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as one of pleasure rather than pain.
    The larger dildo worked away happily in the warm, moist sheath, all of which was caught on the video, including close ups. When the stimulation reached a high enough level, her natural reaction occurred. She had an orgasm. A pretty nice one, considering the circumstances. As she burst into ecstasy, she cried out and her body went rigid, straining against the ropes and trembling.
    It lasted only a minute or two, but it impressed these two henchmen. They were used to fucking a woman and gaining their pleasure almost immediately, before the woman had worked up to an orgasm. Thus it was that they had seldom seen a real orgasm (as opposed to the fake ones from prostitutes). They were impressed.
    Alfred held up the glistening dildo, looked at it, and said, “Lucky fellow!”
    “Someday…” muttered Mack. “Someday soon.”
     

 
    Chapter VIII
    Have a Belt
     
    Shortly after Linda had been subjected to a forced orgasm, another young woman, this time in Italy, was being treated much less kindly.
    Angelica was dragged from her closet and taken to the room where she had been hung by her ankles for three long, very uncomfortable hours the day before. This time she was hung by her wrists, leaving her toes several inches off the floor. Ropes were then tied to her ankles and threaded through rings attached to opposite walls. When they pulled on those, her legs were spread widely apart. For a little while they admired her curvy form in its strained condition, but eventually had to attend to the task at hand. While one managed the camera, the other took a stance directly before her. In his hand was a belt; just a simple man’s belt of brown leather, about two inches wide and held doubled over with the buckle in his hand.
    The dark-haired beauty stared at that belt in disbelief. It was obvious to her fear-filled mind that with her legs spread wide, her most personal and sensitive place was an available target. She began to whine even before his hand swung back and then upward. Just as the belt impacted squarely upon her sex, a flash went off and the event was recorded. The camera did not, however, catch her scream. Perhaps they had misjudged the degree of pain such a whipping would create, for them were both surprised by the loudness of her reaction. The way her body jerked and tried to twist was nice to see, as was the look of shock and pain on her pretty face.
    “No, you will kill me!” she cried at them. “NO!”
    But the evil man was already lining up the belt for a second strike directly between her legs. She tried to twist her hips away, but with the ropes holding her legs too tautly she could do nothing but watch as the belt went back then became a blur as it swung forward. Her cry was even louder than before. The flash went off upon impact, but this time catching not the strike zone, but her facial reaction. There could be no mistaking the pain upon those lovely features, or the fear in her eyes.
    “Let’s get a few more,” the man with the whip said, “just to make sure we get a good photo.”
    As the belt again came up and smacked into the soft flesh, her head jerked backwards and the scream was cut off in the middle. Then her head sagged forward and hung there.
    “I think she’s fainted,” the man with the camera said.
    “Yeah. Maybe I’m hitting her a little too hard.”
    The first man was moving around, snapping a couple photos showing Angelica hanging limp in her bonds. “Guess we got enough,” he said. “Alberto only sends one photo a day.”
    “Just when I was getting started. Maybe I could whip her a few more time, just to let her know we mean business?”
    “I think she knows. Anyway, it’s not as much fun if they don’t react.”
    “Oh, I’ll get her to react.” Leaving the room, he returned a short time later with a bucket of cold water that he threw into her face. Her eyes opened, seemed a bit confused, but then settled on his face. “Please don’t hurt