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Arms, Part Four
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
WARNING: This is a graphic story of rape, sex and torture with underage
victims
Carl woke with a start as the door opened and Sylvia walked in. Behind
her came Stephanie, naked, being pulled along be a collar and leash.
Stephanie was gagged with a ring gag, a hard plastic ring wedged in her
front teeth with straps around the back of her head. The gag held her
mouth wide open, her tongue could be seen fluttering around in the open
space. Stephanie had been put in a harness made of black leather
straps. The straps went around her waist, crossed her breasts and over
her shoulders, meeting at the back of her waist. Where the straps went
over a breast, there was a three inch diameter iron ring. The girls
breasts were forced completely through the rings. This caused her
breasts to bulge out through the painfully tight rings around the
bases. A thin, hardened leather strap with spaced knots ran between her
legs, threading her bare pussy lips. The straps had been tightened to
the extreme, causing visible indentations in Stephanie's creamy, white
skin. Her hands were in leather cuffs that linked together and
connected to the back of the harness at her waist.
Carl looked into his daughter's eyes, what he saw there wasn't
pleasant. A lot of pain and humiliation from her experiences with the
Prince, but also a new found hatred for her father who had raped her.
Carl was still gagged, so he could not say anything, but he didn't know
what he would say anyway.
"Well Stephanie, let's say hello to daddy." Sylvia smiled as she moved
the girl until she was standing in front of her seated father. "You can
start by sitting on his lap, facing him." Sylvia said with a smile.
Tears were starting roll down Stephanie's face as she opened her legs
and placed her naked bottom on her father's thighs, her legs on either
side of the chair. Carl's pants were still open and his cock jumped
when her bare mound brushed against it. Stephanie looked down briefly,
only to see his cock, coated with her dried blood from when he raped
her. "Move your hips girl, rub yourself on his cock." Sylvia ordered.
Stephanie moaned through the open ring gag in protest. "You will obey,
or you'll have another session with those electrical toys, I'll make
you want to jump out of your skin this time." Sylvia warned.
Stephanie looked to the side as she started moving her hips. Carl felt
his daughter's bare cunt rubbing up and down his cock. In spite of
himself, his cock leapt to attention at the stimulation.
"Show him how nice your breasts look in the rings, rub them against his
face." Sylvia said.
Stephanie stood up, still over his lap. Her ringed breasts came up to
the level of his face. She started caressing his face with her
portruding breasts. This caused more pain from the constricting rings.
"Enough, get off him." Sylvia ordered. She walked over to a cabinet and
returned with a thin bamboo cane. Putting a hand on Stephanie's
shoulder, she pushed the girl down to her knees. Placing the cane down
behind the frightened teenager, Sylvia reached over to Carl and
unfastened the seatbelt-like strap holding his waist to the chair.
Grabbing a handful of long brown hair, Sylvia pushed Stephanie's head
down into her father's lap. Stephanie squealed in protest as the ring
gag settled onto her father's cock. His erect member slipped through
the ring and into her mouth. Sylvia shoved the girl's head down,
reconnecting the lap belt over the back of her head. Stephanie was
gagging and trying to pull her head up as Sylvia yanked the strap
tight, pressing her face even farther down on the erect cock. Carl
squirmed in the chair, never had he felt so utterly at odds with
himself. His cock was lodged firmly into a struggling girl's throat and
it felt great, at the same time he was horrified that the girl was his
sixteen year old daughter.
"There, now that's what I call father-daughter communication." Sylvia
said as she picked up the cane. "In fact, I think little Stephanie is
going to get across how she feels in a very unique way." Sylvia sent
the cane whistling across Stephanie's bent over ass.
A muffled scream came out of the poor girl as a deep red line appeared
on the upper part of her bottom cheeks. Carl jumped too as his cock
vibrated in her throat as muscles clenched with her scream.
"I do hope daddy's in a sexy mood, because I'm not stopping until he
comes." Sylvia laughed as she landed another stroke, just below the
first.
Another scream from Stephanie and another moan from her father as the
girl's pain was transformed into friction on his excited cock.
Stephanie's feet were kicking the floor as she tried to avoid the
blows, but they came relentlessly. At the fifteenth stroke Carl was
starting to approach an orgasm. Sylvia delivered five fast, sharp
slices that drove the screaming teenager crazy. Carl came furiously,
sending wads of semen down his daughter's throat. Stephanie choked and
gagged but could not move away. The girl's bottom was criss-crossed
with red lines left by the cane, at one point were two lines
intersected a drop of blood could be seen.
"I must say, you two have a great relationship!" Sylvia said as she
unfastened Stephanie and lifted her to her feet by the hair. "If you'll
excuse us, Steph has to get ready for a hot date." She pushed Stephanie
out the door without looking back.
Later that evening, Stephanie stood in front of a tall mirror. Evidence
of the past day had been washed away, although under the clothes she
wore there were still the welts from the cane on her bottom. Sylvia had
the girl dressed to kill, in an off the strapless black evening dress
that showed off her creamy shoulders. The tops of her breasts were
revealed in a plunging neckline that just stopped short of her nipples.
The dress had a tight waist and the hem stopped a just a touch higher
than mid-thigh. Under the dress she wore black, shear panties with
shear stockings and a black garter belt. On her feet were 3 inch black
heels. Sylvia had done her hair to perfection as well.
"Well, no wonder this Stevens guy was taken with you." Sylvia said
slyly. "That's a very hot look for a young girl like yourself."
"Please don't make me do this." Stephanie pleaded finally. Although
with what had happened so far, she no longer believed that there was
any thing that was to harsh for her to do.
"Now what did we say about talking?" Sylvia said. "I don't want to mess
up the beautiful job I've done because you forget the rules and need to
be punished." Now Sylvia smiled. "But just in case there is still some
doubt as to whether you can do what I've told you to do.." She walked
over to a curtain and drew it back. Behind the curtain was a window
into a dark room lit by only a fireplace. Sarah was in the room, naked
and tied over a wooden trestle. A bald oriental man was anally raping
the bent over woman his large cock. Sylvia pushed a button on the
intercom device mounted beside the window. Instantly, Sarah's cries
could be heard in time with each forward thrust of the large intruder
in her small anal passage. A video camera was set nearby, no doubt
recording the scene live for Carl's viewing pleasure.
"I hate to interrupt your fun, Master Li." Sylvia said. "But could you
give us a small sample of your talent for persuasion?"
The man said nothing, but pulled out of Sarah and walked to the
fireplace. Taking a pair of iron tongs, he lifted a small burning ember
out of the flames. He approached Sarah's exposed ass, with the glowing
material held before him in the tongs.
"No, please don't!" Stephanie cried, placing her hands on the window
pane.
The man did not acknowledge her. Using one hand, he pried open the
crack of her ass. He quickly placed the burning ember in her ass crack,
just above her anus. He then dropped the tongs and used both hands to
close her ass cheeks. Sarah let out a long, piercing scream. Her legs
could be seen pulling franticly at their bindings as she struggled to
dislodge the fire burning into her tender flesh. Master Li held the
ember in place for a minute, then released her as cheeks, causing the
ember to fall to the floor. The skin in her ass crack where the ember
had been was a deep red, with blisters starting to form. He placed his
cock back at her small anus and thrust into her again.
"I'm sure you understand your position now." Sylvia said, to the now
crying teenager, as she closed the curtain. "You will meet with Mr.
Stevens tonight. You will not speak a word unless told to. You will do
everything and anything that he asks or Master Li will get a chance to
play with young Beth."
Dale Stevens walked into the Prince's ornate office for the second
time. He had no idea why the Prince required another meeting, the hand
delivered message had contained no details. He also wondered if that
little stuck-up bitch would be around again. He still entertained dark
thoughts about her. After all, he thought, she had practically hung all
over him that night, teasing him until he was bursting with lust, only
to play the shy virgin when he responded in kind.
The Prince looked up from the papers on his desk. "Thank you for
attending on such short notice." He said, as Dale sat down.
"I'm honored, as always, but I was not aware that there were any more
official details to be ironed out since our last meeting." Dale asked
as he sat in a plush chair.
"Indeed, that is so." The Prince said with a smile. "I had intended to
discuss business of a more personal nature with you today."
"And what might that be?" Dale ventured warily.
"I have recently discovered that certain.... competitors of mine have
been receiving inside information from your embassy. Also, that this
information comes from a bright young staffer who's tastes exceed his
meager civil service salary." The Prince said smoothly.
"Are you accusing me of ..." Dale replied indignantly. Although he knew
exactly what the Prince was talking about.
"Not at all. Just pointing out the possibilities if this information
were true." The Prince gestured expansively. "For instance, it might be
advantageous to me if the information going to my competition were to
cross my desk first. It would allow me advance notice of certain
things, perhaps some of the material could be slightly altered before
reaching the opposition's eyes. I would be appreciative to the
individual in ways that my competitor cannot."
Now this was getting interesting, Dale thought. But he still had to
play this cool until he was sure that this joker was on the level.
"I still have no idea what you're talking about." Dale replied, hoping
that his deception was visible, but not too visible.
"Let me demonstrate." The Prince said generously as he pressed a button
on his desk. "My competitors offer financial reward for services
rendered I'm sure, and I do the same. But I believe that I can offer,
shall we say a 'perk' that they can't match."
The Prince became silent as Stephanie walked into the room, followed by
Sylvia. Dale's jaw almost hit the floor. It was her! The little tramp
was dressed exactly as she had been that night. The same sexy black
dress, hair done the same way, hell, he thought, even her perfume
smelled the same. Sylvia was in her working clothes, a white lab coat
that ended at mid thigh with white stockings and heels.
"I believe you have already met Stephanie." The Prince said." Say hello
to my guest Stephanie."
"Hello Mr. Stevens." Stephanie said in a quiet voice.
"Young Stephanie has agreed, for personal reasons, to be owned by me
for a period of time." The Prince said as he came around the desk and
stood beside her. "Until an as yet undetermined future date, this young
lady belongs to me in body, if not in soul." He placed a hand lightly
on a bare shoulder. "And possessions of mine I can of course bestow
upon others as 'gifts' for their loyalty and service."
"Is some kind of game?" Dale asked irritably. "If you have something to
say, please say it. Otherwise I'll take my leave now."
"Very well Mr. Stevens." The Prince said. "Your people lack the grace
of polite conversation. But I do can be abrasively direct when I
desire. What I am offering is, in addition to the usual financial
arrangements, the use of young Stephanie in exchange for the
informational items mentioned earlier."
"You've got to be kidding!" Dale exclaimed, although he noticed a deep
blush coloring the pretty teenager's face.
"Stephanie, kneel in front of Mr. Stevens and kiss his shoes until I
tell you to stop." The Prince ordered. Stephanie slowly kneeled before
Dale's chair. Dale watched her pretty head lower to his shoes. He
almost died when he felt her lips pressing against the toe of his
leather dress shoes.
"As you can see, she will accommodate anything you desire without
complaint." The Prince smiled. "Do we have an equitable deal?"
"Yes." Carl breathed, still staring at Stephanie's bare shoulders in
the strapless, black dress as she continued kissing his shoes.
"Very well." The Prince said. "I other business that requires my
attention. Feel free to use the girl for the rest of the evening,
Sylvia will assist you."
The Prince left the room. Dale was still speechless, staring down at a
formally stuck up young tease, as she continued kissing his shoes.
Dale's imagination was running wild.
He turned to Sylvia. "I can do anything I want with her?"
"Anything at all, she belongs to you temporarily." Sylvia replied. "But
you must not cause any permanent damage to her. Our master frowns upon
de-valuing property that he lends out."
"Why isn't she saying anything about this?" He asked.
"She has certain instructions to follow." Sylvia said. "She is not to
speak unless told to by you."
"She will do anything I ask without force?"
"Yes, however you may also use her with force if you like." Sylvia said
with a sly grin. She could almost see the drool coming out of this
guy's mouth.
"Stephanie, take my shoes and socks off." Dale ventured. The girl
stopped kissing his shoes and took them off his feet, pulling his socks
off as well.
"Now you may lick and suck my toes for a while." Dale said as he smiled
down at her. There was the briefest hesitation before he felt warm,
soft lips engulf one of his big toes. He ran a hand along her exposed
shoulders, thinking how much fun he was going to have with his pretty
new slave. When he tired of the soft lips and tongue playing with his
toes, he lifted her up by the hair so that she was kneeling upright in
front of him.
"May I point out that you look particularly stunning tonight Steph." He
said looking her in the eye for the first time since she slapped him at
the embassy.
"Put your hands behind your head and keep them there." He ordered.
Reaching for her, he placed one hand on the side of her face and gently
cupped her soft breast through the dress with the other.
"You weren't very impressed the last time I did this, eh?" He said as
his hand started rolling her breast around. "I do recall getting a nice
stiff nipple reaction before you so rudely interrupted me. Of course,
there will be no interruption this time." He pulled down the dress cup
that was barely covering her breast, revealing a perfectly shaped
breast with a very erect nipple. He quickly pulled down the other cup,
leaving both bare before his hungry gaze.
"Wet your fingers and play with your nipples for me." He said as he
pulled his cock out of his pants. She hesitated for a second until she
felt a hand grasping her hair, pulling her head back. Sylvia looked
down at her, there was no mistaking the message in her eyes. Stephanie
licked her fingers and started caressing her own nipples. Her face
blushed as she watched the excited eyes of this hated man watching her
stimulate her own body.
"Turn around and bend over." Dale ordered. Stephanie turned around on
her knees and lowered herself to her hands. Then she felt a hand
between her shoulder blades shove her head to the floor, leaving her
bottom stuck up in the air before Dale's hungry eyes.
"What have you people been doing with her?" He asked, running his hands
up the outside of her thighs, lifting the hem of the dress up to her
waist. This revealed black garters and a skimpy pair of black lace
panties. The panties covered very little of Stephanie's bottom cheeks,
and criss-crossing red lines decorated the pale skin.
"She was caned recently, as you can tell." Sylvia said as she knelt
with her knees on either side of the teenager's head. "All of her holes
have been broken in, she was a virgin when she came to us."
Dale pulled the small panties down to the girl's thighs. With her
bottom stuck up in the air the way it was, Dale could immediately see
the pretty, bare cunt and above that, the small dimple of her anus. He
cupped the moist lips of her pussy with one hand while tickling her
anal entrance with the thumb of his other hand.
"Too bad, I would have liked to have done that myself. But this little
bitch turned into an ice queen just as we got rolling." He punctuated
'bitch' by shoving his thumbs into both of her dry holes, producing a
short cry and some squirming of the pretty, young girl. A sharp slap
for Sylvia on the girl's hip stifled the cry and stopped the movement.
Dale moved his thumb back and forth in her anal passage, watching with
fascination as the tight little ring of flesh clung to the intruding
digit.
He stood up, opening his pants and pulling out a very erect cock. "Roll
her over, I want to see her face when she gets fucked."
Sylvia grabbed Stephanie and flipped her onto her back. She grasped the
youth's stocking- covered ankles and pulled them back and apart,
leaving her bare privates lifted and spread for the grinning man. He
stared at the frightened girl's eyes as he knelt before her and placed
his erect cock at the entrance to her pussy. She let out a short gasp
as he shoved the length of his cock into her tight pussy. She turned
her head away, but he grabbed her chin and roughly forced her face
towards his as he began pumping into her with slow thrusts. Seeing that
the man's body would hold the girl in place, Sylvia released the ankles
she was holding. Standing up, she opened her lab coat and let it slip
to the floor. Underneath she wore nothing but white garters to hold up
the stockings.
"Wow, do I get to play with you to?" Dale said with wide eyes as he
continued fucking the beautiful, young teenager.
"No." Sylvia said with a hint of disgust. "I'm here to help you enjoy
the Prince's gift. Towards that end I will do anything you wish."
Dale thought for a moment. "I hate to have all the fun by myself, why
don't you sit on the little slut's face and let her eat you?"
Sylvia smiled as she moved forward unit her heeled feet were on either
side of the girl's head. Stephanie stared up into the woman's hairy
cunt as it was gently lowered towards her face. She tried to shift
away, but Dale kept her pinned with his thrusting body and his hand on
her chin held her face straight up. Sylvia sighed as she settled down
on the teenager's face. She shifted herself so that the wet lips of her
cunt pushed down on the girl's closed lips.
"Open your mouth please." Sylvia said, as she moved herself back and
forth on the girl's face. "I want to feel your tongue inside me, I'm
sure you don't want to be punished in front of your new friend."
Stephanie, face now soaked with the excretions of the hot cunt that was
almost smothering her, opened her mouth and extended her tongue into
Sylvia's cunt. Immediately she had to swallow the flood of juices that
started pouring into her mouth.
On seeing this, Dale started pumping faster and quickly shot a load of
semen into the young girl. He pulled out and sat back, still watching
Sylvia grind her hips over Stephanie's face.
"What else can I do to her?" Dale asked as Sylvia closed her eyes in a
silent orgasm.
"I think you might want to deal with the issue of her slapping you in
public." Sylvia said as she lifted herself off the girl. Stephanie's
face was wet with Sylvia's fluids as well as her own tears.
"Yeah, that would teach the little bitch as lesson, what can I do?"
Dale was practically salivating at the thought of punishing this girl
with her 'holier than thou' attitude.
"There is another room in the palace that is well suited to this kind
of thing, follow me." Sylvia instructed as she pulled Stephanie up by
the hair and pushed her out of the room. Dale quickly pulled up his
pants and followed.
Stephanie was on her knees in the new room, naked save for a set of
heavy leather straps. In addition to the usual ankle and wrist cuffs,
she now had thick straps on each thigh and a large belt digging into
her midsection. Sylvia was busy arranging several chains connected to
pulleys on the walls to either side of the girl. The room was fairly
small, with various rings and pulleys connected to many places on the
walls. The only other item in the room was a large cabinet, which was
being inspected by an excited Dale.
"How would you like her arranged for punishment?" Sylvia asked.
"What is the best position?" He responded as he picked up an item from
inside the cabinet. "And what is this thing?" He lifted up a large
transparent plastic tube with a plunger on one end and what looked like
a large nozzle on the other.
"That would depend on what method of punishment you wish to use."
Sylvia smiled. "That instrument is a type of enema, you can fill it up
with various liquids and insert the nozzle into a girl's ass. Then you
can use the plunger to force the liquid into her bowels. You can do it
more than once to increase the volume of liquid she has to hold. She
will start to have severe cramps and the pain is excruciating." Sylvia
smiled. "It is a favorite of the Prince, especially with young, small
girls."
"Have you done this to her yet?" He asked.
"No, although her little sister received a mild enema earlier." Sylvia
said. "Would you like to try? It is very exciting when the severe
cramps start, along with the screams."
He walked in front of Stephanie and held the large nozzle up to her
face. "Yes, I think that will do nicely" Dale smile into the terrified
teenager's tear streaked face.
Sylvia pushed the girl's shoulder down so that she was on her hands and
knees. The chains came next, two chains connected her wrist cuffs to
pulleys at floor level on each opposing wall. The same was done to her
ankle cuffs and thigh straps. Two large chains from the ceiling
connected to either side of the waist strap. Sylvia then tightened the
chains. Stephanie's ankles were held apart, the chains held her thighs
open, and the waist chains kept her bottom from dropping when her knees
were pulled apart. Stephanie's weight was partially supported by her
knees and partially by the waist chains. Finally the wrist chains
pulled her arms as far as possible along the floor to either side.
Without the support of her arms, her upper torso to fell to the floor.
Dale walked behind the teenager. The effect was incredible, the girl's
bottom was up in the air, thighs held apart, her chest and head bent
down to the floor.
Sylvia retrieved a plastic basin from the cabinet and started filling
it with hot water from a faucet in the wall. As it was filling she
added some soap solution from a small bottle, causing the water to
bubble slightly. When the basing was full, she placed it beneath
Stephanie's spread thighs and motioned for Dale to begin.
Dale placed the large nozzle into the hot water and pulled the plunger
back. The hot, bubbly liquid was drawn up into the transparent
cylinder. He then carefully placed the tip against the girl's small
anal opening. He smiled as he forced the device into Stephanie, her
small opening stretched wide to accommodate the large nozzle. This
extracted a long moan from Stephanie, who had been mostly silent until
now. When the device was fully inserted, Dale reached back to the fully
extended plunger and began pressing it home. Stephanie immediately
started shaking her body within the limits of the chains, crying out as
vicious hot liquid was forced into her bowels. When the device was
empty Dale withdrew it from the crying teenager's ass. Immediately,
Sylvia reached down and forced a large, rubber plug into the distended
opening.
"We don't want the little darling letting go early do we?" She said.
"It usually helps if you make her jump around a little after taking one
of those, it kind of loosens her up inside" Sylvia said as she held the
plug in place. "You can use that whip in the cupboard on her back for
now."
Dale found the whip, it was a series of long, knotted leather attached
to a handle. He walked to the whimpering girl and let the leather
strands run across the side of her face.
"You know," He said, smiling sarcastically down at Stephanie's
tear-streaked face. "You're not such a bad date after all!" He
punctuated the sentence with the whip, sending a hard blow into her
back. Instantly, red lines appeared where the leather cords cut into
her pale skin. Dale delivered several strokes across the girl's back,
getting a sharp cry from her with every impact.
"Time for her second helping" Sylvia said as she pulled the plug out
from Stephanie's ass.
Dale quickly re-filled the plastic cylinder and plunged another dose of
hot water into Stephanie. When it was done, Sylvia re-inserted the plug
into the now constantly moaning girl. This time Dale picked out a kind
of metal cane. The device consisted of a rubber handle attached to a
thin, flexible metal rod. The rod was three feet long and about as
thick as a car antenna.
"That is usually best on the backs of her legs." Sylvia advised.
Dale rested the rod on the back of a slim calve, the raised it up and
brought it down with a quick stroke. Stephanie let out an astonished
scream, a thin red line appeared on the back of her leg. He gave her
four more slices on her calves before he had an idea of his own. He
stepped back and sent a whistling slice into the sole of her left foot.
Stephanie screamed her most agonized cry yet and leaped against the
chains. He sent another cut into her right foot and she jumped around
for a few minutes before collapsing.
"You've made her faint." Sylvia noted. "Get ready to give her another
dose of water while I wake her up."
Dale re-filled the cylinder for the third time and shoved it into the
girl's stretched anus. Sylvia held a small vial under Stephanie's nose
and the girl jerked awake, eyes wide as the plunger started shoving
more water into her bowels. When the device was again empty, Dale felt
under the girl's belly. He was not surprised to find a slight swelling
due to the amount of water he had injected into her.
"This time I think you might enjoy plugging her yourself." Sylvia
smiled as she ran a hand through Stephanie's hair.
Dale got the message. He dropped his pants and placed his painfully
erect cock at the teenager's nether entrance. Stephanie screamed in
protest, but it was lost in a gasp as he shoved his length into her
already overpressured bowels.
Dale sighed as he started pumping into Stephanie's bowels, some of the
water starting to leak out around him. This Prince sure knows how to
live, he thought to himself.
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