From: rgfish@rpaladin.win.net (Richard G Fischer)
Subject: Torcher Botique 2 nc s&m s b&d etc

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                        Torture Botique 2
                            by Paladin

    She was taken down and bathed. She was kept blind and
restrained. Female hands washed every part of her and paid
particular attention to her slit. A razor was used to clear away
the stubble from her day of training. She was made to pee and given
an enema to assure she was cleaned out. Then she was douched with
ice water to bring her our of her relaxed state with a bang.
Shivering from the cold invasion of her formally private hole, she
was lead by a leash attached to a spring clip locked on her labia.
(It hurt like hell when it was snapped shut on the shrinking lip,
but more when the blood flowed at it's release.)

   She was pushed down on a pebbled surface and instructed spread
her knees wide apart. Then she heard,

   "Now we begin my part of your training." Blanches voice said, "I
asked for you special. Now put your hands under those knees and
keep them there. If they move I will try to see if I can slap those
tit bags flat. Like this!" SPLAT!!!!

   OH NO!!!! That bitch Blanch... She screamed and tried to soothe
her burning left tit, but the command came,

   "Get those palms under those bony knees, NOW!!! Or I will really
lay it into you NOW This minute you lazy slut. I'll teach you to
appreciate the female is deadlier of the species, even in humans."
Blanch commanded. "The stinging will keep you awake and help with
your attention span. During my phase of your evaluation."

   She did as ordered. Her weight crushed her hands to the rough
surface. With her spread legs and imprisoned hands she bent over
and her hanging tits were presented as a perfect target for what
ever Blanch wished to do to them. She was more alert to this
'evaluation' than she had ever been before in her life.

   "The position is good but the cunt is not stretched. Have the
bitch spread it out till I can see inside it." came a male voice
from behind her. She turned red all over but the stinging breast
kept her in position. She crabbed sideways to open her ass more to
her audiences satisfaction. Her crotch spread and her tendons
threatened to snap but she did it. She sought to please them,
whoever they were.

   A hand entered her slit from behind and a finger sunk into her
captive vagina. She stiffened but otherwise did not move for the
consequences were fresh in her mind.

   "Juice this up you ungrateful bitch." came the male voice. "I
told you yesterday that this is to be ready to accept dicks or
anything else I want to put in it at any time. Did you forget
during your restful long sleep? Do I have to retrain you all over
again today?" the male voice ordered.

   What do they think I.....

   Her thoughts were caught short by the splat to her right tit. As
She again experienced the effect of Blanches thick leather strap.
She screamed but held the required position. She thought of the
previous day when she fucked the tormentors dick. She concentrated
and then she felt a female hand on her clit. The two acted to get
her juicing in no time. (In her previous life this would never
happen till she got an expensive present, or a suitable period of
begging.)

   "That is better isn't it cunt." Blanch said as she tugged on the
expanding clit posessively. "I know how to bring this to it's full
potential. Don't I cunt?" Blanch commented.

   "Yes mistress." she answered respectfully, for any other answer
would surely bring hurt to her tits. That bitch was in position of
her very center and Blanch knew how to push all the buttons.

   The finger in her cunt withdrew. A hand seized her shrinking
left boob and she heard, "Now how many cunts have you licked, you
little slut? I bet you are experienced after your juicing yesterday
at the very touch of this." Blanch said giving her clit a knowing
tug.

   "None Mistress", she answered in a whisper. She was not sure
that this was the answer required but it was the truth.

   "Oh lordy, well ain't that a bitch. I got me a cherry. Stick out
that slimy tongue and let me see how far out it can go." came the
lesbians order. "I might have to lengthen it for the proceedings
today."

   She stuck out her pink tongue and it was immediately seized with
a pair of pliers. They pulled the tongue to it's fullest extent and
then some. She tried to scream and started to move her hands.

   Her thoughts of fighting stopped when a hand squeezed her right
tit and Blanchs voice said,

   "You better cooperate. If you resist I will just pull it out and
then you will be no use to me at all. Then I will have you weighted
and sunk in the lake as useless. I bet you would be real willing to
cooperative in those last moments."

   She quickly forgot the use of her hands and kept them imprisoned
under her knees. She tried to cooperate with the her demanding
mistress. She hoped that Blanch would not exceed her tongues limits
. At any moment she felt the delicate organ would tear but it
stretched some. Then she then felt a stinging pain in the stretched
organ, as a thick needle was pushed through it. The needle was
followed by a 4" diameter ring, thus insuring that she could not
withdraw her tongue to its former protective home. They couldn't.
They wouldn't, but they had.

   "AHHHHHHAAAAHHHHHH" She tried to shake the thing off but it was
in there to stay. She felt the ring on her lips and it forced her
nose to bend away from it's metal hardness. She lifted her head to
balance the ring on her face like a seal balancing a ball on it's
nose.

   "Now we can be assured that your tongue will stay out and be
available for it's training. I know it hurts you but you didn't
think that it would be all sweetness and nice nice during your
training did you?? I mean a whore like you probably likes it rough
most of the time anyway. Maybe we should use a cigarette on the tip
to increase the sensitivity before we proceed."

   "Yea a whore like this likes it anyway she can get it." a male
voice added. "But this is just the evaluation. Sensitivity training
comes later if she is worthy of the schooling."

   She could only make sounds like a dumb animal and concentrate on
the fingers at her tits and now her clit. Anything to escape the
pain in her tongue. She would lick anything ... even Blanches shit
if she would only take out the ring. She hurt and she was climbing
the sexual peak also. What was happening to her? Were they right as
she really a pain seeking whore... a lesbian???? No this could not
be happening to her. she had always been so much in control of her
sexual activity. Now she was controlled by .....

   Her hands were crushed. Her cunt and tits possessed by others
and her poor tongue .... Her precious tongue was a prisoner of
these fiends. She was ..... coming?? She was their obedient
servant. She would do, be anything they required... The
consequences were too horrible to contemplate. Were they really
that horrible....

   "Now that I have your attention. I hope you will prove an
attentive student for the licking of my ass hole. I know you have
previously decided to do cocks with this but now cunts will be, you
say new to you. I know you will just LOVE them better than those
greasy cocks you had previously. Now I will be useing your tongue
as toilette paper for a while. To show that I don't kneed to solder
this size of ring permanently in place you will try real hard to
convince me. What do you think. You want to be my little toilette
mouth for a while??" Blanch asked.

   She needed no time to decide. She would do anything to stop this
terrible pain in her tongue. She nodded her head implicidally. The
flopping of the ring hurt and she hoped by agreeing to anything to
have it's speedy removal. She would lick anything to get her
tortured organ released and safely back in its place.

   She felt a hand pull the ring up and slowly remove the large
ring but as it withdrew another smaller stud followed it into the
shrinking organ. It like her was still a prisoner of these fiends.

   "This little stud will allow me to pull the dam thing out when
I wish to without any arguments in future. Also it will remind you
of what this tongue is for and whose it is." Blanch explained.

   "Now let me feel the little thing in its initial lick. You
better be a quick study as I do not like exposing my ass hole to
the guys here. Gives them the idea I might be had. It is OK for a
common whore like you but a respectable Lesbian like me has an
abhorrence of that sort of thing. Now show me that enthusiasm you
would for a slimy dick from those experienced holes of yours"

   She felt the ass cheeks on her facial cheeks and she sought out
the ass hole of her tormentor. The hurting pierced organ sought out
the neither hole. If told that she would be doing this yesterday
she would have thought the teller was insane. She was guided by the
smell and the ancient smell brain aided her in her abhorrent task.
Where was that stinking hole??.....

   She found and licked it. She found it disgusting and then she
sensed the bright lights. What were they ....

   "Lift up that face more bitch. Smile pretty for your daub as an
ass licker for the enjoyment of all. The boys like to see the whole
face of their ass lickers in the skin magazines." a male voice
said.

   <What!!!! They were filming this... NO NO!!!!> She would ....

   A female hand closed over her right tit and squeezed and
twisted.

   "You don't pull that shy virginal shit on me bitch. Go on with
the licking and I want lots of licking and fluttering of that
thing. Or maybe I should just pull it out and then I can think of
your struggles as I wipe my ass with it months from your tragic
drowning." Blanch ordered.

   Their was nothing she could do... She tilted her head as
required and fluttered her tongue. She was there and they had her
captive to their lust. .... Why was her cunt juicing soo?? She was
a normal respectable woman. A bit of a tease, but well this was
.... Her body betrayed her. She came when Blanch ordered,

   "Now show me how much you love me, bitch. French kiss that hole,
and it better have all your skill. I still got the pliers out, and
they grip that stud real easy."

   She stiffened her wounded organ and sank it to the stud in
Blanch. She tasted the essence of Blanch. She would be sick...
Still if she did that the pliers would .... No she remembered how
she drove Ken wild during the courting time, frenching him (of
course then it was his mouth and then it was for money but this was
for her life). She would try with all her skill on Blanches neither
hole.

   She forced her tongue in the tight grommet and wiggled it
around. The stud was pressed into the tender flesh and hurt her,
but it also reminded her that this was for real. These fiends were
not playing. They meant every word. She could not shake her tits or
wiggle her ass and get away from the consequences this time.

   Why did this give her a shattering cum??? This only happens to
whores. She was not ......What was she becoming??

   "Did the little pussy have a good cum?? That better not stop you
any more. I was just getting there and you better get on with it
and NOW!!! No more slacking if you come OK, but my servicing is
what is important to you well being." Blanches voice intruded.

   She fluttered and sank the tongue to it's fullest and worked
till Blanch had three orgasms. She was covered with sweat and fowl
smelling moisture from the ass cheeks pressing on her when she
heard,

   "Not bad for a first time. I bet we could train that mouth and
tongue to lick the mare to orgasms. What say guys. All the whores
get to suck off the stallion, but poor the mare always gets left
out??"  Blanch inquired. "I bet this bitch would be real good at
that end."

   What a horse?? Suck off a stallion?? A mare.... No they
couldn't... they wouldn't.... but she knew they might, what would
she do.......

   "Now that you have developed such a love for my ass hole, I'm
going to let you work up to my cunt and see if you find it as good
eating as my ass. Aren't you the lucky little whore today? I bet
you will never have soo much fun in your short life. Just think of
it as the culmination of your life. If I don't like the results I
can shorten your life to meer minutes." Blanch admonished.

   More later.................