ELAN & MARLEE

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

Little 8-year-old Elan, brown hair to his shoulders, deep brown eyes and freckles sprinkled across his nose and cheeks, headed toward his best friend’s house. He knew that Marlee, a little 8-year-old girl with shortly cropped blond hair cut in a helmet style, with ocean blue eyes, pert little nose, and just in general beautiful (so he thought), waited for him.

His mom and dad said he could go over again and spend the night, since it was Friday, and Friday nights he always stayed overnight. He carried a small sack with pajamas and toothbrush and toothpaste, and a special soap he used to take a shower.

He wore nothing more than a pair of cut-off jeans shorts and a pair of sandals. And he knew the pajamas wouldn’t be worn at all. They always slept in her bed totally naked. Then, on Saturday, she would go to his house and spend the night there in his bed, again totally naked. Neither set of parents thought anything about it.

But every time he gazed and Marlee’s naked body, things stirred in him, and he always got an erection. Marlee thought it was cute, and often touched it just for fun.

Elan reached Marlee’s house. He always just walked in as if it were his own. As soon as he opened the front door he yelled, “Marlee! Are you here?”

No answer. Not even from her parents. Something wasn’t right he thought. He went upstairs where the bedrooms were and checked in Marlee’s room. Not there. He checked the bathroom. Not there either. Finally, after looking in all the other rooms, he checked her parent’s room.

He couldn’t believe his eyes! He stared at Marlee, not believing his eyes. Both arms and legs had been stretched out to their maximum, wrists and ankles tied to the four corner posts, and he noticed her body was about two feet from the bed, face down. He went around her to the head of the bed. He noticed the tight ball gag and severe blindfold keeping her blind and unable to talk. He noticed something stuck into her anus and vagina, held there by a rope tied around her waist, then the ends brought down into her vaginal lips, holding that in, and then up between her butt cheeks holding in that thing and tied off to the rope around the back of her waist. He noticed her little reddened bottom. What have her parents done to her? he wondered.

Would he dare untie her? What if that made her parents angry? What would they do to him?

“Marlee, it’s me, Elan.”

Elan watched as Marlee struggled in her bonds.

“Should I untie you?” Marlee shook her head no. “Would I end up like you if I did?” She nodded her head.

He walked all the way around her. “God, Marlee, you look so beautiful tied up like that! Even moreso than untied. I have to take off my shorts and sandals. My penis is getting an erection just looking at you, so beautiful!” He slid off his sandals, then slipped his shorts down his legs, and with a bare foot kicked them aside.

“I love you, Marlee.” Wait, did he really say that? Yep, it did come out of his mouth. “Do . . . do you love me too?”

Marlee nodded vigorously. “Can I do anything for you, or to you?” He slid onto the bed and lay on his back. That is when he noticed the alligator clamps on both nipples and on both labia, and even her clitoris as well. He reached up with both hands and touched the alligator clamps first on her nipples, then on her labia, finally her clit. She jerked at each touch, and mewled out in pain. She writhed in her ropes, trying to escape the pain / pleasure Elan caused her.

Elan paid no attention to anything else, until her parents walked into their room, seeing him on his back naked and with an erection, the area down there completely bare of hair, him playing with her. His nakedness, and especially his erection, didn’t bother or embarrass him. He knew boys got erections all the time over girls (and sometimes boys [YECH!], so nothing like that caused him any stress at all. Besides, her parents had seen them both naked all the time he stayed at her house. They were allowed to run naked inside, and in the backyard as well, since the privacy fence rose to 10 feet tall. No one could see them. They would swing and play all around the yard. Even his own parents had seen them running naked all around.

But now, the fantastic sight above took his breath away.

“Hello, Elan.” “Hi, Elan.” Marlee’s folks said.

“Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Lanoy.”

“What do you think of our daughter, Elan?” asked Mr. Lanoy.

“She’s . . . she’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. Do girls who are tied up like this always look more beautiful than when naked and untied?”

“Yes, Elan, for the most part,” answered Mrs. Lanoy.

“But how did she come to like being tied up?”

“Oh, we stared on her about three years ago, when she was five. First we got her naked, which didn’t take much doing, then tied her hands in front of her. Later, we tied them in back of her. Next we tied her feet together as well. Then added ropes to her chest and arms, then tied her knees. Once she got used to this, we added a blindfold. A little later, we added a gag as well. Then we started to play with her nipples and vaginal lips, even her clitoris. And finally, began to add clamps everywhere, and put small dildos up into her vagina and anal canal. Then we started to tie her in various positions. You weren’t supposed to see this. We thought you might be over a little later. But no harm done. Tell me something, Elan. Would you like to be tied up as well, right there where you are, so you can look up at Marlee? We will remove her blindfold as well, so you two can see each other.”

Elan paused. Did he want to be tied up? It looked like fun, and painful. Marlee seemed to like it. So he should too.

“Sure. Why not.” His penis flopped flaccid as her parents centered him on the bed.

Marlee’s parents wasted no time in tying Elan spread eagle to their bed, again spreading his arms and legs as far apart as they would go and tied to the four corner posts. Then they added a soft ball gag which filled his mouth, but didn’t choke him. He watched and Mrs. Lanoy took two alligator clamps, played with each nipple until they stood erect, then allowed the clamps to bite deeply into each nipple. Elan screamed in pain. He didn’t think there would be this much pain. Next, he felt his butt cheeks being parted, felt something wet and cold spread around and inside his anus, the felt something fill his rear end.

“This is a butt plug. Once put in, it won’t come out until pulled out by one of us. Or maybe Marlee”

Then he watched as they wrapped his penis and testicles with thin rope, separating his testicles, and wrapping down his penis to just behind the head of his penis, in the small groove. They wrapped it a couple of times, pulled the ends back forcing his penis into a bent down mode, pulling it back as far as they could get it, then finally wrapped the ends just above his balls a couple of times, then tied them off. Now, if he were to get an erection, it wouldn’t get very far. Lastly, they clipped alligator clips to the loose skin along his penis, then one each on the head, coming from two different directions. He really screamed in pain this time. But finally, they were through.

“Now,” said Mrs. Lanoy, “to remove Marlee’s blindfold.”

Marlee couldn’t believe the sight beneath her. Her very best friend (boyfriend?) lay below her completely naked, tied up, gagged, and clamped. She barely saw something sticking out of his anus. She knew what it was. But this was wonderful.

“OK, kiddies, we’re going down to watch some TV, then get dinner later. We’ll come and get you in a few hours. Bye!”

Marlee and Elan just looked at each other in a totally different way. If Elan had known she liked to be tied up, he could have tied her himself.

Now, the emanating from every fragile part of his body coursed through his nerve centers to his brain. Suddenly he yelled as loud as he could, but the sounds barely even reached Marlee’s ears. The ball gag worked fine. He began to shake, the pain becoming more and more intense and the clips bit into him. He cock ached from not being able to become erect. He could feel the surge of blood through his penis, but it went nowhere. His testicles burned, and he could see they were turning purple. He tried to shake the clips off his nipples, but they only bit into them even harder. The pain finally became so intense that his brain readied itself to shut down. But Elan had other plans. Soon the pain became pleasure. He began to hump his penis up and down, trying to reach an orgasm. His penis tried to grow, and Elan humped his penis even harder. He knew it wouldn’t work, but he had to try anyway.

Marlee watched him from above. She knew his actions. Being naked all the time she was in the house, Marlee had seen several X-Rated movies that her parents owned, and even asked her to write down any questions she had and they would answer them after the movies ended. Two showed strict bondage, usually the boy tying up the girl, but there were a few with the girls tying up the boys. There were even a couple of short movies with boys and girls from 6yo to about 11yo, tying each other up. These movies especially fascinated her. Both boys and girls were completely hairless except for the hair on their heads. It looked so wonderful. She asked them if Elan could tie her up one day. The agreed, and told her it would be very soon. She jumped up and down and clapped her hands, then traipsed upstairs to bed. She felt her vagina, and noticed it was very wet. She took a little of her wetness and licked her finger. No bad. Finally she slept, having really nice dreams of Elan tying her up.

She struggled, again, to reach orgasm. She thought if she tried often enough it would work. But the dildos in her vagina and her anus tickled her, but not enough to orgasm. Frustration showed in her eyebrows and eyelids. But Elan never noticed, for he was working on his own efforts to reach his orgasm. But like Marlee, no such luck. His penis hurt to the point of beyond unbearable. Nothing in his young world prepared for this kind of situation.

Neither one knew the time; her parents took out the clock on purpose. When would they be up to check on them? When would her parents untie them? Would they be made to be naked with their hands tied behind their backs, maybe their ankles as well? He hoped they would/wouldn’t. Was it dinnertime yet? Suddenly her parents appeared at their door.

“So, are you two hungry?”

Nods of agreement with muffled sounds indicated that yes, they were hungry.

“Since Marlee has been tied up the longest and suspended from the corner posts, we will untie her first,” Mrs. Lanoy told Elan. He watched as first they untied the rope from the back, pulled it out of her butt crack and from her vagina, then untied the waist rope. Elan noticed her vagina was very wet and shiny. Next, came the butt plug, pulled out very slowly. Marlee grunted at the now empty feeling back there. Next, the vaginal plug. She moaned a little louder as her vaginal cave emptied as well. Elan watched as they pulled the alligator clips off her nipples, without even opening them! Marlee writhed in her ropes at the sudden pain of both having them removed and her mother rubbing her nipples to get the blood flowing again. He knew they would do the same thing to him. Next, the labia clips, again pulling each one off very slowly, so the pain would endure a little longer. Marlee once again writhed in her ropes at the pain of them being removed and her mother rubbing her labia to get the blood going again in the swollen little lips. Lastly, the alligator clip on her clitoris. This time, her mom pulled it off even slower, causing Marlee to dry and jerk around. Finally, it came off. Her mother began to rub the little nub, this time for a very long time. Elan watched as her mother then stuck a finger into her vaginal canal and moved it in and out. Marlee screamed and shook as hard as she could to make her mother rub her clit harder and move her finger faster. Eventually, Marlee stiffened and cried as loudly as she could. Then several more short spasms. Elan had just witnessed his girlfriend being masturbated by her parents. They untied her feet, placing them on either side of his throbbing, but not erect, penis. They told her to squeeze his penis and testicles as hard as she could. He cried out when Marlee squeezed her feet together against his bound penis and testicles. They removed her gag. She said nothing. Finally, they untied her hands. She got down on the bed, her knees on either side of Elan’s knees, facing him. She slowly reached down and grabbed his bound genitals gently in her hands. Then she squeezed. Elan felt good at first, then she gradually increased the squeezing until it became unbearable. He could feel the wetness from the head of his penis on his testicles. He wiggled around, trying to escape her hands, but of course that didn’t work. She stopped, and instead of going slow yanked the clips from his nipples. He screamed, closing his eyes tightly at the pain. Marlee rubbed his nipples hard, really causing pain. Next, she began pulling the clips from his penis the same way. He screamed loudly at every pull. Next, the last two clips she very slowly pulled off the head of his penis. He yelled and screamed and writhed. Next, she pulled the butt plug from his bottom. Me merely made a little “uh” sound. Marlee began to untie his penis and testicles. Once untied, his erection rose to its fullest length, the opening in his penis just lying past his belly button. Marlee grabbed it, and began to pump up it up and down. She even bent over occasionally and used her mouth on him. She then pumped faster until he was ready, slowed down, then got directly over him and slid down on his penis. In only minutes Elan orgasmed, sending globs of semen into his girlfriend. She too reached a second orgasm. This was the first time either of them had had sex with anyone. And if they had to describe it, they couldn’t. Marlee rose up, the semen dripping out of her vagina and onto Elan. Her mother brought in two towels. She first wiped Marlee clean, then did the same to Elan. Marlee then removed his gag. He said nothing. He didn’t know what to say. Marlee then untied his feet, and finally his wrists. He sat up, amazed that the pain he suffered also sent pleasure through his body. They went downstairs to dinner, both of them still naked, of course.

Neither of the children felt embarrassed or in any way uncomfortable. They both had been through strict and cruel bondage by Marlee’s folks. Marlee and Elan talked to the Lanoy’s about their bondage, how they felt, what kind of an experience they felt it to be, and every of their bondage – the alligator clips, specifically how they both felt about the anal plug, how Marlee felt about the vaginal plug and the clip on her labia and clitoris, how Elan felt about the way they bound his penis and testicles and the clips added to his penis skin and to the head of his penis. And the way they were actually tied.

They ate their favorite meal of all time – Bratwurst on Hot Dog Bun with Sauerkraut and Mustard; Baked Beans; Crème Soda. For desert, a large piece of Pineapple Pie. When they finished, the Lanoy’s suggested they both go take a shower.

Marlee and Elan climbed the stairs, side by side, unconsciously holding hands. Marlee ran the water, and put bubbles into the bathwater. She didn’t want a shower, but a bath.

They played and blew bubbles at each other, then stood so Marlee could clean off Elan, then Elan cleaned off Marlee. Marlee squeezed his nipples a little, watching Elan wince. She caressed his penis and testicles, making his penis erect, then continued pumping him until he reached orgasm. She spread his little butt cheeks, washing him well back there, even sticking a soapy finger into his anus to clean him inside as well. Then she turned so Elan could wash her. He too pulled on her nipples, she too winced at the soreness still coursing through them. Elan felt her below, playing with her slit. Marlee jumped at his touch. He got down on his knees so he could see her better, rinsed off the bubbles from her pubic area, then found her clit. He began to rub it easily, sending Marlee into small spasms. He stuck his other finger inside her, then moved it in and out along with playing with her clit. Her breathing shortened and began to gasp. She closed her eyes and let the feeling of pending orgasm overcome her. Suddenly, she grabbed Elan’s head and spasmed quite a few times. Elan watched her knowing her orgasm finally hit her. He had Marlee turn around, and parted her butt cheeks, playing with her little anus. He too stuck a finger up inside and turned it and pushed it in and pulled it out. Again Marlee shuddered at Elan’s playing. They finished their “bath”, and instead of drying off, let the air-dry them as they hurried down the stairs.

“Well, I see you’re all clean,” intoned Mr. Lanoy.

“Yeah, dad, it was fun. I masturbated him and he masturbated me. It was wonderful,” murmured Marlee.

“Dears, “ Marlee’s mom said, “tonight one of you will have the chance to tie up the other one all night.” The two children smiled at and hugged each other. Elan’s penis began its erection.

“How will you do that, Mrs. Lanoy?” asked Elan.

“First,” her father said to Elan, “I think it’s time you can call us by our first names. After all, you are almost part of the family, just like Marlee is almost part of your family. OK”

“Yeah! That would be great,” yelled Elan. “Rick and Elaine. Thanks a lot!”

“You’re welcome, son. Now, for your bondage tonight,” Rick continued. “I have hidden in plain sight a pair of police handcuffs. The first one to find them and hand them to me will be the one to tie up the other one. Ready, get set, GO!”

Elan and Marlee both hurried away, Marlee upstairs, Elan downstairs to the basement. When he turned on the light, he saw them right away. They hung a couple of feet above him to an overhead round beam. He noticed the key in the locking mechanism. All he had to do was figure out how to get to them right away. No stools, no chairs. But, there was a small post running up to the bean the handcuffs were locked onto. He had never been a good climber, but now it all depended how well he could climb. He knew Marlee could climb like a monkey. Well, he though, here goes.

He reached up with his hands as high as he could then wrapped his legs around the pole. He reached up again, pulled his feet up. A few more and he had the handcuffs unlocked and in his hand. He easily slid down the pole. He hurried back up stairs and stood in front of Rick, holding out the handcuffs. Marlee came down the stairs, and saw Elan with the handcuffs. She smiled inwardly, wanting Elan to tie her up and torture her. But she didn’t let anyone know that. She put on her pouty face and ran to stand in front of her father.

“That’s not fair,” Marlee complained.

“Tell me, Marlee,” asked her father, “What wasn’t fair about it?”

“Wellllllll, I don’t know exactly, but it wasn’t!” and she stomped one foot to emphasize her lack of point.

“Eric, I suggest you take Marlee up to her bedroom and begin to tie her up.”

“My pleasure, Rick.”

Elan took Marlee’s hand and tried to pull her. She wouldn’t budge. “I know, I will be right down. Don’t let her get away, OK?”

Rick nodded. Marlee had every intention of giving in. She wanted Elan to tie her up and do all kinds of nasty things to her. But right now, she decided to put on a show for her parents and Elan.

“I won’t play. It isn’t fair!” She stood defiantly in front of her father, arms folded across her chest, feet wide apart. “If he comes down, I’ll run where you can’t find me!”

Of course, about that time Elan quietly snuck up on Marlee. She neither saw nor heard Elan. Before she knew it her father pulled her arms away from her chest, pulled her wrists behind her back, then motioned Elan to take care of her.

“Daddy! What are you doing?”

In seconds she found out. Élan tied her wrists with lots of the small rope, both ways, and tied it off behind her hands so she couldn’t reach the rope. “Elan! What are you doing?” Of course she knew. This is what she wanted, but she continued to protest anyway. Elan wrapped more of the small rope around her ankles and crosswise until should couldn’t move them. He also brought down a ball gag, a little bigger than the one her parents had used on her. He knew it would be a very tight fit, but it would still go in.

“Open your mouth, Marlee,” he ordered her.

“I . . .” and that’s as far she got. Elan instantly shoved the ball gag into her open mouth, then turned her around. While he shoved with both thumbs to push it in, he pushed down on her jaw with his fingers until the ball finally slipped in behind her teeth. Her jaw instantly spasmed. He pulled the straps behind her head and buckled it on just as tight as he could.

“Now, you’re mine, and there is nothing you can do about it. Is there?” She didn’t answer.

“I asked you a question, and every time you refuse you will get this,” and he slapped her bare bottom cheeks with his hand, once on each cheek. He yelped, but nothing came out of her mouth. She began to drool around the ball, her drool dripping to her chest, down across both nipples, sliding down to her belly button, the down to drip off her clitoris.

“Get down on the floor.”

Marlee tried to get down, but with her hands and feet tied she couldn’t. She thought she couldn’t. Until Elan’s hand smacked her bottom twice on each cheek. “If you don’t obey me, or answer me, you will continues to get hard slaps on your behind, each one more than the last. Which means the next time you will get three on each butt cheek. Now, one more time, get down on the floor, face down.”

Marlee made it, not finding as difficult as she thought it might be. She lay down as she was told. Elan then put her in a leather blindfold. She protested by kicking with her legs and squirming around. Of course, Elan smacked each cheek three times this time. She lay still. Elan pulled her up to her knees, and wrapped rope around her upper body, leaving her little nipples free. He lay her back down and tied more rope around her knees. Elan took more thin rope and tied it around her wrists, binding them even more tightly. He pulled up her feet, pushed them, sat on her shins to make certain her heels touched her bottom, then used the ends of the rope around her wrists to wrap around her ankles until her heels buried themselves in her cheeks. Elan thoroughly bound her.

“Marlee. Listen to me. I have you so tightly bound, gagged and blindfolded in front of your folks, what do you intend to do?”

Little sounds came from her, but barely heard.

“I see, you want me to torture you in front of them, right?”

Marlee began to shake her body and head around.

“I know how to take there of that.” Elan took some twine and tied her big toes together until Marlee felt them so tight she could barely stand it. He took the ends of the twine, pulled her big towards her head, ran them through her blindfold pulling on them, bending them down toward her head, then tied the twine off to her blindfold. This held her head a little back towards her feet, her face pointing toward the wall opposite her. “Now, is that better? Is this what you wanted?”

Marlee made little gurgling sounds, but that was all. Elan watched as the drool leaked out of her mouth, dripped down her chin and onto the floor. She could not suck it back in, and could barely swallow the way he gagged her.

“Now, what can I do to you? I know, how about this?” and with both hands began to pinch her butt cheeks, hard and all over them. Marlee gurgled again, her body trembling, but unable to move at all now. She could feel his fingers pinch her skin, pull up on it, and twist it, then let it go. Small bruises showed where he pinched her.

“Now, how about this?” He used his fingernails to scrape the soles of her feet. She cried in total defenselessness, unable to move her feet in their defenselessness. Elan continued this method of torture until Marlee made herself roll over to her back.

“My, what a beautiful nipples and vagina you have. Tell, what would you like me to do to them?” Of course, Elan needed no answer even if she could talk. He very lightly placed the tip of two fingers on each of her nipples. Marlee gasped. Elan left them there, then minutes later very slowly moved his fingers around her nipples, watching as they wrinkled and became erect, like two little peas. Marlee continued to gasp at his touch. Elan then pinched each nipple very lightly, pulling them away from her chest, watching as the skin stretched with them, then let them pop back down onto her chest, Marlee still gasping at his every touch. Elan then increased the pressure each time, until Marlee actually cried out. He had pinched her nipples as hard as he could, pulled them up off her chest distending them as it they were noting more than putty, then twisted them so terribly Marlee cried. He pulled them again, and added an alligator clip to each one, throwing Marlee into stinging fits of brutal pain.

“Now, let me see, what should I do next?” Of course, he already knew what he was going to do. He reached down between her legs, and felt her vagina. It was slick with her own juices, proving to Elan Marlee love what he was doing to her. Although hard to reach her vagina between her tied legs, he managed to pull up each labium and add three alligator clips to each lip. Marlee now cried out with not just pain, but with terror as well. He found her clit, and noticed how big it was. It stood out over an inch! Very carefully Elan pulled her clit up and out, and managed to clip on two of the alligator clips to her clit. This time, Marlee tried to wriggle away, but tied as she was, she knew the uselessness of her gesture, but she tried anyway. Elan rolled her over again, to her stomach, and managed to part her little butt cheeks and bring her little anus into view. Elan played with it, sticking his finger inside it, turning his finger around and around, pushing it in and pulling it out. With one hand he held her butt cheeks open, then used the butt plug that her parents had used on him. He knew it wouldn’t come out unless he pulled it out. Elan then rolled her to her stomach again.

“Well, it looks like I have done just about everything I can do to you. You do realize your parents have been watching me tie you up and torture you all along. Is that OK? Even if it isn’t, too bad. Now, I want you to begin to struggle, as hard as you can, and try to get free. Struggle really really hard so I know you’re trying.”

Marlee struggled as Elan ordered. She rolled, she pushed, pulled at her ropes. She struggled for about fifteen minutes before Elan told her to stop. Her body was a shining captive from the sweat covering her body.

“You’re so beautiful. I’m going to carry you up to your room now.” Elan picked her up very carefully, face down, his arms under her legs and chest.

Tiredness set in, after carrying her to her room. He laid her on her stomach.

“I’m going to bed now. I’ll see you in the morning.”

NO! He can’t leave her here like this! He has to untie her! O does he? Every part of her body where he placed the clips became absolute fire. The pain . . .! She heard Elan throw back the cover and sheet.

“Goodnight, my love,” and instantly fell asleep.

Marlee’s neck felt as if it her breathing had been cut off, although no such thing actually happened. She struggled some more, as if there might be one little piece of rope she could get hold of and release herself. Marlee knew it would prove fruitless, but she had to try. As she struggled, it caused her alligator clips to move around, causing additional fire on top of fire! By the time she tired of trying to free herself, more sweat covered her naked and bound 8-year-old body. Marlee became sleepy, but she couldn’t go to sleep. She spent almost 13 hours tied up and clipped, blindfolded and gagged. Elan slept with pleasant dreams of his Marlee tied in so many different ways as he tortured her in just as many ways . . .

When Elan woke the next morning, he looked at the clock on the bedside table. He went to bed at 8:00 o’clock last night. It now read 10:13 am. God! he thought. Marlee’s bondage lasted more than 13 hours! He left the bed and went to Marlee. Her body was shaking, the sweat rolled off her and he could see where her body lay. He knew if he picked her up there would be an outline of her body made by the sweat. He barely heard little sobbing noises. But that didn’t faze him one bit. He picked her and carried her to the basement. He grabbed some more long thin rope, sat on a cement brick, then untied her upper body and her wrists. He pulled them in front of her where he tied them tightly again. He wrapped a vary long second rope around her wrists, lay her on her stomach beneath the beam, threw the rope over the beam far enough he could reach it, then began to pull on the rope. Marlee’s body began to lift up, her arms becoming taut, then Elan pulled more and more until Marlee’s knees were touching the floor. Then Elan pulled more until Marlee’s body rose from the floor about a foot and a half. Marlee screamed, the ropes pulling up on her chest, forcing the clips to tighten on her nipples.

Marlee could not describe the pain shocking her body. Her big toes felt cold, her vaginal lips swollen, her clit almost bit in two, her nipples also almost bit off by the clips. She wanted to be free. She couldn’t take any more. PLEASE, PLEASE LET ME GO! she cried in her mind. Her arms felt as though they would be torn from her shoulders.

Elan, had he heard her, wouldn’t care. He walked over to Marlee, stood in front of her. He reached up with both hands. He quickly squeezed down on the nipple clips. Marlee jerked in her bonds, starting her swinging from her wrists just a little. Elan then did the same to the alligator clips on her labia, doing each clip on both labia one at a time, again Marlee screamed. Lastly, he waited for a moment, then reached over, put his fingers on either side of the clips on her clitoris, and squeezed as hard as he could. Marlee screamed so loudly Elan actually heard her and jerked so wildly Elan thought she might pass out. But the pain was so . . . so . . . intense Marlee couldn’t pass out.

Elan began to rub his finger up and down her hairless slit, noticing how wet it was. Was she really enjoying this? Is that why’s she’s so wet? It could be the only explanation. He rubbed faster with his finger, then began caressing the tip of her clit with another finger. Elan noticed her bucking her hips back and forth, as if his penis lay deep inside her.

Marlee thought she couldn’t take any more, but Elan kept giving her urges, and pain, and pleasure. Marlee didn’t know which one was which. They seemed to all blend together.

Elan pulled his fingers out just as she was about to reach another orgasm. She cried in frustration. She cried because of the intolerable pain. She cried because of the sheer ecstasy of pleasure. Marlee struggled again.

“So, you think you’d like to swing? Ok, here you go.” Elan pushed her really hard by her stomach, and Marlee swung to and fro fairly fast. As Marlee swung, she struggled again.

Elan stopped her swinging. He untied her big toes which allowed Marlee to bring her feet down. He untied her knees. Now, her feet touched the floor and she could relax a little. But not for long. Elan untied the rope holding her up by her wrists and began to pull again, until just her big toes touched the basement floor, which did nothing to ease her painfully stretched boy.

The first thing Elan did was to untie the waist rope. Once removed he removed her butt plug, the very slowly pulled out the vibrating vaginal plug. It had died many hours ago. Marlee squealed at each emptying of her anal canal and vaginal canal. Now came the fun part, he thought. He took both hands and yanked off the nipple clips very quickly without opening them. Marlee screamed so loud Elan had no problem hearing her. Next, one by one, he pulled the clips from her labia, very solely, pulling the small lips out as the clips came off. With each clip removed Marlee again screamed in exquisite pain. Finally, her clit alligator clips. He made sure he pulled those two off very very slowly! Even as he pulled Marlee seemed to scream the entire time he was pulling them off. Just as the last tooth on each clip still rested on her clit, he yanked them off. Her labia began to bleed just a little, a drop or two. Then he was ready.

Elan took one finger of one hand and jammed it up her anal canal. He took another finger and pushed it inside her slit. His thumb rested on her clit. Now came the really fun part. Elan began to move all his fingers very slowly, then gained speed until Marlee spasmed several times, hearing her scream, this time not from pain but from pleasure. He noticed her juices really leaking out of her vagina, sliding down her thighs. He noticed her little chest and nipples were covered with her drool. Even now drool continued to drip out her mouth.

First Elan removed her blindfold. For a few moments Marlee couldn’t see well. Elan next untied her ankles. He let the roped down and untied it from wrists. He brought her wrists in front of her. He left them tied and her gag in. He pulled her upstairs by the wrists leash. He dragged her into the kitchen where the Lanoy’s were. He removed her gag, and finally untied her.

The first words out of her mouth: “Please, when will you tie me up again?”