Red seems to think for a moment before she speaks. “What are your names?”
She catches me off guard, I wasn’t expecting that. Maybe something about if we will ever let her go, or if she is gonna die.
I look at the others, and they give me a nod to answer. “I’m Alpha. He’s Bravo, and Charlie is the baby. That’s what we go by; don’t even think of asking our birth names. Those people don’t exist anymore.”
Red seems to mullover that for a moment and nods. She turns her body to face us but stays on her knees. “Like the military code?”
Bravo leans forward as he nods. “Yes, sweet cheeks. Exactly that. Now, what do you want to do? Tonight you get to pick.” B plants a kiss on her head as he runs his fingers through her red curly, still damp hair.
I’ve noticed the thick mop takes forever to dry. We should probably give her a hairbrush soon or she’ll have to shave it off to get rid of the knots. I’m fond of her hair, so the brush is the better option.
The next words out of her mouth are not what I expect at all, just like her question. “I want you to hurt me,” she whispers, hanging her head slightly like she’s ashamed. All three of our jaws drop, and we look at each other.
I can sense the panic rising in Red as she stammers to explain. “I-I-I hate myself and I’m n-n-numb, I just want to feel something and f-forget tonight. I’ve never liked pain before, and I don’t understand why I like it when you give it to me. I-I feel something, and it chases the numb away.”
She’s rambling, and Charlie rests his hand on top of her head as she finishes. I look at Bravoand Charlie to see they are just as surprised as I am.
I’m silent for a minute; we did say she could pick what we do tonight, and this is a reward. I nod and look at Charlie. “Okay. Charlie, go get her strapped down to the bench.”
He wastes no time jumping to his feet, C grabs Red by the upper arm and drags her out of the room. We sit there for a second, then Bravo laughs out loud. “That beats playing Go Fish any day of the week.” B hops up and skips out of the room.
Getting to my feet, I follow behind him and head into our dungeon. C did more than hook her to the bench.
Red is lying on her stomach with her wrists and ankles cuffed to the legs of the spanking bench. A ring gag is jammed between her lips, prying her mouth wide open, and a blindfold covers her eyes.
My dick is so hard just from seeing her I could break a brick. I groan and squeeze myself through my suit pants. “What a pretty little whore we have here, boys.”
Her breath catches when she hears my words. Red yelps when Bravo brings his hand downhard to slap her ass. The flesh jiggles from the impact.
I stroll over to the wall, taking my time to pick my weapon of choice. Usually we plan out our scenes, but this was the last thing I thought she’d ask for. It makes sense that when she was losing her mind in isolation, she hurt herself.
Grabbingthe cat-o-nine, I run my hand over the tails of the whip. She hasn’t felt this one yet, but if it’s pain she wants, then that’s what I’ll give her. I crack it in the air, watching as she flinches from the sound.
I make my way over to her, and hold the handle above her back, trailing the whip over her. Starting at her shoulders, down her spine, over her ass, all the way to her toes. On my journey back up, I linger on her ass before I continue my track back to her shoulders.
“You know we don’t believe in safe words, Red. I hope you don’t regret asking for this.” I say as I walk around her body.
My eyes pick up every shiver and reaction to the light touches I’m giving her. Red tries to say something, but it’s unintelligible because of the gag holding her mouth open.
“You want to hurt, to feel something? Then I’ll make sure you do, you’ll feel and carry this daywith you for the rest of your life, bitch. I’m not stopping until I leave permanent marks on your back.” I spit, my words like venom.
In the corner of my eye, I see Charlie stroking himself over his jeans. Bravo already has his dickout and is slowly jacking it. My lips turn up in a grin, and I look back down at her perfect, untouched back. I pull my arm back and prepare for the first lash.
“This is gonna hurt, whore, but you’ll enjoy every moment.” Then I snap my wrist and bring the whip down on her back.
A scream leaves her as she arches trying to get away, the tails leaving red welts with only one stroke.
Not giving her a second to brace, I strike her again. A broken sob slips out of her, and I can see tears pouring from under the blindfold. Red shakes as she pulls on the cuffs. Her reaction is only from two lashes, and I can’t wait to see her once I’m done.
I get into a groove, raising and bringing the cat down on her over and over. I cover her shoulders, back, ass and thighs, the skin turning as red as her hair. Some lashes split open, and blood pools down the side of her ribs.
Bravo moves in front of her and jams his cock through the gag. His hips piston ruthlessly, fucking her throat hard. Red gags, chokes and coughs as drool pools out of her mouth, coating the bench beneath her. Charlie’s dick is out and shuffles over until he’s jacking over her ass.
I keep my aim on her back so I don’t lash C’s dick, but I don’t stop. In between thrusts from Bravo, Red screams out. She can’t control it, and I know the pain must be agonizing.
Charlie reaches a hand out and runs his fingers through her snatch. When he pulls them back, they glisten in the light with her juices.
“Dirty whore, you’re soaked. Is this from me ripping your back apart? Does it turn you on that much? I did this to you. I turned you into a little pain slut. ME!”
