Deidre 10
Friday finally came and Mom and I stood naked while Dad put collars on our
necks with chains on them that reached nearly to our ankles.
He said "The chain will show under the trench coats so I will take up some
slack."
He pulled my breast out by the nipple and began wrapping the chain around the
base to make it get round and firm like a balloon then brought the chain over to
my oter boob to do the same. Finally he hooked the end of the chain to my collar
I stood there while he did Mom.
It wasn't too uncomfortable. My boobs just felt tight and throbbed a little as
trapped blood turned them dark red.
He gave us our trenchcoats and when it was buttoned I could feel my distended
nipples rubbing on the canvas like fabric.
We drove for miles with each little bump causing a rub on my nipples until we
came to a big iron gate. there was a post with a button on it and when Dad
pressed it a voice said,"Who is there?"
Dad gave his name and the gate slowly opened. When we went through the gate
closed like magic.
We didn't see the house until we had driven about a quarter of a mile. It was
magnificent. Floodlights lit marble columns and a pool and fountain in front.
We got out and rang the doorbell. A little door opened in the big black iron
door and a man looked at us before opening.
When we wee in the man said, "Mr. Dilly will be here in a minute. May I take
your coats. I looked at Dad and he nodded so I took it off and gave it to the
man. He looked at my red boobs and hairless cunt for a moment then took Mom's
coat as if this was completely normal.
While we waited Dad loosened our chains so they were hanging between our legs
again.
Mr. Dilly arrived shortly. He was a big man about fifty and looked like a banker
in his three piece suit. Dad introduced me and Mr. Dilly
said,"You know where the auditorium is. I will take Dee on a tour."
The rooms and furniture were magnificent. He had a lot of art especially nude
women in oil painting and statues but all were tasteful.
He said,"I will show you my special room."
He pushed back a small statue on a pedestal and the wall opened to reveal a huge
elevator. He said,"I had to have a big elevator to hold my toys. This is the
only way down. I had an out of state contractor build this so no-one local would
know about it.
When the door opened I saw a huge room with things I had seen in history books
about the inquizition and dungeons. There were stone walls to make you think it
was a dungeon.
The art here was much different There were pictures of nude women being hung,
whipped, burned at the stake, and even one where a woman spreadeagled on a table
was being sawed in two lengthwise by two men with a crosscut saw. I shuddered at
the look of agony on her face as the saw was dragged through her pussy and
stomach.
I said,"God. That picture makes me feel sick."
"It is just fantasy dear. No-one does that anymore unless you happen to live in
the mid east."
We went from one device to another while he explained how it worked. I needed no
explanation for the whipping posts and gallows. One thing looked really out of
place. It was a large dog house. I giggled and said, Do you keep your dog down
here?
"Not hardly. It is a very inventive torture device. I'll show you. Straddle the
top of it."
He helped me climb up and I settled down on it. I said, The shingles are kind of
scrachy but it isn't bad."
He grinned and said, "It hasn't started yet."
He pushed a button and the peak of the roof between my legs began folding
downward to leave an open space between my legs. He began turning a crank and I
saw a board with sharp nails moving close to my pussy. I panicked and jumped off
the roof."
He said, Normally your hands would be tied behind you and weights attached to
your ankles so you couldn't jump off."
By then the board was level with the roof and I saw the nails were about an inch
and a half long. I shuddered and said, "That would tear a poor girl's pussy to
shreds."
"Only if you moved. If you stay still there are only punctures but women seem to
have a hard time staying still. Especially when their butts and breasts are
being spanked with this."
He held up a ping pong paddle that had gobs of thumbtacks glued to it."
I shuddered and said,"It would be impossible to stay still with that hitting
you."
"Exactly. Now I have to meet our guests so I will take you to the auditorium."
We went back up and he led me to another huge room. A few other guests had
arrived and were helping themselves from big tables next to the wall that had
just about every kind of food and drink imaginable.
He said,"Help yourself while I meet guests."
We had eaten before we left but everything looked so good I put some delicasies
on a crystal plate and poured myself a glass of champagne.
I looked around. People were standing around making small talk and it would have
seemed like a regular party except for me and Mom being naked and another woman
in just leather harness.
Dad saw me and came over to put a chain around my waist with ten gold plated
medals. I took one off to see it had the inscription August 2001 engraved in it.
Dad said, "People collect these things so you will be asked to do some pretty
horrendous things."
Then he took the chain from between my legs and pulled it up to drive it in my
pussy slit and the crack of my ass. A link was pressing on my clit and another
on my anus.
I said,"This is going to feel wild when I walk."
"Yeah. If you are lucky people will leave it in when they spank your pussy. It
will protect your clit and asshole."
I thought that was a great idea. I asked, "Where is Mom?"
"She is an eager beaver she is over in the corner giving a guy a blowjob even
though you don't have to do anything until the party officially starts at 9:30."
I looked at my watch and saw I had ten minutes to drink and look around. I went
over to watch Mom and saw it was not just a simple blowjob. She was bent over
and the guy was pinching her nipples to pull her boobs to her armpits. I saw the
nipples stretched to the max which had to hurt. She was sucking like crazy
trying to get him to cum soon so her nipples would be released. Suddenly he
grunted and dropped her tits to push back her head to squirt cum in her face. It
was super humiliating and was made worse when he scraped the cum off her face
with his finger to feed it to her.
She went to the goodie table to get a napkin to wipe her face. I said. "Mom you
don't have to do anything till nine-thirty. "
"I know. I thought I would start out with a simple blowjob."
"Not that simple. It looked like he was going to rip your nipples off."
"Yeah it felt like it too. I am going to get a drink."
She went to the drink table while I wandered around. The place was beginning to
fill up and now I saw more costumes. Some silly ones like Little Bo Peep, and
school girls, and a lot of leather. One guys leather pants were cut away to let
his cock and balls hang out. He had a big ring imbedded in the head of his cock
and several rings in his scrotum.
I said to the woman next to me, "He looks like the winner of the costume
competition."
"No he wears that same outfit every month and likes to be whipped. There is your
winner."
She pointed at a beautiful tall girl. She was wearing nothing but three leather
triangles held to her body by safety pins imbedded in her skin. It was easy to
see it had been freshly done by little rivulets of blood drying on her skin. the
point of the triangle at her crotch was held in blace by a huge safety pin that
went through both lips.
Nothing else special was happening. People were eating and drinking as if at a
convention with nothing much to look forward to.
The butler came in to the room dragging a train of those baggage carts used in
hotels. People began taking offf their clothes to hang them on it. I was glad to
see it. It was really embarassing to be naked while everybody else had clothes.
It would help to have others naked too.
Then a big gong rang and Mr. Dilly stepped out on the stage holding a portable
microphone. He said,"Welcome to Dilly Manor. You all know the rules no cutting
with knives or other sharp instruments and whipping will cease at first running
blood. Other wise you are on your own. The dungeon is available to anyone who
wishes to use it." People started moving to the door.
" Laura has won the costume contest she will whip a loser picked by lot every
half hour starting at ten. Good luck."
The girl with the triangles waved her arns in triumph.
He stepped off the stage and came directly to me. He said, "I want to stretch
you on the rack and whip your pussy with a flogger."
I knd of liked the stretch from being hung and a flogger didn't seem bad.
Besides I wanted to watch other people in the dungeon. I said,"Okay."
We went to the dungeon and a girl was sitting on the doghouse. I said, "Can I
watch this before my whipping?"
He said,"Yes I think I would like to watch too."
The man grunted as he lifted a heavy weight to clamp on her ankle. She whimpered
as it pulled her to one side then he put on the other and I saw her pussy was
jammed into the roof so hard a hrizontal wrinkle formed at the top of her slit.
He pressed the button to make the roof fallaway and she began to cry,"I'm sorry.
I won't do it again."
He said, "It is too late for apologies."
He began turning the crank and she began to chant"No,no." as the points got
closer.They touched the lips and she strained to lift herself as the points
indented the lips then went in causing an agonized scream. They kept rising and
blood began dripping on the board then a flow. I said, "I thought you said no
blood."
"That is upstairs. There are no rules here. No problem, we have a doctor."
He brought the points to the limit and started beating her with the paddle. It
was brutal he turned her ass and tits into hamburger while she jerked on the
points. Finally she let out a gasp and fainted falling forward to drive a point
deeper into her clit.
Mr. Dilly went to the wall and pushed a button. By the time the points were
cranked back down and the weights taken off two guys with a stretcher ran in.
They loaded her on it and hrried out with her dripping blood.
I said, Why would any girl agree to that."
He looked at me curiously and said, "These girls are slaves. They have no
choice, Now lets get you fixed up."
I had reservations with no rules but followed him. He dragged the chain out of
my pussy so my clit lost protection then had me lie on a wide table. He buckled
padded cuffs on my ankles. I said, "That is a nice touch. My ankles won't be
chafed while my joints are ripped open."
He grinned and said,"I like you. Not only are you beautiful but you have a sense
of humor."
He lifted my butt to put it on a stool to make my pussy point up then put cuffs
on my wrists. He went to the wall. I heard a whirring sound and clanking as the
chain on my wrists tightened then I felt myself being dragged with the stool
dragging along. the chains at my ankles stopped me and now I heard popping
noises as my vertebra opened and my hip and shoulder joints dislocated. I began
to scream "Stop!" fearing my arms would be ripped off.
he stopped the winch as I sobbed then said,"Look in the nirror. You just lost
twenty pounds."
I looked in the mirror on the ceiling. I looked anorexic. My waist had shrunk to
nothing,You could see all my ribs not hidden by my tits and my hip bones
stretched the skin. Even my pussy slit seemed longer.
He began hitting me hard. I screamed as he hit it over and over. I morbidly
watched the mirror seeing my poor pussy squirm and redden. I was so tight I
couldn't even quiver. It began to turn marroon then purple as I prayed to faint
but if anything blood pounded in my head.
Finally he said, "That is the shade I was looking for."
I had closed my eyes I now opened them to see through my tears my purple pussy."
He went to the wall and pushed another button the whir started but now the
chains were loosening. I felt my joints settling back and then I was loose
enough for him to unbuckle the cuffs. He took out the stool and I rolled over
to get off the rack. When I tried to stand to get as far as I could from the
dungeon I found I was too weak and sat back on the table.
He helped me up and put my arm around his shoulders to half walk half drag me to
the elevaor. He pushed a button but when the door was open I saw not the hall we
had entered but an elaborate bedroom. He said,"I am going to let you rest
awhile."
I moaned, "Thank you.'
But then he added,"Once you have rested I am going to fuck your brains out."
I couldn't imagine having anyone pounding on my sore bruised pussy. I didn't say
anything I just held out one of my medals.
He laughed and said,"You are funny. Those things are worthless to me." He was
still chuckling as he went into the elevator. I was so exhausted I fell back on
the bed and went to sleep.
He woke me by rubbing an tall icy cold glass of whisky and water on my pussy. He
may have thought it would feel good but actually I was so tender it hurt. When
he saw my eyes snap open he gave me the glass. My mouth was dry from all the
screaming so I drank it gratefully.
He began taking off his clothes. I whimpered as I caressed my poor puffy pussy.
I could see it in the mirror in the ceiling it was a kind of maroon color and
had swollen. I said plaintively, "You aren't going to fuck me are you. I am so
sore."
"No. I am not going to fuck you. Get up and follow me."
He led me over to a pillory with the top board open showing the round holes for
my neck and wrists. I whined, "Please don't beat me anymore."
"I am not going to beat you. Put your neck and wrists in the holes."
I did wondering what he was going to do. He lowered the top board to lock it and
I was trapped. Then he pulled my legs open and snapped my ankles into shackles
at the base.
He walked to my front and held his dick to my lips and said, "Suck it."
I was relieved it was just a blow job. I licked and sucked greedily hoping to
get him off fast so I could be released but as soon as it was real hard he took
it out and said, "I told you I wasn't going to fuck you. I am not I am going to
rape you with this."
He put his dick through the hole in an oblong piece of leather. It had dull
spikes sticking out of it. I knew they would not puncture me but with my pussy
so sore they would really hurt. I chanted "No no." over and over while he
cranked down the headpiece to lower me and push out my pussy.
He went behind me and jammed his dick into my dry pussy as deep as he could. The
spikes hit every bit of my pussy making me scream in pain. He kept that up
pulling out to jam back in seemingly forever as tears streamed down my face.
Finally he came and pulled out to release me. My pussy was so sore I had to walk
with my legs open so it would not rub on my thighs. He took me back to the
auditorium and let me go, He said, "You don't have to wait for a meeting. You
can come visit me anytime."
I thought there was no way in Hell I would but I said "Ok."
I walked around looking for Mom. When anyone saw my tortured pussy it inspired
them to want to stick pins in it or spank it so I spent the time handing out
medals. I found Mom lying face up on a bench with a woman sitting on her face
while the husband or boyfriend spanked Mom's pussy with a strap. She was
fondling the womans tits and shaking her head rapidly in an obvious effort to
make the woman cum so the spanking would stop.
They finally left her and I said, "I went with Mr. Dilly. He is really mean."
"Oh God I should have told you to just give him a medal. He is the most evil
person here."
I noticed she only had two medals left and said,"It looks like you ran into some
mean people too."
"Yes I don't want to be scarred and some people wanted to burn my tits or pussy
with candle flame or cigarettes. Since I am getting so low on medals I have had
to accept some pretty bad stuff but for some things I came."
I said,"I haven't yet. There has been too much pain."
"Oh. There is still some time."
We wandered off and I saw Laura and Little Bo Peep going up on the stage.
Laura's leather patch's were gone replaced by clamps on her nipples and pussy
with weights. The clamps were padded though so I knew they didn't hurt her and
just stretched the nipples and cunt lips.
Evidentally Bo Peep liked to do a slow strip because she was wearing gobs of
clothes. About the time she got to shirtwaist and pantaloons a guy came to me
and said, "I want to butt fuck you while you are wearing these on your nipples."
He was holding up some spring clamps with pear shaped weights. The clamps had
plastic pads and I knew they wouldn't hurt bad and my asshole was only bruised
by the spikes so I agreed.
He turned out to be a nice guy. He took out a tube of KY jelly and spread it on
his dick then had me bend over to clamp on the weights. They stretched the
nipples and made my round boobs cone shaped but it didn't hurt bad.
He went behind me and began slowly pushing his dick in my ass just as Peep was
naked and Laura said, "I am going to whip that fat ass bloody. Go to the cross."
Peep just grinned at her and went to an X shaped frame and defiantly turned her
back to it and pressed her wrists against steel manacles. They snapped shut and
she spread her legs to snap her ankles into the clamps at the end of the cross.
The guy behind me began to pump making my weights swing and then reached around
to stroke my clit with his finger. I was sure he would make me cum if he lasted
long enough.
Laura hit Peep on the boobs then the pussy. The flogger made her squeal and made
her red but no welts.Laura took about twenty seconds between lashes.
By the eighteenth I was on the virge of orgasm and I think Peep was too. The
last two were underhand directly on her pussy. I think she came. It is hard to
tell the difference between hard pain and orgasm. I knew I did.
The guys took off the weights that had made my tits sway and I thanked him. He
gave me a deep kiss and walked away.
Then Laura came to me and said,"Whipping that bitch made me hot. Eat my pussy."
I am totally heretosexual but at least that wouldnt hurt so I agreed.
I got on my knees and she spread her legs and grabbed the back of my head to
pull my mouth to her pussy. There was kind of a musky smell but not unpleasant
so I spread the lips of her pussy and began fluttering my tongue on her clit.
She was marvelously responsive in seconds her juices were dripping from my chin.
She said, "Tongue. Stick it in deep."
I did and she began twisting my head spreading her juices to both of my cheeks.
Then she did a great thing. She stuck her big toe in my pussy and wiggled it
against my clit. I came before she did. When she did she said,"You are a great
cuntlapper."
I had mixed feelings about that. Being called a cuntlapper was humiliating but
it was nice to know I was good at it.
When I got up I noticed my pussy wasn't hurting anymore. It was still throbbing
but that wasn't unpleasant.
A little later a guy came to me and said,"I want to hit your pussy with the new
toy I made It is just leather boot laces. I think it may get you off.
He handed it to me. He had braided eight laces to make a handle. They seemed
light and soft. I had not run into the candle people yet and only had three
medals left so I agreed.
He took me up on the stage and had me lie on a bench. He buckled my arms staight
out behind my head then buckled my ankles. I was puzzled. My legs were tight
together so he would only be able to hit my pubic bone area.
Then I found the bench was hinged under my ass. he pulled my legs open while it
made a clicking sound like a racket wrench. When he was satisfied just the upper
part of my ass was on the bench and my pussy was totally exposed. Then he took
some little clamps attached to tiny bungee cord. He put three clamps on each lip
then stretched the cords to hook them to the bench. The mirror on the ceiling
showed me that now my inner lips and clit was exposed and I began to worry.
He went to the front of the stage and yelled,"Come see my new toy."
People began gathering around me
He wnt between my legs and said,"I know I am only allowed ten but you may want
more so I will hit until you say stop."
I resolved to count to make sure I wouldn't get more than ten.
He hit right down the center of my slit. It stung but not horrendously and I
just grunted. He smiled and began hitting again about a second apart my cunt
stung more and began feeling hot but it was not unbearable. Suddenly there were
hands all over me squeezing and caressing my breasts and nipples and pulling on
the skin at my pubic bone to expose my clit even more. I lost count. I don't
know how many times he hit but I began going from one orgasm to another each
stronger than the last. I became exhausted and said hoarsely, "Stop."
He said, "I bet you didn't guess she would go to thirty-three. Get them while
they last. Thirty bucks."
He sold six of them on the spot. I really felt used.
My pussy was hot and stinging but not too bad. When I was released I went to the
drink table and gulped down two glasses of ice water a shot of whisky then
another glass.
One woman came to me wanting to burn my nipples. I gave her a medal.
Then a guy came that wanted to burn my pussy. I gave him a medal then realized I
only had one left. I would have to save that for something horrendous.
Two guys came to me and one said, "I have a gambling game for you. You will
suck my buddy's cock while I cane your ass one every twenty seconds. The minute
he comes I will stop."
I am really good at sucking cock and can deepthroat so thought I may get off
with only three or four strokes so I agreed.
His buddy stood in front of me so I bent over to lick and run my tongue around
the head of hid dick to get him hard. It took a surprisingly long time before it
was hard and he stuck it in my mouth just as a terrible pain hit both cheeks and
drove me to his pubic hair. He said,"You are in deep shit. I have cum four
times."
I gave him the best blowjob I could swirling my tongue on the head and shaft
then in my thoat to swallow tightening my throat muscles on it. He grunted and
groaned but just wouldn't cum. Meanwhile my ass was on fire from the cane.
Finally he did but by then my ass was so sore I knew it would be bruised for a
week.
Suddenly a gong rang and Mr. Dilly said, "The session is over but yu may stay as
long as you want."
Mom and Dad came to me and Dad said,"I am beat. Let's go home.Anymore and I will
fall asleep at the wheel."
We got our coats and left. My ass was so sore I laid in the back on my stomach
all the way home.
We were so whipped and fucked out we didn't do anything for two weeks except
swim and sunbathe.
We started again but nothing real bad. Dad bought one of the bootlace whips and
I said,"God Dad. I could have made that thing for five bucks."
He said,"I know but seeing you rocked by orgasms made me buy it."
I hadn't seen him watching but I couldn't see well anyway with everything going
on.
Anyway. That is how I spent my summer vacation. I go to my new job next.
end part ten
