Message-ID: <5903eli$9711262151@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hinkannj36@aol.com (HinkaNNJ36) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: Master Blaster Parts 1&2 By Hinka (BDSM) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971126212001.QAA24944@ladder02.news.aol.com> Master Plaster part 1 of 3 (BDSM) by Hinka Please do not read if under age of 18. Contains some offbeat material not suitable for children or closed minded individuals. Strong sexual content. Hi! Linda here. I'm just your typical average, bright, attractive, 22 year old college student. My major is Theater but I minor in more erotic drama. Nora, my roommate, knows this rich guy through her parents. Guess what? We've been invited to one of his parties. Thus begins my tale... "Move your ass Linda! I don't want to be late", Nora said rather impatiently. "I hear that his son Dikon is going to be there. Imagine all that money, the things I could do, the places I could go. Hurry up girl! Rich, single cocks like his don't last forever". Devouring money and cocks is the thing my roommate does best. "Who else is going to be there", I shouted as I struggled to slip on Nora's tight heels. "Around thirty people, including my parents. All rich and famous", Nora shouted back. "Don't forget your diaphragm! You never know. Just keep your little twat away from Dikon". I always thought it funny how she referred to my shaved slit as the "little twat". I guess terms like cunt and pussy are to pedestrian for a "high-class" girl like her. I wore a long, borrowed, gown, very low-cut with a bare back that almost went down to my bums. I thought Nora might make some comment on my appearance, but with a "try not to get my clothes dirty", we hurried out the door. The ride to Mr. Hulls estate was uneventful. I usually kick off my heels in the car but was afraid I wouldn't get them on again. Nora felt my uneasiness and assured me, with an evil grin, as the night wore on most women took them off, along with other things. The estate was set far back off the main road. A large fence surrounded it and a guard stood at the gates entrance. Once inside a large, stout man came up to us and introduced himself as Gregor Hull. He seemed pleasant enough as he took my hand and introduced me to some of his friends. Poor Nora was distraught when she found out Dikon was still at college. With the few other single guys already taken she feigned a migraine and asked her parents to take her back home. Not trusting me to drive her new jag, she took the keys with her. Mr. Hull assured me another guest, or his driver, would take me back to the dorm. As the night wore on little by little the guests filtered out until only myself and another couple were left. Jim and Janice where an older couple in their fifties. We were all admiring one of Mr. Hull's (Gregor's) paintings when Jim asked him, "Have you acquired any new statues". With that Gregor took my hand and led us into a magnificent garden off the library. It was covered with roses on all sides. Down the middle was a narrow path leading to a small pond. Within the pond stood two ornate columns around four feet apart. Leading up to the pond, on each side of the path, were eight plaster statues, each on a small metal base. Four male statues were on the right and four female statues on the left. All were life-size nudes in various positions. Between the statues lay long marble benches, padded with thick leather. As we walked past the statues to the pond, my nylon clad feet sunk into the moss covered ground. I had taken off my shoes a long time ago and the moist earth felt good against my soles. Gregor stopped before the last statue on the right. It was a man standing very straight, holding a sword in his left hand. Jim stared at it and commented, "You've outdone yourself Greg. Very lifelike. The veins stand out nicely. What detail around the mouth". Jim was right. The detail was fantastic. Even the fingers showed fine lines. "I'm using a new type of plaster and resin mix. My own invention", Gregor said proudly. "Remember the old clay ones? I've come a long way since then". Janice moved closer and admired it's fine white cock which stood, at least, eight erect inches out from the body. She grasped it with her hands and started stroking it. She lingered on the veins and gently rubbed the head with her palm. A small slit was visible in the tip, just like the real thing. "Can it cum", she asked. "Of course", Gregor laughed. "It can cum, and piss too"! Gregor reached down and took a small device out of his pocket. He handed it to Janice and said, "He's been in standby mode for most of the night. It won't take much to push him over the edge". We all sat down on an opposite bench and watched the statue. Janice pressed one of the buttons and we could see lights on the device start to glow. There were ten lights all in a row. The first seven were lit. As Janice continued to press the button two more lights lit. As she let pressure off one by one the lights went out. This off and on action continued for several minutes, with Janice controlling the show. "Stop teasing Janice", Jim said rather annoyed. "This is getting boring". Janice sighed and applied steady pressure on the button. One by one the lights lit until all ten glowed brightly. "It's gonna blow", cried Jim. As all eyes watched the head of the cock, a stream of white liquid spurt out. Three more spurts followed and I marveled at how realistic the action was. "That was great", I shouted. "You would think the thing was real". Gregor gave me a little grin and said, "perhaps you should talk to Nora, I'm sure she can fill you in". He then took the device from Janice and pressed a second button. "Watch this", he chuckled. "Only a few minutes to go". Almost on Que. Jim and Janice started undressing each other. Clothes were frantically taken off and busy hands found inviting openings. They fell to the ground in a 69 before the statue. Janice had two fingers up Jim's ass as she roughly sucked his cock. Jim had his face buried in her cunt as fingers also probed her brown hole. They sucked and fucked each others asses eventually finding a common rhythm. Cries of joy and pain pierced the night as more fingers and, finally, hands plunged into each others bowels. As the heaving bodies sank deeper into the moss, the statue began to pee. A steady stream of almost clear piss arched out of the stiff penis and washed the sweaty couple. Jim moved his mouth away so the warm liquid could fill his partners cunt. Janice screamed loudly as her throbbing clit was hit, and pushed her arm deeper up Jim's hole. Jim's cum splattered her face and both moaned load and long, as intense orgasms writhed through their bodies. My own pussy was dripping as I watched the sights before me. Gregor, on the other hand, seemed almost bored. His face only brightened, like a proud father, when his creation started to pee. After the pee subsided Gregor took my head and laid it against his lap. Like a little puppy dog he stroked my hair and forehead. Janice and Jim took the opportunity to recline me further on the bench. One got on each side, knelt down in the cool moss, picked up a foot and began to lick my feet. They seemed to relish licking off the dirt from my nylons. Up and down the soles they licked and kissed. Their tongues tried to get between each webbed toe and sucked them with abandon. My own hands found my pussy and I furiously fingered myself. Gregor freed one of my breasts and rolled the nipple between his finger. Nearing orgasm and moaning deeply, I saw Gregor motion to Janice. Finding her purse she took something out and came over to my exposed breast. Gently her mouth found my nub. She drew my nipple in and out of her mouth like a small cock. Just as I orgasmed She took a long needle and shoved it through my tit. I screamed out in pain and ecstasy as my body convulsed. Tears ran down my cheek as I saw the needle protruding from me. As I went to pull it out Gregor caught hold of my wrists and held them tight. Jim pulled off my pantyhose and handed them to Janice. Holding my jaw open, Janice stuffed them in my mouth over my muffled cries. With a mischievous grin, she slowly pulled out the needle. Taking her nail she then dug into my tit until her finger turned red. I squirmed under Gregor's tight grip and screamed into the sheer fabric. She took her blood stained finger and wiped it clean against her pussy. "Look everyone", she cried out with joy. "I have my period back". The trio started laughing and Gregor let go of my wrists. I quickly spit out the hose and ran towards the house. Remembering the guard and realizing I had no way to get home, I stopped and turned. Gregor slowly walked up to me as Jim and Janice gathered their clothes. "That wasn't so bad was it", Gregor asked. "It could have been a lot worse! I suggest you forget about tonight. My friends would deny everything and who would believe you". He summoned his driver who drove me back to the dorm. I put ice on my sore nipple and lay in bed, wondering about the statues and what Nora really knew. Master Plaster part 2 of 3 (FF,FM,BDSM) by Hinka Our poor little Linda. Nursing a sore nipple she's fallen asleep. Awakening to bright sunshine she awaits her roommates arrival back at the dorm. Nora's parents dropped her off the next morning. "How was the party", she smirked. "Did you have fun? Or maybe your little twat went hungry all night". I didn't know what to say. My nipple still felt sore under the cotton sheets. "My my", she continued. "It must have been an exhausting night for you to still be in bed". She sat down next to me and placed her hand on my breast. "There there my little kitten", she cooed. "Nora will make it all better. Tell me where it hurts?" Not giving me time to respond she squeezed my sore nipple through the white sheet. Before I could cry out, her other hand was at my throat. "A little word of caution my slutty little twat. I know what went on last night. Take Gregor's advice and keep your mouth shut! You wouldn't believe what he's capable of". As her hands retreated I regained my composure. I assured her I would be silent. In return I asked her to fill me in on the statues. "Forget about the statues, for now", she advised. "I'll tell you when the time is right". A knock on the door broke up our little chit-chat. Without asking who it was, Nora opened it. In walked a handsome dark haired man in his late twenties. Nora seemed stunned. "Dikon, what are you doing here!", she blurted out. "I thought you were still at college". Dikon looked at Nora and grinned. "I came home late last night. Sorry I missed the party. I brought back your jag". Turning towards me he sat down on the foot of my bed. His hand gently held my foot under the sheet as he smiled, "You must be Linda. My father told me about you. Hope he wasn't to rough. He's used to getting what he wants. Maybe I can make it better". He reached out and tried to touch the bloody spot on the sheet still covering my nipple. Nora grabbed his hand and exclaimed, "Linda's tit is healing nicely. It just needs to be left alone! Why don't we go for a drive. I know a nice secluded place where we can sit and talk". As Nora dragged a reluctant Dikon out the door, I was alone once again. I spent the day catching up on my studies and nursing my sore breast. By bedtime my nipple felt a lot better. Being so sensitive throughout the day, the constant rubbing against my silk bra actually made me horny. I spread out the red satin sheets and fingered myself to sleep. I was awakened by a hand over my mouth. Another set of hands quickly grabbed my wrists and tied them to the bed. I was squirming in the darkness, terrified, as the hands moved down my body. They spread my reluctant legs and tied my ankles to the bedposts. A thick jelly dildo was shoved in my mouth, held in place by a leather strap. I then heard Nora's voice, "That ought to hold her for awhile. I told you she would cooperate. You wanted this fantasy, now I'm going to give it to you". The lights were turned on and there stood Nora and Dikon looking straight at me. "Sorry for the intrusion Linda, Dikon said softly. "Nora told me about your sexual preferences and I thought you might like this little bondage scene". Nora instructed Dikon to get in the bathroom and take a quick shower. While he was gone she knelt down and whispered in my ear. "My poor little kitten. Dikon it seems is really into sucking a women's discharge. Unfortunately my period hasn't arrived yet. I told him yours just started and you loved to be sucked clean. Of course I also mentioned how much you love to be bound and gagged while this is happening". My head was spinning as I listened. I must admit that sometimes I privately fantasized about being bound and sucked. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad, maybe I should relax and enjoy it. My body started to loosen when it struck me that Nora new my period hadn't started. I tried to expel the dildo but it wouldn't budge. Nora only smiled. She walked away and came back holding a thin metal blade. "Don't worry", she said. "Just a few little cuts. Janice instructed me on what to do. The best thing you can do is keep still. If you move then you'll REALLY get hurt. Just remember that you'll heal good as new in a few days". I broke out in a cold sweat as I realized what she was going to do. I couldn't believe she could be so cruel. Her hands felt cold as she parted my outer lips. I felt a cloth wipe my pussy dry. Her hand move deeper as the fingers spread my inner lips open. My body was rigid as her other hand entered my hole. I winced in pain as the blade pierced my soft flesh. Fearing that the blade might cut deeper, I tried to hold still. Again and again the metal slit my delicate inside. After the seventh cut her hand finally withdrew. Still holding me open I felt a thin tube being inserted. My pussy felt like it was on fire as it swallowed up the tube. "That's a special Tampon I got from Janice", Nora said as she let my lips free. "It contains an antibiotic plus something to keep the blood from clotting. Remember this is our little secret". Nora went over to the bathroom and opened the door. I could see Dikon drying himself off. His dick was on the small side but very thick. Nora lead him over between my spread legs. My body writhed in pain as she pulled the Tampon from my cunt. Holding it up to my face, it was covered in deep red blood. It felt warm as she laid it down between my breasts. Dikon, meanwhile, spread my pussy wide and drove his tongue deep into my womb. I could feel his slick tongue lapping at my bleeding flesh. I started thrashing about as he spread me wider. His mouth was insatiable as he sucked the warm blood through the open slits. Nora moved behind him. Dikon moaned loudly as Nora tongued his ass and played with his cock. Eventually he stopped sucking and crawled on top of me. His face was deep red and a few inches from my own. As he kissed my nose I felt his thick cock invade my pussy. Lubricated by my own blood his cock pumped in and out. The pain was intense but my screams went unheard. His sweaty body slid against mine and held me down. I could feel the blood smear on my face as he aggressively kissed and sucked on my skin. With one last push his sperm gushed into me. I could feel his dick throb and pictured the milky fluid mixing with my crimson wetness. As he stood up the Tampon had stuck to his chest. Nora laughed and removed it. Taking a towel she wiped him off and suggested he take another shower. He declined, came over to me, and started to remove my gag. Nora stopped him and said, "She likes to remain like this for awhile. It adds to her fun. I'll untie her, as usual, in the morning". Dikon nodded and kissed me tenderly on the forehead. After getting dressed he thanked Nora and walked out the door. Nora took another Tampon from her purse and slid it into me. "This Tampon will help close the wounds. I suggest you leave it in all night", Nora said very nonchalant. "As promised I'll untie you in the morning". Staring at me, I could see she wasn't through. "I got so hot looking at Dikon fuck you. I'll make a deal with you. If you agree to suck my pussy till I cum I'll release you now, plus I'll clue you in on the statues". I nodded my agreement and was let loose from the bonds. I untied the gag and coughed the dildo out of my mouth as Nora undressed. No sooner was the dildo out when Nora straddled my face. Her pussy grinded into my teeth. I could feel her moist clit against my nose as I tongued her cunt. Her juices flowed into my mouth while I sucked and nibbled on her lips. Turning around, she positioned her ass over my face and ordered my tongue inside. I licked and sucked on the brown hole as her chin rested against my belly. Instructing my hands to open her wide, my tongue went deep inside. I could feel a gooey turd against it as she moaned into me. Moving herself back, she positioned her clit over my mouth and told me to suck. I squeezed her throbbing bud between my lips, drawing it in and out. Her body stiffened and a strong orgasm spasmed through her body. Rolling off me and breathing heavy she caressed my face. Planting a tender kiss on my lips she whispered. "The statues are real. Gregor somehow finds people with no attachments and kidnaps them. He has a lab where they're coated in his mixture and posed. Thin wires monitor their body functions as other wires stimulate their organs. Through surgery he can deliver food and water directly into the stomach. Even their waste can be directed through a plastic tube. You'll learn more about the statues later. For now be content and remember, you'll wish you were dead if you tell a soul". Once again I drifted off to sleep. This time with my pussy aching but still thinking about the statues, and what more there was to learn. I'll post the third (last) part sometime in the future. Please email me with comments good or bad. 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