Chapter 3  Suzi’s Initiation  

It did not occur to Suzi to scream for help until it was too late.  As she opened her mouth to call out one of her captors stuffed a handkerchief into it and tied it in place with another.  All Suzi could do was make muffled grunts. 

A car pulled up in front of the brothel.  Struggling she was bundled into the back seat between two of the men she had fought.  Her situation was desperate, but she knew that once her captors got her into the car it would become truly hopeless.  The Jade Dragon was somewhere close by and rescue was a possibility provided she could keep her abductors form moving her somewhere else, and so she fought frantically to escape, thrashing her athletic body as she was dragged into the car. 

“Come on, sweetie,” jeered one of the men holding her.  “Don’t fight so hard.  We just want to have a little fun with you.”  He laughed along with the other man holding her.  The implied threat was unmistakable.  Terrified, Suzi redoubled her efforts, contorting her supple body in a frenzied final effort to escape.  But her struggles were wasted.  She was forced into the seat between the two men and held there.  Panting from her exertions, she was pinned down by the two thugs.  Her heart sank as the driver gunned the engine and the large automobile careened through the streets.  Suzi was able to make out that the vehicle was headed in the direction of Boss Crunch’s headquarters.

“Quite a prize we got,” said the man who had spoken to her while she struggled.  “What say we have a little look at what’s under that tight outfit?” 

“I wouldn’t Krebs,” said the other thug.  “Crunch said we wuz to bring her straight to him.  And he wanted her untouched.” 

“Greedy bastard wants her all to himself,” said Krebs.  “But I don’t think he’d care if we just played with her a little.”  As he spoke he placed his hand on Suzi’s left breast.  “Christ you otta feel her tits.  Firm as ripe plums and big as melons.”  Suzi gave a muffled cry of protest as the hoodlum fondled her breasts.  Her costume was soaked with sweat and her nipples showed prominently through the thin material.  Without removing any part of her costume Krebs lowered his head and began to suck vigorously on her left teat. 

“Mmmpph!” Suzi objected beneath her gag.  No man had ever dared touch her the way Krebs was.  Not yet out of her teens, she had never known a man, and this introduction to the so called pleasures of the flesh was far from what she had envisioned.  Tense and sweating, she trembled in fear as Krebs sucked at her nipples through the thin silk.  And then she tried to scream as the other man placed his hands between her legs. 

“Oomph!  Ooomph! Suzi grunted as she tried to shriek her rage and anger.  She was more frightened than she had ever been in her life, and she had not yet arrived at Crunch’s HQ.  Unable to escape, she was forced to endure a humiliating probing of her most private places.  Fortunately for her, the two thugs obeyed part of Crunch’s directive.  They did not remove any of her clothing, but by the time the car arrived at its destination, she was frantic with fear.

The car did not stop outside the crimelord’s HQ.  Crunch had his headquarters in an old warehouse, and the car drove right into the building through a large folding door.  Only then did the two thugs stop fondling her.  “Shit,” said Krebs.  “Time to end our fun, but maybe later sweetie.”  Krebs and his companion picked her up and carried her out of the garage and up several flights of stairs.  Apparently Crunch lived near the top floor of the building.  Four flights up they stopped in front of a steel door.  One of the men knocked three times and a small viewport opened in the center of the door. After a couple of seconds the viewport was slammed shut and the door was opened. 

Suzi found herself in a brightly-lit, well-furnished room.  Sitting in a comfortable leather chair behind a huge oak desk was Boss Crunch.  He rose as Suzi was brought in.  “Well, one down, one to go,” Crunch gloated.  Blinking in the light, and unable to reply, Suzi studied the crimelord.  It was her first real look at the man who had captured and brutalized the Jade Dragon.  He was a huge bullet-headed man.  Completely bald, he sported thick bushy eyebrows, which gave him a menacing appearance.  Thin, cruel lips twisted in a smile of triumph as he returned her stare.  “Put her on the desk,”  he ordered. 

Unceremoniously, Suzi’s bound body was stretched out on the desk.  Humiliated by her helplessness, she tried to curl her knees into her body, but one of Crunch’s henchmen grabbed her ankles and forced her to stretch out  full length. 

Crunch’s eyes swept over the prostrate form of the helpless heroine.  Suzi’s skintight costume hid very little of her charms, and she was panting in fear.  Where the thin silk covered her heaving breasts, her nipples could be clearly seen.  Crunch licked his lips.  “Let’s see what she looks like,” he said, slipping his fingers under her cowl.  Placing his hand on her collarbone, he pulled the cowl from her head, revealing Suzi’s gorgeous face. 

“Christ,” swore Crunch, “she’s only a girl, but what a girl!  I think I’m going to have this one all to myself for awhile.  I want you all to leave.”

“Awe boss,” protested Krebs, “we’d like to share in the fun.”

Crunch’s eyes narrowed.  “You’ve already had all the fun with her you’re going to get.  Don’t think I didn’t notice the wet spots on her nipples.  Now get out!”

Without further protest Crunch’s men left the room.  They knew that look.  No one argued with Boss Crunch when his mind was made up. 

Suzi spat out the gag.  The handkerchief had come loose when her cowl had been removed. 

“Now that you can talk perhaps you would like to answer some questions,” said Crunch approaching the desk again.  “How did a pretty young thing like you get mixed up in trying to make my life miserable?  You’re not even old enough to be out after dark, much less go up against me.”

“I’m old enough to know scum when I see it,” retorted the eighteen-year-old heroine, sounding more confident than she felt.  She knew that she was in deadly danger, and she had seen what Crunch had done to Sun Lin. 

“You’ve got spirit, I must say, but I will fix that.  Exactly how old are you?”

Suzi did not reply, but she was feeling less confident.  Crunch had slid his arms under her back and knees and had lifted her from the desk.

“Let me guess,” said Crunch.  “Eighteen?  No, more like sixteen or seventeen.  Still, you are a big girl.”  He hefted Suzi in his arms, marveling at her weight.  She was a damned solid female. 

Crunch carried Suzi across the room to a door on the far side.  Without bothering to put her down he manipulated the knob and opened the door.  Suzi swallowed hard.  They were in Crunch’s bedroom. 

Crunch deposited the beautiful heroine face up on his bed.  He stood back and admired his prize.  Suzi’s long silky blonde hair tumbled out across the pillow framing an exquisitely beautiful face.  Arching, golden eyebrows framed eyes of the brightest blue.  Her nose was perfect and straight, set between high cheekbones.  Her bow-shaped lips were so full that they looked as if they had been stung by bees.  She was in every way a perfect specimen of budding womanhood.

Her body was equally fabulous, her skin-tight silk costume hiding almost nothing.  Large globular breasts thrust out from her chest, accentuated by the fact that her hands were bound behind her.  The thin material of her costume could not disguise her prominent nipples, which almost seemed to be in a state of arousal.  Crunch wondered if the young woman found being in his power sexually stimulating.  He had known woman who were turned on by bondage. 

His eyes flowed down over the rest of her body taking in her strong ribcage, tiny waist, flaring hips, and endlessly long legs.  He decided to do something he had never done before.

“I would like to make a deal with you.  If you give yourself willingly to me I will treat you gently and then let you go with a promise not to compete with me again.  If you refuse this generous offer, I will take you anyway and then let my men treat you like a common whore.  I will give you five minutes to decide.  Remember that you are completely within my power.  I can do anything I want to you and would enjoy doing it.  This is a one time only proposition.”

With that, Crunch turned on his heel and left the room.  Suzi struggled to loosen her bonds as soon as the door closed.  The ropes were very tight, but given enough time she would be able to work free of them.  The problem was that she would only have five minutes.  She was sure that Crunch was timing her even now.  Never for even a second did the thought enter her mind to accede to Crunch’s proposal.  Not only was the man brutal beyond measure and untrustworthy to boot, but her sense of honor forbade her making such a deal.  She was not a woman who could voluntarily give up her virtue merely to save herself.  There had to be something more than that at stake.  She would die rather than prostitute herself to a scumbag like Crunch. 

The door opened and Crunch reentered the room.  He knew the answer before he even asked the question.  Suzi glared determinedly at him from where she lay helpless on the bed.  Crunch asked the question anyway.  “Your five minutes is up.  What is your answer?” 

“I would never willingly consent to have relations with a pathetic coward such as you.  The only way you can have a woman is to force yourself on her.  I would rather die than give in to you.”

“Your death can be arranged,” replied Crunch. “You have made a poor decision, but it is your choice and I hope that you reflect on it often during the next few days.”

By this time Crunch was bending over the helpless heroine.  “It is time to get down to business,” he said as he pulled Suzi toward the edge of the bed.

Crunch turned her over on her stomach.  Although her wrists were still tied, he snapped a manacle on her right wrist.  Suzi wondered about this, and then she felt her wrists being untied.  As her wrists came free Crunch held onto her left wrist so that she could not move it.  Her right wrist was cuffed to the bed and she could not move it more than a few inches.  Still holding her wrist, she felt Crunch’s fingers fumbling with the zipper at the neck of her costume.  With a series of tugs he unzipped the back of her costume down to where it ended at her derriere.  Then he peeled the costume off her left shoulder and down her free arm.  Suzi wondered why Crunch was being so careful.  It was almost as if he was trying to avoid damaging the outfit. 

Having exposed her left side, Crunch then snapped a manacle on her left wrist.  He then removed the shackle from her right wrist and repeated the process.  Suzi’s was now naked to the waist.  Crunch handcuffed Suzi’s right wrist again and then adjusted the shackles so that her arms were pulled toward the top corners of the bed.  He then stepped back to survey his handiwork. 

Suzi lay on the bed in the shape of a “Y”; her legs bound together at the ankles and her arms chained to the top two corners of the bed.  Beneath her naked torso, the rounded contours of her large breasts bulged out to either side of her rib cage. 

Crunch grunted in satisfaction.  “Time for step two.”

He untied Suzi’s ankles and pulled off her boots.  Then gripping the cuffs of her costume, he pulled the remainder of it from her body.  Her only remaining garment was a pair of tiny pink panties.  These quickly followed the rest of the costume, leaving her completely nude. 

Suzi tired to control her breathing.  Her heart was beating like a triphammer.  There was no knowing what Crunch was up to, but she knew that rape was the very least that she could expect. 

Crunch attached manacles to each ankle and stretched each leg towards the bottom corners of the bed so that now her body resembled an “X.”  Then he sat on the bed next to her and began to run his hands over her flawless skin. 

Outwardly, Suzi showed no emotion, but inwardly, she cringed at his touch.  The experience was truly horrible, and it was only just beginning.  Crunch seemed to be in no hurry as he explored every inch of her anatomy. 

“What skin,” Crunch ejaculated, "it’s like velvet.  I haven’t felt skin like that since I screwed your Chinese friend.”

Inwardly Suzi raged at Crunch’s gloating reference to his rape of the Jade Dragon, but now she was in the same predicament and could do nothing about it. 

Crunch’s hands slid down Suzi’s back, counting every vertebrae of her sweetly arched spine.  Then he moved his hands under her armpits and over the prominent swell of her breasts.  Suzi trembled as Crunch’s fingers swept down the sides of her breasts and then cried out as his fingers moved beneath her, cupping her rounded firm flesh.  “My God, you’ve got a great set of tits,” he exclaimed as his palms slid over her nipples.

“Oh please stop,” Suzi thought.  This was the most terrifying and humiliating experience of her life.  Her thoughts went back to the day she had talked the Jade Dragon into training her as a crimefighter.  Her mentor had warned her of the dangers facing her, but like any teenager, she could not conceive that anything like this could happen to her.   Now it was and she was almost petrified with fright.  Her body was beaded with the sweat of fear.  Only be exercising all of her willpower could she prevent a sob of pure terror escaping her lips.

Crunch lifted her under her breasts, raising her slightly.  He tightened his grip, squeezing the malleable flesh between his fingers.  “God, I could play with these all night,” Crunch said, “but I’ve got a hunch that I can have even more fun lower down.”

Suzi paled at Crunch gave her breasts a final squeeze, he ran his hands down to her tiny waist and then up over her flaring hips to her delightfully rounded derriere.  She knew  that the arch villain intended to rape her, but his words seemed to make things worse.  “What a wonderful tight little ass!” he said, giving her perfect cheeks a squeeze.  Then he slipped his hand between her splayed legs and cupped her mound of Venus.  He gently rubbed her womanly hillock.  “God, I’m going to enjoy exploring that,” he jibed.

Suzi tried to screen out the mindless chatter.  Crunch was only talking only to frighten her and she tried not to listen, but even if she could ignore his words, she could not ignore his exploring fingers.   They seemed to be everywhere, but most mortifying was his exploration of her nether region.  His middle finger slid between the lips of her vulva parting her labia and pushing into her vagina.  Suzi gripped that chains holding her wrists and writhed in humiliation as her inserted the finger to the second knuckle.  “A virgin,” he crowed.  “Why does that not surprise me?  What else would a heroine be?”  He gave a low menacing chuckle.  “Well, blondie, you’re not going to be burdened with that much longer.  He withdrew his finger and continued to paw her body.  Gasping in fear, Suzi could only strain at her bonds and endure the seemingly endless ordeal. 

Crunch played with her for another half hour, fondling every inch of her trembling body.  But finally, he seemed to tire of the game.  He stood up, looming over her.  “Now it’s time for a little lesson.  You fucking heroines have cost me a lot of time and money and I intend to get my money’s worth out of you.”  He grabbed her by the hair and forced her to turn her head.  Suzi found herself looking at a bamboo cane that Crunch was brandishing in front of her face. 

“Lesson one, a little pain for the pain you’ve caused me.”

Suzi fought back a whimper of fear.  Stretched out tight on the bed, she was helpless to prevent Crunch from using the cane anywhere on her body that he chose.  Teasingly, Crunch touched the tip of the cane to the spot between her shoulder blades and ran it all the way down to the curve of her buttocks.  Suzi broke out into a cold sweat, the fear of what was coming radiating from her body.  Without thinking about what she was doing she turned her head toward the crimelord, the whites of her eyes showing as she followed the movement of the cane.  As Crunch swung his arm back she fought back the urge to scream for mercy.  And then the arm came down. 

“Aahhh!” An involuntary cry of pain burst from Suzi’s lips.  She had been prepared for the blow, but the pain as the cane struck the curve her backside took her breath away.  Crunch was a powerful man and he had put most of his strength into the blow.  A bright red welt marred the perfect flesh of her buttocks.  It hurt more than Suzi would have believed possible.  It felt as if a hot iron had been laid across her backside.  And it was only the first blow.

In the room outside Crunch’s suite the sound of the blow was clearly audible to the men assembled in the room.  One the thugs laughed: “Looks like Crunch is giving our heroine a little lesson in why he is called the Boss.”  The rest of the men joined in with a chorus of chuckles.  Crunch had chosen his sidekicks well.

Inside Crunch’s bedroom, Crunch swung the cane a second time. 

Crack!  The bamboo cane struck Suzi’s taut buttocks with tremendous force.  This time somehow, she managed to hold back the cry of pain, but her body jerked under the blow, as her legs and arms contract involuntarily.  A second bright red stripe now crisscrossed the first.    

Crack!  Suzi writhed in torment as a third weal joined the first two.  Gripping the chain that held her wrists, she clenched her first so hard that she actually bruised her palms.  She was panting hard, struggling against the agony that suffused her buttocks.  She could not believe how much the simple bamboo cane hurt.  Crunch grinned.  He had applied the cane many times.  In quick succession he brought the cane down twice more leaving tow more crimson weals across Suzi’s white flesh.  A sob escaped the heroine’s lips.  She was close to breaking down.  Her derriere burned as if it was on fire, and Crunch had only struck her five times.

Crunch set the cane aside and sat down beside the gasping heroine.  “Not so proud now, are you, heroine?” he sneered.  “Just a frightened little girl trying hard not to scream.”  He moved his face close to hers, noting the tears of pain that glistened in her eyes.  “To tell the truth, you’ve lasted longer than I thought.  Most of my ‘guests’ are making quite a bit of noise by now.  But you’re almost ready.  In a few minutes I’ll have you begging me to stop.”

Crunch laid his hand across Suzi’s striped backside.  Despite the force of the blows, he had not broken the skin, but dark blood filled ridges now crisscrossed her backside.  She almost yelped in agony as he ran his hand over the welts.  “These are swelling nicely,” he said.  “Another minute and they’ll so painful that the slightest touch of the cane will have you wailing like a banshee.”

“N…No,” Suzi moaned.  She understood what Crunch was going to do.  The welts he had laid across her backside were swelling with blood as her body reacted to what he had done.  In few moments they would be many times more sensitive to any pain.  Another touch of the cane would bring agony almost beyond belief.

“No?” Crunch asked.  “You’re hardly in a position to tell me what to do.  I gave you a chance to spare yourself this pain, but you turned me down.  Now you’re going to pay the price and I’m going to thoroughly enjoy myself.”  Stepping back he raised the cane again. 

The full horror of her situation washed over her.  Suzi realized now what had been done to the Jade Dragon.  Sun Lin had never described what had happened to her at Crunch’s hands, other than to mention that she had been raped and tortured.  Now Suzi had some idea of what had really happened.  It must have been a truly terrifying experience, and now the same thing was going to happen to her. 

Crack! The cane came down across an already existing welt.  The pain of the blow drove all thoughts from her mind.  She opened her mouth and screamed in pure agony.  It was a sound that could clearly be heard in the outer room where Crunch’s grinning henchmen exchanged knowing glances.  They had heard it all before.  Crunch always made his women scream.  In a little while, after he was through with her, he would probably let them have her for awhile.  They remembered the way they had fucked the Jade Dragon.  That had been a most memorable event.  Soon they would get to amuse her companion as well. 

Suzi screamed again.  In actual fact, she never stopped screaming.  The interval between each blow was too short for the pain to diminish and her agonized protests were now continual.  She twisted her tortured body in a desperate attempt to escape the torment of the cane, rubbing the skin from her wrists and ankles as she jerked frantically at the chains that held her. 

Crunch was an expert at inflicting pain.  He wielded the bamboo cane the way a conductor uses his baton.  Each blow was calculated to cause the maximum pain without breaking the skin of his victim.  By now the heroine’s derriere was red with the weals caused by the cane, but he had not drawn blood.  The result was entirely satisfactory.  The helpless teenager was screaming and sobbing in pain.  It was time to take her to the next step.

Sobbing uncontrollably, Suzi was in too much pain to realize that Crunch had stopped beating her.  Her backside burned with an almost unbelievable intensity.  She hardly noticed as Crunch unchained her wrists and pulled her arms behind her back.  This time he did not use chains, but coarse hemp rope that he kept in a bedside table expressly for the purpose of tying up his female “guests.”  The fibres bit into her wrists, causing considerable pain, but the crimelord was just getting started. 

He took a second length of rope and looped it about her arms, just above her elbows and pulled her arms tight into the centre of her back.  Suzi, finally aware of what was going on, gasped as she was forced to arch her back, thrusting her breasts into the bed.  Crunch, however, continued to bind her.  He looped a length of rope about her wrists and ran it between her legs and then over her left thigh and back to her wrists.  He did the same thing with her right thigh, pulling her bound wrists tight against her inflamed backside.  Then he took another length of rope and lifting her to a sitting position, attached the rope to the strands that bound her arms and brought it under her left armpit, over her left breast and under her right and back to where he had started.  Then he took the rope back the other way, creating a sort of rope brassiere.  He finished by repeating what he had done, but looping the rope about the back of her neck, so that her heavy breasts were lifted by the coarse strands.  He tightened all of the ropes, making sure that the rough fibres cut into her skin.  By the time he was finished, Suzi felt like a tightly wrapped parcel.  Even the slightest movement of her body caused the ropes to chafe and scratch her satin skin. 

Crunch completed his packaging of the heroine by unchaining her ankles from the bottom of the bed and lashing her calves to her things, so that she was forced into a permanent sitting position.  He stood back to admire his handiwork, even picking up his box camera and taking a quick picture of the helpless teenager.  Now she was ready for the next step in her humiliation. 

Suzi stared wide-eyed at the crimelord.  She felt even more helpless than she had when Crunch was caning her.  The hemp ropes cut into her silken flesh and bound her arms so tightly, that her body was arched forward, almost as if she was presenting her nether region to him.  She could feel Crunch’s eyes roving her body, taking in her tightly stretched limbs, her quivering breasts, her heaving bosom, and her trembling vulva. 

“Time for lesson two, heroine,” said Crunch quietly.  He seemed almost awed by her beauty.  “God,” he said, “you’re going to be a great fuck.” 

He reached out and took each of her nipples between his finger,  “Exquisite,” he muttered as he tightened his grip.  He shook his head.  “You will be very sorry that you did not give in to me.” 

Suzi returned him a look of pure defiance, staring directly into his eyes.  Hate and fear burned in her eyes.  Unlike the Jade Dragon she could not disguise her emotions.  She showed what she felt.  “Still a little fire in your gut I see,” said Crunch.  “Good, you’ll need it to survive the next few hours.”  He squeezed down hard on each nipple, twisting them as he did so.  He was rewarded by a suppressed whimper from the heroine.  He realized that despite her defiant posture she was close to breaking.  It was time to push her over the edge.

Crunch unbuckled his belt and slipped off his suspenders.  Then with an expression of ruthless disdain on his face, he unbuttoned his shirt.  Slowly as if to taunt her, Crunch undressed in front of the helpless female.  One by one his articles of clothing were tossed aside, until finally he wore only his shorts.  Then with tantalizing slowness, he pulled his drawers past his fully erect penis. 

Suzi stifled a gasp.  She had not imagined that the male organ could be so big.  It was huge.  How could such an enormous object fit inside her?  Yet, she knew that was what Crunch intended, and soon.

Crunch approached her.  “No!” Suzi breathed.  Her voice hardly made a sound, but Crunch picked it up.

“Oh yes,” he said.  He stroked his penis.  “And with enough time you will come to enjoy this.”

Suzi swallowed hard again.  She had recovered most of her composure.  She knew that heroines were not supposed to quail in the face of such terror and she was determined to uphold that value for as long as she could.  Her backside still pained her greatly, but she could bear the pain now.  She had to face up to this new threat to her honour.

Crunch moved toward her, his enormous phallus sticking up like a battering ram.  Suzi’s breathing quickened.  She recoiled at his touch as he reached for her, but she was unable to do more than arch her body away from him.  Crunch placed one of his large hands on each of Suzi’s shoulders, steadying her and pulling her toward him.  Crunch towered over her.  Sliding one hand to the small of her back, he drew the struggling teenager to him.  He delighted in her feeble attempts to resist his advances as he gripped her hair and pulled her face toward his glistening phallus.  She could smell strong male scent of his semen as it dripped from the tip.  “Now, you little bitch, you’re going to uses that sweet mouth of yours to bring me off.  Bite me, and I’ll pull out all of your teeth one by one.”    

Suzi tried to turn her head away, but Crunch yanked her head back.  Pushing her head back, he forced her mouth open   “Come on, bitch, I need a little tongue bath,” Crunch jeered.  “Let’s see what you can do.”  He pushed her mouth onto his enlarged phallus. 

“Oomph!” came Suzy’s muffled response.  Her mouth was barely large enough to fit over Crunch’s huge organ.  Now holding her head with both hands, Crunch held the struggling heroine’s mouth in place.  With slow movements of his hips, Crunch began to thrust in and out of Suzi’s hot mouth, ramming his massive member right to the back of her throat. 

“Mmm,  mmmppphhh!” Suzi protested, but there was nothing she could do to stop Crunch from raping her mouth.  This was something that had never occurred to her.  She had expected Crunch to rape and torture her, but oral sex was beyond Suzi’s limited knowledge.  It was not something that was widely known among girls of her generation. 

Crunch slid his massive member in and out of her mouth.  She found the entire experience to be completely nauseating, but was unable to stop Crunch from thrusting the full length his organ into the farthest recesses of her mouth.  Only by swallowing constantly could Suzi keep herself from gagging.  In so doing, she consumed a considerable amount of Crunch’s ejaculant, as he slowly reached orgasm. 

“You’re damned good at this for a beginner, Crunch taunted.  “In a few days you’ll to sucking me off like a pro.”

Her mouth still stuffed with Crunch’s phallus; Suzi was unable to do more than grunt a reply.  She was still too busy swallowing.  Crunch kept his flaccid penis in Suzi’s mouth, forcing her to swallow all of his sperm.  Only when his erection had completely died, did he withdraw from her dripping mouth. 

Suzi sat on the bed gasping for breath.  The experience had totally exhausted her physically and mentally, but Crunch was only just beginning his assault.  Now that he had lost his erection, he needed some sort of distraction until it returned.  Taking a damp cloth from a bowl of water on a nearby night table, he wiped off her face, and then placed a long lingering kiss on her succulent lips.  As he did so, he fondled her melon-shaped breasts, squeezing and pinching them mercilessly. 

Crunch continued to kiss and fondle her for several minutes, delighting in the feel of the young woman against his body.  Then, he pushed her onto her back.  Since Suzi’s calves were bound to her thighs this spread her legs slightly apart and elevated her pelvis. 

Crunch was quick to take advantage of Suzi’s provocative situation.  He positioned his body between her legs with his head at her breasts.  His slobbering lips immediately sought out the nipple of her right breast, while the fingers of his right hand took the soft nipple of her left tit between his thumb and forefinger. 

“Oh God, now what?” Suzi wondered.  “Would this brutal crimelord never stop?”

As if reading her mind, Crunch taunted her once again.  “A little less defiant now aren’t we?  Well, we’ll see how much vinegar you’ve got in you after this round.” 

As he finished speaking, Crunch closed his teeth on her nipple, while at the same time twisting her left nipple with his fingers.  Suzi gasped, gritting her teeth against the pain.  She was not quite so strong now.  Crunch had taken quite a bit out of her, but she still did not intend to give him any satisfaction if she could help it.

“Good,” gloated Crunch.  “Still strong enough to resist.  You’re a strong woman.  You’ll need to be to survive then next couple of hours.”

“Hours!”  Suzi groaned mentally.  “How could she survive hours?  Crunch was truly a monster.”

Crunch worked over both her nipples for several minutes; then he began to work his way lower.  He could feel his erection slowly returning.  In a few minutes he would be ready to use his massive instrument once again. 

While massaging both of her breasts with his hands, he moved his mouth over her navel and licked the center of her anatomy with his tongue.  Suzi found the touch of Crunch’s tongue in her navel to be quite disgusting, but she was truly mortified when he began to lick her pelvic region and then suddenly inserted his tongue between her labia. 

Crunch thrust his tongue into her vagina, exploring the virginal opening at his leisure.  It was all Suzi could do to maintain control.  The constant licking of her most sensitive erogenous zone began to arouse an uncontrolled response in her.  Despite her best efforts, and the terror of her situation, her body was reacting on its own.  She was being raised to a high state of sexual arousal even as she fought to resist her natural impulses.

Crunch sensed the change.  He could smell the womanly scent that occurred when vaginal lubricants began to flow of their own accord.  “It looks like your oven is getting pretty hot, babe,” he jeered.  “I think it’s time to throw in the meat.”

Suzi moaned in terror as Crunch now moved his hips between her parted thighs.  After a couple of hours of foreplay he was now ready for the final act, and her own body was cooperating with the brute who was about to rape her.

“Oh no, please,” Suzi begged.  “Please don’t so this.  I’m still a virgin.”

“That is what I intend to remedy,” said Crunch, as he moved his fully erect penis into position, the glans of his massive member pressing against her labia.

“NO!” Suzi shouted.  “NO!  STOP!”  The beautiful blonde’s body actually shook with terror as Crunch prepared to penetrate her.  She had lost her composure and was now just a frightened young teen trying desperately to stave off the inevitable. 

Crunch laughed cruelly, delighting in the blonde’s defeat.  He would soon have the helpless heroine screaming for mercy. 

Somewhere Suzi found a reservoir of undiscovered strength.  Crunch’s taunting laugh had snapped her out of her self-pity and resignation.  She rallied herself against the cruel villain that was about to rob her of her most precious possession.  She called on a hidden inner strength and regained her composure. 

Crunch noticed the change.  His trembling victim had stopped struggling and was no longer begging for mercy.  Instead he found that she was studying him with a cool, cold gaze that reflected a determination to resist his worst efforts. 

“Incredible!” Crunch thought.  “A few seconds ago she was begging me to stop.  Now she seems self-assured and defiant.  It is almost as if she is challenging me to fuck her.”

“You little bitch,” said Crunch aloud.  “I think you need a little more discipline.”

Suzi did not reply, but instead maintained her steady gaze on the brutal crime boss.  Crunch seemed a little unnerved by that stare.  He had been about to thrust into her, but now he changed his mind. 

His erection wilted as he got to his feet.  But he knew it would come back.  He always found torture sexually stimulating.  Crunch picked up a riding crop from the top of his dresser.  It was one of his favorite toys.  He turned back to his helpless victim.  “All right, my little vixen, let’s see how defiant you remain under this.”

Suzi had watched him pick up the riding crop with great trepidation.  The earlier beating that she had received had been a very painful experience and she had no desire for a replay of that event.  Her backside still throbbed from her first thrashing.  As Crunch approached she felt her bruised derriere tingling in fearful anticipation.

Crunch did not roll her over, however.  Instead he raised the riding crop suddenly and brought it down on Suzi’s exposed breasts. 

“Aaagghh!”  Suzi’s cry of pain attested to the fact that she experienced much greater pain than when Crunch had beaten her buttocks.  The blow left a scarlet welt across her white breasts.  Before she could recover from the pain and shock of being beaten across her bosom, Crunch struck again. 

“Ughh!”  This time Suzi merely grunted, but Crunch did not let up.  He continued to strike with deliberate accuracy at her voluptuous breasts, aiming his strokes directly at her nipples.

“Uunnggh!  Aaahhh!  Aaaggghh!” Each successive blow was much more painful than the last, and Suzi was screaming freely by the fifth stroke.  Crunch, however, was thorough.  He wanted to make sure that Suzi was completely submissive and gave her an additional five cuts of the crop, reducing her to tears.  Toward the end of the beating Suzi pleaded with him to stop, but her sobbing mixed with her cries of pain made her completely incoherent.  Crunch would not have stopped in any case.  He found Suzi’s response to the beating to be most satisfactory. 

As Crunch had predicted, his erection returned, larger and harder than before.  He was now ready to relieve the Scarlet Falcon of the burden of her virginity.  Tossing the riding crop to one side he climbed onto the bed and pushed between Suzi’s thighs, spreading her wide.  Still weeping from the pain of the beating, Suzi realized that she was finally about to lose her virginity.  “Please,” she begged again, “don’t rape me.  I’ve learned my lesson.  I won’t interfere with you any more.”  Her broken voice showed that she was completely beaten.  Crunch had won.  But he had no intention of letting her off so lightly, not with his throbbing erection only inches from her succulent vagina. The thought of depriving the weeping heroine of her virginity stiffened him to heroic proportions. 

Crunch chuckled as the Scarlet Falcon begged him to spare her virtue.  Moving his hands to her backside he steadied her so that he could thrust into her trembling body.  “No, please,” Suzi begged again.  “No, No!  NO!”  Her last protest ended in a shriek as he pushed into her, parting her labia and ripping through her hymen in a single brutal thrust.  He was rewarded with another cry of pain and despair from his victim as her virginity was taken from her, but he was a long way from being finished with her.  His initial penetration had broken her hymen, but he had sheathed only a small portion of his massive phallus in her soft, warm love garden.  He intended to bury his entire organ within her before he was finished, and he intended to draw out that pleasure for as long as possible. 

Suzi was in a state of shock.  Crunch’s brutal beating followed by the violent taking of her virginity had left her shattered both physically and mentally.  She was in severe discomfort.  Crunch’s huge phallus seemed to be trying to tear her apart and he was thrusting deeper into her.  Would this awful nightmare never end?  She now rued the day that she had decided to become a crimefighter.  She had expected excitement and danger, but not total degradation and sexual torture. 

“Aaahhhh!” Suzi cried out again, as Crunch resumed his relentless invasion of her vagina.  “Please,” she begged. “Please stop!” 

Crunch’s only answer was a continuation of his assault, as he penetrated her still more deeply.  He had sunk half of his formidable sex organ into Suzi’s tight vagina, but was a long way from finished.  In an almost leisurely manner he began to pump in and out of her, thrusting slightly deeper each time.

“Aaahhhh!  Aaaaahhhh!  Aaahhhh!” Suzi’s anguished shouts punctuated each movement of his thrusting pelvis.   She was completely his now.  Unable to hide her pain, and unable to prevent his further violation of her body.  Crunch delighted in her delicious virginal tightness. 

“Ah, what a great fuck!” Crunch crowed.  “You are almost worth all of the trouble you have caused me.”  He pushed in another couple of millimeters, gleefully noting the squeal of pain that was forced from the helpless teen.  Each extra bit of penetration caused Suzi to writhe in torment, further adding to Crunch’s pleasure. 

Beaten and exhausted, Suzi no longer had the energy to scream.  Instead, she merely grunted as Crunch buried himself within her.  By now her vagina felt as if it were being torn apart.  Most of her natural lubricant had been used up, and each thrust of Crunch’s penis rubbed against her sensitive vaginal walls, creating exquisite pain.  Her assailant was now very deep within her, having penetrated to almost the full extent of his erection. 

“Ughn! Ughn! Ughn! Ughn! Ughn! Ughn!”  Each powerful thrust of Crunch’s ramrod brought a grunt of anguish.  Eventually even this muted response was too much for the exhausted heroine.  She simply lay there as Crunch raped her again and again and again. 

The ordeal seemed to go on endlessly, but eventually even Crunch began to tire.  Sweat dripping from his body onto that of his victim, he reached orgasm for the second time, and collapsed on top of the hapless crimefighter.  Suzi was too exhausted to protest as his massive weight pushed her into the bed. 

For over an hour Crunch simply lay there, too exhausted to move.  Pinned beneath his body, Suzi fought to keep from passing out under his crushing weight.  Fortunately, she was, as Crunch had remarked “…a damned solid female.” 

Finally, Crunch stirred himself.  “That was a damned fine performance,” he said, kissing Suzi’s lips.  “Now I think it’s time to give my boys a little fun.”  He got up and put on a robe.  Pushing a button by the side of the bed, he sat back in a large comfortable chair and lit a cigar.  The door to the bedroom opened and two of Crunch’s men strode in.  Crunch nodded toward Suzi.  “Take her out and enjoy yourselves.  Just remember no permanent damage.  I want her in good shape for tomorrow.  You can untie her legs; I don’t think she’ll be running anywhere tonight.”

The two men did not have to be asked twice.  They eagerly removed the ropes from her legs and hauled her to her feet.  Even with her legs free, Suzi was in no shape to offer any resistance.  Her insides felt like they had been burned with a hot iron.  Swaying, she could hardly walk.  She whimpered as she was escorted from the room, still tightly bound.  Her two guards offered comments on her condition.  “How do you feel now sweetcheeks?” asked the first guard, placing his hand on Suzi’s bruised backside.  “You as sore inside as you are on the outside?”  Then he laughed.

The second guard joined in the laughter.  “Looks to me like she’s having a little trouble walking.  Was the Boss’s poker a bit too hot for you?” 

 
Dully, Suzi realized that Janet was admitting to being the person who had dressed up like the Jade Dragon.  Suzi looked at her.  She seemed nice, almost pleasant.  She must have known what Crunch would do to her.  Suzi wondered what would make a woman act as bait to trap someone so that her boss could rape and torture her. 

“The Boss sort of owns me you see,” continued Janet.  “We used to be lovers when I was younger.  But when I lost my looks he lost interest.  He promised me a big cut if I would help him catch that Chinese broad.  And I did, but I ain’t never seen no money.  And I don’t dare complain.  He’d kill me, or worse – maybe turn me over to his boys for a little fun.  So I just do what I’m told and try not to get in his way.”

Suzi understood.  She realized that Janet was as much a prisoner as she was.  She wondered if it was possible to get Janet to help her, but she was simply too exhausted to carry on an intelligent conversation.  Perhaps tomorrow they could talk.  As Janet bathed her Suzi felt herself falling asleep.  She did not remember being carried to her cell where she was dumped onto the bed and allowed an exhausted sleep.

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