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THE CONTEST
Karen, Julie and Kim were about as close friends as any three
fifteen year old girls could be. They had grown up together in their
rural New England community and had much the same interests as most
girls their age. Although none were still virgins, they didn't have
any steady boy friends. Sex was great but at fifteen they valued
their freedom more than a long term relationship with any of the
local farm boys. Julie and Kim had experimented with lesbian sex a
couple of times but only from lack of anything better at the time.
All in all they were normal average teenagers.
Julie was probably the most attractive of the group with her
long auburn hair and green eyes but that's not to say Karen or Kim
were by any means unattractive. Karen was slender, about five foot
three with brown hair and eyes while Kim was more of a dirty blonde
with dark eyebrows that made her blue eyes absolutely captivating. In
short, the gene pool had been good to all of them.
Karen's parents had been killed in an unfortunate accident when
she was only thirteen and now lived with her uncle Bob and his wife.
Although her uncle was really nice and treated her like his own, for
some reason she had never been close with him or his wife Pat. They
got along real well but that's about as far as it went. Needless to
say when Bob and Pat decided to visit Pat's family over Christmas,
Karen was only to happy to stay home and take care of the house while
they were gone.
As school was out for the holiday's, Karen called her two girl
friends to come over as they would have the house to themselves and
could kick back and do whatever they want. A short while later they
were all kicked back enjoying the warm living room and Saturday
morning TV. "Has your Uncle got any good videos?" Julie asked,
obviously bored with whatever was on TV, "Probably not, but if he
does, they'll be in the upstairs bedroom," replied Karen, "lets go
look." After searching through the small selection of videos, Kim
picked up a cassette with no label and looking at Karen asked, "what
do ya suppose is on this one?" Karen shrugged and said "Let's go pop
it in and see."
After several minutes of what looked like foreign language
disclaimers, the tape started showing two hooded men dragging some
gal into an old dungeon. They then proceeded to tie the struggling
girl to the dungeon wall. Never having seen anything like this
before, the girls watched intensely as the hooded figures proceeded
to remove the captive girls clothes leaving her totally naked with
her hands and feet tied to restraints on the dungeon wall. They
continued to watch in awe as the captive girl was subjected to
various forms of torture. She was whipped for awhile and then had
clamps and weights attached to her nipples and labia all the while
screaming into a ball gag strapped into her mouth. After about thirty
minutes of this the video ended.
Karen, Julie and Kim looked at each other. After a few moments
of silence, Julie said, "Can you believe that shit?" "Not sure,"
Karen replied, "Lets watch it again." Julie rewound the tape and they
all watched again, several times in fact. Kim then asked "Have either
one of you ever wondered how much pain you could stand if you were
ever in a situation like that?" "Actually," replied Julie, "I once
wanted to see how much pain I could stand so I got these two
alligator clamps and decided to find out. At first I could only last
a few seconds when I clipped them on my nipples but with some
determination I actually lasted ten minutes one time. The most
amazing thing was just before I didn't think I could stand it any
longer, I had the biggest orgasm I think I've ever had." After some
discussion, and with great interest in Julie's experience, they
agreed to try out a few things on each other.
Karen took Julie and Kim out to her uncle's work shop to see
what they could find to torture themselves with. After a brief search
they headed back to the house with an assortment of clamps, clips,
various weights and other odd items that looked useful. Although they
were sure no one would be coming around, they made sure all the house
doors were locked and proceeded to get down to business.
"Well," Julie said, "are you guys sure you want to do this?"
Both Kim and Karen agreed and were actually quite excited about the
prospect. "In fact," suggested Karen, "why don't we make this some
sort of contest? You know, like, whoever can stand the most pain the
longest wins whatever she wants from the two losers." Kim and Julie
agreed that would definitely make things more exciting. Karen smiled
and suggested they get started.
They all removed their clothes and stood there looking each
other over. Although they had all seen each other naked before, they
had separate gym classes for the last two years and all had developed
quite a lot since the last time they were naked together. None of
them had extremely large breasts but Karen's were a good cup size
bigger than Julie or Kim. Karen also had the most athletic body and
thick straight pubic hair of which she was very proud. Julie's
breasts were pert with her nipples pointing slightly upward and
erect. She had more actual body hair than the other two with kind of
a soft down on her arms and upper legs and along with her thick
auburn pubic bush gave her a sort of innocent but sultry look. Kim's
breasts on the other hand had the most sexy nipples. They protruded
about a half inch and were constantly erect. Kim was the smallest of
the group, actually bordering on skinny. Although her head was a
dirty blonde color, her bush was dark like her eyebrows and gave her
a somewhat different but exciting look.
They drew straws to see who would go first and Kim drew the
short straw. "Okay slave,"Julie laughed, "what do you want tortured
first?" "My nipples." Kim replied as she stuck her small tits out
like an offering. "All right," said Julie as she showed Kim two small
serrated battery clips, "let's see how tough you really are."
Kim, like all young people learning about their sexuality, had
in the past clamped things on her nipples privately testing her
endurance, but wasn't quite prepared for the pain that shot through
her tender nipple when Julie let go of the battery clamp. "GOD DAMN!"
shrieked Kim as she reached to her flaming tit and took the clamp
back off. "You gotta be shitting me! Nobody can stand that." Kim told
Julie as she rubbed her throbbing nipple. "Nobody said it was going
to be easy." replied Julie. "Well, then you put that thing on your
tit. I want to see you do it first." "Okay, but if you want to win
this point you're going to have to do whatever I do and for longer."
Julie smiled wryly. Kim nodded her agreement.
Julie played with her left nipple until it became erect. She
then placed the clamp over her nipple and released it. As the pain
radiated through her breast she began thinking maybe she had taken on
more than she could handle. The clamps she had used on herself
weren't nearly as strong as these industrial battery clips. Damn,
Julie thought to herself, I shot my mouth off to Kim, I'm going to
have to stand it. It helped a little to see the look of disbelief on
Kim's face. Julie then put the other clamp on her right nipple, which
to her surprise was already erect, and knowing full well the pain it
would cause, released it to dig into her tender nipple. This time
Julie couldn't help but cry out through her clenched teeth. It took
every bit of will power she had to keep herself from removing the
clamps but somehow she managed not to. She looked at Kim through tear
filled eyes and said "Okay sister, now it's your turn."
Kim now wondered what she'd gotten herself into but she also
wasn't about to be outdone by Julie. Besides, Karen was keeping track
of the time, and Julie looked like she would give up any minute. "Go
on," Julie said, "grab two more of these clamps and put them on or
admit I'm tougher than you then this contest will be between just me
and Karen." Julie was the more competitive of the three and the fact
that about all she could think about was the searing pain shooting
through her chest made her all the more determined to best the
others. Anyway, the pain was starting to subside a little, but now
she was anxious to see Kim feel what she was feeling.
Kim picked up one of the remaining clamps and positioned it over
her right nipple. Closing her eyes she released the clamp onto her
erect nipple. She had to force herself to take her hand away from her
breast as the fire like pain radiated from her squashed nipple. With
tears in her eyes she picked up the second clamp and squeezed it open
over left nipple. Kim held the clamp open for a few seconds trying to
build enough courage to let go knowing the pain that was coming.
Finally she let go. Kim started to scream and dance around in a
circle. She had forgotten that Julie had already clamped this tit, if
only for a couple of seconds, and being already tender, the intensity
of the pain took her by surprise. Julie, having endured her pain for
nearly ten minutes now, and considering it had subsided quite a bit
due to the decreased circulation, actually found herself getting a
little damp in the crotch watching Kim.
Kim had finally stopped her little dance and was now standing
bent over with her hands on her knees. "God Damn," Kim said as she
shook her head, "this is awful tough," as she looked down at her
throbbing pink nipples squashed between the teeth of the metal
battery clamps. She began to get a little worried as she looked at
Julie who seemed to be fairing pretty well considering she'd had the
clamps on her tits for almost twenty minutes. Kim wondered to herself
if she was going to be able to do this. Damn, she'd never felt pain
like this before in her life, but it was Karen's turn now and maybe,
just maybe, she would chicken out so she at least wouldn't be the
total loser. Kim looked over to Karen through watery eyes and said,
"Your turn.
By now Karen was having serious second thoughts after witnessing
what Kim and Julie were going through. And unlike her friends, she
had never felt the need to test her endurance by subjecting herself
to any kind of pain. However she also realized there was no way out
and save face at the same time. Karen did her best to quell the fear
rising in the pit of her stomach, walked over to the coffee table and
picked up the last two clamps.
Karen's little eraser shaped nipples were already rock hard as
she too had become aroused from watching her two naked girl friends
fight the urge to remove their clamps and put an end to the pain she
knew had to be racing through their breasts. She then closed her eyes
for a couple of seconds to get her mind set and then let the first
clamp release and dig it's tooth like serrations into her virgin left
nipple. Karen vowed to herself not to cry out as wave after wave of
searing pain radiated from her nipple into the depths of her young
teenage breast. Then with grim determination she released the other
clamp onto her right nipple. Karen tried with all the will power she
had but could not keep herself from crying out. It felt as if her
nipples were being torn from her body with red hot pliers. She was so
racked with pain that is seemed as if her mind was somewhere else
until she heard laughing.
Karen began to realize it was Kim and Julie who were laughing.
What the hell is wrong with them, she thought, but then also realized
she had warm piss running down her legs. "Shit!" Karen spouted. "No
man, that's piss." Julie stopped laughing just long enough to say. It
was only a little more than a dribble but the pain in Karen's tits
was so intense that she could hardly stop herself from emptying her
bladder right there on the living room rug. However she managed to
get control while Kim retrieved a towel from the kitchen and helped
her clean up.
It had been about thirty minutes since they had started this
crazy contest and Julie, who had gone first explained that the longer
they left the clamps on the less pain they would cause up to a point.
Julie then told them that as long as they didn't pull or twist the
clamps they could all probably stand the pain for most of the day.
Kim agreed as the pain in her little breasts had subsided some but
Karen, who was still on the verge of tears, wasn't quite so certain.
All three then gave each other a little hug being careful not to
squeeze too hard.
After about an hour had passed it became obvious that no one was
going to give in to this type of tit torture. Although still quite
painful, the intensity had dropped to where it was bearable. "Well,
is anyone ready to give up?" Julie asked as she stood facing the
others with her hands on her hips. "Not a chance," Karen replied, we
can take this as long as you." Kim also nodded in agreement. "Well
then," Julie said as she scratched her head, "I guess if we're going
to find out which of us is the toughest, we're going to have to try
something else. Let's watch that tape again. Maybe it will give us
some ideas."
Kim rewound the video tape and set it to play again. They sat
and watched as one of the hooded figures attached clamps to their
captives nipples, this time knowing full well what that felt like.
The other hooded man then began whipping the captive girl but after a
short discussion the girls figured they didn't want to do that. You
know, too hard to explain the marks back at school. The first hooded
man then began to hang weights onto the captive's nipple clamps. The
more weight he added the more the girl screamed. Julie got up and
shut off the vcr. She then suggested the next test be torture by
nipple weights. The others agreed and this time Karen was chosen to
be first.
Julie needed to figure out a way to now do this. They had
brought a bunch of large flat washers along with the assortment of
odds and ends retrieved from the workshop. After mulling it over for
a few moments Julie darted off to one of the bedrooms and returned
with a handful of wire coat hangers. With a pair of cutting pliers
she cut out the straight sections then made a small hook on one end
of each of six wires. She then bent the other ends into a long but
narrow U shape figuring she could hang the small hooks on their
nipple clamps and then add washers to the U to increase the weight.
Pleased with her ingenuity, she hung the wires on her own clamps then
let Karen and Kim do the same.
The pain in Karen's young nipples had subsided to a low burn but
the small movement it took to hook the wires made her wince. "Are we
ready?" Julie again took charge. "Ok, this is how we do this. Each of
us will put one washer on each nipple at a time. These washers are
pretty big, so I figure it will take about ten to make a pound. We
just keep adding washers until someone gives up. Then it will be
between the other two to continue until one or the other quits. Are
there any questions?" Kim and Karen both agreed that the idea sounded
great.
If any of the girls had their confidence built up from enduring
the some two hours with their tender young nipples squashed between
metal clamps they had a rude awakening when they dropped the first
two flat washers onto the wire hooks. Only Julie was able to avoid
crying out. Karen and Kim both leaned forward resting their hands on
their knees trying to alleviate this renewed pain now shooting from
their sore and discolored pubescent nipple flesh. After a few moments
of getting used to the new pain, Kim asked with a grimaced face,
"Anybody wanna quit?" Hearing no response, and not wanting to be the
first one out, she mustered her courage and picked up two more
washers.
The girls continued adding weight to their now distended
nipples. They had all managed to hang ten steel washers on each
nipple hook when Kim with sweat covering her entire body had reached
the limit of her endurance. "I can't stand this pain any longer." Kim
cried out as she grabbed the wire hooks and carefully unhitched them
from here nipple clamps. She then removed the two steel clips from
her tortured nipples and stood there massaging her teenage breasts
with tears running down her face as the returning circulation brought
a new wave of fire to her already pain filled tits. Now it was
between Karen and Julie.
Both Julie and Karen were near the end of their own endurance as
well. With a pound of weight tearing at each nipple the pain racing
through their breasts was unimaginable. Each time they moved the
swinging motion of the weights would cause them to whimper loudly.
Julie summoned up all her remaining courage, and to everyone's
dismay, added three more washers to each nipple. Julie then stood
upright, her nipples stretched to twice their normal length. Her
whole body was quivering and dripping with perspiration as she fought
to endure the screaming pain charging through her tender young
breasts. At this point, realizing there was no way she could stand
that amount of pain, Karen conceded and removed the weights and
clamps from herself. Julie was elated. She had won. After removing
her own clamps, the three spent the next hour massaging each others
young breasts as the pain slowly subsided.
In spite of the pain they had inflicted on themselves, the girls
found this new experience to be quite a turn on. Between their self
torture and the ensuing breast massage all three found themselves
lying on the soft rug with their fingers caressing each others pubic
hair.
"Ya know, that was real interesting, even if Julie did win this
time." Karen said in a teasing voice as she ran her fingers through
Kim's thick pubic hair. "Ya it was." Kim replied. "Maybe we should
try something else. I mean, after all, just cause Julie's got tough
tits doesn't mean she's tough everywhere else." Julie smiled, intent
on this new challenge, and then said "I'm tougher than either of you
wimps. And just to prove it, this time you pick the ordeal."
Karen put in the video and they started watching for something
they figured they could do that would be really hard for Julie. After
watching where the captive girl was made to straddle a long board
that was turned on end, Kim and Karen looked at each other and nodded
their agreement. Although all three girls were well endowed in the
pubic hair department, Kim and Karen's bushes were a lot thicker than
Julie's, and they figured the extra padding this would afford might
give them an edge over Julie. So it was decided. There were three
wooden saw horses in the work shop that would work just fine. Julie,
realizing her disadvantage, decided to try to even up the odds. " It
sounds OK to me but let's make this one better. It's only about
twenty five degrees outside and there's no heat in the work shop, so
I say we do this one out there completely naked except for our
shoes." Julie stated with a grin. Kim and Karen agreed.
The trio put their shoes on and ventured out through the snow
covered yard to the work shop. The icy December air bit into their
naked bodies as they walked. Entering the work shop gave them some
relief but it was still bitter cold wearing nothing but shoes. Julie
arranged the wooden saw horses side by side in the center of the
floor. Both Karen and Kim started having second thoughts after seeing
how narrow the boards really were but having come up with this idea
couldn't very well back out now. Anyway they were so cold maybe a
little pain would take their minds off their chattering teeth. They
mounted the saw horses which were about waist high to the young girls
supporting their weight with their hands. "Ok," Julie said, "on the
count of three we put our hands behind our heads. The last one to
stay seated wins. Ready... one.. two.. three."
Thick pussy hair or not, Kim and Karen both let out a shriek
when their full body weight became supported only by their tender
young cunts. And to make matters worse, they were shivering so much
from the cold that it made the narrow hardwood dig even more into
their pain filled pussys. It was a toss up which was worse, the
screaming pain in their groins or the freezing winter air.
Kim and Karen had been right about one thing. Julie wasn't doing
so well this time around. She had lost her balance a little and had
almost dropped her hands when she had rocked forward and crushed her
clit between her pelvic bone and the hardwood saw horse. But, through
sheer will power, she managed to keep her hands clasped behind her
head and regain a more upright position. "Are you OK?" Karen inquired
of Julie. "Ya, except that I'm freezing and my cunt hurts all the way
to my neck." Julie replied. "But it looks like Kim is hurtin more
than me. By the way, is anyone keeping time?" "It's been about
fifteen minutes." replied Karen.
Kim was definitely having a hard time. She was sitting with her
eyes closed, whimpering with tears running down her cheeks. Her
slender body was covered with goose bumps and it was easy to see that
she was close to her limit of endurance. Karen however, had found a
position where the pain in her pussy, although excruciating, wasn't
getting any worse. She was confident she could win this time if only
she could stand the cold. Julie, on the other hand, was fighting to
relieve the unbearable pain shooting through her groin. You could see
her thigh muscles flexing as she tried to grip the narrow plank in a
vain effort to support some of her weight somewhere other than her
pussy. Kim had started to cry openly now but with some sort of pure
determination she just sat astraddle her narrow plank with her feet
dangling about four inches above the ground.
Julie had now started to cry. She was shaking her head side to
side and still trying to grip the plank with her thighs. "Oh God."
Julie cried out between sobs. "I don't think I can do this much
longer." Karen started to smile a little. Although she was in
tremendous pain, it looked like Julie was done for and she was sure
Kim couldn't last much longer. Ha ha, maybe she would be the winner
this time.
Julie was the first to give in this time. Her efforts to grip
the saw horse with her thighs had worked against her. After thirty
minutes of straddling the narrow hardwood plank she had rubbed her
tender cunt flesh raw to the point of bleeding and the incredible
pain this caused was more than she could force herself to endure. She
grabbed the plank with her hands and gingerly dismounted the blood
stained saw horse. Karen let out a sigh of relief. Kim was now crying
loudly and her whole body was shaking from the mind numbing pain she
was forcing her young teenage cunt to endure. Karen also noticed a
small amount of blood becoming visible coming from Kim's abused pussy
and starting to form a thin line along the hardwood plank. She was
sure Kim would give up any second.
The minutes slowly ticked by. Karen knew she was reaching the
limit of her endurance. She was so fucking cold that every muscle in
her body ached from the constant shivering not to mention her poor
screaming pussy which she also noticed was starting to bleed. She
couldn't understand how Kim could keep going. Kim's pussy was
bleeding more noticeably now and there was actually a few beads of
perspiration on her forehead in spite of the freezing cold winter
air. Karen was near her limit. Her crotch felt as if it were on fire
with the pain radiating down her legs and up through her abdomen. As
bad as she hurt she knew Kim had to be in more pain than she was.
Kim was determined not to lose this time. She was in such agony
that all she could think about was the pain. It took every ounce of
will she could muster to keep from grabbing the plank and put an end
to this screaming pain that grew worse by the second. Finally Kim
could stand no more. She was almost screaming from the waves of
unimaginable pain that racked her entire young body when she heard
Karen let out a loud scream and declared she could take no more.
Kim could not believe it. She had won. Not only had she beat
Julie but Karen too. Kim tried to dismount her saw horse but she was
so weak from her ordeal she literally fell on the shop floor. Julie,
who had been sitting against the wall waiting for everything to end,
jumped up and said "Man, let's get our asses in the fucking house."
Kim, who was still curled up on the floor where she had fallen, said
in a weak shivering voice "I don't think I can walk that far. My legs
won't hardly move." "Come on," said Karen who was leaning over with
her hands on her knees waiting for the pain in her crotch to slowly
subside, "we'll help you up but I don't think we can carry you so
you're going to have to move them legs somehow."
Karen and Julie managed to get Kim on her feet. As they headed
out of the work shop Julie looked at the three blood stained saw
horses and remarked to Karen "we better not forget to clean the blood
off them saw horses. That might be a little hard to explain to your
uncle." "No shit." Karen replied as she added a mental note to her
list of things not to forget. As they made their way back to the
house Kim smiled to herself. As bad as she felt, she was proud of
herself. She had proved herself to be at least as strong as either
Julie or Karen. And that felt good.
Once inside the house it was a mad dash for the big living room
heat register. They all huddled around the big floor grate soaking up
the wonderful heat being blown up from the old cellar furnace. It
took about thirty minutes before the effects of the cold left their
naked young bodies but their minds were now on their throbbing
pussys. Karen had got them three damp washcloths and they were ever
so carefully trying to clean the dried blood out of their pussy hair.
Kim was in the worst shape of the trio. Her pretty young cunt
was bright red and considerably swollen. Julie leaned over and
whispered something in Kim's ear. Kim looked a little confused, but
without saying anything, lay on her back beside the heater. Julie
then carefully opened Kim's legs and proceeded to tenderly lick her
tortured pubic mound. Kim jerked whenever Julie's tongue made contact
with her raw swollen labia until Julie's careful tongue work eased
the pain from Kim's inflamed cunt. Kim looked totally contented as
Julie continued moving her tongue around Kim's thick dark forest of
pubic hair.
Karen was getting so hot watching Julie lick and rub Kim's
hairy cunt she started running her fingers through her own ample
young bush. She started to finger her swollen clit as she watched
Julie's tongue slowly work it's way around Kim's tender slit
wondering to herself how it would feel to have Julie's tongue, or
anybody's tongue, work it's way through her soft thick bush to her
innermost depths. Karen carefully slipped her finger in and out of
her tender cunt while flicking her aroused clit with her thumb. She
closed her eyes and imagined how good Kim must be feeling. Karen
started to breathe more rapidly as she worked her finger and thumb
fantasizing that it was really Julie running her tongue all about
with her face buried to the depths of her crotch. Now, oblivious to
all around her, Karen felt her orgasm building inside her as she
thrust her hips in rhythm with her finger and thumb. Karen moaned
loudly thrusting her hips higher and higher as the waves of orgasm
after orgasm filled her with ecstasy. She didn't know how many times
she had cum but when she opened her eyes and returned to reality, Kim
and Julie were both cheering and clapping their hands.
Karen was, to say the least, embarrassed to shit. "God damn
girl." Julie said with a surprised look. "I'm not sure where you just
were, but I wished I could have been there." Karen thought to
herself, you were, but just smiled and lay back on the rug still
feeling the effects of her self induced orgasms. After a few minutes
Julie stood up and said with an air of indigence, "Well, we still
don't have a winner, that is unless Karen would rather concede. Then
we may not have a winner but we would sure have a loser. Then Kim, I
guess she would have to be a slave for both of us." Kim nodded and
replied, "Ya, that would be OK with me." Karen looked at her two girl
friends who were looking real pleased with themselves and knowing
what kinds of shit they would dream up for her to do as their slave,
leaned back on her elbows and said, "Bullshit, no way you two are
going to get off that easy."
Karen had already decided what their last ordeal was going to
be. She didn't want any more pussy bashing or being outside naked
cause she figured she'd had enough of that shit for good long while.
The way the old farm house was constructed there was a straight
staircase leading up to landing on the second floor. She figured they
could get some rope and three chairs to stand on, tie the ropes to
the landing and to their wrists, then kick the chairs out and suspend
themselves from the landing. This shouldn't be nearly as painful as
the last two ordeals she thought to herself. After all, she knew she
was the physically stronger of the group so she should be able to
hold on longer with no problem. Having explained the plan to Kim and
Julie, all proceeded to the task at hand.
They wrapped wash cloths around their wrists before securing the
nylon ropes to each other. Again they didn't want to have to try to
explain to everyone why they all had red rings around their forearms.
With everything secure and ready, they counted to three and kicked
out the chairs they were standing on. Julie was the first to comment
on how easy this was. "Shit." she said, "This isn't hard at all." as
she hung with her toes about eight inches above the floor. "I got a
feeling it will be." remarked Kim, "Especially for me because I
forgot to go to the bathroom before we did this and I gotta piss
really bad." "Oh well, you snooze you lose." was Karen's only reply.
About thirty minutes had passed and Julie was beginning to think
a little differently than she had when they started. Although she
only weighed around one hundred fifteen pounds her dead weight was
starting to cause the muscles in her shoulders and arms to ache
pretty bad. Karen was fairing well but poor little Kim was having a
real bladder problem. "Don't you dare piss on this hardwood floor!"
Karen snapped as Kim looked as if she had been trying to make some
sort of decision. "I won't." Kim replied, "I mean I'll try not to but
I gotta go real real bad." "Well, you better figure out some way to
aim it over on the rug otherwise you'll clean the stain off the floor
with your tongue." Karen snapped back. Kim knew she was serious.
Karen's aunt took a lot of pride in that hardwood floor and would
throw a massive fit if she found a big old piss stain when she got
back. Now Kim had something new to think about. "How do I aim it?"
"I wish you had turned the furnace down." Julie said looking
over at Karen. "Me too. I forgot we turned it up full blast when we
came in from the shop." replied Karen. They had been in suspension
for an hour now and all three were glistening with perspiration as
their young muscles strained under their hanging weight.
Kim did her best to control her bladder but the strain got the
best of her as the warm piss began dripping from her sweat soaked
pussy. Remembering what Karen had told her, she squeezed with all her
might in a vain attempt to stop the flow of piss. "I'm sorry Karen,"
Kim said in a sheepish voice, "I just can't hold it any longer. I
can't stop myself from pissing." "Like I said, you better aim it on
the carpet. I don't care how you do it, just do it." Karen snapped.
Kim gathered all her remaining strength and tried to curl herself up
enough to piss forward instead of down. The strain from her effort
made her lose whatever control she had as the hot piss drained from
her bladder.
Kim did have a measure of success as most of her discharge did
in fact land on the carpet. She breathed heavily from the exertion as
she hung limp from her bonds.
The time passed slowly as the girls hung from their ropes unable
to get their minds on anything but the burning pain in their
stretched young bodies. Kim was still breathing hard with sweat
dripping from every pore she had. Kim used every bit of will she
possessed to out last Karen and Julie, but she could no longer endure
the pain and exhaustion. "I give up. I just can't stand it anymore.
Get me down." she spoke in desperation. As the girls looked at each
other, they shared only one question. How? They had kicked the chairs
to far away to hook with their feet and there was nothing to raise
themselves back up. The contest became somehow less important as they
hung helplessly from their agonizing bondage.
"Please do something." Kim cried out. "I can't hardly breathe."
Both Julie and Karen were at the end of their endurance now, but they
could see Kim was really in trouble. With their strength nearly gone
they tried to pull themselves up but with no avail. Karen said to
Julie after she studied their situation. "The only thing I can think
of is for one of us to try to get her legs on the others shoulders
and get up enough to unhook the rope. The only problem is if the one
supplying the shoulders can stand it long enough for the other to
free her rope. I've got a feeling the pain from the extra weight is
going to be unbelievable." Julie thought a moment and replied "We
don't have a choice as I see it. You're probably stronger than me so
you do the climbing. We're only going to have one shot at this so
even if I beg and scream to stop, don't pay any attention to me, just
get your rope unhooked." Karen nodded her agreement.
Julie braced herself as Karen tried to walk her legs up Julie's
sweat slicked skin. After a couple of tries, Karen managed to get her
legs locked around Julie's head. Julie started to scream
uncontrollably from the unbearable pain as Karen heaved herself up on
Julie's tortured shoulders muffling her screams as Julie's face was
forced into Karen's thick bush. Julie shook violently as her
shoulders and arms hammered searing hot pain through every nerve as
Karen pulled herself up as high as possible. With one last effort
Karen got her rope free and let herself fall to the floor. She was so
exhausted she had to crawl to get the chairs. Even so, she managed to
slide them under Kim and Julie. She then crawled up the stairs to the
landing and freed her two helpless friends. There were no thoughts of
their contest as they drifted into an exhausted sleep on the living
room rug.
It was after dark when the girls groggily awoke. Stiff and sore
from the day's activities, they slowly got to their feet. Karen got a
fire started in the fireplace while Julie and Kim took hot showers
hoping to ease their aching muscles. Karen decided on a hot bath.
Feeling better, they sat around the fire and talked about all they
had been through.