OVERDRAWN: NO HAPPY CAMPERS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 3 ]

Nick looked at Rex and said, “You want to answer her question, asshole, or should I?”

Rex stared dumbfounded back at the man he thought was his friend. So many thoughts ran through his head, ranging from telling Nick just what he really though of him to trying to explain to his 14-year-old daughter that they were going to be slaves for the week. He floundered in his own thoughts, trying to come up with the words.

“I guess that means me,” said Nick. “Your daddy has been really, really bad, baby girl. He owes me a ton of money and has no idea how he’s going to pay it back. In fact, I’ve gotten the idea that he isn’t all that concerned about paying me back. So, I thought up a little incentive to get him motivated. You know what that means, don’t you?”

Nina nodded, not sure she understood. “But, you just had him through Dan in the pool. You can’t do that. That’s against the law,” she firmly stated as if she’d just settled the whole matter.

“I can’t?” asked Nick. His tone mocked her and she knew right then and there that her words had meant nothing to him. In fact, Dan was still standing perilously close to the pool and Nick stepped over to him. He grabbed the young boy’s arms and tipped him over the edge. If he let go now, Dan would fall right back in.

“Don’t, no, please don’t,” screamed the 11-year-old as he looked over his shoulder at the depths of the pool.

Nina blanched at the thought that she had just provoked the man to drop Dan in again. “I mean, you, you… shouldn’t. You don’t have to. Please don’t hurt him.”

“Would you take off your swimsuit to save his life?” asked Nick. “And put your hands on top of your head?” He let go of one of Dan’s arms. The boy screamed again and Nina jumped.

Nina looked around at all the men staring at her. Her dad and brother, Nick, and all the “butlers” would see her naked. She looked at her mom, standing there on full display to everyone. “Yes, if that’s what you want,” she said finally.

Nick let go of the boy’s arm and with a last scream, Dan splashed to the bottom again. He looked at Nina and said, “Don’t move.” He turned to Rex and said, “Your turn. Take everything off, daddy.”

Rex moved as quickly as his wife had, stripping off his shirt, kicking off his shoes, and then pulling down his shorts and underwear as one. He straightened up, placing his hands on his head without being told. He wasn’t very impressive looking, the fear and humiliation had his cock shrunk up so it was almost hidden amongst his pubic hair. Alan dove in again to retrieve Dan and brought him up gasping.

As he caught his breath, Dan didn’t scream this time. “Please, don’t again. Mommy, I’m scared,” he whined.

“Honey, aaaakkk,” said Liz, her hands flying to her throat to try to relieve the pain.

“Hands up, bitch,” said Nick, waving the box menacingly. When her hands were back in place, he said, “You have to learn that the collar won’t come off and you can’t stop the pain once it starts. The only way to stop it is to be a good girl and learn the rules. So, just to make sure you understand the whole idea, I’m going to press the button again. If you move your hands, I’ll keep doing it until you learn, got it?”

Liz nodded. “Aaaaaaa,” she screamed, keeping her hands glued to her head. She was intensely aware of the fact that she was getting the brunt of the pain, but it was her husband that had gotten them into this predicament. Silently she cursed him, but cursed herself as well for provoking her tormentor into punishing her repeatedly.

“Now, precious, it’s your turn,” said Nick as he turned back to Nina.

The 14-year-old saw the man next to her move. The man that she thought was going to be her butler, Paul, was in fact, her trainer. He had a collar in his hand that he placed on the young girl’s throat. Nina saw the same dog collar that her parents were wearing and knew how it was being used on them. “Oh, God, no,” she said. Her hands moved up to grasp Paul’s hands and her eyes pleaded with him to stop. But, another set of hands grabbed her hands and pulled them back behind her. In seconds Christopher cuffed Nina’s hands behind her back while Paul completed the job of collaring her and locking the collar in place.

With the girl collared, Paul made sure that everyone knew he had the remote control that would send shocks of pain into Nina’s throat. He relished the thought of what he would get to do with the girl for the week, but for now he knew that Nick wanted to take the first steps with her. The boss walked up to Nina who stood shivering, waiting for the man who had always been so nice to her, waiting for him to abuse her.

With a flick of his wrist, Nick produced a slender knife and passed in front of the frightened girl. She was too scared to move and even if she hadn’t been, there was no place to run, no place to hide. He put the knife between her small breasts and cut through the nylon of her regulation swimsuit, down between her breasts all the way to her navel. He stepped back to admire his work, a narrow V of skin showing from top to bottom. Nick walked behind her, using his hands to keep her from turning with him. Her eyes pleaded with her parents as the knife slipped down her back, parting the thin fabric of the suit from between her shoulder blades to the top of her well rounded ass. He made another cut under her right arm, slicing the material all the way to her hip, leaving just a half inch of material so the suit didn’t fall off yet. She didn’t dare move for fear that the knife might slip and cut her. A final cut went down her left side from her underarm to her left hip. The miracle of nylon kept the suit in place enough to cover her small tits, but not for much longer.

Nick was behind her again. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Mommy and daddy can’t protect you now, baby girl. Snip, snip with my knife and everybody’s going to see your cute little tits. What do you say to that?”

She felt all the eyes on her as her mind imagined the last bit of her suit falling away. Aside from other girls in the locker room, no one had seen her tits. And in the locker room, no one paid any attention to each other’s bodies. They showered and dressed and then they left. Here everyone was looking at her. She couldn’t see Nick’s face to see that no amount of pleading would make a difference. He put the knife under the strap on her right shoulder. “Don’t, please,” she begged.

Snip said the knife as it cut through the strap. The right side of the suit fell and she blushed bright red at the smiles that lit up the men’s faces. Her hands were bound and she couldn’t move to cover herself. She felt even more uncomfortable when she noticed Tanya staring, and then the woman licked her lips.

“Nice tits,” said Paul softly. He was in his mid-twenties. A handsome man with a physique that made women drool, he could have nearly any woman he wanted. Today he would have this little girl. He smiled at the sight of her blush. His comment had made her blush even deeper.

“Oh, God,” breathed Nina softly as she felt the knife part the strap on her left shoulder. The suit fell completely down, exposed her tits and tummy, barely catching at her slender hips. “Please…” she started to say before realizing that words would do nothing to stop the slow process of stripping her. A quick cut at her left hip and then her right hip finished the suit and the remaining shreds fell to the ground. Her breasts were the size of oranges, small and perky, capped with nipples the size of quarters. To her further embarrassment, the evaporation of water from her suit had chilled her nipples and they stood out hard. Her pussy was lightly covered with curly hair that framed, but didn’t hide the slit between her legs.

“Lovely, Nina,” said Nick. “I think all the men want to fuck you right now. Would you let them?”

“No, no way,” she protested. “I haven’t ever… I don’t want … no.” This man had thrown her brother into the pool to drown. She knew that rape would be nothing to him. She found his eyes and argued with them. Her blue eyes pleading with his hard steely grey eyes came up short. And, she started to cry. “You’re going to anyway, aren’t you?”

“Yes, baby girl,” said Nick. “Every one of them is going to. But first…” He stepped back and Nina didn’t see the motion he made to Paul.

Nina watched his retreat and said, “What…?” She felt the sudden sharp pain of the electric charge as it shot from the collar into her neck. “Aaaaaaa, eeeee,” she screamed. “Oh, God, mommy, daddy, please, make … aaaaaa, eeeee, aaak.” She hopped up and down in pain with every eye watching those tender young tits bounce freely. “Please, d…oooooooo, aaaaa.” She finally looked at her new master, Paul.

“Shut up, you stuck up bitch,” said Paul. “Shut up or I’ll shock you until you do.” He showed her the remote control to emphasize his point. I’m in control, his motion said. Her mouth snapped shut and she stared at him in disbelief. Nude, bound, and in pain, the word bitch rang in her ears. She abruptly knew what was in store for her for the week.

With Nina silent, Nick moved to the next oldest girl. The 11-year-old Diana was every bit as scared as her sister, but not as plucky. She’d watched her mother, father, and sister get naked quickly and had no doubt what was in store for her. Worse, she was embarrassed at the thought of being naked, but also embarrassed at the fact that her mother and sister at least had some tits and pussy hair to show.

Nick still had the knife in his hand as he approach the trembling preteen. “You want to go the way your sister did or do it yourself?” He asked her.

She stared at him mutely and then extended her hand to take the knife from him. Nick laughed at her misunderstanding. “No, no, baby girl, not cut it off yourself, just strip the suit off and show us that cute little body of yours.”

Her hands went to the straps of her suit, but Nick stopped her. “Hang on,” he looked at Rex and said, “Jeez, your little girl is so eager to get naked for us.” He glanced back at Diana and was not disappointed as she blushed bright red. “First, Christopher has a present for you.” Indeed, Christopher, as her new owner, had her collar and put it around her neck as she held still for him.

“You won’t have to use it,” she said, so afraid of the pain that she would do nearly anything to avoid it. “Aaaaaeeeee,” she screamed as Christopher showed her just how wrong she was.

“First rule, honey, is don’t say anything unless somebody asks you a question, got it?”

Her mind focused on just how unfair this was. She’d come for a grand vacation and everything was spoiled. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want him to make her hurt. “Aaaaaa,” she screamed, looking at him in shock and surprise.

“On the other hand, if I do ask a question, you answer it, got it?”

“Y-yes, um, yes, sir,” she said.

“My name is Master Christopher to you,” he said.

She stared suspiciously at him for half a second before she replied, “Yes, Master Christopher.” It wasn’t a question, but it seemed he had wanted an answer. She chose right and breathed a sigh of relief when no pain followed her words.

Nick cut back in. “See that diving board, baby girl?” She nodded. “Go out on the very end of it where we can all see you real good and then take off your bathing suit.”

Diana stood and stared at the diving board and its complete exposure to everyone. She shook her head in disbelief. Nothing could have been more mortifying to her. A tear rolled down her cheek as she shuffled to the board. She walked out to the very end of it, aware that every eye was on her.

“Don’t fall in the water,” called out Nick. “Once that collar gets wet, it hurts even worse.”

The 11-year-old paused and looked at the group that stared at her. Utterly mortified, her intuition told her there was more to this than the small group that she could see. She could feel her nipples harden from the mixture of the damp suit, cool air, and humiliation. With her mind’s eye she could see others watching, readers downloading her on a web site, and her moment of shame shared for eternity for everyone to read about over and over. It was too much for her and she froze.

Seeing the girl pause, Christopher reminded her that she had no choice as he pressed the button for her collar. “Aaaaa,” she screamed, her hands clutching at the leather around her neck. She teetered on the board and then fell off the side into the water. Now panicky, the normally powerful swimmer flailed in the water, struggling to keep her head up and somehow keep the collar dry. It was too late for that and another press of the button by her master and she knew just what Nick had meant about a wet collar hurting worse. “Aaaeee,” she screamed briefly before slipping under the surface.

“Oh, damn, I would prefer that she didn’t drown,” said Nick. His words chilled the two parents more than anything they’d heard so far. He said it like it would be an inconvenience, not a tragedy if she were to die in the pool. “Alan, would you mind, you’re already wet, would you pull the stupid bitch out?”

With a shrug, the big man dove into the pool yet again and pulled out the witless 11-year-old. As Adan brought her to the side, Christopher pulled Diana out. “Plan B,” said Nick and Christopher nodded. He pushed Diana to the cement, face down. With a knee in her back, he pulled her arms behind her and, like an expert steer roper, looped a rope around her elbows. He pulled the rope tight with her elbows together and used the rest of the rope to tie her wrists as well. Rex got the feeling that they had done this before and watched helplessly as Plan B unfolded.

Christopher took a second, longer rope and ran the center of the rope across Diana’s upper back. He pulled the long ends of the rope under her arms, gathered the ends together in front of her, and lifted the girl off the ground like she weighed nothing at all. He held the ends of the rope bunched together just over her head, using them as handle with one hand while, in one motion, he pressed Diana’s back up against the 6’ chain link fence that surrounded the pool and tossed the ends of the rope over the fence. Tanya was already waiting on the other side of the fence to catch the ropes. She pulled them tight and tied them off, leaving the 11-year-old girl suspended a foot off the ground.

Not finished, Christopher made use of a couple other short pieces of rope to tied Diana’s feet to the chain link fence. He spread her legs wide and tied her feet about 4 feet apart. As he did that, Tanya pulled the girl’s shoulder length hair through the fence, pulling her head back so she couldn’t even see her tormentors anymore. Diana was already a picture of erotica in the tight suit. With her hands and elbows tied behind her, her chest, tummy, and pussy were pushed out. Her spread legs accentuated the view of her cunt as the material of her suit slipped into the hairless slit.

Dan’s eyes bugged out at the view of his sister. She was still wearing her suit and he could see everything. He’d tried to get his twin to play doctor on a couple of occasions, but she had been totally uninterested. Though his mom and older sister were already nude, his little cock twitched at the thought of Diana being stripped. He didn’t have any longer to wait.

Nick used the knife to part the blue nylon right down Diana’s chest. He didn’t tease the 11-year-old has he had Nina, but instead drew the knife all the way down, then veered slightly to the right and all the way to the leg hole of the suit. He ran his hand under the nylon that did little to cover the bare pussy, copping a feel of the smooth skin before pulling the material away from her body and slicing through the crotch completely. With two final, quick cuts, he sliced through the shoulder straps and pulled away the shreds that used to hide the virgin body. “Nice little titties,” said Nick as Diana screamed in humiliation and terror.

If was good for the 11-year-old that her head had been pulled severely back. Embarrassed as she was, it would have been worse if she could have seen the way she was thrusting her tiny young body out at everyone, the way her legs spread to show the details of her virgin cunt, the way her arched back made her tiny titties melt into her body leaving her with just hard nipples and nothing else, and the way her heaving, panting chest only made her look more sexy and more vulnerable than ever.

All eyes turned toward little Heather, who by now knew exactly which web site her story was on.

Coming Up

Liz says, “I never thought about doing that to my tits.” Heather says, “You want me to do what?” Dan’s eyes bug out at his own unexpected predicament. Nina learns to count all over again.