Chapter 4

It took a few minutes for her to fully come back from the earth-shattering experience of her first orgasm, but Jennifer couldn’t procrastinate any longer. She could tell by Chris’ body language that it wasn’t him she was going to practice on, so she looked at Mark.

The male was sitting confidently with his legs spread, feet flat on the floor, and his considerable manhood, at least to her, was on full display.

Chris took her hand gently and got her to stand up before leading her towards the recliner where Mark sat and stopped her just in front of Mark. Mark’s eyes slid down her body, a small grin spreading across his face at the treasure that stood in front of him. So far all he’s really done to her is grab her roughly and feel her up once to emphasize a point. She saw Mark look up at Chris, his face either asking or saying some unspoken ... thing.

Chris took one last look at Jennifer and patted her on the head, smoothing her hair out on one side of her head “Okay then. I’m gonna get some sleep. I’ll leave Mark in charge and be back in a few hours.”

Jennifer subconsciously leaned her head into Chris’ touch but her eyes shot open and looked up at him in a panicked look as he spoke. He was going to leave her here ... with Mark? She could tell that it seemed to pain Chris to leave her here, but whether or not it was because he wanted to have sex with her but also had to share her, or if he was genuinely concerned for her well-being, she did not know.

She relaxed a little away from his touch and had to remind herself that these two, not just Mark, had kidnapped her for the sole purpose of raping and abusing her. She forced herself to realize that Chris had no genuine feelings for her.

With a heavy sigh, Chris turned away from them and headed up the stairs. He paused at the top and wanted so badly to look down at her one last time, but shook his head softly and exited, the door closing and locking behind him.

Jennifer and Mark both watched Chris climb the stairs and leave, and as one turned to look at each other.

SMACK!

She reeled away from the older boy as his hand whipped across her face and tried to back away as quickly as she could but Mark grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her back to where she had been kneeling before, “The only time you make eye contact with me is when I TELL you to look at me, do you UNDERSTAND?!”

She had held her breath to listen to him with one wrist being held by him and the other holding her burning red cheek where she had been hit, but when he stopped speaking the dam of air gave way and she shrieked out in agony which was immediately followed by tears.

“And crying will only make it worst!”

She couldn’t stop herself from being picked up and thrown over his legs, her butt looking up at the lights. She immediately knew what was coming and tried to get her arms behind her to cover her rear end but Mark effectively used one hand to hold her wrists together behind her while the other came down several times in quick succession.

The pain was unbearable but she managed to wrestle one of her wrists free and instead of using it to shield her ass, she brought it in front of her and covered her mouth with it, stifling the cries that seemed to anger him so much.

Mark smirked and considered pushing her off of him but thought now’d be a good time to let her know who was in charge “Now for your insubordination, you will get five spankings. You won’t know when or where they’ll hit or how hard. When I hit you, you will count it out and say ‘sir.’ at the end. Do you understand?”

Silent sobs racked her body but she nodded her head quickly.

“Good.” SMACK! on one cheek.

She grunted with the pain, “One, sir.”

He waited a few seconds and then quickly, one on each cheek SMACK! SMACK!

“AAaah ... TWO SIR - THREE SIR.”

Mark placed a hand on her butt cheek and squeezed it not roughly. Just enough to lessen some of the sting. Jennifer had been holding her breath waiting for the next blow to land and, not trusting him, had held it for as long as she could but eventually exhaled. As soon as she did, she felt him shift and had no time to brace herself. Mark had been waiting for her to relax before quickly pulling back and swinging down on her as hard as he could SMACK!

Luckily, she still had a hand near enough to her mouth to stifle the otherwise ear-splitting scream that came from her mouth. Mark chuckled and smoothed the other cheek for a few seconds, but the pretense for waiting for her to relax was up so he brought his hand up and was about to swing down, but paused.

He waited a second or two and growled “You forgot to COUNT! You stupid cunt. Now we have to start over again!”

Mark felt her gasp and quietly whimper into her hand.

Ten minutes later when they were finished he finally did push her off of his legs. They had fallen asleep and his hand stung like a bitch, so he could only imagine how she felt. Seeing her land hard on her side and want to curl up into a ball but too scared to move made him smirk. Her face was a mess with tears and hair sticking to it. Her body was shaking and her ass cheeks were a nice shade of dark red. She certainly wouldn’t be sitting anytime soon.

He patted his leg “Up, girl.” She immediately complied, looking down at his feet, and was kneeling in front of him as she was originally.

His dick was rock hard even through all that and he grabbed the base of it, pointing it at her. It naturally drew her eyes and she stared back at it, her bottom jaw quivering as she recovered from the spanking. She had felt it all throughout the spanking and at some point the question of how someone could stay so hard while hurting someone had crossed her mind and she latched onto the question, trying to drown out the pain. Consequently, her focusing on that question had caused her to miss the count again at three.

“Put it in your mouth, and watch your teeth. Chris didn’t want me to hurt your face but I swear to God I will fucking knock out your teeth if they scrape me. Got it?”

She nodded and made sure her eyes didn’t look anywhere else. She leaned forward and closed her eyes as her lips got closer and closer to the crown of his dick. Her lips made contact and they opened so she could take the tip into her mouth and moved down his length until the entire head was in her mouth. He was a little pleased that she could at least take the whole head in her mouth, but she still had about five more inches of rod to swallow.

He moved his hand that was holding the base about half way up, “If you can get your lips to touch my hand, and take that much of my dick in your mouth, then I won’t force the entire thing down your throat.”

She wanted to look up at him to try and read if he was being genuine or not, but then remembered that she really didn’t want to look up at him. She saw his fingers weren’t that far away from her mouth and tried to take it all down but about an inch short of his fingers, the mushroom head seemed to hit a weird spot in her throat and she gagged, retreating on it somewhat.

Mark was hoping that that happened and smirked “You have two more tries to get my cock in your mouth, otherwise I decide I don’t give two shits about your gag reflex and just shove it down your throat.”

She nodded and used her tongue in a circle around the head of his cock before pushing her mouth back down it. She went much slower with it and her eyebrows furrowed as she reached that gag point again. All she had to do was think about her butt, which was still on fire, and used her throat muscles to swallow.