He paused as Gloria gave a horrified gasp and hid her face in her hands.
"Oh you may not know it now, but I'm going to train you, train you to be the best sex slave in the world. And you're going to love it, every moment of it."
Gloria gave a scream of horror. Whatever dark prospect he had in store for her, it would drive her out of her mind. The perversions she had seen were so horrible she would die rather than join in any one of them!
"No!" she screamed. "No, I won't do it, I won't do any, of those things! Take me to the airport. I demand it, take me to the airport!"
David just laughed again and got easily to his feet. Gloria looked at him with new horror. This man who had been such a gentleman to her, from the moment he'd helped her, with the packages that she couldn't hold, was now a monster she hardly recognized. His large, handsome face seemed to be leering at her now, and the close-cropped black beard she had once thought so attractive, now seemed positively demonic.
"Got that robe off her," David said sharply and Gloria was grasped suddenly from behind by Jim. She yelled and struggled, but he had a grip of steel. He jerked her around and heaved the arms of her robe off her shoulders and down before she could move. She screamed and tried to hit him, but he leaned back with contemptuous ease and slapped her face.
Gloria couldn't even scream, she was so surprised and shocked. She hung in his strong arms, stunned as he heaved her gown down her arms and off. Then he spun her around to face David again.
She stood in front of him and started to cry. The humiliation was too much to take. All she had gn was the tiny nightie that only just came below the crack of her pussy, and the neck was so low over her tits that almost half of them could be plainly seen. She tried to cover her tits and hold down the hem of the nightie at the same time.
"Take your hands away!" David snapped. "Oh no, stop it, you beast, stop it!" Gloria wept. Her flawless face was a picture of tenor as she looked at him.
"I said, take your hands away," said David smoothly. "It will be very painful for you it you don't."
"Don't you dare, you wouldn't dare hit me!" Gloria spat, finding a desperate defiance from somewhere.
David grinned and nodded. Before Gloria knew what was happening, Jim had grabbed her once more and pulled her hands behind her back. In a blank tenor, she struggled, knowing that her little nightie was riding up, giving them all a great view of her white silk panties. Jim held her effortlessly and lifted her slightly off her feet, so that her high-heeled sandals only just touched the floor.
"Oh no!" she gasped, and pleaded as David came toward her. "Stop it!"
She sobbed as she watched him slowly reach his hand out and grasp the bow that held the two halves of her nightie together. Gently, he pulled on one of the lacy strings and slowly eased it out, drawing the loop through the knot.
"Stop it, you madman, you criminal!" Gloria screamed as she heaved around in Jim's grip. "I'll sue you, bring criminal charges, your see if I don't!"
But nothing stopped the agonizingly slow undoing of the knot between Gloria's tits. Suddenly, it came free in David's fingers and he smiled at her, dropping the string. Then, with equal calm, he cased the two halves of her nightie away from her tits, exposing them for all to see.
"Oh no," Gloria sobbed as her twin mounds of glorious tit-flesh surged free. She did indeed have a magnificent pair of tits. They matched her tiny figure perfectly, standing proud and pointing upward without the support of a bra. She felt her skin crawl as David reached out his hand and caressed them.
"Hell of a pair," he commented. "Slit, everybody should have a go at these babies." He ran his hand over the trembling flesh and took one of Gloria's nipples between his fingers. "I bet you'd like to lick cum off these, wouldn't you girls?"
"Oh yes, sir, yes!" Mandy and Alva chorused.
Gloria gave a sob of absolute disgust. They couldn't use her pure body for these perversions, they couldn't do it. She would see that they all spent the rest of their lives in jail!
Then things got more terrifying. David stepped back and Gloria stared as he raised his hand with the whip dangling from his fingers.
"I'm going to teach you your first lesson," he said softly and the whip slashed forward.
Gloria screamed in pain. David was an expert marksman, and the whip cut across her tits, leaving a red stain where several strips had landed.
Gloria stared as his arm went back, and the whip slashed into her unprotected tits again. She screamed and struggled, but Jim just jostled her on the floor a little and then picked her up again. David whipped her, and managed to get the bulk of the leather around her already horribly painful nipples.
"One more," said David calmly, and slashed the leather in again.
Gloria gave another scream of agony and fell to the floor as Jim let go of her arms. She lay there on the cold stone, hugging her throbbing tits.
"You beast!" she sobbed. "You utter beast!"
"Get me the number three," David said to Mandy.
The dark-haired maid handed him something. It was another short-handled whip, but there was only one tail on it, of braided leather, with a single knot in the end.
"Get up!" David said, and the whip cracked menacingly through the air.
Sobbing, and still not really believing this nightmare was happening, Gloria scrambled to her feet. She stood in front of her tormentor, not daring to meet his eyes, staring down at the hard stone she stood on.
"Do up the neck of your nightie!" David snapped. "You look like a whore!"
Terrified at what he might do next, Gloria hurriedly tried to re-do her bow. Her fingers wouldn't do as she told them and she struggled with the lace as the four of them looked on in amusement. Finally it was done, and she trembled as she wondered what was coming.
"Nice," said David, walking around her and examining her as if she were for sale. "Now, walk across to that bench over there."
Gloria would have refused, but the pain in her tits reminded her what would come if she did. Slowly, she did as she was told.
"Stop!" David snapped. "You couldn't turn on a rapist walking like that. Now walk back as if you want to fuck everybody in the room."
Gloria stifled a sob and clutched at her tits. "You know what happens." David warned.
Gloria hurriedly took her hands away.
"Now walk!" he ordered.
Gloria did her best. She swayed her hips as she had seen women do on the movies, and walked back to face the grinning onlookers.
"Shit," said David. "You sure got a lot to learn! Show her, Mandy."
Mandy gave a huge grin and walked over to Gloria.
"Watch me, slut," she said, and fucked her hips so that her dress rode up, showing the tops of her shapely thighs and the black panties covering her ass and pussy. She walked over to the bench, turned, and came back.
Gloria felt a new surge of horror. Mandy seemed to be demanding to get fucked.
"See?" said David. "Now prove you aren't entirely useless by showing us your tits again, and making us want to get our hands on them."
Gloria stared at him, wondering when this terrible night would end. The whip cracked and she hurriedly pulled the bow of her nightie apart and let the neck fall open.
"Fuck," said David with a grin. "Pull your tits out, play with them! Come on, you little cunt!"
That was more than Gloria could take. "No!" she screamed. "No, I won't do anything that perverted, I won't!"
David shook his head. "I don't think I'm going to fuck around with this one any more. The training can come later. Put her over the horse."
Gloria tried to run. Two steps, and Jim had her by the arms and had swung them behind her back. Mandy and Alva also came to help, grinning devilishly as they pulled her over to a bench padded like a gymnasium horse. Gloria was flung down over it and held there. Struggling and kicking, she screamed at them to let her go, but Jim just laughed. His hand pressed firmly into the small of her back while Mandy and Alva grabbed one of her arms and pulled them down toward the floor. Then they lashed her wrists to the bottom of the legs with leather straps.