Chapter 6 – Elizabeth
Lucinda groaned in agony as she rested flat on her back next to the Monster upon the mattress in his chamber, every muscle screaming from the strain of the werewolf attack. Her pussy and breasts felt as if they had been rubbed raw. And she did not even want to think about her poor throbbing asshole. When they arrived back at the castle last night, her Master did a thorough exam on her to check for bruises or tears. Although she was relieved to know she had not been damaged by those sadistic animals, she still resented another man looking at her private parts. She had been examined enough down there to last her a lifetime!
And even now she was to get no peace for the Monster had turned upon his side and was ogling her with that hungry lusty look of his.
"No!" she said stubbornly. "Don't even think about it! I don't want to right now."
The Monster scowled and growled at her.
"I don't care!" she sniffled as unwanted tears burned at her eyes. "I don't feel good, can't you understand that, you big oaf? Why doesn't everyone just leave me alone?"
When she started to sob pitifully, she was astounded when the Monster began to wail loudly right along with her. He even put his arms awkwardly around her and held her close to his chest. Even though he was an ugly stupid brute, Lucinda felt an odd kinship with him. They were both equally fucked up by the Mad Scientist which bonded them in a weird sort of way, whether they liked it or not.
As she relaxed in his strong grip, she began to feel a tad better. She even managed to sleep a little. But then she awoke when the Monster slipped his hands under her nightgown to feel up her breasts.
"Monster, I said no!"
But the Monster's touch was gentle and soothing as he stroked her nipples lightly with his fingertips. She had taught him how to touch her just the way she liked it. Apparently, he did have some ability to learn when he was interested in the subject matter.
"Good...?" he asked.
Despite herself, she could not hold back a soft little moan as he massaged her breasts lovingly. She felt herself get wet. At least, everything was still in good working order down there.
"Good!..." he enthused.
Oh, she knew she was going to pay the price, but the Monster was making her so horny the way he was touching her breasts. She slipped off her nightgown and was surprised when the Monster parted her legs wide and licked lovingly at her crotch. He had never done that before! Although he certainly did not have the Vampire's technique, he had innocent enthusiasm working to his advantage. She squirmed and grew wet at the feel of his tongue teasing and exploring every crevice down there. He grasped at her hips, lifting them off the floor as he buried his face deeply into her pussy. She ran her fingers through what little ragged hair he had on his head, pushing his mouth upon more. He licked and suckled away at her until she came helplessly and sweetly into his insistent mouth.
"Bride...feel...good...?" he asked with hope in his big brown eyes, seeming rather proud of himself as pussy juice streamed down from his lips.
"Thank you, Monster. That was good. Very very good, in fact, but I am not your bride and you must not think of me that way. I am only your mate. There is a big difference."
As she told him this, Lucinda once more got the strange feeling that she did not belong in this place. But the memories of the other woman that she used to be eluded her yet again.
Before their rather limited conversation could continue, the Mad Scientist came to fetch her.
"Dress yourself, Lucinda, and come meet with me in the laboratory," he ordered sharply.
Lucinda was annoyed. Did her Master never think to knock at the door?
Feeling rather used and vulnerable, Lucinda picked one of the dowdiest dresses that she could find in her closet to wear. However, since the Mad Scientist had furnished her wardrobe, even this dress was low cut enough to show her cleavage.
"I received a call from Larry Talbot," her Master announced to her abruptly as he munched off of a breakfast roll. "He sends his apologies regarding his mistake of the full moon. He even went so far as to ask to take you out to dinner."
"I shall never see that horrible Larry Talbot again! Never, never, never!" Lucinda screamed. "That mean nasty butt-fucking hoodlum!"
"Oh, Lucinda, don't be such a child," the Mad Scientist scolded. "You can't expect every one of our clients to be an ugly virgin or a seductive vampire. You are bound to have your share of unpleasantness every once in a while."
"Unpleasantness!" she shrieked. "You call being gang banged by a bunch of werewolves unpleasantness!"
Her Master's eyes narrowed with cruelty.
"Do not make me whip you for being so impudent, Lucinda."
Lucinda thrust out her lower lip, pouting mutinously.
"Still, you shall not see Talbot again," he agreed. "Not because I give a good goddamn about all of your whining, but because the monster cheated me. If I had known you were going to be servicing God knows how many werewolves, your contract price would have risen considerably. Perhaps I should add an 'additional payments for services rendered' clause in your contract."
Money, she fumed. All her Master ever cared about was money!
At that moment, Boris limped into the sitting room.
"There is a visitor at the front door, Master. A pretty one, too."
The Mad Scientist squinted his eyes with confusion.
"A woman coming here?" he asked to himself. "What on earth?"
"So this is what you've been up to!"
The imperious voice belonged to a petite brunette with big china doll blue eyes. Everything about her was neat and proper, for her hair cut in a trim little bob at the back of her neck to her delicate white lace dress with a floral print. She was wearing sensible low heeled shoes. All in all, a fine little English girl.
"Elizabeth, you know I do not like to be disturbed when I am here working on my experiments!" the Mad Scientist chided.
"And is that cheap blonde one of your latest experiments?" she shouted as she pointed at Lucinda.
"Well...yes..."
Lucinda's feelings were very hurt. She wasn't a cheap blonde. Her Master just made her to look that way.
"And to think that I have been slaving away on wedding invitations and caterers and seating arrangements for our wedding...while you have been carousing around with that tramp in your big..." She strained to find the words. "...Pleasure Castle!" She then stomped her foot with outrage. "Victor, I insist that you leave here and come with me to my father's manor right this instant!"
"I will not!" he bellowed. "I have very important responsibilities here. Very important things to do..."
"I will not marry you then!" she cried out. "The wedding is off! I will not marry a mad man who carries out weird experiments on tawdry blondes!"
"Will you not?!" the Mad Scientist bellowed in outrage, his complexion an angry red. "WILL YOU NOT!"
Lucinda held her breath. She had never seen her Master so angry...not even when she refused to fuck the Monster that first day.
He then grabbed the prim little brunette, dragged her to a bench and forced her over his lap. Cruelly, he pulled up her flowery skirt, pulled down her expensive pink silk panties and began to spank her naked buttocks hard.
"No...oh, no!" she squealed as she kicked out wildly. "What are you doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson, you little stuck up bitch!"
As he struck repeatedly at her lily-white ass with an open hand, her buttock cheeks turned a rosy pink. She was crying, her immaculate makeup melting on her face and snot coming out of her nose. Lucinda felt very sorry for her.
"Come, Lucinda. You want a few whacks at her?" he offered, taking one of her buttocks and squeezing it.
She shook her head, hoping the Master would not make her join in.
"How about you, Boris?"
Boris, who had been watching Elizabeth's humiliation with great interest, enthusiastically joined the Mad Scientist at the bench. He must have been enjoying himself as he had a hard-on the size of Texas as he limped over to join them.
"Looks like my servant is quite won over by your prissy ass. He needs a good sucking off, wouldn't you say?"
Elizabeth did not answer but only sobbed helplessly.
With a hard thwack on her ass, he insisted she answer him.
"WOULDN'T YOU SAY?"
"I-I d-don't know..." she gasped through her tears. "I d-d-don't know what you're t-t-talking about."
Holding her nose, the Mad Scientist forced Elizabeth to open her mouth. Boris had his cock out of his breeches, all smiles and raring to go.
"You suck on his cock until he comes and you swallow every bit of his cum, got it. Little Missy?"
Elizabeth could only make a pitiful moan as her mouth was already jammed full of Boris' cock.
"How is she, Boris?"
"Barely doing anything at all, Master!"
"Oh, really! Well, we shall have to do better than that, won't we, Elizabeth?" He shoved a finger up her pussy, making her scream. "Ah, does my little virgin bride hurt? Well, you'll have a great deal more than that up you soon, you snide little bitch! Now suck off Boris and swallow it!"
Boris soon came with a loud roar while Elizabeth gagged, forcing herself to swallow his cum.
Hurling her from his lap and down onto the cobble stones of the floor, the Mad Scientist wrenched her thighs apart and plunged into her with his cock, making her scream most horribly.
Lucinda cringed. Obviously, Elizabeth was a virgin, "was" being the operative word.
The Mad Scientist pumped in and out of his fiancée, uncaring of all of her cries of pain. Within only a few strokes, he came with a loud cry.
"Now you'll have to marry me, you little bitch!" the Mad Scientist snarled as he left the room.
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Lying on the straw mattress in the Monster's chamber, Lucinda could not get poor Elizabeth's screams out of her mind.
And she did not know why she should allow the girl's fate to upset her so. She of all people knew how mean the Master could be. And any girl foolish enough to agree to marry him had been asking for misery in the first place. Besides, that little miss had called her a cheap blonde along with half a dozen other insults! Let her stew in her own juices!
After all, Lucinda had bigger fish to fry. Soon she would be going back to Paris as the Phantom had requested her company for a whole week. She was shocked that he could afford such an extravagance. He must have blackmailed or killed somebody. And her Master had no hesitation in letting her go on her own. Apparently, he must have felt sorry for her at least a little bit after all she had gone through with the Wolf Man and his fellow fiends. And she would be very glad to have a nice rest far away from this madhouse in Transylvania, even if it did mean she was away from the Monster for a while. Maybe she would even see the Hunchback while she was out there.
Lying on her side, throwing her thigh over the Monster's hips, she tried to get back to sleep. And again, she saw poor Elizabeth in her mind's eye, being spanked and raped, crying and wailing. Maybe her own recent werewolf attack had made her overly sensitive. After all, she had only weathered that experience because she had been designed to, but if she were a normal woman like Elizabeth, she might not have fared so well. She might have slit her wrists or gone insane.
The Monster growled with annoyance as Lucinda shook him awake.
"Come on, Monster, let us see how poor Elizabeth is doing."
With a snore, he turned over on his side, ignoring her pleas.
"Please, Monster..." she coaxed as she snaked her hand over to his cock, stroking it with wicked intent. "You'd make me so happy if you helped me cheer Elizabeth up..."
That woke the Monster and his member up right away. He had not had a good session with his Mate in some time as she had been so upset and sore about Larry Talbot. And he would do anything to be able to fuck her again.
They got up, threw on some clothes, and creeped down to the Mad Scientist's laboratory.
Elizabeth was naked and chained up to a wall, slumped over in exhaustion. She looked quite lovely with her dark curls and ivory skin. Her breasts, belly and hips were plump and very squeezable. And her ass still looked a bit pink from her Master's cruelty.
The Mad Scientist had attached one of his torture instruments, an egg-shaped clit vibrator, to his fiancée with a harness around her hips. The device was still whirring away, causing Elizabeth to twitch and buck in frustration, even as she was was halfway unconscious. Carefully, Lucinda removed the harness with a scalpel knife and took off the vibrator.
"Master...get...mad..." the Monster warned.
"I don't care," Lucinda sneered as she threw the loathsome object away.
Elizabeth moaned, momentarily aroused from her stupor.
"She's quite pretty without all of those snooty clothes, isn't she, Monster?"
He nodded with a grunt, licking his lips. "Pretty..."
"And she has nice breasts too, doesn't she?"
"Pretty...titties..."
Experimentally, Lucinda leaned over and kissed Elizabeth's breasts. The girl moaned softly in response. Encouraged, she began to lick at the captive's soft pink nipples. The feel of a woman's breast in her mouth was odd, but she kind of liked it. And when Elizabeth's nubs started to harden and grow hard and red with excitement, Lucinda also became wet as she imagined herself being bound up and tongued by another woman.
Elizabeth came to as her senses were stirred up by Lucinda's caressing mouth.
"Who are you?" she moaned pitifully. "What do you want?"
"I'm Lucinda, Elizabeth," she answered. "The one you called a 'cheap blonde'. And this is the Monster."
With one look at the towering behemoth, Elizabeth opened her mouth as if she were about to scream. Quickly, Lucinda covered her mouth with her hand.
"Don't be afraid of him. He's not pretty, but can be awfully nice when he wants to be. Monster, show her how nice you can be..."
The Monster smiled a toothy grin, trying to be appear less ugly but seemed rather silly in the attempt.
"Leave me alone..." Elizabeth pouted, ashamed and miserable. "Haven't I been through enough?"
"You must be awfully uncomfortable after having to wear that thing for so long. I'll bet you are terribly horny. Would you like us to make you come?"
"What?" she asked in confusion.
"Fucking can feel really good, although I suppose you'd never know it the way my Master treated you. But as long as you're here, you'll probably be doing it a lot. So you might as well learn to like it a little. It will make things so much easier for you. Let me help you, Elizabeth."
"Please, no..." she begged, pulling her breast away from Lucinda's hands in disgust. "I don't want to..."
"It's all right," Lucinda soothed. "We won't hurt you. You play with her titties, Monster. Nice and gentle like you do with me."
"Not...my...woman..."
"I know she isn't, but I would be so happy if you were nice to her. Maybe I'll even..."
She whispered a naughty promise into the Monster's ear.
With an enthused grunt, the Monster reached out for Elizabeth's chest. She blushed as the Monster's big strong hands immediately began to massage her pert breasts and finger her hard nipples. She began to squirm, shifting her weight from one foot to the next.
"No, don't do that," she begged, panting in innocent excitement. "It's so wrong and sinful..."
"How can something that feels so good be wrong?" Lucinda asked. "The Monster has such wonderful hands, doesn't he?" She couldn't help but touch her own nipples, suddenly very much wanting to be in Elizabeth's place.
The Monster continued to gently play with Elizabeth's breasts as Lucinda kneeled down before Elizabeth's, pulling her thighs over her shoulders. Parting the girl's cunt lips, Lucinda started to lick at her pussy. The taste of a woman was quite strange...and yet she did not find it repulsive. She kept teasing up and down and all around Elizabeth's slit until her tissues were dripping with juices. She was fascinated to see Elizabeth's labia almost appear to turn inside out as she kept relentlessly teasing her. By the time she tickled Elizabeth's clit with her tongue, Elizabeth was writhing with ecstasy even as she kept protesting.
"Ooohhh...." Elizabeth sighed with pleasure. "Ooohhh...no....don't..."
"Don't fight it, Elizabeth. You need to come so bad. I bet you feel much better now, don't you? Pinch her titties good, Monster...she seems to like that..."
Lucinda went back to eating Elizabeth out until she began to squeal and cry, parting her thighs wider and pushing herself further into Lucinda's mouth. Lucinda gripped onto the girl's hips tightly, suckling hard at her clit.
"Oh, God, forgive me!" Elizabeth cried out. "I can't help it...I can't help it..."
Her hips thrashed up and down as she turned her head from side to side, sobbing when the orgasm hit her. Then she passed out in a swoon, hanging from her chains again.
Lucinda could not help but rub her own pussy in sympathetic arousal. She had no idea that she would get so turned on by doing another woman!
"Okay, we'd better go, Monster," Lucinda said, gripping the Monster's arm. He seemed rather reluctant to let go of Elizabeth's tits once he had gotten started. "Come on before we're caught!"
When they reentered the Monster's chamber, Lucinda stripped off all her clothes, all hot and bothered.
"My...woman...horny...?" the Monster said with hopeful eyes.
"Oh, shut up, Monster, and fill me up with that big cock of yours!" she said with a beaming smile, just barely able to wait long enough for him to undress before she straddled him. The Monster grinned from ear to ear as Lucinda impaled herself upon him, working at him viciously with her hungry pussy.
"Fuck...good..." he moaned. "Good..."
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Elizabeth's punishment was still not complete. If the Mad Scientist knew about their little ménage a trois in the laboratory, he did not say anything about it. But he was still obviously very angry with his fiancée.
The Mad Scientist had forced her to wear a French Maid outfit all of the time, except that it was cut so short that any time she bent over, anyone could see her bare ass. Of course, she was not allowed to wear underwear. Also, there were two little holes cut in the front where her bare nipples stuck through. She was to service the Mad Scientist and Boris whenever they wanted her which was usually several times a day. All of the time, they were pinching her breasts and spanking her backside, provoking her into a constant state of unrelieved horniness. And unfortunately, the only time she ever got to have an orgasm was when they allowed for her to do so. If she even tried to touch herself, she would be whipped viciously.
In fact, the greater Elizabeth's frustration and humiliation, the more the Mad Scientist seemed to like it.
One time, when they were all seated at the dinner table, Elizabeth accidentally spilled some soup upon the Master while serving it.
"How dare you, you whore!" the Mad Scientist raged.
Suddenly, he cleared everything off of the table, all of the soup bowls and water glasses and everything. Then he hauled Elizabeth off of her feet, threw her face down upon the table and lifted up her skirt, revealing her bare buttocks to everyone.
"No, Victor...please don't..." Elizabeth begged. "It was an accident..."
"Shut up and get on your hands and knees."
Sobbing, Elizabeth obeyed.
"Spread your legs so we can all see everything."
Again, she did as she was told while sniffling.
Lucinda cringed at having to see the girl treated so abominably and moved a little closer to the Monster. He looked at her with his big brown eyes, seeming to also sympathize with the girl in his own dumb way.
While the Mad Scientist spanked Elizabeth until tears ran down her cheeks, Lucinda sighed sadly. Her Master had obviously crossed the line from mad genius to plain old insanity. Apparently though, witnessing the spanking was turning her on, despite her misgivings. When the Monster sidled his chair next to hers and slipped his hand up her skirt, shoving his fingers inside of her, she jolted and squirmed, trying hard not to scream with the sudden throb of desperate need she felt. She returned the favor, stroking his cock through his breeches. They both slyly smiled at each other, exercising the utmost control to keep from making any sound while the Master began to fuck Elizabeth from behind. When Elizabeth and the Master screamed in a mutual climax, the two creations quietly shuddered and spent in secret.
How she adored her Monster...
Still, she would be looking forward to her trip to Paris where she could have a little peace and quiet for a change.
Lucinda groaned in agony as she rested flat on her back next to the Monster upon the mattress in his chamber, every muscle screaming from the strain of the werewolf attack. Her pussy and breasts felt as if they had been rubbed raw. And she did not even want to think about her poor throbbing asshole. When they arrived back at the castle last night, her Master did a thorough exam on her to check for bruises or tears. Although she was relieved to know she had not been damaged by those sadistic animals, she still resented another man looking at her private parts. She had been examined enough down there to last her a lifetime!
And even now she was to get no peace for the Monster had turned upon his side and was ogling her with that hungry lusty look of his.
"No!" she said stubbornly. "Don't even think about it! I don't want to right now."
The Monster scowled and growled at her.
"I don't care!" she sniffled as unwanted tears burned at her eyes. "I don't feel good, can't you understand that, you big oaf? Why doesn't everyone just leave me alone?"
When she started to sob pitifully, she was astounded when the Monster began to wail loudly right along with her. He even put his arms awkwardly around her and held her close to his chest. Even though he was an ugly stupid brute, Lucinda felt an odd kinship with him. They were both equally fucked up by the Mad Scientist which bonded them in a weird sort of way, whether they liked it or not.
As she relaxed in his strong grip, she began to feel a tad better. She even managed to sleep a little. But then she awoke when the Monster slipped his hands under her nightgown to feel up her breasts.
"Monster, I said no!"
But the Monster's touch was gentle and soothing as he stroked her nipples lightly with his fingertips. She had taught him how to touch her just the way she liked it. Apparently, he did have some ability to learn when he was interested in the subject matter.
"Good...?" he asked.
Despite herself, she could not hold back a soft little moan as he massaged her breasts lovingly. She felt herself get wet. At least, everything was still in good working order down there.
"Good!..." he enthused.
Oh, she knew she was going to pay the price, but the Monster was making her so horny the way he was touching her breasts. She slipped off her nightgown and was surprised when the Monster parted her legs wide and licked lovingly at her crotch. He had never done that before! Although he certainly did not have the Vampire's technique, he had innocent enthusiasm working to his advantage. She squirmed and grew wet at the feel of his tongue teasing and exploring every crevice down there. He grasped at her hips, lifting them off the floor as he buried his face deeply into her pussy. She ran her fingers through what little ragged hair he had on his head, pushing his mouth upon more. He licked and suckled away at her until she came helplessly and sweetly into his insistent mouth.
"Bride...feel...good...?" he asked with hope in his big brown eyes, seeming rather proud of himself as pussy juice streamed down from his lips.
"Thank you, Monster. That was good. Very very good, in fact, but I am not your bride and you must not think of me that way. I am only your mate. There is a big difference."
As she told him this, Lucinda once more got the strange feeling that she did not belong in this place. But the memories of the other woman that she used to be eluded her yet again.
Before their rather limited conversation could continue, the Mad Scientist came to fetch her.
"Dress yourself, Lucinda, and come meet with me in the laboratory," he ordered sharply.
Lucinda was annoyed. Did her Master never think to knock at the door?
Feeling rather used and vulnerable, Lucinda picked one of the dowdiest dresses that she could find in her closet to wear. However, since the Mad Scientist had furnished her wardrobe, even this dress was low cut enough to show her cleavage.
"I received a call from Larry Talbot," her Master announced to her abruptly as he munched off of a breakfast roll. "He sends his apologies regarding his mistake of the full moon. He even went so far as to ask to take you out to dinner."
"I shall never see that horrible Larry Talbot again! Never, never, never!" Lucinda screamed. "That mean nasty butt-fucking hoodlum!"
"Oh, Lucinda, don't be such a child," the Mad Scientist scolded. "You can't expect every one of our clients to be an ugly virgin or a seductive vampire. You are bound to have your share of unpleasantness every once in a while."
"Unpleasantness!" she shrieked. "You call being gang banged by a bunch of werewolves unpleasantness!"
Her Master's eyes narrowed with cruelty.
"Do not make me whip you for being so impudent, Lucinda."
Lucinda thrust out her lower lip, pouting mutinously.
"Still, you shall not see Talbot again," he agreed. "Not because I give a good goddamn about all of your whining, but because the monster cheated me. If I had known you were going to be servicing God knows how many werewolves, your contract price would have risen considerably. Perhaps I should add an 'additional payments for services rendered' clause in your contract."
Money, she fumed. All her Master ever cared about was money!
At that moment, Boris limped into the sitting room.
"There is a visitor at the front door, Master. A pretty one, too."
The Mad Scientist squinted his eyes with confusion.
"A woman coming here?" he asked to himself. "What on earth?"
"So this is what you've been up to!"
The imperious voice belonged to a petite brunette with big china doll blue eyes. Everything about her was neat and proper, for her hair cut in a trim little bob at the back of her neck to her delicate white lace dress with a floral print. She was wearing sensible low heeled shoes. All in all, a fine little English girl.
"Elizabeth, you know I do not like to be disturbed when I am here working on my experiments!" the Mad Scientist chided.
"And is that cheap blonde one of your latest experiments?" she shouted as she pointed at Lucinda.
"Well...yes..."
Lucinda's feelings were very hurt. She wasn't a cheap blonde. Her Master just made her to look that way.
"And to think that I have been slaving away on wedding invitations and caterers and seating arrangements for our wedding...while you have been carousing around with that tramp in your big..." She strained to find the words. "...Pleasure Castle!" She then stomped her foot with outrage. "Victor, I insist that you leave here and come with me to my father's manor right this instant!"
"I will not!" he bellowed. "I have very important responsibilities here. Very important things to do..."
"I will not marry you then!" she cried out. "The wedding is off! I will not marry a mad man who carries out weird experiments on tawdry blondes!"
"Will you not?!" the Mad Scientist bellowed in outrage, his complexion an angry red. "WILL YOU NOT!"
Lucinda held her breath. She had never seen her Master so angry...not even when she refused to fuck the Monster that first day.
He then grabbed the prim little brunette, dragged her to a bench and forced her over his lap. Cruelly, he pulled up her flowery skirt, pulled down her expensive pink silk panties and began to spank her naked buttocks hard.
"No...oh, no!" she squealed as she kicked out wildly. "What are you doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson, you little stuck up bitch!"
As he struck repeatedly at her lily-white ass with an open hand, her buttock cheeks turned a rosy pink. She was crying, her immaculate makeup melting on her face and snot coming out of her nose. Lucinda felt very sorry for her.
"Come, Lucinda. You want a few whacks at her?" he offered, taking one of her buttocks and squeezing it.
She shook her head, hoping the Master would not make her join in.
"How about you, Boris?"
Boris, who had been watching Elizabeth's humiliation with great interest, enthusiastically joined the Mad Scientist at the bench. He must have been enjoying himself as he had a hard-on the size of Texas as he limped over to join them.
"Looks like my servant is quite won over by your prissy ass. He needs a good sucking off, wouldn't you say?"
Elizabeth did not answer but only sobbed helplessly.
With a hard thwack on her ass, he insisted she answer him.
"WOULDN'T YOU SAY?"
"I-I d-don't know..." she gasped through her tears. "I d-d-don't know what you're t-t-talking about."
Holding her nose, the Mad Scientist forced Elizabeth to open her mouth. Boris had his cock out of his breeches, all smiles and raring to go.
"You suck on his cock until he comes and you swallow every bit of his cum, got it. Little Missy?"
Elizabeth could only make a pitiful moan as her mouth was already jammed full of Boris' cock.
"How is she, Boris?"
"Barely doing anything at all, Master!"
"Oh, really! Well, we shall have to do better than that, won't we, Elizabeth?" He shoved a finger up her pussy, making her scream. "Ah, does my little virgin bride hurt? Well, you'll have a great deal more than that up you soon, you snide little bitch! Now suck off Boris and swallow it!"
Boris soon came with a loud roar while Elizabeth gagged, forcing herself to swallow his cum.
Hurling her from his lap and down onto the cobble stones of the floor, the Mad Scientist wrenched her thighs apart and plunged into her with his cock, making her scream most horribly.
Lucinda cringed. Obviously, Elizabeth was a virgin, "was" being the operative word.
The Mad Scientist pumped in and out of his fiancée, uncaring of all of her cries of pain. Within only a few strokes, he came with a loud cry.
"Now you'll have to marry me, you little bitch!" the Mad Scientist snarled as he left the room.
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Lying on the straw mattress in the Monster's chamber, Lucinda could not get poor Elizabeth's screams out of her mind.
And she did not know why she should allow the girl's fate to upset her so. She of all people knew how mean the Master could be. And any girl foolish enough to agree to marry him had been asking for misery in the first place. Besides, that little miss had called her a cheap blonde along with half a dozen other insults! Let her stew in her own juices!
After all, Lucinda had bigger fish to fry. Soon she would be going back to Paris as the Phantom had requested her company for a whole week. She was shocked that he could afford such an extravagance. He must have blackmailed or killed somebody. And her Master had no hesitation in letting her go on her own. Apparently, he must have felt sorry for her at least a little bit after all she had gone through with the Wolf Man and his fellow fiends. And she would be very glad to have a nice rest far away from this madhouse in Transylvania, even if it did mean she was away from the Monster for a while. Maybe she would even see the Hunchback while she was out there.
Lying on her side, throwing her thigh over the Monster's hips, she tried to get back to sleep. And again, she saw poor Elizabeth in her mind's eye, being spanked and raped, crying and wailing. Maybe her own recent werewolf attack had made her overly sensitive. After all, she had only weathered that experience because she had been designed to, but if she were a normal woman like Elizabeth, she might not have fared so well. She might have slit her wrists or gone insane.
The Monster growled with annoyance as Lucinda shook him awake.
"Come on, Monster, let us see how poor Elizabeth is doing."
With a snore, he turned over on his side, ignoring her pleas.
"Please, Monster..." she coaxed as she snaked her hand over to his cock, stroking it with wicked intent. "You'd make me so happy if you helped me cheer Elizabeth up..."
That woke the Monster and his member up right away. He had not had a good session with his Mate in some time as she had been so upset and sore about Larry Talbot. And he would do anything to be able to fuck her again.
They got up, threw on some clothes, and creeped down to the Mad Scientist's laboratory.
Elizabeth was naked and chained up to a wall, slumped over in exhaustion. She looked quite lovely with her dark curls and ivory skin. Her breasts, belly and hips were plump and very squeezable. And her ass still looked a bit pink from her Master's cruelty.
The Mad Scientist had attached one of his torture instruments, an egg-shaped clit vibrator, to his fiancée with a harness around her hips. The device was still whirring away, causing Elizabeth to twitch and buck in frustration, even as she was was halfway unconscious. Carefully, Lucinda removed the harness with a scalpel knife and took off the vibrator.
"Master...get...mad..." the Monster warned.
"I don't care," Lucinda sneered as she threw the loathsome object away.
Elizabeth moaned, momentarily aroused from her stupor.
"She's quite pretty without all of those snooty clothes, isn't she, Monster?"
He nodded with a grunt, licking his lips. "Pretty..."
"And she has nice breasts too, doesn't she?"
"Pretty...titties..."
Experimentally, Lucinda leaned over and kissed Elizabeth's breasts. The girl moaned softly in response. Encouraged, she began to lick at the captive's soft pink nipples. The feel of a woman's breast in her mouth was odd, but she kind of liked it. And when Elizabeth's nubs started to harden and grow hard and red with excitement, Lucinda also became wet as she imagined herself being bound up and tongued by another woman.
Elizabeth came to as her senses were stirred up by Lucinda's caressing mouth.
"Who are you?" she moaned pitifully. "What do you want?"
"I'm Lucinda, Elizabeth," she answered. "The one you called a 'cheap blonde'. And this is the Monster."
With one look at the towering behemoth, Elizabeth opened her mouth as if she were about to scream. Quickly, Lucinda covered her mouth with her hand.
"Don't be afraid of him. He's not pretty, but can be awfully nice when he wants to be. Monster, show her how nice you can be..."
The Monster smiled a toothy grin, trying to be appear less ugly but seemed rather silly in the attempt.
"Leave me alone..." Elizabeth pouted, ashamed and miserable. "Haven't I been through enough?"
"You must be awfully uncomfortable after having to wear that thing for so long. I'll bet you are terribly horny. Would you like us to make you come?"
"What?" she asked in confusion.
"Fucking can feel really good, although I suppose you'd never know it the way my Master treated you. But as long as you're here, you'll probably be doing it a lot. So you might as well learn to like it a little. It will make things so much easier for you. Let me help you, Elizabeth."
"Please, no..." she begged, pulling her breast away from Lucinda's hands in disgust. "I don't want to..."
"It's all right," Lucinda soothed. "We won't hurt you. You play with her titties, Monster. Nice and gentle like you do with me."
"Not...my...woman..."
"I know she isn't, but I would be so happy if you were nice to her. Maybe I'll even..."
She whispered a naughty promise into the Monster's ear.
With an enthused grunt, the Monster reached out for Elizabeth's chest. She blushed as the Monster's big strong hands immediately began to massage her pert breasts and finger her hard nipples. She began to squirm, shifting her weight from one foot to the next.
"No, don't do that," she begged, panting in innocent excitement. "It's so wrong and sinful..."
"How can something that feels so good be wrong?" Lucinda asked. "The Monster has such wonderful hands, doesn't he?" She couldn't help but touch her own nipples, suddenly very much wanting to be in Elizabeth's place.
The Monster continued to gently play with Elizabeth's breasts as Lucinda kneeled down before Elizabeth's, pulling her thighs over her shoulders. Parting the girl's cunt lips, Lucinda started to lick at her pussy. The taste of a woman was quite strange...and yet she did not find it repulsive. She kept teasing up and down and all around Elizabeth's slit until her tissues were dripping with juices. She was fascinated to see Elizabeth's labia almost appear to turn inside out as she kept relentlessly teasing her. By the time she tickled Elizabeth's clit with her tongue, Elizabeth was writhing with ecstasy even as she kept protesting.
"Ooohhh...." Elizabeth sighed with pleasure. "Ooohhh...no....don't..."
"Don't fight it, Elizabeth. You need to come so bad. I bet you feel much better now, don't you? Pinch her titties good, Monster...she seems to like that..."
Lucinda went back to eating Elizabeth out until she began to squeal and cry, parting her thighs wider and pushing herself further into Lucinda's mouth. Lucinda gripped onto the girl's hips tightly, suckling hard at her clit.
"Oh, God, forgive me!" Elizabeth cried out. "I can't help it...I can't help it..."
Her hips thrashed up and down as she turned her head from side to side, sobbing when the orgasm hit her. Then she passed out in a swoon, hanging from her chains again.
Lucinda could not help but rub her own pussy in sympathetic arousal. She had no idea that she would get so turned on by doing another woman!
"Okay, we'd better go, Monster," Lucinda said, gripping the Monster's arm. He seemed rather reluctant to let go of Elizabeth's tits once he had gotten started. "Come on before we're caught!"
When they reentered the Monster's chamber, Lucinda stripped off all her clothes, all hot and bothered.
"My...woman...horny...?" the Monster said with hopeful eyes.
"Oh, shut up, Monster, and fill me up with that big cock of yours!" she said with a beaming smile, just barely able to wait long enough for him to undress before she straddled him. The Monster grinned from ear to ear as Lucinda impaled herself upon him, working at him viciously with her hungry pussy.
"Fuck...good..." he moaned. "Good..."
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Elizabeth's punishment was still not complete. If the Mad Scientist knew about their little ménage a trois in the laboratory, he did not say anything about it. But he was still obviously very angry with his fiancée.
The Mad Scientist had forced her to wear a French Maid outfit all of the time, except that it was cut so short that any time she bent over, anyone could see her bare ass. Of course, she was not allowed to wear underwear. Also, there were two little holes cut in the front where her bare nipples stuck through. She was to service the Mad Scientist and Boris whenever they wanted her which was usually several times a day. All of the time, they were pinching her breasts and spanking her backside, provoking her into a constant state of unrelieved horniness. And unfortunately, the only time she ever got to have an orgasm was when they allowed for her to do so. If she even tried to touch herself, she would be whipped viciously.
In fact, the greater Elizabeth's frustration and humiliation, the more the Mad Scientist seemed to like it.
One time, when they were all seated at the dinner table, Elizabeth accidentally spilled some soup upon the Master while serving it.
"How dare you, you whore!" the Mad Scientist raged.
Suddenly, he cleared everything off of the table, all of the soup bowls and water glasses and everything. Then he hauled Elizabeth off of her feet, threw her face down upon the table and lifted up her skirt, revealing her bare buttocks to everyone.
"No, Victor...please don't..." Elizabeth begged. "It was an accident..."
"Shut up and get on your hands and knees."
Sobbing, Elizabeth obeyed.
"Spread your legs so we can all see everything."
Again, she did as she was told while sniffling.
Lucinda cringed at having to see the girl treated so abominably and moved a little closer to the Monster. He looked at her with his big brown eyes, seeming to also sympathize with the girl in his own dumb way.
While the Mad Scientist spanked Elizabeth until tears ran down her cheeks, Lucinda sighed sadly. Her Master had obviously crossed the line from mad genius to plain old insanity. Apparently though, witnessing the spanking was turning her on, despite her misgivings. When the Monster sidled his chair next to hers and slipped his hand up her skirt, shoving his fingers inside of her, she jolted and squirmed, trying hard not to scream with the sudden throb of desperate need she felt. She returned the favor, stroking his cock through his breeches. They both slyly smiled at each other, exercising the utmost control to keep from making any sound while the Master began to fuck Elizabeth from behind. When Elizabeth and the Master screamed in a mutual climax, the two creations quietly shuddered and spent in secret.
How she adored her Monster...
Still, she would be looking forward to her trip to Paris where she could have a little peace and quiet for a change.