greatsharkbluebird:

 An older story I came across. I hope everyone likes it. And, yes, I’m still working on the next part of Her Torment.

TEASE SLUT

           Kara
quietly opened the door and looked into the almost bare room. Her tight baby
blue tank top hugged her full breasts and clearly showed off her hard nipples. The
short shorts were just as tight and pink in color with a white stripe running
along the hip line. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a loose bun on the top of
her head and stray wisps of hair floated lazily around her face. The only items
in the room were a dresser along one wall and a metal framed bed with a bare
mattress on it. Her bare feet made no sound of the carpet as she stepped in.

           The girl on
the mattress was naked and constantly trembling. Her brunette hair was damp
with sweat as was her writhing body. Besides the leather cuffs on her wrists
and ankles, the girl wore a thick blindfold. Her arms and legs were pulled
tautly out to the corners of the frame.

           Kara let
her eyes roam over the girls glistening flesh. Her large heaving breasts
wobbled slightly with every spasm her body made. Both of her nipples were
pierced and adorned with matching stainless steel loops. Twin Japanese clover
clamps were pinched to her erect tips, connected by a chain. A string ran from
the chain to a pulley anchored to the ceiling above the bed. At the end of the
string were four eight ounce weights, adding extra pressure to the bite of the
clamps that had been tormenting the suffering girls’ nipples for the last four
hours. The flesh around the breasts and thighs were mottled with red splotches,
indicative of a recent flogging. Crimson streaks crisscrossed the girls’ skin
from her collar bone to her knees.

           Her gaze
traveled farther down and stopped at the girls’ shaven cleft. It was red and
swollen, the swollen labia glistening with wetness. The distended bud of her
clit poked from under the fleshy hood that usually concealed it and was visibly
throbbing. The mattress between the girls’ spread, quivering thighs was
completely soaked from the copious liquid that was seeping from the enflamed
mound.          

           Stopping at
the side of the bed, Kara pushed the hanging weights, causing them to swing in
slow, lazy circles. As the girl moaned at the increased pull on her aching
buds, Kara said, “And how is my little tease slut doing?”

           The girl
whimpered pitifully and began thrusting her hips up and down, causing the old
springs under the mattress to lightly squeak. “Desperate, Mistress,” she whined
pitifully. “Please let me cum.”

           Kara had
been constantly teasing and tormenting the girl for the past three months
without letting her slip over the edge and climax. The constant teasing was
tempered with frequent floggings and other forms of punishment. Through it all,
Kara had immensely enjoyed making the girl suffer. She had learned the little
tell-tale signs of impending orgasm and knew exactly whey to stop to keep her
from exploding.

           Smiling at
the spasming girl, Kara lightly ran a single fingernail over the sticky petals
and barely touched the straining little bundle of nerves. Watching the girl
helplessly arch up to attempt to get more contact on her needy sex made Kara
laugh. “Of course not, my little tease slut,” Kara told her. “You may never
orgasm again. I so much adore you being tortured like this.” Pausing for a
moment, she looked over at the dresser. “I wonder what we can find in your toy
chest to play with next?”

           The girl
cried out in frustration. She had never in her life thought she could be so
desperate, so willing to do anything just to experience the blessed relief of
an orgasm. Her body felt like it was constantly vibrating from the tension she
was feeling. Her entire existence revolved around her unquenchable need to
climax.

           Padding
over to the dresser, Kara opened the drawer and looked over the assortment of
implements inside. While trying to decide what to use next, she said, “So, my
little tease slut. How long has it been since you’ve had an orgasm?”

           Trying to
force her brain to function, the writhing girl attempted to recall the length
of time she had been teased and denied release. Due to the constant torment,
the days and nights were a blur of constant frustration, a nightmare of
unrequited need. Finally giving up, the girl said, “I don’t know, Mistress.”
Her voice was strained and harsh.

           “Oh, come
now,” Kara said. “Surely, you have some idea how long it’s been.” She finally
made her decision and removed a pair of bondage mittens and two spreader bars
then silently padded back to the bed. “Can’t you even guess?”

           The girl
involuntarily tensed, then thrust her hips up off the saturated mattress. That
caused the biting clamps to mercilessly tighten on her tormented nipples. Her
ragged breathing caught in her chest and she whimpered pitifully. Panting
harshly, she tried to calm herself. The endorphins raging in her mind made
cognizant thought almost impossible. Her entire consciousness was totally
focused on her spasming, dripping sex and her overwhelming need to climax.
Feeling helpless tears seeping from under the blindfold, the wailed, “I don’t
know, Mistress. I can’t think about anything but cumming.”

           Sighing
happily, Kara smiled and said, “Today will make three months since your last
orgasm. She paused for a moment, letting her fingers glide over the girls’
sweaty skin. “So I’ve decided to give you a chance to finally cum. How does
that sound, my tease slut?

           Moaning
loudly and pumping her hips, the girl said, “Thank you, Mistress. I need to cum
so badly.”

           “You’re
welcome, tease slut,” Kara said. She laid the mittens and bars on the bed then
retrieved a small tube from the dresser. Opening it, she squeezed a dab on her
finger then began lightly rubbing it on the straining, throbbing clit.

           As soon as
the girl felt the finger on her button, she involuntarily pushed herself up in
an effort to get more contact on her screaming bundle of nerves. But it was
only a fleeting touch before the stimulation was removed. She slumped back onto
the mattress and groaned miserably.

           Kara
quickly put the mittens on the girls’ hands, the three foot spreader bar
between her ankles and the two foot bar between her knees then unhooked the
rope from the chain before untying the girl. As the weight on her aching
nipples was eased, she clenched her teeth and hissed. “Roll over on your hands
and knees, tease slut,” Kara said.

           Trying to
force her sore, tense muscles to work, the girl awkwardly managed to comply
with the order. Her entire body was tight as a coiled spring and ached from the
long hours of restrictive bondage. The twin spreader bars made it impossible
for her to close her legs and added to her misery. Her hips were unconsciously
thrusting back and forth and there was no way to stop them.      

           Picking up
two vibrators, Kara slipped one between the girls’ engorged petals and the
other in her ass. She then placed a course pillow on the mattress and turned
both vibrators to their highest settings. “Since it has been three months since
your last orgasm, I’m giving you three minutes to make yourself cum by humping
against the pillow directly under your dripping pussy, tease slut.”

           The girl
began to sob with relief and attempted to awkwardly ease her suffering sex down
to grind against the pillow. Due to the spreader bars keeping her legs splayed,
it was almost impossible for her to maintain any kind of pressure on the
fabric. Grunting and moaning with the effort, her hips began frantically
jerking. The wildly moving toys in her sex and ass kept her right on the very
brink of climaxing but would not push her over without direct stimulation to
her clit and the pillow was not providing enough. Her movements became even
more frenzied as she tried to push herself over the edge. Then something
strange began to happen. All the feeling in her throbbing button was starting
to fade. Whimpering pitifully, her hips took on a life of their own as she rode
the pillow. With each passing second, the very release she do desperately sought
slipped a little farther away. Sobs wracked her tense body as she tried
desperately to make herself climax. Even the dancing clamps on her abuse
nipples wasn’t enough to push her over the edge. Her muscles began to cramp
from the gyrations but still she continued to furiously grind her gushing sex
on the pillow.

           Kara
watched with malicious glee, knowing the girl could not climax no matter what
she did. Her own sex was dripping and twitching from the torment being
inflicted to the girl. Glancing at her phone, she watching the seconds slip by
until the three minutes were up and the alarm beeped. “That’s it. Time’s up.
Stop right now,” she said. But the girl was lost in the throes of desperation
and need and kept her hips moving. Grabbing a handful of hair, Kara pulled
hard, wrenching the girl into an upright position. “I said stop,” she snarled,
her voice low and tight.

           The girl
struggled for control, fresh sobs causing her body to heave. Her hips were
still frantically working towards an unobtainable orgasm. The clamps on her
compressed nipples danced as her wobbling breasts shook liquidly. With no other
recourse, she began mindlessly babbling and pleading, the words pouring out in
an incoherent stream. She had never known this much frustration in her life and
was starting to loose herself in the over powering need threatening to consume
her.

           Still
holding a handful of the girls’ hair, Kara said, “You might as well stop
grinding. There’s no way you can cum now, tease slut. The cream I put on your
clit was numbing cream. For the next several hours your little button with be
dead.” She released the girls’ hair and paused for a moment, then said, “But
when it wears off, all the feeling will return. Then everything I’m about to do
will make your frustration even worse. Isn’t that nice?”

           As the
words slowly sank into the girls’ denial addled mind, she began to wail
wretchedly. Her body flailed around helplessly on the mattress as she sobbed.
Her mittened hands went between her legs and began viciously rubbing her needy
sex, her hips thrusting up and down. She could feel the twin vibrators still
mindlessly churning in her clenching sex and ass but that was it. No amount of
friction or contact was going to make her climax.

           Kara
grabbed both of the girls’ hands and pulled them over her head, hooking them
around the bars on the head board. She then did the same with her ankles, once
again spread-eagling her. She watched as the girls hips frantically convulsed
while she slipped off her shorts. Crawling on the bed and placing one leg on
either side of the girls’ head, she lowered her humid folds against the
thrashing girls’ face and said, “Make me cum, tease slut.”

           The girl’s
mind was almost beyond rational thought. At first, she just lay on the mattress
sobbing, ignoring the wet sex on her face. Then she felt the cruel clamps on
her aching nipples tighten. She screamed into Kara’s pussy then began
pleasuring the woman that had been tormenting her.

           Kara began
grinding her tingling pussy against the girls’ mouth, her own body tensing as
the urge to climax, never very far away, rapidly approached. Feeling her
muscles tighten, she hunched over as her climax hit her. She felt the tremors
of her orgasm cause her shake and jerk. She then sighed happily and unsteadily
got off the bed. The girl had always managed to make her orgasms spectacular
and now was no different.

           “Very good,
tease slut,” Kara breathed.

           The girl
was writhing helplessly on the bed, her body screaming with need. A pink fog of
denial and frustration was starting to envelope her brain, carrying her to a
place beyond sensation, beyond feeling. Her sex relentlessly contracted around
the wildly moving vibrator inside it. Guttural sounds poured from her mouth as
she struggled. Then both vibrators stopped. The sudden cessation of movement
caused her to wail helplessly.

           Smiling
happily, Kara said, “I love the way your pussy is so red and swollen. It’s
almost begging to be touched.”

           The girl
frantically nodded, her body quivering. In her present condition all she heard
was that her needy, aching sex was going to be touched. All thoughts of the
numbing cream were forgotten.

           Picking up
the small slapper, Kara got onto the mattress and sat between the girls’
splayed, trembling legs. She slid her fingers into the sopping hole to retrieve
the now silent vibrator, feeling the muscles vainly trying to gain purchase on
both. More nectar spilled out as the girls’ body once again arched up. Kara
waited until the girl had finally slumped back to the sodden mattress, then
said, “I know you’re in no state to count, but I still want you to try. Do you
understand?

           Panting
harshly, the girl made an unintelligible noise and nodded. Her body was still
trembling uncontrollably and occasionally, a tremor would make her jerk.        

           Kara once
again smiled down at the girl and said, “Okay tease slut. Let’s start.” She
slipped three fingers into the girls’ wet pussy and began thrusting. As she
did, she brought the slapper down on the girls’ swollen, engorged clit.

           The girl
pushed her sex against the digits and moaned. All she could feel was the
fingers pistoning into her denied hole. The slapper barely registered thanks to
the numbing cream. But there was enough contact to her enflamed labia to let
her know what was happening. Then she made a sound that could have been a one
or just a moan.

           As the
strokes landed on the tormented flesh, Kara began violently fucking the girl
with her fingers. She knew she could punish her for not actually counting each
spank but at least the girl was acknowledging each one. After five, she pushed
a forth finger inside the humid sex. After another five, her thumb slipped in.
With her whole fist inside the girls’ clenching pussy, she began pumping while
continuing with the slapper.          

           The girl
was almost consumed with the sensation of the fist forcefully pummeling her
aching hole. The slapper was only an after thought as all sensation to her clit
was nonexistent. She had no idea how long she was tortured in that fashion, her
mind laser focused on the fist and slapper. Her hips were thrusting up to meet
both, her brain overloaded on being relentlessly tormented. When everything
finally stopped, she continued to hump the air, her body almost beyond any
semblance of control. After another unknown length of time, she slumped back to
the sopping mattress and sobbed helplessly.

           Kara sat
and watched as the girl slowly calmed down. The sex in front of her was even
more red and swollen now, the lips spread and showing the interior. She
absently wiped her hand on the mattress then said, “How do you feel, tease
slut?

           The girl
barely moved except to randomly jerk, her mind nearly gone.

           Reaching
out the hand that had recently been ravaging the girls’ hole, Kara gave the
still clamped breasts a vicious slap, delighting in the way the large mounds
moved. “I said how do you feel, tease slut?”

           The
stinging to her breasts caused the girl to grunt as her brain slowly focused on
something other than her soul consuming need. “I need to cum, Mistress,” she
wailed, her voice hoarse and tight. “Please, please, please let me cum.”
Helpless sobs then overtook her.

           Watching
with evil enjoyment, Kara said, “No tease slut. You are not allowed to cum.”
That brought fresh sobs from the girl. “Maybe we’ll try this again in another
three months.” Finally standing up, she said, “I’m going to take up upstairs
and get you cleaned up. I’m having company over tonight to celebrate you three
months of denial and you’re going to be the center of attraction.” Reaching
down, Kara squeezed both clamps, opening them. The compressed flesh of the
girls agonized nipples clung to the smooth ends of the clamps briefly then was
pulled away. She screamed as the blood began to flow back into the tortured
nubs. Smiling again, Kara said, “Don’t worry. All three of your holes will be
well used tonight. But you still won’t cum, no matter what happens. You’re
beautiful, sopping, denied pussy will be continually coated with the numbing
cream. Tonight, you’ll be nothing more than three holes to be used and abused
by my guests. Doesn’t that sound delightful, tease slut?

           The girl
began to cry pitifully, knowing she was going to be repeatedly fucked in her
pussy, ass and mouth and not get any release. The pressure would continue to
build and build and build. She was going to be nothing more than a fuck toy for
everyone’s amusement and there was nothing she could do about it.

           Kara
breathed a happy sigh and began untying the girl, knowing that she was mentally
torturing herself by thinking about what was going to happen in a few hours.
Helping the almost unresponsive girl up, Kara helped her to the door.