Bound, whipped and raped schoolgirls(5)

"She turns my stomach," Nada said. "What are we gonna do with her?"

"Reform her," Marilyn said. "Teach her to like pussy. She'll learn to like it – or else!"

Nada was rummaging through Sissy's open locker. She pulled out a jockstrap with a yellowed pouch. "Oh Jesus, look at this!"

"Christ!" Marilyn said.

Nada shoved the jockstrap under Sissy's nose.

"Is this his, bitch?"

"Yes," Sissy squeaked.

"I knew it!" Nada scoured the girl's face with the rough mesh of the jockstrap. She forced the jock into Sissy's mouth. "Chew it up and eat it, you dumb little cunt!"

She picked up a discarded shoelace from the floor and hooked it between Sissy's open lips before tying it around the back of the girl's blonde head. The young girl was now gagged with a wadded-up jockstrap held in place by a shoelace.

Sissy sniveled, snot running from her nose.

"This is starting to get fun," Nada said.

"Of course," said Marilyn.

The two older gymnasts pulled the younger girl's jeans off. She wore panties with fruit designs on them, and Marilyn leaned over and bit through a pear and into Sissy's ass. Sissy yelped, arching back, her cry of pain muffled by the gag. The older girls laughed and peeled off her panties.

"Take a whiff of these," Marilyn said, shoving Sissy's panties under Nada's nose. "Don't you ever wash your underwear, girl, or do you spend all your time thinking about your boyfriend's cock and drooling between the legs?"

"From the smell of these," Nada said, "she does both."

"Don't inhale 'em, for Christsake!" Marilyn said, snatching the panties away from Nada. "Find something to tie her up with!"

As Nada searched for bindings of some sort, Marilyn reached between Sissy's legs and found the girl sopping wet. She rubbed some of Sissy's fuck-juice on her own tits and between her own legs. When Sissy tried to look over her shoulder to see what Marilyn was up to, Marilyn slapping her ass and told her to face front. Marilyn then rammed a finger up Sissy's asshole and watched with pleasure as Sissy squirmed like a fish impaled on a spear.

"How about these?" Nada said, holding up a handful of nylon stockings.

"Where'd you find those?"

"Angela Mock's locker," Nada said. "I swear, she's got a pair for every day of the year."

They pulled Sissy off the bench and ripped off her T-shirt. The naked girl shrieked and made a frantic attempt to break away. Marilyn and Nada dragged her to the concrete floor. As Nada sat on her tits and kneeled on her shoulders, Marilyn tied the nylon stockings securely around Sissy's wrists and ankles, then tied the free ends of the nylons to the legs of benches. They spread-eagled the young girl, stretching her arms and legs out tight to form an X.

Nada climbed off, leaving pussy-slime on the girl's tits. Both older girls had fuck-juices running down their legs. Their tits had swollen hugely, and prickling sensations shot through their cunt-holes and assholes.

Marilyn dug her big toe into the wet gash between Sissy's legs. "Look at the bitch squirm! I wonder if she squirms like that when she gets a cock in her."

"Her toes are curling," Nada said. "That's it, Sissy, point them toes! We're gonna make a gymnast outa you yet." She rummaged in Sissy's locker and pulled the meshed-nylon shoulder strap off the girl's gym bag.

"What're you gonna do with that?" Marilyn said, grinding her big toe in Sissy's cunt, gouging the girl's tender fuck-meat with her sharp toenail.

"I'll give you three guesses," Nada said. She raised her arm and snapped it down, cracking the strap across Sissy's heaving tits. "One!"

Sissy arched up, screaming into her gag, her face flushed and, suddenly running sweat.

"Make a bow for a Christmas present?" Marilyn said.

"Wrong." Nada snapped her arm down again, laying another welt across Sissy's tits. "Two!"

"Make a diaper for yourself?" Marilyn said. "Bitch!" Nada said. "Wrong again." She cracked the strap across Sissy's belly. "Three!"

Sissy arched up, her body shuddering, an ugly welt pulsating on her tanned abdomen.

"Make a noose to hang her with?" Marilyn said.

"Sounds like fun, but we'd better not," Nada said. "Your three guesses are up, dear. No, I'm gonna use this thing on Sissy the way my father uses his belt on my brother."

"How's that?" Marilyn said.

"Like this." Nada swung her arm savagely, across Sissy's tits, across her belly, across her legs and feet.

Sissy writhed as if she had a hot poker up the ass. Her eyes bugged out as if she were on the verge of death.

As Nada whipped the helpless girl, she pulsed internally with the same satisfaction as when she watched her kid brother being strapped at home. She was her old man's favorite, and he'd do anything she suggested – suck a turd out of her asshole if she told him to. She used her suggestive power over the old bastard whenever she felt like punishing her brother. All she had to do was accuse her brother of some wrongdoing – whether the boy was guilty or not – and her old man would lay into the pathetically whimpering brat as if were going to strap the boy to death. Nada knew the old man's macho savagery was more of a show to impress her than it was a means of disciplining her brother. She had no doubt the old man would murder the smelly little wimp if she demanded it.