New Boston City (Part 2)
The young woman knew at this point that it would be useless to add anything. So
she went on the bed to be canned.
-" Take your pillow, fold it and put it under your bottom please."
Sally did it, knowing this would be used to heighten the lower part of her bell,
where the canning would strike her.
-" I will now cane give you ten blows on your abdomen and five on your breasts.
You will not be tied and the canning might be extremely painful, especially on
your chest, but you are not allowed to move or protect your body. If you do so,
I'll add a new blow each time you shift your position, given immediately on the
part of your body I am canning, Ok ?
-Ok...
-So let's start".
As it goes down under Sally's navel, the cane makes a snapping noise that tells
a lot about the pain that the blow has delivered.
The girl winces, and feels the terrible pain grow meeting by accident the eyes
of Vivian who had just stood up.
Reading the sadness in the glance of her friend, Vivian said : "Oh".
Sally who received the second blow precisely at this moment and uttered a soft
moan, couldn't hear that.
The fact that she was canned exactly where her belly had been beaten by the
guard increased the twinges in her abdomen, and the canning went on and on until
her skin between her pubic hair and her navel was covered with long, burning
marks that were all very lose to bleeding.
When it finished, Sally, who had never moved despite the terrible agony of her
whipped belly, was crying silently, her fists clenched and her whole body
shivering.
Seeing the marks on her friend's belly, Vivian cried too, because she felt
unutterably sad for her lover, and also because she knew she would be next.
The captain Jarlad looked at the marked belly, and raised her eyebrows.
-" Not a single move, that's great, usually I always have to add one or two
blows. Let's see if you can do the same as I cane your breasts my child."
The fat man's breath became faster and faster.
The canning of the breasts would be extremely painful and he knew it.
Vivian, as the fact that her lover would actually have her lovely round breasts
canned, uttered a soft " Oh no, not her breasts..." And received a blow in the
back from the guard situated behind her.
Sally clenched her fists so much that her knuckles were completely white.
She also clenched her teeth not to shout when she is canned.
But when the cane hit her chest, her will collapsed literally in front of such a
pain and she howled and held her agonizing breasts, her face deformed by the
extreme pain.
The captain had stricken her as hard she had done on her belly, and Sally
clearly thought that she would hit her breasts in a softer way.
She cried continuously, shaking on the bed.
-" No... No...Not that hard... You can't hit my breasts that hard... No..."
The captain Jarlad frowned to the fat man who smiled out his extreme pleasure,
manically touching his genitals, and then she said.
-" Please stay still, I will not add a blow this time because you didn't know it
would hurt that much ok ? But the next time you move you'll get an extra one. "
The fat man said :
-" What, but it's the rule, she deserves it."
The captain said "shut up " to him one more time and waited a few seconds before
Sally was back in the position to be canned anew.
And thus she was canned a second, a third and a fourth time, on her breasts and
hard enough to let on the soft skin a mark that clearly wouldn't go away soon.
And during these three blows, she didn't move, she just clenched her fists until
her short nails made her palms bleed and shouted her pain, crying, shaking,
sweating, until the fourth blow achieved to annihilate her resistance and she
fainted shortly, to be roused by the next blow and then, instinctively, she put
her hands in front of her breasts, dizzy with pain, unable even to speak to say
no, and had her hands canned before the captain declared : "This time you'll get
an extra one".
So she received two more blows and, when it stopped, she bent her head to see
her chest, saw the six marks on her fragile skin and said : " It's disgusting...
It's disgusting to do that to someone."
Her nice, apple shaped breasts were aching so much that she felt like she was
going to throw up soon.
Her areoles had been hit hard a few times, and the two of them had bled a little
bit.
-" You've made my breasts... Bleed..."
She moaned sadly and took her throbbing breasts in her hands, carefully.
The scene was so sad that, despite the warning of the guard, Vivian came to her
and took her in her arms for a quick cuddle that was allowed by the captain who
held back the guard for a few seconds before she let him strike Vivian on the
back.
The captain Jarlad, watched Sally cry and be in pain with and expression
displaying indecently the mute satisfaction of a well done job.
And just after she made a sign to the guard so that he hit her lover in the
back, she said :
-" Well it's your time now Vivian."
And, of course when it dawned on her that she would make her breasts bleed as
she had done with Sally, she started to yell and look as if she would struggle
not to undergo the same punishment.
-" No !! No !! Not on my breasts !!! Why ?!! I don't..."
Then she received two quite hard strokes : one on her back and the second under
her navel, and Sally said to her, in a soft voice that exhaustion and pain had
rendered coarse.
-" Don't resist Viv. They'll do it whatever you try. Don't resist, you'll only
get more blows."
Terrified, Vivian went on the bed, laid flat on her back and was asked to put
the pillow behind her bottom and started to cry as she did it, in a very sad
way, because she knew it would heighten her belly and thus she wouldn't even be
able to contract her muscles.
When the cane whipped her skin for the first time, she shouted and turned her
head toward Sally to find some comfort, but her lover had sat on a chair and
still cried, holding her breasts, without looking at what happened to her, not
because she didn't care, but because it was too hard to watch when she couldn't
do anything.
Vivian bore the first four strokes bravely, clenching her fists as Sally had
done, and moaning between clenched teeth.
But after the fifth blow, it was too much for her to stay still, and she
doubled-up, curled up on the bed, whining and repeating that she would not be
able to stand it, that it was too painful.
A blow with a stick on her ribs made her try hard and succeed in receiving the
six other strokes without moving.
Then, as it was finished, she moved her head so that she could see the marks on
her abdomen and said : " Oh no" before she gave a quick look to her little round
breasts and the small pink areoles that clearly expressed the extreme frailty of
this part of her body and, sobbing, her face drenched with tears, she implored
the captain.
-" You won't do that to my breasts ?!! On the belly it's awful, but on my
breasts ?!! "
She turned her terrified stare towards Sally who was sobbing as sadly as her and
still held her tits without looking what was happening to her lover.
If the captain had done it to Sally she would do the same on Vivian's breasts.
Miss Jarlad answered.
-" I will start now. Don't move or you'll receive more blows and I wouldn't like
to see what eight or nine blows would do to your chest if I was you."
The fat man, panting and sweating added : " Yes, five is enough ! Look at your
friend !!"
The captain snapped at him.
-" Will you shut up now or you will not have your little pleasure !"
So the fat man shut up and Vivian saw the captain get ready to cane her breasts.
Her whole body tensed, she waited for the blow and repeating to herself not to
move.
But when the blow came and the pain tore her chest apart, she couldn't resist
and took her breasts in her hands, howling.
-" NNNOOOooooooooo !!!"
The captain made a sign to a guard who hit her harshly on the belly.
-" I won't add a blow on your breasts this time, but I will if you do it again.
So don't move."
The second stroke lashed her areolas and thus made a ghastly pain explode in her
breasts, but the cheer terror of being hit more than five times helped her not
to move and she just contorted herself on the bed, crying and moaning.
The third and fourth blows hit her respectively above and beneath her areolas
and she shouted desperately, moving slowly on the sheets, her body covered with
sweat.
The pain was so intense that she felt sick.
Before the last blow, she asked, in a whisper.
-" Please... I need to go to the toilets... I will throw up..."
But the captain said : "After the fifth blow if you don't mind."
This last blow hit Vivian's swelled areolas and made her howl like a wounded
animal before she rushed out of the bed and into the toilets, holding her
tortured breasts, to be noisily sick.
Sally cried sadly, repeating :" Poor Vivian... Poor little Viv..."
She came back a few minutes afterwards, after a guard went to fetch her,
Her eyes were sunk and she was panting and shivering, rubbing her breasts with a
terrified look.
She was told to go and sit near her friend, which she does.
The captain then started to talk anew.
-" All right, now that the first part of your punishment is over and your little
bodies are all criss-crossed with marks, I might as well tell you the meaning of
this sanction."
The two girls listened silently, abashed by the extreme pain they both had
undergone, unable to comment on the terrible things they had to learn.
-" As you can imagine, I've not made your poor tits bleed to sanction your
overdrafts.
He highest Authorities of Boston have voted secretly a new policy against
homosexuality three days ago. It has been decided that punishment given to
lesbians particularly would all be increased until at least one sensible part of
the body and the genitals would be hurt.
Technically, all lesbians who would receive a corporal punishment in the weeks
to come will become General Civil Criminals and get either their bellies, tits
or pussies tortured.
Is that clear ?
Of course it's unfair because you didn't now that, but, yet, would you have put
an end to your relations if you had known ?"
Sally, as she listened to the captain's speech and heard her lover sob at her
side, passed her arm around her shoulders and kissed her, tenderly but sadly on
the neck.
A guard came to hit her, but the captain held him back.
-" Ok girls, I grant you to have ten minutes rest together now, before the
second part. If you want to be alone, you can go in the bathroom."
Sally stood up, grimacing and helped Vivian do the same.
Before they left the main room, the youngest girl asked :
-" What is the second part. "
And Sally answered for the captain.
-" It's when she tortures our pussies..."
In the bathroom, the two girls sat on the rim of the bath-tube, hugging each
other with many precautions so that not to touch each other's most painful
marks, especially on their breasts.
They tried to calm the pain with pouring lukewarm water on their chest and
bellies, but nothing was able to prevent either their stomach or their tits from
aching ghastly.
They scarcely talked during this pause.
What they had been through had left them speechless.
Only Sally sometimes said " of my poor Viv", when her eyes met the deep mark
that had made her friend's areolas bleed.
Before the end of the pause, still sobbing in Sally's arms, Vivian asked her
friend what she thought about the tortures that were still to come.
Sally wanted to reassure her lover, but she couldn't, for she knew it would be
useless or, worse, that it would make the ordeal even more awful for her fiend.
So, she said what she really thought that would happen.
-" I don't know. I just hope it will not be too long...
But I'm afraid that it would be designed to dissuade us from having sexual
intercourse.
-What do you mean ? She will hurt our clitorises, will she ?
-Yes, and maybe our vaginas too, I don't know. I've just heard that they could
do things that had after effects which could ruin someone's sexual life...
- The only thing we can do now is to behave so that they won't have any occasion
to make it worse.
-But... But they will torture our vaginas nonetheless !!
- I hope not... And if they do we might just hope that they will not ruin our
bodies completely. That's all we can do. Anything else would mean receiving more
blows from the guards and yet be tortured. "
Saying that, she gave a quick glance to her bruised and lashed belly.
-" And I don't want to be beaten on the belly again... The last time, the guard
has hit me so hard that I don't know how I could refrain from being sick."
So they came back in the bedroom, with their naked bodies covered with so many
marks on the whole surface of their bodies that it was clear that their skins
wouldn't look the same before a long time, if ever.
The captain pointed Sally.
-" We should finish with it quickly, shouldn't we? You don't want to spend the
whole night suffering, do you? So, go on the bed, on your back and with your
legs widely spread. To begin with I may cane your labia ten times.
So I'll ask you to fold your legs and hold them folded and spread so that your
sex is facing the ceiling, you understand?
You'll get in this position and stay like that until I've hit you ten times.
If you move, I'll add another strike for each time I couldn't aim properly on
your clitoris, OK? "
Sally nodded, went on the bed and, silently and unintentionally started to cry.
She took hold of her folded thighs, spread her legs and was hit rapidly.
Every single lash was aimed at her clitoris, as the captain had said, and only a
few missed the sensible organ to hit her lips.
She could bear to receive six of them without shifting position, but after, she
just collapsed on the bed, her hands between her thighs, holding her mauled
pussy and moaning.
She pleaded to have a few seconds to get back her breath but a guard hit her
viciously on the back, so she presented her sex one more time and got five more
hits before she finally curled up on the bed, nearly choked by the pain that had
made her sweat so much that the sheets of the bed were wet.
She looked quickly at her fingers when she slowly left the bed and said:
-" Oh I bleed...It's my clit ! My clitoris is bleeding ..."
The captain looked at her without any compassion.
-" You'd better think you're lucky my girl. Your clitoris has only been canned,
the last lesbian I've worked on has been condemned to have it grinded by pliers
and I tell you she would have preferred to have it cut cause it would have been
les painful."
When Sally had left the bed, without being told, Vivian went on it and presented
her sex silently. She had finally accepted the fact that Sally's opinion was the
most sensible. She had to see her body beingviciously punished and any form of
resistance would prove a mistake that would be granted by more blows on her soft
belly.
The captain, with an expression of approval, got ready to cane the new sex
presented to her.
Before it started, the fat man giggled : "The little slut will love that I'm
pretty sure. Be strong with the cane so that her clit is burning with pain when
I'll play with her."
The captain snaps at him :
- I told you you souldn't talk about that before I cane their pussies!
The fat man grins.
-"Isn't it more exciting if they know I'll be fucking their swollen little
kitties?"
