tied her backwards across his bed, her legs spread wide and tied to the front and back legs of the bed, bent backwards over the other side, her head touching the floor, arms spread and tied to the front and back bed legs on that side. Then he caned the undersides of her tits, her armpits, and the soft flesh along the undersides of her arms. He put horizontal welts on the front side of her body every inch or so, starting under her chin; even the tops of her feet and her toes were caned. Then the soles of her feet. Then he stood at her head and caned the sides of her neck and even her cheeks. Then he caned everything he could reach vertically, including her cunt lips and directy into her slit. Then he fucked her. A few hours later he turned her over and did the same to her backside, the vertical caning ending with a stroke directly on her anus. She was only semi-concious when he turned her onto her back again, slid a large plug into her ass, and fucked her again. That's pretty much how it went since he brought her here. That same night he woke up about three in the morning, untied her from the bed and walked her into the living room. She was still gagged, and he tied her hands to a ceiling beam, standing just on her tip-toes. He whipped her still-fresh welts with a leather strap, her whole body, then stood between her legs and lifted her onto his cock, fucking her standing up. That was the first time he noticed how wet she was.

Now he watched her expell her water into the tub, rinsed it out and let it fill with warm water. She winced at the first contact of water on her fresh welts, but soon lay back, luxuriating in the bath. He gave her shampoo and soap, then sat and watched her. He still could not trust her not to run when out of his sight.

"I have a treat for you tonight, Tina. I'm not going to whip you tonight. We'll have a hot meal, some wine and early to bed," he told her. She looked at him suspiciously but muttered, "Thank you, Sir." He gave her a razor and watched as she shaved her cunt, legs and armpits, finally taking the razor from her and putting it away as she dried herself.

He tied her, sitting up in a kitchen chair, as he cooked. He fed her by hand, washing it down with sips of red wine. When they were done, he brought out a box and set it on the floor. "I said I wouldn't whip you Tina, but I didn't say you were totally off the hook. And one word out of you and the gag goes back on."

He brought out the largest of the butt plugs, greased it up and showed it to her.


"Raise", he said. She managed to lift her ass far enough off of the chair that he could get his hand and the plug under her ass. He wedged it between her ass cheeks, made certain the tip was just inside her asshole, and said,


"Sit." She sat very slowly, the plug gaining entrance. This was by far the biggest thing she had ever had in her ass.

"Oh, oh, nooo, please, Sir."

"You may stop for a moment or slow down, but you are not to raise up until it's all the way in. Or I will whip you. Now, proceed."

The largest part of the plug was at her ass ring now, and he could see her knuckles white against the chairs arms as she gained another inch. He put his hands on her shoulders, putting gentle downward pressure on her.

"Push out against it, Tina, like you have to shit,"he said. He heard her grunt as she pushed, and the plug disappeared slowly at first, then in a rush as the flared head passed through her muscle ring.

She was keening a high na na na na na sound, and he let her adjust to the plug for a minute, then he slowly pushed her down until she was sitting flush on the chair. He put his finger to her slit and began to stroke her, flicking her clit ring, then sliding his finger into her wet cunt. The plug in her ass was bulging inside her to where he had to exert some pressure to get his finger all the way into her cunt. He stopped before she could cum, and started over, stopping again. She was about to cry in her frustration. He grabbed the box again, pulling out a handfull of clothespin-like clamps. He started on her left tit, about an inch out from the nipple, and she squealed as he let go of the clamp. He managed to get ten of them on, a perfect, biting circle. He moved to the right tit and started clamping, another ten. She tilted her head back and moaned. He clamped the insides of her thighs with an even dozen on each side, then two on each cunt lip. He clamped two on the soft skin on the sides of her neck, and three on each ear. Her eyebrows got two apiece, then two on her upper lip and two on the lower lip. He made her stick out her tongue, and clamped one right on the end. He had some clamps left over, so clamped one on each cheek, right below the eyes. His first reaction was to grab the crop and whip them all off, but, he had promised. He smiled at her, poured a glass of wine and watched her. She was starting to sweat, a fine sheen on her lithe body that gave her an oiled look. He felt his poor cock stir. He fingered her wet slit again, and she would have come out of the chair if she hadn't been tied, lunging her clit at his maddening finger.

"Pleeeease," she whispered.

"Please what, slut," he shot back, removing the clamp from her tongue so she could talk.

"Please, Sir, make me cum, make your slut cum, please, Sir," she begged.

"Stick your tongue out, slut," he ordered, and replaced the clamp. He moistened the tip of his finger with the copious fluid leaking from her, and barely, just barely, ran his fingertip up her slit, then down, her hips raising off the chair in her need. He reached back into the box, pulled a vibrator out and turned it on. Her eyes widened. He pulled her clit ring out away from her body and held the vibrator to the ring, then pulled it away, then again, and again. She almost made it, but not quite. She was crying now. He wasn't quite done yet. He brought out a package of four, large sewing needles and one even larger, about six inches long, and wiped them with alcohol.

"If you get through this, cunt, I'll let you cum." He held one of the needles against the bottom of a nipple and pushed. He met a slight resistance and then it pushed right through. She gave a low, agonized groan. Then he slid a needle through the other nipple, again from bottom to top. She was gasping now. Now a needle through the sides of both nipples. Then a touch, just a touch of the vibrator, even penetrating her with it for an instant. She snorted when he pulled it out of her sopping cunt, straining at her ropes to take it into her.

"One more, Tina, one more and you can cum, Tina. Stick your tongue out, all the way. Her eyes were glazed with her need and she stuck her tongue out to it's furthest extent. He was ready, and stuck the needle through the top of her tongue, up close against her lips, one end just under her nose, the other end against her chin. She couldn't withdraw her tongue, and was trying to swallow, making gagging sounds.

He put the vibrator directly to her clit, and his little pain-slut shot off like she was electrocuted, her hips lifting off the chair, rubbing her climaxing clit against the vibrator, cumming in waves of pain-induced bliss. Again and again he lifted it away from her clit, then re-applied it as she came again, finally thrusting the vibrator up her cunt, the end against the chair, and he stood back and watched her collapse in another orgasm.

***

He spent day four resting, letting her welts receed, and giving himself some much needed rest as well. Late in the afternoon though, he couldn't help himself. He ran the needles through her nipples again, and four more through her cunt lips, then he took her to the bathroom and gave her four more enemas while she knelt, untied, with the needles still in her. Then he fucked her in the ass.

On day five her body looked a lot better, so he decided to strap her. He bound her tits tightly with rope, until they bulged from her chest. He put a needle through the sides of her very sore nipples, and made her lay on her back, untied, arms out to her sides, legs spread while he strapped her tits, stomach, thighs and cunt. She curled up a few times, but he had to smile when she would eventually straighten out into her original position, offering herself up to the strap. Then he would begin again. He stopped at one point, and told her he was going to have her fuck his dog, Max. She didn't react, so he brought Max into the room. The big dog sat next to the bed, licking her, so he allowed her to sit up and hug Max's big head, then making her spread her legs for more strapping on her thighs and cunt. He called Max up onto the bed, made her stroke the dog's cock and actually suck it. She had her head turned sideways, the dog's cock in her mouth, her purple tits bulging, needles through her nipples, her well-strapped inner thighs glowing a deep red when he crawled up between her widespread thighs and fucked her. To his surprise, when the dog came she continued to suck, swallowing the dog's cum as he shot up into her cunt.

Day six was delicious. He started with enemas, spanking her with a paddle as she filled, her tits tied and her nipples clamped, totally untethered, her head on the floor with her hands behind her neck, and he made her cum with the vibrator while she held the water, telling her that she was going to suck off the dog again. He made her crawl to where the dog was laying in it's bed, tits still bound and clamped, the large plug in her well cleaned out ass. She was in obvious pain as she laid her head on the big dog's stomach, stroking it's cock, gently sucking him to erection with her soft, sucking mouth. As the dog's cock grew in her mouth, she moaned and sucked and swallowed the constant stream of dog cum that was flowing from the panting animal's cock. He flogged her with a multi-tailed, short-handled whip while she sucked, her hand going back to fondle the dog's haunches and ass, even trying to get her finger into the dog's ass. He turned and nipped her, leaving a red mark on her rib cage. She moaned and continued to suck. He saw her mouth around the base of the dog dick, never letting up as the jerking animal spewed down her throat, whining and his legs jerking as it spewed into her. He told her to get around behind the dog and lick it's asshole. He held the dog tightly, talking to the animal as she knelt behind it, and using her dog-slime covered tongue, she parted the dogs asshole and licked. He grabbed the dogs tail and pulled it towards him, giving her full access to the straining dogs ass. She used both hands to spread the dog-pucker as she moistened the outside of the hole, and then worked her tongue in, sucking and slurping at the dog's asshole, one of the dog's legs between her purple, clamped tits. He let the dog loose, and it jumped off the bed. He told her to get on her knees, and he slowly slid into her hot cunt, the large, plastic, butt plug pressing against his cock through her anal canal. He felt her cunt suck against his cock as she came, and he reached under her and removed the nipple clamps. The blood surged painfully through the nipples and she gave a little scream...and came again.

This was how he had come to find himself here, on day seven, with her kneeling and the dog cum running from her slit. She put her hands behind her neck as ordered, and he cupped a firm, young tit in one hand. He let her feel the pin-prick of the needle as he applied it to her nipple. She leaned a little to the side, but kept her hands in position as he pushed it through the tender flesh. He slowly, lovingly, pushed a total of three needles through each nipple, the dog cum still dripping from her cunt. He told her that he loved seeing her cum while the dog 's cock was in her, and he began to slide needles through the soft skin around her nipples, and he got four in each one, the points going in and out of a pinch of skin. He stood in front of her, rubbing his hardening cock across her lips, and she opened her mouth to take him in. As she sucked he told her that she had been a good little cunt, but that the time had come to let her go. He pressed into her throat for a moment, choking off her air as he held her head to his stomach. He now did this in a rythmic motion, allowing her to time her air supply, finally holding himself in her throat as he came, her throat milking the cum from his balls.

He told her to get dressed, and he took the blindfold from her eyes. Her clothes, the same clothes she wore a week ago, were laid out before her, clean, along with the rest of her clothes, also clean. He stuffed her extra clothes into her backpack and she began to cry, then weep. He was preparing the duct tape and rags for her eyes.

"I will have to blindfold you, for obvious reasons, and then I will drive you to Golden Gate Park," he told her. She was sobbing now, and fell to her knees, grabbing him around the ankles, her beautiful, young ass up in the air.


"Noooooo," she wailed. "Let me stay, please Sir, I belong to you, please let me stay," and she collapsed on the floor, kissing his feet, sucking his toes. He was momentarily shocked, but recovered quickly. He picked up the crop and told her to get back up on her knees. She raised up on her knees, still hugging his ankles. He rubbed the crop up the crack of her ass.

"Spread, wide," he said. And she did, her ass crack and cunt responding to the motion of the crop.

"OK, cunt. But if you stay, I will hurt you terribly," he said, smacking the crop wetly between her legs.


"Oh, thank you Sir, thank you, " she wailed, licking between his toes now. he smiled down at her....this was going to be a fun day. As he started to crop her slit he reminded himself to call work and take the next week off.