by Nicola Diaz
When I see a flame brought to the table and handed to Axel, I start to panic again. I wish that I was blindfolded, so that I cannot see what is about to happen to me. He takes the flame, a torch of heat that licks up the tip of it, and seems as threatening as I’m sure it is. When he brings it down to my back, the wax starts to melt again, and then it gets really hot. I think that I might burn, but I don’t, the melting wax just getting very hot, and rolling off the sides of my back.
My legs are parted as far as the restraints on my ankles will allow, and the flame licks up my pussy for just a moment. I don’t feel anything at first, but then the heat starts to work its way into mw. I cannot move either, so this is more than a little traumatic. I struggle against the hands holding me down. But I cannot get out of the grips that they are determined to keep me in. And the heat intensifies quickly too, because I cannot get away from it.
The flames dance over my back again, and then again settle into the space between my legs. Then suddenly my ass is parted again and the flames melt the wax that has settled in bundles on my ass hole. Then he removes the flame, and the wax is left to dry again. I am turned around again, roughly, and again I find myself on my back. The hands that were digging into my stomach are now free to move, although a little, but at least they are off my stomach and I can breathe a little bit easier. The wax on my front doesn’t stay hard for long either.
Again the flames are dancing too close to my skin, and the wax begins to melt. It starts to river down my side, still thick on me though, part of it still caking on my breasts and stomach. When the flames make their way down to my cunt I struggle more violently against the hands holding me down. It is in vain though, because these men are all very strong. They are also determined to enjoy everything about what is being done to me. When the flames settle on my cunt, starting to melt away at the wax, and I start to panic. I feel the sweat flowing down my brow, feel the burn of it as it lands on my eyes.
Then suddenly more balls are in my mouth as my head is hanging over the edge of the table again. This time I make an effort with my tongue. Then I try with my teeth, biting gently into the nuts. Hands hold tightly on my face, pushing it down, the balls lifting out of my mouth. He obviously doesn’t like the teeth action. Axel moves the flames across my belly for a moment longer and then he hands it to the guy whose balls were just in my mouth.
He holds his hand out, and is handed a cane. I know what this means, and I expect to be turned over onto my stomach again. Instead, he brings the cane down on the front of my thighs, hard. All the hands are off me suddenly, and I wriggle against the caning, but I’m unable to go anywhere. I try to curl up, to shield my thighs, but it doesn’t work. He just keeps on wacking my thighs with the cane, and it starts to burn.
I am pulled straight again, my stomach and breasts facing up again. The cane comes down on my stomach, cracking the wax on my. My breasts aren’t spared either, and the wax on them cracks too, as the cane comes down on them over and over again. He really goes to work with the cane on my front, cracking all the wax, so that I think that this is the purpose of this beating. But when he gets to my pussy he just taps lightly, not cracking the wax, just threatening to. I pussy is suddenly warm inside.
Then I am turned over, the place on my belly where my hands left an impression earlier are again strained against them. I try to lift my belly off my hands, but when the whip starts to strike down on me, cracking the wax on my back and ass, I sink even deeper into my hands. My head falls onto the table, and then is pulled over the edge. A dick is suddenly in line with my mouth, thick, short, and uncircumcised, and before I can process what is about to happen with this meat it is shoved in my mouth.
As the wax falls off my back, and off of my ass, I am mouth-fucked with this short dick, and then sprayed in my face with the product of his ejaculation. I hate it, and cannot do anything about it. It sprays almost too much semen into my eyes, nose and cheeks, and some of it, thankfully very little of it, gets into my mouth. This guy’s cum tastes like bleach. I really don’t like it, but have to just deal with it. I focus on the caning instead, which isn’t difficult, because it is getting harder and harder.
It starts to really burn now, and I try again to struggle against the hands holding me down again. But then suddenly it stops, and the hands are off me. I am not sure if it is over for tonight, or what the hell is going on. All I know is that I have been caned, bound, and almost set alight. I have had hot wax poured on me, and then cracked off me. I have had balls in my mouth, and a short stubby dick. There is much more that can still happen to me tonight, I know, but for the moment I seem to be ignored. The reason for this is being escorted down the stairs into what is starting to feel like an underground dungeon.
Chapter 4
It is far from over though. I am left alone for a while though, and I can hear negotiations going on around me again. I don’t even try to hear what they are saying, knowing that I will know soon enough what they are on about. Then a man comes up to me, and pulls me over the table until I am hanging over the edge of it. I know that another trade has been made, another hour in repayment for one of Axel’s debts.
Two more women are brought into the dungeon now too, and I look at them. I notice that they too are undressed very quickly, and brought down on their knees as quickly. I start to think that maybe, just maybe there will be some reprieve for me, because now there are two other women in the room, two more willing recipients of this torture. But first I have to deal with this man now shoving his cock in my pussy, deep, and fucking hard.
My hips are held down on the table, and the cock rams into me, all the way. I know that I should be able to take this, by now, at least, but I really can’t. It is probably the fact that my hips are held so firmly against the table that I can’t take. But I have to, and as the cock moves in and out of me so slowly that I am not sure if I am more intimidated by the entry or the exit, I just give in. It is probably the fact that my hands and feet are still bound, so my cunt seems to be tighter than it would normally be.
The dick is thick, and it eases slowly into me, and then as slowly out. I really start to sweat now, between my thighs, down over my breasts, and across my forehead. Then my face is pulled against the side of the table, my cunt still being invaded, painfully slowly. Spit lands on my face, and I cannot believe it. Why is this necessary? Have I not been humiliated enough? More spit falls on my face, and on my lips. I lick it off before I can stop myself.
Again more spit is dropped on my face, and my mouth is pulled onto balls again. My cunt aches with the intrusion now, and I try to separate my legs, but cannot. I struggle for the a little bit longer before giving up the fight, receiving the thick, long rod in my punani over and over again. These balls against my lips aren’t even pushed into my mouth, just rubbed against my face repeatedly. I hate this, and I don’t even open my mouth, trying not to play along in any way with what is being done to me. These men obviously know that they have me where they want me.
My nose is suddenly in these balls, the sack thick and heavy with sweat. I try not to breathe in this smell, but I cannot help but to inhale. The smell hits the back of my nose hard, and then settles in the back of my throat. I cough, choking on this smell, and now the balls find their way into my mouth. They are moved over my teeth, and then between them. Then they are rubbed on my tongue, and then removed from my mouth. My mouth is held open again, and spit from three or four men drops into my mouth, and then my mouth is forced shut.
I try not to swallow, but cannot help but do just that. Four types of spit mix in my mouth and I swallow again. Then more spit, more swallowing, and finally more balls. It seems like all the men in the room have their cocks out, and it seems like they are all determined to rub their balls in my face. What about the other two girls in the room, I wonder. Why aren’t they being given the same treatment that I am receiving?
Axel is on both of them, pulling on their clits. Then he is fingering both of them hard, bringing them to what seems
like a climax. Then he leaves them to the other men in the room, who are on them so fast it looks like bees to flowers. They are fucked hard, and they are fucked fast. They are fucked doggy style and missionary, and I wonder how it is that I can see all of this, with still just the one guy fucking me very slowly. Surely his hour was up now.
Then I am turned over, and the cock that was in my pussy is back there. He fucks me faster now, and I know that this is because he has just a few minutes left. He goes deeper and deeper, and I don’t even notice the balls in my mouth becoming cocks, fucking my mouth as hard as my pussy is being hit now. I try to scream, but can’t. I try to focus my attention of the other girls, trying to arouse myself, trying for anything that will wet my pussy a little more, make me cum, at least once.
My cunt is fucked so hard that it feels like it has fallen apart. Eventually the dick inside me bursts and sprays my cunt with hot lava, so that I know that he isn’t wearing a condom. Fuck, I think. But there is something that can be done with that tomorrow. So I try to relax, thinking that this is over now, at least. At least the guy fucking me is done now, and as he pulls from me it feels like he has taken some of my pussy with it. My cunt is really fucked raw.
The other girls are really taken through their paces, but Axel is once again on me. He seems to be determined to torture me, really torture me, and punish me seemingly for the sins of the other girls. He comes up to me and pushes the man whose balls are in my mouth away, and he comes down to my face again, taking my nose into his mouth again. Again he bites hard, and again I feel like I am going to lose my nose to his bite. I don’t though, and then I try to gather myself.
I am with Axel alone, and this really feels more intimidating than before. He holds my mouth open and threatens to spit in it, but he doesn’t. Instead he bites my top lip and holds it between his teeth. Then he finds my cunt with his fingers, and goes into it fast, stopping just halfway, as he hits the semen still inside me. Then he pushes all the way through, past this soup, and he stirs it around inside me, with just one finger. Then he adds another finger, and another, and stirs with these three fingers. He pulls them from me and shoves them in my mouth as soon as he releases it from his teeth.
He goes into my pussy again, with these three fingers, scooping out more of the semen that is inside me. He feeds me this semen again, as he empties my cunt of this seed, feeding me every single drop. When he goes into me and finds nothing there, he smiles down at me, and parts my lips, finally dropping spit into my mouth. I look around for the other two girls, seeing them still on their knees, still being fucked, albeit by different guys.
Axel pinches my clit, and then he pinches the lips of my cunt, hard. He looks at me, smiling again, grinning actually. He starts to smirk, sending two of his thick fingers inside me again. He scoops my cunt, really scoops it, so that it feels like he were using my pussy to wave goodbye to some imaginary friend. It starts to hurt too, more so than the dick that was just fucking me, and when he adds two more fingers, I almost can’t breathe again. When he starts to force his fifth finger into me I cannot believe it, thinking that he must be joking.
He isn’t though, and soon enough he is forcing his fist inside me. All his fingers creep up inside me, and soon enough his whole hand is in my cunt. He throws his eyes to the girls being fucked, and then he looks at me again. I wish that I were the girls on the floor, but I am kind of liking this special attention that I am getting from Axel. His fist is all up inside me though, and as it moves to the left, and then the right, it feels like my cunt is breaking from the inside.
Moving his fist around aggressively inside me now, he holds my neck against the table. I cannot move, and I wish that I could at least move my hands, or part my legs. This is not possible though, and Axel knows it. He likes it, sending his fist deeper inside me, and then twisting it to the right, the left, and then the right again. Then suddenly he moves his fist from me and my cunt snaps shut, and I almost hear it. I cannot believe that an entire fist was just inside me.
He turns me over, and starts to creep into my ass. He starts with just two fingers, and quickly works his way up to four, and then finally five. Again I cannot believe that an entire fist is inside me, in my tighter smaller hole. I know that Axel is determined to punish me, and he is succeeding. I know too that he just enjoys playing with me, and I have to admit to myself that I kind of enjoy being played with. There is something about the way he is fisting me that is appealing, but still it hurts like hell.
Over and over again he turns his fist this way and then that. Then he pulls it from me, and goes into my cunt from the back. I cannot take it anymore, but I cannot scream. I cannot even fucking breathe. I just feel this fist move around inside me easier and easier, and then not. Suddenly, as quickly as it made its way inside me, it is not there anymore. His hand is on my neck still, and he pulls on my hair, rubbing the wetness from my pussy that is all over his hands on my hair.
He pulls my over the table again, and again I am fucked by another man. This man’s cock is both long and thick, and his head is huge. I can almost take it though, knowing that there was just a fist inside me, so anything now is more than a little acceptable. It moves around inside me, up and down and round and round. He holds my hips and pulls me back on his cock. He keeps sending his cock into me as Axel holds my face, looking at me in my eyes, running his fingers along my lips and then in and out of my mouth as the guy fucking me gets into a rhythm.
When he finally cums, Axel watches my face, and sees that I too have had an orgasm. He smiles, knowing that at least I deserve this much. He looks at me, licks the side of my face as the guy in my cunt removes himself from me. I am left hanging over the table now, and Axel goes over to the other girls, giving them a little attention, torturing and punishing them for a little bit, leaving me to gather myself and recover.
Chapter 5
The next three months are hard on my cunt, and on my psyche. I am really taken through my paces, and I often feel tempted to just not show up. But I remember the man that Axel is, and the repercussions of not showing up. I think of the other men too, different men on every occasion, but equally as dangerous. So I just show up, day after day, wanting the punishment to grow, but not needing it as soon as I get there. I am torn between wanting to be there and not being able to handle actually being there.
There are times when my pussy cannot take it, and on those days it is really put through its paces. Poker seems to be the last thing on these guys minds for most of the days too, as each of them wants an hour with me. I start to wonder how many poker games Axel has actually lost, and why he won the game he played against me. I start to think that it must have been rigged, but I cannot see how. I really was very careful to watch his every move, and while I couldn’t read his face, I would definitely see his hands.
Maybe it was the deck. Maybe I had missed the initial shuffle, or perhaps the deck was preset for him to receive the winning hands. How is it that he could have a better hand than me on every single set? It just did not seem possible. But possible it was, because I am in this position, having my pussy pulled apart every day, having my ass prodded, having my nipples pulled. There is so much that I cannot take, but then I am forced to take it, realizing that I am much more capable than I think I am.
On the days that there is more than one girl in the basement, I think that maybe I will receive some relief. But Axel always pays special attention to me, and I am always taken for a longer ride than the other girls. But never by him, never by Axel. I start to wonder why it is that he doesn’t ever fuck me, or the other girls, just humiliating us, and torturing and punishing us. This seems to give him more pleasure than just sticking his cock inside us and thrusting himself to an orgasm.
I want him though, suddenly. I really am curious as to his thrust, his movements. I would like to know what he feels like in my pussy, but it seems that this is not to be. My cunt aches for him though, really aches. And as he tortures me, punishing my cunt, pummeling my pussy into submis
sion, all I can think of is his cock inside me. When other cocks are inside me though, I still just focus on his, wanting him more and more as it becomes clear that I will not have him. The frustration drives me absolutely fucking insane.
This doesn’t stop me from lusting after my torturer though, and I find this strange when I am home, thinking about it. I find it strange that when I am in the room, I want to be out of there, but when I am out of there, all I want is to be back in that room, under Axel’s control, in his power. It is a very strange time for me, and as it draws to a close, I start to think of ways to make it last. But there is nothing that I can think of, nothing that comes to mind.
On the last day I am at a loss for words. I don’t know what I can say to Axel, or to anybody else in the room. I am bent over the table, and my cunt is suddenly in someone’s mouth. I almost don’t know how to feel about this, don’t know if I should allow myself to feel like he should let me cum or not. I decide not to, trying to control myself, to hold myself back from cumming. I can’t though, and as I cum, he suddenly is on my cunt with his cock, thrusting it inside me.
I am moved a little bit away from the table, and then when I am pushed back against it I come ass-first into a cock. I am suddenly being double fucked, and again this feels very nice. Axel just watches, and I know that he is plotting something very special for my last night. But first he seems determined to tire me out, and let my pussy be worked over good and solid. There are no breaks tonight, and I am fucked in quick succession by one man after another. They are quick to empty their cocks inside me, and then as quick to remove themselves from me.
