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 Orphan girls are given as Sex slaves to paying customers M+/g+ Ass, Tort,
Forced

   I looked around as I walked into the punishment room, I was hoping that
I wasn't the smallest girl inside, and today I was in luck, Little Eva
Campbell was on the end of the row, easily 10 Lbs.  lighter and 2 inches
shorter than me, although a couple of months older, we were both 10, but Id
obviously developed a little more than her.  The reason we always checked
who was the smallest was because HE would choose her, the Punisher.  That's
what we called him.  I lived in a small Orphanage on the outskirts of
Berlin, the poor side, each week on Friday the girls with the most
reprimands were sent to the punishment room, where for a Fee we were rented
out as sex toys to a group of men, each week around 10 of the girls who'd
been "misbehaving" were taken to the room, stripped naked and lined up for
a group of men to choose from, the men ranged in age, size and social
background, some of them clean cut, businessmen who wanted a quick blowjob,
and some were hardened pedos' that wanted to fuck and torture a young girl,
the Punisher, he was different, he ALWAYS paid for the full 24 hours and
you ALWAYS came back with some painful injuries, sometimes, he would break
someone so much they went to stay in hospital for a while before they came
back.  The pattern would be week 1, the girl was used, HARD for the night
and day, came back limping, sore and in the sure knowledge that she'd been
fucked in both her cunt and anus.  Week 2, she was raped hard and beaten
hard.  Week 3 she was raped hard, beaten harder, tortured, and sometimes
ended in hospital, and week 4 Raped, Beaten and tortured heavily, Usually 9
times out of 10, she would end up in hospital, sometimes, very occasionally
she was never seen again, there were stories of girls who were so badly
damaged, they died.  Then the pattern would start again.  Today was week 3
of the pattern, but no matter which week it was, he ALWAYS chose the
smallest girl in the room, skinnier the better, and younger the better.  If
you walked into the room and you were clearly the shortest and skinniest,
your heart sank, the Punisher never missed a week, he ALWAYS arrived first
and he had a hunger for little girl flesh like nobody else.  As my clothes
were stripped I felt almost happy that I was going to get away with it for
1 more week, the last time I'd had the punisher I got him on week 2 of the
cycle, I remember it vividly, he took me to his house as always, he bent me
over the suitcase on his bed and tied me tightly, then he fucked me in the
cunt for well over an hour, I took it without complaint, at least the first
time...  his cock was seriously big, the biggest I'd ever taken, and I'd
taken Hundreds, it was around 10 inches long and thicker than my wrist, he
must have got 8 inches in my cunt when he did me there, firmly and
consistently banging the swollen head of his dick against the immature
sealed chamber of my womb, bruising it, punishing it, when he did the Anus
he ALWAYS got the lot inside, Every inch of his instrument of pain was
forced in, till his hairy legs crushed the tiny round globes of my 10 year
old ass, and he ALWAYS lasted...  he never came quickly.  The suitcase he
put us over was really painful against our legs, it was hard and sharp on
the edge, after half an hour of fucking the pain in the legs from the
suitcase was as bad as the pain in your cunt or ass, so instinctively you
pushed back against his thrusts to save your thighs from the hard plastic,
He fucked my cunt 4 times and my ass 3 times on the last occasion he took
me, and in between he spanked me, legs, ass, pussy and feet, with his hands
and his selection of paddles, crops and canes.  Luckily as I was only 2nd
week, I survived the night without serious injury, I did come back with
some painful internal bruising, I couldn't sit or walk too long without
having to stop.  In walked the men, the punisher was always first in the
room, he walked straight up to Eva and grabbed her by the wrist, and she
was gone, a tear rolling down her face as she caught my eye seconds before
the bright light of the exit swallowed them both.  I checked the other men
out as they looked us over, 10 men, for 10 girls, that didn't mean you'd
only be servicing the 1 man, often you'd be taken to a gangbang or a
houseparty for pedo's and used by several men in turn, After 2 years of
doing it, the sex didn't really bother me anymore, as long as the men were
not too hard or mean, the punisher was obviously the exception.  I was
selected by a man of Oriental looks, this immediately made me feel a bit
sick, the experience Id had with Orientals is that they liked to watch as
much as abuse, which meant they were ALWAYS in groups, sure enough as I got
out of the expensive car and walked with the man into the house, I could
already see several more men inside, the robe we were given to cover our
nudity was removed as I walked in the door, and the men took in turns
groping me, feeling my holes and tiny nipples, eventually cocks were hard
and out, I was sucking one and another was fucking me either in my cunt or
anus, a blur of sexual abuse ensued, and unknown amounts of time passed, I
tried to look at the faces of the men, from my experience the men usually
only came 3 or 4 times each before they couldn't maintain erections any
more, which meant the night was usually over, youd see the same man again 3
times and you'd know roughly how many were involved and how many you had
left before the end, it was hard with the Orientals because they did look
very similar, but one of them had bleached blonde spikey hair, I remember
sucking his cock 3 times, and I gathered it was almost over, another man
grunted like a pig and always fucked my ass each time, I counted 4 for him
before it was dark outside, my cunt was a little sore, possibly having
taken the 8 men, 3 times each for 6 hours, my ass wasn't too badly hurt
this week, the bonus for me with the Orientals is they were all similarly
built, small cocks and not much aggression, the negative was what they
liked to do with the cum, instead of cuming inside a girl, they liked to
either cum on our faces, or save the cum up and tip it on our head after,
or sometimes, like tonight, they saved it In a glass and made me drink it
after.  Having swallowed litres of cum in my Ten years, I didn't really
have too much reaction to a load in my mouth, having 20+ loads cold in a
glass was much more difficult and it required a lot of skill, you had to
separate what you were doing from your mind and your body, completely zone
out, and just drink it, imagine it was a glass of warm milkshake, as I
gulped it down in large mouthfuls, the men cheered and took pictures, later
I threw up in the toilet and showered clean, before I was taken back to the
Orphanage.  I went for a physical exam and the Dr was a female this week,
she stripped me again, checked my cunt and ass, took a blood sample and
urine sample, checked height, weight, blood pressure ETC, sometimes they
used a speculum and checked deep inside but not this week, I slept well
that afternoon and night, I didn't see Eva till Wednesday, she'd spent 4
days in the Hospital wing, and had received stitches in both her ass and
pussy, when I talked to her on Thursday she told me the Punisher was
brutal, he fucked her hard for hours, and kept her awake for the whole 24
hour ordeal, like he was using that as a punishment also, he kept
headphones strapped to her ears and had loud metal music playing as he
relentlessly raped her tiny body, when he'd gotten his entire 10 inches in
her anus he used his tree trunk sized thighs to propel his whole cock on
each thrust, burying the enormous weapon as if his life depended on it, she
told me how she'd screamed and cried throughout the abuse, and how after
the 4th ass rape she felt the blood running down her legs as he sodomised
her preteen body, she thought it was over but an hour later he returned
again, whipped her ass for an hour and then used another powerful rape to
stretch her pussy to breaking point, once again drawing blood as he tore
the delicate tissues of her child vagina, he stopped and looked at the
damage a few times throughout the final rape, but continued for 90 minutes
till he came for the last time.  The final beating was the most violent, he
brutalised her, with punches, kicks, whips, sticks, she was covered in
bruises and scrapes and scratches, Eva was made to remain awake till the
8Pm deadline, only falling asleep as the headphones were removed on the way
through the doors of the orphanage hospital.  I was glad I missed the
Punisher this week, but next week the fear would be worse, Week 4 of the
cycle awaited a poor unfortunate girl, and I didn't want to be her. 
Luckily Id managed to avoid getting in any trouble for the week, and on
Thursday night It looked like I was home free, I knew 8 girls had already
been chosen for the punishment room this week, and only 2 spaces remained,
and even more luckily I'd been chosen as a tour guide this week to a new
arrival, the girl was 8 years old and smaller than anyone in the school,
usually the girls were so well behaved in their first months they never got
chosen for the punishment room, and Francesca was no exception, she was
timid, quiet and very well behaved, I stayed with her from Thursday
afternoon to Friday afternoon, I showed her where to eat, where to wash,
where to shower, where to sleep, everything, I showed her all the ropes,
and I told her about the punishment room, she looked scared to death when
she started to hear stories about the punisher, we were all outside
playing, It was 4 Pm and the teachers were on the prowl, all the
experienced girls were careful in the knowledge that the teachers were just
looking for the 10th person to send for a punishment, during the outside
playtime, a rounders ballgame started, and the girls were screaming and
running around, having fun, Fran was there, and she was in bat, as the ball
came underarm she swung the club and connected with the ball, every girl in
the playground stopped and stared as the ball sailed through the air, it
was hell of a strike, almost in slow motion the ball climbed high over the
fence and disappeared for what felt like minutes before the almighty crash
of breaking glass.  Fran looked sick, and scared to death, the teachers
were there in minutes, and found the ball on the passenger seat of the Head
Mistresses Audi, having entered the car through the windscreen, as they
marched up the grass I went close behind Fran and took the bat from her
hand.  "Stay still and quiet" I said, she nodded and a tear rolled from her
cheek.  "Who hit the ball?" "I did" I said, without hesitation, some of the
other girls were staring wide eyed at me, wondering what the HELL I was
doing, and the teachers had an Idea I was lying, but they looked at the
tearful 8 year old Fran and then back at me, they knew......  if she went
with him tonight, she'd never come back.  "Ok, Off to the punishment room"
one said, and I walked towards the building.  I was certain, absolutely
sure that if I only had a 10% chance of being the smallest girl, then I had
a good chance, I was 10 and some of the girls would be 9, 8 was the
youngest in the orphanage and 11 was the graduation age, where the girls
were sent to the workhouses.  I was one of the oldest girls in the
orphanage, but I was so small, I had to have a great chance.  When I walked
in, my heart sank....  Then it beat out of my chest.  It was going to be
me. The other girls were ALL taller than me, and because of the very
limited and basic diet we were all skinny, I was a good 2 inches shorter
than anyone else, I tried to push out my stomach but the other girls were
doing the same so I was still the smallest.  I closed my eyes as the door
to the room was opened and I only accepted my fate when the giant hand
wrapped around my wrist and pulled me towards the light at 8Pm .  It was
him, I could smell him, and I could feel him, he carried me to the car in
record time, in a hurry to get some girl flesh.  I forced myself to open my
eyes in the car during the fast ride back to his house, we went straight to
the bedroom as always, and I was expecting to be tied up over the hard
suitcase, but not this time, there was a table, custom built, like a
workbench with handles and levers built onto the sides, planks of wood on
the top that moved with the winding motion of the handles, it was a
masterpiece of torture, and as soon as I saw it I knew it would be my
destination for the next 23 hours, he pushed me forward over the bench and
wound open the planks, measuring with his evil eyes, he still hadn't said a
word to me, I could see the huge bulge in his trousers as he pulled me
around into place, I felt the sharp needle into my arm, and the cold liquid
race into my blood, the drug made me queasy, but alert to the situation,
then when he seemed happy he put me over his knee and began spanking my ass
with his huge hands, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack....  The smacks were
painful from the outset and built quickly into a hot agony, I could feel
the skin on my ass throbbing, his hand continued the powerful punishment
for over 30 minutes, by which time the pain was constant, there was no
difference between the pain of the hits and the gaps between them, as blood
raced to the damaged skin, the nerves sent pain signals in a torrent to my
brain, my screams were drowned by my pain, I couldn't even hear myself
anymore, I knew this was only the beginning, when he stopped he grabbed my
hands and pulled them behind me, and tied them together at the wrists,
tightly with a thin cord, then he turned me over and pulled my hair back to
tilt my head, I was supporting my weight with my legs, and laying my back
on his thighs as he sat, he pinched my nipples, I moved on the first few
hard pinches, but then I got composure and stayed still for the following
10, my nipples were crushed by his hard fingers, it felt like he was
pulling them off, I held out the screams till his final twist, then the
pain spilled over and I couldn't control it, the screams came and were duly
ignored, I'd never felt pain like this before, never....  And what happened
next was worse than ever before, the intense agony was unlike anything
previous, it was a sharp pain, in my left nipple, it seemed to last and
last, like he was cutting my nipple off, I knew I shouldn't move, and I
shouldn't try and get away, it would only make it worse, but soon I really
wanted to know if he was holding a flame to my tiny bud of tit-flesh, I
lifted my head to look and he was holding a small piece of metal, sharp
point on the end, hook shaped...  a fish hook I guessed, the spike had
already pierced through the large swollen purple nipple, the next pain
barrier was reached when the next barb was forced through the bleeding
skin, sticking back towards where the metal was going in, the barb needed
to go all the way through the skin to alleviate the pain, the punisher
pushed it into the nipple, but didn't pull it free the other side, the barb
was inside my nipple and it was pure agony, he repeated the operation on
the other nipple and the hooks had small chains around 3 inches long
attached, once both nipples were done, he pulled me further onto his lap
and trapped my body under his huge left arm, he forced my legs apart and
sucked hard on my pussy, he began to bite immediately and I screamed
several times, before the lightening in my head started, it was like sheet
lightening, like someone throwing a light on and off in my mind, the pain
was truly excruciating, I knew he was trapping my clit between his teeth
and biting down on it, hard enough to draw blood for sure, I thought he was
trying to bite it clean off, but then the paid changed, and I felt the cold
metal, another fish hook, the same as before, he pushed 2 barbs through,
and the third and largest of the barbs was pushed into my clit but not all
the way through, the hook dangled and the 3 inch chain felt cold against my
ass, he stood me up and I squealed against the pain in my pussy and tits,
my ass was burning and my nipples and clit were pure agony, I stood and
cried heavily with my thighs bent, arms tied together behind my back, I
felt a another needle next, in my arm again, the drug, whatever it was this
time, made my head throb and my heart pound, the pain was now coming in
waves with my strong heartbeat, I felt nauseous, he pulled the chains one
by one and my screams were ear splitting, both nipples first, then a tug on
the low chain, felt like it was being sliced off, the razor sharp barb
cutting into the inner nerves was torturous, he pulled me over to the table
and threw me face down on the planks, his strong arms steadied me and held
me still as if to instruct me not to move, then he fastened my feet to the
legs as I stood against the table, then he attached the end of the chains
to the planks, he stood to my left and began winding a handle on the edge
of the table, the planks parted and the table grew in length, soon the
chains were tight, and the barbs pulled at my nipples and clit, if I moved,
it got worse, the man then wound another handle, the second plank by my
thighs split again and parted, the blank was hard and dug into my thighs,
just as the suitcase did on my previous visit, soon It was tight, I was
held firm by the chains and hooks through my delicate young nipples and
clit, when the man took position behind me I realised what would happen, as
his cock filled my cunt for the first time since I arrived, I felt the pull
and the agony, each thrust pulled my clit away from the chain, forced my
legs into the wood, as the pressure released and my body moved back
slightly the pull against my nipples sent a second shockwave of pain
through me, for the next 2 hours, I concentrated on breathing between
screams, the man never let up, his stamina and aggression was fierce, his
determination to cause the maximum pain while gaining pleasure from my
body, when he came the first time he growled in my ear, I was left on the
table, after 30 or so minutes the pain in my legs was the worst of all my
damaged areas, and the exhaustion of the torture was drawing me into sleep,
I almost grasped the first minute before I felt the pain returning to my
ass, I was being whipped....  No...  too hard to be a whip...  a Cane....
Across the ass, then lower down the back of my thighs down to my knees, he
hit me for at least an hour, the pain was even and constant, the end of
this stage was underlined by another needle in the arm, the sleepy feeling
I'd been woken from was a distant memory, the drug sent me charging on, the
pain was incredible, I was only vaguely aware of the man's cock forcing my
anus to stretch over its entire length, the force in his trusts bringing a
new level of pain to my thighs, and pierced areas, his stamina as ever was
impressive, the clock on the wall was my only distraction from the pain and
torture, I watched the minutes go by as I felt each hammering thrust of his
enormous cock into my ass, for well over 2 hours he raped it, I felt the
skin around the hole being stretched to breaking point, it wouldn't break
yet, but eventually It would, depending how long and how many times he did
me there.  Before he came this time he pulled out and walked around the
table, shoving his helmet and 6 inches of slimy shit covered shaft into my
mouth and throat, for 10 minutes he choked me with his cock, then he choked
me further with a mouthful of cum.  The man turned the handles a full
rotation each, stretching apart the planks further and pulling on my
piercings, the wood now pressing against the bones in my thighs, then he
began to lash a whip against my back, my entire back was lashed repeatedly
for over an hour, he moved around the table and just inside the hour I
noted his cock was hard again, when he forced it back in my cunt I knew I
was in for another couple of hours hard rape, the torture was worse than
anything I'd ever endured, and after 12 hours, 2 cunt and 2 ass rapes, 3
separate helpings of the whip and cane, I felt like I wanted to die, and my
mind was asking the question of my body if it was possible I could just
give up, the regular injections of stimulants kept me awake and conscious,
I was only vaguely aware when the man untied the chains and turned me over,
re-tying me face up to the table, my arms were tied tight over my head to
the legs of the table, and my legs were tied the same, I could see a single
naked bulb hanging low over the table, the light burning so brightly it
hurt my eyes, the man used the handles to lengthen the table till my arms
and legs were tight enough to break, my shoulders and knees felt like they
could pop out at any point, my skinny body was stretched flat, then the
whip landed and previously undamaged flesh was torn and split and bruised,
from my neck to my knees, he whipped me for hours till I bled from
everywhere, the next cunt rape was the worst yet, he tied the clit chain to
his own cock piercing, so as he forced his enormous shaft into my
overstuffed vagina, the barb tried to tare the clit from my body, my
screaming was more a gurgling rasp, having long since lost my voice, my
body shook on each hammering blow of his thighs, I began to count the
thrusts just to try to gain some sense of passage of time, I lost count
past a Thousand, by the end of the rape I could feel the blood running from
me, and the pain was no longer in time with my heart beat or with his
thrusting, it was constant and unbroken, from every nerve in my body, I
caught sight of the clock and realised it was past 3 Pm, he'd been at me
now for 19 hours, and he only had 5 left before I had to be back at the
school, I knew I'd be taken straight to the Hospital wing, if I was alive,
I didn't see how I could survive, but if there was a chance, then I would
give it a go, there was no likelihood of me being put through this again in
the hands of the punisher, not at my age, I only had 4 hours to last out,
he'd need an hour to get me back, so I braced myself for the final 4 hours
and tried to imagine myself on beach somewhere.  The memory of a beach
drifted in and out of my mind, as I felt the pain balance in my body shift
towards my lower half, when I opened my eyes I could see the punisher
pouring hot liquid onto my legs, later I would learn this was almost
boiling water and caused my legs to blister all over, the next item used
was a blowtorch, this was almost too much for my body to take, even with
the stimulants my body tried in vain to pass out, as the flame was held to
each of my toes in turn, for a few seconds, till they blistered, then my
feet, then ankles, the man's cock had grown once again, I was untied and
carried over to the chair where I was placed forward, my body had no fight
left, there was no energy even to attempt to move, I just flopped forward
and stayed still and quiet as the man forced his cock into my anus for the
last time, he never missed a beat, his standard practice of getting the
whole 10 inches into each anus continued, his stamina unparalleled, and his
orgasm reached 3 hours later, I felt him cum in my ass, and when he pulled
out I felt the bleeding begin.  Week 4 of the cycle was complete, I was
broken, I thought completely, and I never expected to wake up again if I
did pass out, I made it back to the school before I eventually lost
consciousness to a heavy sedative, for 3 weeks, I was sedated, and treated,
it would be a further 5 weeks before I woke properly, when I finally did
Fran was sitting on the bed looking at the scars on my legs and feet.  "Why
did you do it?" she said "Because.............  you never could have
survived" I said "Thank you" she said, and the tear in her eye, the warmth
in her hands on mine, let me know she really meant it.  End
   Gary.Clarke2010@Gmail.com