From iamhere@fl.net.au Tue Feb 25 08:08:21 1997
As Sandy approached her parents bedroom door, she could hear strange
sounds
coming for the room. Being eleven, she never heard such sounds before,
sounds of moaning and giggling. She knew that her parents were away,
so she
opened the door to see what was happening. Once inside she could not
believe her eyes. For there were her sisters, Susan and Donna, naked.
Susan's head was buried deep in Donna's pussy, rubbing her tongue up
and
down Donna's clit.
Donna's back was arched and she was grinding her pussy into Susan's
hungry
mouth.
"Suck my cunt, bitch, suck it hard. Yes, Yes, Oh God, Yes." Donna
shouted
as she grabbed Susan's hair and forced her head down onto her cunt.
Susan's ass was in the air and she had one hand between her legs
rubbing
her pussy and moaning with delight.
"What the hell are you two doing?" Sandy asked. "What's the matter
with
you? Wait until mom and dad get home. I'm gonna tell them everything!"
Startled, Susan got up and leaned against the bedroom door. Sandy
looked at
her and then back at Donna. She knew that something was going to
happen,
but she had no idea what they had in mind. "Maybe we should teach big
mouth
here a lesson. Something she will never forget, how 'bout it Susan?"
Donna
gave a wicked smile.
Looking at Susan, Sandy saw that she was rubbing her cunt, shoving her
fingers in and out and laughing.
"Yes, let's give the stupid slut a little lesson in respect." said
Susan.
Sandy looked at both sisters and became very scared.
"Take off your clothes!" Donna demanded. Sandy looked at her in fear
and
then at Susan, who was now almost at the point of orgasm.
"I said, take your clothes off. You little bitch!" demanded Donna.
Sandy was frozen. She could not believe that her older sister was
talking
to her like this. It is true that they never got along like true
sisters.
Donna was much closer to Susan, who was closer to her age. Sandy was
always
considered the "accident" of the family. She was six years younger
then
Donna, and 3 years younger than Susan.
"I think she could use a little help, Susan. I don't feel like waiting
all
day." Donna said with a slight touch of anger in her voice.
Susan moved towards Sandy. She grabbed her frilly little-girl blouse
and
lifted it over her head. Sandy began to whimper a little like a dog,
and
this brought pleasure to both the sisters. They laughed louder than
before
as Sandy was almost in tears. Next came the tight denim shorts which
Susan
pulled down to the floor and Sandy stepped out of. "Your first lesson
will
begin now, little girl." Donna said, and with the help of Susan, Sandy
was
thrown across the knee of Donna. With a loud smack Donna's hand came
crashing down onto Sandy's little pantie-covered ass, making the young
girl's body jump in surprise and in pain.
"You have been a very bad little girl and you must be punished. You
must
never tell this to anyone, or we will do this to you every day. Your
little
ass will be so sore that you won't be able to sit for a month." Donna
said
with almost a laugh.
Donna spanked her twenty more times. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Sandy jumped
and
writhed in pain and tears streamed down her face.
"I want to see how red her ass is!" Susan said.
"Yes, let's take a look!" said Donna as she pulled off Sandy's panties
and
let them drop to the floor. "That is very nice, very nice indeed."
Donna
said, glancing at the young ass over her knee. "It looks like a stop
sign!"
Susan said. Then the two sisters broke out in laughter. Sandy tried to
struggle away.
"Where do you think you are going?" asked Donna giving her two more
smacks.
"We haven't even begun." Donna pushed Sandy off her knee as she
toppled to
the floor, whimpering when her head banged against the hard wood.
Pulling herself up onto her knees Sandy had her head bowed, her tears
dripping onto the floor,
Sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, Donna looked at her little
sister.
"Come over here and kiss my feet. Be a good little slave and suck my
toes."
Sandy slowly moved towards Donna. She had to do what she said, to
avoid
being spanked again. Slowly, she started to kiss Donna's feet.
Starting at
the heel and slowly working her way down to her toes.
"Good little slut sister. Suck my toes. That's a good girl, that's a
good
slave. Lick the soles of my feet." Sandy slowly licked the bottom of
Donna's foot. Long licks, starting at the back and ending at her toes,
then
inbetween each one to get at the little bits of dirt between them.
Donna let out a little moan. Sandy thought her sister had pretty feet,
but
they didn't taste or smell very nice. Still she was glad that her
sister
was enjoying this. That meant that she would not get hit again.
Donna motioned Susan to the bed.
"Lay across the bed, dear." said Donna "I think our sister is hungry."
Sandy looked up at her sisters and noticed that Susan was now on the
edge
of the bed, her legs bent and her cunt was hanging over the foot of
the
bed. Donna grabbed Sandy by her pony tail and looked into her eyes.
"Poor little sister. You look so scared." Donna laughed "Have you ever
tasted pussy before?" Sandy looked at her, wiped a tear from her cheek
and
shook her head. "Then you are in for a surprise, little girl." Donna
said
with a smile. She pulled Sandy over to the edge of the bed, about a
foot
from Susan's spread pussy.
"Bend over, I want you to kiss her cunt." said Donna as she pushed
Sandy's
face into Susan's crotch. Sandy started to struggle to avoid having to
lick
Susan's pussy.
"I said kiss it!" said Donna, spanking Sandy again on her now bright
red
ass. "Stick your tongue in it." Sandy stuck out her tongue and tasted
Susan's salty, creamy cunt. She started to lick her pussy, with little
circles. She shoved her tongue in deeper and Susan started to moan.
"Good little girl, you are making your sister very happy, listen to
her,
she likes it. Don't you Susan?" asked Donna "Yes, Oh, Yes. Suck me you
little cunt. Suck my pussy. Oh yes! Oh yes! Deeper, faster, suck me
faster!" Susan moaned.
"You heard her, bitch. Shove your tongue in deeper. Lick her faster.
Move
your mouth around her clit." Donna said, pushing her face deeper into
Susan's cunt. Sandy started to whimper, tears rolled down her cheek.
She
had Susan's clitoris in her mouth and she was sucking it. Susan burst
into
orgasm and Sandy could feel the wetness growing in Susan's cunt. Susan
now
grabbed her Sandy's head and pushed it deeper into her cunt.
"Oh, you little bitch. You're making me cum. Don't stop. Make me cum
more.
I want to cover your face in my juice. Yes, baby-sis, suck my cunt."
Susan
said, twisting and turning on the bed. Grinding her hips into Sandy's
face.
Donna got up and walked out of the room and into her room. She
searched her
draws, and found the strap on dildo that Susan and her used to play
with.
She strapped it on and walked back into the room. Just in time to
notice
Susan cumming for the fourth or fifth time. "That's enough! Now it is
time
for a little change of pace." said Donna.
She roughly grabbed Sandy by her hair and pulled her straight up. She
pulled her over to the side of the bed and forced her down so that her
stomach was on the bed and her ass was over the edge. Donna stopped to
admire the tight little ass of her sister and you could almost see her
drooling with envy.
Susan got up, still a little dazed at the licking that she just
received.
She walked over to the other side of the bed and knelt on Sandy's
upstretched arms so that they were extended over her head. She knelt
down
to look her right in the eye.
"You're gonna like this, little one." said Susan with a smile, then
kneeling up again dribbled a glob of saliva onto the little girl's
neck.
"Spread your legs, bitch!" said Donna. Sandy did not move.
"I said spread your legs!" Donna said as she smacked her ass again.
The
little girl was crying too much to move, so she grabbed each ankle and
forced them apart, waiting for Susan to lean forward and pull them
painfully back.
"That's better. Let's see." Donna said as she poked a finger into
Sandy's
cunt. "Your cunt's very dry! You'd better start having some naughty
thoughts or it's going to be awfully sore!" giggled Donna.
She reached down and placed the 9" man-sized dildo's head against her
eleven year old sister's hairless pussy lips. "There. Now we are
ready."
snickered Donna "Here comes Mr. Penis!" she laughed as she threw her
body
forwards and watched the dildo judder deeply into Sandy's tight
schoolgirl
cunt.
Sandy let out a scream of agony as it ripped through her hyman, bashed
against the roof of her vagina, and pushed into her pre-pubescent
womb!
Donna felt a moisture against her thighs and saw that her sister was
urinating onto the bed.
Susan got a kick out of that and started to laugh.
"I think she likes it." said Susan "I think she really likes it."
Sandy was
shaking from side to side and tried to struggle free, but she couldn't
move. Susan had her arms and legs and Donna was pushing her from the
back.
She had to take it. She was going nowhere. Donna was pumping her
faster.
Moving the dildo in and out faster and faster, and with every thrust
Sandy
would gasp for air. Donna would smack her ass and back with every
thrust.
"Take this, baby-bitch." Donna said as she shoved the dick deeper than
it
had ever gone before.
"OWWWW! That hurts. Please stop, please. You are hurting me so much!"
Sandy
sobbed.
"I will do whatever I want to you, slave. You are our bitch. You will
do
what we say. Do you understand?" Donna asked as she grabbed Sandy's
hair
and lifted her face from the bed.
"DO YOU UNDERSTAND !?!?!" Sandy was crying to much to answer her. All
she
could do was say "Yes" in a weak little tone between sobs. "Good.
That's a
good little girl." said Donna "Now, we are going to the bathroom for a
little more fun." Donna slammed into Sandy once more before pulling
out.
She removed the harness form her waist, wiped the blood and cum from
it
onto Sandy's pretty white blouse and raised Sandy from the bed by her
ponytail.
Susan got up as well. She had a wicked smile on her face. As if she
knew
what Donna was going to do to Sandy. Once all three girls reached the
bathroom, Sandy had stopped crying. She did not know what was to
happen
next. Perhaps she was to scared to cry.
"Get into the tub and lay down." said Donna "Lay down on your back and
look
up at us." Sandy carefully stepped into the tub and lay down. Donna
straddled herself on either end of the tub and started to spread her
lips.
"I am going to give you a Golden Shower. Do you know what that is?"
Sandy
just shook her head. The looked of fear in her face amused Donna. She
looked at Susan, who was on the toilet playing with herself. Susan was
very
excited. She couldn't wait to see Sandy with piss all over her face
and
body. She was rubbing her clit with the end of a toothbrush. Bringing
herself to instant orgasm.
Donna started to urinate onto Sandy's face. Sandy couldn't believe
what was
happening. As the golden stream hit her face she began to twist and
choke.
The warm liquid rolled over her cheek and in her hair. It tasted very
salty. Donna moved back and was now pissing on her young tits. Soon
she
could piss no more and called Susan over to give the little bitch some
more. In a flash the two sisters changed places. Now it was Susan who
was
doing the pissing and Donna was watching in delight. Sandy was hoping
that
it would stop. For what was 2 minutes seemed like hours. Finally Susan
was
through and got off the tub.
"Poor little girl is all wet." Donna said very sarcastically. "You
need to
be cleaned up. Very well, get up but stay in the tub." Donna reached
for
the shower massage and pulled it down. She turned on the hot water and
started to rinse off Sandy's body, knowing from the steam that it
would
leave her sore all over. When she was done, she turned off the water
and
bent Sandy over, exposing her cute little ass.
"It seems as if your asshole is a little dirty. I can take care of
that."
Donna said and looked at Susan.Without saying a word Susan left the
room
and returned shortly with an enema bag. She handed the nossel to Donna
and
hung the bag on the shower curtain bar.
"NO, NO, Please don't do that. I'll be a good girl, I promise." Sandy
cried. "Shut up!" Donna said smacking her wet ass "Don't say a fucking
word, you little baby cunt!" Sandy started to cry, that smack stung on
her
wet burning behind. It felt like little needles. Frighten and scared
she
watched Donna as she bent her over and started to spread her cheeks.
"I am going to get a real kick out of this. I can't wait to see you
'fill
up'." Donna said with a dominating tone in her voice.She watched as
Susan
used the shower to fill the bag half full with more boiling water.
Susan
giggled, reached down to the floor and picked up some bottles. She
emptied
half the first bottle into the bag. "Some nice bubbly bath foam!" She
then
opened another "and some stingy detergent toilet cleaner!"
When Susan finished talking Donna pushed the nossel deep into Sandy's
asshole. Once in place, Susan turned on the valve and the water
started to
flow into Sandy's butt hole.
The water seared the inside of Sandy's rectum, and the detergent burnt
even
more, making the innocent little girl scream like a stuck pig.
"STOOOOPPPPPP! PLEASE STOP. I'M BURNING!!!!!" "Be quite slutty slave.
We
haven't even gotten halfway done" said Donna, blowing a kiss to Susan
then
giving her a "you slut!" look when she realised she'd just taken a
shit
while masturbating herself!
Once the water was emptied from the bag, Donna removed the nossel and
pushed a wine cork into her stretched little pink anus. Sandy was
clutching
at her grossly distended tummy, as the liquid burnt against the
insides of
her tummy.
Susan stood up from the toilet, having cleaned her ass and stopping
masturbating for a moment, and came to help Donna. Together they
grabbed
Sandy's ankles and lefted her by them so that she was hanging upside
down
in the air. They carried her across the room, then dropped her, head
first
into the basin of the toilet. When Sandy looked down, she saw Susan's
toilet all over the inside of the bowl, then moments later felt
herself
falling into it. Her scream stopped as her face entered the muddy
water
much to the two girl's delight.
They looked as Sandy's bottom and franttically waving legs poked out
of the
bowl, and started bouncing her up and down, letting her just start to
breath in, then letting her down into the water again. They saw that
the
bubble bath in the enema bag was starting to work as the little girl
started to look like she was nine months pregnant! Then they pulled
her
out, dropping her onto the floor, and Donna pulled the cork from
Sandy's
ass.
Holding hands, they watched as the water from the eleven year old's
bowels
shot to the other end of the stall and dripped down the wall. "That's
a
good little bitch!" Donna said as she watched the brown liquid gush
from
Sandy's ass. "You are very dirty. Very dirty indeed. I think we will
have
to do it again." Susan refilled the bag again and hung it back up.
"Climb
into the tub"
"Here you go little girl. One more time." Donna said as she inserted
the
nossel again into Sandy's anus.
Susan once again turned on the valve and the water started to flow.
Sandy
bowed her head and felt the agony in her stomach. Finally the liquid
stopped and the nossel was removed. This time the water was clear.
Donna
rinsed her little sister's hair with the shower, cleaning away the
shit
from the toilet, then took the bag down from the bar and gave it to
Susan,
who at the moment looked kinda depressed, wanting to give one more to
her
sister.
"Now you are a clean little whore. MY clean little whore. Get on your
knees
in front of me." Donna demanded.
Sandy stepped forward and fell to her knees in front of Donna. Her
head was
bowed, like a good little slave.Donna grabbed her wet hair and pulled
her
towards her. "I want you to satisfy ME now, bitch!" Donna said "Suck
my
cunt. Suck it clean." Sandy started to lick her sisters cunt. She was
somewhat of a pro now. After all, she had experience.
Donna leaned up against the wall and started to cum. "Ohhhh..." moaned
Donna "Suck me, suck me" Soon Donna was cumming. She started to buckle
and
shake. Sandy did not want her sister to cum. She did not want her to
receive satisfaction when all she felt all day was fear and pain.She
tried
to pull away but Donna forced her back into her cunt. "I'm going to
cum.....You little bitch....I'm going to cuuummmm.....
Ahhhhhhhhhhh......
Yessss...... Yesssssssss...!!!
At once, a thick creamy substance started to flow from Donna's crotch.
Sandy did not know what it was, but it must have felt good judging by
the
way that Donna reacted. Soon it was over and Donna was trying to catch
her
breath.
"That was great! You are a good slave." Donna said Sandy was glad to
hear
that, thinking that this ordeal would soon be over. But she was
mistaken as
Donna grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, so that she was
looking
straight at her.
"Never pull away from me again, cunt, when I am about to cum. I could
have
lost my whole orgasm! You are a bad bitch, and I will have to punish
you
again real soon!!
With that being said, Donna let go of Sandy's hair and walked out of
the
room. Sandy remained and started to cry. She could hear the two
sisters
talking and laughing in the next room.
She was wondering what they were planning for her next .........
--
When her two big sisters hadn't returned after an
hour, Sandy left the bathroom and went to her bedroom. Her little
pussy had
stopped bleeding but still felt awful sore from the cruel raping it
had
received from Donna's dildo. She gently touched her clitoris and had
to
bite the pillow to stop herself crying out.
Her tummy had finally settled down, and she hoped that the detergent
cleaner hadn't hurt its insides... She guessed it would feel worse if
there
was anything seriously wrong. The worse thing was the degradation she
felt.
The image of being lowered into the toilet bowl after her sister had
used
it... the memory of the urinating on her face in the bath-tub. She
would
never forget the agony of that dildo, or the humiliation of the enema.
Sandy had always been shy and diminutive, and now she felt like she
wasn't
a real person... just a toy for her sisters to play with, like a
little
Sindy doll, or like Paula.
Paula had been a pretty little baby-doll Sandy had received for her
5th
birthday. She was an expensive toy and said things like "Hello Mummy,
I
love you" when you pressed her tummy. She had a lovely little pink
dress,
and Sandy would put her in a little pram and wheel her around the
garden.
Paula would never say no to anything Sandy wanted to do, obedient to
the
end. As Sandy started to cry, she realized she had become a submissive
little Paula-doll for Donna and Susan....
The next day.....
-----------------Sandy awoke when she heard Mr Morahan start his car,
and
realized that it was Monday and she had to go to school! She ached all
over, but tried to shut off the memories of the day before, because
she
couldn't afford to be late, and it was already 8.00am. With Mom and
Dad
being away for another three days, she had to get a lift with Donna,
who
worked in the Fashion Mall next door to the school. Donna had passed
her
driving test a week after her 17th birthday, and Mom and Dad had
bought her
a pale pink Mazda sports-car. Sandy had been real happy arriving at
school
in it last week -- now it meant sitting with the girl who had... who
had
Raped her.
"Stop it!" Sandy told herself. "Forget it happened, and get dressed!"
She
jumped up, and pulled off her nightshirt and panties, throwing both in
the
bin because she felt they were dirty.In a dreamlike trance she pulled
open
her bedside drawer and reached into it. But it was empty! Where were
her
panties? She checked the second drawer and found all her socks had
vanished, all but one pair that were silly ones she used to wear when
she
was little. Had she put them all in the washing machine and forgot to
take
them out? She didn't feel her normal self, maybe that was it.. it had
just
slipped her mind because of.... because of yesterday.
She opened her wardrobe and it too seemed bare. Fortunately her
gymslip was
on it's hanger so she pulled the panties back out of the bin, and
slipped
them on. They weren't that bad, she must have stopped bleeding soon
after
going to bed, and no-one would see them. She couldn't find a shirt,
but
there was a camisole, so she pulled that over her head, took the green
dress and stepped into it.
It didn't feel right, so she shook herself to make it straighten out
and
drop properly. It still wasn't right. "What's wrong with me?" she
asked
herself as she walked to the mirror and looked at herself. She had to
smile
a little! She thought that Mom had thrown away this dress two years
ago! It
was tiny on her, with the yellow braid that should have draped around
her
hips being half way up her tummy! And the hem of the dress was at the
top
of her legs! "My, it hardly covers my panties... I can't wear this!"
she
giggled.
She went back to the wardrobe to find her proper dress... but her
giggling
stopped when she realized it wasn't there. She heard a voice from
downstairs. "Sandy! If you want a lift you've got 3 minutes!"Oh no! It
was
Donna! And she was about to leave! She pulled out the one pair of
socks,
those silly 'party' ones that she used to wear. They were awfully
little-girlish, all frilly and white, but she had no choice did she?
She
could only find her mary-jane party shoes, so she did up the little
straps,
and tied a ribbon around her braid before checking herself in the
mirror
one last time.
"Oh I look a mess!" she thought. "I look like I should be in
Kindergarten!
The little flared skirt part of the dress left her long legs all bare,
and
when she arched her back it flicked up, showing her panties! "I'll
just
have to be ever so careful..." she thought as she ran down stairs and
saw
Donna starting the car outside the front door.
She slammed it shut, and jumped into the passenger seat. "I couldn't
find
any of my clothes Donna!" she said to her sister. Donna just grinned
at her
"Really? I wonder where they are?"
"I don't know.. I can't remember -- because you were so horrible to me
yesterday..." she sulked.
"I don't remember being horrible to you! Anyway, if I was you
certainly
deserved it... and I don't want to hear any more about it if you want
a
lift from me."
Sandy shut her mouth, but resolved to tell mom and dad the moment they
came
home. She'd show them, she wasn't going to be a toy for her sisters to
play
with! She remembered all the names she'd been called, "cunt", "slut",
"whore"! Mommy would be so angry. Especially about the thing they'd
pushed
into her private parts. Making her bleed like that, my she could have
them
put in jail!
Soon they arrived at the school, and Sandy ran to her classroom where
her
teacher was just taking register.
"Julie Alexander"
"Here Miss"
"Francesca Buckley"
"Present Miss Cresswell"
"Melissa Compton"
"Present Miss"
"Sandy Coombe?"
"...."
"Sandy... are you here?"
Sandy suddenly woke up, "Oh, Sorry Miss, yes Miss"
"Sandy, the headmistress wishes to see you in her study at 11.00.
"Sandy
couldn't understand why. "Oh... really? Why does she want to seem me?"
Miss Cresswell glared at her. "It seems that she's rather angry with
you.
Though I don't know why. Perhaps it's something to do with dressing as
a
young lady rather than a SLUT! Knowing your mother and sisters I'm
quite
sure this is your doing.... do you realize the whole class saw your
panties
when you walked across the school yard?"
The other girls giggled. "Bimbo!" called one of them. "Slutty Sandy!"
called another. Sandy went crimson in embarrassment and wished she
could
vanish into a hole, but the teacher told the girls to hush, and
continued
with the register.
At 10.55 the bell went for morning break, and the girls rushed out the
classroom. Sandy's tummy was full of butterflies as she walked down
the
corridor to the oak paneled door of Mrs. Todd, the headmistress.
She knocked on the thick door, and heard Mrs. Todd's deep voice boom
"Come
in!", pushing it open and walking to her desk.
Mrs Todd looked her up and down, glaring at the expanse of leg the
little
girl's dress left exposed.
"YOU DIRTY LITTLE WHORE SANDY COOMBE!!!" she yelled.
Sandy took a step back. "Oh... Oh Miss... I'm sorry... but I couldn't
find
my clothes this morning..."
"IT'S NOT YOUR CLOTHES, DISGUSTING THAT THEY ARE!!!! HOW COULD YOU DO
THAT
TO MY LITTLE JULIETTE?"
"Juliette Ma'am? You mean Juliette Todd in my class, your
daughter?""YES I
DO MEAN MY DAUGHTER!!!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT POSSESSED YOU TO BE SO
CRUEL! And
on the way back from church! You should be put in a home you
disgusting,
disgusting girl!"
"I... I don't know what you're talking about Madam. I haven't seen
Juliette
since Friday!"
"Don't think you can get away with that!" the stern woman replied.
"Thought
you could get away with it didn't you? With the blindfold? I think
you're
sick girl, sick! Taking her clothes, and, and URINATING ON HER!!!"
Mrs Todd looked like she would grab Sandy there and then, and the
eleven
year old wondered about running out of the door, she was so
frightened. But
then she saw the man standing in the corner.
"Yes young lady... thought you'd get away with it. I'm afraid you
didn't
allow for THIS! I'm Detective Spooner, and must say that you are one
of the
most despicable young offenders I've ever come across. What possessed
you
to be so disgusting!""
He held up a small object that Sandy immediately recognised. It was
her
handbag. "Wondered where you'd dropped it did you? Of course, I
thought it
may have been stolen, so I spoke to your nice sisters last night.
They'd
wondered where you were... Told me about the things you'd been saying
about
Mrs Todd's daughter... and gave me your school beret."One hair is all
we
need with today's DNA technology Miss Coombe. And the single hair we
found
on the ground where the attack took place matched yours completely.
Now try
denying it!"
Sandy broke down on tears. "The tears of guilt Mrs Todd... Now all
that
remains is whether you wish to press charges."
Mrs Todd raised her head. "You were saying that this would require
Juliette
to appear in court Detective Spooner? I'd prefer it if that could be
avoided..."
"If you're willing to administer your own punishment that makes it
easier
Mrs Todd. Whilst regulations normally prohibit your being too
excessive, I
feel in this case the police would turn a blind eye to any subsequent
complaint... Also, in the absence of the girl's parents her sister's
represent legal guardians and they have given permission."Mrs Todd
nodded.
"I will administer my own punishment Detective. Thank-you, you have
been
most helpful." She motioned for him to leave and he stood, walked to
the
door then paused.
"Erm, Mrs Todd... Don't you think that it would be important to have
me
present... as a witness? Obviously I'm not *interested* in watching,
it
just might be sensible?"The woman looked at the way his eyes were
moving up
and down the little girls exposed legs, seeming transfixed to that
little
belt of material that just managed to cover her panties. She then
noticed
the decidedly unprofessional bulge at the front of the policeman's
trousers!
Not that she was surprised... he was a very good looking man, and
probably
had a big sex drive, unlike that slob-husband of her's, Alfred. And
little
Sandy did look so very cute... long coltish legs, lithe little bottoms
and
flat girlish chests were a delightful combination on one so young...
"You can stay... in fact you can help me. That is if you would like to
take
me to dinner this evening?"
Sandy couldn't believe what she was hearing! She guessed she was in
for a
spanking, which was bad, but with a man watching! And it sounded like
the
headmistress was asking him out!
"Sure Madam couldn't think of anyone I'd prefer to spend some time
with...
aside from young Sandy here of course... If she was my daughter she'd
learn
some discipline soon enough!"
"Right... well let's show her some. Sandy, this is for your own good.
There
are devils in you, my girl, and I'll straighten you out if it takes me
the
rest of my days! Walk to the window and lean out of it."Sandy pulled
open
the large window and poked out her head to see her entire grade three
floors below, looking up and giggling. "Further!" she heard the
head-mistress say, but she didn't like heights and could already feel
the
onset of the 'shakes' they gave her!
She suddenly felt the policeman's hand around her slim waist, and for
a
moment thought he was going to push her out! But he stopped, her waist
on
the ledge, as the poor girl screamed waving her hands around in fear.
The
man pulled the window closed, so that it locked into place against the
arch
of her back, effectively locking her into place.
Sandy could hear her grade teacher talking to the other girls. "She
was
very cruel to Juliette... that's why she's not in school today. Watch
and
remember girls, if you're naughty you'll be punished!" The girls were
quick
to stem their giggles, some of them frightened or sorry for their
classmate, even if she did wear silly clothes! "It's OK, for this once
you're allowed to call her names... in fact I want you to... she's
been
VERY naughty..."
The little girls jumped around looking up at Sandy. "Sandy is an ugly
slut,
Sandy is an ugly slut" a few girls started to sing in chorus, and soon
all
the children were singing it, even those who didn't know what a slut
was.
Up in the office, Mrs Todd opened her drawer and pulled out a long
birch
whip. It started with a thick leather bound handle, becoming thinner,
until
it ended with a point. The Detective was slightly shocked, conscious
of the
fact that such whips had been outlawed a hundred years ago in schools!
But
with her folded posture, he gazed at Sandy's legs, from those cute
little
ankle socks, up to the tight panties that were now completely visible.
Any
right minded concerns he may have had for the little girl were lost as
he
felt himself grow hard under his police issue trousers.
Mrs Todd pulled the little girls panties down to her knees that were
now
waving in mid air, each kick exposing her little pink schoolgirl cunt,
and
that tight girlish anus. Then, using a tube of lipstick she drew a
horizontal line across Sandy's sweet little buttocks.
"This is for Juliette" she muttered, and with all her might, swung the
2
foot long whip over her shoulder and hit the line perfectly.
Sandy's scream was muffled by the window, but the girls outside were
under
no illusion as to what had happened. "NOOOOOO!!!!!" Sandy screamed, as
they
cat-called "SLUT!!! BIMBO!!! We HATE you Sandy!!!!"
As a thin red line appeared under the pink lipstick, Mrs Todd again
raised
her arm. The cane whistled through the air then cracked against the
same
line! "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" screamed the poor little
thing, as the line became a welt, bruising under her skin.
"NOBODY HURTS MY LITTLE GIRL!" screamed Mrs Todd, unleashing a manic
sequence of lashes, until rivulets of blood were dripping down the
poor
little eleven year old's thighs. The lipstick line was now forgotten,
and
no exposed piece of girl-flesh was left untouched, until the whole
area of
her buttocks, and the backs of her thighs were a kris-cross of
bleeding
welts.
Finally, the detective had to take her arm, pulling her away, as he
saw
that Sandy had feinted from the agony. They lifted the window, and
pulled
her inside onto the hard study floor, face down.
"OK OK, I'm alright!" muttered Mrs Todd. "I won't whip her any more."
She
placed some smelling salts under the girls nose, until she saw a few
shakes, and heard a feint moaning. "Just going to clean her up!"
She reached for a large bowl of water, taking a sponge from it, and
wiped
it over Sandy's buttocks. "OWWW! STOP STOP PLEASE!" yelled Sandy.
"It's
only Brine darling, it will hurt, but it cleans up the blood."
"Brine?" asked the detective.... "That's Salt... it helps?" he asked.
"It
helps me" she replied, running a fingernail down one of Sandy's
bleeding
welts. "Anyway from the look of you, you're enjoying it!"The
policeman's
penis was poking out the top of his trousers, such was his excitement
at
the spectacle! As they knelt besides the shaking little girl, Mrs Todd
reached for his belt, and pulled it free, tugging his trousers down a
few
inches. Her fingers encircled his throbbing cock and begin to jerk it
up
and down, until his face was red from the onset of orgasm. "YESSS!!!!"
he
yelled.
She pulled him by the cock, so that it was over little Sandy's
bleeding
buttocks, and gave it a vigorous shake until it started spitting semen
onto
the torn flesh. Again and again he came, long lines of cum dripping
into
the cuts and making Sandy cry out. As he finished, he quickly pulled
up the
trousers, suddenly ashamed of what he'd done. Mrs Todd wiped away the
excess cum, and pulled Sandy's panties back up, pulling the girl
around so
that her face was upright. "When Juliette's better she'll finish this"
she
told the weeping child. "Now get up, and get out. You're suspended
from
school for 3 days, and there's a letter at your home telling your
parents
of your evil. I can only hope they choose to punish you with less
leniency
than I!"
Sandy's bottom felt like it was on fire, but she stumbled to the door
and
opened it. She saw the girls from her grade lined up on each side of
the
corridor, and head bowed, stumbled towards the stairs. "Slut Sandy...
Bimbo
Sandy... Cunt Sandy!" they called in time with each step. One of them
tripped her as she passed, and she fell, her dress flying up, to show
her
blood red panties. "Little whippy Sandy!" called one of the girls,
then
worse of all, heard her teacher say quietly "Dirty little tramp...
just
wait until your next class with me!!!"
As she walked out of the school, there was Donna's pink sports-car
waiting
for her. As she sat in the seat she yelped, then just started sobbing.
Donna gave her a pretty smile. "Won't Mommy be cross when she reads
the
letter from the teacher! You will have to be EXCEPTIONALLY obedient or
we
might have to show it to her!"
End of chapter 2.

The story so far
Sandy was your typical innocent little eleven year old girl. Long
brown
hair tied in bunches or pigtails, a sweet slim body, 4'6 with just the
very
beginnings of those curves that would one day make her an attractive
woman.
Innocent until the day she saw her sisters making love anyway... Donna
was
a cute brunette 17 year old, pretty and with a sophistication that
could
have made her a cover-girl model. Instead, she left school and set up
a
high-fashion clothes boutique in the local fashion mall. The third
sister
was almost 15, Susan, with red hair inherited from her mother. Again
with
the sort of looks that would turn heads, she was the academic of the
family, intent on College so that one day she could become a doctor.
Donna and Susan were passionately in love... with each other's bodies.
They
both dated guys, but girl sex was what they craved, and the dirtier it
was
the hornier they became. When Sandy discovered their secret by walking
in
on them at the height of their orgasms they had vowed to keep her
quiet,
and more, to add to their satisfaction by humilating the poor little
girl.
That first afternoon had intoduced Sandy to the stretching pain of
Donna's
dildo, a sad way of losing her virginity to a piece of cock shaped
rubber.
They had given her hot water enemas, and even pissed on her in the
bath
tub.
When Sandy awoke the following morning her clothes were missing, and
she
was left walking into her class room in a Gymslip far too short for a
modest young lady of eleven. The cruelty of her class mates was the
least
of her worries when she discovered that she had been framed for a
crime she
hadn't commited! The headmistress's daughter had been attacked the
night
before, blindfolded then urinated on, and a hair of Sandy's connected
her
to the incident.
Violently whipped by the headmistress in front of a corrupt Police
Detective and her school friends, Sandy was left with a bleeding
behind,
and the promise that Donna and Susan had a letter telling her parents
of
her misdemeanor. With 3 days suspension to reflect on these
wrong-doings
Donna drove her home, and Sandy was sent to bed with a glass of water
and a
slice of stale bread.
Now read on....
Monday Evening, 7.00 pm.
------------------------"Nothing too serious baby-sis" Susan told her
little sister as she lay face down and naked on the bed. "I guess it's
real
painful but bottoms heal fast and you'll be right as rain in no time."
Susan had been nice to her since she came in from school. Sandy had
listened to the fourteen year old arguing with Donna just outside her
bedroom door.
"I bet she didn't do it and she ought to have some antiseptic cream on
those cuts" Susan had said. "No! she's a bad, bad girl, and if
anything we
should make the worse!" Donna had replied. Eventually Susan had won,
coming
into her bedroom 2 minutes later with some hot muffins and a cup of
tea. If
Sandy had watched a few more TV Police shows she might have wondered
if
this was a "good cop, bad cop" routine, but once again her naivity let
her
down.
Sue had lifted off Sandy's nighty and gently cleaned her whipped buns,
putting band-aids on the scar that ran deepest. With a couple of
asprins, a
bite of cake and a sip of tea, the little girl begin to feel human
again
and pulling the nighty back on gave her older sister a hug.
"Thanks Sue" she said quietly. "I didn't do it, really I didn't. You
won't
have to tell Mom and Dad will you?"
Susan gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. "It's not me you have to
worry
about babydoll. It's Donna... she's ever so angry with you. "
"But you can protect me, I know you can. You're lovely Susan, and you
didn't really want to be nasty to me the other night did you? It was
Donna
making you do it wasn't it?"
"Yes, well sort of. To be honest Sandy I do have sexy feelings for
you. Do
you understand what those are?"
Sandy bowed her head. "I guess that's what you feel when you use
things
like that rubber stick that Donna pushed into my pussy? And when you
did
your wee-wee on me?"
"Yes Sandy, those give me funny feelings inside, and those feelings
mean a
lot to me.... But if you can't give them to me, I guess I'll do
without -
though I'll feel awful... It might even make me poorly"
Sandy looked back up at her fourteen year old sister. "I don't want
you to
be sick because of me Sue... I love you! But I just feel that everyone
hates me. If it helps you feel good, and stops Donna being nasty and
showing Mom the letter I'll do stuff with you, but I'd prefer it if
you
didn't call me names..."
Susan patted the little brunette on the head. "There's a good girl.
I'll
have a word with Donna and we'll see what we can do. Sometimes it's
nice to
call you names, but we don't mean them really. Not at the bottom of
our
hearts anyway. Now why don't you get dressed, and come out with us...
we're
going to a night club!"
"Would you take me out with you? Like a big girl? Wow! Oh.. but Sue...
I
haven't any clothes, I think I've lost them somehow!"
"I know.. I had a look for you and can't find them anywhere! Perhaps
Mom
accidentilly packed them, or put them in the dry-cleaners? I'll see if
Donna has any ideas."
As Sue stood up from the bed, Sandy rolled onto her back and reached
forward and took her sister's hand. Slowly the moved it until it was
against her hairless puffy little cunt. "Thanks Sue... you can touch
me
there if it gives you those feelings you need?"
Sue used two fingers to carefully spread the little girl's labia, then
with
her other hand stroked her clitoris. "Does that feel nice little
girl?" she
asked. "That's your clitty and it's ever so sensitive."
Sandy's slim little body arced. "Oh yes... that's nice Suzy. Oh!
You're
kissing it... it's lovely, and, and, I feel all funny."
Susan raised her head. "You're getting wet Sandy! It's called cum, and
it
means your body is happy! That's the feeling I get when we hurt you
before."
"Oh, I can see why you like it!" Sandy told her, feeling her big
sister's
tongue probing within her baby vagina. "Can't I just do that to you to
make
you happy?"
"Sometimes! But some other times I need you to hurt a little as well.
Can
you understand that?"
"Not really... but I'm just a little kid I guess."
"That's right. A little kid, but one I love very very much! Now put
some
make-up on and I'll ask Donna about your clothes."
*************************************
When Susan left the room, Sandy was left with the strangest feeling.
It was
like wanting to take a sneeze, but not quite being able to do so.
A warmth filled the very base of her tummy, and she slowly brought her
knees up to the little mounds that would become breasts, then spread
them
apart. With the very tip of her finger, she touched that bump, her
'clitty'
that Susan had told her about, and felt a shiver run up her back. It
was
damp and slippy, like her hands felt if she put moisturizer on them in
the
winter. At the top it stuck out a little bit, and she gave it a gentle
squeeze between her first and second fingers, sending a shiver this
time up
the inside of her thighs. "Ohhhh" she sighed, as her fingers touched
the
crease that ran below the bumpy bit, running up and down it until she
felt
the fleshy mounds absorb a finger until an inch of it was inside her.
She felt so naughty, so bad, but as she moved her middle finger inside
to
the second joint, she was sure that 'sneeze' she wished for was
coming. She
pushed deeper, until her whole finger was inside, feeling a slight
soreness
from that rubber thing Donna had used, but more importantly a pleasure
that
was impossible to resist. With a finger deep inside that tight
school-girl
vagina, she begin moving it in then out, whilst rubbing her thumb
against
her 'clitty', humping her body up and down as spasms of ecstacy filled
those sensitive pubescent private parts. Her eyes closed, and she
remembered looking up at her sisters as they begin to piss on her
face. She
was shocked as the memory filled her with complete humiliation, but
also
pleasure, and her pussy begin to clench tight then loose, tight then
loose
against that moving finger.
In her mind the faces of Donna and Susan changed, and suddenly it was
the
policeman who's urine was raining down on her, while her headmistress
started to thrust her cane deep into her pussy. Her whole body arched,
she
pushed a second finger into her little hairless cunt, and thrust a
finger
from her other hand under her body, to her cheeks, stroking the wounds
of
the whipping, then finding that tender spot that lay between them.
With a
thrust of her hand, a finger was buried up her anus, and with a shriek
she
came, over and over again.
"OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Yes Yes Yes Yes YES!!!!" As she
slumped
back against the soft covers of her bed, she opened her eyes and saw
Donna
and Susan at the door smiling at her. Donna held her Daddy's Video
Camera
on her shoulder, focussing it on the droplets of syrupy cum that
leaked
from her pouting pubis.
"That was awesome Sandy!" said Susan. "The sexiest thing I've seen for
ages! You looked about 5 with your legs up like that, so deliciously
naughty I came 3 times!"
"We'll have to make more of these!" said Donna, waving the video
camera.
"Just think how much the boys at school would pay for them! If we
charged
them $5 each, we'd make $2 over the cost of the tape! There's 500 boys
and
I can't think of a single one who wouldn't have some special little
fantasy
that Sandy could create on film. That's $1000! And Sandy could make
the
copies for us every night when she came home!"
"I don't want them to see that!" cried Sandy. "It's private!"
"Oh, don't be a silly little girl" chided Susan. "You'd be famous, and
nobody would tell. Anyway, I'd like you to."
"Would you? I'd blush awfully if I knew it was being filmed... but if
that's what you want I suppose... if you'd throw that letter in the
fire?"
"You promise to do whatever we ask?" said Donna. "Absolutely
anything?"
"Yes... promise, guides honour!" replied the sweet little thing.
"OK then, I'll keep the letter in a secret place, and as long as
you're our
obediant little girl, we'll keep it to ourselves." Donna said with a
friendly grin.
"See, I told you I'd speak to Donna for you!" said Susan, watching as
her
naked little sis stood up, walked to her and gave her the biggest hug
the
lithe little eleven year old could manage.
"Thanks! Can I have more of those... those things I just had if I let
you
film me?"
"Those are called orgasms, and yes, sometimes, if you're good we'll
let you
have them. But you must NEVER do them on your own, unless we've told
you
to. Otherwise we'd be VERY angry. Do you understand?"
"Yes... I understand... aren't they lovely!"
"Yes... now you're meant to be getting cleaned up to go out...Donna's
going
to stop off at the boutique to get you something to wear so you need
to be
nice and fresh. Perhaps you better have a bath now with all that
sticky
stuff running down your legs! And NO playing with yourself!"
The little giggling girl jumped out of the bedroom, and ran into the
shower, paying no heed to the wide open curtains as she passed them.
"See! I told you she'd fall for it! She always was like an obediant
little
puppy when we showed her the slightest bit of affection. If we get the
balance right, I think we've got a slave-girl for life!" said Donna,
as she
begin to unzip the back of her fourteen year old sister's mini-dress.
"Now
get that slutty tongue of yours up my ass or I'll rape your ass with
my
dildo!"
Susan dragged Donna to Sandy's bed, ripped off her clothes, and showed
her
that their little nymphette sister wasn't the only obediant one around
the
house!
*************************************
Sandy cleaned herself thoroughly, eager that she should be clean for
whatever nice outfit Donna would be willing to lend her. SHe dried
herself
carefully, and braided her hair into two sweet little pigtails, just
the
way that Mummy liked her to look if she was going to a birthday party.
She'd never been to a 'Night Club' before but it sounded real
exciting.
Maybe it would be like that one in 'Saturday Night Fever' that she'd
seen
before Daddy sent her to bed because of the swearing?
Susan had told her it was ok to put on a little make-up, but she
wasn't
very good at it! The lipstick went all over her mouth, but she
supposed it
was ok, and maybe there was a bit too much blusher? She'd ask Susan if
it
was ok before they went.
She opened the door and found a pair of dungarees to wear on the way
to the
boutique. She quickly pulled them on, stayed barefoot in her
mary-janes,
and ran down the stairs.
Donna and Susan were sat in the lounge enjoying a drink. "Feel better
for
your bath?" Donna asked. "Your face looks lovely, all messy like a
tart
who's been on the job all night!"
"Donna! Not now..." Susan reprimanded. "OK, I'll have my fun later."
Sandy
wondered what on earth she could mean?
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