Ginger woke up; she was on her stomach on some kind of leather horse, her wrists and ankles were tied to the legs of it. There was nothing in her mouth, but there was something in her pussy, that was vibrating very slowly. There was also something pushed into her ass, very small and not uncomfortable, but when she tried to push on it nothing happened, she was unable to dislodge it even a little bit.

 

Also, she was blindfolded.

Turning her head back and forth, she tried to listen for where Scotty was... and heard nothing.

"Scotty?"

 

Her voice sounded weak, hoarse, and she realized that she was starving, "Scotty, are you there? Please Scotty... I'm hungry...I'm thirsty...I need to go to the bathroom..."

 

No answer.

 

A sob rose in her throat, and she whimpered, unable to do anything to help herself.

"Now now," the soft voice practically next to her ear made her jerk in surprise, "no crying, Ginger... you can eat and drink and go to the bathroom...but you have to do something for me first."

She tried not to whimper like a lost bumblbee as she turned her head towards his voice. "What?"

"I want you to give me a blowjob. Willingly, of your own accord."

 

Even though she'd enjoyed herself earlier, she still didn't want to be cooperative when he'd kidnapped her for his own sexual perversions. No matter how much she'd liked them so far. Giving him a blow job-that was just humiliating.

"You're going to give me one either way," he said, amused. "But you can cooperate or not. And you'll get better food and more time to yourself the more you cooperate."

"No," said Ginger. It was a weak protest and if he'd just pushed a little more she'd have given in. She just wanted that last bit of resistance to feel better about her capitulation, but he didn't give her another chance. Instead she felt something metal and hard being pushed between her lips and teeth, and although she tried to fight him it was completely useless. She groaned as her jaw seemed to be stretched ridiculously wide, it ached already.

 

Then something was pushing into her mouth and he realized that he'd put an O-ring gag in her mouth and his dick was now pushing in. No wonder her jaw was opened so wide, she remembered how large he'd looked. And now she had to accommodate both him and the gag.

 

She wished with all her heart that she'd cooperated. Especially since she was very talented at giving head, she'd probably have been able to get him off much quicker than he would this way.

Scotty pulled off the blindfold so that he could watch her as his dick pushed into her mouth, her eyes widening in slight panic as he began to press into her throat. But she had no choice except to adjust to his invasion, her hands pulling at the ropes around her wrists, because she wanted to push him away from her mouth. Slowly she adjusted, her throat opening and relaxing for him, and he moaned as he felt the snug fit around his head as he rested his groin against her spread lips.

Ginger whimpered like a whipped kitten, sending vibrations straight up his dick and into his balls; Scotty began to pull out, allowing her to breath before thrusting back in. Picking up a whip that he had on the side, he hit first her right breast, then her left, and then her ass, the long strands of the whip splaying down across her sensitive pussy lips. More noises that were muffled by his dick, the vibrations feeling absolutely wonderful as he started up a rhythm of whipping that encompassed most of her body. She shuddered and whimpered but could do nothing but accept everything he was giving her, the pink marks on her pale flesh and the dick that was continuously pushing into her throat.

Her body was covered in whip marks as by the time he began to feel the cum boiling inside him. Dropping the whip he leaned forward and grabbed each of her boobs, on either side of the horse, squeezing them tightly and making her scream as the abused flesh was crushed in his hands. Tit flesh spilled out around his fingers as he pumped back and forth, completely ignoring her struggles except for the pleasure that it gave him. Ginger began to feel faint from the pain and the lack of air, but she was also aware that her pussy was pulsing, wanting relief... the low buzzing vibrator was nothing more than a sensuous tease. Her hips pushed against the horse, looking for a place to rub her clit, even as her breasts radiated pain.