Erotic Desires

Abusers?

The party was nearly over. Kerry and Lindley faded in and out of consciousness, their aching knees undermining their desperate efforts to rest. Painful steel-toothed clamps hung from their sore nipples and labia and their breasts, bottoms and cunts were red from flogging. They had endured twelve hours of hard fucking and their torn, tattered dresses clung to the skinny young girls’ shivering, sweat-soaked frames purely by virtue of their moist skin and the stale, sticky cum plastered all over their bodies. Semen streaked their hair and coated their chins and necks with a glistening white sheen.

Lindley had screamed in agony while her abusers directed their ejaculate toward her face and eyes, which burned and stung so severely that she nearly cut her skin struggling against her restraints. The men had kindly wiped her eyes and provided her with a blindfold, and soon her screaming faded into a moan that persisted throughout the night. Kerry sighed in relief when Lindley’s moaning subsided, replaced with quiet sobbing and whimpering. The two girls even managed to catch a few short naps after events began to wind down, sleeping in bursts of fifteen to twenty minutes.

There were older women kneeling next to them, also bound hand and foot. Lindley’s frail little body was pressed between that of her older sister Kerry and a call girl named Lauren. Kerry surmised that Lauren was in her late twenties. She was tall, pale, fit but curvy with long red hair and large, heaving breasts that grazed Lindley’s stiff little nipples with every breath. Kerry had enjoyed fucking her and wished she was the one feeling the pretty whore’s tits rise and fall. Kerry found herself fascinated by Lauren’s kinkiness, lost in wonder at the possibility that a woman would endure this torture willingly for any amount of money.

Kerry’s younger sister was pressed against her left side, and an older brunette woman was leaning against her right. Kerry recalled that the woman’s name was Katie and assumed she was in her late thirties. She was athletic and pretty but her face was bleak and heavy with sorrow and regret. Kerry knew that she wasn’t being paid like Lauren was. She was a victim of circumstance, tricked or coerced like Kerry and her sister into participating in this depraved frat party. The sisters could tell from the welts and lash marks covering Katie’s skin that she wasn’t just a kinky slut out for a thrill.

She was an unwilling slave and a model for what Kerry and Lindley’s abusers expected them to become. Kerry smiled for the first time in hours as she mused in the quiet dim of early morning and reflected that they could never make an unwilling slave out of Lindley. The twisted little slut lived to serve men and service their cocks, and she took to pain and humiliation like a fish to water. This night’s experience had left her shaken, but in a few days she would be begging for more boys to cum on her face.

Kerry only wished she could be so enthusiastic. Her cruel masters forced her to compete with her sister sexually and match her impressionable adolescent horniness at all times. Kerry was nearly always exhausted, though she could not deny that she derived sexual satisfaction from her new lifestyle. She experienced arousal and orgasms with a frequency that could easily be described as above average, though never a rival to her slutty little sister.

Kerry heaved another sigh, this time in frustration as Lindley began to moan and quiver once more. She had just awoken from a pleasant dream, come back to an awareness of her situation and become so overwhelmed with masochistic lust that she was practically cumming at the thought of it. Kerry felt ashamed of her sister even as she felt her own cunt grow damp again.

Staring at the throng of unconscious, drunken college boys who had spent the past twelve hours raping them, Kerry allowed her mind to wander over the events of the past few months. No matter how many times she replayed the events in her mind, she could not understand how her innocent playfulness had turned her life into such a horrifying nightmare.