Part 14
Amanda
Her legs spread wider and her hips started to grind as soft moans escaped from her red lips. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to be gently carried away to bliss. It was as if the opaque blackness she saw when shutting her eyes was filled by vibrate colours as pleasure grabbed her every thought. She could have exploded right then and there but she stopped herself, sweating as she tried not to cum so the sensation could last just a little longer. Then she burst, drawing in deep breaths of air while her back arched and an incredible fire burned inside her.
Amanda lay still on the silk sheets of her bed. Her chest and breasts heaved up and down as she slowly regained her breath after cumming as hard as she had just done. She grabbed the covers and pulled herself up so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed and looked at the pitiful state that her pet was in. Her tongue, which Amanda had used to pleasure herself, was still stuck out as the girl panted for air. It was only after her mistress had cummed was she allowed to acknowledge the pleading suffocation of her lungs. Little whimpers came with each pant as the cunt sobbed quietly by Amanda's feet. It was difficult to know if she was crying or not, Amanda hoped she was crying. The black leather hood that covered her face hid away any tears with only the girl's soft but paling lips visible through a single gap. That hole could be zipped shut if wanted to completely isolate her alone in darkness.
The featureless hood made her pet look even more like a punching bag. No nose cutely snivelling as she endured pain. No eyebrows fixed in a permanent sad frown. No ears turning bright red as Amanda made her scream at the top of her lungs. And no pretty blue eyes to beg for mercy which they both knew wasn't going to be shown.
The only thing other than the cunt's mouth that could be seen was a messy tussle of unkempt light brown hair that spouted out from the back of the hood. Amanda grabbed a handful of her pet's hair and heard an adorable little whine. She yanked hard and was treated to another, this time much more panicked. Her wrist twirled around to wrap the brown locks into her grip, her movements deliberately cumbersome to cause the maximum amount of discomfort. Whilst doing so, she noticed a silver streak of grey hairs mixed with the caramel. She smiled and laughed a little at the thought of the girl turning grey at just 20, suppose getting raped, tortured, fed the bare minimum and being hardly allowed to sleep at that effect on someone. Her other hand reached for the metal chain that was normally used as her pet's dog leash which she held in an equally firm grip before she slammed it down, aiming at the poor girl's succulent ass.
The metal links struck against soft bruised flesh with agonising results. The girl kneeling on all fours in front of her cried out, her body arched back as her spine conducted the pain like a power cable. Shaking, the girl curled up her toes and balled her hands as she braced herself for more punishment. The hood kept her blind making it impossible for her to know when and where the strike would come. Amanda toyed with her pet's fear. She waited until her toes uncurled and her breathing returned to normal before thrashing the thin metal chain down once again.
The girl covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from screaming. A loud cry escaped from the black hood as she desperately tried not to scream. Another little laugh trickled Amanda's chest as she remembered telling the girl she would feed her a nice bowl of dog food if she didn't scream today. A full bowl of the nicer dry stuff rather than the rotten wet stuff she was normally fed. They wouldn't even add any extra ingredients to make the meal nasty like cow rectums or shaved off pubic hair. If her bitch behaved like a good girl and didn't scream, she would be given a nice bowl of plain old dry dog food. It couldn't be easy watching the family of redheads being fed daily while she starved. Nor could having to be the one who fed them as well as cooked for her tormentors. On more than one occasion, Amanda had seen the girl salivating like a dog whilst she served them at the dinner table. To her, it was highly amusing.
She swung the dog leash again to test her obedient dog's self control. A louder cry this time followed by a primal groan. Amanda continued with the senseless onslaught as that luscious flickering fire burned inside her once again. She could have cummed right there and there from needlessly beating the poor girl who cried out louder and louder but never screamed. It didn't matter, Amanda could almost guarantee that her pet would be screaming by the end of the day.
She whipped her again and the girl lost her discipline twisting around to protect her burning back. With her hair still firmly in Amanda's grasp, the girl's effort to protect herself looked almost like she was presenting her tits to Amanda for her enjoyment. She obliged at the gesture and slammed the leash down at her pet's begging breasts. She twisted back into her original position after the attack landed perfectly on target. Her hand reached for her breasts as excruciating pain flowed throughout her body. Amanda watched as her mouth even shaped itself to scream. Nothing came out but a silent expression of pure anguish.
She put the leash down and then let go of the soft brown hair knotted around her fingers. The girl dropped to the floor without Amanda's help holding her up. Not wanting to let her pet rest for too long, Amanda brushed back her blonde hair that had gone wild in the savagery and was now covering her face. She then did the same to her toy brushing her hair aside so she could untie the knots which secured the leather hood around her head. She pulled it to reveal the flustered crying slave inside.
Hooking her finger into the girl's nose ring, she lifted the girl up so that she could look into her pink stinging eyes. The beautiful expression of pain hadn't left Tash's face and her lips quivered as she weeped. Amanda lifted her up further to her knees where another cry was ripped from Tash's throat. The weights attached to her nipple rings swung gently but agonisingly from side to side. They continued swinging as she breathed providing a seemingly never ending source of torture. The weights attached to the rings pierced through her pussylips also hurt like hell but were thankfully rested on the floor as she knelt. Their purpose was to torment as they were dragged along the ground whilst she crawled.
Amanda took hold of Tash's nipple weights, gently cupping them in her hand. She watched Tash look down at her hand as she slowly raised her arm up, taking the weights with her. Tash looked up her when her arm stopped rising, fresh tears watering up her eyes as she prepared herself for what was going to happen next.
"Please don't..."
Amanda didn't give Tash the time to finish her thought as she suddenly let go and allowed the weights to fall. She watched Tash howl anguish as she did everything but scream. Her hands quickly went to the weights and lifted them to stop them swinging and hanging as they threatened to tear off. Amanda struck her with a hard slap, how dare she touch her weights and attempt to cease her trauma. Amanda got Tash to kneel in front of her again and then waved her hand quickly across her Tash's stomach, just beneath her tits. Her hand caught each and every single iron weight and they jingled like wind charms.
"It hurts so much! Please stop!"
She didn't stop. Instead Amanda waved her hand across again and again making the weights swing faster each time. Her smile grew wider with each brutal nudge of her arm as she savoured every moment of Tash's suffering. Small tinkles of blood even started dripping out from her nipples like red mother's milk.
"Beg!"
Like the well trained puppy she was, Tash instantly got into begging position. She shifted her legs till she was squatting down and then curled her hands as if they were paws. Tash held her paws level with her tortured breasts and presented out her tender abused cunt, offering it to Amanda for use. She then struck out her tongue, panting and whimpering once more.
Amanda flicked the weights once again hurting the puppy. Tears fell freely and one of her eyes was closed as she winced in pain. Flicking the weights again, Tash was encouraged to beg and degrade herself even further. Amanda could understand why so many of the guys liked fucking Tash's mouth while she begged like this, right now she looked like the cutest thing begging as the dog she was and winking for more pain.
"Lick me again."
Amanda had to stop herself from a second there as she almost begged herself for Tash to crawl up between her legs and provide her with the pleasure that she once again desperately needed. To her credit, Tash quickly scrambled to her place knowing better than to keep her mistress waiting.
For the third time that day, Amanda felt Tash's skilled tongue work on her skin. She did so the way Amanda had trained her to similar to a dog performing a trick. Her wet tongue started by worshipping Amanda's burning thighs, kissing softly and allowing lust to take over the sadistic ravishing blonde.
She then kissed Amanda's toned stomach before moving slowly down with loving kisses to the woman that she hatred. Her tongue teasingly passing over the clit just lightly dabbing it at first before giving a satisfying lick.
Amanda moaned to the pleasure Tash was gifting to her. The metal barbells that lined her tongue were never cold, always heated up by Tash's hot breath and felt like such divine bliss each time touched her clit. She was in heaven when Tash slid down with the tip of her tongue parting the opening of her soul. That feeling intensified when she came up again and slurped up her clit when she got to the tip. She licked up and down as Amanda took hold of her hair and controlled the speed at which she wanted to be pleasured. She took her time, dragging out the amount of time Tash was required to serve her.
She held Tash's head down and pushed her cunt into her face. Looking down, she saw Tash choking on tears as her tongue continued to please. Amanda used her foot to play with those vicious weights to make sure that her masturbation tool was as miserable as possible. Tash produced cute little whines as she moaned quietly in pain while Amanda moaned loudly in ecstasy.
She was inside of her now, Amanda felt Tash licking faster pass the threshold of her wet wanting cunt. The slave lapped hungrily away slurping up her mistress' sweet juices. Her hips started grinding again as she got close.
With her fingertips, she lightly traced the thin alluring beckoning scars that lined Tash's back. The memories of their infliction enhanced Amanda's experience whilst causing Tash to whimper as the scarring was as much mental as it had been physical. Using both her index and middle finger, Amanda traced over the biggest of the six. She had caused that one personally with a length of plastic coated telephone wire. She remembered Tash screaming like an angel when that particular lash had landed and lost all sense of self control. She squirted as she came, cumming all over Tash's face.
The both of them rested for a while becoming short of breath yet again. Amanda was the first to gather herself and she looked down from her bed to find Tash curled up into a ball. Her face was virtually emotionless as she cried. Amanda got up off the bed and went to the shower to washed. Tash had impressed her by not screaming so far but there was still time. After all, it was only morning.
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