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"I loved it, you bastard...and I hate you.." That bold spark brought itself up as she barely whispered, though hissed the words, completely wore out, sore, and the most tired she had been. Ally had never thought it was possible to hate someone, and love them at the same time, but she was doing that very thing right now. Her face was still hot with anger and dried tears. Still, she tried to pull herself away, that pulsing feeling comming from her pussy. She'd try and hide it as best she could. There was no way she was going to give up that easily.
 
I smiled, impressed by her boldness. "Well, I guess that's a start," I said smiling. I picked her up off the ground, as she weakly tried to escape. I put her back on the table. "You just lost your priveleges for a bed tonight. You'll sleep on the hard table tonight, ready to please me if at any time I come out during the night." I attached her hands to the front, pushed her legs up so her ass stuck up in the air again, and attached her legs. I gave her ass 3 hard spanks before retiring to the bed on the opposite side of the room. "Good night, Ally." I said, as I drifted off to sleep across the room from her.
 
Ally regretted her words the minute he spoke, but couldn't bring herself to cry now. No, her eyes were dry, and sore, every blink drawing her closer and closer to sleep. She didn't dare speak, deeply detesting the position, naked and bloody from the previous acts that had been used against her. Though none the less, those strands of pretty blonde hair framing her face, the air cold to her hot skin now, she tried her hardest to fall asleep.
 
As morning broke, I awoke in bed. I looked across the room and saw Ally tied up. I felt another familiar twitch of guilt. I was overcome by the horror of what I had done. I couldn't understand why I kept feeling these feelings of regret and sorrow. As I moped in sadness, the anger and rage came back and I reverted back. I stood up from bed, and approached her. Her eyes were closed in sleep, but I could tell she had gotten very little sleep the night before. I woke her up by giving her a hard slap on her ass. She awoke with a start. "Wake up, slut. We have a big day ahead of us."
 
Ally knew from the start that she wasn't where she was supposed to be. It was Saturday, no doubt, and she was supposed to be in bed, listening as the ten o' clock news came on with her dog Sammy. No, she wasn't there. Instead, she was laying on a metal table in perhaps one of the most uncomfortable positions, bare skin cold and clammy from the rough night she'd had. Clear enough she wasn't comfortable, and hadn't gotten much sleep, stirred every few hours by frightful nightmares, only to cry herself back to sleep later on. A sharp slap to her ass caused her to squeak in fright, jolting back to reality, only to find that nightmare hadn't been just a nightmare, but it had really happened. She was still there, feeling dirty and sore, her eyes the only thing that were granted a chance of relaxation. She snapped her gaze around, wide eyes glaring at him as best she could. She was almost afraid to think of what he might do to her next.
 
I gave her ass a few more hard slaps, watching her cringe in pain, as her cheek turned a reddish-pink from the force. I moved around to her front, and looked down at her. "You're awake. Good." I held her chin up, looking into her eyes. "We've got a lot to do today." I held my morning wood in her face, touching it to her lips. "I need a wake up, slut. Get to work. If you're good, maybe I'll loosen your legs."
 
Ally paused, wrinkling her brow and turning her head away in disgust. Already he was trying to get her to listen. Well, she certainly wasn't going to do what he was saying that easily, especially in the conditions she was in and...Ally paused. Her thoughts shifted back to those two slash marks, knowing that she would never have wanted them reopened, and would do anything she could to keep him from taking out that whip again. Almost grudgingly she turned her head back to his cock. She was hungry, she couldn't help notice, and at least he'd get her legs free if she did this. So, now not having to worry much back tears and pain distracting her, she opened her mouth, taking his cock in and sucking almost eagerly, unapparent weather or not she ment it. Ally had learned not too long ago that faking got you a long way.
 
She took me into her mouth, and I placed my hands on the back of her head, pushing her deeper onto me. "Let's hope you've improved," I told her. I reached my hand down to her chest and took her soft, yet firm breasts into my hand. I loved the feeling of her perfect breasts in my hands, they were one of my favorite of her features. I twisted at her nipples, as her tongue and lips massaged at my shaft. "Good job, slut. You're defiitely better."
 
Ally still hadn't gotten used to the feeling, wishing nothing more than to have him done and over with. Pushing her head forward as far as the awkward binds would allow, she sucked greedily on his cock, trying her hardest to smuggle those feelings of arousal coming from his playing with her breasts. No, she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that, if anything, she was enjoying it as well. She continued to suck greedily, none the less.
 
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