Thumper was licking her cunt like a mad thing – flicking his tongue again and again over her enlarged throbbing clit – now big as a baby’s little finger tip. Her breast shaking and stomach muscles rippled as the dog gorged himself on the fountain of slime pouring from her pulsating quim.
“Oh my god she screamed – I am so close….yes….yes..nearly…nearly…oh…YES YES I am there aargh…oh Yes here it comes…..”
Cherry’s whole body vibrated then locked back stiff as a board as Bernie quickly dismissed the dog and stepped forwards holding the Persuaders prongs either side of her clit and pressed the button. Cherry screamed long and hard.As her cunt was flooded with juices the electricity surged around the walls of her pussy, and snatched at her cervix. It felt like a nuclear explosion had gone off in there and her clit was about to burst as it swelled to massive proportions.
Bernie stood back and watched as a tsunami of fluid burst from the folds of her sexy clam like pussy, soaking her thighs and the concrete below.
She seemed to be in a world of her own, eyes closed, barley conscious muttering “Oh god oh god” over and over.
He released her ankles and lowered the T piece. She just sank to her knees – head down and sobbed and sobbed. Bernie released her arms from the cinch strap. They just hung uselessly at her sides.
Bernie had stripped down and wearing just a filthy string vest he loomed over the frightened teen. His long unkempt straggly hair hung to his shoulders, and his once muscular body now turning to flab, was covered in a thick matt of course dark hair.
His massive fat cock was upright and pointed towards his sagging belly, waving threateningly above her bowed and sweating head.
In his right hand he held the cattle prod.
“Who’s in charge here?” He screamed at the cowering, crying girl.
“Yy..you” she said very quietly between sobs.
“Sorry, I didn’t catch that you piece of fuck meat- who is in charge here” he bellowed.
“You are. You are” she said. “You are in charge, but please don’t hurt me again”.
“But that’s why you are here” grumbled Bernard. “ To be hurt, and cry and scream in my filthy fuck film”.
“My father is rich – he will pay you to release me. Please please phone him – he will pay”.
Bernard roared with laughter – “I have all the money I need, and this film with you as the star will sell like hotcakes. Now, you have already had a taste of my little Persuader” he said as he menacingly raised the cattle prod “ Shall we begin?” He threw the collar on the floor. “Put it on”.
She just stared at it – but soon as she heard the Persuader crackle she grabbed it from the floor and fixed it round her neck. “Now these cuffs – the rings go on the palm side of your wrists”. They landed on the floor between her spread thighs, her pussy still dripping. With shaking hands she put them on.
“Now place your hands behind your head and link your fingers”. Cherry slowly raised her arms, her breasts rising in her T shirt. Bernard moved behind her and holding the neck and cuff rings together he slid through a small padlock and snapped it shut. “Now Kneel up high as you can”.
She rose up, back straight and elbows out. Bernie adjusted the t Bar so it was the same height as her shoulders, then removed a pin allowing him to extend the bar horizontally. He pulled her left elbow back, and extended the bar through the crook of her elbow, then did the same to her right arm.
Her upper body as now totally immobilised, elbows pushed back but more importantly to him her tits were thrust way out, shaking slightly due to the awful strain in her upper back and shoulders.
“Nice, but one final adjustment I think” he smirked. Coming back from his bench he was carrying some sort of thick leather wedge. Sliding it between her lower back and the upright post he hauled it upwards, until it was firmly wedged against her shoulder blades. This caused her to arch her back even more, her tits thrust out further and higher, straining the fabric of her shirt.
“Nice he sneered” staring down at her strained body. “Its now time to make your get out of jail card. I have prepared a short story for you to read. It will guarantee my safety and anonymity deterring you from going to the police. So when I have finished with you, you will be free to leave”. “Your *********** and directions are on this large piece of card, it will be in your site line and I want you to make it as convincing as you can. I am gonna record your acting debut, and if I should ever hear that you are gonna blab, the video will go to everyone on your contact list. Understand?”
Silence.
The Persuader crackled. “Yes sir”. She croaked immediately.
Bernie brought the card and placed it upright on a high backed stool a few feet in-front of her. “Read it a few times so you get the gist of your lines”.
Cherry read it a few times and with each reading her eyes teared up a little more. He dabbed her eyes and cheeks with a tissue. “Cant have you crying – it will seem like you are being forced – now lets go for a take”.
Bernie focused his phone on her face. “And action”he said.
“Hi, you all know me as Cherry Pope but I like to be called Cherry Pop when I am with my Uncle Bear.” “No no no…you sound like you are reading and that monotone voice is no good. Sound happy and cheerful, like you want the world to know your wonderful secret. Start again”.
“Hi, you all know me as…” Fucking hell you dumb cunt – do you want to get out of here. I could always sell you on or gift you to Ron and Jon. Your body would probably end up in a wood chipper”.
“ But I am frightened – it says on the card that I have to take your thing in my mouth – its so large I don’t think it will fit”.
“It says on the card COCK you stupid fucker, NOT THING, and it WILL fit!” “ Now last chance girl – get it right – or its Ron and Jon for you. They make films to. Their videos are called Squeal Piggy Squeal. You wouldn’t believe the shit they do to attractive young girls.”
“No please don’t send me to them – I will try harder…I want to stay here and then go home…please..not them”.
“Better the devil you know I guess – ok – action – and bloody smile”.
Cherry smiled into the camera lens.
“Hi, you all know me as Cherry Pope but I like to be called Cherry Pop when I am with my Uncle Bear. He is so kind and loving and has the hugest fattest cock I have ever seen”.
Bernie moved closer – his huge cock head waving in her face and in camera shot.
“He loves me licking it, and sucking him off, and if I am lucky he spunks in my mouth, or on my face”.
As a reminder he poked her in the cheek with his cock, she looked up and he had his tongue out wiggling it. Cherry poked the tip of her tongue out and ran a trail of saliva along the length of his prick then planted a kiss on the tip.
He tapped her on the shoulder and pointed at the *********** board.
“Can I suck you off please?” Bernie made a big O with his mouth and she opened wide as he slid his cock into her mouth, stretching her lips to the limit.
“Thats a take” he said. “Now all I need is the contact list from your phone – what’s your phone code? Oh sorry can’t you speak”.
Bernie looked down at her cute freckled face, her eyes like saucers looking up at him, her lips stretched taunt around the girth of his ten inch monster.
“If I feel any teeth Ron and Jon will becoming to see you – and they will bring pliers”.
“Time for some tonsil bashing” he chuckled.
Placing his hands on the shoulders for support, he thrust forward, his cock sliding over her tongue until he hit the back of her throat and she gagged. It was like fucking a cardboard toilet roll tube. He pulled out in disgust.
“Gonna have to teach you how to blow a man – you are fucking useless”.
“Now whats the password for you phone?”
“I cant remember” she said wishing for a drink to get the taste of his thing from her mouth.
“Well we are just gonna have to help you remember”.
He picked up the Persuader and to her relief he put it down again. No he had a better idea and so much more fun for him. Returning from his bench he was carrying something and swishing it in the air.
“Ping Pong anyone? Well Im gonna play ping pong with your tits until you remember”.
Gabbing a hank of hair he roughly snapped her head back – she opened her mouth to scream, but before she could utter a sound he shoved the bat into her mouth. “Better not drop it or I’ll double the amount of swats”.
His big hands snatched at the neckline of her shirt, and with animal strength tore her shirt open to the waist. The tight shirt sprung apart, her tits bobbing and swaying, two firm succulent globes, topped with pink nipples that seemed to reach for the ceiling. He wrenched the bat from her mouth and stood back a pace raising the bat in a menacing manner, then started swinging.
Cherry closed her eyes, her perfect teeth gnawing at her bottom lip, determined not to give him the pleasure of her screams. The bat whooshed nearer and nearer and she could feel the air movement tickle her nipples.
Splat! The bat caught the side to her tit with such force that her tits both flew sideways, then he gave her a savage back hander and both her tits slapping together, flexed in the opposite direction. She threw her head back, her face screwed up in agony, tears running from the corners of her tightly closed eyes. The position thrust her scalded breasts out more as if offering them up for punishment.
Two more times he gave them the same rough treatment, forearm and backhand, tears running freely down her face to drip onto her punished and now red flesh. And still she didn’t cry out.
He prised her mouth open and wedged in the bat . She was happy to have something to bite down on – trying to lesson the pain in her throbbing aching tits. He had his hands at both her nipples, twisting, tugging and rolling them to hardened twin peaks. She knew what his next target would be. He took the bat from her mouth observing the teeth marks in the rubber surface, and gave her an evil smile.
A big hand cupped her left breast, and as he raised the nipple up he also raised the bat high above his head.
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