Captured Couples 2

In a basement dungeon somewhere in the rugged wilderness, a young couple was being tortured. Master Jake and his Mistress, Ashley, usually enjoyed toying with their prey, and this day was no different. The early-morning dawn peeked over the rim of the distant mountains, some of its light starting to sneak through the single barred window high up along the dungeon cell’s east wall.

Jake looked down at a slender brunette captive, Miranda, her just-raped pussy spread with Jake’s cum oozing from her raw-rubbed sex lips. Her boyfriend Derek now had his face thrust between her legs, lapping submissively and eating out all of Master Jake’s nasty jism.

“SLURP!!! Unnhhhggkk!” Derek groaned, slurping madly as Mistress Ashley took a three-tailed whip and smacked it loudly against Derek’s butt cheeks.

“Put some more effort into it, you worthless man-slut. Eat your girlfriend’s pussy out like you mean it!”

Miranda moaned, her breasts jiggling as she swayed on her back, rocking her hips forward so that her intimate slit was grinding into Derek’s mouth.

“Please, baby…clean out my pussy so good, just like that,” she purred, hoping that her sick display would somehow please their captors and stave off more degradations and horrors. She would soon discover that her hopes were futile. The petite, big-breasted brunette had a beautiful face and athletic body, her lithe form sexy enough to make most men drool over – which was exactly what Jake felt like doing as he watched her.

Yes, Master Jake enjoyed watching his captive squirm as her boyfriend ate out her sex, knowing that the next phase of their torture was about to begin. Ashley had given him the handgun, which he now pointed at Derek’s head.

“Okay, man-slut, I think that’s enough pussy-licking for now. We have another fun game to play with you…maybe your LAST.”

Derek’s wrists were cuffed behind him. All he could do now was sit up awkwardly on his knees and await further instruction. With a sullen look he stared at the floor and waited for his cruel captors’ next command. Mistress Ashley was a gorgeous redhead with 34D breasts. She had enjoyed the show so far, but decided it hadn’t gotten serious enough yet for her liking.

“All right, lover. Let’s turn up the heat. Chain our man-slave down and let’s give him some of our secret medicine.”

“Medicine?” Derek said, confused. Ashley took the gun back from Jake and aimed it at Miranda’s head, warning the boyfriend not to try anything. Meanwhile Jake took off the cuffs temporarily before tying Derek down spread-eagled face-up on the floor of the cell, his wrists and ankles shackled to the cement floor. Then Jake retrieved a bottle of pills, pouring a few into the palm of his hand while Ashley pinched Derek’s nose, forcing his mouth open.

“Ugggkkk!!!” Derek sputtered. When he involuntarily opened his mouth Jake shoved the pills between his lips, then clamped the captive’s mouth shut and held the unfortunate young man’s jaw closed until he had no choice but to swallow.

“Ugghk! What did you give me?” Derek gasped.

“Leave him alone!” Miranda begged.

Mistress Ashley chuckled. “Oh, we just gave him a ‘performance enhancing’ drug. He’ll have a boner for HOURS. That’ll get the blood flowing to his cock nice and quick! Mmm!!! Now, where were we?”

“You call the shots, baby. I’m curious where you’re going with this,” Jake said.

“Help me truss up the brunette fuck-slave first.” They approached Miranda, chaining her wrists above her head so that she dangled a few inches off the floor. They let her hang as she protested about her wrists hurting. Ashley rose on her tiptoes, laving each of Miranda’s nipples as her hand gently rubbed back and forth along the girl’s cum-coated slit.

“Uhhhh! Stop!” Miranda moaned.

“Quiet, bitch. This is the BEST part of what is going to happen to you and your boyfriend over there. You might as well enjoy the fleeting moments while they last,” Ashley said, fondling the girl’s pussy with even more sadistic glee. She rolled the girl’s nerve bundle between her thumb and forefinger, watching Miranda’s pussy twitch and her hips jerk involuntarily with the sparks of stimulation.

“Go get Caela and bring her in here,” Mistress said to Jake. The muscular psychopath nodded and disappeared. He was back minutes later with another gorgeous brunette stumbling ahead of him. Caela was noticeably taller than Miranda and a little skinnier. She didn’t sport the same well-sculpted tits as the shorter brunette captive, but she had a lithesome allure to her all the same.

Caela’s wrists had been cuffed in front of her, but now Jake unlocked them at Mistress Ashley’s command. All this time Ashley had still been fondling and fingering Miranda’s pussy, her fingers running along the girl’s labia to create delicate little shivers of pleasure, grazing the girl’s clit again and again to bolster a sense of guilt in Miranda’s tormented mind as her loins built up with lust.

“Please!” Miranda whimpered. “Don’t do this. Let us go!”

“Quiet, bitch!” Ashley slapped Miranda’s ass cheeks hard with the palm of her hand, leaving two resounding smacks to echo through the chamber. She plunged two fingers into the girl’s pussy, scraping them along the insides of the girl’s love-hole as Miranda squirmed and moaned more plaintively.

“Welcome to the party Caela,” Ashley said with an evil grin. “Jake, get her on her knees and hand her that knife.”

Caela looked bewildered as Jake thrust her beside the prostrate Derek and handed her a wicked-looking knife maybe four inches long.

“What…what do you want me to do with this?” the slender slave-girl asked.

Mistress Ashley’s grin deepened. “Simple, slut. First, you get to play with the boyfriend’s dick nonstop, do you hear me? Fuck it. Suck it. Play with it like he’s your personal man-slave.”

“Y-yes Mistress.”

“You’re probably wondering when I’m going to get to the part about the knife.”

“Yes Mistress,” Caela admitted, her eyes flicking with uncertainty to the sharp blade.

“You’ll keep wringing the cum from that boy’s balls until his shaft’s as flaccid as a wet noodle. When he’s no longer virile with a decent fuck-stick to ride, then guess what you are going to do?”

Horror creeped across the girl’s beautiful face. Caela’s eyes widened. “No…please Mistress. You can’t be serious!”

“If or when our man-slut’s cock gets too tired and floppy, you’ll cut it off as a trophy. Do you hear me slut?”

“No! Please!” Caela said.

“NO!!” Miranda wailed, but Mistress ignored her, gently pinching her clit and plunging her fingers deep into her cum-encrusted twat once more.

“Oh yes, bitch. You get to hang here and watch your boyfriend get fucked by another woman. And then when it’s all over you get to watch your boyfriend have his dick sliced off.”

Jake threw an admiring look Ashley’s way. “You’re such a romantic, Ash.”

The redhead smiled. “I know.”

Soon the next phase of torment began in earnest. The long-limbed, gorgeous Caela approached Derek and knelt between his legs. She gently cupped the base of his shaft, marveling at the hardness of his thick cock as it strained between her fingers. Then she licked the tip before smothering it with her mouth, sucking in loud, wet slurps as her head bobbed up and down. She pumped her lips gradually further and further down Derek’s cock until the poor young man was moaning, his penis slimy with pre-cum. The slender brunette sucked harder, driving her lips further down his shaft as she pressed those lips ever more tightly to his girth, her saliva trickling from the seal of her lips and adding another glistening layer to the boy’s cock.

“Please…UuuhhH!! Stop!” Derek cried, his cock straining inside Caela’s warm, wet mouth. Her lips pressed even more tightly against his manhood, her mouth impaled all the way now, her nose buried in his crotch as she slurped loudly and tried not to gag.

“MMMPPPHH!!! UHHHHH!!!” Caela moaned, her pussy throbbing with arousal the more she sucked Derek’s helpless shaft. Caela’s tongue lovingly caressed the sides of Derek’s cock then as she came up for air, sputtering with slimy strings of pre-cum dangling from her lips and smeared across her chin.

Jake laughed. “Oh, look at that, Caela. I think he likes you, bitch.”

Mistress Ashley turned in time to see that Miranda was breathing heavily with her eyes squeezed shut. “Pay attention, bitch!” The redhead cruelly squeezed Miranda’s nipples, making the girl cry out as her eyes snapped open. Ashley was still pumping the girl’s sex with two fingers and rubbing her thumb across Miranda’s clit, making the helpless captive’s juices start to trickle between her creamy thighs. “You’ll watch every second of the action, bitch, and if you don’t I’ll make sure you suffer!”

Ashley proceeded to attach an electrode to each of Miranda’s nipples with Jake’s help. Each electrode snaked to a wired panel along the cell’s wall. Even as they did this, Mistress vigorously rubbed and teased Miranda’s young clit, listening carefully to the squelchy-wet sounds of the brunette’s pussy as it creamed up under her attentions, destined to surrender. Sure enough, one more well-timed press against the girl’s joy nub had Miranda flying over the precipice.

“Uhhh!!” Miranda squealed, her pussy spewing its fragrant juices onto her captor’s fingers.

“You nasty little cunt, how dare you get my fingers tainted with your fluids!” Ashley growled. “We’ll find an additional punishment for that after you’ve watched your boyfriend lose his manhood.” Miranda was heaving and shuddering in the aftermath of her unwilling orgasm while Mistress Ashley turned back to watch the proceedings on the other side of the dungeon cell.

Caela’s slurping was loud, echoing as she pumped her mouth violently up and down Derek’s penis. The slimy strings of pre-cum painted the girl’s lips as she came off of him and then straddled his now obscenely elongated and eager prick. The slender brunette lowered her naked pussy onto his cock, positioning it right between her sex lips as she plunged down to the hilt, filling herself with rigid man-meat. Caela immediately began to moan and grind atop the helpless captive’s young cock. Derek’s groans joined those of the female sex slave, a symphony which delighted Ashley and sounded like music to Jake’s ears.

Master Jake was getting restless though, watching Caela and Derek’s forced coupling, and now he walked up to Caela with the three-tailed whip in one hand.

“You look like you need some assistance there, sweetie.” Caela gave him an alarmed look. The brunette had her hands splayed out on Derek’s pectorals, caressing his skin as she bounded up and down his shaft, slurping up his cock with her slick, fully aroused snatch.

“Ooohh, please Master.