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Sara 2
Part 2
"Like we said before, we can do anything we want. And we want
to torture your clit." Vicky smiled as she continued. "Now,
little sister, it looks to me," and here she got a firm grip on
the thick bar through Sara's clit hood, "that the piece of flesh
that this bar is attached to is in our way. It's covering up
that nice clit of yours. So, we're gonna fix that little
problem. Of course, you won't be able to wear this bar anymore,
but that's not a problem. There are a few other places that
you'll have them."
Sara moaned in real fear and a bolt of lust shot through her
tired body. They were going to cut off her clit hood! She was
almost sick with fear, but her body trembled with the biggest
surge of lust she'd ever felt. She almost came from the thought
that her sister and her sister's friend, purely for their own
amusement, were going to cut off her clit hood just because they
wanted to make it easier to torture her clit! And the way her
head was fastened, they were going to make her watch the whole
thing. Sara moaned and came, white goo almost spurting out of
her tight fuck hole.
Jane knelt down with a small jar of clear liquid in her hand.
"This stuff," she said, "is either really great, or really awful
- depending on your point of view. You see, it's approved by the
FDA, but only for very special cases. Like life and death cases
or certain kinds of experiments. It's kinda special, but I'll
tell you about it later."
Naturally, Sara heard all this. However, the only thing her
mind would focus on was the fact that they were going to remove
her clit hood. As exciting as that thought was, she was vaguely
sorry. Her hood was quite sensitive and, like her clit, one of
the places that Vicky really liked to torture. She was going to
miss the searing pain of clamps, needles and hot liquids that
Vicky often subjected it to. Of course, now her clit would be
totally exposed, so perhaps this wouldn't be a bad thing after
all.
Jane looked at Vicky and said, "I assume that you'll do the
honors?"
"Hmmm, we can share. It's gonna take more than one cut."
Sara groaned. They were discussing slicing up her cunt and they
were so casual about it!
"Since you're the guest," said Vicky, "You can take this one."
They were now kneeling between Sara's wide spread thighs. Sara
couldn't see where they were talking about because they're heads
were in the way. Then she felt someone tugging on the clit hood
bar. "And I'll take this one."
"OK. I mean, she's your sister, so I understand if you want to
do it all."
Sara was going crazy with anticipation. She couldn't see
anything! Drool ran down her chin and onto her chest, sliding
down her beaten skin in a small runnel.
"No, no, you're a guest. Plus you brought some really cool
toys, so it's only fair that you do the first one."
"OK," replied Jane. "If you insist."
Sara was going nuts with the anticipation when the other two
girls moved back so that she could see her sex.
"Take a good look slave," said Vicky. "You're cunt's never
gonna look the same again."
Sara did look. Her sex was all red and puffy from arousal, not
to mention the recient beatings, and she could see thick, white
globs of cream sliding out of her tight hole. Her clit, despite
her fear, was thick and swollen with lust. She wondered what
she'd look like after the hood was gone. Strange, she though.
Sara was oddly calm, despite the lust and fear that flowed
through her as Jane approached her pussy with the scalpel.
"Now you listen," said Jane as she got a firm grip on the bar
through Sara's clit hood. "You're tied pretty good and this
chair's heavy. But if you go squirming too much, I'm gonna cut
your clit by accident. And we don't want that to happen, now do
we?"
Sara didn't respond, her eyes glued to the sharp blade that was
about to cut her skin. It didn't move.
"Do we!?" repeated Jane.
That got Sara's attention. She shook her head no.
"Good. Now here it comes. And I promise you - if I catch you
looking away, we will cut off your clit."
Sara's eyes were glued to the scalpel as it got closer and
closer to the skin that was being stretched by Jane's firm grip
on the bar. The edge of the scalpel finally rested on the skin
at the top of the bar. Sara could feel the blade as it entered
her skin and started to slice through it toward her mons,
widening the hole that the piercing bar was through. At first,
it didn't hurt, the scalpel was too sharp. Jane continued to cut
until the hood was vertically split all the way to where the skin
met at the top of Sara's pussy.
Sweat poured off her skin. The cut was starting to hurt. Then
some of her sweat dropped right into the fresh cut and the
burning started. Pain set in and it really, really hurt. She
tried not to move but it hurt more than she'd though it would and
she jerked as another drop of sweat fell. Fortunately, Jane had
already removed the scalpel. They watched her squirm - she
couldn't move very much, and waited for her to calm down. She
did, whimpering in a low voice.
Jane handed the scalpel to Vicky and said, "Your turn."
Vicky took it with a gleam of lust in her eyes. "Oh yeah. This
is so hot." She knelt down and looking up at her sister's face
she said, "Does it hurt?"
Sara jerked as another drop of sweat burned the cut - a tear
dripped from one eye. She moaned and nodded at her sister.
Vicky smiled and got a good grip on the bar that was still
trapped in the clit hood. Sara moaned again, her skin finally
reacting fully to the cut. Vicky used the bar to stretch Sara's
hood, then slowly sliced downward, splitting the protective hood
vertically in half and freeing the piercing bar. Sara screamed,
her sensitive hood sending spasms of pain through her body. She
couldn't believe that she could be this aroused and not be
cuming. She'd never felt anything like it before.
Sara couldn't tear her eyes away from her cunt. Both Jane and
Vicky had their fingers in their cunts stroking the wet flesh as
the watched Sara's reaction to what they'd done to her. Blood
was seeping freely from the cut, and Sara's thick clit was
completely revealed.
Sara had tears running down her face and was panting. Drool ran
freely from the bit gag to drip on her belly and slide down her
bare, sweaty mons. Jane bent down and grabbed Sara's outer cunt
lips and pulled them apart. This caused the teen to try and
squirm as the pain from her cut hood increased. More blood
flowed and mixed with the lubricant that Sara was leaking.
Jane looked up at the girl. "If you think that hurt, you're
mistaken. We've only just started with the real torture."
Sara was whimpering and wishing Jane would run her finger over
her newly exposed clit. She knew that she'd cum in a second.
She also knew that they weren't going to let her cum that easily,
if at all.
Vicky handed Jane a small jar. It had some thick fluid in the
bottom and an official looking label on it.
"Like I said," said Jane, "I got this from the hospital. Of
course, I'm not supposed to have it. But we have a bunch of
samples because they want us to evaluate it." She got a small,
soft brush and dipped it in the open jar, swirling the liquid
around. "It's called Quik-Heal and it's interesting stuff," she
continued. "Once put on a wound, it stops the bleeding almost
immediately and helps it heal real fast-like in half the time.
The cut never gets infected and it doesn't scar." She grinned.
"That's the upside. The down side is that when it heals, the
nerves are real sensitive and stay that way. I hear it's being
used right now to see if they can fix damaged nerves with it."
She began painting the stuff on the open wound of the split
hood. At first it felt cool and eased the pain a bit. Sara, in
some distant part of her lust crazed mind, realized that they
weren't going to remove her clit hood. They'd just split it to
get better access to her clit. As Jane stood up, the cut skin
started to feel a little warm.
"The other down side," said Jane with a sadistic gleam in her
eye, "is that in a few minutes, that's gonna hurt worse than
anything you've ever felt. The test people said that it feels
like your skin's being peeled off. So now, we're only allowed to
use it on people who are under general anesthesia."
"Don't worry though," said Jane as she patted the wild eyed
teen's face. "They say the pain lasts less than an hour."
The burning increased and in minutes even more sweat began to
pour from Sara's skin. She started to struggle in her bonds and
her soft whimpers turned to screams. It wasn't long before she
was screaming in earnest. Jane and Vicky lay in front of the
girl and leisurely sucked and licked each other's cunts while
enjoying Sara's suffering. All the girls were soaked with sweat.
It was just over 100 degrees in the attic room and very, very
humid.
Sara, of course, was suffering the most. Sweat dripped from her
as she writhed in agony. This hurt worse than anything she'd
ever felt. To make it worse, she was forced to look at her
sliced clit hood by the straps that held her bit gag to the
cincher belt. Drool poured from her mouth, but she was unable to
do anything but sit there and absorb the pain. It didn't turn to
pleasure - exactly, but somehow she was getting pleasure from it.
This was what she wanted. No pleasure, only pain. She thought
that if it got just a bit worse, she might actually cum from it.
This was what she had wanted, craved. Any slut could cum from
pleasure; she wanted to be able to cum from pain and pleasure.
After a while, her screams died down. The burning began to
recede and her sister and Jane started to notice her again.
Vicky knee walked over to where Sara was bound and began to run
her tongue up her side to her armpit, capturing the small stream
of sweat that was running down the girl's body. Jane smiled and
got behind Vicky, spreading her ass cheeks and licking the salty
crack, her tongue pushing into Vicky's shit hole.
"Now, now," smiled Vicky. "You don't want to ruin things for
later. I really have to go, you know."
Jane moved her tongue lower and as Vicky licked and sucked her
sister's sweaty armpit, Jane caught a large glob of cunt slime on
her tongue and swallowed it. Eventually Vicky released the bit
gag then removed it from Sara's mouth and she could put her head
up. She did, stretching aching muscles, rotating her neck. Her
shoulders ached from her arms being tied above her head for so
long. Jane and Vicky continued to lick the salty sweat from
Sara's thighs, licking and sucking the mix of sweat and drool
from her belly. Jane finally got up and grabbed a bottle of
Gatorade.
"Drink up. We don't want you to get dehydrated and pass out on
us. There's SO much more for us to do!"
Sara wondered what else they could do to her. But she sucked
down as much of the liquid as she could because she didn't know
when they'd let her drink again. Jane let her drink, then pulled
the bottle away.
"Well, time for more fun," said Jane running her fingers over
the cuts on Sara's clit hood. She flinched, but the pain was far
less than it had been and it had left a warm glow of feeling that
Sara found very sexy. As she spread Sara's cunt lips wide with
her fingers, she said to Vicky, "Wow! We've got total access to
her clit now. That's gonna make things pretty easy."
Vicky leaned forward looking at it and said, "God that looks so
hot. Her clit's got nothing to protect it." She stopped for a
moment. "I guess that's good for now, but what if it gets less
sensitive?"
Jane smiled, "Don't worry. I got a plan to keep that from
happening. Besides, it's not like it's gonna happen right away
anyway."
"Yeah, you're right. So what's next?"
Jane put a finger, which smelled strongly of Vicky's asshole,
across her lips and said, "Shhh. We don't want to ruin her
surprise."
Sara was refitted with the bit gag and put in the same position
as before. Then Jane got out something that Sara hadn't seen.
"This was modified by some sadistic person. It's sort of like a
sound, but when you twist this, the end expands so you can't get
it out. Plus it's metal, so there are other things you can do
with it."
Sara recognized it. It was a urethral sound like what they'd
used to fuck her piss hole with before. But this one was thicker
and she saw that when Jane twisted a small knob, the metal at the
other end opened up wider. She guessed that if that happened it
would be a lot harder to pull out. They lubed the metal and
Vicky started to fuck Sara's piss hole with it. This was quite
painful, but Sara was getting into it. Finally, the metal was
seated in her bladder and Vicky twisted the end. That really
hurt, since it must have been resting inside against something
when it started to expand. Plus, she'd already needed to pee
before they'd inserted the thing. Now, not only did her bladder
feel full, but it almost felt like she was pissing. Just without
the relief of actually emptying her bladder.
Vicky held up Jane's panties. They'd tied some string to them
and attached them so that the filthy, crusted crotch was centered
over Sara's nose and mouth. Every breath she took smelled of
Jane - her sweat, her cum and her urine. Despite the fact that
dirty cunts were her sister's thing, the smells aroused Sara
because she was used to being gagged with her own dirty panties,
then sexually aroused and used. The strong smells had become
linked to sexual arousal and Sara realized again that her body
was being trained by her sister to react to perversion with
sexual arousal.
Jane then took a pair of piercing clamps and attached it near
the top of one of her outer labia. She got a good amount of skin
in the clamp making sure that the piercing would be quite deep.
When Sara saw the size of the piercing needle her nipples got
harder and she started panting. This was gonna really hurt.
Jane and Vicky took turns sliding the thick needle, then 8 gauge
rings through the six holes they made in her outer labia - three
to a side. They never touched her clit, never gave her any
pleasurable stimulation at all. They slowly made each hole with
a needle that was a bit smaller than the diameter of the ring,
then forced each ring through the hole. It hurt like hell, but
Sara ate it up. There were no tears this time - not after the
pain she'd endured from the cuts to her hood.
Still she was panting and hurting quite a bit when they
finished. Vicky looked at her and smiled.
"Not too bad a job. When it all heals up, we'll put one bar
through each set of holes. That'll keep your slut cunt closed
unless I want to use it." Her grin got wider. "Oh yeah, " she
said reaching for the jar of liquid, "Don't wanna forget this.
After all, we want these to heal fast with no infection."
Sara began to pant and moan from anticipation. She was still
bleeding from the piercings, and since she'd already experienced
how bad that stuff hurt before, she figured that it was really
gonna hurt now. She was right. They slowly painted each ring
with Quik-Heal and rotated them through the new holes, coating
the inside of the piercings. Sara was howling when they
finished.
By the time the pain had died down, Sara had her first orgasm
from pain alone. It was a small one, but it had felt amazing.
Still, she feared what kind of pain it would take to give her a
harder orgasm.
"Gee, I'm kinda hungry," said Jane, knowing that Sara would be
almost starving by this time. "Let's go grab some food and give
our little pain slut some time to recover. After all, it
wouldn't do to have her go numb - especially with the grand
finale that we have planned."
Sara was still a little lost in her own world and she didn't
think about that until the other girls left. She stayed in the
heat, her cunt burning from the piercings, staring at the metal
rings that had been forced through her sensitive labia. She
began to get aroused again just thinking about all the uses those
rings could be put to. Then she started thinking about what Jane
had said just before they left and wondered what else they could
do to her.
The girls came back a little while later, commenting on just how
hot it was in the attic. This was not news to Sara who'd been
suffering in it all this time. Vicky removed the panties from
Sara's face. Sara's sweat and drool had softened the scummy
crust in the crotch and it was smeared on her face and lips.
Vicky took care of that by licking the yellowish cream off her
sister. Once again Sara was given something to drink even though
her full bladder was protesting. She wondered when they'd let
her pee.
"Well little slut. We have one more thing to do before we move
outside for tonight's entertainment. I'm sure you're gonna love
it." Vicky was smiling at her sister.
Vicky got out the tube and pump that she used to pump Sara's
clit every day. She attached the pump to a hose that was
slightly smaller in diameter than the one she usually used. Sara
watched all this, her small body jerking with sensation as her
clit was finally played with. Vicky was good though, and quickly
attached the tube, skillfully keeping her sister from coming to
orgasm. When she finished, Jane handed her another piercing
needle, somewhat thinner than the one they'd used on her cunt
lips. It wouldn't be any fun if they damaged the nerves in her
clit. Damaged nerves couldn't feel pain.
Sara watched, wide eyed as her sister pulled on the tube
attached to her clit. Then, as far toward the base as she could
reach - very far since there was no longer a hood in the way,
Vicky slid the needle through the thirteen year old's sensitive
sex organ.
Of all the things that had been done so far, this hurt the
worst. Sara couldn't thrash, but she screamed loudly as her
sister slowly pushed the needle through the center of her sexual
pleasure. It was almost enough to make her have an orgasm.
But her mouth got dry and she started to whimper when Jane
handed Vicky a short barbell for the piercing. She'd liberally
coated it with Quik-Heal. Sara didn't think she could take the
pain from this.
Vicky bent down and looked into her sister's eyes, which were
showing fear at last. "OK slut, I want you to think on this.
You begged me months ago to hurt your clit so bad that you
wouldn't be able to feel pleasure for at least a day. Well, this
is just the start of what you wanted. Think about that while
you're suffering. We have a few more things planned that we
think are going to hurt even more. Eventually, we won't be able
to touch your clit with out you screaming in pain. You'll beg us
not to touch it, but the stimulation won't stop until we decide
to stop it."
Vicky slid the bar into the hole in Sara's clit as she slid out
the needle. Sara shook and shuddered at the odd feeling of the
bar sliding through her cliterous. It made weird feelings of
pain and pleasure coil in the pit of her stomach. It was like
her body didn't know if she should cum or scream. Vicky removed
the hose from Sara's clit adding to the sensations as her clit
enclosed the piercing bar. It wasn't long before the burning
started.
Sara screamed. Then she came. A huge orgasm that almost caused
her to pass out. There was no pleasure in it, just intense
sensations. She couldn't think, she could only feel. It hurt so
bad she started to get lightheaded and the world closed in around
her. Nothing mattered but the nerves that were designed for
sexual pleasure sending signals to her brain that made her cum.
Since the hole through her clit wasn't too big, there wasn't a
lot of surface area for the Quik-Heal to effect, so oddly the
pain didn't last too long. But it was intense. Jane and Vicky
were frigging each other and far gone in their own orgasms,
spurred by Sara's screams. Eventually, Sara felt like she was
floating, the sexual center of her body throbbing. Each pulse
carrying enough juice to almost give her another orgasm, but not
quite. So each beat of her heart caused the throbbing of her
clit to tease her brains out. When the other two finally noticed
her, she was even more aroused than before
from the constant teasing. And it wasn't something she could
escape since her clit was throbbing in time with her heart.
The other girls noticed that Sara was a bit quiet and they
checked on her. Her eyes were closed into slits of pleasure as
her body twitched in time with her heartbeat. She was panting
and sort of purring, her voice husky from all the screaming.
"Wow, she's pretty out of it," said Vicky. In truth, she'd
never seen anything like it. Jane had though. She knew what
subspace was - she'd been there many times herself.
"Yeah, she's into it. I think that we should do the rest inside
though. I don't know if we have anything that'll gag her enough
to keep the neighbors from noticing the noise."
Vicky thought about that for a minute. "Yeah, your probably
right. Can't have the neighbors callin' the cops. They'd never
understand. What do we do about her now though?"
Jane walked over to Sara and removed the bit gag, then pulled up
the teen's head. Sara's eyes opened and actually focused onher.
Jane grinned and Sara smiled weakly. "Intense huh?"
Sara tried to speak, but her throat was dry. So she nodded.
The girls gave her water.
"Since you screamed so loud on this last one, we're gonna have
to keep you inside for the finale. Kind of a bummer, but you're
too loud."
"I'm sorry Mistress," came the husky voice. "I didn't know I
wasn't supposed to scream."
"Well you can scream all you want up here, but we don't want you
doing it outside," said Vicky.
"I...I promise that I can keep quiet Mistress. I don't want to
spoil your plans."
Vicky thought about it. "Alright slut. If you don't make a
single sound between now and when we're ready for the next phase,
we'll do it outside," Vicky said.
Sara closed her mouth and nodded. With out warning, Jane, who
had picked up a belt, snapped the end right on Sara's open cunt.
Her eyes opened wide with shock, but the only sound she made was
a slight gasp.
"Hmmm. Not bad. But it's gonna get much worse than that. Vicky
dear, hand me that jar. No, not the Quik-Heal, the other one.
Yeah, that's it." She held this jar up in front of Sara. "Now
this stuff is really nasty. It's a type of acid used to remove
venereal warts. Or rather, they used to. It removes the warts,
but makes any skin it touches really sore for about a day.
Unlike you, most women don't like their cunts to hurt. Now I'm
gonna put some of it on that wonderful clitty of yours.
Things'll start to get real sore in an hour or so, and after
about two it'll really hurt. I know - I've had it used on me.
Not for warts, just cuz my owner wanted to make me suffer. After
all you've been through - not to mention the rest of what you're
gonna go through, I guarantee that you're gonna get your wish.
That little clitty of yours won't be very fun to touch for the
next several days."
Sara didn't think anything could hurt more than what she'd
already been though. Jane took a Q-tip and dipped it in the
acid. She deliberately coated Sara's entire clit with it, making
sure to get only her clit. After all, that was what Sara wanted
tortured the most. Once again they left and went down stairs.
At first, Sara didn't feel anything. She actually got a little
board, although her body was humming with sexual energy. Her
whole cunt was throbbing from all that she had endure, but the
pain sort of snuck up on her. It didn't just crash into her body
like the Quik-Heal had. After awhile she noticed she was trying
to move her hips. Her clit was throbbing again and was starting
to feel really sore. By the time Jane and Vicky returned, the
soreness was more pronounced. Her clit felt raw. Jane reached
for the new clit bar and tugged. Sara jumped. That really hurt!
"Good," said Jane, "I see it's working. Remember, no matter
what, no sounds out of you. Unless you think you're gonna die or
something. If you can make it until it's time for us to go
outside, then we'll do everything outside. Got it?"
Sara nodded her head. The attached a six ounce spiked weight
with a very short chain to the bar though the new clit piercing.
Initially, since she was lying down, the spikes rested on the
soft open inner cunt lips and the entrance to her hole. They
release her hands and she let them down, almost groaning in
relief since they'd been locked above her head for hours, and
made her get on all fours. Now the spikes prickled her outer
lips and thighs. They made her crawl downstairs which really
hurt. Her clit was getting more sore by the minute and that damn
weight pulled and tugged it. Plus as she made her awkward way
down the stairs, the thing swung around sticking her thighs and
mons. The sweat on her body made the pinpricks sting. She
didn't notice that too much though, as the pain in her clit kept
building.
Once she was downstairs, they made her stand in the middle of
the kitchen, then hooded her. Someone started tugging at the
plug in her urethra, then slowly pulled the thing out. That
distracted her from her clit, even though she was pretty sure
that they'd made the end smaller so they could take it out. A
torrent of piss followed. It sounded like it was being caught in
a bowl.
Jane and Vicky puttered around the kitchen making themselves
dinner. Sara was ignored, left in her personal darkness as her
clit hurt more and more. She was used to being slowly tortured
by her sister, who would do things that would hurt more over
time. Like being tied tightly in a strenuous position and left
there for hours as her muscles cramped and ached for release.
But she'd never had her clit slowly tortured like that, and it
was making her want to do something. She didn't know what. It
itched, it burned and was just plain sore - and getting more so
all the time. It was torture because the peak of pain that she
needed for an orgasm was denied her. Just a constant, slowly
building pain. She squirmed a bit and almost immediately felt
the lash of a cane across her ass.
Her breath exploded from her mouth, but she made no sound other
than that. Again the cane landed and she knew from experience
that she was bleeding.
"I don't wanna see you moving at all, understand?" asked Vicky.
Sara nodded her head.
Again the cane cut her skin, this time across her belly, raising
a welt that Sara was sure was bleeding.
It was. Jane was kicked back in a chair, one bare, dirty foot
on the kitchen table, frigging her cunt watching Vicky cane her
sister. There was a half empty glass of Sara's piss by her
elbow. At one point, Vicky came over and started licking the
dirt off Jane's sweaty foot, then went back to caning her sister.
Jane was in heaven. Sara was a dream, standing there, silently
suffering (and Jane knew how much that damned acid would be
hurting her by now) the caning from her sister. Her skin was now
marked in many places from being whipped during the day. Her
thin body covered with sweat that she could smell from where she
sat. The mostly flat chest with her long, thick, very hard
nipples also had one or two places that bled. And her cunt was
something Jane wished she could slide her tongue into. She
couldn't believe the amount of sticky, white lube that Sara was
leaking. The lips were swollen and her thighs had pinpricks of
blood from contacts with the spikes. And her clit!
Jane longed to wrap her lips around it, biting and licking it,
driving the girl's thin body to orgasm after orgasm.
She didn't dare do that. For one, it was against what she and
Vicky had decided they were going to do, and for another, she
really didn't want that acid on her tongue. She did get on her
knees as Vicky opened another cut on her sister's concave belly
and start licking the blood from Sara's thighs. She almost came
from that. She remembered Vicky telling her that she'd caned
Sara like this before. Jane still didn't believe her since
before they started on her today, there wasn't a mark on her
body. Not one single scar.
Finally, the girls were satisfied that Sara wouldn't scream
outside. Jane was flatly amazed and even Vicky, who knew what
kind of suffering Sara could take, was surprised.
It was dusk by the time they went outside. Vicky and Jane were
both very aroused from the torture that they'd already put Sara
though and the thoughts of what they were going to do to her.
They led her to an area where they'd hammered in six pieces of
rebar to use as stakes. They removed her hood, then lay her
down. Her wrists were cuffed together, then tied to one of the
stakes. Her legs were spread in a wide, upside down V with her
ankles pulled toward her head. They were tied to stakes. To
keep her ass from lifting off the ground, several coils of rough
hemp were wrapped around Sara's belly. The rope had been soaked
in salt water and stung the open cuts on her skin. This was tied
off behind her back, then pulled down between her legs and tied
to another stake. Her nipple bars were replaced with rings. The
rings were attached to a rope that went over her chest, tied
between two other stakes. When it was tightened, it pulled
cruelly on her nipples, turning her slight
breasts into painful cones. A short piece of 2x4 was put under
her head, lifting it from the ground just a bit.
Jane and Vicky each strapped on long, thick, dildos.
"We're really gonna love fucking you Sara," said Jane playing
with her 'cock'. "Of course, I don't think you're going to enjoy
it much."
She walked over to a box and pulled out a clear tube. It was
quite thick, but not as thick as the girl's 'cocks'. Vicky
handed Jane the jar of Quik-Heal and Jane squatted by Sara's
head. Sara could still smell Jane's dirty cunt, even over the
smell of her own sweat. Jane started to coat the tube with the
Quik-Heal.
"I have a friend who's a biologist. She's studying the effects
of bee and wasp venom on people. They use these tubes to catch
the wasps in so that they can collect the venom. See, if you
turn this thing here, slits open up. If you piss off the wasps,
and let's face it, when aren't they pissed off, they'll stick
their stingers through the slits and sting whatever's there.
Wasps can sting a lot of times."
Sara started to look afraid, the still rising pain in her clit
almost forgotten. She hated being stung and it always seemed to
happen to her. She never reacted to it, except for the spot
hurting like hell and swelling some.
"So," continued Jane, "we're gonna stick this tube up that
little twat of yours, open the slits, then piss of the wasps.
Shouldn't be too hard - just tapping on the tube usually does it.
There's only five or six in here, but I bet it's really gonna
hurt."
Sara moaned very softly and looked away. She winced as her clit
throbbed in lust. She was scared, but really wanted the pain.
That one orgasm she'd had had been mind blowing and she wanted
another.
"Of course, the Quik-Heal should add a whole new element to the
fun." Jane was getting so horny thinking about this. "After we
piss off the wasps and let the Quik-Heal do it's thing, we're
gonna take turns fucking you until it's time for you to sleep."
She paused. "Well, for us to sleep, anyway. I don't think
you'll be getting much. See, we got this other stuff and we're
gonna paint it on your nipples and your cunt. It attracts
mosquitoes, and I'll bet the little bugger's are gonna have a
field day. Don't worry, we'll coat the appropriate areas with
Quik-Heal. I don't know if it'll do anything, but it'll be
interesting to find out."
Sara was really groaning, her body once again firing with lust.
They were going to torture her all night! One thing she did
react to was mosquito bites. They fucking things itched and
burned for hours.
She started to pant as she felt something pushing at the
entrance to her tight hole. Glancing down, Sara saw Vicky
working the rough plastic tube into her body. It stretched her -
but then, everything but a finger did that, and the rough plastic
scraped the delicate insides of her cunt.
Jane had removed the strap on and was straddling Sara's mouth.
The odor coming from her cunt was amazing, and despite
everything, it added to Sara's arousal. Because, despite
everything, she was aroused and getting more so. There was a
clicking noise and Sara felt the tube move inside her. For a few
seconds, nothing happened. Then an intense burning pain bloomed
in her tunnel. It was followed by another, and another. Vicky
was rotating the tube so that the wasps were able to sting
different areas. Sara started to whimper very softly, her breath
coming in harsh pants. Jane slowly lowered her cunt over the
girl's mouth, enjoying the feel of the suffering girl, rubbing
her thick, musky slime all over Sara's face. Sara was repeatedly
stung, the pain growing until she had an orgasm. It wasn't as
intense as the one from the piercing, but it was close. She was
having a hard time breathing since Jane's sloppy cunt was
covering her mouth. She came again, a smaller orgasm, and
felt Vicky pull the tube from her body. Jane got off her face
and Sara saw her sister getting ready to take her place. The
burning was just starting as the Quik-Heal entered the pinholes
made by the wasp stingers. Then Sara focused on what Jane was
holding in her hand. It was a smaller tube with a single wasp in
it.
"Guess where this goes, luv," she said with a cruel smile. Jane
was almost beside herself with lust. She couldn't believe this
girl, just into her teens, could take this amount of pain. Vicky
lowered her cunt onto her sister's mouth as Jane moved out of
Sara's sight. Sara couldn't see, but Vicky could and she
orgasmed into her sister's screaming mouth, squirting thick juice
onto her tongue when Jane touched the open end of the tube to
Sara's clit.
It took quite a while for Sara to calm down. She was sobbing
and shuddering and had quite a few orgasms. At one point she
actually passed out as Jane frigged her swollen clit. It might
not have taken as long for Sara to calm down if Jane and Vicky
weren't taking turns pounding the thirteen year old's swollen
cunt with their strap-ons. Finally it became clear that Sara was
zoning out again and they stopped.
It took a long time for Sara to return to her full senses. Her
entire body was throbbing and she felt dehydrated. They fed her
water, then entertained themselves by running blades of grass
over the girl's swollen clit, just to watch her jump and moan.
Finally, it was time for sleep. For Vicky and Jane, anyway.
While Jane painted Sara's nipples and cunt with mosquito
attractant, Vicky fastened a short, wide, tube in Sara's mouth.
The top of the tube was a clear bowl and Sara figure that, once
again, she'd be their toilet for the evening. She was only
partially right.
"You know," said Vicky as she squatted over the bowl. "I've
really had to shit all day." She farted and giggled as her
asshole began to open. "Actually, I've had to shit for the last
couple."
She groaned as a thick, soft rope of shit flopped into the bowl.
More followed it until she'd emptied herself fully. Jane was
right there, licking and slurping Vicky's shitty asshole,
cleaning it while Vicky rubbed herself off with her fingers. Her
own cunt was getting sore from all the activity today, so she
knew Sara was in agony.
Finally, she turned around and used her fingers to push some of
the shit further into the tube.
"I know you're hungry sis, so eat up. If it's not all gone by
tomorrow morning when we wake up, you'll spend another day with
out food. In fact, we'll leave you staked out here all day. So
eat up." She stood and while she licked her own shit off her
fingers, she pissed into the bowl to further soften the piles in
there.
Sara, for her part, was sucking down the bitter glop. It
humiliated her to no end, but of course, that just aroused her.
She had a mini orgasm, feeling her swollen, abused cunt tighten
in pleasure. Or was it pain? Pain, for her, now felt good. As
Jane and Vicky curled up a few feet away under mosquito netting,
she felt the first pin prick of a mosquito bite. She swallowed
more shit, and knew it would be a long, long night.
End
>xTi<
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