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The Island at the End of the Earth

Chapter 3 The X-cross

CHAPTER 3

The X-cross

East Berlin, Germany

1950

	

	Helga Schumann sat in her long armchair on her porch reading for the
fifth time the daily newspaper, looking for another movie to go to, but going
through all the titles half of them she saw more then five times, and the
rest... were Russian. After wandering trough the politics section - seeing what
else has been changed in her town since they lost the war, she threw away the
paper and looked around too see if any of her neighbors is peeking over her
fence, and after reassuring that nobody is looking, she unbuttoned her white
silky blouse, revealing her top, threw it aside and then she continued reading
the paper. After a while she took her bra off reveling her pointy soft breasts.

	Helga started massaging her soft nipples over her bra; she reached at
her back and undid the latex bra. Leaving her breasts hanging, bare, naked,
touched only by the cool wind. She gently moved her fingers over her nipples,
moving them in a circular motion, then grabbed her left breast and bringing him
towards he mouth she starter softly liking it.

       First one, then the other, and from time to time she bitted each of them
a little to feel that erotic pain that every woman is found of. She moved her
way slowly her hands down her flat tummy towards her slippery pussy. She stroked
her shaved vagina, softly probing her vulva, pressed a little to fasten the
orgasm that was coming any minute... faster, faster, faster, mover her hand over
her moist cunt, until she finally came. But unfortunately she was disappointed,
she expected something more, she expected stones to crack, clouds to break,
mountains to split. 'Then a devil sick the trident in her butt' and she thought
of somebody that can make her cum on an on for hours - her dike girlfriend Linda
Hess. She went into her house, picked up the phone and called Linda

	"Hallo, 'tis Linda" said the voice	

	"Hello Linda this is Helga, what you doing bitch?"

	"Nothin', just wachin' a porn, you know me, I'm the horniest dike in the
East"

	"What about one-on-one, eh?" asked Helga

	"I'll be at your place in five" promised Linda

	Helga went to her room, picked up everything that was lying around, took
a shower - washing all her body parts that are gonna be used during that day,
and then went and put on her pink g-string, a tight-black-leather mini-skirt on
top of it, and a leather top, squeezing her tits as tight as she could. She
walked to her kitchen, took a knife, a lime from the fridge, cut it in half,
took one more time her top off, dripped a few lemon drops on her nipples and
then she started sucking them, hard. But unfortunately the ringing of the door
interrupted her.

	"Fuck!" she swore, and went to answer the bell: "Who is it"

	"Mistress Linda" answered the other voice. Helga opened it:

	"Mistress my ass, slave" replied Helga

	"Yea, whatever. Give me a drink bitch!" demanded Linda

	"I got Radeberger, Lowenbrau and some stinkin' Russian Vodka"

	"Radeberger... tall glass" demanded Linda

	Helga went to the fridge, took out an ice-cold beer, pored it out into a
tall glass and handed it to Linda. Who took it and drank it fast, put the glass
down and asked: "Now what?" 

	Helga got up, went closer to her friend, who was laying on the sofa, got
on her knees, and gently moved her hands towards Levis jeans, she touched the
lower area of her body, reached for her zipper and gently took it down,
revealing a small part of her cotton panties. Linda pushed her pelvis upward,
and Helga removed her jeans leaving only in a shirt and underwear.

	"Now, lets see them tits, Linda"

	Linda obeyed and she removed the shirt and the bra, revealing her small
round breasts ending up with a pointy nipple on each. Helga jumped quickly on
top of her, sucking her, and from time to time biting them a little. She
continued kissing her body: between her boobs, going down her stomach, liking
her navel gently with the tip of her tongue, then she took one of her fingers
and put a little pressure on it - Linda screamed of pleasure:

	"Take your panties off!" demanded Helga.

	She obeyed pulling slowly her underwear down and finally revealing her
shaved pussy. Helga did the same taking all of her clothes off leaving them both
naked in the middle of the living room.

	"Hmm, you're shaved too" admired Linda

	"Yes... you like it?"

	"Absolutely,"

	Linda moved towards her most delicate girlfriend, embracing her, and her
hand slowly moved down the flat of her back, until she reached her firm bottom.
She grabbed one of the ass chicks slowly, when moved her hand onto the other
one, then she probed Helga's anus with her finger, and finally Slap! He slapped
her ass. Slap! Then again, Slap! And a third time, she begun slapping her ass on
and on until that pink-pale color that she had, transformed into a burning red.
And with each smack, Helga jumped, from pain, from pleasure, from all the fetish
desires that were siring it her hear. Finally Linda stopped, admiring her hot,
burning bottom. But then Helga did something that nobody expected.

	She went bare-naked in the other room and pulled a black bag from her
closet. She opened, and in the bag there were an endless number of punishment
tools: chains, cuffs, canes, clothes pins, whips, nipple clamps, all that you
need to transform a few minutes of a girl's life into a torment.

	"What do you want me to do with these?" asked Linda

	"Punish me, mistress punish me, I've been a bad girl" begged Helga

	"Do you have a X-cross?" asked Linda

	"What is a X-cross?" asked Helga

	"A fucking apparatus for bondage where you get spread-eagled and
tormented" said Linda with an attitude on her face.

	"Yes I have... in the basement" responded Helga

	"Then let's go, make a pincushion out of my body" said Linda

	"This way" pointed Helga

	She took the 'bondage-bag' and showed her way to the basement. Whey
passed the kitchen, opened the door, and a staircase showed her way down. The
further down they went, the more of the room it showed. First there was a rack
with about six canes of different sizes - some longer some shorter, depending on
what size the dominatrix wanted to use on its pray; next to it another one with
whips and paddles - showing a variety of sizes and types, ending with the
classic bull-whip; then on the opposite a huge open closet with holding many
bondage devices and finally, next to it the well polished X-cross.

	Pointing at the X-cross, Helga showed the direction in which her slave
has to move to. And reaching the fetish apparatus, she turned with her bag
touching the cross and asked to be tied up. Linda came slowly to Helga, placed
her hands and legs in the right position, tying them with restrains, and with
the slave's body immobilized in a spread-eagle position she started her
grotesque session of painful experiences.

	"Are you comfortable?" asked Helga slowly rubbing the girl's tits

	"Yes mistress" answered the slave obedient

	Helga went to the whip closet, an took one with about a dozen braded
tails, then went to where her slave was waiting impatiently, here was a pause,
then Swishsh! The whip landed on Linda's tits making her scream

	"No screaming Linda" demanded the oppressor "well not yet anyways"
whispered Helga to herself, then took one more step closer and Swishsh! Hit her
breasts again. Swishsh! The more they got whipped the redder they got. There was
no escape from the mistresses hand and the power of her device which lashed
Helga's tits on and on without mercy. Swishsh! Swishsh! Swishsh!

	After twenty minutes, the dominatrix stopped, placing the whip aside and
moving towards one of her closets she found what she was looking for: zipper-bag
of clothe pins. She came close to her freshly whipped girl, showed her the bag
of 'trick' and asked her:

       "Where do you want me to put these?"

       "On my tits and pussy, mistress"

       Helga took a clip with her right hand, opened it, and while the other
hand was holding Linda's boob, she placed the clothe pin on one of her nipples -
Linda gasp for air:

       "It hurts, mistress... it hurts so bad" she moaned

       "I know it does" replied Helga and placed the second on the other nipple.
After both pins were in position, she stroked gently the slave's pussy and asked
her: "Can you take six more in your pussy?"  Linda nodded 'yes' with her head.

	She kneeled down, facing Linda's pussy, gave it a big lick, with the tip
of her tongue, then she took her left hand, put a few fingers in - to spread the
pussy lips apart and then put one clothe pin at the beginning of Linda's left
lip. Then continued fast to place the second and third, switched to the other
lip and placed the final three there. Linda begun crying, her vagina was in so
much pain she couldn't take it anymore, but she resisted, looking at the
satisfied face of her suppressor, who grabbed the pins - three with each palm
and begun pulling the sex apart. She began sliding her fingers between the
'crowned' pussy lips looking how red they turn with each stroke, wondering how
muck they are hurting, and how much you will you must have in order to take this
kind of abuse. She decided it was time for her girlfriend's hell to end but when
she touched Linda's 'pussy-pins' she saw something glowing with the corner of
her eyes, she took the book, went close to the X-cross and asked:

	"What is this Linda?" and opened the book

       "I don't know, have mercy of me, I can't take it anymore, they them off
me" begged Linda. But in that moment they both read out loud the forbidden
words:  -------------- "NATET HOTET AZAYO"

       They were gone... The room was completely empty.



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