Tulia and Amanda

By Tulia and Powerone

Copyright 2008

Chapter 3

First Inspection

Tulia was almost proud of herself, sucking Michael’s cock until he came, swallowing it all, not daring to spill his precious seed. She was allowed to go back to the dark room that was her new home, relieved, at least for now, that she wouldn’t be punished. She wasn’t sure if it was because Michael forgot it or just decided to postpone the punishment for later, his lust satisfied. It made her feel uneasy.

Back in her room she took off her clothes and got under the warm covers, her hands running over her body, feeling pain where the whip had touched her so intimately. She was ashamed that Michael had forced her to cum while being whipped. It was only a few minutes before she began to masturbate, cumming again as she remembered the first day of her captivity. She fell into an exhausted sleep.

* * *

“Get up,” the door opening to let in the bright light, Amanda yelling at her.

Tulia’s mind failed to comprehend, confused as to where she was and who was yelling at her. Then it came back to her. It wasn’t a dream. She was really captured. Captured as a sex slave. Tulia followed Amanda down the hallway to the bathroom, Amanda watching her as she took a hot bath, Tulia noticing the red welts from the crop on her body as she bathed, hissing quietly as the water first touched her skin. It stung; a reminder of what she had become and of the consequences of disobeying Michael.

“Where are we going?” Tulia was dressed in shorts and a pullover that clung to her body, Amanda not giving her a bra to wear. She was only afforded a pair of white panties.

“Michael wants to see you. He didn’t have time to fully inspect you.” Amanda opened the door to Michael’s room.

The word inspection made her body shiver in fear, knowing that it was her body that would be inspected. And it got worse when she entered the room. In the center stood a leather chair. The most prominent feature of it was the shiny metal stirrups that looked as though they would go to the ceiling. Next to it a shiny metal tray, a white towel covering the mysterious items beneath it. She could only tremble at the thought of what lay underneath it. She had a gynecological exam before, but that was different, her doctor a woman. This would be Michael that would probe her body, doing it more for his own entertainment than for any other reason, except for humiliating her. Tulia was afraid of how she would react. After all, Michael had made her cum while whipping her.

“Sit in the chair, Tulia. I will be with you in a moment.” Michael didn’t even look up as she entered.

His voice scared her. Tulia looked at Amanda, her eyes pleading with her, but the only response she got back was one of helplessness, Amanda in the same boat as Tulia. The leather was cold on her naked legs as she sat back, her thighs clenched tightly together. She waited for long minutes; Michael’s back to her as he finished what he was doing. She looked at him as he turned around, his eyes staring at her.

“I hope you slept well last night, Tulia. You should have after cumming so hard.” The smile crept across his face as Tulia’s face turned red in shame.

Did he mean cumming in his study or her orgasm as she masturbated back in her room? It dawned on her that he might have been watching her. She was now his property to do with as he pleased, always under his control. She dropped her eyes unable to stand his look any longer.

Michael stood in front of Tulia, towering over her petite body. The skirt rode up her legs, a wide expanse of naked flesh revealed, Michael’s cock hardening at the thought of getting her naked and intimately exploring her body. He enjoyed the first time he did this to the new girls, Michael making sure that he made it as humiliating as possible. There was a knock at the door, the door opening.

Tulia looked at the door, shocked to see two men come in, both of them about Michael’s age. What did they want?

“Welcome, James. How is your daughter?”

“She’s fine, growing up quickly.” He looked over at Tulia. “They’re just about the same age,” he noticed with interest.

“And your wife, William? I hope you are keeping her satisfied.” William’s wife was young, barely twenty-five. Well-trained and obedient.

“Strict bondage and weekly whippings keep her in shape. She seems to have taken to her new life.” William had gotten his wife from Michael. After he had grown tired of her. Just as he would do with this new one trembling in the chair.

“Have a seat. I’m about to begin. This is Tulia. She just came to me yesterday. Not trained very well but she is learning. A lovely body which you will soon see and responds well.”

Tulia couldn’t believe they were talking about her as if she weren’t there. Even more than that, they were going to watch. It was bad enough with Michael, now two more strange men were going to watch as she was stripped naked, the gleaming stirrups ready to capture her legs and spread her open for Michael’s intimate inspection. She bit her lip as she trembled in shame, not even allowing herself to think what else they would require of her. Three horny men and only two girls. What was even worse, they didn’t seem to pay much attention to Amanda.

Michael stood over her, looking down at her naked breasts pushing out the pullover. “Not large tits but adequate.” Michael’s hands reached down and captured a tit in each hand, his eyes warning her as her hands reached up to stop him, falling limply to her sides in surrender. The firm flesh of her tits felt good in his hands, his powerful hands clenching as she squirmed in the chair. He could feel her nipples begin to swell beneath his touch. She responded well to harsh treatment, an admiral trait for one of his sex slaves. His fingers sought out her nipples, the tips pushing out the pullover. He pinched them until he saw her lips clench in pain, pinching tighter until she moaned. “They take punishment well. I’ll have to try clamps on them later.”

His fingers abused her breasts, first squeezing them until she thought the blood would burst from her nipples; then he pinched the nipples, driving the blood out of them until she thought he had crushed them in a vise. She was glad he released them, the tips throbbing as the blood rushed back into them, ashamed as she glanced down to see how obscenely they were poking out the pullover like sharp points. And he was talking about her again, this time speaking of putting clamps on her nipples. Tulia’s head shot up, gazing at Michael in disbelief. He couldn’t be serious. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped herself in time. Her pussy was still sore from yesterday’s spanking, and the last thing she wanted was to encourage Michael to inflict more pain on her. His fingers were bad enough, she wasn’t sure she could take unyielding metal clamps.

She didn’t have time to think, Michael pulling up her pullover, Tulia’s arms forced up over her head as he stripped it off of her. She looked over at the two men, one stroking his cock beneath his pants unashamedly, their eyes glued to her naked breasts. She looked down, her breasts heaving up and down as she struggled to breathe, her nipples swollen larger than she had ever seen them. They seemed to be beckoning Michael’s fingers to pluck at them again. Her bosom was pink in shame.

Before she could stop herself, her eyes went back to the man stroking his cock. She gazed at him perplexed, somehow proud of herself that she made him so hard. For a moment she even forgot everyone was watching her, her tongue running over her dry lips as if she was eager to suck him off. The man’s laughter brought her back to reality.

“A very nice catch indeed, Michael. Such a horny little creature.” James liked the way she was looking at him as if she couldn’t wait to suck his cock.

Tulia dropped her head again only to be confronted with her own hard nipples that seemed to be getting harder with every minute, even without Michael’s punishing fingers. She couldn’t be enjoying all of this! Like a street whore, ready to please every man that wanted her body! But she already felt the unmistakable stirring between her legs. She looked back at Michael. He was taking his time with her, enjoying her struggles.

“I can take care of it for you.” Amanda went to James pressing her soft hand over his, feeling his cock jerking in his pants. She looked back at Michael, wanting his approval. She wasn’t sure if she was acting to his liking. Michael always found a reason to punish her, whether it was for not taking care of his friends or her bold behavior. She saw him nodding, a smile appearing on her face as she knelt before James.

Even though Amanda had been living for long months on the island with Michael, she was always nervous around him, feeling uneasy and helpless in his presence, and after few minutes aroused. She knew that for now he would be more interested in the new girl than in her. And by the way he wasn’t paying any attention to her, she was afraid he would tease her without letting her cum. Sometimes he would do that for days before giving her the satisfaction she craved.

He didn’t look at her once since she entered the room, even though she dressed extra sexy for him. A plain white dress and matching high heels was all she was wearing. Thin straps and deep cleavage made her big breasts almost fall out of the dress, it was cut low and so short you could almost see her butt, and the sheer material made it plain she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She thought about wearing stockings and panties, but she was too desperate to catch Michael’s attention. Maybe she should have come naked, but she knew Michael wouldn’t appreciate that. After all, he wanted her to help him tame Tulia, to play her friend, at least for now.

Amanda was watching as Michael slowly began to undress Tulia. Even his friends barely paid attention to her as they came in; their eyes fixed on the new girl. Amanda was getting wetter and wetter with every minute, feeling her juices run down her thighs, knowing she wouldn’t be allowed to masturbate, the men’s pleasure came first. Now kneeling before James, running her tongue over her lips, she was glad to have something else to concentrate on other than her own arousal. She would prefer pleasing Michael with her pussy, but she learned not to be picky.

Her hands shot up to unbutton James pants and free his rigid member. It didn’t really help to dampen her arousal, her legs parting on their own. She arched her back giving everyone a great view of her ass and her glistening thighs.

Tulia couldn’t believe her eyes. Amanda was once again acting as if she was enjoying all of this, like the day before, her lips wrapped around James’ cock the moment she freed it of its tight prison. How could she be acting like this? And she was apparently aroused too. But Tulia was also. Tulia bit her lip, unable to comprehend how these men could have such power over her body.

“That’s the way for a good slut to act.” Michael teased Amanda, drawing a moan of excitement from Amanda’s lips with his comment.

James looked down at Amanda as she moaned, driving his cock deep inside her throat at the same time, catching her off guard. Amanda started to choke and gag, unprepared for him taking her throat so quickly.

“Now, Tulia, I know you are enjoying watching the others, but my friends want to see how wet you are. Take off your shorts and show them.” Michael’s voice made Tulia look at him again.

For a moment, Tulia was hoping the men would occupy themselves with Amanda and leave her alone. And now Michael wanted her to strip for him and the others. And he knew she was wet! Even without checking it. She felt her cheeks heating again in shame. But she wasn’t enjoying watching Amanda sucking off one of the men! She was just curious. Tulia never felt so humiliated in her life. And it was just beginning.

Hesitantly she began to unbutton her shorts, Michael’s eyes fixed on hers, the others’ gazing at her sex. Tulia saw it all happening as if in slow motion, hoping for it to be a bad dream she would soon wake up from. Her fingers slid the zipper down, her ass rising from the seat to slip off the shorts. She was already half naked, her nipples poking out proudly, aching from being so hard for so long. Bending down, she slowly pulled down her shorts, closing her eyes, not wanting to see how wet she had become. But she felt it, the wet spot transmitting the coolness of the air directly to her skin and her pussy. She finally kicked off the shorts, sitting back on the ominous chair, breathing heavily, feeling extremely nervous.

“Open your eyes, Tulia,” Michael commanded her, her eyes opening instantly, Tulia seeing her drenched panties. “Look at her,” Michael turned to his friends. “She is so aroused she can hardly breathe.”

“I’m not!” Tulia almost shouted at Michael in protest. She was nervous, not aroused! Maybe only a little aroused.

“Are you saying I’m lying?” Michael’s eyes narrowed, but his friends were laughing openly now.

Tulia realized her mistake, her body becoming rigid at the thought of being punished again. Now in front of the others. She looked at the men. William was laughing so hard he even stopped stroking his cock. Tulia looked back at Michael, a wicked smile appearing on his face. He was provoking her all the time, waiting for her to make a mistake!

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you,” she managed to murmur.

“You’re drenching the seat beneath you and claim you are not aroused.” He was speaking slowly in a low voice, letting every word sink in before he continued. “Take off you your panties now and...”

But before Michael could finish the sentence, James did it for him “... and lick them clean.” He said laughing.

Tulia didn’t hear the comment at first, her heart pounding fast in her chest as she listened to Michael.

“You heard James, take them off and lick them clean,” Michael’s voice boomed at Tulia making her jump.

She thought she didn’t hear right. He couldn’t be serious! It was just too perverse. She looked into Michael’s eyes, the dark, forbidding eyes that controlled her so easily. Her will surrendered, knowing she had no choice. Not only would she be stripping naked, but she would have to taste her own arousal. Tulia looked at James, Amanda eagerly sucking his cock, but it was her that he was looking at, not Amanda. She was just a mouth to keep him hard. And William looked at her in a strange way, as if he were looking at his own daughter stripping naked for him, or wishing she was the girl stripping for him. His hand was absently stroking his cock beneath his pants. She raised her ass up from the chair, her hands gingerly slipping her delicate panties down her legs, trying to keep her thighs together as if she could somehow put off the inevitable. She kicked them aside, her ass hitting the cold, leather seat. And Michael was right, though she loathed to admit it, her ass was sticking to the wet, cold leather. Michael gave her a stern look, Tulia quickly remembering her mistake. She bent over, feeling her breasts hang down as she picked up her panties. She straightened them out, feeling the crotch soaked with her juices. She had never tasted her own arousal before.

“In your mouth, Tulia. Lick them then put them into your mouth.” James hands went to Amanda’s head, guiding her movements. “Don’t make me cum, girl. Just keep me on the edge while I watch Tulia,” he warned her.

Amanda hated that James was more interested in Tulia than in her, especially since sucking his cock made her even hornier. She wished she could reach between her legs and play with her pussy, but Michael wouldn’t allow that. She only hoped with three horny men at least one of them would fuck her. She knew she would cum the minute they entered her. She drew his cock into her mouth slowly, her tongue running up and down the shaft, sucking the head deep into her mouth. She felt it jerk, a familiar taste of his cum filling her mouth with the salty, thick crème, only adding to her lust. She had swallowed so much cum in the months that she was enslaved with Michael that she had learned to relish the taste of it. She began to slowly and leisurely suck his cock, stopping when she felt his body ready to cum, letting his cock sit in her mouth until she felt it pass. Then she would resume, drawing his cock rhythmically in and out.

It wasn’t as bad as she thought, Tulia more shamed to being forced to do this in front of them than the actual taste. It was slightly salty, Tulia even surprised to find her silky panties that soaked. She ran her tongue up and down the panty panel until she was sure that she got it all. She neatly wadded her panties into a ball and slipped them into her mouth until her cheeks bulged out. She felt her mouth fill with saliva, swallowing to keep it from dripping down her chin. Her aroused taste covered her taste buds.

Michael liked his girls bound and gagged, Tulia looking so inviting as her cheeks bulged out like a chipmunk in winter. “We can’t see very much the way you are sitting, Tulia. Spread your legs and show us that wet pussy.” He didn’t have to wait long, Tulia willingly spreading her legs, Michael urging them wider when she stopped until they were pushing against the sides of the chair. Her pussy lips had pulled back, her pink insides glistening with her juices. She felt shame in spite of being exposed like this in front of Michael yesterday. Today there were three of them watching her display her young, naked body to them as if she was willingly doing it. She still remembered the bite of the whip on her pussy, not wanting to undergo the same ordeal again. She would do almost anything to avoid it, but afraid that Michael’s mind was so perverted in his demands.

Michael could still make out the redness where the whip had visited her puffy lips yesterday. She would be tender, Michael liking that. He got up, seeing the look in her eyes as he moved towards her. She had every right to be scared.

She watched him as he sat down in front of her but leaving enough room for the others to see her. He pulled back the towel on the table, the bright lights glaring off the shiny, metal instruments. Some she recognized and feared, the infamous cold metal speculum, this one larger than she had ever seen. She could almost feel it between her legs, opening her up deep inside so all could see her so intimately. But there were other instruments, one looking like scissors with gleaming metal prongs, afraid of where they would be inserted and used to open. And gleaming metal forceps, the tips coated with rubber but would bite terribly into whatever flesh Michael would desire.

“Put your legs in the stirrups.” He waited as she complied, lifting one leg at a time and deftly putting them into the stirrup. He tied the strap around her slim ankle, securing it tightly while she moved her other leg into the other stirrup. He made short work of binding it in place. He pressed a button in the chair, the stirrups roaring to life as the tiny motors in the base began to raise them up. Her legs went up, Tulia forced to slump in the chair as her ass was raised, forced up as her legs went into the air. He pushed another button, this time the stirrups changing direction, going out to the side, spreading her legs like butter.

She hated him when he said it in a soft calm voice. She could feel the motors humming through her body as the stirrups moved up. She could feel her ass rising up, feeling her cheeks parting and the cool air of the room blowing between her parted cheeks. When she thought it couldn’t get any worse, her legs moved to the side, feeling them spreading, her crotch aching as the leather straps kept her ankles pinned tightly to the widening stirrups. She was relieved when he stopped, but William had placed a mirror in front of her, Tulia ashamed when she saw how obscenely she was exposed. Her pussy lips had pulled back so far all you could see was her inner pink pussy. And she was shamed at how the tender, pink skin sparkled from her wetness. Lower down, her dark forbidden hole was opened, her tiny anus pulsating as her cheeks peeled back to stretch the wrinkled hole until it was an open pucker. And then there was the flicker of the bright light, so powerful she could feel the heat of it on her sex. It illuminated her pussy and asshole as if in a powerful searchlight.

Michael rubbed his hands together. “Now we can begin. Relax, Tulia. You’re going to feel strange as I open you up.”

There was nothing she could do but nod her head, her mouth still stuffed with her wet panties. All eyes were on her, not her face, but between her brightly lit thighs, Michael’s hands reaching for the metal instruments on the table.

Tulia choked as she saw the long speculum in Michael’s hands. She suddenly felt cold sweat running down her back, realizing how tense her body became, trembling in spite of the heat coming from the bright lamp illuminating her pussy. Her eyes filled with tears, she wanted to protest but wasn’t able to move, partly because she was bound, partly because she was terrified of the men’s reaction, especially Michael’s. And he was once again taking his time with her. He brought the speculum right in front of her eyes, letting her have a closer look at it. It seemed so huge she couldn’t fathom how it would fit inside her, let alone how it would feel when it opened in her.

Michael smiled, touching Tulia’s face with the cold metal of the ominous device he was holding. She started squealing like a hurt animal, trying to get away from him. The look of utter fear on her face made Michael’s cock hard. This was going to be fun. He collected dripping saliva from her chin with the speculum, teasing her as he slowly ran the device along her neck, then down between her tits. Her eyes fixed on the cold metal as if she could stop it only by staring at it.

Goosebumps appeared everywhere the speculum touched her skin, her nipples turning into hard points as Michael teased her breasts. And they hurt, even though he was being gentle. Her belly was next, trembling under the touch of this strange coldness. Tulia bit down on her panties, knowing where Michael was heading with it. Her eyes went up meeting his, pleading with him to spare her the humiliation, but she saw only his lust. A muffled moan of shame escaped her lips as Michael finally reached her pussy. She arched her back feeling the speculum touched her overheated clit. Another louder moan escaped her lips, this one of a highly aroused female. She rolled her hips making Michael chuckle. He masturbated her for a minute with the speculum before moving it down to the opening of her pussy.

“Now relax. I’m going to put it in and open it really wide. It will hurt. Don’t try to fight it; it will only make it worse.” His voice was gentle, or maybe he was just too excited to keep it stern.

The only thing Tulia could do now was nod her head, her hands clenched in tight fists at her side. She concentrated all her attention on Michael, the awareness of the other men in the room making her nervous. She could hear Amanda sucking James cock and William stroking his own cock shamelessly. Both men moaning from time to time, but she didn’t dare to look at them, concerned only with what Michael was going to do to her.

And then she felt it. The speculum slowly entered her pussy. It felt strange, cold and hard but somehow she craved it too. It started to feel unpleasant all too soon, going painfully deep. Michael didn’t stop pushing it in until he heard her moans of pain. He stopped for a moment and then withdrew the device dragging her insides with it. Even though she was soaking wet, it still felt uncomfortable being probed by the hard and demanding metal. In and out, each time going deeper, Michael slowly fucked her with the speculum.

It felt so strange being filled with the cold metal. Strange and exiting. But after the initial pain it also started to feel good. Tulia couldn’t believe the power Michael had over her body, giving her pain but also bringing her pleasure. She felt so ashamed, even though she couldn’t stop her own hips from rolling as he fucked her pussy. It hurt as it went too deep, but it added to her arousal at the same time.

Michael enjoyed watching Tulia. At first she struggled but then she let herself go. He stopped hearing a moan of disappointment coming from her muffled lips. He started to open the speculum, seeing her breasts rising and falling faster and faster. She was afraid again.

As soon as it started to feel good, it stopped. Tulia felt confused for a moment. Then she remembered Michael was going to open her up. To have a better look? She panicked again. It didn’t hurt yet, but she already felt the unmistakable pressure in her pussy from the spreading hardness. At least it wasn’t cold anymore, the metal heating inside her. But it started to hurt. She moaned hoping Michael would stop when hearing her suffer, but he didn’t.

“You can take more than that. Much more than that.” He added smiling.

For the first time in long minutes, Tulia had a look around, her eyes pleading with the others to help her, but the men’s eyes were fixed on her sex, and Amanda was too busy sucking James and trying to keep her hands away from her pussy to even remember Tulia’s existence.

Now it started to hurt really badly. Tulia began to struggle, trying to get away from this punishing device, but her legs were bound tight to the stirrups. She finally let out a muffled scream through the panties jammed in her mouth. It felt like being fucked for the first time, Tulia afraid Michael would tear her pussy apart. And then he stopped, Tulia’s body trembling in pain and fear as she wasn’t sure what to expect next.

“Give me your hand,” Michael demanded.

At first Tulia wasn’t able to comprehend what he wanted from her, but she slowly outstretched her hand, trembling in fear. His touch was light and gentle, a contradiction to what he had just done to her. She felt him putting her hand on the speculum.

“Hold it. Don’t let it slip out. Do you understand?”

Tulia nodded, feeling Michael’s hand closing around hers, making her clench her fingers on the hard metal of the speculum.

“I want you to show us how much you can enjoy the pain. Use your other hand to masturbate.” He added, grabbing her arm and bringing it to her dripping pussy.

Tulia’s eyes widened in surprise. She shook her head no. Without saying a word Michael let her arm go and hit her inner thigh with the flat of his hand. He raised his arm to hit her again, but her fingers were already on her clit. He leaned back smiling at her quick response, slowly undoing his pants, freeing his cock from the tight prison.

With tear-filled eyes, Tulia started to masturbate or at least started running her fingers along her clit. She was in such pain and felt so humiliated she was sure it wouldn’t work anyway. But she had to at least pretend. Michael wouldn’t be denied. She watched him taking out his cock remembering how it felt in her mouth the day before. Her fingers started to work faster on her clit, the other hand pushing hard on the speculum inside her pussy. She heard her own moans of pleasure and saw Michael smiling with approval. He watched her for a minute, and then reached for another device from the table.

This time he took the gleaming forceps. Tulia closed her eyes in sudden panic. She felt metal touching her face again, this time going up to her nose, Michael pinching it with forceps, cutting off the air.

“Keep playing with yourself and open your eyes.” He warned her as she tried to make an attempt to stop him.

Tulia followed his orders at once, feeling her nose being released. He then used the forceps to drag her panties out of her mouth, letting them fell on her bosom. She was now able to breath normally again.

The forceps went down to her breasts as the speculum before. Michael teased her nipples, running the forceps around each of them without pinching them yet. But Tulia knew it was only a matter of time. She moaned, this time louder. Her fingers were busy masturbating her clit, even her hips were moving up and down, her excitement growing with every minute. The pain in her pussy dulled, and she started panting with arousal.

And then came the pain again, Michael pinching her right nipple with the forceps, dragging it away from her body. She screamed but even the pain wasn’t able to dump her arousal now. The pinching forceps sent shooting pains through her breast.

“She learns quickly,” William laughed.

Her nipple felt as if it was going to explode from the pain. Tulia arched her back trying to accommodate it, but it didn’t help much. She suddenly felt Michael’s other hand going between her legs just below her speculum-filled pussy. He grabbed her ass, caressing it at first. Then his fingers went between her cheeks, sliding up and down her ass crack slick with her juices. Suddenly Tulia felt the pressure on her anus.

“NO! Not there!” she screamed at Michael knowing where his finger was going next. It wasn’t enough that he pinched her nipple and made her masturbate with the speculum spreading her pussy painfully, he also wanted her ass.

“Relax and open for me.” He pushed harder feeling her sphincter giving up to his slick finger, the wide spread of her legs leaving her vulnerable.

Tulia felt another part of her body being entered; a part that wasn’t made for going in, just out, but that did not concern Michael.

“Please...” she panted “please, go slowly.”

Michael smiled at her, teasing her ass with the tip of his finger, letting her accommodate it for a moment. And then he pushed as hard as he could, burying his finger deep in her ass, pinching her nipple hard with the forceps.

Tulia screamed at the top of her lungs, arching her body. He took her completely by the surprise. She fell over the edge so suddenly she didn’t realize at first what was happening to her, her body shaking in orgasm. She gasped for air, seeing stars before her eyes. There was no pain any more, only pleasure, pleasure so intense it almost hurt.

As suddenly as his finger entered her ass, he withdrew it letting her nipple go at the same time. His hands went to hers, taking them away, Tulia deprived of another orgasm. Tulia felt empty as Michael took out the speculum, her body trembling. Although she had just cum she was still on the edge, breathing shallowly.

“Now let us proceed with the inspection.” Michael smiled reaching for another device, the strangely looking scissors.

She looked at it in fear, not understanding what it would do, only knowing by the look of Michael’s hard cock it was going inside her. Painfully inside her by the size of it. Then it hit her, Tulia failing before to understand. There was only one hole that it could be for, the one that he had loosened up with his finger only minutes before. But the gleaming metal device was going to be a lot more painful than his soft fingers. “NOOOOO!” She protested, knowing it would do no good, but she had to voice her repulsion as to what was going to happen to her against her will.

“Yes, Tulia. It is going to open up that lovely asshole. So big that we will be able to peer deep into your bowels.” William’s excited voice boomed in the room. He had never seen a girl take a probing as Michael was planning, the ass speculum larger than anything he had ever seen. It had three prongs, each three and half inches long. Michael had told him before that it could open up her asshole to over two inches. The metal was unyielding, her anal ring forced to open or tear, William not caring one way or another.

“Did I hear the word ‘no’ coming from your lips?” Michael looked at her, disturbed by her shout of protest. “Maybe some hot, spicy oil to grease the speculum will teach you not to defy me.” Michael picked up the slim bottle of hot sauce, pouring it over the end of the speculum, careful not to touch the fiery fluid with his fingers.

It was only getting worse, Tulia bracing herself for the first touch. She knew it would burn, but she was unprepared for it as it touched the tender insides of her asshole. The speculum felt hard and cold as Michael pressed it against her anus. She gripped the arms of the chair tightly, grunting as Michael gave the hard steel a shove, forcing her anal ring to open and accept the cold metal, painfully stretching her open. She felt the cruel device forced into her rectum, her muscles reluctantly trying to force it out naturally, only succeeding in clenching tighter on the unyielding metal. Then she felt it, the fiery sting racing through her bowels. No matter how much she tried to bear the pain, it was too much for her, biting her lip as the pain raced to her brain. It felt like a branding iron searing her from the inside. She couldn’t contain her scream any longer.

Amanda looked up when Tulia screamed; the scream almost inhuman. She saw the speculum sticking out of her asshole, her anus stretched wide around the hard steel. She remembered the speculum well, Michael using it on her, but without the hot sauce. She couldn’t even imagine what it felt like to have your intestines burned by the fiery sauce. And Michael was only beginning.

“Get back to sucking,” James slapping Amanda on the side of her head until her mouth engulfed his cock again. She began to suck, James watching Tulia as he enjoyed Amanda’s talented mouth on his cock.

“That will teach you obedience.” Michael slowly pushed the speculum deeper into her asshole, her anal ring stretching wide, her muscles clenching and unclenching uncontrollably as the hot sauce burned her tender anal passage. Tulia’s face was clenched in pain, her lips tight, not daring to scream again. He twisted and turned the painful device until it was buried three inches inside her. Her asshole gripped the thick blades so protectively, as if she didn’t want it to pull out.

It felt like an iron bar was shoved up her asshole, the metal speculum stretching her intestines, painful cramps shooting into her stomach when her intestines were forced to straighten out to take the unyielding metal. It was much worse than Michael’s cock would be, his hard cock felt soft in her mouth compared to this. And then there was the hot sauce, bathing her soft insides with its fiery touch. She waited, her body trembling, knowing what was next. She could feel Michael’s hand on the speculum, the slightest movement of his hand reaching deep into her bowels. It came slowly and painfully, the ripples inside her as Michael began to open the speculum. It felt terrible, her insides forced to stretch in all directions as the three petals of the speculum opened her up from the inside. The pain got worse as her insides were stretched far wider than ever before, even when Michael fucked her asshole with his finger. She was sure that her anal ring was tearing, feeling the cool air of the room blowing inside her, ashamed at how obscene it must look.

Michael’s cock grew harder as he watched her asshole stretch wider and wider, the tiny hole now gaping wide. He pressed the speculum wider until it was open the full two inches, locking it into place with the tiny metal screw. He released the speculum, Tulia groaning in pain as the heavy speculum moved into her asshole gripped it so tight. He teased her, hitting the speculum until it bounced on its own.

William got up, his cock out, picking up the small flashlight from the table. He shined it inside her asshole, able to see deep inside her. “I think you’ll enjoy that well, Michael”. He wished he could take her in the ass first, Michael always breaking the girls in, but he never failed to let his friends have his cast offs, hoping that Tulia would be one soon. “Fuck yourself with the speculum now, Tulia. Until you cum.”

Tulia couldn’t believe his words. How would she be able to cum with her insides stretched so wide from the inside? And the hot sauce was still burning her bowels. But she saw the look on Michael’s face, knowing that she had to please him if she wanted him to take the ass speculum out. The other speculum slid into her pussy, this time more painfully, her insides already clenched around the one in her asshole, not much more room for the other. She grunted, feeling the two speculums rubbing together on the inside, bearing the pain until the other was shoved deep inside her. He did the unthinkable, opening up the one in her pussy until both of her passages were open to massive proportions, feeling as if her two holes were open to the world. With them both locked inside her, she began to masturbate, hoping that her sensitive clit would respond in spite of the pain. But she was surprised, her clit reacting to the pain, her body tingling with pleasure.

Tulia’s hands were trembling as they went down to her clit. She tried to bow out her knees, the stirrups keeping her legs wide apart, knowing how obscene that looked, but the pain was so bad she didn’t care. It seemed like ages since Michael made her cum, even though it was only minutes ago, her clit still slick with her cum. Tulia bit her lips forgetting to breathe. She moved her fingers along the clit. It felt like electricity shooting through her body. She moaned in surprise. She forgot how sensitive she was after cumming, and besides Michael didn’t allow her to fully enjoy the last orgasm before interrupting her masturbation. Now she could finally finish it, feeling humiliated by the way it was happening. Every time she thought it couldn’t get any worse, Michael was coming up with other more perverse demands.

Her fingers were moving slowly along her clit, her other hand gripping the speculum in her ass. Tulia tried not to move too much, the pain still intense, disturbing the pleasure that was building again in her pussy.

“I heard you can suck cock really good.” Tulia heard William’s voice on her side, turning her head towards him and facing his rigid cock bouncing only inches from her mouth.

William’s cock jerked in pleasure as he felt Tulia’s hot breath blowing on it. She licked her lips unconsciously looking at him with fear. He slid his cock along her lips grabbing her head and pulling her towards him. The sudden movement of her body made her moan as one of the metal devices painfully moved inside her. Tulia’s lips parted as she gasped for air. It was all William needed, pushing his cock into the hot confines of her mouth.

“That does feel good,” he moaned. “Suck me, little one.”

Tulia felt hot tears running down her cheeks. She wished she could disappear, hoping it was a bad dream she would soon wake up from. But it wasn’t. She was too scared to even protest, a quick look in Michael’s direction told her it wouldn’t do any good. All she could do was try to please all the perverse demands of the men. She began to suck William as she had sucked Michael before, feeling his fingers reaching her nipple and pinching it hard. Another wave of pain shot through her body, and she moaned in pain around William’s cock making him moan in pleasure in response.

The pleasure was slowly building in her loins, but the pain was still too overwhelming to enjoy it. Tulia tried to pull her mind away from what was happening to her, but it was impossible. Her body was shaking in pain, but also in expectation. Her ass was burning as if it was on fire, her pussy contracting uncontrollably on the speculum. Her fingers began to move quicker; even her hips came back to life, moving from side to side. The pain dulled a little, and Tulia felt the arousal building inside her, and then the anal speculum being pushed inside her. She wanted to protest but suddenly realized it was her own hand that was doing it to her. She arched her back pushing her tit into William awaiting fingers and was awarded with another hard pinch and a moan of approval.

Tulia’s body was on fire now. She was still in pain but she also felt a powerful orgasm building inside her. It was so embarrassing to be forced to do all those things she was doing. The worst part of it wasn’t the pain, but the fact that deep inside she felt proud to make these men so hard and aroused. As if to prove it, Tulia clenched her lips tight around William’s cock pushing with her tongue on it and sucking as hard as she could.

“Wow!” William almost came in her mouth. It felt as if she was trying to suck his cum directly from his balls even before he came. His cock was trapped in her mouth, her teeth biting slightly on it bringing him to the edge of an orgasm. Tulia was sucking him so eagerly, as if it was all she ever wanted to do. William braced himself trying to enjoy her mouth as long as he could.

Tulia couldn’t control herself anymore. She wanted to please Michael by pleasing William, wishing suddenly it was Michael’s cock she was sucking. And she needed to cum very badly. The pain that was almost unbearable at the beginning was now arousing her more and more. She pushed harder on the speculum in her ass, feeling the pain for the moment before it changed into pleasure. She wrapped her mouth harder around William’s cock and was again awarded with his fingers pinching her nipple.

The arousal was now driving her crazy. It was even worse than pain. No matter how hard she tried, how fast her fingers were sliding over her clit, she couldn’t fall over the edge.

Michael watched Tulia with lust, stroking his own cock. Once again she lost control over her body. Her body was visibly trembling in pleasure, even though she was fucking her ass with the speculum and pinching her clit hard. Her juices were flowing down her crack mixing with drops of blood coming from her abused anus, her ass soaking in a pink puddle. But somehow she wasn’t able to fall over the edge as if she was waiting for something. Her ass was going to be very sensitive when he took her. Michael felt he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Cum now, Tulia,” he ordered her.

Tulia heard Michael’s familiar voice releasing her from the torture. He wanted her to cum! That was all she needed. Her body shook as the first wave of orgasm washed through it. She arched her back and felt William filling her mouth with his hot cum. She came again clenching her muscles around the speculums inside her. And then again and again, forgetting the world around her, her mouth and belly filling with William’s seed.

Her body was still shaking in pleasure as Michael released her, taking out the speculums and undoing the straps around her ankles. Tulia began slowly to realize what she had just done. Her face turning red, but her hips followed the movement of Michael’s hands anyway. Her body didn’t belong to her any more, and there was nothing she could do about it. She began to sob quietly in humiliation. She knew it wasn’t over yet, the angry red head of Michael’s cock pointing into her direction.

“Time to ride my cock.” He smiled at her with lust.

To be continued

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