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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------- PART 3 OF 3 Paul is knocking on the door. Elki manages to spit the panties out of her mouth and shout for him to get help. Instead, Paul opens the door and looks in. "Please untie me." Paul nods but reaches for her pussy dildo instead. As Paul works the dildo out and in, he has Elki tell him how she came to be tied up and naked. When Elki explains what happen to her, Paul is very excited. "I'll untie you if you let me fuck you." "No! No! Never. HELP!" Paul stuffs Elki's panties back into her mouth and holds them in while he unzips his pants. Elki can feel him withdraw the dildo and replace it with a warm cock. She feels him pump her and then finally his cum flows. Paul releases her mouth, withdraws, plays with her plastic cones for a time, and then unties her. * * * * Sandy is surprised at Elki's appearance. Looking at Paul's grin and Elki's torn blouse, it looks like he raped her, which he did. When Sandy asks Elki what happened, Elki glances at Paul and shrugs. "I apologize for my appearance, Sandy. I was raped tonight. If you want, I can go home and clean up." Sandy shakes her head and proceeds to tell Paul the whole story. Elki winces as Sandy tells about Jack's rape and torture. Finally, she explains Elki's part in the drama. Paul grins from ear to ear. "Can I help you torture her?" Sandy gives Paul a strong look and explains that she will need his help at times, but he is only a spectator. Elki looks over at the pyramid. Fear grips her heart. Elki has no secrets from Paul, but she is still embarrassed when Sandy has her strip while Paul watches. Paul can't hold back a whistle of appreciation when he looks again at her beautiful body. Elki ex- plains to Sandy what the plastic cones are for. Sandy examines Elki's breasts carefully and nods approval. Elki agrees to make a set for Sandy. Sandy strips to her waist so that Elki can examine her breasts in order to make the plastic cones. Elki makes her measurements and writes down some numbers. Sandy dresses again and then takes Elki to the pyramid. "Will you help me put you up onto that?" There are tears in Elki's eyes when she responds. "I will." Sandy has two ladders ready for Elki. Elki slowly climbs a ladder and then stands with one foot on each ladder above the pyramid. The tip of the pyramid is pointing to Elki's cunt. At Sandy's command Elki lowers herself onto the pyramid. Elki holds her pussy lips open and moves up and down on the pyramid until she is able to take several inches into herself. Sandy nods and Elki works more and more into herself until she is squatting low onto her wooden lover. Without warning, Sandy yanks the ladders out from under Elki. The pyramid plunges farther into her until she is resting on her pussy and clutching her stomach. A painful scream escapes Elki's lips and dies down to a groan. The pain is much worse than Elki expected, but she refused to beg for relief. Sandy grabbed one of her ankles and Paul grabbed the other. Another scream of pain is heard when they hang from her legs. This is too much for Elki. "Please, stop. Please let me off. Please. Please." "Can I send Jack to jail?" Elki shakes her head and screams in anguish. Sandy leaves the apartment and Paul waits around enjoying the view. Several times Paul approaches and feels her breasts or her stomach or her ass. Paul finally examines Elki's pussy closely and then he leaves too. Elki is alone, naked, in terrible pain perched on top of the wooden dildo. The next hours are hell for Elki. Several times she gives up and yells for them to release her, but she cannot get off. Her stomach really aches from the almost constant rubbing that even her breathing causes. Finally, Sandy and Paul return together. They each take a leg and lift Elki up until the pyramid is almost out. Elki moans in despair when they lower her slowly back down. "There are only two more things you must do to keep Jack free. Number one is to take a pill each day from now on. Number two is to become an exhibitionist. I want you to show yourself off. I'll give you suggestions, but I want you to use your imagination. Do you agree to these terms?" Elki had trouble breathing let alone talking. "You want me to undress in front of people?" "That is rather simplified, but it captures the spirit of my command." "If these are the last two things, then I agree. I will do as you say." Paul grins and helps Sandy lift Elki up until she moans as the pain lessens. Sandy winks at Paul and they lift and lower Elki in a fucking action that causes Elki to blush a bright red and cover her pussy with her hands. When they have had their fun, they lift her off of the pyramid. Elki's legs are numb. She rubs her pussy and walks around until feeling returns. "Don't worry, your pussy will return to normal. Bend over and grab your ankles." Elki is so far out of it that she bends over without thinking. Sandy nods to Paul who pushes a capsule into Elki's asshole and then runs his finger down to her pussy and back. Sandy smiles at the look on Elki's face, winks at Paul, and leaves the room. Paul is very hard again. He drops his pants and shorts and starts jacking himself off. When he is almost ready, he fingers Elki's hole to make sure that it is wet and then inserts the crown of his cock. Paul continues to pump himself till he starts to cum. He then rams his shaft deep into her love hole and deposits his load. Elki is still out of it and remains silent through it all. When Paul joins Sandy, Elki stands up and walks around the room. Sandy brings a big bottle of large capsules for Elki. Elki is allowed to dress while they talk about exhibitionism. Sandy gives her a lot of hints about the type of clothes to buy and how to wear them. What not to wear, etc. They agree that Elki will exhibit herself for one hour each day. She could be in her house, in her car, walking down the street, etc., but she must be seen and she must use suggestive actions. This is foreign to Elki, but she has given her word and she will do her best. Elki doesn't know it, but the pills are pseudo- pregnancy pills. Her body will act like she is pregnant as long as she takes them. It is a very powerful drug and will cause her to produce much more milk than a normal breast-feeding mother does. Thinking about Elki's possibilities after her milk starts, gives Paul and Sandy a long laugh when Elki is gone. The capsules also contain a Spanish fly type drug to make her horny. Elki's morning sickness will start soon and continue for a few weeks. * * * * * Elki buys several items on Sandy's list and models them in front of her mirror. Elki is a very private person and this part of her torture will be hard for her. The following are entries from Elki's diary for the next few months: March 20, 1995--- I am sick every morning now, but it clears up before noon. I get excited over little things and have started masturbating a lot to relieve it. My breasts are huge, I cannot wear the plastic cones any more. The boys that I meet really stare at me now. I really stand out. Ha ha... March 28, 1995--- One of my favorite things to do is to put on a skirt, button up blouse, and go for a ride in my car. As I ride along, I begin to look around at the other drivers while I begin to rub myself. Before long, I'm pretty wet and pretty daring. I hike up my skirt and undo the buttons on my shirt. Since I don't have anything on under them ... Then, I'll just drive along, playing with myself, and pull up to a few guys. At first, just ones in cars ... that way they can only see my tits. As I get more excited, I'll look for a guy in a truck, pull up next to him, and give him a show. If I'm at a stoplight, and there are not many people around, I'll even pull out one of my tits and play with it... I can't understand what's happening to me, I'm just so horny all the time these days... April 4, 1995--- I can feel my breasts getting ready to produce the milk. I hope they will return to normal when/if the pills stop. Sandy examines me every week and is very pleased with my breast growth. I have had to buy new clothes and bras... I can't seem to get enough sex. I am thinking about it all of the time now. April 8, 1995--- Today I dressed for show and went to the grocery store. I got a few looks from the locals as I got into my car and then one guy said "Hey baby, how 'bout showing the rest of your tits". By this time I was so horny I did not care so I simply undid my shirt and pulled it off. When I got to where they were standing, I stopped my car so they could get a good long look and then drove off. It was great having all those guys just sit there and stare at my tits. I drove around a little and flashed a couple more groups of guys. Finally, I put my shirt on and stopped to get some beer. Once I got that, I drove home. I just started drinking and turned on the TV. The cable had those adult movies late at night so I started watching them. I got undressed and got out the dildo Sandy gave me. As I watched the movie, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I finally could no longer stand it and reached down and stroked myself. It felt SO good. I then heard some noise outside. I opened my eyes and looked around and then I noticed I had not closed my window. There were three guys across the way on their balcony watching me through field glasses. Well, I was a little pissed at myself for not noticing the window open. I sat down, faced away from the guys, and started stroking myself. I am so horny lately that I finally realized that I liked them watching me (I have never masturbated in front of anyone before). I put on my robe and had another beer. Facing the open window, I reached up under my robe and started stroking my pussy again. Their eyes just got bigger as they watched. I took off my robe, faced the chair toward the open window, sat in the chair, and spread my legs wide making sure they had a good view. I started fingering myself and playing with my tits. They just kept watching. Then I started licking my tits and occasionally licking my fingers (the ones that were in my pussy of course). I then took some shaving cream and a razor and shaved my pussy clean while the boys watched... April 14, 1995--- I am horny all the time. I even lust after other women. Today I begged Sandy to let me make love with her. After I licked her asshole and forced my tongue into it, she let me clean up and lick her delicious pussy. I could suck on her forever. I feel like a cow and my tits have started to leak. Jack likes to milk me like a cow. I don't care as long as he fucks me afterward..... April 24, 1995--- Today I bought a new, very brief bikini. When I put it on, not only could you see my nipples but my cunt outline was pretty visible. I went outside to lay out on the lawn. My nipples were so hard they just shined right through my top. Every once in a while I would look around and notice the guys looking at me. Now, don't get the wrong idea. I don't have a big ego nor do I think that I have a super great body, although I have never been embarrassed about the way my body looks. It's just that I have always felt that nudity is very sexual when other people are around. All I did that day was lay in the sun, watching some of the guys, watching me. But knowing that they could see my nipples and pussy through the bikini made me very hot. By the end of the day, I wanted to go back and fuck myself silly with my dildo, hell I would have done any of those guys, if they had had the balls to approach me. It took a lot of willpower not to call them over... * I have taken the pills for over a year, but Sandy insists that I continue. Sandy will not let me pump my own milk out. Someone else must do it for me. I will have to have a showdown with her, because I am soaking my clothes. It is very painful to be so full of milk. Sandy has promised me some relief when I am ready. I hope it is soon. Jack likes to suck my milk and it feels very good when he does. I need more sex. I have asked Jack to be with me more, but he says that he is too busy. On the nights that he comes by with his friends, I have all the sex that I want for a short time. On the days that Jack does not come, I yearn for it late into the night. I get some thrills exposing myself to strangers, but it is not enough... Sandy has arranged for Paul to start 'milking' me every day. I work around his schedule so that I go to his apartment twice each day. I never know what to expect except that at some time during our visit Paul has me crawl onto his table naked while he attaches the suckers to my tits. The suckers are not harsh when he uses the low suction. Paul always adds a little hand action to increase the milk output. I enjoy being milked. The pressure is relieved and it feels good. I kiss his hands to show that I like it. Usually, while I am kneeling and being milked, Paul fingers my shaved pussy and explores the hot wet secrets of my clit and pussy hole. He has me hot and ready by the time I am empty. I suck his penis for a while and then go to bed with him. These times are pleasant for me. Today while I was being milked Paul stripped and laid under me so that I could suck his penis. He milked my tits and fingered my pussy while examining my pussy very closely. Paul has leaned how to turn me on and today he wanted to watch me grow wet and see my clitoris come to attention. He held my hole open and examined my inner pussy. I reached down and helped him by holding my pussy lips open for him. When Paul had his climax and crawled out from under me, I sucked his wet fingers. Paul really likes this part. I suck and move each finger in and out while he milks me with his other hand. We both enjoy this part very much. Today was one of Jack's days and I don't produce as much milk as Paul wants. Each time this happens, Paul punishes me with a spanking. Today is no exception. When I am pumped dry on both sides, Paul shakes his head and turns the suction up. Now it really hurts, and I mean major pain. Paul goes back to my waiting ass. I brace myself for Paul's hand. Paul is trying something new today and catches me by surprise. Instead of his hand, I get a whip across my ass. I yelp in pain and surprise. I look back to watch Paul whip my tender bottom. The pain is extreme. Each blow feels like it rips my flesh. He has my full attention now. When he stops, I am crying. Paul runs his fingers over my ass to check for damage. When he finds none, he continues whipping me until his arm is tired. After a short time I feel my aching tits being sucked inside out. When I ask Paul to remove the milkers, he goes berserk and starts whipping my bare back. The whip goes around me and slaps my tender breasts. This is a new level of pain and I don't like it. I reach back and grasp the whip. Paul simply grabs my hanging tit and squeezes it hard. I let go of the whip fast. My breasts are extremely sensitive to touch. I must get him to release me quickly or I will be in terrible pain for days. "Paul, you win. I will not resist again. Please re- lease my breast. If you don't, you might not get any milk." Paul slowly releases me. I put both hands down on the table and wait. I can take whatever he dishes out. I will show him. Paul backs up and really lets me have it. My back, ass, and legs receive a terrible beating. My breasts receive many wild blows. Even my stomach is red from abuse. When Paul is finished, I am shaking, and struggling to stay up on my hands and knees. I am literally weak from exhaustion and abuse. Basically, I hurt. I don't have the strength to talk. My head is hung down and I am breathing through my mouth in short gasps. He didn't break me. I won. Reason slowly returns to Paul's eyes, and I see fear for a second. I must look a mess. "I'm sorry, love. I lost my head for a second. Don't tell Sandy about this. If you tell her that I have abused, I will get even. You'll be sorry. Do you understand?" I can only nod. "Good. Now lets get the last drop of milk out and put the milkers away." I look down and see the milkers still attached. My dark circles have been sucked into the funnel. As I look at myself, the plain in my tits rises to the surface for a moment. Paul takes a breast in each hand and alternately squeezes and pinches my sensitive mounds working the contents toward the nipples. I can feel small amounts of milk drip from each nipple. I look up into Paul's face and decide to grin and bear it. After several agonizing minutes, Paul is satisfied. Paul can feel the inner resistance to his will in my actions and looks. He grabs a milker and yanks it off. I hear the POP as I feel the terrible pain. I almost scream. Tears cloud my eyes. I want to rub myself, but I will not give Paul the satisfaction. Paul grabs the second milker and pulls slowly this time. The pressure on my breast tip increases until I can not stand it. I break into sobs of pain and shame, and frustration at my failure to keep still. Paul grins at me. Again I can see the cruel inner creature within him come to the surface to claim his victory. With a tremendous burst of will, I gain control of myself and speak with a thin voice. "Paul, that is very painful. Please, turn the milker off." The grin broadens and he continues to increase the pressure slowly. He is pulling the skin off of my breast. I will break soon. My resolve is about to break when the milker POPs off. My hanging tit bounces around and finally settles down. At last I am free of the constant torture. I still hurt terribly, but things will improve from here. Paul talks to me while he puts the milker away, but I don't hear him. I remain on my hands and knees trying to gain the strength necessary to climb down from the table. Paul has to help me down, because I cannot get off unaided. I dress and drive home to bed. The next day I can barely move. I am in tears, just getting ready for work. For once in my life I am glad that Jack stays away. When Sandy sees my whipped body, I'll have to talk hard to save Paul's balls. I really believe she would have castrated him. She looks on me as her personal property, and Paul wounded her property... END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 1