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Collected by Djian
updated jan 28 - 2010
Clair's New Toy, part 5
When they arrived at Clair's house, they pulled into the driveway, but
not into the garage. Ann was told to stay where she was and Clair got out and
went into the house. She returned shortly with something in her hand, pulled
the passenger door open and dragged the other woman into the driveway. Ann,
being topless, was mortified that someone would see her. It was unlikely
though, since the driveway was set well back from the road. Once she was out,
Clair removed the rest of Ann's dress - threatening to cut it off if Ann didn't
cooperate - then she put a snug collar around Ann's neck and hobbled her ankles.
A leash was attached to the collar and Ann was told to stay where she was.
"If you move, I'm going to drag you to the front fence and chain you
there."
By this time Ann was too afraid to move anyway, so she stood there
shivering slightly, as Clair got back in the car and drove it into the garage.
The garage door closed and Ann was left standing there, naked and hobbled
wondering what her tormentor was going to do to her next.
Clair took her time inside, pouring herself some nice wine and dialing
up some of her friends. She talked to each and set up the time they should come
by, then hung up. There wouldn't be too many of them over tonight - Clair
wanted to torture Ann, not make her go catatonic - but by morning Ann was going
to be wishing she'd shuffled her way out to the road and taken her chances in
the traffic. It was almost dark and Ann was shivering by the time Clair came to
get her. Grabbing her leash, Clair pulled the woman upstairs to the play room.
Once there, she put leather cuffs, much less comfortable ones this time, on each
wrist and ankle and a wide leather belt around her waist. Once again, Ann found
herself straining to keep her weight off her wrists as Clair pulled her hands
above her head with a winch. Then she kicked Ann's legs apart and bent down to
reach for her pussy.
Clair stood up in disgust and looked at the woman who had tried to move
away and shook her head. "You just don't learn, do you? Open your mouth and
give me my panties."
Ann did and as soon as she had them, Clair used her other hand and
actually punched Ann in the stomach. The woman lost her balance for a second
and gasped for breath as she hung from her wrists. Clair waited until she
struggled back to her feet.
"Now you listen up pig. I'm having some friends over to play with my
new toy. That's you. Things are going to be very unpleasant, but I assure you,
if you piss me off or give me any trouble, they'll get a lot worse." Clair
gripped Ann's face and made sure she had her attention. "Do you understand me?"
Still fighting the pain in her stomach, Ann nodded. That earned her
another slap on the face. "The correct answer is 'Yes Mistress.'"
Ann looked blankly at Clair, who drew her hand back for another slap.
"Yes, Mistress, yes Mistress! Please don't hurt me!"
Clair smiled and turned away to get ready for the party. Ann watched
the other woman, relieved that she wasn't paying attention to her. Her stomach
still hurt and the egg was really uncomfortable in her pussy. She wished that
this nightmare was over, but knew her reputation would never survive the damage
that Clair could do to it. Her family would disown her and she'd be disgraced.
Clair chose to wear a leather corset that left her large, firm breasts
bare. She loved the feel of the leather clasped tightly around her waist. Next
she chose thigh high black boots - high heeled of course, and lovingly put those
on, lacing each boot up the side. She was so horny that her cunt was absolutely
dripping, the red hair matted with her juices. She could smell her cunt and it
excited her. Beautiful, soft leather gloves that rose above her elbows were
next, and she inhaled deeply. Ahh, two of her favorite smells - leather and hot
cunt. She chose a flicker whip, which had a single nylon end, from one drawer
and approached her reluctant guest.
"As I was saying, I'm having a small party tonight. Consider it on the
job training." Clair paused. "I couldn't help but notice that you suck at
eating pussy. You have one, and one would think that you'd have some idea of
what to do. But you don't."
Clair waited to see what Ann would do. She could see the outrage
forming on Ann's face and since she was waiting for any excuse to use the whip,
she thought maybe Ann would speak up. Unfortunately, the woman was learning and
said nothing. Well, no matter, Clair didn't really need an excuse to whip her.
"Tonight, you'll follow the orders of my guests and myself. I know that
you are absolutely useless when it comes to sex, but even a dog can be trained
to do some things. You'd better hope that you can too."
She grabbed Ann's hair, holding it tightly as she leaned close to the
other woman's face. "Remember one thing. No matter how bad you think things
are getting, I can always make them worse. It's cliche, but it's true."
With that little comment, Clair proceeded to make things worse for Ann.
She bent down and despite the woman's muted groans, pulled the egg out of Ann's
crotch. The ointment was pretty greasy, so the egg wasn't too hard to remove.
Clair, wanting to humiliate Ann further, stood and said, "I hope that useless
cunt of yours can get a little wet. Otherwise, tonight's really going to hurt."
She released Ann's hands from the winch and re-cuffed them behind her
back. Initially, this was a relief. It was short lived though, because next
Clair used a leather strap just above Ann's elbows to fasten them together. She
couldn't make them touch - yet, but knew that eventually she'd be able to. She
forced a cock gag into her mouth, strapping it tightly in the back of her head,
then she took a crotch strap with lots of nice dull spikes and pulled it tightly
through Ann's cunt lips, splitting them and putting pressure on her inner lips
and clit. Ann's legs were folded and her ankles were strapped to her thighs.
Her thighs were widely spread and attached to a spreader bar. Her wrists were
pulled back and attached to the spreader bar which caused her to arch her back
just enough to lift her heavy breasts a bit. Ann was crying because of the
completely unfamiliar stress on her body. Her pussy hurt from the hundreds of
little spikes digging into it, and her back and shoulders really hurt. Clair
pulled out two thick squares of leather and set them to the sides of Ann's
flattened breasts. She gripped Ann's hair and pulled back which lifted the
woman a bit. With some trouble, she pushed each leather square under her
breasts. That's when Ann discovered that each leather square had hundreds of
tiny points and all of them were poking her tender breasts. Finally, Clair
hooked the middle of the spreader bar to the winch and pulled it up. Ann cried
out, not only from the increased pressure of the spikes in her tits, but the
severe arching of her back. Two straps were attached to the rings in the
leather belt, then to rings in the floor, keeping Ann from shifting position
too much. Finally, Clair grabbed a mass of Ann's curly blond hair and tied some
rope to it. She attached the free end of it to the strap holding Ann's elbows
together and tightened it which forced Ann's head back.
Clair squatted down in front of the suffering woman, legs open wide and
musky pussy almost in her face.
"The party doesn't start for a while, so I'll be back about half an hour
before it does to get you ready. I suggest you relax, since you'll be up quite
late tonight."
She wiped her hand through her cunt, coating her fingers with milky
slime. Then she spread it under Ann's nose and over her stretched lips, leaving
the suffering woman to inhale her scent with every breath.
Ann was in agony after only a short time. Her breaths came in short
pants, and sweat was rolling off her body from the warmth in the room. Her
pussy and tits ached abominably from the spikes that were pushing into them and
her muscles were just not in the kind of shape that they needed to be in to
endure this harsh treatment. Fortunately she was able to breathe around the
cock gag a bit because her nose was really stuffing up.
By the time Clair returned Ann was almost in shock. She'd been left in
that position for about two hours and when Clair released her, she could barely
move. That didn't stop Clair from using a whip on her until she just curled up
into a little ball and begged for mercy. Clair let her lick and suck the heels
of her boots and when she got tired of that, dragged her into the bathroom.
"Wash your face in the sink here. And stop that blubbering," were her
curt orders. Ann slowly brought herself under control and washed her face.
Clair pulled her out of the bathroom, cuffed her hands behind her back and, for
a good measure, added the elbow strap again. Then she sat Ann down in front of
a mirror on a short stool.
"Every time you give me any trouble, or whine or complain even a little
bit, I'm going to tighten that strap a notch. If you think it hurts now, just
wait until your elbows are touching."
Ann said nothing, but bowed her head in submission. Clair forced Ann's
face up so that she was looking into the mirror, then she began to apply makeup.
When she was finished, Ann looked like a complete slut - and quite an attractive
one at that.
"I don't want you crying and messing up all my work. So until I say
otherwise, just sit there and look at the slut in the mirror. People should be
here any minute."
Fishing around in the closet, she found a pair of high heels for Ann to
wear. Then she tightened the elbow strap a notch, just because, locked Ann's
cuffs to the back of the stool, and left the room. When she returned a short
time later with several other women, Ann knew that her night of hell was just
beginning. Clair unlocked her cuffs from the stool, pulled her to her feet and
turned her to face the other woman.
"Ladies," said Clair beaming, "I'd like to present my new toy. Tonight
is her pre-coming out party. Of course, unless she's a real slut, she won't be
cuming." Fixing Ann with a cold glare, she said, "You will do what you're told,
right?"
Ann just looked at Clair and nodded. She was at a loss. She couldn't
fight the other woman and it seemed that, despite the rather pure life she'd
led, she was now going to be some kind of sex toy for these awful women.
"A nod isn't good enough. You'll be punished for that later. What's
the correct response? Surely you haven't forgotten?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Yes Mistress? You mean you have forgotten?"
That drew a laugh from the assembled women. "No Mistress."
Clair drew an exaggerated sigh. "She can be a little dim," she said to
them. "You will obey us tonight, right?"
"Yes Mistress." Ann was defeated and near tears, but didn't want to
mess up the makeup that Clair had put on her.
Ann looked around at the others for the first time. Each was dressed
like a perverted slut - except the really young one in the robe and Ann didn't
even want to know what she had under that. She ignored the fact that she was
dressed the same way, since she hadn't had a choice.
One girl, the blond, looked exactly like that slut in Esquire magazine.
Barby? Britany? Something like that. She was blond, and wearing white, calf
high boots that had wide heels on them. She also had on white, thigh high
stockings and a teeny little thong. Ann noticed that her navel was pierced, as
she examined the thin, flat belly. The girl's generous breasts were encased in
some thin, white material with holes cut out for each big, pink nipple. Her
blond hair was wild and her face makeup almost as thick as Ann's.
The next woman Ann recognized from the party. Her name was Maria and
she was a curvy five foot two. Her breasts were shamefully bare as the bra she
had on only cupped the undersides of her very large breasts, thrusting them out
provocatively. They were at least D cup, which looked huge on such a small
woman with such a tiny waist. Her navel was not pierced and she was wearing a
garter and stockings - both black which suited her dark complexion. The heels
she was wearing had to have been at least 4 inches, which caused her legs to
look very long. She had on a pair of shiny, black g-string panties.
Clair hadn't changed her outfit from before, so her red-haired sex was
still shamelessly exposed. Ann could still smell the musky juice that Clair had
wiped across her face earlier - even though she'd washed her face. God, Ann
wondered, did Clair ever wash herself? She saw that the woman in the robe,
girl, really, was walking toward her. Ann didn't recognize her, but Michael
would have, had he been there.
"OK Ladies, the first part of our show will involve Lucy and Ann."
Clair turned towards Ann. "Lucy is going to begin teaching you how to please a
woman. You'd better do every single thing that she tells you or I'm going to
beat the shit out of you. Then, I'll leave you in a hog tie even worse than the
one you were in a while ago. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress," Tears filled Ann's eyes. Clair pushed her face up with
the end of her crop.
"Stop that crying shit," Clair berated Ann. "You and Lucy are lovers.
You're supposed to be happy to see her, not bawling like a baby."
Lucy dropped the robe and Ann gasped. There was no way, no way at all,
that this girl was over eighteen. She looked no older than fifteen, in her
white high-heels and the lacy ankle socks. Other than those, she was completely
naked - with not a single hair hiding her puffy little slit.
Lucy smiled at Ann and began running her fingers over Ann's large
breasts. To the casual observer, it looked like a tender caress, but Lucy
skillfully pinched the large, sensitive nipples before releasing Ann from her
bonds. Ann would love to have run, but she didn't stand a chance against Clair
- never mind Clair and three of her friends, so she just stood there.
Even in heels, Lucy was pretty short, so she reached up and pulled Ann's
face close to hers. Ann noticed that her breath was sweet and her lips were
soft, but she refused to open her mouth to Lucy's probing tongue.
"Open your mouth bitch, or I'll pull this nipple right off your fat cow
tits," Lucy whispered, twisting one of Ann's nipples. "Put your arms around my
waist and kiss me like you mean it."
Ann opened her mouth and closed her eyes, feeling another woman's tongue
in her mouth for the first time. She'd never been so humiliated, not even when
Clair had pissed in her mouth. Because this simple innocent kiss, especially
with someone so obviously underage, was so intimate and it didn't even look like
she was being forced into it!
They continued, with Lucy guiding the helpless woman into pleasing her.
Ann licked and sucked her breasts, then worked on her nipples, lightly biting
the large, brown nubs into full erectness. She ran her hands over Lucy's
smooth, oriental skin, guided the entire time by Lucy's words. She licked up
the girl's legs, then, at her direction, pulled off the heels and socks and
sucked on her toes . Finally, even while her own cunt was still in agony from
the spikes pushing into it, Lucy pulled Ann's face into her wet, bare cunt and
made her eat her cunt.
She guided Ann into licking and sucking her small inner lips, and
pulling back her clit hood to gently suck and nibble the swelling organ.
Finally, Lucy began to grind her hips into Ann's face, moaning and groaning her
way to a loud, but fake, orgasm. In truth, this gentle love making shit did
nothing for her. It was all for the cameras, which Ann hadn't even noticed were
being held by some of the other women.
Once they had what they wanted, Clair pulled Ann away from Lucy's pussy
and showed her the digital video camera she'd used to film their 'lovemaking'.
"Good job, Lucy. Was she any good at all?" asked Clair.
"Naa. She did what she was told, but didn't put anything into it.
Besides, you know I don't get off on that touchy-feely shit."
Clair knew very well what got Lucy off, but she'd had a reason for doing
this, and Lucy had loved the plan, when she'd been told. Clair turned to Ann.
"So, how does it feel to seduce a minor?"
Ann turned white.
"What? I didn't seduce her! You forced me to do that!"
They were all laughing now and Clair replied, "That's not what it looked
like from here. From here," she said in a serious tone as she bent down over
the prone woman, "it looked like you just seduced a fourteen year old."
Ann's stomach clenched in fear. Fourteen?? She could go to jail for
that! Of course, Lucy wasn't fourteen, but she looked like she was - at least
to Ann.
Clair saw that their ruse had worked. "That's right. Fourteen. And we
have it on tape." She paused. "Think about the damage that could do to you and
Michael." The look on Ann's face told her that she had the woman lock, stock
and barrel. It was time for the real fun to begin.
Ann was pulled to her feet, while the other women unrolled a plastic
tarp, then pulled a narrow bench over to put on top of it. They sat her down
and had her put her hands behind her, then each heavy breast was bound at its
base tightly enough to begin to turn it red. Ann was pushed down on her back
and quickly fastened to the bench. Her wrists were pulled down and underneath
the bench and fastened to rings on the floor, then each ankle was pulled up and
attached to hooks hanging from the ceiling. Her knees were spread wide and
attached to the floor. The wide belt around her middle was tightened and
attached to the bench. The stress on her arms and legs was considerable and
made her pant to breathe and sweat was coating her body from both the position
and the heat in the room. She sighed in relief as the crotch strap was
removed. It was short lived - as usual.
Clair looked down at the housewife's hairy, spread bush. "That has to
go. Do I have any volunteers to remove it? Kelly?"
The blond girl who looked like Britney smiled and said, "Oh, I think I
can take care of that. I brought some stuff that should help." With that, she
left the room, but Ann wasn't left alone. Maria began to play with her bound
tits. She tweaked the nipples and slapped the bound, heaving orbs bringing
whimpers and gasps from the helpless woman. Clair smiled and looked on knowing
that Ann would look back on this as a rest period. Kelly had returned with a
bag of items that she set down. While Maria, with Lucy now joining her,
continued to slap and pinch Ann's breasts, she set up her tools. She started
heating wax for the hair removal and took clippers and began to shorten the hair
in Ann's crotch. Ann tried to see what was going on, but was blocked by the
other women who had now switched from using their hands to using short whips.
One vicious strike from Lucy raised a welt on Ann's breast and caused the woman
to cry out. They showed no mercy to her pleas and the whips continued to fall
on her swelling breasts. They were now beat red and very hard - her large
nipples standing tall. Those nipples were increasingly becoming targets for the
whips. The pain in her tits grew.
"OK - I'm ready," said Kelly. The whips stopped, but Ann continued to
pant as the heat in her abused tits grew. They were red and throbbing and she'd
never seen her nipples so hard. She forgot about that though, when her pussy
started to burn. She moaned out loud, but the pain subsided fairly quickly.
With out warning, it returned, and this time it was much worse. Ann tried to
squirm, but she was too tightly tied to move very far.
"See," said Kelly, "If I pull real fast, it hurts, but it's over. If I
do it slow, then it doesn't get as much hair and it hurts a lot more." The
blond had a big grin on her face and so did Clair as she watched Kelly slowly
pull up on the cheese cloth that she had put over the hair removal wax. As the
process progressed, Ann's cries got louder until they gagged her. Not that the
cries bothered them, but it did make it somewhat harder to hold a conversation.
Lucy and Maria were making out as she watched Ann suffer from Kelly's cruel
actions. Maria had her fingers deep in Lucy's asshole and was using her nails
to roughly tweak the girl's long nips. Lucy was feeling great - this was the
kind of treatment that she liked, and she was getting off on Ann's pain as well.
Finally, the process was finished and every hair on Ann's pussy and
asshole were gone. The entire area was a flaming red though, and bleeding a
little in spots. Kelly was an expert at waxing. She knew all the best, and
worst, ways to denude a woman's crotch.
"Well," smiled Clair, "That looks much better."
Ann, of course, could see nothing of what she looked like. Her whole
pussy hurt like hell though, and she was sorry for the loss of her pubic hair.
She'd always thought of it as the mark of a mature woman. Women with no pubic
hair were either little girls or sluts. And she was neither.
"Can I go after you, Clair?" asked Maria. Clair looked over and smiled,
seeing that Maria was putting on one of the large strap-on's that the women
used when they wanted to be nasty. The large, very real looking, clear pink
cock was ten inches long and a good two inches in diameter. "I thought I could
use this on Lucy, since I know how much she loves it, then get it cleaned off by
the cunt here." Ann almost fainted when Maria walked into view and saw what she
was talking about. There was no way that would fit inside her. She didn't know
if her husband was average size or not, but he was nowhere near the size of that
thing. She started to moan and shake her head and Clair knelt down, grabbed her
hair and turned her face toward hers.
"Don't bitch and complain. If I hear you begging for us not to use any
of our toys on you, then I'll personally shove an even bigger one up that fat
ass of yours." Ann's eyes closed and she whimpered. "Sure," said Clair
standing up, "you can go after me. I'm sure that you and Lucy can keep
yourselves occupied while I'm breaking in our new slut." Clair removed Ann's
gag with an admonition for her to be quiet.
The women grinned as Clair got up and put her own dildo on. They liked
these dildos because they were designed to stimulate the wearer while the wearer
was using them on someone. There was a smaller insert that went into their own
pussies and soft little knobs that rubbed their clits as the dildo was driven in
and out of a cunt or asshole. Ann was beginning to panic, knowing that Clair
was going to drive that huge thing into her body.
"First, however," said Clair, now standing there with a large, black
cock protruding from her crotch, "there's the little matter of punishment. You
are owed some, as I recall."
Ann shuddered. If having her pubic hair ripped out by the roots and her
tits bound and whipped wasn't punishment, what was? She was still wondering
that as they changed her position on the bench. Her hands were detached from
the floor and re-cuffed together under the bench, then attached to the underside
of it. Her legs were still splayed open, but she eyed the small trapeze bar
that they lowered over her tits suspiciously.
It turned out that she was right to be suspicious. Clair attached
something to the bottom of the bar that hung over her breasts. She found out
soon enough that they were clamps. One was attached to each thick, swollen
nipple and Ann cried out as from the pressure they created. She was so
sensitive from having her breasts bound and whipped. The clamps dug into
viciously into her hard nipples making her whole breast ache. Then the bar was
pulled up which, of course, pulled her nipples up as well.
"I love these clamps," smirked Clair. "The wonderful thing about them,"
she continued stroking the blonde's sweat soaked curls, "is that when you pull
on them, they get tighter." She demonstrated, forcing more groans from the
bound woman. "Plus," she continued, "I had the rubber tips replaced with metal
ones. They tend to grip better."
Clair turned and picked up two items from a table. Holding them in her
hands, she asked Ann, "Which of these should I use on you?"
"Oh Mistress, please, no. Please don't hurt me anymore," begged Ann.
With an exaggerated sigh, Clair said, "Well, since you can't seem to
decide, I guess I'll have to use them both." It was what she'd been planning on
doing anyway, but Ann didn't know that. Turning to Kelly, she said, "Would you
like to prepare her?"
"Sure," said Kelly with a big grin. She knelt down between Ann's legs
as the woman began to tremble with fear. She had no idea what was going to
happen, but everything else Kelly had done had hurt like hell.
Kelly knelt between Ann's thighs. She knew from how inflamed the area
looked, that she had her work cut out for her. But she was up for the
challenge. Kelly was an expert pussy eater. Her long, strong tongue, pierced,
of course, and uncanny ability to find the most responsive spots on a woman,
allowed her to make almost any woman cum in a very short amount of time. She
had no interest in making Ann cum, however, just arousing her enough to fill her
pussy with even more blood and to make her clit get erect. That way, what Ann
had in mind would hurt even worse. Kelly loved to do this to Lucy - who was her
roommate. She'd often tie her down in very uncomfortable ways and lick her
pussy for, literally hours, until the girl was so sensitive that she was begging
for mercy. Then she would drip wax or hot oil on her opened, sensitive cunt,
paying special attention to her clit. Often, she'd use a belt, hitting the girl
so hard that welts would appear on her mound and lips. That would finally
produce intense orgasms for Lucy. Kelly doubted that Ann would react the some
way.
She spent fifteen minutes arousing the woman's sex - fifteen minutes
that Ann spent trying to ignore the soft, insistent tongue between her legs and
failing, as she felt her cunt flower open and her clit swell and peek from it's
hood. She was so ashamed that she was responding to this. How could she? The
rest of her body was in so much pain. Finally, the girl smiled and stood.
"She's all yours," said Kelly to Clair.
"I think that each of us should share in disciplining the cunt,"
replied Clair. "Everyone should give her five with each tool. Sound good?"
The women eagerly nodded. "I'll go first and show you how it should be done."
With that, she stepped between Ann's legs and looked down. Then, taking
a better grip on the wooden paddle in her right hand, she aimed it at Ann's
exposed ass cheeks and hit them with a hard swat.
Ann shrieked and struggled - which is when she found out the reason
they'd retied her. She could wiggle around as they beat her, but doing so would
pull the hell out of her nipples. She couldn't stop it though. The paddle
burned like fire across her ass for a second time, pulling more yells of pain
from Ann.
Clair was having a blast. This was where she'd been wanting to get Ann
since the first night she'd made the woman lick her shoes. She placed another
well aimed blow that connected with both Ann's ass cheeks. From the color red
that her skin was turning, Clair was sure that this would cause some bruising
and that Ann would have trouble sitting for a week. She hit Ann three more
times, carefully placing each blow in a place that hadn't been hit before.
Tears were streaming from Ann's eyes, smearing the heavy eye make up that Clair
had made her use. She begged and pleaded, but no one paid her the slightest
attention. Kelly was fingering her own cunt and Maria had both Lucy's hard
nipples in her fingers, twisting the brown nubs and pulling them hard while Lucy
drank in Ann's pain and played with her soaked pussy.
Clair stepped back when she finished, allowing Ann to catch her breath.
Then she picked up the strap and, with no warning what so ever, slapped it down
between Ann's spread legs right on her flaming red mound. Ann let out a loud
shriek which grew in volume as Clair used the strap to beat not only her mound,
but her spread, vulnerable pussy as well.
Each woman took turns beating Ann. The ensured that they spaced out the
beatings to keep Ann from going numb, and by the time they were all finished,
Ann's ass was bruised and had spots of blood on it. Her pussy was even worse,
the entire area swollen and bruised, oozing blood in several places where the
strap had cut her. Ann was now having trouble breathing, something that Clair
noticed. She retrieved Ann's inhaler and showed it to her.
"Do you need this?"
Ann nodded her head, sobbing and gasping for breath. She couldn't
believe how much she hurt. All the stress was bringing on an asthma attack.
When she finally realized that Clair was offering her her inhaler, she nodded
yes.
"Beg me to fuck your cunt. Beg me, and I'll give you a squirt."
She couldn't be serious, thought Ann, who could barely breathe. But it
was becoming clear she'd pass out with out the medicine and she could barely
speak now.
"Please f... fuck me."
Clair smiled and gave her the medicine. Then she walked around and
positioned herself between Ann's spread legs. She nuzzled the head of the huge
cock against Ann's swollen cunt and began to push. Ann had some lubrication,
but not much. That didn't stop Clair, who slowly, but steadily worked the large
cock into Ann's tight tunnel.
Ann felt the intruder begin to enter her body. She was almost
overwhelmed with pain as the rubber dong pushed against her bruised labia . Her
vision became obscured when Lucy straddled her head with her wet, bare cunt over
Ann's face. Just before she lowered it onto Ann's mouth, she looked down and
said, "You'd better do a good job on my cunt." She grabbed trapeze bar that
Ann's clamps were attached to and leaned forward, forcing her slimy cunt onto
Ann's mouth and, not coincidentally, giving Maria a perfect shot at her asshole.
Maria walked up behind Lucy and began to push the strap-on between Ann's
mouth and Lucy's cunt saying, "You'd better get it good and wet, bitch, or
Lucy's gonna do a real number on your tits."
Ann tried to suck the thing, but it was too big to get into her mouth.
So she licked it with her tongue, trying to get it wet. She didn't see any
reason why she should, it wasn't like the little tart's cunt was dry or
anything. Maria snickered and pulled it away from Ann.
"Well, Lucy, I gave her a chance. Maybe she remembers how you treated
her earlier, eh?" Lucy pushed her cunt down again and shifted a bit which put
her asshole right over Ann's eyes. Ann wondered how the hell Maria was going to
fit that thing inside Lucy's small pussy - especially considering the way the
girl was grinding it on Ann's mouth, when Maria lined it up with the girl's
small, brown asshole, and began to push.
Ann was astonished enough watching the huge intruder force its way into
the small brown opening that she actually didn't feel Clair picking up the pace
at her other end. Ann's cunt was lubricating, out of self defense if nothing
else, and that enabled Clair to really begin slamming into the other woman.
Each stroke was splitting her bald lips wide and hitting Ann's cervix, causing
waves of cramps and pain in her belly.
Meanwhile Ann was doing her best to please Lucy. It wasn't very good,
but she'd found the girl's clit and was sucking on it while Lucy's tangy juice
flowed into her mouth. Ann tried not to swallow the disgusting discharge, but
some of it managed to find its way down her throat. Most just coated her lips
and cheeks. Meanwhile, she even though she was having a hard time focusing on
anything but the pounding her cunt was taking, she couldn't help but notice that
dildo slamming into Lucy's obscenely stretched asshole was streaked with her
shit. That totally grossed Ann out - especially since she could smell the shit
mixed with the girl's cunt juice. This was even worse than the piss she'd been
made to drink.
Finally, Clair came with a loud yell, shoving the dildo deep into the
other woman, causing Ann to cry out loudly. Lucy came a short time later, her
cunt oozing even more slime into Ann's mouth. When Maria pulled out the clear
dildo, it was streaked with blood and shit. Of course, it flopped right onto
Ann's face and when she tried to avoid it, Maria grabbed the base of it and
smeared it all over Ann's face. Lucy climbed off and began to deep throat the
dildo, sucking her own blood and shit off of it while furiously rubbing her
clit. Ann wanted to throw up, both from the smell and from watching the girl
perform such disgusting actions. It wasn't long, however, before Lucy had the
dildo all nice and shiny, and Maria was positioning it between Ann's legs. Ann
was so sore, that she didn't even want to think about anything touching her.
Her tits were hurting so bad she thought they were going to fall off, and her
cunt was screaming at her. Even her insides felt bruised. Before she could
realize what was happening, Lucy's dirty asshole was planted on her mouth.
"You'd better get to cleaning her asshole, or we'll all take a shit in
your mouth," growled Clair.
By this time, Ann knew that Clair was crazy enough to do anything to
her, and she tentatively stuck her tongue into the bitter tasting, blood smeared
hole. As Maria began to ravage her cunt, Ann, directed by Clair, slid her
tongue as deep as she could into Lucy's asshole. It was completely revolting,
but it couldn't be as bad as them shitting in her mouth. She wished Maria would
let up just a little on her cunt. She was really hurting and the small woman
was hammering her even fast, if not as deeply as Clair had. Finally, Lucy's ass
hole was clean and she shifted her cunt back over Ann's shit smeared lips.
"Open wide, slave," she said and began pissing into Ann's open mouth.
"Swallow too, or I'll use a cane on your tits" She jerked the bar that was
attached to the nipple clamps which caused Ann to gasp and almost inhale a
mouthful of urine. She swallowed as directed though, her belly slowly filling
with the hot, salty piss of a girl she thought was fourteen.
Maria finally finished, signaling her orgasm with a series of high
pitched grunts.. Ann had long since finished licking off any piss that had
stayed Lucy's bald lips. Maria pulled off the dildo with a satisfied smile and
dropped it to the floor.
"I'll be back in a few," she said to Clair and left the room.
Clair looked down at her slave, noting that her face, despite the amount
of piss that had missed her mouth, had brown streaks from earlier, and she
smiled. Ann was coming along nicely. It seemed that no matter what they did to
her, she was too afraid of being found out to resist. Time for another step.
She picked up a thin, whippy cane, then straddled Ann's mouth. Looking over her
shoulder at Lucy, she said, "Could you hold me open?" At the look on Lucy's
face, Clair smiled and said, "No dear, it's not for you." Lucy affected a pout,
but bent down to open Clair's ass cheeks. Clair squatted further and Ann could
see that the dark red hair between her ass cheeks was caked with filth. And it
smelled just like what was caked in it - shit.
"Start cleaning slut. And feel free to take your time, because I'm
going to use this on you until you've cleaned me to Lucy's satisfaction." With
that, Clair slapped the cane down on Ann's thigh. It was a little hard to reach
since the bar was in the way, but she made due. Welt after welt appeared on
Ann's thighs and breasts and Clair was in heaven feeling Ann's soft tongue
licking her asshole. Lucy was happy too, as she got off on watching Ann's
degradation. Ann stopped for a second when she couldn't see any more shit, but
Lucy just smiled and told her to keep going. Clair was rubbing her pussy and
stopped whipping Ann as she came. Lucy finally decided that Ann was finished.
Ann was feeling sick to her stomach from the actions that they'd made her
perform. Her mouth was coated with the foul taste of Clair's shit and her eyes
leaked tears from both the humiliation and pain. Some welts on her thighs were
bleeding and there were even one or two on her tits that were oozing blood. Her
cunt was throbbing with every heartbeat and at this point she knew she'd do
anything just to get away from these women. Anything, of course, except let the
world know how she'd been used.
Clair stepped away just as Kelly was kneeling between Ann's legs. "How
far can we stretch her out?" she asked Clair.
"The sky's the limit dear. Have fun," replied Clair.
Kelly had decided to humiliate Ann in another way. She decided to make
the woman cum and she went to work on Ann, loving the challenge. Ann tried to
fight it, but the girl was just too good a cunt eater and she felt herself
nearing an orgasm. She prayed she could fight it, but it was a losing battle,
especially after all the pain she'd just endured. Her body craved some relief
from the pain. Kelly slowly worked three fingers into the older woman and it
wasn't long before she added a fourth and Ann began to groan in pain and
pleasure. Kelly continued to work the woman, her own cunt dripping as she
forced her thumb into the woman and began to push in towards her wrist. She
absolutely loved to fist a woman, cunt or ass hole, it didn't matter - that
first time she managed to force her entire hand into a woman was a total rush
for the beautiful blond.
She managed to make Ann cum just before she got her entire hand in,
pulling her fingers out and just lightly tapping Ann's clit with her tongue to
keep the orgasm from being anything other than frustrating. Still, to Ann, it
was incredibly humiliating to orgasm at all from the ministrations of someone
who wasn't her husband, never mind at the hands of another woman. Once she was
sure that Ann had come down off her orgasm, Kelly began forcing her hand inside
the woman. Ann cried out, begging Kelly for mercy. Now that an impending
orgasm wasn't blocking some of her pain, she was in agony, but that didn't stop
Kelly. She was really getting off, especially since Lucy was lying under her
and sticking her tongue deep into Kelly's wet cunt. Finally, her fist was in
and she vigorously pushed it in and out of the woman's already sore cunt,
punching into her cervix after it became obvious that that really caused a
reaction. Kelly screamed as she came, jetting a bit of juice into her room
mate's sucking mouth while punching forward one last time into the soft, wet
tunnel that clasped her hand. She was still horny though and wanted more, so
she got up and stood over Ann's face. By this time, Ann knew what was expected
of her and she started to lick and suck the slick flesh. Lucy, meanwhile, was
playing with Kelly's asshole, sliding her fingers as deep into the other girl as
they'd go. Kelly was easy to get off and Ann had her orgasming in very little
time. Lucy's fingers were covered with brown goo. Kelly got off Ann's mouth
and watched Lucy sniffing her streaked fingers and fingering her cunt. Finally,
she bent down and made Ann lick and suck her fingers clean, sharing the stained
digits in a nasty kiss. Ann winced, but accepted the taste of Kelly's asshole
in her mouth. She even gave no resistance when Lucy pushed her tongue deep into
her mouth for a kiss. Kelly repositioned herself over Ann's mouth and made her
clean her shitty asshole, demanding that Ann push her tongue into the bitter
tasting hole. Ann couldn't believe that someone could get off on something that
was so disgusting, but all these women seemed to like that hole played with.
Ann would never let anyone near her ass hole and was thankful that they seemed
satisfied with abusing her cunt. Of course, when Kelly was satisfied, she too
pissed in Ann's mouth. She didn't give any warning and Ann sputtered and
coughed as the bitter liquid filled her mouth.
Kelly got off and she, Clair and Lucy moved away a bit, talking to each
other. As much as Clair and Kelly liked to make other people eat their shit,
there was no way they wanted that in their mouth. They laughed good naturedly
as Lucy pouted that no one would kiss her. It was a long standing joke. Maria
came into the room a short time later and joined them. Ann was just happy for
the respite and hoped that they were going to let her go now. After all, how
many orgasms did they need? It seemed like they'd all come several times, and
Ann had never cum more than once in a evening. It wasn't seemly.
The group broke up and walked over to Ann. Her heart started racing.
Were they going to let her go now? God she hoped so! It only took a second for
her to realize that they were not letting her go. Maria was stripping off her
panties reveling a dark, heavy bush and Clair was putting the strap on back on.
She was once again between Ann's legs when Maria straddled Ann's face.
Ann's nose was immediately assaulted by an incredibly strong smell. She
tried to turn her head to get away from the filthy, hairy snatch that was
descending on her face, but Lucy had her hands wrapped in Ann's hair. Ann
couldn't believe the thick smell of sex that Maria's cunt gave off. Maria
smiled at Ann's reaction. Not many women liked a cunt that smelled like hers.
Lucy did, unsurprisingly, but so did Kelly - especially after she'd had sex,
which was surprising. Maria's husband liked a woman to smell 'like a real
woman' and so Maria didn't wash her cunt every day. Every few days she'd rinse
it in the shower, but she rarely used soap. Her husband loved her scent and
proved it by fucking her almost daily. Today, knowing she was coming here, he'd
fucked her twice. She rubbed her sticky cunt all over Ann's face making the
woman cough and gag while Clair began to pummel Ann's cunt with the dildo.
Finally, at Lucy's direction, Ann began to lick the gamy tasting twat. Lucy
ensured that Ann pushed her tongue deep into the slimy hole, sucking out
whatever cum had been resting in there.
While she'd been gone, Maria had been thoroughly and deeply fucked by
Richard. After getting his cock all slick with her juice, he'd then plowed
into her well used asshole, fucking her hard until he dumped a load deep in her
bowels. When she shifted her loose asshole over Ann's mouth, the other woman
went to work on the shit and cum gummed hair around her hole. Maria cooed the
entire time that Ann rimmed her, and Clair stopped fucking Ann so she could
watch the show. Finally, with Lucy holding her jaws open, Maria started
squeezing out large dollops of brown colored cum right into Ann's mouth. Ann
gagged and coughed, but they held her nose and mouth, making her swallow.
After that, they mostly left Ann alone, except for using her mouth to
piss in. They played with each other, the action waxing and waning as the
evening went on. At around midnight, they finished up. Of course, they spent a
little time whipping Ann, just for the hell of it, before Clair locked her up
for the night. She removed the tight waist belt, leaving Ann in only cuffs and
a collar. Then they attached her cuffs to a ring in at the end of a chain that
hung down from the ceiling, which forced the woman into a hog tie. Finally, as
their parting gift, they took turns pissing on her. They left and she was left
alone in the darkness, soaked with urine, her body burning and aching. She was
too tired to even cry.
End Part 5
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