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Subject: Repost: Fantasia -- Suffering Students 5/25
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SUFFERING STUDENTS 5/25
by V.P. Viddler
5
"Now," I said. "Now I want to see her tits. Now."
"Show him, Holly," Henry said.
Holly was still up against me, choking back sobs. My cock was
still inside her. I grabbed her hair and pulled back till her upper
body was in my vision. Holly squalled.
"Shut up," I said. "Show me your tits, Holly."
With shaking hands, Holly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it
apart.
"Oh, my sweet Christ!" I said. What breasts this girl had! "I
can't stand it," I said. "I want to do something to these fine round
sexy things."
"Go ahead," Henry said, holding out his cigarette to me.
"No!" Holly said frantically. "Oh no, please no, please, I can't,
I god please no Jesus don't please I'll do anything if you won't
please for god's sake--"
"Oh, that's just marvellous," I said. "Beg some more, Holly." And
I took the burning cigarette from Henry.
"I'm begging, please," Holly panted. "Anything you want, I swear,
I'll do anything, just tell me what you please don't oh god oh god oh
oh oh--" Holly was shaking and twisting and she was making me hard
again inside her.
"Hold her hands," I said.
And Henry got hold of Holly's wrists and pulled them in back of
her, arching her back away from me, her tits jutting forward. I let go
of her hair. With that hand I felt her breasts. Holly twisted, but
Henry was holding her wrists tightly, pulling her upper body backward.
It was straining tautly, helpless. And her hips still mashed against
mine, her thighs splayed wide, and all movement of that body made her
cunt squirm around my cock. I ran my hand around both breasts, cupping
and holding and squeezing. The cute pink nipples were hard with
fright. I flicked at one and then I pinched it hard. Holly almost
shouted with pain, but managed to stifle it into a groan.
"Oh shit," I said. I was panting with lust and happiness. "I am
going to burn these gorgeous things all to hell." And I brought up the
cigarette.
Holly was babbling and then she started to make awful frightened
animal noises. "She'll scream," Henry said warningly. "Stuff something
in her mouth."
I took out my handkerchief. "This will do," I said. "It's big.
It's also dirty. Snot all over it. Open your mouth, Holly." But Holly
just made animal sounds. So I pinched a nipple and stuck my nails into
it and twisted it, and Holly's mouth went wide open and I stuffed my
filthy bandana right in. "Don't push it out, Holly," I said, jamming
it all into her mouth. Holly's sounds were muffled now.
"Okay," I said. "Hold her."
Holly was shaking her head hard, twisting and making pleading
noises into the gag. Henry tugged at her wrists, pulling that body
back into a tight, straining arch, making Holly's luscious breasts
thrust out toward me like sacrificial offerings.
"Holly," I said. "I love this. I just love doing this to you."
And I put the lit cigarette out slowly, on Holly's right nipple.
Holly howled into the gag, but it didn't do anything to help. Her
body squirmed and spasmed, and her twisting, writhing hips almost made
me shoot again into her cunt.
Henry lit me another cigarette.
Holly made hoarse, terror-filled noises into my handkerchief,
gasping and choking on her sobs. "Again, Holly," I said, and I kissed
her other nipple with the glowing tip.
Holly was going crazy with pain. "God, it's so nice," I said. "So
damn sweet." And I kissed her tit again with fire. I did it again and
again, watching Holly in pain, going out of her mind, jerking and
thrashing her helpless body against me until I spurted up into her
again.
But I still didn't want to stop. For variety I put out a couple
on Holly's smooth splayed thighs, but soon came back to her tits.
Blistering them with my hot little kisses, going hard yet again in
Holly's pussy.
"Want me to stop, Holly?" I said.
Holly jerked her head up and down swiftly.
"You do, huh," I said. "What will you do for me, Holly? If I
stop. What?"
Holly tried to talk through the gag, tried frantically to promise
me anything I wanted.
"I want your mouth, Holly," I said. "I want it around my cock. I
want you to suck my prick and lick it and kiss it and take it all the
way in, all the way into that fine mouth, Holly, and I want you to
suck it until I shoot my gism down your throat, and I want you to
swallow it, Holly, swallow all of it, and then clean my dick off with
your lips and tongue. Will you do that, Holly?"
And Holly nodded swiftly.
"Of course you will," I said. "I'm going to take the gag out now,
Holly. All right?"
Holly nodded again and I took away the rag. Holly gasped for air.
I pulled my prick out of her. "Are you hurting, Holly baby?" I
said. "Are you in pain?"
Holly nodded.
"Holly hurts," Henry said. "Holly hurts from heat. Holly hates
it. Henry loves it."
"Jerry loves it too," I said. "Go down, Holly. On your knees.
Right now."
Holly sank to the floor. She knelt in front of me.
"Kiss it," I said, and Holly bowed her head and I felt her lips
on my prick. "Lick it," I said. I caught my breath at the caress of
that tongue. "In your mouth, Holly," I commanded. Holly was an
obedient if unwilling pupil. She took my cock deep into her mouth and
sucked on it like a lollipop.
"Henry," I said. "If you whipped Holly as she was sucking me, do
you think she would bite my prick?"
Holly made a terrified sound around my cock.
"If she did," Henry said, "I would take her home and I would hang
her up by her hair, and I would build a slow fire under her and watch
her roast. Gradually. For hours and hours. I'd lash her wrists behind
her back, but I'd let her legs free, so I could watch Holly's sexy
curvy legs kick and thrash and struggle as that fire got hotter and
hotter. And I would also--"
Holly was crying hard and moaning as she sucked steadily on.
"Okay," I said. "I don't think Holly will bite. Whip her."
"I like your style," Henry said, and with his belt he whipped
Holly's back and I shot into her screaming.