Chapter 5

Cindy was out of tears but the echoes of the searing pain still branded her memory. The bound blonde knew that pain would come again and her imagination played out every possible thing he could do to her. There was no escaping it. Her hands and elbows were still tied tightly behind her back and her ankles were bound together with leather cuffs. Her jaws ached from the ballgag she was forced the wear. Her world was still black from her blindfold; she could only imagine what she and Rachel looked like bound before this stranger.

She felt a tug on the collar encircling her throat.

"Come Miss Cottrell, your lunch is ready," the stranger said.

Cindy shuffled on her knees the best she could.

"Now, dear Cindy, I am going to take your gag off. One word from you and it will go back in and you will be punished. You know how painful that will be, isn't that right?"

The blonde nodded. She did know how painful it could be and she wanted to avoid it if at all possible.

"Good girl," the man said, patting her on her head.

Cindy felt him unbuckle her gag and pull it from her mouth. A long string of saliva followed it, dripping down onto her chest. It was just one more humiliation she had to suffer through.

"Eat," the man said.

Cindy could smell the warm salad before her. She leaned forward until she felt the edge of the bowl. Slowly, she began to nibble at her lunch out of the bowl before her.

"I want you to clean that bowl, Miss Cottrell, or there will be hell to pay."

He enjoyed watching her as she squatted down over her bowl, her ass raised up and crisscrossed with red stripes from her flogging. Her swollen puss was still glistening from her arousal and he could picture himself taking her right then and there. He still could. His cock ached for relief. However, he wasn't sure what his client or clients would do. They knew a lot about him and hinted that it would be unwise to cross them. If the women talked, then it might be very bad for him. Still, he had the girls here and he could just do them. God knows he wanted to and had planned to regardless. Maybe after lunch...

The dinging of the bowl across the tile floor brought him out of his revelries. The blonde was trying her best to lick the bowl clean as she nudged it unintentionally across the floor.

The man picked up a different gag off the table, a ring-gag, and walked up beside her.

"That is good enough, Miss Cottrell," He said, "Now sit up."

Cindy straightened herself into a sitting position. She felt something pressed against her lips.

"Open wide."

Without a word, the blonde captive opened her mouth as wide as she could. She felt a hard, metal ring being pushed behind her lower teeth than forced behind her upper ones. Cindy nearly gagged as she felt him tighten the straps behind her head.

"You are being a very good girl," Cindy felt the man pat her on the head, "Do you deserve an orgasm?"

Cindy paused before nodding her head slowly. Her sex was a bit sore but she still had a warming desire simmering within her. A pool of saliva was forming under her tongue and she tried to swallow and found that she couldn't. The ring kept her mouth open and drool began to drip from her lips. She wished he would have gagged her with the other gag. The ring-gag was stretching her jaws to their limit.

"After your dessert, I will be sure to give you one."

The stranger grinned as he quietly unzipped his jeans, pulled his cock out and pointed it straight at the blonde's blindfolded face. Gently, he rubbed the head of his penis underneath Cindy's nose. Her reaction was almost immediate once she realized what it was, turning her head away and mewling with disgust.

He clasped her head with both his hands and turned her to face him as he eased himself through the center of the ring-gag. It was tight but he knew from past experience he would fit. She continued to fight him, screaming her garbled protests until she gagged on his fleshy head.

The stranger began rocking her head down over his cock. Cindy hated the musky taste of his flesh. He pushed himself to the back of her throat, causing her to choke.

"Suck on it, Miss Cottrell," he said in a stern voice, "Suck on it or I will keep it in until you suffocate."

Cindy closed her lips around his shaft the best she could and began to suck. She almost cried in relief as he pulled himself from the back of her throat.

"Make me cum, bitch!"