SIBLING SUMMER CAMP

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 7 ]

Gail had lost track of time and didn’t realize that the party had marked the halfway point. Her third week was starting and with it came a change in routine. The first week had been devoted to learning her place as a slave. The second week had been all about pleasing a man, or at least her little brother. The third week would take her deeper into the world of submission, pain, and pleasure.

When the hole in her door opened that morning, Gail heard something clatter onto the floor. The sudden light hurt her eyes as usual, so he had a hard time making out a shoe on the floor. As her eyes adjusted quickly, she saw the other shoe. She gathered them up, but didn’t put them on. That was a lesson that she’d learned the first time.

About a minute later, the overhead light snapped on and Toby stuck his face in the hole. He stared at her for a moment as she stood holding the shoes. His eyes ran up and down her nude form. “Well done, bitch,” he said finally. “You may now put them on.”

Gail knew she’d passed an important test as she slipped on the high heel shoes. The heels were 4 inches high. Over the past two weeks, she’d been in several situations that put her on her toes. She’d been tied and forced to stand on tiptoe for long periods of time. So, though she wasn’t used to wearing heels like this, it was no effort for her to be perched on the balls of her feet like she was now. The only problem was she felt a little wobbly teetering on the slender heels.

From outside she heard a scream. Toby’s head disappeared and then reappeared. “Kim put her shoes on without being told to,” he said by way of explanation. He looked away again and Gail imagined he was watching the little girl get her punishment.

There was a moment of silence and then Toby said, “Head out.” Gail complied by sticking her head out the hole in her door. She knew the routine now. The collar went on and then the door opened. She wobbled out into the hall bent at the waist and perched on her high heels. With the door open, she could see Kim teeter out as well. She’d been given permission to wear the shoes, but her ass was red and her steps were strained.

Toby was nowhere in sight, which meant he was up to something behind her. Gail could only wait placidly, trying to calm her inner nervousness. She didn’t like the silence and the fear of the unknown.

The individual preferences of the masters was starting to show itself in the training of the slaves. Gail could not see Toby because he was behind her. Likewise she couldn’t see Kim’s master because he was in front of Kim. From the motion of the 11-year-old, Gail figured that she was blowing her master. Then, she caught Toby’s figure as he stepped around in front of her. He was wearing leather shorts and nothing else. She thought he looked so handsome showing off his tanned body like that, but she was surprised to realize she wished he was nude. In his hand he carried a wide leather paddle that looked like an oversized ping pong paddle with holes drilled in it.

Gail’s eyes opened wide at the sight of the paddle. She’d been good. He better not use that on her. She wanted to express how unfair she thought it was just for him to be holding the paddle after she’d been so good. But, she knew better than to speak.

“My pretty slave,” said Toby. “Now that you have shoes, I want you to wear them all the time. You don’t have to ask. In fact, you will be punished if I catch you without them. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master Toby,” said Gail.

“I was admiring just how pretty your legs and ass look with the shoes on. They really make your legs look longer.” He chuckled. “I think I’ll need a stool to fuck you from behind.”

“Yes, Master Toby,” said Gail.

“There’s something else that you need to understand,” said Toby. “Even good girls get spanked sometimes.”

Gail watched Toby disappear around the door and out of sight. Even good girls get spanked sometimes! The words rang in her head. She felt Toby pulled her arms up behind her back and tie them together. She was totally exposed, waiting for a spanking that she didn’t deserve. She thought about how unfair it was, but knew she was just a slave.

Toby had selected the paddle because it would cover his sister’s entire ass. The narrow paddle he’d used before looked like it might bruise Gail and he didn’t want to do that. This one spread out the force more and while Gail might not appreciate it, it would do less damage. He pulled back and swung as hard as he could. Slap! The paddle made a satisfying noise as it made contact.

“Owwww, ooooo,” squealed Gail, making an even more satisfying noise. It seemed that all at once her entire ass was on fire. She heard her little brother say, “Cool,” which totally did not describe her impression of the event. A wash of fear swept over her as she thought about the control that Toby had right now.

There was a pause as Toby let the anticipation build again. He watched Gail twitch, as if trying to avoid the next blow. Then he swung again. Smack! He watched her jump, her ass jiggling as she settled back down with a cry of pain. He delivered three more blows, his young cock throbbing with each smack and squeal. In just that short time, Gail was panting with exertion from the physical strain of the position and the emotional strain of submitting.

Gail saw her brother reappear. He was still carrying the paddle. “Say thank you,” said Toby.

“What?” said the surprised slave. Spanked for no good reason and now he was expecting to be thanked? Immediately she regretted the outburst as she saw a sinister smile come across Toby’s face. “No, please, Toby,” she said in desperation. But he was already out of sight behind the door again.

Gail squirmed and pulled against the door as best she could, but was of course trapped as soundly as ever. Smack! She squealed in pain from the renewed spanking. The slave suffered through another round of five swats before Toby reappeared in her vision.

“Th… th… th-hank, y… you,” sobbed Gail.

“That’s a good girl,” said Toby. “Oops, did I say good girl? And what do good girls get?”

Gail watched in disbelief as her brother disappeared behind the door again. Damn him. He was enjoying himself at her expense. From behind the door, Toby relished the sight of his big sister squirming to free herself. She was as mad as he’d ever seen her. But, at the same time she was completely at his mercy. Before this camp, she’d been yelling at him and making him feel small. But after just two weeks, she was silently struggling, angry, but too submissive to even speak.

Gail waited for the next blow, but felt his hand run between her legs. She hadn’t realized it, but with his touch she did now – her pussy was wet. There was a distinct tingle in her tummy and her clit. But she was more mad than excited. She wanted him to get his hands off her. She jerked her hips away from Toby’s presence. She couldn’t move much, but she could give him the idea that she wasn’t cooperating. In the battle of control, she was the loser. Toby put his finger up Gail’s pussy and wiggled it around. Then he took his hand away and counted to 100 slowly.

Gail started to sob in frustration. She wanted to rebel, but anything she did now would just earn her more punishment. Even that word galled her. She hadn’t earned any punishment, but now because of the unjust punishment, she was earning it. That was so backwards.

Smack! Gail squealed again as the swat brought her back to the moment. Again she endured five swats because she could do nothing else. Toby appeared in her vision. “Thank you, Master Toby,” she said through clenched teeth.

Toby was nude this time. He put his hard cock to her face and Gail sucked him in, quickly getting him off and swallowing his cum. As she finished, Gail realized for the first time that she and Toby were alone. The others had gone to breakfast, but Toby had taken his time tormenting his sister before getting his reward. Finally, Toby freed her from the door, put a collar and leash on her, and led her down to breakfast.

Breakfast was a meager bowl of watery cereal. It tasted funny, like something had been added to it that she didn’t want to know about. Still, Gail ate each spoonful that Toby put in her mouth. She heard Julia and Sonya each ask what was in the gruel, but the answers weren’t clear. She thought one master said, “You don’t want to know,” while the other said something like, “You’ll eat it anyway.”

With that ordeal over, the eight girls were taken out to the courtyard where they faced a new array of toys. They had gotten used to seeing changes in the layout of the courtyard that happened while they were locked in their cells. Now there were eight identical stations. When she was led up to one of the stations, Gail eyed it more closely. The first thing that caught her attention was the stocks. Looming over the rest of the contraption was a board with three holes in it. Gail had seen pictures of the medieval restraint system before, but hadn’t imagined she’d ever be staring at one, knowing that she would soon be in it. The center hole was larger, for her neck and a hole on each side was for her wrist. The stocks were canted at 45 degrees.

Below the stocks was a parallel set of boards. The boards, each about four inches wide, were three feet high and about 18 inches apart. They topped a metal framework that looked sturdy and Gail assumed something would be resting on top of the boards. Nervously, Gail waited for instructions, but she could easily imagine what was going to happen. She’d be led between the boards, fixed into the stocks, and left standing. What she couldn’t figure out was what would be placed behind her on the boards.

Toby led her forward just as she imagined it. She wanted to argue with him. The idea of being in the stocks was too frightening. She didn’t want to lose control yet again. But, she also didn’t dare speak, so she stood docilely, waiting for him to take her control away. To her surprise, first he tied her hands behind her back. Around her she noticed the more defiant slaves were being maneuvered into the stocks by the men and their master. Julia was wrestled into position, including having her head and hands sticking through the stocks. Gail let Toby put her head through the center hole and then felt the upper board of the stocks slide into place, locking her in.

What happened next surprised Gail even more than having her hands tied. She looked over at Julia and saw the counselors lift her body up and set her down kneeling on the two boards. Gail knew instantly that she would soon be in the same predicament and was aghast at how vulnerable that that position looked. Julia’s legs were spread wide and her ass was sticking up in the air. The 14-year-old’s full tits hung down. Every part of her body looked more exposed and more vulnerable than ever.

Seconds later, Gail felt herself being lifted into position. Kneeling on the boards, her ankles and calves were strapped down so she couldn’t move. Then the sight of the other girls was gone as Toby stepped in front of her and she had even more concerns. Her little brother had handful of leather straps in his hand. He pushed a ball into her mouth and proceeded to strap a harness onto her face. The straps ran from the ball up over her nose and between her eyes, down the back of her head. Another set of straps ran from the ball across her cheeks and behind her head. They all met in back where Toby fastened them and pulled them tight. She was thoroughly gagged.

As Toby stepped away, Gail could see the other girls were gagged in various fashions. Julia and Sonya were making indignant noises of protest, but nothing intelligible was coming out. The only difference Gail could see in the way the slaves were bound was whether their hands were tied back or stuck through the holes and the kind of gag they were sporting.

As Toby’s hands touched her, Gail jumped and moaned in surprise. He pulled off her shoes and then his hands ran lightly over her bare feet. She squirmed as he tickled her. Laughter burst out against the gag, stifling the unmistakable sound. Oh God! she thought as his hands took that slight liberty with her. She couldn’t defend herself as peals of laughter began to leave her breathless. He kept it up, delighting in torturing his big sister, no doubt recalling the times she’d pinned him down and tickled him. Soon Gail found herself breathing heavily through her nose, begging him to stop with strained grunts. She couldn’t make him stop. She couldn’t even see him and that made it seem worse.

When Toby finally stopped, she felt his hands on her tits. He cupped them, squeezed them, and pulled on her nipples. She wondered if she looked anything like Julia or… she looked farther down the line to see Patty and gasped. The two older girls’ tits were hanging down like ripe melons. But, Patty had leather straps around the base of hers, making them swollen and discolored. Gail squirmed under the attentions of her master, but was unable to do anything to stop him from fondling her tits.

The 13-year-old couldn’t tell how much time passed as her little brother touched every inch of her exposed body. The whole time she couldn’t see him. It was like being disembodied. She could watch the other girls getting touched, but not herself. The wooden stocks effectively separated her head from her body.

Then Toby started spanking her. She could tell it was a riding crop from the sting that it left on her ass and thighs. He used it on her tits until she was screaming into her gag. Then Toby came into view for the first time since he’d gagged her. An hour had passed, but it could have been more or less; she didn’t know.

Toby removed the gag and left it out for a few minutes. When he came back, he had a different gag. This one was shaped like a cock. He pushed it between her lips and three inches into her mouth. The harness on this one was less complicated. Her master had only to tie the cord behind her head and it was secure for him. “Suck it,” he said to her and she did.

Gail was surprised when Toby didn’t walk behind her. Instead, he walked behind the row of girls opposite her and stopped behind the 15-year-old Patty. Hands touched Gail and she had no idea who it was this time. She could see the same look of concern and confusion on the face of every girl as unknown hands roamed her body. The helpless girl watched in disgust as one of the counselors stepped up behind Irene and sank his cock into the 12-year-old’s pussy. Gail felt pity for the poor girl, who suddenly started whining in desperation at the violation of her exposed cunt. But, then she knew it was only a matter of time before the same thing happened to her.

When a cock did slide into her pussy, Gail knew it wasn’t one of the counselors. She imagined it was Hank or Jake, one of the younger masters, based on the size of the cock. Whoever it was finished quickly as she felt him spasm, heard him grunt in satisfaction, and then felt her cunt go wet from his cum.

For a few moments, Gail was left alone. She looked over at Toby and saw him fucking Patty. The girl’s swollen tits swung back and forth in time to Toby’s thrusts. Irene was getting her second fuck of the day, this time from Brad. For the first time, Gail started to notice the ache that was settling into her body from being in the same position for so long. She tried to stretch, doing isometric pushes against her restraints and got some relief.

Just as she was beginning to think that being ignored was worse than being tormented, hands touched her again and began to prove the value of being ignored. The hands ran up her sensitive sides and under her arms, sending bursts of laughter against her gag. She squirmed futilely as the hands tickled her up and down her sides until she was again panting from exertion. Then there was more spanking. She couldn’t decide which was worse, the tickling or the spanking.

Hank appeared in her face, confirming who had been abusing her for the last hour. He removed her gag and let her work her jaw for a few minutes. Then, he placed a ring gag in her mouth, leaving her mouth wide open, and tied it behind her head. Finished with that, Hank left her and new hands were on her body. The hands were rough with her and she looked around to confirm that she couldn’t see Brad.

A big cock pressed into her cunt and started fucking her. It was an experienced cock that took its time with her. A tingle started in her clit, a tingle that had been denied her when Hank had fucked her too quickly. She moaned into her gag as passion took hold. It was then that she noticed Brad’s hands were still on her, grabbing her tits from the side. It wasn’t Brad that was fucking her. She knew it had to be one of the counselors. She was being taken by one of the men. The words of Mr. Watkins ran through her head as he’d said how much he liked teenage pussy. It was a sentiment echoed by all the adult males. One of them now was appreciating her 13-year-old pussy.

Gail was surprised by the wave of lust that swept over her as she thought about an older man raping her. She thrust her hips back against him, though she could move only a little. She wanted him deep and hard. Each thrust brought another grunt of pleasure from her as she approached an orgasm. The slave didn’t notice all the heads turn her direction as she squealed in pleasure into the gag. Her whole body was on fire as she came and came.

When the big cock slipped from her cunt, it was replaced almost immediately by Brad’s. She continued to hump herself back against the cock, cumming again as the boy’s cock filled her. Then there was the absence of attention again. This time Gail realized that her rapist was resting from his recent orgasm. Minutes ticked by as she stayed in position, waiting for something to happen again. There was nothing else she could do.

She got her first sight of Brad as he appeared in front of her. She’d figured out the routine and at first she thought her gag was going to be changed out and then another boy would use her. But, instead, Brad put a stool down in front of her and stepped up on it. The stool put his cock at just the right height for her mouth. With the ring gag holding her mouth open, there was nothing the girl could do but let his soft cock slide between her teeth and over her tongue. She knew the taste of his and her cum on the cock as it lay in her mouth. It slowly hardened until Brad was able to pump it in and out a few times, fucking her helpless mouth.

During the past week, Gail had learned that the boys lacked the stamina to cum repeatedly, so she wasn’t surprised when Brad pulled out and walked behind her again. There was more fondling, tickling, and spanking.

Gail felt her stomach rumble with hunger and wondered how long it had been since breakfast. Though the change out of masters was occurring every hour, she didn’t know that. Her only time reference was that they hadn’t had lunch yet, so while it seemed like she’d been there all day, it hadn’t been even half a day.

Brad swapped out her gag again, this time fitting her with an odd spring loaded metal gag that pried her mouth open more than the ring gag had. If she tried real hard, she could squeeze it to a smaller opening, but her jaw quickly tired and she was left with her mouth very wide open.

Yet another set of hands were on her and then another. Four hands fondled her tits, her cunt, and her ass for a few minutes before another adult cock filled her pussy. The cock felt wonderful and she knew she was going to cum. It was then that AJ stepped in front of her and onto the box that Brad had left there. Her eyes opened wide as AJ’s cock slid to the hilt in her unprotected mouth. His warm, salty cock filled her mouth and went down into her throat. She felt his balls banging against her chin and his pubic hair tickled her nose. She was being taken at both ends at the same time!

The thought was more erotic that just being raped. She was being raped twice at once. Her tits ached with desire. She wanted a third man there, squeezing her tits, making her nipples hard. But all she had was the two. The fire exploded in her cunt and she started moaning and whining against the cock in her throat. From the look on AJ’s face, he was really enjoying the feel of her vocalizations against his cock.

Both the unseen counselor and AJ were on their fourth orgasm of the day. It took several minutes of fucking the 13-year-old’s cunt and mouth before they came. The whole time, Gail was in heaven from the stimulation to her sensitive cunt. She came multiple times before the man filled her pussy with his cream. For another couple of minutes, there was only a cock in her mouth as AJ continued to pound down her throat. Then he filled her mouth with cream and disappeared.

Poor Gail endured the remainder of the hour with more torment once AJ had recovered. Then her gag was removed and she was given a bottle of water. It was Toby that poured sips of water into her mouth until the entire bottle was done. Then he gagged her again. This time it was a bit gag that fit tightly between her teeth and stretched her cheeks back cruelly.

Four of the girls were removed from the stocks. Everyone else disappeared, leaving Gail, Kim, Julia, and Winona still trapped, gagged, and alone. Lunch, thought Gail, they’ve gone to lunch. After everything else, they weren’t going to let her have lunch. Her body ached from being in the same position for four hours. Her ass, thighs, calves, back, and tits felt like they’d been beaten raw. She’d been fucked several times and sucked cock, too. Now they’d just gone away and left her and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it. A tear of frustration ran down her cheek.

Across from Gail, Julia tried to talk through her gag, but Gail couldn’t make out the words. Besides, Gail knew that talking was forbidden. For all she knew, the courtyard was bugged and they’d be punished for talking. Winona let loose a stream of pee. It squirted down between the boards and onto the ground. With that Gail realized that she needed to pee, too. But again she knew that she wasn’t allowed even that simple luxury, so she held it. Somehow the boys would know.

The boys returned half an hour later. Gail felt a tongue run up her cunt and saw the other girls get the same treatment. By process of elimination, Gail figured it was Elizabeth that was licking her cunt. Behind Winona, Irene did the same and wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Ewww,” said the 12-year-old. “She peed.”

Though Winona was gagged, Gail thought she clearly heard the 13-year-old say, “You bitch.” Seconds later, Winona let out the first of many screams as each of the boys and the men gave her one very hard swat across her exposed ass.

Then, the three girls who had not peed were freed from their stocks and given a backroom break. Only Winona remained in the same cramped position as the rest got a few minutes to stretch and relieve more than their bladders.

The girls’ freedom didn’t last much longer. When Gail came back from the bathroom, she saw the four girls who’d had a break during lunch were already back in the stocks. Her heart sank as she realized she was probably going back in the stocks, too. But, she didn’t put up a fight as 11-year-old Jake lined her up and expertly trapped her in the stocks. This time her hands were sticking through the holes, the only difference from her position for the first four hours. The bit gag was still in place and she felt herself being lifted back up onto the beams behind her.

The young slave had been watching gags make their way from one slave to another. As far as comfort went, she figured the ball gag was the best and the bit gag was next. After that, things went downhill pretty quick.. There was one in particular that she wasn’t looking forward to, but for now, she didn’t have to suffer through that.

A couple of things changed after the boys had lunch. They got more vocal for one thing. Now as Jake’s hands tickled and tormented her, he said things like, “Squeal for me, bitch,” as he tickled her sensitive feet, “How does my pretty pet like her gag,” as he admired the way it stretched her mouth wide, or “I love hard nipples on a slave,” as he teased them to bullets. It wasn’t just Jake, but all the boys were now verbally abusing their chosen slave as well as physically abusing her.

Then, Gail felt a sudden rush of fear as Jake showed her a pinch clothespin in each hand. She grunted and whined in desperation into her gag at the thought of what he could do with those. “One for each hard little nipple,” said Jake, making them snap open and closed menacingly. He spent a minute teasing her left nipple back to hardness, savoring the look of fear in Gail’s eyes as she anticipated the pain. Then, Gail felt the clothespin crush her tender nipple. He repeated the action on her right nipple, teasing it for a minute before clamping the pin tightly.

All the girls were getting the same treatment and now Jake had a bit of elastic cord in his hand. She felt him tug on a clothespin and then the other. Then, he pulled on the clothespins, stretching her nipples down painfully. Even after he stepped away, her nipples remained stretched. She could see the other slaves in the same predicament. The elastic cord was tied to a crossbar under the stocks. Across from her, she eyed Julia’s nipples, knowing that hers resembled the tortured vision she was staring at. Julia’s nipples were over an inch long, stretched and swollen.

Worse, Gail realized that the strain on her poor nipples was affecting her entire body. She no longer had the freedom of movement to raise and lower her body the few inches she could before. That movement had helped her keep the ache from growing in her body. Now she was pressing down as far as she could to ease the pull on her nipples. Any movement upward felt like it would rip her tender nipples right off.

A moan of pain escaped Gail’s lips just as Jake stepped back in front of her with yet another torment. He held a pair of hooks in his hand, dangling them for Gail to see. “Guess where these go,” he taunted her. The 13-year-old couldn’t imagine what more the boy could do to her. Another moan of pain mixed with frustration slipped out. Jake’s hand moved forward, brushing the hooks across her mouth and then her cheek. The hooks caught in her nostrils and she tried to shake them loose to no avail. She couldn’t move her head enough so she waited for Jake to move them out of her nose. But, then she realized that he wasn’t moving them. Instead, he was pulling the string attached to the hooks up over her head. The hooks were firmly lodged in her nose, turning her nose up uncomfortably.

No way, thought the helpless girl as the hooks tugged at her nose. Jake’s hands move away, but the string and the hooks stayed in place. He smirked at her, a maddening look that made Gail want to scream. But, there was nothing she could do. “Damn that looks like it really hurts,” said Jake. “Sure as hell makes you look funny,” he added. Then, he stepped away, giving Gail the first chance to see what she looked like as she gawked at Julia.

The 14-year-old Julia had her nose pulled up, too. Gail thought the other girl’s nose looked like a pig’s nose now. Gail started to cry in frustration at what the boys were doing to them. She was in pain and now they were making her look hideous. To make matters worse, Jake started to laugh and then walked out of sight. Seconds later, she felt his cock enter her.

Gail found it quite painful to be fucked in the position she was. Her body rocked back and forth slightly as Jake pounded into her cunt. That motion pulled on her sore nipples. That created a chain reaction through her body as she tried to stay rigid. Protecting her nipples made the rest of her body ache. She felt the boy cum inside her, leaving her unsatisfied and still in pain.

After a few minutes of ignoring her, Jake appeared again and removed the nose hook. Then, he removed the nipple clips and Gail took advantage of the freedom for a relatively luxurious stretch. Jake finished by removing the bit gag.

Al used and abused Gail next. He came with the gag that Gail most hated. It was clear plastic that went inside her lips, but outside her teeth. When the elastic cord was stretched and tied behind her, it pulled her lips back. It was not only uncomfortable, but Gail knew that she was once again hideous with her lips spread and her clenched teeth visible. After Al, it was George, and finally Simon ended Gail’s day of torment, torture, and teasing.

After a meager dinner, Gail was left alone in her room. The day’s activities had been exhausting and confusing for the girl. She hadn’t done anything to deserve punishment, but the whole day had been one long, excruciating session of pain, humiliation, and sex. The boys had been more cruel in one day than in all the rest combined. Yet, part of her confusion came from the fact that she’d cum many times. How could she possibly have enjoyed being on display and abused in stocks all day long? What did tomorrow have in store for her?