Subject: FANTASIA: Three Little Maids from School (16/25)
Keywords:  [sm,bd,etc]
From: an117711@anon.penet.fi

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               THREE LITTLE MAIDS FROM SCHOOL
                        by V.P. Viddler
                              16

    "I want to buy something," Sharon said. "Can we stop?"

   "Ask my permission, slave," I said.

   "I'm sorry," Sharon said. "Please, master, may I stop and buy
something? Please?"

   "All right."

   I waited in the car. I couldn't believe I had just met this girl
that morning, that she was a virgin, and that I was about to fuck
her fantastic body. And most of all, that she was the submissive,
pain-loving, force-worshipping girl that she was.

   By the time we got to my house my cock felt as big as a baseball
bat. "Sharon," I said. "Strip. Strip for me, you gorgeous little
sex baby, and show me that fine young body. Because I'm going to
fuck you to kingdom come."L

   Sharon swallowed. "Danny," she said. "Look what I bought for
you."

   And she pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

   And a book of matches.

   She held them out to me. Her hand was shaking and her breath was
suddenly fast.

   My head was spinning. "Christ," I said. "What's that for?"

   "What--what do you think?" Sharon said, but her voice was not
steady. "I don't smoke, Danny."

   "You want me to use them on you," I said. "On your tits."

   Sharon groaned. "Oh, I--Oh, Danny--yes. Yes! Burn me--like you
did to Cindy. Oh, god--I want to--Oh, do it, please, Danny. Hurt me
and make me fuck you. Make me!"

   "Look," I said. "One thing at a time, okay? I'd love to burn
you, Sharon, god knows. But--let's fuck first. I want you damn
luscious body. Now strip or I'll rip that stuff off of you."

   "But I want you to--I can't do it if you don't--"

   I took the cigarettes from her. "Not now, Sharon."

   Sharon took a long shuddering breath. And her hands went to her
blouse buttons. "Look, Danny," she whispered, unbuttoning the top
button. "Look." She opened more buttons, slowly, hands trembling.
And finally she pulled the blouse apart. She wasn't wearing
anything under it.

   "Look at them," Sharon said. I did. Her breasts were fabulous.
High and round and firm, young and slightly swaying. Hard, hard
pink nipples thrusting outward. I stared at them.

   "They're yours, Danny," Sharon said. "You can do anything you
want to them. Please hurt them, Danny. Please burn them. Burn them
and I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you and fuck you, please, Danny,
please..."

   "God!" I said. "My god!" Then I said, "Take that skirt off."

   "Yes, Danny." And she opened the skirt and it fell to the floor.
Her panties were still in my pocket. She was naked. Naked and
breathtaking.

   "Christ," I said.

   "It's all for you, Danny. Make me give it to you. Hurt me. 
Now..."

   "All right," I said, panting. "All right, you bitch. I'll hurt
you, all right. Get on that bed."

   Sharon moved to my bed and lay down on her back. Those tits just
stood up in the air like two big balls with pink nipples. But they
heaved up and down with Sharon's rapid breathing. I took out a
cigarette from the pack and put it in my mouth, watching Sharon's
wide, staring eyes. I struck a match and lit it. Sharon licked her
lips. My mouth was dry too.

   I said, "Put your arms above your head. Stretch out."

   Sharon reached her arms up toward the top of the bed, and
grasped the bed rail running along the head. It pulled her body
taut and brought her breasts up to stick out even more from her
body.

   "Stay that way," I said. "Don't let go. You look fantastically
sexy." I took a drag on the cigarette and the tip glowed. Sharon's
body trembled, making her upthrust tits quiver. She bit at her lip,
and I saw a trickle of perspiration down her side.

   "You're scared," I said. "You're frightened to death, aren't
you, you slut?"

   "Y-yes," she panted. "Yes. But do it, Danny. Do it!"

   I sat down on the bed. "Try not to scream too loud," I said.

   "All right," Sharon said. "I won't scream."

   "Yes, you will," I said.

   "Ohh...ohh...I-I'll try to hold it in," Sharon said.

   "I'm going to burn you now," I said. "Don't close your eyes,
Sharon. Watch me while I burn you."

   "Yes, Danny," she gasped.

   I brought the glowing cigarette down close to her skin. She
hissed sharply.

   "Hot, isn't it?" I said. "Stay still now, Sharon." And I touched
the cigarette to her breast. Just lightly, and then again. And I
let it linger just a bit. Sharon' s whole body went tight. A
whining sound came from her throat. I kissed her skin again with
the red tip. I slid it over the soft under part of her tit.
Sharon's body arched up off the bed, straining in every fiber,
quivering tautly with pain. She clamped her teeth together, but she
couldn't stop the stangled animalistic sounds of agony from her
constricted throat.  "UUNNNNGGGHHHH! UGHHKGHHHHHGHGH! OWWWGGGHHH!
AAUUGGGHHHHH!" Horrible gurgling, choking noises from her clenched
mouth as her body shook and twisted and flailed, her hands holding
with a death grip to the bed rail.

   And then I slowly, very slowly, ground the cigarette out on her
nipple.

   And I lit another and started on her other tit...