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The following is a work of fiction intended for legal adults who are
legally free to indulge in material that involves f/f, consensual, heavy
bdsm and other sexual situations. If you are a minor, or are offended by
such material, please visit your local newspaper to witness the real
horrors of the world. Do not read this story. Those who do read it,
please feel free to offer candid comments and even suggestions for how
you would like to see the story proceed. Contact at
boli@mindspring.com
Response to the story has been very positive and encourging. I wish to
thank all who have been nice enough to relay appreciation, kudos and
suggestions. Those responses were the reason additional chapters have
been written. Note to regular readers: Some of you may agree with the
authors contention that Dee has been too long in the barn. I indulge
your patience and promise that she will reside there only through the
forthcoming Chapter 9. After that she will fast find herself in the
uncompromising and ruthless arms of Mistress Rhea, with many yummy
rememberances of her EXTREMLY atypical highschool and college years.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Roped mams, labial cohabitation, and contempt and humiliation in the hay
room
In her violent dance around the water drum, Dee had succeeded in
accidentally removing about half of the thumbtacks that had been epoxied
to her hands, fingers and forearms. Each ripped off tack took a layer of
skin with it, leaving a raw open sore in its place. In concert with
acute agony and waning lucidness, she threw her legs behind her
shoulders. Then, with minimal effort drove both of her fist and half of
her forearms up her viscid, syrupy cunt. She fast became a paroxysm of
half-conscious, double fist fucking, manic depravity. As a result of
locking her legs behind her shoulders, her torn and elongated tits fell
back across her head to flop about on the floor behind her. Her
up-thrust, bloodly, arm stuffed cunt offered itself to even deeper
plunges of her arms. She was built to take it. Even if not, she would
have gladly ruptured herself to accomplish the task of soothing this
real fire in her belly.
She plowed deeper in a demented fury, gouging small furrows in the
radically thinned out convolutions of her vaginal walls. Many of the
1/8th to 1/4th inch gouges bled into the copious slimy roux that
continually sweated off of the entire interior and exterior surfaces of
the gaping monstrosity. Her impossible clit raged out of its expansive
dwelling a full seven inches. Though cut and severely bruised, it
quivered in a futile attempt to expand further. The freaky mass of
erectile tissue would not accept another drop of bloating blood. Dee had
arm fucked herself to the extent possible, being restricted at
mid-forearm by the uncooperative angle of her radically up-thrust ass
and the length of her rapidly pistoning arms, rather than the capacity
of her vast and commodious cunt.
She pulled both arms out slowly, licking the crimson tinted, spumy froth
that was the result of her vigorous, deep, up and down churning. She
moaned and squealed in frustration. She hoped she could cum if only she
could have dug deeper, not that the rear of her elongated vagina was
more sensitive than the front. Such is not the case in women, not even
the most unusual Deanna Winston. No, she wished to go deeper. To do so
would increase the long constant stroke past her own special hot spot.
Dee's spot was located along a four inch path at the upper portion of
her oily fuck sleeve, beginning about two inches in from the cavernous
opening.
Crying out loud with staccato "..urrgghh, eeee... cum, cummm,
aggggg..ugg, ohhh Ggg..oo..d! he..he..lp, cummm, ohh, shitttt, urggggg,
unhhh, sputttt...," she pistoned with renewed effort to drive the dome
of her cunt further up into her body. The repetitive, desperate grunts,
cries and pleas increased in ear splitting volume as she literally
churned the viscous cunt oils into a thickening glob of oozing and
spurting goo. She stayed on the very edge of an orgasm that, had she
found release, would have finalized the current introduction to her
newly attained masochistic universe. Due to her ignorance about the
myriad of nuances concerning her new persona, and her current
semi-insane state of being, Dee did not know that even if she could
plunge both arms to the shoulder, she would still not attain the release
she so agonizingly sought. No, the new pain seeking marauder that now
inhabited her body and psyche, at the moment, demanded more than mere
deep seated fucking.
Eventually, in Dee's long suffering future, the demon would often - but
not always-demand that the pain be at such an intensity and served with
such uncompromising ruthlessness, that a new word be inscribed for it in
a special dictionary of masochism. It would be ultagon (ultimate agony).
Etymologists might well reject it, but Dee would willingly and
necessarily subscribe to it. She would experience it, in increasing
phases as her rapacious need to suffer expanded parallel to her
continuing erotic years.
In ignorant despair, she rolls forward to attempt a more cooperative
deep plunging angle for her dripping, phallic arms. It is a useless
maneuver as over 40 pounds of welted, bloody breast meat tumbles
downward so far and heavily that they force her embedded arms partially
out of her very slippery cunt. Now only her gyrating hands and finger
stir the thickening mess in her contracting cave. With lithe,
rubber-socket legs still behind her shoulders, she attempts to maintain
a precarious balance. Only her swollen and well-beaten ass touches the
floor. The injured tits undulate and bulge around her weakening arms.
They are so heavy and bloated that even her hands are eventually ejected
from her cunt with a loud slurry "glurppp" as churned, mayonnaise thick
cunt cream spills out in tablespoon sized gouts. She falls forward in
obedience to the gravitational command of her obscene breasts. They
spread out in quickening agony as all of Dee's weight comes to bear.
Dee is, now, a rather ridiculous spectacle. With legs stuck behind her
back, toes angling and contorting in response to her repressed orgasm,
and tits and clit pressed into the splintered floor, her eyes bulge
dramatically. She is now actually beginning to foam at the mouth. Flecks
of it spew out of her gasping mouth and dribble down her chin to
decorate the floor in front of her with a chaotic pattern of slippery
foam. Her arms instinctively reach back in an attempt to claw at her
spastic cunt. She can only reach the inner lips, which bulge outside
their larger twins to hang just within her desperate reach. They are
imbeded in a deadly grip of a dozen or so tacks. Howls and sputtering
screams echo across the pastures as she pulls with unconscious,
dangerous, strength. She elongates each an impossible ten thinned out
inches, to the multiple octave, 25th verse of "aiieeee..ee. c..c..cumm.
ccummm, hee..lp, helppp, urrrghh... ugghh" Her incantations are now even
more desperate. Her mother notes that Dee has added another inch to the
dangerously stretched labia. A small trickle of blood begins to emerge
along a three-inch long micro-tear on the interior surface of each. Dee
is literally beginning to rip and tear them from her suffering cunt. It
is still not the pain and humiliation required to put her exhausted body
to rest.
Recognizing Dee's near demented state and current possession of strength
that exceeds even her own, her mother shoves her entire hand into Dee's
foamy mouth. Dee bites down in desperate, unconscious response. She
still tugs at her splitting cunt lips. Now alarmed, her mother shoves
her fist deeper, rapidly. It lodges at the entrance of Dee's throat. In
desperation, she unfolds her fingers and plunges deeper. Dee's gagging
mechanism cuts in. It imparts a small but beneficial result. Dee stops
pulling her cunt lips but holds them in a tight catatonic induced grip
over ten inches around her bruised, torn ass.
"Let go of your cunt Dee. You have already torn it. LET GO! NOW!! You
are doing harm to yourself that I may not be able to fix. NOW DEANNA!!
Unhand your pussy". Dee stares bug-eyed and unseeing into her mother's
concerned eyes, gagging and choking, but still catatonic. "Okay you
fucking snot cunt, bitch. Take this dose of mama. You'll soon let go now
and fucking regret that I have to do this." With that said, her mother
begins shoving her compressed, open-fingered hand and arm down Dee's
throat. Dee is rendered mute as the arm becomes totally blocked and
embedded at mid-forearm. Dee's mouth is a cartoonish, stuffed vision.
Her jaw is on the verge of being unhinged. Her mother forces in another
inch of arm. She is only several inches short of reaching Dee's stomach.
Dee's lips are stretched to their maximum extent. A tiny trickle of
blood emerges at the far corners of her mouth.
As her thinned out mouth-lips began to turn blue from lack of oxygen,
her eyes begin to flutter. Soon, a panic awareness is observed. She is
incapable of uttering the smallest sound or taking in even a micro-gasp
of air. She lets go of her bleeding, torn inner cunt lips and blinks in
terror at her mother. "You let yourself go and lost all control Deanna.
As usual, you indulged in your own selfish need. And, for that, you are
now folded into a leg-locked ridiculous ball, on top of your mashed tits
and bleeding profusely from your inside cunt flaps. I do think you have
stretched them permanently and more than just a tiny bit. And worse,
here you are literally choking to death with my arm halfway down your
spastic gullet. Jesus Deanna, even I am impressed with your ability to
swallow this much. What a total slutty, little pain-whore you will
likely be; If, IF! I pull my arm out and let you live. You have not
obeyed me well at all today and I fear that you will become just too
damn sluttish and giving to your condition as you grow older. Maybe we
should end it all here Deanna," her mother whispered slowly into Dee's
fast fading ears and ability to maintain awareness. Her lips began
turning purple and her face blue. Her autonomous nervous system peaked
in activity, in an attempt to stall off death. Muscles and tendons
corded, jerked and quivered in maxed out intensity. Voluntary muscles
began to give up the ghost first, as she began voiding from all of her
unplugged orifices. Her eyes bulged further, as the arm progressed
another half inch. She was strangling to death. A few weak tears rolled
out of her bloodshot dangerously bulging eyes. Her mother noted the tear
and the accompanying last flicker of conscious pleading not to be
killed.
As Dee lost consciousness, the terror on her face was replaced by a blue
shrouded vision of serenity and peacefulness. Her mother slowly removed
her arm from Dee's impossibly stretched esophagus, throat and mouth. The
esophagus and glottis would be severely bruised. Her arm was coated with
a thin almost transparent veneer of saliva and blood. As the medium size
hand left the slightly split corners of Dee's gaping mouth, her mother
pulled her head back, pinched her nose closed and blew moderately hard
into her mouth five times. Removing Dee's legs from around her
shoulders, she positioned Dee up into a sitting position. Dee's
autonomous system kicked in immediately. Gasping and gulping larger and
larger volumes of air with each gasp. Her mother laid her on her side
and held her head sideways to allow any possible vomit to exit without
possibility of being aspirated into her lungs.
Dee lay quietly in her mothers rocking arms for ten minutes. Her serene
face recovered its natural and beautiful hues within a minute. She
stared directly into her mother's compassionate eyes and smiled broadly.
A fresh tear appeared from her left eye and rolled into the slight tear
at the corner of her mouth. She licked it away and spoke with a soft
raspy tone. "Oh Mama, it was so wonderful. I saw much of my future, I am
sure of it. I know my life will be much more of what I have always
wanted and needed. If I was ever ashamed and confused about it, I
certainly am not now. Mama I saw horrible-wonderful things being done to
me when I was a grown woman; not by you but by the most beautiful woman
I could ever imagine. She hurt me badly mama. I saw her doing the most
hideous things to me and I screamed for her to grace me with more and
worse. And, I did the most disgusting things in hopes that she would
grant me but a single second to lick a drop of sweat off of her
beautiful feet. I saw myself being abused and humiliated in public too
Mama. I was naked and bent in the most impossible horrid positions. God
have mercy on me Mama, I will be such a freak. I am a skinny runt now
compared to how I will look. But, I look forward to it. She will take my
monster-sized tits and stretch and twist them into impossible sizes and
shapes. And,... god help me, she...she will command me to go out in
public with my impossibly huge tits and cunt twisted and bound up in
horrible display. It was so humiliating and I would be so terrified,
that I would vomit and shit myself in front of everyone mama. Urrrghhhh,
my cunt, my cunt!"
"Ughhhhh.. Mama, I need to cum so bad again. It is worse than when you
drove that nailed board into my ass. It's different Mama, seeing you
naked for the first time ever with that board and its bloody nails, at
your feet. I need it again Mama, Give me something to drink and I can
endure. Please. Please beat me with the board more mama. It will help me
get through the night, I know it will. Please mama, my pussy is on fire
again. I know you said no more but I can not stand it if you don't help
me AHHH,unggghh."
Speaking calmly, Dee's mother responded. "No Deanna, there will be no
more board tonight." Dee stiffened and made loud, rapid sobbing sounds.
"Your ass is too far gone to take much more abuse, especially the board.
No sweet tits, it will have to be the bench." Dee gasped loudly. A quick
satisfied grin swept her blushing face. She had forgotten the "horrid"
bench and the "ungodly" thing that her mother had nailed to it. It was
the source of her first and last time to exhibit total anarchy with her
mother .
"Yessss, Mama I will, I will crawl to it right away. I will do my best
to make you happy. It might kill me Mama but I will do all that I can. I
want to please you so much Mama but I must cum. Let me go to it. I will
crawl on my belly. You can beat me with grandpa's whip. I will even
spread my legs so you can slash my horrid cunt." Dee was reaching for
her rigid clit as she spoke and began sliding to the floor.
"Stop right there" her mother yelled in a commanding tone. "We will
absolutely finish this night as I command, not as you wish, you fucking
idiot. Jesus, Deanna, you had a vision that makes your obscene cunt
start cooking and all of a sudden you presume to fucking tell me what we
are going to do. Your little out of body experience sure as hell did not
dose you with any added perspective or good sense did it? In fact, it
seems to have only made you more goddamn dingy than before. Now slide
your bloody ass over here, stand up and let me measure as promised. Oh
SHIT Deanna, it will take me a month to fix this ruined side of
butchered beef. Christ, I almost want to apologize. Most of the bleeding
has stopped however. Here, take the tape and pass it around to me. My
God Deanna you made your goal of 57 plus two more. I would never have
thought an ass, even one as huge as yours would swell so much. It would
indeed seem that you were built to expand to ungogly sizes as well as in
pain and agony my sweet little piss drinker." "Mama I never drank piss.
I never have. Honest." Dee responded almost apologetically and with a
blush. She had not, but had come close to doing so on several recent
occasions.
"Keep your foam spitting mouth shut you snot nosed disobedient bitch.
Not another word until I give you permission. Do you understand?" Dee
nodded quickly. "Now sit on the floor and lift your grotesque saggy left
tit up as far as you can. Mama is going to help her little cunt licking
slut reach her oily gaping pussy just as she wished a moment ago." Dee
struggled to attain a solid grip on her lap-napping tit, as she gazed up
at her mother with imploring confused eyes. The tits were so swollen
from the day's kicks, beatings, falls and punches that they not only
rested in her lap as she sat cross legged, but actually lolled off of
the side of her striped thighs, partially touching the blood stained
floor. Her left tit weighed close to 20 or more pounds. Her hands became
lost in the soft yielding rubbery mass. They completely disappeared,
even engulfing her wrist. Large deep hollows and lumpy fist sized knobs
formed, disappeared, and reappeared, as she struggled to grasp a large
solid portion of the shifting rolling mass. It flowed out in a variety
of undulating hot fleshy waves. It was like trying to lift and balance a
plastic, wastebasket bag that was brimming with gallons of Jell-O.
Finally, with great exertion, she is just able to get the entire bottom
portion of her blistered and welted bag off of her chest by lifting with
both hands and forearms. Her mother quickly placed a one-inch thick,
very abrasive, hemp rope under the tit at its juncture with the chest
wall. She orders Dee to continue holding the tit up as she proceeds to
create six extremely tight winds. She stops and appraises Dee's
contorting face as she begins to feel the constricting pain.
Six more compressing windings are secured. Dee begins to grunt. She
receives three hard slaps to her head as a reward for disobeying the
order not to make a sound. The already severally injured breast now has
a foot of very constricting bondage on it. The bound portion of the tit
takes on a conical shape that is as small as four inches in diameter at
the chest wall and only about seven inches at the 12-inch conclusion of
the rope's tortuous contribution. It has resulted in a vast elongation
of the endlessly elastic sac. The bloated meat is so tightly constricted
that it is now held slightly aloft in a drooping manner off her chest.
Dee moans and gasps at the sight of the horrid mass of deformed breast
meat that protrudes out of the rope, which her mother has secured with
three U-shaped nails that bite through the rope and into her tit..
The formerly vein-laced swaying mass of bruised and cut up flesh was now
a mutant, massive bag of reopened cuts, festering blisters, and
darkening bruises. The numerous pattern of veins now bulges up as thick
as pencils over much of the globular shaped monstrosity. The hot globe
of flesh continues to swell under the influence of the rope. It
protrudes outward at least 15 inches beyond the abrasive rope. Reopened
blisters drip their plasma on to Dee's legs in meandering confluence
with many small rivulets of blood from newly reopened welts and cuts.
The naturally raised surface of her areola has expanded to half the size
of an American football. A rope is quickly attached at the juncture of
the seven-inch wide base of the blood red areola with the rest of the
tit. The tightened rope reduces the seven inch diameter to just over
three inches. Dee screeches in agony as the dark red areola elongates
and bloats out to about three-fourths the size of the same football. The
veins in it cord up to the size of her fingers. It hangs off her bow
shaped, drooping tit like a solid red tit attached to another. The now
rigid, five-inch long globular nipple is leaking a constant flow of
lactate, small traces of blood and other fluids from internally injured
tissue.
Dee's screeches and imploring howls bounce off of her mother's unheeding
ears as she repeats the same procedure with the other tit. Dee throws
her head back and shrieks louder. She is ordered to stand up. She groans
and cries out as she painfully regains her feet. A quick loud lament is
heard as both overly distended appendages bob up and down and sideways
even as she very carefully stands up. They hang only slightly downward
from the first 12 tightly compressed inches. The curvature increases
outward and downward toward the tumescent leaking nipples, which point
mostly straight downward but slightly inward toward her quaking legs but
still over a foot away from them. They sway and jerk in cadence with her
erratic and erotic breaths. Each rages out and downward over two feet in
length. They continue to swell and begin to take on a dark red
appearance.
"You fucked up. Now start walking," her mother intoned with unmitigating
ruthlessness. Dee was terrified of what her tits would do if she moved.
They were already on fire and actually scared her with their horrible
appearance. She jumped forward with an unholy scream as her mother
blasted her across the back of the thighs with a 18 inch long, five inch
wide, one inch thick paddle containing 12 holes. It spurs her delayed
start. The pendulous monstrosities bounced up and down so violently,
that they bumped her lower thigh before flying upward above her waist in
a spring-like recoil. Dee shrieked and fell to her knees. The turgid
sacs fell so massively that they slammed into the floor, only to bounce
up quickly and bob and weave out beyond her knees and just off the
floor. This time the paddle smashed across the quivering left tit. Dee's
mouth spewed out a flume of blood tinged saliva from her raw throat and
mouth. It was a horrible gut wrenching howl. The tit slammed into the
floor so hard that it rebounded beyond her waist and then back to the
floor. A gush of fluid sprayed from the nipple. "AIIeeee!! Goddd, in
heaven I up, I'm up, don't hit my poor tit again Mama. Merciful God I
walking, I walking. Uuughh, it hurts, please hit me again, ahhhh I need
it, ohhh... ohh. No!..no! don't! Don't hit me...I..I..mean ..uhhh.
arrghh..yes! Do it! I want it. Hit my horrible tit with the board again.
Please! Please! Yaaaaaa!" Dee stopped momentarily and began rubbing her
legs together as if she had to pee. "
"Stop that you sorry, cunt dripping bitch. You still intend to disobey
don't you? Still blabbing and telling me what to do. I am damn well fed
up with your disobedient shit-eating attitude Deanna. Start running.
Now! you rubber titted, pussy farting little asshole."
Dee began to run around the room. Cunt snot had started to run down her
legs soon after she was smacked across the tits. It was beginning to
emerge in small spurts as the paddle rained a steady succession of
horrendous blows to the various exposed, non-roped surfaces of the
independently swinging appendages. Now they were a paroxysm of tossing,
flying impossibilities. They careened into each other, resulting in
spewing nipple fluids and splattered sweat, pus and blood from reopened
boils, blisters, welts, cuts and punctures. The constantly reshaping
sacs flew downward, actually smacking her knee when they temporally
straightened out under the severe downward thrust. Up and out they
tossed, oscillating, jerking, crossing over each other as well as
jumping up beyond her face. Occasionally, her off balance stagger and
attempt to recover resulted in their swinging almost completely around
her back, only to rebound back to the front in a deadly, flattening
impact with each other.
The room was filled with a cacophony of newfound shrieks and screams as
Dee staggered around the room and bounced off the walls. Her severely
bound and bursting meat bags were literally bouncing off each other, her
legs, her back, the walls and worse, the relentless paddle. She was so
exhausted that she began to fall on occasion. Her last fall almost did
her in. Her long grasping toes had failed on a particularly slippery
part of the floor causing her to hit it full force with her bound tits.
The right one was mashed out to the side limiting the horrible burning
injury mostly to the roped portion. The left bag was not so fortunate.
It was caught full length between Dee's torso and the splintery floor.
Dee's full weight caused the already over-tortured, corpulent sac to
elongate between her widly splayed legs halfway to her knees. It was so
traumatic and painful that she lay twitching and jerking for several
seconds.
The force of the fall had elongated and expanded the areola to a
temporary ungodly larger size than before the fall. The nipple bulged
out an extra half inch. Dee's mother straddled Dee's waist facing
towards her feet. She lifted the blood stained board high over her head
with both hands and arced it down with all her strength. SPLATTT!,
"YIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!" It was such a horrendous blow that Dee's left nipple
was driven completely into the tortured areola and tit. As soon as the
paddle was lifted the nipple sprung out with and audible "splurtttttt"
as a three second spurt of fluid fountained out over a two feet away,
spraying her tossing feet and the floor beyond. She flopped and tossed,
somehow getting back to her feet in the process. She continued her
dwindling efforts to stagger around the room.
Dee had received over 30 bruising, hole-blistering blows from the
slippery board before she was ordered to stop. Her tongue hung almost
four inches out of her mouth. Snot and foam was ejected from her nose
and mouth by way of her deep labored breaths.
She bent at the waist wheezing and snorting with ragged gasps in an
effort to regain her breath and strength. She sobbed in despiration as
she noted the even more horrible condition of her tits. As she bent,
they hung in a steady inward bow-like curve out beyond her knees but
toward her lower calves. They swayed back and forth in a heavy package
of fiery pain and disturbing appearance. She straightened up. They rose
with her torso. Each exposed unbound portion was swollen beyond her
wildest imagination. Their color had evolved to a medium dark purple.
The surfaces were a convoluted topography of bruises, welts, cuts,
festering pustules, ruptured blisters, thickened veins and raised knots.
They continued to swell as she sobbed and slobbered in abject pain, the
unsated bestial howlings of her drooling cunt and the struggle to regain
her breath.
In a quick maneuver, her mother pulled each elongated package around
Dee's back and tied them in such a manner that much of the unwrapped
portion were jammed together and pointing backwards. She had to exert
extra pull to accomplish this. It presented a most ridiculous and
abominable sight. Dee gave every appearance of having a giant set of
tits on her back. She wailed in agony and despair.
"Sit on the floor Deanna. Quickly!" Dee did as she was told. She
continued to wail and sob. "My cunt is burning so bad Mama. It's
cramping. I'll die If I don't cum. Let me fist it Mama. I will bring
myself off this time. Now my breast are out of the way and I can do it
right. Please Mama, I must" "Be quiet and put your legs behind your
shoulders sweetheart. Do it fast Deanna. I intend to destroy those
putrid bags of yours some more." "Gasppp! Ahhh... yesssss... do it Mama,
God, yes, beat them off of my horrid body. They feel like someone filled
them with alcohol and broken glass. Destroy them Mama, while I fuck my
slimy cunt with my thumbtacked arms. Yes! beat them until they shred.
Ahhh!! Fuck! fuck!.. cummm, gotta..cum..mmmm."
Dee had her legs behind her shoulders and was resting on her lower back.
Her arms were now totally free to ram deep in her cunt. The wounded clit
raged up to its maxed out seven inches. It was over an inch and a half
thick. The attached inner lips had temporally stretched so much from her
previous mauling that they mopped the floor with a thin veneer of
vaginal mucus each time the excited clit flexed in itching
unfullfillment. Her vulva had swollen to a near approximation of a
baboon's in heat. It yawned and gaped, making vulgar farting and
slurping sounds as it contracted in increasing heated need. Dee stared
at it in fascination. She was nearing another potential period of waning
sensibility.
Her mother pulled Dee's legs further around her back above her now
purple tits. A constant dribble emerged from the impossibly engorged
nipples. Now Dee's spine was bent almost to the extent of even her
extreme flexibility. It forced her torso and head down even more. She
was staring at her cunt close up. Her flexing clit bumped her chin. She
plunged both hands into her slippery box with ease. Whammm..SPLATT, An
18 inch, braided riding crop that had belonged to Dee's great
grandmother crashed into her wobbling tits.
"No Deanna! Get you fucking hands out of your cunt and wrap them around
your upturned ass." She had to actually kick Dee's hands out of her
slippery slot to be obeyed. Dee wailed in frustration and wrapped her
arms around the lower expanse of her pulpy ass. "Now pull you damnable
little tart. Grab your ass and pull. Bend your head whore! There. More!
That's my girl. Now taste twat you slutty bitch. Eat it until I say
stop."
Dee had contorted herself such that her face was right at her spastic
cunt. She was wide eyed with disbelief. She had never imagined she could
do such a thing. It was the beginning of a life-long, frequent, face to
face, lip to lip, romance that would have endless possibilities. She was
in lusting love with her gushing pussy. She mentally penned herself to
it as a thick gout of musky, sweet and sour tasting cream splattered her
upper face. She caught the viscous drool with her long tongue and
slurped it into her mouth. In her rapacous need to slurp as much cunt
slime as possible, she had overshot her clit, which now tickled her
neck. Half of her face was buried in the swampy musk of her severely cut
up and widespread vulva. She was sucking so vigorously that a loud
sucking "GLURPP" could be heard as she pulled back to gobble her entire
quivering clit in one swoop.
All seven inches easily slid down her greedy gulping throat. It touched
her glottis. She repressed her gag mechanism quickly. She sucked and
chewed as her mother began scoring her bloated rolling tits with the
riding crop. New welts were laid over the old. Blood and sweat flew. Dee
chewed harder and faster. Her head bobbed up and down in an effort to
clit fuck her mouth as fast as possible. Two fingers entered her tight
asshole.
She pulled off her clit and began screaming for her mother to smash her
harder and faster. Each of the dark purple, ghastly-distended masses was
now as large as a basketball with gigantic puffy, vein-riddled areola
hanging off the ends. They wobbled and swayed with each of the 25 blows
that had been delivered. The cock sized nipples flopped in independent
directions with each agonizing cut of the crop. MOTHER FUCKER!! OH
FUCKKK! Hit them! Cut them to pieces and feed them to me. AHHH SHITTT,
MORE!! HARDER!! Ghaaaaaaaaa, splurt, Ghaaaaaa, Dee shrieked as her
hypertrophied bags danced to the punishing downbeat of the crop.
Glooppp, she threw her face back into her cunt. She managed to pull her
ass a tad higher. Now she had all of her face in the widely gaping slit.
She sucked all of her loose dangling inner lips into her greedy mouth.
Lifting her head and pulling back, she managed to stretch the
unmasticated exposed last three inches of each an additional three. Down
she went again, making room for her clit along with the lips. Her nose
and forehead slammed against her gaping vagina. She chewed, slurped and
sucked mouthfuls of thickening vaginal venom. She began to shake and
quiver in the first throws of an orgasm. Now her clit was being
dangerously bitten. A small trickle of fresh blood dribbled out of the
corner of her hard chewing mouth. She pursued the required new level of
agony with uninhibited fervor.
Dee's mother noted what was occurring and stopped flogging her tits
after 45 vicious swings of the deadly instrument. Dee lifted her head
and begged her to continue. "No Dee its time to stop. There will be no
more crop and no more pussy gobbling." Dee gaped bugged eyed at her
mother with imploring misery. "Head up bitch. Legs down! On your knees!"
Dee's teeth were actually chattering with another of the night's
repressed cunt rewards. She shook and shivered as if outside and naked
on a 13 degree day. The tooth-sliced clit still leaped and flexed in an
unfulfilling air fuck.
The tit bondage had been on almost too long. Her mother began to remove
it as fast as she could. Released from her back, they sprung to the
front where they smashed into each other with a resounding SLAPPP. Dee
screamed and attempted to stop them with her hands. It was of little
use. They continued to bob and weave.
"Now, cunt breath, who is it that said they would not eat pussy tonight?
Who has all the slot slobber on their face and in their hair? Whose nose
is actually fucking runny with pussy oil at the moment? Who is almost
ready to have a seizure because they need more clit to chew? How many
sluts in this wide world do you suppose can get their whole face into
their pussy Deanna, and still have room left over? Who has a long thick
wad of snot hanging from their oily cave at the moment? Who is the
low-life, ding bat, shit-bitch who would eat their own pussy with the
vigor of a starving sow in a corn crib? And, who in the hell begged to
have her tits beaten off of her putrid, freaky body, just to have a cum?
Who the fuck would do that Deanna?"
Deanna's cunt throbbed and spasms as she absorbed the harangues with
increasing humiliation. She began sobbing and hung her head in abject
abasement as her mother began reducing her to a sobbing hulk of
contemptuous, wretchedness and scorn that more than matched the evidence
of her bloody and shredded physical abuse. "You are nothing more than
slippery cow shit on the bottom of a mangy goat's hoof Deanna. A puking,
sick hyena is more respectable. In fact, a three day old pile of
maggot-filled buzzard shit is sure as hell more attractive than you are
at the moment. I have scraped month old crust out of the garbage pails
that was more worthy than your are Deanna. Jesus, the pain I went
through to birth a shit maggot like you into this otherwise beautiful
world. I think it may be necessary to bury you in a box 20 feet under
the ground and feed you nothing but duck shit until such time as you
agree to be beaten to a pulp with a plow handle and used for compost in
the vegetable garden." Deanna screamed and wailed as she attempted to
grab her tit swallowed clit
"You are going to be nothing more than my very used toilet brush from
this day forward Deanna. I'll have you drinking your own piss directly
out of your catheter-stuffed pee hole for the rest of your life with me.
You will seldom know the satisfying pleasure of a real piss when your
bladder is about to explode. You may even become a shit eater Deanna.
You sure as hell will eat your meals out of the toilet as promised. You
will stay naked and bound as often as possible. You will be beaten no
less than twice a day. You will work constantly when not attending to
your schoolwork, which you will damn well do with better than average
proficiency. I will arrange for you to be humiliated in a thousand
different ways in and out of school and at home. You will vomit, piss
and shit yourself at home and in public. You will bathe only when I
allow you too. The majority of your bathing needs will be accomplished
by your mouth only. This especially means your menstruation hygiene
needs Deanna. No more tampons or pads you fucking spawn of a slug. You
will ream, suck and lick your cunt clean by mouth only, no less than
five times a day during your periods. You will sleep under the porch, in
the stalls, the compost heap, with the dogs, or in the old outhouse
which will be your only private place to stay when I give permission.
You will be allowed to shit only when I permit, which will be no more
than three times a week."
Dee began crying aloud and jerking her clit as her mother continued. She
was completely sexually absorbed by what was being promised and how it
was being communicated to her.
"You will be allowed only one friend who I will monitor and approve. If
I allow you to attend social events, it will be with the stipulation
that you do so while enduring the most agonizing bondage and humiliating
appearance that the law will allow. You will eat only four regular meals
a week. You will get daily vitamins and supplements but you will rarely
be allowed solid food. You will perform stringent exercises each day to
stay in firm, fit shape. You will be required to masturbate many times a
day without cumming." Dee began wailing and sobbing louder.
"We will also stretch your tits and cunt in a variety of painful methods
each day. You will go to sleep at midnight and awake at five to begin
your chores while naked and thrust up in different ways. I will torture
your cavernous cunt unmercifully without allowing you release. You will
crawl on your tits, belly, hands, and knees as often as possible to get
from one place to another at home and in public when possible. You will
address everyone, including your most hated classmates, as sir or ma'am.
You will go barefoot as often as possible and wear painfully small;
open-toed shoes when at school or where necessary. You are my wonderful
well-loved slave- bitch daughter Deanna. Let go of your clit and hug
Mama. I have one more surprise for you."
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