been a very naughty girl,” Ross said, giving one of them a tug.
“Ooh! Yes, Sir,” Kate whined.
“It’s ‘Mister Ross, Sir’ when I’m punishing you. Remember?”
“Yes, Mister Ross, Sir,” Kate answered quickly.
“Aye, you’ve disappointed me, little miss. I told you there isn’t much time. Just enough for you to learn the basics, really. But I thought you had listened to reason and all the time your head was still full of silly ideas about escaping.” He let the short tail of his whip slide over his left palm and swing free. “You know there’s no chance of that now, don’t you?”
“Yes, Mister Ross, Sir.” Racing though it was, Kate’s heart felt leaden with despair. She braced herself for the first stroke and her breath escaped in a rush as she heard the door to the mirrored room behind her open and his footsteps retreating. Belly fluttering wildly, she waited.
Ross reappeared. “I said your backside needs widening a bit.
We’ll start on that at the same time.” Dangling from one hand by three lengths of cord was a conical piece of ivory about six inches long. From a rounded tip no more than a quarter-inch across it widened gradually to at least two inches at its base. Attached at the broader end was a metal ring to which the three cords were tied. Kate gulped. The thing was shiny with oil, and from what he had said she had no doubt about where he intended to put it.
“No, you can’t. You mustn’t,” she said desperately. “Oh, please Mister Ross, Sir!” She jerked as his whip stung her left buttock.
“Nothing you say is going to change what happens, little miss, so you may as well save your breath. If you hadn’t been so impulsive you wouldn’t have ended up like this. But you just couldn’t resist grabbing the gun, could you, even though you had no idea what you would do next? If it had been loaded and if I had followed your orders, do you really think you would even have got across the compound, let alone anywhere near Peshawar?”
Kate did not reply. She knew she had acted without thinking. It was far from the first time. The same impulsiveness had made her attach herself uninvited to Mrs. Winter and Julia, and coupled with her yearning for adventure had brought her to the extremely uncomfortable and frightening position she found herself in at that moment. She squirmed as Ross’s arms encircling her caused a painful tug on her trapped and squeezed breasts.
“Best keep as still as you can,” he warned as he fastened a thin belt around her waist and moved behind her. She felt his fingers touch her skin at the back of the belt then slide to the rounds of her bottom cheeks and draw them apart. Reflexively, the little muscle they no longer concealed tightened. “You’d better relax if you don’t want it to hurt,” he said.
Though she was expecting it, Kate still could not help lunging forwards when she felt the pressure of the tip of the ivory cone. The fingers spreading her cleft let go and a second later tickled her between the legs. Abruptly, they thrust inwards.
“Oh! Ooh!” Impossible though it was in her tight bondage, she still tried to wriggle as Ross mercilessly teased her. Quivering she felt the oiled ivory push hard against her. Her tight little muscle yielded abruptly and her breath escaped in a whoosh as the cone slid inside.
“Ooh, ooh, no!” Kate wailed as the broad end stretched her rear opening and held it that way.
Ross stopped rubbing her pussy, moved in front of her, pulled the two remaining cords attached to the unusual dildo up in front and tied them to two iron rings on the front of her waist belt. The third was already fixed to the back, the three together drawn tight and holding the ivory so it would neither slide all the way inside her nor allow her to force it out. That knowledge did not prevent her knot from trying to clench and clamping hard around the cone. A trembling tickle ran through her there, and, alarmingly, another in front.