Message-ID: <17929eli$9812100433@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "yenoc" Subject: Martina Hingis 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: <74n1le$1lb$0@207.18.95.61> Warning this story contains sexual situations and is to be read by adults only. Proceed at your own risk. MARTINA HINGIS STORY By Yenoc (MC,NC,F,R) Sloane had the ability to control the minds and bodies of people. He possessed a powerful ring called the Eye Of Mephisto. The ring gave him wealth and power. He could have any woman he wanted, and he often did. Nothing was beyond his reach. Currently he was the owner of a successful production company in Hollywood. He made movies and this gave him accsess to a lot of female celebrities. He lured the stars to his office and enslaved them with the ring. Once under his control,they were helpless and obeyed him totally. Sloane had recently entranced Winona Ryder and Christina Ricci. Both actresses were now part of his private harem of sex slaves. He was going to add another celebrity to the ranks today. The hot teen tennis star, Martina Hingis was due at his place any time now. Sloane couldn't wait to bring the girl under his influence. Martina was 16 years old and one hot piece of ass. Sloane had seen her play tennis many times and he figured she woud be ripe for the plucking. Martina was an excellent athlete but she wanted to branch out and do movies. Sloane had heard the story and had immediately set up an appointment to meet with her. But the girl was a bit arrogant and had insisted on the time they would meet. Martina showed up at his place in the middle of the morning. She came to the meeting right after tennis practice. Sloane probed her mind to learn more about the teenager. She was a hot little number and needed to be fucked and put in her place. Miss Hingis trapsed into his office like she owned the place. She had on a white collared tennis shirt and a short blue skirt that barely cover her thighs. She liked attention and she knew her nubile body drove men crazy. She was the object of many a man's dreams. She threw her gym back on his chair and looked at his office with distaste. She had short brown hair and a sweet smile that made her look like the girl next door. But Sloane knew better than to fall for her act. Martina was full of herself, she was the best at tennis and her ego matched her talent. She used people and tossed them aside when she no longer needed them. Her breasts were medium sized and delectible. Martina demanded something to drink and started to boss Sloane around. She told him how she wanted things to be and that was a major mistake on her part. Sloane gave orders, he did not take them. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------ Martina turned out to be a spoiled brat and he grew tired of her snotty attitude real fast. Sloane concentrated and started to delve into the girl's mind. The ring on his finger grew warm as it worked its magic for him. The teen sensation felt suddenly strange and dizzy. She didn't know that Sloane was reprogramming her mind and bending her to his will. He listened to Martina blab endlessly until her could take no more. Sloane told the girl to shut up and she looked at him as though she'd been slapped across the face. How dare he talk to her like that she yelled at him. Who the hell did he think he was? Sloane yelled for her to shut her mouth and to Martina's suprise she did what he told her to do. His mind control was starting to take over her brain and she would not be able to say no to him. Martina quietly went and sat on the sofa. She was very scared. She had no control over her body and she had to do as Sloane instructed. She knew he was doing something to her head and she was in trouble. Sloane sat in a chair and told the girl to come to him. Martina got up and went to him. She was obedient and laid down on his lap. Her upper body and legs hung down over the sides of his legs and her torso rested on top of his legs. Martina was on her stomach and her ass was in the air. It was time for Martina to be punished. Sloane raised his hand and abruptly brought it down on her wiggling ass with a loud slap. Martina yipped in pain and jerked in his lap. He was spanking her! She could not believe this. She had willingly walked to him and was now getting her bottom tanned. She was outraged, she had not been spanked since she was a small child. Sloane paddled her ass over and over, each blow stinging more than the last. He lifted her skirt so her panty covered behind was shown to him. Martina cursed and screamed in pain as she was spanked. The hitting increased in intensity and she was soon crying like a baby from the pain. Her ass was grew sore and red from the conitual slaps from his large hand. Martina squirmed in his lap and her body rubbed against his crotch. She gave no indication if she felt his stiff cock poke into her stomach or not. The girl cried in shame as she was humiliated by a total stranger. She was soon begging Sloane to stop spanking her. Martina promised to be a good girl and do as he said. Sloane gently massaged her ass with his hand and she was soon feeling the heat in her loins. She was becoming aroused from his touch. She got off his lap and rubbed her aching backside. She had no inention of making Sloane angry again. Martina apologized to Sloande and waited for his orders. He had taken the little bitch down a peg or two and that was good. He had the girl lift up her skirt with her hands and show him her white panties. Sloane made her parade around the room with her skirt held up and he laughed at her humiliation. Martina sobbed as she posed for him. She didn't want to do it but she dared not anger Sloane. He felt up her ass and Martina found herself liking being molested. He had ignited her sexual desire and she was very horny. Martina stripped of her shirt for him and stood there clad in her skirt and bra. She was ashamed and excited at the same time. Sloane had her stand next to him and he proceeded to feel her pert young breasts with his hands. Martina moaned as he accosted her heaving bosom. Her body shivered as waves of lust ran through her body. She was a quivering mass of flesh as he fondled her tits and ass. It was time to get down to business. He told Martina to lay on the sofa, she protested but got quiet when he smacked her ass again. Martia was sexually inexperienced but she knew something bad was abouto happen. She laid down on the sofa with her hands resting on her waist and legs. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------ Martina's hand slipped from her waist and up to her ripe breast. Her fingers teased the taut nipple through her bra. She laid back on the sofa and stretched out full length on it. And before she knew what hapened her skirt was bunched up around her waist and she had unclasped her bra. The teenager's hands were caressing her naked breasts, rolling the nipples between her fingers. Then her hand slipped between her legs and stroked her inner thighs. The hand roved over loins and wouldn't stay out of her panties. Without warning, Martina slid her fingers under the waistband of her panties and began massaging her silky mound of pubic hair between her flaring thighs. "No! Sloane don't make me do this! Please!" the tennis player gasped at the first contact of her finger upon her swollen clit. Ignoring the girl's protests, Sloane made her continue stroking herself between the legs. Martina slowly worked the middle finger into the tight confines of her virginal slit. The constant rubbing of her clit was arousing and made her tingle. Sloane mentally commanded the girl to play with herself in front of him. Martina wanted to stop the humiliating violation of her chastity but her body would not cooperate. Hot waves of desire coursed through her innocent frame. Martina squirmed her trim ass down into the sofa. 'It feels so good. Give in and enjoy it.' - a voice whispered in the back of her mind. "Sloane! Please let me stop! I'm begging you. Stop this!" she panted. Martina knew that in this aroused state she wouldn't be able to hold out long. Her fingers kept massaging her pussy and clit with need. Martina moaned in ectasy, she heard the metallic sound of a zipper being opened. She looked up to see Sloane taking the nylon cover off her tennis racket. He handed the racket to her and said, "You know what to do with this." Her eyes opened wide in shock when a series of images suddenly flashed through her mind. "No! Please! Don't make me do this!" the athlete pleaded in vain. Sloane saw the fear in her eyes and smiled. Martina took the tennis racket from him and placed the end of the blunt racket between her parted legs. "You're going to fuck that hot pussy of yours with that whether you like it or not." Sloane told the frightened girl. Martina tried to flinch away from the probing piece of her tennis equipment but her body wouldn't budge and the rubbery hardeness petted her covered crotch. Her free hand siezed her quivering tits and squeezed them together until the pointed nipples touched. Soft moans of pleasure escaped her lips as the tip of the racket slid along her wet slit. A stain appeared at the crotch of her panties from her natural lubricant. The excited teenager tried to stop but her body wouldn't comply with her wishes. Her fingers snagged her wet panties and peeled them down her curved hips and then off her slim ankles. "OOHH! I mustn't....please don't do this to me. No!" Martina cried as tears ran down her face. She was acting like the scared little girl she was. Her naked virgin cunt was now exposed to Sloane's intense gaze. Martina's hand crept from her tits, down over her soft belly and into the hot mouth of her pussy. She spread open her thin nether lips and slid the tennis racket along her pulsating furrow. She was getting hotter by the second and her carnal urges became more intensified. The upper part of the racket was swishing back and forth in the air as Martina rubbed her vagina with the instrament. A strangled sob came from her mouth as the girl shoved the bulbous tip of the handle into the outer fringes of her pure cunt. The wide gripping area circled around in her pussy, sending desire coursing through her viens. 'God what's he doing to me?' - she asked herself. Martina stared in disbelief as she worked the racket around in her slit. Her cunt opened wider as she thrust the end of the racket into her virgin hole. Martina's body jerked about and squirmed madly. "AAAG! UUNNGGHHH! GROOAAANN! OOHHHH! NNNOOOOOO!" she rasped in torment. Martina reached down and pulled the racket harder up against her seething genitals. She rapidly diddled her swollen clitoris as it raged with lust. Martina's mind reeled with fear and want at the thought of losing her virginity to a tennis racket held by her own hands. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------- Her hand moved to racket into the tube of her cunt. Martina wrapped her fist around the cold metal shaft that entered her pussy. Martina held the racket tightly. It was big and stretched her innocent hole. Mewls of pleasure spilled from her lips, she had never thought of using her equipment in such a manner. The racket was going to split her in two. The lewdeness of the entire situation excited the tennis player beyond description. Sloane's mind control was firmly embedded in her adolescent brain and Martina could not take the build up of dark sexual yearnings any longer. Without warning, Martina placed the tennis racket at the entrance of her steaming cunt and before she knew what she was doing, the girl lunged the racket into her defenseless vagina. Martina screamed out in tortured pain as she savagely took her own virginity thanks to the man with the ring. The racket met the barrier of her hymen and halted its descent. She gripped the rod securely and rammed it into her cunt without mercy. The racket ripped through her maidenhead and sank into the depths of Martina's virgin pussy. Sloane watched and was elated by her actions. He was smug about his great accomplishment. His cock was hard and throbbing in his pants but he wouldn't be fucking the tennis player this day. He knew that the video tape he was secretly making of this glorious event would be very good and it would be pricelss. He basked in this shining moment. He had the famous tennis player Martina Hingis in his office thrashing about like a whore. And she had just taken her own virginity to boot. Martina took the racket and into her pussy to the hilt. What a sight she made, her legs were clutched to her chest with a tennis racket sticking out of her newly opened cunt. The young girl shrieked in agony as she started to slide the thing in and out of her expanding pussy. Her hips swayed side to side wantonly against her will. Her mind shouted for her to stop as she raped her own body. The pistoning racket made her confused head swoon as the fires raged in her loins. She was being consumed by the need to be fucked. Martina raised her pelvis to take more of the racket into her sheath. She buzzed her clit in a hurried frenzy a she felt the first orgasm approachig. The tennis pro tensed her body as the waves of pleasure rippled over her. The mounting lust caused the teen to pump her hips up and down as she impaled herself on the racket over and over. Her pussy flesh clung to the slick smooth shaft as it sawed into her body. "NO! GOD NO!" she screeched as the perverted sensations washed over her. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------- Martina yelled as she came for the first time. Her inner thighs were covered with cunt juice and virgin's blood. Her vagina ached to be filled and she wanted the pistoning racket lodged in her belly. The youth had never known that getting fucked would be so good. Her sanity was severly tested as her mind was torn asunder by the strong climaxes. She lurched upward and jammed the racket in and out her twat viciously. She tingled with forbidden delight as she humped and undulated on the penetrating tennis racket. Swirling heat filled her groin and Martina howled in rapture as she came. "Fuck yourself Martina!" Sloande urged the girl. Martina moaned in response and spasmed on the sofa as her body contorted into a ball. "Must stop!" she sighed but the words held no meaning. The pain had long since disappeared and her cunt expolded with each thrust of the invading racket. Martina writhed and convulsed in abandon as she surged up so that the tip grated against her throbbing clit button. She arched her body and threw back her head while she came over and over. With and animal grunt, Martina plunged the racket in and out of her drenched tunnel furiously. Martina leered at Sloane and licked her lips. She wondered what it would feel like to have his penis in her cunt fucking her senseless. She would have to experince that soon. Martina's head jerked wildly back and forth as her loins grasped the racket and squeezed it with amazing pressure. "I'm Cumming!!" she wailed in joy. "Must keep fucking! OOOHHH GOD! YESSS! I'm cummmmmiinnnggggg!!! AAAAGGHHH!!!! UNNNGGHGH! YESSS!!" Finally it was over and Martina slumped down on the sofa spent. She tried to calm down but the afterglow of the orgasms still made her body tremble and flounce about. She stared at the ceiling as her mind reeled. She needed a real cock inside her. She needed Sloane. Martina felt and overwhelming attraction to him and the need to be with him. Martina stirred and pushed herself up into a sitting position. The tennis racket dangled from between her weak legs obscenely. She was embarassed and ashamed at what she'd done. She was like a bitch in heat and had given in to her animalistic urges. Martina felt an empty void as she pulled the racket from her battered cunt. She smiled wickedly at Sloane and brought the racket up to her mouth. The 16 year old teenager proceeded to lick her cunt juice off the racket and she sucked the handle into her mouth to clean it. -------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------- Sloane sent Martina on her way and told her to wait for him to summon her. Martina reluctantly agreed to wait for him to call her back. She wanted to stay and fuck him but she would come running when he called. Slaone was pleased with the results of Martina's conditioning. She still retained her mind but she belonged to him. She would obey him and be compliant. Sloane told her to keep quite and forbid her to communicate in any way, to anybody, about what had happened to her. Martina accepted Sloane as her master and she longed to be with him. She grabbed her gym bag and left the office. Martina was a different person after her encounter with Sloane. The teen was always horny and couldn't look at a tennis racket without becoming aroused. Martina got to the point where she had to masturbate before every tennis match or she could not play the game. The tennis racket that had claimed her virginity now held a special place in her heart. Martina never left home without her favorite tool. In fact, she got to know all her equipment rather intimately. The End. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----