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Written by LC.
She tried to talk, her throat livid agony as she tried to swallow, but it was too late. A scrape of a door opening announced his arrival. She curled up tighter in her cage as his slow deliberate footsteps passed her.
She watched the other woman raise her head to him. The look on her face, in her eyes, the mixture of absolute terror and aching desire nearly broke her heart…He raised her chin with his hand. "Told her where she is yet?" The little one was surprised at the gentleness in his voice and the soft caress of his thumb on the woman's cheek. At the negative shake of her head, he walked over to the girl's cage and began to explain to her, as casually as if he were discussing some daring new play, that she was being held by The Academy; that she had been brought here at the request of the woman to fulfill her fantasy. "Sorry you had to witness that rather tasteless punch, she forgot for a moment that she belongs to me now and tried to back out of our agreement..."
The girl shook her head at this ridiculous explanation and then began to quake as he flatly stated that he had decided to move straight into the fantasy scene and began to unlock her cage. Where before she had been desperate to escape, she now pushed herself as far as she could into the corner and curled her fingers around the bars to try and avoid being pulled out to a place she instinctively knew would be far less safe. "Don't force me to hurt you..." Hearing that he meant it, she allowed herself to be half coaxed, half-dragged out of the cage and allowed him to support her naked body when she would have fallen. He led her over to a bench and when she was pushed to bend over; she began to fight again.
This time, he pressed a point on her throat and she watched the scene fade to hazy grey. When she next woke, she was strapped face down on the bench. Her wrists and ankles were fastened tight to the base, with her legs spread wide open and she was ashamed to feel a breeze playing on her exposed lips, making her aware of just how wide open she was. She could not move her head very much, the woman was in her line of vision; still bound herself and looking at her with a strange mixture of hatred and curiosity...a strange hunger in her eyes. The girl did not have time to work out what this meant, as she felt her jaw squeezed open and almost gagged as he thrust deep into her throat. Then her desire for survival kicked strongly in and she realised hysterically that this was what she was good at; an expert cock-sucker they used to call her at school...She could use this skill to win him over, to save herself.
And so, she sucked and licked, flicked with her pointed little tongue and laughed out loud at the thought that she was doing her best job ever. Her laugh seemed to provoke him into shooting cum all over her face and hair, and she felt some relief as his hand stroked her back. But then.."Now her turn..." and she looked through burning eyes at the woman who now looked extremely attentive. " I want to hear you sing, little one" The woman spoke in a low, sexy voice. "Every girl has her own special song and he is going to let me hear yours." And then the world as the girl knew it lost any meaning as she learned to sing and sing and sing...
A low fearful groan as she heard a whistling toward her back, a high scream as the cracking whip cut into her flesh; a different cry for each different implement that he taught her with over a long, endless period of time and space. Her mind fought and screeched as she struggled against her bonds, and then mercifully let go as she began to float in silver greyness, where his whips and canes felt like loving strokes and she became vaguely aware that she was more aroused than she had ever been, thick liquid pouring from deep inside her to mingle with the slick blood covering her welted thighs.
And then a long never-ending keening as he forced himself roughly into her arse...the stupid thought of a new loss of virginity as the world went black once more to block out a pain that she could not float away from. Waking up next floating in wonderfully soothing warmth; wondering how she was managing to magically breathe with her face immersed...and being astoundingly impressed at the startling blueness of the water..."My song, my song, MY song"
Edited Sun 21 Jun 09, 10:08 PM by Skyhook_The_Academy
