Chapter 5
"I understand you're still a virgin."
Kathy had no idea why something like that should sound so filthy coming from the matron's mouth. But it appeared to be more of an accusation than a compliment or even just a statement.
"Yes."
"I'm surprised, I truly am," Ms. DuPont said, sitting on the edge of her large desk. There seemed to be a softer side to her now, one that nearly won the teenager over. Still, Kathy remained on guard, staring at the woman warily as she folded her hands in her lap. It had been nearly one week since her ordeal with Lisolette. The French blonde took time to recover. Again and again she asked Kathy why her cunt was so sore. Kathy was reluctant to tell her about the rape. Lisolette was so fragile, she thought, like fine porcelain. She wondered why the girl was here, but felt Lisolette would tell her when the time was right.
"Uh, why am I here, Ms. DuPont?"
Sabrina raised her eyebrows, smiling at the young girl.
"Curious, too. That's a good sign, not like some of the sheep I have to contend with here. Well, I've had good reports about you-from the matrons as well as from the guards."
Kathy blushed furiously. She just wondered what was on those papers Sabrina was shuffling through now. Did they talk about the way she jumped and jerked on the wires while they electrocuted her? Did they say something about the way she sucked Jack's cock, or the way he fucked her in her ass-hole? Did the matron report the way she reacted under the beating of the riding crop? Kathy closed her eyes, feeling weak. How much she had endured during those past few weeks, and there were so many more weeks to go!
"In any case, you seem to be catching on, and rather quickly. I like that in a girl," the woman said, reaching around and unpinning her hair.
Kathy swallowed a lump of fear, squirming in her seat and feeling her cunt start to warm and feel wet and runny. Why? Had she been so programmed that the slightest threat, the slightest provocation set her off? She slipped to the front of her chair, surreptitiously sliding her fingers under the hem of her coarse skirt and squeezing off a climax. She only raised one eyebrow, nearly laughing as she pulled a fast one off right in front of the headmistress.
Ms. DuPont was shaking her hair free, running her long, slender fingers through the silken black strands while staring up longingly at the ceiling.
"People like you make my job more ... uh, shall we say, enjoyable. Now, follow me. You don't have to worry," she said, seeing Kathy's apprehension. "None of the matrons will be following us. I do have some authority around here."
Kathy wasn't sure if she should be pleased or more frightened than ever. Where were they going? Why was the woman acting so confidentially toward her? Sabrina led the way, giving Kathy the freedom of not following. But where indeed could she run? She kept her head bowed slightly, not daring to look up as they left the building and entered an open area.
"It's cool outside. I enjoy that, don't you?"
Kathy muttered something, terrified of what would surely follow. Ms. DuPont didn't normally make small talk. She wasn't that kind of woman. Kathy saw Sabrina was walking toward a smallish two-story building. The woman fished a chain from her front pocket, opening the wooden green door and stepping to one side. She motioned for Kathy to enter.
Reluctantly, the girl peered in, wrinkling her nose at the smell. There was a musky odor, a smell as if nothing living had moved through this doorway for centuries. The air was thick and heavy, and Kathy found it difficult to draw a breath.
"Yes, I know it's stuffy. But the air will rush in soon. Please, step in."
Kathy noticed at once the floor was covered with hay. The dust rose and made her sneeze several times as she shuffled through the dark. Sabrina was behind her, walking slowly as the girl moved through the looming shadows. There was danger here. She could smell it, smell it as the woman hovered over her. Suddenly Kathy felt something rough slip around her throat. She screamed, her hands jerking up while her fingertips felt wildly along what seemed to be leather.
"Now, we go to the more esoteric forms for people like you," Sabrina said coldly.
Kathy shouted again, her fingers curling around the choking collar. She could feel Sabrina attaching something to the collar, tugging back at her for a moment, then releasing her. To her surprise, Kathy swung up from the floor, her feet kicking and dangling while the collar pressed tightly against her windpipe. In a second she realized she was hanging, choking to death the way men did years ago.
She screamed, her cry barely escaping over her lips as she brought her fingers down between her throat and the leather and pulled as hard as she could. Her head spun, the room growing dark while her head buzzed from the lack of oxygen. Someone was gripping her ankles, swinging her around, pushing her feet up until something slipped about her legs. Immediately, the pressure was taken off the collar.
Shaking herself back to full consciousness Kathy looked around, fright numbing her brain. There stood Sabrina, her full black hair hanging limply around her bare shoulders now as she stood there naked except for a tight-fitting pair of black lace panties snugged up against her cunt. Kathy couldn't believe it! She stared helplessly, then realized she had more to concern herself with than Sabrina's transformation. Two manacles were clamped around her ankles, supporting her lower torso while she managed to grip the chain that held the halter-like object choking her throat.
It had been carefully planned-the walk, the spring trap that hauled her choking to the ceiling while Sabrina worked quickly to slip her ankles into the manacles. Now the woman grabbed hold of a long pole, wielding it like a club. She swung at the young girl, hitting her on the ass, then jabbing it upward into the darkness above her. Kathy heard a clicking sound, then felt her head and upper torso plunge down, down toward the ground. She screamed, fearing she would fall the ten feet to the hay-covered floor.
Instead, she hung there upside down, her hair sweeping over the filth while Sabrina threw the pole away and started turning a winch.
Kathy felt herself rising slowly, rising until she was about three or four feet from the floor. She tried raising herself from the ground, but found her muscles just couldn't do it. Sabrina was more than up to the task of handling her. Kathy was impressed.
"Now, we can have some fun-much more than the guards can give you, dear."
Sabrina was always fast. She wasted no time in pulling off the girl's dress, stripping her entirely and looking with interest at her young body. Nodding, the woman backed away, returning quickly with a handful of frightening-looking devices. Scattering them on the floor, Sabrina looked thoughtfully at them all, picking up two long steel clamps with rope and snapping them quickly onto Kathy's sore nipples.
"Uh!"
"Yes, yes, I know what happened in the shack," Sabrina said impatiently, tugging the ropes taut and pulling Kathy's tits out from her chest. "That was the other day. You must live for each day, separate from the others."
Kathy chewed down on her pouty lower lip, feeling the woman pulling the rope out and up until her tits were stretched out from her body. The clamps bit cruelly into her sore nipples, tearing at the pink rubbery tit-flesh while Sabrina twisted the ropes around her toes.
Next came thick line, nearly three-quarters of an inch thick. This she wrapped first around Kathy's right wrist then her left, drawing the two together and binding them with a double figure-eight.
Kathy winced but managed not to cry. It was only when Ms. DuPont drew her body backward until it formed a U that the girl screamed. Sabrina was twisting her around, just as the men had twisted Lisolette in the shack. Sabrina was dreadfully strong, cursing under her breath as she sweated and panted and managed to get the struggling girl bent backward until her ankles were even with her wrists. Sabrina was magnificent, cursing every time Kathy groaned while slipping one length of rope around both her bound wrists and ankles. That was all she needed. With two wraps and a slip knot, the woman had bound Kathy like a small calf. The girl bawled, feeling her spine crack while something popped in both shoulders. Her tits hung down, the nipples still pinched cruelly by those awful clamps.
"Now, we see how bad you were. I can always tell from the way they howl."
What on earth did Sabrina have in her hand? It was a paddle, but not like one Kathy had ever seen in her life! There were thick rubber studs protruding from both ends, the handle wrapped in black leather. Sabrina put one finger thoughtfully against her chin, staring up at the grimacing young teenager with a grin. Sabrina moved behind, rubbing the paddle against the backs of her thighs, making Kathy tremble in wild anticipation. Why, oh why were her cunt-lips covered with the slick cream bubbling up from her pussy? It was just as it had been in the office. Fear and anticipation had done something to her. And her hot, creaming pussy was the result.
"Uh ... owwwww!"
Sabrina brought the paddle down hard across Kathy's right thigh, the pointy rubber knobs biting into her flesh.
"No, no, no more, no ... owwwww!"
Kathy screamed as she felt the awful paddle on her firm ass. She could feel her skin splitting from the harsh beating it received. Ms. DuPont grinned hellishly, pleased to hear the girl's wild cries and moving around only to bring the belt down a third time.
"You should have had a few spankings when you were younger," Sabrina said, laughing as the girl wailed with the heat and pain of each blow.
Again, Sabrina cocked her arm and spared no effort in laying the paddle heavily against the girl's ass. Kathy bawled again, shaking her head, feeling the painful tug of her body weight against her arms and bent-back legs while her spine popped again and again. The rain of paddling blows made her flesh redden until it literally glowed scarlet in the dim light.
Kathy screamed again, feeling the purple welt rising, discoloring her lightly tanned flesh. The heat shot through her body, warming her pussy while her clit burned with an ecstasy Kathy found shameful. She felt her cunt-lips rubbing against one another as the belt crashed down once again against her upper thigh. By now her cunt-lips were swollen with blood, trembling and rubbing against one another maddeningly while cunt-juice trickled teasingly through her cuntal thicket.
The paddle landed again and again. Each blow seemed harder, more agonizing than the one before. Each welt throbbed hotter, the stinging more intense, concentrated. The hiss of the awful paddle made her skin crawl while the dry smacking sound reminded Kathy of a pistol going off. Again and again the awful thing made contact with her hot ass, reddening the skin while the girl jerked and jiggled against her restraints.
"No, uhhhhh!"
Kathy felt her mind fog over as she felt her cunt melting. She was butter, collecting in some ecstatic pool while those awful, wonderful hot blows drove her farther and farther up the hill toward climax. She felt her cunt heating up while her nipples throbbed against the steel clamps.
It was at that point that Sabrina stopped, jabbing one end of the paddle against the girl's cunt, then throwing the thing down.
"You've had enough of this."
Kathy heartily agreed. Her ass was raw from the constant beating, and her shoulders felt as if they'd been dislocated. She was one throbbing mass of agony with a sharp edge of pleasure spasming through her.
She felt Ms. DuPont unfastening the rope holding her wrists to her ankles, letting her flip down and hang once again by her ankles. But there would be something else this time. Kathy was shamefully close to orgasm. She felt her body shivering, trembling like a taut, plucked golden wire while flames licked deliciously up and down her rippling thighs. Her ass-cheeks dimpled rhythmically as she started to cum, humping her pussy against thin air.
And then her entire body convulsed. She started to squeal, her body growing stiff as a mini-orgasm gripped her cunt. Pussy-juice bubbled out, frothing from her jagged cunt-slit and rushing down her belly. Kathy gasped and moaned, her arms swinging back and forth.
"So, your needs are nearly as strong as mine, eh, Kathy? That's good, very good."
Ms. DuPont was nearby, pressing her body against Kathy's. The girl liked that. She enjoyed the warmth of the woman's flesh against her loins. Then the girl realized that the contact was making her hot again. She trembled and breathed heavily, her nipples tightly puckering and sending red-hot messages of excitement coursing through her. Her tit-tips felt like small buttons of fire, aching to be touched, to be rubbed, to be sucked. She wanted to beg Sabrina to touch her in some obscene way. But the words stuck in her throat.
It was when she felt something soft and warm and wet engulf her cunt like a delightful flower that Kathy knew she didn't have to ask Sabrina for anything. The woman was giving it to her, wrapping her fingers around her red-striped buns while inserting her tongue carefully between her aching cunt-lips.
"Ooooooohhhhhh!"
Kathy closed her eyes, shivering as if someone had touched her with an electric wire. How good it felt having that wonderful tongue snaking between her bloated cunt-lips, touching all the secret, sensitive spots that throbbed and pulsed in her pussy. Kathy swayed on the restraints, enjoying the soft, wet touch of the woman as she started licking deep, deep into her hot, wet virgin pussy.
"Oh, you're sweet, very, very sweet and very hot," Sabrina cooed.
Kathy's body was burning with the woman's touch, her cunt blooming like an exotic flower. Sabrina spread her pink pussy-lips, exposing the dark-red throat of her cunt. At the same time, she felt Sabrina wriggling a finger into her pussy, making her buck even more while hanging there upside down. Oh, how she wished she could touch the woman, feel what it was like having a cunt pressing against her face.
But Ms. DuPont kept her hanging in that awkward position, her hands still bound behind her while the woman fucked her tongue deeper and deeper. She could feel the woman's mouth going wild on her cunt, kissing the aching cunt-lips, then sucking deep until Sabrina was gurgling on her cunt-juices.
As Ms. DuPont sucked violently at the girl's hot cunt, Kathy felt something else, something that was shocking and delightful at the same time. The matron was pushing another finger into her ass-hole, wriggling it up while still finger-fucking her pussy at the same time. Oh, it was wonderful, feeling her body fucked in two different places! And all the while, Sabrina was lapping at the juices bubbling from her cunt-slit, at times joining the fucking finger and dipping into her hot fuck-hole. "Nooooo!"
Kathy felt her pussy tingling, climax about to sweep over her yet again. Her cunt-lips spasmed, grew more and more bloated while the pulse roared through her head. She was close, so very, very close. Sabrina could tell this and moaned into the girl's throbbing wet cunt.
"Ummmmmmmhhhhhh!"
Kathy cried out as if she had been stabbed by a maniac. The vibrations echoed through her pussy, shaking her clit until it started to burn and sputter with climax. Ms. DuPont was finger-fucking her in earnest now, twisting two and three fingers in the girl's pussy while jabbing the fingers of her other hand knuckles-deep into her ass. Kathy wept and screamed, bucking as best she could when the spasms finally hit her cunt. One explosion after another ripped through her tight hot pussy.
Sabrina kept her mouth glued to the girl's pussy, drinking in the juices while more and more spasms rippled through the dangling young teenager. Again and again she fucked in her tongue, wriggling the pointy tip against the slick cunt-walls as the girl came and came and came.
When it was over, Kathy hung there limply, feeling as if every ounce of strength she'd had was gone. Sabrina even looked exhausted for the moment, barely having the strength to untie Kathy's bonds and let the girl slump to the floor.
"Yes, you'll be a fine graduate, Kathy. I think you'll be our star pupil when we get through with you."
The young girl sobbed, covering her face in shame.