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Women in Red 2	By : Clocktower Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 4707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
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Ada was called up first. She went with her neck-bell jingling merrily, now that she was clean and had something to eat. They'd been allowed into a kitchen area where they could make simple meals from what was stocked in the pantry. Claire had looked over their supplies with dismay, seeing that they could live here for several months at least. She didn't want to starve, but had been hoping a need for supplies might force a change in the status quo.
Claire was left along for several hours before the phone rang. It was Ada. "Lady Ashford wishes to see you in her play chamber," she said, her voice a bleeding wound. She hung up without waiting for a response.
"A play chamber, huh. How classy," Claire muttered on her way through the gloomy halls, holding the bell around her neck so it wouldn't jingle.
At first glance, Alexia's pleasure chamber was a museum filled with all manner of elegant furniture, paintings, and knickknacks. It took Claire a moment to realize every object in the room had been built to hold, stretch, pierce, or otherwise destroy a human body by the slowest means possible.
Alexia wore an ivory white gown bearing even more skin than her red number. Ada stood beside her, eyes glazed, features like a department store mannequin.
"What did you do to her?" Claire said.
"At first, whatever I wanted," said Alexia. "After that, whatever she begged me for."
Claire had forgotten to bow. Figuring she was in trouble anyway, she stood with her hands on her hips in the sauciest stance she could muster. "I'm glad you're having fun," she said. "There doesn't seem to be much else to do around here, honestly."
She flinched at the smile that spread across Alexia's face. That such beauty could be a conduit for such evil was hard to witness.
"We shall see. Ada, do as we discussed."
Ada snapped to life and led Claire to the middle of the room. From the high ceiling were lowered a pair of chains. Claire was hooked to them by her wrist straps and raised until she had to stand on tip-toe. Her ankles were then hooked to shorter, lighter chains on the floor, to keep her from swinging and kicking.
"I take it I've been a bad girl?" she said, unable to restrain her mouth even as her body was shackled.
"What fun is a pet that doesn't need training?" Alexia said, running the back of her gloved hand down the side of Claire's face, her fingers trailing along her collar bone, down over her breast. She slipped off the glove, held her slender fingers out for Ada to come and wet them in her mouth. She then pushed them between Claire's labia, found her womanhood already near dripping. "At least your body is learning."
She snapped her dry fingers, the signal for Ada to fetch something from a drawer. It was a curved, silver dildo with a red bauble on the back end. Alexia held the shiny orb in front of Claire's eyes. "This is a rare, expensive piece of glassware. Don't let it break," she said, holding the silver end out for Ada to dutifully take into her mouth and slicken. Next it went between Claire's legs; Alexia pushed it deep. Claire winced, had to clench with all her might to hold it in place.
The chains raised her higher. Alexia peeled off her final glove and held Claire still so she could nibble and suck at each of her breasts, pinching them between her fingers when they were hard. She snapped her fingers again, prompting Ada to fetch from the wall a short, leather whip. She stretched it in front of Claire, let it snap against her palm a few times before slowly walking behind her.
The first strike felt like a lick of flame across Claire's buttocks. She let out a shriek and squirmed, but was mindful of the bauble. Another lash, from the other direction. She grit her teeth but couldn't keep from crying out. She looked to Ada, found her standing still with her head down, ready to obediently fetch whatever painful tool Alexia wanted next.
The third lash was high on her buttocks, her following cry one of pure agony. The sting from it lingered; only through deep breathing was she able to keep from whimpering as she dangled from her chains.
"Very well, indeed," said Alexia. "A pet that doesn't cry when whipped isn't much fun, either. Ada, loosen her up a bit while I consider her next ordeal."
Ada took hold of the dildo and worked it rapidly back and forth inside Claire, supercharging her nerves, tightening her body while the stinging lines across her buttocks and back grew hot. Ada got down on one knee, pulled the dildo out and went in with her tongue. She had Claire cumming within a few minutes, knowing exactly how to lick and where to suck. Spent, sore, Claire groaned as the dildo was slid back inside her. Her quivering muscles protested, but held the dildo tight.
"Here. Let's see what you can do with this," said Alexia, handing a short, four-tailed whip to Ada. The tiny beads woven into the tails clacked as Ada got a feel for it. "Remember what you are."
Claire did not like hearing those words at all, nor did she like the expression on Ada's face as she went around back, the tails of her whip dancing merrily about her legs.
"Y-you're more fun than your brother, I'll give you that," said Claire.
She shrieked as her left buttock took a lick of the lash. The blow had been light, but the pain was like hot razors slicing her open. The sting lingered, burning her scream out into a low whine. The dildo felt loose. Thankfully Ada had put it in deep.
Her right buttock suffered the same fate as the left. This time Claire let out only a small shriek before biting back the rest, using the agony to clench the dildo even tighter. It was exhausting. She doubted she could hold out for much longer, but didn't want to find out what would happen if she lost this game.
"One more, across the small of her back," said Alexia, as she slipped out of her gown.
"No, wait, Ada, one secaaahhh!"
Claire's cries rang through the room. The searing agony in her lower back topped anything else she'd experienced. She was bleeding, she just knew it. The pain took her breath away, but she still felt the dildo inside her, dangerously close to slipping out.
"My turn," said the now nude Alexia, sliding the dildo from Claire's womanhood, taking it deep into her mouth to suck it clean. "Misery and bliss make for wonderful seasoning."
She snapped her fingers. Ada brought around a cushioned stool for her to sit on, putting her at the perfect level for preforming cunnilingus on a dangling Claire. Her tongue was long, powerful, and a hundred times better than her fingers had been. Claire was sent rocketing to the brink of an orgasm and held there, groaning on the tip of Alexia's tongue for what felt like hours before she was released.
She was still weak from cumming when the dildo was reinserted. Her poor lady could barely hold it. She grit her teeth, squeezing with all her fading strength. She had half a mind to let the thing fall and end this stupid game, but something had taken hold of her will, made her defiant. She tried to catch Ada's eye as she stood by whole Alexia selected her next instrument; a riding crop with a long, bulbous wooden handle. Alexia playfully slapped each of Claire's breasts a few times with it before suddenly snapping it across her belly. Claire let out a yelp, but little more, as the crop ran down and back up her thigh, slapping her hips.
Two sudden, quick strikes left her buttocks stinging. Before the pain faded, the crop's smooth-headed handle slipped between her cheeks so swiftly her body couldn't clench in time. When it did, it pulled the crop handle in deeper, causing Claire to pull in a deep gasp of air. Alexia laughed as she worked the crop handle in and out, twisting it with each change in direction. She went fast, then slow, exploring, seeing what made Claire's body jump and shiver, what made her cry out and grit her teeth. It was an ever-changing combination, one Alexia spent less and less time solving while she laughed over Claire's whimpers and moans.
Claire couldn't believe it. She had never been into butt-stuff, not really, yet here was an orgasm budding inside her, swelling faster with each twist, turn, bend, and slant. The silver dildo was slipping out of her pussy, she tried to squeeze herself tight and hold it, but this was the trap Alexia had set for her. The dildo shot from her womanhood as an orgasm ripped through her, mercilessly stoked by the crop handle in her butt. The bauble smashed the instant it hit the floor.
"And that's the game," Alexia said, applauding as she came around to face Claire, leaving the riding crop to hang from where it was stuck. "It's a shame you couldn't manage another round or two. And Such an expensive piece of glass! Your punishment will have to be severe."
Claire was lowered to the floor, her ankles refastened to their former moorings while her wrists were hooked to two hitches hidden in the floor. Alexia slid the crop from Claire's behind while Ada fitted a bar just under her belly, keeping her butt raised while she was on all fours.
Alexia went to the wall and pulled down a thin, black rod a little over three feet long. It was flexible, like a reed. She handed it to Ada. "If I see so much as a hint of mercy or a glimmer of hesitation..."
"You won't, Lady Ashford," said Ada, her eyes black and cold as she got used to the spring of the rod in her hand.
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