A question often asked by those who deal with psychological problems is: What is normal? The answer to that seemingly simple question will probably never be answered.
It is normal for some primitive inhabitants of South America jungles to perform, before the entire village, what Americans would consider depraved sexual acts. Such behavior would probably result in arrests and convictions, if not a full-fledged riot, in the U.S.A.
The young schoolgirl in this novel has not yet accepted and adjusted to the world of sexuality. Yet she changes when forced to experience another side of sex-into the dark world where souls mix pleasure with pain, agony with ecstasy, delight with domination.
ENSLAVED SCHOOLGIRLS deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts all of us in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on how individuals seek and find pleasure-we can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how some members of our society face the problem.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sally was cold. She was freezing her ass. The long cotton T-shirt that they had given her did little to hold off the nipping April breeze. Perhaps down in the valley the weather would be mild, but here in the mountains the air still bit.
"Hands on the ground!" a voice called, a drill instructor for the cadre of girls.
Sally recognized the high-pitched tone as that of Miss Blanch, as white as her name implied.
She had red bunny-rabbit eyes that darted here and there as if daring any of the girls to lift a pinky from the grass.
Sally bent over and stared straight ahead. In front of her, just a couple of feet away, was a puckered asshole and a pouting little cunt.
The sight amazed her. She'd never seen pussy so close; Sure, she'd looked at pictures and even once at her own little cunt with a hand mirror held between her legs. But this was completely different. It was the cunt-hole and shitter of another girl. The girl wasn't any older than Sally, and there was barely any pussy-hair around her cunt. Her pussy-lips were parted slightly because she was leaning over. The flesh inside was as pink as could be and glistened from drops of her moisture. The asshole was a tiny brown rosebud.
Sally gulped, realizing she must look the same. She could only hope the girl behind her wasn't staring arrows up her own asshole and cunt.
About forty female students were lined up in three files on the oversized rolling lawn of the massive old mansion. Feet and hands were frozen to the ground with bare toes and fingers entangled in the grass.
Sally didn't mind being outside, although the cold and the embarrassment were hard to swallow. It let her escape for just a few minutes from the dank old building of the school her parents had dropped her at that morning. While she had been standing, the long cotton T-shirt hadn't been too bad, its hem reaching down her legs. But when she had bent over, the edge of the cloth had ridden up to expose the cheeks of her ass. And her pussy.
"Oh, God," she moaned when she thought of her cunt and asshole peeking out.
Two of Miss Blanch's assistants walked among the girls, and one of them was a man!
"Feet apart!" the white mistress in front called.
"Now what?" Sally asked as she kicked out with her feet.
Across the lawn, forty young female asses poised with pussies winked out. The hems of their shirts weren't long enough to withstand the pulling up at the back. The bottom half of each twin set of ass-cheeks was split across by the straight edge of the cloth.
Tweedledee and Tweedledum, Blanch's two assistants, walked the lines of girls. Somewhere to Sally's right, a girl moaned, and she wanted to twist her head. But she had already noticed the riding crops the two assistants carried, and didn't want to feel one of them on her flesh.
Tweedledum, the red-haired female assistant, walked up to the hips of the girl on Sally's left, a pert little blonde with a tight ponytail that wasn't long enough to hang straight down.
"Well, Cindy," the red-haired woman hissed at the blonde. "Once again, you don't seem to be able to keep your knees straight when you push your ass into the air. Would you like me to give you a little help?"
The little blonde named Cindy groaned. Carefully, Sally glanced over out of the corner of her eye. The black-clad Tweedledee lined the thick end of the riding crop up with Cindy's pouting pussy and drove several inches of it inside. Cindy yelped as the instructor pulled up on the riding crop, almost lifting Cindy's feet from the ground.
Sally's face whipped forward. Her knees locked into place.
"Keep 'em straight, keep 'em straight," she muttered beneath her breath.
It didn't do any good. Tweedledee shuffled over and stopped right behind her naked ass. The touch of the leather-covered shaft sent shivers through Sally's skin as it stroked her lightly across her bare hips.
"Well, well," the red-haired assistant instructor said. "Such a pretty unmarked ass. You must be the new girl to still have such perfect skin!"
Frightened, Sally glanced back along the underside of her body. She was staring at the black leather boots of the woman who stood behind. Sally's legs trembled and her virgin pussy clamped shut. A bolt of fear shot up through her body and chilled her clear to her nipples.
The riding crop continued to brush against her, running clear up the crack of her ass. When it traveled back down, it was the stiff tip of the whip that traced a line to her asshole. There it prodded at her puckered little asshole before slipping farther to her pussy-slit. It pushed between her pouting outer cunt-lips and touched at the opening of her cunt-hole. Then it rode clear up to her throbbing little clit.
"Oh," Sally whimpered as she felt the sparks shooting through her cunt.
The friction of the riding crop against her clit combined with the fear was enough to cause ripples of sensations.
"You like that, do you?" the woman chided. "You must be a fucking little slut. I bet you let all the boys in your neighborhood fuck you right in the asshole and cunt. You probably sucked cum out of their cocks and swallowed it right down your throat."
"No!" Sally cried.
The idea shocked her half to death. Her little pussy wasn't old enough to be fucked, and she couldn't even conceive of a prick being shoved in her ass or mouth. Surely, people really didn't do such things!
"Stand up, bitch!" the instructor snarled and snapped the riding crop sharply across Sally's ass.
Fire cut across both of the girl's ass-cheeks, burning a crimson line in her skin. Immediately, Sally jerked, her hands flying from the ground to cover her tortured ass. Her mouth flew open in a short cry of pain as she whirled back to the woman.
No, Tweedledee certainly didn't fit. The smile Sally had thought stupid before was revealed as a sadistic grin. Sally was tall for her age, but the woman stood at least four inches higher. Fiery red hair, like a blaze out of control, was a wild mane that surrounded her head and flowed down to her shoulders. Bright scarlet lipstick, the color of blood, stained her mouth like she'd just made a kill. Her body was full-fleshed and muscular, and supported a massive set of tits. She looked like a refugee from a horror movie who had somehow wandered out of the dungeon.
"Get up front," the woman hissed as she pushed Sally's shoulder with a scarlet-tipped hand.
The young girl was caught by surprise and stumbled into the naked ass of the student in front. The other young girl pitched forward onto her face into the thin spring grass. Sally was worried about her, but she didn't get time to check as the instructor forced her along. All too soon she was standing in front of Miss Blanch.
Bunny-rabbit eyes didn't really describe her either, Sally decided. They were an off-shade of pink that reminded the young girl of blood, but the look about them was more that of a hawk. Sally felt like a trembling little mouse as she stood under the glare of the woman.
"This is the new one," the instructor snarled from behind Sally. "When I used the riding crop on her clit, she moaned like a cock-sucking whore."
"No!" Sally began to protest, but she wilted under the stare of those pink eyes.
"So," Miss Blanch hissed, "you think all we're here for is to stroke your clit and give you pleasure."
"I didn't," Sally moaned. "I don't," she corrected, almost totally confused. Why were they talking so dirty and making crazy accusations?
"Maybe we better teach you a lesson right here on your first day of school, so you'll know where things stand," the woman said, then looked back toward the other students to where the male assistant stood in back.
"Rudy," Miss Blanch called, "go get the brace. We've got a little bitch here who thinks her cunt needs some attention!"
"Please, Miss Blanch," Sally whined, glancing from right to left.
All of the other students were still on hands and feet, and there was no help to be seen. This wasn't anything like Sally's previous private school, and her parents were off on vacation. After dropping her off that morning, they were driving back to the city to the airport for a flight out of the country. They wouldn't be back for more than a month, and that left Sally totally trapped.
Rudy was back within minutes, dragging a wooden contraption across the lawn. It looked like two saw horses, one smaller than the other, joined together by boards at the end. Two large clamps had been affixed to the front of the larger one, with two smaller clamps at each end of the other.
Rudy was a couple inches taller than the female assistant and must have weighed close to two-hundred pounds. Curly black hair swarmed across the top of his head and a loop of it hung down onto his broad forehead. His features looked dense, leaving a slightly dull look to his face. He, too, wore a dark leather garment that clutched at the muscles of his body. His crotch bulged with heavy balls and cock as if pounds of fuck meat were crammed into his shorts.
"All right, girls, get back to your feet," Miss Blanch called out to the students.
In rhythm, they rose together to stand and stare at Sally. She looked back, searching their faces and bodies, looking for someone to help.
She was one of the oldest. Only a few looked more mature. They ranged in age clear back to a couple whose bodies were barely beginning to sprout. All of them looked a little bit frightened, and perhaps relieved that it wasn't them up at the front. Wherever Sally looked, there was no hope of assistance against the two women and the man.
"Get her in the clamps," Miss Blanch ordered.
The two assistants moved in. They each took an arm and forced her toward the wooden device, then bent her over the crossbar of the larger sawhorse. Her hands were pulled outward and locked into the smaller clamps, then the larger cuffs were snapped around her thighs. Sally struggled, trying to wiggle, but found herself locked into place.
"Look at that pretty little ass!" the female assistant hissed, running the palm of one hand over the tender skin. "I can't wait to let my whip taste that succulent flesh!"
"Noooo!" Sally moaned.
"Get back, Wanda!" Miss Blanch snapped. "I want all of the girls to get a good look at this new little cunt!"
So that was her name: Wanda, not Tweedledee. Wanda the wicked red-haired witch who wanted to beat Sally's tender young ass. The girl's mind almost reeled when she realized that, once again, her naked hips were hoisted into the air. The width between the clamp on her thighs held her legs apart so both her pussy and asshole would be exposed. Before, all forty students had been in the same fix when they had reached down with their hands to the grass. Now it was only Sally who was showing her cunt-hole and ass.
Miss Blanch moved closer. Sally could hear the swishing of the robe. The woman reached out and took the riding crop from Wanda's hand and brought it up to Sally's ass.
"No!" the young girl cried as she felt the slender shaft brush against the lips of her cunt.
Her whole insides were turning to jelly at the thought of the damage the whip could do. The tip found her nubby little clit and pressed at ii before swirling around. Again, sparks of some crazy kind of pleasure ripped through her pussy.
The whip snapped. It slapped along her cunt-slit with the tip stinging her clit. It felt like a lighted match had been passed along the entire length of her pussy. Her clit ached from the blow and seemed to bulge as if engorged with blood. A shrill cry escaped Sally's lungs from the surprise of the brutal blow.
The tip of the riding crop found the mouth of her cunt-hole and slowly pushed its way inside. Within a short distance, it came to a stop, nudged against the maidenhead still protecting Sally's pussy.
Miss Blanch's laughter cackled behind her as Sally tried to wiggle away. But no matter how much the young girl fought against the contraption, it still held her trapped into place. Twice more the tip of the crop probed against the thin membrane that closed off the channel of her cunt. For the third time Sally whined at the pressure.
"Rudy, we've got us a virgin," the woman chortled. "I didn't think they made them anymore above the age of ten. Maybe you better get that cock of yours warmed up, so we can show our students how a cunt can bleed!"
"You can't do that!" Sally exclaimed, fear gripping her guts. "Nobody's ever fucked me before! I'm saving myself for the time somebody special comes along!"
"You just found him," Miss Blanch snarled, jerking the riding crop out of her pussy to lash it against the naked flesh of Sally's ass. "Rudy's real special at ripping open virgin cunt!"
Sally's cries were cut off with the abruptness of a strangled throat. Her eyes were riveted in front of her where Rudy stood working at his leather suit. There were buttons there she hadn't noticed before and his fingers were slowly prying them open. Almost in terrifying slow motion, that part of the garment came away and out of the gap speared a hard throbbing cock. The end of it was like a swollen purple apple balanced atop a thick, massive cock-shaft. It looked almost a full foot long and at least several inches thick. It had been a fleshy club that he had concealed behind the leather, one big enough to beat her to death.
Rudy saw her looking at his blood-thickened prick and he laughed sadistically.
"You like looking at a man's prick, baby cunt?" he taunted her. "Does it make your mouth water and your pussy get slick? You want a little face-fucking before I rip the shit out of your cunt?"
Sally gasped, then clamped her lips shut. Her jaws ached just from the thought of the thick cock jammed into her mouth. There was no way she was going to let him ram that ugly prick monster in over her tongue!
Rudy stepped up to her face holding his cock by its base with one hand. He laughed at her efforts to keep her mouth closed, then slapped her hard across one cheek with his prick. It felt like a fist had battered into the side of her face and, in that brief instant, she could even feel the cock's heat. The side of his prick swung back, crashing into her other cheek.
"You just keep that face-pussy closed right now," he mocked her, slapping her again more lightly on one cheek then the other. "It's virgin cunt-hole I want to make bleed right now. I'll come back and fuck out your throat at some other time!"
Sally didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She wouldn't have to take that awful cock in her mouth, but it was going to be rammed up her pussy instead. She knew her tiny cunt-hole couldn't take it without being ripped apart, and she suddenly wondered whether she would die. Wild visions of tattered pussy and gallons of blood flooded through her mind until she trembled violently against the wood.
Then rough hands touched her ass-cheeks. She cried at the unfamiliar touch. Thick thumbs pried open the crack of her ass and spread her cunt-lips apart. She could feel the nip of the April breeze on the unnaturally exposed flesh. Then something hard and hot blocked out the air as it nuzzled against the opening of her pussy-hole.
"No, please!" she wailed. "Don't stick it in my pussy!"
Then pressure. God-awful pressure! It felt like he was trying to ram a fist into her cunt-hole.
"Stop it!" Sally screamed as the mouth of her pussy stretched to let the first half of his swollen cock-head inside. Her flesh screamed in pain, shooting bolts of agony into her guts.
Massive hands wrapped around her hips, jerking her back as his cock continued to push.
With a sudden pop, the entire massive helmet of his cock snapped into her cunt.
"It's too big! It's too big!" the young girl shrieked. "It's tearing me apart!"
Both male and female laughter curled around the tortured student as she was slowly impaled on the man's bulky prick. The throbbing head of his cock slowly ground inside until it encountered the thin membrane of her maidenhead. Sally choked on her screams then gargled with pain as his cock pressed into her cunt. Inside her battered pussy the membrane stretched, valiantly trying to hold off her rape.
But the man and the cock were too strong. Flesh gave then ripped. His monstrous cock rammed clear to the end of her fuck-pit as the maidenhead was shredded to bits. Blood poured from the tears in her pussy-walls, greasing the prick that was plundering her cunt. When the cock began to pull out, it rode much more easily on the scarlet trail of a virgin defiled.
"No! No! No!" the tormented girl sobbed as the thundering cock battered back and forth. Each prick stroke rubbed at the battered flesh of her ruined maidenhead, prompting more blood to flow. His thick fuck-muscle was coated scarlet each time it pulled out into the student's view. More blood dribbled out and ran down the inside of the girl's legs when his massive cock was rammed back in.
"Holy fuck!" Rudy moaned between fuck-thrusts. "This pussy is tighter than shit! I don't think anything in the world is better than bloody virgin cunt!"
His cock-head hammered against the deep end of Sally's pussy, trapping tender flesh against underlying bone. It felt like a horse-cock was fucking her even though she knew it belonged to a man. Never had she believed anything so large could be forced up her tight little cunt!
"I'm gonna pop!" the man wailed, pinching down hard on her hips with his hands. "I'm gonna give this bitch slut her first wad of cum!"
Suddenly her cunt-hole was stretched even further as the whole cock inside her seemed to swell. Then a liquid warmth blasted into the end of her pussy as male cum spurted from the end of his prick. Again and again the fluid fire erupted to bathe Sally's insides with heat.
She moaned a few minutes later when the softening prick was pulled from her cunt. Cum mixed with blood flowed down her thighs to stain her with the remnants of her rape. Her pussy felt like it gaped as big as a tunnel. Sally knew she was fucked.
CHAPTER TWO
"Let's face it, Sally, somebody fucked up," the blonde-haired girl named Cindy said. "I don't know whether it was your mother or your old man, but one of them put your ass in a sling. Whichever one of them decided to put you in this school sure landed you in a world of shit."
The dormitory room was a small one for four single beds. The heads of two of them butted into the north wall while the other two headed south. It left an aisle only a couple of feet wide between the mattresses, and the four roommates could gather around in a tight circle with each of them on her own bed.
Sally brushed slowly at her chestnut hair. She, as well as the other girls, was dressed in the pale blue baby-doll pajamas without bottoms she had been provided when the instructors had taken the rest of her clothes away. Her long, slender legs were crossed in front of her atop the mattress and her tits, small melons of firm, succulent tit-fruit felt almost free beneath the nearly transparent material. The cloth brushed at her nipples as her arms worked, making them erect. Between her legs, a small sprinkling of brown cunt-hair followed the sides of her pussy-slit.
To her left was Barbara, a black-haired beauty with sultry eyes and a wild swarm of ebony cunt-hair surrounding a pouting pussy. The girl lay on her back reading a fuck comic book with her legs widely parted. When Barbara's finger slowly dipped to her clit, Sally could see that the flesh inside the other girl's pussy was a healthy, glowing red. Even from several feet away, Sally could imagine that she felt the warmth radiating from the other girl's dripping cunt.
Directly across from Barbara was Tina, who was the youngster of the bunch. Although the other three girls were much the same age, Tina was several years younger. The blue nightie lay across her chest without hardly a bump from the nipples that were just beginning to swell. Sally had caught a glimpse between the girl's naked thighs and there wasn't a speck of cunt-hair to be seen.
To Tina's left-and directly across from Sally -was the bed upon which Cindy sat. The blonde was using two pillows to prop her up as she leaned back with her hips thrust out. Both knees were angled out to opposite sides and her feet had been pulled up close to her pussy. Precariously balanced between two sets of toes was a hand mirror Cindy watched as she carefully used scissors to trim her pussy-hair.
Snip, snip! The girl was working the scissors down the left side of her blonde-furred little cunt. In the scissors' wake were little more than whiskers.
"Why are you doing that?" Sally asked, her curiosity finally getting the best of her.
Cindy laughed, snipping away another patch of cunt-muff. She lifted her hand and opened her fingers and let the hair trickle down through the air.
"This way it can't be pulled," Cindy finally answered, a touch of wry humor in her voice.
"Pulled?" Sally asked.
"No shit!" Cindy exclaimed, trimming away the last of the long hair. "You'll find out when they have the wrestling matches in gym class, and there's always a session with old White Ass to worry about."
"White Ass?" Sally frowned. "You mean Miss Blanch?"
"Nobody else," Cindy replied, putting the scissors away in a drawer. That done, she tossed herself onto her back atop her mattress and rubbed her trimmed cunt with both hands. One finger slipped into her pussy crease and searched out the small bud of her clit.
"Ah, that feels good," the blonde-haired vixen moaned in a voice like thick-running syrup. "You ought to try it, Sally. It'll do wonders for your damaged cunt!"
Sally's face turned crimson. Even her tits colored slightly red. Sure, she'd touched herself a couple of times but only when she had been alone and when it had been very, very dark. All four of the small bedside lamps were still on.
"Go ahead, try it," Cindy urged, her finger gliding from one end of her cunt-slit to the other. "The three of us have been doing it every night, and you might as well make it a fourth."
Sally glanced to her left. Barbara's comic book was on the floor. The fingers of one of her hands held her red pussy wide open while a finger of the other flicked rapidly at her clit. Already moans were starting to build deep inside the darker girl and her ass was beginning to hunch from the bed.
Sally's eyes moved on. Even little Tina was into the act. Her bald pussy was spread and two fingers were fucking into her tight little cunt-hole.
Cindy was rolling her ass, using the palm of her hand to put pressure throughout her whole cunt-slit. Her fingers were already slickened by cunt-juices, and glistened.
Sally lay back. The hem of her short nightgown rode all the way up onto her stomach. She felt almost out of place in the room without at least one finger inside her cunt. Tentatively, she edged her right hand down until it found the soft point of pussy-hair above her cunt-slit. Slowly, a finger crept into her cunt.
Soft tingles flowed through her pussy as she slowly rubbed the head of her clit. The little nub came out of hiding, pushing up from the covering folds of skin. Pussy-juices grew warm in her cunt and slowly spread down out of its mouth. Her whole cunt-slit grew wet as she rubbed until the warmth began spreading through her guts.
Suddenly, the door to the room banged open. Hands froze in four different cunts. Frightened eyes turned to the point of intrusion as three older girls slipped into the room.
"Well!" one of them-a tall, husky redhead who reminded Sally of Wanda-laughed, pinning both fists into the sides of widely flaring hips. "What have we got going on in here--a finger-fucking contest? Four little half-baked dykes playing with themselves because they don't have guts to do it to each other?"
Cindy came up as if she had been shot out of bed. But, as fast as she was, she wasn't quick enough to avoid being tackled by a brunette who was like a cat on her feet. Bodies collided and the lighter Cindy went down with the darker girl straddling her on the bed. The intruder's naked ass was pinning Cindy's stomach as the girl reached down and grabbed Cindy's tits through the thin cloth. She twisted. Cindy howled. Then lay very, very still.
"Sylvia, get her up and out of here," the redhead told the girl pinning Cindy. She turned to her other companion, a girl with dusty brown hair and a heavy bruise on the inside of her right thigh. "Yolanda, you get the other two bitches out of the room. We don't want any interruptions while we're introducing ourselves to the new cunt."
Sally's companions were quickly hustled out, leaving the frightened student alone in the room with the three menacing girls.
"The door's locked, Rita," the one that had been called Yolanda told the red-haired Amazon, who still stood with her fists driven into the top of her hips. All three of them were dressed in the same type of gauzy blue nightgown with a hem that barely reached below the navel. As thin as the cloth was, the girls might as well have not been wearing anything.
Rita was the obvious leader. She was, perhaps, a year older than the other girls, who were, in turn, older than Sally. Everything about her was scaled almost larger than life, although her proportions remained almost perfect. Her tits would have made two sets for Sally. Her cunt-muff was a forest of wildly growing red hair that crept clear up onto her stomach.
Sylvia was as tall as Rita but built slimmer, with muscles that were sleek and powerful. Her movements had the grace and strength of a dancer's and her eyes looked like those of a panther. Hard nipples with extremely dark halos showed through the thinness of the cloth. Her black cunt-hair had been carefully trimmed back until it was almost the shape of Sally's.
Yolanda looked like a fighter. The upper lip of the brown-haired girl was curled almost into a sneer. Her tits were small for her height-no bigger than Sally's-and the bruise on her thigh was matched by one on the inside of her left arm. Her cunt-hair had been trimmed into a shape of a spear with the point aimed upward at her navel.
"I'm Rita," the redhead began, "and this is Yolanda and Sylvia. Now stand up, cunt, and let us see who you are!"
Sally was trembling. There was no way she could win in a fight with any one of the three girls, and the trio was standing shoulder to shoulder. Perhaps if she did what they said, and maybe showed a little deference, they'd go away and leave her alone.
She struggled to her feet, tugging at the hem of the nightie, wishing there was another six inches to at least cover her cunt and ass.
"I'm Sally," she stammered, dipping her shoulders to try to hide her tits behind her arms. Her fingers came together in front of her pussy, blocking the girls' view of her cunt. "I just checked into school today. I don't know anybody yet except my roommates."
"We know all that," Rita laughed harshly.
"We even watched you get long, thick cock from Rudy this afternoon. Tell us, bitch-was that cunt-hole of yours really virgin?"
Sally nodded, finding it difficult to swallow.
"Shit!" the brown-haired, bruised Yolanda exploded in caustic laughter. "I ain't been a virgin since all my brothers fucked me years ago. And that was only six months before my old man pumped prick all the way down my throat!"
The three girls laughed.
"So let's see it," Rita said loudly.
"See what?" Sally asked, genuinely confused.
"That near-virgin cunt-the one that Rudy made bleed," the redhead demanded. "Get your goddamn hands away from your pussy!"
"What . . . what do you want?" Sally stuttered, slowly backing away until her legs struck her bed. Her hands clutched even tighter against her cunt as if she was afraid to let it go.
"I guess we'll have to do this the hard way," Rita said. "Sylvia, Yolanda-strip this little bitch clean!"
Sally whirled and tried to make it over her bed, but they caught her by the arms and dragged her back to the center of the room. Along the way they ripped the nightgown over her head, tearing the neck and one sleeve in the effort. Finally they released her and she almost slumped, catching herself just before she tumbled to the floor.
They stared at her naked body with pawing looks. Her tits and her pussy burned from the pressure of the eyes.
Her tits were succulent. They rose from her chest in symmetry all around each of her tit-mounds. There was no droop or sway. The nipples that had first swollen on her chest had never totally receded and still bulged on the top of her tits.
Her pussy was petite. That was the only way she knew how to describe it. The hair around it had never strayed far as if her pussy-slit was a water channel feeding moisture to its roots. At the top it came to a soft rounded point then trailed her cunt down both sides. It closed again at the back, leaving her asshole free of hair. Her cunt was heavily pronounced as it had been when she was a child.
"Crazy!" Rita hissed. "Just looking at it makes my tongue hard!"
"My pussy is just dripping," Sylvia purred, "for it's time at her mouth!"
"Let's get her!" Yolanda growled.
They moved in together as Sally whimpered and once again backed up against the bed. Rita kicked two of the narrow beds together as the other two girls caught Sally's arms and rode her down onto the mattresses. Quickly she was smothered into submission. Hands grappled at her tender tits, fingers digging into each of her tit-mounds until pain shot clear through her chest. Hands twisted like opening lids on some jars causing the tortured girl to scream. Other hands pawed at the insides of her thighs, forcing her legs apart. Someone grabbed her ankles and forced them up toward her head, spreading her pussy and lifting her ass from the bed.
"Look at it flare open just like a honey pot!" Rita exclaimed, staring down into the spread flower of Sally's juicy cunt. Her pussy still glistened from her cunt-juices.
The red-haired head dipped as her tongue whipped out like a snake and slurped down the length of Sally's pussy-slit.
"Nooo!" Sally groaned when she realized her cunt was being eaten, something her mind had trouble conceiving. As Sally cringed in their grasp, Rita's slippery tongue bathed her pussy-flesh from the top of the crack to the back.
A shadow fell across her face. She opened her eyes. Sylvia held her left arm down with one knee as she lifted the other leg over Sally's face. Her right arm was captured in turn and the shoulders of the frightened girl were pinned to the mattress.
Sally gasped. Just inches above her face were the parted lips of Sylvia's dark-furred pussy.
"Bat cunt, bitch!" Sylvia growled and began settling her weight down. Sally whimpered and tried to twist her face out of the way, but the sides of the other girl's knees kept her head locked into place. Hot pussy was lowered to Sally's face and smeared wetly from the nose to the chin.
"Please don't!" Sally cried, but most of the strength of her protest was smothered by cunt. While her mouth was open to form the words, Sylvia mashed wet pussy into her lips. Sally gasped, tasted the hot fuck-juices as they flowed into her mouth, and she used her tongue to try to push the slick cunt away.
"That's right!" Sylvia hissed and ground her pussy down even tighter onto Sally's face. "Use your tongue to lick out my cunt!"
A combination of pain and pleasure stabbed through Sally's own pussy as the red-haired Amazon between her legs continued to lap up her fuck-juices. Rita's tongue slid to the top of Sally's cunt-slit and worried the clit out of hiding. It swirled around the tiny bud of tingling nerves, setting all of them on fire and causing sexual sparks to shoot clear into Sally's guts. Then Rita's tongue was again on the move, ducking down to her cunt-hole. It stiffened then rammed inside like a miniature cock, fucking back and forth into Sally's cunt. Sally's cunt-hole gushed, causing her to drive her pussy firmly against the other girl's face.
Hot pussy mashed into Sally's mouth. Sylvia was actually sitting on her face. Sally tongued the cunt almost in self-defense to make the other girl twist with her hips. The top of Sylvia's pussy was pressed against Sally's nose. The center of her cunt was pushed down onto her mouth, closing off her breath. But as long as she whipped her tongue up and down Rita's juicy cunt would continue to move.
"Fuck it like a cock!" the darker female attacker demanded. "Ram your tongue clear up my cunt-hole!"
Sally hurried to comply. Her whole mind was awhirl and she could think of nothing else but cunt-holes and hot pussy-juices pouring out. Somehow it seemed that the only way to make this nightmare end was to eat out Sylvia's cunt and squirt her own cum into Rita's face.
Her tongue snaked up into the other girl's hot pussy, reaching as far up as it could. Cunt-cream poured down into her mouth and she swallowed it down, marveling at the pleasant taste.
Meanwhile, her tits were twin mounds of pain. Yolanda sat straddling her body with her naked ass and hot cunt pressed against Sally's stomach. The girl's long slender fingers were knotted into Sally's tit-flesh, squeezing and twisting real hard. Sally's swollen nipples were caught between fingers and were almost blood-red from the abuse. Each time the pressure let up it was only to return in full force. The crowns of her tits felt like they were about to pop like pimples, and more than once she thought the other girl would tear a whole tit from her chest. But her mind had little time to linger on the pain as hot pussy flowed a stream of fuck-juices down her throat.
Teeth found her clit and nipped. Sally screamed into Sylvia's cunt. The air blew up into the other girl's pussy-hole and made the slender Sylvia groan in pleasure.
"Goddamn slut eats cunt like a whore!" Sylvia panted and whipped her pussy around the captured girl's face. Sally was now covered in cunt-juices from ear to ear.
"Her cunt's pouring like a bitch in heat!" Rita hissed as she lifted her face for a second, then dove back down into Sally's hot pussy. She was rewarded with another hot blast of fuck-juices from the smaller girl's cunt-hole.
"I'm going to rip off one of these tits and take it back to my room!" Yolanda snarled as she used both hands on one of Sally's abused tit-mounds. She twisted it like it was a stake she was trying to pull from the ground, then yanked hard toward the ceiling. Sally howled up into Sylvia's cunt-hole, once again pumping hot breath deep inside to bloat up her pussy. It ignited Sylvia's cunt so that cream poured out thickly. Sally had trouble swallowing all of it down.
"I'm going to cum right in her fucking face!" Sylvia exclaimed, humping back and forth with her ass. Hot pussy washed over Sally's whole face then screwed itself down onto her tongue. The root of Sally's tongue ached from reaching out so far to drive deeply into the other girl's fuck-pit.
Her own cunt was going wild. It was fountaining and spewing fuck-juices. A blaze of sexual fire was consuming the base of her spine and causing her asshole to flutter open and closed. Never before had the poor frightened girl felt anything so terribly gripping as when her cum began to ignite.
"Fuck her!" Yolanda screamed and twisted violently on Sally's tits. Bruises appeared under the fingers that were gripping her flesh so tight.
"Aaargh!" Sylvia growled as cum ripped through her guts. Her pussy exploded and washed thick fuck-juices all over the cunt-eating face.
Sally's hips thrashed then jammed up, driving her pussy onto Rita's tongue. Every ounce of her strength and feeling concentrated in her cunt-gash, then erupted like a volcano. Her legs shook, humping her pussy up against Rita's face as pussy-juice streamed out with a hiss.
Then, suddenly, the whole world seemed to explode, sweeping the young girl into oblivion.
CHAPTER THREE
"You smell like cunt," Rudy growled at Sally as he locked her upper arms into the clamps. Then he kicked her feet out from under her and snapped the larger clamps around her thighs. She was suspended three feet from the stone floor of a large, dingy room deep beneath the old mansion. Her body pointed down, her tits pointing toward the stones beneath.
"Goddamn filthy sluts can't keep your mouths off each other's pussies," the man snarled at her, pushing at her shoulders to make her sway back and forth in the chains. Sally was still light-headed from the lack of sleep after the brutal lesbian rape she had suffered, and Rudy had come for her soon after her roommates had returned after Wanda and her fuck-buddies had left. He hadn't even let her get back into the skimpy blue gown, and he had marched her naked through the dim halls and down the winding stairway to the dungeon-like room beneath.
"I didn't do anything on purpose," Sally tried to explain. "Three of the older girls came into my room and attacked me. I tried to fight them off but they were too strong for me!"
He whistled, ignoring her, as he rummaged through a small cabinet on one wall. He was still dressed in the leather outfit he had worn earlier in the day when he had fucked Sally's virgin cunt.
"Aren't you going to do anything?" Sally cried, almost desperate. "You're one of the instructors here. You should try to help protect the students!"
He turned back to her and laughed. "Boy, are you fucked up!" he told her. "I'm an instructor, all right-I'm here to teach you to love cock. You had your first lesson this afternoon, and you're about to get your second!"
His hands fell to the front of his leather outfit and began undoing the buttons of his codpiece. Slowly the flap of the garment came away, revealing a heavy, half-hard cock. It was the same cock that had ripped her maidenhead that afternoon!
His long tube of fuck-flesh bowed in the middle, its head drooping a bit since it wasn't totally erect. His cock-shaft was swollen almost to its full size, and it was only an inch or two shorter than when it had been raging that afternoon. The man walked around all the time with almost a hard-on, ready for sucking and fucking action whenever he might find it. Since joining the staff of the school he seldom had to travel far with almost forty tight little cunt-holes bouncing around about him. Only a few of the students were off-limits, and those would come in time. But, right now, he wanted another fuck-feast!
Sally moved her arms and legs, trying to crawl in the air. The clamps at the ends of the suspended chains held her tightly, dangling parallel to the floor three feet away. Panic drove her to thrash, but all she managed was to make herself gently sway as the man stood by, laughing, while fingering the shaft of his cock.
"Get the chains going real good," he chided her. "It'll help you fuck your mouth back and forth on my cock!"
Sally squealed in frustration. Even her efforts to escape seemed to go wrong. But no matter what he tried she wasn't going to let him put that awful prick in her mouth!
She looked at the cock as she hadn't done earlier that afternoon. It was long enough to protrude far past his hand and his heavy, swollen cock-head drooped at the end. His cock-head looked shiny, although dry, but the skin along his fuck-shaft appeared to be the same as that which covered the rest of his body. An evil-looking slit split the whole end of his cock-head, and Sally realized it must be his pisshole. It would also be the place that his cum had shot through when it had filled her tortured little cunt.
Blue lines of underlying veins marked the surface of his cock-shaft, branching and running crookedly. Thick curly hair sprouted around the base of his cock and climbed a third of the way up his long cock-shaft. Beneath his prick was a hairy, heavy sac that hung a couple of inches below the juncture of his body. Even from where she hung, Sally could see that two weighty things like large marbles were suspended inside the flesh pouch.
"You like looking at it, baby?" the man laughed. "You getting an eyeful of old Rudy's cock?"
His laughter was like a splash of cold water in her face. She had been almost mesmerized by the sight of his thick cock.
"Well, let me give you a closer look," he taunted as he stepped forward. "You'll be able to see it real good if you have another pair of eyes in your throat."
"No, please don't!" Sally exclaimed as the man walked toward her as if leading himself by the cock. As she watched, his cock-shaft seemed to harden and lift its ugly head. By the time he came close it was a stiff club.
Rudy's fingers snarled into Sally's richly-brown hair and he lifted her face toward his cock. The frightened girl squealed when she realized his cock-head was only a couple of inches from her mouth.
"No!" she squeaked again then clamped her mouth closed. Her teeth ached from being ground together. After one more step, his rubbery cock-head jammed against the bottom of her nose.
She sniffed. She could smell her own dried pussy-juices on his prick. It made her even more determined to keep her mouth closed.
His massive cock rubbed along the line of her lips then slipped out onto her right cheek. It traced a wet line of its pre-cum all the way to her ear. It circled up then poked at one eye, then rode over the bridge of her nose to jab at her other eyelid. When it departed and headed back down her other cheek, she opened her eyes again and was staring into the wild snarl of his cock-hair.
Once again his prick lined up with her mouth. His piss-slit pressed between her lips. It came to a halt jammed against her front teeth and Sally was insistent that it go no further. Just the thought of having his cummy prick in her mouth was enough to almost make her want to throw up.
"Well, bitch, we seem to have a problem," he snarled at her as his fingers wrapped more tightly in her hair. "But every good teacher has an answer, and I think this one will open your mouth."
He pulled upward on her hair then shoved violently down. As her face passed the probing prick again, he yanked back up. Her scalp exploded in agony as each of the tortured pores threatened to tear apart. Her mouth flew open in a shriek of pain and Rudy rammed hard prick between her lips and teeth.
"You bite and I'm going to beat the shit out of you!" he warned fiercely as he shoved more of his prick into the hot wetness of her mouth. His cock-head rode down the slipperiness of her tongue until it battered against the opening to her throat.
Sally almost gagged. Never had her mouth been opened so wide. Not even at the dentist did her lips have to stretch so far as when they swallowed in Rudy's throbbing prick.
The young girl was surprised to find that his cock had little taste at all. There was the faint flavor of pussy from the juices that had dried to the skin of the shaft earlier that afternoon, but she could detect no other taste. There was a slight musky odor rising from his balls and she breathed it in. Slowly her mouth adjusted to the size of the stabbing prick, and she found she could breathe through her nose and around his long slab of cock.
"That's right, bitch!" Rudy snarled, both of his hands curling around her head. Fingers spread under her chin and kept her face lifted into place. He lined her mouth up with the length of his cock, and nudged his swollen cock-head almost to her tonsils.
"Make that mouth like a pussy," he growled at her. "Close those lips around my fuck-meat and suck on it while I fuck out your face!"
Sally's mind was almost boggled. She never would have believed it if the evidence wasn't right there in her mouth. But there was no denying the hot fuck-muscle that pried apart her teeth and pinned her tongue to the bottom of her mouth.
Her arms and legs ached from supporting her weight in the clamps, but the pain seemed like it was happening to some other body with all of the crazy sensations that were happening to her mouth.
Her tongue could really tell the difference between his cock-head and his cock-shaft, the bulging fuck-apple almost rubbery while the rest of it was covered by more normal skin. Beneath the skin, his cock-shaft was hard muscle, almost as rigid as a rock and she was baffled about how flesh could become as firm as that throbbing in her mouth.
"Ah, yeah, baby," Rudy groaned as he pulled his cock out until only his prick-head was caught between the girl's hot lips. Then slowly he pushed it back inside, feeling the slippery velvet of her tongue rubbing along the underside of his cock-head and cock-shaft.
"Suck on it!" he urged. "Suck on it hard!"
Sally complied almost unconsciously. Her lips closed down around his thick, bulging cock-shaft until they formed a tight ring around the prick. She sucked in on it like an oversized straw, her cheeks going hollow until their sides touched against his hot fuck-pole. The back of her mouth narrowed as she swallowed, then his cock-head forced it back apart. It didn't stop until his piss-hole was wedged almost to her tonsils.
"Oh, man," Rudy groaned, leaning hard into her mouth with his cock. "That's as tight as a pussy and at least twice as hot. Where did you learn to suck cock so good, you little slut? Eating your old man's prick?"
She wanted to cry, to scream at him, to deny everything that he had said! The cock that was being raped into her mouth right now was the only one that she had ever had. It shamed her deeply that he would even think that she might have sucked on her own father's prick.
"Tell me, cunt," he taunted her, "is my cock as big as your father's? Is his as juicy as mine? Did he ever fuck long prick clear down into your tight little throat?"
"Aaargh!" she gargled around his fuck-meat, trying to scream out a denial. His cock-head smothered out her protest and made it die deep in her throat. Her arms and legs thrashed in the chains, making her body sway crazily about. But through it all he held onto her head, keeping a straight channel for the pistoning of his prick.
His cock was on the move, fucking in and out. Her mouth was a tight face-pussy to be reamed out by his prick. His cock-head hammered clear back to the opening of her throat each time his long cock-shaft rammed home. Her mouth was awash with spit, greasing the way like her pussy-juices would for her cunt.
"Hot damn!" the man exclaimed. "That's a hot little fuck-hole. I don't think I've ever fucked cock into a mouth any better than yours!"
His filthy words shocked her, but somewhere in the back of her mind it also pleased some perverse part of her nature. She had always liked the compliments that she received, and being considered an excellent cock-sucker somehow seemed to fit in that category. She knew that she should be disgusted through and through but that spark of interest had been ignited. Unconsciously, she tightened her mouth even further around his prick to increase his fucking pleasure.
"That's right!" he almost howled when the heightened pressure rode up and down his cockshaft as if a tight metal band had been welded around his prick. The edges of her teeth scraped lightly along the skin of his fuck-pole and that, too, made it so much better. The back of her mouth was a tight sleeve that he was managing to force his cock-head between. All along the fucking prick was pressure and sensation that was making the cock-sucking some of the best he'd ever had.
"Fucking cunt! Slut! Bitch!" he hissed at the young girl in the chains. "Cock-sucking goddamn whore!"
His words were like whips, stinging her inside and out. Never in her life had she been called such dirty names, and it was by the man who was brutally raping her mouth.
His cock-head was a fleshy hammer beating at the back of her mouth. The tender flesh around the opening to her throat was slowly becoming bruised. Her jaws ached from being spread wide open and each blow jarred them like a fist. The first taste of pre-cum spread over her tongue and awoke her mouth to the new sensation. But all of it seemed to be coming too fast as long, hard inches of hard prick battered into her mouth.
"Suck my cock, bitch!" the face-fucking man growled at her. "Eat my prick. Get ready to swallow my cum right down your goddamn throat!"
Sally whimpered, not knowing what to do. She hadn't thought about the filthy cum that would eventually erupt from his prick. From what he said he intended to blast his jism right into her mouth and he expected her to take it down her throat. That thought was even worse than being fucked in the face, and she was sure that she would never be able to do it.
"Don't stop sucking!" he roared at her and grabbed her by the ears and shook. Pain ripped through the sides of her head and she tried to scream around the prick. But the sounds were muffled by the brutal face-fucking and came out as nothing more than a moan. During her worry about swallowing cum, she had allowed her mouth to go slack, and he was now punishing her by the ears. Quickly she forced her mouth closed around his pi stoning cock-shaft.
"That's better," he said, releasing her ears to tangle his fingers into her hair. "You stop sucking one more time and I'll tear those ears right off the sides of your face!"
And she knew he would do it. Oh, God, how she knew deep down inside her that he would actually permanently damage her! This man was an animal fucking into her face like a sex-crazed, lusty stallion. Anything that stood in the way of him blasting his balls out through his cock might become quickly maimed!
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" he said in rapid succession, his voice keeping cadence with his prick. Again and again, his cock-head hammered home to batter her stricken throat. The strength of his lunges was now knocking her back in the chains, and she swayed front and back to meet each of the thrusts of his cock.
It was a nightmare. A terrible nightmare! She wished desperately that it was nothing more than a horrifying dream.
"You like that, baby?" he shouted at her. "You like your face-fucking good and hard? You better get used to it, you little cunt-mouth, because I'm going to keep feeding you my prick!"
No! Wouldn't it ever end? Twenty-four hours before, she had been just another virgin and now her maidenhead had been forcefully torn out. Now she was being viciously fucked in the mouth by an insane man and a foot-long prick!
"I'm getting ready!" he growled, pulling at her hair even stronger. "My cum is beginning to boil in my balls!"
Oh no, she thought wildly. For a second, she wished the face-fucking would never end. As long as he was fucking hard cock clear back to her tonsils, he wouldn't be loading up her mouth with dirty, sticky jism. She had felt it only once, earlier in the afternoon in her cunt-hole, and she had never seen it at all. Everything she knew about the spouting of a man's prick came from the whispers of girls at other schools. Several of them had talked about gallons of cum, and about being almost strangled when some boy had shot cum into their mouth. But this was no teen-aged boy fucking her tonsils. It was a full-grown man. Sally was sure Rudy's load would choke her to death.
"Nmmph!" she groaned, trying to tell him no, but there were no words even if she could have gotten them out that would have stopped the man from blasting cum into her mouth. His balls had already crept up their strings inside his sac and his cock was as hard as steel. The girl's mouth was almost as tight as a young virgin asshole and his prick was about to unload.
Sally felt his spearing cock swell even more in her mouth, forcing her jaws further apart. Again the bones popped and the end of his prick was forced halfway into her throat. His legs shook, driving his cock in short jerks as it remained lodged in the back of her mouth. Instinctively, she knew that the blast of his cum was only seconds away.
Trying to scream, her throat parted enough to swallow his cock-head into the narrow tube before the pressure returned to almost crush his swollen fuck-apple in its grasp. The intense gripping pushed Rudy past the point of no return and a wave of cum boiled up into his prick. It rippled down the entire length of his bulging cock-shaft, then coursed through his prick-head at the end.
Warmth bathed into the upper part of Sally's throat as his sticky cum bypassed her entire mouth. She felt it burn all the way to her stomach as a new blast rocketed in over her tonsils. Again and again, his prick pulsed and shot cum straight into her throat. She could feel it gushing in by its heat, but there was no taste since it never reached her tongue.
"Goddamn!" Rudy howled. "You've got my prick-head in your throat! You're sucking my cum out like it was milk from a tit!"
Sally's eyes bulged. She sucked scant air in through her nose. Her throat ached from being stretched wide, but she was glad his cum spouted beyond the reach of her mouth. Her own pussy was suddenly wet and she wiggled frantically in the chains. Her guts were on fire and her asshole was fluttering without her recognizing the cause.
All she knew was that her pussy understood that a man was firing cum into her throat.
"Suck it dry!" he shouted at her, trying to wedge his prick even deeper into her throat. But the channel was too narrow and already his prick was losing some of its strength, and he couldn't get more than his prick-head inside.
Slowly, the throbbing waves along his cock-shaft died as his balls emptied, and his prick softened enough to force his cock-head free of Sally's throat. Cum still leaked from the end and it joined with her spit to glaze back over her tongue. The young girl was startled that it didn't taste bad at all. In fact, it made her whole mouth water again.
His cock fell from her lips. The man backed up across the stone floor. His prick was a long thick hose of blood-red flesh, still stimulated by the cock-sucking it had received.
Sally burped. There was that taste again. She rolled it in her mouth, savoring the flavor. The confusion that pleasure left within her was almost totally complete.
CHAPTER FOUR
"You've seemed quite busy, my little pretty," Miss Blanch said in a voice like buttery syrup as Wanda, the red-haired female instructor, fastened the naked Sally's hands to the two chains that dangled down from the center of the ceiling. "Don't you know that you're supposed to ask my permission before you entertain any cocks or cunts around this school?"
"No, I didn't," Sally whined as she glanced up at the high ceiling. The two chains fastened to her wrists held her erect with just her bare toes touching the cold stone floor. The two women had found her huddled in one corner of the dungeon just a few minutes after Rudy had released her and walked out of the room. She had been trying to collect her strength for the search through the dark corridors of the mansion for the pathway that would take her back to her room and friends.
"And I didn't entertain anyone," Sally tried desperately to explain. "Three girls-I think their names were Rita, Sylvia and Yolanda attacked me in my room and made me do all sorts of dirty things. Then your instructor--Rudy somebody--came and forced me to come here. I don't even want to think about what he did to me."
Wanda laughed. "He made you suck his cock," she sneered right into Sally's face. "It's what he makes all the new girls do."
"Then why are you punishing me?" Sally cried. "It should be him here in these chains!"
"Because you're the student, my dear," Miss Blanch said as she stepped forward and reached out to catch one of Sally's swollen nipples between the fingers of her right hand. Slowly she squeezed.
"That hurts!" the young girl yelped and tried to push away with her toes. All the effort did was cause more agony for her tit, so she picked up her feet and swung back.
"You'll find, my little one, that you must suffer pain before you can experience pleasure," the woman told the captive young girl.
"And we're experts at making you suffer," the redhead laughed.
"Shut up, Wanda!" Miss Blanch snapped, and the other woman froze in place. It was as if someone had put a knife to her heart and scared the red-haired woman half to death.
All the while, the headmistress held onto Sally's tit. Her free fingers found the young girl's other succulent tit-mound and her hands twisted her tender nipples at the same time. Sally whined and lifted herself onto her toes, wishing there was some way to escape. But she knew she was doomed to endure whatever the two women put out.
"She thinks her poor little tits are so sensitive," the woman purred. "Wanda, maybe you should go get a couple of your toys and let's show her what pain is really about."
Wanda drifted away toward a large cabinet along one wall as Miss Blanch slowly walked around the naked girl, feasting on her charms with lusty eyes.
Sally was a lucky girl, blessed with a touch of maturity in a youthful face. Her eyes were brown and deep. Her nose was delicate, her chin narrowed almost to a point above her neck.
Her body was lean and youthful, muscles long and firm. Beneath her shoulders, tits rose in small mounds from the high plains of her chest. They were round and tight, pointing straight outward with tips that were still the swollen nipples of youth. The halos around her nipples were only slightly darker pink than the surrounding skin. Her skin stretched across the bottom of her ribs then fell quickly to the flatness of her stomach and a navel that was deep and pronounced. Beneath there was satiny skin until the slight hair that thinly surrounded the lips of her cunt. Her pussy-hair was soft and flowed. To the rear, her ass-cheeks were firm and small, almost boyish and not yet filled out, and concealed a shit-hole that was puckered and neat.
"Very nice," the woman hummed as she rubbed a hand across Sally's ass. "You're like a clean little canvas just waiting for the marks of our brush. If it wasn't for the bruises on your little titties, you'd be just perfect for our whips!"
"No!" Sally cried, jerking herself away from the touch of the evil woman. Except by the riding crop earlier in the day, she hadn't been spanked in years, and never with anything but a hand. The thought of whips scared her almost to death.
Wanda walked back over and handed Miss Blanch a riding crop, while the cat-o'-nine-tails she kept for herself. Sally trembled at the sight of the black leather torture instrument that the woman swished through the air with her hand.
"Please don't hit me with that thing!" Sally whined. "I'll do anything that you want!"
The woman stepped up to the front of her body, using the blunt end of the riding crop to push at the bottom of her left tit. Sally's titty bulged up, strained by the pressure, as the woman leaned almost into her face and hissed: "You're going to do that anyway, my little cunt, right after your taste of the whip!"
Miss Blanch moved back and Wanda moved in, brushing the strands of the whip up Sally's naked legs. It worked between her thighs and one of the leather strands rode up between the lips of her pussy. The touch of the leather was unnatural and sent chills along Sally's spine. Right now the whip was being gentle, but she knew that wouldn't last for long.
The strands left her cunt and traveled up her body, pausing long enough to swish around each tit in turn. Then they curled over her left shoulder and down onto her back as Wanda stepped behind. Finally the strips of leather found her ass cheeks and played with the velvety skin. Then, for a second, they left her only to return with a flood of pain.
Swack!
Sally's ass-cheeks exploded into agony. The strands snapped against her, cutting crimson rows into her skin.
"Aaeeii!" she screamed, her toes completely leaving the floor. Her body bucked in the chains, causing the metal bracelets to cut into her wrists. Her body twisted, crossing the chains and lifting her even higher. Then, as her weight took back over, she whirled around into another blow from the whip.
Swack!
New streaks burned into her ass. Pain overlaid agony in the red stripes across her hips.
"No!" the tortured young girl shrieked and tried to climb the chains. They were attached high overhead to the ceiling and dangled straight down. Bitter metal cut into the flesh of her wrists as she pulled up her weight enough to wrap her hands around the links. Slowly she hauled herself upward until her ass was level with Wanda's tits.
The red-haired Amazon laughed sadistically at the futile efforts of the tortured girl. All she had managed was to raise her ass-cheeks up into the striking power of Wanda's arm. The whip hissed through the air as it lashed out, knifing Sally's ass with a mighty blow.
Her back arched. Her head jerked back as her screams reached for the ceiling. Her arms curled into an unnatural bend and suddenly the weight was too much. Sally came crashing back down to the end of the chains and the force almost popped her shoulders out of joint. Her toes catching the floor was the only thing that saved the tendons and sinews of her arms.
Wanda changed hands. It altered the angle of the blows. When the whip cracked again against Sally's ass, the new marks crossed the ones that had been laid before.
"Noooo!" the poor girl howled as new fire was added to her ass. The pain was almost unbelievable as if all the agony of the world had been collected into her hips. Sadistic laughter curled all around her and filled her mind with fear.
The terrible blows traveled down, brutalizing her thighs. Every inch of skin on the back part of her upper legs was blazing red before the torture moved again.
This time it was her back, moving about from her shoulders to her hips. The blows rained upon her, each one leaving several more scarlet marks on her skin. The tips of the whip curled around her body and snapped at the sides of her tits. Her fleshy tit-mounds jumped each time they were abused, causing them to jiggle violently on her chest.
"Please stop!" she cried, and for a minute she thought her pleas had worked. But Wanda was just using the time to walk around the front of the young girl to spread torment to the other side of her body.
"Aaeeiii!" Sally shrieked as the first of many blows lashed across her young, succulent tits. One of the strands caught her nipples, and it felt like the nubs were being ripped from her flesh. Her eyes popped open, and she stared wildly down at her chest. Her nipples were still there, although there were scarlet streaks of tortured skin crossing both of her tit-mounds. The light bruises from previous fingers almost faded as that part of her skin, too, turned red.
"Help meeee!" she screamed as her tits were struck again. Strands of black leather whipped out and crashed down as she watched her tits being tortured. Where the strips touched, they left their marks etched into the skin.
Her eyes snapped shut. Tears squeezed out from their corners and rolled down her cheeks. Sobs rumbled in her chest to bubble up through her throat.
Her stomach was next to feel the bite of the leather. Before the whip moved on, her abdomen was a cross-hatch of red. The fronts of her thighs were brutalized then until they, too, were a patchwork of pain.
Then it stopped and Miss Blanch stepped in. The woman studied the unnaturally glowing flesh of the tortured young girl and smiled.
"Now you know what can happen any time you don't jump to do what we say," the evil woman purred into Sally's frightened young face. When Sally nodded, Miss Blanch turned to the husky Wanda.
"Get her down and over onto the rack," she told the assistant. "Now that we've showed her some of the pain, she can give me some of the pleasure."
Wanda laughed and reached up to unbuckle Sally's hands. The brutalized girl slumped to the floor when she was freed. Wanda shoved hands under the young student's arms and dragged her across the room. There Sally was hoisted up onto a wooden platform with a tower of cranks and pulleys at one end. She was forced down onto her back and ropes were attached to her feet. Then similar bindings were slipped onto her wrists, and she lay, supine and aching, in the clutches of the device.
The ropes were tightened. Her hands were pulled back beyond her head and her feet were tugged toward the other end. A loud clanking of the crank and gears filled the air and her mind.
Realization came with the first pain. She remembered now that the headmistress had called the device a rack.
Her arms and legs were pulled straight, elbows and knees locking. She felt as if she was standing on tiptoe and reaching for the sky. The skin down the front of her body felt as if it was stretched too thin.
Then another sound of the crank being turned and Sally cried out in pain. Bones in her shoulders and hips seemed to shift as her joints were put under strain.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Sally cried, trying to shift on the platform to take some of the pressure off her body. But, no matter how much she tried, there was no relief to be found.
The starkly white face of the headmistress leaned over her. The pink eyes were ablaze with an open lust that frightened Sally to the core.
"Why, my little pretty, it's because you have such a lovely young body that we must torture you. To offer us pleasure, you must be soiled with the pain of the world."
Sally didn't understand. Tears came again to her eyes. All that she knew was that she was in pain and there was more agony and torment to follow.
The crank spoke again. The terrible pulling in her shoulders and hips doubled. All of her muscles were tight and her skin was like a drum. She fought to breathe in through the pressure on her ribs that the unnatural stretching had caused. Her joints ached and it felt that the bones were on the brink of slipping apart.
"Would you like one more turn of the crank, my dear?" Miss Blanch taunted her. "Maybe one more notch would be enough to pull apart the bones."
"No!" Sally gasped, unable to get enough breath to scream. "I can't stand it. It hurts so bad!"
"Then maybe I can give you something to take your mind off the pain, little one," the headmistress said and began unsnapping the clips of her gown. Slowly the garment came from her body until it fell to the side, leaving her completely nude. She used steps at one end of the rack to walk up and stand atop the platform. Her feet straddled Sally's neck as she stood over the tortured young girl.
Sally's breath caught in her chest. The woman was a white mountain above her. Magnificent tits the color of milk reached firm and full out from her chest. Her stomach was a flat plain the color of cotton. There wasn't a hair anywhere on the body of the headmistress, and even the rounded cunt-mound between her legs was without a single strand.
Slowly her body started sinking, the knees parting and spreading her pouting cunt-lips. Sally's eyes bulged as she watched the large pussy settle toward her face. The outer cunt-lips were as white as the rest of her body, but a pinkness showed in the length of her cunt-slit. As her pussy gaped further open, Sally could see a long, pale clit that was almost a fourth as long as the entire cunt. The young girl gasped. The clit looked like a miniature cock.
It loomed above her, coming ever lower. The lower the headmistress settled, the more her pussy gaped. Sally could see inside it now from end to slippery end. Cunt-juices had washed out into her cunt-gash, slickening it and making it glisten before her eyes.
Without another word, the woman sank until she sat on Sally's face. Her moist pussy was pressed into the young girl's mouth and stretched from the bottom of her nose almost to her little chin. Immediately, the lower part of Sally's face was awash with pussy-juices that collected and dribbled down the sides of her chin.
"Eat it good, my little one, or I'll have
Wanda turn the crank!"
Sally whined. There was no way that her body could take any more stress from the rack. One more notch would pull her bones out of joint, and she would never again be the same. Perhaps she'd even die from the shock to her body and never see her parents again. Her only hope was to suck and eat the headmistress' pussy!
Her tongue pushed out of her mouth, licking up the length of the hot, wet cunt-slit. Cunt-juices poured into her mouth where she had to swallow them to make sure she didn't choke. The flesh that her tongue stroked was barely pink instead of white, but it still had the satiny smoothness of pussy-meat. She found the mouth of her cunt-hole and jammed her tongue inside, licking at the walls of the woman's fuck-pit as she felt her pussy-muscles clamp down. Her curled tongue was caught in the tight womanly grasp of a cunt-hole trained by experience. It milked her tongue as if there was cum inside it that could shoot up into her tight, fleshy pit. Then the muscles released her, and her tongue slid outside to run up toward the over-sized clit.
"Take it into your mouth," the woman hissed down at her student. "Suck on it like it was a cock!"
Sally's lips gathered in the clit, pulling it deeply into her mouth. The long finger-like shaft ran in onto her tongue. Sally sucked, pretending it was a straw through which she could pull nectar up to her throat. Her tongue swirled around it.
"Ah, yes, my little pretty," the woman purred. "You may be the best little cunt-sucker of them all!"
Heat engulfed her chin as the large pussy was shoved against her lower face. The tip of her chin fit right against the mouth of her cunt-hole and, for a second, Sally thought it might push right in. She jutted her jaw to offer some force and the headmistress rubbed her cunt-hole against the bone. A new rush of pussy-juices washed out over Sally's face and ran down over her neck. She was being flooded by the older woman's cunt-cream, and some of it was leaking into her mouth. She swallowed, increasing the pressure on her long clit.
Miss Blanch rolled her ass, hunching her pussy-hole against the young student's chin and running her clit back and forth in the lips like it was a prick that was fucking the girl's face. Wanda had bent low to watch the tortured youth's mouth work. She whispered urgently in the girl's ear.
"Make her cum, bitch!" The words seared
Sally's mind. "Eat her pussy and make her squirt cunt-juices all over your face! You're nothing but a goddamn cunt-licker and cock-sucker, and your mouth is like the dirty pussy of a whore!"
"Mmmmmph," Sally moaned as the long clit fucked her face. Her face, neck, and even her shoulders were soaked by the cunt-drippings of the headmistress. The harder she sucked, the more the fuck-juices poured.
"Here it comes!" Miss Blanch exclaimed.
"Eat cunt, slut!" Wanda hissed in Sally's ear.
A great rush of liquid washed over Sally's face, almost searing the skin. The cunt hunched hard into her face, driving the woman's pubic bone brutally into the young student's nose. She opened her mouth to scream from the pain and a flood of fuck-juices poured in. She gasped, struggling to breathe, and swallowed gulp after gulp of the hot fluid down to her stomach. The headmistress' pussy was fountaining and Wanda had begun to beat on the young girl's tits with the sides of her fists. Each crashing blow caused her distended shoulders and hips to ache as the bones were forced even further out of place.
On and on it went, pussy-juice and pounding, until the frightened young girl was afraid the nightmare would never end.
CHAPTER FIVE
At last Sally got some rest. Deep in the night they led her back upstairs and through the dim hallways to her room. The other three girls were already asleep and Sally fell immediately into her bed. She didn't even crawl back into the blue nightgown that they had given her, after what had happened, what did it really matter? All she wanted was to rest her weary bones and to try to regain some strength in her tortured muscles. Without even plumping her pillow, she passed right out and slept a deep, dreamless sleep.
They didn't wake her in the morning. Perhaps they had had orders. When she finally opened her eyes, she was alone in a roomful of beds. The other three mattresses were neatly covered and everything had been put away. If she hadn't met her roommates the previous evening, she would have wondered whether they ever existed.
Swatches of blue and white were on the foot of her bed. Hurting, she pushed herself up from the pillow. Her hands rubbed around her sore flesh, and she was surprised to see how few bruises there were. Most of the marks from the whip had faded.
Her face smelled like pussy and she had to take a piss. Shrugging into the nightgown, she walked down the hall to the bathroom, sat on the toilet then took a shower in steaming hot water. The heat soaked out some of the stiffness and made her muscles relax. Refreshed, she dried off and strided back to her room.
The garments on the foot of her bed were a white button-less shirt-like blouse and a short blue dress that looked like a school uniform. She shoved her arms into the blouse and draped it from her shoulders, then pulled the dress down over her head.
"Uh, oh," she said aloud to herself as she glanced in the mirror on the door to the closet. The dress had shoulder straps and a scooped front that dipped down to the tops of her tits. Without buttons, the blouse did little to cover the mounds of her tits, and if she bent over, one or both of her tits might fall out. The hem of the short dress barely covered the bottom of her hips and, if she leaned at the waist at all, it would ride up over her ass. She looked around the bed, pulling the covers back and forth, but there were no panties to be found. And they had carried off all of hers when they had taken the rest of her clothing away.
"Nuts!" she exclaimed, standing erect and tall. Doing that, everything was covered. She slumped her shoulders. The nipple of her left tit peeked out. Part of her ass-cheeks and cunt-muff were exposed.
"They've got to be kidding!" she almost giggled, but, deep down inside, she was afraid that they weren't. At this time yesterday she had still been a young virgin, and twenty-four hours later she had eaten two pussies and been fucked in the mouth and cunt.
A sharp knock exploded on the door. Sally whirled around. The knob turned and the door pushed open inside the room. Coming in behind it were Rudy and Wanda, dressed in skin-tight leather pants and shirt.
"How's our little cunt this morning?" Rudy laughed sadistically. "You ready for some more long, hard prick?"
Sally's hand flew to her mouth. She began to back away.
"She hasn't eaten my pussy yet," Wanda complained, an openly lusty look on her face. "She's mine next, Rudy. I'm going to smother her with cunt!"
"We'll both have to wait," Rudy answered. "Miss Blanch has other plans. She told me to bring the young bitch to her personal playroom as soon as we saw that she was dressed."
Relief flooded through Sally. At least she wasn't to be raped immediately right there in her bedroom. The idea of the headmistress' personal playroom was ominous, but a threat imagined was better than one staring her in the face. The two instructors took her by the arm and marched her out of the room. They led her through the hallways, the hem of the dress switching at her naked ass, until they arrived at the headmistress' personal suite. Rudy rapped on the door-two knocks-then opened it and shoved Sally inside.
The young girl stumbled across thick carpet then tumbled head-first down two steps that led into the central part of the expansive room. Her cheek hit the floor, knocking her almost senseless even through the carpet. Her body crumpled then rolled over her shoulder to land flat on its back. All the air in her lungs whooshed out from the blow and she lay staring up at the whirling ceiling.
Rough hands grappled at her shoulders and turned her face-down on the floor. Her arms were pulled behind her and handcuffs locked her wrists into place.
Sally moaned and squeezed her eyes shut. She tried to will them to clear. When she opened them again she was confused as the world turned totally white. As she focused, however, she slowly realized that she was staring down into the pile of a deep, snow-white carpet. For a second, she thought about going to sleep.
Two massive boots intruded. They were those of a man. A brown uniform with satiny stripes down the side covered the legs and she followed them upward to the man's massive belly. She groaned, turning slightly onto her side so she could peer up at his face. When she did, she wished she hadn't bothered because he was ugly.
The piercing laughter of Miss Blanch shattered the quiet and Sally turned her head to look for the woman. The headmistress sat in a massive chair covered by the hide of a polar bear, and almost disappeared into its whiteness. The woman was completely naked and had her feet drawn up into the seat with her knees spread wide. One pale hand dipped down to her cunt as she held her long clit in her fingers and jacked on it like a prick.
"Hello, my little pretty-pretty," the woman purred. "I want you to meet Colonel Schochtenberger. He runs the boys' military academy that's coming here tonight for a party, and he's looking for some appropriate entertainment. Most of my girls don't get such a prize so soon after they enroll, but in your case I'll make an exception. That is, if the Colonel likes you, my dear. He plans to test you out first himself."
"Ach, you put her in my favorite clothes," the man said. "I love these little schoolgirl bitches."
He was a massive man, more in weight than height. Sally had already noticed his stomach, which rounded out in the front. It wasn't the loose fat of an obese man, however, rather firm and stretched tight. From her position on the floor, she could tell he wasn't any taller than Miss Blanch. But he made up for any lack of height by the sheer ugliness of his face.
His hair was almost shaved, barely stubble that showed an unnaturally red scalp. His nose looked like the knob of a rock with the depression for his eyes. A scar on his upper lip curled the left side of his mouth into a sneer and his chin was as flat as a brick wall. He didn't even look real to the frightened schoolgirl.
"Go ahead, Colonel," the headmistress urged as she continued to frig her clit. Two fingers of the other hand disappeared inside her dripping cunt as if she was searching for something inside.
The colonel kicked from his boots, then lined them up toe-to-toe and heel-to-heel. Next to come was the pants of his uniform which he carefully folded and lay on a small table. His undershorts were gray. Thumbs curled into the side of those then shoved them to his feet. Those, too, were folded neatly and placed to the side. He never touched his shirt or coat, and his tie stayed cinched to his bullish neck.
Sally was so shocked she couldn't even gasp. Sticking out from underneath that tremendous stomach was a cock so large it looked deformed. It was every bit as long as Rudy's and looked twice as thick. It was so heavy that its own weight pulled it down, and it jutted straight out rather than throbbing against his belly. Here it was, throbbing and almost purple, getting ready to plunder her flesh.
Sally began to edge away. Her feet pushed her in little jerks across the carpet. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, but she would have walked on her tits if she could. Anything to escape the monstrous cock that was threatening her.
Laughter curled out of the sneer of the man's scarred face as he started after her. "I like my little schoolgirl bitches to have a little spirit," he exclaimed, his massive cock slapping from side to side. "I like to fuck that defiance right out of them!"
"No!" Sally cried as her bare foot slipped on the carpet. She went down heavy onto her shoulders with her hands in the small of her back. Her feet pumped, trying to get her started again making her young tender pussy snap open and shut.
"It's winking at me," the man bellowed in laughter. "Her baby cunt is flirting with my horse-sized cock!"
"Don't!" She squealed at him as he grabbed her by the legs and dragged her back to the center of the room. He fell to his own knees between her legs and grabbed at her cunt with a massive hand. A thumb rammed into her dry cunt-hole, pulling at the flesh and threatening to tear it, as one of his fingers ran back to her asshole. The tip of his finger found her stutter and the knuckle bent. With a shove, he drove his thick finger far up her unprepared asshole.
"Aaeeii!" she screamed. "Not in there! It hurts! It hurts!"
He laughed so hard it shook his massive belly. His arm cocked outward and drove his finger and thumb even harder. Her dry shit-hole and cunt were pushed wider as his finger and thumb buried to the edge of his palm.
"They're tearing me!" she wailed. "I can't stand it! Please get them out!"
The man roared in amusement and picked her
ZJ ass off the floor by raising his hand. He looked back over his shoulder at the headmistress, who was still jerking on her clit. Two fingers were still in her pussy, and a third one had pushed into her shitter. She frigged her clit, asshole and pussy furiously as she watched the sexual torture of the young girl.
"You see?" he roared back to the woman. "You've got to treat these little bitches like sluts. She's just like a goddamn bowling ball with my thumb up her pussy and my finger jammed in her ass."
"Please don't!" the young schoolgirl cried as the man rolled her around by the asshole and cunt.
"I'll stop when that pussy is all wet," he threatened her. "You better get busy making some fuck-cream in your cunt-hole!"
Sally agonized over his words in her mind. How in the world could she ever get turned on while he was abusing her so tremendously? But the young girl hadn't figured on the survival instincts of her body. The intense friction inside her cunt prompted a physical response designed to keep her pussy from tearing. Her cunt-walls were going slick. They greased down the channel in self-protection and washed over his penetrating thumb. It began now to frig back and forth inside her even though the finger in her asshole was still stuck tight. Her shitter was now the fulcrum for the finger-fucking of her cunt. Quickly her whole pussy was wet.
"You see?" he bellowed in amusement. "That little slut cunt is pouring like a faucet. It can't wait for my thumb to be replaced by some hard, throbbing prick!"
"No!" Sally shrieked when she realized that her body had betrayed her. In taking the pain out of the spearing thumb, it had invited him to try to pierce her cunt with the horse-cock between his legs. She knew that such a massive cock would tear her poor pussy to shreds.
His hand ripped from her, the finger and thumb popping as they tore from her shitter and cunt-hole. His hands grasped her ankles and forced her legs wide apart. The delicate inner lips of her pussy flared open, revealing the tiny mouth of her cunt. When he lined up his terribly thick cock with her cunt-slit, it looked like a post threatening a keyhole.
"Eeeek!" she screamed when the top half of his throbbing, purple cock-head was forced into the mouth of her cunt-hole.
"Aaeeii!" she screeched when the rest of his cock-knob disappeared inside. He had lifted himself onto his toes and used his entire weight to force that much of his prick inside.
The mouth of Sally's cunt-hole was on fire. It felt like it was beginning to tear. She could imagine blood from tattered flesh running down over her ass to soak into the carpet.
"Ach! Shit! She's tight!" the bulky man growled as his cock wedged tightly in place. Only an inch of his cock was stuffed inside her tiny pussy and, for a minute, that looked like that would be all there would be. Then he braced himself up on his toes again and screwed his hips from side to side. The motion turned his massive cock from side to side in her cunt-hole, and another inch of fuck-pole edged into her cunt.
"It's too big!" Sally howled. "It's tearing me to pieces!"
"Shut up, bitch," he snarled at her. "Or I'll push my whole fist up your asshole to boot!"
Sally's cries cut off and changed to a wet blubber. Tears streaked down from her eyes and her head rolled from side to side. The pain was almost incomprehensible, and he was threatening to do even more to her ass. Even the single finger rammed up her shitter had been enough to make it burn and ache. In horror, she lay there with her legs held up and spread wide as he continued to force his massive cock up her cunt. For almost ten minutes he worked at it to the accompaniment of renewed cries and screams before he had his cock-head buried against the deep end of her cunt.
"You see?" He laughed loudly. "It did go in. Young pussies are amazing things!"
Sally was astounded. It felt like every bone in her pelvis had been pushed out of place. Her belly bulged upward from the giant cock-head lodged inside. The way out was almost as painful as his throbbing cock scraped along the walls of her cunt. But again her body saved her and poured more fuck-juices into the battle. Behind his retreating cock-head, the walls collapsed onto themselves, relieved that their stretching was through. But the respite was short-lived for the entire length of her cunt, because the horse-cock was forced back in.
Her cunt was awash. It greased the way for the marauding prick. Still the muscle and bone was abnormally abused as they were forced out of shape. His cock glided but slowly, fighting against her near-virgin pussy for every inch. But soon he had managed to loosen her up enough to get a little speed in his fuck-strokes.
"Ummph! Umph! Ummph!" the distraught schoolgirl grunted each time the colonel's prick rammed home. His massive cock-head beat against the deep end of her pussy before retreating for another hammering stroke. Like a bull he fucked her, humping and bellowing all the way.
"Where do you get these tight pussies?" he shouted back to Miss Blanch, whose hands worked in a fury at her cunt. "I think this one could squeeze the life out of even a schoolboy's little prick!"
"Fuck the little slut!" the woman hissed, arching her ass up in the chair. A hard stream of pussy-juices shot from her cunt.
Sally's pussy had gone partially numb, cutting the pain down to terrible pressure. She was amazed that her cunt-hole had been able to stretch enough to swallow the colonel's mighty prick. It was a tight fit, but her cunt was stuffed full from her cunt-lips clear to the end. With each fuck-stroke, she could feel the flanges of his cock-head scraping up and down her cunt-walls. It felt like a small fist jammed inside her pussy and beating her in the end of the cunt. Now that the pain had been overcome, small sparks of other sensations began working in her pit.
"Goddamn, I'm going to fill this cunt-hole with cum!" the ugly colonel exclaimed as he lifted the schoolgirl's legs high into the air. He dropped them down onto his shoulders with the so knees bent and the heels pounding on his back. He forced himself up onto his toes again and drove down hard with his prick. The hammering in Sally's pussy turned from a thumping to a beating.
Her back was lifted almost clear of the ground and most of the weight was on her shoulders. Her body was curled so high that it spread her whole crotch wide open and gaped her pussy wide. His cock had a straight shot right down into her cunt and she groaned as she worried that he might force his prick-head through her cunt-flesh and bone to lodge somewhere in her stomach. Her whole cunt felt like it was on fire. Even the screams of the demented headmistress as she got ready to cum didn't sink through to the tortured girl.
Her head thrashed from side to side as his prick lunged hard into her cunt-hole. This time it didn't retreat, instead it drove harder trying to force itself to new depths. Bones groaned inside Sally's hips as they reluctantly gave a bit more. Her screams were almost continual now as the pain mixed with the pleasure.
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"Here it comes, slut!" the colonel growled and threw even more weight into the small girl. She howled as almost another inch of prick disappeared that had never been inside before. His massive cock-shaft swelled even more, stretching her cunt-walls almost past their limit. His cock-head bulged, causing new pain, then it erupted.
Sally screamed. The combination of pain and pleasure tore her apart. The splash of jism ignited within her an explosion she'd never felt before. Her teeth sunk into her lower Up and bit until she tasted blood. His cock bathed her insides with cum.
"Arrrgh!" she bellowed, spitting blood, as her cunt felt turned inside out. Her whole lower body was on fire, and she knew she was about to die.
Across the room, the headmistress groaned as she stroked her way through a series of cums. The polar bear pelt was a total mess by the time she was through, awash with cunt-juices. She watched the couple on the floor as they finally fell apart, the ugly, massive colonel and the battered young student.
Wilomena Blanch smiled. The little cunt had been fine so far, but there was still a long way to go.
CHAPTER SIX
Sally had been sorely mistaken when she thought that the colonel would be through after he had brutally fucked her cunt. What she didn't know was that he was a virtual satyr, always ready for sex. No matter how much of a cum-load he shot into a fuck-hole, he was always eager for more. In earlier days he had terrorized the women, and now he feasted on young girls. Most of the girls in school had suffered through their taste of his long, thick prick. Asshole or cunt-hole, it didn't matter and he'd buggered every body in his care. But his attention right now was focused on the old white witch's new plum, and his designs were on her mouth.
"Oh, God," Sally moaned when she saw that his cock was still hard as a rock. Her cunt felt full of a gallon of cum, and she didn't understand how he could want to go on.
She tried to move away, using her sore legs to push her aching ass along the carpet. Every bone in her hips felt as if it had been abused and she could feel each square centimeter of her pussy-walls from beginning to end. Her cunt felt like it was a tunnel big enough for freight trains to go through. She wondered whether her pussy would ever shrink back to size.
But she didn't have much time to worry. The colonel, with his massive cock glistening with her pussy-juices, was beginning to move back in.
"Leave me alone," she begged. "Wasn't fucking me enough?"
"Not nearly enough," he said to her almost pompously. "I'm not one of your little boys. You're dealing with a full-grown man!"
He looked so strange in his uniform coat and tie, everything neatly in place. There wasn't a whisker on his craggy face as if he was ready to stand for inspection. But the illusion ended at his massive waist where the ruddy skin of a horny man took over. From navel to toes he was completely naked with a monstrous cock jutting out. Huge hairy balls hung down from the base of his prick.
"One down and two to go," he growled at her and flipped her over with one hand. Without arms to brace her, she crashed down onto her naked tits.
"Ouch!" she cried when his fingers twisted into her hair and he pulled up until her chest was off the floor. With one hand, he stuffed a thick pillow that had been thrown onto the floor beneath her chest.
Sally opened her eyes. She was staring right at the bulging cock-head at the end of his prick. The swollen apple was almost purple, still engorged with blood, as it aimed right at her mouth. It was still wet from the combination of her pussy-juices and his cum. The end of his cock-head was deeply cut by a piss-hole that was dark. The shaft of his cock took a strange bend to the left and it surprised her that it wasn't completely straight.
"Oh, no. Not my mouth, please!" Sally begged. "Your cock is too big!"
"No cock is too big, cunt-face!" he laughed at her. "It just means your mouth and throat have to adjust."
She could smell pussy-juice and cum as his bulbous cock-head bumped against her lips. Her stomach rolled at the thought of licking his prick clean as it rammed in and out of her mouth. She didn't even know whether her lips could stretch far enough to take his terrible cock. But she knew that, even if the corners of her mouth had to tear, he was going to fuck that prick in.
"Open up, bitch," he snarled at her. "As big and as wide as your cunt!"
Sally whimpered as her lips parted to form a circle for his prick. Only the front half of his cock-head managed to push inside to scrape against her teeth.
"Wider, slut!" he yelled, jerking at her hair.
Sally whined and spread her mouth. Her jaws popped. The corners of her lips were pulled tight. Still, his massive cock-head only managed to barely push in onto her tongue.
"You're going to have to do better than that, cunt!" he growled. "Wider! Wider!"
Pain stabbed through the corner of her jaws. The shoving of his prick-head wedged her mouth further open. Her lips had managed to circle his cock-shaft but her mouth was too shallow at the end. One of his hands grabbed her behind the head and pulled forward as his cock shoved.
"Arrgh!" the frightened schoolgirl gargled as her palate was pushing up out of the way. The back of her tongue was compressed down, forcing the tip of her licker to run out between his cock and her lower teeth.
"Don't strangle her just yet, my dear Colonel," Miss Blanch purred from her position up on her throne. "She still has some pussy-licking to do here at the school." The woman now had a feather and a dildo in her hand, punching the phony cock in and out of her pussy while the feather tickled her clit.
Sally could feel the pressure of his cock clear up in her nose. It felt like everything in her lower face was being rearranged. His cock was so massive it had to shove things out of the way.
"Ah," the colonel moaned when the end of his cock-head finally bumped close to her tonsils. "This bitch's mouth is as tight as her pussy!"
Moisture ran out of Sally's nostrils. She wanted to sneeze. But there was no way she could cough, sneeze or talk with his throbbing cock mashed all the way to the opening of her throat.
The fact that she was being face-fucked was brutally real but everything else seemed out of place. Just the week before she had been in a secluded private Catholic school. Even bad thoughts had to be confessed and just touching yourself or looking at your body in the mirror was considered a terrible sin. The dresses they had worn reached six inches below the knees and long, white woolen socks had hidden the rest of their legs.
So why had she been brought here where the school uniform wasn't even enough to keep her from being fucked? She hadn't done anything wrong at her other school and the sisters seemed pleased at her deference. Her grades were high and her work was done on time, and she was careful to confess something each time it was scheduled, even when she had committed no sin. Her parents hadn't offered her a single explanation when they arrived Monday morning except to say that it was for the best. The next morning when they dropped her off here, the introductions had been short and sweet.
What would they think if they could see her now eating a man's prick which was big enough to be on a horse? Naked and sweating and stained by cum with her once-virgin pussy bored out like a tunnel? She hadn't seen a class yet, just pussies and cocks, all of them aimed for her cunt-hole or mouth! Last week she'd been just a little girl with the rest, but this week she felt like a hunk of raw meat to fuck.
She was brought back by the jerking of his cock. Her mouth was so stuffed and the fuck-muscles so strong, that it lifted her head in the air each time it twitched. She had less than half of his foot-long prick in her mouth!
"Hup, two-up, three-up, four-up," the colonel counted as he fucked cock into the girl's face. There was nothing he enjoyed more than fucking schoolgirl face unless it was a tight asshole or two.
Sally's mouth was awash with saliva, greasing the way for his monstrous prick. She tried to swallow some of it but found it impossible with the bulk of his prick in her mouth. She timed it, gulping the spit down when his bulbous cock-head rode back to her teeth.
Wilomena Blanch watched the colonel fuck the mouth of her young student. Seeing his massive cock-shaft gliding into the girl's lips was almost as good as watching it ream out her cunt. The little bitches she supervised were a gaggle of tight fuck-holes just waiting to be abused. She liked schoolgirl lips on her hairless pussy almost as much as she liked a cock to fuck. Since starting the school she'd never lacked for a dripping cunt-hole to lick or a hot mouth to pussy-fuck. Finding the colonel had added a new dimension to her pleasure with his collection of boys. She'd had as many as six of them at one time, sucking their little cocks and letting them ram pricks into her fuck-holes. Now, as her phony cock fucked into her cunt-hole and the feather was getting wet from her clit, she wondered whether the colonel would ever get around to fucking that horse-cock clear down the young girl's throat.
The colonel had the same thing on his mind. As tight as the schoolgirl's mouth was, he knew there was something better right beyond the point of her tonsils.
He reached down and grabbed the girl's arms where they were cuffed behind her back. He dragged her forward into his prick, and her head arched back from his cock-head pressing on the opening to her throat. His fuck-strokes were shorter now, hammering at the end while keeping the top half of his cock buried beyond her lips. If he had his way the whole fucking cock would disappear into the girl's oral grasp!
Sally didn't know what was happening. The new position seemed that much more awkward. At least before he could piston his prick back and forth in her mouth, running cock-head from her lips clear to the back. The new arrangement lodged the end of his fuck-pole against the opening to her throat, where it could get little fucking friction.
"Ah, my little fuck-face," he sneered down at her. "Now we get the real thing. We're going to see just how deep that throat of yours goes!"
The words were a jumble. Sally couldn't sort them out. The idea of his fucking that massively thick prick past her tonsils was just more than she could conceive.
One of his hands wrapped around the back of her neck and the other one snarled in her hair. He laughed when he saw her bulging frightened eyes and the growing panic that was pooled in their depths. Fear, to him, was an aphrodisiac. The horror of the young girl when she finally realized what was about to happen made his prick throb with delight. It swelled even harder and longer, growing enormously thick as it waited to plunder her throat.
It couldn't be! Her thoughts went wild. She could barely take his cock in her mouth!
"You know, don't you, bitch?" he laughed at her, tugging even more sharply at her hair. "You understand now that you're going to swallow my long, hard prick!"
She tried to scream but the sound was muffled against the swollen cock-head that was plugging the opening to her throat. He forced the front half of his prick-head into the tight opening. The meat of his cock-head compressed and stuffed into the threshold of her gullet.
"Here!" he shouted and rammed his prick as hard as he could. One hand shoved down brutally on her neck as the other wrapped around the back of her head and jerked forward. Almost impossibly, Sally's mouth stretched, screamed in pain, and swallowed his cock-head complete.
Panic gripped her. Air whistled through her nose while it still could. It felt like a fist was jammed all the way into her throat and the tremendous pressure was beyond belief. Her jaws were forced open until they almost came out of joint.
"Goddamn, that's tight!" the colonel hissed. "It feels like my cock-head is in a vise!"
Tears rolled down Sally's cheeks until even those were squeezed off. Her whole face was distorted.
"Swallow cock, cunt!" the man howled and pulled sharply on the back of her head again. His hips drove the battering ram of his prick and forced another inch of cock-shaft into her throat.
Her breath vanished. Air passages were cut off. All that was left to her was the panic.
Once his massive cock-head was in her gullet, the pathway had been forged. Still her throat resisted with intense pressure as each inch of it fought against being forced open. Still his mighty prick sank deeper into her neck as the heavy man fucked with all of his strength.
Muscles bulged on the outside of the girl's neck, showing the progress of the fucking of her throat. It was a slow wave making her neck thicker as muscles were forced out of the way. Soon all of her neck was conquered and his cock-head traveled down into the cavity of her chest. His prick was so long it reached almost halfway to her stomach.
"My prick is on fire!" the man hissed, arching his back and driving with his hips. "Every inch of it is being sucked by her throat!"
With a sudden lunge, Sally swallowed the rest of his cock. Twelve inches of thick fuck-meat now disappeared into her mouth. Her stretched lips rode onto the base of his ball sac and into the cock-hair above his prick. The hard pubic bone beneath his skin bumped harshly into her nose as her throat squeezed down on most of his cock.
He fucked her, dragging his prick back until only his cock-head was still stuck in her gullet then ramming the whole length of it back in. She could feel the flange of his cock-head scraping down the inside of her throat as her neck muscles bulged and gave way. When his cock-head punched clear into her chest, it brought a strangely crowded feeling inside the upper part of her body.
Wilomena Blanch was excited. Her pussy was on fire. Every inch of her skin felt like it was tingling and alive. She had watched as the oversized prick had disappeared into the girl's mouth, following the progress of the cock-head down the slender throat. Her own mouth opened widely as if she, too, was sucking cock, and she fucked the dildo into her cunt. Pussy-juices poured out. She had tossed the feather away. Right then her clit needed the harsh handling of rough fingers.
The large phony cock was sloshing loudly in her fuck-pit, spraying cunt-juices all around. Already she had dildo-fucked her way through several more cums and a large blast was quickly building up. She loved to see her little students abused, including having to eat the colonel's massive cock.
Sally rolled her head. Wasn't there any relief? Her throat was being fucked by a cock almost too large to be believed. All she could see was a blur of pink skin covered with wildly growing hair. Her nose was full of the smell of sweaty balls and her chin was wet from her own spit. Trapped air was pumping her lungs up and down from the pistoning of his prick.
"Suck cock, bitch!" the colonel screamed at her. "Deep-throat my prick!"
There was actually little she could do except try to survive. Cock on the rampage was plugging all of her air passages.
Prick slid back and forth in her throat. She could feel it shove open her gullet anew with each stroke. The man was fucking with cock-thrusts only a twelve-inch prick can give, and that lusty male action was brutalizing her virgin throat. All that she knew was that she was slowly strangling to death on a massive prick.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" the colonel shouted. "Your throat is better than a cunt-hole!"
Wilomena Blanch screamed as her pussy began to explode. Cunt-walls gripped the pistoning dildo. Pussy-juices hissed around the phony cock and erupted from the mouth of her cunt-hole. Her asshole fluttered open and closed and her clit was almost standing out. Her erupting cum was like a volcano in her guts.
Sally's eyes went blind. His already-gigantic cock was swelling even more in her throat. The heavy balls pulled up in their sac and almost bumped into her chin. His cock-head in her gullet felt like a man's fist trying to open as it was buried all the way down. His body mashed roughly against her nose and forehead as all twelve inches of fuck-meat was shoved past her lips.
Then her throat was stretched more and a warm flood washed down her gullet. She could feel the waves of his cum rushing down his prick in the walls of her throat. Each time his cock pulsed, she waited for an instant then her stomach was heated up again.
Suddenly it felt like someone had shoved a bomb up Sally's pussy. Lighting bolts ripped up her cunt-hole and blasted out into her stomach. Her spine and asshole caught on fire and added to the blast. Her whole body bucked and leaped as if she was a fish caught on the hook of his cock.
Cum from his cock washed down into her, wave after sticky wave. Her stomach opened and received it, filling up with male cum. Her throat clenched and released as if trying to milk more jism from the prick. The man fucking her throat howled when he felt the new pleasure, and his balls blasted out new wads of cum.
Sally's cunt was cumming for the terrible abuse of her flesh. Her throat was milking the huge cock of every bit of cum it could find. The lusty nature that was harbored in the bodies of all young schoolgirls had been freed from the stern control of her mind. What was left was the animal-like instinct that cared only for fucking cocks and gobbling cum.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Filthy slut!" Miss Blanch shouted at the tortured Sally as she lashed the young girl's naked ass-cheeks with the riding crop. "No one gave you permission to get pleasure out of your throat being fucked!"
"I didn't! I didn't!" Sally howled as the skin on her ass was turned into a cross-hatch of angry red welts. She still lay on her stomach with her hands cuffed behind her back atop the snow-white carpet of Miss Blanch's personal playroom. "I don't remember anything but the pain!"
Miss Blanch cackled as she struck the girl while the colonel leaned back against a cushion on the softly-padded floor, smiling as he watched the young girl's ass being beaten. He enjoyed a little torture as a pleasant break during his sex sessions, even though his cock was still rock-hard and ready to go at any time. If the old white witch's arm grew tired, he might even take a turn himself at whipping the screaming girl, although he wished he had brought his own collection of birches and canes along. There was nothing like the sound of the slap of hard wood against sweating little ass-cheeks to make his balls itch even more.
"Whore! Cunt!" The woman's voice was almost a shriek. The slender shaft of the riding crop whistled as it cut through the air to swack across Sally's tattered ass. A couple of the red marks had even broken the skin and there was a drop or two of blood showing through. When the young girl could stand no more torture on her ass-cheeks, she twisted and rolled to her back.
It was a mistake. The riding crop lashed down across her tender tits.
"Aaeeii!" Sally screamed and whipped over onto her back again. Immediately, the riding crop burned a new path of fire across her ass. Once more, the frightened girl tumbled over, exposing her chest, and her tits were brutalized again. Her heels dug into the carpet and levered her ass up off of the floor as if she was trying to whip her body erect. The position brought her pussy high up into the air with her hips thrust forward, exposing her still-leaking cunt.
The headmistress smiled and twisted the crop in her hand, then lashed downward with the slender shaft snapping against the tender pussy-flesh of the girl's cunt-slit. Her clit was caught dead center by the crop and the girl's whole cunt seemed to explode. Her screams filled the air as her feet flew out from under her, and her battered ass thumped down to the floor.
"You'll learn, my little pretty-pretty," the headmistress sneered as she dragged the tip of the riding crop across the girl's stomach. "You'll suck cock when I tell you to, lick pussy-juices when I order it, and even cum when I tell you it's all right. By the time I'm through, you won't even piss without asking my permission."
The tip of the leather-covered cane traced across Sally's tits, riding along one of the scarlet lines that had been etched into her skin. It stopped at first one nipple then the other, the tip flicking painfully against the swollen nubs at the end of her tits. The terrified girl trembled as she lay on her hands, afraid to move because it might prompt the whip to lash out again.
The end of the crop rode down to her pussy. It played along the slick flesh inside her cunt-slit. It wormed around and found her cunt-hole. The woman went down onto her knees between Sally's legs and turned the riding crop around to the blunt end. She jammed that all the way into the trembling girl's cunt-hole, jabbing it hard at the opening to the womb.
She dragged it out of the wet pussy and held it up toward Sally's face.
"Lick the cunt-juices off my whip!" the headmistress ordered. "Suck them off like the riding crop was a cock!"
Sally's mouth opened and took the blunt end of the whip in onto her tongue. Her lips curled around it and she sucked in her cheeks. Her tongue licked all around his slender cock-shaft, washing the taste of cunt throughout her mouth.
Miss Blanch laughed and pulled the riding crop from the girl's lips.
"Turn over," she ordered and the young student complied. "Now up on your knees. Shove your ass into the air!" too
Sally didn't have arms to brace herself since her wrists were still cuffed behind her back. She turned her head, using her cheek to press on the carpet as she pushed her ass high. Hands slapped at the inside of her thighs, spreading her legs until her ass-crack and her pussy-lips both parted.
"Look at this shit-hole," the woman purred to the colonel, using the end of her riding crop to point to her brown puckered asshole. "Isn't it all pretty and neat? Some of my girls' assholes are shaped funny, but this one is so perfectly puckered and round. See how all the little wrinkles are aimed for the middle, looking like they've been drawn neatly by some artist's pencil."
Oh God, Sally thought to herself, her eyes squeezing shut as the tears ran out. Her face turned completely red and she could even feel the heat of embarrassment in her tits. It shamed her for someone to either look at or talk about her asshole, that spot she'd never even touched. How could anybody be interesting in such a dirty little place that nature had hidden out of sight?
"That's a pretty one," the colonel hissed as he edged in closer. "It makes my cock harder just looking at it!"
His prick didn't really need the extra strength. Although he had shot loads of cum into both Sally's cunt-hole and throat, his cock had remained throbbing hard.
"Oh!" the young girl squeaked when she felt the slender tip of the riding crop pawing at the closed gate of her asshole. When it couldn't find its way in, the headmistress turned the whip in her hand and lined the thick end up with Sally's shitter. Wiggling it a bit to squirm it between her tightly gripping ass-muscles, Miss Blanch forced an inch of the shaft into Sally's asshole.
"No!" the embarrassed girl cried when she felt the riding crop slide into her shit-hole. It wasn't big enough to hurt but it felt strange for something to be penetrating her from the outside. Her sphincter muscles closed down on it and her belly gripped tight as her asshole tried to force the intruder back outside. Instead, Miss Blanch held the whip firm, then shoved it another two or three inches into her guts.
"Please don't," the schoolgirl moaned, feeling the shaft prodding around in her ass. She was appalled by what was happening, the debasement eating at her mind, and she wondered whether there wasn't anything to which the man and the woman wouldn't stoop.
"Make her lick it like you did the pussy juices," the colonel urged, having something else in mind for fucking up the young girl's ass. Miss Blanch turned to him and knowingly smiled, then dragged the shaft out of Sally's shitter. She stood up and walked around to the girl's head, grabbing Sally's hair and pulling her face up into the air. She slid a large cushion between the girl's shoulders and tits to prop the head and the front of the girl's body up.
"Suck on this," the headmistress sneered as she forced the riding crop up to Sally's lips. "Lick your own shit off my whip!"
Sally gulped, terrified at what was happening. Her eyes searched the shaft of the riding crop for any specks of shit. She couldn't see stains on it because the leather was black, but she knew it had been rammed up her ass.
"If you don't get to licking, I'm going to use the whip on your face," the headmistress warned her. "After five minutes of that, you'll be scarred for life!"
Whimpers grew in Sally's chest and turned to moans. She couldn't allow the whip to tear up her face. She knew she would have to protect herself from that even if it meant eating her own shit. Her lips trembled as they slowly parted, then the woman shoved four inches of the crop into her mouth.
"Close down around it and suck!" Miss Blanch hissed.
Sally cried but did as she was told. Quickly, a dirty brown taste spread over her tongue. At first she almost threw up but then her saliva diluted it and she managed to keep her stomach down. She sucked on the slender shaft, wiping it clean with her tongue as the headmistress sat back and laughed.
"Now, cunt!" Miss Blanch announced triumphantly. "Since you seem to like the leavings of your own asshole, I know you'll love mine!"
The woman twisted onto her knees facing away from Sally, then dipped her shoulders and tits to the floor and slowly backed up. Her weight was carried on widely spread knees which parted the lips of her cunt and the crack of her ass. Stunned, the young schoolgirl stared as the woman's asshole came closer, aimed straight for her face.
"Eat my asshole, bitch!" Miss Blanch hissed back at the shocked schoolgirl. "Lick it clean, then corn-hole your tongue up my shitter!"
Sally couldn't believe what she was hearing. She'd never heard of anything so preposterous in her life.
"Remember your face, cunt!" the woman screamed. "If you don't tongue-fuck my asshole, I'll leave you scarred and ugly for life!"
There was nothing else she could do. Even though it humiliated her, she would have to stick her tongue up Miss Blanch's shitter!
Tentatively, the tip of her tongue slipped out between her lips. She pushed forward with her head. When her nose entered the headmistress' ass-crease, she could smell the muskiness of the woman's asshole and cunt. The smell wasn't nearly as unpleasant as she had anticipated, not a bit like shit at all. In fact, there was something mysterious-almost enticing-about it since it was like no odor she'd ever smelled in her life. The woman's asshole was as white as the rest of her skin, like a small wrinkled pucker in the snow. It was only an inch in back of the rear of the pussy-slit and looked almost tiny in comparison. It was the first time Sally had ever been up close to a shit-hole, and it really didn't look dirty at all.
The tip of her tongue touched it. Quickly her tongue leaped back into her mouth. Something had tingled clear to the opening of her throat as if she had touched her tongue to a bare electrical wire. She tried it again, letting the tip of her tongue linger as it nudged against the center of her shit-hole.
She knew what she was doing was terribly m wrong, and an affront to the whole nature of things. Perhaps it was the thrill of doing something absolutely forbidden that had turned on that tingle of sexual pleasure.
She licked, dragging her wet tongue over the woman's exposed shit-hole. Sally gasped. This time the spear was deep in her guts. Even her pussy felt the point of pleasure as her cunt-hole started to go slick.
No! Sally almost screamed. She couldn't enjoy something that was so awful and it had to be the confusion in her mind. She had been fucked and abused so much in the past twenty-four hours that she knew she had to be mixed up. Fighting herself, and telling herself that she hated it, she used her tongue to bathe the headmistress' asshole clean.
"Ram your tongue in, pretty-pretty," the woman urged, lusty excitement heavy in her voice. "Curl it real tight and cornhole it right up my shitter!"
Sally groaned. Her tongue curled. Its tip centered on the closed asshole like a bulls eye inside the wrinkles. Her tongue encountered resistance and she stiffened it even more. By wiggling it, she was able to fuck the woman's ass-ring and edge her tongue inside.
"All the way in, bitch!" Miss Blanch hissed.
"I want your tongue all the way inside my guts!"
Sally whimpered but drove hard with her tongue. It pushed further inside her tight shit-hole. Once more she noticed the brown flavor she had tasted before on the riding crop but, again, the saliva in her mouth diluted it until it was nothing more than a trace. The ass-ring she was cornholing gripped down firmly on her tongue, wrapping the curl even tighter. Sally shoved, pushing her whole face into the spread ass-crack until her tongue was buried so far that the roots of it began to ache.
"That's right," Miss Blanch purred in pleasure. "Now cornhole it in and out." She called even further back to the colonel, asking him whether it wasn't his time up her ass.
He laughed and slapped Sally's naked ass, which was propped high into the air. His fingers spread the young girl's ass-crease but his cock-head sought out her cunt. With one wicked shove, he buried his prick in her pussy clear up to the closed end of his fuck-channel. The remnants of his cum and her new pussy-juices greased the length of his prick-shaft, but he took three or four more fuck-strokes to be sure. Then he hauled his fuck-pole out of her tight pussy and raised his slippery cock-head to the closed mouth of her ass. When he had the first half-inch of his cock-head crammed in her shitter, his hands sought out her hips.
Sally suddenly realized what was going on. Her shithole was under terrific pressure and something hot and hard was pushing at her ass-ring. She could feel the colonel's hands on the front of her hips dragging her back, and she realized it was a cock fucking her in the ass.
"No!" she shouted as her tongue ripped out of the headmistress' shit-hole and her head arched up to scream. "Your cock's too big for my asshole! It almost killed my cunt!"
Ribald male laughter rolled around her from the rear as the colonel continued to pull and shove. He had fucked many a tight virgin asshole and this little bitch wouldn't be the last. He was going to have his cock up her shitter even if it split the young girl in two.
"Aaeeiii!" Sally shrieked in a blood-curdling scream. What felt like a knife had just pierced her ass. The man's cock-head, as big as a small fist, had just popped through her ass-ring and was lodged tightly in her shitter.
But the colonel wasn't put off by the cries. The screams turned him on even more. Growling like an animal, he yanked back on her hips and fucked his cock with a mighty fuck-thrust.
"Eeeek!" the schoolgirl screamed, her throat choked with terror. Two more inches of cock fucked up her shit-hole.
"I can't stand it! It's ripping me! My asshole is tearing in two!" Her voice was a siren. "I'm dying! You're killing my shit-hole with your cock!"
The lusty man grunted and fucked three more inches inside. Assholes weren't like cunts-they could take all of his twelve inches inside. His cock was as thick as a salami and it stretched her shit-hole wide. But he wasn't going to be satisfied until he had it all buried inside her, then he would give her a cornholing she would never forget.
Sally's face bumped back into the headmistress' ass-crease and her lips closed over the mouth of the shitter. She sucked desperately, pulling asshole and surrounding flesh into her mouth in an unconscious attempt to escape the pain. Her tongue found the hole in the center and drove several inches inside. It swirled, boring a path, and if she could she would have crawled right up that shit-chute in a desperate attempt to escape the cornholing of her own ass.
"Aaeeii!" she screamed once again, blowing air up into the headmistress' ass when the colonel's cock finally fucked all the way into her guts. She felt her insides pushed out of place as his thick cock fucked into her asshole. Hairy sweating balls slapped at the gash of her cunt as his last inch of prick disappeared. Sobs were wracking the poor girl's chest as both Miss Blanch and the colonel sadistically laughed.
"Every bit of my horse-cock is in her shit-hole!" the man bellowed. "I can't see a single inch of my prick!"
"Ream her out!" the woman shouted. "Cornhole her shitty little ass!"
To Sally, she screamed: "You get to tongue-fucking my asshole, bitch, or I'll lash your face down to the bone!"
Sally plunged her tongue in and out of the woman's asshole. Her saliva was greasing it down. She worked her tongue like a small boy's prick, cornholing the headmistress with her mouth.
Her own shit-hole was on fire. It was stretched unbelievably far. And the prick's path going out hurt almost as much as the going in as the friction scraped at her tortured ass-ring. Her ass-muscles were fighting every inch of the intrusion even while his cock was retreating down her ass. Inside her, the walls of her intestines were collapsing back to their normal position as his thick cock was pulled out. But no his prick never totally left her asshole as the colonel kept his cock-head inside.
"Here it comes again!" He roared in laughter and rammed the entire length of his prick inside her with one fuck-stroke. In that second, Sally thought she would die from the pain as her intestines were invaded again. But this time there was no rest at the end of the fuck-stroke as the prick started its second retreat. Just a few heartbeats later, the cock was battering back in.
Sally's tongue licked around the inside walls of the woman's asshole, something desperate in the action. Her tongue was so far up the woman's shitter that it entered her ass and bathed every inch of her tender ass-flesh it could reach. Miss Blanch squirmed her face into the carpet and reached back under her body with her hands. Her fingers found her abnormally long clit and began to jerk on it like it was a miniature cock. Other fingers fucked into her pussy as the young girl's chin bumped into the back of her hand. Never before had she received such a good asshole rim-job, and the cum was already bubbling in her cunt.
The man looked past his belly to watch his cock fuck the young girl's ass. The natural butter of the student's ass had finally greased the way and he could fuck as fast and hard as he pleased. He was furiously fucking her asshole as he watched his cock disappear and ride back out.
Something inside Sally's guts had adjusted to the fucking of his cock. Her ass-ring had finally given up the fight of trying to keep his corn-holing prick outside. Muscles everywhere started to relax and the pain faded away. The tremendous pressure of his fucking continued, but most of the agony was gone.
His balls slapped her cunt clear down to the clit. The constant hammering of the hairy sac had finally stimulated her little nub. Her pussy was also reacting to the strong fucking that was just on the other side of a thin membrane. She couldn't tell now the difference between cunt and shitter, as if there was just one monstrous hole to fuck.
Her tongue flashed in and out of the headmistress' shit-hole, matching the cadence of the cock-strokes in her own ass. The woman's hands were busy working in her pussy and frigging her distended clit. Suddenly Miss Blanch's asshole fluttered even wider open, then pussy-juices squirted out of her cunt. They splashed against Sally's face, wetting her from ear to ear.
"I'm going to cum!" the colonel shouted, burying his cornholing cock deeply in the girl's guts. His cock-head swelled like a balloon, then shot cum far up into her intestines. His balls yanked up next to his body as his monstrous cock exploded again.
Sally could feel great globs of cum rocket into her and bathe her guts. The liquid fire set off her own explosion and her pussy ignited with fire. Her hips thrust up to meet each splashing eruption of jism as if her asshole was trying to suck his cock.
Miss Blanch leaped from Sally's tongue. The massive cum had made her whole body jerk. The woman crashed down oh the carpet, trembling.
The colonel's cock spurted one last time, then he rocked back on his heels. His prick popped wetly from the girl's stretched asshole, which promptly began to leak cum.
And Sally? Sally collapsed down onto her face. Her asshole, throat and cunt were all sore and swollen, but, after she passed out from exhaustion, there was a strange smile on her weary face.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Don't you see, my dear," the sadistic Miss Blanch told the frightened young schoolgirl. "We've got to get you ready for the party. Those nice boys don't want to come here with your whole body smelling of sweat and cum."
Sally was standing on the diving board to the indoor swimming pool, looking down at the crystal clear water that shimmered almost ten feet below. Much of the pool had been drained, leaving water only in the deep end where it still stood at least eight feet deep. The clean water drew the naked girl like a magnet, making her want desperately to step off the board into its refreshing depths. But there was a complication, one that Sally was uncertain about, and it made her more than reluctant to take that final step.
"What is this?" she asked, reaching down to wrap fingers around the rope that reached from the ceiling high overhead down to the diving board then back up to her cunt. Rudy and Wanda had smeared a thick, gooey mess into her pussy-hairs, then pressed the pad at the end of the rope to her cunt. The pad was shaped somewhat like the bottom of a saddle and it hugged her crotch from her asshole clear up above the top of her cunt-slit. She had tugged against the pad once or twice and found that it was tightly stuck, if not to her skin at least to the hair around her pussy. She might as well have had a collar around her neck, but she was leashed by her cunt-hair instead.
"It's just something to make things more interesting," the woman purred back at Sally from alongside the board. "That glue attaches itself to the pad and the cunt-hair almost like cement, even though it won't stick to the skin. But don't worry, dear. It dissolves in an instant in water. I can assure you that once you jump us into the pool, there won't be any of it stuck to you at all."
Sally looked dubious. She glanced down at her captured pussy then up at the ceiling to where the rope was attached. Then she peered at the water ten feet below.
"But the rope won't reach the water," she finally concluded, confusion in her eyes. "It'll only go about halfway down."
"Ah," the headmistress smiled, "you've discovered the little problem. You can't get your cunt-hair free without getting to the water, and you can't get to the water as long as you have any cunt-hair at all."
Miss Blanch's two assistants roared with laughter. Rudy unbuttoned his codpiece and took out his cock and waved it at Sally like he was wagging a finger.
"I'm not going anywhere," the young student said. "I know what will happen if I take a dive at the pool."
"But you see, dear," the woman insisted, "you can't go anywhere else, either. The rope's not long enough to let you get off the board."
Rudy stroked his prick for a few seconds then pointed to it, indicating that Sally should come down and suck his cock.
"Then I'll just stand here!" Sally said, determined. She'd suffered enough already without adding to it on her own. The only way she was going off the board was if all three of them came up and threw her off, and they'd already promised not to do that.
Miss Blanch turned around.
"Put that thing away, Rudy," she scolded her male assistant. "Nobody's going to suck you off right now."
Rudy frowned, sulking. He buttoned his throbbing prick back up inside his pants.
"I guess she'll need a little incentive," Miss Blanch sighed dramatically. She pointed to a doorway in the wall behind Sally. "Wanda, why don't you see if you can stir up a little motivation for her."
The red-haired Amazon smiled crookedly then walked into the small room behind the diving board. When she emerged, she was carrying a glass jar and a large plastic box. She handed the box to Rudy then stepped up on the diving board with Sally, to tip the jar over the girl's head.
"What's this?" Sally cried as the contents of the jar poured down over her head and shoulders. It streamed all the way down her naked body, feeling sticky everywhere it went.
"Just sugar water," was the answer Wanda gave her.
As it dried rapidly on her skin leaving a residue of sweetness, Sally tried to collect some of it in her hands to pour down inside the pad.
The headmistress was amused. "That's not enough," she chided Sally. "The pad will have to be immersed."
"They why did you pour it on me?" the schoolgirl pleaded.
"Because of this," Rudy answered, stepping up onto the diving board to take Wanda's place. He held the box high over Sally's head and opened the top, then tipped it and shook it from side to side.
At first Sally thought it was empty, then small specks began raining past her eyes. Finally what seemed like thousands of the tiny specks poured down and landed all over her body. Laughing, Rudy jumped back and slammed the top of the box. He threw it to the side, then joined the two women to watch.
At first Sally thought it was soot until the specks started crawling about. She glanced down at her left arm where at least fifty ants scrambled around. Wherever they encountered the remains of the sugar water, they stopped to take a bite of her skin.
"Eeeeek!" the schoolgirl squealed as she glanced over and saw ants scurrying around her tits. Her ass came alive from tiny bites and she slapped a hand into her left ass-cheek. Twenty dead ants were on her palm when she looked at it, then she twisted at the waist to stare behind. Hundreds of the little monsters were still running about her ass taking bites every few dozen steps.
"Help me!" Sally screamed, slapping at her body with her hands. No matter how many of the pests she managed to kill, there were still thousands more. Her body was afire for tiny pinpoint bites of sharp mandibles, and the terrified girl was sure she was losing her mind.
"Noooo!" she shrieked. "Aaeeiii!"
"The water, girl!" Miss Blanch yelled at her and frightened eyes whirled toward the headmistress. Horror was written all over the young student's face as all three of the others waved their arms toward the pool.
"The pool!" Rudy shouted. "The water will wash them away!"
Sally whipped back to the end of the diving board and frantically searched the surface of the water. Her screams were almost continual from the pain of the bites and the scurrying of little feet on her skin. It was like a fire was trying to consume her, and it pushed her from the end of the board.
"My cunt!" she screamed as she went headfirst toward the water only to be snatched back hard by the rope. Whole patches of her pussy hair tore out immediately but the rest of it resisted for the second it took to stop her fall. Her feet seemed to bounce back toward the ceiling as the pad stayed glued to her cunt. Her screams turned to mindless shrieks as the rest of her pores finally gave way. With all of her cunt-hair ripped out, she fell head down into the water to wash the ants from her tortured skin.
* * *
Sally's pussy-mound ached. There wasn't a single healthy pore left. Her cunt was as bald as it had been the day she was born. She still almost cried when she remembered breaking back to the surface of the pool and looking up to where pussy-hair clung to the pad.
And the torture didn't look like it would ever end. She sat on her naked ass on the cold floor of the dungeon strapped to a post up her back with her feet spread wide and clamped on the floor. Alligator clips at the end of long slender wires were torturing her swollen nipples with another clip at her clit. Her arms were stretched out straight in front of her face, and she didn't dare let them drop down.
Upper-body exercise, Wanda had sneered when she labeled it-outright torture was more to the point. Two metal bracelets were locked to her wrists, and thin rods reached up from the bracelets. A wire between the tip of the rods acted as a switch between two other wires that controlled the electricity to her tits and clit. Drop the arms and the electricity would flow to sear into her tits and cunt. Hold her arms up and the current was broken even though the effort strained in her shoulders. It wasn't much of a choice.
"Please don't do this to me!" she cried, pleading to all three of her tormentors in turn. Each of them laughed at her feeble prostrations and settled back to watch the show.
The alligator clips had bitten severely when they had been put into place. The nipples had been first and the teeth nipped sharply into the flesh of the buds, and Sally had tried to take them off. But a show of the riding crop laying alongside her cheek had reminded her of the threat. Cross Miss Blanch and Sally'd never recognize herself when she looked in the mirror again. The little nubby clit had suffered the worse, and it had felt like a small animal was biting her flesh. But soon all three pinched buds began to go numb, turning the pain into just a discomfort.
After the bracelets were attached and the wires strung, Miss Blanch had said: "Now you can take the clips off, my dear. All you have to do is to get your hands down far enough to do it."
Fine, Sally had thought. Now how in the hell was that possible? Her feet were clamped to the floor and her back was strapped so there was no chance of standing up. Perhaps if she raised one hand higher than the other, it would allow her fingers to reach her tit.
"Ouch!" the naked young schoolgirl cried as the maneuvering caused the wires to touch. The electricity flowed for just a brief instant but it was enough to shock her tits and clit.
"Damn!" Sally muttered to herself and glanced up over her head. Perhaps the wooden post rising from behind her wasn't part of the circuit and she could break the thin wire back there. She raised her hands even higher and started them back toward her shoulders, being careful not to dip them at all. Slowly they passed over the hot wires of the circuit as she bent her wrists toward the back.
"Aaeeii!" she screamed when the wire touched the plates she hadn't been able to see from the floor. She shrieked when she jerked her arms back and pulled the wire down onto the wires in front. With her body shaking from the brutal shocking pain, she willed her arms to be still. She broke the circuit and gasped in relief as the burning fire left her tits and cunt.
Why did they have to make hands so heavy? Each of them felt like it weighed thirty pounds. Sally never realized how tiring it could be just to hold up your arms. If she didn't know better she would have sworn her shoulders were breaking and her muscles were pulling loose.
She decided that was silly. It really shouldn't be that much effort. After all, she was young and strong and hands and arms couldn't weigh that much.
Oh, God! Moans leaked from her chest. How terribly wrong she was!
"They hurt!" she blubbered, her arms beginning to shake. They had each risen now to a hundred pounds and they felt like they were about to fall off.
"Then do something about it, dear," Miss Blanch purred like a hungry tiger.
"I can't get loose!" Sally cried, her arms wobbling up and down.
"Oh, there's one way," the headmistress assured her. "All you have to do is find it for yourself."
"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!" Sally yelped, desperately searching around. There was no way that she saw to get free without touching the wires, something that was going to happen anyway in just a second or two. Her nipples crinkled in anticipation of the pain and her clit tried to recede and hide. But the alligator clips kept all three captive awaiting the flow of the current.
Her arms collapsed. She could hold them up no more. The wire fell down and made contact. Electricity ripped into both of her tits, causing her tits to leap about. The current froze her chest in the middle of a breath, and suddenly the young girl was without air. Sparks flew down the length of her wet pussy, burning up her cunt-hold and deep into her ass. Every nerve in her body was fired at the same time, and each of them were shrieking in pain.
Her mouth was open and she was trying to scream, but no sound escaped her locked chest. Her whole body shook and bounced on her ass-cheeks, and her thighs beat a drumroll on the floor. Her mind was exploding with brilliant flashing white lights and saliva was running down her chin.
Her body pitched forward against the strap with her head flying toward her knees. Her shoulders rolled and drove her arms downward with her head, and suddenly there was a snap high overhead.
Immediately the current stopped. The thin wire had been broken. Air gasped into her lungs, and the pain began to recede. But the shock had left her so drained of strength that she couldn't sit erect and she bent over with the strap cutting her waist.
Rudy freed her from the post as Wanda stamped her feet. Sally rolled to the floor, laying naked on the cold stone.
"Too bad," Miss Blanch mocked her. "I told you there was a way out."
Sally didn't answer but followed the pointing finger to a switch on the post just inches above where her head had been. She cried when she saw it, tears streaking her cheeks. All she would have had to do was reach back with her hand.
The headmistress laughed. Rudy and Wanda joined in. To the young schoolgirl, the rancorous sound was as much torture as the electricity had been.
* * *
"Do you hear that, my little chickadees?" Miss Blanch hissed through her teeth. "Our little girl needs to take a piss."
"I do, too," Rudy exclaimed.
"So do I," Wanda taunted. "What's so special about her?"
Sally lay sprawled on her back atop a canvas mat on the floor. Her arms and legs were spread-eagled with her wrists and ankles locked into clamps. Her lower abdomen was distended a bit from the press of a full bladder. She hadn't pissed since early that morning, long before the colonel had reamed out all of her fuck-holes.
"Please let me go to the bathroom," she begged. "It's beginning to hurt."
The three of them walked off and left her alone on the floor. Sally gritted her teeth, and wished she could cross her legs. She tried to force her mine? away from the pressure and managed to push some of it away.
She wondered about the time and even briefly about the day. Could everything really have happened that she remembered since she had awakened that morning? And that came on the heels of a long night mostly spent in the dungeon. Ever since the time out on the lawn the previous afternoon, she had been almost constantly fucked and abused. There wasn't a fuck-hole in her body that remained private. All of them had been reamed out by cocks. She'd swallowed so much cum and pussy-juices that it was a surprise her stomach wasn't afloat. If they'd only relent and let her piss, she thought she could face whatever might come next.
The headmistress and her two assistants walked back over. The sadistic grins on all three of their faces sent a cold chill down Sally's spine.
"We all need to piss," Miss Blanch purred. "So I guess we'll have to solve our problem in our own special way."
Rudy laughed and unbuttoned his codpiece. His cock throbbed out hard and long. Wanda worked her fingers at the front of her leather garment and the whole crotch piece came away. Fiery cunt-hair boiled out of the opening like a small wave of angry red.
Rudy moved in, dropping to his knees. He pulled a small pillow over and used it to brace up the back of Sally's hips. He twisted on his long prick with his fingers as if screwing it tighter to his body. Then he scooted forward, bumping his knees into her ass-cheeks, and lined his cock-head up with her cunt.
"No!" the battered young schoolgirl wailed. "Don't fuck my pussy now. I've got to piss and it's already painful and your prick will hurt me too much!"
He ignored her as she was afraid he would. Hard cock-head bumped between the lips of her pussy and jabbed at the mouth of her cunt-hole. Slowly he pushed his thick prick inside her, running it all the way to the end of her fuck-channel.
"Oooow!" Sally groaned as her bladder was depressed. His cock was so huge inside her that it pushed hard against the strained membrane full of piss. The ache in her guts grew in unbelievable proportions, and she was afraid that she would piss right there on the floor.
"Does that feel good, bitch?" he sneered down at her. "How would you like some good, hard fucking?"
"I can't stand it!" the schoolgirl cried. "It hurts too much!"
Never had she known that having to take a piss could cause so much agony. It hurt as bad as when the colonel's cock had speared into her throat and ass. Desperately her head thrashed as her eyes searched frantically about, but all she could see was the twisted faces of the women full of perverted glee.
Wanda laughed and stepped over. She placed one foot on each side of Sally's head. The young
Ml girl glanced up at the red-haired pussy with the cunt-lips that looked so big. Slowly, the woman stooped, her ass coming down until her gaping cunt-lips were just inches from Sally's face.
The young girl moaned. She didn't want to eat cunt. All she wanted right then was to take a roaring piss before it broke out uncontrollably in a flood.
"Go!" Rudy yelled as his cock grew still in Sally's cunt. Then his whole cock-shaft seemed to swell, and a wet heat began growing at the end of the young girl's pussy-channel. The change of sensation startled her and she lifted her face slightly to see. Rudy was holding the base of his cock in one hand, with his prick half-buried in her cunt.
Then something hot and stinging splashed into her face. The flood of piss swarmed up her nose. Her head pitched back and slammed against the canvas mat and her bleary eyes stared up at Wanda's cunt. The woman was holding her pussy-lips spread and a golden stream was arching out from her piss-hole. It gushed down and splattered over Sally's nose and mouth.
"No!" she tried to gasp but, as soon as her bps parted, her mouth was filled up with piss. Its acrid taste burned at her tongue as it washed up into the back of her nose. Fighting for breath, she gulped a mouthful down, feeling piss burn all the way to her stomach.
Her cunt was a caldron, boiling and bubbling, until the piss washed out past the penetrating cock. It swirled through the terrified schoolgirl's pussy-gash then streamed down over her ass.
Miss Blanch got into the act. She straddled Sally's body with a foot on each side of the tits, then hiked her white gown up to her waist. Holding the cloth out of the way, she hunkered down and sent a stream of piss hissing into the girl's tits. Her nipples were battered one after the other by the flood as the headmistress rolled her ass to spread her hot piss around.
"Aaargh!" the humiliated girl gargled, piss bubbling in her throat as she tried to clear the way for another desperate gasp of air.
On and on it went as if it would never end, piss boiling in her cunt-hole and splashing over her face and tits. Her bladder, urged by the smell and the taste, finally let go and added its own golden stream hissing from her piss-hole. It broke against the man's abdomen to splash back on Sally's cunt and stomach, adding her own piss to that which was already debasing her tortured naked body.
CHAPTER NINE
They had treated her like a dog all along so it came as no surprise when they began to make that humiliation real. First they had washed her down with a water hose streaming icy water all over her body. The nozzle was even shoved into her cunt-hole and mouth to wash away all the traces of piss.
"Now little bitch dog," the headmistress hissed, "here's a nice leash and collar for your neck. It should help you determine your status in life, which is one step up from a cur on the street."
Sally moaned. How much further down could she stoop? The physical torture was bad enough, but they were also trying to break her spirit. She felt like an animal that had been dragged in through the door, or maybe just a hunk of raw meat to fuck. She'd already been shamed so deeply that she no longer turned red when they piled a new embarrassment on.
Every one of them was naked. Wanda and Rudy had shrugged from their leather garments and Miss Blanch had pulled the gown off over her head. Rudy's cock was throbbing hard and looked like a club, and Wanda's ass-cheeks, twitched as she walked. The red-haired woman still wore heels. Miss Blanch was a cloud of snowy white blowing through the dungeon. The occasional purring of her voice did little to hide the riding crop she still held in her hand.
"Heel!" the headmistress commanded as she stood erect in the middle of the room. The leash was held tightly in her left hand, which draped down along her leg. The other end of the leather strap was attached to the collar that fit around the schoolgirl's neck. Sally whimpered, not knowing what was expected.
Swack! The riding crop snapped down onto her back.
Smack! A completely different whip flashed from the back of the girl with the tip snapping against Sally's naked ass. The young girl screamed at the double blow and felt her left leg almost go numb. Frightened, she twisted her head back to look behind her and Wanda stood naked and tall with the handle of a bullwhip in her hand. The lash curled and ran along the floor.
"What do I do?" the poor girl cried.
"Shut up!" the woman screamed and thrashed Sally's back again with the crop. The lash of the bullwhip hissed through the air and bit her right ass-cheek right in the center. That leg, too, went as numb as the other, and Sally was afraid she would fall on her face.
"Bitch dogs can't talk!" Miss Blanch snarled. "All they can do is listen!"
The headmistress explained about sitting alongside her left leg and staying beside the master when a dog was led on a leash. As Wanda waited eagerly for another excuse to use the bullwhip, Sally followed the pale-skinned woman around the room. The young girl walked on hands and knees on. the hard, cold stone. Each time one of her knees came down, she had to wince from the pain, but the threat of the in bullwhip kept her moving along. When Miss Blanch stopped, Sally would scurry to sit back on her heels carefully aligned with the ivory tower of the headmistress' left leg.
She dropped the leash. "Sit," she said, pushing a hand toward Sally's face. Then she turned and walked twenty feet away, where she pivoted back and stared at the girl.
What was she expected to do? Just sit there, she supposed. She glanced over at the naked Rudy slowly pumping a hand up and down his long cock, then back over her shoulder toward Wanda.
This time she saw it coming. Smack! The lash burned a streak of fire across her back as the tip curled around her body and snapped against the side of her right tit.
"No!" Sally cried, grabbing at her damaged tit. Her body curled then rolled to the floor. As soon as she landed, the bullwhip was back searing her skin again. It fell three or four more times before Miss Blanch snarled for her to get up and sit still.
Sally pushed herself up. She sat back on her heels. She kept her body and head rigidly forward toward the headmistress and the bullwhip grew quiet again.
"There, my little bitch dog," Miss Blanch purred. "That's what you must do." She waved her hand toward herself. "This tells you to come up to my side and heel."
Sally tried it and ran into the riding crop. The headmistress forced the young girl to walk on hands and knees around behind the legs before kneeling at the woman's side.
They kept it up for almost an hour, teaching Sally all of the tricks. They taught her to fetch, to guard, and even how to hunch down to piss like a female dog. All three of them took turns in leading her around, and the bullwhip was only used another time or two. With such motivation the young girl was quick to learn how to debse herself even more.
"Now, my dear, you'll learn how bitch dogs get acquainted," Miss Blanch directed. "When one meets another dog it goes up and smells the other's asshole. They can tell the difference, you see, between a number of shitters."
Wanda reached back and spread her ass-cheeks, bending a little at the hips. The young schoolgirl was led over and her face was forced into the woman's ass. The tip of her nose bumped against the shit-hole and she sucked the musky smell in. The red-haired Amazon twisted her hips trying to screw her asshole back onto Sally's nose. But before she managed the young girl was pulled away by the leash.
Next, Rudy opened his ass-cheeks and Sally stared at the hairy spot. It was a wonder he was ever able to shit at all without getting everything all tangled up. She didn't have much more time to marvel at his ass-crack, however, as her face was forced in between. Her nose jammed through the sticky strands of hair to nuzzle against an asshole with a much stronger smell. The odor rolled into her nose and even spread a taste into the back of her mouth. Then she was pulled back and it was the headmistress' turn.
Miss Blanch handed the leash to Wanda, then reached back and spread open her ass-cheeks. She bent forward at the hips to let Sally see the pale little asshole that she would be smelling next. This time the young schoolgirl needed no urging. She crept forward on her hands and knees and lifted her face up to the woman's ass. She pushed her face between the woman's ass-cheeks and centered the tip of her nose on the white asshole that was waiting. The pale flesh resisted but the push on the nose was strong, and the tip ran inside the ass-ring of the woman. Sally breathed in her slightly musky shit-hole.
She'd never admit it, of course, but Sally could actually tell the difference in the smells of their shit-holes, and she wondered whether all people's asses were like that. Was each asshole so different that even an inexperienced young girl would be able to tell just whose shitter she had her nose tightly jammed up? Wanda's asshole had smelled wild in some strange way, as if it was that of a panther or mountain lion. Rudy's had more the odor of classical shit, with flecks of the brown stuff caught on the hairs around his puckered ass. Miss Blanch's shit-hole had virtually no smell at all.
"She likes it," Rudy laughed, once again jerking on his cock. "She gets a kick out of having her nose up some asshole!"
Sally pulled back her face and lowered her eyes to her hands on her knees.
"If she likes asshole so much," Wanda sneered at the man, "why don't you give her something for her own? Miss Blanch," the female assistant asked, "is it time for her feet in the stirrups?"
The woman stood up and turned around to the girl. She stared down with coldly burning red eyes.
"Yes," she hissed. "Get the young bitch up on the table!"
They grabbed Sally and hauled her by the arms across the dark room to where a padded high table stood near one wall. It was modeled after the ones in a doctor's office. The top was almost as high as the young girl's waist, with thick padding on top of the narrow platform. At one end rose two shiny metal poles with stirrups mounted on their ends. Straps and buckles had been added so the feet could be locked into place. Only once had Sally ever been in such a device when her mother took her to a gynecologist after her periods had started. She had felt so humiliated that single time with her feet propped high and her pussy gaping open that she had sworn she'd never get back in its grasp again.
"Oh, no," she moaned as the two assistants forced her up onto the table, then twisted her legs around to the stirrups. While Wanda raised her legs, Rudy forced the young girl toward the poles on the end. Her feet were belted into the stirrups, then Rudy was pushing again. Her whole ass was levered up into the air with her feet widely spread and her pussy flowered wide open. Then Rudy pinned her down motionless to the padding. When they were through, her cunt was hiked into the air with her cunt-lips gaping open, and her asshole was readily in view.
"Please leave me alone," Sally begged, knowing that her pleas would do no good. But still she had to try as if searching for one shred of decency hiding somewhere in their souls. But, as she figured, it all went for naught as the headmistress and her assistants simply laughed.
"Rudy," the woman purred, "didn't you want some of that tight schoolgirl asshole?"
The man nodded eagerly, twisting his hand around the thick shaft of his prick. His eyes stared greedily at the small brown bud winking out for the girl's spread ass-cheeks.
"And Wanda," the headmistress continued, "haven't you been waiting to feed the little bitch some of your cunt?"
The redhead nodded.
"Then the two of you better get started. It's not too long before the boys get here for the party."
Oh, God, Sally gasped to herself. Maybe it really wouldn't ever end!
Rudy kicked over a small wooden box to the end of the table at Sally's ass. He stepped up onto it and reached out his hand to probe fingers at her asshole and pussy. The box lined his prick up with her crotch so he could fuck her any way that he wanted. He held the base of the thick cock in the fingers of one hand and pushed his swollen cock-head into the lips of her cunt.
"Let's just get this fucker greased a bit with her cunt-juices!" He grinned. "Then I'll be ready to cornhole her ass."
Sally squealed, unable to force words through her frustration. Her guts already ached from just the thought of Rudy's large prick stirring around in the shit of her ass.
Cock rammed deeply into her cunt as the red-haired Wanda crawled up on the table. The woman placed a knee on both sides of Sally's head, bringing her cunt to within a couple of inches of the girl's mouth. Sally looked straight up into a swirl of fiery pussy-hair, then on up past her stomach to the underside of Wanda's tits.
"Eat cunt, bitch!" the Amazon hissed at the young schoolgirl then sat down on her face. Juicy pussy smothered into Sally's mouth and nose, and the girl gasped air through the corner of her lips.
The heady smell of cunt washed over her face and made her mind swirl as if it was some kind of drug. Almost automatically, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to lick up the length of her dripping cunt-slit. The past couple of days had made her an accomplished cuntticker and cock-sucker and it was almost as if instincts had taken over. She lapped her clit out of its folds of flesh and pulled it into her mouth. Her lips closed down over it.
"She really knows how to eat pussy!" Wanda purred, fucking her cunt down even firmer onto the young girl's face. "If I'd known that, I'd have had her eating out my cunt morning, afternoon, and night!"
"Her cunt is sucking on my prick like a mouth," Rudy added. "Maybe I'll fuck it again after I cornhole her ass!"
The long prick slid out of her pussy, glistening with the juices from her cunt-hole. Rudy punched his cock-head up against her puckered shitter and leaned hard with all of his weight. Three inches of his monstrous fucker fucked into Sally's ass-ring.
"Mmmmmmph!" she cried up into Wanda's pussy, blowing the air of her screams up her cunt-hole. The red-haired Amazon squirmed atop the schoolgirl's face at the new sensation.
All twelve inches of his throbbing cock fucked up her shit-hole, pushing everything inside her to the side. As prick rammed back and forth brutally inside her, her ass-ring finally gave up. It relaxed and submitted to his ass-fucking cock but still ran a clenching ring of pressure up and down his cornholing cock-shaft.
Pussy-juices were smeared from ear to ear. Wanda's cunt-hole squirted almost as much as Miss Blanch's. Huge mouthfuls of her pussy-nectar collected on the back of Sally's tongue and she gulped it down. Once again she was drinking from the fountain of a pussy.
Cock thundered in her asshole, reaming it out with battering fuck-strokes. Each time it rammed in she could feel her shit-hole stretch to gobble down long, hard prick.
Fingers played at her cunt, running down her slippery cunt-slit. Rudy's hand was playing at her pussy-flesh as if cornholing her ass wasn't enough. One fingertip rubbed at her tingling clit as his thumb fucked inside her cunt-hole. Then he turned the hand around, reversing the fingers, and his thumb pressed down on her cut.
One finger slipped inside. It probed into her cunt-hole and rubbed all around the inside walls. Her body reacted to the friction. A second finger rammed inside with the first, then the two of them scissored apart. Her pussy-hole was stretched from side to side until his fingers closed back up.
Wanda had ridden up onto the crest of a series of small cums. Her pussy would clamp down on Sally's tongue then release it as her cunt-mouth flared wide. Hot rushes of pussy-juices were washing over the young girl's face running down her neck and even into her ears. Wanda hunched with her cunt, smearing the sopping wet pussy from Sally's chin clear up onto her nose.
"Look at her asshole eating my cock!" Rudy called to the headmistress. The woman stepped closer. She laughed when she saw the brown butter of Sally's asshole staining the length of his prick as it fucked out and in. She walked around to the front of the table where Sally was eating out Wanda's cunt. She watched for a few seconds while the red-haired woman squirted pussy-juices into the girl's mouth and over the face, then went back and gathered her riding crop in her hand. She brought it back to the tortured girl's body and stood to the side. The crop pulled back up over her shoulder, then crashed down on the girl's naked unprotected tits.
Sally's body tried to leap from the pain but she was held down by the straps. She was also pinned by cunt in her face and hard cock far up her asshole. In her pussy, a third finger had joined the first two and had begun to spread her apart. Rudy could look down the side of his head clear down into her gaping cunt-hole.
The fourth finger was more difficult. It was the shortest one. He had to nudge the other three deep inside her pussy to squeeze that finger into her cunt. He could feel the lower part of her body tremble as the four fingers forced their way. Then he fucked his cock even more brutally into her asshole so she would forget what was happening to her pussy.
It hurt. Oh yes, it really hurt! The four fingers were spreading Sally wide open as they continued to slide into her cunt. She could feel the pressure of both his cock and his fingers on both sides of the membrane that kept her cunt-hole and ass apart. She squeaked deep in her chest from the pain when the fingers rammed in clear up to the top of his palm. The knuckles bruised the mouth of her pussy as he fucked four fingers in with the cadence of his ass-fucking cock.
Sally thought she was about to drown. Wanda's pussy was now pouring like a small river as the wave of cums grew bigger and bigger. The schoolgirl's throat kept working again and again to swallow her cunt-juices down.
She groaned when the top of Rudy's palm forced its way into her tortured cunt-hole. Her ass was being fucked almost silly by his marauding prick, splitting her attention between the twin pains. At the same time, pussy was smothered down over her face.
The tortured schoolgirl tried to howl when the thumb began to work into her pussy. Her cunt was stretched so far now that she knew it had to tear.
Suddenly something seemed to give and his hand rammed in clear to the base of the thumb. With one mighty shove, Rudy drove the whole hand the rest of the way in then clenched his fist as her pussy closed around his wrist.
She was being fist-fucked! Cock was also cornholing her ass. Wanda's pussy was streaming cunt-juices into her face, and Miss Blanch was beating her tender titties with the riding crop. Everything seemed to come at the frightened young schoolgirl all at once as she was tortured and sexually abused. Never before had she felt such powerful sensations.
No longer could she really tell her asshole and cunt apart, and it felt like she had just one large hole with half the world stuffed inside. The prick in her asshole was big. The male fist in her cunt-hole felt like a battering ram as it fucked back and forth in her pussy. The riding crop crashed down again and again, almost ripping her nipples from her tits. The flood of pussy-juices covering her face and even leaking into her hair was so hot it felt like it would scald.
"I'm going to blast cum right up this bitch's asshole while I fist-fuck her cunt!" Rudy groaned as his balls began to bubble. His cock swelled and got ready to spit jism up her corn-hole shitter.
"I'm cumming in her face!" Wanda shrieked and arched her back, her cunt getting ready to explode. The series of cums had grown to a tidal wave!
"Now!" the headmistress hissed, and crashed the whip into Sally's tits.
The whole world exploded for the young girl. Pussy-juices flooded into her face. Her intestines were filled with hot male cum and the fist shook violently in her cunt.
Her own pussy rocketed then blasted as she trembled, lost in the brutal intensity of both the pleasure and pain.
CHAPTER TEN
There were almost twenty of them led in by the colonel, who was splendidly decked out in a brown uniform trimmed with bright ribbons and shiny brass. A few of the male students were older than Sally but the bulk of them were about the same age, and tailing along behind were a couple of younger boys.
"Atten-hut!" the colonel ordered them when they were lined up in files in the middle of the headmistress' expansive room. Then he had them sit down on the thick white carpet, facing up the small stairs to where Sally quietly stood.
She was naked-she almost didn't remember how long it had been since she had worn any clothes. Her slender wrists were bound behind her back by heavy cord. Rudy and Wanda really didn't have to bother with keeping her from running because if she got away there was no where to go. Resisting would add to their fun as they tracked her down with bullwhips and riding crops.
The colonel stomped up the short stairs, taking the riding crop from Miss Blanch's hand and shooing away the headmistress' assistants to stand next to the naked bound girl.
"Now, gentlemen," he spoke as if in a military briefing room, "this is the terrain of the battle. I'm going to point out some of the geographical features and I want you to take mental notes."
He made Sally turn a full circle, showing her bare tits and ass. When the boys had gotten a good look all around her body, the colonel faced her again to the front.
"You'll notice the battleground has lots of hills and valleys and I want to point out a special few. These twin peaks are part of your primary objective and I want someone to keep them in control all the time."
He slapped Sally's tits with the riding crop, then played with her nipples with the tip of the whip.
"Up here on the crests are the most sensitive areas so make sure you keep them in your grasp."
The tip of the crop traveled up, trailing across her chin to her lips.
"This spot is one of the choice locations on the battlefield so I want somebody's weapon in there at all times. Some of you more ambitious boys with longer rifles may try to get all the way back into the narrow cave."
Sally blushed. She had thought she had forgotten how to do it. But the colonel was talking about ramming cock clear down into her throat in front of a collection of boys.
The crop traveled down her stomach and nestled inside her cunt-slit. It wormed around until it found her pussy and poked an inch inside.
"Now this," he said, "is a position that someone should fill all the time. You'll have to be hard, men, because you'll come under a little bit of pressure. And when you run out of ammunition, get out of there and let someone else who's loaded up have a chance. It's going to get a little swampy, but don't let that deter you from doing your job."
He forced Sally to turn around and bend at the waist. He kicked her legs slightly apart. The tip of the riding crop found the wrinkled bud of her asshole and probed.
"Now, this is where you're going to meet the greatest resistance," he warned his cadre of boys. "But that only makes the reward for persistence even greater. Some of you men with the stiffest constitution should punch through the breach and force your way inside!"
He tossed the riding crop to the side.
"Now, are there any questions, men?"
One of the older boys raised his hand. "When are we going to get to fuck her, sir?"
"Why, right now, son," the colonel said, planting a hand squarely in Sally's back and shoving her head-long down the stairs. She left her feet, tumbling forward as she went down, and crashed onto the carpet into the middle of the first file of boys. They were on her like a pack of wolves, hands grabbing titties, cunt and ass. Bits and pieces of brown school uniforms flew into the air as twenty males converged on the young girl. A small cock, almost as thin as a pencil, was shoved between her lips, then that boy was pushed aside to make room for a solid
ISO mouth-fucking by one of the bigger youths. Three hands pawed at her pussy and one at her ass and finally she was flipped over onto her back. The face-fucker rode her like a bucking bronco, ending up on top with his throbbing prick buried clear to the opening of her throat. Another boy mounted her and fucked cock into her cunt.
Sally glanced to the sides, looking around the boy's body out of the corner of her eyes. All around her were other naked males with cocks jutting out hard. Some of them were beating on their pricks, jacking them off in the excitement of watching the schoolgirl get fucked.
"Her pussy is tight and wet," the boy between her legs whistled as he ran his long, thin cock clear to the end of her cunt. The prick in her mouth was a thick slab of cock almost as big as that on both of the men. Around her were throbbing cocks of almost every size.
"Ah!" the face-fucker exclaimed as he bathed her tonsils with blasts of sticky cum, sending cum washing back along her tongue and out the corners of her lips. Soon he pulled away and another boy took his place, holding Sally by the ears as he fucked his cock between her teeth. In the surrounding circle there was encouragement and cheers, the others trying to urge on the fucking ones to hurry up and blast off their balls. And as soon as one did, another would take his place as they chain-fucked the young girl without giving her a chance to catch her breath. Somewhere along the way she was flipped over onto the chest and stomach of one of the older boys, and he fucked her pussy with a hefty cock. Without pause, another drove his tiny prick between her leaking lips. His little fuck-pole didn't even reach the back of her tongue, and she knew some of the boys had some growing to do before they'd ever be called a man.
With her ass propped up by the cock in her pussy from beneath, some hidden youth lined up his prick with her asshole and pushed his fuck-pole deep into her bowels. His cock corn-holed her in quick gliding fuck-strokes, and it wasn't long until it was firing cum far up her tight shitter.
One, two, three, four, five . . . and a whole lot more. Sally had lost count of how many of them had jetted cum into one of her fuck-holes. And it really didn't matter, she decided, as she collapsed onto the boy's sweating chest. By the time they got around to all twenty the first time, some of the earlier ones would be ready for more. She didn't know how many times a young boy could shoot cum, but she had heard it wasn't unusual for them to do it three, or maybe even more.
And when all twenty of the boys got tired of fucking her mouth, cunt and asshole, there were four older people watching and getting turned on to the scene. No doubt they would then fall upon her then, fucking cunts and cocks into her face for her to lick and suck. Rudy and the colonel would want to fuck her cunt and cornhole her ass, and she finally knew for certain that the fucking and sucking would never end.
And that was all right, she finally decided, because her own pussy was in an uproar. All the pricks, large and small, had stirred something inside her that had just waited to be freed. Her mouth watered for the taste of more cocks and a few pussies, and her own cunt was pouring out fuck-juices into the swampy mess of the boy's cum. The more they fucked her, the hotter she became, and she was even wishing for the riding crop and bullwhip to overlay the pressure with a little pain. For only then would everything be totally complete for her pussy to blast off, and sail her mind out of sight.
