fraction of an inch and felt the electrodes zinging out their cruel load of electricity into her body. She shoved forward quickly in mindless reaction – and got the man's tongue all the way up her cunt.
She came and came and came.
And the electricity burned holes in her flesh. She tried to back away from the places, where the pain was the most intense, but she found herself unable to figure out just where those places were. She was so confused! The pain and pleasure of the tongue fucking her cunt made her wonder which she loved the most.
Pain hurt badly throughout her body, but she had to endure the pain to get the man's tongue all the way up her cunt. The frothy liquids boiling forth from her convulsing cunt dribbled down her legs and touched one of the electrical disks on the side of the coffin. The hissing as the juices turned to steam warned her of a single wrong movement.
'Stop it, please stop this!' she pleaded with Henrietta. 'I can't take any more of it!'
'The tongue picking of your pussy? You don't want any more? My, my, I misjudged you, my pretty-pretty. Very well. Lucien, ball her. I want to see that cock of yours all the way up into her cunt!'
The man silently obeyed. For a brief few seconds Tanya felt nothing but the aching loneliness in her cunt. And the knobby end of a cock poked between her trembling pussy lips before surging balls deep into her cunt.
She screamed at the sudden penetration. And came. She moaned and didn't even notice the stench of her own flesh burning against one of the electrodes. The pleasure of the prick inserted all the way up her seething hot, clinging cunt was more than enough to make her forget any pain. She knew the agony existed. The pleasure was greater.
The man fucked her with long, quick strokes that rocked the coffin back and forth. This caused her to bounce around inside. Electrodes burned her tits and back and all around her ass. She screamed and moaned and came again and again.
The friction of the cockflesh against her pussy walls was enough to keep her alive and happy. When the hot rush of his jism filled her, she came. When he kept fucking her for a few more seconds, she came. And when he pulled out with a wet little plop she came.
And then Tanya screamed for a solid hour from the pain in her body. She had dozens of ugly red spots burned into her flesh from the electrodes. And as she screamed, she hated. Henrietta stood in front of her and smiled, enjoying every second of the anguish-filled spectacle.
CHAPTER TEN
Tanya was never sure when Henrietta pulled the plug on the electricity. It might have been any time during the night. She was poised in, the half bent position, trying desperately not to inflict any more pain on herself than was possible.
But this caused her legs to begin to cramp. Her shoulders were hunched forward and the spots where she had already touched the electrodes burned as if they were being constantly bathed in some fierce acid. The cramps and the other pains wracking her body kept her in a perpetual haze.
But she finally collapsed nearly ten hours after she had been put into the box and touched more of the electrodes. Nothing happened. Sighing with relief, she sagged down limply inside the coffin-like box. She just hoped it wouldn't end up being her coffin. She had a score to settle with Henrietta.
Lucien entered the room silently and opened the front. She tried to stand up straight and tall and defiant. Instead, she fell forward into the man's strong arms.
'I didn't mean to…' she began.
'That's all right. I would have come sooner but Henrietta's kept me busy all night long. She's a real bitch to do this to you, especially when you only have a few more hours to go.'
'What?'
'Didn't you know? The month's almost up. Mr. Steele's had to go out on business and won't be back until after your time's up, but you've done it. Really. You've got maybe four hours left.'
'So little,' she said, stunned at the news. Or was it true? Could this be just another means of Henrietta's to give her hope and then snatch it away? She had no way of telling.
'Help me into the other room, Lucien,' she said. 'I need to lie down for a while. Goddamn, but that thing left me woozie.' She glared at the coffin-like box and hated it as much as the woman who had put her into it.
'Believe me, I didn't want to do it. But Henrietta's got almost as much power over me as Mr. Steele does.'
'Just help me, Lucien. Good, thanks,' she said, leaning heavily on the man's strong arm. It was comforting to have so strong a man aid her again instead of abuse her. When she get rid of Henrietta and took over the reins of power around here, things would be a lot different.
She'd make sure that Mr. Steele said so.
The plush bedroom had never appeared more inviting to her. She dropped to the surface of the bed and reveled in the softness of the velvet under her burned skin. She snuggled down and all the hurt seemed to go away. She could hardly believe she was able to recover this fast.
She looked up at Lucien, still standing beside the bed. The bulge in his pants told the story. He was hornier than hell for her. And why not? She was naked and had been available to him on all manner of occasions, but not once had she really given herself freely to him. She had duped him and used him just as Henrietta had used them both.
'Lucien,' she said softly. 'I want you.'
'What?'
'I want you to fuck me. Do it now. You said there's only a few hours left. I want my last memories of this place to be good ones.'
'After what I've done to you, you still want me to screw you?'
Her legs wantonly parted. This was all the invitation he needed. The man ripped off his clothes and dropped to her. The added weight made the bed springs squeak, but she didn't mind. The weight pressing down into her body was good – and the pressure of his prick against her cunt lips was even better. She felt her body begin to respond immediately to him.
'Ummm, oh, God, fuck me good. Make me into a real woman!'
She closed her eyes as the prick penetrated her cunt lips and pummeled her cunt. The feel of so much cock inside her, fucking her, making her into a woman, again robbed her of breath and speech. She could only moan and thrash about weakly under him.
The man's hips began to piston in and out. And suddenly the cock was entirely gone from her cunt. Hollow, achingly empty, she opened her eyes to see Henrietta standing over her and Lucien pushed off to one side.
'You!' cried Tanya. 'I'll…' But she never got a chance to claw out the red-haired woman's eyes. The whip stung like fire across her arm and made her back flinch.
'Tie her up. Spread-eagle. And then you can have the cunt all for yourself, Lucien,' said Henrietta.
Tanya fought the man off but it did no good. The rough hemp ropes circled her wrists and pulled her out straight on the bed, the rope tied to the headboard. In short order, ropes were fastened around each ankle and she was pulled out into a painfully wide vee. Her cunt was lewdly exposed and she was totally helpless.
What had started as a fucking that promised pleasure had turned into another brutal rape. And she was totally powerless to prevent the physical abuse being dished out to her.
'Fuck her now,' said Henrietta. 'I want to watch.'
She perched on the side of the bed and idly played with Tanya's nipples. The girl hated the way those pebbly mounds of erectile flesh hardened and throbbed with desire. She wished she could show no emotion whatsoever. But her body betrayed her.
'Tanya, I don't want to do this. She's the one who…' began Lucien.
'Fuck the black-haired bitch, damn, you!' shrieked Henrietta, 'I'll rip the flesh off your back with this whip if you don't!'
She lashed Lucien several times. Tanya saw the man's fists ball up as if he would hit her, but whatever power Henrietta – Mr. Steele – had over him still held him in check. He came back between the captive woman's
