Helena Robertson - Miss M…

But deep in Monique's body, an unknown sensation was coming deeper and deeper… That caress near her sex, that beating in her flesh, that involuntary sucking of her ass-hole on the pole, all that contributed in giving a new, and voluptuously intense excitation in the young girl's body. Erotic images were flashing through her mind, she thought that she was a wild mare being raped by some monstrous organ. She was exciting herself, and little by little was offering her bottom to the phallus penetrating her vigorously. She was not hurt, she wanted that embrace, and she did not reproach them that horrible rape.

She gave herself completely, closing her eyes, savoring the pleasure that was coming deep in her, and soon, she moaned, she gaped like under the caress of Claudie's lips. Her thighs, now free from the men's hands, were opening wider and wider, she offered herself to Sodom, and her sighs became rattles… Sometimes she uttered sweet words, strange lovecalls, she could not see… Her eyes were burred by a voluptuous haze.

She was possessed by a strange frenzy. She agitated herself so that the rubbing and sucking of her flesh against the dildo became more intense. Her ass-hole her ass-hole was eating the dildo that disappeared completely and reappeared in an increasing sucking noise. The monk accelerated the movement of the fake phallus in her body… He could feel the repercussions of the intense contractions of her insides on that hard material. Then came long cries of pleasure, the last convulsions of the orgasm, and with a last cry the broken body crumpled over the sofa, the phallus dug up to the handle in her ass.

They removed the stake so that she would not hurt herself, and left her alone a little while to allow her to rest. But soon after she had again to kneel down… She could feel flesh beating between her buttocks. A prick touched her ass. Another sigh and the monk's tool penetrated completely in her. She felt the burning belly on her buttocks, the testicles were glued to her cunt… She could not do anything under that new assault, but abandon herself completely to the man who was abusing her with rage. She felt the burning sperm in her guts and the weight of the man, lying on her back. She did not reach her pleasure, he had been too fast. But already another was taking his place, thinner but harder rod beating in her belly… She was trying to find the satisfaction, crispating her whole being on the hard flesh that was ramming in her insides… But once again he let loose before she could come.

“Enough… Oooh… Enough, no more… Not that…”

In vain… The third was plunging a short but thick prick in her hurting ass-hole, and with rapid stokes was sodomizing the exhausted young girl… But he was stronger, and by a long embrace succeeded in bringing the young girl to the final and delightful spasm… She gave herself to him by the ass. Following his pace… And, when he spat in her his burning sperm, she contracted, avidly pumping the delightful sap, and she fell, gaping, over the sofa.

Caressing her, they brought her back, but Claudie made a sign, and they dressed and left. Shortly afterwards, Monique being alone with Claudie, was caressed and soon forgot all the pain of the monstrous rapes she had just gone through…

No matter how excited by the evocations of all those voluptuous memories, Monique stopped masturbating, because she wanted to keep her strength for the same night. Once again she lit a cigarette, but in the clouds of blue smoke the main events of her amorous life soon appeared.

Life went on as usual at the boarding school, up to Easter Vacations. She shared her time between the greedy suckings of her little girl-friends, and Claudie's exhausting sadism and flagellation sessions. Monique was more and more enslaved to the whip and the penetration of nozzles and dildos in her belly, developed a taste for exhibitionism. She loved to parade in exciting attire in front of Claudie, but her excitation was increased when men were present. What emotions did she endure everytime she was coming in Claudie's apartment, but also what deception when no men were there to see her. But Claudie, who by then knew all the possibilities of Monique's body and also her inclination to the pleasures of Sodom, did not hesitate arty more to invite her friends, amateurs of fleshly games. As a rule, they were “benefactors” or people financially helping the boarding school, and Monique was flagellated, and received in her belly a good dozen of pricks, of various sizes, belonging to the most influent men of the County. But the huge dildo, so energetically handled by the monk, had enlarged her ass-hole enough to allow her to enjoy the hardest and deepest penetrations. Now she could give herself without any restraint and she let her moaning express freely her satisfaction…

Twice again the monk came back with his little box. He flagellated the beautiful body completely naked, and forced with the same pitiless determination the little hole before digging his hardened too in her ass.

Monique answered Claudie's ardent caresses by none-less ardent suckings, but she also used with of a specially made dildo. Made out of a very soft and nice wood, it had the size and perfect shape of the ideal sex. Very often in her delirium the young woman tried to penetrate the young girl's sex with the wooden fake sex. But the girl had always managed to avoid to lose her virginity, under the efforts of the other woman. Monique knew that one day she would have to lose that last rampart between her and the complete satisfaction of her desires… But she wanted to be able to choose her initiator. However, sometimes she ardently desired to be raped by a real member, either consenting, or submitted by a savage flagellation. But she always resisted to that wish…

For Easter vacations she came back by her aunt Sonia. She met Max Darcourt again, and with a few words he let her know that he had all the details of her amorous life at the Merval's boarding school… Monique, the next day, went to his place, and abandoned her body to his desires… She let him force her buttocks, tightened for a certain time. But he wanted better sensations, now that he knew what Monique appreciated. He decided her to accept a meeting at his place, with a group of safe and carefully chosen friends. They created a kind of club, limited to six members, all lovers of beauty, voluptuousness and flagellation. Monique was more their queen than their slave. They always kept a high sense of tact and dignity in their meetings. As they loved feminine disguise they asked in the beginning of their association, that Monique would come dressed as a peasant girl, with the folkloric dresses of the country. And the same night, wrapped in a long black cape, Monique came to Max's villa. Six men were waiting for her in a cosy little room, there was just a dim light given by bulls hidden in sea-shells, on the ground. The whole room was furnished with low furniture, a little bit Japanese style. And everywhere, pillows, poufs, and other commodities… Monique move amidst the group. The were all sitting on cushions, on the thick high wool rug. She could feel the looks of the men, trying to see under her too short peasant frock, she of course had no underclothes… Darcourt, pointing at her the refreshments posed on a nearby table, and told her to serve the drinks. She took the glasses one by one and according to Darcourt's instructions, she posed them on the low table, turning her back to the guests sitting on the carpet. Thus she was displaying her naked bottom and her silk covered thighs and legs. Her tightened legs did not allow more than the end of her cunt to show, and a few silky fair hair. Then she had to pose across each champagne glass a piece of dry biscuit and each time she was bending she could feel on her flesh the warm breeze of the man's breath, panting with desire, but stoically motionless.