Dee's Tao - The Way Of An Anatomically Challenged Masochist

Chapter Eight Roped mams, labial cohabitation, and contempt and humiliation in the hay room

Dee's Tao
CHAPTER EIGHT
  Roped mams, labial cohabitation, and contempt and humiliation in the hay room

In her violent dance around the water drum, Dee had succeeded in accidentally removing
about half of the thumbtacks that had been epoxied to her hands, fingers and forearms.
Each ripped off tack took a layer of skin with it, leaving a raw open sore in its place.
In concert with acute agony and waning lucidness, she threw her legs behind her shoulders.
Then, with minimal effort drove both of her fist and half of her forearms up her viscid,
syrupy cunt. She fast became a paroxysm of half-conscious, double fist fucking, manic
depravity. As a result of locking her legs behind her shoulders, her torn and elongated
tits fell back across her head to flop about on the floor behind her. Her up-thrust,
bloodly, arm stuffed cunt offered itself to even deeper plunges of her arms. She was built
to take it. Even if not, she would have gladly ruptured herself to accomplish the task of
soothing this real fire in her belly.

She plowed deeper in a demented fury, gouging small furrows in the radically thinned out
convolutions of her vaginal walls. Many of the 1/8th to 1/4th inch gouges bled into the
copious slimy roux that continually sweated off of the entire interior and exterior
surfaces of the gaping monstrosity. Her impossible clit raged out of its expansive
dwelling a full seven inches. Though cut and severely bruised, it quivered in a futile
attempt to expand further. The freaky mass of erectile tissue would not accept another
drop of bloating blood. Dee had arm fucked herself to the extent possible, being
restricted at mid-forearm by the uncooperative angle of her radically up-thrust ass and
the length of her rapidly pistoning arms, rather than the capacity of her vast and
commodious cunt.

She pulled both arms out slowly, licking the crimson tinted, spumy froth that was the
result of her vigorous, deep, up and down churning. She moaned and squealed in
frustration. She hoped she could cum if only she could have dug deeper, not that the rear
of her elongated vagina was more sensitive than the front. Such is not the case in women,
not even the most unusual Deanna Winston. No, she wished to go deeper. To do so would
increase the long constant stroke past her own special hot spot. Dee's spot was located
along a four inch path at the upper portion of her oily fuck sleeve, beginning about two
inches in from the cavernous opening.

Crying out loud with staccato "..urrgghh, eeee... cum, cummm, aggggg..ugg, ohhh
Ggg..oo..d! he..he..lp, cummm, ohh, shitttt, urggggg, unhhh, sputttt...," she pistoned
with renewed effort to drive the dome of her cunt further up into her body. The
repetitive, desperate grunts, cries and pleas increased in ear splitting volume as she
literally churned the viscous cunt oils into a thickening glob of oozing and spurting goo.
She stayed on the very edge of an orgasm that, had she found release, would have finalized
the current introduction to her newly attained masochistic universe. Due to her ignorance
about the myriad of nuances concerning her new persona, and her current semi-insane state
of being, Dee did not know that even if she could plunge both arms to the shoulder, she
would still not attain the release she so agonizingly sought. No, the new pain seeking
marauder that now inhabited her body and psyche, at the moment, demanded more than mere
deep seated fucking.

Eventually, in Dee's long suffering future, the demon would often - but not always-demand
that the pain be at such an intensity and served with such uncompromising ruthlessness,
that a new word be inscribed for it in a special dictionary of masochism. It would be
ultagon (ultimate agony). Etymologists might well reject it, but Dee would willingly and
necessarily subscribe to it. She would experience it, in increasing phases as her
rapacious need to suffer expanded parallel to her continuing erotic years.

In ignorant despair, she rolls forward to attempt a more cooperative deep plunging angle
for her dripping, phallic arms. It is a useless maneuver as over 40 pounds of welted,
bloody breast meat tumbles downward so far and heavily that they force her embedded arms
partially out of her very slippery cunt. Now only her gyrating hands and finger stir the
thickening mess in her contracting cave. With lithe, rubber-socket legs still behind her
shoulders, she attempts to maintain a precarious balance. Only her swollen and well-beaten
ass touches the floor. The injured tits undulate and bulge around her weakening arms. They
are so heavy and bloated that even her hands are eventually ejected from her cunt with a
loud slurry "glurppp" as churned, mayonnaise thick cunt cream spills out in tablespoon
sized gouts. She falls forward in obedience to the gravitational command of her obscene
breasts. They spread out in quickening agony as all of Dee's weight comes to bear.

Dee is, now, a rather ridiculous spectacle. With legs stuck behind her back, toes angling
and contorting in response to her repressed orgasm, and tits and clit pressed into the
splintered floor, her eyes bulge dramatically. She is now actually beginning to foam at
the mouth. Flecks of it spew out of her gasping mouth and dribble down her chin to
decorate the floor in front of her with a chaotic pattern of slippery foam. Her arms
instinctively reach back in an attempt to claw at her spastic cunt. She can only reach the
inner lips, which bulge outside their larger twins to hang just within her desperate
reach. They are imbeded in a deadly grip of a dozen or so tacks. Howls and sputtering
screams echo across the pastures as she pulls with unconscious, dangerous, strength. She
elongates each an impossible ten thinned out inches, to the multiple octave, 25th verse of
"aiieeee..ee. c..c..cumm. ccummm, hee..lp, helppp, urrrghh... ugghh" Her incantations are
now even more desperate. Her mother notes that Dee has added another inch to the
dangerously stretched labia. A small trickle of blood begins to emerge along a three-inch
long micro-tear on the interior surface of each. Dee is literally beginning to rip and
tear them from her suffering cunt. It is still not the pain and humiliation required to
put her exhausted body to rest.

Recognizing Dee's near demented state and current possession of strength that exceeds even
her own, her mother shoves her entire hand into Dee's foamy mouth. Dee bites down in
desperate, unconscious response. She still tugs at her splitting cunt lips. Now alarmed,
her mother shoves her fist deeper, rapidly. It lodges at the entrance of Dee's throat. In
desperation, she unfolds her fingers and plunges deeper. Dee's gagging mechanism cuts in.
It imparts a small but beneficial result. Dee stops pulling her cunt lips but holds them
in a tight catatonic induced grip over ten inches around her bruised, torn ass.

"Let go of your cunt Dee. You have already torn it. LET GO! NOW!! You are doing harm to
yourself that I may not be able to fix. NOW DEANNA!! Unhand your pussy". Dee stares
bug-eyed and unseeing into her mother's concerned eyes, gagging and choking, but still
catatonic. "Okay you fucking snot cunt, bitch. Take this dose of mama. You'll soon let go
now and fucking regret that I have to do this." With that said, her mother begins shoving
her compressed, open-fingered hand and arm down Dee's throat. Dee is rendered mute as the
arm becomes totally blocked and embedded at mid-forearm. Dee's mouth is a cartoonish,
stuffed vision. Her jaw is on the verge of being unhinged. Her mother forces in another
inch of arm. She is only several inches short of reaching Dee's stomach. Dee's lips are
stretched to their maximum extent. A tiny trickle of blood emerges at the far corners of
her mouth.

As her thinned out mouth-lips began to turn blue from lack of oxygen, her eyes begin to
flutter. Soon, a panic awareness is observed. She is incapable of uttering the smallest
sound or taking in even a micro-gasp of air. She lets go of her bleeding, torn inner cunt
lips and blinks in terror at her mother. "You let yourself go and lost all control Deanna.
As usual, you indulged in your own selfish need. And, for that, you are now folded into a
leg-locked ridiculous ball, on top of your mashed tits and bleeding profusely from your
inside cunt flaps. I do think you have stretched them permanently and more than just a
tiny bit. And worse, here you are literally choking to death with my arm halfway down your
spastic gullet. Jesus Deanna, even I am impressed with your ability to swallow this much.
What a total slutty, little pain-whore you will likely be; If, IF! I pull my arm out and
let you live. You have not obeyed me well at all today and I fear that you will become
just too damn sluttish and giving to your condition as you grow older. Maybe we should end
it all here Deanna," her mother whispered slowly into Dee's fast fading ears and ability
to maintain awareness. Her lips began turning purple and her face blue. Her autonomous
nervous system peaked in activity, in an attempt to stall off death. Muscles and tendons
corded, jerked and quivered in maxed out intensity. Voluntary muscles began to give up the
ghost first, as she began voiding from all of her unplugged orifices. Her eyes bulged
further, as the arm progressed another half inch. She was strangling to death. A few weak
tears rolled out of her bloodshot dangerously bulging eyes. Her mother noted the tear and
the accompanying last flicker of conscious pleading not to be killed.

As Dee lost consciousness, the terror on her face was replaced by a blue shrouded vision
of serenity and peacefulness. Her mother slowly removed her arm from Dee's impossibly
stretched esophagus, throat and mouth. The esophagus and glottis would be severely
bruised. Her arm was coated with a thin almost transparent veneer of saliva and blood. As
the medium size hand left the slightly split corners of Dee's gaping mouth, her mother
pulled her head back, pinched her nose closed and blew moderately hard into her mouth five
times. Removing Dee's legs from around her shoulders, she positioned Dee up into a sitting
position. Dee's autonomous system kicked in immediately. Gasping and gulping larger and
larger volumes of air with each gasp. Her mother laid her on her side and held her head
sideways to allow any possible vomit to exit without possibility of being aspirated into
her lungs.

Dee lay quietly in her mothers rocking arms for ten minutes. Her serene face recovered its
natural and beautiful hues within a minute. She stared directly into her mother's
compassionate eyes and smiled broadly. A fresh tear appeared from her left eye and rolled
into the slight tear at the corner of her mouth. She licked it away and spoke with a soft
raspy tone. "Oh Mama, it was so wonderful. I saw much of my future, I am sure of it. I
know my life will be much more of what I have always wanted and needed. If I was ever
ashamed and confused about it, I certainly am not now. Mama I saw horrible-wonderful
things being done to me when I was a grown woman; not by you but by the most beautiful
woman I could ever imagine. She hurt me badly mama. I saw her doing the most hideous
things to me and I screamed for her to grace me with more and worse. And, I did the most
disgusting things in hopes that she would grant me but a single second to lick a drop of
sweat off of her beautiful feet. I saw myself being abused and humiliated in public too
Mama. I was naked and bent in the most impossible horrid positions. God have mercy on me
Mama, I will be such a freak. I am a skinny runt now compared to how I will look. But, I
look forward to it. She will take my monster-sized tits and stretch and twist them into
impossible sizes and shapes. And,... god help me, she...she will command me to go out in
public with my impossibly huge tits and cunt twisted and bound up in horrible display. It
was so humiliating and I would be so terrified, that I would vomit and shit myself in
front of everyone mama. Urrrghhhh, my cunt, my cunt!"

"Ughhhhh.. Mama, I need to cum so bad again. It is worse than when you drove that nailed
board into my ass. It's different Mama, seeing you naked for the first time ever with that
board and its bloody nails, at your feet. I need it again Mama, Give me something to drink
and I can endure. Please. Please beat me with the board more mama. It will help me get
through the night, I know it will. Please mama, my pussy is on fire again. I know you said
no more but I can not stand it if you don't help me AHHH,unggghh."

Speaking calmly, Dee's mother responded. "No Deanna, there will be no more board tonight."
Dee stiffened and made loud, rapid sobbing sounds. "Your ass is too far gone to take much
more abuse, especially the board. No sweet tits, it will have to be the bench." Dee gasped
loudly. A quick satisfied grin swept her blushing face. She had forgotten the "horrid"
bench and the "ungodly" thing that her mother had nailed to it. It was the source of her
first and last time to exhibit total anarchy with her mother .

"Yessss, Mama I will, I will crawl to it right away. I will do my best to make you happy.
It might kill me Mama but I will do all that I can. I want to please you so much Mama but
I must cum. Let me go to it. I will crawl on my belly. You can beat me with grandpa's
whip. I will even spread my legs so you can slash my horrid cunt." Dee was reaching for
her rigid clit as she spoke and began sliding to the floor.

"Stop right there" her mother yelled in a commanding tone. "We will absolutely finish this
night as I command, not as you wish, you fucking idiot. Jesus, Deanna, you had a vision
that makes your obscene cunt start cooking and all of a sudden you presume to fucking tell
me what we are going to do. Your little out of body experience sure as hell did not dose
you with any added perspective or good sense did it? In fact, it seems to have only made
you more goddamn dingy than before. Now slide your bloody ass over here, stand up and let
me measure as promised. Oh SHIT Deanna, it will take me a month to fix this ruined side of
butchered beef. Christ, I almost want to apologize. Most of the bleeding has stopped
however. Here, take the tape and pass it around to me. My God Deanna you made your goal of
57 plus two more. I would never have thought an ass, even one as huge as yours would swell
so much. It would indeed seem that you were built to expand to ungogly sizes as well as in
pain and agony my sweet little piss drinker." "Mama I never drank piss. I never have.
Honest." Dee responded almost apologetically and with a blush. She had not, but had come
close to doing so on several recent occasions.

"Keep your foam spitting mouth shut you snot nosed disobedient bitch. Not another word
until I give you permission. Do you understand?" Dee nodded quickly. "Now sit on the floor
and lift your grotesque saggy left tit up as far as you can. Mama is going to help her
little cunt licking slut reach her oily gaping pussy just as she wished a moment ago." Dee
struggled to attain a solid grip on her lap-napping tit, as she gazed up at her mother
with imploring confused eyes. The tits were so swollen from the day's kicks, beatings,
falls and punches that they not only rested in her lap as she sat cross legged, but
actually lolled off of the side of her striped thighs, partially touching the blood
stained floor. Her left tit weighed close to 20 or more pounds. Her hands became lost in
the soft yielding rubbery mass. They completely disappeared, even engulfing her wrist.
Large deep hollows and lumpy fist sized knobs formed, disappeared, and reappeared, as she
struggled to grasp a large solid portion of the shifting rolling mass. It flowed out in a
variety of undulating hot fleshy waves. It was like trying to lift and balance a plastic,
wastebasket bag that was brimming with gallons of Jell-O.

Finally, with great exertion, she is just able to get the entire bottom portion of her
blistered and welted bag off of her chest by lifting with both hands and forearms. Her
mother quickly placed a one-inch thick, very abrasive, hemp rope under the tit at its
juncture with the chest wall. She orders Dee to continue holding the tit up as she
proceeds to create six extremely tight winds. She stops and appraises Dee's contorting
face as she begins to feel the constricting pain.

Six more compressing windings are secured. Dee begins to grunt. She receives three hard
slaps to her head as a reward for disobeying the order not to make a sound. The already
severally injured breast now has a foot of very constricting bondage on it. The bound
portion of the tit takes on a conical shape that is as small as four inches in diameter at
the chest wall and only about seven inches at the 12-inch conclusion of the rope's
tortuous contribution. It has resulted in a vast elongation of the endlessly elastic sac.
The bloated meat is so tightly constricted that it is now held slightly aloft in a
drooping manner off her chest. Dee moans and gasps at the sight of the horrid mass of
deformed breast meat that protrudes out of the rope, which her mother has secured with
three U-shaped nails that bite through the rope and into her tit..

The formerly vein-laced swaying mass of bruised and cut up flesh was now a mutant, massive
bag of reopened cuts, festering blisters, and darkening bruises. The numerous pattern of
veins now bulges up as thick as pencils over much of the globular shaped monstrosity. The
hot globe of flesh continues to swell under the influence of the rope. It protrudes
outward at least 15 inches beyond the abrasive rope. Reopened blisters drip their plasma
on to Dee's legs in meandering confluence with many small rivulets of blood from newly
reopened welts and cuts. The naturally raised surface of her areola has expanded to half
the size of an American football. A rope is quickly attached at the juncture of the
seven-inch wide base of the blood red areola with the rest of the tit. The tightened rope
reduces the seven inch diameter to just over three inches. Dee screeches in agony as the
dark red areola elongates and bloats out to about three-fourths the size of the same
football. The veins in it cord up to the size of her fingers. It hangs off her bow shaped,
drooping tit like a solid red tit attached to another. The now rigid, five-inch long
globular nipple is leaking a constant flow of lactate, small traces of blood and other
fluids from internally injured tissue.

Dee's screeches and imploring howls bounce off of her mother's unheeding ears as she
repeats the same procedure with the other tit. Dee throws her head back and shrieks
louder. She is ordered to stand up. She groans and cries out as she painfully regains her
feet. A quick loud lament is heard as both overly distended appendages bob up and down and
sideways even as she very carefully stands up. They hang only slightly downward from the
first 12 tightly compressed inches. The curvature increases outward and downward toward
the tumescent leaking nipples, which point mostly straight downward but slightly inward
toward her quaking legs but still over a foot away from them. They sway and jerk in
cadence with her erratic and erotic breaths. Each rages out and downward over two feet in
length. They continue to swell and begin to take on a dark red appearance.   "You fucked
up. Now start walking," her mother intoned with unmitigating ruthlessness. Dee was
terrified of what her tits would do if she moved. They were already on fire and actually
scared her with their horrible appearance. She jumped forward with an unholy scream as her
mother blasted her across the back of the thighs with a 18 inch long, five inch wide, one
inch thick paddle containing 12 holes. It spurs her delayed start. The pendulous
monstrosities bounced up and down so violently, that they bumped her lower thigh before
flying upward above her waist in a spring-like recoil. Dee shrieked and fell to her knees.
The turgid sacs fell so massively that they slammed into the floor, only to bounce up
quickly and bob and weave out beyond her knees and just off the floor. This time the
paddle smashed across the quivering left tit. Dee's mouth spewed out a flume of blood
tinged saliva from her raw throat and mouth. It was a horrible gut wrenching howl. The tit
slammed into the floor so hard that it rebounded beyond her waist and then back to the
floor. A gush of fluid sprayed from the nipple. "AIIeeee!! Goddd, in heaven I up, I'm up,
don't hit my poor tit again Mama. Merciful God I walking, I walking. Uuughh, it hurts,
please hit me again, ahhhh I need it, ohhh... ohh. No!..no! don't! Don't hit
me...I..I..mean ..uhhh. arrghh..yes! Do it! I want it. Hit my horrible tit with the board
again. Please! Please! Yaaaaaa!" Dee stopped momentarily and began rubbing her legs
together as if she had to pee. "

"Stop that you sorry, cunt dripping bitch. You still intend to disobey don't you? Still
blabbing and telling me what to do. I am damn well fed up with your disobedient
shit-eating attitude Deanna. Start running. Now! you rubber titted, pussy farting little
asshole."

Dee began to run around the room. Cunt snot had started to run down her legs soon after
she was smacked across the tits. It was beginning to emerge in small spurts as the paddle
rained a steady succession of horrendous blows to the various exposed, non-roped surfaces
of the independently swinging appendages. Now they were a paroxysm of tossing, flying
impossibilities. They careened into each other, resulting in spewing nipple fluids and
splattered sweat, pus and blood from reopened boils, blisters, welts, cuts and punctures.
The constantly reshaping sacs flew downward, actually smacking her knee when they
temporally straightened out under the severe downward thrust. Up and out they tossed,
oscillating, jerking, crossing over each other as well as jumping up beyond her face.
Occasionally, her off balance stagger and attempt to recover resulted in their swinging
almost completely around her back, only to rebound back to the front in a deadly,
flattening impact with each other.

The room was filled with a cacophony of newfound shrieks and screams as Dee staggered
around the room and bounced off the walls. Her severely bound and bursting meat bags were
literally bouncing off each other, her legs, her back, the walls and worse, the relentless
paddle. She was so exhausted that she began to fall on occasion. Her last fall almost did
her in. Her long grasping toes had failed on a particularly slippery part of the floor
causing her to hit it full force with her bound tits. The right one was mashed out to the
side limiting the horrible burning injury mostly to the roped portion. The left bag was
not so fortunate. It was caught full length between Dee's torso and the splintery floor.
Dee's full weight caused the already over-tortured, corpulent sac to elongate between her
widly splayed legs halfway to her knees. It was so traumatic and painful that she lay
twitching and jerking for several seconds.

The force of the fall had elongated and expanded the areola to a temporary ungodly larger
size than before the fall. The nipple bulged out an extra half inch. Dee's mother
straddled Dee's waist facing towards her feet. She lifted the blood stained board high
over her head with both hands and arced it down with all her strength. SPLATTT!,
"YIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!" It was such a horrendous blow that Dee's left nipple was driven
completely into the tortured areola and tit. As soon as the paddle was lifted the nipple
sprung out with and audible "splurtttttt" as a three second spurt of fluid fountained out
over a two feet away, spraying her tossing feet and the floor beyond. She flopped and
tossed, somehow getting back to her feet in the process. She continued her dwindling
efforts to stagger around the room.

Dee had received over 30 bruising, hole-blistering blows from the slippery board before
she was ordered to stop. Her tongue hung almost four inches out of her mouth. Snot and
foam was ejected from her nose and mouth by way of her deep labored breaths.

She bent at the waist wheezing and snorting with ragged gasps in an effort to regain her
breath and strength. She sobbed in despiration as she noted the even more horrible
condition of her tits. As she bent, they hung in a steady inward bow-like curve out beyond
her knees but toward her lower calves. They swayed back and forth in a heavy package of
fiery pain and disturbing appearance. She straightened up. They rose with her torso. Each
exposed unbound portion was swollen beyond her wildest imagination. Their color had
evolved to a medium dark purple. The surfaces were a convoluted topography of bruises,
welts, cuts, festering pustules, ruptured blisters, thickened veins and raised knots. They
continued to swell as she sobbed and slobbered in abject pain, the unsated bestial
howlings of her drooling cunt and the struggle to regain her breath.

In a quick maneuver, her mother pulled each elongated package around Dee's back and tied
them in such a manner that much of the unwrapped portion were jammed together and pointing
backwards. She had to exert extra pull to accomplish this. It presented a most ridiculous
and abominable sight. Dee gave every appearance of having a giant set of tits on her back.
She wailed in agony and despair.

"Sit on the floor Deanna. Quickly!" Dee did as she was told. She continued to wail and
sob. "My cunt is burning so bad Mama. It's cramping. I'll die If I don't cum. Let me fist
it Mama. I will bring myself off this time. Now my breast are out of the way and I can do
it right. Please Mama, I must" "Be quiet and put your legs behind your shoulders
sweetheart. Do it fast Deanna. I intend to destroy those putrid bags of yours some more."
"Gasppp! Ahhh... yesssss... do it Mama, God, yes, beat them off of my horrid body. They
feel like someone filled them with alcohol and broken glass. Destroy them Mama, while I
fuck my slimy cunt with my thumbtacked arms. Yes! beat them until they shred. Ahhh!! Fuck!
fuck!.. cummm, gotta..cum..mmmm."

Dee had her legs behind her shoulders and was resting on her lower back. Her arms were now
totally free to ram deep in her cunt. The wounded clit raged up to its maxed out seven
inches. It was over an inch and a half thick. The attached inner lips had temporally
stretched so much from her previous mauling that they mopped the floor with a thin veneer
of vaginal mucus each time the excited clit flexed in itching unfullfillment. Her vulva
had swollen to a near approximation of a baboon's in heat. It yawned and gaped, making
vulgar farting and slurping sounds as it contracted in increasing heated need. Dee stared
at it in fascination. She was nearing another potential period of waning sensibility.

Her mother pulled Dee's legs further around her back above her now purple tits. A constant
dribble emerged from the impossibly engorged nipples. Now Dee's spine was bent almost to
the extent of even her extreme flexibility. It forced her torso and head down even more.
She was staring at her cunt close up. Her flexing clit bumped her chin. She plunged both
hands into her slippery box with ease. Whammm..SPLATT, An 18 inch, braided riding crop
that had belonged to Dee's great grandmother crashed into her wobbling tits.

"No Deanna! Get you fucking hands out of your cunt and wrap them around your upturned
ass." She had to actually kick Dee's hands out of her slippery slot to be obeyed. Dee
wailed in frustration and wrapped her arms around the lower expanse of her pulpy ass. "Now
pull you damnable little tart. Grab your ass and pull. Bend your head whore! There. More!
That's my girl. Now taste twat you slutty bitch. Eat it until I say stop."

Dee had contorted herself such that her face was right at her spastic cunt. She was wide
eyed with disbelief. She had never imagined she could do such a thing. It was the
beginning of a life-long, frequent, face to face, lip to lip, romance that would have
endless possibilities. She was in lusting love with her gushing pussy. She mentally penned
herself to it as a thick gout of musky, sweet and sour tasting cream splattered her upper
face. She caught the viscous drool with her long tongue and slurped it into her mouth. In
her rapacous need to slurp as much cunt slime as possible, she had overshot her clit,
which now tickled her neck. Half of her face was buried in the swampy musk of her severely
cut up and widespread vulva. She was sucking so vigorously that a loud sucking "GLURPP"
could be heard as she pulled back to gobble her entire quivering clit in one swoop.

All seven inches easily slid down her greedy gulping throat. It touched her glottis. She
repressed her gag mechanism quickly. She sucked and chewed as her mother began scoring her
bloated rolling tits with the riding crop. New welts were laid over the old. Blood and
sweat flew. Dee chewed harder and faster. Her head bobbed up and down in an effort to clit
fuck her mouth as fast as possible. Two fingers entered her tight asshole.

She pulled off her clit and began screaming for her mother to smash her harder and faster.
Each of the dark purple, ghastly-distended masses was now as large as a basketball with
gigantic puffy, vein-riddled areola hanging off the ends. They wobbled and swayed with
each of the 25 blows that had been delivered. The cock sized nipples flopped in
independent directions with each agonizing cut of the crop. MOTHER FUCKER!! OH FUCKKK! Hit
them! Cut them to pieces and feed them to me. AHHH SHITTT, MORE!! HARDER!! Ghaaaaaaaaa,
splurt, Ghaaaaaa, Dee shrieked as her hypertrophied bags danced to the punishing downbeat
of the crop.

Glooppp, she threw her face back into her cunt. She managed to pull her ass a tad higher.
Now she had all of her face in the widely gaping slit. She sucked all of her loose
dangling inner lips into her greedy mouth. Lifting her head and pulling back, she managed
to stretch the unmasticated exposed last three inches of each an additional three. Down
she went again, making room for her clit along with the lips. Her nose and forehead
slammed against her gaping vagina. She chewed, slurped and sucked mouthfuls of thickening
vaginal venom. She began to shake and quiver in the first throws of an orgasm. Now her
clit was being dangerously bitten. A small trickle of fresh blood dribbled out of the
corner of her hard chewing mouth. She pursued the required new level of agony with
uninhibited fervor.

Dee's mother noted what was occurring and stopped flogging her tits after 45 vicious
swings of the deadly instrument. Dee lifted her head and begged her to continue. "No Dee
its time to stop. There will be no more crop and no more pussy gobbling." Dee gaped bugged
eyed at her mother with imploring misery. "Head up bitch. Legs down! On your knees!" Dee's
teeth were actually chattering with another of the night's repressed cunt rewards. She
shook and shivered as if outside and naked on a 13 degree day. The tooth-sliced clit still
leaped and flexed in an unfulfilling air fuck.

The tit bondage had been on almost too long. Her mother began to remove it as fast as she
could. Released from her back, they sprung to the front where they smashed into each other
with a resounding SLAPPP. Dee screamed and attempted to stop them with her hands. It was
of little use. They continued to bob and weave.

"Now, cunt breath, who is it that said they would not eat pussy tonight? Who has all the
slot slobber on their face and in their hair? Whose nose is actually fucking runny with
pussy oil at the moment? Who is almost ready to have a seizure because they need more clit
to chew? How many sluts in this wide world do you suppose can get their whole face into
their pussy Deanna, and still have room left over? Who has a long thick wad of snot
hanging from their oily cave at the moment? Who is the low-life, ding bat, shit-bitch who
would eat their own pussy with the vigor of a starving sow in a corn crib? And, who in the
hell begged to have her tits beaten off of her putrid, freaky body, just to have a cum?
Who the fuck would do that Deanna?"

 Deanna's cunt throbbed and spasms as she absorbed the harangues with increasing
humiliation. She began sobbing and hung her head in abject abasement as her mother began
reducing her to a sobbing hulk of contemptuous, wretchedness and scorn that more than
matched the evidence of her bloody and shredded physical abuse. "You are nothing more than
slippery cow shit on the bottom of a mangy goat's hoof Deanna. A puking, sick hyena is
more respectable. In fact, a three day old pile of maggot-filled buzzard shit is sure as
hell more attractive than you are at the moment. I have scraped month old crust out of the
garbage pails that was more worthy than your are Deanna. Jesus, the pain I went through to
birth a shit maggot like you into this otherwise beautiful world. I think it may be
necessary to bury you in a box 20 feet under the ground and feed you nothing but duck shit
until such time as you agree to be beaten to a pulp with a plow handle and used for
compost in the vegetable garden." Deanna screamed and wailed as she attempted to grab her
tit swallowed clit

"You are going to be nothing more than my very used toilet brush from this day forward
Deanna. I'll have you drinking your own piss directly out of your catheter-stuffed pee
hole for the rest of your life with me. You will seldom know the satisfying pleasure of a
real piss when your bladder is about to explode. You may even become a shit eater Deanna.
You sure as hell will eat your meals out of the toilet as promised. You will stay naked
and bound as often as possible. You will be beaten no less than twice a day. You will work
constantly when not attending to your schoolwork, which you will damn well do with better
than average proficiency. I will arrange for you to be humiliated in a thousand different
ways in and out of school and at home. You will vomit, piss and shit yourself at home and
in public. You will bathe only when I allow you too. The majority of your bathing needs
will be accomplished by your mouth only. This especially means your menstruation hygiene
needs Deanna. No more tampons or pads you fucking spawn of a slug. You will ream, suck and
lick your cunt clean by mouth only, no less than five times a day during your periods. You
will sleep under the porch, in the stalls, the compost heap, with the dogs, or in the old
outhouse which will be your only private place to stay when I give permission. You will be
allowed to shit only when I permit, which will be no more than three times a week."

Dee began crying aloud and jerking her clit as her mother continued. She was completely
sexually absorbed by what was being promised and how it was being communicated to her.

"You will be allowed only one friend who I will monitor and approve. If I allow you to
attend social events, it will be with the stipulation that you do so while enduring the
most agonizing bondage and humiliating appearance that the law will allow. You will eat
only four regular meals a week. You will get daily vitamins and supplements but you will
rarely be allowed solid food. You will perform stringent exercises each day to stay in
firm, fit shape. You will be required to masturbate many times a day without cumming." Dee
began wailing and sobbing louder.

"We will also stretch your tits and cunt in a variety of painful methods each day. You
will go to sleep at midnight and awake at five to begin your chores while naked and thrust
up in different ways. I will torture your cavernous cunt unmercifully without allowing you
release. You will crawl on your tits, belly, hands, and knees as often as possible to get
from one place to another at home and in public when possible. You will address everyone,
including your most hated classmates, as sir or ma'am. You will go barefoot as often as
possible and wear painfully small; open-toed shoes when at school or where necessary. You
are my wonderful well-loved slave- bitch daughter Deanna. Let go of your clit and hug
Mama. I have one more surprise for you."