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NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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SEXY SACRIFICE
Chapter Two
Cindy pressed a hand to SophiaÕs belly. She admired her nails as she
did it, which was strange, flashing back to the day before when she had
sat primly in a nail salon, watching as a Mexican woman painted her
fingertips and polished them. Now these same fingers, which had seemed
so modest in the salon, were used to push the poor Russian girl back
against the stone post. Cindy picked up a length of rope from the table
next to the post. She ran it through the bronze shackles restraining
SophiaÕs hands and then looped it around the hard pillar, so that the girl
was bound to the pillar by her hands, which were trapped behind her.
Next Cindy picked up a plastic face shield. Admittedly they did not
have these in Atlantis, but she wished to use one now, for the girl was
valuable and she did not want an errant blow of the whip to strike her in
the eye. Cindy fitted the face shield over the top of the girlÕs head, where
a plastic band sat like a headband on the girl, so that the shield, hanging
down, covered her face.
ÒMedical personnel wear a shield like this, to protect their eyes and
their mouth from squirting blood,Ó Cindy said to the girl. The girl only
caught the word ÒbloodÓ and it made her shiver. Yet she did not protest,
as she felt the shield slide down over her. ÒHow brave you are!Ó Cindy told
the girl. She wanted to kiss her cheek but now the shield was in the way.
So she simply smiled, and patted the girlÕs flat belly.
Cindy stepped back. She picked up a whip from the table. It was
long and coiled, and she uncoiled it carefully, running it through her
fingers like a prized artifact. When she had it loose and free, unstrung
from its coil, she struck the floor with it.
WHACK! The sound of leather upon the floor made even the men
jump, causing their rudely displayed organs to quiver.
Turning, a smile playing on her lips, for she savored the idea of
tormenting this poor Russian girl, Cindy said to Raul, ÒI shall mark her
tummy first, as Gral or Konan might have done in ancient Atlanta, putting
weals over the surface of her womb in an attempt to damage her internal
organs, her organs of birth. She would be unfit for child bearing then,
though few slaves lived long enough to bear children. At least, the
prettiest ones did not, for they were too valuable as lambs for the feast.Ó
Raul, his penis protruding from his pants, drew a cigar from his coat
pocket. He took out a lighter also, an expensive ivory lighter, from the
tusk of an elephant, and he lit the cigar. He gave it a contemplative puff.
ÒWould not Gral strike her bosoms first?Ó Raul asked. ÒThey are
soft and fat. They would weal most easily. Blood could be issued from
them, if they were struck hard enough. Or perhaps her thighs should be
struck. Her upper thighs. They too are soft, and seem more easily
damaged than her belly.Ó
Cindy put a hand to SophiaÕs tummy. She pressed. It was like
pressing on a pillow.
ÒYou, sir, have known too many older women,Ó Cindy told Raul. ÒIt is
true that as a woman gets older, in order to keep her belly flat, she must
exercise. But Sophia is only 16. Her belly is still flat owing entirely to
her youth. She does not have to do endless sit-ups to keep herself trim.
She is trim naturally. So even though her belly is without fat, smooth and
perfectly flat, it is not hard. It is as soft as a babyÕs bottom. Feel if you
like.Ó
Raul stepped forward. He put his hand to SophiaÕs womb. She
watched, her eyes fluttering fearfully behind her plastic face shield.
ÒAh yes,Ó Raul said. ÒWhat you say is true. But I should still rather
see the breasts struck. It would be crueler.Ó
Still holding the whip, Cindy put her free hand to one of SophiaÕs
breasts, then the other. Each one she hefted in her fingers, feeling its
weight, its softness. She watched as the tip of each bosom rose in
response to the attention she gave it. She smiled.
ÒYou would have me mark, deliberately, such perfect gourds as
these?Ó Cindy asked Raul. Her grin widened. There was something about
RaulÕs directness, his crudeness, that thrilled her.
Raul reached out and took SophiaÕs right nipple between his large,
masculine fingers. He pinched it and rolled it as one might handle the tip
of a cigar. ÒYes,Ó he said. ÒIn truth, I should like to take one of those
bronze scimitars to her, and slice open her nipple, and the flesh of her
breast that supports it. I should like to see you tickle her breasts with
your tongue, and then score them painfully with the whip, and then I would
deliver the coup de grace, cutting her open with the sword. But I must
restrain myself in such matters. I realize this. So I will watch you strike
her belly. And I will enjoy the gasps and pretty cries that issue from the
girlÕs lips as she watches, through the face shield, her body being marked.
And if a blow should curl upward, and accidentally strike her bosom, on
the underside of the curving flesh if not on the nipple itself, I will not
reprove you. In fact I will reward you, giving you some extra dollars
before I leave.Ó
ÒVery well,Ó Cindy said. She patted SophiaÕs belly. ÒHold still,Ó she
told the girl. She loved the idea of being offered extra compensation for
marking SophiaÕs breasts. Not for the money, which she cared little for.
Rather it was the idea of hurting the girl in such a way, for money, that
pleased her. It was so wicked! Cindy bent and kissed Sophia on her tummy
reassuringly, all the while knowing she would be extra hard on the girl,
deliberately extending the punishment to her breasts, because she was
being paid more.
ÒWait,Ó Raul said. ÒDo not start yet. You are forgetting a place even
more important than her breasts. I should like to see her cunt exposed, so
that an errant whip stroke might blast her there also, and make her swoon
with the pain of it.Ó
ÒSir,Ó Cindy said. ÒIf I pull down her panties, freeing her slit from
the gusset which is wedged up within it, she will no longer be threaded.
So then when she wiggles, from the blows of the whip, there will be
nothing teasing her spot.Ó
ÒYou have a point,Ó Raul said. He leaned down, looked between the
girlÕs thighs. ÒWell, I can see her pussy lips already, since her panties are
actually stuck up between them. Perhaps that will be enough, if the whip
simply lands on her outer lips. But this vee of material in front has to go.
I wish to see her mons. I will give you a bronze knife and I want you to
slice up her panties, cutting away all the fabric except that single strand
which is necessary to keep her threaded, splitting her cunt and travelling
up her ass crack.Ó
It was with a crude sense of excitement that Raul got up from the
bed. It was morning, three days after SophiaÕs ordeal. He remembered
well how she had squirmed as Cindy beat her belly, watching through her
face shield as the damage to her tummy increased. Then there were the
ÔstrayÕ blows, knocking her bosoms about, or cutting deep between her
thighs. The girl had swooned from these. Cindy had been forced to use
smelling salts to revive her.
But that had not been the end of it! After replicating the punishment
to her front, as might have been done in ancient Atlantis, though
admittedly on a wood rack, which had long since disintegrated from the
passage of time, Cindy was flipped over. She was beaten on her bottom.
She stood at the post, craning her head back and watching as the whip
repeatedly struck her hiney, making her jerk and scream. Then she was
turned again, like a chicken on a spit, being basted. Now her panties were
yanked down. They were left coiled round her thighs as Cindy, taking the
electric wand, used it to shock the poor girl in her cunt. She alternated
the wand with her fingers. So Sophia was at an emotional precipice,
taunted one minute by the wand, encouraged to cum the next minute by the
seeking fingers of CindyÕs hand. Amidst this alternation between pleasure
and pain the girl spasmed in a series of orgasms. Raul would have loved to
tighten the noose round her neck at this moment, snapping her neck at the
moment of her greatest pleasure. But he did not. Instead he rubbed
himself until his jism splattered upon the floor.
ÒSir,Ó Cindy observed, when Raul had finished his release. ÒYou have
put yourself out of the running for SophiaÕs bottom.Ó
ÒDamn!Ó Raul swore. Quickly he reached over to the man beside him.
He took hold of his cock.
ÒHey!Ó RaulÕs companion cried. Raul wanted to use a bronze sword on
his friend but he contented himself with his hand. With vigorous strokes
he quickly made his friend cum. To the manÕs dismay he watched as his
seed spurted onto the floor.
ÒWe are finished now,Ó Raul said, taking his hand from the manÕs
cock. He walked over to Cindy. He wiped the manÕs jism that had spilled
onto his hand on her behind. She whimpered at his rudeness. Was she a
dishrag? A dishrag for sperm? At the same time she felt excited by his
manner. He was so DIRECTLY crude. It thrilled her to have such a
masculine male in her life. She decided to see what other games he might
play.
And so now as Raul rose from the bed, in the morning, and reached
for his undershorts, having showered the night before, he remembered
where he was, and his purpose in coming here.
ÒYou will be forbidden to wear pants,Ó Cindy had told him, the night
before, as she lingered in his bedroom, before chastely locking him in for
the night.
ÒBut surely--Ó Raul had tried to protest.
ÒNo!Ó Cindy snapped. ÒDo not speak. You will undress and give me
your clothes. Then you will go down the hall. There you will find a bath
tub, already filled with water, hot water, and full to the brim with
bubbles. You will bathe in it. Afterward you will dry yourself and you
will come back to your room. Then I will lock you in. I will not kiss you, I
will not ÔserviceÕ you. And I will not fuck you. You will simply get in your
bed and go to sleep, or try to, with your penis all hard and full of longing.
Do not sleep on your stomach. You are not to awaken and find that you
have had an ÔaccidentalÕ discharge. You are to keep yourself whole until
morning. Full and ready for whatever the morning may bring. You will not
be permitted to bathe in the morning, as a way of keeping you from
spurting during the night. So, donÕt spurt. I will be able to smell it on you
in the morning if you do.Ó
ÒWhat happens then? Do we have an orgy?Ó Raul asked, his voice
snide with derision. Cindy grinned.
ÒAh, poor man! Always seeking release for your penis. No, sir, there
will be nothing as simple or enjoyable for you as an orgy. You will be
naked around the waist to allow my girls to admire your stiff erection. If
you spent, you would lose this beautiful object which you now so randily
display. So you will be forbidden to spend. At the same time you will also
be forbidden pants, for we wish to admire you. And we wish to tease you,
not to the point of discharge but enough to keep you constantly aware of
yourself, and hard. Yes it should be an interesting day tomorrow, with
your cock constantly on view, and always made to feel lust, yet deprived
of that... what did you call it? That coup de grace which would allow you
to find relief.Ó Cindy smiled. ÒOf course there is always the option of
simply allowing me to remove that pesky member of yours, with a knife.
Please let me know if you wish to pursue this option. How delightful it
would be to slice up your big sausage for breakfast!Ó
Raul shuddered. He hoped Cindy didnÕt truly share his own perverse
desires. It was one thing for him to dream of cutting up a female. But for
a female to cut up him? That was an entirely different matter. At least,
he hoped it was!
There was a knock at RaulÕs bedroom door. He flinched. He had a
continuing need to pull something, anything on. Yet he was forced to
acknowledge the knock standing naked next to his bed, still feeling the
effects of sleep on his body.
Cindy unlocked the door. She stepped inside. She saw an insolent
young man standing naked beside a rumpled bed.
ÒDonÕt you know how to make your bed?Ó Cindy asked the young man.
Raul frowned. ÒDo you expect a young girl, perhaps pretty Sophia, with her
virgin bottom, to come and make your bed for you?Ó Cindy asked Raul. ÒIÕm
afraid thatÕs not possible. You see, she is otherwise engaged. Turn around.
Pick up that remote control on your bureau. Turn on your T.V. and sit down
on the end of your bed. I will let your bed remain as it is for the moment.
I want you to see what we have to offer here for your visual
entertainment.Ó
Raul did as he was told. He felt a special perverseness in allowing
himself to be ordered about by this 26-year-old woman. She was two
years his senior, which made him feel younger than he was, at 24. He felt
almost as if she were his mother, and he was her buck naked son.
Raul zapped the T.V. with the remote. It glowed. As it came to life
he sat his naked buttocks down on the end of his bed. Quietly, Cindy sat
down beside him. She was dressed in a modest skirt and blouse, like his
mother might have been in younger days. She reached over and patted his
erection, conscious of his need but not offering him anything more than a
quick pat, a fleeting touch of her fingers. She then put both her hands in
her lap as Raul was struck by an image of Sophia greeting a man at the
door.
It was the front door of the house. A closed-circuit camera
displayed the girl smiling at the man who entered. He was middle-aged.
He had grey hair, in contrast to SophiaÕs bright blonde hair.
Sophia took the manÕs hand. She led him down the hall, the cameras
in the house following her as she walked.
ÒYes,Ó Cindy said, turning to Raul. ÒThere is a camera in this room.
In the room Sophia enters she will be able to see you on her T.V., if she
turns it on. In this way everything is private, yet nothing is, for while
people may hide behind locked doors the cameras in the house record
everything, for posterity and for the active contemplation of my other
guests.Ó
Raul cleared his throat. ÒSheÕs still a virgin, isnÕt he?Ó Raul asked.
He watched as Sophia walked into a bedroom. There was a bed with straps
hanging from it, from the corners, black straps. A person might be held
down, even as they enjoyed the comfort of the soft bed and its white
sheets. The man entered behind Sophia. She locked the bedroom door, so
that she could share the room with him in complete privacy. He turned on
the T.V. To RaulÕs dismay he saw himself on the T.V., sitting beside Cindy.
Sophia smiled. She began unbuttoning her blouse. The man said
something to her and she indicated, with a pointing of her finger, a drawer
in the bureau. The man opened it. He took from it a large dildo.
ÒYes, she is virgin,Ó Cindy said. ÒBut after this morning she will not
be. The man is a doctor. He is going to see that she is properly opened, so
that I may use her for pleasure. Last night I attempted to have a young
man, some ruffian, with money to spare, take her cunt. He found her too
tight. Perhaps she was not relaxed enough, or he was too excited, or
maybe her hymen is too thick. In any event I cannot wait any longer. She
fetches a high price for her virginity but only if the man in question can
fuck her. The ruffian was disappointed. I suggested he try her bottom and
he found that equally difficult. So I was forced to take him myself, and
then to give him a refund. Not of all his money, of course. He had gotten
to enjoy me, but I am not a virgin. So now I have found a doctor. He will
open little Sophia, so that I can put her to work.Ó
Raul watched as the grey-haired man took a second dildo from the
bureau. It was black. It had a series of knobs strung along a pencil-thin
shaft. Each knob was bigger than the next. Raul realized that the deeper
the dildo went, the more width would be required of the opening into
which it was being put. The first knob was quite small, like a small
gumball. The next was the size of a big gumball. The next was bigger
still, like a rubber ball a child might toss in her hand. And the knobs kept
getting bigger from there, until the last was as big as a manÕs fist.
The other dildo was flesh-colored. It had a small, sharp-looking
penis tip to it. Then the penis head flared, growing thicker toward the
flange. After the flange the penis narrowed slightly, forming a modest-
sized cock. The item was not particularly thick, until the base. There it
widened to a considerable size.
ÒIt will split her lips quite well if he is able to get that much of it
in her,Ó Cindy observed of the dick.
ÒThat black thing looks wicked,Ó Raul said.
ÒYes that is for her bottom,Ó Cindy said. ÒIt will progressively
stretch her anal ring, and what lies behind, until she is full all the way up
into her guts.Ó
ÒI should like to have a crack at her,Ó Raul said.
Cindy rose from the bed. She opened a drawer in the bureau in front
of them, the bureau on which the T.V. they were watching sat. She took
from the drawer a feather. It was a big, plumed ostrich feather. She sat
back down next to Raul and ran the feather over the length of his dick.
ÒYes of course,Ó Cindy said. ÒBut you spilled yourself on the floor,
you were so excited by her. And other men have been equally excited, even
cumming as they attempted to insert themselves into her. That is why
this doctor will do her now, not using himself, but the two dildos. The
dildos are specially constructed to go up a young, recalcitrant girl, as you
can see. At the same time, even if the doctor should become overly
excited, and lose himself, it will not stop the forward progress of the
dildos, for they are impervious to pleasure.Ó
ÒSo she will be fucked in both ends at once?Ó Raul asked.
ÒYes,Ó Cindy said, still whisking the feather over RaulÕs erection.
ÒBoth ends. At the same time. She will get a sense of what it is like to
be stuffed.Ó Cindy laughed. ÒShe will feel rather like a turkey, I imagine.
But then I can have her working on that same bed by evening, entertaining
men, and earning money with her holes, instead of disappointing men with
her tightness.Ó
Sophia undressed. The doctor watched Sophia as she undressed, as
did, upstairs, Raul and Cindy. When the girl was naked the doctor gave her
a moment to brush her hair. She did this sitting on a small stool in front
of a mirror. Then, taking the girlÕs hand, the doctor lifted Sophia from the
chair, and led her to the bed. The mirror reflected the tense line of her
bottomcrack as she walked to the bed. She knelt on the bed. The doctor
arranged Sophia on the white sheets so that she was kneeling, her face
down flat on the sheet, her ass lifted high. He laid her hands beside her
head. Then he used straps to tie her into this position, binding first her
wrists, then her ankles, using the straps that were already fixed to the
four corners of the bed.
Sophia shivered as the doctor, stepping away from the bed, put
vaseline on the dildos.
ÒIÕll try not to make it hurt too much,Ó Raul thought he saw the
doctor say. The cameras provided only a picture, without sound, but Raul
could see the manÕs lips moving. Sophia nodded. She did not say anything,
simply nodded and waited.
ÒAt last!Ó Cindy breathed.
ÒShe is not done yet,Ó Raul said, looking at the woman.
ÒNo, but she will be,Ó Cindy said. ÒGood heavens, I have disappointed
more men with that girl! Either they spurt at her beauty, as you did, or
they spurt trying to enter her. She has caused me so much! I think itÕs her
modestness, and her nervousness. I donÕt think thereÕs anything physically
different about her. Perhaps her hymen is a little thicker. Maybe God gave
her a slightly narrower rectum and a tighter anus, but--Ó
ÒShe has a deliciously small bottom,Ó Raul observed.
Cindy sighed. ÒYes thatÕs true,Ó Cindy said. ÒShe should be
developing a maturity there, a bit of fat, but her hiney is still small and
impudent, like a childÕs.Ó
ÒThere. He is kneeling behind her now,Ó Raul said. He watched the
still-clothed doctor get on the bed. Raul swore. ÒIÕd rather that was me,Ó
he said. Cindy looked at him. Specifically, she looked at his member.
ÒYou think you could squeeze that big thing up her?Ó Cindy asked.
ÒAdmittedly I thought you might, at the museum, using it as a kind of
battering ram. But frankly, dear, it is too big. The black dildo, with its
gumball-sized tip, is best for coaxing her rear hole open. And that sharp-
tipped cock will wedge itself nicely into a through her hymen.Ó
ÒA bayonette would do both holes quickly and easily,Ó Raul laughed.
ÒA knife?Ó Cindy said. ÒAlways you seem mesmerized by knives.
Well, they mesmerize me a little too, I suppose, ever since I read that
book about Atlantis at 16. But a knife would render her unfit for future
play. This way I can have her tight little ass and cut working hard by
evening, sucking up the sperm of men like yourself.Ó
ÒOh? Are you going to let me get at her?Ó Raul said. Cindy was still
teasing his big dick with the feather and he felt an unfortunate tremble in
his loins.
ÒOh my God! Are you cumming?!Ó Cindy cried a moment later.
ÒI-- I didnÕt mean to!Ó Raul gasped.
ÒGood God! The very mention of her ass being available to you has
set you to spending!Ó Cindy gasped. And indeed, even before little Sophia
tasted the plastic cock or the black dildo in herself, Raul, upstairs, was
shooting out all over CindyÕs expensive rug. Some of RaulÕs sperm even
splattered the screen of the T.V.
ÒDamn!Ó Raul swore.
ÒI am going to have to train that thing of yours if you canÕt control it
properly,Ó Cindy told the 24-year-old man.
ÒIÕm telling you, it wasnÕt intentional!Ó Raul replied.
ÒLook at the mess youÕve made on my carpet! Oh, God! Oh, God!Ó
Cindy lamented. On the sperm-splattered television, Sophia could be seen
uttering a heartfelt scream.
ÒThere! She is getting it!Ó Raul cried. Immediately he put his hand
to himself. He began pulling on his erection. Seconds later, a new issue of
sperm shot forth. He was standing up now, facing the television directly,
and as a result his whole load went flying straight at the T.V.
ÒWhat?! YouÕre cumming AGAIN?!Ó Cindy gasped. Then, lifting her
hands to her face, dropping the feather, she cried, ÒYouÕre getting it all
over my T.V.!Ó
ÒWell at least IÕm not getting it on the carpet,Ó Raul said.
ÒI should keep a dog,Ó Cindy said. ÒEven a puppy would be less of a
mess than you are.Ó
As if the Gods wished to spare her, to save her for themselves,
something happened suddenly downstairs in the room. At first Raul,
staring fixedly at the screen, thought Sophia was simply resisting, as she
had resisted so many times before. She lurched upward. The bonds round
her wrists caught her and checked her movement. As a result she was half
up, half down, rising from her crouch on the bed, but stopped. She would
not have been able to rise at all except that, when her wrists were tied,
her arms were arranged next to her head in a bent-elbow position. Now
her elbows were as stiff as the bonds would allow. Her face was no
longer pressed against the sheet but was lifted into the air. Beneath
herself her bosoms, no longer pressing against the bed, wobbled anxiously.
Her risen nipples scraped their tips against the sheet as her breasts
swung in a sexy pendular motion. Raul saw Sophia try to close her legs,
which the doctor had insisted be positioned apart from each other. The
straps round SophiaÕs ankles prevented her from bringing her feet or her
calves or thighs together. As a result she tensely compressed her bottom,
or tried to, drawing in the cheeks as much as the bonds holding her would
allow.
A moment later Raul saw the reason for SophiaÕs alarm. A big
shaggy dog had entered the picture. Its unexpected arrival caused the
doctor, who had just been testing SophiaÕs anus with the black dong, to
drop the implement on the bed. In his other hand he still held the plastic
cock. He waved it at the dog, to try to shoo it away. The dog followed it
with interest. Then he lunged upward, and put his front paws on the bed.
He bit at the thing, nearly catching it in his mouth.
Upstairs, Raul laughed. ÒThat damn dog thinks the dildo is a bone,Ó
Raul told Cindy. But the woman was already up off the bed, leaving the
feather behind, and rushing for the door.
ÒOne of the girls must have let Rover into the house,Ó Cindy said, and
swore. She was through the bedroom door a moment later, and Raul,
holding his cock, found himself gazing at the feather sheÕd used on him. He
wished he were still being teased by it, or, even better, he wished he was
downstairs with Sophia. To his dismay he heard Sophia lock his door, from
the outside. How strange it was to be a prisoner like this, stripped naked
and with his sperm all over the rug!
In a little while the problem with the dog was solved and Sophia,
who had not been untied during the disturbance, was once more kneeling
submissively on the bed. Her face was pressed against it and her bottom
was arched high. Tremulously she squeezed the cheeks of her ass, and
released them. The rolling of her eyes in her head showed that she was
anticipating the entry of the black dildo in her. It lay menacingly on the
sheets, under the curve of her offered behind.
The doctor knelt behind Sophia. The bed dipped under his weight.
The girl shivered visibly. But her bosoms were once more pressed to the
sheet and so Raul, still watching upstairs, was not treated to a view of
their heavy wobbling. As Sophia waited with squashed breasts and a
pretty, trembling behind, the doctor, who was still holding the fake
plastic cock, picked up the anal dong. He checked it to make sure it still
had a good sheen of grease on it. Then he aimed it at SophiaÕs sphincter,
between her spread cheeks, and he urged it upon her.
Hoping now to delay the inevitable, Sophia suddenly arched up. No
dog appeared this time. Instead Raul saw her mouth these words, into the
camera which was surreptitiously recording the event: ÒI need a dwink!Ó
That is how Raul seemed to interpret her words, with her pretty childish
lips mangling the ÒrÓ in ÒdrinkÓ, turning it into a ÒwÓ. The doctor laughed.
He knew SophiaÕs request was probably only a ruse, to delay her
impalement, but he decided to indulge her. Once more he got off the bed.
He was gone for a few minutes, leaving Sophia to kneel tensely on the bed,
her face once more dropped to the sheets, her bottom unable to do anything
but remain high in the air.
The doctor reappeared. He was holding a glass. Raul guessed that
the glass contained water, though, given the anxiousness of the girl, he
would not have been surprised if the doctor had filled it with vodka
instead, to forcibly calm the girl. The doctor had gotten a straw from
somewhere and he now dropped this into the glass. Then he presented the
glass to Sophia, who lifted her head slightly from the bed. The girlÕs
pretty lips closed over the tip of the straw. Gently she sucked on it. Her
pretty eyelashes gazed thankfully at the doctor. He smiled. Then Raul saw
him shiver and, in a sudden, unprofessional impulse, the manÕs hand
dropped to his crotch.
To RaulÕs surprise, the doctor unzipped himself. He was wearing a
white lab coat and he brushed aside the flaps of this coat. A moment later
his penis appeared, stiff and hard. It breached his unzipped pants and
waggling stiffly in the air. Sophia, sucking on her straw, let go of it with
alarm. Then she smiled softly. Something within her must have
surrendered at that moment, for she next recaptured the straw with her
lips. She continued to suck. All the while she gazed at the doctorÕs penis,
smiling as she sucked on the straw and clearly entranced by the fleshy
member.
When the glass was empty, Sophia still kept the straw in her mouth.
The doctor reached forward and prised it from her lips. Raul thought he
saw the man give the girl a gentle reproof. Then he set the glass aside, on
a bedside table. Sophia gasped for more, but the doctor ignored her. He
went round behind her and got on the bed again. Now, however, he was no
longer the antiseptic white-coated figure heÕd been before. In addition to
holding the black dong, and the plastic cock, he had his own well-built
member randily displayed.
Sophia trembled at the array of cocks all aimed at her arched-high
bottom. She squirmed, and tried to fall on her side. But the straps caught
her. The doctor seemed displeased by her latest attempt to evade him and
he rose up from the bed.
The blonde smiled. She thought sheÕd saved herself again, and she
seemed almost to giggle at how she had once more come so close, only to
skip away at the last moment. But the doctor was angry now. He dropped
both the plastic cock and the black dong on the bed. He reached into his
lab coat. Raul could not hear the sound, but Sophia must have: a sound of
leather being rapidly withdrawn from belt loops. The blondeÕs happy
countenance changed to one of fear. The doctor frowned. SophiaÕs eyes
took on a stricken, defeated look. There was a flash. It was a flash of
leather, and Sophia yanked herself upright as the doctorÕs belt struck hard
upon her bare bottom.
SophiaÕs young lungs screamed. The cry caused her bosoms, once
more hanging freely beneath her, to shake like big cantaloupes caught in a
vine-wrenching storm. The girlÕs bottom contracted, as much as the
straps would allow, and her eyes bulged in her head. The doctor was not
satisfied with a single blow. He gave her another, and Sophia cried out in
dismay as she felt the belt snap sharply against her hiney.
Even as Sophia let out a second scream, her face turned toward the
bedroom door. The doctor looked too. A moment later two women
appeared. One was Cindy, still wearing her skirt and blouse. But she had a
teacup in her hand, as did the woman standing beside her, who looked her
age and was also dressed as she was. The women sipped gently on their
tea cups as they regarded the naked girl on the bed. Cindy said something
to Sophia. The girl must not have responded properly for a moment later
Cindy placed the tea cup sheÕd been drinking from on a small plate she held
in her hand. Then she walked over to Sophia and, balancing the tea cup on
the plate, she used her free hand to slap the girlÕs face. At once Sophia
pressed herself back into a submissive crouch on the bed. She put her
cheek against the sheets. She dipped her back and offered her bottom.
There was a new flash of leather. The doctor struck Sophia again
and, like an unbroken horse, the girl flew up from the bed. Cindy reached
forward again and grabbed the girl by her hair. She forced SophiaÕs head
down. She shoved her face rudely into the sheets. The doctor let fly again
with the strap. Sophia felt it, tried to rise, but Cindy kept her hand on the
girlÕs head, pressing her face into the cool solace of the sheets even as
SophiaÕs bottom was heated by the strap.
The other woman, still drinking her tea, laughed. Cindy said
something to the woman, while keeping Sophia face-down on the bed, but
Raul could not make out what it was. The other woman laughed again.
The doctor continued to apply the strap to SophiaÕs bottom. The girl
writhed and cried out but the straps held her in place and Cindy, whose
fingers were slim but whose grip was firm, kept her facedown on the bed.
Finally the doctor tired of swinging the strap, or perhaps he thought the
recalcitrant girl had suffered enough. But of course she had not begun to
suffer, as Sophia quickly realized, for the moment the doctor laid down
his belt on the bed he picked up the black dong and the plastic cock.
Sophia looked back. She must have said something impudent, hoping to
anger the doctor, and Raul knew the reason: awful as the strap was, it
could not deflower her. But the doctor guessed SophiaÕs logic and ignored
her remark. In fact, he grinned. He said something to the girl, and Raul, in
his imagination, interpreted it as,
ÒSassy bitch. Do you think that you can stop me with disobedient
words from your mouth? You are not the first girl IÕve trained, though
perhaps you are the prettiest. No, say what you like, but you will not get
any more of the strap. Now it is time for you to feel something inside you.
What is a strap, however harshly applied, compared to the jutting
intrusion of a fat dong in your backside?Ó
Sophia screamed. Cindy let the girl lift up her head, only to slap her
and force her face to the bed again. The doctor put a hand to SophiaÕs
bottom. He urged her cheeks to offer their crack. Opening her, he pressed
the dildo to her anus. Then, with deliberate slowness, he began to push.
Gradually the girlÕs sphincter gave way. She could not stop the doctor,
much as she tried to close herself against him. The doctor was
implacable, never easing the pressure, only increasing it.
ÒYou see, the other men tried to stab her,Ó the doctor said to Cindy.
(Or at least thatÕs what Raul interpreted the man as saying, gazing at his
lips.) ÒThey tried to bayonette her. A knife would in fact go right up her,
but the men in question were not equipped with a knife. Each of them was
using his cock. They were too big for her, and too hasty. This way,
pressing slowly, with a narrow-tipped dong, there is no way this girl can
refuse me. It is a matter of the sphincter itself. It is a muscle. She has
this little ring contracted, but for how long? Inevitably it must tire. But
the dong never tires. Hence she must at some point give way, as indeed
she is doing now.
Raul watched with excitement as Sophia suddenly yanked herself
upward. She did it despite CindyÕs hand on her head. She gave a shout, her
pretty lips opening wide and her eyes bulging. At the same moment, the
dong, pressed to her bottom, suddenly disappeared. Not the entire length
of it but the first ball, and the slim portion after the first ball.
ÒThere. I have got the first bit in. She is breached!Ó Raul thought he
saw the doctor say.
ÒDo not neglect the cunt,Ó Raul thought he saw Cindy answer. As she
spoke she grabbed the girlÕs head and forced her once more to kiss the bed.
The doctor picked up the plastic cock. He shoved it hard against SophiaÕs
offered fruit. As Raul watched the girl gasp he saw the end of the cock
slip up within the girlÕs thighs. SophiaÕs gaze showed intense alarm; at
the same moment as the cock stabbed her, the dildo in her ass jolted
forward, and she was made to take a second ball in her ass.
There was a sprinkling of blood on the white sheet of the bed as
SophiaÕs hymen was breached. The plastic cock was wedge-shaped at its
tip, and Raul imagined there was, located there, a small slim razor, to cut
through the girlÕs resistant cherry. But perhaps there was not, for once he
was through her hymen the doctor just kept on pushing, jamming the cock
deeper into Sophia as he forced the black dong, with the multiple balls,
further and further up into her ass.
Sophia wore pretty black shoes. Her legs were sheathed in fine
stockings of silk, black silk, that matched her shoes and the cocktail
dress draped over her young figure.
ÒShe has been newly opened, this morning,Ó Cindy said to the
assembled guests. Sophia blushed as she listened. Raul listened too, on a
T.V. upstairs in his room. Workmen had come in the afternoon and added
sound to the closed-circuit T.V. system in CindyÕs home. Raul had been
tied to the bed as they worked. One of the men, letting himself into RaulÕs
room to check his T.V., had gasped at the sight of Raul lying on his bed,
with all but his cock restrained.
Now Raul was free, as free as his cock had been in the afternoon,
when the workman had seen him lying on his bed naked. He was standing in
front of the T.V. He was imprisoning as much of his cock as he could in his
hand. He rubbed the stiff pestle of flesh, and he looked forward to
shooting at the moment Sophia was surrendered to the guests.
There were three of them, two women and a man. Sophia blinked as
she saw the women and turned to Cindy.
ÒI didnÕt know--Ó she began to say, in her broken, newly-learned
English. Cindy smiled.
ÒYou didnÕt know that women would pay to enjoy you? Oh but
darling, my clients are quite diverse. I have no rules regarding them. Any
who can afford you may have you. Previously I have fed and clothed you,
and given you someplace to stay, and entertained you, and you had to do
nothing. Admittedly we tried a few times to have you opened, but you
were resistant and the attempts quickly aborted. But now that you have
been speared, in both places, you are ready to go to work. I charge a high
fee for you so you will not be like a common trollope, selling her body over
and over all the long night on the street. You will be able to work in
private. The guests will come to you. But we must begin now, and you
cannot pick and choose. Satisfy yourself with the fact that your high
price keeps you in the hands of the better element of society.Ó Cindy
caressed SophiaÕs hair. The girl was wearing her hair in a pony tail and
Cindy checked the black bow that restrained her locks, drawing them into
the pretty tail that made the girl look like a horse in the paddock.
Sophia turned to the guests as Sophia arranged her hair. She
attempted a smile. Her long lashes fluttered and, lifting a glass that
someone had just put in her hand, the man stepping forward to fill it, she
said, awkwardly, ÒDo you enjoy living in Mexico City?Ó
There was a sound of a leather bag being unfurled. SophiaÕs head
turned. Her eyes opened wider. She gaped at a leather hood. Cindy had
moved away from her and had taken the hood from out of a drawer. She
snapped it again. Sophia, holding her drink which she had yet to taste,
asked,
ÒWhat is that?Ó
ÒYou have a beautiful face but it is a distraction,Ó Cindy told the
young girl. ÒTonight we wish to concentrate on your body.Ó
Before she could sip from her drink, the hood was placed over
SophiaÕs head. The girl let out a small cry as she felt her face plunged
into darkness. Through a hole in the hood her nose protruded, once Cindy
had arranged the bag on her head, but there was no hole for her mouth and
the eye holes had flaps tied over them.
ÒI- I canÕt see!Ó Sophia wailed.
ÒYou do not need to,Ó Cindy answered. ÒTry to maintain your balance.
I know your heels are high. But do not worry excessively about it.
Someone will probably catch you if you fall.Ó In fact Cindy was fairly
certain that someone would catch the girl, but she did not want to give her
a complete assurance, lest Sophia use falling as an escape from what was
to happen next.
ÒOh, but I do not like this!Ó Sophia whined. There was an unzipping
sound. Cindy was drawing down the zipper at the back of the girlÕs dress.
ÒIt is not a question of what you like or donÕt like, young lady,Ó
Cindy told the girl. ÒIt is a question of what our guests like or donÕt like.
The women this evening, and the man, wish to partake of your body. They
do not need to see your face.Ó
Sophia felt herself bared. Her dress fell to her ankles, while the
hood clung hotly to her head. One of the women took a bottle of baby oil
from her purse.
ÒOh, but we have not been introduced!Ó Sophia gasped, inside the
blackness of her hood, clinging to her cocktail glass and dreaming of fancy
parties with sophisticated conversation.
ÒWe do not need to be,Ó the woman with the baby oil answered. She
put down her purse. She uncapped the baby oil and squirted it into one of
her palms. Then she greased her other hand as well. She handed the bottle
to the woman beside her. The second woman did the same, wetting her
hands with the oil. Then she handed the bottle to the man. He unzipped
himself and drew out his cock. Quickly he oiled it as Raul, upstairs,
unseen by the guests, grabbed more vigorously at his penis. When the man
in the room with Sophia had wet his dick, he put oil on his hands.
ÒLet us begin,Ó one of the women said, in a guttural voice. Sophia
nearly leapt out of her shoes as she felt six hands clap themselves to her
body. The hands were not discreet. One pair went to her breasts,
squeezing them as if they were fruit in the grocery, being tested for
ripeness. Another pair went straight to her mons, and inquired between
her legs in a diligent fashion. A third pair of hands grabbed her buttocks.
ÒOoooh!Ó Sophia shouted, as she felt a finger penetrate both her
newly opened holes.
ÒStand still!Ó Cindy snapped. ÒLet the guests feel where they may.Ó
ÒOh but it hurts!Ó Sophia shouted. The glass in her hand wobbled and
suddenly fell from her fingers. It shattered upon the floor.
ÒTsk! Tsk!Ó Cindy said. ÒYou shall have to be punished for that.Ó
Sophia swooned at the hands probing her body. The finger in her
bottom hole removed itself, but was quickly replaced by another. The one
in her cunt slipped out and a second entered. She quickly grew wet at the
assault, for she was young and it did not take much to excite her. SophiaÕs
nipples sprouted stiffly into the hands clasping her breasts. She felt her
love button buzz hotly between her legs, even as she bit her lip at the
rudeness of the fingers entering her.
There was laughter. Sophia could not see what was happening but
Raul could. The man in the picture had lost control of himself. Cindy
quickly fetched a rich silk handkerchief. She held it under the head of the
manÕs swollen cock, catching his essence as it spilled from his dick. He
watched too, as did the two other women, who briefly let go of Sophia.
ÒItÕs just pre-cum, I think,Ó the man said.
ÒOh poor boy,Ó Cindy replied. One of the women picked up her
cocktail glass, which she had set on the floor. She poured the remains of
it over the manÕs penis.
ÒPerhaps this will cool you down,Ó the woman offered, as the man
felt the iced contents of the glass splash his cock. The liquid added to the
wetness of the silk kerchief.
ÒHe is still hard,Ó Cindy said, after waiting a moment. She kept the
kerchief under the manÕs erection but ran her finger lightly over his
length. ÒPerhaps it was just pre-cum,Ó she said.
ÒIÕm-- IÕm not sure,Ó the man stammered. ÒBut I am still hard.Ó
ÒGood,Ó Cindy said. ÒPreviously I treated men like cattle, hoping to
make them cum so I could be rid of them. But finally I realized, what is
the use of charging a moderate fee, and wasting a man, only to replace him
with another? All in the same night? So now IÕve doubled my fees and
that means IÕm here to help you. Try to hang on. We have a long night
ahead of us and it can be quite delicious if you keep yourself hard.Ó
ÒHe is still erect,Ó one of the women observed.
ÒYes. Good,Ó Cindy said. ÒUnfortunately our author isnÕt.Ó
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