Case History 6
SUBJECT: Suzy S. AGE: Fifteen
INTERVIEW ONE
Suzy was a bouncy young girl, ebullient, brimming with charm. She was, in a word, cute. She was the type of girl that you would expect to find as the head-cheerleader or a home-coming queen and, indeed, she was a cheerleader for her high school football team. Her breasts were small but sensuous, her body petite, her figure more straight than rounded. Her most outstanding feature was her smile, a bright, wide, happy smile that seemed to stretch from ear to ear and showed off a beautifully sculptured set of pearl-white teeth.
She was, in short, the type of girl you would expect to find living next-door. As I sat behind my desk, I wondered what in the world could have brought such a girl to see me. Her background was normal, her home life healthy, her intelligence above average. Everyone liked her, and she was one of the most popular girls in her school.
This popularity, as it turned out, was at the root of her problem.
Young cute Suzy began to tell me about it.
"Well, Doc-you don't mind if I call you 'Doc' do you? Well, Doc, I guess you know why I'm here. I guess my parents told you about how I've been coming home with rope burns on my wrists.
But you know, I have a very good reason for not telling them how I got them. It's because I don't want to get anyone in trouble. But you have to keep what your patients tell you confidential, don't you. I mean, you can't go blabbing what I tell you to my parents. So I guess I'll tell you. Actually, I'm dying to tell somebody.
It's not that it bothers me that much. Oh, it gets to me a little. But I'm getting used to it. It used to bother me a lot more when it started.
But I still feel like I should talk to someone about it. I mean, sometimes I feel that I'm a little weird, you know? It's not that I think I am weird, but I'd sure like someone to come right out and tell me that I'm not.
So I guess I'll talk to you. You are a professional. And besides, you look like a pretty nice guy to me.
It mostly has to do with Steve. He's my boyfriend.
Steve "s a great guy. He's pretty good-looking, tall, well-built. And the best thing about him is his cock! Oooh, he's got a great, big, long, thick piece of meat and when he shoves it up my cunt it just about fills every bit of it! I just love to feel Steve's nice big dick pushing up and down my snatch. It's really wild! I mean, it feels like the grooviest thing in the world!
But it didn't always used to be that way. There was a time when I wouldn't even let Steve touch my pussy. That's up until that one night.
Oh! What a night that was!
You see, Doc, I'm one of the cheerleaders for our high school football team. And, well, Steve is on the football team. He plays tackle. I imagine you know enough about football to know that the tackle is usually the biggest guy on the team. And the rough test.
Well, at one time or another I've dated almost every guy on the team. The first one I started to go out with was Larry. He's the quarterback on the team and he's also the captain.
You know how it is. The cheerleader is always supposed to date the captain of the football team. So, of course, the first time Larry asked me out I was supposed to go with him. I was supposed to be all giddy and excited at the idea.
Well, to tell you the truth, I didn't really want to go out with Larry. Oh, he's good-looking and he's strong and he's really popular with the girls and all. But in a way that kind of turns me off.
I mean, the problem is that he knows he's good-looking and popular. He thinks he's real hot shit. He's so conceited, and he doesn't try to hide it one bit. He's struts around like a goddamned rooster and he thinks that all the girls in the school are his slaves. It's like he thinks that all he had to do was snap his fingers and every girl would come running.
I mean, take the first time he asked me out. Did I say asked me? Shit, he didn't ask me, he told me. I really mean it! He came up to me and said that I was going to go out with him on Friday night and no ifs, ands or buts.
Well, like I said, I was the cheerleader so it was almost my 'sacred' duty to date the football team captain.
Well, I'll tell you. I wish I'd turned him down!
Call me naive, call me stupid, but I didn't realize just yet that not only was I supposed to go out with him, I was supposed to make it with him too.
Larry took me to a movie, but the movie got out at eleven and I didn't have to be home till one so Larry suggested we go for a drive. At the time, it sounded like a great idea. How was I to know what he meant by that was that we were going to go to some secluded spot and 'park.'
Well, Larry drove up to Midnight Point. That's a spot up on the cliffs looking out over the water. It's at the end of a lonely road, and there are trees all around. It's pretty isolated.
When we pull up, there's about three or four other cars parked there, but there's no one sitting in any of the seats.
"Wow!" I said to Larry, looking at all the cars that I thought were empty, "everyone must come up here to go for a walk along the cliffs."
"Boy! Was I a dummy!
Larry parked the car and turned off the ignition. There was a full moon out and everything was very pretty and all. Larry put his arm around me and we just sat there for awhile, not saying anything, just kind of looking out at the reflection of the moon on the water. Actually, it was real nice and peaceful. I kind of liked just sitting there with Larry's big, strong arm over my shoulder.
But, of course, we didn't just sit there for long.
Before I even knew what was happening, Larry started to kiss me. His mouth was completely covering mine and his tongue was licking the inside of my mouth and tickling my tongue. I almost felt like I was being choked by his tongue!
And then his hand started grabbing at my tits. I was wearing a blouse and a bra, and Larry's hand was on top of my shirt, pulling and squeezing on my tit under my bra. He was being really rough about it. It was like he really didn't know how to fondle a tit.
But it did turn me on a bit. Not the actual feeling up! That was clumsy and inexperienced. But the idea of having a guy feel my tit turned me on.
Well, Larry and I really got into making out. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and my lips kissed him and sucked on his tongue. Our two wet holes were kissing each other hot and heavy.
Then Larry reached his hand down between my legs. I had on a pair of jeans and he started rubbing me over the crotch. I could feel his hand through the material, rubbing my pussy.
Well, I was getting pretty horny! I could feel the juice from my cunt soaking into my panties.
Then Larry started to undo my pants. He unsnapped my top button and pulled down my zipper. Then he slid his hand down into my panties and started to stick his finger up my wet, dripping pussy.
Mmmmm! It felt real good, and I started to squirm around and grind my cunt up against Larry's hand. I was really horny!
Then Larry started to slide my pants down over my thighs. I lifted my ass up off the seat so that he could get my jeans down. He pulled them down to my ankles and I kicked them off. My panties, too. Then he pushed me back down on the seat and started to climb on top of me.
Well, Doc, up to then I really didn't even know what I was doing. I mean, I was so carried away by making out with Larry and by having him rub my tits and my pussy that I just wasn't thinking.
But when I felt him crawl over me and start to rub his bulge up and down over my twat, I started to realize just what was going on. I guess you could say that I came to my senses. Well, I definitely did not want Larry to fuck me. Oh, yes, I was kind of in the mood for fucking. I was pretty horny and my cunt was getting pretty hot and wet. But I didn't want to screw Larry. He was so stuck up and conceited, all I'd be was another 'conquest' to him. It would be all over the school by noon the next day.
So I closed my legs together and told Larry that I didn't want to go any further. I asked him to please don't, to stop.
But Larry was a big, tough football player. He always got his girl and he needed a story to spred around the locker room.
He wasn't about to take no for an answer!
He put his big hand between my thighs and forced my legs apart. Then he pulled down his zipper and took his cock in his hand. You know, Doc, for such a big guy Larry didn't really have such a big prick at all!
And what's even worse, he was a pretty lousy fuck!
He stuck his cock right up to the entrance of my cunt. His round, mushroom-snapped penis head pushed in between my pussylips and his started to slide his knob up my tight cunt. Larry pushed his cock as far into me as he could and started to stroke it into me as fast as he could.
Well, Doc, I really didn't want to let him fuck me but I really didn't have any choice. He was just too big and strong for me to fight off. His weight just kind of pinned me down on the seat.
After a few quick strokes, Larry came. I could feel his cock jerking around up in my pussy and I could feel the warm spray of his semen as he ejaculated into by hole.
Larry started sweating and moaning and groaning while he came. He was really into it. As for me, though, well, I hardly felt anything. He was done so quick, and right after that he put his limp cock back into his pants and drove me home. I was pretty disappointed. I mean, he got me all horny and then didn't satisfy me at all.
But just as I suspected, the next day he started bragging to all his football buddies how he'd 'fucked the shit' out of me.
Well, before you know, I had just about every guy on the football team calling me up for dates. And like a stupid idiot, I went out with all of them, too. Of course, they only had one thing on their mind.
Hell, sometimes they didn't even bother to take me to a movie or anything. They'd drive me straight to Midnight Point and expect me to drop my pants for them. Just like that. That's all I was to them. A sex object.
Soon, I'd balled every guy on the team except for Steve. And doesn't it figure, though, that Steve was the one guy that I really liked. He's the one guy that I really wanted to ball but for a long time I never did because he never asked me out.
I can understand that, though. Steve's a pretty sensitive guy. He's the biggest boy on the team but he's also the shyest, the quietest.
He's very sensitive. I found out later that the reason he didn't ask me out was because all the other guys were always bragging about screwing me and he didn't want to ball somebody that all the other guys on the team were balling.
I guess he thought I was a slut.
But I liked him, I guess because he was the only guy on the team who wasn't after me just to get laid. I decided that he was the man for me. So I set my mind to getting him.
During all the games, I'd always make sure that he noticed me while I was cheering. And during school I always used to go up and talk to him. We had a couple of classes together and I'd call him up for the assignments or I'd see him at the library and ask him to help me with my homework.
I'd really flirt with him. You know, smile at him a lot, touch his arm and stuff like that. Sometimes I would even purposely rub my ass up against his leg.
But he still wouldn't ask me out. Finally, I gave up on trying to get him to ask me, so I asked him. He blushed and turned all red, but he said yes.
He took me to a movie but all we did was hold hands on the first date. He didn't even try to make it with me or anything. On the second date he kissed me goodnight.
On the third date, with a little coaxing I got him to drive out to Midnight Point.
But you know, once we got out there I felt kind of bad. I mean, Steve was different from all the other guys but here I was with him, parked out on the cliffs, getting ready to make it just like he was any other guy on the team. I mean, I wanted it to be different with Steve.
Well, as it turned out, it was different. But not in the way I expected it to be!
We got into the back seat and started making out. Gradually, somehow we worked ourselves out of our clothes until we were both completely naked. Even though it was dark out, I could see his big fat prick, standing up and throbbing between his legs.
Steve ran his hands over my tits and squeezed my nipples between his fingers. He lowered his head and started to suck on my buds. Mmmmm! Did it feel good when he bit on my tits and ran his tongue in circles over my nipples.
Then he lowered his head even more and started to eat out my pussy. Let me tell you, Doc, Steve sure knows a hell of a lot more about sex than Larry does. In fact, Steve was better lover than the rest of the team rolled into one!
Mmmmm! It felt so good for him to suck on my cunt! He knew just what to do! His tongue licked up the pussy juice that was dripping out of my hole and his tongue teased my clit. I began to get all warm and tingly. My whole body was tingling, it felt so delicious!
Then Steve stopped eating my cunt and he started to rub his cock up against it. He was getting ready to fuck me! Well, like I told you, Doctor, I wanted to ball Steve. But then, in a way, I didn't want to. I mean, if I put out for him parked up there it would have made him just like any of the other guys.
So when I felt him start to push his cock into my pussy I stopped him. I pushed him off me and slid to the other side "of the back seat.
"Please, Steve, I don't want to right now," I told him.
"What?" he said. "You've put out for every other guy on the team, you little slut! What's so different about me that you won't let me fuck you?"
"That's just it," I answered. "You are different. I like you much more than I like any of them. If I let you fuck me now, it would be too.. .too cheap! Now, can you please take me home?"
"My ass if I'm going to take you home," he said. "I've been waiting for a long time to get into your pants. And now that I have the chance, I'm sure as hell going to ball you!"
"No!" I yelled. "I won't let you!"
"The hell you won't!" he yelled back.
I opened up the back door and started to get out of the car. But Steve grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me back in. He locked the doors. I tried to pull away from him, but he was too strong. He pushed me on my back and tried to screw me but I was fighting him too hard, kicking and hitting him with my fists.
So he reached under the front seat and pulled out the battery cables that he always kept there. I didn't know what he was going to do at first, but then I realized. He was going to tie me up with them!"
At this point, Suzy's half-hour session was over. As I had several other patients to see that day, I asked her if it would be possible for her to come back another time. She smiled and told me that she wouldn't mind at all.
INTERVIEW TWO
When Suzy returned for her next appointment, she wasted no time in continuing her story.
"Well, Doc, I think I left off when I was telling you about Steve tying me up. I have to admit, when he started wrapping those battery cables around my wrists and ankles, I got scared. I started to imagine all sorts of horrible things that he might do to me. I started screaming for help. But Steve put his hand over my mouth to stop me and then he picked up his shirt and stuck it in my mouth to gag me. He tied it behind my head.
Steve tied my wrists together behind my back. He pulled the cables real tight and tied a knot. I couldn't even move my arms! And he tied my ankles together, too! I was helpless.
I mean, I was just lying there, all naked and trembling in the back seat of Steve's car. I was his prisoner!
"All right, Suzy," he said to me. "You've balled every other guy on the team. Now you're going to find out what it's like to be fucked by the best!"
Steve climbed on top of me and pushed his cock up my twat. Ohhhhhh, was it big and meaty! I could feel the big knob on the end of his shaft pressing into my flesh and it inched its way deeper and deeper into my hole.
Soon he had all of it shoved way up into me. It was incredible! I felt as if my whole twat, every inch of it, was full of Steve's horny boy cock!
Well, at the same time I didn't cotton to the idea of being tied up while being fucked. I started to wiggle and squirm against him. I bucked my hips into him and I closed my legs, trapping his cock inside my cunt!
But all that did was turn him on even more!
Steve braced himself over me and began to pump his ass up and down, reaming me with his nice, big dick. He shoved it into me slowly at first but then he began to build up momentum. He really had some cock. Soon he was really fucking me, as fast as he could, and I stopped fighting him and tried to move my hips in the same motion as his thrusts. We had a real harmony built up, fucking away like that, pounding our sweaty bodies together like there was no tomorrow!
Wow, Doctor! It was turning into the greatest fuck of my whole life!
Steve was banging into me as hard and fast as he could, and I loved every bit of it! He's got a good, stiff cock and he really knows how to use it, too. Steve was ramming his hot, wet cock right up my cunt and it felt so fantastic!
What I really liked, though, besides the way that Steve was fucking me was the way I was tied up. It was something new to me and I was really getting into it. It was like Steve was my master and I was his woman slave. My only purpose was to satisfy his desires!
I mean, I was his, totally and completely his, for him to do whatever he wanted to do with me. And you know what? That's just the way I liked it! Then, all of a sudden, I felt my cunt begin to pulse, all prickly like, and the pulsing started to throb up my back and into my head. Then! Oh, wow! I started to come!!
It was like I was exploding or something! All I could see were stars and colors. My whole body began to shake and shiver, my cunt and tits got really sensitive and I felt tingles in my fingers and my toes.
It was super!!
I'd never, ever come like that before, not with any of the other guys on the team, not even when I masturbated.
Steve really was right! He really was the best!!
Then Steve started to come with me. I could feel it as his big meat started to jump around inside my pussy. Steve started to moan and he started to nibble on my earlobes and kiss me on my eyes.
I could feel it as his warm, creamy gism spurted out of his cock and started to coat my insides. It was so sticky, so soothing!
Mmmmmm! It was indescribably delicious!
Boy, doctor, I'll never forget what a fantastic night that was! Up to then, no one had ever fucked me like that! But then, up until that night no one had ever tied me up, either.
I was in love with Steve from that night on.
Needless to say, of course, that was only the first of many times that we've fucked together. Shit, Doc, Steve and I must get it on four or five times a week.
After school, sometimes, we go over to his house or my house, depending on whether or not our parents are home. It's especially good at his house. His parents have a great big old-fashioned bed. You know, the kind with the four posts, one in each corner?
Anyway, his dad's out of town a lot and sometimes his mom works late, until about seven, so that gives us plenty of chances to make it over there. The good thing about the bed is that Steve can use clothesline to tie me up spread-eagled on the bed, with my legs and arms pulled apart.
And when he has me tied down like that, boy, watch out! He turns into a real tiger! I swear, Doctor, it seems as if each time Steve and I have sex he just gets better and better. I mean, sometimes I'll have three or four orgasms right in a row, before he even has one! But my favorite way of getting it on is to be tied down on that big bed. Ohh, it's far out!
Sometimes, he gets down between my spread-open legs and he just eats me out for an hour at a time. And what a mouth he has! His tongue flicks at my clit and he runs it up and down my pussy, like he's fucking me with his tongue or something. He practically buries his whole face up my pussy and licks me crazy!
I feel like climbing right up the wall. Sometimes, he gets so intense that I can hardly stand it! I want to pull off the ropes and roll around, but those ropes are always tied so tight around my wrists that I can't even move.
Other times when he has me tied down, hell climb over me and make me suck on his cock. I pretend that I don't want to because it turns him on more when he has to force me to suck him. But I love swallowing Steve's cock! I love to have that meaty, hard thing squishing around in my mouth!
But best of all is when he crawls up between my legs and fucks me. I squirm and wriggle around like I'm trying to get away. Sometimes, I even scream that he's raping me. When I do that, Steve always has to tie a gag in my mouth. Then he climbs on top of me and practically rapes me!
Wow! Doctor, it's so exciting that way!
I bounce around on the bed like I'm trying to get free. I pull and struggle with the ropes, and that's when they dig into my wrists and ankles. I guess you've figured it out by now that that's where those mysterious rope bums my parents are so worried about are coming from.
But you won't tell anyone, will you, Doctor? I mean, it's not hurting me or anything. In fact, I guess you can tell that I actually love it!
I love being tied up, gagged and fucked or eaten.
It really turns me on!" CONCLUSION
It was apparent to me that there was nothing seriously wrong with this young lady. She was not being hurt in any physical way by her newly-discovered form of love-play and it appeared that, on the surface, she was in no way mentally scarred by it either.
I wondered, however, if she would have ever gotten so totally enamored with the bondage scene if it had not been for her early promiscuity with the members of her high school football team. She was obviously quite bitter about those experiences. So it seems possible that she became deeply infatuated with this young man, Steve, who was the first one who came along who struck her as being different from the others.
And as for the rope burns and her parents. I told her that I would not 'fink' on her, as she put it, about how those burns came about. But I also told her that, unless she desisted in being tied up by her boyfriend, her parents were going to become more and more concerned. Eventually, they would find out. I recommended that perhaps she and her young man ought to try a more normal form of love-making to see how that might appeal to them.