Chapter 10
A few days later Anne's life in her aunt's house underwent an important change. Clarissa traveled to a nearby town and brought back with her a girl.
The girl's name was Susan. She was a slender thing with large dark eyes and dark hair and smooth ivory skin. She seemed shy and she talked in almost a whisper. She said she was twenty-two, but Anne thought she looked more like a kid.
Susan was very pretty. Anne thought she'd never seen a prettier girl than Susan.
From the beginning, Anne realized the arrival of Susan in the house would change things for her. At first she did not know how, but then, on the second day of Susan's presence in the house, Clarissa called Anne to her room.
When Anne walked into her aunt's bedroom she was shocked to see Susan suspended from a ceiling rafter by her wrists with her ankles chained to rings in the floor.
Susan was completely naked. Anne was intrigued by the girl's slender body. Susan had small tits with large brown nipples and a thick bush of dark cunt hair completely covering her pussy.
Anne found herself envious of Susan's cunt-bush. Her own pussy was still completely shaved and she had come to miss her cunt hair.
Being strung up like that was evidently uncomfortable for Susan. She winced and groaned and twisted her body in her chains.
Although Susan was naked, Clarissa was not. She wore leather boots and a leather corset that pushed her big tits high and offered her nipples like ripe cherries. Between the black corset and the black boots she was naked, her big ass and hairy cunt completely exposed.
In her hand Clarissa held a whip. And now, to the surprise of Anne, she handed the whip to Anne and ordered her to beat Susan.
"Whip her ass," Clarissa said, "and make sure you do a good job of it."
Anne protested. She said she could never do such a thing. She said she could not bring herself to whip an innocent girl like Susan. She begged Clarissa to free Susan and herself.
Clarissa laughed and lashed the whip across Anne's ass. She said that if Anne did not get her clothes off and start whipping Susan immediately, she would be tortured in the worst manner possible. "I'll make you sleep with Vernon," Clarissa said. "Is that what you want? He'll fuck your ass until you can't walk."
Clarissa promised Anne that whatever she had experienced until now would be nothing compared with the pain she would feel.
Anne saw she had no choice but to do what Clarissa wanted. The idea of whipping Susan repelled her, but she had to do it.
With a heavy heart, Anne stripped her clothes off and took the whip in her hand.
Clarissa instructed Anne to first whip Susan's ass. Anne shuddered and moved around behind Susan's suspended body.
Susan's creamy skin was lovely. She had a round luscious ass with a deep split between her asscheeks. Her flesh looked tender and sensitive and Anne guessed Susan would feel horrible pain when she was whipped.
And I'm the one who'll be doing it, Anne thought. She was about to do something she had never done before and she had a queasy feeling in her stomach.
Finally Anne raised her arm and struck the first blow. The whip sliced across Susan's plump ass, leaving a red welt across both asscheeks.
Susan screamed and tossed her body from side to side.
Clarissa urged Anne to continue, threatening her with heavy punishment if she dared to stop now.
Anne struck again. Then again and again. Susan wailed and screamed. Her tender ass became covered with crisscrossed stripes of lacerated flesh.
A strange feeling overcame Anne as she whipped the helpless girl. It was a feeling of raw power. Until this point it was always herself who had been at the mercy of others.
Now it was Susan and it was Anne's turn to be the instrument of Susan's pain.
Anne whipped Susan furiously. She lost control of herself. The more Susan cried out and pleaded, the harder Anne struck with the whip.
Anne's body was covered with sweat, her heart pounding with excitement as again and again she lashed the stinging whip across Susan's ass.
It turns me on, Anne thought. She could feel the juices gushing out of her pussy to wet the insides of her thighs. She could not deny it. She found whipping Susan incredibly exciting.
She must be a sinner, Anne thought. She must be a terrible sinner and the Lord has made me the instrument of His retribution. It made her feel better to think that what she was doing to poor Susan was justified.
She tried to imagine what awful sins Susan had committed. Surely a girl with such a luscious body had to be in league with the Devil.
At last the pain of the whipping became too much for Susan and she fainted.
Anne continued beating the unconscious girl until Clarissa had to order her to stop.
"You'll kill her," Clarissa chuckled. "You don't want to do that, do you?"
Anne helped her aunt unchain the girl. Susan lay on the floor at their feet. She was conscious now, and she lay there sobbing with her lacerated ass turned up to avoid any contact with the floor.
Clarissa then told Anne to take Susan to Anne's room. She could sleep at the foot of Anne's bed. Susan was to be Anne's slave. Susan would help Anne whenever she serviced the household, but when they were alone Anne could do whatever she wanted with her.
"Whip her at least once a day," Clarissa said. "That way she won't forget what her position is." And with that she kicked Susan with her leather boot and stomped the high level of the boot into Susan's asscrack.
Susan moaned and shuddered, rolling on the floor to avoid Clarissa's boot.
Anne finally led Susan back to her room. The girl's ankles were still chained and she whimpered as she hobbled along the corridor.
When they were inside her room, Anne suddenly felt pity for the girl. Those wounds on her ass must hurt terribly, she thought.
She told Susan to lie down on the bed on her stomach. Anne brought some ointment out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed to do what she could to ease Susan's pain.
As Anne applied the ointment to Susan's lovely ass, the feel of the girl's assflesh under her fingers made her blood race.
Anne thought it was amusing that Susan's body could have that effect on her. She had just whipped Susan's ass and now here she was getting turned on by touching it!
God will forgive me, Anne thought. The girl is obviously evil and I must confront the evil in her.
Using both hands, Anne gently spread Susan's asscheeks and looked at the girl's tender asshole.
Tendrils of cunt hair grew into the crack of Susan's ass and surrounded her pretty bung.
Susan's asshole looked virginal. Anne doubted if even a finger had ever penetrated the tight little grommet.
Anne could see part of Susan's pussy. The girl's cunt hair was so thick it almost completely hid her cuntlips. But towards the lower end of her slit, Susan's cuntlips protruded enough to be visible.
Unable to resist the impulse, Anne gently spread Susan's meaty cuntlips and gazed at the girl's pink cunthole.
Anne was surprised to see that Susan's cunt-hole was brimming with cuntjuice. Thick whitish cuntcream had gathered at the opening and now it was oozing out in a steady stream.
It's the way I'm touching her, Anne thought. The filthy slut is getting turned on by the way I'm touching her.
A sudden fury overwhelmed Anne and she slapped Susan's ass.
Susan cried out and sobbed, pulling away from Anne and cringing on the bed.
Susan fell weeping on the floor, her body twisting and turning as she tried to ease the burning pain of her shredded ass.
Anne sat against the headboard and pulled her knees against her tits to open her cunt. She opened her thighs wide. Her bald pussy gaped like a hungry little mouth.
Delirious with her new power, Anne now ordered Susan to suck her cunt. She threatened to beat Susan if she refused.
Susan finally crawled onto the bed and knelt between Anne's widespread thighs.
Anne quivered with lust. She kept her eyes fixed on Susan's pretty mouth. She wanted that mouth sucking at her cunt. She wanted Susan to drink the hot cuntcream now oozing out of her steaming pussy.
"Suck my cunt," Anne hissed. She slapped Susan's face and laughed at the way the girl sobbed.
Susan finally lowered her head between Anne's thighs. Anne pulled on Susan's ears with her fingers and forced the girl's face against her wet cunt.
Susan began licking Anne's juice-drenched pussy. Anne quivered with lust at the lovely feel of the girl's tongue on her cuntflesh. She squirmed her crotch under Susan's mouth. She grunted and groaned and pumped her pussy at Susan's face.
She's done this before, Anne thought. She could tell by the way Susan sniffed and licked and sucked her pussy that Susan knew what to do when she had her mouth on a cunt.
Using both hands, Anne pulled her cuntlips open to completely expose her clit to Susan's sucking lips and fluttering tongue.
"Make me come!" Anne gasped. "Suck me out and make me come!"
Susan sucked harder, her tongue scooping out the flood of cuntjuice produced by Anne's overheated pussy.
The sounds made by Susan's mouth as she sucked and slurped at her pussy drove Anne wild. She came. She had a wild orgasm. All the pain and suffering she'd experienced these past weeks boiled over into a crazy climax.
At the end of the climax she lost control and began pissing. She was horrified at first, but then she remembered all the piss and shit she had had dumped on her own face by the others and she decided that now it was her turn.
Anne prevented Susan from pulling away. She continued pissing on Susan's face, pissing and coming and pissing again, until at last she had no more piss to give. With a grunt of disgust, she put her foot on Susan's face and kicked the wretched girl off the bed.
She's nothing but a filthy bitch, Anne thought. She deserves to be punished and I'm here to see that she gets it.
Susan was crawling towards the door now, and then she rose up and struggled with the doorknob. She tried to get the door open but she failed.
Anne laughed as she walked over to Susan. She kicked Susan's ribs and then grabbed hold of the girl's hair and began dragging her across the floor to the bathroom.
Susan screamed and struggled, but it did no good. She was a slender girl and Anne was much stronger.
Inside the bathroom, Anne cursed Susan and told her she had to be punished because she evidently did not realize she was nothing but a slave.
Susan begged for mercy, but Anne ignored her pleas. She forced Susan into the bathtub.
Anne squatted over Susan's face, leering down at the helpless girl, quivering with lust as she thought of the marvelous thing she was about to do.
An expression of fear and revulsion passed over Susan's upturned face as she gazed at Anne's crotch. Anne was amused. She liked the idea of having Susan cringe under her like this. She kept her eyes on Susan's pretty rosebud lips.
Squatting over Susan's face with her hands on her thighs, Anne grunted and began shitting on her new slave.
Susan groaned and sobbed, twisting her head to avoid the falling turds. It did no good, of course. There was hardly any room for her to move and Anne found it easy not to miss her target.
It's wonderful, thought Anne. She rubbed her cunt and came as the last turd squeezed out of her asshole. Then she sat down on Susan's face and ordered her new slave to clean her shitter.