Slave girl 3
We started back to the house and I told him to get naked too so he could feel
how great the sun and warm breezes felt on the skin. He loved it too.We went in
to the house and drank some pop then a beer way in the back I was sure Dad had
forgotten about.
I sat here idly caressing my pussy. It seeemed unreal it didn't hurt considering
what I thought were terrible stings at the time.
We talked about our experience with both of us marvelling at how exciting it had
been. Then out of the blue he said, "I think I would like to paddle your butt
like your Dad does."
"But I haven't disobeyed."
I know. I am just curious and you seem to like a little pain. Just a few, Okay?"
"Well maybe five easy ones."
"No ten. It will take five just to see how hard you want them."
We settled on eight and he grinned to let me know he would have settled for five
if I had kept bargaining.
He went into role play again saying, "No daughter of mine is going to drink my
beer. You are in for a spanking."
It was weird he said almost exactly what my Dad would say.
He had me lay over the table then told me to open my legs so my tummy and boobs
could press on it.
He hit my right cheek and a sting radiated directly to my pussy. It was weird.
Dad's spankings just hurt but being naked with my front rubbing on the table
made it a whole new dimension. Since I had just grunted he hit the other cheek a
little harder.That pain seemed to radiate right to my clit. By the time he was
through my pussy was soaking and to my surprise he drove his dick deep into it
then began pumping with his thighs slapping my red buns. It was great and since
he had cum before he was able to last until I had a great orgasm.
He stepped back and said, "God that was great. I got my dick in clear to my
balls."
"I know. I think you came close to touching bottom."
We laid on the couch hugging each other then he said, My dick is sticky. Clean
it off with your tongue."
"Oh God that is gross and I am too tired for another whipping."
"Too bad. Your rules."
It was weird I knew in the back of my mind that I could tell him to fuck off and
send him home but my stubborn pride made me want to comply with the rules I had
made.
"Shit. Okay."
He sat up and scooted forward and I knelt between his legs and began licking. I
knew it was my juices as well as his and was glad I didn't taste bad. I licked
every inch of him including the head and his balls.As I was moving his balls
around with my tongue I was amazed to see his dick harden again. I had heard
Highschool girls say their boyfriends could only get it up a few times.
He said, "I think I want to fuck your asshole."
"Oh that is gross. You will get shit all over your dick and I am sure you can
never get your dick in my tiny asshole."
"Not if I give you a few enemas."
"No. I haven't had an enema since I was little and I remember I didn't like it."
"Okay. This time I think I will paddle your tits."
God my butt was still stinging. I couldn't even imagine what it would feel like
on my nipples.
"Oh okay. Give me an enama."
He took me to the bathroom. and found Mom's douche bag and an enema nozzle. He
had me get in the tub and put my head on my arms then filled her douche bag to
the top with warm waterand hung it on the shower curtain rod. He jammed the
nozzle into my ass and I yelled, "Not so fast " but he just said, Too late it is
already in. He unclasped the valve on the rubber tube and I felt myself being
filled. Towards the end it began to hurt and I looked through my cleavage to see
I now had a pot belly.
He pulled out the nozzle and said, "Okay you can shit now."
"Good. Go outside."
"Noway. I want to watch this."
"I won't do it with you here."
"You will eventually."
The little bastard was right. I began getting cramps that got worse until I
jumped out of the tub to plop on the toilet just in time for a solid stream of
water to gush out. It was really embarrassing especially with the farting noises
that made him laugh.
I wiped and got up saying, "Happy now?"
"Oh wait. I forgot the soap. This baby shampoo should work. Get back in the
tub."
Only the thought of the paddle hitting my tits got me back in the tub again to
be filled to the point of cramps. I later found Mom only filled it half way for
enemas and only full for douches. No wonder I had cramps.
This time I flopped on the toilet as soon as the nozzle was pulled for the
relief of taking off the pressure. I wiped and started to flush it but he said.
"Wait let me check"
He looked at the water and said, "Sorry baby. It is still brown. I guess you
need one more."
"Oh come on. It is just a little tan."
"Suit yourself. You are the one who will be licking my dick afterward."
That thought made me nauseous and with a little sob I got back in the tub. This
time my butt must have become sore becuause the nozzle felt like it was
stretching me. I moaned, "Whats happening.My hole feels like it is being
stretched."
He giggled and said, "It is. I switched to the douche nozzle. I'll bet my dick
will fit now."
I moaned,"You bastard." Remembering that nozzle was so big my hand couldn't wrap
around it.He kept pushing and twisting on it while I squealed in pain until I
felt the wide end holding my ass crack open.
He fussed around with the deouche bag for a minute then turned it on. I felt it
filling me which is not bad at first but as I got fulller and fuller the cramps
started. I knew from experience this meant the bag was nearly empty. This time
though the water kept coming and the cramps got worse. I looked down and my
belly had got so big I looked like I was pregnant. All of a sudden I felt water
drip on my head. I looked up to see the flexible showerhead had been put in the
top of the bag for a neverending source of water. I said angrily, "Damn you!"
and reached back to jerk out the nozzle. I didn't make it to the toilet. As soon
as I pulled out the nozzle water shot out of my ass and kept coming as the
cramps subsided.
He laughed and said,"Hey at least it is clean water. You won't need another."
"You are mean. I don't want to play this game anymore."
"No way. You said we would play till sundown which is still a long way off. You
wanted to see how it would be to be a slave."
I couldn't argue with that. I was sure he would never had the nerve to ask me to
be a slave if I had not volunteered abd it was my fault I had not made more
rules. I thought that since my butt hole was already stretched I might as well
let him fuck me there.
"Well okay. You can fuck my butt."
"Great. Get down in the same head down position you were in the tub. I'll get
some vaseline to make it go in easier."
He got the vaseline which he pushed into my butt hole with his finger then he
had me suck him till he was hard and put the vaseline on his dick. I put on a
lot but it wasn't really necessary. My butt hole had been stretched enough for
hs dick to slide in easy.
It felt pretty good as he told me to tighten and loosen my butt muscles but I
knew I would never be able to cum from it until he reached around to play with
my nubbin. Now with his dick and fingers going I began climbing to my orgasm.
Unfortunately my butt clenching had really worked for him letting him cum before
me. I kinda felt cheated as his soft dick slipped out.
I hoped to be finished off and asked him if he wanted to play with my cunny but
he said, "No. I need a break. That cum hurt me. I have never came so many times
in a day. I think I would just like to play with you awhile."
His first game was, "Baby." He got some talcum powder and put it all over my
butt and pussy then used a dishtowel to make me a diaper. He had me crawl around
on the floor saying "Goo'" for a long time. It did nothing for me but for some
reason he thought it was real funny and giggled as he watched me.
The next was "Model" He said his cousin Don had sent him a wild picture that he
wanted to see live. He showed it to me. It was a girl wearing a leather costume.
The top had holes in the bra that her boobs were pulled through to pinch them at
the bases and the bottom was just a leather strap going through her legs and to
a waist strap to make her pussy puffy around the edges. what alarmed me though
was the fact she had rings in her nipples with weights on the end of a string.
I said, "No way you are going to poke holes in my nipples. That is one of the
rules."
"I know that, I have it figured out. I got some stuff ready. It is in a sack
outside in case your folks were still home."
He got the sack and pulled out some hay bale twine. He had me hold my tits out
by my nipples while he wrapped the twine around the base of my boobs till they
were round and hard as softballs then tied the string behind my neck to make
kind of a bra. The tight twine made my boobs throb and I thought if I ever wore
a bra I would get one like hers.
He took some rope out of the sack and tied it tight around my waist. Then he
tied another rope to it and ran it down the crack of my butt and through my slit
to tie to the front of my waist rope. As A final touch he pulled my outer lips
out to puff around it.
Then he took out a couple of big fish weights tied to a string he had made a
hangman's noose in. He put the loop of the noose around my nipple and tightened
it to make me gasp, "Oh it is too tight. It is hurting me."
"Shh. It has to be tight so it won't slip off." He put the other one on just as
tight and I stood there now with both my boobs and nipples throbbing.
He completed the costume by getting a pair of Mom's high heel shoes. They were a
little big for me and I had never walked in high heels so I felt a little off
balance. He told me to stand up straight and start walking. I was clumsy at
first and walking with little stumbles brought wild feelings all over.The
weights jerked on my nipples to make them throb more but what was really wild
was the rope between my legs. At first it hurt a little as it rubbed on my butt
hole and nubbin but then I got wet down there and it just fel good.
After walking around a bit he told me to trot. That made the weights jerk on my
nipples to make them hurt but it was kind of a good hurt. Then he told me to do
jumping jacks. I told him I couldn't do it in the shoes so he agreed to let me
take them off as long as I stayed on my toes. That was WILD! The weights jerked
real hard and y pussy opened and closed around the rope to make it seem it was
going deeper. He let me do it until I came and flopped to the floor all sweaty
and panting.
He just watched me a while then said,"God. All kinds of things make you cum."
He took off my costume and I found the blood rushing back to my tits and nipples
really hurt. He took off the rope then pulled my pussy lips open to say, "The
rope really made your pussy inside and your butt hole red. Do you have any
salve?"
"Oh yeah. I know just the thing. Dad has some horse balm in the tack room."
He ran to get it and then rubbed it up and down from my butt hole to the top of
my slit. God that felt so good! He asked me if I felt better and I told him I
was fine now because that balm had some kind of deadener in it.
"Good we may need it later. I have one more idea. Do you still have that leotard
you had when you were taking ballet lessons. I knew what he meant. It was made
of some stretchy material and when dad had seen it he had said,"Jesus she might
as well be naked. Thank God it isn't flesh colored."
Tom said."I know I remember seeing you in it. Even though you wore panties under
it you could see your little puffy cunt lips. I thought of you in it when I
jerked off."
I was so young at the time it never occurred to me that I looked sexy.
It was in Mom's Goodwill sack and I got it.
I had grown a lot since then. I managed to get it up to my waist although most
of the butt part slid into my butt crack. but it was too short to stretch up to
my boobs.
Tom said, "We can fix that. It is going to be thrown away anyway so I'll just
cut it in two."
He got the scissors and while I held it up he cut around the waist just below my
belly button.
I pulled up the top and went over to the nirror. I said, "Oh I see what Dad
meant. The seam in the crotch sinks in to make a perfect outline of my pussy.
The top is so tight it is flattening my tits to make me look younger."
Tom said, "Yeah. You look just like I had hoped. I have something to put inside
the leotard."
He reached into the feedsack to bring out a grocery sack he opened to show me he
had gathered hundreds of cockleburs. They are evil things if you step on one in
bare feet they hart like crazy and they will even flatten your bike tires.
I looked at them in horror and said "No. No! Remember no sticking."
"No. You said no needles or pins. They are long these are only about a quarter
inch."
"I don't care they will really hurt. I know I stepped on one once."
"Okay I'll tell you what. I will just give you one spank on your tit. You can
decide if you want nineteen more or if you want to wear the burrs."
"Seeing the burrs made the spanking seem not so bad. I said, "How long would I
have to wear the burrs."
"ten minutes tops. You can even set your Moms timer to make sure I don't cheat."
"It still seems a long time so I'll try the boob spank."
"Fine. Just pull down the top and put your arms on your head while pushing out
your tits."
I think it may have been better to be tied. To have to pose that way made it
seem I was helping him hurt me.
When he was satisfied I was pushing out enough he brought the ping pong paddle
so hard on my nipple my tit went flat. My whole boob stung but especially my
poor nipple."
"I screamed, "No more. I'll take the burrs."
He got the timer and I set it to ten minutes knowing I was cheating a little
since nothing had happened yet but he didn't object.
He had me hold out the back of the leotard then put on a leather glove to grab a
handful of burrs to jam down clear to the crotch. I began to whimper feeling the
needles sticking the edges of my butt hole and all up the buttcrack. He
sprinkled a bunch more into the back and told me to let it go.
I squealed as hundreds of needles stuck into me. I remembered Mom whining when
she stuck a needle into her finger while sewing. She should try this!
He had me hold out the front and I again felt a pang of guilt about helping him.
He got a handful then jammed in his fist his middle finger parted my cunny lips
and when he took out his hand they closed over a couple of burrs to make me
squeal in pain. He sprinkled more down into the panties and told me to let go.
This time I just let it go back slowly but I could still feel the needles
digging all the way from my crotch to my lower belly.
He had me hold out the top and just dumped in the rest of the sack but then he
moved a few to make sure they would be on my nipples. The top was so tight even
though I very slowly let it go back the needles stuck every inch of my boobs
I stood there shaking from the pain to every inch of my sexy parts but he wanted
more.
"Okay I want you to do the goose step like we saw in the history class movie."
I just stood there cringing at that idea until he said, "Am I going to have to
spank your butt to get you moving."
I knew that would really drive them in so I whimpered "No," and began marching.
You can't imagine how bad that was. My legs going straight out from my waist
then hitting the floor made more burrs go into my pussy and butt crack and the
exaggerated swing of my arms buried the burrs in my boobs.
By the second circuit of the room tears were flowing down my cheeks so he felt
sorry for me and let me stop. I immediately opened my legs in an effort to take
the pressure off the burrs in my poor pussy.
He said, "Do you want to cut the time down to a minute?"
I whined, "God yes."
"Okay."
He tied a rope around my wrists and said the minute would start when I was in
position.
he led me out to the barn and every step was torture as the burrs dug in. Then
he led me over to one of the gates made of two inch pipe and told me to climb up
and straddle the pipe.
I said, Oh god. That will drive the burrs deep inside me."
"Yep. That is the idea. Either that or you goose step and do jumping jacks."
I just moaned again feeling guilty by helping him torture me and gingerly sat
straddling the pipe with my feet on a lower pipe. He pulled my wrist rope over
to the vertical pipe by the hinges and pulled me Forward. I squealed as the pipe
pushed burrs into my pubic bone. then he began wrapping rope around my body from
the top of my boobs to the bottom driving the burrs in as deep as they would go.
He started the timer and sat it on the ledge where I could see it. I thought
nothing could be worse than this but I was wrong. he jerked my feet off the pipe
and began pulling down on one then the other to make me rock and drive the burrs
into my puss and butt hole. I had no idea a minute could be so long.
Finally there was a "Ding." The minute ws up. It had seemed like an hour."
I was so weak from the constant pain he had to help me down.
He unwrapped the rope then took off the leotard. None of the burrs fell to the
ground because they were either stuck to the leotard or to me. He laid me on my
back on a straw bale which stuck my naked back but it was nothing compared to
the burrs and now I could open my legs as far as possible. He came back from the
tack room with a needle nose pliers he used to pull out the burrs buried in my
pussy and asshole. It hurt having them drug out but the relief when they were
gone made it worth it.
He got the horse balm and rubbed it in and on my pussy and butt hole then over
my boobs which were covered with tiny drops of blood.
It felt wonderful and I was amazed the balm could work on even that pain.
I said, "I feel better now but no more torture. Okay?"
"Sure I am out of ideas anyway but seeing you squirm on that pipe has me hard.
Should we fuck?"
"Uhuh it will help me forget the pain."
He climbed on top of me which pushed straw into my butt and back but it was okay
once his wonderful dick started going in and out. By then he could last a long
time and I had two orgasms.
Our folks would be home in a couple of hours so he went home and I went to bed.
Amazingly thinking about the tortures excited rather than horrified me and I
masturbated my self to sleep.
End part 3
