The Dark Library by JJ Argus Page B

heat
rolled through her body.
    “Beg, slut,” he insisted.
    “F-fuck off!' she panted dazedly.
    He snorted, then drew himself up and back,
sitting on his heels. He gripped her body and yanked her around as
though she were weightless, dragging her up across his knees, belly
down, and then slapped her bottom sharply.
    “Such impertinence cannot be accepted,” he
said. “You must needs apologize, you common scruff you.”
    Crack!
    “Oww!”
    Crack!
    “Oww! S-stop it!”
    Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
    Hannah squirmed and yelped and twisted and
moaned to no avail as her bottom was stung again and again,
beginning to rapidly heat and redden.
    Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
    “Oww! Bastard! Stop it!”
    Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
    His hand paused, plunging between her thighs,
squeezing and caressing her pussy. Then he leaned forward, still
holding her on her belly across his thighs, and opened the night
table. Hannah could not see what he did, only hear, and then she
felt his hand forcing her thighs apart, and something pushing
against her hot, moist opening.
    She groaned as it slid in, far too thick and
long to be his finger, and, gasping tried to twist her head around
and up and back to see what he was doing to her.
    It was a dildo! She'd never had one but she
knew, of course, what they were, and gasped at the sight as well as
the feel of it as he slid it deep into her pussy. She wanted to
protest, but the sensation was simply too exciting, and this game
of his too darkly thrilling.
    “Ohhh!” she gasped as he forced it deep,
achingly deep.
    “Much better than that bottle of yours, eh,
Quinn, silly little commoner.”
    Crack! Crack! Crack!
    “Oww! Ahh! S-stop!” she gasped weakly.
    She shuddered as he gripped the dildo,
pulling it in and out, in and out, twisting and turning it,
changing the angle. She groaned and gasped as the nose of the thing
jammed up into her belly, pushing and prodding against her insides
as he turned and twisted it.
    Crack! Crack! Crack!
    “Oww!” she cried.
    “And what shall we do about this?” he asked
rhetorically.
    Hannah had no idea what he was referring to
until she felt his finger rubbing against her wrinkled little back
opening. Then her eyes widened and she twisted her head around.
“D-don't!” she gasped, blushing.
    He snorted and slapped her bottom stingingly,
then picked up something which looked rather like a smaller version
of the dildo, smaller, but flaring wider as he pressed it against
her rosebud.
    “Carling! I-I don't... I've never...”
    “You will now, slave.”
    Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
    He spanked her even as he slowly twisted the
butt-plug into her back passage, forcing her sphincter to widen
around it, then slide closed behind.
    “Naughty little sex slave,” he said.
    Crack!
    Hannah's bottom was on fire, and her mind was
battered and bruised from the wildfire excitement and
sensations.
    She cried out again as he slapped at the base
of the dildo, jabbing it inside her. Then he flung her off him, and
she rolled onto her back, then onto her belly again on the bed,
gasping. He grasped her hips, shifting her around again, then the
shackles around her wrists came apart from each other. Before she
could think to react, however, his powerful hands had hold of her
wrists and were shoving them up and back against the opposite
corners of the bed.
    He slid up across her chest, half sitting
atop her as he quickly fastened the chains to the top corner posts
of the bed. He rolled off her as she lay there, chest heaving,
cocking her head up and back towards the top posts, and pulled
another pair of shackles from under the bed. He had hold of one
ankle before she saw what he was up to, and held it easily as he
slipped the shackle around it.
    “What are … you... doing!?” she gasped,
shoving and kicking at him with her other foot.
    He pulled back on the chain, attaching it to
the lower post, then circled around the bed and grabbed her other
ankle as she