TRAINING SALLY

BY TOMMY

[ part 4 ]

“Okay, you can get up. Don’t dare try and rub your bottom!” barked Tim, placing the cane back on the table. Sally stood up slowly, her buttocks on fire, tears running down her naked body and falling on the floor.

The fifteen strokes had been delivered very slowly, giving the little girl time to prepare for the next one. If the truth were known, Tim had caned the girl rather lightly. They didn’t want her skin to be too bruised. One of the pleasures of inflicting punishment was the sight of a smooth light pink posterior sticking up before them. The steroid cream they used on her skin was effective enough on reddened skin and worked in less than twenty hours, but would have been no good on heavy bruising.

David laughed. The girl had immediately gone onto her tip toes. Good! She was learning. She looked at the ground, trying not to squirm with pain. Why were they doing this? She felt the weals at the top of her thighs throbbing. She’d tried so hard, really she had. If only that thing inside her had stopped for a while. She looked at the small vibrator, now back on the shelf. It had been strange though. Part of her longed for more. If only….

Tim placed a plate of bread on the table and poured her some water. “You’ve got five minutes for lunch. Eat!”

Her hands shook as she crammed the last few crumbs into her mouth. The saw the men watching her intently. Her eyes were drawn to the front of their trousers. The food suddenly tasted very dry. Their things were pushing the front of their trousers right out. She knew what that meant! Tim saw where she was looking and laughed as he unzipped himself. “”That’s right”, he said cruelly. “Time for dessert!”

Twenty minutes later she licked the last of David’s cream from his cock and waited to be allowed up. She felt his hand stroke her hair. The door opened and Tim carried in a small television.

“Right girl, come here!” he ordered brusquely. She walked over gingerly, her buttocks smarting with each step.

“We’ve decided to postpone your other punishments till this evening.” He said, enjoying the look of fear in her eyes. “Obviously your pussy requires further investigation and your bum-hole has to be punished.” He paused. “We’re going to the beach for the afternoon and while we’re gone, you’re going to be kept busy.”

He pointed to the television and two cassettes lying next to it. “The television has a slot at the bottom for the tapes. You watch the first cassette at least two times. When you’ve finished, you get on your bed and switch the camera on. Come on I’ll show you.”

He watched with amusement as she hobbled after him back to her bedroom. He placed the television on the table and plugged it in. At the foot of the bed was a video camera on a tripod. Briefly, he demonstrated how to press the record button. “You do exactly what the woman on the video does” he explained. “You’ll need these.” Sally’s eyes widened as he picked up a vibrator and large dildo lying next to the bed. “Yes, I know they’re bigger than the others, but you have to use them both, or you’ll be punished!”

He smeared both liberally with lubricant. “You look at the camera, smile, act sexy, and make sure the camera sees you pushing them all the way in. You continue until the red light on the camera goes off. You have to act exactly the same as the woman- smile when she does, and make the same noises.” He paused and licked his lips. “For your sake, I hope you’re a good actress!”

Picking up the second cassette, he pointed to a small pile of clothes on the floor. “You have a shower, watch the second video a few times and put these clothes on.” He looked at the clock. “There’s some lipstick and make-up for you as well. We’ll be back around six and expect to find you on the bed waiting. You behave just like the girl on the film and be ready to look and do exactly the same as she does.” He grinned. “And I mean exactly! If you want to avoid the cane on your pussy tonight, I advise you to try very hard indeed!”

Sally gazed after the men as they left, the heavy door slamming shut, then the sound of their footsteps as they went upstairs. She sat on the edge of the bed and closed her eyes. The tears flowed and she gripped the bedclothes as if the sheer force of her hands could somehow take her back to the real world. Please let it stop! Please! Let it all be a dream! Realising this last exhortation sounded horribly familiar, she blinked her eyes and looked around her. The red standby light on the television caught her eye.

Tim stretched his arms and reached for the suncream. He saw David half asleep on the beach chair and nudged him. “Put some of this on, you’ll be as red as a beetroot if you’re not careful!” The beach was packed. David took the cream and gave a low whistle. Tim followed his gaze. Only a few metres in front of them, two little girls were on their hands and knees, busy digging a hole in the sand, cute backsides in the air, stretching their thin swimming costumes. Tim laughed. “You know, Dave, I’m missing our little slave girl already!”

Sally writhed on the bed, rubbing the dildo over her tummy, then down to her thigh. Biting her lip, she looked straight at the camera and tried to smile. She knew what she had to do now. The dildo felt so big. Please let it go in easily, please! Opening her legs wider, she moved a little to the left. Letting her head fall back, she stroked her tiny nipples and rubbed the dildo against her pussy, making a sound she hoped was similar to the woman on the film. Her hand shook.

The young girl in the red thong ran past them for a third time. Dave looked at Tim and chuckled as his friend followed his lead and placed a small towel on his lap to hide the erection begging for attention. He looked at his watch. “How about a cold beer, then go home?” he suggested. Tim grunted his agreement. The girl suddenly stopped directly in front of him and bent over to pick up a shell. Tim groaned. “I think I need a bigger towel Dave!”

Sally stuck her rear end up higher and swayed from side to side. Her face, now hidden from the camera was blotchy from crying. The dildo had been painful. The woman on the film had pushed hers all the way in. Sally gripped the bedclothes. She’d only managed to get hers in halfway. It wasn’t fair-it just wasn’t fair! Surely the men wouldn’t punish her too much-would they? She had tried so hard, but it was just too painful. She’d try and make up for it now. Keeping the large butt-plug tightly in her right hand, she started to push it between her buttocks and into her tight little anus. It felt so horrible! A sob escaped her lips as she pushed harder. In a bit more-just a bit more-please! The butt-plug was still only halfway in. Sally grimaced as she pushed again, the widest part of the plug stretching her bum-hole more than ever. She couldn’t do it, it was just impossible. Perhaps in a minute. Gathering all her strength, she widened her legs and prepared to p ush again. Suddenly she heard a beeping sound and looked round at the camera. The red light had gone off. She was too late!

Tim and Dave watched spellbound as a small group of naked girls ran past them for the third time, playing some infantile version of catch. One of them turned and glanced for a second straight at the men, her hand on her pussy. To her eyes, just two men, probably fast asleep. Two pairs of eyes followed her every move, well hidden behind sunglasses. “You know Dave” whispered Tim, without turning his head. “I think we really should have two slave-girls. How about it?” David yawned. “Good idea” he replied after a brief pause. As if reading his friend’s mind, he continued hurriedly. “Not now of course! Perhaps next year. Properly planned, everything thought through in detail, no trail left to follow…” Tim sighed. He knew his friend well enough by now to appreciate his logical train of thought and meticulous attention to detail. Dave was right of course, but he was determined that next time they’d have double the pleasure!

Sally watched the film again. She’d showered as instructed and had sat on the bed to watch the second cassette. It wasn’t long, only fifteen minutes at the most. Her eyes were riveted on the woman, or more precisely, what the woman was doing with her mouth. One minute later and the woman was doing something else. For the second time, Sally’s eyes widened in a mixture of horror and fascination. The woman seemed to be enjoying it. The man’s thing was going right inside her private hole-her pussy! Sally shivered and instinctively put her hand on her soft pubic mound. Looking round she saw the strange clothes the man had left on the chair. She had to put them on and get ready for her masters. She’d try so hard to do it right-she had to. Part of her brain tried to tell her it was hopeless, there was no way the man’s thing could go inside her, but that was something she didn’t want to even think about – for the moment.

Coming back in the car they’d agreed that David should use the girl first, while Tim had a look at the recording the girl was supposed to have made. Entering the girl’s room, they both stood transfixed by the spectacle awaiting them. The little girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, nervously staring at the floor. David chuckled. It had been his idea to leave her a simple drawing of how to wear the clothes, and she’d obviously followed the instructions well. Her immature breasts were hidden in a thin white lace bra. From the waist, a short white skirt, then thin stockings. David lifted her chin gently. A bit of rouge on her cheeks, red lipstick. The girl swallowed and licked her lips, trying hard to look like the woman in the film.

“Right, I’ll leave you two love birds alone for a while” said Tim, grinning, picking up the video camera. “I think I’ll just go and watch this.” He winked at David. “Call me when it’s my turn.”

David watched the door close and sat on the bed. The girl rose and stood in front of him. She had to do what the woman did in the film. She must! Slowly, she removed her small bra. Taking his left hand in hers, she placed it against her right breast- or at least the bud that would one day grow into a breast.

Her lips touched his and she ran her tongue awkwardly between them. David stroked her hair gently, his hand coaxing her young nipples until they hardened. His pulse quickened. His penis was pushing his swimming trunks out like a tent. “Skirt and stockings off!” he ordered, pulling off his trunks. A shower of sand fell to the floor. Carefully, the nervous girl removed her suspenders, then her girdle, stockings and skirt. Remembering how the woman had done it, she turned and bent over to place them on the floor sticking her bum up as high as she could and wiggling her hips. David exhaled sharply at the sight of the young girl clad only in a tight thong.

“I think that bottom of yours needs a good spanking-don’t you?” he asked, as she stood up. Sally tried to smile. “Oh yes please sir. Please spank me sir!” The woman in the film had enjoyed it, she remembered. How could anyone enjoy being spanked? The man pulled her gently across his lap. A tear fell from her eye. She felt him caress her buttocks, then pull her cheeks apart. Her thong was pulled to one side. A finger stroked her anus and she flinched. Almost imperceptibly, he started to spank her, very softly at first, then slowly becoming harder. Something hard was sticking into her tummy. She could guess what that was!

David sighed with satisfaction at the large red posterior on his lap. “Just a few hard ones now” he said, stroking her buttocks lovingly. “I don’t want to hear a sound from you-or we’ll continue with the paddle!” Sally grit her teeth as he spanked her much harder. The slaps reverberated round the room. Then it was over. He lifted her off his lap and looked at her tight thong, digging into her pussy. “I think we can take that off now.” Standing meekly to attention she tried not to tremble as he slid it down and off. Her eyes fell on his stiff penis pointing straight at her and she swallowed.

Lying down on the bed, David waited. The girl hesitated for a second before slowly climbing on top, facing the bottom of the bed and placing her knees each side of his head. Strong hands gripped her thighs and pushed them further apart.. She felt the man hold her bottom and pull it back slightly. Suddenly, she jumped. He was kissing her-there! A tongue brushed her pussy lips and Sally gasped as if electrocuted. Aware of what she was meant to be doing, she lay down over his body and took his penis in her hand. David altered his position slightly. In a second she had it in her hot mouth, teasing the end, while her fingers ran along the shaft, then circled his balls.

His tongue darted rhythmically over her little clitoris and he felt the girl’s breathing get faster. Her mouth teased his throbbing cock and he felt himself getting close to climax. No, not yet, he thought, lifting her thighs to one side. On his command, the girl changed her position and straddled his hips, facing him. She gasped as the man’s strong hands held her waist. His penis touched her pussy and she froze. David surveyed the scared little girl and smiled. “You know what to do, don’t you!” he whispered, pushing his swollen member against her glistening pussy lips. “Lower yourself onto it nice and slowly and move up and down.” He saw the fear in her eyes and sighed. “I can assure you it won’t hurt as much as the cane and that’s just what you’ll get on that sticky little pussy of yours if you don’t take my cock in all the way!”

The reminder of a caning on her pussy did the trick and he closed his eyes as the little girl lowered herself carefully onto his stiff cock. Two inches disappeared inside her and he groaned with pleasure. Sally bit her lip and whimpered quietly. She moved her hips up and down, trying to ease more of the man’s penis inside her tight vagina. David felt himself very close to orgasm, but was determined to come only when deep inside. Gripping her hips, he pulled her down hard, thrusting himself up between her legs. Sally screamed with pain as his cock penetrated deeper, tearing her delicate hymen and stretching the narrow preteen vagina. Oblivious to her screams, he thrust up again and again till his cock was fully inside her. Pulling her down hard, he shook with ecstasy as orgasm gripped his body, his semen shooting deep into her. He felt her tears dropping on his stomach and wiped her eyes with his hand. “Hey, it’s all over-I’ve finished” he said, stroking her cheek. “You’ve just had your very first real fuck!” He laughed at the look on her face. “Now, suck me clean, then go and have a quick shower!”

He closed his eyes again as the girl licked and sucked his penis, her tears falling all over his groin. Pulling up his trunks, he grunted with satisfaction. That had been good – very good!

The exhausted girl walked gingerly to the shower, her hand pressed hard against her pubic area. What had he done to her? It had been so painful-like something tearing her up inside. Please, no more, please – oh please just let her rest!

Hearing the man’s order to be quick, she returned in a few minutes and stood still while he dressed her again in the same clothes. “My, you look sexy!” he said when he’d finished. “Now wait here on the bed while I go and tell the other master you’re ready for him.”

Sally’s face turned white. The other man was going to…. Was going to …do it to her? The room spun as she looked up in terror. That horrible man and his enormous…thing? How would she be able…how would it fit inside her…how…? David grinned. “You don’t want to leave him out surely?” he asked in mock astonishment. “You know how much he’s been looking forward to fucking you. I think you should be grateful he’s showing so much interest in that hot little pussy of yours!” He paused at the door and winked at her. “If you really want to put him in a good mood, why don’t you ask him very nicely to cane you first? You know he likes that, and perhaps he’ll be easier on you if he sees you making an effort.”

Sally stood immobile as the door closed, numb with shock. Blinking her eyes, as if just woken from a dream, she went through to the main room, picked up the cane from the table and brought it back into her bedroom. She laid it gingerly on the bed and sat down to wait. She didn’t have to wait long.

“Well, are we going to thrash her bum-hole or not?” asked David, pouring the last of the wine into Tim’s glass. Tim grinned at his friend and nodded. “Of course” he answered, wiping his mouth. He switched on the close circuit television. “Just let her finish cleaning the shower and we’ll go and start.”

It was two hours since Tim had fucked the little girl and he was still joking about it. “I must say it was a nice surprise when she asked me to cane her” he said, licking his lips. “Really put me in the mood!” He laughed. “Shame I wasn’t able to get my cock in all the way, but she was most apologetic and promised she’d try harder next time.” He laughed again, remembering how she’d screamed. “Good thing is, she seems to have finally realised just what we want from her. I think she’ll accept her punishments a little more readily now. She knows she failed her film test and I left her in no doubt of the consequences. She begged me to let her try again tomorrow. Shall we?” David nodded. “Good idea” he muttered, watching the girl on the screen. “We’ll have to think of something a bit different this time.” Tim chuckled. “I can’t wait to see what you’ve got in mind!”

In the basement, Sally finished polishing the chrome taps in the shower and quickly took the cloth back to the bucket in the corner. Without stopping for an instant, she turned to the collection of straps and whips on the table and started wiping them carefully with another rag. Every few seconds she dipped the rag in a small tub of oil that the men had said was important for protecting the leather. She glanced nervously at the camera in the corner. The men had given her clear instructions that she was not to stop working for one second. She felt sure they were watching even now and pushed herself up more on her toes. She had to be obedient. She had to do whatever they said-anything to stop them hurting her too much!

The small white cotton thing they’d put in her pussy felt as if it was going to fall out. She didn’t dare touch it herself! They’d said it was there to soak up the blood and the steroid cream they’d pushed up there. She looked down and stifled a sob. That was another thing. They’d said they were getting tired of her incessant crying and would give her even more to cry about if she didn’t stop.

Gingerly she picked up a thin riding whip and started to wipe the soft strip of leather at the end. The men had shown her this just before they left. She knew she’d be feeling this on her bum-hole very soon. A few of the whips and canes, she’d never seen before and she swallowed nervously as she wondered where the men intended to use them.

The door opened and the men entered. She saw David was carrying a small bag and she shivered. What now? Please no more dildos! She opened her legs wider, hoping to please them.

Tim laughed and pointed to a small vaulting horse standing amid a pile of old sports equipment. “Bring that over here girl!” Sally obeyed without hesitation. The men watched her in amusement as she dragged the heavy piece of equipment to the middle of the room, taking care to remain on her toes all the time.

“I’m sure you remember what we said earlier” announced Tim, smiling cruelly. “What are we going to do now?”

Sally bowed her head and tried hard not to cry. “Punish my bottom hole sir” a small voice whispered. “Yes” said Tim picking up the riding whip and flexing it in his hands. “The problem is, we’re not sure of the best position to put you in. I had thought of using the same position for your pussy whippings, but your other master here thinks that you should lie over this so your bum-hole is presented at the correct angle.” Tim’s eyes narrowed. “You do agree that your bum-hole needs thrashing-don’t you?”

Sally bit her lip. She wanted desperately to sob and plead with the men to leave her alone. What could she do-really?

“Y..yes sir” she replied after a few seconds.

“What?”

“M..my bum-hole needs thrashing sir” Tim nodded. “Good girl.” He pointed to the vaulting horse. “Over you go!”

Sally leant over the old vaulting horse. The smell of the padded leather top was strong. “No, right over!” she heard Tim order. David gently held her waist and lifted her over until her feet were off the ground. “Just got to get your bottom in the right position” he whispered, patting her left buttock.

Tim watched as his friend positioned the girl so her bum was sticking up. A long belt was used to secure the girl to the horse. Sally sobbed quietly as he pulled her legs wide apart, tying her ankles to the thick wooden legs.

Pausing for a second to admire the view, David opened the bag he’d brought and took out a collection of cords and different types of adhesive tape. “Reckon the surgical tape should be the best” he muttered, cutting long strips.

Tim had to hold the cords along the edge of the girl’s buttocks while David stuck them firmly in place with the tape. The cords stuck on each buttock were then attached to a metal ring on each side and given to the girl to hold.

“There you are!” announced David triumphantly. “She pulls the rings down and the cords pull her buttocks apart. “Go on girl, pull them down more!”

Sally grasped each ring and pushed them down in front of her. The tape held and she moaned in embarrassment as her bum cheeks were pulled apart. She felt the air wafting over her bum hole.

“A bit more!” Tim ordered. He ran his finger over her puckered little anus and laughed as she flinched. He explored the newly uncovered area between her buttocks. “I had no idea you were hiding so much from us!” he said jokingly.

The blood soaked tampon suddenly fell from her pussy. He picked it up and threw it in the bin. “I didn’t give you permission to get rid of that yet!” he said menacingly, winking at David. He paused and stroked her pussy lips gently. “I think we’ll have to try this for your pussy whipping as well” he continued, examining her privates closely. “I’m sure we can pull those pussy lips apart as well.”

Sally sobbed as his finger explored every crevice. What had he said about her pussy? She tried not to cry out as his finger pushed deeper. Suddenly he removed his hand and she felt the tip of the cruel riding whip tapping her anus. For a few seconds there was silence. The whip was raised. She waited, her sweaty hands holding the two rings tightly. The men watched her puckered anus twitch as if impatient for the punishment to start.

The first stroke landed right on target and the little girl screamed as the leather tip seared her bumhole. Her hips writhed as the pain spread through her body. This was awful! Nerves that had never been stimulated suddenly found their dark environment invaded. Tim laughed as she sought to control her gyrations.

He tapped her now-pink anus with the whip. “Keep still girl! You’ve got five more to come!” He waited till the girl had quietened down. The next four strokes landed on the newly exposed flesh between her buttocks, turning it a bright red. David chuckled. He checked the tape was still stuck firmly to her buttocks and prodded her sweaty anus. “Come on, pull your cheeks apart a bit more!” he ordered. He watched her shaking hands pull the cords down. Tim raised the whip and slashed it down hard right on top of her hole. The effect was electric! The men watched fascinated as the little girl writhed in agony, her tight anus opening and closing as if to waft itself cooler.

Sally had never believed that pain could emanate from such a place. Her tears rolled down the vaulting horse and fell on the floor. Part of her brain managed to keep the cords pulled down tight. She hadn’t been told yet that the punishment was over.

They allowed her a few minutes to calm down, their eyes following every jerk, every spasm as they surveyed her sweaty body. Eventually, Tim spoke. “Okay girl, you may stand.”

Sally felt David untying her legs and slowly slid down off the horse. Her bumhole felt red hot and she cried out as her feet touched the ground. Remembering her orders, she immediately raised herself onto her toes and moved her legs further apart. The relief that this position afforded her was rather a surprise and she spread her legs even further, relieved at the feel of air between her buttocks.

Tim laughed. “Well, I must say, I’m rather pleased with this form of punishment.” He looked at David. “What do you think?” David grinned. “Yes, I have to agree with you. The good thing is, all the marks are hidden and her bum stays lily white!”

They both laughed. Her bum looked anything but white! Sally stayed on her toes, her buttocks clenching and unclenching. She desperately wanted to rub herself but didn’t dare. Would they let her rest now? Please let them leave her alone for a while.

“I do think though, that she should have the cane next time” said Tim, his fingers running over the collection of implements. His hand fell on a thin cane that looked familiar. Sally felt sick. Wasn’t that the cane he’d used on her pussy? Surely they wouldn’t do that again. Please don’t let them…

Tim read her mind. “No, we’re not going to cane your pussy now.” He looked at David and laughed. “We’re saving that particular pleasure for later.” Then he looked at her seriously. “However, although you’ve been punished for your bad behaviour earlier, you haven’t yet been disciplined for your poor performance in front of the camera. Sally’s anxious eyes followed him as he fetched something from the cupboard. An old exercise mat. He quickly unrolled it and set it down on the floor.

“Half an hour of running on the spot, followed by stretching exercises. Come on girl, you need the exercise!” They watched with amusement as the chubby ten year old started jogging, her large buttocks and puppy fat wobbling up and down.

“We’re going for a quick bite to eat but we’ll be back in thirty minute” said Tim. He pointed to the camera. “We’ll be watching you every second. You stop for a second or slow down, and it’s the nipple clamps for you!”

Sally watched them leave and wiped the tears from her eyes. What were nipple clamps? A bead of sweat trickled down her cheek. At least she’d avoided another whipping so it wasn’t too bad, was it? She glanced up at the camera and ran a bit faster. Mustn’t give them any excuse. Mustn’t …She wiped the sweat away again. She was panting now. Always one of the slowest girls in PE she was decidedly unfit.

Tim watched the monitor and poured some more beer. “Look at that!” he said, laughing. “Only twenty minutes and she’s already exhausted!” David looked at the naked little girl bouncing up and down on the mat, small body glistening with sweat. “She’s definitely slowed down.” he muttered. “Just as well. I can’t wait to try out some of those nipple clamps.” Tim nodded and looked at the small box they’d found in one of the cupboards. He picked up a small plastic clamp. “Some of these look like clitoris clamps to me” he said, turning it over in his hand. The ones with the longer edges would be just right to use on her pussy lips!” David’s eyes widened. “Of course. Attach a thin cord and we can use them to keep her pussy open for punishment!” Tim drained his glass and looked at his watch. “Come on then.”