Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Farm Girl nc/bst/inc/rape .test - fg01.txt [1/4] Alebeard wrote: > > Content-Type: Text/Plain; charset=US-ASCII > > WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! > > SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL: RAPE/BONDAGE/S&M/INCEST/BEASTIALITY/LESBIANISM > > ******************************************** > Copyright 1990 All rights reserved > ******************************************** > If there's any nasty thing a girl can do it's in this story. Our heroine > is a young farm girl mad for sex. She gets it, and is punished for it > by a variety of people including mom and dad. This may be the only > story ever to appear on a.s.s. in which a girl is gang raped by a pack > of dogs...and loves it. > **************************************** > > Part One > > Riding had always seemed to me to be a very erotic experience. > The repeated thumping of the hard saddle against my crotch > stimulated my clit and my imagination. With my legs spread wide > apart across the thick body of Max, my stallion, I could close my > eyes and imagine the hips of a gorgeous blonde adonis crashing into > me. > I had a small, but really well developed body, which made > grown men look twice and get that look on their face, the one that > meant `Boy I'd like to Fuck her!' > I was only about five feet tall and kind of skinny, I thought, > but my titties were a good size, and perfectly rounded. They were > only a little too big for my small frame. They were the size that > made men look real carefully at me, but not so large that they made > me look really chesty. Right in the center of each round tit, was > a tiny pink nipple, which got hard very very easily. > My ass was really good too. I had the kind of perfectly > rounded and firm ass that only young girls had, and the men would > all turn and watch when I walked down the sidewalk in town. > My face was not the kind you would find in the fashion > magazines. It was cutesy pie sweet. The kind of face that made > people maternal or paternal around me, thinking what a sweet > innocent little thing I must be. When I wore my strawberry blonde > hair in loose pigtails, people of all ages would smile sweetly at > me when I looked at them. None of them would guess or even believe > the kind of things that went on behind my wide blue eyes. > I was still technically a virgin then, but only because I was > afraid that if I fucked anyone, the whole town would find out > within hours. I satisfied my erotic desires by masturbation and > daydreaming. I used a variety of tools to help me, including two > big rubber dildos I had gotten from a mail order company. > The first time I tried to put one inside my tight little pussy > hole, I almost fainted from the pain/pleasure. I had long since > busted my cherry with my fingers and hair brushes and the like, but > the dildo was thicker and longer than anything I had ever used > before. > The day the first one arrived, my dad was out mending a fence > half a mile away, and my mom was visiting friends in town. I took > the package and rushed up to my room. Once inside I locked the door > and ripped open the brown package to stare in awe at the huge > rubber cock I held in my hands. > I tore off my clothes to stand naked with the dildo. My pussy > was already starting to spurt juices as I slid the rubber all > across my body, paying particular attention to my titties which > were extremely sensitive. > It had a suction cup on the end which I stuck to the seat of > a wooden chair. I straddled the chair backwards and lowered myself > onto the dildo. My legs strained with the effort of holding my > squatting body up. An electric shock seemed to shoot through me > when my soft, moist cuntlips made contact with the rubbery head of > the fake cock. > Slowly I shifted my groin backwards and forwards, bending my > knees a little more each time. Slowly I worked the head of the > dildo into my pussy hole, grunting with the effort, and suppressing > the slight pain I felt as my pussy lips were pushed hard apart. > The first inch was the hardest. My virgin pussy lips spread > and spread to accommodate its thickness. I crouched there for > several minutes, my legs spread around the chair and my arms > holding the back, as my pussy got used to the size of the rubber > prick. > Again I lowered myself. The feeling of the big rubber cock > inching its way up into my hole was mind blowing! I could feel the > inside walls of my cuntslit being pushed aside as the cock forced > a channel for itself inside me. When it was half way up me, I > pulled back up, my knees straining. The soft rubber sucking my > pussy outwards as it came out of me. > When only the first inch was inside, I slid back down, loving > the erotic stimulation of the soft rubber sliding against my pussy > walls. up and down I went, the dildo working its way deeper inside > me with each passing minute. My knees and leg muscles were killing > me, but I ignored them. > Faster and faster I pumped, trying to make the plunges as long > and deep as possible. On one of the downward plunges my foot slid > on the carpet and my crotch slapped down all the way to the chair > seat. A startled yelp issued from my mouth as I fell and was > impaled on the rigid rubber prong. I just sat there, my cunt lips > and asshole squashed against the chair seat, the cock buried in my > belly and my entire cunt pit burning with astonishment. > I realized I had the whole thing up inside me then. I felt > stuffed and bloated by the monster fuck piece. Slowly I began to > rub my crotch back and froth on the chair, delighting in the > stimulation of my clit and the way the cock was jolted around > inside me. > I rubbed my swollen breasts against the back of the chair, > crushing my rock hard nipples against the hard wooden slats. One > hand slid down over my belly and pushed my clit against the dildo > as I wiggled my ass back and forth. > My other hand moved behind me and slid over my smooth ass > cheeks, delighting and exciting me by how taut and stretched out > they were. > I rose up, my pulpy wet cunt mound coming free from the chair, > the hot rubber cock sliding out of my cunny. As the last inch of > rubber cock came free, I felt my cunt tingle with a kind of hungry > longing. > I squatted poised inches above the dildo for a few seconds. > Then I lowered myself, groaning as I felt the moistened dildo head > make contact with the soft sensitive entrance to my fuck hole. I > lowered still, so the pressure mounted against my cunt. > Again the dildo pushed past my cunt entrance and slid up into > me. I delighted in the feeling of being penetrated. I lowered > myself, sliding back down the rigid pole of rubber, letting my cunt > envelope the fuck tool until it's end mashed against the back wall > of my cunt once again. > It hurt there. My cunt wasn't really deep enough for something > that size. But it had forced it's way in a couple of minutes ago, > and I was determined to swallow the whole thing again. I just let > my legs go further and further apart, letting my body down despite > the pain. > I winced as the cockhead pushed up into me, jamming against > something up in my belly and then pushing it aside to enter me > fully. > I rose again, feeling the rubber rasping across my clitty as > it slid out of me. Once again I let it exit my fuck channel and > then dropped down to let it penetrate me again, let it fuck up into > the deepest part of my cunt hole. > I started to speed up, ignoring the screaming protests from my > legs as lust and sexual excitement overwhelmed me. My belly was > burning and twitching and fluttering as I started riding the dildo. > I was jerking my groin up and down and up and down with a terrible, > relentless speed that skewered my cunt on the long thick cock. > My room seemed to spin around me as I erupted in a tremendous > series of orgasms. My head lolled back and I shuddered through them > one by one. As if through a mist I felt drool coming out of the > corner of my mouth and I heard the soft grunts and sighs I was > making. My eyes seemed blinded as my body shook and twitched, still > pumping mindlessly up and down until my legs simply wouldn't raise > me anymore. > Finally I just collapsed forward against the chair back, my > chest heaving as I tried to regain my breath. > > Using the dildo like that certainly helped make my leg muscles > strong, but it left me longing for the more realistic feeling I was > certain I could get if the dildo would somehow move in and out of > me without my assistance. > One day as I was out riding in the empty outer fields, the > stimulation of the bouncing around on horseback started giving me > erotic ideas. Daringly I took off my shirt top and bra. Riding > around topless, my boobs were jiggled up and down by the slow > trotting and my nipples rapidly hardened. > I knew suddenly that I had to go all the way. I stopped and > slid off Max. I quickly pulled off my sneakers and pants and > stuffed them into a saddlebag with my shirt. I jumped back onto > Max's back, my wet pussy slapping down on the leather saddle. > I urged Max into a faster trot, and I began to bounce up and > down on the saddle. I was not very big and straddling Max's back > left my crotch incredibly wide open. My soft crotch and rounded ass > cheeks made smacking noises as they slapped the tough leather with > each downstride Max made. > I leaned forward as we trotted across the meadow, my hard > little clit rubbing against the saddle, my ass cheeks wide and open > so I could feel air blowing into my slightly spread asshole each > time Max threw me into the air. Within minutes I shuddered through > a massive orgasm as my crotch slapped and pounded against the > saddle. > > I did this several times before I got the bright idea of using > the dildos to help my pleasure. I liked the feeling of being > completely full and had used the dildos anally several times > before. The idea I had was to stick them on the saddle and I would > be bounced up and down on them by Max's bouncing gait. The problem > was they wouldn't stick to the saddle. > I solved this by using crazy glue. Once out in the fields I > dismounted and stripped naked, putting the shorts and halter I had > worn into the saddlebags., I glued the dildos onto the middle of > the saddle and then wandered around the fields for a few minutes > while the glue set. > I rolled around in the tall grass, loving the feel of the > stalks brushing against my tits and ass and cunt. I was so excited > that I knelt there in the blowing grasses, watching the clouds blow > by overhead, and rubbed my little cunny to orgasm. > Mounting Max was an awkward exercise with the two dildos > occupying the saddle. I squatted in the saddle, lowering myself > gingerly onto the upright phalluses. I knelt on top of Max, my legs > drawn up under my ass cheeks, my crotch open wide, and the dildos > already half way up me, shoving four inches deep into my pussy and > asshole. > When at last I could feel the leather of the saddle against my > crotch, I groaned aloud with pain and relief. The two of them > together stretched me apart like I wouldn't have believed possible. > I thought my belly must bulge outward with the fullness and was > surprised that I couldn't feel either of them when I caressed my > abdomen with my hand. > I could feel them rubbing together deep inside my guts, only > a thin layer of skin holding them apart. Gasping, i urged Max into > a slow walk. His first steps made me squeal and cry out in pain. My > ass never left the saddle, but the movement made the cocks twist > inside me, producing a variety of sensations, ranging from agony to > ecstasy. > I desperately fought to minimize the movement inside me, > pushing upward against the stirrups to lessen the pressure against > the back of my slithole and asshole. The pain retreated and I began > to wiggle around a little on the cocks. > Sensations began to build up in my body, and I rapidly > approached an orgasm. Then it was upon me, and I allowed myself to > drop back all the way to the saddle, throwing my orgasm into deeper > and deeper waves of furious ecstatic pleasure. > I gasped for breath as the sensations rode over me. When the > retreated, I swayed in the saddle with weakness. The mental > stimulation of the situation, combined with the physical > stimulation on my body from the cocks and the shaking of my tits by > the horses bouncing, overawed my senses. > My legs, weakened by my orgasm, hardly supported me at all, > and I bounced slightly on Max's back. The cocks thrust in and out > of my holes in small but vicious stabs which quickly began dragging > me upwards into another climax. > A part of my mind which still functioned on a thinking level, > realized that there was nobody around now to hear the gasps and > cries I had always had to suppress at home. As I tumbled forward > into another shuddering orgasm, my mouth opened and I abandoned > myself to glorious pleasure. > I squealed and grunted loudly, my body swaying back and forth, > and my legs slapping against Max's sides as waves of fiery orgasmic > lust ripped through my body. > Max however, took my slapping and bouncing legs as an order to > speed up. As I shivered through my orgasm, he began trotting across > the field. My weak kneed legs were unable to support me as his fait > deepened and the cocks began to pound in and out of me in deeper > and faster strokes. > I cried out in shocked pain as they slammed up into my guts. > Max's gait would throw my shuddering body upwards as his back rose, > and then he would drop away beneath me, yanking the cocks halfway > down the length of my cuntslit and ass tube. > Then I would drop back down just as his back rose again. The > cocks slammed deep into my guts with terrible force, hammering deep > into my guts. The front cock sawed away at my clit as I was thrown > around weakly on Max's back, and the orgasms began washing over me > in a sharp, fast series of wrenching quakes. > My little holes were skewered repeatedly and my mind wallowed > in the ecstatic feelings shivering up and down my spine. The pain > was a distant thing, only serving to intensify the pleasure. I > began losing all control of my body as I shook and trembled through > orgasm after orgasm. > My head smashed forward and down against Max, further dazing > me. First one, then the other foot slipped free of the stirrups, > and I began bouncing freely on Max's back without any control at > all. > My entire being was focused around the aching, squashing, > mashing, pounding of the rubber cocks slamming in and out of my > poor holes. My cit slapped down onto the saddle with each downward > bounce and made me cry out as if punched. > The jouncing made Max uneasy and he began to lengthen his > stride. I was thrown about helplessly on his back. Only the two > rods embedded in my groin, and churning my guts into a pulpy mass, > kept me from flying from the saddle. > My body was thrown up out of the saddle almost to the full > length of the cocks, and then immediately slammed back down, my > tits screamed with pleasure and pain each time my chest smashed > forward onto Max's back or neck. They were bouncing up and down on > my chest with wild abandon as Max ran across the field. > I was thrown forward and back and sideways, my arms and head > flopping about with no guidance or control at all. My legs slapped > against the side of the horse as I screamed in mindless sobbing > pleasure. My tits were so swollen I thought they would explode. > Up and down, up and down, UP!... DOWN!... UP!... DOWN!...UP! > DOWN! UP! DOWN! UP!DOWN!UP!DOWN!UP!DOWN! > UPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWNUPDOWN!!!!! > We raced across the prairie like that, drool spilling out of > my mouth, and dribbling down my chest and breasts as I flopped > helplessly around on his back. I could hardly breath through the > continuous orgasms and my vision began falling away into sparkling > bright lights. > I don't know how long after I lost consciousness, that I was > finally thrown from his back. Probably not long, or I wouldn't have > survived. My cunt and asshole would have been torn apart. > When I woke up, I was lying on my back in the close cropped > grass of the north pasture. My arms and legs were spread wide. It > took me many minutes to groan and shudder my way back to life. The > pain in my crotch helped me come back down to earth. > My cunt felt like I had just given birth, and my asshole was > still partly open as the sphincter muscle had been so abused it > hadn't yet fully recovered. My ass and thighs were smarting from > the slapping they had taken against the leather saddle, and i > rolled over onto my stomach to ease the pain. > I was extremely weakened by my experience and I began feeling > increasingly hopeless. It was starting to get dark, and I was > having difficulty even standing on my rubbery legs. When I finally > managed to heave myself upright and take a few tentative steps, I > noticed that I was walking instinctively bow legged. > Closing my legs brought tears of pain to my eyes. I didn't > know how I was going to get back home without Max. I groaned again > at the thought of him wandering back into the farmyard with those > dildos glued upright on his saddles, and my clothes in his saddle > bag. > Fortunately I only had to walk for about twenty minutes before > I came across Max grazing on the short dry grass. I dressed and > rode home with some difficulty. Riding was agony on my tender > crotch and skin. I had to lay off the dildos for several days until > my raw pussy flesh had healed somewhat. > > My next wild experience occurred several weeks later. I was > lying nude on my bed watching television and snacking on muffins. > Tom, one of our dogs, was lying on the bed beside me watching every > move the muffins made in their journey from the plate to my mouth. > I tossed him pieces occasionally, and he would gulp them down and > then slurp and lick all around the area the buttery muffin piece > had landed. > Anyway, one of the pieces I had casually tossed, had failed to > clear my thigh, and had fallen back onto my crotch, where Tom had > quickly grabbed it before I could move it away. > I didn't pay much attention to this at first because of the TV > program I was watching. Then Tom stuck his nose in my crotch, the > way dogs do sometimes, and began licking around there for any trace > of the buttery muffin that might be left behind. > The rasping trace of his tongue as it slipped just past my > clitty shocked me and I pushed him away abruptly. But then I > started thinking about how soft and nice his tongue had felt down > there. > I placed another piece right over my cunt and made sure to rub > some of it along my tight little slit. Tom gulped down the muffin > and then like always, nosed around for more. He smelled the > tracings on my pussy and began licking it up energetically. I > gasped in delight and spread my legs wide as his tongue slid up and > down my cunt slit, licking inside my pussy lips now and then. > This was fantastic, I thought! The house was empty and I had > an idea. I jumped out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I > had an idea that I thought would work even better than the muffins. > Tom loved jam more than anything else in the world. > I got the jar from the cupboard and ran back upstairs. Tom was > still on the bed licking up the last of the muffins I had left him. > I lay down and pulled my knees up to my chest, then began to spoon > the jam into my cunthole. I pushed half a dozen spoonloads into my > tight little cunt and then liberally applied it around the outside > as Tom looked on interestedly. > Then I urged him over. He moved between my spread legs and > sniffed lightly around my slit for a few seconds, then his long > tongue came out and began to lick me. His tongue rasped over and > over my bulging clit, sending waves of pleasure racing through my > blood. > I sighed as his tongue slid into my cunny hole and began > probing around for more jam. My body began writhing around on the > bed as he drove me into a shattering climax with his licking. > His tongue went deep inside me, his nose rubbing against my > clit continuously. I began humping up against his face as I built > for another orgasm. My head shook back and forth and I pulled and > squeezed my titties as I sailed through it. > As I was regaining my breath after coming down, I noticed Tom > was humping against my bare leg as he licked. I think the smell of > girl cum had excited him. I could feel his hard cock against the > soft smooth skin of my knee, and a shock ran through me as I > realized what else I might be able to get him to do. > I had seen him and the other dogs in the yard of course, along > with the horses and cows. I knew how they did it, though I had > never heard of them doing it with a person before. > I remembered how sometimes him and the other dogs would jump > up on my or the other kids back when we crawled on the floor. His > cock was pretty big, but not as big as the dildos I had used, and > I had no worries that it would fit if I could get him to fuck me. > I got up and then went down on my knees on the carpet, waving > my ass in Toms face. Sure enough he loped over and began nosing > around my slit hole again. Seconds later, he jumped up onto me. His > paws came around my waist and i could feel his hard dick poking > around against my crotch. > I reached back and grabbed it. Shock ran through me as I > actually held the male organ in my hand. Then I fitted it against > the opening of my slit and pushed back against him with my ass. > His cock slid deep inside me and he immediately began humping > me. I groaned as it slid over my clit on each pump. He fucked me so > hard and fast, I rocketed quickly into another orgasm. The idea of > me getting fucked by a dog was so degenerate and perverted! I was > intensely excited and stimulated even without his plunging, > pistoning doggie cock. > I couldn'T believe how fast he was fucking me. His furry > doggie body ground into my as and crotch furiously. I had seen > porno movies of people doing it and the men never pumped near this > fast. His cock was pistoning in and out of my little slithole with > tremendously deep strokes. I began humping my ass back at him and > this increased the force of the strokes even more. > My mind was spinning as I was fucked for the first time ever. > I could feel Tom's prick slicing up and down my tight buttery cunt > sheath, pumping and plunging inside me as he sought to spill his > see. I couldn't support my weight any more, and my head and > shoulders dropped to the carpet. > Tom continued to pump wildly into me. His pounding body > smashed into my crotch, propelling me back and forth with each > stroke, rubbing my face and titties against the carpet.. The nails > on his paws were rasping and scratching the skin of my belly as he > locked himself tightly to me, and I felt his drool dribbling onto > my shoulders and back as his hot breath blew around my hair. > I could feel this hard bulge in the middle of his cock, deep > inside me. It was like there was a rock in the middle of his cock. > The bulge seemed to be getting bigger as he went on and it began > to hurt my cunt with its size. It felt like a baseball or something > inside me, and spread my cunt canal wide apart as it churned its > way up and down. > I was weak from several orgasms, but I raised myself up and > tried to get him off me. I crawled forward across the room, but Tom > was just dragged along with me by his tight leghold around my > belly, and he kept humping the whole time. > I tried to get up, but I was too weak to rise with his hundred > and some pounds of doggy weight on top of me. I tried and tried, > managing to almost rise, before falling again. Then he growled and > nipped me lightly on the neck, making me cry out in shock and > sudden pain. > I fell back to my knees and he stopped growling. I saw a pair > of paws besides me on the ground and looked up to see Jack, and > beside him, Rex and King. They were the other three German > Shepherds we kept around the farm. As Tom hammered away at my > cunt, they nosed around me and humped against my sides and head. I > could see from my position on the ground that they all had erect > cocks hanging beneath them. > Tom intensified his hammering fuck, and then I felt a gush of > hot juice shooting down into my guts as that big bulge in his cock > exploded inside me. I realized Tom had just cum, had just sprayed > a load of doggie sperm into my womb. The idea gave me a weird, > twisted kind of thrill. > He rested atop me for a few seconds, his tongue lolling out of > his mouth from the exertion, then he jumped off. I tried to get up > then, but King immediately humped up on top of me, his front legs > sliding around underneath my body and hooking around my belly. > He ignored my feeble protests and his hard cock began poking > against my crotch. I tried to rise only to be nipped back into > place by his sharp teeth. His cock found my warm wet slit and slid > down into me. Again my crotch was pummelled by a hammering pounding > body. > In spite of myself I began getting excited by the situation > and the rubbing of his cock against my hardened little clit. I was > practically being raped by a fucking dog! I thought I must be the > dirtiest, sluttiest girl in the world, and the idea filled me with > carnal lust. I came twice before he finished and filled up my fuck > hole with his doggy juice. > Jack came after him. His cock was longer than the others and > seemed to crash into the end of my slithole on each downward > thrust. When he finished REx too his place. All the while I > shivered and shuddered, and trembled as I knelt beneath them. > Their pounding cocks were driving my spinning mind into > blasting, blossoming orgasms that drove the thoughts from my head, > that made me as much an animal as they. My eyes were closed and my > body jerked to their driving cock thrusts. I felt like a bitch in > heat being serviced by the dogs of a pack. > My cunt was squeezing and clutching at Rex's fuck tool as I > groaned and trembled. My body shook through yet another orgasm as > Rex rutted against me, his spiky prick sliding up and down my > little cunt tunnel and deep into the center of my soul. > As I knelt there in a semi-delirious state, Rex's poking cock > came out and then rammed into my asshole by mistake. It was > slightly open due to my position and loss of muscular control. His > cock slid down into my asshole easily. > It came to me through a daze that I should get him out of > there before his bulge built up like the others. I couldn't do > anything though, and soon it would have been impossible to get him > out of there without cutting off his cock, as his bulge sealed him > into my clenching anus until the end. > He didn't seem to know the difference, or care for that > matter, as his cock thrust in and out of my rectum. The other dogs > had left and I gasped and moaned to myself there in the middle of > the floor. > An occasional cry issued from my mouth as his thick round > bulge smashed back and forth in my guts. I knew I would never be > able to get that thing out of my little asshole as it was. I > wondered how many girls had been sodomized by a dog anyway. > At last I felt the sloshing wetness in my asshole as his wad > of spunky white jism gushed down into my belly. He dismounted and > I crawled tiredly into the bathroom to wash off. Dog cum dribbled > from my asshole and cuntslit as I walked > > Part Two > > Screwing the dogs got to be a habit with me for a while. They > fucked me good and I didn't have to worry about getting pregnant or > catching anything worse than fleas. I also didn't have to worry > about them blabbing to anyone in town or school about me. > After I clipped their nails, I didn't have to worry about > getting scratched all over either. I didn't neglect my dildos > during this time of course. I stuffed them up my cunt and asshole > at every opportunity. Several times I pushed one deep inside my > cunt and wore it to school. It would be forced part way out by my > cunt muscles, not to mention gravity, but my panties kept it from > falling out at my feet. > It would still protrude an inch or two, which made a fantastic > time of sitting down. During boring lectures at school, I would > raise my little bottom up a little off the chair, and then press > back again, pushing it deeper into my cunt tube. Several times I > brought myself to orgasm during class without anyone knowing. > One time though, as I was squirming around, trying to cum, > Tony Spinozzo, the school creep, had his eyes glued on me. Tony was > older than anyone else in my class, and was only there because he > kept skipping class all the time and couldn't pass the tests. He > only showed up when the social worker threatened to send him to > reform school. > Anyway, while I was busy, Tony's boredom, combined with his > dirty and suspicious mind, decided that I was a horny girl rubbing > herself against the chair to get off. He didn't know the half of > it. > After I had cum, I asked to be excused to go to the bathroom > to clean myself off. I walked down the deserted hallway and went > into the empty girls room. I cleaned myself off in the stall, and > then slid the delicious dildo back up into my cunt. When I came > out, there was Tony leaning against the wall, leering at me. > "What the hell are you doing in here Spinozzo?" I demanded. > "Hey take it easy baby." he grinned nastily. > "I know what you were doing in class little girl." he sneered. > My heart sipped a beat at the thought that he might actually know. > "Feeling horny in Prockman's class huh?" > "I don't know what the hell you're talking about." I snapped, > trying to jerk away from his arms which had encircled me. > "Leave me alone and get out of here!" I demanded, as his hands > reached down and cupped my ass through my short skirt. My further > words were muffled as his hand gripped my hair and forced my face > towards his. His lips crushed mine, his tongue invading my mouth as > I struggled angrily against him. > Then his hand slid under my skirt in back and slid down my ass > crack to my furry mound. His eyes opened in surprise as he felt the > tip of the protruding dildo. > "What the hell is that?" he demanded. > He pushed me against a sink and bent me forward, throwing up my > skirt as I squirmed helplessly. Then he yanked my panties down and > I heard him gasp in shock as the dildo pushed out a couple of more > inches. > "Holy fucking shit!!" he yelled. > "What a hot little slut!! Wait till everyone hears about this!" > My whole body reddened in humiliation as I felt his fingers on > the dildo. I yelped and squirmed as he slid the dildo in and out of > my fuck box. I struggled uselessly against him, tears coming to my > eyes. Then he slapped the side of my head sharply. > "Just shut up and do what I tell you, you little slut." he gritted. > "You keep quiet and so will I." > With that the last of the dildo came free of my clutching cunt > sheath, and he tossed it into the sink. Then I felt another object > against my cunt slit. It was even bigger than the dildo, but seemed > at the same time to be both harder and softer. > "You like cocks little girl?" he sneered. "I'll give you a > real cock for your little cunt to hold onto!" > Then he rammed his cock into me, cramming every inch of his male > organ into my tiny slit with one mighty thrust. I gasped in pain as > my slit went from empty to full in a second. His hands gripped my > sides as he pumped his long cock into me from behind. > "Tight little bitch aren't you?!... Fuuckh... Fuuuckkk... Take > it pussy... Take it up your fucking little cunt hole!... ughg... > ughgh... you little SLUT!... Goooood... ughg... ughhg! > My face was mashed against the mirror in back of the sink, his > hand on the back of my neck forcing me flat across the sink as he > fucked into me with fast brutal strokes. My toes barely touched the > floor and each time he fucked deep against me, my hips ground > against the edge of the counter and my toes left the floor. > His hands ran up and down my sides and fastened around my > hanging titties, squeezing them over and over through my thin > blouse, like he was milking a cow. > His balls slapped against my crotch and I could feel his pubic hair > against mine as his blood filled slab of meat thrust in and out of > my slick little box. > My beleaguered mind tried to cope with the outrage and > humiliation of his brutal assault, at the same time as a flood of > wondrous sexual passion seared through my belly at the realization > that I was finally being FUCKED! > "Fuuuckkhhh... Fuccccchhkkk... ughghhhhh!" he groaned. > His hands came down to my thighs and he pulled them wide apart so > his cock could go even deeper inside me. My feet left From - Sun Dec 8 14:24:48 1996 Path: news.cww.de!news.ecrc.de!newsfeed.sunet.se!news00.sunet.se!sunic!mn6.swip.n et!solace!eru.mt.luth.se!pumpkin.pangea.ca!www.nntp.primenet.com!nntp.prime net.com!newspump.sol.net!howland.erols.net!news-peer.gsl.net!news.gsl.net!i x.netcom.com!news From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: GIRLS SCHOOL DICIPLINE Chapter 1 Date: 24 Nov 1996 23:17:31 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 247 Message-ID: <57al2b$shn@sjx-ixn2.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: vie-va18-06.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Sun Nov 24 3:17:31 PM PST 1996 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- By Bobbi Richard Hazel was delighted that he had been selected from among several applicants to be the assistant headmaster, or in this case assistant to the headmistress, of one of the most exclusive girl's school in the country. The entire staff of Greenwich Academy was female, except for a very elderly biology teacher and, now, Richard. Fresh from school, himself, having just received his master's in English literature, Richard had been looking for a teaching position. An interview over lunch with Greenwich's lovely headmistress, Ann Henderson, had clinched the job. "You know the assistant head acts as the school disciplinarian." Ann had said grinning broadly, "I wonder if you are aware of that." Richard was, indeed, unaware of that part of the job and Ann had explained the discipline practices at Greenwich. "Girls are sent here by very conservative families who want them to behave in a traditional way. Therefore, they insist on old-fashioned discipline and give us written authorization to administer it." Ann Henderson laughed when Richard continued to look puzzled. "We use corporal punishment, Richard," she said. "In addition to teaching them literature, you will have to spank them - that is the younger ones. Girls 16 and older are put over a punishment horse and a rattan cane is applied to their bare bottoms." She smiled at his obvious embarrassment. "You'll get used to it. There is always a female there to help you, usually me, and we do all the bottom baring that is necessary. All you have to do is apply the punishment." At the thought that he would be spanking bare female backsides, Richard had blushed deeply. Then, as he cooled off, he noticed that the conversation was really exciting his new superior. "Ms. Henderson," he said finally, "I'll try to do the job properly." She had insisted on his calling her Ann and, when they shook hands to seal their new relationship, her hand had lingered on his arm squeezing it warmly. That had been a few weeks ago before the beginning of the new term. Now, the school year was well under way and tonight was his first experience as disciplinarian. With some hesitation, he walked toward his office exactly at 8:00 P.M., the time set for the week's punishments. There were three girls waiting for him on the bench outside the office, their eyes averted and obviously distressed as they anticipated their fate. One of them, apparently the oldest, looked quite adult and well developed notwithstanding the school uniform that she wore. For a moment their eyes met and the girl blushed deeply as she recognized the man who was about to discipline her. Ann was already in the office preparing for the evening session. She had placed a straight backed chair in the center of the room and rolled the horse out of a closet, firmly locking its wheels in place after it had been set in an open area of the office. It was the kind used for gymnastics with a padded leather top. "We start with the youngest." Ann said,"that gives the older girls a little more time to think about what's coming and they appreciate the lesson all the more. This paddle is what we use on the youngsters." She handed him a thin wooden paddle through which several smooth round holes had been drilled. At a signal from Ann, another female teacher who was assisting brought the first girl into the room. She was a very nervous 12 year old who had been caught stealing . "Well, Doris," said Ann, "you're going to get a spanking and I hope you learn not to take other people's things. Now, go and place yourself over Mr. Hazel's lap." The young girl, tears already beginning to roll down her cheeks, begged to be spared the painful punishment. "Please, Ms. Henderson, I don't want to be..to be spanked. I'll never do it again." "Nonsense, Doris, you deserve a spanking and you're going to get one. If you delay, it will only be harder for you." Crying loudly, the girl lay across Richard's lap as he adjusted her small body so that the child's buttocks were properly positioned under his right hand. Ann lifted Doris's school uniform jumper out of the way and lowered the white cotton panties to a point just under the curve of the bottom cheeks completely exposing the spanking area. Taking the paddle, Richard applied it to the round cheeks firmly, alternating from one to the other. "Yike........yeow......oh......ouch." The hapless girl yelped as the paddle struck her resiliant bottom cheeks, each solid smack leaving a red blotch on the girl's round backside. As Doris kicked her legs vigorously, Richard realized that the paddle was imparting a painful sting even though he was not swinging it very hard. A simple snap of the wrist brought the wicked instrument rushing through the air to hit the exposed bottom with a loud report. The howl from the young student testified to the pain it must be causing. After a few minutes, the young bottom had been reddened considerably and the well-spanked child was tearfully promising ideal conduct. Richard looked at Ann who nodded her agreement that Doris had been sufficiently punished. Richard released the girl, who quickly pulled up her panties and ran from the room. "Very well done," said Ann, "you did that quite well and knew when to stop." Ann's own face was flushed with excitement. "I have difficulty with that and, since we don't want to punish the girls excessively, I prefer that the assistant head do it, although this is the first time we've had a man. The next girl to be ushered into the room was a 15 year old who had violated the school's smoking rules several times. Ann recited the various incidents to her and announced the punishment. The young lady blushed furiously as she realized that she was to be spanked and hesitated before taking her place across Richard's lap. "Come, young lady," Ann commanded, "get over there. Next year you will feel the sting of the cane. I think you would prefer the spanking." This time the regulation panties were lowered to reveal a very well developed female bottom. The girl's twin cheeks were exquisite and Richard could not resist admiring them before he began to spank the lovely mounds of bottom flesh. Nevertheless, he administered the spanking as objectively as possible causing the cheeks to wiggle and squeeze as the sting of the paddle penetrated into the soft and yielding flesh. "Ouch..........oh..........don't...........Yeow..... please stop..............Agh." The teenager's howls mingled with the sharp smacks of the paddle as the girl's legs kicked and waved in the air giving Richard a delightful view of her vulva and pussy lips. It seemed to Richard that spanking a lovely young girl was not altogether unpleasant. He could feel his own excitement stiffen as the girl bounced and wiggled over his lap, rubbing against what he hoped was not an obvious bulge. Richard was more than ready to terminate the punishment when the reddened bottom cheeks and the penitent wails of the teenager indicated that the lesson had been learned. When released from her humiliating posture, the young girl stood, her panties at her ankles, exposing the furry thatch of her pubic mound as well as her chastised bottom cheeks which she rubbed vigorously. Richard, slightly embarrassed by this display, began to blush. This seemed to amuse the females present, including the punished student who slowly, and somewhat painfully, wriggled into her panties while affording Richard another vivid view of her rosy twin mounds. When the young girl left the room, Ann walked over to Richard and, bringing her face close to his, whispered so that only he could hear her. "Don't be upset. It's perfectly natural for you to be stimulated by these girls. We'll discuss this later. Now, it's time to see what you can do with the cane" At Ann's signal, the other teacher escorted the last, and oldest, student into the room. She was the very mature 17 year old whom Richard had noticed before and, obviously, in her last year at the Academy. Her well developed figure made even the school uniform look delightful and the short jumper revealed lovely legs. As a senior, she was priveleged to wear pantyhose and shoes with moderate heels, all of which added to her erotic appearance. "My dear Alice," said Ann addressing the girl, "last year you were a chronic curfew violater and you seem to be getting off to the same start this year, but this time with a twist." Turning to Richard, Ann continued. "You are aware of Edgewood, the school for boys at the end of the road. Unfortunately, it's too close for our comfort. Last week Alice was discovered in a boy's room over there. The headmaster brought her back to us and assured me that the boy would be properly punished. Since they have the same discipline policy as we do, I assume he is paying for his fun in the same way that our Alice will." The girl's face reddened as she responded. "I was just visiting and lost track of time. I didn't do anything wrong - nothing happened - believe me. We were just talking." "I'm sure," said Ann sarcastically, "then how did your panties wind up on the floor of his room." Alice, thoroughly embarrassed by this confrontation, and the dreaded chastisement in store for her, began to sob. "We.. ...we were just [sniff].....oh, I don't see why I can't be treated like an adult. I'm almost 18. "You were just about to say that you were starting to have sex when you were interrupted," suggested Ann. "You should consider yourself lucky that you were. When you are 18, you can do what you wish. However, you are not there yet and it is my obligation to see that you are maintained under discipline." The ladies escorted the tearful Alice to the horse and bent her over it so that her backside was uppermost on the padded top and her feet barely touched the floor. Leather cuffs hung from the frame of the device and these were used to imprison the girl's hands. Smiling, Ann lifted the jumper out of the way and lowered the hose and the panties underneath to expose a well form pair of bottom cheeks already wriggling with embarrassment and anticipation. "Very well, Mr. Hazel, let's see if a dozen strokes will improve Alice's behavior. Grasping the rattan cane firmly, Richard tested it once by whipping it through the air. The reaction of the young lady whose bare bottom was exposed for punishment suggested that she had heard its sound. Again he brought the rattan through the air but this time he applied it smartly to the twin cheeks before him. Instantly, a red welt appeared on the quivering mounds accompanied by a moan of pain. Alice gasped again as Richard laid on a stroke. Pausing briefly, he again wielded the cane placing a stripe almost immediately below the first one. "Yeow..", Alice shrieked, kicking violently with her feet and managing to drum on the floor with the tips of her shoes as the sting spread across her naked backside. "Oh....please, it hurts terribly." Richard studied his target for the next stroke. The girl's buttocks were raised high and presented perfectly for punishment. Not only were the bare hillocks in evident view, but the humiliating posture also exposed a substantial part of the intimate area between them. Richard found himself becoming aroused by the sight of the pussy lips, surrounded by a furry thatch of pubic hair, and hidden in the cleft betweeen the quivering bottom cheeks. Nevertheless, Richard recalled himself to the job at hand and continued to wield the cane on Alice's wiggling and naked posterior, pausing briefly between each stroke to allow the full effect to be felt. Alice's shrieks served to reassure Richard that his performance was effective just as the reddening stripes, criss-crossing the pale mounds of Alice's bottom, gave proof that the punishment was being well applied. By the 8th stroke, Alice was howling hysterically. "Oh..., please............oh this is awful.......it hurts....yeow.........I promise I'll never do it again." When the final strokes had been applied without mercy to the wailing Alice, the hand restraints were removed from the sobbing young lady. She remained over the horse, however, bawling miserably and seemingly unwilling to endure the humilation of facing her tormentors. Instead, for a few minutes, she continued to present an erotic display of bottom cheeks covered with fiery red welts and, as she wiggled and bounced with pain, a furry cunt visibly moist from her exciting ordeal. It seemed to Richard that he had an erection that could not be calmed as he contemplated the ease with which he could insert his stiff manhood between those wet pussy lips. Embarrassed, himself, Richard quickly sat down as the ladies helped Alice dismount. The girl removed her hosiery and panties, not wishing to endure the friction of underclothes against her chastised backside, and with a quick and wistful glance at Richard, fled sniffling from room, her jumper skirt barely covering her red bottom. Ann dismissed the female assistant with a nod, then locked the office door. Smiling, she approaced Richard, aware of his embarrassed situation. "She was cute, I must admit," Ann said. Ann knelt in front of Richard and, to his dismay, unzipped his pants and freed his tormented cock from the clothing which had imprisoned it. "Now relax," Ann murmered, "these sessions get me horny too, so I suggest we simply do what is neccessary to obtain relief. Do you agree"? Richard could only moan in response as Ann inserted his stiffend cock between her red lips. In a few moments, his delighted sighs filled the room and evidenced his assent.