Master Plaster part 3 of 6 (BDSM)
by Ed
Our poor little heroine, Linda, has had a tough time. All good things though
come to an end. The school year is now over and Linda awaits the arrival of her
mother, who is taking her home.
"The dorm looks so different with boxes everywhere", Linda thought. "I hope mom
gets here before Nora does." Just then Nora, and her parents, came through the
door. Opening the bottle of wine he was carrying, Nora's father poured everyone
a drink. "A toast to my two girls!", he bellowed. "Everyone drink up!" Linda
drank down the red liquid, happy she wouldn't be seeing Nora for the rest of the
Summer. "Too bad you won't be coming back in the Fall", said Nora. "I'll miss my
little roomy and all the fun we had here." I could hear Nora's words but had
trouble focusing on her. "I hope my new roomy is a slut just like you!" Feeling
drowsy, I fell down at Nora's feet. The last thing I remember was them laughing
over me. I awoke and found myself naked, bound to a metal table. The room around
me resembled a doctors office only bigger. It was all white and sterile looking.
Large machines stood in the corners and strings dangled from the ceiling. I lay
there unable to move from my bonds. Tears formed in my eyes and I whimpered like
a baby. I heard footsteps behind me and strained to see who it was. Gregor and a
beautiful naked girl came into view. "I hope you don't mind me taping this", he
said. "I'm sure to relish this one many times." I screamed for him to let me go.
I warned him about my mother and other friends who would miss me. He just
laughed and said, "It's all been arranged. You're mine to do with as I please.
If you cooperate you might enjoy yourself, if you don't I promise you unbearable
torment." Taking the girls hand he helped her up onto the table. She stood over
me with a foot on each side of my hips. Her nipples were pierced and held large
steel rings. A long clear tube dangled from her shaven pussy. Looking closer I
saw her outer pussy lips were also pierced and held a dozen or so tiny rings on
each side. Laces were drawn through the rings like one would lace a boot. The
tube squeezed through some of the laces making it apparent that was the only
opening in, or out of, her cunt. "Do you like it?", Gregor asked. "The tube goes
directly into the bladder. Lets show Linda how it works." Gregor took the end of
the tube and held it over my cunt. Pressing a button on a remote in his other
hand, the girl began to moan. After a few seconds I could see yellow liquid
running down the tube and onto my pussy. The girl was shaking over me as her
hands busily pulled on the nipple rings. Moving the tube over my body, Gregor
held it over my face and let the liquid drip onto my lips. Rubbing the piss into
them he knelt down and kissed my forehead. "See how gentle I can be", he said
quietly. "If your good you get rewarded. If your bad you get punished. Let me
show you." With one swipe he hit the ankles of the girl over me with such force
that she fell face first on top of me. He then gathered straps from under the
table and lashed the girl tightly to me. I could feel the cold of her nipple
rings against my breasts and her hot breath against my chin. Her moist cunt
rings dug into my pussy as the tube bent down and sank, lengthwise between my
lips. With fear in her eyes I watched as Gregor brought the remote up to her
face and pressed a red button. The young girls body writhed into me as her
screams filled my ears. Sobbing she laid her head down and cried into my
shoulder. Gregor released the straps holding her and sat her down in a chair.
"Claire has everything she needs to take care of you", Gregor said. "I'll be
seeing you after my business trip." Turning to the girl, he told her to rest a
few minutes then get started. Gregor left and I could hear the girl panting,
still recovering from her ordeal. After a few minutes, the girl came over to me.
"I'm Claire", she said. "For the next few hours you belong to me. Just one
instruction before we get started. The only thing I want coming from your mouth
are screams and moans. The room is lined with cork so no one can hear you.
Begging for mercy won't help and all talking will be punished severely. Do you
understand?" I nodded my head in agreement and saw her walk off towards a table.
She returned with a video camera which she set in a box suspended from the
ceiling above my feet. She then wheeled over a cart and positioned it next to my
head. Glancing down I saw an array of needles, pliers and rings. My heart raced
faster and I started sobbing at what was in store. Taking a long needle she
dipped it in alcohol. Being careful not to block the camera she grabbed my tit
and rolled it between her fingers. She pinched and fondled it till it started to
grow. Squeezing hard on the tip and stretching my breast up she plunged the
needle into my soft flesh. I screamed in agony but she pushed it in further.
Leaving the needle in she started work on my other nipple. The pain was
immeasurable as she sank the second needle into my other nipple. As I cried for
mercy she went to the tray and brought up a brass ring open at one end.
Attaching it somehow to the end of the needle she thread it through my breast.
Crying in agony I passed out on the table. When I came to my breasts felt like
they were on fire. Looking at them I saw two large brass rings closed through
them. My pussy was also aching and I realized she must have attached rings to it
also. "Gregor likes to put in the tube himself", I heard Claire say. "I'm almost
done with you. Just one more thing left." Claire reached up and brought two
cords down from the ceiling. Both had a hook on the end. Reaching over she
attached the hooks to each of my brass rings. She then took the cords, threaded
them over a pulley and attached them to what looked like springs. Looking coldly
at me I saw her hand move towards a lever. With one motion she pushed on the
lever and the springs snapped down. My breasts jumped high in the air as I
shrieked in pain. Just as I felt my flesh tearing the pressure eased. Claire
then took a stick and beat on the cords. My breasts bounced up and down wildly
as the springs vacillated. My sobs turned to low whimpers and I grew weak from
the constant pain. At last the cords slackened and Claire turned off the lights,
leaving me alone to ponder Gregor's next torment.
I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I knew strange hands were parting
my pussy lips and probing inside. I looked up and saw Claire standing next to
me. She examined my nipple rings and brought over a bottle of liquid. Taking two
large pieces of cotton she put one over each nipple. "This might hurt", she
said, as she poured the liquid onto the cotton. I screamed as my raw nipples
once again burned like fire. Just as the pain became bearable my body was
assaulted once again as I felt the liquid being poured over my sore pussy.
Sobbing and moaning, the hands that had been at my hole now covered my mouth. I
looked up and saw an older man dressed in white hovering over me. "I don't
appreciate all this noise", he shouted. "That medicine is for your own good. Now
keep quiet so I can finish my examination." He took his hand away as Claire
released my bonds. Taking measurements and notes, he probed every part of my
body. Making me stand, for the first time I could see my pussy. The outer lips
had been pierced like Claires but not laced. The liquid had left a brown stain
over my mound and breasts. As I stood my nipple rings dangled and I winced from
their weight. Weak from the torture and from laying so long, Claire braced me as
I stood. When the exam was finished, Claire walked me to my room. It was small
but well furnished. Every day, for at least a week, Claire took care of me. She
brought me food, vitamins and nursed my sore nipples and pussy. She still
wouldn't let me talk and whipped me with a leather strap the few times I tried.
One day she brought a man with her. He had us stand facing each other and
ordered me to unlace Claires pussy. When her pussy was open he took a double
dildo and shoved at least 9 inches up it, alongside her tube. He then took the
other end of the dildo along with her tube and worked it into my cunt. I started
to cry but a sharp slap on my ass taught me otherwise. Pushing us closer he took
Claires laces and threaded them through our pussy rings. Our pussy flesh was now
intertwined with the dildo and tube completely hidden up our cunts. Next he
clamped our nipple rings together. Taking Claires arms he pulled them tight
around my back and tied them, taking my arms he did the same. Our ankles and
knees were also strapped firmly together. He then took tape and wrapped it
around our chest and back, making our arms and upper body completely immobile.
Taking more tape he pushed our lips tightly together and secured our heads, so
we were locked in a permanent kiss. A large black hood was placed over our heads
and secured at our necks. It was difficult to breath and my body started turning
numb from the bonds. We stood there for awhile until I heard voices. Different
voices were talking and laughing. I could see white flashes through our hood and
surmised that pictures were being taken. We were pushed down on the bed and I
could feel fingers probing my ass. Feeling Claires body wiggle next to me I
imagined she was going through similar actions. The fingers were replaced by a
large dick pushing up my rear. Little by little it invaded my ass. I could feel
the body laying next to me as it grappled to grab us both. The dick was now
buried deep in my bowels and I felt it rub against the dildo and Claires tube.
Another set of hands dug into my back and I guessed Claire also was invaded. I
felt other hands holding our feet still as the fucking action started. Ramming
into us I pictured what a sight we must be. The thrusts of Claire and her
invader now matched our own. Our bodies constantly crushed and mashed against
each other as the fucking increased. I could hear Claire moan into my mouth and
noticed me doing the same. Our pussy's got wetter affording the dildo more
freedom to move with each thrust. Orgasms finally writhed through our bodies as
cum spurt deep in our bowels. The hood made it very difficult to breathe, and we
both gasped for air as it was removed. The two men who had fucked us both got
leather straps and savagely beat our bottoms. Other men and women in the room
cheered them on as large welts started to surface. Through the slapping of the
leather and our cries I could hear Nora's voice calling us "pussy whores." Then,
abruptly, the beating stopped and the room fell silent. Out of the corner of my
eye I could see Gregor standing by the door. With our lips and bodies still
taped together, Gregor told everyone to leave. After all had gone, the lights
were turned off and we were left, bound alone on the bed.
