Teen Fuck Toy – A Thanatos Tale – Part One

Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of torture and humiliation. It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasy and reality.

-- Cerberus

In a quiet section of Manhattan, a large anonymous brownstone serves as a rest home for some members of the Thanatos Society who are too old to care for themselves. While the residents are wealthy enough to pay a staff to care for them at their homes, in their declining years they prefer the camaraderie of those who share a predilection for the suffering of young women.

Unlike the spartan sterility that characterizes most publicly funded old folks home, this private establishment, known as Far Horizons Lodge, is extremely luxurious. On the top two floors of the building are a dozen suites. Each one has a large bedroom, a sitting room with fireplace and a fully equipped bathroom. The ground floor of the building contains administrative offices, a large communal dining room, the kitchen and a game room with billiard and card tables. Another room has been turned into a mini-theatre. While each private suite has its own thirty-two inch high definition television system, this room has a huge plasma television connected to the latest high-tech sound system. As well as DVD and videotape machines, the television system in the home has a unique feature. A satellite dish on the roof picks up and unscrambles direct transmissions from the Thanatos Manor. Residents can watch what goes on in the Manor's infamous Theater of Pain. The old men can also see the young students of the Thanatos Academy of Sexual Slavery practicing their lessons. In addition, the Lodge can receive signals from a variety of brothels run by the Thanatos Society. The basement of the old folks home has a large swimming pool that many residents use as part of their physiotherapy regime. The underground level also contains a fully equipped torture chamber.

Like other high-end homes for elderly people, this one has a doctor, nurses and physiotherapists on staff. Part of the staff consists of six Thanatos "facilitators". These rather large and muscular men maintain security in the home and assist the older residents in the pursuit of their common hobby – torturing and humiliating helpless young women.

Currently, there are ten men living in the home. Each one has his own personal slave to look after his every need. Most of these women are in their early twenties. The tight silver collars tightly clasping their throats serve to set them apart from the regular staff. That and the fact that they are often forced to wear bizarre costumes not normally seen in old age homes.

Occasionally a member of a resident's family will send a fuck-toy to the home for all to enjoy. Let us now join one such toy named Eva on her first visit to this malevolent residence.

It's early Sunday afternoon when a large yellow taxi pulls to a stop in front of the Thanatos Lodge. The back door opens and Eva steps out. The cabby gets out of car and retrieves a large suitcase from the trunk. The fact that a New York taxi driver actually hauls his ass out of his seat to help a passenger is a testament to Eva's beauty (and to the generous tip she had given him). He offers to carry the suitcase up the steps of the building to the front door, but the girl flashes a dazzling smile and tells him that it's not necessary. Eva stands for a minute watching the cab pull away. She is aware of the admiring glances of the pedestrians who pass her on the street. She is an extremely beautiful young girl and has grown used to appreciative looks. Her natural flaxen hair is tied into two long braids that frame her heart-shaped face. Her flawless skin is a translucent peach color. She has large, round cornflower blue eyes and a small upturned nose. Her full, red lips break into a wide girlish grin, revealing perfect white teeth. On her ears are small pearl button earrings. On the fourth finger of her right hand she wears a small gold ring. A capital "T" with an S-shaped serpent entwined around the vertical shaft of the T Engraved on its surface – the symbol of the Thanatos Society. Eva's wearing an outfit makes her look younger than her fifteen years. A blue ribbon in her hair is the same color as the ribbon woven into the bodice of her pale yellow knee-length dress. White stockings caress the curves of her slender legs. She's wearing white, flat-heeled shoes. The young girl is a picture of innocence. In her modest and conservative outfit, Eva looks like she is returning from a Sunday church service. As she continues to catch admiring glances from the people passing by, many of whom no doubt wishing that their teenaged daughters dressed as conservatively as she did. Her smile widens as she wonders how these people would react if they knew that she was one of the most depraved pain and cum sluts ever to have graduated from the Thanatos Academy of Sexual Slavery.

Eva lugs her suitcase up the steps that lead to the front door of the Lodge. As she climbs a gust of wind tugs at the hem of her dress. The teenager tries to imagine what the passers-by on the street would think if the breeze gusted hard enough to reveal that she is not wearing panties. Eva announces her presence by rapping loudly with the large brass knocker fixed to the center of the door. Almost immediately, it is opened by one of the facilitators. He smiles and says in German accented English "Good afternoon, Cunt-Eva. You may call me Master Karl. I trust you've had an uneventful flight up from Texas."

"Yes, I did. Thank you," she replies as she steps into the foyer of the home.

Eva has been sent to New York for a few days by her owner Arthur Smith whose eighty-three year-old father, Luther, lives in the residence. Normally, she lives on the younger man's large ranch where she is the second youngest of a stable of ten slaves.

As the facilitator leads Eva through a second door into a large corridor, she has time to admire the décor. On the wall to the right is a portrait of the Marquis de Sade, patron "saint" of the Thanatos Society. On the opposite wall is a watercolor picture of a very small girl being fucked from behind by a very large dog. Eva notices the signature of the artist. She is impressed. Several of his less controversial pictures hang in the Museum of Modern Art. There are several narrow side tables along the corridor. They are made of the same dark gleaming wood that panels the lower half of the walls. Eva stops to look at some of the small statues that sit on the tables. She is particularly attracted to a ten inch high Lladro sculpture of a tall man standing with his cock in the mouth of a beautiful girl. The artist has captured the moment of climax on the man's face. Eva smiles when she notices that the sculptor has even fashioned a porcelain line of sperm running out of each corner of the girl's mouth. On another table is a what appears to be a Royal Dalton statuette. She remembers seeing this type of statue in her grandmother's home before she was sold to the Thanatos Society by her mother. Grandma's statue was of a woman dressed in eighteenth century finery carrying a basket of pink flowers. The one here is somewhat different. One of the characters is indeed a young woman similar to the one her grandmother owned. However, this one is stripped to the waist. She kneels with her back to a man dressed like a Victorian English gentleman. He holds in his right hand a finely crafted cat-o-nine tails. Looking closely, Eva notices that the sculptor has painted what looks like blood on the whip. The tiny woman's back is criss-crossed with dozens of welts and bruises.

On the wall above the table is an oil painting. It is typical of familiar hunting scenes in which with men on horseback, surrounded by a pack of hounds, ride across the English countryside in pursuit of a fox or stag. Only in this painting, the target of their pursuit is a naked girl. She is cornered against a large oak tree by the hounds, one of which has sunk his fangs into the pink flesh of her thigh. The artist has been able to capture the look of pain and horror on the young woman's face.

Eva tears herself away from the picture and catches up to Karl. He stops in front of a door near the back of the building and knocks softly.

"Come," says a deep feminine voice. Karl opens the door and ushers Eva into the office of Dr Evelyn Grower, the Director of the Thanatos Lodge. This distinguished looking middle aged woman is a physician with a specialty in geriatric medicine. She is also the nastiest dominatrix in Manhattan. Currently she is wearing her "doctor" outfit – a white smock over a tailored suit. She looks at Eva and smiles.

"Thank you, Karl," she says. "Please take Eva's suitcase up to Mr Smith's suite. Be quiet when you get there for the old fellow's taking a nap."

Turning her attention to the teenager she says, "We've been expecting you. Since Mr Smith and most of the other residents are currently napping, we have an opportunity to get acquainted. Have a seat."

The fifteen year-old sits on a wooden chair in front of Dr Grower's desk. She sits demurely with her legs modestly crossed and her hands folded on her lap. A picture of wholesome innocence.

"Any problems finding the Lodge, my dear?" asks the older woman.

"No Ma'am."

Are you hungry?"

"Not really, Ma'am. I ate on the plane."

Like many experienced travelers, Eva eschewed the normal fare offered by the airlines and brought her own food aboard the plane. She would have enjoyed what was offered in the first class section in which she had traveled. It's just that her Master ordered his staff to prepare a special box lunch for her. The teenager got some odd looks from the flight attendants as they passed by Eva's seat and smelled what she was eating. On the pullout tray in front of her was an egg salad sandwich on white bread. Beside it was the cup from a thermos that was filled with what appeared to be a thick strawberry milkshake. What made this meal different from the millions of school lunches packed by typical fifteen year-olds were the special ingredients that Smith insisted the chef use when assembling the meal. The egg salad had been prepared with a quarter-cup of stallion semen instead of mayonnaise. The "strawberry" milkshake was indeed made mostly of milk. However, it did not come from cows, but from sows. The cook achieved the pink color of strawberries by adding the menstrual blood of some of the slaves. Eva had chocolate chip cookies for dessert, except the chocolate chips had been replace with dead fire ants. As she chewed, the acid in the insect's bodies burned the insides of her mouth. She finished her meal with a special treat -- a single cream-filled bonbon of white chocolate. She bit it in half to reveal its creamy centre. Eva felt very honored for her Master had contributed his own cock snot to the ingredients of the candy.

"Your Master tells me that you graduated first in your class from the Academy," says Dr Grower.

Eva blushes and nods her head modestly.

"You must be very proud."

"Oh, I am," says the fifteen-year-old.

"Wonderful. By the way, that's a lovely dress, my dear," continues the older woman.

"Thank you. Master bought it for me at Saks Fifth Avenue in Houston.

"Stand up, girl, and turn around."

Eva obeys.

"Take off your dress."

Without hesitating the girl unbuttons the back of her dress and lifts it over her head. She places it on her chair and stands in front of Grower.

"Lovely," she murmurs.

Indeed, Eva is a five feet two inch vision teenaged beauty. She stands proudly before the older woman. Sheer white stockings enhance the curves of her long shapely legs. They stop midway up her thighs and are held up by a lacy white satin garter belt. Dr Grower's eyes widen and she grins. A blue satin cord runs from a ring sewn into the front of the garter belt to a tiny gold ring that pierces the girl's clitoris. The cord is just short enough to stretch the sensitive nubbin of flesh so that it is pulled out from the protective lips of her hairless cunt.

"Turn around," orders Grower.

Eva slowly turns, revealing a lovely back and even lovelier ass. Dr Grower appreciates the two dimples in the girl's lower back. Her buttocks are firm and tight globes. The flesh of Eva's back bears the wonderful faint scars of numerous floggings. Her Master stopped beating her a month ago so that her wounds would heal in time for her visit to the old man. In the center of her left buttock is a tattoo. The words "Thanatos Academy" have been needled into her once perfect flesh with black ink. The words form an arch. Across the gap at the bottom of the arch is a tattoo in red ink of the year that Eva graduated from the school of slavery. Dr Grower is impressed. It appears that the girl graduated when she was only thirteen. The tattoo surrounds a scar. A red-hot branding iron had been used to burn the emblem of the Thanatos Society into the firm soft tissue of Eva's buttock. The emblem is identical to the one that the girl wears on the ring on her finger. Dr Grower remarks that she's sorry she wasn't present at Eva's branding adding that she found the smell of burning girl-meat delightful.

The Director tells Eva to face her again. She slides her gaze up from the girl's pussy, past her belly button and concentrates on her breasts. Eva is wearing a punishment bra. It fits tightly over her small hard titties. Grower orders her to remove the garment. Eva reaches behind and undoes the clasp. She peels the bra away from her tits. The inside of each 32B cup is covered with hundreds of tiny hard rubber spikes. Because they are rubber, they don't break the creamy skin of her breasts but are sharp enough to cause constant pain. Right now, her skin is not so creamy as it is covered with hundreds of angry red welts. As Eva stands serenely before her, Dr Grower notices a flash of silver on the girl's right nipple. "What's that?" she wonders and rises from her chair to approach the teen for a closer look. She bends slightly to inspect the girl's fleshy nipples. The pink nubbins stand out proudly from their small round aureoles. Each nipple is half an inch in length and a quarter inch in diameter. Directly in the center of each is the silver head of a needle. Dr Grower pinches the head of the needle in Eva's left breast and begins to pull. The teenager gasps as the older woman draws more than an inch of steel from her tit. Squinting, the dominatrix is delighted to see that the shaft is not smooth. It bristles with near microscopic burrs. Consequently, tiny pieces of Eva's red tit meat adhere to the needle. Blood begins to leak out of her torn nipple. Despite the excruciating pain, the girl remains silent although tears erupt from her blue eyes. Grower continues to draw out the needle until it comes free of the girl's tit. It is two inches long. Looking closer, she can see that the point of the needle is actually a tiny barb. Eva stands with her hands clasped behind her back. Blood slowly streams down the underside of her breast and flows slowly toward the top of her garter belt. The teenaged slave remains quiet. However, the tears that continue to leak down her cheeks silently attest to her suffering. She is trembling and perspiration coats her body. The dominatrix considers Eva's silence to be a challenge. She is determined to make the girl cry out. She dips her forefinger into the small stream of blood and reaches up to rub blood on Eva's full lips. Eva stands still, her lips glowing crimson with her own blood. With an evil grin, Dr Grower grasps the head of the needle that remains imbedded in the slave's right nipple. This time she pulls it out a quarter of an inch and stops. Adjusting her grip, she twirls the needle as she slowly pulls it out. As the shaft turns, the tiny burrs and the barbed point rip at the meat of Eva's tit. The girl moans softly. The needle is half way out. Dr Grower is delighted to see that this time many more tiny bits of the girl's flesh adhering to the shaft. The blood flows more quickly from around this needle than it did from the first one. As the malicious woman continues to twirl and pull, Eva breaks and howls with pain. However, she remains standing. Encouraged, Grower pushes the needle back into the girl's tortured tit. She saws it in and out. With her other hand she plucks at the thread that runs from the girl's garter belt to her clitty. For three agonizing minutes the sadistic older woman pushes and pulls at the needle while plucking on the clitty cord as if it were a harp string. Amazingly, Eva begins to feel an orgasm growing in her pussy. Pain and pleasure swirl together in her twisted mind. Her cunt is getting wet. Soon clear, warm girl-juice leaks out of her pussy to run down the insides of her thighs, wetting the lacy border of her stocking. By now the top edge of her white garter belt's waist band has become stained with her blood.

Dr Grower is delighted. She continues to torture the girl, sawing at her tit and plucking at her clit rhythmically. "My goodness," she says mockingly. You've got tears leaking from your eyes, blood leaking from your nipples and pussy juice leaking from your twat. I'll have to remember to give you something to drink later so you don't get dehydrated."

Eva can hardly hear the woman's evil taunts. Her body is racked with multiple orgasms. Waves of pleasure radiate from her cunt just as waves of pain pulsate from her tortured nipples. A true pain-slut, the teenaged beauty's mind blends pain and pleasure together into a series of sweaty, pulsating crescendos. Too weak to stand, she falls to her knees. The needle is ripped from her breast. Dr Grower stands triumphantly over the crying girl as the crashing orgasms begin to subside. Eva slowly calms down and, being a well-trained slave, remains kneeling. The older woman notices that rivulets of blood continue to ooze from the girl's tits, especially from her right nipple. With a nasty smirk, she remarks that it's a good thing that she is a physician for she knows just the thing to stop the bleeding. Returning to her desk, she opens the center drawer and takes out two small elastic bands and a small brown glass bottle. She goes back to Eva and tells her to stand up. The girl obeys and stares at the older woman with wide fearful eyes. Reaching for a paper tissue on her desk, Grower says that she'd better disinfect Eva's wounded titties. She opens the bottle and pours some of the orange-brown liquid onto the tissue.

"I know that most doctors use antibacterial gels on small wounds but I prefer tincture of iodine." She dabs at Eva's left nipple with the soaking tissue. The teen gasps and more tears overflow her eyes as the liquid burns into her sensitive flesh. The doctor then doubles up the tiny elastic and slips it around the base of the nipple. She does the same for the poor girl's right breast. Again it feels like someone has set fire to her wounded nubbins. Standing back, Dr Grower admires her work. As the older woman returns to her chair behind her desk, Eva stands trembling. Tight elastics dig into the base of both nipples which quickly begin to ache and swell. They throb painfully in time to her heart beat. The girl knows that the only way for her to find relief would be to masturbate but she dares not do so without permission.

"Yes, I know it hurts, Eva," says Dr Grower. "But your blood will probably clot in about ten minutes. You can take the elastics off then. Meanwhile, I thought of a way to take your mind off your nipples. Come here."

Eva walks around the desk while Dr Grower stands up and slides her chair back. While the teenager stands quietly, the other woman slips off her smock and hikes her short skirt up around her waist. Like Eva, she wears no panties. The girl looks at the Director's cunt. Thick purple lips peak out from a bush of black pubic hair. Grower adjusts her high tech chair by removing the armrests. She then tells Eva to sit on the floor in front of the chair. She is to face away from the chair.

"Lean back and rest your head on the seat of the chair," orders the dominatrix.

Eva obeys by arching her back and placing the back of her head on the seat. She stares at the ceiling. Grower pushes the chair towards the desk forcing the girl to scoot forward on her bum until she is sitting on the floor in the footwell of the large mahogany desk. Eva knows what's coming. Suddenly the sight of Dr Grower's pussy blocks her view of the ceiling. The woman has mounted the girl's head as if she were getting on a bicycle. The older woman lowers her cunt onto the fifteen year-old's pretty face until Eva smells the rank spermy odor emanating from it. The girl sees white flecks of dry semen coating the older woman's labia. She also notices the string of a tampon dangling from the dirty cunt Dr Grower's crotch is so close to Eva's pretty face that the end of the string tickles her lips.

Noticing the girl's revulsion, the woman explains that she knew that Eva was arriving so she made a point of not bathing when she awoke this morning. "Not only that, but just before you arrived," she continues. "I had Karl and his colleague fuck me. So I'm full of cock snot. I want you to suck it out of me." Dr Grower's crotch only an inch or two from Eva's pretty face. The dominatrix orders the girl to grab the end of the string with her teeth. The teenager does so and Grower raises herself up until the soggy tampon slides out of her cunt and onto Eva's face. Even opens her mouth and the disgusting cylinder falls on the floor. The thick warm cock slime of the two facilitators floods out of the woman's pussy and plops wetly onto the teenager's lips and into her mouth. Her lips and tongue are coated with the white goo. Eva eagerly gobbles it up and licks her lips. She uses her tongue to capture a large pearly dollop of sperm that has fallen on her upper lip, just below her nose. The Director rests her elbows on her desk and lowers her pussy onto the young girl's mouth. Poor Eva forces her tongue deep into the woman's love channel. She tastes the older woman's cunt juice. She stretches her tongue to its limit in order to lick and titillate Dr Grower's fat clitoris. Eva works quickly. She must breath through her nose. Unfortunately, that lovely upturned organ is buried in the older woman's asshole. The dominating woman puts all her weight on Eva's face. Eva didn't graduate with honors from the Academy without good reason. In less than five minutes, her skillful tongue brings the good doctor to a series of thundering orgasm. The woman is an ejaculator. Every time her body climaxes, she squirts her hot cunt juice onto Eva's face and into her mouth. When her climaxes subside, Dr Grower remains firmly seated on poor Eva's face.

"Remember when I said to you that you must remember to rehydrate?" asks the woman. "Well here is your opportunity."

Dr Grower, with her snatch glued to Eva's mouth, releases a stream of acrid piss into it. The surprised girl gulps hungrily because she knows that spilling even a drop of piss would serve as a good excuse for more punishment. After a few moments the torrent subsides. Eva takes a deep breath as soon as Dr Grower lifts herself from her face. The girl quickly stands up. Her face is soaked with the older woman's pussy juice. Fortunately, the tips of Eva's breasts have stopped bleeding so the Director removes the elastics from the girl's nipples.

She tells Eva to go to adjoining bathroom and wash her face. The girl returns and puts her clothes back on except for her punishment bra. In a few moments, she becomes again, the picture of conservative teenaged innocence. She sits demurely before Dr Grower who has readjusted her own clothes and put her white smock back on.

The Director of the old folks home looks at her watch and remarks that the resident's will probably be waking up soon. As soon as she says this the silence of the home is shattered by the high pitched scream of a young woman. Dr Grower smiles and says that apparently some of them are already awake. She lifts the receiver of her phone and tells Karl to come and fetch Eva and bring her to old Mr Smith. The facilitator silently enters the room and Eva stands up. She is about to follow him out of the room when Dr Grower tells her to wait a minute. She turns and faces the doctor.

"You look so fresh and innocent," says the older woman. "You are the very image of fresh faced teenaged beauty -- an All-American girl. Under different circumstances, I'm sure you'd be on your high school's cheerleading team."

Eva blushes at the compliment. "It's kind of you to say so, ma'am," she says softly.

Dr Grower picks up the two needles that she had pulled out of Eva's nipples. "I think I'll keep these as a souvenir of our meeting, my child," she says.

Karl knocks softly on the door before he enters.

"Take young Eva here to the television room," says the Director. "She can wait there while you go up to see if Mr Smith is awake. In fact, if he is sleeping wake him up. I'm sure he'll be delighted with the little fuck-toy his son has sent him."

----------------- End of Part One

TEEN FUCK-TOY – A Thanatos Tale - Part 3

Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of humiliation and torture. It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasy and reality. 

-- Cerberus

Fifteen year-old Eva Wickstein follows Karl to the second floor of New Horizon’s Lodge.  The disgusting halitosis flavor of the Old Man Nelson’s mouth lingers on her tongue as they walk down the hall.  However, she doesn’t find the taste as revolting as most girls her age would.  After all, Eva is a graduate of the

Thanatos Academy of Sexual Slavery where she and her fellow students were regularly forced to eat a variety of concoctions not fit for human consumption – or the consumption of hyenas, maggots or vultures for that matter.  But then, the captive students of the Academy were not considered humans but merely fuck

slaves whose world was one of rape, torture and humiliation.  On the second day of June, the Academy celebrates the anniversary of the birth of their “patron saint”, the Marquis de Sade. In her graduate year, Eva and her classmates were each ordered to eat a piece of “chocolate” birthday cake.  The uncooked pastry

consisted of a mixture of equal parts pig and human excrement.  The delicacy had been glazed with fresh bull semen and sprinkled with live maggots and dead blowflies

The very memory makes Eva gag as Karl stops in front of a heavy mahogany door and knocks.

“Enter”, a wheezy voice calls out.

The servant opens the door and steps aside to let Eva into the suite of her Master’s father.  He closes the door behind her.  The air in the room is stale and is permeated with the vile smell of a wet, unwashed dog.  Sure enough, as she walks along a short passageway, a large mongrel emerges from the room at the end hallway and glares at her balefully.  It appears to be a rottweiller-Great Dane mix. It growls and barks once, slobbering drool slobbering from its mouth.

“Quiet Hugo,” says its master who has followed him into the corridor. The hound immediately becomes silent and sits.

Eva looks at Luther Smith, her owner’s father. Despite his eighty-three years, he stands ramrod straight.  He is over six-feet tall and wears a purple paisley floor-length Sulka silk robe.  His gaunt face is in keeping with his skeletal physique.  The old man has a fringe of silver hair on an otherwise bald head.  He has cold blue eyes and thin bloodless lips. 

Smith smiles, revealing long yellow teeth.  “Ah, Cunt Eva, I’ve been looking forward to your visit for weeks.  Come into my parlour so I can take a closer look at you.”

He turns on his heel and withdraws further into his apartment.  The teen sex-slave follows, thinking that the old man isn’t nearly as repulsive as she had feared.  In fact, he is more attractive than his son who is short, fat and sweaty.  She thinks that, for an old man, he’s quite attractive – if you like the Dracula-type.

The room is quite large with heavy furniture on a hardwood floor.  Smith stands with his back to a fireplace.  Eva’s eyes widen when she look at the mounted heads on the wall above its mantle.  Surrounded by the heads of a ram, a cheetah, a wolf and a prong horned antelope is the mounted head of a teenaged girl -- a beautiful freckled face with braided red hair. The taxidermist had given the dead girl’s face a look of extreme anguish.  Its mouth gapes open in a rictus of pain and its blue eyes bulge open.  Eva thinks that she looks like someone on the other side of the wall is shoving a red-hot poker up her ass.  Just below the teen’s head are two small round wooden panels.  Each one has a teacup sized human breast mounted on it. The pink nipples and freckles on their services make it apparent that they belonged to the girl whose head is the centerpiece of the display of the taxidermist’s skill.  Eva assumes that the girl had been one of Luther Smith’s favorite slaves – before he killed her.

She looks at the old man and realizes that he is waiting for the traditional greeting by a Thanatos-trained sex slave.  Eva approaches and stops in front of him.  She unties the silk belt of his robe.  It opens, revealing his gaunt naked body.  The fifteen-year-old drops to her knees and with her left hand lifts his semi-rigid cock.  She caresses his drooping balls with her other hand and plants a kiss on the base of his large dick where its shaft meets his scrotum.  Eva then runs her tongue up the bottom of the fleshy column and takes the head of his cock into her mouth.  She inserts the tip of her tongue into the piss slit and wiggles it.  The teenaged beauty then releases his cock and sits back on her heels and gazes adoringly with large blue eyes at the old man.

“Your son, my Master, sends his respects,” she says.  “He has instructed me to tell you that you can do with me as you wish.  If I hesitate carrying out any order, you are to correct me in any manner you desire -- the more painful, the better.  Feel free to torture me to death if it would amuse you to do so.  Your son has aready acquired a thirteen year-old fuck toy to replace me so I am expendable.”

Despite her training, Eva’s stomach lurches at the thought of being tortured to death by this old man.

Smith only smiles and orders Eva to remove her clothes.

She quickly removes her dress and bra and stands before Smith wearing only her shoes, white stockings and her garter belt.

“I want you completely naked, Sperm Sponge” he says.

The teen steps out of her shoes, unclips the chain attached to the ring in her clitoris and removes her garter belt and stockings.

“Turn around and bend over.”

Eva faces away from Smith and bends from the waist, leaving her legs straight.

She feels Smith’s hand on her pert bottom.  He leans forward and holds his right hand in front of her face.  He pushes his index finger into her mouth.

Eva knows what’s coming and she sucks the thin bony finger, lubricating it with her saliva.  Smith takes his finger out of her mouth.  With his left hand he pries apart her butt cheeks.  The teen gasps as he begins to push his spit-soaked finger into her tight ass-hole.  He keeps pushing until his entire finger is buried in her ass.  The old man grabs her by the scruff of the neck to hold her still while he curls the finger in her ass into a hook.  Eva shrieks as he twists his hand at the wrist, scratching the delicate tissue in her ass.  She begins to cry as he continues to twist back and forth.  Finally, he pulls his finger out and tells her to stand up straight.  He holds his finger in front of her face.  It is smeared with her shit and there is some blood under his fingernail.  The well-trained teen opens her mouth without being ordered to do so.  She sucks his finger clean not showing her disgust at the flavor of her own shit and blood.

There is a knock on the door.

“Oh good,” Smith declares.  “My guests have arrived.”

He instructs Eva to assume Position Number Four and goes to answer the door.  e pretty, naked teen kneels on the hard floor with her knees spread wide.  She uses her thumbs to pry open the lips of her hairless pussy, revealing the moist dark pink flesh of her cunt.  As she kneels with head bowed, she can hear Smith greeting his guests.  There are many male voices.  She wonders what they have in store for her.

The giant dog Hugo lopes into the room and makes straight for Eva.  He sniffs her pried open pussy and begins licking it loudly.  The fuck-slave maintains Position Number Four while the dog’s tongue sloppily bathes her labia and clit with saliva.

She is beginning to get aroused when twenty old men follow Smith into the parlor.  They surround the teenager who remains kneeling while the dog abandons the teen’s pussy and begins slobbering over her breasts.

“Get away, Hugo!” orders Smith and the beast immediately slinks out of the room.

Smith’s guests all appear to be as old as he is.

“What an exquisite cum sponge,” says seventy-five year-old Festus Bell as his rheumy eyes slither over Eva’s nakedness.  “How old are you, Cunt?”

“Fifteen, sir,” Eva replies.

“I see from the tattoo and brand on your lovely ass that you are a graduate of the Academy,” the old man says.  “How old were you when you graduated?”

“Fourteen,” replies Eva, “as she continuis to maintain Position Number 4 despite the fact that the room is quite drafty and a cool wind is blowing directly into her cunt. The dog’s drool on her breasts and between her legs is beginning to dry.

“So you were brought there when you were only thirteen,” Bell continues.  “Girls that young don’t usually survive the curriculum. You must be a resilient little slut.”

“Thank you sir.  In fact I graduated six months early,” she replies.  “My Master had roasted his favourite slave during a Fourth of July Barbeque and had already selected me to be his next fuck-toy.”

“Cunt Eva,” says Smith. “As you can readily see I’ve invited some of my neighbors over to meet you.  I expect you to greet each one of them with enthusiasm.  Now stand up.”

As the teen rises to her feet Smith invites his guests to make themselves comfortable.  The men begin removing their clothes.  When they are naked, Eva goes to each one and greets each one in the traditional manner of a Thanatos sex-slave.  After she releases the twentieth ancient cock from her mouth

she re-assumes Position 4.

Smith, who has removed his robe as well, turns his attention to his teenaged slave.

“Before we start, Luther,” says one of the old men.  “Where is the bathroom?”

“If you only have to pee,” replies Smith.  “Cunt Eva can serve you. 

Eva thinks that it seems she must spend half her waking days on her knees – usually with someone’s cock jammed down her throat. Despite her youth Eva is a skilled fellatrix.   During her time at the Thanatos Academy she and her fellow student-slaves were required to suck cock at least ten times a day -- more on

many days.  Like the others she learned to swirl her wet tongue around the bulbous head of a man’s cock and then to insert the tip of her tongue in and out of his piss-hole.  Eva took only three days to learn to suppress her gag reflex so she could swallow a ten inch dick.  During those three days she puked and

choked many times.  At night was forced to sleep with a thick pliable rubber dildo jammed down her throat.  She learned to mix her saliva with the cock’s pre-cum to produce long sticky ribbons of slime from her lips to the prick after a man had withdrawn it from her mouth.  The sight of this turned many men on.  Eva learned to scrape her teeth gently along a man’s cock shaft and to gently suck a man’s ball into her mouth.  Eva even learned how to squeeze the base of a cock that was about to erupt so that it would not spew, allowing her to prolong the blowjob.  In order to focus her attention, she had been forced to suck cocks while she was kneeling on sharp pebbles.  She was not permitted to rise until her mouth was overflowing with the cum of twenty or thirty men.  Each man would have to comment on her talents. For every single complaint Eva would have to blow ten additional men.  There were occasions when the call went out throughout the Academy for men for her to blow. 

In order to develop her tolerance for the taste of sperm, Eva was taken to a condemned public toilet in a Glasgow train station.  For two days she was locked in a four foot by four foot plywood cube with a glory hole in each side and a clear Plexiglas top.  Her only sustenance for that period was the sperm from the anonymous cocks of the invited strangers.  She had been fed three large meals the day before.  As a result she had to shit while in the box.  Eva was not even given a bucket in which to relieve herself.  During her 48 hours in the box, she shat three times in the same corner of the box.  It didn’t take long for the flies in the filthy abandoned bathroom to discover the her shit and puddle of piss.  Swarms of hundreds of flies whirled around the inside of the box landing on the teen and on the strangers’ cocks even as she sucked them.  In fact she swallowed a few flies.  Most of the filthy, scabby cocks that were thrust through the glory holes belonged to homeless men who hadn’t bathed in months. On the second afternoon four members of a street gang poked their dicks into the holes.  Eva sucked three of them and while on her knees in sucking the fourth, the first three aimed their cocks at her and pissed on her, making her even more attractive to the maddening insects.

Ironically, despite her talents, most of the men in Slave Eva’s life preferred to skull fuck her. 

The worst part of cocksucking training was the tongue stretching “exercises”.  Eva and her classmates were made to stand on their toes while a spring clamp was painfully fastened to their tongues.  The handle of each clamp was attached to a light chain whose other end was fastened to a small but powerful electric winch in the ceiling.  When the teacher/torturer pressed a button on a remote control the winches pulled the chains up, the chains pulled the clamps up and the clamps stretched the tongues from the mouths of the student slaves.  They had to remain on tip toes for at least an hour and sometimes up to three hours.  After ten minutes all the students were moaning in pain. 

One instructor picked poor Eva out for special attention.  While she stood on her toes with her tongue excruciatingly stretched from her mouth he would stand beside her and put his hand under her itchy wool kilt and fondle her pussy.  He would try to make her cum in the hopes that her orgasm would make her lose her balance with disastrous consequences.  He did it nine times and fortunately for Eva, she never lost her balance.  When he tried a tenth time he had two of his fingers buried deeply into the poor girl’s pussy and his thumb in her ass when the Head Master of the Academy came into the class room.  He angrily ordered the instructor to get his hand away from Eva’s cunt. 

“Do you know how much that bitch is worth?” he thundered.

“Tens of thousands, sir,” mumbled the teacher, looking down at the floor.

“Right.  And how much do you think this cuntlet would be worth if she had no

tongue?”

“Not as much, Sir”

“Exactly.  You can torment Eva and these other little fuck toys as long as you do no permanent damage that is not part of the curriculum.”

“Understood, Head Master.”

“Good.  From now on stick your fingers or cock for that matter into any orifice of Eva’s body whenever and wherever want as long as it’s not when she is suspended to the ceiling by her tongue.”

“I assure you, sir, it won’t happen again,” said the instructor as he glared at Eva with hatred.

Eva remembers the paddling she got that night from the humiliated teacher.  He beat her so hard that her perfect bum turned bright red and was covered with blood blisters.  A day later she was bum fucked by the Headmaster who seemed delighted by her bruised and blistered bum.

Back in the old man Smith’s apartment, the beautiful blond fifteen year-old drops to her knees as one of the fat old friends of Luther Smith approaches her.  He has a large hairy belly that overhangs his semi-hard cock.  The well-trained fuck-toy tilts her head up and opens her mouth.  The man takes his penis between thumb and forefinger and moves forward so that its tip is an inch from Eva’s mouth. She waits patiently.  After a minute a double stream of piss flows weakly from the cock.  Some of it dribbles onto her breasts but as the flow strengthens Eva’s mouth fills with hot piss.  Her training as a sex slave allows her to open her throat and swallow the sour greasy liquid. 

After the old man had finished his piss he joins his friends who stand in a circle around the kneeling girl.

“Eva, you must be hungry.  I think of would be remiss of us if we didn’t give you a snack.  I hope you like Japanese-style food for ready to feed you a meal of gokkun,” says Smith.  “I told my guests about you yesterday so each has had a whole day to drink more than a quart of water.  Each has also taken a tablespoon of Thanatos Semen Multiplier.

Eva hears this with mixed emotions.  She is relieved because gokkun is usually a relatively pain-free, albeit disgusting experience  but in a place like this one can never be sure that anything will be painless.  On the other hand, Eva is not looking forward to the humiliation of repeatedly swallowing the cum of all these old farts.  Especially if they’ve all taken the semen multiplier.  It can triple the volume of a man’s semen but the spunk has a vile flavor and burns like acid if it gets in a girl’s eyes.  The potion also helps a man recover after cumming so that he can cum again after a few minutes. Her master often took the multiplier and fucked her again and again until her cunt and ass was flooded with semen.  The only reason he finally stopped was because his cock had been chafed raw.

Smith leads the naked teen into another room.  In the center of the hardwood floor is a futon.  His guests follow.  The firm mattress is covered with a plastic sheet.  On a table in one corner of the room are several dildos, including one fastened to the end of a cordless electric hand drill.  Several vibrators sit on the table along with a large clear glass bowl and a pair of steel handcuffs.

Eva is instructed to kneel in the center of the futon.  Smith tells her not to swallow the mens’ cum but to drool it into the bowl that he places between her spread knees.  He then cuffs her wrists behind her back.

The gokkun feast begins.  Unlike younger men, these old guys are patient and orderly. Three old men approach the fifteen year-old.  Two kneel on the futon on each side of the girl while the third man stands in front of her stroking his semi-erect penis.  The kneeling men run their rough hands all over her naked body.  They fondle her small breasts, still glistening with dog spit and piss, and pull her prominent nipples still sore from the barbed needles with which the director of the seniors’ home tortured her.  She feels hands all over her bum.  One man even inserts his finger into her ass.  Another pinches her clitoris and slides his calloused finger into her pussy.  They even run their hands over her face, forcing open her mouth and pinching her tongue. 

The man in front of her masturbates into her mouth.  When he is done Eva takes his cock in her mouth and genly suck out the last few drops of jism. She then humbly thanks the man for feeding her his sperm.

Each man stands up and looms over the girl.  Eva tilts her head back and opens her mouth.  They jerk off and in a few moments the teen’s mouth is half full of semen.  The teen beauty tries not to gag.  The semen multiplier makes the old man’s sperm taste like dirty socks soaked in ammonia.

One old man makes a hocking sound and spits a saliva-covered plug of phlegm into her mouth.  Eva’s eyes open wide with surprise and disgust.

She bows her head and lets the combination of spit, phlegm and semen pour over her lips, down her chin and into the bowl.  As soon as she raises her head, the other man fires a stream of sticky saliva into her mouth.  She adds that to the bowl.

Another trio of old men confront her.  The man in front of her beckons her to lean forward   She does and envelopes his cock with her lips.  She slowly sucks just the head of his dick. After a few minutes the man grabs her golden braids and pulls her head onto his cock until the tip plugs her throat.  While the other two men imolest her body with their rough hands the man with his cock in her mouth pinches Eva’s nose, cutting off the only air that is available to her.  The girl begins to struggle and gag.  Her stomach lurches.  She knows that if it spasms again, she will vomit.  At the last minute the man pulls his cock out of her mouth.  Eva breathes in a tremendous amount of air as ribbons of sticky drool drips down her chin.  The man orders her to open her mouth.  She does, staring at the tip of his cock that is only an inch or two from her lips.  He grunts and shoots a thick dollop of cum onto her tongue.  Eva tilts her head back slightly as the man’s cock continues to fill her mouth with bitter semen.  Normally a man is lucky if he can produce a teaspoon of semen when he cums.  However, thanks to the wonders of the Semen Multiplier, the old man fires more than three tablespoons of spunk into her mouth.  When he is finished he leans forward so that Eva can carefully suck the last few drops of sperm from his wilting dick.  She leans back while another old man stands in front of her and a other men turns violating her pretty body with their hands.

For the next two hours Eva sucks the cocks of the old men while they fondle, poke and pinch her body.  They continue to force their calloused fingers into her pussy and ass-hole.  Each time her mouth is full, she adds geriatric cock slime to the bowl. Her nipples hurt and her bum does too as many of the old men thought it would be amusing to spank her while she sucked cock.  After she successfully drains each man’s cock twice, Smith instructs her not to move.  One decrepit octogenarian bends down so that his nose is inches from Eva’s open mouth.  He pinches one of his nostrils shut and blow through the other.  A large wad of snot plops into the small lake of cum in the teen’s mouth.  That, too, is added to the vile mixture in the bowl. Trembling with humiliation, the sweating teen hopes that they don’t intend to shit into her mouth.

Master Smith leads his dog onto the futon.  He positions the large animal so that he is facing away from the girl.  One of the men unlocks Eva’s handcuffs so that she lean forward and fondle the dog’s cock.  The red shaft grows quickly under her skilled touch.  While she is stroking the dog, Smith lifts the animal’s tail and tells the teenager to lick the beast’s ass. She does as told as the old men watch with great amusement.  When the dog’s cock is fully engorged Eva bends it back between his hind legs so that it is pointing at her.  She slowly sucks the slimy red organ into her mouth.  For five minutes she runs her lips along the thick shaft of the hound’s penis.  Soon her mouth is full of the dog’s semen.

Several times she has to stop and empty her mouth into the bowl.  The dog becomes restless and is led away.

The first part of her ordeal is over.  The worst part is to begin.

The old  men descend upon the teen beauty.  Holding her down, they lick and fondle every part of her body.  None of the men fuck her but have no compunction of shoving there fingers into her cunt.  While she is being molested in this manner, Mr Smith carefully places the bowl on the table.  It contains more than three and a half pints of semen – more than enough to fill a liter and a half wine bottle.

Smith leaves the room and returns from his kitchen with a large bottle of Tabasco sauce.  He pours the entire contents into the bowl of cum and slowly and carefully stirs it with a large wooden spoon.  Along with the hot sauce Smith has with him a large glass cylinder with a plunger at one end and an inch-long

pointed nozzle at the other.  He removes the plunger and pours half of the disgusting concoction into the cylinder and replaces the plunger. 

He stands straight and says, “Gentlemen, we can proceed with the next phase of gokkun.  The men clear the way so that Smith can get to Eva who lays sprawled on her back on the futon.  He asks a few of the heavier men to hold her down with her legs spread.  Eva knows not to resist as they raise her legs and bend

her knees.  One of them uses coarse hemp rope to bind the lower part of each leg to the upper part.  If forced to walk now the poor girl would have to balance on her knees.  The old men continue to hold her knees wide apart exposing the teen’s vulnerable cunt and ass.  Eva sees the cylinder in Smith’s hand and uses all the discipline she learned at the Thanatos School not to struggle and try to escape.  She looks with disgust and fascination at the pearly liquid in the cylinder.  It is not a consistent mixture as some of the men had thick, sticky cum while others had thin watery spunk.  Smith kneels between her legs and places the cylinder down beside him.  Eva grunts as the tip of the cylinder slides into her ass.  Once it’s well in, he begins to slowly push the plunger, forcing the vile mixture of dog and human semen, spit, snot and hot sauce into the fifteen year old girl’s ass.  Eva immediately begins to whimper as the caustic Tabasco sears her tender flesh.  As the old man relentlessly empties the vile mess into her, Eva’s lower belly begins to swell slightly and her colon continues to burn and ache.

After a few minutes the cylinder is empty.  Smith removes it and asks his guests

to move Eva so that she is on her hands and knees on the futon.  Her handcuffs are removed and she is turned onto her hands and knees.  A large plastic basin is put on the floor between her legs.

The men continue to hold her while a few of their colleagues go to work on the teen with dildos and vibrators.  They apply them to her hard nipples, swollen clit and asshole. Despite her pain, Eva is feeling aroused. As the old goats work her over, her sweat-glazed belly begins to spasm as multiple orgasms rack her body. Her screams echo off the walls. Especially when one of the men inserts a large purple dildo whose base is attached to an electric power drill into her pussy.  He turns it up to full power and the teen continues to writhe as the large knobby phallus spins in her cunt. Smith squats beside Eva and his friend with the power drill pulls it out of Eva.  Smith firmly presses up on her lower abdomen.  The blonde beauty’s ass erupts.  The old men cheer as the fifteen year-old shoots a geyser of semen, hot sauce and phlegm into the basin. The hot sauce burns the tender flesh of her ass-hole.   Most of the noxious slime splashes into the bowl but a few ounces form small puddles on the floor.  Her master’s father orders her to lick and suck up the puddles and to drool them in the bowl.  Eva notices with disgust as she leans over the bowl that the mess is tinged with her own shit.

The men let the exhausted girl fall back onto the mattress.  Her cheeks are coated with a crust of dried sperm and her chin and breasts glisten with the spermy concoction.

Using a funnel, Smith pours some of the vile mess into a clear glass wine bottle.  As she coughs and takes deep breaths of air, Smith shows Eva the bottle.  The label reads “Pomerol Chateau La Fleur-Petrus 1984”.

“You should feel honored, Cunt Eva,” says Smith.  “This bottle once held a very expensive wine.   Now it contains something even more valuable – our cum, and the dog’s of course.”

“And piss too,” chimes in one of the men. “Mustn’t forget that.”

“And her shit!” laughs another.

“And my phlegm”, wheezes a third.

“And my snot”, laughs a fourth

Eva straightens up and kneels on the floor.  Master Smith pours the ropy, smelly slime into an eight ounce Waterford crystal wine goblet.  He hands it to the teenaged fuck toy. 

“Drink,” he orders.

Eva raises the glass and gazes into it. The yellow liquid is clouded with lumps and ribbons of pearly cum.  A yellow-green lump of one of the old men’s phlegm floats on the surface.  The sharp ammonia smell assaults her sensitive nose.  Pea-size pellets of her shit float on the surface of the goo.  Only her training as a sex slave keeps her from throwing up from the stench alone.

She raises the glass to her lips.  Many of the old men have retrieved cameras from their discarded clothing.  Eva knows that she must give them a show.

She tilts her head back and opens her mouth.  Holding the glass six inches from her mouth, Eva slowly pours half the glass of vile cream into her mouth.  Cameras click as the men capture the picture of the thick pearly yellow ribbon landing on her pink tongue.  Trying desperately not to gag, Eva continues to hold the glass until her mouth is full.  She closes her mouth, cheeks bulging.  She opens her mouth slightly and gargles the slime, blowing bubbles.  Smith hands Eva a toothbrush.  She uses it to brush her teeth, making the semen and piss mixture foam and overflow her lips and drip onto her small breasts. 

The old men are delighted and continue to use their cell phones and digital cameras to record the poor girl’s humiliation.  No doubt at least one of them will anonymously post the images on the Internet for all to see.

Eva continues to brush.  Foaming slime continues to cover her breasts. The brush smears the shit against her teeth while the slime cleans it off.  Smith holds out his hand and Eva places the handle of the spermy toothbrush in it.  He orders her to bend forward.  She keeps her mouth closed and shudders as he shoves the toothbrush up her ass. Smith spins it around and then pumps it in and out. The stiff bristles scrape her ass-hole, irritating the scratches made earlier by Smith’s jagged fingernail. 

“Stand up straight!” Smith orders.

Eva rises.  Some of the old men photograph the narrow rivulet of blood leaking out of the teen’s ass hole and trickling down the inside of her left thigh.

Smith says, “Swallow.”

With barely a wince Eva gulps twice and the mouthful of cum, piss, phlegm, snot and shit slides into her stomach. She drinks three more goblets of the disgusting mixture until her stomach is full.  The men laught when she burps daintily.

The old sadist stands in front of the broken naked fifteen year-old.  His perverted old friends surround them.

“Your training at the Academy served you well,” he says.  “Most teenaged cunts would be driven mad by the humiliation and degradation you’ve just endured.

Eva blushes.  It’s true that the atrocities visited upon her at the Thanatos Academy had brainwashed her into thinking that she existed only to be defiled and degraded by the members of Society.  Still a shred of the innocent girl she’d been before her capture manages to feel embarrassed and shamed. 

Addressing his friends, Smith says, “We’ve all seen how much humiliation Cunt Eva can take, now let’s see how she handles pain.  Let us rest for an hour and then meet in cellar torture chamber, gentlemen. I’ll have Karl give the fuck-toy a thorough cleansing and then set her up in the chamber.

The old men get dressed and leave.  As the last one departs Karl enters and brings Eva into Smith’s large bathroom. The shower cubicle is large and can easily contain two people.  Several bottles of expensive soaps and shampoos are on a shelf.  The shower head is attached to the water pipe by a six foot long flexible hose. 

Karl turns on the shower, removes his clothes and steps aside to let her in.  Slave Eva enjoys the feel of the warm water washing the crusts of semen from her soft skin. She undoes her blond braids and shampoos her hair which had been stiff with dried cum. She lathers her body thoroughly.  When she is ready to leave the shower, Karl pushes her back and enters.  The teen can’t help but notice the size of the man’s semi-rigid cock.  It is nine and a half inches long with a purple head that resembles a large plum.  It is thick around as Eva’s wrist.  Despite her youth, the girl has seen (and sucked) well over a thousand cocks in the past three years and Karl’s is one of the bigger ones.

“I’m going to make sure that you are thoroughly clean, Worm,” he says.

He forces the girl to bend over and spread her legs.  The large man reaches behind the containers of soap and shampoo and takes a bottle brush.  It is six inches in length with a four inch handle.  Its stiff bristles are three-quarters of an inch long. Karl bends the girl forward and kicks her legs wider apart.  He removes a bottle of soap from the shelf and pours it over the brush.  Returning the bottle, he slowly pushes the brush into Eva’s ass-hole.  The girl howls as he rams it four inches into her bottom and then spins it around.  He pistons the brush in and out as Eva cries in pain.  When he pulls the brush completely out it is tinged pink with the teen’s blood.

“I’ve got a way to stop the bleeding,” says Karl and picks a styptic pencil of the shelf and holds it under the shower.  He then shoves it up the quivering girl’s bum.  Eva’s cries of pain increase in volume as the astringent chemicals of the pencil sting her scratched bum.

Next, the giant man reaches for the shower head and presses a button on the neck where the end of the shower is connected to the hose.  The shower head comes off in his hand revealing a narrow nozzle at the end of the hose   He gets down on one knee and bends the helpless teen backwards over his other knee. 

Karl holds Eva down firmly as he slides the hose into her cunt.  She finds the warm water rather soothing until the tip of the nozzle jams into her cervix.  Pain explodes inside her.  Karl explains that, although she hadn’t been fucked since she’s entered the rest home, Master Smith want to make sure she’s clean all over – inside and out.  Just before pulling the hose out of the girl’s pussy, Karl dials the faucet so that only ice cold water floods her cunt.

After turning off the shower, Karl leads Eva to a bench in front of a vanity where he dries and braids her golden tresses.  He then grasps those braids and leads her into a guest bedroom.  As they walk, Eva gently grabs Karl’s cock, hoping that by stroking it he will think more kindly of her and treat her more gently.  The young teen is bemused when the man’s penis does not get harder than it already is.  Perhaps he’s gay she thinks.

As soon as Eva enters the bedroom her heart drops.  Her Master has sent his father the constraints custom-made for the fifteen year-old.  On the bed are hinged iron manacles for her wrists and ankles and an iron collar for her neck.  Karl orders the girl to lie on her back in the middle of the bed.  He dresses her in iron.  The wrist manacles are an inch wide and those for her ankles are a half an inch wider.  There are three rings fastened to the outside of each manacle.  Her collar has four rings attached to it.  The real horror of these implements lay on their inner surfaces.  Rows of two millimeter long needled run in concentric rings along the insides of the manacles and collar.  The middle row’s needles are four millimeters in length.

Karl makes her stand up.  Her wrists, ankles and neck burn with pain.  Tiny rivulets of blood slowly seep out from under the collar.

The teenaged fuck-toys heart drops lower when she notices that the toys her Master has sent include the electric dildo. He had nicknamed it Black Lightning.  It is a vicious nine inch long black rubber cock.  A flat quarter-inch copper band spirals down the head and shaft of the artificial organ.  An electric wire is attached to the base of the dildo leading to a control box which can adjust the amount of electric current that will slam into her pussy.  When Eva had first arrived at her Master’s ranch he used it on her one night when he was drunk.  He turned up the current so high that Eva and he could smell her cunt flesh burn.  He removed the fake cock and a wisp of smoke came out of the fourteen year-old’s cunt.  Small blisters covered the inside of her pussy.  That didn’t stop him from fucking her.

End of Part III.

TEEN FUCK-TOY – A Thanatos Tale - Part 4

Author's Note: This chapter of the story of Fuck-Toy Eva’s travails contains descriptions of particularly painful torture. It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasy and reality. 

-- Cerberus

Young Eva is already in a lot of pain when Karl leads her by her leash into one of the torture chambers in the cellars of the Far Horizons Lodge which is inhabited by retired members of the Thanatos Society.  Her wrists have been fastened behind her back.  The needle-lined iron manacles and collar puncture her skin in hundreds of places.  Tiny ruby streamlets of blood slowly seep from under the rough metal and flow down her hands and ankles.  More bloody rivulets trickle from her neck and down her back and breasts.

The young fuck slave can faintly hear the screams and sobs of a young woman in the chamber next door.

Karl hands a molded case containing the torture toys from Eva’s Master to a fellow slave handler – a man even larger than Karl.  Except where Karl is lean and muscular, this man has thick layers of fat over his muscles -- more a sumo wrestler than a body builder.  He eyes the fifteen year-old Fuck Toy and smiles, revealing uneven yellow teeth.

“Hello, Cunt-Eva,” he croaks.  “My name is Charon.  You’re probably too stupid to be familiar with the derivation of my name.  ‘Charon’ is the mythological boatman who ferried the dead across the river Styx into Hell.  In a while, my twin sister and I are going to make you wish that you were in Hell rather than in this chamber.”

As he speaks, he places several four inch long burred needles with wooden handles onto the flat glowing metal cover of a brazier containing white hot charcoal bricks.  Six small branding irons are buried in the coals.  The entire brazier is on wheels.

“Where is your lovely and talented sister?” Karl asks.

“She’s next door,” replies Charon.  “One of our colleagues called over here to borrow our nipple scissors so she brought them over.”

Eva jumps as an ear-piercing shriek echoes from the other chamber.

“There goes the left one,” laughs Charon as he reaches over and pinches Eva’s left nipple.

Another scream comes through the wall.

“And there goes the right,” says Karl with an evil smile as he watches a droplet of blood dangle from the nipple of Eva’s right breast.

Eva, who has been tortured too many times to count since falling into the clutches of the Thanatos Society, fears that this session will be one of the worst.  She believes that if she leaves the torture chamber with all her body parts still attached she will consider herself lucky.  That is if she leaves at all. Her young body heaves as the vile concoction of men’s semen and dog sperm as well as, snot, phlegm, urine, a bit of her own shit and hot pepper sauce roils in her stomach.  She fights the waves of nausea, knowing that if she succumbs she will be forced to lick up her own vomit.

Eva looks around the chamber and spots an industrial-sized meat grinder in a corner. When the teen was a student at the Academy of Sexual Slavery she learned that all of the Thanatos torture facilities contained such a contraption.  It’s no wonder that sausages are regularly served to the students.  Before she discovered what was in it, her “favorite” was a chorizo sausage which contained a spicy blend of thirty percent diseased pork, twenty percent rancid beef and fifty percent dead Mexican teenaged girls.  Eva lost her enthusiasm for that particular sausage when she found a tooth and a pinky finger with a polished red nail in one of them.  The only merciful thing about the Academy was that the student-slaves were allowed to put mustard and ketchup on their food.

The torture chamber is divided in two sections.  The side where the teen stands oozing blood resembles a medieval torture chamber while the other half of the large room looks more like a modern medical facility.  The fifteen year-old knows that both sides are filled with hellish pain toys. Dozens of small video cameras are scattered about the chamber.  Some are even attached to the larger torture devices like the rack and the inside of the Iron Maiden.

As Charon lays out a dozen fish hooks with five-inch nylon leaders onto a steel tray his sister Medusa enters the chamber.  She wipes blood from the blades of a large pair of scissors before returning it to its hook.  She absently flicks two bloody pieces of flesh into the hopper of the meat grinder.

Medusa is almost as tall as her brother but, unlike him, is not burdened with excess fat.  In fact her slender body is squeezed beautifully into a black leather cat suit. The leather is so fine that Eva can make out the prominent nipples on the woman’s large breasts.  The teen would have been able to see the cruel looking beauty’s cunt lips except for the fact that the garment had a socket between its legs.  No doubt a variety of dildoes can be screwed into the socket before the other end is screwed into her victims.

In keeping with her name, Medusa’s long glossy black hair has been twisted into snake-like tresses. She looks at Eva with the same compassion as that of a shark. 

After greeting Karl warmly, the woman turns to Eva.  “Love your outfit, Slave Eva,” she drawls.  The fifteen year-old is wearing nothing but iron manacles and a collar.  “I particularly admire the way the blood seeping from your neck has made a pretty lacework of scarlet over your pretty breasts and back.”

Turning to Karl she asks how long Eva has been wearing the custom-made iron.

“Only for about twenty minutes,” he replies.

“Well,” she says.  “She’s dripping blood all over the nice clean floor of my chamber.  I think it’s time to replace them with something less messy.”

Eva is relieved to hear that.  At least she’s relieved until they lead her to a section of the room and she sees a huge selection of manacles and collars hanging from hooks on the wall. As Karl and Charon remove her bonds Medusa surveys the wall.

“I think these are good,” she announces as she takes down a candy pink leather set with the “Hello Kitty” logo on them.  Charon holds Eva by the scruff of her neck while his sister explains the features of the pink restraints.  The collar and wrist and ankle cuffs are held in place by Velcro strips.  The inside surfaces are lined with what looks like cotton but is, in fact, glass wool.  Before fitting them on the teen, Medusa soaks the wool with a large bottle of iodine.

“This will help prevent infection,” she says as she fits the collar around the girl’s bleeding neck. The men replace the iron around Eva’s wrists and ankles with iodine soaked leather.

Eva moans pitifully as the iodine burns into the wounds in her flesh. In a few minutes the skin under the leather will begin to itch as miniscule shards of glass work themselves into it.  The twins wipe the blood off of the girl’s body with wet cloths.

The door to the torture chamber opens and Luther Smith enters.  He is accompanied by another old man. Except for sandals, they are naked.  Their semi-rigid cocks dangle between their legs.  After being greeted by the torturers Smith explains that the rest of his friends decided to watch Eva’s ordeal from the comfort of the television room.  In fact, all the residents of the old sadists’ home have gathered in front of the large television.

He turns his attention to Eva who looks even smaller than her five feet two inches as the two giant “facilitators” loom on each side of her.  The teen’s collar is so tight that she has difficulty swallowing.  It feels like fire ants are crawling over the skin of her neck, wrists and ankles.

The young woman is mesmerized by the old man’s cobra like gaze.

“Cunt Eva,” he begins.  “You should recall that your Master, my son, has said that I can dispose of you any way I please.  After all, you’re the one who told me that.  If I wish I can have you killed in this very room and feed your body into the meat grinder.”  He points over his shoulder at the large blood stained machine. “In fact, it appears large enough that we could just feed you into it feet first.  Tempting but that would be too quick.”

Eva is terrified.  She knows that her life has hung by a thread from the first day she became a fuck toy of the Thanatos Society. Up to now she felt that as long as she pleased her masters, she would be allowed to live.  Now her ghastly death appears to be at hand.

“I’ve got good news for you,” the old man smiles. “We’re not going to torture to death although you’ll probably pray for death before the session is over.”

The nude teenager doesn’t know whether to be grateful but is smart enough to thank Smith for his “mercy”.

“Don’t thank me yet, Cunt,” the old man says.  “Many might consider your future a fate worth than death. Now let’s begin and I’ll let you know where we are shipping you after we’re finished with you here. It’ll be an unpleasant surprise.”

A burning pain shoots through Eva’s left buttock.  She knows from past experiences that Medusa has injected a chemical into her that has two effects:  It contains a stimulant that will prevent her from fainting while she is being tortured and it makes her skin extremely sensitive to the touch.  Immediately the iodine in her collar and manacles seems to burn more intensely….

It takes twenty minutes to prepare Eva for her first bout of torture.  A grimace of pain mars her beautiful face even though the active torture hasn’t begun.  She is standing on the tips of her toes with her legs spread wide.  All her leg muscles throb in pain.  Thin wires tightly encircle each toe, fastening them firmly to the floor.  Some of her toes are already bleeding as the wires cut into her skin.  Medusa has placed a two inch-long steel spike on the floor under each of the girl’s heel to “encourage” her to remain balanced on her toes.  Eva’s wrists are held above her head at forty-five degree angles by chains attached to the ceiling.  Unfortunately for her, the chains are a bit slack so she cannot rely on them for support to relieve the building pressure on her legs.  Steel “toothpicks” have been jammed between each of her fingers, spreading them painfully.  Her hair has been styled into a French braid, leaving her back exposed.

Charon gets down on one knee in front of her.  Eva shudders when he pushes an ice-cold stainless steel dildo into her pussy.  The teenaged slave cries out when the rocket shaped head of the metal cock slams into her cervix.  The torturer attaches the end of the dildo to an adjustable pole which he fits into a receptacle on the floor between the girl’s legs.  Now if Eva does try to lower herself to relieve the pain in her legs the spikes will jam into heels and the frozen cock will bruise her cervix.

Medusa fastens a quarter-pound lead weight to the suffering slave’s tiny clitty ring.

Finally, the twins sponge salt water over her entire body.

Old Man Smith asks Eva if she is in a lot of pain.

“Yes,” she replies.

“Good,” he says.  “Now it’s going to get much worse.”

Indicating his friend, who is standing beside him he continues, “My friend, John, is a retired electrical engineer.  He is also has a great interest in ancient history.  He’s combined both interests to invent a toy that we intend to use on you, Cunt-Eva. You should feel honored, for you will be the first.  John, show her your invention.”

Karl hands the invention to its creator.  John walks up to Eva.  He is obviously delighted with the teen’s discomfort for his cock is fully erect, dripping pre-cum onto the floor.  He can’t resist fondling the breasts of the girl who is the same age as his great granddaughter.  His rough hand feels like sandpaper on Eva’s stimulated skin.

He lifts up his invention before Eva.  Her eyes widen in fear as she looks at it.

“What you see here, Cunt-Eva is an electric cat-o-nine tails whip,” says the old man with pride.  “I’ve adapted the design of an ancient Roman flagrum.  However, instead of a spiked iron ball at the end of each of the nine strands of leather there is a copper ball bearing.  A powerful rechargeable battery is in the handle.  The balls are connected to the battery by thin wires woven into the leather strands. When the balls come in contact with your skin you should feel nine shocks, much like that of a cattle prod.  The reason you’ve been washed down in salt water is so the electrical charge won’t be restricted just to the areas of your skin the balls strike.  Instead it should be conducted over the surface of your delectable body.  Let me give you a little demonstration before I hand my toy over to Ms Medusa whose skill with a whip far exceeds mine.”

He holds the whip over Eva’s left shoulder so that four of the fourteen-inch strands rest on her left breast and five dangle down her back. One of the copper balls rests half an inch from the nipple of the poor slave’s tit.  John flicks a switch on the handle of the whip.

“AH-AH-AH-AHG!!” Eva screams as electricity rockets into her body.  The old inventor is delighted to see a blue spark flash from one of the copper balls into the fifteen-year-old’s nipple.  Eva’s scream of pain makes his cock jump.  John smiles as he removes the whip from her shoulder and hands it to Medusa.

For the next ten minutes the walls of the torture chamber resound with the shrieks of the teenage fuck-toy.  For the first half of the session, Medusa concentrates on slamming the whip into Eva’s back and ass.  Occasionally, in an attempt to get the girl to lose her balance, she whips the back of Eva’s knees. As expected, the electric shocks travel in waves along the surface of the slave’s super-sensitive skin.

During the final five minutes of the flogging, Medusa directs her whip onto Eva’s breasts and belly. A few times, the dominatrix purposely lets the whip hit the metal rod that holds the stainless steel dildo firmly in the teen’s cunt.  An electrical charge travels through the rod and dildo to the surface of Eva’s now-bruised cervix. The girl loses control and lowers her feet until her heels are pierced by the metal spikes. She also loses control of her bladder and pisses down the length of the pole.  As she does Medusa makes a point of whipping the pole again so that a charge of electricity fires into the girl’s urethra and bladder.  All present (except Eva) are vastly amused.

Normally, Eva would have fainted from the pain after only a few minutes but the stimulant coursing through her body deprives her of that sweet escape.

Both John and Luther have raging hard-ons.  With each stroke of the whip, Eva lurches as far as her chains allow, causing the lead weight dangling from the ring in her clitoris to clang against the metal rod fastened to the dildo.  That is music to both men’s ears.

When the whipping session is complete the old men come closer to inspect the damage done to Eva’s body.  Karl removes the dildo from her cunt and the spikes beneath her feet. He expertly removes the wires around her toes so that the teen slave can dangle, exhausted, from her chains.  Remarkably there is little physical evidence of the scourge on Eva’s body.  Except for the odd welt and bruise, her skin remains flawless.  However, her throat is quite sore from ten minutes of almost continuous screaming.

“Just as I hoped,” remarks the whip’s inventor.  “The ‘Lightning Cat’ appears to cause more pain than its ancient predecessor but does far less permanent damage.  If Medusa had uses a normal flagrum this cunt’s back and tits they would be hamburger meat and the floor around her awash in her blood.  Even if a torturer-doll like Cunt Eva did survive, it would take her a month to recover.  With this whip we can give her a ten minute break and start all over again.”

Eva cannot believe her ears!  Do they intend to subject her to the whip a second time?

”It’s a wonderful invention,” says Medusa.  “It has a fine balance and its effort-to-pain ratio is remarkable.  I could have whipped the little bitch for hours and not get tired.”

Smith grabs Eva by her sweat-soaked blonde hair and lifts her head to face him.

“What did you think of it, Pain Toy?” he asks.

“H-h-hurts horribly,” she whispers hoarsely.

“Good,” says Smith.

He instructs the torture twins to release Eva, wipe her down and put a ring gag into her mouth.  Medusa empties a glass of orange juice into the girl to keep her strength up.

Once the teen is cleaned up and has had her juice, she is forced onto her knees.  Her hands are cuffed behind her back.

During this “rest period” the four men take turns skull fucking the fifteen-year old.  John goes first.  He pistons his cock down her throat.  After a few minutes he stops with his dick all the way into her so that his grey pubic hair tickles her nose.  Sticky ribbons of drool flow around his cock onto the floor.  Medusa then reaches over and pinches Eva’s nostrils shut.  After a few seconds, her stomach starts to heave and John pulls his cock out just before a good portion of the contents of the teen’s stomach volcanoes out of her mouth.  The three other men cock-choke her in turn until her stomach has been emptied onto the stone floor of the chamber.  Her wrists are freed and, as she feared, Eva spends the last five minutes of her “break” licking and sucking the puke back into her stomach.  Too exhausted to continue, the beautiful teenaged slave collapses to lie with her cheek in a puddle of her own vomit.

Her torturers let her “relax” while they set up the second station of torment for the poor girl.

After a few minutes, Eva is roused from her semi-consciousness by loud buzzing sounds.  The twins lift her to her feet lead her to a corner of the chamber to be cleaned up for round two of her torment.  They purposely lead her past a modern electric torture rack.  On a stand beside the torture instrument is a large glass case.  The teen gasps when she notices a small swarm of the largest hornets she’s ever seen angrily buzzing around the inside of the case.

Medusa notices Eva’s reaction and says, “Those are Giant Asian Hornets.  You’re going to be allowed to play with them, or more accurately they are going to be allowed to play with you.”

It takes only five minutes to hose down Eva.  She’s given another injection of stimulant (this time in her right nipple) and some more orange juice before she is led to the rack. Unlike most racks, this one is T-shaped. An electric winch is bolted to the end of each branch of the device.  The naked teen is force onto her back on the central column of the tee so that her ass rests on the crossbar.  Her wrists are shackled to two chains attached to the winch above her head.  Each of her ankles is chained to a winch at opposite ends of the cross bar.

At Smith’s signal, Charon and his sister turn on the winches fastened to Eva’s legs.  As the chains are reeled in her legs spread wider and wider until they are at right angles to her torso.  The pain in her hips is excruciating.

The device has been adjusted so that Eva’s body lies level with Smith’s waist. He steps up to the rack so that he is looking directly at the young slave.  He begins to describe her next ordeal.

“Cunt Eva,” he says.  “You have survived the first session quite well and now you’re ready for the next.”

As he speaks, Ivy gasps for he has idly shoved a finger into her pussy.

“You can hear the rather angry subjects of a little scientific experiment in that case over there,” he continues as he slips a second finger into her cunt. “The case contains a dozen giant hornets.  Before we begin our experiment, I will tell you a little bit about them.”

His third finger finds the warm confines of the teen’s moist pussy.

“The Asian Hornet is the largest hornet in the world.  It’s about two inches long and has a stinger that is about a quarter inch in length.  Unlike a bee, its stinger has no barb so it can inject venom into its victims many times and, judging by the size of the bug, it has plenty of venom.”

Eva moans as finger number four burrows into her cunt.

“Now let me tell you about the hornet’s venom.  It contains a mixture of several different chemicals.  One is capable of dissolving skin and even bone, another chemical acts as a nerve stimulant to increase the pain of the sting and another releases an odor that attracts other hornets.”

Smith’s thumb joins his fingers in the girl’s vagina.  She screams when he makes a fist inside her.

Unperturbed, Smith keeps talking.  “The Asian Hornet is extremely aggressive and its favorite prey is the honey bee.  A single hornet can kill dozens of bees in a minute.  It pinches off their heads with its large mandibles.  I’m not sure if the hornets are attracted to the pheromones given off by the bees themselves or by the smell of their honey.  I suppose I could do some research on the Net but I thought a small experiment would be more fun.”

Eva is starting to sweat.  The pain in her hips throb with every beat of her heart and it only increases as the old man begins to push his clenched fist deeper into her cunt.  At least the old bastard could have taken off his heavy signet ring.

“Here’s what we’re going to do,” he says as he twists his fist in her pussy. “After I take my fist out of your cunt we’re going to keep it open with this wire mesh dildo.”

Medusa shows it to Eva.  It is about six inches long and bullet shaped, tapering slowly from a three inch opening at its base an inch in diameter at the other end.

Smith continues. “My helpers are going to dip this special dildo in honey before shoving it into you.  They are also going to smear your left tit with honey.  Using fine silk thread, they will attach three honey bees to your clit ring and four to the nipple of your right breast. Now don’t worry you pretty little head about being stung by the bees for they are the stingless variety from South America.”

He removes his fist from her pussy with a loud wet pop.  Charon and Medusa immediately get to work on her.  Charon slides the honey-dipped screen into her bruised pussy and fastens it there with a small fine chain which he clips to her clit ring.  With remarkable dexterity for a man with such large hands, he ties one end of a silk strand to the same ring.  The other end of the two inch thread has been glued to the top of the thorax of a honey bee. He continues to fasten two more bees to the ring.

As her brother works at Eva’s cunt, Medusa is tying the fourth silk noose around the slave’s engorged right nipple.  She makes a point of tying the three inch long thread painfully tigh.  The feet of the four bees tickle Eve’s sensitive skin as they explore that beautiful pink mound of flesh.

Finished with the bees, Medusa smears a dollop of honey over the teen’s left tit making sure her nipple is completely covered.

“Do you want us to apply honey anywhere else, Master Smith?” asks Charon.  “Perhaps her eyelids?”

“What a wonderful idea,” the old man answers.  “Alas no, Cunt Eva will need to be able to see out of both her eyes when we send her away from here.  Instead, put some honey in her belly button then dip your finger in the honey and shove it up her ass.”

Soon Eva is ready for the “scientific experiment”.  The bees crawl over Eva’s breast and naked pubis while Karl sets up a frame over the entire rack.  He quickly installs clear plastic panels onto the frame after placing the hornet case on the floor beside the Eva.  Karl also puts a small gas canister beside the rack.  He has installed small cameras to the inside of the top of the frame for the viewing pleasure of the audience upstairs in the TV room.

All is ready.  The time-release lock on the hornet case clicks and the spring-loaded door on the top flips open.

While she cannot see it yet, Eva’s pulse speeds up when she hears the low but loud drone of the first hornet’s three inch long wings as it gains altitude. It comes into view, flying the length of her naked body.  Eva can hear more hornets taking to the air.  The first large insect lands on her right breast just as a second one drops onto her left tit.  The first bug attacks one of the bees, snapping off its head with its large jaws.  Meanwhile two hornets have landed on her pussy.  One takes the head off a bee while the other crawls into the honey-dipped mesh dildo in her cunt.

Suddenly a searing hot pain explodes in her right breast. In its frenzy to destroy the bees, the first hornet has jammed its stinger into her Eva’s nipple. The fifteen year-old howls and a second hornet drives its stinger into the soft flesh two millimeters away from her clitoris.  Both insects are not satisfied with a single sting.  Instead they repeatedly drive their venomous daggers into her flesh.  Eva’s shrieks go up an ear-splitting octave when the insect inside her pussy begins hacking at her pussy through the wire mesh of the dildo.  She bucks and jerks furiously in a vain attempt to dislodge the insects.

The audience in the television room is mesmerized by the sight of a dozen huge hornets swarming over Eva’s naked body.  Three are now on her left breast and two on her right. They seem to take turns driving their stingers into her body.  Three times her left nipple has been stung while her right has been stung twice.  Both nips begin to swell.  Pain in her right one builds as the four tiny nooses around it dig into her swelling flesh.

Two hornets attack her belly button with their burning stings. After stinging the inside of her pussy several times the hornet in the mesh dildo back out and climb on the flesh between her legs.  It has just enough venom left to drive its stinger into the girl’s clitoris.

The largest hornet lands on her face.  She shakes her head furiously but cannot dislodge it.  It walks over her mouth and climbs over her nose until it perches on her sweating forehead. Eva looks up to see the quarter-inch long gleaming black stinger looming over her right eye.  She shuts her eye just as the insect raises its abdomen in order to drive its sting repeatedly into her eyeball….

End of Part IV.