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Here activities that are normally taboo and even illegal are accessible to the right people for the right price. In Part Seven, I venture into the darker side of the Underage Sex Society. I visit the Underage Dungeon, where you can indulge in every fetish imaginable, with youngest of teen girls. (Mf, ped, nc, rp, tor, bd) *** Part 7 – The Underage Dungeon Up to this point, my experiences in the Underage Sex Society had been rather pedestrian. I have only participated in underage sex and voyeurism - activities that research shows most men would participate in if given the chance. Anyway, I thought I'd go beyond my comfort zone and explore the world of sexual fetishes. The Underage Sex Society had just the place! *** I had to venture to another part of town for this. The Underage Dungeon was in a large Victorian House in Harlem. After showing my ID to the guard at the door, I went inside. The first thing was asked to do was change. I was handled a pair of black leather pants and that was all. I stripped and got into them, storing my street clothes in a locker. Then I was directed to the foyer where I saw a dozen girls, aged thirteen to fifteen, chained to the wall. I was instructed to pick out one to be my guide and "sex slave" for the day. I choose a fourteen-year old girl in a Gothic Schoolgirl outfit. The attendant unchained and handed her over to me. She took my hand and ushered me down the hall. "Hi, my name is Wanda. I'll be your guide through the Dungeon today and also be your sex slave," she said. I was happy to have her guiding me, never having been exposed to this lifestyle before. And besides that, Wanda was a very sexy looking girl. She was medium height and had long, straight black hair. I didn't really like her make-up with her dark eyeliner and black lipstick but her body made up for it. Beneath her tight black blouse, I could tell she had some big breasts for fourteen-year old, full D-cups. And even though the legs below her short black plaid schoolgirl skirt were partially covered by black thigh highs, I could see her legs were quite shapely. They looked even longer due to her two-inch black high-heeled shoes. "Now before we go any further, I need to tell you the safe-word for the day. It's the word that you and me will use if things get too rough or carried away. Today's safe word is "Alligator," she explained. "That means STOP! Do you understand?" she asked. I nodded yes and she led me down a dark hallway. *** The first place we came to was the Bondage Room. Inside were ropes, chains and all kinds of restraining devices. There were a number of people inside so I watched for a while to see what they were doing. After getting some ideas, I pulled Wanda to the side where there was a pile of ropes. "Oh please don't tie me up," she said, beginning the role-playing adventure. "Get over here and put your hands behind your back, you slutty looking girl," I ordered. Wanda did as I directed and I took a short piece of rope and bound her wrists together. Backing her to the wall, I secured the rope to a waist high hook. She now stood immobilized before me. The first thing I wanted to do was get her naked. I started with the blouse. Grabbing each side of the front, I pulled it apart forcefully. The buttons popped off one at a time as the front tore open. She was not wearing a bra and her tits flopped right out. Seeing them, I was the one who gasped. They were the biggest tits I ever saw on a fourteen-year old. Like I said before, they were full D-cups. Her areolas were the size of quarters and her nipples looked like pencil erasers. Reaching over, I tore the blouse completely off. I admired the topless schoolgirl, as she stood there in her plaid skirt but I was only getting started. Reaching over, I started to tug the skirt down over her hips. As I pulled it, I revealed her panties a little at a time. From the beginning it was clear they were black, satin bikini panties. As I revealed them further, I got a real surprise. Not only were they bikini panties, but also they were crotchless bikini panties. When she stepped out of the skirt, I got to see her pussy, much sooner than I expected. She had shiny black pubic hair. It only, however, covered the pubic mound. Her pussy lips were totally bare. This made those lips stand out more clearly. Like her titties, her pussy lips were the plushiest I'd seen on any of the little girls. Even her inner labia and clitoral hood were puffy as they emerged at the top of her slit. I took a second to rub her engorged clit before moving on. Wanda gave me a dirty look. I intended to undress her completely but she looked naughty enough in only the panties, black thigh highs, and heels. Then I went to work binding her up. I started by tying her ankles together, leaving her off balance and vulnerable. Then I crisscrossed the ropes over her mid- section, concentrating on her breasts. I circled each one with the rope squeezing them so tightly they started to turn red. I ran that same rope between her legs, pressing it into the slit, against her clit. As a result, each time Wanda struggled, the rope would press tighter against her clit and squeeze her breasts even more. Once bound, I took a hickory stick, and whipped it across her round, panty-clad butt. This made Wanda to squirm quite a bit, which in turn caused the rope to stimulate her clit while at the same time squeezing her titties more. After about ten minutes of this she started to scream and her whole body shook. I couldn't tell if it was due to orgasmic pleasure or bondage pain. I did notice a tear in her eye, however. Since she didn't utter the safe word, I thought it would be okay to try some of the other stuff in the room. I undid the ropes and unhooked her from the wall. Wanda seemed relieved but that was short lived as I led her over to a freestanding wooden rack. Once there I restrained her in the spread eagle position, with four chains. With her arms spread over her head and her legs spread apart wide, Wanda was in another vulnerable position. After making sure she was secured on the rack, I started to go to work on her again. I began by taking an ice cube and rubbing it on the nipple of her right tit. It wasn't long before it expanded to about an inch. This made it easy to attach a spring-clip clothespin to it. It must have hurt because she let out a small yelp. That didn't deter me and I clipped another clothespin to her left nipple. She squealed again. I flicked over the clothespins with my hands. This seemed to be giving her some pain but since she didn't say the safe word, I continued. I was feeling some power over her, which is one of the points of bondage. I looked down and saw two larger spring clips with hooks attached to them. Looking around at the others, I figured out what they were. They were pussy clips, intended to attach to each of her outer labia pussy lips. Luckily Wanda's outer labia lips were so plushy, they attached to each of the smooth lips easily. There were also some weights on the ground. These were designed to attach to the hooks on the pussy clips. I reached down and hooked each of the weights on. This caused her outer labia lips to stretch down. They, in fact, stretched to twice their normal size. It was clear she was in more pain, but I continued. The tugging on her pussy lips also made her slit spread open. I got to see her pussy hole for the first time. It looked dark and moist. Her clitoris was also more visible. In front of me on the ground, I found another interesting toy. It was a vibrating clitoral clamp. I attached the rubber clamp to her clit, and turned the vibrator on to low. I watched for a while as she moaned. I couldn't quite tell if she was reacting to the pain of the clamps or the pleasure of the vibrator. I decided to step it up a notch. There were a number of dildos on the floor. I picked up an eight incher that was made of clear glass with a light on the end. I slid it into her wet pussy hole and turned on the light. That allowed me see all the way up inside her fourteen- year cunt. It was bright pink and fleshy looking with a thin layer of moisture coating the entire area. As I pumped it in and out, I watched her pink muscles surround the dildo. Wanda's body seemed to be on a steady plane between pain and pleasure so I decided to crank up the energy. I turned the clit vibrator to high and started pumping the dildo in and out frantically. This caused her to orgasm and whole body shook. Looking inside of her I could see her pink pussy muscles expanding and contracting and her vaginal canal filling with her secretions. She had tears in her eyes but a smile on her face. I didn't really understand what she was feeling. Nevertheless, I removed all the clamps and such and took her off of the rack. She fell against me. I had to support Wanda's weak body as we left the room. *** Walking with Wanda down the hallway, we came to another room and I put my hand on the handle of the door. "Stop, we can't go in that room," she pleaded. "Why not?" I asked. "It's called the Jungle and bad things happen to girls in there," she said. "What kind of bad things?" I asked. "Rape and worse," she answered, looking scared. "Sounds like fun," I said, pulling her inside. It looked just like a jungle. It was dimly lit, and it was filled with fake trees and exotic plants. There were a number muscular naked men lurking in the shadows and when Wanda saw them, she took off running. I sat down on a rock to watch. The men tried to catch her but she managed to get away for quite some time. Finally I saw that she get cornered by a big black man. Before he even caught her she screamed. As he grabbed her and turned around I saw why. He had the largest cock I ever saw. It was fourteen-inches long and as big around as a kielbasa. He was so strong Wanda didn't have a chance. Throwing her to the ground, he pinned Wanda's arms over her head, spread her legs with his, and crawled between them. Not realizing her panties were crotchless, he reached down, ripped them off, and tossed them aside. She was screaming and fighting the whole time. I watched with mixed emotions at what happened next. Without even using his hands, the man centered his massive cockhead on her cunt hole and pushed forward. He seemed to have trouble getting it inside of her. I didn't know whether it was his size or the lack of lubrication that prevented this. Nevertheless he kept pushing and soon I saw it start to sink in. With this, Wanda screamed even louder. That didn't stop the man, in fact it only spurred him on to push in further. He had nearly his whole cock inside Wanda's fourteen- year old cunt and then he started to pump in and out of her in earnest. He fucked her hard and fast, seeming to sink in deeper on each stroke. Wanda was screaming constantly now and tears were streaming down her cheeks. I watched in amazement. I had a hard time believing her cunt could accommodate a cock so big. It seemed to be tearing her apart. Surprisingly I was getting turned on though the tight pants were constraining my erection. As I continued to watch Wanda, her screams of pain started to turn to screams of pleasure. Her resistance turned to submission and then even active participation. Her legs wrapped around his hips and Wanda's arms pulled him against her body. Between her heavy breathing and moans, I heard her screaming, " more, more, more!" After what seemed like another fifteen minutes, I saw Wanda's pelvis start to shake. It seemed to out of control. When that happened, I saw the man tense up, obviously blasting his load deep inside her. Wanda's pelvis continued shaking as the man kept pumping in and out of her. I could see his shaft turn white and cum start leaking between her cunt and his cock. When he withdrew his fourteen-inch cock, Wanda's pussy hole stayed open, releasing what seemed like a whole cup of cum. As the man walked away, I went over and helped Wanda up. She was crying once again. Her body looked disheveled and her thigh highs were torn and tattered. I helped her out of her stockings and heels and we started to walk out. Cum continued to drip down her thighs as we did. On the way, there was a man-made waterfall near the door. I helped her in so she could wash off. The water was warm and helped sooth her. The cum washed off and her body became rejuvenated. When she finished I handed her a towel which was nearby. After drying off, Wanda wrapped it around her naked body, and we left to explore further. *** We came to another room and opened the door. It happened to be the scariest looking room there. They called it the Torture Chamber and it sure lived up to its name! There were all kinds or racks and torture devices around the room and a number of men and girls engaged in all kinds of activities. "Please, not in here either!" she pleaded loudly. "Oh this looks like just the place for you," I said. "You were such a naughty little with that last man, you need to be punished!" "But he raped me. It wasn't my fault," she tried to explain. "But you didn't have to enjoy it so much?" I said ripping the towel off of her. And seeing that everyone else in the room was naked, I tore off my tight pants. This freed up my nine-inch hard-on. I grabbed Wanda sternly by the arm and tugged her over to the corner. Attached to the ceiling was a chain on a pulley with a pair of handcuffs at the end. I secured her wrists in the handcuffs and tightened the chain. Wanda's body was stretched vertically, with her hands above her head and her feet barely touching the ground. With her in that position, I finally got to appreciate her butt. It was round and firm, perfectly proportional to her fourteen-year old body. As she dangled in front of me, I picked up a leather whip, and began striking her back. It wasn't hard, I'm not a sadist, but it was hard enough to hurt her a little. As I struck her, her body rotated with the chain, and the whip landed on all parts of her body, from her butt to her titties. As I struck her, she started to whimper and cry, and I could see red marks forming all over her so I stopped. (Like I said, I'm not a sadist.) Taking Wanda down, I wanted to find something more fun to do to her. Looking around, I saw a horizontal wheel attached to the floor. It was like one of those carnival wheels that you spin for a prize but it was big enough to strap a person on. And that's exactly what I did to Wanda. I strapped her on her back onto the wheel, spread her legs apart, and clamped them in place. There was also something unique about this. Standing all around the wheel with me were about a dozen of the participants who had come from throughout the room to join the fun. Most were holding some kind of sex toy. A man, who seemed to be the leader, gave the wheel a spin and Wanda's spread legs landed by tall man holding a ten-inch, penis shaped dildo. Without hesitating, he pushed it into her pussy and started pumping. After a while Wanda was starting to get turned but before she could orgasm, the leader signaled the man to stop, and spun the wheel again. This time it landed by a little girl whose hands were bound. That didn't stop her from participating and she leaned up and started licking Wanda's pussy. And just like what happened previously, she stopped licking before Wanda could cum, and the wheel was spun again. It stopped at one of the young boy's from the chamber. It didn't seem like he had ever seen the pussy of a girl his own age. After giving it a good look, he reached out and started fingering her pussy hole. This lasted until the leader spun the wheel again. This game went on for an hour. Wanda was dildoed, fingered, and eaten to the edge of orgasm twenty times, and each time was left frustrated. What first looked to me like a pleasure wheel, turned out to be a Wheel of Torture. After everyone had two turns, the game ended, and I unclamped her from the wheel. Wanda seemed really pissed-off at me. I realized this place was more than just pretend. There were some real mind games going on here. I wasn't ready for it to end. I led Wanda to a big bed in the corner. It had four brass bedposts. They were perfect to hold restraints and I tied Wanda spread-eagled on it. Looking around, I found some more toys - literally toys. In a case on the floor I found some items that I remembered were discontinued from toy stores. Among them were two dolls called the Suckling Babies. Controlled by battery, their mouths were designed to make a sucking action when placed against a baby bottle. The other was a vibrating My Little Pony riding stick. When mounted, the shaft vibrated creating what the manufacturers claimed was an authentic riding experience. Mother's quickly noticed their girls had other uses for both and they were pulled from the shelves. Luckily some ended up here! Seeing them gave me a great idea. Placing the mouth of a doll on each of Wanda's nipples and the riding stick between her legs, I secured them with duct tape. Then I turned them on and watched. As the dolls sucked her nipples, the riding stick vibrated against Wanda's clit. It wasn't long before she had the orgasm she was deprived of on the wheel. Wanda looked over and gave me a grateful smile. She didn't realize her thanks were premature. As the dolls continued to suck and the stick continued to vibrate, she soon had another orgasm. She seemed to enjoy this one too, but after a few more, she started to look irritated. She looked towards me untie her but it was too much of a turn-on to stop. I had a ranging hard-on. As it went on, the climaxes got closer and closer and finally her body was shaking in one continuous orgasm. That evidentially was the final straw. I heard her yell, "Alligator! Alligator! Alligator!" Understanding the rules, I climbed up on the bed, removed the riding stick, and pulled the dolls off of her titties. As I was above her, between her legs, I realized that my cock was rock hard. Wanda noticed this too. She gave me that unmistakable look I saw the eyes of so many of the little girls. Without hesitation, I pushed forward and sunk my cock right into her pussy. It sunk all the way in and when I bottomed out, Wanda's body went into another orgasm. I waited for her to calm down and then started to fuck her in earnest. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of my cock and settled into a steady rhythm of pushing herself up into me. Then she did something completely unexpected. Wanda leaned up and gave me a passionate open mouth kiss. I kissed her back with equal passion. Feeling this I pumped, and pumped, and pumped – going as deep as I could inside her. As Wanda had her strongest orgasm of the day, I came buckets deep inside her fourteen-year old pussy. After pulling out, I reached over and started to unbind her. While I did, the cum just kept flowing out of her pussy. There were some robes nearby so we put them on and walked back to the foyer. Along the way I saw several other doors that I would have to save for another day. *** Once back in the foyer, I changed into my regular clothes, hugged Wanda goodbye, and left. I wasn't quite sure if I liked bondage or even understood it. What I did know, however, was that I liked fucking little fourteen-year old girls like Wanda! To be continued... -------------------------------------------------------- This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, 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 83