Message-ID: <6911eli$9801011737@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: hinkannj36@aol.com (HinkaNNJ36) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: NEW: Master Plaster part 3 of 4 (BDSM) by Hinka 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: <19971231144300.JAA01790@ladder01.news.aol.com> Master Plaster part 3 of 4 (BDSM) by Hinka Please do not read if under age of 21. Contains some offbeat/graphic material not suitable for non-adults. Strong sexual content. Just as an FYI, I'm usually a very gentle sole who doesn't condone the following acts. It's my hope that by exploring BDSM in a fantasy world the reader will find sexual release and not feel compelled to resort to actual violence. Our poor little heroine, Linda, has had a tough two nights. All good things though come to an end. The school year is now over and Linda awaits the arrival of her mother, who is taking her home. "The dorm looks so different with boxes everywhere", Linda thought. "I hope mom gets here before Nora does". Just then Nora, and her parents, came through the door. Opening the bottle of wine he was carrying, Nora's father poured everyone a drink. "A toast to my two girls!", he bellowed. "Everyone drink up!". Linda drank down the red liquid, happy she wouldn't be seeing Nora for the rest of the Summer. "Too bad you won't be coming back in the Fall", said Nora. "I'll miss my little roomy and all the fun we had here". I could hear Nora's words but had trouble focusing on her. "I hope my new roomy is a slut just like you!". Feeling drowsy, I fell down at Nora's feet. The last thing I remember was them laughing over me. I awoke and found myself naked, bound to a metal table. The room around me resembled a doctors office only bigger. It was all white and sterile looking. Large machines stood in the corners and strings dangled from the ceiling. I lay there unable to move from my bonds. Tears formed in my eyes and I whimpered like a baby. I heard footsteps behind me and strained to see who it was. Gregor and a beautiful naked girl came into view. "I hope you don't mind me taping this", he said. "I'm sure to relish this one many times". I screamed for him to let me go. I warned him about my mother and other friends who would miss me. He just laughed and said, "It's all been arranged. You're mine to do with as I please. If you cooperate you might enjoy yourself, if you don't I promise you unbearable torment". Taking the girls hand he helped her up onto the table. She stood over me with a foot on each side of my hips. Her nipples were pierced and held large steel rings. A long clear tube dangled from her shaven pussy. Looking closer I saw her outer pussy lips were also pierced and held a dozen or so tiny rings on each side. Laces were drawn through the rings like one would lace a boot. The tube squeezed through some of the laces making it apparent that was the only opening in, or out of, her cunt. "Do you like it?", Gregor asked. "The tube goes directly into the bladder. Lets show Linda how it works". Gregor took the end of the tube and forced it in my cunt. Pressing a button on a remote in his other hand, the girl began to moan. After a few seconds I could see yellow liquid running down the tube and into my pussy. The girl was shaking over me as her hands busily pulled on the nipple rings. Taking the tube out of my hole Gregor held it up to my face and let the liquid drip onto my lips. Rubbing the piss into them he knelt down and kissed my forehead. "See how gentle I can be", he said quietly. "If your good you get rewarded. If your bad you get punished. Let me show you". With one swipe he hit the ankles of the girl over me with such force that she fell face first on top of me. He then gathered straps from under the table and lashed the girl tightly to me. I could feel the cold of her nipple rings against my breasts and her hot breath against my lips. With fear in her eyes I watched as Gregor brought the remote up to her face and pressed a red button. The young girls body writhed into me as her screams filled my ears. Sobbing she laid her head down alongside mine and cried into my shoulder. Gregor released the straps holding her and sat her down in a chair. "Claire has everything she needs to take care of you", Gregor said. "I'll be seeing you after my business trip". Turning to the girl, he told her to rest a few minutes then get started. Gregor left and I could hear the girl panting, still recovering from her ordeal. After a few minutes, the girl came over to me. "I'm Claire", she said. "For the next few hours you belong to me. Just one instruction before we get started. The only thing I want coming from your mouth are screams and moans. The room is lined with cork so no one can hear you. Begging for mercy won't help and all talking will be punished severely. Do you understand?". I nodded my head in agreement and saw her walk off towards a table. She returned with a video camera which she set in a box suspended from the ceiling above my feet. She then wheeled over a cart and positioned it next to my head. Glancing down I saw an array of needles, pliers and rings. My heart raced faster and I started sobbing at what was in store. Taking a long needle she dipped it in alcohol. Being careful not to block the camera she grabbed my tit and rolled it between her fingers. She pinched and fondled it till it started to grow. Squeezing hard on the tip and stretching my breast up she plunged the needle into my soft flesh. I screamed in agony but she pushed it in further. Leaving the needle in she started work on my other nipple. The pain was immeasurable as she sank the second needle into my other tit. As I cried for mercy she went to the tray and brought up a brass ring open at one end. Attaching it somehow to the end of the needle she thread it through my breast. Crying in agony I passed out on the table. When I came to my breasts felt like they were on fire. Looking at them I saw two large brass rings closed through them. My pussy was also aching and I realized she must have attached rings to it also. "Gregor likes to put in the tube himself", I heard Claire say. I'm almost done with you. Just one more thing left". Claire reached up and brought two cords down from the ceiling. Both had a hook on the end. Reaching over she attached the hooks to each of my brass rings. She then took the cords, threaded them over a pulley and attached them to what looked like springs. Looking coldly at me I saw her hand move towards a lever. With one motion she pushed on the lever and the springs snapped down. My breasts jumped high in the air as I shrieked in pain. Just as I felt my flesh tearing the pressure eased. Claire then took a stick and beat on the cords. My breasts bounced up and down wildly as the springs vacillated. My sobs turned to low whimpers and I grew weak from the constant pain. At last the cords slackened and Claire turned off the lights, leaving me alone to ponder Gregor's next torment. I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I knew strange hands were parting my pussy lips and probing inside. I looked up and saw Claire standing next to me. She examined my nipple rings and brought over a bottle of liquid. Taking two large pieces of cotton she put one over each nipple. "This might hurt", she said, as she poured the liquid onto the cotton. I screamed as my raw nipples once again burned like fire. Just as the pain became bearable my body was assaulted once again as I felt the liquid being poured over my sore pussy. Sobbing and moaning, the hands that had been at my hole now covered my mouth. I looked up and saw an older man dressed in white hovering over me. "I don't appreciate all this noise", he shouted. "That medicine is for your own good. Now keep quiet so I can finish my examination". He took his hand away as Claire released my bonds. Taking measurements and notes, he probed every part of my body. Making me stand, for the first time I could see my pussy. The outer lips had been pierced like Claires but not laced. The liquid had left a brown stain over my mound and breasts. As I stood my nipple rings dangled and I winced from their weight. Weak from the torture and from laying so long, Claire braced me as I stood. When the exam was finished Claire walked me to my room. It was small but well furnished. Every day, for at least a week, Claire took care of me. She brought me food and nursed my sore nipples and pussy. She still wouldn't let me talk and whipped me with a leather strap the few times I tried. One day she brought a man with her. He had us stand facing each other and ordered me to unlace Claires pussy. When her pussy was open he took a double dildo and shoved at least 9 inches up Claires pussy alongside her tube. He then took the other end of the dildo along with her tube and worked it into my cunt. I started to cry but a sharp slap on my ass taught me otherwise. Pushing us closer he took Claires laces and threaded them through our pussy rings. Our pussy flesh was now intertwined with the dildo and tube completely hidden up our cunts. Next he clamped our nipple rings together. Taking Claires arms he pulled them tight around my back and tied them, taking my arms he did the same. Our ankles and knees were also strapped firmly together. He then took tape and wrapped it around our chest and back, making our arms and upper body completely immobile. Taking more tape he pushed our lips tightly together and secured our heads, so we were locked in a permanent kiss. A large black hood was placed over our heads and secured at our necks. It was difficult to breath and my body started turning numb from the bonds. We stood there for awhile until I heard voices. Different voices were talking and laughing. I could see white flashes through our hood and surmised that pictures were being taken. We were pushed down on the bed and I could feel fingers probing my ass. Feeling Claires body wiggle next to me I imagined she was going through similar actions. The fingers were replaced by a large dick pushing up my rear. Little by little it invaded my ass. I could feel the body laying next to me as it grappled to grab us both. The dick was now buried deep in my bowels and I felt it rub against the dildo and Claires tube. Another set of hands dug into my back and I guessed Claire also was invaded. I felt other hands holding our feet still as the fucking action started. Ramming into us I pictured what a sight we must be. The thrusts of Claire and her invader now matched our own. Our bodies constantly crushed and mashed against each other as the fucking increased. I could hear Claire moan into my mouth and noticed me doing the same. Our pussys got wetter affording the dildo more freedom to move with each thrust. Orgasms finally writhed through our bodies as cum spurt deep in our bowels. The hood made it very difficult to breathe, and we both gasped for air as it was removed. The two men who had fucked us both got leather straps and savagely beat our bottoms. Other men and women in the room cheered them on as large welts started to surface. Through the slapping of the leather and our cries I could Nora's voice calling us "pussy whores". Then, abruptly, the beating stopped and the room fell silent. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Gregor standing by the door. With our lips and bodies still taped together, Gregor told everyone to leave. After all had gone, the lights were turned off and we were left, bound alone on the bed. Comments (good or bad) are always welcome. Please email me at HinkaNNJ36@aol.com or reply to this post. HinkaNNJ36@aol.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |