Neighborhood Sex and Torture Club
CHAPTER 13
Knowing she had only five minutes to accomplish her goal and being
well aware of her mother's high tolerance for pain, Kim went right to
work. She started with rubber bands. They were thick but had a small
diameter. After a brief struggle, Kim could get two or three around
the base of each of Rosie's enormous tits, making them swell to even
greater proportions and turn a dark, red color.
Rosie stared into her daughter's eyes while the young girl pinched
and twisted her nipples. She was scared by what she saw. Kim's smoke,
gray, eyes were dark, and glazed with lust. Rosie saw coldness there
that she had never seen before. She saw that her daughter was on a
mission that would not be denied. The woman knew the girl would show
her no mercy, but then, she wanted none!
Despite her fear, Rosie tingled with desire. Her tits were already
rock-hard and throbbing. The twisting and pulling of her nipples had
made them stiffen and grow. They were at least an inch long and
jutted from her surrounding tit-flesh like pencil erasers.
Kim had rummaged around the basement-dungeon earlier and found just
what she wanted, two blocks of wood covered with fine sandpaper. The
original use was to put a fine, smooth, finish on a piece of wood,
but she was going to use them on her mother's nipples. Taking off a
layer or two of skin might be just painful enough to bring a scream.
If it didn't, it would at least cause her mother's twin bullets to
become extremely sensitive. That would at least make her unable to
stand the other tortures that Kim had in mind for her.
Kim grabbed Rosie's left tit, squeezing it roughly and tilting it
up. She placed one of the blocks on top of the swollen globe, the
edge just touching the brown, puckered, areola that was already puffy
with desire, and ran it back and forth rapidly, polishing Rosie's
pulsating mound of breast flesh.
"Uuunngghh!" Rosie moaned. Her tit was on fire! The sandpaper ground
through the top layer of skin, leaving tiny flecks of blood showing
underneath. The heat was awesome, sending a flame of agony to the
base of her aching tit, and farther, to the pit of her stomach where
it spread, eventually consuming her entire being. A scream of agony
rose up in her throat. The woman fought valiantly to contain it,
just barely being successful.
Kim moved quickly, sanding from the base to the areola around the
complete circumference of her mother's bloated tits. Rosie pressed
her lips together, chewing on them to keep from screaming. She
whipped her head from side to side, while tears streamed down her
face. This only increased her agony as the salty liquid fell on her
raw flesh. It felt like acid was eating away at her precious globes.
Rosie had lost all sense of time, she knew her torture was to last
only five minutes, but it already felt like hours to her. Kim,
however, knew exactly how much time had passed. She had only used
about half her allotted time. The girl could tell her mother was
almost ready to crack. Swiftly, she went to phase two.
Taking a block in each hand, Kim pressed them into the center of
Rosie's tits, forcing the erect nipples back into the softer tissue.
Her hands began to move, slowly, at first, then gaining speed.
Rosie's areolae and the ultra sensitive tips of her nipples were
being ground away!
"AAAeeeaahhhhhh!" Unable to suppress it, the anguished scream tore
from Rosie's throat. "No more. Please stop. Oh God, Noooooo! I can't
stand any more." Even as the pain exploded in her, Rosie felt the
familiar tingling that signaled the start of an orgasm. Her pussy
filled, then overflowed, with thick cream. Her clit swelled, bobbing
in time to Kim's rapid polishing of her tit tips. As the pain grew
in intensity, so did the strength of her orgasm, finally exploding in
every raw nerve ending in her body. Rosie lost all the strength in
her muscles. She hung limply, twitching and jerking uncontrollably,
while her orgasm ran its course.
Kim had won the first round. She became more conscious of her own
unfulfilled desires as she watched her mother thrash about, obviously
in the throes of exquisite pain and pleasure. An unrelenting feeling
of lust permeated her body. She had to have satisfaction and now only
two obstacles stood in her way. Kim was ready to attack Connie.
Connie presented an entirely different situation. Kim had seen the
woman take punishment and had heard the things her neighbor had said.
Jimmy's mom was a woman who truly craved pain. The young girl knew it
would take a herculean effort on her part to break Connie and make
her scream, especially considering she had only four minutes in which
to do it, but she had a plan. She hoped and prayed it would work.
Kim had Jimmy lay his mother on the long bench that dominated one
side of the dungeon. Connie arms were stretched back over her head.
Her wrists were wrapped tightly with a length of rope which was tied
off at the end of the bench, leaving her upper body totally immobile.
Connie's ankles were tied tightly to rings set in the legs of the
bench. The woman looked like a Spanish Inquisition victim stretched
on the rack, but Kim was not quite through.
As a final touch, Kim had Jimmy add two more ropes to the hopelessly
bound woman. One ran just beneath Connie's boobs, then under the
bench. This not only tied Connie's upper body to the bench, but also
made her ample bosom stand up from her chest. The second rope also
circled the bench, crossing Connie's body right above her pubic bone,
cinching her pelvic region to the bench and making her pussy
protrude more than usual.
Before she began, Kim slipped a pillow under the bound woman's head.
It was not out of concern for Connie's comfort, but rather, to make
sure the hapless lady had a good view of what was about to happen to
her. Fear was going to play a large role in Kim's domination of
Connie. It was essential to Kim's plan that Connie could see
everything that was going on.
Jimmy started timing when Kim fastened her lips around one of
Connie's nipples. She gently ran her tongue around the sensitive bud,
loving the way it responded almost immediately. As it grew in her
mouth she carefully massaged it with her pursed lips. When it had
grown enough to grip the base with her lips and still be able to
tease the tip with her tongue, the younger girl started sucking,
nursing on Connie's breast just like Jimmy had when he was a baby.
Connie moaned and tried to push her throbbing tit into Kim's warm,
wet, mouth. She was unable to move, even an inch, so she had to be
content with whatever Kim chose to do. When Kim felt the pulsation in
Connie's nipple, she knew that it was ready. It took less than a
minute to bring its twin up to a similar state of agitation.
Satisfied that she had done all she could to make Connie intensely
aware of her nipples, Kim moved quickly between the woman's spread
legs. She swirled the tip of her tongue all around Connie's pink
quivering clitoris, coaxing it from it's protective covering. When it
appeared, glistening from it's coating of female lubrication, Kim
captured it with her soft, moist, lips. Squeezing it gently, she
flogged it with the tip of her tongue, which brought cries of ecstasy
from Connie.
Connie closed her eyes. Her head rolled from side to side, and she
sighed softly as she enjoyed the oral ministrations of her son's
girlfriend. She loved being tortured, but had to admit this was also
very nice. Suddenly, an excruciating pain lanced through her nipple,
taking her completely by surprise and almost causing her to scream
out loud. Connie was barely able to control herself as the pain
intensified. Her eyes flew open as she frantically searched for the
object of her torment.
Connie was horrified at what she saw. Kim, with a sadistic grin on
her face, was holding a large sewing needle with a pair of
needle-nosed pliers. She repeatedly heated the frightful object in
the flame of a cigarette lighter then held it against one of Connie's
poor, mistreated, nipples. The heat was intense, but dissipated
quickly since the thin needle was unable to hold heat for long.
Now that she had the woman's attention, Kim moved closer, heating
the needle longer then quickly laying it against the anguished
woman's nipple. Connie heard a slight sizzle just before the searing
pain tore through her breast. She was using all her will power to
keep from screaming. Her nipples turned an angry red color and began
to blister. Connie could not remember ever having suffered such
intense agony. For the first time, she was focusing totally on the
needle, the flame, and her pain. She could feel herself responding
sexually, but she was in far too much agony to enjoy it.
Kim moved between the raving woman's legs. When she started heating
the needle again, Connie went berserk. This crazy girl was going to
burn her clit! She fought insanely against her bonds, hoping vainly
that she could free herself and escape the terrible pain she knew was
coming.
"No . . . Not there! Please don't burn my clit!" the poor woman raved.
Kim's upraised eyebrows silently questioned. Connie knew all she had
to do was to scream, or ask the girl to stop, but something inside
her would not let the woman give in. Her nipples still burned
furiously, and she could only imagine the incredible pain she would
feel when Kim touched her most sensitive organ with the hot needle.
She was trembling, both from the pain she felt and the fear of what
was coming, but more importantly, she was now amazingly turned on.
Her nipples ached and throbbed, still burning, but the pain had
subsided enough to let the other feeling take over. Connie was
tingling all over. Every nerve ending in her body seemed poised,
ready to erupt violently. Like Pavlov's dogs, salivating at the sound
of a bell that signaled food, Connie's pussy was soaked, love juice
pouring out of her and puddling on the bench below. She knew she was
about to experience the most horrible pain she had ever felt, but she
also knew it would bring on the best cum of her life.
Knowing that time was running out, Kim left the needle in the flame
a long time. She probably wouldn't have another chance. It was all or
nothing. Dropping the lighter, she quickly spread Connie's pussy lips
far apart, exposing the quivering mass of nerve endings that was the
core of every woman's being. The girl laid the hot needle directly
against Connie's clit, running it back and forth from base to point
on either side of the jerking nub. Kim heard the sizzle of burning
flesh and smelled the unmistakable odor as she branded her next door
neighbor.
Connie held her breath as she nervously watched the hot needle
approach her crotch. She tried to steel herself for the pain she knew
would soon hit her, but it was impossible. When the needle touched
her clit she heard the hiss as her lubrication turned to steam, but
there was no way to prepare for the tidal wave of horrendous pain
that followed.
Connie's eyes lost their focus. She saw only a blinding white light
to match the white- hot heat in her clit. The pain wouldn't go away,
it just kept building, spiraling through her clit, into her cunt,
through her pelvis, and finally taking command of all her senses.
Every nerve, organ, and cell in her body exploded, sending a rush of
adrenalin through her system. Connie screamed. She begged God to make
it stop hurting, then cursed Him when He didn't. Her throat was raw
and her voice was cracking when a marvelous thing happened.
The misery she was feeling mushroomed. When it reached its peak and
began spreading like the cloud from an atomic bomb, a transformation
took place. As intense as the pain had been, the pleasure was even
more so. Connie started cumming. She continued cumming hard, each
taking off from another, like a string of firecrackers going off. The
almost insane woman was screaming at God again, this time thanking
Him, praising Him for allowing her to feel so good, and praying for
the feeling to go on forever.
Connie didn't know how long she had been cumming or how often she
had erupted. She did know that it far surpassed anything she had ever
experienced. She had finally found what she had been looking for, the
ultimate orgasm. Forgotten, at least for the time being, was the
anguish she had suffered to achieve it. The way she felt now, it
wouldn't have mattered. Connie would gladly undergo that much pain,
and more, if this was the result.
Waiting for Connie to work her way through her cums gave Kim some
time to reflect. She had beaten the first two obstacles Jimmy had put
before her. The girl had done some awful things to Connie and her
mom, and she knew if the tables were ever turned, as she was sure
they would be, she would suffer horribly at their hands. None of that
mattered now, however, because Kim was still smoldering inside. If
anything, she was even hotter than she had been when Jimmy had
stopped teasing her and had proposed the game they were playing now.
Glancing at Bill, the young girl was discouraged when she saw his
cock hanging limp and lifeless between his legs. He had been watching
the show. How could he be unaffected? Kim desperately tried to think
of a way to get her Master excited and cumming all in the space of
three short minutes. She groaned. To fail now, after being so close,
would be more than she could stand. There had to be a way.
The answer was so clear that Kim was amazed that she hadn't thought
of it sooner. Bill liked punishing women. She had Jimmy strap her
into a spreader bar. Once her legs were fixed as wide apart as
possible, she asked the boy to suspend her upside- down so that her
mouth would be in line with Bill's cock. Once this was done, she
called Bill, and handed him the vicious multi stranded whip she had
in her hand.
"Whip me, please" she asked, taking hold of his soft cock with her
right hand. "Lash my ass, my cunt, and my thighs. Don't hold back.
Hit me as hard as you can and as many times as you wish." The last
part was almost lost as the young masochistic nymph stuffed his
entire limp appendage into her mouth, gripping his heavy, swinging,
balls in each hand and squeezing them gently.
Bill felt the blood rushing to his cock almost immediately. He
brought the whip crashing down between Kim's legs, loving the muted
groan she made, and the way her lips and tongue spasmed around his
rapidly stiffening prick. In seconds he had her jerking and jumping
with each snap of the whip, and he was rock hard, making it
impossible for her to keep all of his rigid pole inside her soft,
warm, mouth.
Kim was enjoying herself. Every time the leather thongs cracked
against her skin, tremors ran through her. She was still in sexual
overdrive from being so thoroughly worked over by Jimmy. Torturing
Connie and her mom had kept her at a fever pitch. Now, Bill's
whipping was making her climb right back to the animal stage she was
in when Jimmy quit.
She also liked sucking Bill's cock. Her mom had taught her well and
she found that she enjoyed the power it gave her over a man. Feeling
him tremble and twitch in response to what she did was a satisfying
feeling. Unlike many women, Kim had discovered she liked the taste of
cum. It's silky, slick, texture was pleasant as it coated her tongue.
The spongy, pulsing, head of his cock felt comfortable lodged in her
throat. She had learned how to deep-throat from the beginning, and
had never had a problem doing it.
Kim was getting to him. Bill could feel the jizz begin to collect in
his heavy balls. His scrotum tightened and the tingling feeling that
signaled an approaching orgasm was starting. He continued whipping
the girl energetically, enjoying seeing the red stripes spring up
from every blow. He directed the whip into her crotch, watching her
pussy twitching and churning in response. Seeing it open up like a
flower, damp from the morning dew, fascinated Bill.
Kim was beginning to panic. She knew her time had almost expired,
but Bill seemed content to let her continue to pleasure him with her
mouth while he amused himself by flogging her. She fought to clear
her head from the sex-crazed fogginess, so that she could remember
everything her mother had taught her about sucking cock and making a
man cum. There in the far recesses of her mind, mixed with lurid
images of sexual excesses with herself as the central figure, she
found an almost forgotten fact.
Keeping a tight grip on Bill's balls with one hand, and creating a
powerful suction around the head of his cock, Kim swirled her tongue
all around his purple heart shaped glans. She extended her middle
finger, pushing gently at his asshole. With a slow back and forth
motion her finger penetrated his virgin anus.
Bill jerked, slamming his hips forward, sinking his cock deep into
Kim's throat, when he felt her finger fucking his ass. Once her digit
was buried all the way, Kim started a soft, slow, massaging action,
searching for his prostate gland. The young girl knew she had found
it when he groaned and went weak in the knees. His cock expanded in
her mouth, forcing her jaws so far apart they began to ache, and he
started hunching against her, fucking her mouth.
With some experimentation, Kim found she could control the speed of
his fucking with her finger. It was all the information she needed.
She wiggled her finger furiously. At the same time she increased the
pressure she was using to massage his swollen balls, rolling them
around in the palm of her hand, patting them gently. Her tongue ran
up and down his stiff shaft, curling around, putting pressure on the
long thick vein that ran the length of his steel rod.
Bill lost control. His balls jerked like puppets on a string and
tried to draw up into his body. His pelvic thrusts got frantic and
out of rhythm. It was if he had no command of his own muscles. He
didn't want to cum. He was enjoying this far too much, but he
couldn't help himself. Bill roared as the cream erupted from his
balls, coming in thick syrupy spurts that seemed to go on and on.
Kim swallowed, drinking his cum in huge gulps. It was difficult to
do because of the tremendous amount of liquid, and her upside-down
position. Feeling that she was about to drown, Kim pulled Bill's
jerking cock from her mouth, and directed the last few spurts onto
her tits and face. She loved the feeling. It was so hot and thick it
felt like candle wax was being dripped on her. A small tremor
overtook her as her first orgasm shook her body. Smiling to herself,
she thought, "I won and that's the first payment!"
