Chapter 25
The old man found her lying on the floor her mind groggy from her
self debauchery. She slowly became aware of his presence and
roused herself. The ever present leer was on his face as he
watched the young girl rise, and stand meekly before him. Her
dress fell modestly back in place hiding her wet sex. She wiped
at the wet mess that coated her face and chest.
"The Padre said I was to come to you today." the teenager
whispered.
"I have been wondering when he would send you to me. I was
beginning to think he was keeping you to himself." The old man
said as he hawked up a wad of phlegm and spit it on the floor.
"I see you remember Conquistador," he said with a contemptuous
laugh. "Let me have a lookee at you." he said with a grin the
exposed the stumps of his rotted teeth.
The girl hesitated for a second, unsure of what he wanted.
"Smack", the old man's right had caught her full on the left
cheek.
"Do not make me ask you to undress, missee. You have no thing
but your big titties and leetle pussy that I want to see." He
hissed. "You are only for fuckee and suckee."
The 5'7' teenager stood a head taller than the old japanese whose
stood stooped and wizened. His dark eyes roamed the girl. The
the thin cotton fabric of the girl's dress, damp with sweat,
hugged every curve of her overripe figure. Her breasts stood out
prominately from her chest like two rounded peaks separated by a
broad valley. The two halves of the cheap dress met in the
valley and were held in place by a cloth belt tied at her narrow
waist. Her prominent nipples and dark red aureoles were clearly
visible through the thin light colored fabric.
The pretty teen raised her hands to untie the knotted belt at her
waist, her fingers trembling with anticipation. The short
withered Asian noticed that the beautiful young girl's nipples
had hardened and her aureoles had puckered as she began to strip
for him. The thing cotton dress gaped open as she let the belt
drop to the wooden floor. The old man caught a glimpse of the
firm rounded curves of her breasts in the gap, just before she
shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell down her pale arms to
form a puddle around her feet.
Hattori felt his withered cock twitch in his loose pants as he
once again saw the young American girl in all her naked glory.
"Shit" he thought to himself, as he literally drooled at the
sight of her. He reached out a withered bony hand to cup one of
the girl's large breasts. She smiled a tense smile and pulling
back her shoulders and pushing the large orbs out to him in
offering. The young pussy began to secrete heavily as she
remembered the torment and the pleasure she had experienced at
the hands of the old pervert the last time she had been here.
Her cupped the heavy bag of flesh running his thumb over her inch
long nipples, smearing the drops of dog cum over the dark flesh.
Her nipples appeared larger and more swollen than here
remembered. It must be the Padre's attention he thought to
himself. His face showed none of the appreciation he felt for
the perfection of the beautiful girls breasts. So large and
firm, only a hint of sag under their prodigious weight, at her
age. The long teats, fully an inch long and as thick as a man's
index finger. The large raised aureoles puckered to the size of
a silver dollar, their surface a tight circle of raised
constricted flesh. The old man could not resist the impulse, he
leaned forward to suck one of the thick nipples into his mouth.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-h", the young American moaned, oblivious to the rank
odor of the old man's breath as he sucked voraciously on her
right breast. She pushed her chest out in an involuntary motion
feeding the old man even more of the pale ivory globe. The old
man felt the thick nipple swell against his tongue as he sucked
and chewed at the girl's flesh. He stood back leaving her right
nipple glistening with his foul smelling saliva. His eyes
followed the plane of her stomach to the cluster of yellow metal
at her groin.
"So I see missee has new decorations", he huffed, stepping
forward to finger the six brass rings piercing the thick outer
lips of her labia wet from her heavily secreting cunt. He hooked
a finger under the chain dangling from the thick ring through her
clit and raised it, the chin running past his finger until the
heavy crucifix rested in his hand. He shook his head in
amusement, then turned and walked toward the table pulling the
surprised girl along by the chain. She let out a surprised
whimper and winced in pain as the thick stub of her newly healed
clit was jerked by the tension on the thick ring running through
it.
"Missee sits here," he said motioning to the edge of the table.
With that he let the cross drop and the girl shuddered as it was
jerked to a stop by the short chain, sending an electric thrill
through her swelling clitoris. She hopped onto the edge of the
rough wooden table her trim pale bottom making a plopping noise
she wiggled into position. The old man quickly ran a four foot
length of bamboo between the girl's arms and her back, looped a
cord around each wrist and tied them in front of her, locking her
arms around the pole. He then tied a rope harness around her
waist to which he secured her wrists. His final act was to
secure a skull cap harness connected to nasal tines which he
inserted in the girls pert nose, which he secured to the back of
the bamboo pole, pulling her head up and back. He took a moment
to appreciate his work, the girls shoulders were drawn back,
causing her ample breasts to be thrust forward, her back arched,
and neck extended as her head was drawn back by the cruel
pressure on her delicate nostrils over the crown of her head,
leaving her eyes wide and her mouth agape. Satisfied her left
the room.
He returned a short while later with a short portly man that
Rachel had seen in the village square, eyeing her hungrily. She
felt the black eyes set narrowly in the dark brown face crawl
over every inch of her exposed flesh, his thick tongue licking
his lips nervously. The nervous twitch in his left eye become
more pronounced as he stood and rubbed his sweating hands up and
down the front of his trousers. The stained white jacket
announced that he was of the medical trade or had been in some
distant past.
"You may begin doctor, the yanquee slut does not mind" the old
Asian said. "She will probably like it." he said as he fingered
her seeping cunt, and holding up two dripping fingers as proof.
The white coated man produced a black bag which he sat on the
table next to the helpless girl's pale thigh. He produced a
wicked looking stainless steel syringe with a heavy gauge needle,
some cotton swabs and a bottle of alcohol. A glass topped bottle
contained liquid and several thick brass rings.
"Who did the piecing of the puta's cunt?" the man asked.
"Our good Padre must have done it, they were not there the last
time, I used the girl", the old man replied.
"He did good work, a pity though, I would have enjoyed doing it
myself", the man stated, as he raised a hand to squeeze the girl
left breast.
"Such fine big pezonas on this one", he said as he twisted and
pulled on her swollen nipples. "I will not have to clamp them or
apply suction as I did on the little latina whore I fixed for you
last time, eh?"
"No, the leetle missee likes her neeples they should be treated
rough." Hattori said as he pointed out the faint ligature marks
and the healed punctures from her last visit.
"Her big titties, they connected straight to her leetle pussy, I
think", the white coated man laughed in appreciation. "Clamps?,
no we don't need no stinking clamps!!" he said as he pulled and
twisted on the red rubber flesh of her teats.
"Oh-h-h-h-h, m-m-m-m-mh", the attractive teen moaned and arched
her back even more pushing her huge tits at her tormentor.
Rachel looked down at the thick long nipples the laughing man had
between his fingers and despised them. She felt the buzzing in
her clit as the stranger twisted and pulled at her prominent
teats. She hated how they fed the burning fire in her cunt, a
fire that ruled her. The educated woman that had once been her
fought with the mindless whore she had willfully become within
the shell of perfect flesh that was her lust inspiring body. The
whore and slut in her wanted to be used and degraded, in this the
old Rachel agreed. She should be chastised, her flesh mortified
and punished for its violation of all things decent and moral.
The thrill of punishment made her grind her breast at the
stranger, then pull back stretching her nipples. An excited
whimper leaked from her slack mouth, her pussy leaving a telltale
stain of wetness on the wooden table as she squirmed beneath the
stranger's brutal fingers.
The Stranger released her swollen nipples and picked up the
bottle and swabs. The acrid smell of alcohol reached Rachel's
panting nostrils as he swabbed her hardened teats, the liquid
stinging the irritated flesh.
"Bueno, now we see if the slut is truly a whore like Maria. He
said as he brandished the syringe.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h, n-o-o-o-o-o," the attractive teen's mind
screamed in silent protest and final resignation.
The white coated stranger held a rubber stopper against the
inside of the girl's left nipple and pressed the thick needle to
the outside slowly twisting it as he pushed it through the
sensitive resisting flesh. As he pushed he lowered his face to
within inches of the beautiful face of the bound girl.
"You like? Does the leetle slut like the way Emilio treats her
leetle titties?, he hissed, his breath foul from last nights
singani, the local equivalent of vodka.
Rachel barely heard the man, the lancing pain in her nipple
bringing only a long low moan of pleasure as her cunt convulsed
under the reverberation of her swollen clit.
"No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o" she moaned as the intense wave of pleasure
rippled out from the long livid finger of her pierced clit. Her
guts cramped and twisted as the pain induced climax coursed
through her. Her glassy eyes failed to see the Strangers
satisfied smile only inches from her sweating trembling face.
The her ivory body shuddered and jerked as the climax completed
as the needle imbedded itself in its rubber target impaling the
swollen flesh of her thick teat. As the Stranger watched with
sadistic satisfaction, a thick drop of ruby colored blood dripped
from the rigid flesh that capped her out thrust breast to drop on
her pale thigh.
Detaching the needle and leaving it in place her turned his
attention to her other painfully hard nipple. With the same
practiced care he pierced her other thick nipple. Playfully he
pulled and twisted the newly violated few bring one orgasm after
another cascading through the attractive young slut's body.
"She is a whore, no? The pain she makes her cum easily, si?, the
Stranger said to the old man as he sat stroking his cock as he
watched the lewd performance play out before him.
The white coated man cleaned and emplaced the thick brass rings
through the fresh piercings in the moaning girl's nipples.
Before he sealed the ends with a large bead, Hattori handed him
ceramic jar from which he removed two brass bells. He affixed
them to the rings and sealed them.
"You are now truly a puta, a village whore. All will know you by
the bells. You will be free to use by everyone." the stranger
sniggered.
Hattori nodded in response to the Strangers inquiring glance.
The man hurridly opened his fly, his stiffened prong curving
upward in the dim light. He grasped the young girl behind the
thighs and pulled her toward the edge of the table. Freeing his
right hand he slotted his throbbing cock between the sopping lips
of the moaning girls twat.
"Uh-n-n-n-n-n-h, y-e-e-e-e-s-s-s-s-s", the girl squealed as the
Strangers cock lanced deep into her cunt. His rapid fire and
urgent thrusts buffeted her as his hips pounded the back of her
thighs causing her newly pierced tits to jounce and jiggle as
they rolled across her chest, the tinkling of her new nipple
bells burning indelibly into her consciousness.
Her clit exploded at the realization that she had been marked a
whore, she hunched against the Stranger as her clit chain swung
and pulled at the insane flesh between her legs. Another and
final climax coursed through her as she felt the Strangers
scalding seed geyser into her stuffed cunt and run down the crack
between her firm cheeks.
"I am a whore" a part of the beautiful American thought to
herself with a thrill...another part of her cried.
