Beverly knew I was angry with her, so I imagine it was no small surprise when I had a note delivered to her office asking her to meet me at a little bar the two of us had been to a couple of times. Being mad at her, I'm sure she wasn't expecting me to ask her out for a drink or two. I really wasn't. I had other plans.

I managed to sneak out of work about two hours early, knowing that I would need time to finish a few things and make some reservations before she met me. As for the rest of the plans, I'd made all the necessary arrangements well in advance, confirming them that morning so everything would run smoothly and without any hitches.

As I sat at the bar waiting for her, I had my first and only beer of the night. I'd already tipped the bartender off so he'd be pouring me non- alcoholic beer for the rest of the evening, since I wanted to be perfectly sober for everything that was going to happen. The ball was in motion now. I knew I could stop it any time, but I had no intention of doing that. Tonight she was mine, and the night I had planned would be a lesson she would never forget.

As she walked in and looked around, I could tell she was surprised to see me there waiting for her. She sat down next to me and I ordered her a Tanqueray and tonic, and we chatted about how each of our days had been. She told me hers had been pretty ordinary and uneventful, and I remember thinking to myself that when today is over, she'd consider it anything but a bland day.

After a few more minutes of idle chatting and sipping our drinks, I ordered Beverly a bowl of soup. Just as she was finishing I caught her first surprise out of the corner of my eye as he entered the bar. As we had planned, he walked over to us and acted like he hadn't seen me in several months, and I invited him to join us for a drink or two. I introduced Beverly to Ben, and he moved a barstool over so he could sit sort of between us but still a little behind us.

Let me explain about Ben. He's about my size and weight, and has the type of face that you see in ads for cigarettes or sports cars. He's a sharp dresser, always wearing clothes that make him look good. But I think the best thing about him is his overall manner. Aside from the fact that he's a genuinely nice guy, there's just something about that radio announcer voice of his that gets, and keeps, everyone's attention. Add to that the fact that he's very sincere, honest, and intense, and you have the type of guy everyone just seems to gravitate toward.

As the night progressed we each had two or three drinks each, and when the band started to play Ben asked if it would be all right if he asked Beverly to dance with him. I told him it was fine with me, and suggested that she take him up on it. Besides, I told her, I wasn't in the mood to dance. The two of them got up and left for the dance floor.

Their first two dances were relatively fast, but the third song they played was a slow one. I watched out of the corner of my eye as the two of them slow danced together. As the dance continued, Ben drew her closer and closer, until by the middle of the song they were touching everywhere from the knees to the neck. As the song continued, Ben began to gently rub and scratch her back, and before long Beverly was doing the same to him. They danced one more slow dance together, and then came back to the bar.

As Beverly sat down, Ben excused himself to go to the men's room, and I told Beverly I was going with him. We agreed in the men's room that it would soon be time for him to leave. When we returned to the bar, Ben made his apologies for having to go so soon, and he gently put his arms around Beverly and kissed her goodbye on the cheek.

Once he was gone, Beverly said that we should probably be leaving too, but I told her no - we were going to stay a while. I ordered her another gin and tonic. She protested, but I grabbed her by the arm and insisted that she drink it - every drop.

After she downed it, I told her I was going to pay the bill, then handed her my car keys and told her to go wait in my car for me. She left.

As I got into the car it was obvious that she was not real drunk, but certainly very loose.

"Ben seems like a really nice guy", she said as she started to snuggle down into the seat.

"Yeah, I guess" was my short reply. "You two sure got along well, especially on the dance floor. He sure seemed to like you."

"I didn't hear him say that. Did he mention it when the two of you went to the John?"

"I guess you could say that," I replied.

"Where are we going, and what are we going to do about my car?" she asked, suddenly concerned that she had absolutely no idea where we were headed.

"Where I'm taking you, you'll just have to wait and see." I told her in a very no-nonsense tone. "And as for your car, well, you won't be needing it for the rest of the night. Trust me."

Just as I finished telling her to trust me, I pulled into the parking lot of the motel I had rented a room at earlier. It was one of those older strip motels, the kind where everything is on one floor and you park right in front of your door. I remember the odd look on the desk clerk's face when I told him I wanted the very last room down, away from everything and everybody. "She gets a little noisy when we make love", I told him, "and I wouldn't want you to get a bunch of complaints from your other guests." He smiled and told me business was slow this time of year, so we could easily have that whole end of the motel to ourselves.

The two of us got out of the car and entered the room. As I closed the door, I turned around and, picking up an envelope I had left on the dresser earlier, handed it to her. I told her they were written instructions for her, and if she knew what was good for her she had better follow them exactly, and when I returned in 25 minutes, she'd better be ready. Then I demanded she strip completely. When she finished, I scooped up her clothes and threw them onto the middle of the bed. With a couple of quick motions I wrapped them up in the bedspread and all of the sheets, picked them up and, closing the door behind me as I left reminded her to be ready when I came back. The instructions I had left her were simple and didn't need any further explanation. They read:

Take a good hot shower and shave completely between your legs. Put on the garter belt, stockings, and shoes I have provided for you, then get out the items I put under the bed. Attach the ends of the 3 foot pole to each ankle, put your gag on snug, and put your blindfold on very securely.Put the security belt around your waist and fasten the handcuffs around your wrists. I want you to play with yourself and touch your pussy for the last few minutes until I get here. When you finish, you will be laying back on the bed with your feet facing the door. You have 25 minutes to complete all of this, and I will be back at that time. Don't you dare disobey me. Now get started! I will be back shortly.

When I came back, I didn't say a word, but stood for several minutes watching her massage her pussy. When I reached down to inspect her, I found a number of things wrong, and was very angry with her. I pointed out all of the little things that I wasn't pleased with."Your pussy isn't smooth enough. And it's all wet! I didn't give you permission to get wet! I know what it is - you've been having a fantasy about Ben, right? Oh, I know you have. Don't deny it. I saw you two dancing together. This is unbelievable - and I know exactly what I'm going to do about it!"

I walked over, picked up the phone, and dialed Ben's number.

"I told you she'd be having a fantasy about you."
>PAUSE<
"No, really. I caught her laying on the bed fingering her pussy and thinking about you."
>PAUSE<
"Hey, if you don't believe me, why don't you come over and see for yourself? I'm sure she wouldn't mind...."
>PAUSE<
"We're in room 28, the last one down."

About 5 minutes later there was a knock at the door. I took her free hand and put it back between her legs, demanded that she continue to play with herself, and gave her a stern warning not to stop. At this point I don't think she believed that there was really anyone there. But when I opened the door and she heard Ben's distinctive voice, all of her doubts were gone.

Speaking only to me about ordinary matters (sports, the weather, etc.) he sat down on the bed next to her. Beginning at her neck, he s-l-o-w-l-y worked his way down to her breasts, squeezing and pinching them and pulling on her nipples. He produced a set of nipple rings from his shirt pocket, and put them onto her as I talked back and forth with him from across the room, obviously unconcerned with the fact that he was letting his eyes, his hands, and occasionally his lips and tongue roam wherever they wanted to on her body.

Suddenly he pulled her hand out from between her legs and jammed his hand roughly onto her pussy and began playing with it. Beverly jumped and started to squirm and moan as he rudely toyed with her wide open crotch, but we just ignored her as we chatted. She persisted in squirming and moaning loudly, so I calmly walked over to her and slapped the insides of her thighs, telling her "Ben and I are trying to talk, and you're being very rude by making all that fuss and interrupting us. Hold still and be quiet!"

BEN: "You know, I probably should have stopped on the way and picked up a six pack. I'm gonna run back out and get one. Miller Lite, wasn't it?"

ME: "No, no, no - You bought the last two or three rounds at the bar, so I guess its my turn to buy. Besides, what kind of host would I be if I didn't at least buy you a beer? You stay here while I go out and scout around to see if I can find someplace to bring us back a couple of beers."

BEN: "Fine with me. Hope you don't mind if I, uh, amuse myself while you're out?"

ME: "Go right ahead and play all you want while I'm gone. It won't bother me a bit."

BEN: "You sure it won't it bother Beverly?"

ME: "Oh, it'll bother her, but so what. After all, when I came in she was keeping herself busy with her fingers up her cunt pretending it was you. The only difference now is she won't have to pretend!"

BEN: "Good point! Are there any rules for what I can or can't do while you're not here?"

ME: "Yeah, sure. One is if you can see it, you can touch it. Another is if you can't see it, you can touch it. Any questions?"

BEN: (LAUGHING)"No, that about covers it. Is there anything at all you prefer I didn't do?"

ME: "Yeah. Don't untie her, take her gag off, or remove her blindfold. And whatever you do, don't let her come. She doesn't deserve it."

BEN: "All right, so you're pretty much telling me to keep her tied up and don't get her pussy humming. That it?"

ME: "Yeah, that's it. Anything else goes."

BEN: "Anything?"

ME: "You heard it - anything. In fact, if the mood strikes you, there's a wooden box over here on the chair just full of little goodies."

BEN: "Like vibrators and stuff?"

ME: "Vibrators, nipple clamps, whips, butt plugs, paddles, you know. If you want to try anything out on her, go ahead. Experiment a little."

BEN: "All right! Whips and paddles! That's right up my alley! What if she screams?"

ME: "(Laughing) Then you'll just have to tighten her gag, won't you?"

I walked over to her and, bending down to whisper in her ear, threatened her by saying, "Three things. One, don't you dare get the bed all wet. I expect it to be dry when I come back. Two, don't you dare come or we will both make you one very sorry little girl. Three, you better do everything both of us tell you to do tonight, and I do mean everything, or we'll show you how little girls who don't know how to behave themselves can be made to wish they'd been good."

ME: "I'm outa here. I don't know the area very well, so I may wind up driving around for awhile."

BEN: "Don't sweat it! When you find it, you find it. And if you get hopelessly lost, I'll drop Beverly by your place in a day or two!"

ME: "(laughing) See ya in a while!"

BEN: "Yeah --- take your time!"

He grabs a breast in one hand and tickles her pussy with his other.

BEN: "The two of us will get along just fine by ourselves, won't we, Beverly?" (We both laugh.)

As I left the room, he put on a little soft music and, removing his clothes down to his underwear, laid down next to her on the bed. He leaned down to her and whispered in her ear.

BEN: "Isn't this a delightful situation" he said as he slowly ran his hands over her body. "Just the two of us, and all alone! I can touch you anytime I want to" he said as he inserted a couple of fingers into her pussy "and anywhere I want to. No one is here to help you, and nobody to stop me! Its pretty obvious you can't run. Hell, with that gag in your mouth you can't even scream! Nick won't be back for a long time, so no matter what I want to do to you, whether you like it or not, there's not a fuckin' thing you can do about it! But then, it doesn't really matter if you like it or not! I can kiss you" (he kisses her shoulder), "lick you" (he licks her ear) "bite you" (he bites the underside of her breast, then one of her outer cunt lips, leaving cherry red teeth marks in both places) "punish you" (he slaps the inside of her thigh), "or fuck you like you've never been fucked before (He pumps three fingers rapidly in and out of her pussy). I can create pain (he pinches and jerks sharply on her inner pussy lips) or pleasure (he gently tickles her clit) and there's not a damn thing you can do but lay there and wonder what I'll decide to do to you, and wait for me to do it!"

When I came back with the beer about 20 minutes later, Ben was sitting on the end of the bed and leaning right between her legs, staring up into her pussy as she played with herself for him.

BEN: "Somebody doesn't know how to listen very well. Take a look."

He grabbed her pussy lips and roughly peeled them open for me, inviting me to stick my fingers up inside of her.

ME: "She's all wet again! She didn't come, did she?"

BEN: "No, but her juicy pussy tells me she wants to. What should we do?

ME: "Hold her legs up while I put this in her."

He held her legs up and I lubricated her asshole and inserted the butt plug into her.

ME: "You better keep that in there until we decide to take it out of you! Grab that big rubber cock over there and cram it up in her hot little cunt awhile."

I held her pussy lips wide open for Ben, and he grabbed the huge rubber cock and plunged it into her, pulling it out and stuffing it back in slowly as he twisted it back and forth. The butt plug fell out of her.

BEN: "You spit the plug out, Beverly! You have no control at all, do you?"

ME: "You're not even trying to control yourself, are you?"

We stood her up and he moved in behind her, his hard cock pressing through his underwear into the crack of her ass and grabbing her arms just above the elbows. I took her hands and pushed them down to her pussy.

ME: "Grab hold of your pussy lips and pull on them, and don't let go no matter what. You got that?"

As she grabbed her pussy lips and began to stretch and pull them, I demanded that she pull them harder, and warned her again not to let go. I picked up the riding crop and began striking her breasts, first one and then the other. As he pulled her tighter against his cock, it caused her to let go of her pussy lips. I stopped for a moment, grabbed her free hands, and told her again that she can't control herself, and if she fucked up again we would make her very sorry. I cropped her breasts a few more times, then grabbed her with Ben and put her face up on the bed. We removed the leg pole, but threatened her with more whipping if she put her legs together. We took her hands and attached them to her ankles, then I laid down on the bed and had Ben help put her on top of me so we could make her ride my cock. As I slid into her, he took the long anal tool and inserted it into her asshole, working it in and out of her and threatening her with very harsh punishment if she came.

After a short time I withdrew from her and, removing her gag, forced her to lick her pussy juices off of my cock while he maintained the steady in and out motion in her asshole. When I was satisfied that I was clean enough, I pulled out of her mouth and immediately put her gag back in. He withdrew the backdoor buddy and re-inserted her butt plug. It slid out in seconds, and he picked it up in disgust and showed it to me.

ME: "She pushed it out again?!"

BEN: "You're just a hot little bitch who can't control yourself, aren't you?"

ME: "You're a bitch in heat who needs some serious training. Hard lessons you'll never forget!"

BEN: "I don't think she forgets. She just lets her cunt do all her thinking. But you're right - she does need training. You got any ideas?"

ME: "Since her pussy is doing her thinking, maybe instead of whipping her breasts we'll take turns whipping her pussy for awhile."

BEN: "That would be good for a few laughs, and it would help get her attention. But there are better ways to teach bad little bitches to behave. (He whispers in my ear.) "Think she could handle all that?"

ME: "Its for damned sure she's earned it! Maybe she can handle it, maybe she can't, but she doesn't seem to have much choice, does she?"

He walked over, picked up the telephone, and dialed a number.

BEN ON PHONE: "Karl? This is Ben. What's goin' down?" >PAUSE< "You busy for the next few hours?" >PAUSE< "Well, we've got a really hot little lady on our hands that just refuses to do what she's told to do. You want to help teach her a lesson?" >PAUSE< "I knew you would. You just love to get your hands on a bad little girl, don't you!" >PAUSE< "Oh, you're gonna love this one! Pretty, petite, sexy little body - and a slick little pussy that's shaved smooth and just begging to have you terrorize it for a couple of hours with all those nasty little things you know how to do." >PAUSE< "Yeah, and super sensitive! I just barely touch her lips or clit with my tongue and she starts squirming and moaning! I'm tellin' ya, you'll be able to make this girl jump and squeal for hours!" >PAUSE< "Oh yeah, she's got nice big pink inner cunt lips sticking out for you to have some fun with! I know how much you love to see how far you can stretch 'em as you maul and torment a wide-open pussy!" >PAUSE< "I really can't say if she's ever had that used on her before. Hell, most people have never even heard of it! But hey, there's a first time for everything! Live and learn, right? (LAUGHS) >PAUSE< How many girls have I watched you make scream with too much pleasure!" (laughs) >PAUSE< "OK, and scream from lack of pleasure, too!" >PAUSE< "Yeah, well this horny little sexpot is gagged, so she can't even plead with us to stop, or beg us to let her come, or scream when we've gone too far!" >PAUSE< "Yeah, gags are great. Do whatever you want to her for as long as you like, and no complaints!" (laughs) >PAUSE< "All right! Now that's a new one! You always amaze me with some new shit you've dreamed up! You're a sick, sick man, Karl!" (laughs) >PAUSE< "Of course we can test it on her. If that doesn't make her howl, nothing ever will. Besides, I'm tellin' ya, she has one super sensitive little cunt. It'll be easy as hell to get her screaming!" >PAUSE< "I know, I know. Hey, we'll just have to put some tape over her mouth too if she manages to scream around the gag." >PAUSE< "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you pervert. You love it and you know it. (Laughs) >PAUSE< "OK, you get all your twisted and demented little toys and shit ready and start dreaming up what you're going to do to her once we give her to you. We'll bring her over in a while, but we're going to have a little fun with her on the way. >PAUSE< "Oh, you know, the usual stuff. We may even swing by Doc and Marsha's club for a few minutes on the way over. They should have a real big crowd on hand tonight." >PAUSE< "Well, of course you can video tape what you do to her. Hell, we both want a copy! You know how much fun I have showing your videos at the little parties I throw!" >PAUSE< "OK, sounds great! We're outa here! Be there in an hour or so. BYE!"

I got dressed very quickly, sat her up, re-handcuffed her hands to her security belt, and put on her head gear. I carefully put a set of nipple clamps on her, with the chain running around behind her back. We each took a side of her and, grabbing an arm and a nipple clamp, stood her up.

BEN: "Let's go. We don't want poor Beverly to get bored, do we?"

ME: "I've got her clothes in my car... what should we do with them?"

BEN: "Where she's going she sure as hell won't need clothes. We can leave 'em here or lose 'em out the car window on the way. Its your call."

ME: "We'll lose 'em out the window. The way she's been behaving, she doesn't deserve any clothes."

BEN: "So true. Besides, we'll both be able to get at any part of her we want to if she's completely naked in the car."

We led her out to the car, where Ben pulled her in last from the passenger side, leaving her no choice but to put her head into my lap face down and sort of lay with her hips on his left thigh. He forced her legs open and immediately began to play with her pussy with one hand and stroke her puckering little anus with a finger of his other hand. She tried to close her legs, but he spanked her very hard on each butt cheek, leaving hot, bright red imprints of his whole hand and all 5 fingers, and warned her to keep her legs apart. To make sure, we put her right knee onto the dashboard and up against the windshield, and Ben put her left foot behind him in the seat, forcing her into a squatting position over his lap with her legs as far apart as they could possibly be, her cunt absolutely gaping wide open and ready for whatever we decided to do to her as I drove.

Then I removed her gag and, grabbing her by the hair, opened up my zipper and demanded that she give me a first class blow-job. I grabbed the chain in the middle of her back and told her that if she didn't give me the best blow-job I've ever had, I would pull on the chains to make her concentrate and do a better job. I gave the chains a couple of good, sharp yanks to let her know the two of us meant business.

We drove away with the inside lights on, purposely showing her off to truckers. At one light we pulled up next to a truck, and Ben rolled down the window to talk to the driver. He asked if we'd like another passenger, but we told him no. Then Ben took out that huge rubber cock and asked the trucker if he thought it would fit. "No way!" he called out, but then Ben showed him that with a lot of pushing and some effort, it did. The light was still red, and traffic was still flowing across in front of us, so Ben also took the large butt plug and forced it up her ass, then continued cranking the huge rubber cock in and out of her pussy for the truck driver's amusement.

As the light turned and we drove off, the trucker just sat there through the green in disbelief. We decided to skip going to Doc and Marsha's, at least for now. Maybe after Karl had had the chance to work her over for a few hours. With one quick jerk Ben yanked the dildo out of her pussy, but decided to leave the butt plug where it was.

BEN: "Turn in just up here on the left."

ME: "How many people are supposed to be here, anyway?"

BEN: "Its hard to tell. Maybe one, maybe a dozen. You just never know what'll happen at Karl's place. I never could figure out what sets the mood here. There could be anywhere from 1 to 20 people here tonight - all men, all women, a mix of both, you name it. You want to see wild, you'll see it here. They've had orgies, gang bangs, slave auctions, brandings, piercings, sex experiments - you name it, its been done here."

ME: "Sounds like a fun place! And which is YOUR favorite?

BEN: "Oooh. Tough Question! Forcing two women who've never had any kind of sex with another woman to put on a show for us with each other is always a kick. And then there's the contests."

ME: "Contests?"

BEN: "Yeah. The best ones are where we see which woman we can make come the most times that night. I think the record is 61 times. Whatever. And then there's contests for designing new things. You know, like new racks to tie someone to, new restraints, new gadgets to use on a woman's pussy or tits or whatever. Some are cute, some are brilliant, and some are downright brutal and Medieval. But the inventors always have fun 'cause they get to try them on the 'new girl'."

ME: "By the 'new girl', you mean girls like Beverly?"

BEN: "Bingo! You're catching on quick! Park over there."

ME: "And how are these, uh, 'contests' judged?"

BEN: "Oh, lots of ways. The most humiliating, the most bizarre, the most original, the most pleasurable, the most painful, you know, that kind of thing."

I parked the car and we sat for a few seconds as I pulled my cock out of her mouth and put her gag back in. As I started to get out, I asked Ben:

ME: "Is there anything else I should know before we go in?"

BEN: "Well, I guess just one little thing. At some point tonight, and I'm sure very early in the night, they'll take her gag away from her. Once they do, she'll be warned not to make a sound. Not even a gasp or a tiny little groan. If she does make even the tiniest little noise and they hear her, she'll get the surprise of her life. And this little surprise is one everyone really gets off on watching, so they listen close."

ME: "And could you tell me what this little, uh, 'surprise' is?"

BEN: "Wel-l-l-l-l, I don't know......"

ME: "Can you at least give me a little hint?"

BEN: "Let's just say I hope Beverly likes very big, very friendly male dogs!"

We both laughed as I got out of the car.

BEN: "Hey Nick, just so you'll know, with all the things they'll do to her in there, no woman has ever been able to stay quiet! Get ready to meet the happiest German Shepherd you've ever seen in your life!"

We both laughed as I walked around to his side and helped get Beverly out. We laid her face up on the grass, tying her hands together in front of her, then tying her feet together. I put a slightly shorter pole between her knees, which kept them spread apart about 2 feet or so. We picked her up like a dead body and put her, on her back, on the hood of the car. We could hear the sounds of radios and TV's from the neighbors houses all around us, and because it was only about 10:30 or so, we could see some people out in their back yards 3 or 4 houses down.

BEN: "Don't go away now!" Ben said with a little laugh in his voice. "We'll be back to get you when we're ready for you."

The two of us walked around the side of the house to a large door, and Ben opened it. But instead of going inside, he grabbed a long, thick wooden pole that was standing next to it. He handed me one end of the pole and said:

BEN: "There's still enough time to back out of this, with no hard feelings, you know.

ME: "Let's go get her. You know as well as I do she deserves whatever she is going to get tonight, and more."

BEN: "I can't argue with you there!"

The two of us walked back around the side of the house to the car, where we slipped the pole between her ankles and between her wrists. When we picked her up, she was hanging by her wrists and ankles from the pole, and the two of us carried her back around the side to the door, just like carrying some trapped game back to a holding pen, or carrying a captured animal into a lab where they'll perform experiments on it.

Once in the room, we stood her up and tied her to a large post which ran from the floor to the ceiling in the center of the room. We fastened one leg at the ankle and just above the knee to the pole, then put her other foot out to the side and up on a small waist high table. We ran a cord from her ankle cuff around and under the table, tying the end off on her nipple rings. Thus if she pulled back on her foot she would pull her nipples. We elbow tied her around the pole, and finally padlocked her head gear to a large steel ring. Finally, Ben reached down and, grabbing what little of the butt plug was sticking out of her, gave it a quick, hard jerk. It made a loud "POP" sound as it came out.

ME: "That should do it - she's not going anywhere!"

BEN: "In about 2 minutes she'll start to learn a lesson she'll never forget!" (Laughs)

ME: (laughing) "Good - that's just what she needs. I'll bet you wish you'd been good for us now, don't you, Beverly! What do you say we walk over to that bar just up the street, have a couple of beers, and catch the rest of the game while things get started here."

BEN: "Perfect. On the way over I'll tell you what they're going to do to her until we get back. But I won't tell you here and spoil Beverly's surprises!"

We both laughed and closed the door behind us on the way out.

Several minutes after Ben and I had left, Karl entered the room. He approached her in complete silence and, saying nothing at all to her or touching her in any way, simply got very close, letting her feel his warm breath on her shoulder. He first let a finger gently tickle a nipple, then slowly let it tickle a path up to her neck. He grabbed her by the hair and, as best he could because her head harness was attached to the pole, pulled her

hair and growled into her ear, "You will learn, woman. Do you know why bad little bitches like you are suddenly so good after we finally let them leave here? Its because they never, ever want to go through this again!"

He unbuckled her gag and, again growling into her ear warned her, "Don't say a word or make any sound at all unless I tell you to." He slipped a finger between her butt cheeks and tickled her asshole. "No groans, no grunts, no gasps no moans, no screams, no pleas, no cries - not even heavy breathing. Nothing but silence, do you understand?. I offer no forgiveness and give no second chances."

He unfastened her right hand and re-attached it to her security belt, leaving a small amount of slack. He stepped back and gave her his first demand, "You are going to put on a little show and amuse us by masturbating while we watch. Now get that hand going on your cunt before I get bored with you."

As Beverly slowly began to use her fingers to play with her pussy, he drew a whip gently across her outstretched leg.

KARL: "I'm sure you know what I just laid across your leg, but I'm going to tell you anyway. Its my favorite whip, and I just want you to know its right here in my hand, just in case you decide to stop playing with your pussy, or decide to come without me telling you that you can."

He stepped around in front of her and, toying roughly with her breasts, kissed her passionately and somewhat roughly, darting his tongue into her mouth several times. He ran his hands up and down her body at will, pausing here and there to taunt, tease, pinch, scratch, and probe her. He worked his way around behind her and, using one hand to spread her cheeks began to tickle her asshole, then slid a finger up into her, following it immediately with a second and third finger.

KARL: "Hmmmmm, already greased up and ready to go! You are a hot little bitch, aren't you?"

He leaned toward her ear and began to tell her exactly how he wanted her to masturbate for him.

KARL: "I think you can do a much better job playing with yourself. Since you're supposed to be fucking yourself to entertain us, I think you ought to stick your fingers up your pussy and fuck yourself with your hand. Your job here tonight, if you want to call it that, is not to do anything halfway. You'll do whatever we tell you to do. Whether you want to do it or not, whether it will be excruciatingly painful, outrageously humiliating, or your worst nightmare coming true doesn't matter to me. Here you are nothing but a slut, a whore, and a bitch. I couldn't give a shit what you think, what you want, or what you don't want. To me, your mouth, tits, nipples, ass, asshole, cunt, clit, and pussy lips are all I'm concerned with. The rest of your body just happens to be here, too. Now fuck yourself for me, cunt. I'm getting impatient with you."

Beverly inserted 2 fingers up into herself and moved them around, but he yanked back on the 3 fingers he still had up her ass and slapped her butt cheek as hard as he could with the other hand.

KARL: "When I tell you to put your fingers up your cunt I mean all 4 of them, unless you prefer I get down there and see if my whole fist will fit up there!"

Beverly did her best to shove all 4 of her fingers up her pussy, but in spite of the fact that she was soaking wet down there she had a little bit of trouble. She managed to get a little bit of rhythm going as she fucked herself with her hand, knowing he was watching her every move.

As he continued to probe deeper into her asshole, he whispered in her ear, "Stop playing with yourself." He took her hand and re-tied it behind her, then stepped away and around in front of her again, kneeling down with his face in her crotch, blowing gently on her open pussy to let her know he was there.

"They were right about your pussy. It is shaved soooo smooth and just begging to have me work it over tonight."

He grabbed her outer pussy lips and spread them open, blowing on her again to remind her that he was right there between her legs. "Your whole, hot little pussy is completely at my mercy!"

"My, my, my," he muttered as he grabbed her inner lips with his free hand and gently pulled on them, stretching them toward the floor. And would you just look at these tender tidbits hanging out of here. What should we do with them? Kiss them? Pull on them? Twist them? Put some clamps on them? Hang weights from them? Bite them? Spank them or whip them? Or maybe I could very s-l-o-w-l-y take my piercing needle and make a couple of nice little holes and install a gold ring or two! Oh well, the night is young, and we'll have lots of time to be creative with these little jewels."

He carefully and very slowly inserted 3 fingers up into her cunt, taking a full minute or more to bury them in to the last knuckle.

"Ooooooh, and even with our legs spread we have a tight little cunt hole! We both know what that means, don't we Beverly? That means the really huge dildoes a lot more fun, right?" (he laughs) "I've got a whole collection of dildoes that are bigger around than your ankle! One's rubber, with hard little knobs sticking out of it the size of grapes. One's wood, with lots of little free wheeling steel spiked spurs all over it that'll just drive you wild. Another is solid steel, and can be the most fun of all with a little imagination. I like to soak it in ice water or dip the tip of it in hot water for awhile before I use it. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

He laughs out loud at the look on her face. "Well, we'll save those for later. We wouldn't want you to enjoy yourself too much right at the start, now would we? Besides, a girl needs something to look forward to, right?"

He again laughed at the look on her face, and pulled his fingers out of her. He picked up a set of clamps from the floor which had 4 clips, each attached to chains, which all met at a large ring in the middle. He carefully clipped one clamp onto each of her outer pussy lips, and one onto each of her inner pussy lips, then slowly began picking up some lead weights, each about the size of his thumb and weighing about a quarter pound each, and began hanging them from the ring.

"I want you to tell me when you can't stand any more weight, all right Beverly? But you must wait until the very last second. If I think you're lying to me, I'll put all of the weights on. All 30 pounds of them! Make a kissing sound if you understand."

Beverly made a kissing sound with her lips, and Karl began adding more and more of the weights. Her pussy lips were visibly being stretched downward now, easily an inch and a half or more.

"Whenever you can't possibly stand another weight, I want you to say, 'please stop'"

He slowly added more weights - six, ten, fifteen. When he finally hung number 22, Beverly cried out, "PLEASE STOP!!!"

Karl didn't say a word to her, but stopped adding weights. He gently unclipped the clamps from her outer pussy lips, but then re-clipped them to her inner pussy lips about an inch from where the other ones were attached.

"Twenty-two weights. Hmmm. That's only five and a half pounds. I thought you would be able to take much more than that, Beverly. I'm going to add two more, to bring the total up to a nice, even six pounds. You don't have any choice in this - I'm just going to do it." Karl added the two extra weights, and by now Beverly's pussy lips were stretched down a full three and a half inches toward the floor. He stood up and looked at her, then walked around in back of her for her next surprise.

Karl snapped his fingers, and two women, wearing nothing but ball gags and some very coarse rope which tied their breasts very tightly, now entered the room. Each of them grabbed some more of the weights and hung five from each of her nipple rings, then poured a beautifully scented oil onto her and began to rub it into every single part of her body from her neck to her ankles, hot missing a single square inch of her.

Karl pulled a chair over in front of Beverly and sat down in it, facing her. One of his assistants put a small foot stool under his feet.

"I have sent word to Ben and Nick to come back in 10 minutes. In the meantime, they're going to keep rubbing oil into your skin while I watch." With that, he positioned himself so he could, whenever necessary and with a minimal amount of effort or movement, use his toe to tap the weights dangling from her pussy to make them swing back and forth, either wildly or gently, as he chose.

When Ben and I got back, Karl was sitting in his chair calmly reading a magazine while almost mindlessly tapping the weights to make them gently swing back and forth while 4 hands slipped and slid all over her oily body. As we approached, Karl began to tap the weights much harder, and gave them one last kick that sent them flailing around wildly, causing the chains to jerk and tug her sore and stretched lips in every direction as far as they could stretch. After watching them finally stop swinging, he motioned for the girls to remove all of the weights from Beverly, and finally to take all of the clamps off of her.

He set the magazine down and leaned forward in the chair, examining Beverly's inner pussy lips and the small red marks that remained on them from the clamps.

KARL: "Looks like I've managed to make 'em a little longer than they were when she got here." He laughed. "There's one little bitch that's been brought here quite often, and hers are now just a little over 10 inches long. Of course she wears them all night, and the 30 pounds I hang from her really makes them stretch. Maybe someday we'll get Beverly to that level!"

Ben walked over and knelt down in front of her, and tenderly cupped her tortured pussy lips in his hand. He leaned forward and, using just the tip of his tongue and his lips, began to nibble on them and caress them, occasionally letting his tongue dart up and around her clit.

Karl clapped his hands, and the two girls left the room, only to be replaced in a few moments by 2 men carrying chairs for Ben and me.

KARL: "Have a seat, gentlemen, and enjoy yourselves. We have a very long night in front of us, and I wouldn't want you to get tired."

Ben and I sat down as the two men moved over toward Beverly. One began licking and lapping at her pussy with a feverish pitch, while the other opened up a pouch he was carrying and took a long multi-stranded whip out. It whistled through the air just seconds before it cracked loudly against her right butt cheek, her flesh quivering from the blow as a bright red mark began to appear.

He poured a small amount of oil onto his hand and immediately rubbed the spot his whip had just stung, kneading it briskly into her reddened skin. He stepped back again and landed another blow, this time on her other cheek, and again rubbed oil into her tender skin at the point of impact.

Just as it was obvious that Beverly was going to go crashing over the edge into an orgasm, they stopped licking her pussy and, as one swung the whip the other would rub oil into the red marks it left on her skin. Her ass, her inner thighs, her outer thighs, her breasts, her belly, the area just above her pussy slit - all were soon to be struck and then oiled over and over again in no particular order, so she would never have any idea where the next blow would land. In between blows the one who was not rubbing oil into her would tickle her pussy with his tongue, fingers, or the handle of the whip until it was time to strike again. The whole process was repeated again and again, until they had brought her to within two tongue flicks of a screaming orgasm a dozen times or more, only to stop short and let her cool down before they continued.

The last time they stopped short of letting her come, Karl made a small gesture with his hand for them to untie her and take her over to the pillory (like the Puritans used to use) and put her hands and head into it before closing the top and padlocking it shut.

Once her head and hands were secure, a small padded piece was put under her forehead to rest her head on. They took her legs and spread them out very wide, tying her ankles to some large metal rings in the floor. Finally, a long length of coarse, rough, bristly rope about the size of my thumb was tied to the front of her belt, but just left hanging there. The two men removed her blindfold and then left the room.

Karl stood up and walked over to the large cabinet just to the left of Beverly. As he opened the two massive doors, I could see it was packed full of an incredible array of devices, sex toys, and quite a few gadgets that, despite the fact that they obviously were designed for use and abuse of a woman's pussy, I really had no idea what they were.

The first item he selected was definitely a butt plug of some sort, with a small rubber hose and a squeeze bulb connected to it. As he squeezed the bulb, the plug began to inflate and grow in size. He handed it to me.

KARL: "This is a fun little toy for starters - why don't you try it? But be careful. It'll inflate to just about the size of your neck."

I slid the new butt plug into her, and noticed that it went in very easily. One, because it was relatively small in its uninflated state, and two because she was still very well lubricated and, having had a number of large items stuck up her ass for the last few hours, it was still relaxed and eager to accept any intruder.

Karl still held the squeeze bulb in his hand, and once I had jammed the new butt plug all the way into her, he began to squeeze the bulb, which caused the plug inside of her to start expanding.

KARL: "Here - why don't you take over for a while?"

"Thanks" I said as I took the squeeze bulb from his hand. I began to squeeze the bulb, and as I watched I could see the butt plug growing with each squeeze inside of her. I kept pumping and pumping, until it had grown to nearly the size of my wrist. I didn't dare pump it any more - I didn't know how much more stretching her asshole would be able to take.

By now Karl and Ben had moved over in front of Beverly so she could see them, and Karl had retrieved the three huge dildoes he had told her about earlier in the evening.

"Pick one, Nick" Karl said as he held up the dildoes. As I looked them over, I could see that each had a specific purpose. The cast iron one looked very cold and menacing. The one with the steel spurs in it looked like it could, with hardly any effort at all, provide an incredible amount of pain. And the one with the large bumps and knobs all over it would surely make an impression as it ground in and out of her cunt.

"Which is your favorite, Ben?" I asked.

"I'm kind of partial to the one with spurs." Ben said. "It almost always brings out a little noise, if not an outright scream as we put it in. Then again, this one" he said as he grabbed the one with the huge bumps and knobs all over it "really reams out a pussy and lets a girl know she's got something up her cunt."

I reached over and grabbed the dildo from Ben, and the two of them laughed as I slowly started grinding it up into Beverly's pussy. Each bump and knob offered resistance as it forced her flesh out of the way so it could gain entry into her. Even without all those knobs on it, it would have been difficult to force into her simply because, as Karl had promised, it was not only bigger around than Beverly's ankle, but damned near bigger around than mine.

When I had finished stuffing it into her, Karl walked around and forced a finger up her cunt as well.

KARL: "Looks like there's still a little room up there. Well, we can fix that!"

Karl took the rubber bulb and pumped the butt plug up another dozen or so pumps, then let it fall. He walked over to the cabinet and took out a soft, flat vibrator and, with a little bit of duct tape, taped it in place over her clit. Then he took the heavy rope that had been left dangling and passed it between her legs, through a loop in the back of her belt, then on to a hook in the ceiling. As he pulled the rope tighter and tighter, it not only forced the dildo and butt plug tighter into her, it jammed the vibrator against her clit and picked her feet up off of the floor so that all of her weight was suspended by her crotch as it hung on the rope.

As he turned the vibrator's switch on I could hear it humming against her clit, and I could tell by the way Beverly was trying to move that it was getting to her. But no matter how she moved, she couldn't get away from anything. Not from the throbbing vibrator. Not from the huge knobby dildo imbedded in her. And not from the 2 1/2 inch butt plug.

"Come on upstairs for a few minutes" Karl said to Ben and me. "I've got a video I want you to see." Karl quickly blindfolded Beverly again, and the three of us started up the stairs. "And by the way, Beverly" he said in a low, stern voice, "You don't have our permission to come yet, so the floor better be dry as a bone when we come back!" The three of us laughed as we walked up the stairs.

When we got to the top of the stairs, we turned around and silently tip-toed back down and stood behind Beverly. I picked up the whip and handed it to Ben, and Karl got a very sturdy leather paddle for himself and a riding crop for me. It was only a matter of a minute or so until Beverly started coming, her juices splashing onto the floor in gushing bursts. But before the first splash of her cum hit the floor, Ben was working on her breasts with the whip, Karl was paddling her ass with the leather paddle, and I was decorating the insides of her thighs with the riding crop.

"You're not allowed to come!" I shouted as the three of us kept up our barrage. But the more the vibrator hummed, the more Ben danced the whip upward onto her dangling tits, the more Karl reddened her cheeks with the paddle, and the more little bright red patches I left on her inner thighs with the crop, the more she came. She was coming so hard at first I thought she might pass out, and I could see her cunt and her ass squeezing with all their might to force the huge intruders out of her body. But even if she could have gotten them to budge a little, the rope wasn't going to let them go anywhere.

Finally after the floor under her was completely soaked, the three of us stopped and we turned the vibrator off. As Karl untied the rope from the ceiling, I reached between Beverly's legs and grabbed the vibrator, yanking it and the duct tape off of her, the sharp ripping sound of the tape coming off of her pussy echoing off the walls. Ben grabbed the dildo and Karl grabbed the butt plug, and the two of them yanked them out of her at the same time. I'm not sure which made more noise as it came out. But the slurp-pop sound was very loud.

Karl released her from the pillory, and we took her over to a low bench on the other side of the room. It was about 20 inches tall and 15 inches wide with a padded top, and just long enough for a person to lie down on. We put Beverly on it on her back, and pulled her down so the end of the bench was just even with the dimples above her butt. Ben put a small pillow under her head to make her comfortable as Karl took her hands and fastened them to some rings on the side of the bench near her waist with padlocks. Finally Karl and I each grabbed a leg and padlocked them to some chains hanging down from the ceiling. With the push of a button her feet were picked upwards and back toward her head. Another switch pulled them a good 4 feet apart.

When we were done, Karl left the room for a moment, and returned with another assistant, who knelt between Beverly's legs and began licking and nibbling at her pussy while Ben and Karl began kissing her breasts and sucking on her nipples."You may come as much and as often as you wish", Karl told her. "In fact, we want you to come!"

I'm sure Beverly was a little confused. All night she had been threatened and punished for coming, and in fact for even letting her pussy get wet. Now she was not only being allowed to come, but from the tone of voice it sounded as if we were demanding that she come.

Beverly lay there, strapped to the bench, legs spread open, and unable to move. I moved in closer as the assistant leaned forward and, using fingers to gently peel back her lips, began a gentle but relentless tongue assault on every part of her from her clit to her anus, leaving no part of her untouched or unlicked. Within a minute her breathing began to get heavier and more rapid, and just as her body began to shake and jerk with the orgasm that unknown tongue was giving her clit, Karl leaned down to whisper into her ear.

KARL: "You are so hot! I guess it must be true that the best oral sex a woman can have is when its done by another woman! Oh, I'm sorry, Beverly! Did we forget to tell you that it's a woman who's enjoying the sweet taste of your cunt?"

The three of us all laughed as Julia continued not only her oral assault between Beverly's legs, but also began to use her fingers up inside of her to excite her even more.

ME: "We're going to go upstairs for awhile while Julia amuses herself with your body. When we come back, maybe we'll let you please her awhile!"

As we headed up the stairs, we all looked back as Beverly moaned and screamed as Julia's delicate, feminine fingers and long, slippery tongue gave Beverly yet another orgasm.

After about 15 minutes upstairs, the three of us decided to wander back down and see how things were doing. Julia was still at it, and Beverly was busy gasping for air as another orgasm raced through her body.

Karl put his hand on Julia's shoulder and gently pulled her back and away from Beverly. Ben and I untied her and stood her up, and Julia came over and held her while Ben and I both got undressed.

Ben laid down on his back on the floor, his head and shoulders under the end of the bench we had just taken Beverly from. Karl and I each took her by an arm and guided her over toward Ben, then picked her up and made her straddle his body with her head facing his. We gently pushed her down until she was squatting over Ben, then with his hands grasping her hips he pulled her down while Julia guided Ben's hot, hard cock up inside of her until every last inch of it had disappeared.

I stepped around behind Beverly, and as Karl guided her head and shoulders forward, knelt down behind her and used my hands to spread open her cheeks. I carefully leaned forward and buried myself inside her still very hot and slippery ass. Ben and I began a gentle rocking motion with her, and as each of us withdrew and plunged back into her again and again, we could feel her excitement growing as her muscles began to squeeze and contract on our rock hard cocks deep inside of her.

Our two cocks burrowed into her, Ben's forcing itself farther into her pussy while mine searched deeper and deeper into her ass. As she grew more and more excited we gradually took the pace slower and slower until, just before we sensed she was going to come, the two of us abruptly withdrew from her.

Karl leaned down and gently removed Beverly's gag. He bent down and whispered into her ear.

KARL: "Do you want to come some more, Beverly?"

She nodded yes, unsure of whether she was permitted to speak or not.

KARL: "I thought so. But you've been pretty passive tonight - I think its time you took a little more active role."

Karl unfastened her hands from her belt, but warned her to keep her arms at her sides until she was told she could move.

KARL: "Lean forward, Beverly, and spread your legs farther."

Beverly moved her knees farther apart, which was difficult because Ben was still under her. Karl then grabbed her by the shoulders and spoke to her again.

KARL: "You have had all the pleasure here tonight, Beverly. Its time you gave a little back to someone else." As he spoke to her, Julia laid herself down on the bench in front of Beverly and slid down so her ass was hanging over the end, directly over Ben's chest. Ben reached up and pushed her legs apart, then reached over to take what Karl was handing to him.

KARL: "Now its your turn to please someone else. If you refuse, or fail to do the best that you can, Ben will start putting little steel spring clips onto your tits and your pussy until you decide to do what we want you to do. And by the way, these little clips are very strong and pinch hard!

Karl slowly pushed her shoulders forward until her lips gently, but just barely, touched Julia's dark, red, wet inner pussy lips, which were sticking out of her smoothly shaved cunt.

Beverly pulled back and turned her head, but as she did Ben began to place clips onto her pussy. First 1, then another, then more. Within a minute there were a dozen or more on her. Her inner lips, outer lips, nipples, and the insides of her thighs were slowly being covered with the sharp, tight little tiger clips.

KARL: "You know, all you have to do is lean forward and do to Julia what she did to you - just make her feel good! As soon as you do, we'll take all of those painful clips off your poor little pussy. Deal?"

Karl reached down and removed one of the clips from her.

KARL: "Now, isn't that better?"

He laughed as he heard a slight sigh of relief from her.

KARL: "I think you better do what you're told, because if you don't the next clip is going right onto your hard little clit, and you know how much that's going to hurt!

BEN: "Maybe we should start her off a little slower. Let's try this first."

Ben reached over and picked up a large dildo and put it into Beverly's hand, then helped her guide it into Julia's pussy.

Ben: "Now screw her with it until we tell you you can stop."

Beverly slowly began to grind the dildo in and out of her, and as she heard Julia begin to sigh and moan, began to use it faster. We all watched the scene- Julia began to writhe and move to the rhythm of Beverly's thrusts.

Suddenly Karl and I had the same thought, and we both reached out to stop Beverly at the same time.

KARL: "You can stop now."

ME: "Yes, stop-"

I reached over and took the dildo from her hand.

ME: "but we want you to keep on pleasing her. Use your fingers."

Beverly hesitated for just a few seconds, but when Ben gave her a feel of the cold steel of a clip touching her clit, she immediately scrambled to find Julia's cunt with both of her hands.

As she gently peeled back the soft folds of Julia's tender lips, her fingers danced around her clit. Karl reached over and took the fingers on her left hand and, straightening them out, stuck all 4 of them up inside her. We watched her move them in and out for a minute or two.

Having been tipped off by Ben while we were at the bar, I knew what was next. I took Beverly's hand and, still holding it so her 4 fingers remained inside, folded her thumb up into her palm.

"Make a fist" I told her as I grabbed her left arm. As she made her hand into a fist, I shoved on her arm until her whole hand disappeared up inside Julia's pussy, going in to 2 or 3 inches past her wrist. Julia gasped, screamed, moaned, and cried out in pure lust and passion - you see, Ben had told me she loves to be fisted. Karl took Beverly's arm and moved it back and forth, drawing it out so that just the base of her thumb was visible, then thrusting it back in until it would go in no farther.

KARL: ˙"Keep it up, Beverly. If you stop, ˙I'm going to do that to you. ˙And you know my fist is one hell of a lot bigger than yours!

Beverly continued jamming her fist in and out, and Julia was now moaning and screaming just about everything she could think of. She was loving it, and at this point was almost totally out of control with passion.

Ben quickly took all of the clips off of Beverly, and once again we pulled her down onto Ben's cock. She was so wet it slid all the way in instantly. Once again I positioned myself behind her and, using my hands to spread her open slipped my throbbing cock into her warm, tight ass. It only took a few seconds for the 4 of us to establish a rhythm together. As her fist pounded its way into Julia, our two cocks pounded into her two openings.

Karl now knelt down beside us and picked up a small vibrator, which he slid up against Beverly's clit as his mouth lowered onto her nipples. The moans and gushes of Beverly's first orgasm came just seconds before Julia began screaming and bucking wildly from her own release, and it was all Karl, Ben, and I could do to keep Beverly from leaping off of us. But the harder she came, the tighter we held her in place. The tighter we held her in place, the deeper Ben and I drove ourselves into her. And the deeper we drove ourselves into her, the more she came. Beverly had reached the point where she couldn't stop coming. At least not until we decided to let her stop. But we weren't quite done yet.

Ben took the vibrator from Karl and continued to ravage her clit with it. As Karl stood up, he picked up a riding crop and began quick but deliberate strikes, alternating with downward smacks on Beverly's ass and upward cracks onto her breasts and nipples. She moaned in one last, shuddering orgasm as Ben and I came inside of her within moments of each other.

We gently rolled Beverly off of us as Beverly's fist slowly slid out of Julia. Ben, Karl, and Julia gently and sweetly kissed Beverly as she lay there, panting, exhausted, wet, and bathing in her incredibly intense afterglow.

Once back at the motel, I finally removed her blindfold and pulled her even closer to hold her soft nakedness against me. As I unlocked the door, I turned, picked her up, and carried her over to the bed, tenderly laying her sexy, satisfied, exhausted body onto the bed. I remember looking at the clock just an instant before the two of us drifted off to sleep. It was shortly past 4 am. She cuddled close to me as I held her in my arms, and I remember having some wandering thoughts. About the two of us watching the video tape of tonight together. About how soft and warm she felt next to me. About how very much I love her. And about what I might plan for next time.