COLLEEN ABUSED

BY SCAVENGER

Colleen Davis, 9 years old, looked out the taxicab back seat
window and looked at her new house. Well, not really new. Her
parents and older brother had been killed in a car crash. Her
mother's brother and his family were her only relatives to take
her in – her uncle, her aunt and her cousin which, she knew, was
two years older than she. She had never met them.

The house seemed old, which in fact it was. It looked large to
her, but it wasn't as large as she thought. She opened the door
while the taxi driver got her two suitcases from the trunk.
That's all she was allowed, plus the flip-flops on her feet, the
too small T-shirt and shorts she wore, and her panties. Clothes,
plus two out of the hundred or so stuffed animals she had, was
all she was allowed to carry.

Colleen picked up the two suitcases and began to walk up to the
door. She stopped, her heart beating, her stomach growling due to
lack of breakfast or lunch, and almost turned around and ran back
to the taxi. But as she turned, it drove away.

She now stood in front of the door. She noticed a doorbell to the
right of the door. Tears began running down her cheeks. Would
they be as nice as her folks, or would they be mean and nasty
like Cinderella's stepsisters?

Nervously, Colleen pushed the doorbell. In only moments she
watched as the door opened. In front of her stood her cousin.

"Yes, can I help you?" she asked.

"I . . . I'm Colleen. I'm here to live with you." She noticed
that her cousin was completely naked! Not only that, but she wore
what looked like a dog's collar with a chain attached to a ring
in front. She also noticed steel things in her nipples, and in
her privates. She averted her eyes down, looking at her cousin's
feet.

"What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen a naked girl before?"

"Only myself, in the mirror."

"Well, Colleen, you better get used to it, because you'll be
naked the entire time you are in the house. In fact, I suggest
you strip right now and be done with it, then I can let you in."

Colleen looked up, tears running down her cheeks. "No! I can't!
My mom and dad never saw me naked, except for when I was a baby.
My brother caught me once when I forgot a towel and I had to run
from the bathroom to my room at the other end of the hall. He had
just come out of his room when I opened the door and began
running. I stopped for just a minute, surprised at his being
there, and he grabbed me, putting a hand over my mouth so I
couldn't scream, and wrapping his other arm around my upper body
pinning my arms to my sides. He dragged me into his room and
threw me on his bed face down, then opened up my butt cheeks so
he could see my . . . no, I can't even say it. I know he saw my
privates and my nipples, but then I surprised him with a kick to
his own privates and ran all the way to my bedroom. I was never
so embarrassed in all my life! I can't just undress out here."

"If you don't strip, you don't come in." She bent down to talk to
Colleen on a face-to-face level and whispered, "Listen, little
cousin, you have to do this. If you don't, you'll have to go
someplace else." She reached out and hugged Colleen. Colleen
reluctantly hugged back. "It's for your own good. Believe me.
Now, take off your flip-flops and hand them to me." Colleen
obeyed. "Give me your suitcases." The cousin set those aside.
"Now, your T-shirt." Colleen began to cry as she raised the shirt
above her nipples. As she pulled it off an arm went up to cover
her nipples. "Don't worry. Those nipples, and your privates, will
soon be seen by everyone, so there's really no use hiding them.
Now, take off your shorts and panties."

Colleen cried even harder as this forced her to remove her arm
from hiding her nipples. She pulled off her shorts, then grabbed
her panties as well, then handed them to her Cousin.

"By the way, my name is Alena. Now, let me take your hand." She
helped Colleen into the house, into a little alcove hidden by the
rest of the house by four windowless walls, and only one door on
the opposite side of the entry door, now closed.

But Colleen deferred her hand, and hid behind Alena, her little
pubic area pressing against Alena's upper thigh, her arms wrapped
around her mid-chest, halfway between her nipples and her belly
button.

Alena wrapped her arms around Colleen's arms. They walked into
the dining room where they had all just sat down to eat dinner.
Colleen almost forgot her nudity, needing to eat right away. But
she hadn't been asked to sit down, so she waited. "Mom, dad, this
is Colleen, my cousin and your niece/nephew. Come on, Colleen,
let go now so they can see you."

Colleen obeyed, but threw an arm up against her nipples once
again, her other arm down and cupping her vaginal area to hide it
as well.

"You are allowed to hide yourself for tonight only until you
learn the rules, which aren't very hard. As soon as you finish
dinner Alena will take you upstairs and teach you the rules. You
will also share her bedroom. By the way, my name is Albert. You
may call me Uncle Al. And this is your aunt Mishiba. You may call
her Aunt Mish. OK?" said her uncle.

Colleen merely nodded.

"We usually eat something Asian or food from other countries, but
because this is your first night here, Aunt Mishiba made what I
understand is your favorite meal," and Uncle Al paused.

"You mean, she fixed me pot roast with a few potatoes and onions
with lots of carrots all fixed together?" Colleen asked.

"Yes, little sweetheart, and with brown gravy with mushrooms, and
you can have just about any drink you want, except alcohol."

"I'll just have chocolate milk." Colleen didn't realize what she
was doing, but as she talked she allowed her arms to hang down
her sides, allowing her uncle to see what she tried to hide.

"Come here, Colleen." She walked over to her uncle, and stood
before him. He took her hands in his. "You know, you have a very
beautiful body. Nice nipples and aureoles, slim waist and hips,
what I would call pouting lips, and I don't mean the ones you
kiss with. You little clit is peeking out. And such beautiful
legs and feet. Turn around please." Colleen turned, and he
stopped her with her back to him. She felt his hands on her
bottom, spreading them open. "And a very exquisite butt. But
come, Mishiba sits at my right hand, Alena at my left, and I want
you to sit next to her."

The two girls sat down in their respective seats. Colleen
realized that maybe her uncle wasn't as bad as she thought he
might be. She no longer felt embarrassed to be naked in front of
him, especially with Alena having been naked already. But she
wondered about all the rings on her body. She would have to ask
when Alena talked to her about the rules.

Colleen had never tasted such a wonderful dinner in all her life.
Even her mother didn't fix roast as good as this. She drank two
glasses of chocolate milk, then had her most favorite dessert of
all time – cherry cream pie.

After eating the girls helped clear the table, then Alena took
Colleen and her suitcases up to her room. Alena showed Colleen
her bed, and as Colleen bounced on it with all the thrill of a
child with a new toy, Alena had to hold her down so she could
explain the rules.

"Colleen, I am going to tell you something you must never tell
anyone else. Promise me."

"OK. I promise."

Alena wasn't convinced. "NO, I mean really promise, on pain of
death, it is that important that you listen to me and NEVER tell
anyone else at all."

The words stopped Colleen, her attention now completely focused
on Alena.

"I am not their real daughter."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Those two fuckers stole me from my real mom and dad when I was
two. I have been trying to find them ever since. That is why I am
no longer to go out by myself, and am kept naked. They have my
clothes, and they'll do the same to you. I am not allowed any
access to any computer for that reason either. If I try to
escape, well, I won't be able to. See this collar?"

Colleen got up and took a closer look. She then noticed it was
not leather, but steel, with some prongs sticking into her neck.

"All I have to do is try to walk out and that prick pushes a
button and sends a shock through me that makes me pass out. This
collar is on at all times, except for when I shower or we go out
'as a family'. Huh. Family. Soon, you will have a similar collar.
You will also be trapped here just like I am."

"I don't believe you," Colleen said unconvinced.

"Oh, but there's more. You will suffer through bondage and
torture that your sweet innocent mind can't even comprehend. And
I am supposed to get you ready tonight."

"How will you do that?" Colleen asked, now really afraid.

"Look up," she told Colleen.

Colleen saw many eyehooks in the ceiling, although she had no
idea what they were called or were for.

"I am to tie your hands together, tie your feet together,
blindfold and gag you, then pull you up until you are off the
floor and tie your wrists off, then tie your ankles down to a
heavy weight I put on the floor. Then I am to whip your butt and
use a leather paddle on your nipples, then use a whip on your
little cunt. Then leave you that way for the night. And if I
don't, I will get it even worse."

"No, please Alena, no, don't hurt me!"

"Colleen, I have no choice."

She went to a closet, totally empty of clothes, and pulled out
many ropes, and other things, to use on the virgin body of little
Colleen.

Colleen turned and ran to the door. But it was locked. "Please,
Alena! Please let me out!" she cried as tears ran down her face.
"Sweetheart, I can't. I have to do this to you. We can make it
easy, or we can make it hard. It's up to you." Colleen walked
over to Alena, and fell into her arms. Alena hugged her, ran her
hands across her back in a motherly way.

"Colleen, my sweet little love, I must do it now. Stand back and
put out your arms."

Colleen obeyed, and felt the ropes around her wrists become very
tight. "Now, sit on your bed and give me your feet in my lap."

Again Colleen obeyed, and watched again as Colleen tied her
ankles just as tightly. "Now stand up and hop over here."

Colleen obeyed; she had no other choice. Alena wrapped lots of
rope around Colleen's wrists to give her some bulk so it wouldn't
hurt her wrists so badly. She got up on a stool and put the rope
ends over the eyehook, got down, and put a leather padded
blindfold on Colleen, then a small ball gag which still filled
her mouth where Alena had to force it into her little mouth.
Colleen screamed at having her jaws forced so far wide open. She
began to cry again. Alena lifted Colleen up onto the stool she
had stood on, then pulled on the ropes attached to the little
girl's wrists. Soon Colleen's arms pulled straight up into the
air.

"I am going to pick you up again, sweetheart, but you will be
hanging by your wrists only. I have to tie your ankles beneath
you and pull your body just as hard as I can. So be ready for the
pain you will get."

Soon Colleen hung by her wrists, her legs swinging a little.
Alena took another rope and tied each to Colleen's ankles. She
then pulled then ends of one rope to the leg of her bed and tied
it off, then did the same with the other rope to the leg of a
heavy chair in the opposite direction. Then she pulled extra hard
to stretch Colleen's naked and severely bound body. She tied
Colleen's big toes together with tight twine, turning them a
gradual purple.

"Colleen, something else I have to do to you. I have to put
clothespins onto your little nipples."

Colleen wondered what she meant. Then she screamed and each
nipple was pulled out as far as it could go and the clothespins
allowed to spring down on the tiny nub.

"It is now time for your punishment. I'm really sorry I have to
do this. But it's better you than me."

Alena found the leather paddle, then laid into poor Colleen's
bare bottom as hard as she could. The sounds coming out of her
mouth didn't go very far, in fact they probably couldn't be heard
outside of the bedroom, no matter how loudly Colleen screamed.

Alena continued her onslaught for five minutes, then stopped to
see her little "slave's" bottom bleeding profusely from many
welts, Colleen's bottom covered with welts and burning a bright
red.

"Now, Colleen, I am going to have to whip your little pussy. Here
I go."

Alena whipped Colleen's pussy. Colleen tried to move to miss the
whip, but bound as tightly as she was she couldn't move at all.
More screaming from her little lips with the ball gag silencing
her. Drool ran down from her mouth to drip onto her little chest.
Alena continued for ten minutes on Colleen's pussy. Now, for her
nipples.

Alena reached up and just yanked the clothespins off, without
opening them. Colleen screamed louder than she had so far. Alena
took up the leather strap one more time, and began to swing it
hard against the little nipples, covering both at the same time.
Colleen screamed some more. This time Alena spent fifteen minutes
on the small nubs. At last she stopped.

"Now, for the bottoms of your feet." Here Alena took a riding
crop and began to beat the soles of Colleen's tiny feet. Colleen
was ready to pass out from the pain. But Alena stopped after five
minutes.

"OK, sweetheart, I'm done. But I have to leave you like that all
night long. I'm going back downstairs and tell Al that I did what
he told me to do. He may come up to look at you. I don't know. I
will see you after while, sweetheart."

Colleen hung there in her silence and blindness, crying, burning
from all the parts of her body Alena had abused. She hurt from
the way she had been tied. Her little body had been pulled almost
beyond the snapping point. Her shoulders felt like they were
being pulled out of their sockets. Her hands were going numb. Her
toes felt cold. Her "pussy" burned beyond her ability to accept
pain. Her bottom was on fire. Her nipples hurt. What was going to
happen to her? If these people weren't her aunt and uncle, then
who were they?

What would happen to her now . . ?

******

Colleen hadn't slept all night. The pain became more and more
arduous as the night wore on. Her body felt as if it were being
torn apart. Her wrists and hands were numb, as were her ankles
and feet.

Hands untied her ankles, then her hands. They removed her gag,
and lastly her blindfold. As she tried to stand, she fell to the
floor. Alena picked her up and laid her on her bed.

"It's OK now, sweetheart. You did well," Alena whispered to her.
"But you can't sleep now. You have to get up."

Colleen refused to stand up, but closed her eyes. Alena
forcefully picked her up and held Colleen in front of her. "I
said no, you cannot go to sleep. You have to stand up, and I have
to bind you again. Now stand there, or next time you fall I will
torture you like you've never been tortured before. Understand
me?"

"Yes, Alena," Colleen replied in a half daze. She stood there,
swaying, trying not to fall.

"OK, Colleen, into the hallway. I can better put the next set of
bindings on you out there."

Alena took Colleen's hand and led her out to the hall. "Now, put
your wrists behind your back." Of course, Colleen realized she
had no choice. Alena cuffed her wrists, then locked them
together. "Spread you legs apart." Again, Colleen obeyed. Alena
put a set of cuffs on Colleen's ankles, with an iron bar about a
foot long attached to each cuff. Alena locked these cuffs on
Colleen's ankles. Alena ball gagged her tightly, but left the
blindfold off. However, she added the clothespins back on
Colleen's nipples. "Colleen, I am going to add pins to your labia
and clitoris as well. These are going to hurt like hell. Her they
come." With each pin Colleen let out with a banshee cry. "Now,
you have to walk downstairs to breakfast. They way you do that
is, swing one foot part way forward, then do the same with the
other foot. I will be right here to catch you if you end up
falling. Just take it slow, and you should be all right. I know.
I had to do the same thing, only without anyone t o catch me. And
I fell several times. OK, go."

As tired as she was, Colleen knew she had to concentrate. She
made it to the breakfast table with no incidents. Unfortunately,
Colleen had yet more bondage and torture to suffer through.

Alena unlocked Colleen's ankles from the spreader bar. "Sit,"
ordered Alena. Colleen knew exactly where to sit. "No, with your
arms over the back of the seat," ordered Alena. As she did, Alena
wasted no time.

She quickly added rope to Colleen's cuffed wrists, pulled them
down as far as she could, and tied them off to the bottom rung of
the chair. Colleen yelped at the pain against her armpits. Alena
roped Colleen's upper body to and around the chair, leaving her
nipples pushed out. She pulled Colleen's knees wide apart, and
tried them to each side of the legs. She pulled up her right
ankle, and pulled it back, tying it off to the back rung of the
chair. She repeated the procedure with her left ankle. Because
her arms pulled her bottom up off the chair somewhat, Alena oiled
a large vibrating butt plug and slowly entered the girl's butt
hole until shoved in all the way. Colleen screamed until it
seated itself. Colleen watched as Alena pulled out her right
labia, took some prepared twine with a slipknot, and looped it
around the fattest part of the labia and pulled it taught. Again
Colleen screamed, seemingly unable to take the pain. She pulled
the twine just as tightly as she could, the pulled it up and tied
the twine around her left nipple. She repeated the procedure with
Colleen's left labia and right nipple. Then Alena slowly threaded
a catheter tube into Colleen's urinary tract so if the girl had
to pee, it would be collected in a bag. The butt plug would keep
all the fecal matter inside her bowels. Colleen was crying, and
loudly. But Alena hadn't even got started. She went behind the
chair and tied Colleen's right big toe tightly with twine, yanked
on it and tied it to her left big toe. Now Colleen's toes pulled
toward each other extremely painfully. But she wasn't finished
with Colleen's toes yet. Of the four left untied, Alena tied the
two middle toes tightly. Then, she used a slipknot to put around
the second toe, pulled it inward, and tied it off to her little
toe, pushing the two middle toes up. Next, she tied twine around
the base of the butt plug, and took the ends and tied each one
around the back of each leg so whenever Colleen moved the plug
would move inside her. Next, Alena pushed a pin through her
extended clit. Of course, Colleen screamed again. Pins were added
to her nipples as well. Another long pin was shoved through each
labia below the twine, an on through to the other labia. Next, a
set of contacts was connected to her labia, and another set to
her nipples. Alena got behind Colleen and told her to make fists.
Colleen was so far out if it, Alena had to curl Colleen's hands
into fists herself, then wrapped them in gray duct tape. Then she
wrapped both fists together with that same duct tape. Finally,
Alena blindfolded Colleen.

Alena knew exactly what Colleen was going through, because she
herself had been tied exactly the same way.

"Very good, Alena. You are learning well." It was 'Uncle Al'.

"Now, Colleen. You will remain this way for the rest of the day,
perhaps through the night, and even maybe tomorrow. Right now I
am going to place the collar around your neck, a collar just like
Alena's."

She felt Albert attach the cold metal circle around her neck. Now
Colleen knew she was a slave without a doubt.

But Alena wasn't finished yet. She took some rope and wrapped it
snugly around Colleen's neck, wrapping it around the middle rung
of the back of the chair as she did so. Alena tied it off so as
to just slightly give Colleen the effect of being choked to
death.

"Now, you will be completely ignored all the while you are tied
up."

Colleen didn't know what to do, even though she could do nothing.
Her brain nearly shut down from the ungodly pain.

But then Colleen felt the plug up her rear end begin to vibrate.
Then absolute pure unadulterated shocking pain coursed through
her labia, then her nipples. It's as her the electric shock hit
her labia, then her nipples on a regular basis.

Deep down in her subconscious mind she knew she would be like
this until someone decided to remove everything. On her conscious
level, she couldn't stand all the nerves hitting her mind with
the pulsating pain, perversely pounding pressures nefariously
invading her conscious thoughts.

Colleen's entire body quiver as she cried, as she struggled, as
she felt shock after shock hitting her. She was hungry. She was
thirsty. She had to use the bathroom. She screamed. Duct tape
then covered her mouth. One piece across her lips and ball
starting below her nose. A second piece covering the bottom edge
of the second, covering her mouth down past her chin. A third
piece from right ear to lower left jaw, and another from left ear
to lower right jaw. This definitely cut down on a lot of the
noise.

Colleen let go her bladder, and the colostomy bag filled up a
little. She tried to shit, but couldn't. The butt plug had been
shoved too far up her ass hole that plugged her completely.
Nothing could come out.

Colleen heard a lot of movement.

"Mish, Alena, get dressed. We're going to town. And Mish, make
certain you wear something that covers your collar this time. Or
else." Alena didn't need to be reminded what that 'or else' stood
for.

Colleen heard the door open and close, and the lock turned with
the key. She now sat in that chair, nobody to watch her, nobody
to feed her or give her a drink. Not that she thought they would
even if they were there. She settled down, knowing that no matter
what she did, she could only make the knots tighter. The shocks
continued. The butt plug vibrated. Her toes hurt tremendously.
Her hands were hot. She was choking.

Colleen reminded herself of one last resort. She remembered when
she and her parents and brother would watch programs about
psychics on the Discover channel, and the SciFi channel. She
mentally yelled the word, hoping some psychic detective would
hear her:

H E L P !