—(warning)—

There are explicit scenes of S&M domination and sex, manual manipulation, oral sex, anal sex, and incest.

Chapter 9 – Enduring Darkness

April 8, 2008

Anchorage, Alaska – 8:00 pm

“There’s a group of men outside that want to meet you Lust,” Leon said from behind her, “Some of them are city officials, others politicians, and a few criminals. They all have masks on, so none of them knows who the others are. I am going to let them in now and I hope you enjoy this as much as I will!”

Leon turned and with the soft click clack of the heels of his shoes on the hard cream colored tile, he left…

Charlene began to shake with exhaustion…

She was so tired…

She didn’t want to think about the last 2 days, but every time she closed her eyes it was all that she saw;

-(Blink)-

She was on the airplane again. Leon was walking back to her, grabbing her by the throat, and forcefully tilting her head up as he took off the pretty white dog collar that contrasted against her java colored skin so well. Replacing it, he cinched tight a thick black leather collar with 2 D-rings on the back of her neck.

She smiled confidently, feeling she could handle anything Leon did to her. He could not break her!

Leon pulled her up until she was on her tippy toes as he clipped 2 cables from flush mount D-rings in the ceiling of the airplane to her collar.

Charlene opened her eyes and tried to shake her head at what a fool she had been!

-(Blink)-

She was back in the plane again. Her ankles and calves burned, her knees ached, and her thigh muscles felt like they were cramping up from hours of hanging by her neck!

All she had to do… all she wanted to do… was relax, and let all the pain just slip away…

Charlene’s eyes opened wide in startlement, had she really thought of hanging herself then?

Or, was she thinking of it now?

-(Blink)-

The airplane engines whined loudly as the aircraft sped up quickly. She danced around, trying to keep her toes on the floor as the g-forces pulled her towards the back of the plane. The front tire lifted off the tarmac and the collar tightened around her throat when her feet came off the floor…

She couldn’t breath…

Her dark-taupe complexion darkened…

Her lips turned purple…

Pulsing drummed in her ears as blood was cut off from her brain and her lungs were burning…

Her head felt like it was about to be ripped from her shoulders as her vertebrae popped like fireworks all the way to her tailbone. Darkness encroached on her vision, promising to take all her pain away but, she didn’t want to die… not like this!

Charlene opened her eyes fleeing from the memory, her body shuddering as she gasped in fear! She tightened her thighs and arms, flexing against the restraints, but exhaustion overwhelmed her, leaving her swinging lazily by the steel bar just above her…

Seconds passed by like minutes, and minutes seemed to take hours.

-(Blink)-

She was back in the airplane, suspended in the air much like she was now as Leon’s long hard phallus scraped the walls of her vagina deliciously. It didn’t take too long before she felt warmth bloom inside her belly as he pumped load after load of cum inside her…

The pilot, Mr. C. Evans was suddenly looming over her, a long thick ebony dick in front of her nose just before she opened her mouth and she inhaled it like a fat cigar. He tasted delicious. His girth was so nice to bite into. His cock was so ribbed and veiny, and his head was scraping her throat and the roof of her mouth so delightfully…

She opened her eyes and sighed, unfortunately C. Evans hadn’t cum in her mouth, instead he filled up her pussy! She could still remember the way her body tingled as his spend sprayed her vaginal walls until his and Leon’s cum was dripping from her pussy into the carpet!

Charlene tried to keep her eyes open. She didn’t want to close them. She knew all too well what came next. Looking around the room as much as her restraints would allow, she was desperate for a distraction…

‘When will those men get here?’ She wondered.

Her eyes burned and itched, they were drying out and she wanted so badly to blink her eyes, but she feared what she would see next! It was inevitable though, her eyes watered, tears trickling down her cheeks, and slowly against her will, her eyes closed…

-(Blink)-

Charlene was in the torture chamber, submissively letting Leon pull her to a table that wasn’t a table at all, it was a modified wrack, longer than her body with belts and rope nooses and built in cuffs, all for restraining… her! The table top could be modified to bend at the center 45 degrees, it could be stretched out, the top could even be segmented into 5 pieces, or configured where she was crucified or spread eagle. With a weighted base and center pivot, Leon had elected to extend the table top, pivot it lengthwise, and attach 2 bars with pulleys where rope nooses hung down. bursa escort Jorden secured her hands in the nooses as the rope bit into her skin as she was pulled off the floor.

Leon was monologing about the torture devices as he walked around her, but she didn’t care, she couldn’t consentrate because it was so hard to breathe the way she was hanging, and she was too weak to lift her own weight up where she could breathe easier.

Leon didn’t notice… no… he just didn’t care… as he caressed her ass and thighs. She wasn’t wearing any panties so he easily slid his fingers down the valley of her ass cheeks, and his hands easily pushed her thighs apart so he could play with her pussy. Even Jordan joined in, standing in front of her as he ran his hands up the backs of her thighs to her ass, up and over the curve of her bubble butt, catching her skirt and pulling it up to her waist!

-(Whack!)-

Lightning bloomed in her mind as thunder cracked across the room…

-(Whack!)-

Pain exploded across her ass as her cheeks reverberated with the impact of the paddle…

-(Whack!)-

She kicked her legs wildly and arched back as she tried to escape the pain…

-(Whack!)-

Her stomach suddenly hurt, and fear gripped her heart in its ice cold fist…

-(Whack!)-

Her stomach turned and she felt like she was about the puke all over Jorden!

“Stop! Pw’ease Stop!” She shrieked, “Stop Pw… Pw’ease… Master! Pw’ease!”

-(Whack!)-

She felt her stomach lurch…

“Pw’ease! Pw’ease Mash’ter! Pw’ease,” She begged in great body shaking sobs, “I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant… I’m pregnant…”

Charlene opened her eyes! She was crying, her abdomen heaving as she gulped air through the cum filling her mouth and she could still feel the throbbing in her ass and thighs from the spanken the day before. That night she slept with Leon in his bed and he made love to her… so sweetly… so gently… she had thought that maybe he would actually begin treating her less harshly!

Why?

Why was he abusing her so badly?!

That night she dreamed of Jason, but the next morning brought a nightmare about her brother-in-law, Calvin. That one nightmarish memory sparked a flood of others! Of so many other times she kept silent as Calvin fucked her until he came, and it was always when Jason wasn’t around…

This was karma catching up to her, the Goddess Shakti was having a great laugh at her expense! For having Jason’s, little brother’s daughter…

For getting her first diaphragm a few months later…

For always wearing it so that neither Jason nor Calvin could get her pregnant again…

For never telling Jason about Calvin’s raping her…

For allowing Calvin to continue fucking her so he wouldn’t say anything to Jason…

It left her feeling like she deserved being brought to this hell house, to this torture room!

-(Blink)-

It was earlier this afternoon, she was hanging from the winch cable connected to her collar. Cindy was screaming in the background as a motor pulled her completely off the floor…

She kicked her legs, desperately trying to reach the tiles beneath her…

Her neck popped like shotgun blasts in her ears…

Her lugs burned…

Blood surged in her ears…

Her whole face turned purple, veins popping out of her forehead and neck as her lips swelled up until they cracked…

Her eyes turned blood red as their vessels burst…

Her vision pulsed as darkness crept at the edges until her body shuddered violently… she didn’t move again… every muscle went lax and darkness consumed her.

Lightning struck her chest and she gasped in shock and pain!

Opening her eyes, fleeing from the nightmare, she found herself still hanging in mid-air. The men Leon said were coming still hadn’t made an appearance, and she wondered why they hadn’t come yet. She so desperately wished for a distraction from her memories!

She died only hours ago and was just barely revived, however, that hadn’t dissuaded Leon from ordering her to be hung back up again. Nor, had it kept her from letting it happen. Really all she had to do was say 2 little words, “I quit!”, and it would be over!

Aside from Leon and herself, neither had it deterred Jordan and Cindy from torturing her with oils. To them, she was a willing participant and they would do whatever they were told as long as it wouldn’t endanger her life or the embryos.

At least they had a line they wouldn’t cross. The incredible amount of punishment she had endured was not even a deterrent to Leon bringing in Haiden Jarrett to pierce her nose, nipples, and pussy! Or, these 20 men…

‘Why would they want to fuck her now,’ She wondered bitterly, Leon had broken her, physically and emotionally.

Her face was so swollen and it throbbed painfully. Her eyes felt like they were too big to fit in her eye sockets. She looked almost demonic with the whites of her eyes completely red, and her dark chocolate çanakkale escort brown irises made them appear almost pitch black. Her breathing was labored. Her pussy was swollen, and she had an ache that wrapped around her ass and hips before marching up her back making her feel like she was impaled in both her vagina and rectum. It felt like she had spearheads driven deep inside her, their bladed heads slicing up her insides and puncturing her lungs. Below the stabbing sensations of spears, her belly felt so full and bloated it should have been hanging below her, big and round, appearing full term pregnant. Finally, she had an overwhelming desire to puke at any moment!

She was far beyond her limits of endurance… no… she must endure… for Jason… for Heather…

-(Blink)-

Jason and Heather were suddenly in front of her, she was sitting on a quilt in the front yard of the Galdren farm. It was 14 years ago. Jason was 26, she was 22, and Heather was 4. They were living in the barn behind his family’s house. Jason had spent 8 months renovating it after she found out she was pregnant. They had been together for 10 years at this point, the last 6 of which they were married but it still felt fresh and new!

They were all happy!

Except for her terrible secret!

Heather wasn’t Jason’s… she was Calvin’s!

Charlene looked around the yard, her eyes following Jason as he played with Heather. It was just before she gave him an ultimatum; Move away with her, or lose her and Heather forever!

The reality was, Calvin wouldn’t leave her alone, he was insisting that she let him get her pregnant again, and she wasn’t going to do that!

The memory danced in her mind; A brief perfect moment that hadn’t really existed, rather, it was a fabrication idealized from her desire to be Jason’s soul focus. The reality was that Janice, Claire, Chastity, and Hannah had all been there with their children, and Jason had played with all of them equally. Charlene found that she wished she was that young woman again, when she was still innocent and faithful…

Faithful?

Another lie she had convinced herself of, for years! How had she deceived herself so thoroughly; that she was faithful? The reality was she had never been faithful!

The hallucination shattered, and Charlene flexed her jaw as the uncomfortable metal ring gag dug into the roof of her mouth. She could do this… for them… for herself. She had to… or, everything was in vain!

Men began filing into the torture chamber, and she did her best to look at each one them, assessing them, taking note of key features of all… 20!

‘Twenty men!’ Charlene cried inside, ‘Fuck me!’

All of them were naked except for full black leather masks over their heads. There were 6 black men, 5 ruddy men, and 9 white men. None of them were as grossly overweight as Haiden, but 7 of them had beer bellies of various sizes, 8 were of an average build, and 5 looked to be athletically fit. Of them all, only the athletic men seemed to care to groom their bodies, shaving their pubes and chest hair in differing ways that distinguished them, so she did her best to memorize it all.

She tried to see more, like where Leon was hiding! She knew he was somewhere watching, probably getting off on watching her being fucked by strangers, but restricted as she was by the ring gag and bar connected to the main supporting bar, she had very little mobility.

As all the men filed in, they laughed at her! They could all see Haiden’s cum dribbling out of her mouth in long white dollops that splattered on the floor below her. Many of them were rubbing hands together in anticipation. Others already hand their hands on infantile penises, trying to rub life into them while a few didn’t have erection problems. Their dicks stood straight out like flag poles as they ran their hands down her dark java colored skin glistening with sweat…

Charlene’s eyes widened at their touch and tears of blood welled up across her bottom lashes, cascaded over, and sprinkled her cheeks before running down to her chin! Being fucked by multiple men at the Volton had been hot and erotic and fun, but even that, after having over 7 hundred different men cum in her hundreds of times, had lost its charm!

This was none of those things. She hung in the middle of the room tied and bound and helpless…

Above her suspended body, dangling from the ceiling, hung 2 winch cables. The first was connected directly to her collar, and gave her Master the ability to hang her to death anytime at a whim. The second was attached to a D-ring welded in the center of a 32 inch steel pipe, and from that steel spreader bar dangled Charlene.

She was positioned so that she was bent over a nonexistent table with her long jet black hair falling over her face obscuring the swelling around her eyes, cheeks, and mouth. Only her short hawkish nose poked out, with only her columella turning up so that all the men could admire her gold basket septum ring hanging in the dainty didim escort alcove of her philtrum just above her Cupid’s bow. Her mouth was still incredibly beautiful and seductive, despite being swollen and stretched open around a ring gag. Her pink lips looked plump and pouty and edible, as if they were sugar glazed as white cream sperm cascaded over her bottom lip, ran down to her chin, and fell to the floor.

The ring gag straps wrapping around her head didn’t hinder the rest of her hair from falling over her shoulders to drag through Haiden, Jorden, and Leon’s cum pooled beneath her chin. Connected to the back of the ring gag was a bar attached to the main support bar, pulling her head back so that, bent over the way she was, her mouth and throat were a straight line for these men to spray their spend all the way to her stomach!

Hidden partially by her hair, she wore a thick black leather collar around her throat. It buckled just to the side of her esophagus and had 2 large D-rings sewn on the back of the neck where the first winch cable connected. Below the leather collar was a thick gold chain threaded through a 1 inch gold hoop with 3 dangling 2 carat square cut diamonds, making a noose around her neck from which the rest of the chain hung below her body a couple of inches below her sternum before disappearing between her breasts. Reappearing below her cleavage, the chain lightly caressed her belly where a small 8 weeks pregnancy bump pushed out her abdomen. Following the curve of her belly, it reached her pubic mound and threaded through a 3 quarters inch hoop that pierced her shaven smooth taupe-brown skin just above the slit of her cameltoe. The chain then disappeared between her pussylips. Between her labia majora, the gold chain threaded through another hoop that pierced her labia minora between her urethra and vagina after which 3 more 2 carat teardrop cut diamonds dangled from the chain just below her vagina before finally ending at a final half inch hoop anchored to her perineum.

Just above her ass, to each side of the central D-ring on the steel spreader bar connected to the winch, was another set of D-rings 10 inches off center from which hung 2, 15 inch long, cables clipped to rings sewn into the leather harness strapped tightly around her lusciously wide hips, muscular thick thighs, and fat round ass. With the majority of her weight being held in the air by the hip harness, and the bar connecting to the ring gag that pulled back her head, her belly sagged below in a wide U-shape while her chest was pushed out because her shoulders were being pulled back since her arms were shackled at the wrists to the last 2 rings at each end of the steel spreader bar.

Her massively fat breasts swung pendulously below her thrust out chest like 2 soft brown, overly ripe fruit hanging from a vine. Her matching areolas were constricted tight making her slightly rosier nipples long and thick as blood dripped from where new gold studs pierced them. Between each stud swung another thick gold chain connecting her right nipple to her left, not letting one breast swing too far without pulling the other to swing with it. In the center of the gold chain dangled the last three 2 carat diamonds representing Randal, Donald, and Leon’s ownership…

Below her hip harness, she was pulled to the full extension of her legs which were shackled at her ankles to the ends of another 3 foot long bar clipped to an anchor in the floor.

The effect was highly sensual, and erotic, and humbling…

Two of the athletic men stepped forward, 1 was black the other white. Closing her eyes, she focused her mind on the carnal feeling of the long ebony cock slipping through the ring gag as a large bulbous head slid across her tongue and the roof of her mouth before heading down her throat…

Black hands yanked her hair, pulling her mouth forward until she had consumed the entire cock…

She inhaled through her nose the man’s musky scent…

He was clean shaven and her nose was buried in his soft black skin covering his pelvic bone…

When the man fucking her mouth heard her choking, he withdrew, released her hair, and let his hands caressed her shoulders they ran down and around her arms, over her shoulder blade, down her back…

Another set of hands grabbed her waist! It must have been the white man. His hands slid down her lower back to her ass as he caressed each cheek…

He took only a few seconds and caressed her ass before he impatiently fingered her pussy…

She heard the wet sound of cum splattering on the floor. Having fallen from where it had collected in her cameltoe…

The man behind her ran his fingers up her vulva to her vagina…

Playing with her gold chain and hoops, fingering the teardrop diamonds then ran his pinky down to her urethra before pressing against it hard. She tried to scream in pain, but her mouth was full as he forced himself inside her urethra up to his first knuckle!

Her body began to quake as he tried to push further and she began choking as the black man started blasting cum in her mouth and down her esophagus!

The man behind her wasn’t satisfied as Charlene screamed, her eyes rolling back into her skull, nearly fainting as he drove his pinky finger up her urethra all the way to his last knuckle!