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CELIA'S FIRST TIME (ped, bdsm, abuse, incest)
BY SCAVENGER
The house had been up for sale for many months. The all-white
neighborhood didn't know what to do when a black family moved in. It
consisted of a husband and wife and a little girl. At no time in the
past had any blacks been in the neighborhood. One of the families with a
daughter of their own offered to go over and greet them, but noticed
that they were leaving, about 11:00 am. They would check on them later.
They also noticed the little girl stayed home.
Two little girls living on the block went over to the house. They were
both 10 years old, and had a small bag with them. They rang the
doorbell. A very pretty little black girl, about the color of very
heavily creamed coffee, greeted them.
"Hi. My name is Tanya, and this is Belinda. We're both 10 years old, and
wondered if we could come in and play with you."
The little black girl smiled, very happy that came over to play. "My
name is Celia. I'm 8 years old. Come in, please. My folks are gone and
won't be back until late this evening. Would you like to see my room?"
"Sure," said Tanya. "We'd love to."
"It's all the way up, on the third story, which is really the attic, but
it's really comfortable, and really big." Celia was a small girl, but a
little on the chunky side. Really nice for what they were going to do to
her.
The two girls followed Celia up to her room, the little Afro-American
girl smiling all the way. When they entered the attic they stepped on
very soft blue carpet, noticed head of her bed facing the large picture
window at one end of the room, the foot of her bed facing another
smaller window on the opposite wall. It had four posts and many railings
at both the head and foot. Beams criss-crossed the ceiling. Perfect for
what the girls wanted to do to Celia.
"This is really nice, Celia," said Belinda. "Do you mind if we take off
our shoes?"
"No, go ahead. In fact, I'm taking off mine as well."
Three pairs of shoes dropped on the carpet, three sets of bare feet dug
into the soft carpet. Celia placed them side-by-side neatly just
underneath the side of the bed. "What would you girls like to play?"
"Well, there's a game that we play with the new girls who move into the
block. Every girl has had to do it. Do you want to, also?"
"Well, sure. I wouldn't want to be left out," said Celia, not knowing
what she was letting herself in for. "What's it called?"
"It's called 'Tie-Up'," said Belinda. "Have you ever heard of it?"
"Why no. How do you play it?"
"Well, to play it the right way, you have to take off all your clothes."
"All my clothes? But why? Can't I play it with my clothes on?"
"No. And if you don't want to play, we'll leave right now, and make
certain no one else plays with you at all. Ever. So it's your choice.
Take off your clothes right now, or we leave and tell everyone not to
play with you."
Celia, dressed in only a pullover dress and panties, didn't have that
much to take off. She turned her back to the other two girls, then
pulled the dress over her head. She stood there a moment in just her
panties.
"That's OK for now. But we need you to turn around."
Celia turned around, hiding her nipples with her arms. The two girls
pulled on her wrists and crossed them in front of her, then Tanya pulled
out a long piece of rope and tied them together.
"What are you doing? Why are you tying me up?"
"Well, the name of the game is, after all, Tie-Up. And you get to be
tied up. Now come over here underneath one of the ceiling beams."
Belinda pulled on Celia's bound wrists until she had Celia where she
wanted her. Tanya pulled out another piece of rope, tied one end around
Celia's bound wrists, then tossed the other end over the beam and pulled
on it until Celia stood on tiptoe.
"Ow! That hurts! Please let me go!"
"Oh we can't do that. And to make sure you don't make any more noise,
here's a little something to keep you quiet." Tanya shoved a small red
ball into Celia's mouth, then ran three pieces of duct tape over her
mouth to hold it in. "OK, Belinda, ready?"
"Ready," said Belinda. The two girls stood on either side of Celia, then
put their fingers into the sides of her panties, and slipped then down
until they came completely off over her feet. With one hand each, they
lifted each of Celia's bare feet and with the other slid her panties
off, until she stood tied stretched up on tiptoe and tape gagged with a
ball in her mouth.
Belinda and Tanya looked around near the floor, and found what they were
looking for.
"You take her right ankle," said Belinda, "I'll take her left."
Belinda and Tanya wrapped rope around Celia's ankles, then spread them
apart until they left the floor. Celia whined through her gag. Belinda
lifted Celia's right ankle at a right angle to her body and tied it to a
dresser mirror post. Tanya lifted her left ankle, also bringing her left
leg perpendicular to her body, and tied it to the large window handle.
Celia screamed through her gag at being split. Her little dark pussy
lips parted to show the nice pink inside. They could also see her little
rear puckered hole, a bit darker then her body.
"Well, Celia, how do you like the game of tie-up," asked Belinda.
Celia shook her head.
"Well," said Tanya, "we can do one of two things. We can torture you for
awhile before your folks get home, then untie you, or we can leave you
like this for the rest of the day and let your folks find you just like
this."
Celia's eyes grew wide at both prospects. "And if you think about
telling, we have a camera with which we will be taking pictures of you,
and we can always make copies to give to your folks. So, by nodding or
shaking your head, tell us which you would rather have. Us torture you
and get to play with all the other children?"
Celia nodded vigorously. Only, she didn't know what she was letting
herself in for.
"Blindfold her," said Belinda. Celia shook her head. Tanya slipped
behind her and while Belinda held her head, tied a very large bandana
around her head which covered her eyes completely. She couldn't see.
Belinda and Tanya both had worn that bandana quite lot.
Belinda reached under Celia and played with her little pussy lips,
sticking a finger up inside her. She was as wet as wet can be.
"Why, Celia. You are getting off on this, aren't you? You are so wet
inside!"
"Let me feel," said Tanya, and reached inside Celia's little twat as
well, Belinda keeping her finger inside as Tanya's joined hers. Celia
grunted at the intrusion.
Celia loved what they were doing to her, she had to admit. She had never
felt like this before. The two fingers inside her "down there" caused
her to feel things she had never felt before.
"Let's take our fingers out and prepare to torture her," suggested Tanya.
"Good."
Celia felt empty now that the two older girls had pulled their fingers
out of her pussy. She wanted more.
Nothing happened right away. Celia hung there, her legs spread in splits
and tied, her wrists tied above her head, tape gagged with a ball in her
mouth, and blindfolded. She wanted more. She wanted whatever they were
going to do to her. She wanted it now. The strain on her shoulders and
arms soon became almost unbearable. But she wanted more!
"Have you ever heard of a crotch rope?" asked Belinda. Celia shook her
head no. Belinda and Tanya, of course, had known about crotch ropes
since about seven, when they started tying up each other for fun, and
progressed to the real hard bondage over the year.
Celia felt a rope being tied around her waist, and tied so tightly it
sunk her stomach in just below her belly button. One of the girls
smeared something wet and gloppy onto Celia's little anus. Celia tugged
at her bonds as she did this. Then, something just at the opening, then
pushed in a little farther, then farther until it popped completely in.
"This is a butt plug, Celia. Does it feel good?" Celia shook her head
no, even though something made her shudder at the intrusion into her
tight rear hole. No one had ever touched her there except her mom had
during a shower, but only to wash between the crack of her little black
bottom. The intrusion into her rear hole sent a shock through her whole
body.
"Get the crotch rope, Belinda, and pass it to me." As Belinda tied one
end to the rope around her waist in front, she pulled it into Celia's
slit he passed it back to Tanya, who pulled it even harder, so hard that
her pussy lips formed themselves around the rope completely, pulled it
up the crack of Celia's ass forcing the butt plug in even a little
further, and tied it off to the rope in back.
Celia took deep breaths. The rope rubbed against her clit, sawed back
and forth against her slit and butt plugged anal hole. Celia could
barely feel the movement, but feel it she could. She wanted more!
"Would you like to be whipped, Celia?" asked Tanya. Celia took a deep
breath and shook her head no vigorously. Yet, secretly, she wanted to
be. She wanted to know what it was like. "We will whip you then, but
only on your ass and against your pussy. Possibly your back, but
possibly not. Belinda, you first."
Belinda stood back and to the side of Celia, and there was just enough
room between Celia and the wall to give her a good whipping. She drew
back with a cat o' nine and let go. It hit Celia's bottom with quit a
whack, and Celia screamed into her gag. A second time the whip caught
her brown backside. Again, again . . . . . Fifty times she hit Celia's
bottom, and could see welts raise up against her bare backside.
"Now, it's my turn to whip your little pussy," said Tanya. "I have here
what is called a pussy whip. It is a handle with six leather strips
coming from it, each one with many knots tied in it from the handle all
the way to the tip. Prepare yourself for the pussy whip, Celia." She
stood in front of Celia's sweet naked body, a little sideways, and had
her first swing. It caught Celia directly on the lips and peeking clit.
Celia cried out. Fifty times her whip caught Celia's bare pussy lips.
Fifty times Celia cried out in pain, each whipping coming a little
harder, each cry going from whimpering to screaming.
When Tanya finished, they let Celia just hang there, waiting for her to
settle back down. Celia hurt, but at the same time felt the pleasure in
that pain. She wanted more, even more, even more harsh treatment.
"Are you ready to be let down, Celia? Have you had enough?" asked Belinda.
Celia thought a moment, then shook her head no vigorously.
"You want more?" asked Tanya, surprised.
"MMMMmmmmm," cried Celia through her gag and nodded hard.
"How about the clamps?" asked Tanya.
Brenda smiled, reached into the bag and pulled out two alligator clamps
with long chains on each one.
Celia felt the girls squeezing and pinching her nipples. Celia squealed
loudly as the other two girls tortured her dark little nips. But she
didn't expect the pain as the girls pulled her nipples out as far as
they could and allowed the biting teeth of the alligator clamps latch on
to her nipples. She screamed and screamed as they did their work. The
girls found two chairs and pulled on the chains, pulling them over the
beams where her wrists were tied, and locked them to the opposite
chains. This pulled Celia's nipples up toward the ceiling. She screamed
even louder.
'Oh, god, make it stop,' thought Celia. 'Oh, god, I want even more,'
thought Celia. She squirmed and squirmed in her bondage, her feet
swinging back and forth, her pussy lips spread wide, yet still wrapped
around the rope pulled tightly up inside her, splitting her in two.
"Are you ready to have an orgasm, Celia?" Brenda asked her.
Celia nodded, not knowing what an orgasm was exactly, but wanting to
know after hearing about them from her mother. She nodded vigorously.
She struggled, and the butt plug moved around inside her rear passage,
causing her pain/pleasure. Brenda flicked her nipple clamps causing her
to go into throes of pain. She writhed and threw her body back and
forth. She felt something beginning to build.
Brenda removed the crotch rope, the rope around her waist, and her butt
plug. Celia cried out when the butt plug came out. "OK, Celia. You
wanted an orgasm. We're going to give one to you."
Brenda began to play with Celia's little slit while Tanya tickled her
anus, rubbing along the crack of her ass. As Brenda rubbed faster, she
stuck a finger up into her pussy. Tanya slid her finger into Celia's
anus. Brenda found Celia's clitoris, and as she moved her finger in and
out of her pussy, she rubbed and flicked her little clit. Tanya moved
her finger in and out of Celia's anus at the same time. Soon Celia began
to shake and tremble. They knew they had her now. Faster all their
fingers worked on Celia, until she began to scream and tense. They
watched her as she curled her little black toes, bounced up and down,
did everything she could to avoid the girls fingers, which of course did
no good. Finally she really screamed, tensed and relaxed several times,
and they knew Celia had reached her first orgasm. But they didn't stop.
Celia screamed for them to stop, but they continued until Celia reached
a second orgasm. She was spent the girls knew, but yet they continued
until Celia couldn't take it any longer, yet brought her to a third orgasm.
They pulled their fingers out. They left her tied, gagged, blindfolded
and nipple clamped. "We're going to leave you like this for your parents
to find. If you can tell them a story about who might have tied you up,
say a bad guy of some kind and not tell on us, you will be welcome to
play with any of the girls on the block. If, however, we get into
trouble, you will never be allowed to play with anyone, and all the rest
of us will make your life such a hell you won't even want to come
outside. And beware of going to school. Understand?"
Celia nodded. She heard the leave, the front door slamming shut. Oh,
god, what would she tell her parents? She tried to get loose, but none
of the knots on her wrists were anywhere she could reach. She began to
ache all over. Her arms, her shoulders, her hips, her legs. But she was
forced to remain severely bound.
Hours later, she heard her parents return, and by now she was in so much
pain she was crying into her blindfold.
"Celia, dear, we're home!" her mother yelled out. "Are you here?"
Oh god, what if her father found her first like this? He hadn't seen her
naked since she was a baby. And tied up!
She heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Her door opening, the lights
being turned on.
"OH GOD! Celia! What happened to you?" It was her father, and she knew
he was looking at her. "Who did this to you?" Apparently he hadn't seen
her from the front first.
"Celia, dear, what . . ." Her mother! "Oh my god! Celia! What happened?"
Finally, they both saw her from the front, saw her pussy lips spread
wide open as if waiting for something, her gag, her blindfold, her
nipple clamps.
Celia heard nothing. Then something touched her pussy. She didn't know
what it was. Somebody pushed something big and hard and round into her.
Then began to move it back and forth. Soon, she reached another orgasm,
as she felt something spurt inside her, again and again and several more
times. Then someone else put something warm and wiggly into her, and
cleaned out whatever it was that was inside her.
Her father had put his pants back on, and not until then did they untie
her, and remove her clamps. Her mother picked her up and took her to the
bath. Nothing was ever said again about her being found like that.
And Celia joined a girl's tie-up club, where they took turns being tied
up naked. Sometimes she thought she got tied up more than the other
girls. Which, in fact, was true, since she was the only Afro-American in
the area. And often she wished she were tied up every time . . .
And then, after she told them what happened after her parents got home,
did they explain to her her father had put his cock into her and fucked
her, and her mother had cleaned her out with her tongue and mouth. Celia
couldn't believe it, but in then end decided she had to. She wanted
Brenda and Tanya to come over again and tie her up again in a different
way, then leave her for her parents to find her again, to see if her mom
and dad would do the same things to her. They agreed.
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