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Warning this story contains sexual situations and is to be read
by adults only. Proceed at your own risk.
MARTINA HINGIS STORY By Yenoc
(MC,NC,F,R)
Sloane had the ability to control the minds and bodies of
people.
He possessed a powerful ring called the Eye Of Mephisto. The ring
gave him wealth and power. He could have any woman he wanted,
and he often did. Nothing was beyond his reach.
Currently he was the owner of a successful production company
in Hollywood. He made movies and this gave him accsess to a lot of
female celebrities. He lured the stars to his office and enslaved
them
with the ring. Once under his control,they were helpless and obeyed
him totally.
Sloane had recently entranced Winona Ryder and Christina Ricci.
Both actresses were now part of his private harem of sex slaves. He
was going to add another celebrity to the ranks today.
The hot teen tennis star, Martina Hingis was due at his place
any
time now. Sloane couldn't wait to bring the girl under his
influence.
Martina was 16 years old and one hot piece of ass. Sloane had seen
her play tennis many times and he figured she woud be ripe for the
plucking.
Martina was an excellent athlete but she wanted to branch out
and
do movies. Sloane had heard the story and had immediately set up an
appointment to meet with her. But the girl was a bit arrogant and
had
insisted on the time they would meet.
Martina showed up at his place in the middle of the morning.
She
came to the meeting right after tennis practice. Sloane probed her
mind to learn more about the teenager. She was a hot little number
and needed to be fucked and put in her place.
Miss Hingis trapsed into his office like she owned the place.
She had on a white collared tennis shirt and a short blue skirt that
barely cover her thighs. She liked attention and she knew her nubile
body drove men crazy. She was the object of many a man's dreams.
She threw her gym back on his chair and looked at his office with
distaste.
She had short brown hair and a sweet smile that made her look
like the girl next door. But Sloane knew better than to fall for her
act. Martina was full of herself, she was the best at tennis and her
ego matched her talent. She used people and tossed them aside
when she no longer needed them.
Her breasts were medium sized and delectible. Martina
demanded something to drink and started to boss Sloane around.
She told him how she wanted things to be and that was a major
mistake on her part. Sloane gave orders, he did not take them.
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Martina turned out to be a spoiled brat and he grew tired of
her
snotty attitude real fast. Sloane concentrated and started to delve
into the girl's mind. The ring on his finger grew warm as it worked
its magic for him.
The teen sensation felt suddenly strange and dizzy. She
didn't
know that Sloane was reprogramming her mind and bending her to
his will. He listened to Martina blab endlessly until her could take
no more.
Sloane told the girl to shut up and she looked at him as
though
she'd been slapped across the face. How dare he talk to her like
that
she yelled at him. Who the hell did he think he was? Sloane yelled
for
her to shut her mouth and to Martina's suprise she did what he told
her to do.
His mind control was starting to take over her brain and she
would
not be able to say no to him. Martina quietly went and sat on the
sofa.
She was very scared. She had no control over her body and she had to
do as Sloane instructed. She knew he was doing something to her head
and she was in trouble.
Sloane sat in a chair and told the girl to come to him.
Martina
got
up and went to him. She was obedient and laid down on his lap. Her
upper body and legs hung down over the sides of his legs and her
torso
rested on top of his legs. Martina was on her stomach and her ass
was
in the air.
It was time for Martina to be punished. Sloane raised his hand
and
abruptly brought it down on her wiggling ass with a loud slap.
Martina
yipped in pain and jerked in his lap. He was spanking her! She could
not believe this. She had willingly walked to him and was now
getting
her bottom tanned.
She was outraged, she had not been spanked since she was a
small
child. Sloane paddled her ass over and over, each blow stinging more
than the last. He lifted her skirt so her panty covered behind was
shown
to him. Martina cursed and screamed in pain as she was spanked.
The hitting increased in intensity and she was soon crying
like a
baby from the pain. Her ass was grew sore and red from the conitual
slaps from his large hand. Martina squirmed in his lap and her body
rubbed against his crotch.
She gave no indication if she felt his stiff cock poke into
her
stomach or not. The girl cried in shame as she was humiliated by a
total stranger. She was soon begging Sloane to stop spanking her.
Martina promised to be a good girl and do as he said. Sloane
gently massaged her ass with his hand and she was soon feeling the
heat in her loins. She was becoming aroused from his touch. She
got off his lap and rubbed her aching backside. She had no inention
of making Sloane angry again.
Martina apologized to Sloande and waited for his orders. He had
taken the little bitch down a peg or two and that was good. He had
the
girl lift up her skirt with her hands and show him her white
panties.
Sloane made her parade around the room with her skirt held up
and he laughed at her humiliation. Martina sobbed as she posed for
him. She didn't want to do it but she dared not anger Sloane. He
felt up her ass and Martina found herself liking being molested.
He had ignited her sexual desire and she was very horny.
Martina
stripped of her shirt for him and stood there clad in her skirt and
bra. She was ashamed and excited at the same time.
Sloane had her stand next to him and he proceeded to feel her
pert young breasts with his hands. Martina moaned as he accosted
her heaving bosom. Her body shivered as waves of lust ran through
her body. She was a quivering mass of flesh as he fondled her tits
and ass. It was time to get down to business.
He told Martina to lay on the sofa, she protested but got
quiet
when he smacked her ass again. Martia was sexually inexperienced
but she knew something bad was abouto happen. She laid down on the
sofa with her hands resting on her waist and legs.
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Martina's hand slipped from her waist and up to her ripe
breast.
Her
fingers teased the taut nipple through her bra. She laid back on the
sofa
and stretched out full length on it. And before she knew what
hapened
her
skirt was bunched up around her waist and she had unclasped her
bra.
The teenager's hands were caressing her naked breasts, rolling
the
nipples between her fingers. Then her hand slipped between her legs
and
stroked her inner thighs. The hand roved over loins and wouldn't
stay
out
of her panties.
Without warning, Martina slid her fingers under the waistband
of
her
panties and began massaging her silky mound of pubic hair between
her
flaring thighs.
"No! Sloane don't make me do this! Please!" the tennis player
gasped
at the first contact of her finger upon her swollen clit. Ignoring
the
girl's protests, Sloane made her continue stroking herself between
the
legs.
Martina slowly worked the middle finger into the tight confines
of
her virginal slit. The constant rubbing of her clit was arousing and
made
her tingle. Sloane mentally commanded the girl to play with herself
in
front of him. Martina wanted to stop the humiliating violation of
her
chastity but her body would not cooperate.
Hot waves of desire coursed through her innocent frame. Martina
squirmed her trim ass down into the sofa. 'It feels so good. Give in
and
enjoy it.' - a voice whispered in the back of her mind. "Sloane!
Please
let me stop! I'm begging you. Stop this!" she panted. Martina knew
that
in this aroused state she wouldn't be able to hold out long. Her
fingers
kept massaging her pussy and clit with need.
Martina moaned in ectasy, she heard the metallic sound of a
zipper
being opened. She looked up to see Sloane taking the nylon cover off
her tennis racket. He handed the racket to her and said, "You know
what to do with this."
Her eyes opened wide in shock when a series of images suddenly
flashed through her mind. "No! Please! Don't make me do this!" the
athlete pleaded in vain. Sloane saw the fear in her eyes and smiled.
Martina took the tennis racket from him and placed the end of the
blunt racket between her parted legs. "You're going to fuck that
hot pussy of yours with that whether you like it or not." Sloane
told
the frightened girl.
Martina tried to flinch away from the probing piece of her
tennis
equipment but her body wouldn't budge and the rubbery hardeness
petted her covered crotch. Her free hand siezed her quivering tits
and squeezed them together until the pointed nipples touched.
Soft moans of pleasure escaped her lips as the tip of the
racket
slid along her wet slit. A stain appeared at the crotch of her
panties
from her natural lubricant. The excited teenager tried to stop but
her
body wouldn't comply with her wishes. Her fingers snagged her wet
panties and peeled them down her curved hips and then off her slim
ankles.
"OOHH! I mustn't....please don't do this to me. No!" Martina
cried
as tears ran down her face. She was acting like the scared little
girl
she was. Her naked virgin cunt was now exposed to Sloane's intense
gaze.
Martina's hand crept from her tits, down over her soft belly
and
into the hot mouth of her pussy. She spread open her thin nether
lips
and slid the tennis racket along her pulsating furrow. She was
getting
hotter by the second and her carnal urges became more intensified.
The upper part of the racket was swishing back and forth in the
air as Martina rubbed her vagina with the instrament. A strangled
sob
came from her mouth as the girl shoved the bulbous tip of the handle
into the outer fringes of her pure cunt.
The wide gripping area circled around in her pussy, sending
desire
coursing through her viens. 'God what's he doing to me?' - she asked
herself. Martina stared in disbelief as she worked the racket around
in her slit.
Her cunt opened wider as she thrust the end of the racket into
her
virgin hole. Martina's body jerked about and squirmed madly. "AAAG!
UUNNGGHHH! GROOAAANN! OOHHHH! NNNOOOOOO!" she rasped
in torment.
Martina reached down and pulled the racket harder up against her
seething genitals. She rapidly diddled her swollen clitoris as it
raged
with lust. Martina's mind reeled with fear and want at the thought
of
losing her virginity to a tennis racket held by her own hands.
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Her hand moved to racket into the tube of her cunt. Martina
wrapped
her fist around the cold metal shaft that entered her pussy. Martina
held the racket tightly. It was big and stretched her innocent hole.
Mewls
of pleasure spilled from her lips, she had never thought of using
her
equipment in such a manner.
The racket was going to split her in two. The lewdeness of the
entire
situation excited the tennis player beyond description. Sloane's
mind
control was firmly embedded in her adolescent brain and Martina
could
not take the build up of dark sexual yearnings any longer.
Without warning, Martina placed the tennis racket at the
entrance
of her steaming cunt and before she knew what she was doing, the
girl
lunged the racket into her defenseless vagina. Martina screamed out
in tortured pain as she savagely took her own virginity thanks to
the
man with the ring.
The racket met the barrier of her hymen and halted its descent.
She
gripped the rod securely and rammed it into her cunt without mercy.
The racket ripped through her maidenhead and sank into the depths of
Martina's virgin pussy.
Sloane watched and was elated by her actions. He was smug
about
his great accomplishment. His cock was hard and throbbing in his
pants
but he wouldn't be fucking the tennis player this day. He knew that
the
video tape he was secretly making of this glorious event would be
very
good and it would be pricelss.
He basked in this shining moment. He had the famous tennis
player
Martina Hingis in his office thrashing about like a whore. And she
had
just taken her own virginity to boot. Martina took the racket and
into
her pussy to the hilt. What a sight she made, her legs were
clutched to
her chest with a tennis racket sticking out of her newly opened
cunt.
The young girl shrieked in agony as she started to slide the
thing
in
and out of her expanding pussy. Her hips swayed side to side
wantonly
against her will. Her mind shouted for her to stop as she raped her
own
body.
The pistoning racket made her confused head swoon as the fires
raged in her loins. She was being consumed by the need to be fucked.
Martina raised her pelvis to take more of the racket into her
sheath.
She buzzed her clit in a hurried frenzy a she felt the first orgasm
approachig.
The tennis pro tensed her body as the waves of pleasure rippled
over her. The mounting lust caused the teen to pump her hips up and
down as she impaled herself on the racket over and over. Her pussy
flesh clung to the slick smooth shaft as it sawed into her body.
"NO!
GOD NO!" she screeched as the perverted sensations washed over
her.
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Martina yelled as she came for the first time. Her inner
thighs
were covered with cunt juice and virgin's blood. Her vagina ached
to be filled and she wanted the pistoning racket lodged in her
belly.
The youth had never known that getting fucked would be so good.
Her sanity was severly tested as her mind was torn asunder by the
strong climaxes. She lurched upward and jammed the racket in and
out her twat viciously.
She tingled with forbidden delight as she humped and undulated
on the penetrating tennis racket. Swirling heat filled her groin and
Martina howled in rapture as she came.
"Fuck yourself Martina!" Sloande urged the girl. Martina moaned
in response and spasmed on the sofa as her body contorted into a
ball. "Must stop!" she sighed but the words held no meaning. The
pain
had long since disappeared and her cunt expolded with each thrust
of the invading racket.
Martina writhed and convulsed in abandon as she surged up so
that the tip grated against her throbbing clit button. She arched
her
body and threw back her head while she came over and over.
With and animal grunt, Martina plunged the racket in and out of
her drenched tunnel furiously. Martina leered at Sloane and licked
her lips. She wondered what it would feel like to have his penis in
her cunt fucking her senseless. She would have to experince that
soon.
Martina's head jerked wildly back and forth as her loins
grasped
the racket and squeezed it with amazing pressure. "I'm Cumming!!"
she wailed in joy. "Must keep fucking! OOOHHH GOD! YESSS! I'm
cummmmmiinnnggggg!!! AAAAGGHHH!!!! UNNNGGHGH! YESSS!!"
Finally it was over and Martina slumped down on the sofa
spent.
She tried to calm down but the afterglow of the orgasms still made
her body tremble and flounce about. She stared at the ceiling as her
mind reeled. She needed a real cock inside her. She needed Sloane.
Martina felt and overwhelming attraction to him and the need to be
with him.
Martina stirred and pushed herself up into a sitting position.
The
tennis racket dangled from between her weak legs obscenely. She
was embarassed and ashamed at what she'd done. She was like a
bitch in heat and had given in to her animalistic urges.
Martina felt an empty void as she pulled the racket from her
battered cunt. She smiled wickedly at Sloane and brought the racket
up to her mouth. The 16 year old teenager proceeded to lick her cunt
juice off the racket and she sucked the handle into her mouth to
clean it.
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Sloane sent Martina on her way and told her to wait for him
to
summon her. Martina reluctantly agreed to wait for him to call her
back. She wanted to stay and fuck him but she would come running
when he called.
Slaone was pleased with the results of Martina's conditioning.
She still retained her mind but she belonged to him. She would obey
him and be compliant. Sloane told her to keep quite and forbid her
to communicate in any way, to anybody, about what had happened
to her.
Martina accepted Sloane as her master and she longed to be
with him. She grabbed her gym bag and left the office. Martina
was a different person after her encounter with Sloane.
The teen was always horny and couldn't look at a tennis
racket
without becoming aroused. Martina got to the point where she had
to masturbate before every tennis match or she could not play the
game.
The tennis racket that had claimed her virginity now held a
special place in her heart. Martina never left home without her
favorite tool. In fact, she got to know all her equipment rather
intimately.
The End.
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