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Ali's Nightmare by unknown

FOUR

The respite was over all too soon, as one day her hood was ripped off,
momentarily blinding her with bright light.
"Wake up, Cunt!" Master bellowed.
"I've brought someone to meet you."
Ali squinted against the light, and looked at the young man standing near
her feet. He was clean cut and handsome, and smiling at her in a friendly way.
Watching him smile at her, she was unsure whether to feel hopeful or
apprehensive.
"If he requires you to speak, you will address him as 'Sir'," Master said.
"I doubt, however, that you will need to do much more than scream.
Today I will simply observe, or assist as needed."
With that, Master gestured to the young man, and moved out of Ali's line of
sight.

The young man moved closer, and reached out to gently caress Ali's face.
"What's your name, darling?" he asked her softly.

"Ali, sir," she replied nervously. She never saw his hand, only felt the
stinging slap that knocked her head sideways and caused her ears to ring.

"That's not what I was told," he said just as softly.

It took Ali only seconds to remember. "M-my name is...Cunt, sir."

"Much better." The young man caressed her face again.
"I see you have been disciplined, and rather harshly from the look of it."
Afraid to respond, Ali simply stared at him through a thin veil of tears.
"But trust me darling, it's nothing compared to what you will experience in the
coming months."
He bent and took her nipple into his mouth, and ran his tongue around it.
At the same time, his hand caressed her inner thigh. Ali was horrified to
find herself arching her back towards his soft mouth. He sucked gently at
each nipple, then moved slowly down her bruised body until his tongue found
her clit. Ali gasped and moaned at his hot breath and felt herself turning red
with shame and embarrassment as her pussy grew wet. The young man slipped
a finger into her moistened cunt, and smiling, brought the glistening finger to
her lips. Ali sucked her own juices off his finger as he once again lowered
his head to her breast. She closed her eyes, ashamed of the way her body was
betraying her, trying desperately not to enjoy his ministrations.

A sudden searing pain in her left nipple brought her back to the moment.
Ali looked up and saw that the young man had attached a large clamp to her
nipple. She could see the sharp teeth digging into the tender flesh, and a few
drops of blood welling to the surface where the teeth had punctured the skin.
Shocked by the pain and the sight of the clamp, Ali didn't scream until the
second clamp was applied to her other nipple. After her screams had subsided,
she saw the young man gesture to Master and say
"Take her off the table."

The two had obviously planned this in advance, as they worked too quickly
and precisely for her to even attempt resistance. Her wrists were unbound for the
first time in her captivity, and brought out from behind her back only to be
locked seperately to chains hanging from the ceiling. The wide belt across her
stomach was placed behind her back, and her legs were left chained the way
they were. The chains were raised to lift her a few inches off the table, which
was rolled out from underneath her. The belt was attached to two more chains,
which helped support her and take some of the weight off her shoulders and
hips.

The young man stood next to her, and stroked the length of her body with
a long, slender baton. Ali tensed her body, expecting to be beaten. Instead,
he touched the end of the baton to her left breast and pressed a button. The
sudden jolt of electricity caused Ali's body to flail wildly. The chains did little to
restrict her movement, only kept her from falling to the floor, so when he
finally released the button, her shoulders and hips ached from her contortions.

Almost before she had stopped twitching his face was once more between
her legs, his tongue teasing her clit. As her juices began once more to flow
from her virgin pussy, he stepped back and applied the electric baton to her
other breast. This continued for nearly an hour, each time bringing her
closer to orgasm before shocking her breasts or clit. Her eyes hazy with
pain, Ali saw the young man step between her legs, and Master step to
her side. She felt the young man's cock pressing against the damp
opening to her cunt, but was too weary to protest. It couldn't be worse
than the electric shocks or the beatings, she reasoned, and let her gaze slide
blankly up to the ceiling.

Master reached out, and firmly grasped the clamps on her nipples. He
twisted them the slightest bit, just enough for Ali to look directly at
him, and for fear to clear the mist from her eyes. Once Ali's attention
was focused on him, he twisted the clamps nearly half a turn and pulled
cruelly upward. It felt as though her nipples were being torn off, and the
blood trickling down from the clamps did nothing to suggest otherwise.
As Ali drew breath to scream, the young man plunged his cock deep
into her cunt, shredding her hymen in one brutal thrust. Master continued to
twist the nipple clamps back and forth, always pulling them further up as
the young man continued to savagely fuck her virgin cunt.

Ali screamed weakly from the pain. The young man's cock felt like it was
shredding the tender walls of her cunt, and Master had not let up on his
savage twisting and pulling of her nipples. Finally the young man pulled
his blood-stained cock out and sprayed his sticky cum across her chest.
Then the two men moved to the chains that held her suspended, and
released them. Ali screamed again as she crashed to the floor.

The two men stood over Ali as she writhed in pain on the floor. After a
few minutes, Master swore at her in disgust and kicked her in the ass.
"You stupid cunt! You have an embarrassingly low tolerance for pain.
But if you insist upon carrying on like this, we'll have to give you
something worth screaming about."
With that, he rolled her onto her back and planted a foot on her stomach,
holding her down so the young man could apply his electric prod directly
to her clit. Ali screamed and cried, fighting to get out from under Master's
heavy boot and away from the pain. But when he stopped, it was only
to allow Master a few seconds to grab a heavy leather strap.

Having the freedom to move, if only to roll across the floor, did nothing
to hinder the vicious beating the two men gave her. Blinded by tears of pain,
Ali would roll or crawl away from the belt only to be met by a painful shock
from the young man's electric prod. After the brutal rape, it took less than
half an hour for Ali to pass out from the pain of this latest beating.

FIVE

This time Ali woke up to find herself wrapped in a blanket and lying on a
thin mattress on the floor. Blinking as her eyes adjusted to the strong
fluorescent light, she saw that the door to the room was slightly ajar.
Untangling herself from the blanket, she realized that she was no longer
entirely naked. Thick leather straps were padlocked around her wrists, ankles
and neck. Thin chains ran between the straps, allowing her enough movement
to crawl, but not enough to stand. Obviously the door had not been left
open by accident, but Ali still began to crawl painfully towards it, her stiff
muscles not at all relieved by the cramped position dictated by the chains.

The door was at one end of a stone hallway. Her chains echoed and rattled
as she crawled along the stone floor. Several twists and turns led her to a
stone stairwell, which she was forced to crawl down backwards in order to
keep her balance. When she peeked inside the doorway at the bottom of the
stairs, Ali suddenly wished with all her strength that she had stayed upstairs.
It was too late, however, as several of the men in the room had already seen
her. Smiling unpleasantly, they came forward and dragged her into the room.

SIX

This new room was far larger than the original room she had found herself
in, who-knew-how-many-days ago. The concrete floor was set with dozens of
seemingly randomly spaced steel rings, and countless insrtuments of torture
hung from the walls and ceilings. Well over a dozen men were in the room,
attending to the torture of 4 other women.

One woman was chained on her hands and knees between two wooden pillars.
A large dildo was jutting out from each pillar, one spearing her cunt, the other
thrust deep into her mouth. Her lower back, ass and thighs were red with welts
inflicted by the two men behind her. One was whipping her with a wide
leather strap, the other was alternating those strokes with a riding crop.
The blows were heavy and painful enough to drive her forward, forcing one
dildo further down her throat. In order to breathe, she had to push herself backwards,
thrusting the other dildo deeper into her cunt. The men whipped her faster and faster,
laughing as she fucked herself harder and harder at both ends.

Another woman was hanging upside down, her legs forced so far apart that
she resembled the letter "T". A lit candle had been thrust into her pussy, and
the hot wax was spilling over her sensitive pussy lips and anus. As the wax
cooled and hardened, one man was peeling it off and exposing the reddened skin,
with its hightened sensitivity, to more of the candle's drippings. Some of
the wax was also running down her body towards her breasts. Two other men
had tied off each breast with thin cords wrapped around the base. Trapping the
blood this way had made her nipples far more sensitive that usual, and the men
were torturing her breasts and nipples with everything they could think of.
Just while Ali watched, they tested her threshold for pain with their teeth,
clothespins and a mousetrap. The last thing Ali saw of her before being dragged
past the woman was the man with the candle teasing her clit erect, and clamping a
narrow alligator clip across its base before tipping the candle slightly and
allowing a rush of scalding hot wax to pour directly onto it. Even muffled by
the gag, the woman's screams echoed in the room.

Ali had no chance to see what the other two women were suffering as the
men who had dragged her into the room threw her face down over a wide,
rough stool. They pushed her legs as far apart as the chains would allow,
and examined the damage that had been done to her cunt and ass by Master and the
young man. A long, slender dildo was held in front of her eyes as one of the
men smeared it with some sort of cream. The dildo was not wider than an inch,
except for where it flared abruptly out and then back in at the base. The dildo
disappeared, and Ali was not surprised to feel it being shoved inside her
asshole. The reason for the flare was made immediately apparent: it stretched
her wide barely long enough to register discomfort, let alone pain, and then she
felt her sphincter snap shut behind it. She doubted that she would be able to force
this new intruder out of her body without significant pain. Suddenly, the significance
of the cream also became apparent to her.

A horrible itching and burning sensation was building up inside her ass,
forcing her to twist and squirm on the stool. Smiling at this, the men picked
her up and carried her to a short pole jutting up from the floor nearby. She stared
at it while the men unhooked the chains from her cuffs. The pole was topped by a
wide and wickedly knobbed dildo which one of the men was smearing with the
same cream that was currently torturing her. Her arms were raised above her head
and fastened to a chain that was hanging from the ceiling. Two of the men lifted
her off the floor while the other two hooked fingers just inside her cunt and spread
it wide as they settled her directly atop the cruel dildo. Heavy weights were then
attatched to her ankles. Not more that 2 inches of the dildo were currently
inside of her, which was just enough to keep her from loosing her balance as
the cream took effect. The dildo was roughly a foot long, which was the same
distance as the space between her toes and the floor. As she twisted and squirmed
in agony, Ali would drive the dildo further and further into her body. The slow
penetration would cease only when her toes reached the floor, by which point the
full length of the dildo would be filling her cunt. Three of the men began to set up
camera equipment, while the fourth leaned in close to whisper in her ear.

"You are no doubt already aware that this torture will cease only when
your toes touch the floor. It's only fair to tell you that relying on gravity
to end your suffering will take more than 36 hours. You may feel that it
is in your best interests to do what you can to hurry the process along."
That said, the man moved in front of her and seized her nipple in his mouth,
sucking hard on it until she moaned in pain. Releasing it, he quickly applied
a metal clamp to it before the contracted tissue could soften again. He gave
the same treatment to her other nipple, then thrust a dirty rag into her mouth to
silence her screams. The nipple clamps were attatched to more chains hanging
from the ceiling, and then her hands were released and refastened behind her.
Tears came to Ali's eyes as she realized that the further she moved down on the
dildo, the more she would stretch and torment her nipples. Still, she was
determined to end this torture as soon as possible.

To the delight of all the men in the room, Ali began to rock back and
forth on the dildo. Screaming and crying into the gag, she forced herself
downwards as fast as she could. As the dildo penetrated deeper, it exposed
her to more of the itching cream, until her downward progress was made
more by twisting from side to side, screaming as the studs pulled at the
sensitive skin inside her cunt. Several of the men began to whip her with
thin switches to encourage her frenzy. With so much pain from so many
different sources, Ali was slow to recognize the pain in her breasts until it
became great enough to blot out all the rest.

She had moved almost all the way down the dildo, and her toes hovered
less that two inches off the floor. But she was horrified to see that her
breasts had been stretched almost to the point of being unrecognizable.
To see them, it was almost unimaginable that they had once been round,
and the skin was beginning to stretch to the point of tearing. Looking at
the faces around her, Ali realized that she had been tricked. She had no
leverage to be able to move up, and no longer had any slack to be able to
move down. Now that she was trapped, the men began to whip the strained
skin on her breasts, and her inflamed cunt lips. Just as she was thinking
that she would gladly die to end her torture, she saw Master step in front
of her. He pulled the rag out of her mouth, and held up the electic baton
she remembered all too well from previous sessions with him. Ali opened
her mouth to scream, and instead heard herself say
"Oh, thank you, Master."
The electic current he applied to her clit pushed her over the edge into blissful
unconsciousness.

SEVEN

This time, when Ali awoke, there was another woman in the room with her.
The woman was huddled in the corner, staring at her with wide, frightened eyes.
Seeing that Ali was awake, the woman raised her head slightly and spoke.

"They'll never let you go. Never never never never never..." she trailed
off and her eyes glazed over briefly. "They'll use you up, more men than you
can count. And when they get tired of you, you'll be sold".
The woman paused, looking wildly around the room, and pulled herself into an
even tighter ball.
"They don't want me anymore. So I'm going to be sold. They won't tell me
where I'm going..."
The woman turned away, buried her face between her knees and did not speak again.

End?