Elaine had been my boss, until she fired me, the bitch.  She was a good
looking woman, though, five feet four, long auburn hair, and a body a
swimsuit model would die for.  She was better looking chained
spreadeagled, naked, against my basement wall, gagged, only her hazel eyes
showing her terror as I stood naked before her, a whip in my hand, letting
my eyes linger on her firm legs, her lightly furred snatch, her narrow
waist and flat stomach, her bulging breasts.  I was going to enjoy this.
The first blow I sent across her stomach, loving the gagged scream which
burbled around the gag.  I waited until she stopped trembling and opened
her eyes again, those gorgeous hazel eyes pleading with me not to do it,
begging me.  I struck again, across her left tit, reveling in the howl it
tore from the throat, loving the way a thin welt grew on the outside of
her large breast.

Each blow was better than the last--each time her body responded better,
shaking, quivering, twisting in its bonds.  Each time her eyes were filled
with more pain and more fear as I covered her breasts with ugly welts,
concentrating on their soft underside.  I didn’t stop there, though, but
continued with her gorgeous thighs, those thighs which had teased me from
underneath short skirts and minis.  I crisscrossed them with agony until a
glazed look came into her eyes, sweat dripping from her body, limp in its
bonds.

I took out a hose and sprayed cool water over her body, playing it across
her burning tits and up into her cunt.  My cock was throbbing now, and I
wanted to take her right then, but I had more plans for her, many more
plans.  When she opened her eyes again after I had finished spraying her I
saw animal fear, and almost broke down and took her there.  Instead I lit
up a smoke and approached her, watching her watch my hand as it brought
the lit tip of the cigarette closer and closer to her swollen nipple.  She
howled gratifyingly through the gag as I held it there, loving the
contortions of the gagged face.  I puffed on the cigarette a few times
before gripping her hair, seeing her open those eyes in sick fascination
to watch me watch her pain and fear.  I held her head still as I held the
tip long against her other nipple, feeling her agony through her body.
Those lovely eyes began to leak tears, and when she opened her eyes I saw
them glisten with terror and pleading.

I went through a pack on her nipples and tits, leavingthem swollen and
marked, watching and feeling her agony as I burned her.  She was slumped
in her bonds now, the pain having overwhelmed her.  Slight whimperings
echoed from her throat as I ran my hand over the ruined flesh of her tits.
I slapped one, hard, bringing her jerking up, screaming, as I commanded:
Look at me bitch.  Look at me.  She opened her eyes and I saw despair, and
I almost came without touching her.  I held up a lighter and flicked it to
life, seeing the despair deepen in her eyes.

I brought the flame down between us and licked it across her pubic mound,
the stench of burning hair filling the basement.  I did it slowly and
surely, leaving the flesh of her cunt burned and swollen as she howled at
the pain.  It was an animal howl.  It was time now, so I pressed myself
against her, my hand gripping her hair tight against her skull, staring
into her eyes, those gorgeous pain filled eyes.  I positioned my cock
against her burned cunt lips and hammered upwards, her eyes widening in
pure agony, her face twisted into a parody of pain.  Every inch was
ecstacy for me and agony for her.  The fear and loathing and agony in her
face and the howling from her throat drove me into a fury of lust, and I
fucked her like a madman, cursing her with every thrust until I spilled my
seed deep into her slut belly.

When I was finished I stepped back and looked at by ex-boss, hanging limp
against the chains, her large tits ugly with lash and burn marks, her cunt
oozing blood from the burning and brutal fucking, my come leaking out down
the inside of her beautiful whipped thigh.  I wasn’t done, though.  I
unchained her, holding her strenthless body in my arms as I removed the
gag, to replace it with a larger dildo gag.  I forced her to her hands and
knees and place fixed the gag against the same wall, her nose a mere
inches from the brick.  I took her hands and locked them to the floor, and
I took her knees and ankles and locked them to the floor wide apart,
exposing her abused cunt and sweet, sweet asshole, her beautiful firm ass
jutting up like an offering.

I took another whip, made to flay the flesh from a body, and measured my
stroke.  Exhausted and beaten as she was she still howled as I striped her
ass, leaving a long bloody mark against that smooth flesh.  She had
screamed herself hoarse by the time I finished, blood running in rivulates
down her crack to pool on the floor beneath her legs.  I laid one final
lash up against her cunt, tearing that tender abused flesh from her body,
earning me one more howl of agony.  I dropped to my knees behind her then,
and gripped her bloodied flesh in my hands, pulling apart her muscular ass
and plunging my cock deep into her exposed asshole.  A tormented choking
sound came from her body as I plunged into her, the path slicked by her
blood.  I mocked her as I fucked her ass, taking long, slow strokes,
prolonging her agony.  When I came I howled and dug my fingers into her
abused flesh, delighting in using this piece of flesh before me.

I stood and washed he clean of the blood, then unchained her.  I applied
first aid to those parts of her worse off, since she had to last at least
a few more days.  I had so many ideas.