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Authors name: Anonymous (address withheld)
Story title : Elki the Victim
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PART 3 OF 3
Paul is knocking on the door. Elki manages to spit the
panties out of her mouth and shout for him to get help.
Instead, Paul opens the door and looks in. "Please
untie me." Paul nods but reaches for her pussy dildo
instead. As Paul works the dildo out and in, he has
Elki tell him how she came to be tied up and naked.
When Elki explains what happen to her, Paul is very
excited.
"I'll untie you if you let me fuck you."
"No! No! Never. HELP!"
Paul stuffs Elki's panties back into her mouth and
holds them in while he unzips his pants. Elki can feel
him withdraw the dildo and replace it with a warm cock.
She feels him pump her and then finally his cum flows.
Paul releases her mouth, withdraws, plays with her
plastic cones for a time, and then unties her.
* * * *
Sandy is surprised at Elki's appearance. Looking at
Paul's grin and Elki's torn blouse, it looks like he
raped her, which he did. When Sandy asks Elki what
happened, Elki glances at Paul and shrugs. "I apologize
for my appearance, Sandy. I was raped tonight. If you
want, I can go home and clean up." Sandy shakes her
head and proceeds to tell Paul the whole story. Elki
winces as Sandy tells about Jack's rape and torture.
Finally, she explains Elki's part in the drama. Paul
grins from ear to ear. "Can I help you torture her?"
Sandy gives Paul a strong look and explains that she
will need his help at times, but he is only a
spectator. Elki looks over at the pyramid. Fear grips
her heart.
Elki has no secrets from Paul, but she is still
embarrassed when Sandy has her strip while Paul
watches. Paul can't hold back a whistle of appreciation
when he looks again at her beautiful body. Elki ex-
plains to Sandy what the plastic cones are for. Sandy
examines Elki's breasts carefully and nods approval.
Elki agrees to make a set for Sandy. Sandy strips to
her waist so that Elki can examine her breasts in order
to make the plastic cones.
Elki makes her measurements and writes down some
numbers. Sandy dresses again and then takes Elki to the
pyramid. "Will you help me put you up onto that?" There
are tears in Elki's eyes when she responds. "I will."
Sandy has two ladders ready for Elki. Elki slowly
climbs a ladder and then stands with one foot on each
ladder above the pyramid. The tip of the pyramid is
pointing to Elki's cunt.
At Sandy's command Elki lowers herself onto the
pyramid. Elki holds her pussy lips open and moves up
and down on the pyramid until she is able to take
several inches into herself. Sandy nods and Elki works
more and more into herself until she is squatting low
onto her wooden lover. Without warning, Sandy yanks the
ladders out from under Elki. The pyramid plunges
farther into her until she is resting on her pussy and
clutching her stomach. A painful scream escapes Elki's
lips and dies down to a groan.
The pain is much worse than Elki expected, but she
refused to beg for relief. Sandy grabbed one of her
ankles and Paul grabbed the other. Another scream of
pain is heard when they hang from her legs. This is too
much for Elki. "Please, stop. Please let me off.
Please.
Please."
"Can I send Jack to jail?"
Elki shakes her head and screams in anguish. Sandy
leaves the apartment and Paul waits around enjoying the
view. Several times Paul approaches and feels her
breasts or her stomach or her ass. Paul finally
examines Elki's pussy closely and then he leaves too.
Elki is alone, naked, in terrible pain perched on top
of the wooden dildo. The next hours are hell for Elki.
Several times she gives up and yells for them to
release her, but she cannot get off. Her stomach really
aches from the almost constant rubbing that even her
breathing causes.
Finally, Sandy and Paul return together. They each
take a leg and lift Elki up until the pyramid is almost
out. Elki moans in despair when they lower her slowly
back down. "There are only two more things you must do
to keep Jack free. Number one is to take a pill each
day from now on. Number two is to become an
exhibitionist. I want you to show yourself off. I'll
give you suggestions, but I want you to use your
imagination. Do you agree to these terms?" Elki had
trouble breathing let alone talking. "You want me to
undress in front of people?"
"That is rather simplified, but it captures the spirit
of my command."
"If these are the last two things, then I agree. I
will do as you say."
Paul grins and helps Sandy lift Elki up until she
moans as the pain lessens. Sandy winks at Paul and they
lift and lower Elki in a fucking action that causes
Elki to blush a bright red and cover her pussy with her
hands. When they have had their fun, they lift her off
of the pyramid. Elki's legs are numb. She rubs her
pussy and walks around until feeling returns. "Don't
worry, your pussy will return to normal. Bend over and
grab your ankles."
Elki is so far out of it that she bends over without
thinking. Sandy nods to Paul who pushes a capsule into
Elki's asshole and then runs his finger down to her
pussy and back. Sandy smiles at the look on Elki's
face, winks at Paul, and leaves the room.
Paul is very hard again. He drops his pants and shorts
and starts jacking himself off. When he is almost
ready, he fingers Elki's hole to make sure that it is
wet and then inserts the crown of his cock. Paul
continues to pump himself till he starts to cum. He
then rams his shaft deep into her love hole and
deposits his load. Elki is still out of it and remains
silent through it all. When Paul joins Sandy, Elki
stands up and walks around the room.
Sandy brings a big bottle of large capsules for Elki.
Elki is allowed to dress while they talk about
exhibitionism. Sandy gives her a lot of hints about the
type of clothes to buy and how to wear them. What not
to wear, etc. They agree that Elki will exhibit herself
for one hour each day. She could be in her house, in
her car, walking down the street, etc., but she must be
seen and she must use suggestive actions. This is
foreign to Elki, but she has given her word and she
will do her best.
Elki doesn't know it, but the pills are pseudo-
pregnancy pills. Her body will act like she is pregnant
as long as she takes them. It is a very powerful drug
and will cause her to produce much more milk than a
normal breast-feeding mother does. Thinking about
Elki's possibilities after her milk starts, gives Paul
and Sandy a long laugh when Elki is gone. The capsules
also contain a Spanish fly type drug to make her horny.
Elki's morning sickness will start soon and continue
for a few weeks.
* * * * *
Elki buys several items on Sandy's list and models
them in front of her mirror. Elki is a very private
person and this part of her torture will be hard for
her. The following are entries from Elki's diary for
the next few months:
March 20, 1995---
I am sick every morning now, but it clears up before
noon. I get excited over little things and have started
masturbating a lot to relieve it. My breasts are huge,
I cannot wear the plastic cones any more. The boys that
I meet really stare at me now. I really stand out. Ha
ha...
March 28, 1995---
One of my favorite things to do is to put on a skirt,
button up blouse, and go for a ride in my car. As I
ride along, I begin to look around at the other drivers
while I begin to rub myself. Before long, I'm pretty
wet and pretty daring. I hike up my skirt and undo the
buttons on my shirt. Since I don't have anything on
under them ... Then, I'll just drive along, playing
with myself, and pull up to a few guys. At first, just
ones in cars ... that way they can only see my tits. As
I get more excited, I'll look for a guy in a truck,
pull up next to him, and give him a show. If I'm at a
stoplight, and there are not many people around, I'll
even pull out one of my tits and play with it... I
can't understand what's happening to me, I'm just so
horny all the time these days...
April 4, 1995---
I can feel my breasts getting ready to produce the
milk. I hope they will return to normal when/if the
pills stop. Sandy examines me every week and is very
pleased with my breast growth. I have had to buy new
clothes and bras... I can't seem to get enough sex. I
am thinking about it all of the time now.
April 8, 1995---
Today I dressed for show and went to the grocery
store. I got a few looks from the locals as I got into
my car and then one guy said "Hey baby, how 'bout
showing the rest of your tits". By this time I was so
horny I did not care so I simply undid my shirt and
pulled it off. When I got to where they were standing,
I stopped my car so they could get a good long look and
then drove off. It was great having all those guys just
sit there and stare at my tits. I drove around a little
and flashed a couple more groups of guys. Finally, I
put my shirt on and stopped to get some beer.
Once I got that, I drove home. I just started drinking
and turned on the TV. The cable had those adult movies
late at night so I started watching them. I got
undressed and got out the dildo Sandy gave me. As I
watched the movie, I could feel myself getting wetter
and wetter.
I finally could no longer stand it and reached down and
stroked myself. It felt SO good. I then heard some
noise outside. I opened my eyes and looked around and
then I noticed I had not closed my window. There were
three guys across the way on their balcony watching me
through field glasses. Well, I was a little pissed at
myself for not noticing the window open. I sat down,
faced away from the guys, and started stroking myself.
I am so horny lately that I finally realized that I
liked them watching me (I have never masturbated in
front of anyone before). I put on my robe and had
another beer. Facing the open window, I reached up
under my robe and started stroking my pussy again.
Their eyes just got bigger as they watched. I took off
my robe, faced the chair toward the open window, sat in
the chair, and spread my legs wide making sure they had
a good view. I started fingering myself and playing
with my tits. They just kept watching. Then I started
licking my tits and occasionally licking my fingers
(the ones that were in my pussy of course). I then took
some shaving cream and a razor and shaved my pussy
clean while the boys watched...
April 14, 1995---
I am horny all the time. I even lust after other
women. Today I begged Sandy to let me make love with
her. After I licked her asshole and forced my tongue
into it, she let me clean up and lick her delicious
pussy. I could suck on her forever. I feel like a cow
and my tits have started to leak. Jack likes to milk me
like a cow. I don't care as long as he fucks me
afterward.....
April 24, 1995---
Today I bought a new, very brief bikini. When I put it
on, not only could you see my nipples but my cunt
outline was pretty visible. I went outside to lay out
on the lawn. My nipples were so hard they just shined
right through my top.
Every once in a while I would look around and notice
the guys looking at me. Now, don't get the wrong idea.
I don't have a big ego nor do I think that I have a
super great body, although I have never been
embarrassed about the way my body looks. It's just that
I have always felt that nudity is very sexual when
other people are around. All I did that day was lay in
the sun, watching some of the guys, watching me. But
knowing that they could see my nipples and pussy
through the bikini made me very hot. By the end of the
day, I wanted to go back and fuck myself silly with my
dildo, hell I would have done any of those guys, if
they had had the balls to approach me. It took a lot of
willpower not to call them over...
*
I have taken the pills for over a year, but Sandy
insists that I continue. Sandy will not let me pump my
own milk out. Someone else must do it for me. I will
have to have a showdown with her, because I am soaking
my clothes. It is very painful to be so full of milk.
Sandy has promised me some relief when I am ready. I
hope it is soon. Jack likes to suck my milk and it
feels very good when he does. I need more sex. I have
asked Jack to be with me more, but he says that he is
too busy. On the nights that he comes by with his
friends, I have all the sex that I want for a short
time. On the days that Jack does not come, I yearn for
it late into the night. I get some thrills exposing
myself to strangers, but it is not enough...
Sandy has arranged for Paul to start 'milking' me
every day. I work around his schedule so that I go to
his apartment twice each day.
I never know what to expect except that at some time
during our visit Paul has me crawl onto his table naked
while he attaches the suckers to my tits. The suckers
are not harsh when he uses the low suction. Paul always
adds a little hand action to increase the milk output.
I enjoy being milked. The pressure is relieved and it
feels good. I kiss his hands to show that I like it.
Usually, while I am kneeling and being milked, Paul
fingers my shaved pussy and explores the hot wet
secrets of my clit and pussy hole. He has me hot and
ready by the time I am empty. I suck his penis for a
while and then go to bed with him. These times are
pleasant for me.
Today while I was being milked Paul stripped and laid
under me so that I could suck his penis. He milked my
tits and fingered my pussy while examining my pussy
very closely. Paul has leaned how to turn me on and
today he wanted to watch me grow wet and see my
clitoris come to attention. He held my hole open and
examined my inner pussy. I reached down and helped him
by holding my pussy lips open for him. When Paul had
his climax and crawled out from under me, I sucked his
wet fingers. Paul really likes this part. I suck and
move each finger in and out while he milks me with his
other hand. We both enjoy this part very much.
Today was one of Jack's days and I don't produce as
much milk as Paul wants. Each time this happens, Paul
punishes me with a spanking. Today is no exception.
When I am pumped dry on both sides, Paul shakes his
head and turns the suction up. Now it really hurts, and
I mean major pain. Paul goes back to my waiting ass. I
brace myself for Paul's hand. Paul is trying something
new today and catches me by surprise.
Instead of his hand, I get a whip across my ass. I yelp
in pain and surprise. I look back to watch Paul whip my
tender bottom. The pain is extreme. Each blow feels
like it rips my flesh. He has my full attention now.
When he stops, I am crying. Paul runs his fingers over
my ass to check for damage. When he finds none, he
continues whipping me until his arm is tired. After a
short time I feel my aching tits being sucked inside
out.
When I ask Paul to remove the milkers, he goes berserk
and starts whipping my bare back. The whip goes around
me and slaps my tender breasts. This is a new level of
pain and I don't like it. I reach back and grasp the
whip. Paul simply grabs my hanging tit and squeezes it
hard. I let go of the whip fast. My breasts are
extremely sensitive to touch. I must get him to release
me quickly or I will be in terrible pain for days.
"Paul, you win. I will not resist again. Please re-
lease my breast. If you don't, you might not get any
milk."
Paul slowly releases me. I put both hands down on the
table and wait. I can take whatever he dishes out. I
will show him. Paul backs up and really lets me have
it. My back, ass, and legs receive a terrible beating.
My breasts receive many wild blows. Even my stomach is
red from abuse. When Paul is finished, I am shaking,
and struggling to stay up on my hands and knees. I am
literally weak from exhaustion and abuse. Basically, I
hurt. I don't have the strength to talk. My head is
hung down and I am breathing through my mouth in short
gasps. He didn't break me. I won.
Reason slowly returns to Paul's eyes, and I see fear
for a second. I must look a mess. "I'm sorry, love. I
lost my head for a second. Don't tell Sandy about this.
If you tell her that I have abused, I will get even.
You'll be sorry. Do you understand?" I can only nod.
"Good. Now lets get the last drop of milk out and put
the milkers away." I look down and see the milkers
still attached. My dark circles have been sucked into
the funnel.
As I look at myself, the plain in my tits rises to the
surface for a moment. Paul takes a breast in each hand
and alternately squeezes and pinches my sensitive
mounds working the contents toward the nipples. I can
feel small amounts of milk drip from each nipple. I
look up into Paul's face and decide to grin and bear
it. After several agonizing minutes, Paul is satisfied.
Paul can feel the inner resistance to his will in my
actions and looks. He grabs a milker and yanks it off.
I hear the POP as I feel the terrible pain. I almost
scream. Tears cloud my eyes. I want to rub myself, but
I will not give Paul the satisfaction. Paul grabs the
second milker and pulls slowly this time. The pressure
on my breast tip increases until I can not stand it. I
break into sobs of pain and shame, and frustration at
my failure to keep still. Paul grins at me. Again I can
see the cruel inner creature within him come to the
surface to claim his victory.
With a tremendous burst of will, I gain control of
myself and speak with a thin voice. "Paul, that is very
painful. Please, turn the milker off." The grin
broadens and he continues to increase the pressure
slowly. He is pulling the skin off of my breast. I will
break soon. My resolve is about to break when the
milker POPs off. My hanging tit bounces around and
finally settles down. At last I am free of the constant
torture. I still hurt terribly, but things will improve
from here.
Paul talks to me while he puts the milker away, but I
don't hear him. I remain on my hands and knees trying
to gain the strength necessary to climb down from the
table. Paul has to help me down, because I cannot get
off unaided. I dress and drive home to bed. The next
day I can barely move. I am in tears, just getting
ready for work. For once in my life I am glad that Jack
stays away. When Sandy sees my whipped body, I'll have
to talk hard to save Paul's balls. I really believe she
would have castrated him. She looks on me as her
personal property, and Paul wounded her property...
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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