3. Helena
A week had gone by. Noone saw Amy any more, and the whisper was that she had
been taken away and wouldn't ever come back. After a couple of days, little
Rebecca reappeared, and the other girls saw the marks on her skin, and the
glazed look in her eyes, and the way she couldn't walk or sit properly. Others
of the gym team were missing too, and the older ones could only wonder and worry
about what was being done to them.
It was late at night. Helena was talking quietly with the two girls she was
sharing with. Members of the hockey team, they were all 17 or 18, and very fit.
Helena herself was just 17. She was tall and quite sporty looking, with long
strong legs, a very tight hard bum, and a flat tummy. In the last 2 years, her
breasts had grown rapidly, and she was now 36d. Although they were firm, and she
was proud of that, they did get in the way when she was playing. On the few
times she had been allowed out to mix with boys, they had almost all talked to
her tits, and tried to get a feel of them. She hated boys.
"If they ever take one of us, we should just lie there like we are unconscious
or something" she was saying. We can't stop them.....doing it to us...but we can
bloody make sure that they don't enjoy it" .
"But what about what they did to Miss Morris. And what about little Becky? If
we don't behave they'll really do terrible horrible things to us". Suzanne, one
of the girls was looking pale and wide-eyed.
"Miss Morris was to scare us and make sure we wouldn't try to escape. Well we
aren't are we? And Rebecca was so small it was bound to hurt. I hate them all
and there is just no way I am ever going to ever do the tiniest thing to make
them enjoy it. We should all make a vow not to help them"
In the security room, the man listened to the bug in their room and smiled. He
got up and walked to a room like a surgery, and started preparing bottles and
things for the morning.
In the morning, Helena was grabbed by the arms as she left their room, and two
men bundled her downstairs. At first she screamed angrily and frightened, and
struggled, but then she stopped and just walked. She was led into what the men
called the play room, and her swimming costume was ripped down her body and down
her legs. She stood as they pulled it over her feet, and led her, naked, to a
large bed, with posts at each corner, and mirrors all around. She waited for
them to tie her down, her nipples dark pink and hard from fear, her skin pale
golden and covered in goosebumps. They held her as the man came in with a
trolley, wheeling it to them. He nodded, and they scooped her up by her legs,
letting her head and shoulders fall on the bed. Hard hands pulled her legs apart
wide, and she saw him put on doctors gloves before picking up two long shiny
tubes. Carefully he smeared a clear jelly on them, and moved to her open legs.
She felt something cold press her vagina and then muffled a shriek as one tube
was pushed into her. It was cold and hard and uncomfortable, but she was
relieved it didn't hurt. She had lost her hymen ages ago, horseriding or
gymnastics had popped it, so it went in smoothly. The men adjusted their grip
and pulled her up a bit more, as she felt the second tube press her anus. She
closed her eyes and shuddered in shame as the second was pushed up her back
passage. Again, it was cold and hard, but uncomfortable, not painful. She felt
the man pushing the things slowly in and out, and rotating them. She felt them
rubbing her inside skin round and round. A dark man opened the door and watched,
before taking off his robe to show a long think penis which curved up towards
his hairy belly, and had a massive purple knob on the end. Tears leaked out of
Helena's eyes as she saw it, but if it didn't hurt any more than the tubes....
The man pulled the tubes out of her and wiped them. "Good" he said. "Now for the
undies"
Still wearing his gloves, he picked up a pair of panties. They seemed to have
green leaves lining them. The man holding her legs brought them together as they
were slid over her feet, and pulled up her legs. They stood her up and pulled
the panties tight onto her crotch. Like all the girls, she had been shaved
smooth there, and they clung tightly. As she stood, she felt a vague itching
inside. A hot feeling. The panties pressed on her and she felt something
stinging her. Sweat started to break out on her skin as the man arranged a
strapless bra, also lined with green, around her, and gently massaged her
breasts into it.
Immediately, the men put her on the bed, and tied her to the corners. The ropes
were long, and there was plenty of room to move.
The man laughed nastily "Helena her has sworn she isn't going to make it nice
for you my dear Sheikh. Somehow, I think that she is wrong"
The itching in her panties grew to a burning. Her breasts started to itch as
well, and then burn. She writhed on the bed trying to rub the itching. It grew
worse and worse and she started to pant and groan. The guards went to stand at
the side of the room, leaving the man and the Sheikh looking at her. Her insides
were itching more and more now, and her hips were throwing up from the bed over
and over. Her face was going red. It felt like a fire inside her and on her. The
man leaned down "Nettles Helena. Gods natural way of making you cooperate. Your
bra and panties are lined with them. The stuff inside you is an essence
extracted from poisonous plants, concentrated. " She screamed. "It is easily
absorbed into soft tissue like your vagina and anus, my friend here won't get
hurt at all. But you......I'm afraid that you will" He smiled and kissed her
forehead like she was his daughter. "Have fun". He left. The Sheikh drew closer.
Her body was writhing and twisting and jerking. He knelt between her legs on the
bed, stroking his penis, watching her, then reached out and ripped the bra off
her, lifting her off the bed and banging her down. Her breasts were red and
swollen and very hot to touch. He rested his hands on them. She couldn't help
it, and lifted up trying to rub on his hands, trying to stop the itching. He
laughed and moved his hands. Watching her jerking, her nipples swollen and hard,
her skin tight and red. He moved, and tore her panties off, cruelly rubbing the
green leaves between her legs for a minute before throwing the panties aside. He
reached to the trolley and rubbed vaseline on his penis, "just in case you
haven't absorbed all the good doctor's medicine my dear"
Her hips were thrusting up and down as her insides burned. She looked as though
she was having a massive continuous orgasm. His hand pressed her tummy down on
the bed, and he held his cock above her swollen bright red mound. Her lips were
puffed up and swollen, and he had to open with his fingers to find her virgin
hole, and wedge the head of his cock there. As soon as she felt it, her hips
started to move, trying to rub her poisoned slit on it. He grinned and pushed,
and she screeeeeamed as she felt the huge pole of flesh scrape up inside her,
thicker than the tubes, stretching and pushing her insides. It scraped the
inside walls of her pussy, and she lifted and jerked her hips frantically,
trying to rub the itches. He groaned in utter delight as the pure schoolgirl
fucked up at him like a sex crazed nymphomaniac, her pussy clenching and
squeezing and milking his cock in the hottest cunt he had ever entered. He
smiled....and pulled out, leaving her sobbing with frustration and pain.
"I want her doggie"
The guards came quickly and untied her, rolling her over and placing a cushioned
stool under her middle. They retied her hands and stepped back. Desperately she
tried to rub her breasts on the bed, but they had left her too high. She sobbed
and squirmed as the Sheikh watched her legs open and close, and the muscles of
her ass clench and relax. "Aaaaah yes my dear...perrrfect" He saw the red
swelling in perfect pantie shape, and smacked her ass hard twice. Her shriek was
deafening and she bounced up in the air. SMACK SMACK SMACK Her ass shivered and
clenched. "Enough"
She felt the bed move, and his hands pull her cheeks open. And the SCREEEEEEAMED
as the thick cock was forced where no cock is meant to go, up through her
swollen anus and into her guts. The itching in her ass was incredible and she
started to buck and rub and squeeze like a whore on him. He reached round and
slapped and squeezed her aching boobs as they hung, and as she fucked her ass up
and down his cock. It felt like it was splitting her in two but she couldn't
stop. One hand kept slapping her breast and one wriggled round to jab and twist
her clitty, which was swollen and standing out. In horror, Helena realised she
was lubricating. She could feel wet on her thighs as her body tried to wash the
poison out of her pussy, and now the clit pinching was making something happen
inside her. Her ass was splitting and her tummy full of shooting cramps worse
than the worst period ever.....and she was starting to cum.
The Sheik's cock was swelling inside her and he grunted like a rutting bull as
his cock sliced her inside. She was jerking and screaming as she felt him swell
and then a warm wet spread inside her. She felt squirts and squirts as he came
into her ass, the cum soothing the itching pain just as she exploded into a
mindnumbing cum which nearly crushed his cock right off him. He ripped it out
and saw her ass open and close as his seed ran out. There was clear juice
gleaming on her thighs as her pussy convulsed. Her body gave a huge jerk and she
flopped down, unconscious and exhausted.
The Sheikh tried to bring her round, slapping her pussy and breasts, and finally
using a cane on her ass, which made red lines and a hideous cutting sound, but
her mind had hidden. The Sheikh put his robe on and left happily, as the guards
untied her and dragged her to the medical room.
When she came round, the itches were gone. Her insides felt raped and raw, and
playing on a video screen was a movie of her, looking like she was the biggest
nympho slut ever, fucking madly with the stranger.
"Not going to do a thing huh?" The man's face loomed up, leering at her as she
felt like dying in shame.......
