Melissa Ch4 - Preparing Another Slut

by NiteWriter                                                                                                                      (February 2004)

Melissa betrays Susan, her co-worker and friend, as ordered by Dan. Then Susan finds out what's expected of her and watches the beginning of Melissa's punishment.

Warning - this chapter is the setting for the two that follow. Chapters 4 & 5 involve extreme torture and sadistic treatment of these girls. Don't read further if the nature of this story offends you.
(mmff,bdsm,tort,oral,anal)
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Melissa lives in a very nice high-class neighborhood on the outskirts of town. She and her husband have lived there ever since they were married, enjoying the luxury of owning a three-acre lot. They liked their development with the homes spread out and not built one on top on another. It gave them a bit of privacy.

It was nearly seven-thirty. The sun was going down and it was getting a little dark outside. Melissa was waiting for Dan to walk in at any minute. Susan was there too, as Dan had instructed Melissa to arrange. It wasn't easy convincing her friend to stop by. Susan had planned to go out shopping tonight and Melissa had to beg her to change those plans. Melissa used the pretext that she had some problems she'd like to discuss while her husband was away for a couple weeks.

Susan is much the same type young woman as Melissa. She's another one of those attractive snob bitches with an uppity attitude toward men. She gives you the impression that she's the leader of a men-hating woman's cult the way she parades around downgrading any man that so much as makes a sexist comment to her. Even in her daily work attire she's similar to Melissa, hiding her curvaceous body beneath a daily assortment of business suits and plain unappealing dresses.

When Susan was younger she was a high school cheerleader and quite an attractive brunette to say the least. The football players were constantly drawn to her, and why not? What was not to like about her 125 pound, five-foot five, skimpy uniformed clad body. Her cheerleading outfit did a wonderful job of showing off her beautiful legs and large breasts that always seemed to be straining against the tightly buttoned top. It was a treat seeing Susan dressed that way, since in class she wore strictly a conservative style. She wasn't open-minded about dating either. Any guy making an advance was promptly slapped. Susan would also cuss you out loudly and raise her voice to make sure attention was gained from witnesses.

Susan didn't know Melissa during their high school days. They met at lunch one afternoon in the office and hit it off by sharing their same feministic mindset. So it wasn't surprising that the two became close friends.

Melissa kept glancing at the door, knowing that at any moment Dan would be walking in. She was stalling, as it was, for the past half-hour, offering Susan a cup of coffee and exchanging some idle chat. Susan would certainly ask soon, as to what it was that Melissa wanted. If she only knew that her best friend was setting her up. Melissa could only think of one reason why Dan would want Susan here too. He was going to torture her into being a slut just as he had done with her.

There was a knock at the door. Melissa went to answer it and let Dan in. To her surprise Dan's friend Carl entered too. Melissa looked back at Susan who now had a puzzled look, wondering what was going on.

Melissa introduced both men to Susan as her friends and hoped that being respectful of them would keep her from being punished. She knew Dan wouldn't forget her disobedience for not dressing as he had wished earlier today. Melissa also realized that she was betraying her friend Susan by luring her into this situation. She even wished that perhaps their anger might be directed at her friend instead. Melissa couldn't imagine being tortured again the way she was over the weekend.

Dan sat down next to Susan and Carl seated himself on the chair directly opposite. Susan still had this questioning, "what the hell is going on" look. Dan immediately began explaining.

"I'm sure you're wondering what this is all about. You see your friend Melissa was a naughty girl today. Weren't you?" Dan asked turning his head momentarily to Melissa. Melissa simply looked down at the floor, beginning to feel embarrassed again. Susan was about to hear what had happened today.

"You didn't get to see her, but she's got a whole new attitude at work now," Dan continued. "The only problem is that she didn't listen to one of my requests." Susan was still lacking any clue of what Dan was talking about.

"What do you mean?" Susan asked.

"Tell Susan what you did today." Dan returned his attention back to Melissa.

Melissa hesitated for a moment, being surprised that Dan was now making her tell the story. She timidly began explaining.

"I.... I.... I dressed like a slut today. I wore this real short skirt... and a blouse cut down so...." she sighed,... "so everyone could see my breasts. ... and... and... my boss fucked me."

The expression on Susan's face turned to shock as she gasped out, "WHAT!!!!"

Melissa continued. "And then he.... he... fucked my ass too."

The humiliation in front of her friend was getting to Melissa. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. But she continued telling Susan.

"Then.... he... he...Oh God.., he made me suck his dirty cock."

She paused for a moment once again.

"Then he told me to see Mr. Andrews... and... I had to be his slut too."

Susan was speechless, as she stared at Melissa. After a few seconds she turned to Dan. "I don't understand? What's happened to her?"

Dan answered. "You'll understand very soon. You see Melissa is being punished again tonight. She wasn't supposed to wear a bra and panties today."

Susan's expression changed from shock to complete horror, as she looked back and forth between Dan and Carl and wondered how this involved her. "Why am I here?" she asked in voice with an obvious tone of growing apprehension.

Dan answered, "Because you have that same stuck up attitude that Melissa has, or should I say had. I've heard both of you at lunch so many times it makes me sick. Melissa is now our "fun" girl at the office. She's learning to be a whore. And you're going to be one too; a dirty slut on the fifteenth floor."

Susan quickly stood up, attempting to run out. Carl grabbed her by the arm while Dan pushed her back down. Then Dan raised his hand and slapped her across the face. "Screaming right now would be the worst thing you ever did in your life. I promise you."

Susan, who was always so used to having the upper hand in every situation, now found herself afraid to do anything. While Susan's attention was focused on Dan, Carl moved behind her and quickly stuffed a ball gag in her mouth and strapped it tightly behind her head. Then her hands were restrained behind her back with a pair of leather cuffs. The fright in Susan's eyes, as she became bound and gagged, grew ten-fold. And her best friend Melissa just watched. Before Susan knew what was happening both men picked her up and carried her to the basement.

Dan and Carl were quite surprised at how nice it was in Melissa's finished recreation room downstairs. Once they entered Susan's cuffs were temporarily undone, so she could be restrained with her wrists behind her back and wrapped around the steel support beam in the middle of the room. Then Carl removed the gag from her mouth and ordered,

"Now just watch. Hopefully you'll learn something and know we mean business. It could save you a lot of pain by the end of the night.

"Melissa," Susan cried out. "What's going to happen?"

"I'm sorry Susan, I'm so sorry." Melissa replied feeling guilty for setting her friend up. "I had no choice."

Dan turned to Melissa, "All right, enough of the apologies. Sooner or later someone would have put your bitch friend in her place anyway."

Then Dan ordered Melissa, pointing to her clothes. "Get them off."

Melissa didn't waste any time removing her blouse, skirt and panties and quickly unfastening her bra. Susan was shocked that her friend so willingly and quickly complied with stripping naked for these two men.

Dan resumed his explanation to Susan. "Melissa isn't that stuck up secretary anymore. She's learned to show off that pretty body and let men enjoy it. Isn't that right Melissa?"

"Yes sir," she replied.

"See how quickly she responds. She strips down whenever I ask. Unfortunately, she forgot one thing that she was told to do. Now she has to be punished for it. Pay attention and you might avoid a lot of discomfort for yourself, although I doubt it. For some reason you high classed cunts think you know it all and have to be taught the hard way. You're going to become just like Melissa, a pretty cock-loving secretary interested only in satisfying a man's desire to use a woman like dirty slut. Maybe you'll even learn to enjoy sucking cocks in the office... and fucking your boss... and taking it in the ass."

Susan didn't particularly care for what she was hearing. In fact, she couldn't imagine herself submitting to Dan like she was seeing Melissa do, much less becoming an office slut. But then again she didn't know what Melissa had gone through over the weekend. At the moment, she really had no choice but to sit there and listen.

While Dan was prompting Melissa to undress and tell Susan the story of what she's become, Carl had gone outside to retrieve a couple boxes from the van. He was in the process of emptying them when Dan started explaining how Melissa would pay for her actions today.

Carl handed Dan an unusual looking device. At least it was strange to Susan, having never seen anything like it. It was two cylindrical hard rubber poles that were extremely rigid, almost steel-like. Each one was about two inches thick and three feet long connected by a long bolt on each end. Each bolt had a large turn screw for tightening the poles together. It was another tit press; much the same as the one used on Melissa at the shelter, except that this one was much more compact and lightweight.

Dan didn't waste any time positioning Melissa's breasts within the device and tightening the screws. Dan didn't even bother tying Melissa either or restraining her in anyway. He knew she wouldn't resist for fear of being subjected to much worse. Little did she know that enduring this breast punishment would be mild compared to what was yet to come?

This tit press felt much different to Melissa than the one constructed of wood, which had flattened her breasts at the underground shelter. She remembered how the press mashed her tits. It hurt so much. The rigid poles on this press were pushed up against her chest and as Dan kept screwing the bolts tighter, the hard rubber squeezed the base of her breasts, forcing her mounds to bulge outward. "Wait till you feel how big your tits will become when I tighten this all the way," Dan remarked watching her breasts swell out more and more. "They'll turn purple too, and become really sensitive. Then we'll really have some fun."

"Ahhhhh..., Ahhhhhh,..." Melissa began moaning. The pressure began to increase, as Dan kept tightening the press. By the time Dan finally stopped, Melissa's breasts ached and hurt badly from being compressed in this tit-squeezing device. So much of her flesh was forced outward that it felt as though they would explode right off her chest. Her gorgeous tits, that every man admired so much, were straining within their skin. The flesh was stretched so incredibly taut that her nipples had become rock hard and were sticking out from the center of her bulging mammaries like huge pencil erasers.

Dan walked over to Susan, leaving Melissa with the press firmly mashing her breasts.

"So do you want to know why you're here?" Dan asked knowing that Susan was worried that the same would happen to her. "Because you're one of Melissa's stuck up friends and we're going to turn you into a dirty little whore too. So blame your slut friend for everything we do to you."

"What do you mean 'do to me'?" Susan asked looking at Melissa and then back to Dan.

Susan began to realize that these guys planned on torturing her the same as Melissa. She struggled and started yelling at Dan and Carl, but they paid no attention to her. She cried out to Melissa. "What are they going to do to me? What's going to happen?"

Melissa had a good idea of the torture Susan would certainly endure, but she wasn't about to question Dan or Carl and certainly wasn't going to console Susan whatsoever. She was afraid that the two men might focus more on her. She already knew at some point tonight that she was going to pay for her error in judgment and with much more than the current pain of having her breasts flattened.

"All right, let's see this body she's hiding underneath all those clothes," Dan suggested to Carl.

Susan had a habit of overdressing at the office and anytime she was out of the house. Tonight was no different when she went to visit Melissa. She was wearing a full button-down blouse and a classy looking pants suit. She did look quite attractive with her make-up done perfectly, nails color coordinated between fingers and toes, and her shoulder length brown hair frosted with a few blonde highlights.

Susan was much shorter than Melissa too, at only five foot five. But she had a great figure with a lot of curves, even though all those clothes covered it. Dan was paying particular attention to her full bust that strained her blouse and jacket. He brushed his hand across her chest remarking, "bet you got great tits under there."

Susan screamed at him, "you leave me alone, you hear." Susan didn't like Dan or any man touching her breasts, even if it was through her blouse. Dan glanced at Carl with a smirk on his face. "Looks like it's going to take a lot to break this one. "Whatever it takes," Carl added.

Dan and Carl then moved closer to Susan. She began kicking, as if her fighting would deter them. With her arms cuffed behind her back to the basement support beam, kicking was all she could do. The two guys simply grabbed her jacket on each side and cut it off in pieces with a knife. Her blouse was then ripped right down the front, tearing it to shreds. Each guy then grabbed the waist of her slacks, popped the buttons, and yanked them down her slender legs. Susan had become frantic, as her clothes were rapidly disappearing and there was nothing she could do about it.

Carl raised a knife and inserted it between her breasts and underneath her bra hooks. He pulled forward to cut the thin strap and it fell free. Dan put his hand inside her panties and roughly tore them from her waist. Both men then stood back to admire their work and view for the first time their newest slut-to-be. She was extremely pretty; soft smooth legs, a gorgeous tight ass, but what Dan especially loved was her massive tits that had to be nearly 38D's.

"Please don't.... Please.... Please let me go...." Susan was crying and begging to be let free.

Dan and Carl both began feeling Susan's incredible body. Their hands roamed between her legs to feel her soft skin and then inched their way up to touch her pussy. They squeezed her cute ass, sticking their fingers into her crack and probing at her asshole. When they suggested to Susan, "want a taste," and put their smelly fingers to her lips, she twisted her head away saying, "No!! No!! That's disgusting."

"We got our work cut out for us, Carl." Dan remarked, watching Susan avoid the taste of her own ass on their fingers.

"You really are an uptight cunt, aren't you?" Dan remarked. "I'm sure your friend Melissa wouldn't mind tasting a little ass." Dan motioned for Melissa to join them next to her friend. When Melissa walked over, Susan could see her friend's tits up close and how massive they had become and bulged out from the press.

"What are you doing to her," Susan asked. "Look at her breasts."

"She's being prepared for her punishment. You'll get to see it as soon as we're done with you." Dan pushed his fingers between Susan's legs and into her asscrack again. This time he stuffed a finger into her anal hole all the way. "No,... No,... Stop!" She cried out. Susan squirmed around in discomfort feeling Dan probing her rectum. She had never been violated by anyone like that. Anal sex was totally out of the question for Susan.

"What's the matter honey? Don't you like me playing with your ass?" Dan enjoyed her humiliation and discomfort, as she wiggled her rear end in an attempt to dislodge his finger. "You sure got a tight ass," he remarked.

After some deep fingering Dan pulled out. He turned to Melissa and offered her his dirty smelly finger. Without hesitating she opened her mouth and sucked it to get the taste of her friend's ass. "See that Susan? You'll be just like your friend soon."

"Never!!" Never!!!" Susan insisted. "I could never be like that."

"Really," Dan replied. "I'll bet within the hour you'll beg for it and more. You'll beg to be our slut."

Melissa backed away, knowing what her friend would soon endure. She knew that Dan was right. Susan would be begging and doing so very soon. She knew Dan and Carl would do whatever was necessary to break Susan down and force her to become another one of their whores.
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continued in Melissa Ch5 - Breaking Susan
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