THE POKER GAME

BY ROMAN

"Hey Janice!" came a voice from across the classroom. "Yes," I
shouted back. "I'm coming, do you have my note?" she nodded and
then the teacher called the class to order. It was a long and
boring class because it was Friday and I was looking forward to
going to Christy's house for the weekend. In fact there were
generally ten of us who were all going to her house for the
weekend.

Usually we rotated the game. Last week I hosted it. This week it
was Christy's turn. Our poker game was rather unusual. When we
first started to play we were in Kate's barn in the hayloft. Now
we try to go to places where we know our parents won't be.

The bell. Amid the shouts and yells of the rest of my classmates
I managed to get next to the voice. It was Angel. She handed me
my note and said to make sure I got on the right bus as there was
no way that anyone could come and get me if I made a mistake. I
glanced at the note. It gave me permission to ride bus seventeen
after school.

"Angel, where does seventeen stop?" "It is normally right outside
the door next to the gym." she answered and scurried off to her
next class. My next class was gym. I hurried to my locker,
grabbed my book bag, my gym bag and began to rush down the hall.
We had only three minutes between classes and my locker was far
from the gym.

I got to the gym's locker room right when the bell rang. I found
an empty one and began to shed my clothes. As I took off my bra a
pair of hands covered my eyes. "Guess who." I felt her press
against my back. She pulled my head back and I smelled her very
familiar perfume. "Darla." "Yes, how did you know?" "You always
smell so good." "Hurry or we will be late." Darla and I finished
undressing and dressing in our gym clothes. It was the last two
periods of the day so we would not have to change to go home.

We got out on to the gym floor just in time to hear the coach
say, "Line up!" We got into a fairly straight line along the
length of the gym. "We are going to play some basketball. There
will be four teams, two to each of the two courts." I turned to
Darla, "Try and get me on your team. I have a score to settle
with Mandy. I want to be on the opposing team to her." "What you
going to do?" I just glanced at Darla and she nodded.

Earlier that week Mandy had cornered me in the cafeteria. She
managed to dump her tray of food all over me. She said that is
all lesbians are good for. Garbage. I was furious. But I could do
nothing. Now I had my chance. Mandy is a half year below me. She
is, I think, twelve maybe thirteen. I have just turned fourteen.
My friends and I are, its true, lesbians. Mandy did not have do
do what she did just because she didn't like me. Now I was going
to get her back.

Teams were chosen and it turned out the way I wanted it. Play
began. Twice I bumped her and knocked her to the floor. On both
occasions, she just got up and came at me harder. We were getting
really angry with each other and the girls knew it.

"Janice!" I stopped and turned. The coach had seen me try to trip
Mandy. "To the bench. Now!" I stopped and with my head down went
over and sat down on the bench. A moment later Mandy was beside
me. We glared at each other. "Well, Lezzie, you've done it. Now
we will both have detention." Detention! I thought. I would miss
the bus and if I had to take the detention bus I would have to go
to my own home.

"What is the problem with the two of you?" It was the coach.
Mandy I saw you pour your tray of food all over her the other
day, and you Janice, I see your retaliating." He blew the whistle
and told everyone to sit down. Then he pointed to two girls and
ordered them to get the mats from the wall.

Once they were on the floor, he turned to us. "Mandy, Janice, you
will each go to a corner of the mat. On my whistle you will go to
the center of it and begin to fight. No rules. You are going to
settle what's ever between you here and now." Fight! I have never
fought anyone. Mandy turned to me. She looked into my eyes with a
sort of puppy dog look that said, OH OH.

We got up, went to the center of the mat and faced each other. I
decided the best way to take her was to take a swing at her jaw
as soon as the whistle blew. I didn't have to wait long. I hit
her square in the mouth. She sort of shook her head but came
right back at me. Instead of swinging though she got her arms
around me and threw me to the ground. I was a bit stunned but I
grabbed her hair and pulled. She let loose with a scream. I got a
foot right into her gut. She dropped and I jumped on her covering
her body with mine. Then I sat up and pounded her as best I
could. She took my beating for a moment or two and then she
kicked me off balance. She grabbed my shorts and pulled them
down. Then she ripped my tee shirt off. No one stopped us.

I had to win. I had to take this bitch! I waded into her. I
pummeled her as hard as I could. I finally knocked her down. Then
I peeled her shorts and her shirt off her. She got up, I guess
she realized she was semi nude and began to cry. I went to her,
landed one on her face knocking her to the mat once more. She put
her hand up and I stopped. The coach came over. He knelt down,
made sure she was okay and then turned to me, "If I hear or see
you doing anything to provoke anyone again anywhere, you will
have a detention to end all detentions." He pulled Mandy to her
feet, "If I hear or see you doing anything to provoke..." and
told her what he told me. Then he dismissed us all. "You are all
to get showers!" was his last command.

Mandy and I walked slowly to the locker room. Behind us were our
friends. Once we were away from the gym and where coach couldn't
come, we thought, I turned to her. "Had enough?" "From a dyke
like you. HAH!" and she swung at me again. This time I ducked. In
doing so I pulled her panties down exposing her cunt. She began
to swing at me wildly. Again I ducked and stepped between her
legs bringing my knee as hard as I could right into her pathetic
little slit. She screamed and fell to the ground. Coach barreled
through the door and picked us both up by our arms. He shook us
till we were ready to come apart. At least I was.

"I see you two did not learn. I know you have to be on the buses
tonight as there is none for detention. So I am going to let you
go home. But Monday you will both have detention in here with
me." We knew we were in big trouble. Detention with coach usually
involved repeating whatever the offense was for the entire
detention. I was sure Mandy and I would have to fight each other
until the entire period was up Monday.

He left and we embarrassed by his being in the locker room sat
and cried for a time. Finally, I decided the way to stop Mandy
was to really make her pay for this. I invited her to the poker
game.

"Mandy," I said, as gently as I could, "Why don't you join us for
our game tonight. I can get you a note so you can get on the bus
with me." "I would like to, it would be nice, she got up and got
her cell phone. "Yes Mom. I have been invited to spend the night
with some of the girls at Christy's house." She must have gotten
a positive reply because she nodded and said she would come home
sometime Saturday.

"Thank you for inviting me. It was really very kind of you, after
what I did to you." I nodded. While I was showering, Darla came
up to me. We sort of played for a few minutes then she asked me
why I was inviting the worst bitch she could think of to the
game. "If I win I get to do with her as I please." She laughed.
We dried off and dressed. Then we went out the door and got on
the bus. Darla, Angel, I, Mandy, Christy and Cheryl all got on
the seventeen bus and went to Christy's house. Her parents were
going to my house to play poker there and would be gone for most
of the weekend. So it was going to be a long game.

I whispered to Darla that I invited Mandy because I was sure she
wanted friends as well as to be accepted. I added that I was sure
she would lose and would have to do as I said. One of the rules
of our game. We all chatted away and had a good time sitting in
the long bench seat at the back of the bus. At last our stop and
we gave the driver our notes as we got off. He questioned us as
the notes were all written in the same hand. We assured him it
was Christy's mom who wrote all the notes. He accepted them, what
else could he do, and we got off.

We laughed as the bus pulled away leaving us at the lane to
Christy's. We started to walk up and then we laid out the rules
for the game. First rule, bet chips, white, blue, red. The
maximum chip value was fifty cents. Red one. Blue was a dime,
white a nickel. If you had no money you could bet clothes. If you
lost you lost whatever you bet. Once you were nude you could
continue to play if you agreed to do whatever the winner wanted.
Mandy looked at me very strangely. "What kind of game is this?"
she asked with some surprise in her voice. "Its pure sex."
answered Cheryl. "Then I guess I will have to make sure I win."
she added.

We entered the house. It was quiet. There was no one at home.
"That's strange." said Christy as she walked into the kitchen.
"Mom has to be here somewhere. Stay here while I go search the
place." "No, we are coming with you." We walked slowly through
the house but saw and heard nothing. We went upstairs, downstairs
to the cellar and out to the garage. The car was there but no one
appeared to be home. Then we heard a moan coming from the barn.
Christy ran across the yard and opened the door and went in. We
followed her and when she stopped we just walked into her. She
stood in sheer shock for a moment and then just broke down. There
in a pile of hay lay her Mom. Her hands were tied behind her back
and she looked as though she had been roughed up. We untied her,
pulled her to her feet and then we were all talking at once.
Mandy had the presence of mind to call the police.

It took awhile and we all waited in the kitchen until the cops
came. Christy's Mom was too shaken to tell us what happened. When
the police arrived, it was one of her friends and so she told her
story.

"They just came into the house. There were two of them. They took
me out to the barn, tied me up, and dumped me in the hay pile.
They didn't take anything that I know of. They had masks over
their faces and they had gloves on their hands. They said nothing
to me, except to say they could do this anytime they wanted."
Christy held her mother in her arms as she finally broke down and
cried. A few minutes later Christy's father arrived. The police
meanwhile had been looking around the barn and found some tire
tracks, foot prints, and some other things.

Mrs. Green told her husband all that had happened. He looked very
concerned but there was something that was just not quite right.
He told her it was all right, that he was there now, he would get
her a gun so she would have some protection. "No I don't want a
gun." "Neither do I." said Christy. I think I would rather have a
dog. One of the cops said he knew of just the thing. A big bull
mastiff.

We laughed. But Mrs. Green agreed right away. "You may bring him
over at your convenience." "Okay. I will be right back." said the
cop with a big smile. We all looked at Mrs. Green. She had been
scared. Scared shitless, I think, is the appropriate term.

A few minutes later a detective came in. He looked at her
husband. "I think you had better plan on coming with us." "Will I
be back tonight?" "No probably be with us all weekend, you see,
I've a warrant for your arrest." "What's going on?" "No more
questions! Your truck tires are an exact match for the ones at
the barn. In the right place and the right time. Hook him up!
Deputy."

We all watched in horror as Mr. Green was handcuffed and taken
out the door. Then as he was leaving we all knew what he had
done. "Bitch, this ain't over! Your a dead woman! That was only
the beginning!" he said as he was led away.

We all sat down and looked at Mrs. Green and her daughter, our
friend, Christy. "Mom are you okay?" she said with a very
concerned look on her face, her voice cracking. "Yes I'll be
fine. Its not the first time, Christy. You see he has done things
like this before. He has whipped me, beat me, forced me to have
sex with another man, and all sorts of things that your too young
to know about."

Just then Mandy spoke up.

"Mrs. Green, I understand. I too have been abused. I guess that's
why I am the way I am. I don't trust anyone." She turned around
and pulled up her shirt. There right under her bra strap were
several scars. "My dad did that with cigarettes. He put them out
on my back. Turning she pulled her bra up. There were more scars
on her boobs. She pointed to them then went over and hugged Mrs.
Green.

"Its the hardest thing you will ever have to do. You have to tell
the court what he did to you. Its the only way." Then taking her
hand she held it out to Mrs. Green. When Irma took it, she pulled
her close and gave her a hug. "Please, Mandy, can you tell me how
you felt when he finally was stopped." "Its hard Mrs. Green."
"Irma, please dear." "All right. Irma. Its hard for me to say
this but I shot my dad and killed him." We all gasped.

"I can't imagine your pain. What happened?"

"I have never told anyone this. Not even the police. I was 11. I
knew where he kept his pistol. He had threatened to blow me away
many times if I did not do exactly as I was told. One afternoon,
after school, he came in to my room. "I have just one thing to
say to you. Tonight I am taking you to a man. You are to do
exactly as you are told. You will do everything he asks. He paid
good money for you and you are going to deliver." I had no idea
what he was talking about.

After dinner, he put me in the car and drove me to a hotel. We
got out and went into a room. There was a man there. "Your right.
She is cute and she is pretty. Your sure she is virgin?" "Yeah, I
haven't fucked her. She knows what to do. I made sure of that. If
she is good I think I can get you twenty or thirty thousand for
her."

I couldn't believe it. My own father was going to sell me. Not
only that but he was selling me to a man who was making it clear
to me that he wanted me for sex.

"She'll make a good girl for you." I heard my dad say as he went
out the door. I knew if I was to survive this I had to do what I
was told. I did. I stripped, I sucked and I tried to fuck. I just
couldn't get aroused. In the end I wound up with his cock in my
mouth and I bit it. I bit it as hard as I could and I screamed.
He tried to stop me. By that time others had called the cops and
they arrested the guy. Turned out they had been looking for him
for other crimes. My dad took me home.

He tied me to a pole in our basement. He blindfolded me. Then he
cut my clothes off. He put something in my mouth. When I tried to
complain he slapped me. He slapped me so hard he knocked some
teeth loose. Then he lit a cigar. I knew from the smell it was a
cigar. He touched my pubic hairs, then the hair on my head, then
my arm pits, then he put it inside me. At least I think he did.
Then he went upstairs. I managed to push the cigar out of my
pussy. But it still burnt me. It got my labia and almost burned
through. He didn't care. I couldn't scream.

When he came back down some hours later, he untied me, and took
me to the bathroom. He made me do both while he watched. Then he
put me in the shower. He ran only the cold water. When I was
clean to his satisfaction, he turned off the water and walked me
to my room. He threw me on the bed, took off his pants and said
he was going to take my cherry. As he came down on top of me, I
reached under the pillow grabbed the gun and put it against his
head. Then I pulled the trigger. Mom called the cops and said I
killed her husband.

The cops started to take a statement from me. They realized I had
been abused and beaten. When they stood me up and looked at my
back, they almost puked. Someone looked down at my slit. She is
burned there too. I heard a cop say. Right away the arrested Mom
and told her she was charged with felony child abuse. Someone
said they were calling the shooting self defense and I was free
to go.

I ran. I ran fast and that's how I came here. I am no living,
existing, on my own. I have no real place to call home. I get on
and off the school buses at various places. I enrolled myself in
school. No one not even the principal knows I am alone."

Mrs. Green, and all of us, looked hard at Mandy. She must have
realized we weren't ready to believe her. Then she stripped. Once
she was nude she turned around. Her back was a mass of scars, Her
tits were pierced with rings and there was a chain between them.
Her labia were also pierced. In addition they were disfigured.
She pulled them apart and there were holes in them just as she
described. She was hairless there as well. Seeing all this we,
hugged her. Then she turned to me.

"Janice, I know I have been mean to you. I was fighting you
because of your popularity and your good looks. I am sorry. I
hope you have forgiven me."

"I, hadn't Mandy. I think I understand more now." I dropped my
hands and wrapped them around her. I pulled her close. "Mandy," I
whispered in her ear, "If I lose the game and you win you get to
do anything you want with me. I would be your true friend if you
picked me as your slave for the night." I don't know why I said
that. It wasn't what I wanted. What I wanted was to win. What I
wanted was to be able to beat her. To finger her, to humiliate
her. That's what I wanted.

Mrs. Green spoke up. "Girls, what do you do on Fridays when we
are gone and doing our thing?" We looked at her. Christy said,
"We play poker. First for money, then for clothing, then for each
other." Mrs. Green got a twinkle in her eye. "Since I was
supposed to go out with Mr. Green, and he is somewhere else, do
you think I could join you for your game. It sounds divine." We
looked at each other. Not only were we surprised but I think we
were all a bit stunned. Mandy was the first to say she could.
Then we all agreed.

We told Mandy to put on her clothes. We went downstairs to the
game room and got out the chips and the cards. We agreed on a
game and then we began. Ante was set at a quarter, bets were
limited to ten cents and raises to fifteen cents. Most of us had
two or three dollars in change. Mandy had nothing so I lent her a
dollar and a half.

Mrs. Green spoke up, "I think we should all limit ourselves to a
dollar and a half. That way the playing field is equal. Further I
think we should consider raises to be only a nickel. That way we
can keep the game going awhile."

We all agreed. The game started. Everyone anted up. Then the hand
was dealt. Mandy's face lit up. We were sure she had a great
hand. No one even bet against her. She took the first pot. It
went that way for a few minutes. Then we all figured out that was
her poker face so to speak. Next hand, Mrs. Green dealt.

"Let's make this interesting. Instead of betting money, we bet
our clothes." We all looked at her. "What you think because I am
married I don't play or like to look at little girls." Our jaws
must have been on the floor.

"One moment," said Darla. "If we are going to do this, I think I
should get our bags from upstairs." We all agreed. In a moment
she returned with the bags. "Each of these bags has certain items
in them. The winner can make the loser do anything she wants
including using any item in the bag. With one exception. There is
a paddle in one of them. No one is to ask or order Mandy to take
a spanking." We looked at Mandy. "Thank you." Then she added, "I
am not an invalid here. I can take a spanking. I can take
anything from you girls or Mrs. Green. I just can't take being
locked in an enclosed space. Please whatever you ask don't lock
me or blindfold me. I am terrified of small spaces and
blindfolds."

Mrs. Green spoke up. "Do we all agree?" "Yes we replied.

The game started. We all had the same number of pieces on. Two
shoes, two socks, one short, one panty, one shirt one bra.

Mrs. Green demanded to be the dealer.

We all agreed and the game started. Christy lost first. She took
off a shoe. I lost and did the same. Darla too followed and lost
a shoe. At last, Kate was the first to be completely nude. Mrs.
Green told her to go to the first bag and get out the first thing
her hand touched. She was not to look in the bag. She did and
brought out a small anal plug.

"Mandy," began Mrs. Green, "Would you please make Kate bend over
and then insert that plug where it belongs. You will find some
grease in the bathroom. Make sure she is properly prepared."
Mandy went to the bathroom and brought back some petroleum jelly.
She put some on her fingers and then greased the plug.

"That's right, dear. Now its properly greased. You can shove it
into Kate. Kate bend over." Kate did and spread her cheeks. Mandy
shoved a finger into her anus and then when she pulled it out she
pushed in the plug. "Opmphhh!" grunted Kate.

"Kate you will keep that inside until you win." Then you can pass
it on to whomever you desire." said Mrs. Green.

I thought this game could get really interesting. This was like
no game we had played before. We all did things but they didn't
accumulate. In this case one girl could end up with all kinds of
things being done to her. Oh Wow!

The next hand saw Kate win. She turned to me and said, "I want
Janice to have this in her butt." I turned purple. I was still in
my panties though I had lost my other pieces over the course of
the game.

Mrs. Green spoke up. "Janice you may keep your panties. But you
are going to have to take the plug from Kate." I sighed and let
Kate pull my panties aside revealing my pink hole to all in the
room.

She made Kate wash the plug and sterilize it with some alcohol.
Then she told her to put some grease on it and to grease me up.
Kate got some jelly and put her finger in me. God it felt so
good. I got wet and gooy when she fingered me. I wanted her
inside both holes. I begged her to fuck me.

"Kate, fuck me. Finger my ass. Fuck my pussy. Please FUCK ME!"
But it did no good. Kate withdrew her finger and rammed the plug
into me and replaced my panties.

The game resumed. I got wetter and wetter. I turned to Mandy.

"Please Mandy, Please fuck me. Make me cum." But Mandy stayed
stone faced and played the game.

Unable to concentrate I naturally lost again. This time I was
nude. Mandy turned to me. "Janice, I know you lost. Its not for
me to say what you are going to do. I want you to know your
gorgeous and I would like nothing more than to eat you alive.

Mrs. Green piped up, "You may all stop here and watch these two
or Kate as you won, you may make Janice do anything you want her
to."

"Janice, go to the green bag, don't look in it, just get
something out of it. When you have shown it to us, I will do with
it what is appropriate."

Now this was going to be a problem. The green bag was Darla's.
Darla was the kinky one of us. She had done, anal, oral, bdsm,
and many other things. I knew her bag had whips, paddles,
handcuffs, and many other things in it.

"Do I have to?" "Yes, you do." said Kate. I went over to the bag,
reached in and got something. It was round. A good sign I
thought. I pulled it out. It was a riding crop. It was long,
thin, and supple. I knew I was going to get a good hard whipping
now. Further I was sure the butt plug would torment me as well.

"Mandy, since, Janice whipped you at school today, wouldn't you
like to get back at her?"

Oh God. Mandy will beat the tar out of me. She and I have
detention Monday. She wanted revenge now she was getting the
opportunity and I could do nothing about it.

"Yes!" exclaimed Mandy. She grabbed the crop from me and said,
"Get on the sofa and bend over the back of it. Stick your ass
out, way out."

Mrs. Green made sure I was positioned correctly. "Mandy," she
said, "You may not bring any blood. Other than that, she is all
yours."

Mandy swung the crop two or three times. I heard the swishing and
clinched my ass. I closed my eyes waiting for the sting. It
didn't come. I relaxed. I folded into the sofa. The crop landed
right square and wow! It smarted. Before I could think about it,
she swung again. I was told to count. I counted to fifteen, then
twenty, then thirty. My ass was on fire. I was sure I was cut
open. I was sure I was bleeding. I was also wet, horny and
waiting for a cum. It would be a while before I would get
satisfaction though. Mandy stopped and the game resumed.

Mrs. Green won the next hand. I was so horny that I wasn't paying
any attention and I lost again.

"Janice, come here. Put your face right here. Now make me cum!" I
began to eat her out. I licked and sucked and tongued her as best
I could. I wanted her. I wanted to taste her. I sucked and
nibbled her clit. Finally, she came. It was a hard cum. She shook
all over and her juices covered my face.

Again the game resumed. Again I lost. This time Darla won.

"Janice go to the red bag. Reach in and grab something." Again I
went over, opened the bag and grabbed something. This time it was
a razor. I groaned. I knew what Darla liked. She liked bare pussy
and ass. I was going to be laid out and shaved while the girls
watched.

"Janice, on your back on the floor, legs spread, wider, wider.
Good. Now hold still." She grabbed the razor from me and began to
use it. Mandy spoke up. "Dry shaving is not the best thing to do.
Why don't you use some shaving cream?" "She didn't when she
shaved me." said, Angel.

I moaned a bit and Darla continued. When she had my pussy bare,
she rolled me over, spread my ass cheeks and shaved off all the
hair there. Now I was totally bald.

"That is the hottest thing I have ever seen a girl do." said
Irma.

"I think I need someone to suck me and eat me again. Mandy got up
and went over to her. She lay down and let Mrs. Green squat on
top of her. She licked her and ate her to orgasm. When she came
up she was covered with pussy juice. She came to me.

"Lick it off girl. Wash my face!" I did as I was told. Now I was
getting wet again. The game resumed.

Again I lost. Again I had to go to a bag. I brought out a big
thick dildo. It was jambed up my pussy. Now there was no way I
was going to be able to recover.

Here I am with my body full of sex toys and nothing I can do to
change it or take advantage of it.

Another hand. I am squirming and carrying on in my chair. I had
Mandy put down a towel so I wouldn't get my pussy juice on the
newly covered chair.

Irma was dealing and in between cards she was playing with my
titties and my nipples. Mandy on the other side of me was playing
with my clit. I was getting hotter and hotter.

The hand ended again I lost.

"Mandy, dear, our victim is having a hot flash. Why don't you go
into my bedroom and bring back the box under the bed." Mandy left
in a flash. In seconds she was back with the box.

"Janice reach in and bring out whatever you touch." I did. I
brought out a pair of handcuffs." Mrs. Green put my hands behind
my back and fastened the cuffs. Then she began to really massage
my tits. The others began to play with me, also. In moments I was
a quivering mass of jelly begging to be allowed to cum. Finally,
as Christy was rubbing my clit I came. It was one of those earth
shattering ones. I shook so hard that I pissed myself. Thank god
for the towel.

The girls laughed. Mandy cleaned me up and the game began. Not a
poker game. This time. I game with me being it. I had to do
exactly as I was told. I was prodded, fingered, eaten, and I ate
too, and then we all broke into a daisy chain. Even Mrs. Green
joined in.

She ate me, while I ate Mandy, who in turn ate Darla, who ate
Kate, who ate Christy. When we all had a good cum she turned to
me.

"Janice, you must do exactly as you are told for the rest of the
night. You will not have the use of your hands, you will not be
able to do anything without asking. You will not even go to the
bathroom alone. Now we are all going to shower. You are going to
shower last and Darla will get to wash you. Mandy will dry you
and I will then put you to bed."

Oh, Oh. This was not going to be good at all. The girls all went
into the bathroom and washed. Then they came and got me. I was
escorted in and then bent over. The toys were removed. I was put
into the shower. Darla washed me. Then she turned on the cold
water. When I was clean, by her determination, I was taken out
and towel dried. My hair was dried, and I was taken to Christy's
bedroom. There was my place made up for me on the floor. I was
given, no made to put on a collar. Then Christy fastened a lead
to it and tied the lead to the bed post. Since I was still
cuffed, this was more humiliation. I lay down.

"No you don't. You have to kneel. You will not get to sleep
tonight she said as she put her pussy in my face. We get to do
anything we want with you. You agreed." I nodded.

She grabbed my hair and pulled my face to her pussy. I had to
lick her and eat her till she came. She and Mandy then went to
bed.

Irma looked carefully at Mandy's back. "I believe I know how to
make some of those scars disappear." Mandy looked up at her. "I
will do anything if only they would." Mandy said.

Irma went somewhere and came back with a tool I had never seen
before. "This is a tattoo pencil. I used to do tattooing and I
think I can erase many of those scars for you." Mandy reached up
and kissed her. It was a hard deep kiss. In turn I saw Irma's
hands gently enter Mandy's sex. In seconds she was fingering her.
She quickly brought her to an orgasm. Then she began again.

"Mandy, dear, please lie on your tummy and hold very still. I am
going to try to find the least scared first and see if I can
erase it. Then if that works I will go on to the others. If you
can't hold still, I am sure the others will be happy to hold you
down."

"Don't worry, Irma. I will stay very still." Mandy replied. She
lay on her tummy and put her hands under her head. Then she stuck
a finger in her mouth.

Mrs. Green plugged in her pencil and turned it on. She started to
have a go at one of the scars. It must have hurt because I saw
Mandy bite down on her finger. Apparently Irma did too.

"I think we need something else. Christy get my bit out of my
box." she commanded her daughter. "Bite on this. It won't hurt
you." She put the thing in Mandy's mouth and went back to work.
In a few minutes she stopped.

"Go look in the mirror." Mandy went and looked. One of the scars
was gone. She went back to Irma and kissed her again. This time
her hands went into Irma's pussy. In seconds she came. Her pussy
dripped juice all over Mandy's wrist. Mandy simply licked it up
and said, "UMMMM GOOD."

She lay back down on the bed. We all watched as Irma ran that
pencil all over Mandy's back. It was sometime before she was
finished. When she did stop, Mandy got up and looked in the
mirror. The scars were almost all invisible.

She was very pleased. "Thank you. Thank you!" she said excitedly.
"I can't believe they are so invisible now."

"Time will tell." said Irma. Now we can all go in the living
room, or we can get some sleep. That is all but Janice. Janice
will be available to anyone for the rest of the night.

"Mandy you are going to stay with me in my room." "No please. I
would really like to have Janice with me for the night.

"Are you sure?" said Irma. "Yes I am sure. I want that bitch to
eat me, and make me cum all night. Everyone else has a partner.
Please Irma! Can't I have Janice?"

"Girls what do you all want? What's your pleasure. My friends
agreed that Mandy could have me for the night, they also agreed I
was not to be untied or allowed to cum. I could however, be on a
bed and in a room instead of chained to the bed and on the floor
kneeling.

Mandy took me by my leash to the room that was designated hers.
Once inside she grabbed me and hugged me.

"Your the very best friend a girl could have. You care about me
when no one else does. Janice I don't want to fight you, to be
anything except your lover. Tonight you will do as I say. I will
make sure you cum but not too hard. We don't want anyone knowing
that you did."

I was grateful for that. I knew Mandy would be insufferable now.
She would be my lover, protector, and my very demanding domme.
Here I am just thirteen and I have an eleven year old mistress.
How humiliating.

Mandy hugged me and took out the plug and the dildo. She began by
caressing me. Then she fingered me and I did the same to her. We
went all night. By the time morning came we had cum several times
but neither of us had any sleep.

***

Saturday

Mandy got me up. She put the handcuffs back on and the plug in
and the dildo in me. Then she tied me to the bottom of the bed
forcing me to kneel.

Christy awoke first. She came into the room and saw me kneeling
with my head in my hands. "Are you ready for a new day?" she
asked, knowing that my ordeal had just begun. She was sure, I
suppose her mother would find new and interesting things for me
to do. After she got up, the others were quick to rise. It was
only sunrise. Irma got Mandy up. She started by telling all of us
that the three losers from the poker game were going to be
trained to be pony girls.

"Janice, Mandy, and Christy. You are the three who lost the most.
Today you are all going to learn to be pony girls. Darla, I, Kate
and Angel are going to be the trainers. Now we are going to have
breakfast. Mandy you will feed our slave."

This was new. What was going to happen, Irma."

"All right, Irma what do you mean, slave." said Christy.

"Just that dear. You are slaves for the day. You lost the game,
did you not?"

"Yes," I said hesitantly.

"Well then today you are a slave. You will do as you are told by
anyone of us. Mandy is going to feed you breakfast and keep you
on your leash. You will respond to all commands. Understood!" we
nodded.

We all went into the kitchen. Pretty soon there was the smell of
coffee, bacon, eggs, and other goodies wafting through the room.
Then when all was ready we sat down at the table to eat.

"You three slaves have to kneel and wait for the others to feed
you. Mandy you and Janice come to me. Janice behind Mandy. Mandy,
I will give you morsels that you can feed Janice. You need to
make sure she doesn't choke. That's right, dear. Good."

Mandy fed me till I was full. Since I was not allowed to speak, I
simply turned my head when I wanted something else. At last we
all finished. Mandy I and Christy were left to clean the kitchen.
When we finished we were taken outside sans clothing.

The Greens live in the country so there was no fear that anyone
else would see us.

"Janice, Mandy and Christy to your places." We looked at Irma.
"Your places are in front of us. Head up, chest out, hands behind
your backs. Janice has it right. You two in line!" she commanded.

Mandy and Christy stood up and fell in beside me. In a moment
they too were cuffed. Then Irma brought out some chains, hooks,
presses, and bits.

"Put these around their hips, girls. Like this."

She put a chain around me and snugged it. It went right around my
hips just above my butt and not too far above my mons. Then she
took a hook and greased it up. The blunt end she stuck in my ass.

The others following her lead did the same to Mandy and Christy.
Next she went to Christy and put a press on her chest. It
compressed her tits and made them look flat. But the nipples
really stuck out. To the nipples she fastened a clip. One for
each. To the clip she fastened a chain. She let it dangle. Then
she went to each of us in turn making sure the girls had done the
presses and the clamps properly.

Then returning to me she got another chain and fastened it to
each of the chains dangling from my breasts. Then she took that
long chain which now formed a Y and put it right through my labia
effectively splitting my pussy in the middle. She made sure the
chain rubbed against my clit.

She then checked the others to make sure they were done in
exactly the same way. When she was satisfied that they were she
took Mandy and turned her around.

"The chain is go between the cheeks like this. Make sure its
taught, it has to come across the clit between the labia, through
the crotch and between the cheeks. It is then fastened to the
chain going around the hips. Like so."

I looked at my friends. We were all trussed the same way.

"Two more things to go." said Irma as she got out three tails and
three bits. She placed the bits in our mouths. Then she fastened
reins to them. Next she put a tail in Mandy and Christy's ass. Of
course, I had a hook in mine so she couldn't add a tail.

"Now ponies," she said as she finished with the tails.

I interrupted her. "Mrs. Green, this hook is really hurting me.
Please take it out."

"Darling, stand up straight. That's better. See when you are
standing tall then the hook doesn't hurt does it?"

I had to agree. As long as I was not bent over there was no pain.
Just a feeling of being full. I found out rather quickly if I
bent the other way then my twat started to hurt as well. As long
as I stood straight and tall with shoulders back I was a little
uncomfortable but not in pain. I noticed the other girls were
standing the same way.

"Now ponies, I expect you to pull the wagons, as you see them.
You will take a turn around the ring, then you will find your
driver and you will take two turns around the ring with her in
the wagon holding the reins. Drivers I expect you to treat your
ponies with respect, they are after all your friends. I hope you
bear that in mind. Disobedience will not be tolerated and you may
use a whip or crop as you see fit. Ponies get to your wagons.

We sauntered over to the wagons and were hitched: each to a
wagon. Then Irma took the reins and made us walk in a circle
around her. Once we had done that, we stopped and got our
drivers. By now we were all drooling and drawing flies. Since our
hands were tied, all we could do was stamp our feet and shake our
heads. I prayed for rain to stop this game but it was a nice
bright sunny day. So here we were the three ponies getting fly
bites and being annoyed by other pests and having to pull wagons
full of dressed girls in a circle.

We all must have done well though. Once around the field. Then
Irma announced the race. Christy your driver is Angel. Mandy your
driver is Darla. Janice your driver is Kate. She lined us up and
said, "Once around the entire field. Drivers have their reins and
their whips. Ponies are to step high and look like ponies. If you
do not or if you fail to hurry you will feel the whip. Drivers if
you feel your pony is not doing her best you may remind her.
Winners will get to torment losers for the rest of the day.
Ready! Set! Go!

We started out stepping smartly, knees to our chests almost. Then
as we got into the race, we began to go faster and forget
posture. When we did, the hooks or the chains reminded us to stay
tall and high step. Kate kept up the pressure by flicking me with
the whip almost incessantly. Mandy was first, Christy was second
and I lost. Irma took off the bridles and bits, took off the
harness, and let us go in the house.

"Janice, you will keep the chains and the hooks in place." "Yes,
Irma." I said and wearily returned to her home. Once inside I
begged my friends to take the hooks out of me. They all said I
had to wait for Irma.

"Janice, what did you call me?" shouted Irma from the backyard.
"Mrs. Green."

"Janice, you know better. Its Irma, REMEMBER!" she placed
emphasis on the remember.

"Girls, bring Janice to me. I want her running, understand."

Apparently, one girl did. I didn't see who it was but she chased
me out the door and all the way across the yard hitting my ass
with a crop or a small whip every time I tried to slow down. Its
hard running when you have a hook in one hole and a chain
attached to that and then another chain in your pussy and that
one attached to your nipples.

Anyway I got there, out of breath, and stood at attention waiting
for Mrs. Green, errr I mean Irma to turn me around, take the hook
out and then tie me to a fence.

Now I was really miserable. I was nude, tied to a fence post,
spread for all to see, and unable to scratch any itches. She
ordered Kate to go get water for me. Kate brought me a bottle and
made sure I got to drink as much as I wanted. Then she poured the
rest over me. Some relief at last.

Irma took the press off my breasts, ouch! And I felt more natural
after that. Sometime later I was released and I and Darla
returned to the house.

"Janice, since you lost the race you are our slave for the rest
of the day. There will be other things to do to determine who
will join you. Girls, any of you may order Janice to do anything
you want as long as its reasonable and leaves no lasting scars.
Janice may not refuse. If she does, do not take matters into your
own hands. Come tell me and I will correct her. Janice if you
have to be corrected it will be very hard on you. Understand?"

"Yes." I said and resigned myself to more torment and
humiliation.

Oh! GOD! I would have to fulfill this if I wanted to keep the
friendship with these girls. I guessed it wouldn't be too bad. I
nodded in agreement and waited in the pantry for any commands
coming my way. I didn't have to wait long.

"Janice, come here!" I recognized the voice. I went immediately.
"Get down on your knees and put your tongue where it will do the
most good." I did as I was told and soon I was eating a very
shaved pussy. It belonged to my dear friend Kate. She soon came
and passed me off to Darla and then to Irma and then to Mandy.

Mandy's pussy was very hard to get into. Her scaring had left the
labia a bit hard and unmoving. She was tight, extra tight not in
her love passage but getting to it. When I did get my tongue in
her she climaxed right away. Then she grabbed my hair, pulled me
into her again, and begged for another. I gave that to her
willingly.

Irma got a toy for me. "Insert it in her passage and while you
are eating her clit, push it in and out. For added effect turn it
on." she said.

I did and sent Mandy into the throes of ecstasy. When she came
down she collapsed on the sofa and went right to sleep. Her
finger got buried in her twat as she slept.

"Your very good." said Kate as she ordered me to eat her. Then
the others lined up one behind the other waiting for me to eat
them as well. I got more pussy that afternoon than I had all
weekend. I was in heaven. I was able to eat all of the girls and
Irma and then after they all came, I wanted someone to do me but
alas there was no one. I went back into the pantry and sat down
feeling a bit sad until I realized someone else would soon be in
my place.

Late afternoon. I was called to the bathroom to bathe the girls.
I had to wash them, dry them and gently make sure they were
pristine. After that we ate and then the game began.

Just before we were to begin Irma took a call. It was Angel's
mom. She was coming to get Angel and Darla. We quickly dressed
and were waiting for her when she came to the door. Angel and
Darla said good bye and left.

Now since the entire table was not there, we all decided not to
play poker but to play another game. Irma brought out twister.

"I have improved upon the game some. You will see in addition to
the usual colored dots on the spinner there are other actions one
must do."

We looked and laughed. If legs were spread or there was an
opening to a pussy something was to be put in it. It depended on
what was closest.

Mandy, I, Irma, and the others began to play. But someone noticed
that it was getting late and I too knew that Mom would soon be
here to pick me up. We dressed and waited in a few moments Mom
arrived and took me and Kate home. Mandy was going to be staying
with Christy as far as I knew.

***

Redemption

Monday a new school week. A day of detention. I and Mandy were
supposed to serve detention with Coach. I was sure Mandy would
take me for revenge.

We were at lunch. Mandy was sitting next to me.

"Your my friend, Janice. I have no intention of fighting you this
afternoon. I know coach is going to try to make us fight and
really beat on each other but I don't want to."

"I know, Mandy. I believe you. I think the only way we can stop
him is to make a believer out of him." "How do you propose to do
that?"

"I think, we should simply take our books and homework and do
them in the gym. He will get mad and begin to yell. When he does,
we can get him madder by asking him if he likes lezzies and then
when he is red faced, you know how he gets, we can scream for
assistance. I don't think he will bother us again if we can get
this to work."

We laughed and went to our classes. After school we went to the
gym for detention. Coach was not there but we sat in the
bleachers doing our homework. He came in several minutes later.
"You two are to go get into your gym clothes." he ordered.

We explained we didn't bring gym clothes today as it wasn't on
the schedule. Besides, we told him, we were now friends and we
had no intention of fighting each other. Then Mandy added we
really liked each other. He understood that and began to bellow.
Something about Lezzies in his gym and how he did not approve. He
got redder and redder.

His face was so red we really got scared. We called and called
for help. Mandy ran out the door and down the hall and found a
teacher. He came back with her. It was a good thing because coach
had collapsed on the floor.

More people came, an ambulance and paramedics too. They took
coach away. It was the last anyone saw of him.

We shook hands, smiled to each other and got on the bus to go
home. Several boys were on it and word had gotten around Coach
was sick.

"How did you do it? How did you get the Som' Bitch to fold up. We
have been trying for years to get him to go away!" they said.

"We just know how. Women's intuition." We all laughed together.
When the bus stopped at my stop Mandy asked me to go to Irma's
with her. I called Mom she gave permission and I went on with
Mandy to the Green's.

Christy was there to meet us. We all went in the house together.
She asked what happened and we told her. She too roared with
laughter. "Good one!" she said with glee. "We will never have
that bastard for class again."

Christy leaned into me and kissed me deeply. It was long deep
kiss her tongue and mine danced and played together. Her hands
began to fly over my body. She found my tits and began to rub
them. Feeling me up. Mandy too began to touch me. I bucked some
and spread my legs and lay down on Christy's bed. They undid my
blouse, took off my, lets face it the stripped me. Then they
played and ate me. Oh God! It was good. Mandy had her tongue in
me, her fingers and whatever else.

"Look out! She squirts!" said Christy as I humped up and began to
cum. Mandy got out of the way just in time. I lost it. I lost
control and came. I squirted a stream that went across the bed.
It went on the floor, on the wall." When I came down I collapsed
and went to sleep.

I awoke to find Mandy and Christy cleaning me up and dressing me.
I finished dressing. "Your mom's downstairs. We told her you were
sleeping. Man! Janice you cum hard!"

With that I went downstairs said hi to mom and we took our leave
and went home. Tomorrow would be another day.