A tall, boney man

A tall bony man, his head covered with a leather mask, tatoos on his chest, pierced nipples, and a long cock jutting out from a wiry bush, and now - in me - over and over. I had caught a glimpse, but then again the whip, cutting into my skin. I cried out, the combination of his cock and the slicing whip cuts actually made me incredibly excited. I couldn't believe it. I looked up at the girl, who was staring down at me.

The woman with the whip said to the bound girl, "This new slut will lick your pussy for the new customers," nodding at what looked like a frosted glass wall. I realized that it must be one way glass. I shook violently, aghast. The girl shivered and looked down at me. The man behind me became harsher, more forceful and I was pushed forward each time he thrust into me, against me. The woman with the whip grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, and the incessant pounding pushed me to the girl's pussy.

Just as my lips pressed against her moist hairs -- my God, she was turned on, too! -- there was a groan and the man came, spurting into me. I whimpered, not wanting it in me. After a moment, someone I hadn't seen appeared, tall, black hair straight back, well developed muscles, a passive look in his eyes, an authoritative way of moving. He pulled the man off me and led him to a door. I caught a glimpse of his reaching into his clothes hanging there and passing money to the strong man.

I told myself I should get out of here. I should scream, maybe someone could hear. I struggled a bit, then. The scent of the girl, the little nicks with the whip, I couldn't help, my tongue in the girl, I found the piercings of her labia, her clit. I was turned on. I couldn't believe it. I was their sex ****, and it turned me on. God.