TORTURED TEACHER Chapter 15 - nipple irritation ("spiders")
Chuck paused for a moment, ostensibly thinking it over. But Susie
suspected that he had made up his mind long ago, that his hesitation
was just to prolong her agony. "For dramatic effect", as she had
taught them in her English class.
"Well," he said hesitantly, "obviously little Susie is uncomfortable
when she doesn't have something on her tits -- she just told us so
herself. And I think we ought to be kind enough to indulge that
little whim of hers. Especially when it'll be fun for us, too." he grinned.
"As a general rule, I like the Crushers, but I'm afraid that they'd
get in the way of some other plans I have for Susie's tits tonight.
After all, we do owe her that punishment, you know. So I guess it'll
have to be the Spiders. We can always use the Crushers later," he
added hopefully.
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Angie enjoyed the horrified look on Susie's face. "Don't worry,
Susie dear," she gloated. "We aren't going to use real live spiders.
When we get around to the live spiders, they won't go on your tits.
Our rule is that all the living things, like spiders, and ants,
and caterpillars . . ."
". . . and fishworms," Chuck prompted.
"And fishworms," Angie agreed. "All those creepy crawly living
things don't go on the tits. They go up the twat instead." She
let the horror of that implication sink in for a few seconds.
"The Spiders," she went on, "are a little gem that we borrowed
from the Spanish Inquisition. With modifications. Those guys used
to make them of cast iron, but Chuck couldn't quite manage that,
without having access to a foundry. He came up with a pretty good
substitute, though. Suppose you explain them to her, Chuck. That
way, she can get a foretaste of the pain, even before we put them on her."
"Delighted, my lady." Chuck bowed mockingly. "They're very simple,
really. We make them out of stiff fine wire, such as you can buy
at Radio Shack, or any other electronics supply house. The
technical term is number 18, solid hook-up wire. First, we cut
the wire into 1-inch lengths, and strip it.
"We love to strip things," he leered. "But in this case, it just
means taking off the insulation. Then we solder three of the
wires together at their midpoints. Just think of a star, or a
three-legged X, and you'll get the picture. The next move is to
bend the ends of the legs down at right angles, about a quarter
of an inch from the crossover point, so it gives something that
looks like the skeleton of a miniature dome. Or a six-legged
spider -- hence the name. Et voila!"
Susie's gaze was drawn hypnotically to the two small objects in
Chuck's hand. She already had a premonition as to their diabolical use.
"They don't really look all that sinister, do they?" Angie cooed.
"And they're quite tame, compared with the originals used by the
Inquisition. Those guys used to heat the spiders red hot before
using them. But we love you too much to do that, Susie darling.
Besides, on a practical level, it would be awfully hard to explain
to Hubby if we burned your nipples off. It would be fun, to watch
you dance, though . . ." she added dreamily.
Angie took one of the Spiders from Chuck's palm. Slowly, deliberately,
watching the horrified expression on Susie's face, she positioned the
Spider carefully over one of the helpless girl's nipples, then pressed it into place.
The legs didn't pierce Susie's skin, but the irritation of that most
tender flesh was still painful enough to elicit a sharp gasp. Humming
a little tune to herself, Angie applied a strip of adhesive tape to
hold the little treasure firmly in place, and tapped it lightly with
her fingertip, driving new pain into Susie's helpless body.
And then the other nipple . . .
"It'll grow on you as the party goes on," Angie taunted. "Every time
your tits jiggle, the tape will pull the little fellow in for another
bite. And the real beauty is that they are so inconspicuous. You
could wear them to a party under a low-cut evening gown, and nobody
would suspect the fun you were having underneath. You could even
wear one on your clit, too", she added as an afterthought.
"As a matter of fact," she went on, "I think we'll let you wear
them to school on a regular basis for a while, so you won't have
to feel naked without something on your tits. We might even have
you wear your bra over them, to start out with. After a couple of
days of that, I bet you'd welcome the chance to do without your
precious bra."
