<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89699.msg4051213#msg4051213">Quote from: The Fifth Master on 25-12-2010, 06:00:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Vern ~ with Evie</strong><br/><br/>He gave her another back hand to send her to the floor," Yeah... when I'm ready."<br/><br/>Vern grabbed her by the chain of her ankles. He stood and walked out of her cage dragging her with him. Dragging her bound with her hands behind her on the floor. He didn't care. He wanted to beat and fuck her just as hard as she wanted. Nope. Harder.  Much harder than she wanted.<br/><br/>He dragged her past the cages of girls. They fled when they saw him. Stared wide eyed when they saw he had someone. Probably someone knew. She wasn't screaming as he took her. But she would the next time. They were sure of it. The ones he had before would bet their life on it.<br/><br/>He dragged her to the left and four doors down. Another play room. Unoccupied. He stepped in and pulled her like tossing in a sea bag to the middle of the deck. Scraped was good. He wanted her scraped up here and there. The door closed and locked her inside with him.<br/><br/>Vern bent down and grabbed Evie by the hair. There was an array of equipment. He chose something simple. Lifting her to her feet and took her to the kneeler. <br/><br/>Bent her over. Locking her in place by the leash at her neck. He clipped a chain to each hand. Then released the cuffs. Pulling her arms down over the other side of the kneeler. Tight. Stretching her. <br/><br/>Vern kicked her legs open wide. Locked her knees then unchained the shackles and pulled her open wider. Securing her ankles to the horse.<br/><br/>He went over where she could see. There was a pot. He lifted the lid and the heat of the white coals colored the air in waves as he stirred the flames up. Four handles stuck out. He lifted each one to look at the white hot brand on the other end that had been immersed in the coals. He chose two and stuck them close together. He stuck all four back in the fire.<br/><br/>"I'm gonna brand your tits when I fuck you!" He told her. <br/><br/>He closed the lid of the brazier to let that iron stay hot and walked to the wall. He chose a whip and a belt. The flogger was a second thought. He wanted to hear her scream and beg. <br/><br/>Her ass first. He came around and gripped her ass. He stroked into her sex. Letting her feel his fingers just so deep. Wet his knuckles and paint her ass.  He brushed the leather of the belt across her ass before he swung. He was gonna color her from the back of her knees to the top of her ass in red hot welts.<br/><br/>The whack echoed in the play room. The mark lined across the middle of her ass cheeks. He rubbed the heat in.<br/><br/>"Count 'em, cunt!" He growled and then took his time turning her ass fire engine red.<br/><br/>Her back would be next. She was gonna get a healthy appreciation for the whip.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Evie with Vern, lessons begin</strong><br/><br/>She was tied so tightly she couldnt move.  She felt waves of lust and need hit her and she wanted to cum there and then.  He drove her crazy with need and desire.  She was sore, her skin scraped from certain points, she had never met a man like him.  He drove her wild, he made her want him to hurt her and she knew he would.<br/><br/>She saw the brazier and the brands, she moaned when he told her what he was going to do.  She was trembling, she had never known she could want to be hurt so badly.  She must be a freak.  But she didnt care, she ahd found someone who gave out what she wanted to recieve.  She couldnt wait until he fucked her, she wanted him to rip her open with his cock.  She was sure he would be huge and hurt her terribly.<br/><br/>But that was what she wanted.  With him Evie could let out the real her.  The girl who needed to be hurt and beaten...<br/><br/>When his fingers sunk into her she groaned in need, she wanted to cum, to cover her with juices, but she held off, she had a feeling if she came he would be mad.  She felt the belt rub against her and she knew he was going to hurt her.<br/><br/>Then he began and she screamed in delight as the pain hit her, pushing her over that edge and making her cum.  She exploded.  She had no permission, but she couldnt help it.  She needed this so badly..<br/><br/>She was a very very bad girl....<br/><br/>