"I'll have to audition you to see if you are cut out for it. NOW GET THOSE CLOTHES OFF, SLUT!"
I was stunned by his sudden change in demeanor. I had never seen anyone change so quickly. I fell under his spell and began to remove my clothing. I trembled as I stood naked in front of him.
"Well, you certainly are a beautiful slut," he said. "Nice long nipples just made for clamps."
He reached for my perfect 36C breasts and pinched both nipples between thumbs and fingers until tears welled up in my eyes.
"GET ON YOUR KNEES, SLUT!" He unzipped his fly, pulled out a thick cock and thrust it into my mouth. Grabbing two handfuls of hair to hold me in place, he pumped his cock in and out. Most of the strokes were shallow but some hit my throat and gagged me. He masturbated with my mouth for ten minutes and then pulled out and shot his load in my face. When he was finished, I had thick ropes of cum on my forehead, cheeks, chin, lips, and nose.
"You made me cum too quick, bitch. Now bend over that desk and take your punishment." Feeling powerless to resist, I complied with his demand. He slipped his belt off, doubled it over, and cracked me hard across the ass. I almost backed out at that point, but I gritted my teeth and held on. Soon the blows stopped hurting and began giving me a perverse pleasure unlike anything I had known before.
When John tired of beating my ass, he threw me on the floor and raped me. It was the best fuck I had ever had. His sturdy prong sawing away at my clit gave me a string of orgasms, each one stronger than the one before. The pleasure became so unbearable that I fainted.
John decided not to introduce me to the others because he thought my first performance would be more realistic among strangers. So that's how I happened to be on my knees among a group of sadistic strangers in front of four hundred cheering BDSM aficionados. Five Masters, five Mistresses, five slave girls, five slave boys and me - the Slave Princess - made up our group. We were the ingredients that went into the kinky dishes that our audience craved. But the Slave Princess was always the main course.
My Master pulled his enormous cock from my mouth and slapped my face with it, then he stepped aside and another of my Masters took his place. They all pumped their cocks in and out of my mouth for a few seconds in a symbolic gesture meant to demonstrate their power over me.
"We've given the whore enough pleasure," the man with the giant cock said. "Now it's time we gave her some pain. STRING THE SLUT UP!"
As manacles were attached to my wrists, a rope descended from the darkness with a hook dangling from it. I soon found myself hanging with my legs dangling a foot above the floor.
"Put weights on her cunt," Big Cock ordered. "Stretch the lips until they are long enough to tie around my cock when I fuck her." Two slave girls rushed forward and screwed weighted clamps on my labia. Pain shot down my legs as the tender flesh was crushed. When the weights were dropped, my lips stretched like rubber bands.
Big Cock approached wearing an evil grin and waved a fiendish whip known as a Cat-of-Nine-Tails in my face. At the same time, one of my Mistresses came forward with a smaller version of the Cat known as a Tit Whip. As Big Cock delivered a merciless stroke to my beautiful round ass, his enormous cock swung across his body from hip to hip and flung pre-cum onto my ass. Nine red welts blossomed on the alabaster globes. An instant later, my tits received the same treatment. The crowd cheered, whistled and applauded. My agony was genuine at first. As I thrashed about in a futile attempt to escape the blows, the labia weights swinging in all directions stretched my pussy out of shape. The stimulation to my clitoris caused me to lubricate so copiously that my juices trickled down my thighs. When the blows began to give pleasure, I had to begin acting. "PLEASE, STOP, I CAN'T TAKE IT," I screamed even though I really wanted to shout "BEAT ME HARDER, MASTER!"
While I was being whipped, various sex acts and tortures were being performed all around me. I knew that they were just window dressing and that everyone's eyes were on the Slave Princess. I looked out into the audience and was pleased to see that all of the men were openly masturbating. Many of the women had their hands stuffed down in their panties. As I watched a man in the front row ejaculate onto the floor, I had the first of many orgasms. The whipping stopped before I had had my fill.
"RAPE THE BITCH!" a woman shouted from the audience.
"SPREAD HER PUSSY FOR ME," Big Cock ordered. Two slave girls rushed forward and pulled my pussy-weights to the sides until my pussy looked like a red butterfly. The sadist came forward with his enormous cock in his hand.
"Remember this big fucker, bitch? I'm going to drive it all the way up into your belly."
While Big Cock was penetrating me, I noticed a slave girl greasing John's thick cock and knew what was coming next. I felt the feverish bulb press against my anus and an instant later it was buried in the warmth of my ass. The crowd cheered as the two men plunged their cocks into me. I sank onto the sturdy prongs until they would go no deeper. I was in ecstasy. I knew very well the joy of having one cock in me, but had never experienced the thrill of having two. I began to wail as my body was racked with an intense orgasm.
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