Subject: FANTASIA: Suffering Students  (23/25)
From: an140943@anon.penet.fi

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                      SUFFERING STUDENTS
                        by V.P. Viddler
                              23

    I found Judy just where Roy had said I would. In his kitchen.

   Judy was from Cincinnati, and she was on a visit to Roy and his
family. "But," Roy said, "my cousin told me to get rid of her. It's
a contract. A family thing. She has to be hit. So young too. Just
a kid. So you do it, okay? I'm going away. No hurry. Have fun with
her first. All you want. I don't give a shit what you do to her.
That's your thing. Just so you hit her afterwards."

   "I don't do that," I said.

   So Roy showed me a picture of her. I took one look and said
okay.

   Roy gave me his key. "In the kitchen. She'll be waiting for you.
Have a ball."

   So I was in Roy's apartment and in his kitchen and there was
Judy. Sitting on a wooden table, at one end. Her arms were
stretched high above her head, straight up, each wrist tied with
rope hanging from the ceiling. Her thighs were spread apart and
each ankle lashed to a table leg at the corners. A dish towel was
stuffed into her mouth and another one was tied around her head to
keep it in place.

   "Oh shit," I said. Because that photograph had not said it all.
Not hardly. This was about the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen.
Lovely. Young. Helpless. Judy's wide eyes were bright clear blue.
Very long red-blonde hair hung down her back to her waist. Her skin
was porcelain. Her thrusting breasts begged to be touched. A body
that couldn't quit if it wanted to. And what I could see of her
legs had me drooling. And Judy was all mine, sitting in that
mouth-watering position, helplessly waiting. Mine. No limit to what
I could do to her.

   "Shit," I said. And then I said, "Do you know what I'm going to
do to you?"

   Judy just looked at me. Sat there with her raised arms and her
wide eyes and her spread sexy legs and her high, full, thrusting
breasts and looked at me. And then, slowly, she nodded.

   It shook me up.

   "I doubt that," I said. I found a long sharp knife in a drawer.
"I'm going to take that gag off," I said. "Don't make any noise. Or
I'll kill you. Understand?"

   Judy nodded again. I undid the gag and pulled the towel out of
her mouth. The girl was still better looking without it. She worked
her mouth a bit, but said nothing.

   I said, "What am I going to do to you?"

   Judy said, "You're going to kill me."

   "That's right," I said. "Aren't you scared?"

   "Yes," Judy said.

   "That's not all I'm going to do," I said.

   "I know," Judy said.

   "What did Roy say about me?" I said.

   "You like to hurt girls," Judy said.

   "A lot," I said. "How do you feel about that?"

   "I'm frightened," Judy said.

   "You're pretty damn calm about it," I said.

   "I'm not," Judy said. "But I can't stop you, can I?"

   "Most girls would cry and moan and beg me not to do it,"  I
said. "Why don't you?"

   "It wouldn't do any good," Judy said. "You'd do it anyway."

   "You're tough," I said.

   "No, I'm not," Judy said. "I'm afraid. I don't want to  die."

   "

   "Too bad," I said. "Do you want to be hurt?"

   "No," Judy said.

   "I'm going to hurt you, Judy," I said. "I'm going to hurt you
very badly."

   "I know," Judy said.

   "And I'm going to rape you," I said.

   "I know," Judy said.

   "And then I'm going to kill you," I said.

   "I know," Judy said.

   God, she was something. I was trying to break her down.

   "First," I said, "I'm going to strip you, Judy. Cut all your
clothes off and strip you naked."

   Judy said nothing.

   "Then I'm going to whip the hell out of you," I said. "Whip you
to ribbons. Front and back."

   Still Judy said nothing.

   "Then," I said, "I'm going to start burning you. All over. With
lit cigarettes. On your body." I thought I saw her quiver.
"Especially on your breasts, Judy," I said. "You have terrific
breasts, it looks like. I'll know better once I get them naked, but
I'll bet anything that they're just gorgeous, all high and round
and firm and creamy with cute pink nipples. And I bet they're
tender, too. Well, Judy, I'm going to just ruin those fine titties.
I'm going to burn them so much that they'll look like a couple of
old ash heaps. Think how that's going to feel, Judy."

   Still Judy didn't say anything, but I saw a flicker of fright in
her eye, and her mouth trembled in spite of her. "And then--" I
said.

   "Bastard," Judy said.

   I smiled at her. "Scared now?" I said.

   "I told you I was," Judy said. "Do it if you're going to. Do it.
Get your kicks and then kill me and get it over."

   "Not so fast, Judy," I said. "It's going to last a long time. A
long, long time."

   Judy said nothing. I reached out and put a hand on her breast
and felt it for a while, and then I clamped my fingers on it and
squeezed as hard as I could, watching Judy's facer. Judy clamped
her jaw and pressed her lips together, but as I crushed harder a
thin moaning sound forced itself from her tight mouth and a tear
came to her eye.

   My cock was aching.

   So I cut her clothes off. Slowly, baring that exquisite body
inch by inch. Till Judy was naked. And beautiful. I didn't want to
kill her. But I would. Much later.

   "I was right about your tits, Judy," I said. "Looking at them
practically makes me come. But that's for later. Right now I want
to hurt them. By burning the shit out of them. Now." And I lit a
cigarette.

   Judy said, with just a hint of a quaver in her voice, "You'd
better gag me first. Or I'll probably scream."

   "I don't want to," I said.

   "Please gag me," Judy said. "I'm afraid I'll scream and you'll
kill me."

   "Then don't scream," I said. "Okay?" And then I put my cigarette
to that fantastic alabaster breast and put it out on her nipple.
But slowly, very slowly, kissing her skin and caressing it with the
glowing tip and touching it all around and finally grinding it out
into her flesh, twisting slowly, painfully, ecstatically.

   Judy jerked and squirmed beautifully, and she said:
"NNGGHHHGGHARRRKHGGG HUNHKKHUNHGHUNNH AUGHHARRK
ANGHUNGHUNGHUNGGGHHH UHK UHK UHK HAHH HAUHH AURRGGGHHH."

   "That was just one," I said.

   "Kill me," Judy said.

   "You know I won't--for a while," I said.

   "I know," Judy said hopelessly.

   "Kiss me," I said and I put my mouth on hers and burned her
again as she screamed into my mouth.

   After I burned Judy some more I cut her hands loose and lay her
back on the table and got on top of that young luscious juicy
pain-filled body and fucked it for an hour.

   I stayed in Roy's apartment for four days and nights. Hurting
Judy. Fucking Judy. Whipping her and burning her and sticking my
cock down her throat. And her ass.

   Judy had the softest lips I know. Her sucking was so good that
while it was going on I didn't want to do anything else, even hurt
her. So Judy would suck my cock for hours, because that was the
only time I wasn't hurting her. Even while fucking her I would be
burning her curvy legs or whipping her ass. And I would remind her
I was going to kill her.

   "I know," Judy would say.

   I think I was in love with her.

   One day I found a bottle of sleeping pills in Roy's bathroom and
mixed them all into a glass of water and told Judy to drink it.
Judy knew this was it. But it was that or the knife. Her hand shook
as she drank it all. And I got on top of her and fucked her and
fucked her until she fell asleep and I came into her and then I
stayed there inside her until she was dead.

   Then I left and went to school.