Flung out on the table, bound and feeling the senseless hard poking of her pussy, Louise was stretched to breaking point under Joshua's hands. In this room she felt all but totally alone, there wasn't a chance of seeing or feeling Violet for now, and the pain rolling down made her whole body feel black and blue. She tugged helplessly at her limbs; Matthews' mean laughter told her she would not get any reprieve. The banana driving into her, she sobbed in small spasms and groaned "O-ouuewwgh! Nnghh! Oouh! n-no!"

She dimly heard his threat to Violet. So the bastard was aiming to break her best friend by making her watch Louise being tortured and fucked. And he underlined his words by jabbing the banana once more against the wall of her grotto; Louise gave a hoarse grunt. "I'm joining all the girls this prison has put to torture before" she thought, "I'm like those who were brutalized and flogged by the KGB..." - the next moment she heard herself wailing, and beyond it, Violet's upset voice that seemed so small, a woman's words of protest at what she had to watch. "Please, no more" Louise thought and sensed how close to exhaustion Matthews' routine was taking her.

With tears and drool flooding her ring gagged mouth, that sadist must be having a ball. What in the world was Violet thinking? Louise wished she could be with her buddy outside, but it was a useless fancy right now. Suddenly she felt the banana being pulled out, and her muscles relaxed a little - ooh, thanks - only to feel, a few moments later, the hard swipe of a riding whip on her heated, tortured mound.
She cried out sharply and kicked her bound feet. "Please...Mmmgh! " she thought, "can't anybody stop this?" Once again, she felt the icy fear that Matthews was going to rape and kill them both.