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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.
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