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SUFFERING STUDENTS 4/25
by V.P. Viddler
4
Henry's hobby was hurting Holly.
That's how he put it to me. He brought Holly to me that morning.
I had noticed her in class, but hadn't met her. Holly was just about
beautiful and most striking of figure. And with very black curly hair
bouncing at her shoulders. Henry said, "This is Holly. I think you
should know her."
"Hello, Holly," I said.
"Don't," Holly said.
"Don't what?" I said.
Henry said, "She means don't hurt her. I hurt her, you see. I
hurt Holly. A lot. It's my hobby. Henry's hobby is hurting Holly."
"You don't say," I said.
"Holly hates it," Henry said. "It's horrible for Holly."
Henry was quite a wag. I didn't like him much. But I did like
Holly, all right. I particularly liked the pain and fright and despair
in her eyes. "Why does Holly let you hurt her?" I said.
"Holly has no choice," Henry said. "It's hopeless for Holly.
Hopeless, helpless Holly. Ho ho."
"Cut the shit," I said.
"Don't say that," Henry said. "I thought you might like to help
me hurt Holly."
"I would," I said, and I couldn't stop myself from saying, "I'd
love to hear Holly howl."
"She howls like hell," Henry said. "You'll have her hopping."
"What about humping?" I said.
"That too," Henry said. "Holly humps like hell when she howls.
Holly humps like a whore."
"Damn," I said. "Cut it out. I want to know what you do to her.
And without the alliteration, okay?"
"Lots of ways," Henry said. "All kinds of ways. Why don't I show
you one."
"Now?" I said.
"Right now," Henry said. "If you think you can take it."
"Do it," I said.
"No," Holly said. "No, don't. Not--no. Please. Please."
"Holly's scared," Henry said.
"It's nice," I said.
"Her nipples will be all hard and tight now," Henry said. "Hard
with fright. Want to feel them?"
"No," Holly said.
"God, yes," I said.
"Do it," Henry said.
"No," Holly said.
"Stay still, Holly," Henry said.
I put my hands on her breasts and fingered the nipples. They were
hard and tight all right. Holly bit at her lip.
"She's not wearing a bra," I said.
"I don't want her to," Henry said. "Want to see her tits?"
"I do," I said. "But I want to watch you hurt her first."
"Okay."
"No," Holly said. "Please, no."
"Against the wall, Holly," Henry said.
"Please," Holly said.
"Holly," Henry said. "I can give you twice your quota tonight.
Twice the usual whipping. And twice as much of the little pinchers.
And as for the cigarettes--"
"No!" Holly said.
My cock was hard.
"Against the wall," Henry said.
Holly stood against the wall, her back to it. Harry lit a
cigarette. Holly began to whimper.
"Hands down," Henry said. "Against the wall. Stand still now."
"Please," Holly said.
"Lift her skirt," Henry said.
"With pleasure," I said. I did so. Holly had fabulous legs.
"Higher," Henry said. Holly was shaking. I pulled the skirt up
over her thighs. Higher. I found that Holly wasn't wearing anything
under it.
"You make her go around like this?" I said.
Henry grinned. "Holly the whore," he said. He came forward with
his cigarette. Holly was whining wordlessly.
"Spread your legs, Holly," he said.
"Please, god, please," Holly said.
"Holly," Henry said. "I can do this once. Just to show Jerry. Or
I can do it six times. Okay?"
Holly spread her legs.
"That's a good girl," Henry said.
"She'll scream," I said. "She'll have the whole school on us."
"No she won't," Henry said. "Will you, Holly? You know what I'll
do to you if you make any noise. So hold it in, okay, Holly?"
Holly swallowed, and nodded swiftly.
"Okay," Henry said. "Watch this." And, grinning into Holly's
twisted face, he ground his cigarette out on her thigh. High up on her
thigh. On the inside. Slowly. Very slowly. Ground it out.
Holly was a sight to see. Her body went all stiff and rigid, and
tears shot from her eyes, and her mouth opened wide to howl, but she
choked it back, and only weird strangling sounds came out, choking
sounds of agony and horror. Her lips twisted with it, and her body
writhed, slamming against the wall.
Henry moved back. We watched the sight of a girl in pain. My cock
was bursting.
"I want to kiss her," I said.
"Do it," Henry said.
I grabbed her and kissed her, hard, and Holly moaned and panted
and gasped into my mouth, and I jammed her hard against me and kept
kissing her writhing lips. Holly's breasts rolled on my chest and I
could feel her hips twisting against me and I pulled her skirt up and
ripped down my zipper, pulled out my cock and thrust it up between
Holly's widespread thighs. Right into her pussy. Holly yelped into my
mouth.
"Good!" Henry said happily. "Fuck him, Holly. Fuck him good,
Holly whore."
I didn't let Holly's mouth get away from mine, but raped it with
my tongue as I ravished her cunt with my prick. Holly was crying, but
not pulling away. I was banging her against the wall, but Henry was
shouting for me to turn her around. Finally I understood what he
wanted to do, and I turned both of us so I was against the wall and
Holly had her back to Henry as I still continued fucking and kissing
her.
Henry had his belt off. "You'll love this," Henry said. And he
drew back that strap and whipped Holly as hard as he could across the
ass. Holly howled into my mouth and squirmed wildly against me.
"Christ!" I gasped against Holly's lips. "Do that again!"
"Nn--nnn--nngghhh--" Holly said.
Henry did it again, but higher. And again. And again and again,
across Holly's back and ass and waist, up and down while I fucked that
twisting body and she yelled and I came.