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Master Plaster  part 1 of 4 (BDSM)
by Hinka

Please do not read if under age of 21. Contains some offbeat/graphic material
not 
suitable for non-adults. Strong sexual content. Just as an FYI, I'm usually a
very gentle sole who doesn't condone the following acts. It's my hope that by
exploring BDSM in a fantasy world the reader will find sexual release and not
feel compelled to resort to actual violence. 

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 hidden 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. Prying 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 4 (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 we 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 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 just 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 for awhile, I could see she wasn't through. "I got so
hot looking at Dikon fuck you. I'll make you a deal. 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 inner 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 licked the tip of a hard turd, as she sighed her pleasure.
Feeling her push, the small brown ball moved down her hole against my teeth.
Tasting the round mass she ordered me to swallow. Opening wide, I parted my
teeth and let it slide down my throat.  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
plastic tubes. 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.

HinkaNNJ36@aol.com

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