The Second Instance (Hope) PART TWO: Mark toughens up

When I came to I found myself standing, naked and restrained with my legs spread apart.

I remembered the unbearable pain that shot up my body as Hope's toes had curled around my balls. I had writhed and struggled beneath her foot and I couldn't breath as my vision slowly darkened.

Hope stood in front of me now, dressed in a tight fitting business suit. Under the lacy black masquerade on her face I saw that her pretty blue eyes were a little wet. Faith stood beside her, in a matching suit, with her legs crossed. They were both barefoot.

"Did you have a nice nap?" Faith asked with a grin.

"Fuck. Where am I? How long was I out for? Who are you really, Faith? What do you want from us?" I questioned. Last time I had seen her, Faith had shot at me with a rifle.

"Don't ask, answer. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with Hope, Mark? " Faith asked

"Yeah," I said

"No matter what it takes?"

"I'm ready for anything" I looked at Hope. She appeared a little emotional. I smiled at her.

"I don't think you have what it takes. You're about to feel more pain than ever before. If you say "Scarlet" I'll stop, but you'll never get to see her again," Faith started at me intensly, eyes narrowed.

"I'll do whatever it takes," I said confidently. Faith uncrossed her legs. She walked up close to me, almost touching my body with hers. I could feel her warmth through her suit. Her eyes pierced into mine.

"Do you really want me to go through with this?" She asked

"I do."

"I'm here for you every step of the way, Mark," Hope's voice sounded higher than normal.

Faith now pressed her body against mine. Her suit was surprisingly soft against my bare skin. She wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her face closer. I could feel her hot, pleasant breath on my face.

She swung her leg back. She winked. Then she swung it forward at terrifying speed, slamming her thigh into my exposed delicate sack. I was winded, and my knees turned weak. She held her thigh there for a moment, watching my reaction with great intensity. I tried to maintain eye contact but I couldn't stop them closing from all the pain.

"Hurts, doesn't it? Give up, it only gets worse from here," Faith whispered. I forced my eyes open and looked into hers again.

"Never. I'm never-" I started as she buried her thigh deeper into my groin. I made myself complete the sentence "I'm never giving in."

"More fun for me, I guess," Faith unwrapped her arms from my neck and grabbed my shoulders. She swung her leg back and sent her pointy knee flying up in between my legs. A sharp, electric jolt of pain travelled up into my stomach. Nausea. Fuck, I didn't want to throw up.

I saw her shoot her pointy knee into my balls one, two more times. My whole body shook, and I felt myself heaving.

"Give up now?" Faith asked.

I tried to answer but I couldn't speak. I shook my head.

"Fine. Have it your way. Stay right here," she said, as if I could move. She walked behind me and I heard a door close.

Hope took this chance to run up to me and embrace me, tightly. I let my head rest on her shoulder as I caught my breath.

"You're so brave! Just hang in there, Mark. I love you." She whispered. I was in too much pain to reply. She gently ran her hand up and down my back as she held me. I had no idea what Faith had in store for me next but I didn't care. I was going to tough it out no matter what.

"Let go of him, I'm not done yet." I heard Faith's say from behind me. Hope held on for a second longer, lightly kissed my neck and backed away. I couldn't help but smile as she did.

"What's so funny?" Faith asked when she saw my face. I looked at her and my smile turned into a laugh.

"It's just that ballet shoes don't go with suits, you look so ridiculous" I taunted her. I felt no fear.

Faith looked a little hurt. I kept smiling, smugly. The hurt look transformed to one of anger. She violently threw her foot, point first, into my balls. I fought the restraints and felt myself writhe in agony. My vision started going dark once again.

"Faith, stop! He's going to pass out!" Hope shouted.

"I don't care. He shouldn't have pissed me off," she replied visciously as she got ready to kick again. I braced for impact. I knew I was going to black out from the next kick. There was nothing I could do. I closed my eyes.

"Ow! What the hell!" I heard Faith shout. I opened my eyes and saw her on the floor, Hope standing abover her. Faith tried to get up.

"I said stop it!" Hope said as she pushed her back down again, "Mark's proven himself already, you're just being petty cause he made fun of your outfit. Well, he was right! You look stupid wearing that. Let him go!" I had never seen Hope so defensive before. A lovely, hot feeling filled my chest.

"I'll let him go when I'm finished with him!" Faith said visciously as she stood up.

Hope placed her delicate frame between my body and Faith. "I'm not going to let you hurt him any more. He's been through enough. Look at him." She said.

Faith started to walk towards us.

"If you take one more step I'll make you regret it!" Hope shouted.

Faith stopped. She inhaled deeply, then let out a slow sigh. "Fine," she said, "you really do love him, don't you Hope?"

"He means everything to me!" Hope was still shouting. My chest felt so warm, I forgot how much pain I was in.

"I guess he passed my test. Make him feel better, if you want. It's Mercy's go next. I'll give you some privacy." Faith left the room. It was just the two of us.

"You were amazing, Hope! The way you stood up to her was so... hot" I said.

Her pale white face blushed red. I felt the love in her sparkling blue eyes as she looked at me. "No Mark, you're amazing! I can't believe you laughed in her face as she destroyed your balls."

Hope suddenly took of her suit jacket, followed by her top. She hurridly unfastened her bra and began to take off her trousers. I stopped her.

"Hope, it's okay. I just want to kiss you."

As she pressed her body against mine once again, I felt her little bare breasts against my bare chest. She tilted her head and we kissed deeply and passionately for a long time. We seperated, then came in close again touching foreheads and pressing noses together. Fuck, she was so beautiful. The mask looked pretty on her too.

I heard the door open once again behind me. "Faith told me everyth- couldn't you wait until I was done with him, Hope?" An unfamiliar voice said from behind me.

"Sorry, Mercy," Hope said as she pulled away, covering her breasts with her hands.

"If you really want, you can hold onto him again when I turn up the intensity dial." The voice belonged to a red haired woman. She dressed just the way Hope and Faith had. In her hand was a small, black box. In the centre I saw a big red button, underneath some sort of cover. To the left was a dial labeled "range" and the right "intensity", both going up from 0 to 10. Mercy set the range to 1 and the intensity to 4.

She looked at me and smiled with her teeth. I felt great. I smiled back at her. She turned the dial up to 5, lifted the saftey glass and pressed down on the big red button. A small red light on the device lit up. My balls, once again, were overcome with pain. The pain crept into my body, engulfing me completely. This was only the beginning.

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