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Author: Goldfish to be published in Ole Crannon site for other authors ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Room behind the kitchen By Nina I had been musing, while preparing dinner, about how my life had changed after my husband Dennis, had died in the car accident as we were driving home from a party. He had been in his normal state of seeming mild intoxication at the club we had gone to sometimes on the evening when we both had gotten paid. I had stayed sober but he insisted on driving and had accentuated the point with a rather violent swing to my left eye. I didn't bleed but I knew my eye would be black and blue for a few days. It had swollen shut by the time we got into the pickup. We had been married for 4 years after I had graduated from college with an associates degree in communications. I just did not care for the dramatic increase in costs and the student loans I would need to have to get a higher degree. I still had not not been able to get a job that paid me well but Dennis and I were half way self sufficient with his roofing jobs he was getting and staying booked for about 9 months out of the year. We had a rental house and were trying to have a baby. Unfortunately I have a short cervix and every time I got pregnant I would loose it at between 6 and 8 weeks. I found out that I also had HPV, and after the shots and everything was done and over with. I had narrowly escaped cervical cancer. Dennis had run a red light and smashed into a car with a young woman in it before we had careened into a truck in the next lane. Dennis had caught the corner of the truck cab, his head was smashed in the wreckage. Somehow I was only bruised from the seat belts and harness but Dennis was wearing neither. The woman and Dennis were buried less than 30 foot apart and even though they were interred on different days. I met Ben at Dennis's funeral. He had introduced himself before he knew I was the wife of the man that killed his wife. Strangely, I brought up the subject. I had admitted my sorrow for the son of the woman he killed, and of course the husband. That is when he said he was the woman's husband. We were married 3 months later. We had bought a new house in a very nice neighborhood the next week. That was 10 months ago. In the 10 months since we have lived here, I hardly ever went outside. I had not even met the neighbors. I had seen the couple across the street once or twice as one or the other was coming or going to work or shopping. I kind of thought it was the weather because of the rain. Spring had arrived and I was sometimes working in the garden in the very private back yard when the weather was nice. Ben or Bobby mowed the lawns in the front, side and back. I never paid much attention to anything out in the front because I was on the computer doing some on line classes. I was doing some Psychology and some health review classes thinking I might expand my horizons and gain some insights in my own health and others around me for being a good mom. Bobby was happy with me as his new mom and always greeted me with a good hug and was always very open as only a close knit family can be. I knew he liked to hold me tight and rub my large firm breasts with his chest, as a kind of reward for being good. Although we had not talked much about this, it was pretty much inferred that Ben and I were agreeable to this. Bobby is Ben's son, and is 11 going on 18. He is very bright and I work on his homework with him if he asks. He has several regular friends that come home to work with him and they help each other as well. One of them is pretty regular and is a rather pretty little girl called Betsy. We have a 4 bedroom house so if one or two of the kids asks permission to stay over they usually are welcomed. The same thing goes with Bobby staying over at one of his friend's houses. Betsy was almost as close to Bobby as a sister we thought. A little about me. My name is Nina. I am 5 foot 8 and graced with what I consider a healthy but somewhat over endowed figure. I am however a little heavier than I really wish to be. Of course I am a natural born female of Amerindian descent. I enjoyed a natural tan but not real dark. I never burned but could get quite dark in the summers I had spent outside as a child while I lived with my grandmother. We had lived on a reservation in the Dakotas but I had left to go to school at a community college off reservation. As a teen I had been somewhat sheltered and my grandmother had kept me away from boys and had told me some of my natural heritage. Some of it had been pretty gristly and bloody. I had listened but never really let any of it sink in or bother me too much. It was the middle of April when Bobby and Betsy came running into the house half out of breath. “Mom! This week we have been having sex ed classes and I think there are several of those in our class that are pushing the envelope a bit.” “What do you mean Bobby?” I asked. “It is just that everything they are talking about is just straight out of the book. Any time we ask the teacher about sexual feelings or correct responses or even slight deviations, from birds and bees script, they get all flustered and change the subject. There are 10 of us in the class that are in the advanced Siema sub class but we are apparently almost getting out of hand for the teacher.” Betsy started. “We have been talking about it and we were wondering if you and Bobby's dad could give us an advanced class for the 10 of us in the evenings or weekends.” This almost floored me for a minute. I thought back in my history and my family's history as far as I knew before I answered. “We will have to ask your dad when he gets home and then if he decides to help, we will need to get permission and maybe participation of all of the parents in your group. We have the room here to do it and the computer can hook up to big screen for viewing and surfing if necessary. I will need you to input the names and numbers of the group into the computer, so we can talk to their parents. If everyone agrees then we could do it. Many of the things we will be participating in or seeing are considered to be very illegal for persons under 18 to participate in or even see with adults. Some rules would be covered by local zoning and others by state statutes. Some would be considered very immoral or improper for anyone under 18 to even know about. Do any of them participate in religious activities?” Betsy said. “None of them I know about. A couple of them may go as guests to an Easter or Christmas service but none of them make anything of it.” “Tell me! What are some of the questions that you were asking while we fix dinner?” We went into the kitchen to prepare dinner together. I had already started a small roast. Bobby started. “First of all, we learned the names of the body parts but the pictures that were shown did not tell much. Both the girls and the boys wanted to see the real thing and not only representations of adults or children. We wanted to see each other as well.” Betsy took over. “We would like to feel what we were seeing. I know I am feeling some arousal from seeing, but I want to see the boys get big and feel them, I want to be felt as well. I know I want to feel what it feels like to have sex. I want to have some guidance so it won't get hurt or feel bad. I also want to know that if it is going to feel bad and have the decision to deal with it if it might be dealt with.” Bobby took over. “This is why we decided to ask you to get some guidance. We know you and Dad make love and have sex almost every night because we can hear you. You guys enjoy it. The teacher said that the girls hurt when they have sex for the first time and that is why they wait until they get married to couple for the first time. Even then, sometimes, it always hurts.” I heard the door open and Ben had arrived. “What hurts?” He asked, not having heard the first part. Betsy beat me to it. “Our sex ed teacher said that sometimes girls hurt when having sex.” Ben blushed a bit but asked to be brought up to speed on the conversation. The kids repeated our long conversation about having an advanced sex ed class for their group. He asked for the list of names and numbers. “Nina, we can do it but we will need all of the parent's and youth's full cooperation, knowledge and permission for what will happen. I will find the necessary forms while dinner is being set. They should be ready in about a half hour.” Ben went into the computer room to download some necessary legal documents and print them. I asked Betsy if I could start by calling her mother and ask her opinion. Betsy agreed and dialed her number. The phone rang twice and her mother answered. “Mona? This is Nina, Bobby's mom. The kids told me about their trials with the sex ed class at school and then asked if we could do an advanced sex ed class in some evenings or weekends with a group of their friends in the Siema class.” Betsy's mom hardly gave me a chance to finish and she was already beginning to reply in an affirmative kind of way. She said she would be right over. She is a single mom and said that she wanted to help. I told Bobby and Betsy and they both were excited. Ben had finished printing out some forms that he had downloaded from work. He works in a broad line insurance company and has access to a lot of rather impressive legal documents on a moment's notice that most people would have to research for months to even find a link to. “These were written by a judge that only lives a couple of blocks away and has extensive legal background in dealing with things that might be dealing with borderline incest. While he is not noted for his permissiveness or a throw away the key mentality, he shows what seems to be an unusual approach to enable legalizing some inter-generational sexual activities in a very legal way for the purpose of parental sexual instruction.” Betsy asked. “Do the papers allow permission for youth to be actively instructed in within generational and cross generational interaction?” This rather pointed question was surprising and highlighted the general intelligence and mental capacity of these 11 year old kids. “From basically scanning the forms and from the reference checker it does do just that. Apparently the subject has come up before many times across the nation and many times a year as the pendulum swings back and forth by prosecuting agencies. The particular document form has been before several state supreme courts and has been found fully valid in all points, for protecting the participants” Said Ben. The door bell rang and Betsy ran to let in her mother. She was wearing a fairly brief sun dress with no belt. Betsy asked if her mom could stay for dinner, as her mother was still panting from apparently running the block to the house. I told her to set another place. Both of the kids had it done by the time I could finish the sentence. 1 We settled down with general conversation on how things were doing and school. Mona mentioned how her job as an independent masseur and her side line of piercing and tattoo artwork was doing. The ear piercings were steady and increasing slightly this year from last of young girls wanting them done by her. She takes great care to do the job correctly with the right type of sterile needles and jewelry instead of what so many young girls have always done. Her fee is a lot less than treating the infections that often times occur. Many times the girls accidentally poison themselves accidentally by trying to use plated or brass needles to do the piercings with. This leaves metallic contamination and with the salt in the blood makes them so they just fester instead of healing. Sometimes they even have to have surgery to remove deeply infected lobes. Many times their older sisters and mothers also have nipple, hood or other genital piercings done to commemorate the young girl's having their ears pierced. Sometimes teen boys have their ears pierced to commemorate their coupling with a virgin girl. “I had always wondered about that but thought it was a bit silly.” said Betsy. Bobby said. “I wondered about that myself.” Ben broke up the conversation and asked, “If the rest of the parents could be called and if they are all available to come over and sign the charter documents I have here. We won't have to repeat everything again.” The names of the parent's were all ready on the proper forms along with the names of the concerned minors. Our home phone and 2 cell phones were used over the next 10 minutes to contact the remaining 7 households. We would be hosting a gathering of 10 sub teens and their parents this evening. 5 girls and 5 boys. The forming of the charter group In less than a half hour all of the families had arrived. Of them, there was only one other 2 parent family. 3 were headed up by single women and 3 by single fathers. Mona was the only one that was divorced. Wartime had claimed 3 of the spouses and one by airline mishap and 2 by automobile. Paul was the father of twins, 2 lovely and maturing fast blond pixies. He confessed that he was dreading the time that as a single parent he would be cornered into going through an adult question and answer session with his girls. He was very unsure how he would be able to get through it with the incest temptation and likely attraction. He truly loved his daughters, Mina and Tulane, and wished they would learn all the answers without any trauma, physically or psychologically. One other dad, Mike, had a son Randy, who was the tallest of the group. He got it from his father. Edwin was the father of James, the smallest of the boys The other 2 parent family were Barnard and Wilma, parents of Michelle. Carol, Mary, and Nadine were the other ladies, parents of Charles, Walker, and Leanne. Ben began by reading the paper written by Bobby and Betsy regarding their concerns about the very vanilla sex ed classes that the local school was having and the basic desire to go much further with instructions in a much more detail. The big request was the adult informational guidance sessions regarding sex. “This became a bit of concern because of possible legal connotations regarding under age children and the possibility of incest or impropriety. This is why I started doing a little research on this and found this document that originated in this neighborhood and is a consensual waver for exactly what the kids were asking. It was written by a federal court judge a few years ago while he was a local circuit court judge after he was a district prosecutor. It is still a valid and legal document. Everyone has signed the charter and agrees that the terms are acceptable to everyone?” Everyone agreed with some of the kids looking around before saying they agreed with the wording and implied restrictions. I stood and asked Bobby and Betsy to take notes. Betsy said she would just record the session and transcribe it if necessary. Ben had a video camera set up in the corner of the room to record it as well. “First of all, I think we need to come up with a list of any limits we might need to establish and specific directions for content we need to follow as individuals and as a group. I would like first of all to address all of the children as to format, dress, activities and any rules they might be comfortable or uncomfortable with. Of particular note should be: No subject is off limits for statement or proposal. Anything talked about or presented must be allowed on the table without argument or interruption. Anything can be presented without censure because of moral or jealousy or personal feelings involved by anyone.” Nadine was first. “I think I would be comfortable with a 'clothing optional' at least indoors. This would make it so everyone would be as truthful as possible.” “Very good Nadine. Is this acceptable with everyone?” I said. Everyone hesitated but a moment before nodding. I made a further response and began by removing my sundress as I had no undergarments on. The rest of the parents followed as the youth removed their simple clothing. We tossed our clothes into a pile next to the door. “I have a further suggestion. Anytime that a sex ed session is to start, All homework must be done and checked by a parent or adult qualified to check it for correctness and content. And it must be 100% done before any sexual activities or studies are to be started.” Both the adults and the youth verbally agreed to this condition. Betsy added a direction for the class. “I want to be able to have sexual intercourse even though I am not having periods yet. I have a hymen and I think some of the other girls still have them as well. I heard that they are sometimes both valuable socially and painful to remove. This is something that is in need of explanation and exploration.” Wilma, the other mother in a 2 parent family commented here. “Cherries or Hymens are usually present in every girl when she is borne. Many times they are broken or removed in younger girls from physical non sexual activities. Such as bicycle riding or horseback riding. Other times from masturbation by sticking an object inside the birth canals for sexual excitement or release. Socially in some cultures they are a sign of both fertility or a desirable condition of a girl that has not had sex with someone else. Without saying, it is a sign that the girl is not likely to have gotten a sexually transmitted disease, or STD. Sometimes the girl may have a very thin membrane or a very thick one. Thick ones can be removed via surgical piercing or by intercourse, or by a long sharp fingernail. Surgical Is basically without pain for thick hymens. A long fingernail from, usually a mother, is almost painless if done properly and fully. This method works for any girl. If it is not done fully it can hurt many times over years from painful stretching by intercourse until it is removed by surgical methods or giving birth. This can add to the painful effects of a removal that is not fully completed. If it is done correctly, then sex is painless and very enjoyable for both the girl and her partner. I know Michelle has broken her hymen shortly after she began riding a bicycle and it was confirmed after she learned to ride a pony a couple of years ago. How many of you girls still have them?” Betsy, and the twins raised their hands. Leanne said she had lost hers to a candle about 2 months ago. She got carried away masturbating and suddenly made a mess on the sheet in her bedroom with a bloody spot. She said it really did not hurt but , “It scared me.” Paul, the father of the twins, asked his daughters if they would allow one of the women to pierce their hymens with their fingernail. “That is how your mother was done by her mother.” The twins were excited about the immediate prospects and asked for Wilma since she apparently was the most familiar with the method from her informative presentation of using the fingernail. Wilma said she had no actual experience doing it although she knew the procedure since her mother had taken her hymen at the time of her puberty. Bobby and Betsy brought some warm water from the kitchen and a bundle of towels from the pantry. One at a time the twins sat on the bench and spread their legs opening their bare and bald virgin slits. Wilma cleaned her hands before she excited them with some lubricant before reaching inside them one at a time with her forefinger and working them in a slight twisting motion pushed. The girls opened their eyes and clenched a moment catching their breath before relaxing. Wilma again pushed inside a little bit and twisted some more and pulled her forefinger out with a slight reddish blood flow. It was small and less in volume than a small teaspoon. She dabbed them with a damp cleansing pad and the girls relaxed. The girls applied some ointment to themselves after they rinsed themselves out with a classic douche syringe and pan to release the fluid into. Betsy asked her mother to open her up. She agreed but she did not have any fingernail to do the procedure. She used a curling iron clamp because it was long enough and had a reasonably sized and curved end without the cap on the end so that Betsy only felt a slight tug as it was slipped in and the slight amount of blood flowed out directly from the open channel. After a full circular twist she was ready to rinse herself out and feel inside her now opened and aroused slit to feel the edge of where her hymen used to be. It did not feel sore. The girls finished cleaning up the tools and appliances they had used. They were all happy. The group finished by gathering and asking about circumcisions. They had heard about them but were interested in observing the remnants of them. 3 of the boys had them. Of course none of the girls had them and neither did their mother's. The group was curious about the reasons of both and what was actually done. Ben set up the big screen TV to the computer and went on line. The group read the definitions and then were able to actually see videos of the procedure being done on both boys and girls. Since the subject had been brought up, the mothers reinforced the conclusion that first of all it was painful for the women or girls, and for girls or women it dulled or eliminated their desire for sex or sexual expression. Because it eliminated a primary erotic pleasure zone. Sexual activities were reduced as a form of birth control and to make women subservient to dominant men for religious or social reasons. For men in some parts of the world, by heritage, it was for the purpose strictly to eliminate an environment for carrying disease or infections and to make themselves able to clean themselves easier when preparing for sex. It came out of a desert environment where water was not available on a consistent basis. Some of their feeling and erotic feeling is lost and the friction of entering a vagina is increased because the skin slides instead of the penis rolling between the membranes as it slips into the woman. Bobby, Walker and James had been circumcised and asked why? Ben told Bobby that it was done shortly after he was borne because of family tradition. Walker and James accepted the explanation. Randy and Charles asked why they were not done. Their parents explained that it was not a social custom in their families. They had immigrated from northern Europe where the climate provided plenty of rain and snowfall. They still needed to take care of fungal and mold infections so the cleaning habit was always followed from early childhood. Betsy spoke up and addressed the group. “Now that we girls are now prepared to couple or have sex, I would like to start sampling some of the boys. I never really thought about how different boys night feel different when coupling so I want to try it. First I want to try Bobby first, since we are usually together a lot.” I spoke up next. “I think that the parents can approve of this. I also think that the younger generation may couple together with mutual consent. The parents should be able to do the same as an open swing group. We may demonstrate how we couple as guides to the young ones. I will take partners doggy style.” Mona and Nadine said she would take partners missionary style. Wilma, Mary and Carol said they would take partners any way they could have them. The girls picked their partners and started as Ben began coupling with me. It was over an hour and everyone had at least 2 partners when we broke to have some refreshments. As we ate the parents decided that we could just as well do a marathon session with the sex ed because it was after all a Friday night and we had no other real commitments until Monday. We settled in on some beanbag furniture as mixed couples and surfed the web to places that the adults might or might not have ever been to before. They were not in any way shape or form rated anything but at least XX. Some of these sites were extremely graphic as to sizing and sexual practices. Some of them were almost beyond torture. Some were strictly concerned with self mutilation and others with erotic and consensual body modifications like genital piercings both with needles and for implanting rings, rods, and bushings into very large cuts in both women and men. Some of them even involved stuffing orifices with thorny vines and nettles. A few of the sites involved were skewering bound breasts and blood play. There was even dissection of corpses and sexual organs. Many times there were somewhat prolonged discussion on what was watched. Some of the sites were noted and saved for return to at a later time. Everyone was starting to fall asleep at a little past midnight so blankets were brought out. There was 4 adult males so each were given a bed and they shared them with the adult women. The youth took the down stairs. The sun was barely coming up when I was awakened by breakfast smells of cooking food. I grabbed a fast shower and when I was barely in, I was joined by Paul. We gave each other a quick soap down and rinse when 2 more adults were waiting. We went down stairs and the youth had already taken their showers and were preparing breakfast for everyone. Betsy had followed an early suggestion and made certain that the cooks wore aprons to keep from splattering anything hot on bare flesh. “Is anyone sore this morning?” I asked. The girls said that they felt pretty good this morning but they were very hungry when they woke up. The boys were both hungry and thirsty. “You all will be on a high energy and calorie diet for the weekend. Your strength will drop quickly if you get dehydrated even a little bit. Your ability to recover from sex will also drop very fast.” They agreed, that had been true. “One thing that helps is not something we saw more than passing last night is oral sex. You girls are capable of squirting in a female ejaculation. This is very nourishing to guys and you can and will squirt a much larger volume than the guys do. Guys! When you ejaculate from oral sex especially it is very good for the girl's health. From my experience it tastes pretty good, but it might be an acquired taste, if you think it might be 'yucky' the feeling will go away. The same thing goes if after a completed coupling, sperm and female cum can be sucked orally from the source. It will not be 100% removed but it will extend times between flushing out since you are of the age where you can have sex with multiple partners and almost continuously for hours on end.” The twins asked. “Last night we saw a couple of ass smoothie videos and thought that it might be fun. Is there anything we might have to watch out for?” I had seen those and thought about them from an adult perspective without commenting. “First of all, anyone even attempting it must realize that there would need to be substantial and careful preparation. It was not mentioned or shown but anyone trying it would need to do a very thorough cleaning of the bowel. The large intestine would need to be fully flushed and preferably sanitized. You would need to start with a full enema from a warm running water source to flush out anything that may be inside you in your large intestine. The last flush would be with some hydrogen peroxide to kill any remaining bacteria or viruses. Only then if everything was clear from your last flush and before the final rinse of the peroxide and a smell test could you do the filling of your anus. This would be good for no more than a half hour. Any hint of discoloration or odor when you are filling the drinking glass or container should warrant immediate disposal and an additional cleaning set. Do not fill yourself too full because you want to not overfill. You must leave some room in your intestine for normal movement from your small intestine. Understood?” Leanne was the first to reply. “Understood! Can I be the first to make some dessert? Some of the guys were asking about it this morning for dessert from breakfast and I think it would be loads of fun.” “Let's wait until after everyone is up and has finished breakfast. I think this is something we can do as a group thing if we have other volunteers in the back yard. It is so nice out and everything is very private. Those that wish to try it, can empty your first enema or so in the garden. It will do the flowers good.” All of the youth were excited and jabbering and cheering when the last of the parents got to the kitchen. I filled them in a bit as we were filling our own plates from the stove. The conversations varied in range from bestiality, to piercings, to body modifications and appliances. Some of the appliance conversations were relating to anal and cervical plugs and how long some of them might be worn and the purposes of wearing the appliances. As we were finishing the youth were disappearing outside the back door. The adults finished their breakfasts and 2 of the boys offered to clean up and put the dishes into the dishwasher. I told them to start it even if it was not completely full. We went outside into the morning sunlight and it was fantastic. The girls were taking turns on filling each other up with slightly warmer than lukewarm water, but they were not using much penetration. I asked them if I could do a demonstration. I was satisfied with the temperature but I knew the hose needed to be fed the length of the large intestine to be useful. The hose slipped inside easily and I just kept twisting and moving the outside of the hose as I felt it turn at its upper limit and cross my belly below the rib cage and back down the right side of my belly where it stopped. I waddled to the garden and worked the hose back and forth and let the brown water run out of me as the clean water went in. Several times I tried to restrict the outflow and it slowed a bit and more brown water and some small feces were expelled. I slowly pulled it out and emptied my bowel before I did it again. It was mostly clear now but I did it 4 times to be sure. The girls one at a time did the same they giggled a bit as they flushed themselves out. They teased the boys and they joined in for the sake of shared experiences. The girls used the douche bag to dilute the peroxide at 50% for their final flush. As the girls were doing their final flush the boys were mixing milk and cut up fruit for the blender and adding some ice before they turned the blender on to mix the smoothies. They had a funnel ready. Leanne was first, almost doing a somersault to lean up against the counter with her legs apart. Randy slipped the funnel into her anus and then gently poured in the mixture. Only about half went inside her. She got very cold and the flow stopped while she was having an apparent orgasm as her belly clenched. Randy removed the funnel and her anus closed before she rolled over to a sitting then standing position. “Now run upstairs and back before you empty yourself into the glass Leanne.” Said Randy. She took off in a flash and was back in only a half minute winded but happy. She squatted and emptied herself filling the glass about 3/4th full. She sniffed it and drank a mouthful. She said she wanted to make more as she handed the glass to one of the boys and upended herself. The boys were busy making more smoothie mix as the girls were lined up next to each other taking turns being filled. The girls made enough so everyone had their fill. Once they were done, they rinsed out themselves and were ready for some more activities. The girls said that they had all coupled with each of the boys and they were satisfied for the moment on the feelings they had from the different boys and whether they were circumcised or not they enjoyed them all. The boys had watched some of the fisting videos and were interested in seeing what it felt like inside the girls. I told them that, “I do not think the girls were big enough yet to take any of their hands yet. I did not know how long they might take to either stretch if they wished, or grow to be able to indulge in the practice. I will be glad to allow them to reach inside me if they had smooth and clean fingernails and satisfy their curiosity for all of the youth, either boy or girl.” Carol also volunteered. We settled down on two of the beanbags and opened up wide. I and Ben had done this many times as I found it deeply erotic. Surprisingly Betsy was one of the first that wanted to reach inside me. Randy was Carol's first. I suggested alternating the sexes in sequence and all of the youth at least take turns on both of us. Carol agreed. Most of the single parents had not done it before for some reason or another and asked if they could participate? I told them I had no problem with it. Mona also volunteered. I guided Betsy into my vagina using some of the lube we had in a bowl. Her hand and arm were not much larger than a good hard cock. I positioned her hand so she could feel my “G” spot and know how to massage it. Then I asked her to reach in further. Past her wrist her fingers came to my Cervix and I asked her to first stick a finger inside it slowly. I began an orgasm and clenched on her arm as she slipped in the first finger. In a few seconds I was able to relax a bit and she slipped in a little further until her finger was in past the second joint. She was able to move her finger inside my womb as I shuddered a little more. She slowly removed her arm. One of the boys was next and he was about the same size and I again had not a full orgasm but I did clench on his arm enough to surprise him. He enjoyed drinking my cum that was flowing out of my vagina though. When he got to my cervix I asked him to put one then 2 fingers in. I was definitely climbing a wall of bliss. I hardly remember him pulling out of me and the next girl slipping inside. When she rubbed my “G” spot it was almost all I could take. She commented when she slipped into my cervix that it was opening further and her hand slipped inside my womb easily. She was easily able to slip in past her elbow inside me. Carol was starting to take fingers inside her cervix as well but it was not stretching nearly as easily as mine. I had several more full orgasms as all of the youth felt inside of my womb. I then asked for and took all of the adults Feeling all the way to the limits of my womb. Not even Ben had dared to finger my cervix before, let alone run his fist inside it. After recovering and eating snacks I thanked them all for the experience. “You have all gone to a place like you were carried for 9 months before you were borne. Even though I have not, nor will ever be able to bear a child I feel like I have now fulfilled my motherly duty of giving birth. We watched some more video's featuring both needle play and even some that might be classified as torture. Mona did some of the group narration. She settled on one of the videos that featured a very pretty lady that put a small vibrating toy inside her vagina and then pierced and sewed up her vaginal lips. She then went for a walk in her neighborhood with a friend. All the while the vibrator was controlled by a remote control. Another video by the same woman had her using small paper hearts and stapling her and her friend's vaginal lips shut, putting on tops and skirts and walking in a park. Apparently one of the women had to urinate a bit. It burned a lot and they tried to pull out the staples while sitting on the curb. The girls said that was a lesson learned without harming themselves. The rest of the youth and their parents agreed. Mary asked if Mona could stitch her up like the woman as a demonstration. She had done some needle play years before and was unafraid of them. “I have thought of something like that for years but never have had someone that could do it to me. I know the woman in the video did it herself but I am just not that experienced.” “I would only do it for you here if you would fully be able to describe your feelings and pain as it was done, Of course we would record it for our own private review.” Mona said. “Of course I would. If you have any numbing agents it would help me in vocalizing it though.” “I have the numbing agents here but are you sure you would like them used? It would be much more memorable for the youth to watch and listen to you using your own strength to carry you through. As you probably have thought it is not supposed to be a painless procedure. It does some nerve damage and it does desensitize you somewhat.” “I will want some more needle work while we are at it and I guess if I am game for a little I could handle the complete treatment. Do you have some of the long needles and maybe some flesh hooks?” Mona thought for a moment and looked like she had an idea. “Would you submit to at least a partial hook suspension? If so how about a partial hook suspension from your breasts and from an anal hook?” “I would like the hooks used from my nipples but not for suspension. I want them weighted and some long deep skewers through the bases of my breasts away from the milk ducts. Also some needles into the area next to my aureole.” “I will need to order some of the supplies and I can have them delivered here in less than an hour.” Ben spoke up and offered his card for the purchases. I wanted some things also. “I want to try a device I saw in one of the sites we saw. It is a cervical plug that can be inserted into my cervix and locked in so I can fill my womb with liquid to feel what it is like to carry a child for a month or so. If it works I may want to get pregnant and seal my cervix to see if I might be able to carry a child to term.” Mona said “The shop she was going to order the supplies from had a couple of the devices and they have been used for the purpose I desired. The med community kind of ignores them, but if a woman stumbles across the application, they support it. Anyone else?” The youth asked if there was anything they could do along the lines of what the mother's had talked about and Mona told them again “Possibly some small needle play with very small gauge needles, but anything that might be permanent for piercing would be out of the question except ear lobes.” They agreed. “How about some of the dildoes?” The girls asked. “I will order an assortment for both the smaller women and their parents. We will also get a floor orifice gauge. They are a set of tapered stools that sit on the floor and a person can mount them and measure their capacity for diameter and depth of penetration.” Ben agreed to the charges. We snacked and watched some selected web sites until the delivery man arrived. I didn't even think of our nudity and answered the door and signed for the 4 boxes before I even thought about it. The boxes were quickly opened and the piercing needles and sharp instruments placed on a freshly cleaned cart on trays. The appliances were on a table with cleaning and sanitizing bowls. The three measuring tools were next to the table. There were over 2 dozen dildoes of various sizes. Many of the smaller sizes disappeared inside the girls as they were running around. There were 3 long hanks of nylon rope in a box, and 2 of cotton rope. There were also several spools of nylon monofiliment fishing line. We guessed and Mona confirmed that this was for the big stitching. There was also some small tubing sections. Mona said we did not need a problem with someone needing to go pee over open wounds if someone had new piercings. They were regular catheters usually used for incontinence and men that had swollen prostates. They would be inserted before the stitches or genital piercings were made. Everything was sealed in sterile plastic envelopes that were resealable. Some of the men had retreated to the garage to add reinforcement to the exposed beam in the kitchen that supported the chandelier. They were adding several hooks and cleaning and moving the small hoist to attach to it. Conversations had covered the need for it for some of the erotic aspect of suspensions. Mary was ready when the men were done. She was excited at the prospects. Mike had offered to keep her company while she healed and to provide nursing for her recovery. The kitchen had been scrubbed high and low beyond what I usually did weekly. It was very easy with nearly 20 people actively scrubbing everything including the ceiling, walls, and floor with disinfectants. A floor lounge was set on the dining table and Mary took her place. Stirrups had been mounted for her feet to rest with her legs spread open for access. Mona carefully cleaned Mary's groin and labia down to and including her anus. She did use some surface numbing agent to help control the pain as the thread slipped through her gaping lips. There would be 6 individual threads and 12 knots with 12 piercings. Mona clamped each side with 6 inch double screw clamps that allowed a straight line reference on each side with a little over a half inch of flesh sticking through. Mona marked where the needles would go through with small red marks. They were barely visible. The catheter was inserted into her urethra and backed off enough so she would not leak until she wished to empty her bladder. She hardly flinched as the first needle went through her right labia was pulled through and then she had the entry into the inside of her left labia. It was not tied yet. One at a time another needle and thread were used until all 6 threads were in place. Mona removed the clamps and only a small trickle of blood seeped out of the tiny wounds. Mary had a small tear in each eye but she had described well her ordeal so far. She had told Mona when by moving only a small distance one way or another where was between nerve endings so she only felt slight tugs on the strings and needles as they went through her tender flesh. Mona asked for some extra small hands to take up the tension on all of the threads at once and evenly. She held onto both ends of the middle one and began pulling them away from the closing lips. The vibrator egg was deep in her now closing vagina and not accessible while she was sewed shut. The knots were tiny and Mary was sewn completely shut. Only her clit hood was visible with her tiny clit exposed just above the catheter sticking out about 2 inches like a tiny cock. “Now the hooks!” Said Mary. Mona asked again “Are you sure?” “Never more sure Mona. So far it has been a total erotic turn on. I would not particularly recommend it to a young person, but I have thought about all of this since I was a teen. I was never able to put all the pieces together until this weekend.” Mary laid flat on the table now and watched her nipples essentially mutilated on the screen of a monitor set up for her to watch. Mona did use some Novocain for this but it only dulled part of what was happening. First she used a hand clamp with a hole in the clamping surface to hold Mary's nipples flat and extended from her breast. She pierced each one with a fat medical piercing needle that was hollow. This was to leave a cut surface and to remove some of her flesh from the holed organ. She used some ointment to rub into the empty hole and help healing by keeping the incision clean. There was some blood but the clamps restricted the flow to a trickle. Mona then took the hooks and slipped them through. They were larger than the opening by nearly twice as much and were also coated with the ointment. Mary felt this and commented that her nipples burned and were a bit scratchy. Mona told her. “It is a nettle based ointment. It will stimulate capillary development in the area and help healing by promoting cellular growth in your remaining nipple tissue. I did not use any on your labia because it will make your lips grow and it will itch like crazy. You will be itchy enough as it is while healing with the plastic threads in place. You don't need it to be sore itchy as well. Mary agreed so far. In a few minutes she turned over and was on her hands and knees letting her breasts hang. She asked for some weights on them. Mona told her to turn back over and she would use a bar between her breasts to separate her breasts and stretch them. Mary laid back down. Mona put the little hoist system in place and hooked the nipple flesh hooks so that it could pull her breasts away from her chest. “It might not be pleasant Mary but it will not do damage like hooking weights to your nipples could have. Your milk ducting and sacs will be lifted from your muscle tissue and filled with movable body tissue without any problem.” In about 5 minutes Mary's breasts were pointed and the nipples were about 9 inches from her chest. Mona let Mary select the particular needles from the tray and asked Mary to make the first entry where she wanted it. The needle was dipped into the ointment for lubrication. Then attached to a syringe body with an ointment/lubricant in it. Mary positioned it and poked it in about a an inch before allowing Mona to guide it through her breast from the right side of the right breast to her gap in her cleavage she gently pressed a tiny bit of the ointment as she went. She then continued and pressed the point into Mary's left breast and continuing a gentle pressure exited her left side. The syringe body was removed and the pointed end capped. “The same thing from the other side!” Said Mary. “It hurt a lot but the feeling was so erotic and exciting I cannot believe it.” Another long needle was selected and attached to the syringe body. Mary started it and pressed as Mona guided it through both breasts like the last one. The point was capped and the syringe body was removed it was nearly empty so it was disposed of. Another syringe body was filled and Mary wanted to have 4 more from the bottom of her breasts to the top. This operation went faster as Mona positioned the needles with minor corrections to avoid nerve endings. All four of the needles were inserted with the one syringe body. Mona asked. “Now would you wish bushings in your nipples or rods for the healing? There was enough flesh taken out that they will never close completely.” “What would you suggest Mona?” “I would suggest bushings as they will hold your shape in a constant arousal position and condition but not be so large as rings or dog bone rods when they are in place.” “Bushings it is!” Mona released the little breast stretching hoist and slipped out the hooks. She slipped in the bushings to give an inner surface to the piercings. They would allow her many options after they healed. “It will be your option to have them stitched up internally or cauterized in the next week if you wish to keep them open. I would suggest stitching them to seal the flesh, otherwise they will have a fair amount of scar tissue inside. It would be like surface cauterizing. They will not be that flexible or strong.” “I will have them stitched when I get an appointment. Meanwhile I just want to play a while to satisfy some long standing fantasies and to share them.” Mary sat up and selecting 2-2 inch needles pressed each directly into her breasts on each side of her aureole. “That is enough for now.” She took the remote control and you could hear the humming in her tummy as it started vibrating. She was grinning as she started seeping her fluids through the stitches. The girls were asking if they could try some of the small needles. Mona had sorted out a bag of 30 gauge needles and swabs for them to try on the grounds that none of them were to go straight into them. “You have little sanitary stops so if you must go into some of your flesh it must be through a pinch and be capped. Do not send any through your budding breasts as they can harm and scar them because they are so small. You can do around your navels and even your labia lips if you are careful and try to miss your nerve endings. You can even do your hoods but avoid sticking them into your clit as it is a bundle of very sensitive nerves. Stick with the very small diameter med needles as they leave a minimal amount of scaring. I would suggest using the plastic gloves and using the nettle ointment. It will provide lubrication and maybe even give some swelling where it is applied and itch a little but it will minimize any long term problems.” The twins were the first to pile on the table and immediately helped each other with cleaning and pinching each other. They tried mirror/mutual acts and it worked when they simultaneously slipped needles through each other's clit hoods and capped them. They then asked 2 of the boys if they could put needles in the boy's ear lobes for fun since they were the first men in their vagina's last night. The boy's ears got their first temporary piercings. They reciprocated by asking if they could do tiny nipple piercings. Mona asked Paul and the other women and they said “Only temporary with the ointment and the fine needles.” The girls got their nipples done by the boys. The rest of the girls did the same with their original partners. Of the 6 women there were half that had previous nipple piercings so the rest of us had ours done. I wanted multiples and I had a removable done on each of mine. The other 2 did the same. The removable piercings were done much like Mary's except it was a smaller medical needle that cut, but did not remove any flesh. If we changed our minds all we needed to do was remove the ring or bar within a week or so and it would heal quickly closed with minimal scaring. We were done with the piercing rituals before lunch and we cleaned the table off and had a quick buffet style lunch with delivered chicken. Nadine received the delivery, Au-natural, and teased the delivery guy a little by giving him a hug and a nice monetary tip after she had invited him inside to put down his load. As we were eating, the youth one at a time removed their temporary needles as they were getting a bit sore from bumping and the needles actually getting in the way. After finishing Mary laid down on the table and asked Mona to remove her breast needles. She was having much the same problem. There was little bleeding but she would be sore for a few days. Visible signs would be gone in about a week. I was anticipating trying the cervical plug. I knew that it might be a little painful getting it into place but I had an idea on how to do it and even make it enjoyable after the fisting session we had. We went into the back yard where the girls had prepared themselves for the morning smoothies. Marking the hose at inch marks with an indelible marker I scaled it to 20 inches. I adjusted the water flow and temperature to a slightly warm but comfortable temperature with a flow the would provide a water barrier when the end of the hose was pressed against flesh and not allow the plastic surface to scrape or actually provide abrasive friction. I squatted on the lawn and eased the hose into my spread vagina. About 6 inches in I felt that I was beginning to press against my cervix. It was comfortable and I could just feel some slight pressure building in my womb as some of the water began to fill me. I kept the pressure up and I felt the flow into me increase as my cervix began to open. I was all ready beginning to convulse with low level orgasms and they were increasing. In about 5 minutes, I guess but it felt like hours, the hose slipped in and the outflow of water kept my cervix from tightening around the hose as it slipped in to between 14 and 15 inches. I was able to flex the hose around a bit and it felt both erotic and comfortable. I removed the hose and screwed the appliance onto the end. It was all ready connected to a small air pump that covered a tiny pressure valve similar to an air valve on a car or bicycle but was plastic. I slipped the appliance into my vagina with the water still flowing the water flowed through a check valve flap so it would flow in but retain the water inside me after the water was shut off. It could be released merely by slipping some tubing through the check valve after the hose was removed. I pushed the appliance inside me with the water gradually providing lubrication and soothing warmth, until it was seated in my cervix. Ben pumped the air into the doughnut that was inside of my womb to provide a retaining seal between my womb and vaginal passage. My belly began to swell. Gradually, I allowed some more inside as the cramping effects of the orgasms subsided and I was beginning to look like a very pregnant woman. I finally was at the point where I don't think I would not be any bigger if I indeed was near term. Betsy reached inside and removed the pump from the valve. I shut off the water and unscrewed the hose. When I weighed myself I had gained a little over 20 pounds. I was so big I could not even see my navel if I bent over while sitting down, let alone my Mons. I also was waddling like a duck as I was not used to carrying that much weight where it was centered. I could feel the presence of the plug but I felt that it's presence could be gotten used to fairly easily as there were not any sharp pains or obvious pressures, as the stretching feelings in my womb I was rapidly getting used to. We went back into the house and gathered in the front room and began reviewing some more of the web sites. Ben had stopped at one where some of the adults inquired about my heritage. It was dealing with some of the things my Grandmother had mentioned and I kind of passed over. I had never seen any of the ceremonies that were depicted. The site was telling about suspensions using hooks in the chests of both men and women as a sacred ceremony performed by some of the tribal settings for becoming medicine men or women. It also mentioned that some other cultures also used similar ceremonies for inclusion into religious hierarchies. It seems that most of the ceremonies died out when the actual tribes had died out from exposure to smallpox and other diseases that the whites had brought with them when they immigrated from Europe. Once or twice a year it was done with single individuals in various parts of the world in different cultures but there was not any real religious following of it but there was a significant erotica following. For social legal reasons it was usually performed in the U.S only on reservation lands because of the religious significance. It was only done by single persons and only about half of those doing the ceremony lived after the ceremony. Most of the women that did the ceremony actually did it because they wished to commit public suicide. There were many kinds of other flesh hook suspensions but they were done in many other locations and they seldom had any real mortality problems to deal with. We looked at several other types of suspensions. They were much more mild including some breast suspensions that looked somewhat painful. These were where a woman was bound and her breasts were tied, usually with rope, and then she was raised from the floor for from 3 minutes to up to a half hour. When she was lowered and released her breasts looked very darkened and sometimes bruised from the ordeal. There were other rope suspensions including some from multiple bindings and some where the majority of the weight was with a woman was suspended from one or more oversized ridged dildoes or anal hooks. End This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. Do not under any circumstances assume that any of the activities undertaken in these stories are to be commonly accepted as legal activities. Dealing with minors, the activities mentioned here cannot be considered as either commonplace, universal, or legal.