


Ransom Demand

by Powerone



Category: NonConsent/Reluctance
Published: 2003-02-16
Updated: 2004-03-10
Packaged: 2017-05-09 19:51:48
Chapters: 2
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/ransom-demand
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=91789&page=submissions
Summary: <p>1. Hope is forced to have girl sex</p>
<p>2. Kristina has more toys to use on Hope.</p>
Erotica Tags: Hope Ass, Hope Asshole, Hope Breasts, Hope Felt, Juices Hope,
Knew Hope, Kristina Face, NonConsent/Reluctance, Pussy Kristina, Rising
Higher, Uncle Brother
Average Rating: 4.58





TABLE OF CONTENTS


Ransom Demand

Ransom Demand Ch. 02




        Ransom Demand


_Eighteen year old Hope has been kidnapped in Mexico by a rich, powerful
politician. He requires that her Aunt, twenty-five year old Sara, become his
sex slave for thirty days. Hope is held captive to make sure that Sara
fulfills her obligations. This is a continuation of that story. _  
  
Visiting Kristina  
  
Kristina opened the door to the room where they were holding Hope. Her father
had allowed her to play with her today, to take her to her room.  
  
Hope turned toward the door as it opened, a young girl, her age, entered. Hope
was still bound to the chair, her legs spread wide, naked from the waist up.
Her nipples still ached from the abuse the three men had given them, the cool
air keeping them erect. She saw the girl smile at her.  
  
"Unite her and give her blouse back. She is coming with me," Kristina ordered
one of the men.  
  
"Yes, Senorita Kristina." One of the men began to untie her legs, not missing
a chance to run his hands up her legs as he did. Another undid her arms.  
  
Hope rubbed her wrists as she brought her arms forward, then realized that her
breasts were still naked. She brought her arms up, cupping her breasts,
feeling the pointed nipples pressed into the palm of her hands. Her blouse was
handed to her and she hurriedly put it on, the embarrassment returning of
being naked in front of strange men returning, even though she had been bound
to the chair, half naked for over twelve hours.  
  
Kristina moved towards Hope, her arm wrapping around her shoulder. "My name is
Kristina, this is my fathers house. Come let us go to my room, where you will
be much more comfortable and we will be alone." Kristina gently pushed Hope
out the door and they moved down the corridor, two of the guards following
closely behind.  
  
"Thank you, why am I here?" Hope asked.  
  
"Shhhh, wait until we get to me room." Kristina led her up and down many
hallways until they were at the end, two large doors looming. "In here,"
opening the door into her bedroom. They both entered, Kristina closing the
door behind them, the men still on the other side.  
  
Hope looked around the room, it was enormous. It had a small living room at
one end, two chairs and a couch. The bed was a large, four poster, canopy bed,
a plush comforter adorning it. Four pillows stood at the head of the bed. A
padded bench was at the end. The floor was carpeted in deep plush. Two large
windows opened to the outside, by the view, they must be at least on the third
floor. A large bathroom could be seen over to the side, a glass enclosed
shower that was bigger then Hopes bedroom, inside. "You have a beautiful
bedroom. Can we talk now?"  
  
"Yes we can. I have a lot of privacy here, though the guards are right outside
the door. They are very heavy, solid doors, so you could even yell in here and
they would not hear." She did not tell her of the cameras or the microphones
around the room and in the bathroom. Or that her father, uncle and brother
were watching them on television screens. No, she would not need to know that.  
  
"Why am I here, why was I kidnapped?"  
  
"You are being held for ransom by my father. In order to gain your safe
release, your Aunt Sara must consent to be used sexually for thirty days by
whomever my father desires. I have seen Sara and she is a very sexual and
beautiful woman. As long as she continues to perform, you will not be hurt. If
she fails, you are the one who will suffer."  
  
"How could you father do such a thing, why do you not stand up to him?" Hope
blurted out, afraid of how Kristina would react to the harsh criticism.  
  
"How dare you criticize my father! With parents like yours, you have nothing
to criticize," she shouted at Hope, watching her expression of surprise on
Hope's face.  
  
"My parents would never do anything like that!" she exclaimed.  
  
"No, then let me show you something that I stole from my father." She moved
over to the television set and put a tape in the VCR. It began, a picture of
Kevin, Hope's father, naked, his cock pushing into Sara's asshole as she
screamed in pain. "Maybe you would rather see this," fast forwarding until she
came to a part of the tape showing Karen, her mother, sucking Kristina's
fathers cock, it spurting her mouth full of cum as you could see her throat
moving up and down, swallowing the cum. "I don't think your know your parents
very much. I don't think you have any right to criticize," an anger in her
voice.  
  
Hope did not understand the whole situation. She could not believe that this
was happening to her. Only days ago she was in the United States, safe in high
schools final days. Now she was in Mexico, kidnapped, stripped to her waist
and molested while her aunt was a sex slave. And her mother and father were
acting like they were a couple in heat. How could this be happening, her mind
clouded, her judgement waning. "I'm sorry, I don't know what is going on, I
don't understand. I'm not sure what I should be doing," tears beginning to
form in the corner of her eyes. She was beginning to become exhausted. Not
allowed to sleep, bound, molested and always in fear for her safety.  
  
Kristina moved toward Hope on the couch, sitting next to her, putting her arm
around her and pulling her close. "I understand, it is tough on you, but you
must learn to obey. You still have a long time to stay here. If you are in my
room, I can protect you. But when you go back to where they are holding you, I
cannot help you. You will be at their mercy and they do not care about you.
You are just a way to force your aunt to perform for them. They will do
whatever is necessary to you to make her do it." She pulled her closer to her,
breathing in the smell of fear in Hope. She heard Hope begin to sob. Yes, she
had her now, she would do what she wanted. She looked up and smiled, smiled at
the cameras. The taping would begin.  
  
"Please protect me, I cannot stand those men. They hurt me before. Let me stay
here," Hope looking up at Kristina, her eyes pleading.  
  
"We'll see, as I said, you must obey, her arm pulling her tighter into her.
She smelled so good, so ripe. "Did they hurt you?"  
  
"Yes, they stripped off my blouse and bra and then they abused me. All three
of them, they put their hands all over my breasts, especially my nipples. They
seemed to love to hurt me. Their fingers would squeeze my nipples, pulling and
twisting them. I thought they were trying to tear them off." She continued to
sob.  
  
"Poor girl, I have something that will be good for them. It is a cream. I will
get it. Take off your blouse," her voice firm as she started walking towards
the bathroom.  
  
"Nooo, that's OK, it will be all right," Hope stammered out. She did not want
to be half-naked again, even if it was another girl.  
  
"I'm only trying to help you, if you would rather leave, that's fine," her
voice rather abrupt. She looked at Hope, her eyes piercing.  
  
Hope saw her expression. She did not want to go back, she knew what would
happen there. She was not sure with Kristina, but it couldn't be any worse.
"No, I'm sorry, get the crème," her hands moving to the blouse, Kristina
watching as she unbuttoned it. She looked up, Kristina still watching. She let
the blouse slip from her shoulders and removed it, laying it on the couch
beside her. She moved her hands up, covering her breasts, her head down, not
wanting to see the stare.  
  
Kristina went to the bathroom and got the bottle of body lotion. It was in a
non-descriptive bottle, so Hope would not know that it was just plain ordinary
body lotion. She returned to the couch, Hope still sitting there, her hands
barely able to cover her naked breasts, head down. "You are a very beautiful
girl, Hope, the boys must really like you. Do you have a steady boyfriend?"  
  
"No, I don't date much. Daddy is very strict. He says he wants me to
concentrate on school first, boys later," feeling a little bit more
comfortable.  
  
"Are you still a virgin?" Kristina asking. "Are you waiting until you get
married to give your husband your virginity."  
  
Hope blushed, "yes, I know it is old fashion, but I want my husband to be my
first. I want it to be romantic and wonderful. I don't even make out much.
Other girls at school let boys do much more. I don't. The evil men were the
first ones to even see my naked breasts, never mind touch them. I had seen
penises before, not real ones, only pictures. To see my dad's was terrible. To
see what he was doing to Sara and where. Why would anyone want to put his
penis in a woman's behind? I thought only gay guys did that?"  
  
Kristina smiled, a virgin. Not even worth asking if she had ever been with
another girl before. Daddy can have Sara, I want Hope she thought. "I'm no
longer a virgin, I was raped by a relative a long time ago. I've gotten over
it since then. Men can just be so selfish. Only looking out for what can get
from you. Here, let me put some of this special crème on you. It will help a
lot."  
  
Hope looked up and stammered, " I can do it, that's OK."  
  
"No, I insist, I almost feel responsible for what they did. Men can be such
pigs. Even my father and yours. Now put down your hands," her voice turning
authoritative again. She watched as Hope meekly lowered her hands. Such great
tits she had, nice full breasts, large nipples, I bet I could make them stick
out over an inch. And her areola, a rich dark color, accenting the pink of her
nipples. No wonder they wanted at her tits. I wish mine were as large, she
thought. "You have lovely breasts, much bigger then mine."  
  
Hope put her eyes down, not wanting to look directly at Kristina. She had this
feeling that something was not right, but the exhaustion and fear was taking
their toll on her. She no longer had the will to fight any longer. She was
tired. And anything was better then the men waiting outside the door. She
heard the swishing sound of a liquid poured in hands, the sound of the hands
rubbing together. She knew they would soon be on her body, bracing herself for
when they would. "AAAAWWWW," she gasped, the soft gentle fingers touching her
breasts surprised her. This is not what she expected. She expected similar to
the evil men, cruel fingers searching out her intimate body. "MMMMM," she
moaned, "that feels good," the fingers hefting her breasts, running intimately
over the flesh, massaging the smooth oil into her skin. She held her breath in
anticipation as the fingers moved around and around her nipples, but not yet
touching. They left for a minute, returning again with more oil, massaging
again. One hand hefting up her right breast, the other hands fingers rubbing
sensuously over her exposed flesh, still not touching her nipple.  
  
"Such lovely breasts, so smooth, do you like that Hope? Do you want me to
continue? Ask me, Hope, ask me to continue." Kristina played with Hopes
emotions, forcing her to ask, making her beg for Kristina's attention. She ran
her finger around the right nipple, still not touching, letting the nail of
one finger drag over the areola, watching as tiny bumps appeared.  
  
Hope arched her back, pushing her right breast further into Kristina's hand,
"yes, please, yes, continue, that feels so good," her eyes shut, feeling the
smooth hand gliding over her breast. Please, please touch my nipples before
they burst, she thought.  
  
  
"Open your eyes, I want you to look at me," commanding Hope again. She was
learning to obey, her eyes opening immediately. She watched Hope's face as her
fingers moved to her nipple, the oiled fingers running sensuously over the
hard bud.  
  
"OOOOHHH, GGGGOOOD," her back arching higher, pushing her nipple into the
fingers, she could feel her pussy getting wet. This had never happened to her
before. Another girl was touching her and she was getting wet from it. She
felt her nipple almost burst as the fingers rubbed over the nub, oil massaging
the erect bud, fingernails slowly running over the tip. She thought she could
almost cum from her nipples being touched.  
  
Kristina could see the lust in Hopes eyes, her fingers continuing the
exploration of her tits. Her other hand moved back to her left breast, fingers
searching out and finding the other nipple, shudders running through Hopes
body as her nipples were manipulated. "Do you like me touching your nipples,
Hope?" her fingers tightening on the erect nipples, now almost an inch long,
hard and erect.  
  
"It has never felt like that before, yes, I like that." She felt the hands
grab her breasts and gently squeeze them, her hard nipples rubbing over the
palm of the hands. They continued to run over her flesh, rubbing, teasing,
massaging the oil in her teenage breasts. Fingers pulled and tugged on her
nipples, not like the men, soft, yet domineering. She watched the hands moved
down, off of her breasts, her eyes searching Kristina's for why.  
  
"I wish had I big tits like yours, mine are so much smaller," her fingers
going to the buttons of her blouse, unbuttoning them to her waist, pulling the
blouse off and dropping it to the couch to fall next to Hopes. Kristina's
hands moved up to her own breasts, cupping them with her hands, her fingers
plucking at her nipples, feeling them get hard.  
  
"You have beautiful breasts, they don't have to be big to be beautiful," Hope
blurted out. She did not know how to respond, one minute her breasts were
being rubbed, the next Kristina was half-naked next to her, comparing their
breasts.  
  
"Touch them, rub some oil in them, maybe than I will believe you," Kristina
taunted her. Kristina watched the expression on Hope's face. She had learned,
having been taught herself, how to make a female turn submissive. It is a
matter of always keeping the individual on the edge, never letting them back
down. "I said touch them, I told you about obeying," her voice rising in tone
again. She smiled as Hope picked up the bottle of oil and applied some to her
hands, rubbing them both together, slowly, delaying the inevitable. "Don't be
afraid," her hands moving up and again hefting up Hope's breasts, her fingers
moving back over the nipples, watching as they perked up into hard points.
"See how good it can feel," her fingers tightening on the nipples, now almost
an inch long, a fingernail painfully dragging on the tip, feeling Hope's body
shudder, not in pain, but in pleasure.  
  
Hope moved her hands up and touched Kristina's breasts, moving them slowly
over the flesh, massaging in the oil. She sucked in her breath as Kristina's
fingers lightly traced over her nipples, feeling the fingernail igniting a
pleasurable bit of pain, not like that the men did to her. They did it to hear
her moan of pain, not of pleasure. She arched her back again, pushing her
breasts into Kristina's welcoming hands, wanting more. She ran her fingers
over Kristina's nipples, matching what was done to her, learning, her eyes
looking deeply into hers. They were not as big as hers, but the nipples were
hard and erect, the aureole not as dark, more of a light brown, but the size
of silver dollars. She continued to tease the nipples, copying what was being
done to her, feeling Kristina move closer to her, their faces only inches
apart, her eyes drawn to hers almost hypnotically.  
  
"Do you like it when I squeeze your nipples, Hope?" The fingers tightened on
the harden tips, feeling them squeeze tightly between her fingertips. "It is
not like the men did to you, only a girl could make you feel this way." She
felt her nipples pinched harder, loving the feeling of pain rushing to the
tips.  
  
Oh, God, it felt so good, Hope panting as they both continued to manipulate
each other. "Yes," her voice begging, "yes." She tightened her fingers on
Kristina's nipples, pushing a fingernail into the tip. She arched her back,
waiting for the response from Kristina, hoping that she would reciprocate.
"AAAGGHH," Kristina's nail digging into the hard flesh, the pain shooting down
to her wet pussy. She pulled back, stretching her nipples, hoping for more of
the delicious pain. It felt so good.  
  
"Yes, you like that don't you, Hope. It feels good." Kristina removed her
hands from Hope's breasts, her hands moving up to her face, pulling her
towards her, their eyes meeting, only inches apart. She pushed her breasts
into Hope, the electrifying touch as their nipples touched the naked skin of
each other. Kristina moved her body, slowly rubbing her hard nipples over
Hopes, their bodies jerking in pleasure when their nipples met. She moved in
closer, her mouth searching Hope's. She saw the puzzlement in Hope's face as
their lips met, sweet, hot lips, touching, her tongue moving out, searching
out Hope's tongue. It shot out into Hope's mouth, feeling for her tongue,
rubbing over her lips, bathing her with her juices.  
  
Hope was scared. It felt so good, their naked breasts rubbing over each other,
her nipples about to burst as they caressed the hard points of Kristina's
breasts. She felt Kristina move closer. She knew she was going to kiss her.
She was confused, tired, her defenses crushed. She had never felt this way
before. The lips touched her and her pussy seemed to get wetter, feeling a
dampness between her thighs. She felt the tongue and knew she would have to
respond. She pushed her tongue out, searching, running it over the tongue that
filled her mouth. She could feel the hot tongue, probing, running over the
inside of her mouth, the lips crushing hers, their breasts moving sensuously
over each other, the hard nipples pushed into each other. She moaned in
Kristina's mouth, the responding tongue acknowledging her response.  
  
Kristina felt Hope's surrender. She was hers. She had won. Now it was only a
matter of time. She would take it slow, making Hope beg for it. Making her
strip slowly for her, spread her legs. She hoped they were enjoying the view,
her father, her uncle, her brother. They had taught her well on how to
perform. She would do the same to Hope.  
  
Kristina moved back to Hope's mouth, her lips searching hers, her tongue
darting again in Hope's hot mouth. She felt her shudder again as their naked
breasts and nipples again touched. Kristina's mouth moved down to Hope's neck,
her tongue leaving a trail down, moving down toward her breasts. She looked up
and saw the lust in Hope's eyes, knowing that soon her lips would encase the
hard buds of her breasts. She let her mouth run between the cleavage of her
breasts, her cheeks rubbing hard against the breasts, her tongue still leaving
traces of hot saliva in its path. She moved to Hope's right breast, her tongue
moving sensuously over the flesh, tasting her, feeling her arch her back
again, waiting for the moment when her nipples would be touched. "What do you
want me to do, Hope? Tell me?" Her head stood still, her tongue running over
the young breasts, but still staying away from the hard nipples. She blew on
it, hearing a moan come from Hope's lips.  
  
"Your lips, put your lips and tongue on my nipple, please, please," she
begged. She tried to move her breast closer to Kristina's mouth, but she moved
with them. "Oh, God, please, please." Her hips moved on the sofa, her pussy
soaking wet. What is happening to me, she thought.  
  
Kristina waited, teasing, her tongue moving closer and closer, now licking
over the areola, the cool air blowing on the wet breast. She could see her
nipple, it swelled in anticipation. She blew on it, felt the shudder in Hope's
body and then wrapped her lips tightly onto the hard nipple.  
  
"AAAAWWWWW," she moaned, arching her back higher, forcing her nipple into
Kristina's mouth, "OOOOOHHHHH," feeling the lips holding it tightly, the
tongue now beginning to dance over it, stimulating it. It lapped back and
forth over the sensitive tip, bathing it in saliva, lips sucking on the dark
brown areola, sucking it further into Kristina's mouth.  
  
Kristina left a trail of wet saliva on Hope's breasts as she moved from one to
the other. Her fingers moved to the right breast, searching out the nipple,
still wet and began to lightly snap at it with her fingertips, hearing the
noise as her fingernail slapped against it with a light thump. She found the
other nipple, her mouth again clamping tightly onto it, sucking it further
into her mouth. Her tongue lapped at the trapped morsel, running over it,
bathing the tip. Her teeth bit down on the areola, more breast pushed in her
mouth as Hope begged for more. She let her teeth move back, finding the hard
nipple and begin to bite softly onto it.  

Hope felt Kristina's teeth on her nipple and thought she was going to cum. She
pushed harder, wanting more, wanting the teeth to bite harder. "Please, feels
so good, bite, please, harder, please. OOOOOOWWWW," her hips raising up from
the couch as Kristina did as she wanted. She bit down hard, grinding her teeth
on the delicate morsel. "OOOOH, YYYYEEESSS,' her hands reaching down to
Kristina's head, pushing her into her flesh, urging her on.  
  
Kristina pulled her mouth from her nipple, but not before giving it one last
bite. She could feel the nipple, hard between her teeth as she ground onto it,
Hope screaming in pain or pleasure. She moved her head away, her fingers
finding it again, both of Hope's nipples now gripped firmly by Kristina's
hands. She lightly pulled and twisted them as Hope moved her hips about the
couch. She moved her head up, looking into Hope's eyes. "Suck my nipples,
Hope, do I like I did. Can you do that for me?"  
  
Hope looked at her and then moved her head down, wetting her lips as her head
moved to Kristina's breasts. She wanted to do this, she wanted to taste them
as Kristina had done to her. Her lips touched them, her tongue already out,
lapping lightly over them, feeling them harden in her mouth. She sucked them
like Kristina had done. After sucking one nipple to hardness, she moved over
to the other, her fingers lightly rubbing the other one, keeping it hard. She
sucked in the other, deep inside her mouth and then she did as she was taught,
she bit on the nipple, her teeth grinding on the nipple.  
  
"Yes, you learn well, bite it," pushing her breast further into Hope's mouth,
grabbing her head, not letting it loose. "More, you know how good that feels,"
moaning. She let Hope work on her breasts, biting, sucking and pulling her
nipples. It was now time for more. She pulled Hope's head up, her eyes staring
into hers. "Stand up," she ordered. Again, Hope obeyed, standing before
Kristina, half-naked, her breasts glistening in the light, her nipples
swollen.  
  
Hope stood before her, not knowing what Kristina would do to her, but she knew
that her skirt would be next. She felt hands on her hips, holding her as they
inched down her legs until they reached her naked skin. They rubbed the front
of her naked legs, the short skirt leaving a lot of flesh above the knee. They
moved between her legs, pushing between her clenched thighs.  
  
"Spread your legs open," Kristina ordered her, her hands slipping between the
legs as they parted, giving Kristina access to her body. Her hands rubbed over
her thighs, feeling the flesh, squeezing, moving higher and higher each time,
teasing her legs open more as they moved towards Hope's pussy. "You have
lovely legs, Hope. Lift up your skirt, show me more. Yes, that's good, higher,
above your waist. No need to be modest. You know what I am going to do to
you."  
  
Hope allowed her legs to be pushed further apart as the fingers moved over her
thighs. She obeyed, pulling her skirt up until it was above her waist, only
her panties, black thongs, hiding her lower body. She unbuttoned the skirt and
let it fall to the floor after Kristina ordered her to, standing before her,
Kristina's face only inches from her pussy. She knew that Kristina could see
that she was wet, that she was enjoying what she was doing to her.  
  
Kristina's hands moved behind Hope, grabbing her naked ass. It was firm and
tight. "Turn around, you have a nice ass, turn and show me." Her hands nudged
her around, watching as she willingly complied, showing her naked body to her.
She ran her hands over the flesh, feeling the silky skin. Great ass for
spanking, but first things first. "Back around, Hope."  
  
Hope turned and faced her again. She could hear Kristina sucking in air
through her nose. She could smell the sex in the air. She knew that Hope was
sexually aroused. She closed her legs a little, allowing the thongs to slide
down her abdomen and begin to move down her legs. She closed her eyes, not
wanting to see Kristina's eyes on her naked sex. Fingers grazed lightly over
her flesh as they pulled the thongs to the floor. She was now naked. She felt
fingers urging her thighs apart again. She complied, willingly, spreading
herself open for Kristina.  
  
"You have a beautiful pussy, Hope. Her pussy was framed by just a patch of
pubic hair on the top in a small triangle. Her pussy lips were large and
swollen, tight together, even with her legs spread. Yes, she was a virgin. Not
much had been through those lips before. "Why don't us girls take a shower.
You can probably use it after being tied downstairs. And then we can get
comfortable and relax. On the bed. Come, into the bathroom. You will die for
this shower." She grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom.  
  
It was indeed a lavish bathroom. The shower was big enough to accommodate four
people, having two showerheads on opposite walls, both aimed for the middle.
Kristina slipped out of her remaining clothes, grabbing Hope's hand and
pulling her into the shower. She turned on the water, both showerheads
pulsating with warm water. Kristina grabbed a bar of soap. "Turn around, I
will wash you," twisting Hope's back to her. She moved in, her naked body
pushed against Hope's back and ass and whispered to her, "relax, I will take
care of you," her pussy grinding into Hope's naked ass.  
  
Hope shuddered as she felt Kristina push against her, both naked. She felt her
hands run the soap over her back, moving further down with each stroke until
she came to the rise of her ass. The hand moved over her ass cheeks, moving
gently over the flesh, each time pulling her cheeks apart, letting them close
again, to return to begin again. Hope's body tensed as fingers moved from the
top of her ass and moved down the crease, pushing the cheeks apart, the soap
bar running down until it moved over her exposed asshole. "Noooooo, not
there," her body shivering as she felt the soap leave and a finger return,
rubbing over her exposed flesh, feeling the tiny opening, the soap already
making it slippery. It moved down, now between her legs, reaching between to
run up her pussy lips, teasing as Hope tried to close her legs.  
  
"Turn around, now for the front, keep your hands down, you will have your
chance soon." Kristina looked into her eyes. She had got Hope hot twice and
then left her hanging. She would do it again. Bring her almost to the edge and
then stop, keeping her body aroused. Kristina's moved once more to Hope's
breasts, soapy fingers running over the flesh again, running teasingly over
the areolas, teasing the nipples into a high state of erection without
touching them. "You like that, you like when I tease your nipples, don't you
Hope?" Fingernails harshly scraped the tender areolas, the nipples near them
almost bursting.  
  
Hope hung her head down in humiliation, "yes, please, touch them again," again
arching her back, thrusting her big breasts into the waiting fingers of
Kristina. She felt hands on her face, lifting her head up, staring directly at
Kristina again, her face red in shame at what was being done to her untrained
body. She saw the lips again, moving towards her, her tongue wetting her lips
in anticipation of when the soft lips and tongue would enter hers. She
shuddered, the fingers gripping her nipples, pulling her closer, the mouth now
crushing hers, their tongues intertwining.  
  
Kristina pulled her mouth from Hope's, her rapid breathing showing that she
was again being aroused. Kristina's fingers continued to pull and twist on the
hard nipples, Hope's body shaking as she stood there. Kristina moved her hands
down Hope's slender waist, over her rising hips. She soaped her hand again.
"Do you want me to wash your pussy, Hope? Do you want my fingers to open your
fat pussy lips and run them over your virgin pussy? Tell me what you want,
Hope?"  
  
Hope trembled in anticipation, her pussy wet in lust. She wanted it to be
touched, her fingers clenching, wanting to masturbate herself into cumming.
Kristina had pulled her to the edge and then left her hanging. She had to cum
and cum soon. "Please, please, my pussy. I need to, so bad." Hope almost
jumped in the air as Kristina's hand grabbed her pussy, squeezing it in her
hand. "OOOOHHH, GGGGOOODD," her hips bucking up. She felt the fingers moving
over her flesh, the soap making them glide. Two fingers on each side of her
pussy lips pulled them open, spreading them wide, stretching them out until it
almost hurt. The gripped the lips and then began to slide up and down, pulling
outward as the moved, stretching, pulling, spreading her open. It hurt as they
moved to the top or bottom, refusing to yield, spreading wide.  
  
"You have nice fat pussy lips, Hope. Men will like that, Hope, men will want
to do many evil things to those fat lips." Kristina's fingers pinched the
lips, seeing Hope's feet dancing on the floor of the shower, but not moving,
allowing Kristina complete access to her pussy. "Can you imagine what it would
feel like to have a whip slap hard onto those lips.' She released the lips and
took two soapy fingers and began to run them up and down her slit, forcefully
pushing aside Hope's pussy lips. She pushed up and down, but stopping short of
touching her clit. Not yet, she wasn't ready for Hope to cum yet.  
  
Hope spread her legs wider when she felt the fingers move inside her pussy
lips. They slid along her slit, running over her vagina, moving up higher.
Hope lowered her body, hoping to push her clit into the masturbating fingers.
"Please, touch me, please," she begged.  
  
Kristina moved in closer again, kissing Hope, their tongues darting excitedly
into each other's mouth again. She felt Hope's tongue plunge into her mouth as
Kristina's pushed into Hope's wet vagina, spreading it open with one finger,
pushing in. She felt Hope's butt push back, her hand reaching behind her and
pushing on her ass, forcing her back. She kept her hand on Hope's ass, her
fingers sliding up and down Hope's ass crease, rubbing soapy fingers along the
crease. She took her mouth from her and whispered to her, "I know you are a
virgin, but you have no hymen. You may not have had a cock, but I have so many
new things for you. Now stand still," her finger pushing further into Hope's
vagina, spreading her flesh apart. Her pussy gripped her finger tightly. She
was tight. She was going to have to be stretched to take the dildos and
vibrators that Kristina was prepared to fuck her with. She moved her finger
around, twisting it inside her, rubbing it along her wet pussy. Kristina's
other hands were also busy. It searched and found Hope's defenseless tiny
asshole. She heard a loud exhale of breath from Hope's lips as one of her
fingers, still soapy, played over the tiny asshole. She could feel the elastic
flesh, so tender beneath her finger.  
  
"Please, not there, that is where my father put his penis in Sara. That is
disgusting," her hips trying to move to escape the finger moving relentlessly
against her asshole. Her hips moved back and forth, torn between the two
fingers working on both of her holes. "OOOOOW, she yelled as the finger
pierced her asshole and sank into her anus up to the first digit, her
sphincter grabbing it tightly. Her body tried to force it out, gripping it,
pushing on it, but the finger stayed buried in her asshole.  
  
Kristina pushed her finger deeper into Hope's asshole, feeling it slowly
stretch open her anus until it grabbed her finger tightly on the first joint.
Her other hand was gripped by Hope's pussy. She could not believe how tight
both of her holes were. She was going to enjoy Hope, stretching her open,
forcing her to take whatever she desired into her untrained pussy and asshole.
"Men love to take women in their asshole. It is their way to control them.
Women become very submissive when a large cock is forced into their asshole.
It is hard for them not to pay attention. Now, just relax and accept it, it
will be much easier." Kristina pulled her one finger out of Hope's pussy and
pushed in two, hearing Hope groan in pain, moving her legs wider, allowing her
greater access to her body. "That's a good girl," her other finger pushing
further into Hope's asshole, hearing another gasp, her hips jerking forward,
impaling herself more on the two fingers pushing into her pussy. Kristina
moved her thumb up to Hope's clit, pushing aside her clitoral hood, exposing
her clit. "You have a big clit, Hope, it's almost like a little cock, all hard
and erect." She began to rub it, the finger rubbing over the top, back and
forth.  
  
Hope would have fallen to the floor if it she wasn't so full of fingers,
pushed deep inside her, forcing her to stand up tall, her asshole gripping the
finger tightly, two fingers stretching her pussy, hurting as she was spread
wide. But the finger on her clit almost made her fall to the floor. She had
now been excited three times, each time Kristen backing away, before allowing
her to cum. Now her clit was finally stroked, the pleasure running up her
spine, into her brain. "PPPPLLLeeeasse, let me cum, make me cum."  
  
"Soon, soon, but not yet, here take the soap, wash me," her fingers pulling
out of all of Hope's orifices, the finger leaving the hard clit. Kristina
waited as Hope ran the soap over her hands. She felt Hope's hand reach up and
run over her breasts, fingers plucking at her nipples, making them hard. Yes,
she learns fast thought Kristina. The hands continued to manipulate her
breasts. Kristina knew that she was resisting, afraid of moving down to her
pussy. She moved her hands up, grabbed Hope's and moved them down her sides to
he abdomen, pushing them lower, forcing them down. "You know what do to, now
do it, I do not want you hesitating again, do you understand me?"  
  
Hope was trying to prolong the inevitable, but Kristina's hands made her
realize that it was useless to resist. She had never done anything like this
before, now she was going to have to, forced by a girl her own age. The hands
moved away from hers as she moved her fingers over the taunt plane of
Kristina's abdomen, moving down further, over her bald pussy, feeling strange
as her fingers reached the top of her pussy. She stopped, looking into
Kristina's eyes, knowing right away that she would have to continue. She moved
one finger down, finding Kristina's hard clit. It was like hers, large, she
grabbed it with her fingers and felt Kristina twitch in excitement. She rubbed
her finger over and over the female bud, watching as Kristina pushed her hips
further into her finger. She could feel the excitement in her own body as she
masturbated Kristina, like that which was done to her. She moved her fingers
down further, spreading a finger between Kristina's pussy lips, feeling how
wet her pussy was. Just like hers. She ran the finger up and down her slit
until finally taking two fingers and pushed them into Kristina's pussy,
feeling them sucked it, gripping them tightly.  
  
"Good girl, I knew you could do it and you have so much more to learn. Now my
asshole, put a finger in my asshole, Hope." Kristina felt a hesitant hand move
over her ass, a finger searching between the cheeks of her ass into it rubbed
over her exposed asshole. She felt the finger begin to push, harder still
before her sphincter gave up the fight and the finger suddenly popped into her
asshole, her sphincter muscle grabbing the tip. "Yeees, that's a good girl,
now play with my clit, get me hot."  
  
Hope felt her fingers grabbed tightly, embedded in the most intimate parts of
Kristina's body, hot and tight. She rubbed her thumb over Kristina's clit,
just like she did to her, feeling her body responding, her hips moving up and
down, forcing the fingers in and out, fucking the fingers.  
  
Kristina kissed Hope, their tongues pushing into each others mouth again,
their bodies pressed up against each other, tit to tit, pussy to pussy,
rubbing. "I think it's time to dry off and go to bed. You'd like that,
wouldn't you, Hope. You want to lie down on the bed and spread your lovely
legs for me, so I can make you cum?"  
  
Hope felt her body pulled from the shower, a towel beginning to rub over her
body, drying her. The rough towel ran over her nipples, the sensitive buds
springing to life again. She shuddered again when the rough tough rubbed over
her sensitive pussy, a finger pushing the rough fabric between her pussy lips,
over her hard clit. She had to cum soon. She was tired, exhausted and sexually
aroused. Kristin kept bringing her to the edge, but then not giving her the
satisfaction of a good cum. "Yes, please, tired, need to sleep, need to cum
first, please, don't tease me anymore."  
  
"No, you can't cum right now, but we will try something new. Come, let's go
into the bedroom. Let's see if I can make you happy." Kristina led a naked
Hope into the bedroom, both of them falling onto the bed, Kristina arranging
Hope's body so the cameras in the room would be able to see all the intimate
charms of Hope's. "You have a very beautiful body, Hope. Lay back, yes, like
that." She grabbed both of Hope's wrists and pushed them to the top of the
bed. "Grab the headboard and do not let go, yes, that's a good girl, you obey
well." Kristina looked at Hope, naked, all stretched out on the bed, arms over
her head, thrusting her breasts out. She ran her fingers over her breasts,
pausing at her nipples to pluck them into hardness again. She moved her mouth
down upon the swollen bud, running her tongue over it as her lips sucked the
breast further into her mouth. She saw Hope's body again begin to move, her
hips rising and falling, fucking the air. She loved keeping her sexually
aroused. There would be so much more of this. Even once she was allowed to
cum, she would only be given a brief sleep, less then an hour before Kristina
would once again awaken her and begin sexually arousing her again.  
  
Kristin moved down on the bed, her lips tracing along Hope's taunt stomach,
feeling her pull her stomach in as she left a trail of hot saliva, moving
down, toward her pussy. But not yet. First things first. She ran her hands
along Hope's hips down her legs. "Bring your feet up, bend your knees, yes,
that's good," watching as Hope allowed herself to be manipulated, her knees
now up, her legs clenched tightly together. Kristina looked at the camera,
pointed directly at Hope on the bed, hidden in the wall, unseen by Hope.
"Slowly open your legs, I want to see your sweet pussy opening for me. Please
me and I will make you cum." These pictures would be all over the Internet by
morning. Of course, Kristina's face would be shielded, but Hope would be shown
spreading herself open, like a whore, smiling at the camera. "Yes, that is
good, more, show me more," Kristina watching as Hope left her knees begin to
part, letting them fall open. "Keep your feet flat on the bed, just spread you
knees open, yes, like that, let me see your pussy flower open."  
  
Hope clenched her hands tightly on the headboard, feeling the air in the room
begin to blow on her pussy, now opening up, her knees mechanically lowering to
the bed to the side. She did not know why she was deliberately humiliating
herself, she only knew that she must do it. She heard Kristin's voices, softly
encouraging her. She felt a hand on one of her thighs, slowly pushing down on,
pushing it to the bed. It rubbed up and down, each time more pressure on it,
pushing it closer to the bed, fingers moving only inches from her pussy. She
could feel how wet she was, almost dripping out of her pussy. She had been
aroused so many times. She could almost cum from the sound of Kristina's
voice.  
  
Kristina urged Hope's thighs open, her pussy spreading open so nicely. Her big
pussy lips still covered her vagina, but soon that too would be spread open
for the camera. She purred into Hope's ears, urging her to comply,
complimenting her on how she look, promising her a cum. "Just a little more,
can you feel your pussy opened up? It looks so inviting, I can see your juices
glistening in the light. You like this, don't you Hope, you like showing your
body like a slut." Hope's knees were almost bent down to the bed, her feel now
flat against each other, bowing her legs open, her pussy now spread before the
camera. Kristina ran her fingers up one thigh until she reached the pussy
spread before her. Hope almost jumped off the bed when she touched her pussy,
but she kept her arms holding tightly to the headboard, so invitingly
submissive. "Just a little more, can you just show me a little more and then I
will make you cum?"  

Hope's body shook as the fingers touched her pussy again. She thought she was
going to cream all over the fingers. She could feel her pussy juice run down
over her ass to puddle on the bed. Oh, God, I have to cum. She heard the
promise of a cum, soon, all she had to do was comply a little more. "Yes,
please hurry, please hurry."  
  
"Yes, soon Hope, now spread your legs out this time, yes, that's good but
further, I want them opened wide. Show me that wet pussy. Further," her
fingers nudging the legs apart more, the spread now over four feet wide, the
camera pointed directly between them. "That's a good girl," looking at her as
she lay there, legs opened wide, her pussy lips now spreading open, the pink
insides beginning to show. "Now show me more," her hands pushing under Hope's
ass, pushing against her, forcing her to rise up. She loved making Hope
perform and she did it so well, so easily. "Higher, I can see your pussy lips
separating, I want to see your pink insides, can you show me, Hope, show me
that pretty pussy?"  
  
Hope felt the soft hands under her, urging her to raise her hips, her body
arching from the bed. Her feet were firmly planted on the bed, her legs spread
obscenely wide, now her hips rose up, her pussy pushing up to the ceiling, her
pussy lips spreading wide. She felt more juice from her pussy running down her
thighs. She imagined how she looked, naked, legs spread, body arched up.  
  
"Smile and open your eyes, Hope," the camera recording every minute of Hope's
degradation at the hands of Kristina. The finished video would sell well, the
still pictures only a teaser of what was recorded. She looked at Hope,
smiling, performing like a two-dollar whore. "A little higher," nudging her
nearest foot a little further apart, hearing Hope groan, the stretch of her
legs now becoming painful. Her hips were over two feet off of the bed.
Kristina ran her fingers over Hope's pussy, careful not to touch her clit,
instead running a finger up and down her slit, feeling the wetness. She pulled
back Hope's pussy lips, spreading her open for the camera. She knew they would
be doing a close-up, so she pulled tighter, watching as her vagina appeared.
She pulled harder, feeling Hope move higher, hoping to avoid the pain but only
succeeding in giving the camera a better picture. Fingers moved to her clit,
pushing aside the clit hood, barely able to cover the hard bud. She blew on it
and watched as Hope shivered as the camera recorded her every reaction. Her
clit stood out hard, dark red, aroused, wanting so desperately to be touched.
She knew Hope would cum quickly. But that would only be the first of many.  
  
Hope's back hurt, arched high, allowing herself to be spread open. But the
fingers returning urged her on. She thought she would cum as the speared her
pussy lips, pushing them aside as they ran up and down her slit, her pussy
juices letting them slide effortlessly. She heard the voices again and
complied, rising up higher, her hips now three feet off the bed, her legs
painfully spread wide, her pussy pulled open by insistent fingers.  
  
"Higher, Hope, I want to see your tiny asshole, you can do it," her hands
lightly slapping Hope's raised ass cheeks for compliance. She felt the body
responding, feet placed firmly on the bed, her hips rising up higher,
revealing her asshole to the camera. Another quick slap to her ass raised her
another 5 inches. "That's a good girl, you have to obey," the hand slapping
her ass again, showing her what happens to girls that do not obey.  
  
Hope felt the slap on her ass go directly to her pussy, her pussy suddenly
flooding the bed underneath her with pussy juice. She had never been abused
like this, spanked on the ass, her body forced into obscene positions, letting
herself be spread open. Another slap and she urged her body up higher, oh,
God, it felt so good, why should a slap on her ass feel good, her mind
confused, not able to comprehend the confusing signals her body was giving to
her. "MMMMMMGGG, nnnnnooooo," when she felt fingers running over her ass
cheeks, pulling them apart, revealing her intimate anus. She felt the hot
breath of Kristina blowing on it, she could feel her pucker move as if
welcoming the hotness.  
  
Kristina picked up a small paintbrush from the table near her. It was an
artists brush, over 3/4 inch wide, but of horsehair, very rough. She put her
fingers on each side of Hope's asshole pucker, pulling the skin taunt. She
took the brush and rubbed it over her asshole, having to follow around Hope's
moving body as she bucked from the sensation. "Stay still, Hope, this will
feel good," her other hand slapping her ass, this time harder for compliance.  
  
Hope moved her ass, trying to evade the strange feeling coming from her spread
asshole. She did not know what was happening, but her asshole pucker began to
flex in and out, something rubbing harshly over it. A slap on her ass, this
time getting harder, stinging, ordering her still. It was difficult. She again
felt something rubbing over her asshole pucker, fingers pulling it wide,
keeping it separated. She felt coolness rushing inside her, knowing that the
fingers were pulling her asshole open. She felt the rubbing over the edges,
rubbing harshly over the tender flesh, her pucker opening and closing like she
was having a bowel movement. The fingers became more insistent, her asshole
spreading open more, now becoming painful. The rubbing returned this time
forcing her asshole to respond, trying to close, but the fingers pulling it
painfully open. She could feel her asshole open and close, unable to
comprehend or respond.  
  
Kristina could not believe the performance that Hope was giving the camera.
The brush had turn her asshole pucker into a dancing hole in her body. It
puckered out, trying to stop her fingers from spreading it open, only to
confront the harsh brush, the pucker pushing in to escape. She continued to
play Hope's body, the camera recording every muscle contraction of Hope's tiny
asshole. Everyone seeing the video could only imagine what her tiny asshole
would do to their cock if it were them that fucked her asshole. "Very good,
Hope, your body seems to enjoy that." Kristina pushed a finger against Hope's
asshole pucker and allowed the camera to record Hope rising higher on the bed
as the finger was relentless in pushing in, forcing her sphincter to accept
the ravishment and accept it. The finger won out as Hope's asshole was forced
to surrender, her asshole popping open, the finger gripping it tightly.
Everyone watching the video in the future would be cumming from that scene.  
  
"OOOOWWWW, OOOOHHH, GGGGOOOOD," her body so arched up from the bed it was
difficult to keep her balance. She felt the finger enter her asshole, pushing
in. She felt her asshole gripping it, her sphincter pushing on it, trying to
force it out of her body. As her body began to lose its control, she was
forced to lower herself, her muscles tired, slowly impaling herself on the
finger in her asshole. She tightened her ass cheeks, gripping tightly on the
finger as it was now buried up to the knuckle, moving around inside her. Her
body was not used to having something pushed inside her asshole instead of
out, the pain racing up her spine, her asshole gripping it, trying to expel it
from her body.  
  
Kristina pulled her finger out of Hope's asshole, it gripping it tightly even
though it was trying to expel it. She let Hope's body slump to the bed, her
muscles having given up the fight, no longer able to keep her body arched and
spread. It was now time to give Hope her reward. "You pleased me very well,
you did a good job obeying, little girl. Now I will make you cum." Kristina
moved up towards Hope's head, "you may put your arms down," she commanded,
watching as Hope's clenched fists leaving the headboard. "Come here," pulling
her closer, her lips touching hers again, feeling Hope's tongue responding,
pushing in, searching out the depths of her mouth. Kristina began to rub
Hope's breasts again, fingers pinching the nipples hard, watching as Hope's
back arched in pain, her mouth moaning into hers. She felt Hope reciprocate,
her nipples rudely pinched, her breasts squeezed hard. She learns so well.  
  
Hope felt Kristina's leg move over the top of hers, feeling her naked pussy
rubbing on the top of her leg, wetness spreading over her thighs. She could
feel Kristina's pussy lips spreading open as she began to rub her pussy up and
down her leg. Kristina's hand found her pussy and squeezed it hard, her hand
soaked with Hope's juices. Hope arched up, pushing her pussy into the hand as
she felt the fingers running up and down her slit, moving closer and closer to
her clit, now swollen in lust. "AAAAHHHH," she screamed as fingers grabbed her
clit and squeezed it, pain turning into pleasure as the nub finally got what
it had sought for so long. Two fingers pushed into her pussy, sliding
effortlessly within the hot, wet cavern of her sex. "Oh, yeah, please, make me
cum, please," she begged. She felt Kristina moved closer to her, her body
laying on top of hers, knees pushing between her legs, forcing her legs
outward, spreading her open again. She was only inches from her pussy, Hope
rising up again in anticipation.  
  
"I'm going to fuck you with my pussy, Hope, can you be a good girl and fuck me
back," laying on Hope's body, feeling Hope rub her body back and forth,
obeying. The two hot, wet pussy's met, the electricity running through both of
their bodies, both sexually over stimulated, both hot and ready to cum. Their
tongues met again, their breasts rubbing against the other, hard nipples
pushing into each other's chest. Kristin grabbed Hope under her ass, pulling
her up into her pussy, her knees keeping her legs spread obscenely, her pussy
opened and ready. She began to pinch Hope's asscheeks, making Hope buck under
her, moving her hips up and down sensuously, fucking back.  
  
"YYYYEEES, fuck me, please fuck me," her ass rising and falling, sharp pinches
to her ass further stimulating her oversexed mind. She couldn't help herself
any longer, she had to cum.  
  
The only sound in the room was the sound of young female flesh pounding
against each other, the slap of wet pussies rubbing solicitously. Hard clits,
almost like tiny penises pushed against each other, nipples dragged painfully
across the chest of the other and the sound of panting lust coming from the
two teenagers. And the quiet swirl of the camera, recording every detail of
the forbidden sex. Faster and faster they fucked each other. Kristina pulled
Hope around on top of her, wanting the camera to record her ass rising and
falling on her splayed crotch. Kristina reached back, pulling Hope's ass
cheeks apart, spreading them wide, showing the camera her asshole peeking out,
her ass humping back and forth on top of Kristina.  
  
Hope felt her body turned, now on top, now being able to control her pussy
rubbing on Kristina. She felt hands pull her ass cheeks apart, but she no
longer cared. Legs came around her, Kristina's legs wrapping around her,
pulling her deeper on top of her. Their hips moved side to side, sliding
effortlessly on the large quantity of pussy juice flowing from the cunts of
both of the girls. "SSSPPLLL, SSSSPPPLLL," as they continued to rub.  
  
Kristin pushed her tongue in Hope's mouth, her hand reaching between their
bodies, finding Hope's clit, pushing her knuckle into it. "Cum for me now,
Hope, cum all over me," her hand gripping Hope's pussy as her cunt began to
shoot out.  
  
Hope screamed, "OOOOOHHH, GGGGOOODD, IIII'MMMM CCCCCUUUMMMing," the camera in
the headboard recording the face in ecstasy as she came from her first girl
sex. She could feel Kristina begin to climax, her pussy juice mixing with hers
as they both came. It felt like Kristina was shooting out gallons of cum on
her, not knowing that it was her. Her pussy convulsed in pleasure, cum
shooting out onto Kristina, dripping down between her spread legs to puddle on
the bed. Again she yelled, AAAAAHHHH," her body shuddering as she climaxed
again, her pussy rubbing hard against Kristina, "fuck, fuck me." "OOOOWWW,"
another climax hit her as Kristina stuck her wet finger deep into her
defenseless asshole, driving it into her body with a renewed force, dragging
another cum from her spent body. It twisted inside her, forcing her to ride
Kristina longer, forcing her pussy to rub longer over Kristina's climaxing
body. "NNNOOOTTT AAGGaain," she yelled, another cum yanked from her teenage
body.  
  
The camera recorded her body slumping down in exhaustion, Kristina turning her
over, raising her hands over her head, spreading her legs open again for the
camera. Kristina pulled Hope's pussy lips apart, her pussy juice clinging to
her virgin flesh, her clit still swollen. The camera pulled in for a close-up,
cum pooling on the bed beneath her, dripping down her thighs, her breathing
ragged. Her first girl sex and she had cum over four times. Her father, uncle
and brother had all cum. Wishing them were the ones that fucked Hope, planning
for when they would.  
  
_More of Kristina and Hope to Come _




        Ransom Demand Ch. 02


**Chapter 2: More Adventures with Kristina**  
  
Hope fell asleep naked, her thighs covered in her own cum, glistening in the
light of the room. The exhaustion of her bondage by the guards and now the
sexual tension and resulting orgasms by Kristina had taken the toll on her
young body, slumping to the bed, escaping from the reality of her existence
into a deep slumber.  
  
Kristina paced the room, still naked from her encounter with Hope, gathering
up some toys to use on Hope when she would wake her up. She looked at the
hidden camera aimed at the bed and slowly pulled the blanket off Hopes naked
body, exposing her to the voyeuristic eye in the wall again. Hope was curled
up into a fetal position, her breasts hidden by her arms, her hands tucked
between her legs. It had been a little over a hour since their sexual
encounter and Kristina was ready for more. It was important to keep Hope on
the edge of exhaustion, making her a willing slave to Kristina's domination
and control. Kristina sat on the bed next to Hope, brushing the hair out of
Hopes face so the camera would have a clear picture of her face. She could
hardly wait to see the Internet pictures that came from the last encounter,
innocent little Hope would be the star of the Internet. Many hard cocks would
be masturbated to the cries of ecstasy by Hope as she was girl fucked by
Kristina.  
  
Hope stirred, but did not awaken as she dreamed of feminine fingers touching
her naked body again. "MMMM," she moaned as the thoughts of her orgasms under
the skillful manipulation of Kristina raced through her mind.  
  
Kristina smiled as she heard the soft murmuring of Hope as she ran her hands
over the naked body before her. She laid Hope on her back again, her eyes not
even fluttering open as she was pushed back. Her arms were pulled up to over
her head, her naked breasts now exposed to the camera again. Small red marks
showed on her breasts, testament to the nibbling bites by Kristina on the
perky tits. Kristina ran her fingers over the nipples, watching as they
snapped to attention again, sharp points staring at the camera lens. She moved
her hands down the flat plain of her stomach, slowing pushing in on the tight
flesh until it reached the sparse patch of pubic hair, shaped into a cute
triangle. She moved to one side and began to slowly part her left leg,
watching as Hopes pussy lips slowly spread open to the camera. The leg reached
the edge of the bed and Kristina moved to the other side to begin again, the
right leg now moving until her legs were spread obscenely. She let her fingers
play over the open pussy, pulling back the pussy lips wide, her pink insides
exposed to the leering camera lens. She ran her finger between the spread
lips, feeling the moisture already begin to form. She saw the hips begin a
slow movement as her finger became more insistent, moving up and down the slit
until it reached her clit. She pushed the clit hood out of the way, exposing
the bright red bud to the camera. She placed her fingers on each side of it,
putting pressure on it, watching as she slowly squeezed it tightly.  
  
Hope suddenly realized that the dreams of feminine fingers playing with her
body were not a dream. Her eyes opened wide, finding Kristina playing with her
naked and spread pussy again. She smiled as she felt the experience fingers
again begin to stimulate her sex organ. "So tired, please, so tired," she
murmured, but her hips were already fucking back on the fingers.  
  
"I'm bored. If I can't play with you, I guess I will go out. I will give you
back to the guards and they can keep you company. Would you like that, would
you like for the men to tie you up again?"  
  
Hope snapped to awake, afraid of what the men would do to her. "No, please
don't go. What are you going to do?" she asked.  
  
"I want to cum again. Don't you?"  
  
Hope was tired, but the experienced fingers of Kristina were already sexually
arousing her. She allowed her legs to spread even wider, lying on the bed, her
legs spread in a wide "X". Her arms were over her head, her body open and
exposed to whatever Kristina wanted to do to her. She felt like she was bound,
unable to stop Kristina from whatever perversion she wished to perform on her.
And it was making her pussy slick in anticipation. She had never thought of it
before, but she was enjoying her submission. She wondered what it would be
like if the men did the same thing to her. Would it also make her wet?  
  
"Turn over on your belly, hands over your head," Kristina instructed her,
watching as she slowly sat up and turned over, first on her knees, her pussy
pouch peeking out between her legs. She watched as Hope lay flat on the bed,
her arms reaching up high, touching the headboard. They gripped the headboard
tightly, as if she was bound to them. "You like being ordered to perform,
don't you Hope. We will see how good you do. You will learn to do many new
things today. You will learn to pleasure me with your tongue, but not before I
eat that pretty pussy of yours! Good girl," watching as Hope lay on the bed
submissively, her naked ass pointed at the glaring camera.  
  
Hope lay on the bed, trembling in fear. Ever since she saw the tape of her
father putting his penis in the backside of Sara, she feared that others would
do the same to her. Kristina had already pierced her asshole with her fingers,
masturbating her to orgasm with her bottom stuffed full of fat fingers. She
did not know what was in store for her virgin asshole. She felt hands touching
her ass cheeks, rubbing them sensuously, moving them around, her ass cheeks
spreading open and closed, her anus exposed to the cool air of the room.
"AAAAWWWW," she yelled as a loud crack filled the room, a sharp burning pain
rushing up from her exposed ass cheeks as a hand had harshly spanked her naked
behind. "Why did you do that?" Hope yelled.  
  
Kristina smiled, her hand returning to massage the hot flesh, already turn a
light pink in color. Her hand reached down farther, pushing between Hopes
tightly clenched thighs, seeking out her pussy. She found what she was looking
for, a wet pussy. "That is why, your pussy is wet. You want me to do it." She
raised her hand and smacked the other cheek this time, Hopes body jerking in
response, but her arms clenched the headboard tightly, making no attempt to
stop the spanking or to turn over. "Yes," the hand slapping down lower this
time, spanking the tender skin of her legs right below her cheeks. "Spread
open, Hope, spread your legs open," the hand slapping the other leg this time,
watching as they slowly began to part. "Good girl," slapping a tender inner
thigh as it was exposed, seeing the leg push outward in response to the pain.
"More, spread wider, let me see your pussy and asshole open up to me again,"
slapping first one inner thigh before quickly moving to the other side, Hopes
thighs turning red in response to the abuse.  
  
The camera recorded every movement as the girl on the bed slowly allowed her
most intimate parts of her body to be exposed to the glaring camera and to the
sharp smacks of Kristina's hands. Kristina moved her legs wider and wider, her
inner thighs receiving the painful slaps as she did. She could feel the
dampness of the bed beneath her, knowing that her pussy was soaking wet.  
  
"On your side," Kristina ordered, pulling Hope over by her leg until she lay
on her side, her arms still tightly clenching the headboard. She pulled Hopes
leg up, her inner thighs now completely exposed, as was her wet pussy. She
bent the leg back farther, hearing Hope groan in pain her legs were obscenely
bent and her crotch exposed. "So open," smiling as she pulled her exposed sex
towards the camera. "Sllllapp," her hand beating on the exposed inner thigh,
only inches from her wet sex. "SsSSSLLLAAAAPPP," again, this time the other
side. Her fingers grabbed Hopes pussy, feeling the wetness as they sank
tightly between the spread lips. "So wet, you like being taken, don't you,"
her hand pulling her leg up high, raising Hopes ass up from the bed.
"SSSSPPPLLLAAT," the hand hitting hard on the exposed ass cheeks.  
  
The camera continued to film the spanking of Hopes naked body, zooming in as
the hand moved dangerously near the wet pussy. Kristina pulled Hope completely
over onto her back, grabbing her by her spread legs as she moved her into the
position she wanted. Her tits were arched up, her arms still clutching the
headboard, her legs spread wide, her pussy lips open. "SSSMMMACKK," a sharp
smack to the inner thigh, pushing the leg open even wider. "SSSMMMACCK," this
time to the other inner thigh, the flesh turning red from the brutal spanking.
Kristina waited until Hopes thighs spread open wider and then swung her arm
and hit Hope with the flat of her hand fully on her wet and exposed pussy.  
  
"AAAWWWWWGG," Hope yelled, her head popping up, but her hands, almost white
from clenching onto the headboard did not move, as the pain shot into her
exposed sex. She barely had time to recover before she was subject to a
second, more painful spank on her pussy. "OOOOWW," she cried out, her hips
rising up and down, the pain shooting into her brain.  
  
Kristina sat back on the bed, watching Hope as she whimpered in pain. Her hand
reached for Hopes exposed pussy and pushed between her pussy lips. She pulled
her hand away, glistening from the juices. "Would you like me to eat your
pussy now, Hope? Move my tongue up and down your slit until you cum in my
mouth?"  
  
Hope was embarrassed. Embarrassed and humiliated. While the spanking had hurt,
it also felt good. She did not understand the mixed feelings. Her pussy was so
hot, hot from the spanking, but also sexually aroused from the feeling of
domination that Kristina had over her body. While she never had anyone eat her
pussy before, not even a boy, let alone a girl, she knew that she craved it.
"Please, please," she begged, bringing her legs up and letting them fall to
the side, the plane of her sex exposed to whatever Kristina desired to due to
her.  
  
Kristina peeled back Hope's pussy lips, exposing the pink inner lips to the
camera. She licked her lips in anticipation. Hope was so wet and Kristina
loved the taste of pussy juice. She even loved it when it was mixed with
sperm. Her Aunt made her eat her pussy after her Uncle fucked her and dumped a
load of cum inside her. After a while, it became second nature, another part
of the sexual routine that her Aunt and Uncle made her perform. Just like she
was now doing to Hope. She moved her face down between Hope's legs, blowing
gently on her exposed pussy, feeling Hope shudder in pleasure. She felt Hope
jump, her body startled by the unexpected pleasure as Kristina's tongue made
its first journey up and down the slick pussy lips. Kristina could taste the
salty juice, her lips already soaked in the nectar.  
  
"OH, God," Hope cried out as the pleasure of the wet tongue running up and
down her pussy overcame her senses. Her hips moved up, her hands still
clenching the headboard tightly as she gave into the emotions taking over her
body. Her body shuddered as Kristina's fingers manipulated her clit until it
stood out, red and swollen and then ran her tongue over the delicate bud.
"PPPLLLEEASE, don't stop," she begged. The rough tongue sliding over her clit
drove her wild in desire, her hips bucking up and down on the bed, fucking
Kristina's face.  
  
Kristina hummed into Hope's pussy, her vibrating lips traveling through the
slick pussy. Her tongue lapped at the slick skin before moving to her vagina.
Fingers pulled it open, her tongue pushing into the slick chamber, the cry of
joy ringing out in the room as Hope's inner pussy pulsated on the darting
tongue. Kristina moved her tongue all over Hope's pussy, up and down the wet
slit, over her engorged clit and pushed hard into her vagina, lapping at the
overabundance of pussy juice.  
  
Hope felt Kristina's hands move up under her legs, pushing them back towards
her head and she knew what was going to happen. Kristina's tongue was going to
move back to her exposed anus. She did not know what the fascination was with
her back passage, but she did not have the power to stop it. The tongue moved
up and down her slit, each time moving lower, over the tiny bit of flesh
separating her pussy to her asshole. It finally reached its destination, the
wet tongue lapping at her tiny star of an anus, running over the shriveled
bud. Hope shivered in ecstasy as the rough, wet tongue rubbed her asshole,
igniting a lust in her young, inexperienced body. "OOHHH," arching her hips up
higher, giving Kristina greater access to her sex. "AAAAWWWW," her ass cheeks
clenching tightly onto the darting tongue, almost capturing it between them.  
  
"SSSLLLAAAPP," Kristina's hand shooting out and hitting Hope's ass cheek with
a resounding force. "Keep your ass cheeks open, don't you dare tighten up on
me again," she ordered her in a stern voice. Her tongue returned to Hope's
asshole, now open and exposed, the tiny opening clenching open and closing as
Kristina's hot breath blew on it.  
  
Kristina grabbed the headboard tighter, forcing her ass cheeks to unclench,
her asshole now unprotected and open. She did not have to wait for long before
the hot breath blew over it, then the hot, wet tongue began to lap again. She
gritted her teeth, pushing out on her asshole, trembling in fear, afraid she
might fart on the tongue lapping at her bud, but wanting to please Kristina.
She felt her asshole slowly opening, feeling strange again as she forced her
sphincter to relax and let the oral digit begin to enter her back passage. She
felt it stretching open, the tongue feeling hard, like a miniature cock trying
to sodomize her. The tongue entered farther into her, slowly moving into her
rectum, her sphincter forced to open to accept the ravishment of the tongue.  
  
Kristina could taste the slight musty taste of Hope's asshole as her wet
tongue ran over her slick back passage, the digit grabbed tightly by Hope's
sphincter. She still smelled sweet from the shower and she was use to the
smell of assholes, her uncle often forced her to lick his asshole while she
stroked his cock. And he was not as clean and sweet smelling as Hope. Kristina
reached over and picked up a strange instrument, watching Hope's eye follow
her hand. It was six inches long, a small shaft, a half-inch wide running down
the center. Four deflated rubber bags hung limply from the shaft. They were
made of a very thick rubber and were all connected to a large air bulb at the
end of the hollow shaft.  
  
Hope's eye widened in fear as she saw the strange instruments. She knew that
she was not going to like it and she rightly figured it was going to be pushed
up inside her virgin asshole. "What are you going to do with that? Hope's
voice trembled in fear.  
  
Kristina lifted her head up from between Hope's legs, a light coat of pussy
juice covering her lips and chin. She licked her lips, the salty taste of
Hope's cum filling her mouth. "It's going up that tight asshole of yours. It
is time you felt what it was like to be filled. Watch what I can do to it once
it is inserted." Kristina's fingers pumped sharply on the large air bulb. Four
individually spaced balloons began to inflate. The one closest to the air bulb
stopped when it was about the size of a marble, the next one about as big
around as a ring. The third one was bigger, the size of a small dildo. The
last one continued to inflate until it was the size of a table tennis ball.
All of them a thick rubber, rigid and unflinching. They would not shrink down,
even when squeezing out a tight rectum. "I'm going to pull them out of your
asshole when you cum. Each one gets bigger and your rectum is going to have to
stretch wide to allow them to pass through. Then it will shrink back down, to
again have to stretch, this time wider, to take the next unyielding balloon."  
  
Hope's hip rose again as the experienced tongue of Kristina returned, this
time to lap again at her spread pussy. It would do no good to protest,
Kristina would have her way with her. She settled back into the feelings
rushing over her body as Kristina sucked her pussy lips into her mouth,
stretching the puffy lips. Kristina's teeth bit gently on the flesh, her body
jerking in response to the new feeling.  
  
She gritted her teeth as she felt the evil instrument run up and down her
pussy slit, soaking up the juices that flowed freely. She felt the tip run
back down between her pussy lips until it pushed against her asshole. The
blunt instrument pushed against her resisting asshole, Kristina forcing it
harder against the virgin asshole. She felt her asshole begin to spread open,
the strange feeling of having her asshole opened, not from trying to force out
something, but from having something forced in. "Mmmmggh," she moaned as her
sphincter fought the intrusion, but finally lost the fight and the tip of the
instrument began to be swallowed up by her asshole. She felt it slowly sinking
higher into her passage, now entering her colon, the deflated balloons
dragging painfully inside her.  
  
The tongue returned to her clit, sucking the engorged bud into Kristina's
mouth, her tongue slapping at it like a punching bag. Another shove, the
instrument almost fully embedded in Hope's anal passage, her hips rising from
the bed to escape the cruel impalement. Kristina's hand followed Hope's
movement, unwilling to let her escape.  
  
"OOOWW," Hope screamed as the rigid instrument poked painfully into her colon,
her stomach cramping in pain. "Please, no more, it hurts," spreading her legs
wider, trying to relieve the aching pain. She felt full, the instrument now
fully embedded in her asshole, her sphincter continuing to spasm on the shaft,
the air bulb pressed tightly against her asshole.  
  
Kristina licked around the shaft, feeling Hope's asshole clenching on the hard
rubber shaft. "Accept it, it's not going anywhere. Take a deep breath now, I'm
am going to pump up the balloons. The smallest one will fill first and each
one will get bigger until the final one embedded deep in your colon fills,
opening your anal tract to a painful limit. You are going to have to get use
to having large objects forced into your asshole. Men are such pigs, loving to
hear girls scream as they sodomize virgin assholes. I have seen where they
coat a girl's anal tract with horse liniment. It is very painful, but it
forces the ass muscles to clench and unclench, giving a cock embedded inside a
very enjoyable masturbation. My Uncle has kept his cock inside a girl for over
a half an hour, not moving, letting her asshole gently produce a very
desirable cum for him. It was not so for her, the liniment burns terribly."  
  
"OOOWW, don't, it hurts," Hope cried as she heard the swoosh of air as
Kristina began to pump the air bulb. The first balloon, fitted snuggly inside
her rectum began to slowly expand, pushing out on her pulsating anal tract.
"NNNO," as it opened wider, stretching her more then she was ever, feeling her
anal tract go taut. She felt the first balloon stop growing, holding her
breath in anticipation of the next.  
  
"Deep breath, get ready, the next is bigger and will be in deeper. You can do
it, be a good girl and I will make you cum," Kristina teased Hope.  
  
"Ahhhh, Ahhhh," Hope breathing deeply, feeling full already and she knew that
Kristina had just begun. Another loud swoosh, this time one, then another
rapid swoosh. "OOOWW," the second balloon, bigger then the first, inflated in
her anal tract, spreading her back passage wide. This one was deeper, almost
in her colon, the skin stretching to accommodate the hard, rubber balloon.
"No, no more, don't do it again," Hope begged, moving her hips in a circle,
trying to relieved the strange, full, stretched feeling in her asshole. She
felt Kristina's tongue move up and down her stretched open pussy lips, lapping
at the juices flowing freely. Fingers moved over her clit, two fingers
plucking the bud from beneath its hood, exposing it to the rasping tongue
playing over the engorged bud.  

Kristina allowed Hope a moment of relaxation, continuing to eat her pussy, her
fingers poised on the air bulb. Two balloons expanded, two to go, the two
largest. She felt Hope's body go slump in her hands, reveling in her
experienced tongue drawing an orgasm near. "Swwoosh, swoosh, swoosh," three
rapid pumps of the air bulb, catching Hope off guard. Hope's hip shot up, her
mouth opened in a scream.  
  
"AAAAAAAAHHHH," the pain shooting through her asshole as she felt the next
balloon, the one in her colon expand rapidly. Her fingers turned white as they
clutched the headboard, tears running down her face as the excruciating pain
of the suddenly inflated balloon filled her senses. Her stomach cramped, three
inflated balloons now stretched tightly in her asshole. "AAGGGH, AAAGGH,"
unable to catch her breath. It felt like a lead pipe was pushed in her
asshole, a thick lead pipe.  
  
Kristina's tongue ran into Hope's vagina, feeling the contracting pussy clamp
on the hot tongue, trying to trap it. She heard her rapid breathing, her body
tense. She ran her hand over her abdomen and pushed down, Hope jerking in pain
as the hand pushed hard on the trapped balloons deep inside. "One more, Hope.
The big one! This one is in deep, where you are really tight. This is where
men like to push their giant pricks in. To make your stomach cramp, to make it
fight back and massage their pricks until they fill you with a cum enema. Get
ready, Hope."  
  
Hope sucked in a lung full of air, holding her breath, waiting for the
shooting pain that she knew was coming. The tongue continued its oral assault
on her pussy, licking up and down the moist slit, over the enlarged clit,
fingers opening and closing her vagina. She had never felt such pain before.
It shot to her brain. The rapid sound of five "swooshes" and the sudden
expansion of the huge, hard rubber balloon trapped deep inside her colon.
"OOOOOOOOWWWWGGGHHH, AAGGHH, I can't stand it, don't, please don't," begging,
not really knowing what she was begging for.  
  
Kristina stroked her body, her tongue and fingers playing over Hope's open
sex. "All full now, Hope. How does it feel to be stuffed from the inside? Now
I'm going to make you cum. When you cum, I'm going to slowly pull the balloons
from your asshole. It is going to hurt as they pop out your little asshole.
You are going to have to stretch real wide to allow them out. I want to hear
you scream in pleasure and pain." She returned to the oral attention she was
giving Hope's sex, her tongue racing over her oversexed pussy. While it might
have been painful for Hope, it did nothing to damp her impending orgasm. She
could feel her on the edge.  
  
Hope jerked around, her body tormented by the cruel balloons stretching her
anal tract, but also from the intense pleasure of Kristina's oral ministration
of her sex. The act of submission, forced to accept the painful stretching of
her asshole, forced to accept the female cunnilingus were all having an effect
on her. She could feel her body betraying her again, she could feel an orgasm
coming on. Her hips bucked up and down, pushing her wet pussy into the waiting
mouth and tongue of Kristina. "Yes, please, make me cum," she begged.  
  
Kristina's tongue lapped at the naked flesh before her, rubbing all over the
naked sex of Hope. She grabbed the shaft of the embedded instrument and
gripped it tightly. "Cum for me, Hope, cum for me," and slowly began to pull
the balloons from Hope's asshole. She licked all around the tightly grasping
anus as the smallest of balloons slowly began to push outward, forcing it to
open again and allow the withdrawal. Meanwhile, the other three, larger
balloons were being pulled slowly through Hope's anal tract, stretching the
passage wide.  
  
Her hips bounced up and down, the painful withdrawal mixing with the pleasure
of Kristina's tongue. Just as the first balloon began to expand her anus, her
first orgasm overtook her senses. She bucked up and down, her love juices
flowing over Kristina's face and mouth.  
  
Kristina felt Hope's pussy begin to spasm on her tongue, the orgasm beginning.
She pulled harder on the shaft, watching as the smallest of balloons slowly
expanded Hope's anus to allow it to escape.  
  
"Oh, God, you're making me cccuummm," she cried out. "Oooowww," the painful
passing of the first balloon through her clenching sphincter igniting a pain
in her at the same time as her orgasm. The combination of pain and pleasure
wracked her body. She felt her sphincter close again, the first balloon pulled
through.  
  
Kristina's tongue sucked Hope's clit into the hot confines of her mouth, her
tongue playing over the sensitive tip. She felt another shudder in Hope and
began to pull the next balloon through her anus. Hope's scream of pleasure was
shattered as the second balloon began to pull through her anus, stretching the
tight skin wide as it sought to escape the sphincter muscle gripping it
tightly.  
  
"AAAG, OOOWWW," another orgasm hitting her young body, another painful
withdrawal of the rigid balloon through her clenching anus. "No more, it hurts
too much," she begged, but Kristina already had two fingers pumping in and out
of Hope's vagina as her tongue continued to play over her soaked pussy. She
felt the slow, painful withdrawal of the cruel instrument in her asshole, the
largest of the balloons feeling like it was going to tear her delicate anal
tissue.  
  
"Two more, Hope, you still have the two largest balloons, cum for me again,"
Kristina's tongue returning to Hope's clit, this time gently biting on the
red, swollen bud. She began to pull again, the third balloon just starting to
open her anus. She knew that it would have to open wide, but the last would be
the worst.  
  
"AAAGGHH, slowwwwlly, plllease, hurts so bad," the slow, painful extraction of
the balloon making her anus feel like it was burning. "GGGOOD, not again," she
cried out as another orgasm was forced out of her as Kristina bit on her
swollen clit. "OOOOOOWWWWWW, her anus feeling like it tore as the third
balloon popped free from the confines of her asshole, her anus shrinking
quickly back to size. She still felt stretched, the largest of the balloons
now only an inch from her clenching anus.  
  
"One more Hope, just one more. This is the biggest, your asshole is going to
have to stretch wide to allow this one." She pulled on the shaft, watching as
Hope's anus began to stretch. Harder she pulled, Hope's anus now almost white
as it was stretched to painful proportions.  
  
"OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW, no don't, no more!" She cried out. Her body went limp in
pain, the pain blocking any future orgasms. "OOOHHH, GGGGOOOD, you're
killlinnnng me," she yelled as it felt like her asshole was being branded with
a hot iron.  
  
Kristina watched the last ball size balloon pop out of Hope's asshole, her
once tiny anus now a gaping hole, clenching and unclenching in response to the
painful stretching it had to endure. Kristina felt Hope's body slump down in
sexual exhaustion. She ran her tongue over her lips, soaking up Hope's pussy
juice glistening on her face and lips. Kristina got up from the bed and moved
toward Hope's head, kneeling down next to it. "On your back, hands down by
your side," she ordered her.  
  
"Now what," Kristina cried out, exhausted from the multiple orgasms and the
painful stretching of her asshole. She saw Kristina move over her body, legs
pushed on both sides of her head, her pussy only inches from her face. She
knew what would be required. She would have to eat Kristina's pussy and make
her cum, just as she had done to her.  
  
"Stick out your tongue and run it over my wet pussy. Do a good job and make me
cum on your face," feeling the first touch of Hope's tongue run up and down
her slit. The tongue was first hesitant, then began to explore in earnest,
moving from her clit back to the bottom of her pussy lips. "Don't forget my
asshole, tongue it like I did you."  
  
Hope's tongue moved all over Kristina's open sex. Hands held her head tightly,
forcing it up and down, back and forth, making her suck Kristina's pussy.
"Yes, you learn well, Hope, make me cum."  
  
Kristina's Uncle and Father watched Kristina orgasm on Hope's face, her pussy
juice coating Hope's face. They stroked their cocks as they watched the girl
sex. "I think we should join them, don't you," Kristina's father said. "You
can have Kristina, I want to teach this little girl what men want to do to her
body." He put his cock back into his pants and they began to walk upstairs to
Kristina's room.  
  
The girls lay slumped in the bed, satisfied, the smell of pussy juice filling
the room. The telephone rang, Kristina answering it. "Yes, Daddy. Yes, I will
make sure. Yes, I will get her dressed. Yes, something very sexy, a short
skirt."  
  
Hope looked up in surprise. "What does your father want?"  
  
"He wants us to take a shower and get dressed. My uncle and father are coming
to pay you a visit. Hurry now, get up and get cleaned up. He will be here
soon."  
  
"Why, what is he going to do?"  
  
"I suspect he is going to fuck you and make you suck him off. And my Uncle
will probably do the same to me. You don't want to say no to my father. It
could be very painful. Now quickly, get your ass in the shower. I will help
you," pulling Hope from the bed into the large bathroom and into the shower.  
  
_To Be Continued..._




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