He forced Ginger onto her knees at his feet. Reaching into his pocket, he extracted a key to the elevator. He put it in the lock and twisted. The door opened.
"Get out of here!" he ordered.
Ginger stared at the empty elevator. She was being told to leave naked, without money, without anything. And wont, without Roger. "No," she sobbed. "Let me stay with you, Roger. I'll do what you want. If you want me to please Mr. Savoy, I'll do it. Anything."
Roger's anger softened slightly. "You'll have to prove it."
"I promise. Anything, Roger!"
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
She was taken into a room she'd never been in before. A single, circular couch dominated the room. Scattered around the couch were several expensive-looking sexual devices. She didn't have time to examine them before she was thrown onto the white couch and her wrists and ankles were spread-eagled with leather straps. She stared up into a huge round mirror reflecting her helpless form.
"What do I have to do to please Mr. Savoy?"
Roger ran his hands over Ginger's body, fingering her pussy and stroking her breasts. "All you have to do is come. Mr. Savoy likes women who know how to come. And before I'm through with you, believe me, you'll know how to come." He twisted her nipples between his fingers until they stood up in hard points. Then he taped small wires to each nipple and attached them to one of the machines.
"What are you doing?" she asked, startled. She watched him flick a switch and suddenly Ginger's tits surged with a pulsing current of electricity. Her nipples burned and sizzled with torturous arousal. The sensual feeling spread through her like a raging fire. Her body heaved and bucked back and forth as the current throbbed with controlled energy, bringing her to a state of arousal that she had ever experienced before.
Roger spread her pussy with his fingers and dipped his tongue inside. She ground her pussy into his face. He spread and stretched her lips apart until he could plunge his tongue deep into her dripping slit.
She felt him sucking and drinking her juices and bringing her arousal to excruciating need. "Oh, yes," she cried. "That feels good. Eat me! Suck me out! Stick your tongue in me, honey! I love it. Oh… ahhh!"
He flicked his tongue over her clit and ran his hands over her thighs, stroking and caressing her until every nerve in her body tingled with the same electric need as her tits and cunt. He lifted his mouth from her cunt and picked up an electric dildo from one of the many lewd instruments beside the bed.
Terror shot through Ginger when she saw the size of the monstrous-looking dildo. It was at least three feet long and had a head at each end. The flesh-colored cock looked like a huge snake. Roger pushed one end against her ass and pushed a button. Immediately the evil thing came to life, twisting and vibrating. He pushed the huge knob into her ass.
"No, no! It's too big," Ginger screamed, but she felt the awful thing plunging past her sphincter and tunneling up her ass, stretching and tearing its way into her as though on its own. "Stop!" she begged. She twisted and wiggled her hips frantically in an attempt to escape the punishing cock. Her efforts left her only sweating and exhausted.
"This is just the beginning, slave." He pushed the cock in and out of her ass, slamming it viciously forward until she screamed helplessly, and then pulling it out like a plunger until only the head remained between her buttocks. Each forward thrust drove the air from Ginger's lungs and left her gasping for breath.
She felt her ass burning and smoldering with a perverse arousal that caused her butt to suck at the terrible dildo with shameless lust. Roger bent the dildo so the other end could plunge into her pussy. She felt it ramming up her cunt as savagely as he had pushed it into her ass. The cock vibrated and throbbed inside her pussy, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
Roger stepped away from the bed and turned on a tape recorder. "Scream, slave. When you're ready, let it all come out. We'll get the sounds of your come on tape." He moved to another box, opened it and set up a small television camera.
Ginger felt the dildo buzzing within her and charging her nerves. She felt her climax ready to explode at any moment. Roger turned on the camera, made a final adjustment and stepped back.
"When Mr. Savoy gets here, he'll look at the film and listen to the tape. If you please him, I might let you stay." He turned and walked to the door.
"Wait," Ginger cried. "How long are you going to leave me here? I can't stand much more. Oh… I'm almost ready to come!"
"I told you. Until Mr. Savoy gets here. That could be anywhere from ten hours to ten days." He laughed sadistically. "Hang in there, slave. And remember, all you have to do is come." He closed the door, leaving her alone.
Immediately Ginger felt her body heaving and convulsing with exploding energy as her orgasm overwhelmed her like a volcanic flood. Every nerve in her body sizzled with releasing energy. "I'm comming!" she screamed. "I'm comming. Oh… oh! Stop it! Turn it off. I can't take any more. No, no!" Her screams echoed off the walls as her body writhed and spasmed against her binds.
The two-headed dildo vibrated deeper and deeper into her pussy and asshole. She felt herself being carried away on a wave of orgasmic torture that went on and on and on. "Take it out!" She screamed. "Please!" The electricity continued surging like sensual fire through her breasts. The dildo fucked her ass and cunt with tireless energy.
She knew no one would come. She felt her orgasm going on and on. The camera and recorder captured every tortured move she made, every sound she uttered. Ginger gritted her teeth against the endless torture and vowed to take anything they gave. Her love for Roger went beyond anything else.
And as soon as her first orgasm ended, the ceaseless dildo soon had her flesh aroused again and it started all over. She screamed and writhed with frantic contractions. Tossing and pulling at the straps around her wrists and ankles, she prepared herself to accept her fate whatever it would be. And somehow the fact that she was submitting for Roger made her torture seem all worth while.