Karen, Julie and Kim were about as close friends as any three fifteen year old
girls could be. They had grown up together in their rural New England community
and had much the same interests as most girls their age. Although none were
still virgins, they didn't have any steady boy friends. Sex was great but at
fifteen they valued their freedom more than a long term relationship with any of
the local farm boys. Julie and Kim had experimented with lesbian sex a couple of
times but only from lack of anything better at the time. All in all they were
normal average teenagers. Julie was probably the most attractive of the group
with her long auburn hair and green eyes but that's not to say Karen or Kim were
by any means unattractive. Karen was slender, about five foot three with brown
hair and eyes while Kim was more of a dirty blonde with dark eyebrows that made
her blue eyes absolutely captivating. In short, the gene pool had been good to
all of them. Karen's parents had been killed in an unfortunate accident when she
was only thirteen and now lived with her uncle Bob and his wife. Although her
uncle was really nice and treated her like his own, for some reason she had
never been close with him or his wife Pat. They got along real well but that's
about as far as it went. Needless to say when Bob and Pat decided to visit Pat's
family over Christmas, Karen was only to happy to stay home and take care of the
house while they were gone. As school was out for the holiday's, Karen called
her two girl friends to come over as they would have the house to themselves and
could kick back and do whatever they want. A short while later they were all
kicked back enjoying the warm living room and Saturday morning TV. "Has your
Uncle got any good videos?" Julie asked, obviously bored with whatever was on
TV, "Probably not, but if he does, they'll be in the upstairs bedroom," replied
Karen, "lets go look." After searching through the small selection of videos,
Kim picked up a cassette with no label and looking at Karen asked, "what do ya
suppose is on this one?" Karen shrugged and said "Let's go pop it in and see."
After several minutes of what looked like foreign language disclaimers, the tape
started showing two hooded men dragging some gal into an old dungeon. They then
proceeded to tie the struggling girl to the dungeon wall. Never having seen
anything like this before, the girls watched intensely as the hooded figures
proceeded to remove the captive girls clothes leaving her totally naked with her
hands and feet tied to restraints on the dungeon wall. They continued to watch
in awe as the captive girl was subjected to various forms of torture. She was
whipped for awhile and then had clamps and weights attached to her nipples and
labia all the while screaming into a ball gag strapped into her mouth. After
about thirty minutes of this the video ended. Karen, Julie and Kim looked at
each other. After a few moments of silence, Julie said, "Can you believe that
shit?" "Not sure," Karen replied, "Lets watch it again." Julie rewound the tape
and they all watched again, several times in fact. Kim then asked "Have either
one of you ever wondered how much pain you could stand if you were ever in a
situation like that?" "Actually," replied Julie, "I once wanted to see how much
pain I could stand so I got these two alligator clamps and decided to find out.
At first I could only last a few seconds when I clipped them on my nipples but
with some determination I actually lasted ten minutes one time. The most amazing
thing was just before I didn't think I could stand it any longer, I had the
biggest orgasm I think I've ever had." After some discussion, and with great
interest in Julie's experience, they agreed to try out a few things on each
other. Karen took Julie and Kim out to her uncle's work shop to see what they
could find to torture themselves with. After a brief search they headed back to
the house with an assortment of clamps, clips, various weights and other odd
items that looked useful. Although they were sure no one would be coming around,
they made sure all the house doors were locked and proceeded to get down to
business. "Well," Julie said, "are you guys sure you want to do this?" Both Kim
and Karen agreed and were actually quite excited about the prospect. "In fact,"
suggested Karen, "why don't we make this some sort of contest? You know, like,
whoever can stand the most pain the longest wins whatever she wants from the two
losers." Kim and Julie agreed that would definitely make things more exciting.
Karen smiled and suggested they get started. They all removed their clothes and
stood there looking each other over. Although they had all seen each other naked
before, they had separate gym classes for the last two years and all had
developed quite a lot since the last time they were naked together. None of them
had extremely large breasts but Karen's were a good cup size bigger than Julie
or Kim. Karen also had the most athletic body and thick straight pubic hair of
which she was very proud. Julie's breasts were pert with her nipples pointing
slightly upward and erect. She had more actual body hair than the other two with
kind of a soft down on her arms and upper legs and along with her thick auburn
pubic bush gave her a sort of innocent but sultry look. Kim's breasts on the
other hand had the most sexy nipples. They protruded about a half inch and were
constantly erect. Kim was the smallest of the group, actually bordering on
skinny. Although her head was a dirty blonde color, her bush was dark like her
eyebrows and gave her a somewhat different but exciting look. They drew straws
to see who would go first and Kim drew the short straw. "Okay slave, "Julie
laughed, "what do you want tortured first?" "My nipples." Kim replied as she
stuck her small tits out like an offering. "All right," said Julie as she showed
Kim two small serrated battery clips, "let's see how tough you really are."
Kim, like all young people learning about their sexuality, had in the past
clamped things on her nipples privately testing her endurance, but wasn't quite
prepared for the pain that shot through her tender nipple when Julie let go of
the battery clamp. "GOD DAMN!" shrieked Kim as she reached to her flaming tit
and took the clamp back off. "You've gotta be shitting me! Nobody can stand
that." Kim told Julie as she rubbed her throbbing nipple. "Nobody said it was
going to be easy." replied Julie. "Well, then you put that thing on your tit. I
want to see you do it first." "Okay, but if you want to win this point you're
going to have to do whatever I do and for longer." Julie smiled wryly. Kim
nodded her agreement. Julie played with her left nipple until it became erect.
She then placed the clamp over her nipple and released it. As the pain radiated
through her breast she began thinking maybe she had taken on more than she could
handle. The clamps she had used on herself weren't nearly as strong as these
industrial battery clips. Damn, Julie thought to herself, I shot my mouth off to
Kim, I'm going to have to stand it. It helped a little to see the look of
disbelief on Kim's face. Julie then put the other clamp on her right nipple,
which to her surprise was already erect, and knowing full well the pain it would
cause, released it to dig into her tender nipple. This time Julie couldn't help
but cry out through her clenched teeth. It took every bit of will power she had
to keep herself from removing the clamps but somehow she managed not to. She
looked at Kim through tear filled eyes and said "Okay sister, now it's your
turn." Kim now wondered what she'd gotten herself into but she also wasn't about
to be outdone by Julie. Besides, Karen was keeping track of the time, and Julie
looked like she would give up any minute. "Go on," Julie said, "grab two more of
these clamps and put them on or admit I'm tougher than you then this contest
will be between just me and Karen." Julie was the more competitive of the three
and the fact that about all she could think about was the searing pain shooting
through her chest made her all the more determined to best the others. Anyway,
the pain was starting to subside a little, but now she was anxious to see Kim
feel what she was feeling. Kim picked up one of the remaining clamps and
positioned it over her right nipple. Closing her eyes she released the clamp
onto her erect nipple. She had to force herself to take her hand away from her
breast as the fire like pain radiated from her squashed nipple. With tears in
her eyes she picked up the second clamp and squeezed it open over left nipple.
Kim held the clamp open for a few seconds trying to build enough courage to let
go knowing the pain that was coming. Finally she let go. Kim started to scream
and dance around in a circle. She had forgotten that Julie had already clamped
this tit, if only for a couple of seconds, and being already tender, the
intensity of the pain took her by surprise. Julie, having endured her pain for
nearly ten minutes now, and considering it had subsided quite a bit due to the
decreased circulation, actually found herself getting a little damp in the
crotch watching Kim.
Kim had finally stopped her little dance and was now standing bent over
with her hands on her knees. "God Damn," Kim said as she shook her head, "this
is awful tough," as she looked down at her throbbing pink nipples squashed
between the teeth of the metal battery clamps. She began to get a little worried
as she looked at Julie who seemed to be fairing pretty well considering she'd
had the clamps on her tits for almost twenty minutes. Kim wondered to herself if
she was going to be able to do this. Damn, she'd never felt pain like this
before in her life, but it was Karen's turn now and maybe, just maybe, she would
chicken out so she at least wouldn't be the total loser. Kim looked over to
Karen through watery eyes and said, "Your turn. By now Karen was having serious
second thoughts after witnessing what Kim and Julie were going through. And
unlike her friends, she had never felt the need to test her endurance by
subjecting herself to any kind of pain. However she also realized there was no
way out and save face at the same time. Karen did her best to quell the fear
rising in the pit of her stomach, walked over to the coffee table and picked up
the last two clamps. Karen's little eraser shaped nipples were already rock hard
as she too had become aroused from watching her two naked girl friends fight the
urge to remove their clamps and put an end to the pain she knew had to be racing
through their breasts. She then closed her eyes for a couple of seconds to get
her mind set and then let the first clamp release and dig it's tooth like
serrations into her virgin left nipple. Karen vowed to herself not to cry out as
wave after wave of searing pain radiated from her nipple into the depths of her
young teenage breast. Then with grim determination she released the other clamp
onto her right nipple. Karen tried with all the will power she had but could not
keep herself from crying out. It felt as if her nipples were being torn from her
body with red hot pliers. She was so racked with pain that is seemed as if her
mind was somewhere else until she heard laughing. Karen began to realize it was
Kim and Julie who were laughing. What the hell is wrong with them, she thought,
but then also realized she had warm piss running down her legs. "Shit!" Karen
spouted. "No man, that's piss." Julie stopped laughing just long enough to say.
It was only a little more than a dribble but the pain in Karen's tits was so
intense that she could hardly stop herself from emptying her bladder right there
on the living room rug. However she managed to get control while Kim retrieved a
towel from the kitchen and helped her clean up. It had been about thirty minutes
since they had started this crazy contest and Julie, who had gone first
explained that the longer they left the clamps on the less pain they would cause
up to a point. Julie then told them that as long as they didn't pull or twist
the clamps they could all probably stand the pain for most of the day. Kim
agreed as the pain in her little breasts had subsided some but Karen, who was
still on the verge of tears, wasn't quite so certain. All three then gave each
other a little hug being careful not to squeeze too hard.
After about an hour had passed it became obvious that no one was going to
give in to this type of tit torture. Although still quite painful, the intensity
had dropped to where it was bearable. "Well, is anyone ready to give up?" Julie
asked as she stood facing the others with her hands on her hips. "Not a chance,"
Karen replied, we can take this as long as you." Kim also nodded in agreement.
"Well then," Julie said as she scratched her head, "I guess if we're going to
find out which of us is the toughest, we're going to have to try something else.
Let's watch that tape again. Maybe it will give us some ideas." Kim rewound the
video tape and set it to play again. They sat and watched as one of the hooded
figures attached clamps to their captives nipples, this time knowing full well
what that felt like. The other hooded man then began whipping the captive girl
but after a short discussion the girls figured they didn't want to do that. You
know, too hard to explain the marks back at school. The first hooded man then
began to hang weights onto the captive's nipple clamps. The more weight he added
the more the girl screamed. Julie got up and shut off the vcr. She then
suggested the next test be torture by nipple weights. The others agreed and this
time Karen was chosen to be first. Julie needed to figure out a way to now do
this. They had brought a bunch of large flat washers along with the assortment
of odds and ends retrieved from the workshop. After mulling it over for a few
moments Julie darted off to one of the bedrooms and returned with a handful of
wire coat hangers. With a pair of cutting pliers she cut out the straight
sections then made a small hook on one end of each of six wires. She then bent
the other ends into a long but narrow U shape figuring she could hang the small
hooks on their nipple clamps and then add washers to the U to increase the
weight. Pleased with her ingenuity, she hung the wires on her own clamps then
let Karen and Kim do the same. The pain in Karen's young nipples had subsided to
a low burn but the small movement it took to hook the wires made her wince. "Are
we ready?" Julie again took charge. "Ok, this is how we do this. Each of us will
put one washer on each nipple at a time. These washers are pretty big, so I
figure it will take about ten to make a pound. We just keep adding washers until
someone gives up. Then it will be between the other two to continue until one or
the other quits. Are there any questions?" Kim and Karen both agreed that the
idea sounded great. If any of the girls had their confidence built up from
enduring the some two hours with their tender young nipples squashed between
metal clamps they had a rude awakening when they dropped the first two flat
washers onto the wire hooks. Only Julie was able to avoid crying out. Karen and
Kim both leaned forward resting their hands on their knees trying to alleviate
this renewed pain now shooting from their sore and discolored pubescent nipple
flesh. After a few moments of getting used to the new pain, Kim asked with a
grimaced face, "Anybody wanna quit?" Hearing no response, and not wanting to be
the first one out, she mustered her courage and picked up two more washers.
The girls continued adding weight to their now distended nipples. They had
all managed to hang ten steel washers on each nipple hook when Kim with sweat
covering her entire body had reached the limit of her endurance. "I can't stand
this pain any longer." Kim cried out as she grabbed the wire hooks and carefully
unhitched them from here nipple clamps. She then removed the two steel clips
from her tortured nipples and stood there massaging her teenage breasts with
tears running down her face as the returning circulation brought a new wave of
fire to her already pain filled tits. Now it was between Karen and Julie. Both
Julie and Karen were near the end of their own endurance as well. With a pound
of weight tearing at each nipple the pain racing through their breasts was
unimaginable. Each time they moved the swinging motion of the weights would
cause them to whimper loudly. Julie summoned up all her remaining courage, and
to everyone's dismay, added three more washers to each nipple. Julie then stood
upright, her nipples stretched to twice their normal length. Her whole body was
quivering and dripping with perspiration as she fought to endure the screaming
pain charging through her tender young breasts. At this point, realizing there
was no way she could stand that amount of pain, Karen conceded and removed the
weights and clamps from herself. Julie was elated. She had won. After removing
her own clamps, the three spent the next hour massaging each others young
breasts as the pain slowly subsided. In spite of the pain they had inflicted on
themselves, the girls found this new experience to be quite a turn on. Between
their self torture and the ensuing breast massage all three found themselves
lying on the soft rug with their fingers caressing each others pubic hair. "Ya
know, that was real interesting, even if Julie did win this time." Karen said in
a teasing voice as she ran her fingers through Kim's thick pubic hair. "Ya it
was." Kim replied. "Maybe we should try something else. I mean, after all, just
cause Julie's got tough tits doesn't mean she's tough everywhere else." Julie
smiled, intent on this new challenge, and then said "I'm tougher than either of
you wimps. And just to prove it, this time you pick the ordeal." Karen put in
the video and they started watching for something they figured they could do
that would be really hard for Julie. After watching where the captive girl was
made to straddle a long board that was turned on end, Kim and Karen looked at
each other and nodded their agreement. Although all three girls were well
endowed in the pubic hair department, Kim and Karen's bushes were a lot thicker
than Julie's, and they figured the extra padding this would afford might give
them an edge over Julie. So it was decided. There were three wooden saw horses
in the work shop that would work just fine. Julie, realizing her disadvantage,
decided to try to even up the odds. " It sounds OK to me but let's make this one
better. It's only about twenty five degrees outside and there's no heat in the
work shop, so I say we do this one out there completely naked except for our
shoes." Julie stated with a grin. Kim and Karen agreed.
The trio put their shoes on and ventured out through the snow covered yard
to the work shop. The icy December air bit into their naked bodies as they
walked. Entering the work shop gave them some relief but it was still bitter
cold wearing nothing but shoes. Julie arranged the wooden saw horses side by
side in the center of the floor. Both Karen and Kim started having second
thoughts after seeing how narrow the boards really were but having come up with
this idea couldn't very well back out now. Anyway they were so cold maybe a
little pain would take their minds off their chattering teeth. They mounted the
saw horses which were about waist high to the young girls supporting their
weight with their hands. "Ok," Julie said, "on the count of three we put our
hands behind our heads. The last one to stay seated wins. Ready... one.. two..
three." Thick pussy hair or not, Kim and Karen both let out a shriek when their
full body weight became supported only by their tender young cunts. And to make
matters worse, they were shivering so much from the cold that it made the narrow
hardwood dig even more into their pain filled pussys. It was a toss up which was
worse, the screaming pain in their groins or the freezing winter air. Kim and
Karen had been right about one thing. Julie wasn't doing so well this time
around. She had lost her balance a little and had almost dropped her hands when
she had rocked forward and crushed her clit between her pelvic bone and the
hardwood saw horse. But, through sheer will power, she managed to keep her hands
clasped behind her head and regain a more upright position. "Are you OK?" Karen
inquired of Julie. "Ya, except that I'm freezing and my cunt hurts all the way
to my neck." Julie replied. "But it looks like Kim is hurting more than me. By
the way, is anyone keeping time?" "It's been about fifteen minutes." replied
Karen. Kim was definitely having a hard time. She was sitting with her eyes
closed, whimpering with tears running down her cheeks. Her slender body was
covered with goose bumps and it was easy to see that she was close to her limit
of endurance. Karen however, had found a position where the pain in her pussy,
although excruciating, wasn't getting any worse. She was confident she could win
this time if only she could stand the cold. Julie, on the other hand, was
fighting to relieve the unbearable pain shooting through her groin. You could
see her thigh muscles flexing as she tried to grip the narrow plank in a vain
effort to support some of her weight somewhere other than her pussy. Kim had
started to cry openly now but with some sort of pure determination she just sat
astraddle her narrow plank with her feet dangling about four inches above the
ground. Julie had now started to cry. She was shaking her head side to side and
still trying to grip the plank with her thighs. "Oh God." Julie cried out
between sobs. "I don't think I can do this much longer." Karen started to smile
a little. Although she was in tremendous pain, it looked like Julie was done for
and she was sure Kim couldn't last much longer. Ha ha, maybe she would be the
winner this time.
Julie was the first to give in this time. Her efforts to grip the saw
horse with her thighs had worked against her. After thirty minutes of straddling
the narrow hardwood plank she had rubbed her tender cunt flesh raw to the point
of bleeding and the incredible pain this caused was more than she could force
herself to endure. She grabbed the plank with her hands and gingerly dismounted
the blood stained saw horse. Karen let out a sigh of relief. Kim was now crying
loudly and her whole body was shaking from the mind numbing pain she was forcing
her young teenage cunt to endure. Karen also noticed a small amount of blood
becoming visible coming from Kim's abused pussy and starting to form a thin line
along the hardwood plank. She was sure Kim would give up any second. The minutes
slowly ticked by. Karen knew she was reaching the limit of her endurance. She
was so fucking cold that every muscle in her body ached from the constant
shivering not to mention her poor screaming pussy which she also noticed was
starting to bleed. She couldn't understand how Kim could keep going. Kim's pussy
was bleeding more noticeably now and there was actually a few beads of
perspiration on her forehead in spite of the freezing cold winter air. Karen was
near her limit. Her crotch felt as if it were on fire with the pain radiating
down her legs and up through her abdomen. As bad as she hurt she knew Kim had to
be in more pain than she was. Kim was determined not to lose this time. She was
in such agony that all she could think about was the pain. It took every ounce
of will she could muster to keep from grabbing the plank and put an end to this
screaming pain that grew worse by the second. Finally Kim could stand no more.
She was almost screaming from the waves of unimaginable pain that racked her
entire young body when she heard Karen let out a loud scream and declared she
could take no more. Kim could not believe it. She had won. Not only had she beat
Julie but Karen too. Kim tried to dismount her saw horse but she was so weak
from her ordeal she literally fell on the shop floor. Julie, who had been
sitting against the wall waiting for everything to end, jumped up and said "Man,
let's get our asses in the fucking house." Kim, who was still curled up on the
floor where she had fallen, said in a weak shivering voice "I don't think I can
walk that far. My legs won't hardly move." "Come on," said Karen who was leaning
over with her hands on her knees waiting for the pain in her crotch to slowly
subside, "we'll help you up but I don't think we can carry you so you're going
to have to move them legs somehow." Karen and Julie managed to get Kim on her
feet. As they headed out of the work shop Julie looked at the three blood
stained saw horses and remarked to Karen "we better not forget to clean the
blood off them saw horses. That might be a little hard to explain to your
uncle." "No shit." Karen replied as she added a mental note to her list of
things not to forget. As they made their way back to the house Kim smiled to
herself. As bad as she felt, she was proud of herself. She had proved herself to
be at least as strong as either Julie or Karen. And that felt good.
Once inside the house it was a mad dash for the big living room heat
register. They all huddled around the big floor grate soaking up the wonderful
heat being blown up from the old cellar furnace. It took about thirty minutes
before the effects of the cold left their naked young bodies but their minds
were now on their throbbing pussys. Karen had got them three damp washcloths and
they were ever so carefully trying to clean the dried blood out of their pussy
hair. Kim was in the worst shape of the trio. Her pretty young cunt was bright
red and considerably swollen. Julie leaned over and whispered something in Kim's
ear. Kim looked a little confused, but without saying anything, lay on her back
beside the heater. Julie then carefully opened Kim's legs and proceeded to
tenderly lick her tortured pubic mound. Kim jerked whenever Julie's tongue made
contact with her raw swollen labia until Julie's careful tongue work eased the
pain from Kim's inflamed cunt. Kim looked totally contented as Julie continued
moving her tongue around Kim's thick dark forest of pubic hair. Karen was
getting so hot watching Julie lick and rub Kim's hairy cunt she started running
her fingers through her own ample young bush. She started to finger her swollen
clit as she watched Julie's tongue slowly work it's way around Kim's tender slit
wondering to herself how it would feel to have Julie's tongue, or anybody's
tongue, work it's way through her soft thick bush to her innermost depths. Karen
carefully slipped her finger in and out of her tender cunt while flicking her
aroused clit with her thumb. She closed her eyes and imagined how good Kim must
be feeling. Karen started to breathe more rapidly as she worked her finger and
thumb fantasizing that it was really Julie running her tongue all about with her
face buried to the depths of her crotch. Now, oblivious to all around her, Karen
felt her orgasm building inside her as she thrust her hips in rhythm with her
finger and thumb. Karen moaned loudly thrusting her hips higher and higher as
the waves of orgasm after orgasm filled her with ecstasy. She didn't know how
many times she had cum but when she opened her eyes and returned to reality, Kim
and Julie were both cheering and clapping their hands. Karen was, to say the
least, embarrassed to shit. "God damn girl." Julie said with a surprised look.
"I'm not sure where you just were, but I wished I could have been there." Karen
thought to herself, you were, but just smiled and lay back on the rug still
feeling the effects of her self induced orgasms. After a few minutes Julie stood
up and said with an air of indigence, "Well, we still don't have a winner, that
is unless Karen would rather concede. Then we may not have a winner but we would
sure have a loser. Then Kim, I guess she would have to be a slave for both of
us." Kim nodded and replied, "Ya, that would be OK with me." Karen looked at her
two girl friends who were looking real pleased with themselves and knowing what
kinds of shit they would dream up for her to do as their slave, leaned back on
her elbows and said, "Bullshit, no way you two are going to get off that easy."
Karen had already decided what their last ordeal was going to be. She
didn't want any more pussy bashing or being outside naked cause she figured
she'd had enough of that shit for good long while. The way the old farm house
was constructed there was a straight staircase leading up to landing on the
second floor. She figured they could get some rope and three chairs to stand on,
tie the ropes to the landing and to their wrists, then kick the chairs out and
suspend themselves from the landing. This shouldn't be nearly as painful as the
last two ordeals she thought to herself. After all, she knew she was the
physically stronger of the group so she should be able to hold on longer with no
problem. Having explained the plan to Kim and Julie, all proceeded to the task
at hand. They wrapped wash cloths around their wrists before securing the nylon
ropes to each other. Again they didn't want to have to try to explain to
everyone why they all had red rings around their forearms. With everything
secure and ready, they counted to three and kicked out the chairs they were
standing on. Julie was the first to comment on how easy this was. "Shit." she
said, "This isn't hard at all." as she hung with her toes about eight inches
above the floor. "I got a feeling it will be." remarked Kim, "Especially for me
because I forgot to go to the bathroom before we did this and I've got to piss
really bad." "Oh well, you snooze you lose." was Karen's only reply. About
thirty minutes had passed and Julie was beginning to think a little differently
than she had when they started. Although she only weighed around one hundred
fifteen pounds her dead weight was starting to cause the muscles in her
shoulders and arms to ache pretty bad. Karen was fairing well but poor little
Kim was having a real bladder problem. "Don't you dare piss on this hardwood
floor!" Karen snapped as Kim looked as if she had been trying to make some sort
of decision. "I won't." Kim replied, "I mean I'll try not to but I gotta go real
real bad." "Well, you better figure out some way to aim it over on the rug
otherwise you'll clean the stain off the floor with your tongue." Karen snapped
back. Kim knew she was serious. Karen's aunt took a lot of pride in that
hardwood floor and would throw a massive fit if she found a big old piss stain
when she got back. Now Kim had something new to think about. "How do I aim it?"
"I wish you had turned the furnace down." Julie said looking over at Karen. "Me
too. I forgot we turned it up full blast when we came in from the shop." replied
Karen. They had been in suspension for an hour now and all three were glistening
with perspiration as their young muscles strained under their hanging weight.
Kim did her best to control her bladder but the strain got the best of her as
the warm piss began dripping from her sweat soaked pussy. Remembering what Karen
had told her, she squeezed with all her might in a vain attempt to stop the flow
of piss. "I'm sorry Karen," Kim said in a sheepish voice, "I just can't hold it
any longer. I can't stop myself from pissing." "Like I said, you better aim it
on the carpet. I don't care how you do it, just do it." Karen snapped. Kim
gathered all her remaining strength and tried to curl herself up enough to piss
forward instead of down. The strain from her effort made her lose whatever
control she had as the hot piss drained from her bladder.
Kim did have a measure of success as most of her discharge did in fact
land on the carpet. She breathed heavily from the exertion as she hung limp from
her bonds. The time passed slowly as the girls hung from their ropes unable to
get their minds on anything but the burning pain in their stretched young
bodies. Kim was still breathing hard with sweat dripping from every pore she
had. Kim used every bit of will she possessed to out last Karen and Julie, but
she could no longer endure the pain and exhaustion. "I give up. I just can't
stand it anymore. Get me down." she spoke in desperation. As the girls looked at
each other, they shared only one question. How? They had kicked the chairs to
far away to hook with their feet and there was nothing to raise themselves back
up. The contest became somehow less important as they hung helplessly from their
agonizing bondage. "Please do something." Kim cried out. "I can't hardly
breathe." Both Julie and Karen were at the end of their endurance now, but they
could see Kim was really in trouble. With their strength nearly gone they tried
to pull themselves up but with no avail. Karen said to Julie after she studied
their situation. "The only thing I can think of is for one of us to try to get
her legs on the others shoulders and get up enough to unhook the rope. The only
problem is if the one supplying the shoulders can stand it long enough for the
other to free her rope. I've got a feeling the pain from the extra weight is
going to be unbelievable." Julie thought a moment and replied "We don't have a
choice as I see it. You're probably stronger than me so you do the climbing.
We're only going to have one shot at this so even if I beg and scream to stop,
don't pay any attention to me, just get your rope unhooked." Karen nodded her
agreement. Julie braced herself as Karen tried to walk her legs up Julie's sweat
slicked skin. After a couple of tries, Karen managed to get her legs locked
around Julie's head. Julie started to scream uncontrollably from the unbearable
pain as Karen heaved herself up on Julie's tortured shoulders muffling her
screams as Julie's face was forced into Karen's thick bush. Julie shook
violently as her shoulders and arms hammered searing hot pain through every
nerve as Karen pulled herself up as high as possible. With one last effort Karen
got her rope free and let herself fall to the floor. She was so exhausted she
had to crawl to get the chairs. Even so, she managed to slide them under Kim and
Julie. She then crawled up the stairs to the landing and freed her two helpless
friends. There were no thoughts of their contest as they drifted into an
exhausted sleep on the living room rug. It was after dark when the girls
groggily awoke. Stiff and sore from the day's activities, they slowly got to
their feet. Karen got a fire started in the fireplace while Julie and Kim took
hot showers hoping to ease their aching muscles. Karen decided on a hot bath.
Feeling better, they sat around the fire and talked about all they had been
through.
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