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 Uniformity

   by

   Doghead_2000





   For years I had been fascinated by the subject of women in uniforms, big
ones, little ones, tall ones, short ones, in fact it wasn't actually the
woman herself but the sexy quality that a uniform brought to her that
always attracted me to them.  Mind you a lovely young trim figure to set
the uniform off was always an added bonus at anytime.  Over the years I'd
lost count of how many hours I had sat in my car outside a hospital, near a
police station or outside a nearby army camp or naval station, just
watching the uniformed women coming or going about their business.

   I used to fantasize about the ones I saw at night, in the privacy of my
flat, which was of course in the close vicinity to the local hospitals
nurse's quarters by no accident.  I would probably have gone on admiring
the women in their uniforms from a distance, had it not been for an amazing
stroke of luck, when I won a large sum of money in the lottery.

   That was nearly eighteen months ago.  Since then I have been slowly
planning my little escapade and obtaining the equipment that I would
require to carry it out in total secrecy.  I was planning to only ever do
this the one time, so everything would have to be planned down to the
minutest possiable detail first so that nothing would go wrong, and most
importantly, so that I would never get caught.

   My first acquisition was a dilapidated old farmhouse up state, purchased
as an improvement project.  I used to go up on weekends to work on it and
let the locals know that it was a long term DIY project.  After a while
they got used to my comings and goings at strange times to work on the
property in my spare time.  The most important part of the purchase was the
huge Dutch style barn that was part of the property..  I next purchased a
large old lorry, of the boxed furniture removal kind, and used it to
transport things like timber and building materials back and forth to the
farm.

   After a while of setting a good cover for myself, most of my time at the
farmhouse was actually spent on converting the interior of the barn and the
lorry itself.  Both were completely soundproofed and adapted to meet my
very special requirement needs.

   I then spent months choosing my victims and getting to know all their
routines and habits, planning my tactics and routes, every possiable
eventuality was worked out and planned for in advance.  All I had to do was
pick the day, and today was that day.

   I choose the Bank Holiday weekend, as it gives me an extra day before
most of my victims would be missed, even military personnel and nurses get
an extra days holiday as long as they are not detailed to be on duty.  Of
course my preparations have included ways of checking on various duty
rosters, so I knew my victims would be off.  I had three full days to carry
out my plans and then cover my tracks for good.

   Friday night I prepared the lorry and loaded and fitted all my apparatus
in readiness for an early start on the Saturday morning.  When I finally
got to bed I didn't get much sleep, the excitement and anticipation of the
coming days events were acting like a drug to my system.  By five-thirty on
the Saturday morning I had the van parked up in one of the narrow
alleyways, off a road near the central Police Station up town.  My first
planned victim was a lovely blonde police officer, I knew she came off duty
at six, and she always walked the six blocks to her flat passed this
alleyway.  She also always stayed in her uniform until she got home, unlike
some of the officers who changed into civvies at the station before they
left.

   I had purposely parked the lorry into the alleyway so that it would have
to be reversed out past a couple of large garbage skips to get back out on
the road.  The back of the vehicle was about twenty feet away from the
corner, and there were no doors or windows overlooking the alleyway.

   At a few minutes past six I saw my victim walking down the road in my
direction.  I started the lorry engine and got ready.  As she reached the
end of the alleyway I called over to her.

   "Excuse me officer, I seem to be in a bit of a predicament, I don't
suppose you could help me to reverse out of the alley could you?"

   She took one look at the lorries situation, which was obviously a bit
dangerous and agreed to help.  As I thought, she prepared to stop any
traffic on the road that I would be reversing into, rather than enter the
alley.  I jumped into the lorries cab and started to reverse.  After a few
feet, I deliberately turned the wheel so that I hit one of the garbage
skips with a loud clang.  I jumped out to look at the damage, and of course
the girl also came into the alleyway to have a look.

   I bent down to pretend to check the damage, of which there wasn't
actually any.  And asked her if she thought it would be all right to carry
on.  Of course she also bent over to have a look under the corner of the
lorry, and that's when I struck.

   I pulled the Chloroform covered rag out of the sealed plastic bag in my
pocket and clamped it over the girl's mouth and nose in one swift movement.
She was unable to struggle or swing out at me, as I had her trapped between
the skip and the lorry.  I was a bit surprised at how long it took for her
body to go limp in my arms, in films and on the television it always seemed
to be instantaneous.  I flipped open the back of the lorry and then dragged
the girl over to the back and lifted her inside.  I had fixed up a winch
motor inside for lifting if necessary, but on this occasion it wasn't
required.

   I jumped in the lorry after her and closed the doors behind me.  I had
rigged the back of the vehicle to be in two sections, this first section
near the doors had a false back covered in boxes and packing cases.  With
the flick of a hidden switch the cases and false back slid open to reveal a
cavernous rear section that was thick with soundproofing on the walls and
ceiling.  The floor was covered in a couple of layers of gymnasium mats to
deaden the sound and provide a soft floor.

   I dragged the girl into the inner sanctum and bound her up like a
trussed chicken, her arms and legs behind her back.  Then I wrapped a rope
around the lashings, which was hooked into a ring in one of the sidewalls
to stop her wriggling around when she came too.  I placed a ball gag in her
mouth and then used sticky tape over this to stop her making any form of
noise with her mouth.  Once sorted, I stepped out and closed the false
doors behind me.  I locked the lorries main rear door when I got out.

   The whole well rehearsed routine had taken less than five minute from
when I first took out the chloroform rag, to locking the doors.  It took
less than another two minutes to push the skips out of the way and reverse
out of the alley and drive away with my first victim.

   I had about an hour and a half before my next pick up, so I drove to a
transport café on the edge of town, where there were always a large number
of trucks parked up day and night.  Parking up at one side, away from the
building itself.  I entered the rear of the lorry through a small hatch cut
into the back of the cab.

   The policewoman was awake and watching me when I entered the rear of the
lorry, so I used the chloroform again to knock her out again.  This time I
only held it to her nose for as long as necessary for her to drop into
unconsciousness.  I released her bounds and lifted her to prop her up
against the side of the vehicle.  I attached two ropes to her wrists and
hauled her up using a couple of rings near the ceiling and tied them off.
Her ankles were also tied to a couple of rings near the floor about three
feet apart.  Then I did up a thick leather strap that was attached to the
wall around her waist so that she was totally immobilised against the
lorries side.  As soon as I had finished I exited through the small hatch
back into the cab.  Then got out and locked up, crossing over to the café
building to get a cup of coffee so that the vehicles presence wasn't out of
place.

   My next victim was a nurse who was coming off duty at eight.  I used
more or less the same procedure to catch her, only this time I pretended to
slip and hurt my ankle as she walked passed.  Of course being an angel of
mercy she immediately came to my aid and was quickly subdued with the
chloroform and bundled into the back of the lorry and trussed up on the
floor like the first time.  Again I drove away from the area of the
hospital and parked up in a more appropriate area to secure her to the side
of the lorry like the police girl.

   I picked up three more girls in uniform.  An air hostess who had just
flown in to the local airport, I tricked her by asking for the location of
another airlines offices while pretending to unload boxes out of the back.
A Naval Lieutenant from near the dockyards, who I asked for directions
while pretending to unload, and an Army recruitment Sergeant, just around
the corner from her offices, again asking her for directions.  Its amazing
how women will trust a delivery man who asks for directions, when they will
usually run a mile from a stranger asking the same question.

   After each collection I would drive away from the area as quickly as
possiable and find a more convenient place to park up to tie up the latest
girl properly to the wall.  By two in the afternoon, I had collected all
five of my intended victims, the nurse, Police officer, a sailor, a soldier
and of course the air stewardess.  I was now ready to head out of the city
to the farm.

   However first I had a little treat for all the girls to enjoy on the
three-hour journey.  I drove out of the city on the interstate and pulled
into one of the large truck stops and again parked up in a more secluded
area.  Then used the hatch to enter the back of the lorry.  I flicked on an
interior light switch that started three bright florescent light strips
built into the ceiling that lit up the whole of the back.  The scene that
was illuminated was a dream come true.  All five uniformed girls were
immobilised against the sides of the vehicle, all of them were now
conscious, but with their arms above their heads about three feet apart,
with their legs also spread the same distance apart.  Each of them had the
leather strap around their waists so that they couldn't move.  All five
girls had been selected as they wore uniforms that had skirts, instead of
the optional trousers in some cases.

   I crossed over to the air stewardess first; I took hold of the hem of
her skirt on both sides and pulled it slowly up her legs until it was
bunched up around her waist.  She was wearing a sexy pair of stockings and
suspender belt under her skirt.  Her knickers were made of white cotton,
which I took hold of, and tore from her body, to leave her nicely trimmed
short pubes in full view.

   The nurse was next.  I lifted her dress up to her waist and had to tuck
it in to the leather strap so that it stayed up out of the way.  She was
wearing tights and a little pair of pink knickers underneath.  These I
dragged half way down to her knees, to expose her thick triangle of dark
pubic hair.

   The Naval Lieutenant also had on a pair of really sexy stockings with a
garter belt, all in black to match her black lace knickers, these of course
I ripped away from her hips as she wouldn't be needing them again. 
Surprisingly though, she had a completely shaven pubic area, which looked
really cute with her stockings and naval uniform.

   Both the Army sergeant and the police officer were wearing tights under
their uniforms, which I pulled down their legs like the nurses, along with
their knickers.  I now had all five females with their skirts up around
their waists and their pussies and pubes in full view.  It was a glorious
feeling to have them all totally at my mercy in this state of undress.

   I went over to a metal chest at one side of the van and removed five
specially created devices for the girls, as a treat to keep themselves
occupied during the trip.  I also took out a large jar of petroleum jelly.
The homemade creations were a sort of bracket that could be slotted into
the side of the vehicle.  Fixed to the brackets at right angles were really
thick twelve-inch dildos with wires coming out from the bottom and a plug
at the other end.

   I picked up the first of the brackets and smeared jelly onto the large
dildo, and then I knelt between the legs of the lovely air stewardess and
pushed the imitation cock up into her cunt.  I kept pushing until it was
buried inside her a good nine inches.  I then pushed the bracket into a
line of holes on the wall so that it locked into place at that height.  The
plug on the end of the wires was pushed into a socket near the base of the
wall.

   One after the other, I shoved a lubricated device up into each of the
other girl's cunts, hiding a good nine inches inside them before locking
them into place and plugging them in to the sockets.  I then slackened off
each of the girl's wrists by a couple of inches The movement of the lorry
over the highways bumps should now lead to some interesting results as they
bounced around on their special prepared cocks.  Satisfied with my
preparations, I added the final little touch, reaching up I flicked another
switch that fed power from the vehicles twelve-volt power supply into all
the dildos powerful motors.  The girl's faces were a delight as the
powerful vibrations filled their pussies with the results of my labour.

   I flicked down all of the girl's skirts again, so that they looked
decent and more respectable in their uniforms.  Then turned off the lights
to leave them to enjoy the journey in total darkness.  As soon as I had
gone through the hatch and closed it, I started the vehicle and began the
long drive up to the farm.

   Due to holiday traffic on the highway it actually took three and a half
hours to get up to the farm, a bit longer than normal, however by five
thirty I pulled into the courtyard between the house and the barn.  I
immediately jumped out and opened up the locked doors of the barn and
backed the lorry inside, locking the doors again from the inside.  I
switched off a master switch in the drivers cab that would cut all the
power to the rear of the vehicle, including the girls little treats.  I
would imagine that they would be getting pretty sore by now, from the
continuous vibrations inside their stuffed pussies.  I decided to give them
a bit of respite while I used a side door in the barn to go over to the
house.

   I made some coffee and prepared a quick TV type dinner, it had been a
long day since my last proper meal, and it was going to be an even longer
night, so I sat down and had my refreshments, and relaxed for about an hour
in an armchair.  I had the radio on to listen to the news at six, However
there were no reports of any abductions broadcast, so I was able to relax
and think about my special plans for the evening.

   By the time I went back to the barn, it was beginning to start to get
dark.  I again used the side door and locked it behind me before turning on
the vast array of florescent lighting that illuminated the interior like
bright sunlight.  I had special plans for each of the girls that were based
on the type of uniforms that they were wearing, but first I had the problem
of getting them out of the lorry and under restraint in the barn.

   I opened up the rear doors of the lorry and hooked them back out of the
way and then climbed up and opened up the false doors.  As I did so light
flooded into the back of the vehicle for the first time in hours.  The five
uniformed girls were forced to close their eyes at the sudden glare and
only slowly open them again.  All of the girls looked totally exhausted.  I
suppose a combination of the journey down mounted on the vibrating dildos
and having to hold themselves up on the wall to prevent the things full
twelve inched from totally impaling them.

   Kneeling in front of each girl in turn, starting with the air stewardess
again, I reached under her skirt and took hold of the dildos bracket and
pressed a small button on the underside.  With a click the device
disengaged itself from the holes in the wall and I slowly withdrew the
thing from up her pussy.  She physically collapsed in her bindings as the
implement was withdrawn, as did all the other girls.

   I was reluctant to use the chloroform a third time on any of the girls
to transfer them out of the back of the vehicle, but I couldn't risk one of
them breaking away or even possibly injuring me some how, so I had decided
to use another interesting method of incapacitating them during the move,
one that was designed to also create exquisite pain.  Out of my pocket I
produced a small box with a couple of metal prongs fixed at one end, on the
face of the box was a dial with calibrations marked off on it, and a small
sliding on and off switch.  I set the dial on one of its middle settings
and switched it on.  A blue light arched across the two metal prongs as the
high power voltage jumped over the gap.  I switched off and reset the dial
to a higher midway point.

   I approached the nurse first and held the electric shock device to the
side of the girl's neck.  I flicked the on switch for only a few seconds
but she collapsed in her bindings as if she had been pole axed.  Working
quickly, I released her ankles and the leather strap first before releasing
her hands and dropping her to the floor.  I half dragged her, half carried
her, off the back of the vehicle and across the barn to a frame that I had
prepared specially.

   It was basically a straight forward metal tube frame, with a base, a
couple of uprights and a top cross bar, however the uprights were doubled
up, and one of them on each side could be hinged and swung our at various
points.  I tied the girl's hands and wrists to the two ends of the top bar,
then her ankles to the bottom of the adjustable uprights.  She was now
fastened as if she was on a Saint Andrews cross.  I removed the tape and
ball gag from the still groggy girl's mouth, as the barns soundproofing
made it totally unnecessary.

   Leaving the nurse to come round all on her own, I got back in the lorry
and used the shock device on the air stewardess.  After dragging her off
the vehicle I attached her to a similar frame, only this one had a number
of ropes and pulleys coming off of the upright bars, where her wrists and
ankles were attached.  The other three girls were also taken out of the
vehicle in a similar fashion one at a time and attached to frames, each
with just a few minor adaptations for the planed forthcoming events for
each individual girl.

   Turning my attention once again to the nurse who was fully awake by now.
I used a knife to cut open her uniform from neck to hem at the front.  Her
bra was cut open between the cups holding her breasts, and I cut away and
removed her pantyhose and knickers.  By flicking the two sides of her
clothes to the side she was completely naked down the front of her body. 
As a nurse, I had decided that her treatment should reflect on her
profession, using ointments, treatments and operations used by the medical
fraternity.

   Her legs were already wide apart in the frame, however I placed a cross
bar on the frame in front of her stomach.  I then flicked a switch and the
hinged side poles that her ankles were attached to, started to raise up and
outwards until she was practically in the sitting position, with her legs
splayed out at a most uncomfortable angle.  From a cupboard I produced a
spray can of one of those deep heat treatments, you know the ones that
athletes use for muscle sprains.  I gave the can a shake and then gave a
very short burst of the cans fine mist spray between the girl's legs.

   It took less than a minute for the chemical action on the skin to start
to work and generate heat on and around the girl's pussy lips.  She started
to squirm and twist around in her bonds as she started to moan from the
chemical reaction on her sensitive parts.  I stood and watched her getting
more and more uncomfortable for about five minutes.  Then I reached
forwards and gave both her breasts a quick spray as well as another quick
spray between her legs.

   It was delightful to watch as she tried to squirm and dance in the frame
while she moaned in agony at the fire on her loins and breasts.  After
another five minutes or so, I turned and got a pair of rubber surgical
gloves out of the cupboard.  After putting the gloves on I stood between
her wide-open legs.  Reaching out I slid two rubber-clad fingers into the
girl's pussy and forced it wide open.  The girl started to scream for me to
stop with terror in her eyes, as my other hand holding the can of spray
approached her gapping cunt hole.  I placed the nozzle of the can right up
to the hole created by my fingers and pressed the trigger button on top.  I
emptied at least half of the can inside the girl's pussy before I stopped
and pulled my fingers out.  I then held her pussy's outer lips open and
sprayed nearly all of the rest of the can on her lips and clitoris.  What
little that was left in the can was used up to soak her breasts and nipples
again.  Within seconds the girl was screaming out in pure agony as her sex
burned from the inside.  I watched her screaming for a few more minutes
before moving on to another victim.

   My attention was next turned to the naval lieutenant.  Without doubt she
was the best looking female of the bunch, at least to me, and the naval
officers uniform that she wore was a real turn on.  My first treatment for
her was going to be real fun.  As you know there have been rumours and
innuendoes about sailors for hundred of years since about their sexual
preferences and what used to go on below decks on those long months at sea.
Well I was going to give this female sailor a bit of tradition.

   I placed a bar across the uprights like before; only this one was a
little lower across her hips.  When I flicked the switch on the frame, the
top half of the uprights started to bend downwards, taking the girl's
wrists with them.  The mechanism didn't stop until her wrists were touching
her ankles and she was bent over double across the cross bar.  Her lovely
long legs were now stretched from the bottom of the wide frame to where her
shapely arse hung over the supporting bar.  I stood behind her and started
to let my hands roam over the top of her skirt-covered buttocks, squeezing
and kneading the cute flesh beneath.  Then I let my hands roam down the
backs of her two nylon-covered legs, stroking the soft silky covered limbs,
before starting to rub my fingers up the inside of her legs on the way up.

   When I reached the hem of her skirt, I slid both hands up underneath the
material, across her stocking tops and up along her bare inner thighs until
my fingers came in contact with her naked shaved pussy lips.  The girl had
been complaining and telling me to stop up until that point, however her
complaints turned to painful moans as I grabbed hold of her pussy lips and
started to give them a squeeze.  Withdrawing my hands from under her skirt,
I stood up behind her and took hold of the hem of her skirt.  Slowly I drew
the material up over her thighs and naked buttocks until I had got it
bunched up around her waist.

   She really did have a beautiful rear end on her, this girl, her buttocks
were really shapely, but very firm and smooth.  Under the bottom of her
cheeks, her shaved pussy was gapping open between the inverted vee of her
legs, pointing backwards in my direction.  I couldn't resist having another
feel and sliding a couple of fingers deep inside her cunt.  She was moist
inside although not very tight, mind you I doubt if any of the girls would
be that tight after riding the huge dildos for so long on the way up to the
farm.

   Finally I dropped my trousers and stood close up behind her.  She only
moaned when I shoved my erect cock up her cunt, ramming it in as far as I
could and started to pump into her.  I only fucked her cunt for a couple of
minutes, getting my cock nice and slippery from her juices while reaching
round to play and squeeze her clitoris.  Then I pulled my cock out of her
pussy and positioned it behind the cheeks of her arse.

   Using my thumbs to spread her arse cheeks apart, I pushed my swollen
cock against the tight little opening of her anus.  She immediately
realised what I was going to do to her and started to scream out for me to
stop.  Her begging turned to moans of pain as I roughly forced the head of
my slippery cock against her sphincter muscles and pushed.  She was
desperately trying to clench her cheeks and muscles together to prevent
entry by my huge cock.  However it was me that won the battle and she
screamed out in agonising pain as my cock broke through the portal and
plunged deep inside her bowels.

   Oh!  It was really tight inside my female sailors arse, I savoured the
feeling of the tight clamping of her rear passage around my cock, the
shaking as she sobbed and screamed at the pain, was transferred through her
body into my impaling cock, adding even more delightful sensations.  I
remained buried as deeply as I could for at least two minutes, forcing my
hips as far forward as possiable, until her rear passage started to get
used to the size of the embedded cock and release some of its grip.  Then I
took hold of her around the hips and started to pump myself in and out with
long hard strokes, fucking her arse with gusto and a mission.

   My pumping cock started to increase in pace as my own excitement started
to build up.  As I felt the first twinges of an orgasm building up, I
really started to hammer into her anus as fast as I could, totally ignoring
her own pain in search of my moment of paradise.  As my semen started to
race out of my balls and into my cock, I slammed myself forwards and held
onto her hips tightly while my juices flooded her bowels with seed.

   Having shot my load into her butt, I pulled my cock out and pulled up my
trousers again.  I left her where she was and went over to the cupboard to
retrieve two long cylindrical objects that looked like miniature torpedoes,
small models of the ones the navy use.  I slid one of the torpedo like
objects a good eight inches up inside the girl's arse and one in her cunt.
I used a small harness that was with the torpedoes to secure them in place.

   Then I pressed a button on the frame she was bound to, which raised her
arms and body again until they were parallel to the ground.  She was still
bent over, but now I could look her in the face.  I then pressed a small
remote control device, the size of a box of matches, and the girl suddenly
let out a horrendous scream as her body went absolutly rigid in pain.  She
was like that for about five seconds and then suddenly collapsed again. 
Fifteen seconds later she again went rigid and let out another horrifying
scream.

   The torpedoes that I had shoved into her, were created to deliver a
harmless but very painful electric shock directly into the surrounding
flesh, once I had activated them they would deliver shocks at random
intervals.  Both were independent of each other so she would never know
which would activate next.  She may even get a double shock if she was
unlucky enough.

   It was time to set up the next girl in line for my special treatment,
the lovely air stewardess.  Now for a girl who wants to fly, I had a very
strange and special treatment set up.  With a flick of a switch the two
upright poles that her wrists and ankles were bound to were pulled further
apart by the ropes and pulleys.  I removed the upper and lower bars from
the frame as soon as she was stretched taut and spread-eagled wide.  Then I
slowly began to undress her.

   Using a sharp pair of scissors, I removed her uniform jacket and skirt
to leave her bound in just her stockings, suspender belt and uniform shirt.
She looked a real tasty sight with her legs spread wide and the bottom of
her shirt gapping open to reveal her neatly trimmed short blond pubes.  I
would love to have taken a photo of her like this, however that's one risk
that I did dare not take in case it fell into the wrong hands at some
point. Still how she looked now would be engraved in my mind for all time.

   Next I cut away her shirt to reveal her lacy white bra, her luscious big
boobs were trying to burst out of the top of the flimsy garment, and of
course I assisted by cutting the thin band of material lying across her
cleavage.  Her large breasts swung outwards and downwards under their own
weight and bounced up and down on her chest like a couple of big quivering
jellies.  Slicing through the bra's shoulder straps, I let the garment fall
to the floor.

   I then slipped her shoes off of her feet and used the scissors to make a
hole in the foot of one of her stockings.  Then with one of the blades
sliding up her leg, between the nylon and her skin, I sliced the stocking
completely open and peeled it away from her body.  The second stocking came
next, followed by her suspender belt, which I sliced open at the front in
the middle, passing one of the scissor blades up though her pubic hair and
tickling her lower belly deliberately in the process.  The lovely girl was
now completely naked and spread for me to feast my eyes on.

   I inspected her lovely form from every possiable angle and then let my
hands rove all over her lovely charms, including her breasts, buttocks and
of course between her legs, probing and slipping my fingers inside her
pussy at will.  Then with another flick of a switch, the ropes around the
uprights started to move once again.  Her ankles started to rise off the
ground backwards, until she was parallel to the ground and facing
downwards. Then the poles pulled outwards even further so that she was
suspended in the air like a flying bird.

   She was lowed in this position until she was about three feet off of the
floor.  By pushing her, I was able to swing her backwards and forwards like
a pendulum.  Standing between her spread legs, I dropped my pants and took
out my cock, which was already showing an eagerness to participate in a bit
more action of its own.  Grabbing hold of the stewardess around her hips, I
positioned the swollen head of my cock against her cunt hole and by pulling
her towards me, I sank my cock deep up to the hilt in her pussy.

   Using the apparatus like a swing, I fucked her cunt good and hard,
pushing her away from me, and letting her own weight draw her cunt deep
onto my engorged cock.  I fucked her like this hard, until my cock started
to twitch and spurt cum deep up into her defenceless body.

   After I pulled out of her and did up my pants, I went over to the corner
where an electric stew maker was keeping a pan of thick black liquid hot. I
crossed back over to the girl with the pan and started to smear her back
and buttocks with the hot tar using a spatula.  The tar was not actually
scolding hot, but it was more than hot enough to be extremely painful for
the girl, who broke out screaming as it was applied.  As soon as her whole
back area was covered with the gooey stuff, I retrieved a sack of feathers
from the cupboard and tipped them all over her so that they stuck to the
tar.

   She was now beginning to look like a real bird, but I hadn't finished
with her just yet.  From the cupboard I collected a couple more items.  The
first was a feather duster, the handle of which had been broken off at
about six inches long and bound with tape until it was about an inch thick.
I rammed the handle of duster deep into the girl's anus, so that only the
feather end stuck out of her butt like a tail.

   The second object was a child's toy rugby football, A lot smaller than
the real thing, measuring about five inched long and about four inched in
diameter, and of course the shape was egg shaped.  I stood between the
girl's wide spread legs and smeared my right hand with petroleum jelly. 
Then I started to force my fingers into her fucked pussy, first a couple,
then three, and then four.  I pumped my fingers into her cunt stretching
her cunt lips and opening wider and wider.  Then I forced my whole fist
into her cunt and really started to fist fuck her as she screamed out at
the pain.  I wasn't to gentle with her as I continued to stretch her
opening as wide as I could.  I then picked up the toy ball and started to
screw it into her cunt using both hands.  It took a while to force the
imitation egg right into her pussy, although it was helped slightly by not
having the air inside fully pumped up so that it could be squashed a bit.
However by the time that I got it all the way in, and her pussy lips
started to close back over it, her belly was starting to look as if she was
pregnant.

   Before moving over to the next girl on my list, I flicked the switch
again so that the stewardess was lifted high in the air near the roof of
the barn, she was now a real flying bird.

   The lovely long arm of the law was my next choice for some fun.  As a
treat, at least for me, this member of the Law and Order brigade was about
to receive some good old-fashioned corporal punishment of her own.  The
girl was small with nearly black hair tied up in a ponytail behind her
neck; she looked almost Mexican or Italian with her dark olive skin.

   I removed her skirt with the scissors and then removed her shoes, tights
and panties to leave her naked from the waist down, the thick triangle of
curly black pubic hair could be clearly seen nestling at the junction of
the top of her legs.  Then I placed a cross bar across the uprights level
with her hips.  The switch started the mechanism that brought her arms down
to near her feet, leaving her well and truly bent forwards over the bar
with her arse in the air and her legs spread.

   From the cupboard I collected the implements of my own brand of justice,
these included a good old-fashioned school headmasters cane, a vicious
looking cat of nine tails and an eight-foot long leather whip with a
braided handle.  As I stood in front of her with the instruments of her
torture in clear view, she started to whimper and beg for mercy.  I
selected the old school cane as my first tool of choice, swishing it
through the air in front of her to test the way it bent and straightened as
it moved.  Then I walked behind her to where her shapely naked spread
buttock cheeks stood out ready for my attention.

   I stood behind her and swished the cane up and down a few more times
behind her butt, watching in fascination as her buttock cheeks seemed to
clench and relax each time that the cane made a whooshing sound through the
air behind her.  Then I brought the cane down sharply across the fleshy
cheeks of her buttocks and her pleading and moans turned to a sudden scream
of agony.

   The cane swished backwards and forwards across her buttocks and the
backs of her legs, seeking a fresh piece of flesh to heat up and sting with
each powerful stroke.  Her screams seemed to melt into one continuous wail
of pain as the cane bit into her body.  Her olive coloured skin started to
be decorated with long lines of dark red, creating a pattern of punishment
as proof of my endeavours.  Before stopping and selecting another of the
punishment items to use on her, I brought the end of the cane up sharply
between her legs, so that her pussy was able to feel the force of the
cane's kiss for itself.  Her screams got even more agonised as the thin
slither of wood struck home on her pussy lips and clitoris a few times
before I let the cane drop to the floor.

   I pressed the switch that once again lifted the woman cops arms up above
her head and removed the crossbar from in front of her hips.  Then I used
the scissors to remove the rest of her uniform, her jacket tunic, her shirt
and her black sports bra, so that she was now hanging completely naked and
displayed before me.  I bent down and picked up the cat of nine tails and
swished it through the air to create a really satisfactory sound, as the
multi leather thongs pushed the air to one side.  Without warning I laid
the tails across the girls chest, its nine tails covering both the breasts
at the same time creating a multitude of points of pain on her lovely tits.

   Swish, Swish, swish, again and again the tails covered her breasts with
their multiple kisses as the girl screamed.  The blows were not hard enough
to really mark her flesh, however the pain was excruciating on her tender
bosoms, especially when one of the tails came to rest across one of her
very tender nipples.  After about a dozen strokes I stopped and walked
around her to the back, the cat now started to lay its kisses on to the
smooth skin of her back.  With far greater force than before, I laid into
her flesh raising a multitude of welts across her back and sides.  Every so
often I couldn't resist the temptation to drop the cat's tails down to take
another bite at her already streaked arse cheeks.

   I laid into her back for a good ten minutes with the cat before I once
again walked around to her front.  Again I laid a dozen or so strokes
across her tender breasts, this time however using the cats full strength
to inflict agonising pain.  Then I dropped the cat down between her legs
and with a few powerful upward strokes of its tails, inflicted some pure
agony to her spread pussy and inner thighs.  The cop's eyes were streaming
with tears as she screamed her agony out aloud for us all to hear.

   Finally I was satisfied that she had tasted enough of the cat's
pleasures and placed it back on the floor, only to stand up again with the
eight foot whip in my hands.  Her tear stained eyes opened wide at the
sight of her really vicious looking weapon.  I cracked it in the air in
front of her before going round the back to make a start.

   Again and again I laid the whips vicious business end to her skin,
concentrating on her back and buttocks, but occasionally wrapping the long
tail around her body so that its tip would kiss her belly or breasts, or
even bringing it up between her legs to warm up her pussy once again.  The
long whip left deep ugly welts all over her body as a testimony to its
painful efficiency.  The girl didn't last too long before she collapsed in
her bonds, so I dropped the whip and made preparations for the final girls
treatment.

   The Army Recruitment Sergeant posed me with a bit of a problem in coming
up with a suitable treatment, unlike the other girls, I could not come up
with a suitable idea to match her chosen profession.  So I used the
scissors to strip her uniform off her and then removed her tights and
undergarments.  I was surprised that she was actually wearing army issued
olive drab undergarments, totally sexless for such an attractive young
lady.

   At last I had her stripped completely naked in front of me.  I walked
around her nude spread-eagled body stroking and probing every little nook
and cranny of her creamy skin with my fingers, squeezing and fondling her
athletic young form.  Then I reached into my pocket and took out the
electric shock device that I had used earlier.  I turned the selector
switch to its lowers setting and reached between her legs with the device.
When I triggered the device between her legs the powerful electric shock
jumped from the devices prongs into her lovely cunt lips.  She let out a
beautiful scream as her body went rigid with pain.  When I released the
trigger switch, her body suddenly relaxed, maybe a bit too much as a stream
of piss suddenly shot onto the floor from between her legs.

   Once the stream of yellow liquid had stopped, I started to apply the
device to all parts of her body, paying particular attention to her breasts
and nipples.  I revelled in the way her body would jerk absolutly rigid
each time that the switched on device touched her naked skin, every tendon
and muscle would suddenly go taut as the electric current took over their
control.  When I held it in place for any length of time, her whole body
would shake violently until I released the trigger button.

   Finally tiring of the game, I placed the shock device back in my pocket
and stood in front of her.  Reaching out I cupped her marvellous large
breasts in my hands and weighed them.  They were a lovely pair of tits,
large like melons and yet both firm and supple.  Letting go, I pulled back
with my right hand and suddenly shot out to slap her left breast as hard as
I could.  The whole mound shook and vibrated as she let out a really loud
scream of pain.  I then slapped her breasts hard, one after the other,
using both hands, hitting either the side or the under part of the tit as
my targets, to make them bounce all over her chest as she screamed out in
agony.  The palms of my hands started to sting at the punishment that I was
dishing out, but still I continued to slap her breasts.

   At last I stopped slapping her and let her bruised tits hang down.  I
had one more thing to do to the nurse to finalise her medical treatment
before I finished with the girls for the night.  From the cupboard I
collected a large butt plug that had a hole through the middle and a nozzle
to attach a pipe, there was also a on and off tap on the nozzle and a large
metal ring on the end.

   I covered the butt plug with petroleum jelly and twisted it up into the
nurse's anus until it was well and truly wedged in place.  Then I filled a
bucket with really hot soapy water and carried it over to her, along with a
stirrup pump.  I placed the hose of the pump over the nozzle in the girl's
butt plug and turned the tap into the on position before placing the pump
into the bucket.  With long slow strokes of the pumps handle, I started to
draw the hot water up and pump in into the girls arse.  I carried on until
her stomach started to distend, and then closed the tap so that the soapy
water was trapped inside the girl's rectum.  I then unhooked the pipe and
put away the bucket and pump.

   It was about four in the morning by this time so I decided to go over to
the farmhouse to get a bit of sleep, leaving the girls on the frames until
I came back.  However I pulled the two torpedoes out of the Navy
Lieutenant's pussy and arse before I left by the side door.  I switched off
all the lights as I left, leaving the five girl's enveloped in total
darkness.

   * * * * *

   It was nearly ten the next morning when I woke up and had a quick
breakfast.  An hour later I was once again entering the barn by the side
door and locking it behind me, switching on all the main lights as I
entered.  I now had to complete the next stage, which included getting rid
of the five kidnapped females and getting rid of the evidence.  I intended
to do it slowly, one girl at a time so that they could see the others die
and know what their own fate was going to be, something that I was going to
really enjoy watching myself.

   I lowered five ropes from the roof attached to electric winches, on the
end of each rope, which came down next to one of the frames where the
females were, was an already prepared noose.  I then went around all the
frames and using the switches to raise or lower them so that all the girls
were again in the upright position.  Then I stripped off what was left of
the nurses uniform and the Naval Lieutenants uniform so that all the girls
were completely naked except for the air stewardess's feathers.

   Then I went round and placed a noose on each of the girl's necks,
raising each rope up a little to put a strain on the rope while I cut their
ankles free from the frames.  The girls had to immediately stand up
straight to avoid choking in the noose.  Before releasing the nurses
ankles, I attached a long rope to the ring on her butt plug.  I then
released each of the girl's wrists in turn from the frames and tied them
together behind their backs, lashing their forearms together so that their
arms were kept in the small of their backs.  When the girls were all
balanced and struggling to keep themselves upright, I wheeled the frames
away to the side of the barn so that just the girls stood in the middle of
the building.  I then pulled up a comfortable chair and sat down where I
could watch all five of the girls in comfort with the winch controls.

   It was time for them to die, and the terrified look on their faces told
me that they also knew it.  I had decided to do the cop and the sailor
first, seeing that their professions had employed the use of hanging in the
past, either from gallows or yardarms.  I pressed a winch button, and the
rope around the police officers neck started to tighten even more and
slowly lift her into the air.

   At first the girl hung absolutly rigid as she was hauled up, she was
obviously trying to stop the rope from jerking and tightening even more
around her throat.  However as the rope bit into her windpipe she started
to struggle for air and her whole body began to jerk on the end of the
rope. She was turning on the end of the rope and kicking out with her legs
at all angles.  Her struggling body was really erotic as her naked breasts
bounced up and down on her chest while she struggled for air.  Her legs
were spreading wide as she kicked out, showing me her pussy in all its
glory while she performed the dance of death on the end of the rope.

   After about five minutes her kicking ceased and her body started to
violently jerk from spasms on the end of the rope as she started to lose
consciousness and control of her bodies nervous system.  Then her bladder
released itself and she let out a stream of piss from between her legs onto
the floor of the barn.  While she hung the other females watched her dying
with horrified looks on their faces, some of them were weeping with tears
in their eyes, others were silently praying as they watched, knowing that
they themselves were about to hang alongside her.

   Finally the police girl's body stopped its uncontrollable spasms, and
she just hung there slowly turning on the end of the rope.  Her bodies
nervous system forced the occasional twitch which shook both her body and
the rope occasionally, but she was a police officer no more, she was now
just a lump of hanging pink meat decorating the barn roof.  That's when I
pressed the button on the Naval Lieutenants winch.

   Once again the hum of the electric motors could be heard, as the rope
around the sailor's neck tightened and she was hauled into the air.  I got
a raging hard on as I watched her raise.  This girl was my absolute
favourite I think, she was really beautiful and her body enhanced this
beauty as it immediately started to dance on the end of the rope.  I took
out my swollen cock and masturbated as she struggled with her dance of
death, imagining having my cock buried up inside her cunt while she
struggled for life.  While her legs were kicking wildly her bladder opened
and she was splashing a spray of urine all over the room.  Her whole body
started to jerk backwards and forwards in violent spasms an she struggled
for air for her bursting lungs, her breasts heaved as the lungs underneath
fought to suck in the deigned life giving air.  Then as I orgasmed and shot
my load of cum onto the floor, the girl's body hung still on the end of the
rope, just the odd twitch from her nervous system to disturb the ropes
gentle pendulum swing.

   I pressed another button and our feathered friend started to rise into
the air on her final flight.  Like the sailor, the air stewardess
immediately started to violently kick out as her feet left the ground.  As
she struggled, I nearly burst out laughing as the miniature white rugby
ball started to make an appearance from the lips of her cunt.  All of a
sudden it shot out like the cork from a champagne bottle and bounced on the
floor, now that was what I call a nice touchdown.  She continued to
struggle and swing on the rope for a few more minutes, before she too
became still and her body giving just the occasional twitch as her life
force ebbed away.

   The army sergeant was the next to feel the ropes bite on her neck.  Like
the cop she tried to stop the strain on her windpipe by remaining
motionless on the rope, but she soon started to kick out wildly as her
lungs fought for life giving oxygen.  This was one battle this soldier
could not win.  She too lost control of her bladder as she kicked violently
out to send urine splashing down on to the ground from between her kicking
legs.  She lasted a lot longer than the others; her struggles went on for
nearly ten minutes before she finally hung limply on the end of the rope,
to twitch her life away.

   Before pressing the button to raise the terrified nurse into the air, I
got up and crossed over to her.  Taking the end of the rope attached to the
ring in her butt plug, I tied it to a ring in the barns floor, leaving a
bit of slack in the rope.  Then I went back and sat down in the chair and
pushed the button.  The angel of mercy started to slowly rise into the air,
she didn't struggle that much until she reached the height of about three
feet.  That's when the rope on her butt plug went taut.  She was being
stretched between her neck and her stuffed arse, forcing the noose to
tighten around her neck even more.  Then the plug shot out with a plop, and
a jet of vile smelling brown liquid shot out of her arse under pressure, as
her bowels ejected the mixture of soapy water and her bodily waste onto the
floor.

   This final act of degradation started her off with her rope dance and
she started to bounce around on the rope, kicking out wildly as the last of
her bowel movement trickled down the inside of her leg, this was soon
joined by her urine, as her bladder also gave up its fight for control. 
She didn't last much longer after this, and her body soon became still as
it swung on the end of the rope, to twitch as her brain finally ceased to
receive the oxygen that it required to function.

   I left the girls hanging there, in the dark soundproof barn while I went
back over to the farmhouse to catch up with my sleep and cook a decent
meal. Later I took them down and used the industrial incinerator that I had
installed as part of the heating system to burn the bodies and all their
clothes.  The filter system of the unit would disguise any smell from the
burning process, and any remains left in the furnace afterwards would by
crushed up into just a powdered dust and spread to the desert winds, so
that no trace of their existence would remain.

   The lorries interior was stripped back down to its original form by the
end of the long weekend, as were some of the barns special features such as
the frames and the various winch systems.  I left the barns soundproofing
in place and later turned it into a sound recording studio.  This actually
turned out to be a lucrative business, hiring it out to local companies and
groups to produce records.  I eventually moved into the farmhouse as my
home.  And of course I was never caught after my special holiday weekend's
events.  I did say that it was going to be a one and only time, never to be
repeated.

   However lately I have been having visions of a crucified Nun, a hanging
Judge, a tickled French Maid, a waitress being served up on a table and
even a meter maid impaled on a parking meter.  So who knows?  One of these
days I may close the recording studio for a bit of special renovation and
upgrades.


   The End