Monster's Mate

A/N: Violent chapter coming up with a lot of abuse. Unfortunately, necessary for the story. Besides, Mr. Hyde’s a sick guy...

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“Please, Lucinda,” the Mad Scientist lectured. “You must try to exercise some control. Prancing about London in the nude caused even more of a scandal than that whole Hunchback business in Paris...”

“But the Invisible Man forced me to, Master...”

“Oh, excuses, excuses...” he shrugged off, obviously oblivious to all reason. “As it is, we have another client to see, Dr. Henry L. Jekyll.”

“What invention fucked this doctor up?” she asked cynically.

“I will not tolerate such insolence, Lucinda,” he chastised. “Our clients are our bread and butter. Really, just because you are one of the most expensive and requested women in our line of work does not mean that you can just say and do whatever you please.”

“Yes, Master,” Lucinda pouted as she studied her freshly manicured nails.

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Dr. Jekyll had seemed like a handsome and polite enough gentleman in his white neatly-pressed lab coat and slicked-back black hair. So Lucinda was suspicious of him at once. It was always the mild-mannered types that were the worst monsters, she had discovered.

At first, things had gone well. In fact, they were rather pleasant.

The doctor had escorted her to his sitting room, motioned for her to lie back upon a bear skin rug and without further ado undid his trousers. He had been content to fuck her in the missionary position, all prim and proper. While perhaps their tryst was a bit on the dull side, Lucinda was starting to think that ‘dull’ was not such a bad thing anymore. He came. She came a little. So far, so good.

Before she was to leave, Dr. Jekyll asked if she might like to engage in a little afternoon tea. His maidservant, a big buxom redhead named Mary Reilly, gave Lucinda a friendly smile as she served the refreshments. All was calm and civilized until Dr. Jekyll went down to his laboratory to ‘check on an experiment’.

Then all hell broke loose...

Less than a half hour later, a maniac rushed into the parlor. He looked quite deranged with mussed up hair, disheveled clothing and an evil glint in his eye. Perhaps most unsettling was his sneering expression which seemed to be permanently set upon his face. Oddly enough, he was wearing Dr. Jekyll’s lab coat. At the sight of him, Mary dropped her tray as she let out a bloodcurdling shriek. He wielded a cane and quite charmingly threatened to shove it up the ladies’ asses if they did not come with him down to the laboratory below. Lucinda wondered where Dr. Jekyll was and he wasn’t saving them from this madman. Perhaps this crazy person had even murdered him!

The creep, who Lucinda later learned was Mr. Hyde, forced them to strip down to nothing before tying their hands behind their backs. Little Mary Reilly started to cry, obviously unused to such rough treatment. Lucinda mildly wondered if Mr. Hyde was going to be billed along with Dr. Jekyll.

“Now, ladies,” he announced. “We shall have play a little game...”

Mary was forced to lie down on her back on a platform in the center of the laboratory floor. There, Hyde proceeded to tie her up spreadeagled. At this point, she was quite hysterical. For a while, he simply played with her breasts and cunt until she was a little less upset. As Lucinda watched, she felt herself grow wet. Mary was quite a lush girl, very curvy with big pretty breasts.

Then Hyde reached into one of Jekyll’s medical cabinets and pulled out a two-ended large dildo, each side looking like a penis. He made a big show of presenting it to the two women. Lucinda was shocked and impressed. Every time she thought she had seen everything, she would discover something new.

“This is a game called whoever-comes-first- loses,” he chuckled. “So on the count of three, you two are to fuck each other until one of you comes. Whoever comes first shall pay a most grievous punishment.”

“What about the one who doesn’t come?” Lucinda asked. She was rewarded with a sharp thwack across her backside for her impertinent question. Hyde lubricated the dildo and slid it into Mary’s pussy, giving her a backhanded slap across the face when she cried out. Then he roughly grabbed Lucinda, forcing her to straddle Mary’s hips as she slid down onto the very large dildo.

“Ready...one...two...three...”

At the first, the women just stared at each other, unmoving and in shock at their ridiculous position.

“Fuck each other, you stupid cunts!” Hyde shrieked as he beat upon Lucinda’s back with a cane.

With her hands tied behind her back, Lucinda had to lean forward to keep from losing her balance as she began to thrust down upon the appendage. As she moved, the dildo sank into Mary, forcing her to return with her own thrust. The exquisite feel of their breasts and nipples rubbing together spurred on waves of pleasure. This, added with the pressure of the dildo, caused both women to moan as they grew more stimulated.

Lucinda began to fret. This was the worse sort of game for her to be forced to play with her built-in libido. She was sure she would lose. And somehow she suspected that Hyde’s punishment would not be a good one.

“Keep fucking!” Hyde ordered, thwacking her again on the backside.

Lucinda doubled her efforts, realizing that she must have been so caught up with worry that she had stopped. Mary moaned in pleasure as she sped up with her frantic pumping.

The plot thickened when Hyde had somehow rigged up the dildo to vibrate with a remote control. The race wouldn’t be on for much longer, Lucinda was certain of that.

Encouraged that perhaps she was not so assured as the loser, Lucinda began to move her hips in circles. The Monster loved it when she did that and hoped Mary would also enjoy it. She reasoned that being on top, she should have a little better chance of controlling the event. But she also felt the tension rising up in her loins. Oh, it was only a matter of time...

Lucinda could tell Mary was right on the precipice when she began to push her hips further and harder against her. And as Mary continued thrusting and panting, the orgasm washed over her. Lucinda came quickly afterwards with a loud squeal.

Hyde laughed and applauded, yanking Lucinda to her feet. She was so dizzy from her intense climax she thought she was about to sink right back down to the floor.

“To answer your question, whore, the winner gets the privilege of just watching the punishment and not being punished. Still, I can’t stand screaming so...”

Hyde grabbed some tape and cloth, obviously intending to gag Lucinda.

“Please don’t...” she cried out. “I won’t scream...I promise...”

Lucinda’s begging was to no avail as Mr. Hyde shoved a very large cloth in her mouth, taping it around several times. She wanted to gag and vomit as he shoved it almost down her throat, forcing her mouth so open that her jaw ached.

“I would not cry if I were you,” he warned at the sight of her tears. “Because you shall only be able to breathe through your nose. If you choke to death on your own snot, you can see for yourself how much I will care about the matter.”

Okay, Lucinda moaned to herself. Concentrate. Just breathe through the nose and concentrate...

When he pinched at her nipples sharply with his nails, she shrieked past the muffled gag.

“Beautiful...” he raved.

God, this client was a sick fuck, she raged to herself as she watched Hyde gag Mary in the same fashion before untying her and flipping her over on her stomach. Quickly, he made sure to bind her again so that she would not escape.

At first, Mary’s punishment didn’t seem quite so horrible. Hyde shoved a large vibrator in her pussy, letting it whir away as he turned her over and fucked her ass. Mary was quite beside herself, coming and coming until she lost control of her bladder and peed herself. Lucinda looked away, not wanting to add to Mary’s horrid humiliation. But then Hyde wasn’t done after her violent reeming. Taking a whip, he lashed out at Mary’s naked buttocks, drawing blood and frantic agonized screams.

At one point, he stopped, leaving the room for a moment. Lucinda had prayed that Hyde was done with poor Mary. But he returned with three tight mean-looking clamps. As he flipped Mary over on her back and tied her spreadeagled her again, Lucinda tensed up with anticipation. He placed two of the clamps on her nipples. Lucinda moaned in sympathy as Mary began to cry, choking as she did so. God, that must have hurt like hell! And when she saw him licking his lips as he stared at Mary’s exposed wide pussy, Lucinda had a sick feeling that she knew where the third one was meant to go.

Mary’s cries were those of an animal when he clamped the third one to her clit and pulled at it cruelly. Lucinda clutched her thighs closed as if she were the one being so abused.

Lucinda shivered as she saw Mary writhe in her bonds, her nipples and clit painfully tortured with the clamps. If she did not suck him off the way he liked, he would yank at one of her clamps. When the one on her clit was pulled, Mary screamed so pitifully that Lucinda was sure she would get sick. Yet she was so afraid that she would choke to death with the obscene gag in her mouth that she closed her eyes and tried to think of something else besides the tortured sounds.

Hyde seemed to get turned on by Mary’s pain as he released the clamp on her clit and fucked her mercilessly. At the moment of Mary’s orgasm, he snuffed out her life as he grabbed her throat and squeezed hard. So that was the final punishment, Lucinda realized dumbly. Death.

“Well, Lucinda, looks like she came and went, didn’t she?” he laughed cruelly as he cut the corpse down from its bonds.

Lucinda screamed hysterically over and over through her gag until she finally blacked out…