Chapter 6 - Noosed!
Master Wong, the Master Torturer, liked changing the decor in his office
regularly. Today, his office had a brand new adornment.
In the centre of the room, the daughter of the celebrated mother-daughter
American spy team, sweet honey-blond Amber, stood barefoot in her track suit.
Her wrists were bound behind her back. A wire noose was snugged around her
throat. Master Wong, the Master Torturer, cranked up the noose until lovely
Amber was up on her tiptoes. Master Wong liked a woman with shapely feet. The
American spy's small feet, with their pretty painted toenails, were perfect as
they arched up to take her weight. Amber's baby blues bulged as the strangling
wire bit into her throat.
"What do you want?"
Master Wong raised a warning finger to his lips, shushing her.
"If you say one more word, I will crank you up so that your feet leave the
ground completely!"
He sat down at his desk and began to write a report on the interrogation of
her mother. Lovely Amber was in superb physical condition. It was a while before
she began making the small strangling, gasping, choking noises that indicated
that her calf muscles were cramping up and giving out. Master Wong looked up
expectantly.
The sight of Amber's congested purple face, her bulging bloodshot eyes and
her wet, pink tongue just starting to protrude, warmed the the old torturer's
heart and his lower regions as well. He stepped over to his victim. The pain of
her aching, cramping calf muscles was etched onto her gasping, plum coloured
features. A wide circle of sweat stained her tracksuit around each armpit and
the small of her back as well. Her tight, quivering buttocks and the backs of
her trembling thighs were sweating nicely too. Master Wong breathed deeply,
savouring the sharp, pungent odour of her fear-sweat. The front of her top had
an oversize zipper down it, just begging a man to unzip her and grope the
goodies. Master Wong smiled pleasantly.
"Your mother told us everything we wanted to know, so you have nothing
further to offer in that department. What I want from you will be very
different. You may speak now."
Poor, strangling Amber then choked out the classic words that are dear to
any torturer's heart.
"I'll do anything you want! Anything at all!"
Master Wong nodded agreeably.
"Would you like me to unzip your top so you can show me the goodies?"
As a university student, cheerleader and international spy, young Amber was
a sexually knowledgeable young woman.
"Absolutely! I'd love to show you the goodies! Maybe afterwards you could
let me down and I could do a bit more for you? I'll give you a blowjob, a
handjob, whatever you want. I'm very flexible and athletic. I know lots of great
positions."
Master Wong smiled, a very happy man indeed. Life can be extremely kind to a
man who has made a wise career choice.
"Being let down is a privilege that must be earned, though you're making an
excellent start!"
Master Wong pulled on the oversize zipper. Amber turned out to be one of
those brazen, well-endowed beauties that don't wear a bra. Pert pink nipples
capped her quivering tits. Master Wong smiled appreciatively. He hooked a finger
inside the waistband and pulled the front of her panties and sweatpants out. He
peered down at the tuft of golden pubic hair.
"Very nice! A natural blond, just like your extremely co-operative mother!
Do you want to feel my hands inside your panties?"
"There's nothing I would like better!"
Master Wong slipped his hands inside and squeezed her firm young buttocks.
He parted her tight buns and fingered her rectum. He dipped down the front, ran
his hands through her fine pubic hair, delved deeper and felt along her slit.
"Do you want me to pull down your panties?"
"I would love you to pull down my panties!"
He pulled them down to her slim ankles, noting her quivering, rock-hard calf
muscles, knotted in agonizing cramps. Choking and strangling, her strength
beginning to fail her completely, Amber then made him an offer he couldn't
refuse.
"If you let me down, I'll be able to spread my legs nice and wide. I'll even
bend over and take it up the ass if you like!"
Master Wong grinned broadly.
"Do you think you could spread your legs and entertain some of my friends as
well?"
"I'd be delighted to entertain your friends!"
He let her down and Amber delivered. Her bowels filled with his sperm,
Master Wong trotted her down the hall to meet her new playmates. Amber looked in
surprise at the two leatherclad bull dykes with the oversized, ribbed dildoes
strapped to their crotches. Master Wong gave them a joking little introduction.
"Meet Bambi and Thumper. They don't speak any English, but what they want is
obvious."
Amber swallowed hard as the two oriental leather bitches surrounded her, one
in front and one behind. Master Wong was encouraging.
"You said that you would spread your legs nice and wide for my friends?"
Amber took a deep breath and spread them. Her baby blue eyes widened as a
greased over-size dildo penetrated her fuckhole more deeply than any man could
and spread her cuntlips achingly wide. The ribs rasped her cunt as the leather
bitch started a slow, steady, deep reaming pump. She opened her mouth to the
bull dyke's questing tongue and squealed into the woman's mouth as her buttocks
were parted and her burning asshole was opened impossibly wide...
In a room down the hall, her mother, the lovely Lynn, gasped as the
hard-faced guard penetrated her. Mindful of her promise to Master Wong to make
sure that each of the guards came inside her and deeply fearful of the
consequences of failure, Lynn wrapped her legs around the guard's body and
locked her ankles behind him. She squeezed her thighs against the hard thrusting
guard's sides to tighten her cunt and scrubbed her naked breasts against his
thin, bare chest. She ran her hands over his body, groping and squeezing lewdly,
as she snaked her tongue into his mouth.
She knew that she and her daughter were to be shipped to something called
the Blushing Blossom Centre but, in the meantime, they had to earn their keep at
Master Wong's fine establishment.
