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? -- If anyone has the other parts please mail them to me or post them here