Forced to be a Fuck Doll II

Ashlynn had been forcefully moved to a different room that was entirely white with one table and one armchair. The two men who apparently worked for the man she only knew as ‘Master’ had forced her to put on a sheer white baby doll with only lace white panties underneath. They gruffly pinched at her nipples and laughed to themselves and they were pushing her around.
” This little cunt is going to love Mr. Statler…and don’t bother screaming and whining to him, he’s paying good money to play around with you…and he likes his girls scared and young.” They shortly left the room leaving Ashlynn alone. It all felt so unreal to her…this couldn’t be happening…how long are they going to keep her there…
Before the two men had dragged her to this room they had made her shower and demanded that she shave her pussy completely bare. They also watched her intently while she did so…but Ashlynn has learned by then not to resist.
Before long the door opened and another man in an expensive looking suit walked in. Ashlynn guessed he was probably 50 years old, she stared at him, her eyes starting to tear up. The man was carrying a leather case that resembled a tool box and he sat it on the ground and looked at her and smiled.

“Turn around for me, baby.” He said.
Ashlynn slowly started to turn around, wishing she was unconscious.
“Good. Now take down those panties, spread your legs and bend down and grab your ankles.” He casually demanded.
Ashlynn stalled and began to cry.
“You little bitch. Do as I say!” He reached into his case and pulled out a leather riding crop and quickly advanced to her.
She fearfully pulled her panties down and bent over as he asked. Her ass and pussy were now exposed to him and the cool air. Before she knew it he sharply brought down the riding crop on her ass. She yelped with pain.
“That’s for stalling, you whore.” He hit her ass ass several more times as she stood bent over and then began lightly slapping her pussy with it.
“Reach back her and spread those cute little pussy lips for me. I wanna see if you;re as tight as they said you were.”
Ashlynn awkwardly reached up and pulled apart her lips, the cool air on her exposed cunt sent a chill down her spine. She felt the man staring at her cunt intently and prodding her open hole with the riding crop.
“Alright, good.