Holiday In the Sun
Chapter One
When German girls go to Italy, they know that every second Italian will cheer at
their sight and reach out his hands for their asses and boobs. So did Julia,
Jana and Miriam from Dresden, a little town in East-Germany and they weren't
very keen on this experience but accepted it would happen since they couldn't
find a way to avoid it anyway... But they never would have expected their
holiday to be that close to their worst nightmares.
They started their journey, as almost every tourist travelling through Italy for
the first time, in Roma aeterna. Well, to them it didn't actually look like the
most cultural city of the world - rather some kind of a penis-fixated, totaly
sick place. Their whole days were full of what they called sexual harassment,
for want of the personal experience of what this word really means. They would
be in a queue at the supermarket, and suddenly feel a hand slide down their
backside, they would be having a rest in a cafe in the evening and a guy would
sit down among them and put his hands on their thighs and so on. So they decided
after only a few days to leave Rome and go to some village in Tuscany.
And that's where their main experience of this holidays was about to begin:
They were looking for some cafe to pee and get something to drink as they'd been
strolling around all day long in the old parts of Verona. Unfortunately no one
of them spoke Italian, so they wound up in this odd-looking bar. The sign
outside said (in Italian):
Men's Rest
Boccia and Coffee Club
only for men over the age of 25.
They saw the sign, just read the word coffee and made for it heading straight
for the bathrooms, wondering why there weren't any seperated women's rooms, but
finally ignoring that and dropping in, to find themselves in the worst smelling
toilet of as they guessed whole Europe.
The folks in the bar took serious notice when three blond cuties passed them in
their rush for the toilet. And especially two guys sitting at a table near the
toilet, who started to smile and almost simultanously got up and headed for the
bathrooms. But when they arrived the girls already had stopped peeing and just
stood there refreshing their make-up.
The two guys passed them by, pressing their hips closer against their butts than
necessary, and started to piss just round the corner.
Our German imports now decided to have some cold drinks in the bar and sat down
at a table near the toilets. When the boys dropped out of the toilet they sat
down at the same table. And put their hands on tender warm German thighs,
creeping higher and higher. When Marcello, the younger of the two, had his hand
almost to the upper end of Julia's thigh, she sprang up smashing her bag (with
the bottle in it) in his face.
Marcello stumbled backwards holding his cheek, numb with pain at first, then
with growing rage.
Seconds later he rushed back to the girl grabbing her from behind twisting her
arm behind her back and pulling her close to him. He then started to maul her
boobs with his other hand.
Meanwhile the other girls had fetched their things and, trying to get help to
free Julia from Marcello, ran to the door. But there already stood Allessandro -
and two folks from the bar.
'Why don't you entertain us with your presence for some time, young ladies!'
Allessandro said with a grin. His German was accented but quite fluent. This was
another peculiarity of the bar - contrary to most Italian men the patrons there
had travelled and worked abroad, and they had some notions of foreign languages.
At that moment one of the folks from the bar threw Allessandro the key and he
locked the door.
'Follow me, please,' Allessandro said and started walking triumphantly back to
Marcello. The girls kept standing at the door. At least until the two men from
the bar and Allessandro went to them, and grabbing their waists, carried them to
the back of the bar. Marcello joined them, most of his attention on Julia again.
He addressed her in English:
'Looks like we've got a lot of time for each other, my angel... what's your
name?'
No answer. Marcello obviously delighted slapped her in the face.
'What's your name?' No answer.
'Have a drink?' Julia nodded. Marcello poured vodka in a huge glass and dropped
some ice in it.
'Again, what's your name, my angel?' he asked playing with her hair. Again no
answer.
Not waiting any more he took the glass and poured the vodka all over Julia's
blouse. The cold liquid made her nipples erect. He reached for her, and started
playing with her nipples. She tried to keep him away but when she leaned
backwards he pulled her close, giving her a deep long kiss on her lips.
'You're tasty, and since we're family now, why don't you tell me your name?'
Julia's lips trembled but couldn't form a single word. He grabbed the collar of
her blouse.
'For the last time: what...' he pulled out the lowest button off her blouse
'...is...' next button
'...your...' button
'...fucking...' button
'...name...' upon which he didn't select the single button now holding her
blouse together over her globes but, with a smile, tore off the still unbuttoned
one from her collar. She just stood there, her lips quivering in disbelief,
unable to answer, but slowly forming her name. Finally she managed to say
'Julia' and he said 'Thank you', reached to her bra pulling at the thin strap
that held the cups together and then dropped his hand and just unbuttoned her
blouse completely.
He stepped back a little taking a deep look at Julia like an artist having a
look at his work, and then shaking his head, stepping closer, to finally whisper
in her ear 'It will look better like if you take down your bra and swing those
titties for us, don't you think?' and when Julia hesitated he added 'and you
better be fast at it otherwise your friend here will be in big trouble' as he
removed his belt from his trousers and slowly walked over to Jana.
Julia stood there for just one more moment but this moment was time enough for
Marcello to get over to Jana with his belt in hand.
'So what's your decision, do you swing your bare slutty titties or do I swing my
belt across your friend's titties?' Julia didn't believe he was serious but when
he he swung his belt through the air aiming at Jana's breasts she hurriedly said
'Stop it please, I'll do it' and she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra.
She unhooked it and let it slide to the ground and covered her breasts with her
arms.
'Get those hands away', the other guy, Allessandro, called. 'You've heard what
he said! show us your boobies!'
Slowly Julia lowered her hands till they fell on her sides. A chorus of
appreciating whistles were heard in the bar. And then a call, which Allessandro
translated in his accented German: 'That's exactly how a girl should look like.
Very nice really. Swing 'em for us, my dear!'
Julia felt so embarrassed, surely they couldn't... well, they could, she
reflected, and they would! Despite her thoughts she was unable to move until
once again Marcello reminded her of her situation by slapping her breasts five
or six times, making them swing: 'do what the man said, swing those boobs,
bitch!' and she started swinging them.
'Now apologize for being unpolite and keeping us waiting, and ask Benito here to
give your boobs a few smacks with my belt!'
Julia feared the pain but she had no difficulty figuring out that if she didn't
obey the pain would just get worse. So she walked over to Marcello to receive
his belt and then went on to the guy whom Marcello had called Benito. For a
moment she just stood there then whispered 'Would you please give my breasts a
few smacks with this belt...'
'What did you say? Couldn't hear you!'
'I... I asked whether it would be okay to you to smack my breasts a bit?'
'Your what and why do you ask?'
'I...'
'Stop babbling around, bitch, your friend here would like you to hurry up, don't
you now?' grinned Marcello as he took hold of Jana's hips and let his hands
slide over her crotch. Jana nodded 'Yes hurry up, please...' Hearing her
friend's plea Julia hurried to say loud and clear, 'would you be kind enough to
give my slutty boobs a few good smacks so that, everybody knows that it is a
girl's duty to apologize for not obeying her masters.'
Benito grinned.
'If you really like it?'
'Oh, yes I want it really badly.'
'Gimme the belt, lay your tits on the table and lean your head back.'
When Benito gave her the first smack she thought she would die instantly... and
when he finished after twenty-five strokes he added
'The rest I'll give you later on, don't forget to remind me!'
'Why don't we give the other girls their chance to impress. Ladies...'
Allessandro suggested. Jana and Miriam blushed.
'Well, ladies, let's have a look at your boobies; hop on on the tables please,
so that everyone can have a good look!' Miriam fell on her knees:
'Please, can't you just let us go, we simply cannot do this just like that!'
'Deeply impressing, young lady, but... okay if you cannot do it just like that,
you will also... let's see... remove your shorts and pull up your panties, till
they slip up into your sweet crotch and really hurt, my dear.' Miriam started to
cry.
'Hurry up, slut, or do you need my help?' Allessandro asked removing his belt
from his trousers. So Miriam finally climbed upon the table and stood there.
Then she started to pull up her shirt.
'Slow down, young lady, we got all the time in the world!' one of the guys from
behind called. So with tears filling her eyes Miriam stripped more slowly.
Giving them a glimpse of her bra, then covering it again, and once again, until
eventually the shirt fell on the floor. Then she reached to her back to unclasp
her bra, and slid it down her arms covering her breasts. She stood motionless on
the table hoping they would change their minds. But they were far from that and
Allessandro made that clear by slapping his belt on the table. So she miserably
gave away her bra too and her trembling fingers started fumbling with the fly
buttons on her short pants.
Allessandro went to her, his eyes wild with lust, and after about twenty seconds
of fondling her butt he yelled 'faster' and let the words being followed by his
belt. So she hurried up.
'Slow down!' smack.
She slowed down...
And after ten more strokes of the belt she managed to step out of the shorts,
exposing her nice tanned thighs and her white panties which were unfortunately a
little sweat soaked so they exposed a lot more than they were supposed to.
'Wait a minute before you go on with your show.'
In her eyes appeared some hope.
'Open up your legs, a little, and step a little closer to the edge of the
table.' She hesitated.
'Hurry up, bitch!' So she stepped to the edge of the table. And then she saw him
swinging his belt through the air and lost no time stepping back.
'Come back here, you stupid little German piece of ass!' No move. Finally
Allessandro moved to her and slapped her now uncovered breasts with his belt.
After innumerable strokes she moved to the edge.
'Too late! Call your slut-friend and ask her to beat your pussy - with the
buckle of my belt. If you hesitate your friends will be beaten too!'
'Please Jana, come here and beat me on my cunt with the buckle of the belt.' So
Jana went to Allessandro who handed her the belt.
'Every time you miss, the stroke will end up there.' he said groping her pussy.
Then he moved behind her.
'Here we go, young ladies!'
Jana swung the belt, the metal buckle reflected the light of the evening sun and
she landed it exactly on her friend's crotch. After a while Allessandro started
pulling down Jana's dress so that he could squeeze her tits while she hit
Miriam's cunt. Finally Jana was allowed to stop and Miriam was ordered to pull
up her panties. She pulled a little.
'Pull till it rips apart, bitch' and moaning in pain she pulled her panties into
her gash, deeper and deeper. Finally the fabric ripped apart and her pussy was
completely uncovered.
Then Benito saw someone moving towards the toilet and he called out in Italian
'Wait a minute, Toni, the toilet's moved here' pointing towards Julia. 'This
young lady would be glad to drink your piss. Am I right, slut?' Allessandro
asked and Marcello tweaked her nipples to help her answer.
'Yes...'
'Yes, what, slut?'
'Yes, I'd like to drink his piss!'
'Whose?' She didn't know what was wrong in her answer, so she guessed.
'Yes... yes I'd like to drink my Master's piss!' she said, hesitating.
'...And give him a blow job afterwards!'
'And give him a blow job afterwards', Julia repeated. Toni walked to her
unzipping his trousers, then he slapped her face and dangled his penis above her
mouth.
'Open up!' He took hold of one of her breasts and squeezed it turning her
nipple.
'Open up!' She opened her mouth a little.
Keeping her nipple in his hand he sent the piss flowing into in her mouth,
making sure that she swallowed it all.
'Now open it a little more.' Toni said very gently, as he quashed her nipple
between his fingernails. With a moan of pain she opened her mouth wider. And
Toni pissed all over her face, taking special care to drench her hair. When he
was finished he said 'Oh fuck, I would never have done such a thing. It's really
disgusting but you really seem to like it, don't you?' She didn't know what to
say.
'Don't you like drinking piss, bitch?'
'Y... Yes, I really like it.' Julia answered.
'And shit, what about shit, do you like it as well, honey?' He can't mean that,
Julia thought, as she answered 'Yes, I also like eating shit, and even more than
drinking piss'. She'd have said anything to avoid further nipple torture. Toni
smiled and called out 'Well then guys, why bother using the toilets, just
relieve yourselves all over the bathroom floor to give our friend a nice dinner.
And now slut resume servicing me, and start with undressing yourself I want to
see you playing with your cunt while you make me come'.
Julia stood up unzipping her trousers, and when she brought down her panties,
she exposed her well shaved pussy.
'Well prepared eh?' Toni asked as he slid his hands down her belly. He held her
labia apart and slipped his fingers into her until she started to moan with
excitement.
'And now hurry up, cunt!' and she began giving him a nice steady blowjob.
'I think if she hears her friends scream a bit it will be a good motivation for
her to give her very best, don't you think so, Allessandro?' Allessandro needed
no further prompting. He strove in earnest to elicit the nicest screams out of
the two girls' lips. He began by pulling Jana's nipples up and forward, then,
slipping his hand under her dress, he took hold of her panties' elastic
waistband, letting his fingers feel the nice rotondities of her butt then
turning her around. He started pulling out her pubic hairs, one by one. Jana
sounded really nice - just as if she were sitting on a lit barbecue.
'I think a bare pussy offers a prettier target for a good smacking, anybody got
a lighter?'
Jana's eyes filled with fear...
'But first of all give everyone here a good look at the subject matter'
Allessandro whispered in her ear as he fondled her butt.
'Lift up your dress and ask someone to help you with your panties' Jana started
pulling up her dress until her thighs and the bottom half of her panties could
be seen.
'Higher, will you, honey. We need a good look at our new friends' equipment',
Toni commented as he moved his hips forward making Julia gag. Jana obeyed and
pulled up her dress, to her waist. Then she looked at Allessandro who didn't
even notice it, as he was too taken in by her shapely legs and her blond pussy.
So Jana said
'Would somebody please take down my panties?'
'The guy who does will get her as his personal slave for tonight' Marcello
added.
The guy who was chosen was that unwashed little runt named Benito. He unzipped
his trousers in front of her and slid his cock up and down her thighs following
the outlines of her panties.
'Maybe you should become familiarized with your work before you go out on the
streets to earn us some money. Why don't you kiss him hello, bitch?' Jana leaned
forward.
'On your knees, bitch. You're not going to kiss my cock like that.' Jana went on
her knees.
'And now let me have a good look at your wares.' Benito said. So Jana took her
tits and lifted them up for him. Benito smiled and spat over her boobs.
'Clean it up!' And Jana started to lick the spittle from her breasts.
'Good girl! And now kiss my balls!' She did.
'Lick my asshole!' She also did.
'Get up again!' Jana hurried to get on her feet.
'So... you asked me to undress you somewhere here...' Benito asked, caressing
her panty area.
'Why do you want me to undress you?' Jana couldn't help crying as she answered
'Be... cause... cause otherwise my pussy is covered so you can't make use of
it', hoping she'd made the right answer.
'Alright, so let's get it off' Benito's hand slipped into her panties and
playing with her pussy he started to pull down her panties until they dangled
around her ankles. Benito patted her now uncovered cunt and suddenly gave her a
single well aimed smack.
'Just to give you an idea of what you're going to get.' Jana felt a sting of
pain floating through her body and heard her own voice answering
'Thank you, Sir, I'm looking forward to it.'
'Oh really, you do?' Benito grinned and took out a knife.
'What do you offer to make me choose to use this instead of a lighter?'
'What... whatever you like...'
'What do you suggest?'
'May... maybe you could tie up my tits?'
'Quite nice so far but what am I going to do with your titties!' Jana hesitated.
'Wait, maybe that'll help you!'
Benito went behind the bar and fetched a rope and began tying up her boobs.
'So what's next, my dear?'
'Would you like to cane them?'
'Go on I need an alternative choice in order to decide what I like better'
'Or... maybe you'd like to put clamps upon them'
'What would you suggest?'
'Maybe first the cane and then the clamps?'
'Hmmm, I think we must let also your friends have their fun, Julia, my dear, I
think eight or ten tight sharp clamps on your labia and clitoris would make you
blow-job show look even better, right, Toni?'
'You're right, but maybe we should sew her labia together enclosing her clamped
clit? Our wanna-be-housewives could show their skills with thread and needle
there' Toni said mauling Julia's breasts in his fingers. Julia screamed and
whimpered in pain and fear.
'Did I tell you to stop sucking?' Toni asked angrily twisting her nipple.
'No, Sir'
'Then you must now ask for punishment'
'I'm sorry for interrupting your blow-job, and request a punishment for my
misbehaviour.'
'OK, here is your punishment, you're going to sew your nipples together, are you
satisfied?'
As Julia didn't answer Toni began smacking her furiously on her face and on her
breasts, and taking a solid grip of her leg he began smacking her pussy even
harder. When Benito saw that he grabbed Jana's leg too and dragged her close to
Toni and joined in the fun, smacking Jana's cunt. After some time he suggested
that the girls could do Miriam the favor to lick her pussy while they were
beaten.
Thus Allessandro made Miriam sit on Jana's face ordering her to give him a
blow-job to close the circle. Now Toni twisted Julia's leg so that she had to
sit down on the floor, then he fetched a needle, some thread and a cane.
'And now the show begins! Ladies and Gentlemen, this young lady was found eager
and willing to perform a very nice number for our entetainment tonight. I didn't
want her to do it, because I said it would hurt too much and she would be
injured but she insisted to give this show to us and...' Toni enjoyed the fear
on Julia's face
'And she said that, when she finished she wanted her pussy to be rent open by
the biggest prick available!' Julia went pale.
'Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you... slut Julia...' and he handed her the needle
and the thread. With trembling hands Julia took the needle and the thread and
kept staring at him.
'Hurry up, get to work, bitch'.
Julia managed to put the thread through the needle and aimed the tip of the
needle at her right nipple.
'Go ahead...' she bit her lip and pierced her nipple with the needle
'And now the left one, hey come on, do I really have to tell you how to sew?'
With unsure movements, Julia pulled the needle to her left breast and pierced
its areola.
'Hey honey, go on, it has to be more than just one turn, left right, left right
you know...' so Julia still had to pierce her nipples several times before
Marcello knotted the thread between her boobs and smiled with satisfaction.
'Good bitch! And now go clean the mess in the bathroom!'
