European Nightmare Part V - Sex Stories

European Nightmare Part V

... clunk, the suspense of waiting to see how she would be hurt next now becoming the norm with the added fear of what had been injected into her breasts nagging her. Although she tried not to think or rationalise that it was some kind of antibiotic to stave off infection or a hormone to stop her falling pregnant, she couldn’t stop feeling that something awful would happen at any moment. It may have been her imagination but her breasts felt ... tingly. But irrespective she had to focus for she knew that agony would be next. Greta reached around the stocks holding Holly tightly in place and grabbed one of her hanging breasts, squeezing the sensitive mound of flesh with characteristic roughness but now almost probing as if to discover something hidden within. Seemingly satisfied, Greta gave the tit a habitual punishing slap before repeating the process on her other tortured breast, looking up abstractly to concentrate on what she was doing, like a doctor during an examination. The long bony fingers dug into Holly’s breast flesh hard as if checking the ripeness of a melon in a greengrocer’s. Giving this breast a harder slap, Greta moved her gloved hands to cup Holly's sweet innocent face, the sting of the spray she had used on Olivia having dissipated over time. “They’re almost ready,” Greta said, knowing her words would only puzzle the girl more, “Mehmet.” Suddenly Holly felt a sharp surge of pain from her pussy. With Greta still firmly cupping her face, she could only muster a ...

... muffled wail which didn’t lessen the pain. As she teared up, another painful pang shot into her body. Not knowing what caused it terrified Holly and not being able to see what was being done to her most sensitive feminine area only increased her fear. With her torso strapped onto the wooden block, she couldn’t escape Mehmet's actions and her attempts to wriggle away were futile. All she could do was look into the cold unforgiving eyes of her sadistic captor. Mehmet looked at the girl’s pussy that just a few hours ago he had filled with cum. Just remembering her riding his cock, those big tits almost smothering him, made him almost feel her cunt's tight grip around his shaft. It did not look so tight now. She had already taken him twice up her virgin cunt, no mean feat for a cock his size. But hours of the machine battering her pussy had splayed open the delicate flower of her sex. Such was the beauty of young flesh, Mehmet knew the girl’s supple labia would soon close with time. But now was not that time. He had attached two large crocodile clips whose teeth brutally bit into the flesh of her sensitive lips. Each clip had a thin rubber coated wire running to two metal boxes the size of a car battery. If Holly could see it, she would have known what was coming but she could only feel the pain of the biting teeth. With her outer lips now pulled apart, Mehmet ran his finger along her inner pussy, feeling her flinch at his touch. His middle finger scooted up the slit until it ...