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The Jade Pavilion Book II : The Rise of Li Chang

Chapter 94 Cruel Betrayal

     Chapter 94   Cruel  Betrayal
    
     "Hurry up, whore!' Lin snapped, and THWICCKK!!  The bastinado ripped into
her tender feet a moment before Zheng's lash laid yet another stripe of pain
across the ripest curves of her buttocks.
    
     Straining desperately, Ming-tsu's warm, wet mouth found Lin's swollen
member.  "Ohhh ... yeahh... that's good.   That's real good, " the Drooler
moaned ecstatically as he wiped the froth of sexual excitement from the corner
of his mouth. "Go down on it, girl.  Deeper!  Deeper, damn it!!"
    
     Ming-tsu felt the Ox's scalding thongs rake her bottom again in response to
a gesture from Lin.  She tried her best to take the Drooler's entire phallus
into her mouth, but the iron T-post only permitted her to stretch so far. 
    
     Lin the Drooler reached forward and grabbed her by the hair forcefully and
jerked her closer, pulling Ming-tsu and the heavy torture post an inch or two
closer.  His sudden yank dragged her tortured breasts a little further along
their terrible journey through the rough stones and broken fragments in the
Sandbox. 
    
     Just as Ming-tsu took the excited boy's rigid member deep into her mouth,
she heard someone wrestling with the shackle that held her right ankle high on
the T-post. The shackle fell to the cellar floor noisily, but her leg continued
to be held in an iron grip high above her head.
    
     "Ooouuuuuuh, yeah ... Suck it, baby ... suck it good," Lin moaned with
pleasure as Ming-tsu bobbed her head up and down on his saliva-slick shaft. 
Moments later she felt the other ankle shackle fall away and felt big powerful
hands underneath her mid-thighs holding them up and apart.
    
     Dao squeezed her thighs tightly as he eyeballed the glistening pink slit
between her legs.  It was still damp and sticky from Zheng's gushing orgasm. 
Grunting with pleasure, Dao positioned his throbbing cock at the entrance to her
pleasure nook, admiring from his close-up perspective how Ming-tsu's curly
tendrils of pubic hair had been elegantly plucked from the edges of her labia,
leaving a narrow but eye-catching channel of starkly pink girl-flesh on either
side of her lovely pleasure-lotus. He noticed, too, the deep, raw indentation
the fierce-biting Seventh Cord had left on her moist pink flesh.  He stared at
Ming-tsu's tasty-looking love-cleft for a long moment as if mesmerized.  How, he
wondered briefly, had the Ox ever managed to wedge his huge bludgeon of man-meat
into such a dainty and exquisite orifice?
    
     Easily hefting her thighs in his brawny arms, so that Ming-tsu's nude body
remained on the same breast-crushing inclined plane that she had been since she
had been chained to the T-post, Dao slid his thick-veined cock gently downward
into Ming-tsu's semen-drenched pussy.  He groaned with pleasure as he felt her
pelvic muscles flutter sensually in response to his touch.
    
     The dungeon-master pushed forward and down again, feeling the walls of her
silken channel closing on his cockshaft. Dao emitted a gasp of pleasure that
seemed to rise from the depths of his sperm-choked testicles.
    
     The Drooler was pleased, too.  "Oooh, suck me, honey!" he exclaimed
rapturously. "Wrap that sweet mouth around it and suck, baby!  Just like you did
for uncle George!"
    
     As Ming-tsu's teasing mouth lavished oral caresses on Lin's manhood, she
felt Dao's cock slowly sliding in and out of her sensitive pleasure-nook.  Had
it not been for the damage left by the cord, his lust-rhythm would have been
almost pleasurable.  Was it possible that Richard Chan's dungeon-master,  one of
the arch-rapists of Shanghai, would prove to be a skillful lover?
    
     But just as that comforting thought flashed through her mind, Ming-tsu's
legs bounced as Dao re-positioned her body slightly so as to get better
leverage.  Then he thrust again, but this time with such force that her breasts
were crushed painfully into the Rock Garden.
    
     "Ugmph!" Ming-tsu gasped in a voice stifled by the boyish cock that filled
her pretty mouth. ''Umfphhfh!  Ungmfffhh!!" she grunted again as Dao eased up
and then thrust again and yet again, driving her face down deeper onto Lin's
cockshaft even as the detritus in the sandbox tore at her dark-nippled breasts.
    
     Dao's once-gentle thrusts were now punishing lunges, and just when Ming-tsu
thought that things could get no worse she heard the gaptoothed Scorpion  growl,
"Use the bastinado on her ass, big fella, and warm it up for me. Warm it up
good.  But watch where you swing that thing!  I only got one cock, you know!"
    
     Ming-tsu heard a menacing swoosh a moment later, as the  thin rod knifed
through the air before burying itself in the resilient flesh of her bottom-
cheeks. 
    
     Thwickkk!!!  "Aughmf!" Ming-tsu cried out in anguish, but a quick thrust
from Lin stifled her exclamation before it left her mouth.
    
     "Mmmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!! Dao grunted as his hips slammed into Ming-tsu's
upraised pelvis with savage abandon.
    
     Thwicckk!! The bamboo rod sliced across her buttock cleft again.
    
     "That's it, big guy!" Dao exulted as Ming-tsu's golden bottom began to take
on fresh and inviting tones of crimson.  He tightened his grip on Ming-tsu's
thighs and knifed his long, thick cock even deeper into her.
    
     "MPHGFF!!" Ming-tsu scream-choked as Dao's thrust scraped her sensitive
breasts against the archipelago of miniature Gibraltars in the Rock Garden and
forced her to swallow another inch of Lin's pulsing cock.
    
     THWICCKK!!! Another searing slash of the bastinado seared the ripe, rounded
summits of her cane-reddened buttocks.
    
     Dao was so excited he was ready to explode.  But with a heroic display of
self-control he restrained the urge to spend his seed.  Because there was one
final degradation, one supreme humiliation he wanted to inflict on this
once-proud beauty who had imagined herself to be a princess and his companions
to be thieves and scum.
    
             "Deep, baby, take it deep," Lin groaned with pleasure as Ming-tsu's
raven tresses swirled around his groin as he rocked her head up and down on his
throbbing organ.
    
      Ming-tsu was an accomplished fellatrix, but never had she been forced to
satisfy a man from such a difficult, degrading, and painful position.  But
pleasing her captors seemed to be her only escape route from torture and death. 
In trying to liberate her mind from her predicament she used her mouth as she
never had before, using her tongue, her lips and the sides and roof of her mouth
to surround Lin's cock in a moist cocoon of pleasure.
    
     But as she continued to worship the groaning boy's pillar of passion she
came to the realization that the cane had stopped falling on her tender bottom. 
And that Dao was withdrawing his man-pole from the depths of her love canal. 
But she had not felt his climax ...
    
     She redoubled her efforts on Lin, who had fallen back on the blanket
enraptured by her oral attentions.  His moans of pleasure grew louder and louder
as the sweet suction of Ming-tsu's lips and mouth transported him to an erotic
paradise. 
    
     "Ohh! ...Ohhh, shit!! ....  Yessss.... Suck it wench ...That's good ... so
...good.... Ooooh, yeah, use that nice warm tongue, girl... Suck it!! ...  
Harder !"   
    
     Sensing his approaching climax, Ming-tsu pulled her head away just in time
to watch as Lin's pale, saliva-slick phallus oscillated in the torchlight for a
final second before pumping a first jet of man-juice into her face.
    
     "Auh! Auhh!!  AHHH! Lin groaned in ecstasy, as he grabbed Ming-tsu's hair
so that she could not escape the gushing geysers of sperm that his cock spat at
her, striking her above one brown eye, and bombarding her soft cheek and moist
lips, with sticky ropes of semen.
    
     Meanwhile, Dao was breathing heavily as he pulled his cock-staff, dripping
with Ox-sperm,  from the honeyed velvet of Ming-tsu's pussy. He grunted noisily
as he adjusted his grip on her long, lithe, legs, widening the gap between them
and slightly changing the angle of declivity of her body.  He slid his
thigh-grip further up her legs, until the longish thumbs of his large hands
rested against the sensuous curves at the base of her buttocks.  Then, growling
with animalistic pleasure, he dug his thumbnails into the soft, sweet meat of
her derriere and then slowly pulled her cheeks apart.  As he did so, Dao felt
his horse-cock tighten with lust, as if it had a mind of its own, as if its one
dew-dripping eye had spied the puckering pink rosette that was to be its next
target.
    
       Ming-tsu turned her face quickly from side to side, trying to shake the
Drooler's dripping spunk from her face.  She froze in panic when she felt her
buttock ovals being spread, and she pulled her face away from the Drooler's
drooling dick, just as Dao placed the tip of his swollen cock against her nether
orifice. 
    
     "N-no!  Please!! It's  too  big ... Please ..."
    
     "Sorry, sweetie," Dao snarled as he screwed his hips forward trying to
wedge his rigid cock-shaft into the fleshy portal of her rectum. "I told you
hours ago you were gonna get it in the ass today. And you're gonna get it good! 
I wouldn't want the boys to think I'd let a lady down, now would I?"
    
     Lin giggled obscenely at Dao's ribald jest. "Yeah, girlie - we saw the size
of that dildo you had stashed away.  Don't make like you ain't never soaped 
that baby up and stuck it in so deep you couldn't hardly get it out!"
    
     Ming-tsu groaned, not because of Lin's remark, but because Dao's vigorous
movements were crushing her soft, pendulous breasts into the lacerating rocks
and the abrasive gravel.  She remembered how Dao had pressed his body against
her behind at every opportunity since the Scorpions had brought her to the Black
Pagoda. "Please ... I beg of you ... I'll suck you ... I'll suck you all.  I'll
please you... I promise."
    
     Dao was having trouble getting the proper leverage.  "Grab her left leg,
Ox... now pull it toward you.  That's it!" With Zheng taking one of Ming-tsu's
legs, the dungeonmaster's  left hand was now free and he slipped his thick index
finger, into Ming-tsu's puckered pink rosette and worked it around for a few
seconds, before pulling it out and uniting it with his middle finger and
screwing the conjoined digits into her bottomhole once again.  Ming-tsu squealed
in discomfort as the intrusive fingers probed her anal canal. 
    
     And then, suddenly, the flesh-plundering fingers were gone. 
    
     But a moment later she felt something thicker, longer, harder pressing
intently against her sensitive sphincter, teasing the crinkly ring.  Dao had
wrapped his left hand around his huge erection and guided his mighty phallus
into position at  the entrance to Ming-tsu's delicate anal opening..
    
     "Please ... I'll suck your balls ... I'll suck your cocks ... You have no
idea how good I can make it for y... "  Suddenly Ming-tsu stopped as if she'd
had a sudden inspiration. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were bright but damp
with tears when she looked at Lin imploringly.  The scrawny teenager, still
somewhat dazed by the vividness and potency of his overpowering orgasm, had just
climbed unsteadily to his feet.
    
       Putting her misery and terror to one side Ming-tsu gave him a warm smile. 
Her eyes were bright and glistening with hope.  "Please ... Tell them how good
it was ... how good it could be for them ...  please ... tell them."
    
     Lin's visage was as hard and expressionless as a headless statue.
    
     "Please ..."  Ming's voice was more insistent now as she felt Dao's huge,
rock-hard stallion-cock pressing against her anal opening, beginning to stretch
it painfully.
    
       Icy fingers of panic began to claw at her.  "You know I made it good for
you ... please ... tell them ...TELL THEM!" she begged frantically as her waning
confidence  began to melt away into desperation.  "Please ...  Is it Lin? ...
Please, Lin ... if you ever cared for a woman ... tell them ... tell them the
truth."  Ming-tsu's pitiable prayer for mercy  trailed away like the last line
of a litany.
    
     Lin glanced at his flinty-eyed comrades uneasily, trying to gauge what they
wanted him to say, while he shuffled his feet nervously.   In the end, the look
of ruthless depravity in their eyes made his decision easy.   He leaned down and
wiped his still-dripping cock clean on Ming-tsu's ebony hair.  "She was all
right," he shrugged.  "Nothing special."
    
     "N-no ... you can't ... NO! ....It's not fair... I  gave you the bes ..."
    
     Ming-tsu was unable to finish her thought because just then Dao stabbed his
slippery, rock-hard cudgel into her quivering anus with all the force he could
muster.
    
     "AAUGHH!!" Ming-tsu cried out in pain and terror, as Dao's swollen knob
forced itself inside her and the soft fullness of her breasts was crushed
against the jagged stones in the Rock Garden once again.
    
     "Give it to her good, Dao!" Lin sneered, enjoying the approving winks from
his cronies, feeling fully one of them for the first time.  "Teach the whore a
lesson.  Maybe the next time she gives a Scorpion some head, she'll put a little
effort into it!"



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