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Violet's Basement
by Thunder Shark (thndrshark@aol.com)
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Violet had secretly set up her large basement to suit
her special purposes. The plan would start tonight,
with Jenny. (Ff-teen, reluc, bd, tor, sm, piercing)
***
Violet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted
member of the Reed family, her friend Jenny and her
Jenny's step-father had taken her in several months ago
when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn't
hard to get along with those two. They also had been
through a lot after losing Jenny's mother to cancer.
But Violet wanted more than just family status.
She knew that Mr. Reed was very wealthy, with no living
relatives other than Jenny. She knew she could use her
looks and brain to lure him into signing over his share
of the wealth to her. Jenny wasn't the problem. Having
attended private schools most of her life in another
state, nobody really knew her well in the small town
they now lived in. If she where to disappear, little
would be said by anybody other than her step father,
and their where ways to distract him from complaining.
Violet was only 18 but was a beauty already. Her slim
body stood at 5'8", and with the help of some high
heels, she was a statuesque beauty. She had the perfect
ass, both round but trim and a thin waist. Her athletic
shoulders made her large breasts stand out in a perky
fashion, one that attracted any warm blooded man, and
some women for that matter! Her face was that of both
youth and experience, with long blonde hair to give her
a soft look.
The plan had been laid out. She had used her insurance
money to purchase what she needed, and secretly set up
the large basement to suit her purposes. The plan would
start tonight, with Jenny.
It was an early evening for the two 18 year olds. Mr.
Reed was out on business and the two decided to spend
the night in front of the TV watching old movies.
Violet suggested that they warm the house up and lounge
around. Violet quickly ran up stairs and came down in a
slinky negligee, dancing on the stairs like a stripper.
Jenny laughed and clapped as her friend moved, then she
agreed, probably wanting to be a bit naughty like her
friend Violet.
She ran upstairs to find a lacy bra and g-string lying
on her bed, set there by Violet. In moments she moved
down the stairs, trying to top her friend's sultry
moves. As they met at the bottom, Jenny continued,
running hands up Violets legs and over her breasts.
Violet smiled and encouraged her until Jenny laughed
and charged into the living room. They sprawled out in
front of the large fireplace and flipped on the TV.
Violet offered Jenny a drink and, after only a few
minutes, Jenny had slipped off to sleep.
Violet flipped off the TV and began undressing her
friend. The panty and bra slipped off easily, revealing
the trim athletic form of the brunette. Shorter but
well built, Jenny had played tennis for years, building
her body into a wonderful shape. She also had larger
breasts, a fact that caused trouble for athletic bras,
but would serve Violet's purpose well.
It took only half an hour to prepare Jenny. First her
pussy was shaved, then Violet applied a salve that she
had found in Europe. It was designed to prevent any
future hair growth. She spread it not only between her
legs but over her legs, arms and under arms. Finally,
she slipped a thick leather collar around Jenny's neck
and locked it into place. She lifted Jenny onto the
whipping apparatus she had carried up from the
basement.
Her ankles where strapped wide apart to bars at floor
level. Her body was bent forward at the waist and she
was leaned across a padded bar. Her wrists where
strapped to the upper bars that stretched away from the
lower posts. A small winch allowed Violet to pull the
straps tight until Jenny was stretched. Her body was at
a slight angle up, but accessible from all sides,
including access to her dangling breasts. As Jenny
began to wake up, Violet stuffed a huge ball gag
between her teeth and strapped it into place.
Jenny looked around in confusion as she realized her
predicament. As she caught sight of the now naked
Violet, she tried to ask what was happening. Violet
ignored her, running her hands over the girl's body.
She tweaked her left nipple and, as Jenny flinched in
pain, took note of the quality of the bondage. Finally
she took a long cat-o-nine tails and displayed it in
front of Jenny.
"I'm sorry to tell you, Jenny. But you are now my slave
girl. No, this is not a joke. I've decided to train you
to service me, then I will sell you to an overseas
bidder." Violet smiled as she began to swing the whip
through the air. "First, though, I want to show you
what will happen if you disobey."
With that she let the whip fall hard on Jenny's back,
leaving wide red welts across her skin. Jenny flinched
hard, screaming behind the gag. But Violet continued,
laying down an even line of whip marks across Jenny's
back and ass. After half an hour, there wasn't a spot
unmarked. She stopped and Jenny collapsed into her
bonds, breathing heavily.
But Violet wasn't done yet. She switched to a heavy
leather tarse and moved to Jenny's side where she could
see the first stroke flying up from underneath to land
on her hanging breasts. The hard leather cut a streak
into her soft skin and Jenny tried to pull away as she
screamed into her gag. But the bonds where too tight
and her body too taught and her motion appeared only as
a slight quiver. The tarse flew up again and again,
laying marks across Jenny's belly and breasts. Finally,
after another half an hour, Violet stopped.
Tears flowed steadily from her friend's eyes now,
falling to the floor after running across her soaked
cheeks. Violet had stopped but wasn't finished. Jenny
raised her head in time to catch her moving behind, her
image reflected in a pane of glass across the room. The
tarse flew up again, but this time between her legs to
land on her newly shaven pussy lips.
The metal contraption nearly flew up in the air from
the force of Jenny's reaction. The second and third
blows brought a primal scream that pierced through the
rubber gag and echoed through the room. By the 30th
stroke against her now swollen pussy and asshole, Jenny
collapsed in her bonds, fainted. Violet smiled as she
examine the tortured body before her, then quickly
untied her for the next step.
Once again Jenny couldn't move a muscle, but this time
she was spread eagle, her toes inches away from the
ground but unable to provide support. The basement was
dark and foreboding, a sharp contrast to the warm mood
of the rest of the house. Jenny had woken as Violet
finished her most recent bondage. Violet had chained
her well, to the point that she was both extended as
wide as possible, yet also as immobile. The gag was
still in place, preventing any complaints.
New tears poured down her cheeks as she watched Violet
collect a new tool. She glanced down at her nipples and
winced at the sight of the permanent jewelry Violet had
installed there. Two thick rings pierced her breasts
just behind each nipple. The ends had clicked together
to form a seamless ring of titanium. In addition,
Violet had run a thick skewer of steel through the
middle of each nipple, then forced a small rod into the
hole.
The result was two piercings in each breast, one ring
and one rod. She could feel her clit throb from both
the whipping as well as the new ring that adorned her.
She had passed out as the special punching tool had
pushed a wide hole through her clit. She woke to feel
Violet placing a similar ring there. Now, she
approached with a new set of equipment. Another
punching tool was slipped around her septum and with an
intense pain and a click, she now had a wide hole in
her nose.
As Jenny tried to clear the tears from her eyes, Violet
had slipped two small metal plates into her nose. They
fitted perfectly on each side of her septum, with a
hole in the middle fitting over the new hole in her
nose. The tool was modified then slipped back into her
nose. She could feel a new pressure at the four corners
of the metal plating then another series of sharp
pains.
She quickly realized that Violet had riveted the plates
directly to her septum! Some more fumbling, then Violet
removed her grip on Jenny's head and, as she pulled
back, she could feel a new addition to her face. A
thick, shiny ring hung loosely from her nose, nearly to
the bottom of her upper lip. She could feel how the two
plates locked together and held tight. She began crying
again as she realized the permanence of the rivets.
Violet released her legs, allowing Jenny to stand on
her sore feet. After a moment, she returned with an
extreme pair of shoes. Like ballet shoes, these boots
forced her to walk on her toes! But rather than toe
shoes with blunt noses, these had pointy ends that
nearly matched the stiletto heel.
Violet grabbed one of Jenny's feet and slipped the form
fitting rubber shoe on. As her toes reached the end,
she could feel how they would be crushed together to
mimic the pointy end. Violet pushed them on hard, then
used the straps to force them further into place.
In addition to straps that replaced laces, another
strap circled her heel and pushed her toes deep into
the point. Even before the straps where secured, she
was in pain. Violet completed the picture with the
other shoe, then admired Jenny's body as she pranced on
her toes.
Lowering a chain from the ceiling, Violet used a clip
to connect it to Jenny's nose ring. She then released
Jenny's arms. Though she was free, she was far too weak
to struggle effectively and Violet quickly slipped a
strap around her elbows and pulled them together. Jenny
winced as her arms where pulled together behind her and
her shoulders where thrust out. It was a position she
could just handle, but made her feel even more exposed
than before. Another strap circled her wrists and held
them tight.
As a final touch, Violet added a strap above Jenny's
elbows and pulled until her shoulders could not flex
back any more, locking this strap in position. Taking
the slack out of her nose ring chain, Violet stood back
to admire her new prize. She smiled then lifted a floor
length mirror into view for Jenny. The newest slave
girl had to force her eyes down to look, fighting the
ring in her nose to lower her chin enough for a view.
She could see a tall brunette, in painful ballet boots,
her arms strapped severely behind her at elbow and
wrist, dancing at the end of a chain connected to a
shiny nose ring, her large breasts bouncing in reaction
to her struggles. The light caught a gleam off the
rings in her clit and nipples. Jenny began to cry.
Violet only smiled and, leaning close to her body, gave
the clit ring a sharp twist, then left Jenny for the
night.
Stage two of the plan was easy. Mr. Reed, though twenty
years Violet's senior, was like any man. It was
impossible for him to resist a beautiful girl. Just
before he was to arrive home, Jenny had prepared
herself, dressing in a long silken dress that displayed
her breasts well. It wasn't hard to interest Mr. Reed,
despite his knowledge of her mere 18 years. He wanted
her, like any man, and within half an hour, they where
in bed. He liked it rough, she found to her pleasure,
holding her hands above her head as he thrust deep into
her young pussy. Soon, he was spent and Violet left him
to sleep.
After Mr. Reed left for the day, Violet unlocked the
basement and went down to visit Jenny. She found her in
the same position, dangling from her nose ring. She had
become somewhat accustomed to the severe shoes since
she was now standing on them, keeping pressure off her
new septum plates.
Violet could see a thin layer of sweat had covered
Jenny's body throughout the night and a new sign of
fear was evident on her face. Violet unhooked her nose
chain, reattaching a leather leash to the ring and
pulling Jenny toward the stairs.
After three hours, Violet swung open the sauna door to
check her slave. After leaving the basement, she had
bathed Jenny then slipped on a tight latex body suit.
Jenny tried to struggle, but the ten hours of bondage
left her arms useless, and the hours on her toes took
all energy from her legs. Two, thick rubber blowup
dildos had been forced into her pussy and ass, then fed
through holes in the suit.
Violet pumped the dildos up until the pressure of the
rubber bladder was stretching both her pussy and ass.
After the suit was pulled and stretched over her body,
Jenny looked like her skin was made of latex. Before
rebinding her arms, Violet slipped on a thick rubber
corset and laced it into place. Finally, new straps
circled her wrists, above and below her elbows, locking
her arms into the same useless position.
A bigger ball gag was forced as far into Jenny's mouth
as possible, leaving half the ball sticking out.
Leather pads where placed over her eyes and foam
earplugs filled her ears. Small plugs where pushed deep
into her nose, a thin tube protruding from each for
breathing. A thick rubber hood was slipped over her
head and laced into place. Additional rubber straps
circled the hood, covering the eyes and then the mouth.
The mouth strap was pulled hard, forcing the ball even
deeper into her mouth until the entire ball was forced
between her teeth. Jenny took this binding quietly,
half out of fear, half out of defeat. Leading her on
her toe shoes toward the sauna, Violet had attached a
chain to the top of the hood and then to the top of the
sauna, holding her on her feet.
A bucket was hung between her legs, supported by the
laces to her corset. A small hose was inserted into the
bucket then water was turned on, creating a very small
trickle. With that, Violet gave the dildos an extra
pump for good measure, turned on the sauna and left.
Now, three hours later, the bucket was nearly full. The
weight of the water, as a result, had pulled the
lacings of the corset progressively tighter, reducing
Jenny's waist to a small 21 inches. She looked like a
rubber hourglass! Her breath came as short gasps
through the small tubes in her nose as she struggled to
inflate her crushed lungs.
Violet tied off the strands to the corset, stapled them
together to hold them fast, then removed the bucket. An
added torture, much to Violet's pleasure, was the
weight of the water on Jenny's toes. The water had
added an extra fifty pounds of pressure on her already
tortured feet. As Violet unhooked the chain from her
helmet, she collapsed to the floor.
The second night was even easier. Guilt had risen in
Mr. Reed and, as he arrived home, summoned Violet for a
talk. But she was prepared as he stumbled through his
carefully thought out speech. Her robe dropped to the
floor, revealing her attire. She had bought a latex
mini dress that clung to her perfect body. She had worn
her highest heels, their six inches sculpting her legs.
Mr. Reed was putty as she dropped to her knees in front
of him and took him into her mouth.
For three days Jenny was kept in harsh bondage. The
latex suit, blowup dildos and corset had stayed on her
body for the duration, only the hood was removed. Each
hour, Violet would add a single pump to each dildo
until they had expanded to capacity. Though painful,
the goal was being accomplished, stretching Jenny's
virgin asshole and pussy wide enough to handle any
cock.
Violet played off Jenny's absence to Mr. Reed, saying
she was off with friends. Instead, Jenny had spent one
night bound into a tight form under her step father's
bed. Violet had the best orgasm knowing that her
lover's step daughter was directly beneath them as they
made love, unable to move or call out.
Violet took this opportunity to discuss Mr. Reed's
upcoming birthday, and the surprise she had in store
for him. He pushed for details, as she knew he would,
but she would only say that it would satisfy some of
his primal urges.
The second day consisted of Violet placing Jenny in a
bondage chair, bound into immobility with heavy leather
straps. Her arms had not been untied since the day in
the sauna. She found herself, in this case, unable to
avoid Violet's torture. She would ask, "Are you my
slave girl?" and, as Jenny would not respond, Violet
would produce a thin rod of stainless steel and slowly
push it through the thick latex and into Jenny's
breast.
After an hour, Jenny's breasts looked like pincushions,
with many small spikes piercing her delicate skin
through the latex, as well as several long rods that
extended through one breast and into the other. In the
end, Jenny agreed to anything Violet would do to her.
The third day was sex training. As Mr. Reed left for
the day, Violet started with pleasuring a female,
namely herself. Jenny was placed on her knees, still
bound tightly in latex and toe shoes, as Violet pushed
Jenny's face into her hairless pussy. With steady
encouragement by way of the heavy tarse, and threats of
spikes through her breasts again, Jenny slowly learned
how to bring Violet to orgasm.
Later, she was laid on her back and Violet sat on her
face, pushing her asshole onto Jenny's tongue. This
time, coercion came by way of the tarse on her pierced
pussy, a much quicker and more effective encouragement.
By noon, Jenny was begging to lick her pussy and tits.
Violet had invited several gentlemen over, and with
little conversation, they pushed their cocks into young
Jenny's face. By the end of the day, she had not only
orally pleased all the men, but also taken each into
her pussy and ass.
Finally, the big day had arrived. Mr. Reed had been
reminded of Violet's surprise and was planning to be
home early. As he left, Violet released Jenny from her
suspension. As a final proof of her ability to punish,
Violet had suspended Jenny in the basement.
For twelve hours she had hung from her breasts, leather
straps had been wound around the base of them until
they looked like black latex balloons. As her toe shoes
lost touch with the floor and the winch clicked into
its final position, Jenny was begging for release.
Violet admired her slave girl, dangling in the center
of the room, her arms mercilessly bound behind her, and
ignored the cries as she again climbed the stairs and
left her.
Jenny was truly submissive now, having felt the depth
of Violet's cruelty. It was hard to believe that an
eighteen year old could control another with such
intensity. Still wearing the corset and latex, Jenny
was led by the nose ring to the shower where she
collapsed to the floor. Violet released her arms for
the first time in three days and slipped off the latex
suit.
Rather than holding her up in the large shower stall,
Violet had installed a small cable winch and she pulled
the cable dangling from the center of the shower to the
floor. Clicking the clip to Jenny's nose ring, she
began cranking. Once the slack was removed and her body
began rising, Jenny found energy to lift herself off
the ground, if only to release some of the pressure
from her abused septum. Violet was pleased with the
strength of Jenny's nose modification. Attached
directly to the cartilage, the metal plates made her
septum very strong.
She could imagine the many punishments she could
inflict on Jenny in the future with just her nose ring.
Once on her toe shoes again, Violet rinsed off her
slave girl's body and washed her shoulder length black
hair. Jenny simply stood there, perched on her punished
toes, dangling from her nose ring.
Once dried off again, Violet produced a new method to
bind Jenny's arms. Three inch wide steel bands had been
lined on the inside with a thin sheet of padded
leather. Violet pulled her arms behind her back with
palms facing each other. Slipping the first band around
Jenny's wrists, the two ends met. One end had three
holes while the other had three small rods welded into
the metal. As the two where joined, Violet used a tool
to complete the rivet connection.
The snug bands welded Jenny's hands together. Another
band was stretched around her lower arms, just below
the elbow. The final band consisted of two smaller
bands that went around each upper arm, just above the
elbow. A length of banding stretched between the two.
Violet used a hex wrench that fit in an access hole in
the middle.
Slowly the band was shortened and her upper arms where
forced closer together. Jenny squirmed against the
harsh bondage as she felt her shoulders forced back
farther than ever before. Finally, Violet stopped.
Re-checking all the rivets she turned to face Jenny's
tear strained face.
"I'm sorry to say you won't be using your arms for
quite some time. Get used to this concept. I just
finished riveting your arms together." Violet smiled as
she watched Jenny struggle in panic then give up as she
realized the validity of Violet's claim.
As the time neared when Mr. Reed would return for the
nights activities, Violet began preparing Jenny. A
large rubber ball was forced into Jenny's mouth before
a thick leather hood was stretched over her head.
Lacing it tight, Jenny's skin looked like it was made
of leather when she was done. A strap stretched across
her mouth, forcing the ball entirely in her mouth.
Rather than a blindfold, her eyes where covered with a
pair of dark smoked plastic lenses. Much like welding
glasses, her sight would be limited. A wide leather
posture collar fit around the base of the hood,
covering her throat. Violet took the opportunity to
check the straps on the toe shoes, pulling them tighter
and forcing Jenny's toes deeper into the pointed toe.
Finally, she led Jenny upstairs toward her step-
father's bedroom. The room had been transformed into a
moody sex den. All the lamps had been draped with sheer
scarves, giving off soft light. Jenny was pushed to the
floor in the middle of the room. A heavy ring had been
installed into the floor there and Violet attached a
chain from it to Jenny's collar.
Well trained, she had dropped to her knees and sat
upright, her legs spread wide to show her shaved pussy
and pierced clit. Violet quickly dressed into a slinky
leather dress that fit snug over her curvaceous body.
Hearing the front door open, Violet leaned over to the
newly submissive Jenny.
"Don't forget, my dear. I can cause you great pain if
you disobey." She could hear Jenny's muffled whines
beneath the tight leather, but she nodded in agreement.
Violet smiled, stroking the smooth layer of leather
then darted downstairs.
After half an hour, Violet appeared, leading somebody
into the room. Jenny could see shapes, but no faces
through the dark glass over her eyes. Her ears
partially blocked, prevented her from recognizing
voices well, though she could hear the conversation. It
took only a few moments before the guest leaned close
to examine his birthday gift. Jenny jumped when her
step-father's face pushed toward hers to admire the
bondage.
"I hope you like her, Mr. Reed," Violet cooed as she
watched him circle Jenny.
"You say she's a slave girl," he asked, amazed at the
cruelty of her position.
"Yes, she is," Violet answered, "She was given to me
awhile ago and I've trained her for you. I would like
to offer her to you for awhile. Perhaps a month or so."
Mr. Reed smiled as he took hold of Jenny's nipple ring
and twisted lightly. "I would love to, Violet. But what
would Jenny think?" Violet could see Jenny's body tense
at the mention of her name, perhaps thinking she might
be rescued yet.
"I forgot to tell you. Jenny decided to attend summer
school. She won't be back for three months." Mr. Reed
smiled, not noticing Jenny give up for the last time.
"Well, let's get started. She really loves to be fucked
in the ass. And you probably want to whip her as well."
Violet smiled as Mr. Reed took over. As she sat in the
corner chair to watch, she could hear Jenny begin to
whimper through the heavy gag as her step-father began
with a hard smack to her ass.
The End
I welcome any comments or questions. My ultimate goal
is to produce a film from this story. Of course much of
it would have to be faked! If any ladies are interested
in participating, let me know! TS
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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