High Heels & Lipsticks

⛓Whips or chains⛓

The men then started walking around me in circles, all looking like a pack of hyenas looking at a fresh kill. God, I was nervous and afraid but I had to maintain my poker face. I need the job, I needed the money. The men started undressing, all at the same time and I just stood there looking. I would kill for some rum. Who's dumb idea was the no drinking on the job rule cause I hated that motherfucker too.
Seeing all the men in front of me made me realized something. No amount of money would be worth what they were about to do.

"I quit!"
"I quit!"
"I fucking quit!!!!" I kept shouting. Marvin didn't blink an eye.
"I know you hear me you Jackass!" But before I could walk towards the door he took his gun out, pointed it at me and signaled me to the corner.

The men now, hard as ever as if they got a rise out of it.
One particular tall dark-skinned man approached me. His body was well toned and his chocolate was smooth with several beauty marks all over his chest. He walked slowly with his cock in his hand, he could smell the fear.
He grabbed me by the hair and shoved me down on my knees. He tried putting his cock in my mouth but I kept refusing. I swore if he ever got it in successfully I would bite it off.

He didn't approve of my resistance, he pulled me back up grabbed me by the neck, and pushed me against the wall. I felt every breath I had left my body, my head felt like it was exploding and my skin felt like it was burning. On the verge of passing out, he released me, stepped a few paces back, and watched me fall to the floor.

"Please! Please! I'm begging you! I don't want to do this and you don't have to. I'll pay you back and I won't say a word but please don't do this to me!!!" They all laughed at me pleading for my life. I was a joke to them. "Please!" I begged one last time tears running from my eyes.

He bent down to my level, handed me his hand, and helped me up.
I felt a small strain of hope run through my body, a very small strain. He looked at me and he smiled just before landing several punches to my face. One after the other I lost count at 6 and a broken nose.
He grabbed my neck once more, my face now bloody and partially swollen, pinned me across the wall then whispered in my ears, "whips or chains?"

I looked over to where Marvin was sitting, he was unbothered by everything that was going on. After realizing I no longer had a choice "whips." I told him barely catching a breath. "OK."
He smiled and then walked away. Two of the other men that were there took his spot, and the shorter one of the two came directly in front of me, he grabbed my nipples and squeezed Them, and I cried in pain. Then he started pulling them as if he expected them to come off, I turned my head whimpering sideways.

"I'll be gentle." He said laughing just before spitting in my face.
The other man was spectating up until he went and grabbed my pussy and squeezed it telling me how fat and juicy it was. He used the same hand to push 3 of his fingers down my throat and then used the hand to slap me across my face. Shortly after that dark chocolate came back, and he had a whip.

He took it out and signaled the guys to move out of his way then he started washing the whip across my tits.
"Too many clothes." He said. I don't know how it happened but less than 4 minutes after my clothes were torn off, the little I was already wearing and suddenly I was bare. He started whipping me again, harder than the first time. I tried bearing the pain but I couldn't. I started screaming for help.