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12 Kim’s Initiation part 3 “Thank you Mistress, Yes Mistress.” Kim was beaming from the praise. Lisa passed between Kim and Inga and gently reached out and caressed one of Kim’s breasts, giving Kim a shiver. Looking up, she saw Lisa smile and wink. Kim smiled back and wondered what was instore for her next? Kim quickly saw a glimpse of what was next, all four women were securing very large strap on double dildos to their waists. One end went inside their sex, the other pointed outward, and Kim knew they were meant for her. Inga came to Kim, took her by the elbow and pulled Kim to her feet. “Walk to the bench Kimberly. And straddle the near end.” Inga instruct Kim as she guided Kim to the spot. “Spread your legs wide.” Inga ordered. Kim complied instantly. “Yes Mistress.” As soon as Kim spread her legs, cuffs on either end of a spreader bar were tightly strapped to her ankles forcing her legs even further apart. With some difficulty because of the large dildo already inside her, Lisa lay on the bench, her legs between Kim’s spread legs and the strap on dildo pointing between Kim’s thighs at her slightly parted labia. Kim eyed the phallus and calculated it was at least 9 inches, flexible and thick, just like she rode on the contraption yesterday. From behind Kim, Inga shoved two fingers between Kim’s labia and felt Kim’s wetness. Instinctively Kim rose to her toes and gasped at the unexpected insertion. “Down.” Intoned Inga, while pushing down on Kim’s shoulder. “Yes Mistress.” Kim almost whispered as she instantly began descending over the phallus until the head breached her sex. Inga’s strong grip on Kim’s shoulder continued to press downward and with a short breath, Kim continued squatting until the head of the phallus was outside her cervix, the 9 inches embedded in her. In quick succession, Kim’s knees were cuffed to the side of the bench, one of the males, stuck his cock in Kim’s mouth and pushed to the back making her gag slightly and close her eyes, Lisa thrust her hips up and lifted Kim up slightly, the spreader bar was lifted off the floor and attached to the end of the bench. Kim was balanced by only the knee and ankle cuffs, along with the dildo stretching her insides. Lisa quickly dropped her hips and thrust upward before Kim’s hips fell. Kim grunted from the dildo pushing against her cervix, as she had the male slaves cock thrust to her throat. Kim noted this was the 6 inch cock, surmising the order the males take turns at her. Lisa kept up a quick pace, fucking Kim heartily. Lisa was moaning along with Kim as each felt the dildos move inside them. But the male slave pulled from her moth and was replaced by the 7 inch cock. Kim felt cheated, the 6 inch cock hadn’t given up its seed “Was I too slow?” worried Kim “Does that count against me?” she worried further. But her thoughts were quickly pulled back to the phallus threatening to invade her cervix and the 7 inch cock not pushing into her throat with a gurgle and a spray of sputum from her lips. To Kim’s horror, her rear cheeks were spread and a cool fluid was squeezed in a spurt into her rectum, quickly followed by what she knew in her gut to be the 6 inch cock. Pain shot through her as the head poked through Kim’s virgin anus. Kim automatically squeezed her anus, attempting to prevent any further entry. Lisa was still thrusting hard and deep into Kim’s soaked sex. The cock in her mouth was pile driving her throat. Kim’s tears of pain were like Niagara Falls as the 6 inch cock plunged to its base and the man’s hips slapped the back of Kim’s thighs and ass cheeks. She couldn’t imagine feeling more filled, but she also knew she would as each male took his turn in her ass, ending with the 9 inch cock. Kim’s cries of pain barely made it out her mouth around the 7 inch cock. Soon, Lisa began working feverishly, the cock in her ass began thrusting faster, only the cock in her moth slowed its pace. Lisa’s hands gripped Kim’s hips in a death grip as Lisa gave a huge thrust upwards and wailed her climax, grinding her hips up and against Kim’s groin, pressing the dildo harness against her own clit. Lisa’s butt cheeks fell to the bench with a load slap. As Lisa lie resting, the 6 inch cock spewed into Kim’s rectum. She closed her eyes and her faced turn red under her tears as she felt the hot sperm coat her bowels. Mr. 7 inch cock left her mouth, Mr. 6 incher lifted Kim up as Lisa was dragged by her arms up the bench, the dildo sliding out of Kim with “thwipp”. Quickly Beth slid down the bench and the same size phallus was slipped into Kim as Mr. 6 inch lowered her down onto the phallus. Beth began a rhythmic upward push as Mr. 8 inch straddle he bench and Beth and fed his cock to Kim, as it struck the back of her throat, Kim felt Mr. 7 inch invade her ass and lunge into her. More cries and more tears came from Kim. She could only kneel and be used harshly for the others to orgasm. Instinctively, she knew her own release was not anyone’s priority. She also realize that the cock in her mouth and throat was only to stay hard, so it could spear her anus and drill into her rectum. She didn’t even try to coax an orgasm from it. She saw the plan and meant to play by the rules, pain be damned. The others having orgasms was all that mattered to Kim. Beth was lunging upwards as fierce as Lisa had, the 7 inches ramming into her ass felt like a parking meter was jammed inside her bowels. The 8 inch cock in her mouth occasionally thrust so hard it made Kim choke and try to pull her head away, but Mr. 8 inch would have none of that and held her head tight. Everything was a blur as tears continuously filled Kim’s eyes and stained her cheeks with their saltiness. All the thrusting in and out of her only kept her sex wet enough to accept the phallus sliding to her cervix, she couldn’t get any pressure on her clit. But Beth could, and her thrusts became more violent. Mr. 7 inches, decide to match Beth’s pace and timing, driving himself to the hilt as Beth thrust upward filling Kim. Kim could only cry and grunt around the cock in her mouth or throat. This time Mr. 7 inch groan and spurted a little further into Kim’s bowels than the 6 inch cock, his hands clutching Kim’s breasts from behind and squeezing them in a vice like grip. He crushed himself to Kim’s back, staying buried while Beth cried out her own orgasm accompanied with frenzied thrusting into Kim. When Beth calmed, the switch began again. Mr.7 inch lifted Kim, Beth slid out from under with a wetter “Thwipp” from between Kim’s thighs. Karen now slid under then into Kim with a brutal lunge as Mr. 7 inch unceremoniously dropped Kim onto the phallus, knocking the breath out of Kim, just as Mr. 9 inch stepped forward and shove his already erect cock down Kim’s throat. Mr. 8 inch soon enough speared Kim’s anus and thrust all the way in with a grunt of exertion. Now Kim felt like she had a traffic light tunneling up her ass. The tears and cries of pain increased. To Kim this was worse than the ride on the machine. The machine was a consistent rhythm. These men and women were spastic and harsh, brutal in their means to an orgasm. Kim was sure they were following Inga’s direction and command to brutalize Kim. Kim felt the initiation was a make or break situation. At the end she would either be one of them or she would run away in tears. All through the fucking Kim had tried pulling with her ankles, her legs to ease the penetrations to no avail. All she could do was keep taking the pounding, the rising pain and burning in her rectum and anus. Karen and Mr. 8 inch were rising to their finish they pummeled Kim in opposite strokes, One in deep, the other receding, Mr. 9 inch was suffocating Kim until she would start to turn blue, then let her take a deep breath and block her throat again. Kim was getting lightheaded, but it didn’t dull the pain, and she knew the worst was yet to come. Karen and Mr. 8 inches wailed in orgasm as a duet each expending every ounce of energy they had plunging into Kim. While she turned blue from lack of oxygen. Then came the switch once again, for the last round. The woman Kim didn’t know the name of slid under and lunged into Kim, hips grinding with each subsequent thrust. Mr. 6 inch took his place in Kim’s mouth, the tangy taste of her ass fill her mouth. Kim retched slightly, but steadied herself and accepted the cock to the back of her throat. Now Kim braced herself, terrified of the pain to come. Mr. 9 incher had goaded her all night and she had no doubt, he would try to break Kim. As the fourth woman thrust the phallus hard against Kim’s cervix causing Kim to cry out, the head of the 9 inch cock stretched Kim’s anus wide and led the rest of the shaft fiercely inside Kim. Kim cried out again, even louder. She wanted to desperately beg for it all to end. The flag pole in her ass stretched Kim so much she felt her anus would be torn right off her body, her bowels seared as though the tissue was disintegrating. The woman had incredibly strong hips and legs and somehow had the head of the dildo trying pierce Kim’s cervix as if trying to implant the dildo inside. Kim was becoming delirious with pain. This was the first time she had experienced so much pain without getting an ounce of pleasure. Her cries of anguish and pain, the animalistic grunts the preceded each cry were spontaneous reactions. Her head just hung by the 6 inch cock inside her mouth, her body was slack, she thought “Is this how I die? Am I getting fucked to death? Will the pain stop when I take my last breath. Kim was on the very precipice of unconsciousness when Mr. 9 incher, used his hands to spread Kim’s ass cheeks wide and made his final climatic spear like lunge to the deepest part of Kim’s rectum. The acute pain caused Kim to gasp so deeply, she sucked the 6 inch cock into her throat, semen gushing towards her belly, her eyes strained at their sockets, her toes curled, her<b> fingernails </font></b>dug hard into her biceps, every muscle in her body went rigid in shock, Two seconds later the woman under her lifted her hips and rammed the dildo back at the opening of Kim’s cervix. The additional pain caused Kim’s total collapse. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, every muscle went slack. As both the woman and Mr. 9 incher screamed or roared their climax, Kim’s bladder let go and she showered the woman to no one’s concern. Kim’s mind barely functioned coherently. She barely noticed the three salves withdraw from inside her. Didn’t feel the cuffs taken off her knees as she was placed chest down on the bench, her ankles released from the cuffs. She mumbled incoherently, her eyes unfocused as her knees were drawn up to her upper arms and rope looped under her body and knees to form a harness, that kept her knees spread to either side of her chest. She felt like she was drifting at sea when her body was lifted into the air, her back parallel to the ceiling, her knees held wide and her legs dangling, her toes inches from the floor. She was just the right height to be penetrated orally and from behind. Kim’s subconscious was wondering what was next. Mistress Inga lifted Kim’s head by a strong grip on Kim’s long hair. Kim groaned softly, her mouth falling open lazily. Her eyes floating aimlessly in their sockets, her lids half closed. Inga snapped her finger and Lis braided a leather strip in Kim’s hair and tugged Kim’s head back, stretching Kim’s throat. Lisa tied the end of the leather strip around Kim’s leather encased forearms. Kim would not be able to move her head away from whatever went towards her lips. Inga looked at Kim’s dazed face, holding Kim by the chin. Another snap of her fingers and Beth brought Inga a set of spring loaded nipple claps, Karen was beside Beth holding lead weights. Inga pinched open the clips and simultaneously, let them snap closed on Kim’s nipples. Kim came out of her daze with her eyes wide and a deep inhale of shock as the pain shot through her nipples. Kim’s hair pulled at her scalp when she tried to look down at her nipples. Quickly Inga took the weights from Beth and hooked them to the ends of the nipple clips, forcing loader groans for Kim. Kim soon realized that Inga was standing in front of her. “Mistress what may I do next?” Kim‘s voice was hoarse. “Kimberly, You have finished the second trail and again have done well.” Inga praised stroking Kim’s salt stained cheeks. “Thank you Mistress.” Kim whimpered, hoarsely, but with a slight smile due to the compliment. “Now on to stage three.” Announced Inga.  |
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Best I could do on the picture.... writing the stories is easier than finding pictures to match. 
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The picture does it justice. I am not sure You could find exactly what You described. Quite brilliant. Thank You.
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4/23/2022 7:28 pm |
Always amazed.
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Kim is an amazing girl
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