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It seems that right after my divorce I was constantly sexually
charged. I don't know what it was. During our marriage the sex
was OK, but nothing spectacular - or frequent for that matter.
Now I found myself masturbating all the time. My ex-husband
always had a couple of porn magazines and a few porn videos
around which I got in a package deal with the house. Some days I
could hardly wait to get home to the magazines and videos. I
guess I wasn't particularly looking forward to starting another
relationship so the masturbation served to release my sexual
tension. After months of looking at the same scenes they were
starting to get a little stale. I started thinking about
updating the collection. Besides I wanted a toy or two also. I
was tired of improvising with candles, hair brush handles,
vegetables, and anything else that happened to be handy. I'd
never been in an adult shop, but as time went on I was growing
more and more obsessed with the thought of visiting one. I live
in a pretty big city so there were plenty of them in the area to
choose from. Every time I passed one I felt a flush of
excitement with an accompanying twinge of guilt and shame. I
mean, I know other women have dildos and such, so why should I
feel so guilty. That was my rationalization anyway.
I took an intermediate step of buying a couple of magazines at a
convenience store. I really had to build up to do even that.
And I certainly didn't do it at a store near where I lived. I
actually drove to the other side of the city and found one of
those seedy little corner gas station that I knew would have a
rack of men's magazines. I put a couple of gallons of gas in the
car then got back in the driver's seat while I mustered up the
courage to go in. Well I had to go in anyway to pay for the gas,
but it was the magazine part that I was mustering up my courage
for. I felt so deliciously nasty even contemplating doing it. I
was even getting a little wet. Finally I got out of the car went
into the store to the magazine rack and browsed the men's
magazines. There were dozens of different magazines and
"digests". I was just creaming myself trying to decide what to
buy. The digests intrigued me most. There were titles like
"Family Taboo", "Incest Digest", and all sorts of other
titillating titles. I ended up grabbing a couple of magazines
with pictures and about a dozen of the old digest magazines that
were packaged in bunches at discount prices. Now - actually
going up to the counter and paying. I waited until other
customers had cleared the counter then walked up. The clerk was
the kind of greasy looking guy that always seems to work in these
places. I felt so ashamed and turned on at the same time. It
was surprising and somewhat confusing at the way I felt. This
was the first time I ever began to associate shame and guilt with
sexual arousal. Anyway, he rang the sales up while displaying a
knowing little smirk which just infuriated and humiliated me -
yeah, like you have a chance buddy. I got out of there and sped
home. I barely got the door closed behind me before I was
digging through my goodies. The digests contained some of the
nastiest things I had ever heard of. Some of them were a
complete waste but the good ones (and I mean the kinkiest ones
when I say that) had things in them that I never even conceived
of before. I guess I was somewhat of a prude. The bondage and
"golden shower" stories had me amazed - and incredibly turned
on.
My fantasy world took on a whole new twist and I do mean twist
after that. Bondage, S&M, and golden showers started to dominate
(pun intended) my fantasies. And to compound the depravity of it
all the fantasies weren't of me being dominated by a man, they
were of me being dominated by another woman. I tried to deny
these yearnings at first. I mean I have never even thought of a
lesbian relationship before in my life. Sure I looked at the
girls in sex videos but it was only in the context of them having
sex with a man. Now I thought about women all the time. I
revisited my old porn and concentrated on the women instead of
the sex act and found myself really turned on by the models. It
was a pity my ex didn't have any lesbian movies in his
collection.
My masturbation sessions started to become more depraved too. I
started to work my nipples progressively harder. I am very
self-conscious about my titties. They are small but go pretty
well with my petite and toned physique - of which I am very proud
thank you. It's the nipples that I am so self-conscious about.
I have very big nipples the areolas aren't disproportionately
large but my nipples are almost as long as the butt of a
cigarette. When I'm cold or turned on they poke out dramatically
and they're very hard to conceal. To make matters worse the way
I was treating them seemed to keep them hard all the time and
they were becoming increasing sensitive because they never quite
healed between the treatments I was giving them when I
masturbated. It just felt so delicious and depraved to hurt
them. It wasn't long before I was digging around in the laundry
room looking for clothes pins. The first time I put the clothes
pins on my nipples I very slowly lined the mouth of the pins up
and tentatively eased my grip on the pins and let them bite into
my nipple. The pain was delicious. I stared down in amazement
at the clothes pins on my nipples. I was totally fascinated by
the appearance of them flattening my poor nipples. With one hand
I started pulling and twisting the clips and with the other I
reached down to work my pussy. I was shocked to find I was
leaking profusely all over the couch. I looked down at my cunt
and found that my sparse pubic hair was absolutely matted with
pussy juice. I have gotten wet and turned on before, but never
like this. As I worked my nipples and pussy I worked up to the
most intense orgasm I have ever had. I was actually thrashing
about and seeing stars. As I came down from the clouds I went to
pull the clips off of my nipples. I whimpered as the pain shot
through my nipples as the circulation same back to the sensitive
nipples. I would have to remember that little bit of
information: next time I would pull the clips off just as I was
cumming. God I was getting sick. At work one day I was clipping
some papers together with a binder clip and it occurred to me
that they could make great nipple clamps. I tested one on my
finger there in the office. Man, were these going to hurt. I
slipped a couple in my handbag. The rest of the afternoon I was
creaming in anticipation. When I got home I took my blouse and
bra off right in the door way. I dug in my hand bag, pulled out
the clips, and snapped them on. I guess I thought I could take
anything but this pain was too much. I pulled them off
immediately and tenderly massaged my poor nipples. I would have
to work up to these little devils.
I also started to explore anal sex. I always thought anal sex,
or anything anal for that matter, was gross, but after reading a
couple of the digest stories I lost my inhibitions. It wasn't
that I consciously wanted to try it, but the taboo was gone. The
first time I played with my ass hole I was laying in bed on my
stomach with one leg hiked up and masturbating my pussy from
behind. In that position the heel of my hand rested in the crack
of my ass. I subconsciously started grinding my asshole into my
hand and my wrist. I was groaning and grunting trying to
penetrate myself deeper from behind. Without even really
considering what I was doing I pulled my fingers out of my pussy
and ran them up and down the crack of my ass before plunging them
back in my pussy. I kept repeating that motion dwelling on my
puckering asshole more and more each time. Finally I tentatively
pushed my finger into my ass. God it was so delicious. I was
really creaming. I pushed one hand under my body to continue
working my clit while I worked my ass. I lay there panting and
groaning as I ground against my hand and finger fucked my ass.
In a matter of seconds I was accustomed to the one finger and
ready to try two. Without thinking I inserted a couple of
fingers into my mouth to lube them including the one that had
been in my ass. Just as my fingers entered my mouth I caught the
smell of my ass on my finger. I let out a throaty groan and felt
my pussy spasm against my hand. God I was becoming so depraved.
After sucking my finger clean I reinserted two fingers into my
ass and worked myself to an orgasm that left me weak-kneed for
hours. My ass became just another orifice to get stuffed. I was
treating it like my pussy jamming what ever was handy into it.
From a girl who thought everything anal was disgusting I now
regularly licked my fingers clean after they had been in my
asshole without even thinking twice about it.
The most depraved aspect of my masturbation sessions was an
increased fascination with piss. When I first read a golden
shower story I was shocked. How could people actually do that?
But, I couldn't put the story down and read it frequently. My
own first experience occurred in the tub one night. I was
soaking in the tub when I felt the need to pee. I lifted my hips
out of the water to watch myself pee. It was strange that it
wasn't as easy as just taking a pee. I tried to relax and
release the flow but my bladder remained clinched. Slowly I was
able to release a little squirt into the water then the full flow
started. What a turn on. I knew from that moment I was hooked.
The next time I sat on the toilet to pee I tentatively stuck my
finger into the flow and slowly raised it to my mouth. I
couldn't taste much but the depravity of it spurred an intense
masturbation session. Sticking my finger or hand in my piss flow
became the norm instead of the exception. I was always sticking
my finger in my piss and licking it clean even at work or when I
was out in a public restroom. It was so depraved and nasty I
couldn't help myself. One day at work I went into the unisex
bathroom down the hall from my office just as one of my
co-workers, David, was walking out. He hadn't lifted the lid and
had peed all over the seat. It's almost like he did it on
purpose; there is no way he could be that bad an aim. Normally I
would be angry but with my new found kinkiness I impulsively
dropped to my knees on the bathroom floor and started licking the
piss off the seat. God, I was becoming such a pervert I said to
myself. Another time I was in a public women's room when I
entered a stall that hadn't been flushed. In my depraved state I
found myself on my knees dipping my head into the bowl to drink
some of the pissy toilet water. The flavor was barely noticeable
but the act was so nasty I was creaming my panties. I was so
ashamed of my behavior but so turned on at the same time. And to
make matters worse my bangs had dipped into the water and were
dripping the pissy water onto my face and blouse. Despite all
that I got in the habit of checking stalls for pissy water all
the time. I was descending depravity that I couldn't even
imagine. I mean, this was even sicker than any of the stories I
read.
During these weeks I visited my convenience store porn outlet a
couple of times. After the first time I dropped the pretense of
buying gas and walked straight in to the magazine racks. I still
enjoyed sitting in the parking lot a while to let the nasty
feelings build before I went in though. I even dressed more
promiscuously for the clerk when I got ready to go to the store -
unbuttoning my blouse way lower than I normally would and even
forgetting my bra. Hell, he wasn't going to get any anyway, I
might as well give him an eyeful.
The next step was to enter one of the adult shops. I was getting
bolder and taking more and more stupid risks I mean drinking
piss out of toilet bowls, come on. Why should going into an
adult bookstore bother me? But, I still couldn't get over the
taboo of entering a porn shop. There was one pretty close to
where I worked. I started detouring so that I could pass by it
on the way home every night. I delicious little tingle helped
fire me up for my masturbation sessions when I got home. Finally
one Friday resolved to enter the shop and get me a real dildo.
As I approached the shop I was literally trembling and my heart
was beating in my throat. I was incredibly turned on, but too
ashamed to pull into the shop. I even had my blinker on and was
slowed to make the turn before chickening out at the last minute
and going past. I rode up the road a mile before turning around
and going back. I passed the store in the opposite lane, went
down to the next block and made a U-turn. This time I was really
going in I told myself I drove slowly as I approached the store
and pulled in. I pulled into a spot on the side of the building
and sat in the car while I steeled myself to go in. Seeing a
couple walk by with a bag of goodies made it a little easier. At
least it wasn't all men in there. I got out of the car and
walked to the front door. When I swung the front door open I was
surprised by how well lit and open the shop was. I guess I was
expecting something a little dingier. I kept my head down as I
walked along an aisle to find a discrete place to look around.
Near the end of the aisle I stopped and looked around. The place
was divided into a bunch of aisles each with a different category
or name brand name of pornography. There was the gangbang aisle,
the anal aisle, the BDSM aisle, the gay aisle and then a few
aisles set up around specific companies which I had never heard
of before. It was just like the supermarket I thought to myself.
Along the far wall were the toys. And most surprising of all
was the person manning the cash register, or should I say
womanning the counter. A very beautiful woman with long jet
black hair sat behind the counter idly flipping through a
magazine. When a customer walked up to the counter she put the
magazine down rung up the purchase and completed the sale before
picking her magazine back up and scanning the store. I was
entranced and didn't even think of averting my gaze until she
looked my way. When her eyes met mine she gave me the sexiest
smile I could ever imagine. I blushed and dropped my eyes to the
videos in front of me before realizing that, yes you guessed it,
I was in the lesbian aisle. I looked back up towards the front
but she was already back reading her magazine. I wanted to go up
and explain that I wasn't that way or something. God, I was so
embarrassed. But as I watched her reading I started to feel like
maybe I was that way. She was stunning. Maybe it was my
heightened level of arousal I said to myself. I started to
browse the videos occasionally looking up in her direction. The
problem with the lesbian videos was that the ones that looked the
nastiest had the least attractive women in them and the ones with
the really beautiful women looked so posed and contrived. I
finally found a video called "Lipstick Lesbians" which looked
particularly nasty and had incredibly beautiful looking women in
it. I picked it up and made my way to the BDSM aisle. I wanted
at least one good video with S&M and golden showers in it. I was
getting close to scanning every video in the aisle still looking
for some mention of golden showers. I was really conscious of
the presence of the male customers in the store and did what I
could to keep a discrete distance from all of them. That's why
it startled me so much when someone right next to me said "Can I
help you with something?" I must have jumped a foot and I
dropped the video. It was the woman from the front counter. "Oh
I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to startle you," she said lightly
laughing. As I crouched down to pick up the video and she
stepped closer to me so that I was practically sliding down her
body as I reached for the video. My eyes were riveted to her
long legs as I grabbed the tape and stood back up. When I stood
up I realized she was watching me ogling her legs the whole time.
I was so embarrassed. I'm sure I turned a bright shade of red
and I looked into her eyes and then shyly looked away.
"Ummm...no," I said, "I'm just looking". She walked down the
aisle a couple of paces and picked up a video. "I recommend this
video if you're looking for girl-on-girl," she said handing me
the video and stepping closer to me. The cover showed a dark
haired dominatrix with a petite blonde girl with her hair cut
very. "This one is really nasty," she said looking over the
cover with me. I could smell her perfume and the scent of her
body. "I just love her hair style, don't you?" she said. "Um,
yeah it looks nice," I replied. "That style would suit you
really well I think," she said. "She really gets worked over in
this video. Look at that..." She said pointing out various
scenes on the back cover. "Well, is there anything else you
wanted?," she asked. "No that's OK, I'll just keep looking," I
mumbled. "OK, but if you need anything just let me know," she
said turning and starting walk away. From somewhere I managed to
blurt "I was looking for a golden shower video." She turned back
to me and looked me over appraisingly. "Oh sorry honey, you
can't sell any golden shower images in this state. They're just
too obscene," she said sarcastically rolling her eyes. We do
have a couple of juicy paper backs over here with golden shower
stories. C'mon I'll show you." She started to move toward the
front of the store to where a couple of carousel racks held paper
backs. I watched her body as she moved down the aisle. God, she
was beautiful. She wore tight shorts and heels that showed off
her long legs and a black backless halter top. She was so toned
and muscular she looked like a fitness model. She got to a rack
of paperbacks and spun it. She stopped it a couple of times and
pulled out a couple of books that appeared to be bondage books
from the cover art and titles. "I think these have some golden
shower scenes in them," she said handing them to me. "I read
them all so that I'm familiar with the material and can make
accurate recommendations to the customers", she said adding a sly
wink that made me blush like a little girl. Then she turned back
to the rack and squatted to get to the lower shelves. I had a
perfect view down the front of her halter at her cleavage. She
either had perfect tits or a great surgeon. I couldn't help
myself I could not stop looking. She flipped through a few
books before grabbing one and turning to me. She caught me
looking down her halter. God, I blushed like a little girl
again. "Ahhh, here it is. You'll like this one I think." She
rose and handed me a book called "Submissive Sappho". The hand
drawn picture on the cover showed a bound girl on her knees in
front of a statuesque mistress with a riding crop. "It's one of
my favorites. The thought of abused little lezzie submissives
just drives me to distraction," she looking into my eyes.
"Thanks," I said still blushing profusely and looking away.
"Damn, let me get back to the front," she said noticing a line
accumulating at the front. "If you need anymore help, just let
me know. OK?" she said. "OK," I said shyly looking up into her
eyes. Christ, I was acting like a little love-struck girl. She
hurried back to the counter. "Hold you horses. I'm coming." she
said as she pushed though the swinging gate to get behind the
counter. I turned and walked to the wall with the toys glancing
toward her once in a while. After coming in here I sure as hell
wasn't leaving without a real-live fake dick. I scanned the wall
and was surprised by the variety that was on the wall. Not just
the dildos but also what I later learned were butt plugs and anal
beads, and all kinds of bondage gear. I settled on a medium
sized lifelike vibrator. It was bigger than anything I've had in
my cunny but it felt so hot in my hands I had to try getting it
up my puss. The sexual images all around, my encountering with
the cashier and playing with these dildos had me dripping wet by
the way. I gathered what had become my armful of purchased and
made my way to the front counter. When I got to the counter I
tried to maintain the cashiers gaze as she looked over my
purchases but I just couldn't. My face was flushed with
embarrassment. "Oh, this is a good choice," she said looking at
the "Lipstick Lesbian" video. "This is so nasty. I just love
it," she confided. I looked up at her then averted my eyes
quickly when her eyes met mine. What was wrong with me? Then
she picked up the dildo and looked at me then back at the dildo.
"Hmmm, I bet you're going to have some fun tonight," she said as
if speaking to the dildo. "OK," that'll do it," she said ringing
up the items and telling me the price. She put the stuff in a
discrete brown paper bag. As she handed me the bag she said "If
you come back in a few days I might be able to get you a golden
shower video from an alternate supplier."
Well, you know what happened next. I thought for sure I was
going to wreck going home I was so distracted. Besides the toys
I couldn't get my mind off the cashier. I opened and closed my
legs the whole way home. I was so wet and swollen I could feel
my pussy smacking. When I got home I stripped at the door, went
to the living room and dumped the contents of my bag onto the
coffee table then went to my bedroom to get what I call my
masturbation kit which included a few clothes pins and a few
other things. I put the lesbian video in the VCR and pushed
play. Christ I was so horny. I grabbed the dildo and started to
work it into my cunt. Goddamn it was fat. I whimpered and
groaned in frustration as I twisted the head against my
unyielding hole. I got up and went to the bathroom and got some
lotion and poured in onto the dildo and all over my pussy then
tried again. This time I had a little more luck. The head
started to ease into my opening. I let out a groan as the shaft
slowly eased into me. God I felt so full. When I got as much
into me as I could I realized that I had been making a high
whimpering sound. I was such a depraved slut. I grabbed a
couple of clothes pins and snapped them onto my nipples then I
started to ease my lubed fingers of one hand into my asshole.
Then I flipped the vibrator on and almost lost my mind. The
feeling was incredible. I started fucking the cock in and out of
my pussy, forcing more of the fucker into my cunt. My mind was
completely gone as I worked to force the rest of the dildo into
my cunt and my fingers into my ass at the same time. The start
of an orgasm began stirring at the very core of my body and built
and built. When I finally came I felt like I was exploding. My
asshole clinched at the fingers buried in my butt; my pussy
spasmed against the dildo.
The S&M video the cashier recommended was incredible. It was
very rough. The little short haired blonde was really being
brutalized. The tape showed spankings, whippings, nipple
torture, double dildo penetration, candle waxing, and anything
else you could imagine. The sheen of sweat glistened on the girl
as she struggled through the torture. The dark haired dominatrix
seemed to take special pleasure in tying the poor girl into
painful positions and abusing the poor girl's vagina. In one
scene she had her arms bound to a rack in front of her, a rope
was tied around her waist then passed down between her legs and
behind her. Using a pulley the dominatrix then raised the girl
off the ground using the rope smashed into her sex. You could
see the pain in her eyes when they shot close ups of her. A ball
gag stifled any sounds she may have been making but didn't cover
them up completely. She was grunting and groaning as she was
lifted. The dominatrix then started jerking the rope up into the
girls sex prompting her to squeal even louder into the gag.
Throughout it all the dominatrix verbally abused the poor girl.
It was brutal but had me dripping. I improvised something with
some rope and my kitchen table to self-torture myself the way the
girl was being tortured. With just a little bit of my weight
resting on the rope I was in pain. I became obsessed the blonde
girl. I thought about her all day at work and replayed the video
every night. I started imagining myself in her position. And of
course the cashier crept into all of my fantasies. When I read
the paperbacks it was always me in the role of the submissive and
the cashier in the role of the dominant when two women were
involved.
By mid-week I had worked the dildo to the hilt into my puss and
had even tried to work it into my ass with little success. I
finally managed to pop the head of the son-of-a-bitch into my
asshole but the pain was excruciating and it was all I could do
to get it back out of me before it split me in two. I had pretty
much resolved to go back to the store Friday and see if the
cashier had gotten the golden shower video and get some more
toys. I was actually planning what I was going to wear for the
cashier. It was like I was preparing for a date or something. I
even made an appointment at the hair dresser to get my hair cut.
I went in and got my hair cut really short like the girl in the
video. I was dripping wet in the seat knowing I was doing this
for the cashier. I was so embarrassed when the girl finished and
pulled the apron off me. I was absolutely reeking of sex. She
crinkled a nose and then gave me a puzzled look. God I was so
humiliated. She went on professionally though and started
playing with my hair the way hairdressers always do and then she
said "This look really goes with your face. I was a little
skeptical when you first came in but it's really turned out
nice." She was right, I thought it looked really sexy. The next
day at work I got lots of complements on my new look.
In the afternoon when most of the people had already cleared out
for the weekend I called the bookstore. I woman's voice
answered, "This is Alex." "Hi," I said, "I'm the woman from last
Friday," I said. "I'm sorry, who?" she answered. "You know,
golden shower girl" I said whispering into the phone and looking
around to be sure no one was around. "I'm sorry I can't hear
you," she replied. "I said I'm the golden shower girl,
remember?" I said more loudly. "Oh, the little blond S&M girl,
how are you?" "Umm...good. I was wondering if you were able to
get the video," I said. "Oh yeah, it's very nasty. I have it
right here under the counter waiting for you." I could hardly
wait until the day was over. I rushed out to my car and started
toward the bookstore stopping in the restroom of a fast food
restaurant just long enough to slip out of my panties and bra.
Back in the car I changed into a short skirt traded my pumps for
the highest heels I had. I made a note to myself to buy some
"hooker heels" next time I went to the mall. When I finished
changing my shoes I looked down and I could see my cunny peeking
out as my skirt rode up. My pubes were already covered with dew.
I drove on to the store and pulled into the parking lot. There
was no hesitation this time. I looked down at myself then
unbuttoned a couple of more buttons before opening the door and
swinging my legs out. I drew a deep breath and pushed the door
open. She was there at the counter and looked up at the sound of
the bells on the door. I could see that she recognized me. She
smiled at me and I totally melted. I tried to walk confidently
toward her. I had even rehearsed a little thank you on the drive
over, but I just couldn't maintain eye contact and I felt myself
blushing as I walked toward her. "Well, if it isn't golden
shower girl," she said smirking as I approached the counter. I
was totally humiliated and incredibly turned on at the same time.
"I...I just wanted to thank you for your help last time," I
stammered. "Did you enjoy your little purchases, golden shower
girl?" she teased. There was that name again. I nodded my head
yes as I looked down at my feet momentarily pausing at her
cleavage. I know she was following my eyes but I couldn't help
myself. She looked me up and down, "My, I really like your hair
like that. It makes you look like a total slut the way you're
dressed. Are you going out later...or did you dress like that
for me?" God how was I supposed to answer that...With the truth?
"Mmm-hmmm," I said. "Mmm-hmm, what? Did you dress like that for
me?" she taunted. "Yes," escaped my mouth a low hiss. She
laughed at that. I couldn't believe I was humiliating myself
like this, but it felt so deliciously wicked. She reached under
the counter and pulled out the tape and said, "You should like
this. It has hardcore lezzie S&M and golden showers too. Just
the type of perverted stuff you're into isn't it?" she asked.
Again I nodded my head yes. "What? I didn't hear you lezzie
girl." "Yes," I managed to whisper. She was reading me
perfectly. She knew I was a little pervert. I was relieved and
scared at the same time; on the one hand someone finally knew,
but I was worried about what new depraved world I was being
pulled into. "What did you want to buy today?" she said. "A
dildo," I answered. "Another one? Whatever do you need two
for?" "For my ass," I mumbled. "My, you are a nasty little
lezzie girl aren't you? Well, go on and get it while I take care
of these guys." As I turned toward the toy wall I could see a
couple of guys were approaching the counter. They both leered at
me as they passed. I went to the toy wall and picked out the
biggest dildo I thought I could work into my asshole and went
back to the counter. She watched me the whole way back to the
counter, tapping the video she had picked out for me with her
long nails. "Well, that sure is a fatty," she said as I laid the
dildo on the counter. "Are you sure you're going to be able to
get that into your ass?" "I think so," my face burned with
embarrassment. "Why don't you write down your phone number so I
can see how you liked the video?" she said sliding a piece of
paper across the counter. With trembling hands I wrote down my
number. She finished ringing up my purchases and I left on shaky
knees.
I could hardly wait to get home and put the video in. The
started with a shot of a beautiful young black woman kneeling in
the middle of what looked like a garage. She was slender and
athletic with light skin. Her beautiful long hair pulled back
away from here face. Her pubic hair was shaved clean. On her
long nipples were clamps connected with a chain. She appeared to
have here hands tied behind her back but you couldn't tell
because of the angle. The video had started without the usual
title captions and FBI warnings so it must have been home made.
A blond woman entered the scene and moved in front of the girl.
She lifted her leg and placed it on the girls shoulder. The
angle shifted to a close up of the girls face and the woman's
pussy. A squirt of piss escaped her cunt and splashed the girl's
face then a full stream of piss started to flow. The girl opened
her mouth and started drinking the flow. A lot of it escaped her
mouth and flowed down her chin onto her torso. The pissing woman
taunted the girl, calling her a piss slut, piss whore and
commanding her to drink her piss. When her flow tapered off she
pressed her cunt to the girl's mouth and she licked it hungrily.
The woman reached down for the chain on the girl's nipples and
tugged it as she ground her cunt into the girl's face. She
pulled with more and more force. You could see the girl becoming
more and more agitated as the pain in her nipples increased. She
even tried to pull away once but the woman pulled the girl back
to her cunt by her hair. She then turned around a placed her ass
to the girls face. "Eat my ass now," she commanded. The girl
pressed her face into the crack of the woman's ass. God it was
so wicked. After having her ass sucked for several minutes she
pulled away and the scene changed. The next scene showed the
girl clothed and squatting over a bowl with her skirt hiked and
panties pulled aside. Slowly she released a stream of urine.
The piss hissed as it filled the bowl. When she finished she
brought the bowl to her lips and drank from it. God she was so
nasty. The movie continued with S&M scene after S&M scene. I
masturbated furiously. After stretching my ass with my fingers I
got my new ass toy and worked it slowly into my butt. I got my
vibrating cock and pushed it into my cunt.
After several hours of pounding both of my holes a stumbled to
bed exhausted and feel to sleep. I was startled out of dreams of
debauchery by the ringing of the phone. The clock showed almost
3AM. I picked up the phone still foggy from sleep wondering who
could be calling me this late. "Hello," I said. "Well, how did
you like it?". "Huh," I said. "How did you like the video?" I
shot up in bed; it was Alex. "Umm...I liked it a lot." "Did you
like the little piss drinker? She's very beautiful to be so
depraved isn't she?" "Mmm-hmmm," I answered. What she said next
shocked me. "I've been drinking gallons of iced tea for you all
evening, but you better hurry over or it may be too late," she
said it matter-of-factly as if there was no question of me
rushing over. And of course she was right. "OK, Alex", I said.
She told me her address and directions. After hanging up I threw
on a pair of shorts, a tight tank top, and running shoes and was
out the door in seconds. Within 15 minutes of driving and
agonizing over the precipice I was about to dive over I arrived
in front of her house. I rang the door and waited in the cold
evening air my pussy leaking and my nipples pushing into the thin
tank top. The door swung open and Alex waved me in. "Strip,"
she said without a hello or anything. I kicked off my tennis
shoes and pulled my shorts down and then my tank top over my head
as she watched appraisingly. She stepped to my side and placed
her hand on my lower stomach then ran her it up my body between
my breasts. "Mmmm....nice. I'm going to have a lot of fun with
you," she whispered in my ear. "C'mon," she said turning. I
followed her to the bathroom. "Get in the tub," she ordered. I
stepped into the tub; intuition told me to kneel. She pushed her
spandex shorts down her hips then stepped out of them revealing
her neatly trimmed pussy and stepped into the tub too pushing
her mons within inches of my face and then putting one foot up on
the side of the tub. The anxiety and anticipation coursing
through my body at that moment made me feel electric. It is hard
to explain. All thoughts of depravity and the implications of
the act of drinking another person's piss left my mind. The only
thought was that I was actually going to commit this act that I
had yearned so desperately for. A small grunt escaped Alex's
lips then a strong stream of piss shot out of her cunt onto my
face. I groaned turning my head so that my face and hair was
saturated in the stream before opening my mouth to catch the
flow. Oh God how degrading and humiliating. "Yeah, drink my
piss." Alex ordered. "Do you like that, piss slut?" she asked.
"Oh God, yes. Please...yes." I answered. As her flow started
tapering she pushed her mons into my face. "Clean me slut," she
said. I stuck my tongue into the folds of her sex. I licked the
length of her cunt trying to reach every where. She started
inching back from me and I strained to maintain contact with her
pussy. Finally she pulled away. "I said clean it not eat it you
little lezzie pervert." I blushed in shame. God I was so turned
on and humiliated at that moment. "You should see yourself.
You're a nasty little piss slut aren't you?" she said. "Yes. Oh
God Yes." I moaned. "Then say it. Tell me what a little pervert
you are?" "Oh God. It's true. I'm a piss drinking slut." She
stepped out of the tub and sat on the lid of the toilet with her
legs spread. "Come here. Let me get a better look at you." I
stepped out of the tub still dripping urine and stood between her
legs. She grabbed me by the hips and pulled me closer. "I'm
going to enjoy hurting you," she said throatily. "Do you want me
to hurt you?" she asked looking up into my eyes. "Yes, please."
I whispered. She ran her hands up the side of my body until her
hands came to rest under my arms with her thumbs on my nipples.
She worked my distended nipples with her thumbs. Each flick of
her nails sent a spasm through my body. I was literally
quivering at her touch. "Such nice fat nipples." She eased her
hands back down my body to my hips examining my mons. She ran a
finger through my matted pubic hair and said, "This won't do.
Little piss slaves aren't allowed to have hair on their pussies."
My knees buckled at that. "Get up on the counter and let's take
care of that." I climbed on the large bathroom counter and
spread my legs exposing myself completely to her. She ran water
in the sink periodically testing it for temperature. I could see
the steam started to rise as she started and she started to
splash my crotch with water. I gasped and squirmed as the hot
water hit my sensitive privates. She lathered up some soap and
started rubbing it into my pubic mound purposely slipping her
fingers into my pussy and over my super sensitive clit smirking
as I spasmed from the contact. "My, you are a hot little one
aren't you," she said. She got a razor and started scrapping
away at my pubic mound. The suds and hair were gradually drawn
away by the razor revealing my naked and swollen sex. It looked
sexy and I felt so nasty. She pulled at the lips to pull my skin
taunt as she shaved every hair. She lathered me again and went
over my whole mound again touching up spots that she missed the
first time. "OK, turn around and let me get your ass too." I
got on my hands and knees exposing my puckered asshole to her.
She lathered the crack of my ass and started scraping the hair
from my ass. After she was finished she squirted baby oil down
the crack of my ass and started rubbing it in allowing her finger
to delve into my asshole. She smacked my ass hard and told me to
turn around again. I lay on the counter with my legs spread as
she squirted oil onto my pussy and massaged the oil into my mound
and puss. I strained to watch as she worked my pussy.
"Mmm...that looks nice. I'm going to have so much fun ruining
your pussy and your asshole." I groaned at the implications of
my pussy and ass getting ruined. Instead of scaring me it turned
me on and I felt my pussy spasm against her fingers. "Mmm...your
twat seems to like the idea of being ruined. Do you want me to
ruin your holes, slut?" "Oh...please...God," I gasped as she
continued to work my pussy. "Answer me slut. I'm going to
stretch your fuck holes so that no man will ever be able to use
them again. You'll have to find other perverted lezzies who are
willing to fist you to get off after I'm through with you. Is
that what you want?" she taunted. "Mmmm...God damn," was all I
answered as I thrust my hips to meet the two fingers she was
sawing in and out of my freshly shaved pussy. I was getting so
close to cumming moaning and squealing. God just a little
more...and... then she stopped. I whimpered in frustration as
she pulled away from me. "Stay here slut...and don't touch your
pussy," she said. She was back in a minute with a camera
strapped around her neck. "OK, slut. Pull some more oil on you
pussy and let me see you finger fuck yourself." "No please. No
pictures," I said as I started to rise from the counter. "Get
back down and fuck that pussy for me or you can leave and never
come back. Do you understand?" she said. "Please...It's just
that....Oh...." I said as I leaned back and resigned myself to
being photographed. "Go ahead....pour some oil on your twat,
slut," she commanded as she started to snap pictures. I squirted
the oil onto my pussy and started massaging the folds of my sex
and pushing my fingers into my cunt. Alex got closer and
encouraged me to get nastier. "Yeah, fuck that pussy for me,"
she said. After my initial inhibitions I found that Alex
photographing me actually made me hotter ... and I was getting so
hot to cum. "OK. That's enough," she said pulling my hand from
my pussy. I whimpered in frustration. I was so close again.
She threw me a towel and said "Wipe yourself off." I got off the
counter and dried my pissy hair and the oil from my cunt and ass
as she watched. "C'mon," she said turning. I followed her into
the hall and into the next room. It had only a bed with a bare
mattress and a chest of drawers. She went to the drawers and
opened the top drawer. She pulled out a few items and went and
sat on the bed. "Over here," she said pointing in front of her.
"Kneel down face that way" she said pointing away from herself.
I knelt down before her. She put a black studded collar around
my neck. She pulled me to her then reached forward and took my
nipples between her fingers and gently started to roll them.
"Are you ready for me to hurt you?" she whispered in my ear. I
let out a whimper. "Please....oh, God, please." "Have you ever
done anything like this before?" "No," I answered. "OK, I'm not
going to push too hard tonight. We'll just see if we can find
your limits. But, if you ever come back after tonight I'm going
to be very harsh with you. Do you understand?" "Yes...oh,
please...please use me" I sighed. With that she started pinching
my nipples progressively harder. I looked down at my chest. It
was so sensual. She dug her nails into the sensitive tissue of
my nipples. Before long she had me whimpering and trying to pull
away. "Shhhh..." she whispered in my ear continuing to work my
nipples. "Oh, God, mmmm..." I groaned as she started to nibble
at my ear. My nipples were burning with the pain and I raised
my hands to hers. "Put your hands down slut," she ordered. I
put them down and turned my face to pleading with her
"Oh.....please." She lowered her lips to mine. My first kiss
with another woman was incredible. Her tender lips pressed
against mine then her tongue darted across my lips and pulled
away. I stuck my tongue out to meet hers. She drew my tongue
into her mouth and gently sucked my tongue. Her gentle sucking
lips dramatically contrasted with abuse of my nipples.
Eventually the tenderness of the first kiss was overcome by the
pain in my nipples and I began groaning and whimpering into her
mouth then raising my hands to hers again. She pulled away and
released my nipples. "I can see your not going to behave so I'll
have to bind your hands. Stand up." I stood and turned to her.
She put leather wrist straps around each wrist. "Turn around.
Hands behind your back," she ordered. I put my hands behind my
back and spun around. I looked down at my nipples as she
securing my wrists together. The area around my nipples was red
and swollen and the burning sensation was just now easing. "OK,
turn around. Let's have a look at you." I turned to her. "Look
at you. You're leaking all down you leg. You're such a little
pain slut." I thrust my hips forward to see the juices had
streamed down my thighs to my knees. She put the side of the
finger of one hand against my sex and started sawing her fingers
against the lips. The other hand returned to my nipples. "Your
nipples are just made for abuse," she remarked. I tried to grind
by pussy against her finger but was rewarded with a hard smack to
my thigh. "Stop it! Behave." I was so humiliated. I whimpered
in frustration. After flicking my nipples a few times she went
back to pinching them progressively harder again. "You're doing
very well for a first time. Have you been abusing your nipples
yourself, slut?" "Yes...mmmm God, yessss," I hissed. "Oh, you
nasty little girl. Have you been abusing your nipples?"
"Ugh...Yes...Oh...." "Tell me what you've been doing slut."
"Ugh...clothes pins...." I groaned. I was starting to gyrate my
hips and squat to try to force penetration. "Mmmm, you little
pervert. Are you trying to hump my finger, little lezzie?"
"Mmmm...oh please..." The pain in my nipples was getting
unbearable again and I would have pulled away except for the
sawing motion of her finger on my sex. "If you don't behave I'll
have to stop." "Oh...please...I need to cum...please..." "Mmmm.
You nasty little slut. You could have stayed at home if all you
wanted was to cum. I thought you came over to drink my piss and
get abused." "Oh God..." I groaned. That was the simple truth
of the situation. "Didn't you come over to be my piss slave?"
she prompted me. "Yes...I want to be your piss slut....but
please, oh...." I said shamelessly grinding against her finger.
"OK. That's enough," she pulled away from me. I was becoming
more and more desperate. "Are you ready to get those nipples
clamped?" "Please...I need to cum," I whimpered. "Do you want
you nipples clamped or not?" she said. "Yessssss..." I hissed.
"Oh God. Yes." She picked up to alligator clips from the bed
and pinched the mouths open. She placed the teeth around my
abused nipples and slowly eased the tension allowing them to bite
into my sensitive flesh. "Oh God," I groaned. "How is that?" she
said flicking at the clips and sending shocks of pain through me
body. "Aghhh, No..." I said trying to pull away. "OK, come
here, let me take them off." She eased them off my nipples. She
tapped her knee and said "Foot up." I lifted my foot to her knee
balanced precariously on one leg with my hands tied behind my
back. She grabbed a ankle strap secured it around my ankle.
"OK, now the other," she ordered. She secured the strap then
ordered, "Kneel on the bed." She maneuvered me closer to the
foot of the bed then went to the chest and removed several
lengths of rope from a drawer. She tied my ankles together.
"Spread your legs" she ordered slapping the insides of my thighs.
"OK. Keep your hands under you and between your legs," she
ordered as she eased my body back. I ended up laying on my back
with my legs bent double and my bound wrist stick out from under
my spread legs. It was very uncomfortable and very exposed. She
then tied a length of rope from my wrists to the foot of the bed
and another length from my ankles to the head of the bed.
"Mmm....you look so sexy...." she said rubbing my straining
thighs and torso. "Let me go get the camera for this," she said
leaving the room. She was back in a minute and started flashing
pictures from different angles. Then she held the view finder up
for me to see and flipped through the images. It was so erotic.
I couldn't believe it was me. My body was starting to show a
thin sheen of sweat. I looked completely flat-chested and my
nipples showed an angry red against my pale skin. She put the
camera down and walked to the chest of drawers again. She came
back with she picked up one of the alligator clips and started
wrapping a small rubber band repeatedly around the mouth of the
clip. When I realized what she was going to do I started
fighting the bonds. "No...please....no...." "Shhhhh....." she
leaned into my face and gently kissed my lips. "You don't think
I would do anything to you that you can't take do you?" she
whispered. "No...but please...it's going to hurt so bad...."
"Shhh..."she said putting a finger to my lips. She returned to
twisting the second rubber band around the mouth of the other
alligator clip. Each time she doubled the rubber band it
increased the tension and force of the bite. When she was done
she took a piece of cord and bound the two clips together. "Are
you ready?" "No...please," I whimpered as she eased herself onto
the bed. She kneeled at my head pressing her thighs around my
head to hold it still. Then she leaned forward. I looked down
as she used both hands to force the mouth of the clip open and
pressed it to my nipple. She slowly eased her grip allowing the
clamp to bite into my nipple. "Aghhh....." I screamed. The pain
was excruciating. I thought the teeth were going to bite through
my nipple. I tried to thrash my head from side to side but it
was firmly held between her thighs. She moved up and pressed her
cunt into my face to muffle my scream. She was soaking wet and
started to grind her pussy against my face. A felt her start to
manipulate my other nipple in preparation for clamping it also.
I continued to try to thrash around but it was completely
useless. The way I was tied kept me completely immobile. I
guess since she was muffling my screams with her cunt she felt
she didn't have to be as gentle. Instead of easing this clamp on
the snapped it on. Spasms of pain shook my body and I screamed
into her pussy. "Make me cum, slut and I'll take them off," she
said and continued to grind into my face. My nipples burned with
intense pain. I started to lap hungrily at her cunt hoping to
hurry the relief of my nipples. "Oh yeah, suck my cunt slut" she
moaned grinding her pussy into my face. "Go you little cunt
lapping dyke." She eased forward and started working my pussy.
"You're soaking wet you sick slut" she said sawing fingers into
my dripping pussy. I couldn't help myself and started to moan
into her pussy. She was getting more and more vocal. "Yeah.
Good little lezzie. Eat my pussy." I thought she was
approaching her orgasm and she started leaking more juices into
my mouth when she eased her body forward so that her asshole was
posed over my eager tongue. I tried desperately to crane my neck
forward but the position I was tied in kept me from reaching her
puckered asshole. "Do you want to lick my asshole, whore?" she
asked. "Yes, please...let me eat your ass...please, oh please,"
I replied desperately. I could smell the sweet musky smell of
her dirty asshole as she slowly eased her asshole onto my
flicking tongue. "Eat my butthole, asslicker," she taunted,
grabbing the chain that held the two clamps together. The
nipples had been becoming numb but the new manipulations sent new
waves of sharp pain coursing through my nipples. "Aghhh..." I
screamed before she pressed her ass to my face. "My little
asslicking pain slut," she taunted pulling the chain. "Eat my
butt, ass slut." I ran my tongue up and down her ass crack
stabbing into her asshole when I crossed the puckered hole
grunting from the pain. I pressed my mouth over her asshole and
pushed my tongue into the smooth waxiness of inside of her hole.
God I was twisted. After several minutes she eased back allowing
me access to her pussy again. I lapped hungrily at the folds of
her sex then clamped my sucking lips to the hood and rapidly
flicking my tongue over her clit. "Yeah, eat me, clit sucker,"
she screamed as her orgasm spasmed through her cunt. I continued
to suck on her sensitive clit causing her to quiver against my
face then pull away. "You nasty little ass whore," she gasped as
she bent over and kissed me passionately on the lips forcing her
tongue into my mouth. I sucked her tongue into my mouth. "Your
mouth tastes like my asshole, whore." She rose from the bed and
returned to the chest. I wasn't sure what new torture would come
from the drawers. I groaned as she pulled out a very fat and
long strap on dildo with harness. It was way larger than
anything I've had in my body before. She stepped into the leg
holes and pulled the harness up her body and adjusted the straps
to fit her snuggly. She pulled her halter over her head
revealing her beautiful breasts for the first time. She was
absolutely prefect. "Are you ready to cum, piss slut?" she asked
climbing between my legs. She pressed the head of the massive
fuck toy against my hole and started pushing firmly.
"Ughhh....no....please.....aghhhh," I grunted and groaned.
Slowly the head started to ease into my cunt. I was being
stretched painfully. Alex was straining to force the massive
tool into my fuck hole. "Yeah....I'm going to wreck your fuck
hole, slut," she said. My pussy was slowly starting to give was
to the force she was applying. After a couple of minutes she
seemed to reach an impasse and eased back a little. Then she
slammed forward jamming the cock into the stretched cunt.
"Ughhhh...." I grunted. She started fucking me forcefully with
the rod pressing the weight of her body behind every stroke not
just straining my stuffed hole but also my arms that were pinned
under me and my aching legs. Every stroke elicited a grunt and
epitaph from me. "Ughhh...fuck, yeah....ughhh,
Goddamn.....ughhh, shit, fuck me." I was completely lost in the
depravity. After minutes of forcing the monster dildo into me I
felt Alex's crotch slapping me with every stroke. I had taken
the whole monster into my cunt. "Yeah, fuck whore," Alex said,
"You've got that whole son-of-a-bitch in you, slut."
"Mmmm...yeah. I'm wrecking your fuck hole slut. Yeah, I'm
wrecking that fuck hole." She grabbed the nipple chains and
started pulling them as she thrust violently into me. With each
stroke I could feel an orgasm building in me. "Take that cock,
fuck hole." I was in a totally depraved state. The pain of my
tortured nipples seemed to fuel the building wave in my cunt. I
tried to thrust back against the pistoning dildo begging to be
fucked harder. "Yeah, fuck my hole. Ughhh...fuck me
harder.....Wreck my hole...." Alex barely had to touch my clit
before I exploded. I felt my pussy spasming against the fat cock
and the intensity of the pain in my nipples seemed to explode and
I came screaming.
I must have lost consciousness because the next thing I remember
is Alex slapping my face. When my eyes fluttered open she was
leaned over my face. "Did you have a good cum, asslicker?"
"Mmmm..." I groaned. "Are you ready to go on?" she said pulling
the chain on my nipple. That brought me around real quick.
"You're going to need this I think," she said forcing a ball gag
into my mouth. She rose from the bed and picked up a switch from
the floor. My eyes widened as she swung it through the air
causes a menacing Swishhhhh. She brought the switch down against
my stretched abdomen. I squealed into the gag and tried to
thrust my body away from the stinging pain. A welt was rising
where the switch crossed my torso. While I was contemplating the
first stroke another stung me across the thighs...and then
another on my rib cage just below my breast... The strokes of
the switch criss-crossed my body raising angry welts. I was
hopeless to evade the stinging strokes. I squealed into the gag
with each strike thrashing my head from side to side. I screamed
violently as the switch repeatedly struck the alligators clips.
Tears began streaming from my eyes from the pain of my tortured
body. Just as I was sure I couldn't take anymore Alex stopped.
She moved to my side she was panting with and glistening with the
exertion of whipping me. She ran her hands over my body. I was
sweating too. She moved her hands to my puss and eased a finger
into my pussy. "You're soaked, slut," said looking into my eyes.
"What am I supposed to make of this?" "Do I need to whip your
twat, too?" She asked. With wide eyes I shook my head no. Oh
God how could she do that? She climbed back onto the bed
kneeling at my head and capturing my head between her knees
again. She lightly patted my mons with the switch a couple of
times then raised it high and brought it down rapidly onto my
mound several times. I screamed into the gag. On the fifth or
sixth stroke the switch landing directly in my cleft. I screamed
as loud as I could into the gag and thrust my body violently
against the bonds. Tears started to stream down my face. She
stopped for a moment and looked down at me then returned to the
rapid beating of my cunt. Every few strokes would hit the cleft
perfectly causing me to spasm violently. The energy drained from
my body until I couldn't even struggle any more. I didn't even
realize she had stopped for several seconds after the blows quit
raining down on my cunt. Alex had moved between my legs and was
examining my red and swollen pussy. I strained my neck to look
down at my mons as she manipulated my tender pussy, making little
cooing noises. "Mmmm...poor little abused twat," she cooed
stoking up and down the lips of my vagina. She looked into my
eyes then opened her hand to show me another alligator clip. My
eyes opened wide and I shook my head no as I pleaded uselessly
into the gag. She pulled the hood away from my swollen clit then
pinched and pulled at it. I moaned into the gag. When I felt
the metal teeth of the alligator clip bite into my clit I
attempted to thrust my hips trying somehow to escape the cruel
bite. She started to saw two fingers in and out of my cunt while
pulling at the clip with the other hand. I don't know how but I
felt myself start to respond despite the pain. Slowly I began to
grind my hips. "God," she said. "You're starting to cream
again. You're a natural pain slut." She added a third finger to
the other two pistoning in and out of me, then the fourth. She
started to twist her hand around in my cunt. "Yeah, slut. I'm
wrecking your pussy good." I felt my orgasm exploded and I felt
my pussy clutching her fingers. She withdrew her fingers from my
still spasming cunt and wiped them against my thighs. "Damn,
you're a juicy little cunt." She removed the clip from my clit
sending a shock of pain through my cunt then removed the clamps
from my nipples. I pain shot through my tender nipple as the
circulation returned to the abused nipples. Then the ropes on my
ankles and wrist were removed. She helped me rise. I groaned
finally able to move my aching legs then she loosened the ties
binding the wrist straps.
She drew me to her and kissed me tenderly on the lips. "You're
doing so good. Just a little more and we'll be done for today."
"Oh...please...I want to go now...." "Shhh..." she said. "C'mon
it's just a little more," she coaxed. She grabbed my hand and
lead me into the living room. "Kneel here," she said pointing to
the end of the coffee table. "Reach here," she said pointing to
the other end. She took a length of rope and tied a wrist to
each of the opposite legs of the coffee table so that I was
kneeling at one end and stretching out to the other. She kicked
my legs apart and tied me at the knees to the near table legs.
"Mmmm...." she said running a finger down the crack of my ass
then swatting my ass cheek hard. "Ohhh." I exclaimed in
surprise. "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere," she laughed.
I turned to see her return with a bottle of oil, a dildo, and a
paddle. "OK. Here's how the game works honey. I start paddling
your ass occasionally asking if you want it harder. If you say
yes I spank you harder. If you say no I still spank you harder."
She started laughing at her little joke. "No really. I spank
you at the same force until you beg me to rape your asshole."
"OK, here we go," she said bringing the paddle down onto my ass.
"Ughh..." I grunted, but it wasn't too bad. She alternated from
one cheek to the other then worked down to my upper thighs.
After a few minutes it was starting to get pretty uncomfortable
even though she hadn't increased the force she was using, but the
anticipation of waiting on harder strokes was driving me crazy.
Impulsively I said, "Harder please." "Mmmm...a brave little pain
slut." She increased the force of the blows and sped up the
spanking. "Aghhh..." I grunted. "After ten of fifteen strokes
she said "Harder?" I bit my lip to avoid answering but the next
stroke came down harder on my ass and I screamed.
"Aghhh...No...Ughhh....Stop....please, stop....." She continued
to paddle by ass. There was enough slack in the ropes for me to
squirm a bit but not to escape the blows. "Oh, God, please
stop," I screamed twisting my body and turning my head as she
rained the blows on my ass and thighs. She stopped and moved
behind me pull my hair and forcing my head back. "C'mon now.
You can do better than that can't you?" "Please....no...it
hurts....." "You were doing so well before, but now you're
disappointing me. I know you can take a lot more. Maybe I
should use me own judgment. You trust me to use my own judgment
don't you?" "Please..." I whimpered. "Hmmm...." she rose from
behind me then left. She returned in a few seconds and forced
the ball gag into my mouth again. "You're being a cry baby and
have really disappointed me," she said as she started paddling my
ass again. This time she mixed the timing, force and location of
the swats. While I could anticipate the swats earlier now I the
blows were catching me unprepared. She continued to paddle me
progressively harder. I started crying from the pain. Tears
were streaming down my face and I was blubbering into the gag. I
was tried to clinch my ass when I thought a stroke was coming but
it was useless. Finally she stopped. "See," she said stroking
my ass. "I knew you could take it. Are you ready to get you ass
raped now slut?" She licked her index finger and pressed it
against my asshole. She poured some oil down the crack of my ass
and rubbed the oil onto the length of the dildo. Then I felt the
head of the dildo pressing against my ass. With one forceful
plunge she forced the whole length of the cock into my ass. I
screamed into the gag and arched my back trying to escape the
incredible pain shooting through my ass. Nothing can prepare you
for the pain of an anal invasion. It was excruciating. She
eased a little of the tool out of my ass then forced it back in.
She reached under my body and started rubbing my pussy with her
oil covered hands. She worked the dildo in and out of my
reddened ass while playing with the folds of my sex. The pain
was still very strong but here manipulation of my pussy was
starting to stimulate me again. God how could I be getting
excited again at this abuse. "Yeah, take that fucker in your ass
slut. Your hole is sucking at that motherfucker. You should see
it," she said. She fucked the dildo in and out of my ass while
fucking my pussy with her hand. "Cum for me
slut....yeah....you're getting off on having your ass raped." I
couldn't help myself. I felt myself building to another orgasm.
Finally I felt myself go. My asshole clinching at the dildo
fucking my ass and my pussy spasmed around Alex's fingers.
"You're almost done for today, honey," Alex whispered tenderly
into my ear. She slowly eased the dildo out of my ass then
untied me. She helped me up and led me into the garage. Along
one wall was a wooden frame with several parallel metal bars
mounted across the top. She led me to the frame and said "Up you
go," and helped me to mount the rails on the sides of the frame
so that I could reach the bar. "Grab the bar," she said. She
then slid over a step ladder which she climbed to reach my hands
and secure the wrist straps to the bar. She stepped down. "OK,
honey, step off the rails." I slowly eased off the rails resting
all of my weight on my bound wrists. I hung there for a couple
of minutes with my back to Alex. The exertion of just hanging
there was starting to take its toll. My arms and shoulders were
starting to ache, my breathing was coming in gasps, and my entire
body was glistening from sweat. I couldn't take the pain in my
arms and shoulders anymore and moved to step back onto the rails
when I received a sharp swat with a switch across my thigh. "No,
no," she said. She used rope to secure my ankles to the lower
portion of the frame so that I was now hanging spread eagle from
the bar. When I was secured she began using the switch across my
back, ass, and thighs. My ass was still extremely tender from
the paddling. Every blow caused me to thrash violently in the
bondage frame. She paused for a moment and I thought it was
finally over before she began bringing the switch up between my
spread legs - swatting my sex and inner thighs. The pain was
incredible, but I couldn't evade the switch. Eventually all
energy was sapped from my body and I hung motionless enduring her
abuse. She came around to my front and kissed me tenderly on the
lips and began gently fondling my sex. She then went to her
knees and started expertly sucking my cunt and asshole bringing
me to another orgasm. She then rose and kissed me tenderly. I
could taste my sex on her lips. "It's almost over baby." She
got two clips and clamped on my nipples. The flesh of my nipples
was so abused the pain caused me to cry out. Each clamp had a
cord hanging from it which was tossed over another bar in the
frame top. She then attached weights to the cords so that my
nipples were pulled taut and distended. Next she untied my
ankles. I was still too weak to even attempt to climb onto the
side rails. She picked up a square metal rod about 6-foot long
and put it between my legs. She mounted one end into a socket in
the wall in front of me at about waist level. She went behind me
and lifted the other end so a corner of the rail pressed up into
my sex and placed it on the step ladder. I now sat with my full
weight resting on the rod pressed into my sex. The relief of not
hanging by my arms was short lived as the pain in my sex started
growing. The pain quickly became unbearable. I tried to pull
my self up by my arms but could only relieve the pain momentarily
before the strength drained from my exhausted arms and my full
weight was once more riding the rail. I began to beg and plead
for Alex to release me. Tears streamed down my face and I hung
forward with me arms secured overhead totally exhausted. Alex
began lifting the one end of the rail and dropping it onto the
step ladder jamming the rail into my sex sending tremendous shock
waves of pain through my cunt. I was too tired to scream and I
could only emit hoarse moans in response. I only vaguely sensed
her taking more pictures of me. She then mercifully pulled the
rail off the step ladder and from between my legs. I was totally
exhausted after all I had been through and hung limply from the
framed barely conscious. She pushed the step ladder under my
feet and told me to stand on it while she climbed and released my
arms. I collapsed, totally spent, to the floor when my arms were
released. I sensed her standing over me then felt a shower of
her piss splash into my face. The final humiliation and I was
too drained to even turn my face away.
I don't know how long I lay there on the floor before I woke. I
rose and went into the house to the bedroom where Alex lay and
climbed under the covers with her. She woke briefly to smile and
kiss me tenderly before we both fell asleep again. I woke again
several hours later. Alex had left a note saying she had to go
to work and that I was to clean up and then come visit her if I
liked. I went into the bathroom. I was surprised to see that
most of the abuses of the night before had faded. There were
still a few welts crossing my body and my nipples were very
tender and the teeth marks from the clips were starting to scab.
I felt my shaved mons and examined my tender sex no serious
damage. My asshole was a little tender too. It was probably
going to take many sessions with Alex before she was able to
finally ruin my holes. I couldn't wait to get started.
I plan on writing 8 stories: 4 from the slave's perspective and 4
from the master's/mistress' perspectives in the following
scenarios:
Slave Scenario one: Male dom/male sub
Slave Scenario two: Male dom/female sub
Slave Scenario three: Female dom/female sub
Slave Scenario four: Female dom/male sub
Master Scenario five: Male dom/male sub
Master Scenario six: Male dom/female sub
Mistress Scenario seven: Female dom/female sub
Mistress Scenario eight: Female dom/male sub
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