From the Witchfinder's Files, Tale II: The Innocent Malice

She looked over at her as she was laid there, her ankles and wrists all restrained and she was not moving. Walking over to her side she looked down at her, seeing her naked body she stood there before reaching out and placing a hand on the top of her thigh, she glanced back at him as her hand slipped up her thigh and moved between her legs and for the first time she felt the girls pussy.
 
"I see you know what I mean", he grinned, "a bit more feeling, though! Impress her with our hospitality!"

He walked over to the rack and grabbed Jayne's hand, gently moving it in and out of the chained girl, while his other hand stroked her face, trying to see when she would be fully awake and ready for more questioning.
 
Jayne gasped as he grabbed her hand and pushed a finger inside her as she watched him walk around and look down at her she watched as his hand went to her cheek and fearful he would do something to hurt her she lipped a second finger in using other fingers to rub her clit. Watching his every move she was even a little thankful that eventually the girl moved, just a little, stiring and then her head was moving from side to side and as she pushed her fingers in harder and deeper she saw a flicker in the girls eyes.
 
"She seems to be recovering! Don't stop!", the Witchfinder shouted entirely too cheerfully for such a place. At the same time, his hands were caressing the breasts of the girl chained to the rack. Later, he would do the same to Jayne, but first things first. She would learn to be brutal, or she would suffer, and as soon as the girl woke up, the lessons in cruelty would recommence.

"What else can you do to her? Show some creativity!", he called over his shoulder, still in this disturbingly upbeat tone.
 
Glancing up at him and then at the girl and hopeful that it would be ok she leaned over, leaning over one of the strapped down leg she moved her fingers out of the way and insted of them flicking at the girls clit it was now her tongue and she heard for the first time a moan come from the girl. She kept pushing two fingers in and out of her as she turned looking up over her body desperately hoping she would just talk. She was more and more awake now and she could feel the girl tensing at the restrains and she even felt her becoming wetter and wetter and the moans now were almost continuous and filling the room.
 
He watched her excite the girl with her tongue and grinned. "Excellent! You have done this before, haven't you?"

As she was bent over the rack, he started gently putting his cupped hands around her butt and caressing it. Her flesh felt nice and firm, if a little thinner now that she had been in the dungeon for so long. He could clearly feel her bones underneath her skin as he moved his fingertips further up, towards her hips, and pressed even closer. Now his legs were touching hers, and the tip of his erect penis was just barely brushing the inside of her left thigh.
 
Jayne ignored his touches and pushed her head down and licked harder and faster. Her tongue teased and flicked at her clit as she pushed two fingers under her chin against her and slid them into her pushing them deep into her hot wet pussy as she felt his hands now moving more and more all over her.
 
His penis was now fully erect and throbbing as he rubbed it against her bellybutton, breathing heavily as he felt her move against its tip.

His hands played with her hair and caressed her ears while he took in the entire scene. This was so exciting, he would just have to satisfy all that she was arousing in him. Later, though. For the moment, he was content with watching her expertly doing what she was, apparently, very good at.
 
Jayne lifted her head looking at him, she brought her other hand to rub at her clit and in the restraints she moaned and squirmed. Jayne's fingers teasing her more and more and her cries getting louder and louder until she arched up in them cumming hard over her fingers. Jayne slipped them out of her and stood leaving the girl tied down to the table panting as her cum dripped down in between her legs. She looked at him gave a smile and licked at her fingers.
 
He could not help but smile at how she licked her fingers. She was clearly savouring this!

"Good! Good!", he cooed, patting his prisoner on the head. "Now let us get this nasty business of getting a confession out of that stubborn mule over, and then you can show some more of your skill - for me, this time."

The girl on the rack was more awake now, though she was clearly exhausted, afraid and ashamed after what had just happened. Well - good enough for his purposes.

"Now take the handle of the rack again!", he commanded, serious again.
 
Jayne glanced over and walked over to it sliding her hands around the handle she gripped tight on it as she looked up at him.
 
With his hands resting lightly on her butt, he gave her an encouraging squeeze and said quietly: "Go ahead, turn the handle. Show me the strength you have in that lovely body of yours."
 
She jumped at the first touch of his hand, and trying to calm herself she gripped the handle tight and pushed down on it. She felt it turn, hear it turn. And she heard the scream fill the room as she turned the handle more and more.
 
The girl on the rack was in pain now, her face distorted with shock at the sudden strain on her muscles.

Jayne seemed to be in pain, too - was she horrified at all the agony she was causing? It did not matter. He continued stroking her from behind as she leaned into the lever.
 
She felt the handle click once more and she relaxed a little on it, though it kept the pressure on the girl. But she could feel his hand and she closed her eyes. All she could hear was the screaming, all she could feel was his hand and before she had even known she had done it she had shuffled her feet just a little wider apart.
 
He could feel exactly what she wanted - and what would it hurt to reward her a little now that she was finally helping him with his work? Almost unconsciously, his right hand slipped to the inside of her legs, stroking her thighs and tickling her there.
 
Jayne gasped, closed her eyes and let the handle go but gripped the edge of the table, bending over a little more and pushing back against his fingers. She leaned over finding herself looking right down at one of the girls outstretched arms, leaning over a little further her forehead came to rest against it and she heard a groan from the girl just as she herself gasped as she felt his finger push into her.
 
He pressed his body closely against her back and whispered into her ear, still tickling her between the legs:

"It is so very unfortunate we had to meet under these circumstances... so very unfortunate. Had I only been given the chance to bring us two together of your own free will..."
 
"Yes" was all she could manage her legs shaking and nearly giving away as she pushed herself up and saw the girl looking straight up at her, her mouth open panting and trembling as she felt his fingers teasing her.
 
His fingers moved slightly upwards in small circles, the suffering girl on the rack forgotten as he concentrated entirely on Jane's body, her heartbeat throbbing, her breath heaving.

"You could have tempted me to give up my profession, to go somewhere else with you. But you had to be a witch. Dumb girl..."

That last part sounded more affectionate than he had intended to, and this surprised him.
 
With each breathe she breathed harder and harder shaking and trembling at the feel of his fingers. "Then take me, take me now" she said gasping it all out quickly between deep breathes as her legs got weaker and weaker.
 
She did not need to tell him... he lifted her light body on top of the rack, putting her on her back, legs spread wide. After a moment, he climbed on top of her, accompanied by a gasp from the poor girl under them who now had to endure two people on top of her in addition to the agony of the stretching. He did not care. His work was forgotten, he wanted her, and with feverish haste, he made his first thrust into Jane.
 
She was surprised by his sudden hands and could not stop herself from letting out a brief scream of shock as she was lifted. She found herself on top of the girl and tried and put her hands next to the girls legs and her knees straddled her body.

She felt him climb up behind her and closed her eyes and tried hard not to cry out as her head was yanked back as he grabbed her hair. Her eyes closed tight she bit her lip as she felt him enter her and his other hand gripping her hips tight she almost laid right on the girl strapped to the rack as he fucked her from behind.
 
All the sounds mixed - his excited grunts, her more surprised ones, and the pain-filled noises, deep under this mass of entangled bodies, of the girl on the rack. Jane was not very wet yet, having been surprised by his sudden thrust. He did not care. He did not want to hurt her, but he could not control himself, and besides, he did enjoy the roughness - otherwise, he would not have enjoyed his line of work as much as he did.

He continued thrusting, unrelentingly.
 
She laid there, eventually her arms letting go and she lay on the girl who was restrained to it and she moaned and eventually she felt him cumming inside her and then he had slipped out of her. Shaking still and hearing a moan from under her she slowly pulled herself up onto her hands and knees and a little shaky tried to climb back down backwards off of the girl.
 
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