Mom's Mistake
Chapter 7
It took some doing, but somehow they managed to get mom's tits separated
from the vises without taking off too much skin. The use of a considerable
amount of vegetable oil to soften up her breast skin and a lot of patience using
model-making knives to carefully peel away the skin from the vise faces that was
only burned but not charred, did the trick. Mom didn't help matters much by
jerking around in her bonds and screaming at the top of her lungs whenever one
of the nerds using a knife slipped up and cut off some flesh with the skin. Elf
finally had enough of her noise making and ordered her to be gagged once more,
which helped matters considerably.
Once they got mom out of her seat and free of her bonds and the gag, she
proceeded to give them an earful and for that little display she found herself
back in the soup, so to speak. Generally nerds are pretty tame, but this pack
had been getting slammed by their prisoner for much too long and so they reacted
a bit violently to her harangue. A giant nerd by the name of Atlas got mom in a
strangle hold and in no time flat her eyes were on the verge of popping out from
their sockets. While she was thus occupied, another nerd got close enough to her
flailing form to let her have a good kick to the crotch. Unfortunately for mom,
this particular nerd was a seond degree black belt and his kick nearly crippled
her for life. Another nerd landed a shot to her skull with his home-made
blackjack, and mom was out like a light. Elf called a halt to the proceedings
for fear that any further use of force might damage mom to the point that she'd
need hospitalization. This did not mean that she was off the hook, far from it.
Elf decided that mom needed a lesson or two before they put her in the
duffel bag and transported her back to her owners. He had her dragged over to
the electric chair and strapped in once more. This time he glued the electrodes
to the unconscious pain slut's temples. Then they roused her by passing a butane
torch just beneath her big tits. As soon as she was aware of her surroundings,
the switch was thrown and she took a major jolt of juice through her befogged
brain. Elf asked her a few questions such as " Did she want to get fucked some
more?', which she responded to immediately with a vigorous nodding of her head.
He announced that was the wrong answer and she received another dose of
electrons that raced through her skull, frying all sorts of brain cells in the
process. Mom still got the answer to that question wrong, but this time it took
her a few seconds before she made a slight nod and then remained with her head
slumped against her badly burned and skinned tits. The third time proved to be
the charm. They gave her a massive blast of electricity, so much in fact that
the lights in the house and the surrounding homes actually dimmed. This time
when she was questioned, she just gave Elf a blank stare and drooled from the
corners of her mouth.
Although mom was no longer interested in doing the nasty with the
nerds,this didn't mean they weren't eager to get a few final sendoffs into their
guest before she was taken away from them. Elf had the gang move their living
blow-up doll to a low bench and make sure she was securely restrained. They used
plastic ties to bind her wrists so tightly that they disappeared into her
swollen flesh within minutes. For laughs they put double ties around her bloated
tits and in no time at all they were again the size of bowling balls and turning
as black as the ace of spades. To make it even more entertaining, they also tied
off her nipples, which took some doing, but the nerds could do amazingly things
once they put their minds to it.
Two lines formed at opposite ends of the bench upon which the nearly
senseless fuck pig was bound with straps to keep her still for whatever torment
the nerds could dream up to do to her as their way of saying "Thanks it's been
fun for us and we hope it's been pure hell for you." Elf decreed that no nerd
worth his salt would actually fornicate in any standard manner with this less
than ideal sex surrogate. He challenged his nerd posse to come up with creative
ideas to get off without allowing the fuckmeat to derive any enjoyment
whatsoever from the act. They reponded in true nerd fashion, doing their best to
bring her as close to death as she could tolerate and leaving her with memories
that would trigger off nightmares for the next month or until they had another
go at her.
Mom's head was dangling over the edge of the bench, making it easy for
any nerd, even those not worth their salt, to stick his hard cock down her
throat to make her gag on it until she finally passed out. To make her even more
cooperative, a dental fixture was inserted into her mouth and racheted open
until her jaws were on the verge of becoming unhinged. One of the meaner and
smarter nerds came up with the idea of stuffing cotton in her nostrils to make
it even harder for her to get any air. Now she could be asphixiated even faster,
but that was too simple for the group. It was a lot more fun to slowly slide
one's dick down her throat until her eyes bulged, and then draw it out just long
enough for her to gasp for a precious gulp of air before the hard length of cock
was once more plugging her throat.
Then they came up with the team throat gag. Two nerds stood on opposite
sides and took turns gagging her, going straight down her throat and then back
out as fast as they could, then letting the other take his turn. This was
repeated until mom's face turned blue. Attempts to turn this game into a three
nerd effort were unsuccessful, but they had a good time trying. Then they
graduated to the simultaneous throat block, two dicks jammed down her sore
gullet and held steady as she made all sorts of weird whistling sounds just
before a mixture of puke and saliva pushed the wads of cotton from her nostrils.
All the while these fun and games were taking place, mom's tits were becoming
blacker and even more bloated from the ties that had disappeared into her
swollen tit flesh. Her noosed nipples looked like a pair of black mushrooms
pushing up from the blue-black areolas on her distended tits. It was truly
amazing just how hard those bloated bags and nips got from being almost garroted
by the ties.
There were some nerds who were more into humiliation and degradation
than their peers. However since fuckmeat was out of it, their efforts did not
come to fruition. Despite this, they did their best, taking turns to have her
lick and suck their assholes. After numerous frustrating experiences, they took
to pissing down her throat which was great fun. If she got slow on the intake
there was a good chance that she'd get piss in her lungs which would lead to
some major coughing fits, made even more painful by additional streams of piss
flowing south as she was trying to upchuck previously ingested liquid wastes
north. There were times when mom did a pretty good imitation of a fountain as
she spewed up loads of piss, only to be flooded by even more contributions. Even
the nerds who were using her cunt got into the act, moving from her swollen,
dried up cunt to empty their bladders into her propped open mouth.
Once everyone had pissed themselves dry, a few of the more creative
nerds went upsatirs to the kitchen to see what they could scrounge up that might
go down their captive's throat without causing her any serious internal
distress. The nerds carefully read every label before making a decision on
whether it should be fed into their living blow-up doll. There were enough
acceptable items that very soon mom's belly was so swollen that she looked as if
she was at least a month overdue with triplets.
Oxidizers like bleach and hydrogen peroxide were diluted in plenty of
water to avoid badly burning the lining of their guest's throat and innards.
However a lot less water was employed when it came to detergents and most
household cleaners, which she ingested by the quart. In the case of vinegar she
swallowed over a pint straight from the bottle and had a very hard time keeping
it down until one of the nerds followed a big slug with some bicarbonate of soda
that calmed things down in her stomach, at least enough so that she wasn't
spewing it back out after a minute or so. Finally they made her chug nearly a
quart of cooking oil mixed with some lard they found moldering in the back of
the refrigerator. Mom passed out and stayed out despite numerous efforts to
revive her.It didn't appear she was in any great difficulty, since she was still
breathing regularly and twitching only on occasion.
Those nerds who had opted to do bad things to her genitals and internal
sex organs were undeterred by her being unconscious. It seems that her
production of pussy juice continued unabated even while she was out cold. Thus
they had a good indicator of how she was reacting to being fisted, having her
vagina stuffed with pastes and compounds guaranteed to eat away the mucus
membrane that was the last line of defense for her fun tunnel, and blasts of
cold water that were squirted into her vagina by a high pressure hose that was
so powerful it could, and did tilt her uterus. However these treatments were
only a prelude to the process of decorating their sex slave so that all who used
her afterwards knew whose property she was. This did not make her owners very
happy, but some of the decorations proved to be rather permanent.
One nerd had modified a Dremel tool to operate like a tattoo needle; the
details are too complicated to describe, but it worked in a sense. Unlike the
tattooist's reciprocating needle, this version worked by using micro beads of
glass to literally blast the skin away in an extremely small area. Using tiny
stencils made from a thin but sturdy alloy that was machined using a computer
assisted design program, the subject could be effectively tattooed. The deeper
the original wound, the more permanent the tattoo. For this procedure, the nerd
operator had to wear a magnifying lens similar to those used by surgeons.
It took nearly a half hour to emboss the area around mom's cunt with
the words "PROPERTY OF ELF'S POSSE". Another fifteen minutes were required to
create a arrow starting just below her navel that ran down to the top of her
cunt. At the tip of the arrow were stenciled the words "INSERT COCK HERE".
Neither was very original, but by her next visit there would be plenty of novel
inscriptions ready to be applied to various portions of her anatomy, including
as it turned out, her tongue. Unfortunately mom's current comatose state
precluded the usual screams and howls that a normal woman would have produced
had she been marked with this fiendish tool.
All good things must come to an end, and so it was with mom's first
visit to Elf and his posse. The final act of the nerds was both crude and
brutal, not at all in keeping with their claim of superior taste and
intelligence. This was one of the main reasons that nerds are nerds, they cannot
see themselves, no matter how long they stand in front of the mirror. They
hammered a number of tapered pieces of wood purloined (another nerd affectation,
others steal, nerds purloin) from the school wood shop into mom's fucked out
cunt and gaping asshole, until both orifices were closed tight with a solid ring
of wooden stakes. They got this idea from a Piccard graphic novel. Satisfied
that their work was over for this session, Elf had mom stuffed into the duffel
bag and taken out to the car for delivery back to her point of origin.
Honey and I hit the ceiling when we saw her condition and realized that
she would be unable to fulfill the needs of the customer who would be arriving
shortly to collect her. Worse still, those stupid little pricks hadn't bothered
to remove the ties from mom's tits and nipples, not to mention her wrists. It
took us nearly ten minutes of very hard work to manage to remove them from her
and then we had to listen to her screaming her head off until Honey forced half
a bottle of booze down her throat to shut mom up. I won't even go into the
problems we had getting those wooden stakes out of her cunt and asshole.
There was hell to pay for this excessive mistreatment of our property
and it took some doing before an accommodation of sorts could be worked out
between Elf and us. Of interest it involved the incorporation of some members of
the newly formed Nerdette Ladies Auxilliary that sealed the deal. How this came
to pass will be the subject of a future installment of this little tale.
( To be continued)
