Shanghai Shanghai

Part 2:

Vikki stood up and they flipped me onto my back. As I was spitting bits of carpet out of my mouth, Chang straddled my thighs and looked down on me. Grasping my shrunken cock she began to stroke it. My mind split in two; I felt I needed an explanation.

“What are you,” I asked until I was cut off by intense pain.

“I did not give you permission to speak,” she said. She released my left ball from her fingers and began stroking again. “You can say only two things: One, Yes Mistress Chang. Two, Yes Mistress Vikki. Nothing else. Understand?”

“I don't under-.” I was cut off again with a hard squeeze to my right ball.

“Slow learner,” Mistress Chang continued. She returned to stroking. “Quite a difference huh? Stupid slut. I know you heard me the first time. But I know you are stupid. Pathetic sluts like you are usually pretty stupid. Aren't you?”

I hesitated. As I looked into Mistress Chang's eyes, Mistress Vikki yanked on my leash. “Yes Mistress Chang,” I said.

Her beautiful eyes brightened. She intensified the stroking of my cock. “We are going to have a bit of fun with you slut. Our kind of fun. And there isn't a single fucking thing you can do about it? Isn't that right pig?”

Again I hesitated. Her stroking of my cock was dominating my brain. “Yes Mistress Chang.”

Both of them broke out into laughter at this and exchanged a high-five. Mistress Chang asked Vikki, “So how much pain do you think this one can take? More than the last one?”

Mistress Vikki considered me for a moment. “Well Mistress, he has recovered pretty well so far from that knee to his balls. I would say Mistress, that he can take a lot. A lot of pain, much more than the last one Mistress.” Mistress Vikki beamed a wide pleasing smile.

Mistress Chang considered this and looked down at me appraisingly. “Yes you might be right Vikki. It probably will be able to take a lot more than the last one. What do you think slave?”

She clamped her hand over my mouth. They both broke out laughing and exchanged yet another high-five. She removed her hand from my mouth, and I wisely stayed quiet.

“That was a good one wasn't it?” she questioned me, poking my stomach. “Why didn't you laugh? As if it matters what you think you stupid slut.” Mistress Chang's eyes were glowing. They flipped me over onto my stomach. Mistress Vikki stuffed a large ball gag into my mouth and buckled it tightly around the back of my head.

“There. No squealing little pig,” said Mistress Vikki close to my ear. Vikki returned to the open suitcase. She retrieved a collapsible metal rod which extended to a length of three feet. Mistress Chang used this rod to spread my legs wide, attaching my ankle cuffs to each end. Moving to the side of my head, Mistress Vikki stood with her right boot on my neck. She pressed my face hard into the carpet.

“Up. Up on your knees slut,” said Mistress Chang. A loud crack rang out and my whole body jerked in pain. Mistress Chang had a long crop with a leather tip and she had just swung it hard against my ass. I screamed into my gag as she whipped me with it twice more. “I said up! You stupid slut. Up on your knees. Now!” After screaming at me, she beat me repeatedly with fast hard strokes. I writhed in pain. With my arms behind my back, my neck pressed to the floor and my legs stretched out wide, I resorted to sliding my knees toward my head. Carpet burned knees were nothing compared to the beating my ass was taking. I continued to bring my knees toward my head until my ass was high in the air. She stopped beating me. “That's better slut. Now you know. When I tell you do to something, you do it. Immediately.”

Mistress Vikki saw my welling tears. She leaned forward and spat onto my face. “You haven't felt anything yet slave,” she taunted.

Mistress Chang went to the open suitcase. Upon returning, she moved behind me and then an unknown object pressed hard against my asshole. “Open up slut,” she ordered. I felt a sudden jab, and then a shooting pain bolted through my asshole. Closing around it, my ass held the butt plug firmly. It started to vibrate. “Just a little one my wimpy boy. To get you ready.”

I was not a virgin there. A girlfriend had played around back there a bit. It was a painful thrust but it was now sitting somewhat comfortably. I soon forgot about the butt plug as Mistress Cheng renewed her assault. She landed hard vicious strokes all over my ass and down my legs. It felt like the skin was being burnt off. Mistress Vikki still pressed her boot against the back of my neck, pinning me down. As Mistress Chang continued to beat me I began to cry. The pain was just too much for me to handle; tears started pouring down my cheeks. Mistress Chang saw my tears and continued my whipping while wearing a much larger grin.

She eventually stopped beating me with her crop and then knelt down behind me. She blew cool air over my burning skin and gently rubbed her fingers over the welts. She enjoyed her results. After taking my cock in one hand she stroked it gently. “What a good boy. What a good boy you are. Did you cry? Did the bad lady hurt you too much? Is the poor little baby crying? Poor little boy.” She mocked me as she teased my growing cock. “Vikki, let him up.”

‘Yes Mistress,” replied Vikki. She took her weight off my neck and then jerked up on my leash. “Get up slave, up on your knees, come on.” She jerked up hard again and then pulled me upright onto my knees.

Mistress Chang took hold of my leash and then pulled me towards the bed. I shuffled forward until I was within an arms length of the bed. She now sat directly in front of me. She held my leash as she spread her legs wide while staring down into my eyes. “Vikki,” she called, “Come.” Vikki walked forward and then swung her leg over Mistress Chang's lap, straddling her waist. They fell into a deep embrace: kissing, groping, tonguing and rubbing. My presence was ignored. My erection pointed towards them. I longed for everything and anything but my bonds held tight.

Mistress Chang removed Vikki's top, her skirt and then her panties. Vikki's beautiful naked form tormented my senses. Vikki removed Mistress Chang's pink corset and her sheer top. When she slipped Mistress Chang out of her black lace sheer top, Mistress Chang's amazing melon breasts bounced, swayed and jiggled. I groaned audibly into my gag and shuffled slightly forward. Mistress Chang looked up at me momentarily, and then smirked to herself at my reaction. Vikki then pulled Mistress Chang's short black lace shorts down to her ankles, exposing Mistress Chang's succulent bare slit. Her smell permeated my nostrils as I uncontrollably edged closer. Mistress Chang's eyes snapped upwards, “Move one quarter of an inch more and you'll regret it.”

I froze instantly and then hung my head in frustration and submission. I watched as Mistress Vikki licked seductively first Mistress Chang's nipples then her smooth wet pussy. I licked the inside of my ball gag over and over as I watched Vikki perform right before me. Vikki continued to service Mistress Chang's body; the room seemed to get hotter and more humid. I could see the sexual tension building within Mistress Chang; she pushed Vikki's head away roughly.

Mistress Chang stood up in front of me. Her pussy was wet and actually dripping down the inside of her leg. She positioned her pussy inches away from my face. “You want some slut?” she teased. “Hmmm you really want some you pathetic little slut?”

I was now sweating and breathing heavily while blood pounded through my body. Desperately I nodded my head in anxious compliance.

“You're going to get it slut,” said Mistress Chang coldly who then went over to the suitcase with Mistress Vikki. They returned with the instruments of my ruin. They stood before me as they strapped on two of the largest dildos I had ever seen. Once they finished securing the harnesses, the strap-on dildos bobbed and wobbled in front of my face like two giant cocks. Grinning and stroking their cocks, they enjoyed my shock and horror. “See if it has sucked any cock before,” Mistress Chang implored. Mistress Vikki unbuckled my ball gag while poking her strap-on into my cheek. She pulled the ball gag from my mouth. Before I could even stretch the soreness from my jaw she stuffed her cock roughly into my mouth.

“Suck it bitch!” she commanded. I didn't suck it. I needed all my concentration to catch small breaths in between thrusts of her cock. She drove it in and out, hitting the top of my throat each time. Coughing and choking I was desperate for breath. Mistress Vikki had a firm grasp of my hair. She pushed a bit deeper and suddenly I was out of control. I heaved as Mistress Vikki expertly moved aside just in time. I threw up on the carpet. “I think it's his first time Mistress,” said Mistress Vikki as they both looked down at me and the mess that I had made.

“You had better tip your maid well you disgusting pig,” said Mistress Chang. She took my leash and used it to lead me five feet away from the vomit. Mistress Vikki pushed her cock into my mouth again. She used it to ram the back of my mouth repeatedly. Then she slowed her pace and gripped my head firmly. Pushing with her hips she began to force it right down my throat. I was breathless and gagging as I dry heaved on her cock. Still she held it in and mercilessly drove it in deeper. After she had it three quarters the way in she pulled it back out and allowed me to take a few deep breaths. Mistress Vikki then plunged it back into my mouth and pushed again deep into my throat. She quickly reached three quarters depth and then she pushed even harder.

“Take it bitch!” she screamed. She kept going and soon the whole cock was down my throat. I couldn't breathe and it felt like my throat was being stretched like a birthday balloon. She pulled back, she allowed me to get a single breath and then she plunged it back in, pushing it in right down to the base and held it there. My face turned deep red until she relented and fell back. I gulped and gasped for air. “I think he's ready Mistress.”

“O.K. cock sucking slut. Look up here, in my eyes. You have made her cock cum once slut. You're going to have to make mine cum twice before you're done you cock sucking whore. Now get to work,” said Mistress Chang. Plunging her slightly thicker strap-on cock into my mouth, she stabbed hard into the top of my throat. If it was a real cock I would have left teeth marks all over it. This cock felt nothing, not even mercy. Working my hole, she began forcing it in deep. She pushed it in relentlessly, all the way to the base and then held it there. My body shook violently, demanding air. She pulled out slightly which allowed me to inhale through my nose. Half way through my breath she jabbed it back in hard. I lost all control. Mistress Chang withdrew quickly and stepped back as I vomited more stomach contents onto the floor. Choking and gagging, I gasped for breath in between spitting bits of my dinner from my mouth.

“Well done whore. That's two cums. One more,” Mistress Chang told me as she pulled my head up by the hair and stuffed her strap-on back into my mouth. I soon fell into a trace as she began to pump my throat anew. Fucking it deeply, increasing her pace faster and harder. It was beyond me how my throat was taking this brutality. She found a steady rhythm and I fought at every stroke for air. My gagging threatened to choke me to death. Her pace quickened as did the total desperation of my body. I frantically yanked and pulled at my bonds. They held tight as did her hold on my head. My whole body came to a climax of exhaustion and abuse. Mistress Chang reacted by letting me fall to the floor in choking convulsions, spewing the last of my stomach contents onto the floor. Taking huge breaths through my own vomit, I laid there recovering. They stood over me, grinning broadly. “You're a good cock sucker. I bet you do it all the time.” They both laughed.

“He loves it. I bet he does do it all the time. He just wanted more and more cock. Look at him. He still wants more cock. What a total slut,” said Mistress Vikki. They laughed again and exchanged a high-five.

“There's only one thing to do with a total slut,” said Mistress Chang. Mistress Vikki yanked me up by my leash. I was forced back up onto my knees. I expected my mouth to be assaulted again. But instead they led me across the room. I shuffled along on my knees and was then bent over the side of a hard wooden chair. My head and shoulders hung over one end while my stomach rested on the cool wood. My chain leash was rapped around one of the leg supports so I couldn't sit up. Mistress Vikki then sat down on my back.

“Oh, what a comfy chair this is,” cooed Mistress Vikki as she wiggled her ass a bit. Mistress Chang returned from the open suitcase with a much shorter dildo which was attached to a single strap harness. I looked at it with some relief as she handed it to Vikki. It was much smaller.

“He's going to need this. We don't want him to wake up the whole hotel,” explained Mistress Chang.

“Yes Mistress,” replied Mistress Vikki. She stuffed the dildo into my mouth and secured it behind my head with a leather strap. The dildo extended to the back of my mouth but I could still breathe easily. I could no longer scream. Mistress Chang moved close behind me and pulled out the butt plug with a jerk. I then felt a cool lathering of something slick and wet. The butt plug was pushed into my ass again. I could feel it was covered with more lubricant as she worked it in and out three times. The process was repeated making my asshole sloppy and wet. I was a stuck pig being greased up for the slaughter. I could hear her stroking her strap-on cock. I twisted my head but I could not see behind me. A shiver of panic swept through my body.

“Please. Please. Please don't do it,” I begged wordlessly into my gag. She stopped stroking her cock, and I could almost feel her grinning down at me. She positioned herself at my red welted ass.

“Slut. You're about to enter a whole new world,” she said. Her left hand griped my hip as a hard direct pressure formed at the center of my asshole. Slowly, surely, and painfully the huge dildo was pushed into my ass. I screamed into my penis gag. The dildo hit its thickest point and stretched me to a new size. She continued to push her cock relentlessly inside. Screaming and crying into my gag, I fought against my bonds. But there was nothing I could do to stop it. Still she pushed it deeper and deeper. Thick strings of saliva dripped down from my cock gag. Both women were silent and serious as her penetration continued. She stopped. “See it isn't that bad slut,” she laughed. “It's three quarters in now. Not much to go slut. You want the whole thing don't you? I bet you do. Even if you don't you're going to get it anyway.” She pulled it out slowly. Mistress Chang stopped; then she pushed it back in. My squirming did nothing as she began using long steady strokes.

“Oh yes,” Mistress Vikki moaned. “Oh yes. Fuck this bitch. Fuck him Mistress. Fuck this pathetic slut. Teach this bitch a lesson he will never forget.”

Mistress Chang moaned in agreement and increased her speed. She was fucking her huge strap-on cock it into my ass at a steady rhythm now. Every few strokes I could feel her push extra hard which made her cock plunge to new depths.

“Oh yes. Fuck him. Fuck him Mistress. Hurt this bitch. Hurt him,” encouraged Mistress Vikki. Both their breath rates had greatly increased. I was panting now, and almost short for breath. I thought that Mistress Chang agreed with Vikki's desires and started fucking me even harder. I was pinned tight by Mistress Vikki's weight. The pain was unbearable. Soon Mistress Chang was using hard jabbing strokes.

“Take it. Take it bitch. Oh yea,” said Mistress Chang. The soft skin of her hips brushed the burning skin of my cheeks. She built her rhythm into hard pummeling strokes. My high pitched squealing mixed in with the slapping of her hips against my ass. Pumping hard and harder, slapping my burning welted ass, she fucked me with much of her strength. I could barely see with all the tears streaming down my face. Gripping both hips for more leverage, she hammered and brutalized my asshole mercilessly.

After what seemed like an entire hour of pain, she stopped. She pulled out and now stood beside me. Her skin glowed with perspiration. She had the look of someone who had just finished a major workout. Her eyes were dilated; her face looked relaxed and yet contorted with an uncontrollable grin.

“Your turn Vikki,” said Mistress Chang. Vikki stood up. This allowed me to take one full breath before Mistress Chang's full weight slammed down onto me. “You're right. This is a comfy chair.”

Mistress Vikki rubbed the head of her strap-on up and down my asshole. Then all at once she drove it into my ass; she drove it in all the way to the hilt. Mistress Vikki really wanted to hurt this bitch. Mistress Chang watched her slave release her frustrations on my ass for ten minutes. I was sure it was nothing she hadn't seen before.

“That was a good work out and I'm starting to cool down. I need to shower and make a few arrangements. I'll be back in an hour or two. Keep going. Have a good work out my pet,” said Mistress Chang to Vikki.

“Yes Mistress,” replied Mistress Vikki. She continued to hammer my brutalized asshole.

Mistress Chang stood up, taking her weight off my aching back. She strode towards the door behind me and was gone. I wondered if she had put something on quickly before she stepped out the door. I imagined her walking through the halls and down the elevator to her room wearing nothing but her purple spike heeled boots and her large strap-on cock. She is going to give someone a heart attack; if they are lucky.