A Game Of Torture Ch. 3

In the first two chapters, a man is kidnapped by three women, taken to an unknown location, stripped, and whipped. They then spend several hours playing their game of "torture the captive." When the game is over, the winner collects her prize and the loser pays her forfeit. The victim is locked naked in a cage for the night.

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The cage I was in was made of rebar set about 2" apart. The bottom was open, but bolted to the floor, so the room's carpet was also the floor of the cage. It was a cube about three feet on a side. I couldn't stand or lie down, and with my hands behind I couldn't sit comfortably, either. Besides, my butt was on fire from all the abuse it had taken. I tried to bring my wrists past my feet to get my hands in front, but the cage was too small. It had been designed to keep someone miserable, and it was working fine. I maybe managed to sleep an hour all night.

The next morning, Ming was the first one downstairs. She opened the cage and took me over to the toilet, where she made me do my business. She had brought a bowl of cold oatmeal with her, and she made me lap it up like a dog. By the time I was done, the other two had returned to the room.

Candy said, "I bet you want to know what we have planned for today. Well, it's going to be a lot of fun for you. Really, you'll like this one. We drew lots for the order. Ming goes first, then me, and then Hannah. Each of us is going to give you a handjob, but there are some special rules. Once we start, we can slow or speed up, and we can go harder or softer, but we can't pause. We go as long as we think we can without letting you come, and then we stop. The one who can go the longest without you coming wins."

"There are a couple of special rules. First, to make it even, we are going to get you real excited, and then wait two hours to start. After Ming's turn, we are going to wait another two hours, and then I will have my turn. After my turn, we'll wait two hours again before Hannah starts. When we're done, the winner can do whatever she wants to you for two hours, and you already know what the loser has to do. Oh, and if one of us accidentally lets you come, they automatically lose big and the contest is between the other two of us."

Well, I had to admit, this didn't sound so bad. OK, the two hours at the end could be pretty grim, but the rest sounded pretty good. They tied me down to the table, and then they took turns playing with me. Candy started, and she mostly tickled me with her nails, running them up and down my cock and swirling them around my balls. Just when I thought I would go mad, she stopped, and a few minutes later, Ming started. She grasped my cock in both of her tiny hands and then started moving them up and down and kind of fluttering her fingers at the same time. In a few minutes I was arching my back and gasping for breath. Then she stopped.

A few minutes later, Hannah started. After a few strokes with her fingers had me fully hard again, she slid her mouth over my cock as smooth as a space docking. She slid up and down, and every time she slid up, her tongue played a polka on my glans. Every time she slid down, her throat grabbed me with ripples of contractions. Like I said yesterday, she's really good at this. What seemed like a millisecond before I came, she stopped.

Hannah stepped forward and looked down into my face. She was smiling. Ming was giggling, and Candy was laughing out loud. I was moaning and arching my hips. Hannah smiled a little wider and said, "Close, wasn't it? We'll see you in two hours."

I fell asleep for most of the two hours. It surprised me, as frustrated as I was, but I was still wiped out from the lack of sleep in the cage. I woke up to Candy shaking my shoulder. "Wakee, wakee. It's time for Ming."

Ming started running her hands up and down my cock so lightly I almost couldn't feel it. It was oh so slow and like a feather. Up and down, and never touching the head. She kept on and on like that, and my excitement kept building and building. I thought it had been much longer, but when she stopped, Candy said, "22 minutes, 17 seconds. Not bad." As they left, she said, "See you in two hours."

I slept again, but fitfully this time. I was dreaming, and in my dreams I was doing some very interesting things to the three women. Hannah shook me awake this time. I looked up to see Candy spreading lube on her hands.

She came over and stood over me. Her technique was something I had never experienced before. She wrapped one hand around the base of my penis and slid her hand toward the end. As soon as there was room, she wrapped her other hand around it and continued the motion. When the first hand slid off the end she just moved it to the base, grabbed ever so lightly and continued. It was like she was climbing hand over hand up a slippery rope. It was like I was pulling out of the world's longest cunt. Never in. Always out.

She just kept doing that, slowly and lightly. It never changed. After what seemed like hours, I was finally getting close, and then she stopped. Hannah said, "28 minutes, 44 seconds. You're in first place." Candy looked at me and winked. "See you in a couple of hours."

This time I didn't sleep at all. All I could think about was sex, and how bad I needed to come. My balls were throbbing from the pressure. I couldn't wait until they returned. When they did, I was already hard, waiting for Hannah.

Hannah climbed up on the table and straddled my chest, facing my genitals. She used two fingers and the thumb of her right hand, and she ran them up and down my penis ever so slowly. Then, after a few strokes, she would suddenly do two or three strokes much faster. There was no pattern. Sometimes there would be only two or three slow strokes, and sometimes there would be ten. Then she would do the fast strokes again.

After only a minute or two of this, I was right on the absolute brink of coming. I have never been so close, but I couldn't get over the edge. The random pattern somehow prevented me from mentally taking that last step. I yelled and bucked and moaned and tried to come, but I couldn't. Hannah kept me like that, right at the very edge, until I thought I would pass out. When she finally stopped, Candy said, "34 minutes, 12 seconds." And then I came.

Ming started giggling, and Candy just said, "Too bad, Hannah." Then she started laughing.

Hannah said, "No way, I was done."

Candy stopped laughing long enough to say, "You know the rules. If the guy comes within one minute of your stopping, you lose big." Candy started laughing again.

Hannah had her mouth open like she was going to say something, but she didn't say anything. She looked like she was going to cry. I didn't know what this was all about.

It didn't matter anyway. Candy had me tied onto the same device where I had spent two hours serving Ming's cunt. She stripped, and I finally saw the gorgeous body. She knelt over my face on the padded benches, and told Ming to get a riding crop. She said, "Swat him hard across the balls every three minutes, and don't stop until the two hours are up."

Then she lowered her cunt over my mouth, and the first blow fell. I screamed into her cunt, and Candy laughed. It was the longest two hours of my life. Candy came maybe 10 times in the two hours, and Ming just kept bringing that crop down over my balls every three minutes. When Candy got up after the two hours, I was sobbing openly and begging them to please not hurt me any more.

When Candy was done, it was Ming's turn. She stripped and started licking my balls with her tiny tongue. It was heavenly. After a long time, she moved to my rising cock. Hannah was more direct, but Ming was skilled and subtle. She spent an hour, and when I finally came, it was great.

That was when I got the surprise of my life. Ming and Candy took Hannah over to the electric bed. She stripped when they told her to, and then they had her get on the bed and put the restraints on her. When she was fully secured, they came over to me. They took me off the device and cuffed my hands together. Then they led me over to the table. There was a ring of keys on the table.

Candy looked me in the eye and said, "OK, it's 7pm, and she's all yours until tomorrow morning at 9am. If you kill her or injure her permanently, we'll torture you to death, but, except for that, you can do anything you want to her. The keys on the table fit everything in the room except the exits. Have a good time."

After Candy and Ming left, I walked the few steps to stand over Hannah. She looked scared. I just smiled. "Well, where should we start? Do you think I should whip your tits first, or your cunt?"

She looked up at me and tried to smile. "You don't have to hurt me. I'll blow you all night if you want. You know I'm good at it. Please."

"What if I want to hurt you? I owe you ladies something for the past couple of days. Wait right here. I'll be right back. I need to get something."

I went back to the table and stood there for a couple of minutes. Then I laughed evilly and picked up the key ring.

When I got back to Hannah, she was shaking, and there were tears in her eyes. I smiled down at her for a minute or so, as she got more and more frightened. Then I took the keys and let her go. She stood up on the other side of the table from me, and just stared at me.

I told her to take her pick of places in the room and to leave me alone until morning. She stared at me in amazement, and then started laughing. She laughed until tears were running down her cheeks.

I was turning red. I asked her what was so funny. She said, "It's just like the joke."

"What joke," I answered.

"You know," she said, "The one about what do you call a fierce warrior who captures 10,000 women and doesn't rape any of them?"

"So," I said, "What do you call him?"

"Attila the schmuck!" She started laughing again.

Now I was getting angry. I had tried to be nice. "OK," I shouted, "maybe I will rape you, since that's what you want."

"Too late, sissy boy," she answered. Then she came over to me. Without warning she slapped my face hard, and then kneed me in the groin. Then she punched me right in the jaw. I went down. Everything was suddenly very fuzzy. I rolled away from her, under the table, and got up on the other side. As I got up, she was still laughing at me. "Still think you can rape me, sissy boy?"

I shook my head to clear it, and started mentally reciting my personal mantra. "Fear is the mind killer." I had read it years ago in the book, "Dune." It had served me well. As I recited it to myself, it was like a cold wind hitting a fogged bathroom mirror. Things cleared. I moved into the open area behind me.

"Come on, bitch. You want to fight, let's fight." She was still laughing as she approached me. I had never actually had to fight a person before, not a real fight, and judo is the gentle art, but suddenly, it was like I was in tournament. I could almost feel the tatamis under my feet. Although naked, I could feel my judogis. I am godan, and the black belt tied around my hips was 5th dan.

She approached unwary. I stepped in a bit with my right foot, grabbed her shoulders, and my left foot swept her feet, landing her on her back. It was okuri ashi harai, a sliding foot sweep. I sprang back. When she stood, I stepped into her, putting my left foot behind her right, and pushed her over backward. Ko uchi gari. This time she was wary as she got up.

She charged, and I let her come. As she struck, I brought my right knee up into her belly and wrapped around her back, letting myself fall backward, and flipped her over my head. Sumi gaeshi. She leaped up and tried to come in low. As she tried to put her head into my gut, I lay over her back, wrapped around her torso, and went over backward, again flipping her over my head. Tarawa gaeshi.

This time she got up and stood waiting for me. I moved toward her, then swerved to her right side. My left hand grabbed her right elbow, and my right arm went over her right shoulder. I pressed my right upper arm into the side of her neck, and with my right leg I stepped behind her right leg and hip. Then I brought her over my leg and hip and threw her to the floor on her back. O soto makikomi. And this time I followed up my advantage, dropping my right knee into her solar plexus, and knocking the wind out of her.

By the time she got her wind back, I had locked her hands behind her back with leather cuffs. I grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet. I held her head down by my hip, forcing her to walk bent over at the waist, and led her across the room to a chair. I sat on the chair and pulled her across my lap. Then I spanked her. I started slow, but once I got warmed up I spanked her hard and fast, and I spanked her for a long time. At first, she struggled and yelled at me, but soon she quit struggling and just sobbed. When I was done, she was crying out loud. I pushed her off my lap, dumping her onto the floor, got up, and left her there.

I took the bed, and left her sobbing on the floor. I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the bed, but I was awakened sometime later by a wonderful feeling on my cock. I sat up and grabbed Hannah by the hair, pulling her off. "Please," she said, "I need you. Please take me." I stood up, but pushed her to her knees.

"Why should I do what you want?" I asked, holding her head back by her hair so she was looking straight up at the ceiling. I'm not a passive guy by nature, and being held captive and tortured for a couple of days had me a bit on edge. I was definitely starting to lose my good mood.

Hannah was crying again. "Please, I'm begging. Nobody ever made me feel like this. I want you so bad. I want to make love to you. I'll do whatever you want."

I told her to get on the bed. When she did, I promptly went down on her. I'm pretty good at that, at least that's what I've been told, and I'm persistent. Over the next 40 minutes I brought Hannah to at least five huge orgasms, and when she was close to a sixth, I started teasing her clit with my tongue. I kept her on the edge, never giving her quite enough to come.

Finally, I stood up and pressed the head of my cock against her cunt. "Beg me," I said.

I made her beg for it for ten minutes, rubbing my cockhead against her clit just enough to keep her close. She was sobbing in frustration. I had never seen a woman so out of control. "So," I said, "are you going to help me escape?"

"I'll do it, I promise. I didn't want to do this to begin with. I'll help you. I will. Please let me come."

I slammed my dick into her right up to the hilt. She started coming immediately, and she just kept coming the whole time I was stroking in and out of her. I took my time, and when I was done, she was incoherent. I kissed and fondled her while she returned to the land of the sane.

The first words she said surprised me. "I want to be your slave. Keep me forever. Please, Master."

I told her I'd think about it. "First, we have to put the arm on Ming and Candy. We'll just jump them when they come back in the morning."

Hannah looked scared again. "Candy won't be a problem, but what about Ming? She's really good. She won a silver medal in the Olympics."

It was my turn to be surprised. "She's Ming Nguyen? She's good, but I'll take her easy. I'm twice her size. Don't worry." The moment I said that, the scared look just disappeared.

We spent the rest of the time until morning talking about our plan. I asked if there were hidden cameras. She said no. I asked if she was sure. She said, "I ought to be sure. It's my house." I told her to shut up and suck my dick. Did I mention that she's really good at it? No, I mean she's really, REALLY good at it.