Part 2
The young girl stood naked and shivering in the cold rain. Her long
blond hair hung to her waist, the tips caressing the deep cleft and sharp curves
of her buttocks. Her blue eyes were half shut from shock and the aftermath of
the most powerful series of climaxes she had experienced in her sixteen years.
The freezing rain hammered her slender body causing it to shiver and her small
nipples to stand hard and erect. Aureoles barely the size of a nickel, each
delicate pink disk had tightened to a sharp cone crested with a small hard nub.
Unconsciously the girl rubbed the painfully pulsing flesh. Her hands were as
small and delicate as her lithe body suggested. She covered each nub with her
palms and began to rub them to generate warmth. The hidden watchers drew sharp
inbreathes as her motions accentuated the size of her breasts. So full and
perfect were those two half globes that they did not sag and bring notice to
their size. But now each was clearly broader at the base than her full hand and
the cleavage formed by her rubbing motion indicated they were equally deep.
Still rubbing her sore breasts Jenny walked closer to the forbidding
wooden door. Her steps were slow and painful. Each movement caused the rough
egg sized rock to dig painfully into the sensitive tissues of her vagina.
Lucinda Pierce had left it pressed hard against her cervix after using it to
take her virginity. On the slow walk to the keep it had slowly shifted and
moved down until it pressed against the inside of her pelvic bone. Its movement
had been aided by large amounts of blood, mud, cum and the lubricating fluid her
passionate young body loved to pour out given the slightest reason. Ordinarily
the rock would have passed, albeit painfully, through that narrow channel and
fallen out of her but Lucinda's mud covered fist had brutally battered its
length. With some guilty pleasure Jenny recalled how Lucinda's fist enlarged by
gripping the rock had smashed into her pelvic bone where the narrowness of her
own body prevented it from leaving. How each attempted withdrawal had rocked
her back on her hands and knees until the fist moved up again. Up into her
virgin body to batter against the opening of her womb and knock her forward.
Her breasts had bounced, her back had arched and she had screamed from the pain.
And cum from the pain and begged for more. Now the circle of her flesh that had
taken the brunt of the battering had swollen until her inner passage was shut
trapping the rock inside her. The rest of the battered tissues had also swelled
causing her female muscles to tighten around the rock making it seem like it was
getting bigger by the minute.
Each step was agony and memory. Combined with the gentle rubbing of her
ultra sensitive nipples, the cold rain on her breasts and anticipation the pain
was making her aroused again. She still had to endure a two hour punishment
session to gain entrance into the keep where presumably she would gain warmth
and food and medical attention. A minor shudder ran through her body as she
achieved a micro-orgasm and a small bit of clear fluid appeared between her
private lips. The rain soon mingled it with the smear of blood, mud and cum
that already covered the junction of her long legs. Sighing happily she walked
toward the keep. Ms. Pierce's School of Female Gymnastics was everything she
had hoped for.
At the door she was ordered to clean up by a young girls voice. Cupping
her hands she trapped a runnel of water that coursed down the pale flesh of her
body and gave herself a quick bath. Particular attention was paid to her cunt.
As the concealing muck was washed away the full outer lips of her clean shaven
crotch were revealed. Each was full, pert and together they completely
concealed the coral pink of her inner lips. Presenting herself again she was
ordered to clean better. This time she used two fingers to spread the fleshy
lips and reveal the delicate fluted inner lips. The ice cold rain was cupped
and gently applied to her hot insides making her shiver. Following more orders
she then pried up the fragile hood covering her clit and washed that as well.
Then she slipped a hand behind her and up between her legs to spread herself
differently incase some bit of dirt had become lodged in the folds of her small
girlish sex. After this through washing her insides were as cold as her outside
and she shivered uncontrollably.
Moving to a small slot in the door she turned around and bent over. Her
legs were spaced shoulder width apart and she reached back and opened her pussy.
She felt heat as a powerful light illuminated her privates and with a degree of
embarrassment she manipulated the feminine folds until the inspector was
satisfied. Then she was ordered to spread her butt cheeks. By now
embarrassment had faded under the pressure of arousal and she willing revealed
her most hidden entrance to the unknown watcher. Flush with the excitement of
venturing into the forbidden she did as she was told. Seconds later she jerked
in surprise as a cool tube touched her newly revealed orifice. Hot juices
started flowing down her legs as her cunt began to pulse. The rock buried in
her seemed to swell and beat in time to her heart. Her whole body shuddered in
brief orgasm as she held herself still, obeying her early training not to move
unless ordered to.
Eagerly she obeyed the next order and grasping the flexible tubing she
began to insert it. At first she had difficulties as her tight entrance denied
the unlubricated tubing. For minutes her struggles amused her watchers until
another brief orgasm cleared her mind enough and she began coating the tube with
her own ample supply of lubrication. A third micro-orgasm coursed through her
slender body as her entrance was breached and the tube slid into forbidden
territory. For minutes she moaned and writhed as she fed the tube up her bowels
pausing only to lubricate each new length. After four feet of hose rested deep
inside her she reached a small sphere in the hose about the size of a golf ball.
Wiggling her ass she began to work it in.
Once the ball was inside her she was ordered to stop and walk forward
until she stood under a solid stream of water pouring from the mouth of a
gargoyle four stories up. She was then told to lay back on the ground under the
stream until it hit her stomach right below her belly button. The small ball
swelled and she felt the urge to expel it. Briefly she warred with the instinct
until it won and she discovered to her chagrin that the ball was too big to be
passed. Squirming in discomfort she attempted to relax as the ball swelled
further. A few tugs on the tubing confirmed her discovery for her watchers and
hot fluid began to gush down the tube. The tube expanded and small holes opened
to sluice down her insides. After filling her almost to her pain threshold the
ball deflated and the dirty water rushed out of her and was washed down the
drain. Several more cycles passed until she was the cleanest she had ever been.
After the thorough cleaning she was order to stand by the gate with her
arms behind her crossed at the wrist. Assuming the familiar bondage position
she was unsurprised to feel her wrists being wrapped in nylon rope. Each ankle
was also bound individually. The rope holding her wrists began to lift and she
slowly bent over. Soon most of her weight was held by her wrists and her
shoulders began to burn with the strain. Next her legs were drawn up and she
bit back a whimper as her shoulders took all her weight. Her legs were pulled
up until she was bent backwards in a J-shaped curve. Her legs were above her
head and pulled shoulder width apart. The rope securing her wrists was then
pulled backward between her legs to force her breasts out until they were the
lowest part of her body if she held her head up. Breathing shallowly to avoid
straining her stretched stomach muscles she watched as the blood began pooling
in her dangling breasts causing them to swell. The darker flesh of her nipples
turned a deep purple and each began to swell painfully.
The exposed position combined with the growing pain in her breasts
caused her abused young body to begin pulsing with perverted desire once again.
Several minutes passes as her breasts continued to swell and the sensitive skin
became tight and ultra-sensitive. Her womanhood also swelled and flowered and
at the command of a hidden watcher her leg ropes were pulled apart. The
ripening bud between her slender legs was opened further and a careful watcher
could see between the inner petals to the wet pink innards of her girlish
privates. Jenny began to perspire and her sweat mingled with the light rain to
run in rivulets down her taunt limbs to drip from the hardened crests of her
hanging breasts. The ropes were tightened more until her feet were pulled up
past her hips toward her head and her back was bent into an inflexible C. The
watchers stared avidly at her feminine opening as her inner muscles flexed and
clenched and tried to pull a non-existent something into her. Clear streamers
of lubricant were forced out by the writhing muscles and parted her inner lips
before spilling down her stomach.
While the watchers feasted on the sight of the young girls gaping pussy
a hooded figure move to place a wide board directly under Jenny's dangling tits.
The polished wood was bare except for two long needles. Each needle was six
inches long. Staring at the needles Jenny began to shudder. Her shudders
turned into desperate but highly constrained twisting as the ropes began to
lower her toward the sharp tipped torture implements. Her efforts did nothing
except make her breasts swing and remind her that a rough stone was buried deep
in her feminine innards. Her squirming and upside down position shifted the
rock until it pressed firmly against her cervix. Resigning to the inevitable
she watch in terrified fascination as the long needles approached her sensitive
and helpless flesh. As the needles came closer she tried to breath shallower to
keep her swollen nipples from the glistening metal. Finally unable to hold her
breath any longer she gently inhaled. The sharp prick of the needle caused her
to shudder but to her surprise it did not penetrate her flesh. A few more
experimental breaths later she discovered that she could take the painful jabs
as she inhaled. Unlike the needles that her former master had used to pierce
her soft flesh these were thicker and would not enter her as easily. Her relief
turned to horror as she felt herself lowered infinitesimally closer to the
board. Each increment brought more pain as more of the weight of her swollen
breasts rested on the needle tip as she breathed. Arousal flowed through her
adolescent body as she realized the inevitability of her penetration. Watchers
were rewarded by brief glimpse deep into her pink tunnel as a brief orgasm
overcame her. Her feminine muscles clenched and expelled a small glob of cum
then gapped open briefly before the petals of her sex closed. An increase in
the tension of the ropes failed to part her now tightly close lipped entrance
and the tension was relaxed to prevent permanently injuring her.
Almost twenty minutes after the needles first touched her ballooning
tits Jenny whimpered as half the weight of her large tits came to rest on the
thick needle. Her nipples had hardened to form two pebble sized crests of
female flesh. Now the needles pushed her nipples up into the softer mounds of
her tits with each breath and she knew she was about to be violated by the thick
metal. The sixteen year olds body was lowered another fraction. As she
carefully inhaled air into her lungs the needle pressed against her left boob
breached the hardened flesh. Jenny bit her lip as the thick shaft slid into
her. Its violation of her sensitive flesh was slow. The tight flesh of her
nipple gripped the intruder as the weight of her large breast forced it down.
Whimpering she allowed her head to fall forward and stare at the shiny invader.
The slender tip of the needle entered her tender flesh for only a centimeter
before it stopped. Her nipple was still pressed tightly into the meat of her
breast and as Jenny stared in horror at the torturous implement she discovered
why. The needles were not uniformly thick. They tapered gradually over their
six inch length. Although the tips were narrow they were not as slender as the
needles that had first pierced her budding breasts when she was fourteen. The
wider base was half as thick as her nipple. As she was lowered she would have
to contend not only with their deeper penetration into her delicate female flesh
but also the pain as the hole they made was widened.
Realization of her plight made her gasp in inevitably mingled
horror/excitement. As she lost control of her careful breathing her right
nipple was cruelly entered by the tip if its torturing needle. Shudders of pain
mixed with ripples of pleasure and set her pendulous breasts to swaying. The
needle tips twisted inside her adding to the conflicting signals. Jenny's lithe
slender body writhed as best it could in its tight bondage. Each movement added
to the pain/pleasure maelstrom stirring her heightening the elemental clash
until she screamed and orgasmed. It was her first major orgasm since Lucinda
had fisted her almost two hours earlier. Her stomach muscles clenched and tore
from being stretched beyond endurance by the restraining ropes. Her long legs
strained to pull themselves together and clasp what should have been her lover
tightly to her young body. Instead her thigh muscles rippled and strained in
vain against the ropes holding her open and exposed. The prepubescently smooth
double curve of her female lips pressed themselves tightly shut and seemed to
suck inward guiding a nonexistent companion to the deeper treasures of her
womanhood. Inside the hot channel of her sex the walls undulated with
primordial urgency pulling forward with the same futile desire they had her
first orgasm two years ago.
This time was different. A rough rock was buried deep in her. With
each muscle tearing spasm of her great orgasm the strong undulations commanded
that anything inside her move deeper. And the rock tried. It smashed with
bruising force against the opening of her cervix. Again and again it obeyed her
body's desperate command and tried to violate that last tight entrance. It felt
to Jenny as if she were being pummeled at the core of her being as indeed she
was. The brutal battering worked it crude magic on her confused young body and
the intensity of her orgasm escalated until she fainted like the day her first
master had crushed her innocent fourteen years old breasts.
Jenny woke to the warm tingly after glow of an immense orgasm. A
feeling of delighted contentment flowed through her. The sun had finally parted
the storm clouds and she lifted her head toward the light and smiled. The fine
strands of her white blond hair framed the delicate pixyish features of her
face. When she opened her large blue eyes they were full of joy and delight in
life. Anyone seeing that bright smile would think it the wondering smile of an
innocent young angel. An angel who's sweet breasts had swelled to half again
their normal size, turned dark purple from the pooling of blood forced by her
inverted bondage position and been pierced by two large shiny needles. The
ropes holding her in that position had been slacked during her faint to reduce
the damage done to her. Her nipples had also loosened their grip on the
invading needles and they began to slide deeper into her tender flesh. The
renewed onslaught of the cold unyielding metal woke the young girl fully.
Before she could move the ropes were tightened again. Her nipples tightened
again just in time for her unseen captors to lower her incrementally closer to
the ground and she began the second hour of her punishment.
The first half of the second hour held nothing more than Jenny's gentle
moans as a full inch of the slowly widening needle was slowly forced into her
sensitive breasts by their own weight. Her resilient body had been pushed to
its limit by two major orgasms and innumerable smaller ones. The incremental
violation by the needles kept her in a constant state of mild arousal. Just
enough to keep her nipples erect and squeezing the needle. The rest of her body
was beaten by her struggles with the ropes. Her hands and feet had gone numb
and the rock formed a hard alien lump against the entrance to her womb.
With only half an hour to go the ropes suddenly stopped lowering her.
So slowly that at first she didn't notice they began lifting her body away from
the ground. An unseen touch on the ropes caused her body to began swaying. It
pivoted on a slow circle around the sharp needles buried in the twin mounds of
her soft dangling breasts. The added stimulation provoked her nipples into
tightening further. With only fifteen minutes to go her breasts were being
tugged by the weight of the board hanging by the needles. Before the needles
could slip out they were stopped by a slim hand. The smell of Lucinda's perfume
swirled around Jenny with a sudden gust of wind. "Hello, Jenny." Lucinda's
voice managed to be cool but affectionate at the same time. It roused Jenny
from the trance like state she always fell into while being tortured. "Hello,
mistress." She replied in a hoarse whisper. Lucinda held a small glass of
water with a straw to her lips and suddenly aware of a great thirst Jenny
eagerly drank it. "Better?" "Yes, mistress." Jenny's voice was stronger but
still quiet. "Call me Lucinda. More personal don't you think?" Before Jenny
could reply and as awareness of her naked body and the prominent exposure of her
private areas flooded her mind Lucinda continued. "You have a task for the next
fifteen minutes. You cannot let this board fall." For a moment her voice was
as sharp and unforgiving as the needles and rock buried in Jenny. "I've decided
to help you." Lucinda's voice took on the high sweet tones of a kindergarten
teacher. "First you must concentrate on not letting the needles slip. Think of
anything that will make your nipples really, really hard." As Lucinda's
suddenly seductive voice reached out to caress her Jenny looked desperately for
something. Her gaze fell on the bracelets circling Lucinda's slender wrist. As
sudden flood of tactile memory coursed through Jenny as she remembered the
bracelets jangling against the stretched lips of her cunt as that wrist slid in
and out of her. Her mistress gave a soft knowing laugh as she released the
board to hang from Jenny's suddenly rock hard nibbles.
Waves of heat poured from the girl's suspended body as Lucinda walked
around it to stand facing the juncture of her spread legs. Ms. Pierce leaned
close to inhale the delicate musky bouquet of girlish cum and the lighter scent
that was uniquely Jenny. She caressed the inside of one straining thigh with a
sharp nail. Her other hand began tracing designs in the trails of slippery
fluid that spilled from between the plump feminine lips to spill down the girl's
flat athletic stomach. Gradually as if by coincidence her two fingers moved
until each rested on the tightly curved lips. Exerting gentle pressure they
parted the two halves and she breathed in to sample the fresh scents rising from
the frail crushed petals of the girl's inner lips. A moment later Lucinda's
tongue slid out in a sharp point to slip deftly into the inner cleft for a more
direct sampling of flavors. Her tongue slipped eagerly into each hidden crevice
to taste each slightly different pool of trapped juice. The intimate tasting
went on for several minutes until Jenny's soft despairing moan let her know the
needles were starting to slip. Her finger slipped with easy familiarity through
the folds of sensitive delicate flesh to rest on a small hard nub. Pressing and
stroking gently she looked to see Jenny's responsive nipples tighten once more.
The caress continued for only a second more until Lucinda drew back her
hand to give the exposed pussy a stinging slap that pushed Jenny's body forward.
The unfamiliar pain jolted Jenny the same instant the board swayed and dug the
needles into her tits. A tiny micro-orgasm shuddered through her and the
smallest amount of new fluid glistened between the lips of her pussy . Lucinda
continued her caress until Jenny's body slowed its movement and she delivered
another hard slap. The soft lips were already tender from their earlier harsh
violation and each slap was enough to cause a micro-orgasm to ripple through
Jenny's tired body. After four more tiny climaxes Jenny could no longer produce
more fluid and her nipples began to soften. Seeing this Lucinda slipped her
thumb into the folds of pussy flesh and gripped the base of Jenny's clit. A
hard twist cause a corresponding hardening of much abused nipples. Jenny
screamed out her thanks then begged for it to stop but Lucinda could no longer
hear her. Once more this young girl's soft responsive flesh reminded her of an
even younger girl's torture.
She was twelve again. The cold air in the ally behind the bar tingled
over her naked skin. The moon was full and in it lights she could see the
scarred men who bent her young body over an empty beer keg. She was force to
straddle it then bend forward until her cheek touched the hard wood and her
hands could grip the rim. Rough hands gripped her narrow waist and scooted her
backwards until her privates hung in the air over the other rim. The wood dug
furrows into the soft flesh of her belly and the swollen nipples that would
someday grow into too large breasts. Wedges were placed under the barrel to
keep it from moving side to side. Money changed hands and someone began
loosening the screws that helped clamp her virgin pussy shut. As the clamp came
off blood flowed back into the tissue and she cried softly fearful of a beating.
A cultured voice she would soon associate with her master and owner spoke.
"Please spread your lips, doll." Trembling she reached back and grasped the
bruised flesh. Pulling it apart she waited. Soon a rough wooden stick wrapped
in the remains of she school dress entered her up to her cervix in one powerful
motion. The voice explained. "The cloth will absorb the blood and keep her dry
so its more painful when you take her." After a minute the stick and cloth were
removed. The stick was tossed to join the litter in the alley and the cloth was
bundled up to form a gag. A massive hand gripped her entire private region then
with a possessive growl the stranger entered her.
She was taken five times. Each one bottomed out in her too small channel
and damaged her cervix more. After the fifth the voice returned and asked her
to hold herself open once more. The gag was removed so she could acknowledge
her new master. This time with her assistance his fingers revealed the erect
nub of her clit. At the base he placed an open ring with a screw shut closure.
Using a tiny jewelers screwdriver he began to close the opening. She screamed
but this time the noise was muffled by a thick dick wet from her own juices.
For an eternity she shuddered and cried and still held herself open. Her nails
drew bloody half moons on the lips of her pussy and she didn't notice until
later when she was punished for hurting herself without permission.
Once the ring was screwed shut she was asked to stand. Trembling she
obeyed her master and he attached a small leash to her new ring. A sharp tug
sent her walking after him. Only once did she look back to watch the five men
bend another young girl over Her barrel and to search vainly amongst the
detritus of the alley for the stick that had taken her virginity.
A small beep from her watch wrenched Lucinda back to the present.
Slowly she withdrew her bloody fingers from Jenny's pussy. Her thumb had made a
small oozing crescent at the base of the girl's clit. Sudden anger at herself
and the girl seized her. With an abrupt gesture she ordered the girl brought
down and released. Walking a short way she stared at the rain clouds still
drenching the mountains and into the past she had carefully forgotten.
Lucinda walked to stand between Jenny and the Keep. "Present yourself."
She ordered the tired girl. Swiftly Jenny stood erect. She moved her shoulders
back and thrust her chest forward. She raised her head and placed her feet
shoulder width apart. Intuition mingled with daring pulled her hands up.
Carefully she placed her still tingling hands under her swollen and bruised
breasts gripping and lifting them slightly. The movement caused a fresh stream
of bright crimson blood to flow from her violated nipples. It flowed down the
tortured flesh of her breasts and over her hands that had turned an identical
shade of dark blue purple from the rope bondage. The shining drops then ran
down her arms where the flesh returned to its normal pale white to drip from her
elbows onto the muddy ground.
Opening her mouth to correct the girl's posture Lucinda suddenly
stopped. This pose held artistry. The pairing of abused colors against the
contrast of her pure white skin joined by the thin crimson stream was beautiful.
Slowly she smiled and was pleased to see the girl respond in turn. Jenny's face
still held its childhood innocence but her smile was the unadulterated
satisfaction of a well pleasured woman. Behind her the mountains still
shuddered under the lashing rain but the sun reached to touch and highlight the
strands of white gold in her hair. The pose held the perfect juxtaposition of
pain with pleasure, ravaged flesh with untouched perfection, innocence with
carnal knowledge on a background of light and darkness. Reaching into her purse
Lucinda removed a camera and gave Jenny her highest complement. She took a
picture.
