Maiden Maid-Ch 6 John Teaches Sara

Sara saw herself in the mirror and blushed. Half naked, her breasts pulled out and up in the air by her nipples, fat fingers tightened on their tips painfully, standing on her tiptoes to relieve some of the pain, the muscles in her legs taut from their forced position she had to endure. "Please, I can't stay like this much longer," her legs tiring, starting to lower to the ground again, but John refused to give her any relief, forcing her nipples out farther as she subject herself to self abuse.

John smiled, enjoying her groans of pain, watching as she subject herself to his abuse. He let her nipples go, her feel falling to the floor quickly, her body almost slumping to the ground. He looked at her nipples, now swollen and red, a testament to the abuse he had inflicted on them. "You have to be careful that you do not squeeze nipples or clamp them for too long. Otherwise you can do permanent damage to them. Let's check to make sure they are OK," smiling as he said that.

"What are you going to do? Please, no more, they already hurt so much." She watched as his big hand cupped her left breast from beneath, hefting the globe up, his fingers reaching around to squeeze just below the areola and the nipple, forcing it out again. He brought his other hand around, his index finger next to his thumb, poised to snap the hard nipple nearby.

"Ask me to snap your nipple? Ask me to make sure you can feel the pain?"

Sara cringed at the request. He wanted her to beg him to hurt her sensitive nipple. But she knew that she must comply. He would not take no for an answer. "Snap them, make me feel the pain," she blurted out, biting her lip, her fists clenched, waiting for the sharp burst of pain she knew that was coming.

John saw her bracing for the snap, waiting patiently, trying to keep her off guard, not knowing when he would do it. He saw her fists relaxing, the opening he was looking for. He snapped his finger, once, twice, watching as the ruby red nipple was painfully snapped.

"AAAh," she cried, "OWWWWWW," his finger snapping harshly again, the pain shooting from her breast up to her brain, her feet dancing up and down, wanting to escape the excruciating pain

"Good girl, now stand still," his hand moving to the other breast, hefting the tit up in his palm, his fingers pinching the blood to the tip of her nipple, his fingers ready to snap the other. "Be a good girl and ask again. Ask me to flick your little nipple." He smiled as he watched her eyes, begging not to force her to do it.

Again, she uttered, "Please, John, hurt my nipple. Make me feel the pain."

His fingers did not wait this time, catching her unbalanced again, the pain shooting into her unprotected nipple again, her gasp of pain making his cock hard. He grabbed both of her breasts from beneath, hefting them up, the nipples now a dark red, showing their abuse under his hands. "You're being a good girl for me Sara. I think we have neglected you pussy long enough now. Would you like me to fuck you now, Sara?"

"Please, let me suck your cock. I will do a good job, you can cum in my mouth. Just don't fuck me again. It hurts down there. Michael hurt me when he fucked me." She had this look of innocence in her eyes as she was begging to suck his cock. Anything was better then a cock in her sore pussy, especially John's. It was so much bigger then Michael's.

John smiled at her, his hands moved to her shoulders, "on your knees," watching as she kneeled before him. He pulled out his cock, it had to be over nine inches long and thick. The head was a dark red, already glistening with cum, Sara’s pussy rubbing already coaxing out some cum. He pulled her head up, her lips only inches from his cock. "Just put the head into your mouth and suck it tightly. I want to feel your tongue playing over it. Taste my cum."

Sara eagerly did as he requested, anything was better then a painful fucking. The only sound in the room was her lapping at the hard member, her lips pulled open wide, grasping the huge weapon.

John moved her head up and down, forcing more and more into the hot confines of her mouth, watching her eyes begin to tear up as she choked the first time it tried to enter her throat. Her eyes begged for release, not wanting the huge cock forced down her throat, her tongue hoping to coax a load of cum from his balls. John suddenly pulled his cock from her mouth, a loud popping noise resulting.

"What's the matter?” moving her head forward again, trying to push his cock back inside.

"You didn't think I would pass up fucking your pussy. No, no, I want to feel that tight, hot pussy wrapped around my cock. I want to hear you as you feel what it is like to be fucked with a real cock. Now over here, up you go, off your knees," he grabbed some rope that he had next to him and pulled her towards the ladders.

"WWWhhhat, are you going to do with that?" pointing at the thick, hemp rope in his hands, afraid of the answer.

"We are going to practice what we saw in the books. Take off all of your clothes. We have no need for them any longer. I want you naked." He watched as she stripped off her clothes, finally standing naked in front of him. He moved closer to her, his hands already reaching out to touch her naked body. His finger slid down her belly, through the bright red patch of pussy hair. "So silky, your pussy hair. We would normally shave the girls, but with that flaming bush, everyone will like it better."

"What do you mean, everyone?"

"There will be many that will see you naked. Many that will examine your sex very intimately. Michael and his friends love to play doctor." His fingers sought out her pussy lips, feeling the dew on the pussy hair. His fingers parted her pussy lips, spreading them back, a fat finger pushed between them, sliding effortlessly along the slick tract. "You are already wet, can you give me a little more cream, so I may finger fuck that tight little pussy. Can you be a good girl and cream for me?"

She spread her legs wider, giving him access to her vagina, closing her eyes as she felt the fingers playing with her pussy. "AAAHH," two fingers entering her vagina, still sore from last night.

"Your pussy is red from the fucking. Open your eyes and watch me. Your pussy grips my two fingers so tight. You are going to be a good fuck. I'm going to go in deeper now, and twist my fingers inside you." He pushed in deeper, hearing her grunt in pain, "so tight, squeeze my fingers, show me how well you can milk a cock," he ordered her.