SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL

RAPE – BONDAGE – TORTURE – NEEDLEPLAY – ELECTROCUTING – BDSM

Greatings to all you people out there reading and writing bdsm-stories!

This is my first story I’ve ever posted here, and I hope you will like it as much as I did writing it.

It basically goes about a young girl being sexually tortured in a guy’s private sm-room.  It involves bondage, spanking, a lot of needle-play (one of my favorite actions in BDSM) and electrocuting.

(I’ve added the camera because a) I’m a moviemaker myself, and b) I love watching video’s of bdsm-activity). I would like to underline though, that the actions written in this story are for sexual entertainment only, and should NOT be put to actual use. I’m not a doctor, but I can imagine some of them would cause permanent physical injuries, or even death.

I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors I and my spelling checker may have missed. If you find any, don’t hesitate to mail me the corrections.

I’m actually planning to write a sequel to this one (or other variations to it in any way) which will contain a lot more and much more intense needle-play, so if you have any suggestions or idea’s that you think would fit in such a story; I would love to hear them!

Any comments on this story are also most welcome.

Please send your grammar corrections, story suggestions and/or comments to: michael832008@hotmail.com

Many greets and enjoy!

Michael – writer and poster.

2008 © All rights reserved

“Cheryl’s Shooting-day”

Chapter 1:

“Camera... up and running......... white balance... set......... microphones are on...... ok, all ready!” Mike was eager to get this shoot exactly right.

He was in heavens last week when his new High Definition camera was delivered, and after elaborately trying out all its new features, he was ready to put it to use.

At 22.45 h. his doorbell rang. Mike quickly jumped up the stairs to let his guests in.

Swinging the door open he was greeted with the sight of two fairly well-built young men, surrounding a small 17 year old girl cowering shyly in between them. After greeting his old friends and the young girl, he showed them in, then looked out over the massive driveway of his mansion.

Smiling to himself, he knew he made the right choice moving here, far away from lady justice, surveillance and unwanted visitors.

Sipping from a cold glass of lemon soda, Cheryl just sat silently on the couch in the living-room, picking up shards of the conversation the 3 men were having: something about a new camera Mike bought, other girls and the movies they made with them, last night’s football game...

Mike still looked the same, even after all the years she’s known him by now.

So did Joshua, her regular companion when she’s in front of Mike’s lens.

24 years old, athletically built, but still with a touch of ‘young boy’-look that made him kinda cute.

Now this new guy that was meant to play along, he was a scary one: massively built, a voice like Sylvester Stallone and a face that made you believe he’d break you to pieces if you ever crossed him.

Even more scaring, the creep hadn’t said a word to her all this time: not when they first met at Joshua’s – where she only got a handshake that felt like a rock – not during the 2 hour drive, and even now... not a word. Just cold staring eyes rolling over her body... like a freshly sharpened razor, grazing over her clearly visible skin...

Although focussing on the conversation at hand, Marco found plenty of time to scan Cheryl’s skinny figure from top to bottom. The tiny black dress she was wearing left lots of places uncovered, and was stretched so tightly around the parts where it didn’t, he could still make out the distinguishable contours of her small body. He really got lucky with this one.

She looked so sweet sitting there: thin, blond, straight hair reaching just till her shoulders, a soft round face, big blue eyes...

Scanning further down his eyes catched her young developing breasts. Wearing no bra under her dress, the small, spherical elevations on her chest were clearly visible, hinting the outlines of her large nipples through the black, silk fabric. God, he was gonna take some fun out of those things...

His eyes dropped further... a flat stomach, hips which had hardly started to fill out.

And emerging out from under her short dress, those long, muscled legs of hers, showing the result of 10 years of gymnastics. He could control his urge, but was really eager to start.

“Right, are we going to make that movie now or what?” he said in a moment of silence, after taking the last sip of his scotch. All the guys got up and moved down to the basement.

Joshua loved the look of Mike’s sm-room. His mansion had a few of these massive cellars: very basic rooms of about 10 meters squared and 4 meter high ceilings, with floors and walls of poured concrete. There were plenty of tables and wallpanels with an array of tools – cuffs, whips, chains, etc. – even a few cabinet files which offered more toys behind their closed doors.

Spread out throughout the room were several different types of chairs and tables, all with a strong, solid steel frames, and black, leather padding.

The only lighting in the room came from 4 big, bright spotlights on tripods, casting fierce illumination in the room. They were evenly placed around one of the tables. From the top it looked like a big ‘H’ placed on it’s side: the center part was obviously for the body, and the four parts transversely placed at its ends were for the arms and legs.

The whole frame was mounted onto two big hydraulic struts  – kind of like those on a carlift - locked to the ground with heavy bolts. Connected with ball articulating hinges to the metal frame, the whole thing could rotate forward and backward, and be lifted or lowered to any desired height.

When Cheryl walked down the stairs, she also was greeted by the metal table, well lit by the four big lights, resembling a surgery table from a hospital... except this one was in a dark creepy cellar.

She shivered as the cool air gripped around her barely covered skin, and realized that thing was meant for her for the following hours. As she had guessed, Mike had already lifted his camera onto his shoulder, and was filming her the very second she got in the room.

Joshua, who was standing behind her, softly pushed her further towards the table.

Cheryl was really scared by the sight of her seat. With it’s steel construction and black padding’s on it, she felt like being in a laboratory.

“We’re ready when you are, baby” Mike said from behind his camera.

Cheryl took a deep breath, and came into action. Pulling the straps of her dress on her shoulders outward, she let the black cloth slip silently off of her body. A black g-string was shortly visible, just before she pulled it down to her ankles.

And since that action brought her hands down to her feet, she could immediately follow through by taking off her black pumps. In those three brisk motions, hardly lasting 5 seconds, Cheryl was now standing bare naked, the coldness of the room starting to penetrate her skin.

Marco pressed a button on the side of one of the struts to lower the table.

The big pneumatic pistons in the two massive struts came to life as the whole frame came sliding down. He stopped when it was level with Cheryl’s hips.

“Ok Cher, ready to get on it?” Still a bit hesitatingly, she climbed on top.

Although the length of the padded parts were the perfect size for Cheryl’s figure, they were in fact quite narrow. She needed Marco and Joshua to help her keep her balance while moving into the right position. The body-section of the frame wasn’t even wide enough to cover the full width of her back, same for the thin pads meant to rest her thighs on.

While carefully arranging Cheryl, Marco looked questionably at Joshua.

“It leaves more of her body in reach” he explained, putting  a happy face on Marco again.

As they helped Cheryl into place on the frame, she noticed there wouldn’t be any support for her bum. The place where the body-and the two leg-parts would all intersect only showed an empty area, leaving her ass within perfect reach as well.

Cheryl was in balance on her own now, so Josh and Marco both grabbed a few belts from one of the nearby tables: big, thick, wide leather belts, with strong iron buckles.

Both starting on her arms, they looped 3 of the belts around her arms together with the armpads of the frame. Moving them into place around her wrists, elbows, and close to her shoulders, they tightened them a little bit.

Another 3 went around her legs, placing them over her ankles, knees and her thighs, constraining her widely spread legs to their respective supports. Cheryl was behaving well; although clearly nervous, she willingly let the men tie her up.

Marco and Josh each still had one belt, which were a bit wider then the others.

Looping them around her body, they fastened Cheryl to the body section of the frame: one belt going over her ribcage, a good inch below her breasts, the second across her stomach, close to her hips, still leaving her well able to breath.

With the straps now laid out properly, the men started to tighten the boundings.

They pulled Cheryl’s arms, legs and body a few last inches to their definitive positions, before pulling hard on the belts, snugging her tightly to the frame.

Mike filmed the process up close: making a close-up of one ankle while looking over her leg to the other one. It was clearly visible how the belt, wrapped incredibly tight around the joint, offered absolutely no room for movement whatsoever, while its big, locked buckle glittered in the reflecting light. As they were about to tighten the armstraps, Marco paused briefly, then asked Josh to wait a second. He went to the far side of the room, and grabbed a black, leather cushion from a filecabinet.

Shoving it under Cheryl’s back inbetween the frame and her shoulderblades, it forced her chest upward by a good 5 inches, making her breasts point outward a bit more.

The two men continued fastening the last belts, making Cheryl’s face grimace as the straps clenched tightly around her arms and chest.

When she was securely bound to the frame, both guys stepped back to let Mike make some nice shots of Cheryl in her now very vulnerable position.

Splayed out completely flat, her arms and legs were completely parallel to each other.

Her pubic bone, without any hairs at all, was bulging out due to her legs stretching outward so far. This also forced her whole pelvis to turn upward slightly, leaving her two small, narrow entrances vulnerably exposed, and it made her tense her asscheecks very tightly, which were hovering free in mid-air due to the open area of the frame.

Cheryl’s only possible movements were to breath, wiggling her toes and fingers, and moving her head around, giving her some perception of what was happening to her. She stared at her arms and legs for a few moments, starting to realize how much control both men now had over her.

Chapter 2:

Marco gave her little time to get acquainted to her position.

While she was mentally preparing herself for all the torments to come, Cheryl did not notice a big, firm leather riding crop flying though the thin, cold air and landing on her flat belly.

Gasping at this sudden blow, she looked up to see Marco bring the crop up for another slap.

Holding a second crop in his other hand, he handed it to Joshua who was eager to join in on the spanking. Each hitting at a totally random and uneven pace, the men whipped the black leather ends of their crops on Cheryl’s body.

With great aim they started hitting her all over: her belly, her nipples, all sides of her breasts, her waist, her legs, her pelvis... not an inch was left untouched.

While mike filmed the display of black leather slamming against soft skin, Cheryl just lay there silently, occasionally gasping from an unexpected blow, and bit her lower lip as both men increased the force of their whipping...

Marco’s blood was racing through his veins as he focussed his blows more on Cheryl’s breasts.

Mike noticed Marco’s area of interest, and moved closer to take Cheryl’s chest full frame.

The next blow gave him an awesome image: seeing the crop landing on the small, soft, fleshy orb, it smashed its way deep into the center of her breast, parting it in two halves, and finally coming to a halt against her ribs. The impact made her breast wobble like jelly, before it slowed back into it’s original shape.

Cheryl slowly felt the pain building up, no longer able to restrain herself from letting out gasps and soft moans as Marco slapped away on her. She was starting to get nervous; if he already was this rough at the start, god knows what he was gonna do later on?

She wasn’t given much time to think about that, as she suddenly noticed Joshua walking up, having traded his crop for a small box with needles.

Marco also noticed Josh’s change of weaponry, and smiled as he new this was the cue to start with the heavier materials. Mike moved back again to film a total-shot of the change of events.

Stepping back to let Joshua handle the start of this phase, he watched as he pushed the button to raise the framework. Electrical engines hummed into life and slowly lifted Cheryl to a little over a meter of the ground, about mid-chest height for the men.

Josh set the plastic box on Cheryl’s stomach and took out one needle.

As he waited for Mike to find a nice angle, Cheryl had a moment to take a good look at it.

It was about two inches long, fairly thin, and ended at the top in a small, plastic, spherical tip, about three times as wide as the needle itself. She could barely see it inbetween Josh’s fingers.

Still, the whole thing looked quite large compared to her tiny breasts.

With Josh on her left and Mike’s cameralens on her right, she took a few quick deep breaths.

“You can take this... you can take this... you can take this...” she thought to herself, while Josh held her left breast in place with one hand, and brought the other holding the needle closer to it.

She followed the tip closely as it was placed against the upper side, about an inch from her nipple.

At first Josh only let it touch her soft skin, making sure the position and angle were correct.

Then he slowly applied pressure on the plastic tip. The sharp point pinched her skin inward, while Cheryl’s face turned frightful as she felt the force on her organ increase. Then, suddenly, the sharp end tore through her skin, allowing the steel spike to slowly enter her flesh underneath.

Cheryl pinched her eyes closed, and hissed air into her lungs as the metal forced its way into her organ. Josh carefully kept force on the needle to secure it’s steady journey inside, until it was about halfway in. As he took his hand of, the pinch in Cheryl’s skin veered back again.

Cheryl opened her eyes, and as she breathed out deeply she saw the needle now lodged halfway into her breast, it’s thin steel shaft glittering in the bright lights.

She was given little time to stare at it, as Josh took a second needle and placed it against the bottom end of her breast. Following the same procedure, this needle also pushed her skin inward, tore through, and sank away in her tender flesh.

Cheryl froze instantly, then made deep breaths again and looked at the second needle halfway in her boob. Josh grabbed a third one, aiming it against the side. If Cheryl wasn’t too occupied with staring at the needles already in her, she might have noticed that Joshua didn’t place it against her skin, but held it a bit further away. Then, with a brisk thrust forward, he plunged the needle into her breast in an instant, making Cheryl let out a small high scream.

The moment of her skin pinching inward was so short, it actually looked like a ripple effect.

With Cheryl now prepared, she held her breath tightly as Josh pinched in a fourth needle on the last remaining side.

The initial pain of the punctures slowly faded, and turned into a burning, tingling sensation.

Joshua nodded Marco to come and help. Cheryl watched the two men stood on either side of her, towering high above her, while they started to lodge more and more needles into her breasts.

She felt the muscles of her chest tense each time a steel tip painfully entered her, but could do anything else then try to control her moans and yelps, and suck up the pain.

Josh and Marco happily went on jabbing pins in Cheryl’s boobs, making sure they were evenly spread out from every possible angle. Josh stopped to let Marco finish up the last needles, and took a plastic mouthpiece and aluminum ducttape from a nearby table.

He placed the mouthpiece, which would prevent her from accidentally biting her tongue, carefully between Cheryl’s teeth, then placed a strip of tape over her closed mouth.

He then moved close to the side of her face.

“Be brave now, ok girl?” he whispered to her, and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek. Then he walked away, leaving her at Marco’s disposal.

Marco finished up on the last two needles; he placed them on the very centers of her nipples, and firmly drove them straight inward. Closely resembling pincushions, both her boobs were now covered with about two dozen needles each, all halfway lodged in.

While Mike was moving around to take the best shots, Marco went to get his crop again.

To him it was all warming up, but now he was gonna get started! He operated the struts to rotate the frame 45 degrees forward, positioning the stretched girl laying halfway backward.

Cheryl was getting really nervous and scared now, and breathed heavily through her nose.

Marco teased her a bit first by cupping his hand around all the tips of the needles, and slowly moved them around a bit. With twenty-four steal rods in it, her whole breasts moved along with his motion, making Cheryl squint her eyes and making muffled moans.

Then suddenly, without warning, he took his hand of and gave a firm tap against the plastic needletips with his crop.

Cheryl instantly squeezed her eyes and gave a high scream, which came out muffled from behind the tape over her mouth. In an instant she felt several sharp points dig deeper into her breast, finding new places in her flesh to hurt.

Marco gave a tap to the other breast, making her scream again as 6 or so needles jolted further in.

Another tap... and another... and another... from above... the side... below... the front again...

In an even pace Marco slapped the pins further into her tits, bit by bit.

Mike had to focus to keep his hands still while filming: he was shivering from excitement!

He had a wonderful close-up of her needled breasts while they were getting slapped, each hit causing a bunch of needles to shock forward, giving a small moment in which her skin showed a nice pattern of dimples where the steal entered her. With each slap the tiny pits appeared briefly, shook back, and caused the struck side of her breasts to spring up and down from the recoil.

Zooming out to frame Cheryl’s whole upper body gave an awesome image as well.

With both her stretched arms tied down, and the pillow behind her back, her chest was beautifully curved outward. The muscles in her arms and shoulders tensed with every hit, making their only possible movement. Even the contrasting image of her small, slender body against Marco’s muscular arms looked appealing. Cheryl was still screaming softly through her sealed mouth, and occasionally looked at the torture her body was undergoing. Mike zoomed back to an extreme close-up on one of her titties as the needles were starting to nearly disappear under her skin...

Cheryl was truly hurting now: one needle at a time was somewhat bearable, but a group of them being slammed in hard with a crop were to much for her to keep her control. Especially the two needles dead-center through her nipples were burning with pain now. And with the increasing depth, her flesh naturally gave more resistance, which meant progress was going to take longer and longer, and require more and more force...!

She didn’t want to watch her body being brutalized, but at the same time she couldn’t resist at times to bend her head and look down her chest. Through the overall burning sensation in her boobs, she felt all the points of the needles converging into 1 point deep inside.

Gazing down at the steel rods disappearing further and further into her flesh, she thought of how it would look if her breasts were translucent, and able to see through. She imagined seeing a web of the needles, interweaving like lines of a spider’s web, all pointing to one small center of yet unhurt flesh, advancing with a shudder with each spanking on their ends, until the tips would all meet in the middle. Marco woke her up out of her imagination with another firm hit right on her nipple.

Cheryl suddenly saw things in reality again, and noticed that most of the needles had only a few last millimeters to go. As the leather crop now started to make contact with her again, the sound of the hits changed from the clicking of plastics to the slapping of skin.

Mike had brought his lens right to the action, barely four inches away, to film the penetrations up close. With a few rough and quick hits Marco finished the work on her right breast.

Only six needles on her left nipple remained about five millimeters out: the one in the center of her nipple with another five evenly spaced in a circle around it.

Mike wanted a nice shot to end this part with, and Marco gave him just that.

Gripping his hand around her breast with one hand, he squeezed and pulled it a bit to make sure her bulged nipple was within perfect reach. He brought the end of the crop close to her nipple and started tapping in a constant pace.

Too soft for the needles to go any deeper, just to increase the pain for his girl.

Then harder, to slowly insert the pins further. Cheryl’s nipple was the only visible part of her breast, sticking out of Marco’s clenched hand as a fleshy pink bulge.

With each hit it bobbed in for almost an inch as if it was made out of rubber.

While Marco was now spanking away at full strength, and Cheryl was screaming out in pain from under her gagged mouth, Mike could slowly see the last remaining bits of shiny steal sink away until the plastic ends were touching the pink skin.

Marco released his tight grip on Cheryl’s breast, and with a few last strong hits, abruptly ended his spanking. With all the steel shafts now completely embedded within them, Cheryl’s breasts only showed the plastic tips of the needles, which gave no hint of the two inches of metal hidden under each one. The small, brightly colored dots spread out over her boobs actually made them look pretty cute. Marco surprised both Cheryl and Mike by suddenly start spanking again.

Mike framed the dotted breasts again, and spotted a nice difference; while at first her breasts jiggled like soft jelly when they were hit, they now stayed firmly in place. The only motion the hitting gave them was a short squash downward when struck, before they veered back again like a strong sponge.

Joshua watched the whole torment with gazing eyes: this Marco was really amazing!

And although he cared for Cheryl and was somewhat shocked to see his favorite girl being abused this way, he loved the sight of her boobs getting pierced so violently. In fact, he couldn’t wait to see the rest of it! Marco went to one of the struts again, and made Cheryl rotate further forward until she was lying horizontally flat, face down. Josh walked up to the table again, bringing another plastic box, filled with a whole new set of needles. All 3 men now moved around to the bottom end of Cheryl’s body, where the open area of the frame allowed perfect access to the girl’s bum. Her asscheeks were highly tensed due to her widely spread legs. As soon as Josh put the box on Cheryl’s lower back, Marco immediately went to work with pinning her ass.

Working quicker then Josh had on her boobs, he wasn’t too subtle in his piercing: he simply grabbed each needle by the plastic end and punched it into her cheeks, pressing it forward with his thumb in one go, nearly all the way in. Nearly, because the soft underlying muscle gave resistance to the intruders and caused each two-inch long needle to stick out a little, leaving about a third of an inch to go. While Marco pinched away on the girl’s lower end, Mike went to the other, making a long perspective shot from her face. Looking over the metal bar to which her torso was tied, he could see her bottom at the end, like two small elevations of a landscape, getting more and more riddled with plastic dots. Josh crouched down under Cheryl’s face to remove the tape of her mouth, from which now only came strong moans again, since punctured buttocks didn’t hurt her as much as punctured breasts. As Josh pulled the tape off of the girl’s mouth, allowing it to open, he was surprised to see the plastic mouthpiece fall to the ground in about half a dozen pieces.

Both shocked and amazed, he realized Cheryl bit down on her teeth so hard to cope with the pane, she actually broke it! He lifted her head up to face him, and kissed her on her forehead.

“You did great, hunny!”, he said to her, ”Just keep in there now.”

Mike took the liberty of filming the brief moment of tenderness as well, but realized his shot across her back wasn’t as cool looking without showing her face.

He tapped Josh on the shoulder. “Hey bud, can you do something to keep her head tilted up?”

Joshua quickly ran to a table to get a small wire, and tied it close to the rubber band which kept her hair in a ponytail. Then he looped the other end through a tiny hole in the top end of the frame, and pulled on it. Cheryl, who was able to moan out loud again, felt her head being yanked backward, until her neck couldn’t stretch any further. Receiving a thumb-up from Mike, Josh tied the wire down tightly to the frame and stepped back. It was indeed an improvement: on the left of his frame Mike saw her needle-covered ass in the distance, while the right side showed Cheryl’s face, clearly showing the effect the erotic torturing had on her. She was grimacing and squinting her eyes as Marco pushed in his last needle. Mike quickly moved back to her bum to not miss out on filming the best part.

As each needle sticking in her bum had a last bit to go, Marco repeated his old solution and grabbed his crop again. Wasting no time, he immediately started slapping away on her ass, using forceful blows in a rapid pace. Cheryl filled the room with short, high pitched yelps, as the needles buried their way in. Although the frame were atop of them now, you could still see a vast majority of Cheryl’s legs, which tensed with each hit. Within minutes her tight asscheeks had all the shiny steal pins hidden beneath them, and were also covered in a dense pack of small, brightly colored, spherical plastic tips.

Cheryl felt Marco finish up his work with a few final firm slaps on her spiked ass with his hand, then heard him talk to Josh. “I’ll get the last set of ‘em, can you get her ready?”

As Joshua nodded and walked up to Cheryl, holding four kind of wires in his hand. She couldn’t make them out though, because Josh went to a strut right away and tilted her further forward, until she was vertical again, but upside down.

Cheryl had difficulty orientating herself in this new position, and had no notion of where any of the men were. With her head tilted back and tied to the frame, she could only stare at the concrete floor below her.

Chapter 3:

Suddenly she felt some kind of small clamp bite into the upper part of one of her labia’s. It made her hiss in air through her teeth. She felt her pussy lip being pulled outward. Another clamp gave her a mean bite, now in the lower end, and this too was pulled out.

A third was attached, this one to the lower part of her other cuntlip.

As Josh was about to clip on the last cable, he accidentally dropped it.

It fell on the floor, right under Cheryl’s head. Suddenly she could look at the mean little clamps biting her. It was a small plastic electrical cable, about an inch or two long, with tiny steel alligator clips at both ends. Josh picked it up again and finished his work on Cheryl’s pussy, with Mike filming close in.

He carefully attached one clip of the cable to the soft pink labia, it’s steel teeth digging deep into her soft flesh. He then pulled it far out, and clipped the other end to the belt around her hip, just as the others were done. With each labia clipped and stretched at their top and bottom ends, Cheryl’s pussy was effectively stretched wide open from four corners.

Marco had watched Joshua apply his home-made cables, and marveled at the sight of Cheryl’s new vulnerable position. With her waist at chestheight, he was able to look straight down into her vagina, which was stretched open to a deep gaping hole of almost 7 centimeters in diameter.

Josh slowly backed away to let Marco do his things, slightly shivering of the thought of what was coming next. Unable for Cheryl to see, Marco came back with a third box of needles.

Out of nowhere, she suddenly felt as if her pussy was on fire, as Marco slowly pushed a needle into one of her labia’s. Barely underneath the skin, he shoved it into the top end of her moist, pink flesh, and let it poke out again at the bottom end. Another went in, right next to it, this time from the bottom to the top end, making Cheryl scream out loudly again. Lastly a third was inserted, making a nice group of three needles in one cuntlip. Then the whole process was repeated on the other side, filling the room with the girl’s high pitched screams another three times.

Cheryl’s experience of the whole ordeal was starting to get surreal: she was freezing from the cold air, burning hot from the needles, almost hyperventilating from the pains she experienced, and could barely focus her vision on the evenly gray floor beneath her. She couldn’t even control her screams which came from her throat almost automatically now.

Marco couldn’t care less about all this, and grabbed another needle. Shifting his attention to just above her clit, he slowly crammed it into her vaginal mound, along the length of her stomach. Cheryl’s body reflexed immediately, and tensed every muscle of her lower body, trying desperately but futile to bring her legs together.

As Cheryl’s pelvis was visibly trembling, Marco slowly pushed another five needles in the tough tissue above her pussy.

And, as before, these were also sticking out the remaining inch. Cheryl closed her eyes tightly as she heard Marco walk to and back from a nearby table, undoubtedly getting his crop again. She pretty much envisioned the sight of him as she heard the wooshing sound of the crop flying through the air, before she felt her groin getting drilled with six steal shafts, making her wail out uncontrollably.

Marco slammed the crop straight down onto her groin, drilling the needles millimeter by millimeter into the area of her pubic bone. Cheryl could barely see straight now, as tears were running out of her eyes, dripping down to make dark spots on the concrete floor under her.

She even hardly noticed the spanking on her pussy had stopped al of a sudden.

As Marco went away to prepare for the big finale, Joshua pushed one of the buttons on the struts, rotating Cheryl forward, until she was lying horizontal again, face-up, just the way she started. He then lowered/raised her a bit until she was at waist height. Cheryl’s blurry vision wasn’t perfect, but she could make out the muscular body of Marco closing her again, now fully naked.

He stepped right in front of Cheryl’s stretched, needled, wide-open pussy and slowly pushed his massive cock into her tiny hole. In one deep, long plunge, he shoved in all the way, until his crotch touched the girls pubic bone. Cheryl whimpered and moaned as Marco started fucking her, making the needles in and around her pussy getting pushed and moved even more.
”I’ll go get the buzzer”, Josh said. “Take your time”, Marco smiled back, “I’m doin’ good over here”.

Walking to a side door leading into a side room of the basement, Josh looked over his shoulder, watching Marco fuck the helplessly tied and tortured girl with long, deep, slow plunges.

Josh entered the side room, and went to get one of the ‘buzzers’; a small control-panel on a cart on wheels, with an electricity cable running from it. The buzzer was used to controllably send jolts of electricity through plain black and red cable wires, which both ended with the same alligator clips which gripped Cheryl’s cuntlips. As Josh was about to roll one of the carts back to Cheryl, he noticed something in the corner of the small room.

In between some more buzzers and other devices he spotted a young black woman, barely in her twenties, also strapped tightly to an H-frame like Cheryl was. Except this one was a portable version, positioned upright and on rotating wheels. With tape covering her mouth and eyes, the only movement she made was an occasional shudder, trembling over her whole body. Josh stepped closer to look at the young woman, who looked as if she’s been stowed away just like the other devices around her. When closeby he spotted she’s had a lot of work done to her: her huge round breasts were firmly tied of with thin, red wire, looking like two huge balloons, and were pierced by thick, metal spikes of at least a full millimeter thick.

Each had one from top to bottom, starting close to her collarbones, and emerging again at the very bottom ends of her breasts, barely an inch from her ribs. A second was lodged through both of them from the side, making a bridge between them. And lastly, both boobs had a third spike, driven in straight through the nipple into the very center of the fleshy orb.

Each spike had several wires attached, which ended in the connectors of a buzzer standing nearby. Looking further down, Josh saw she also had clips stretching her pussy open, giving way to two big metal dildo’s shoved into her pussy and asshole, also wired to the buzzer. Looking at the controlpanel Joshua spotted the reason for the girls occasional shivering: it was set to “Auto”, which caused the buzzer to send electricity through the numerous connected wires at random intervals.

For a moment he stared at the tied, black body, enjoying the sight of each shudder her muscles made as another jolt fired through her body.

Maybe fueled by witnessing Marco’s extreme actions before, he did something he’d normally never do. He reached for the controlpanel and twisted the ‘frequency’ dial around. Almost as predictable as machinery, the black woman started to shudder in a much faster pace. Feeling his sadistical desires longing for more, he slowly started turning the voltage up as well, until the trembles had turned into strong buckles of her body, fighting desperately as wave after wave of electrons went through her. While she was shaking and breathing though her nose like crazy, Josh was pondering weather he should go one last step further. Hearing one of Cheryl’s screams echo from the main room, he was reminded he had more things to do.

“Ah hell. Why not..?” he thought, and with two quick flicks of his hand, he turned the dials for frequency and voltage to their full capacities. Immediately the black girl started buckling in her bounds like crazy, and even managed to make some moans under her taped mouth.

Finally rolling a buzzer-cart out the room, Josh marveled at the sight of the young woman, shaking and shuddering in her bound, stretched position, tucked away in the corner, next to other devices. Josh wondered if he should tell Mike about the changes he made, as he left the girl and closed the door behind him...

Marco had turned up his pace while Josh was away, and was now happily slamming away in the little girl, making loud slapping sounds as his body pounded against hers. He was leaning forward on her, with his hands cupped around her tits, squeezing them hard in-between his thrusts.

Breathing heavily, he paused and pulled out to help Josh apply the buzzer.

With Cheryl still recovering from her forced intercourse with Marco, the two men started to grab countless cables with alligator clips. Marco clipped wires on all six needles in her labia’s, and to four needles in her pubic mound, pulling them out with his nails for a few millimeters to have some steel to clip on to. Meanwhile Joshua worked on her breasts, also retracting needles with his fingernails, and clipped wires on those. Marco continued underneath, clipping wires to the needles in the girls asscheeks.

By the time they were done, Cheryl had countless wires running across her body, ending on the needles on her boobs, pussy and ass. Josh had forgotten all about his gentleness and care for his favorite girl by now, and nodded Marco to the buzzer’s control panel, hoping he would give it to her hard and rough. He wasn’t disappointed: Marco turned the voltage up all the way, and dropped the palm of his hand on the big round red button, which was for manually causing shocks. Holding it down, he sent a long powerful surge trough the girls body. Her body tensed completely, trembled like a struck guitar-string, and forced a wild, raspy sounding scream from her lungs. For four long seconds Cheryl felt like her pelvis and breasts would explode, before she went numb again when Marco let go of the button. As he gave her more of these long buzzes, she fought desperately but futile to keep some kind of control. After the twelfth shock, she was broken. After taking so much pain, her mind simply didn’t register any more. With her whole vision white from the bright lights shining in her face, she started to feel the pain, although still overwhelming, become bearable, and felt relieved having mentally given up.

After Marco had his fun shocking Cheryl, he set the buzzer to ‘auto’ and stepped toward Cheryl again. In front of her shivering pussy he rammed his cock in again and fucked her with deep hard plunges, making sure his cock was nicely coated with her juices. Then he pulled out and placed his cock in front of her asshole. Even with Cheryl’s lubrication, he needed to apply a lot of force, since her butt was clenched from her spread legs. But slowly he managed to press his dick into the girls rectum, inch by inch, until the feeling of the cold clips pressed between his and her groins confirmed he was full in. He started slowly, but pretty soon he was fucking her like crazy again. Normally her ass would untense after being impaled by something that big, but each electric shock automatically made it contract again, causing it to randomly squeeze Marco’s cock. Holding her firmly at her hips he was pumping her anal shaft like crazy.

After a few minutes of fucking her ass, Marco saw Josh give him a wink while holding a small table. He pulled out of her ass, which made a small pop, and helped Joshua place the bench under her. As he lied down on it under Cheryl, Josh lowered the frame until it was an inch or two above Marco, who immediately pushed in her ass again. Joshua now stepped in front of Cheryl and pushed his pole in her pussy. With Marco from below and Josh on top, Cheryl was now being fucked in both her holes, while still receiving shocks in a steady pace. She was so tight, both men felt their poles push against each other, squeezing the flesh between them.

Just before Mike wanted to make his shots of this final part, he walked past the buzzer’s controls, and slowly turned the dials for frequency up. As he started to film the young girl in many different angles, close-ups and wide-shots, Cheryl’s body was buckling heavily while the two guys were slamming in her belly through both her entrances, clenching her boobs in turn, making her wail out.

She wasn’t immediately recognizable as a human in her stretched position, and all the belts, needles and wires on her.

It didn’t take long for Marco to climax. When he was about to come, he quickly crawled out from under Cheryl, stepped in front of her face and pushed his rod into her mouth. Cheryl was barely able to notice, let alone resist. With ease he sank al the way down and shot his load deep into her throat.

He barely thought about the danger of choking the little girl, as he oozed his liquid down to her stomach. As he pulled out, Cheryl gasped for fresh air. Sweating and breathing heavily, he gave both her breasts a soft punch with a balled fist, making them bounce and jiggle like waterballoons.

Meanwhile Josh was still screwing Cheryl’s pussy, occasionally feeling an electric shock himself when his hips touched the clamps around her cunt. Looking at the girl beneath him, he could see her whole body shudder with each jolt. It made him smile as he remembered the black girl in the small storage room. He actually started to find the shocks pleasurable, and as he came close to his orgasm, he pushed as far into Cheryl as he could, and held is groin pressed against hers.

Even now he didn’t move, the jolts made the muscles around his cock contract, until it made him fire his cum deep into the girls womb. When he was satisfied, he pulled out and noticed how she was practically unconscience. For a little while he just stood there to watch the marvelous sight...

Joshua switched of the buzzer and crouched next to Cheryl. Carefully he started to remove the cables from the needles in her breasts, and then slowly pulled out the needles. When he was done he finally untied the leather straps around her body. Her arms first, then her legs, and finally her body. Her limbs flopped down, and before her slender body slid of the frame, Josh catched her in his arms. He’d almost believe she was dead if it wasn’t for her slowly moving breasts showing that she was breathing. As he started to carry her away from the cellar, Mike filmed the H-frame while letting him walk out of frame, leaving nothing but a sweat covered table with used belts, needles and cables lying around it. Then finally, he pressed the ‘stop’ button.

Cheryl could feel herself being lifted and carried away by Josh, her vision still blurry and unable to talk or even move a muscle. Her whole body tingled and glowed due to the numerous orgasms she must have had during the pains she had undergone. “I’ve done it,” she could only think, “I made it through, and I’m still alive..!”

She could vaguely hear Joshua say something to Mike, who in turn walked to a side room in the cellar and looked inside. He only smiled back at Josh, who went on carrying her to her room upstairs. “ow well,” she thought, “probably nothing important then...”

A little while later Cheryl stared at the ceiling of her room, slowly breathing as she only felt small tingles in her body. She felt kind of proud now, having sustained such a long and intense torture session. She looked at the alarmclock next to her bed.

4:30 h.: Her movie took most part of the night to make. Although quite exhausted, she didn’t feel like sleeping. Instead she stared at the small piles of ten and fifty-dollar notes next to the clock: 3500 dollars in total. “Maybe a new laptop”, she thought, “or that leather jacket she saw at the mall”.

After a while she started to wonder why the hell she kept doing this. “Is it because of the money... the attention...? Did I get suckered in this like countless other girls who get tricked into prostitution?”

But she realized there was nothing holding her back from quitting whenever she wanted.

She never got forced into this from Mike or anyone. Maybe she just gets some kind of acceptance here, a proof that people like her, even if expressed in cruel and painful ways. A sing that men find her sexually attractive, other than her dad who only slapped her around when he didn’t find things going his way.

Slowly she stopped looking for reasons, and started to think about how her hole experience looked from Mike’s point of view. The needles pushing into her boobs, all the spanking she got, the electrocution, the fucking, all in her vulnerable position... She caressed herself through her shirt; none of it hurt anymore. The more she thought of it the more she longed to see it for herself, until she finally stepped out of bed and went down the stairs.

Mikes mansion was huge, almost like a small castle, with paintings and statues amongst the decorative pillars. Going down two stairs, she went into Mike’s editing room, where she found him sitting behind his computer, already looking through the footage he filmed on a massive 30” HD-screen. While she stepped closer to him, she looked at a shelve she walked by.

Filled with countless tapes and dvd’s, she looked through all their labels. “Jennifer 14yo – DP, Jennifer 14yo – wax & spank, Charlotte 21 yo – needles & spanking, Lucy 17 yo – Big needles & sandwitch” There must have been hundreds on the shelves, maybe up to a thousand even.

She even spotted her own collection: “Cheryl 14 yo –anal, Cheryl 15 yo – bound & DP, Cheryl 15 yo – small needles, Cheryl 14 yo – wax, spank & electric.” As she looked over the fourty or so tapes with her name on it, she saw all the events in her mind again.

She got disrupted however when Mike called her closer. “You’re just in time, I just got it all copied to the harddrive. I’ve already checked some of it. You did absolutely wonderful, kiddo!” and gave her a long kiss as she stood next to him. Looking up at the screen she saw herself hanging upside down in the frame, while Marco pinned needles in her tensed bottom.

The image was of remarkable high quality; she could see every tiny ripple her skin made as a steel rod got punched in. She grabbed the mouse and reversed the movie back to where she was being tied up. Seeing herself splayed wide open with two big guys tying her down, she started feeling horny again. “Would you mind if I watched it with you?” she asked Mike, as she pulled of her shirt.

Mike smiled, unzipped his pants and laid back in his chair. Cheryl stepped out of her panties and, standing fully naked again, took out Mike’s cock and closed her warm mouth around it.

While it quickly became harder and bigger, she looked sideways at the screen, watching Marco slap his crop on her pussy. By the time Joshua came walking up with the first set of needles, she moved to sit on Mike’s lap, her back toward him, slipping his cock into her pussy. While slowly riding him, they both watched the screen, seeing the young girl getting her breasts pierced with needles...