Note:

I realize this story is based off of "The Princess Bride" torture scene. I've always had this fantasy and needed to put it in print. I claim no copyright of "The Princess Bride" dialogue, setting, or other aspects. This is simply for entertainment. 

Also, I am always looking for stories like this, if you are an author and would like to write a similar one/continuation, please do so! I would love some help getting this concept in print more, and maybe one day in an actual porno (minus the child nudity) :D.

The door opened in the dark chamber, and a girl in her late teens entered. 

As she shut the door behind her, she flicked a switch, and naked lightbulbs overhead revealed the large chamber within. The Assistant was tan, with olive skin. She was in her late teens, but very mature. Her hair was cut short, almost akin to a 20s flapper girl, and she wore a white lab coat. She set down the tray on a nearby table and shook off the robe with a sigh, revealing her nude form underneath. Her short dark hair blended perfectly with her olive skin. She had small, but ample breasts, with tiny nipples. Her pussy was bald except for a small, neatly trimmed patch of hair. She had long, perfectly toned legs, which were encased in long, leather boots, which came up just above her knees. This was The Assistant to the Countess of the land. Once a torture subject herself, the Countess admired her so much that she kept her as a servant. Despite her early fear, The Assistant had come to enjoy her work. Frequently having a little action with the torture subject on the side… The Assistant turned back around, and picked up the tray, descending into the lower portion of the chamber. As she came down the second flight of stairs, her subject came into view.

Strapped to a table was a young, nude 14-year-old girl. Her name was Ruby. She had been abducted by the Countess with the official purpose of being a torture subject to examine the effects of pain on. The Assistant knew that, while the Countess did indeed appreciate the study of pain, she was also privy to the sexual thrill of torturing younger girls.  Ruby was a cute girl and sexually mature for her age, but not so much that she flaunted it. She had creamy white skin and red-brown hair. She was growing into a pair of nice breasts, each one now about the size of an orange, and her medium sized nipples were extremely sensitive, one of her favorite personal qualities. Below, her pussy was just dusted by a light coating of early pubic hair, which just barely concealed the virgin sex organ below. On the table, she had leather straps restraining her arms and legs, with shackles around her wrists and ankles. 

The Assistant approached Ruby, who was fast asleep, her breasts rising and falling with each breath. The Assistant set down the tray, picking up a razor and shaving cream, and began to shave Ruby's pussy completely bald. Once she had finished, Ruby was still sleeping, but was beginning to stir.  "It's no matter", The Assistant thought, "the chamber is soundproof and she is completely restrained."

With that, The Assistant squeezed some gel out of a tube and began to massage it into the young girls nipples, which immediately hardened. Ruby began to moan and squirm on the table as her sensitive breasts were massaged. Suddenly, with an enormous moan, she awoke with an orgasm, her pussy juice spilling on the table as her body bucked and squirmed. The Assistant sat back and watched with a growing wetness in her own pussy.

       

Ruby finally eased out of her sexual climax and assessed her surroundings. Suddenly, she knew that this was a room meant for torture, and she began to shake at the thought of it. Confused and disoriented, Ruby looked at the beautiful woman standing beside her.  "Where am I?", Ruby asked.

"The Pit of Despair," The Assistant responded. "Don't even think of trying to escape."

"Are you going to torture me?"

"Well, yes," The Assistant said with a devilish grin. Suddenly, she swung her leg over the opposite end of the table, straddling the girl. The Assistant leaned in close, and grabbed Ruby's nipples. Ruby moaned in pain. "Until we break you," she said.

A soft yelp of fear escaped from Ruby's lips, but she puffed out her chest and tried to remain confident. "I can handle torture." She said. 

The Assistant sighed, loving the innocence in the young girl's voice. She pulled out a double ended dildo and shoved it into the girls pussy, ripping her hymen to sheds. Ruby let out a wail of agony, bucking her hips against the table and weeping tears of sorrow. The Assistant smiled and inserted the other end into her own pussy. She began a rocking rhythm back and forth with the young girl.

Ruby, still reeling over her sudden loss of virginity, began to sense the pleasurable sensations coming from her pussy. It was amazing, but she was determined to not give this woman what she wanted. 

The Assistant moaned in pleasure as the dildo slid in and out of her. However, she noticed Ruby making a visible effort to not give in. So, she lowered her head down and sucked one of the young girls nipples into her mouth. With a scream, Ruby came in a torrent of sweet cum. The Assistant was not far behind, and grabbed Ruby's breasts as her own orgasm washed over her. Finally, the two girls, lay on each other, sweaty and panting. The Assistant got off the table and watched Ruby attempt to recompose herself.

"I'm sure you can handle torture," said The Assistant. "But no one withstands the machine."

       

The next evening, The Assistant returned. She did a preliminary check of Ruby's body, massaging her breasts, stimulating her nipples by pinching and pulling the sensitive nubs, making Ruby squeal each time, and giving thorough attention to the girls newly deflowered vagina, still red and sore from last nights escapades. The Assistant bent down low and grabbed each lip of the young girls vulva, running her fingers over the soft skin. Then, she peeled back the hood of the teenager's clitoris, flicking the little nerve-rich tip, and making Ruby squirm on the table. Next, she took two fingers and carefully inserted them inside, and Ruby struggled against her bonds as she was split open once again. The Assistant ran her fingers up and down the slippery inside walls of the girls vagina, carefully looking for imperfections until she hit the small, muscular opening of the girl's cervix. Ruby bucked on the table as what felt like an electric shock ran through her as the older girl probed deep in her pussy.

The Assistant searched long and hard for any imperfections on the girl's sex. There were none, the girl was perfect. The Assistant then began to attach various devices to Ruby's body. She took strange, cylindrical contraptions and attached them to various places on Ruby's chest. They went above her heart, on her midsection, and finally, on her sensitive nipples, each one adhering to her skin with a suction cup lining, covered in adhesive. Ruby moaned as the Assistant pressed the bottoms of the open-ended cups over her nipples and onto her soft breasts. Next, The Assistant put Ruby's head in a kind of brace, with suction cups over her ears. Then, through a tiny hole under the table, The Assistant pushed a small object with a flared base into Ruby's asshole. Ruby tried to resist, but suddenly, The Assistant pinched her clit, sending waves of pain and pleasure through the young girl and making her unclench for just long enough to insert the probe. Ruby didn't like the feeling of the anal probe, and whimpered as the unwelcome intruder forced itself farther and farther into her most sensitive region with each contraction of her muscles.  Finally, The Assistant pulled out a frightening looking device that went on to Ruby's pussy. The thing looked like a giant suction cup with a series of smaller cups dangling from extensions inside, one of the smaller cups went on her clit, a series of extremely small ones lining the puffy and swollen lips of her vulva, one tiny one going inside on her g-spot, and one going very deep inside, covering the opening of her cervix. Then, the entire area from above her mound to her perenium was sealed in by one big suction cup. Ruby, not knowing what purpose these uncomfortable attachments could possibly serve, trembled in fear as The Assistant wheeled the table with her on it over to another section of the dungeon. As the table rolled across the bumpy floor, Ruby's breasts jiggled up and down and side to side with the erratic movement.

The table was wheeled up in front of a giant monstrosity of gears, pumps, and wheels. On a small rack next to it, there were a selection of hoses and tubes that ran back to it, Ruby assumed they would be attached to the devices on her body. She tried to stay in control, but suddenly wailed out in fear of her impending torture. 

Opposite from the Machine was one of the most beautiful women Ruby had ever seen. Of course, this was the countess of the land, but Ruby never expected to meet her in this state. The Countess sat at a desk, writing her definitive study on pain. She was the youngest countess to be in power, at only 16 years of age. She had secretly constructed this underground torture chamber to please her deepest fantasies as well as pursuing her thirst for knowledge about the effects of torture on the human body. As such, she preferred to do her work naked, and she was well endowed, with grapefruit sized breasts, long nipples, a neatly trimmed pussy, fair skin, and dark flowing hair. The Countess saw Ruby wheeled in and stood up.

"Beautiful, isn't it," said the Countess. "Took me half a lifetime to invent it."

As the Countess spoke, The Assistant began to attach the hoses and tubes to the devices on Ruby's body. First, she attached small tubes to her the suction cups covering her ears, which seemed to depressurize Ruby's head, causing her vision to momentarily spin before the suction was equalized. Then she attached hoses that were each about the size of an average water hose to each of the suction cups on her nipples, chest, and midsection. Ruby screamed suddenly as the once inanimate cups over her nipples instantly sucked her nubile glands up in a vacuum.  The Assistant  took another tube and attached it to the probe in Ruby's anus, causing a rush of alternating suction and pressure making Ruby feel as if she was being penetrated over and over, making her buck on the table until she got used to the unpleasant feeling.  Finally, she picked up a massive hose about 5 inches in diameter and screwed it into the device over her pussy, making the poor girl strain against her bonds on the table as her most private area was instantly pulled into a vacuum. Ruby was panting with trepidation.

       

"I'm sure you have discovered my deep interest in pain," the Countess continued. "So I want you to be totally honest with me about how the machine makes you feel. This being our first try, I'll use the lowest setting."

       

With that, the Countess went over and pushed up a lever on the Machine. The giant waterwheel began to turn, and the Countess watched Ruby, with one finger already in her dripping pussy.

       

Ruby heard the waterwheel turning for only a moment, because in the next, she was thrashing in agony on the table. The machine sucked on every part of her body, making her nipples practically come off from the immense suction and creating an unbearable aching deep in her pussy. Her head felt like it was being squeezed by the pressure that the ear cups created, making it impossible for her to divert her attention from the pain. The anal probe created an unbearable suction deep in her rectum, and the cervical cup was pulling on the insides of her reproductive tract. The combination of these terrible actions caused the young girl's vaginal and anal muscles to go into a rapid-fire succession of clenching and unclenching, which caused her sore hips to bounce around on the table as if possessed.  Ruby wailed in pain, crying and crying as the abomination sucked from her seemingly endless reserves of energy. Her tears ran down her cheeks, and her back arched up from the table, as if drawn towards the ceiling by the immense suction of the machine. 

As the young girl in front of them was tortured, the Countess sat back down and plunged her hand into her pussy, cumming in seconds as she watched the the machine make the girl arch her back and writhe in agony on the table. 

The Assistant watched the girl with growing excitement. She reached over and grabbed a special device that she had attached to the machine herself. It was a small, dildo-like object with a cord running out from the bottom of it. It siphoned off a small bit of the energy that the Machine produced from Ruby and sent it back into her pussy, giving her a massive orgasm, almost to the point where she lost her balance.

       

After what seemed like an eternity, the thing finally turned off. Ruby lay panting on the table, her chest heaving and falling. Her breasts and nipples were sore and strained, her anus was searing with a burning hot pain, the lips of her vagina and her clitoris were stretched and raw, and, at the very back of her vagina, there was a deep ache, as if a piece of her had been torn away.  Her body was still involuntarily bucking and jumping against the straps and her anal and vaginal muscles still clenching and unclenching  as the last bit of pain left her system.

       

Collecting herself, the Countess got up again and walked over to the girl on the table, running her hands up and down the soft, creamy, sweat-drenched skin of the young teen. "As you know, the concept of the suction-pump is centuries old, really that's all this is, except I'm sucking life instead of water. I've just sucked one year of your life away." 

       

Ruby breathed deep breaths, making her breasts quiver with each one, not even feeling the tickling and sensitive brushes of the Countesses' fingertips. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "How could this happen to me?"

The Countess continued, "I might one day go as high as level five, but I'm really not sure what that would do to you, so, lets just start with what we have. What did this do to you? Be honest."

       

And Ruby, in unbearable pain and fearing what a higher level on this suffering contraption could possibly feel like, began to bawl her eyes out.

       

The Countess and The Assistant looked at each other and smiled.

       

"Interesting," said the Countess.

To be continued?

PRESENT DAY

Ruby lay on the table regaining her breath from the last session.

It had been three weeks since the young teen had been abducted by the sadistic Countess and her devilish assistant. In that time, the three young women had been examining the limits of pain and suffering. The Countess had been continuously using the machine on Ruby. In fact, its usage became so frequent that the young girl simply laid on the torture table constantly hooked up to the tubes, probes, and cups, so as to make the set-up of the device much quicker.

The girl panted, both in sexual excitement and terrible pain. It had been a level-5 session, which were always particularly hard to get through.

The Countess had been slowly pushing the levels of the Machine up high and higher. After that first fateful test on level-1, the Countess had allowed Ruby a couple days to recover herself. Ruby was fed good food, and was treated with respect by the Countess and the Assistant, who appreciated the fact that the girl actually gave legitimate answers to their questions of pain, mostly in the hope that she would be released from the nightmarish place. However, it had not always been that way.

After the rest period the Countess had allotted, in which Ruby was allowed to stretch her legs, confined to a small cell in the dungeon, she was prepared once again for the Machine…

TWO AND A HALF WEEKS AGO

"Ruby," the Assistant said, walking up to the cell with her usual attire of high go-go boots and bare chest.

 

"Yes?" said the small, naked girl curled on the bed. The Countess never allowed Ruby to wear clothing, mostly as an emotional torture than a necessity. The girl had realized that the Countess and the Assistant were obviously in control after her first test on the Machine, and did not try to rebel anymore, especially after the Assistant had outfitted her with a small belt with a vaginal probe that shocked her in that sensitive area at the push of a button. Ruby complied with their demands, just hoping she would never have to be put on the machine again.

"Well," said the Assistant. "Your little vacation has ended," she said as she unlocked the door to the cell.

"NO!" said Ruby, scampering off the bed into the corner of the room, her squatted legs showing of perfect view of her shaved pussy. "Please!!! Please don't put me on it again!!!"

The Assistant smiled. "Sorry dear, it's all in the name of science."

 

Ruby tried to fight off the older girl, ignoring the fact that resistance was futile, and struggling against the Assistant's grasp on her wrists.

The Assistant laughed as the young girl struggled. Even though she could have easily overpowered her by sheer strength, the Assistant pulled the small remote from a pouch on her high boots. She turned the dial on the device to the highest setting, and pushed the button on it.

Ruby instantly lost all her fight and fell to the ground as the shock hit her. She convulsed violently on the floor, trying to regain control of her muscles, and whimpering feverishly as she felt the waves of pain roll from her vagina.

The Assistant grabbed the now limb girl by the armpits and dragged her across the floor to the table next to the machine. She lifted the girl onto the hard surface and laid her down in position, strapping down her arms and legs, and removing the shock harness from her waist. The older teen wheeled up a enema machine, and jammed the nozzle into Ruby's rectum, adjusting the dials and then pushing the button to start the flow of cleansing water.

 

As the small pump hummed to life and started to send water rushing into her colon, Ruby screamed aloud at the painful intrusion, bucking her hips against the table in protest.

The Assistant watched calmly as the the young girl got her first enema, which the Assistant now was so desensitized to that she sometimes even did it to herself just for pleasure. As the tank on the top of the small cart emptied, the Assistant flipped a switch on the machine, and it began to suck out the now dirtied water.

 

As the last drops left her system, Ruby heaved her chest on the table and tried to regain her composure. Then the Assistant, satisfied with the cleanliness of the girl's inner parts, began the familiar process of attaching tubes and hoses to the young girl's body. As she was finishing, the Countess walked into the room again, watching the process of preparing the girl.

 

Ruby was now crying on the table, pleading with the other women to spare her from the awful pain of the Machine. "PLEASE!!!" the young girl bawled. "DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!"

The Countess laughed at the wailing girl, eager to try the next level of the Machine. "Ruby, I gave you your time, I gave you what you wanted. Now you have to give me what I want. And what I want is to test the next level of this beauteous contraption on you."

The Countess then walked over to the lever on the Machine, and lifted it to the second marker. She watched the already panting girl with interest as the torture process began.

Ruby's reaction was even more pronounced this time. If the first level had been painful, this was agony. The Countess watched as the teen pulled agains the bonds on the table once more. This time, her whole body began to convulse, and not just her hips. Her well-endowed breasts bounced freely from her chest, and her legs jittered against their restraints. The whole time, Ruby continued to let out an uninterrupted scream of suffering.

 

"AAAAAHHHHHH" screamed the girl. She felt her thighs contracting around her vagina, and felt her clit suddenly squish between the two creamy white legs. Without warning, and even in her horrible pain, she had an orgasm. But, unlike previous ones, there was no pleasure. Instead, the Machine seemed to suck out the pleasure, while leaving her with the muscle contractions and the tiredness that followed.

Ruby continued to thrash back and forth. The Countess walked and turned off the beast. Ruby panted and tried to regain her breath again.

 

"That was very good, Ruby." the Countess said. "I got some good data from that test. Now I need to ask you questions."

Ruby cried as she regained feeling in her sore nipples, as well as her vagina and anus. "Fine," the girl choked out through tears. She was so spent, both physically and emotionally, that she couldn't even fathom answering differently.

"First, how do your rectum and anus feel right now?" asked the Countess. She gestured to the Assistant, who began to remove the tubes from the girl's body, and massage the affected areas.

"Unh…" the girl could hardly make words. "They ache… So much…"

 

"Good," replied the Countess. "And how is your energy level at the moment? Do you feel aroused? Or tired?"

"I… I…" Ruby tried to respond, but suddenly had a massive orgasm on the table, arching her hips and spraying cum all over the Assistant, who was removing the vaginal suction.

"Oh, dear." said the Countess. "What a mess. Interesting, however, that the Machine seemed to have caused increased sensitivity to sexual arousal…" She noted it in her log. "Alright, Ruby. You've done adamantly." She walked over and kissed the 14-year-old on the lips, and then moved down to take the girl's sopping clitoris into her mouth, massaging the nub for a minute. "I think that's all for tonight, but, get used to more of these sessions, I expect we'll be making them nightly now."

"NOOOO!!!" Ruby wailed on the table. She fainted, completely spent.

"That was quite interesting…" said the Countess to the Assistant. "Leave her attached to the Machine, and put in a ureter and rectal tube to get rid of any waste she might produce." The Assistant complied, fetching the objects from a nearby table and inserting them into the now fast asleep girl. "Tomorrow, let's try to reverse the power. Maybe we can reward her for her good behavior." The Assistant giggled.

"Oh, you are wonderful. I can't wait." said the Assistant.

The Countess grabbed her own large breasts and jiggled them in a girlish moment of excitement, then ran up the stairs to her room, where she began to furiously masturbate with a large dildo.

PRESENT DAY

So, since then, Ruby had had nightly sessions on the machine. The highest she had gone so far was 5, but the Countess frequently brought her back down to lower levels to examine other effects without draining too much energy from the little nymph. At this point, Ruby had become so used to the pain that level-one and two had become desensitized to her. Sometimes, the Countess thought the girl was almost enjoying them…

The Countess had figured out how to turn the Machine into a tool for pleasure as well as pain. Frequently, she changed the setting on Ruby, mostly to relieve the girl of the sexual tension created by such constant torture on her intimate areas. Ruby had enormous orgasms from the Machine on these nights, often passing out afterwards.

One such night came after a particularly intense level-5 session. Ruby was wheezing on the table. The torture had been so intense that she had actually had the wind knocked out of her as she spasmed. The Countess decided it was time for a pleasure session.

She wanted to push the limits of the girls sexual arousal. By reversing the Machine, she actually replaced the years of life she sucked out by torture, allowing her to keep the girl in a constant state of limbo.

"Ruby?" she asked the sweaty, panting girl.

"Y--Yes?" Ruby replied, almost in a whisper.

"Shall we try a bit of pleasure now?"

"P--Please…"

The Countess went around to the switchboard she had installed on the back of the machine, and flipped a switch to reverse the mechanism. She then went over to the lever. She really wanted to see what this girl could take. She raised the lever to level-10. The highest setting she had ever used, either for pleasure or pain.

Ruby instantly went rigid as the pleasure began to flow into her strained muscles. She wailed out a moan of happiness, and thrusted her hips into the air, humping the invisible source of euphoria.

As the Machine picked up power, Ruby got more and more animated on the table. She actually snapped the bond restraining her ankle, and her foot kicked wildly in the air. With a great scream, she began to orgasm. It lasted almost two minutes. She shot stream after stream of cum from her pussy. It hit the wall on the opposite side of the room as she bucked and squirmed. Then, she completely passed out.

Ruby awoke later to see the Assistant wiping her cum off the wall.

 

"That was pretty impressive, little girl." said the Assistant.

"Yeah… Oh my god… That was amazing." replied Ruby.

The Countess entered the room. "Hello ladies. Ruby, I've decided that we need to up the ante more. It's time to put the true power of pain to the test."

Ruby's breath quickened in fear, her breasts began to rise and fall faster, jiggling the tubes and cups that were still attached to her.

"In one week. I will be putting the Machine on level-25. This will be the highest test I've ever done. I have no idea of the effects. It might even kill you. But that's a chance I'm willing to take."

Ruby screamed, "NO!!! Please! Why must you go that high!?!? What do you want me to do!?! I'll do ANYTHING FOR YOU!!!"

The Countess just shook her head. "It's necessary. I will give you a week to compose yourself. In that time, you can stay in the cell, and can have anything you want, be it sexual pleasure, fine food, or material comforts."

Ruby wailed. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!! PLEASE!"

The Countess looked at the Assistant, who gave a devilish grin. "I'm sorry Ruby. That's the way things work."

The Assistant unhooked the tubes from Ruby, and undid the straps holding her on the table. She then was led to her cell in the depths of the dungeon. The Assistant locked the nude girl inside, who lay on her bed crying, her butt twitching with each sob.

The Countess was sitting at her desk when the Assistant walked back in.

"I'm quite excited to see how Ruby will react on level-25." she said to the Assistant.

"Me too." replied the older teen. "In the meanwhile, shall I fetch her?"

"Yes. Why not?" said the Countess.

 

It was time to welcome the newest member of the Pit of Despair.