To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 1 - Sex Stories

To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 1

... person, but had read about it. There was no mistaking what it was, it was a cat o'nine tails. Sara watched the tall man as he went back to the woman. He stood and looked at her for a moment. The woman's eyes were shiny with tears. She shook her head and tried to plead for mercy. "You're going to think twice about trying to escape again and kicking me in the nuts." The man raised his hand with the whip and, with a horrible snapping sound, struck her across the breasts. The woman arched her back in agony. Sara could see red marks where the lashes of the whip had struck her. She closed her eyes. She could hear the woman being struck several times before David noticed she had her eyes closed. He pinched her hard on the inside of her upper arm and Sara almost screamed herself. She looked at David who was glaring at her. She quickly looked at the scene in front of her again. The man continued whipping the woman. He would alternate between her breasts and cunt. After a few minutes, both were covered with red marks. The woman fainted after one last blow to her exposed pussy. As the men began unfastening the straps around her ankles, David led Sara back through the basement to the stairs. They went back up them to the main floor and then up the second flight of stairs to David's room. On the trip back Sara could only think of the poor women in the basement. Why are they doing this? They were now back in David's room and he answered her question before she could ask. "I work for a ...

... company whose business is selling people. The people we sell are usually women with no families. Most of them are drug addicts who owe someone a lot of money." "That's disgusting. How can you do that?" Sara spat at him. "They're killing themselves anyway. The places they go are nicer than you or I will ever live." David dismissed her comment. "What about me? I'm not a drug addict. Why did you take me?" Sara demanded. David's smile sent a quiver of fear down her spine, "I tried asking you out and you rejected me. Were you afraid of what I would unleash inside of you?" He stepped closer to her and tried to embrace her. "Fuck you. Let me out of here you bastard!" Sara screamed at him. "Well, I guess if you would prefer to have your training down in the basement we can go there." David caught her forearms in his hands and pinned them together. Sara did not fight him. She knew she couldn't win. She didn't want to admit she was defeated, but she also didn't want to be naked in the cage with the other two women. She tried to get the strength to tell him no, but picturing herself saying that did something inside of her. For the first time since her abduction, she suddenly burst into tears. David saw the defeat in her eyes before she started crying. He pulled her to his chest and sat down with her on the bed. He smoothed her hair with his hand. "I don't want to send you down there." Sara knew he was trying to manipulate her. She told herself to stop crying, but her eyes would not obey ...