"Are you cold, baby?" Johnny asked. "Don't worry. We'll warm you up soon enough. We'll keep you warm."
"Let's get the stuff on her," Bobby said impatiently.
"Are you worried she's going to get away now?" Johnny asked.
"You can never tell," Bobby answered.
Johnny laughed but he forced Mona over to a chair in the corner. She was made to sit in the chair while a metal collar was fastened around her neck. Leather cuffs were locked around her arms and around her ankles. The cuffs could easily be fastened to chains that hung from the walls in dozens of places.
They stepped back to admire their work.
"She looks real good like that," Bobby said. "Almost natural. A slave girl of the past all chained up for her master."
"And she has a nice set of tits," Johnny said. "Really nice. Better than I expected."
"I told you they were nice," Bobby said.
They were talking about her like she was some kind of animal, like some kind of beast being prepared for the slaughter. Bobby moved closer to her and rubbed his cock.
"Open your legs, bitch," Bobby said. "Open them wide. I want to see between your legs."
She looked up at him as if, just by her eyes, she could convince him not to this to her. She was ashamed to push open her legs that way, not in front of both of them. She could see the cruel glint in Johnny's eyes and she knew she had hesitated a moment too long.
Johnny's big fist came around and slammed against the side of her head. She was knocked completely out of her chair. He reached down and grabbed her by her hair. He dragged her back into her chair by a handful of her thick black hair.
"First lesson, bitch," Johnny said. "You do what you're told and it doesn't matter what. You do what you're told, baby, and you do it right then!"
She looked up into his cruel, grinning face and made the mistake of starting to say something. She saw his fist coming but she couldn't dodge it. He slammed the side of her head and knocked her out of her chair again. He dragged her back up into the chair.
"Second lesson, bitch," Johnny said. "You never ask questions and you never argue. You answer 'Yes, Sir' and 'No, Sir', and you do as you're told. Otherwise, you'll get hurt!"
Johnny was smiling at her now. He reached down and unzipped his fly. He reached inside his trousers and pulled his cock out. She could smell the strong scent of his prick. She couldn't stand to look at his cock. She turned her head away. He grabbed her head and jerked her back to face him again. She thought she was going to be sick as she remembered where his cock had been only a few moments before-up her asshole.
And now his prick was getting a little hard again as he rubbed his hand up and down. She could see a few drops of cum coming out the swollen tip. She shivered.
"You ever suck cock before, baby?" Johnny asked.
"No, Sir," she answered quickly.
"You're learning, bitch," he said. "You keep acting right and maybe you won't get hurt."
"Make her lick your cock clean," Bobby said. "I want to see that. I can remember how much of a snob she was in school. Now I want to see the snob bitch sucking your cock!"
He moved closer to her. She hadn't learned her lesson yet. She kept her lips tightly closed. There was no way she was going to open her mouth for that shit-covered prick. She tried to turn her head away again.
"You stupid bitch," Johnny said. "I thought you were learning but you're being stupid."
Johnny hit her hard in the face. She went out of her chair again. He picked her back up and started slapping her face. His open hand left her face red with the imprint of his hand, and there were tears rushing down her checks.
"You stupid bitch," he said again.
He let her fall to the floor and started kicking her. She had never been treated like this in her life. She was getting sick to her stomach. He wasn't kicking her that hard but it was the humiliation of her position that made her feel worse. She had always been such a proud young girl. It wasn't fair that she was being treated this way.
He picked her up again and sat her down in the chair. She could barely see him through her tear-filled eyes, but she knew what she had to do. She opened her mouth as wide as she could. He was looking right down her throat. "Open your legs too, fuck-face," Bobby said.
She did what she had refused to do before and she opened her legs as wide as she could. She had never felt so vulnerable. There was nothing they couldn't do to her, and she was helpless to prevent it. Her heart was pounding faster.
"You're learning, baby," Johnny said. "You're fucking learning. Now you just lick this cock clean, baby. Just lick it nice and clean!"
She knew she was going to be sick to her stomach. He moved his cock closer to her face, and she was smelling the rank aroma. She wanted to turn her head away so badly but she was afraid. All she could think of was the pain he had already caused her.
"I'm going to be sick," she said.
"You'd better not be, bitch," he told her. "Now clean my fucking cock up!"
She touched her tongue gingerly to the massive tip. She fought back sickness as she started running her wet tongue over his swollen cockhead. In a few seconds she had his prick glistening with her spit. She felt a choking sensation as he grabbed the back of her head.
"Come on, bitch," he moaned. "Come on and lick it clean. I'm not waiting fucking forever!"
She started running her tongue over the hot cockhead again. She could taste nothing but her spit and that made her feel bolder. Perhaps she could get it over with quickly. She slithered her tongue down the underside of his prick. She tried not to think about where his cock had been as she kept licking at his swollen prickflesh.
"Get it clean, bitch," Johnny moaned. "That's the fucking way. Get my fucking cock clean."
She had licked his prick all over. She had his cock glistening with her spit. She backed up to the head of his prick and took the swollen cockhead into her mouth. She held his cockhead on her tongue and then slowly started sucking.
"Oh shit, baby," he said. "You're catching on fast. You're catching on fucking fast!"
She let his cock slide out of her mouth. She really wasn't sure what he wanted next. She had heard of this kind of thing before, but she had never thought she would be in the position of having to do it. "Take it in your mouth, bitch," he said. "Take my cock in your mouth deep. Suck it into the back of your throat. I want to feel it at the back of your fucking throat!"
She let his cock slide over her tongue. Her nose and mouth felt stuffed with cock. She could smell nothing but hot cum. She was groaning softly as she took his cock deeper into her mouth. Her body shook.
"That's it baby," he said. "Take it deep. Suck it deep. You can suck it deep!"
His cock was getting deep. She couldn't breathe. He pulled back to let her take a breath and then he fucked his cock back into her mouth again. He was fucking even deeper this time. She knew his monstrous cock couldn't get so deep and yet it was.
He had his cock deep in the back of her throat. He stopped when his heavy balls were against her chin. He pulled back and let his cum drip on her chin. He fucked back between her lips again. He started gently fucking his prick in and out of her mouth.
Her tongue kept getting in the way. Finally she found a way to hold her tongue down so that his prick was fucking into the back of her throat. His heavy balls were hitting against her chin.
She kept tasting his cum on her tongue. He fucked again and again, making a slapping sound as he fucked his cock into her mouth.
Saliva and cum dripped out of the corners of her mouth. She knew she looked sick as he moved his cock into her mouth. He put his hand on the back of her head again. He kept pushing gently. His swollen prick was fucking deeper with every stroke.
"I'm fucking your face, bitch," he groaned. "I'm fucking your face. There's nothing better than a little hot tongue on my fucking cock!"