Part 65 (1/2)

”Oh G.o.d.” She hung her head in defeat, tears falling from her eyes again. I glanced over at Sheila, who was looking positively sick at this exchange.

I traced my fingers slowly up Jane's leg, under her dress, savouring the feel of her silken skin. She cried out a bit at the touch, but didn't move. She was probably sensitive all over her body from the shock I'd forced her to endure. I couldn't imagine how Sheila had taken a shock at a higher level if Jane was having this much trouble at level one. And I could see how higher levels might be lethal.

I carefully felt for the tape between Jane's legs and carefully peeled it from her skin. She cried out again, as the tape lifted some of her spa.r.s.e pubic hair with it. But that indignity couldn't have been anywhere near as bad as what she had endured earlier.

I slowly eased the probe from her sore v.a.g.i.n.a as she gasped. She sighed in relief as I pulled the s.h.i.+ny phallus out from under her dress.

”Thank-you,” she whispered as she was relieved of her violation and the source of her torture.

”Feel better?”

”Much. But please don't do this to Elizabeth. She doesn't deserve it.”

”I know she doesn't, sweetheart. I know.”

”Why then? What can I offer you not to do it.”

”Your b.r.e.a.s.t.s?”

”My b.r.e.a.s.t.s? You already have them. They're yours.”

”Beg me to whip them.”

”You know I will. As much and as long as you like.”

”Don't scream when I hit them?”

”Oh G.o.d. Please. You know I can't do that. Gag me if you want me to be quiet. Please.”

”Try. You'll have lots of motivation.”

”Will trying be good enough? Will you shock her anyway if I scream?”

”Hold off screaming for the first five. How's that?”

”And you'll let her out of the shocks?”

”Yes. But I don't promise that I won't hit her b.r.e.a.s.t.s as well.”

”Oh G.o.d. Alright. I'll try. What if I fail?”

”You won't. But if you do, I'll shock her. And I'll increase the shocks to level two.”

”You b.a.s.t.a.r.d. So it's all up to me.”

”You begged me to let you offer something. I was just going to give her one more small dose. You raised the stakes here.”

”Oh G.o.d. I'm sorry.”

”You still have the choice. I don't really mind either way.”

”You are a monster. You know that? I'm not sure if I can keep quiet.”

I smiled at her. ”You did during the electricity thing.”

”That took every ounce of my strength. I'm not sure I can do it again. Please. Just let us go. We've suffered for you enough.”

”Janey? Sweety? Do you want to try this, or not?”

”Oh G.o.d. You son of a b.i.t.c.h. I don't have a choice, do I? I'll try. I can't watch her go through that again. Knowing it was because I couldn't stop it.”

”Jane. Please don't. I might pa.s.s out, but I won't feel anything if I do. Let me do this. I got us into this,” Elizabeth pleaded with her from her tether. ”I. I have to do this.”

Jane whispered to her, ”I'm sorry. I have to do this as well. He could do all this anyway to me. Don't you see? He's giving me a chance here. He didn't have to. I have to try.”

I carried the silver probe over to Elizabeth and knelt in front of her.

”Elizabeth, I know that this is going to be hard, but you have to do this. Otherwise, I'm going to make it a lot worse on you. Okay?”

”What do you want me to do?”

”I want you to hold this thing in your mouth.”

”But. Please. It's been in her.”

”I know, baby. If Jane fails, then you still have to hold it while I press that b.u.t.ton.”

”I can't do that.”

”You'll have to.”

”Oh G.o.d. Please don't do this.”

”Kiss it.” I held the device of torment to her lips. She wrinkled her pretty nose and pressed her lips together, refusing to touch it with her mouth.

”I'm going to give you one more chance, Elizabeth. Don't do this to yourself.” My fingers stole up under her bound body and caressed her right nipple gently, the unclamped one. She gasped but still refused.

”Elizabeth. Sweety. Do what he says. Don't you remember how much it hurts? He'll shock you until you do what he says. My p.u.s.s.y still aches, I'm sure your's does too. Just hold it. I'll make sure you don't get shocked again. I don't taste that bad,” Jane coaxed the girl from her bonds.

Tears welled in Elizabeth's eyes as she regarded me, a mixture of fear and anger in her eyes. She pressed herself forward against the bonds and quickly touched her lips to the slick probe, tasting Jane. I pressed the tip of the phallus against her lips and she reluctantly opened them, allowing me to press the thing into her warm mouth. I watched as she was forced to provide some suction with her cheeks to hold the thing in her mouth. She moaned a bit, but succeeding in controlling her instincts to push it out. She was effectively gagging herself. She actually looked quite beautiful, but I'm sure she wouldn't have thought so.

I moved back over to Jane.

”You ready?”