Synopsis: Sara, Jane and Vicky are back! Jane and Vicky have LOTS of torturous fun planned for little Sara. This is a continuation of the Sara series, but the story is a stand alone. WARNING> It's pretty extreme. And if you didn't like the... unsanitary aspects of the first one, you won't like this one either. OTOH, there's LOTS of great torture in little Sara's future as she continues being used by Vicky and Jane for their pain toy. And boy have they found ways to make Sara hurt.
Sara shivered with anticipation as she knelt in the hot sun waiting for her sister Vicky and their friend Jane. The thirteen year old had been kneeling there for two hours in the hot morning sun waiting for the other two girls who had decided to go on a morning jog. Sara was naked and sweat dripped down her body from the heat. It was only ten am and already over eighty-five degrees. She'd had a lot of time to anticipate what was going to happen to her today. She knew some of it, of course, she'd made specific requests. Other things, Vicky and Jane had cooked up between themselves but not told her about - mainly to increase her anticipation. She shifted slightly and winced as the heavy, spiked weight attached to the thick bar in her clit hood tapped into her thighs. It pricked them, adding to the drops of blood already on her thighs while the bar rubbed across her large, sensitive clit. She winced from a cramp in her legs, but stayed kneeling even though no one would know if she'd gotten up to stretch. She was a slave and not only knew it, but loved it. Lived for it. She glanced down at the spiked weights resting on the lower part of her flat breasts, also causing pin pricks of pain as she breathed and made small movements. They were attached to thin nipple rings that ran through the base of each of her long, thick nipples. She remembered back to the day when she got those piercings. She'd spend the night tightly tied in a box with a thick, ten inch dildo forced in her asshole and a tube in her mouth that ran outside the box. The top of the tube was attached to a cup designed as a urinal for women. Actually, she'd spent a good ten hours in that box, although most people wouldn't have used the term good. Sara wasn't most people. Both Vicky and Jane had used their 'female urinal' several times during the night. Each time, to make sure she was awake and they had her attention, they'd flipped the switch on a tens unit which had shocked the hell out of Sara's freshly pierced nipples. They, they'd piss down the tube which ended in Sara's mouth, knowing the suffering girl would have to swallow it. Finally, they'd turn a crank a few notches to 'flush'. The crank had wires that attached to the bars that had been pierced through Sara's nipples, ruthlessly pulling on the fresh piercings causing Sara to scream with added pain. When they finally let her out of the box, they fed her some water, but no food. She was a mess, since she'd been laying in her own piss and sweating up a storm the whole night - not to mention that Vicky hadn't let her shower in days. Her crotch was a mess because she'd been so horny all night she'd been leaking cunt slime the whole time. She'd also pissed herself to relieve her bladder. Sara's asshole was raw and red and wouldn't close all the way from the huge dildo that had been in her bowels all night. Vicky knew from experience that that wouldn't last. Sara had a small cunt and a tight asshole that no amount of stretching seemed to loosen. That was fine by her - it only caused Sara more pain when she used those holes. After being strapped in the cramped box all night, Sara could barely move. Vicky went to work cleaning her sister's cunt with her mouth while Jane forced the dildo, which was caked with her shit, into Sara's mouth. Sara had several orgasms while cleaning her own shit from the dildo. Vicky was also going nuts. Despite making love with Jane until late in the night, she was totally turned on by her sisters smell and taste, both incredibly strong. Plus she was able to push her tongue deeply into Sara's asshole and lick out the shit that had been blocked from exiting by the dildo. Jane and Vicky switched places several times, both of them cleaning the sweat from Sara's hairy armpits, and sucking piss, cum and shit from her crotch. Sara orgasmed so many times she eventually passed out. When she woke up, she was tied to the bench, legs stretched to their limits. They promised her food, if she didn't throw up or pass out from what they were going to do next. Then they pierced her clit hood with a thick, vertical piercing. Sara had been told not to pass out, but no one had forbidden her to cum, and despite the fact that her body was exhausted, she still managed a small orgasm as the thick bar was slid through the hole. Now, she looked down at the bar through her clit hood. Everything had healed well and in a very short time. No surprise there. It was like her body was made for abuse. It always healed very, very quickly and she'd never scarred yet. After it had healed enough, Vicky had decided to start stretching the hole and had forced larger diameter rings through it until there was a 6 gage bar through the hood. It was always rubbing Sara's clit, keeping the girl aroused most of the time. Ever since the clit hood piercing, Vicky had increased the pace of the modifications to Sara's clit and nipples by making her endure long sessions of vacuum treatments each day, even if their mother was home. Sara's nipples were now an inch long when erect and thick, like a baby bottle nipple. They were also very sensitive. Her clit, when erect, was close to a half inch long and a quarter inch in diameter. Also, Vicky, with Jane's help, had gotten hold of a corset that would fit Sara's thin frame. Sara had had to wear that for two hours every day. Now that their mother had gone on her trip (three weeks later than had been originally scheduled), Vicky planned to make her wear it at least four to six hours every day. She, with Sara's very willing help, was turning Sara's body into a perfect Sadist's sex toy. Sara couldn't remember a time when she'd been happier. Jane and her sister came jogging back into the yard, dripping sweat. "Hey slut," Jane greeted the girl. "Hello Mistress." "How are you feeling?" asked Vicky. "Are you ready for today?" "Yes Mistress, very, very ready," replied Sara. "I'll say," snorted Jane. "Look at all the cunt slime she's got running down her legs." Vicky and Sara had managed, barely, to hide the fact that Sara hadn't showered since Monday from their mom, who had left Wed morning on her trip. Vicky had parked the car in the long term parking lot. At 16 she could drive and had been proud to drop off her mother at the airport. She dropped off their mother and Sara, then parked the car in a remote part of long term parking. After the plane had taken off, the girls had walked back to the car. There, Vicky made Sara strip in broad daylight. They were at the far end of a big lot and there weren't a lot of people around, but it was still scary and arousing. Then, Vicky had reached between her sister's legs and slid her fingers into Sara's bald, gooey cunt, coating her fingers with thick, white cream. Sara was told to put her hands behind her head while Vicky painted her armpits with her own cunt cream. Then, she'd made Sara get on her knees on the hot pavement and drink her piss. Sara rode back home nude. Sara had expected Vicky to start in on her immediately, but Vicky had done little beyond the suction treatments and the corset. Aside from those, Sara's breasts and ass were beaten daily and she was masturbated several times a day, but never allowed to climax. Vicky had only been teasing her sister. Sara was desperate for a cum, but Vicky had decided to wait until today, Friday, when Jane had off from work. "Put your hands behind your head, slut," said Jane. Sara complied, showing the thin, matted hair under her arms, dark with sweat. Jane leaned close and inhaled while pinching her own nipple through her thin running top. "Ohhh, you make me so wet! You smell like an animal in heat." Vicky laughed. "Well, she *is* an animal in heat. Plus, her cunt juice has been all thick and pasty, so right after Mom left, I got a bunch and wiped it in her pits. I've been doing that twice a day since Wed." "MMmmm. I can't wait to taste her," said Jane, her eyes glowing. She'd never thought to find someone as perverted as herself, and finding two other girls, and younger ones at that, was a dream come true. She eyed Sara's form. "Hey Vicky, it looks a little like that corset is starting to work. She's got a definite curve in her hips." "Yeah," replied Vicky. "Imagine what it'll be like by the end of the summer. She's gonna be in it six hours a day." Sara closed her eyes and groaned in pleasure. The corset, usually worn at night, was very tight. Vicky would lace her developing body into it, then find ways to torture her. She'd cause Sara pain or keep her on the edge of cuming for an hour or so causing the girl to almost pass out. The garment made Sara feel even more submissive and helpless. Last night she had passed out after Vicky had brought her close to orgasm for about the tenth time, only to deny her. It might also had been because she hadn't eaten all day. She was hungry now, since Vicky hadn't fed her this morning either. Sara, for all that she was a very thin girl, had a real appetite. "Well, "said Jane, "I'm ready to get started. And I'm starved, so let's get this show on the road." Vicky picked up a bottle of yellow liquid from the ground while Jane unhooked the spiked weights from Sara's various piercings. Sara knew it was piss. Her own, Vicky's and Jane's. They'd been saving it for two days, keeping it sealed in a clean container and there was a bit over three quarts of it. They poured two quarts into an enema bag, then mixed in some powder. Sara didn't know what the powder was. They had the small girl get down on her hands and knees, ass in the air, and Vicky roughly shoved an unlubed plug up her ass. That hurt and Sara whimpered while it went into her tight asshole. Vicky inflated the plug, forcing more groans from her sister, then attached the hose to it. The urine, flowing through a wide hose, slammed into Sara's colon forcing her to gasp. It was hot from sitting in the sun and they'd mixed it with red pepper. The liquid saturated the teen's bowels causing immediate cramps as the burning solution was forced into her tender intestines. Vicky squeezed the bottle to ensure that all two quarts of the liquid quickly invaded her moaning sister's body. The hose was clamped off and, for a good measure, Vicky squeezed the pump a few more times to increase the size of the plug inside Sara. Fresh sweat broke out over her body as Sara moaned in pain. Enema's were a rare and painful event in her life. Jane and Vicky sat back on the grass and enjoyed the view of Sara writhing and moaning. They knew that the pepper mixed with urine would cause the girl a lot of pain. What they weren't sure of, was if Sara would throw up from the pain. She hadn't in the past, but you never knew. It was one reason that Vicky hadn't fed her since yesterday. This was only one of the very painful things that Sara would experience today and she didn't want her sister puking all over the place. When her moaning had died down a bit, Jane got up and rolled the teen over on to her back. Sara immediately curled up, trying to ease her cramps. "Time for me to have a little fun," she grinned. Looking down at the still curled up Sara, she continued. "Are you ready to serve me?" "Y..yes Mistress." Sara was looking pale and sweating from more than just the sun. "Please tell me what I should do." Jane and Vicky took ropes and staked her out on a sunny patch of grass, arms and legs spread wide. Sara was in obvious pain, her thin, normally concave tummy bulging slightly with the two quarts of urine that had been forced into her. Being unable to curl up to ease her cramps brought tears to her eyes and the other girls could see her belly ripple with pain. Her cunt, however, was still oozing thick, white slime. Jane had a wide smile on her face. "I got a little cleaning job for you slut," she said to the panting teen. "I took my last shower Saturday. And I got my boyfriend to fuck my asshole and cunt every day, until it got too gross for even him to fuck. So yesterday and the day before, I masturbated and jerked him off on my cunt." She leaned forward. "I didn't even change my panties the whole time. They are sooo gross. But don't worry, you won't have to deal with them yet." Jane stripped off her running shorts to show a brief pair of white panties. Well, parts of them were white. Jane knelt over Sara's face, knees spread wide so her crotch was close to her nose. Sara could see the whole crotch was wet and colored a yellowish brown. The smell was incredible and hit her in the pit of her stomach, wrenching a groan of lust from her. Jane stood then, removed her panties and squatted over the teen's face so that her asshole was over Sara's mouth, and her filthy cunt was right by Sara's nose. "Start with my asshole and don't even think of touching my cunt with that tongue until I say so. You're gonna lick until I think I'm clean enough. And just to make things interesting, your sister is going to be whipping you the entire time with that nice whip." That nice whip turned out to be a long, three stranded, braided whip. Sara had felt it many times before. It hurt like hell, always left her with welts and bruises and often made her bleed. Her sister knew how to use it well, and her aim was perfect. As Sara's tongue reached out to start cleaning Jane's shit and cum streaked asshole, the whip feel right across her bloated belly. Sara wasn't able to move much, but the pain was so sharp that her head went up and her nose bumped into Jane's slimy, oily cunt, forcing some of the yellow muck that had accumulated there to scrape off onto her nose. Jane jumped up, not because it hurt but because she was surprised. "Hey you stupid bitch! Didn't I tell you to stay away from my cunt?" "I'm sorry Mistress! I was just surprised by the whip. Please forgive me!" Jane wasn't really angry. But Sara was a slave and had to be punished for not following directions. "You're not going to get away with this slut." Sara was panting with fear, confusion and lust. Plus, her belly really, really hurt and she needed to shit something fierce. "Please Mistress. Punish me. I failed and I should be punished." Jane bent close to Sara's face and liked the smear of her own paste from Sara's nose. She smiled. "Don't worry little slut. You'll be punished. Just don't do it again." Sara yelled as Vicky lashed the whip across her belly again, raising another set of welts. Sara gasped and moaned, but her head stayed on the ground, fingers and toes clenching as her small body absorbed the pain. "Now," said Jane squatting over the girl, "let's continue." Sara once again went to the task of licking the bitter, shit stained asshole. Lust flooded her body from the perverted act. That, Jane's overwhelming smell and the whip pushed the girl almost to orgasm. Finally, Jane was satisfied, having had her asshole licked and probed by Sara's long tongue. Sara had felt some shit inside Jane as she pushed her way into the brown hole. She wondered if Jane was going to make her eat it. She never really got used to the taste, but the act was so nasty, so submissive, that it never failed to get her off. Jane looked down at Sara. "Open your mouth and don't move an inch. Got it?" Sara complied, nodding slightly, expecting Jane to begin shitting in her mouth. Instead, Vicky held a bowl under Jane's grimy cunt and she slowly began dribbling dark yellow piss into it. When Jane finished, she stayed there, kneeing while Vicky added the fresh piss to the bag that she'd already filled with the last of the urine they'd saved. Sara began to get afraid as piss dripped off Jane's cunt into her mouth. She didn't think that she could take an enema that was over three quarts and that's what she'd have inside her if her sister forced in that last quart. Especially since Vicky hadn't let her shit in two days and she really, really needed to go. She was surprised when Vicky aimed the nozzle at Jane's asshole and pushed it in very deeply. Slowly, the urine emptied into Jane, who groaned and wiggled. Drips of it ran down sliding off Jane's crusted cunt lips - right into Sara's opened mouth. Finally, the bag was emptied and Vicky shoved a large butt plug in Jane to hold it in. Vicky was groaning from the cramps, but she liked pain too. She really liked enemas, having had them many times when she'd been a slave. "You know what I like?" asked Jane. "No Mistress." "I really like to have my cunt eaten while I'm holding an enema. So, since I know how much you like to suck out a scummy pussy, I guess we'll both get what we want." CRACK. Sara convulsed as Vicky's whip slapped over her mons. In point of fact, Sara wasn't especially attracted to eating a dirty cunt. That was her sister's thing and the dirtier the better. But being forced to perform humiliating acts, being subjected to pain and having all control of her body taken away were things that got Sara off. Being tortured and used with no say and no choice in how, how hard or when really made her blood boil. And cleaning a cunt that had been continuously fucked and not washed for a week was defiantly humiliating. Sara knew that her sister would be cleaning her at some point and looked forward to the soft tongue gliding over her slimy cunt. That's why Vicky wouldn't let her shower. She loved Sara's unwashed, sweaty, sexy smell, especially the smell and taste from her crotch and armpits. As Jane lifted up to reposition her cunt over Sara's eager mouth, Sara looked down at her pale body. There were welts all over her swollen belly and she jerked as the whip crashed down on her left inner thigh. Then Jane's musky, sweaty smell and salty taste engulphed her senses. She licked and sucked, cleaning away a week's worth of old cum. She nibbled Jane's clit, which while pretty big, was no where near as large as her own, cleaning the paste that had built up under the hood, when Jane pulled it back. Finally, Jane was bucking in orgasm, her belly rippling as sweat dripped onto the small girl below her. When she couldn't take it anymore, Jane rolled off Sara with a big grin on her face and Vicky stopped whipping her sister. Sara had welts all over her belly, thighs and mons and she was moaning in pain from the extended time she'd been forced to hold the enema. "Owww. Would our little slave like to get rid of all that piss in her asshole?" "Please Mistress, it's really hurting." "Well, don't worry. We're gonna make you feel good real soon," said Vicky. "Hell," piped up Jane, "I'm ready now. Let's do it up." Of course Sara had no idea what the plans for the day were - aside from those few things that she'd asked Vicky to do to her. Sara had been begging since her mother left for a day of severe clit torture. She'd once told Vicky that she wanted her clit tortured enough that, for at least a day. she couldn't feel pleasure from it - just pain. She was pretty sure that Vicky and Jane were going to do that for her today. She closed her eyes in lust, yearning for her clit to be so sensitive, so abused, that the slightest touch would cause her to moan in pain. She wondered if she'd be able to cum from having her clit stimulated when it was too sore and abused to feel pleasure any more. While she was thinking these thoughts, Jane and Vicky had released her from her bonds. They flipped her over onto her swollen stomach and dragged her across the grass to an area of the back yard that was just a patch of dirt with a sewer drain right near it. They flipped her onto her back as they got onto the dirt and it stuck to her wet skin, streaking the back of her body with mud. Then they retied the girl with her wrists spread widely and attached to stakes in the ground. Her legs they pulled wide and back toward her head until her asshole was pointing straight up. Sara was quite flexible, but the pressure in her intestines was agonizing. She moaned and whimpered, begging them to remove the dildo from her ass. Instead, Vicky fitted her sister with a ring gag that forced her mouth open as wide as it could go, then a pair of swimming goggles. "Time for some more fun slave," said Jane with a wide smile. She stood at Sara's head and squatted over her body with her asshole over Sara's face. Sara knew what was coming. Vicky knelt between Sara's widespread thighs and began licking, cleaning out days of old cum, sweat and urine from between her sister's legs. Despite the pain in her belly, Sara responded as she'd been trained. Vicky licked everywhere; her soft, agile tongue scooping out the accumulated discharge which she eagerly swallowed. Vicky pealed back Sara's clit hood (pulling hard on the bar that was pierced through it) and her teeth scraped against Sara's clit as Vicky cleaned the pasty buildup there. Sara was well on her way to orgasm. She forgot about Jane. Right up until the time she heard a loud moan above her and a torrent of hot, brown sludge splashed over her body and into her ring gagged mouth. Jane had neglected to take a shit for several days as well, and now the accumulated waste, combined with the urine that had been injected into her rectum, sprayed out of her body with surprising force. Some of it hit Vicky in the face and coated Sara's glistening, oily cunt. That didn't stop Vicky though, she just continued to lick and clean her sister as the little girl's hips bucked and her mouth filled with Jane's soft shit. After the initial rush, very soft ropes of shit exited Jane's body, pilling on Sara, covering her face and neck in filth. With a few grunts and a shake of her hips, Jane deposited the last of her load, much of it dropping on Sara's chin and neck, where it slid down into her hair. Sara started making squealing sounds as she swallowed the shit in her mouth so that she could breath better. Her sister's tongue felt so good and she was so close to cuming! She hoped they'd let her cum. It was not to be. Vicky knew her too well and stopped when Sara was just on the edge - her mouth moving off Sara's sticky cunt and onto her thighs, where she smeared Jane's shit with her lips, sucking and licking and swallowing. Fingers appeared and wiped off the goggles that protected her eyes and Sara could see a bit. The stink of Jane's shit filled her nose and mouth and she could see that the enema had splattered over her body. The acid from the urine stung the welts that her sister's whip had left on her. "Well," said Vicky standing between Sara's legs. "We're pretty hungry, so we're gonna go get some food. Inside." She giggled, "I guess you're not that hungry since you swallowed all that shit." Sara groaned. She was really uncomfortable. She never really got used to not being allowed to shower, smelling like sex and sweat all the time, her cunt feeling all greasy and unclean. Now, she'd have to lay here, her stomach bloated with urine and several days worth of shit, while her sister and Jane went to have food. Despite Vicky's comment, Sara was really hungry. She knew that it was part of the torture her sister decided to inflict on her, though, so she knew it was her place to accept it. "Don't worry though. You've been a good girl, so we're gonna pull that nasty ol' plug outta your asshole." Both Jane and Vicky were grinning at this comment and Sara realized why they'd placed her in this position. Vicky released the air from the plug and Sara could feel the enema start to leak from around it, the surprisingly hot goo slowly running over her open sex. When the plug was pulled from her ass, a brownish-yellow fountain shot into the air. It landed on the girl's body, splattering over it, coating her cunt and face. Sara could only feel relief as her bowels emptied their contents. It was short lived, however, as her welts and the sensitive skin on her cunt and asshole started burning from the combination of pepper and urine. Plenty of the foul stream entered her opened mouth and she swallowed, her stomach clenching, and tried to breath. Her intestines spasmed again and soft, thick shit oozed out of her to slide across her cunt. Some of it slid off and landed on her upper chest, while the rest made a deep brown smudge on her belly and bare mons. Another cramp and Sara moaned as a few last spurts exited her irritated bowels. Some landed on her face and she once again swallowed her own shit. When she was finished, Vicky got between her legs, ignoring the puddle of urine and shit she was kneeling in and started licking Sara's burning clit. Sara's discomfort quickly turned to lust as her sister licked and sucked the shit off her swollen sex. Vicky knew just how to please her sister and she licked and sucked the thick, shit covered clit, happily eating Sara's waste and cunt juice. Sara hoped that she'd be allowed to cum, but Vicky spent ten minutes bringing her to and keeping her on the edge. Then Jane and Vicky changed Sara's position, so that her legs were spread in a wide upside down V, then they staked her ankles that way. Vicky cleaned off the swimming goggles so that Sara could see again. "Well," said Jane, "Even thought it looks like your sister has eaten..." and she leaned forward to lick Sara's shit off Vicky's face, "We're still hungry. So we're going to go in, clean up a bit and eat. It looks like you've have something to eat already, so we'll just leave you here." Sara didn't like that idea, but even if she hadn't been gagged, she wouldn't have protested. She was their toy and they could do whatever they wanted. What's more, it excited her to know that they could do what ever they wanted. So while her sister and her friend when into the house, which while it wasn't cooler at least was shady, Sara laid in the sun. It wasn't long before flies found out how helpless she was, as the shit slowly dried on her body. They weren't biting, but they tickled. Many crawled over her cunt and she had to keep shaking her head to keep them out of her mouth. It was torture. Sara loved every second of it, despite the heat and almost unbearable smell. Her sister had done her job well, and the thing that was most on Sara's mind was how much she needed to cum. They left her there while they ate a leisurely lunch. There was no lack of teasing between them. Jane spent some time licking Vicky and eating her asshole while Vicky made some sandwiches. Vicky pissed into a cup, then Jane added to it and they shared the urine while they ate. They discussed their plans while they relaxed. Their discussion made them very horny, their excitement rising as they refined their plans to torture Sara. They went upstairs and set up the things they'd need for the afternoon. They went back outside and looked at their victim. Sara saw them and hoped that they'd come back to let her up. They did, but not before Jane sucked at her leaking cunt and Vicky sucked the shit off Sara's thick nipples. Then made her stand there while Jane sprayed her with a hose. Vicky got a bucket and a brush and using a strong herbal soap, she washed down her sister. Sara was happy to be clean, but the bristles scratched her abused skin. Fortunately Vicky didn't use the brush on her cunt - Sara was sure that that would have made her bleed. She liked the smell of the soap though. It smelled musky and sexy, certainly better than shit. Of course, Vicky teased her brains out, thoroughly soaping her cunt and asshole, sliding fingers deep inside her. Her agile fingers lightly pinched and pulled Sara's long clit, making the girl's hips involuntarily jerk back and forth. Finally they finished and brought Sara inside. They put a dog collar on her neck, wouldn't let her talk and made her crawl everywhere she went. She was fed a moderate amount of Gatorade and water from a dog bowl. They also fed her a small amount of food - peanut butter and jelly, also from the dog bowl. As she bent over Jane would get behind her and lick her red pussy and push her tongue into Sara's ass. This kept the poor girl on edge. When she finished eating, they made her kneel in front of them. "Well," said Vicky, "We're gonna get started now. I just thought that we'd let you know that you're not gonna get to cum. Not unless you can cum from pain. You wanted clit torture, so now you're gonna get it. So, no orgasm for you unless you can get off while we torture you. That's what you wanted, right?" "Yes Mistress," Sara whispered. Her heart was beating like a hammer and her cunt started to seep juice. This was what she'd been waiting for for months. She hoped it would be as fun as she thought it would be. It thrilled her to know that it didn't matter if she got off or not. Her sister and Jane were not going to be easy on her. Of course, just that thought made her moan in lust. Vicky and Jane smiled. Vicky pulled a cane off the kitchen table and whipped Sara with it as she was made to crawl upstairs to the attic. While she crawled, Jane elaborated on what Vicky had started saying. "Of course, we can't just concentrate on your clit." WHAP! Vicky added a welt to the ones that were already forming on Sara's ass. WHAP! Sara moaned out loud. That one felt like it had split her skin. In fact, it had and Jane's heart quickened in lust as she watched a small amount of blood ooze from the welt. "We could do anything to you, of course. Like we talked about cutting off your clit." Sara froze. That was too far for even her. "Don't worry though. We decided not to. I mean, if we cut it off, then how can we torture it? But there are other things we can do too, and by the time we finish, you might wish that we had cut it off." Three more blows landed on Sara's ass and another welt started leaking blood. "Like I said though, we don't want to do any permanent damage cuz if we do, we can't torture you later." They arrived at the attic. It was even hotter up here and more humid than outside. Jane and Vicky used a spreader bar on Sara's ankles forcing them very wide. The cuffs on the bar worked well as suspension cuffs and they hung her upside down, tying her arms above her head. Then they each picked up a broad strap and began to strap the girl. Nothing was spared except her face and head. Vicky even laid the strap on Sara's sensitive feet until the girl begged for mercy. None was received. Sara had been beaten before, but hanging upside down was a new thing. It made her dizzy, and as she was whipped by the straps, their thick leather falling everywhere, she began to feel like she was floating. She didn't know how long they beat here, but she did know that, at one point, one strap was slapping into her opened cunt, and another was beating her breasts. She remembered starting to cum, but not stopping and finally regained her awareness on the floor. Her body burned and was covered with sweat. Her smell was so sexy, strong sweat combined with the scent of the herbs she'd been washed with. And sex, of course, from the other two girls. Vicky was pretty clean, but Jane had only been cleaned with a tongue and her sweaty, musky smell was very strong. They strung her up again, this time head up and Jane turned to Vicky. "You know, I've always wanted to lay into a girl with a whip, while my cunt was being eaten." Vicky grinned reaching for a nasty cat. "Here ya go!" She dropped to her knees and took a deep breath, Jane's sexy musk filling her nose and causing lust to coil in her belly. She looked up. "Feel free to start on her." She shrugged, "Or me. But I don't have her constitution, so don't make be bleed, cuz I don't want any scars." Jane was surprised, but Vicky just smiled and dove into the slimy pussy in her face. Sara watched, surprised that her sister had offered herself to the whip. Vicky liked things rough, that was for sure, but Sara didn't have it in her to inflict pain. The whip fell, the hard knots cutting Sara's already beaten skin. She gasped, her senses confused between pain and lust. Jane methodically whipped her, front and back, until there were trickles of blood running down her skin. Every so often, the whip fell on the teen between Jane's legs. It was such a turn-on to know that her cunt was still a slimy, stinking mess and a teenaged girl was getting off on the smell and taste. She hit Vicky's back again and the girl gasped and pulled away from her cunt. "Oww, shit that hurts!" "Sorry," said Jane, "but you said..." "No, no, it's really great. It hurts, then goes right to my cunt. Look," she said wiping her hand between her legs. She held up her palm for Jane to see and there was a puddle of slime in it. "Oh, God," said Jane. "That's SO hot!" Vicky smiled and scooped it up with her tongue, bent her head back with her mouth still open and allowed the thick liquid to slide down her throat. Jane shuddered in lust. "God, eat me some more! I wanna cum while I'm whipping your sister." Vicky dove back to the task. "Mmm, oh, yeah." The whip struck Sara's flat breast, opening a cut under her nipple. Jane shuddered as she neared her climax, watching the blood start to ooze from the cut on the young teen's breast. "Yeah, that's it," the whip fell again, this time on Vicky's back. "Eat my filthy cunt. God, that feels so good. Oh, my cunt must smell so bad!" Crack, the knotted thongs of the whip fell on Sara's flat belly. "Do you like the taste of my dirty cunt?" "Mmm Hmm," came Vicky's muffled voice. The pain from the whip and the smell and taste from Jane's cunt were pushing her toward her own climax. One hand was between her own legs, while the other spread Jane's lower lips, exposing the drooling slit for her to suck at. She was in heaven, swallowing the thick, salty slime, and shortly, Jane started bucking in orgasm. Vicky soon followed. Sara, had had another one as well, when the cut was opened on her breast. It was getting hard for her to stand now. Being whipped was hard work, and the girls had really worked her over. She had dozens of oozing welts all over her back and front. Several were actual cuts leaking blood that slid down her sweating body. Jane and Vicky separated, and Vicky stood up. "God," Vicky said, "that was SO intense. No wonder the little slut likes it!" They kissed, Jane tasting her salty musk in Vicky's mouth. Then they looked at Sara. The little thirteen year old was almost hanging in her bonds, panting with sweat pouring off her body. Bruises were starting to form and she was bleeding a lot. She looked like she was really hurting, but the white slime that was literally dripping from her bare cunt, and her rock hard nipples showed how aroused she was. Vicky pushed the end of a bottle of Gatorade into her mouth and Sara sucked it eagerly. While she did, Jane grabbed a bucket and dragged it onto the tarp that Sara was standing on. "Time to clean you up a bit slut," said Jane when Sara had finished drinking. She and Vicky grabbed rough sponges from the bucket. "You first Vic." Sara wondered why Vicky was grinning as she ran the soaked sponge over her welted, bleeding ass. She didn't wonder long. "Oww! Ahh, hurts! Mistress Aww, it stings." Vicky and Jane smiled, their lust flamed by Sara's squirming and cries of pain. They'd mixed a lot of salt into the water and apparently it burned like hell. "I know it stings, slave. It's supposed to hurt, remember?" Asked Vicky. The two girls thoroughly sponged down the bleeding welts on the young teen, who squirmed and moaned as her body burned from the salt water. After they finished, they left her to stand there for a while. Finally, when it seemed that the burning had subsided the let her down, only to tie her to a chair that Sara hadn't seen before. "See?" asked Vicky. "Jane likes the idea of torturing you so much, she brought a new chair for us to use while Mom's away. And she brought all kinds of toys too. Don't you think that you should thank her?" "Thank you Mistress Jane," said Sara as they started to tie her to the chair. The chair was made of metal pipes and had an adjustable back and a cross piece that arms could be affixed to. They chose not to use that though, and attached her wrists to the pipe above her head. There was padding on a head rest and on the bars that her legs were attached to. Straps were used to attach her belly to pipe at her back. They also attached straps high on her thighs, just above her knees and at her ankles. She couldn't move her hips at all when they were finished. They put a bit gag in her mouth and used it to pull her head and upper body forward attaching leather thongs to hold her head forward. This caused the belt around her waist to cut into her thin belly even more. The whole thing tilted back which angled her defenseless, wide spread cunt and asshole completely vulnerable. "Can you see your pussy nice and clearly?" Asked Jane. "Yesh," said Sara. "Good," said Vicky. She reached to a small table that was just out of Sara's range of vision. She waved what she'd picked up under Sara's face so the girl could see it. Sara began to pant and more sweat broke out on her body from fear. "Like we said before, we can do anything we want. And we want to torture your clit." Vicky smile as she continued. "Now, little sister, it looks to me," and here she got a firm grip on the thick ring through Sara's clit hood, "that the piece of flesh that this ring is attached to is in our way. It's covering up that nice clit of yours. So, we're gonna fix that little problem. Of course, you won't be able to wear this ring anymore, but that's not a problem. There are a few other places that you'll have them." Sara moaned in real fear and a bolt of lust shot through her tired body. They were going to cut off her clit hood! She was almost sick with fear, but her body trembled with the biggest surge of lust she'd ever felt. She almost came with the thought that her sister and her sister's friend, purely for their own amusement, were going to cut off her clit hood just because they wanted to make it easier to torture her clit! And the way her head was fastened, they were going to make her watch. Sara moaned and came, white goo almost spurting out of her tight fuck hole. Jane knelt down with a small jar of clear liquid in her hand. "This stuff," she said, "is either really great, or really awful - depending on your point of view. You see, it's approved by the FDA, but only for very special cases. Like life and death cases. It's kinda special, but I'll tell you about it later." Naturally, Sara heard all this. However, the only thing her mind would focus on was the fact that they were going to remove her clit hood. As exciting as that thought was, she was vaguely sorry. Her hood was quite sensitive and, like her clit, one of the places that Vicky really liked to torture. She was going to miss the searing pain of clamps, needles and hot liquids that Vicky often subjected it to. Of course, now her clit would be totally exposed, so perhaps this wouldn't be a bad thing after all. Jane looked at Vicky and said, "I assume that you'll do the honors?" "Hmmm, we can share. It's gonna take more than one cut." Sara groaned. They were discussing slicing up her cunt and they were so casual about it! "Since you're the guest," said Vicky, "You can take this one." They were now kneeling between Sara's wide spread thighs. Sara couldn't see where they were talking about because they're heads were in the way. Then she felt someone tugging on the clit hood ring. "And I'll take this one." "OK. I mean, she's your sister, so I understand if you want to do it all." Sara was going crazy with anticipation. She couldn't see anything! Drool ran down her chin and onto her chest, sliding down her beaten skin in a small runnel. "No, no, you're a guest. Plus you brought some really cool toys, so it's only fair that you do the first one." "OK," replied Vicky. "If you insist." Sara was going nuts with the anticipation, when the other two girls moved back so that she could see her sex. "Take a good look slave," said Vicky. "You're cunt's never gonna look the same again." Sara did look. Her sex was all red and puffy from arousal and she could see thick, white globs of cream sliding out of her tight hole. Her clit, despite her fear, was thick and swollen with her lust. She wondered what she'd look like after the hood was gone. Strange, she though. Sara was oddly calm, despite the lust and fear that flowed through her as Jane approached her pussy with the scalpel. "Now you listen," said Jane as she got a firm grip on the bar through Sara's clit hood. "You're tied pretty good and this chair's heavy. But if you go squirming too much, I'm gonna cut your clit by accident. And we don't want that to happen, now do we?" Sara didn't respond, her eyes glued to the sharp blade that was about to cut her skin. It didn't move. "Do we!?" repeated Jane. That got Sara's attention. She shook her head no. "Good. Now here it comes. And I promise you - if I catch you looking away, we will cut off your clit." Sara's eyes were glued to the scalpel as it got closer and closer to the skin that was being stretched by Jane's firm grip on the bar. The edge of the scalpel rested on the skin at the top of the bar. Sara could feel the blade as it entered her skin and started to slice through it toward her mons, widening the hole that the piercing bar was through. At first, it didn't hurt, the scalpel was too sharp. Jane continued to cut until the hood was vertically split all the way to where the skin met at the top of Sara's pussy. Sweat poured off her skin. The cut was starting to hurt. Then, some of her sweat dropped right into the fresh cut and the burning started. Pain set in and it really, really hurt. She tried not to move but it hurt more than she'd though it would and she jerked as another drop of sweat fell. Fortunately, Jane had already removed the scalpel. They watched her squirm - she couldn't move very much, and waited for her to calm down. Jane handed the scalpel to Vicky and said, "Your turn." Vicky took it with a gleam of lust in her eyes. "Oh yeah. This is so hot." She knelt down and looking up at her sister's face she said, "Does it hurt?" Sara jerked as another drop of sweat burned the cut. She moaned and nodded at her sister. Vicky smiled and got a good grip on the bar that was still trapped in the clit hood. Sara moaned again, her skin finally reacting to the cut. Vicky used the bar to stretch Sara's hood, then slowly sliced downward, splitting the protective hood vertically in half and freeing the piercing bar. Sara screamed, her sensitive hood sending spasms of pain through her body. She couldn't believe that she could be this aroused and not be cuming. She'd never felt anything like this before. Sara couldn't tear her eyes away from her cunt. Both Jane and Vicky had their fingers in their cunts stroking the wet flesh as the watched Sara's reaction to what they'd done to her. Blood was seeping freely from the cut, and Sara's thick clit was completely revealed. Sara had tears running down her face and was panting. Drool ran freely from the bit gag to drip on her belly and slide down her mons. Jane bent down and grabbed Sara's outer cunt lips and pulled them apart. This caused the teen to try and squirm as the pain from her cut hood increased. More blood flowed and mixed with the lubricant that Sara was leaking. Jane looked up at the girl. "If you think that hurt, you're mistaken. We've only just started with the real torture." Sara was whimpering and wishing Jane would run her finger over her newly exposed clit. She knew that she'd cum in a second. She also knew that they weren't going to let her cum that easily if at all. Vicky handed Jane a small jar. It had some thick fluid in the bottom and an official looking label on it. "Like I said," said Jane, "I got this from the hospital. Of course, I'm not supposed to have it. But we have a bunch of samples because they want us to evaluate it. " She got a small, soft brush and dipped it in the open jar, swirling the liquid around. "It's called Quik-Heal and it's interesting stuff," she continued. "Once put on a wound, it stops the bleeding and helps it heal real fast-like in half the time. The cut never gets infected and it doesn't scar." She grinned. "That's the upside. The down side is that when it heals, the nerves are real sensitive and stay that way. I hear it's being used right now to see if they can fix damaged nerves with it." She began painting the stuff on the open wound of the split hood. At first it felt cool and eased the pain a bit. Sara, in some distant part of her lust crazed mind, realized that they weren't going to remove her clit hood. They'd just spilt it to get better access to her clit. As Jane stood up, the cut skin started to feel a little warm. "The other down side," said Jane with a sadistic gleam in her eye, "is that in a few minutes, that's gonna hurt worse than anything you've ever felt. The test people said that it feels like your skin's being peeled off. So now, we're only allowed to use it on people who are under general anesthesia." "Don't worry though," said Jane as she patted the wild eyed teen's face. "They say the pain lasts less than an hour." The burning had increased and in minutes, sweat began to pour from Sara's skin. She started to struggle in her bonds and her soft whimpers turned to screams. It wasn't long before she was screaming in earnest. Jane and Vicky lay in front of the girl and leisurely sucked and licked each other's cunts while enjoying Sara's suffering. All the girls were soaked with sweat. It was just over 100 degrees in the attic room and very, very humid. Sara, of course, was suffering the most. Sweat dripped from her as she writhed in agony. This hurt worse than anything she'd ever felt. To make it worse, she was forced to look at her sliced clit hood by the straps that held her bit gag to the cincher belt. Drool poured from her mouth, but she was unable to do anything but sit there and absorb the pain. It didn't turn to pleasure - exactly, but somehow she was getting pleasure from it. This was what she wanted. No pleasure, only pain. She thought that if it got just a bit worse, she might actually cum from it. This was what she wanted, craved. Any slut could cum from pleasure; she wanted to be able to cum from both. After a while, her screams died down. The burning began to recede and her sister and Jane started to notice her again. Vicky knee walked over to where Sara was bound and began to run her tongue up her side to her armpit, capturing the small stream of sweat that was running from the girl's body. Jane smiled and got behind Vicky, spreading her ass cheeks and licking the salty crack, her tongue pushing into Vicky's shit hole. "Now, now," smiled Vicky. "You don't want to ruin things for later. I really have to go, you know." Jane moved her tongue lower and as Vicky licked and sucked her sister's sweaty armpit, Jane caught a large glob of cunt slime on her tongue and swallowed it. Eventually Vicky released the bit gag then removed it from her mouth and Sara could put her head up. She did, stretching aching muscles, rotating her neck. Jane and Vicky continued to lick the salty sweat from her thighs, licking and sucking the mix of sweat and drool from her belly. Jane finally got up and grabbed a bottle of Gatorade. "Drink up. We don't want you to get dehydrated and pass out on us. There's SO much more for us to do!" Sara wondered what else they could do to her. But she sucked down as much of the liquid as she could because she didn't know when they'd let her drink again. Jane let her drink, then pulled the bottle away. "Well, time for more fun," said Jane running her fingers over the cuts on Sara's clit hood. She flinched, but the pain was far less than it had been and it had left a warm glow of feeling that Sara found very sexy. As she spread Sara's cunt lips wide with her fingers, she said to Vicky, "Wow! We've got total access to her clit now. That's gonna make things pretty easy." Vicky leaned forward looking at it and said, "God that looks so hot. Her clit's got nothing to protect it." She stopped for a moment. "I guess that's good for now, but what if it gets less sensitive?" Jane smiled, "Don't worry. I got a plan to keep that from happening. Besides, it's not like it's gonna happen right away anyway." "Yeah, you're right. So what's next?" Jane put a finger which smelled strongly of Vicky's asshole across her lips and said, "Shhh. We don't want to ruin her surprise." Sara was refitted with the bit gag and put in the same position as before. Then Jane got out something that Sara hadn't seen. "This was modified by some sadistic person. It's sort of like a sound, but when you twist this, the end expands so you can't get it out. Plus it's metal, so there are other things you can do with it." Sara recognized it. It was a urethral sound like what they'd used to fuck her piss hole with before. But this one was thicker and she saw that when Jane twisted the end, the metal opened up wider. She guessed that if that happened it would be a lot harder to pull out. They lubed the metal and Vicky started to fuck Sara's piss hole with it. This was quite painful, but Sara was getting into it. Finally, the metal was seated in her bladder and Vicky twisted the end. That really hurt, since it must have been resting inside against something when it started to expand. Plus, she'd already needed to pee before they'd inserted the thing. Now, not only did her bladder feel full, but it almost felt like she was pissing. Just without the relief of actually emptying her bladder. Vicky held up Jane's panties. They'd tied some string to them and attached them so that the filthy, crusted crotch was centered over Sara's nose and mouth. Every breath she took smelled of Jane - her sweat, her cum and her urine. Despite the fact that dirty cunts were her sister's thing, the smells aroused Sara because she was used to being gagged with her own dirty panties, then sexually aroused and used. The strong smells had become linked to sexual arousal and Sara realized again that her body was being trained to react to perversion with sexual arousal. Jane then took a pair of piercing clamps and attached near the top of one of her outer labia. She got a good amount of skin in the clamp making sure that the piercing would be quite deep. When Sara saw the size of the piercing needle her nipples got harder and she started panting. This was gonna really hurt. Jane and Vicky took turns sliding the thick needle, then 8 gauge rings through the six holes they made in her outer labia - three to a side. They never touched her clit, never gave her any pleasurable stimulation at all. They slowly made each hole with a needle that was a bit smaller than the diameter of the ring, then forced the ring through. It hurt like hell, but Sara ate it up. There were no tears this time - not after the pain she'd endured from the cuts to her hood. Still she was panting and hurting quite a bit when they finished. Vicky looked at her and smiled. "Not too bad a job. When it all heals up, we'll put one bar through each set of holes. That'll keep your slut cunt closed unless I want to use it." Her grin got wider. "Oh yeah, " she said reaching for the jar of liquid, "Don't wanna forget this. After all, we want these to heal fast with no infection." Now Sara began to pant and moan in earnest. She was still bleeding from the piercings, and since she'd already experienced how bad that stuff hurt before, she figured that it was really gonna hurt now. She was right. They slowly painted each ring with the stuff and rotated them through the new holes, coating the inside of the piercings. Sara was howling when they finished. By the time the pain had died down, Sara had her first orgasm from pain alone. It was a small one, but it had felt amazing. Still, she feared what kind of pain it would take to give her a harder orgasm. "Gee, I'm kinda hungry," said Jane, knowing that Sara would be almost starving by this time. "Let's go grab some food and give our little pain slut some time to recover. After all, it wouldn't do to have her go numb - especially with the grand finale that we have planned." Sara was still a little lost in her own world and she didn't think about that until the other girls left. Sara stayed in the heat, her cunt still burning from the piercings, staring at the metal rings that had been forced through her sensitive skin. She began to get aroused again just thinking about all the uses those rings could be put to. Then she started thinking about what Jane had said just before they left and wondered what else they could do to her. The girls came back a little while later, commenting on just how hot it was in the attic. This was not news to Sara who'd been suffering in it all this time. Vicky removed the panties from Sara's face. Sara's sweat and drool had softened the scummy crust in the crotch and it was smeared on her face and lips. Vicky took care of that by licking the yellowish cream off her sister. Once again Sara was given something to drink even though her almost full bladder was protesting. She wondered when they'd let her pee. "Well little slut. We have one more thing to do before we move outside for tonight's entertainment. I'm sure you're gonna love it." Vicky was smiling at her sister. Vicky began to get out the tube and pump that she used to pump Sara's clit every day. She attached the pump to a hose that was slightly smaller in diameter than the one she usually used. Sara watched all this, her small body jerking with sensation as her clit was finally played with. Vicky was good though, and quickly attached things to keep her sister from coming close to orgasm. When she finished, Jane handed her another piercing needle, somewhat thinner than the one they'd used on her cunt lips. It wouldn't be any fun if they damaged the nerves in her clit. Damaged nerves couldn't feel pain. Sara watched, wide eyed as her sister pulled on the tube attached to her clit. Then, as far toward the base as she could reach - very far since there was no longer a hood in the way, Vicky slid the needle through the thirteen year old's sensitive sex organ. Of all the things that had been done so far, this hurt the worst. Sara couldn't thrash, but she screamed loudly as her sister slowly pushed the needle through the center of her sexual pleasure. It was almost enough to make her have an orgasm. But her mouth got dry and she started to whimper when Jane handed Vicky a short barbell for the piercing. She'd liberally coated it with Quik-Heal. Sara didn't think she could take the pain from this. Vicky bent down and looked into her sister's eyes, showing fear at last. "OK slut, I want you to think on this. You begged me months ago to hurt your clit so bad that you wouldn't be able to feel pleasure for at least a day. Well, this is just the start of what you wanted. Think about that while you're suffering. We have a few more things planned that we think are going to hurt even more." Vicky slid the bar into the hole in Sara's clit as she slit out the needle. Sara shook and shuddered at the odd feeling of the bar sliding through her cliterous. It made weird feelings of pain and pleasure coil in the pit of her stomach. It was like her body didn't know if she should cum or scream. Vicky removed the hose from Sara's clit adding to the sensations as her clit enclosed the piercing bar. Then the burning started. Sara screamed. Then she came. A huge orgasm that almost caused her to pass out. There was no pleasure in it, just the intense sensations. She couldn't think, she could only feel. It hurt so bad she started to get lightheaded and the world closed in around her. Nothing mattered but the nerves that were designed for sexual pleasure sending signals to her brain that made her cum. Since the hole through her clit wasn't too big, there wasn't a lot of surface area for the Quik-Heal to effect, so oddly the pain didn't last too long. But it was intense. Jane and Vicky were frigging each other and far gone in their own orgasms that had been spurred by Sara's screams. Eventually Sara felt like she was floating, the sexual center of her body throbbing. Each pulse carrying enough juice to almost give her another orgasm, but not quite. So each beat of her heart caused the throbbing of her clit to tease her brains out. When the other two finally noticed her, she was even more aroused than before from the constant teasing. And it wasn't something she could escape since her clit was throbbing in time with her heart. The other girls noticed that Sara was a bit quite and they checked on her. Her eyes were closed into slits of pleasure as her body twitched in time with her heartbeat. She was panting and sort of purring, her voice husky from all the screaming. "Wow, she's pretty out of it," said Vicky. In truth, she'd never seen anything like it. Jane had though. She knew what subspace was - she'd been there many times herself. "Yeah, she's into it. I think that we should do the rest inside though. I don't know if we have anything that'll gag her enough to keep the neighbors from noticing the noise." Vicky thought about that for a minute. "Yeah, your probably right. Can't have the neighbors callin' the cops. They'd never understand. What do we do about her now though?" Jane walked over to Sara and removed the bit gag, then pulled up the teen's head. Sara's eyes opened and actually focused on her. Jane grinned and Sara smiled weakly. "Intense huh?" Sara tried to speak, but her throat was dry. So she nodded. The girls gave her water. "Since you screamed so loud on this last one, we're gonna have to keep you inside for the finale. Kind of a bummer, but you're too loud." "I'm sorry Mistress," came the husky voice. "I didn't know I wasn't supposed to scream." "Well you can scream all you want up here, but we don't want you doing it outside," said Vicky. "I...I promise that I can keep quiet Mistress. I don't want to spoil your plans." "Alright slut. If you don't make a single sound between now and when we're ready for the next phase, we'll do it outside," Vicky said. Sara closed her mouth and nodded. With out warning, Jane, who had picked up a belt, snapped the end right on Sara's open cunt. Her eyes opened wide with shock, but the only sound she made was a slight gasp. "Hmmm. Not bad. But it's gonna get much worse than that. Vicky dear, hand me that jar. No, not the Quik-Heal, the other one. Yeah, that's it." She held this jar up in front of Sara. "Now this stuff is really nasty. It's a type of acid they use to remove venereal warts. Or rather, they used to. It removes the warts, but makes any skin it touches really sore for about a day. Unlike you, most women don't like their cunts to hurt. Now I'm gonna put some of it on that wonderful clitty of yours. Things'll start to get real sore in an hour or so, and after about two it'll really hurt. I know - I've had it used on me. Not for warts, just cuz my owner wanted to make me suffer. After all you've been through - not to mention the rest of what you're gonna go through, I guarantee that you're gonna get your wish. That little clitty of yours won't be very fun to touch for the next several days." Sara didn't think anything could hurt more than what she'd already been though. Jane took a Q-tip and dipped it in the acid. She deliberately coated Sara's entire clit with it, making sure to get only her clit. After all, that was what Sara wanted tortured the most. Once again they left and went down stairs. At first, she didn't feel anything. She actually got a little board, although her body was humming with sexual energy. Her whole cunt was throbbing from all that she had endure. The pain sort of snuck up on her. It didn't just crash into her body like the Quik-Heal had. After awhile she noticed she was trying to move her hips. Her clit was throbbing again and was starting to feel really sore. By the time Jane and Vicky returned, the soreness was more pronounced. Her clit felt raw. Jane reached for the clit bar and tugged. Sara jumped. That really hurt! "Good," said Jane, "I see it's working. Remember, no matter what, no sounds out of you. Unless you think you're gonna die or something. If you can make it until it's time for us to go outside, then we'll do everything outside. Got it?" Sara nodded her head. The attached a six ounce spiked weight with a very short chain to the bar though the new clit piercing. Initially, since she was lying down, the spikes rested on the soft open inner cunt lips and the entrance to her hole. They release her hands and she let them down, almost groaning in relief since they'd been locked above her head for hours, and made her get on all fours. Now the spikes prickled her outer lips and thighs. They made her crawl downstairs which really hurt. Her clit was getting more sore by the minute and that damn weight pulled and tugged it. Plus as she made her awkward way down the stairs, the thing swung around sticking her thighs and mons. The sweat on her body made the pinpricks sting. She didn't notice that too much though as the pain in her clit kept building. Once she was downstairs, they made her stand in the middle of the kitchen, then hooded her. Someone started tugging at the plug in her urethra, then slowly pulled the thing out. That distracted her from her clit, even though she was pretty sure that they'd made the end smaller so they could take it out. A torrent of piss followed. It sounded like it was being caught in a bowl. Jane and Vicky puttered around the kitchen making themselves dinner. Sara was ignored, left in her personal darkness, sweating as her clit hurt more and more. She was used to being slowly tortured by her sister, who would do things that would hurt more over time. Like being tied tightly in a strenuous position and left there for hours as her muscles cramped and ached for release. But she'd never had her clit slowly tortured like that, and it was making her want to do something. She didn't know what. It itched, it burned and was just plain sore - and getting more so all the time. It was torture because the peak of pain that she needed for an orgasm was denied her. Just a constant, slowly building pain. She squirmed a bit and almost immediately felt the lash of a cane across her ass. Her breath exploded from her mouth, but she made no sound other than that. Again the cane landed and she knew from experience that she was bleeding. "I don't wanna see you moving at all, understand?" asked Vicky. Sara nodded her head. Again the cane cut her skin, this time across her belly raising a welt that Sara was sure was bleeding. It was. Jane was kicked back in a chair, one bare, dirty foot on the kitchen table, frigging her cunt watching Vicky cane her sister. There was a half empty glass of Sara's piss by her elbow. At one point, Vicky came over and started licking the dirt off Jane's sweaty foot, then went back to caning her sister. Jane was in heaven. Sara was a dream, standing there, silently suffering (and Jane knew how much that damned acid would be hurting her by now) the caning from her sister. Her skin was now marked in many places from being whipped during the day. Her thin body covered with sweat that she could smell from where she sat. The mostly flat chest with her long, thick, very hard nipples also had one or two places that bled. And her cunt was something Jane wished she could slide her tongue into. She couldn't believe the amount of sticky, white lube that Sara was leaking. The lips were swollen and her thighs had pinpricks of blood from contacts with the spikes. And her clit! Jane longed to wrap her lips around it, biting and licking it, driving the girl's thin body to orgasm after orgasm. She didn't' dare do that. For one, it was against what she and Vicky had decided they were going to do, and for another, she really didn't want that acid on her tongue. She did get on her knees as Vicky opened another cut on her sister's concave belly and start licking the blood from Sara's thighs. She almost came from that. She remembered Vicky telling her that she'd caned Sara like this before. Jane still didn't believe her since before they started on her today, there wasn't a mark on her body. Not one single scar. Finally, the girls were satisfied that Sara wouldn't scream outside. Jane was flatly amazed and even Vicky, who knew what kind of suffering Sara could take, was surprised. It was dusk by the time they went outside. Vicky and Jane were both very aroused from the torture that they'd already put Sara though and the thoughts of what they were going to do to her. They led her to an area where they'd hammered in six pieces of rebar to use as stakes. They removed her hood, then lay her down. Her wrists were cuffed together, then tied to one of the stakes. Her legs were spread in a wide, upside down V with her ankles pulled toward her head. They were tied to stakes. To keep her ass from lifting off the ground, several coils or rough hemp were wrapped around Sara's belly. The rope had been soaked in salt water and stung the open cuts on her skin. This was tied off behind her back, then pulled down between her legs and tied to another stake. Her nipple bars were replaced with rings. The rings were attached to a rope that went over her chest, tied between two other stakes. When it was tightened, it pulled cruelly on her nipples, turning her slight breasts into painful cones. A short piece of 2x4 was put under her head, lifting it from the ground just a bit. Jane and Vicky each strapped on long, thick, dildos. "We're really gonna love fucking you Sara," said Jane playing with her 'cock'. "Of course, I don't think you're going to enjoy it much." She walked over to a box and pulled out a clear tube. It was quite thick, but not as thick as the girl's 'cocks'. Vicky handed Jane the jar of Quik-Heal and Jane squatted by Sara's head. Sara could still smell Jane's dirty cunt, even over the smell of her own sweat. Jane started to coat the tube with the Quik-Heal. "I have a friend who's a biologist. She's studying the effects of bee and wasp venom on people. They use these tubes to catch the wasps in so that they can collect the venom. See, if you turn this thing here, slits open up. If you piss off the wasps, and let's face it, when aren't they pissed off, they'll stick their stingers through the slits and sting whatever's there. Wasps can sting a lot of times." Sara started to look afraid, the still rising pain in her clit almost forgotten. She hated being stung and it always seemed to happen to her. She never reacted to it, except for the spot hurting like hell and swelling some. "So," continued Jane, "we're gonna stick this tube up that little twat of yours, open the slits, then piss of the wasps. Shouldn't be too hard - just tapping on the thing usually does it. There's only five or six in here, but I bet it's really gonna hurt." Sara moaned softly and looked away. She winced as her clit throbbed in lust. She was scared, but really wanted the pain. That one orgasm she'd had had been mind blowing and she wanted another. "Of course, the Quik-Heal should add a whole new element to the fun." Jane was getting so horny thinking about this. "After we piss off the wasps and let the Quik-Heal do it's thing, we're gonna take turns fucking you until it's time for you to sleep." She paused. "Well, for us to sleep, anyway. I don't think you'll be getting much. See, we got this other stuff and we're gonna pain it on your nipples and your cunt. It attracts mosquitoes, and I'll bet the little bugger's are gonna have a field day. Don't worry, we'll coat the appropriate areas with Quik-Heal. I don't know if it'll do anything, but it'll be interesting to find out." Sara was really groaning, her body once again firing with lust. They were going to torture her all night! One thing she did react to was mosquito bites. They fucking things itched and burned for hours. She started to pant as she felt something at the entrance to her tight hole. Glancing down, Sara saw Vicky working the rough plastic tube into her body. It stretched her - but then, everything but a finger did that, and the rough plastic scraped the delicate insides of her cunt. Jane had removed the strap on and was straddling Sara's mouth. The odor coming from her cunt was amazing, and despite everything, it added to Sara's arousal. Because, despite everything, she was aroused and getting more so. There was a clicking noise and Sara felt the tube move inside her. For a few seconds, nothing happened. An intense burning pain bloomed in her tunnel. Then another, and another. Vicky was rotating the tube so that they wasps were able to sting different areas. Sara started to whimper very softly, her breath coming in harsh pants. Jane slowly lowered her cunt over the girl's mouth, enjoying the feel of the suffering girl, rubbing her thick, musky slime all over it. Sara was repeatedly stung, the pain growing until she had an orgasm. It wasn't as intense as the one from the piercing, but it was close. She was having a hard time breathing since Jane's sloppy cunt was covering her mouth. She came again, a smaller orgasm, and felt Vicky pull the tube from her body. Jane got off her face and Sara saw her sister getting ready to take her place. The burning was just starting as the Quik-Heal entered the pinholes made by the wasp stingers. Then Sara focused on what Jane was holding in her hand. It was a smaller tube with a single wasp in it. "Guess where this goes, luv," she said with a cruel smile. Jane was almost beside herself with lust. She couldn't believe this girl, just into her teens, could take this amount of pain. Vicky lowered her cunt onto her sister's mouth as Jane moved out of Sara's sight. Sara couldn't see, but Vicky could and she orgasmed into her sister's screaming mouth, squirting thick juice onto her tongue when Jane touched the open end of the tube to Sara's clit. It took quite a while for Sara to calm down. She was sobbing and shuddering and had quite a few orgasms. At one point she actually passed out as Jane frigged her swollen clit. It might not have taken as long if Jane and Vicky weren't taking turns pounding the thirteen year old's swollen cunt with their strap-ons. Finally it became clear that Sara was zoning out again and they stopped. It took a long time for Sara to return to her full senses. Her entire body was throbbing and she felt dehydrated. They fed her water, then entertained themselves by running blades of grass over the girl's swollen clit, just to watch her jump and moan. Finally, it was time for sleep. For Vicky and Jane, anyway. While Jane pained Sara's nipples and cunt with mosquito attractant, Vicky fastened a short, wide, tube in Sara's mouth. The top of the tube was a clear bowl and Sara figure that, once again, she'd be their toilet for the evening. She was only partially right. "You know," said Vicky as she squatted over the bowl. "I've really had to shit all day." She farted and giggled as her asshole began to open. "Actually, I've had to shit for the last couple." She groaned as a thick, soft rope of shit flopped into the bowl. More followed it until she'd emptied herself fully. Jane was right there, licking and slurping Vicky's shitty asshole, cleaning it while Vicky rubbed herself off with her fingers. Her own cunt was getting sore from all the activity today, so she knew Sara was in agony. Finally, she turned around and used her fingers to push some of the shit further into the tube. "I know you're hungry sis, so eat up. If it's not all gone by tomorrow morning when we wake up, you'll spend another day with out food. In fact, we'll leave you staked out here all day. So eat up." She stood and while she licked her own shit off her fingers, she pissed into the bowl to further soften the piles in there. Sara, for her part, was sucking down the bitter glop. It humiliated her to no end, but of course, that just aroused her. She had a mini orgasm, feeling her swollen, abused cunt tighten in pleasure. Or was it pain? Pain, for her, now felt good. As Jane and Vicky curled up a few feet away under mosquito netting, she felt the first pin prick of a mosquito bite. She swallowed more shit, and knew it would be a long, long night. End