Knotted Pleasure (22 page)

Miguel watched the two judges begin to work over Sandra. When they fucked too hard or too deep, she would cry out or whimper, but the rest of the time she took their deep thrusts without a word. Miguel loved watching the twin cocks sliding in and out her holes, gripping them with her tight muscles. Her body was buffeted back and forth, but the ropes held her tight, Sandra having no choice but to pleasure the men.

They went from fucking her in at the same time, to switching, one going in, the other pulling out. That was the hardest for Sandra, her body not knowing what to do, feeling good as one pulled out, but the other brutally forced its way back in. After a while it was just one big cock that was taking her, in and out it drilled her between her legs.

She could feel it growing bigger, more excited as the thrusts began to pick up speed. The only good thing was the judge in front of her was driving his cock up at an angle, the shaft and the thick veins began to find her swollen clit and tease it. She found herself pushing up on her 133

body to make it rub harder, her ass stretched further behind her, but she got the pleasure she was seeking.

Miguel was happy to see the ending; the three of them came together as if they planned it. It was Sandra that came first, but she drew the two judges in when her muscles gripped them as she climaxed. They began to cum inside her, each powerful jet of hot cum taking her to the next plateau, gentle contractions of her muscles setting off a new torrent of cum inside her. You could smell the sex in the room and as the men finally pulled their satisfied cocks from her holes, their cum dripped to the floor. The men left Miguel and Sandra alone, Miguel taking her down from the bound position. "Take a shower and clean up."

It didn't bother her to take a shower in front of Miguel, almost feeling a strange sexiness in rubbing her body while he watched her.

What would it be like if I was forced to masturbate for him? Could I
do it? Would it make me cum?

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Chapter 4
Private Whipping

Miguel let her sleep for a couple of hours, her body exhausted by all that she had been through, but she knew it wasn't over yet. Miguel had told her that the judges were satisfied with her performance, but he never told her she was free to go. She knew there would be more, though she didn't expect this.

"The judges will be back in the morning, Sandra for your final punishment." He said it with such finality.

She couldn't contain the distressed look on her face. What else could they possibly do to her that they didn't already? They made her suck them and they fucked both of her holes. There was nothing else for them to get their pleasure from her body. "What do they want to do to me?" She almost hated asking the question, afraid of the answer.

"I fought hard and successfully for you, Sandra," Miguel boasted.

He was eyeing her naked body as she laid on the bed, his cock hard.

She would have to satisfy him tonight. "For drug smuggling, our President will get many years in jail, but our judges don't want to see a pretty, young girl like you rot in our prison, but they thought they should make a public display of you. They wanted a public whipping.

The people would love to see you stripped naked by a man and bound and spread, then a bullwhip taken to your body and slice it up for the people to see your torment."

"NNNO! NOOOO!" She couldn't even wait for him to finish. She would never survive the pain and humiliation.

"I know, Sandra. I reminded them what a lovely body they enjoyed and that it would be a sin to do such a thing to it with a bullwhip."

"Thank you, Miguel." She felt better already.

"But! You still need to be punished, but they will do it in private.

You will have to submit your body for punishment. I don't know exactly what they will do to you, but you can expect to be spanked and whipped, but they will not use anything as devastating as a bullwhip, maybe a riding crop or a cane. You will not be bound 135

initially, but you will be expected to get into a position they require of you. If they want you on your belly, your legs spread and your hands pulling your cheeks back so they can use a riding crop on your anus, they will expect you to comply. You will hold your cheeks open until they have sufficiently chastised your anus with the crop. They will torment your anus and your pussy with their instruments of pain.

They will grow excited as they use you this way, so expect that they will cum on your face or in your mouth before they are finished."

She should have expected such a thing from the judges. Each time they had exceeded her perverse expectations of what they would do to her, why should this, the final time be any exception. At least it would finally end. She didn't say anything, only nodding her head in agreement, sealing her fate.

"I will get you something to eat, than you can sleep."

Sandra was surprised that he brought her such a good meal, steak and potatoes. There was even a piece of cake for desert. It was a little strange to eat naked with Miguel, but she was learning to live with her public nudity as if that is how it should be. They sipped coffee for about an hour after they finished dinner.

"I will secure you to the bed tonight so you may sleep comfortably.

You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."

She let him arrange her nude body as he wanted. Her arms were drawn over her head and bound to the two corners with leather straps.

It was a little uncomfortable when he bent her body in half, securing her ankles to her wrists, one on each side. Her legs were spread wide, her pussy opened up, as well as her ass. She knew there was a reason for this, sure that Miguel would be back soon to take his pleasure from her bound body. He left her and turned out the lights, but Sandra had a hard time going to sleep. All she could think is what she would have to endure tomorrow, but more so, she thought about Miguel coming back to claim her tonight. She could feel her pussy growing wet at the thought of it.

* * * *

Miguel let her get some sleep, though he didn't. It was three o'clock in the morning when he went back downstairs. He opened the 136

door, turning on a small light in the corner, but it illuminated her naked body, bent in two, her legs spread to reveal all that she had. He sat softly on the bed next to her, not wanting her to wake up until he was ready.

Sandra was having such an erotic dream, imagining that she was masturbating for Miguel, her fingers slowly riding up her slit, gathering up her juices. It was so shameful to do, a man watching her while she pleasured herself so intimately, but it was as though she had to do it. It felt like her hands and fingers were everywhere, Sandra unable to close her legs even if she wanted to, but she didn't know why. It was as though she were unable to control her limbs. She couldn't figure out why one of her fingers strayed between her cheeks and ran over her sore anus, but it did, finding the hole swollen and abused, yet her finger touched it until the muscles began to spasm.

She couldn't control her finger as it crept inside her ass, pushing aside the sore muscles until it was deeply encased in her rectum, her other hand between her legs and fingering her pussy, which had now grown wet.

Miguel fingered the girl front and back, her body rolling gently, her insides contracting around his fingers so gently. Her eyes were still closed, but they fluttered as if she was trying to wake up. Her pussy was growing wetter, her ass tighter on his finger. Two fingers pushed into her pussy, spreading her open, a groan from her lips, her eyes fluttering more. Miguel couldn't wait any longer, needing his pleasure. All it took was a second finger to join the first in her ass.

She moaned loudly as he rubbed the abuse flesh from the previous acts of sodomy.

Sandra's eyes opened up and she realized where she was as soon as she saw her legs high over her head, her back bent in two. Her hands were bound to the bed, but there were definitely fingers inside her, not that she was complaining. They felt good, though she could have done without the ones in her ass, so sore from the two cocks that fucked her back there. She felt her wetness, enjoying the gentle masturbation. She got even wetter when she realized that it was Miguel that was doing it to her and that she was bound. She didn't say 137

a word, just enjoying the pleasure that built up in her body.

The room was silent except the sound of his fingers inside her. He released her legs from the top of the bed, Sandra pulling them down, but she made no attempt to close them, keeping them spread as though they were bound in that position and she couldn't move them. He straddled her upper body, his cock rubbing on her lips until they parted and took him inside. She worked over the head of his cock with her tongue, her lips clenched tightly around it.

Her mouth had the salty taste of his cum by time he pulled out of her mouth, Sandra beginning to enjoy when a man made her take him in her mouth. It was the excuse she needed to do all the nasty things he wanted her to do. His body slipped down between her legs, spread wide to accommodate him. It took only a second before he was in her, his cock rubbing her slit and then it entered her with a single thrust that left her breathless, but full of his cock. His hands ran all over her body as he began to fuck her, pinching and twisting her nipples, the hard peaks feeling so good in spite of the harshness. His hands slid down her sides, moving over her hips, Sandra forced to arch up from the bed and drive his cock deeper inside her when they sought out her buttocks. She should have tried to stop him, knowing where they were going, but she didn't, the fingers clenching on her buttocks and pulling them apart until she felt her abused anal ring stretching open. "AAAGGG!" It hurt when his finger plunged into her anus, shoving deep into the sore passage, driving her hips up to force his cock into her so hard that the head of his cock banged against her cervix painfully.

Her asshole clung to his finger as his cock reamed her out. She might whimper in pain, but her hips never stopped moving as he controlled her with a single finger in her ass. He made her dance on his cock, her muscles clenching onto his finger and cock.

It didn't take Sandra long to cum, her body jerking uncontrollably, but Miguel's cock never stopped fucking her, his finger continued to penetrate her ass. He fucked her for another five minutes before he came, by that time Sandra was ready again. No one had ever made her cum twice so quickly, not even her own fingers could do such a 138

thing, yet she creamed all over the spewing cock that bathed her insides with his hot cum.

* * * *

It was late morning before the judges came to Sandra. She was bathed, naked and waiting for them, though she wasn't bound. She knew that was only temporary. They didn't waste any time, commanding Sandra as soon as the door closed.

"Over here," his finger beckoning her to him as he sat in a hard wooden chair. He opened up his robe, exposing his erect cock.

Sandra didn't need to be told of his intentions.

He bent her over his lap until her hair fanned out on the floor in front of her. His hands steadied her, moving her forward, his cock dancing against her stomach as she slid. His hand slid over her naked back until he got to the full buttocks. He wasn't lucky enough to have her in the ass yesterday, so he explored her before he would spank her.

She felt like a little girl, bent over his lap, his cock coming alive on against her stomach, Sandra wishing it was a little lower so it would rub along her slit, but she expected that once he began to spank her, she would be forced to move and masturbate his cock with her body as he beat her ass. His hands were running over her buttocks, fingers digging into the flesh, yanking them apart. His fingers crept along the crack until they found her anus, Sandra finding men had a fascination with a girl's ass, this judge finger entering her without any preliminaries. His finger was dry and painful as he did, but as she squirmed she knew that he was enjoying her moving against his cock too much to think that she didn't like it. His finger pushed painfully into her rectum and deeper into her bowels as she squirmed on his lap.

He loved her tight asshole, wishing that he could enjoy it, but he had other plans for her. She was sliding along his cock so salaciously, but he pulled his finger from her ass. He raised his hand high over his head and let lose. The palm of his hand found one of her soft buttocks, smashing powerfully into the flesh. It took only a second after that loud splat did he get her response, her scream reverberating through the room.

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"EEHHH!" It hurt worse than she expected. It wasn't a gentle love tap, or what a child would get for being bad. It was as though she was being publicly tortured or her scream was for the audience.
Was this
the beginning of something much severe than I expected?
Many of the things, though painful, had set off an excitement in her body that was unexpected and unnatural. She only hoped that this would be the same thing, or else she'd have a hard day in front of her. The next blow came quickly, striking her other cheek. She didn't cry out, expecting it, but it did nothing to lessen the pain. It was a painful sting, burning at first, but it gradually faded until the next one struck.