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                   From the archives of the 2G Posse Pirates
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File      : CINDYTOR.TXT
Title     : Cindy's Torture
Author    : John
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   There are certain benefits to being an executive in a big corporation. One
of them became evident a few months ago. There had been a nasty turf war
between a couple departments. One of them had won, resulting in the ouster of
a bunch of the lower-level people who had stayed loyal to the losing
department. I hadn't taken much interest in this until one day when one of the
losers came rushing into my office, in tears. (I have a rep as a "nice guy,"
so she probably thought I could or would help her out.) My secretary came
running in after her, obviously having failed to stop her. I rather liked the
sight of a woman in tears, so I waved my secretary away, and let the
distraught woman, who we'll call Cindy Lee, say her piece. My secretary smiled
as she left the room; she knew my particular interests only too well. Oh, I
fail to mention that Cindy is a very attractive, petite woman of Chinese
descent, about age 23 I would say. She had a full figure with large, firm
breasts and broad hips. She was dressed in a beautiful red dress, with black
high heels. Her makeup was light and well-applied, accenting a pair of
beautiful, almond-shaped eyes.

   Cindy proceeded to lay the predictable sob story on me. She had no place
else to go, she couldn't go home because her parents wouldn't talk to her
since she had once lived with a man. She cried that none of it was her fault,
that she desperately wanted to stay, and could I please find someway to help
her keep her job. I calmed her down after a while, and then laid it on the
line. If she wanted her job, it was going to cost her. Her look became
troubled; it got even more troubled when I informed her that she would have to
be my obediant sex slave. She seemed to be in shock as I laid out the details:
she would always be available to me, and could not complain about anything I
did to her. She protested, threatened to talk to the local employee
representative and the newspapers. I smiled and informed her that the employee
representative shared my tastes, and that if she talked to the newspapers,
nobody would believe her and furthermore she wouldn't be able to get a job
anywhere ever again. To help her decide, I offered her double salary, and a
position in a different department. Eventually, her desire to continue paying
rent won out, and she capitulated.

   Needless to say, I kept my end of the bargain, and she kept hers. She was
sent to a different department at a substantial pay increase, and every day
after work would show up in my office to entertain me. For the first few days,
I took it easy. After all, I didn't want to freak her out so badly that she
WOULD report me. We kissed a lot, and I would run my hands around on her body.
I went further and further each time. Soon, I was stripping her down to bra
and panties, rubbing her cunt on the outside of her panties, making her play
with my cock. She clearly didn't like any of this (she had only been with one
other man in her life), but she bit her lip and didn't complain. Finally, we
got down to business one day. I stripped off all her clothing and layed her
down on the desk on her back. She had truly gorgeous tits, with large brown
nipples. Her cunt and asshole were small and tight. I ran my hands up and down
her body, pinching her nipples and inserting a finger into her cunt. She
gasped as I explored deep inside of her, feeling into her most private nooks
and crannies. I took out my finger and pinched her clit. Then, lifing her legs
and pushing them against her chest, I dropped my pants and shoved my swollen
member against her cunt lips. I'm very largely built, about as thick around as
one of Cindy's ankles. It has caused my girlfriends some pain in the past, and
I figured that Cindy's extra-tight cunt would be no exception. I stuffed my
head into her, and began pushing. Her dark almond eyes widened in surprise,
and she gasped again. She was dry, so I had to push hard. I increased the
pressure, moving my hips from side to side in an effort to penetrate her. Her
teeth clenched in pain, but she didn't resist. Finally, my shaft began to sink
into her cunt, to the tune of some muffled groaning on her part. As I sunk
into her cunt, I grabbed her wrists, holding them down firmly. Once I was in,
I fucked her vigorously for the better part of an hour, all of which she
endured with little whimpers. I finally pulled out and shot a wad of come that
flew out to land on her stomach and tits. Trembling, but relieved, she cleaned
up and left.

   Over the next few weeks, I started indulging my real tastes. While I fucked
her, I would start to do cruel little things to her. I would pinch her
nipples, twisting them around. Or, I would pinch her clit while shoving into
her, sometimes pulling out some cunt hairs just for fun. As she got used to
the abuse, I increased it. I would force her to bend over with her legs
spread, while I slapped her ass with my hand. One of the best days was when I
tied her bent over a chair, her wrists and ankles tied to the legs and her ass
sticking up in the air. I took off my belt and repeatedly smacked her round
ass, until her golden-bronze skin was a bright, bright red. She shrieked and
cried all the while. Finally, I slipped my cock into her cunt, shoving hard.
Before coming, I untied her and forced her to take it in her mouth. She could
barely fit in the head, but I shoved anyway until most of my cock was in her
mouth. Her full lips were stretched to their fullest around my swollen member.
With a couple of strokes, I came, filling her mouth past capacity with warm,
sticky seed. I told her to swallow, and she obeyed, gulping quickly. I made
her lick me clean, and then let her go for the night.

   My little slave was proceeding so well, never uttering a peep of protest,
that I decided to quicken the pace a bit, to really test her limits. I set
things up with my secretary the day before. When Cindy came in for her nightly
workout, I told her something new was in store. My secretary came in, carrying
the bag of equipment I had requested. I stripped Cindy and told her to bend
over a typing desk. Her stomach rested on the desk; her torso hung over its
edge. I tied her hands to each of the front legs, and then tied her ankles to
the back legs, making sure to pull the ropes tight. Her ass protruded upwards,
giving me a nice view up into the cleft between her ass-cheeks. I got a pair
of vicious nipple clips out of the bag and clipped them onto Cindy's tits. She
yelped loudly each time. I then hung 5-pound weights off of the clips,
stretching her tender tits into pointed cones. She moaned, her tits clearly
smarting. I then grabbed her jet-black hair, forcing her face up. I presented
my swollen cock to her mouth, and told her to suck. This she did, gagging as I
plunged the huge thing into the back of her throat. Finally, I was ready for
the real entertainment.

   I walked around to her rear, opened her ass cheeks, and placed my cock head
onto her wrinkled little asshole. Next to her tiny asshole, my cock looked
absolutely monstrous; the hole in its tip seemed to be as large as her anal
opening. I began pushing, and her asshole dilated the littlest bit. I shoved
harder, making her asshole gape. Cindy gasped loudly, then began trying to
thrash, managing to wiggle her ass just the littlest bit. As my cock head
dilated her asshole, she began to cry, pleading with me that it hurt, to
please take it out or I would rip her in half. My secretary watched with
amusement; I had only half the head in. I shoved harder, forcing the head in;
Cindy screeched. Taking a deep breath, I gave a mighty shove, forcing my large
cock in all the way to the hilt. Cindy screamed in agony, all her muscles
contracting in a frantic effort to get away. But, the ropes held her fast. I
began pumping hard, making her asshole push in and pull out. Every time I
moved, Cindy moaned and shrieked with pain. She looked like she was impaled on
a pole. Her entire body was taut with agony. To increase my enjoyment, I began
methodically slapping her ass hard while I pushed. Finally, I came, pouring a
gigantic gusher up her colon. I pulled out, making her grunt.

   I walked around to her front, signaling to my secretary to begin her part
of the fun. I presented my shit- and come-covered cock to Cindy's tear-stained
face again. Cindy pulled back in revulsion. I grabbed her by the hair and
touched my cock lips to her mouth, telling her she had better open up and
clean me off. She refused, shaking her head. I nodded to my secretary, who was
now standing behind Cindy with a riding crop. My secretary, a strapping blond
woman, lowered the crop down on Cindy's ass with all the force she could
muster. The SMACK! was so loud I jumped. Cindy jerked and screamed, her tears
starting afresh. My secretary lashed out again and again, sinking the tough
leather into Cindy's unprotected flesh. The sharp smacks sounded like a rifle
being shot. Soon, Cindy's ass was a criss-crossing bunch of welts; Cindy was
crying continuously. I asked her once again whether or not she would clean me
off. She hesitated. I nodded to my secretary, who took careful aim. Her arm
jerked downward, and the lash fell right between Cindy's ass cheeks, slashing
her tender abused asshole and cunt with a loud WHACK!!! Cindy jumped, a wild
look of fear in her almond eyes. My secretary lashed again. Cindy screamed
loudly. Another slash. Cindy finally screamed that yes, she would do it. My
secretary stopped, and Cindy opened her mouth. My filth-encrusted dick slid
in, and she began sucking. Soon, I was clean again, to the tune of a bit of
gagging on Cindy's part. We untied her, and she fell on the floor.

   We were about to move onto the next phase of punishment when my secretary
asked to be excused to go to the restroom. I was about to let her go when I
had a wicked idea. I knelt down next to Cindy, and asked her whether she would
like to help us out. She looked at me uncomprehendingly, tears still staining
her face. So, I spelled it out for her. My secretary needed to relieve
herself, and here was a willing sex slave to save her a trip. Cindy went pale
and shook her head, saying that nothing we could do would ever get her to
consent. I smiled, grabbed her hands and tied them behind her back. I hefted
her onto my desk, and tied her legs apart, attaching the ropes to the desk
legs. I looked in my drawer and found what I wanted: an electric wire with two
ends split apart and layed bare at one end, and an electric plug in the other.
I pushed the plug into a wall socket, and touched the two wires to one of
Cindy's tits. She jumped convulsively and screamed. I smiled and told her to
stop me whenever she agreed to what we wanted. Over and over, I applied the
ends of the wire to her tits, leaving little marks on her nipples and all over
her breasts. Finally, I moved down to her cunt. I applied the wires to her
clit, holding them there for a couple of seconds. She screamed shrilly and
strained against her bonds. I ran the ends of the wires up and down her
swelling cunt lips. I could see little sparks burning her tender flesh. Her
legs were extremely tense; her whole body was covered with sweat. After
thoroughly shocking her cunt, I finally moving to her asshole. I held the wire
ends to her asshole for a while. Her screams got loud and panicky. Getting
tired of waiting, I finally shoved one wire into her asshole, and one into her
cunt, leaving it there. Her body went rigid as the current flowed through her.
Her teeth clenched. I asked her again whether she would do what we wanted.
Finally, she shook her head yes.

   We untied her and let her rest for a minute. Then, we retied her onto the
floor, on her back. I told her to open her mouth wide. She obeyed willingly,
fearful of a repeat of my shocking performance. My secretary slipped off her
panties and squatted down over the gaping mouth. She carefully positioned her
pisshole over our slave's mouth. She began to piss; I again warned Cindy to
swallow or else. A yellow liquid stream fell into Cindy's mouth. I watched as
it began to fill her mouth. Cindy grimaced in disgust, but realized that she
had to swallow or begin to lose the urine. She began gulping. My secretary
held back, wanting this punishment to last a while. For what seemed like
minutes, my secretary inundated Cindy's mouth. Cindy swallowed and swallowed,
tears streaming down her eyes. Finally, my secretary ran out of piss.

   I walked over to the bag and pulled out another toy: a large (repeat,
large) black rubber dildo. The shaft was immense: it was probably the size of
a baseball bat. I made my secretary take off her skirt, and strapped the dildo
onto her so that it stuck out straight like a man's cock. My own cock was
quite stiff by now. We jerked Cindy up to her feet, and I shoved my cock into
her asshole again, pushing hard to force my dry rod into her even drier anus.
She screamed in pain; the shocking of her asshole and its previous rape had
left it tender. When I was finally sunk in deep into her bowels, my secretary
positioned herself in front of Cindy, kicking her legs apart. She bent her
knees a bit so that she could begin to insert the tip of the huge dildo into
Cindy's tiny cunt. She got the tip in, and began shoving. Cindy's eyes widened
with agony and her mouth gaped open; the dildo was far larger than anything
else she had ever had to take. Her hips bucking hard, my secretary shoved and
shoved, making Cindy rise up on her little brown toes each time from the
force. Finally, the monster was all the way into Cindy's tender cunt. Her head
was thrown back in pain, her teeth clenched; she moaned loudly. My secretary
and I started a rhythm; while she pushed in, I pulled out and vice versa. We
sawed away at poor Cindy for a long time, making her groan in pain with each
thrust. Finally, I reached around to her burnt little nipples and began
pinching, pulling and twisting. Cindy shrieked, and I came, followed a few
seconds later by my secretary. We pulled out of Cindy; I forced her onto her
knees, and made her clean me up one last time.

   Cindy was beginning to look exhausted, so we gave her a long break. While
she rested, I decided to let my secretary have some fun on her own. After all,
she had been a loyal servant for a long time, once having to endure many of
the same things that were befalling Cindy. While Cindy whimpered and sobbed on
the floor, I pulled my secretary aside and talked to her in low tones. She
gave me an evil smile and a kiss. We turned back to our slave.

   My secretary slipped off her clothes and made sure that Cindy's hands were
fastened securely behind her back. She pulled Cindy into a kneeling position
and forced her legs apart. Running her hands up and down Cindy's body, my
secretary tongue-kissed her deeply. Finally, she stood up and presented her
cunt to Cindy's face, telling her to lick and to make it good.. Cindy had
clearly never eaten cunt before and was revolted by the idea. However, our
previous displays of cruelty convinced her to comply without any protest. She
stuck out her tongue and gingerly began lapping at my secretary's dripping
cunt. Cindy's face wrinkled with disgust as she tasted my secretary's musty
nether lips. Soon, my secretary got impatient; Cindy was doing a poor job in
spite of being equipped with full sensuous lips and tongue. Pulling back, my
secretary grabbed Cincy's hair and pulled hard. Calling her a lazy little
bitch, she slapped Cindy's face hard, first on one side and then the other.
Cindy issued a loud cry, her eyes squeezed tight. Her tears began again. My
secretary presented her cunt once more, but Cindy's fumbling still brought her
no satsifaction.

   My secretary walked angrily back over to the bag of equipment, and pulled
out another dildo. This one was not quite as massive as the one she had just
used on Cindy's cunt, but it was still big. She strapped it on, using as a
harness a device that had a tongue extending to her cunt; exerting pressure on
the dildo would cause pressure on her clit. Towering threateningly over Cindy,
she told her ot open her mouth. My secretary shoved the dildo in, making
Cindy's jaws gape wide. She started bucking her hips with a strong, steady
rythym. Each time she thrust forward, the dildo sank deep into Cindy's throat,
ramming into the back of her throat, making her gag, and blocking her
breathing. This punishment continued for a while; the pressure against the
dildo made my secretary more and more excited. She was developing a positively
feral gleam in her eyes. Finally, she pulled the dildo out of Cindy's
full-lipped mouth and slapped her face again. As Cindy opened her mouth to cry
out, my secretary jammed the dildo into her throat as far as it would go. She
held it there, pushing hard against Cindy's throat, blocking her breathing. My
secretary began rotating her hips, thus making her harness rotate and causing
the tongue to rub against her clit. Cindy began to struggle for air, her lungs
heaving convulsively, her almond eyes widening with alarm. With obvious
pleasure, my secretary watched her, and rotated her hips even harder. Just as
Cindy's eyes glazed over, preparatory to passing out, my secretrary orgasmed
and pulled the dildo out. Cindy gasped loudly, sucking breath in desperately.
When she had recovered somewhat, my secretary slapped her face again and
shoved in the dildo. Once again, she held it there, rotating her hips to
orgasm. Once again, Cindy narrowly avoided passing out. This scene was
repeated several times. Finally, the edge taken off her lust, my secretary
withdrew, letting Cindy slump to the floor, breathing heavily.

   While Cindy recovered, my secretary walked to the bag and pulled the dildo
off of her harness. She replaced it with the much larger dildo she had used to
torment Cindy's aching little cunt, lubricated it, got some rope, and walked
back over to her. Cindy was curled up on the floor in a tight ball, shivering,
obviously afraid of what was going to come next. Kneeling down, my secretary
pushed Cindy onto her back, put the rope under her back, and tied one end to
her right knee. She pulled hard on the rope, drawing Cindy's right leg back
near her tormented chest. My secretary then pulled Cindy's left knee back
similarly, and tied the other end of the rope to it. This splayed Cindy's legs
wide apart, totally exposing her cunt and asshole. Her hands, of course, were
still tied behind her back. Losing no time, her lust rising again, my
secretary positioned herself over Cindy, mounting her as a man would. She
positioned the tip of the dildo over Cindy's ravaged asshole, and began
pressing. I was astounded at her cruelty. She was smiling fixidly, a wicked,
toothy smile as she pressed the tip on Cindy's asshole. Cindy shrieked and
began pleading, telling her that the dildo felt like it had ripped her cunt
apart and that in her asshole it would surely kill her. My secretary ignored
her and shoved harder, bucking with her hips. With each buck, Cindy's body
slid on the carpet. Slowly but surely, the tip of the monstrous dildo began
dilating Cindy's asshole. With each buck of my secretary's strong hips, the
hole got a bit bigger. Cindy began screaming in earnest, kicking her lower
legs (which weren't tied down) and whipping her head back and forth. She was
clearly in more pain than she had ever been in her life. This only served to
increase my secretary's lust; she began bucking harder. With a final hard
shove, the monster dildo head pushed its way into Cindy's asshole, making her
pass out.

   I obtained some smelling salts and held them under Cindy's nose. As soon as
she came around, she began crying again, and my secretary began shoving. The
rest of the way was easier: after another minute, the shaft had disappeared
into Cindy's taught, immensely-stretched asshole. Here almond eyes were wide
with panic and agony; each little movement made her clench her teeth and
shriek. My secretary began pulling the dildo out, preparatory to thrusting;
Cindy gave a long, drawn-out wailing sound. When the head was almost all the
way out, my secretary shoved again, driving it in in one long thrust. The
sudden re-dilation made Cindy pass out again. Once again, smelling salts were
applied, and the real fun began. My secretary began pumping in a regular
rhythm, pulling in and out. Cindy's asshole, stretched to the limit, looked
like it was being pulled off her body when the dildo was withdrawn; when it
was shoved in, she looked like she was having a tree shoved up her ass. She
sounded that way too, screaming constantly. To increase her pain (if such a
thing was possible) my secretary began thrusting harder. She held Cindy's head
still, and kissed her screaming mouth deeply, over and over. This muffled, but
did not stifle Cindy's screams. My secretary then reached down and began
pinching and kneading Cindy's brown little nipples, quite hard.

   She pulled at them, wrapping them around her finger and yanking so hard I
thought she would pull them off her body. Finally, my secretary, thrusting
harder and harder in her approaching orgasm, took one of Cindy's nipples
between her teeth and bit down hard. Cindy's shrieks increased in volume and
pitch. Pulling back with her head, holding the agonized nipple, my secretary
began bucking wildly. Her orgasm must have lasted for a full two minutes,
interrupted only by her letting go of Cindy's nipple and taking the other one
in her teeth.

   When my secretary was finally done, she thrusted hard and buried the dildo
in Cindy's asshole. Unharnessing herself, she left the dildo in and found the
camera. She took several pictures of Cindy with the monstrous dildo in her
asshole, tears streaming down her face, her nipples bitten and burnt. Finally,
she reached down and yanked the dildo out of Cindy. Her asshole gaped wide
open. Cindy lay sobbing on the floor for a long while. My secretary stood over
her, enjoying her pain and humiliation, recharching her batteries for one
final act of cruelty.

   It wasn't long in coming. My secretary knelt down and ran her hands over
Cindy's body a couple times, stopping to lighly pinch her nipples and clit.
Then, with one hand she grabbed Cindy's dark little tuft of cunt hair and held
on fast. She pulled her other hand back and made a fist, aiming it for Cindy's
wide-open, exposed cunt. She drove the blow home with an awful-sounding SMACK!
In spite of her trauma, Cindy yelped and jumped. Again, my secretary reared
back. SMACK! Her fist seemed to bury itself in Cindy's tight little cunt.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! She pounded away like a sledge hammer. Cindy let
out a half groan/half scream with each blow. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Giving her
cunt hair a final pull, my secretary finally stopped. She went over to the
equipment bag and pulled out some lubricant. Walking back over to Cindy, she
asked me to turn the slave over almost onto her side so that one of her tits
would be on the floor. I did as my secretary asked, whereupon she lifted her
heel and planted it squarely on Cindy's tormented nipple. While she lubricated
her fist, she ground her heel from one side to the other, mashing Cindy's
little brown nipple into the carpet. Cindy screamed and screamed. Finally, my
secretary stopped.

   My secretary knelt down again, once again quite excited. She thrust a slick
finger into Cindy's cunt, and began churning it around. Cindy wailed loudly at
this new intrusion. When my secretary pulled it out, there was a bit of blood
on it, probably from her long, sharp nails. She then put in two fingers and
churned again, pulling them in and out. Ever time she pushed in hard, Cindy
yelped. Her fingers came out a bit bloodier. Next, she shoved in three
fingers. By now, the pain of having her cunt stretched again was combining
with the pain of the razor-sharp nails. Cindy began moaning loudly, begging us
not do hurt her like this. Oblivious, my secretary put in a fourth finger,
churned for a bit, and began shoving. Soon, most of her fingers up to the
knuckle were buried in Cindy's stretched cunt. My secretary made a fist, and
Cindy let out a scream that was deafening. With lust in her eyes, my secretary
began to shove her fist in. With a few brutal jabs, she got it in up to the
wrist. Cindy's cunt lips were stretched to the limit, wrapped around my
secretary's wrist. Pulling almost all the way out, she punched hard again.
When she hit the back of Cindy's womb, all the poor little slave could do was
arch her neck, her mouth gaping open, her eyes squeezed tight in agony. My
secretary pulled out again, and punched. Her tempo increased. Unfortunately,
my secretary was getting excited but could not easily stimulate herself, due
to her clumsy position. I decided to help. Kneeling down, I parted my
secretary's ass-cheeks, and found her well-worn asshole with the tip of my
cock. I thrust it all the way in with one movement. My secretary screamed in
pain and pleasure. Her fist buried itself in Cindy's cunt once again. I began
fucking my secretary. The harder I fucked, the harder she punched up into
Cindy's ravaged womb. Cindy had regained her breath and was screaming loudly.
Soon, my secretary's screams joined her in a combination of asshole-torment
and orgasm. When she finished coming, I pulled out of her and knelt down over
Cindy's open, screaming mouth. As my secretary delivered a few final punches,
I jerked a huge load of sperm into Cindy's mouth. Spurt after spurt of come
coated her tongue. I aimed some at her face, making it dribble off of her nose
and lips. Finally, when the last spurt died down, I stood up. I told my
secretary to keep her fist in Cindy's cunt. I took a few pictures for
posterity, whereupon we finally untied poor Cindy and told her that she could
leave. It took her some time, she was so traumatized. There were whip-marks on
her ass; her cunt and asshole were terribly stretched and bleeding; her
nipples were bruised, bitten, and burnt. Finally, whimpering and trembling,
she dressed and left.

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