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Subject: {ASSM} Pooh Bear (M/f nc kidnap torture)
Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 01:10:09 -0500
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Pooh Bear by ehwolf

A sick little notion, not for underage readers or people who object to
reading non-consensual adult material. Consider yourself warned.

Ah, Victoria, is it? Oh, I'm sorry, Veronica. Not that it matters. So
nice to see you. I trust your stay with us has been pleasant so far .
. . well, not for you, of course. It's not likely to be a pleasant
stay for you. But I'm assuming your escort had a little fun with you
on the way here, and of course the guards will have enjoyed your body
some already. I see there are some lovely welts on your tits . . .
what did they use, the cat o' nine tails for that? Oh, of course, you
can't answer me with that enormous gag in your mouth. I imagine it
nearly choked you when the guards put it in last night. It's probably
the largest thing you've ever had in your mouth. But it's funny,
Virginia, after a few weeks with us you'll wish for that particular
model back again. It's our smallest one, believe it or not.
I imagine you're very stiff after being hung by your wrists like that
all night. Wow, the guards barely left enough slack for your toes to
touch the floor. A few more nights like that and you'll barely be able
to lower your arms. You'll be like Pooh Bear in that story with the
honey bees, remember? I like that. Maybe that's what we'll call you
while you're training here with us.
I see you remember Mr. Mercer, here, as your escort from yesterday.
Mr. Mercer is one of our `finders.' It's his job to locate appropriate
merchandise for our overseas buyers, and sometimes for domestic
special orders. His specialty is picking up runaways in bus stations,
which is where I'm told he found you. I'm sure this isn't what you had
in mind when you decided to leave dear mummy and daddy's house, is it?
Oh, well, the world is full of little surprises.
You may be interested to know, Pooh Bear, that you've just been
acquired by one of the world's largest private companies. We deal in a
number of commodities: drugs, pornography, and oh, yes, white slavery.
Of course that's just an expression - we've been known to acquire
slaves of all colours and shapes for specific orders, but mostly we
train and sell young white girls to the Orient and the Middle East.
Now, it'll be a day or two before we figure out exactly what we're
going to do with you, my young slave. You're not bad looking, but most
of our real high-rollers can afford absolute knockouts. I may have a
sheikh who would be willing to add you to his harem, but I'm thinking
a brothel placement may be more appropriate, perhaps somewhere in
Japan. Of course, you never know. We'll see how well your training
goes - you may have talent in an area we haven't seen yet.
Hmm, I see you've had your back warmed up as well . . . those look
like they came from a bullwhip. Very nice. Your skin marks very well,
and I'm told you're a good screamer. We have a lot of clients who
enjoy the screams of little white girls. Your eyes are lovely, Pooh
Bear. Big and blue. And such a baby face, too. You'll fetch good
money, although your body could use some work. We'll put you on an
exercise regime while you're here. We have some very creative
trainers. I'm also thinking I'd like to see those tits pierced, a nice
big chrome ring right at the base of each nipple. That way we can get
some weights hanging from there, a very effective training technique
as well as being very entertaining.
We'll also pierce that cunt of yours, but we'll wait a day or two
before we do that. It all depends where you're going, you see, what
exactly we do to you. If you're going to have just one user, sometimes
they like their cunts pierced with rings all the way down each labia
so they can run a dowel through all the rings and seal the cunt shut.
Other masters prefer the cunt pierced with a leather punch and metal
grommets attached, just like the lace holes on shoes. That way they
can effectively sew a cunt shut without having to re-pierce the skin
each time. Others simply prefer to actually use a needle and thread if
they want their slave's cunt sealed off for a time.
Darling Pooh Bear, I'm talking right now, so you need to stop that
whimpering. How are you going to know what's going on later if you're
not listening to me now?
Now, I'm just going over my notes from your first session with the
guards and I hear you tried to bite one of them when he stuck his cock
in your mouth. First of all, Pooh Bear, you must never bite a cock,
not ever. We'll let you get away with it this time - although when I
say `get away with it' I mean you will be punished, but it will be a
much lighter punishment than it would be for a more experienced slave.
But if I ever hear of your teeth so much as grazing a cock again, I'm
afraid those teeth of yours will have to come out.
You might think that a toothless slut wouldn't fetch a very good
price, mightn't you, darling? But you'd be surprised at how many
public dungeons like to acquire cunts whose teeth have been removed.
That way they don't have to be so cautious about how much injury they
inflict on a slut while she's sucking someone's cock: even if she
bites down, she won't do much damage.
We plan to leave your clit in place for the time being - if you're
going to be a torture slut for a hoard of sadists they'll want to use
it - but we will want to elongate it. Some individual masters prefer
to remove the clit and the cunt lips: they prefer the cunthole to be
immediately available to them without any chance of the slut enjoying
herself. But we don't do that here: we'll let your new master do that
if that's his desire. In the meantime we will start lengthening your
clit - we use vacuum pumps for that. We may do it to your tits as
well, although I'd say so far they're your best feature. They'll be
even better once we've got the rings in them. I do love to see a nice
pair of stretched-out, weighted tits.
If we decide to put the metal grommets in your cunt lips we'll be able
to hang weights from that, too. That'll be very pretty.
But that's a little ways down the road, Pooh Bear. Let me just tell
you about today's agenda. I understand you had your mouth fucked by
three men yesterday before your unfortunate decision to bite one of
them. That puts you a little behind schedule - we like to have our
slaves suck at least a dozen cocks a day, since at least for your
first week here you'll be on an all-sperm diet. You'll need as much
protein as you can get to keep your strength up - our training program
is very strenuous, and if you don't make it through our evaluation at
the end of the first week it's more than likely we'll sell you to a
local biker gang to use in one of their snuff videos. So you'll want
to try hard to please us, Pooh Bear.
But before you suck your quota of cock for this morning we'll get you
going on your training regimen. First we're going to stretch that
asshole of yours; it's decidedly too small. By the end of your six
weeks here you'll be able to take my fist inside your ass with no
lubrication. Not without pain, of course - it will be incredibly
painful for you - but it will fit.
So the first thing we'll do is fit you with an inflatable dildo. As
you can see it expands to quite a diameter. A little later today I'd
like to inflate it as much as possible while I've got my cock in your
cunt - such a lovely friction, one of my favourite sensations. Mr.
Mercer said you were a virgin when he fucked you in the van on the way
here, so I'm assuming your cunt will still be nice and tight. So many
of these runaways have been diddling Daddy or Big Brother for years so
their cunts are loose and flabby when they come to us. It's nice to
have one with low mileage.
But before we get to that we're going to let you down from those
chains so you can stretch a little. Oh, did I say so you can stretch?
How silly of me: I meant so we can stretch you. Mr. Mercer, would you
bring Pooh Bear over to the rack? It's quite medieval of us, and
there's not really any practical training application to us using it,
but I do so love to hear the screams of a helpless cunt as she's
stretched out, and we do still have to punish you for that little bite
you tried to take yesterday.
Oh, yes, of course. Thank you for reminding me. We'll hardly be able
to hear your screaming with that silly little gag, will we? Please
allow me to remove it for you.

by ehwolf (worthlesspainslut@hotmail.com). The author welcomes
comments, suggestions etc.

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