Buffy part five
When I got home my folks were still up. Mom asked me what I had done at Rod's
place so I told her in detail taking off my nightie to show them all the
scratches and tiny punctures.
Mom said,"Oh that sounds wild. I will have to try it sometime."
Dad just said,"You girls are getting weirder everyday."
Mom and I giggled then I told them about Lisa.
Dad said,"She sounds as if someone loaded her with guilt about sex. It will be
interesting how much punishment she is willing to take to have sex."
The next afternoon as soon as my folks came home Rod came over for a drink and
to tell us Lisa would arrive about seven and he would bring her over.
Dad said,"That should be interesting. From what Buffy said she must really feel
guilty about sex to accept punishment to allow it."
"Yes I asked her about it. She was raped by three men when she was virgin and
fifteen years old. She resisted and was tortured then found to her surprise when
she gave in that she enjoyed the sex having massive orgasms but it made her feel
guilty to enjoy a rape. She went to a psychiatrist for years but he didn't help
her.She tried normal sex with men but it did nothing for her. Then she met me
and was a prickteaser. That pissed me off and I forced her. She came and about
once a month she can no longer resist the urge and comes to me. At first just
bondage and humiliation and a little spanking or whipping would let her enjoy
sex but as time has gone by she needs more pain. She spends a lot of time at
BDSM sites on the internet to get new ideas and now has a duffle bag of torture
instruments. This will be a new experience for her. She has always kept her
perversion private. I am the only one who knows about it."
I said,"Oh wow. That will be awful for her. I haven't told anybody about my
being turned on by pain. I would die of embarrassment if my friends knew about
me,"
"Yes and tonight will be special. She is fiercly heterosexual always making
snide comments about gays and said her church said they would all go to Hell. It
will be interesting to see what it will take to get her to eat you girl's pussy
and lick your assholes. She is a very successful business woman who dresses
conservatively. Nobody would ever guess what she is involved in."
"Actually I cheat. I could force her to do anything in five minutes by torturing
her clitoris but I start out easy to make the session last a long time. Once she
has given up she will do any humiliating act rather than be punished more."
That sounded familiar. He had started me easy too.
"I want you girls to dress conservatively too in blouse, skirt, panties and bra.
Nothing sexy. Just an outfit you would wear to town shopping.
A little after seven Rod brought her over. She was wearing a grey business suit
with her hair in a bun.The coat covered her ass so you had no clue what her body
was like except that she seemed slim. She was about five feet six inches tall
and pretty in a plain sort of way. With proper makeup and clothes she could be
beautiful.
She seemed nice accepting a drink and at Dad's urging told us about her business
as an executive at a leading internet server. She appeared anxious though and
after finishing her drink she said, "May we go to your place Rod? I need to talk
to you privately."
Rod grinned and said,"No I have told them all about you and they want to see you
perform."
Her face blanched and she exclaimed, ""No you couldn't have. You know that is
our secret."
"I told you that some day I would have you perform in front of others. Today is
that day."
She whined, "I was afraid some day you would have another man. Not a family.
This is too embarrassing."
Rod said,"First of all I want you to take off your clothes so they can see the
marks that you and I have made on you. I forgot to tell you she is into
self-torture,"
She whimpered,"No. I won't do that."
She just hung her head looking defeated. I thought that if she was really
serious about not wanting it she would have run out the door.
Rod said, "I see you are going to force me to be mean right away. Buffy and Joan
grab her wrists and pull her over the dining room table. Bill get some rope."
I expected a big struggle but she just began to sniffle and let us lead her over
to the table to pull her upper body down on it. She did struggle a little when
Dad and Rod pulled her legs apart to tie her ankles to the legs about three feet
apart.
Rod told me to get the keys from her purse and go out to her car to bring in a
duffle bag while they tied her wrists. I got the keys and ran out to her car. I
found the duffle bag which she must have found at a surplus store because it
said U.S. Navy on it. It was pretty heavy and I had to carry it clutched to my
chest.
When I went in she was whining,"No. Please no."
As instructed I dumped the bag out on the floor. It was full of things you might
find at hardware stores, sports stores and kitchen appliances. I saw big wooden
spoons a restaurent might use to stir big kettles, a fishing pole, gobs of
different types of clamps, big fish hooks and pear shaped lead weights, a canvas
bucket, a manual bilge pump with a hose attached to it, a big uninflated
balloon, a bunch of leather straps, some darts made by straightening the fish
hooks and gluing them into dowels with paper fins, and wood dowels from about a
fourth inch to an inch wide.
I looked at Rod questioningly and he said,"She doesn't want to go to sex shops
for things so she improvises. Bring me the fishing pole."
I did and he told me to raise her skirt up to her waist and hold it there."
She was wearing pantyhose plus granny panties. he deliberately turned the fish
pole so the round ferrules that guided the fish line was at her ass and began
spanking her. Those ferrules were vicious. she squealed and struggled at each
spank and by the tenth the pantyhose was shredded and the granny panties began
to tear. She yelled,"No more! I'll take off my clothes."
Dad and Rod untied her and she stood up with tears rolling down her cheeks and
began rubbing her sore ass.
Rod said,"Well?"
She sniffled and began the worlds longest strip. She took off the suit jacket
and folded it neatly on the table.Then her skirt which she also folded. then her
blouse,her full slip,her shoes and pantyhose, the bra, and finally her panties
still sniffling and holding her hand over her pussy and the other arm hiding her
breasts.
Rod said," Hands at your sides."
She dropped them reluctantly and stood there looking at the floor and blushing.
She had a nice little body about 34C breasts and a tiny waist that made her butt
look bigger. Her pussy was totally hairless.
Rod said,"Gather around her for a closer look."
We did and I couldn't resist touching her breasts to see if they were as firm as
they looked. She flinched as if I had touched her with a hot poker and whined,
"Please don't."
I just grinned and felt her pussy confirming it was as soft as a baby's. She
flinched back from me. I said,"She dresses so conservatively I am surprised she
has shaved her pussy."
Rod said,"She doesn't shave it she plucks out the hair. Why do you do that
Lisa?"
She whimpered, "So you can see the marks when you whip it."
"Yes and what happens if you leave hair?"
A tear rolled down her cheek as she said, "If you find any you will burn them
off with a cigarette."
"Yes and you always leave a few. Where are they this time?"
Tears really flowed as she whimpered, "One on each cunt lip."
I was feeling sorry for her but now I knew she wanted the pain and that
explained the circular scars on her pussy.
Rod said."Go to your purse and get a cigarette and light it."
She whined,"Please no!" but she went to her purse and got a cigarette and puffed
on it on the way to Rod bringing the lighter with her. She handed him the
cigarette but he said, "No I want them to know how well trained you are. You
burn off the hairs."
She looked alarmed and cried,"No I can't see them my tits are in the way.
Please. You do it."
"You can see them in the mirror on the wall. Do it."
She sobbed but went to the mirror puffing on the cigarette to make a big coal.
She took a deep breath and pushed the burning coal into the hair on the left
lip. The hair burned instantly but she pushed the cigarette into the lip and
held it there until it went out.Smoke or steam rose from the lip as her mouth
opened in a silent scream.
She stood there shuddering for a moment then relit the cigarette to burn the
other hair. Again there was a silent scream then she sat on the floor with her
legs open and up and began frantically fanning her pussy with her hands in a
futile effort to stop the burning.
I thought it must be awful. I had bawled when a bit of hot grease had spattered
on my tummy when I was cooking bacon in my half-shirt. I said, "Aren't you going
to put some of you wonderful ointment on her?"
"No. We both want the pain to last as long as possible. Let's have a drink while
she recovers."
I poured whisky over ice and when they all had one I took one to Lisa. She
said,"Oh thank you." and rubbed the cold glass on the burns. I felt good about
helping her but Rod looked at me and shook his head to let me know I should not
interfere.
Rod told her to get up and show us her burned pussy. She seemed proud of the
circles of raw flesh opening her legs wide and pushing her pussy forward.
I said,"You are really brave. That must have hurt awful. I would not have had
the courage to do it."
She smiled and said, "Yes it was awful but I deserve it."
That made me crious and I said,"What did you do to deserve it?"
"Oh I can't tell you. It is too shameful."
Rod said,"Tell them your shameful story."
She said,"I was raped by three men." then she sobbed and whined, "I liked it."
I said,"A lot of girls may have become excited by it. I might."
"That is what my shrink said but my church says no woman should enjoy sex except
in the sanctity of marriage. I know the church is right and no man would ever
marry a slut like me."
Rod said, "Tell the story in detail so they will know what a slut you are."
She sobbed but said,"I was fifteen and a virgin. I had gone to a movie with two
girlfriends but they lived closer to the theatre than I did so I ended up alone.
In spite of my mother's warning I took a shortcut across the park. Suddenly I
was grabbed from behind and a big dirty hand was against my mouth and a man
said,"Bitch if you make a sound I will cut your throat. Two other men came to me
and held my arms while the other man cut off all my clothes with his knife. When
I was naked they pushed me down on the grass on my back and two of them held me
while the third jammed his penis in me. It hurt awful when he ripped my hymen.
When he was through he helped hold me while the second man raped me.That didn't
hurt except for the way he squeezed my breasts and nipples.Then it became
shameful. I began to like it and on the third man they didn't have to hold me. I
began having orgasms although then I didn't know what an orgasm was because I
had never even masturbated. When he was through one of the men pulled me up on
my knees and the first man said,"Suck my dick so I can get hard to fuck you
again." I tried to tell myself I had no choice but I wanted him to get hard
again and sucked his slimy dick with his cum and my juices on it. When he got
hard he pushed me down on my hands and knees and fucked me from behind while
another man grabbed my chin to push his dick into my mouth. The man fucking me
forced me forward to jam the other guy's dick into my throat making me gag. When
they came they took out their dicks to cover my butt and face with cum. Then
they scraped their cum off my body and face with my fingers and fed it to me.
They sat on the grass and laughed while the third man had me kneel to lick his
balls and asshole then suck his cock ntil his cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed
it! The two men got up and the first man said,"You loved this. You are nothing
but a slut. This is how we treat sluts." He and the other men peed on my face
and hair. They were right! I deserved that and looked up and opened my mouth to
let their foul pee go into my mouth. They just walked off laughing while I knelt
there stinking and crying knowing what a slut I was. I wrapped the remnants of
my clothes around me and went home. My parents had gone to bed so I just
showered and went to bed. I never told anyone until I began having nightmares,
but they weren't really nightmares because I woke up excited from the dream of
being raped and used. "
I said.Wow that is some story but they must have had their pants around their
ankles. Why didn't you run away."
She sobbed and said,"That is the awful part. I knew there was a restaurant less
than a block away I could have beat them there easily but I didn't, so now you
know what a slut I am."
end part five
