Ivy League Sluts

Chapter 12 Training Adriana

 

     “Do you shave your cunt?” asked Brad pulling Stacy onto his lap.  He was looking with some distaste at Adriana’s unshaven vulva.  It was a thick black triangle of curly black hair.  The naked girl was squirming in pain as Zack placed his hand in the center of her back while bending her arms up toward her shoulder blades till they were vertical.

     It was a posture Stacy performed in her yoga class but not to the point that her shoulder sockets appeared on the verge of being dislocated.  The smile on Zack’s face and the bulge in his pants convinced Stacy that Adriana’s pain brought Zack’s pleasure.

     “Yes, check it out,” said Stacy shifting position to spread her legs wider.

     Brad’s hand traveled the short distance up Stacy’s skirt not stopping when it reached the top of her hose.  His fingers passed along the smooth skin of her inner thigh creating a spark in her nearby sex.  His fingers quickly reached the narrow band of material nestled between her outer labia.  He pressed the material into her labia causing her to moan.

     “Smooth, very smooth,” said Brad as he traced his thumb and forefinger along the soft folds of flesh.  He continued to gently stroke her vulva as they watched the others struggle with Adriana. 

     Stacy’s breath quickened as Brad’s rough fingers inflamed her sensitive flesh.  “I shaved before I left.  Your fingers are getting me horny.  Keep that up and I’ll be begging you to fuck me,” said Stacy not mentioning she had sat on the commode top while Portia wielded the razor on her sex.

      “Good, pussy hair is so third world,” said Brad sliding his finger under the material covering Stacy’s vagina.  His fingers began a slow movement across the highly sensitive surface causing Stacy to moan involuntarily while pressing her sex against his fingers.

     “You like having your pussy played with?” asked Brad his fingers encountering the presence of Stacy’s glandular secretions as he gently moving along the divide between her labia, teasing the sensitive entrance to her vagina.  

     “What girl doesn’t?  You’re getting me so hot you’ll have to finger fuck me,” said Stacy before leaning down to kiss Brad exploring his mouth with her tongue.

     Adriana is acting a fool thought Stacy as Brad’s fingers slowly stroked her sex while they kissed.   Her stupidity is going to make it harder on her and possibly me too.  I hope they don’t hurt her too badly.  Strange how it’s getting everyone turned on even me.

      “Let’s watch.  Girl pain turns me on,” said Brad halting the kisses but not moving his hand from Stacy’s increasingly wet sex.

      “Me too, as long as it’s not mine,” said Stacy shifting her position to spread her legs wider.  Brad’s blunt masculine fingers explored her opening.  She moaned as his fingers slipped under the narrow band of material and glided inside her.  Involuntarily, the muscles of her vagina contracted, squeezing and drawing in Brad’s fingers like a hungry mouth.

      “Gag her, we don’t want neighbors calling the police,” said Mike laughing as he returned with a large athletic bag stenciled with the insignia of Cambridge PD.  He tossed a complicated leather and rubber gag to Lou.  The dangling black rubber bulb look like it belonged on a blood pressure instrument.

      Zack was holding the crying naked girl upright.  Adriana was pleading to be let go.  Her arms were bent behind her back and you could see the strain in her shoulders.  Zack’s other hand was embedded in her dark curls forcing her head back.  Lou placed the oval shaped rubber bulb between her lips.

     “Open your mouth or I’ll break your arm,” said Zack pulling Adriana’s arms toward the ceiling causing her to cry out in a torrent of rapid Spanish.

     Lou forced the rubber pillow between her teeth to the back of her mouth.  He buckled the leather strap at the back of her head.   He tightened it to the point the leather strap cut deep into the corners of her mouth distorting her face.  Stacy felt something inside her react to the look of terror in Adriana’s eyes.

      “This is what you get, bitch, for not doing what I say,” said Lou grabbing her nipple in his fingers and twisting it sharply.  Simultaneously, he rapidly squeezed the bulb inflating the gag.  Her breath made a rasping sound as she was forced to inhale and exhale through her nose.  Lou did not stop pumping until Adriana’s jaw appeared on the verge of dislocation.

     The next day, Portia, showed Stacy an identical gag for sale on a WEB site that sold BDSM paraphernalia.   It was called a Locking Penis Pump Gag and sold for fifty-six dollars.  An intrigued Stacy, fascinated by the world of sado-masochism and eager to explore, ordered one with her Visa card.

     Portia had stated her willingness to be Stacy’s submissive.  “I’m into S&M.  My sister was my domina from the time I was thirteen.  I’ll be your pain slut.  And you can work on Monk and Les when you’re ready to dominate boys.”

     The gag reduced Adriana’s loud protests to muffled grunts.  Holding both Adriana’s hand in one of his, Zack removed his handcuffs from his belt then snapped them across Adriana’s wrists.  A stifled cry of agony escaped her lips as the hard narrow band of steel impacted her tender wrist bone sending arcs of pain shooting through her arm.  Zack adjusted the handcuffs to where Adriana’s wrists were cuffed tightly together at the base of her spine.

     As Brad’s fingers moved easily into Stacy’s sex, her confidence in Portia’s judgment grew.  Portia had insisted Stacy wear a style of panty that she had never worn before.

     “Girls wear these to clubs because they don’t have to take them off to fuck,” said Portia showing Stacy how easy it was to slide the material to one side exposing her vagina.  “There’s no elastic leg band to impede progress.  When you’re ready to fuck, you or the guy pull the crotch to one side then grab his cock and slide it in your hole.  After he drops his load you slide it back in place.”

     “What a wonderful idea,” said Stacy moving the crotch to the left and right before wrapping Portia in her arms and falling onto the bed.

      “Look, bro, Stacy’s all excited,” whispered Brad to his brother.  He withdrew his fingers from Stacy’s vagina to show his brother the sheen of lubricant.  Their obvious wetness encouraged Bobby to scoot his chair closer.

     “I hope you don’t mind.  Our parents taught us to share,” said Brad.

     “I bet you were good little boys and always minded,” said Stacy shifting her position so one buttock rested on the thigh of each brother.  The position allowed Stacy to wrap her hand around both pants covered cocks and give them a gentle squeeze.  The fact they were fully erect didn’t surprise Stacy.  Adriana’s punishment was generating a sexual tension that had all six males erect. 

     “I’ve been admiring these,” said Bobby reaching into the top of Stacy’s sweater down into her brassiere to touch her bare breast. His fingers captured her nipple causing her to moan slightly as a wave of pleasure passed through her chest.

     “I’ve never done it with two brothers before,” said Stacy pressing her boob into Bobby’s hand. 

     “You won’t be able to say that tomorrow,” said Brad whose fingers had returned to Stacy’s vagina.

     I’m wet and ready thought Stacy kissing Bobby like she kissed Brad.  Watching them with Adriana has excited my sex.  I know that’s wrong but I can’t help it.  Having Brad’s fingers play with my vagina while his brother manipulates my nipples is overloading my senses.  I’m definitely aroused in spite of the situation.  If Mike didn’t want me doing his with Brad and Bobby he would have said something by now.  I should be revolted or horrified at what they’re doing to poor Adriana but there’s nothing I can do.  I tried to tell her but she didn’t listen.  Now, I’m looking out for Number One.

    Stacy had noticed one of the room’s furnishings was a corner swing chair hung from a large ceiling hook.  Lou easily lifted the heavy chair as Mike reached up to disconnect the S-hook.  As Lou sat the chair to one side, Zack attached a length of rope to Adriana’s cuffs, passed it over the ceiling hook and pulled forcing Adriana’s hands and arms to rise as it bent her forward.  They faced Adriana into the corner as they raised her arms to the point her shoulders were on the verge of dislocation and she was left standing on the balls of her feet.  Her position looked anything but comfortable to Stacy.

     Once Adriana was bent completely over with her arms extended painfully toward the ceiling, Mike took a telescoping rod containing a leather cuff at each end from the equipment bag and handed it to Lou.  Lou buckled each cuff around Adriana’s ankles then pushed her legs wide apart.  Stacy saw the bar’s length was adjustable and there was a tightening screw to keep the bar at the desired length.

     Lou forced his thumb in Adriana’s asshole and his fingers in her vagina.  Using a bowling ball grip, he lifted her off the floor as he whispered in her ear.  “You’re going to regret going against me.  This ever happen again, I’ll cut your tits off.”

     “What’s that called,” asked Stacy betraying a curiosity that surprised her.  What they were doing to Adriana was having an unexpected effect on her libido.

     “Spreader bar, you can buy one at any adult store or on the Internet,” answered Brad.  “If a girl can’t close her legs, you can have as much fun as you want with her pussy.  Want me to ask Mike if there’s a spreader bar in his bag you can try?”

     “There’s no need for a spreader bar with me.  I’ll open my legs as wide as you want,” said Stacy pushing her sex against Brad’s fingers emphasizing her willingness.

     The following day with Portia’s assistance, Stacy added two Adjustable Wrist/Ankle Spreader bar at a cost of eighty-eight dollars each to her inflatable gag purchase.

     Stacy felt a twinge in her breast when Mike removed two pair of vise grip pliers.  He grabbed Adriana’s areola pulling it downward before he captured several inches of the sensitive flesh in the grooved jaws of the locking pliers.  Adriana’s ensuing violent contortions and grunts reminded Stacy of the torment she felt when Mike crushed her nipple.

     Unbothered by Adriana’s misery, Mike quickly attached a second set of locking pliers to the other breast.  When Mike let go, the weight of the pliers pulled her breasts toward the floor.  Adriana shook violently attempting to dislodge the pliers but the motion only added to her misery.  Adriana’s muffled expressions of agony and violent movements signified her intense distress.

     The unspoken and well coordinated manner Mike, Zack, and Lou restrained Adriana convinced Stacy, Adriana was not the first female who had suffered at their hands. The swing chair obviously served a dual purpose and the athletic bag of S&M equipment steeled Stacy’s resolve to please Mike and the others.  If I don’t do what they say, I’ll wind up like Adriana realized Stacy.  Mike Cabreeze wouldn’t hesitate a minute to put me in her place.

     “This is Adriana’s first time with the Posse,” said Bobby by way of an explanation.  “She needs to learn what’s expected of her.”

     “Posse?” questioned Stacy.

     “Just a nick name we call the six of us,” said Bobby.  “There used to be five but Mike wanted Mark to join.  He’s proven to be a very versatile guy.  He swings both ways.”

     “Is he the only bisexual member of the posse?” asked Stacy as she squeezed her vagina around Brad’s fingers.

     “No one here’s gay but we like to say guys who screw only girls are wusses.  It takes a real man to fuck a man,” said Bobby.  His admission surprised Stacy.

     “Bobby’s got some weight lifter buds who get each other off in the steam room,” said Brad.

     “Nothing wrong with the occasional hand job,” said Bobby defensively.  “I’ve seen you down on your sucking cock like there’s no tomorrow.”

     “Ever do it in a steam room?” asked Brad increasing the pace and depth he was finger fucking Stacy’s pussy.

     “No, but I’d love to try,” said Stay wondering what it would be like to have sex in a steam room.  In the past, she’d ignored the suggestive looks of other females in her health club’s steam room; however, the next time the cute redhead smiled at her, Stacy decided to spread her legs in invitation.

     Stacy wanted to ask whether entrapping innocent females was also part of Mark’s versatility but wisely avoided saying anything other than, “Adriana’s got a great body.  It’s too bad she’s making a nuisance of herself.  I’d love to do her.”

     “You’ll get your chance,” said Bobby.  “Those three could convince Mother Theresa to suck the Pope’s dick.”

     “Adriana will learn.  The Posse doesn’t take shit from anyone, especially a woman” said Brad.  “We had to whip some sense into the last cunt Lou brought.  She was a tough Russian bitch.   They had to peel the hide off her butt before she wised up.  Lou’s got a thing for foreign pussy.”

     “Actually, she was from Belarus,” corrected Bobby.

     Brad’s reply was drowned out by the sound of a large leather paddle landing with a splat on Adriana’s bottom.  In spite of her restraints, the Latina performed a dance of pain.

    “She’s going to get a well deserved case of cranberry ass,” said Bobby lifting one of Stacy’s breasts out of the demi-bra and kissing the nipple.  He started to suck it slowly as he reached between his legs to stroke his crotch. 

     “Mom breast fed me but Bobby sucked on a rubber tit,” said Brad lifting out Stacy’s other breast and taking it in his mouth.

     “You guys mind if I cum,” asked Stacy pulling her sweater over her head then reaching back to unhook her bra?

     “No, you go right ahead, Stacy,” said Brad pushing a second finger into Stacy’s opening moving it back and forth.  “Bobby and I will get you off.”

    Stacy closed her eyes allowing her ears to become her primary erotic sense.  Both brothers were pushing their fingers into her vagina and stroking her clit.  Their fingers slid easily over her warm well-lubricated flesh.  Both breasts were under oral attack.  They were gently biting and licking her breasts when they weren’t kissing her mouth. 

     Stacy aural sense focused on Adriana’s whimpers and grunts as Mike and Lou took turns slamming a leather covered paddle to her rear.  The paddle had three concentric circles of brass studs.  Each blow was followed by what would have been loud screams except for the pump gag.

     Brad and Bobby fingered her sex pushing deep inside her very wet and warm vagina as they sucked hard on her nipples.   Occasionally a finger found its way to her anus exciting that erogenous zone.  The rough pads of their digits, callused from the free weight room at Gold’s, excited her G-spot causing her glands to kick into high gear as her respiration and pulse accelerated toward orgasm.

     “Oh fuck, yes, suck my tits hard,” breathed Stacy as she experienced her first orgasm. She closed her thighs around their hands squeezing their fingers with the muscles lining her vaginal walls.  Contractions of her pelvic floor were undeniable proof Stacy was experiencing an orgasm.  They exchanged a surprised glance as Stacy’s arms clinched their necks pressing their sucking mouths against her breasts.   

     “We’re going to have a good time with you tonight,” said Bobby looking impressed once Stacy was no longer in the throes of her climax.

     “That Cabreeze, somehow he always finds a hot one,” added Brad with a touch of envy in his voice.

     Stacy satiated for the moment watched as Mike handed Lou a flexible cane. 

     “Stupid cunt won’t be able to sit down for a week,” said Brad as Lou delivered a vicious blow to Adriana’s bottom. The cane made a whirring sound as it cut through the air.  While the cane’s sound was quieter that the leather paddle, the torment it created was no less.  In spite of the gag, Adriana managed a small scream.  Seconds latter, Mike landed a similar blow with a different type of cane.  The two large men took turns caning the much smaller girl’s rear.  The leather paddle had brought a crimson blush to Adriana’s buttocks.  The canes produced darker raised stripes.

     “You’re turned on by S&M, aren’t you Stacy?” asked Brad after a few minutes of watching Mike and Lou cane Adriana’s rear.

     “Fuck yes, it turns me on.  I’m going to come again,” said Stacy acknowledging the brother’s fingers had her on the verge of another orgasm. 

      She watched intently as Adriana was beaten. It was the first time she had ever seen that type of violence inflicted on another person. Her visual sense worked in slow motion as she observed the impact of the canes indenting the soft flesh creating a wave of rippling motion as the body absorbed the force of the blow.  Stacy took pleasure from seeing Adriana’s small feet rock from the ball of the foot to the toe in reaction to each blow.  The spreader bar combined with her bent over position had the effect of making her sex visible from the rear.  Mike and Lou occasionally stopped to push their fingers into her opening.

    Stacy’s senses focused on every aspect of Adriana’s ordeal.  The way her body trembled and shook as she attempted to deal with the pain.  How the weight of the pliers stretched her breasts toward the carpet.  Each blow caused the pliers to shake violently.  Stacy’s pleasure grew from watching the sudden arching of Adriana’s spine that followed each strike of the cane.

     Adriana’s muffled cries caused Stacy to enter a constant state of orgasm.  Her core muscles rippled and contracted as her pleasure center assumed control of her being.

     “I can’t stop cumming,” whispered Stacy to the brothers as repeated waves of pleasure swept through her body.   It was unprecedented and in Stacy’s view unnatural and perverted but she couldn’t stop herself

     “Hey, Mike, give Stacy a turn to cane her ass,” said Bobby removing his fingers from Stacy’s pulsating vagina.

     “Otherwise she may come herself to death,” said Brad laughing as he pushed Stacy to her feet. 

     “Really,” said Mike with a surprised look on his face.  He had been too busy with Adriana to notice the Epps brothers had undressed Stacy.  Her panty was pushed to one side exposing her glistening sex. Thanks to the Epps brothers, her nipples were erect and coated with saliva.  But it was the look of intense passion on her face that surprised Mike.  He’d assumed Adriana’s punishment would terrify Stacy, not sexually excite her.

     “Sure, Adriana won’t mind,” said Lou laughing as he rubbed his hand in the crack of Adriana’s bottom inserting his thumb in her rectum and several fingers in her vagina.  Lou’s arm muscle tightened as he lifted her off the ground by her sex.  Her legs kicked wildly limited by the spreader bar.

     “Come here, Stacy, and show us what you can do,” said Mike handing his cane to Stacy.

     “Go ahead, make the chica scream,” said Brad unzipping Stacy’s skirt allowing it to fall to the floor. Her apparel consisted of a pair of white lace panty whose crotch was pushed to one side, her stay up hose, and strappy heels.

     Driven by urges new to her that she did not comprehend, Stacy walked around the room conscious every pair of eyes was focused on her nakedness.  Before taking the cane from Mike, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him hard against her nakedness. Stacy ground her sex against his hard crotch as she probed his mouth with her tongue. 

     “Show Lou some loving,” said Mike puzzled at her behavior.

     Stacy turned to embrace Lou.  Her tongue slipped past his lips as her hand unzipped his trousers, slipped inside and wrapped around his cock.  She continued to kiss and masturbate Lou until Mike parted them

     “You can fuck Lou later.  Let’s see what you can do with Adriana,” said Mike.

     “Oh shit, her butt’s on fire,” said Stacy running her hand over Adriana’s buttocks. The entire surface felt warm but the raised stripes left by the cane felt hot.  Stacy’s hand moved into Adriana’s cleft reaching underneath to stroke her clitoris.

    “Damn straight it is.  Have fun,” said Lou.

     “I’d rather use this,” said Stacy setting the cane aside to puck up the long handed leather paddle.  She wrapped her hands around the end the handle.  She’d played softball in high school and watched the Red Sox enough that she decided on a batter’s stance.  First she made sure, she had the proper alignment to land the leather covered oval dead center on Adriana’s buttocks.

     “Swing for the fence, Stacy,” said Mark who had exposed his sizeable cock.

     Satisfied she transferred her weight to her back foot as she went into a back swing.  As she brought the paddle forward, she shifted her weight to her front foot while adding her shoulders and upper body to the force of her swing.  The force of the blow and Adriana’s violent reaction shocked the onlookers.

     “Christ Almighty,” said Zack.

     “Damn,” said Lou.

     “Nice one,” said Mike.  “Now give her ten more just like that one.”

     Minutes later, Stacy, breathing hard, stopped after the tenth blow.     My God I didn’t want to stop realized Stacy as she again slipped her hand in Adriana’s butt crack her hand moving easily over the moist skin. The poor girl is dripping sweat and whimpering in pain and I find it incredibly exciting.  This is wrong of me.  Only sick people enjoy other’s pain.  I need to try to help her for my own sake. 

    Stacy’s finger moved along the slit until it reached Adriana’s opening.  Her finger circled the opening stimulating the nerves.  She slipped two fingers inside the girl’s pussy working them slowly inward probing and twisting as they moved deeper.  The pads of her fingers located the rough texture of the G-spot.  She gently raked her nails across the spot.  Next she turned and faced the onlookers as she removed her fingers.  She smiled as she lifted the moist digits to her mouth and licked them.

     “She tastes like she’s had a change of heart.  Let’s see if Adriana’s learned her lesson,” said Stacy as she finished licking Adriana’s fluids off her fingertips.

     Stacy used Adriana’s hair as a handle to lift her head.  “Do you want to suck my pussy,” asked Stacy placing her ear next to the gagged mouth?

     “Pussy, please, pussy,” was Adriana’s nearly inaudible reply.

     “She’s begging to eat my cunt.  Have a souvenir, Mark,” said Stacy as she removed her soaking wet panty and tossed it on the poker table in front of him. Mark snatched the garment off the table, buried his nose in the crotch for a brief second then wrapped it around his cock and masturbated.

     “Take the gag out and let her munch your rug,” said Mike.  “But she better show she’s had a change of heart or we’re going to peel the skin off her tits.”