Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors- both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In S & M SCHOOLGIRL, Cindy Wilkerson finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive, then degraded and forced to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Although Cindy suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is more of a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"The first thing that has to go is those ridiculous clothes," the stern man behind the desk ordered in an uncompromising voice.
Cindy Wilkerson glanced down the front of her teenaged body as one hand unconsciously brushed at the navy-blue wool jumper she wore. Its hem was cut three inches below her knees, a mandate of her previous school. She wore a scratchy starched blouse below it, white as bleached snow with sleeves buttoned tightly to
her wrists. She didn't like the ugly attire, but she hadn't known what else to wear. Her attendance had been arranged so quickly that Harlows Academy hadn't sent her any advance information.
"You mean I don't have to wear this silly old scratchy stuff here?" she asked, eagerness in her young eyes.
"That, too," he coughed. "But most of all, I want you to get out of those things right now."
"You don't mean for me to take them off in front of you?" Cindy asked incredulously.
"That's exactly what I mean," he demanded. "Then I'm going to give you a physical examination. Every girl gets one when she first comes to Harlots."
"What did you say?" she questioned in a startled voice.
"Every girl gets one," he repeated.
"No, I don't mean that," she insisted. "What name did you say?"
"Harlots, of course. We're the experts at putting you high-strung schoolgirls in your place. We even give you the academics at the same time."
"There's been some kind of silly mistake," Cindy breathed in obvious relief. "This is supposed to be Harlows Girls Academy; that's where I'm supposed to be. Mom and Dad were going to drop me off there this afternoon."
"You're the one that's making the error, dear." His words almost mocked her. "Harlows Girls Academy is clear in the next town, and your parents aren't stupid enough to get that completely wrong. They filled out the paperwork earlier today with the Harlots name right there at the top. You might find people who would believe your kind of bullshit at one of those nicey-nicey powdered-pussy kind of schools, but we're too experienced for that. This is Harlots and it's Abram Gunther that you're dealing with now."
"I-I want to call my parents," Cindy stammered. "I want to telephone them right now!"
"That's amusing," he laughed. "Both of us know that they were on their way to their vacation when they brought you here. I'll check with them, but in my own good time. And now you get those clothes off like I told you before!"
"No!" she resisted, her hands crossing in front of her body as if to guard her tits and cunt. "I'm not going to take off anything while you're watching!"
One of his hands reached out and tapped a button on top of his desk. Behind Cindy, a loud click told of a lock in the door being thrown shut. His other arm reached down for a thick black stick with a metal tip at one end and a box with a handle at the other. Holding it, he rose behind the desk.
He was a large and stocky man, perhaps an inch or two over six feet, with broad shoulders and a chest like a beer barrel. Black hair curled back from his forehead above an unnaturally flattened nose and two eyes that were the steel-gray of a bitter winter day.
"You're a feisty little bitch, aren't you, Cindy Wilkerson?" he said, starting around the desk. "But I think we here at Harlots will be able to cure that!"
He crowded her around the room until she bumped backward against the front of his desk.
He thumbed a small button atop the box of the stick, and a low hum filled the room. The metal end of the device reached out and brushed Cindy's right leg right above her foot.
"Ouch!" she yelped as the electrical charge arced into her flesh and caused her whole leg to jump. Even when it was removed, the muscles of her calf still trembled.
"Maybe you want to think again about taking off those clothes," the large man snickered.
The wand touched her other leg and Cindy almost fell to the floor from the pain. And, before she could twist away, it zapped her right hand with its bitter sting.
"You can't do this!" she gasped as she straightened then stumbled around the desk, putting its expanse between her and the sadistic man.
He feinted right, then came left around the desk. Cindy was fooled and had to reverse her direction, but, when she tried, her feet became tangled against one of the legs of his chair. She went down hard, banging the side of her hip painfully on the stone floor. Only the heavy cloth of her dress kept her from being deeply bruised. Then, as she tried to scramble to her feet, he was upon her with the metal end of the baton slapping into the underside of her chin.
It didn't shock her. Surprised, she glanced straight up the baton to where Abram's thumb rested on the control button.
"If I let go," he warned her, "it's going to knock you completely silly. So you get up very slowly and go on back around to the front of the desk."
She was too frightened to do anything but comply. Carefully, she rose as the thing continued to poke her in the throat. She edged around to the front and leaned back against the desktop as the pressure of the wand forced her head back.
"Now we learn to do what I say," he snarled, then motioned with his hand toward her dress.
Cindy whimpered, but her hands flicked open the buttons holding the straps of the jumper, then her fingers went down its side to open the fasteners there. She shrugged, and it fell down to her hips against the desk. She straightened as he stepped back, and the heavy garment slumped to the floor.
"The blouse and the slip," he ordered.
She shucked them off and dropped them beside the dress. Only her shoes, panties and bra remained to conceal her, but when they were gone, she shivered nakedly from both the coolness and her fear.
The wand dropped from her neck to her side, where it sparked painfully into the side of her tit. Then he pulled his chair around in front of the desk and plopped down into it only a few feet away from the stark-naked girl.
"Not bad at all," he hissed as he studied the unclothed girl.
She was an enthralling sight, caught as she was between being a child and a full-grown woman. Firm tits rose perkily on her chest like two upturned teacups of jiggly female flesh. Her nipples jutted out, and her areolas were only a slightly darker pink than the surrounding skin. A soft sprinkling of faint cunt hair trailed along the line of her pussy slit so scantily that the pouting cunt-lips could be seen clearly from across the room.
She was short, only a couple inches beyond five feet, and carried little more than one-hundred pounds on her petite frame. Not one ounce of baby fat remained to disturb her luscious schoolgirl curves. Her hair was close to the color of sand, but tended a bit more toward blonde, and it was cut short.
Abram smacked his lips as if he had tasted something satisfying. "Now I think we understand each other a little better, Cindy Wilkerson. When I tell you to do something, I want obedience. And when I ask something, I want an immediate answer. Do you understand that?"
She nodded reluctantly.
"Fine," he said, then suddenly asked: "Have you ever been fucked?"
"What!" Cindy gasped.
"Fucked," he repeated patiently. "Screwed, porked, or I guess balled is what some of you kids say today."
"Why . . . wh-what are you asking?" she stammered as one palm covered her naked little cunt and her other arm crossed to cover her tits.
"Don't act so goddamn naive," he snarled. "Has any man or boy ever stuffed his throbbing cock up your juicy cunt?"
"No," she admitted reluctantly, staring at the wand. "Nobody has ever done that to me."
"Well, we'll be able to fix that," he smiled, finally pointing the metal tip directly at one of her tits. "Squeeze your little titties. I want to see the nipples get all hard."
Afraid that the wand would bite her again, she moved her hands to her tits. Although she was still a virgin, she had played with herself before and knew what would make her tits feel good. She rolled her nipples around and stroked them, then kneaded the rest of her tits. Slowly the crowning nubs hardened.
Although she was doing what he was demanding, she was doing it reluctantly, and her crimson flesh showed the embarrassment in her face. Never had she even told anyone about playing with her body-not even her best friends at school-and he was making her do it right in front of his face.
His eyes gleamed as he watched her hands, and his large teeth glistened wetly. His grin showed his obvious enjoyment of the girl debasing herself right there in the room.
"Now your pussy," he breathed, pointing his stick right at her fair-haired cunt.
"Don't make me do that!" Cindy whined, standing there with her hands on her tits. "Isn't this enough?"
The hum burst out into the air as the metal tip of the baton brushed against the inside of her left thigh.
Cindy yipped in pain, and her left hand leaped down to the shocked skin. It felt burned, but there was no mark except for the slight reddening of her flesh.
"Use your hands on your pussy!" he insisted. "Spread it with your fingers so I can see those pink inner lips!"
Tears welled from her eyes and spilled down across her cheeks. The tip of the cattle prod waved just a foot from her skin. Already her left hand was down by her cunt, and she dropped her right hand to her thighs. Hesitantly her fingers crept up on both sides of her cunt-slit, then parted the pouting outer lips. Delicate pink pussy-flesh flowered open, including the smaller inner cunt-lips that protected the opening of her cunt-hole.
"Rub it and get it all slick," he directed, licking his dry lips. "Play with your little clit, then stick your fingers up the hole. I want it all wet and juicy, or I'll shock the shit out of you with my prod."
The wand jerked like a throbbing cock as it pointed directly at her cunt.
Cindy gulped and pushed one finger into her cunt-slit. It snuggled in through the folds of skin and found the little nub of her cut. She began to slide her finger back and forth. Within seconds, her joy turned on the juices in her hole. Juice flowed out of her gash, giving a shine to the delicious-looking pussy-flesh. Her fingers glided down the slickness and nestled at the opening to her cunt-hole. Cindy pressed, pushing in to the first knuckle.
"I can't do it any more!" she whined, pleading with him with her eyes. "It hurts if I try to put it in any more."
"Ah," he breathed and rose from the chair.
"You really are a virgin, aren't you?"
She nodded, a fingertip still tucked inside her unfucked hole. A chill rippled down her spine as the huge man loomed up beside her.
"Come over here," he growled, grabbing the young girl's shoulder.
Fingers clamped painfully on her collarbone and pulled her toward the desk. He turned her there, forcing her down face-first onto the top of the desk. A large hand on the back of her neck kept her face pinned to the wood. Her tender young tits were squashed under the weight of her body, and her hips, with legs squeezed tight, hung over the end of the desk.
"Open up, goddamn it!" he demanded, smacking the length of the baton sharply across both of her asscheeks.
When she still didn't part her legs, the metal tip of the prod jammed down the crack of her ass to lay along her cunt-lips. Abram punched the power button and the instrument sizzled along the length of her cunt-slit.
"Aeeii!" Cindy shrieked, her body slamming up and down on top of the desk.
Her legs flew apart. Her tits felt like they were being mashed. The metal tip of the cattle prod slipped almost an inch into her pussy lips. Its very end nuzzled into Cindy's unfucked hole.
The young girl froze, afraid to even breathe. If he fired the thing now, it would burn right into her wet cunt.
"Don't you want to fight any more?" He giggled sadistically. "Come on, just wiggle a bit. Try to squirm away. Go ahead-try to get away so I can blast so much electricity up that hot little cunt of yours that it glows like a light!"
"Please don't hurt me!" Cindy begged, tears spilling out freely onto the top of the desk. "Don't poke it so hard! It hurts! Please don't shove that thing inside me!"
"I'm not going to fuck you with this," he growled, then whipped the cattle prod away from her cunt. "I've got something much better to ram in there and burst that little maidenhead."
"Oooh!" Cindy sobbed.
A zipper ripped down and his pants rustled to the floor. Cindy could see nothing except the emptiness of one of the far walls. His gripping fingers still wrapped around the back of her head and neck and forced her cheek into the wood. She never saw the thick, fleshy prick that was going to tear the virginity from her cunt-hole.
Something hard and warm nudged into her slit.
"What are you doing?" the naked young girl gasped.
"I'm feeding you my cunt-busting cock!" He laughed evilly. "I'm going to watch that little unfucked pussy swallow it up clear to my balls!"
Something swollen and bulbous forced into the opening of her cunt-hole and lodged against her virginity. She had barely been penetrated and already the stretched flesh of her cunt was making her scream in pain. And the harder Abram's stiff cock pressed against her maidenhead, the more the young girl screamed. But her shrieks of agony and pleas to be set free did nothing to stop the lust-filled headmaster. Instead, they seemed to urge him on.
The louder she yelled, the harder he leaned into her, forcing all of his weight and pressure onto his prick. Something inside her tight little cunt seemed to give slightly and another quarter-inch of his cockhead burrowed inside. Then, with a raging howl, he drove his hips with all of his strength and her cherry gave way. Ripping tissue before it, his massive cock was shoved three-fourths of the way into her cunt.
"Ow!" Cindy cried as her virginity was torn away. "It hurts! It hurts!"
"Shut up!" he growled, his thick prick piercing her deeply.
When Cindy continued to sob loudly, he harshly slapped one asscheek with the open palm of his hand. The cattle prod tumbled to the floor as his other hand smacked against the other side of her ass. Running thumbs down into the crack between her asscheeks, he spread her ass and flowered open her crotch. The brown bud of her shithole was uncovered and he could see his heavy fuck weapon splitting her cunt.
"Goddamn!" He whistled. "Virgin baby-pussy is so tight! I think it's going to strip the skin right off the shaft of my cock!"
But the blood of her ripped maidenhead flowed to combine with her natural pussy juices, easing the way for his log-like prick. Slowly it slid farther into her poor battered hole until his throbbing cockhead bumped against the end of her cunt. Satisfied that it could burrow no further, he began slowly to back out until only the swollen cockhead was gripped by her inexperienced pussy. Then his cock started in again, pushing the fleshy cunt-walls open as it plumbed the depths of the schoolgirl's pussy.
"It's so big!" Cindy moaned, her voice breaking with sobs. "Pull it out! I can't stand it any more!"
He cackled wildly, digging his fingers into the flesh of her ass.
"You ain't felt nothing yet!" he screamed. "Before I'm through, you'll beg to have a big dick stuffed up your cunthole. There ain't nothing you're going to get here at Harlots that feels better than this!"
He rammed his cock brutally back into her hole.
Cindy collapsed, sprawling limply over the top of the exotic desk as the headmaster raped her pussy. Back and forth his huge cock pistoned as it sloshed in her pussy-juices and blood. Each time the brutal end of his prick battered into her flesh, it rammed against the opening to her womb. The ring of muscles at the opening of her cunt slid up and down his invading cockshaft like a steel band that had been pulled extra tight. The walls of her newly punctured pussy were like silky velvet wrapping and stroking along the sensitive flesh of his cockhead. Hairy balls battered against the top of her cunt-slit, rhythmically slapping her tender clit.
"Goddamn!" he hissed. "This tight little pussy is gonna make me come!"
His cock seemed to grow inside Cindy's pussy as the fucking took on a faster, more furious pace. His thrusts were shorter with the top half of his prick remaining buried inside her gripping cunt. Suddenly he powered his cockhead all the way to the back of her cunt-hole and howled as his balls seemed to explode.
"I'm coming!" he roared. "I'm coming in your goddamn virgin cunt!"
Something hot and wet splattered into Cindy's pussy, and his pounding cock stirred it into a froth. More and more of his sticky cum blasted into her abused cunt until it leaked out and ran down onto her clit. His ball-sac splashed in the moisture as his cum flowed from her cunt.
Cindy grabbed the edges of the desk, trying to brace herself against his sexual assault. But nothing could block the beating her inexperienced young cunt was taking from his prick.
CHAPTER TWO
For long minutes, Cindy lay face down on the desktop, tears coming from her eyes and dropping to the wood below. Her naked body barely moved except for a twitch or two and an occasional tremble. Her toes trailed against the stone floor and her tits were pancaked between the desk and her chest by her own weight. Sobs made her breathing ragged and difficult. She gulped air.
At the front of the room, the door was noisily unlocked and someone else came into the room.
Cindy kept her head down, embarrassed beyond shame. But Abram wasn't about to let the young girl hide, and he slapped her painfully on the ass.
And, when Cindy pushed up from the desk, he tossed a thin cotton gown straight into her face.
Her fingers clawed it from her eyes, then she looked for her own clothes.
The old man laughed and kicked at them with a heavy black boot; there would be no heavy clothes to hide behind at his school.
The person who had entered was a youth, a boy no more than a year or two older than Cindy and, at first, she thought she might have found an ally. But the coldness in the newcomer's eyes was eclipsed only by that of his mentor, and Cindy could read naked lust in his expression. He looked like a younger model of the older man.
"Get the little slut out of here," the headmaster ordered, dragging his chair back behind his desk.
Abram sat down as he watched Cindy slip the new garment over her head. It was little more than a long T-shirt. Its hem dropped almost to her knees, but it was so thin her nipples made small bumps in the front of the cloth.
"This the new one?" the boy asked without taking his eyes from her tits. The material did little to hide the lines of her tits.
"This is her," Abram confirmed, shoving Cindy's file of records to one side of his desk. "She just came in this morning, and I've just made her little pussy feel welcome. I've got a blood ring on the base of my cock to show for it."
"A virgin!" The boy whistled, and he glanced at Cindy with greater interest. "We don't get many of them here."
"She isn't a virgin any more." Abram laughed, watching the boy's reaction.
"Maybe in other ways," the youth countered.
"Yeah, you might be right," the older man admitted. "But remember one thing, I got her in here and her ass is mine."
The headmaster pulled the manila folder back in front of him to open it and jot down something.
"Put her in the holding room," Abram finally directed. "I want her ready for Serena's biology class the first thing in the morning."
"She's going to start attending classes right away?" the boy asked incredulously.
"As a display, stupid!" the older man snarled impatiently. "Now stop gawking and get her the hell out of here!"
Cindy wanted to crawl beneath the stones of the floor. Never had she felt so humiliated in her life. Not only had she been brutally raped by the headmaster, now they were talking about her as if she was nothing more than a hunk of female flesh that they could fuck or abuse at will.
The youth stepped up to her and wrapped a firm hand around Cindy's arm, then walked her stiffly to the door. Squeezing her flesh tightly, he forced her out into the hall, then shoved her along the corridor that led into the bowels of the old mansion.
"Please don't be so rough," she urged. "My name is Cindy, and you don't have to hurt me to get me to go with you."
It was a noticeable effort to break the ice with the younger, less-threatening boy. White marks were left in her skin where he had been gripping her, but at least his hand had dropped away. He nodded toward the stairs and Cindy quickly hopped onto the first step.
"Who are you?" she pressed, trying to break through his defenses. "And why do you let him bully you so much?"
He eyed her suspiciously, then replied: "My name's Rudy. And you should know something about why people don't stand up to him. When I came in, you were flat on your face with your naked ass jutting out into the room. That certainly doesn't leave you very much space to be talking about calling his bluff."
"He used the cattle prod," Cindy confessed. "And he's much bigger than me."
"That's one of his favorite toys." Rudy laughed and urged her on up the stairs. At the top, he motioned her down to the right. "Were you really a virgin like he said?"
Cindy stopped and turned back toward him, looking into his eyes. She nodded. "Nobody had ever done anything to me."
"Anywhere in your body? Surely you've taken at least one cock into your mouth, or at least in your hand?"
"I've never even seen one," she admitted shyly. "Not even his. He had me down on the desk ... so I couldn't see."
"That's unfair." Then he exploded into ironic laughter. "I'd never do something like that to you."
And, before Cindy could reply, he nudged her toward a doorway.
"What are you doing here?" Cindy asked quietly, trying to keep the youth talking.
"He's my uncle," the boy replied. "I've completed my academics, but I still have another six months of training to go."
"Training?" Cindy said in surprise. "I thought this was a girls' school."
"It is," he answered impatiently, opening the lock in an old door with a large metal key. "But he can do anything he wants-and he usually does. Now get on inside. This is the holding room."
"But I-I don't understand!" Cindy exclaimed as she was pushed into the near-barren room.
The room had stone walls, and high on the far wall, perhaps ten feet up, there was a window too small for her to even get through. A narrow, metal-framed bed was bolted to the floor in the center of the room.
She turned back as he closed the door behind him, shutting them off from the rest of the world.
"Listen," she began urgently, "is there somebody you can call? All this is a silly mistake-I should't be here at all. I know where my parents will be, and if I can get hold of them, they can straighten all of this out."
Suddenly he shoved her, sending her sprawling across the small, dirty bed. Her head dipped over the far side and cracked sharply against the stone floor. A white light of exploding pain blinded her eyes, and she reeled upward, finally managed to hold herself up by gripping the mattress. By the time everything cleared enough for her to see again, Rudy had already shucked his shoes and shirt and was pushing down his jeans.
"Boy, do you have things all screwed up." He laughed loudly. "The only reason I was pissed off was that he got to your virgin little pussy before I did. And he still demands your ass! That's about as selfish as one person can get, don't you think so? Well, at least he's left me your mouth, and sometimes that's the best hole of all."
Fear gripped her guts.
He was standing in front of her, stark-naked, with his raging prick jerking and jutting.
Cindy cringed against the head of the bed, pulling her gown down across her legs as far as she could and gaping at the horrifying sight.
Rudy was not as tall as his uncle, and his youthful body carried at least forty pounds less, but Cindy could see that there was not an ounce of fat on the sinewy muscles of his lean frame. Brown, shaggy hair crowned his head, and a thick patch covered his crotch.
Rudy's cock was the first she had ever seen- hard, throbbing and rigid, with a swollen purple apple-like head at the end of the long shaft. Beneath it was a hairy ball-sac.
His raging cock was huge. Cindy's eyes remained locked on the threatening thing, and, as his prick got closer, she was startled by the sight.
She had never seen anything quite like this before. Not only was the thick prick-skin pulled tight, it was rigid like a steel bar.
At the end of it, a cock-knob swelled larger than the shaft itself, and at the end of the cockhead, a tiny slit created what looked like an evil vertical eye in the purplish flesh. The shaft was marked by thick veins.
Cindy gasped as the thing approached her, and she tried to edge away. But the head of the bed blocked her and kept her pinned before his threatening body.
His prick was level with her feet, then when it arrived above her tits, it stopped there, jerk- ing and quivering.
"It looks good, doesn't it?" His eyes were on fire with lust. "Watching it throbbing there above you, it makes your mouth water until you just can't wait to eat."
"No!" Cindy exclaimed, then pressed her lips tight and thin.
The last thing she wanted in the world right now was that throbbing cock fucking her face. The boy's uncle had torn away the virginity from her cunt, but she was determined not to surrender the innocence of her mouth.
"Use your hand on my cock!" he suddenly ordered. "Grab hold of it with your fingers and stroke it like you want to get it all thick and hard for your tongue."
Cindy whimpered, then quickly shoved her clenched fists beneath her hips. It left her body completely exposed.
Angered by her defiance, Rudy balled his right hand and slammed it into her stomach.
A whooshing breath exploded from her chest. Tears welled in her eyes and she wanted to scream, but there was no air even for a squeak. Her body doubled up, knees and elbows protecting her stomach as she rolled into a fetal position on her side.
Rudy pulled the thin gown up, then kneaded the flesh of her naked ass. His other palm slipped in under her arm and gathered in one of her tits. Fingers bit deeply into her fleshy tit-mound.
As her abdomen finally relaxed, she tried to turn away. She moved over onto her back, but his hand remained clamped to her tit-flesh.
Cindy winced, her hands gripping onto the boy's arm, but, the harder she tugged on it, the more painful he clenched down on her bruised tit.
"Reach up and grab my cock!" he growled as he twisted her tit.
She didn't want to touch the raging fuck monster jutting out from his crotch, but the lust-crazed boy might tear the tit right from her chest if she continued to resist. Slowly, she groped for his prick.
Her fingers closed around the large cockshaft. His prick was hard and hot and seemed to pulse. Never had she felt flesh so firm.
"Now stroke it!" he urged. "Pump it like you're trying to get water up from a well."
She began beating his cock off slowly. She was surprised at how easy it was. The cock-skin was loose like a sheath and moved along the distended muscle beneath. A clear drop of liquid beaded from the slit at the end of his prick and clung there for several strokes before being dislodged and falling onto Cindy's tit.
"Damn, that feels good!" the boy groaned, thrusting forward with his hips. "Watch it piston in your hand and imagine what it's going to be doing inside your mouth."
Cindy gulped. Saliva collected on her tongue. She knew that she would gag and choke to death if he ever tried to force that prick beyond her teeth.
The swollen cock-head fucked out from her fingers. Her hand tightened down on the jerking shaft, unwilling to let go of it because of her fear that it might leap for her face.
"You've got it ready now," Rudy breathed heavily. "That feels so good I could almost forget about fucking your mouth and let you just beat off my meat!"
It gave her some hope of hanging onto the virginity of her mouth, and, although she had never jacked off a cock before, she was willing to give it her best try. Cindy shifted around on the narrow bed, making longer and harder strokes down the length of his prick. Her fist clenched down on it as tight as she could manage, and her hand flashed back and forth on it as she beat rapidly on his cock meat.
The heavy cock-shaft had grown at least another inch in length since she had started jerking it, and she could feel the additional thickness with her hand. The skin, loose when she had begun, was now pulled tighter around the tube of flesh and it had turned red all along its length.
Then Rudy's strong fingers wrapped around her wrist and stopped her stroking motion.
She glanced and saw the lusty fire in his eyes. An evil grin pulled up the corners of his mouth.
Then Cindy knew what was going to happen; it sent fear and disgust through her.
He straddled her, sitting down with his ass covering her tits and chest. Although the thin cotton of the gown was between them, she could still feel the heat from his butt crease and balls. The nearness of his cockhead unfocused her eyes, and with her hand still wrapped around it, she pushed it away from her mouth.
Rudy slapped her face, banging her chin sharply to the side. His prick ripped from her fingers, slapping against her nose. Then he jammed his prickhead square in the center of her right cheek.
Fingers tangled in her hair and a stiff wrist on the left side of her face forced her head back straight. The thick slab of cockmeat rode across her cheek until it pressed uncomfortably on her tightly pressed lips. His prick wormed its way into her mouth as he slapped her face.
Her mouth flew open in surprise and pain, and his thick cock jammed in between her teeth.
"You bite and I'll kill you, you little slut!" he growled, then ground his prick into her mouth.
She tried to close down, but his cock was already inside and she knew better than to bite down. The head of the cock-shaft slipped in over her tongue and brushed against the top of her mouth. Cindy gulped in reaction and her mouth closed down over the raping cock.
She had expected something bitter or tangy, but the taste was almost bland. His swollen prickhead was rubbery, and it didn't become slippery or silky until wetted down with her spit. And then it seemed to glide as the boy rammed it against the back of her mouth.
"That's a hot, little mouth you have there!" Rudy hissed, bumping his cock at the opening to her throat before finally backing it out. "I think it's almost as good as a cunt. And it's still virgin-my cock is the first one that's ever screwed into your face!"
All Cindy could do was try to hang on.
Pistoning his hips at her, he had come up onto his knees and taken his weight off her chest. Now all she had to do to breathe was to find some way to suck air around his mouth-fucking prick.
And the damn thing was still swelling. It had already grown beyond stiffness in the caress of her hands and now it seemed to be going wild as if trying to split its own skin. The cockhead felt almost as big as a small apple, and it was forcing its way down her throat. The shaft behind it ground along the length of her tongue, curling it around his turbular shape.
Saliva flowed from her mouth now, being churned by the pistoning rod to force it out of the corner of her lips, "Oh," he groaned. "Your fucking face is going to make me come!"
His balls slapped against her chin, splattering in the saliva that was leaking from her lips. Her mouth closed down, trying to protect the tender flesh around the opening of her throat. The back of her jaws already felt bruised and, if anything, he was pumping his prick into her face even more furiously. Lungs sucked air in wetly between rapid fuck-strokes and long cock hairs tickled the inside of her nose. Even when his uncle had forced her down and raped her, Cindy hadn't felt this brutally assaulted.
"Here it comes!" Rudy shouted, grabbing and tugging at the back of her head.
His prickhead blossomed, and suddenly it was erupting with cum. A hot wad of scalding jism splashed into the back of her mouth, surprising her and making her gulp. The stringy stuff flowed down her throat as another glob blasted across her tongue.
"Oh, shit!" he howled, shaking her head back and forth in his hands. "Swallow my goddamn wad! Open up and suck down my cum!"
Cindy was astonished by the amount of the sticky stuff. As soon as she gulped down one mouthful, another was on the way, exploding from the end of his prick. It was too much for her to cope with so quickly, and the cock kept churning in her mouth. Cum dribbled out of her lips and ran down to puddle on her neck and chest.
Long after the last of his jizz had blasted from his balls, the boy kept pounding, using her face like a pussy as he ground in his long boner.
Cindy's jaws went slack, and still he kept on fucking. It was the first time he had ever raped a completely virgin mouth and he simply didn't want it to end. His cock was empty of cum and limp as a rag by the time he dragged it reluctantly from her lips.
CHAPTER THREE
If she had known what they were going to do with her that following morning, she would have tried to slash her wrists in the night even if she had to bite through her flesh. The humiliation was that intense.
Even when Rudy and his uncle had raped her, one plugging her cunt with cock and the other her mouth, she had been left with at least a shred of her dignity even though they had shamed her beyond belief. At least she had been a person that they had been forcefully fucking against her will; this left her nothing-absolutely nothing- for her to cling to. She was a piece of meat hung up for their eyes to feast upon. And they didn't even act as if there was a person trapped inside that flesh.
She had finally slept the night before, fitfully so, long hours after Rudy had left her. Before that, he had led her three doors down to the bathroom, where she cleaned herself and took a piss. Then she was fed a thick stew and three slices of home-carved bread and, with dirty dishes in his hand, he had departed and locked the door behind him.
She lay lethargically on the small bed as darkness crept in through the small window and filled the room.
Nothing in her short life had prepared her for the two savage attacks she had suffered. Her schooling had come in private academies separated from public institutions where sex and taking drugs were often two of the most popular activities for students. While other girls had learned to fuck and suck cock-and occasionally to tongue pussy-under the bleachers and in the back seats of automobiles, Cindy had been securely stored behind fences and walls covered by ivy. Protecting her virginity had been easier than taking a breath. Finding a willing cock to even see, much less to fuck, had been an insurmountable task; even the male teachers had been closely chaperoned whenever they were around the girls outside the classroom.
Some of the older girls, tits growing and hair between their legs, found relief from their stirring hormones through cunts and tongues of chums at the schools. But most of the time Cindy had been too young to be in on those hidden secrets and, by the time she had titties and cunt hair of her own, she was entrenched in the habit of ignoring that midnight sexual play. When those new body chemicals caused a storm in her own passion pit, a finger had been enough to keep everything under control.
She fell asleep, but when she had awakened, it had been to Rudy roughly shaking her arm.
* * *
"As you can tell, class, this morning we have a special chance to look at a little human anatomy rather than your normal biology class. I want each of you to get a real close look before you go."
The teacher was little more than a girl herself, only a few years older than Cindy, with blazing golden-red hair that parted in the middle atop her head, hung straight-stranded to her waist.
The classroom was large by the standards of any academy. The girl stood at the front of the room, and ten young students sitting in school chairs carried neither paper or pen. They had come together that morning to view Cindy's embarrassment.
The frame that gave her naked body shape was an X-shaped brace, little more than a symmetrical cross that had been forced out of shape. Clamps on each terminus bound Cindy's wrists and ankles, forcing her limbs apart and her feet twenty-four inches above the floor.
"Our new student, Cindy, joined us yesterday," the older girl was saying as she paced across the front of the room before her attentive class. "As you all will remember from when you came to the academy, everyone gets their chance up here to let the other students get acquainted with them."
So it wasn't some special perversion practiced just for her arrival, Cindy finally understood. Each of them had also spent time up on the device in lewd display before the other girls. But somehow that knowledge didn't wash away her terrifying shame. For now, she was the one bound with legs and pussy spread and tits bared for all of their eyes to feast upon, and the frank interest and traces of lewdness in their faces were enough to destroy any hope of help or sympathy.
"Her titties," Serena said as a long, wooden pointer slapped against Cindy's left breast, "are nice-sized, but they still have the look of an adolescent girl's. Cute little nipples and a fleshy pink tit-ring make them as delicious as they can be-just a Up-smacking mouthful for some of you young girls."
Laughter tittered around the room as their young eager eyes took in the flesh of her tits.
Then the pointer was on the move, sliding down to below her navel.
"You'll notice that her pussy hair just rings her juicy little slit rather than forming a great big triangle to cover her entire crotch. That isn't very unusual for a girl of her age, and someone this fair-both light hair and light skin-may never have much more than this. And that's an advantage in dealing with some of the older horny men since it gives her pussy an enticing little-girl look. I'd even suggest that most of you keep it shaved and trimmed this way too."
Cindy knew her face was a brilliant red. She could feel the blood burning hotly from the way Serena was rudely discussing her body before the other girls. They giggled when the tip of the pointer found its way into the slippery slide of her cunt-slit, and they thought it was hilarious when Serena fucked it a couple of inches up the chute of Cindy's cunt.
"I like it," one small girl in front breathed heavily. "She looks good enough to eat!"
The other girls erupted in merriment, kidding and poking at their little companion, who barely had tits on her chest.
Cindy squirmed against the shackles, then closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment and shame. They were treating her like nothing more than some lab animal. She wasn't a girl named Cindy Wilkerson-she was a pussy and tits and creamy skin for everyone to inspect. And all of them, evidently, were going to get a closer look.
"That's all I wanted to point out," Serena said. "You all have poked, prodded and fingered enough clits, cunts and assholes to know what those are, all I want you to do is to notice that all girls have essentially the same equipment, but it's put together in a lot of different ways."
The shuffling in the room opened Cindy's eyes again.
The girls were all getting out of their seats. She was the only one naked in the room and it put her in the brightest of spotlights.
Serena was bedecked in a white wrap-around dress, and the students wore light-blue blouses and matching short-shorts. They showed a lot of leg, but at least the material covered their asses.
A tall, wispy girl was the first to reach her, and she tweaked one of Cindy's nipples between the fingers of one hand. Her eyes feasted on the mounds of tit-flesh.
"She's as young as I am," the girl sighed, "and already her tits are bigger than mine. I wonder whether I'm ever going to get more than just bumpy little nipples."
"Feel how smooth her skin is," another girl urged as Cindy felt a small hand slide down the inside of her right thigh. "It's just like silk, and it's the color of peaches and cream."
Other hands were upon her as Cindy stared down unbelievably at the top of their gathered heads. She was touched and stroked all over her young body, and there was absolutely nothing that she could do. Fingers pulled and squeezed her perky tits as others touched and stroked around her cunt. One hand had even worked between her asscheeks and was gently prodding at her asshole.
"No!" Cindy moaned as a finger nudged into her cunt and found the nub of her clit.
The finger stroked at the sensitive bud of flesh and made it push out from the folds of skin. Warm juices flowed over the two fingers that had been pushed into her cunt-hole. A third girl added one of her own, filling Cindy's pussy with wiggling fingers.
"She likes that!"
"Do it some more-she's getting slick," another girl urged. "I want to see!"
"Your finger has been in there too long. Hurry up and let me feel the inside of her pussy!"
"Ouch!" someone cried as somebody stepped on a foot.
Cindy gasped as a fingertip was shoved into her asshole.
Behind the crowd, Serena stood with her arms crossed, eyes sparkling and lips grinning as her eager students crowded around to paw and finger the naked bound girl.
Finally the young student who had sat at the front of the room wedged her shoulder between two girls and slipped through with her face just inches from Cindy's pussy.
"I want to taste her," the newcomer demanded. "I said she was good enough to eat!"
Fingers fell away to make room.
With Cindy raised two feet off the ground, the schoolgirl's face was level with Cindy's crotch.
Fiery sensation ripped through Cindy's cunt at the touch of the tongue as it wiggled into her juicy cunt-slit and rode that narrow track up to her tingling clit. The shock of sexual pleasure was almost as jolting as the cattle prod had been. Cindy had never felt such a lightning bolt of feeling. And the young girl was licking, firing the shocks again and again.
"That's enough!" Serena suddenly shouted just as the young girl's tongue was about to make Cindy come.
The students backed away as one, leaving Cindy quivering with unreleased sensations. She shook her head violently, trying to force herself back to reality, then she realized that she had been caught up in the lewd scene at the front of the room. Astonishingly, the hands of the young girls-and particularly the small girl's mouth-had caused her to forget about being bound there naked for all of them to see and touch. She had actually enjoyed the humiliating touch and, for a moment, she hadn't wanted it to stop.
"That's all for today," the teacher told her students as they, too, showed reluctance to quit the sexual scene. "All of you go on back to your rooms now. After her initiation, Cindy will be joining the rest of the student body, and I'm sure each of you will get a chance to get intimately acquainted with her."
They drifted out of the room one by one, each of them casting hungry glances back at the abused young girl nakedly bound to the large wooden frame.
A shocked Cindy watched them go.
"You didn't think I was actually going to let you come, did you?" Serena said in a mockingly friendly voice as she stepped up in front of Cindy. "And don't get your hopes up about becoming just one of the girls. I doubt if you'll ever make it to that point and, if you do, you might be interested to know that their next class is how to enjoy the pain of the whip."
"What is this place?" Cindy cried, suddenly frightened more than she had ever been in her life.
Cindy had been here less than twenty-four hours, and already she had been raped twice- once in the mouth-and fingered by a bunch of adolescent girls!
"It's life." Serena laughed. "Your parents must have thought that you didn't know your place in the scheme of things, and they've given you to us so we can teach you. And your place is on your knees or on your back, little Miss Cunthole! Because our methods are pain and obedience! By the time we're through with you, you'll say thank you when we whip your naked little ass!"
Serena's eyes were like embers of coals.
There was no doubt in Cindy's terrified mind now that the academy was little more than a torture palace for young girls. Her parents had left her in the care of violent sadists, and nowhere that she looked was there any promise of salvation. Cindy was afraid that she might not even survive the day.
Serena was at her side, slowly cranking a large pulley to lower the large frame until Cindy was lying supine. She was still two feet in the air, but now horizontal to the floor, as if she were staked to an altar as a sacrifice to the young goddess who now loomed above her.
"See how easy it is?" Serena laughed. "A few little twists of the wrist and you're completely at my mercy. There's a lot of things I might do to you, but no one's eaten my pussy all day. I think it's time for you to learn to lick and suck on juicy cunt."
Cindy started to object, then realized that it would do no good. The girl had her chained there and, whatever she wanted, she was going to get her way.
One sash around the waist held the wraparound dress and it quickly opened under Serena's hand. The garment was off and twisting through the air, falling to the floor. All that had been beneath was black garter belt and ebony hose, and Serena stood posed like a mean-spirited harlot.
Cindy lay there and looked up at Serena's closely shaved cunt.
Not a hair below the girl's shoulders had been left unshorn, and her armpits were as smooth as creamed velvet. Between her legs, not even a shadow remained where she was slick-skinned as the day she was born. Pouting cuntlips slashed between her legs, the back end aimed like an arrow at the tiny brown rosebud of her asshole. Her clit was long and swollen out beyond its folds of skin like a tiny cock. The pink skin between the slightly parted pussy lips glistened from the juices of her hole. Already her cunt was excited just by watching the previous humiliation of the young girl now lying before her.
Full tits quivered on her chest as she threw one leg over the cross-member holding Cindy's head and slowly lowered her crotch down to Cindy's face. As her hips lowered, her cunt fluttered open like a flower with inner petals just waiting to be kissed.
"No!" Cindy moaned, her eyes glued to the descending cunt-gash. "I've never done anything like this before!"
"Then it's time for you to eat cunt!" Serena hissed.
Serena's abdomen tightened to flare open her juicy slit so much that Cindy could see the opening of the wet little hole.
"I can't do it!" the younger girl cried, twisting against the clamps that held her hands and feet.
"Then smother in cunt!" Serena threatened. "I'll shove my pussy down over your mouth and nose and hold it there until you can't breathe. You'll die right here on this cross from too much cunt on your face!"
Then the cunt was upon her. Pink, juicy pussy lips wetly kissed the lower part of the young girl's face, spreading cunt moisture from her nose down to her chin. A thick, musky odor smothered her nose as humid flesh rubbed against her mouth. Any protest was smothered by pussy as Serena fucked her cunt down onto Cindy's reluctant face.
Cindy gasped for breath and her open lips mouthed on the soft juicy flesh. The tart taste of pussy spread in her mouth, and she automatically pushed out with her tongue as if to push it away. Her tongue tip licked along the delicate tissue and caused Serena to moan and try to settle more deeply on Cindy's mouth. The tight little cunthole was lined right up with her lips and, when the tongue worked again, it pushed into the opening.
Cindy found the taste wasn't at all unpleasant. Even the heady odor of cunt wasn't near as bad as she had feared. Once again she was being raped, but this time with a pussy and no stiff shaft was painfully fucking her depths.
Cindy was wet now from ear to ear, and it was getting harder and harder to catch her breath. Remembering the older girl's warning, it might even be possible that she could be smothered to death in cunt. And, recalling Serena's words, there was only one way to keep away from that. She would have to eat and lick pussy to get it away from her face.
Her tongue probed up in the juicy hole, licking at the satiny wet skin of the opening. She swirled it, rimming around the gap before sliding into the slit.
Serena's hips rocked and made it easy for Cindy to get to her cht. Cindy's lips closed around the small shaft and sucked it in between her teeth, closing down slightly and rolling the bundle of nerves without biting down.
"That's the way!" Serena breathed lustily, then gently circled her cunt against the lower part of Cindy's face. "Suck that goddamn little thing just like it was a cock!"
Cindy did as she was told, nursing on the girl's clit like a baby on a tit. Her chin nuzzled against the opening of Serena's cunthole and the juices that her licking had stirred poured down onto her neck. She was awash in pussy juice as the cunt was beginning to piston along her face. Cindy gripped Serena's swelling cut between her lips and hung on as it pulled and thrust at her mouth as Serena fucked with her cunt.
"You're a real cunt-licker!" the red-haired girl groaned, pouring the first of her cum out onto Cindy's face.
Once the cum had begun to flow, it kept on, as Serena was caught in the exploding fireworks of orgasm.
Cindy continued bearing down on Serena's clit with her lips and teeth. The older girl howled and it was like a dam had burst loose. Juice jetted out and splashed onto Cindy's chin, to splatter all about her naked body.
Although she was inexperienced, Cindy was giving the other girl the clit-licking of her life. Cindy was as amazed as she was frightened about what it all meant.
CHAPTER FOUR
They called it a butt plug.
Set on a six-inch circular base of hard rubber, the body of the device was made of the same material and looked like two short cones set end to end. A thick ridge ran around its middle where it was at least two inches thick, and it tapered to both ends so quickly it was only three inches tall.
Abram had forced the wicked thing into her asshole and Cindy had screamed, fighting the ripping pressure until the largest part of it had finally snapped past the ring of muscles protecting the opening of her ass. The entire thing had then sucked inside as the lips of her shithole closed around the narrow lower end. That relieved much of the pain, but did nothing for the uncomfortable feeling filling her ass. And it couldn't come out without passing the thick part through her ass ring again.
Cindy was literally screwed on the horns of a dilemma; she wanted the cramping thing out of her guts, but she was gripped with fear over the thought of it tearing out of her ass.
And that hadn't been all. Into her cunt, he stuffed two shiny metal balls that now clicked against each other as they rolled in her pussy each time she moved.
Then he had locked her into a set of stocks.
She was on her knees, her head jutting through a hole in the wood only slightly bigger than her neck. Her wrists were locked tightly into holes on either side of her face. And each time she tried to move, the Ben Wa balls in her pussy clinked and sent sparks through her cunt. Her asshole was a stuffed torture.
"Help me!" she shrieked, knowing that no one was in the room to offer aid.
Abram had locked her in the infernal device then left the room.
If there was nothing else that the young girl had learned from her pussy being attacked once, and her mouth twice, it was that sympathy around Harlots was more scarce than hair on Serena's shaved cunt.
"Shit . . . shit! Shit!" she screamed.
She tried to adjust her weight on her aching knees. Metal balls clicked inside her pussy and sent a jolt of sensation all the way into her stretched ass. It was so ridiculous that she wanted to laugh, but the cramps and the pain got in the way. She cried instead.
It just wasn't fair! With a cattle prod in hand, the headmaster had screwed her from behind just like she was a bitch dog in heat. And before her body could even take care of that male cum, another prick had been rammed into her mouth, spewing hot jism all over her tonsils and throat. At least she had been able to get a bit of sleep before eating Serena's cunt.
But now her naked ass was stuffed full of hard rubber while metal marbles jingled in her cunt. It just wasn't fair! What the hell had she done?
Once again, her head shook loosely as dull acceptance tried to creep back into her mind.
All she could do was perch there painfully on her knees and wait for one of her captors to return. And it wasn't long.
The door slammed shut loudly behind her and heavy footsteps echoed off the stone floors of the room. A fat hand slapped her across the cheeks of her ass, setting off a collection of uncomfortable sensations in her asshole and cunt.
"I thought you might be getting hungry," Abram laughed wickedly as he walked around the wooden stocks to where her head stuck through. "I've got a bone here for you to gnaw on until your lunch is served."
He was naked. Thick black hair sprouted all over his barrel chest and ran down across his stomach clear to his heavy hanging balls. Sprouting out rigidly from his groin was an obscenely erect cock. The swollen, purplish head appeared swollen all out of shape, and the long cockshaft was covered by leathery skin.
That's the thing, Cindy quickly thought, that had raped her and tore her virginity violently from her cunt.
"I just got to thinking," he said, dropping to his knees before her face. "You didn't get to see this the last time it played with your body.
I certainly wouldn't want to deprive you for a second time."
Her eyes closed, but he slapped his heavy prickhead against her cheek, warning her.
Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and stared at his evil-looking cock.
It might not have been any bigger than Rudy's cock, but it was certainly an uglier one. It was only the second cock she had seen, but she knew already that there was as much difference in male fuck weapons as there was between the sun and the moon. Rudy's cock had been smooth-skinned and somehow nicely neat even when it had been sticking right in her face. The head of his cock had seemed just an extension of his prickshaft as she had licked on it until it beaded drops of pre-cum right on its slitted tip.
But the one before her now seemed almost obscene.
Abram's cockhead was swollen and distended, almost like a balloon on the end of a thick stick, and a thick cord of skin, reaching almost to the pisshole, pulled the entire helmet slightly out of line. The shaft had a slight bend to the left. Hair covered its base thickly and crawled in thinning shoots more than a fourth of the way up the cock. Below the fleshy bludgeon, a hairy ball-sac hung.
"Don't make me do it!" a desperate Cindy pleaded, knowing what was to come. There was no way she wanted that wicked-looking prick in her mouth.
"That ain't very friendly," he chided her, bobbing the end of his cock right up next to her nose.
"I don't want to!" she whined.
"You don't have any choice," he growled, then grabbed her ears. He twisted them painfully until Cindy opened her mouth. Then he jammed the end of his cock right onto her tongue.
"There," he said gleefully, "that ain't so bad, is it? I know you've already sucked on Rudy's cock, so it's not like I'm busting another cherry. I ain't gonna do that until I get my dick crammed up your ass."
Cindy gagged as much from the thought of his marauding prick in her poor shithole as from the cockhead that was bumping against the back of her mouth. Surely it wouldn't be possible, she thought wildly. Already her asshole felt like it was being torn to pieces and that was with nothing but the three-inch butt plug. The cock punching half of its length into her mouth was at least three times that long and as thick along the shaft as the hard-rubber device was in the middle.
The pain would never end if his long cock was shoved up her ass.
But, at the moment, she had a different problem, one that was filling her mouth and bumping against her tonsils. Perhaps if she could get him to spurt his cum into her mouth, he would forget about raping her ass. Already she had swallowed one thick load of the sticky stuff from his nephew; surely one more mouthful wouldn't do her any harm.
Leathery skin shuffled back and forth on her tongue, riding almost out of her mouth before his cock rammed back in clear to her throat. Her lips circled around his pistoning prick, squeezing down to add stimulating pressure in the hope that it would make him come.
He held her head still by his grip on her ears as he shoved with the power of his hips. He wasn't allowing her to suck his cock; instead, he was fucking her face. And with each one of his thrusting fuck-strokes, he rocked her body back and forth on her knees. With each swaying motion, the Ben Wa balls frictioned in her cunt.
"I can see why Rudy bragged about your mouth," he breathed lustily. "He was right when he said your mouth was just like a tight little cunt. It makes me want to cum just watching my cock sliding in and out of those wet little lips."
It was working! Her eyes clenched, and Cindy breathed in heavily of the odor of sweat on his balls. Now if she could just make her lips even tighter, she might be able to blow his nuts right then.
His prick slid in to the opening of her throat. Cindy began to rock her face forward to meet each of his fuck-strokes. The hair of his crotch tickled her nose.
Faster and faster she sucked the rigid shaft of his cock. It was working, she thought, as she detected the swelling that was beginning to push open her jaws.
Then suddenly his cock squirted, blasting a wad of cum into her mouth.
She opened her mouth wider, expecting the deluge to begin. But, except for one weak spurt, no more jism blasted against her throat. Instead,' he dragged his raging cockshaft clear out of her mouth.
"You been sucking off young boys!" He laughed heartlessly at her. "Rudy ain't able to control his cumming dick yet, but with me, you're dealing with a real man. I can let you suck on it, and even give you a little bit of cum, and still have enough strength in the old rod to corn-hole your shitter. You just gave me a free mouth-cum to go along with my butt-fuck!"
"No!" Cindy groaned and tried to collapse.
The front of her neck hung over the edge of the wood and quickly cut off her breath. Within seconds, her lungs were screaming for air.
Abram walked around the confining stocks to get at the cheeks of her ass. His fingers grappled for the base of the butt plug, then he ripped it violently from her stretched asshole.
"Aeeii!" Cindy screamed as her ass ring felt torn in shreds.
And, before she could recover from that blinding pain, the headmaster had scooted up behind her and lodged his cockhead against Cindy's battered shithole.
"No . . . please!" the young schoolgirl panted, tears of agony streaking down her face. "I can't stand it! It's too big!"
"Shut up, bitch!" he bellowed, then rammed an inch of his thick prick into her rectum. "I'm gonna butt-fuck you no matter how much you scream!"
"It's splitting meee!" she shrieked as another wedge of cockmeat was forced into her asshole. "Take it out! It's ripping me apart!"
But the sadistic man only answered by driving at her again, this time burying more than three-quarters of his long cock into her ass. Then, taking the flare of her hipbones in his hands, he dragged her body back toward him as he leaned heavily on the point of his prick.
With a sudden collapse of her asshole, the entire length of his prick was buried far up her butt. The ring of muscles finally adjusted, swallowing his cock whole like a giant salami.
"Oh!" Cindy gasped. "The whole thing is in there! You've got your entire fucking cock up my asshole!"
"That's right, baby," he growled. "I'm splitting the sweet cherry of your butt! My prick is buried right all the way to your guts!"
"Don't move!" she panted breathlessly. "It's not hurting real bad where it is, but please don't do anything else!"
"Fat chance, bitch!" he laughed. "How can I corn-hole your ass by just sticking it in and holding real still? Just hold onto the stocks there and get ready for the reaming of your ass!"
It felt like she was sitting on a telephone pole or shitting the world's biggest turd. The pressure in her ass was almost beyond belief, and the ax-handle thickness of his cock was distorting her asshole. The thick shaft had been wetted only by her saliva, and skin pulled against skin where the two sex orgasms met.
When the prick began its slow retreat, it pulled skin with it that threatened to tear.
"No!" Cindy shouted. "You have to be still! You can't screw my ass like it was a cunt!"
"I can, and I will!" he hissed, then latched onto the flare of her hips again.
With a push and a shove, he began to fuck.
His cockhead was like a drilling bit, churning into her ass. Once covered with natural moisture, his prick pistoned into her ass with ever-growing ease. Although his prick still painfully stretched her virgin ass ring, it was no longer a demented agony threatening to drive the young schoolgirl out of her mind.
The headmaster, however, was captured by deep pleasure-the excitement and satisfaction of drilling his prick into one of his young charges. He had fucked her cunt, and briefly her mouth, and now he was corn-holing an ass that had never before felt cock. Virgin territory, he smiled to himself, watching her brown asshole swallowing up his prick.
Cindy was fighting double-trouble in her crotch. Not only was his corn-holing cock stirring her guts, at the same time each of his fuck-thrusts pushed against the thin, separating membrane violently disturbing the Ben Wa balls in her cunt. They couldn't have been more active if he had been rolling them in his hand. Each time they clicked, they sent a shock of raw sensation shooting the length of her pussy.
All the muscles and nerves of her glorious little pussyhole were firing pleasure-streak after pleasure-streak to the base of her spine. Even her clit could no longer remain unaffected. It was being furiously caressed.
Pussy juice poured out of her in profusion and ran down the insides of her thighs. Before long it had puddled alongside her knees on the stone floor. With all of the sensations bombarding in from all directions, her body was becoming confused, mistaking pain for pleasure and friction for stimulation.
"What are you doing to me?" Cindy panted. "What's happening?"
Although she could feel his attack on her ass and shivered through the clicking of the Ben Wa balls, she had no idea why everything seemed about ready to come apart at the rear of her body. "I'm fucking your asshole," the headmaster grunted, "and I'm getting ready to come!"
"I don't understand!" Cindy wailed as what felt like an electrical storm lashed through her cunt and ass.
The base of her spine felt as if it was trying to curl into a ball and her abdomen gripped until her muscles were like iron. Lightning flashed somewhere deep in her cunt, and her clit burned as if it was on fire.
His cock churned into her ass, and the metal balls in her cunt spurred feelings that even his raping cock hadn't done. Cum was welling in her pussy. Even when the first of it jetted out and covered his balls, she wasn't aware that it was an orgasm that rocked her loins. Behind her, the headmaster wasn't far behind.
"Oh, shit!" he howled. "I'm coming! I'm blasting my nuts into your ass!"
Scalding jism splashed into her rectum but, in her own throes, Cindy was oblivious to the coming man. She was jolting through a cum-blast of her own, and she had little thought or concern for the reaming of her ass.
CHAPTER FIVE
Rudy and Serena removed her from the stocks long after Abram had finished his rape of her ass and had disappeared somewhere back into the bowels of the mansion. They fed her and gave her water to drink, then they led her down one of the dark halls to a room she had not seen before. It was filled with large devices, containers and crates, but the one they led her to seemed the simplest of all. At least until they locked her inside.
All four walls of the strange thing were made of glass, rising six feet from the slanted concrete floor so that Cindy had more than enough room to stand. A large concrete cone rose between her feet, forcing her legs apart as she straddled it. In the base of the cone were drains.
Set into each of the glass walls were several mountings at various heights for water and air guns, the nozzles much like those found in a dentist's office door, but now she painfully bumped into one with the cheek of her ass. She twisted away from the offending piece of metal only to scratch another one across the skin of her back. Looking at one carefully, she watched it move as the youths sat in chairs on opposite sides of her and tested a panel of buttons and handles that looked much like the butts and triggers of hand-held guns.
Then they smiled at her as a jet of boiling water splashed against her stomach.
"Ouch!" Cindy yelped and slapped a hand into the scalding liquid on her skin.
Then another hard, narrow stream of the burning fluid nipped the cheeks of her ass. Her hand swiped at the spot, trying to wipe the hot water away.
"We were just testing the equipment," Serena purred. "The game hasn't even begun."
"What . . . game?" Cindy asked.
"It's no fun scalding you just anywhere," Rudy answered from across the glass booth. "So the only thing that counts is when we hit your tits, pussy or asshole. The asshole is the best-the hardest shot-of them all, so we get three points for that."
"Points?" Cindy almost screamed. "You mean you're going to burn me for just a silly game where you get points?"
"The water's hot enough to hurt, but not enough to do any damage," Serena explained as if that made everything all right. "After all, if we miss all three of the targets, we even lose a point, so it's not like you have to protect everything."
"Just your tits, cunt and ass!" Rudy laughed sadistically and sent a jet stream of boiling water splashing into her left tit.
Cindy groaned and wiped at it, trying to get rid of the scalding liquid.
"That's not fair!" Serena demanded. "You didn't give me a warning that you were about to start!"
"No rules!" he whooped and shot a jet onto Cindy's other tit.
Cindy looked down at him in disbelief as both of her palms smothered the surface of her abused tits. Then, suddenly, her asshole was on fire, and hot water trickled down the backs of her legs.
"Three points!" Serena yelled gleefully.
Cindy whirled to put her asshole out of range. But no matter how much she turned, she was always facing some of the threatening jets while others aimed at her butt. The hands of the youths danced over the buttons, arming new spigots to follow their targets.
A new burst, spat out in a hard, narrow stream, licked along her pussy lips and Rudy shouted out his new claim. One of Cindy's hands dipped to cover the sudden pain, but exposing one of her tits. Within seconds, a new jet of fluid exploded across her bare nipple. Her other hand slipped across in reaction, and hot water splashed over the titty it had just left.
"Noooo!" Cindy wailed, her arm covering her chest while her other hand hid her cunt. "It's too hot! It's burning me!"
A boiling stream drilled right into her still-tender asshole.
Cindy jerked erect. But covering her ass with her hand did little good since it left her pussy completely exposed. Rudy was quick to punish her there and to claim his additional score.
Cindy wanted to stand, to just let them have their way, perhaps taking some of the fun out of the game. She knew that her clamor and twisting from the pain simply drove them on by providing the thrill. Points really meant nothing; it was her pain and fear that was their reward. But no matter how much she resolved to stand stiff, tight-lipped and unprotected, a jet of boiling water burning against her cunt or ass broke down her determination. Once again her hand would dive and her body would whirl only to meet a brutal stream from the other side.
Before, there had been agony, shame and restraint, but it had always linked directly to sex. The cattle prod had been a way to force her across the desk, and the stocks a method to bind her while Abram raped her ass.
This was completely different. There were no cocks or cunts to suck or lick, and she was not being held in place for some other variety of rape. This game had only one purpose-to cause pain and fear.
And that realization seemed to take something out of the game for the two youths. No longer was Cindy afraid of the water jets-she knew that they would hurt her and she tried to protect herself the best way she could. One arm crossed tightly across her tits, while her wrist protected her cunt with fingers crawling past her crotch to lace across her asshole.
The youths could squirt and burn her almost anywhere on her body, perhaps even the base of her titties, but she denied them the most sought-after targets of her nipples, cunthole and butt. Long minutes had passed since either of them had shouted claims of their points, and the jetting water became only an occasional event. Sopping wet, but reasonably undaunted now, Cindy had been the winner of the game.
It was only a short time before they removed her from the booth. Both of them were disgruntled but unwilling to admit aloud that Cindy had beaten their machine. For the first time since she had come there, the young girl's confidence was returning and she had a defiant lift to her chin.
But her two young captors weren't ready to concede anything to their captive just yet. They walked her, one on each arm, across the room, then pushed her up a ladder attached to the side of a large vat. "We're going to let you go swimming for awhile," Rudy explained with a wicked smile.
The top was only five feet up, but the large container was obviously sunk into the floor. About three feet below the rim, the surface of the water lay deathly still.
Cindy turned back to Rudy, who was perched on the ladder just behind her naked ass.
"It's loaded with minerals in it," he told her, urging her up over the rim. "As long as you lay on your back real still, you can't help but float. It's just like the Great Salt Lake-you almost have to work at it to sink."
The vat was six feet by four feet with walls of smooth metal. She had no way to guess how deep. A short rope ladder led down the closest inside wall and Cindy stepped out onto one of its flexible rungs.
A foot dipped into it, and the water was pleasantly warm, not too much cooler than when she would step out of her bath. The rope ladder ended eighteen inches below the surface. She stepped off the bottom rung and sank feet first, slicing through the surface of the water headed for the bottom. One hand trailed upward so she could judge its depth.
Her head went under and the water bitterly stung her eyes. Then her toes struck bottom and ended her plunge. It was more than six feet deep and the water covered her head by at least a foot. There was nowhere that she could easily stand.
She broke back through the surface with hands searching for the rope ladder. Her .eyes were completely blurred from the stinging liquid, and everything looked like it was still underwater. When her hands came up empty, she twisted to the other wall in case she had inadvertently turned during her plunge. Still nothing.
Kicking with her feet to stay afloat, she pawed at her eyes with wet hands, hoping to clear them enough to see the rungs. Finally a tunnel of vision returned and she glanced about. Then she looked up. Rudy was holding the rope ladder high in his hands as he leaned back over the edge.
"I told you we wanted you to float, not just jump in then crawl back out. If all we wanted to do was to get you wet, I could have used the water hose for that."
He draped the ladder back over the outside. It would do her no good now, she thought irritatedly, as she tread water. Maybe the rim wasn't too high.
Her hands flurried in the water, swirling against it while pressing down. Her shoulders and chest broke the surface and she kicked furiously with her feet. She climbed above the surface like a porpoise, finally reaching her peak with the surface slightly above her waist.
She lunged forward, slapping at the smooth metal wall. Her fingers fell a good six inches short of catching the rim. She sank back in, water flowing over her face, causing her to sputter and her eyes to blur.
Quickly she rolled over onto her back and spread her arms and legs. She floated along the surface. He hadn't been kidding, she thought, as the rebounding waves of her previous motion slowly died. The water was so chemical-laden that it was no effort to float, and it felt like she was stretched out on a warm, comfortable waterbed.
"See how easy it is," he chided her from his perch above the rim. "I told you that you could float with no problem as long as you lay real still. If you jerk around, you're going to sink, but you know how that works. The trick is to see how easy you can take it no matter how much you want to twist about."
Cindy was sure there was more to it than that, but, for the hfe of her, she couldn't figure out what.
She forced herself to relax even more and felt the upward pressure of the heavy water buoying her even higher on the surface. The top of her head nudged against one of the walls, but just the wiggling of her fingertips was enough to float her gently away.
It was almost pleasant, she decided, certainly more relaxing than anything she had seen at the school. It was unbelievable that they would put her into something so easy, which actually gave her a chance to rest. After the rape of her asshole that morning, followed by the jets of boiling water, the time in the vat almost seemed like a vacation to the battered young girl.
Cindy smiled to herself. She could lay there all day if she had to.
A click in the wall near her feet caught Cindy's attention, and she raised her head slightly so she could see. Just that small amount of change in weight distribution caused her hips to sink, but there was enough buoyancy to keep her afloat.
A foot-square panel in the wall opened three inches above the surface of the water, and Cindy looked back through to see Rudy's grinning face. The hole was in one of the short sides of the vat and Cindy could envision another just beyond the top of her head. That way, no matter which way she turned to get herself afloat, they would be able to peer up her body from a spot by her feet.
A hand reached in holding a stiff feather and Rudy stroked it across the sole of her left foot. It tickled, causing Cindy to roll slightly, but she kept her head and dunked the foot under the water. It came up all wet and, when the feather retouched it, the tickling device was quickly matted and damp.
A new feather and the other foot, and Cindy dunked it too, amazed at the childishness of the game. It would take something more than that to make her go under.
Rudy's arm jammed through the opening and he drove his hand beneath the surface. Six inches down he swirled it, pushing strongly at the water to disturb it inside the closed container. A low-rolling wave hit the opposite side of the vat and rebounded to bump into more agitated water. The surface began to splash against the walls and created small breakers that crashed against each other from opposite directions. Water poured over Cindy's arms and legs, and one surge broke across her face.
Afraid she would go under, Cindy kicked violently, aiming the sole of one foot directly at the opening, creating a large wall of water.
The wave broke against Rudy's arm, but much of it flowed on to crest against the wall. At least a gallon of the water poured through the breach and splashed the boy good. He jerked and lost his grip on the ladder and crashed to the floor with his arm whipping back out of the hole.
Cindy spread her arms and legs until she almost touched the side walls, then she arched her back to ride out the rough water. Slowly Cindy stabilized herself atop the gently rolling surface.
She giggled, her laughs ricocheting off the confining inner walls. No matter what they had done, she had been ready for them.
Rudy's next thrust came with a long, clear plastic tube that traveled through the hole until its tapered end was poised three inches above her stomach. It was only about three times as thick as a straw, and, as she watched it, the tip appeared darker than the rest of its length. Then she was sure that something had moved.
Focusing in more sharply on the end of the piping, she could see that the undulation was a mass of small bodies. Ants!
The boy puffed on his end of the tubing, blowing the small insects all over Cindy's stomach and the lower part of her tits. As soon as they landed, they began to scamper in all directions. One of them even began climbing the mountain of one tit.
Cindy sucked in a deep breath then reached for her toes, bending at the waist and plunging underwater. As soon as she felt her body awash, she straightened up and kicked out with her feet. She paddled back to the surface.
Once again she was bleary-eyed from the chemicals in the water and was only able to separate light from darkness. But she didn't need to see what Rudy was up to, because she heard his puffing breath and felt the insects land on her skin.
Panting in another breath, she dove under the water again. This time she sank several feet before she could break her watery fall.
Long seconds later, she broke through the surface like the hull of an overturned boat. Another puff and the scratchy, tiny claws were at her again and, almost automatically, she drove down again. Her reaction had been too quick. She barely had time for half a breath and her jerking was so violently that it drove her ass clear to the bottom of the vat.
Starved for air, she didn't have time to float back to the surface so she gathered her legs under her and pushed from the bottom. Her head broke free, but she had no sight as she splashed onto her back. Arms winged sideward to give her some balance, and her legs parted and drove her toes clear to the side walls. Precariously, she found her buoyancy and began to float.
Something stabbed her cunt.
The aim was true and the end of the plastic tube drove two inches into her tender hole. Then a wind puffed into her pussy, and the ants were splattered against the inner walls of her pussy.
There were ants in her cunt!
Dozens of the little pests were scrambling about the tender skin inside pussy, working themselves into a frenzy among the folds of her cunt.
Cindy screamed as her hands rocketed to her pussy, but the sudden release of buoyancy plunged her under the water. The top of her head bumped painfully against the side of the vat as she sank. Bitter water rushed into her mouth and flowed into her nose, gagging her as she tried to cough.
Her hands ripped from her cunt and fought against the water as she tried to claw her way back to the surface. Her right tip bounced against the bottom of the vat as her feet scrambled against one of the side walls. She shoved with her toes, banging her shoulders sharply against the other side before her head finally broke through into the air.
Laughter echoed around the inside of the container and mocking words fell about her head like rain. All of her senses seemed harshly disconnected as she gulped air back into her tortured lungs. Pinpoints of pain erupted in her pussy as if someone was pushing needles into the walls from the inside. The ants had clawed futilely to escape their moist trap and now they were biting her cunt-flesh.
Cindy shrieked, shoving fingers deep inside her cunt to try to kill the nipping pests. But it felt like hundreds of stings and her fingers couldn't reach anything but a few.
She plunged again. Water washed over her mouth and she had to gulp it down. Her nostrils burned from the salt. Her pussy was a cave of sparking pain. She tried to gasp air, and she swallowed a cup of the vile, bitter liquid.
Once again her head broke through and her lips sputtered a fountain of saltwater, then parted in a howl that filled the entire room beyond the chamber. Her hands were still locked on her cunt, her fingers chasing the tormenting insects inside her hole. Then she went down again, air bursting from her throat to explode large bubbles on the surface.
She was drowning, and the inside of her pussy was on fire. She could fight neither adequately because of the torture to the other. Her quest for air drove her feet against the bottom of the vat while her hands clawed at her cunt.
Then hands grabbed her and dragged her from the vat. The back of her heels scraped across the rim and tore skin from her flesh. But her mind didn't care. She was sucking air wetly through her lips, filling her lungs with life-saving breath. Her ass landed heavily on padding, and she threw her head back against the mat. Her knees bent and her legs jerked.
Deep inside her cunt, dozens of the little insects were on a rampage, scurrying about and biting her flesh. Something long, thick and plastic thudded onto her stomach and she grabbed it in desperation. It whipped back between her legs and shoved the huge shaft up her hole. The end of it banged against the back of her pussy, pinning and killing a nest of the ants.
She lay crying loudly, humping up to meet the violent thrusts of the dildo in her hands. And, without thought or sense about her, she pounded until the horrible biting insects were nothing but mush.
CHAPTER SIX
They stood over her, looking down at her sprawled body on the canvas mat as Cindy ground the large dildo into her pussy. Long after the final bite by the ants in her juicy pussy, her hands continued to drive the rigid shaft against the back of her cunt. The young girl's throat and mouth had cleared the last drop of bitter water and her lungs no longer screamed for air.
Gone now, also, were the broken bodies of the small insects that had tortured her, washed out by the flow of lubrication that the dildo-fucking had stirred in her hole. But so strong had been her panic and pain, and so great the relief of the dildo, that now she punched it into her body out of compulsion as if the agony would return if she ever stopped.
"Why don't you push the suction machine over here and let's hook her up," Serena told Rudy. "She looks like she's going to keep pumping that thing into her pussy and we might as well help her blast off her rocks."
Rudy nodded and left her side. Along the wall, he plugged in a long extension cord to a portable power unit, then pushed it back across the room. He unraveled three lengthy strands of rubber tubing with small suction cups on then-ends. The two with the same-sized tips he handed to Serena, then reached down and threw a controlling switch on the panel.
Air sucked into all of the tubes as Serena nestled one receptacle up to the nipple on Cindy's left tit. It grabbed onto her like something alive. The flexible concave cup molded over her tit-flesh and pulled all of the nipple and most of the areola inside, latching on tightly with a continual suction. Then Serena attached another one to the young girl's right tit.
Rudy had to push one of Cindy's hands aside to get the other tube down to the slit of her cunt. Her left hand flopped uselessly to the side as her right continued to power the dildo, not missing a stroke as the boy pried the upper part of her pussy-lips aside. His fingers wiggled in, pushing the hooding skin aside to uncover her clit.
The cup on the third tube was thinner than the other two, more like the cap of a felt-tip pen. As he positioned it into her cunt, the suction gobbled up the length of her clit.
Then Rudy and Serena stepped back to study the masturbating girl. Both of her hands were once again wrapped around the fat dildo to piston it into her cunt.
"Now to get that little cunt of hers really whistling," Rudy chuckled.
The switch his fingers threw opened the power to the suction devices, causing them to suck much like a milking machine on the tits of a cow.
Within seconds, the senseless young girl jacking the dildo up her cunt began undulating her hips and chest.
"It looks like it feels so good that I almost wish it was me," Serena hissed, her eyes alive with the fire of lust.
"You might enjoy what's going on right now," Rudy replied. "But I don't think you'd have liked what came before."
"Or what comes after," Serena laughed, thinking about their plans for the girl.
"It makes my prick hard just watching," he said, pawing at his bulging cock through the pants. 'Till be glad when Abram gets a connection that's big enough for my cock."
"Stick it in her mouth," Serena advised. "She's not going to mind. If I had a stiff cock, I'd be pushing it up her ass."
"You'll get your chance," he said as he stripped out of his wet clothes.
His rigid cockshaft jutted out lustily over hairy balls. He dropped to his knees beside the head of the dulled girl and twisted her face to the side with his hands. One thumb hooked into the corner of her mouth, slipped between the rows of teeth and wedged the jaws apart.
Shuffling closer, he leaned over Cindy and drove his cock into her loose mouth. When his prick bumped against the back of the mouth, her lips and tongue closed automatically around it.
Saliva quickly covered his penetrating shaft as Cindy nursed on his cock in the same rhythm that was rocking her tits and clit. Mentally, she was still unaware of the various things ravaging her body. The pain and torture of the near-drowning and the biting fire in her cunt had pushed her beyond that point where her mind remained in control. Pure survival now held sway and directed her actions.
And everything that her body was receiving was demanding for her to respond. Her tits were being sucked as if twin babies had latched on and were trying to drag nonexistent nourishment from her flesh. Between her legs, the tiny bud of sexual nerves at the top of her slit was being milked while a thickness pulsed inside her juicing cunt.
Her jaws were parted, her lips ringed around something she, too, could nurse and suck on like a calf on its mother's tit. A natural rhythm was given to her by the on-again, off-again suction on her nipples and clit, and she matched it with her mouth and hands. Cindy's body was a mindless fucking machine.
"Damn," the boy screwing her mouth said, "she gives a good blow job even when she doesn't know what she's doing. To hell with just finishing the initiation-we're going to have to talk Abram into using her for some of our other games. I'd like to give her a taste of the whip, then fuck her and piss in her cunt. I'd corn-hole her right in the butt and then make her eat the scum off my cock. Just the thought of it makes me want to come."
The boy's horny words and the sexual play going on before her were too much for Serena. She slipped to her knees between the ankles of the young girl, then forced Cindy's creamy thighs apart. Shoving the dildo aside, Serena dipped her face into Cindy's gaping cunt-slit and sucked sweet pussy nectar into her mouth.
Cindy groaned, her hands falling to her sides as the massive fake cock rolled from her fingers onto the canvas mat. Her body twisted, forcing her dripping pussy against Serena's cunt-licking face. Serena's lashing tongue burrowed into the juicy hole. Its tip reached far up into the cavern to lick at the sensitive walls.
Cindy's confused mind tried to sort out the bombardment of sexual pleasure. Pulses of jolting pleasure at her tinghng tits leaped to the pistoning cock between her teeth. If her mouth could have come, it would have been awash with tart sexual juices rather than copious saliva.
It was as if her entire body was being sucked and saturated with sensuality. Small comes were already rippling through her, cresting in small waves. A tongue reached far up her cunt. Her asshole clenched, then relaxed with each building orgasm.
Her fingers twitched. Pathways of rocketing pleasure criss-crossed throughout her body. The muscles of her throat relaxed and the last remnants of her instinct to gag were gone. Rudy's cock pressed against the back of her mouth and she gulped, almost as if trying to swallow the lusty cock clear into her guts.
Greased by the flow of her saliva, the rubbery tip of Rudy's cock moved into the opening of her throat, pushing and forcing until the swollen apple at the end of his cockshaft popped into the tight confines.
Inches of the thick shaft followed the cockhead into her throat until her nose was nestled into the hair of his crotch and his balls were draped across her chin. With motions of her head, she rocked back and forth in the gripping pressure as his cock fucked the length of her throat.
Below, a velvety tongue found her asshole and probed it as Serena's nose nudged into the opening of her cunthole. Pussy juice and cum flowed down past to lubricate Cindy's asshole, and the tongue penetrated to lick around the delicate tissue inside.
Cindy's cunt exploded in a renewed series of jolting comes.
The boy fucking her face gasped.
"She's deep-throating my goddamn cock!" he bellowed, watching as the muscles of her neck bulged as they made way for his buried thickness.
Serena's mouth was back on her cunt, surrounding it with lips that sucked in and mouthed the flesh around her flooding hole. Serena gulped, swallowing rapidly to keep up with the cum-pouring flow.
"It's too much!" Rudy groaned and buried his throbbing cock all the way down Cindy's throat. "I'm going to come all the way into her guts!"
Cum splattered thickly down her grasping throat, greasing the inside of the tube clear to her stomach. She swallowed, milking more of the jizz into her guts. Her abdomen clenched as tight as a drum as her pussy erupted into its final throes.
As jism poured down her throat, her pussy blasted out her own cum into Serena's waiting mouth.
All three of the young fuckers shook violently in a mutual explosion, their linked bodies an earthquake of tight teenaged flesh. Long minutes of seemingly endless seconds dragged by until they were finally drained and collapsed there with the smell of heady sex hanging heavily in the air.
* * *
Cindy sighed and slumped loosely down against the saddle-like seat.
She tested the heavy straps that locked her chest and waist to the rising brace behind her. Clamps held her legs straight, locking her feet to the sides of the threatening thing.
She didn't even know what it was or what it was likely to do to her.
Her legs straddled what felt like a child's saddle. But the proportions were all distorted. Its width was sufficient to fit over a small pony, but, from front to back, it was pinched in until it barely fit her hips. The hind bow was too vertical and fit up over the base of her spine, forcing her cunt tightly into the pommel in front. There, against her inner cunt-lips, was a small metal gap in the leather that formed a shallow and narrow trough. The shiny alloy surface felt cold to the flesh inside her gash.
Rising above the pommel was a horn that fit tightly against her belly and formed one of the two posts for the wide belt that locked her tightly in place around the waist.
Below, instead of stirrups, clamps bit into her ankles, tugging on her straight legs and forcing her pussy and ass down firmly to the leather and metal. At least there was a brace in back for her shoulders, although it too had a strap that cut into the skin above her tits.
Uncomfortable, she tried to shift her body slightly to ease the pressure on her bladder. Not only did she have to take what felt like a truly royal piss, but the pressure of the saddle horn on her abdomen was making matters much worse.
Thinking back, she hadn't pissed since earlier that morning shortly after Abram had raped her in the ass. Now she regretted the glasses of water she had drunk both before and after that experience, and she wished she had taken the chance to relieve herself in the water of the vat.
But now things were getting much more desperate.
Even earlier, when Rudy and Serena had lifted her from the mat wet from her own juices, she had complained about the ache in her bladder, but they seemed to have little patience with such complaints. Instead, they had walked her to this new device and strapped her in, telling her if she had to piss, to do so in the shallow metal channel.
But Cindy was reluctant to piss, knowing that the hot, prickling liquid was sure to splash back onto her pussy, and run down the saddle to soak her ass. And she had no interest in sitting in her own smelly piss.
But now, more than an hour later, she might not have any choice. She had resisted that long, waiting for someone to return and set her free.
But now the pain was no longer an ache; it had grown into an agony that was cramping the whole lower part of her body. So, for the first time, she thought seriously about how to piss into the narrow channel while making the least amount of mess.
Things could be worse, she guessed. At least they expected her to do it and apparently the device had at least been planned for that possibility. And waiting any longer threatened any control she might have.
Her bladder was threatening to burst, sending piss gushing out. Perhaps if she could let it out a short squirt at a time, it wouldn't splash so much and get her all wet.
It was easier said than done. It was like trying to dip out a cup of water while trying to hold back a flood.
But finally she managed, and her tiny piss slit flared slightly and let out a quick burst.
"Ouch!" she shrieked as a jolt of electricity bit into her cunt.
She gripped tightly on the horn of the saddle and helped her squeeze off the painful flow. For a minute she wasn't sure what the burning had been, then it crashed into her just what had happened. There had to be a hot electrical wire, stripped of insulation, laying along the bottom of the shallow channel under her cunt. And her piss must have created the contact with the metal sides that burned the inner lips of her pussy slit.
There was still a slight tingle coming from the metal as the moisture in the channel was enough for a slight electric arc to remain in place.
She was in real trouble. The abbreviated piss stream had done nothing to relieve the pressure.
Even worse, the shock and finally the tingle at her pussy were making things even worse, making her bladder even harder to control. Now it was from second to second that she fought it, knowing that she would finally lose.
"Help me!" she shouted at the closed door.
Nothing.
Nobody.
She glanced in terror down at her hips, wondering whether the current was strong enough to fry her cunt. Already it had been battered and abused to the point she didn't know how much more punishment it could take. Her virginity of only a couple of days ago now seemed like a bad joke.
Only seconds separated her from a busted bladder and then it would pour on its own. Her only chance was to try to control it, pissing in short squirts so she could turn off the electrical assault on her cunt when she knew that she couldn't take any more.
The more she clenched and ground her teeth, the more her bladder threatened to burst.
Pounds of liquid pressure were demanding to be let free.
"Nooo!" she moaned as the electricity formed a sparking net of flame across the surface of her cunt.
Then the current charged up the thin stream of golden fluid and entered the pisshole in her cunt-slit. Shuddering and jerking, she finally cut off the flow once more.
For long seconds it continued to shock her, then the agony backed off to just a painful tingle.
"Pleeease!" she screamed to the emptiness of the room as the pressure finally forced its fatal opening and the scalding liquid began to pour from her pisshole.
And when it finally erupted, a more intense agony began.
Piss erupted into the narrow metal channel, covering the hot wire and making connection with the metal sides and the lips of Cindy's cunt. So strong was the gush of golden liquid from Cindy's bladder that the piss stream splashed strongly back up into her crotch to cover the entire length of her slit and to run down the crack of her ass.
Everywhere the liquid went, the shocking current was carried along to light up more and more of the girl's tortured skin. The shock was carried into the channel of her cunt and climbed the muscles of her lower body, firing every nerve as it went. Her body bucked and shuddered and her mind exploded from the cramping pain.
And still the piss streamed on, adding fuel to fire as it broke from the curves of her body to flow down the sides of the saddle along both fronts and backs of each of her legs. Toes curled and ankles beat unmercifully against the restraining metal clamps until her skin and the flesh beneath were heavily bruised.
The power entered her gut, nerves jerking her abdomen as tight as iron as they clamped down and forced the piss from her bladder. Everywhere the moisture of her own piss marked her body, the electricity bit into it to make her torture complete.
Her screams filled the room, echoing from wall to wall as she screamed her throat raw.
And still it went on, even after her bladder was drained and the piss no longer flowed. The wetness was so complete that the power coursed on from the metal channel, not stopping enough now to even let the girl breathe. Then, far beyond her comprehension, a hand threw a switch and ended her pain. But this time she didn't notice it. Her muscles twitched from still-firing nerves as she blacked out and was held erect only by the leather bands.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The rack was almost a pleasant relief after the torture that she had been through the previous day. Although her wrists and bruised ankles were bound tightly with rope, then stretched toward opposite ends of the flat device, it was less uncomfortable than the torturous pain of the ants in her cunt and the shattering electricity she had suffered the day before.
Somebody had turned off the current and unbound her from the infernal saddle. She had awakened sometime during the night in the stone cell with the small bed in the center of the floor. Her head was cushioned by a hard feather pillow and, although, she was still naked, she was covered neck to toe by a heavy wool blanket. She didn't even mind its scratchiness as she stretched under it in the darkness, then turned onto her side and promptly went back to sleep.
There was nothing like sheer exhaustion to bring on sleep, and Cindy's body had demanded it as she sank heavily into the mattress.
When she opened her eyes, light was pouring in from the high window in the outside wall. As she flopped onto her back, the rumble in her stomach seemed to demand her immediate attention, and she tried to remember the last time she had eaten. Sometime yesterday, she decided, but couldn't put together the time of day.
She pushed from the bed and found soap and a small basin of water. A cloth lay beside the bowl and she dipped a finger into the water. Not hot, but certainly not cold; someone in the past half-hour must have left it there for her, and she was happy for the chance to scrub the sweat from her body and the dried piss from her cunt and ass.
She began making sure that each inch of her skin was washed thoroughly. All the torture and toil of the previous two days had left her with a stickiness that was hard to wash away. When she had finally accomplished it, she lifted the basin over her head and poured it, washing all of the soap onto the floor.
Even towel-less, her skin had dried by the time Abram walked into the room carrying a wide tray. Surprise after surprise, it wasn't the thick stew of the day before. Scrambled eggs and link sausages with even a glass of milk to wash it down. Perhaps with the return of a normal diet, she might be allowed to begin her classes and settle down into the routine of the school.
With her stomach pleasantly full, Abram led her out, then walked her down three doors to the bathroom nearest to her room.
Blessed be, she thought as she squatted onto the toilet-at least here she wasn't worried about something as simple as taking a piss. The splashing of the water beneath her ass was a reassuring sound.
He had even tossed her another one of the thin cotton gowns before closing the door. After she cleaned between her legs, she lifted the gown over her head and dropped it into place. It certainly wasn't much, she thought, but at least it was something.
She smoothed across the front and reached down to tug at the bottom of the hem in the hope of stretching it, but there was no way to get it completely down to her knees. Giving up on that idea, she glanced into the mirror at her face and decided to scrub it again. When it was dry, she stepped back into the hall.
He didn't return her to her room. Instead, he led her along one more of the dank hallways then down two flights of narrow, steep stairs at the back of the mansion. A large wooden door, at least eight feet tall, creaked inward to reveal a large dungeon.
Glancing about as Abram stood beside her, holding tightly onto one arm, Cindy could see many of the devices that she had only read about or seen in silly horror movies.
One looked like a mummy case but was made from rusted metal with the form of a woman on the front. Iron maiden, she remembered. And something to do with spikes on the inside.
Another set of stocks was placed against a wall, but this set had holes for hands, head and both feet. The other one had been bad enough, this one would be sheer torture, and she hoped that he didn't have it in mind for her.
Chains hung from all of the walls and one set of four short links locked onto shackles far up toward the ceiling. But the chains weren't as scary as the collection of whips placed in a row of wooden holders.
She looked away quickly to a plastic-lined pit set in the floor at the end of the room. It was a ten-foot circle bordered by sections of wood, and Cindy could only guess at the purpose. One table, with high metal stirrups at one end, was pushed head-on into a wall right next to a massive wooden device of ropes and cranks, which took up one whole corner of the massive room. It was to this last piece of equipment that the headmaster finally forced her to and up onto its long narrow bench in the middle between two rising towers at the ends. Ropes from two sides of one tower were looped around her ankles and lines bound her wrists to the other.
It was a medieval rack, she realized when Abram began to tighten first one crank and then the other. Her arms were pulled tightly as she lay on her back. Skin tightened until her armpits were like drums, then Abram turned his attention to her feet. Small handles stretched out her legs until there was tautness in the sides of her crotch, then Abram walked up beside her and trailed sharp fingernails across the drawn skin of her stomach.
"See, it isn't too tight, is it, Miss Cindy Wilkerson?" he asked in a mocking voice. "Of course I haven't even touched the main control that really works this little rack. All I've done so far is to lock you in place. Does that surprise you?"
For a minute, as Abram's hands lay atop the central crank, she was afraid that he was going to turn it and stretch her body even more. But then he apparently decided against it, and he turned and walked from the room.
This isn't too bad, Cindy thought, lifting her body from the table by drawing in her hands and feet. Tentatively, she lowered herself before she finally found a position that took the weight from the stretched muscles across her shoulder blades. If that was all it was going to be, she could lay there for hours and be thankful she wasn't back in the water vat where she would have to worry about being drowned. And it was certainly better than the saddle-like device that almost shocked the shit out of her when she had been forced to piss. Thankfully, her bladder was empty now because she could see how even the rack could give problems there. But even that wouldn't be like shoving the live ends of an extension cord up her pussy and ass. She almost smiled at the thought.
When Abram returned, he was leading a sullen Rudy by a leash that was attached to a leather collar around the boy's neck. Whatever his young assistant had done, it had apparently made his headmaster irate.
The youth was naked and his limp cock drooped like the tail of a cowed dog hanging between its legs.
Without a word to Cindy, Abram pushed his young assistant down onto his back atop the table, then clamped his feet high in the stirrups.
Abram pulled the table away from the wall and rolled it alongside Cindy. He left a couple of feet between them, but squared them up with head across from head.
Cindy glanced across, but Rudy's eyes were locked to the ceiling and he looked sullen as if he was ignoring the fact that she was in the room. Two straps held him locked to the table and clamps confined his heels to the stirrups above. His legs were bent, lifting his ass slightly from the couch, and his loose cock lay draped back over onto his abdomen.
Cindy, too, was in just about as bad a shape on the rack, but she couldn't help but giggle at the discomfort of the boy who had so recently tortured her. Apparently she wasn't the only one who was expected to learn a little something at the school.
"It's time to get down to business," Abram mumbled.
He reached down into the lower compartment of the wooden rack to pull out a long, glistening knife. Cindy's eyes bulged as the knife tip came toward her face, then turned down just a couple of inches from her chin.
The neck of the thin gown gave way to just the flick of his wrist and, but holding one side of the garment tight to give it tension, Abram quickly cut away the front of the cloth. Two quick swipes at the top of her shoulders and the arms of the garment no longer bound it to her.
Abram grabbed one ragged edge of what remained of the gown and ripped it off from Cindy's body. She was now as naked as the boy who lay on the table alongside of her.
Abram stepped back to admire his handiwork.
"Rudy has been a naughty boy," the head- master finally said. "He went and did something yesterday that he wasn't supposed to without permission. But do you think he asked me if it was okay? Not a chance-he just considered himself too big for his britches and, now-as you can see-he doesn't have any britches at all."
Abram began pacing back and forth. "As you might remember from the cattle prod, Cindy," Abram continued, his gleaming eyes bouncing from Cindy's naked body to that of the boy, "electricity is something I have a special interest in. In fact, I'm the only one that's supposed to use it around here. And he took all the surprise out of something that I was going to show you. I still will, but it's not going to be near as much fun since you'll know what the shock can do to your little cunt."
His right hand dropped to the crank on the side of the rack and gave it a small twist. The ropes on her feet tightened and pulled her legs even tauter. The uncomfortable feeling shifted to her shoulders and hips where the sudden strain was pulling at the joints.
"Rudy's going to have to be punished for doing that," he almost purred down into the girl's face. "But you were part of it, too. He strapped you onto that saddle, but you just had to go ahead and take a piss, didn't you? You just couldn't stand to be without the feeling of that warm electricity tickling your cunt."
"No!" Cindy replied desperately. "They knew I had to go to the bathroom when they put me on that thing. I couldn't help having to pee!"
"That's what all the young girls say when they've done something naughty." He chortled and tightened the crank another turn.
This time it wasn't discomfort, but pain that gripped her shoulders and hips.
"Please don't!" Cindy squirmed in pain. "It was Rudy and Serena that made me do it! It's her that should be here!"
"Oh, we'll get around to Serena," he promised her with a leer. "In fact, you might even get a chance to do something about it yourself. But you can't get out of your responsibility by saying others are to blame. That's one thing that you have to learn here at Harlots."
Another twist on the crank and she felt that her joints would be dislocated from the tearing pressure. Her protests were shrieks that spilled out into the dungeon.
Unbelievably, his hand went through one more turn of the crank and something inside Cindy's shoulders felt as if it had snapped. Muscles and tendons screamed in pain and filled her mind with sheer hell. Another half of a rotation and her legs joined in the agony as her hips felt like they were being pulled apart.
"Now you stay right there without any relief until you help me decide how to punish Rudy," he sneered at the tortured young girl.
Her eyes were wild with pain, and she mumbled almost incoherently in her pleas to let her go. Then he shouted at her again, asking if she could understand, and the terrified pain-wracked girl nodded her head.
Then the headmaster turned to the bound boy with his legs pulled high into the air. One of his huge hands collected the limp piece of prick-meat and he turned back to the girl.
"I've got his flabby little pecker in my fingers-should I beat on it until it's nice and hard?"
"Yes!" Cindy gasped, willing to agree to anything.
"Yes, what, whore?" Abram snarled. "I want you to tell me what to do, and in words that any son-of-a-bitch can understand or I'll be back there and really crank that thing up tight!"
"No!" Cindy yelped. Already she felt disfigured from the pain and pressure, and her body wouldn't be able to take any more. "Take his cock in your hand and jack it off until it's stiffer than an iron bar! Beat his meat until it's hard enough to fuck a hole in the wall!"
"Hah!" the old man crowed and began to pound his fist up and down on the boy's soft prick.
Slowly Rudy's cock thickened but it remained only half erect.
"It's not getting big," the man hissed back at Cindy. "Tell me how to get it throbbing or I'll rip the goddamn legs and arms from your body!"
"Pound on it harder!" she cried, her mind scrambling for dirtier things for the man to do and filthier ways to say them.
"Squeeze on his cum-spurting balls!" she finally panted. "Grip his cock so hard you make it bleed. Rip it out by the goddamn root if it won't get any bigger! Make him hurt! Make him pay!"
"Goddamn cock-swinging kid!" Abram shouted down at the boy. "Fucking cunt-sucker and throat-fucker!"
His hand whipped up and down the boy's growing prick, fingers rubbing it furiously until it stood hard and long. The cockhead was purple with blood from both the stimulation of the hand job and the excitement of the shouted cursing around him.
"Bite the end of his dick!" the young girl screamed, caught up in the pain and the effort to be released. She had no idea what she was saying any more. "Leave teeth marks in his goddamn balls! Rip his cock hair out with your hands! Shove a board up his ass and fuck his guts with it! Stick your cock all the way down his throat. Beat him with a goddamn whip! Strap him until he's almost dead!"
Abram's hands slowed, and both he and the cock-hard boy glanced back at the delirious girl.
She ranted on. "Fuck him right up the ass! Shoot cum into his face! Make him beg for you to let him go, then laugh right into his goddamn face. Make him piss into a wall socket then take him out and almost drown him in the sea! Pour boiling water all over his nuts and make him screeeeeaaam!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
The evil headmaster leaned right into the face of the young schoolgirl and hissed at her like a snake preparing to strike. Moisture spewed from his lips.
"So you want Rudy to hurt," he sneered at her. "You want him to get so much pain that he yells out that he can't take any more. Well, I'll make you a deal, little bitch-whichever one of you begs for our little test to be stopped first is going to taste the bite of the electricity. You hear that, cunt! You better take more than he does or I'm going to hook the live wires right up to your titties and clit!"
Shocked by his threat, but frightened even more by the knowledge that he would do it, Cindy gasped as the pressure was suddenly released from her shoulders and hips as the ropes on her feet fell slack. Stretched tendons pulled the joints painfully back into place, and she still wasn't able to move when he grabbed her ankles and forced her legs high into the air.
Other looped ropes hung down from the top of the rack and he slipped her feet into them, then pulled them tight against her skin. A crank on the side of an upright brace pulled them up, raising her ass slightly from the platform upon which she lay. The gap between the ropes was enough to spread her legs wide, and she was quickly spread-eagled before the man just as the boy was lying on the table with his feet locked into the stirrups.
Abram reached into a compartment in the bottom of the rack to pull out a large squeeze bottle from which he drenched both of his hands with a thick lubricating cream. Discarding the empty container, he turned to lay a hand on the groin of each of the youths by reaching between their legs from the back. The fingers of his right hand tickled at Cindy's cunt slit while his left hand stroked the bound boy's balls.
"He doesn't have a pussy like you do," the evil man laughed toward Cindy as a finger parted her inner lips and drove into her cunt-hole. "But it couldn't be fair to go asshole-to-asshole, because he's so much bigger than you. So consider yourself lucky, little cunt-whatever you end up taking into your pussy, he's taking the same thing up his ass. Right now I've got a finger wriggling around right in his asshole."
Cindy glanced over.
Rudy squirmed atop the table, pulling his feet futilely at the clamps that held them in the stirrups. Cindy could see that his cock was still was as hard as a steel rod as it bounced on his abdomen with his prickhead almost up to his navel.
A second finger jammed her easily in the slippery cream as she watched Abram's hand working beneath the boy's prick and balls. She wished the table was turned so she could watch his asshole being reamed. He had caused her enough pain and humiliation that she was eager to see what would be causing him to hurt.
A third finger joined the other two, stretching in different directions in her cunt.
For the first time Cindy was feeling discomfort, and she hoped the agony had already begun for the boy. Muffling her complaint, she wondered how much his asshole would be able to take, and she hoped that the three fingers inside him was already beginning to take its toll. She wasn't sure how much her pussy could swallow before making her cry out. Surely not more than just an additional finger, but maybe that would be too much for the other youth.
"Ow!" she yelped as the fourth finger entered.
It was the man's little finger but her cunt already felt stuffed. Whimpers died in her throat as the fourth finger was forced in, and now her little cunt-hole felt pushed out of shape.
Desperately, she looked over at the table on the other side of the headmaster. Rudy was grimacing but showing no other reaction to the pain. The fourth finger hadn't made him beg to have the game stopped, and Cindy was frightened now that she might lose.
"How does that feel?" Abram chuckled, looking first at Cindy then across at the boy. "One of you has four fingers rammed up her cunt and the other has the same thing wiggling in his ass. Are either one of you interested in ending our little game right here before it goes any further? Would you rather feel more of this or the electricity burning your little sexual parts?"
Cindy knew there really wasn't a choice. She had already tasted the bite of the current and she would do almost anything now to keep it away from her titties and clit. Even if that meant that her poor pussy was stretched until it ripped.
"No takers," the headmaster cackled, then began pushing with both hands.
A pressure began between the four fingers already inside her cunt and was forcing them out even more. The sadistic man was trying to jam his thumb in her cunt. Cindy whipped her head to the side so she could watch the tortured boy.
Low moans were rising from his throat, and Cindy hoped that he would call out for the headmaster to quit. If it stopped now, her cunt would be sore, but there wouldn't be any damage for her pride. But the youth just rolled his head from side to side and accepted the addition of the thumb into his ass.
"No," Cindy whimpered as all four fingers and thumb were pushed farther into her stretched cunt-hole.
Just the tips of them inside had caused her pain, but now they were working like a wedge to spread open her cunt. Surely Rudy would have to concede soon, she told herself frantically. No asshole could take what she had already jammed inside!
But apparently Rudy's could. He gasped, then didn't make another sound as he stared at the ceiling above.
"Tell him to stop, Rudy!" Cindy groaned over to the boy. "Don't let him tear your shithole apart!"
The youth beside her didn't show that he had even heard her.
"My pussy is tearing!" Cindy moaned as the back of her head beat into the wooden platform of the rack.
His fingers poked into the channel of her cunt as his knuckles bumped into the aching ring of the opening of her hole.
"You're going to kill both of us!" she screamed, knowing that such cries would do no good.
The fiendish headmaster's laughter echoed around the room. "Then tell me to stop and I will," he spit at the girl. "All you have to do is beg one time and this is all over!"
"The electricity ..." she panted. "The current hurts so much!"
"Ah, yes!" he hissed eagerly at her. "The power just eats away at your little nipples and your cunt. Just think of that-remember all that pain-and it'll help your battered pussy take some more of this!"
The bumps of his knuckles brutally pushed her spread pussyhole even farther apart as they moved inside, followed by the hard ridges of his palm.
Still the boy had said nothing, and Cindy knew what the pain must be in his shithole. It was impossible for him to take as much as she had, and take it in his ass. He would have to end it. He would have to call a stop to it right now!
"Tell him!" Cindy shrieked. "Tell him you can't take it any more!"
But there was nothing from Rudy, not even a groan.
The cruel headmaster leaned against both of them, shoving down with all of his strength on both of his hands. Cindy felt something give way, then there was a savage shoved into her cunt. She screamed again and again until something balled up inside her distended cunt-channel and the tearing pain of her pussy-mouth suddenly eased up.
"My God!" she muttered desperately. "He's got his whole fist in my cunt!"
Abram's shout was a cry of victory as both of his fists were buried deeply into the strained holes of the youths. His left hand was buried to three inches beyond his wrist in the shitter of the tortured boy as the base of his right hand was swallowed up by Cindy's cunt.
"I'm fist-fucking you both!" he bellowed in triumph. "I'm pounding a goddamn shithole and pussy with my hands at the same time! I'm gonna beat the hell out of both of your holes!"
He was enraged with lust, and Cindy howled with pain as his clenched fist drove clear to the back of her cunt. Her agony was complete, and she had never dreamed that anything could hurt so much. Her mind was crying desperately for something to relieve the torture.
There was a way to end the frightening brutality, but it was like asking for a thunderbolt to strike. But there was no way that she could stop herself in the midst of terror, and, as the crazed headmaster slammed her pussy- channel even harder with his fists, she cried out the forbidden word. "Stop!"
The shriek filled the room.
* * *
"I'm giving you some way to control it." Abram almost giggled as he strapped Cindy onto the bicycle-like device. The headmaster's eyes gleamed with cruelty. "I didn't have to do that, but I wanted to show you that I can be kind to my slaves."
The headmaster's new instrument of torture had the by-now-familiar brace rising up the back with straps to bind her body tightly to hold her in place. The seat, however, was much like that of a bicycle, a little larger perhaps and with decidedly more curve to it so that it fit closely to her cunt and ass.
Another strap lashed down her hips. There had been two holes in the surface of the seat and, as Abram fitted it to her, the openings bumped right against her cunthole and the brown bud of her ass. Below, her feet were clamped into two pedals that drove a chain that disappeared into the large box beneath the seat.
Her hands were strapped down to two handles in front of her body.
From the front of the infernal machine, Abram unraveled two thin wires that were tipped with alligator clips, which Cindy watched with growing fear. As she had expected, the lusty headmaster reached out and attached first one, then the other, to the nipples of her tits.
Sharp little metal teeth bit into the sensitive flesh of her tits, causing pain to spread throughout each of her tit-mounds. Only after a minute or two when the flesh grew numb did the agony finally subside.
He had attached a third clip and wire to the small nub of her clit.
"It hurts," Cindy groaned, trying to shift away from it on the seat, but finding that she couldn't move her hips even a fraction of an inch. Her entire pussy-slit felt like it was on fire.
"It'll calm down," Abram replied. "It will get numb just like your tits."
Long seconds later Cindy found that it was true. Although still uncomfortable, the sharp pain had faded away.
The headmaster stood before her, a small control box nestled in the palm of his left hand. His right forefinger and thumb pinched a switch between them.
"I'm going to give you just a little taste of what you asked for when you made me stop fist-fucking your cunt. I warned you that the first one to tell me to stop playing with electrical fire."
His fingers rocked the small lever quickly forward and back, and a surge of electricity blasted into Cindy's nipples and clit. Flesh screamed in pain as it felt like it was being torn. Her titties quivered from the sudden shock, and her entire cunt felt like it had been set on fire. And then it was gone, leaving Cindy gasping for breath.
"Like I told you," he sneered, "I've given you something to control it. In fact, you can keep it from ever zapping your tits and cunt. All you have to do is pedal with your feet. If you do it fast enough, that breaks the current completely. Pedal slower and that just lets part of the power through. So, you see, you have complete control over it-shut it down all the way, let a little of it leak through, or stop your feet and let it tear up your cunt and tits. I don't really care-it's all up to you. I'll even let you get started right now before I turn on the switch."
Her left leg pushed out, rotating the pedals, and something hard jabbed her in the cunt. Before she could stop, a similar stiffness poked her right in the asshole. Cindy's eyes bulged and her mouth fell open as she tried to figure out what in the world was going on. It had something to do with the pedals, for when she stopped them, the punching at her pussy and ass ceased.
"That's the part I forgot to tell you," Abram giggled. "It wouldn't be any fun unless there's a price to pay to keep the current from frying your tits and cunt. You don't have to do it, but here's what it's going to feel like in just a few seconds when I leave the switch opened wide."
His fingers jerked forward and back, but even that tiny bit of time was enough for the electricity to slam into her clit and tits. It stunned her with the pain. And, almost before the blast of power had died, her feet started to move.
"Ouch!" Cindy cried as the front dildo rammed two inches into her dry hole.
But as painful as that dildo had been, it didn't compare to the agony of her ass ring when the second shaft burrowed up her butt. And then it was her cunt that was prodded again, followed quickly by a punch up her ass. Like pistons, the two dildos drove into her unprepared holes as her feet rotated the pedals.
Then the electricity blasted her, but this time it didn't fade away. Abram had thrown the switch open and laid the control box down onto a shelf of the large device.
"I can't stand it!" Cindy screamed as the current made her flesh buck and leap.
"You're not pedaling fast enough!" he shouted. "Pedal faster and the electricity will stop."
Her legs dug in, making the pedals whirl. As she picked up speed, the power tearing into her tits and cunt died away, then finally stopped. But it came at an expensive price. The faster her legs worked, the more rapid the dildos jammed into her holes, and the speed also controlled their length. Pedaling as fast as she could, the front one battered into the back of her cunt while the other rammed far into her ass guts.
"It hurts my pussy and ass!" Cindy bellowed. "They're fucking me clear up to my stomach!"
"Then stop pedaling, slut!" the headmaster shouted. "You can stop it any time you want!"
But just the slightest easing of the speed reminded Cindy of what hid just beyond the cunt- and butt-fucking dildos. A trickle of electrical current leaked through and tingled her nipples and swollen clit.
And the more that her feet slowed, the stronger the power grew, until it felt like an animal's teeth were trying to tear her tits from her chest. And when every nerve in her distended clit began firing, her feet moved faster in automatic response. There was no way she could take the electrical bite.
"Help me!" she cried.
The dildos were not particularly thick, not quite as massive as either Abram's or Rudy's prick, but they were certainly as long as they drilled deeply into her body. The head of the false prick in the front rammed on each stroke far into the back of her pussy and beat against the sore opening to her womb. The back dildo slammed into her tortured ass, burying itself all the way into her rectum.
Both holes had been stirred enough to furnish some moisture, cunt juices flowing in one place as the brown butter of her ass greased the other.
Her legs were beginning to cramp. At first it was just a twitch, but finally they began to ache. Then they began to knot.
"No!" Cindy begged as her legs began to collapse.
Biting pain trickled back into her tender tits and the fire was relit in her cunt. Electricity flowed again, slicing into her flesh and igniting her nerves. Once again her legs churned, driven by fear, and the current slowed until it was just a gentle flow. But, no matter how much she forced herself, she couldn't make it stop completely. Her legs no longer had the strength to pedal fast.
"I can't do it any more!" the delirious girl shrieked, feeling the power in her legs giving ay.
The muscles in her calves were knots of tortured flesh, the tendons strained and refusing to work. Her teeth ground noisily together and her breath came in harsh pants. False pricks still pounded into her cunt and ass, yet the electrical current was building up steam. Her fingers were locked painfully on the handles, knuckles turning white. White lights of agony were exploding in her mind.
Then, suddenly, everything collapsed.
Her legs jerked stiff and refused to work. Her hands flew open and her toes curled. A scream erupted from her lungs. Her body shook. Electricity hit her full strength as if she had been struck by a lightning bolt.
Power surged into her tits and jerked them all around her chest. The force of the current burned into her clit, firing every nerve. A shock slammed into the base of her spine, then turned on the flow of her juices. Cum gushed down the channel of her cunt and bathed the insides of her legs. Her asshole puckered, then relaxed around the tip of the dildo still sticking up from the seat.
Then suddenly it was gone. Abram grappled at the clamps and straps that bound her to the device. When the last one was released, she slumped sideways into the arms of the headmaster, and he dragged her free from the machine. Her heels slammed into the floor as he pulled her over to one of the canvas mats on the stone floor. He dumped her onto her back and stood over her as he stripped out of his clothes.
His cock jutted stiffly, and Cindy gazed up at it wondering what he would do. There was no resistance in her-the pounding dildos and electrical current had burned all of the rebellion from the young girl, and she felt so weak that she could barely move. He dropped down at her head, facing her as his knees bumped harshly into her shoulders.
One rough hand dipped down under the back of her neck and lifted, lining up her mouth and throat with his prick.
The swollen, rubbery cockhead parted her lips and glided in over her tongue. It bumped against the back of her mouth and nuzzled there at the opening to her throat. He pressed down with all the strength of his hips.
Like a tiny cunt, her tight throat opened for him, swallowing his prickhead. Inches of the swollen cock pushed out against the muscles of her neck. Cock-hair tickled her nose.
He buried himself clear to the base of his dick.
He throat-fucked her, slapping his groin into her face as his prick traveled back and forth. His come was looming from his balls. This time he wanted nothing more than to smash into her throat until cum blasted from his cock, and he was driven to do it as fast as he could. And he wasn't satisfied until thick globs of sticky jism erupted into her mouth.
CHAPTER NINE
Cindy was surprised that they allowed her to rest. Abram had returned her to the room with the bed, and had even given her one of the thin gowns to cover her nakedness. The door had been locked, of course, but she really didn't care. All she wanted was to fall on the narrow mattress and sink into oblivion. She didn't even cover her bare legs with the dirty blanket folded crudely at the end.
It was dark by the time she awoke. How long had she slept? She didn't know. In fact, thinking back, she wasn't even sure what day it was, or even how long she had been in the grips of the sex-crazed staff here at the school.
Her body felt that of a stranger's. Everything had changed, and the feelings inside her were some that she hadn't even known to exist. She had arrived with the flesh of a virgin, with schoolgirl fantasies in her young mind about how growing up and learning about sex would be.
All of that was different now. Deep in her throat, she knew the feel of a hard, spurting cock, and both her cunt and her asshole had swallowed up hard pricks. Her lips had even felt the slipperiness of another girl's coming pussy.
Her fingers crawled up beneath the hem of the gown and found their way to her lightly thatched crotch. The tip of one brushed against the folds of skin of her clit, then dipped down to open the flowering lips of her cunthole. It poked an inch inside, then swirled around as it felt the tender skin.
It was amazing, she thought. When the headmaster's hand had stretched her cunt-hole, she had thought that she was permanently ruined. Even though it wasn't really torn, she had been sure that her cunt would be permanently spread, leaving nothing but a flabby pit that no boy would ever want to fuck. But she really couldn't tell the difference. Of course her maidenhead was gone, and her finger could sink clear to its last knuckle, but there seemed to be nothing unusually big about the rim of the hole. It was back to the size she had remembered. And that seemed almost impossible, until she remembered the startling growth of a man's cock. She had watched Abram's cock stiffen and thicken into a bludgeon, like a steel club sticking out two-thirds of a foot.
And her cunt had been able to gobble up it all. Even her throat had swallowed that mighty prick and sucked cum clear down into her guts. Her asshole had gripped it as his cock had jabbed into her rectum and plumbed her depths with rampaging strokes.
She groaned. Tight muscles and weary bones had been rested by the long sleep and really didn't want to begin moving again. But she needed to walk and pull everything back into shape because she had no idea what might come next.
* * *
"I told you I would give you a chance at Serena." Abram smiled as he stroked baby oil onto her skin with his fingers.
Once again Cindy was naked, and Abram greased her down from head to toe. His hands lingered on her perky little tits, then his fingers rolled her nipples painfully. He splashed oil onto his palms again and rubbed them furiously against her fleshy tit-mounds.
Neither did he ignore her pussy and ass. Dipping down into her cunt hair, he cupped a handful of the slippery fluid and rubbed it the length of her crotch. Pussy hair was matted down from the wetness, then he liberally oiled down her cunt-hole. Reaching between her legs, he greased the crack of her ass, one fingertip finally nestled on the budding hole of her ass. It pushed, slipping easily up to his first slickened knuckle.
Then, stepping around behind her, he rubbed oil down her back and the rear of her legs before beginning to work on the cheeks of her ass. He kneaded the supple flesh.
She was standing just outside the wooden rim of the plastic-lined pit she had seen before, her toes pointed toward the center of the ring.
Less than fifteen feet away, Rudy was rubbing the same greasy oil onto Serena's skin.
The red-haired beauty stood erect and naked, her legs slightly parted to make way for Rudy's hand. She glared across the ring at Cindy with a strange fire of excitement dancing in her eyes.
Cindy was amazed at the other girl's athletic body. Not a hair was upon her body and her golden-red mane draped down to wave across the backs of her shoulders and drop to her waist. She raised her hands for Rudy to moisten her armpits and the skin there was creamy. Between her legs, not even a shadow hinted that there had ever been a patch of cunt-fur.
Serena's tits fascinated Cindy. The nipples were only faintly brown and were already hardened into tiny blunt arrows stimulated by Rudy's hands. The haloes of her areolas were so pink that they were almost red, contrasting sharply with the peaches and cream of her glistening skin. Her tits were much bigger than Cindy's-the full breasts of a woman with the tightness and erectness of youth.
The outer lips of Serena's shaved pussy gave true meaning to the word gash. Slicing down in a small chasm from the base of her pubic bone, her slightly parted cunt-slit disappeared as it coursed a narrow way directly toward her asshole. Pinkness glistened from that beautiful pussy and Cindy remembered, her mouth suddenly awash with saliva, how those lips had flowered open as Serena had lowered her cunt-hole and clit directly down onto the schoolgirl's mouth.
Disturbed by the memory, Cindy wanted to tear her eyes away from the athletic girl.
Bending over, Serena laid her palms flat on the wooden rim of the ring while Rudy worked behind her on her ass.
A hand pushed at the back of Cindy's neck and she too bent over from the waist. She placed her hands on the two-by-four boards as something narrow poked in her butt. A chilling flood of liquid cold cream splashed into her butt.
"Stand up!" Abram ordered as he popped the tip of the squirt bottle out of her ass and splatted his hand in the oil of her asscheeks.
Cindy did as she was told.
"This is one of Serena's specialties so you'll have to beat her at her own game," the headmaster advised. "There's not much chance at it, to tell you the truth. It's just like you didn't really have any way to win against Rudy when I was fist-fucking your cunt."
Cindy whirled back to the man, questions written all over her face.
"He likes it," the man laughed. "He enjoys taking cocks-and even fists-up his ass. If he was going to beg for anything, it would have been for me to do it harder."
"And Serena?" Cindy gasped.
"This is one of her things." He almost giggled. "She exercises just so she'll be strong enough to do it. She wishes she had a cock of her own to push into other girls' cunts and assholes, and she likes nothing better than doing it by force. No girl has ever beaten her at it, not even some a lot bigger than you, and I've even seen her pin boys to the floor and shove a dildo up their asses. But I wouldn't give up easily if I were you, she always makes it hurt like hell."
"And what am I supposed to do to her?" Cindy asked gruffly.
"Stick this thing right up her ass." Abram grinned, holding a massive dildo in front of Cindy's face. Large plastic balls hung below its nine-inch length and its dickhead was half as big as her fist. "Whoever fucks the other one's butt-hole is the winner."
"And what does the loser get afterwards?" Cindy said bitterly.
"A sore shithole," he cackled. "Once you've been reamed out by this thing, there doesn't have to be anything else to punish you. Just wait and see. You're going to feel hers ripping your butt because no girl's ever forced one into her ass. She's going to pin you down and humiliate you, then corn-hole you until you scream!"
Cindy fumed as the headmaster strapped the monstrous fake dick to the front of her groin, then twisted two tight bands from its base around the top of her legs. Amazingly, it was locked firmly in place without a single one of the bands running along her pussy-slit or the crack of her ass. She wrapped a hand around the hefty shaft and pulled, unable to tug it out of place. The dildo covered her clit but not her cunt-hole, and Serena's target-her ass-was completely exposed.
Across the pit, Serena's body glistened like a star in the night, almost matching the bright fire in her eyes. Her jaw was set, her mouth curved into an eager sneer as she stared at the new student she intended to fuck. The plastic prick jutted from her groin like a short baseball bat, and she ground her hips and thrust them forward to make the bludgeon wave and jump.
Serena could see that Cindy was watching her, and she wanted the younger girl to know what was in store. A saber-like fingernail pointed at Cindy then aimed at the massive phony cock.
Cindy shivered. There was no doubt about what Serena's message had been-the older girl intended to corn-hole her ass.
"What are the rules?" Cindy asked, desperately searching for a way to delay the coming game.
"Win-that's the only rule." Abram laughed and shoved her over the wooden rim into the plastic-lined pit.
Her feet slipped and Cindy almost went down, catching herself at the last second.
"Wait!" she yelped, scrambling back to her feet.
"You wait if you want," the headmaster mocked. "But I don't think Serena is going to stand around. Once you're in the pit, your ass can be fucked."
Cindy scrambled to the side. But when her foot touched the top of the wooden outline, the lash of a long whip snapped right next to her cheek. She froze, then glanced over at Rudy. He was coiling the whip behind him, preparing to strike again.
"I keep forgetting to tell you these things." Abram laughed sadistically. "Anyone with so much as a foot outside the ring before the game ends gets lashed until they're back inside!"
Cindy turned to face Serena. She had never seriously fought anyone in her entire life, and she didn't have a wisp of an idea of what to do.
Fists doubled, Serena launched herself and drove both feet into the younger girl's stomach. Air exploded out of Cindy's lungs as she was slammed down onto her naked ass. The fiery red-haired girl twisted on the ground and sprung like a cat at Cindy's face. One knee tried to find her jaw, but it was twisted out of the way.
Cindy was driven to her back on the floor, and the older girl tried to pin her hands and arms to the plastic. A knee was shoved roughly into Cindy's groin as her legs were partially spread with the dildo riding down the length of her cunt-slit as it searched for her asshole.
Cindy smashed a fist against the side of Serena's face, pitching her off and onto her side on the floor.
Dazed by the sudden attack, Serena rolled away, then scrambled to her feet.
Cindy doubled her fists and waited reluctantly for the other girl.
Cindy swatted a hand at the other girl, but Serena ducked and stepped inside. Long-taloned fingers laced into Cindy's blonde hair and she was yanked off her feet. Her scalp exploded in pain as she went to her stomach, the other girl riding her down as she bowed back Cindy's neck by pulling on her hair.
A shoulder hit Cindy squarely in the back then, once again, a knee worked between her thighs while the threatening dildo slapped against her, this time, on her bare asscheeks. "Stop pulling my hair!" Cindy shrieked. Her neck ached from the pressure and a large circle of scalp threatened to tear loose. Serena's knee drove between her legs and the dickhead of the phony prick slid down the greased crack of her ass. But, when she felt it nestle right up to her creamed asshole, Cindy panicked and threw herself to one side.
Serena's legs was caught between Cindy's, and the older girl was levered over, slamming into the ground.
Cindy pushed herself to her feet. She backed up until she hit the outside ring of the pit, then she circled around, trying to keep as far away as possible from the other girl.
"You little bitch!" Serena snarled as she got to her feet and stared across the ring at the younger girl.
She had tried to win quickly, thinking Cindy would be petrified by fear. Now that that hadn't worked, she would brutalize Cindy until she gave up.
The red-haired girl rushed again, and Cindy tried to step to the side. But when she did, she walked right into a crushing blow that landed dead-center on her right tit. Blinding pain lashed through her chest and, before her eyes could clear, another fist battered into her other fleshy tit-mound. Her legs collapsed, and she dropped straight to the floor on her ass. And this time Serena's knee found her chin, causing stars to shoot before her as she tumbled onto her back.
Serena's glistening naked ass slapped wetly on Cindy's exposed stomach, knocking the air from her lungs. Fists pounded into Cindy's tits, battering the tender flesh. A nightmare of punishing pain flowed through her chest and each blow added to the soreness. Her tits flushed red from hot blood, and even her ribs felt bruised.
Cindy found the strength to swing a stiff right arm into the side of Serena's face, knocking the older girl to the side. Cindy rolled from under Serena's upraised leg and gasped in agony as her tits were pressed into the floor by her own weight.
More than one hundred pounds of screaming girl hit her on the back but slipped off Cindy's oily skin. Cindy twisted, then rolled away and regained her feet before the other girl could launch herself again.
Cindy stared aghast at the red-haired demon. Her tits still ached from the violent beating and a patch of her scalp was still sore. Cindy's efforts had been aimed at keeping the monstrous dildo out of her ass, but the other girl was trying to beat her into submission.
Sweat stained Serena's brow as her eyes burned with the fire of cruelty. She poised on the balls of her feet like a cat ready to strike as her eyes poured over Cindy's naked body. A depth of lust marked Serena's features and her blood boiled with the heat of desire to skewer the younger girl on the shaft of the dildo. She would impale and crucify the younger girl's asshole as every inch of the massive dildo was corn-holed into her guts. That was all that would satisfy her and Serena expected nothing less.
Cindy braced herself, then leaped when Serena sprang toward her. Their bodies collided in the center of the ring. Serena's move had been expected, but Cindy wasn't, as she buried her shoulder into Serena's chest.
Cindy drove Serena down to the floor. They scuffled, slapping and tugging without either of them able to gain clear advantage. Cindy was on top, but she couldn't pin the wild girl, whose arms and legs were flying in every direction. Oily feminine skin rubbed nakedly together as hands and knees bumped against titties and asscheeks.
Cindy twisted to sit on one of Serena's arms, pinning it to the floor, but the older girl's hand curled into Cindy's crotch.
"Aeeii!" Cindy shrieked as Serena grabbed her cunt hair and tugged.
Cindy went over onto her side, trying to relieve some of the pain, but the red-haired girl had coiled up onto her knees. Serena gripped the hair of Cindy's pussy and a small patch of hair was ripped from the tender skin.
Cindy's shriek blasted around the room as the red-haired girl scrambled onto her knees, then mashed the cunt hair into Cindy's face. Cindy clutched at her pussy where it felt like the skin was on fire. Serena's doubled fists pounded into Cindy's unprotected tits, with the nipples becoming the targets for all the punches.
Cindy rolled onto her stomach, and Serena leaped, hurriedly trying to pull apart Cindy's asscheeks as the phony cock bobbed up to the exposed shithole. But Cindy squealed in pain and frustration, twisting beneath the older girl until she was lying on her side. Then, with a mighty effort, she forced her body upward and dumped Serena on her ass.
Both girls thrashed about on the plastic liner of the pit, hitting, then grabbing at each other to try to gain some advantage. Oily skin caused fingers to slip as they tumbled over with no one able to settle on top.
Serena was grappling for Cindy's crotch again, her fingers searching for pussy hair, but this time the younger girl knew what would happen.
Cindy twisted her ass around, sliding on the oil and plastic, then rolled beneath Serena's arm. She came up behind the older girl, who was sitting on her ass, and tangled both hands in Serena's long, fiery hair. Cindy jerked.
Serena fell, striking the back of her head painfully on the floor. Cindy crashed both of her straight arms down on Serena's firm, full tits. Cindy's arms flew high again, then smashed the side of each fist down violently onto the vulnerable nipples.
Serena howled in pain, one hand groping up for Cindy's body. Fingers closed around the end of one of Cindy's tits, then twisted and pulled.
Cindy shrieked and went down, feeling as if her nipple was being torn from her flesh.
Cindy's face bumped sharply against the floor, sending shooting pains through her nose and mouth. And before she could rise or roll away, Serena's fists were beating down on the back of her head and shoulders.
"Cunt!" Serena screamed, then grabbed handfuls of her asscheeks.
Fingernails like claws bit into Cindy's flesh as Serena twisted her hands. Cindy cried out in anguish as several of the nails broke the skin.
Serena might have broken the young girl right then if she had just hung on with her talons like a blood-thirsty hawk, but she was too eager to corn-hole the long dildo into Cindy's tight ass. Serena pulled outward, spreading the crack of Cindy's ass, then she tried to aim the waving false cock right at the small brown hole. Twice she poked at it and missed, then, frustrated, Serena grabbed the quivering pole in her right hand.
Cindy twisted to one side, and she brought a stiff arm and clenched fist swinging at the girl behind. Her curled fingers caught Serena in the side of her mouth, splitting her lower lip against the hardness of her teeth.
Somehow this has to end, Cindy thought fiercely as she scrambled away. Her hands found the wooden rim of the pit and used it to force herself back to her feet. She whirled around, searching for the other girl.
Serena was on her knees, daubing at the blood oozing from her bottom lip. The back of her hand rubbed across the cut, smearing scarlet onto her arm and across the bottom of her face.
Cindy was bleeding too. A thin trail of bright red trickled down from her bruised nose and ran into her mouth where she tasted the saltiness of blood. Drops also collected on her ass where fingertips had torn through the skin.
Cindy took two steps toward the center of the ring, then, suddenly, her shoulders slumped. Her feet shuffled, and she turned around until her back was to the other girl. Then slowly her legs parted, and she bent over at the waist, reaching down to touch the palms of her hands to the floor.
Serena could hardly believe it. Her young opponent had just quit, offering up her asshole. Cindy's asshole was completely exposed and ready for the taking.
Moving quickly, strode over, holding the phony cock in one of her hands. She reached out and touched the creamy oiled asscheek, then lined the massive shaft right on target. The bulbous head bumped against Cindy's asshole.
Suddenly Cindy's hands flew between her feet and latched onto Serena's calves. She yanked, throwing herself erect. The back of Serena's head hit the floor, the entire weight of her body crashing down onto her skull. She was completely dazed, on the brink of unconsciousness.
Cindy whirled and saw that the trick had worked even better than she had hoped. The red-haired girl wasn't even moving except for the slow rolling of her stunned head.
Cindy dropped to her knees between Serena's spread thighs. She grabbed Serena's thighs, then dragged Serena's hips up against her knees.
Pushing up and outward, Cindy forced Serena's legs back, parting the bald shaved pussy and uncovering the opening of her ass. Brown, wrinkled skin formed a tight ass-ring, and Cindy nosed the thick dildo up to it, then leaned forward and wedged an inch of the plastic monster into Serena's asshole.
Red hair rolled in waves as the dazed girl shook her head at the impaling pain. Cindy forced every inch of the fuck instrument up Serena's ass.
Cindy's knees quivered with the excitement as she drew the long dildo almost out of the pouting asshole, then slowly pushed it back in. She watched as Serena's shitter seemed to collapse and fall inward as her ass ring clung tightly to the surface of the false prick. Serena's ass swallowed it in as Cindy pistoned it into the deep rectum. And right above, flowered open for Cindy to see, was the shaved pussy and the gaping chasm of Serena's pink cunt-slit.
Cindy's cunt bubbled with pleasure as the base of the dildo rubbed against her clit. Each of her fucking motions sent shocks of stimulation through the small bud of sexual nerves. Cunt juice flowed from her hole and dripped to the plastic between her feet. Her oiled body vibrated with ecstasy, and her fingertips tingled where they touched the other girl's velvety creamed skin.
The shock of a sudden come ripped through Cindy, and she battered the dildo brutally into Serena's ass. The other girl was awake enough now to know that the battle was lost and she was being fucked in the ass. But almost as if she fully accepted her first and only defeat, Serena didn't resist the corn-holing of her ass. Instead, she pressed down with her hips, meeting each one of Cindy's growing thrusts.
She was fucking this girl, Cindy realized, and that drove her almost into a sexual frenzy. The dildo no longer was plastic in her mind-it was her own cock that she fucked into the panting girl. Cindy was corn-holing her just like a man would, and that was setting her own pussy on fire. Again and again, she fired off consecutive comes that were peaking higher and higher.
Serena, too, was caught up in the action. It was the first time she had ever been truly fucked by another female, even if it was up the ass. Watching Cindy's perky tits sway and bounce with each of her movements had turned her on, driving her wild. She, also, began erupting, building toward a towering peak.
"I'm fucking your ass!" Cindy gasped as her body stiffened.
"Corn-hole my ass!" Serena wailed.
Both girls crashed through the barrier, their excitement concentrating then blasting out of their cunts. Their cries of orgasm blended together and filled the room. Their bodies trembled, then shook violently, heads rolling back and forth as fingers clutched each other's skin. And it felt like it might never end.
Long minutes passed before Cindy collapsed onto Serena's chest, the dildo still buried far up Serena's ass.
Abram propped Cindy up on hands and knees. Lubricating cream still dribbled from her ass, and Abram saw no sense in wasting the opportunity.
The headmaster buried his thick cock deeply in her ass. It didn't even hurt. In fact, it almost seemed natural and was stirring up pleasure rather than pain. Cindy's body had completely immersed itself in sex in the battle and fucking of Serena, and now she gladly accepted his ass-reaming prick.
This is how she felt when I was fucking her butt, Cindy mused pleasantly as she felt each fuck-stroke into her ass with new intensity. She could even tell the shape of the cockhead as it pistoned back and forth in her ass.
Cindy couldn't believe she would want to feel such power and firmness splitting her ass.
"Goddamn," Abram hissed as Cindy's asshole seemed to nurse on the shaft of his prick. "This asshole is like a wild dream. It's doing things to my cock that I've never felt before!"
"Fuck me," Cindy crooned without lifting her face from the floor. "Corn-hole my shitty ass!"
"Serena!" the headmaster barked.
The well-fucked red-haired teenager lifted her head from the floor.
"Get on over here and lay on your back so that dildo can spear her in the pussy. Let's double-fuck her cunt-hole and ass!"
Serena rolled to her hands and knees and moved to them, then lay on her back while Abram lifted Cindy's body high. The dildo poked straight at her cunt and the headmaster, still keeping his own cock buried far up Cindy's asshole, slowly lowered her body onto Serena's plastic shaft.
Cindy moaned at the new impalement as her pussy swallowed up the phony prick. With both of the shafts now inside her, and separated only by a thin tissue of flesh, it felt as if the entire lower half of her body was stuffed with throbbing cock. Where one began and the other ended, she had no way to tell.
"What about me?" Rudy exclaimed. His throbbing prick was clasped in the grip of his fist.
"She's got a mouth, hasn't she?" Abram groaned as he ran his cock back into Cindy's ass, feeling the hardness of the shaft impaling her cunt.
The boy leaped to join in the fun.
As Rudy stepped up, the tip of his prick nestled against Cindy's lips, and she parted them for him, taking the cockhead deep into her mouth.
She felt strangely complete. All three of her holes were filled with cock even though the one in her cunt was plastic.
Leaning slightly to push her mouth down on Rudy's prick, Cindy grabbed the flesh of Serena's supple tits. Her fingers squeezed them, kneading them like mounds of dough, as her thumbs played with the hardened buds of her nipples.
In her ass, Abram's cockshaft was churning her guts. The fuck-strokes were long and hard now as his legs and hips slapped noisily against the oiled skin of her asscheeks.
And, in her mouth, Rudy's heft face-fucking was gliding along. She closed her jaws slightly, dragging her teeth along his cock-skin, and the slight pain that it caused him excited him even more. His cockhead swelled and battered at the opening of her throat, and Cindy breathed deeply, preparing to swallow his jizz. When all of them erupted, she wanted his cock far down her throat.
Even Serena was rapidly approaching a new come. The base of the dildo was massaging her clit, and the sight of all of them fucking and sucking was driving her toward a peak.
In Cindy's asshole, Abram's cock had grown and was now throbbing, just a half of a hair of stimulation before blasting his nuts.
Cindy's eager throat opened to take in Rudy's prick. In one motion, her lips glided down to his cock hair as his cock-shaft flowed into her throat. It pulsed there, on the brink of spurting its load.
"I'm going to come!" the boy yelled. "I'm coming in her goddamned throat!"
Abram gripped tightly on the teenager's hips, and his fingers bit deeply into the flesh.
"I'm erupting!" he screamed. "I'm blowing my spunk right into her ass!"
Serena panted, then shook. Her breath caught and her teeth ground together. Her cry was a feral scream that pierced the air.
Cindy's pussy boiled over. Hot jism splashed down her throat. Spunk rocketed into her asshole. The cock in her mouth left her no room to scream, but her thrashing told of her crashing come.
All four of the fuckers blasted together in one large, unbelievable come.
CHAPTER TEN
Cindy picked at a fleck of lint on the front of her navy-blue jumper, catching it between her fingertips, then holding it up and letting it float away on the soft breeze.
No, she decided, things could hardly return to what they had been.
True to his word-something Cindy would have never believed before-the headmaster, Abram, had telephoned her parents at their vacation home and asked if a mistake had been made. After several minutes of confusion followed by a number of apologies, all three of them had agreed that the unfortunate had occurred.
"Unfortunate," Cindy laughed aloud, her voice tinged with irony.
Shaking her head from side to side, she glanced at her surroundings. Beautiful country, she decided wistfully.
Her parents had offered to forego their vacation and return to move her over to the proper school. With jet connections, they could be there late that evening and not even another night would pass before she would be completely free. Already they had returned her clothes to Cindy, and her bag was sitting still packed in a new room with taffeta drapes.
But she had surprised them all-her parents and Abram-by suggesting that she remain there for two more weeks before making up her mind.
She sighed and glanced back at the mansion. She was sure that she knew what she would say even then.
Walking back toward the stone fortress, she worked at the buttons of the dress and it tumbled to the ground somewhere along the way.
By the time she reached the door, she was completely naked, ready for the thin cotton gown that could be easily slipped off. Shivers of expectation ran up and down her spine, before settling in to tingle her clit.
Maybe she would even give Serena a rematch for the championship. She giggled. Perhaps even two falls out of three.
