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“It’ll be OK, Katie.” God, that was stupid. What was I even thinking?! I kept my head down, but I could see him pause with his assault. Katie heard me and looked my way. Her deep brown, eyes flashed momentarily, searching for a sign of hope from our hopeless situation.

And he became enraged. Perhaps even unhinged. He grabbed Katie’s blowse with both enormous hands and violently tore it open. Katie bit down on her lip to prevent a screech from escaping. Buttons popped and flew in every direction. The only sound in the room was his heavy panting and the sound of the buttons bouncing around the stone floor.

“Oh, you’re STILL here.” He spat the words at me with smugness born from the terror he was instilling in Katie. He was very proud of himself. “Get THAT into long-term storage.” Two of his men appeared from somewhere behind me as if they stepped out of shadows. “I’m not making the mistake with YOU that I made with THAT cunt,” he raged at Katie.

He grabbed a tight fistful of Katie’s silky hair and jerked her head backwards. He reached behind her with his other hand and tore at the zipper of her skirt. His mouth engulfed one of her perky boobs. His head rolled about as he switched between sucking and licking. Katie’s moans seemed more of suffering than pleasure.

He had her skirt ripped down below her knees by now. I couldn’t help but gawk. Katie was a sight. She had the firmness of youth combined with proper living and excellent genetics. She was supple and smooth. Katie’s feminine curves were undeniably ideal. How I used to hate the way MY readers flocked to her posts and stories, especially ones where she featured selfies.

As his men cut my exhausted arms down and began tying them behind my back, my thoughts went to Katie. He was punishing her because of what I did. He was going to fuck her every harsh way his sadistic mind could come up with. He was going to humiliate and torment her without mercy. He was going to destroy her, and the beautiful light inside of her because he isn’t a Master who used dominance to support and train his submissive. No. He is a narcissist and a sadist who used dominance to torture others so that their agony will drown out the voices of his own inadequacy.

No longer satisfied with her tits, he took hold of the black, lacy panties Katie adorned for the occasion. He lifted her ass off of the cold floor with the force he used to rip them off of her. This time, Katie was not able to contain a painful yelp which caused him to cackle. He took that tattered bit of ruined fabric and stuffed it in her mouth. She began to weep as his fingers fumbled over her body, clumsy and harsh. I cringed as Katie recoiled from his touch. “Concentrate damn it,” I thought as the two men lashed my arms to my sides with coils of cotton rope. But it was no use. I could not stop watching and envying the monster who had taken Katie’s body for his playground. The men had just finished with my wrists and were approaching with a ring gag. Now was my last chance to make a long shot play. My only play.

“You know you’re doing that all wrong, don’t you?!” The two men forced the rubber coated metal ring inside my mouth. They were in front of me, blocking my view, as they buckled the strap behind my neck. I held my breath and waited.