by Max Sharkey
“Oh, the little slut is scared to stay in here all alone,” Mindy said, mimicking the young girl. “Well, that’s just too fucking bad, ain’t it, Bertram?”
“Shut up, Mindy!” Bertram said. He strolled forward and unlocked the shackles that bound Sally to the torture table. “Here, get up and move about a bit. I don’t want our little starlet to get cramps right in the middle of one of her big scenes.” He smiled at Sally. His smile struck her as warm and quite sincere, and she smiled back, realizing that this was the first time she had smiled since the filming had begun, two hours ago at least.
“What the fuck are you talking about, calling that little slut a fucking starlet?” Mindy raged, her cheeks flushing with anger. The evil brunette bitch was seething. “She’s no fucking starlet! She’s nothing but a cunt!” She strode forward, her hand balled into a tight fist, ready to strike Sally. But just in time, Bertram interceded, standing in front of Sally. Malcolm put his hand on Mindy’s shoulder and pulled her away. Mindy turned on Malcolm now. “You son of a bitch! So you’re on her side, too! Fucking asshole! Shit, you don’t even have enough balls to please me, you son of a cock-sucker!”
Sally cringed in fear and rubbed her chaffed wrists and ankles, scared to death of the evil brunette bitch. The woman was insane! she thought anxiously. It was obvious that Mindy Mandringer perceived Sally as a threat, but Sally didn’t know why. She decided to try to reason with the woman. “Listen, Miss… Miss Mandringer,” she stammered weakly.
“What the fuck do you want?” Mindy said, spinning on her heels and staring at Sally, her eyes on fire.
“I… I just wanted to say that I’m no threat to you. You’re obviously a great star,” Sally replied.
“Yeah, I’m a great star! That’s right!” Mindy said, throwing her shoulders back and standing proud and erect, her haughty demeanor coming into play. “And you! You’re a worthless little cunt! A fucking amateur in the film business, you little whore! Just because Malcolm and Bertram like you doesn’t mean that you’ll make it big in the industry!”
“But I don’t want anything to do with the industry!” Sally said. This time she was speaking the absolute, unadulterated truth. “I didn’t ask to do this! They made me do it!”
“What the fuck is your beef, cunt?” Mindy shouted, not waiting for an answer, “You think you’re too fucking good to star in a skin flick? Is that your problem? Why, you cunt! You’re demeaning my profession, aren’t you? You’ll be sorry!”
“Okay, girls,” Bertram said. “That’s enough for now. Save it for the camera. Let’s go.” He pushed Mindy out the door and followed. “You Goddamned little wildcat,” he said as he slapped Mindy’s bare ass.
This was not to be believed! Sally thought as she planted her feet on the floor and stood up. She tried to take a step, but she faltered immediately, falling down on the floor. Her limbs were still very weak from being restrained in the confining shackles. How in the world could the evil brunette bitch hate her so much? she wondered. It seemed like no matter what she said, Mindy Mandringer took it the wrong way. Of course, she really didn’t want anything to do with the porno film business, but, still, it seemed as though Mindy Mandringer was a dangerous bitch with a serious chip on her naked shoulder.
7
“Okay, it’s time to go back to work. We have a schedule to meet here,” Bertram Havermeyer said as he opened the door and walked inside.
Behind him were Malcolm and Mindy. Malcolm was dressed in a shining, black leather outfit, a law-cut leather shirt that showed his rippling biceps and powerful chest and a pair of tight, leather trousers that showed the bulge in his crotch.
Mindy wore an outfit that was just as bizarre. She was decked out in a red leather halter top which cupped her luscious tits, a matching miniskirt, dark black nylon stockings, and a pair of gleaming, black pumps with sharp stiletto heels.
“Okay, tie Sally to the whipping post!” Bertram directed.
“Wh-what?” Sally said in a startled voice. She was quaking with fear, stunned by the sight of the bizarre duo.
Before she had a chance to say more, Malcolm pulled her into the middle of the room and bound her wrists to a long steel pipe which stuck up out of the floorboards. He tightened leather straps about her wrists and left her feet free.
“What are you going to do to me?” Sally asked weakly, her voice a mere whimper.
“You’re going to be whipped by Malcolm,” Bertram said calmly, matter-of-factly. He smiled widely as he spoke. Reaching down, he picked up the camera and hefted it to his shoulder, preparing to film the scene.
“B-but, I don’t get it!” Sally said nervously. “What did I do wrong? I didn’t do anything to deserve a whipping!”
“Nobody said you did anything wrong, honey,” Mindy said maliciously. “But this is part of the business – getting your ass whipped. If you aim to get ahead in the film industry, you have to accept a whipping now and then.”
“But I don’t want anything to do with the film business!” Sally shouted. She couldn’t believe that the evil Malcolm Reams was going to whip her. The leather straps which were fastened about her wrists were tight and bit into her tender flesh, sending a searing pain through her outstretched limbs. She recoiled in pain and agony as the straps dug cruelly into her wrists. Trying to pull away, she flinched, realizing that the more she struggled, the tighter her bonds became. “Please! Don’t do this to me! I don’t deserve such terrible treatment! I didn’t do anything wrong!” Sally was such a piteous sight, squirming about, every muscle in her naked body tensed and flexed. “Please, I beg of you! Don’t…”
Before she could complete the sentence, the whip whistled and cut through the air, slashing across her taut ass-cheeks which quivered and trembled with pain as the whip struck. Crack! the whip sounded as it slashed wickedly across her ass-globes. A terrifying sensation tore through her ass as the whip jolted and rocked her to her heels. She spun about and the tip of the leather whip struck her pussy, causing intense pain to course through her cunt. “Aaaaeee!” she wailed as she flinched on trembling knees, her legs barely able to withstand her weight. She let out a horrid groan. The pain that she felt was excruciating. “Jesus! My ass! My cunt! They sting! You’re going to damage my body! Please! Stop! I beg of you!”
“Don’t pay any attention to her screams, Malcolm,” Bertram said, setting up a tripod on which he placed the heavy movie camera. “Let her have it! A dozen lashes and flog her hard!”
“No! Please! No! I’ll die!” Sally shrieked. The thought of a dozen lashes on her ass and cunt made her delirious. She would never be able to withstand the horrid pain and anguish from a dozen whip lashes across her tender young flesh. She glanced over her shoulder and looked into the eyes of Malcolm, hoping that the huge, muscular man would refuse to obey Bertram’s instructions. She could see that Malcolm’s eyes were glazed with sadistic lust. He pulled the whip back and brought it slashing through the air once again.
“Owwww!” she wailed.
Again and again, he flogged her mercilessly. Malcolm’s chest heaved as he whipped her. “Take that, you slut!” he shouted as he flung the whip across her ass. The tip of the whip probed into the most intimate portions of her body, digging into her asshole and into her cunt, flicking across her sensitive young clit.
Sally flinched and steeled her nerves, attempting to endure the pain.
Bertram counted out the whip-strokes as Malcolm brutally flogged the defenseless young girl. “Six! Seven! Eight!” Master of each flogging whip-stroke, the helpless and abused young girl flinched and writhed about nervously, the pain tearing through her loins and shooting straight to her brain. She was soon numb with pain, screeching and wailing in a shrill, high-pitched voice.
“Nine!”
“Aaaaeee! I… I can’t stand it! It… it hurts so damned much! Stop! I beg of you!”
Craaaa-aaack!
“Ten!”
“Owwww! No more! Have pity on me! Please!
I beg of…”
Craaaa-aaack!
“Eleven!”
“Aaaaeee! My God! I can’t stand it! I can’t take any more!” Sally felt as though she were quickly slipping into insanity. Her mind was reeling with horrible pain and anguish. Her body was racked with incredible pain. She wished that she would die so that she would no longer be forced to withstand the brutal whipping. Her cheeks were flushed with anger, pain, frustration, fear, humiliation and degradation. She truly wanted to depart this life – this world of woe. Her body, was aching terribly and she was helpless against the brutal whip which slashed across her ass-cheeks and dug into the crevices of her pussy and her asshole.
Craaaa-aaack!
“Twelve!” Bertram Havermeyer shouted.
Sally was relieved. She sighed loudly, happy to have survived the brutal whipping.
“How about one more to make her grow!” Malcolm said, his eyes flashing with wicked lust and evil anticipation.
“Okay, one more for good luck!” Bertram replied.
“No!” she yelled. “I can’t take another lashing. Please! Don’t do that to me.”
Craaaa-aaack! The whip landed hard on bet asscheeks which quivered convulsively in response.
“Aaaaeee!” she shrieked as the pain shot through her tortured and tormented body. The pain was excruciating and dreadful. Malcolm struck her extra hard this time, and she felt the world slipping away from her. Fireworks exploded in her brain and she reeled and turned and twisted grotesquely, her face contorted in a mask of pain. All of her muscles spasm at the same time and she felt her life being drained from her tortured body. Would she die from the beating? she wondered deliriously. In front of her eyes, she could distinguish nothing, only a dark, ambiguous grayness. She was slipping into the unknown void. Summoning all of her remaining strength and energy, she fought desperately to stay awake – to stay alive? She no longer wanted to die! Life was precious, and she wanted to live through this wicked nightmare!
Through the hazy, thick grayness she could hear the voices of her tormentors. Their voices tinged with nervous anxiety, they were speaking – speaking about her, about Sally! She listened hard, carefully, trying to discern their words. Were they worried about her? she wondered.
“Shit, now what are we gonna do?” came Bertram Havermeyer’s strong voice. He was concerned all right, but not about Sally’s welfare. He was worried about his precious film. “Shit! We’ll never be able to find a double for the red-headed cunt! Besides that, we don’t dare release a film featuring a girl who died in the process of the film’s making. That’s just too fucking risky.”
“Well, I just hope you guys manage to find a nice quiet place to dispose of the bitch!” said Mindy Mandringer, her voice cold and hard, conveying no sense of pity or remorse.
“Christ, Bertram! What the fuck do we do now?” Malcolm said. “Do you think she’s really dead?”
Malcolm bent over her twisted and tangled body. She swung slowly in little revolving circles, hanging loosely from her bound wrists, tied to the whipping post in the middle of the floor. He held his ear over her heart and listened.
Sally felt the grayness beginning to dissipate. She was alive! She would live! she thought happily. She would survive the horrid torture session, the brutal flogging.
“She’s all right!” Malcolm exclaimed loudly.
“Good!” Bertram Havermeyer said, brightening. “Untie her and let’s give her a breather.”
“I’ll give her a fucking breather!” Mindy rasped, striding forward and grabbing a swath of Sally’s bright red hair. She twisted the girl’s head upward and spat into her, face. “The cunt can breathe my pussy for a while! That’ll revive her!” She ground her cunt into Sally’s face, rubbing her pussy-lips across the young girl’s upturned mouth.
“P-please, stop,” Sally whimpered.
Malcolm strode forward and untied Sally’s wrists and she fell flat on the floor, gasping for breath, trying to recover fully from the whipping. She was allowed to rest for about twenty minutes, while Bertram, Malcolm and Mindy stood by menacingly.
“She’s had enough rest. Let’s go back to work,” Mindy said, addressing Bertram Havermeyer.
“Okay, let’s get this film finished and in the can. Do your stuff, Mindy, baby,” he said.
Mindy curled her upper lip, baring her teeth in a cruel sneer as she strode haughtily forward, bent down, pulled her short, leather skin above her knees and smacked Sally across the mouth. “Time to get back to work, cunt! It’s time to film the lesbian scene. Ha! Ha!” The woman’s laugh sounded like the crackle of a witch.
Sally finally understood what Mindy meant when she had spoken of “lezzy scenes” earlier. The wicked bitch had meant scenes of lesbian, sex between two women. The mere thought of lesbian sex repulsed Sally. She really didn’t know much about lesbianism, but she did know that it wasn’t for her. It was unnatural and immoral for two women to have sex together. Sally shook her head in grief and horror. She would have no part of lesbian sex.
“What the fuck is your problem, cunt?” Mindy said crudely. “You don’t want to suck my sweet pussy? Is that it? Hey, once you get a taste of my cunt, you’ll give up men for good. You believe that?”
“No! I don’t believe anything you say, you filthy fucking whore! Get away from me!” Sally shouted.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Mindy was all over the naked young girl, slapping her hard across the face. The brunette bitch went down and pinched the girl’s tender nipples, digging her long, red-lacquered fingernails into Sally’s aching tit-flesh. “You’ve simply got to learn to cooperate better!” Mindy said, taunting the wretched young girl who writhed about, on the floor. “You’ll suck my pussy or I’ll make you wish you had, you fucking slut!” She rained hard, slapping blows down on Sally’s face and body, striking her firm tits and taut ass. Suddenly, as Sally rolled over on her stomach to escape the slapping blows, Mindy reached down and stuck her middle finger into Sally’s tight, puckered asshole. Her finger wormed its way deep into the girl’s asshole, burrowing past the protective ring of sphincter-muscle that surrounded her tight and tender asshole.
“Owwww! Stop it! Stop it!” the girl protested. Mindy jammed her forefinger deep into Sally’s asshole.
“How do you like getting fingered in your asshole, bitch?” the cruel brunette shouted.
“I hate it! It hurts! It hurts awful!”
Mindy glanced up at Malcolm Reams and laughed heartily. “Did you hear that, Malcolm? Shit, what a fucking pansy-ass! Just wait till she feels your huge prick reaming out her asshole. Then she’ll really know pain! Ha! Ha!”
“Oh, my God!” Sally shrieked. The thought of the giant prick of Malcolm Reams penetrating her tight and tender asshole was frightening. His prick would split her asshole apart!
“Now suck my cunt, bitch!” Mindy demanded. “Suck it dry, you little fucking slut!” With that, the brunette bitch ground her pussy into Sally’s face, rubbing her wet pussy-lips across Sally’s mouth. “Suck! Suck my cunt!”
Sally gripped the woman’s pussy-lips between her lips and began to obey the lewd command. She momentarily considered biting down hard on the wicked woman’s cunt-lips, but she thought better of the idea. It would be a serious mistake. Malcolm and Bertram would surely whip her and abuse her even more than they already had if she bit the female star’s cunt. I’ll simply have to suck the bitch’s pussy, Sally decided. She really had no choice in the matter. As soon as she began to lap and suck Mindy’s hot, wet cunt, the evil brunette pulled her forefinger out of Sally’s steaming asshole, and Sally knew that she had made the correct decision. Sucking Mindy’s wet cunt was a degrading task, but it beat the hell out of getting her asshole reamed out by Mindy’s probing forefinger. Christ! she thought, her asshole was terribly sore and tender.
“Suck, bitch! Suck my hot cunt!” Mindy commanded. “Make me come. I want you to suck me until I come!”
Sally sucked and
lapped and tongued the evil woman’s cunt for all she was worth. She knew that the woman would not leave her alone until she had climaxed from the lewd sucking. She slid her tongue deep into Mindy’s juicy cunt. Mindy’s pussy-juice dripped out of her wet, needy cunt and drenched Sally’s upturned face. The wretched young girl smelled the pungent odor of the wicked woman’s cunt-nectar and felt the pussy-nectar pouring out of the woman’s pussy and streaming down her cheeks. She wept, but her crying noises could not be heard. Her tears were smeared with cunt-juice and her sounds of anguish and torment were muffled by Mindy’s pussy-mound which ground cruelly into her mouth.
“Looks like she sucks pussy real good!” came Malcolm’s enthusiastic voice.
“Yeah! She’s a born cunt and cock-sucker! I found us a real nice little bitch here!” Bertram Havermeyer chimed in.
Both Malcolm and Bertram stood by closely watching the debauched scene. Bertram filmed the entire sordid episode, occasionally zooming in for a close-up of Sally’s puckering mouth on Mindy’s wet, hot cunt-lips. The two evil men reveled in the debauchery of the moment.
Sally felt terrible. She was being sexually molested and abused. Raped and tortured, forced to commit unspeakable sexual acts. Forced into decadence and perversion. The thought of what was happening to her was repulsive, and she wanted only to be freed from the bonds, of degradation. For the moment, she prayed that Mindy would soon come and end this horrid scene.
“Unnhhhhh! Ohhhhh! Yeah! Suck my cunt, you little clit-snapper! It feels so fucking good. Shit, this bitch sucks good pussy!” the brunette exclaimed as she rocked back and forth, her pussy rubbing across Sally’s open lips. Her cunt slid deep into Sally’s mouth, and Sally sucked the woman’s clit-button down into her throat.
Mindy moaned long and loud. “Ohhhh! Aaahhh!” She climaxed and Sally felt the woman’s clit throbbing inside of her mouth. Suddenly, Mindy pulled her knees inward, gripping Sally’s cheeks tightly. Sally felt the blood rushing to head. She became dizzy and her head began to ache terribly. It felt like a migraine headache, so powerful was the squeezing grip that Mindy had on her head. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Mindy released the pressure on the poor girl’s head. The brutal brunette toppled over backwards and basked in the afterglow of her orgasm. Sally felt dizzy, and she could not focus for a few seconds. But soon her headache dissipated and she looked up, her eyes glazed, her vision still somewhat distorted. Her body ached terribly and her mouth was sore from sucking Mindy’s cunt, not to mention having been forced to suck Malcolm’s huge cock earlier.
