WARNING: The chapters in this contain scenes of
graphic sex involving lesbianism, masturbation,
mechanical sex acts, bestiality, and bondage, all with
strong undercurrents of pain, and, if you can believe
it, romance. In code, that is [f ff fd ffdd mech bd
pain rom]. If subject matter of this nature does not
interest you, do not read any farther.
All events in this are fictional.
(DUH!) All the characters in this are
fictional. This is a fantasy, i.e. a place
where physical acts and human responses are
not limited to or necessarily based in
reality. Therefore, some acts and responses
described are physically impossible or
physiologically improbable. Do not try them
yourself, especially alone. This is
intended for the salacious entertainment of
consenting adults, not as an instructional
manual. Again, do not try to do any of the
things described in this story. You will
injure yourself or your partner.
If you are under 18 years of age, go away.
This will burn your eyeballs.
If material of a strong sexual nature is
prohibited where you are, go away.
By continuing, the reader accepts all
responsibility for any disgust, revulsion,
jail sentences, or pleasure that result from
reading this story.
You have been warned!
That said, enjoy!..:)
NightShade
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Cindy's New Friends
By NightShade.
Chapter 13
Cindy walked up to the fourth floor room on Monday
morning with a bouncy step, not even noticing the
conspicuous absence of her crotchety boss. She was
feeling much better and was looking forward to trying
out more of the equipment. Stepping into the room she
stopped short. There was someone sitting in one of the
couches. When she saw it was Mary sitting on the couch
waiting for her, she gave a squeal of delight and ran
to embrace the beautiful woman.
Mary stood up and smiled at her as Cindy approached.
The two women hugged.
"Mary! It's so good to see you," Cindy started out.
"What are you doing here? How did you get in here so
early?" The continued on with a myriad
rapid fire questions.
Whatever it was about Mary that caused her to babble
on, Cindy didn't know. But she had a thousand
questions that just seemed to pour out of her. Mary
grinned down at the excited girl. She had been flushed
coming into the room, as if she was looking forward to
continuing the assignment. That was good. She had
watched the and her on the and audio
feeds from the cameras all weekend, so she knew
the was feeling better. Some of the girl's antics
had amazed ever her, as jaded as she was. Her sexual
stamina had impressed Mary, too.
"It's good to see you again, too, Cindy," Mary
answered. "Mrs. Cross asked me to help you out with
your assignment. She said you had to go home early on
Friday and that it looked as if you had some trouble
last Friday. Is everything OK?" It was still too
early to report the bitch as missing. That would
come later, and hopefully, from someone else.
Cindy's hands leapt to her chest, now almost fully
recovered. Apparently it hadn't been as bad as she had
first thought. "It was nothing that won't heal, but I
think that machine over there needs to be
recalibrated," she said, pointing in the direction of
the merry-go-round machine she had used Friday
afternoon. "It hit me all over my titties as I spun
around, instead of on my ass. I think that it would be
better on my backside, don't you? Could you adjust it
if I got back on it?"
Mary shook her head in amazement. "She thinks it's the
machine that is out of whack! She doesn't even know it
was Mrs. Cross. And she wants to get back on the
thing! This is just too good to be true," thought
Mary. Then she said, "Here, let me see if there was
any permanent damage."
With that, she reached over to Cindy and began to help
her undress. Heck, she stripped her.
Cindy was surprised at the assertive actions, but not
all that embarrassed. "Heck, we fucked our dogs side
by side. What's a little nudity between friends?"
Cindy giggled to herself. Besides, she had spent most
of the weekend nude and it was becoming second nature
to her.
With her clothes neatly folded and stacked on the
couch, Cindy stood with her hands at her sides as if
for inspection. Mary spent considerable time poking
and prodding her and cunt, not always gently,
asking if this or that hurt. Finally satisfied that
what she had watched over the weekend was real, Mary
said, "Well, it doesn't look like there will be any
permanent damage. Shall we get started?"
Moving toward the room with the spinning whipping post,
Mary took command of the day. Cindy hesitated
slightly, then placed herself in Mary's capable hands.
Cindy followed the commanding woman meekly and
willingly, an innocent lamb to the slaughter.
When Mary entered the smaller room, she turned to face
the nude girl, a pleased smile of anticipation on her
face. Reaching to her throat she undid the clasp of
her long flowing cape. With a flourish, she whipped
the cape off and twirled it towards a waiting coat
stand. The cape swirled around and landed perfectly on
one of the waiting pegs.
Cindy didn't see the cape land. Her attention was
instantly riveted to Mary and what she was wearing.
She was incredibly beautiful. This morning she was
covered in shiny black leather from her neck to her
toes. Her waist was cinched tight, pushing out her
exposed buttocks and breasts. Tight leather framed
these exposed areas, highlighting their whiteness and
making them push out even farther. A hooded half mask
and black leather gloves hung from small hooks on a
belt around her tiny waist along with a couple of short
leather riding crops.
Leather boots encased her shapely legs up to her mid-
thigh and she walked elegantly on the extremely high
heels. Cindy felt a twinge of inferiority as she
watched the sultry movements of her new friend. She
seemed so confident and comfortable. She noted with
embarrassment that Mary's was exposed and the
trimmed bush looked soft and inviting.
"Gosh! You're so beautiful," Cindy gushed. "I've
never seen anyone so beautiful."
Mary nodded silently as she slipped on the long gloves.
They covered her to above her elbow. The half mask was
next. It covered her from her nose up over her head
and fit like a tight cap. Mary's long was
pulled back into a pony tail and fastened with a strap
on the back of the hood. She turned to face Cindy when
she was ready.
"Come," she commanded.
Cindy moved to her without question. Mary silently
placed her hands on Cindy's shoulders and pushed the
girl into a kneeling position in front of her. Cindy
looked directly up at Mary's gorgeous tits. The nipples
were dark and erect with excitement.
Mary helped her with the sightless hood first. It was
slightly different than the first one she had worn.
This one was sturdier and had a metal ring in front of
the mouth area. Cindy did not have much time to see
anything before the hood was jerked over her head and
tightly fastened down. She did notice that this one
had a bigger plug that went into her mouth and she
shivered at the similarity to the feeling of having
Brutus' cock filling her mouth.
Mary stepped around behind Cindy and pulled her hands
behind her back. Cindy held them there as Mary took a
long tapered leather sleeve and slid it over both her
hands. She then slid it up both arms simultaneously
and ended by fastening it around the girl's shoulders
with two straps that crossed in front of her chest.
Tightening the laces that ran the length of the sleeve
drew Cindy's arms tightly together behind her back,
forcing her elbows together so that they were touching.
This awkward position pushed her swollen way out
in front of her.
Mary helped Cindy to her feet and lifted first one leg,
then the other of the blinded into the leg
restraints. Those restraints tightened, Mary then
pushed a pedal at the base that lowered the spring-
wound hook from the ceiling. Reaching up, Mary pulled
the dangling hook down and fed the point through the
metal ring sticking out of Cindy's gagged mouth.
That done, she pumped up the center post, now fitted
with a smooth albeit huge phallic probe, and, with an
amused grin, watched the tip of the dildo touch the
tender tissues of the bound girl's nether region.
Cindy jerked her hips forwards so that the steadily
lubricated advancing tip slipped up into her rectum
instead of her vagina. It was a tight squeeze, and
Mary thought she heard a muffled groan or two as the
prong was seated fully.
"Ready?" she called out cheerfully.
"MMMMFFFF," was the wordless reply.
Standing back from the arc the whirling legs would
make, Mary pushed firmly on the nearest one, starting
the bound on yet another wild ride.
Mary watched Cindy spin for a while before walking over
to the assortment of equipment hanging
conveniently on the wall. Selecting a supple whip from
the wide selection on the wall, she moved back to stand
beside the spinning target. Then, she carefully aimed
and let the first slash fall precisely on the place
Mrs. Cross had hit first. Right across the wailing
girl's breasts. The second and third strokes also
followed in order squarely across the tortured orbs.
The only differences from what Mrs. Cross had done was
that Mary had selected a much lighter whip and had not
used excessive force. The blows still stung the out-
thrusting boobs, but did not do nearly the damage.
Cindy had shrieked into the gag at the first strike.
She had been sure Mary would protect her, but it was
obvious the machine was still broken.
"You're right," Mary called out to her, "The machine
needs adjustment."
Cindy breathed a sigh of relief. Mary would fix it.
She could not see the evil excitement dancing in Mary's
eyes as she fooled the na‹ve girl. It was too easy.
Around and around Cindy spun. The misaligned whip
landed the next time on her tummy. Then it lashed into
her sides, three strokes each time. It didn't really
hurt her on these areas and the twirling dildo in her
ass was beginning to feel extremely good, taking her
mind off any pain the whip might cause her.
The next hits landed on her thighs. These seemed to be
harder and then three slashes landed right on her
cunny! Cindy squirmed as the sudden pain flashed
through her. She jerked and twisted wildly, the
unexpected climax elicited by the blows contorting her
bound frame. The machine hit her six more times
before Mary was able to adjust it. Cindy climaxed in
glorious agony each time.
The whip finally found the correct target area of her
ass, and Mary very thoroughly tested the machine eight
or nine times. Cindy took three lashes with each test
and her ass cheeks were crimson when she was finally
released from the spinning frame. She thanked Mary
profusely for helping her fix the broken machine.
"Well," Mary said as they moved to the next room, "I'm
just glad I was here to help you."
Mary was extremely excited from the exertion of beating
the gullible child. She urgently needed something to
satisfy her itching quim. And it was time to take
Cindy to the next level of involvement. Mary walked
over to a clothes rack on the wall.
"Let's see if we can't find something for you to wear,
Cindy. Do you like leather or latex?"
Cindy walked over to the racks of clothing. She
dreamily ran her hands over the soft garments. They
felt so sexy and strong. She hadn't looked too closely
at the fashions, but as she did, she noticed that they
all looked like they had pieces missing. She would
never be able to wear them in public!
Not receiving an answer, Mary made a selection for her.
As if she really had a choice! "Let's go with this
one. It should suit you well."
She held up a hanger with a large article of wear and several smaller pieces of smooth leather.
Taking the first piece she placed it around Cindy's
neck. The collar fit snug after Mary had tugged it
tight. It fastened with a sinister 'click'. Cindy's
eyes watered from the snugness, but she did not
complain.
The next two smaller pieces went around Cindy's wrists
and then two more were fastened around her ankles. All
five pieces had sturdy metal rings attached to them.
Cindy had stood passively as the slave collar and cuffs
were put on her. She began to shiver with the
anticipation of the unknown as she looked at the
remaining items. She continued to be non-resistant as
Mary took hold of one of her wrist cuffs, raised it
behind her neck and attached it with a small lock to
her collar. The other wrist cuff followed.
"Lace your fingers behind your neck," Mary instructed.
"It will take the some of the strain off your
shoulders."
Cindy followed her instructions and laced her fingers.
It did feel better and it made her stick out.
Cindy was still amazed at their size and the sensations
they caused within her. Like now, sticking out, they
seemed to beg for attention. The woman seemed to
know just what she was thinking, too. She shivered as
she watched passively as Mary leaned forward and placed
a kiss on Cindy's lips. Not to the side, either. Lip
to lip, like a real kiss!
"I just wanted to thank you for letting me help you
with the assignment," she said as she moved away
slightly. "You're a special and I really enjoy
working with you."
Cindy was surprised. Mary was thanking her? "Oh, no!"
she replied. "Thank you. How would I ever have fixed
that machine without your help?"
Smiling sweetly, Mary again kissed her, this time
deeply and sexily. An electric thrill swept through
Cindy. As the kiss continued, Mary stepped forward
into the restrained girl. Their touched, lightly
at first, then rubbing and sliding past each other.
Cindy's posture had forced her orbs to stand out and
Mary teased them with her own mercilessly. Their
nipples were standing straight out and dueled with each
others as Mary shimmied her shoulders seductively.
As she broke their passionate kiss, Mary slipped the
huge ballgag she held behind her back up to Cindy's
mouth. "Open wide, Cindy."
As Cindy had her jaws forced even wider than she
thought she could, Mary pushed forcefully on the ball
until it was securely behind her upper and lower teeth.
There was no way for Cindy to eject the gag. The
leather straps that were attached to each side of the
ball were brought back behind her neck and tied through
a ring on her collar. Mary pulled the straps tight and
forced Cindy's head back until she was looking almost
straight up.
This posture also forced her to elevate even more
as her back arched to relieve the strain on her neck.
Mary quickly followed this with a pair of 6-inch high
heels, forcing Cindy's calves into the flexed posture
that had tingled her cunny in the shower. Cindy
remembered that it had been just last week. So much
had happened since then. The enforced stretched
posture worked again this time as she stood balanced on
her toes. She was literally dripping with excitement.
The last item on the hanger was the largest, by far.
Mary took it and wrapped it around Cindy's waist. Even
as narrow as her waist was, the ends of the restrictive
garment were still several inches apart. Lacing sturdy
leather thongs through the eyelets up each edge of the
garment, Mary began to pull the edges of the 16 inch
corset together.
Soon a sheen of perspiration covered both women, Mary's
from the exertion securing the laces and Cindy's
because she was being incredibly squeezed and her
internal organs were rearranging. She was also working
hard not to tip over in those heels. This
whole experience had left her in an erotic fog, her
excitement at a fever pitch. Never had she experience
such tight and total bondage. The feelings the
tightening corset caused to course through her system
were overwhelming. It was, to put it mildly, fucking
fantastic. Better almost than Brutus.
Incredibly, her felt even larger than yesterday,
swollen by the compression of her abdomen. The tissues
were being forced from her tummy and crammed into her
chest and pelvic area. It had to go somewhere! The
corset left Cindy's tits, ass and mound exposed,
cinching in only her waist. There were two rings at
the waist, one on each side.
Mary stopped as the edges of the corset finally met in
the middle of Cindy's back. She tied off the thongs
and stepped back to survey her work. Cindy's back was
bowed into a curve, jutting both her and her ass
out. Mary reached out and fondled that beautiful butt.
It was still rosy and warm from the lashes she had put
on it earlier, but it could stand a bit more. Mary
felt the warmth come through the supple leather of her
gloves. She slipped her middle finger down the
delicious crack of Cindy's ass and teased her puffy
asshole. A quick slap with her leather-clad hand on an
appetizing butt cheek brought a jerk and a muffled
groan.
Mary looked at Cindy and saw her eyes shining brightly.
No tears, just lust and excitement. She led Cindy over
to stand between two posts in the center of the room.
She quickly fastened chains from each post to the rings
on Cindy's corset and collar. The last two chains went
on her ankles and pulled Cindy's feet far apart.
Standing up, Mary said, "I see some things on the wall.
Should I get them to try them out and see if they work
while we're here?"
Cindy "murphed" and bobbed her entire upper body in the
affirmative.
Walking to the wall, Mary pulled down a soft leather
strap. "Start slow and work up to the hard stuff," she
thought.
She slapped the butter-soft strap over the perfectly-
positioned mammary glands. A soft sigh escaped Cindy's
nose. She was going to like this, she knew. Mary was
her friend. Mary proceeded to whip her until the
numbing effect Cindy had experienced earlier with the
carwash-like whip allowed the use of a heavier riding
crop, and then a bamboo cane, and finally a heavy
leather paddle on the end of a long handle. This last
one resembled a Ping-Pong paddle with a badminton
handle. The wicked sounds of that paddle smacking into
the full surface area of one and then the other
was music to Mary's ears. The outraged nipples
flattened excruciatingly as she hit each one dead
center in turn.
Finally, Mary dropped to her knees. Tipping forward
she ran out her tongue and touched the soft downy hair
that was running with free flowing juice. She
couldn't resist the smell and taste of the nectar and
started to lick the bound with abandon. She
didn't stop until she had milked two more from
the of her victim.
"Now," she thought to herself hungily, "it's my turn."
She released Cindy from the posts and loosened her gag
straps so that Cindy could tip her head forward again.
Cindy watched as Mary went over to another wall and
selected a device that Cindy recognized as a large
curved dildo, but with some straps.
"Shall we try this one next?" Mary asked, holding it
up as she came forward.
She wrapped one of the straps around Cindy's waist and
pulled it tight. Smiling at the gagged girl, Mary
eased the fat part of the artificial prick facing Cindy
up into Cindy's willing cunt. Pushing steadily, she
buried the entire 8 inches of the curved hard shaft
completely to the hilt.
Reaching down, she then grasped a strap hanging from
the base of the protruding prick and ran it under
Cindy's legs, up the crack of her ass and secured it
firmly to the waist strap in the small of the impaled
girl's back. Tugging it tight, the strap caressed the
rosy anal ring, teasing and further arousing Cindy.
"Now you have to try that other end. How about letting
me help again? OK?" said Mary teasingly.
Cindy looked down and saw she had grown a huge prick.
"So that's what a would look like," she thought.
"But without the tits, of course."
She watched Mary go over to a low bar with a padded
knee rest in front of it. Mary kneeled in front of the
bar, and with a backward glance and smile at Cindy,
bent over the bar. Her flared ass rose gradually
higher in the air and with a slow spread of her legs,
her luscious unfolded to Cindy's hungry gaze.
Almost in a daze, Cindy moved towards the proffered
target, the cock swaying and bobbing out front.
It arrived at Mary before Cindy did, and carried with
her forward momentum, it slid into the pre-moistened
tunnel with ease.
The only fucking Cindy had done was with dogs and
machines, and she began to imitate the coital rhythms
she knew. She advanced slowly two or three times
getting the feel of the length of her newly acquired
cock and then, with an unexpected rush, began rutting
in and out of Mary's at great speed and with
great force.
The unusual technique took Mary completely by surprise
and pushed her off balance over the bar. Her knees
drew up and forced her head down and under the charging
girl. Her chin forcefully struck the lower cross bar
of the device and knocked her unconscious. Cindy was
fucking a limp duck, but she was unaware and continued
surging in and out of the pliant orifice with great
gusto.
The other end of the dildo jammed up inside Cindy was
wiggling deliciously back and forth with her exertions,
driving her wild. She thought this was would be a
wonderful substitute for Brutus on occasion, but she
preferred the real thing.
She gradually noticed she had gotten had no reaction
from Mary. "Maybe I'm not doing it right," she thought
to herself, because if it felt this good to her, she
should surely be getting some sort of response from
Mary.
Her actions speeded up, charging in and out faster and
with even more force. She began to twist and waggle
her hips as she drove the prick deep into the juicy
cunt poised in front of her.
Still no reaction.
"Maybe Mary wanted it up the ass," she wondered.
Pulling the cock entirely out of Mary's cunt, Cindy
carefully placed the head of it at the entrance of
Mary's rectum. Pushing slightly, the head entered and
then slipped away, sliding up her ass crack and away.
"Well, she didn't move away," Cindy noticed. "I guess
this must be the place!" Positioning the tip with care
once again Cindy pushed forward, this time hopping
slightly to get the right angle. It was difficult to
hop in these shoes, but the added height of the heels
facilitate her task.
"Success!" she cried in to the gag.
The head advanced slowly into the tight dark recess,
lubricated by Mary's own juice. Cindy applied more
pressure and slowly the long hard shaft advance past
the clinging rim. Eventually, the shaft disappeared
and she was tickling Mary's soft ass cheeks with her
own hair.
Mary groaned softly. The sharp pains in her ass had
begun to rouse her. Even with her appreciation of all
things sexual and perverse, taking it up her own ass
was not something Mary particularly enjoyed.
Especially with a cock this size or in this position.
"OOOOHHHHHHH Cindy," she gasped as she began to come
awake. Still not fully coherent, she then began to
babble and sob.
Cindy took these utterances as a positive reaction to
her ass fucking. She started to fuck her rapidly in
and out, again copying again the rhythm of the canine
lovers she had known.
The resulting excruciating pain in Mary's ass blew into
her brain like a cold November gale and she mercifully
passed out again. Her limp body did not resist the
pounding at her rear door. Her adaptive and tortured
tissues began to conform to the shape of least
resistance. Relaxing and stretching, her anal opening
and the rectal cavity beyond began to respond to the
horrific stretching and the rapid motion.
Mary screamed back into consciousness in a full fledged
climax. "Oh, Shit, this is unbelievable!" she
screamed. "It hurts much too good. OH OH OH OH."
Cindy heard her screaming and, slowing her fucking,
jerked the prick fully into the depths of the now-
tenderized bowels in front of her. Once, twice, three
times. Just as Brutus did to her.
On the fourth stab, she fell across Mary's back. Cindy
had been cumming almost constantly the entire time she
had fucked Mary's and ass hole. Slowly she slid
down the sweaty slippery skin of Mary's buttocks and
collapsed on her back on the floor. She shuddered a
couple of times in absolute bliss and drifted off to
sleep.
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Mary was aroused by the sharply acrid smell from an
ampule that had been broken under her nose. Instantly
awake, she looked up at the face of the she knew as
Joe Tan.
"Thank you for taking my advice to help her yourself,"
he said simply. "Also, I'm sorry to hear about the
librarian's untimely death. A rather interesting use
for shrinkwrap, though. I will have to remember that."
Strangely, Mary was not surprised this knew of her
nightly activities. Nothing about him surprised her
anymore. She didn't take his comments as a threat,
either. Just as comments from one professional to
another.
"Can you prepare her by 4:00 this afternoon?" he asked
quietly. "My timetable has been moved up."
Phoc had insisted on another joint inspection of the
manufacturing lines, this time in the ceramasilk
factories. Joe had no intention of carrying out those
inspections, just as he had no choice but to answer his
brother's thinly disguised threat should he not be
there in 24 hours. That meant the had to be ready
today.
Mary nodded, realizing the futility of arguing. Joe
Tan was paying her way too much money for her to even
think of refusing, and besides she would get to recruit
another new to take her place. And a new
librarian, too, don't forget.
Joe handed her a small box with a glittering curved
barbell inside. One end was larger than the other and
shaped just like the ovoid depression of Cindy's dainty
naval. "Please make sure she is wearing that in her
belly button. All the other preparations are to be as
you have been told."
Mary thought back to those instructions. Up until
recently, she had not had direct contact with this
powerful man. It had always been through
intermediates. Trying to trace them back had led to
blind alleys and burned fingers. He had covered the
traces of their contact extremely well. But she had
her instructions.
Sadly, she turned to the slightly snoring girl. 4:00
this afternoon would give her plenty of time to prepare
her for Mr. Tan. But first she had to get poor Brutus
back to the Estates.
She reached for the telephone, gingerly sitting down on
her aching ass.
End of Chapter
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