OVERDRAWN - FUN FOR THE GIRLS [ part 9 ] “Hey, buddy,” said Rick as he walked in to the room. Rex no longer thought of Rick’s use of the name ‘buddy’ as endearing. At the moment he was stretched quite painfully and he knew he wasn’t Rick’s buddy anymore. His hands were tied to a hook in the ceiling and his ankles were tied to hooks in the wall behind him. Katrina had recently tied a rope to his balls and was slowly pulling it through a hook in the wall in front of him. His arms and legs were pulling one way while his cock and balls were going another. To add insult to injury, Katrina had teased him to hardness just before the bondage had started. He sported a fully engorged cock held in perpetual hardness by the cock ring firmly seated at the base of his cock. A 2-inch wide band of chrome pulled his balls painfully down from his cock. Despite the probably of further retribution, Rex might have cursed his former friend had he not had a wide band of tape across his mouth. Now all he could do was plead with his eyes to the smiling Katrina as she tugged another inch of rope through the hook. She looked at Rick and said, “Ready for him?” “Yeah,” nodded Rick. “Time for him to have some fun. Nina is waiting.” Rex exhaled heavily through his nose as the pressure eased on his cock. He backed up and let his tortured muscles relax. Though the pain was eased, he didn’t like the sound of Rick’s words. Nina was waiting… for him to have some fun. Katrina untied Rex’s arms and ankles and led him on a leash to Nina’s room. During the short walk he tried unsuccessfully to will his cock to softness. He wasn’t particularly pleased at the idea of meeting his 14-year-old daughter with a raging hard on. Yet, that choice wasn’t up to him. As he stepped through the door, he realized he needn’t worry about the look of his cock. Nina was blindfolded. The girl was not tied at the moment. Blindfolded, she knew she wasn’t alone and was standing still with her arms at her sides, following Paul’s last command and too frightened to move. She wore the bikini that she’d brought along for sunning. It covered precious little of her body and Rex knew that she wore it only as long as it amused Rick and Paul. The one odd thing that Rex noticed was the addition of a second collar on his daughter. She, like the others, still wore the shock collar that had tamed each of them into submission. But now she wore a narrow metal band as well. What was odd about it was there was a wad of cloth between her neck and the collar on her right side. The result was the collar dug uncomfortably into the left side of her neck. With the arrival of Rex, Rick, and Katrina, there were now four adults in the room. Nina had heard the door, but didn’t know if that meant someone came or left. As silently as possible, Rick walked behind the girl, her only motion the gentle rise and fall of her breasts and the trembling of her shoulders. When Rick laid his hands on Nina’s shoulders, she started and then relaxed. Rick smiled, “I just love to make you jump like that, teen bitch,” he said. His hands caressed her shoulders and ran down her back. “Tell me what you’re getting today.” “The teen bitch is getting a cock an hour today, master,” said Nina. “How many hours so far?” “Two cocks worth, master,” said Nina. “Ready for another one?” There was a slight hesitation that told Rex she wasn’t even though she said, “Yes, master.” “Two cocks so far today and a couple yesterday. Which cock is the best, teen bitch?” “The one that’s in me,” said Nina. “Yeah, baby,” said Rick softly. “A hard cock that’s not in you is a waste, isn’t it?” “Yes, master,” agreed the 14-year-old. “We’re going to make this one especially fun,” said Rick, which brought a visible shudder to the young girl. He pulled at the tie of her top and the strings at her neck parted easily. A tug at the second set of strings crossing her back and the top fell free, revealing her small mounds. Rick cupped her tits from behind, looking at Rex as he fondled the girl. He smiled, daring Rex to say something. Rick removed the wad of cloth from Nina’s neck, allowing the collar to fall down around her throat. He looked at the red mark left in her neck from the collar where it had pressed against her skin for several minutes. Then he crooked a finger at Rex, beckoning him closer. As Rex approached, Rick pointed at the red stripe on Nina’s neck. Rex looked closely at the mark and saw bold white letters in the red stripe – “I BELONG TO RICK.” Part of the point of Nina’s blindfold was that she would be fucked hourly by an unknown man each time. So far Paul and Rick had cum inside the girl, but she didn’t know that. Now Rick didn’t want to ruin the surprise that her daddy was next, so he explained the branding of Nina to Rex by talking to Nina. “That looks nice, teen bitch,” he said. “You’re branded now. Any time I want, I only have to press your collar against your pretty little neck and the words appear. They’re inscribed backwards in the collar so they appear correct on your skin. You know what they say?” “No, master,” said Nina. “They say that you belong to me.” “Yes, master,” said Nina. He cupped her tits again and said, “That means these belong to me.” His hands slid down her body to the ties at her hips. “And all of this belongs to me.” He pulled the ties off and dropped the last of her clothing to the floor. Then, he nodded to Paul and Katrina. Katrina quickly cuffed Rex’s wrists and ankles to immobilize him while Rick moved to Nina’s left and Paul stepped to her other side. The two men grabbed her and pulled her to a straight backed wooden chair. “What are you doing?” wailed the frightened girl. They said nothing as they picked her up and set her down on the chair. But, they set her down with her shoulder blades on the seat of the chair and her head propped against the back, her chin practically resting on her chest. The girl struggled. Blindfolded, manhandled, and frightened, she tried to get free. But the men held her fast and Katrina came to help. The woman pulled Nina’s right arm down and tied it down the back leg of the chair. Then he pulled Nina’ left arm down and tied it down the other back leg. The two men bent Nina at the waist, pulling her legs up over her head. Katrina finished tying the helpless girl by tying her shins to the back of the chair. “Please, don’t,” moaned Nina. The position was uncomfortable and frighteningly exposing. Though she couldn’t see, she could tell her head was between her legs, inches from her pussy. Her legs were spread wide and her ass was hanging out in midair, offering her lightly furred pussy to the world. The position was so precarious that Paul had to hold the back of the chair to steady it. Katrina uncuffed Rex and Rick handed him a wooden paddle. Softly so Nina couldn’t hear, he said, “Twenty strokes across that pretty little ass of hers. If they aren’t hard enough, I’ll do forty myself. Then, fuck her.” Nina continued to complain while Rick coached Rex on his expectations. A quick shock from Katrina and Nina realized that things could get worse. She shut up and waited for the cock she knew was coming. The first swat was a total shock to the 14-year-old. She knew her pussy was spread open, but she hadn’t considered that her ass was equally available for a spanking. She gasped in surprise and then realized her predicament, “Oh, God, no,” she sobbed. Then her training kicked in. “That’s one for the naughty girl,” she hastily added to avoid additional punishment. Rex delivered four more blows, each accompanied by Nina’s counting. As she said, “That’s five for the naughty girl,” Rick held up his hand to stop Rex momentarily. “How about a smile from the naughty girl,” taunted Rick. Nina managed a feeble smile and Rick nodded at Rex to continue. Rex kept up the maddening job of warming his daughter’s exposed ass. “That’s twelve for the naughty girl,” gasped out Nina as Rick held up his hand again. Nina was sobbing and Rex had delivered a light slap that was unsatisfactory. “We’re not going to count that last one, teen bitch,” said Rick. “You’ve been a naughty girl and you need twenty good swats.” Duly reminded that he had to do a good job, Rex continued until the sobbing girl called out, “That’s twenty for the naughty girl.” Daddy stepped up to his daughter’s spread pussy and worked his cock slowly into the tight slit. Now he was especially glad that she was blindfolded or else she would have a close up view of daddy as he abused her cunt. Tied and in pain, there was no chance that Nina would cum from the rape. Likewise, Rex had no chance of cumming with the cock ring still in place. So, for several minutes, he went through he motions of sliding in and out of his daughter’s pussy. Finally Rick allowed him to stop and he was led out of the room. While Rex and Nina were having their fun, Diana was getting her own special attention. The slender 11-year-old was nude with her master, Christopher. She was restrained at the moment only by a command, but as she looked at the contraption that Christopher had for her, she knew that wasn’t going to last for very long. The girl felt her freedom vanish as she was backed against the x-shaped frame and her wrists and ankles were secured. In seconds she was once again totally as his mercy, yet she was surprised that he didn’t stop there. Christopher picked up a length of rope and wrapped it around her wrist and the frame behind it. Around and around he wrapped it until her entire forearm was secured to the wooden frame. Then he repeated the action with her other arm. He didn’t want her to be able to move even a little. Working methodically, he tied her legs to the frame from ankle to knee in the same fashion. He continued by wrapping her torso in rope from her waist to a couple of inches below her tiny nipples. That rope was also wrapped around the center of the x, tying her securely to the frame. What had started as merely a spread eagle tie was becoming a claustrophobic experience for the 11-year-old as she was wrapped in a cocoon of rope. She couldn’t even squirm. Even when Christopher said, “Now this is going to hurt, my little bitch,” she couldn’t move a muscle. “Don’t think of this as punishment,” he added. “It’s just a little accessory that every slave should have. Think of it as a gift from me, your master, to you, my slave.” But what Christopher had in mind wasn’t evident to the girl yet and he was in no hurry. He wanted to prolong the anticipation, so after his warning, he ran his hands over the exposed parts of her body. He ravished her delicate mouth with his tongue, sucked on her little nipples, and fingered her smooth pussy. Christopher left the room for a moment and returned with a small plastic container of ice. Fishing out a single cube, he ran it over Diana’s nipple, making it even harder than it had been. He pulled at her nipple, stretching it out and then cooled it again. She wanted to shrink away, but there was no escape from the cold. Even as her nipple became numb, he kept the ice cube on it. He even picked up a second one and pinched the now unfeeling nipple between them. Watching the girl closely, Christopher pinched the nipple harder and harder. When he got no reaction from her, he knew that she was ready. He picked up the slender needle lying on the table and showed it to Diana. He smiled as she showed no understanding of what the needle was for. He knew he would be amply rewarded by a look of shock on her face as he carried out his plan. With half his attention on the needle and the other half on her face, he put the needle against her stiff nipple and pushed. Diana’s eyes opened wide in surprise as she felt the tug of the needle against her nipple. It wasn’t pain that she felt, but there was a vague sensation as the needle slid through the skin. She gasped in horror as the tip of the needle popped out the other side of her nipple. As she looked up at Christopher to protest, she was greeted with a savage smile. She’d given him just what he wanted and he felt his cock harden at the look of horror on her face. “That wasn’t so bad,” said Christopher. “Didn’t hurt a bit, did it?” “No, but… but… but, it’s all the way through,” complained Diana. “You poked a hole in my nipple.” By now Christopher had let go of the needle, leaving it stuck through her nipple with two inches of slender steel protruding from each end. He bent down and sucked on her unpierced nipple. Tweaking her rapidly hardening nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he said, “Need to make it a matched set.” “Please, no,” begged Diana. “Now, now, little bitch, don’t complain or I’ll think you’re not grateful,” said the man as he picked up another ice cube. He began the process of numbing Diana’s nipple, alternately stretching and freezing it. Once he was again satisfied that her nipple was numbed, he picked up a second needle and showed it to her. “Here comes the other one,” he said, taunting her. “Not a fucking thing you can do about it either, little bitch,” he said. He could see her flex against the ropes, but there was not so much as a twitch of her nipple as he poked it with the needle and slid it through. When he removed the first needle, Diana felt the first twinge of pain. The steel didn’t belong there and even when it was gone, there was an ache in her damaged nipple. Helplessly she watched as Christopher put a gold ring through the hole in her nipple and secured it in place. The ring was about an inch in diameter, small in some respects, but big enough for Christopher to hook his forefinger through it and pull. “Aaaahhh,” gasped Diana in pain as her nipple regained feeling and she felt the pull of the ring. Christopher removed the second needle and replaced it with a matching gold ring. Then he hooked fingers through both rings and pulled, a savage smile on his face as the little girl moaned for him. “Now the pain begins,” he said. Diana felt like little more than Christopher’s toy as he played with her. She could do nothing but moan and that only seemed to excite the man. When he tired of playing with the girl’s nipples, Christopher attached weights to the rings so that she would continue to feel the tug on her tender nipples. When Christopher untied her and let her down from the frame, it was only to start her next torment. |