Tolerance (Heart of Stone) (39 page)

 
I swallowed the
scream back, refusing to let it out ‘
yes
sir, yes sir, three bags…’
I bit my lip as another crack erupted over my
back. Fuck it hurt, it seemed worse this time, whether he was getting harsher
or whether it was because my skin was already so sore.

Another one hit and a forbidden whimper crept up my
throat, I desperately tried to hold it back and I coughed to disguise it ‘
one for the master…” FUCK!!!!!!!
This
particular harsh lash managed to get a groan from me

“YES AVA, FEEL IT!” he shouted as he flayed me again.
I would not cry, I would not cry…one for the
Dame, one for THE LITTLE BOY….FUCK!!!!
Another cry broke free “GOOD GIRL”
he cried as I felt his penis settled between my legs and I silently thanked god
for the short whipping I had received today.

He thrust into me roughly as my legs gave way and I hung
limply from the chain. Both of his hands settled around my neck and I prayed,
as I always did, that this time he would tighten them enough to end this
torture and set me free from him…from this nightmare.

This was the easy part
Mary, Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow…
The nausea
was rising with each of his grunts and moans “OH Ava, you’re so fucking tight”
he groaned as he sped up and I bit into my lip so harshly that I could taste
blood again. My head sagged and I closed my eyes ‘
with silver bells and cockle shells, and pretty maids all in a row’.
 
I sighed in relief as I felt him swell inside
me and his final grunt left his lips as he filled me with his filth, his rotting
seed.

He pulled out and came around the front of me “I have a
nice little surprise for you later sweetheart” he chuckled and stroked my cheek
with his palm. He walked out, leaving me hung as he always did, his filthy
dirty spunk dripping down the inside of my thigh and I knew I would be left
here for a few hours before he brought me a sandwich and a new bottle of water
and then another round of ‘fun’ would begin.

I opened my eyes as I heard a noise, I was still hung
from the hook and it was darker now so I mentally added another day to my
internal calendar. My eyes widened and I gasped when I saw what my surprise
was.

Greg was tied to a chair in front of me, his head hung
low in his
unconsciousness ,
well I hoped he was
unconscious and not dead. “I’ve brought you some company Ava, what do you say?”
he asked brightly and I stared at him in disbelief “What have you done?” I
asked stupidly. The whip cracked against my bare buttocks and I jolted “Sorry
Sir” I said quickly “DON’T YOU DARE SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!” he roared and
I flinched as another thrash cut through the skin on my backside.
Do not scream, do not scream.