[Warning!! This is the most graphically violent chapter of Sunder
yet. The story deals with hard S&M and other unsavoury topics.
Anyone who might be offended by such is warned to delete this file
now.
These stories are only fantasy. The author in no way endorses the
actions of any of the characters. Most of them are truly sick human
beings and I try to highlight that. Don't try any of this stuff at
home.]
CHAPTER EIGHT
Danielle
The sensory chair locked back into the viewing position.
Danielle shivered as she waited for the screen to come back on. At
least she would be more comfortable now that the dildo had been
removed from her mouth. She still had the ones in her other holes,
but they didn't hurt quite as much as the one that had been stuffed
down her throat.
The wires attached to all erogenous zones started sending
fleeting impulses of pleasure through her body, in preparation for
the next scene. Right on cue, the screen came alive. She still
couldn't believe how bright and vivid the images were. It almost
felt like she could reach into the picture and touch someone.
The setting this time was a large, brightly lit cell or
dungeon area. The camera panned over the grey stone walls then came
to rest on a bound figure. It was a very young man. Well, he was
more of a boy than a man. Danielle judged him to be maybe fifteen
or sixteen. He was suspended naked from the ceiling, his legs
spread in a manner that Danielle was quickly becoming familiar
with. Iron cuffs were locked tightly around his wrists and ankles.
His hands and feet were slightly purple because of this. He was
gagged with a rubber ball. Danielle found herself sympathizing.
The scene, though, was not what she'd been expecting. The
emphasis so far had been so completely on women that seeing a bound
male left her momentarily confused. She heard Adelle chuckle from
somewhere behind her head.
"Surprised?" her mistress asked her. "Sandy, pause the tape
just a second." The picture froze. Adelle leaned over her so that
she could look into her eyes. "You see," Adelle explained, "just
because I've so little use for the male of the species, I don't expect
that all my subjects must be raving lesbians. While I train all my
slaves to respond strongly to women, I do not seek to break any
hetero or bi tendencies they already have. Actually, I prefer it if
some of my slaves are bisexual. There are times I like to watch a
man and woman make love. I also like having female slaves that are
completely straight so I can forcibly rape them. I get off on the
horror I cause them by doing that. And I also have my completely
lesbian slaves raped by men from time to time. It makes true man-
haters out of them."
Adelle paused and came around to stand in front of the chair
so that Danielle could feast her eyes on the cruel young woman's
beautiful face and perfect breasts. "However, it is necessary that
all women learn how to take charge of men from time to time and
enjoy it. They should learn that causing a man pain can be almost
as much fun as torturing another woman. They should not fear men
simply because they are men. They should not hesitate to do what
they want with them."
"Look at him," Adelle commanded, moving out of the way of the
screen. Danielle obediently focused on the stilled image. "He's a
handsome young buck, isn't he?"
The boy was very attractive, Danielle thought. He was a not
very tall, maybe five six or seven, and slight of build, but while
he was not bulky, but he was all muscle. He had short, wavy black hair
and a face like a teen idol. He wasn't very hairy. Actually there
could almost have been something feminine about him. But there was
no mistaking his sex. While it was hard to determine how large his
shrivelled penis would be when erect, he had a very large pair of
balls dangling so very temptingly between his bound legs.
"Watch," said Adelle, "and learn. Sandy, start the tape."
The action resumed. Suddenly, two young girls entered the
picture in the company of an older woman. Danielle didn't recognize
any of them. But when the girls giggled and spoke, she recognized
their voices. They were the girls that had put the pins in her
feet, and that had then helped her into the room!
She found herself admiring their youthful naked bodies and was
briefly ashamed. What was happening to her? Had she suddenly become
a pedophile? They were still children! Okay, she had to admit that
for children they had nicely-developed little bodies. But still! It
wasn't right for her to be turned on by girls that were barely into
their teens! What kind of pervert was she being turned into?
In an effort to tear her eyes away from the charming young
sexpots, she focused on their adult companion. No doubt, she
thought, this was another of Adelle's "slave-trainers" or
something. This one was a tall, statuesque blonde with a really
sweet girl-next-door face. She looked like the kind of woman that
would have been a cheerleader in her teenage years. Danielle
guessed her to be in her middle twenties, perhaps twenty five. She
was about five foot nine or ten. Most of that was due to her long
legs. They weren't slender legs either, being well padded around
the thighs.
Danielle was surprised at how much more she noticed about the
female form all of the sudden. She found herself picking up every
detail. The woman wore her honey-coloured hair shoulder length, and
had twinkling blue eyes with a mischievous mouth that just seemed
to water whenever she glanced at the bound boy. Her breasts,
Danielle judged, probably could have stood a little enhancement.
They weren't that small. They just looked that way on her frame.
She had a lush middle and looked like she could stand to lose five
or six pounds too. But it was not an unpleasant effect. Her hips
were wide and her behind was well-rounded. Her shaved pubes were
chubby and concealed all her inner pink charms.
The tall blonde trainer reached walked up to the dangling boy
and reached out a hand to stroke his belly. She smiled when she
noticed the twitch in his cock. She turned to face the two young
girls. "Okay, Pam and Nina, this is Simon. He's your living sex
doll. And this," she said reaching between the spread legs and
fondling the flaccid cock, "is Simon's peter." Pam giggled at the
joke. Nina looked more than just a tiny bit uncomfortable.
"Do you know what it is you're going to be learning today?"
the tall blonde trainer asked her petite students.
Nina shrugged. Pam smiled a dazzlingly cute little smile. "How
to suck cock, Mistress Jane?"
Jane laughed. She had a high, girlish laugh, totally out of
character with her position, Danielle thought. "No, my little slut.
True, you're going to have to learn how to suck a cock. You're also
going have to learn how to use your hands and tits to make a guy
feel good." Nina made a face. Jane noticed and grinned. "But not
today. Today you're going to learn how to make a man hurt, and
you're going to learn to like it! Doesn't that sound yummy?"
Pam nodded and licked her thick, pouty lips. The idea seemed
to fire her youthful imagination. Nina seemed a less enthusiastic.
Jane laughed. "Do I detect a budding young lesbian here? What's the
matter dear, don't you like men? Or does the idea of hurting him
turn you off?"
Nina looked up at her for a long moment, then shrugged. "I'm
sorry mistress, but he reminds me a little bit of my brother. I
know I shouldn't let that bother me, but it does. And yes,
mistress, I do like girls better, especially pretty ones like you!"
Jane laughed. "Flattery will get you everywhere, but never for
long! You have to understand, Nina, that Mistress Adelle owns you,
and she will, from time to time, lend you out as a toy. Sometimes
she will lend you to women, and sometimes to men. Some of them will
have sex with you, and others will just torture you. Sometimes they
will do both. Some men, or women for that matter, will want you to
play the part of the "slutty innocent". Others will want you to be
the totally submissive slave. And, sometimes, they will want you to
play the nasty, cruel little-girl-dominatrix and either be their
mistress for a few hours, or else help them in torturing someone
else. That victim could be a boy or a girl. You have to be ready to
handle whatever comes up! Now you don't have to like men. Being a
girl-lover is fine. Some of the men you'll be given to will
appreciate forcing themselves on a budding young lesbian. But you
do have to know how to make them cream, and also how to make them
scream."
Jane turned to the bound young man who was watching this whole
thing with frightened eyes. She smiled at what she saw. In spite of
his fear, there was no doubt he found the sight of the naked woman
and two naked young girls irresistible. His penis had grown erect
and was now jutting out close to seven inches. He was not very
thick, but then he was young yet, and perhaps had not fully
developed.
He certainly had nothing to be ashamed of, Danielle thought to
herself. She found herself becoming aroused once again. She was
gratified that she could still respond sexually to the male form.
She had been afraid that this training would allow her to become
aroused only by women or something. She would have missed the feel
of a warm cock in her pussy, or a jet of cum on her tongue. She had
never been a really kinky lover, but she'd always had a taste for
sex that was a little on the dirty side.
On the screen, Jane was reaching out to fondle Simon's
scrotum. She cupped his balls in her large but delicate hand,
hefting them experimentally. Simon's cock twitched as it tried to
grow bigger. "Notice how he likes this." she said to her charges.
"Most men get a kick out of being sized up by a woman. Not all of
them would admit to it however. Try it. Take his tool in hand and
play with it as if you're checking it for size."
They did as they were told, first Pam and then Nina. Each took
her turn at placing a petite hand under the boy's balls and
stroking his now huge erection with the fingers of the other. Pam
seemed to be getting a real kick out of it. Nina acted like she
just wanted to get the whole thing over with. Before she could let
go, however, Jane walked up behind her and told her to wait.
"There's another way to handle a male organ I want you to
learn. You treat it like it belongs to you and you don't care for
it much! Do the same thing that you were doing before. This time
though, use your fingers to actually grab each of his balls as if
you're trying to figure out how big they are, and give them a
careless little squeeze."
Pam came to stand right next to her little friend looking on
almost jealously as Nina did as she was told. Jane watched the
girl's performance critically. She shook her head at what she saw.
"No, you silly little bitch! That's not what I meant! When I said
to squeeze his balls carelessly, I meant squeeze them like you
don't care if it hurts him or not."
Pam looked up at her mistress. "May I try please?"
Jane smiled at the cute little girl's eagerness. "Of course!
It's your lesson too!"
Pam took her place before the throbbing purple cock and
reached out with her pretty little hands. With her left, she took
a firm grip on the rigid organ. With her right, she grabbed his
balls. Danielle couldn't tell exactly what she did, but the bound
boy suddenly jerked, his eyes going wide. Jane laughed and Pam
giggled, pleased by this reaction.
"Very good, Pam. You seem to be a natural when it comes to cocks!"
Pam smiled and did it again. The boy moaned into his gag, his
eyes starting to water. Pam ran her tongue over her lips, turned on
by her sudden power.
Pam would have continued hurting the poor boy, but Jane gently
put her hand on the girl's shoulder and pulled her back. "Very
good, dear! You deserve a reward. You may kiss my pussy."
Danielle smiled. The look on Pam's face made it clear she's
much rather have kept squeezing on the boy's balls. But she
obediently went to her knees before the tall woman, who had to
squat a bit to bring her pussy down to the young girl's mouth. Jane
sighed, a blissful smile adorning her features. The scene certainly
didn't lessen the dangling boy's aroused state. His cock, which had
lost a little rigour while Pam had teased his balls, reared to its
full extension once again.
Jane looked across at Nina. "You must learn to enjoy abusing
cocks. I want you stand in front of Simon. Go ahead. Now I want you
to make a fist." She panted as she spoke. Pam was obviously
talented with more than just cocks. Danielle felt a stirring in her
own privates. It didn't feel like it was due to the chair. "Now
punch him in the balls!"
Nina closed her little hand into a fist. She drew it back
uncertainly. Danielle understood her hesitation. Up until this
morning she would have felt the same. But she found she wanted to
see it happen. She wanted the little girl to punch the helpless boy
in the groin. She found herself wishing she were in Nina's place.
After having been the victim all day, she would get a real kick out
of something like that!
With her head half turned away, her eyes almost shut, Nina
jabbed her fist up into Simon's balls. As punches went, it was a
real dud. It was a very girlish blow to start with, clumsily
launched. At the last second it veered slightly off target so that
she only glanced the boy's scrotum. Of course it still hurt. Simon
gasped into his gag, and his legs pulled against his restraints as
they tried to curl up to protect his vulnerable privates. But all
in all, it wasn't even painful enough to make the boy lose his
erection.
Jane certainly wasn't impressed. "Girl, you are beginning to
annoy me! Why can't you be more like you're little friend here? I
bet she'd love to have a chance to lay into that boy's crotch." She
looked down into Pam's upturned eyes. They almost begged her to be
given the chance. Jane smiled. "Don't worry dear. Finish the job
you're doing on my cunt and I'll let you use those pretty little
feet of yours on him!"
Pam resumed sucking cunt with even greater enthusiasm. Jane
sucked in a breath as the girl's tongue found a particularly
responsive zone. The tall woman closed her eyes for a moment to
more fully savour the moment. When she turned her attention once
more on Nina, her face was flushed, her breathing rapid and
shallow, and it was clear she was close to orgasm.
"One more chance, little bitch!" she half whispered. "I want
to hear him scream to help me cum. Make it good or you'll be the
one screaming!"
Nina looked at the exposed cock and balls and it was clear she
really didn't want anything to do with them. Again she made a fist,
but neither her heart nor her groin was in it. There was no
authority in her stance. She threw an uppercut, shutting her eyes
as she did. All she hit was Simon's thigh.
Danielle had been watching with mounting excitement. While she
wouldn't admit it to herself, she had wanted to see the blow
connect. When it didn't happen, she found herself getting angry
with Nina. If she were in Jane's place, she would teach the little
bitch a real lesson!
From what happened next, Jane had the same idea. She'd been
riding Pam's face to orgasm, expecting Simon's suffering to trigger
her come. The let-down left her frustrated. "Come here you little
bitch!" She yelled at the young girl. "Now! Right now! Kneel!"
Nina went white with fear, and timidly did as ordered. She
slowly walked over to where Jane was squatting, and went to her
knees, eyes on the floor.
"Look at me!" Jane snarled. "What's so fucken hard about
hitting someone between the legs? Nothing! That's what! I'll show
you! Spread 'em! Spread those knees and lean back!"
As Nina followed orders, Jane got up off Pam's face, moved in
front of her, brought her foot back, and drove it between the
girl's spread legs. She hit Nina so hard, the young girl was
knocked onto her back.
Nina screamed, her hands moving down to clutch her battered
cunt. Jane knelt astraddle her head, grabbed her by the ears, and
pulled the face up against her crotch. "You like women so much?
Here then! Suck on this! Pam?"
Pam did a little bow, playing the favourite and liking it.
"Yes, Mistress?"
"Hit Simon in the balls for me! Hard! I need it to make me cum!"
Danielle felt the stimulation in all her sensitive areas
increase. But she hardly needed the chair to arouse her at this
point. She wanted to see Simon squirm as much as Jane did. She held
her breath as saucy little Pam sauntered over to the bound boy. The
little girl seemed as eager to go through with this order as Nina
had been to avoid it. She reached out first to fondle the cock. It
twitched in her hand. She leaned over and kissed it right on the
tip. Then she took half a step back, made a fist, and punched the
boy hard right in the nuts.
Simon's face went from red to purple, becoming a mask of pure
anguish as waves of pain shot through him. He jerked so hard
against his bondage he was in danger of dislocating his joints. His
cries were so frenzied not even the gag could muffle them.
Danielle felt a surge of pleasure shoot through her body. It
was due to the chair. But she didn't mind. She cheered it on! She
needed to come really bad right away. She didn't care if it was
natural or induced.
On screen, Jane was going through the same thing. She was
panting hard, grinding her groin into Nina's sobbing face. She
wasn't being the least bit gentle with the girl either, moving off
her from time to time only to slap her hard. Her eyes were focused
on the suffering youth. "Again, Pam! Hit him again!"
"Yes!" Danielle muttered to herself. She felt the pleasure in
her groin peaking. She was so close to coming! "Do it, bitch! Do
it!" She didn't realize she was saying it out loud. She didn't see
Adelle raise her eyebrow in pleased surprise as the blond mistress
read the intensity of Danielle's response on her monitors.
Pam hit Simon again, just as hard. She took her time because
the boy was squirming so much. She wanted to make sure she hit him
just right. As the victim began thrashing about in renewed agony,
Jane ground herself down extra hard on Nina's face and came.
Danielle felt a sharp shock go through her pussy, and she came as
well.
It was a long, intense orgasm. The leads attached to her body
kept feeding her pleasure centres, extending the sensations she was
feeling. She didn't fight it. She just lay back and enjoyed it all.
When it finally ended, and she returned her attention to the
screen, she realized that she must have missed a bit of the action.
Jane was no longer astride Nina, and Nina was no longer lying
on the floor. Instead, the sexy young girl was standing against a
wall with her legs spread wide and her pretty ass jutting out. Jane
was sticking a wired dildo up into the girl's tight asshole. Nina
was squealing as the cold metal was forced inside her. A second
wire dangled from her pussy, evidence that another dildo had
already been inserted there. Pam was lying on her stomach kissing
and licking Jane's feet. Every so often she looked at what was
being done to Nina and giggled.
"You had your chance, you little bitch," Jane was saying to
Nina. "You blew it good. Now you're going to get a little extra
special training. That dildo in your pussy is a pleasure inducer.
The one up your ass will induce pain. Once turned on, it will do
that continuously, the pain building in intensity until the cycle
is interrupted. The only way to interrupt it is to trigger the
pleasure dildo."
She gently kicked Pam's face away from her, took the wires
dangling from the girl's bottom and plugged them into a machine.
She took another set of wires already attached to the device, and
moved over to the dangling Simon. "What I'm going to do is attach
these feed-back sensors to Simon's groin." She began taping the
wires to the inside of the boy's thighs. "They will pick up only
high intensity stimuli, which in this case means pain. They could
also be triggered by pleasure, but that would be much harder to do.
The dildo in your pussy can only be made to go off by triggering
Simon's sensors. In other words, the pain in your ass will keep
getting worse until you hurt Simon. But when you do hit him, the
pain will stop, and be replaced by pleasure."
"Now even with your aversion to touching his cock, this set up
could be too easy. Well, you've lost your chance at an easy escape,
so we'll have to make the game more interesting, won't we?"
Jane fetched two pair of steel cuffs. She bent down and cuffed
Nina's ankles together. There was only three inches of chain
between them, making it hard, but not impossible, for the girl to
shuffle about. Then Jane cuffed the girl's hands behind her back.
She stood back to look at her slave. "Hm, almost ready! Just a
couple of more touches."
The tall blonde vixen fetched a helmet that seemed made of
stiffened leather. She brought it over to Nina and showed her the
inside. Short metal nails jutted out. Smiling, Jane carefully
placed it onto Nina's head. "Hold still or these nails will hurt
you bad!" She laughed as she gently pressed the helmet down until
Nina, feeling the metal points against her scalp, gasped.
Then Jane passed a strap under Nina's chin and buckled it
fairly tightly. The result was that the pretty girl couldn't even
open her mouth in comfort because moving her jaws pulled the nails
down against her head. Still, considering how she was bound, it
seemed that her mouth might be the easiest part of her body to use
on Simon. She could always nibble on him hard!
"Now there are just two more rules. If you try to hurt him the
same way more than once, you will be penalized. Not only will I
keep the pain dildo from turning off during that time, but you will
receive extra jolts of pain equal in number to the times you tried
the same torture again. Do you understand me?"
Nina nodded miserably. Jane turned to look at Pam. "The second
rule is that Pam will be whipping you the whole time. Here Pam,
take this." Jane handed Pam a slender birch rod. "You can hit her
anywhere except on the face, and you can hit her as hard as you
like! The session will continue for at least a half hour. I hope
you don't get tired before then!" Jane told her eager little helper.
Jane walked over to the machine, and began setting the
switches. She looked at Nina, a cruel grin on her face, and said,
"Let's begin."
Danielle was watching the scene intently. Jane pressed a
switch. Nina jerked and screamed as the dildo in her ass began to
hurt her. Suddenly, there was a severe pain in Danielle's own ass!
The dildo lodged in her behind felt like it was burning her
sphincter muscles. Danielle screeched!
Her pain was mirroring what Nina had felt, she realized! After
the initial shock, she realized that while it hurt a lot, it was
nothing like the agonies she'd already had to endure that day. She
could not block the pain out, but she could resist it.
On screen, Nina was having a harder time coping with her own
torture. In part that was because she also had to deal with Pam
caning her. The plump little tart was happily bringing the slender
birch rod down hard onto Nina's body. There was no particular
target for her blows. She landed them on Nina's back, her breasts,
belly, hips, and thighs. For the first few minutes, Nina just
curled up into a ball and took them.
Then the ass-pain got worse. Danielle stiffened in her own
bondage. It felt like the flesh of her anus was being melted away.
"Fuck! Fuck you! Get up and hurt him, bitch!" she yelled at the
figure on the screen. Her only hope, she realized, was if the
mirror pain she was feeling would also stop if Nina's stopped. The
only way Nina's would stop was if she would hurt the damned boy!
The increased pain was too much for Nina to just lie down and
take. She rolled to her knees and struggled to her feet. Walking in
a half crouch, her stomach cramped by the searing pain shooting
through her, she moved to stand before the dangling young man. Her
eyes focused on his crotch.
For a second, she wasn't sure what she was going to do. She
just stood there looking at her intended victim. Pam took the
opportunity to land some vicious blows on her full, tight ass. Then
as Danielle mentally cursed her to do something, Nina slipped a
shoulder underneath the boy's dangling balls and drove it upwards
as hard as she could.
Even as young Simon screamed into his gag, Danielle felt the
burning in her ass subside and a wonderful sensation fill her
pussy. In fact, her ass felt completely undamaged! She'd sort of
known that it was unlikely any real damage was being done to her,
but it had hurt so much that she had begun to worry! Now though it
felt like hundreds of wet cool tongues were licking her pussy
simultaneously, bringing her delightfully close to an orgasm.
On screen, Nina had closed her eyes and was savouring her own
reprieve. Jane had made Pam pause the caning as well. She wanted
Nina to appreciate what hurting the boy had done for her so that
she would be less hesitant the next time.
Danielle had just started to wonder if they'd be allowed to
come when the pleasure suddenly ended and the pain in her ass
resumed. Again it started slowly. She looked up at the screen and
hoped that Nina wouldn't wait so long to act this time around.
Nina seemed unsure of what to do next. They way she was bound
limited her options, as did the height at which the boy was hung.
She seemed to think about using her mouth, but as she drew close,
the idea apparently repulsed her, and she drew back. Pam started
striking her again, this time raising lovely red welts all over
Nina's slender calves.
Danielle was praying that Nina would do something before the
pain reached the next stage of intensity. Nina finally did. She
turned around and backed up against the bound boy. She bent forward
and reached up with her bound hands. Taking the boys testicles in
her pretty little fingers, she gave them a nasty squeeze.
Both she and Danielle sighed in relief. The pain disappeared.
The pleasure resumed. This time it was a little more intense as
well. It brought Danielle a little closer to orgasm. But again it
ended too soon, leaving her feeling cheated.
This time, when the pain started again, Nina didn't hesitate
at all. She lay down on the floor and stretched her legs up between
the boy's legs. With a little effort she was able to kick her feet
up into his groin, and the torture ceased before it had fully begun.
But Danielle suddenly realized something else. This scene was
going to be lasting a while, and there were only so many ways Nina
could hurt the boy. It would be wiser perhaps for the girl to take
her time between each little torture. The first level of dildo pain
was not hard to resist. If she waited until just after the
intensity shot up, she could use up more of the clock.
Nina didn't figure that out. Perhaps it was because Pam had
not stopped caning her this time, and the added discomfort was too
distracting. She was being hurt and yet immensely turned on at the
same time, and her thoughts were completely confused.
The moment the pain began again, Nina reached up with her feet
and trapped the boy's balls between her big toes. She squeezed them
together. Apparently, this did count as a unique torture because
she was not penalized.
In the midst of another hazy bout of pleasure, Danielle
focused her attention on Jane. The tall blond bitch was fingering
herself with one hand and playing with her breasts with the other.
She was concentrating on Simon's agony and discomfort, apparently
incredibly turned on by that spectacle.
Danielle didn't blame her. The handsome young buck was
dripping with sweat as he spasmed in his bondage. His face was red
and purple, tears pouring down his livid cheeks. His cock had
shrivelled from all the abuse, but still hung down half hard. He
had been teased so much just before the tortures had begun that he
could not get it completely down without relief, no matter what was
done to him.
Pam had knelt before Nina's ass as the slender girl had raised
her legs up, and during the time Nina had squeezed Simon's balls,
Pam had managed to guide her birch rod down onto the girl's tender
shaved pussy. Nina yelped, but the pleasure dildo had set off again
then, and the sensation of the blow also transformed to pleasure.
Now though Nina was running out of ideas. She rolled back onto
her feet just as the pain dildo in her ass kicked back in. She
moved in front of Simon and just stood there. Now perhaps she
realized what Danielle had already figured out. She seemed to brace
herself to resist the agony in her behind for as long as it took.
Pam moved in behind her and began lashing the back of her
thighs and the tender spot behind the knees. She, at least, seemed
to be having a wonderful time. She put every part of her body into
each swing, her full breasts swinging around wildly and looking
cute and sexy.
The ass pain reached the next highest intensity. Danielle
howled and silently wished for the figure on the screen to make her
move. Nina must really have hated the thought of using her mouth
because she head-butted Simon instead. This was in spite of the
nails lining the inside of her head-gear.
Danielle had to commend her courage, even as she watched the
slender girl fall to the floor in agony. She was glad that she was
not wired up to Nina's head! As she watched, a tiny single rivulet
of blood trickled out from beneath the helmet and ran down the
girl's forehead. Danielle thought it looked very sexy. She also
realized she no longer cared if it was sick of her to think
something like that!
The ass pain was well into the second level of intensity
before Nina recovered her wits again. Danielle was no longer upset
with her. The girl was certainly doing her best! The only thing
that Danielle could think of now was for Nina to bite him.
Nina was thinking the same thing. With tears of surrender in
her eyes, she brought her mouth down close to the young man's
member. She carefully opened it and choking back a sob, she sucked
an inch of the boy's half hard penis into her mouth. Then she bit
it. She bit it so hard that she drew blood!
"Yes!" Jane shrieked, as she rubbed herself fiercely. "Fuck
yes! That's gorgeous! Shit, I'm going to cum!"
Danielle herself now felt so proud of Nina. The girl had come
through. She'd fought her own revulsion and down what had needed
doing! But there was still time to run on the clock! What could she
do for an encore?
At least Jane was so pleased at Nina's progress that she
ordered Pam to stop caning her. "That's enough now, dear," she
sighed. "The little slut has enough to occupy her attention for the
next ten or fifteen minutes. Why don't you come eat me and see if
you can get me off again before this is over?"
Pam did as she was told, reluctantly putting down the whip and
coming to kneel before Jane's very wet pussy. She daintily began
licking away, trying her best to look cute and adorable while doing
it. Jane grabbed a handful of her hair, gave her a sharp slap
across the face, sighed, and pulled her back against her hot pussy.
Nina was licking the blood from her lips. When the pain in her
ass started again, she braced herself and held out as long as she
could. She was a very erotic sight now. There were few spots on her
tender young body that were not decorated with angry red welts. In
a few spots she showed signs of bruising, a testament to the force
with which Pam had hit her.
When Nina could no longer hold out, she moved her face below
Simon's balls. She slowly opened her mouth. Danielle smiled,
excited. Off course! Biting the boy's cock and biting his balls was
not the same thing! God! She couldn't wait to see this!
As Danielle had guessed she would, Nina sucked one of the
large testicles into her mouth. She seemed to be trying to
manoeuvre it between her molars. When she had it where she wanted,
she paused as if to give Jane time to realize what was going to
happen.
Jane began panting. She wasn't the only one to catch on to
what was going to happen. Simon began squirming. His muffled whines
were unmistakably pleas for mercy! But Nina had been pushed past
the point of mercy. The only thing that mattered to her now was
surviving the pain she was feeling, and perhaps enjoying the reward
of the pleasure this act would give her.
Nina bit down hard on Simon's ball.
She used her tongue and some suction to hold him in place, and
with all her resolve, she crushed the boy's testicle. Simon's eyes
rolled up till only the whites showed. His entire body spasmed,
then he mercifully passed out. Nina continued grinding her teeth
over the grisly nugget of flesh till only a mashed pulp remained.
Then she pulled her mouth away, and spat a thick wad of blood onto
the floor. Some of the thick spittle refused to break away and
splashed against her chin, from there dripping down onto her breasts.
Jane was in ecstasy! The scene was enough to make her come
again. As she abandoned herself to her pleasures, she pulled Pam's
face from her pussy and began smacking it with her closed fist
until blood ran from Pam's nose and mouth. Then she threw the now
sobbing little girl to the floor.
"Congratulations, Nina! You've just passed your test. For that
last performance, I'm ending your torture now." She turned off the
pain machine. Back in the sensory room, Danielle sighed her relief
that she would not be made to feel that awful ass-pain again!
Then Jane walked over to the unconscious boy and put out a
hand to feel his out his bloody scrotum. What she found made her
eyes go wide with delight! "Oh shit dear! You've ruined him!" She
was smiling broadly as she said this. "We're going to have to find
a new boy if you're going to have your cock-sucking lessons. This
one's never going to be able to use his to its fullest again!" She
fondled the bitten member. "It's a shame to let him keep it now
that it's no good for anything any more. It will only serve to
remind him of what he lost. Let's get rid of it for him!"
As her excitement mounted, out of the corner of her eye,
Danielle saw Sandy signal Adelle. "Mistress, shall I stop the tape
now?"
"No," Adelle replied. "She's really into this scene. Let's let
her enjoy the end of it and we can call it quits for tonight! She's
come so far so fast, I think we can call the evening a success."
Danielle returned her attention to the scene in time to see
Jane fetch what appeared to be a really sharp scalpel. At the same
time, she felt the instruments she was wired to begin stimulating
her with pleasure in all her sensitive areas, her breasts, her ass,
her pussy, even in her toes!
Jane had also fetched a small bottle which she now opened and
waved under Simon's nose. With a muffled screech, the boy came back
to consciousness. As he began to remember where he was and what had
happened to him, Jane fetched a large mirror. She positioned it
before him so that he could see what had been done to his crotch.
Simon didn't really need the mirror to know that he'd been
severely wounded, but the pain had been so intense that some part
of his brain had shut off and he could no longer really feel his
crotch. What he saw made him try to howl into his gag. This time
all his jerking around made him pop his shoulder joint. This new
pain almost knocked him out again.
"Pam," Jane said, unable to keep her extreme excitement from
her voice, "since Nina got to have all the fun so far, why don't
you do the honours? Take the scalpel and cut off his dick!"
Pam quickly crawled over to where the scalpel lay at Jane's
feet. She picked it up almost reverently, then moved to kneel
before Simon's bloodied crotch. As Danielle watched, her artificial
ecstasy threatening to overwhelm her, Pam smiled and took the tip
of Simon's penis between her cute fingers and pulled the pathetic
worm of flesh out as far from his body as it would go. Then she put
the scalpel to its base and with one quick flick of the wrist, she
sliced it off.
Blood began to pour forth in great quantities from that wound.
Simon passed out once again. Jane made no effort to either awaken
him, or to staunch the flow. Instead she knelt down next to Pam and
kissed the pretty girl full on the mouth. She took the scalpel from
her hand and used it to slit the bottom of Simon's scrotum. With
deft and practised fingers, she fished out the still intact testicle.
Danielle was panting from the intense pleasure she was being
made to feel now. As she watched with morbid fascination, Jane cut
the ball free and held it in front of her face. "Do you know," the
blond mistress said to her young charges, "that in some countries
the testicles of an animal are held to be a great delicacy? I don't
see why the human animal's should be any different!"
The last thing Danielle saw before she exploded with a senses-
shattering orgasm, a scene that would haunt her sleep for weeks
giving her eerily delicious dreams, was Jane popping the severed
testicle into her mouth and eating it. Then the machine-made
pleasure coursing through her reached an intensity greater than
she could handle. Even as she came, she passed out.
Lisa
As Lisa caught her breath, Leisha reacted instantly. She
reached out with her foot and with a slap of her toes, she put out
the candle that was slipping free of May's own tiny digits. "Now
now dearie," she purred at the sobbing May. "We don't want to
fricassee you before you've had a fair chance to give in, do we?"
She knelt down and quickly put the tiny candle back into
position. Then she relit it with the one she held in her hand. The
other two candles were still burning merrily away, and were
starting to drip wax down onto May's tender foot. Leisha waited to
see what May's reaction would be and whether she would have to keep
the girl from being prematurely roasted yet again.
But May was not stupid. She knew how close she'd come to being
severely hurt! When the hot wax began reaching her toes, she took
a deep breath and held it, clenching her teeth tightly. Her foot
twitched in its restraint, and she gasped slightly. However, the
wax cooled as it ran down the candle, and while it stung, it was
not a serious pain.
Satisfied that everything was under control, Leisha smiled and
got to her feet. She prepared to resume tormenting the pretty
little bitch.
Lisa looked down at her plate. Her rare steak was more than
half finished. She sighed, wryly wondering what other wonderful
surprise she would get for dessert.
Leisha brought the candle to the back of May's neck and began
dripping wax onto it. She held the candle close so the wax couldn't
cool on the way down. May gasped and tried to move her head away.
From what Lisa could see, it looked like the candle's flame was
uncomfortably close to the back of May's skull.
"No, please, no!" May sobbed. "Stop it, Mistress, you're
hurting me!" Leisha ignored her.
Instead, the cruel black mistress put the candle out against
the tender scruff of May's neck. The little darling let out a high-
pitched squeal and began sobbing with renewed vigour. Leisha
brought her nose close to the burn and sniffed it. "Ah, now there's
a truly delicate aroma," she drawled lovingly. "Even better than
the smell of fresh coffee!"
Lisa smiled briefly. She was beginning to like Leisha just a
little. Not that she'd stopped finding the big black woman
intimidating, but she was starting to appreciate her sense of
style. Perhaps when she got her promotion, Lisa thought, the two of
them could work together and form a good team. Leisha would make a
good right-hand woman. Lisa wondered if Stephen would let her have her.
Leisha relit the candle. She brought it before May's face.
"Let me tell you some more about your choices, little bitch. It's
still not too late for you to take the easy way out. I'm going to
keep torturing you with this candle until you either agree to help
me, or until the lighter fluid ignites and you go up in flames.
Once things go past a certain point, it will be too late for you."
Leisha paused for effect. "In a way I hope you continue to say
no. I'm going to enjoy burning you. I'm going to roast those tasty
little nipples of yours. You're never going to see them reach their
full female maturity! You're never going to know how good it feels
to have them sucked on and nibbled. Then I'm going to mark the rest
of those pretty titties and your luscious belly. I'll toast your
ass cheeks and put the candle out against your asshole. Then I'll
work on your little pussy."
She paused again. "Are you going to continue to resist? Won't
you reconsider? I'll set you free. All you have to do is turn on
the hot plates!"
"No!" May wailed. "I don't want to do that! I don't want to
kill my sister!"
Leisha laughed heartily. "Little fool! April is already dead!
She was dead the moment she walked into this room. But not you! You
can still live. Let me tell you what will happen if you don't
cooperate!"
The tall black woman paused as she relit her candle. She then
slowly brought it down towards one of May's youthful breasts. "As
I was telling you, I'd work on your pussy. I'll hold the flame
beneath your immature little clit until it turns to ashes. Then I'd
do the same to your pussy lips. By that time, the candles between
your toes should ignite the lighter fluid on your leg, and you'd
suffer severe burns to a large area of your body. But even before
that happens, you will have lost your chance to change your mind!"
"No, instead if you've passed out, I will awaken you. Then I
will turn on the hot plates beneath your sister's pretty feet
myself! You will be made to watch what happens! And your sister's
end will be the last thing you'll ever see, because when that's
over, I'll burn out your eyes. Then you'll be thrown into a cold
dungeon cell and left to die slowly of hunger, thirst, and from the
infections setting in on your damaged flesh. Now doesn't that sound
tempting?"
It sure sounded tempting to Lisa! She hoped the stupid child
would continue refusing! She'd get to see two snuffings that way!
Suddenly, a tiny frightened voice said, "It's okay, Sis. Do it."
Lisa turned to see the terrified April looking down on her
tortured sister. The pretty young babe was sobbing herself, but
there was a look of resolve on her face. "Don't let them kill both
of us! Please! Just do what they say. I won't hate you! I love you,
Sis! Save yourself!"
If April had hoped to convince her sister to go through with
Leisha's request, her self-sacrifice only served to make May feel
worse. The pretty girl looked up at her sister and just sobbed
hysterically.
Leisha turned her attention on the younger girl. "Ooh! Hear
that? Little April wants to be a hero! Tell you what, girl. Are you
serious about one of you surviving? If you are, I'll let May here
take your place if you promise to turn on the hot plates!"
April would probably have turned paler if she hadn't already
been as white as a sheet. She looked as if she were going to say
something. Then she paused. When she finally spoke there was a
quaver in her voice. "If May would agree to take my place, then I
would turn on the hot plates. But I won't do it if you force her to
change places with me."
Leisha arched an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh! A counter offer. A
good one too. Yes then. If May wishes, I will let her take your
place." She looked into May's big brown eyes. "What do you say?"
April's ready to throw the switch for you if you'll take her place.
You won't have to kill your younger sister, and one of you will
still survive."
May stared back at Leisha, her eyes filled with fear and
indecision. She looked down at her foot. The candles' flames were
nearing her skin. She only had a few minutes left before her leg
went up in flames.
"You don't have long to decide, bitch!" Leisha snapped
sharply. "It's time to do or die! Will you turn on the plates, take
your sister's place, or burn and then watch your sister die anyway?"
"I'll do it," May said quietly. "I'll take her place."
"Very well!" Leisha sighed. She reached down and snuffed the
candles, removing them from between May's toes. Then she
straightened and looked into May's eyes yet again. "But you have to
cooperate completely. Not only must you not struggle, but you must
help put yourself onto the spike. Agreed?"
A fresh sob escaped the horrified young girl. "Yes! I agree.
Just promise to let April go!"
"Oh, April will be just fine. Don't you worry!" Leisha turned
away from May and towards Lisa, and winked.
Then she began freeing May of her bonds, first untying her
bent back leg, next freeing her foot from the metal holding plate.
She removed the hook holding up the girl's cuffed hands, but didn't
remove the cuffs. "Now, follow me!" Leisha ordered.
She waited while May massaged the feeling back into the leg
that had been pulled up behind her back, then led the way to where
April had her precarious perch. She put her hands around the girl's
slender waist and slowly lifted her off the spike, careful not to
gouge her pussy.
As soon as April was clear of the metal rod, Leisha put her
down and grabbed her by the throat. "Now, bitch," she said to May,
"you're going to go through with your end of the bargain. Put
yourself on the spike the way your sister was or I'll wring her
pretty little neck. There are a couple of small ladders against the
wall over there," she pointed to a corner of the room. "You can use
those if you need them."
May looked at her helpless sister, then looked away. She
slowly went to the corner and dragged back a pair of five foot
aluminum step ladders. She carefully set one up before the spike
and one behind it. Before she could climb on up, April said with a
sob, "Mistress Leisha, can I please kiss her goodbye?"
Leisha laughed. "Why not. May, come here and kiss your
killer!" As May moved, Leisha uncuffed April's hands.
Lisa felt a fresh wetness forming between her legs as she
watched this scene unfold. May came to stand before April. Both the
young girls were crying. "It's okay, April," May said to her
younger sibling. "You can do what you have to do. I love you sis!"
April sniffed as fresh tears ran down her pretty face. "I love
you too!" Their mouths met and they kissed each other. It was a
brief but fiery kiss. Then May turned and walked over to the ladder
that she'd set up behind the spike.
As everyone watched, she climbed the ladder slowly. When her
cunt reached the level of the top of the spike, she stretched out
her right leg till that foot was on the rung of the opposite
ladder. Careful to keep her balance, she reached down with her
cuffed hands and grabbed hold of the spike. Then she slowly
squatted and used the extended thumb of one hand to guide the
opening of her cunt to the tip of the spike.
Slowly she manoeuvred herself down until the spike entered her
tight vagina. Like her sister, she had not been seriously stretched
in that hole before this, so it was a tight fit. When she had
squatted enough to place five inches of the spike into her body,
she moved her right foot off the ladder and onto the right-hand hot
plate. Then she swung her left foot onto the other plate. Looking
across to Mistress Leisha, she let go the spike and moved to stand
up straight.
Leisha let go of April's neck. "Very good, May! Very good!
Now, April, the first thing I want you to do is to go put those two
ladders back in their corner. They've served their purpose." April
nodded numbly and did as she was told.
Lisa stabbed at her plate with her fork only to discover that
she'd finished her meat. It surprised her yet again how watching
the little drama unfolding before her had made her forget what she
was doing! She looked over at Stephen, who, seeing her situation,
clapped his hands to get Leisha's attention.
"Nanny, dearest, will you please fetch Lisa her dessert before
you go any further?" he ordered.
Leisha bowed to him with a smile. "Why certainly. April! When
you're done with putting away the ladders, I want you to come back
here in front of Lisa. You will sit on the floor and wait for me!
Understood?"
"Yes, Mistress Leisha!"
"Good!" Leisha took Lisa's empty plate and left the room.
April came over to where Lisa was sitting and did as she'd
been ordered. Lisa looked at her bruised face and smiled. April
just stared at the ground and sobbed in despair. But, Lisa noticed,
at no time did she make a move to try to help her sister. She
followed her orders completely.
Leisha returned with another large covered tray which she put
down in front of Stephen's reluctant guest. Lisa looked at it,
trying to decided if she really wanted to see what it might
contain. A glance at Stephen's intently observant eyes reminded her
she really didn't have a choice. She crossed her fingers and lifted
off the cover.
She smiled. Now this was a pleasant surprise. Dessert was
jello. Just jello. But the jello was moulded in the form of a naked
woman. It was a perfect sculpture. It was scaled down somewhat, but
it looked like the body of a teenaged girl, complete with breasts
and a well-developed shaved pussy. Now this would be a pleasure to
carve up and eat, Lisa thought!
"I knew you would appreciate dessert!" Stephen chuckled.
"You've been a very good girl, Lisa. Enjoy your reward. I don't
expect you to have to eat all of it. It will be interesting to see
what parts of that little gelatin dolly you carve up!"
Lisa studied it delightedly. It seemed to be made up of
several different flavours. The head was lemon, the pretty titties
were strawberry. The pussy, appropriately enough, was cherry. The
legs were grape, and the pretty little feet were lime. The rest of
the body appeared to be clear, plain, unflavoured jelly. It was
obvious she wouldn't have to eat that. Licking her lips, she took
a clean spoon and jabbed it into a titty. Then, as she brought it
to her mouth, she turned to see what Leisha would do next.
When Leisha saw that Lisa was ready to watch again, she tapped
April's bare head and barked, "Get up, bitch!" April quickly got to
her feet, but her face stayed turned down to the floor.
"Your sister mounted the spike of her own free will. Now
you'll carry out your end of the bargain. Go and turn on the hot
plates!"
April raised her head slowly and looked her Mistress in the
eyes. Then she nodded, and with an incredibly sad look on her face,
she moved over to the hot plate on which her sister's right foot
rested, and she turned the switch on to high. Mechanically, she
went on to do the same to the other. She looked up into May's
terrified face. Her sister looked down at her and nodded. "It's all
right, April. It's all right. I forgive you."
Leisha had reached under the dinner table and pulled out a
box. From it she took a huge strap-on dildo. It was made of metal
and was a foot long and two inches in diameter, lovingly sculpted
with every detail of a real cock. She buckled it on and called
April over. "Come here, bitch! You're not just going to be standing
around while your sister buys it! No siree!" She pulled up a pair
of stools and when April came to her, she forced the young girl to
straddle one and lean over onto the other. This left the youthful
rear end available to her depredations.
"No siree! You're a sister-killer, bitch. Your sister's going
to die because of you! You're not getting off easy. No way. I'm
going to fuck you up the ass, white girl!" Leisha said laughing.
Lisa felt Stephen's eyes on her as she dug her spoon into the
jello pussy. She looked over to see him smiling evilly. "You're
enjoying your little dessert woman aren't you?" he snickered. "Tell
me, Lisa dear, what would you do if I presented you with the real
thing? What if one day, you lifted the lid of one of those trays
only to find a fine female roast? Say something about April's age
done up in a savory sauce, with an apple in her mouth?"
Lisa paused in mid bite and a small smile graced her lips.
"Why sir, I would ask you to join me in enjoying such a fine feast!"
Stephen laughed. "A fine answer Lisa. One day soon maybe we'll
see if you can live the fantasy."
Leisha had steered the huge metal prong up to the tiny pink
rosebud that was young April's anus. The little girl had never had
anything thicker than a finger forced up her rear passage. She
definitely was not ready for what was going to be done to her
tonight! Leisha gripped the tender ass cheeks with both her large
hands, and thrust her thumbs against the tender sphincter, pulling
it open. April gasped and whimpered. Then she screamed as the metal
dildo head found lodging, and Leisha began thrusting it in.
It was not a smooth entry. As soon as the veined metal head
had a good purchase, Leisha shifted her grip and pulled April's
slender hips towards her with all her strength. At the same time,
she thrust forward with her muscular pelvis, and the cold, hard
phallus began to tear its way into the near-virgin ass. Delicate
muscle tissue tore, and blood began dribbling down the crack of
the young girl's ass.
Lisa looked over at May. The hot plates would take their time
heating up, but it was obvious they had already become uncomfortable.
May had arched her pretty little feet up, keeping only her pretty
little toes in contact with the hot metal. She kept shifting her
weight from one foot to the other. But she had to be careful while
doing even that, because the stools on which the hot plates rested
wobbled just a little, and too violent a move on her part could
cause them to topple over, which would start her slide down the
spike ahead of schedule.
"Come here, Lisa!" Stephen suddenly ordered. Lisa saw that
he'd opened his bathrobe, and his long thin penis was fully erect.
She tried not to sigh openly, and hoped that his need for her
services wouldn't cause her to miss yet another show! She pushed
back her chair, and slowly walked over to his end of the table.
When she stood before him, he signalled her to turn around to
face the action. Then he pulled on her hips and guided his own
slender pole to her rear entry port. She gasped slightly, but it
was from the stimulation. His penetration of her ass was effortless.
It was times like this that she felt grateful his cock was so thin.
Just as it was those times she was forced to deep throat him that
she resented the damn thing's being so long!
Leisha was sawing steadily in and out of April's behind. As
she did, she reached forward to cup the young girl's chin and
lifted her face so that she had to view her sister's pretty little
dance. May was now doing a delicate hop from foot to foot. The hot
plates had gone from being uncomfortable to almost searing. It
wouldn't be too long to the end now!
But Leisha wasn't one to make things easy on anybody. "See!"
she taunted April as she ass fucked her, "May is not going to be
able to keep her footing long. Maybe you can help her." She pulled
the dildo out of the bloody ass hole, grabbed April about the
waist, lifting her effortlessly, and tossed her several feet so
that the girl landed painfully just a short distance from where
May was yelping in pain.
"Go ahead! Try to help your sister!" Leisha said with a
booming laugh.
April slowly got to her feet. Her face contorted in pain as
she tried to straighten. It was obvious that her behind hurt a lot.
Leisha had done a lot of muscle damage with that penetration. The
young girl grit her teeth and shuffled over to the hot plates. With
a glance at her savagely grinning mistress, April tried to shut off
the right hand hot plate.
The knob came off in her hand.
Lisa, who had been on the verge of disappointment, thinking
that Leisha was going to let the girls off after all this build-up,
moaned in pleasure. She tightened her ass on Stephen's penis and
grinned at this latest turn of events.
April stared uncomprehendingly at the knob in her fingers.
Then she tried to put it back on the plate. For some reason, it
wouldn't go in. Panicked, April went to the other plate. Holding
her breath, she tried to shut that one off, being more careful not
to pull on the knob. As soon as she tried to turn it, that knob
popped out into her hands too.
Now the pretty little poppet truly didn't know what to do
next. May was screaming. The plates had grown red hot! Every second
that the girl's tender feet were in contact with the metal resulted
in a severe burn. Soon May would no longer be able to keep her footing.
Lisa closed her eyes for a second to savour the building
pleasure in her ass. But she didn't dare close them long for fear
of missing out on any of this action. This had turned out to be
quite a show!
April tried to hold one of May's feet up with her hands. At
first she tried to put her sister's foot up on her shoulder. But
she quickly realized that if she did that, May would lose her
balance and hurt herself on the spike. May's body had to stay
straight. So April cupped her hands and put them under one of the
blistered feet.
But she wasn't strong enough to hold her sister's weight. Her
own hands were pushed down onto the plate. May, who was delirious
from her own pain, knew only that she was putting her foot down
somewhere safe. She pressed down with all her weight, trapping her
sister's hands against the hot metal. April screamed as her
youthful flesh was seared. She jerked her hands free, and placed
them between her thighs, doubling over from the agony.
May lost her reason. She began kicking her legs, an act
somewhat restricted by her bonds. But unfortunately for her, she
was able to thrash just enough to knock over the hot plates and the
stools they'd been resting on. Suddenly, there was nothing holding
her up. As Lisa, Leisha, and Stephen watched excitedly, she slowly
began to sink down onto the cruel metal spike.
The pretty girl tried to grip the pole with her burnt feet. It
was an effort for her to press tightly enough to hold her weight
because her tender soles hurt so much. Still, the effort, combined
with the pole having to force its way up her tight pussy, slowed
the impaling process quite a bit initially. However, May already
had as much of the spike in her pussy as could fit without doing
her damage. She had barely slid down the pole another inch when she
gave a gurgling cry and blood began to run down her gorgeous little
legs.
April looked up and saw her sister's predicament. She stumbled
over to the spike and tried to catch hold of May's legs in order to
help support her. But May's struggle on the pole had become more
mindless than before. Her legs kicked out again, her instincts
betraying her, as that action served only to accelerate the spike's
penetration. One of her little feet hit April in the face, a toe
jamming into a pretty green eye. April fell back, clutching her face.
"Oh shit! Oh shit!" Lisa breathed deeply. "Oh fuck! This is so
fucken gorgeous! Oh shit!" The cock up her ass felt really good
now. She felt so near to yet another mind-shattering orgasm.
She could see the spike's progress by the distension of May's
belly. It was somewhere up just past the area of her belly button.
The blood was flowing down heavily now. The girl was growing paler
by the minute. Her leg kicks were growing more feeble.
Leisha had removed the strap on dildo and now walked up to the
dying girl. "I want her to be able to feel this while she still
can," she said. Grabbing hold of the tiny, blood-slicked feet, she
pulled down with all her considerable strength, ending in a crouch.
May gave a sharp, surprised-sounding gurgle as she moved down on
the cold metal invader, and suddenly the point exited just at the
base of her throat.
The sight triggered Lisa's orgasm. She stiffened on Stephen's
cock as waves of pleasure washed through her bowels. Even as she
rode the crest of her passion, she felt Stephen shoot off inside
her, and the feeling of all that semen filling her ass made her
come yet again.
Leisha meanwhile, had stood back and was admiring May's final
moments. That once lovely girl's head had jerked back one last time
as the spike had moved through her body. Now it hung limply, all
color completely drained from her face. If her body twitched at all
now, it was due only to her nervous system's reactions. Leisha had
kept her promise to May's mother. The young girl had not lived to
see her birthday.
Leisha turned to where April was writhing on the floor
clutching her gouged eye. "Just one last piece of unfinished
business," she remarked matter-of-factly.
She sat down on the floor next to the sobbing girl and grabbed
her by a slender calf. She pulled the girl over to her and put her
face down across her lap. April didn't struggle right away. She was
still a little out of it. She hadn't even had time to realize that
it was all over for her sister. She hadn't even seen May's body,
which was still slowly sinking down on the pole, the legs crumpling
under it, a good two feet of the spike sticking up above its exit
point.
Leisha spread April's thighs, and without prelude, began
jamming her hand up into the ten-year-old's ass. It didn't take
long for April to notice that intrusion!
At first she only screamed and bucked a bit. Leisha's firm,
strong grip kept her from going anywhere. Soon though, the black
woman had to wrap her strong legs around the girl's middle to hold
her while she used her free hand to hold the ass cheeks spread.
It took her a good five minutes to force her way in. April was
looser than she would have been if she hadn't been fucked by that
huge dildo, but she was only a little girl. Her ass just couldn't
take that kind of abuse.
Leisha didn't care. In fact, she was counting on that for her
pleasure. Because when she finally did manage to get her whole hand
in, and the pretty pink anal ring was stretched around the thick
black wrist, Leisha continued to push her arm in as hard as could,
going deeper and deeper.
Much as her sister had done before her, April began to scream
and gurgle. Her thrashing became more desperate. Leisha was panting
as if her violation of April was all she needed to bring on her orgasm.
Lisa recovered from her own cum in time to witness what
happened next. She saw the way Leisha's wrist twisted around inside
its anal bracelet. But because April was face down, she really
couldn't see anything more. What truly excited her was that Leisha
was now in almost to her elbow.
Then April's head snapped back and the girl gave one final
exhilarating scream of agony. Leisha jerked her arm out, and her
clutched fist was full of April's bloody intestines. In fact, she
pulled out a fair amount of the inner tubing, turning the large
intestine inside out in the process.
She tossed April off her lap, jumped to her feet, and
spreading her legs wide, began rubbing her cunt with a handful of
April's bloody innards. And as Lisa watched in enraptured
fascination, Leisha threw her head back and howled as she came.
The howl sent shivers up and down Lisa's spine. It was the
most animalistic sound she'd ever heard a human being utter. At the
same time, looking down at April's rapidly dying form, she couldn't
blame Leisha for her victory cry. She was feeling incredibly high
herself! She was feeling immortal, god-like, larger than life! She
had savoured once again the pure power of life and death of one
human over another, and she found the taste intoxicating!
Stephen was still pounding in and out of her ass. Another
orgasm was fast approaching. She let it build, revelling in the
sensation. She almost didn't see Leisha until the black woman's face
was right before her's. For a second, panic clutched her heart and
she wondered if she would be betrayed and if her end was near.
Then the woman's bloody hands clasped her face, and Leisha
kissed her on the mouth, hard! Lost in the smell of death, Lisa
kissed her back and, at that very second, she came again.
As she surrendered to her ecstasy, she remembered that the
evening was young, and there were still those two failed breeders
awaiting in Stephen's playroom! It was going to be, she said to
herself, a wonderful night!
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This is the second time I try to upload this story. Last night
something went wrong when I converted the file to dos txt for
upload and I forgot to check it. So that means I'm writing this
post story comment for the second time and I've forgotten most of
what I wrote the first time around.
This chapter marks the end of the first day of the story. I'm not
going to detail Lisa and Stephen's romp with the failed breeders
except maybe as a flashback at some point. Don't worry. There'll be
more than enough stuff to go around. But I found I was doing too
many pure S&M scenes and was not really furthering the plot at the
rate I wanted to.
Chapter eight also marked the first real male victim in the story.
I'm sort of wondering what sort of reaction this is going to get.
Why did I do it? Up till now I'd hinted at the fact that some of
the ladies in this story enjoyed tormenting males as much as
females. I wanted to show that side of them. I know the female
victim stories are popular. But how realistic is it to assume that
every female sadist only tortures other females? Now I have reasons
why I won't do male-male scenes. But I wanted to start balancing
things a little more. It would also be interesting to find out if
any females read these darn stories and what they think.
As well, this was maybe the goriest Sunder instalment since the
last part of chapter 5. The thing is I try to finish what I start.
As far as the second part of chapter 8, once the Lisa part of 7 was
done, this one was inevitable.
But now we are at the end of part one. When the story finally
resumes, (I probably will take a short break from writing) another
day begins. This means now is a good time to make any suggestions
as to things you'd like to see. I really would like some feedback.
I particularly want to know if any of you think I might have gone
too far. I don't pull punches. But if this story was too much for
too many, then I'll try not to start anything like that. But no
promises.
Try uploading comments as Sundcm**.txt, where ** is a number.
To some of the other writers who've sent me private mail. I'll get
around to sending you my comments on your stuff as soon as I've had
some time to myself. Since I won't be doing any work on Sunder for
a while I should have time to finally get around to giving you
feedback.
Anyway, everyone write soon.....
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