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THE STARLET SLAVE 4
joypaine
4. The Grand Finale
Finally (Ellen continued) the guys started talking about what they could do for
a "grand finale". Some of their suggestions were pretty far out, and I couldn't
tell whether the guys were seriously considering them, or whether they were just
trotting the ideas out for the thrill of talking about them. I'm sure that those
bastards suggested some of the more revolting ideas just to get a rise out of
me.
At least, I hope so.
And believe me, if that's what they meant to do, it worked. With the guys as
drunk as they were, and after the sadistic things they had dome while they raped
me, I wouldn't have been surprised if they had gone ahead with even the kinkiest
of ideas. Cute little tricks, like hanging me up by the tits, or sticking them
full of pins. One guy even suggested cutting off my nipples, to add to their
"trophy collection".
Well, they finally decided that it was my turn to have a little "fun". Since I
had so kindly serviced the girls, they pointed out, it was only fair that one of
the girls should do me. On camera, of course.
Well, the girl they nominated for the job didn't like the idea any better than I
did. Especially the part about the camera. But they knew how to take care of a
little detail like a girl's reluctance. She was already naked -- she had
stripped for her part in the girl-and-girl orgy that they had made me go
through. So the guys brought out a cute little pair of clamps that they fastened
on the poor girl's tits, and buckled them on with a set of straps. Just like a
brassiere. And then they showed me how I could increase the pressure whenever I
wanted to, by pulling on a pair of straps.
Like I said, I didn't want to do it. But the boys brought out another pair of
clamps to put on me if I didn't join in the fun. It would spoil the plot of the
movie, they admitted, but they could still make a pretty good show out of it.
Maybe they could shoot the original script later, after I had learned the value
of obedience.
And maybe they could stage a contest, to see which of us could stand the most
pain before blacking out.
Well, I could tell by the way the poor little bitch was screaming that it was
hurting her badly -- probably much worse than Jeff's squeezing had been. And
believe me, I didn't want to invite that. And she was one of those smart asses
that had let me eat her pussy, so it would be only fair that she should get some
of her own medicine, I figured.
I guess that I was a little brutal, too, pulling on those straps even when she
was doing her damnedest. But I kept thinking of all the pain and humiliation
those bastards had caused me, and took it out on the poor kid that was servicing
me.
I should have known better, of course.
In the first place, there wasn't a chance in Hell that I could enjoy sex in that
frame of mind, even though I'd often dreamed how great it would be to have
somebody tonguing out my pussy.
And it only made things worse when the guys decided it was her turn again.
Yeah, I should have known. That bunch of sadists had stuck in that little
interlude just to make her mad at me, so she'd be even more creative when they
turned her loose on me. And just to make doubly sure, they left the clamps on
her tits, and now and then one of the boys would give a little tug, just to
inspire her to be more enthusiastic.
And she did herself proud. They didn't let her cut off my nipples, or hang me
all the way up by my tits, but they did help her to put the other set of
bra-clamps on me. And then she hoisted me up so I was standing on tippy-toe, and
tied those damned straps to a ring in the ceiling, so if I leaned back to rest
my legs a bit, or if I swayed a little, or even took a deep breath, the pain in
my tits was excruciating.
And they had all sorts of little tricks, like: can you imagine how a sneeze
would feel to someone trussed up the way I was? And did you ever try to stifle a
sneeze while some bastard tickled your nose with a feather?
And then they brought out a little tray of pins, all nicely soaked in alcohol,
to prevent infection. Yeah, they were very careful about infection. They even
made her swab off my tits and cunt before she stuck the pins in.
