"You can't do this to me. It's inhuman!" protested Tanya, hoping that Marcus would move forward and slam that hunk of manmeat all the way up her wanton cunt.
"Stand on these chairs," ordered Henrietta. The red-haired woman pushed two straight-backed chairs near enough for Tanya to climb onto. The girl got one knee on each chair when the chains supported her arms suddenly went slack. She fell forward.
Only at the last possible instant did the chains tighten enough to keep her from smashing her face into the cold stone floor. She was split wide apart, one knee on each of the chairs almost three feet apart. And her arms were pulled straight up and back. She could rest her forehead against the floor but this was it.
With her white ass jutting so far up into the air and her cunt widespread for any possible intrusion, she worried what would be done to her. She wanted a sample of Marcus' cock. What she would get from these sadistic people was another story.
Tanya tried to look up and see Mr. Steele. She felt that he was the key to her pleasure. If he gave the sign, she would get the cock. If he wanted more degradation, she would get that. And with the humiliation would come pain. Lots of pain. Pain she could hardly stand.
"Aieeeee!" she cried out as the paddle began working on her tightened ass muscles. She hadn't realized how tensed up she was in this unnatural position. Henrietta spanked her with the paddle until her ass glowed a cherry red. And then she felt movement.
Looking back through her wide-stretched legs she saw the feet coming toward her. And then came the rocket blast of cock between her punished buttocks. Marcus rammed himself forward and didn't even try to slow down as he jammed his cock into her ass hole.
She screamed in pain. Her entire body trembled. She tried to get her legs free but the weight of her body held her in this uncomfortable position. She was exposed and totally vulnerable to the man's attempts at fucking her up the ass.
"No, no, up my pussy," she begged. "Not up my asshole. That buns, oh, God it hurts so baaaaad!"
It might have hurt but the nearness of his prick, the heat radiating from it, everything about this terrifying position made her come. She gulped and moaned and felt the ice and iron grip of orgasm clutch hard at her body. She couldn't move. Something about being frozen into this position heightened the feelings ravaging her body.
When she relaxed sufficiently to feel the pressure of the cock against her asshole, she realized the man was trying to stuff his cock into her without any lubricants. The idea of her ass being ripped to shreds by such a brutal entrance made her scream again.
But when the thick arrowhead-shaped cockhead managed to intrude on her tightly held anal sphincter, she came again. The woman couldn't understand what this change was in her. She was getting off on pain. And the pain in her asshole was intense. She felt the sharp, white hot stabs of agony fill her.
The paddling had given her a sexual warmth. This savage ass fucking produced only anguish. And Marcus seemed intent on reaming out her bottom with all the power locked in his strong, virile body.
Under other circumstances Tanya might have gotten off in a big way on the pleasure of the man's cock slowly moving in and out of her asshole. That could be as sexy as having a man fucking her juicy cunt. But this! Pain filled her like water filling a glass. She overflowed with the agony.
And came.
She hardly knew what was happening to her. Another inch of impossibly thick cock entered her asshole. And then another and another until the man's balls wetly slapped against her pussy lips. She could look back and up and see everything going on. But it seemed better to her if she kept her eyes tightly screwed shut. The pain wasn't quite as intense that way.
"You are, all the way up her back?" asked Henrietta of Marcus. Tanya didn't hear the man answer. He might, have only nodded. All she could feel was the mighty bucking of the cock against her tender, aroused flesh.
"Then fuck her! Thick her for all you're worth. Make that snowy-white ass of hers burn with the friction of your cock! Fuck, man, fuck!"
The sound of a whip snapping echoed through the room. Tanya flinched but the whip didn't land on her. She guessed that Henrietta was whipping Marcus, urging him on to ass fuck the helpless girl.
She was right. Tanya's entire body shook as Marcus pulled his prick out of her tight, sucking shit chute and then slammed back into her body as fast as he could. She thought he would rip her to shreds. The girl simply knew that her guts, were turning bloody from this mishandling.
But the heat of his long, virile cock turned her on at the same time. She was too confused to understand what she really felt. The man's hairy thighs rubbing into her taut, well spanked buttocks turned her on. The pain of his huge prick fucking into her asshole without any greasing at all hurt. She was torn between the love and hate, of this situation.
She loved the idea of this well hung man ass fucking her. But he wasn't doing it right. She guessed that he was pummeling her butt simply because of the way Henrietta swung the whip.
And somewhere, off in the corner, the black shrouded Mr. Steele watched with silent intensity. Tanya could never forget that this live sex show was strictly for that man's benefit. All that the red haired, leather-clad woman did was to please Mr. Steele. Even the mighty Marcus, with all his muscles, obeyed the powerful man. Tanya hated him with an intensity that scared her – and she loved him at the same time.
Who else could see her needs so clearly? He had ordered Henrietta to spank her. That had turned her on by warming her guts, her cunt, her ass. And she would have gotten off repeatedly on the cornholing if Marcus had only oiled his prick before getting it on.
But he hadn't. And the pain threatened to devour the young girl's entire body. Her back ached from the repeated impact of the man's body against hers. She was in an uncomfortable position to start with. The ass fucking made it all the more precarious.
But the pain and the pleasure she got from the carnal friction of his fucking cock blended oddly. She quickly discovered she couldn't tell which was giving her pleasure and which was giving her pain. Even when Henrietta turned her whip onto a naked, straining back, Tanya couldn't separate the two.
Pleasure-pain. Pain-pleasure. They became one. The feel of the meaty prick parting her tender inner membrane and pulling her apart merged with the delightful friction of his cock entering her. She came. The feel of his body rubbing sensually against her pain-wracked ass flowed together. She came again. The pain of the whip and the excitement of knowing Mr. Steele watched every second of this buggering fused. She came.
And came and came.
Marcus lost control and soon fucked her with the total abandon of a man on the brink of his own come. When she felt the flowing hot surge of his jism, she came again. And all too soon, his huge prick melted inside her body and flowed out, a thick rivulet of his jizz pouring across her parted cunt lips and onto the floor.
In her upside-down position, she could only watch. But it made her feel good. Damned good. The pain was intense, but the pleasure had been more potent. She felt she had won this round.
She'd show that red-haired bitch she could take it!
CHAPTER SIX
Tanya hated the timelessness of this mansion the worst. She could stand the abuse they all heaped on her. She could even handle the pain meted out by the sadistic Henrietta with her whip. Rut she couldn't bear not knowing what time of day or night it was. Tanya didn't even know how long she had been held captive by Mr. Steele.
She tried to work it out according to the number of meals she ate. But she wasn't fed on a regular schedule. Sometimes it felt as if they were giving her four meals within as many hours. Other times she was sure she had gone an entire day without eating.