COLLEEN ABUSED

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

Colleen Davis, 9 years old, looked out the taxicab back seat window and looked at her new house. Well, not really new. Her parents and older brother had been killed in a car crash. Her mother’s brother and his family were her only relatives to take her in – her uncle, her aunt and her cousin which, she knew, was two years older than she. She had never met them.

The house seemed old, which in fact it was. It looked large to her, but it wasn’t as large as she thought. She opened the door while the taxi driver got her two suitcases from the trunk. That’s all she was allowed, plus the flip-flops on her feet, the too small T-shirt and shorts she wore, and her panties. Clothes, plus two out of the hundred or so stuffed animals she had, was all she was allowed to carry.

Colleen picked up the two suitcases and began to walk up to the door. She stopped, her heart beating, her stomach growling due to lack of breakfast or lunch, and almost turned around and ran back to the taxi. But as she turned, it drove away.

She now stood in front of the door. She noticed a doorbell to the right of the door. Tears began running down her cheeks. Would they be as nice as her folks, or would they be mean and nasty like Cinderella’s stepsisters?

Nervously, Colleen pushed the doorbell. In only moments she watched as the door opened. In front of her stood her cousin.

“Yes, can I help you?” she asked.

“I . . . I’m Colleen. I’m here to live with you.” She noticed that her cousin was completely naked! Not only that, but she wore what looked like a dog’s collar with a chain attached to a ring in front. She also noticed steel things in her nipples, and in her privates. She averted her eyes down, looking at her cousin’s feet.

“What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever seen a naked girl before?”

“Only myself, in the mirror.”

“Well, Colleen, you better get used to it, because you’ll be naked the entire time you are in the house. In fact, I suggest you strip right now and be done with it, then I can let you in.”

Colleen looked up, tears running down her cheeks. “No! I can’t! My mom and dad never saw me naked, except for when I was a baby. My brother caught me once when I forgot a towel and I had to run from the bathroom to my room at the other end of the hall. He had just come out of his room when I opened the door and began running. I stopped for just a minute, surprised at his being there, and he grabbed me, putting a hand over my mouth so I couldn’t scream, and wrapping his other arm around my upper body pinning my arms to my sides. He dragged me into his room and threw me on his bed face down, then opened up my butt cheeks so he could see my . . . no, I can’t even say it. I know he saw my privates and my nipples, but then I surprised him with a kick to his own privates and ran all the way to my bedroom. I was never so embarrassed in all my life! I can’t just undress out here.”

“If you don’t strip, you don’t come in.” She bent down to talk to Colleen on a face-to-face level and whispered, “Listen, little cousin, you have to do this. If you don’t, you’ll have to go someplace else.” She reached out and hugged Colleen. Colleen reluctantly hugged back. “It’s for your own good. Believe me. Now, take off your flip-flops and hand them to me.” Colleen obeyed. “Give me your suitcases.” The cousin set those aside. “Now, your T-shirt.” Colleen began to cry as she raised the shirt above her nipples. As she pulled it off an arm went up to cover her nipples. “Don’t worry. Those nipples, and your privates, will soon be seen by everyone, so there’s really no use hiding them. Now, take off your shorts and panties.”

Colleen cried even harder as this forced her to remove her arm from hiding her nipples. She pulled off her shorts, then grabbed her panties as well, then handed them to her Cousin.

“By the way, my name is Alena. Now, let me take your hand.” She helped Colleen into the house, into a little alcove hidden by the rest of the house by four windowless walls, and only one door on the opposite side of the entry door, now closed.

But Colleen deferred her hand, and hid behind Alena, her little pubic area pressing against Alena’s upper thigh, her arms wrapped around her mid-chest, halfway between her nipples and her belly button.

Alena wrapped her arms around Colleen’s arms. They walked into the dining room where they had all just sat down to eat dinner. Colleen almost forgot her nudity, needing to eat right away. But she hadn’t been asked to sit down, so she waited.

“Mom, dad, this is Colleen, my cousin and your niece/nephew. Come on, Colleen, let go now so they can see you.”

Colleen obeyed, but threw an arm up against her nipples once again, her other arm down and cupping her vaginal area to hide it as well.

“You are allowed to hide yourself for tonight only until you learn the rules, which aren’t very hard. As soon as you finish dinner Alena will take you upstairs and teach you the rules. You will also share her bedroom. By the way, my name is Albert. You may call me Uncle Al. And this is your aunt Mishiba. You may call her Aunt Mish. OK?” said her uncle.

Colleen merely nodded.

“We usually eat something Asian or food from other countries, but because this is your first night here, Aunt Mishiba made what I understand is your favorite meal,” and Uncle Al paused.

“You mean, she fixed me pot roast with a few potatoes and onions with lots of carrots all fixed together?” Colleen asked.

“Yes, little sweetheart, and with brown gravy with mushrooms, and you can have just about any drink you want, except alcohol.”

“I’ll just have chocolate milk.” Colleen didn’t realize what she was doing, but as she talked she allowed her arms to hang down her sides, allowing her uncle to see what she tried to hide.

“Come here, Colleen.” She walked over to her uncle, and stood before him. He took her hands in his. “You know, you have a very beautiful body. Nice nipples and aureoles, slim waist and hips, what I would call pouting lips, and I don’t mean the ones you kiss with. You little clit is peeking out. And such beautiful legs and feet. Turn around please.” Colleen turned, and he stopped her with her back to him. She felt his hands on her bottom, spreading them open. “And a very exquisite butt. But come, Mishiba sits at my right hand, Alena at my left, and I want you to sit next to her.”

The two girls sat down in their respective seats. Colleen realized that maybe her uncle wasn’t as bad as she thought he might be. She no longer felt embarrassed to be naked in front of him, especially with Alena having been naked already. But she wondered about all the rings on her body. She would have to ask when Alena talked to her about the rules.

Colleen had never tasted such a wonderful dinner in all her life. Even her mother didn’t fix roast as good as this. She drank two glasses of chocolate milk, then had her most favorite dessert of all time – cherry cream pie.

After eating the girls helped clear the table, then Alena took Colleen and her suitcases up to her room. Alena showed Colleen her bed, and as Colleen bounced on it with all the thrill of a child with a new toy, Alena had to hold her down so she could explain the rules.

“Colleen, I am going to tell you something you must never tell anyone else. Promise me.”

“OK. I promise.”

Alena wasn’t convinced. “NO, I mean really promise, on pain of death, it is that important that you listen to me and NEVER tell anyone else at all.”

The words stopped Colleen, her attention now completely focused on Alena.

“I am not their real daughter.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Those two fuckers stole me from my real mom and dad when I was two. I have been trying to find them ever since. That is why I am no longer to go out by myself, and am kept naked. They have my clothes, and they’ll do the same to you. I am not allowed any access to any computer for that reason either. If I try to escape, well, I won’t be able to. See this collar?”

Colleen got up and took a closer look. She then noticed it was not leather, but steel, with some prongs sticking into her neck.

“All I have to do is try to walk out and that prick pushes a button and sends a shock through me that makes me pass out. This collar is on at all times, except for when I shower or we go out ‘as a family’. Huh. Family. Soon, you will have a similar collar. You will also be trapped here just like I am.”

“I don’t believe you,” Colleen said unconvinced.

“Oh, but there’s more. You will suffer through bondage and torture that your sweet innocent mind can’t even comprehend. And I am supposed to get you ready tonight.”

“How will you do that?” Colleen asked, now really afraid.

“Look up,” she told Colleen.

Colleen saw many eyehooks in the ceiling, although she had no idea what they were called or were for.

“I am to tie your hands together, tie your feet together, blindfold and gag you, then pull you up until you are off the floor and tie your wrists off, then tie your ankles down to a heavy weight I put on the floor. Then I am to whip your butt and use a leather paddle on your nipples, then use a whip on your little cunt. Then leave you that way for the night. And if I don’t, I will get it even worse.”

“No, please Alena, no, don’t hurt me!”

“Colleen, I have no choice.”

She went to a closet, totally empty of clothes, and pulled out many ropes, and other things, to use on the virgin body of little Colleen.

Colleen turned and ran to the door. But it was locked. “Please, Alena! Please let me out!” she cried as tears ran down her face. “Sweetheart, I can’t. I have to do this to you. We can make it easy, or we can make it hard. It’s up to you.”

Colleen walked over to Alena, and fell into her arms. Alena hugged her, ran her hands across her back in a motherly way.

“Colleen, my sweet little love, I must do it now. Stand back and put out your arms.”

Colleen obeyed, and felt the ropes around her wrists become very tight.

“Now, sit on your bed and give me your feet in my lap.”

Again Colleen obeyed, and watched again as Colleen tied her ankles just as tightly.

“Now stand up and hop over here.”

Colleen obeyed; she had no other choice. Alena wrapped lots of rope around Colleen’s wrists to give her some bulk so it wouldn’t hurt her wrists so badly. She got up on a stool and put the rope ends over the eyehook, got down, and put a leather padded blindfold on Colleen, then a small ball gag which still filled her mouth where Alena had to force it into her little mouth. Colleen screamed at having her jaws forced so far wide open. She began to cry again. Alena lifted Colleen up onto the stool she had stood on, then pulled on the ropes attached to the little girl’s wrists. Soon Colleen’s arms pulled straight up into the air.

“I am going to pick you up again, sweetheart, but you will be hanging by your wrists only. I have to tie your ankles beneath you and pull your body just as hard as I can. So be ready for the pain you will get.”

Soon Colleen hung by her wrists, her legs swinging a little. Alena took another rope and tied each to Colleen’s ankles. She then pulled then ends of one rope to the leg of her bed and tied it off, then did the same with the other rope to the leg of a heavy chair in the opposite direction. Then she pulled extra hard to stretch Colleen’s naked and severely bound body. She tied Colleen’s big toes together with tight twine, turning them a gradual purple.

“Colleen, something else I have to do to you. I have to put clothespins onto your little nipples.”

Colleen wondered what she meant. Then she screamed and each nipple was pulled out as far as it could go and the clothespins allowed to spring down on the tiny nub.

“It is now time for your punishment. I’m really sorry I have to do this. But it’s better you than me.”

Alena found the leather paddle, then laid into poor Colleen’s bare bottom as hard as she could. The sounds coming out of her mouth didn’t go very far, in fact they probably couldn’t be heard outside of the bedroom, no matter how loudly Colleen screamed.

Alena continued her onslaught for five minutes, then stopped to see her little “slave’s” bottom bleeding profusely from many welts, Colleen’s bottom covered with welts and burning a bright red.

“Now, Colleen, I am going to have to whip your little pussy. Here I go.”

Alena whipped Colleen’s pussy. Colleen tried to move to miss the whip, but bound as tightly as she was she couldn’t move at all. More screaming from her little lips with the ball gag silencing her. Drool ran down from her mouth to drip onto her little chest. Alena continued for ten minutes on Colleen’s pussy. Now, for her nipples.

Alena reached up and just yanked the clothespins off, without opening them. Colleen screamed louder than she had so far. Alena took up the leather strap one more time, and began to swing it hard against the little nipples, covering both at the same time. Colleen screamed some more. This time Alena spent fifteen minutes on the small nubs. At last she stopped.

“Now, for the bottoms of your feet.” Here Alena took a riding crop and began to beat the soles of Colleen’s tiny feet. Colleen was ready to pass out from the pain. But Alena stopped after five minutes.

“OK, sweetheart, I’m done. But I have to leave you like that all night long. I’m going back downstairs and tell Al that I did what he told me to do. He may come up to look at you. I don’t know. I will see you after while, sweetheart.”

Colleen hung there in her silence and blindness, crying, burning from all the parts of her body Alena had abused. She hurt from the way she had been tied. Her little body had been pulled almost beyond the snapping point. Her shoulders felt like they were being pulled out of their sockets. Her hands were going numb. Her toes felt cold. Her “pussy” burned beyond her ability to accept pain. Her bottom was on fire. Her nipples hurt. What was going to happen to her? If these people weren’t her aunt and uncle, then who were they?

What would happen to her now . . ?