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 Dr.  Stern's Menagerie - 15

   Tatyana finds out she's now the property of Dr.  Stern, and doesn't take
it well.  She begins to pay the price for defiance.

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   Tatyana sat up in the bed and smiled as Roger came through the door.  He
had always loved her face, she her looked like Zoe Saldana's little sister.
The sheet fell away as she extended her arms, leaving her small breasts and
large nipples exposed.  "Doc, baby, about time you showed up!  Gimme some
sugar, baby!" Roger leaned over and pressed his lips to hers as she wrapped
her arms around his neck.  They kissed deeply, their tongues dancing.  His
hands moved up and cupped her tits, and she moved one of her hands down to
his crotch to seek out his growing hardness.

   As she unzipped his fly, he broke off the kiss.  Reaching in she pulled
his cock out and took it in her mouth, and began sucking.  He removed the
bandage from her upper arm to look at her injury.  "This is healing
nicely," he commented, closing his eyes in pleasure as she slowly pulled
her lips back until they grasped only his cockhead, teased it with her
tongue then sucked him in again.  His cock disappeared under the mass of
ringlets from her long curly hair.

   She pulled his dick entirely out of her mouth.  "You like this, right
baby?  I'll do it all night if you just gimme my clothes back.  I got to
get back to work." His cock disappeared into her throat again.

   "Uhhh, that feels good, Tatyana, but you're not going back to work.  No
more fucking the men at the club for you." He pulled off the sheet and
pushed her backwards on the bed, climbing in between her spread legs.  He
entered her well-worn pussy easily and began to slide in and out.  She let
out a sigh of pleasure.  "I've checked you out thoroughly, you're healthy
and free of disease, so I'm going to keep you." She began to grind back
against his thrusts.

   "You want me to move in with you, baby?  That's so sweet, I'd love to!"
Roger increased his speed, pistoning his pale pole between her dark red
pussy lips, approaching his climax.

   "Not quite what I had in mind," he grunted.  Using her hips, she ground
into him, urging him on.  He suddenly thrust hard, once, twice, then on the
third time he stayed in and she felt his warm cum coat her insides.

   She pushed her mons against him, squeezing his softening cock with her
pelvic muscles.  "Ooooh, yeah baby.  That warm cum feels nice.  So what did
you have in mind?  You want me to marry you?  The other girls in the club
will be so jealous!"

   His dick made a wet sound as he pulled out of her.  "Tatyana, let me
explain something to you.  As of this morning, you and that luscious pussy
of yours are mine.  I bought you from the big boss, Mr.  Amato.  You'll be
doing chores and helping around the place.  Maybe we can even teach you
some nursing skills.  You'll be off the street; the only cock you'll be
riding from now on will be mine.  And you'll notice I didn't wear a condom
this time?  I'm going to put a baby in that belly."

   Tatyana immediately sat up, rage rising in her.  She began to gesture
furiously as she spoke.  "Are you crazy, motherfucker?  First of all, why
does that other motherfucker Amato think he can just sell me?  I gots my
rights!  Slavery is goddam illegal.  I am not going to be your kitchen
bitch, or whatever!  Secondly, I get to choose whose baby momma I gon' be.
I ain't no dog or horse or whatever that you can breed whenever you wants
to!  My body is mine!  Go fuck yourself and fuck that piece of shit
gangster!  I'm leaving!" Tatyana stood up and began to get dressed.

   Roger listened, saying nothing as the thin black girl raved.  When she
finished and began to dress, he took a deep breath.  "Slavery illegal?  Oh,
my, that is not the reaction I was hoping for.  And where did you ever get
the idea that your employers believed in the law?  I've enjoyed fucking you
and always treated you well, Tatyana.  Now here I am giving you an
opportunity to be somewhere far safer than selling your body down at the
club, and you tell me to fuck myself?  Very well, have it your way." He
turned his head towards the door and shouted.  "Bennie, Marcus, can you
please come in here for a moment?"

   The door opened and two very large men came in.  Bennie was the taller
of the two, 6'6", but a compact build.  Marcus was about 6'3", but his
solid build left no doubt that there was 250 pounds of muscle under his
suit.  "What's up, Doc?" Bennie asked.  Then he giggled.  "Man, I love it
when I can say that shit!  That's some funny shit!  Like the Bugs Bunny
cartoon, get it, Marcus?"

   Marcus ignored his partner.  Instead, speaking in a voice deeper than a
well, Marcus rumbled, "Don't tell me, lemme guess Doc.  Black Hooker Barbie
here don't wanna play along, amirite?"

   Roger nodded.  "Yeah, guys, it's the barn for her.  Take her over there
and get her chained up.  I'll be along shortly."

   Kicking and screaming to no avail, Tatyana was picked up and thrown over
Marcus' shoulder.  "Put me down you piece of shit!" she shouted as he
carried her away, Bennie following close behind.

   After a few minutes, Roger went out to the barn.  Tatyana was now naked
and hanging upside down, her head two feet off the ground with a spreader
bar attached at the ankles and exposing her pussy.  Her small tits drooped
downwards of their own accord; her long curly hair barely touched the
concrete floor.  Roger noticed the boys had removed the cast from her
broken right ankle so they could suspend her; it had not yet healed
completely, so it would be causing her terrible pain as she hung upside
down.  Good.  The center of the spreader bar was attached to the main winch
cable.  Her hands were bound behind her back with ropes, with strips of
duct tape from ear to ear under her jaw and over her mouth as a gag.  Her
nostrils were her only way to breathe, and when her sinuses drained while
hanging upside down, breathing would be a problem.  Excellent.  Her brown
skin was shiny with a sheen of sweat from struggling in vain against her
bonds.

   Roger knelt down to be close to her face.  "It didn't have to be this
way, Tatyana.  You should have cooperated.  Maybe because I was always kind
to you, you thought of me for as being soft.  I assure you, I am not.  I
used to be, but once my life was ruined, it changed me.  I no longer
believe in morals or ethics.  I now only believe in pleasing me."

   "Since you don't want to be part of my breeding menagerie, I'll use you
for my own amusement.  You may or may not be alive at the end of the day.
If not, well, thanks for all the good fucking." Tatyana wriggled and made
pleading noises through her gag, as if begging for mercy.  Tears came out
of her eyes and flowed down her forehead, splashing onto the concrete
beneath her.

   Roger took a bullwhip down from off the wall and uncurled it in front of
Tatyana's face.  "While I was in college, I took a course on the African
diaspora where we studied the dispersal of Africans in America, as well as
slavery up through abolition.  Fascinating stuff.  Did you know that
referring to a white man as a `cracker' came not from pale skins, but from
the sound the bullwhips made?  I thought we would start off by
re-introducing you to the experience of your ancestors."

   Standing up, Roger cracked the whip a few times as a warm up, then began
to whip the suspended woman.  Attached only at one point, the spreader bar
pivoted easily on the cable so Roger could whip her from many different
angles without having to move.  The first blow of the whip was across her
back and tied-up arms, but subsequent blows landed on her sides, across her
belly and tits, and on her ass cheeks.  Then, raising his aim, he began to
whip her legs and feet.

   After a while Roger stopped and looked at his handiwork, sweaty from his
exertion.  Tatyana was unconscious, and breathing roughly.  With the
exception of her face and pussy, her body was covered with stripes from the
whip strikes, some merely cosmetic, but some of them had broken the skin
and were bleeding.  Her bladder had emptied, her piss running down her body
where it conjoined with her tears and blood in the puddle beneath her.

   Kneeling down, Roger removed Tatyana's gag.  Taking an ampule of
ammonium carbonate from his pocket, he broke it open under her nose to
rouse her.  She snorted and blinked as she returned to consciousness. 
"Wake up little princess," he said.  "I don't want you to miss this part of
the show."

   Hanging up the bullwhip, he opened a drawer and removed a multi-tailed
flogger.  He waved it in the air and took a few practice strokes on the
bottoms of her feet to get the feel of it, Tatyana crying out in pain as he
did so.  Then, aiming carefully, he brought it down on her spread pussy. 
On the first stroke, she screamed.

   "The bullwhip was hard work," he told her.  "Because the area is so
tender, with this flogger I don't have to swing very hard at all." He swung
again, and she screamed even louder.  He continued to flog her tender lips
long after her voice went hoarse and she lost consciousness again.  By then
her pussy was a swollen mess, little rivulets of blood running down her
belly.

   Roger gestured to Bennie,"Get her upright and set her up for hanging,"
he instructed.  "Marcus, bring me Keiko and the new one.  I want them to
see what happens to disobedient livestock."