The Nude Nurse and the Master of the Whip.
Part 55 April 2, 1974 - The Seventh Day, Villa Grimaldi, Rodríguez’s Office
“That’s good for now, I think,
Martinez,” he said, removing the gag. “we’ve done our part in warming her up with some foreplay. Now she should return the favor.”
Barb drooled as she gasped for breath. That was foreplay?! Shit!
“What do you say,
DR. Moore,”
Rodríguez said, taking her head in both his hands and guiding her mouth toward his swollen prick. “How about you give
Martinez and I a double-header?”
Geeze, she thought, the bastard wants a blow job. Good luck, buddy. “I’m here to fuck you, alright? I don’t do blow jobs,” Barb said through gritted teeth. “They are disgusting and beneath me!”
“Oh they are?” said the Colonel. “
Subteniente, Senorita Moore no da mamadas. Por favor, utilizar la caña Malaca.” They both laughed.
Moore wished, not for the first time, that she knew some Spanish. She had told Windar when she was considered for the job that she was fluent in the language. In truth, she’d never gotten beyond
si and
no. She meant to learn while here, but other things (like assembling her new wardrobe) were always more important. Anyway, someone in her position shouldn’t have to bother. She could hire people to translate. Too bad if Windar hadn’t included that cost in the budget!
But now she was worried. What had the Colonel and aide said? Out of her sight,
Martinez walked to the cabinet, hung up the whip and grabbed a Malacca cane about as thick as his index finger and came back to stand behind her.
Barb was resolutely keeping her mouth tight shut while the Colonel rubbed his cock head against her face. Then, suddenly, she heard a whoosh, and the thick cane landed on the center of her right asscheek. The heavy blow not only burned the skin, but broke open new cuts and inflicted a deep bruise. The pain was far worse than any of the previous.
“OOOWWWWWHHHHH!!!!” For the first time, ungagged, Barb let out a deafening cry.
“I’m sorry, Miss Moore. I misjudged you. Obviously, we didn’t give you enough foreplay. I wouldn’t want you to do something you were disgusted by. You must be aroused first; I understand. My aide will continue to warm you up until you ask to give head.”
“No, pleas…AAWWWWGGGG!!!!”
Martinez laid a cruel stroke on her left cheek. The pain was unbelievable! The belt and whip had been bad, but this was so much deeper and more intense!
The Colonel folded his arms, leaned back against the desk with his prick standing straight up with arousal and smiled. Watching Moore scream and thrash and suffer such pain was at least as pleasurable as the blow job itself would be.
Barbara was panting, trying to absorb the pain. Then the aide delivered a third blow, as hard as the first two, straight across both cheeks. The deep welts were already purple. He too was at full arousal. He was relishing torturing this
Americano perra who had wanted to get him in trouble.
“OWWWHHH!!! Too much, please stop.”
Another blow fell; another scream. “What do you want to do, Miss Moore? Ask me to let you do something.” The Colonel reached under Barbara and began stroking her breast. Nice, he thought, medium size, firm for a woman of her age, vulnerable!
Whack! “IIIIGGGHHH!!! I’ll give you head. I’ll give you head!” The pain was just too much to resist.
“I want to be sure it’s what you want. I wouldn’t want you to think of biting. Because if you did, you would never leave this prison alive!” He explored her other breast. Yes, this
perra had almost perfect tits! He nodded to the aide. Whack!! She screamed again. “Beg me for the opportunity.”
“Oh God, please! Please, I’m begging you! Please let me give you head!”
“Well, since you ask so nicely...
Subteniente, you go first in her
coño. Then I will join you from this end.”
Rodríguez believed Barbara was broken, but he’d have insurance. He knew that once his aide had that over-sized cock of his in her cunt, the
perra would be too distracted to think of biting.
The aide put down the cane and came up behind the pinioned woman and grabbed her hips. Barb tried to relax. At least the horrible attack on her ass was over. Now they would just fuck her. She had handled men many times. And, though she hating giving head, it wouldn’t hurt like that demonic cane! Then she felt the
Subteniente’s cockhead against her pussy and again she went into panic mode. It was so BIG! It felt almost as if it was his fist, he was pushing at her.
“Shit! It can’t. It’s too big!” she cried. He grunted and pushed harder. Her pussy lips spread and the head lodged against the inner lips.
Barb panted hard as she tried to relax and accommodate the massive member.
Martinez wiggled his hips around to help work the head into her pussy. He had much experience getting his mammoth cock into reluctant cunts. Getting a tight hold on Barb’s luscious hips, he drove the head to just short of entry. Oh my God, she thought. He is SO big!
Again and again, he shoved with little progress. But he could feel her pussy getting wet (from arousal or self-protection he didn’t know or care), and gave a stronger shove which lodged the head just into her warm entry.
“Oh! Oh, God, its too big!” she cried. But the cunt is a remarkably elastic container and even as it felt like tearing from the intrusion, the lips relaxed a little and
Martinez shoved an inch into Barbara.
“AUGH! It’s too much!”
But with a beachhead secured, the aide was able to keep driving forward a little at a time, accompanied by a whining trill from the skewered girl. Barb was panting and sweating and her mouth was wide open with cries as she attempted to accommodate the monster.
Rodríguez saw his opportunity and firmly implanted his cock into her open mouth. Barb could only gulp and close her lips tightly around the invader, drawing a satisfied grunt from the Colonel.
With no other option, Barbara began to lick and suck on the cock if only to get it over with. The massive invasion of her vagina, made the penis in her mouth of secondary concern. A thought of biting did cross her mind, but the experience of how much pain the Colonel gave a guest discouraged her from asking to be a prisoner.
The
Subteniente now had buried his tool to the full depth of her cunt. Despite the pain, the sensuous stretching of her vagina was arousing Barb’s body. As he pulled back, her juices began to flow and provide lubrication for the monster shaft. Slowly he drove back in and Barb’s groan around the Colonel’s prick gave him added pleasure. Soon both men where moving in and out, fucking her cunt and mouth. Barb was just trying to hold on as her pussy was stretched to its limit and her mouth was filled with a throbbing male tool. Her legs tied and her arms bound above her, prevented the young woman from controlling any of the motion. She was just a passive receptacle for their passion.
The room was now silent except for the grunting of the men and the woman as they drove their tools into Miss Moore.
Rodríguez was pumping fast now, feeling his cock near climax. He reached around her sides and mauled the hanging tits.
Barbara’s soft mouth and active tongue pushed him to the edge. He tried slowing, but when he looked at her pretty face her mouth stretched around his cock and tears running down her cheeks, he was lost.
He thrust as fast and deep as he could in her mouth, the heat hitting the back and forcing her to gag. The feel of her throat spasming around the head was all he could take and he shot his load at the back of her mouth and her throat. He kept pumping as load after load spurted into the
perra’s mouth. At last, he was done and then withdrew from her coughing, choking, retching mouth. She ended up swallowing about half and spitting the rest out.
The young aide had more staying power, despite the tight warm friction of Moore’s overstretched pussy. But, not long after the Colonel, he too was beyond waiting. Driving his massive cock at a pace that tortured her inner walls, he reached his climax. His capacity was as exceptional as was his size as he pumped load after load of warm spunk into her. Finally, his cock began to soften and shrink and he pulled out.
The two men enjoyed the sight of the sweat-covered girl in her tight bondage, flushed, panting and moaning with the after-effects of the duel assault.
The Colonel walked to his desk and picked up the phone. After a moment, “Yes,
Capitán, send her over now, as we discussed.”
“Colonel?” A small, meek voice.
Rodríguez turned to the bound girl.
“May I go now, please, Colonel?” asked Moore, submissively.
“Just a moment, my dear. You did such a nice job, I want to reward you,” said the Colonel. “
Subteniente, La venda y la mordaza de bola ”
The aide reattached the ball gag and then tied a blindfold around her head.
The Seventh Day, 12:30 PM, Wing D, Interrogation Room 3 Observation Room.
The officers and Hawkins were enjoying the delicious catered meal when the phone rang. Trueno answered. “
Si, si, she’s on the way.” He buzzed the guard and told him it was time to go. They took Eulalia down, cuffed and blindfolded her and took her from the room. Walking along, they gave her strict instructions on what she was to do. The one guard pressed his fist lightly against her belly, “
Regla del silencio,” he reminded her. Soon they stopped and knocked on a door.
“¡Entra!” They stepped in.
April 2, 1974 - The Seventh Day, Villa Grimaldi, Rodríguez’s Office
The guards chucked at the sight, but of course, Eulalia and Barb, blindfolded, missed out on the humor. They guided Eul over and had her kneel right behind Barb, her face just inches from the dripping pussy. In a moment, Eul recognized the odor of semen. She’d had so much forced in her mouth recently, even before dinner last night, that the smell was immediate and revolting. She felt her stomach roll in protest. She also picked up vaginal secretion like yesterday with Gabby. My God, they would make her act the lesbian again. That too, was disgusting. A freshly fuck cunt. That was par for the course here! She also knew what was coming next.
“Prisoner, you have proven very adept at your lesbian wiles. I want you to bring this girl to
orgasmo. You have fifteen minutes. After that the cane will be used on your rear until she does cum.”
Giving a tiny sob of shame, Eulalia leaned forward while sticking out her tongue.
God! Barb thought, this girl is really good! She felt an engorgement in her loins, a warm sensation of filling and excitement. Rarely had anyone made her feel this good before! She was constantly arching and spreading her hips now as far as possible, rubbing her hot slit against Eul’s mouth. Her nipples, already tumescent, swelled hard and pointed as the men pinched and stretched them,
Could compete?
