Message-ID: <40023asstr$1040609407@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20021222192552.2371.qmail@web40010.mail.yahoo.com> From: Xtreme Ink <xtremeink3x@yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 22 Dec 2002 11:25:52 -0800 (PST) Subject: {ASSM} Pauline 1 (fffff/f BDSM panties ws) Date: Sun, 22 Dec 2002 21:10:07 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/40023> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hecate XTI Stories are all extreme. They usually involve young teens, and can have almost any subject matter. Except snuff, which I don't really like. If you'd like to contact me, feel free. But don't use the Yahoo addy. I almost never check it and it's spamfilled. Contact me here: xtremeink at ureach dot com Pauline Pauline stood at the open locker in ecstasy. The locker in question was not hers, she'd picked the lock. At only thirteen, the girl was an expert at picking locks. This one had been easy and she eagerly viewed her haul. Pauline was a slim, small girl with a cute face surrounded by short, curly, red hair. She stood only four and a half feet tall, but had long, strong legs that had won many a junior high track meet. She loved sports and was quite intelligent. But Pauline had a dark secret. She longed for sex - with another girl. Since there was no one she dared entrust her secret to, she had turned to theft to satisfy her wanton needs. Theft of the older girl's panties, which was her latest haul. Twice each week, since school had started, she had snuck into the high school girl's locker room. Her free period was late in the day and she'd used the time to go through the older girl's lockers to find what she wanted for her fantasies. Usedpanties. The high schoolers would shower and change after gym class, and leave their soiled clothes in their locker until it was time to go home. In the last three weeks, Pauline had stolen six pairs of panties. Today's would be her seventh score. Sure, there were other valuables in the lockers that she could have made off with, but Pauline really didn't want them. Usually, she found the panties, took a quick sniff to see if they were ripe enough, then stuffed them into her pocket and left, after closing and relocking the locker. Each pair gave her a marathon masturbation session when she got home at night. Today though, she was VERY horny, and these panties smelled SO good, that she couldn't resist holding them to her nose and inhaling deeply. They were heavily stained by strong smelling discharge and she couldn't wait to get home to clean them with her tongue. She imagined herself laying in bed with the panties over her nose and mouth, furiously rubbing her cunt with one hand and harshly twisting and pulling on her sensitive nipples. The pain she caused herself was always lost in a haze of lust and it never failed to bring her to shattering orgasms, her pale, lithe body squirming and tensing as pleasure rolled over it. Oh God, she thought, this pair even smells a little like pee. She let out a startled squeak as her world went dark, the panties dropping to the ground as her hands pulled away from her face. Other hands grabbed them, and she started to let out a yell when someone hit her hard in the stomach, stealing her breath. She felt herself lifted and carried. Pauline finally managed to regain her breath and tried to yell again. This time, someone else slapped her head and a harsh whisper grated "You better keep your mouth shut or you're really gonna get it." The person carrying her stopped moving and Pauline heard the sound of a door opening. It was warmer here, and she thought that they were down in one of the back hallways behind the gym used for winter sports. Another door opened and Pauline could feel it was even hotter in here. She yelped as she felt herself falling, then she hit one of the thin gym pads. Quickly, she was flipped over onto her belly and her hands were pulled behind her back. Some kind of restraints were wrapped around her wrists and ankles. She was still pretty dazed as she felt something being tightly tied around her thin waist. She began to struggle as a hand was slid underneath the waistband of her short skirt. Hands roughly parted her struggling thighs and something was pressed deeply into her pantied covered slit, through her pert as cheeks and under the rear waistband of her skirt. Next, she felt the pressure in her crotch increase as the rope - she thought it was a rope - was slid under the loop that had been tied around her belly, through the clip holding her wrists together, then finally attached to the restraints holding her ankles together. She grunted as everything was pulled tight and her ankles and wrists were pulled together. She struggled for a second before she realized that any movement sawed the rope back and forth over her crotch. The same harsh voice whispered in her ear again. "OK, you little pervert. You've stolen your last pair of panties. You like them so much? Well, later we're gonna make you wish you'd never broken into anyone's locker. You can scream all you like - no one will hear you. Don't worry though, we'll be back. In the mean time, we put together something a little special for you." A hand fumbled with the hood over her head and cloth was pushed up underneath it and pressed to her nose and mouth. Then the hood was drawn tighter, trapping the cloth in place directly over her mouth and nose, making it hard to breath. "Enjoy yourself pervie." Pauline heard the door close and she was left alone to assess her situation. Apparently, they had placed a dirty pair of panties over her face. Each breath the terrified thirteen year old drew was tainted with the strong smell of pussy. She could feel the crust of the filth on her lips. As someone who had a bit of experience with dirty panties, she knew that these were really filthy. The strong smell of musk, urine and sweat was overpowering. These were just the kind of dirty panties that she'd always wanted to get her hands on, but had never found. Pauline was quite uncomfortable. The ropes were tight and sawing through her delicate little slit with every move. Her thin, silk panties did little to keep the rope from sliding through her sex. She was afraid of what was going to happen to her, but figured that who ever had done this wasn't going to kill her or anything. Most likely they were just teaching her a lesson. Pauline calmed down a bit as she lay there alone in the dark. She knew that she'd just have to wait until her assailants returned because there was no way to escape. No one would hear her back here so screaming wouldn't do any good either. It wasn't long, however, before she started realizing a few other things. First off, it was hot as hell in the room and she was starting to sweat. Especially her face, which was covered with the hood, and her sweat was dissolving the crust on the panties plastered to her skin. She also had to pee - which led to yet another problem. The rope sawing through her crotch was rapidly returning her to her previously aroused state, and the pressure from her full bladder, something she always found pretty sexy, was not helping the situation. Pauline rolled on her side to try and ease the harsh tension in her limbs. It helped a little, but that damned rope through her crotch was really starting to get to her. Over time, Pauline became drenched in sweat and quite aroused from the pressure of the rope and the smell and taste of the panties. She alternated between intense arousal (never satisfied), fear that her captors would forget about her and anger at being caught as she waited. She tried to lay still to minimize the pressure of the rope, but to keep her body from cramping she had to squirm around. This, of course, kept her quite aroused - not entirely against her will. Thus, when the other girls returned, they found one very aroused eight-grader suffering in the heat that they'd left her in. Of course, they didn't know she was aroused - not at first, anyway. The door opened and Pauline heard footsteps cross the room. Someone knelt down beside her head and the same voice from earlier whispered in her ear. "So, did you enjoy my gift, you little lezzie pervert?" This comment really embarrassed the young teen. If her friends ever found out she liked girls (she liked boys too, but mainly girls) she'd never live it down. Pauline was popular in her class because she was smart, cute and a good athlete. If this ever got out, she be totally finished! "I wore those for four days, just for you, you little cunt. I hope you liked it, because your going to be licking the real thing soon enough!" "No, NO! Please let me go! I won't tell anyone, and I won't do it anymore!" came her muffled voice. "You're right," Pauline heard," you won't tell anyone. But we will if you don't do everything that we tell you!" Pauline was filled with dread, and not a little lust, as she heard the response to her plea. They released the rope holding her wrists and ankles together and rolled her over. "Keep your head down, pervie and your eyes closed. " The hood was removed and someone grabbed the back of her head and pushed it into the mat. The panties fell away, and light could be seen through her closed eyelids. That didn't last though, and darkness fell again as something that smelled like leather was put across her eyes. Her face was forced into the mat again, and she felt something fumbling at the back of her head. Pauline was then pulled to her feet, but she was very shaky and had to be held. She was now blindfolded and she could do nothing to stop her attackers. She tried to move her arms and found that her wrists were still securely fastened together. Her skirt was pulled off her, but they left her socks and sneakers on. The tight rope was pulled from her crotch and unwound from her waist and she was finally able to take a deep breath. Someone grabbed her panties and despite her struggles, they were stripped from her as well. The harsh whisper was back causing Pauline to blush in shame. "Ohh, what have we here? Looks like our little panty sniffer has wet her own panties. I guess you like being tied up, don't ya?" "No, NO! Please, please let me go. Please! I... I have to pee." "Not a chance, pervie," came the reply. "You think I don't know the smell of an excited pussy?" Pauline's legs were pulled apart and she could feel the air on her wet slit. She loved her pussy, and took very good care of it, shaving the lips to keep them exposed and keeping the thin, dark red pubic hair on her mons neatly trimmed. "I don't know. Looks like you're pretty wet to me. So not only are you a pervert, but a slut too." Pauline moaned and begged to be let go. For some reason, her shame and humiliation were making her even more horny than the bondage had. Her hands were unclipped and her top and bra were removed. There were stifled giggles and whispered comments about the fact that she had a bra on at all, since her tits were really non-existent. Pauline always wore one though. She didn't need it for support, of course, but her nipples were puffy and very prominent when she was excited or cold and she would have been mortified if they were seen. She was dragged backwards, still protesting and pleading to be let go, and then felt her wrists pulled wide and attached to something about head height. Struggling did no good as her legs were also attached to something and she just stood there, spread eagled and exposed. She was helpless and she knew it. To her shame, this aroused her further and she leaned her head back and bumped it against something. It felt like the bar her wrists were attached to and she realized that they must have tied her to some gymnastics equipment. Pauline became aware that if they didn't let her go soon, she'd end up peeing all over everything. "Please, let me go. I have to use the bathroom." "Does little baby have to pee, pee? Oh, that's just too bad. I guess you'll have to hold it, because were not letting you go until we're done." "You don't understand. Please, I've had to go for hours!" A whispered conference was held, and apparently it was decided that they didn't want to risk making a big mess. Something was thrust against her soft pussy and held there. "You gotta go, so go. This is the only chance you're gonna get. And if you piss on these mats, we'll make you lick it up." Pauline really did have to go, and despite her mortification, it didn't take her long to convince her bladder muscles to relax. The sound and smell of her urinating filled the room - much to her shame. She had no idea what she was urinating into. And when she was finished, of course, no one wiped her. "Now," returned the dreaded, whispering voice, "it's punishment time. After that, it'll be play time. For us, anyway." Pauline stood there trembling, and the thought crossed her mind - who the hell was 'us'? That was only a fleeting thought though, because seconds after she had it, something stung her ass but good, making her jump and squeal. "Yaaaa. Ouch! What the hell are you doing?" Pauline was now outraged. Someone had smacked her ass! What did they think she was? a child? SMACK! This time her cry was louder and she began to get a little afraid. That hadn't been a hand. More blows started to rain on her ass, and she squirmed and squealed as they did. They got harder and harder, and soon outrage was forgotten as she begged for them to stop. Who ever it was didn't stop. They just switched targets. Pauline cried out as the first stripe was placed on her back. She begged for mercy, but the whipping continued. They didn't flog her hard, but it did sting and burn. Some of the burning from her ass had started to cause heat in her moist pussy. This was not helped as someone's fingers started to toy with hercunt. "Stop, please, don't do this I'm sorry, please STOP!" Pauline was getting frantic as the soft fingers started to slide between her nether lips, gathering up some of the moisture there. The fingers became more insistent, as more blows fell on her back, until whoever it was tried to slide into her cunt, only to find the entrance blocked by her cherry. The fingers poked around the rather tough piece of skin, then moved to her clit and started rubbing. Pauline was really confused now - the rubbing of her hard clit was creating a deep sexual heat, but the strap was hurting her back. The arousal was winning out though, and to her intense shame, she started to push her slim hips into the rubbing finger. She really started going wild when other fingers started to play with her long nipples - pulling and tugging the brick red nubs. The sharp pain from her whipping was muted as her arousal grew even more. The finger continued to rub and tease her very wet cunt but the hands on her nipples left when the whipping stopped. The masturbation increased, pushing the helpless eighth grader toward an orgasm. Then her flat chest exploded in pain as the whipping began again - this time on her chest and belly. Pauline cried and moaned as she was beaten, pain and pleasure fought for control of her slim body. Pleasure was winning though because whoever was playing with her pussy was an expert. Her belly and prominent nipples were stung again and again, but the hand was always there, always seeming to know how to pleasure her. "You like this, don't you, you little slut? I hope you still like it when we're finished with you, because we've only started." Her tormenter's voice was a soft whisper in Pauline's ear. The whipping stopped and so did the finger. Pauline was close to orgasm and her panting, sweating body was weaving as she tried to stand upright in her bonds. She could hear whispers and soft giggles and even heard a loudly whispered "no WAY!" at one point. She heard people walking toward her and then gasped as her right nipple was tightly gripped and pulled. The other one was treated the same way, then it started to hurt as her sensitive nipples were crushed and pulled. She felt something brush across her upper belly. "Hope you like pain pervie, 'cause you're gonna be getting a lot of it. But, if you do everything we say, we MIGHT leave you your virginity. We might not, but if we really like how you perform, it could happen." Shock ran through Pauline as she realized that they could, and most likely would, take her virginity. She hadn't really thought about it one way or the other - her hymen was pretty tough, which was why it was still intact. Now, it looked like it was going to be broken by a bunch of girls and she didn't even know who they were! "No please. It'll really hurt - ma..my doctor said I should have it cut when I'm ready or it'll really, really hurt a lot." "Then I guess that gives you incentive to do whatever we tell you," came the unyielding reply. "I'm surprised a hot little slut like you is still a virgin. I bet you give blowjobs to anyone who wants them, don't you?" "NO! I've never had sex..." "Well, that's about to be over. You better start thinking about ways to keep that virginity of yours. Meanwhile..." SLAP. The whipping resumed, this time low on the girl's body. She yelled and jerked. This caused her nipples to be pulled hard by what ever they had attached to them. They burned but that feeling was eclipsed by the next target of the belt. Pauline tried to scream as the leather was slapped upward between her thighs. Pain flooded her aroused, sensitive sex. Another blow fell, then another, until Pauline was writhing and begging to do anything if they'd only stop. She received no mercy and the whipping continued. Her body was dripping sweat, and she moaned and begged for pity. Heat flared in her groin, and her sex started to get a little numb. Then all she could feel was the pressure against her sex, as the leather slapped it again and again. To her horror, her arousal started hitting her full force. "Ung, uuuh nng." Pauline made little grunting sounds as the blows continued to fall, now no longer trying to avoid the leather, her hips jerked and arousal flared at each strike. Even the harsh pulling of her crushed nipples added to her arousal. "Gettin' off on it aren't you slut?" "Uh, nn nno. No, please, no" "Yes you are. You think you can hide it from us, but you can't. We all know that you're just a little slut - a little pervie slut who'll do anything for anyone who plays with her skinny little body." "No.. oh, please, no. Ohh. Mmmm." "You ready to please us now pervie?" "Uh, stop please. Haven't you done enough?" "Not if you wanna keep that little cunt of yours a virgin." Pauline's fear added to her arousal. She was dizzy with all the emotions and physical sensations sweeping through her. Pain, arousal, humiliation at her arousal, embarrassment at being used like this. "If we stop whipping you, are you going to do what we say?" SLAP! Pauline grunted. That one was particularly hard, as were the next ones. She knew that if they didn't stop, she'd cum, and that was just too much humiliation for her. "Yeah.. yess. I'll do what ever you want, please just stop!" They let her beg for a while longer, then stopped the whipping. When they untied her, Pauline collapsed to the ground, her nipples and cunt enflamed from arousal and pain. She was put on her back and once again tied spread eagle. She could smell her sweat and arousal and, of course, it made her horny. "Time to put that pervie little mouth of yours to good use, slut. I hope you know how to eat pussy, 'cause if you don't we've gotta nice dildo that's looking for someplace to go." They were going to make her eat them? This was too much for the girl. It was horrifying to be force into doing this to strangers - something out of her deepest, darkest fantasies. There were times that she imagined, as she inhaled deeply the smell of a pair of stolen panties, that she was being forced to lick and smell another girl's cunt. That she was being forced to give them pleasure. Those fantasies always gave her shattering orgasms as she licked and chewed whatever discharge had been left in the panties, one hand roughly slapping and pulling her clit. Now, that fantasy was coming true, and she was mortified that she'd been found out somehow, that they knew what she was longing to have forced on her. "Since you like the smell of cunt so much, we made sure there'll be plenty for you to enjoy. You lick what ever comes into contact with that slut mouth, and we'll all get along. Otherwise, we'll go back to whipping you, and I guarantee that it'll be too hard for you to enjoy. Plus there's that dildo waiting too." There was some shuffling around, some giggling, then Pauline's nose was greeted was the strong smell of sweat. She licked out, knowing that was what was expected of her and was greeted with smooth, salty tasting skin. Where was she licking? She had never eaten pussy before, but she didn't think that this felt like one. Still she continued to lick and suck, her tongue gathering salty tasting liquid as it went. The owner of whatever it was she was licking was breathing pretty hard. The body part was pulled away, and another one replaced it - this one just as strong smelling and salty. Pauline dove in again, licking and sucking until there was no taste but her own spit. There was more giggling and a shifting over her head. Then a scent she recognized filled her nose. A cunt was being lowered over her face. She couldn't see it of course, but the strong smell of musky sex and sweat engulphed her. The soft lips touched hers and she opened her mouth to welcome the slimy cunt as it pressed onto her face. Pauline had never had oral sex before, but she'd fantasized about it almost constantly and knew what she'd like to have done to her. So she split the inner lips with her tongue, gently licking and cleaning away the musky deposits that had built up between them. She gently sucked and licked each delicate lip, caressing them with her own lips and tongue, then shooting her tongue as deep as she could into the tangy interior. Fingers spread her own cunt lips and she felt her delicate inner labia roughly pinched and pulled. She didn't care - she was too far gone it the taste and scent of her first pussy. Apparently, she did a good job because she could feel the girl above her trembling and shuddering. Soft cooing sounds and a final stiffening accompanied with an increase in cunt juice signaled an orgasm. Three more times Pauline repeated her performance, bringing each girl to a shuddering orgasm. She had no idea what body part they were forcing her to lick before getting to the cunt, but she really didn't care. Fingers played with her clit, slid over her juice slick asshole and pinched and prodded her cunt lips. There was no penetration, but the stimulation was driving her mad. After the fourth girl orgasmed in her mouth, Pauline was almost incoherent with lust. She started begging them to finish her. "Not yet slut," came the whisper. "There's a lot more work for you to do. You see, I need lots of cleaning. In fact, my boyfriend was too disgusted by how filthy my cunt was to fuck it today. So, about an hour ago, he fucked my asshole instead. And you, you little lezzie pervert, are gonna clean them both. But first, my armpits need licking - just like the other ones you've cleaned." Pauline groaned with incredible humiliation and lust. They had her licking their armpits? That was what she'd been doing? How would she ever live this down!? Somehow, her lust grew as her humiliation grew. "What... what ever you want. Just please, let me cum, please." Pauline was beyond caring how humiliated she was, or what they made her do. She felt like the totally perverted slut they'd been calling her, and it turned her on. Her nose was greeted with the sharp, strong smell of girl sweat. Obviously this girl hadn't showered in a while. The armpit she sucked on was very salty and tangy and she could feel stubble on her tongue. She cleaned as best as she could, wondering what the girl's cunt was going to smell like if her armpits were this dirty. When she finished with each armpit, there was a pause, then a heavy, musky scent filled her nose. She groaned in need as she was overwhelmed by the scent of an aroused, sweaty cunt. Pauline felt the hair on her face, as the cunt's owner pressed into her mouth. "You should see yourself, cunt," whispered the girl. "Sucking away at a filthy cunt. This is the cunt that made those panties that you liked so much. I haven't washed in days and when I looked a little while ago, there was all kinds of gunk in there. White, creamy scum for that slut tongue of yours to lick and enjoy." Pauline was totally gone now. The smell, and salty, gamy taste of the cunt plastered to her mouth were all she was thinking about. Her hips rotated in the air, then jerked as the belt smacked down between them again. She was really getting off on the degrading description of the tangy cunt she was licking and cleaning. There was a hard clit for her to lightly nibble and suck. This caused the owner to groan and rotate her own hips. Finally, the body above her shifted and Pauline whined in need. "My boyfriend left a nice load of cum in my asshole. Why don't you see if you can get it out?" Pauline went to work on the tight hole. It was gamy and bitter, but the strong smell of pussy was making her crazy. She started pushing her pointed tongue into the dank hole above her. It was easily penetrated, and as Pauline started sucking she could feel a slimy liquid fill her mouth. She'd never felt so degraded, or horny, in her entire life. The eighth grader licked and sucked as long as she was allowed, until the asshole she was spearing with her tongue was replace once again by a cunt. It didn't take long for the girl above her to shudder in orgasm, actually drenching Pauline's face with her slime. There was a soft groan as she slid off Pauline's face. Pauline was whimpering with need, her thin, sweating body trying to twist out of her bonds so her hands could get to her frustrated cunt. She almost cried out as a soft hand started caressing the sweat-soaked red hair on her mons. "Does our little bitch want to cum?" Pauline was beyond caring now what they did to her as long as she got to cum. "Yyes. please, I need to cum so bad." "Open your mouth, slut." Pauline complied. Soon, she felt a slimy warm string of something enter her mouth. "Swallow cunt." Pauline complied, closing her mouth and panting through her nose as she swallowed. "That's it pervie, drink my spit. Do you want more? C'mon slut, open that mouth. You've already sucked my asshole, what's a little spit?" The fingers playing with her sex stopped until she opened her mouth again. Her face started getting soaked as she heard spitting sounds and saliva started to drip into her mouth as the girls all spit onto her face. Pauline didn't swallow, she just let it pool up until she was told to close her mouth. The warm spit slid down her throat, and the thought of how disgusting she was being lashed her small body with lust. The fingers kept teasing her, driving the young girl out of her mind. She couldn't think straight anymore and was just hoping that they'd take pity on her and let her cum. She'd been so close several times only to have her hopes dashed. "You want to cum, don't ya slut?" "Yes, yes, whatever you want, please just let me cum!" Tears of frustration were leaking from the blindfold. "Would you give up your cherry? Huh? Beg me to take your cherry and I might let you cum. Otherwise, no way will youcum." Pauline was not thinking coherently at this point. She was desperate for an orgasm and at this point, considering all the other things they'd made her do, what did it matter? Besides, the thought that she was being made to beg to have her cherry taken from her by strangers turned her on. "Uh... ummmm, please do it." "Do what?" Asked the whispered voice as the fingers lightly pinched her super sensitive clit. "Tell me pervi, what do you want?" Pauline was lost in the fantasy now. She completely theirs and would do anything they wanted. "T.. take my cherry. Please. Take my virginity." "Are you sure? You really want this?" Fingers were tapping lightly on her clit. Tap... tap... tap... each one forcing the young teen's hips to jerk in response. "Guh...ung... hu hu... YES PLEASE, do whatever you want! I just need to cum!" SLAP! Pauline howled as the belt slapped down onto her sensitive, open pussy. This was unexpected as was the insane, burning pain that spread through her nipples as the clamps were removed. More slaps of the belt, some on her cunt and others on her sore nipples were greeted by yells and Pauline begging them to stop. Her arousal dropped a bit from the unexpected pain, but not enough to keep her body from slowly converting the burning of the whipping to pleasure. She felt something hard and the entrance of her cunt. It pushed lightly against her hymen and Pauline was brought to earth as the realization hit of what she was asking these strangers to do. But before she could change her mind, a searing, burning pain erupted through her cunt as the dildo was pushed past her hymen, tearing it and causing the young girl more pain than she'd ever had. She tried to curl up into a little ball, but her restraints kept her from even that small relief as who ever was holding the dildo, slid it deeply into her body. There was little resistance, since she was so wet from all the sexual teasing she'd endured. But most of the pleasure was gone and replaced by a burning, stretching pain that clawed at her insides. The dildo was removed, giving the girl some relief and it was a minute or so before she began to feel something other than blazing pain from her groin. Something warm and wet was sucking on her clitoris. At first there was nothing that would blot out the pain, but whoever was sucking on her was patient. Pauline's body was once again crying out for the pleasure that had been promised. "Open wide bitch." Now that she had most of her senses back, and was no longer consumed by lust, the teen was suspicious of what they were going to make her do. She opened her mouth anyway and something hard was pushed into it. It had a sweetish, coppery taste, and Pauline realized that they had shoved the dildo that had just take her virginity, into her mouth. She was tasting her own virgin blood! Meanwhile, the insistent tongue had not let up and Pauline was giving herself over to arousal again. The dildo was pulled from her mouth, then gently slid back into her cunt. It still burned and ached, but the pleasure radiating from her clit was amazing. The dildo was pulled out and pressed against her tight anus. "Time for you to loose the last of your virginity slut. What good is it doing a little pervie like you anyway?" The dildo started to force it's way into her body. There was plenty of lubrication and the elastic ring stretched around the seemingly large intruder. It hurt, but less than the rupturing of her hymen had. It was pulled from her asshole, and once again a new smell assaulted her nose. "Open up again. All good sluts do ass to mouth, and it's time you get started." Pauline was disgusted at the thought of sucking on something that just came from her asshole. Plus, from the smell, blood and cunt juice weren't the only thing streaking the dildo. Teeth clamped down on her clit. "Open up or I'll have her bite it off." The pressure increased until Pauline opened her mouth. The hard dildo slid inside, and the taste of her blood was combined with a slightly bitter taste. Surprisingly, it wasn't bad, but that didn't keep her from being grossed out. And so it went. They'd fuck her holes with the dildo, making her lick and suck it in between each hole, while someone licked and sucked at her sensitive sex. Soon, she was bucking her hips again, begging for the promised orgasm. When she started that, they stopped all the stimulation and released her wrists and ankles. Pauline was too exhausted to think of fighting them as they tied her hands together using some rope and pulled her to her feet. She was led naked out of the room with no idea where they were going. Eventually, they went through a door and she could feel tile under her feet. It became obvious that they were in the girl's shower. "OK slut. You do one last thing for us and you'll get your orgasm." Pauline was exhausted and very, very frustrated. Arousal and pain combined to make her dizzy and all she really wanted was an orgasm and lots of sleep. She just nodded her head in mute acceptance. She was pushed to her knees on the hard tile floor. Her knees were forced apart so that her ass was on the floor and her pussy was spread wide. They made her arch her back and tilt her head back. They, one by one they took turns pissing all over her. She opened her mouth of her own accord and drank some of each girl's piss. When they'd finished, her body and hair were drenched and she'd drunk quite a lot. Pauline was beaten - she would do whatever they wanted. Lust boiled in her belly as she wondered what else she'd have to do to earn her orgasm. A hand grabbed her face, forcing her mouth opened once more. Pauline was confused since she was sure all the girls had already peed. More piss was dumped on her face and in her mouth. It was a lot cooler than the other piss had been and she realized that they were making her drink her own piss from when she'd gone earlier. She moaned as degradation and lust shook her body, her slim hips rotating, vainly trying to stimulate her cunt. Finally, someone released her hands. "You can have your orgasm now, slut." She heard the clatter of the dildo hitting the tile next to her. "Have fun and stay the fuck out of other people's lockers" Pauline just knelt there alone, soaked in piss, her hands too tired to move. Her pussy demanded attention though and, keeping on the blind fold, she lay back in the puddles of urine and frigged her heated cunt. Her other hand groped for, and found, the dildo which she eased up her sore tunnel. It didn't take her long to orgasm and she had three before she was finished. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The following Monday morning, Pauline was standing at her locker. Outwardly, she looked little different from the girl who'd stood there the previous Monday. Inwardly she knew she was completely different. She'd masturbated herself to incredible orgasms every night since her attack, thinking and dreaming up even more extreme things than what had actually been done to her. She used clothespins on her nipples, slapped herself with a belt and came harder than she ever had in her life. She'd even drunk her own urine three different mornings as she masturbated in the tub before starting her day. She'd get out of bed, piss in a cup, attach strong pins to her nipples and slowly drink the contents of the cup while she masturbated herself. Pauline sighed, shivering in lust as she remembered and opened her locker. She frowned and looked at a white envelope. What the hell? There was a note attached that said: If you don't want these posted all over the school and the internet, be at the back gym at the beginning of your free period. Be wearing the blindfold, slut. Her heart pounding, she opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper that had four pictures on it. Each was of her performing some especially degrading act. Humiliation, dread and sexual excitement crashed in on the girl. She leaned against the locker and wondered what her tormentors were going to do this time. --------------------------------- Do you Yahoo!? Yahoo! Mail Plus - Powerful. Affordable. Sign up now <1st attachment begin> <HTML removed pursuant to http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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