Tracy's Ordeal

Each of the two ladies grabbed an ankle then pulled the white socks off over her feet. Christine then took a key to unlock the hand cuffs. With the handcuffs off what was left of Tracy's bra also fell away.

Feeling her wrists free Tracy thought this would be her one chance to get away from these sick people. Kicking and struggling she tried to get up off of the bed to make dash for the open door. But Christine and Jennifer were expecting this and were to quick for her. While Jennifer held her arms down pinning Tracy on her back Christine quickly fasten the leather collar around Tracy's neck.

Christine next tried to attach the two cuffs at the end of the chain to Tracy's ankles. Tracy tried her hardest to kick her away. "The slut still has some fight left in her," Christine said. "That's good I was a little worried that you would break her in a little to much." Eventually Christine was able to get one then the other ankle cuff secured. Next one at a time Jennifer released Tracy's wrists so that Christine could secure them as well.

Tracy now had the large collar around her neck with a long chain running down her chest between her breasts. At about her waist the two wrist cuffs attached to the longer chain by chains each only about three inches long. At the other end of the long chain the ankle cuffs were also attached the same way as the wrist cuffs.

"Now listen up slut," Christine began to speak. "This is called a sirkit. You had better get used to it because until you are fully trained you will be wearing one a lot."

"Jennifer see if you can find a leash in that cabinet over there. It is time for this slut to join the rest of the party."

With a leash now also attached to the collar Christine lead her slave out of the room and down the stairs. Navigating the stairs became a problem. Because of the shortness of the chain connecting the ankle cuffs Tracy could not just walk down the stairs. She was forced to hop down one step at a time.

With Christine leading Tracy by the leash and Jennifer following they first past through the room where the auction was held in another room. Jennifer held open the door as the two past through. Entering the next room the rest of the ladies who were present at the auction had gathered. All were sitting around in comfortable chairs sipping wine and chatting.

As Christine dragged Tracy into room the women inside stop there talking to cheer and clap as Jennifer followed the two into the room.

"Way to go, lady," Emily said.

"How was she?" asked Evelyn.

"Did you pop her cherry?" asked Elizabeth.

Jennifer smiled at the applause as she raised her hand to still it.

"She's good, her tongue needs some training but Christine I guess will have a lot of time to work on that, and, yes, I did pop her cherry, Elizabeth." Jennifer nodded at the older woman. "You were right about that. Such a thrill."

Next Christine began to speak, "So now, ladies, the bitch is all yours. The only thing I ask is that you leave her ass-hole to me, I plan on taking that personally in a few days. Apart from that enjoy."

As Christine wandered over to the side-table to pour a glass of wine for herself she saw Tracy look up, an expression of pure terror on her face.

Christine turned just as she reached the table. "The only thing I'd add is that seeing as Meleana is our host for the night I think she should have first crack at the bitch." This met with general approval and, grinning, Meleana got up and walked towards the naked girl who was crying and shaking her head.

"Please, please." She whimpered. "Please let me go, I won't say anything, I promise."

Meleana laughed "Not a chance, bitch." She walked right up to her and calmly took hold of one of the girl's nipples between her finger and thumb. Tracy winced as the woman started to pinch hard on he nipple. Meleana took hold of the leash to lead the poor girl on a wide tour of the room past each of the assembled women.

As Tracy was lead past each of the women they took turns calling out a degrading name then took the opportunity to slap Tracy's ass hard with their bare hands.

"Bitch!" Slap!

"Slut!" Slap!

"Cunt!" Slap!

"Whore!" Slap!

"Cumrag!" Slap!

"Skank!" Slap!

At first the blows were only mere taps; then became severe making Tracy scream loudly.

Finally after a several tours of the room with each woman continuing to slap Tracy on the ass as she was lead past Meleana lead her back to the center of the room. Meleana mocked the obvious distress on Tracy's face. "Oh, poor baby, did the nasty women hurt you, here, let me kiss you better."

Gripping Tracy's breasts with her hands Meleana lifted one as she lowered her mouth to take the girl's nipple completely into her mouth. At first Tracy only felt Meleana's tongue circling and jabbing at her nipple, then felt the woman's attentions switch to her other breast.

Again, Tracy felt her tongue and lips all over her breast and nipple, she shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, but at least the ache was slowly easing.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain as Meleana took her nipple between her teeth and bit and pulled on it, simultaneously Meleana dug her nails into Tracy's other breast.

Tracy staggered back at this but bumped straight into another woman who had silently approached from behind.

"Stay still, slut," Emily ordered, pulling Tracy back into her. Tracy's bare ass was pressed into the woman's crotch; but she could feel something there, it was cold and hard. What Tracy could not see was that the woman was totally naked apart from a strap-on she was now wearing.

Tracy struggled in the woman's grip as Meleana bit hard again on her breast. Briefly she opened her eyes and her screaming stopped momentarily; all the women were in various states of undress; some totally naked, others had just removed their dresses or skirts. Their fuller and older bodies contrasted with Tracy's girlish frame. She shivered and moaned as Meleana took her nipple between her teeth again and pulled it back as far as she could. Tracy's instinctive reaction to follow was prevented by the woman behind her who had a tight grip on her shoulders.

Meleana let go of the nipple and looked with satisfaction at her work; Tracy's breasts were now coated in her saliva, the olive tanned skin red and imprinted with teeth marks.

Meleana stepped away from in front of Tracy just as Christine now completely naked move back up to stand in front of Tracy "Good God, Meleana, that looks fantastic. I've been wanting to do that myself for so long. Do you have any idea how many times I've fingered my own pussy over the idea of doing that very same thing to this little bitch."

The thought of her teacher lying in her bed bringing herself to an orgasm as she fantasised over Tracy's breasts made the school-girl almost physically sick, but worse was yet to still come.

"And do you know what else I've dreamed of doing to you?" Christine said looking straight in to Tracy's eyes.

Without even waiting for the reply she did not really need, Christine gestured to Emily standing behind Tracy to push her towards one of the couches. Talking as they went Christine filled her former pupil in on her intentions.

"I've always wanted to have you down on your knees, between my legs, licking my pussy."

Christine sat down on the couch and spread her legs, exposing her well trimmed pussy to Tracy. As she did so Tracy felt Meleana's hand on the back of her neck and felt a sharp kick on the back of her knee from Emily behind her.

"Get on your all fours, slut." Meleana shouted and forced Tracy down onto the hard wood floor on her knees at first, then pushing her head down until she was on all fours between Christine's spread thighs.

Christine wrapped Tracy's hair between her fingers of one hand and started to pull the girl's face towards her pussy. Her other hand slid between her wet pussy lips spreading them apart exposing her clit. Tracy's face, contorted with disgust, was pressed against it by the two other women.

"Ahhh, yes, lick it, lick it, slut!" Christine leaned back on the couch, her eyes closed in bliss as she felt Tracy's mouth and nose pressed against her pussy lips. She twisted the girl's hair a bit tighter. "Get your tongue in there, you little bitch."

Tracy tried to scream as her hair was pulled but Christine's pussy muffled her attempts, and she tasted Christine's juices in her mouth as she opened it. A couple of heavy slaps landed on her ass and then she felt hands on her hips. Next Tracy felt something cold and hard being pushed between her pussy lips as Emily guided her strap-on inside Tracy's pussy still sore from Jennifer's earlier fucking.

"That's it Emily start fucking the bitch while she is licking Christine's pussy," Meleana shouted.

Emily started to thrust in and out, each push forcing Tracy's mouth against Christine's pussy. Her hair was twisted again by her teacher who ordered her again, "Start using your tongue, bitch!!"

Tracy's lips were already well coated with Christine's juices and each thrust from the strap-on had the effect of jarring Tracy's lips open allowing the juices to seep into her mouth.

Meleana moved one hand onto the back of Tracy's neck to hold her face firmly between Christine's thighs, "That's it bitch, lick your new owners pussy," and then slipped the other underneath the young girl to cup and squeeze and pinch her breasts. She looked at Christine but the teacher had her head back, eyes half closed with bliss, oblivious to everything except the young school-girl with her face buried in her pussy.

The sight of this and the backward pressure of the strap-on on her own clit from Tracy's tight, young pussy was bringing Emily closer and closer to an orgasm.

Meleana stayed silent all the while, holding the young girls head between Christine's thighs. She noticed Christine suddenly stiffen and knew that Tracy's tongue had hit the target.

Tracy's tongue had finally been forced into action, it slid up and down her teacher's wet pussy lips making her gasp loudly. Reluctantly, but with no alternative as her hair was twisted yet again, Tracy pushed the tip of her tongue deeper between the older woman's pussy lips. Christine went rigid; her thighs clamping on either side of Tracy's face, her upper body arching backwards, head tossed right back and a low hissing sound escaping from her clenched teeth as she came. "Ohh, Fuck!!"

At the same time Emily with the strap-on also came, her hands squeezing Tracy's soft, firm hips, as she buried herself one last time inside the girl, "Ohh, Yesss!"

Christine slowly relaxed her body, opening her legs, releasing Tracy's face. She looked down at the abused girl's face wet with tears and her own come juices. She breathed heavily and rapidly as she let go of her pupil's hair, letting her slump down onto the floor. Christine lifted one leg over Tracy and, rather shakily, stood up. She wobbled over towards where Jennifer stood, leaning against the drinks table.

"Jesus, have I got a good one there," Christine said.

Jennifer grinned widely. "Yes I think you do. Hopefully you will let me borrow her again after you have had a chance to train her."

Emily who had also come down from her high; Sat back, her legs bent double underneath her. Almost as an afterthought she pulled out of Tracy's sore and abused pussy allowing the girl to curl up moaning incoherently.

But Tracy's ordeal was still not over; Elizabeth sat down on the couch next to the sobbing girl. Just into her 50's Elizabeth has had years of experience at abusing young girls and she knew exactly what she wanted to do to young Tracy. She was beginning to wish she had out-bid Jennifer now for the privilege of breaking the girls cherry. She had lost count of the number of girls she has had over the years but Tracy excited her like few others, maybe it was the girl's deliciously large breasts, or perhaps her olive skin. Or, more likely, it was the combination of everything that made her so sexy coupled with her total innocence that was just too inviting; Elizabeth knew that the more innocent the girl the bigger the thrill.

Grabbing the girl's hair she dragged her quickly over her bare lap ignoring Tracy's pleas for mercy.

"Meleana, spread her legs by the ankles a little bit more."

Meleana complied with Elizabeth's request, taking hold of Tracy's ankles she undid ones of the cuffs and spreading her legs as wide as she could; this gave her a glorious view of Tracy's sore and swollen pussy.

Tracy did not even kicked her legs as they were spread; she was in a sort of half-awake, half-unconscious state, unable to object any more, just wanting it over.

Evelyn wearing nothing but a strap-on, walked over to near Tracy's head and with no show of concern lifted Tracy's head by her hair and slapped her face until she got some response. As Tracy tried to speak the woman forced her strap-on into her mouth.

"Suck it, slut," she hissed.

Elizabeth, meanwhile, was squeezing some lube from a tube onto her right hand, rubbing it liberally over her fingers until they glistened and gleamed.

She delicately placed one greased finger tip against Tracy's puffy pussy lips and gently eased it into her opening, Tracy tried to protest and squirm but the moving in and out of the strap-on in her mouth, and Meleana's firm grip on her legs kept her near silent and totally immobile.

Elizabeth slowly eased a second finger inside her, and slipped a tip of a third in. She began to push the three fingers in as far as she could, spreading them wide and adding her thumb as well.

Tracy felt as if her abused pussy was being split as Elizabeth started to flex her fingers inside her, she gagged on the strap-on in her mouth and tears of pain started to flow down her face. She made one last attempt to kick free of Meleana's grasp but it failed miserably.

Elizabeth smiled at the obvious distress she was causing the young girl and pushed her little finger into Tracy's pussy, now she had all the digits of one hand inside her and she slowly eased them forward.

Tracy screamed loudly behind her phallic gag as Elizabeth pushed her hand in up to the second knuckle, then paused and spread her hand as wide as she could inside Tracy's pussy, Tracy began to really kick wildly now, and Meleana had to call over Emily to help restrain her legs.

Elizabeth knew she had reached Tracy's limit; she stopped pushing in and slowly twisted her hand round inside the pain racked girl. She knew from experience that getting a young girl to take a whole fist, even one as slim as hers, took time. Only once, before had she been able to get her fist completely inside a girl on a first attempt.

Now she contented herself with just keeping her hand in Tracy for a few minutes, gently flexing it now and again, appreciating how Tracy was being forced back on her fingers by the violent assault on her mouth.

Tracy started to sob and cry like a baby now as she was assaulted at both ends; her body being tossed around like a rag-doll. She felt a hand softly stroking her hair and face.

"Get used to it, slut," was all Evelyn said as she gripped Tracy's hair tighter and continued to violate her mouth with her strap-on.

Elizabeth flexed her fingers one last time, she could feel Tracy's pussy on fire as she watched Tracy's feeble struggles; she knew that when she got home her own slave would now get the fisting of her life. Then, very slowly, twisting her hand slightly as she did so she began to slide her fingers out from inside Tracy's traumatised pussy.

At the same time Evelyn took her strap-on from Tracy's mouth allowing her to gulp for air; she moaned and whined as Elizabeth slipped her fingers right out. Seeing Tracy's mouth open Elizabeth suddenly rubbed her sticky hand over the girl's face, forcing her fingers inside her mouth, her other hand gripping Tracy's hair to hold her face steady.

"Taste what a worthless fuck-slut you are," Elizabeth barked at the school-girl across her lap and pushed her fingers deep into her mouth, smearing the girl's chin with her palm.

Nodding to the two women holding Tracy's legs to let go Elizabeth rolled Tracy off her lap and she landed with a bang on the floor making everyone laugh.

Elizabeth stood up and walked across the room to where Jennifer and Christine were standing. All three women now casually looked over at Tracy lying on the floor, curled up in a fetal position, her sobs now alternating with retching sounds.

"Hell, Christine." Elizabeth started. "Wish I'd bought the little cunt now. It would have been a real thrill to break her in for the first time."

The women laughed and drank their wine, totally oblivious to the young, violated, school-girl crying to herself on the floor. Meleana, now wearing a strap-on, nodded to Evelyn,"Let's get the slut back up on the couch."

Meleana grabbed hold of Tracy's ankles and pulled her body up while Evelyn slipped her arms under the girl's shoulders and the two of them lifted the wailing school-girl onto the couch; the two women then climbed onto the couch so Meleana was kneeling between Tracy's legs while Evelyn removed her strap-on and move to straddle Tracy's mouth.

Without any warning Meleana lifted Tracy's legs up and over her shoulders and pushed her strap-on into the girl's pussy. Tracy screamed as she felt the thickest shaft of the night penetrating her swollen and abused pussy but almost immediately the other woman straddled her face with her legs, pressing her pussy down onto Tracy's open mouth.

Tracy instantly felt the woman's warm juice spreading over her lips, she gagged at the feeling coupled with the woman's wiry pubic hair rubbing on her lips and chin but her weight prevented her squirming clear. Meleana was now slamming herself into Tracy with rapid strokes which made the girl's body jolt with each thrust. This caused Tracy's face to push against the suffocating pussy rhythmically which made the woman wetter and wetter as the school-girl's moving mouth was forced against her pussy.

Christine now put down her glass and walked over to the three-some and, kneeling down on the floor dropped her mouth onto one of Tracy's breasts.

Slowly at first she pulled one of Tracy's dark nipples into her mouth with her lips, then began to press her teeth onto it, pulling it further up, loving the way Tracy's firm, full breast followed the nipple.

Tracy arched as best she could but her body was almost completely immobilised by Meleana holding her legs over her shoulders and Evelyn slowly suffocating her beneath her wet pussy. As Christine began to bite her tender breasts Tracy tried to scream again but this only allowed Evelyn to grind her pussy into her open mouth; the strange tasting juices dribbling down onto her throat making her swallow at the same time as she gasped for air.

Christine heard Tracy's gurgling and smiled to herself as she ran her hands over Tracy's flat stomach, feeling the muscles ripple as the poor school-girl tried to struggle free of her attackers. Quickly her fingers reached their goal; Tracy's pussy lips.

Meleana was still thrusting in and out but Christine pressed her finger in firmly and soon found Tracy's clit.

Tracy's eyes shot open under the woman's touch; a strange shock-wave went through her. Totally against her will a change came over her, the touch on her pussy was nice. But it was not nice; it wasn't what she wanted, but it knew what it was doing from years of practice.

No, not like this, she thought. She knew what was happening to her, but it should not be like this. Not as women old enough to be her Mother raped her.

But Christine's finger was circling on her clit; all her years of experience were dragging Tracy reluctantly to an orgasm. Tracy pushed her head back but the woman's crotch pressed down on her; the sweet juices still flooding her mouth.