Hangover
Lisa woke up with a splitting headache. Her body ached as well, some parts of it that is. Her tits and nipples were on fire and her cunt felt like it had been fried last night. She also had a very bad taste in her mouth. Lisa woke up with bad hangovers before and she knew she got wild when she went out drinking. She woke up several times to find herself in bed with men and women she didn’t know after what must have been a fuck fest. Remote memories of being fucked senseless where her only souvenirs on these mornings. Occasionally she woke up to find she had been spanked the previous night. Lisa didn’t mind to much, she was young, good looking and hell, if she needed some she went out to get some.
Things were different this time though. She went out not to get laid but to have a good time. She remembered having a couple of drinks and running into a group of girls and having some fun time, some kissing and petting but soon after that the rest of her evening out was missing. Lisa tried to move her arms to stretch herself and maybe piece together last night when a sharp pain shot through her cunt. In panic she looked down on her body and froze in shock. Her nipples had been pierced and two padlocks dangled from them. Also they wore a number of bruises. Lisa swallowed hard not to puke as her glance went further. Her cunt lips had been pierced and padlocked as well, but not only that. She had been handcuffed and the chain of the cuffs had been interlocked with the padlocks, thus chaining her hands to her cunt lips. Now Lisa really panicked. How could she be able to untie herself, and get rid of those piercings as soon as possible? Lisa carefully eased herself off the bed and tip-toed through her apartment calling out, hoping someone might still be there and release her. There was no-one to be found though.
What she did find however was her laptop on which her e-mail account announced that she got mail. Luckily beside the laptop there lay a single key. It was too big to fit in any of the padlocks but Lisa was able to unlock the cuffs. Since the cuffs were still interlocked with the padlocks, the cuffs now just dangled from her freshly pierced cunt lips. She took a hold of them to ease the pain and sat down in front of her laptop. A strange feeling radiated from her ass, like faint pain piercing through numbness, but Lisa decided to deal only with one catastrophe at a time. There were to mails in her account, one labelled “Read first”. She clicked on the mail and a single lick appeared on the screen. She clicked on it again to find herself directed to some page with only one file on it. A video-file. She opened it and was greeted by a shaky handheld shot of herself partying in the bar. Her on-screen self was surrounded by three young girls. Obviously Lisa enjoyed herself. One of them was stroking her thighs, another was kneading her tits, while the third one took a tequila shot in her mouth and spitted the shot in Lisa’s open wand waiting mouth. As soon as she drank it the girl bent down to give her a deep kiss. The one kneading her tits whispered something in Lisa’s ear. Her response was a needy “Yes, mistress” and a small giggle as she pulled out her g-string from under her skirt, briefly flashing her cunt to the camera and threw it at the camera laughing. The screen went blank for a minute and Lisa gulped hard seeing that the video was going on for another hour wondering what she’d done.
The screen came to life again and Lisa blushed instantly. There she was walking down a street past several busy clubs. She wore her own panties over her head, the crotch resting on her nose. The back of her skirt was tucked into her waist band making her moon the world as she strolled leisurely down the street. Every other step one of the girls would spank her ass hard with her bare hand while Lisa would just groan and then yell “thank you, mistress, may I have another?”. The people outside the clubs looked at the spectacle, some cheered, and some shook their heads. And Lisa wanted to die in shame watching this now? How could she have done a thing like that? Being wild was one thing but that slut she saw was nothing like her. Yet it was her. And obviously she enjoyed it. Her heart beat to her throat as the screen went black again. Time for the next bit.
Lisa saw herself laying on a bench, the three girls around her and a mean looking guy with tattoos all over his body. Her onscreen self pulled down her top and flashed her tits to the camera, shaking them obscenely. One of them kissed her again holding down one arm, another held the other arm. The third one was standing beside her, looking at the camera. “Now this little slut agreed to get pierced. She can stand all the pain that goes with it as long as we do what exactly, bitch?” Lisa smiled towards the girl and with a wide grin she answered “as long as you make me cum”. All three girls laughed and murmured “slut” and “bitch” as the third went down and started to rub Lisa’s cunt. She started to moan soon and tattoo-guy bend down to pierce her nipples. The on-screen Lisa groaned loudly but seemed to enjoy the pain, hell during the second piercing she actually came. Before her laptop Lisa shuddered and yet she did get aroused all the same. Only her shock of seeing herself like that prevented her of recognizing the drops of juice slowly running down her cunt and building a little pool on her seat. On screen Lisa was panting and moaning like a bitch in heat as the three girls put their heads together and then talked to tattoo-guy again. One pulled down her own panties and settled over Lisa’s head Lisa seemed greedy as she looked up at the cunt that was slowly lowering on her face and groaned “Oh, yes, please”. The girl commented on Lisa’s technique and ground her hips hard on Lisa’s face while taking a firm grip of Lisa’s hands. The other two girls held one of Lisa’s legs each as tattoo-guy was bending down and pierced Lisa’s cunt lips. Lisa bucked but not because of the pain it seemed. In fact Lisa shook in orgasm as did the girl that was sitting on her face. Soon enough tattoo-guy was finished and wiping the sweat off his forehead. The girl eased herself from Lisa’s face to reveal her having juice all over her face and the widest smile she could imagine. Her on-screen self was still panting and with a low purr she said “oh that was good!”. One of the girls said that Lisa should offer tattoo-guy a blow job since she made the poor man so horny with her lewd behaviour. Lisa agreed readily and tattoo guy took his already erect cock from his pants to see Lisa literally diving towards it and deep throating it. This part of the movie ended with a nice cum shot on Lisa’s face with a big load of cum spurting in her open mouth and waiting tongue.
Off-screen Lisa was petrified by now. This was a nightmare. And she just couldn’t understand why she never even seemed like refusing any of that. Instead she seemed to just beg for more. The screen came to life again. This time it seemed to be a seedy porn-shop. Lisa still had the back of her skirt tucked in her waistband and her freshly pierced tits were hanging out her top. The girls lead her through the aisles and stopped in front of a rack with whips and canes. They tried out several whips on her and on-screen Lisa had her fingers in her cunt and just moaned and begged for more. After some tries they found one cane and one whip made her respond best and obviously decided to purchase them. Walking along towards the counter they stopped at a shelf that displayed a number of dildos and butt plugs. Lisa looked at the merchandise with glassy eyes and then looked at the girls begging. One of them asked “What do you want then, slut?”. Lisa bowed towards the shelf and picked up a huge plug with her mouth. One of the girls took it from her mouth and slowly shoved it up Lisa’s asshole while Lisa moaned “thank you” over and over again. In front of her computer Lisa instinctively put her hands on her ass and froze in shock again. The plug was still inside her. On the way to the counter the girls picked up a mean looking strap-on and a pair of handcuffs, the one that was now dangling from her cuntlips, Lisa assumed. Lisa paid for the stuff herself giving the cashier her credit card and presented her ass to him to reveal the price tag that was still on the plug. Lisa let her hands be cuffed in front of her and was lead out the shop carrying the strap-on on her mouth while the girls took turns whipping her ass and tits. Lisa didn’t seem to mind.
Lisa’s world was crumbling in front of her and what’s more, she realised the throbbing in her cunt no longer came from her new piercings but from her arousal. She closed her eyes, shaking her head, praying that it was only a dream as the last part of the movie started. They were all back at Lisa’s place now. Lisa was on all fours, eating one of the girls as another was fucking her doggie style using the strap-on. The third took her time twisting her new nipple piercings. All the while on-screen Lisa just moaned and sighed lost in animalistic lust. She came several times while servicing the girls and being fucked. Then she walked up to the girl that had filmed the whole thing and started to eat her out too, commenting on her great taste. Camera-girl came quickly and then told Lisa to stay on her knees with her mouth open. After a few seconds camera-girl released a hot stream of piss on Lisa’s face and in her waiting mouth. Lisa gulped as did her on-screen self, drinking mouthful after mouthful. The other three cheered and decided to do that too. Lisa was tied down on her coffee table and one after the other the girls straddled her mouth and pissed down her throat while one of them used one of Lisa’s own vibrators to make her cum. Finally a worn-out Lisa collapsed in a huge orgasm and fell unconscious while the girls cheered.
Then the movie ended.
Lisa was shaking. How could she have done a thing like that? And why was she still getting aroused by that, looking at herself, behaving like a deranged animal? What was wrong with her?
After a while Lisa dared to open the second mail. It was just a short message:
Slut,
Didn’t we all have fun last night? If you don’t want your little adventure to be posted on youtube you’ll come to the club again tonight at 8 pm for some REAL fun.
PS: we still got all the keys to your body ;-)
Lisa stayed in shock for a moment. Then she rushed out of her seat to get dressed quickly. It was already 7.20 pm.
Hangover pt. 2
Lisa hurried back to the club. She moved as fast as she could with the cuffs still locked to her piercings. She put on a pair of panties before she left to keep them in place and keep them from dangling back and forth tugging painfully at her cunt lips. She did have to wear a skirt though; no way she could have hidden the bulge of handcuffs in her tight jeans. She still had the plug up her ass, she tried to remove it but figured it was too big. If she had the time she would have tried to ease it out her asshole but figured she didn’t have the time to do it. She was nearly hysterical. The life she led would be over if those girls really posted that video. Her career would vaporize as would her social life. She resolved to do the best she could to keep them from ruining her and cling on to the tingle in her cunt to make her last through whatever they had in store for her.
The club was only open for half an hour and almost empty, except for the four girls sitting at the back, almost a secluded area. Lisa looked on her watch: 7.59 pm, she did make it in time. The girls cheered as Lisa walked over to them, her head bowed in shame, blushing deeply. One of them looked at her: “Look who’s back for more”.
Lisa sat down on an empty chair unable to face their smirking faces but was topped dead in her tracks.
Lisa just looked at the girl puzzled.
She murmured a “sorry” as she got up again, blushing even more. Being bossed around by this girl was bad and she feared what this night had in store for her. She feared even more that her cunt could cream up again like when she watched the video, making the girls think she was into this.
The girls wasted no time.
Lisa obeyed and pulled down her top, revealing her tits. The girls seemed disappointed.
They burst into laughter and Lisa felt her nipples getting hard. Because of the cool evening air she told herself, but she knew better. The girls of course noticed.
Again they laughed out loud.
A tear was running down Lisa’s face as lifted her skirt only to be laughed at again.
Lisa looked down. The steel loops of the handcuffs made it look like a gaping wide open cunt pressed against her panties.
Lisa put her panties down slowly, revealing her cunt. The cuffs were glistening with her cunt juice.
The cuffs dangled from her cunt lips and tugged hard on her. Lisa moaned.
Lisa whimpered, god knew what those girls had in mind.
One girl waved her foot in front of her. Lisa began to bow down but was stopped again.
Lisa closed her eyes and sank to her knees. Even before she opened her eyes again she could feel a big toe invade her mouth. Instinctively she began sucking on the toe in her mouth while the girls applauded. After what seemed like an eternity the girl withdrew her foot from her and slapped Lisa’s face with the sole of her foot.
She was slapped again.
During the next hour Lisa sucked and licked all four girls’ toes for all she was worth, hoping and praying they’d let her go. But for the girls the night just began. They ordered her to get up and to leave the bar with them the way she was: tits hanging out of her top, the cuffs visibly dangling between her legs. On the street the girls sang “Slave 4 U” and bumped their hips into Lisa making her almost trip and send the cuffs swaying painfully.
After a ten minute walk Lisa realized they stood outside last night’s tattoo parlour again. She started to cry as they walked in. Tattoo guy recognized the posse straight away and greeted them.
Lisa started to get scared now. They led her in the back room again. This time she was tied to the bench with her legs spread. The girls cheered when they saw Lisa was still wearing the plug. The first girl sat on Lisa’s face again just as Lisa heard the tattoo needle come to life. She was told to lick them good or else they’d tattoo her all night, tattoo her tits or her forehead, not just her cunt.
Lisa was a quivering mess by the time tattoo guy stopped his work. A bandage was placed right above her cunt where they had tattooed her, so Lisa didn’t even know what they chose to put on her. Up to know she only serviced three of the four girls and number four was ready to get comfortable on Lisa’s face as they discussed what to do with her while she ate the girl out. Lisa never heard what they came up with but she soon felt it. Her inner cunt lips were pierced twice on each side and she screamed in the girl’s cunt above her all the way just as the girl came.
They made her get up and she looked in horror down her cunt at the large bandage above her cunt and her new piercings, four heavy rings pulling her lips down. The girls untied her and made her kneel in front of tattoo guy again. Lisa had to suck him again and thankfully he was cumming down her throat in no time. As they left he gave her a hard slap on her ass.
They wandered on down the street. The cuffs were still dangling from yesterday’s piercings, her tits still hanging out of her top and the girls tucked the back of her skirt in her waistband again, making her flash her plugged ass on the street.
They didn’t walk long however for the next stop was right ahead, the porn shop. Lisa was pushed in and the guy behind the counter greeted the girl with a big bag already in his hand. Since Lisa had no money or credit card on her they made her blow the cashier too and then went on to the restroom. If the shop itself was seedy the restroom was the worst place on earth. Filthy and with numerous remains of people fucking from what seemed to be decades ago. Lisa was shaking with fear as to what she had to do here. The girls pulled out a ring gag and put it on her. This one was also padlocked on her. Then they produced a single tail whip and hit her badly. Lisa tried to cover her body, but every time she protected her tits they’d hit her ass, thighs or cunt or the other way around. After an eternity and heavy welts all over her they stopped. Lisa was begging them to stop, articulating through the ring gag as good as possible. The girls just laughed and told her she had one more thing to do. Lisa dreaded the thought of what would come next. They opened the lid of the toilet. It was dirty, covered with stains of all kind. Lisa was told to lick it clean and it took only a few hits with the single tail to convince her.
As she licked years worth of piss, shit and cum off the porcelain the girls went to work. A set of huge ben-wa balls was shoved in Lisa’s cunt and she felt a padlock close around the heavy rings on her inner lips. Finally they told her to stop. One of the girls squatted next to her.
Lisa’s mind was racing. Maybe she’d be able to control the damage or start over again someplace else. But there was no way she could endure those girls abusing her every day. So with tears in her eyes she shook her head no. The girls seemed only mildly disappointed.
With that the girl ripped of the bandage to reveal Lisa’s new tattoo spelling “LEZZIE PAIN SLAVE” in bright red letters. Lisa was on the verge of fainting as the girls locked the padlocks on her tits to the flushing chain of the toilet. Going to jail? With a record of abuse like that? It would be hell. She tried to utter some words that she’d made up her mind but a hard slap to her face shut her up.
The girl showed her a handful of small keys to the padlocks, threw them in the toilet and flushed. Lisa screamed as she saw the keys to free her disappeared in the sewer. Before the girls turned to leave the put a sign up over Lisa saying “Toilet broken – use slut”, spat in her face and left her in the bathroom to go home and send the video around the world.
Thanks to all…. Some great feedback on that one… keep going ;-)
Hangover pt. 3
By dawn Lisa was a quivering mess. She was kneeling all night and soon enough word got around there’s a weird perverted bitch chained in the shop’s bathroom. One after the other men came in and fucked her throat and piss in her mouth or over her body, her tears mixing with the hot urine jetting in her face like from a hose.
Eventually fewer men came and Lisa had enough time to ponder on what her life had become and where it will probably go from here. Her social life was gone. Even if they took the video off youtube in a flash it would still have been downloaded a thousand times and yes they will pass it around and surely it will take days rather than weeks before someone of her relatives, friends or co-workers saw it. From that moment on her reputation would be worth nothing. Once the police would get hold of her she’d be hauled off to jail. Being a child abuser she’d serve a good fifteen years. If only being imprisoned was her problem. Being a child abuser in jail was like wearing a perpetual “Kick me” sign. Being a lesbian child abuser Lisa was sure she’d spent the most of those fifteen years on her knees between some 20-life dyke’s fat thighs. Being a lesbian Child abuser with a huge “LEZZIE PAIN SLAVE” tattoo… her fantasy failed to produce a scenario bad enough to come close to what she considered her future. At first she tried to make the men feel pity for her and somehow get her free. Later she prayed to be somehow miraculously rescued by anyone. At one point she even considered just ripping the piercings from her cunt but even then she would have still been chained to the toilet. As the sun finally rose she was just desperate and willing to accept any fate.
It was then when the door opened again and the girls stood in front of her again, chuckling as they saw the filthy mess that was Lisa. They wore an evil smile of victory. Lisa couldn’t care less. Out of nowhere her energy was back. She frantically tried to gargle pleads through her ring gag making the girls laugh. After some time one of the girls just put her foot in Lisa’s mouth to shut her up and Lisa got the message. She waited quietly for whatever the girls had to say and found herself actually praying they’d take her as their slave.
The girl bent down to Lisa’s face and mockingly wore an expression of pity on her face.
Lisa felt tears dwell up.
The girl backed away.
They turned to leave as Lisa tried to shout as loud as she could.
They girls stopped and exchanged looks. They had to try hard not to laugh out loud. One girl turned to her again.
Lisa tried to scream from the top of her lungs.
By now Lisa was going crazy, her only thought was: Please god, please. Make them take me.
It was then the girl turned to her friends again with a smile.
Lisa nodded frantically. The girl bowed down again and continued in her mock voice.
Lisa nodded again.
Lisa tried to say the words “please, yes Mistress” as articulately as possible. The girl seemed like she could continue for hours like that. It was camera girl who grew tired.
The girl in front of Lisa snapped out of it.
Lisa shook her head violently. The girl nodded and held a set of keys in front of her.
Lisa nodded, still praying they’d take her with them. She didn’t care what they threatened her with. She resolved to obey them in any way. Never say no, never disobey.
As one of the girls undid the padlock that chained her to the toilet Lisa’s heart missed a beat. And as soon as the lock set her free she fell to the floor and tried to kiss the girls’ feet. Not because she was told to, but because she was so thankful.
The girls made her stand, her hands still cuffed to her labia piercings. One took a large black garbage bag and ripped a hole in it. They pulled the bag over her head and her drenched and broken body.
Lisa nodded again and one girl undid the gag. With a hoarse voice Lisa whispered and whimpered “thank you”s again and again until one girl slapped her face hard.
On their way home Lisa felt like she was walking on air. Saved from the depths of hell just in time. She didn’t care that the garbage bag barely covered her ass and cunt. She didn’t mind the stench of piss on her body. She didn’t mind the lewd comments and name calling from the four girls around her. In fact she cherished them. Those wonderful women decided to take that lowly heap of smelling human waste and allowed it to go home with them. Back at the porn shop the girls grabbed two strap-ons on their way out. The cashier let them leave without paying. He made enough money on Lisa that night. Occasionally the girls lifted her bag and smacked Lisa’s ass hard. She felt the sting but she didn’t care. The warmth radiation from her ass to her cunt, to her heart, to her head were too good to bother the pain.
Back at Lisa’s place the girls ripped the bag from her and undid the cuffs from her labia piercings. The ben-wa balls just slipped out of Lisa’s drenched cunt and fell to the floor to lie in a puddle of her own juices. The girls laughed again, poked her puffy cunt lips and ridiculed her gaping, sopping cunt. Camera girl grabbed Lisa’s hair and dragged her to the shower stall. A stream of ice cold water cascaded down Lisa’s head and body. She was just thankful the girls would allow her to clean up. Camera girl took the shower head off and pushed the tube in Lisa’s cunt and then her ass before she had to take the tube in her mouth. Finally she turned the water off.
Lisa was shaking and had goose bumps all over her body as they pushed her back to the living room. One girl took her time and connected her cuffs to her nipple piercings. The short chain of the cuffs put quite some strain on Lisa’s nipples but she only moaned slightly. They didn’t have to push her to the ground; Lisa basically sank to her knees without the use of force. Camera girl lounged on the couch and spread her legs. Lisa’s mouth watered as she saw camera girl’s pussy and without being told she bent forward and by the force of gravity alone sank in the warm, moist folds, her face buried deep in her pussy and started lapping eagerly. Lisa didn’t care that one of the girls taped her again. And as one of the girls put on a strap-on, knelt behind her and delivered that first, hard thrust into Lisa’s cunt, she was only able to moan a soft “thank you”.
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