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Master Plaster  part 1 of 3 (BDSM)
by Hinka

Please do not read if under age of 18. Contains some offbeat material not 
suitable for children or closed minded individuals. Strong sexual content. 

Hi! Linda here. I'm just your typical average, bright, attractive,
22 year old college student. My major is Theater but I minor in more 
erotic drama. Nora, my roommate, knows this rich guy through her parents.
Guess what? We've been invited to one of his parties.
Thus begins my tale...

"Move your ass Linda! I don't want to be late", Nora said rather
impatiently. "I hear that his son Dikon is going to be there. Imagine all
that money, the things I could do, the places I could go. Hurry up girl!
Rich, single cocks like his don't last forever". Devouring money and cocks
is the thing my roommate does best. "Who else is going to be there", I 
shouted as I struggled to slip on Nora's tight heels. "Around thirty people, 
including my parents. All rich and famous", Nora shouted back. "Don't
forget your diaphragm! You never know. Just keep your little twat away from
Dikon". I always thought it funny how she referred to my shaved slit as the 
"little twat". I guess terms like cunt and pussy are to pedestrian for a 
"high-class" girl like her. I wore a long, borrowed, gown, very low-cut with
a bare back that almost went down to my bums. I thought Nora might make some
comment on my appearance, but with a "try not to get my clothes dirty", we
hurried out the door. The ride to Mr. Hulls estate was uneventful. I usually
kick off my heels in the car but was afraid I wouldn't get them on again. 
Nora felt my uneasiness and assured me, with an evil grin, as the night wore
on most women took them off, along with other things. The estate was set far
back off the main road. A large fence surrounded it and a guard stood at the
gates
entrance. Once inside a large, stout man came up to us and introduced 
himself as Gregor Hull. He seemed pleasant enough as he took my hand and
introduced me to some of his friends. Poor Nora was distraught when she found
out Dikon was still at college. With the few other single guys already taken
she feigned a migraine and asked her parents to take her back home. Not 
trusting me to drive her new jag, she took the keys with her. Mr. Hull
assured me another guest, or his driver, would take me back to the dorm.
As the night wore on little by little the guests filtered out until only
myself and another couple were left. Jim and Janice where an older couple in
their fifties. We were all admiring one of Mr. Hull's (Gregor's) paintings when
Jim asked him, "Have you acquired any new statues". With that Gregor took my
hand and led us into a magnificent garden off the library. It was covered with 
roses on all sides. Down the middle was a narrow path leading
to a small pond. Within the pond stood two ornate columns around four feet 
apart. Leading up to the pond, on each side of the path, were eight plaster
statues, each on a small metal base. Four male statues were on the right and
four female statues on the left. All were life-size nudes in various positions.
Between the statues lay long marble benches, padded with thick leather.
As we walked past the statues to the pond, my nylon clad feet sunk into the
moss covered ground. I had taken off my shoes a long time ago and the moist
earth felt good against my soles. Gregor stopped before the last statue on
the right. It was a man standing very straight, holding a sword in his left
hand. Jim stared at it and commented, "You've outdone yourself Greg. Very
lifelike. The veins stand out nicely. What detail around the mouth". Jim was
right. The detail was fantastic. Even the fingers showed fine lines. "I'm
using a new type of plaster and resin mix. My own invention", Gregor said
proudly. "Remember the old clay ones? I've come a long way since then". 
Janice moved closer and admired it's fine white cock which stood, at least,
eight erect inches out from the body. She grasped it with her hands and started
stroking it. She lingered on the veins and gently rubbed the head with her
palm. A small slit was visible in the tip, just like the real thing. "Can
it cum", she asked. "Of course", Gregor laughed. "It can cum, and piss too"!
Gregor reached down and took a small device out of his pocket. He handed it
to Janice and said, "He's been in standby mode for most of the night. It
won't take much to push him over the edge". We all sat down on an opposite
bench and watched the statue. Janice pressed one of the buttons and we could
see lights on the device start to glow. There were ten lights all in a row.
The first seven were lit. As Janice continued to press the button two more
lights lit. As she let pressure off one by one the lights went out. This 
off and on action continued for several minutes, with Janice controlling the
show. "Stop teasing Janice", Jim said rather annoyed. "This is getting
boring". Janice sighed and applied steady pressure on the button. One by one
the lights lit until all ten glowed brightly. "It's gonna blow", cried Jim.
As all eyes watched the head of the cock, a stream of white liquid spurt out.
Three more spurts followed and I marveled at how realistic the action was. 
"That was great", I shouted. "You would think the thing was real". Gregor
gave me a little grin and said, "perhaps you should talk to Nora, I'm sure she
can 
fill you in".  He then took the device from Janice and pressed a second
button. "Watch this", he chuckled. "Only a few minutes to go". Almost on Que.
Jim and Janice started undressing each other. Clothes were frantically taken
off and busy hands found inviting openings. They fell to the ground in a 69
before the statue. Janice had two fingers up Jim's ass as she roughly sucked
his cock. Jim had his face buried in her cunt as fingers also probed her
brown hole. They sucked and fucked each others asses eventually finding a 
common rhythm. Cries of joy and pain pierced the night as more fingers and,
finally, hands plunged into each others bowels. As the heaving bodies sank
deeper into the moss, the statue began to pee. A steady stream of almost
clear piss arched out of the stiff penis and washed the sweaty couple. Jim
moved his mouth away so the warm liquid could fill his partners cunt. Janice
screamed loudly as her throbbing clit was hit, and pushed her arm deeper up
Jim's hole. Jim's cum splattered her face and both moaned load and long, as
intense orgasms writhed through their bodies. My own pussy was dripping as
I watched the sights before me. Gregor, on the other hand, seemed almost
bored. His face only brightened, like a proud father, when his creation started

to pee. After the pee subsided Gregor took my head and laid it against his lap.
Like a little puppy dog he stroked my hair and forehead. Janice and Jim took
the
opportunity to recline me further on the bench. One got on each side, knelt
down
in the cool moss, picked up a foot and began to lick my feet. They seemed to
relish
licking off the dirt from my nylons. Up and down the soles they licked and
kissed.
Their tongues tried to get between each webbed toe and sucked them with
abandon.
My own hands found my pussy and I furiously fingered myself. Gregor freed one
of
my breasts and rolled the nipple between his finger. Nearing orgasm and moaning
deeply, I saw Gregor motion to Janice. Finding her purse she took something out
and came over to my exposed breast. Gently her mouth found my nub. She drew my
nipple in and out of her mouth like a small cock. Just as I orgasmed She took a
long
needle and shoved it through my tit. I screamed out in pain and ecstasy as my
body
convulsed. Tears ran down my cheek as I saw the needle protruding from me. As
I went to pull it out Gregor caught hold of my wrists and held them tight. Jim
pulled
off my pantyhose and handed them to Janice. Holding my jaw open, Janice stuffed

them in my mouth over my muffled cries. With a mischievous grin, she slowly
pulled
out the needle. Taking her nail she then dug into my tit until her finger
turned red. I 
squirmed under Gregor's tight grip and screamed into the sheer fabric. She took
her
blood stained finger and wiped it clean against her pussy. "Look everyone", she
cried
out with joy. "I have my period back". The trio started laughing and Gregor let
go of
my wrists. I quickly spit out the hose and ran towards the house. Remembering
the 
guard and realizing I had no way to get home, I stopped and turned. Gregor
slowly 
walked up to me as Jim and Janice gathered their clothes. "That wasn't so bad
was it",
Gregor asked. "It could have been a lot worse! I suggest you forget about
tonight. My
friends would deny everything and who would believe you". He summoned his
driver 
who drove me back to the dorm. I put ice on my sore nipple and lay in bed,
wondering 
about the statues and what Nora really knew. 

Master Plaster  part 2 of 3 (FF,FM,BDSM)
by Hinka

Our poor little Linda. Nursing a sore nipple she's fallen asleep. Awakening to
bright
sunshine she awaits her roommates arrival back at the dorm.

Nora's parents dropped her off the next morning. "How was the party", she
smirked.
"Did you have fun? Or maybe your little twat went hungry all night". I didn't
know what to
say. My nipple still felt sore under the cotton sheets. "My my", she continued.
"It must
have been an exhausting night for you to still be in bed". She sat down next to
me and placed
her hand on my breast. "There there my little kitten", she cooed. "Nora will
make it all better.
Tell me where it hurts?" Not giving me time to respond she squeezed my sore
nipple through
the white sheet. Before I could cry out, her other hand was at my throat. "A
little word of caution
my slutty little twat. I know what went on last night. Take Gregor's advice and
keep your mouth
shut! You wouldn't believe what he's capable of". As her hands retreated I
regained my 
composure. I assured her I would be silent. In return I asked her to fill me in
on the statues.
 "Forget about the statues, for now", she advised. "I'll tell you when the time
is right". A knock on 
the door broke up our little chit-chat. Without asking who it was, Nora opened
it. In walked a
handsome dark haired man in his late twenties. Nora seemed stunned. "Dikon,
what are you doing
here!", she blurted out. "I thought you were still at college". Dikon looked at
Nora and grinned. 
"I came home late last night. Sorry I missed the party. I brought back your
jag". Turning towards
me he sat down on the foot of my bed. His hand gently held my foot under the
sheet as he smiled,
"You must be Linda. My father told me about you. Hope he wasn't to rough. He's
used to getting
what he wants. Maybe I can make it better". He reached out and tried to touch
the bloody spot on
the sheet still covering my nipple. Nora grabbed his hand and exclaimed,
"Linda's tit is healing
nicely. It just needs to be left alone! Why don't we go for a drive. I know a
nice secluded place where
we can sit and talk". As Nora dragged a reluctant Dikon out the door, I was
alone once again. I
spent the day catching up on my studies and nursing my sore breast.  By bedtime
my nipple felt a lot
better. Being so sensitive throughout the day, the constant rubbing against my
silk bra actually made me
horny. I spread out the red satin sheets and fingered myself to sleep. I was
awakened by a hand over my
mouth. Another set of hands quickly grabbed my wrists and tied them to the bed.
I was squirming in 
the darkness, terrified, as the hands moved down my body. They spread my
reluctant legs and tied my
ankles to the bedposts. A thick jelly dildo was shoved in my mouth, held in
place by a leather strap. I 
then heard Nora's voice, "That ought to hold her for awhile. I told you she
would cooperate. You wanted
this fantasy, now I'm going to give it to you". The lights were turned on and
there stood Nora and Dikon
looking straight at me. "Sorry for the intrusion Linda, Dikon said softly.
"Nora told me about your
sexual preferences and I thought you might like this little bondage scene".
Nora instructed Dikon to
get in the bathroom and take a quick shower. While he was gone she knelt down
and whispered in my 
ear. "My poor little kitten. Dikon it seems is really into sucking a women's
discharge. Unfortunately 
my period hasn't arrived yet. I told him yours just started and you loved to be
sucked clean. Of course
I also mentioned how much you love to be bound and gagged while this is
happening". My head was
spinning as I listened. I must admit that sometimes I privately fantasized
about being bound and sucked.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad, maybe I should relax and enjoy it. My body
started to loosen when it 
struck me that Nora new my period hadn't started. I tried to expel the dildo
but it wouldn't budge. Nora
only smiled. She walked away and came back holding a thin metal blade. "Don't
worry", she said.
"Just a few little cuts. Janice instructed me on what to do. The best thing you
can do is keep still. If you 
move then you'll REALLY get hurt. Just remember that you'll heal good as new in
a few days". I broke
out in a cold sweat as I realized what she was going to do. I couldn't believe
she could be so cruel. Her
hands felt cold as she parted my outer lips. I felt a cloth wipe my pussy dry.
Her hand move deeper as the
fingers spread my inner lips open. My body was rigid as her other hand entered
my hole. I winced in pain 
as the blade pierced my soft flesh. Fearing that the blade might cut deeper, I
tried to hold still. Again and
again the metal slit my delicate inside. After the seventh cut her hand finally
withdrew. Still holding me
open I felt a thin tube being inserted. My pussy felt like it was on fire as it
swallowed up the tube. "That's
a special Tampon I got from Janice", Nora said as she let my lips free. "It
contains an antibiotic plus
something to keep the blood from clotting. Remember this is our little secret".
Nora went over to the
bathroom and opened the door. I could see Dikon drying himself off. His dick
was on the small side but
very thick. Nora lead him over between my spread legs. My body writhed in pain
as she pulled the Tampon
from my cunt. Holding it up to my face, it was covered in deep red blood. It
felt warm as she laid it down
between my breasts. Dikon, meanwhile, spread my pussy wide and drove his tongue
deep into my womb. I
could feel his slick tongue lapping at my bleeding flesh. I started thrashing
about as he spread me wider.
His mouth was insatiable as he sucked the warm blood through the open slits.
Nora moved behind him.
Dikon moaned loudly as Nora tongued his ass and played with his cock.
Eventually he stopped sucking
and crawled on top of me. His face was deep red and a few inches from my own.
As he kissed my nose I
felt his thick cock invade my pussy. Lubricated by my own blood his cock pumped
in and out. The pain 
was intense but my screams went unheard. His sweaty body slid against mine and
held me down. I could
feel the blood smear on my face as he aggressively kissed and sucked on my
skin. With one last push his
sperm gushed into me. I could feel his dick throb and pictured the milky fluid
mixing with my crimson 
wetness. As he stood up the Tampon had stuck to his chest. Nora laughed and
removed it. Taking a towel
she wiped him off and suggested he take another shower. He declined, came over
to me, and started to
remove my gag. Nora stopped him and said, "She likes to remain like this for
awhile. It adds to her fun.
I'll untie her, as usual, in the morning". Dikon nodded and kissed me tenderly
on the forehead. After 
getting dressed he thanked Nora and walked out the door. Nora took another
Tampon from her purse and
slid it into me. "This Tampon will help close the wounds. I suggest you leave
it in all night", Nora said
very nonchalant. "As promised I'll untie you in the morning". Staring at me, I
could see she wasn't through.
"I got so hot looking at Dikon fuck you. I'll make a deal with you. If you
agree to suck my pussy till I cum
I'll release you now, plus I'll clue you in on the statues". I nodded my
agreement and was let loose from
the bonds. I untied the gag and coughed the dildo out of my mouth as Nora
undressed. No sooner was the
dildo out when Nora straddled my face. Her pussy grinded into my teeth. I could
feel her moist clit against
my nose as I tongued her cunt. Her juices flowed into my mouth while I sucked
and nibbled on her lips.
Turning around, she positioned her ass over my face and ordered my tongue
inside. I licked and sucked on
the brown hole as her chin rested against my belly. Instructing my hands to
open her wide, my tongue went
deep inside. I could feel a gooey turd against it as she moaned into me. Moving
herself back, she
positioned her clit over my mouth and told me to suck. I squeezed her throbbing
bud between my lips, 
drawing it in and out. Her body stiffened and a strong orgasm spasmed through
her body. Rolling off me
and breathing heavy she caressed my face. Planting a tender kiss on my lips she
whispered. "The statues
are real. Gregor somehow finds people with no attachments and kidnaps them. He
has a lab where they're
coated in his mixture and posed. Thin wires monitor their body functions as
other wires stimulate their
organs. Through surgery he can deliver food and water directly into the
stomach. Even their waste can be
directed through a plastic tube. You'll learn more about the statues later. For
now be content and remember,
you'll wish you were dead if you tell a soul". Once again I drifted off to
sleep. This time with my pussy
aching but still thinking about the statues, and what more there was to learn.
   

I'll post the third (last) part sometime in the future. Please email me with
comments good or bad. I'm 
at HinkaNNJ36@aol.com

HinkaNNJ36@aol.com

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