Valencia found it unbelievable that such a thing could be happening to her. Nobody had ever dared raise a hand to her in her life. But after that last little escapade with the shoplifting kick, and the all night orgy where Tommy shot up and into her deep hole, her father had simply given up on her in shock of despair, and turned her over to Madame Dominique's Bondage School.
"Don't worry about it, we'll teach her to behave," Madame Dominique had assured her father.
"All I want is for her to keep out of trouble. It took a fortune to suppress this scandal. I don't care what you do with her, or what little scars you leave on her tender body. All I want is for her to learn not to do anything in public that will get us into trouble and ruin her reputation. Under the rug or not at all. And if this is hypocrisy, the world runs on appearances and that is what I want her to learn."
"I shall teach this lesson to her firmly and mercilessly. I assure you that when she returns to you, she will obey every command you give her." Madame Dominique, again, assured the father.
"That's what I want," he answered.
Valencia had been bundled off in a car, her hands tied behind her back and a black kerchief knotted into her mouth. She had tried to scream out her protests, to get the attention of passing vehicles, but she was rendered mute.
Madame Dominique casually opened up Valencia's shirt and popped the breasts out. Valencia never wore a bra, leaving her big and luscious tits to bob and swing as much as they wanted to. They were indeed mammoth, well shaped boobs, with large ruby red nipples, long and proud breasts.
"I can see why you get into these troubles. You have a really far out body. Well, it will have all of the sexual exercise that it is used to. You can be sure of that, sex is one satisfaction that my school des not deny to its pupils."
With a wicked laugh Madame Dominique began to play with the tits of her prisoner. She thumbed the nipples, kneaded and squeezed them, caressed and stroked them hot and bothered. Her hands opened up the hot pants of the nubile young girl and she ran her fingers through the wild growth of black hair, her nails rubbing and scratching the sex lips and clitoris. The girl certainly had a knockout body. Her face was also sensational. She had even, clean-cut and sharply chiseled features with large black eyes matching her long dark mass of waist length hair. She certainly was one hell of a stunning and classical beauty. Exquisite and enchanting all the way.
"Let's have some fun."
Madame Dominique stripped her prisoner stark naked. Then her fingers poked at the lips of the cunt. She pressed the outer lips apart, stroking and stimulating the inner lips as she sucked the long nipple tips into her mouth and bit into them. Her own mass of golden blonde honey colored hair came undone and she shook it out over the face of her reluctant sex prey.
She began to fingerfuck the girl, her four fingers closing around in the wet cave. It was easy to make the naked girl come, she was so turned on to sex that she could not suppress a reaction. Dominique bit down into the nipples, plucking at them as her mouth began to twist and turn from side to side with great rapidity.
"My sweet and delicious darling." Valencia kicked out with her legs and arched her back trying to get free of her tormenter. Her body was covered with a thick flow of sweat and her pussy was afire with the flames stoked up by Dominique. The evil eyed dominatress dropped her mouth down to the hot box and began to suck off the cunt. She shoved her tongue into the cunt, her long pink tongue sliding all of four inches out of her mouth to stroke and rub the insides of the lips and the tube of the pussy. She began to chew and gnaw on the clit and the lips, making her prey come again and again, wild orgasms and gigantic climaxes.
Valencia was almost delirious from coming by the time the journey ended and they arrived at their destination.
She was shoved stark naked out of the car, her thighs spotted with come juice, dried pussy fluid all over her pelvis and thighs mixed with sweat, giving the jeering and laughing chorus of onlooking girls something to gape at.
Madame Dominique held her up on staggering legs. Her hand continued to fingerfuck the cunt, the girls gathering around to watch the domination.
"We have a new pupil with us, girls. This is Valencia, and she is going to be right at home with you fucking scum sluts. And I can assure you that she has a sweet eating out cunt that will be a true delight to one and all. And now to bed her down for her initiation, Rose."
The girl, Rose, came forward. Through bleary eyes Valencia saw that Rose was stark naked save for something wedged up her hairy golden cunt and pins thrust right through her well-shaped nipples.
"Yes, Madame Dominique."
"Take this girl to the preparation room for a two day initiation. I want to see this gorgeous whore body of hers covered with torture marks by the time she stands before me two days from now."
"Yes, mistress."
Full of despair, Valencia was dragged off by the tall and cruel-eyed girl. Rose messed up her hair and delivered vicious little spanks to the hot seat. She slapped her hands upon the bottom which was a mass of jiggling white meat, the rump made up of two hemispheres which were gorgeously and deliciously overpadded with white flesh.
"I just know I'm going to love this. I've always wanted to initiate someone."
When she had Valencia inside a horrible torture chamber full of foreboding instruments of pain she ripped off the gag.
"What are you going to do to me. Help, help."
Rose gave her a slap on the rump.
"Why make all of those foolish sounds. There's nobody around to help you anymore than there is help for us. We're all in this together. The thing to do is to ride with it and learn how to play the game. If you do it the right way you come out of this none to bad. If not, this can be one real shagass haul."
"What are you talking about?"
"You were put in here to learn discipline. I was put in by my stepmother to learn how to take the whip on my ass and like it. My buddy, Joane, was put in here to get over the habit of blowing anything that's put into her mouth. So you take the lessons and shape up, and learn to like it. Hell, it could be a lot worse."
"You mean I'm supposed to enjoy torture, rape, and degradation?"
"Yeah, you got it. A lot of exciting kicks involved. So just take it and keep quiet."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"I'm going to initiate you to do discipline around here. By the time I'm finished, you'll be used to enduring pain and you won't make too much of a screaming shitfit every time your ass is cracked open."
"This is kidnapping and assault."
"You were turned over to us. Besides, who gives a shit."
Saying this, the girl stuffed a large pear-chocke rubber gag into Valencia's mouth and wrapped a length of tape around it to hold it in place.
"This should keep you quiet."
She then took the girl over to a table, the body struggling and threshing in her arms, increasing her own pleasurable excitement. She slammed Valencia down on the table and rolled her onto her belly. She strapped her arms and legs down, taking the cuffs off after she had strapped Valencia's legs, thereby not giving Valencia a chance to break free.
Valencia was then tickled by her torturer. The belly, the breasts, the armpits, the tender skin between the thighs, all of the sensitive areas were tickled and the flesh bobbled and rolled like a mass of quivering jelly.
"That wasn't too bad. Now that I have you laughing I can get down to the serious assbreaking."
She raised her hand and slammed it down hard into the center of the rise of circle of rounded hemisphere on the right side. The spank flashed stinging pins and needles, hammering pain into the soft bottom. Red handprint flashed upon her tail as the hand was raised, the flush fading out, but not entirely, before the next well measured and methodical handcrack came down on the exact same spot.
Ten times the hand came smacking down upon the fiery handmark in the center of the mushy alabaster ass globe. The skin rippled, the crack cleavage between the ass writhed, every inch of flesh on the body was put into wild and uncontrolled threshing and movement.
Rose pinched the center of the welt patch. She then dug her nails into the skin and raked every inch of the welt, hundreds of grating rubs back and forth, countless lines of clawed pain making the flesh quiver and stream sweat.
"That hurt, didn't it?"
She laughed with joy, and then followed up with a slow spanking of every inch of Valencia's bottom from the small of her back to the mid thighs, spreading the girl's legs apart to get at the tender flesh on the insides of the thighs.
Valencia screamed into her gag, foam bubbling at the corners of her mouth. She experienced pain that built to a blinding, shattering flow of agony that covered her bottom like an electrified net. She drummed her heels and hands upon the wood, ground her belly into the harsh surface trying in vain to find relief. Her tears formed pools on the table.
"Now, now, I'm going to stop it now." Rose caressed Valencia's back, kissing and dipping her tongue into the pools and eddies of sweat on her backbone and along the skin. She bit Valencia's inner thighs, and licked the soles of Valencia's feet as well as the palms of her hands.
"Now, for your next lesson."
She gave Valencia one last kiss on the nape of the neck and blew hot air tenderly into her ears before continuing the torture.
She held up a long, thin cane before Valencia. The joints of the bamboo were knotted and stiff. She whipped the cane upon the insides of her own thighs, leaving red streaks. Rose's eyes closed and shudders racked her body. Her belly heaved and rolled, and cunt come came dripping out of her box as her cunt worked on the dong sticking out of it.
"You'll just love this cane."
She sat on the back of Valencia's head, leaning back and wallowing her sweating and come smelling tail upon her victim's head. Then she brought the cane up over her head and smashed it down into the tender red hued right buttock. The cane bit down so hard that it almost split the ass cheek in two. It slammed in and the flesh rippled and folded around it. There was an explosive tremor and a rattling, joint heaving spasm of pure pain through the flailing, bound body. A long and angry red line was left in the center of the crimson seat.
Rose slashed the cane into the bottom one again. The mushy meat heaved and shook. Valencia twisted and writhed in agony. She felt as if her ass was being cut apart with red hot knives. This pain did not fade, but it throbbed and throbbed, and continued to blast her with agony.
Valencia was almost unconscious when the last ass ripping cane welt had been scarred into her bottom. Rose cupped her chin in her palm and stared into the face messy with sweat and tears, the features contorted with raw anguish.
"You see how wild pain can be? Nevertheless, you can learn to tolerate and even enjoy pain at a much higher level of intensity."
Rose ran her hands over the heated bottoms. There were small leakings and droplets of blood broken out upon the ridged cane welts, the red stripes upon the hot and rose-hued flesh. The skin quivered and heaved, racking spasms shooting thru the soft, white body. Rose shoved two fingers up into the cunt tunnel. She pressed them into the tight, stubborn and resistant cave. She began to shove her fingers in and out, her fingers sticky with the dried come left by the raping of Dominique.
"You are a juicy one."
She began to tap the tips of her fingers on the tortured bottom. New pain flared through it like a runaway conflagration. Every touch was like the blow of a spike being hammered into Valencia.
"That bottom really is in delicate condition now. I don't think that you could stand very much more."
Laughing at the condition of the girl, she began to slap the entire naked body of Valencia. She smote the shoulder blades, the palms of her hands coming down flat and hard, stroking pain into her. The shoulders were slapped with all of Rose's strength. She smashed her hands down, all along the back. From waist to neck, she slapped and slapped, first the right and then the left. Flashes of rose color rose through the skin as it was beaten. She then began to work on the girl from her waist down to her ankles, slapping the thighs and making them shake, hitting the calves until they were streaked with red and crimson color.
Hundreds of slaps rained down on the body of Valencia. Her entire back was a colorful shade of red. She fainted and still it continued. For hours the slow and methodical and pitiless beating went on.
"Oh, I can't take any more. My arms are worn out."
Her hair plastered to her skin by the flow of sweat running down her body. Her cunt worn out from continuous orgasms, Rose collapsed over the body of her victim. Huddled to the tortured back, stroking and caressing the belly as she reached under the body, kissing and licking at the heated flesh, Rose allowed both herself and her victim a long rest.
"WELL, time to begin again."
Shaking out the cobwebs, Rose splashed a bucket of ice-cold water over her head. Shivering and shaking, she pulled the pins out of her tits and the dong out of her cunt. She walked around, feeling the relief and drawing new strength from it.
She threw half a dozen buckets of ice-cold water over the body of her victim. It brought her around a bit, giving her the strength for new ordeals.
"I'm glad you're back with us, my dear, because we have a lot more to go. Oh, yes. I have to dildo your cunt and asshole. I have to strap the soles of your feet, and make you dance. I have to hang you up by your wrists and stretch you on the rack. I have to whip your lovely breasts. Oh, I have so many things to do with you, so let's get started, because I only have two days in which to break you in."
Rose untied her victim. The tortured girl put her hands to her ass and gingerly tried to rub some of the heat and pain out of the globes.
"Come on girl, roll over on your bottom." Pleading bleats came out from under the gag.
"That's no use. Get on your back, I have to give you some more treatment."
Valencia tried to jump off the table. Rose seized her by the hair and threw her down on her back. The body jackknifed into the air as the full shock of ass pain hit it. Despite the frantic struggles, Rose managed to tie down the girl with the straps. She ran her hands over the smooth, moist skin, her eyes greedy with lust.
"Now a bit of pleasure."
She put her mouth to Valencia's cunt and began to eat her out. She sucked the hot box, flushing saliva down into the pussy cave. Valencia creamed and orgasmed, the pain in her ass stimulating her eruptions as Rose pressed down on her thighs and mashed the hot ass into the table.
"Now for a little torture."
Rose began to pinch every inch of Valencia's torso. She dug her fingers into the soft white flesh, hooked them in, and ripped upwards, twisting and wrenching and trying to turn every inch of the body black and blue. She filled her hands with flesh and squeezed it, crushing it. She wrapped her hands around the arms and ran every inch from elbow to shoulder through her hands, squeezing and crushing until the torso, arms, legs, and thighs of the victim were covered with black and blue marks. At last the two were dripping perspiration and wearied beyond endurance.
"I think we can use some food."
Rose rang a bell. A naked girl soon arrived, a young girl with thigh high boots and a small white cap on her head, the lacy cap of a maid. She stood before Rose with downcast eyes.
"What is your order?"
"Bring me my dinner. I'll have a steak with mushrooms and onions. Mashed potatoes and a lager of beer. My little friend here will have some raw hamburger meat in a dog dish and a small glass of castor oil." When the gag was taken out of her mouth Valencia screamed.
"Eiiieeeee. The pain, the pain. I hurt all over, it's killing me."
"Be quiet. I haven't done anything to you that won't clear up very soon. You have to learn to endure it."
"I can't eat that horrible mess you ordered for me."
"Eat every scrap or I'll give you an enema with it."
"I can't drink castor oil."
"You'll finish every drop of it."
Bound on her knees, face down to the floor, her ass wiggling up in the air, poor Valencia was forced to obey the command. She gobbled the raw hamburger meat out of the bowl. This was followed by a massive dose of castor oil. The girl went sick, her face twisting up into a distorted mask, tongue sticking out, her features screwing up into a sick expression that showed the extent of her misery.
"I know you want to throw up, but if you do, you have to lap it up."
Valencia managed to hold down her vomit. She was then taken to the rack. Rose shoved fingers in and out of her cunt and ass, making wild racking spasms run through her body. Rose was glad to see the effect that it had on her victim. She took Valencia gently by the nipples and guided her body until she was lying flat out on the rack, which was then raised until it was at a forty-five degree angle.
"Now we'll see what kind of courage you have."
Poor Valencia was wiggling around, tears flowing from her eyes. The pain in her rump was unbelievable, the welts covered with sticky dried blood rasping into the heavy and splintery wood of the rack. Her hands and feet were thrust through loops of rope, and then she was cinched into the bondage.
"Please, not this."
"Sorry kid, but this is part of the treatment."
A gag was stuffed into her mouth, this one a soft leather ball quilled with wooden spikes. They dug into the soft pink matter of her mouth.
Now the torture began. The wheel was turned. The loops of rope about her wrists were drawn tight and then the ropes began to stretch out, the rack tearing at her ligaments and joints. She was tugged and stretched, her body slowly lengthening to meet the pressure of the rack.
Sweat stood out upon her knotted muscles and drawn white flesh. The loops of rope knifed into her delicate wrists and ankles, making her bleed. She tossed her head from side to side unable to find relief.
"Rose locked the rack into place when the arms and legs were strained into the position of maximum allowable tension. Any more stretching and she risked tearing the girl's limbs from their sockets.
Now it was time for the cunt. Rose selected a large vibrator. She screwed on a spiked head, the spikes being small knobs with diamond shaped heads, spanning and covering all of the area of the head of the object. She shoved it into the cunt, rasping and sloshing it upon the soft material of the vagina. The pelvis writhed and heaved. She spread wide the lips, mashing and lacerating them. Then she switched it on. At once it began to shake and batter the cunt, the lips snapping and flapping, the girl in extreme pain quite evident to see. Every vibration sent a shock wave through the delicate body.
Rose chewed on the tits. She sucked the long nipples into her mouth and twisted them between her teeth. She flicked the aroused nipples with her fingernails. Then as the girl was sinking into a black pool of pain, she lit a cigarette and began to burn the tits. She stuck the cigarette against the right nipple, spinning the soft white shaft in her hand as she rubbed the burning flaming tip along the perimeter of the nipple along the underside of the circle, making a half circle of burn sear along the outline of the nipple. The tit shook and trembled.
She puffed it up and then pressed it to the peak in the center of the corona. It turned brown, sizzling and searing. Then she pressed it to the tit just a little bit above the nipple. She pressed it again to the tit three inches above the nipple. 'She pressed it into the cleavage and ran it down almost to the belly button.
She seared the other tit. She burned the nipple and the delicate flesh of the underside. When she had finished and the girl was almost delirious with pain, she took the cigarette and snuffed it out by rubbing it into the belly button. Valencia fell into a dead faint.
Her cunt crusher was taken out. As it came out of the orgasming pussy, there were sticky ropes of come juice covering the object as it was plucked out of her. The come dripped out of the cunt and off of the vibrator, the strands snapping off. Rose amused herself by eating the sticky cunt juice, half dried and clotted.
She then splashed a few buckets of ice cold water on her victim, who awoke screaming.
"We'll see if you can stand being on the rack in stretch bondage all night long. If you can, I'll give you a break in the morning. But first, a little something to take your mind off of your poor arms and legs."
The little something was the strapado. The soles of the feet were the targets. Rose slashed at the feet with the thin cane. Again and again she shot it into the delicate soles. Screams reverberated through the bleak dungeon.
Her feet swollen and streaked with the red weals, Valencia was crying in agony all through the night. It was toward dawn that she fell into a fitful sleep. She awakened to find herself once more confronting her tormenter, bright and alert and ready to mistreat her once again.
"I promised you a break, and you're going to get it. I'm going to give you a real first class rest."
Valencia was turned loose, and told to stand. The first touch of her foot upon the floor caused her to keel over in pain. But she was told to stand up, and the whip cracked upon her thigh. She forced herself to her feet, crying and shaking. She tried to keep her weight off her feet as much as possible, shifting up to her toes. Her legs were rubbery and unsteady.
"Now I want you to do some calisthenics for an hour. That should loosen up the knots in your muscles, and get you ready for some more treatment.
The girl continually fell down, and rolled off her feet. Pain shot through every joint, and her feet burned with the fire of the strapado. It amazed her that she could stand at all. Her stamina was being tested by her ordeal, and she was now drawing upon unknown reserves of strength and endurance.
Her body reeled through the exercises. The girl, Rose stood by seeing that she did them all letter perfect.
After an hour of this she collapsed, bathed in sweat and weariness with hot wires of pain spread through her limbs. But she had to admit, it had put some life back into her flesh.
"All right, you can have ten minutes of rest before we begin something fresh."
The rest of the day was an endless series of tortures and degradations broken by three humiliating and unsatisfying meals.
Rose was forced to walk a tightrope over a vat of ice cold water. Half a dozen times she fell into the tank, unable to keep her balance, especially on her battered feet.
She was given ten slices on her hips for every time she fell into the tank. Rose stood before her and flicked the cane upon her whip streaked hips with a casual flick of the wrist. The thin red weals were soon laid one upon the other in an interweaving confusion. A dull knife pressed under her skin was the only way that Valencia could associate with this pain. She cursed her fucking mother over and over in her mind for putting her into this horrible situation.
Worse was to come. She was strapped into a suit of stern bondage. First a wide leather belt was strapped around her waist. Studs laid along the inside of the belt dug into her skin, not piercing but inflicting still more of the now familiar anguish that was spread through every part of her body.
A strap dangled between her thighs. It was drawn up and fastened, sinking deep into her tightly bound crotch. The strap was fitted with a pair of rubber plugs, plugs for jamming into her cunthole and asshole. Up her ass and vagina the plugs were forced, the French ticklers covering them putting her into an hysteria of sexual eruption.
This was the start. After that came long boots reaching up to mid-thigh. The boots were laced up in the back, the strings digging into the compressed flesh.
A wasp waist corset lined with horsehair was next. Her waist was cinched in to the point where Valencia could barely catch her breath. All of her strength evaporated under the restraint of this garment.
The bra came next. The horsehair and sandpaper grated upon the small, dark burn marks on her tits. The spikes centering the bra sank into her seared nipples, causing her to mouthfoam in her agony.
A single glove bound her hands behind her back, fingers mashed together. There were spikes and knobs on the inside of the gloves, digging into her.
She staggered around under the pain of the bondage costume. Rose beat a tattoo upon her exposed and bunched up bottom halves with the cane. The padded seat rippled and jellied under the insistent beat of the cane. She took hundreds of short, tapping strokes on her ass, strokes laid on welts covered with dried blood, blows centered upon the fleshiest parts of her ass hued red from spanking and pounding. The end of the cane was splayed and splintery, and this was rubbed and sawed along the lengths of the welts, making her pain build and build, a series of shattering eruptions of hurt.
Valencia crawled upon her knees, the skin on her tender knees being worn and bloodied as she crawled on the floor on them, wiggling her bottom shaking it from side to side and mashing the halves together causing her pussy to shoot off from the friction and pounding of the plug inside her pussy.
She was actually relieved when the suit was peeled from her body and she was hung naked by the wrists. Her sweat drenched flesh was massaged with wet sponges, soothing oils followed, relieving a bit of the hurt. Most of the pain remained, but the small relief was so fantastic after the horror of the suffering that she felt incredibly good and realized how easy it was for the torturer to bind the spirit of the victim simply by giving a small amount of relief to the suffering body.
Valencia was put in the stocks. She bent over and thrust her hands and head through the three holes, shuddering when she was padlocked into it. Now she was completely vulnerable.
Rose kissed her on the mouth, and then her tongue was deep into Valencia's mouth, exchanging saliva with her, driving her half wild. She put her hands on the smooth body, stroking tits and face, ass and thighs. She itched and scratched the wounds of the ass, pinching bits of flagellated skin, making her victim groan and writhe in torment.
"The day is almost through," she said. "One more night of agony and then you go to Dominique. That should be an interesting experience for you. I remember my first session with Dominique."
In the morning Valencia was brought to Dominique. As she was taken along the corridors, still stark naked, other girls obscenely commented on the condition of her body, the many wounds, and their mocking words and laughter beat down upon her and drove down her spirit.
Dominique was sitting at her desk. She wore a silver spangle outfit over black leather interior. Her figure was compressed into an extreme hourglass shape. Her tits bulged out of her outfit, nipples defiantly naked and painted red.
"What a delightful picture you present, my dear."
"How long will I be here?"
"For a minimum of one year. In that time we expect you to learn an average of eight hours of heavy study per day. You will learn to be fluent and conversant in two foreign languages, French and Italian. You will study hard, because the penalty for lack of progress will be the scourge of the whip upon your soft bottom. You will, of course, be disciplined in any case, but this is your only chance to cut down on your punishment."
"The study will teach you inner discipline and the torture will provide you with the correct social discipline. You will learn to obey through simple need to avoid pain. Your wild and unruly instincts will be released through dominated sex, and the enjoyment of receiving and inflicting pain."
"You're trying to make a pervert out of me."
"And you're trying to make me forget my good nature and gentle manner by such talk, which is extremely unwise."
With these words, the awesome Madame Dominique took Valencia across her lap and inflicted a merciless spanking. Her arm rose and fell tirelessly, lashing the girl with hundreds of hard spanks. Soon the bottom was red and throbbing, the skin beginning to balloon out as the ass swelled from the spanking. The number of blows mounted into the hundreds and went on and on. The girl wiggled and kicked trying to break the hold of the golden witch upon her body, but she was unable to break loose. She had to take the punishment her bottom bouncing and wiggling under the relentless onslaught. The hand hit the same spot uncountable times, then unleashed a staccato series all along the globes of the bottom. This was followed by a wild series from the thighs up to the small of the back. And then the nonchalant and casual Dominique flailed the ass all over again.
The pathetic Valencia was wilting when she was released from Dominique's grip. She crawled on her hands and knees, completely worn out.
Valencia was then turned over to the run of the school. She was put into the classroom with the others, her class being the lower form. It did not take her long to learn that the school was divided into three classes, and each had domination authority over the undergraduates. The monitors had the right to break anybody's ass and over them were the three teachers. Dominique ran it all with an iron hand and a leather whip.
In her first class poor Valencia demonstrated a lack of sufficient attention. She was taken over the lap of the teacher and despite the fact that her bottom was a red and inflated balloon from the beating she had already taken, she was given another spanking, a ruthless one laid on until she fainted.
A few fingers up her cunt hooked into her and bruised around brought her to. She was forced to kneel before the entire classroom and suck the cunt of the teacher, Miss Varon. Her bottom wiggled and jiggled as a girl stood behind her rubbing a pointer around and turning the thing inside Valencia's asshole. She kept on sucking ignoring the humiliation of her ass.
After the classroom she was taken to her room. The two monitors who took her lashed her tits and ass brutally. They tied her down to her bed, digging the ropes into her flesh.
She lay there for an hour until a tall and regal girl with short red hair and snapping green eyes came in. The girl struggled out of a red corset, a wasp waisted outfit that hour-glassed her figure painfully.
"Hello, I'm Vickie. I'm your new roommate, or rather you're my new roommate since this is my room and you're just coming in."
"How long have you been here."
"A full year. That gives me seniority and all the rest of the shit. So you'll be my slave and I'll torture you. Alright?"
Saying this Vickie sat on the face of her victim. She wiggled and bobbed around mashing her asshole down upon Valencia's mouth and forcing her to lick and suck. Poor Valencia was soon reduced to the extremes of anguish.
Vickie plucked apart her sex lips and shoved a rubber cock up the hotbox. In and out she shoved it, turning it around inside the snatch, striking fire and smoke in the brimming hot pot.
"Ohhhh, please stop it-oohhhh."
Valencia could not control the orgasms that rocked through her body. She wiggled in heat, her mouth mashed under ass and her cunt heated and fired off by the dildo.
Vickie forced a weird rubber garment over Valencia's upper torso. It consisted of a half jacket without zipper coming down to her belly, attached to full arm gloves and a rubber hood, all one piece fitting snugly over her from the tip of her head down to her belly button. After it was crammed onto her only small slits for vision and two tiny holes for breathing broke the rubber armor that covered her upper body.
There were straps dangling from the fingertips of the costume. These were bound together, tied in knots and now Valencia was tightly compressed and unyieldingly bound into the costume with her hands behind her back. Her cunt and asshole were fully exposed to the mercy of her tormenter.
Vickie played with the pussy, stroking and fondling the pelvic mound, pinching up the flesh and mashing it between her palms. She shoved dildos in and out of the cunt and ass. She attached a small screw jack to the asshole of her victim, placing her on her belly flat down on the bed. The locking arms were clipped to both sides of the ass ring. Vickie began to crank and slowly Valencia's asshole began to gape and slish open. Two inches, three inches it yawned as she screamed and kicked in the extremes of panic and agony.
"Relax kid, this won't hurt."
The opening up of the stretched ass ring allowed the cruel girl to slide inside her victim a rubber bulb filled with hot soapy water. The bulb was attached to a large bag also filled with water, although this was ice cold water afloat with small pieces of cracked ice.
"The bathroom is off to your right. I think that you had better know the location my dear."
Saying this, Vickie squeezed the bulb sprayed a thick jet of hot soapy water up the ass of her conquered prize. This was followed by a heavy flood of ice cold water, pints of it sloshing into the guts, filling up the intestines of the shrieking Valencia.
Valencia was allowed to stagger to her feet, the ass opening device yanked out, and she went staggering and wobbling off to the bathroom trying to hold in the flood seeking exit from her bowels.
Just as her tortured ass hit the toilet seat, it all came flooding out of her. Needle pains flashed in the lining of her guts, as the ice cold water and crushed ice overcame the feeling of the hot water that had preceded it. She doubled up with gut pains, screaming and crying. As the stinking flood enema came gushing out of her she knew the true limits of total misery.
Vickie was somewhat kind to her for the rest of the night. After cleaning and perfuming Valencia's ass, she contented herself with whipping it. She used a limber, flexible cane. She lashed the skin lightly, stingingly, and with a bit of stimulation to her victim.
Up and down the thighs she went, striking and lashing. The cane tapped and stroked upon the white skin. She sawed the cane into marks and red streaks, probed the asshole and the lips of the pussy. She spread the crotch of her victim and began to stroke and flagellate and the pussy lips, hitting the puffy pink lips with a stinging rhythm, and making the girl begin to come from the rhythm of the whipping upon her lips.
Valencia fell into a troubled bondage sleep, her skin under the costume covered with moisture from the rubber, her cunt apparatus and ass trembling and quivering and tingling from the caning, her cuntbox still giving off a few of the vibrations of sex.
Vickie slept with her new slave locked in her arms. She teased the tits through the rubber, pulling the nipples and stroking them upon the fabric, shaping and pinching them, scratching and teasing. Rubbing the nipples thru the rubber with a pen or a pin, or some other object, it was easy to arouse the fire in them, make them hot and stiff.
Vickie was subjected to the entrance into her body of fingers throughout the night. She tossed and turned, feeling sharp teeth nip and gnaw at her gentle and curvaceous contours.
In the morning her costume was peeled off and she was sent under the shower. Vickie watched over her while she showered in cold water and washed her skin with laundry soap.
"We have to have you neat and clean for your classes, pet."
The cruel girl whipped her ass with the bath brush. It smacked into the soft bottom, making her flinch and double up in agony again and again.
"There, now you're all ready."
"Don't I get any clothes to wear?"
"The only thing you wear in your freshman year, little pet, is the saddle strap." Valencia shuddered. "What's a saddle strap?"
"I'll show you."
The saddle strap was brought out. It consisted of a broad leather belt with a strap to fit and pull tight over the crotch. Of course, the strap that slid between the legs was fitted with two huge rubber plugs for filling up the orifices of the body.
"I'm certain that you're already familiar with this, cherub."
"I can't wear that all day."
"It won't be all day. Sometime before the end of the day you're bound to fall into trouble. Then it will be taken off and a bondage costume fitted over your delightful body."
As she spoke, her hands caressed the whip sore hips, and mashed chunks of the soft and striped ass.
"Please don't do it."
Vickie slapped her harshly on the tits and face.
"Begging will get you nowhere. I don't want to hear it again. Learn some discipline. Hold your fucking head up and take what they dish out to you. That's what we all do."
"I hope I don't have to spend more than a year in this place."
"That would be a shame. After the first year you get to be powerful here. The punishment steps up but you can dish some out to the girls under you. You can tear ass on all of the new fish."
"That might be worth another year in this place."
Vickie smiled. "It can be a hell of a lot of fun dishing it out instead of taking it. I'm sure you would just love to strip some new green fish down and spank her. Make her fingerfuck herself while you watch."
"That might me groovy."
Vickie smiled at her and gave her a not unfriendly slap on the ass.
"I think I'll give you a fast comeout before I put you into this thing."
"What's a fast comeout?"
Vickie took a pair of small and curious balls out of a drawer. They were attached by two rubber strands, and as Vickie knocked them together, they clicked as though partially hollow and filled with some small objects made of a heavier material.
"These balls are filled with small pellets of lead. As you knock them together inside your cunt they knock upon one another and the lead inside knocks as well, sending little vibrations and shocks through your meat. Those balls really can give you a hot come-off. When you're banging and bouncing them inside your cunt you can come three, four, or five times real fast. I think one will be enough. It will keep you hot all day with that dong up your box, and the orgasms and climaxes will keep coming all through the day, slow and sustained. You'll sweat and smell sexy, and everybody will know that you're shooting your rocks off. They'll make jokes about your cunt shooting off, and play with your tits and ass. It should really turn you on."
"Yeah, I think it sounds nice."
"If someone whips your bottom it will be even wilder. The sensations of coming while your ass is being stung are too marvelous for words."
Vickie slid the balls up the already well abused cunt, which was retaining a somewhat constant tingle from all of the use that it was being put to.
Valencia began to rattle and shake, grinding her hips in a wild come dance, making all of the juices flow and flood. Soon she was in a transport of ecstasy as she began to come and climax. The balls clicked away at a mad rate, and Vickie could see that she was in a wild abandoned come trance. Her eyes were glazed and her face was smeared with sweat.
"Alright, take it out. I have to put the saddle strap on you."
"Please-aaahhh-aaaa-one more coming."
"If you're late for class they'll fry your tits again."
Vickie touched the still fresh tit burns on the girl's boobs. She pinched the nipples, causing Valencia to wince, but sending a new burst of hot sparks coursing through her thighs and pelvis, hot itching sex burn erupting in her cunt.
"I don't mind."
Vickie seized the knockers and cruelly kneaded them to a crushed pulp.
"If you're late I'll be in trouble too. Now lets get those balls out."
Valencia reluctantly obeyed. She allowed the balls to be taken out of her pussy dripping hot come oil. The balls were replaced by the front plug of the saddle strap. The strap was buckled tight around her waist, the two orifices tightly plugged with the stoppers.
"There, how does that feel. Does you cunt feel ready to come all day?"
"That thing up my ass-Oohh-how can I walk with my ass stuffed up?"
"You'll look great waddling and staggering around. Getting used to it is part of the fun."
Valencia didn't think so, but her opinion had little weight. She was stuffed into it and sent out of her room to class. Vickie followed closely behind with a pin. She kept jabbing it into Valencia's ass, shooting it into the soft white swells of ass tissue, making the girl yelp and jump and move smartly along. Other senior and mid-junior girls in various bondage and domination costumes were also jabbing pins into the exposed naked bodies of freshman slave girls, or whipping their soft rear ends to scourged bloody pieces with short riding crops.
One girl gave Valencia three lashes across her bouncing tits with a riding crop. The tits were streaked with bloody lines. As Valencia cried and clutched at her wounded knockers another girl jabbed her right in the nipples with a pin. Then she gave Valencia a dozen stabs in the ass with it. Valencia was covered with tiny pinpricks of blood by the time she reached the classroom and scampered inside. As she scrambled to her seat the teacher gave her a slash on the ass with a long whip, slicing her bottom open from hip to hip. Valencia sat upon a bleeding ass wound, numerous pinholes, and two dongs stuffed up her holes.
PART TWO
It was weekend, time for some real fun in the school. The entire weekend was one long torture orgy. Many of the girls were tortured without letup from Friday night to Monday morning.
Valencia was in the great master dungeon, in chains, her ass covered with dozens of fresh bleeding welts. Blood ran down her thighs. She whimpered and cried, but watched in fascination the torture of other girls. It was the wildest and most rousing thing she had ever seen.
Dominique lectured her girls. She was clad in a shiny black leather corset with nothing else on save a pair of thigh-high rubber boots. She carried a whip which was constantly in motion upon soft flesh.
"Dominated girls must be constantly disciplined. They must be forced to orgasm and associate their sex with discipline. You owe it to them to stimulate and excite them, as much as you owe it to yourself to torture and debase them."
Saying this, she seized the long nipples of a girl standing on her toes in chained bondage, her tits tourniqueted in cords.
"Watch this one come in her cunt." Dominique fingerfucked the girl, gripping and mashing the cunt lips, sucking and chewing the nipples. The girl cried bitterly from shame. But her face flushed red and the hot come began to run out of her hairy box.
"Rose, take over. Fingerfuck her. Then thrust two dozen pins into her ass and three dozen into her tits. I want to hear wild screams."
Dominique stopped before Valencia. She stroked Valencia's nipples and looked into her eyes with hot passion.
"This one is a fast learner. Already she knows how to make a public whore out of herself and come before others while showing the most delightful humiliation and degradation in her eyes."
She took Valencia's cunt lips, pulling the outer flaps apart. She stimulated the inner lips and the small pod of the clitoris.
Vickie moved behind Valencia and mashed her pussy into Valencia's ass. One pair of hands massaged her cunt, going in and out with thumbs and fingers, mashing and gripping the pussy lips, while the other kneaded and milked her tits.
Valencia began to flush and come. She came in an unrestrained way, with loud groans and a lot of juice squirting out of her box.
"This one really is a hot number. Everybody feel her up, that should make her feel good."
The whole pack put hands to her cunt and ass and tits, stroking and prodding everywhere. She kept on climaxing as they used her in this way.
Four girls were lined up with large balls in their boxes. They were forced to put on a masturbation show, doing a wild chorus dance number as they socked the balls around inside their cunts. After the first orgasm they switched over to vibrators.
Dominique held the flesh of Valencia close to her body as she watched the wild show. She rubbed her cheek into Valencia's, blowing in the girl's ear, whispering obscene love talk to her.
The vicious hands played with her tits, bundling and mashing them, pulling out the nipples and then gripping them tight and squeezing until they were red and sore. Fingers moved at will in and out of Valencia's vagina.
"Do you like being fingerfucked?"
"Oh, yes Mistress Dominique."
"Maybe I'll take you out with me next week. Sometimes I take a girl out with me. One of my favorites. I really like you."
They watched the wild orgy. The four girls were stroking and fondling one another. Rose and three other girls began to flog them as they played the vibrators around inside their cunts. Their tits, bellies, thighs, and bottoms were soon streaked with welts. Blood began to mix with the trickling sweat. They continued to put on their show, cunts streaming joy juice, the vibrators slamming away as the quartet danced upon rubbery legs with whip-striped bodies.
"I'll put you in that lineup next time," Dominique promised her.
Valencia shuddered, but the prospect was exciting. Dominique stroked her from elbow to armpit as she bit into the nape of the neck. Her hands then smoothly caressed the sleek belly and after that the whip-stung hips. Then the hands once more covered and cupped the pelvis. The fingers plunged in and out. Another orgasm was provoked, and another climax.
A naked young girl with long blonde hair and big, sagging tits, was dragged around by her ankles. A tall girl with tits full of needles was doing the dragging, pulling the whip-slashed body over the stone floor, as her own cunt was shooting out the fluid from the excitement of doing it.
"Soon you'll be torturing yourself in that way. Some of the girls are actually more comfortable with pins in the tits or a dong up the ass."
"You're well on the way to making me that way."
Dominique bit Valencia's tit hard, until the blood flowed.
"I know it, precious."
Dominique began to torture Valencia. She took a long sharp pin and stabbed it into the ass. She yanked it out of the shuddering globe. A pinprick of blood flowered upon the skin.
"I'm turning your body into a sieve."
She thrust it into the bottom again and again. Over one hundred times she stabbed it into the two soft spheres, as Valencia cried and yelled, her entire body thrashing about in the grip of the chains. Blood coated her bottom cheeks, blood from the over one hundred vicious pin stabs in the tender cheeks.
"Now for the tits."
Dominique pinched up the right nipple. She turned it upwards and pulled on it, holding it firmly between thumb and forefinger. Then she jabbed three short pins through the nipple at various angles. Blood leaked from the entrance and exit points. She let the nipple snap out of her fingers and smiled at the pain of the pathetic girl. Then she took the other nipple and jabbed five pins into the perimeter of it, encircling the tiny peak, making the corona run with blood.
After that she stabbed two dozen pins into the tender underside curves of the tits, stabbing upwards right into the depth of the meat. She left the pins in the bleeding tits and silenced the pathetic shrieks of the girl by stuffing a dirty pair of panties into her mouth.
"Watch the torture, it may cheer you up."
Valencia was in a shock of pain but she could still see the things that were being done to other victims.
The four girls had finished their dance. The entire pack threw themselves on the four. Fingers and clubs were shoved in and out of hot boxes. Tits were whipped bloody with riding crops, cats, and taws. One girl was held by two cruel girls in leather outfits while another cracked and coiled a long whip around her waist. The whip encircled her body, sending pain through her flesh as though she were being torn in half.
"Eeeaaaaha, you're tearing me apart."
Blood spurted from the thin red welts on her belly and back. She was borne down by the two holding her. One sat on her face and one sat on her cunt. They exchanged finger-fucking and tit-grabbing love as they mashed her face and pussy under hot tail.
The girl with the long whip came over to Valencia. She looked with satisfaction upon the bleeding tits filled with pins. She ran her hands over the blood and sweat stained ass globes, experiencing a charge as they shuddered and twitched under her grasp.
"Excellent, but I can add to that."
She stepped well back and began to whip the ass. The long lash streaked out to fang and rip the soft and bouncing bottom globes. Valencia's ass was soon sliced open with numerous red welts, and they were overlapped and sliced into one another in a crazy pattern of webbing.
The tall girl with long black hair who had been dragging the little blonde with big knockers along the floor now sat on her victim's face, a wide happy grin splitting her smiling countenance.
"Watch this, ladies."
There was a crowd in a half-circle around her to watch her piss down the throat of the girl trapped under her tail. The blonde choked and squawked as the hot piss slid and pumped down her throat. She was forced to swallow it all down.
Valencia shuddered, knowing that such a thing would eventually be done to her. Vickie had already threatened to piss down her throat in front of the entire school just for the fun of it.
"Let's use the iron maiden."
Rose had shouted out the desire to see the horrible torture device in effect. A girl was selected and shoved into a body cabinet which held her locked in, half her flesh ground into the frame. It fitted in a half mold around her. The other half of the mold, the door half, was covered with stinging spikes. As the door was closed, locking the iron maiden, she was compressed within it, hundreds of spikes digging into her skin. From the hole where her mouth was situated came a series of horrible screams. As the device was locked shut many of the torturers and several of their victims were coming from their hot pussies.
"I can't stand it," screamed Rose. She tore off her outfit. "I want to be a stark naked slave. Somebody whip my ass."
Another girl began to cut up the spasming bottom with a whip. Her taws rose and fell, inflicting long and wide red streaks upon the seat, laced with blood. Rose shoved a long knobby dong in and out of her hole.
The torture got to Valencia. As the pain in her tits steadily stabbed her and her ass throbbed with hurt from the torture of needle and whip, she listened to the wild babble of screams, watching tit and ass whipped to bloody shreds and cunts overflowing with hot juice.
She began to go into a shock wave series of comings. She orgasmed again and again, her climaxes continually more violent until she passed out into a coma.
She came to to the impression of intense pain in her ass. She opened her eyes to discover that she was seated upon a spiked chair, the long needles embedded in the white mounds of her ass. Her hands were manacled to the arms of the chair and her legs were also manacled.
"Welcome back to consciousness," said Madame Dominique. "You were out for five hours."
"Eaaaahhhh. Ohhhh, where am I? EEEaaaaah."
"In my private quarters. I want that luscious ass of yours all to myself. I'm going to eat you and beat you all night long."
"Ohhh, the pain. Aaaaaahhhh."
"Your ass is pierced with long, sharp needles. Your ass has already been pricked with pins and thoroughly whipped. I've taken the pins out of your tits, but they still ache with pain. You're in a wonderful state of tortured sensation."
Dominique threw herself upon the girl. She kissed her eyes, sucked her throat and eyelids, mashed and molded every inch of her skin. She licked sweat and blood out of the wounds and off of the soft skin, ate out her box, shoved a vibrator up it, turned it on, and sat on a chair for an hour watching it pump cunt meat hot while she fingerfucked and dildoed her own cunt.
She took the girl off of her seat of pain and spread-eagled her on the floor, arms and legs bound to four ringbolts. Then she slowly bit every inch of screaming Valencia's flesh. She chewed and gnawed every toe, sank her teeth into the soles of the feet, chewed her way up the calves until she came to the thighs. She sank her fangs deep into the thighs, making the flesh twitch and quake. She caused pain in every inch of the front of the girl's body. As she was chewing on the tits, biting them and sucking and making the pin pricks bleed into her mouth, she pressed a stud on the floor. At once several dozen short pins thrust up and dug a quarter of an inch into Valencia's flesh. Into her back, her ass, her thighs and calves.
Valencia passed out into a coma again. It was Sunday when she came to. She found herself sitting on the floor of the dungeon, a pile of shit under her ass and wet piss on her legs. Her hands and feet were wedged into stocks, and her tits were laced into a cruel bra lined with horsehair.
There were numerous girls all around the room in various states of bondage discomfort. One girl had her hands tied up behind her back. Her hands had been tied at her waist and then pulled up, bending her forward as her arms were cranked up until the strain upon her shoulders was almost tearing her apart. The girl's back and ass were marked with long red welts, dripping blood which had dried on her skin.
Another girl had been bound with her head pointed straight up to the ceiling, her head wrapped in a strap and chain harness and the forehead strap used to bind her to the pulley above her head, holding her stretched up on her toes with her head all the way back. Her neck had been braced with a stiff leather collar, and her body had been wrapped in leather straps binding her arms to her side and drawn so tight that the flesh bulged around the leather bonds.
Rose and another girl were binding a young freshman girl into a horrible ordeal.
"I see you're awake," she said to Valencia. "Well, relax and watch this little number." The girl they were torturing was bound with her arms stretched wide to a trapeze bar. Her legs were well clear of the floor and her feet bound to ringbolts. Her legs were individually wrapped with ropes, the strands cutting deeply into her white flesh bulging around the loops of cord.
Her cunt and ass were stuffed with oversized dongs held in her orifices by rope and chain. Her head was covered with a hood, blinding and deafening and gagging her. There was one hole to breathe through. Her nipples were twisted through wire clips, bulging red and swollen. For a finisher Rose burned her a dozen times on the belly not too deeply with a lighted cigarette. As she did this her friend whipped the ass mounds, cutting a pattern of short thin welts all over the white mounds.
"Well, in an hour she should feel very tired indeed."
Valencia shuddered. She felt in herself a desire to be in a similar situation.
Valencia had learned a lot in her weeks at the bondage school. She had developed a wild passionate need to be whipped and tortured by Dominique. Whenever Dominique would pass close, the girl would begin to sigh and groan. If her cunt was bare she would shamelessly fingerfuck herself. If her cunt was filled with the plug, she would rub her thighs together. It was the talk of the whole school.
"You really do dig it," Dominique would say when whipping her ass. As the whip tore short choppy red welts into the white jiggling globes, Valencia would cream off and loudly beg for more.
Afterwards she would kneel for hours rimming and eating and sucking Dominique. She licked every inch of Dominique's boots clean, kissed her feet, licked her ass. She gladly drank piss from Dominique's cunt and spit from her mouth.
Dominique ran her hand through the hair of the wild slut groveling at her feet. What a difference a few weeks had made.
"I think I'll take you out with me."
"Oh, thank you mistress."
She placed her tongue on Dominique's foot and began to suck the toes one by one.
"We'll go into town and see a movie." That Wednesday night they went into town together. The girl was hot with the plugs up her cunt and ass. She was under orders to behave herself, and it was maddening to sit munching popcorn with only an occasional secretive touch on her thigh under her miniskirt by Dominique who sat innocently by her side watching the film with a shit eating grin on her face.
Outside the walls of the school they stopped the taxi with a full quarter of a mile to go.
"I want to walk with you," Dominique told her. "We can fuck and suck, while I whip your back with tree branches."
"Oh, that will be wonderful."
They strolled into the woods. When they were clear of the road Dominique stripped the clothes off of Valencia. She pulled her ass cheeks wide apart and began to eat them. She chewed on the buttocks, her hands spanking and slapping while Valencia yanked out her cunt and ass plugs and began to fingerfuck herself. Dominique bent her over and slapped the soft, mushy white behind. She made it glow red with heat as she rained blows upon it with all of her strength, pounding and pounding away.
Suddenly there was the sound of laughter and hoarse, obscene whispers. They sprang to their feet in alarm. A group of boys in motorcycle jackets and riffraff denim came into the clearing they had chosen for their she-cat orgy.
"Who are you?" demanded Dominique, crowding her pupil behind her. She felt the heart of the petrified girl pounding in her back.
"I'm Dave, baby. And I know who you are, you're one of the freaky broads from this ass-breaking school. And this is one of your little hot muffs, right? "
"How do you know about this school?"
"There are a lot of rumors about this place. I mean, you can't keep everything a secret, can you? Of course, we don't know exactly what goes on in it, except that a lot of spanking and whipping goes on. We can see over the walls from that hill over there. Sometimes we see a bit of bare ass or kinky costume in the rear section of the grounds. Sometimes we see sucking and whipping."
"You must have eyes like an eagle."
"Field glasses do it every time." Dominique made a mental note to have the walls heightened another five feet.
"What do you want with us?"
"Here we are, ten horny guys, and we have a chance to grab some tail. You can guess what we want. We saw you in the movies and figured we could grab off a fast piece of your ass outside the walls. Of course, your not going right in made it all the better." Dominique looked at Dave.
"What if we don't give you what you want?"
"Then we'll take it anyway and shave all of the hair off your heads with our knives. Then we'll tie you naked to trees five miles in the woods and leave you there for a day. We'll come back for you tomorrow after the insects have been feeding on you and then we'll whip and fuck you all over again. We'll send you back to the school with burrs up your asses."
"I see you have a wicked mind."
"I can see that I'm dealing with a wild lady."
Dominique tore open her dress, spilling out her tits. She spun around and ripped the microskirt right off, letting her ass spill out, covered only by thin black lace panties.
"All right, what will it be first? Blowjobbing? Ass licking? Trips around the world? Straight fucking?"
Dave gulped, looking at her ripping off her clothes until she was stark naked.
"You really are a wild one. Well, for a start we want to spank the asses off the two of you. We were watching you spank your little chick and it looks like a wild kick."
"It is a wild kick."
"Good. We'll start by you stripping us down."
Dominique gave Valencia a slap on the ass to snap her out of her panic.
"Let's start peeling these boys."
They stripped the boys naked one by one. Hands played with their flesh, fingers were shoved up cunt and ass. Tits were dribbled on, sucked and bitten. The ass globes were pinched and slapped. One boy gave Dominique five hard whiplashes on the bottom with his strap, leaving a collection of welts on her white ass.
"Now for the hot seat."
Over the lap the dominatrix and her sex prey went. Their bottoms rose and fell, hundreds of hard, stinging spanks slamming down. Their tails heaved and writhed, the flesh creased and bunched, the skin turned bright scarlet red. The heat extended all the way down to the bone, spanking pain shot through their asses. They screamed and cried like babies.
Dominique was put on her knees before Dave. He walked around examining her naked body with his hands. He cupped the tits in his palms and bounced them, remarking on their lovely hang. He pinched and explored, making the bottom globes shake under his cruel pinch into the heated mounds. He made Dominique weep and whimper. But her cunt was heating and sex madness gleamed in her eyes.
"Let's see you do your thing."
He put his long cock into her mouth, so far in that he almost choked her. Another boy put his cock into Valencia's mouth. They fucked the mouths as their friends played with ass and tits.
One by one the boys were sucked off by the two girls. They drank down the hot come. One of the boys picked up the plugs that had been stuffed in Valencia's orifices. He plugged the dildoes up the asses of the girls all of the way, shoving them in.
The cocks were licked, balls were sucked, come flowed down wild throats. When this had finished, the two women were commanded to eat one another.
Valencia and Dominique played sixty-nine. They licked and sucked their hot boxes, the dongs rammed up their asses increasing their sex fury. One orgasm followed another. They were soon drained out.
The boys lined them up for another round of blowjobs. With aching jaws they sucked cocks dry. Over and over they ate dick. They sucked and licked and tongued and nibbled. They drank down the hot sperm.
Dave presented his asshole to Dominique. She smeared her tongue into his brown-stained ass and ate it clean. She licked all of the ass stain off and shoved her tongue all of the way in, reaming out his ass. She followed through after a half hour of ass licking while Valencia sucked his cock, by a fast ass licking job on all of the others. As she licked ass Valencia licked cock.
"There, that was a lot of fun."
"I'm glad you liked it," Dominique said.
The boys began to dress. Dominique went to her clothes. She opened her bag and pulled out a small pistol. She looked at the astonished boys with a wide grin on her face.
"I now want you boys to form a daisy chain and play sixty-nine for us."
"Put it down, lady," threatened Dave.
Dave was holding his initialed shirt in his hand. Dominique put a bullet right through the center of the D. He looked sick.
"That was a small report and should be unheard by anyone. We wouldn't want strangers to come along and spoil our fun." Her mouth was still smiling but her face wasn't.
"Everybody on the ground in a daisy chain. And I'll shoot anybody who gets a funny idea right in the bellybutton."
The reluctant boys formed up a daisy chain on the ground. Dominique grinned. She stepped close to Dave, laughing as he took a limp cock into his mouth.
"I want to see some real cock sucking. You'll be eating each other for a full half hour. In that time I want to see every mouth dripping with jism. Any mother that can't get it up will have to give his cocksucking buddy a mouthful of hot piss as a substitute."
"Oh this is marvelous, Madame Dominique. You are wonderful."
Dominique shrugged. "You can walk along the chain pissing on them. But make sure you don't get tripped or in my line of fire or anything."
"Can I shit on them too?"
"Why not?"
As the boys sucked each other off Valencia pissed on them. She took a shit on Dave's head and then smeared the shit with his expensive shirt into his face and that of his nine friends. They were a miserable group indeed. Valencia began to shove the dildoes in and out of assholes, concentrating on those finding it difficult to get hard.
"Come on, suck."
Dominique kept them at it for almost an hour. When she was satisfied she allowed them to stand up. They were a sorry sight, covered in shit and piss, come dribbling down their chins, utterly dominated.
"You had your fun and I had mine. I did this to you so you wouldn't get the idea of trying to make a permanent thing out of this. I don't want you troubling me again, or bothering any of my girls, or peeking at us. Unless I give you permission. If you were more friendly perhaps we could get together for some real fun sometimes. I could let you come into the school grounds and fuck and suck the girls. You could even whip them, and torture them. You would really be turned on by those who love it and cream their boxes. My girls are cockstarved and would love to be fucked. But the whole thing would have to be on my terms and you would have to let my staff and girls whip, torture, and dominate you in return."
"I want to go," Dave whimpered.
"Go, but you better keep your mouths shut about what happened here. That shit and piss on your heads and the cocksucking you did wouldn't make good telling."
"Dirty bitch."
That came from one of the boys in the back.
"I heard that. You, the tall blond, come forward."
The quaking boy came up to the front of the group with his ass dragging and the gun pointed at him.
"You have a bad mouth and now you must pay for it. Kiss my feet."
The boy sucked her toes one by one and licked her feet entirely clean.
"Now, who still can get hard?"
There were no hands raised. She looked at them in disbelief.
"I refuse to believe that in this collection of young studs there are none who can get hard four times in one night. I'm not dumb." At last a volunteer came forward, a scared, reluctant kid.
"Good, now what I want you to do is fuck the ass of your buddy as if it were a nice juicy cunt."
"I can't do that."
The gun was swung toward his head. The eyes were cold and menacing.
"Of course you can. All of your friends will follow. Now start fucking."
The time went by. The pleading, sobbing, howling boy with the bad mouth was fucked up the ass by his nine friends. They were required to caress and kiss him and lick his cheeks as if he were a girl. They were ordered to call him supercunt darling, and wipe away his tears and comfort him with words. They were ordered to laugh and whoop with joy as they fucked his ass.
The orgy was ended by a mass boy spanking. Six boys went over six laps and were spanked until their bottoms were red hot with sting. Then they exchanged places and spanked the bottoms of their buddies. The bottoms bounced and shook under the hammering of the strong hands.
"Good, very good. Oh, it's getting late. Almost dawn. Well, you may crawl away from here after we leave. If I hear a sound coming after us, I'll shoot first and ask questions later. Come along, Valencia."
Valencia had shot her rocks off watching the last of the orgy, the rape of the foul mouth boy and the mass spanking. Her inner thighs were glistening with her own come juice. She could hardly walk. Dominique had to support her. She plugged the girl up but left the remnants of their clothes behind.
"Needless to say, if you tell anybody at the school about this, Valencia, you'll be in serious trouble and minus the skin of your ass."
"Oooohhh, this was such a fantastic night."
"Yes, it was fun all right. But keep it to the two of us."
"Do you think we'll see them again?"
"Perhaps. They won't come to the school, but I think it would be easy to track them and look them up."
"I never came so much in my life."
"My box is also red hot. We'll spend all of the following two days in each other's arms, sucking and fucking and spanking. I'm going to excuse you from classes for the two days."
"I couldn't make it to class tomorrow anyway."
"Of course, you'll get one hundred lashes on the ass plus a public fingerfucking for each day you miss anyway."
Valencia laughed. "I'm glad to hear that, I really am glad."
Valencia was learning. She was doing the vibration. She danced with a vibrator up her cunt, stark naked, a load of hot water up her ass and plugged into place. The load of soapy water in her back hole dragged at her, making her steps sluggish. The whippy cane and the long carriage whip slashed red lines into her hips, thighs, and soft bottom. It kept her going.
She heaved her belly up and down, whipping her cunt in and out. Back and forth she rolled her ass, thrusting it out and jabbing the plug up her ass, swiveling her cunt and fucking herself with the vibrator. She squeezed and shook it with her vagina, making her vibrator hum and sing and drag the come juice out of her hole. She rolled her body all around, a wild girl shooting it all out.
She chewed her tits, holding them close together, mashing them tight together. She tied loops of rope around her tits and then ripped the ropes tight, crushing her tits into swollen bags of pain as she almost yanked the vibrator out and then slammed it all of the way in and pivoted around and around at full speed upon her toes, dancing and kicking out her legs and coming, coming, coming. Climax after climax tore her cunt hole apart. As she lifted a wild leg and kicked it out a great glob of cunt oil came shooting out of her hole. She slithered and heaved from bump into grind into vaginal roll.
The whips cut and slashed her ass. Blood ran in little rivers down her spasming ass and heaving, muscle weary thighs. She shook every inch of her body, singing dirty songs, begging to be tortured and fucked and enslaved.
She moved through the assembled body of the school watching in shocked and rapt silence as she did her dance number. It was the wildest, most sensational and shameless whore fuckout dance that any girl in the school had ever taken part in. Every girl had danced the vibrator shake, but none with the wild and raw abandon of Valencia.
Every girl was fingerfucking herself or one of her friends. Hands fumbled at vaginas, mouths sucked at nipples. Every eye was locked to the dancing, frantic body. Even Dominique was captured by her. She lashed the ass with the cane, watching how every crack on the wildly gyrating posteriors made the twitching mounds move all the more frantically and sensationally.
At last Valencia rose to a wild crescendo. She splayed out her legs, wide apart, the vibrator held inside her. Her limbs went stiff and then every inch of her body began to shake and shake and shake. The wild erupting tremors became more and more uncontrolled, until the girl's entire body was a blur of movement.
Sweat splashed off her body, droplets flying through the air for yards. Suddenly, froth dribbled out of her mouth and flecked her lips. Valencia rolled her eyes, the whites showing. The vibrator dropped out of her body. Piss and shit and come and sweat and foam dripped from her. She buckled and rocked and staggered and heaved, every drop of fluid and fecal matter in her body seemingly emptying out of her in a kind of whole body orgasm that none of them had ever witnessed before.
Valencia collapsed with a shriek as if she were dying. She lay in a collapsed heap on the ground.
"Oh, my God," screamed Dominique.
The fallen girl was carried off to the suite of the directress. There the nurse saw to her. Valencia was in a deep sleep, and it was a full twenty-four hours before she came out of it.
As she awoke, her cunt was still heaving and orgasming. She came to with smelling salts under her nose.
"Where am I?"
"In my apartment, my pet. You gave us all quite a scare. I've never seen such a deep sexual experience in my life. You must tell me about it."
"I just felt myself pulled along. I wasn't doing it, it was doing me. Do you understand what I mean?"
Dominique smiled and stroked the girl's hair.
"I have experienced such a thing, but never so deeply. I think that you should avoid such a wild trip again. It could be dangerous."
"I'm still high. I can't stop floating. Will you please torture me so that I can come down?"
"Anything for you, my little pet." Valencia was dragged by her hair out on the turf, along the garden path with her ass dragging and come still generating in her red, fiery cunt and dripping out of her. She was tied to a tree and flogged on the back. As the whip slashed into her back, covering her skin with a network of crisscrossing and bloody welts, she felt the pain sweeping through her body and driving away the wild vestiges of the sex explosion. As her back was flogged, she began to come down.
"Is it working?"
"Ahh, eeeii, yes, I can feel it."
A few more lashes were laid on. Then Dominique lit a cigarette. She began to touch the hot end to the white and well contoured ass globes.
"Ahh, more of that."
At last Valencia was released from her bondage. She staggered on rubbery legs, held up by two of the monitors. Her bloody back and burned ass sent waves of pain through her, ending the nympho's trip.
"Thank you, I needed that."
"I'm always glad to give you what you need." They went back to the rooms of the wild and hot nympho Dominique. She spent hours sucking the gash of her little slave girl.
The door suddenly sprang open. There was a mass of girls from all three grades, with ropes and chains. They overpowered the two and bound them tight. Dominique raved with her hands bound behind her back, her tits in the grips of two giggling girls.
"What is this?"
"A revolt," Vickie said. "You've been so busy lately fucking around with Valencia that we've been able to plan it and carry it out behind your back."
"You fucking rebel."
"Save your breath. You'll need it for the torture you undergo."
Dominique smiled. "Torture me to death, you'll never break me."
Vickie squeezed Valencia's boobs until the nipples turned purple. She fingered Dominique's hot cunt.
"We'll see. Every girl in this school has dreamed of torturing and raping you and your teachers. Let's see what you can take." The torture began. Dominique was hung from the trapeze bar in the dungeon by her wrists. Her legs were bound to the ringbolts in the floor, stretched so far apart that her cunt gaped open, her ankles tied off tight. Her limbs were stretched taut.
"Eaaah, that's a good start. What do you do to me next?"
Vickie was apparently the leader. She had a vibrator going up her cunt and one up the cunt of bound Valencia. She played with Valencia's tits and belly and mashed the hot, moist skin into her own as she came off supervising the torture.
"Harriet is going to stand under your crotch and play with you."
Harriet was a heavyset girl with big tits and a padded ass that was always full of pins or covered with welts. She took a pair of tweezers and stood with her face a few inches under the crotch of Dominique. She began to pinch and squeeze the skin around the cunt and ass rings, and the crotchline skin stretching between them, the beaver-spread tender membrane skin. She tweezed piece after piece of skin. She tweezed on the inner and outer cunt lips and she played with the clit. She made Dominique scream like a baby.
"You see how really easy it is to make you scream and shout? I have all kinds of tortures in mind for you. Right now, let's cool you off."
A hose of water was put to the wide open cunt. Dominique was douched out with the water. It was rammed in and out of her cunt, and splashed up into her box again and again. Dominique screamed as her cunt was washed out and douched and invaded by the hose pumping water into her.
"Now let's see you come."
Dominique was brought down two feet. One girl strapped on a huge, studded, triplesize dong. She strapped it on and shoved it into Dominique's cunt. She screwed out the hot gash as another girl flogged Dominique's ass to shreds with a whip. The whip tore open bleeding gashes on the white mounds. Soon blood was running down Dominique's wide-stretched legs, as her cunt was reamed out by the giant dong.
"Really a lot of fun, isn't it?"
"Eaaaah. I'll get you all for this. Ooohhh, my cunt-aaah."
When the dong was vacated from the hot gash it was dripping come.
"Shame, shame on yoooouuuu, shame, shame on yooouuuu."
"You can't get away with this."
Vickie seized Dominique by the nipples. She ground and crushed the nipples in her fingers, pulling and stretching them as she flattened the delicate pellets.
"You bitch, you're doing this because of Valencia. You're jealous."
"That's only a part of it. I've always dreamed of torturing you, all of us have." Vickie took up a cat and began to flog Dominique's tits. After a few strokes the tits were bloody with a messy pattern of welts. Dominique threw back her head and howled in despair.
"There are dozens of tortures we want to try out on you. We want to put dozens of safety pins through your skin with tiny weights hanging from them. When the weight builds up to sixty pounds or so it should be interesting. We want to burn your ass with cigars and then stick pins into the burn marks and after that whip you on the bum marks. We want to roast your ass over a fire and then rub it and spank it. We want to put your tits into a tit-screwing machine and see how long we can stretch them."
"You can't do those things to her," Valencia cried.
"Sure we can. We can do anything we want to with her. Now, are you with us or against us, cupcake? Do you want to share in her ordeal?"
"No, I don't."
"Good, now start sucking my ass."
Valencia was untied and she fell on her knees to suck the ass of Vickie. As she sucked the ass Dominique was tortured further. Hands wrung and kneaded the fleshy parts of her tits and ass mounds. Blood was squeezed out of the four mangled and flogged melons.
Somebody thrust a long brush up into Valencia's cunt. It was a special torture device, a brush for irritating and rubbing raw the inside of a vagina. It was now used on Dominique.
There was a wild, unrestrained orgy throughout the room as the torture continued. Dominique's legs were wrapped with wire, the wire sinking into the flesh until the loops were buried by the bulged up flesh and the skin would retain the black marks of the wire for weeks.
Somebody whipped Dominique on the ass with a small strap. It stung but did not tear. Instead, it piled more pain upon the pain caused by the many welts. As the ass was whipped, cunt hairs were tweezed out of Dominique's cunt, strand by strand and in small clumps.
After her cunt bush had been partially defoliated, the strap was turned on her cunt mound. The pelvis was flogged and the insides of the thighs reddened with the whipping.
Vickie continued to direct the whipping. Valencia slipped away and put her mouth to the cunt of Rose. She sucked Rose's bush until it was smeared with cunt juice.
Girls whipped each other on the tits and ass and shoved fingers and dongs in and out of each other. They whipped at the hanging body of Dominique, and used vibrators on both her holes.
There was sucking and fingerfucking galore. Girls slipped off in pairs and small groups. There was wild bedlam and commotion.
Valencia slipped away. She made her way furtively to Dominique's rooms. They haven't thought of everything, she thought. There was still one ace open to her. There was the revolver that Dominique had used on the group of rapists they had run into. The others didn't know about it, but Valencia knew, even where it was kept.
Valencia opened the door and entered the luxurious suite. She opened a drawer and pulled it out. The revolver was in a small box attached to the underside. She pulled it out and held it in her hand. Now she had the power. She sat down to think.
What should she do? Take off from the place. Rescue Dominique? Try a takeover herself.
After a long study she decided. She went down to the lower dungeon where the teachers and monitors were in bondage.
She released them from their bondage. Then she went to her room, got her things and went out the front door. The sentry tried to stop her.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Valencia pointed the gun in her direction.
"Get the fuck out of my way."
She left the school, stealing Dominique's sports car. With fifty bucks cash and the car, she went cruising off for the free world.
Behind her all hell broke loose. There was battle throughout the school between the students and the faculty. The students had the numbers, but the faculty had the fighting skill. The students were disorganized and the faculty had it all together. There was a long and bloody battle, but it was the students who lost.
Some time the following day, Dominique hobbled down to the dungeons where the ringleaders were crammed. Every girl was bound and gagged in her room, and discipline was about to be restored. Dominique had brought in three extra strong-arm girls, and they would give her the support she needed.
Dominique was stark naked, covered with bandages. She was a mass of wounds and injuries from head to foot. But she was all ready for her vengeance upon the ass of the treacherous Vickie.
Vickie was bound between two pillars. Her body was coated with the mucky sweat of fear. Trembling and afraid, she awaited her punishment.
"Valencia is gone, thanks to you. She took off with my car after seeing to my rescue. I don't know what I'm going to tell her mother."
She gripped Vickie by the throat and choked her until her face turned purple.
"My school undone. All of that discipline swept away at one stroke. I'll break you into little pieces. And Valencia is gone. Miss Supercunt, gone from me. I wanted her." Vickie spat into her face. "Fuck you." Dominique poked three fingers up into Vickie's cunt. She hooked her fingers, dug her nails into the membrane, and then ripped her claws along the inside of the vaginal wall.
"EEEEEEEaaaaai iieeeeeeee."
"That was a good loud one, but I'll show you what real screaming is, you slut."
She brought out a curious object. It was a spiked board with a screw on the back. She fitted the board over Vickie's tits.
"I'm sure that you can understand how this works. I turn the screw and it tightens up, sinking these spikes very slowly into your tits."
She began the torture. She turned the crank a turn at a time, very slowly and methodically. The tits were slowly pierced by the spikes. They broke the skin and sank into the white flesh. Blood began to flow and run down Vickie's belly into her cunt bush. She screamed and screamed as the spikes penetrated all of the way, until the board was flat against her flattened out tits, with the spikes sunk into the ivory meat.
"That's a good start."
Dominique took a pair of tweezers. She began to pull small bits of skin off of Vickie's ass. Very slowly she worked, tearing dozens of small bits of skin off the bottom. She worked around to the inner thighs, and then gave the tits a few skinning tugs.
"Better and better."
She took a cigar and lit it. She blew smoke in Vickie's contorted face. Then she touched the hot end to Vickie's belly. There was a small sizzling sound, and then the smell of burned skin. She touched again to a patch of pubic hair. It sizzled and flamed, and then it incinerated. Smoke rose from the burned hair patch.
She touched it a dozen times to each side of the white ass. This was followed by a touch to each of the spiked tits. She burned the armpits and the soles of the feet. She ended with the palms of the hands and then stood back and inspected Vickie, who hung in her bondage more dead than alive.
"You never dreamed that pain could be that awful, did you?"
She picked up a whip and began to tear the ass apart. She concentrated upon the burn marks. There were shrieks of horror from the various ringleaders scattered around the room. The whip struck out at them, gashing their flesh. She whipped tits to pieces, tore asses apart. Blood ran from flogged bellies and from pussy mounds that had been stung and lashed with the whip. Then she turned to the ringleader, tearing great bleeding welts into Vickie's ass.
She whipped the ass until the skin leaked blood down to the ankles. Flaps of ripped skin hung down. She came close to the bottom and began to club and beat it with the handle of the whip. She beat upon the burn marks, and stroked the lengths of the lash cuts. She pounded the handle in and out of the asshole, and then she flogged off the vagina with it.
She thrust two hundred needles into the body of the girl who had tortured her. She put them into the tits, the ass, the belly and thighs. She thrust them into the lips of the cunt and into the girl's cheeks. She fastened her mouth shut by putting pins through both lips. Then she pierced the nipples, fingers, toes, earlobes, nose and throat. When she had finished she surveyed her job.
It was a great piece of torture. It would do until she began again upon the next day. It was some satisfaction to her, but she knew that she would miss her Valencia that night.
