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The Public Punishment Part 4 linemstr@aol.com
The wild tickling inside her two holes was enough to drive
Cindy into total abandonment of reality. She made unintelligible
grunting noises, her head went back, her eyes closed. She
continued to buck wildly against her bonds, and humping her ass
wildly back and forth. Saliva drooled from her mouth down between
her breasts. Sweat broke out on her from head to toe, causing her
oiled body to glisten with a new intensity.
As quickly as it had begun, the feathers were withdrawn just
before the girl again began her journey toward total release. The
cessation of the tickling sensations quickly brought the lewdly
bound girl back to reality--all too soon.
"First the pleasure, now the pain!"
The audience again roared its approval. The trainer held TWIN
CLAMPS in front of the captive maiden!! As Cindy became aware of
their importance, her screams resumed--uselessly. Slowly the
trainer opened one clamp, reached out for Cindy's left breast,
squeezed the nipple between the thumb and forefinger of one hand
while placing the opened jaws of the clamp over the tightly held
nipple with the other. He abruptly released the clamp--and the
nipple! The CLAMP HELD!! The pain caused Cindy to explode into a
dramatic flailing protest against the new violation of her
femininity. Her pitiful struggles inflamed the crowd once again.
"Now for the other side!!"
"AARRRGGGHHHH!! Noooooo! Nooooo! It hurts too much!! You
CAN:T!! You SIMPLY CAAAaaaaaarrrrrrrgggghhhhh!!"
The trainer had suddenly grasped the other nipple and applied
the clamp without warning. The captive went wild again, but the
bonds held fast! Slowly, to the delight of the crowd, her screams
and struggles subsided to unintelligible moans and pleadings. She
moaned only a bit as tiny weights were applied to the nipple clamps
on both sides.
As cindy looked down, she viewed the tiny teeth of the clamps
staring mockingly at her, and the weights--dangling and gently
swaying with her rapid breathing. The pain was intense, but
slightly better than at first. She found that the more she caused
her tits to sway, the more intense the pain in her nipples from the
tiny weights.
"What say all of you? MORE CLAMPS??!!" shouted the trainer.
The wild throng roared its delight at the prospect of a
renewed lewd exhibition of charms.
"Nooooooooooo!!!" pleaded the helpless brunette, her eyes wide
with the terror of more pain on her intimate parts! But she knew
her pleadings would only excite her captors and tormentors even
more. She resigned herself to the inevitable. But WHERE??!! As
the trainer moved to the front, his rigid member still presenting
a screaming challenge to her helpless female form, SHE KNEW WHERE!!
He sat before her on a short stool, facing Cindy's widely gaping,
most delicate parts. The crowd roared again as they realized what
he was about to do to Cindy! In spite of her resolve not to excite
the crowd further, Cindy began to scream again!
A clamp was applied to her left PUSSY LIP!!! Cindy could only
scream in outrage! A clamp was applied to her right PUSSY LIP.
Her screams became almost inhuman! She hoped the oil would cause
the clamps to slip off, but the tiny teeth held VERY WELL!!
Cindy was totally helpless. She could not dictate any part of
her fate. She could only respond from the primeval guttural
recesses of her being, and SCREAM! The pain was unlike anything
she had ever known. It caused her to hump her violated ass in
shameful wild contortions. The weights on her nipples swung
wildly, increasing the pain in her tits. The crowd was screaming
its approval, totally enjoying her lewdly unashamed display of
tits, cunt, and ass.
Then the weights were applied to the clamps on her pussy lips,
and the screams and gyrations increased in intensity. Slowly, the
pain became more tolerable, and Cindy was able to regain some
modicum of control of herself. She was able to MAKE herself sit
still, and moan softly to herself instead of screaming. Then, the
trainer held up ONE CLAMP!
"One last clamp, my beauty. Where do you think it goes?!!"
"NNoooooooooooo!! I beg you NOT THERE!! Plleeeeaaaaaaassse!
Oh, NOooooo!! Nooooo! Not on MY CLIiiiiiiii AAaahhhhhhh
EEeeeeeeee!"
The trainer had placed the last clamp directly on the exposed,
unhooded clitoris of the bound, and wildly gyrating beauty!! Cindy
experienced an new level of pain, a new level of abandonment, a new
level of revulsion, a new level of shame and degradation. She no
longer cared about the crowd, the trainer, or her predicament. She
could only concentrate on the pain in her pussy--the total
unrelenting pain on the most sensitive of all the parts secret and
precious to all women--now VIOLATED beyond her wildest imagination.
It was incomprehensible to her!! But it was there--THE PAIN!!
Cindy screamed--and screamed--and screamed!! Slowly, very
slowly, just as before, the pain eased a bit, so that it was just
barely tolerable, and the screaming once again became quiet
moaning. This time, Cindy never totally regained her defiant
resolve. She could only fear what might come next!
She felt a bar being placed across her back, and fixed to
either side. It was slightly bowed, pushing against her back and
causing her breasts to be pushed forward to an extreme degree. Her
arms were thus drawn backward, and the increased stress increased
the pain in her shoulders. A band was placed around Cindy's
forehead, and drawn down to the bar behind, forcing her face to
point skyward. Rope was placed around her chest, binding her
tightly to the bar, so she no longer could move her upper body.
More rope was tied across and around each breast, causing each one
to be tightly bound by a circular constricting ring of rope where
the breast attached to her chest. Each breast soon became engorged
with blood. Her breasts, usually exquisitely sensitive in their
own right, now were far more tender to even the slightest touch.
The distended nipples were now screaming again with the increased
intensity of the pain of the nipple clamps. She heard the
trainer's voice.
"You have now been tied to properly present your breasts for
whipping."
Cindy had never been whipped. Even as a child, she never had
been the sort of child who required such discipline by her parents.
Now, however, was a different matter. She was to be whipped--not
on her buttocks, but on her TITS! Those lovely milky-white globes
were to feel the sting of a lash--and THE CLAMPS! She knew the
lash would be bad enough, but the CLAMPS and the ROPES would DOUBLE
the pain!!! TRIPLE the pain!! But she was determined not to plead
again.
"Do what you must--you will anyway," she snapped, defiantly.
"Please understand me, Cindy. Your breasts are only first.
I will ship you with a single thin, pliable strip of leather. I
will start with your tits, then I will loosen your tits, free your
head, remove the bar, and begin to whip your back. As we whip your
back, the tip will occasionally fly around and strike your armpits
and breasts. It is unavoidable--you understand! After your back,
we will whip your buttocks and thighs. Last, but not least, we
WILL WHIP YOUR CROTCH--YOUR CUNT AND ASSHOLE!!"
At this revelation, the beauty once again lost all hope and
defiance.
"N-NoooooooEEeeeeeeeAAAaarrrrrrrhhhhhh!!"
The first blow fell across her right breast. The oil
prevented it from being marked at all, but Cindy was sure it was
cut off her chest. Cindy found her primeval being again--AND
SCREAMED INCESSANTLY! The blows found each breast in turn. First
one--then the other--SLOWLY--METHODICALLY! Ample time was allowed
between blows to allow the full measure of each blow to reach
Cindy's brain with full intensity, and the next fell immediately.
Cindy's ass flailed wildly in mid-air because it was virtually
the only part of her that could move at all. The weights from the
clamps flung wildly, intensifying her pain. Her engorged nipples
extended just beyond the nipple clamps, which were attached to the
areolae. The bound nipples absorbed their share of the whip's
sting, causing the lust in her loins to rise with each landing of
firm. This was just the beginning!! Cindy's pussy started
dripping with her juices in anticipation of the fate which awaited
it!!
She no longer cared about her unashamed wanton display of
pussy and ass. She wanted an end to pain, and a release from this
new fire she felt building in her loins. HER TITS!! HER BEAUTIFUL
MILKY WHITE TITS WERE BEING WHIPPED UNMERCIFULLY!! AND SHE WAS
POWERLESS TO DO ANYTHING BUT ENDURE IT!! What did she feel besides
outrage and pain? What was this new fire in her loins? She knew
the crowd was watching her vulgar display of cunt and ass--why did
she no longer CARE??!! She started responding even more--giving
them A SHOW!! She started alternating her screams with loud
grunting noises, much like a BITCH IN HEAT!
"EEEeeeeeeAAhhhhhUnghhhh! Unghhh! Unghhh! Unghhh! EEeeee!"
Her breathing was short, and she panted in cadence to the
blows. The shock to her system was so great, Cindy no longer knew
what she wanted--whether she was fearful and outraged, or whether
she longed for the new fire in her loins, which she could
experience only by enduring the unabashed and shameful vulgar
public display of the violations of her sex!
Once again, the torment stopped as suddenly as it had begun.
The bar was removed as promised, and Cindy felt her head released
and fall forward, her chin resting on her chest. Her breasts, bell
oiled, bore no whip marks, only pain. Once again, she was robbed
of total release from the fire in her cunt. Once again, she
slumped in her bonds to await the next phase of her punishment.
The next "phase" came quickly. She felt the sting of the lash
across her back! And again! And again! Timed as was the lashing
of her breasts. It was not quite so personal, whipping a girl's
back. Oh, the pain was intense, but it did not elicit the same
emotional pain and fire in her cunt as did the whipping of a girl's
breasts. It was almost as if this was to give her time to ponder
the pending whipping of her cunt and ass yet to come! Cindy did
scream again! She could not endure the pain of the lash in
silence! But it was just pain. Annoying pain. No lust. No
shame! As she felt the lust subside, she regained a bit of her
decorum. THEN IT WAS OVER!! She was given water to drink.
"Are you ready to see this defiant cunt whipped??!!" shouted
the trainer to the crowd.
The crowd roared in the affirmative. Cindy stiffened, waiting
in anticipation of a pain she could not even imagine! The trainer
came around to the front.
"Cindy, I'm afraid the clamps will impede the full effect of
the whip on your pussy. They must come off first."
Cindy groaned. She knew their removal would hurt almost as
much as their placement. The trainer SLOWLY removed one pussy lip
clamp the then the other. Cindy screamed with the removal of each.
Then he reached for the clitoral clamp. Cindy pleaded. He removed
it slowly. Cindy screamed for a long time.
Then she felt the chair tilt even more so that her asshole and
cunt were placed even more toward the viewing audience. She was
now almost in a "lounge-chair" configuration, with her legs still
spread widely. Her ass hung unsupported, totally unprotected, and
totally available to all viewers. Her ass and gaping cunt holes
offered themselves to anyone who cared to gaze on her helplessly
displayed sexual attributes.
The trainer stood slightly to one side. She was the thin lash
in his right hand, saw his hand draw back, and was the lash strike
her squarely on both buttocks across her cunt hole! The buttocks
bore the major brunt of the blow, but she felt it. It took a
second or two to reach full intensity. Suddenly, Cindy's ass
EXPLODED IN PAIN!! She lost all composure! Cindy's pleading and
screaming were a combination of outrage and begging. They were
barely human.
Continued in Part V
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