Memoirs Of A Sadist
by David Carlton


FOREWORD 

Richard was a sadist, make no bones about that! He spent a lot of time 
looking for two perfectly innocent coeds to satisfy his lust, and he found 
them in Allison and Sheri. 

He vowed to the memory of his idol, the Marquis de Sade, that he would train 
the two girls in the pleasures of receiving pain, pleasures he would 
intimate to them by various means. 

Among his arsenal of torture devices was a cylinder that had a handle in it 
that could be turned. When the cylinder was inserted in a cunt or ass-hole, 
the sex-mad Richard would twist the handle and the cylinders walls would 
expand. Soon the cylinder pushed out a full eight inches while his tender 
victim screamed and screamed. 

Of course, there was also the old stand by-the hot breast clip, that 
uncomfortable, to say the least, device for hurting a big nipple. 

Then there were other things: a tattoo kit, a studded metal dildo, a 
peculiar pipe that fitted into a woman's mouth, and lots more. 

Richard was aiming for one thing: to train the two naked and spread-eagled 
beauties to appreciate pain. 

The sadist studied the Marquis De Sade's diary to learn the secret of 
converting an innocent woman into a sex-crazed pain lover. He learned well; 
and the busty broads he subjected to every humiliation and sex-pain 
imaginable were worthy pupils. 

Richard even went beyond his original goals, and the naked female subjects 
surrendered ever more willingly to his demands to have his toes cleaned by 
their lips and found themselves bent and spreading their own ass cheeks for 
his sudden and painful penetrations! 

 CHAPTER ONE 

Richard was a mean guy, mean and cool. He was so good looking that his 
meanness didn't matter, girls flocked to him at Town College. But he didn't 
like them, they were too experienced. He wanted someone innocent and shy, 
someone that could be trained to love pain..... 

There were only two girls on the campus that he thought were innocent enough 
to please him, and those were Allison Zenafitch and Sheri Wilkerson. 

Allison was reticent, shy and beautiful. That was the combination that 
Richard Bastion looked for in his women. Those were the best kind, he knew 
from experience, to suffer pain. They cried the most, cried out the most, 
looked the most unhappy. 

In the college that Richard had transferred from, he used to know a girl 
like Allison, a girl that lost her innocence to him and learned to love the 
pain and humiliation he gave her.... 

Richard had gone to the dance in the gym in the hope that either Allison or 
Sheri would come out of their shell enough to be there also. He didn't care 
for the wild dances or the ultra-loud rock music. He wanted Allison, wanted 
her pussy spread open before his eyes. He wanted to whip her milky white 
thighs and hear her pleas for mercy. 

The very thought of spreading Allison's naked body in taut ropes and abusing 
her thighs sent a thrill up his spine and gave him a hard-on in his jeans. 
He knew that Allison was the girl for him, and he brushed off the forward 
girls that came to ask him to dance. He scanned the room for Allison's 
platinum, soft hair, for her winsome body. 

She was there! She was talking to Sheri, the only other girl in the school 
beautiful enough and innocent-looking enough to be the object of his lusts. 

That meant, he thought, that the pair of lovelies knew each other! He 
visualized a scene where he was standing naked and they were tied to the 
wall in his apartment, a scene where he was whipping them on their 
breasts.... 

He knew that he had to count on his good looks to get him what he wanted, to 
get him the two girls to hurt and humiliate..... 

It had been a long time since he had hurt a girl-over six months, and over a 
thousand miles away. Things had been getting too hot in Dubuque, Iowa, for 
Richard. Too many people there knew he was a sadist. He was right in 
leaving, right in coming to Town College. 

He walked through the throngs of dancing hippies and the psychedelic lights 
annoyed him. He liked the dimness of the room, though it was an evil 
atmosphere. 

He reached to Allison's hand and touched its cold softness. She started, and 
then saw who it was. She had seen him around, but she never expected that he 
would come over and ask her to dance. There were so many hippy girls that 
would fuck him for his good looks. Why should he want to dance with me, she 
thought. 

"My name is Richard. You're Allison." 

"How did you know?" 

Allison was suddenly being held close to him. It was a slow dance for a 
change, after a string of ear-blasting improvisations. She was glad it was a 
slow dance, because the floor emptied a lot and they danced close together. 
She lowered her eyelids and didn't say anything because she felt her pussy 
lips moistening from holding him. 

He didn't say anything, either, and she could feel his hard-on pressing 
against her flat stomach, pressing the material of her white dress. 

They danced in the near-darkness, occasionally caught in a flickering strobe 
of psychedelic colors, danced with , their eyes closed and with their sex 
parts swollen. 

She felt the handsome man move his hand lower on her backside, felt him lift 
her skirt and gently probe her wetness. She had never let anybody do that 
before. 

But she was old enough now, and he was the right person! 

Allison let him slip his fingers into her underwear and gasped slightly and 
tensed as they danced. His thumb caressed her pussy button, her clitoris. 
She had masturbated her clitoris many times, but it was so much better to 
have him do it, so much better! 

Allison considered it a privilege. All the girls at the school wanted 
Richard, and he wouldn't have them. He wants me, she thought happily. He 
wants me out of all the people in the school! He could have anybody and he 
is feeling me, he is giving me a finger job! 

She hoped the lights would stay off forever, but it seemed like just an 
instant of ecstasy before the lights rose and her skirt fell back to 
position. They kissed. 

She had kissed before, but not like that. He kissed her with his mouth and 
hers open, before she got a chance to think. His tongue probed around in her 
pink lips, duelled with her tongue, shoved down into her throat dripping 
saliva. Dribble ran down her cheeks and under her collarbone and down 
between her breasts while she kissed him, while she thought of the way he 
had put his finger in. 

"Hey, you two," smiled Sheri, "mind if I cut in?" 

Allison hated Sheri for taking him away, but she said, "Of course I don't 
mind." She was glad however, that the closeness of the two was interrupted 
when the band again started playing fast music. 

Richard excused himself and came back to Allison, a sign, she thought, that 
he preferred her to the raven-haired girl. 

"When can I take you out?" asked Richard close to her ear. 

She smiled, "Next week?" 

"How about tomorrow?" 

"I think that might be all right, call me in my dorm room after the dance 
Richard and I will let you know for sure." 

"Fine." He strode away. 

Have I put him off too much? I hope not, she thought, I hope he will call 
me. I hope he knows my last name, he didn't even ask for my number! 

Richard smiled sardonically and left the dance. Anything after that moment 
would have been purely anti-climactic. He remembered the feel of Allison's 
hairy wet pussy lips, the feel of his fingers sliding up into her splashy 
tight canal to her hymen, the sound that she made when he rubbed her 
clitoris..... 

It has gone well, he thought. When I call her tonight she will say she will 
go out with me tomorrow and when she goes out with me, I shall introduce her 
to sex-pain! 

Richard went into his dorm room and closed the door. It had been hard 
getting a single room without a roommate, but he was a schemer. He had paid 
a deposit to the school for a fictitious roommate, and then of course the 
room had been reserved for him and the non-existent student. The 
non-student, of course, failed to show up. So Richard had a room to himself 
in a time of tripling up at the dorms. 

The other guys didn't like him, he was too distant, too quiet. They got 
uneasy because he was such a good basketball player, because he did so many 
things well without trying. They envied and hated him because all the girls 
wanted his body too. 

He lay down in the bed and put his hands behind his hair on the pillow and 
stared up at the ceiling above him. He wondered if Allison's pussy lips were 
pink or darker. He bet to himself that they were pink and that her cunt 
fleece was every bit as smooth and soft as her wispy platinum hair. 

He closed his eyes and went to sleep very self-satisfied. He dreamt of 
Allison, of tormenting her cunt with a hot fireplace poker, of singing her 
delicate mucous membranes with the hot rod..... 

Damn! he said to himself in the morning, I have forgotten to call Allison! 
He knew her number by heart. He had been the anonymous caller that had told 
her what lust he had for her. 

He smiled. He had used a handkerchief over the phone then, she would not 
recognize that it was the same voice. He had threatened to tear her breasts 
off on his last call and now he was arranging a date! It was very funny to 
him. 

Perhaps, he mused, it was a good thing that I didn't call her last night. 
She will be twice as anxious to go out with me now that she thinks I don't 
care! Women of any age want what they can only have with difficulty. The way 
to win females is to play hard to get! 

"Hello?" he said. 

"Richard? Is that you?" 

"Yes, Allison. Something came up last night, and I didn't get a chance to 
call." 

"Oh. Well I forgot you were going to call anyway, so it doesn't matter." 
That wasn't true. Allison was being coy, like most women. Actually, she had 
cried all night and had been unable to sleep when he didn't call, and 
Richard figured as much. She had picked up the receiver awfully fast for a 
person who didn't care whether he called or not. 

"So I guess we will go to the campus movie tonight, right?" 

Allison paused, pretending she was checking her appointment book. "Yes, I 
think I have room for tonight, Richard." 

There was nothing but room in her appointment book. The college guys 
preferred non-virgins, girls that would go down and give head immediately. 
There were enough of them at the school to cause boys to completely ignore 
innocent Allison. 

"Fine. I will come to your room at eight. Bye." 

Richard put down the receiver. So far so good. 

Allison rolled over on her bed in her tear-stained night gown. Richard! I am 
going out with the handsomest boy at school, the coolest guy in the whole 
damned college! 

Richard smiled and went to shower. As he stood in the splashing water, 
ignoring the constant demands of the guy down the hall to "hurry up!" he 
masturbated. His ejaculation spurted a few feet up, sticking on his chest, 
before he soaped it away. 

He went to his room and looked through the drawers for the right instrument 
to introduce Allison to the pleasure of pain. What should it be? Surely not 
the mace, that was too rough for a first! Perhaps the silver chains ... He 
could chain her to his bed and then belt-whip her a little, that seemed like 
a possibility. 

He looked at the assortment of torture instruments in his drawer. There was 
a whip, very handy but also too abrupt an introduction to pain for Allison. 

Then there was a pair of nipple-squeezers that had cost him twenty dollars. 
His last girl friend liked to wear those and have them tightened while he 
fucked her, but they wouldn't do..... 

The tweezers! Yes, that was it! Tie her down and use the belt on her thighs 
and then pluck her pubic hair with the tweezers! That was his decision. 

The film that evening was "Lust in Captivity." A lucky break for me, he 
thought. It will arouse her to see the horror flick full of naked women 
being tortured. The school was very permissive to show such a film. It would 
never have been shown at the last campus he had attended in Iowa. 

When she comes to my room, I can pretend we are just playing a game, a game 
in imitation of the movie. She will go for that, and when she receives pain, 
then she will think that it is just a game that went too far. 

She will come to love pain. All women love pain eventually, Richard knew 
that fact of life. Women are meant to be the slaves, the sex-tortured 
victims of men. That is their role in life from time immemorial. When women 
receive pain in gradually increasing doses, they respond well to it. 

He went to pick up Allison at eight. She wasn't ready, women never are. He 
had to wait outside her room while she dressed. 

Being a sadist had its rewards. You could always find ways to torture people 
without touching them too. If a person depends on you to call or to do them 
a favor you cannot do it! If someone loves you, you can break their heart! 
People don't expect you to be deliberately cruel. That is the surprise 
element of sadism, the mental element! 

He wondered if he deliberately had made Allison suffer by calling her late. 
He couldn't remember whether he chose to go to sleep or whether it just 
happened. In any case, he had hurt her. Her hurt made him feel good and 
placed her more in his power. The more you hurt a girl the better she-likes 
you, that's a fact. 

There are a lot of mental sadists, Richard knew that. But .he went a step 
further, he punished female bodies. 

"I'm ready," said Allison, opening her door to reveal her trim figure in a 
frilly dress, a demure one. Before the night was over, thought the sadist, I 
will have her naked and spread and I will belt-whip her pussy lips! 

She looked so innocent that he immediately got a hard-on in his pants leg, 
causing him to practically limp to the auditorium for the film show. 

It was near Halloween, perhaps that's why they were showing that particular 
flick. It was a horror movie, and they always showed horror movies around 
Halloween. While they sat in the dark he visualized his throbbing 
blue-veined dick breaking the innocent girl's hymen and slamming up her 
unused pussy-hole. He took liberties in the dark under her skirt and she let 
him, although her breathing got so heavy that the closest few people changed 
to other seats. 

Richard's fingers were smelly when he walked out of the theatre, and he 
pretended to blow his nose just so he could savor the aroma near his nose. 
It was like fresh tuna fish casserole! He spoke softly and invited her to 
his room for some record listening. He said he had a new album, and she 
didn't believe it of course. But she wanted to "make out." 

We will do more than make out, he promised himself. Tonight will be the last 
moment of her virginity in both realms of sex and pain. Tonight she would 
experience both fully for the first time! He gnashed his teeth as he locked 
the door once they were in the room. He was determined to see whether her 
pussy lips were red or pink. 

"Sit on the bed," he said. 

"Why?" 

"Because I want to talk to you." 

"About what Richard." 

"About sex." 

"Sex?" 

"Don't be so startled. It's on everybody's mind all the time. I notice that 
you have a very moist pussy hole!" 

"Well, I never." 

"I know. But you will!" 

She turned red and then purple. She wanted him, but he wasn't being 
respectful. She liked honesty, but this was too much! "I think I had better 
go....." 

"You can't." 

"What?" She stared at the door, she could see the lock was turned. 

"I said you can't leave. Not until you go down for me and spread!" 

"I won't!" 

He opened the top drawer and pulled out the wrist and ankle chains, clasps 
and tweezers. "Either you strip right now while I watch, or you get your 
jollies tied down! Which will it be?" 

She wouldn't undress so he had to chain her to the bed and tear her clothes 
off her. She was the first girl he had seen in years that wore a girdle. 
Chaste girls often wear girdles, but who is chaste nowadays? 

"Stop! What are you doing?" 

"Tearing your clothes off and chaining you spread-eagle, just like in the 
movies. We are playing a little game." 

"You said you were going to play records, not sex-games!" 

"Come off it Allison, don't be absurd. Every girl-likes to be tied down and 
to have her pussy entered. What until you see my big hairy dick, you'll love 
it!" 

She stopped struggling. "Is it really big and hairy?" 

"Yes. And, of course, all virgins are tied down when they are first screwed. 
That's the custom." 

"It is?" 

"Sure! That way you are not responsible, the boy is responsible, so you have 
no guilt!" 

"Oh. Well, if I have to...." 

Richard saw that her pussy lips were pink when he pulled down her panties, 
pink and wet as hell. No wonder she stopped struggling! 

He saw her bearded pie was of a platinum color, just like her head hair. It 
was very becoming. 

She even smiled once she was completely stripped and spread in the metal 
chains on the lower bunk. 

"What if your roommate comes in?" she asked. 

"I have no roommate. I have a room all to myself. I am sort of a big man on 
campus." 

"Gee. You must be to get a single room. Are you going to fuck me and end my 
accursed virginity? My pussy is all swollen and wet as you can see." 

"I can see, but it is all obscured by your silky fur." 

"What are you going to do with those tweezers?" 

"Remove all the obscuring hair." 

"Won't that hurt?" 

"It is necessary, if a virgin with a lot of cunt hair is fucked, it hurts 
her. I have to remove the hair from your pubis to fuck you painlessly." 

"I didn't know that. But I am very innocent, I suppose. It's not that I want 
to be, it's that I look so innocent that all the guys are afraid to take me 
out.... " 

"Well, tonight your problems will be over!" He plucked the first of her 
hundreds of blonde hairs out with the tweezer. 

She winced, but she smiled. "When you are through plucking, don't forget to 
fuck me, will you?" 

"I will remember!" 

He plucked the second, the third and the fourth stubborn cunt hair out of 
her lovely source, and while he did so he massaged her wet clit with his 
other hand, so that pain and pleasure would be equated in the girl's mind. 
He had learned the "plucking" technique of training virgins to love sex-pain 
from a diary by the Marquis De Sade. 

The book had told that a virgin can be taught the joy of being hurt if, 
while she is hurt with tweezers, she is also clit-massaged. That was exactly 
what Richard did to Allison, and she loved it. 

The pain stimulated her massaged clit. She never had felt so good when she 
had masturbated. It was better to have him plucking her and rubbing her 
clit, so much, much better, she thought.... 

His erection was like a pipe trying to tear through his zipper and he could 
see that she really wanted to see his secret. He stopped the 
pain-and-pleasure for a moment and unzipped, letting his enormously erect 
pulsating, blue-veined cock spring forth. 

She gasped, worried that her hole was too small. How can any girl 
accommodate such a prick, she wondered. Surely it was too big for her! 

"Big isn't it, bitch?" 

"Sure is, and pretty too," said the chained spread-eagled platinum blonde. 

Once his big prick and his hairy balls were hanging out of his pants he went 
back to plucking her pubic hairs out by the root and stroking her cunt 
prize, her delicious little clitoris, the woman's "penis." 

It was in that clitoris, he knew, that all of women's sexual desires were 
centered and he stroked it rapidly while he pulled the living hairs out of 
her pelvis. Her pelvis began to rock and she arched up with her spread legs 
and began begging him to shove his dick into her virgin cunt. 

"In a moment. First," he said, "I must clear away your white bush of jungle 
growth, then I will monkey with your pussy lips. Don't worry, you are very 
lubricated and my enormous hairy cock will slam up into your gut in one 
swift motion, ripping away your little door tearing apart your virgin 
hymen!" 

She was nearly in ecstasy, although she didn't quite understand why he was 
plucking her. It was true that most girls when young have no pubic hair. 
Perhaps, she thought, all virgins are deflowered when they are too young to 
have hair to get in the way, and I have to have it removed too so that I can 
get fucked.... 

The whole thing seemed so silly to her: She had to be shorn of pubic hair in 
order to get fucked. 

Oh well, she thought, nothing is simple nowadays. There are problems with 
everything. If I had gotten fucked like other girls do before my pubic hair 
grew out, I wouldn't have this problem! like Richard says, it's my own 
fault. 

He grew faster and faster in his massage of her clitoris and faster and 
faster he plucked her hairs out. She would have asked him why he didn't 
shave it off, but all she could say was, "OW, OW!" 

"Hurts, doesn't it?" he smiled. "Well, in a second you will be bare, if a 
bit bruised. Then you will receive my hot rod up your ever-loving desperate 
virgin hole, you sexy naked bitch!" 

She didn't like the way he called her a bitch all the time, at least it made 
her uneasy. On second thought, it was sort of sexy, but very disrespectful. 
As he pulled the last blonde hair out, she was thinking about whether 
respect or sexiness was most important. There was something about calling 
her names that aroused her. 

"Now, you slimy cunt, prepare to be penetrated!" He dropped his pants to the 
floor and whipped off his shirt. 

"Please hurry," the sexually aroused bare-cunted girl pleaded, "I can't wait 
a second longer. Fuck me, fuck me." 

He lunged on top of her and centered his cock head like a bombardier 
preparing to open the bomb bay doors. Then he shoved his bomb though the two 
pushed-aside panels, destroying her hymen like it was an enemy factory with 
his dork. In a moment his titanic explosion of sperm devastated the heart of 
her cunt city, her womb. 

He had come fast in her. There was something so erotic about a denuded 
virgin's pussy that made him come! 

"Is that all?" she said, "I hardly felt a thing!" 

"I told you, once your cunt hairs are removed, it doesn't hurt." 

"Can you do it again." 

"In a few minutes." 

"Can you massage my anxious clit in the meantime?" 

"I can, but I won't." He lit a cigarette and then jammed the lit end into 
her cunt lips and she screamed for the second it stayed lit. Of course there 
was so much moistness in her that it rapidly went out. 

"What was that for? It hurt!" 

"Makes you more sensitive to my fucking you. You'll see. The second time a 
virgin is fucked it feels much better. Fucking is a wonderful pastime once 
you get used to it." 

"I hope so," frowned the naked girl, cunt juice dripping from her hole, 
mixing with the man's vast quantity of scum. 

"You'll see," he said, feeling a taut erection creeping up again. The 
extinguishing of the cigarette in her twat had aroused him. Pain always made 
him horny. There is nothing, he thought, more wonderful than hearing a naked 
girl cry out in pain. 

He again shoved his hairy dork between her luscious pink cunt lips and this 
time she gasped. The sensitivity of her burned cunt was much greater than 
the first time. Also he lasted and lasted this time slamming in and out, in 
and out like a mother-fucker while she groaned in ecstasy. 

She curled her lips and grimaced in semi-pain as he twisted her nipples and 
bit them while he fucked her quim to a smoldering ruin. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, you mother-fucker. Bite my tits, hurt me, hurt me!" She 
didn't know why she was saying those things, she was out of control. He was 
already biting and twisting her nipples, and she loved it, and asked him to 
continue. 

It wasn't a conscious thing. Their fucking was out of control. Her hips 
quivered and vibrated and her thighs quaked to a strange sexual rhythm like 
a hypnotized cobra. 

"More! More!" she begged him to slam his cock head into her creaming womb, 
to make her splash her girl-come around his throbbing blue-veined dick. 

"Shut the fuck up and heave more with your pelvis chick, I want you to wring 
my cock in your snake-squeezer and make me splash like a fire hose into you! 
I want my scum to shoot all the way up in your damned slimy girl-guts until 
it comes out your flared nostrils!" 

His frantic scrambling hose made her writhe in sex delight and his pinching 
and biting of her virgin tits made her groan in absolute abandon. She dug 
her pelvis up around his dork, using her newly discovered but powerful cunt 
wall muscles to squeeze and please his member. 

He shouted out and slammed a bucket of hot ball cream into her canal, 
setting off waves of undulating sex thrills in her guts, making her go into 
muscle spasms from head to foot, making her lose consciousness of who she 
was. 

The innocent girl was into wild sexual abandon, screaming and slamming up 
around his stiff rod with her slippery hole, and he tongue-kissed her to an 
absolute rawness. Her tongue felt like it was being ripped out by its roots 
as he sucked it into her mouth and her nipples were burning from his 
newly-applied tweezer squeezes. 

She didn't pause to think about the implications of her experience. She 
loved all of it, loved the pain in her breasts as much as she loved the 
thrill in her wet pussy lips. 

"I love it," she said. 

"I can tell," the sadist smiled, a sort of a sneer actually. 

"I love to have hot sperm run in my canal and drip out!" 

"I like to shove my dork into you and make your girl-spill splash." 

"I love to feel myself climaxing," she said, looking up at him. 

"Women love to be hurt while they climax. That's why I punch and twist your 
nipples." 

"I know Richard, it feels great. You are the greatest lover I have ever 
had." 

"I am the only one too, isn't that right? You were a virgin." 

"Yes, but even my dream lovers, the ones that fucked me in my dreams, didn't 
have such enormous cocks as your cock!" 

"I take a lot of vitamins. I suppose it all runs through my body and winds 
up making my cock grow. How many men's cocks have you seen?" 

"Yours is the first, except in magazines, but they were never erect. I 
didn't know they grew when they stood up. I thought they would just stiffen 
and stay the same small size." 

"That's a funny notion Allison. You have a lot of weird ideas. I bet you 
didn't know that all girls like to be hurt while having sex, right?" 

Allison didn't know that. In fact she thought it was pretty weird to be 
tortured while fucking, but it felt good, and if it felt all right, it must 
be okay..... 

"No, Richard, I used to twist my own nipples while I masturbated in the tub. 
And I know a lot of girls that told me their boyfriends spank them. Are you 
going to spank me?" 

"I will do more than spank you. Because I love you I will belt-whip you on 
your soft inner thighs. I think that will please you more than the tweezing 
out of your cunt hair did." 

"Oh I am so lucky to get someone as kind as you Richard." 

"Well, I like to help out girls that want to fuck but don't know anything. I 
do hope you are grateful to me, though, for my kindness. It is pretty hard 
work training a virgin to fuck, and it's hard to break a hymen with a cock 
head." 

"Oh I do appreciate it, Richard. You are so handsome and I am so 
inexperienced! It is very, very kind of you to teach me sex, to bother with 
me. I didn't even know before that you have to have no cunt hair when you 
fuck for the first time. I guess I was pretty naive. Imagine not knowing 
something like that! I am glad you took the time to tweeze out my offensive 
hairs." 

"Well, that's okay. Now I will step back and belt-whip you for your 
educational benefit. All girls like that best, you'll see." 

"Shall I close my eyes? I mean, am I supposed to close my eyes?" 

"It helps, Allison." 

She closed her eyes and he went over to the dresser drawer and extracted the 
long leather belt and wound it about his hand, coiling it, preparing to sent 
it slamming into her pussy area. 

She had her eyelids lowered, so he didn't see Richard put on the black eye 
mask or the metal girdle he always wore when he was at his sadistic best. 

The strap sung out towards her soft tender inner thighs and with a stinging 
resonance, left a brutally red mark there on the left side. 

She screamed out, telling him to stop. 

"You're not normal," he said, as she gasped when she saw his black mask and 
his metal girdle with studs. He wore nothing else, and that too made the 
outfit seem even more strange. She momentarily forgot her plea for mercy. 

"I am normal!" she insisted, deciding not to ask him about the outfit. She 
would be embarrassed if he told her all boys used such outfits when whipping 
girls. 

"You aren't normal," the masked body said. "A normal girl-likes to have her 
thighs whipped." 

"Well, okay, I will try to enjoy it. I guess I haven't had much practice 
being normal. I guess I ain't much of a sexual partner for an experienced 
person like you....." 

"All I ask is that you try Allison. Try to enjoy the pain like any healthy 
red-blooded American girl. Get rid of your hang-ups." 

"I will! I promise. I am going to close my eyes again and don't stop even if 
I cry out. I want to get used to being normal with a boy." 

"I wouldn't think of stopping again!" His face reddened and he lashed out, 
smashing the belt repeatedly across the girl's widespread thighs and even 
occasionally her cunt lips. 

She cried out again and again, but that only made his pecker stiffen and his 
giant throbbing organ told him to keep beating the shit out of her innocent 
body. Pretty soon the sadist was so excited by the screams and the red lash 
marks that he ejaculated an arching stream of hot semen into midair, and 
watched as it splashed on the naked girl's boobs. 

He watched while he continued to beat her thighs. He watched how the sperm 
dribbled down to her nipple and then dripped down along her stomach until it 
made a pool in her navel. 

Suddenly he had no desire to belt-whip her anymore and he fell on her sperm 
covered body and began biting a long pattern across her spermy breasts and 
down on her stomach. 

Then as she screamed in his sound-proofed room, he bit closer and closer to 
her clit, stopping with a final bite on her left cunt lip. 

Then he mounted her, slamming his again-erect member up her slimy hole and 
began earnestly seeking release in the thrill-well of her body. 

She stopped screaming and started moaning like a female cat in heat, and he 
tongue-kissed her. It was a sight that would raise eyebrows if seen through 
the window: a naked man with a wide metal studded belt and a mask on, 
fucking a blonde innocent who was tied naked and spread-eagled on the bed. 
It was even more sensational a sight because none of her pubic hair remained 
to hide a good view of the penis slamming in and out, bending the slimy cunt 
lips with every urgent push as she groaned away in ecstasy. 

"More, more," she insisted, "hurt me again please. Rub my clit and pinch it, 
hurt it while you slam in and out of my clammy anxious pleasure well. Make 
me want to climax, deny me my climax with pain, give my body what it needs, 
pain!" 

He took her suggestion to heart and he arched up so that the only part of 
his body touching her was his inserted dick. He pinched and cruelly twisted 
her seized erect clitoris with one hand, squeezed with his fingernails until 
a drop of blood dripped down her thigh. 

"I like that, I like it. It makes me want to come big, I feel a big come 
splashing down from my womb. Yes. Yes. That's it, keep hurting my clit with 
your fingernails! Make me in pain to increase my climax, I love pain and 
sex!" 

Richard was glad, excited that she was accepting pain so well. It confirmed 
the Marquis de Sade's observation that young virgins can be trained the 
easiest. 

He ejaculated a stream of trout-like sperm into her wishing well, sending 
her into hysterical undulations, making her pelvis quiver and quake in 
spasms of release while she moaned and cursed him. "I love it." 

"I know. Keep moving you bitch, I am still full of ball juice." 

"I'm still coming. I came three times in a row!" She added that she loved 
him. 

"Fucking bitch! He slammed a fist into her right cheek. The masked man said, 
"Don't ever say that word, 'love' when you are with me. Love is bullshit, 
only pain and the love of pain is valid with me. You can say you like to be 
hurt, but never say you love." 

"Sorry," she sobbed, her lip bleeding from his slug to her face, "I won't 
say that again." 

"You had better not, or I will dump you, you motherfucking dick-sucker!" 

"Am I your girl friend?" 

"You are my slave!" 

"That's even better, isn't it?" 

"Yes, you don't do what you want from now on, you do what I want you to do." 

"Is that good?" 

"That's the way all girls want to be. They want to be naked, tortured sex 
slaves," said the masked naked figure. 

"Good, then that's the way I want to be!" said the naive girl, "I want to 
want what other girls want from men." 

"You'll learn in time." 

"I will try." 

"I will make sure you understand pain and captivity. I am going to put a 
chastity belt on you and there is only one key and I have it." 

"Does that mean I am yours?" 

"Yes. You can't even go to the bathroom with this chastity belt on unless I 
wish it. It has a cover for your anus too, because I want your anus to be 
entered by no one but myself!" 

"Gosh, you must be a very jealous person." 

"I am! I will torture you to death if you ever talk to another male again." 

"What about my men teachers?" 

"You can't talk to any men ever again. It's my order to you, and I must be 
obeyed." 

"I will obey. Will I get my chastity belt tonight? I have heard of them, but 
I have never seen one or worn one myself." 

"You will get it in just a minute, but first I will roll you over and fuck 
you up the ass." 

"Will it hurt, Richard?" 

"Yes." 

"Good." 

"I know it's good. The more pain it gives you, the better you will like it, 
right?" 

"Yes. I guess I am normal after all. It's a big relief that I really like 
pain like other girls do." 

"I bet it is. It's nice when a girl finally becomes a normal non-virgin." 

"I suppose there are misfit girls that don't like pain. I was afraid the 
first times you bit me and whipped my things. Now I know that it is okay and 
that it makes me climax better." 

"Yes. I am glad you are normal." 

"So am I. I guess you wouldn't want to go with a prude." 

"I would have dumped you if you didn't like pain." 

"Gosh, I am sure glad I do like it! You are my first boyfriend." 

She watched as he unlatched her chains and then he told her to turn on her 
stomach. She did and he fastened her spread that way. Then he shoved his wet 
dick all the way up into her unused entrance, until she screamed out in 
agony. 

"Stop!" 

"Don't be ridiculous," said the masked man in her bowels. "I like to fuck 
young blondes up the rectum, it's what all normal American boys like best to 
do. It's better for you too, because you can't get pregnant when I fuck you 
in the ass. That's why girls prefer to get it up their shit hole. Aren't you 
like other girls? Don't you like it?" 

"I guess...." 

"Sure you do, so relax. Enjoy the feeling of your shit oozing out of your 
rear end each time I slam my dick up into your chocolate pudding. I know 
that it is a little tight now, but if we do it twice a day for a week, 
you'll widen out a lot." 

"I guess," said the rear-impaled girl, "that I am just new to the whole 
thing. I had never known that girls and guys fucked this way." 

"They all do, and when they are done the boy whips the girl's ass until she 
can't sit down for a week." 

"Oh, well, in that case, please continue shoving in and out, in and out of 
my ass-hole. I guess I have to widen out in my anus sooner or later. I had 
the misconception that the rectum was just to shit out of, silly aren't I?" 

"You sure are!" 

He kept doing it in her rear until he spurted the remaining ball juice into 
her warm buttocks. Her ass cheeks were like downy white pillows under his 
heavy hips. 

She gurgled a little. It hurt so much! She tried to smile, but her face was 
a curious mixture of happiness and of the agonizing affirmation of the 
rectal pain she was experiencing. 

He slipped out of her shithole and told her that if she was quiet he would 
whip her. 

She tried to make as much noise as possible, but he ignored her and took a 
long braided mule whip from his bureau drawer and lashed out at her pale 
behind-cheeks. 

"Ow!" 

"Wonderful, isn't it?" 

"It thrills me, but it hurts!" 

"Try to accept the ass pain. You are going to be whipped whether you like it 
or not, so why not enjoy it?" Richard was a bit of a philosopher. 

"I'll try, but it would help if I could have one hand unchained so I could 
rub my own clit while you whipped me, dear." 

He did as she asked, and as she moaned away, rubbing her clit, he massacred 
her bare ass with the lash, making streaks like moon rills across her smooth 
pale rear. "Ow!" 

"Still hurt?" he asked. 

"Yes, but with my clit being pleased, it's okay." 

"That's good, because I am going to give you four hundred lines on your ass 
cheeks, because you were such a bad girl when we first came into my room." 

"What-what did I do?" 

"You were reluctant to be tied and whipped." 

"Oh." 

"So you are being whipped more because you hesitated to accept pain." 

"I guess that's fair." 

"Of course. That's the way it is with all young couples. When the girl 
refuses to take pain, she is ass-whipped four hundred times." 

"Gosh, there are so many rules about sex! I never dreamed....." 

"You were pretty innocent," he whacked the lash down again on the bare and 
masturbating females body, and she winced. 

"I didn't even know that men beat women during affairs!" 

"People don't talk about it because it is too personal, but it is the thing 
that all couples engage in." 

"Richard, I know it may sound stupid, but do all boys dress in metal belts 
and masks to beat their girl friends?" 

"Boy, are you naive, Allison. Of course they do, you jerk!" 

"I'm sorry I asked. I guess you don't like me for being stupid." 

"That's all right, but now I have to add twenty-five lashes to your quota 
for the day, because you asked the wrong questions." 

"Oh...." 

Wham, wham, wham, the lash strokes continually marked her ass until she was 
crying, and still there were over a hundred strokes to go. She was barely 
conscious when the last blow fell and he told her he was finished. 

He untied her and said, "Why, you are all tear-stained, dear." 

"It hurt!" 

"Well, I am going to do a good thing, a thing that shows how much I love you 
now." 

"What?" She wiped a tear away from her eyelash before it could fall on her 
cheek. 

"I am going to put on your chastity belt now." 

"Golly." 

He went to the cornucopia-like bureau and took out the strange strap-covered 
metal device, shaped somewhat like a corset. 

"It will keep your hands away from your clit too. With this on, the only way 
you will be satisfied front and rear is when I unlatch it with my special 
key." 

"Gosh," she said. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

The sight of the chastity belt made the naked girl gasp with the aching anus 
still feeling distended. 

"Pretty isn't it?" 

To Allison, it looked like some sort of torture device. The big padlock on 
the front was not what she expected. She could see that when it was worn, 
the lock would hang down between her legs like a pair of men's balls, heavy 
and constantly brushing against her black and blue thighs. 

"Yes," he said, "it is beautiful. And it has a special plate that covers 
your anus too. If you want to go to the bathroom and I am not around, you 
just have to wait until I come and open the belt up with my key!" 

"Won't that be bothersome to me?" 

"Of course! You are bound to suffer. In addition to this chastity belt I am 
going to put a cold metal collar with rings in it about your neck. It will 
be tight, to remind you that you are my slave. 

"There are two other clasps for your wrists. They also cannot be removed 
without my key. 

"The wrist clamps you will always wear can be attached to your collar very 
easily with two little locks. Every time I want to fuck you, I will attach 
your hands to your permanent collar and make you defenseless. Then I will 
open the front or rear of your chastity belt and take you in whatever hole I 
prefer at that moment." 

"You are so thorough, Richard. I like a man who tells me what I will do." 

"I know. All women like to be utterly dominated by a strong man who takes no 
nonsense." 

"That is true. I sense that my body wants to be locked up from even my own 
hands, so that I can't even masturbate, so that only you can touch my sex 
holes." 

"All women want chastity belts, but few men have such good ones for their 
women. This one is entirely of heavy metal and cannot be pried open. Only my 
key will make you accessible." 

"Will the collar show when I walk around school? How about the wrist clamps 
I am to wear all the time?" 

"If you wear a Chinese-type high-collar dress and long sleeves, no one will 
notice. Also when you wear the ankle bracelets of heavy iron, you will 
probably prefer to wear slacks too, so that they won't show. I prefer you to 
completely cover your beautiful body around the school anyway. I don't want 
anyone but myself to see your legs." 

"There are ankle-bracelets too?" 

"Yes. You will be wearing the heavy metal chastity belt, plus ankle and 
wrist clamps, for the rest of your life. They cannot be removed without the 
key, and only I have it!" 

"Gosh, will they be heavy?" 

"Extremely heavy for a weak girl like you. And they will chafe too, but that 
is your problem. In time you will get used to them. There is no choice but 
to accept these presents." 

He told her to step forward and close her eyes. She stood there barefooted 
on the floor as he ordered her to move her feet wide apart. He enclosed her 
dripping anus and vagina in a prison of heavy steel, and she felt the heavy 
weight of the huge padlock that locked the whole device. It hung heavily 
between her pale thighs, cold to the soft flesh it touched, and she felt 
that she wanted to immediately diddle her clit, but she was unable to. 

"There!" he said. "Now go over to the mirror and look at your cunt and 
anus-prison while I fasten your wrist clasps and your heavy metal ankle 
bracelets and lock them in place." 

She stood before the full length mirror and observed that her cunt was 
completely blocked away from even her own fingers, and that the wrist and 
ankle bracelets he put on her were of the heaviest metal. The bracelets 
clicked snugly into place when he inserted the funny little key. There was 
no doubt that she could never remove any of the metal devices, and she 
sighed. 

"It's all so heavy!" 

"Walk around the room, you will feel just how hard it is to walk." 

She walked barefooted and she felt like she was made of lead. Furthermore, 
the big cold metal padlock hanging between her legs made it impossible to 
walk gracefully, so she was forced to walk bowlegged. 

She complained about the big lock and he laughed. "That will teach you to 
always walk with your cunt open to penetration. As for the weight, it will 
tone up your thigh muscles and your cunt muscles too. You will be a stronger 
better fuck each and ever day. Also you will be horny as hell from the 
constant irritation and inability to masturbate. You will be crazy for sex, 
absolutely depraved in a matter of a week. 

"I don't think so. I think I will just be tired." 

"Well, I will fuck you again in two days, and in the meantime you will eat a 
little Spanish fly mixed in your food to make you horny but unable to be 
satisfied by anyone. By the time I open your chastity belt, there will be 
only one thing on your mind. You will be insanely anxious to screw and screw 
and screw. You will only desire sex, sex, and more sex for the rest of your 
life!" 

"I feel that way already, Richard. Won't you fuck me?" 

"No. I will do it in a few days. In the meantime I will give you a diet of 
sex stimulants and tons of pornographic magazines showing men's penises to 
look at. I will keep you in this room the whole time, but I will only be 
here at night to listen to your moans and pleas to be fucked." 

"I don't think I will like that. Besides, I have classes....." 

"Fuck the classes! I am teaching you to be a correct sexual partner for a 
man. That's the best class of all, the class of discipline. After all, you 
have to pay for pain, it just isn't given to you. The more you suffer a need 
for sex the better your sexual frenzy will be when you finally get my dork 
rammed up your holes!" 

The naked masked Richard was erect again, but he ordered her to give him a 
hand job, to jack him off. She pleaded that she would rather he shove the 
dork into her dripping wet pussy lips. He smacked her in the face and 
ordered her to continue the hand-job while he lay sprawled on the bed. 

She tearfully obeyed, and soon his sperm shot into her face as he 
ejaculated. 

"Keep rubbing!" he said. He told her to stop only when he became limp. 

The chastity-belted female whimpered as she ate the meal he brought her an 
hour later from the dining hall. It was meatloaf. Before she got it, he took 
a vial of black powder from the drawer and mixed it into the meat. 

"Mexican fly," he explained. "It's like Spanish fly only it makes your cunt 
itch a lot more. It will make you insane for sex, but you won't be able to 
even diddle yourself with a soda bottle, since you are locked up." 

She was curious if he was lying. She figured he was, so she ate it. He left 
the room without explaining where he was going. She sat around naked except 
for her metal encumbrances and read all the sex literature he had provided 
for her. 

It was while she was staring at an open-crotch photograph of two lesbians 
rubbing each other off that she felt the first urgent sensation of tickling 
in her womb. Quickly, like a tidal wave, it spread down to her pussy lips, 
and a thrill ran up her spine and began to arouse her nipples to an erect 
stance. 

Then it became unbearable. Flushed in the face, she rubbed her tickling, 
trembling hot tits on the sheets and tried to cram her fingers in along the 
side of the chastity belt. 

She wanted to massage her clit. It desired to come by her hands or to have 
something inserted, but there was no way, no way at all to satisfy the ever 
increasing sex-hysteria. 

Her hole demanded pulsing fulfillment, but it wasn't even available for 
masturbation! 

She started to cry, started to run about the room and look for something to 
break open the chastity belt. There was nothing. 

She pounded on the locked door, hoping that the football team would hear her 
and break down the door and somehow remove the belt. They could all fuck 
her, all of them, she thought. She had to have a dick in her front and rear 
holes at the same time. 

A few hours before, she had been a virgin. Now the aphrodisiac had made her 
mad to be fucked front and rear by a dozen or more throbbing blue-veined 
dicks. 

She groaned as she again tried to squeeze her hands past the metal waist 
band. It was too tight. The room was full of sexy literature. Everywhere she 
turned there were pictures of people screwing, of lesbians diddling. She 
couldn't even touch her sex. It was driving her crazy, absolutely mad! 

Her pelvis started to twitch forwards and backwards by itself and she had an 
idea. Pain had made her come! Perhaps pain would enable her to come again 
without even touching herself! 

She ran over and took a pack of matches and lit one and held it against her 
left nipple. She screamed but didn't remove it. 

It helped, she could feel closer to climax, but even when she repeated the 
act, it didn't bring her to release in her metal cunt-tomb. 

She knew she need more pain than a mere match could give her singed nipples. 
She found a way to hurt herself more. 

In the drawer, amid other devices, were two barbed clips, and she could see 
what they were for. They could be opened with the combined strength of both 
her hands. They were like battery clips for jumping a car battery. 

She took the first clip and struggled to open it. Finally it was open wide 
and she put it over her burned right breast and let it sink into the flesh. 
The pain was tremendous, but not enough. As she sweated, she abused her 
other tit end in the same way, and then she fell, her eyes fluttering, onto 
the bed. 

She felt the agony of the breast clips well up into her pussy, and she 
bucked her hips and closed her eyes, pretending that Richard was shoving his 
big dick in her cunt. 

In a moment she splashed a gush of her slimy girl-come from her devirginated 
hole. She gasped and bit the pillow before she removed the deeply sunk-in 
battery clips from her nipples. 

The self inflicted pain had made her able to come, but it made her want to 
come again. She didn't want to use the clips again. She looked with frenzy 
through the drawers for another sex torture implement and found one. 

It was a bottle marked "ACID." 

She opened it and smelled! Sulfuric acid! 

She took an eyedropper and lay down on the bed. She knew that it would scar 
her tits, but she simply had to come again, and the only way she could come 
without masturbating herself was to use the acid on her tits. 

She decided to at least make the scar aesthetic looking, and hopefully 
symmetrical with the scar she would make on her other big, excited tit. 

She put the eyedropper into the smelly bottle and got several drops into it. 
Then she put the bottle on the floor and quickly made a line with the tip of 
the eyedropper across her chest. She ran the eyedropper from one nipple, 
down the breast to the breastbone, up the other breast and to its nipple. 

She screamed in agony and came, climaxed fully in her chastity device as the 
acid burned a scarred trail between her nipples. 

Later she looked at the damage in the mirror. It was very straight-that was 
good. 

Richard has failed, she thought, failed to make me sexually deprived. I have 
come without his key being used! I have come by giving pain to my own body. 
I have defeated his aim! 

Richard came back late that night. He had been out with Sheri, up in her 
room, teaching her the same lessons he had taught the winsome blonde. As 
Allison lay sleeping on his bed he stared down at her, noticing that she had 
found the bottle of acid like he had expected, and that she had burned a 
line with it between her breasts. 

Good, he thought, she had self-inflicted pain to her body. That was what I 
wanted to see when I came back. The Mexican aphrodisiac made her turn to 
pain for her sex release! 

Now she will be better trained to accept pain in lieu of sexual 
satisfaction. Soon, with my help, she will not be interested in sex per se. 
She will only want pain. 

That is my goal, he said to himself in the dark, as the moonlight 
illuminated the tender young body on the bed. 

I want her to be a person that can only feel climax when she is hurt! 

She stirred in the dark, mumbling in her sleep and turned onto her side. He 
stared at her locked-up pussy place, stared and drooled. Soon, soon..... 

In the morning, the naked girl found herself tied. The sadist had used 
chloroform on her sleeping body. There was a big w?d of surgical cotton on 
the floor reeking of the stuff. 

He marked me while I was unconscious, she realized with a start. I feel a 
branding pain on my left buttock! 

Richard marked her with his special brand, the same way he marked Sheri in 
her room. Sheri had felt the pain, unlike Allison. 

Sheri had stood up and turned in the full length mirror. Her raven-haired 
beauty had been marred in the rear. In big swollen red letters on her left 
ass cheek were the indelibly burned in words, "Fuck me up the ass." 

Richard had told Sheri he was going to brand her that way but she thought he 
was tying her up to belt-whip her. She had always liked belt-whipping, she 
said, ever since her dad had done it to her the first time. 

But Richard had gone too far with the branding. 

Allison felt the pain of the brand upon awakening. But there was no way for 
her to know the extent of the message permanently printed out upon her ass. 

Sheri had been easy to seduce, very easy to make a lover of pain, because 
her father had introduced her to the beauty of punishment! 

When Richard had left the tied down, naked and branded blonde in his room, 
he had gone to keep an appointment with Sheri. 

He said he wanted to go to her room and play records, the standard line when 
a college guy wants to make it with a coed. 

Of course he was so good looking that she said yes, and when they were in 
bed together naked he bit her. 

"I love that! Bite me some more," said the raven-haired and big-boobed 
beauty. "Only this time don't bite my ear, bite my tits!" 

Richard had learned not to be surprised at the number of girls that favored 
their sexual activities mixed with the stimulant of pain. 

Sheri's tits were left in swollen and in bruised condition. 

"It's supposed to hurt. Doesn't it wet your pussy?" Sheri's groans of 
pleasure made him renew his biting assault below her waistline, sending 
shrieks from her pink lips. 

"Stop!" 

"Why?" 

"Don't bite my thighs, it hurts." 

"It's supposed to hurt. Doesn't it wetten your pussy lips to feel my bites 
near there." 

"Well, yes...." 

"It makes your pussy wetter the more I bite, doesn't it? Confess!" 

"So much the better, right?" 

"I suppose so Richard," said the naked girl as she pulled the sheet up to 
cover her black and blue chest, "But...." 

"It makes your pussy wetter the more I bite, doesn't it confess!" 

"Yes ... that's true but...." 

"Well, when your thighs are bitten all the way up to your cunt, that's a 
bigger kick isn't it, pussycat?" 

"I guess you are right! Keep biting my thighs, only much, much closer to my 
pussy!" said Sheri. 

Each time he bit her thighs, thinner and tauter than the thighs that he bit 
in his room, the sadistic Richard's penis got stiffer and stiffer. 

That's the way it is with all sadists. When they know that their sex partner 
is in agony, then and only then are they prepared to commit the sex act. 
Pain must burn a path for their crazed desires. 

"Don't stop biting my thighs, Richard! I want them to be all full of your 
teeth marks! I want to be crying and climaxing at the same time, the way the 
girls are in that book you showed me!" 

The man under the sheets pinched Sheri's left thigh's soft flesh between his 
teeth, sucked on it and then slowly and inexorably bore down with his jaws 
as she screamed and screamed and screamed. 

The book that Richard had shown her was the Diary of the Marquis De Sade, 
profusely illustrated with diagrams and with photographs. In the photographs 
every girl was receiving some hideous torture or another, and the mere 
thought of those tortures made Sheri desire to be hurt and hurt and hurt by 
the naked man. 

Richard had used that book to sexually arouse women to the stage where they 
would be game to be bitten. 

Then he finally tied and belt-whipped and entered them up the rear. It was 
not by chance that he had brought it on his make out date with Sheri. 

He let go of her skin, and he said, "Did you come?" 

"Almost! Bite me again near there, but rub my stiff clitoris while you bite 
me! I'm sure I will get off this time. 

He did as Sheri asked and her hips convulsed and writhed and she rose up 
arching her back, on the balls of her feet and on her palms. She gasped as 
she spurted at his probing fingers. 

"Thanks! I needed that fucking pain in my thighs to really climax good," she 
said afterwards, sitting absolutely naked on the bedside. She began 
reminiscing about her father while smoking a cigarette. 

"My father was a brute and I loved it. I felt my first pussy-wetness when I 
was twelve and when he was pounding the shit out of my ass with his fists. I 
had eaten too many cookies, so he beat me." 

"You don't look like you eat too much," commented the sadist, thinking of 
burning her tender nipples with the cigarette she was holding. "You are very 
appealingly slim." 

"Yes, that's true." 

"But you ate too much as a child?" 

"Yes, and I was punished for it. My father beat and beat me, either with his 
big shoe across my ass or with the belt. Always hard as hell. 

"I got to like it because I felt my wet pussy give a thrill as it pressed 
down on his thighs. I felt his stiff penis pushing against my little stomach 
through his pants." 

"That's interesting. Your father always got a hard-on when he beat you, 
right?" 

"Right, Richard. Just like you do when you beat or bite me. Sometimes he 
would tie me down and belt-whip me. That was best of all." 

"Do you want to be tied down and beaten, and maybe branded with the words, 
'Fuck me up the ass?' Saliva was dripping out of the side of Richard's well 
turned lips as he said those words. She looked as if she thought he was 
kidding but he meant it! 

"Yes! Please tie me down Richard," begged Sheri, her cunt lips palpitating 
at the very thought of being abused and helpless. "I want you to whip and 
brand me and spit on me and bite my breasts. Do it to me the way my father 
did!" 

He knew that she only expected to be tied and belt whipped, but in his 
little valise he had all the equipment to fulfill her wild fantasies. Today 
she would not only dream of being tied down and branded, but she would 
actually find her ass burned with his degrading wordage. 

He snickered uncontrollably, sending a chill down Sheri's back as he 
spread-eagled her on her stomach and tied her tightly to the bedposts. He 
wanted to be sure she was tied tightly, and he shoved a handkerchief in her 
mouth because her room' was not sound-proofed like his. 

Then he stood back, and, as she watched, he took out his mask and his metal 
girdle belt, all studded with steel spikes. 

He also took out the branding iron and the little heating coil attachment 
and connected them to each other and then into the wall outlet. 

She struggled, trying desperately to free her frail body. 

She was tied too tightly to break free and soon the masked Richard took the 
red hot rod and touched its print-face to her ass. The backwards letters 
were singed immediately and permanently into her ass. It said, "Fuck me up 
the ass." 

She was moaning in her gag, a moan that Richard knew was a stifled horrible 
scream of agony, for a woman's behind is the most sensitive part of her 
body. 

He snickered and drooled again, a habit of his whenever he was torturing a 
young girl, a defenseless spread-eagled soft female body. 

That's the way he thought of her, as a body, not as a person. Sheri was just 
a thing of beauty to be changed, to be damaged and changed with the branding 
iron and then to be plunged into from the rear! 

His stiff cock was twitching and throbbing for ecstasy action in her 
shit-hole. He knew from the small size of the aperture that it wasn't where 
she had entertained boys in the past. like her front hole had been, this 
hole was never entered before that day. 

He jumped atop her sizzling ass. As his spiked belt dug into and tore her 
skin he slammed in and out, in and out of her clammy shit-covered anus, 
snickering and drooling. 

He knew that he was hurting her even though she was gagged and couldn't move 
or cry out. 

He felt the tightness of her anus, the twitching agony of her bowels' wet 
sphincter as he rammed it up into her chocolate pudding. He delighted in her 
excrement hole. 

He liked the way it felt in a girl's ass-hole, all wet and warm! He knew 
that a female felt humiliated and degraded when made love to in her rectum. 
He knew that Sheri was deriving no pleasure from him, only pain. That 
knowledge made him happy. 

He moved in greater and greater urgency, feeling the churning ball-juice 
making its way up into his stiff entrapped dick. He felt the first 
lubricating spurt shoot forward into her shit, and then he gasped and his 
hips bucked as he slammed a bucket of scum up into her rear, adding cream to 
her internal chocolate. 

Satisfied for the time being, he pulled out, and in pulling out he felt that 
she was already a little wider. 

"You must be made really wide in the rear!" he shouted. He went into his 
valise and withdrew a three inch wide stave of metal, similar to a penis 
only twice as wide. 

He shoved the oversized metal into her anus with gusto. 

"I know it hurts now," he sneered, "but wait for a few weeks, then you will 
see that your ass-hole is big enough to shove wine bottles into. It's a 
handy place to store things too...." 

He liked teasing her while she was being hurt and he knew that the metal 
dildo up her asscrack made her faint with pain. 

When he left her to return to Allison, his other victim, he dressed and then 
cut her ropes. He went out the door without a word. 

She was able to stand, but unable to pull the dildo out. She waddled over to 
the mirror and surveyed the damage, first turning to see her brand. 

In the mirror it was backwards, but she could see that it spelled out 
exactly what he said it would, and her pussy wettened. Any man that saw her 
naked ass from that day forward would know that she wanted it up her anus. 

It's funny, Sheri thought, touching her bruised nipples and her thighs so 
black and blue, I like Richard! 

Back in his own room, Richard untied Allison. He showed her tearful eyes 
what he had done to her ass, and she said, "How could you? It's so...." 

"Degrading?" 

"Yes-degrading!" 

"That's perfect! I want you to be degraded, just like Sheri!" 

"I don't like it, it makes my body look like the body of a tramp....." 

"Good." 

"I guess no one will ever see it except you though, so I suppose it's all 
right. That is, except if I have an accident and I go to the hospital. What 
will the doctors think?" 

Richard answered her cheerily, stripping and putting on his mask and studded 
belt again. "They will probably fuck you up the ass. That's what I would do 
if I were them. It's a medical fact that most doctors fuck their unconscious 
women patients before they operate, and sometimes during operations if it 
comes up....." 

"But I will have a chastity belt on too!" 

"Then they won't be able to! They can't even fuck you up the ass without my 
permission!" 

"I have to go take a crap, Richard, may I?" 

"Maybe in a few hours. I don't remember where I put the key to your anus 
protector." 

"You're kidding!" 

"Would I kid you?" 

"I have to go bad, Richard." 

Richard smiled as she lowered her yes. He could see that she was in pain 
from the need to urinate and shit, and that made him happy. It is taking 
away the most basic human right to deny her the right to shit! 

"I HAVE TO GO!" she insisted. 

That made him mad. You go when I want you to crap! It is not your decision 
whether you go to the bathroom or not anymore. I am in complete control of 
your body. Only I can permit or not permit you to even piss and crap!" 

"I understand-but-please," a tear fell down her cheek and across her bare 
but bitten breasts. 

"Oh well, don't worry, I will find the key and let you go shit in a few 
hours. In the meantime, read some magazines. I have to go do some shopping." 

He left Allison crying in bowel agony and he laughed while he browsed in the 
campus book store, dawdling the hours while she writhed in pain, not allowed 
to expel her own bowels. 

He could do anything he wants, she realized, even kill my chained body when 
I am bound down! I even wear shackles all day and I am not allowed to touch 
my own cunt! 

She cried and cried, but eventually he returned and undid the huge padlock 
between her legs and watched as she took a crap into the toilet. 

"I want to make sure you don't rub your clit. I have some more hot Mexican 
food for you. I have some hamburgers for your supper! I will add the usual 
aphrodisiac to it to get you horny and frustrated." 

She was starving or else she wouldn't have eaten it. 

He told her he gave her a bigger dose in the hamburger than he had the day 
before. That made her worried. It had driven her to acid-burn her tits the 
day before. What would it do to her now? 

Before she was finished eating he made her lay down on her stomach and he 
opened the back latch in her chastity belt and fucked her up the ass. He was 
in a hurry because he wanted to fuck Allison's ass before she was affected 
by the aphrodisiac, so she wouldn't like it. 

Then he left her, tied this time, totally unable to move to satisfy her 
rising desires. He heard her first cat-like moans of horniness as he 
chuckled and shut the door. He went back to Sheri's place. Sheri didn't 
needed to be tied. She loved anything he did to her. She was a true 
masochist. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Sheri and Richard both sat naked next each other smoking cigarettes and 
watching T on her bed. They were as alone as could be She told him that she 
had always wanted lover that knew how to hurt her, that knew where a woman 
can be hurt most. 

"A lot of girls are like that," he remarked. "At my last college, the one I 
had to leave suddenly because one of my girlfriends decided that I was too 
violent, I tortured about twenty girls. Oh, not all at the same time, and 
same degree. I remember this one girl, Anita. She was a transfer student at 
the school from Tucson, Arizona. 

"Anita was really wild," he continued, "she wanted to be fucked up the ass 
and to have her cunt tweezed free of hair on our first date! Then she asked 
to have her tits burned with a cigarette. I did it of course, but I could 
see I wasn't the first. There were hundreds of cigarette burns on her tushy 
and on her tits, and on her inner thighs. She told me she always asked to be 
burned and that men always eagerly burned her whenever she asked for it. 

"I asked if it would be okay to burn her ass while I fucked her in her anus, 
and she said okay. 

"I took the cigarette and," smiled Richard, "burned her ass like this!! ! " 
Sheri screamed and then began groaning as Richard brought his cigarette 
against her ass to show her how he had burned Anita. 

"Burn my pussy too, burn it, burn it, you mother-fucker!" 

Richard was surprised that after being branded the girl was anxious for more 
burns, but if she wanted it. 

He took the cigarette and took a long puff to make the tip hotter. Then, 
exhaling smoke in Sheri's face, he put its red tip to the pussy lips. She 
had spread wide for him so that he could really shove it up, and he did. 

He could actually smell the charred flesh before the cigarette went out and 
he could watch her eyes roll from the pain. 

She has a great capacity to endure pain, he observed. 

Then Sheri kissed him, tongue kissed him and mounted him, holding his wrists 
to the bed and powerfully setting his dork into her slimy hot pussy lips. 
Soon she was shoving down on the stiff rod, gasping in pleasure. 

He liked girls to be on top. It was relaxing to have a girl slam up and down 
on top for a change while he lay perfectly immobile. He enjoyed it, 
especially as they came together and he scratched and tore her breasts with 
his nails. 

Sheri was one girl in a hundred. The one girl that wanted more pain than 
anyone could give. Anyone except a sadist like Richard. 

She confessed that most boys had been afraid to really burn and whip her, 
but that she never had given up hope of finding a true sadist like Richard. 

Richard said he was just as pleased as could be to find that she was a 
perfect masochist, and he offered to let her watch him whip and degrade 
Allison. 

"Allison? I don't believe it! I thought," said Sheri, "that she was a 
virgin!" 

"Was is correct! Not anymore. Now she has been entered front and rear and 
she is chained down in my room all hopped up on aphrodisiac's. She is 
wearing a chastity belt of my own design, one that can't even be opened to 
crap without the key!" 

"Fantastic! Does she love pain as much as I do?" 

"Well, she's learning, but I think it will take time. You have read the 
Marquis de Sade's method on making a young girl into a masochist, haven't 
you?" 

"Yes," said Sheri, "I think it is a good method. It is best to train a 
virgin. That's how I came to love pain, I was introduced to it at the same 
time my sex thrills began." 

"Well," intimated the man who had just been relieved of his sperm by Sheri's 
insistent, wiggling cunt, "I followed his method. I pulled her cunt hairs 
out while I massaged her clit. Then I bit her tit while I fucked her, and 
then I punished her with ass and thigh whippings for no reason, telling her 
that all women want pain and that she is abnormal if she doesn't." 

"Did she believe you?" 

"I don't know Sheri. I thought so, but I think if you come down to my room 
and let me hurt you in front of her....." 

"That's a good idea. Besides, I am a bit of a sexhibitionist. I like someone 
to watch me get fucked. When she sees that a nice girl like me-likes pain, 
she will come around to thinking she is a pervert unless she-likes it too!" 

The naked S & M pair laughed and laughed, and then Richard watched as Sheri 
dressed in a pair of pink stockings and a garter belt, a red dress and 
shoes, and rouged her cunt for their display in his room. They agreed that 
Allison must actually see the burn on her ass was the same as the one on 
Sheri's. 

Sheri was happy to see that Allison was crying out to get fucked the minute 
she opened the door. Richard tickled the cunt-eager girl's breast and 
Allison said she was surprised to see Sheri there. 

"She is here to show you that it is normal for a girl, even one as demure 
and innocent as she is, to want sex-pain, isn't that right, Sheri?" 

"Yes, Richard." 

"I want to fuck," insisted the chastity belt wearing blonde as she was 
unchained. She was convulsing in her pussy trap, she hiccupped and her 
thighs twitched uncontrollably from the Mexican aphrodisiac's effects. Her 
pussy was so swollen that it was pushing against the metal of the chastity 
belt. 

"First watch us fuck dear," smiled Sheri good-naturedly. She took off her 
dress but left her stockings and garter belt and shoes on while she bent 
over, prepared to receive Richard's enormous swollen dork up her anus. 

Allison gasped as she read the inscription on Sheri's ass cheeks. 

"Don't be surprised," smirked Richard, already stripped for action, "it 
reads the same on your ass. I burned and branded your behind while you were 
unconscious. Of course! I don't realize that you couldn't know what it 
said!" 

"It's disgusting!" Allison started crying as 

Richard shoved his dick into Sheri's anus, splashing shit all over the rug. 

"It's wonderful," said smiling, cunt-roughed Sheri, "to be fucked up the ass 
by a big dick. That's why I am so happy to have a brand. I noticed that 
Richard must really like you, he has triple blessed you with a chastity 
belt, shackles and a brand!" 

"Is that good?" said Allison incredulously, her pussy throbbing wildly as 
she watched the pair ass-fucking in front of her. 

"It's sign of real love to have a man shackle, brand and close you up!" 
Sheri was unable to say any more because she started gasping and frantically 
wiggling her ass to the frantic rhythm of Richard's slamming entries. 

Allison thought it over but she didn't really think that it was at all 
abnormal to be hurt. It was just that it was so new to her. Sheri was really 
enjoying herself and Richard was reaching around and scratching the 
black-haired girls tits while he ass fucked her. It must be okay to be hurt 
in sex, thought Allison. 

What Allison was really concerned with was her urgent need to have her cunt 
entered by something, ANYTHING! 

"Fuck me next!" she hopped up and down, trying to get attention for her 
jiggling breasts and buttocks. 

Attention is not hard to get when you have such enormous bouncy boobs and 
such a nice round branded ass. Both Sheri and Richard stared at her 
jiggling, attention-getting little dance while they ass-fucked. Sheri was 
aroused even more by the sexual bump and grind that the chastity belted 
sexpot was doing than by the dick in her anus. 

Richard realized that he was spurting a bucketful of his best in Sheri's 
bowels for the sole reason that he was excited by Allison's come-hither 
dance. He knew that Sheri too was getting off by rubbing her clit while she 
watched the heaving hips and churning pelvis of the sex-mad blonde. 

He pulled his still spurting dick out of Sheri and maintained his throbbing 
blue-veined erection while he fumbled in his fallen pants for the funny 
little key to Allison's pussy. 

Eagerly he inserted the key and opened the creaky padlock and pulled down 
the lever door to the steaming pulsating pink cunt lips. 

She lunged onto the bed and opened wide for his smooth lubricated entry and 
she came three times while he was getting all the way in. The drug had made 
her pussy a super wet climax eager penis pleaser. She whipped her hips 
around and around, totally taking charge of the ecstatic plunging man's 
desire and tightening her vaginal muscles around his probe she tried to pull 
it out by the roots. All her cunt succeeded in doing was coming a few more 
times. 

Richard was gasping and frantic, and his slamming cursing violent fuck in 
Allison's pussy was aided by the rapid and urgent whip strokes that the 
other girl directed to his buttocks. 

"Don't stop, hit him Sheri, make him keep pumping in my sexed up hole. I 
needed him for hours, I have to have a long hungry fuck from his dick. I 
need to be hurt too, make him bite my nipples, use the tweezer on my tits. 
Please, hurt me, hurt me, hurt me!" 

Sheri stopped her whipping on the man's buttocks to fetch him the tweezers. 
Then, while he fucked on and while Sheri whipped his ass to make sure he 
pumped into Allison fast enough, the tweezer squeezed Allison's left breast, 
making her climax again and again. 

Sheri noted that the more pain that the sex-mad blonde got, the more she 
wanted. That was a sure sign that she was on her way to being a masochist 
like Sheri. 

Richard spurted his last into the blonde and shriveled despite the burning 
whip lashes to his buttocks, but Allison was still not satiated. 

"More, more more, more!" she cried out, tearing at the man with flying sharp 
fingernails, "I need more fucking." 

Richard had an idea. "Sheri, get your strap-on dildo and fuck this horny 
bitch some more." 

Sheri threw on a bathrobe and ran out and up to her room to get the big 
device. She had showed its impressive dimensions to Richard. He had said 
that he didn't like girls to fuck him up the ass, but that he would like 
Sheri to show him someday how it is used on another woman. 

"Now is the time to show me how you fuck with the big dildo," he told Sheri 
as she ran out the door. She came back in a moment, robe flying off the 
minute she shut the door. 

He watched intently as Sheri strapped on the waist band and then as she 
secured the big plastic cock in her crotch as if she was a man with a huge 
hard-on. It was impressive, but he doubted that her hips could heave it in 
and out of Allison's wet pussy without tiring. 

"Go do it!" he encouraged. 

The smiling black-haired bitch mounted the hip writhing Allison and slowly 
pushed the convoluted plastic organs tip into the spread open pussy lips. 

Allison groaned. 

"Now get all the way in!" exclaimed the fascinated man. It was a new 
experience for the sadist. He picked up the whip. With the encouragement of 
the lash tip on her buttocks, maybe Sheri can be a good fucker after all. 

The minute the lash struck her behind the raven-haired naked beauty began to 
really enter and exit Allison's wide cunt like a mother-fucker. 

"That's it Allison, really give it to the horny bitch! She has been locked 
up in her chastity belt with nothing but aphrodisiac to eat and nothing but 
open-crotch literature to read! She really is hornier than any woman on 
earth and she loves pain too. I taught her to be normal and to love pain 
like other girls! Hurt her, hurt her while you fuck her and while I whip 
your ass! Make her come, and make her tits hurt! Bite her tits, bite them, I 
command it, otherwise I will put the battery clips on your tits." 

The girl did as he asked, but the idea of the painful battery clips 
squeezing shut on a breast was just too exciting to ignore. Richard stopped 
whipping the dildo plunging broad long enough to get the clips and as 
Allison screamed, he put them on her nipples, watched them dig deeply into 
her bruised white skin and pink suckers. 

The sight of Allison's tortured expression, of her eyes fluttering while the 
clips were attacked, made Sheri want to fuck her harder and harder with the 
strap-on dildo. 

"It hurts, the battery clips are breaking my breasts. Fuck me, fuck me so I 
can climax in this beautiful pain, make me come for the first time by a 
woman!" 

Sheri wanted to have the distinction of making Allison come by her fucking 
her with the dildo. It was thrilling to hear the naked blonde's horny pained 
groans of pleasure and agony, and it stimulated the hard shoves driving home 
the dildo up Allison's cunt. It moved even faster in and out in and out when 
Richard again began whipping Sheri's round buttocks. 

"That's it!" encouraged Richard. 

"More! Faster!" pleaded the platinum blonde as the battery clips cut off the 
circulation to her gorgeous big nipples, "I have to come, I have to!" 

"Shut up!" yelled the girl penetrating Allison, slapping the blonde's face 
violently as she slammed her plastic penis up the wet cramming cunt. 

The blows to her cheeks did what the dildo and the battery clips had not 
quite been able to achieve. It made Allison's hips writhe and made her womb 
spurt her happy juice around the wide imbedded plastic dork. 

"I'm coming, I am coming like a banshee, like a whore, like a mother-fucker. 
I am climaxing from a girl fucking me with a big plastic dildo and it is 
wonderful, it is even better than having a man's throbbing dick in me. Twist 
the battery clips attached to my breasts, fast! I want more pain while I am 
climaxing, hurry Sheri, hurry and hurt me!" 

Sheri twisted first one breast attached battery clip and then another and 
Allison, the innocent looking bitch, screamed up the scale to high C and 
passed out, still cunt-spurting about the imbedded dork as she slipped from 
consciousness. 

Sheri pulled the wet plastic member out and stood up and unstrapped it. 

"Please Richard! I am so hot in my own pussy from fucking and hurting her 
that I have to get fucked. Can you do it to me?" 

"I think so bitch," said Richard, "my erection is up again, and I want to 
hurt you too." 

"Please do, please take the clips off her and put them on my breasts while 
you fuck my cunt to smithereens, I need pain more than she does." 

"Gladly." 

Sheri watched with breathless attention as Richard forced the clips open 
with his hands and detached them from the sprawled girl she had just screwed 
and hurt. 

Sheri laid down on the floor and spread on her back so that Richard's 
sadistic desire to do the torture on her breasts could be satisfied. She was 
frightened, she never had tight clips closed on her pink nipples before, but 
she knew that the greater the pain she received during or before sexual 
intercourse, the greater and more ecstatic the heaving come from her womb. 

A thrill ran around in her throbbing engorged roughed pussy lips as she 
closed her eyes and spread her thighs as wide as she could and waited for 
the sadist to satisfy her insatiable desire for sex and pain. 

Sheri did not have to wait long, for both battery clips were attached 
suddenly, painfully and simultaneously, piercing the pale flesh of her 
delicate boobs and making her writhe and scream in agony as Richard slammed 
his dork into her. 

As he entered and exited her she felt his heavy balls slapping under her 
pussy and felt the terrible unnecessary additional pains as he twisted her 
breast clips with a vengeance. 

She spurted two small climaxes immediately, lubricating the way for the big 
rising thrill to pour out of her womb and splash against the mass 
frantically active cock-head. 

"Oh! Oh, oh, oh!" 

"What is it, Bitch!" 

"The pain-" 

"Tough shit!" he twisted both battery clips half way around and her eyes 
fluttered but her hips rose to meet his plunging member and her cunt muscles 
seized and squeezed-a stream of hot ball juice out of his throbbing imbedded 
cock head while he yelled, "Motherfucker!" 

She writhed and tongue kissed with him, her hips twisting pelvis quaking. 
She was up on her palms and the balls of her feet, curved like a bow towards 
his slamming arrowhead. 

"Give it to me, shove it in, slam your hot come into my thirsting steamy 
cunt. I need pain. Twist my breasts clips, make me spurt my ever-loving cunt 
cream on your hairy dick, mother-fucker!" 

"You fucking bitch!" he slapped her face repeatedly, until his red finger 
marks stood out like embossed copper print on her pale cheeks and then he 
maniacally laughed and heaved the rest of his hot juice into her as he 
twisted the breast connected clips, and as drool ran from his lips and 
dribbled on her neck. 

She quaked and quivered, and collapsed, her pussy giving up the last of its 
triple coming juice, her mad tongue engaging his tongue in a dance of pain 
and wet sucking power. 

He gasped as her sucking mouth nearly ripped his inserted tongue out by the 
roots, as she sucked his long red tongue way, way into her throat and closed 
her teeth about its roots, hard as hell. 

He tried to pull it free, but her powerful jaws held it in her mouth with a 
vengeance, until his swollen dork shriveled and shrank out of her cunt like 
a retreating army. 

Then she let his tongue go and he fell on his side. 

Her breasts were numb, she felt nothing when she detached the heavy metal 
clips, but she saw the marks it had left and knew the terrible pain would 
return when the circulation did. 

She hoped that the sadistic man had experienced at least a moment of 
discomfort as he was being tongue sucked and tongue bit by her. She smiled, 
a smile of absolute satiation. All her sex desire had been fulfilled by the 
frantic painful fucking. 

"I had to have that," she whispered to the heavy breathing man, "I had to 
get hurt and fucked to hell after I made Allison come with my strap-on 
dildo. It got me so fucking excited that I needed a dick more than ever, 
more than I did in my whole life. You know, it was just like when I was 
beaten by my father, it was damned wonderful!" 

"I am glad you like to be hurt, because I am going to hurt you both the way 
you have never dreamed of being hurt," said the man, rising to his feet and 
rushing to his bureau to find a new and more painful torture device to amuse 
him and to hurt the females. 

"What are you going to use on our bodies?" asked the newly terrified Sheri. 
She couldn't imagine anything more painful than the breast pliers hooked up 
with electricity. 

"You'll see in a moment, actually it is a combination of things." 

"Animal, vegetable or mineral?" 

"Don't get cute! You will never be able to take the pain, and Allison 
fainted getting even less pain than you." 

"Speaking of Allison," said the black-haired masochist, "I hear her moaning, 
she is coming to." 

"Just in time," he snickered, "to be hurt again." 

Sheri watched as he pulled a big dildo with studs and studs all over it out 
of the drawer. She realized that the cruel metal implement was meant to cut 
and rend as it was twisted into a cunt, her cunt! 

"Please, no...." 

"Yes, bitch, I will shove this thing deep into your pussy, and there is 
another one for your ass, and two for Allison's nice tight holes as well!" 

"I won't let you!" 

The man brutally sidekicked her naked body, sending Sheri crunching to the 
floor doubled over. "Now you won't be able to resist." 

Richard wanted Allison to tie the bitch up and he promised the terrified 
blonde that he would not use the things in her pussy if she chained the 
groaning girl on the floor on to the bed, spread-eagled. 

Allison enthusiastically did what he said because she was mad at Sheri for 
the furious painful fuck and because Allison herself hoped to thus avoid 
being entered by the painful spiked dildoes. 

Soon the black-haired girl was spread wider than imaginable in the chains 
and as she cried out in agony, the sadist twisted the metal spiked dildoes 
into her ass-hole and her tight cunt simultaneously, an inch at a time. Inch 
by inch the the tearing flesh parted to permit the huge metal staffs full 
entrance, until they were all the way into the crying screaming tit-bruised 
bitch. 

While he did the things to her holes, he ordered Allison to take part by 
whipping the girls bare boobs with a short riding crop. He liked to watch 
two girls kiss too so he ordered the ex-virgin to madly tongue kiss the 
black-haired girl while he worked on the holes with the metal dildoes. 

The screams of Sheri were therefore cut off as Allison cumbersomely whipped 
the victims breasts and sucked her red tongue deep into her mouth and bit 
down. That was not enough pain, not enough to make Richard even erect again. 
He took the second device from the drawer, leaving Allison to bite into the 
bitches tongue and breast whip 

Sheri. He left the barbed dildoes in the raw wet holes between Sheri's legs 
also. 

He went and got two pipes, short thin metal pipes of the sort that would fit 
into the mouth of a girl like Sheri or Allison. They were pipes meant to 
keep their mouths open while someone sat on top of the pipes and crapped hot 
smelly turd into them and down into the females mouth, forcing her to 
swallow or being suffocated. 

The reason they would be unable to breathe through their nose was that he 
would plug up the nostrils with tissue paper. 

He had done that only once before, with one girl, back at the other college. 
Now he was happy to have two girls to drop turd into, two girls mouths to 
swallow his hot shit and gag as he urinated into the pipe imbedded in their 
mouths. 

He viciously kicked Allison to the floor and chained her hands behind her 
back, and then, despite his promises, he shoved the remaining spiked dildoes 
into her crap hole and her pussy lips. 

While Allison screamed in pain he had the opportunity to shove the piss and 
shit pipe into her mouth and he was so anxious to shit into her toilet that 
he scarcely had to clog her nostrils with tissue paper from the bathroom. 

Unable to breathe except through her mouth, Allison struggled with her hand 
chained behind her back, pinned to the floor with the pipe jammed down her 
throat. 

The man drooled and guffawed hysterically as he squatted on the protruding 
pipe and grunted a fart out that the blonde was incapable of refusing. She 
inhaled it's pungent vapors, gagging uncontrollably. 

But that was not the worst part. Richard had thought about this thing 
earlier and as a result he had eaten figs and prunes all morning, desiring 
to shit wet diarrhea into both girls' lips, and he gushed forth with a huge 
sloppy wet gush of stools that the girl swallowed as she gasped for farty 
air. 

"Tastes good doesn't it, you slimy bitch. Don't worry Sheri, there will be 
plenty left for you, and you will have the honor of swallowing my hot yellow 
urine also." 

Sheri was nearly insane with fear and Allison was no more than a human 
toilet for the maniacal sadists turd-degradation. The dildoes ripped apart 
her cunt and bowel membranes every time she twisted or writhed as she choked 
on and eventually swallowed the brown gush or putrid smelly excrement that 
the man cheerfully dropped on her tongue. 

Then he was done with her and he left her vomiting and chained on the floor 
with the paper still stuffed up her nostrils and forced naked Sheri's lips 
open. 

He shoved the other crap and urine conducting pipe down her mouth and 
mounted her on the bed, mounted her head and shoved his half erect penis 
down the big pipe and started pissing forcefully into her guzzling anxious 
throat. 

He was holding Sheri's nostrils pinched shut so she, like dildo pierced 
Allison, also had to swallow to breathe. 

"Here's some soda pop for you dear, I hope you like the flavor. I used to 
work in a soda factory once and when no one looked I pissed into the vats. 
It improved the flavor so much that sales went up fifty percent." 

Sheri's tortured body was not amenable to his funny stories, the pain was 
too great, the hot urine pouring down her throat through the pipe was too 
distasteful to allow her to appreciate his humor. 

After he pissed into her fully, bloating her stomach, he shit a little more 
into the pipe. Then he let her lay there, tied and vomiting up brown and 
yellow streams through her nostrils while he held her mouth closed and 
masturbated with his free hand. There is nothing more degrading to do to a 
woman than this, he thought, and he smiled. A good sadist always degrades as 
he hurts his victims. 

Allison had stopped vomiting and cried out, "Release me, I can't go on in 
life, I have been so degraded and perverted that I want to kill myself!" 

Richard laughed. "That's too easy, you will suffer this treatment again and 
again until you love it. You'll see, it will eventually make your pussy 
spill come to be crapped into the way I did today." 

"Never!" 

"We'll see..." 

Richard leered as he stood with his dick in his hand, jacking himself off 
again, watching the girls convulse in their chains and throw up green, 
yellow and brown crud, their stomachs heaving at the thought of what had 
just been done to them. 

Richard liked to hurt women, but more than that, the naked female body meant 
another thing to him: It was a thing of beauty to be degraded, to be hurt 
and violated and the mind inside the female body was meant to be driven mad. 
He wanted both his victims to eventually be mindless sex-objects that he 
could torture and that he could urinate into at his most spontaneous 
pleasure, without bothering with chains or subterfuge. 

He decided it was time for him to freshen up in the shower and then go have 
a cup of coffee in the smack bar. The girls were tied, and there was no 
chance that their screams had been heard. His room had been carefully 
soundproofed by his very own hands. He knew that a foot from the door the 
most horrible screams weren't even a whisper on the wind. 

He did take a shower and as he dressed he told the girls something they 
didn't want to hear. 

"You are both lucky to have a boyfriend that can really degrade and hurt 
you. All guys want to torture and degrade women, but they are afraid too, I 
ain't." 

He listened to them moan a bit then continued. "As a matter-of-fact, all 
women of any age want to be hurt and dominated, you both know that. Oh, you 
might temporarily feel that my degradation and torture of your innocent 
bodies has gone too far, but soon you will see that it is good for you." 

"Fuck off!" exclaimed Allison. 

For that remark he bit her left tit, then he left the room and went to the 
cafeteria and lolled over a cup of coffee, trying to find a coed as pretty 
as either Allison or Sheri, trying to see it there was another victim as 
innocent looking as the two in his room. 

There weren't. Two girls of such beauty out of five thousand coeds, what a 
pity, he thought. I suppose it is the atom bomb, he mulled. Before the bomb 
the girls were prettier. The girls today are like mutations, there is 
something wrong with the looks of each and every one of them. Before all 
those H-bomb tests girls were prettier. 

He wasn't old enough to remember the women in the nineteen fifties, but he 
had seen pictures. Man, they were lovely! They were well built and sexy as 
hell, plus they had nice voices, he knew that from old films. 

The girls that were born in the nineteen fifties and sixties were, with a 
few exceptions like Allison and Sheri, all ugly as sin, he thought. And when 
he groped for a reason for that phenomena, only one thing came to mind, the 
bomb. 

Yes, the bomb, he thought as he slurped the last of his coffee, the bomb. 
The children born after the atomic tests were mostly all freaky looking, 
especially the women. 

He concluded that it was not his problem, he had enough women for the time 
being to torture, and lots of people thought that the girls of the seventies 
were beautiful. He thought they were ugly, he hated the "hippy" look, that 
look was too hard. He liked innocent looking faces and shy darting eyes, 
eyes like Allison's green wonders, eyes that can express the pain and 
anguish he gave her body. 

He got horny thinking of torturing a hippy chick and he went back to the 
dorm and into his room to make more fun for his dick. He had thought of 
another thing to do to poor Allison. 

"Hello, dears, I have returned!" 

They were not happy to see he had returned, they were still mad, he 
supposed, for the way he had shitted and urinated into their mouths; how 
ungrateful of them! 

"You bitches, you have a choice of licking all your vomit up or being 
unchained and told to scrub the floor with mop and pail. Which do you two 
want to do?" 

They unanimously opted for cleaning detail, neither was anxious to again 
swallow any of the oozing putrescence they had cascaded onto the floor. 

He unchained them and they rubbed their hands and ankles and aided each 
other in painfully extracting the tearing rending metal dildoes in their 
lower holes. 

Richard had a laughing fit as the two girls squatted one at a time for the 
other to extract the dildoes. He especially liked the instructions Alkison 
gave Sheri: 

"Easy Sheri, real easy ... Ow! Take it easy mother-fucker. Easy it out of my 
anus, try not to cut me up any more. Ow!" 

"I am doing the best I can, I am trying to take it from your big hole 
without cutting you." 

"Wait till it's your turn to bend over, I will just yank it out of you, you 
bitch. I think you are deliberately twisting the damned thing to hurt me!" 

"I ain't!" 

"You are so deliberately hurting me. I can't stand it! Just yank it out!" 

Sheri had a sadistic streak so she twisted the dildoes as she simultaneously 
jerked them out of the blonde's raw cunt and anus, and the blonde hit the 
ceiling screaming. 

"You slimy mother-fucker!" yelled Allison, "Now I am going to take yours 
out!" 

Without telling Sheri to squat and have her dildoes extracted, Allison got a 
grip on both and yanked while Sheri convulsed in pain. 

Richard promised himself that he would soon shove the dildoes in the girls 
again, just so he could watch them argue when they bent to pull them back 
out. 

He sat naked and filed his nails while the females did their female work, 
scrubbing the floor on their hands and knees. Allison was told to stop 
scrubbing for a moment and Richard refastened her chastity belt to her body, 
and put the key on a chain and hung it around his neck. 

He had a torture and humiliation planned for the both of them, but he wasn't 
ready to spring it just yet. 

"Hurry up! Clean up the place, straighten the blinds too, and dust all the 
stuff, the desk, the furniture, everything you slimy bitches!" 

"Women are such lousy workers, it's a good thing they have cunts or they 
would be of no use at all!" he exclaimed. 

The females fumed at that remark. It went to the core of their self respect. 
He had told two intelligent college coeds that they were of no use except as 
objects to stick a dick into, and that really burned them up. Silently both 
of them scrubbed on, but each was making a plan in her mind to reverse the 
situation, to make Richard a tortured slave and herself a super-sadist. 

Richard for his part was getting bored from watching the household chores 
being performed by the naked bitches, so he took the whip and lashed their 
asses to make them work faster. 

It is a fact that people work better when they are faced with punishment 
than when they are told they will be rewarded if their work improves, a fact 
of life. Pain is the great stimulus that built the pyramids. The slaves 
built those timeless tombs for the pharaohs but they did it because they had 
no choice! 

All of civilization is founded on the principle of pain, it is the threat of 
pain from starvation on deprivation that forces the masses to work. It is 
fear of pain that forces college students to attend school. They know that 
if they don't go to college they will suffer the pain of being an ordinary 
worker, the day-to-day pain of hard labor for long hours. 

Richard knew a lot about the history of pain, because that was his chief 
interest in life, pain and its uses were obsessions with him, obsessions 
that had to be satisfied. 

That's how he got all his information, information that enabled him to 
rapidly change two innocent girls into sex and pain-eager maniacs. He read a 
lot about pain, and about how pain can come to be a pleasure to women. He 
had read and studied the Marquis de Sade's famous diary. He had learned the 
method but he was too eager, too enthusiastic. 

Richard knew that the last thing he had done to the females was too advanced 
for their stage of pain-consciousness, and he almost regretted it. The girls 
should have been first introduced to eating shit and to ass pain, and he was 
going to retrace his steps and make just that introduction. 

He dribbled from his mouth, an unconscious ugly habit, as he thought of the 
giant enema bag and of the way he was going to tie the girls down and shove 
the nozzle into their ass-holes and let the hot soapy water gush into their 
bowels. He knew he would ignore their pleas and that he would not permit 
their urgent desire to crap to be fulfilled for at least two or three hours. 
He would cork their ass-holes and let them suffer, let them groan and beg to 
be allowed to shit. 

Corking up Allison was no problem, because he could just lock her anus away 
in her double protective chastity belt. It was Sheri that bothered him. 
Perhaps a very big dildo could keep her shit in her until he deemed it 
fitting for her to crap out all the hot soapy water and her dislodged bowel 
turds. 

He had stopped whipping them because his whip hand had grown tired and 
because they had pretty much cleaned the room, even emptying the ashtrays. 

"That's good girls, now he down and make out together while I decide what to 
do next. If you both make out and tongue kiss real good, perhaps I will let 
you eat tonight. If you don't make out good, I will be sure that you don't 
eat for a week!" 

Richard watched and rubbed himself off as the two bodies collided and felt 
each other up on the bed. He watched as Sheri kissed Allison's soft but 
bruised breast and as chastity belted Allison stroked the black-haired girls 
swollen pussy to ecstatic, hip hurtling release. 

Then he told Allison that she would truly avoid a fate worse than death if 
she was able to again tie the other naked girl spread eagle. 

It was a struggle, but Allison was very strong, so she did as Richard asked 
while he continued to jack himself off. 

"That's good, Allison, now bite her tits a little to get her excited while I 
go get the giant enema bag and hose and nozzle." 

He went into the medicine chest and took out the folded torture device, then 
he hung the deflated big rubber bag from the ceiling fixture and told 
Allison to stop biting the screaming bitch. He told the blonde to get a few 
bucketfuls of hot soapy water and to stand on a chair and fill the bag to 
capacity. 

When that was accomplished, he told Allison to run the hose over from the 
bag and insert the big nozzle into Sheri's ass-hole, but to be sure the 
valve is shut. 

"I want to open the valve myself, and I want to tongue kiss her while her 
bowels fill up with the churning fluid and while her stomach bloats with 
painful pressure. You may bite her breasts while I do that. It is a 
wonderful sight. When all the bag empties into her, we shall use the dildo 
to cork her up." 

"What do we do then?" 

Richard answered Allison's question with a sly grin. "We watch her cry and 
convulse, unable to shit all the water out, and we punch her bloated stomach 
raw!" 

Allison said she had to admire the intricacy of the tortures that Richard 
thought up. 

"Very simple actually," he snickered. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

The enema bag hanging from the ceiling was something that Richard had picked 
up at an auction. Anyone giving it a casual glance would have realized it 
was too big to use on a human being, and that was true. 

Richard had bought a giant horse enema bag, the kind used to crack the shit 
of a constipated mare, to make her able to shit comfortably again. 

Allison laughed when he told her about the nature of the bag, and of its 
previous use. It was very, very funny to be using such a thing in torturing 
Sheri. 

Allison bit Sheri's tits and called her a horse between bites while the man 
madly sucked the victim's tongue into his seeking lips and bit down to hold 
it in his mouth. He reached to the nozzle and opened the valve, listening to 
the rushing waterfall of hot water gush into the girl's guts. 

Allison tired of just biting the girl so she got the breast clips, attached 
them to Sheri's full boobs and twisted them like a mother-fucker. 

"That's nice, Allison," commented Richard, letting Sheri's tongue go. 

"Slimy bastard, bitch!" yelled Sheri. 

Allison slapped her face. 

Richard bit her earlobes. 

Allison took the whip and whipped the girls spread ass while the water 
blossomed in the victims stomach, sending urgent messages to her brain 
telling her it was time to shit. 

"Please let me shit!" 

"Fuck you," sneered Richard. 

"Never!" insisted the whip-wielding blonde. She was happy to be on the 
giving instead of the receiving end of the lash for a change, and she used 
the opportunity to really hurt Sheri. Allison was also secretly jealous that 
Sheri was a second girl friend for Richard. She had at first thought that 
the sadist was only interested in her body? it had been a shock when Richard 
had brought Sheri to the room and fucked her ass too. 

"Eat shit!" yelled Richard, "I'm not going to let you shit all day. The 
minute the last of the water is in you, you will be corked up by a studded 
dildo!" 

"No please, please, please!" 

The torturers laughed when the victim begged for the merciless pair to cease 
the torture. 

"Not a chance," sneered the blonde. 

"Forget it," said Richard, "even if you were to offer me a million dollars, 
I would rather see your stomach distended and see you groan in agony unable 
to shit than let you go!" 

That settled that! The torture of her rectum continued until all the water 
was in her, making her swell so much that she looked nine months pregnant. 
Then a dildo was shoved in her squirting ass-hole to block off her urge to 
discharge all over the room. 

"Please let me SHIT!" 

"Fuck off!" 

"Please, Richard." 

"Drop dead, slimy cunt!" 

"Please, please ... please." 

Her begging had died out and pretty soon her eyes were fluttering. 

"I think she's fainting, we must do something!" said Richard. 

"I will get the smelling salts. I want her to be conscious while she is in 
bowel agony!" Allison went to the medicine chest and fetched the smelling 
salts to revive the black-haired girl, spread nude. Pretty soon, with the 
aromatic pungent odor in her nostrils, the girl revived and was unable to 
even faint to avoid her awful cramps. 

"Please, please, please, please, PLEASE! PLEASE LET ME TAKE A CRAP. IT'S NOT 
FAIR. WHY DIDN'T YOU TORTURE ALLISON?" 

"Got take a flying fuck you disgusting fat bitch," replied the man, rubbing 
his erection and then making Allison bend down and massage him until he came 
across the spread woman's naked thighs. 

Sheri indeed looked very fat all filled with the two gallons of enema water, 
and the hot soapy liquid made her insides burn as well as made her want to 
shit powerfully. It definitely was a possibility that her stomach 
contractions would force the water out despite the dildo blockage. 

"Hold the dildo in her, I think I will dress and take a walk. Do you want 
anything from the snack bar, Allison?" 

"No thanks, maybe just some candy if you get a chance." 

"Sure." 

He put on his pants and shirt without any underwear. He said he wouldn't be 
long. He wasn't. 

The reason he really went out was for some sleeping tablets. He was going to 
drug Allison unconscious and then when she woke, she would have the same 
nozzle in her ass and she would receive a big, big enema just like Sheri 
had. 

It is so foolish of the blonde bitch, he thought, to think that she could 
merely watch a torture and not herself be tortured also. 

Some girls will always be so naive, he lamented, ah, well. 

Back in the room and stripped, he put on his mask and sat down and had a 
strawberry soda with Allison. The soda she was drinking had enough sleeping 
pills dissolved in it to make a horse sleep, and she awoke tied and with the 
horse enema bag ready for her. 

"You tricked me! You doped me! Liar, betrayer, traitorous bastard!" 

"Shut up Allison I know you were looking forward to getting the same 
treatment as your sweet little friend! She, incidentally, is right now 
expeling her turd in the John!" 

"But...." 

"After what you did to her breasts and after you whipped her so mercilessly, 
I hate to think of what she will do to you when she finished shitting!" 

"No!" 

"Oh yes!" 

Sheri came staggering back into the room all reduced in size and gasping for 
air. 

"I couldn't help it," she gasped, "the toilet bowl just couldn't hold it all 
and it overflowed. Give me the mop." 

"Later. Don't you want to hurt Allison first, dearest love?" 

"You bet!" 

"Don't Sheri! I'm sorry I mistreated you. Please forgive me." 

"Like hell!" 

Richard laughed as the battery clips were attached to Allison's big breasts. 

Richard was so stimulated by the screams that he shoved his dick into her 
cunt while he shoved the nozzle of the enema hose into her anus and turned 
open the valve. 

As he shoved in and out of her, Sheri bit Allison's lips and then her 
earlobes and she twisted her breast clips so that the rapidly filling girl 
would not enjoy the dick in her pussy hole at all, and Allison didn't. 

"I'm about to come!" shouted the sadist, happy that the girl he was fucking 
was being hurt so much and thrilled to be fucking her pussy while her rectum 
was filling with steaming hot soapy enema water. 

"Splash all the come into her you can, Richard," said Sheri. "I will twist 
her tits with the clamps while you do. Maybe she will have spasms and give 
you a better come!" 

As Richard came, it was not Allison's quaking and quivering in pain that 
made him splash so much. It was the loud high-pitched screams of the girl 
just before she lost consciousness that made his ejaculation big. 

Shriveling rapidly, he withdrew his sword and contented himself to watch the 
girl's stomach swell from all the hot water entering her. Soon she looked 
every bit as fat as Sheri had, and he removed the nozzle and shoved in the 
shit-coated spiked dildo he had used to plug up Sheri. 

"Let's wake her up with smelling salts," suggested Sheri. 

"Okay, go fetch, Rover." 

Sheri got the stuff from the medicine chest and rubbed it under the 
unconscious girl's flared nostrils. 

Allison stirred and then screamed. It wasn't a bad dream-it was real! 

"Good morning?" sneered Sheri, and she twisted the breast clamps full 
circle, making Allison's screams louder. 

Richard laughed and bit the lips of the blonde victim one at a time, hard, 
and then he bit her nose on an impulse, a sick sadistic impulse. 

Allison could never imagine such pain. Her lips, her nose, her ears, her 
pussy, her thighs, her ass-hole, her breasts, all the parts of her body, 
were systematically covered with cigarette burns and welts from the whip or 
with bites while the spiked dildo held her urgent shit at bay and while her 
stomach ached for release. The enema was the thing that was the most 
painful, because its searing hot water hurt her INSIDES, way down in her 
guts! 

"Please!" 

"Suck turd, Ali," sneered the man. "Yeah," agreed Sheri. 

Together they bit her thighs while she screamed. She was afraid of what came 
next. 

The couple each sucked in a cunt lip and bit! 

Allison passed out again, and she dreamt of flying to a far-off island and 
eating too much. 

The smelling salts finally revived her and she found that she was seated on 
the toilet and that her dildoed closed ass was being cleared of the 
obstruction by Richard. 

"We thought you were dying, so we untied you and you can shit now. We are 
relieved you are conscious again. It's been hours." 

Allison immediately gushed turd the minute she was unplugged, and she gushed 
and gushed, groaning in release without even noticing that she had two new 
additions to her sore breasts. 

On both of Allison's breasts there had been a big heavy brass ring attached 
like a pierced earring-right through her tender flesh. 

It had been Sheri that slammed the rings through the breasts while Richard 
had given her instructions. It looked very sensuous they both agreed, but 
when the unconscious bloated girl had failed to awaken, they took her to the 
toilet. They hoped correctly that once she shitted all the enema water out, 
she would be all right. 

Allison finally squirted her last turd out and the last warm water dribbled 
from her rectum. It was then that she chanced to touch her left breast and 
she gasped. 

She looked down and saw what was in her nipple, she saw that it was right 
through the flesh and she fainted. 

The smelling salts revived her and she was helped to a full-length mirror 
for another surprise. Inside her thighs, one on each of her sore cunt lips, 
were two similarly piercing rings, driven right through the flesh by Richard 
while she had been unconscious, under the admiring stares of Sheri. Allison 
burst into tears. 

"What's wrong dear?" snickered Richard, his dick as hard as a brick bat. 

"I'm ... mutilated for life!" 

"Nonsense! It looks beautiful! Doesn't it, Sheri, isn't it chic to have your 
cunt pierced, and your breasts too?" 

Allison stared at Sheri. Sheri too had been cunt-ringed and breast-ringed 
like herself. That was something at least, she was not the only one. 

"You see?" smiled Richard, "not only is it pretty, but useful also. I can 
tie you up merely by inserting a rope in one of your pussy or tit rings and 
attaching it someplace. I doubt if you would try to pull free in that case. 
It would be too painful." 

Despite herself, Allison felt her pussy swelling and moistening. It looked 
so damned SEXY. Those cunt and nipple rings added to her scars and her ankle 
and wrist manacles and to her branded ass made her look like the ultimate 
sex-slave. 

"I guess it's okay," she said, spreading a little to admire the cunt rings 
more fully in the full-length mirror. How do you like yours, Sheri?" 

"I love them. like Richard says, I can be tied up by my tits or pussy now, 
can you imagine?" 

"It is pretty sexy...." 

"It sure is Allison," agreed the other ringed girl, and you are so lucky you 
didn't have to FEEL them being attached. It was the most painful thing I 
have ever experienced!" 

Richard demonstrated how the cunt rings could be threaded with rope and he 
did a very strange thing. He told the girls to he down naked side by side 
and to put their cunts close together on the sheets. 

Then he ran a thick nylon rope through both Sheri and Allison's cunt rings 
and he tied it in a knot. He did a similar thing with their tit rings and 
then tied their hands behind their backs. 

"Now you are both tied by your flesh rings to each other, and the slightest 
movement from either of you will pull on both your bodies. Both of you are 
dependent upon the other not to make the slightest motion, understand?" 

"Understood," said Sheri, sweating profusely. She didn't expect what 
happened next. Richard got the whip and began beating her on the ass with it 
and she writhed uncontrollably with the first lashing, causing her to jerk 
on Allison's cunt and nipple rings and to have her yank her sore flesh also. 

"You see," he said as the two began crying, "I have only to hit one of you 
and both of you are hurt." 

"Please!" 

"Fuck you Allison!" Richard whacked Allison's fanny with the whip and the 
jerk of her body made Sheri cry out in cunt lip and nipple pain of an 
excruciating nature. 

He kept up his new and very painful fun and games with the naked girls' 
roped tits and cunts until he was so exhausted that he fell across them and 
slept. They didn't move until he awoke and undid the ropes in their flesh 
rings. 

"I suppose you girls would like a little rest before your next cram-session 
in the nature and pleasure of pain, don't you?" 

They both emphatically agreed. 

"Well, I have been missing a lot of classes in order to teach you the art of 
taking pain, so I figure it's about time that I go to one." 

"What class are you going to?" Sheri was curious, but Allison cared about 
nothing except pouring cold water on her tortured pussy lips to ease the 
pain. 

"Well, both of my classes today are on history. I think I will go to both 
for a change. You know, back at my other school they always checked 
attendance. They are pretty lax here, you know what I mean?" 

"Yeah," said Sheri. "I know. I haven't been to a class since the first day 
of the semester. I haven't even bought the books. I used all the money to 
buy drugs. I was stoned for two weeks after my parents gave me the bread for 
the books." 

"No shit?" 

"Really, Richard. That's what all the kids do here. They buy dope instead of 
books. Nobody had a single book in the whole school and if we did, we would 
hock it to buy marijuana!" 

"I haven't had a joint of pot since I've been here," confessed the sadist. 
"I guess it's because I am not very friendly. I never talk to anybody, you 
know?" 

"I always saw you sitting alone. That's because you wear such a mean 
expression all the time." 

"I wear a mean expression because I am MEAN!" 

"I know," said Allison, still mad about his trick of tying her and Sheri 
together by their flesh rings. 

"So I'm mean. That's the way I am. I guess I don't know anybody that would 
give me any grass." 

"I will get it for all three of us, but you have to give me ten bucks for 
the dope. I'm busted, flat broke." 

"Agreed," snapped the man. 

"Well, when you get back from your class, if you leave me the ten-spot, I 
will get you the dope." 

Richard left her ten dollars and went to class. He was still sort of 
interested in subjects. Most of the students were out of class of course. 
Only he and one other guy bothered to go to the lecture on "The Napoleonic 
Era in 

Europe-Its Political Implications." 

It looked pretty strange to him to be in an auditorium that could hold four 
hundred students, and he quickly noted that the professor too didn't show 
up. Instead there was a tape recording that a janitor came in to turn on. 

"The Napoleonic era," the tape droned, "was an era of change...." 

He went back to the room an hour early. He never would go to a lecture 
again, he knew that. 

"Back so early?" asked Allison. "Sheri is still out looking for dope." 

"I hate college." 

"What's wrong, Richard?" 

"Well, how would you like to sit in an empty auditorium and listen to a tape 
recorder tell you about Napoleon for two hours?" 

"What?" 

"Nobody, including the professor, showed up. 

"Well, hardly anybody ever shows up in any of the classes at this school. 
Everybody is too stoned to bother any more." 

"I guess so, Allison. I guess so. But it kind of makes college a farce." 

"College has been a farce for years Richard. Colleges are only a rip-off of 
the parents. Parents pay heavy bread to send their kids here and then it's 
all for nothing. The kids come because there is nothing else to do." 

"Why doesn't the government make college a relevant experience?" 

"Because all the government wants is to keep ten million teenagers off the 
job market. The economy has few enough jobs as it is without having all the 
college kids looking for work." 

"But at my other school it was different." 

"I think times change, Richard. You have to accept the fact that college is 
merely a detention camp for unemployed youth, nothing more than that." 

"I think I want to fuck you up the cunt, Allison. At least THAT isn't 
irrelevant!" 

"Be my guest!" 

Soon Allison was spread wide and eager with a sopping wet pussy staring 
Richard in the face. He unzipped and then stripped. He put on his black mask 
and his studded metal belt and jumped on her, shoving his throbbing 
blue-veined pecker snugly up her improved vagina and slamming in and out and 
in and out of her while he bit her huge tits. 

"That's it, lover, hurt me like you always do while you fuck me. Make me 
come like a damned mother-fucker!" 

"Shut up you smelly cunt hole! You have no right to address me while I am 
fucking you up your slippery sloppy pussy hole, bitch!" 

"Hurt me, hurt me mother-fucker! More, more! Make my pelvis writhe to please 
your inserted dick, make your ball juice splash against my womb! Make me 
pregnant and punch me in the stomach! Hurt me, hurt me the way you have 
trained me to be hurt. I love pain, pain and sex together are the only 
things in the world I live for. I need pain to come!" 

Richard realized that Allison's heaving body should be severely punished for 
her flagrant disobedience in speaking when not spoken to, so he grabbed the 
battery clip from alongside the bed and lifted his body for a second. 

The sadist slipped the heavy clamp over the right swollen pussy lip next to 
his inserted dick and he tightened it there, making her scream and buck for 
a half hour in pussy pain while he took his dick-jollies out in her 
squirming slimy cunt. 

At last he was burning with hot ball juice and it erupted uncontrollably, a 
Stromboli volcano ejecting hot magma on her throbbing ecstatic womb while 
her eyes fluttered from the cunt agony that the clip was giving her. 

"NOW I WILL SPURT ALL OVER YOUR NEEDY WOMB AND MAKE YOU PREGNANT AND THEN 
WHEN YOU START GETTING FAT I WILL HIT YOU IN THE CUNT AND PELVIS WITH 
BASEBALL BATS UNTIL YOU ABORT, UNTIL YOUR DAMNED PREGNANCY ENDS IN A SLIMY 
MISCARRIAGE ' YOU PAIN-MAD BITCH, YOU DEVIANT, WET-CUNTED BITCH DEGENERATE 
COCK-SLURPER, YOU WORMY FEMALE SHIT-SWALLOWER!" 

She heaved her own delectable come juice up about his injected member and 
groaned and quivered, her body in a steep arch, lifting his whole body off 
the bed repeatedly as she undulated like a tidal wave, as she spurted her 
girl-slime all over his cock head. 

While she quaked under his influence, he reached between her legs and 
twisted the cunt clamp, sending agony up her spine and making her come and 
undulation frantically motivated, until she crumpled to the bedsheet and 
passed out. 

"Well," he commented, "that wasn't bad, but the next time I ask you to 
spread, you better give me a better ride than that, bitch, or I will tear 
your breasts off and feed them to you in your dog food!" 

He slipped his slimy shriveled come-choked dick from her front hole and 
full-punched her in the chin, making sure that she was unconscious before he 
did the next thing. 

Since she had her painful cunt and tit flesh-rings inserted, he had been 
thinking of uses for them. Tying her to the wall or ceiling fixture was one 
idea, but it struck him that the most painful thing that he could do to her 
was tie them to each other! 

While she lay helpless, unconscious, he chained her wrists together behind 
her back and then he took rope and ran it through her cunt rings and then 
through her two breast rings. Then with a mighty tug, he pulled so that her 
whole body lifted off the . bed, bending her linked rings close together, 
bunching her breasts and cunt lips towards each other and quickly tying the 
knots. 

He let her down as his pecker rose in excitement and went to the bathroom to 
get the smelling salts. In a few moments, after he waved the salts under her 
nostrils, she woke up in the tormenting pain of her uncorrectable position 
and cried until Sheri came in the door. 

Sheri saw Allison's condition and shut the door. "Shit! Richard, I think you 
have gone too far!" 

"I don't care what you think, slimy bitch, that's what I wanted to do, and 
that's what I did!" 

"Well, I can't stand the sight of what you have done to her. It makes me 
want to throw up." 

"So go throw up! Be sure to hurry though or you will miss how I make her 
jerk her body and hurt her own tits and cunt lips. With the hot cigarette I 
shall burn her most sensitive nerve areas and she will rip her own breasts 
and pussy when she has spasms as a result of the little bums I give her!" 

"That's cruel, you sadist!" Sheri was quite upset, especially because 
whenever something happened to one of the girls, sooner or later the other 
would get like treatment. 

Sheri nevertheless hoped that Richard's masked countenance would soon be 
hanging over her face and that soon she would feel his inserted dick 
splashing into her twat. 

It was for reasons of fucking that she slipped off her shoes and pulled her 
dress over her head, letting her braless ringed breasts bounce free. It was 
for masturbation purposes also that she dropped her pink bikini panties to 
the floor and stepped out of them and approached Allison. 

Sheri didn't realize that Richard was about to offer her the privilege of 
holding hot cigarettes to the tip of Allison's crammed-up tits, but that is 
what he asked. 

Sheri ignored Allison's screams and did it to the girl, sending her into 
spasms that made Allison's tits pull on her cunt lip rings and vice versa, 
an event occasioned by her high-pitched screams. Sheri couldn't stand the 
screams so she shoved a pillow over Allison's head and Richard sat on it, 
causing Allison to jerk frantically as she was nearly smothered, and his 
weight added to the body tension pulling her cunt and breasts apart even 
though they were ring-connected. 

"Aren't you smothering this bitch, Richard?" 

"She will find it difficult to breathe, that is true, but I shall get up 
every few minutes and give her a breath of air, enough to prolong her agony 
a lot. Fun, isn't it? Don't you see the geometric beauty in having her 
breasts and cunt lips drawn together and then forced apart?" 

"Yes, I understand, Richard. It makes my pussy drip with lubrication. Can 
you fuck me while I stand over her and torture her with the hot cigarette?" 

"Sure!" 

"SHOVE IT IN DEEP, RICHARD!. " 

"LIKE THIS?" 

"AHHH! YES, ALL THE WAY IN UNTIL IT BOUNCES THE COCK HEAD AGAINST MY WOMB!" 

"SHALL I START PUMPING IN AND OUT LIKE I ALWAYS DO?" 

"YES. BUT START SLOWLY, RICHARD, THEN WORK UP STEAM AND END UP LIKE A MAD 
LOCOMOTIVE IN MY SEXY TUNNEL." 

He did as Sheri asked, shoving his huge pulsating dick up her hole while she 
bent over and touched the hot tip of the cigarette to the crying blonde's 
enormous ringed and roped-together breasts and cunt lips. 

Then slowly, ever so slowly, he removed his cock head almost all the way out 
of her steamy laundry room and then sent it back in for more 
stiffness-pleasure. 

"That's it, Richard, S-L-O-W and E-A-S-Y. Then pick up speed while I start 
bucking my wiggly buttocks back at your insertion. Then, when I am coming, 
shove your fingers deep up my ass-hole and pinch the flesh inside my 
shit-covered anus as I splash on your big hairy dick!" 

"Should I speed up?" Richard asked as Sheri took a drag of the cigarette and 
again touched it to the naked torture victim on the bed. 

"Yes, a little," Sheri smiled. It was very sexy, very arousing to see 
Allison's body being hurt by her own hands while she was being fucked up the 
pussy as she stood hurting the blonde. 

Richard speeded up a bit, still not one-fifth his normal pace, and Sheri 
groaned as lubrication rushed down to ease his in and out in and out sliding 
dick. She could feel his big balls gently slapping on the drippy wetness 
under her cunt. Near her anus, Sheri could feel the presence of the man's 
fingertips, she could feel them searching her ass crack, making then-way 
like three soft cats into her pit. 

"A little faster, Richard, I want to get a bit excited when I ass Allison's 
nose!" 

Richard speeded up his assault on her queenly rear while she touched the 
red-hot cigarette end to the blonde's well-turned nose. 

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" said the raven-haired torturess, beginning to twitch in her 
ass-hole as his fingers pushed in, "I am getting all hot and steamy in my 
cunt and my womb is beginning to demand sperm all over it!" 

"Good," said Richard. He was anxious to speed up more and more and ejaculate 
his hot slime up her ample hot hole. 

Allison, of course, was not in a position to enjoy the fact that Sheri 
plugged her pussy with the cigarette-holding hand when she told Richard: 
"Move! GIVE IT TO ME. SHOVE YOUR DICK IN AND OUT AS FAST AS YOU CAN AND 
SHOVE YOUR HAND UP MY BIG ASSHOLE AND GRAB MY GUTS!" 

Richard was all hot and heavy for the wiggling rocking ass motions that 
began in Sheri's body and as Allison screamed heartily, he drove his special 
delivery sperm all over the anxious turnip-textured womb of the girl he was 
embedded in and he gasped. 

"THAT'S IT, YOU BASTARD. POUR IT INTO MY CUNT. MAKE MY RINGED TWAT LIPS 
SCREAM FOR MORE! POUR YOUR HOT WHITE GRAVY UP MY TURKEY HOLE AND TWIST YOUR 
FIST IN MY ASS AND GIVE ME AN ASS FIST-FUCK!" 

Richard had never shoved his fist into an ass-hole but now seemed a good 
time to do it. For Sheri it was uncomfortable but thrilling as his knuckles 
shoved and jammed themselves into her widened shit exit while she diddled 
Allison's cunt and pinched Allison's breasts. 

Exhausted and sitting naked and without his mask next to naked Sheri on the 
couch, Richard asked her how it had felt. 

"Was it good?" 

"That fist-fuck up my anus really turned me on, especially because at that 
moment your throbbing hairy dick was slamming scum against my hot womb. 
Also, the way you twisted your shit-covered fist in my bowels sent this 
incredible PAIN through my ringed pussy lips while I was shoving the burning 
cigarette up Allison's pussy hole!" 

"And what about watching Allison's body tense each time you touched the 
cigarette to her tits or pussy lips? Did that turn you on?" 

"Yes Richard, but what made it really good was to watch her jerk 
uncontrollably and cry as her own motion rent her. Those interconnected cunt 
and breast flesh rings really hurt her every time she had a spasm, you 
know." 

"Yes, I thought that was a good idea. Do you think that I should tie your 
cunt and tit rings together and have Allison do to you what you did to her?" 

"NO! Richard, I love you! Please don't do that to me! Please, let's just 
keep torturing Allison's pussy and tits together!" 

"Well, I don't know. You see, I like to see you scream as much as to do it 
to Allison!" 

"But Allison needs more training! She doesn't enjoy pain enough yet! Her 
mind is still intact. Together we will be twice as effective in making her 
lose her mind and become an imbecile, a mere sex object, a slave to you, 
Richard!" 

"Well, you have a point there, but I don't know if she will respond any more 
today. Maybe we had better wait until...." 

"NO! Don't you see, Richard? The point is to give her pain way past her 
comprehension, to drive her mad with constant pain, to make her lose her 
mind and become a sniveling slave crawling around like a worm and begging 
you to shove your dick up her holes!" 

"Yes, I see that you are right. I will hurt you tomorrow. In the meantime, 
we must keep hurting Allison. We must break her resistance so that she can 
no longer think as a human being, and I want her to be a robot! I want her 
to only follow orders, to be an object that does what I want it to do!" 

"I will help you! I have read a lot of books on proper methods of torture. I 
know things that we can do to the blonde's body that will make her insane, 
that will make her non-human!" 

"What things?" 

"I will show you Richard, but first you must rub my clitoris, and 
tongue-kiss with me on this sofa, and then you must shove your dick up my 
ass-hole and spurt your white gravy into my chocolate pudding." 

Richard did all the things that she asked and when she was satiated, she 
showed him the goodies she had brought back from her shopping trip. 

"Not only did I get some dope for us to smoke," she announced, "but I also 
made sure to go get some torture devices from a friend of mine in the big 
dorm across the road. He used to be in the army, the division of 
intelligence during the war. They used the stuff to get information they 
needed." 

"Wow," said Richard, "what is it?" 

Sheri had pulled a bag attached to two tubes from the bag she was holding. 
"It's a water device. You tie the girl with her head over the edge of a bed 
and you insert the tubes in her nostrils, and then you pump the water up 
into her sinuses. Very painful, very quick, and it does little permanent 
damage, except to her brain cells, of course." 

"Very interesting." 

"Also, I have another little device here," smiled Sheri, as Richard squeezed 
her nipples and also smiled. His dick was erect at the very sight of the 
torture mechanisms. 

"This gizmo's a special thing used on reluctant girl prisoners. It is only 
used of course when information that will save many of our soldiers is known 
by the victim. It is too horrible to use except where it will save lives." 

"What is it?" 

"Try and figure it out by the way it looks." 

Richard studied the device, turning it over and over in his hands. It was a 
long cylinder that had expandable walls. When you turned a handle, the walls 
of the cylinder spread out about to a width of ten inches. 

"I know what it's for! It's to put up a pussy or an anus and widen it with 
twists of the wrist on this little handle!" 

"Very good Richard! But it's even more than that. Look at the attachments! 
Once the pussy is wide open they slip into the hole and do things." 

"What sort of things, Sheri? They look like tools of some sort." 

"They are! When the pussy is at its ripped-open widest, the tool slips into 
the wall of the cylinder and then you take this electric cord here and 
attach it to the end of the tool and then plug the thing into a wall 
socket." 

"I get it! Electricity shoots through Allison's womb! Very nice!" 

"No. It's more than that, Richard! Also, as wel as shocking her, the tool 
starts DIGGING up like an electric drill into her pussy walls!" 

"Fantastic! Let's use it on Allison's pussy right now!" 

"Don't be so anxious Richard. There are lots more attachments that I have to 
show you, lots and lots more of the fiendish devices!" 

Richard watched her demonstrate the use and design of all the remaining 
female torturing devices. It was an impressive and ingenious assortment. 

Then they were ready to give Allison's tied spread and naked body the 
pleasures of ultimate sex pain, pain usually reserved only for the most evil 
enemies of freedom and democracy. 

As Allison saw them slipping the cylinder into her open cunt, she screamed, 
for she had seen the demonstrations that Sheri had performed for Richard. 
She knew what was to happen to her body. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Slowly, ever so slowly, Richard turned the red handle of the inserted 
cylinder, and as Allison screamed in quim-agony, the cylinder walls 
stretched her hole one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight inches 
open! 

"Hold it at eight inches! Don't do it all at once Richard. Let's put the 
electric digging tool in and connect it to the wall outlet. Then as 
electricity burns her cunt you can open her wider, to the ten inch width!" 

Allison, unfortunately, passed out. 

"Shit," exclaimed Richard. "We didn't even get to plug her in!" 

"Yeah. But we will revive her. Aside from the grass to smoke, I also picked 
up some amphetamine crystals and a hypodermic needle. One jolt of that 
intravenously in her thighs and she will be unable to pass out." 

"Really?" 

"Yes, we will inject her thoroughly with the super-stimulant and then we 
shall plug her in! Not only will she be unable to faint, but also she will 
be in great pain because the drug stimulated the nerves!" 

"Where did you get the needle and the amphetamine?" 

"From the same guy. They were used in conjunction with the cylinder when a 
hated enemy of everything decent and American refused our generous offer of 
freedom. It is amazing how much some of them took before they cracked, he 
said." 

"That sounds pretty cruel ... " Richard said. 

"You should talk! Here you are torturing a blonde naked girl for fun! They 
were doing it only to save lives, and they offered the prisoners freedom and 
money first for the information. It's not anyone's fault if they chose to be 
tortured. You should see the pictures he showed me of what the enemy does to 
our soldiers JUST for FUN! They chop off their dicks with razor blades, did 
you know that? 

"That's not all the enemy does to our soldiers. They drive bamboo slits up 
under their fingernails and into their balls, and they stick dynamite up 
ass-holes and give a man ten seconds to jiggle it out with his hands tied to 
another man's dick!" 

"Gosh," said Richard, "they are pretty mean, aren't they?" 

"You bet Richard! So don't go around criticizing what an American has to do 
to save lives!" 

"I won't, not ever after what you told me!" 

"You know, I think you are sweet, Richard. I will let you inject Allison 
with the dope. Do it right up near her pussy. As a matter-of-fact, shove the 
hypodermic needle into her cunt hp and squeeze all the drug in there!" 

Richard was happy when Sheri filled the hypodermic in an efficient doctorly 
manner and handed it to him, and his dick throbbed madly as he stuck the 
needle into the unconscious blonde's left pussy hp. 

Soon Allison was again awake and screaming in rended twat pain. 

Richard laughed. "That was quick!" 

"The drug works fast," said Sheri, cupping her pierced left tit and smiling 
as she squeezed her own nipple, anxious to insert the cunt tool and to plug 
it into the wall. She was almost twenty years old and she had never in her 
life applied electric shock to a cunt. It was about time, she thought, as 
she plugged the device into the outlet and as Allison began her mad 
convulsive spasm and threw up all over her face, making green pools of vomit 
in her eye sockets as electricity shot through her tied down body. 

Quickly, donning rubber gloves, the naked man took the water device and 
inserted its nostril tubes into Allison's nose and pumped water into the 
shocked girl's quivering sinuses. 

He was determined to destroy Allison's mind with all the pain. Soon, soon, 
he thought, she will be a mindless sex-slave! 

Of course, Richard wanted to do the same to Sheri, but he needed her now to 
help him with Allison's torture. She knew the uses of all the devices, and 
he was a novice. 

Sheri told Richard that the radicals at the school were planning an 
uprising, and that the ex-intelligence officer that loaned her the torture 
devices was on their side. 

The radicals, continued Sheri, were determined to punish the dean for all 
the irrelevancy and boredom they had encountered at the school. They were 
going to take over the administration building and faculty tower and use the 
nostril-water device and the expanding electric cylinder on the dean's 
nostrils and in his rectum. 

"Why is an ex-intelligence officer going to help a bunch of insurgent 
students torture the dean?" asked Richard as Allison screamed. 

"Because," said Sheri, "he is as bored and disgusted with the college as you 
are. It really makes you do some strange things when you get as bored as the 
students here are. Most of them will probably become sadists like you 
Richard, just out of boredom." 

"I see your point.... I have the rubber gloves on. Do you think it is time 
to open her cunt to the full ten-inch width?" 

"Okay, do it Richard." 

As Richard further rended Allison's hole, he wondered if anything that Sheri 
had told him was the truth. The only thing he knew for sure was that Sheri 
had gotten the torture devices somewhere, but he dismissed the story about 
the intelligence officer and the planned torture of the dean. It was 
ridiculous he decided, absolutely ridiculous, and yet. . . 

"That's it Richard. Will you get a look at that! You can see all the insides 
of the chick through her hole. It is open so wide that the light goes in. 
Man, look at all her pulsing body things!" 

Richard looked up the ten-inch wide electric cylinder and saw that Sheri 
wasn't lying about that. He could see some pink and gray things throbbing 
inside her, probably Allison's sperm-covered womb and her egg ducts and 
stuff he figures..... 

"Well, I hope she doesn't die," he said matter-of-factly. 

"She won't die!" said Sheri. "Lot's of women's cunts have to open that wide 
when they have big babies!" 

Richard thought he would like to see a baby being delivered. 

"How about us leaving her for a while and going to get a cola?" asked Sheri. 
They did. 

"I pulled the plug when we left," said Sheri, sipping the soda through a 
straw. 

"Good." said Richard. He didn't want Allison to quiver when he couldn't 
watch, but he had left the water up her nose. He thought of Allison's eyes 
all covered with her own erupted green vomit and he smiled. They were a good 
torture team, he and Sheri. 

"Let's get married," he said to Sheri. "Allison can be our common property." 

"What?" Sheri was startled. 

"Let's get married." 

"That's what I thought you said. You can't mean it, Richard." 

"Why not?" 

"Because..." hesitated the buxom female. "Yes?" 

"Well, it's just so sudden, if you know what I mean, I need time to think it 
over. Frankly I don't believe that you're sincere." 

"I am." 

"We'll see, Richard, we'll see..." 

"What's to see? Let's just get hitched." 

"Do I get tortured when I am your wife." 

"If you want to be tortured, sure." 

"I don't think it would work out. What about kids, what about them, 
Richard." 

"I don't want kids." 

"I do!" 

"Well, we will compromise." 

"How Richard?" 

"You will have the kids." 

"Very funny!" 

"Well, if I don't want kids and if you do, then maybe Allison can have kids 
for you. I would like that better. I wouldn't like to see you walk about the 
house all swollen for months on end." 

"That's a novel idea." 

"Sure. She is probably pregnant already, and her hole is big enough for any 
kid to pop out of it!" 

"So Allison will have the kids in our family, is that right Richard? We can 
have kids, but only by Allison?" 

"Right!" 

"Agreed. I don't want to be pregnant, I just like to have little kids 
running around." 

"So you will rnarry me." 

"Yes Richard!" 

"Hooray!" He jumped up and bent over the table and kissed his fiancee. 

The snack bar was disrupted for a moment as people gasped when he shoved his 
hand under her skirt and into her hot pussy with an ice cube in it and she 
giggled and shouted, "It's cold! It's cold in my cunt!" 

Back in the room, the ice cube had all but dissolved in her sopping wet hole 
and Sheri was warming up again after Richard's mean trick. 

"Why did you do that?" 

"It just seemed such a serious thing to decide to get married, Sheri. I 
thought I would liven things up by fishing an ice cube from the cola and 
shoving it in your damned twat. I know that you seldom wear underpants, 
especially if we just go to the snack bar for a few minutes, right?" 

"Well, it tickled a lot, but I guess it was kind of funny. Did you see the 
looks on the people when I called out that my cunt was cold? Man they were 
embarrassed like a bunch of motherfuckers caught in the sticking-it-in act!" 

"Yeah, I guess people don't yell out about cunts much in an eatery, Sheri. 
Plug in Allison again, I think she has dozed off a bit." 

The second that the cunt plug was again inserted in the wall, Allison 
gurgled and fought to pull free of her ropes again, but it was hopeless. 
Richard and Sheri watched as she tried to expel the nozzles shoved up her 
water-filled nostrils also. They laughed as the innocent looking blonde with 
the ten-inch wide electric cylinder up her twat screamed that she was 
drowning. 

"You only have the feeling that you are drowning because you have water in 
your nose. Actually the pain that the water gives in the sinuses in your 
head is what Sheri and I are after. That plus the cunt pain from your 
electric tickler will make you crazy forever. By tomorrow morning your body 
will be used to the pain and will probably adjust to it. You see, when a 
person cannot take any more pain, the connections in her mind snap open. 

"Of course that will make a drooling idiot out of you, but you will feel no 
more pain! Sheri and I will then use you as a baby-making machine and as a 
thing to sexually use when she and I get married!" 

Allison cared about nothing he had just said. All she could do was cry out 
and vomit from the electricity in her pussy and from the water in her head. 

The torture continued into the night while Sheri and Richard made mad love 
before Allison's vomit-clogged eyes. 

Sheri explained why the electricity didn't kill the blonde while Richard 
shoved his dick up in her anus as she bent over like a dog. "You see, 
Richard, there is a little resistor in the wire and some other stuff that 
steps-down the voltage that actually enters her body. Clever, isn't it?" 

"Very clever. I think I would like to fuck her while she is being 
electro-stimulated up the rectum later, but I need a rubber shield for every 
part of my body that touches her. Do you think that I can get such a thing 
tonight?" 

"Why not. Slam it in harder and faster, dear. I think that something as thin 
as a prophylactic will do. You could put a prophylactic on and then pull 
some rubber in your hip area, cut a hole for the prophylactic and shove it 
in her wide pussy that way. There will be no danger of you feeling the 
current and I am sure she fucks better when her batteries are all charged 
up, ha!" 

"Very funny. Wiggle your ass more, the shit is starting to ooze out around 
my dick. I think I will come soon." 

Of course, while Richard's big dork was jammed up her rear end, Sheri was 
diddling her own clit with both her hands, making sure she would come when 
he spurted into her shit hole. 

The conversation was getting thin because the groans were about to begin. 
Soon, all of Richard's sperm was shooting inside and her ass wiggle gave him 
a good ride while he madly ejaculated into the wrong hole. 

Afterwards, while he lay on the couch, Sheri turned the electricity off, 
twisted the cylinder handle the other way and extracted the device from 
Allison's pussy. But she immediately jammed it up Allison's rear hole and 
opened it to about six inches wide, and stools, smelly and warm dropped to 
the bedsheet as the blonde screamed in ass-pain. 

"She's ready, Richard. Wait a second while I plug her in again and then I 
will slip the rubber on your erection and put the prophylactic plate over 
your hip area. Then you can fuck the electrified bitch to your heart's 
content. But remember, if you kiss her, I you will get a shock. Perhaps it 
would be a good idea to kiss her at the second you ejaculate. It won't kill 
you and it might make your come spurt harder up her wide hole." 

"Good idea," the man agreed. "Come over here and roll the scumbag onto my 
dick and hook the end under my balls, I don't want them to be electrocuted 
either." 

She did as he asked, clothing his enormous erection in two non-conducting 
prophylactics and then sticking a rubber shield, with his dick and balls 
hanging through a hole in the middle, onto his hips. 

He was ready to fuck the electrified blonde. He slowly mounted her, and he 
shoved his rubber in and felt a pleasing, quivering sensation. The walls of 
Allison's Vagina were rippling enticingly at sixty cycles per second. The 
electricity was also making her hips convulse a few times a minute, too, 
sending thrills up his dick. 

"I think I am going to like this. Do you think the bitch will move faster if 
you put more water up her nose Sheri?" 

Sheri said she would do it and see. It did work. The girl struggled to 
breathe as her sinuses filled with the added water and her squirming body, 
her writhing hot pelvis was an alluring target for his prick. It rammed in 
and out, in and out of her, like a frenzied bull fucking a gay matador. 

"This feels good," he said to his appreciative masturbating audience of one 
as Allison's screams of pain filled the air and as he slammed her womb with 
his hard cock head. 

"I bet it does. I think I will fuck her myself with an electric dildo one 
day, provided I am shielded as you are of course. Isn't that a good idea?" 

"Yes," he agreed, "except that I don't know if they make such things." 

"I know where I can get my hands around one, the same place I got the other 
stuff, from the ex-intelligence officer. The female interrogation officers 
used to use them on female prisoners." 

"Fantastic!" The man was so excited from fucking the screaming electrified 
blonde and from hearing about the female's electric dildo that he ejaculated 
and kissed the blonde. 

Immediately as he touched her lips electricity jolted his body and his balls 
heaved up sperm at four times the normal rate and at ten times the amount, 
bursting the double scum bag and subjecting his dick to a shocking bounce 
into the electric womb. 

He pulled out faster than he had ever pulled out in his life, and his dick 
was lit up like an incandescent bulb, twitching and still spurting 
joy-juice. Some of it hit Sheri in the nose and she ran and got the whip and 
beat Richard down to the floor for his carelessness. 

"Stop!" Richard pleaded as she lashed his balls. 

"No." 

"Please." 

"Why?" 

"Because!" 

"Because what?" 

"Because I am your fiancee." 

"So what?" 

"You don't want to break your fiancee's balls, do you?" 

She stopped whipping him on his balls and instead aimed lower, at his 
thighs, and when the opportunity presented itself, also whipped his ass. 

"Stop!" 

"I am not damaging your sex, so why should I stop?" 

"I will punish you for punishing me!" 

"You hurt me all the time anyway, what's the difference? You are a sadist 
and I am a sadomasochist. That's the way it is!" She let fly at his rump 
again and he stood up and ran about the room with the black-haired bitch in 
close pursuit with her flashing-mad whip. 

"Cut it out!" 

"Why? You always torture me Richard." 

"Because I will be your husband. Do you want to hurt your husband." 

"Sure!" 

"That's crazy!" 

"Is what you just did to Allison sanity? Isn't it a good feeling to be 
whipped and hurt for a change, instead of dishing it out?" 

Surprised that he was smiling as he ran, Richard discovered that it WAS 
pleasant to be whipped by the savage naked girl and he told her so. 

"Just keep running, dear, and I will just keep after you, striking your 
swinging big balls between your legs each time they become visible while you 
run!" 

They did that for a half hour while the blonde's scum dripping, electrified 
pussy, made her scream constantly. 

Then, as they dropped exhausted to the floor, the two engaged lovers 
tongue-kissed and pinched each other's most sensitive parts. Sheri twisted 
his balls and he caught her clit between his nails and pressed as they 
kissed madly. 

"I love you." 

"I love you too, Richard, you kiss so good and fuck good too." 

"So do you." 

"I love the way your balls slap on my ass when you fuck my cunt." 

"And I love the way you feel when I squeeze your breasts, and I like the way 
your cunt and breast rings dangle from your body." 

"I have you to thank for my wonderful inscribed brand on my ass cheek. You 
really know how to treat a girl. You torture better than anyone I have ever 
seen, and I love you for the way you roped my tit and cunt rings to 
Allison's and then ass whipped us to make us jerk and hurt one an others sex 
parts." 

"I love the way you told me to kiss Allison as I ejaculated, because it 
really hurt and made me come good. I thank you forever for showing me that I 
like to get pain as well as serve it." 

"I love you Richard for showing me your big dick for the first time, and for 
all the times you rammed it up my horny ass-hole." 

They left Allison plugged in and with the nostril water in her all night, 
and she was truly insane when they untied her and took all the devices from 
her body. She was goo-gooing like an infant and Allison had even forgotten 
how to stand. 

There was one or two things she hadn't forgotten though, and those things 
were tits and pricks. She wiggled down on Richard's erection the second she 
was released and as he pulled on her tit rings she giggled like an infant 
being tickled on the feet. 

"What to you think, Sheri? Is she nuts or not now?" 

"She's gone, Richard! She is just a body now. I wouldn't be surprised if she 
doesn't even know how to hold a spoon." 

"Wow. I bet we could make some money renting her out for big parties." 

"Yeah," agreed Sheri, "the football team is pretty horny, they would pay ten 
apiece I am sure to fuck the gorgeous broad up both holes." 

"Wonderful! We can retire and just supply ourselves with whatever money we 
need by renting the blonde's body out for sex and for hurting. She doesn't 
feel pain anymore." 

It's amazing, look!" said Richard, pulling on Allison's tit rings as hard as 
he could. The blonde just smiled as if he were playing with her nipples. 

"Well, I guess our torture program has succeeded. Do you realize what we 
have done? We have taken a person and made her into a sex object!" Sheri was 
awed at their wonderful accomplishment. 

"Plug in the electric pussy cylinder and we will see if she will smile when 
we put it in her mouth!" Richard was determined to make Allison respond, but 
she just opened wide as the cylinder was pushed into her jaw. 

Sheri plugged it in as Allison's hair became permanent waved, Richard 
watched the girl smile dumbly like an inquisitive chimpanzee. 

"Pull the plug, she's really out of it, Sheri." 

Sheri pulled the plug out and said "It's amazing, simply amazing!" 

"Go get a sewing needle." 

Sheri went to the drawer and returned with a long thin needle. 

"Shove it in her tit!" 

Sheri jammed the needle in Allison's left nipple near the flesh-ring, but 
Allison didn't respond. 

"Pull it out," frowned the sadistic naked man, "it's no use." 

"Let me try something of my own, dear, if you don't mind, okay?" 

"Okay." 

Sheri went to the drawer and took out the metal barbed dildo that Richard 
had once used on her pussy and anus and shoved it into Allison's cunt after 
Richard spread the blonde. 

The blonde just continued smiling dumbly, even though her pussy was rent by 
the violent twist of the dildo in her hole. 

"No soap. Sheri, let's give up and fuck." 

"No. I want to be sure she feels nothing!" 

Sheri went back to the drawer. 

"What are you getting?" 

"You'll see," smiled Sheri, digging into the big drawer that she had filled 
with sick goodies. 

Richard took a magazine off the shelf and studied the open crotch pictures 
of the movie starlets. Lots of women nowadays shave their pube, he noticed. 

"Why are you looking at a magazine when the real thing is on the bed and 
over here?" asked Sheri. 

"Men always want what is unattainable, you should know that by now Sheri, I 
think you understand me pretty well. I think that's why we want to get 
married, we understand each other." 

"Maybe, but I can't see just looking at hairy dicks in pictures. I want to 
have one up my cunt, not on a photograph!" 

"I sympathize, but girls in magazines are like sex-fantasies. They look 
better in pictures than any girl does in real life. That really fucks up 
American men a lot. Men come to expect their girl friends to look like the 
girls in the magazines. It's really pretty unrealistic. Besides, you can't 
tell what kind of a fuck they could give from a picture, right?" 

"Right! It's the same with those magazines showing all those well-hung 
muscle men. Do you know that most of those beautiful masculine men are 
fags?" 

"Sure, Sheri. Everybody knows that." 

"Well, it's crazy, isn't it? Why are men that are so attractive to women 
fags?" 

"I told you. Sheri, men that can have any woman they want don't want women. 
Men want what they can't have!" 

Sheri didn't reply. She was still looking for some sort of torture device in 
the drawer while Allison played with her cunt-rings and giggled on the bed. 

"Allison is just plain stupid now, you know that Sheri? She has no mind 
anymore and she doesn't have that intelligent sophisticated look she always 
had before. I don't think she is as attractive as she was before. What do 
you think?" 

Sheri was preoccupied. Richard put down the magazine when he saw that Sheri 
had found what she wanted. It was a marijuana cigarette. She lit it and took 
a long drag and handed it to Richard to smoke. 

"How do I smoke it?" he asked. 

"Just like a regular cigarette, but hold the smoke in longer, as long as you 
can." 

"When will I get high?" 

"Don't worry! You'll know when you are stoned. Your fingers will get cold 
and your dick will get as stiff as the Empire State Building." 

"Is it an aphrodisiac?" 

"This kind is, it was raised for its sexual excitement potential. It's very 
expensive, from Southeast Asia, as a matter-of-fact." 

"No shit." 

"Smoke, Richard." 

Richard took a long long drag, and held it in. Finally he coughed its 
pungent smoke out and said that he didn't think that it tasted so good. 

"I think you will like it in a little while. It takes getting used to, you 
see." 

"I don't know..." 

"Take another drag." He did. "Well?" 

"I don't feel anything, maybe a little light-headedness, but...." 

"You will." 

"Is this stuff strong." 

"Dynamite." 

"Really?" 

"Yup, Richard. You will want to fuck and to bite like crazy in a moment and 
everything will be gorgeous colors, everywhere." 

"You're joking, aren't you? Do things really change colors?" 

"You bet your ass they will! Take another drag and then give it to me." 

He did as she asked and passed the butt back to her and she took a deep 
inhale and held it. 

"Wow, you really hold the smoke in, don't you Sheri?" 

She exhaled and said that the best way to get high was to hold it in long. 

"How come?" 

"Who knows? I think it's because the smoke takes time to get into your blood 
from your lungs. It's called osmosis. "Oswalish?" 

"I can tell you are stoned already." 

"Really? Why." 

"What's my name, fast." 

"Applesauce!" 

"You're stoned, mother-fucker!" 

"I am beginning to see patterns crossing your naked boobs." 

"Good for you, Richard. Do you notice that you have an erection?" 

"Hell yes, I can feel it throbbing." 

"Use it!" 

"Where?" 

"In my rear. All guys want to do it in a girl's rear when they are stoned." 

"Why." 

"Don't you." 

"Yes..." 

"Do it, don't ask why!" She bent over on her hands and knees, getting 
thrills in her; cheeks and watching Allison play with her wide pussy. 

"Shove it in," she yelled to the stoned naked man as he approached her 
colorful ass-hole, dick first. 

Soon she gasped as his huge red cockhead slammed open her shit-door and 
raided her bowels. 

"That's it! Faster, Richard, reach around and hurt my tits, pull my flesh 
rings, hook my cunt rings around your balls. Every time you jerk out of me, 
your balls will yank on my cunt lips if you put the cunt rings around your 
balls!" 

He was happy to do as she asked and pretty soon she was screaming in 
ecstasy-pain each and every time he excited her spurting oozing rear hole. 
The smell was like perfume to his nose. 

"Faster! More! Pull my breast rings harder." 

He complied and he felt his cock throbbing and wanting to come but . the 
drug was prolonging his ecstatic feelings, making him take longer than he 
had ever taken, it was also making him come harder and buck his ringalevio 
balls against her body harder than ever. 

She was wiggling like a crazy bucket of water being carried from a well by a 
drunken farmer and her hot shits consistency bathed his dick with warm 
pleasing sensations. 

"Wow, what an ass fuck!" he yelled. 

Allison got up and came over and laughed and grabbed his face and tongue 
kissed with him, sucking his tongue into her big mouth and holding it there 
while he pumped away in Sheri's hole. 

At last the sadist spurted his stoned cock stream into Sheri's hot womb and 
laughed through his nostrils as Allison bit his tongue and let go. 

Just as he was pulling out, Sheri unhooked her cunt rings from his balls and 
sighed. Allison however made his blue balls ache more when she grabbed them 
in her mouth from underneath and squeezed. "Yeowww!" 

"Let go of his balls dear," Sheri said to Allison, as if Allison were a 
child taking a cookie when she wasn't supposed to. 

"Get her mouth off my balls!" 

"Let go of his balls dear," said Sheri gently. 

Allison let go of them and Richard ran and collapsed on the bed, holding his 
aching prize. 

"Relax, there is nothing in Allison's mouth, "said Sheri. 

"Thanks for checking," Richard said sardonically. "Don't mention it." 

"Kill the bitch." 

"Now now, Richard, relax." 

"Relax." 

"Yes relax!" 

"But the blonde slimy cunt nearly bit my balls off!" 

"The way they rocked while we fucked attracted her, just like they would 
attract any little girl." 

"She's not a little girl. She has a cunt and a set of big boobs." 

"But her mind is a child's mind, Richard. We made it that way by torturing 
her beyond her capacity to withstand it." 

"Fuck!" 

"Maybe so, but that's the way she is." 

"Well, I don't like it!" 

"You're just unhappy because you aren't stoned anymore. I bet that was the 
best ass-fucking you ever did, right." 

"Right!" 

"Well, then, so what is a little ball biting after such a damned good time." 

"It hurt." 

"Hurt, schmurt!" 

"How would you like it if you had your balls bitten, bitch?" 

"Not much chance of that happening, is there?" 

"I guess not. . . " 

"Well, just relax and I will get a band-aid." 

"That won't help." 

"Stick it in cold water." 

"Okay. Get a pot of ice cold water." Sheri did and he sunk his aching sac 
into it. "Ahhhhh." 

"Feel good, Richie." 

"Wonderful. What a relief." 

"Good. Your balls will be like new in no time at all. She didn't even draw 
blood." 

"Well..." 

"Of course we can punish her but she doesn't feel it. . . " 

"I see. Maybe we could hurt her by starving her?" 

"That probably would work, but it's not a very exciting punishment. How 
about letting the baseball and football teams fuck her for a buck a shot, up 
her ass, while we watch?" 

"Great idea Sheri. Can you get in touch with someone and make the deal?" 

"Right now." 

"Right now!" 

"Okay." Sheri picked up the phone and talked for a second. "Well?" 

"They are coming over in a few minutes. We can watch through a hole in the 
bathroom door. Did you make that hole?" 

"Yes. I like to watch you and Allison piss and crap." 

"Oh." 

"Well, unlock the door and then we will go in and take turns watching as 
they fuck her one after the other. Imagine all those big quarterbacks 
opening their flys and lining up with big erections and shoving it in her 
big cunt." 

"Sounds exciting." 

They unlocked the door and left naked Allison sitting gurgling like a baby 
on the bed. They closed the bathroom door and waited. 

In a moment they heard the shuffle of the feet of all the athletes. Soon 
they were taking turns watching as one after another of the big bruisers 
shoved it in and pumped away, surprised about the flesh-rings, but happy. 
What horny athlete wouldn't be happy if he could spill his stuff into a 
beautiful naked girl like Allison for a mere buck? 

Finally the last two athletes were in the room, and they shut the others out 
and stood Allison up and one dick rammed up her spermy cunt and the other 
went slamming up her distorted anus as she giggled. 

It had been an exciting thing to witness, a mass fuck of one innocent 
looking coed without a brain in her head, but with beautiful equipment and a 
flat white stomach. 

When Sheri and naked Richard alighted from the John there was a pile of one 
dollar bills next to gurgling Allison's bruised and corrupted little body 
and they laughed and laughed as they shoved the bills up her holes. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

After the two teams of athletes had devastated Allison's holes, there was 
little else to do with her, so they stored her for the night by tying her 
tit-rings to the ceiling fixture. It made it necessary for the sexy blonde 
slave to stand on her tip-toes or else she would rip her breast-rings out. 

Satisfied that they had had fun that day, the engaged couple turned off the 
light and went to bed. At four a.m. they heard the sound of tearing flesh 
and a heavy object thudded to the floor. 

Richard smiled. That had to be the blonde's breasts tearing, he thought, and 
her body falling to the floor. 

In the morning he found that the girl was unharmed and that the ceiling 
fixture had pulled loose. 

"Damn," he said aloud. 

"What's the matter?" Sheri woke up a second after her fiancee. 

"She broke the light fixture. There goes my room deposit!" 

"Oh, I'm so sorry dear. Maybe we could fix it?" 

"Not a chance. The way it's broken, it's unfixable." He kicked the girl 
lying on the floor and she yelled out in pain. 

"Sheri! Allison can feel pain again!" 

"No kidding?" 

"Can you beat that!" 

"Well you can shove a hot cross bun up my hole! What a surprise!" 

"You ain't just whistling Dixie!" 

After a surge of yakking, the couple decided to immediately take advantage 
of the development and they strapped the blonde naked and spread wide on the 
bed. 

"I am really going to hurt the bitch," said Richard, "to make up for all the 
time I missed not hearing her scream yesterday! Get me the breast clamps and 
the metal-studded dildo, and the expanding pussy-cylinder with the electric 
plug. Man, am I going to hurt this wretched cunt up her ass, up her twat and 
up her nose! Get me the water torture device for her nostrils too, Sheri!" 

"Yes Richard!" Richard watched Sheri's lithe body undulate to the dresser 
and watched her pile the torture stuff into her arms and bring it back to 
him. The anxious dick-erect man took the nostril hoses first and inserted 
them in the girls flaring nose and squeezed water up into her sinuses while 
she screamed in agony. 

Then Richard attached the two big breast clips simultaneously, making sure 
they rent the skin and watching her tits turn black from the lack of 
circulation. 

Allison's screams gurgled up to high C as the water dripped down her nose 
and as the breast clamps sunk into her big ringed tits. 

"She-likes it! Do more," encouraged the black-haired torturess, getting wet 
in her pussy as she handed Richard the cylinder. The electric plug dangled 
from its end. 

"I know she-likes it by the pleasant screams of delight the blonde bitch 
lets out. You know something? We have her tied for some time now and she 
still hasn't had a period. I think she might be pregnant already! In any 
case, she is going to have a little electric labor!" 

Sheri watched fascinated as the cold metal expanding-cylinder was shoved up 
the big vagina of the bound victim, and as Richard expanded it to its full 
ten-inch width by turning its handle. 

"Plug it in!" he yelled over the high-pitched screams, "I sure hope our 
insulation is up to her noise level!" 

Sheri too hoped that the room was soundproofed sufficiently as the girl 
screamed even louder once she was cunt-quivering with electricity. 

"Get me the carrot peeler from the drawer!" 

"What? I can't hear you over the screaming!" 

Richard reached under the bed, found a dirty rolled-up sock and shoved it up 
the blonde's open mouth, stifling the noise. 

"I said," he repeated, "get me the carrot peeler from the drawer. We are 
going to do a little skinning on her breasts. Oh, we are not going to scrape 
all her skin off, just a little here and there on her most sensitive areas!" 

"Wow, that's a great idea!" beamed Sheri. "I will get it right now!" 

Richard soon had the big carrot scraper in his hand and he approached the 
wild-eyed gagged victim's neck with it and laughed. 

"What are you going to do?" 

"Just watch, Sheri!" 

Sheri watched amazed as the man put on a rubber glove and then put the 
carrot scraper in the gloved hand. Then he started sliding the sharp double 
edge, meant for scraping a raw carrot, along the girl's throbbing neck and 
down to her right clipped breast. 

Sheri could see the tears welling out of 

Allison's eyes and the tenseness of her body as little snips of skin came 
tweaking up behind the instrument. 

Except for the murmurs of pain from behind her smelly gag, Allison was 
unable to make any noise and the torturers were silent. 

Sheri frantically rubbed her pussy as the naked sex maniac traced the device 
down the pale blonde's fat stomach and across her thighs, and then closer, 
ever so closer towards her sex spot, her clit! 

"Richard, you're not going to...." 

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! I WILL DO WHATEVER I WANT, EVEN IF IT IS DE-SEXING THE 
FUCKING SCUM-SUCKING TURD-SWALLOWING BITCH!" 

"But...." 

"KEEP OUT OF IT, SHERI, OR YOU WILL GET THE SAME TREATMENT." 

"Yes master!" 

Richard was glad that Sheri recognized who was boss. Some women don't know 
their place around the house, he thought, as his sharp instrument left red 
lines across Allison's thighs. He himself didn't know if he would stop just 
short of the electrified bitch's cunt or if he would cut.... 

He stopped just as Sheri masturbated herself to frenetic ecstasy. 

"That was wonderful!" Sheri gasped, involved in her own pussy pleasure. 

"Thanks," said Richard, off-handedly. 

"Don't mention it," sighed the raven-haired lovely, shoving her hand in up 
to the wrist in her own pussy hole while she watched Richard begin scraping 
a circular pattern across the juggling torture victim's ringed right breast. 
"Watch this!" 

Sheri was all eyes as the naked man took the scraper and started working on 
the girl's face, near her ears. 

"Don't, you'll scar her!" 

"Don't be silly," said Richard. "I only intend to tease her face a little 
with the very tip of the sharp tool. I would never do anything perverted 
like cut her face! I would only cut her breasts and thighs, never her face 
and her beloved big pussy! Why that would be. . .PERVERTED!" 

"I am glad," sighed Sheri, "that you realize that there are limits to 
torture. It is the sign of a true sadist, even the Marquis de Sade knew his 
limits!" 

"Yes I know, but I would like to scrape her tongue.... " 

"Richard! Don't become degenerate! Do her breasts again, it will get your 
mind off of sick things!" 

"You're right, Sheri." 

Sheri watched contentedly as the rubber-gloved man worked circles about the 
big distorted breasts with the carrot scraper and Sheri laughed as she saw 
the red areas made a picture of two people fucking on the breast. 

"You are a great cartoonist!" she said to Richard. "Do another cartoon on 
her stomach! 

It looks so empty of marks there!" 

Richard gladly drew a flesh drawing of a man getting laid by a big 
aggressive woman on the pale flat skin of Allison's stomach. 

"Beautiful!" 

"Thank you, Sheri. I guess those art courses I took were of some use after 
all. You know, maybe it would be better if I TATTOOED all of these cute 
little drawings on the bitch's body. What do you think?" 

"I like the idea, Richard. That way they would be permanent and then it 
would be more sexually thrilling to watch you fuck her up the ass. I never 
saw anybody fuck a tattooed lady before!" 

"Can we get a tattoo kit anywhere?" 

Richard should have known. Sheri's ex-intelligence officer buddy would have 
one, the black-haired girl said. 

"He seems to have everything," commented Richard. "See if he has a salami 
sandwich on rye too. I'm getting hungry!" 

Sheri dressed hurriedly and as Richard continued his scraping, she went to 
get the tattoo kit from her friend. In a matter of a few minutes she was 
back and they both opened the big wooden box, giving Allison a breather. 
Sheri even pulled the plug out and laughed when Allison's body stopped 
twitching frantically and lay still. 

"She sure was on an electricity trip," she giggled, "I don't see how she can 
like that sort of treatment." 

"I'm not at all sure she has any choice," Richard drooled as he opened the 
lid of the big box and took out what looked like a combination electric 
drill and sewing machine. 

"So this is what a tattoo kit looks like! Where do you put the ink?" 

Sheri showed him that the blue ink went into a hole in the top end of the 
needle gun and that when you ran the needle gun over the body it left a 
tattoo, provided, of course, that the plug was into the outlet. 

"Let's do it now!" exclaimed dick-hard Richard. "I want to tattoo designs 
and dirty pictures and sayings all over her body and then fuck her up the 
ass!" 

"Good idea!" agreed the female, stripping her clothes off. "After you fuck 
her, I want to urinate into her big mouth with the pipe, okay?" 

"I think it will be more fun if you urinate in her mouth while I fuck her!" 
giggled Richard. 

Sheri agreed that Richard had had a very good idea, and she said she would 
urinate in Allison while Richard was slamming his big throbbing dick up the 
young blonde's big ass-hole and spurting. 

"Okay. But let me tattoo the plain bitch first. I will tattoo every inch of 
her body except above the neck, and then we will have fun pouring our 
various body fluids into her!" 

Richard told Sheri to fill the ink chamber in the tattoo instrument and to 
plug it in. Then, as the needle jabbed rapidly up and down and as the needle 
gun buzzed in his hand, he drew a picture in blue of a woman getting fucked 
up the ass on Allison's big left breast. 

Then Richard drew a bigger picture of a woman sitting on a man's giant 
erection on the blonde's flat stomach. 

"Beautiful." 

"Thanks, Sheri. What shall I draw next?" 

"How about a picture on her chest over her tits of a young girl of ten or 
twelve getting fucked front and rear by two big men?" 

"Good idea." 

Richard quickly drew the picture that Sheri had suggested upon the naked 
blonde's chest, above her tits. There was no noise from Allison's lips, and 
it was evident that she had passed out. 

"Get the smelling salts. I want her to feel the pain of these drawings I am 
inscribing with the needle gun. It's amazing that sailors can take this sort 
of pain, you know. Of course, they only have one area at a time done, not 
the whole body." 

Sheri pulled the gag and the nostril hoses out of the girl and held her head 
up so that the water dripped from Allison's nose as Sheri applied the 
smelling salts. 

"Don't bother with the gag or the water torture device," said Richard. 
"Leave them off. I think that the pain of the tattooing will be enough for 
her." 

Sheri was glad that they were reducing the number of devices being used on 
the spread-eagled blonde. Too many tortures could kill, and she didn't want 
that. 

Richard watched the girl tongue-kiss the blonde the minute that Allison 
awakened. He didn't like that show of affection one bit. He was mad, and in 
his anger he thought of how pretty Sheri would also be with tattoos all over 
the body. 

"Cut that shit," he screamed, "and refill the ink supply in this damned 
needle gun!" 

Sheri obeyed reluctantly. Her pussy was all excited from making out with the 
torture victim. There is something about kissing a tortured and tattooed 
woman that is exciting. 

Sheri watched Richard further his picture-making fun on the inner thighs, 
the knee caps and the calves of the naked torture victim as the blonde 
screamed heartily. 

"She's a lively one, isn't she?" remarked Richard, and Sheri agreed that 
Allison indeed was a glutton for punishment, though she really doubted that 
the blonde enjoyed what was happening. 

Allison began squirming under the forceful needle as the naked man tattooed 
ever so close to her swollen wet cunt lips. 

"Shall I tattoo a design on her cunt lips?" 

"Don't, Richard, it might hurt her." 

"I suppose so," he grimly agreed. "Well, I did most of her body. It's time 
to fuck her up the ass!" 

"Untie her, Sheri." 

"Yes." 

"Yes what." 

"Yes, master." 

"That's better." 

"Yes master." 

"Now untie the slimy tattooed bitch, and turn her on her side. That way I 
can fuck her up the ass and you will urinate through the urine pipe into her 
mouth." 

"Yes master," said Sheri, obediently untying the tattoo's crying victim. 

"Allison," said Richard, "you will allow us to do whatever we wish or I will 
use the tattoo gun on your cunt lips and on your face. Do you understand?" 

The girl nodded. Allison would rather be pissed into than have her face 
covered with tattoo pictures of dicks going up cunts. The huge rending 
cylinder in her pussy was left in unplugged as she was turned on her side on 
the bed and as Richard shoved his throbbing blue-veined dork up her sloppy 
shit hole and began pumping away. 

"That's it, Richard." 

"Never mind me! Get the mouth pipe and start pissing into her lips!" 

Allison opened wide for the mouth pipe and Sheri wrapped her legs about the 
blonde's unspoiled face and placed her swollen cunt lips on the pipe that 
was now embedded in Allison's mouth. 

"Piss, Sheri," ordered Richard. "I am about ready to spurt into her slimy 
shit box, and I want you to piss into her throat and force her to swallow it 
while I come into her!" 

"I can't piss! I'm not ready." 

"Hurry." 

"I am hurrying. I am thinking of running cold water, I am thinking of being 
all wet in an icy pool, but still my urine doesn't come out." 

"Think of icy cold car bumpers!" said Richard, slamming in and out of the 
tattooed woman's ample buttocks. "That's what I do whenever I find it hard 
to make my piss come out of my hose. If I am in front of a urinal and I want 
to piss, I think of icy cold metal, and of touching that metal." 

"I am trying. Yes, I feel it coming, it's coming!" 

"So am I!" yelled Richard, spurting a gush of white gravy into the blonde's 
insides, laughing as the tattooed woman gobbled and swallowed the scads of 
hot urine splashing down her throat. 

"Keep it up!" 

"I will, Richard." 

"I am still bucking my hot man-juice up her rear end." 

"I am still urinating gobs and gobs of hot yellow liquid into Allison's 
throat. Listen to the way she has to gulp and gulp!" 

"Ahhhhhh!" said Richard, "I have shot the last missile of sticky scum up 
into her pregnant anus. It feels so good! It really excited me to see all 
the drawings all over her body." 

"Yes, Richard, I am nearly done urinating into her pink lips and I will 
wiggle the last few drops off my cunt hairs for her delight!" 

Richard watched and his dick quivered inside the tortured victim's tattooed 
body as she gobbled the last few drops of degradation juice. 

"How does it feel to be in her ass-hole with your hot wet dick, Richard?" 

"Wonderful, Sheri. Did you like pissing into her mouth?" 

"Yes, especially the rushing sound of the water as it cascaded over her 
teeth and the sounds that she made swallowing." 

"I know what you mean, dear. She is the most wonderful victim I have ever 
had, and now she is beautifully cartooned with obscene pictures all over her 
tortured skin. Isn't it attractive?" 

"It sure is." 

"Sheri, don't you especially like the drawing of the naked young girl 
getting it up the ass by one man and up her cunt by another?" 

"Yes, and I like the tattoo on her right breast too. That one is my 
favorite. I was looking at it all during the time I was urinating into her 
mouth. It is very arousing, I like dirty pictures. I especially like dirty 
pictures when they have been engraved on someone's tortured breast. Don't 
you think Allison has wonderful, big full breasts? They are even bigger than 
mine!" 

"I also like the way that the breast clips bend her skin in, don't you 
Richard?" 

"Yes, love. My dick is getting soft now. I think I shall remove it from her 
ass crack and bite her thighs a little." 

"Good. I shall take my pussy from her mouth pipe and bite her other tattooed 
thigh while you do." 

They both bit her thighs red. 

Allison was screaming again, screaming and vomiting yellow gush on the 
sheets while they bit her inner thighs and rubbed her pussy hole. Of course 
her pussy hole was ten inches wide due to the inserted cylinder, so Richard 
was able to reach up and give the blonde ultimate torture by pinching and 
scraping her hot womb with his nails. 

"Hurt her, Richard. That's what a woman is for, to be hurt by a man." 

"Yes, I know that, Sheri. Do you include yourself when you say women should 
be hurt?" 

"Yes I do, master. I am a woman and I realize now that the only way I can be 
happy is to be hurt, degraded and tortured the way Allison has been. It has 
been fun assisting you in your torture of Allison, but now I am jealous of 
all the pain she has suffered and of all the urine she has swallowed. I long 
to be treated the same way and fucked up the ass and made to kiss your feet 
and obey your psychotic sex whims!" 

"I shall give you what you want," said the man. 

Richard stood up and told Sheri and Allison to get on their knees and kiss 
his feet. 

While the tattooed Allison and the obedient anticipating Sheri knelt and did 
as he wished, he whipped their asses. 

"You will suffer even more than Allison has suffered and you will be my 
obedient, mindless, sex-slave for the rest of your life, Sheri. What do you 
think of that?" 

"YES. Yes, I want to be your slave. It is only when a woman is utterly 
degraded and sexually abused that she is fulfilling her purpose in life. 
HURT ME THE WAY YOU HURT ALLISON. USE THE CUNT CYLINDER ON ME. PLUG IT IN 
TOO!" 

"I will, all in good time. But first you will get the red-hot breast clips 
placed about your nipples!" 

"RED HOT?" 

"Yes. I have decided that they are not painful enough when they are cold, so 
I have been heating a pair over the gas flame in the kitchen while I was 
torturing the blonde. Keep sucking the crud between my toes, both of you!" 

"Yes, master," said Sheri. 

The quivering cartooned blonde also said, "Yes, master." 

"Good. I will explain what is to happen to you both, first Sheri: Sheri, you 
will be breast burned and clamped and then the cylinder shall rend your 
ass-hole, not your cunt. Then I will plug in the electricity flow to your 
ass-hole and put on my rubber prophylactic and body shield and fuck you 
while you are in the agony of the controlled flow of electricity. Then, 
after I have come into my scumbag, I shall make you empty the scum into your 
mouth and swallow it while I am tattooing your pussy with the electric 
needle!" 

"You can't tattoo my pussy!" 

"Shut up. I can do what I want with you. When you have pain, it doesn't hurt 
me, it tickles my prick when I see a female, a sexy naked cunt, scream out 
in pain. It gives all men pleasure to see a woman hurt. Sure, most of them 
don't admit it, but they would like to hurt young women. 

"Society is not arranged correctly. Up until the tenth century women were 
always kept tied and were always hurt for the pleasure of men. Then 
something happened, women started winning rights, rights that made both the 
women and the men unhappy. 

"Men lost the natural right to hurt and torture and degrade their women, and 
women lost the privilege of being tortured. That made everybody miserable, 
and men and women are still miserable because they don't understand their 
natural roles. They are all perverted today into thinking that it is WRONG 
to hurt a woman. Actually, it is the most natural thing a man can do. It is 
natural for a big man to ass a woman, to tattoo her and hurt her pussy and 
then fuck her up the ass or cunt while he twists her burned breasts and 
laughs like a damned mother-fucker until the sun rises!" 

"Well said, master," said Allison. "I understand and I am happy, as Sheri 
will be, to be hurt by you." 

For her praise, the naked tattooed blonde was kicked in the cunt and spat on 
as she lay writhing. 

"Shut the fuck up, cunt!" yelled her male master. "Only speak when spoken 
to!" 

"Help me tie her up Allison!" 

"Do I have to be tied, master?" 

"Of course, Sheri," said Richard. "No one would be able to hold still for 
the pain you are about to receive. You must be tied, just like Allison was 
tied, at least until I am nearly finished with you!" 

"Very well...." 

Allison chained the bitch's wrists behind her and then tied her 
spread-eagled on the bed while Richard drooled and masturbated. 

"She is ready for your pleasures, master," said the tattooed blonde. 

Richard smiled, stopping his masturbation just short of coming, and stood 
laughing as he picked up the big metal dildo and shoved its wide staff up 
Sheri's big cunt. 

She screamed long and loud. 

"Listen to her, she has a good set of lungs, doesn't she, tattooed lady?" 

"She really does have quite good breath," remarked tattooed Allison. "I only 
hope that they will hold out when you shove the cylinder up her anus!" 

"I am sure they will, Blondie. Get me the cylinder." 

Allison wiggled her sore and cartooned body over to the place on the floor 
where the cylinder had been thrown. She gasped as she remembered the pain it 
had given her when it was up her cunt, when it was making her cunt ten 
inches wide. 

"Well, I hope it hurts that bitch Sheri as much as it hurt me, Richard." 

"I am sure that Sheri is every bit as sensitive in her anus as you are in 
your damned pussy. Now give me the fucking thing. I am anxious to shove it 
up the ass-hole of the black-haired scum-sucker." 

"Yes, master." Allison lowered her eyes and handed the pussy-juice-covered 
article to Richard. Then as he turned to the victim, she opened her eyes to 
watch. 

"Spread wide, you slimy no good fairy-sucking bitch!" Richard insisted. 

Of course Sheri was already spread as wide as possible in the bindings, so 
his order was really unnecessary. He jammed the smooth expandable cylinder 
into her fat ass and shoved it firmly into her shit-oozing rear hole. 

"Now!" insisted Allison. "Do it to her! Make her scream as you widen the 
cylinder's walls, as you turn the handle like you did to me, like you rent 
my damned horny wet cunt!" 

Richard said shut up to his fan and turned the handle slowly, ever so 
slowly. 

A low groan rose from the raven-haired broad's lips as her ass muscles 
fought the widening presence of the metal cylinder. Then her groan turned to 
a moan, and her moan to a plea to cease. 

"Stop it! The pain, THE PAIN! You are ripping my ass apart! STOP, FOR 
HEAVEN'S SAKE, CEASE THIS ... AIIIHIII!" 

Richard laughed as he opened the shit-splashed cylinder to maximum ten-inch 
width, tearing her anal muscles, listening to flesh creaking and giving way, 
listening to the sensual broad's high-pitched screams of ultimate pain 
before she fell from consciousness. 

"Get the smelling salts, Allison. I want this bitch to be as awake as you 
were when I tortured and tattooed your big boobs!" 

"Yes, master!" 

The blonde illustrated girl ran to get the smelling salts, which were 
beginning to lose potency due to their frequent uncapping. 

"Hold it under her nostrils!" 

"Yes, master." 

Richard watched with a huge erection above his convulsing eager balls as the 
torture victim was awakened from her merciful slumber. 

"Now, give me the tattoo needle and plug it in!" 

"Yes, master." 

As the illustrated girl handed the man his torture weapon, she watched him 
drool. She did not like the way he looked when he drooled. He was like an 
animal, not like the handsome man that had seduced her on their first date. 
She shuddered as Sheri screamed loudly and as the buzzing weapon carved its 
blue imprints of pornographic drawings on first one breast, then the other. 

"You tattoo her stomach as I shove my damned horny pecker into her 
trembling, pain-wrought cunt, dear." 

"Yes, master." Allison complied, anxious to herself practice her artwork on 
the delicate flesh of the beautiful spread-eagled victim, and she 
immediately began her obscene drawing. 

Richard rammed his big cockhead into the stinking wet vagina of the 
black-haired bitch, urging Allison to hurt Sheri as much as she herself had 
been hurt. 

Allison was aroused by the sight of Richard's huge throbbing and lubricated 
hole puncher disappearing and reappearing like a mad ramrod in the pussy of 
the naked screaming torture victim. 

"Make a picture of me fucking her this way!" 

"That's a good idea, Richard," said Allison as she drew on the girl's bare 
chest. Allison drew a big prick jamming into a dripping blue cunt on the 
flesh of the victim. Then she drew a big expanded cylinder sticking out of 
the rear end of the victim. 

"I can't fit anything but the sex parts of your body and hers on her chest. 
What shall I do?" 

"We will continue it on her rear end, next to her "FUCK ME UP THE ASS" 
brand. But first let me continue slamming my hot cream up her horny pussy 
hole. The fucking degenerate pain-loving whore-pussy is screaming just right 
to make me spurt!" 

Allison eagerly waited as the man's bucking hips slammed the hot cream up 
the spread-eagled cunt's hole, and then she turned the girl on her side and 
continued her picture drawing lessons in blue ink on the bitch's backside. 

"That's a pretty picture," Richard had removed his sopping wet dick and was 
toying with the girl's open rear. 

"Thanks," said Allison, "I think it would be nice to have a picture on her 
back of a beautiful girl being fucked front and rear by goats with big 
dicks. I am good at drawing goats on skin." 

"Then do it," laughed Richard as the electric tattoo needle buzzed against 
the screaming victim's ass. 

In a matter of minutes, Sheri was as illustrated with dirty disgusting blue 
tattoos as Allison was. 

"Let's take the both of you to the beach one day with those drawings all 
showing in your bikinis, how about it, Allison?" 

"I'm game if she is." 

"I'm game," Sheri said weakly. "Please take the cylinder from my anus, 
PLEASE!" 

"Fuck you, you slimy turd-swallowing wet-pussied masochistic twat," 
snickered Richard. 

"Go to hell," said Allison less euphemistically. 

"Yes, go to hell!" agreed Richard. He admired Allison for putting it so 
succinctly. 

He felt another erection coming, one due to his held-in urine, and he 
smiled. 

"I have to piss in her mouth, Allison, get the mouth pipe!" 

Allison chuckled as she forced the raven-haired girl's pink lips apart and 
inserted the big pipe. Richard stuck his half-erect pole in the other side, 
snugly and in a moment his hot acidic body fluid gushed like a burst Hoover 
Dam into the throat of his tender illustrated victim. 

"That's it, really let her have it like I got it in my own mouth!" screamed 
Allison. The victims become the worst torturers of all. She knew she would 
not be as enthusiastic about Sheri's humiliating degrading and awful-tasting 
position if she hadn't herself been tortured the same way. 

Richard said, "Don't worry. Listen to her swallowing madly. I am holding her 
nose closed so that she has to swallow. If she doesn't swallow it all, she 
can't breathe through her mouth, because her nose is closed!" 

Allison got the idea and helped the man squeeze the other tattooed girl's 
urine-dripping nostrils. 

"I like this," said Allison. 

"I know," agreed Richard. "There is nothing like pissing into someone's 
mouth to utterly degrade them, to make them sub-human." 

"I like having obscene open crotch pictures, pictures of dicks and cunts all 
over my breasts and behind," confided the helpful blonde. 

"Believe me, you look much better tattooed than you did plain." 

"I know." 

Richard ran out of urine and as he removed the mouth pipe, an enormous burp 
erupted from the victim and he and Allison tongue-kissed in excitement. 

"I love you both," gasped the urine-swallowing Sheri. "I have experienced 
breast torture, pussy and ass torture, swallowing urine, being electrified 
in my pussy and every possible degradation. I thank you two for giving me 
the agony that I feel. I needed it to really feel like a woman." 

"Don't thank us, you bitch!" Richard cuffed her in the cheek, causing 
Sheri's urine-covered lips to bleed slightly, but he smiled. He knew that he 
had given the girl's body wonderfully painful experiences. 

"I love you both! Tongue-kiss me, will you Allison?" 

The blonde crawled so that she was over the tied victim and madly engaged 
tongues with her. 

Since Allison's pleasingly plump rump was suspended and wiggling right in 
front of the sadist, he had little choice but to follow his urge and shove 
his huge wet pecker up the rear shaft of the wide-bottomed lovely. Pretty 
soon they were all breast pinching and squirming together in ecstasy on the 
multi-stained slime-covered and smelly bedsheets. 

"I love you both," confessed Richard. "I love you because I can torture and 
degrade you." 

"And we love you, bastard. We love you," said Allison, "because you hurt and 
degrade us, because you treat us the way that women were destined since the 
dawn of time to be treated. 

"We love you because you treat us the way that cavemen treated their women. 
You hold us captive and play with our pussies and ass-holes and make us 
swallow all your urine and you laugh. That's the way it should be, but women 
are too stupid to realize their nature-given role in life. Women think that 
they are equal to men, but they were not destined by nature to have anything 
but horrible pain for all their natural lives." 

"Well said," grunted the naked man, slamming his hungry lust weapon in and 
out, in and out of the shit-splashing huge ass-hole of Allison as Allison 
returned to her mad tongue-kissing of the other tattooed woman. 

"I love you Allison, I love you Sheri!" With those words he slammed a heavy 
load of pussy-impregnating white gravy into the bowel chamber of the 
squirming and ecstatic blonde. 

"KEEP SLAMMING UP MY ASSHOLE!" 

"I WILL ALLISON, AS LONG AS I CAN!" 

"HURT ME WHILE YOU FUCK ME UP MY ASS! MAKE ME CRY OUT AS I BITE THIS BITCH'S 
BIG LIPS! MAKE ME COME BY PAIN AS YOU TWIST AND PULL ON MY BIG SWOLLEN TITS 
BY THE EMBEDDED FLESH RINGS!" 

"YES, LOVE!" Richard did as she asked, reaching around in front to her 
breast-piercing rings and yanking them forcefully as he spurted his last 
aching ball juice into her smelly rear end. 

Splash! 

He ejaculated as he heard the awful double scream of the two girls and he 
looked to see that the one he was fucking up the ass was also pulling her 
friend's tit rings. He laughed and yanked once more for good measure as the 
double scream continued. 

It was good to hear such merriment around the house. He wondered, as he 
slipped his limp dick from the buttocks of Allison, whether there was any 
sense to just loving a woman. There couldn't be, he thought. What fun was it 
to merely kiss and fuck when there were so very many ways to hurt a person? 

Surely, he thought, nature intended the female body for great pain. It 
wasn't an unnatural desire he had. After all, statistics prove that one out 
of two American households surveyed had some degree of wife torture. That 
was a fact, although, of course, the ordinary husband did not have the 
knowledge of equipment to adequately torture his wife. 

The statistics were mostly about spanking and about tying the women 
spread-eagled. An expert sadist like Richard laughed at such meager tortures 
and he exulted in his skill at the degradation and torture of his young 
beauties. 

There should be a sadists' convention, a prize in fact, for the most 
innovative torture of a young naked and spread-eagled woman. Surely if 
Richard did not win such a competition, he should at least be a runner-up. 

Those were the sadist's thoughts as he unbound the black-haired girl and as 
he had both of them now bow to him and crawl around the room on their hands 
and knees. 

He whipped their tattooed asses raw, and he didn't hesitate to kick them in 
the pussy when they were slow. 

He told them, ORDERED the naked female slaves to suck his toes. 

They complied. 

He ordered them to bark like dogs. They complied. 

To test his power further, he ordered them to viciously pull one another's 
cunt and tit rings, and they did so without question, screaming madly as 
they did so from their awful pain. 

When he was satisfied with that, he ordered his two female tattooed slaves 
to tongue-kiss while he watched. It was a very arousing sight, especially 
when the degraded women, upon his order, began rubbing one another's wet 
pussies. 

"I order you to get down on your hands and shoulders and spread your damned 
ass cheeks while I take you in your big rear ends one at a time, switching 
from one anus to the next with each stroke of my dick!" 

They obeyed and he did it to them, taking one stroke, removing himself and 
plunging into the other ass-hole, taking another stroke and returning to the 
other girl's rear end until he ejaculated in midair between the wiggling 
behinds. 

"Now look what you made me do, you cunts!" He kicked the blonde on her fat 
ass first, then he drove home his toes into Sheri's shit box. Then he fell 
exhausted to the floor while the two tattooed ladies crawled sensuously all 
over his spent body, trying to get him up for one more fuck. 

"Listen, girls, I'm pooped! I couldn't get it up for the queen of Siam!" 

"We have a way to get it up!" smirked Sheri. "My friend the ex-intelligence 
officer gave me THIS!" 

Richard stared at a big clear plastic cylinder open at one end and with a 
pump attachment at the other end. 

"What is it?" he asked. 

"Well," said Sheri, "we just put it over your limp dick, with your dick 
inside the clear cylinder, like this...." 

Richard was too interested to protest. 

"Then I make sure the cylinder is way way down against your crotch and 
balls," Sheri continued. 

"Shall I start pumping?" asked the blonde. "Yes," said Sheri. 

Richard felt a strange sensation in his limp dick. He didn't have the 
slightest inclination to fuck, and yet his dick was hardening inside the 
clear plastic cylinder as Allison gleefully pumped away. 

"What ... what are you two doing?" 

"Relax, Richard. We are just getting you hard. The pump forced the air out 
of the cylinder, and since your limp dick is in the cylinder, the reduction 
in air pressure is enough to give you an artificial hard-on!" 

"ARTIFICIAL HARD-ON?" 

"Yes. Anytime we put the device on your limp dick, we can force you to have 
a hard-on." 

"But I don't want to...." Suddenly, he realized that his hands had been tied 
behind his back. 

"What's going on?" 

"You were asleep for a few seconds after you fucked us both up the ass, so 
we took the opportunity to tie you." Allison smiled and yanked his balls 
under the cylinder, squeezing them as the cylinder forced his cock to rise. 

"What ... what are you going to do to me?" 

"We are going to ram the expandable metal up your ass-hole like you did to 
us. Then we are going to tattoo your whole body, especially your balls and 
dick, and then...." 

"NO! Please!" 

A hard fist blow slammed him in the face. It was Allison's steely hand. 
"Now, shut up while I tell you what is going to happen to you!" 

Richard sat numb as the girls continued to pump up his dick until it was 
bigger and stiffer than ever before and as they once at a time took it in 
their pussies and got the pleasure they craved. 

"We," said Allison, slamming up and down on his artificially aroused dick, 
"are going to make sure that your entire body is tattooed like ours, all 
with dirty pictures. Then we are going to put a flesh ring through your dick 
head." 

"I know how it is done. I read a book by a radical feminist, one that 
delighted in making mince-meat out of men. Whenever we want you tied, we 
shall tie you by your dick-ring. 

"I also have a torture device that will prohibit you from getting erections 
when you wish. We can give you an erection whether you want one or not as 
you see. We can also prevent you from getting a hard-on, although that 
prevention will be agony to you!" 

"How! I don't believe you, Allison! There is no way to prevent a man from 
getting a hard-on!" 

"Yes there is! Here!" She pulled a little inch-wide ring into view. "This is 
a cock ring! It is placed at the base of your dick when you are limp. If you 
feel a hard-on coming, it will never rise above that painfully tight cock 
ring. The blood supply will be cut off at the base of your dick, causing 
horrible pain to you." 

"No!" 

The two girls had gotten their pleasure and now the artificial stiffness of 
his dick had faded away. Allison laughed as she slipped the tight cock ring 
all the way up the man's limp dick. 

"Now, Sheri! Do your sexy ass-wiggling dance and we will see if his dick 
ring really prevents a hard-on!" 

Both Sheri and Allison stood and ground their juicy cunts right in front of 
his face. Then they sucked each other's tits right in front of him and he 
felt the desire to fuck. 

He started screaming in agony as blood flowed into the base of his penis 
only to be stopped by the ring. 

"See," laughed ass-wiggling naked and tattooed Allison. "You can't get a 
hard-on until your female masters want you to get one!" 

Both women laughed and continued their mad sex-dance as Richard groaned and 
pleaded to be allowed to get an erection. 

The girls were so seductive-looking and they rolled their tongues around so 
invitingly that the only way Richard could avoid the pain of his interrupted 
erection was to shut his eyes. When he did this, gradually his penis stopped 
angrily throbbing and he sighed in relief. 

"Hey," said Allison to Sheri, "the mother-fucker is avoiding looking at us 
to prevent his stimulation. We have to do something about that!" 

"What?" asked Sheri, stopping her erotic posing. 

"Well, maybe we could tie his eyelids open...." 

"What? How the hell can you tie up a person's eyelids?" 

"Well, if we put thin thread and knot lots of them, on each of his 
individual eyelashes, maybe it would work...." 

"Say," said Sheri, "that's a good idea!" 

"Thanks." 

"Well, let's get to it, let's tie his eyelids open. We can tie all the 
threads to that hook in the wall behind him, after we attach them to his 
eyelash hairs." 

The girls made no idle threats, Richard knew that, and he moaned as they ran 
to the sewing box. He was afraid that if their little eye-opening trick 
didn't work straight away, they would cut his eyelids off. Then he would 
never be able to close his eyes to their sexy nude dances, and the cock ring 
would always torment him. 

"Here's the thread!" said Sheri, bringing a big roll of black thread, thin 
but strong, into the room. 

"And I have a magnifying glass so that I can do the delicate work knotting 
each strand of thread on one eyelash hair at a time until we have his 
eyelids under control." 

"Then," said Sheri, " I will help you pull the threads tightly over to the 
wall and secure them there so that he will be unable to close his eyes to 
our eroticism, to our arousing, dick-paining display of flesh!" 

"That sounds like it will be painful enough too, doesn't it? A man forced to 
look at nude posing women but a man with a tight cock ring that prevents him 
from getting an erection! How painful and awful it must be for him!" 

"Yeah, I really dig torturing this fascist male chauvinist bastard!" said 
Sheri. "Me too!" 

Allison painstakingly tied one after another of Richard's lashes to the 
thread and then the two girls pulled his agonized eyes open by the threads 
and tied the bundle of thread securely behind him so that his neck was 
half-cocked back, and so that his eyes had to remain open to see them rub 
each other's tits and masturbate right in front of him. 

"Now," said Sheri, rubbing her hot clit right in front of the wide-eyed 
male, "we shall see if he can void the pain of his half-hard-on merely by 
closing his pinned-back eyes!" 

Allison started sucking on Sheri's big tits while Sheri moaned and rubbed 
herself off as they stood directly in front of wide-eyed Richard stark 
naked. 

Pretty soon Richard started screaming again because he couldn't help but be 
aroused by the erotic display. His heavy metal cock ring held back the 
rushing stiffness that would have normally resulted, but it was so painful 
that he screamed and screamed while the girls masturbated their naked 
pussies right before him. 

"Die, male chauvinist sadist nazi pig!" yelled Sheri as her hips bucked up 
some girl juice under her finger's frantic finger-fucks. 

"Yes, roll your eyes! Why don't you faint, Richard? That screaming ... I 
can't stand it!" 

"Die, die, die!" yelled the two girls as they listened to the man scream in 
penis pain, as they laughed and rubbed their sex parts in front of their 
male victim. They sucked each other's tits right in front of him to keep his 
erection coming, and he screamed in pain for a half hour. Finally they got 
tired of that particular torture and went to sleep, leaving Richard's eyes 
pinned open so that he couldn't sleep. 

The girls slept well, bundled together naked on the big bed, but poor 
Richard was unable to close his eyes, and every time he remembered the 
seductive female bodies rubbing themselves off his dick ring would start 
pinching again. 

If Richard so much as THOUGHT of sex, he was in agony, for the slightest 
hard-on he could get would give him horrible pain due to the cock ring's 
tight presence. 

The girls, after sleeping soundly, awoke to have a good breakfast. They had 
their breakfast right in front of their mouths and they each took turns 
jamming a banana up one another's pussies while eating all the bacon and 
eggs and toast and hot coffee while the man screamed. 

When they finally did feed him a little food, they added a little Spanish 
fly, and the drug made him hornier than ever. 

Naturally, since he was hornier, he was in pain more often, because they 
left the dick ring on the base of his penis while they ran around naked and 
laughing, their boobs bouncing wildly as they leaped and laughed. 

After breakfast was cleared away, they decided that the cock torture was not 
enough so they got the metal clips that he had used on their tits and they 
put it to his ball sac and plugged it into the wall so that electric current 
coursed through his body. 

Richard underwent a lot of terrible pain that day until Sheri got 
softhearted. 

"I can't stand to hear a grown man cry," she remarked after more hours of 
torture, and she took away the battery clips on his ball sac and his cock 
ring. 

Sheri had something else in mind however. She wanted Richard's tortured dick 
to fuck her up the ass, to butt-fuck her! 

"On your feet, Richard!" said Sheri. "Allison, get your ass up and get me 
the whip!" 

Allison smiled. She knew that if Sheri was to be butt-fucked by the 
big-dicked bastard, it would be herself that whipped Richard's ass to keep 
him pumping in Sheri's shit hole! 

Allison was told to make Richard enter Sheri, then, after he did so with his 
huge erection, Sheri ordered the sexy naked broad to whip the shit out of 
Richard's ass every time that he slowed down in his mad attack on her butt. 

Richard screamed in pain as he was forced to slam in and out of the girl 
while the whip cracked an inch behind his agonized balls, but he really 
pleased the girl he entered a lot. 

"That's it, Richard! Slam it up my ass-hole like a crazy mother-fucker! Make 
me come fast, you horny bastard. Make my bowels overflow with hot cream or I 
personally will put the cock ring back on you!" 

"No!" 

"Yes I will. Slam into me with your hot cream and I will diddle my own clit. 
You had better keep up a fast pace with your dick up my ass or I will tell 
Allison to whip your ass harder too!" 

"But I'm tired and my dick hurts. You are practically ripping it out with 
your tight ass wiggles!" 

"Tough shit, Richard. Pump!" 

He pumped. 

"Ahhhhh!" said Sheri, "that's it. Keep pumping hard! Allison! The bastard is 
slowing down, whip him, whip him!" 

Allison laughed merrily as she lashed the bastard's balls from the back with 
the long bullwhip and he screamed out in pain and tripled his in and out 
motion inside the bent-over ass. 

Sheri was frantically rubbing her own clit the whole time her man-pet was 
shoving his hairy dick in and out of her giant ass-hole and she was moaning 
and biting her lips and churning her hips at the sound of the falling lash 
on the man's buttocks. 

"More, more! Whip his balls!" 

Allison was quick to comply, for she too was rubbing her clit with one hand, 
using the other to speed the whip to the back of Richard's bouncing ball sac 
from the rear. His butt-fucking of the other girl made Allison wild to 
climax by her own hands and wild to whip the bucking man's ass. 

"Ow!" he cried out, but Allison just laughed and diddled her clit while he 
fucked the butt of the bent-over Sheri like mad, stimulated by his ball sac 
pain, stimulated by the heavy whip tip that came crashing behind his balls. 

The two girls were so mean that as he spurted into her bowels, Sheri ordered 
the blonde to bend down and bite his sac from behind while he ejaculated and 
the sadistic bitch did just that. She justified it by thinking of all the 
things Richard had done to her body, especially the disfiguring, ugly 
things.... 

"Bite his balls! That's it, man his hot cream is really filling up my ass!" 
Sheri yelled. Allison loved the taste of his ball sac so much and loved his 
mad screaming so much that she didn't know when to quit. 

The man fell unconscious, his eyes rolled over so that all you could see 
were the whites. They looked like two boiled eggs, swollen and open wide. 

"Shit!" exclaimed Sheri, "Look what you did, bitch!" 

Allison replied, "But you said...." 

"Yeah, but not so much! There is a limit to the pain a man can endure on his 
BALLS!" 

"I didn't know that.... " said Allison. 

"You know it now!" 

"Well," said Allison, "I guess I go get the smelling salts for the umpteenth 
time, right." 

"Right!" 

Allison ran to the medicine cabinet and took out the jar of smelling salts. 
She ran back to the unconscious man and rubbed it under his nostrils. Pretty 
soon he awoke groaning from his dead faint. 

"Why did you bite my balls?" he asked her. 

"Why not?" replied the blonde. 

"Fucking bitch!" Richard spat in Allison's face and then into Sheri's face, 
which made them madder than hell. 

"Why you slimy bastard!" they yelled in unison. 

Allison was first with a suggestion of how to punish him for his disrespect. 
"Go get the branding iron and make sure it's all heated up. We are going to 
brand every square inch of his filthy body!" Allison aimed a karate fist to 
his chin and knocked Richard unconscious again and the two girls tied him up 
while the branding iron was getting hot. 

He awoke and he was tied spread-eagle on the bed and the agony of the first 
brand made him scream. 

"That's it," said Sheri, "brand him on his left inner thigh, right up near 
his balls, with the words 'fuck me.' Any man would find that humiliating. 
Then we will brand his chest and turn him over and do his ass cheeks up." 

Both naked tattooed broads laughed heartily as he screamed and as his flesh 
sizzled under the branding iron. 

"No! Stop!" 

"Fuck off, Richie," snickered the blonde. "Remember how you laughed when you 
tattooed my breasts? Well, so now I am doing the laughing and you are doing 
the complaining. That's the way it should be, men should be tortured by 
women, women should be the masters and men the sex slaves, the tortured 
branded victims." 

"Please-" His skin sizzled raw before they removed the brand. In clear 
lettering burned into his thigh were the words "Fuck me." 

Allison took the branding iron and put it on his chest and sniffed like a 
connoisseur as his flesh turned red and black and smoked like frying bacon. 
Sheri masturbated as she watched. 

The man passed out again, which gave them a chance to untie him and turn him 
over and brand his ass with the words "fuck me up the ass." That gave 
Allison a big charge and as the branding iron did its work, she asked the 
compliant Sheri to rub her hot wet cut to a frazzle. 

Pretty soon, after they were done branding him, the two naked tattooed girls 
rubbed clits together in bow and arrow position on the floor. 

"Man, that feels good, Sheri, more, more!" implored the busy naked blonde. 
"Pull on my tit rings and cunt rings while you rub your pussy against mine, 
HURT ME!" 

Allison got her wish, for the sadistic black-haired bitch was anxious to 
yank on the blonde's flesh-pierced rings and to make her scream in pain next 
to the branded unconscious man. 

"Aiiiii!" yelled Allison, bucking her sopping wet pussy's raw red flesh 
against Sheri's, "Not so hard!" 

To Sheri, "not so hard" meant HARDER! 

She made Allison scream and scream and come in seven climaxes in a row and 
the only thing that the blonde could do to retaliate for the pain was to 
pull on Sheri's flesh-pierced tit and cunt rings also. 

Together in agony, together in tit and cunt pain, the girls rubbed their 
clits frantically together like two sex-mad outdoors girls trying to make a 
friction fire. 

"More. Hurt me more!" they both yelled in unison as they madly yanked on the 
tit embedded metal rings in an attempt to rip them out. The girls were pain 
and sex perverts, they came and came as they tortured each other at the foot 
of the branded man. 

Just then the police barged in and they stared at the scene. There were two 
patrolmen and a captain, all with guns drawn and they shouted, "All of you 
up against the wall!" 

"But.... " said Allison, as she let go of Sheri's cunt and tit rings, "we 
aren't doing anything wrong!" 

"That's not what I see," said one patrolman. "What is going on here? Why are 
you so covered with tattoos and what are those metal rings in your tits?" 

"That's my business," said Allison and Sheri agreed that it was illegal to 
enter a student's room without his permission. 

The sergeant directed the other patrolmen to holster his revolver and to try 
and revive tied-up Richard. 

"Funny," said the sergeant, "we came here to arrest Richard on a sadism 
charge and we wind up finding him tied and branded. Who did that?" 

Both girls shut up, only Sheri added that she would tell the student council 
about the illegal police entry and that the cops would be sorry when the 
school kids burned the police station down. 

"Fat chance," smiled the sergeant, his revolver ready for firing, the safety 
off. 

"What?" asked the sergeant. 

"HE'S ALL BRANDED!" 

"Of course, that's why we are arresting these two tattooed naked broads 
too." 

"Can't we make a deal?" asked Sheri. "Can't she and I let you and your men 
fuck us, butt-fuck us and then let us go? Nobody will know." 

"No." 

That was that, Sheri knew that some cops were homosexuals, and she realized 
that she had run into one. Any normal man would have let them go in return 
for a far-out fuck job! 

The patrolmen obviously were in favor of getting fucked and letting the 
girls go, so they tried to talk the sergeant into it. He wouldn't budge, not 
even when the patrolmen took out their stiff dicks to show the sergeant that 
they had to get fucked. 

"Tough shit," said the sergeant. "Handcuff the naked bitches!" 

"But," protested the patrolman with his gun holstered, "what's the 
difference if we let these naked sexy broads fuck us? We were sent here to 
arrest Richard, not two tattooed ladies. I won't do it, sarge! There is too 
little poon tang in my life as it is, I need a fuck job real bad." 

The other patrolman put away his revolver too and said much the same thing. 

The police sergeant reluctantly agreed and they all dropped their pants to 
the floor. Since there were two girls and three cops, the cops took turns 
getting blown for a while. Then while one patrolman butt-fucked Allison, the 
sergeant was sucked by her and Sheri sucked the other patrolman's big stiff 
dick. 

The girls were relieved that they were to be freed and they insisted that 
they be tit-yanked while they fucked the two patrolmen. The sergeant did the 
honors, he was fond of hurting women, and he often did whenever he could get 
away with it in the course of his duties. 

"That's it," yelled Sheri, as one patrolman rammed up her ass-hole and as 
the other patrolman was about to slam his dick in her cunt. "Sergeant! Yank 
on my big metal tit rings like a crazy mother!" 

The sergeant happily complied. 

Soon the sergeant himself was jammed up Allison's cunt while Sheri sucked a 
patrolman off and while the other patrolman was on the bed with naked 
tattooed Sheri getting his balls tickled while he fucked her wet pussy and 
yanked on her cunt Up rings. 

Allison was pleased that she was being hurt by three new men and Sheri was 
tickled pink at the turn of events also. They were sad about one thing 
though, that Richard was going to be taken away. They wouldn't have a man to 
torture any more, and that made them sad. 

The cops were really horny and Allison and Sheri were pleasantly surprised 
when the sergeant they had thought was a homosexual got them one after the 
other with his hot cream up their bowels. 

The sergeant was also a nut for butt-fucking and for putting hot cigarettes 
to the blonde's hard tits, making her scream while Sheri sucked him off. 

THE SHORT PATROLMAN THEN SAID THAT HE WANTED TO BE FUCKED BY A WOMAN WITH A 
STRAP-ON DILDO AND ALLISON RAN TO THE DRAWER AND GOT OUT THE BIG ONE. 

The other policemen watched as the big busty blonde strapped the dildo into 
place in her crotch and as the short patrolman bent and she rammed it up his 
ass like a mother-fucker. 

"That's it," encouraged Sheri, "give it to his ass-hole, make him spurt in 
front for spurting his damned hot sperm up in your nostrils!" 

The cop that was being ass-fucked indeed had creamed up Allison's flared 
nostrils while the sergeant had burned her big ringed tits. 

Allison was mad about that and that's why she volunteered to butt-fuck the 
cop. 

Sheri got the whip and as the two other naked cops watched, she whipped the 
bent-over cop who was receiving the butt-fuck from dildoed Allison. 

The cops really dug seeing the other man whipped and butt-fucked and they 
too wanted the same treatment from the busty amazons. 

Allison and Sheri were happy when they realized that although Richard would 
have to go to prison, they would be torturing the policemen often from that 
day forth. 

The cops one after another bent for Sheri and Allison's frantic butt-fucks 
with the giant dildoes, confirming Allison's suspicion that all men yearn to 
be dominated and hurt by women. 

Then they left but they said that they would be back in a day or so and took 
down the girls' numbers. They took the staggering Richard with them after 
placing a coat over his naked body. 

After the girls waved goodbye they sat around wondering what would happen to 
Richard. Obviously his record in the other town had caught up to him and he 
was about to be sent up to prison. 

"Who gives a fuck!" said Allison, as she dressed. "Let's go to the bar and 
get stoned. I am sick and tired of hanging around this room anyway. Maybe 
those cops will take us out once in a while. If they don't we can find some 
other sadomasochistic men easily enough, especially since our bodies are so 
interesting now, what with the flesh rings and the big tattoos all over our 
breasts and the ass tattoos." 

"You are right Allison," agreed Sheri, "I wish the fuck that I could get me 
a fifteen-year-old boy to torture!" 

"We can, we can do anything we want," said Allison and they laughed and 
laughed. 

"Maybe we two should get drunk together?" Sheri said. 

"Sure, why not!" Allison agreed. 

"Lets get about three or four cases of cold beer and go out and sit in my 
car like the old times. We can talk about boys or baseball or something, we 
could have a real good time." 

"Okay, but not beer." 

"Why not beer? If beer is cold it is perhaps one of the best drinks in the 
world to have. If it is not cold then it is okay but it is much better if it 
is cold."Sheri added. 

"How about some Scotch," Allison inquired. 

"Scotch is a good drink." Sheri lit another cigarette. 

"Then it will be Scotch?" 

"No, let's compromise somewhere." Sheri added wanting only to find some 
place where they could both land. 

"Well what is it going to be?" asked Allison. 

"How about a little gin?" asked Sheri. 

"No gin eats out your uterus," said Allison. 

"Bourbon?" 

"No!" 

"Malt liquor." 

"No!" 

"Well then what do you want?" asked Sheri in a rushed manner. 

"How about a little tequila?" suggested Allison while she shooed away a fly 
that came near her. 

"I have never had tequila before," answered Sheri. 

"It's really good." 

"Really?" 

"Well then, lets get us some tequila, some lemons and salt and go sit in my 
car and drink it." 

"What are we waiting for." 

"Nothing, nothing at all." 

"You know Sheri, I love that you go along with my picking tequila. Tequila 
in many ways means a lot to me." Allison added in somewhat of a somber note. 

"I am sure that I will love the tequila," responded Sheri, " in fact I think 
that if I thought about it myself, I could too start to enjoy the pleasures 
of tequila. 

"We both could." 

They kissed and left hand in hand for their car.
