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M/f F/f PEDO / NC / SLAVERY/ Torture / SCAT
A story by RED ROSE
copyright 1998
"Redonna's Chair"
Pt 1
After seeing Sandi, seeing her finally find release for her desires, I
realized how silly it was to deny my own needs. I wasn't getting any
younger, and I wanted to experience all of my fantasies, even my
darkest ones. After talking to Martin, I knew that he had seen this in
me, but waited for me to come to the conclusion that denying myself was
stupid. We OWNED slaves. Slaves were for pleasure, ANYTHING that
would give me pleasure. Though I had access to any number of slaves I
had never really had more than one at a time pleasure me. This would
change too. Something I'd always wanted was to be the center of
attention to a couple of slaves. Slaves who upon command would OBEY
any command I gave them.
With Martin's help we developed a plan to stage some of my darker
fantasies, to make them true to life. He arranged for the slaves.
There were girls, 5, and 8. They had blonde hair and blue eyes, my
favorite *flavor* of little girls. Each also had an outstanding little
clit to play with, to do with as I pleased. The girls were innocent,
virgin, but their cherries had been picked by our doctor. (I hate the
mess of a broken cherry!) Martin had a special chair designed as my
*throne*. It was high backed, and very ornate. It did not have the
typical bottom in it. What it had was a sort of V shape, there was
just enough at the back of the seat to support my ass, while my legs
were supported along the V. So I would be sitting comfortably, and my
ass and pussy would be fully exposed and accessible to my slaves.
Beneath the chair there were some straps, made to hold a little slaves
head tightly beneath me in a position to accept whatever my gift to her
should be, whatever I desired to give her. There were straps to tie a
slaves hands to the legs of the chair. There would be no escape for the
slave. She would eat my shit, and drink my piss, or she would choke or
perhaps smother with her face covered in sticky shit. She would have
NO CHOICE but to OBEY. I also wanted to see Martin use the chair. I
could imagine some tiny little slave sucking on his hard cock while
another sucked his ass, accepted his offering and licked his ass
clean...
I had wonderful plans for this chair!
We arranged for the physician to pierce my little slaves. Each would
have nipple rings, and rings in their pussy lips. I wanted to be able
to use the rings to pull my slaves to me, or perhaps to tie open their
little pussies that I might be able to *torture* their little clits at
my will. The slaves arrived healed and ready for play. I was in
heaven! Martin arranged our business schedule so that we would have
two days alone with our little slaves. We both thought we could use
them quite well in
that 48 hours. (and need to rest after them!)
We began teaching the new slaves by starting with the 8 year olds
lessons, making the other girl watch. (Our man stood quietly in the
corner, watching, taking in the sight. He was naked, his huge cock
already hard. I smiled at him. He knew what his reward was going to
be for just being there..) The 8 year old was stripped naked and stood
before us. I examined her from the top of her head to her toes. I
took each nipple ring in my fingers and tugged on them slightly,
forcing her to grimace. Martin stood behind her and began running his
hands up and down her little body. She was ticklish, and wiggled a
lot. Just the right thing for a slave to do! She did not appear to be
afraid, or even uncomfortable about being naked. She would be, soon.
I got on my knees in front of her and put a finger through each of her
nipple rings, and began to pull on them. I pulled harder and she
finally opened her mouth to scream. I covered her mouth with my own,
and thrust my tongue into her mouth, stifling her scream. She bit me.
I expected her to bite me. When she did, I yanked on her nipple rings,
forcing her to scream again and in doing so releasing my tongue.
I grinned at her and told her, "For biting me" and twisted her nipple
rings. She was in agony, and I loved it! Her cries, the sight of the
rings twisting and pulling her nipples, lit the fire in my gut. Martin
held her as she struggled to be free. I smiled and told her, "Now,
open your mouth and kiss me. DON'T bite me or your punishment will be
worse." She opened her mouth. My tongue had access to all the
sweetness within, and now and then I licked the tears from her cheeks.
She did not bite and I released her nipple rings. The girl that was
watching was crying too. It was to be expected, after all one of her
own was being abused, forced to scream. Yet she was learning what NOT
to do.
She would watch her learn, see her punishments. They would have to be
punished too, no doubt, and they would learn to be "pleasing". I
was not going to go easy on either of them, least of all the oldest
girl. She was almost too old for me to desire, I like them young, VERY
young. She was there for that one reason only, as a tool to teach the
other.
I slipped my fingers through the rings in her pussy lips and pulled
them wide open. Her clit was wonderful and poked up high and proud. I
wanted to see if it would stand taller. I pushed her back on the floor
and shoved my face in her sweet little pink pussy. I licked her hard
and fast, thrashing her clit with my tongue, making her wiggle and
squirm. I nipped it just to hear her yell, to feel her flinch. Martin
was holding her hands, and she could not get away from my assault on
her tender clit. The other girls watched in wide eyed fascination and
fright. I licked her for only a few more seconds then grasped her
little clit between my fingers and pinched it hard! Her resulting
scream made me cum, she screamed and squirmed so nicely to my touch!
Martin really had to hold her as I continued to pull and pinch her clit
until my cum subsided. Her clit swelled up nicely, becoming even
larger than before. Poor Martin! His cock was raging hard! I grasped
it and began to jack it off for him. Only a few strokes and my love
was shooting his hot sticky cum into the up turned face of the little
slave girl. It splashed all over her face, in her eyes, and nose, some
even went into her mouth when she tried to yell. The more she squirmed
and writhed, fought against him holding her hands, the more cum he shot
into her face! It was a wonderful sight!
I don't apologize to anyone for the fact that I am ALWAYS horny. The
more I cum, the more I want to cum, need to cum! Especially when I
have nice new, fresh little slaves to play with. Now, living out my
darker fantasies, I was hotter than ever, and the need was great. Even
Martin was affected, his cock barely softened after that great cum. He
too was excited about the coming events with the little slaves. I
could hear our man, he was breathing heavy, his cock hard and I could
see it throbbing. He was waiting though, waiting for his reward...
I played in my little slaves pussy, pushing my fingers in and out of
her roughly, fucking her unmercifully. She cried at the abuse I was
giving her tiny slit, making all of us hotter by far. I pinched her
clitty and she screamed again, music to our ears. There were a great
many things to do to this little 8 year old slave, but they would wait
for another time, another slave even.
It was time for her to experience "My Chair".
Martin picked her up and carried her to the chair. He slid her beneath
it and quickly tied the straps around her head. I looked down and
could see her lovely frightened face between the legs of the V.
I smiled. She was positioned so that her nose would be at the top of
my slit, her mouth at my ass.
Positioned this way I could slide my pussy up and back over her warm,
wet little mouth, or plant my asshole firmly against her sweet little
lips. A little movement on my part and I could give her my piss, or my
shit, and I could just slather her face with hot pussy juice, which
ever I desired. I was already dripping from my earlier cum, and this
sight made my juices flow even more. I was so excited it was almost
impossible for me to not to cum right then!
I sat down in the chair.....
Oh god! How can I describe the feeling of her little face pushed up
and held tight against me? There are no words! With no effort on my
part to hold her there, her face was wedged against me. I could feel
her try to struggle, but she was strapped in so tightly she could not
move her face away from me. I looked down and saw her. Her eyes were
huge with fear, I could see pleading in them, pleading for release. I
smiled and told her,
"Now, it is time for you to know that you are a slave. When you have
done what I tell you to do, you will be released. You MUST do as I
say, or you will stay tied to this chair, with me sitting on your face
until you do! And you will be punished for not obeying me. If you
understand, close your eyes." She closed her eyes.
Martin gathered the other three little ones and had them stand close
around. They had to watch, to know what was going to be expected of
them.
I gave my attention back to the slave beneath me. "Now, open your
mouth as wide as you can. I have some shit to give you." She did not
obey. I looked at Martin and he leaned down and grasped one of her
pussy rings, and one of her nipple rings. He tugged them slightly.
"Now, are you going to open your mouth, or does he have to pull harder
on your rings?" I asked her. She began to cry as Martin tugged a
little harder on those rings. Her mouth opened.
"Keep your mouth open wide, take all I give you. I want you to eat my
shit, swallow it." I began to shit. She screamed when the first glob
hit her mouth. I felt her lips clamp shut against me. I did not stop.
She would open her mouth and eat it, now, to keep it from covering her
face, or when Martin punished her. Either way, she WOULD eat it. She
struggled and it did no good, she could not move away, could not turn
away. My shit began to cover her face. It frightened her, and at last
she opened her mouth. I could feel her mouth working against me as she
began to eat my shit. Her lips and tongue caressed my asshole as she
took it in and swallowed it. She was crying, huge tears flowed down
her face. I smiled at her and said, "Yes, that's it, eat my shit. You
are a good little slave aren't you?"
I heard Martin move, saw him go behind the chair. Then all hell, or
heaven if you will, broke out in my cunt. She screamed, LOUD and long
against my asshole, her mouth full of my gift to her. I looked over my
shoulder to see Martin. He'd drove his hard cock deep into her tiny
slit in one thrust, stretching, tearing her little pussy as he did. I
came. I could not have stopped it for all the tea in China, or gold in
the world. My juices flowed, mixed with my shit on her hot little
tongue. Martin fucked her hard, taking no care for her at all. He
wanted to get off, and that he would certainly do! Finally I stood and
released her face. She was terrified, totally scared. Her cheeks were
covered with my shit, it was a sight to see! I watched as Martin
continued to fuck her until he shot his load deep in her abused little
pussy.
When he was done, he pulled from her and we stood together beside the
chair, looking at her, smiling. The other little slave was crying
almost as hard as she was, and that was pleasing in and of it's self!
I decided she should watch as I gave my little slave a shower, a golden
one! I stood over her face and began to piss. I watched as the warm
stream splashed in her face, sort of washing my shit from her cheeks.
She was thrashing around, screaming, trying to get loose from the
chair. Nothing she did could get her free. Our man and Martin both
pulled on their cocks as they watched my piss splash in the little
slave girl's face. "Yes!, this is what you are made for! This is what
you will look forward to! You must learn to love to eat your
master/mistress's shit, and drink their piss! YOU are SLAVE." I told
her and finally I was done.
Martin released our little slave and our man came to take her. She
fought against him, in a futile effort to get away. He carried her
away to clean her up for us. He would also use her well before she was
returned to us. I could see by his raging hard cock he could not wait,
and she would indeed suffer a bit more when he drove it into her tiny
cunt and fucked her hard and mercilessly.
While we waited for her, we went to the younger slave and began to
examine her. We oohhed and ahhed over her rings, wiped her tears, and
tried to calm her. I really would rather she have a more signifcant
reason to cry then just having seen the 8 year olds performance. I
gathered her to my breasts. She felt so small and warm! I knew she
was the most innocent of them, though by no means was the other
*sullied* in anyway well, only a little bit!
I was becoming callous in my *later* years. I didn't really care that
our man was ramming his big fat cock into the 8 year olds pussy. That
he was hurting her, making her scream thrilled me rather than upset me.
I no longer cared if her pussy was torn open to accomodate his big
thick cock. She'd be that much easier to fuck for anyone else,
including myself, when I strapped on a dildo. That is if we kept her
that long. I doubted that. She was in essence, getting to old for our
taste.
Then again, she would make an EXCELLENT toilet...
When our man brought her back she was subdued, quiet. No sign of
tears. I knew it was only because she was beyond tears at the moment.
She was indeed, in shock. It would pass, I knew this from experience,
but until it did, she would be VERY willing to do as she was told.
Anything to prevent her being fucked and/or whipped again. The first
thing I did was bend over and present my ass to her. I told her, "You
were not a very good toilet. You did not lick me clean. Lick my ass
clean, NOW!" She did not move fast enough to be pleasing. Martin
grabbed her and shoved her face in my ass. I heard him growl at her,
"Your Mistress says to lick her ass clean, DO IT. Lick it clean or you
will be whipped!" I felt her warm wet tongue as it slid between my ass
cheeks. She began to lick my asshole, so slowly as to be nearly
excruciatingly erotic! "Hmmm yes, that's it. Lick my ass clean. Yes,
lick up all the shit you missed the first time!" She did exactly as
she was told. Never had I felt anything so sensuous as her warm, wet
little tongue sliding in and out of my asshole, and over my ass cheeks!
The other little slave was in tears again, very pleasing. I moved my
ass around on her tongue and finally moved to let her tongue lick my
slit. I was hot, I was wet and juicey. Martin's cock was rock hard as
he watched me smear our little slaves face with my pussy juice. He
held her head in his hand and pushed her face deeper into my slit, she
had to open her mouth to breath. That's when I pissed again. It was
heaven! She struggled against Martin holding her, but could do nothing
to get away from us. I washed her face with my piss, and knowing that
because she had not yet learned to drink it, she was finding it in her
eyes, nose, mouth, ears....I got one hell of a cum while giving her
another piss facial.
She was a mess, but no less a turn on for us. Martin pushed her to the
floor and lifted her little legs high. He aimed his cock and with one
thrust buried it deep within her little 8 year old pussy. She screamed
as he entered her. His cock was not as large as our man's but her
pussy had been sorely abused, even torn slightly and any cock would
have hurt her. I loved the sound of her screams...
I moved to sit with the other little slave and watched with her as
Martin pounded his cock into the writhing little girl flesh on the
floor. It was a beautiful sight! This is what little girls are made
for! To be pleasing, to be fucked, to be used and abused anyway we saw
fit. They are after all no more than slaves. I sat the 5 year old
between my legs. I grasped my tits and pushed them into the little
girls faces and told her, "Suck on my nipples, do it, suck them!" She
was too afraid not to do it. I felt a soft set of little girl lips on
my nipple, gently sucking, gingerly sucking. "Harder, suck my tits
harder! Now SUCK!" I said in a commanding voice. She obeyed.
Heaven! I reached between her legs. I fingered her tiny slit. She
alone was only upset because the other girl was crying, not because she
understood what was happening, she couldn't she was too young. I slid
my finger up and down in her slit, playing with that awesome clitty I
found there. To me there is nothing like a big clit on a LITTLE girl,
nothing hotter, nothing that needs more attention!
My fingers played in her slit and with the rings in each of her pussy
lips. She wiggled nicely up against me. As I watched Martin continue
to fuck our oldest slave, I held the youngest tightly and then drove my
finger into her tiny slit. She yelped and tried to get out of my
grasp. I smiled, held her tighter and began to finger fuck her. Now
she cried. Now she had reason, now she knew why.
I now have the 5 year old sucking on my tits finger fucking her all the
while watching Martin fuck the 8 year old slave girl! Both of them are
crying, screaming...
Finally Martin gave out a lusty yell and dumped his sperm deep into her
little belly. I wondered right then if an 8 year old could get
pregnant? I didn't think so, but I could hope. Nothing would be finer
than to have an 8 year old give birth to a girl baby, than make her
watch as that same baby is trained from birth to live, eat, drink, play
in sex! Can't you just imagine? You're a man, you have a baby girl,
your cock is hard. She wants to suck things, you give her your cock to
suck on! Close your eyes and just imagine, she sucks you, wanting your
hot cum, it's like her lifeline, her meal. She wants it, needs it! I
groaned, I wanted this for Martin! I wanted to share in such an event
with him! I hoped she'd get knocked up! On those thoughts I came
hard, and wrapped my arms around my little slave and held her tightly
to me.
Martin and I were both exhausted. It had been awhile since we had cum
so much and so hard in so little time! Our man took the girls to their
room. He would clean them up for us and bring them back later. He
would touch only the 8 year old, her he could have whenever, however he
wanted to have her.
The next afternoon found us with our little slaves once again. Upon
examining the 8 year old we found her pussy swollen and slightly
bruised. I don't know why, but I decided we should have mercy and not
fuck her cunt. Instead she would receive fat hard cock in her ass.
Martin and I were naked, as of course were our little slaves. I lay
the 5 yr old down on the bed and pushed her legs open wide. Then
Martin posistioned the 8 yr old on her knees, her face at the younger
girls pussy. He told her, "Go ahead, kiss her pussy. Kiss it!" The
girl shook her head no and Martin immediately slapped her ass HARD. "I
said, KISS HER PUSSY. Do it! Do it right now or you will be spanked!"
and he slapped her ass again to show the promise. She screamed and
cried, huge tears flowing down her face, but she lowered her mouth the
younger girl's pussy and kissed it. It was exciting to see her foced
to kiss that hairless little pussy!
"Now, stick your tongue out and lick it. You'd better lick it good !"
I told her. She obeyed without Martin swatting her ass. God it was a
sight! 8 years old and licking a 5 year old's slit! Awesome!
I was fingering my own pussy as I watched the scene before me. Martin
was rubbing his cock up and down in the girl's ass crack, getting ready
to shove it in her ass. The 5 year old was crying too, and wiggling
beneath the onslaught of the older girl's tongue. She was cute, all
wiggling and squirming, it made me hot just to watch her move!
Martin took the older girls hips in his hands and held her as he aimed
his cock at her asshole. I reached over and grabbed a handfull of her
long blonde hair, and beneath her to grab one of her nipple rings. As
Martin began gently probing her asshole with his rock hard member I
whispered to her, "He's going to shove that big hard cock of his in
your butt. Just like he shoved it in your little pussy. He's going to
fuck your hard, make you scream for me. You will scream won't you
little one? Yes, I know you will. Don't stop licking that little
pussy in your mouth when he shoves his cock in you, if you do, I will
slap your butt as hard as I can, do you understand me?" She was nearly
hysterical, and didn't answer. No matter. I had her hair in my hands.
Her mouth would STAY on the little pussy before her.
I grinned at Martin and he gave one hard shove and his cock slpit her
asshole open and sank it's full length into her in that one thrust.
She did indeed, scream. Just as Martin shoved his cock up her ass I
had twisted her nipple ring. Pain assailed her from BOTH ends, and she
screamed loud and long. I held her face to the younger slave's pussy,
made her scream into it. I loved it! I loved the sight of Martin
slamming his cock into her tight virgin little ass! Loved the sound of
her screams, the way she writhed and moved, and cried! The 5 year old
was crying too, having been scared by all that happened around her, and
to her tiny slilt. I watched as Martin fucked the girl's ass, watched
his cock slide in and disappear, only to be drawn almost all the way
out and slammed in again. He was using the slave well.....
Martin came quickly. Her tight little asshole and screams were more
than he could stand. He held her as he pumped gob after gob of hot
sticky cum deep into her guts. Finally his cock was growing soft but
he did not pull free of her asshole. Instead when his hard on subsided
enough he began to piss in her ass! I could see her reaction to the
hot golden liquid as it filled her belly, could see it as it began to
flow back out of her ass! It was a wonderful sight! I grabbed one of
her hands and pulled it to my sopping cunt. I held it against my pussy
and fucked it, cumming and coating her hand with my hot juices. When
we finally released her, she knew all too well she had been royally
fucked in her ass, and the promise was of more to come!
We made her sit on the end of the bed, her ass dripping piss, and made
her watch as we lay beside the 5 year old girl. Martin and I both
gently, lovingly caressed the young girl. Played with her pussy and
the rings in the lips. She wasn't crying any more, and in fact was
beginning to like the caresses we gave to her tiny slit. The older
girl was angry, possibly jealous that it wasn't her lot to be treated
so kindly. We were sated for the moment and wanted to take more time
with our youngest slave, to teach her more gently. What she saw with
the older girl was to show her what MIGHT happen if she did not do as
she was told. For now though we released them both to our man. He
would clean them up for as AGAIN.....Next time they came it was Martin
who would sit in my chair...
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