Club_PG

[The_PG]

The dildo recedes again and I groan, hanging limply while it resumes a slow deep fuck. I whimper as he presses the cold beer bottle to my face and lips, he speaks and god how I want to slap him but even if I had the strength; I couldn't.

The dildo takes me deep again and another charge pulses through me, forcing a spasm out of my aching body. I moan loudly and I cum all over again; it rips another orgasm from my abused cunt, making me writhe where I am secured.

Nnnnnn...fuckk-kkk-kkk!

I scream out disparagingly, not having even noticed he left me at all in those few eternal moments, tears running into my hair. I sob a little louder now and watch him walk closer. A scream torn from my voice box as my stomach tenses beneath the whip

FUCKKKKKKKKKK!!!....oh god, oh god, oh god...

I sob the words continuously, my body is raw and I know how very close to gone I am at this point.

*The screams make me shiver. My first physical reaction, and that's how I know she is done, or nearly done at least. So very close. Just one more little test. The dildo recedes and her anklets release. I catch her just in the nick of time, and lower her onto the floor, on her back. The spasms are there, the drool, the mumbling... Just one more test. Leaning over carefully I blow cool air in a straight and narrow line until it encircles and caresses her erect clitoris. Her last scream is just perfect. I clasp a hand over her mouth and rub it gently before tilting her head to the side and whispering in her ear.*

Don't worry cunt... It's all over... Time to rest... You did very, very good.

*Lightly I kiss her cheek, and scoop her up under my arms. Headed for the right wing of the house through a sea of curious onlookers.*

 

[monique_minx]

*The screams make me shiver. My first physical reaction, and that's how I know she is done, or nearly done at least. So very close. Just one more little test. The dildo recedes and her anklets release. I catch her just in the nick of time, and lower her onto the floor, on her back. The spasms are there, the drool, the mumbling... Just one more test. Leaning over carefully I blow cool air in a straight and narrow line until it encircles and caresses her erect clitoris. Her last scream is just perfect. I clasp a hand over her mouth and rub it gently before tilting her head to the side and whispering in her ear.*

Don't worry cunt... It's all over... Time to rest... You did very, very good.

*Lightly I kiss her cheek, and scoop her up under my arms. Headed for the right wing of the house through a sea of curious onlookers.*

The dildo pulls back, my mouth openly drooling down my face and onto the floor beneath me. I could care less, my body has been beaten and orgasmed to the edge of subspace which usually denotes a certain amount of intensity. I can still feel my skin though. Bad.

I drop and he catches me, I wouldn't have cared if I face planted and broke my nose just as long as I wasn't trapped there any longer. He lays me on his back and I moan softly, happy to be on the floor. I feel the air and my eyes bulge, snapping wide as I scream to high heaven, sobbing anew.

His hand comes over my mouth to silence the screaming, rubbing and pushing my head sideways, I try to say thank you but nothing will come out except for...

Nnnn-hmmm...

Very softly. The kiss tingles my aching skin, I'm lifted into his arms; the last thing I remember is the crowd vanishing into the black and that hellish machine plaguing the darkness for hours. My voice box will be a useless hollowed out shell when I wake up...

 

[princesssexci]

No, slut.

*I slap away your hand, and then seize your wrists. Pulling them out from under you and pinning them across your chest, like you are hugging yourself.*

Keep you ass in the air slut, show everyone what you like.

*I know it's only just barely enough for you to cum, so I'm making you wait. Wait until the inevitable occurs.*

For a minute I'm confused as to why he's telling me no. Could it have been that he didn't want to give me more just yet or something else? I find out he means not to touch myself, tits included.

He seizes my wrists and then pins them so that I'm hugging myself. At his order to keep my ass in the air, I lift it up high and attempt to keep it there despite how tired my legs are.

From my uncomfortable position the crowd can see the vibrator in the small cleft as I'm whimpering, knowing this stimulation is enough to keep me excited but nothing to truly get me off.

"Fuck!" I whine knowing I need to cum but unfortunately can't,

 

[fuckmeat]

*wanders in, dressed to kill, taking in all the alterations*

Wow, you taught Jack how to use a broom.

*approaches the cbar, smiling at the bartender, shaking out my long dark red hair, my skin alabaster pale beneath the dress*

Single malt, straight up please.

 

[The_PG]

For a minute I'm confused as to why he's telling me no. Could it have been that he didn't want to give me more just yet or something else? I find out he means not to touch myself, tits included.

He seizes my wrists and then pins them so that I'm hugging myself. At his order to keep my ass in the air, I lift it up high and attempt to keep it there despite how tired my legs are.

From my uncomfortable position the crowd can see the vibrator in the small cleft as I'm whimpering, knowing this stimulation is enough to keep me excited but nothing to truly get me off.

"Fuck!" I whine knowing I need to cum but unfortunately can't,

*I lightly run my hand over the front of her panties. Squeezing her entire cunt with my hand, digging the glowing plastic in deeper and enjoying her violent reaction.*

I said you can cum... If you don't soon, i may change my mind slut.

 

[The_PG]

*wanders in, dressed to kill, taking in all the alterations*

Wow, you taught Jack how to use a broom.

*approaches the cbar, smiling at the bartender, shaking out my long dark red hair, my skin alabaster pale beneath the dress*

Single malt, straight up please.

Coming right up fuckmeat.

*Slides the drink down the bar, and then approaches.*

I taught him everything he knows. That's for damn sure, but he could use a little tuning up... Of course, who doesn't? What about you? Like what I've done with the place?

*My white tee shirt glows green, and my black jeans seem to just fade into the smokey aura.*

 

[fuckmeat]

Coming right up fuckmeat.

*Slides the drink down the bar, and then approaches.*

I taught him everything he knows. That's for damn sure, but he could use a little tuning up... Of course, who doesn't? What about you? Like what I've done with the place?

*My white tee shirt glows green, and my black jeans seem to just fade into the smokey aura.*

Oh yeah, I can see I'm going to have to find my way around.

*sips the drink, savouring the burn*

Unless you care to give me the guided tour.

*Of his club or the body under that shirt, I really don't care. I'm hungry this evening, raw and needy. It's in my eyes as I look at him. I couldn't hide it if I wanted to, not from him.*

 

[The_PG]

Oh yeah, I can see I'm going to have to find my way around.

*sips the drink, savouring the burn*

Unless you care to give me the guided tour.

*Of his club or the body under that shirt, I really don't care. I'm hungry this evening, raw and needy. It's in my eyes as I look at him. I couldn't hide it if I wanted to, not from him.*

Mmmm, let's see. There are a few floors you can get lost on your own, but I want to show you the seventh myself. The six, especially, will be fun to watch you stumble about in...

*Lost as I am in my muttering, I suddenly stop and look right through her eyes.*

You need the seventh. Don't you, cunt?

*I snatch you hand and slam it face down on the bar. The loud slap hardly audible over the deep pulsing music that start up just at that moment. My hand flashes over yours, a green laser flashes across metal that leaves behind a red line of blood along the top of your hand.*

That's your ID. Let's go.

*I head toward my elevator, leaving you to follow, if you aren't there when I turn around I will be quite displeased.*

 

[fuckmeat]

Mmmm, let's see. There are a few floors you can get lost on your own, but I want to show you the seventh myself. The six, especially, will be fun to watch you stumble about in...

*Lost as I am in my muttering, I suddenly stop and look right through her eyes.*

You need the seventh. Don't you, cunt?

*I snatch you hand and slam it face down on the bar. The loud slap hardly audible over the deep pulsing music that start up just at that moment. My hand flashes over yours, a green laser flashes across metal that leaves behind a red line of blood along the top of your hand.*

That's your ID. Let's go.

*I head toward my elevator, leaving you to follow, if you aren't there when I turn around I will be quite displeased.*

*follows him to the elevator, eager to see what happens on floor 7. I touch the silver collar that Master Leo placed on me, that marks me as ultimately his wherever I go. blood oozes out of the fine cut on my hand and just the sight of it thrills me. I'm in a dangerous mood. I step in beside him and await my fate*

 

[The_PG]

*follows him to the elevator, eager to see what happens on floor 7. I touch the silver collar that Master Leo placed on me, that marks me as ultimately his wherever I go. blood oozes out of the fine cut on my hand and just the sight of it thrills me. I'm in a dangerous mood. I step in beside him and await my fate*

*I don't even need to see her to know that she is there. Her presence is known to me. I step into the elevator with my hands folded behind my back, raising my shoulders and chest as I breath evenly. The moment the door closes with a soft ding, the sounds are gone, save for the hint of a throbbing bass. I glance over, out of the corner of my eyes, and smile slowly as I turn back to look at the reflective metal of the elevator door.*

We'll fix your outfit first.

*The door dings open and out we walk. Even more so it's hard to hear anything on this floor. Even footsteps sound muffled, screams too, once they begin, thanks to the sound absorbing walls.*

Hands up.

*I walk directly to a post that is wound with barbed wire. From the top hangs chain with two leather loops that tighten into the chain lengths. The chain, and leather is stained a deep red. Once I push your wrists into them, there is just enough play to keep your from rubbing against the nasty post. Until I take the cat, fresh from disinfectant spray, leather knots upon the tip. A few of the knots have sharp bits of metal tied into them. I swing it once in front of her face, before bringing it down from her shoulder to hip with enough force to tear the majority of her clothes from her body.*

Turn around.

 

[fuckmeat]

*I let him bind me, not really registering what the risks are. I'm too far gone already to care. Arousal pools in my belly as he stands close to secure me, the moment far more intimate than when he steps away and gets the cat. My eyes widen but there's no fear. I'm incapable of fear right now. It slashes down over my body and I buck, it tears the front of my dress and my tits open, scraping my knees lower down. My ass and shoulders hit the barbed post and recoil. I'm back in position for him before the pain even hits me, blossoming all over my body. A guttural cry is wrung from me, but I hear it as though it belongs to someone else.

I gasp and pant and moisten and bleed and sob but there's no resistance, no asking him who the hell he thinks he is because he knows too well. I don't demand release or beg for mercy.

I need more.

I turn around and present my scratched and bleeding ass to him*

 

[The_PG]

*I let him bind me, not really registering what the risks are. I'm too far gone already to care. Arousal pools in my belly as he stands close to secure me, the moment far more intimate than when he steps away and gets the cat. My eyes widen but there's no fear. I'm incapable of fear right now. It slashes down over my body and I buck, it tears the front of my dress and my tits open, scraping my knees lower down. My ass and shoulders hit the barbed post and recoil. I'm back in position for him before the pain even hits me, blossoming all over my body. A guttural cry is wrung from me, but I hear it as though it belongs to someone else.

I gasp and pant and moisten and bleed and sob but there's no resistance, no asking him who the hell he thinks he is because he knows too well. I don't demand release or beg for mercy.

I need more.

I turn around and present my scratched and bleeding ass to him*

*Two strokes is good. Even for me. I watch the clothes pool in a blood-tinted mess down around her feet. Just one glance at her striped body confirms my knowledge of nothing digging in too deeply, there one limit, Death. It can be bent, surely, but never broken. I trail the cat up the crack of her ass slowly as I step closely, bending at the knees, and push my chest into her shoulder blades. I push forward until her chest is resting against the pole. Lightly I whisper in her ear.*

Your bleeding cunt. You're a wet cunt. You are nothing else. You never will be anything else. I won't let you.

*Gently i lick one of the scratches on her shoulder, and step back. I replace the cat with a bull whip. There is no need to command her anymore, with this I can turn her myself. The leather snake uncurls as i bring it sidearm until it snaps against her hip with a crack that is loud enough to burst through the muffled air and echo once in the room.*

 

[fuckmeat]

*the cat slieds over my skin and at any moment i expect him to step back and shred the rest of my skin. The heat of him moving in close and pressing into me is enough to make me moan. I'm still moaning as my upper body presses into the pole, puncturing fresh wounds with sadistic slowness. Hiw voice in my ear makes my cunt flood, right on cue.

Your bleeding cunt. You're a wet cunt. You are nothing else. You never will be anything else. I won't let you.

He hasn't asked me a question so I keep quiet. I am not siuicidal enough to show any initiative whatsoever within these walls. I'm a cunt, a life support system for a set of holes... an irrelevance. Guess how wet that knowledge makes my depraved gash?

He licks my shoulder and moves back. I don't register him switching weapons and when the whip hits my thigh, it makes my leg buckle. I fall forwards against the pole, cutting my cheek open, my arms and upper body. It takes a huge effort to stand for him again, my thigh bursting with raw pain.

I'm not stupid enough to do anything but take what he dishes out. He checked his humanity at the door. I wonder how hard this is getting him.*

 

[The_PG]

*the cat slides over my skin and at any moment i expect him to step back and shred the rest of my skin. The heat of him moving in close and pressing into me is enough to make me moan. I'm still moaning as my upper body presses into the pole, puncturing fresh wounds with sadistic slowness. His voice in my ear makes my cunt flood, right on cue.

Your bleeding cunt. You're a wet cunt. You are nothing else. You never will be anything else. I won't let you.

He hasn't asked me a question so I keep quiet. I am not suicidal enough to show any initiative whatsoever within these walls. I'm a cunt, a life support system for a set of holes... an irrelevance. Guess how wet that knowledge makes my depraved gash?

He licks my shoulder and moves back. I don't register him switching weapons and when the whip hits my thigh, it makes my leg buckle. I fall forwards against the pole, cutting my cheek open, my arms and upper body. It takes a huge effort to stand for him again, my thigh bursting with raw pain.

I'm not stupid enough to do anything but take what he dishes out. He checked his humanity at the door. I wonder how hard this is getting him.*

*I frown. It didn't work right. Stepping to the side slightly, I fix my eyes on the opposite thigh and this time swing hard. I also allow the whip to slice, starting mid thigh before curling around to strike the outside. This time it will work, spinning her before she slumps back against the post. I want to see her face as it happens.*

*Growls lowly as the strike lands, and my cock jumps within my jeans. As I wait for her to get back up, I remove my shirt and toss it on the nearest couch. White, but partially tanned skin comes into view. The muscles all stand out from the sweat that is beginning to drip, just a bit. I make a mental note to turn the air conditioning up once I'm finished here.*

 

[fuckmeat]

*I frown. It didn't work right. Stepping to the side slightly, I fix my eyes on the opposite thigh and this time swing hard. I also allow the whip to slice, starting mid thigh before curling around to strike the outside. This time it will work, spinning her before she slumps back against the post. I want to see her face as it happens.*

*Growls lowly as the strike lands, and my cock jumps within my jeans. As I wait for her to get back up, I remove my shirt and toss it on the nearest couch. White, but partially tanned skin comes into view. The muscles all stand out from the sweat that is beginning to drip, just a bit. I make a mental note to turn the air conditioning up once I'm finished here.*

*Another scream is wrung from me as he whips me again, spinning me around to face him, spiralling around my body in an agonising embrace. I'm left crying and sagging against the pole, lacerating myself further. He pulls his shirt off and I admire him through half closed eyes, my tear streaked gaze still primal and reckless. I pull myself back into a standing position, daring him to totally break me*

 

[The_PG]

*Another scream is wrung from me as he whips me again, spinning me around to face him, spiralling around my body in an agonising embrace. I'm left crying and sagging against the pole, lacerating myself further. He pulls his shirt off and I admire him through half closed eyes, my tear streaked gaze still primal and reckless. I pull myself back into a standing position, daring him to totally break me*

*Hanging the bull whip back in it's place I walk towards that defiant stare without a smile, or even a flicker of emotion crossing my face. Even my eyes are nearly dead, only the slightest glimmer gives proof to the suspicion that I am alive. I stand in front of her, expressionless, watching her search my face and luxuriate in my body. The stench of sweat, blood, and her cunt is strong. Her eyes flicker back to mine, and I speak.*

What the fuck are you looking at?

*With a slight step back, I pull my fist back and slam it forward into her exposed gut. I don't follow through, but the force is enough for what I desire. Not finished though. I strike swiftly again, on the opposite side of her stomach. The small spray of blood from her lips finally elicits a reaction. I smile slowly and lick the droplets off my face, before leaning over to kiss her on those tainted lips.*

Don't worry. I'm not finished with you yet cunt. No indeed.

*I release the chain partially, and allow her to slump to her knees in front of me. Where my cock is waiting for her after I had fished it out of the fly. I kick her knees, one then the other; spreading her legs and pushing her back into the post.*

 

[fuckmeat]

What the fuck are you looking at?

*His fist connects with my gut so fast, the deep pain is what I need though. It knocks the wind from me but before I can even register that my lungs are empty he pops another punch on the other side. I cough blood and sag aganst the pole as he moves forwards to kiss me. My kiss still has passion, even though I'm flailing like a landed fish. I'm still not beaten yet.*

Don't worry. I'm not finished with you yet cunt. No indeed.

*I moan, bereft, as he moves away again. He releases the chain and I fall to my knees, finally gasping air. I land in front of his hard cock, staring at it and yelping as he kicks my legs apart. My cunt is soaked and pulsing. I'm bleedin all over, striped with welts and still hunched over from the pain in my stomach. I offer no complaint however.

I want him to use me, to use me and hold nothing back. I wonder if he's ever truly been able to do that.*

 

[The_PG]

*As the smile slowly drifts off of my features I take her soiled hair in my hands and squeeze it powerfully, lifting her high onto her knees and forcing my dick inside her mouth with a steady push from the hips. It sinks deep down her throat, the first thrust is dissatisfying. Only a half of my mostly erect cock makes it down her throat before she gags. With a growl of annoyance I reset her mouth, and push in and down as hard as I can until it is buried down her throat and bulging from her neck. My hips jerk upward, pushing her back into the post as holding her there as gravity attempts to pull her back down to the floor from her perch.*

You don't need to breath cunt.

*I pinch her nose and twist it powerfully. My eyes flicker to the blood as it spills over my cock. I slip out of her mouth and swing my fist, connecting with her cheek bone, bruising us both delightfully.*

Clean that up, you pathetic piece of shit. I didn't even hit your nose and your bleeding from it like a stuck pig. Fucking cunt.

 

[fuckmeat]

*I know what's coming and it takes everything I have not to fight it. His cock is swollen to an enorous size and I stick my tongue out dutifully as he crams it down me. Unfortunately for me, he didn't get the angle right. I'm impaled on the pole while he adjusts things, then filled with cock so deep that I half expect the head to poke out my asshole. Still he isn't satisfied, pinching and twisting my nose till the septum pops between his powerful fingers. With my nose bleeding there's no hope that I'll breathe and my injuries apparently offend him. A right hook pops my cheekbone and I sag as he lets me go, my whole body a web of pain.

I grab the remnants of my dress and wipe my nose with it, holding it against my nose and hoping the bleeding stops. He wants his throatfuck and he'll take it, whether I have any hope of surviving it or not.

Regardless, I'd rather die his piece of shit than live as some other man's princess*

 

[The_PG]

*She's taking too long. I punch her across the nose this time, giving her a good enough excuse to be bleeding from that orifice. She doesn't seemed surprised. Good. I grab her hair and yank her to her feet, before spinning her and pushing her body into the bloody post. Her scream does nothing, I keep her face away from the post however; arching her neck back by her hair so that I can whisper in her ear.*

I want you to hug it. Hug the metal. Hug the wood. Don't you dare stop hugging it. Because the moment you do, you'll never get one. Ever. I'll make sure of it.

*Just as I finish, my swollen and angry cock at having been let go by the way side, pushes into her ass. There is no need for lube. The blood dripping down the crack of her ass is enough to get inside, and once I'm finished it'll be bloody enough to sort itself out. I pull down on her hair, as I push up into her bowels with my hips.*

 

[fuckmeat]

*the punch to my nose has me cowering, my body physically exhausted and shaking now. Undeterred, he drags me to my feet and shoves me at the post, saving my face by a hair's breadth by tugging on my hair. Fresh spikes bite ito my skin but I'm past caring, which is just as well. I scream. It's a truly pitiful sound but it's irrelevant to both of us at this stage, because we both know he doesn't give a rat's ass.*

I want you to hug it. Hug the metal. Hug the wood. Don't you dare stop hugging it. Because the moment you do, you'll never get one. Ever. I'll make sure of it.

*The low whisper goes right through me, firing off more of the nerve endings that mitigate twisted shit like being a human pincushion. I hug the post, letting it bite into my skin wherever it wants to. I'm sobbing hard now, which just gets my upper body shredded even more.

He pushes into my ass and I scream again, a ragged and broken sound that descends into what can best be described as a low keening. There's nowhere for me to go, no way to evade him. I'm not stupid enough to hope he'll fuck me slowly or gently either. The vicious post in front of me makes me push back as he takes my ass dry, which is clearly the object of the exercise here.*

 

[The_PG]

Now...

*I lick her ear where it is sliced, allowing the metallic taste of blood to wash sweetly over my tongue. I clean her entire ear before continuing with my words. In the meantime I fuck her powerfully, and as unsteadily as I can. No rhythm, no expectations fulfilled. Sometimes I thrust up against her colon, bruising it hard, but other times I don't even strike deep enough to graze her bowels. I'm sure she likes those even less.*

Kiss it.

*I hold her face close. Eyes inches from becoming kabob's on the twisted iron hook.*

Lick it. Harder...... Harder bitch!

 

[fuckmeat]

*There's no way of predicting any of his thrusts, of preparing or bracing myself for it. I have to keep the tension in my body constant and not move with him at all. It's a whole lot more taxing than it sounds and the bastard knows it. Cramp snakes along my limbs, deliberating over where to strike first.*

Kiss it.

He shoves my face at a knot in the barbed wire and I part my lips around it against my... well... better judgement isn't really what you'd call it. I slide my tongue over the steel and treat it to something approximating a tentative French kiss*

Lick it. Harder...... Harder bitch!

If he pushes me any closer he'll blind me. I am certain of that but I don't protest. I'm certain he could kill me and equally certain that I'd let him. This has gone beyond any notion of self preservation now. This has transcended everything I thought Level 7 could possibly be. My drenched cunt drips as he fucks my raw, bloody, dry asshole. I lick the steel harder, far more afraid of what he'll do if I don't than of any other immediate threat*

 

[The_PG]

*My disposition of dispassionate reasoning fades in a split second. A snarl erupts from my lips. I'm not getting the result I want. I use a finger from my free hand to hook her cheek and make her gag; her tongue goes ridged and is suddenly pierced by the sharp iron. I hold her immaculately still as she tried to impale her eyes on the points sticking from the beam.*

Shhh shhh sh, now. Keep kissing it. It likes you. It kissed you back. Nobody kisses a cunt back, and it did. Make sure you thank it properly cunt, don't you dare stop it from kissing your hot little hole.

*I continue to plow into her innards, and my balls are beginning to boil as sweat streams down my back.*

You ready to cum cunt?

*I rub my hips up and down hers, grinding her pelvis along the sharp points and gnarled wood. It used to amaze me that she can get off on this, now I just want to make sure she never forget fucking how. Afterall, who else would use a cunt like this?*

 

[fuckmeat]

*his snarl rips through me and i start to struggle as he crams his fingers in my mouth and pierces my tongue. He barely keeps me from blinding myself and his words speak directly to the depraved maso inside me that knows I deserve no better than this. His thrusts are still erratic but on the whole they're faster, leading me to believe he's getting close and his words confirm it. I can't reply to him now, except to yell unintelligibly around my new piercing and push my ass out at his cock. My soaking, empty cunt is desperate to cum and unless I do, aftercare is going to be a whole lot more painful. A good hard orgasm is more effective to me than any pain med short of morphine.*