The Twins:

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

He smiles at her as he watches her giving him a tounge bath to be sure she's missed none of his seed at all.

When Anson pulls up in front of their house Bertram says to him, "Let's get this lovely lil cocksucker inside and secured in one place then we'll get the two naked gypsy sluts off the horses."

Bertram gets down and brings Robin behind him by using her hair as a leash. By the time she's on the ground Anson has tied the reins and unlocked and opened the front door and is inside lighting a lamp.

"Come along my delicious little cocksucker," Bertram says as he transfers his hand from her hair to tightly gripping a breast and using it to bring her along beside him inside.

She's led to a large and heavy wooden chair in the sitting room and moved back until she has to sit down in it.

Anson comes up behind the chair and pulls her arms behind it, locks two shackles connected by a short chain to it after handing Bertram a leather lined steel collar.

As Anson's securing her wrists and arms Bertram locks the collar around her neck the uses rope tied to one of it's three rings to tie her neck to the chair back making her arch her back to keep from choking.

"That'll hold her little brother now let's get the other two," Bertram says and they walk outside leaving Robin sitting naked and secured to the chair in the lamp light.

The room she's in has a long and heavy wooden "coffee table" in front of a settee, several overstuffed wingback chairs, a fireplace, bookshelves filled with books and a painting above the fireplace of a woman being ravished by three men at one time. One's in her mouth, one's in her pussy as she straddles him and one man's cock is in her ass.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Anson suspected that Bertram had let the slut finish him off so he could monopolize her for a while longer. Just means more gypsy quim for me. he thought.

Anson looked at their little Robin looking a bit worse for wear, firmly secured to the chair.

"Now that's a pretty sight isn't it Bertie?" Anson laughed as he patted Bertram affectionately on the shoulder and headed to the front door.

Anson started undoing the restraints of the girl he had originally tied up leaving the other for Bertram. Anson unleashed her legs first and heard her groan. He undid an arm and then the second. The girl tried to straighten up but Anson hauled her off the horse and she hit the ground, more or less ass first.

Anson immediately grabbed her by he long black hair and began dragging her up the steps and inside. Anson would slow enough that she could almost get to her feet and then would pull harder so that she would overbalance and fall to her knees or on her side or on her ass. Try as she might, she couldn't seem to quite catch up.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

He followed Anson outside after pausing to massage the little slut's breasts for a few moments and look at her again in the light.

'She's indeed a lovely little strumpet,' he thinks as he fondles her tits, 'she'll make a delicious toy for our amusement and pleasure,' his thoughts continue as his eyes rake up and down her body from her smooth legs to the patch of hair not quite covering her full nether lips, up her soft and smooth belly to the tits he's kneading then to her lovely face with her slighly puffy, from her recent cocksucking, and very soft lips .

He gives her tits one final squeeze, then leaves her there and goes out to join Anson in getting the sluts inside.

He walks to the horse where the wench he bound is waiting. Bertie unties her ankles and watches as her legs hang loose and hears her moan as their cramped position, tied tightly around the horse's chest, gives her more pain as they can move for the first time since he tied them there.

Remembering his first days riding a horse astride he knows just how sore her thighs will be from trying to keep herself from bouncing up and down, and moreso without a proper saddle and stirrups.

He undoes the rest of her bonds to the horse's harness and pulls her off the horse and over his shoulder with her head down his back for he wants to get her inside and downstairs then bring the slut in the sitting room down there as quickly as possible so he and Anson may being their sport and fun.

Anson is just closing the cell door on the wench he'd brought to the cell area of the dungeon when Bertie strode into the passageway leading to the cells fondling the wench over his shoulder's ass and her pussy.

She's carried into a cell and dumped onto a straw pallet on the floor. He walks out and closes and locks the cell door behind him saying, "I'll be right back again my lovely. Do be waiting and ready for me... little slut."

Turning to Anson, "I'll get the other wench. Why don't you light the lights in the other room and I'll be right back again little brother."

At Anson's agreement Bertram turns and goes back to the sitting room once again.

Squatting in front of the slut fastened to the chair one hand again fondles the breasts he'd previously hurt as his other hand presses between her thighs, between her pussy lips to find her love button and rub it as he says, "Now my little slut 'tis your turn to join the other two."

He smiles at the involuntary reactions to his rubbing and strumming her nubbin and its growing, its swelling as he continues, "Do remember absolute and immediate obedience regardless what what your told to do my little cocksucking slut or you'll be sorely punished... and you've already one punishment forthcoming for being such a good little cocksucker and making me lose my bet."

Standing again he wipes his now wet fingertip across her upper lip and under her nose so she can smell the scent of her most likely unwanted arousal with each breath. Then he unfastens the collar rope and a wrist shackle.

She's pulled to her feet and her wrist is again shackled behind her back and Bertie uses the rope as a leash to lead her to the basement, down the passage and then past the cells where the other two wait.

They round a corner and he leads her into the torture chamber where Anson's just lighting the final lamp.

Bertie pulls her up next to him then pushes her in front of him.

"Little brother, I think it only fair and fitting that since this little cocksucker did such a good job on my prick and made me lose the bet that you sample her abilities and since you won, you get to punish her for me.
"As you do I'll look in on the other two sluts and choose which I'll bring here. Who knows, perhaps both of them one at a time or both together," he laughs.

That said Bertie puts a hand in the middle of Robin's back and pushes her hard in Anson's direction. Then he turns, walks out and closes the thick and heavy door to stop any screams from reaching the cell area and goes back to look at each of the slut's in the adjoining cells after going upstairs again, signalling the stableboy to come and collect the horses and carriage and tend to them then closing and locking the door.

"Well my exotic beauties who wishes to be the first to entertain me," he asks them both at once as he looks from cell to cell at the two naked lovelies.

 

[Miss_Shy_Newcastle]

Rose

Rose squealed in terror as she was dragged along the passageway. He was going too fast for her, she couldn't keep up and stumbled, trying not to fall. She sobbed as she was thrown in a cell, and watched as the other girl was thrown into the next cell.

"Well my exotic beauties who wishes to be the first to entertain me," asked one of the evil twins. Rose closed her eyes and looked away, hoping it wouldn't be her.

 

[MistressAthena]

Maria's legs were incredibly sore from the horse ride. And she was ehausted. When she was thrown into the cell she want to kick and scream but was just too tired. When one of the vile men approached and asked who would be first Maria looked to him with disgust and hatred. Her eyes squinted and she gave a look that was meant to warn him to leave her be. She was a fighter and would no doubt put up one hell of a fight. If he wanted her first, he'd better be prepared for one hell of a battle.

As beautiful as Maria was, her temper was unamatched. Being a virgin made her even stronger because she had no desires of sex that would weaken her. From the corner of her eye she saw how the other one reacted and felt annoyed. She wanted to tell her to not give in that she should fight as well. Maria was like a wild horse. It would take one hell of a stallion to tame her....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

He looks from cell to cell, from naked wench to wench trying to choose, to decide which one to take in with Anson and the other slut, but he just can't make up his mind.

Should it be the one obviously full of fire and fight to begin to break her and turn her into what she should already be at her age, a fucktoy and slut willing to please a man in any way, or should it be the one in the other cell who's closed her eyes, turned away in hopes she won't be chosen.

His rapacious eyes rake over their nakedness and drinks in each's attributes lustfully as he considers which shall be the first. Even though he's had his pleasure just a short time ago his musings, his mental pictures of each of them in torment, being used for his pleasure has his manhood stirring once again and since he'd not bothered to close the front flap of his pants it would be readily visible to any looking.

Finally Bertram makes his decision. He opens the door of the cell of the slut who's turned away and says, "Come here slut. Come to me and come with me willingly so you'll avoid far more painful punishment that that bit of whipping while on the horse's back."

 

[Miss_Shy_Newcastle]

Rose

Rose remained in the corner of her cell, eyes closed, sobbing, hoping he wasn't looking at her. But she didn't remember the other being whipped quite as much. No matter, she was going to stay here and pray it was the other.

Daring not to open her eyes, she curled into a ball and began to sob louder.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

Her fear, her terror and how she has now curled up and cowers arouses Bertie even more making him harden more as he strides into the cell and towers over her.

He bends and as she squeals and whimpers grabs a fist full of her hair and uses it to pull her to her feel as her hands grip his thick wrist trying to ease the agony in her scalp.

He uses her hair to pull her along beside him and out of the cell. As he turns her down the corridor and they begin to walk his free hand reaches over and begins to fondle, to maul her closest breast as he whispers just loud enough to be heard over her whimpers and moans of pain and humiliation, "Now you little stumpet, you slut whore you'll be given your first lesson in obedience.
"I told you to come to me and you disobeyed. You'll now be punished for that disobedience and very painfully at that... slut whore."

His hand squeezes, fingers sink into the firm and tender flesh of her tit then he lets go to open the door, shove her inside the torture chamber and close the door behind him.

She's standing staring around and at Anson and the other slut when Bertram's strong fingers grip and dig painfully into her neck. He pushes her across the floor as he grins at Anson until she's standing in front of a set of stock and a pillory, both open and waiting to recieve head and arms and ankles.

Bertie pushes her head in to the half circle cut out for her neck and says "Now slut wrists in their cut outs or I'll do this until you've put them there," and he presses down using the wood under her chin to choke her, make her gag and struggle to breathe.

 

[ozme52]

Anson and Robin

Bertram shoved Robin across the room, she stumbled and reeled into Anson who caught her in one hand her by the neck. Anson lifted her upright and swung her around, back towards the nearest wall.

"Well my little Robin. What a slut you must be. So good at sucking on a prig you actually made my little brother spew his load. And oh how you took it so greedily. I'd wager you spilled nary a drop..."

Anson knew his words would cut her deeply. Forced to obey for fear of her life and limb and then ridiculed for behaving like a harlot. Anson chuckled.

Anson released the clasps holding Robin's wrists together and hooked them to a pair of chains that dangled from a single hook in the wall above her head. He hoisted her by the neck, he was so strong, adjusted the chains and drew up the slack. Anson lowered her and nodded in satisfaction. Robin's weight was taken up by her arms and her legs dangled a few inched above the floor.

Anson went to an alcove and came out with a length of rod with two manacles, one at each end. These he attached, one to each ankle, spreading Robin's legs wide, so wide he had to push her legs two inches further than was easy to shackle the second ankle. Each moan, groan or whimper just whetted Anson's appetite for more.

Anson lifted the spreader bar until Robin's feet were virtually higher than her head and hooked the bar to the chains.

He surveyed his work.

"So what now my little Robin. What shall I do with you now?"

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

After being taken out of the chair, Robin was led to what she heard one of the twins call, "the dungeon." As she entered the room, Bertie shoved her toward Anson, who caught her by the neck. She gasped for breath and he lifted her and turned her around.

Her wrists were separated and then rechained. Anson pulled on the chains and her body rose, small whimpers of pain coming from her throat as her feet rose off the floor and her arms bore the weight of her body. He manacled her feet and then attached a bar that spread her legs far wider than they'd ever been spread before. Robin felt as though her hips would pop out of their sockets. But he wasn't done. Using the bar, he lifted her legs until her feet were higher than her head.

Robin felt like a wishbone being pulled on to see which side would crack first.

"So what now my little Robin. What shall I do with you now?"

Robin could not mask the contempt in her voice. "I guess you can do whatever you like considering you have me chained like a common slave." Fucking pig, Robin thought and then almost laughed hysterically thinking her mother would faint dead away if she knew such language was even going through Robin's mind.

Get ahold of yourself! If you are to have any chance of getting out of this, you must keep control! Robin berated herself in her head.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

His little Robin's voice was filled with obvius disgust and contempt. Good, breaking her down would be all the sweeter.

Anson stepped back and admired Robin, contorted and exposed, totally open and available. He unbuttoned his breeches, pulled at and pulled out his prick.

"Pain later slut. Let's just take the edge off." Though Anson expected she would have a lot of pain. She better hope she gets wet fast....

Anson nudged the nut of his prig into Robin's furrow and pressed hard against her. Her back abraded on the rough wall, her discomfort apparent, Anson grasped her alabaster tits and squeezed them red between his finges as if to draw her onto his meat. He pushed harder but with enough give that he did not break through, not quite yet.

"Tell me my little Robin. Are you.... Excuse me... Were you a virgin?" Anson pumped forward and drove his ram far into Robin's quim.

 

[Miss_Shy_Newcastle]

Rose

Rose screamed as she felt her hair being grasped. Oh no, its me she thought. She grabbed at his weist, trying to ease the pain. She screamed as he dragged her by the hair along the corridor. She gasps as he mauls her tit then throws her into another room.

She wants to scream, to tell him how much she hates him, but with a gag in its not going to happen. As he pushes her head onto the cut out she gasps for air and quickly moves her hands to the right place, hoping he'll take the gag out so she can yell at him. She's also watching another girl, terrified.

OOC: Sorry I sometimes have trouble posting at the right time. I'm from the UK - think you guys are 8hrs different.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC: Only 5 hours for me MSN, but we in the colonies understand. *chuckling and a wink for ya*

IC:

Once her hands are in place Bertie closes the top piece trapping her hands and head. He then squats and moves each of her feet into the cutouts for her ankles that will keep them spread wide, wide apart. Wide enough apart that he can see the tendons in her inner thighs and the wooden piece is closed and latched keeping her bent over at the waist and unable to move.

He walks around in front of her and squats once again. She's facing the floor and has a very clear view of the open flap in his pants and the hard prick sticking out of it as he reaches under her and begins to play with her tits and nipple, gently at first but gradually more and more harshly.

"Well my exotic slut, now that you're where you'll be for sometime to come," and he chuckles at his pun as Anson, who's been watching and listening laughs, "I'll go get the other slut.
"You see I decided it would be both of you tonight and not just you alone."

He squeezes her heavy dangling breast hard as he chuckles, "Now you wait right here my little slut. I'll be back soon with the other playtoy."

He gives each nipple a firm pinch, twist and tug then stands and rubs his cock's head under her nose and on her soft lips before turning and walking away.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

Robin bit her lip to keep from crying out when Anson painfully squeezed her breasts. The tip of his cock pushed against her opening, insistently seeking to be allowed entrance. Robin strained against her restraints, but it was no use. She was trussed firmly, unable to move anything but her head.

This vile man... no he was no man... he was an animal, was about to take her innocence. "Tell me my little Robin. Are you.... Excuse me... Were you a virgin?" Robin didn't give him the satisfaction of screaming as his cock tore past her maidenhead and pushed her fully and unwillingly into womanhood.

"You bastard! I hate you! I hope you rot in Hell!!"

 

[ozme52]

Anson

Ahhhh, the exquisite feel. That bit of natural resistance and the surge as one pops through hymen and explores virgin territory.

Instead of the shriek he was expecting Robin hurled invectives at him.

Anson savored the next two or three strokes, excruciatingly slow, feeling Robin's pussy meat dragging along the sides of his prig, feeling the nut carve its way up her passage. Feeling it close over him as he slowly withdrew.

Anson looked at the joining of their flesh and grinned lewdly at his crimson shaft, crimson with Robin's deflowering.

"Look my dove, you're leaking..... shall I plug it up for you." The next stroke slammed her into the wall as Anson visiously slammed his hips into Robin. But again, Robin stoically denied Anson the scream he craved.

"Nothing? No reaction at all? Not even a sweet endearment?"

Anson, gently, lovingly carressed the stroked Robin's ample breasts and began kissing them and kissing at the marks he had left, brushing lightly at the nipples...

..wetting them and letting them crinckle hard in the cool air of the dungeon...

...waiting until he felt the slightest flutter of invoumtary appreciation around his cockshaft....

...a nip with his teeth at the very tip, oh so lightly, a soft scrape, a suckled.... cool air again...

then somehow yet with a practiced ease Anson had the engorged nipple caught between his molars.

Anson ever so slowing increased the pressure. When he felt Robin's body tensing, her legs quivering as if trying to run and her arms as if trying to throw him off, when he felt even her freshly pierced cunny begin to squeeze down on him...

Anson began to grind on that delicious pap.

 

[Miss_Shy_Newcastle]

Rose

Rose, who can only now look down, can see his hard cock in front of her. As he begins to maul her breasts, she gives a muffled squeal of pain. She sighs in relief as he disappears off for the other, hoping he'll leave her alone now. Cursing she wasn't ungagged so she could have bitten his cock.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertie:

Moments after reclosing the dungeon/torture chamber door he's standing in front of the cell containing the slut and is unlocking it as he says, "Well my firey slut shall we see if that fire and fight I saw in your will serve you and do you any good.
"Being the nicer twin, I will give you this one warning wench, the more you fight and the more you struggle and resist the more I will hurt you and the longer you'll be hurt."

"Now my fetching naked slut the decision and choice is up to you for you see I've decided it will be both of you for my entertainment and enjoyment and not just one of you," he says as he steps into the cell. "Now come to me wench. Walk if you're able and if not crawl if you must, but come to me.
"Disobey and your pain will begin. Fight and struggle and it will arouse me to subdue you and you're pain will be more intense the harder you resisit."

Looking right into her dark eyes, "Now slut come here. Now."

 

[MistressAthena]

Maria squinted her cat green eyes at him with an evil look. She stood and lowered her eyes to him so that she was looking even more evil. She could not speak because of the gag. So, she growled at him like some fierce animal and gritted her teeth so that her jaw muscles fexed. She poised herself to kick him if he came any closer. Her legs were tired, true. But, she would not roll over so easily like a dog. If he wanted her he would have to fight first.

She stood there waiting for his next move. She was prepared to kick him where ever she could. And she planned to make it hurt. She thought to herself, "How dare he think he can do this so easily!"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

He grins at her defiance, a truly wicked and evil grin as he tucks his hard cock into his pants and buttons the button at each corner to hold it in place.

Then his hands curl into semi-fists, lifts onto the balls of his feet and begins to stalk her showing a almost predatory feline grace to match the predatory look in his eyes.

He knows her hands are bound and useless so all he need beware of is her feet, knees, teeth and a possible head butt.

Bertie and Anson had fought as boys and young men until an accomodation had been reached then any fighting was done as a team, and now a well oiled team, against foes and they'd both studied puglism and fencing at University so physical combat was no stranger.

As he stepped into range of her feet Bertie feinted to the right then moved left prepared to block a kick or, if she was fooled by the feint to capture the foot and leg in his powerful hands.

 

[MistressAthena]

Maria was angry at first. Now, she had begun to feel a bit frightened. The man did indeed prepare himself for a fight. Not only that, he looked as though he were some sort of trained fighter.

But, Maria saw an opportunity and took it. She stomped down hard in hopes of crushing his foot. As her foot came down she grunted as if the grunt would put more force behind the stomp. She had wanted to kick him but was afraid that he would catch her foot. She hoped that is what he was expecting so that the stomp would connect....

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

His booted foot slides back so her foot slams down on the stone floor and at the same time bends, swings and slaps her breast hard enough to drive it sideways into her other breast and twisting her torso to the side as the meaty *WHHHAAAPPP!* echos in the cell.

He moves in, grabs a handful of her hair and uses it to drag her bodily on her ass across the rough floor toward the cell door.

 

[MistressAthena]

Maria could be heard screaming behind her gag. She was kicking her legs in an effort to get free from him. He ass hurt as he drug her across the rough floor. Behind her gag she was calling him every vile obscene thing she could think of. How many of the things could be understood through her gag was unknown. She thought to herself, "Just wait til you let my hands free you Bastard!"

Maria was still full of fight. She decided to continue fighting. She didn't care what he did to her. She would rather die than give in.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Bertram:

Out of the cell, down the corridor, through the door once he opens it and into the dungeon/torture chamber.

Across the floor as he says, "Big brother this slut is full of fight. Assist me and we'll string her up by her ankles.
"Watch her feet, she's a kicker."

"Well fine then," Bertie says when Anson refuses.

Without Anson's assistance Bertie just punches the slut he's holding by the hair knocking her nearly unconscious. He gets a pair of ankle cuffs and locks them around her ankles and pulls down two overhead chains with hooks he puts through the rings on her ankle cuffs.

Bertie watches Anson's cropping the little cocksucker's tit then strapping her pussy as he begins to pull up the chains slowly dragging the once again struggling slut's feet and legs into the air until she's hanging head down off the floor facing Anson and his toy and the slut in the stock and pillory.

With her hanging helpless in midair Bertie gets to iron cuffs connected by a short chain and locks them on the slut's wrists then removes the ropes that had been binding them.

As he walks around in front of her Bertie doubles over the two ropes so that he now has four two foot lengths of rough rope in his hand.

"Remember my warning slut? Now it's time to pay," and he swings the rope to the four tips dig and bite into the undersides of a breast laying down the top of her chest toward her face leaving four red stripes on the dusky skin. Moving to her other side he lashes the underside of that tit leaving four more stripes before standing directly in front of her and giving her wide open pussy the very same treatment.

The ropes moulded to her crotch. Each pussy lip was flattened by the impact. Her clit was driven against her pubic bone and the rope smacked the entrance to her love tunnel and their tips ended against the tight star of her puckered anus.

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Robin

Robin clenched her teeth together, refusing to give Anson any satisfaction of the pain he caused her. After the rough impalement which ripped through her protective barrier, Anson's next couple of strokes were slow, almost gentle.

"Look my dove, you're leaking..... shall I plug it up for you." A vicious thrust followed the taunt, and Robin's back slammed into the rough brick behind her. Even though she was screaming inside her mind, she did not give voice to it. It would take much more than that to make her scream.

Again, the extreme shift in his actions as he lovingly caressed her breasts with his hands before planting gentle kisses on the reddened skin. His mouth brushed against her nipples then retreated, leaving a wet trail of saliva which caused them to harden in the cool air of the room.

A strange feeling stole through the pit of Robin's belly and she felt her sex quiver involuntarily. A light sting shot through her nipples as Anson nipped them gently with his teeth. More quivers as he drew her nipples between his lips and sucked gently.

Robin didn't understand what was happening to her. She didn't know why her body was responding to the actions of this animal. Her nipple was caught again between his teeth, and this time, the pressure increased as he bit down on her senstive nub. She thrashed against him as best she could in her restraints. Wanting desperately to get away from the pain building in her nipple.

In horror, Robin realized her sex was clenching around Anson's manhood. He twisted his hips, grinding his cock deeper into her and rubbing his pelvic bone against her clit.

Suddenly Bertie entered the room dragging the third girl who was kicking and making noises behind her gag. Robin breathed a sigh of relief at the momentary interruption as he asked Anson to help him restrain the fighting girl.

 

[ozme52]

Anson

"Fuck off Bertie, can't you see I'm busy?"

Anson looked back into Robin's eyes and pounded into her twice more, slamming into her defenseless channel, repeating the motion that had caused her to react, grinding his pubes against the growing nubbin of flesh between her legs.

Anson whispered directly into Robin's ear, his breath blowing against the lobe and into the ear canal.

"I felt that my little Robin. Are we starting to enjoy ourselves?" the whisper ended with the smallest of hisses as Anson gave his hips yet another flick, rolled up onto the balls of his feet making his pubes glide up and down the enervated nub of flesh.

"Answer or I'll tear your teats out by the roots."