Chapter 12 Pussy Galore

The Adventures of the Jade Dragon

Episode 6.  The Jade Dragon Meets the Scorpion

Chapter 12  Pussy Galore


Only the Black Leopard’s iron will had kept her going during her week of captivity.  Retinoff’s men had raped her at least fifty times.  She had lost count.  Her Pussies had fared better.  They were not endowed with her special qualities and thus had not provided Retinoff’s thugs with the same “entertainment” value.  However, for some reason she could not fathom she had been left alone for three days.  It had given her a chance to heal and she was feeling much more like her old self. 

There was, of curse, no chance of escape.  Retinoff was taking no chances.  Instead of confining her to a cell, he had tossed her into an oubliette.  It was a spare, square room, containing only a bed, a sink, and a toilette.  There was only one way in or out and that was through a trap door twenty feet over her head.  She was a very athletic woman, but jumping twenty feet straight up was far beyond her capabilities.  And so she waited.  She had no idea where her Pussies were. 

A sound above her head alerted her to the fact that her jailers were back.  The trapdoor opened and a rope ladder was lowered.  “Time for some exercise, Kitty.” 

Li Mei shuddered.  It was Turk.  The man had a dork a foot long.  Being screwed by him was like being at the end of a battering ram.  Slowly, she climbed up the ladder.  She could have resisted, but there was no point.  She was entirely at the mercy of her captors.  All that would happen was that her food or water would be cut off until she cooperated. 

She found herself looking into the muzzle of several guns when she poked her head through the trapdoor.  Her captors were taking no chances.  Resignedly, she allowed them to handcuff her hands behind her back and attach leg irons to her ankles.  She was marched down the corridor to a shower room.  There she was turned over to a middle-aged woman and the door was closed and locked behind her. 

“I’m supposed to get you cleaned up,” said the women with some trepidation.  The Doctor wants you washed and properly dressed.”  The woman pointed to a costume hanging on a peg.  To Li Mei’s surprise she recognized it as her own Black Leopard outfit. 

She stripped off the orange prison outfit she had been supplied with and stepped obediently into the shower stall.  She had no idea what Retinoff wanted to do with her, but it was best to cooperate until she got a chance to escape.  Perhaps her captors would become careless and give her the chance she needed.  The warm water felt good.  She felt the sweat and grime of her previous ordeals being washed off her.  She showered for a good half-hour and then stepped out and dried herself on the towel the woman attendant supplied.  She dressed in the underclothes supplied.  Apparently Retinoff’s men had raided her wardrobe at her lair, because she recognized her own bra and panties.  Then she put on her skin-tight costume. 

It fit her like a second skin, as was intended.  The gleaming black silk costume revealed every curve in her luscious body.  The only feature that was not
midnight black was the small golden figure of a leopard sewn over her left breast.  Thus outfitted, she felt a little more like her old self.  She was rested and fit and no longer bruised and sore from her ordeal at the hands of Retinoff and his thugs.  But she was still a prisoner.  Still, there might be an opportunity to escape.  She wondered why Retinoff had decided to treat her so well.

The female attendant rapped on the door three times and it was opened.  Again, Li Mei found herself looking down the barrels of a half dozen guns.  “Kneel bitch,” Turk ordered.  Li Mei did as she was told and her hands and ankles were secured once again. 

Her escort directed her farther along the hallway.  She realized that she was being returned to the “gym,” and her stomach went cold.   She would soon learn whatever diabolical plan Retinoff had for her.

The evil Russian was waiting for her in the gym, seated on a raised platform like some king on his throne.  Li Mei was brought before him.  “Are you rested, my dear?” asked the diminutive madman, in a false exhibition of concern.  “I hope so; it will make the next few hours all the more entertaining.”

A shiver went down Li Mei’s back.  Where were her Pussies?  She was alone in the room, surrounded by several dozen of Retinoff’s goons.  Before, her disciples had always been present.  But now they were nowhere in sight. 

“We are going to have a little contest,” said Retinoff.  “I’m sure that you are getting bored with being banged the same old way every day, so I’ve decided to add an element of sport into it.  We are going to have a good old-fashioned wrestling match.  You against one of my men.  If you win, then you get to live to fight another day.  If you lose, then you get a good fucking.”

Li Mei wondered how Retinoff was going to force her to wrestle.  She was highly skilled in Chinese martial arts and if given the chance would kick the ass of anyone in the room.  She had no intention of wrestling, it would be playing to her opponent’s strengths. 

The door to the room opened.  Li Mei’s eyes widened a little.  Four men led Wildcat into the room.  She was completely nude, her athletic young body oozing sexuality.  Her hands were handcuffed behind her back and four ropes were tied to a leather collar about her neck, forcing her to go whatever way her captors wanted. 

“Just to make sure you follow the rules, Black Leopard, I have decided to place one of your companions in a compromising position.  If you decide to flout my rules your companion here will suffer immensely.”

Li Mei went cold.  In spite of her cruel and violent disposition she was very attached to the young women who followed her.  She knew Retinoff had her.  There was no way that she could bring herself to cause harm to Wildcat or any of the other Pussies.

“Don’t listen to him, Blackie,” shouted Wildcat defiantly.  “I don’t care what they do to me.  Just do what is best for yourself.”

“Gag the bitch,” said Retinoff calmly, “ and place her in position.”

Holding the struggling young women steady by pulling on the tethers, her guards restrained her while a bar gag was inserted in her mouth.  Then she was hauled across the gym to a large upright machine. 

The device consisted of two vertical steel poles placed about four feet apart.  Mounted between the poles was a huge metal dildo.  It was about four feet tall and was a good six inches across at the base, tapering to two inches at the top.  Wildcat was placed between the poles, with the dildo rising in front of her.  Then her handcuffs were removed and each of her wrists was attached to a metal ring on each of the poles.  Her ankles were attached to two other rings at the bottom of the poles so that her supple body was forced into the shape of an “X.” 

Then Wildcat was elevated into position.  The rings were able to slide up and down the poles so that it was possible for her to be raised so that her straining body was positioned right over the dildo.  The young villainess gave a little moan of fear as she was slowly lowered onto it. 

Her tormentors allowed about two inches of the dildo to penetrate her.  Enough to prevent her from moving off it and enough to cause her a little pain.  Wildcat tensed her body as the cruel shaft forced her vaginal canal apart. 

“We will leave her like that as long as you cooperate, Black Leopard.  But any infraction of my rules and she will be allowed to settle onto the dildo until it splits her in two.”

Li Mei knew that Retinoff had her.  She would have to play by his rules.  She nodded her assent.  One day she vowed, she would have her revenge.  She would make the Russian dwarf pay for his crimes.

Retinoff’s men formed a circle around one of the mats in the room.  On one side of the mat was Rock.  He was stripped to the waist and wearing only a pair of boxer shorts.  Li Mei was led forward.  Her restraints were removed.  For a brief instant she considered launching an attack at the assembled thugs, but one glance in Wildcat’s direction convinced her to cooperate.  The men watching her young acolyte had lowered her another couple of inches.  Wildcat was straining mightily, her smooth muscles flexing as she desperately tried to stop the enormous dildo from impaling her.  Already her smooth, body was drenched in sweat, and her face was contorted in pain.  Resignedly, Li Mei stepped onto the mat.

Rock came at her in a crouch.  Had she been able to use her full combat skills, Li Mei would have kicked his face in, but she was going to have to wrestle him, and Rock was twice her size.  Still, Li Mei was amazingly skilled.  As the huge thug came at her she slipped beneath his grasp stepped around him.  Rock was left clutching at empty space. 

The goons watching the show laughed.  That was good.  If she could make Rock look like a fool it would make him angry and his anger might make him careless.  She had no chance of matching his strength, but if she could wear him down she might have a chance. 

Rock whirled about, his face a mask of rage.  Already her plan was working.  He lunged at her again, but this time ducked even lower, waiting for her to make the same move as last time, but Li Mei was expecting just such a tactic.  Instead of trying to avoid him, this time she caught hold of his wrist, and shifting her body threw all of her 105 pounds into a quick twist of her body.  Betrayed by his own momentum, Rock was yanked forward and pulled off his feet.  Instantly Li Mei pounced on him, bending Retinoff’s rules a little as she drove both of her knees into the small of his back. 

Rock grunted in pain as Li Mei’s weight drove him into the mat.  He tried to rise, but the lithe Asian had her arms wrapped around his bull neck.  She was immensely strong.  Her forearm cut into his windpipe, choking off his breath.  Try as he might, he could not shake her loose.  Rock’s muscles bulged with the effort, his face turned red.  He was close to passing out.  At the last second, he rolled over, attempting to shift his weight on top of her. 

Li Mei rolled clear of Rock’s bulk.  She had almost had him.  Only his massive size had enabled him to escape.  But she had hurt him.  He was not a strong as he was before.  Even better, she had embarrassed him in front of his fellow thugs.  He would not be thinking clearly. 

Rock staggered to his feet.  For the first time he felt fear.  He realized that if he did not do something he was going to lose.  The Chinese bitch was incredibly fast.  And dangerous.  She might even kill him.  Desperately, he tried to think of something.  She was just across from him.  Facing him in the same way as before.  Suddenly he had an idea.  He bent quickly and grabbed the mat.  Before Li Mei could react he had pulled it from under her.

It was a blatant cheat.  Yanking the mat out from under her feet was not wrestling, but Rock did not care.  It had the desired effect.  The Black Leopard was thrown off balance.  Not for long, she was too quick for that, but long enough for him to launch himself across the mat at her.  This time he made contact, knocking her off her feet.  Now it turned into a real wrestling match.  He had hold of the petite woman and it was his strength against hers.

Li Mei was outraged.  Rock had broken the rules that Retinoff had set out, but she knew it would do no good to complain.  Retinoff did not care if the odds were stacked against her.  And she knew that even though Rock had cheated she could not.  She would have to try and win by Retinoff’s rules.  But that would now be very difficult.  Rock had a firm hold on her and was using his great strength to try and force her to submit.

She gasped as Rock twisted her right arm up behind her back.  His full weight was on her and she was pinned to the mat.  Slowly, he forced her arm higher and higher.  It felt as if her arm would be torn from its socket.  With all of her strength she tried to break away.  Sweat beaded from all of her pores, soaking her thin costume as she struggled to preserve herself, but she could not break Rock’s grip.  He held her on the mat, pinning her right arm in place with one hand, while he used his left arm to pull off her costume. 

His left hand was at the neck of the costume.  He pulled off her cowl and peeled the stretchy material away from her shoulder.  Slowly he pulled it down, despite her best efforts to escape.  She was in terrible pain, as she risked dislocating her shoulder in her efforts to get away.  Rock was undressing her and she was helpless to stop him.  She heard the zipper at the back of her costume rip open.  With a grunt of pain she twisted in his grasp, almost freeing herself, but he grabbed her with both hands and reestablished control.  Her costume was unzipped to her waist.  He pushed her back down and unhooked her brassiere.  Pulling hard, he ripped the flimsy material off her.  Now he had something her could use to immobilize her.

Li Mei’s mouth opened as the pain in her shoulder intensified.  She was almost crying in agony, but bit her pouting lower lip and tried to push herself up.  But Rock was just too heavy.  She could not shift him, and then she felt the straps of her bra being wrapped around her pinioned wrist.  Although it was awkward because Rock was using only one hand, he was slowly tying the straps in place. 

Le Mei panted like a dog.  Her efforts had exhausted her.  Rock had forced her to fight on his terms and he had beaten her.  Now he had hold of her other wrist.  Using brute strength he forced her wrists together and bound them with the bra straps.  Then in a more leisurely fashion, he stripped the rest of her costume from her.  When he reached her panties he tore them from her body and ripped them into strips.  He used these to tie her ankles together.  She was now naked and bound hand and foot.  The strips of her clothing that had been used to bind her would not keep her tied for very long, but Rock did not need much more time. 

Rock got to his feet and removed his shorts.  He was sporting a huge erection.  Li Mei almost wept.  It was the ultimate humiliation to be beaten in combat and then raped.  But she could do nothing about it.  Rock climbed on top of her sweating body and removed the strips of cloth from her ankles.  Using his weight, he forced her legs apart and positioned himself to enter her.

Li Mei, arched her back, trying to draw her body away from Rock’s massive member.  The huge thug placed his hands on her breasts, completely engulfing the delicate flesh in his hands.  He squeezed down hard, eliciting a scream from the struggling villainess.  Then he thrust into her.

“Aaaahhh!” Li Mei cried as Rock’s mighty lance split her vagina.  She was in tremendous pain.  Despite being raped again and again she was still as tight as the day she had first lost her virginity.  It was a curse all superheroines and super villainesses had to endure. 

Writhing in pain, Li Mei was forced to endure as Rock thrust hard into her.  Her body trembled as he began a rhythmic pumping that took him deeper and deeper into her.  Sweat dripped from her overstressed body, soaking into the mat beneath her and spreading out in a dark stain.  Around her, Rock’s cronies jibed and jeered as the archvillainess was once again debased and tortured. 

Tears flooded the Black Leopard’s almond eyes as Rock drove into her.  She was utterly beaten.  She was not sure that she could take much more of the continual torture Retinoff was handing out.  So far her indomitable will had enabled her to survive the week of rape, degradation, and torture, but she was reaching her limit.  Soon she would be begging for mercy.  Retinoff had broken her before and was close to breaking her again. 

Rock pounded her for a good hour, raping her raw.  When he finally ejaculated into her, and pulled out of her ravaged vagina, she was bleeding profusely, the blood trickling from between her legs.  She lay spread-eagled on the mat, too exhausted to move, but Retinoff was not quite through with her. 

Two men picked her up.  Her arms were still bound with her own bra, but a set of handcuffs was used to replace the lacy material.  Retinoff was taking no chances.  She was then bent over a bench and her arms were forced under it and chained to her ankles so that the bench was in the middle of her back.  Retinoff approached, a cruel smile on his face.  In his hand he held a large steel dildo that was studded with knobs. 

Li Mei cried out as he inserted the sadistic device into her vagina.  It would have been agonizing without the knobs, but with them it was frighteningly painful.  She whimpered with the pain and spread her thighs as far apart as possible to minimize the effect of the diabolical dildo.  With a callous giggle the vicious little Russian placed his hands on either side of Li Mei’s knees and slowly pushed them together.

“Aaaaaggggghhhh!” Li Mei’s scream split the air as Retinoff pushed her thighs together.  Desperately she tried to spread her legs, but the evil doctor looped a short length of rope around her thighs and forced them together.  She screamed again and again as the sharp knobs on the side of the dildo cut into her raw vagina.  Her vision swam as she came close to fainting.  But Retinoff was still not through with her. 

As Li Mei lay on the bench in a miasma of pain and suffering, she felt Retinoff busying himself with her body.  She was a bit better under control now, and had stopped screaming, but she moaned as she anticipated still further torture.  The cretinous Russian was doing something to the dildo, but she was too exhausted to open her eyes and see what he was doing.  Suddenly a sharp pain in her left nipple forced her to open her eyes again.  She stared in increased fear as she saw that he had attached an alligator clip to her tight pink teat.  She grimaced as he attached a second clamp to her other floweret.  She saw to her further horror that there was a long wire trailing from each clip and another from the dildo he had forced into her.

Her eyes followed the wires and widened in apprehension as she saw that they led to several a large telephone batteries.  While she watched, Retinoff connected up all the wires and hooked them to a switch.

“Oh God,” Li Mei moaned.  “Please don’t do that.  You’ve punished me enough.”

“Punished you?” Retinoff almost shrieked in suppressed rage.  You still have your genitalia.  We’ll be even when I cut off your tits and circumcise your clitoris.  But first I am going to turn you into a weeping begging sex slave.  Perhaps a year working as a whore in a low class brothel.  I’m sure you would fetch a good price.”

Li Mei shuddered.  And then she screamed in blinding agony; the evil Russian had closed the switch.

“Aaaaagggghhhh!” The pain was unbelievable, surpassing anything Retinoff had put her through.  It felt as if her nipples were being ripped from her body and her vagina filled with hot coals.  She contorted her body in agony, howling like a banshee.

“Stop!  Stop! Li Mei was openly crying now, her tears streaming down her sweat stained face.

Retinoff let the current flow for several minutes, taking great pleasure in watching the helpless Asian writhe and scream in acute anguish.  “I hope your companion was watching,” he said nodding toward Wildcat.  “Your future treatment depends on her actions.”  He gestured to his men and they moved toward the dangling villainess. 

Wildcat had indeed seen the torture and mortification of the Black Leopard.  She seethed in rage, while at the same time trying to ignore the dildo that had impaled her.  To her relief, Retinoff’s thugs cranked her to a higher elevation; then they removed the shackles from her wrists and ankles.  She was under heavy guard.  Several men had their guns trained on her so there was no chance of escape.  They escorted her to Retinoff and to her surprise he tossed her black costume over to her.  Like the Black Leopard, she had been allowed to rest for several days and was almost recovered form the brutal gang rape she had experienced when first brought to Retinoff’s lair. 

“Dress,” Retinoff ordered.  “It is now your turn.  You saw how the Black Leopard fought.  You will follow the same rules.  If you do not two things will happen.  First, I will turn the electricity back on and you can watch your mentor scream.  Second, I will hook you up to the same apparatus and you and she can have a screaming duet.”

Wildcat nodded as she pulled her costume on.  It was identical to that of the Black Leopard, right down to the tiny cat ears on the cowl.  It only lacked the gold leopard insignia.  Inwardly, she raged at the tiny scientist.  He was so close she could easily have reached out and smacked his smug face, but she knew that would do neither her nor her mistress any good.  Like the Black Leopard, who was emotionally bonded to her Pussies, she was bonded to her mentor.  There was nothing the young villainess would not have done to help or protect her mistress.  She would have to cooperate.

She was now fully dressed, her tight fitting costume outlining every curve in her shapely body.  “You know the rules,” continued Retinoff.  If you win, we send to back to your cell.  As an added incentive.  We will also send the Black Leopard back as well.  If you lose, then you suffer the consequences.”

“Yes,” Wildcat spat.  “I know the rules.  But one day I’ll find a way to get back at you for this.  Then you’ll wish you have never been born.”

Retinoff smiled.  “Still lots of spunk I see.  I hope you are feeling that way a few minutes from now as you are screwed within an inch of your life.”

Wildcat stepped onto the mat.  Facing her was Turk.  She was familiar with him.  His huge phallus had tormented her on more than one occasion.  Inwardly, she felt a twinge of fear.  Her heart beat rapidly.  She had to win.  Not just for herself, but also for her mistress.  This was her chance to avenge some of the humiliation that had been visited on her and the Black Leopard.  She was determined to do her best.

But Turk would not be an easy opponent.  He was much bigger than she was.  It was her five-foot-seven inches against his six-foot- four.  She would need all of her skill and perhaps quite a bit of luck.  She had seen how Rock had defeated her mistress.  She also knew that if Turk cheated, nothing would be done about it, but that if she broke the rules then she and the Black Leopard would be cruelly punished. 

Turk advanced on her with some caution.  He had seen how the young villainess had fought when she had first been taken prisoner.  He knew that she was an opponent to be taken seriously.  Still, the rules were slanted in his favor.  She would not be allowed to use her martial arts skills.  It would his strength against hers and in that area he was clearly dominant.

Wildcat circled warily.  She had to stay away from Turk’s powerful arms. 

“What’s the matter bitch?” Turk jeered.  “Afraid?  Don’t want another taste of my rod?  When this fight is over I’m gonna shove it so far up your slit that you’ll think it’s gonna come out the top of your head.”  He laughed at his own joke.

“Big words, peabrain,” Wildcat retorted.  “You do all your thinking with your dink.  Not surprising since there is usually more blood in it than in your brain.” 

A frown creased Turk’s face.  “Come on, big man,” Wildcat taunted.  “Surely you can handle a woman half your size.  But maybe you’re all talk.  After all don’t gutless bastards like you always fight in groups?”

Turk’s frown increased to a look of rage.  Without thinking he lunged at the black-costumed villainess.  It was what Wildcat had been waiting for.  As he stepped forward, she foot swept him.  Instead of stepping forward, Turk crashed to the mat.  Wildcat jumped high in the air and landed with all her weight on his head and shoulders.  The impact drove Turk’s face into the mat. 

Retinoff’s finger twitched on the switch.  Had the bitch cheated?  She hadn’t actually thrown any punches or kicks.  Maybe he should let the current flow anyway.  But he stopped.  No, this fight was getting interesting.  Maybe the girl would give Turk a good run for his money.

Wildcat had her arms wrapped around the dazed thug’s neck.  She squeezed with all her strength, trying to choke her opponent into submission.  But Turk’s neck was as thick as a tree trunk.  Her strong but slender arms could not apply enough pressure to finish him off.  Slowly, despite her best efforts Turk struggled to his feet, with her hanging from his neck.  As he stood up, she was forced to release her grip in order to prevent him from grabbing hold of her.  She had won the first round, but Turk was far from beaten.

Furious, but chastened by his close call, Turk circled his female opponent.  She was tougher than he had anticipated, but he had shown he could handle the best she could dish out.

“Not so tough are you, asshole?” jibed Wildcat, still trying to nettle her opponent.  Around her she could hear the jeers of the other thugs as they laughed at his efforts.  Her strategy was working.  Already she had the crowd on her side.  Perhaps Turk would be goaded into another foolish rush. 

Turk tried to think of something he could do.  He did not want to be caught again.  Then he had it.  Wildcat could not cheat, but there was nothing to stop him from bending the rules.  His face assumed a mask of uncontrolled rage.  Let the bitch think she was getting to him.  He stepped toward her in another seemingly uncoordinated attack.

Wildcat watched the clumsy brute lurch toward her.  He was such a fool and his actions were so deliberate that he actually seemed to be moving in slow motion.  She stepped beneath his arms and struck out at his foot again.  But then Turk did something unexpected.  Instead of trying to grab her, he threw a punch. 

Wildcat saw it coming.  Her lightning reflexes enabled her to duck away from the blow, but her own counterattack was disrupted and Turk had managed to close with her.  As she tried to dance away from him he went with her, and taking advantage of the confined space of the mat, forced her right to the edge.  Too late Wildcat realized that she had run out of room.  She stepped off the mat.  Retinoff had said nothing about his, so she did not know what the consequences would be.  She quickly found out. 

Hardly had her foot touched the floor that several of the crowd of thugs grabbed hold of her.  It was almost as it they had been waiting for just such a mistake.  Holding her by both her arms, they propelled her back onto the mat and into Turk’s waiting arms.  But Turk made no attempt to wrestle her.  He was tired of this game.  Instead he hammered his fist between her eyes.  The blow knocked Wildcat off her feet and drove her consciousness from her.  She dropped to the mat, insensible. 

Turk hurled himself upon her.  Taking no chances, he jerked her arms behind her back and secured them with a set of handcuffs.  Then he turned her over and slapped her face.  His slaps whipped her head back and forth, but the pain awakened her.  Shaking her head, Wildcat spat out a mouthful of blood.  Turk slapped her again.  “Swallow that next time, bitch or I’ll knock out all your teeth.”

“You bastard,” Wildcat moaned.  “You cheated.  You did not wrestle.” 

“Did I?  I don’t hear the referee complaining.”  He laughed and looked at Retinoff who was grinning broadly.

“Take her Turk,” yelled one of the other thugs.  “Then we can bring out another one.”

“Right you are,” said Turk.  “After all I did win, didn’t I?” 

Wildcat grunted as Turk rolled her over so he could reach the zipper at the back of her costume.  “Scum,” she said.  “One day you’ll pay for this.”

“Maybe,” agreed Turk.  “But today I’m gonna have me some pussy.”  He yanked down the zipper, revealing Wildcat’s beautifully arched back.  She struggled hopelessly as he worked the costume over her shapely backside and then down her perfectly rounded thighs.  Already, her body was bathed in a sheen of sweat as she fought to escape. 

“Bastard!” she moaned as Turk stripped the rest of her costume off.  She was now completely naked. 

Without changing his position, Turk unbuckled his belt the unzipped his fly.  Within seconds he had his pants off.  Dropping his shorts, he moved between the helpless girl’s legs. 

“No!” Wildcat protested.  Her voice was frantic, tinged with fear.  Despite the number of times she had been raped, it was always a terrifying experience, especially in front of an audience of drooling hoodlums.  She tried to twist away, but Turk held her too tightly. 

“OK bitch,” the thug exulted as he pulled Wildcat’s tight ass hard against him.  His large phallus easily penetrated her pink shaft, pushing past her labia and burying itself deep within her. 

“Aaaahhhh!” Wildcat cried in pain and humiliation.  Arching her back even more, she tried to push her hands down and force his thick rod from her body. 

Turk laughed at her efforts.  She was so helpless, yet still fought to escape.  Leaning forward, he pinned her beneath him, and then grasping her breasts, thrust hard into her.

“Uuunnngghh!”  Wildcat grunted.  He was deep inside her now, filling her with his huge weapon.  The pain was tremendous as he rasped the walls of her unlubricated vaginal canal.  For a minute or so he pumped into her and then stopped.  Withdrawing, but still sporting a huge erection, Turk lifted the struggling villainess and carried her over to one of the padded benches.  Lowering her onto it, he spread the cheeks of her delicate, beautifully rounded bottom. 

“No! No!” shrieked Wildcat when she realized what he was up to.  But she was helpless to stop him.  Using all of his weight and strength he forced the soft flesh of her anus to open and penetrated her rectum. 

“Aaagggghhhhhh!” Wildcat’s scream let everyone in the room know of her pain.  Her well-muscled anus was incredibly tight and his mighty lance split her like a wedge.  Deeper and deeper he drove, pumping steadily into her like a human jackhammer.  Wildcat’s shrieks became louder and more hysterical as he slowly mastered her.  Finally, completely exhausted by the ordeal, the tormented Pussy lapsed into weeping as Turk completed the anal rape in a leisurely fashion. 

He kept up the ordeal for a good hour before finally achieving orgasm and filling her with his thick cream.  Exhausted, Wildcat simply lay there until another waiting thug took his turn, and then the agony began all over again. 

By this time the remaining three Pussies had been brought into the room.  Tired of games, Retinoff simply ordered his men to rape them.  Soon the cries and moans of the Black Leopard’s four disciples filled the room as one after the other they were subjected to repeated rape and molestation.  To add to the clamor, Retinoff amused himself by turning on the electricity once more.  The Black Leopard’s cries of acute agony drowned out all other sounds. 

Retinoff allowed the ordeal to continue for over an hour, stopping only when Li Mei finally fainted.  Then, temporarily tiring of the sport, he ordered the Black Leopard and her Pussies returned to their prison cells.  Tomorrow he would be in the mood again and then he would have to think of some other novel way of exacting revenge on the archvillainess who had taken his manhood.  He licked his lips.  He wasn’t sure what he would do, but whatever it was, it would be painful.

 


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