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Arms, Part Two
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This story contains violent non-consensual sex as well
as torture and humiliation inflicted upon a woman and
her two young daughters. If this kind of FANTASY offends
you, please stop reading now. If not, enjoy.....
Thanks goes out to readers who have read my stories and
responded with comments. I'm not the greatest at timely
responses, but I am still out here and I will finish the
ARMS story as well as a new one that is brewing in the
darker recesses of my mind.
As always, I'm interested in stories from others with a similar
flavour......
Thanx, Mathew H.
ARMS Part 2
Tape #1 - Sarah Eating Dinner
Sarah was strapped into what looked like a
dentists chair, dressed in the clothes she had set
out to wear to dinner that night. She was shaking
her head wildly and making unitelligible noises, she
was wearing one of the prod gags. A guard walked
into view and locked into place padded metal braces
on either side of Sarah's head. He turned adjusting
knobs until the braces held her head tightly so that
no motion was possible. He released the prod gag and
pulled it halfway out, tilting it towards her nose.
This forced her lower jaw down even further than it
was with the gag fully inserted. He held the prod in
place with one hand while the other retreived a
piece of hard white plastic from the tray beside the
chair. The plastic device was a small rectangle
with grooves on each end. He pushed it into one side
of her mouth and worked it into place on her rear
teeth. Her back molars wedged into the grooves in
the plastic tightly. He repeated the process with
another plastic rectangle on the other side of her
mouth. When he was done he pulled the prod out of
Sarah's mouth. Sarah's mouth still gapped open as
far as it had with the gag in place, the plastic
spacers forced her jaws to remain painfully wide. A
woman now entered the scene, carrying a covered
tray. The woman was tall, with shoulder length black
hair that she wore up. She was wearing a white lab
coat which hung down to mid-thigh with white
stockings and white heels. She placed the tray next
to the chair.
"My name is Sylvia, I supervise the punishments
that the Prince orders for his female slaves." She
said as she checked the straps holding Sarah to the
chair. "The Prince has ordered you and your
daughters to endure punishments until such time as
he decides to stop them. Why you are being punished
is of no relevance to me, my responsibility is to
see that the Princes whishes are carried out and to
ensure that you and your daughters are not
permanently injured, the Prince dislikes devalueing
his property. I am a fully qualified nurse and I
will try to keep you and your girls as comfortable
as possible within the bounds of my duty to the
Prince. I can even make it pleasant for you at times
if you like." with this, she ran a hand up along
Sarah's calf to her inner thigh, just under her
white skirt, and sqeezed.
Sarah jerked in the chair and groaned in anger,
she was not capable of forming any words with her
mouth distended as it was.
"Well, no matter, when you are not being
punished you are mine to use as I wish, your
daughters too" As Sarah let out another moan, Sylvia
pulled a pair of rubber medical gloves out of her
pocket and pulled them on. "I beleive you were about
to attend a dinner party when we interrupted you,
well we won't let you go hungry."
She removed the cover from the tray, under it
was a large metal bowl, the contents of which
immediatly assailed Sarah's nostrils.
"You have your youngest to thank for your
dinner tonight, she was very reluctant to expell it
but we helped her along." Picking up a large spoon
Sylvia scooped the lumpy brown substance up and
dumped it into Sarah's mouth, holding her tongue
down with her other hand. Sarah gagged at the
noxious stuff that was running down her throat and
immediatly started retching. Spoonful by spoonful
Sarah was fed her daughters excrement. When it was
all down, Sylvia pushed a button and the chair
started tilting back on an electric motor. The motor
stopped when her head was two feet from the floor.
"Ahmed, give her something to wash it down
with" Sylvia as she removed her gloves.
The guard stood above Sarah's head and took his
cock out. Sarah cried out again but was silence as
the stream of urine hit her mouth and filled it up.
She had no choice but to swallow to keep breathing.
When he was done she sobbed quietly until shocked
awake by a bucket of cold water which was dumped on
her head. Sylvia knelt beside her and used a sponge
to clean her face and mouth.
"That went well, now we'll do something nice
for desert" Out of her pocket she pulled a small
metal device. It was basically a small stainless
steel clamp with two small posts on either side.
Reaching into Sarah's mouth, Sylvia grasped her
tongue and pulled it out. With her other hand she
closed the clamp around Sarah's tongue as close to
the back as possible. Using a small screwdriver she
tightened the clamp unitil it was firmly holding the
base of Sarah's tongue. Sylvia released her grip,
and Sarah reflexivly tried to pull her tongue into
her mouth. The small posts on the clamp bumped
against the plastic spacers at the back of Sarah's
mouth and would go no further. Sarah's tongue was
held at almost full extension out of her mouth.
"You have probably never been made to pleasure
a woman before, so this first time I'll do all the
work." Sylvia opened her lab coat, beneath she wore
nothing but the white stockings and a matching
garter. Her full breasts swayed as she stood facing
Sarah's feet with her legs on either side of Sarah's
head. Sylvia touched the chair control and Sarah's
head started lifting up towards Sylvia's crotch.
Sarah's eyes closed tightly as her extended tongue
made first contact with the lips of Sylvia's pussy.
When the motor stopped, Sarah's tongue was lodged in
Sylvia's pussy hole, her chin was smothered in pubic
hair, and her nose was wedged between Sylvia's ass
cheeks. Sylvia was already wet as she started
rocking back and forth, she could feel the forced
out tongue rubbing her pussy wherever she wanted.
She excited herself on Sarah's face for some time,
occasionaly sliding forward so that Sarah's tongue
excited her anus as well. She climaxed violently,
holding on to Sarah's breasts with tightened fists.
When she was finished, she closed her lab coat and
returned the chair to it's upright position.
"That was nice" she said as she sponged off
Sarah's face, which was covered with her juices.
"Next time you will not be locked in the clamp, and
you will learn to do it well, as will your
daughters."
TAPE #2 - Beth in the bathroom
The woman named Sylvia was leading Beth down a
long hallway. Beth was dressed in her school
uniform, a pleated skirt with a white blouse, knee
socks and black shoes. Her long red hair was pulled
back in a pony tail.
"You should use the washroom first, because you
won't be able to during the official dinner
ceremony", Sylvia said with a smile. She led Beth
down a side hallway. Unlocking the door, she led
Beth into a small bedroom. The room was lit with low
lighting, a small four post bed was on one side and
a small leather couch sat on the other side. In
front of the couch was a long, low bench covered in
leather. On the bench sat a young girl not much
older than Beth, this was the young slave that the
prince had acquired from Beth's father. She was
dressed much the same as Beth, with a short skirt
and blouse, but her feet were bare.
"This is Rosalyn, she is staying here for a
while to learn about the Prince and his way of
life", Sylvia said, smiling at the girl. "You notice
she does not speak unless specifically asked to,
this is a custom of the Prince's people. Young girls
must remain silent until asked to speak. Would you
like to learn about the customs of the PRince and
his family Beth?"
"I guess so." Beth said hesitatingly as she
looked around the room. The walls were covered with
tapestries depicting all kinds of flowers in many
colours.
"That is very good, we'll start now. The
washroom is through that door." She led beth through
a door into a large bathroom. The bathroom was all
done in black porcelain. The walls were mirrored on
all sides. There was no sink, only a large bathtub
and an odd looking bidet as well as a low bench much
like the one in the living room. At various places
throughout the room and on the fixtures were solid
silver rings. Beth, of course, did not grasp the
import of these things, but her father, watching the
whole scene on some kind of hidden video system had
seen this bathroom before. The Prince had it custom
built for his new young slave, Rosalyn. Using the
rings, a girl could be secured in any number of
positions and be forced to perform normal bathroom
functions as well as some not so normal functions.
Beth looked at the bidet strangely, she had never
seen one before.
"It's called a bidet, you have to remove your
panties and squat over it", Sylvia said as she sat
on the bench, watching Beth expectantly.
"It looks wierd, but I'll try it. I shouldn't
be long", she stood next to the device, waiting for
Sylvia to leave.
"Now, you have to remember the Prince's
customs, you do not speak unless asked to, it would
be considered impolite if you spoke around adults.
You might as well start now. There are punishments
here for girls who break the rules", Sylvia said.
"And you don't have to worry about releiving
yourself in front of me, in front of other women or
the Prince you should not be ashamed of your body."
"I'd rather try this alone, please" Beth wasn't
sure she wanted to experience to much of this
Prince's culture if she couldn't speak and had to
use the bathroom in front of other people.
"Now Beth, you really must make an effort to be
silent. Your father is aware of what we are doing
and has voiced no problems about it." Sylvia was
starting to look more serious now and had lost some
of the cheerfulness she had exhibited before.
"Perhaps a demonstration would ease your
hesitations, Rosalyn, show Beth how to properly
releive herself." She motioned to the girl who had
followed them into the bathroom, shutting the door
behind her. The girl walked over to the bidet and
straddled it, one bare foot on either side. The
device was wider than normal and this caused the
girl's legs to be parted more than usual. She
reached down and lifted the short skirt up so that
it was bunched at her waist. Her crotch was
hairless, her small slit completly exposed. At this
point Beth had seen enough and ran for the door, but
found it locked. Sylvia grabbed Beth by the arm in a
strong, painful grip and pulled her over to the
other girl, pushing her down to her knees. Beth
found herself looking straight at Rosalyn's pussy,
it lips slightly parted because of her spread legs.
Beth tried to yell for help but found her mouth
stuffed with a piece of cloth Sylvia had retreived
from a pocket. Sylvia took a silk handkercheif from
another pocket and placed it over the cloth in
Beth's mouth, tying it tightly behind her head.
"Now you will learn how to to what you are told
and be silent." Sylvia said darkly. She then nodded
to Rosalyn. Rosalyn concentrated for a second and a
stream of urine emerged from between her legs,
splashing into the water below. Beth treid to look
away but a firm hand in her hair yanked her head
back and she was forced to watch the remaining urine
flow from the girl. When Rosalyn was finished,
Sylvia nodded to her again, "and the other." Rosalyn
squatted a bit lower and after straining, she was
rewarded with a large plop in the bowl below. Beth
was close to tears now as Sylvia pushed her face
even closer to Rosalyn's crotch as the girl cleaned
herself with some tissue. When Rosalyn was finished,
Sylvia pushed her over to the bench. "Take off her
shoes and socks" Sylvia said as she held Beth down
on the bench, her legs dangling off the end. "If you
struggle you will be hurt, so be still" Sylvia spoke
in a scary tone of voice, much different from her
friendly words earlier today. Beth stopped
struggling, scared stiff of being hurt by these
people. Rosalyn removed her shoes, and then stripped
off her socks, leaving her feet bare. "Get some
ankle and wrist cuffs" Sylvia ordered. Rosalyn
retrieved four leather and steel cuffs from a
cabinet on the wall. The cuffs were made of thick
leather with steel buckles and rings with clips, but
they were sized carefully for a small girl's wrists
and ankles. Indeed, they had seen much use holding
back the writhings of Rosalyn quite often while
under the attentions of the Prince. She locked a
cuff tightly on each of Beth's slim ankles and then
placed the wrist cuffs on relucted wrists forced out
by Sylvia. Sylvia then stood Beth up, openly sobbing
now. "Take your panties off Beth." Beth just stood
there, not beleiving what was happening. Sylvia
looked meaningfully at Rosalyn. Rosalyn walked over
to the cabinet and came back with a long black
switch. "Either you take them off or I will and then
you will feel this switch across your bare bottom."
Sylvia snapped. This frightened Beth into motion,
she would do whatever Sylvia asked or be hurt. She
reached down, the unacustomed weight of the cuffs on
her wrists, and pulled her panties down and stepped
out of them. They were white, with pink flowers
printed on them. "Very pretty," Sylvia picked up the
underwear,"now stand over the bidet." Beth did as
instructed, having to spread her legs uncomfortably
to do so. She whiped tears from her cheeks. "Don't
worry about that, I like young girl's tears" She
reached down and, using the clips on Beth's ankle
cuffs, fastened her ankles to two rings on either
side of the bidet. She then locked beth's wrists
behind her back. Beth's belt was removed and then
her wool, wrap-around skirt was taken off. Beth now
wore only her white blouse, which hung down below
her waist. Sylvia smiled a Beth's panicy expression
as she undid the front buttons of the blouse, then
pulling it down her shoulders a bit so that the her
front was wide open. Sylvia sat on the bench and
admired Beth's nearly naked body, her pubic area was
just starting to grow fine red hairs around a
delicate slit. Beth's newly forming breasts were
still small bumps inside a dainty training bra.
"You may begin now." Sylvia said as she took
the switch from Rosalyn. Beth just wimpered, moving
her hands around against the unacustomed restraints.
Sylvia reached out with the end of the switch and
tapped it lightly on Beth's pussy lips. Beth jumped
slightly, squealing through the gag. "My patience is
wearing thin Beth." More tears flowed as Beth
released her bladder and her urine streamed into the
bidet. She soon finished, still sobing into the gag.
"Now the other thing, just like Rosalyn" Sylvia
ordered. Beth's eyes opened wide at this but she
immediatly tried to comply but her bowels were not
going to cooperate in this situation. "Well Rosalyn,
She is trying, but I think she'll need some help."
Sylvia walked over to Beth and pushed her forward
and down to her knees. Because her ankles were still
attached to the sides of the wide bidet, she ended
up kneeling directly in front of it, her bottom
pressed against its edge. The bech was then moved up
to her until it bumped against her stomach. Sylvia
went behind her and, grabbing her pony tail with one
hand, she shoved the other between Beth's legs,
roughly grasping her crotch. Screaming into the gag,
Beth was lifted up as Rosalyn pushed the bench
forward into Beth's waist. Sylvia lowered Beth's
torso onto the bench and secured it there with a
tight strap over her waist. Beth was now lying half
on the bench with her bottom suspended over the
bidet, legs spread by her secured ankles on either
side of the bidet. Sylvia opened a cabinet on the
wall, inside were the various toys that were
available for the Prince to use or have used on
Rosalyn. Included was a full enema kit with a long
hose, clamp, nozzles and several clear bags full of
liguid. The nozzles were arranged by size and
numbered.
"Rosalyn, your about the same size as Beth,
what size feels most comfortable for you?" Sylvia
asked sweetly.
"I can use a number 2 without any pain,
mistress." Rosalyn spoke for the first time in a
small voice. There were six nozzles in the set.
"What does the Prince use on you?" Sylvia said
as she examined the devices. Each nozzle started
with a small spout and was about three inches long,
flaring towards a grove at the base. The smallest
barely widened at all along it's length, the largest
flared to 1 1/2 inches before the groove at it's
base.
"He uses number 5 unless he is punishing me,
then he uses the 6." Rosalyn said.
"Well, we'll go easier on Beth as this is her
first time, a 4 will do nicely." She removed the
nozzle, which was still almost an inch wide.
Removing the rest of the kit, Sylvia attached the
hose to a new bag and hung it from a hook in the
ceiling, letting the hose hang down, near its end
was a clamp. Sylvia watched the liquid flow down the
hose until it was stopped by the clamp.
"Hold her open for me." Sylvia ordered. Rosalyn
threw a leg over the bench and sat on the small of
Beth's back, facing her bottom. Placing a hand on
each of Beth's bottom cheeks, she pulled them wide.
Beth groaned loudly but Sylvia was no longer
concerned with the sounds that Beth produced.
Pooring some oil from a small jar onto the nozzle,
she crouched down behind Beth. Sylvia placed the tip
of the nozzle on Beth's small dimple of an anus and
started working it into her. Beth was screaming into
the gag now, at the same time trying to wrench
herself away from the intrusion into her bottom. But
with Rosalyn's weight on her and her ankles locked
in place she could do nothing as the widening nozzle
was forced into her. Sylvia continued pushing and
twisting the nozzle against the resistance of Beth's
sphincter muscle. Sylvia smiled as she watched the
young girl's muscles give up and the nozzle sunk all
the way in, Beth's now tightly stretched anus
locking into the groove at the base of the nozzle.
Sylvia took the free end of the hose and attached it
to the base of the nozzle. When she released the
clamp, liquid flowed down and into Beth's rectum.
"We'll just give her a quart, to loosen her
bowels up a bit." Sylvia walked around to watch
Beth's face as the liquid continued to flow from the
bag. "I being easy on you now Beth, but if you fail
to do everything I or the Prince asks from now on, I
will use the largest nozzle and put enough liquid
into you to make your belly swell like a pregnant
woman. Your voice will fail because of your constant
screaming at the pain. Do you understand?" Through
her wimpers, Beth nodded her head. "That's good,
because we can do nice things to you as well."
Sylvia walked back to the bag, which was almost
empty, and sqeezed the rest of the liquid down the
tube. The nozzle was removed and Beth was released
and made to squat over a pail and release her
bowels. Her attitude was totally submissive now and
she did everything asked of her with a blank face.
Beth's restraints were removed and put away by
Rosalyn, she was then led into the small bedroom.
"Lie down on the bed please Beth." Sylvia said
as she followed the grils into the room.
Not saying a word, Beth sat on the bed and then
stretched out, her hands nervously clasped on her
tummy. Sylvia sat down beside her near the head of
the bed, Rosalyn sat on the other side near Beth's
bare feet.
"Now we'll do something nice for Beth,
Rosalyn." Sylvia said, smiling at Beth. "Show Beth
how you have learned to make another girl feel good
below her waist."
Rosalyn reached over and started running her
hands up Beth's slim legs. Beth stiffened and once
Rosalyn's hands started pushing her skirt up her
thighs she reached down in panic, squealing into her
gag.
"Now, now, none of that." Sylvia said as she
pulled Beth's wrists above her head, fastening them
to silk cords attached to the bed frame for just
such a purpose.
Rosalyn pushed Beth's skirt up to her waist,
revealing bare, slim hips and naked pubic area
sparsly covered with fine red hairs. Rosalyn started
running a finger along Beth's closed slit. Beth
jumped at the touch to her private parts, trying to
roll away, but Sylvia held her down with a hand on
her stomach. Her her other hand, Sylvia undid the
buttons to Beth's blouse. The blouse fell open to
reveal a dainty white training bra. Meanwhle Rosalyn
continued to rub her fingers along the front of
Beth's pussy between tightly closed legs. Sylvia
slid a hand underneath a white, frilly bra cup. Her
hand cupped the small, barely formed breast, the bud
of a nipple held between her thumb and forefinger.
"Now, you will keep still and do what I tell
you." Sylvia said, as she looked into Beth's eyes
and played with the girl's nipple. "Or I will do
things like this.."
Beth's small torso arched up off the bed as
Sylvia squeezed a small nipple with her strong
fingers. She fell back, breathing heavily when
Sylvia eased up on the pressure without releasing
the nipple from her grip.
"Pull your knees up and open your legs" Sylvia
said, punctuating the phrase with another quick
squeeze on Beth's nipple.
Beth, tears streaming down her face, slowly
brought her knees up and moved her legs apart.
Rosalyn promptly placed herself between them, her
face inches away from Beth's now fully exposed
pussy. Placing a finger on each pussy lip, Rosalyn
drew Beth's pussy open and proceeded to run her
tongue along the inner folds of flesh that were now
exposed. Beth squealed and turned her head to the
side, but did not move, fearful of the tight grip
still on her tender nipple.
"There, isn't that much nicer?" Sylvia smiled
as she moved the bra cups aside, exposing Beth's
small, budding breasts. Sylvia bent over and took
the nipple that she had hurt into her mouth.
They continued like this for some time, Rosalyn
eating Beth's pussy while Sylvia sucked on her
nipples. Beth's head was turned all the way to one
side and she was wimpering now and then as her
physical reactions to the stimulation she was under
started to take over. Suddenly she stiffened,
breathing short, fast breaths into the gag as she
climaxed.
"Very good Rosalyn" Sylvia said as she rose
form the bed. "The Prince won't be using her until
tomorrow, she's yours for the night." Sylvia moved
for the door. "Keep her tied and gagged, make her
come at least twice more before the morning. Good
night, girls." there was a click as the door was
locked behind her.
Carl closed his eyes. He could not believe what
he had just seen. He wanted so much to scream for
them to stop but he knew it was useless, the action
had already taken place and he was only watching a
recording. Who knew what they had been doing to his
precious Beth since?
Mathew H.
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