them jumped at the sound. The girl screamed and jerked back, her hands flailing in the air. There was no need for them to tie her down. There was nowhere she could run. The moment she headed for the door Jack stepped in front of her, his legs spread widely apart for balance, the cat popping and snapping in front of him. Erika and Ed stepped back, giving the good doctor more room.
'Fuck, this is something else, Erika!' the young doctor cried, moving quickly from side to side, dogging the teen's frantic attempts to escape from the snapping leather whip.
'Oh please, please, don't do this to me!' They had done everything else to her – beaten her, fucked her, forced her to fuck herself with dildos, made her eat out cunt. Every hole in her body had been cruelly violated and now they were going to whip her, degrade and injure her at the same time. She covered her tits with both hands, desperately running from wall to wall, her face white with terror as the cat snapped first on one side, then on the other.
'No, no!'
Her feet slipped. Twice she nearly pitched forward, her hands jerking out for support. Her tits and asscheeks jiggled, her long blonde hair streaming out behind her. No escape! There was no escape! They were playing with her, toying with the girl the way a cat plays with a half-dead bird before eating it. The image flashed through her mind and nearly brought her to her knees.
Allison saw Jack stop dead center in the room, blocking her next move. He swung the cat, making the girl cringe backward. She tried pressing herself closer to the tiled wall to escape the force of the impact.
'Noooooo!'
The girl was pressing one side up against the wall, her eyes riveted to the leather thongs snapping and crackling in the thick air. They seemed to be coming down at her in slow motion, cutting through the shadows as they drew closer and closer. For the first time in her life Allison was in fear for her safety. All the other torments had been nothing compared to this.
The leather snapped once more, then came crashing down on her flesh.
'Yaaaagghghghhhhhh!'
A thousand burning coals couldn't have been more painful! Allison gagged, her body snapping forward from the cutting force of that blow. The leather had sliced across her ass, leaving long red marks on the resilient flesh. Allison found herself gasping for air, her lungs having deflated during the cutting, burning contact of leather against skin. Her muscles spasmed, cramping around her thighs and buttocks as the stinging quickly turned to heat, warming her asshole and cunt.
'Ohhhhhhh…'
The girl felt herself sinking once more to the floor. A light blow of the cat against her ankles snapped her back to attention.
'Don't fall down unless you're told to,' Erika snapped.
Again the cat came down on her ass, the leather, biting into her flesh like a dozen sharks. The girl screamed and shrieked, her fingers clawing at the smooth damp wall, her face reddening from the pain and terror coursing through her soul. Behind her Allison could hear Jack wheezing and coughing. Then there was a laugh, followed by the all-too-familiar sound of the leather whistling through the air. The girl braced herself and mumbled a prayer.
'Aggghghhhhhh!'
He flogged the backs of her knees, moving the cat up to her thighs, beating finally at her asscheeks. The young woman managed somehow to stay upright, her knees flailing against the wall, her toes fanning out until they cramped. She noticed the blows became less and less savage as they went on. Obviously Jack wasn't intending to peel the flesh off her body with the cat but still the cutting blows hurt! Oh, God, how they hurt!
'Ughhhhh!'
Her ass was on fire! Allison thought she could feel her flesh splitting. Her asscheeks heated, reddening to scarlet as the leather thongs kept beating away. The blazing pain in her plump ass radiated out to all parts of her body, stiffening her nipples, finally centering in on her cunt and clit.
Juice started running from her cunt mouth to her thighs, mingling with her sweat. Long red stripes appeared on her ass where the cat cut into her. First the stripes, then large purple welts. Allison kept yammering for mercy, begging them to stop the awful pain. But Jack kept on, seeming to gain strength from her cries.
'Ohhhhhh!'
He was concentrating on her ass now. The girl clenched her asscheeks together until the big muscles ached and cramped from the tension. She was trying to protect her asshole from the leather. Oh God, God, she would die if he beat her with that thing on her asshole or pussy!
'Yayyghghhhh!'
The stripes across her lower back hurt her terribly. With a yowl of despair the girl felt herself falling down. Again she heard Erika commanding her to stand straight. Unbelievably the girl tried to obey the headmistress, stiffening her legs as best she could. But the strength left her when another sharp blow across the backs of her thighs made her scream.
She staggered back, her arms flailing out from her body for balance but it was impossible. With another scream she toppled to the floor. The last thing Allison remembered was the cat striking her arm, making her jerk it away as if she'd just touched a hot stove. Then the world was bathed in darkness and with a sigh of relief the girl sank into unconsciousness.
Allison had no idea how long she'd been out. When she came to, the girl saw she was standing, her body leaning against something wooden. But when she tried to move the young teen realized she couldn't! What was going on? Pulling up one arm Allison managed to press her right palm against the wooden wall in front of her. She banged as best she could, opening her mouth and screaming out for help! What kind of closet had they put her in? She couldn't bend her knees, couldn't even turn around. It was as if she were in a mummy's case!
And it was, so dark! Then Allison thought of air! Where was the air coming from… if indeed there was any air! Oh God! Perhaps Erika and the others felt they had gone too far and couldn't trust her to keep silent. Perhaps they were going to kill her and dispose of her so they could keep playing their games on unsuspecting mothers and daughters.
'Help!' Panic raced through her body, her throat and chest tightening.
'No need to shout, dear. We're all out here,' Erika's voice said.
For a moment Allison felt a wave of relief. Then the thought of being trapped while they were free to do as they pleased outside struck her. What awful thing did they have planned for her now?
For at least ten minutes nothing happened. Allison stood there, her knees and ass pressed against the splintery wood, her ears perked up to catch the slightest sound. Nothing, absolutely nothing! Sweat broke out all over her body as fear gripped her. Again she whispered prayers, her childhood prayers as she waited for the people outside to make their moves.
A faint scraping sound! What was it? She felt a trickle of air coming through a tiny dot near her. Yes, there were several of these openings all around her. She could see them now, could see faint pinpoints of light coming through!
And then, before she could assess this latest development, something scraped along the part of her case opposite her throat. It was a long, narrow object. A needle! Oh God, they were going to stab her! She screamed, jerking her head back as much as she could, but the sharp point struck her throat. Allison coughed, shouting for them to stop. In an instant the needle was gone.
'Now what are you doing to me?' she cried, her heart pounding wildly. The girl thought of all those tricks she'd seen on television with magicians shoving swords through cabinets. It was the same thing here, only she was really inside!
'Guess!'
Another needle slipped in quickly, followed by a third. Allison heard the steady advance of the objects before she felt the tiny puncture wounds. In the instant before the needle struck the girl flattened her shoulders against the wood. Whimpering, she tried drawing her hands to her tits but there was no room to move. All she could do was shake against the box violently and scream as loudly as she could.
'Aaiiyyyeeeeee!'
The terrified teen gasped as her nipples hardened against the needles. Yes, they were touching her nipples, threatening to tear through the rubbery tips! The girl sobbed, attempting to sink away from the onslaught. But her
