(This story is a continuation of - "Paradise turns hell Ch. 01")
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Lisa was in her living room. She lay on the hard muscular chest of her fiancée. She loved the way his chest felt. She rubbed her small hands on his skin feeling the hard muscles. She felt his presence in her most private hole. She smiled. She loved Sam. He always liked waking her up like this. But she felt something else too. Something was trying to get into her asshole!!! Something kept poking her in her back hole trying to pry it open. And when it succeeded in penetrating it, a stab of pain shot through her insides.
She woke up suddenly to find herself in a strange house. She was not lying on Sameer! It was someone else. He was good looking, but it wasn't her love. She looked behind her to see a second stranger looking at her, his eyes filled with lust. The reality crashed on her like an avalanche. She remembered, the memory of the evening's events overwhelming her. She had been blackmailed by her senior into fucking his friends. And they were not any ordinary friends. They were the ones responsible for the blast that had shook her peaceful city.
Lisa started crying again. She didn't resist the intrusion in her back-hole, she was held tight by the man under her. She was too tired anyway. She looked up to see the Professor and the terror leader lay back on the couch, sipping their drinks, their cocks deflated. A third person sat next to them, he had passed out. He was naked too, his manhood was also devoid of life. She could see it was wet, and a creamy liquid was oozing out of its orifice. She realized she had been fucked by the boy too.
How long had she been unconscious?!
She looked at the window. It was still dark. It couldn't have been more than minutes. The man behind her who was waiting for her asshole to adjust to his cockhead, pushed in suddenly. It hurt, but wasn't as painful as Lisa had expected. He wasn't as big as his leader, but his presence in her tighter hole, combined with that of his friends in her vagina, filled her completely. She was 'sandwiched' for the first time in her life. It was a very different experience. The buzz in her clitoris had started again and her hips had started moving in the ancient dance. The two men had established a tawdry rhythm. As one went in the other slid out. They enjoyed fucking this beautiful doctor, their reward for the feat they had achieved earlier in the day. They sensed the change in the woman's attitude and stop moving their hips. Lisa was fucking them back. It was her hips that were moving actively now. The men smiled and high-fived each other. They started fucking her again, now with increased vigor.
The man in her back hole came first. He got out of her suddenly and sprayed his juice all over her back. He was replaced by the only guy who hadn't got a piece of her. He entered her in one swift motion. Lisa was glad, that he was smaller than his friend. He reached for her breasts and started mauling them roughly. The guy who had just come in her shit hole came in front of her and ordered her to lick his cock clean. She knew where the cock had been, and was disgusted with the young man for wanting her to suck it clean. When she didn't obey, the man fucking her ass, yanked her ponytail and pulled her head behind. The man in front of her slapped her face hard, causing her to yell in pain. He shot his manhood in her open mouth and pushed all the way in. He pinched her nose shut, punishing her for her disobedience. Lisa now had a cock in all her holes, even though the one in her mouth was rapidly losing its size.
Lisa was feeling hypoxic yet again. She was hungry for air. She gave in to the man's demands, and licked the dirty cock in her mouth clean. She milked the remaining cum from his urethra, and only then was she allowed to breathe. She saw him pull out of her oral depths and joining the group on the sofa. The men in her two holes came with loud roars, almost simultaneously, but not before, Lisa herself had screamed to orgasm twice. They left the young doctor shaking on the floor and joined their friends on the couch. After the last guy was done unloading his balls in her ass Lisa was tied again. This time to the table, right there in the living room.
The men continued drinking and kept throwing abuses at her, cracking dirty jokes. The young guy, who had dozed off came back to life, now came up with some idea. He whispered something in the Professor's ears and the old man's eyes lit up. He ordered Abdul, the servant, to get more drinks. Abdul got a tray full of glasses and when he crossed Lisa, he winked at her. Lisa didn't understand him, but hoped it was something good. Wait! Had he spiked their drinks?! She hoped he had. She was running out of ideas to escape this dungeon.
There was silence in the room when the Professor spoke, "So friends did u have fun or do you think our girl wasn't good enough?"
The young one, whom Lisa didn't remember fucking, said, "She was pathetic!"
"Yeah she was poor," said another, playing along.
"My 40yr old wife is better," said the third guy.
Lisa didn't care about what these guys thought of her performance. She knew it wasn't about how good or bad she was. The men were up to something and she knew she was going to be subjected to more torture.
The Professor replied to their comments, "In that case the slut needs to be punished. Abdul get the bag from that room."
Lisa waited those agonizing minutes contemplating the new horrors that she was going to endure. The men continued to pass lewd comments. For some reason they had stopped drinking. Had they suspected? She hoped not. She didn't want Abdul to get in trouble. He was her only hope.
Abdul returned to the room and handed a huge bag to his master, from which the Professor removed a few instruments. Objects, which were soon going to cause Lisa a lot of pain. One of them was a folded piece of wood. He opened it and laid it on the coffee table to which Lisa was tied. Lisa couldn't see the top of this ply. Next, old man removed five whips and handed one each to the guests. The next object was a huge cock shaped vibrator, which he kept on the floor next to her. Though it wasn't as long as the terror leader's organ, it was twice as thick. Lisa looked at the other objects that the Professor had removed. There were a few weights. She saw a few 20kg stones, a couple of 1 kg stones and a few ropes. A feeling of dread was rising in her. She was scared again. It had happened again. Whenever she thought her ordeal was over she found herself facing more horrors, scared more than she had been minutes earlier, when she thought she had faced her worst nightmares. Only to be awaken to more nightmares.
Lisa was freed off her restraints and was lifted easily by one of the men. When she looked at the table, she was shocked. She saw multiple pointed nails jutting out from the surface of the wood. She knew what it was. It was a BED OF NAILS. The nails were not very pointed and she knew the principle of the board. If placed correctly on the nails, her weight would be equally distributed amongst the hundreds of nails, the divided pressure not enough to puncture the skin. Even though the nails would not injure her skin, they were bound to cause intense pain. She started struggling again. But the man was far too strong. He lay her face down on the board in such a way that her head was hanging off the board, and her hands fell to the sides. The board was only 3 feet long, and less than a foot wide, so that Lisa's body completely covered the nails. Her wrists were immediately tied to the 20 kg weights pressing her body further on the board. She screamed in pain as a hundred pins poked different parts of the body. Her breasts were attacked by the nails, her already sore nipples making her cry out in pain. Her legs also fell of the table and two 25 kg weights were tied to them too, rendering her immobile. As if this was not enough, they divided her ponytail into two parts and tied them each to a half kg weights. The tails hung on each side of her head pulling it down, the hair threatening to come off their roots. Half of her pussy stayed on the table, bearing the brunt of the pins, the other half hanging in the air. She felt the huge vibrator enter her lips and she let out a howl of pain as the part of her pussy on the board was pinned between the nails and the invading monster. When it was completely inside her, the professor switched on, sending jolts of electricity through her thoroughly violated body. The men high- fived each other again as Lisa started howling, her body screaming in response to the multiple stimuli. She was turned on like never before. Even the pain that she had felt a couple minutes ago stimulated her, and took her to new heights of arousal. She shouted, more out of pleasure than pain, as series of moans escaped her luscious lips,
"Oh oh oh oh oh ahhhh ,"
"Owwwwwwwww,"
"GAWDDDDD,"
"Aaaaaaa.."
The men laughed maniacally. They were rubbing their cocks again, few of them already hard. The drinks, which were spiked with drugs, and were going to bring her some reprieve, lay abandoned on a far away table. She caught the servant's eyes to see her own disappointment reflected in them.
As if this was not enough, the men started raining whiplashes on her back. These felt like feathers after the pain of the nails. But she knew she was going to feel the sting after she was taken off the board. If ever they she was. Or did they want to kill her on it. She wished they would. She didn't know if she would ever recover from this nights torture. Not the physical abuses, but the mental trauma that she had endured. She knew she had orgasmed multiple times tonight, and didn't think she will be able to face her fiancée after this night was over.