” Mercedes quickly cut the cords binding her legs, and she again fell against her arms as feeling came back into her legs. She regained her balance, her calves and thighs burning with the effort, and stared in horror as Mercedes brought the knife right before her eyes. She shuddered in fear as Mercedes slowly ran the knife down her cheek, across her neck, and to the top of her sleeping-T.
Karen’s heart nearly burst when, with a quick motion, Mercedes brought the knife down, cutting her T-shirt down the front. A few more quick cuts at the arms and her T fell to the ground. She stood, stretched and bound before her two classmates, her breasts standing out before their lewd stares.
..she moaned in humiliation, her face turning red with embarressment.
A slight breeze blew threw the room, causing her nipples stiffen. Mercedes brought her head down, and gently lapped at her right nipple. The warm, wet, pressure of Mercede’s tongue sent a shock through Karen, and she jerked back, trying to twist out of the way, mincing on the balls of her feet to keep from unbalancing again.
Mercedes merely smiled cruely, and, grabbing Karen’s underwear, ripped them off mercilessly, causing Karen to swing out toward her and land hard against her arms. She regained her precarious balance again as her two classmates stepped back to admire her. She was stretched taut, the strong muscles of her calves, thighs, and stomach straining to keep her up on her toes, and her round breasts firm against her chest.
Tears began running down her face as they stepped close to her and began running their hands up and down her body, sending chill shivers through her. This couldn’t be happening. It just couldn’t.
It was all a bad dream, and she’d wake up soon. Please let it not be happening. She closed her eyes and tried to shut out the hands exploring her body, running over her stomach, her back, her sides, caressing her breasts and legs.
Suddenly she was brought back to reality by a sharp tug at her mouth. Ingrid was removing her ball gag! Another quick tug and it came all the way out, trailing her saliva behind it.
She quickly swallowed and began pleading, “Please, let me go…
I won’t tell anyone…
Why are you doing this?..
..” At which Mercedes and Ingrid burst into laughter.
“Please…
let me go…
” “Shut up!” Ingrid commanded as Mercedes handed her a long switch. “I still don’t thing you understand” she said as she brought the switch swiftly across Karen’s stomach.
“AAAAAHHHGGGG!” she screamed as pain flashed through her and she fell again onto her arms. The world went fiery red for an instant before returning to a dull throb through her midsection.
She scrambled back onto her toes and stared in horror as she saw Mercedes roll forward a video camera standing on a tripod and turn it on. Slapping her switch gently against her palm, “Maybe this will help you understand what your position is here. You see, we tape everything we do to you for the headmistress.
She likes to see how her new students perform.” Smiling behind her, Mercedes picked up another switch and walked around behind her. As Ingrid said, “You may begin,” Karen’s ass exploded in pain.
Throwing her hips forward to escape the pain, they threw themselves into a blow from Ingrid, burning across the front of her thighs. “AAAHHHH..
.NOOOO..
.AAAAHHHH..
.PLEASE..
.DON’T..
.AAAAAAHHHH..
.STOP..
. PLEASE” she cried again and again, the switches landing against her back, her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, biting into her nipples, turning her whole body into one fiery mass of pain. She twisted and squirmed around on the end of the hook, unable to escape the punishing blows of the switches as they flooded every nerve in her body with unendurable pain.
After what seemed like an eternity, she began to drift. The pain raining down on her seemed to spread across her entire body, leaving her in a sort of floating numbness. The pain was no longer pain.
..it was merely sensation, feeling, engulfing her entire body, increased each time a blow landed against her body.
She heard distantly, “I think that’s enough for now”–she had stopped screaming a while ago, she did not know how long, and, hanging against her arms, uttered only grunts each time she was struck. She felt her body being lowered to the ground, and two sets of hands carry it to a large, cushioned table. Her arms and legs were affixed to cuffs in the corner, binding her spread-eagled.
Gently hands ran across her body, sending shooting signals of sensation through her as they brushed against her bruised, reddened flesh. Every touch seemed magnified a thousand times by abused flesh, sending her higher and higher into a realm of pure feeling. It seemed as if she were looking down at herself as Ingrid gently took her right nipple into her mouth and began gently sucking, concentrating what was neither pleasure nor pain at that one point.
Mercedes was leaning over the table between her legs, stroking her inner thighs, and slowly, gently, placed her mouth over Karen’s vagina. Her tongue snaked out and licked up and down her slit, providing a counterpoint to the sensation at her nipple. Ingrid stopped and the sensation flooded into her groin, then moved back as she began sucking at her other nipple.
She began moaning softly as Mercedes pushed her tongue between her labia, and a shiny coating of liquid greeted Mercedes as she probed deeper. Ingrid moved from nipple to nipple as Mercedes moved up to Karen’s clitorus, now hard and quivering, mimicking Karen’s body, which was emitting low moaning sounds from her mouth. Mercedes pressed her lips against Karen’s clit and began softly massaging it with the flat of her tongue, feeling Karen’s thighs tense with this new sensation.
Karen did not know how long they caressed her body–she was above it all, riding the waves of feeling which were slowly increasing. She sensed a pressure building up from somewhere, slowly increasing, slowly drawing her back to her abused body, criss-crossed with red marks and throbbing, throbbing. Slowly the sensations around her tightened, grew, and suddenly she was back in her own body as the sensations became wave after wave of pure ecstacy.
She screamed and bucked on the table, felt strong fingers digging into her thighs and a quick tongue flicking her clit, felt a mouth sucking almost painfully on her breast. She beat her body against the table, thrusting her hips forward and back, forward and back, thrusting her chest up and down, up and down, as all the sensations of the night, every feeling which had burned its way through her nerves, came back to her as almost unendurable ecstasy. Slowly her orgasm broke, and her thrashing stopped, and she lay, bound to the table, her chest rising and falling raggedly as she sucked in great gasps of air.
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