Aurélie’s Experiences in Doeville

by Yorts Nest and Aurélie Catena

1. Prolog

Aurélie couldn’t believe it. She was finally going to get to beat the crap out of that spic bitch Stella Doubt. They became enemies their freshman year in college when Stella stole Aurélie’s boyfriend. Aurélie returned the favor the following semester when Stella had a new boyfriend. Then last semester, a young man Aurélie had dated a few times, dumped her for Stella. Aurélie hadn’t been that fond of him anyway, but Stella kept going around bragging about how Aurélie didn’t know how to satisfy a man and how easy it was for her to steal them from Aurélie.

After their first little scrap which was broken up by friends, they both took a few kung fu courses, hoping to beat the shit out of each other if they were to fight again. A few more catfights did break out in the university locker room, but their friends always separated them before a real winner could be determined. But Aurélie always thought she was winning and kept bragging about it to everyone she knew. She liked to show off her small collection of torn tops she had ripped off of Stella’s chest during those catfights. Now she was really looking forward to ripping off Stella’s panties and shoving their slimy stinky crotch deep into her smutty mouth.

Aurélie was fairly tall at 5’6”, but very slim and only weighed 120 pounds. She is a very cute girl with mid-back-long, curly Auburn hair and beautiful green eyes. The practice of kung fu has provided her with a taut body with delicate, though well defined muscles, and when moving, she evokes thoughts of a panther. She has a very feminine body, with firm breasts jutting proudly from her chest. Stella is slightly shorter, but weighs about 130 pounds of muscles and breasts. Like most Latinos, she has larger than average boobs and a great butt. While Stella’s extra weight might give her an advantage in a wrestling match, Aurélie’s superior quickness would give her the advantage in most martial arts fights.

It was the 2nd week of their summer vacation prior to their senior year that they had finally agreed to a no holds barred public fight. Aurélie didn’t know why Stella insisted it be conducted in Doeville, but she didn’t care. She just wanted the chance to beat that bitch to a bloody pulp. And they agreed to an ‘Ultimate Surrender’ type of fight in which the winner decides how loser gets fucked in the grand finale. Although she was already sub-consciously day-dreaming of how she would dildo fuck that bitch senseless; Aurélie had no lesbian tendencies she would openly admit to and consdered the concept somewhat disgusting. Thus, it was not the prospect of being sexually-serviced by Stella that had enticed her to accept the fight. Rather, it was her strong desire to humiliate her publicly and Stella would soon discover what it meant to be inescapably tied and rendered a sexual fuck-toy for strangers. Aurélie might even satisfy some of her most sadistic penchants on her while Stella was tied and helpless.

3. Chapter 01 – Aurélie arrives in Doeville

“That’s her,” Stella told the Sheriff when she saw Aurélie’s car pull up to the front door of the motel.

The Sheriff picked up his radio mike, flipped the switch and said, “Bogey has arrived. I repeat, the bogey has arrived”.

Unaware of the attention her arrival had aroused, Aurélie shut off the engine and stretched her limbs, arching her back. This made her proud breasts to press against the thin material of her blouse. This had been a long trip, driving all the way from Los Angeles. The air-conditioner in her car didn’t work, so she had left long before daybreak to get as much of the drive in as possible before the sun really heated things up. However the last few mid-morning hours had been across hot desert country – and her pale skin was glistening with a thin coat of perspiration despite having all the windows open. She was tired and was dreaming of a long, cool shower and a quite relaxing afternoon. Then a long night of rest and she would be ready to beat that arrogant bitch of Stella for good the next day. The thoughts of what she was going to do to her hated rival had kept her awake and focused all along the monotonous IS-10 highway.

Aurélie opened the door and dropped a pair of heeled sandals down where she could easily step into them (she had a fondness for driving barefoot). She slowly laced the long black lanyards around her calves. When she stood up, those watching saw she was wearing a tight blue denim skirt.

Being somewhat of a tease, she loved the ways guys would try to get an ‘up-skirt shot’ while pretending not to. Because of the heat, she had a button-less tie-top, displaying much of her firm cleavage as well as her taut belly and navel. A discrete white bra was slightly exposed by the deep wide V of the white top and the rim of what looked like a black thong some times flashed above the hem of her really short skirt.

“Looks like she likes to flash,” the Sheriff commented. “Well it won’t be long now before she will be showing everybody everything whether she wants to or not.”

As Aurélie was walking around her car and into the motel lobby, her heels clicking on the hard concrete, three deputies started moving in for the capture. She was up to the desk and looking for the check-in clerk when she heard, “Ms Catena?”

“Yes?” she questioned, turning around to see two deputies walk up to either side of her. She welcomed them with a wide smile, assuming that they were going to ask her if she needed help with her luggage. It always felt so nice to be in a country town, where the men acted like gentleman and not like the ‘gods gift to women’ jerks in Los Angeles.

She looked at the one on her right as he began to speak and saw his name tag read ‘DAWG’. “You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law even if we misquote what you say. Here in Doeville, you do not have the right to make a phone call. You do not have the right to a lawyer even if you can afford one, and we sure as heck ain’t gonna provide one for you if you can’t. You do have the right to strip yourself and come peacefully with us. Should you not do so, resisting arrest will be added to your charges. Now, please start stripping, blouse first.”

The wide smile Aurélie faded at once at these words. At first, Aurélie was too baffled to answer anything. That must be an error. But he had called her by her name, and so there was little room left for confusion. Her vivid temperament was soon back. She forced herself to smile again and to conceal her anger before answering. She knew her smile (and her cleavage) was her most powerful weapon against such dumb, retarded, country cops.

“What? You must be mistaken, Officer. First, pray tell me for what reason you want to arrest me. Secondly, even if I had done something illegal, I do not see why I should strip here, or anywhere else for that matter. Thus, let us not rush too fast. I am more than ready to follow you to your office so that we can solve this little misunderstanding we are going through.”

Aurélie was completely unprepared and caught totally off-guard when the deputy behind her grabbed her right wrist with his left hand, twisted her arm up behind her. Next, he grabbed a handful of hair in his right hand, spun her around and bent her over the check-in counter. Aurélie squealed from the pain in her scalp and in her twisted arm. The pain paralyzed her, as her chest was flattened onto the counter. Deputy Dawg quickly grabbed the back of her skirt, yanked it up and gave both bottom cheeks a hard open handed swat.

He dropped her skirt back down and said, “That was the only warning you are going to get little lady. After Deputy Gropher lets you up, if you know what’s good for you, you will turn around and quickly start shucking those sexy, teasing duds of yours. Otherwise your bottom is going to get introduced to my truncheon here and I assure you it won’t like it.” He then nodded to Gropher to let her go.

Aurélie was shocked. She could still feel the throbbing in her buttocks and her hair was somewhat entangled. She was massaging her shoulder as she looked into both deputies with unbelieving eyes. When pressed onto the counter, her sweat had made wide spots on the front of her blouse. She was panting slightly. She was looking around inside the office and down the hallway, hoping some kind of help might be around, but nobody was in sight.

Her mind was churning. Those guys must be weirdoes with stolen or fake police outfits. She had to escape them and find a real policeman. By chance, the few lessons of kung fu she had attended had taught her how to react in such a situation. She collected her mind and composed a resigned face.

“Alright! The law is the law.” she said. She brought her finger to the top button of her blouse, as if complying with the order. But suddenly, her leg darted explosively towards Gropher’s crotch, which was the closer of the two. She almost felt his balls squashed between her foot and his pelvis, just before he doubled over, holding his groin and squealing.

Stella had told the Sheriff that Aurélie was well trained in Kung Fu tactics. Thus he had made contingency plans to have Deputy Bang stationed outside the glass door with a state-of-the-art TaserX26. This thing can drop a huge bull in its tracks at 35 feet. It sure as heck wouldn’t have a problem stopping a 120 pound woman. Gropher may have been overconfident and underestimated Stella’s warning, but Bang had been hoping for a chance to use his newest toy ever since he got it several weeks ago.

Thus he had been watching everything through the glass door, ready to react if needed. As soon as he saw Aurélie start her kick, he was opening the door and bringing his Taser up to firing position.

Aurélie was hoping the over weight Deputy Dawg would be too surprised to react very fast and turned to make a run for the door, thus giving Bang a full frontal shot that would be impossible to miss from that short range. Aurélie’s eyes opened wide when she saw the deputy blocking her way out. She had not time to react before Bang triggered his weapon. She felt excruciating pain as the two small metal probes buried themselves into the top meaty exposed part of her left tit. Immediately, a violent pain exploded in her chest, quickly propagating to her whole body. Flashes were blinding her eyes, furious spasms agitated her limbs and anguish constricted her throat. However, she couldn’t even scream no matter how badly she wanted to. The current disrupted her brain from controlling any muscle in her body and she started dropping to the floor. Deputy Dawg was expecting this though and was able to catch her before she fell flat on her face.

Aurélie’s muscles did not obey her anymore. They were shivering uncontrollably. She could not even speak. The sudden and violent pain of the Taser had vanished in a second but she was now suffering from the worst cramps she had ever got, and those were affecting the tiniest of her muscles. Her face was contorted in a mask of agony with her eyes wide open. The worst was that, despite the pain wracking her senses, she was totally conscious and aware of what was happening around and to herself.

Dawg lowered Aurélie slowly to the floor and laid her on her back. “You were warned bitch.” But Aurélie was in no condition to respond to anything he said. He reached down and untied the knot of her blouse. The wires running back to Deputy Bang’s Taser weren’t in the way at all. Pulling out a switch blade, he sliced her bra between the two cups. He pushed them to the side exposing her breasts. “Not bad, not bad at all. Let’s find out what the rest of her looks like.”

‘Oh my God! Why is this happening to me?’ Aurélie thought as her clothes were removed one by one. She wanted to protest, to fight, but she was utterly powerless.

Using both hands, Dawg pulled her up into a sitting position by her hair. Bang holstered his weapon and came over and pulled her blouse and bra off her shoulders then down and off her arms. Dawg laid her back out flat. He then straddled her legs and reached down to unsnap and unzip her skirt. Reaching down, he grabbed her ankles, pulled them up and braced them against his shoulders. Grabbing the bottom of her skirt, he pulled it off her hips and up her legs. Lowering her legs back to the floor, he took out his switch blade again and cut the two side straps of Aurélie’s thong. He then pulled it off insuring the back strap cut up through her pussy lips as he did so.

Aurélie was now completely naked, her trembling body lying on the cold floor of the motel. Her skin was glistening from a thin layer of sweat. Her firm breasts pointed to the ceiling, shaking like jelly puddings. Some saliva was drooling from her gaping mouth.

He then put two leather cuffs and straps around her ankles while Bang put two around her wrists. Bending over, Dawg picked Aurélie up and threw her over his shoulder in the standard fireman’s carry. He headed off down the hall slapping her bare bottom all the way. It was a rosy pink by the time they reached the end of the hall.

Deputy Bang followed. The needle probes were still embedded in Aurélie’s left breast. The wires hanging down Deputy Dawg’s back and sliding across the floor as Bang followed about 10 feet behind with his Taser. Neither thought Aurélie would need to be zapped again, but they weren’t taking any chances with this feisty heifer.

There were several bell hop carts by the back door and Dawg dumped Aurélie on the nearest. He then used the straps on her wrists and ankles to suspend her from the top bar of the cart. Only after she was fully suspended did they remove the needles from her breast. Aurélie was hanging by her four limbs, her back slightly rounded, her head dangling down with her hair brushing the cart bed. Her fingers and toes were wiggling as she was beginning to get control over her body back.

Aurélie was finally coming back to her senses as he wheeled the cart down the hallway and back out into the front office. She began to moan and to flex her limbs slightly, testing the resistance of her restraints. Aurélie heard a very pissed off Deputy Gropher say, “That fucking cunt. Let me have a go at her Sarge.”

“O.K. Six on her tits with your belt for now. You’ll get lots of other opportunities for revenge later. This tasty twat will be with us for quite a while.

At these words, Aurélie began to fully realize her situation. “Listen! I am innocent! Why are you doing this to me?” she pleaded while fighting more strongly against her bonds, but all 3 deputies ignored her pleas.

Taking his belt off, Gropher walked over to the right side of the cart. He laid his belt across her tits and stepped back just a little to get the right distance. With a full overhead looping swing, he slashed it directly across both nipples. Aurélie’s body jumped and arched in the frame, while she let out a loud scream. She lifted her head to look at her breast as it felt as if her nipples must have burst open. Her timing was perfect to witness the next blow. The second slash of the belt landed even harder and smashed soft flesh flat, making her breasts bulge out on each side. Dawg gave her a third belt whip from the right side before walking around and giving her three from the left side. Aurélie screamed and arched her body with each wicked stroke, thrashing into her bondage and cursing the deputies.

They then wheeled Aurélie out the front door, but stopped in the front loading area as they saw the Sheriff and Stella get out of the car and come over to them. Stella had a tag pinned to the front of her top, showing her photo. At first, Aurélie only saw the Sheriff and immediately began to complain: “Sheriff! I’m glad to see you! Look what those bastards have done to me! I’m innocent! I don’t even know why… SHIT! Stella! What are you doing here?” As she noticed her rival, her humiliation climbed a level. Here she was, tied up, naked, her breast throbbing from the severe belting they had just experienced. Her heart fell as she began to realize she might have fallen into a trap. Her muscles clenched as she lifted her body in the frame, her humiliation changing to anger.

“Sheriff! I don’t know what this bitch might have told you about me, but I can swear you that it was pure bullshit! I’m innocent from whatever she might be accusing me! I want a lawyer! I have the right to get the chance to prove my innocence!”

“Lady, in Doeville, I AM the law and I decide what rights if any the women in this town have. And after assaulting an officer of the law like you did, you have no rights what-so-ever. I was planning on being fairly lenient with you, star in the show tonight at my club, let Stella have some strap-on fun with you and let you go tomorrow. But now, I’m going to throw the book at you and send you to the farm. The guards there specialize in breaking feisty little mares like you.”

Aurélie remained aghast at what she had just heard. “That can’t be true! I didn’t do anything against the law. Your deputies assaulted me mere seconds after I entered this stinking town! From their demeanor, I thought they were pretending to be cops and went into self-defense mode. I would never have attacked them if they had behaved like gentlemen! I want a lawyer right now! And release me from this stupid cart!”

The Sheriff looked over to Deputy Dawg and said, “Add disturbing the peace to the list of charges. Also add being discourteous to an Officer of the Law and slandering an Officer of the Law as well. Ordinarily I say gag her, but after assaulting Gropher like she did, lets just let her keep adding to her own misery and add another charge every time she whines or makes another foolish demand.”

Hearing this, Aurélie glared daggers at the Sheriff, but was wise enough to at least momentarily shut up.

The Sheriff had a different type of cuffs and straps in his hand. Holding them up to Deputy Dawg he said, “Here, this set will let us attach each foot individually so we can spread them well apart on the crossbar.” Handing Dawg one of the cuffs, he started attaching one of the cuffs on her left leg while Dawn worked on the right one.

As they released the first set of straps, Aurélie kicked, bucked and twisted her body like a trapped panther, roaring and cursing. She turned red in anger and if her eyes had been shotguns, there would have been quite a massacre to relate in the Doeville Chronicle. But bound as she already was, with one strong deputy for each leg, there was little she could to prevent them from securing her ankles almost three feet apart. Soon she was hanging with her legs so widely spread that she could feel a dull pain in her crotch tendons. When she lifted her head, she could get glances of her well-trimmed sex gaping wide, while she helplessly tried to close her thighs.

Stella walked up and leered at Aurélie. “Well slut, you don’t look so tough now. Oh my goodness, what did they do to your poor little bitty titties? They look like they may be really tender. Are they?” she asked as she reached down and gave both of them a vicious twist.

“You fucking bitch!” Aurélie hissed. “What did you tell them? Are you so low a coward that you need the help of four men to help you handle me?” She tried to spit at her, but in her inverted position, she did not reach her. Her teeth and fist were clenched in anger and her muscles bulged in her limbs as she was hanging, helpless, from the cart.

Hearing this, Stella pulled and twisted her nipples even harder. Aurélie groaned in pain. Her nipples were stretched and twirled mercilessly by the Latino’s strong fingers. She arched her body, clenched her biceps and yanked her torso sideways, letting out a short gasp as her nipples escaped from their cruel grip. She glared at Stella for some time but the muscles in her neck were tiring fast and she had to let her head fall backwards again. She was panting slightly.

“You smelly cunt, don’t dare to touch me again or I swear that I’ll make you regret it for the rest of your life!” she cursed in red anger.

“Back off Stella,” the Sheriff ordered. “You will get your turn at her later. Right now, she gets to be the star of today’s parade.”

Aurélie gave the Sheriff a questioning look, but then saw Gropher and Bang were tying the cart to the back of a pickup.

Looking at Aurélie the Sheriff said, “I hope you are comfortable dear. It’s a couple of miles to the station on the other side of town. But we’ll go real slow to make sure everyone on main street gets to see how pretty you are.” Turning around he headed towards his car with a “Let’s go guys.”