Taught to Submit: A Novel of Escape into Slavery

by Powerone

  Raul watched her masturbate, while his cock grew harder with each stroke of his hand. Santiago sucked one of her breasts, his lips wrapped around the nipple, and took it deep into his mouth. Her back arched high, forcing more of her breast into his mouth. His other hand pinched her nipple, his fingers white as he applied pressure to the tip, twisting and turning the pink tip harshly. Soft moans of pain escaped from Lisa's mouth.

  Lisa almost came when she heard Santiago speak. “I think Lisa needs to be bound again. It seems to bring out so much desire in her.” He pushed her up, the look on her face of disappointment, as she hadn't cum. “Soon enough Lisa, we will make you cum for us. But first we need to despoil your lovely body. On the table Lisa, on your back."

  They guided her over to the long table. Her ass hit the cold surface, as hands pushed down on her chest until her back hit, resting her head carefully on the hard surface. She shivered in lust when she saw the ropes, coming out of nowhere as if they had expected her, knowing they had done this before. Some lovely girl in the village had been subjected to bondage, willing or unwillingly, her body debased for their pleasure. She voluntarily lifted her arms over her head, her breasts rising up as she felt Raul encircling her wrists three times with the thick rope before pulling her arms back, secured to the back of the table somehow, her body stretching out. She felt her pussy dripping with desire when the men grabbed each ankle, splitting her legs apart as they tied rope around them. She closed her eyes as she imagined what they would do with them. She suddenly opened her eyes when she felt her legs lifting up into the air. The ropes were tied to a ceiling beam, the men pulling on the other end as they slowly spread them wide and high until her ass started to rise from the table. Her legs were at least five feet apart and they were still not satisfied, pulling outward, her crotch began to pull painfully apart from the wide expanse. She looked down. Her labia was pulled back, and her vagina beginning to open. The crack of her cheeks was barely visible, and her anus slightly agape.

  The men stood back, staring into her wide spaced crotch, her sex exposed from the top of her pussy all the way back to her anus. “That is the way a female should be, bound and spread, ready to service the cocks that throbbed at the sight of their naked charms.” Santiago went to the side drawer of the china cabinet, opening a drawer and pulling out a wide assortment of candles.

  She shivered in fear when she saw them. No one had every dripped hot wax on her body though she had read about it. The thought excited her at the same time it struck fear in her heart. She had read that the first drops of hot wax were intense, especially if dropped on the more delicate parts of the body. With the way they had her spread, she had no doubt where it would be dripped. Her pussy, even her anus were left unprotected and exposed.

  "I can see it in your eyes; you have never felt the exquisite pleasure of hot wax on your body. Such a treat you have in store for you. I will make a point that you receive the pleasure and pain of the hot wax slowly, enjoying the way your body will squirm to avoid the sharp pain.” Santiago watched her eyes as he lit the first candle. The match flared up into a blue flame, and he held it to the tapered white candle until the wick caught fire, glowing yellow as it began to burn the wax. “This is a bee's wax candle. It burns very hot.” The wax began to drip down the side of the candle slowly. “We will start with those lovely breasts. I will encase your nipples in the wax. You may scream if you like, there is no one to hear you and that excites us."

  She felt like begging, but knew it would do no good. They were intent on using her body in whatever manner they chose and pain seemed to be their methodology. Lisa wasn't even sure she did want them to stop. The strange masochistic thrill raced through her body as she prepared herself for the first drop of hot wax. She watched as Santiago stood over her upper body, positioning the candle over her right breast. He tilted the candle so it burned down the edges, the wax dripping down almost in slow motion as Lisa waited for the first drop to hit. It seemed like minutes as she saw it fall from the candle before it hit her. She heard the splat land directly on her nipple before she felt it. “Aaahh,” she screamed. It felt like a knife stabbing directly into the center of her nipple. The raw brutal pain rushed through her body like a lightening bolt. Tears ran down her face as she saw the smile on Santiago's face, enjoying her scream of pain. The burning continued, feeling like her nipple was skinned raw. She turned the other direction and saw Raul, a similar candle in his hand. “No, please, No!” He poised the candle over her other breast, Lisa hoping he wasn't as good a shot as Santiago was.

  Raul tipped the candle, letting the melting wax slide down the side until it released, and fell quickly to her naked flesh. “Shit,” he exclaimed as it missed her nipple, and landed on the edge of her dark brown areola, a fresh scream still tore from her lips.

  "Yyeeehh,” she screamed in pain. He missed her nipple, but the pain in her areola was just as bad. The tiny nerves in the sensitive tissue were scalded by the burning wax. She huffed and puffed, trying to catch her breath as Raul tipped the candle, and another drop fell from the side. This time he was more accurate. The thick drop of hot wax hit her swollen nipple, an easy target. “God,” she screamed again, as the burning tore through her body again and her breast shook back and forth as she shook her upper body in pain. There was no pleasure in it, only the sheer pain as they wax burned her most sensitive skin. They took turns, each trying to out do the other, lowering the candles closer to her tender skin, the wax not having a chance to cool before it splattered. Her nipples were covered in a thick layer of wax, the men concentrating on letting the hot wax run down the side of her breasts. Each drop created a new burst of burning that tore through her. Her breast rose and fell from her ragged breathing as they finally stopped, the white wax covering her skin with angry red splotches.

  "Lower now, Lisa. We have so much more skin to cover.” They let the candle wax drip onto her stomach, and watched her pull in her muscles as the hot wax landed. They moved downward, toward the open vee of her legs, closer to her open sex.

  She could only tremble in fear and excitement, the burning making it difficult to concentrate. Her abdomen quivered in response to the intense pain of the hot wax. She felt the first drop on the top of her pussy, hitting her tiny bush. Fingers spread her labia open, as Santiago prepared a new candle, a dark black candle, more appropriate to highlight against her white skin. She felt Raul's fingers gripping her labia in his fat fingers, pulling her lips wide apart, exposing her pink inner flesh. She watched the match roar to life, the candlewick quickly lighting. The wax melted under the intense heat. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see it, hoping she could drive it from her mind, but his pinching fingers on her lips kept her constantly reminded. The smell of wax burning her skin filled her nose.

  "No!” She screamed, her throat already hoarse. The new pain as the wax landed on her inner lips drove an inhuman scream from her throat. It felt as if a branding iron was pressed between the folds of her sex, the smell of burning flesh assailing her nostrils. Fingers moved lower on her labia, spreading her open, poised over her vagina, fingers on each side spreading her hole open. No, they wouldn't do that; they wouldn't drip the hot wax inside her vagina.

  Fingers stretched her open, feeling the hole spread, the cool air of the room rushing inside. She fought the intrusion by tightening her muscles, but Raul's fingers were stronger, keeping her open. She braced for the pain, a large drop targeting directly into her vagina successfully dripping down from the candle. Her ass bucked up and down in pain. Her sobbing increased as her tender insides were burned. Again, a drop of hot wax hit her pussy, running down her slit, cooling off as it slid down but not before it burned her flesh. Two long minutes of hot wax dripping on her pussy raked her body in pain. But they still were not finished, Santiago's finger prying her anus open, preparing her asshole for the wax, this time Raul getting the privilege. His accuracy increased, and her anal ring was covered in hot wax. Her muscles clenching uncontrollably as they continued to
drip wax on the delicate opening until it was finally sealed in the black wax.

  Santiago stroked her tear stained face as they finally blew out the candle. “We enjoyed that, Lisa. We loved how your body bucked in pain, but it is time for our cocks to enjoy your body again. But first we must remove the wax, your pussy and asshole are sealed in the thick wax.” He saw her look up, his hand holding the riding crop. “Yes, I think this will work nicely. I'll start with your tits, paying special attention to your nipples. Scream if you like, in fact I insist on it,” he laughed.

  Her body was still wracked in pain. She was surprised that his slaps with the riding crop were actually quite tender. No matter how lightly you tapped, the leather bit into the flesh. She watched her breasts jiggle as he tapped the riding crop against her flesh, slapping back and forth across the skin. Wax flew off to land on the table beside her. The slap on her nipples was more intense. The wax quickly fell off, leaving her tender nipple exposed to the next slap of leather. Pain ignited in the raw skin. He slapped at her breasts at least twenty times, her breasts jiggling back and forth as the riding crop played across her skin. Her nipples stood out hard and pointed, the pink tips turned red from the abuse. She closed her eyes, letting her body fall into almost a trance as they played the riding crop over her body.

  Raul joined in with another riding crop, both of her breasts dancing on her chest, seeing her cringe with each slap. The riding crops began to move down her body, Santiago noticed that her hips almost seem to lift up from the table, as if she was welcoming the crop, offering her pussy to the black torment. Neither of the men failed to please her. The crops swung back and forth across her abdomen before moving lower. The first swipe across her pubes brought a gasp. Her eyes clenched tightly as her body tensed up, knowing the next strike would move lower.

  She felt her pussy juicing up. The burning from the wax pushed to the back of her mind, and her thoughts concentrated below her waist. Her wide spread legs opened her sex to the riding crop. The mental image of leather slapping along her wet slit, smashing into her clit, and snapping harshly against her asshole excited her. In moments, the image became reality. Santiago was first to let the riding crop move straight up between her legs, pushing aside her labia to drag painfully along her wet slit. He saw moisture on the tip of the crop when he pulled it out. The slapping of leather on wet flesh was different than when they had struck her tits. Raul was not to be outdone, slapping hard against her asshole, seeing her ass rise up in pain. Her tiny anus clenched uncontrollably, the wax flying quickly off. Santiago returned to her slit, striking higher up. A tiny scream tore from her lips as he struck her clit, driving the leather down into the sensitive bud, smashing it flat with the powerful blow. Her hips moved back up, her clit pushed out of the hood, red and swollen, a beacon for the lash of the riding crop.

  God, it hurt so good as she struggled against the ropes, pulling painfully on her limbs. The ropes tightened, reminding her of the strict bondage they had her in. The leather riding crops beat her sex, both of them striking her pussy and asshole with greater force and frequency. The crop smashing her swollen clit only seemed to force it harder and more pronounced, aching to be struck again and again, almost as if the crop was masturbating her. The pain turned quickly to pleasure. The crops stung her sex, Lisa never knew where the next blow would come, the men even slapping at her breasts anew, letting the crop barely touch her nipples as they swung it across, the pain more intense as they struck harder. Her asshole felt as if they were tearing it out of shape, the crop feeling as if it were entering her, slapping at her insides. The whipping of her pussy was more intense. Her wet slit made it more painful. Santiago used the edge of the handle to ride up and down her slit. The braided leather that lined the shaft rubbed harshly up and down. She felt a hand under her chin, turning her head sideways, her eyes opening to see the giant head of Santiago's cock pushed in her face. A slap of his crop on her pussy was all that was required, her mouth opening into a wide “O", his hot cock sliding across her lips, her tongue eagerly moving out to lap at the thick head. Another slap with the crop and her lips closed over the shaft tightly, her tongue playing back and forth over his piss hole. His cum leaked out to cover her tongue with his hot, salty crème. Hands on her hips told her that Raul was not to be forgotten. Her ass was forced up higher, and his hard, throbbing cock head placed against her asshole. She felt him spit on his cock, rubbing it all over the edge of her anus, getting her slick to take his huge member up her ass. The cock pushed to the back of her mouth, Lisa gagging as it tried to go into her throat. Raul took advantage of the situation, plugging the head of his cock through her anal ring until it snapped shut right below the head. It stretched tightly around his cock in a band of steel as it throbbed in excitement. The pain was intense as his thick cock stretched her anal ring, feeling the burning and tearing as he took her in the ass.

  Santiago began to fuck her face, using his hands to pull her mouth on and off his cock as if it were her pussy, her lips contracted tightly around the shaft, her tongue busily lapping up and down the thick shaft. Her gagging brought such pleasure to him.

  Raul felt her hot inside clenching onto his cock. The head pushed into her rectum, feeling her sphincter try to push it out, unsuccessful except that it gave him great pleasure. He didn't wait to fuck her, pushing aside all resistance as her hot, tight asshole clung to his cock as if it didn't want it to leave. Her anal ring rode up and down the shaft as if it were a hand masturbating his cock. Deeper and deeper he went, pushing into the depths of her bowels, her asshole clinging to his cock as if it were a second skin. He lashed at her pussy with the crop, driving her down onto his cock, pushing it deep inside her. He looked up at her, her beautiful face full of Santiago's cock, her lips wrapped around his shaft as she energetically sucked him. He watched her gag when Santiago pushed into her throat, almost seeing her throat bulge out as the thick head blocked her throat, her stomach heaving as she choked and gagged. He finally bottomed out in her bowels, his cock jumping and jerking in her colon, enjoying the way her muscles naturally fought the thick meat in her asshole. Twice he slapped her pussy with the crop, making sure that her clit bore the brunt of the leather, her ass clenching on him in reaction to the pain.

  "Mmmggg,” was all she could mumble. Her breath was ragged as she tried to breathe through her nose, her throat stuffed with his pulsating cock. Her asshole felt as is she had eaten a big turkey dinner, the thick cock filling her to overflowing. Her anus burned as her ring slid up and down the shaft while he sodomized her for his pleasure. He continued to beat her pussy with the crop, her clit ablaze with pleasure and pain as it received the force of the leather.

  "Make her cum, Raul,” Santiago ordered him. “Make her cum when we hose her full of semen."

  Raul dropped the crop, and turned his hand to her clit. He yanked the swollen bud between two fingers, twisting and turning it as he fucked her with deep, punishing strokes, making her take full measure of his cock. He felt her body jerk in pain each time he pushed deep into her colon, stretching her open wider. Santiago held her head in his hands, humping her back and forth on his cock, using her mouth as a pussy, her nose smashed against his abdomen. He was ready to cum, his head thrown back in lust. Her mouth eagerly sucked the life from his balls. Raul saw her body try to rise as he pulled on her clit, his fingers snapping back and forth over the sensitive bud. Her body jerked in pleasure each time. “Cum with us, Lisa. Cum while we empty our balls into your lovely body."

  Lisa needed no further encouragement. Her clit loved the attention of Raul's fingers, her mouth sucking, asshole clenching—if only her pussy would have been filled, imagining three men taking her at once, using all her orifices at once, three thick cocks fucking her at once. The mental image was all she needed to cum. The twin shafts fucked her hard, riding her body for their pleasure. The pain now forgotten, only the pleasure remained. Her body jerked up and down in pleasure as the orgasm overcame her. Her body tingled and clutched onto the tw
in shafts. She felt Santiago's cock leave her throat, and sucked in air just in time to catch the first jet of thick, ropey cum shoot from the end of his cock. It made her choke as it shot down the wrong passage. Her mouth quickly filled with the salty, thick crème. Her tongue lapped at the tip, feeling a second load of hot cum shoot out, her cheeks bloating out as she kept the cum in her mouth, relishing the thick, salty taste. Raul's cum shot deep into her bowels with a burning sensation. A cum enema filled her quickly as she tightened on his cock. A second and third load filled her bowels. Her body shuddered in pleasure each time she felt a burst of cum fill her. Raul's fingers dragged out her orgasm as she bounced around in the tight bondage. Lisa took her own pleasure from the experience. Two rapidly shrinking cocks were withdrawn from her body. Her asshole pushed out Raul's cock with a loud pop, her anus trying to snap shut as it left. Cum leaked from the corner of her mouth as his Santiago's cock slipped over her lips. She swallowed twice, the cum slowly sliding down her throat. She felt hands releasing her, her legs falling down. Her muscles were too cramped to move. She managed to turn onto her side and crawl into a ball, her hands between her legs. Cum leaked from her asshole. Santiago stroked her face. “I wish you weren't leaving so fast, Senora. There is so much we would love to do to your lovely body. The girls in this town don't understand the pleasure that a little pain will bring out.

  It took almost a half hour before Lisa could get up. Santiago allowed her to shower before she got dressed again, Raul and Santiago watching her as she did. When she was done, their cocks were already hard again, and Lisa found herself on her knees in the living room again, two cocks pushing into her mouth at one time, her lips stretched so wide she thought they would tear. She had never felt so full. Her tongue pressed hard to the bottom of her mouth. Lisa was unable to do anything but let the men stroke their cocks until they both unloaded in her mouth again, this time their cocks shooting down into her throat, her mouth too filled with cock to hold any of the cum. They finally let her up, their balls drained, three times being their limit. They dropped her off at the hotel. Lisa fell into the bed, exhausted, her body numb from the night.