Page 30
Story: When the Dark Wins
“No,” she whispered between harsh breaths, her jaw muscles twitching as she pressed her teeth together again.
Another crack of the whip, harder, and she gasped before she screamed. This line was going to be darker, a lovely reddish-purple. It probably hurt, a lot, but he had never been whipped so he didn’t know exactly what it felt like.
“FUCK YOU!” the girl screamed, voice breaking at the end of the expletive as she dissolved into whines, rattling the chains with her twists and tugs. It was a pretty sight from the side. Round breasts brushing the concrete, flat stomach twisting above wiggling hips.
The customers are absolutely enjoying this.
Walking over to the table he set the whip down and picked up the bar gag. She was still breathing harshly when he approached, refusing to look at him as she leaned her forehead against the wall. There was no doubt in his mind that it was her exhaustion, and not some last minute attempt at obedience that kept her eyes averted.
She was disobedient to the core, but he had something else after the whipping to break her a little further.
“Open your mouth.” That drew her attention, head twisting to look over her shoulder at him, and he lifted the gag so she could see it. Brown eyes went wide, and her jaw tightened.
Anthony was somewhat fascinated by her. Normally, there was so much pleading and begging, especially when he used the whip — a boorish, yet painful implement if there ever was one — but she was still cursing. Still brazenly refusing to submit, and nowhere near breaking.
Weaving his fingers into her hair he ripped her head back, the natural gasp of breath into her lungs opening her jaw, and he shoved the leather bit between her teeth before she could correct it. It only took a moment to wind the leather behind her head, under the ponytail he had roughly pulled together to keep it off her back.
/> She sputtered curses around it, still loud, but less intelligible.
Much better.
“I did tell you what would happen if you cursed at me again, remember, slut?” He stroked her hair, smiling when she pulled away from him. “Ready for the rest of your whipping?”
A garbled stream came from her, and he could almost pick out the obscenities as he returned to the whip. The leather was still warm from his hand, a comfortable hold.
“If you would like to answer my questions from this morning, or address me properly, simply snap your fingers. Otherwise, we will finish this part of your punishment.” Anthony watched as the muscles in her back twitched, her legs bending and straightening. Preparing for the pain.
It wouldn’t help her, of course, but he allowed her the moment anyway.
Sometimes, he was too generous.
Rearing his arm back he snapped the whip across her shoulders, reveling in the scream as his cock twitched. Still sated from before he’d chained her up, but he enjoyed it anyway. Another lash, harder, and her back bowed before she pressed her body into the concrete.
Darker.
That line was already a deep purple, and he listened to her sob, the slurping sounds around the gag as she tried to avoid drooling.
In a moment none of that would matter to her.
The whip arced through the air so fast his eyes couldn’t track it, trusting his skill to land it where he wanted, and over and over it did. Practice makes perfect, or so they say, and though he’d prefer the marks to be more evenly spaced, they were still grouped carefully across the top of her back.
Eyes roving to her ass and thighs he admired the clean expanse of flesh, the belt marks having faded from his brother’s interlude with her, and he smiled. Shifting his feet, he angled lower and the whip cracked at a diagonal across her ass.
A new scream, guttural sobbing. She hadn’t expected him to strike somewhere new.
Anthony paused a moment to enjoy her despair, the hiss of her breaths around the gag, the whimpers, the occasional sucking in as she fought to swallow the saliva he knew was pooling in her mouth. He could have put her in a ball gag, but that was for shorter durations than he planned to have her in this one.
Tonight, he would torture her in new ways.
But first, the whipping. Two more lashes across her ass, dark ones that drew out the most desperate screams of pain, and then he added another across her shoulders. The girl bucked, crying, and he saw the first string of drool spill from her lips. It glinted in the light as it spilled onto her breasts, and she whined, sputtering as she gave in and let more flow.
How many emails had he received requesting a whipping?
Too many to count at the moment, but he looked forward to reviewing the live cam views on this session. It had lasted long enough that some of the customers would have reached out to others they knew, encouraged them to access it.
Which meant she needed to perform.
“Want to snap your fingers, slave?” He taunted, moving forward to run his hand across the welts on her ass, squeezing hard to turn her soft whimpering into another pain-filled scream. Leaning closer he spoke almost directly into her ear, “If you do it, I might even stop. Isn’t that what you want?”
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30 (Reading here)
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135
- Page 136
- Page 137
- Page 138
- Page 139
- Page 140
- Page 141
- Page 142
- Page 143
- Page 144
- Page 145
- Page 146
- Page 147
- Page 148
- Page 149
- Page 150
- Page 151
- Page 152
- Page 153
- Page 154
- Page 155
- Page 156
- Page 157
- Page 158
- Page 159
- Page 160
- Page 161
- Page 162
- Page 163
- Page 164
- Page 165
- Page 166
- Page 167
- Page 168
- Page 169
- Page 170
- Page 171
- Page 172
- Page 173
- Page 174
- Page 175
- Page 176
- Page 177
- Page 178
- Page 179
- Page 180
- Page 181
- Page 182
- Page 183
- Page 184
- Page 185
- Page 186
- Page 187
- Page 188
- Page 189
- Page 190
- Page 191
- Page 192
- Page 193
- Page 194
- Page 195
- Page 196
- Page 197
- Page 198
- Page 199
- Page 200
- Page 201
- Page 202
- Page 203
- Page 204
- Page 205
- Page 206
- Page 207