“What bull shit is this?” Cadiir Vidal shouted as he stomped over to Winter, grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up. Winter gasped for breath, struggling against the master. The man threw him onto the bed and looked at the men who had not yet had their turns. He murmured a command and two men climbed onto the bed. Winter tried to crawl away but one pressed onto his face, holding him down. The other flipped Winter over, onto his stomach. The man stuffed his fat dick into Winter’s wounded ass, pounding into him. The other lifted the slave’s head, tugging painfully on his hair. He kept his head level with his dick and stroked himself, the head of his member only inches from Winter’s lip.
“I hope you realize Master Jack will be informed of this. I hope he deals with you properly, boy.” And with that Cadiir Vidal exited the room, presumably to locate Jack. And Winter was left there for God knows how long as the men traded and passed him around.
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“Where’s Winter?” Breeze asked Rusty as the two dressed. They had just finished with a client who often liked to share the two, or have the two slaves share one another. They were in one of Petrovsky’s suites, near the front of his estates. It was seldom used, but when a client could not come across the proper meeting place, or wanted a place where nothing would be thought of their devious actions, they would personally come to the manor.
“With Cadiir Vidal.”Rusty replied.
“I hope he hasn’t caused trouble. Cadiir Vidal has high expectations.
Rusty nodded in agreement. “You know I took food and water to the new girl this morning.” He paused before looking up at Breeze. “I have never seen anything like it.”
Breeze looked up, a startled expression on her face. “How bad was it?” She whispered.
“Bruised and bloody, from head to toe. He face was the only thing not too bad. Split lip and a swollen eye, but otherwise untouched. Her body however..” He shook his head. “She is going to scar, I think.”
“I don’t understand how she is withstanding Jack, much less Petrovsky. I could never go through with the initiate process.” Breeze replied, slipping on her shirt.
“What do you mean?”
“I was sold to Petrovsky at auction. But I was involved in the business since birth. My mother was a slave, and got knocked up by her master. He abused me until I was eleven, than sold me to a longtime friend. My new master fell into debt and had to sell me and the other young girls. That is how I came here.” She replied.
“I didn’t know that.”
“No one does, so keep it to yourself, Rusty.”
“Ok.”
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Winter woke up, dry cum smeared across his entire body. The room was quiet and the sun had fallen behind the trees outside his room. Winter moved to get up and fell onto the floor, his legs shaky and his ass leaking with a pink-tinted mixture of cum and his own blood. His lips were sore and his throat raw. He felt his body ache and his eyes sting from piss and the Indian men’s fluids.
The door opened and Jack walked in, staring blankly. “Did you have a fun time on your date?” He asked snidely.
“Fuck you.” Winter whispered.
“Get washed and dressed. We are going home.” He left the room, slamming the door behind him.
Twenty minutes later and a lot of scrubbing Winter was exiting the bathroom, hobbling to the door. He tapped lightly, and was greeted by Jack. “Sore, huh?” He smiled before cuffing Winter’s hands and directing him out of the condominium.
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“Jack tells me you upset Master Vidal.” Petrovsky said simply as he circled Winter in the foyer. Winter was fucked, he realized. “And Vidal threatened to find another business, because as he says it, I cannot properly train a slave. You realize what this means, right?”
“It is time for you to retire?” Winter muttered helplessly.
“You’re a funny boy, Winter. I like you, but you won’t be any use to me if you can’t obey. I have attempted the pain method, and obviously you fooled me with false submission. I suppose we can try other methods.” He could hear the smile in Petrovsky’s voice as his master circled him. “Jack, take Winter to Viper.” Before Winter could question this Jack had him by the forearm, pulling him towards the basement staircase. Winter went, but his fear and nervousness made it slow going. They reached a small landing. Winter looked at the door ahead of him and began to tear up. He dreaded that room, and was more terrified than he had ever been in his entire life.
“Inside is Viper. I am going to show you what happens to those who don’t submit. Go on.” Jack unlocked the door with a key around his neck and opened the door, pushing Winter inside. Winter stared, horrified.
The girl was caked in dry cum, blood, and her own filth. She had bruises of purple, yellow, brown, black, red, and colors he didn’t even think were possible. He nipples were turning purple from tight clamps and a three inch wide dowel rod was driven far up into her cunt, a trickled of blood dripping from the end onto a puddle of mixed fluids below her. Her hands were far above her head, blackening from the ties around her wrist. He noticed they were digging into her skin, causing deep cuts.
“I won’t do anything stupid again.. I promise.” Winter whispered, scared.
“Your right. You won’t.” Jack went over to the wall and untied the rope, dropping Viper to the floor in an unconscious heap. He leaned down, grabbed hold of the dowel rod, and drew it from Viper. She didn’t even respond.
“Fuck her, Winter.” Jack demanded.
Winter whipped his head from Viper, to Jack. “What?” He asked shocked.
“You fucking heard me, slave. Fuck her.” He pushed Winter against the wall. “This is your life. To fuck and be fucked. Now fuck that cunt!” He shouted, punching Winter hard in the shoulder. The slave hissed in pained and hobbled over to Viper, unsure how to proceed. He wasn’t at all aroused by the sight of Viper’s limb form, and wasn’t sure how to get it up.
“Come on, Winter, off with the jeans.” Jack commanded. Winter sighed and shucked his pants off. He lowered himself to his knees and turned Viper onto her back, using one knee to spread her legs. Slowly and shamefully he began to stroke himself, stirring his dick and forcing it to stand at attention. Winter laid over Viper, in a pile of drying fluids, and lined his dick up with her pussy. He looked at her closely and realized beneath the bruises and cuts that she was once a very beautiful girl. He tapped her cheek, trying to wake her. She didn’t even stir. “Dammit, slave. You don’t get on with it and I will cut off your balls.”
“She is really hurt, J-.. master.” Winter whispered, looking up from his place on the floor.
“Does it look like I fucking care? She put herself in this position, now fuck her.” He glared angrily, taking a step forward. “Now!!”
Winter laid his chin in the nape of Viper’s neck and pressed into, knowing that the lubrication that allowed such easy access was most likely her blood. He felt terribly sick, and began to sob to himself. “Please.. stop…” He heard a faint voice in his ear and saw that Viper was staring at him, her face blank and pale.
“I am so sorry.” He whispered, stroking in and out of her, attempting to be as lovingly as possible. He didn’t know if she would feel it, but he reached one arm down, swirling two fingers around her clit. With the other arm he propped himself over her, staring into the girl’s eyes.
“Why…” She hissed softly before crying softly. She was completely broken, but still she wouldn’t fully submit. Winter admired her, but at the same time thought of her as a fool. Suddenly she gasped, and arched her back the little she was capable. Her body shook, and he felt her cum, her vaginal walls tightening around his cock. It pushed him over the edge, and he sent spurt after spurt of cum into the girls tortured cunt. “Thank you..” She rasped before passing out. He pulled out of her and got to his feet, staring at Jack.
“Now what, master?” He asked bleakly.
“I want you to stand in the foyer and stroke yourself. You must come every five minutes, on the dot, for two hours. I expected you to be caked in it by the time I return. Afterwards we will return here and make the slut eat it off you. Only right that two insubordinates should share in the punishment.” Jack chuckled.
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