moved toward the girl, holding the whip like a limp snake in front of him. When he was directly behind the bent- over girl, he moved his hand holding the whip up high in the air, so that the girl could see it very clearly. She had her head twisted to one side, and by the look on her face, it was difficult for her to look backward toward the man. When she saw what he was holding over his head, her eyes popped open wide with anxiety.
'Ohhhh, don't do that to me!' she wailed in her high soprano trill, but her pleas were interrupted with the whip slapping down across her naked buttocks.
'Aaaaggghhh!' Heaving forward in a desperate attempt to get away from the blow, Valerie's breasts pressed into the mattress as she tried to pull herself free from the restraining bonds. She was securely tied, and there was no escape for her. The man raised his hand once again, and the whip landed on her smooth quivering young buttocks even harder than before.
'Aaaagggghhhh! Oooohhhh, don't hurt your Valerie!' thin red lines were visible across the white cheeks of her naked buttocks as a vivid indication of where the whip had struck her body. Carl felt like every nerve and muscle in his body was tense as the man again raised his hand, holding up the whip, striking the girl with the tip of it on the upstroke. The loud, lewd cracking sound echoed throughout the club, and the patrons seemed to remain so very quiet that no breathing was heard. Another red welt ran parallel on the white cheeks of her sensuous buttocks, but her cries for mercy had turned to helpless, incoherent whimperings.
'Jesus!' muttered the doctor to himself, feeling his forehead bead with perspiration, he wiggled in his seat and emptied his glass of scotch. It's just an act, he reminded himself; no reason to get so upset. He made a conscious effort to block out the cruelty of this S-M act, but the subsequent blows of the whip sounded like cracking stings from hell. Then, as though he had been imagining all that preceded, Carl was shocked by the sudden change in Valerie's voice. It was as though she was actually enjoying the painful whipping the man was giving her, and tiny drops of excited moisture seemed magically to appear between the girl's open thighs.
The girl's buttocks were just a few feet away from where Carl was seated, and he could clearly see the pink valley of moist flesh between the hair-lined slit of her pussy. Damn, but it was beautiful! It was lubricating fluid from her cunt! Carl couldn't believe it, but there was no denying what he could see with his own eyes! The girl's whimpering had changed to moans of real pleasure, and she was rolling her buttocks as if to entice the man to strike her again and again. Carl drank down the watered scotch from the melting ice cubes in his glass as he felt a strange growing sensation in his loins. Damn, it was happening again! Something about the bizarre actions of the girl and man on-stage made his nerves tingle with the same excitement he had felt when Valerie first appeared on stage. It was almost as if he could feel her sensuous hands running up and down his inner thighs, and his cock throbbed in the direction of the stage. He tried to close his mind to the realization of his excitement, but he couldn't turn off the gnawing sensations that seemed to grow with each passing moment. In spite of the terrible shame he felt for having become excited by some Goddamned sadistic, he couldn't help but inch his fingers down toward the growing bulge in his pants. He wriggled so that his chair was directly under his semi-circle single table, nervously watching to see if the Texan or his girl friend next to him was watching. Just a little finger-tip stroke wouldn't hurt anything, and he'd stop if it got out of control. Damn, but it felt good. Although the man on stage was still half turned away from his line of vision, Carl couldn't help noticing the growing bulge in the crotch of his tight black pants, too.
'Oooooh! Uuuuuggggh!' moaned Valerie, and then she raised her red, striped buttocks up for another blow from the man's whip. The man was looking at her with a lusting glazed expression of lewd vulgarity, and he came down hard with the whip, releasing the whole thing so that it flew across the stage, to land on the floor. Carl followed the whip with his eyes, and when he returned her gaze to the man, he felt a new excitement, seeing him loosening his belt holding up his pants. Hot damn! If this scene got any juicier, Carl decided he'd apply for another grant and study these strange people who delighted in hurting one another!
'Hurry, baby! I want it now! Please fuck me, honey!' Valerie shouted out at the man behind her. He pulled his shirt off over his head without loosening the buttons, and then he dug his fingers into the top of his pants. Carl watched in lewd fascination as the man pulled his pants down. He wasn't wearing any undergarments, and as the black material cleared his hips, a rigid column of flesh sprang suddenly straight out from the dark tangle of his exposed pubic hair. His gigantic cock was throbbing red in the bright stage lighting, a thick fleshy staff of lusting flesh that looked big enough to fill two people the size of Valerie Barren! The giant head was throbbing, and Carl could see tiny drops of seminal fluid seeping just inside the dilated slit at the end. The blood filled veins lining the length of the huge column of hardened male flesh seemed to grow with pumping liquid as the man kicked his pants clear of his feet. He stood behind the girl, his naked body appearing white next to the black stockings which covered the girl's legs. He held his throbbing cock in his left hand as he moved closer to the girl's exposed buttocks, and when he moved his hips forward, his lust-hardened cock was but an inch from the soft dividing crevice formed by her ass-cheeks. He stroked his cock for a short moment, standing in such a way that the girl had a hard time looking back at him.
Jesus Christ! Carl thought, giving his own hard cock an extra pet, I can't believe this! This is a hell of a lot better than those damned interviews! This is first hand! God, but I wish I had a camera.
'Fuck her in the ass!'
Carl was shocked by the words spit into the blackness of the nightclub, and in spite of his revulsion, he turned to see who had spoken them. These fucking Texans, though Carl, glancing at the tall man at the table next to him who was pounding his fist on the small semi-circle in front of him. And his girlfriend seemed to agree – that's what truly baffled the doctor. The tourists – the big Texan and the small girl – were holding onto each other as if they were the only people in the whole place, and for an instant, Carl thought the Texan was going to throw his girl friend on the floor and start lashing her with his belt, the way he was going at it! At this point, Carl decided, nothing short of a murder would surprise him!
Quickly, he turned his attention back to the stage, not wanting to miss any of the action – nor did he want to raise the ire of the big-mouth Texan by staring too long. What he saw when he looked at the stage, then, was the girl's naked buttocks spread wide so that her anus was completely visible to the audience. The elastic like ring of flesh seemed to pucker out and in, a brownish pink little hole just waiting to be filled. It didn't seem possible! Carl was stunned at the thought of all of this happening right there on stage just feet away.
The man on stage bent over, his face close to the tiny throbbing mouth, and he let a large drop of spittle fall from his lips to land on the puckered little mouth.
'Yes, oh baby, do it! Fuck me in the ass!' Valerie groaned, her words shocking Carl more than from the Texan, as he'd never heard of a girl actually wanting it there before. Yet, the girl did seem to welcome it, even wanted it, and she was quickly squirming her buttocks backward toward the man as an added emphasis to her wishes.
'Uuuuggghh! Yessssss!' she grunted as the man worked his middle finger into the tight, visibly sucking passage of her rectum. His finger sunk all the way up to his palm as he wormed it into the tight, clinging tunnel, and she screamed from rising pleasure rather that from pain.
Carl felt a tiny pulsing sensation in his cock at the thought of sticking his own finger into the girl's anus. He watched with lewd wonder as the man teased his finger in and out of the rhythmically sucking flesh, and the girl wriggled her naked buttocks back against the palm of his hand making deep moaning sounds of pleasure. At the same time, the man held his erect cock with his other hand, stroking it with the motions of his finger working in her gradually expanding anal passage.
The entire room was completely silent now, except for the clattering of glasses at the bar and for periodic sounds of heavy breathing, and Carl was frozen to his chair as he couldn't take his eyes from the lusting couple performing just a few feet in front of him. The couple at the other table were close to one another, as if they had all the privacy in the world, and Carl kept his eyes away from them out of fear of seeing something that might set off his spurting cum! The action of the man and girl on the stage was bad enough, without more stimulation to drive him crazy!
On stage now, the man pulled his finger from the girl's anus with a quick jerking movement that made a slight sucking noise as it popped clear of the tight passage, and Carl couldn't help noticing that his cock had grown to tremendous size.
The purple head seemed to visibly throb with his excitement, and he cruelly dug his fingers into the flesh of her buttocks cheeks, pulling them wide apart in preparation for the greater entry to come. He shoved his hips forward until the great bulbous head was in contact with the tight, quivering little anus of Valerie Barren. The girl still continued to wriggle her buttocks back as best she could within the limits of her restraining bonds. She was
