by Sarah J.
Story Codes: gggggg/FF, gdom, ped, nc, tort, viol
Warning:
The narrative deals with underage persons.
If you
find this offensive, then please don’t read it.
The
following story is a purely fictional account. Any relationship to any real
person living or dead is absolutely coincidental. The narrative deals with underage persons and the author in no
way condones or promotes sex with minors, nor any of the other acts depicted in
this work – but… Sarah thinks any adult who enjoys reading about such things
should be free to do so.
Summary: A young woman agrees to accompany
some schoolgirls on a field trip and becomes the unwilling victim to an
eccentric woman’s perverted games. Take a bound, naked 23 year old woman, add a
group of sadistic little girls and whole bunch of terrible torture equipment
and you get… well… you’ll see!
Part Two: The Basement
Kerry
ignored the footsteps behind her until strong hands grabbed her arms. Two black
women in leather suits dragged a startled and confused Kerry out of her chair,
they bent her arm behind her back and a gloved hand clamped over her mouth.
Kerry was dragged out of the room, along the hallway, through a door and down a
steep flight of steps to the basement.
Anna
opened the small door that led to the plush carpeted walkway, which ran through
the false walls she’d had built into the basement. Two-way mirrors were placed
all though the underground complex allowing Anna to watch the games unseen. She
saw the little girls gathering excitedly at one end of the first chamber – then
she saw her two assistants dragging in the young blonde.
The two strong, black women held
Kerry tightly while the girls stripped her. They tore at the young woman’s clothes
like a wolf pack, tearing and pulling off her blouse and pants. Madison yanked
on Kerry’s bra until the strap broke and her large 34 double-D breasts flopped
out, the nine year-old slapped one of the hanging tits.
‘Fucking
bitch!’ she screamed, ‘you are so gonna get it’.
Olivia started punching Kerry’s
other breast while Kayla pulled the young woman’s head forward by her blonde
hair and started slapping her about the face. Natalie, Megan and Allison ripped
off their victim’s panties and began kicking her between the legs. Kerry
collapsed to her knees and the two black women immediately clipped wrist and
ankle cuffs on her, locking them in place. Kerry was moaning and sobbing now,
which pleased her tiny tormentors.
‘Kiss our shoes!’ Allison commanded.
Kerry shook her head weakly. The young girl grabbed two handfuls of the woman’s
blonde hair and kicked her in the groin as she knelt.
‘I said… KISS… kick! OUR… kick!
FUCKING… kick! SHOES’ Kerry let out a low moan and Allison leant her
weight on the woman’s head, forcing it down to her tennis shoe. Kerry kissed
it. Then the naked, bound woman was dragged by the hair around the group until
she had kissed all the girl’s shoes.
‘Okay,’ said Natalie, ‘lets fucking do her’.
The black women locked Kerry’s wrists
together and suspended her from a hook in the ceiling. Kerry dangled there
sobbing as the pre-teen pack closed in on her. The nine year-olds were
clutching thin, viscous looking canes.
Megan shouted, ‘Bitch!’ and began to
thrash Kerry’s tits but the dangling woman swung round so her back was to the
girl. The black women knew their jobs: they jumped forward and grabbed Kerry’s
ankles, locking them together, then they attached a short chain and clipped it
to a ring set in the floor. The girls laughed.
‘Cool,’ said Kayla, ‘now our bitch
meat cant even swing out the way’.
With that the beating began again.
Megan was able to concentrate her cane on Kerry’s left breast and this time the
girl’s pain-slut stayed put. Olivia sliced away at the woman’s right tit, while
the others lashed her about the back, stomach, legs and buttocks. Kerry
screamed until her voice went hoarse, but the children kept thrashing their
hanging meat, laughing hysterically. Five minutes later Kerry lost her dignity –
she began to beg and plead with her young abusers, offering to do anything they
wanted if they would stop. The girls ignored her and Megan concentrated on
seeing if she could split the woman’s nipple with the cane. Her pretty little
face was all screwed up in concentration and she aimed each strike, sending
stinging blow after stinging blow into Kerry’s left tit.
‘Look how they wobble wen you hit
them,’ laughed Olivia, ‘they look like water-balloons. I’m gonna pop one!’ With
that she rained several searing blows on the exposed breast.
After fifteen minutes Kerry fainted.
She awoke to find herself still hanging by her arms, but now her feet were also
attached to the ceiling hook, the crowd of girls stood between her legs. Megan
was busy sticking a huge hypodermic syringe into the slave’s right nipple.
Kerry cried out, making the girls laugh again.
‘You’re such a wimp bitch,’ Megan
said grinning cruelly, ‘we don’t normally have to use this till much later’.
‘It’s stimylints or something,’
added Kayla, ‘so you can’t keep fainting, coz that is like so fucking boring’.
One of the black women tugged on a
chain and Kerry’s ankles were pulled higher in the air, the children were
staring straight at her groin. All at once they began to thrash their victim’s
cunt, raining stinging blows on her delicate flesh till it looked like a
bloodied rag.
‘I’m bored,’ said Natalie.
‘Yeah,’ said Megan, ‘get her down,’
she said to the black women, who promptly did as the little girl asked.
Kerry was thrown like a piece of
meat onto a thick wooden table, the women locked her arms to metal rings, then
spread the whimpering woman’s legs almost horizontal to her torso and locked
her ankles in place. Kayla produced a metal tourniquet, and slipped it over
Kerry’s right breast, Megan did the same with the left. Then the girls began to
deliberately tighten the rings, turning the screws till the woman’s tits were
being squeezed really tight. After a few minutes Kerry’s breasts turned a deep
purple.
‘Ooh! Pretty,’ laughed Megan, ‘that’s
my favorite color’.
The girls left their victim strung
out like a dissected frog while they went to change. Anna switched mirrors so
she could see the girls undress. They were so perfect; their flawless tanned
little bodies, hard and trim. The girls put on the things Anna had left for
them – crop-tops and short skirts, all made out of black leather – and they
left their panties off, knowing what was coming next. They slipped on the black
knee-length boots over their white socks, then it was playtime again.
Megan walked up to the table, jumped
up and stamped on one of Kerry’s purple tits to get her attention. Then the
nine year-old straddled the woman’s face, pulling up her skirt and pressing her
cunny against Kerry’s lips.
‘Beg to be allowed to drink my pee,’
the girl ordered the sobbing piece of meat on the table.
‘P… pl… please no,’ murmured Kerry.
‘I SAID… BEG ME FOR MY PEE BITCH’.
‘Pl… please… M… Miss Megan… could I
d…drink y…your pee p…please’.
‘I dunno,’ grinned the cruel child, ‘why
should I put my wonderful, yummy pee in your gross mouth?’ said Megan as she
tightened the screws on Kerry’s tit braces.
‘AAAAAAARGH,’ screamed Kerry.
‘Fuck, we’ve never had such a wimp
down here. If you think that hurts what are you going to do later,’ the nine
year-old grinned. ‘Anyway, what were you saying about my pee?’
‘AAH! I beg you Miss Megan, please
pee in my horrible mouth,’ Kerry moaned.
‘Tell me you’re my stupid pee
drinking potty face’.
‘I…I’m your stupid, pee drinking,
potty face Miss Megan, please pee in my mouth now, I beg you’.
‘Okay loser,’ said Megan, ‘but
Kayla’s feet are cold, an you gotta drink my pee AND gargle wiv it, while she
uses your useless cunny as a foot warmer – you spill one drop an I’ll tighten
these till your tits pop’.
Kayla sat between Kerry’s spread
legs and slipped off her boots and socks. She placed her little toes at the
entrance to the woman’s vagina, wriggling her toes between the labia and into
the slave’s cunt. Then the child began to wriggle and twist her naked foot till
it slipped slowly into the woman’s vagina. Kerry was no virgin, but no man’s
dick was as thick as a foot, even a little girl’s foot - she began to cry out
but a laughing Megan just pressed her cunny against the woman’s mouth. Kayla
shoved her foot into Kerry’s pussy then the girl pushed until her leg was in to
about half way up the calf, stretching the woman’s vagina to splitting point.
‘Okay,’ said Megan calmly, ‘now I’m
gonna pee in your mouth, just liked you wanted, and Kayla’s gonna fuck your
cunny wiv her pretty foot – an you are gonna gargle an drink my pee while she
does it, AN YOU AINT GONNA SPILL A SINGLE DROP – GOT IT?’
Kerry rolled her eyes back in agony
and opened her mouth, awaiting her pre-teen mistress’s gift. Hot piss squirted
into the helpless woman’s mouth as the horrid child between her legs began to
work her foot and leg in and out of the slave’s cunt. Kerry gargled the foul
piss, then swallowed it, but there was always more. When Megan had emptied her
bladder into the useless piece of meat, another girl climbed on, filling her
mouth again. Kayla succeeded in getting her leg in up to the knee making Kerry
howl and thrash so much she nearly spilt some of Natalie’s precious piss,
but she didn’t. She kept gargling and swallowing through the whole ordeal.
When they had all finished Kayla
took her foot out and took a quick piss in the slave’s mouth, giggling as the
woman gargled on it. Then Megan told the two black women they could have go, as
they must be bursting by now. The women climbed on Kerry’s face and let go hot
jets of stinking piss into her mouth. When they had finished Megan decided
their lump of meat was in a good position to try the nipple splitting trick
again. The nine year-old stood beside a sobbing Kerry and aimed a blow at her
nipple with the thin cane. The blow landed a quarter-inch to the side and
Megan’s nine year-old temperament showed through; little girls aren’t known for
their patience. The pretty little girl began to thrash wildly at Kerry’s purple
breast, slashing at it in frustration. Eventually Kerry nipple split.
‘Yessssssss!’ shouted Megan, ‘cool,
I dun it’.
‘AAIEEEEEEEE… AH! AH! NOOOOOO….
PLEEEEEEEASE’ wailed Kerry, but the girls just laughed.
‘Do the other one!’ Megan said to a
grinning Allison. The other girl thrashed Kerry’s left beast until that nipple
split too. ‘Cool,’ said Megan, ‘that was fun. What shall we do next?’
To be continued…
Ó Sarah J.
2004
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