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Master Plaster  part 3 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.

Our poor little heroine, Linda, has had a tough two nights. All good things
though come to an end. The school year is now over and Linda awaits the arrival
of her mother, who is taking her home.

"The dorm looks so different with boxes everywhere", Linda thought. "I hope mom
gets here before Nora does". Just then Nora, and her parents, came through the
door. Opening the bottle of wine he was carrying, Nora's father poured everyone
a drink. "A toast to my two girls!", he bellowed. "Everyone drink up!". Linda
drank down the red liquid, happy she wouldn't be seeing Nora for the rest of
the Summer. "Too bad you won't be coming back in the Fall", said Nora. "I'll
miss my little roomy and all the fun we had here". I could hear Nora's words
but had trouble focusing on her. "I hope my new roomy is a slut just like
you!". Feeling drowsy, I fell down at Nora's feet. The last thing I remember
was them laughing over me.
I awoke and found myself naked, bound to a metal table. The room around me
resembled a doctors office only bigger. It was all white and sterile looking.
Large machines stood in the corners and strings dangled from the ceiling. I lay
there unable to move from my bonds. Tears formed in my eyes and I whimpered
like a baby. I heard footsteps behind me and strained to see who it was. Gregor
and a beautiful naked girl came into view. "I hope you don't mind me taping
this", he said. "I'm sure to relish this one many times". I screamed for him to
let me go. I warned him about my mother and other friends who would miss me. He
just laughed and said, "It's all been arranged. You're mine to do with as I
please. If you cooperate you might enjoy yourself, if you don't I promise you
unbearable torment". Taking the girls hand he helped her up onto the table. She
stood over me with a foot on each side of my hips. Her nipples were pierced and
held large steel rings. A long clear tube dangled from her shaven pussy.
Looking closer I saw her outer pussy lips were also pierced and held a dozen or
so tiny rings on each side. Laces were drawn through the rings like one would
lace a boot. The tube squeezed through some of the laces making it apparent
that was the only opening in, or out of, her cunt. "Do you like it?", Gregor
asked. "The tube goes directly into the bladder. Lets show Linda how it works".
Gregor took the end of the tube and forced it in my cunt. Pressing a button on
a remote in his other hand, the girl began to moan. After a few seconds I could
see yellow liquid running down the tube and into my pussy. The girl was shaking
over me as her hands busily pulled on the nipple rings. Taking the tube out of
my hole Gregor held it up to my face and let the liquid drip onto my lips.
Rubbing the piss into them he knelt down and kissed my forehead. "See how
gentle I can be", he said quietly. "If your good you get rewarded. If your bad
you get punished. Let me show you". With one swipe he hit the ankles of the
girl over me with such force that she fell face first on top of me. He then
gathered straps from under the table and lashed the girl tightly to me. I could
feel the cold of her nipple rings against my breasts and her hot breath against
my lips. With fear in her eyes I watched as Gregor brought the remote up to her
face and pressed a red button. The young girls body writhed into me as her
screams filled my ears. Sobbing she laid her head down alongside mine and cried
into my shoulder. Gregor released the straps holding her and sat her down in a
chair. "Claire has everything she needs to take care of you", Gregor said.
"I'll be seeing you after my business trip". Turning to the girl, he told her
to rest a few minutes then get started. Gregor left and I could hear the girl
panting, still recovering from her ordeal. 
After a few minutes, the girl came over to me. "I'm Claire", she said. "For the
next few hours you belong to me. Just one instruction before we get started.
The only thing I want coming from your mouth are screams and moans. The room is
lined with cork so no one can hear you. Begging for mercy won't help and all
talking will be punished severely. Do you understand?". I nodded my head in
agreement and saw her walk off towards a table. She returned with a video
camera which she set in a box suspended from the ceiling above my feet. She
then wheeled over a cart and positioned it next to my head. Glancing down I saw
an array of needles, pliers and rings. My heart raced faster and I started
sobbing at what was in store. Taking a long needle she dipped it in alcohol.
Being careful not to block the camera she grabbed my tit and rolled it between
her fingers. She pinched and fondled it till it started to grow. Squeezing hard
on the tip and stretching my breast up she plunged the needle into my soft
flesh. I screamed in agony but she pushed it in further. Leaving the needle in
she started work on my other nipple. The pain was immeasurable as she sank the
second needle into my other tit. As I cried for mercy she went to the tray and
brought up a brass ring open at one end. Attaching it somehow to the end of the
needle she thread it through my breast. Crying in agony I passed out on the
table. When I came to my breasts felt like they were on fire. Looking at them I
saw two large brass rings closed through them. My pussy was also aching and I
realized she must have attached rings to it also. "Gregor likes to put in the
tube himself", I heard Claire say. I'm almost done with you. Just one more
thing left". Claire reached up and brought two cords down from the ceiling.
Both had a hook on the end. Reaching over she attached the hooks to each of my
brass rings. She then took the cords, threaded them over a pulley and attached
them to what looked like springs. Looking coldly at me I saw her hand move
towards a lever. With one motion she pushed on the lever and the springs
snapped down. My breasts jumped high in the air as I shrieked in pain. Just as
I felt my flesh tearing the pressure eased. Claire then took a stick and beat
on the cords. My breasts bounced up and down wildly as the springs vacillated.
My sobs turned to low whimpers and I grew weak from the constant pain. At last
the cords slackened and Claire turned off the lights, leaving me alone to
ponder Gregor's next torment.
I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I knew strange hands were parting
my pussy lips and probing inside. I looked up and saw Claire standing next to
me. She examined my nipple rings and brought over a bottle of liquid. Taking
two large pieces of cotton she put one over each nipple. "This might hurt", she
said, as she poured the liquid onto the cotton. I screamed as my raw nipples
once again burned like fire. Just as the pain became bearable my body was
assaulted once again as I felt the liquid being poured over my sore pussy.
Sobbing and moaning, the hands that had been at my hole now covered my mouth. I
looked up and saw an older man dressed in white hovering over me. "I don't
appreciate all this noise", he shouted. "That medicine is for your own good.
Now keep quiet so I can finish my examination". He took his hand away as Claire
released my bonds. Taking measurements and notes, he probed every part of my
body. Making me stand, for the first time I could see my pussy. The outer lips
had been pierced like Claires but not laced. The liquid had left a brown stain
over my mound and breasts. As I stood my nipple rings dangled and I winced from
their weight. Weak from the torture and from laying so long, Claire braced me
as I stood. When the exam was finished Claire walked me to my room. It was
small but well furnished. Every day, for at least a week, Claire took care of
me. She brought me food and nursed my sore nipples and pussy. She still
wouldn't let me talk and whipped me with a leather strap the few times I tried.
One day she brought a man with her. He had us stand facing each other and
ordered me to unlace Claires pussy. When her pussy was open he took a double
dildo and shoved at least 9 inches up Claires pussy alongside her tube. He then
took the other end of the dildo along with her tube and worked it into my cunt.
I started to cry but a sharp slap on my ass taught me otherwise. Pushing us
closer he took Claires laces and threaded them through our pussy rings. Our
pussy flesh was now intertwined with the dildo and tube completely hidden up
our cunts. Next he clamped our nipple rings together. Taking Claires arms he
pulled them tight around my back and tied them, taking my arms he did the same.
Our ankles and knees were also strapped firmly together. He then took tape and
wrapped it around our chest and back, making our arms and upper body completely
immobile. Taking more tape he pushed our lips tightly together and secured our
heads, so we were locked in a permanent kiss. A large black hood was placed
over our heads and secured at our necks. It was difficult to breath and my body
started turning numb from the bonds. We stood there for awhile until I heard
voices. Different voices were talking and laughing. I could see white flashes
through our hood and surmised that pictures were being taken. We were pushed
down on the bed and I could feel fingers probing my ass. Feeling Claires body
wiggle next to me I imagined she was going through similar actions. The fingers
were replaced by a large dick pushing up my rear. Little by little it invaded
my ass. I could feel the body laying next to me as it grappled to grab us both.
The dick was now buried deep in my bowels and I felt it rub against the dildo
and Claires tube. Another set of hands dug into my back and I guessed Claire
also was invaded. I felt other hands holding our feet still as the fucking
action started. Ramming into us I pictured what a sight we must be. The thrusts
of Claire and her invader now matched our own. Our bodies constantly crushed
and mashed against each other as the fucking increased. I could hear Claire
moan into my mouth and noticed me doing the same. Our pussys got wetter
affording the dildo more freedom to move with each thrust. Orgasms finally
writhed through our bodies as cum spurt deep in our bowels. The hood made it
very difficult to breathe, and we both gasped for air as it was removed. The
two men who had fucked us both got leather straps and savagely beat our
bottoms. Other men and women in the room cheered them on as large welts started
to surface. Through the slapping of the leather and our cries I could Nora's
voice calling us "pussy whores". Then, abruptly, the beating stopped and the
room fell silent. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Gregor standing by
the door. With our lips and bodies still taped together, Gregor told everyone
to leave. After all had gone, the lights were turned off and we were left,
bound alone on the bed.     
       
Comments (good or bad) are always welcome. Please email me at
HinkaNNJ36@aol.com or reply to this post.

HinkaNNJ36@aol.com

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