SARA

BY XTREME INK

"Well?" asked Vicky of the panting girl. "School got out 45
minutes ago and you should have been home 15 minutes ago. What's
your excuse?"

The panting thirteen year old looked up at her sixteen year old
sister. Sara was a mess - sweat dripping off her nose and coating
her body. The smell of her sweat was strong because unlike her
sister, who was in charge of her when their mother was away, Sara
was only allowed to shower when Vicky said she could. Currently,
this would be the third day in a row that Vicky hadn't let her
shower.

Sara was trying to catch her breath, bent over with her hands on
her knees, having run all the way home from school. She was
wearing a very short skirt which showed off her long, lean legs,
and a t-shirt with a sports bra under it. She didn't need a bra
-- her A-cup tits were very firm -- but her sister had made her
wear it for other reasons. Sara had run the whole way home in
bare feet with shoes tied together and hung around her neck. Her
school pack was very heavy, but she had not been given permission
to remove it so on it stayed, despite how tired she was.

"I'm sorry, Mistress, I was talking to some of my friends." In
point of fact, Sara had known very well that she was going to be
late. She'd planned it that way and Vicky suspected as much. They
were both anticipating a very entertaining evening. Their mother
would be away for another week and Vicky had little Sara all to
her self.

Sara was a beauty, thought Vicky. She couldn't wait to get her
hands, and other things, on that slim little body. Vicky herself
was 5'6" with dark hair and eyes and a nice athletic build. Wide
shoulders, a narrow waist and her thin, flat belly made her C cup
breasts stand out very nicely. Sara, her younger sister, was only
five foot two inches tall, but had very long legs for her height.
Like Vicky, she was very slim but much with smaller breasts. When
Sara was 10, shortly after she'd started begging to be her slave,
Vicky had started to subject her sister's small nipples and small
clit to vacuum treatments. Several times a week, when their
mother was home, and daily when she wasn't, she would suck the
girl's small nipples and clit into plastic tubes, pumping until
she squirmed from the pain, then leave them that way for anywhere
from 10 minutes to a half hour. It was very painful, but over
time, Sara had developed large nipples and a clit that was quite
thick and stood out almost a half inch when aroused. It had also
made them very sensitive.

Yes, Vicky thought, Sara was well suited to be a sex slave. The
totally submissive girl would do anything for her.

"I see," said Vicky. "Well, I think that your actions deserve a
set of fifteen, don't you?"

"Yes mistress," panted the little teen.

Her feet hurt from running home, despite the fact that she was
used to going barefoot. The high heeled sandals her sister had
chosen for her to wear were too tall for running. Not to mention
the backpack, which weighed over twenty pounds before including
her books and other school things. Her sister had put two ten
pound weights in the pockets of it and made Sara leave them
there. If nothing else, the girl got a good workout on her way to
and from school. But that was only part of the game that they
played today. Since their mother wouldn't be home for another
week, and today was Friday, Sara knew that she and Vicky would
really be playing hard. Certainly they had started off hard.
When she woke up this morning, before her sister, of course, Sara
had crawled between her sister's thighs. A very messy pussy
confronted her since she had eaten Vicky to several orgasms the
night before and Vicky had made a point of not wiping her cunt
after pissing several times during the night. Plus, both girls
had sweat a lot during the night because of the heat. Normally,
Vicky was quite clean, but not this morning. Since her hands were
cuffed behind her with leather cuffs, Sara could use only her
tongue to separate the sticky cunt lips and she slowly started
licking her Mistress' pussy, the heady scent filling her nose. It
wasn't long before Vicky was awake and pressing her hands to the
back of Sara's head while the younger girl sucked and swallowed
the whitish cream oozing from the cunt in her mouth. Finally,
before Vicky started to climax, she rolled over putting Sara's
mouth under her cunt. Then she sealed her pussy to it, and slowly
started to urinate.

Sara swallowed the dark-yellow, bitter flow, as her sister ground
her sweaty cunt onto her face. Vicky, meanwhile was harshly
twisting and tweaking Sara's long hard nipples. After emptying
her bladder, Vicky rode her sister's face until she came. She got
off the younger girl and began to examine between Sara's legs.
Sara, of course, kept her legs open with no prompting. The
thirteen year old's cunt was red and matted with old cum. This
would be her third day with no shower. White lube was oozing from
the open lips and Vicky leaned down and inhaled deeply, loving
the sweaty, musky smell from her sister's crotch. She loved the
strong smell and taste that her sister got when she wasn't
allowed to shower. Tonight, Vicky knew, she would give in to her
temptations to lick her clean, but not this morning. She would
wait because tonight she had a surprise for Sara. Vicky teased
the thick clit from its sheath, rubbing the creamy scum that
surrounded the organ over it to make it swell. When it was
swollen enough and her sister was panting with need, Vicky
attached a small cup to the sensitive organ and pumped it up
until Sara was begging her to stop. The clit was now sucked out
to three quarters of an inch into it (Vicky had placed marks
every quarter inch on all the cups), and was an angry red. Next,
she placed a cup on each of her sister's nipples, sucking them
deeply inside, and after securing her to the bed spread eagle,
left her there, her tummy full of piss, her clit and nipples
burning from the harsh vacuum. Sara's legs were spread almost in
a split, and she lay there waiting for her sister to finish in
the shower.

When Vicky finished, she walked back into the room to admire
Sara. The girl lay there suffering, a thin sheen of sweat
covering her body. Vicky especially liked the shine on her
completely bald cunt, and the sweat leaving trails through the
thin, dark hair under her arms. When Sara had started to grow
pubic hair, Vicky had gotten hold of a pair of electric tweezers
from her mother. Her mother didn't use them anymore because,
although they worked, the effect was painful and permanent. Every
night, Vicky used the tweezers on Sara's mons and vaginal lips,
painfully removing any hair that she found while sitting on the
girl's face to stifle her screams. Usually, she'd whip her sister
between her legs to sensitize the area first, thus making the
whole process more painful. Sara usually came from that -- if she
was given permission. To further increase her humiliation, Vicky
forbade Sara from shaving her underarms and kept her from using
deodorant. She knew the other girls teased Sara about having
hairy armpits and that Sara got off on the humiliation. Vicky
knew this had happened today, in fact. One of the girls in the
locker room told Sara she smelled like a whore and asked why she
hadn't showered after gym class. Sara's sticky pussy slime had
completely soaked through her panties at that point and her
unwashed, excited cunt was easily smelled. Naturally Sara
couldn't tell her it was because she was her sister's slave, and
had been forbidden to shower. So, head down and face beet red,
she left the locker room.

Vicky had also made Sara wear a sports bra. It, and her panties
were super tight, the bra smashing her forming tits flat for the
entire day and by now, she was in a lot of pain. Since she was
just developing, her breasts were often tender, especially her
thick, baby-bottle shaped nipples, and especially when her period
was on its way as it was now. Vicky always knew when her period
was due and went out of her way to hurt her sister's sensitive
breasts and nipples even more during these times. Today, after
having her nipples suctioned for almost half an hour, Vicky had
made her put on this sports bra. It was a size too small for her
and designed for a completely flat chested girl. Sara was small,
but not completely flat. Vicky had glued a thin layer of green
pot scrubber plastic on the inside and Sara had been rubbed raw,
salty sweat stinging her skin as the rough plastic caused her to
sweat even more on the hot day. Her nipples, being so prominent,
were in even more pain, and Sara wondered if they were bleeding.
It wouldn't be the first time.

Almost worse were the panties she'd had to wear. They were also a
size too small for her and the same thing had been done to them.
She'd been told she was allowed to pee only once while at school,
and she'd followed those instructions like the slave she was.
She'd been forbidden to wipe herself afterward though, and her
urine and cunt juice had soaked the panties. By now, every step
was agony, almost past her ability to get turned on by it, and
she wished her sister would let her strip.

"All right cunt. You wait here while I get the cane. Keep your
arms out, shoulder height, and stand on the mat while you wait."

"Yes Mistress."

Their backyard had a high fence around it because they had a
pool, so it was quite private. Vicky often tortured her sister
outside because it meant that Sara would have to work extra hard
to keep from screaming -- in pleasure or pain -- so that the
neighbors wouldn't hear. The mat that Sara had been directed to
was actually a metal grate for cleaning shoes. It wasn't sharp,
but it was quite uncomfortable to stand on in bare feet. And it
was hot from sitting in the sun all day.

Vicky took her time returning, and tears and sweat were running
down Sara's face from the pain in her feet and the ache in her
arms. She was panting and trembling from the strain. Vicky walked
up to her and lifted her arms over her head. Sara groaned in
pain. Vicky leaned down and put her nose in the teen's armpit,
inhaling the thick scent of her sweat. She was trembling with
desire, but knew she would wait until after Sara's punishment
before she would please herself or the girl. It was difficult
though, the dark hair was matted with sweat, and Vicky longed to
run her tongue through it and taste the salty liquid.

"Strip slut. Time for your fifteen."

Sara dropped her hands with a groan of relief and took off the
backpack. She was so horny, consumed with lust and pain and
prayed her sister would let her cum while she received her 15. A
set of fifteen was harsh. It meant she'd get fifteen strokes with
the thin cane on each ass cheek, her back, her belly, each
breast, her mons and her cunt, which she would hold open with her
own hands. After a day of being rubbed raw, it would be
excruciatingly painful. But Sara got off on heavy pain and lots
of humiliation and today had primed her for some serious action.
She knew she'd most likely bleed, especially in the places that
wouldn't show while she was dressed. Most of the marks on her
belly and back would disappear, but it would be a week or more
before the ones on her ass and tits would heal. She was surprised
she didn't have any scars, but even when she fell and hurt
herself with scrapes and cuts, she didn't scar. Plus, none of the
other times her sister had bloodied her ass with the cane had
scarred either.

When she was finally stripped, she was told to bend at the waist.
Vicky examined her body and, sure enough, her nipples, breasts,
cunt lips and mons were red and raw from the constant irritation.
Thirty strokes of the cane were applied to Sara's ass. There were
no warm up strokes, she was welted right from the get go. Vicky
had split her skin in several places by the time she'd finished.
Then she moved onto the next target, Sara's back - no blood drawn
there, then her soft, thin belly. Surprisingly, Vicky drew blood
with the final stroke, right at the bikini line. When it was all
over, each breast had a welt or two oozing blood, as did her
mons. Sara almost came when the cane hit her clit, but she hadn't
been given permission, so she didn't -- at the cost of a bitten
lip.

Vicky attached a collar around Sara's throat, cuffed her hands
behind her and dragged her into the house on a leash attached to
the collar. Sara was given a quart of water, then a bladderful of
Vicky's piss as she ate her sister to orgasm. Vicky took Sara up
to the attic and began to tie her down. There was a plastic tarp
on the floor, and over that was a rough wool blanket. Since their
mother never came up to the attic, the girls had made it their
own playground. There were tiedowns in the floor and several
innocuous looking pieces of furniture that could easily be turned
toward very perverted uses.

Sara's hands were uncuffed, then recuffed in front of her. Her
hands were pulled over her head, and the cuffs tied to one of the
tiedowns in the floor. Then, Vicky took a leather belt that
they'd cut just for this purpose and laid it over Sara's middle.
There were dulled tacks pushed through the belt, which pricked
her skin. Vicky took a lava rock that just fit into Sara's
bellybutton (if she really stretched it) but protruded about a
half inch out the top into its place. She hooked some cargo
straps to either side of the leather belt, then attached the
straps to the floor and started to ratchet them closed. There was
a ratchet on each side so that even pressure could be applied and
eventually, Sara's waist was very constricted, hampering her
breathing and causing the tacks to painfully push into her skin.
The rock in her belly button was sharp and scratched the inside
as it was pushed into her tummy from the pressure of the strap.
Finally, each leg had a wide strap wrapped around it just above
the knee and cuffs were attached to each ankle. Sara's legs were
pulled into a very wide 'V' with her cunt at the bottom and her
legs pulled straight. Then the straps on each leg and ankle were
attached to the floor tiedowns, tigtening her until her tendons
were stretched to the limit and her legs were almost on the
floor. Sara was in agony, but the pain fired her blood, as did
the strong smell of own her sweat and cunt.

Vicky was now ready to begin the part that she liked the best.
Slowly, she moved over Sara's stretched body, sniffing the strong
scent from her underarms, running her fingers down the sweat
soaked ribs of the girl. Slowly, she began to lick and suck the
moisture from each armpit, cooing with delight as the salty taste
and heady smell aroused her lust. Her fingers were busy between
her own legs, pinching her clit and sending jolts of pleasure
through her body. After each armpit was shinning with her spit,
she moved down to her sister's red, abused breasts and nipples
she sucked and cleaned the salty sweat off each one, while using
her fingernails and teeth on the swollen, painful nipples. Sara
groaned with lust and was soon begging to be allowed to cum.

"Of course not, little slut," said Vicky. "But don't worry, I
have something special planned for this evening, and you'll get
to cum all you want then."

Sara whimpered and grit her teeth as her sister's tongue worked
it's way down her grimy body toward her cunt. Vicky could smell
it long before she got there. When she finally began to gently
lick Sara's mons and inner thighs she was going wild with lust.
The thick scent from Sara's unwashed, scummy crotch, was making
her crazy and her fingers were pulling and pinching her own cunt
lips. She made herself veer away from her ultimate target and
began licking the thin, strong thighs, bathing them in spit as
she sucked the salty sweat beading on the skin.

Finally, she could wait no longer. Sara's cunt was opened due to
her excitement and the extreme position of her legs. White,
creamy drool was oozing from the small hole and Vicky delicately
used the tip of her tongue to gather up the first taste of her
sister's thick slime. She almost came from the scent and the
depravity of what she was doing. Slowly, she licked and sucked
Sara's pasty discharge which coated her lips and tongue, and
stuck to the inside of her mouth. Pulling back the hood of Sara's
large clit, she nibbled and sucked at the base, cleaning the
built up paste that was stuck to the enlarged organ. She cleaned
between all the pussy folds, swallowing all that she could,
savoring the salty taste of old sweat and cum, sucking the gooey
discharge that was mixed with traces of the day's urine. Vicky
finally came as she stuck her tongue into her sister's asshole,
sweat, girlcum and shit coating her lips and tongue. Sara was
going wild, trying desperately not to cum and almost lost it as
her sister pushed one long finger deep into her asshole. It came
out coated in her shit, and Vicky used that as lubricant to stuff
two more fingers into the girl, pushing hard and painfully
against the rosebud. When she got bored with that, she pushed her
shit covered fingers into Sara's mouth. Sara accepted the bitter
digits, cleaning them as best as she could. Vicky, meanwhile,
bent down and began to lick the remnants of Sara's shit from her
asshole, pushing her soft tongue as far into the girl as she
could.

Sara was in a state, begging and pleading to cum, but Vicky
wouldn't let her.

"Don't worry love," she said in a reassuring voice. "Soon the
real fun will begin. I have to go down stairs for awhile, but
don't worry, I'll come back. When I do, we'll really start the
evening."

"Ohh, please Mistress, please, just one little cum? I'm burning
up!."

Vicky smiled and left her sister in the sweltering attic to go
downstairs. By the time she heard Vicky returning, Sara was
really in pain. Her legs being spread so wide coupled with the
harsh wool on her whipped ass and back really hurt. She was
covered in sweat from the heat and really had to take a piss. She
would try to hold out, but if she didn't make it, it wouldn't be
the first time she'd pissed herself waiting for her sister to
give her permission. All the water, that she'd drunk, plus her
sister's piss, was making her bladder cramp. She had to pant
shallowly to minimize the amount the belt cut into her skin.
Finally, she heard footsteps on the attic stairs. Vicky was
coming back! But wait, Sara thought she heard more than one set
of feet on the stairs.

Vicky arrived with a big smile on her face and a strange girl in
tow.

"Sara, my dear little slave," she said, "I hope you weren't too
uncomfortable waiting for us."

Sara was whimpering with pain and a little apprehensive about the
stranger. She and Vicky had never told anyone about their
relationship.

"Um, please Mistress. My legs hurt and I really have to pee,"
said the embarrassed girl.

The stranger gave a low whistle. "Wow, you weren't kidding.
You've been doing this how long?"

"She's been my slave for about three years. Sara, I'd like you to
meet Jane. She's going to help me to play with you tonight. You
will follow her orders just like you follow mine, do you
understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," moaned Sara.

"Jane here is going to help me with something I've wanted to do
to you for a while. Can you guess what that is?"

"No Mistress."

"Well, heres a hint: Jane is a nursing student. She also works at
a tattoo and piercing parlor."

Piss leaked from Sara's bladder as excitement got the better of
her. She and Vicky had talked about it, but there'd been no way
for someone as young as Sara to get it done.

"So what do you think, Jane?"

"Wow. She's pretty hot looking," Jane said as she bent down and
took a hold of one, raw, swollen nipple. "We'll have to clean her
tits up a bit, but her nipples are certainly big enough."

"Excellent. I want a nice size bar through each. Big, but not big
enough to keep me from continuing the suction treatments."

"No problem. We can do that easy. But wasn't there something else
you wanted me to show you how to do?"

"Oh yeah," Vicky smiled. "That'd be good."

Sara watched with interest as Jane pulled several packets marked
'sterile' out of her large bag. Several lengths of rubber hose
were also pulled out.

"You go ahead and do it, and I'll guide you," said Jane. "We can
start with the smallest diameter one and work up. When we start
to get to the bigger diameter ones, I'll show you how the
retention bladder works."

Vicky's eyes were glowing with pleasure. "Cool. That last one
looks pretty big though, you sure it'll fit?"

"We'll have to see, but you'd be amazed at how much it'll
stretch."

Sara was getting a little nervous. She had no idea what they were
talking about, and the discomfort her body was in was growing all
the time. Her legs were really aching, her breasts and nipples
burning and throbbing, and the fact that she hadn't cum yet was
driving her nuts.

"Here," said Jane as she tore open a package, "put some lube on
the end of this."

Sara couldn't see what "this" was and was getting even more
apprehensive. Her sister was always finding ways of stretching
her abnormally small cunt. The problem was that it always snapped
back tight within hours. Something, Vicky said, that Sara's
future Husband/Master and/or Wife/Mistress would really enjoy.
But in the years that they'd been playing, they'd never found a
way to stretch Sara's cunt for any length of time. Her asshole
reacted the same way and both hurt like hell when Vicky decided
to play, "let's see what we can fit in here" games.

"Are you sure she'll need lube?"

"Yeah, plus her cunt's filthy, so we don't want to irritate
things too much and cause an infection."

Vicky snorted, "Good luck. She's never been sick a day in her
life."

"You kidding? Not even a cold?"

"Nope. Not even a sniffle."

"Well, lube it anyway," said Jane.

"OK."

"Now, push on it until you're sure it's in, and you feel a little
resistance, then push hard to get past. Keep feeding it in until
you get a stream. Here, we'll use these to keep her open."

Sara was unable to watch what they were doing because keeping her
head up required effort and she was too tired for that. Suddenly,
she felt two hard pinches on her outer cunt lips. Clamps, she
knew as she moaned and her body twitched in response. Her lust
rose a little higher. She loved tight clamps on her cunt. Her
lower lips were pulled until they were spread painfully wide,
then pulled even more until she yelped. They remained held there.
Then Sara felt something probing at her cunt... no at her piss
hole!

She groaned as her sister slowly fed the catheter tube up her
urethra. It was a novel experience; the stretching and burning
pushed into her body. Finally, the tube hit against something and
her sister pushed even harder. Sara yelped because it really
hurt, then she felt her bladder draining.

Vicky was wildly excited having penetrated her sister in a new
way. Jane too, was excited. She was as perverse as the other two
girls, but at nineteen had more experience. She'd both been used
as a slave and played the Mistress since she was seven. Well,
she'd spent the years from when she was seven until she was
sixteen as a sex slave to her Aunt and Uncle. Then they'd taught
her the other side of things and now she loved being both.

Piss began to shoot out of the thin tube, but Jane was ready with
a pitcher, catching each drop as thirteen year old's bladder
emptied. There was a remarkable amount of piss emptying out of
the girl. When it was finished, Vicky pulled the tube from Sara's
body. Then Jane gave Vicky the next size up and they started
again. By the time they got to the final size tube, four tries
later, Sara was crying and begging. She'd never been hurt this
way and it was getting beyond her ability to deal with the pain.
That was when Jane started to lick her clit and Vicky began to
finger her asshole. With the thick tube in her pisshole, which
they also began to fuck in and out, they brought the girl to
orgasm, screaming and crying in pain and pleasure. It was one of
her most intense orgasms ever. But they didn't let her rest and
started to work the girl up again, but this time left her
hanging.

Jane removed the last tube they'd inserted, after showing Vicky
how the retention feature worked. Vicky was fascinated. Then,
they relaxed and idly teased the bound teen, playing with her
body and each other's, sharing Sara's piss between them as they
worked each other, and occasionally Sara, close to orgasm.

Finally, when they were all very aroused, it was time for Sara's
piercing to begin. Sara was at the point where she'd do anything
for an orgasm. First, they added more straps across her body, one
just under her breasts and one just over them. They tightened
them enough so that they cut into the girl's skin. Then, they
added another strap across her throat which they tightened enough
that it kept her from moving her head, but didn't interfere with
her breathing... much. Finally, they wiped her tits down with
alcohol, causing Sara to scream from the pain, and finally, put a
piercing clamp on one swollen, distended nipple. Jane clamped it
far more tightly then she had to, and made sure to roughly pull
and tug on the sore nub. Vicky started to rub her sister's clit
to offset the pain, when Jane turned to her.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, this is going to hurt a lot, so I thought I'd play with
her clit some while you were doing it."

"Don't," said Jane. "I want her to feel the pain. You can play
with her clit after I've pierced this one. In fact it'd be great
if you could make her cum after this piercing.

Then the next one will hurt even more."

"Damn, you're sadistic."

"Yup. You want to do the other one?" asked Jane.

"Oh yeah," replied Vicky with an evil grin. "But I don't know how
to do it."

"Hey," replied Jane "You gotta learn by doing, ya know? That's
how I learned."

Sara was grinding her hips as much as she could into the pleasure
giving finger. They still hadn't un-clamped her cunt lips and her
big clit was an easy target, ripe and exposed.

"OK, time to stop playing with her clit. Let her calm down a
bit."

They waited until Sara's excitement died some. She was still
panting thought, because her bonds were too tight to take a full
breath. She was afraid of how much having a needle pushed through
her raw nipple was going to hurt. They even released the clamp to
let blood flow back into the bruised nub.

Finally, Jane decided it was time, and reapplied the clamp --
which, of course, hurt like hell. She got a firm grip on the
thick piercing needle and slowly pushed it through the thirteen
year old's nipple. Sara screamed, as well as she could, and tried
to thrash around. She was bound too well to move and tears
streamed down her face. Nothing Vicky had done to her had ever
hurt as much as this! As the pain was slowly fading to something
bearable, Jane sadistically pulled the needle out, sliding the
bar through Sara's flesh to take its place. Sara was barely able
to see the surgical steel bar now piercing her blood red nipple.
Blood was tricking out of the hole, but not very much --
certainly less than she'd bled from the cane earlier.
Sara became aware of Vicky licking and sucking her clit while
working her fingers deep into her cunt. Vicky's fingers were
coated with white slime and her tongue and teeth worried the
thick clit in her mouth. Despite the pain in her nipple, Sara
began to orgasm -- at which time Jane started pulling and
twisting the bar now through her nipple. Sara's body, as used to
pain as it was, came hard from all the stimulus.

As she lay there panting, Jane said, "OK, now we do the other
one, while she's relaxed and not as excited. That should make it
really hurt."

Sara's mouth was too dry and it was too hard for her to do more
than moan. Vicky was shown how to clamp the nipple and, under
Jane's direction, slowly pierced the other nipple. Sara moaned
and cried, thrashing weakly in her bonds. Her bladder voided, but
there wasn't very much piss left for her to expel. When the bar
was through, Vicky licked and sucked her to another orgasm. Jane
was amazed, having known only a few people in her life that could
cum that hard after so much pain.

They decided to let their toy rest -- if being tied in a strict
hogtie with a huge ballgag in your mouth could be considered
resting. Not to mention the fact that her hair was tied to her
feet and they placed her on her stomach. Her newly pierced tits
felt like they were on fire as they rubbed on the wool of the
blanket. Vicky and Jane drank the rest of Sara's piss from the
pitcher and played with each other for about a half hour, right
in Sara's line of vision. Even after all she'd been through, this
aroused Sara a great deal, as Vicky knew it would.

Then Vicky strapped on an eight inch dildo -- the biggest one
that they'd ever manage to fit in Sara's cunt, and retied Sara on
a bench. She was tied as she had been on the floor, except now
she was on a bench with her legs spread painfully wide, and Sara
knew she was going to get royally fucked. Vicky was able to pull
her legs further down and back and Sara ended up stretched like a
bow string. Jane returned from downstairs, where she'd been while
Sara had been retied, stood over Sara's mouth spreading her ass
cheeks. Sara looked up into a shit smeared ass crack.

"Did you ever," asked Jane conversationally of Vicky, "take one
of those shits where it was soft and gooey and coated your entire
asshole? God, it takes forever to clean that with toilet paper.
I'm so glad I don't have to use toilet paper now, it makes my
sensitive asshole all raw." Looking down at Sara she said, "Make
sure you clean it good, cunt. Vicky's gonna use that cane on your
inner thighs while you do it and she's not going to stop until
I'm satisfied."

Sure enough, Sara felt a slash of pain on her stretched, inner
thigh. She groaned with lust. Nothing made her feel more
submissive than the humiliation of being used as a toilet. She
could cum non-stop with just the slightest of touches while being
used like that and Vicky knew it. Another slash and Sara started
using her lips and tongue to clean the shit from Jane's ass
crack. It was soft and bitter and Sara had to work hard to clean
it, but eventually Jane, who had herself cum while her asshole
was being serviced, lifted off Sara's face.

Few times in her life had Jane been fortunate to sink to this
level of depravity. She was watching a young teen, just beginning
to bud into womanhood, get her thighs welted with a cane by her
sister, while the same girl, who's nipples Jane had just pierced,
sucked fresh shit from her asshole. Jane was in heaven and came
several times. When she finally rose off Sara's face, Vicky
stopped whipping the girl's thighs, and Jane looked down onto the
beautiful, shit smeared face of the girl and spat a wad of saliva
directly onto her lips. Sara groaned and opened her mouth wide,
hoping for more, so Jane spat again, another large wad dropping
into the girl's mouth. Overcome with lust, Jane got on her knees
for a deep tongue kiss, smearing her own saliva and shit over her
lips while her tongue plunged deep into the other girl's foul
tasting mouth. Vicky, meanwhile, started feeding the huge dildo
into Sara's cunt.

It hurt like hell, but Sara started to cum anyway. She and Jane
were cleaning the remnants of Jane's shit off each other's faces
while Vicky pounded away at her sister. Finally, Jane put on
another dildo and they switched places, Vicky slowly choking her
sister with eight inches of soft rubber as the girl struggled to
breath, and Jane feeding more of the same into Sara's asshole.
The only lube she used was from Sara's cunt, and it hurt like
hell, but still Sara came again as her sister pulled most of the
large, fake cock out of her mouth. It was soaked with slimy globs
of saliva that dripped off back onto her face. Vicky had been
able to push the dildo in very far because Sara was getting good
at deep throating.

Finally, after switching places several times and Sara sucking
either slimy cunt juice or her own shit from a dildo, they let
her up. She was too exhausted to stand and they crossed her arms
between her shoulder blades and tied her upper torso using rough
hemp. Her middle was also constricted with several layers of
hemp.

They sort of suspended her from the ceiling so that Jane could
lay on the bench underneath Sara and slide that dildo fully into
her cunt while Vicky fucked her asshole from behind. That really
set Sara off, her body too exhausted to do anything but accept
the pain and her senses began to be unable to distinguish between
pain and pleasure.

"Tell us that you're a fuck toy Sara," ordered Jane.

"Ah, I'm a fuck tt...toy," said the teen, her sweat coating the
crushing ropes on her skin.

"Tell us that you love being a toilet," said Vicky with a vicious
thrust into the girl's overstretched, bleeding asshole.

"AAAooowch. Oh, shit," panted Sara, "I...I love being a toilet."

Jane was approaching an orgasm from the other end of the strap-on
rubbing her cunt. She slammed into the teen, twisting the nipple
bars and causing fresh blood to ooze from them, while Vicky held
the girl's slim hips.

"Tell us how much you deserve to be hurt," rasped Jane.

Despite her exhaustion, somehow Sara began to feel more lust boil
in her crotch. Vicky had never taken her this far before. Close,
but not quite, and Sara was now delirious with pain and pleasure.

"H...hurt me, please. I deserve it. I'm your pain toy, please,
hurt me."

Jane complied, twisting and pulling Sara's nipples while she and
Sara screamed together. Sara in pain and now, lust, and Jane as
she came.

They let Sara hang there, her arms going numb, for a half hour.
She could only take small breaths, and her body was slowly
swinging from the suspension they'd put her in. Sara really was
delirious now; she'd been denied her orgasm and needed one. Pain
and pleasure were the same to her, and clear thinking was not
something she was capable of. They took her down, then fed her a
small bottle of gatoraide, then a whole quart of water while she
begged them to let her drink their urine and to let her cum.

"Don't worry love," said Vicky as they untied the girl, "you'll
get plenty of that later. But now, it's time for us to put you in
the box for bed."

"Uhhh... yes Mistress, the box. I deserve the box tonight. Will
you hurt me more tonight? Will you use me, Mistress?" The
thirteen year old barely knew what she was saying.

"Yes love, you'll be in pain all night, and if you're a good
girl, tomorrow we'll make you cum until you pass out. We'll make
it so that your little clitty is too sore to even touch."

"Tha..thank you Mistress," said Sara, slowly coming to herself as
she could now take deep breaths again and the water had had time
to revive her.

'The Box' was Vicky's old toy box. Her mother had told her to get
rid of it because she didn't have any more toys, but Vicky had
begged to keep it. She had one more toy, after all, even if her
mother would have been appalled to find out what it was. Vicky
and Sara had worked to modify it to hold Sara for extended
periods. Sara had done most of the work, at Vicky's direction,
affixing straps and mounts to hold Sara helpless and cramped
inside it, often throughout the night. There was even a liner so
that if Sara pissed herself, or Vicky pissed on her, nothing
leaked out and the teen would spend the night lying in and
smelling, their piss. Because of her new piercings, tonight would
be a little different.

First Sara was fitted with a rubber corset. It was wide enough to
go from the base of her ribs to the top of her hips. The center
of the corset started out about two inches smaller in diameter
than the top and bottom. They drew it tight enough to make the
girl wince. Then, she was placed in the box after, they installed
the liner and removed the wall at the foot of the box. Straps
went across her belly and chest. Each leg was bent and spread,
then tied to the bottom of the chest beside her waist. Her ankles
were tied down at the other end and her arms were strapped to the
sides. Her head was put on a small piece of foam to keep it
tilted slightly towards her chest.

Then, since the wooden part that they had removed gave excellent
access to her asshole, Jane leaned down a began to rim the raw
hole. Shit and some blood stained it, but Jane licked it all up
with relish as Vicky prepared the dildo that would spend the
night in Sara's asshole. The wall at the foot of the box had a
fixture that would hold the dildo in place and after Vicky
finished lubing the it, she nudged Jane out of the way and began
to slide the dildo into Sara.

Sara groaned as she felt the head of the dildo in her asshole.
She knew which one it was, and Vicky had never been able to fit
it entirely inside her. It was ten inches long and very thick.
She often bled from Vicky fucking her with it, but that never
stopped Vicky. This time, despite all of Sara's crying and
moaning, Vicky managed to get the entire ten inches into her
sister, Sara's anal ring stretched far beyond anything Jane would
have thought possible -- and she'd had her asshole fisted a
number of times. They slid the wall in place and attached the
dildo to it's mount. Finally, Jane watched as Vicky put the new
harness on Sara, bending down to listen to something Sara
whispered to her before Vicky slid the tube into her mouth.

"Now love, you're almost set for tonight," smiled Vicky. "While
you were at school today, Jane and I added a few slight
modifications to your box."

As she said this, she slid a metal rod into holes drilled into
the top of each of the box sides. The rod was almost directly
over her nipples. It actually ran through a small crank which
allowed the rod to be turned, but only in one direction. There
was a latch that had to be released in order to turn the rod the
other way.

Strong string was attached to metal hooks - two hooks for each
nipple bar. The string was fed through holes in the rod. Then,
wires were fed down and attached to each of the four hooks.

"I'm sure", said Jane with a smirk on her face as she hooked the
wires into a Tens unit, "that you'll get a charge out of this!"

Vicky groaned at the pun, but Sara didn't know what the thing
was. She found out soon enough as Jane began testing it. At
first, there was just a pleasant, but weird feeling, a buzz in
her nipples. It intensified as Jane changed the settings and
wrote things down on a pad. Finally, in the last settings, Sara
was screaming as loud as she could each time Jane flipped the
switch. The pain in her breasts causing her to twitch
uncontrollably, causing her fatigued anal sphincter to clamp
helplessly on the huge intruder in her body and piss to shoot
from her body.

Jane switched it off, and Sara lay there, sweat pouring from her
filthy body.

"Now, just so you know," said Vicky as she started to turn the
crank, "what your night will be like, I'm going to give you the
plan." The crank continued to turn, Sara whimpering as her newly
pierced tits were pulled into a cone.

"Each time Jane or I have to piss, your gonna get a nice shock --
sort of pre- flushing of our toilet. We're going to piss down
that tube in your mouth and you, our good little toilet, will
swallow it. The rest of the time, the tube will be capped, so
you'll need breath through your nose or around the tube.
Considering how you smell, I'm sure you'll enjoy that."

Sara groaned and closed her eyes, knowing that she'd also be
laying in a puddle of her own piss come morning. Jane and Vicky
closed the top of the box, pulling the other end of the long tube
in Sara's mouth out a hole and attaching a 'female urinal' to it.
They giggled about the name, considering where the urinal was
draining.

"Oh yeah," said Jane just before they closed the box top all the
way, "Every time one of us has to piss, in addition to shocking
the crap out of your tits, we're going to tighten the crank just
a bit -- like this." She proceeded to tighten the crank one notch
further, causing Sara to squirm and try to reduce the pain in her
tits. "'Night cunt," smiled Jane as darkness fell for Sara.

Later, as Jane was sliding her long tongue deep into Vicky's
shitter, Vicky thought back on what Sara had said before she'd
put the tube in her mouth.

"Mistress," she had whispered when Vicky's head was close, "Do
you remember your promise? You promised you'd make my clit too
sore to touch, that you'd rub it raw until I couldn't feel
pleasure there, only pain, for a day or so. Will you do that
soon?"

"Shhh," Vicky had whispered, "Yes honey. Remember, mommy's going
away for a month this summer and summer vacation's only two weeks
away. There's all kinds of things we can do. If you're a good
girl, maybe we'll even pierce your clit."

"Oooo, thank you Mistress." replied Sara as she had opened her
mouth for the wide tube.

Vicky orgasmed while remembering, causing Jane to get a small
mouthful of soft shit from her contractions. She orgasmed again
while sharing it in a deep kiss with Jane, her sister suffering,
cramped in a box, only a few feet away.

******

Sara shivered with anticipation as she knelt in the hot sun
waiting for her sister Vicky and their friend Jane. The thirteen
year old had been kneeling there for two hours in the hot morning
sun waiting for the other two girls who had decided to go on a
morning jog. Sara was naked, and sweat dripped down her body from
the heat. It was only ten am and already over eighty-five
degrees. She'd had a lot of time to anticipate what was going to
happen to her today. She knew some of what would happen to her;
she'd made specific requests. Other things, Vicky and Jane had
cooked up between themselves but not told her about - mainly to
increase her anticipation.

She shifted slightly and winced as the heavy, spiked weight
attached to the thick bar in her clit hood tapped into her
thighs. It pricked them, adding to the drops of blood already
staining her thighs, while the bar rubbed across her large,
sensitive clit. She winced from a cramp in her legs, but stayed
kneeling, even though no one would know if she'd gotten up to
stretch. She was a slave and not only knew it, but loved it.
Lived for it. She glanced down at the spiked weights resting on
the lower part of her flat breasts, also causing pin pricks of
pain as she breathed and made small movements. They were attached
to thin nipple rings that ran through the base of each of her
long, thick nipples. She remembered back to the day when she got
those piercings.

She'd spent the night tightly tied in a box with a thick, ten
inch dildo forced in her asshole and a tube in her mouth that ran
outside the box. The top of the tube was attached to a cup
designed to be a urinal for women. Actually, she'd spent a good
ten hours in that box, although most people wouldn't have used
the term good. Sara wasn't most people.

Both Vicky and Jane had used their 'female urinal' several times
during the night. Each time, to make sure she was awake and they
had her attention, they'd flipped the switch on a tens unit which
had shocked the hell out of Sara's freshly pierced nipples. They,
they'd piss down the tube which ended in Sara's mouth, knowing
the suffering girl would have to swallow it. Finally, they'd turn
a crank a few notches to 'flush'. The crank had wires that
attached to the bars that had been pierced through Sara's
nipples, ruthlessly pulling on the fresh piercings and causing
Sara to scream with added pain.

When they finally let her out of the box, they fed her some
water, but no food. She was a mess, since she'd been laying in
her own piss and sweating up a storm the whole night -- not to
mention that Vicky hadn't let her shower in days. Her crotch was
a mess because she'd been so horny all night that she'd been
leaking cunt slime the whole time. She'd also pissed herself to
relieve her bladder. Sara's asshole was raw and red and wouldn't
close all the way from the huge dildo that had been in her bowels
all night. Vicky knew from experience that that wouldn't last.
Sara had a small cunt and a tight asshole that no amount of
stretching seemed to loosen. That was fine by her -- it only
caused Sara more pain when she used those holes.

After being strapped in the cramped box all night, Sara could
barely move. Vicky went to work cleaning her sister's cunt with
her mouth while Jane forced the dildo, which was caked with her
shit, into Sara's mouth. Sara had several orgasms while cleaning
her own shit from the dildo.

Vicky was also going nuts. Despite making love with Jane until
late in the night, she was totally turned on by her sisters smell
and taste, both of which were incredibly strong. Plus, she was
able to push her tongue deeply into Sara's asshole and lick out
the shit that had been blocked from exiting by the dildo. Jane
and Vicky switched places several times, both of them cleaning
the sweat from Sara's hairy armpits, and sucking piss, cum and
shit from her crotch. Sara orgasmed so many times she eventually
passed out.

When she woke up, she'd been tied to the bench, legs stretched to
their limits. The girls promised her food, if she didn't throw up
or pass out from what they were going to do next. Then they
pierced her clit hood with a thick, vertical piercing. Sara had
been told not to pass out, but no one had forbidden her to cum,
and despite the fact that her body was exhausted, she still
managed a small orgasm as the thick bar was slid through the
hole.

Now, she looked down at the bar through her clit hood. Everything
had healed well and in a very short time. No surprise there -- it
was like her body was made for abuse. It always healed very, very
quickly and she'd never scarred yet. After it had healed enough,
Vicky had decided to start stretching the hole and had forced
larger diameter rings through it until there was a 6 gage bar
through the hood. It was always rubbing Sara's clit, keeping the
girl aroused most of the time. Ever since the clit hood piercing,
Vicky had increased the pace of the modifications to Sara's clit
and nipples by making her endure long sessions of vacuum
treatments each day, even if their mother was home. Sara's
nipples were now an inch long when erect and thick, like a baby
bottle nipple. They were also very sensitive. Her clit, when
erect, was close to a half inch long and a quarter inch in
diameter. Also, Vicky, with Jane's help, had gotten hold of a
corset that would fit Sara's thin frame. Sara had had to wear
that for two hours every day. Now that their mother had gone on
her trip (three weeks later than had been originally scheduled),
Vicky planned to make her wear it at least four to six hours
every day. She, with Sara's very willing help, was turning Sara's
body into a perfect sadist's sex toy. Sara couldn't remember a
time when she'd been happier.

Jane and her sister came jogging back into the yard, dripping
sweat.

"Hey slut," Jane greeted the girl.

"Hello, Mistress."

"How are you feeling?" asked Vicky. "Are you ready for today?"

"Yes Mistress, very, very ready," replied Sara.

"I'll say," snorted Jane. "Look at all the cunt slime she's got
running down her legs."

Vicky and Sara had managed, barely, to hide the fact that Sara
hadn't showered since Monday from their mom, who had left
Wednesday morning on her trip. Vicky had parked the car in the
long term parking lot. At 16 she could drive and had been proud
to drop off her mother at the airport. She dropped off their
mother and Sara, then parked the car in a remote part of long
term parking. After the plane had taken off, the girls had walked
back to the car. There, Vicky made Sara strip in broad daylight.
They were at the far end of a big lot and there weren't a lot of
people around, but it was still scary and arousing. Then, Vicky
had reached between her sister's legs and slid her fingers into
Sara's bald, gooey cunt, coating her fingers with thick, white
cream. Sara was told to put her hands behind her head while Vicky
painted her armpits with her own cunt cream. Then, she'd made
Sara get on her knees on the hot pavement and drink her piss.
Sara rode back home nude, sitting cramped on the floor in the
front of the car.

Sara had expected Vicky to start in on her immediately, but Vicky
had done little over the next few days beyond the suction
treatments and the corset. Aside from those, Sara's breasts and
ass were beaten daily and she was masturbated several times a
day, but never allowed to climax. Vicky had only been teasing her
sister. Sara was desperate for a cum, but Vicky had decided to
wait until today, Friday, when Jane had off from work.

"Put your hands behind your head, slut," said Jane.

Sara complied, showing the thin, matted hair under her arms, dark
with sweat. Jane leaned close and inhaled while pinching her own
nipple through her thin running top.

"Ohhh, you make me so wet! You smell like an animal in heat."

Vicky laughed. "Well, she *is* an animal in heat. Plus, her cunt
juice has been all thick and pasty, so right after Mom left, I
got a bunch and wiped it in her pits. I've been doing that twice
a day since Wed."

"MMmmm. I can't wait to taste her," said Jane, her eyes glowing.
She'd never thought to find someone as perverted as herself, and
finding two other girls, and younger ones at that, was a dream
come true. She eyed Sara's form. "Hey Vicky, it looks a little
like that corset is starting to work. She's got a definite curve
in her hips."

"Yeah," replied Vicky. "Imagine what it'll be like by the end of
the summer. She's gonna be in it six hours a day."

Sara closed her eyes and groaned in pleasure. The corset, usually
worn at night, was very tight. Vicky would lace her developing
body into it, then find ways to torture her. She'd cause Sara
pain or keep her on the edge of cuming for an hour or so causing
the girl to almost pass out. The garment made Sara feel even more
submissive and helpless. Last night, she had passed out after
Vicky had brought her close to orgasm for about the tenth time,
only to deny her. It might also had been because she hadn't eaten
all day. She was hungry now, since Vicky hadn't fed her this
morning either. Sara, for all that she was a very thin girl, had
a real appetite.

"Well, "said Jane, "I'm ready to get started. And I'm starved, so
let's get this show on the road."

Vicky picked up a bottle of yellow liquid from the ground while
Jane unhooked the spiked weights from Sara's various piercings.
Sara knew it was piss. Her own, Vicky's and Jane's. They'd been
saving it for two days, keeping it sealed in a clean container
and there was a bit over three quarts of it. They poured two
quarts into an enema bag, then mixed in some powder. Sara didn't
know what the powder was. They had the small girl get down on her
hands and knees, ass in the air, and Vicky roughly shoved an
un-lubed plug up her ass. That hurt and Sara whimpered while it
went into her tight asshole. Vicky inflated the plug, forcing
more groans from her sister, then attached the hose to it. The
urine, flowing through a wide hose, slammed into Sara's colon
forcing her to gasp. It was hot from sitting in the sun and
they'd mixed it with red pepper. The liquid saturated the teen's
bowels causing immediate cramps as the burning solution was
forced into her tender intestines. Vicky squeezed the bottle to
ensure that all two quarts of the liquid quickly invaded her
moaning sister's body. The hose was clamped off and, for a good
measure, Vicky squeezed the pump a few more times to increase the
size of the plug inside Sara. Fresh sweat broke out over her body
as Sara moaned in pain. Enema's were a rare and painful event in
her life.

Jane and Vicky sat back on the grass and enjoyed the view of Sara
writhing and moaning. They knew that the pepper mixed with urine
would cause the girl a lot of pain. What they weren't sure of,
was if Sara would throw up from the pain. She hadn't in the past,
but you never knew. It was one reason that Vicky hadn't fed her
since yesterday. This was only one of the very painful things
that Sara would experience today and she didn't want her sister
puking all over the place.

When her moaning had died down a bit, Jane got up and rolled the
teen over on to her back. Sara immediately curled up, trying to
ease her cramps.

"Time for me to have a little fun," she grinned. Looking down at
the still curled up Sara, she continued. "Are you ready to serve
me?"

"Y..yes Mistress." Sara was looking pale and sweating from more
than just the sun. "Please tell me what I should do."

Jane and Vicky took ropes and staked her out on a sunny patch of
grass, arms and legs spread wide. Sara was in obvious pain, her
thin, normally concave tummy bulging slightly with the two quarts
of urine that had been forced into her. Being unable to curl up
to ease her cramps brought tears to her eyes and the other girls
could see her belly ripple with pain. Her cunt, however, was
still oozing thick, white slime.

Jane had a wide smile on her face. "I got a little cleaning job
for you slut," she said to the panting teen. "I took my last
shower Saturday. And I got my boyfriend to fuck my asshole and
cunt every day, until it got too gross for even him to fuck. So
yesterday and the day before, I masturbated and jerked him off on
my cunt." She leaned forward. "I didn't even change my panties
the whole time. They are sooo gross. But don't worry, you won't
have to deal with them yet."

Jane stripped off her running shorts to show a brief pair of
white panties. Well, parts of them were white. Jane knelt over
Sara's face, knees spread wide so her crotch was close to her
nose. Sara could see the whole crotch was wet and colored a
yellowish-brown. The smell was incredible and hit her in the pit
of her stomach, wrenching a groan of lust from her. Jane stood
up, removed her panties and squatted over the teen's face so that
her asshole was over Sara's mouth, and her filthy cunt was right
by Sara's nose.

"Start with my asshole and don't even think of touching my cunt
with that tongue until I say so. You're gonna lick until I think
I'm clean enough. And just to make things interesting, your
sister is going to be whipping you the entire time with a nice
whip."

The 'nice whip' turned out to be a long, three stranded, braided
whip. Sara had felt it many times before. It hurt like hell,
always left her with welts and bruises and often made her bleed.
Her sister knew how to use it well, and her aim was perfect. As
Sara's tongue reached out to start cleaning Jane's shit and cum
streaked asshole, the whip feel right across her bloated belly.

Sara wasn't able to move much, but the pain was so sharp that her
head went up and her nose bumped into Jane's slimy, oily cunt,
forcing some of the yellow muck that had accumulated there to
scrape off onto her nose. Jane jumped up, not because it hurt but
because she was surprised.

"Hey you stupid bitch! Didn't I tell you to stay away from my
cunt?"

"I'm sorry Mistress! I was just surprised by the whip. Please
forgive me!"

Jane wasn't really angry. But Sara was a slave and had to be
punished for not following directions.

"You're not going to get away with this slut."

Sara was panting with fear, confusion and lust. Plus, her belly
really, really hurt and she needed to shit something fierce.

"Please Mistress. Punish me. I failed and I should be punished."

Jane bent close to Sara's face and licked the smear of her own
paste from Sara's nose. She smiled.

"Don't worry little slut. You'll be punished. Just don't do it
again."

Sara yelled as Vicky lashed the whip across her belly again,
raising another set of welts. Sara gasped and moaned, but her
head stayed on the ground, fingers and toes clenching as her
small body absorbed the pain.

"Now," said Jane squatting over the girl, "let's continue."

Sara once again went to the task of licking the bitter, shit
stained asshole. Lust flooded her body from the perverted act.
Finally, Jane was satisfied, having had her asshole licked and
probed by Sara's long tongue. Sara had felt some shit inside Jane
as she pushed her way into the brown hole. She wondered if Jane
was going to make her eat it. She never really got used to the
taste, but the act was so nasty, so submissive, that it never
failed to get her off.

Jane looked down at Sara. "Open your mouth and don't move an
inch. Got it?"

Sara complied, nodding slightly, expecting Jane to begin shitting
in her mouth. Instead, Vicky held a bowl under Jane's grimy cunt
and she slowly began dribbling dark yellow piss into it. When
Jane finished, she stayed there, kneeing while Vicky added the
fresh piss to the bag that she'd already filled with the last of
the urine they'd saved. Sara began to get afraid as piss dripped
off Jane's cunt into her mouth. She didn't think that she could
take an enema that was over three quarts and that's what she'd
have inside her if her sister forced in that last quart.
Especially since Vicky hadn't let her shit in two days and she
really, really needed to go. She was surprised when Vicky aimed
the nozzle at Jane's asshole and pushed it in very deeply.
Slowly, the urine emptied into Jane, who groaned and wiggled.
Drips of it ran down sliding off Jane's crusted cunt lips - right
into Sara's opened mouth. Finally, the bag was emptied and Vicky
shoved a large butt plug in Jane to hold it in. Vicky was
groaning from the cramps, but she liked pain too. She really
liked enemas, having had them many times when she'd been a slave.

"You know what I like?" asked Jane.

"No Mistress."

"I really like to have my cunt eaten while I'm holding an enema.
So, since I know how much you like to suck out a scummy pussy, I
guess we'll both get what we want."

CRACK. Sara convulsed as Vicky's whip slapped over her mons. In
point of fact, Sara wasn't especially attracted to eating a dirty
cunt. That was her sister's thing -- the dirtier the better, as
far as Vicky was concerned. But being forced to perform
humiliating acts, being subjected to pain and having all control
of her body taken away were things that got Sara off. Being
tortured and used with no say and no choice in how, how hard or
when really made her blood boil. And cleaning a cunt that had
been continuously fucked and not washed for a week was defiantly
humiliating. Sara knew that her sister would be cleaning her at
some point and looked forward to the soft tongue gliding over her
slimy cunt. That's why Vicky wouldn't let her shower. She loved
Sara's unwashed, sweaty, sexy smell, especially the smell and
taste from her crotch and armpits.

As Jane lifted up to reposition her cunt over Sara's eager mouth,
Sara looked down at her pale body. There were welts all over her
swollen belly and she jerked as the whip crashed down on her left
inner thigh. Then Jane's musky, sweaty smell and salty taste
engulfed her senses. She licked and sucked, cleaning away a
week's worth of old cum. She nibbled Jane's clit, which while
pretty big, was no where near as large as her own, cleaning the
paste that had built up under the hood, when Jane pulled it back.
Finally, Jane was bucking in orgasm, her belly rippling as sweat
dripped onto the small girl below her.

When she couldn't take it anymore, Jane rolled off Sara with a
big grin on her face and Vicky stopped whipping her sister. Sara
had welts all over her belly, thighs and mons and she was moaning
in pain from the extended time she'd been forced to hold the
enema.

"Owww. Would our little slave like to get rid of all that piss in
her asshole?" "Please Mistress, it's really hurting."

"Well, don't worry. We're gonna make you feel good real soon,"
said Vicky. "Hell," piped up Jane, "I'm ready now. Let's do it
up."

Of course Sara had no idea what the plans for the day were --
aside from those few things that she'd asked Vicky to do to her.
Sara had been begging since her mother left, for a day of severe
clit torture. She'd once told Vicky that she wanted her clit
tortured enough that, for at least a day, she couldn't feel
pleasure from it -- just pain. She was pretty sure that Vicky and
Jane were going to do that for her today. She closed her eyes in
lust, yearning for her clit to be so sensitive, so abused, that
the slightest touch would cause her to moan in pain. She wondered
if she'd be able to cum from having her clit stimulated when it
was too sore and abused to feel pleasure any more.

While she was thinking these thoughts, Jane and Vicky had
released her from her bonds. They flipped her over onto her
swollen stomach and dragged her across the grass to an area of
the back yard that was just a patch of dirt with a sewer drain
right near it. They flipped her onto her back as they got onto
the dirt and it stuck to her wet skin, streaking the back of her
body with mud. Then they retied the girl with her wrists spread
widely and attached to stakes in the ground. Her legs they pulled
wide and back toward her head until her asshole was pointing
straight up. Sara was quite flexible, but the pressure in her
intestines was agonizing. She moaned and whimpered, begging them
to remove the dildo from her ass. Instead, Vicky fitted her
sister with a ring gag that forced her mouth open as wide as it
could go, then a pair of swimming goggles.

"Time for some more fun slave," said Jane with a wide smile.
She stood at Sara's head and squatted over her body with her
asshole over Sara's face. Sara knew what was coming. Vicky knelt
between Sara's widespread thighs and began licking, cleaning out
days of old cum, sweat and urine from between her sister's legs.
Despite the pain in her belly, Sara responded as she'd been
trained. Vicky licked everywhere; her soft, agile tongue scooping
out the accumulated discharge which she eagerly swallowed. Vicky
pealed back Sara's clit hood (pulling hard on the bar that was
pierced through it) and her teeth scraped against Sara's clit as
Vicky cleaned the pasty buildup there. Sara was well on her way
to orgasm.

She forgot about Jane. Right up until the time she heard a loud
moan above her and a torrent of hot, brown sludge splashed over
her body and into her ring gagged mouth. Jane had neglected to
take a shit for several days as well, and now the accumulated
waste, combined with the urine that had been injected into her
rectum, sprayed out of her body with surprising force. Some of it
hit Vicky in the face and coated Sara's glistening, oily cunt.
That didn't stop Vicky though, she just continued to lick and
clean her sister as the young girl's hips bucked and her mouth
filled with Jane's soft shit. After the initial rush, very soft
ropes of shit exited Jane's body, pilling on Sara, covering her
face and neck in filth. With a few grunts and a shake of her
hips, Jane deposited the last of her load, much of it dropping on
Sara's chin and neck, where it slid down into her hair. Sara
started making squealing sounds as she swallowed the shit in her
mouth so that she could breath better. Her sister's tongue felt
so good and she was so close to cuming! She hoped they'd let her
cum.

It was not to be. Vicky knew her too well and stopped when Sara
was just on the edge -- her mouth moving off Sara's sticky cunt
and onto her thighs, where she smeared Jane's shit with her lips,
sucking and licking and swallowing.

Fingers appeared and wiped off the goggles that protected her
eyes and Sara could see a bit. The stink of Jane's shit filled
her nose and mouth and she could see that the enema had
splattered over her body. The acid from the urine stung the welts
that her sister's whip had left on her.

"Well," said Vicky standing between Sara's legs. "We're pretty
hungry, so we're gonna go get some food. Inside." She giggled, "I
guess you're not that hungry since you swallowed all that shit."

Sara groaned. She was really uncomfortable. She never really got
used to not being allowed to shower, smelling like sex and sweat
all the time, her cunt feeling all greasy and unclean. Now, she'd
have to lay here, her stomach bloated with urine and several days
worth of shit, while her sister and Jane went to have food.
Despite Vicky's comment, Sara was really hungry. She knew that it
was part of the torture her sister decided to inflict on her,
though, so she knew it was her place to accept it.

"Don't worry though. You've been a good girl, so we're gonna pull
that nasty ol' plug outta your asshole."

Both Jane and Vicky were grinning at this comment and Sara
realized why they'd placed her in this position. Vicky released
the air from the plug and Sara could feel the enema start to leak
from around it, the surprisingly hot goo slowly running over her
open sex. When the plug was pulled from her ass, a
brownish-yellow fountain shot into the air. It landed on the
girl's body, splattering over it, coating her cunt and face.

Sara could only feel relief as her bowels emptied their contents.
It was short lived, however, as her welts and the sensitive skin
on her cunt and asshole started burning from the combination of
pepper and urine. Plenty of the foul stream entered her opened
mouth and she swallowed, her stomach clenching, and tried to
breath. Her intestines spasmed again and soft, thick shit oozed
out of her to slide across her cunt. Some of it slid off and
landed on her upper chest, while the rest made a deep brown
smudge on her belly and bare mons. Another cramp and Sara moaned
as a few last spurts exited her irritated bowels. Some landed on
her face and she once again swallowed her own shit.

When she was finished, Vicky got between her legs, ignoring the
puddle of urine and shit she was kneeling in and started licking
Sara's burning clit. Sara's discomfort quickly turned to lust as
her sister licked and sucked the shit off her swollen sex. Vicky
knew just how to please her sister and she licked and sucked the
thick, shit covered clit, happily eating Sara's waste and cunt
juice. Sara hoped that she'd be allowed to cum, but Vicky spent
ten minutes bringing her to and keeping her on the edge. Then
Jane and Vicky changed Sara's position, so that her legs were
spread in a wide upside down V, then they staked her ankles that
way. Vicky cleaned off the swimming goggles so that Sara could
see again.

"Well," said Jane, "Even thought it looks like your sister has
eaten..." and she leaned forward to lick Sara's shit off Vicky's
face, "We're still hungry. So we're going to go in, clean up a
bit and eat. Since you decided to eat without us, we'll just
leave you here."

Sara didn't like that idea, but even if she hadn't been gagged,
she wouldn't have protested. She was their toy and they could do
whatever they wanted. What's more, it excited her to know that
they could do what ever they wanted.

So while her sister and her friend went into the house, which
while it wasn't cooler at least was shady, Sara laid in the sun.
It wasn't long before flies found out how helpless she was, as
the shit slowly dried on her body. They weren't biting, but they
tickled. Many crawled over her cunt and she had to keep shaking
her head to keep them out of her mouth. It was torture. Sara
loved every second of it, despite the heat and almost unbearable
smell. Her sister had done her job well, and the thing that was
most on Sara's mind was how much she needed to cum.

Vicky and Jane left her there while they ate a leisurely lunch.
There was no lack of teasing between the two -- Jane spent some
time licking Vicky and eating her asshole while Vicky made some
sandwiches. Vicky pissed into a cup, then Jane added to it and
they shared the urine while they ate. They discussed their plans
for Sara while they relaxed. Their discussion made them very
horny, their excitement rising as they refined their plans to
torture the girl. They went upstairs and set up the things they'd
need for the afternoon.

They finished, then went back outside and looked at their victim.
Sara saw them and hoped that they'd come back to let her up. They
did, but not before Jane sucked at her leaking cunt and Vicky
sucked the shit off Sara's thick nipples. Then they made her
stand there while Jane sprayed her with a hose. Vicky got a
bucket and a brush and using a strong herbal soap, she washed
down her sister. Sara was happy to be clean, but the bristles
scratched her abused skin. Fortunately Vicky didn't use the brush
on her cunt -- Sara was sure that that would have made her bleed.
She liked the smell of the soap though. It smelled musky and
sexy, certainly better than shit. Of course, Vicky teased her
brains out, thoroughly soaping her cunt and asshole, sliding
fingers deep inside her. Her agile fingers lightly pinched and
pulled Sara's long clit, making the girl's hips involuntarily
jerk back and forth.

Finally they finished and brought Sara inside. They put a dog
collar on her neck, wouldn't let her talk and made her crawl
everywhere she went. She was fed a moderate amount of Gatorade
and water from a dog bowl. They also fed her a small amount of
food, peanut butter and jelly, also from the dog bowl. As she
bent over Jane would get behind her and lick her red pussy and
push her tongue into Sara's ass. This kept the poor girl on edge.
When she finished eating, they made her kneel in front of them.

"Well," said Vicky, "We're gonna get started now. I just thought
that we'd let you know that you're not gonna get to cum. Not
unless you can cum from pain. You wanted clit torture, so now
you're gonna get it. So, no orgasm for you unless you can get off
while we torture you. That's what you wanted, right?"

"Yes Mistress," Sara whispered.

Her heart was beating like a hammer and her cunt started to seep
juice. This was what she'd been waiting for for months. She hoped
it would be as fun as she thought it would be. It thrilled her to
know that it didn't matter if she got off or not, her sister and
Jane were not going to be easy on her. Of course, just that
thought made her moan in lust. Vicky and Jane smiled. Vicky
pulled a cane off the kitchen table and whipped Sara with it as
she was made to crawl upstairs to the attic.

While she crawled, Jane elaborated on what Vicky had started
saying. "Of course, we can't just concentrate on your clit."
WHAP! Vicky added a welt to the ones that were already forming on
Sara's ass. WHAP! Sara moaned out loud. That one felt like it had
split her skin. In fact, it had, and Jane's heart quickened in
lust as she watched a small amount of blood ooze from the welt.
"We could do anything to you, of course. Like we talked about
cutting off your clit." Sara froze. That was too far for even
her. "Don't worry though. We decided not to. I mean, if we cut it
off, then how can we torture it? But there are other things we
can do too, and by the time we finish, you might wish that we had
cut it off." Three more blows landed on Sara's ass and another
welt started leaking blood. "Like I said though, we don't want to
do any permanent damage cuz if we do, we can't torture you
later."

They arrived at the attic. It was even hotter up here and more
humid than outside. Jane and Vicky used a spreader bar on Sara's
ankles forcing them very wide. The cuffs on the bar worked well
as suspension cuffs and they hung her upside down, tying her arms
above her head. Then they each picked up a broad strap and began
to strap the girl. Nothing was spared except her face and head.
Vicky even laid the strap on Sara's sensitive feet until the girl
begged for mercy. None was received.

Sara had been beaten before, but hanging upside down was a new
thing. It made her dizzy, and as she was whipped by the straps,
the thick leather falling everywhere, she began to feel like she
was floating. She didn't know how long they beat her, but she did
know that, at one point, one strap was slapping into her opened
cunt, and another was beating her breasts. She remembered
starting to cum, but not stopping and finally regained her
awareness on the floor.

Her body burned and was covered with sweat. Her smell was so
sexy, strong sweat combined with the scent of the herbs she'd
been washed with. And sex, of course, from the other two girls.
Vicky was pretty clean, but Jane had only been cleaned with a
tongue and her sweaty, musky smell was very strong.

They strung her up again, this time head up and Jane turned to
Vicky.

"You know, I've always wanted to lay into a girl with a whip,
while my cunt was being eaten."

Vicky grinned reaching for a nasty cat. "Here ya go!" She dropped
to her knees and took a deep breath, Jane's sexy musk filling her
nose and causing lust to coil in her belly. She looked up. "Feel
free to start on her." She shrugged, "Or me. But I don't have her
constitution, so don't make be bleed, cuz I don't want any
scars."

Jane was surprised, but Vicky just smiled and dove into the slimy
pussy in her face. Sara watched, surprised that her sister had
offered herself to the whip. Vicky liked things rough, that was
for sure, but Sara didn't have it in her to inflict pain. The
whip fell, the hard knots cutting Sara's already beaten skin. She
gasped, her senses confused between pain and lust. Jane
methodically whipped her, front and back, until there were
trickles of blood running down her skin. Every so often, the whip
fell on the teen between Jane's legs. It was such a turn-on to
know that her cunt was still a slimy, stinking mess and a teen
aged girl was getting off on the smell and taste. She hit Vicky's
back again and the girl gasped and pulled away from her cunt.

"Oww, shit that hurts!"

"Sorry," said Jane, "but you said..."

"No, no, it's really great. It hurts, then goes right to my cunt.
Look," she said wiping her hand between her legs. She held up her
palm for Jane to see and there was a puddle of slime in it.

"Oh, God," said Jane. "That's SO hot!"

Vicky smiled and scooped it up with her tongue, bent her head
back with her mouth still open and allowed the thick liquid to
slide down her throat. Jane shuddered in lust.

"God, eat me some more! I wanna cum while I'm whipping your
sister." Vicky dove back to the task. "Mmm, oh, yeah." The whip
struck Sara's flat breast, opening a cut under her nipple. Jane
shuddered as she neared her climax, watching the blood start to
ooze from the cut on the young teen's breast. "Yeah, that's it,"
the whip fell again, this time on Vicky's back. "Eat my filthy
cunt. God, that feels so good. Oh, my cunt must smell so bad!"
Crack, the knotted thongs of the whip fell on Sara's flat belly.
"Do you like the taste of my dirty cunt?"

"Mmm Hmm," came Vicky's muffled voice. The pain from the whip and
the smell and taste from Jane's cunt were pushing her toward her
own climax. One hand was between her own legs, while the other
spread Jane's lower lips, exposing the drooling slit for her to
suck at. She was in heaven, swallowing the thick, salty slime,
and shortly, Jane started bucking in orgasm. Vicky soon followed.

Sara, had had another one as well, when the cut was opened on her
breast. It was getting hard for her to stand now. Being whipped
was hard work, and the girls had really worked her over. She had
dozens of oozing welts all over her back and front. Several were
actual cuts leaking blood that slid down her sweating body.

Jane and Vicky separated, and Vicky stood up.

"God," Vicky said, "that was SO intense. No wonder the little
slut likes it!" They kissed, Jane tasting her salty musk in
Vicky's mouth. Then they looked at Sara.

The little thirteen year old was almost hanging in her bonds,
panting, with sweat pouring off her body. Bruises were starting
to form and she was bleeding a lot. She looked like she was
really hurting, but the white slime that was literally dripping
from her bare cunt, and her rock hard nipples showed how aroused
she was. Vicky pushed the end of a bottle of Gatorade into her
mouth and Sara sucked it eagerly. While she did, Jane grabbed a
bucket and dragged it onto the tarp that Sara was standing on.

"Time to clean you up a bit slut," said Jane when Sara had
finished drinking. She and Vicky grabbed rough sponges from the
bucket. "You first Vic."

Sara wondered why Vicky was grinning as she ran the soaked sponge
over her welted, bleeding ass. She didn't wonder long.

"Oww! Ahh, hurts! Mistress Aww, it stings."

Vicky and Jane smiled, their lust flamed by Sara's squirming and
cries of pain. They'd mixed a lot of salt into the water and
apparently it burned like hell.

"I know it stings, slave. It's supposed to hurt, remember?" Asked
Vicky.

The two girls thoroughly sponged down the bleeding welts on the
young teen, who squirmed and moaned as her body burned from the
salt water. After they finished, they left her to stand there for
a while. Finally, when it seemed that the burning had subsided
the let her down, only to begin tying her to a chair that Sara
hadn't seen before.

"See?" asked Vicky. "Jane likes the idea of torturing you so
much, she brought a new chair for us to use while Mom's away. And
she brought all kinds of toys too. Don't you think that you
should thank her?"

"Thank you, Mistress Jane," said Sara as they started to tie her
to the chair. The chair was made of metal pipes and had an
adjustable back and a cross piece that arms could be affixed to.
They chose not to use that though, and attached her wrists to the
pipe above her head. There was padding on a head rest and on the
bars that her legs were attached to. Straps were used to attach
her belly to pipe at her back. The girls also attached straps
high on Sara's thighs, just above her knees, and at her ankles.
She couldn't move her hips at all when they were finished. They
put a bit gag in her mouth and used it to pull her head and upper
body forward attaching leather thongs to hold her head forward.
This caused the belt around her waist to cut into her thin belly
even more. The whole thing tilted back which angled her
defenseless, wide spread cunt and asshole into a completely
vulnerable position.

"Can you see your pussy nice and clearly?" asked Jane.

"Yesh," said Sara.

"Good," said Vicky. She reached to a small table that was just
out of Sara's range of vision. She waved what she'd picked up
under Sara's face so the girl could see it. Sara began to pant
and more sweat broke out on her body, this time from fear.

"Like we said before, we can do anything we want. And we want to
torture your clit." Vicky smile as she continued. "Now, little
sister, it looks to me," and here she got a firm grip on the
thick ring through Sara's clit hood, "that the piece of flesh
that this ring is attached to, is in our way. It's covering up
that nice clit of yours. So, we're gonna fix that little problem.
Of course, you won't be able to wear this ring anymore, but
that's not a problem. There are a few other places that you'll
have them."

Sara moaned in real fear and a bolt of lust shot through her
tired body. They were going to cut off her clit hood! She was
almost sick with fear, but her body trembled with the biggest
surge of lust she'd ever felt. She almost came from the thought
that her sister and her sister's friend, purely for their own
amusement, were going to cut off her clit hood just because they
wanted to make it easier to torture her clit! And the way her
head was fastened, they were going to make her watch. Sara moaned
and came, white goo almost spurting out of her tight fuck hole.

Jane knelt down with a small jar of clear liquid in her hand.

"This stuff," she said, "is either really great, or really awful
-- depending on your point of view. You see, it's approved by the
FDA, but only for very special cases. Like life and death cases.
It's kinda special, but I'll tell you about it later."

Naturally, Sara heard all this. However, the only thing her mind
would focus on was the fact that they were going to remove her
clit hood. As exciting as that thought was, she was vaguely
sorry. Her hood was quite sensitive and, like her clit, one of
the places that Vicky really liked to torture. She was going to
miss the searing pain of clamps, needles and hot liquids that
Vicky often subjected it to. Of course, now her clit would be
totally exposed, so perhaps this wouldn't be a bad thing after
all.

Jane looked at Vicky and said, "I assume that you'll do the
honors?"

"Hmmm, we can share. It's gonna take more than one cut."

Sara groaned. They were discussing slicing up her cunt and they
were so casual about it!

"Since you're the guest," said Vicky, "You can take this one."

They were now kneeling between Sara's wide spread thighs. Sara
couldn't see where they were talking about because they're heads
were in the way. Then she felt someone tugging on the clit hood
ring. "And I'll take this one."

"OK. I mean, she's your sister, so I understand if you want to do
it all."

Sara was going crazy with anticipation. She couldn't see
anything! Drool ran down her chin and onto her chest, sliding
down her beaten skin in a small runnel.

"No, no, you're our guest. Plus you brought some really cool
rtoys, so it's only fair that you do the first one."

"OK," replied Vicky. "If you insist."

Sara was going nuts with the anticipation, when the other two
girls moved back so that she could see her sex.

"Take a good look slave," said Vicky. "You're cunt's never gonna
look the same again."

Sara did look. Her sex was all red and puffy from arousal and she
could see thick, white globs of cream sliding out of her tight
hole. Her clit, despite her fear, was thick and swollen with her
lust. She wondered what she'd look like after the hood was gone.
Strange, she though. Sara was oddly calm, despite the lust and
fear that flowed through her as Jane approached her pussy with
the scalpel.

"Now you listen," said Jane as she got a firm grip on the bar
through Sara's clit hood. "You're tied pretty good and this
chair's heavy. But if you go squirming too much, I'm gonna cut
your clit by accident. And we don't want that to happen, now do
we?"

Sara didn't respond, her eyes glued to the sharp blade that was
about to cut her skin. It didn't move.

"Do we!?" repeated Jane.

That got Sara's attention. She shook her head no.

"Good. Now here it comes. And I promise you -- if I catch you
looking away, we will cut off your clit."

Sara's eyes were glued to the scalpel as it got closer and closer
to the skin that was being stretched by Jane's firm grip on the
bar. The edge of the scalpel rested on the skin at the top of the
bar. Sara could feel the blade as it entered her skin and started
to slice through it toward her mons, widening the hole that the
piercing bar was through. At first, it didn't hurt, the scalpel
was too sharp. Jane continued to cut until the hood was
vertically split all the way to where the skin met at the top of
Sara's pussy.

Sweat poured off her skin. The cut was starting to hurt. Then,
some of her sweat dropped right into the fresh cut and the
burning got worse. Pain set in and it really, really hurt. She
tried not to move but it hurt more than she'd though it would and
she jerked as another drop of sweat fell. Fortunately, Jane had
already removed the scalpel. They watched her squirm -- she
couldn't move very much, and waited for her to calm down.

Jane handed the scalpel to Vicky and said, "Your turn."

Vicky took it with a gleam of lust in her eyes. "Oh yeah. This is
so hot." She knelt down and looking up at her sister's face she
said, "Does it hurt?"

Sara jerked as another drop of sweat burned the cut. She moaned
and nodded at her sister. Vicky smiled and got a good grip on the
bar that was still trapped in the clit hood. Sara moaned again,
her skin finally reacting to the cut. Vicky used the bar to
stretch Sara's hood, then slowly sliced downward, splitting the
protective hood vertically in half and freeing the piercing bar.
Sara screamed, her sensitive hood sending spasms of pain through
her body. She couldn't believe that she could be this aroused and
not be cuming. She'd never felt anything like this before.

Sara couldn't tear her eyes away from her cunt. Both Jane and
Vicky had their fingers in their cunts stroking the wet flesh as
the watched Sara's reaction to what they'd done to her. Blood was
seeping freely from the cut, and Sara's thick clit was completely
revealed.

Sara had tears running down her face and was panting. Drool ran
freely from the bit gag to drip on her belly and slide down her
mons. Jane bent down and grabbed Sara's outer cunt lips and
pulled them apart. This caused the teen to try and squirm as the
pain from her cut hood increased. More blood flowed and mixed
with the lubricant that Sara was leaking.

Jane looked up at the girl. "If you think that hurt, you're
mistaken. We've only just started with the real torture."

Sara was whimpering and wishing Jane would run her finger over
her newly exposed clit. She knew that she'd cum in a second. She
also knew that they weren't going to let her cum that easily --
if at all.

Vicky handed Jane a small jar. It had some thick fluid in the
bottom and an official looking label on it.

"Like I said," said Jane, "I got this from the hospital. Of
course, I'm not supposed to have it. But we have a bunch of
samples of it because they want us to evaluate it. " She got a
small, soft brush and dipped it in the open jar, swirling the
liquid around. "It's called Quik-Heal and it's interesting
stuff," she continued. "Once put on a wound, it stops the
bleeding and helps it heal real fast -- like in half the time.
The cut never gets infected and it doesn't scar." She grinned.
"That's the upside. The down side is that when it heals, the
nerves are real sensitive and stay that way. I hear it's being
tested right now to see if they can fix damaged nerves with it."

She began painting the stuff on the open wound of the split hood.
At first it felt cool and eased the pain a bit. Sara, in some
distant part of her lust crazed mind, realized that they weren't
going to remove her clit hood. They'd just split it to get better
access to her clit. As Jane stood up, the cut skin started to
feel a little warm.

"The other down side," said Jane with a sadistic gleam in her
eye, "is that in a few minutes, that's gonna hurt worse than
anything you've ever felt. The test subjects said that it feels
like your skin's being peeled off. So now, we're only allowed to
use it on people who are under general anesthesia."

"Don't worry though," said Jane as she patted the wild eyed
teen's face. "They say the pain lasts less than an hour."

The burning had increased and in minutes, sweat began to pour
from Sara's skin. She started to struggle in her bonds and her
soft whimpers turned to screams. It wasn't long before she was
screaming in earnest. Jane and Vicky lay in front of the girl and
leisurely sucked and licked each other's cunts while enjoying
Sara's suffering. All the girls were soaked with sweat. It was
just over 100 degrees in the attic room and very, very humid.

Sara, of course, was suffering the most. Sweat dripped from her
as she writhed in agony. This hurt worse than anything she'd ever
felt. To make it worse, she was forced to look at her sliced clit
hood by the straps that held her bit gag to the cincher belt.
Drool poured from her mouth, but she was unable to do anything
but sit there and absorb the pain. It didn't turn to pleasure --
exactly -- but somehow she was getting pleasure from it. This was
what she wanted. No pleasure, only pain. She thought that if it
got just a bit worse, she might actually cum from it. This was
what she wanted, craved. Any slut could cum from pleasure; she
wanted to be able to cum from pain too.

After a while, her screams died down. The burning began to recede
and her sister and Jane started to notice her again. Vicky knee
walked over to where Sara was bound and began to run her tongue
up her side to her armpit, capturing the small stream of sweat
that was running from the girl's body. Jane smiled and got behind
Vicky, spreading her ass cheeks and licking the salty crack, her
tongue pushing into Vicky's shit hole.

"Now, now," smiled Vicky. "You don't want to ruin things for
later. I really have to go, you know."

Jane moved her tongue lower and as Vicky licked and sucked her
sister's sweaty armpit, Jane caught a large glob of cunt slime on
her tongue and swallowed it. Eventually Vicky released the bit
gag then removed it from her mouth and Sara could put her head
back. She did, stretching aching muscles, rotating her neck. Jane
and Vicky continued to lick the salty sweat from her thighs,
licking and sucking the mix of sweat and drool from her belly.
Jane finally got up and grabbed a bottle of Gatorade.

"Drink up. We don't want you to get dehydrated and pass out on
us. There's SO much more for us to do!"

Sara wondered what else they could do to her. But she sucked down
as much of the liquid as she could because she didn't know when
they'd let her drink again. Jane let her drink, then pulled the
bottle away.

"Well, time for more fun," said Jane running her fingers over the
cuts on Sara's clit hood. She flinched, but the pain was far less
than it had been and it had left a warm glow of feeling that Sara
found very sexy. As she spread Sara's cunt lips wide with her
fingers, she said to Vicky, "Wow! We've got total access to her
clit now. That's gonna make things pretty easy."

Vicky leaned forward looking at it and said, "God that looks so
hot. Her clit's got nothing to protect it." She stopped for a
moment. "I guess that's good for now, but what if it gets less
sensitive?"

Jane smiled, "Don't worry. I got a plan to keep that from
happening. Besides, it's not like it's gonna happen right away
anyway."

"Yeah, you're right. So what's next?"

Jane put a finger which smelled strongly of Vicky's asshole
across her lips and said, "Shhh. We don't want to ruin her
surprise."

Sara was refitted with the bit gag and put in the same position
as before. Then Jane got out something that Sara hadn't seen.

"This was modified by some sadistic person. It's sort of like a
sound, but when you twist this, the end expands so you can't get
it out. Plus it's metal, so there are other things you can do
with it."

Sara recognized it. It was a urethral sound like what they'd used
to fuck her piss hole with before. But this one was thicker and
she saw that when Jane twisted the end, the metal opened up
wider. She guessed that if that happened it would be a lot harder
to pull out. They lubed the metal and Vicky started to fuck
Sara's piss hole with it. This was quite painful, but Sara was
getting into it. Finally, the metal was seated in her bladder and
Vicky twisted the end. That really hurt, since it must have been
resting inside against something when it started to expand. Plus,
she'd already needed to pee before they'd inserted the thing.
Now, not only did her bladder feel full, but it almost felt like
she was pissing. Just without the relief of actually emptying her
bladder.

Vicky held up Jane's panties. They'd tied some string to them and
attached them so that the filthy, crusted crotch was centered
over Sara's nose and mouth. Every breath she took smelled of Jane
-- her sweat, her cum and her urine. Despite the fact that dirty
cunts were her sister's thing, the smells aroused Sara because
she was used to being gagged with her own dirty panties, then
sexually aroused and used. The strong smells had become linked to
her sexual arousal, and Sara realized again that her body was
being trained to react sexually to perversion.

Jane then took a pair of piercing clamps and attached near the
top of one of her outer labia. She got a good amount of skin in
the clamp making sure that the piercing would be quite deep. When
Sara saw the size of the piercing needle her nipples got harder
and she started panting. This was gonna really hurt.

Jane and Vicky took turns sliding the thick needle, then 8 gauge
rings through the six holes they made in her outer labia -- three
to a side. They never touched her clit, never gave her any
pleasurable stimulation at all. They slowly made each hole with a
needle that was a bit smaller than the diameter of the ring, then
forced the ring through. It hurt like hell, but Sara ate it up.
There were no tears this time -- not after the pain she'd endured
from the cuts to her hood.

Still she was panting and hurting quite a bit when they finished.
Vicky looked at her and smiled.

"Not too bad a job. When it all heals up, we'll put one bar
through each set of holes. That'll keep your slut cunt closed
unless I want to use it." Her grin got wider. "Oh yeah, " she
said reaching for the jar of liquid, "Don't wanna forget this.
After all, we want these to heal fast with no infection."

Now Sara began to pant and moan in earnest. She was still
bleeding from the piercings, and since she'd already experienced
how bad that stuff hurt before, she figured that it was really
gonna hurt now. She was right. They slowly painted each ring with
the stuff and rotated them through the new holes, coating the
inside of the piercings. Sara was howling when they finished.

By the time the pain had died down, Sara had her first orgasm
from pain alone. It was a small one, but it had felt amazing.
Still, she feared what kind of pain it would take to give her a
harder orgasm.

"Gee, I'm kinda hungry," said Jane, knowing that Sara would be
almost starving by this time. "Let's go grab some food and give
our little pain slut some time to recover. After all, it wouldn't
do to have her go numb -- especially with the grand finale that
we have planned."

Sara was still a little lost in her own world and she didn't
think about that until the other girls left. Sara stayed in the
heat, her cunt still burning from the piercings, staring at the
metal rings that had been forced through her sensitive skin. She
began to get aroused again just thinking about all the uses those
rings could be put to. Then she started thinking about what Jane
had said just before they left and wondered what else they could
do to her.

The girls came back a little while later, commenting on just how
hot it was in the attic. This was not news to Sara who'd been
suffering in it all this time. Vicky removed the panties from
Sara's face. Sara's sweat and drool had softened the scummy crust
in the crotch and it was smeared on her face and lips. Vicky took
care of that by licking the yellowish cream off her sister. Once
again Sara was given something to drink even though her almost
full bladder was protesting. She wondered when they'd let her
pee.

"Well little slut. We have one more thing to do before we move
outside for tonight's entertainment. I'm sure you're gonna love
it." Vicky was smiling at her sister.

Vicky began to get out the tube and pump that she used to pump
Sara's clit every day. She attached the pump to a hose that was
slightly smaller in diameter than the one she usually used. Sara
watched all this, her small body jerking with sensation as her
clit was finally played with. Vicky was good though, and quickly
attached things to keep her sister from coming close to orgasm.
When she finished, Jane handed her another piercing needle,
somewhat thinner than the one they'd used on her cunt lips. It
wouldn't be any fun if they damaged the nerves in her clit.
Damaged nerves couldn't feel pain.

Sara watched, wide eyed as her sister pulled on the tube attached
to her clit. Then, as far toward the base as she could reach --
very far since there was no longer a hood in the way, Vicky slid
the needle through the thirteen year old's sensitive sex organ.
Of all the things that had been done so far, this hurt the worst.
Sara couldn't thrash, but she screamed loudly as her sister
slowly pushed the needle through the center of her sexual
pleasure. It was almost enough to make her have an orgasm.

But her mouth got dry and she started to whimper when Jane handed
Vicky a short barbell for the piercing. She'd liberally coated it
with Quik-Heal. Sara didn't think she could take the pain from
this.

Vicky bent down and looked into her sister's eyes, which were
showing fear at last. "OK slut, I want you to think on this. You
begged me months ago to hurt your clit so bad that you wouldn't
be able to feel pleasure for at least a day. Well, this is just
the start of what you wanted. Think about that while you're
suffering. We have a few more things planned that we think are
going to hurt even more."

Vicky slid the bar into the hole in Sara's clit as she slit out
the needle. Sara shook and shuddered at the odd feeling of the
bar sliding through her clitoris. It made weird feelings of pain
and pleasure coil in the pit of her stomach. It was like her body
didn't know if she should cum or scream. Vicky removed the hose
from Sara's clit adding to the sensations as her clit enclosed
the piercing bar. Then the burning started.

Sara screamed. Then she came. A huge orgasm that almost caused
her to pass out. There was no pleasure in it, just the intense
sensations. She couldn't think, she could only feel. It hurt so
bad she started to get lightheaded and the world closed in around
her. Nothing mattered but the nerves that were designed for
sexual pleasure sending signals to her brain that made her cum.
Snce the hole through her clit wasn't too big, there wasn't a lot
of surface area for the Quik-Heal to effect, so oddly the pain
didn't last too long. But it was intense. Jane and Vicky were
frigging each other and far gone in their own orgasms that had
been spurred by Sara's screams. Eventually Sara felt like she was
floating, the sexual center of her body throbbing. Each pulse
carrying enough juice to almost give her another orgasm, but not
quite. So each beat of her heart caused the throbbing of her clit
to tease her brains out. When the other two finally noticed her,
she was even more aroused than before from the constant teasing.
And it wasn't something she could escape, since her clit was
throbbing in time with her heart.

The other girls noticed that Sara was a bit quiet and they
checked on her. Her eyes were closed into slits of pleasure as
her body twitched in time with her heartbeat. She was panting and
sort of purring, her voice husky from all the screaming.

"Wow, she's pretty out of it," said Vicky. In truth, she'd never
seen anything like it. Jane had though. She knew what subspace
was -- she'd been there many times herself.

"Yeah, she's into it. I think that we should do the rest inside
though. I don't know if we have anything that'll gag her enough
to keep the neighbors from noticing the noise."

Vicky thought about that for a minute. "Yeah, you're probably
right. Can't have the neighbors callin' the cops. They'd never
understand. What do we do about her now though?"

Jane walked over to Sara and removed the bit gag, then pulled up
the teen's head. Sara's eyes opened and actually focused on her.

Jane grinned and Sara smiled weakly. "Intense huh?"

Sara tried to speak, but her throat was dry. So she nodded. The
girls gave her water.

"Since you screamed so loud on this last one, we're gonna have to
keep you inside for the finale. Kind of a bummer, but you're too
loud."

"I'm sorry, Mistress," came the husky voice. "I didn't know I
wasn't supposed to scream."

"Well you can scream all you want up here, but we don't want you
doing it outside," said Vicky.

"I...I promise that I can keep quiet Mistress. I don't want to
spoil your plans."

"Alright slut. If you don't make a single sound between now and
when we're ready for the next phase, we'll finish up outside,"
Vicky said.

Sara closed her mouth and nodded. Without warning, Jane, who had
picked up a belt, snapped the end right on Sara's open cunt. Her
eyes opened wide with shock, but the only sound she made was a
slight gasp.

"Hmmm. Not bad. But it's gonna get much worse than that. Vicky
dear, hand me that jar. No, not the Quik-Heal, the other one.
Yeah, that's it." She held this jar up in front of Sara. "Now
this stuff is really nasty. It's a type of acid they use to
remove venereal warts. Or rather, they used to. It removes the
warts, but makes any skin it touches really sore for about a day.
Unlike you, most women don't like their cunts to hurt. Now I'm
gonna put some of it on that wonderful clitty of yours. Things'll
start to get real sore in an hour or so, and after about two
it'll really hurt. I know -- I've had it used on me. Not for
warts, just cuz my owner wanted to make me suffer. After all
you've been through -- not to mention the rest of what you're
gonna go through, I guarantee that you're gonna get your wish.
That little clitty of yours won't be very fun to touch for the
next several days."

Sara didn't think anything could hurt more than what she'd
already been though. Jane took a Q-tip and dipped it in the acid.
She deliberately coated Sara's entire clit with it, making sure
to get only her clit. After all, that was what Sara wanted
tortured the most. Once again they left and went down stairs.

At first, she didn't feel anything. She actually got a little
board, although her body was humming with sexual energy. Her
whole cunt was throbbing from all that she had endure. The pain
sort of snuck up on her. It didn't just crash into her body like
the Quik-Heal had. After awhile she noticed she was trying to
move her hips. Her clit was throbbing again and was starting to
feel really sore. By the time Jane and Vicky returned, the
soreness was more pronounced. Her clit felt raw. Jane reached for
the clit bar and tugged. Sara jumped. That really hurt!
"Good," said Jane, "I see it's working. Remember, no matter what,
no sounds out of you. Unless you think you're gonna die or
something. If you can make it until it's time for us to go
outside, then we'll do everything outside. Got it?"

Sara nodded her head. The attached a six ounce spiked weight with
a very short chain to the bar though the new clit piercing.
Initially, since she was lying down, the spikes rested on the
soft open inner cunt lips and the entrance to her hole. They
released her hands, and she let them down, almost groaning in
relief since they'd been locked above her head for hours, then
made her get on all fours. Now the spikes prickled her outer lips
and thighs. They made her crawl downstairs which really hurt. Her
clit was getting more sore by the minute and that damn weight
pulled and tugged it. Plus, as she made her awkward way down the
stairs, the thing swung around sticking her thighs and mons. The
sweat on her body made the pinpricks sting. She didn't notice
that too much though as the pain in her clit kept building.

Once she was downstairs, they made her stand in the middle of the
kitchen, then hooded her. Someone started tugging at the plug in
her urethra, then slowly pulled the thing out. That distracted
her from her clit, even though she was pretty sure that they'd
made the end smaller so they could take it out. A torrent of piss
followed. It sounded like it was being caught in a bowl.

Jane and Vicky puttered around the kitchen making themselves
dinner. Sara was ignored, left in her personal darkness,
sweating, as her clit hurt more and more. She was used to being
slowly tortured by her sister, who would do things that would
hurt more over time. Like being tied tightly in a strenuous
position and left there for hours as her muscles cramped and
ached for release. But she'd never had her clit slowly tortured
like that, and it was making her want to do something. She didn't
know what. It itched, it burned and was just plain sore -- and
getting more so all the time. It was torture because the peak of
pain that she needed for an orgasm was denied her -- there was
just a constant, slowly building soreness. She squirmed a bit and
almost immediately felt the lash of a cane across her ass.

Her breath exploded from her mouth, but she made no sound other
than that. Again the cane landed and she knew from experience
that she was bleeding.

"I don't wanna see you moving at all, understand?" asked Vicky.
Sara nodded her head.

Again the cane cut her skin, this time across her belly raising a
welt that Sara was sure was bleeding.

It was. Jane was kicked back in a chair, one bare, dirty foot on
the kitchen table, frigging her cunt watching Vicky cane her
sister. There was a half empty glass of Sara's piss by her elbow.
At one point, Vicky came over and started licking the dirt off
Jane's sweaty foot, then went back to caning her sister. Jane was
in heaven. Sara was a dream, standing there, silently suffering
(and Jane knew how much that damned acid would be hurting her by
now) the caning from her sister. Her skin was now marked in many
places from being whipped during the day. Her thin body, covered
with sweat that she could smell from where she sat. The mostly
flat chest, with her long, thick, very hard nipples, also had one
or two places that bled. And her cunt was something Jane wished
she could slide her tongue into. She couldn't believe the amount
of sticky, white lube that Sara was leaking. The lips were
swollen and her thighs had pinpricks of blood from contacts with
the spikes. And her clit! Jane longed to wrap her lips around it,
biting and licking it, driving the girl's thin body to orgasm
after orgasm.

She didn't dare do that. For one, it was against the rules that
she and Vicky had decided on, and for another, she really didn't
want that acid on her tongue. She did get on her knees as Vicky
opened another cut on her sister's concave belly and start
licking the blood from Sara's thighs. She almost came from that.
She remembered Vicky telling her that she'd caned Sara like this
before. Jane still didn't believe her since before they started
on her today, there wasn't a mark on her body. Not one single
scar.

Finally, the girls were satisfied that Sara wouldn't scream
outside. Jane was flatly amazed and even Vicky, who knew what
kind of suffering Sara could take, was surprised.

It was dusk by the time they went outside. Vicky and Jane were
both very aroused from the torture that they'd already put Sara
though and the thoughts of what they were going to do to her.
They led her to an area where they'd hammered in six pieces of
rebar to use as stakes. They removed her hood, then lay her down.
Her wrists were cuffed together, then tied to one of the stakes.
Her legs were spread in a wide, upside down V with her ankles
pulled toward her head. They were tied to stakes. To keep her ass
from lifting off the ground, several coils or rough hemp were
wrapped around Sara's belly. The rope had been soaked in salt
water and stung the open cuts on her skin. This was tied off
behind her back, then pulled down between her legs and tied to
another stake. Her nipple bars were replaced with rings. The
rings were attached to a rope that went over her chest, tied
between two other stakes. When it was tightened, it pulled
cruelly on her nipples, turning her slight breasts into painful
cones. A short piece of 2x4 was put under her head, lifting it
from the ground just a bit.

Jane and Vicky each strapped on long, thick, dildos.

"We're really gonna love fucking you Sara," said Jane playing
with her 'cock'. "Of course, I don't think you're going to enjoy
it much."

She walked over to a box and pulled out a clear tube. It was
quite thick, but not as thick as the girl's 'cocks'. Vicky handed
Jane the jar of Quik-Heal and Jane squatted by Sara's head. Sara
could still smell Jane's dirty cunt, even over the smell of her
own sweat. Jane started to coat the tube with the Quik-Heal.

"I have a friend who's a biologist. She's studying the effects of
bee and wasp venom on people. They use these tubes to catch the
wasps in so that they can collect the venom. See, if you turn
this thing here, slits open up. If you piss off the wasps, and
let's face it, when aren't they pissed off, they'll stick their
stingers through the slits and sting whatever's there. Wasps can
sting a lot of times."

Sara started to look afraid, the still rising pain in her clit
almost forgotten. She hated being stung and it always seemed to
happen to her. She never reacted to it, except for the spot
hurting like hell and swelling some.

"So," continued Jane, "we're gonna stick this tube up that little
twat of yours, open the slits, then piss of the wasps. Shouldn't
be too hard -- just tapping on the thing usually does it. There's
only five or six in here, but I bet it's really gonna hurt."

Sara moaned softly and looked away. She winced as her clit
throbbed in lust. She was scared, but really wanted the pain.
That one orgasm she'd had had been mind blowing and she wanted
another.

"Of course, the Quik-Heal should add a whole new element to the
fun." Jane was getting so horny thinking about this. "After we
piss off the wasps and let the Quik- Heal do it's thing, we're
gonna take turns fucking you until it's time for you to sleep."
She paused. "Well, for us to sleep, anyway. I don't think you'll
be getting much. See, we got this other stuff and we're gonna
paint it on your nipples and your cunt. It attracts mosquitoes,
and I'll bet the little bugger's are gonna have a field day.
Don't worry, we'll coat the appropriate areas with Quik-Heal. I
don't know if it'll do anything, but it'll be interesting to find
out."

Sara was really groaning, her body once again firing with lust.
They were going to torture her all night! One thing she did react
to was mosquito bites. The fucking things itched and burned for
hours.

She started to pant as she felt something at the entrance to her
tight hole. Glancing down, Sara saw Vicky working the rough
plastic tube into her body. It stretched her -- but then,
everything but a finger did that -- and the rough plastic scraped
the delicate insides of her cunt.

Jane had removed the strap-on and was straddling Sara's mouth.
The odor coming from her cunt was amazing, and despite
everything, it added to Sara's arousal. Because, despite
everything, she was aroused and getting more so. There was a
clicking noise and Sara felt the tube move inside her. For a few
seconds, nothing happened. An intense burning pain bloomed in her
tunnel. Then another, and another. Vicky was rotating the tube so
that they wasps were able to sting different areas. Sara started
to whimper very softly, her breath coming in harsh pants. Jane
slowly lowered her cunt over the girl's mouth, enjoying the feel
of the suffering girl, rubbing her thick, musky slime all over
it. Sara was repeatedly stung, the pain growing until she had an
orgasm. It wasn't as intense as the one from the piercing, but it
was close. She was having a hard time breathing since Jane's
sloppy cunt was covering her mouth. She came again, a smaller
orgasm, and felt Vicky pull the tube from her body. Jane got off
her face and Sara saw her sister getting ready to take her place.
The burning was just starting as the Quik-Heal entered the
pinholes made by the wasp stingers. Then Sara focused on what
Jane was holding in her hand. It was a smaller tube with a single
wasp in it.

"Guess where this goes, luv," she said with a cruel smile. Jane
was almost beside herself with lust. She couldn't believe this
girl, just into her teens, could take this amount of pain. Vicky
lowered her cunt onto her sister's mouth as Jane moved out of
Sara's sight. Sara couldn't see, but Vicky could and she orgasmed
into her sister's screaming mouth, squirting thick juice onto her
tongue, when Jane touched the open end of the tube to Sara's
clit.

It took quite a while for Sara to calm down. She was sobbing and
shuddering and had quite a few orgasms. At one point she actually
passed out as Jane frigged her swollen clit. It might not have
taken as long if Jane and Vicky weren't taking turns pounding the
thirteen year old's swollen cunt with their strap-ons. Finally it
became clear that Sara was zoning out again and they stopped.

It took a long time for Sara to return to her full senses. Her
entire body was throbbing and she felt dehydrated. They fed her
water and Gatorade, then entertained themselves by running blades
of grass over the girl's swollen clit, just to watch her jump and
moan. Finally, it was time for sleep. For Vicky and Jane, anyway.

While Jane pained Sara's nipples and cunt with mosquito
attractant, Vicky fastened a short, wide, tube in Sara's mouth.
The top of the tube was a clear bowl and Sara figure that, once
again, she'd be their toilet for the evening. She was only
partially right.

"You know," said Vicky as she squatted over the bowl. "I've
really had to shit all day." She farted and giggled as her
asshole began to open. "Actually, I've had to shit for the last
couple."

She groaned as a thick, soft rope of shit flopped into the bowl.
More followed it until she'd emptied herself fully. Jane was
right there, licking and slurping Vicky's shitty asshole,
cleaning it while Vicky rubbed herself off with her fingers. Her
own cunt was getting sore from all the activity today, so she
knew Sara must be in agony. Finally, she turned around and used
her fingers to push some of the shit further into the tube.

"I know you're hungry sis, so eat up. If it's not all gone by
tomorrow morning when we wake up, you'll spend another day
without food. In fact, we'll leave you staked out here all day.
So eat up." She stood and while she licked her own shit off her
fingers, she pissed into the bowl to further soften the pile of
waste in there.

Sara, for her part, was sucking down the bitter glop. It
humiliated her to no end, but of course, that just aroused her.
She had a mini orgasm, feeling her swollen, abused cunt tighten
in pleasure. Or was it pain? Pain, for her, now felt good. As
Jane and Vicky curled up a few feet away under mosquito netting,
she felt the first pin prick of a mosquito bite. She swallowed
more shit, and knew it would be a long, long night.