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"Krissy On Thursdays"
Subject: ASS - Krissy on Thursdays - repost (M+F/f - humiliation)
Date: Mon, 29 Dec 1997 18:28:37 -0600
From: bjohnson@citilink.com
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Disclaimer--
This is fiction. Everyone in the story is a fictitious person. Non of
these folks are even modeled on real people. Don't do this. Don't even
consider doing this. If you are under-age, you shouldn't even be
reading this disclaimer, much less this story. If you don't want to
read about nasty, cruel acts, good for you. Read something else. I
recommend 'Winnie the Pooh'.
Interlude - Krissy on Thursdays
Krissy languished, chained in the back of a van. The helpless slave
girl knelt carefully in the center of the van floor. She balanced, her
wrists chained with two pairs of handcuffs to fittings on either side of
the van. Her long blonde hair formed two large soft pigtails, making
her look about 15. She wore a bright orange cheerleader costume, with a
short black and orange ruffled skirt. She held a bright orange and
black pom pon in each hand. She looked like any chesty cheerleader,
except for the slave collar locked around her throat and the barbed wire
wrapped around each of her thighs.
Her smooth, tan thighs each had 5 turns of barbed wire tightly wound
around them. Her flesh bulged out between the tight iron wire, forcing
the needle sharp spikes against her soft skin. Whenever the van would
turn, or hit a bump, Krissy shifted her weight to keep her balance. Her
slightest movement caused the sharp iron points to cut into her skin,
making the little slave cheerleader wince and cry. She sobbed as her
bright crimson blood slowly leaked from the deep scratches, rolling down
her naked thighs.
Mistress Amber used the wire to punish Krissy. Once the cheerleader did
not drop to her knees quickly enough when Mistress Amber entered the
room. The barbed wire reminded the cringing cheerleader that she must
kneel before her owner at all times.
The van squealed to a stop. The clatter of high heels announced
Mistress Amber's descent from the van. She clicked around to the back
and opened the big door. The stench of old urine let Krissy know that
she was parked in a back alley behind a row of bars and sleazy night
clubs.
"Everyone out, my pet," caroled the jubilant Amber. She wore a tight
leather vest, poured around her firm, high breasts. A tight leather
miniskirt enfolded her shapely ass. Glistening thigh high leather boots
completed her all black outfit. At her hip hung a long
cat-of-nine-tails whip. The dominatrix looked stunning in her cold
makeup and carefully styled hair. She could hardly contain her
enthusiasm.
Swiftly, Amber unlocked Krissy's handcuffs, releasing the slave girl
from her imprisonment. With a snap of her fingers, she commanded the
crying girl to crawl out of the van and kneel in front of her. Amber
artfully ripped Krissy's thin shirt, exposing the cringing girl's 32B
breasts. A tight cord bound Krissy's 16 inch waist, forcing the
kneeling cheerleader to a 14 inch waist. The tiny girl looked forlorn
in her ripped cheerleader costume and pigtails.
"Assume your position, my little cheerleader fuck slave," commanded
Mistress Amber.
"As you command, I obey," sobbed Krissy in a pitiful, little girl
voice. The obedient slave girl crawled to the wall of the alley and
knelt with her naked thighs open in a pool of old urine. She hiked up
her skirt, exposing her pink, drooling, hairless cunt. Then Krissy
deftly fastened each of her handcuffed wrists to a pipe set into the
ground so she knelt shackled with her arms spread wide apart.
The sexy cheerleader knelt in the dank alley, her naked chest heaving
under her wracking sobs. The tines of the barbed wire cut into her firm
thighs, releasing tiny streams of blood to ooze over her tan flesh.
Krissy closed her eyes, squeezing her hot tears loose to fall on her
naked skin and soak into her shredded cheerleader outfit. Sobbing, with
her hair up in pigtails, the girl looked like a young teenager.
"Perfect, cunt," sneered Mistress Amber. "You look just like a high
school cheerleader. I should make a lot of money selling you tonight."
"Thank you beautiful Mistress Amber. I will try to please you. I want
to be a good slave."
"See that you do."
The leather clad Mistress stalked away from the shackled girl. Her boot
heels ground into the dirt as she leaned against the wall in a
comfortable position. By now, her antics had drawn a small crowd of men
from the backs of the sleazy bars lining the alley.
One of these men stepped forward. He staggered, a middle-aged,
pot-bellied lout, smelling of cheap beer and sweat. He swayed before
Mistress Amber, looking hungrily from the bound cheerleader to the proud
Mistress. "How much?' he grunted.
"Gentlemen," Mistress Amber intoned, pointing at the shackled, kneeling
beauty. "This is Krissy, the head cheerleader. Tonight, I am selling
her services as head cheerleader to all you sports fans." Snorts of
piggish laughter came from the crowd of leering men as Krissy blushed a
deep crimson. The terrorized girl lowered her face, her eyes firmly
squeezed shut. She knelt in helpless submission while her owner
auctioned off her sexual favors to the gathering crowd of horny men.
"Blow jobs cost $20. You get up to 10 minutes of sucking from her hot,
nasty, little girl mouth. You can cum in her mouth, and she will
swallow your hot spunk. Or, you can cum all over her pretty little
cheerleader face while she begs for your sperm. Either way, it's only
$20."
Krissy squirmed in her chains, trying to hide her naked tits. The
trembling girl refused to look up at the leering men, preferring to
maintain her submissive posture. Tears slipped from her lashes,
splashing hotly on her smooth thighs.
"For an extra $30, you can wash her face with your urine. Make her deep
throat you, then piss all over the little girl's face for only $50.
She'll call you Master... or Daddy. She'll beg for your cum and piss,
or beg for your mercy, whatever you want. Use little Krissy.
"Humiliate her... only $50."
"How much to whip her tits?" mumbled the man in front.
"I'm sorry sir, but only her owners are allowed to whip her breasts.
She's still growing, you know. But for only $30 more, you can watch
while I whip her."
"S'Okay, here's my money," the man slurred, fishing out a grimy handful
of cash. He sorted out $80 and said, "Whip her now, okay?"
"Do you want her to beg for mercy?"
"Yeah."
"And call you...?"
"Daddy."
Mistress Amber stepped forward and gestured for the drunk to proceed her
over to Krissy. Positioning everyone so all the men could see, Amber
grabbed Krissy's pigtails and forced her to arch herself backwards,
thrusting out her firm breasts. She brought the whip down with a loud
crack across the young girl's tit flesh, raising an immediate welt.
Krissy jerked with a sharp yelp, then began sobbing loudly in her little
girl voice, "Please Daddy! Please make the woman stop whipping my
tits."
Mistress Amber smiled as she whipped Krissy again, the sharp smack
making the bound cheerleader twist in her shackles. "Please, I'll be
good Daddy. I'll be such a good girl."
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! I love you Daddy. Please, make her stop. I beg you,
please make her stop. I'll be a good girl, I promise."
The looming man unzipped himself, hauling out his stiffening prick.
Krissy stared at his swollen member, then glanced up at his leering
face. Suddenly, the whip caressed her breasts again.
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! Please don't punish me any more, Daddy. I'll do
anything you want."
The writhing cheerleader jerked under the lash of the whip. Her breasts
were flaming red, lined with white welts.
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! Please let me pleasure you Daddy. I want to be your
good little cheerleader. Please use my mouth, Daddy. I want you,
Daddy!"
The man lurched forward, his naked cock large in his hand. "Give me her
face!" he snarled.
The drunk grabbed the back of Krissy's head, forcing the sobbing
cheerleader to rub her face on his swollen, throbbing member. She
opened her wet mouth and he thrust himself inside her, gagging the
kneeling girl on his sweaty flesh. He forced his slimy cock deep into
the kneeling cheerleader's mouth. Krissy snorted and grunted, gagging
on his throbbing lollipop. She squirmed, her chest heaving as she
fought for air. The man laughed down at the struggling girl as her face
turned red. Her gagging sounded like muffled screams. Finally, he
popped his flesh stick out of her mouth, wiping her drool on her
upturned face. "Kiss it," he ordered as she panted for breath.
Smack! "Yes Daddy!" slurped the trembling cheerleader as she pressed
her wet lips against his fuck pole. "I love you Daddy. Fuck my face.
Fuck me deep in my hot cheerleader mouth, Daddy!" Krissy smeared wet
kisses all over the man's jerking cock. Her soft red lips nursed at his
hot flesh, planting kiss after juicy kiss on his love pole.
The brute silenced the kneeling fuck toy with his throbbing cock,
burying it deep in the tiny girl's tight mouth. Grabbing her pigtails,
the man rammed his cock deep into Krissy's throat, forcing the
cheerleader to rub her nose in his wiry pubic hair. He fucked her hard
and fast, jerking her face up and down by her hair. The slut made loud
slurping sounds as her mouth and throat spasmed over his huge cock.
Krissy shrieked every time his large hands jerked her face down by her
blonde pigtails. She forced her suckling mouth down on his shaft,
desperately trying to please her cruel Master.
After several minutes, the drunk jerked Krissy's face off his shaft. He
rubbed his leaking cum all over her soft cheeks, leering down at her.
"You're a good little cocksucker."
"Thank you D-Daddy," stammered the blushing girl as she struggled in her
chains. "Please cum for me, Daddy. Please c-cum ON me Daddy."
The man beat his cock off, slapping the kneeling cheerleader's upturned
face. "Beg for it, slut. Beg for my cum, you fucking little whore."
"Please Daddy. {SMACK} Please shoot your {SMACK} hot white sperm
{SMACK} all over my dirty {SMACK} little girl face. {SMACK} Cover my
face {SMACK} with your filth! {SMACK} Foul my slutty {SMACK} little
cheerleader face {SMACK} with your dirty spunk!"
"Ahhhhhh!" The man's cock spasmed, dumping a wad of burning sperm onto
Krissy's right eye, spilling over her cheek and running down her face.
"Thank you, Daddy!"
"Ahhhhhh!" Another spasm shot a streak of filth over Krissy's nose and
mouth, pooling the sticky cum on her full lips. "I love you, Daddy!"
"Ahhhhhh!" Wads of dirty sperm covered the shackled cheerleaders face,
running into her mouth and dripping off her nose and chin. The man
continued to slap his cock over Krissy's filthy face, spanking his cum
into her quivering flesh to mix with her tears.
"Thank you, Daddy," whispered the sobbing slave girl. "Thank you for
spraying my unworthy face with your precious cum."
"Open your mouth, girl," commanded the grinning man.
"Yes sir." Krissy opened her mouth wide in front of his throbbing
cock. She knelt in front of him, chained to the ground. The
defenseless cheerleader looked up into his face with her shining eyes
glittering with tears. He leered down at her cum smeared face, proud of
how humiliated she seemed. Then he rested the head of his cock on her
lower lip, pointing into her mouth.
The man started laughing. Then, he started pissing.
A huge gout of foul smelling, oily yellow piss shot into the groveling
cheerleader's gaping mouth. The man filled her mouth with the steaming,
foamy urine, forcing her to swallow large mouthfuls of the filth. The
crowd roared with laughter as the beautiful cheerleader knelt in
helpless submission, forced to be the toilet for the drunk who had just
raped her. Krissy made such a beautiful toilet, chained on her knees,
her cheerleader outfit half ripped off her curvaceous body. Her wide,
staring eyes displayed her shame and terror at being forced to endure
this endless humiliation. Like a good slave girl, she knelt at the feet
of her tormentor, her mouth open wide to receive his filth.
Every time poor little Krissy closed her mouth to swallow, the man
sprayed her beautiful face with his golden piss. He drenched her in the
vile fluid, letting the stream splatter over her eyes, nose and mouth.
Rivulets of filth ran down her front, over her heaving chest and down
between her legs, drenching the cringing fuck toy. Obediently, the
weeping slave girl opened her mouth, taking in as much of his piss as
fast as she could drink. Whenever she swallowed a mouthful of the
bitter, stinking filth, her whole body shuddered.
As his urine stream slowed, the man moved closer, forcing Krissy to take
his still leaking cock into her mouth and nurse out the last golden
drops of his urine. She looked up into his laughing face, tears pouring
down her cheeks. She sucked the head of his cock, teasing out the
yellow filth with her soft lips and tongue. Krissy flicked her tongue
over the head, washing it clean like a good slave girl.
Holding his cock in her mouth, she spoke around the now soft flesh log,
"Thank you Daddy. I love you, Daddy. Thank you for the gift of your
cum. Thank you for washing my face for me. Thank you for pissing on
me."
Grabbing her silky blonde hair, the drunk wiped off his cock. He rubbed
the last of the filth off his cock with her golden mane, then closed his
pants. Patting her fondly on the head, he said, "You're a good little
cocksucker, Krissy. You're worth a few dollars." Waving at Amber, he
staggered off.
The crowd stood, gazing at the beautiful girl. She knelt in a pool of
steaming piss, shackled in a back alley. Her shredded cheerleader
outfit couldn't hide the whip welts on her firm young breasts, nor her
tan, bleeding thighs. Her beautiful face shone with piss. Globs of
fresh sperm clung to her tear-stained face. She sagged wretchedly in
her bonds, sobbing. Cum drooled out of the corner of her mouth. The
exhausted, beaten slave girl wailed out her shame and humiliation as she
looked at the sea of leering faces surrounding her. She looked around
for some hope of salvation. Two strong young men rushed to her side.
Amber called out, "Krissy dear. These are your new Masters."
Staring wildly, she gazed up at the men. She saw the lust on their
faces. She knew her torment had begun again. Her soft lower lip
trembled as she gazed up at them, tears welling in her large eyes.
"Hello Masters," she whispered in a tiny, breathy voice. "P-please use
m-me. Please l-let me be your s-slave girl."
"God, you're a mess," laughed one of the men. "Hey Amber, can't you
keep your sluts clean?"
"Sorry boys," laughed the brazen leather Mistress. "Feel free to hose
her down."
The other fellow grabbed up a hose as the first man turned on the
water. An icy cold blast of froth shot from the end of the hose, like a
giant orgasm. The full force of the water slammed into Krissy, blasting
her trembling body back into the brick wall behind her. She shrieked as
the hard jet of water pummeled her. The screaming cheerleader writhed
under the pulsating blast of water. She strained against her shackles,
trying once again to flee the scene of her abuse.
The man played the stream over Krissy's face and chest, blasting the
kneeling cheerleader clean. She gasped and screamed, trying to catch
her breath as the battering, freezing water beat against her tender
flesh. Suddenly, the spray cut off, dropping the shackled beauty back
to her knees. The cheerleader sex toy panted, her naked breasts heaving
as she shivered in the night air.
"Much better," grunted one of the men.
"...Thank you...Master...thank you...please...may a humble ...slave
girl...show her gratitude..." panted the trembling cheerleader. Krissy
gazed up at the men about to rape her, begging for their abuse, like a
perfect slave girl.
"Good girl!" The man unzipped his fly, flopping out his erect cock. He
held it just at the limits of Krissy's reach, forcing her to strain to
flick the head with her tongue. "Lick me, slave. Lick your Master's
cock, or I'll punish you." The mostly naked cheerleader squirmed on her
knees, lashing her tongue madly while she tried to lick her taunting
Master's cock. He laughed at her straining and whimpering, enjoying
making her struggle to lick him. Krissy lunged madly, trying obediently
to please her cruel new Master.
The other man rubbed his throbbing cock over her cheek, stroking her
face with the head. The oozing cum leaking from his piss slit left
shiny trails on Krissy's fresh, clean face. She rubbed her soft cheek
against his hot flesh as she licked the end of her other Master's cock.
Krissy knelt, sucking each of the two men. She made sure to rub her
face on the other man's cock whenever she could, to keep him hard. She
worked frantically, trying to bring each man off without ignoring the
other. Each man forced her to lick his balls, and flicker her tongue on
his shaft. They taunted her, making her whimper and beg for their
cocks.
The slobbering cheerleader did her best to please the men, struggling to
help them rape her. They had each paid $20 for her sexual services, and
Krissy knew she would be whipped unmercifully if either of the men
complained. Sex slaves must serve as commanded, or they would be
whipped. Krissy knew she was a sex slave.
When the men came, Krissy had to receive each load on her upturned
face. She cowered at their feet, her lovely face coated with great wads
of filthy sperm. They demanded that she lick the slime off their cocks,
and she meekly complied. Then, the humble cheerleader thanked each of
the men, begging for the privilege of being their fuck toy again.
A procession of men used Krissy. Most wanted to cum on her face or in
her mouth. A few demanded that she kneel and lick their feet while they
showered her with cum. One nasty pervert paid Amber a good sum of money
to watch Krissy being fist-fucked. He came all over her face while she
screamed for mercy.
After 4 hours of being sold and raped, Krissy had brought in almost
$4000. She hung limply in her chains, barely aware of the world while
Amber counted the money. Then, Amber freed the exhausted cheerleader.
While the crowd watched, Amber began beating the sobbing cheerleader
with her long whip.
"You are a dirty, filthy slut!" screamed Amber.
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! I'm sorry, Mistress Amber!"
"You sucked 87 men's cocks!"
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! Please, forgive me Mistress Amber!"
"You are a worthless gutter whore!"
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! Mercy please, Mistress Amber!"
"You are a filthy, piss-drinking animal!"
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! I'm just a slutty little animal, Mistress Amber!"
"You are a dirty little cunt, who deserves to be whipped!"
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! I'm just a worthless slut, Mistress Amber!"
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! Thank you for whipping me, Mistress Amber!"
CRACK! "Ahhhhhh! I love to be raped, Mistress Amber!"
The leather dominatrix whipped Krissy until her back was a bleeding mass
of welts. The girl cried her devotion to the dominatrix with each
lash. The crowd of men who had raped the screaming cheerleader
applauded. They howled with laughter when the cruel girl forced Krissy
to wriggle on her belly through the steaming pool of piss. The men
cheered while the groveling cheerleader licked the mud and piss from
Mistress Amber's leather boots.
One man spat on her, a large gob of warm spit mixing with the blood
coating her back. That started the whole crowd spitting. Amber
commanded the helpless cheerleader back to her knees, facing the crowd.
Each of the men got to spit on her, most splattering her upturned face
with their contempt. Krissy knelt, covered in slimy filth while the
large crowd of men humiliated her. Large tears dripped from her shiny
eyes as she gazed up at her tormenters. Krissy knew exactly what she
looked like, what she was. The cringing girl knew in her soul that she
was nothing but a disgusting piece of shit, a sex toy to be used and
whipped.
Krissy knew next Thursday, Mistress Amber would sell her body, mind and
soul again. She knew her Mistress would sell her for a few dollars.
Krissy sobbed, praying for release as she crawled through the mud after
her owner.