Tracy's Ordeal

"Hmmm, gorgeous," said Emily.

"Wow, sure she's only 18, Christine? She seems to well stacked," said Evelyn the heavy set blonde.

"God, look at those nips. Can't wait to get my lips round them," said Jennifer.

There was general laughter at all these comments, but still Tracy kept her eyes shut as if trying to deny this was all really happening.

Tracy felt her nipples being pinched and pulled, so hard that she staggered forward, her eyes watering as the women took it in turns to twist her large nipples between their fingers.

Again her tormentor's voices spoke:

"Jeez, Christine, if you only knew how wet I am getting just feeling up this little bitch's tits."

"Maybe later you'll let me know, Jennifer," replied Christine.

The group of women all kind of laughed at this remark.

Then Tracy felt her head being pushed from side to side, fingers pressing against her cheeks.

"Good bone structure," noted Evelyn.

Tracy's eyes suddenly snapped open in shock as she felt a hand grip the inside of her thigh and squeeze.

"Spread your legs, you little slut," Meleana hissed from behind her ear and without thinking Tracy shuffled her legs apart, to her dismay she heard approving murmurs from the surrounding women.

"She takes instruction well," commented Elizabeth the oldest woman present.

At the same time Tracy's hair was grabbed in a tight fist and a hand on the back of her now loose blouse pushed her upper body forward, involuntarily she staggered forward to try and remain vertical but felt a sharp pain as her hair was yanked back.

Next Tracy felt her blouse being completely torn off of her arms over the handcuffs on her wrists.

"Just bend over, slut," Meleana yelled at her in the same harsh voice, and fearful of the consequences of disobeying Tracy complied.

Tracy felt a rush of cool air on her ass as her school skirt was pulled down over her hips and then heard the gasp as her white cotton school girl panties were exposed.

Almost instantly she felt fingers and hands all over her ass, pressing, pushing and pinching. At the same time her head was pulled back again which let some of the women to continue mauling her gorgeous young breasts.

A sudden sharp smack on her ass jolted her forward and the groping hands gripping onto her breasts were the only thing keeping her from falling. Tracy tried to protest through the gag in her mouth. But all that came out was garbled unintelligible sounds.

"OK, ladies, if you'd like to take your seats again, we'll begin." Meleana broke up the group grope and Tracy opened her eyes to see the women sitting again, one or two of them had their hands under their skirts and were stroking their pussy's while smiling at her. "The bidding will open at $2,000. Any advance on that?"

"$2,500"

"$2,750"

"$3,000"

"$3,100"

The bidding went up and up, but slowly two of the women dropped out until finally there were only the other 2 women were left Jennifer and Elizabeth. Tracy felt her head swim again, she was being auctioned off like a piece of meat and there was nothing she could do about it, she started to cry into her gag.

"$4,500," was Jennifer's next bid.

"$4,750," was Elizabeth's raise.

Jennifer stared intently at Tracy as she digested the older woman's last bid; she shut her eyes as if mentally calculating something.

"Going once" Meleana said dead-pan.

Jennifer opened her eyes again. "One second," Then Jennifer's smile showed her mind was made up, "$5,000".

The older woman shrugged and shook her head.

"Going, going, gone," Meleana concluded briskly, and Jennifer punched the air and beamed at the room, murmurs of congratulations and expectations could be heard. Everyone present knew that they would get to sample Tracy soon enough.

Jennifer went over to the woman who she had just out-bid. "Sorry, Elizabeth, I had to have her, no hard feelings?"

"Good God, no honey, I prefer blondes anyway."

"Thanks, I've fantasised for years about having a school-girl to abuse, never thought it would happen."

Elizabeth smiled at her, "Enjoy her. Breaking in a first timer is always a thrill."

Jennifer went over to see Meleana and they went to a desk at the side of the room to finalise the transaction, the other women talked amongst themselves, a couple of them went out of the room and returned with some bottles of wine and glasses and everyone toasted Jennifer's success, and then they toasted Christine for doing such a good job of Tracy's abduction.

While all this was going on, Tracy was left standing alone in the middle of the room, feeling totally desolate. She was still unable to believe what had actually happened, that she had been auctioned off just like that. Surely at some point she would be released, but then she remembered all the missing girls across the country, suppose they were not all run-aways? What about that girl, Beverly, from her Church Choir? Everyone assumed she had just run away. What if she had not? Maybe they had been abducted just like she had, and even now they were being held captive somewhere? How many of the missing ever came home?

She glanced over at Meleana and Jennifer by the desk, clearly they were finishing up. Both smiled, and then Jennifer threw her arms around Meleana and kissed and hugged her, then walked over to the sofa and picked up a shoulder bag and then moved, unsmiling, towards Tracy, who visibly trembled as she approached.

"OK, slut, let's start breaking you in." She grabbed Tracy by the shoulders and pushed her towards the door which Elizabeth opened for her, to a cheer from the other women as Jennifer pushed Tracy out of the room and down the hallway.

Tears were streaming down Tracy's face, almost blinding her as Jennifer now moved in front of her and grabbing her hair started pulling her up the stairs. At the top of the stairs Jennifer turned right and pulled Tracy towards one of the doors, pushed it with her foot and dragged Tracy inside.

She positioned Tracy in the middle of the room and closed and locked the door. She stood in front of the crying girl and spoke softly to her.

"OK, slut let me explain a few things to you. For the next hour you belong to me, I paid good money for you and as a result I can do whatever I like to you. When I talk I expect a reply, understand, slut."

Unable to speak clearly through the gag, all Tracy could do was nod her head.

Jennifer opened her shoulder bag and emptied the contents onto the bed, Tracy's eyes widened in disbelief as she took in the various items, some of them, like the flogger and the strap-on dildos she could guess at what they were for. The others were totally unknown to her but looked sinister and cruel.

Jennifer followed her gaze and smiled at Tracy's confusion and fear. "Don't worry I am sure Christine will introduce you to all of these and more in good time. For now just take a good look at this."

She picked up the flogger and took a few practice swishes with it. "This can really hurt, and I can promise you it will hurt, but maybe not today, that's up to you. I'm going to remove your gag now; it's a sort of intelligence test. You know how isolated this house is, so screaming won't help you, instead it will merely make me use this on you, so if you're clever you'll stay silent. Nod if you understand."

Tracy had flinched when the flogger swished through the air, and nodded her understanding of the threat. Jennifer tilted her head to one side and undid the knot in the tie and pulled it out of Tracy's mouth.

Tracy gulped at the air as the saliva coated fabric was removed from her mouth, the temptation to scream was almost overwhelming but one look at the flogger in Jennifer's right hand ended any thought of that.

Jennifer slid her arm around Tracy's waist and guided her towards the bed. Jennifer sat down on the bed and crossed her legs, her black mid-length skirt rode up as she did revealing just a hint of the tops of her stockings. "All my life I've wanted to abuse a school-girl, but up to now all I've been able to do is dress up various subs like one, but now I've got myself a real live school-girl slut." Her arm snaked round Tracy's waist again and pulled her forward over her knee. Tracy found herself bent over Jennifer's legs, her face only inches from the ground. Jennifer gripped her cuffed hands and pulled them upwards which made her ass point higher.

Jennifer rested her hand on the cotton panties covering Tracy's ass, and squeezed it gently. "And all naughty school-girls should be spanked."

Tracy tried to move off Jennifer's knee but was easily pulled back. "Please, let me go, please I won't tell anyone, I promise." Tracy was virtually howling now.

Jennifer smiled as she saw the white panties the young girl was wearing. She couldn't resist sliding her fingers under the edge of the material. "Oh these are so sweet."

Her fingers twisted the material pulling the material tighter between Tracy's legs; Tracy winced as the material was pulled tighter, and then yelped as Jennifer swiftly pulled them down to her knees.

"Much better." Jennifer murmured, as she raised Tracy's wrists high in the air again with one hand and gently stroked her ass-cheeks with the other, her fingers sliding down the school-girls slender thighs. Tracy squealed again as Jennifer pinched the inside of her legs. "Spread your legs, slut." The pain as Jennifer's nails dug into her young, tender flesh, quickly made Tracy obey and she shook as she felt Jennifer's finger tips gliding slowly towards her pussy. Tracy felt a sort of electric-shock as Jennifer gently placed one finger tip on her pussy lips, then just as gently removed it.

Suddenly, without any warning, SLLAAPPP. Tracy jerked upwards as Jennifer's hand smacked her ass, just as quickly she was pushed down again and Jennifer rained more blows down on her. Tracy screamed and struggled but all in vain as Jennifer gave her a prolonged spanking. Whenever Tracy kicked her legs too much Jennifer would concentrate stinging blows on them until the backs of her legs were a bright red. As she struggled in Jennifer's grip she almost fell off her lap, but Jennifer made sure she did not by holding her tight with her other hand. Jennifer relished the feel of her hand on the soft skin of the girl's waist; she squeezed it, loving its firmness, before resuming her assault on the girl's ass.

As Jennifer's slaps rained down she got a gorgeous view of Tracy's pussy as her legs thrashed wildly about, and suddenly she stopped the spanking and roughly thrust two of her fingers into the girl's pussy. Tracy screamed and tried to clench her legs together to prevent this violation, but Jennifer simply dropped the girl's wrists and grabbed her hair and yanked it back. "Don't you fucking dare do that, bitch." She snarled the words at her terrified slave for the hour.

Angry now she suddenly rolled the girl onto the floor making her wail even more, Jennifer dragged her up by her hair and, as Tracy stood miserable and afraid, she swiftly pulled her panties right down and off also removing her shoes as she did so. Jennifer then pushed her onto the bed positioning her on her back.

Jennifer was so incredibly turned on by the spanking she had just handed out, and the way Tracy had thrashed about told her how much she had hurt her, and that Christine would probably need to tie her over a railing before she could ever be caned. But in the meantime it was time Tracy learned what her tongue was for.

Tracy lay on the bed naked, apart from her socks, from the waist down, totally at this woman's mercy. She knew better than to speak or scream, dumb with terror she just laid there watching as Jennifer started to undress. There was no finesse in the way Jennifer stripped off; she was extremely aroused by the sight of the half-naked school-girl, helpless on the bed in front of her. Now naked herself she climbed onto the bed and knelt astride Tracy, her hands resting on her young breasts.

Suddenly Jennifer ripped open Tracy's bra in a flurry and gazed down at the treasure it contained. Tracy had not been a late bloomer, and her breasts were beautifully firm and large, Jennifer could not be more happier then the sight of them.

"Hmm, slut, what lovely young breasts you have."

Jennifer lowered her head and flicked her tongue over the small nipple, then covered it with her lips, kissing the soft flesh, then suddenly biting hard, her pussy tingling as she felt Tracy bucking under her. The pain shot through Tracy's body as the older woman bit her breasts, one after the other, laughing at Tracy's feeble attempts to escape. Taunting her with threats of what Christine might do to her that could even be hundred times worse.

By now Jennifer could feel an orgasm slowly building, moving swiftly she re-positioned herself astride Tracy's neck, her pussy only inches from the tearful girl's face held tight by her thighs.

"Please, don't, please don't" Tracy sobbed and closed her eyes, she knew what disgusting sex act the woman wanted her to perform and she would fight it with all her strength.

Jennifer curled Tracy's hair round her fingers until she had a fierce grip on the girl's head which she lifted off the bed until her mouth was virtually on her pussy.

A strong scent filled Tracy's nostrils but she still refused to open her eyes until Jennifer leaned back and twisted one of her nipples.

"Open your eyes, slut," Jennifer ordered, her voice trembling with the excitement, and she twisted the nipple again until Tracy obeyed. Tracy was now staring at Jennifer's shaven pussy, glistening with her excitement, her head held tightly and painfully by her hair.

"Lick it" Jennifer panted, but Tracy shook her head; she was not going to do this no matter what.

Hurriedly Jennifer pinched Tracy's nose with her free hand forcing the girl to open her mouth, and as she did so Jennifer pulled her mouth onto her waiting pussy, clamping it there with her thighs. Jennifer let go of Tracy's nose and returned to her tortured nipple, gripping it firmly between her thumb and forefinger, but not twisting it yet.

"Lick it, slut, lick it," then she twisted Tracy's nipple savagely again.

"Lick it" she panted, pulling the girls mouth harder onto her pussy, her juices already smearing over Tracy's face. Tracy could feel the woman's pussy lips on her mouth, her juices seeping between her lips; the pain from her nipple was almost unbearable. Although the woman's thighs were covering her ears and pressing on her cheeks she could still hear her urging Tracy to "Lick it, lick it." Nails dug into the flesh of her breast, gouging the soft flesh, this was too much. Slowly she pushed her tongue out into Jennifer's pussy.

Jennifer had been on the verge for a few minutes now, the whole situation of having a school-girl totally at her mercy, one that she could do anything she liked to, was like a drug. Forcing this innocent young thing to lick her was a high she had never experienced before, and when she felt Tracy's tongue hesitantly pushing between her pussy lips she came instantly.

Her whole body tensed, her nails dug deeper into Tracy's breasts, her other hand tightened its grip on Tracy's hair, her thighs clenched tighter on her face and as Tracy opened her mouth wider to scream Jennifer flooded it with her juices.

"Oh God, oh God, fuck, fuck, yessss, oh shit" Jennifer raised her face to the ceiling as she started to ride Tracy's mouth, loosening her thighs so she could drag her pussy over Tracy's mouth, the girl's screams merely prolonging the orgasm. Slowly, so very slowly, the intensity ebbed away, bit by bit Jennifer regained control over her body, she let Tracy's head drop, her sweat covered fingers had stuck to her hair so she jerked the girl's head unintentionally as she pulled free. She looked down at Tracy gulping at the air as she sobbed, her face glistening with Jennifer's orgasm, she slumped backwards her whole body still trembling.

Jennifer rolled off Tracy who was sobbing and spluttering and took a couple of shaky steps on the floor. Although she had just had one of the most intense orgasms of her life she knew there was one more thing she had to do before taking Tracy back downstairs for the others to enjoy.

Tracy rolled onto her side, curling up into a fetal position, her eyes closed tightly as she sobbed, totally unaware of what Jennifer had planned next for her.

Tracy felt Jennifer get back on the bed, then she was roughly grabbed by the shoulders and pushed onto her back, Jennifer was pinning her down by the weight of her body, her knees were pushing Tracy's thighs apart. Tracy struggled again until a few sharp slaps on her face stopped her futile efforts.

Tracy lay there. Her face stinging, terrified into silence and immobility, until she felt something cold and hard pressing against her pussy. Now she struggled wildly, kicking and screaming until Jennifer slapped her again.

"Shut up, bitch, you're mine now for a little bit longer still, remember, and I can do whatever I like, so just let me fuck you."

The slapping was unnecessary really, as Jennifer was far stronger than Tracy and easily prevented her from struggling too much, and using the girls struggles against her in that it helped slide the lubricated strap-on inside her. Tracy felt it pushing in, felt its size and cried.

"Please stop, please stop" She whispered, but Jennifer merely laughed and pushed further in. Suddenly a pain shot through Tracy's pussy and she arched upwards, actually lifting Jennifer with her.

"Oh slut" Jennifer panted "Did I just pop your cherry?" Now she began to thrust in and out. Slowly at first, then faster as the pressure from the strap-on teased her clit towards another orgasm. Tracy felt her strength fading, her constant, pointless struggles against the older, stronger woman had left her almost exhausted, and she could only move feebly under Jennifer's body, and then the only movement she made was in time with Jennifer's thrusts which were deep and fast now. The pain of losing her virginity now gone. The pain of the strap-on pushing in and out was intense at first but it to started feeling good.

Suddenly Tracy felt Jennifer stiffen as before and push in as far as she could go, then she felt her tremble on top of her and her entire weight was resting on her now.

Jennifer came again, holding her deep thrust into Tracy, her hands reaching under her to grab her ass so as to pull her as far as possible onto her phallus. Her mouth was on Tracy's neck and she couldn't resist giving her a hickey as she came.

Jennifer lay on top of Tracy for a minute or so, her strap-on still buried deep within her, as she gathered herself together. Then as her orgasm passed she pulled herself out of her, and staggered slightly as she stepped off the bed. Tracy continued to sob as Jennifer took off the strap-on and started to put on some of her clothes. Next she gathered up all of the contents of her shoulder bag she had dumped on the bed.

Just then there was knock on the door. "You almost finished. Your time is almost over."

"All finished," Jennifer replied. "Here let me unlock the door," as she walked towards it.

As the door opened Tracy could see Jennifer letting Christine into the room.

"How was she?" Christine asked.

"Worth every penny."

"I knew she would be," responded Christine.

Christine entered the room going over to a cabinet on the wall. Opening it she looked inside for a few moments. "Ahh, here is what I was looking for," she said. "I knew Meleana would have one in here."

Taking out what looked like a long piece of chain with one large leather collar and four smaller cuffs attached to it.

"Help me get the slut into this before we bring her downstairs," Christine said. "But first let's get those socks off and what is left of her bra. I want her to be completely naked when we take her downstairs."