Carmen and Her bytch
By Liverpool Kiss
Part 2


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Carmen continued to feed the rod deeper into his cock; he had now swallowed
six inches of quarter inch stainless steel and still she felt no resistance
she would be in his ball bag soon the voltage was constantly being increased
and the three women watched his reaction every time they increased the power.
He pulled at his ties but the three women held him, he was going nowhere.

"I have plans for you Marlborough Man," Carmen told him, most of them revolve
around you being my slave, our slave really, would you like that?" Carmen
asked letting him believe he had a choice. Janet picked up his Levi's from the
floor and took his wallet from the back pocket.

"Phillip Raymond Jones," Janet read his name from his driver's licence, there
was a small amount of cash in his wallet and a couple of cards; they would
force that information out of him later. He screamed again as Julie took the
power up another notch he was dribbling out of his gag, his eyes were wild,
but because of the Viagra his cock was still rock hard, Carmen figured she had
another couple of inches before she got to his balls and she started to 'fuck'
the eye of his cock. This was hurting him Carmen enjoyed his muffled screams
as she repeatedly pushed and pulled the rod up and down inside his cock, the
three of them were all thoroughly enjoying the entertainment that the
Marlborough Man was providing. The room wasn't cold yet the women's nipples
were all hard and erect this torture was fuelling their lust, and the fact
that he was an unwilling prisoner compounded their feelings. Carmen pushed the
rod down into his scrotum she could feel the end of the rod through the skin.

"Up the voltage Julie, let's cook his balls." Carman told her friend and she
upped it another couple of notches, causing the Marlborough Man to scream
louder than ever, he arched his back and temporarily dislodged Janet, tears
appeared.

"Well, well, Carmen, you've made the boy cry!" Julie said without any emotion
at all.

Carmen had seen the tears, she shuffled up his body and sat on his chest; her
crotch and thighs framing his face.

"I am going to remove the gag and if you make even the slightest sound, I will
crank the power up to the max and I will permanently damage you. Do you
understand?"

He nodded, and Carmen unbuckled the gag.

"I want you; not as a lover or a boyfriend, but as my personal slave, my
bitch.

And I intend to use you as badly and as often as I can. You have seen how
easily we over powered you, we will continue to make your life hell until you
agree to our demands. You can come quietly or you can come kicking and
screaming, but I promise you, you will come." Carmen told him with a brief
smile her eyes were as cold as ice, She scared him, he had met his match, His
cock and balls were on fire, his emotions were in tatters, he was laying
beneath her, tears trickling down his cheeks, he wanted this torment to end,
but knew Carmen meant what she said. And her price was out of the question,
but for this punishment to end he decided to agree

He nodded "OK, I agree?

"Agree to what?" Janet asked.

"I agree to be your slave."

"Just like that? Oh no we have a little requirement." Carmen told him. The rod
was still deeply inserted down the eye of his cock, and Julie still had the
control box in her hand, the power had been reduced to cause little more than
a tingle as they untied him.

"One wrong move, Phil,: Carman said using his first name for the first time,
and we will cook Your balls and then Janet will crush them. That is a
promise."

He nodded his agreement and he was untied,

"Now get on your knees." He quickly obeyed. Carmen liked the early control she
had over him. Janet picked up her phone and dialled a number, the call was
quickly answered and a minute later Janet's bytch was shown into the room, he
was a tall well-built black man. Janet stood a foot shorter than him but she
dominated him totally.

"Strip." Janet ordered and the bytch did as he was told.

The Marlborough Man was shaking his head. "OH NO! Please God no!" Janet's
Black Bytch had a nine inch hard-on that looked like a black cucumber.

"Crawl over her Phil and say hello to your new lover?" Janet demanded. Julie
had the control box in her hand ready to 'aid' his performance, should he need
any encouragement, Carmen had the small movie camera, keeping the women out of
the shot and filmed as Phil crawled towards Janetsbytch, Julie increased the
power slightly enough to remind him that his balls very, very, vulnerable.

The Marlborough Man knelt before Janetsbytch.

"Touch him." Directed Carman, the Marlborough Man did as he was told and
gripped the large cock that bounced before his face, "lick that precum off his
knob," Carman continued; zooming in to catch their initial contact, the
Marlborough Man was crying again. The big old biker had been reduced to tears
twice in a very short period of time.

"Get rid of those fucking tears or I'll zap you; you fucking cocksucker! Julie
told him.

"Lick his balls and then run your tongue up the length of his shaft and
swallow his entire cock I want to see some serious deep throat action." Carmen
instructed from behind the camera. Julie upped the voltage another notch and
The Marlborough Man performed perfectly taking Janetsbytch's cock in his
mouth. Carmen caught the action perfectly. The two men performed for the
women, with Carmen or Janet giving directions and both men were obediently
obeyed.

"Don't take all day getting off; I want to see you blow Your mess over his
face as soon as you can. You've got one more minute." Janet told her bytch.

Fifty nine seconds later Janetsbytch pulled his cock from the Marlborough
Man's mouth and blew his cum all over his face; he had been locked away in a
chastity device for weeks and a gusher of semen erupted from his cock. The
first burst was up the Marlborough Man's nose and across his face and in his
eyes, the second burst, just as forceful, blew across the Marlborough Mans
lips and chin and slowly the flood ebbed to a trickle and Janetsbytch wiped
his cock across the Marlborough Man face cum was now dribbling from the eye of
the black cock.

"Suck that off his cock," Carmen demanded. She caught every humiliating second
of the Marlborough Man's demise. Then wrapped up fairly pleased with herself.
The Marlborough Man knelt before Janetsbytch realising that the women were
more than a match for him. They were smarter, quicker, stronger, they had
reduced him to this.

"What do you want?" The Marlborough Man wanted to know.

"You. I want You Phil to become mine, ours; ours to use as we please." Carmen
told him standing over him, the camera in her hand but no longer running.
Carmen was still dressed in just her white panties, her long blonde hair hung
to her shoulders her breasts were large, her nipples erect; she carried little
if any surplus weight, she was a fine looking female and knew what she wanted,
and she wanted the Marlborough Man.

"Stroke his cock." Carmen demanded. Reluctantly the Marlborough Man took
Janetsbytch's cock in his hand and stroked him.

"It obeys." Janet said laughing.

"I don't imagine the Apaches have a web-site do they? I will show this footage
to everyone if You are not here tomorrow night." Carmen told him, "You will
report here every night until our training is complete. Do I make myself
clear?" Carmen asked.

He nodded, they had him and he knew it.

"The answer is Yes Mistress Carmen. No excuses, no compromise You; here naked
at our feet tomorrow at eight sharp or the world will see what I have here.
Understand?"

"Yes Mistress Carmen."

"Good boy. Now get him hard, I want to see you suck him off again,"

At eight sharp the Marlborough Man arrived at the motel Carmen had called him
earlier and told him that if he didn't come alone they would send the video
out to everyone she listed a number of bike gangs in the area that she said
she knew, it was a bluff but he didn't know.

He arrived on his own Carmen noticed a difference in his demeanour, was it her
imagination or was he becoming a little more submissive? As soon as he arrived
they took him down to the car park where a van was idling they threw him in
the back of the van Carmen had brought a long a few of the Sisters, they
pulled him into the back of the van and stripped him. They drove for about an
hour double backing making sure no one was following them. They eventually
arrived at a deserted beach house, it was off season and no one was renting
it. It was secluded and a long way from any prying eyes.

They reversed into the garage and pulled him from the back of the van He was
cuffed and wearing a leather helmet that was closed except for the mouth. He
was stung up and lifted with a chain hoist, they hoisted him until his feet
just barely touch the floor of the garage, and then he was whipped. They were
merciless Janet, Lora, the Irish girl they had recently met and Julie used
canes and whips to reduce him to a babbling wreck it took very little time
less than ten minutes but in ten minutes they had torn the skin from his body.
Carmen filmed the entire flogging.

"OK girls enough; let's see what the bytch has to say." She squatted down
beside him and unfastened the mask. He was sobbing.

"Please Mistress Carmen, please stop, please I beg you. He cried.

She smiled into his red eyes and flicked away a lock of hair that fell across
her face. She was dressed in a black blouse and black jeans she wore short
boot.

"Are you ready to obey me and only me?" She asked.

"Yes Mistress Carmen." He obediently replied

"You will give up the Apaches and join us become our slave, our bytch?" Carmen
asked.

"Yes Mistress Carmen."

"You say it like you have a choice. You have no choice; we will break you.
Give me the whip, I want to give him a whipping he will never forget.

"NO PLEASE NOAAAHH...."

Carmen had a short cattle whip and Janet had a longer stock whip. And they
flayed him mercilessly for a long time they had breaks in between every time
he thought they had finished, they inspected their work his back was a mass of
red welts many criss-crossing, rivulets of blood trickles down his back. His
ass, and thighs were in a similar condition his chest and most of the front of
him had been spared, they would work on the front later, there was plenty of
time. Every time they stopped he thought they were finished, they weren't but
he just about was.

'Have you ever had your balls whipped Phil? Carmen asked.

"PLEASE NO MISTRESS CARMEN, he begged.

"I love to hear them beg." Said Lora. They dropped him from the hoist they
pulled his legs apart and fastened his ankles to a spreader bar, the hoist was
hooked to the spreader and he was and hung him by his ankles. Then Carmen
whipped his balls.

She held a short single tail stock whip in her hand and she knew how to use
it, he was so vulnerable now, completely at Carmen's mercy. Carmen flicked the
whip between his legs whipping the inside of his thigh, he screamed as an
angry red welt immediately appeared on the sensitive flesh, it was a second
later when a second vivid welt appeared, his wrists were cuffed behind him it
was impossible to prevent the inevitable Carmen brought the whip whistling
down between his legs splattering his balls. He screamed and Carmen repeated
the action, the whip then tore across his abdomen the first was across his
belly button the next was lower, the next was across the very top of his legs
flaying his cock, he squealed, another went very close to the previous cut, he
was making a lot of noise now; another ripped into his testicles, that cut
caught his breath he screamed uncontrollably, tears now flowed, but Carmen was
a hard women, it was take a lot more than a few tears to distract her. Again
and again she whipped his manhood, each slash tore away at his now very
brittle armour, he squealed and cried as Carmen unmercilessly ripped into him,
her sadistic nature was loving every minute of his torment and she lashed his
balls again and AGAIN AND AGAIN

She whipped his cock and balls with a dozen agonising cuts she marked him
permanently. He sobbed quietly as Carmen waked around him inspecting her work.
In the end He was let down, the cuffs removed,

"Crawl to me." Carmen ordered. He instantly obeyed he crawled down the length
of the room between the six women who were there and he crawled and knelt
before Carmen."

"Kiss my feet." Carmen demanded. He did and as he did it was captured on half
a dozen camera.

"Who owns you?" Carmen demanded to know.

"You do Mistress Carmen." He said head bowed

"Your new name is Carmensbytch. Tell me who you are?"

"I am Carmensbytch." He replied before the audience.

"Say it louder I didn't hear you."

"I am CARMENSBYTCH."

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