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For\nthose who have not read previous chapters

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\nHayley was 22 and Ryan 23.\nHayley’s job was mainly administration. Customising standard\ndocuments according to the salesmens’ specifications. It was a bit\nmonotonous but on the other hand stress free. It meant she could\nenjoy a good social life without worrying about how it might affect\nher job.

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\nShe had a slim face with high\ncheek bones. She had thick, long, waved shoulder length, golden hair,\ngreen eyes, a cute button nose and slightly full kissable lips. Her\nbreasts were perhaps 37 though she hid them behind a round full bra.\nA 25 inch waist, 35 inch hips with a firm butt and reasonable legs.\nNot beautiful but very attractive.

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\nRyan is slim, brown haired, lazy,\nworks in a warehouse. He has hypnotised Hayley so she cannot say bad\nthings about him and cannot resist anything he wishes to do to her.\nShe can resist anything he tells her to do. Obedience here is\nenforced through traditional methods.

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\nIt is an evolving story and if\nyou have the patience I recommend starting from or at least skim\nreading part three. You can access earlier parts by clicking on the\nbust icon to the left of the read icon or do a search.

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Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Twenty Three

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Hayley\ngets to play Doctor and Nurse

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Next day Haley went\nto work. She had a problem working with the clothes Ryan insisted she\nwear as they would not hide the chafing marks around her wrists and\nankles. It was also obvious when she sat down or leaned back in a\nchair that she was in pain. None of her co-workers asked her about\nthe marks or about her occasional wincing when she sat down or lent\nback. They all knew, and those that didn’t quickly learnt, that\nthese could only have come from some bondage or BDSM session. Hayley\nmight have been able to explain away marks on her wrists or ankles,\nbut not on both.

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It was an\nembarrassing day. She should have called in sick. Hayley had told her\nfemale colleagues who had asked about her changed bust shape when she\nstopped wearing bras that it was a more natural fitting bra than her\nprevious one. Worn for comfort. There was now discussion whether she\nwas wearing a bra at all. Some of the men lasciviously suggested\nperhaps she was not wearing panties either.

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Previously sexless\nHayley, who always wore her hair up at the office to play down her\nfeminine looks, was now seen increasingly as the sex object she had\nalways strived not to be. No-one confronted her. No-one could say the\nclothes she wore were anything other than office appropriate. It was\nthe speculation of what was underneath and the discussion of her\n‘sexy’ sex life. She was a sexual being after all.

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Over the next weeks\nthis attracted several unwanted attempts to chat her up by male\ncolleagues. Naturally they concluded she was lesbian when their\nadvances were rebuffed.

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Hayley suggested to\nRyan, as submissively as possible of course, that any activities that\nmight leave her visibly marked or in pain the next day should be done\non Saturdays. Ryan said he would consider it. He didn’t want her to\nlose her job. She might be his sex toy and he might be a bit cruel to\nher but he didn’t want to ruin her life and future. Besides she\nstill had to pay for all the things he had made her buy. So the next\nrole play he set for a Saturday.

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Sue was immersed in\nexams. She had also gone on the pill but this took a month to be\nsafe. He had known when she first came up that she was in a so called\nsafe period. He didn’t want to keep risking it though. It was\n‘agreed’ with Hayley she should come up again in six weeks. After\nthat he might drop her. Young girls were too complicated to deal\nwith.

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“Maybe we’ll\nbring your mother up instead,” he half joked. Hayley bit her lip.

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It was Saturday and\nRyan explained the role play.

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“I thought we’d\nuse the naughty nurse costume. You can be the nurse who gets checked,\ntested and punished and I’ll be the doctor who does the checking,\ntesting and punishing.”

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“Let the fun begin\nMaster,” said Hayley ironically.

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“We’ll start\nwith me having called you to my office. The nature of the hospital\nwill become clearer as we go on. We will call you Nurse Slut. Go and\nchange into your uniform.”

Hayley changed into\nher uniform. A nurse tiara like head piece, white with a red cross, a\nwhite tunic with two red crossed pockets and front zip. It just\ncovered her cunt and ass cheeks. She pulled the zipper down till her\ntits were just held in. White stockings that came to mid thigh and\nwere attached to the bottom of the tunic by red suspenders. There\nwere two red ribbons at the top of each stocking with a white cross\non each. She then wore the six inch red heels that were Ryan’s\nfavourite because they embarrassed her in public so much. No panties\nof course.

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When she returned\nRyan had a stethoscope round his neck that had come from the costume\nand was seated behind the kitchen table that he had brought into the\nliving room. He gave Hayley two hair grips to hold her hair back\nbehind her ears. She knew it made it convenient for slapping her.

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“Nurse Slut,” he\nbegan, “I have called you here today because there have been\ncomplaints about your work. It is my intention to punish you for\nthese complaints and to set you certain hospital tasks and see how\nyou perform them.

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“As you know this\nhospital treats patients for sexual stress and sexual psychological\ndisorders through playing out therapy and counselling. Nurses look\nafter them and play out and doctors do the counselling. You know we\nalso believe that jobs in the hospital are best done using natural\nparts that God has given us rather than artificial instruments if at\nall possible.

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“The patient in\nroom nine has complained that when he asked for a tit fuck you did\nnot squeeze your tits appropriately. Show me your tits Nurse Slut.”

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Hayley lowered the\nzip the extra two inches it needed and pulled her tits out.

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“Put your hands by\nyour side and push them out.”

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Ryan stared at them\nas if examining them. He noted the creamy white smooth texture, the\nhalf circular nature of the lower curves, the dimples on her medium\nsized areolas, the nut sized brown nipples. Stupidly Hayley felt\nembarrassed. She felt as if she really was a bad nurse being asked to\ndisplay herself to her boss. The problem with role play, as she had\ndiscovered before, was that it played with your mind.

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Ryan noticed a soft\nblush in her cheeks and smiled inside. Outside he endeavoured to look\nstern.

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“I can’t see\nanything wrong with them. 37 inch C+ cup are they?”

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“Yes Master.”

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“Yes Doctor,”\nRyan corrected.

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“I,m sorry. Yes\nDoctor.”

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Come round here and\ngive me a tit fuck and we’ll see how you do.”

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Hayley walked around\nto the side of the desk. Ryan turned his chair and took out his\npenis. It was soft. A little awkwardly Hayley put it between her tits\nand then holding her tits with her hands rubbed them up and down\naround it. Ryan let her continue for thirty seconds. Nothing much\nhappened.

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“Very well Nurse\nSlut. Return as you were, but keep your tits out. In fact hold them\nout and up with your hands.”

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Ryan walked slowly\ntowards the dungeon room and returned with a thin cane. Hayley stood\nwaiting for him to come back, wondering what he was going to bring to\npunish her tits. Her heartbeat had risen well before he came into\nsight before her. She saw the thin cane and trembled slightly.

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“I think the\ncorrect punishment here would be to punish the implements you failed\nwith. Four I think.”

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Hayley knew this was\na small number. She also knew from previous experience that this was\nonly because this was going to go on for a long time.

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Ryan swished the\ncane up and down so she could hear and see it and then brought it\ndown across the two tits she was holding out. She gave a hiss through\nher teeth but held position. She held position for the second. For\nthe third she couldn’t stop crying out a little and bending\nforward. She quickly regained her stance for the final hard one.

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“Aah!” Her knees\nbent and she leaned forward, face screwed up. Again she regained her\nposition.

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“I think that is\nsatisfactory,” said Ryan and left her to stand there feeling the\npain while he walked in a deliberate fashion back into the dungeon\nroom to replace the cane. He came out and sat behind the desk. You\nmay put them away Nurse Slut.”

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Hayley put her tits\nback inside the tunic and pulled the zipper up the minimum necessary\nto keep them in.

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The patient in bed\n11 said you did not display your body parts to him correctly as you\nwere sucking the patient in bed 12. Lets pretend you are sucking a\npatient on this table. I will stand behind you and you can display\nyour body parts to me.”

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Ryan lent down to\ntake something from a bag on the floor and put a dildo with a suction\ncup on the table. Hayley bent over at the waist and began sucking it.\nRyan stood behind her. Hayley spread her legs. She put her hands back\nand pulled her ass cheeks apart to show him her ass hole. Ryan rubbed\na finger around it.

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“I can see he\ndoesn’t get a full view of your cunt.”

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Hayley, all too\naware of the ridiculous, humiliating position she was in, lowered her\nhands so she was using her two index fingers to pull open her ass and\nstretching the little fingers to open her cunt. Ryan made a few\nnoises and looked for about thirty seconds. It was the first time he\nhad seen her with stockings. He was not a big fan, but he could see\nhow it could be used to make her look and feel more tarty.

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“H’mm, I can see\nyou need some practice on properly exposing yourself. I still can’t\nsee fully up your cunt hole. You could try using a mirror. Stay like\nthat.”

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Once again Hayley\nwas left exposing herself to imaginary eyes and left to anticipate\nthe pain that would no doubt be imposed upon her bent over ass. She\nstayed in the same frozen position, the dildo half in, half out of\nher mouth and waited for him to return, giving her plenty of time to\nanticipate what bad thing was going to happen to her next.

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Ryan returned with a\npaddle.

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“Three I think.\nHands on desk.”

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Hayley put her hands\non the desk and dildo in mouth waited for the first blow.

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Whack!

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Whack!

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Whack!

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Hayley’s butt\nturned a delicate rose pink. She maintained the pose while he\nreturned the paddle to it’s place and resumed sitting behind his\ndesk.

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“Resume position.”

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Hayley stood and\nclasped her hands in front of her.

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“There are other\ncomplaints about your cleaning and sexual services, but we’ll leave\nthose for the moment. Another important point about our nurses is\nthat in addition to cleaning their patients, they should be clean and\nhygienic themselves.

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“Are you clean and\nhygienic Nurse Slut?”

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“I hope so\nDoctor.”

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“Do you clean up\nyour snatch every day?”

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“As far as I can\nreach Doctor,” said Hayley, colouring a little.

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“Come into the\nexamination room.”

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Ryan led the way\ninto the dungeon room.

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“Perhaps you’d\nlike to lie down on the examination couch.”

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With a sense of\nforeboding Hayley lay on her back on the dungeon table. The leg and\narm areas had already been divided so she lay in a semi cross\nposition, legs akimbo. Ryan velcroed the ankle and wrist straps.

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“Right, let’s\nlook at your cunt.” He pulled her cunt lips apart as wide as he\ncould. She felt his eyes boring into her inner depths. \n

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“Looks dirty to\nme.”

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He went out of the\nroom and came back with a cylindrical brush that you would push down\na sink or use for cleaning long glasses and a bowl of soapy water.

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Hayley felt like you\ndo in the dentist’s just before they start drilling.

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Ryan put the brush\nin the water then opened her lips with one hand and pushed the brush\ninto her vagina. He got in an inch before Hayley began writhing.

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“Ohh, ohh.”

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He pushed it in\nmore. It hurt. It hurt a lot scraping against her delicate inner\ntissue. She could not stop her vagina contracting, making it worse.\nShe began screaming and jerking, her ass started rising and falling\nrapidly. Ryan made a final push. She was surprisingly resistant, but\nit all went in. He left it for a moment to give her time to recover\nand relax then pulled it out.

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Hayley let out a\nhigh pitched squeal that turned into a scream then changed to\nagonised moans as she dealt with the aftermath. Her whole cunt tube\nhurt. Ryan looked at the pain etched on her face and had second\nthoughts about doing it again in case it led to bleeding.

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“I think we should\nuse natural cleaning fluids nurse.”

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He flicked the water\noff the brush and approached her face. \n

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“Suck this and\ncover it with saliva.”

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The brush tasted of\nwashing up liquid, but Hayley laved it with her tongue and\ndesperately salivated. She asked for it to be pushed further into her\nmouth making her gag but creating more saliva and getting it on more\nof the brush. It came out dripping.

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“I think it might\ndamage me Doctor,” she said tremulously.

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“Important to be\nclean.”

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Ryan spat on her\ncunt hole and eased it in this time. Slowly, to much hip twisting and\ngroaning he got it in. He began pushing it up and down and twirling\nit around. Hayley jerked and shook. Her pelvis went up and down and\nshe screamed loudly. Water began running from her eyes. Finally Ryan\npulled it out. Hayley let out her loudest scream yet.. Her cunt tube\nfelt red raw as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, which in a\nsense it had been. And, she was aware, he was going to want sex with\nher later.

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She was turned over\nand the same thing done to her arse hole. It burned as if she had\neaten an over chillied curry. She hated to think how painful it was\ngoing to be when she went to the toilet.

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“Now your body\nnurse. I’m sure you smell.”

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He released her from\nthe table and took her to the bathroom. She hurt inside both holes.\nShe suspected she was going to hurt for some time.

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“If you would care\nto strip and stand in the bath. We don’t want to soil your\nuniform.”

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He exited while she\nundid the suspenders from the tunic and took off her shoes and\nstockings. She unzipped the tunic and slid it off her shoulders.

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“You can leave the\nhat,” he said as he returned with a bar of soap and a scrubbing\nbrush. So now her outside was going to feel like her inside.

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“Legs open, hands\nbehind head nurse.”

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Ryan put on some\nrubber gloves, rubbed the brush across the soap and began scrubbing\nher vigorously.

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“Aah! Oh! Ee!\nUuh!”

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Hayley twisted and\nturned as the rough bristles turned her once silky white skin into a\nroughened red.

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“Stay still\nnurse!”

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How could she stay\nstill? She tried. She didn’t want to be punished, She tried going\nrigid , but the brush going over areas already brushed was too much.\nTeas came yet again and she sobbed quietly. He moved her around and\nturned her doing front and back. He opened her ass cheeks to rub the\ninner parts. He did under her arms. He did her tits of course.

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“Aaaah! Aaaaaah! \nAaaaaaaah!” It became an almost continuous scream as he rubbed her\nsensitive tit skin raw and then moved between her legs. They kept\nclosing which annoyed him. He had to keep stopping to let her open\nthem again.

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“What a moaning\nMinnie you are,” he said to her continuous howls of anguish and\ntwisting and turning.

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At last the\n‘cleaning’ stopped. Hayley stood, legs parted, hands on head,\nnaked except for her collar, crying her heart out.

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Ryan looked at her\nreddened body. It was red everywhere except her face. It ruined her\nbeauty, but it made his dick hard. He wanted to pull her out and\nstuff it in her here and now, but restrained himself. He was going to\nbe using it in her mouth next anyway.

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“Very good Nurse\nSlut. I think you’d agree you’re much cleaner now.”

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Hayley, wet and\ncovered with water droplets and red as a beetroot from neckline to\nankle just stood and cried.

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“Wouldn’t you\nagree nurse?” he asked in a sharper tone.

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Hayley pulled\nherself together enough to blurt out a stammering reply of, “Yes\nDoctor. Much cleaner now,” and then burst into tears again.

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“No hanging around\nNurse. We need to clean your mouth next. Kneel down and face me with\nyour mouth open. You can move your hands off your head.”

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Oh God what now?\nthought Hayley. Not her mouth. Please not her mouth.

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“This time we will\nuse a more natural method.”

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Ryan dropped his\ntrousers, put some liquid soap on his hard cock and began pushing in\nand out of her mouth.

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Hayley automatically\nbegan using her tongue and lips to suck him.

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“What are you\ndoing nurse?”

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Ryan pulled out and\ngave her face a forehand and backhand.

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“What a slut you\nare. Just keep your mouth open so I can clean it properly. I want to\nwork up a good lather.”

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Ryan pushed in and\nout for five minutes, topping up the soap periodically. Soap slid\ndown her throat. She choked a little and the experience was not nice\nbut compared with many things Hayley was getting off lightly. At\nleast it was a painless interlude if her whole body feeling sore\ninside and out could be called painless.

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Eventually he\nstopped, put his soapy dick back in his pants and went to get her\nsomething to rinse the soap with. It was not really a surprise when\nhe returned with a glass of cold piss that had been in the fridge.

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“Here wash your\nmouth out with this natural rinse aid.”

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Hayley swashed the\npiss around her mouth and spat it down the sink until most of the\nsoap taste had been replaced with piss.

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“Thank you\nDoctor,” she said when she had finished. There was about an inch\nleft in the glass.

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“Might as well\ndrink that bit up Nurse. Organic things are good for the stomach as\nyou know.”

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“Yes Doctor.”\nHayley quickly drank back the remaining piss in the glass.

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“I think I need a\nbit of relief after that. Put your hands in the bath.”

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Hayley bent over the\nbath edge ass up, legs spread so Ryan could fuck her. Ryan pushed his\ncock in and began fucking her.

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Yes, Hayley thought,\nthat was her, fuckable on demand.

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He rammed in and out\nof her once personal hole for a few minutes then pulled out without\ncoming. The soap that had been on his cock hurt the soreness that was\nnow her fuck tube. She clenched her teeth until he eventually\nstopped. She half expected him to continue by fucking her arse but he\ndidn’t and moved on to the next thing.

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“You can get\ndressed again nurse.”

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A few minutes later\nthe sore skinned Hayley, once again in her ‘sexy’ nurse uniform\nreturned to the living room and stood in front of the table. The\nmaterial, though light, was now chafing her newly scrubbed body.

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“Now nurse, let us\nsee what other complaints we have.”

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He paused to look at\nan imaginary clipboard.

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“Distraction.”\nHe paused again to look at her. Hayley held her hands clasped in\nfront of her and looked at the floor.

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“Patients say that\nwhen giving oral massage or vaginal massage you are easily\ndistracted. Let us test that. Come around to this side and kneel in\nfront of me.”

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Ryan turned his\nchair sideways and Hayley did as requested. Ryan pulled the zipper of\nthe dress down and using her nipples pulled her tits out.

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“We’ll start\nwith a finger massage.”

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He held out his left\nhand and she began sucking each finger in turn. She sucked hard, kept\nher lips tight to the finger and tried to leave as little saliva\nbehind as possible on the final suck before moving on to the next\none.

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“Perhaps you\nshould look up at my face while you are doing it to check my\nsatisfaction rating.”

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Hayley looked up at\nhim. He admired her beautiful green eyes and her high cheek bones,\nthe hair pinned behind her ears that then fell forward to her\nshoulders leaving her face clear. As she reached the long middle\nfinger he reached down to twist her nipple. She carried on normally\nfor a moment but as he twisted harder it became impossible. She began\nto grunt, then squirm, then moan and then push down on his finger to\npush it deep within her mouth to control the pain and the scream she\nwanted to emit.

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He released and with\na grunt and an effort she tried to resume her finger sucking. As she\ntransferred from the middle to the ring finger he twisted sharply\nand unexpectedly. Her head shot back and her eyes lost contact with\nhim.

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“Aaaaaaaaah!”

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Her body squirmed\naround his grip. He enjoyed the gyrating movements and the agony on\nher face. He pulled towards him, left then right. Twisted it the\nother way using maximum pressure. When he finally let go she was left\ngasping and moaning.

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“I can see what\nthey mean,” he said, “you definitely lost contact there.

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“Didn’t you\nnurse?”

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She met his look and\nmouth still contorted with pain manged a “y, yes doctor.”

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“Yes nurse.” He\nnodded sagely. “Let’s try some toe massage. Kneel horizontal butt\nin the air so I can practice some finger toning on your butt cheeks.”

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Hayley assumed the\nposition and befan sucking his left big toe. Ryan could easily\nmassage her butt cheeks which he did for a moment while she put all\nher effort into being as sensuous as possible with his toe. As she\nmoved on to the next toe he reached for a paddle on the floor near\nhim and wacked it down on her firm rounded flesh.

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Hayley was caught\noff guard and her head roae for a moment to yelp with pain before\nquickly pulling herself together nad pushing her mouth quickly down\non the next toe. Another stroke came. Three, four, five, six came in\nrapid succession. It was all she could do to maintain her position\nand keep her arse facing the punishment. Her behind went down and\nround and from side to side to return to the central position and\nimmediately receive another punishing, slapping stroke. She didn’t\ndare put her mouth near one of his toes in case she bit it. Her teeth\nwere clenched and her head on its side pressed hard into the worn\ncarpet. Her splayed hands tried to grip the weave to steady herself\nbut there was nothing to grip.

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Whack!

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Whack!

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Whack!

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Ryan stopped when\nshe was a blubbering mess, her arse was black and blue and his dick\nwas crying out to come.

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“Open your cunt\nfor me cunt.”

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Crying and groaning\nshe put her hands behind her to pull open her labia. Once again\nexpose that personal hole for his satisfaction.

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Ryan looked at the\nopen rubbed raw hole, lined his dick up and pushed it in.

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Oh the relief! He\nfelt her tighten her cunt muscles. He held it in for a few moments\njust enjoying the feeling of her tight, warm tube. Her body and hole\nwere quivering from the pain he had inflicted. He reached under her\nto grab and squeeze her sore tits. The he began pushing in and out,\ntrying to delay the cum. Rocking back and forth into the sobbing girl\ndoing her best to please him. Then in and out faster. He gripped her\ntits harder and she moaned more. She yelped each time he shoved in\nand hit her agonised butt. She moaned continuously from the soreness\nof her cunt tube. As he gradually increased his rhythm, finding it\nvery difficult to control himself, he gripped her harder and banged\nagainst her harder until, with her quivering and yelping and moaning,\nhe finally rammed two super quick thrusts and squirted his semen, his\nspunk, his jizm, his whatever he felt like calling it, into her sore,\nscraped out fuck tube.

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Squirt, squirt,\nsquirt. She felt his ultimate possession of her splashing inside her\nraw hole. The cum he constantly refilled her with so she was never\nclean of him.

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He pulled out and\nfor a moment she nearly collapsed, but Ryan pulled her back by the\nhair, pulling her and spinning her slowly round so she could envelop\nhis slimy dick in her mouth and she began moving that tongue round\nhis shaft and head to lick and suck the slime off him.

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When he thought\nshe’d done enough he pulled his now soft dick out, stood up, gave\nher a hard shove with his foot so she went sprawling and he stepped\nback to collapse on his chair, now by the side of the ‘interview’\ntable.

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When he had\nrecovered he said, “yes, nurse. I see your patients were right. You\nare easily distracted. Go and clean yourself up. Your face looks a\nmess.”

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Her face! Her whole\nbody looked a mess. Red, sore, welted, bruised. It would take more\nthan a ‘clean up’ to get rid of all that.

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When she had cleaned\nherself up and returned, Ryan was semi hard again.

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“Yeah. Very good,”\nhe said, “anyway enough nurse stuff for now, strip off and lets go\nin the bedroom. I want to fuck you properly.”

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In bed Ryan made\nlove to her in his usual way, but it was from the usual way for\nHayley. He was very passionate. Very turned on. But every soft or\nrough caress caused her pain on her scrubbed skin, her arse hurt\nevery time it was pushed into the mattress or mauled by Ryan’s\nhands. The only thing that didn’t hurt was when he pushed his\ntongue into her mouth, kissing her long and deep as she moaned from\nthe pain in the other parts of her body and as he squeezed her tits.\nFinally he rolled on top of her and pushed himself inside her to hump\nand kiss her and maul her for the final time that night. She was\ncrying out in pain as the penis tore in and out of her and praying\nfor him to come. When he did finally splash yet more sperm into her\nand she screamed as his hands twisted and squeezed her tits, she\nsobbed with relief that at last it was over.

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Ryan rolled off her,\nlet her go down and clean him and then fell into a deep and satisfied\nsleep, his slave still awake for several hours beside him.

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Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Twenty Four

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Hayley\nbecomes a film star

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It was two weeks\nafter the Naughty Nurse role play and a Saturday. Unusually Ryan had\nforsaken his drinking buddies to go to a movie with Hayley on the\nFriday night so she had stayed over. She was now sitting on the sofa\nwith Ryan wearing her collar and a grey, flower patterned, short\ndress. The zip was pulled down to its usual place to enable tit\naccess and she was playing a video game with him, when he said, “I\nthought we ‘d go to the park today.”

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“Yes Master?” \n

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This was normally a\nbad thing, but there had to be some exceptions. She had sort of got\nused to people looking at her tits through thin tops. In more crowded\nplaces she normally wore slightly thicker tops that just showed a\ntrace of nipple or none. This was mainly to avoid embarrassment for\nRyan who didn’t like the mass attention they got otherwise and the\npotential problem with kids and teenagers. That and dirty, if\nlustful, looks from security guards.

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Parks though had\nenough people to embarrass her without causing any potential\nproblems.

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It was the other\nthings he made her do which upset Hayley.

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“We’re going to\na different one today. Denny’s coming.”

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Hayley’s heart\nsank. \n

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“I don’t like\nDenny Master.”

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“He’s a bit\nrough around the edges, a bit like his face,” he joked, “but he’s\nokay.”

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“He likes to hurt\nme Master.”

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“I like to hurt\nyou.”

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“You like to have\npower over me and break me. He likes to hear me scream.”

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“Deep,” he\npaused a moment, thinking about it then continued, “we’re going\nto make a film.”

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“A film!” \n

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She was so alarmed\nshe nearly forgot to add master, “Master.” She remembered the\nterrible punishment she’d got last time she had forgotten that\nsimple word.

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“Yeah. That and\ntake a few photos. It’ll give us something to watch together and I\nthought I could put the photos on the net and advertise your\nservices.”

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There was so much in\nthese two sentences Hayley didn’t know which to tackle first. Her\ngreen eyes had expanded and her whole face betrayed her fear.”

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“I can’t be in a\nfilm or on the net. What if my friends or people at work saw it? I’d\nlose my job Master.”

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“I won’t show\nyour face stupid and the film will be just for us.”

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Just for you, you\nmean, she thought.

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“What about Denny?\nHe’ll show it to other people Master.”

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“Yeah, I expect he\nwould. Just the sort of thing he’d like to do, but I won’t give\nhim a copy. He can just have some photos with no face showing.”

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“But he’ll show\nthose around! Master.”

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“Yeah, but apart\nfrom the guys you met in the pub, nobody will know who you are.”

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“But they will\nMaster.” she exclaimed in alarm.

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“Yeah, it might be\na bit embarrassing when you meet them again knowing they’ve seen\nyour cunt and tits and all, but you’ll get over it.”

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Hayley wouldn’t\nget over it. She’d never get over it.

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“Master, and what\nif the photos show other things?”

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“What you being\nfucked and such like, that’s okay. We won’t show any whipping or\nanything. That’s just between you, me and Denny. Well and your\nsister I suppose, but we’ll sort her out after she next comes up.”

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Hayley fell silent.\nThere must be some way she could change his mind. They carried on\nplaying the jumping, fighting game they had been playing. Ryan\nnoticed a marked deterioration in her play. He leaned across to slid\na hand into her dress and fondle a tit.

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“It’ll be okay.”

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No, it wouldn’t.\nIt wouldn’t be okay. She was so upset she had completely missed the\npart about “advertising her services”. \n

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She tried\nunsuccessfully during the rest of the morning to get him to change\nhis mind but with no success. Ryan let her go on as he enjoyed seeing\nher so scared.

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At 12.00pm the\ndoorbell rang and Denny arrived. Once again she noticed the 32 year\nold man’s scar near his left eye, his broken nose and yellow\nstained teeth. His skin looked pretty rough too.

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“Hi cunt,” he\nsaid cheerily.

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“Hello Denny.”\nShe forced a smile in case she got told off.

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“Give him a hug\nand a kiss,” said Ryan, “he is going to be filming for us.”

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Hayley rose to hug\nhim and kiss him on the cheek, but Denny quickly grasped her hair\nwith one big hand and pulled her head back to deep kiss her. His\nother he pushed between her legs to hold her cunt.

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He let her go with a\nmalicious smile. “She’s wearing too many clothes.”

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Ryan ignored him and\ntold Hayley to make them some lunch and then they would leave.

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When they were ready\nRyan said she could wear her cheerleader outfit. The red and white\npleated mini skirt, the red and white crop top with “THE BEARS”\non it, red and white trainers and of course the red dog collar. As\nwith the nurse outfit, the panties were left off.

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They piled into her\ncar. Ryan had his usual shoulder bag of toys and Denny had already\nbegun filming. He gave her the sat nav address. It was fifty miles.\nWhen they arrived and were a hundred metres up the track leaving the\ncar park on the ‘blue’ walk Denny said, “I still think she’s\nwearing too much.”

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“Yeah,” Ryan\nagreed and then to Hayley, “remove the top slut.”

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Hayley hesitated\nonly a fraction. She remembered what she had been told. Obey\nimmediately without thinking or having any time for emotion. She\npulled it off. Ryan took it and put it in his bag. Hayley’s 37 C’s\nhung loose in the summer sun. She expected this was why he had made\nher cover herself with sun lotion before leaving. At the time she\nthought it was for the dog play they always did in parks. This was\nwhy they had come to a park further away than normal she supposed. So\nshe could display her tits to anyone who happened to pass by. And\nthey would. They always did.

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“I reckon her\nshoes as well,” said Denny who had begun filming. Hayley looked at\nRyan who nodded. She took off the trainers and Ryan put the unwanted\nitems in his bag. So now she walked with just her red and white skirt\nand collar.

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Denny filmed her\nbouncing tits and the wincing and pain on her face as her bare feet\nstepped on stones or grit on the path. She looked down to avoid them,\nbut Denny said “look at the camera cunt. Look ahead.”

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Hayley walked while\nDenny circled her and filmed her bouncing tits and hurting face for a\nminute or two.

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“We should whip\nher back as she walks,” Denny suggested.

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“Let’s just\nstroll for a bit,” Ryan replied, “it’s a nice day.”

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Hayley walked\nmiserably wondering who they would bump into first. It was normally\npensioners, but sometimes it was kids on bikes. This time it was two\nboys perhaps just eighteen on bikes.

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“Christ,” said\nthe first one, a brown haired boy with big ears, as he skidded his\nbike to a stop a couple of metres in front of them, “look at her!”

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It had to be kids.\nThey always made comments about her not wearing a bra and now they\nhad something to really look at. Older people would pretend not to\nnotice or make some comment after they had passed.

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“She’s got nice\ntits,” said the other with curly hair and spots.

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Hayley stared\nfixedly ahead. They had all stopped walking as the boys were in front\nof them. Ryan smiled and said, “Hi, how’re you doing?”

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Denny began filming\nsome more.

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“Okay thanks,”\nsaid the first boy, who seemed the most self confident, “she with\nyou?”

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Ryan glanced at\nHayley, “Yeh. We’re making a film.”

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“A porn film?”

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“Kinda. You want\nto be in it?”

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“Us?”

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“Yeah. We can hide\nyour faces. You want to look at her cunt? Rachel,” he said to\nHayley, deliberately using a false name, “lift your skirt up.” He\nlooked back at the boys. “She’s a cheerleader, but she lost some\nof her uniform.”

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Hayley lifted her\nskirt. She wanted to close her eyes, but she knew it wouldn’t be\nallowed. And now she was showing everything she had to a pair of\nschool kids, feeling the same shame and humiliation she had felt the\nfirst time she’d first had to make herself available to Denny.

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The two boys put\ntheir bikes down and approached for a better look.

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“She’s been\npracticing showing herself recently. Bend over and show them how you\ncan display yourself.”

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Hayley, face\nflushed, turned around to show them her beautiful ass before opening\nher legs, bending over and using her fingers to hold open her ass\ncheeks and her cunt lips wide. Water welled in her eyes.

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“Wow, you can see\nright down her hole.”

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Ryan snapped a few\npictures and Denny filmed, long shot and close up.

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“That’s some\ndisplayed cunt. You’ve been teaching her good Ry.”

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Ryan smiled at the\ncompliment.

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The boys stared.\nBulges appeared in their shorts.

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“Touch her if you\nwant.”

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Hayley felt some\nfingers stroking her labia and poking tentatively into her hole.

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“Okay, stand up.\nLet them feel your tits.”

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Hayley stood and\nturned around holding her skirt up as she had been last instructed.\nThe kids felt her tits, stroked them, squeezed them, pulled them a\nbit by the nipples. The brown haired boy slipped a hand to cop a feel\nof her cunt.

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“Mighty fine man.”

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“Yeah. Mighty\nfine,” repeated the curly haired boy.

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“You want to fuck\nher?”

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The two boys looked\nspeechless and disbelieving.

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“We’re making a\nfilm remember?”

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“Well, I guess if\nit’s okay….”

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“Yeah, lets get\noff the beaten track a bit.”

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“Okay slut,\nperhaps you’d better cover that cunt now.”

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Hayley dropped her\nskirt. Her bottom lip was trembling and the rest of her body didn’t\nseem very firm. They walked off the track into the woods, the boys\npushing their bikes. After a few minutes they found a spot that\nseemed suitably private. There was some moss and grass and some ferns\naround the edge.

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“Guess you can\ntake the skirt off now.”

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Hayley complied.

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“What’s she\nwearing around her neck?” The conversation continued as it had\nthroughout as if Hayley was deaf or not there, except it was her they\nwere talking about.

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“It’s a dog\ncollar. Look.” Ryan pulled the ring part of the collar round from\nthe back of Hayley’s neck to the front. “She likes being a\nbitch.” He smiled broadly. The boys laughed.

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“Tell you what,\nshe’ll get on all fours and you can enter her from the back. After\na couple of goes you can lie her on her back and pump her that way.\nYou can kiss her and squeeze her tits that way.”

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“Rachel!”

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Hayley got on all\nfours to present herself to the boy. The boy hadn’t been sure what\nto do so was glad Ryan had given him some instructions. He just hoped\nhe didn’t come the moment he got inside her.

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Denny filmed as the\nboy knelt and lowered his pants. His penis was rock hard already and\nhe pushed it straight in.

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“No clenching\nRachel!”

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Ryan didn’t want\nher to make the boys come even faster than they no doubt would.

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Rachel felt the\npenis enter her and the boy’s balls slap against her. He did a few\nstrokes then pulled out and turned her over. She lay on her back\nlooking at the sky. The boy lay on top of her with his pants around\nhis ankles and pushed in again. This time he put an awkward arm\naround her neck while feeling one of her tits with the other and\nkissed her. Hayley opened her mouth obligingly and felt his tongue\nlap inside her. He came quickly. Hayley felt him spurting inside her.\nGushing inside her. There was a lot of it filling her womb.

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“I’m afraid\nthat’s all I can do,” he said apologetically.

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“Don’t worry,\nthat’s fine. We want it quick for the film anyway. Curly? He\naddressed the other boy with the pimples.

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“Uh, yeah,\nthanks.” He dropped his pants and lay on top of her. He copied his\nfriend, putting it in and kissing her and feeling her left tit,\nsqueezing it in and out. He pumped a bit longer than his friend\nbefore he too shot a large load inside her. He was putting his wet\npenis away when Ryan said, “it’s okay. She’ll clean it for\nyou.”

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Hayley quickly sat\nup and knelt by the boy to lick and suck his now small cock clean.

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“And the other\none.”

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The other boy took\nhis soft cock out and had it cleaned too. He smiled broadly. Hayley\nthen knelt back and waited for instructions. She was trying hard to\nkeep her mind blank. Keep her surging emotions under control. They\nwouldn’t be pleased if she cried in front of the boys. She felt\nsome sperm dribbling out of her. \n

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“That’s amazing\nman. Amazing.”

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“Glad you enjoyed\nit.”

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“Hey can we take\nsome pictures.”

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The boys had been\ncaught so off guard they had forgotten to take pictures.

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“No,” said Ryan,\nbefore they could get their phones out, “we don’t want everyone\nseeing her.”

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“Aw, just one\nman.”

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“One each of her\ncunt then,” he signed to Hayley to lie back and open her legs and\nsigned to her to put her hands over her face. The two boys took a\npicture.

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“You can see our\nspunk coming out of her,” the curly haired boy said.

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“Yeah, time for\nher to clean up now. Anyway thanks for coming boys.”

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The two boys went\noff. Hayley knelt and cleaned herself with her fingers, sucking the\nunfamiliar sperm off her fingers. When she had finished and Denny had\nfilmed it all she burst into tears.

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“Pull yourself\ntogether slut,” Ryan said to the naked kneeling girl, “it was\nonly a fucking.”

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“Yeah, we’ll\nthink of lots of things to do to you yet,” added Denny, “C’mon,\ncover your cunt and lets get going.”

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Hayley put her skirt\nback on and followed the two men deeper into the wood. More sperm\nseeped out of her and started trickling down her leg. Apart from the\noccasional twig there were not so many things to hurt her feet and\nbeing behind the boys, who weren’t interested in looking at her\nskirted back, she could look down. Looking down suited the misery of\nher condition. So now she was to become a whore, fucking anybody they\nliked. She shed a tear and looking down watched her tits bounce as\nshe walked.

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They carried on\nuntil they found a clearing Ryan liked. It had a large rock and some\nsmaller ones and a small pile of dog shit indicating perhaps it was a\nspot marked by a dog. He sat on the rock and told Hayley to remove\nher skirt and kneel in slave position, legs wide pen and hands on\nback of head. He threw her leash from his bag to Denny who lashed her\nhard across the back with it, “to teach her, her place”, causing\nher to flinch and attached it to her collar.

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“Guess it’s the\nusual doggy time,” said Ryan, “except this time we’ll film you\nand take some pics.

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“Yeh, then we’ll\nfuck you with a stick,” said Denny, “before we fuck you\nourselves. Display your ass and cunt again, I liked that.”

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Hayley knelt forward\nto stick her ass up and once again used her hands to show as much of\nher ass hole and cunt hole as possible. Denny had turned her face so\nit was in the dirt.

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“Yeah, that’s\nhow a whore should look.”

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He poked a finger in\nher gaping sex hole.

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“She’s still got\nspunk coming out of her.”

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He kept her like it\nfor several minutes, occasionally slapping her ass cheeks and\nderiding her with comments such as “all a woman’s good for,\nfucking and cooking.” and “all a woman’s good for entertaining\nher betters with her bits.”.

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“Entertain us\ncunt. Do some exercises.”

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Ryan sat on the rock\nand watched.

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Hayley watched Denny\nfilming her as she went through her exercise routine. Star jumping to\nbounce her tits, squatting to show her cunt and the various other\ndemeaning routines. He made her roll on the ground to get dirty. “A\ndirty skin for a dirty girl”. Then Denny took her leash and took\nher for her walk around the perimeter, lifting her leg to piss on the\ntree trunks to mark her territory, woof woofing after each action and\nsniffing and licking her piss as if to check it. Ryan filmed. Denny\nhad borrowed a short whip from the bag and kept using it to slash at\nher back. Ryan would occasionally say, “can you lift your leg\nhigher so I can get a better shot of your cunt” or “can you stick\nyour tongue out more when you lick the piss stain”.

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Hayley went round\nexhibiting her body and extreme porno actions for the cameras. She\nwondered how they kept coming up with ideas to make her sink to even\nlower depths than she was already at. Miserably she carried on. She\nhad no choice.

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When they had\nfinished Ryan showed her some of the stills.

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“Look at this one,\nreally shows your piss hole where the piss is coming out. Look at\nthis one where you’re licking the piss puddle at the bottom of the\ntree. Anyway there’s some dogshit over here, so you can just sniff\nand lick that and we’re finished. With this bit anyway.”

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Hayley had done this\nthe first time she was made to be a dog and been sick. Ryan handed\nthe camera to Denny and took the leash. Hayley’s back was covered\nin red lines where Denny had whipped her which wasn’t the look Ryan\nreally wanted, but never mind.

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“Try and get some\nshots where her back doesn’t show.”

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He pulled on the\nleash and Hayley crawled to the small pile of shit. She bent down to\nsniff it. She felt herself heave. She didn’t want to do this it was\ndangerous. She could catch something serious.

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“Hang on.” \n

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Denny pushed her\nhair back so the camera would have a better view. Ryan got ready with\nthe phone for the stills. Hayley sniffed it again.

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“Good bitch, sniff\nit all over.” Hayley moved her head around the pile sniffing and\nswallowing hard to keep control of her stomach. “Now lick. Big\nlicks.” Hayley closed her eyes and gave a big lick. The shit stuck\nto her tongue and she started heaving. Denny lashed the whip across\nher ass.

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“Lick it bitch.\nThis is great. See her face. Really contorted.”

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She managed three\nlicks before she was sick. Denny quickly grabbed her hair so she was\nsick on the camera side.

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“Stupid bitch,”\nhe shouted and lashed her ass again.

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“Uuuuh, uuuuuh,\nuugh,” Hayley retched.

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“Come on then.\nLick up the sick.”

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Hayley looked at him\nwith distraught eyes, still heaving.

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“Put it back where\nit came from. Lick it up bitch or else.”

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Fear overcame horror\nand Hayley tried to lick up her own sick. But every time she put her\ntongue in it she just retched again.

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“This is great,”\nsaid Denny, “can’t wait to watch it again.”

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Eventually Ryan\npulled her off by the leash and had her kneel by the rock. She knelt\ncrestfallen, her mouth full of the taste of dog shit and puke.

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Ryan and Denny sat\non the rock and looked at some of the footage and the stills.

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“Pretty\nimpressive,” Ryan said.

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“Damn right,”\nreplied Denny, “look at the despair in her eyes and how she screws\nher face up. We should have pushed her face in it.”

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“Yeah, she looks\ngood covered in dirt and everything. I think we passed a pool on the\nway here.”

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“Yeah, we could\nthrow her in and she could clean herself up.”

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Ryan grabbed\nHayley’s leash and she crawled to heel as he took her the five\nminute crawl to the pond. He didn’t throw her in but told her to\nget in and wash herself. He also gave her a bottle of water so she\ncould rinse out her mouth.

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“Thank you\nMaster.”

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“Yeah, well I\ndon’t want you smelling bad when I put my cock in you.”

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“No Master.”

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She inched her way\nthrough the weeds and plants around the shallow edges of the pool\nuntil she was about a metre in and the none too clean looking water\ncame to her waist. The water was cold. She took a breath and dipped\ndown to her neck to get all the dirt off. She used her hands to wash\nwith the water and rolled the water from the bottle around her mouth\nand spat it out. Eventually, clean but shivering with the cold she\ncame out.

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“Let’s go back\nto the clearing and fuck her,” said Denny, “my cock needs some\nrelief.”

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Doggy time over\nHayley was allowed to walk ahead of them back to the clearing while\nthey watched her undulating ass. Back at the clearing the sun had\nwarmed her a little and more or less dried her off. Ryan dried off\nher cunt and underside of her tits with her skirt and lay it on the\nrock to dry. Denny had his pants off and told her to get sucking. She\nknelt down to start, but he grabbed her hair and just started ramming\nhis hard dick down her throat, in and out, balls slapping against her\nchin, pubic hair hitting her nose.

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“A good face\nfucking. That’s what I feel like,” he said, “or perhaps I\nshould say giving a good face fucking,” and redoubled his efforts.\nHayley was gagging and retching for another reason now. Gasping for\nair and gagging as her throat tried to expel the intruder that was\npushing a good two inches into it. After all this time with Ryan,\nHayley knew how to take his cock down her throat, but that was when\nshe was in control, not when she was being brutally face raped.

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He released her hair\nand pushed hard in and out, giving her a little more time to breathe\nand react. He reached down to pull her tits up by their nipples and\npinched and pulled them. Hayley groaned and her face twisted with the\npain. His cock pistoned in and out of her while pain erupted from her\nnipples and stretched tits. He pulled back for a moment to slap her\nback and forth.

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Splat! Splat!

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Splat! Splat!

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Then back to shoving\nit in and out and abusing her tits.

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This alternation\nbetween tit torture, face fucking and slapping continued for about\nfive minutes. Tears were streaming down Hayley’s face from the\nslapping. Her cheeks were on fire. Her nipples sent piercing pain to\nher brain, while her screams were muffled by the never ending\npummelling of her throat by his cock.

\n\n

He pulled out. But\ninstead of yet another series of slaps he gave her a hard push with\nhis foot to send her sprawling, gasping and moaning onto the floor.\nQuick as a flash he was down on her pulling her into doggy position\nand fucking her cunt while pulling her head back forcefully. It felt\nlike he was trying to tear her hair out. While her head was back and\nmouth forced open Ryan could not resist ambling to the jerking, cunt\nfucked girl and forcing his own dick into her mouth. \n

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Hayley couldn’t\nclose her mouth to suck him because of Denny pulling back on her\nhair. Ryan just pushed his own dick back and forth down her throat\nwhile she cried out “aaah, aaah, aaaaaah,” continuously from the\nhair pain.

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Denny started\nslapping her ass. She was lucky the whip wasn’t in reach. Denny was\nbeginning to make noises, about to come. Before that he pushed her\nsideways so she rolled onto the grass, bent down to roll her on her\nback and jumped on her to stick his dick back in her cunt. He started\nsqueezing one of her tits and used his other hand to hold her head\nwhile he deep kissed her. She moaned in pain against his tongue and\nthen he was coming. A third load of male cum was shot into her womb.\nHe pushed his dick hard against her each time a new load shot out.

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Denny sighed as the\nfinal blob came out. \n

\n\n

“Uuh, uuh, uuh,\nhaaaaaaah,” \n

\n\n

He lay on her for a\nfew moments recovering from his huge spend. Hayley cried underneath\nhim, her tits and face cheeks hurting and stinging.

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When he did get off,\nRyan lay on her and began fucking her. Now he was pushing his\ntongue deep into her and squeezing her tit while she screamed and\nbucked and jerked underneath him. It was like she was going to be\nraped for ever. He pulled out a few times to painfully slap her cunt\nbefore pushing back in for another rut. At one stage he pushed her\nlegs high and shoved into her ass hole. He hammered in and out for a\nfew minutes, holding her legs high with his left arm while slapping\nher thighs with his right hand before returning to her cunt.

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More kissing and\nsqueezing, more cunt slapping, more rutting and finally he came too,\npulsating and rippling, shooting his load after load into her now\nspunk filled womb.

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He rolled off her\nonto his back. She had stopped crying and though exhausted and mind\nreeling, she managed to roll over to him and get down to clean the\nmixed cock spunk and her juices off his dick. Ryan looking down at\nher avid licking and sucking and thought of her swallowing a sex\njuice cocktail. Perhaps he should try and make one for her one day or\nwhen they got back tonight. He rolled away to leave her lying\nexhausted on the grass, spunk once again dribbling from her fucked\nhole. Obediently, almost without thinking in her exhausted state, she\nbegan cleaning herself with her fingers and sucking it off till it\ntemporarily stopped dripping. She lay there full of spunk and her\nmouth full of the taste of her two tormentors.

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Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Twenty Five

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Back at the bungalow\nHayley was sent to clean herself up and make herself look attractive\nfor them

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“Don’t forget\nthe eye gloss,” Ryan said.

\n\n

She returned, hair\nwashed, body clean and scented, teeth brushed and light make up with\npale pink kiss proof lipstick. She wore the cheerleader outfit and\nher collar. Ryan told her to put a bell on the collar and take her\ntop off. She sat between them on the sofa so they could grope her as\nthey wished and they watched the movie they had made.

\n\n

Hayley watched\nmortified at the things she had been made to do. The two boys rubbed\nin the humiliation with their crude comments as always made as if she\nwas not there.

\n\n

“You’ve captured\nher tits bouncing really well,” said Ryan, as they watched the\nbeginning of the film. Hayley walked barefoot and topless down the\nvehicle track. Hayley winced watching it. She remembered how painful\nit had been on her feet.

\n\n

“Yeah, she’s\nwincing well too. Good idea of mine to make her take her shoes off.”

\n\n

“Ha ha, look at\nthose guys’ faces,” said Denny as they watched the two boys after\ndismounting from their bikes.

\n\n

“They certainly\ngot an eyeful of her there.” They were watching Hayley bend over\nand open herself up for view. “I taught her that when we were\nplaying a nurses and doctors game”.

\n\n

“Yeh. See right\ninto her hole,” said Denny smirking.

\n\n

Hayley watched as\nthe scene moved to the two boys fucking her. Ryan and Denny made\ncrude comments and jokes throughout while Hayley relived the\nnightmare. At the end the camera zoomed in to the sperm trickling out\nof her and when the boys had left to her cleaning herself with her\nfingers and swallowing their mixed cum until her cunt and fingers\nwere clean. She was so used to it now that she wasn’t even making a\nface. Just another whore at work she thought bitterly. No tissues.\nJust use your fingers. Denny summed it up for her.

\n\n

“Look at that.\nWhat a whore!” \n

\n\n

He leant over to\nmaul a tit and kiss her. She obediently opened her mouth and kissed\nhim back as she was supposed to. Inside she was feeling sick to her\nstomach watching her own antics.

\n\n

There followed the\ndog sequence with lots of shots of her tongue licking piss and her\ncunt from behind. Then the dog shit.

\n\n

“Look at her face\nscrewing up as she sniffs it,” said Denny. “Look at her shoulders\nmove as she heaves. She’s not heevy, she’s my sister,” he\nparaphrased an old song. They both laughed.

\n\n

Then there were the\npictures of her puking. Denny re-ran some of it in slow motion. You\ncould see the anguish in her eyes. Then the motions on her face as\nshe tried to lick up her own sick. Hayley looked away.

\n\n

“You gotta look,”\nsaid Ryan, “that’s the fun.”

\n\n

It moved to her\nwashing in the pond and some shots of her ass wiggling as she walked\nahead of them and then the fucking. She had been so caught up in\nsurviving Denny’s assault she hadn’t noticed that Ryan was\nfilming. There was a downward shot as he put his cock in her mouth\nand her head jerking back and forth from Denny pounding her at the\nother end. He had passed the camera to Denny when he had taken over\nfucking her himself and then a close up of more sperm dribbling out\nof her hole and her cleaning herself again with her fingers.

\n\n

“It’s like a\ncocktail for her,” said Ryan.

\n\n

“Yeah, a fuck\ncocktail. Makes me want to come in a glass and make her drink it\nnow.”

\n\n

“Tell you what\nlet’s fuck her now, but instead of coming in her spunk soaked hole\nwe could pull out and do it in a glass. Mix it with just a little\npiss and film her drinking it.”

\n\n

This was what they\ndid. Hayley was bent over hands on the sofa, ass in the air, skirt\nprotecting nothing and they took it in turns to fuck her and pull out\nto shoot into a wine glass. Ryan added a bit of his piss, Denny added\na bit of his. Ryan tried to scrape some cunt juice from her to put\nin.

\n\n

Okay now drink it.\nDon’t forget to thank us for letting you drink our cum and piss\nafterwards and don’t screw up your face. It’s an honour. Wash it\naround your mouth like a good wine then swallow.

\n\n

Hayley did as they\nasked.

\n\n

“Thank you Ryan\nand Denny for letting me drink your cum and piss.”

\n\n

“Great. A good end\nto the film I reckon. Anyway I’ve got to go, but I think I can\nmanage one last fuck before I go.”

\n\n

He put her back in\nthe same position on the sofa and fucked her again. Surprisingly it\nonly took him five minutes to come, mauling her tits and calling her\nnames. The he zipped up, gave her ass a friendly slap and left. Ryan\nsaw him to the door while Hayley stayed in her bent over position yet\nmore sperm dribbling out and down her leg.

\n\n

Ryan returned and\ntold her she could stand up and get him a beer. She gave it to him on\nher knees as required. He patted the sofa so she could sit next to\nhim.

\n\n

“Still quite\nearly, really. A bit of an anti-climax now.” \n

\n\n

He pulled her to him\nand began kissing her. His hand slipped between her legs and two\nfingers slid into her messy hole.

\n\n

“Yuk, Denny’s\nfucking spunk.” he pulled his fingers out and put them in her mouth\nto clean, then told her to rinse her mouth and cunt out. When she\nreturned he carried on kissing and fingering her.

\n\n

During a break he\nsaid, “I’ve agreed to give Denny a copy of the film.”

\n\n

“I’ll lose my\njob Master. You said you wouldn’t. He’ll show it to everyone!”

\n\n

“I told him I’d\nhave to edit it to take out anything showing your face. He’s not\nhappy, but he sees my point.”

\n\n

“He’ll tell your\nfriends it’s me.”

\n\n

“He may, but\nthey’re okay and anyone else he shows it to won’t know who you\nare. I’ll try and get him not to though. I’m not sure watching\nporn films in company is their sort of thing anyway.”

\n\n

“It will be if\nit’s someone they know Master.”

\n\n

“True. I suppose\nit might be a bit embarrassing for you when you come for a drink\nagain. But hey, ho.”

\n\n

Embarrassing.\nMortifying! Everyone eyeing her and her knowing they’ve all seen\nher naked and performing revolting acts.

\n\n

“I’ll cut out\nthe dog bit and the fucking the boys bit. Mind you there won’t be\nmuch left then. Shit. I guess he’ll just have to settle for some\npictures. After all he had a good day didn’t he? I don’t want\npeople thinking you’re a slut. You’re my girlfriend. I think I’ll\ntext him now and tell him not to tell anyone anything.”

\n\n

Ryan sent a longish\ntext. There was some toing and froing and then he put the phone down.

\n\n

“Sorted. He’ll\nsay nothing. He’s not interested in just a few naked pictures and\nI’ve agreed he can have a weekend with you here on his own when I\nvisit home in a couple of weeks.”

\n\n

Hayley’s relief at\nthe saving of her career and future was now replaced by panic\ninstead.

\n\n

“You’re going to\ngive me to him Master! You can’t. I’m yours.”

\n\n

“Only for a\nweekend.”

\n\n

“He’ll hurt me.”\n

\n\n

She threw herself\nonto her knees in front of him and held his legs looking up at him.\nThere were tears in her eyes. \n

\n\n

“Please, Master,\nplease. He’ll damage me. He’ll stick big things up me. You said\nyou don’t want my holes loose. You like them tight. He’ll hang\nheavy things from my tits and make them droopy. He’ll do something\nthat’ll permanently mark me.” \n

\n\n

She burst into tears\nand began frantically kissing his knees. \n

\n\n

“Please Master.\nPlease Master. Please don’t give me to him.” She fell to kissing\nhis feet. “I won’t be able to stand a weekend of continuous\ntorture. He’ll break my mind. I won’t be any good to you then\nMaster. I won’t be good for anyone. I’ll only be fit for a crazy\nhome. He’ll permanently damage me. He’ll ruin my tits and holes.\nPlease Master, please Master,” she sobbed, “I’ll do anything.\nPlease don’t leave me alone with him for two days and nights.”

\n\n

Ryan was taken aback\nat the strength of her reaction. Was Denny really that bad? Hayley\ncontinued to babble and cry at his feet. She was getting hysterical.\nShe had torn her clothes off to grovel naked. He had never seen her\nhysterical even with all the things he had done to her. He ummed and\naahed to himself. He had promised Denny now and he’d be pissed off\nhe couldn’t have the film. He’d have to give him something.

\n\n

In the end he\ndecided he would tell Denny that his parents wanted to meet her so\nshe would have to come to his Sunday lunchtime. Denny could have her\nSaturday and overnight though.

\n\n

“He bent down and\npulled Hayley up to her knees by her hair. He slapped her a couple of\ntimes and said, “calm down cunt. Calm down.”

\n\n

“Please Master.\nPlease Master.” She continued to sob hysterically. She was scared\nstiff.

\n\n

“I tell you what\nI’ll do. I’ll just give you to him for one day, Saturday. Sunday\nmorning you can drive to West Birmingham and meet my parents.”

\n\n

“He’ll still do\nthings. He’ll do unspeakable things. He might make me walk naked in\nthe shopping centre. You won’t know what he’s doing. It could\ncause you embarrassment too Master. He could hurt me so bad I can’t\ncome to your parents. I may have to be off work for a week. I’ll\nlose my job.”

\n\n

“I’ll make a\nlist of rules for him to follow. No heavy weights, tit stretching, no\nbig things up your holes. Things like that.”

\n\n

“Please Master.\nPlease Master. Please don’t give me to him.”

\n\n

“You’ve got to\nbe given to him. I’ve agreed it. I’ve told you I’ll safeguard\nyou. I’ll chat with him and I’ll write it down where you can both\nsee it. Now pull yourself together.”

\n\n

He put her across\nhis knee and gave her a spanking until her ass was red and she was\ncrying from pain instead of fear. He yanked her off by her hair and\npulled her into a kneeling position in front of him. Holding her hair\nback, so she had to look at him, he slapped her hard a few times.

\n\n

“You do as I say.\nQuestion me any more and you’ll be really punished. Now be a good\nfuck cunt, put your skirt and top on and make us both a coffee.”

\n\n

……………………………………………………….

\n\n

Ryan did as he had\npromised and two weeks later Hayley, Ryan away visiting his parents,\nsat on his sofa wearing a mid thigh grey dress with zip down to show\na modest amount of cleavage and her collar, ring to the front and\nwaited for Denny to arrive. The doorbell rang. She bit her lip and\nwent to answer it.

\n\n

“Hi Denny.” \n

\n\n

She spoke brightly\nand smiled cheerfully.

\n\n

“Come in. I’m\nlooking forward to our time together. We can get to know each other\nbetter.”

\n\n

“I doubt it,”\nDenny replied roughly, “take the dress off.”

\n\n

Hayley trembled.\nThere was to be no chance of even starting to talk to him equally.\nShe unzipped the dress and let it fall to the floor. Plan A failed.\nThere was no plan B. She was now just a naked sex object with a\ncollar saying she’d do anything she was told to.

\n\n

“Get me a coffee.”

\n\n

It was 11 o’clock\nand for the next hour he had Hayley do her exercises and pose for\nhim. When she was doing a squat or bending over to touch her toes he\nwould tell her to freeze and just have her hold that position for up\nto five minutes while he just looked at her. There had been no chat.\nJust him coming in and commanding her.

\n\n

Several times he had\nher bending over standing up or on all fours doing the full exposure\nof her cunt and ass hole with her fingers. He had her lie on her back\nand open her legs wide until they were trembling with the effort and\nthen pull her cunt open as wide as possible. He had brought a bag\nwith him. She was scared what he would take out of it when her body\nexhibition was over. She knew he was just trying to humiliate her and\nestablish control over her. It worked. By the time it was over she\nfelt that her tits and ass and cunt belonged as much to him as to\nherself. Ryan had hypnotised her so she had to obey whatever Denny\ntold her to do as if it were himself. Denny did not know this of\ncourse, but she suspected it was how he would proceed anyway.

\n\n

He reached into his\nbag and took out a table tennis bat and ball. He told her to stay on\nher back with her cunt held open and went into the dungeon room. He\ncame back with a crop.

\n\n

“Okay, you can get\nup. I think we’ve seen enough of your snatch for now. I want you to\nhit this ping pong ball against the wall. Each time you miss you are\ngoing to retrieve the ball and put it at your feet. You will bend\nover to pick it up and say “I’m sorry I missed Denny. I’m such\na stupid cunt. Please swipe me with the crop”. Then I’ll swipe\nyou with the crop. It’s a sort of breaking the ice game.”

\n\n

Or breaking the girl\ngame, Hayley thought. So it was to begin.

\n\n

“We’ll play for\nabout ten or fifteen minutes so how much you get swiped is down to\nyou.”

\n\n

She faced the wall\nand batted the ball gently against the wall. It bounced back and she\nhit it again. It bounced to the right and she stepped quickly to the\nright to knock it back. This caused it to bounce to the left and she\nhad to run quickly to knock it back. It went too far to the right and\nbounced back onto the floor. Denny enjoyed watching the naked girls\nass and tits bounce as she played.

\n\n

She retrieved the\nball. Faced the wall, put the ball down in front of her and still\nholding the bat bent over.

\n\n

“I’m sorry I\nmissed Denny. I’m such a stupid cunt. Please swipe me with the\ncrop.”

\n\n

Denny swiped her\nwith the crop. She cried out, picked up the ball and tried again. She\nmanaged four times.

\n\n

“I’m sorry I\nmissed Denny. I’m such a stupid cunt. Please swipe me with the\ncrop.”

\n\n

She cried out and\npicked up the ball. As the game progressed the pain increased and\nHayley became more and more desperate to improve her hit back rate.\nNear the end she would look very wild eyed as she stretched\ndesperately to reach a difficult shot only to miss it next time. At\nlast the game finished. Hayley’s behind had fourteen crop lines.\nShe knelt in front of him. He looked down on her and spat on her\nface.

\n\n

“Whose the\nsuperior one. You or me?”

\n\n

“You are Denny.\nThat’s why I am on my knees.”

\n\n

“Why are you\ninferior.”

\n\n

“Because I’m a\nstupid cunt who can’t hit a ball against a wall.”

\n\n

Denny gave her a\nthin smile.

\n\n

“Yeah, ‘cause\nyou’re a stupid cunt and I’m a clever dick. Now let’s see you\ndance.”

\n\n

For the next ten\nminutes Denny sat on the sofa and criticised her dancing for not\nbeing sexual enough.

\n\n

“Move your hips\nleft and right more. Smile more. Turn and wiggle your ass. You must\nhave seen how strippers dance.”

\n\n

Hayley wasn’t sure\nshe had but tried to imagine it and did her best. She wiggled her\ntits and hurting, striped ass, pushed out her cunt towards him, waved\nher arms, slid them up and down her body and ran them over her tits\nand between her legs. Pout more. Smile. Be sexy. Look like you enjoy\nperforming for me. Eventually he called a halt.

\n\n

We’re going out.\nCover your bits and we’ll go.”

\n\n

“What shoes should\nI wear?”

\n\n

“Oh you are an\nobedient one. Whatever fits.”

\n\n

Hayley put on black\nfour inch heels with the original grey dress, slid the ring on her\ncollar to the back so it was hidden by her wavy blonde hair and they\nleft.

\n\n

Denny took her to a\nlunchtime pub that had strippers. Apart from the strippers she seemed\nto be the only woman there. Denny held her hand and they ordered\ndrinks. They then stood where a semi circle of men were standing,\ndrinking and watching a girl similar to Hayley’s age doing a\nstriptease. She had black hair and a plain face. To Hayley’s\nsurprise her breasts were not that big. The girl was down to her\nthong. The bar was filled with noise and music.

\n\n

The girl gyrated\naround the small stage smiling. Sometimes she would come to the edge\nof the stage and offer her breasts up with her hands. Hayley’s\nhypnotism meant she could use decent language to describe other women\nor girls. It was just her own parts she had to think of in crude\nterms. She wondered if Denny was going to have her show her tits to\nthe leering men.

\n\n

The girl sinuously\nslid off her thong and after a bit more gyrating did some open leg\nsquatting moves and some bend over moves to show the men her cunt.\nAfter a few minutes of this she signalled to the bar, who turned off\nthe music and she pulled her thong back on and took a beer mug round\nthe men. They put some coins in and she retreated to a room behind\nthe bar.

\n\n

There was a ten\nminute break and then another girl came on. This followed a similar\nroutine except at the end the girl lay on her back and used a prop\nshe had been using, a large lolipop, by pushing it in and out of her\nvagina. She got up, did a few more gyrations and then collected money\nin her mug.

\n\n

After ten minutes\nDenny said to her, “it’s your turn. Make it good or I’ll walk\nyou all round the neighbourhood naked whipping your ass and let any\nman here who wants to, fuck your arse.”

\n\n

He pushed her\ntowards the stage and had a quick word with the eldest of the men\nbehind the bar. He shrugged, spoke through the microphone, “gentlemen\nthis one’s free, give it up for amateur, green eyed Rachel” and\nturned on the music.

\n\n

Hayley stumbled onto\nthe stage. For the first time she actually noticed there were some\nlights. A couple set into the stage pointing upwards and a few\nhanging from the ceiling pointing down. She did see, with a big sigh\nof relief some posters around saying no filming and no photos. She\nwondered what was worse, being a whore in a park or being a stripper\nin a rundown pub.

\n\n

Hayley believed\nDenny was capable of carrying out his threat. Even if he didn’t\nwalk her around the neighbourhood naked he probably would throw her\nin a back room and encourage multiple rape. Scared of both threats\nshe felt she had better do as good a job as she could. They were\ngoing to see her naked anyway.

\n\n

She began dancing.\nShe wondered if they could see the fear in her eyes. She waved her\nhips around and tried to move sinuously. She turned around to dance\nwith her back to them, then turned to face them and began pulling the\nzipper down and up. She saw Denny make a movement jerking his hand\ndown. She pulled the zip down half way and eased the dress off one\nshoulder, then the other. She kept moving. She had to keep moving.\nShe turned to look over her shoulder at them, brought the dress down\nto her hip. They stared at her smooth white naked back waiting for\nher to turn around. She turned, holding her dress with both hands to\nstop it falling below her waist and showing her tits. Showing her\ntits to a room full of depraved men who somehow thought this was fun.\nShe felt the shame as her mum and dad swam unwanted into her mind and\nSusie.

\n\n

“Look at her the\nslut. Slut, slut, slut.”

\n\n

She forced the\nthoughts away and smiled invitingly to the staring, almost unmoving\naudience. She began to shake the top half of her body as she had seen\nthe other girls doing. Jiggling her tits from side to side and up and\ndown. She tried to make them go in a circle. It failed but they\nseemed to like it. There were youths and middle aged men and a few\nold men. There to see some tits and cunt before watching football on\nthe pub TV later. She did a bit more dancing and then let the dress\nfall to the floor.

\n\n

Now she was finally\nnaked she tried to submerge her emotions by just moving into action.\nHer dancing speeded up. She had to impress Denny. What had he said\nback at the bungalow? Smile, stick your bits out, do squats, show\nthat cunt and ass. She did some fast up and down squats, she felt\ntheir eyes boring into her, taking in the shape of her cunt, trying\nto bore into her hole. Turn around, do some bend overs waving her\nparted legs and ass at the crowd. Let them see her private part from\nevery angle. Not so private now she thought with mortification. Round\nand shaking her tits again. Down on her back on the floor humping\nupwards like the other girl had and then the music stopped half hump.

\n\n

There was some\ndesultory clapping and tears welling in her eyes she covered herself\nwith her dress and ran off the stage to a table by the side of a wall\nand quickly put it on. Denny pushed her into a seat and gave her a\ndouble whiskey. He didn’t want her crying. She downed it and then\ncoughed and spluttered. \n

\n\n

“Reasonable\nperformance,” he said, “guess we won’t be having a bang gang\nafter all.”

\n\n

A man came over.

\n\n

“Hi Denny. Nice\ngirl you got there. Where’d you find her?”

\n\n

“Oh just some\nwhore I got in a local posh joint.”

\n\n

“No posh joints\nlocal to here,” he said and moved on. Denny leaned across and\npulled her zip lower so her tits showed as much as they could without\nactually falling out.

\n\n

Hayley was aware she\nstood out not just because she was the only woman, but because she\nwas the posh one. This was a place where Denny with his broken nose,\nrough skin and scar fitted in. A lot of the men looked pretty rough.\nPerhaps it was one of these who had broken his nose.

\n\n

“So what are you\ndoin’ with Ryan?” he asked.

\n\n

“What do you\nmean?”

\n\n

“What are you\ndoin’ with him. He’s not your type is he.” He made the question\na statement.

\n\n

“I met him in a\nnightclub. He seemed nice.”

\n\n

“Nice enough to\nshare you with his friends?”

\n\n

“I like to make\nhim happy.”

\n\n

“Why?”

\n\n

“Because I love\nhim.”

\n\n

Denny looked\nsceptical.

\n\n

“I’ve known Ryan\na while now and I wouldn’t call him lovable. Especially not by your\ntype. No there’s something else going on here.”

\n\n

This was getting\ntricky.

\n\n

“Perhaps he has\npoints you don’t see. With you he’s one of the lads, but with me\nhe’s different. He’s kind and sexy.”

\n\n

“Sexy,” Denny\nsnorted. He let the matter lie and sipped his drink.

\n\n

“So how long have\nyou been like this?” he waved a hand at her nearly exposed tits.

\n\n

“Like what?”

\n\n

“A masochist.”

\n\n

“I don’t know.\nPerhaps I’ve always been one. How long have you been like you?”

\n\n

“Oh I’ve been\nlike me ever since I got kicked out of school for beating up some\nlittle tyke who thought he was better than me. But you haven’t\nalways been a masochist. In fact I don’t think you are one. You\ndon’t seem to like it to me.”

\n\n

“I like to do\nanything Ryan wants me to do. That’s it. I love him and only want\nto make him happy.”

\n\n

She couldn’t say\nshe only did all these dreadful things because Ryan hypnotically\ncontrolled her and forced her to with threats of dire punishments.\nThat she’d even been forced to give up her own sister to him. For a\nmoment a tear welled up, but she wiped it away quickly and tried to\nsmile like the happy girlfriend she was supposed to be.

\n\n

“I love Ryan. I\nlove what I do to make him happy.”

\n\n

Denny shook his\nhead, but he could see he was not going to get any further.

\n\n

“Well I guess we’d\nbetter go and make you happy slut.”

\n\n

He held her hand and\nthey left. Denny drove them back. He made her sit in the passenger\nseat topless, “to make a few other drivers happy.” Hayley spent\nmost of the journey with her face bright red as drivers looked\nsideways at her when they stopped or nearly missed traffic lights\nchange from stop to go because they were staring at her in their rear\nview mirror. She remembered those films where the puritans inflicted\npublic shaming on people. She guessed this was how they felt.\nMortified. Ashamed. Embarrassed. Wishing a hole would open up in the\nearth. It was a long, long journey back as Denny deliberately drove\nthrough the most crowded areas. He hadn’t walked her nude through a\nshopping centre but he had done the next closest thing.

\n\n

When they got back\nto the bungalow Denny parked. He lent across to turn her collar so\nthe ring was once again to the front and pulled the zip on her dress\ndown.

\n\n

“Take it off. You\ndon’t need it now.”

\n\n

Hayley fully\nunzipped it and took it off. Denny took it and walked to the front\ndoor. Hayley followed naked except for the collar and her four inch\nblack heels.

\n\n

He told her to make\nhim a sandwich as they hadn’t actually eaten. When she re-entered\nthe living room, he had brought in some pieces of wood from his car\nand was assembling them. He had modified a wooden workbench with a\ncentral piece of triangular wood running along it lengthwise. Hayley\nhad not seen a ‘horse’ before and was confused about its purpose.\nShe was to find out soon enough.

\n\n

She knelt in front\nof him going hungry as he ate the sandwich and watched a football\nchat show. He gave her the plate and waved towards the kitchen. Still\nin her shoes, as she had not been told to take them off and with\nDenny she was taking no chances, she took it out. She returned and\nknelt in front of him again.

\n\n

“I’m goin’ to\nwatch some football and so you have somethin’ to do you can go\nhorse riding.”

\n\n

“Horse riding?”

\n\n

He grabbed her arm\nand led her to the horse. She saw on the floor there actually was a\nsmall wooden horse head. Denny had got it from a second hand shop. He\nhadn’t bothered to bring the rest of the rocking horse. He put the\nprotruding stick from its neck into a hole at the front of the horse.\nHayley looked at the head and at the triangular piece of wood, sharp\nedge upward that formed the back of the horse and began to suspect\nwhat it was for.

\n\n

“You won’t need\nyour shoes. I’ll get some handcuffs.” Hayley removed her shoes\nwith some trepidation.

\n\n

He came back with\nsome steel handcuffs and a hair band to hold her hair back to fall\ndown near her ears so he could see her face sideways.

\n\n

“Get on.”

\n\n

Hayley hesitated,\nnot sure what to do.

\n\n

“Come on you\nstupid cunt, get astride it.”

\n\n

She did so. Denny\nhandcuffed her and put her hands over the head. He tied her legs and\nankles so they were off the ground attached to the horse. It looked\nlike she really was riding a horse in a classic jockey galloping\nposition. Her cunt was now split by the top of the triangle of wood\nand taking all her weight. It was painful. He fitted a ball gag to\nher.

\n\n

Denny then retreated\nto the sofa. The game was about to start.

\n\n

“You can stay\nthere till the game finishes.”

\n\n

Hayley was arranged\nat a slight angle and a metre and a half away from the sofa. Denny\ncould see her face sideways on and she could see the television at an\nangle in front of her.

\n\n

There was little\naction in the game to take Hayley’s mind off the building pain.\nAfter fifteen minutes she began to moan.

\n\n

“Uhmf, uhmf, mmm,\nmmm.”

\n\n

It became a\nbackground to the game commentary.

\n\n

“Mmm, mmm, mmm,\nmmm…...”

\n\n

He saw the agonised\nlook in her face. Her futile attempts to adjust her stance. \n

\n\n

For Hayley it began\nas discomfort, then became a constant aching pain. If she tried to\nmove she inevitably bent forward which sent a piercing, shooting pain\nthrough her clitoris, causing her to cry out into the gag. The aching\nchanged to a cutting pain and she began to moan almost constantly to\ntry and cope with it. It filled her whole being. Everything around\nher was just a blur through her watery, pain filled eyes. The pain in\nher cunt became her whole being. Her cunt became her whole being. Her\ncunt and the wood driving so cruelly into it.

\n\n

“Mmm, mmm, mmm,\nmmm…….”

\n\n

Denny was pleased\nhe’d gagged her. The agonised naked girl gave him something to\ndistract him during more boring bits of the game.

\n\n

At last half time\ncame. A draw. 0-0. Denny uncuffed Hayley’s hands from the horse\nhead so she could adjust her position. She couldn’t sit up because\nof the way her legs and ankles were tied, however she could push her\nhands down on the horse head to lift her back a little and move the\npain more to her perineum and ass. She supported herself with her\narms.

\n\n

Denny went to get a\nbeer and watched the mid game chat. After fifteen minutes the game\nwas ready to start again. He went to put her back. He could see her\narms were getting tired and she was occasionally falling forward\nagain anyway with little cries against the gag. Trading off the ache\nin her arms for the pain in her cunt.

\n\n

As he approached he\nsaw the panic in her eyes. She desperately shook her head from side\nto side and tried to speak through the gag.

\n\n

“H’mmph, Ugh,\nhuugh, hoh, om,” she said. He ignored her and handcuffed her hands\nback around the horses head. Hayley looked in despair and a few tears\nfell from her eyes. He guessed if she had a safe word, now would have\nbeen when she would have used it. He wondered why she didn’t have\none and returned to the sofa to watch the second half.

\n\n

Hayley was left\nriding the horse for another agonising 45 minutes. It might have been\nthe worst 45 minutes she had ever experienced. She had been whipped\nand caned to beyond endurance, but never this agonising constant,\nnever ending, no break pain. For the last fifteen minutes tears ran\nfrom her eyes constantly. She wondered how she could have so much\nwater in her. The worn carpet beneath her face was damp with her tear\nwater. Her moaning was a constant hum in her ears, almost as if it\nwas not her, but someone else never endingly moaning.

\n\n

With one minute to\ngo something from the television caught her attention. She had become\nobsessed with the game clock winding down. Winding down to the end of\nthis terrible time of her life. Her heart had nearly broken when they\nadded three minutes of stoppage time as extra time. But now she heard\nthe commentators. This was a championship match. If it remained a\ndraw there would be half an hour of extra time. She would never stand\nanother half an hour. Oh please God. Please God.

\n\n

There was the\nconstant moaning from her mouth, the constant searing pain consuming\nher and now the words repeating in her head, please God, please God,\nplease God. Please God no. Please God let them score. Let them score.

\n\n

And one minute from\nthe end of injury time, there was a goal.

\n\n

Denny sighed with\ndisgust. Hayley’s head nearly exploded with light. Thank God. Thank\nGod. The remaining minute seemed like an hour and Denny seemed in no\nrush to release her. It was the second advert before he came over and\nsaid, “lucky for you cunt eh?” He released her gag.

\n\n

“Oh, oh, oh, oh,\noh,” she repeated endlessly.

\n\n

He undid the\nhandcuffs so she could use her hands to push on the bar and relieve\nthe pain a little. He undid her legs. So slow. So slow. Then he\nlifted her off.

\n\n

Hayley shrieked.\nBlood flowed back to her tortured cunt. This was worse, ten times\nworse than when the clamps were taken off her nipples. She shrieked.\nHer head twisted frantically, dementedly from side to side.

\n\n

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!

\n\n

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!

\n\n

Her hands went to\nher cunt. She doubled up clutching at herself and fell to the floor.

\n\n

Denny just dragged\nher by the hair and threw her over the horse horizontally. He fixed a\nwrist to the bottom of each leg. Hayley was still moaning. Not sure\nwhat was happening. Not more. He couldn’t be doing more to her. He\nwas clamping her legs to the other two legs, spreadeagled across the\nhorse horizontally. He adjusted her till her tits were pressed on the\nsharp pyramid bar. He pressed down on her back and she screamed as it\nbit into the soft flesh.

\n\n

He left her there\nand went to the dungeon room. He came back with a multi tailed whip,\nflipped her hair to one side and began thrashing her back.

\n\n

Hayley screamed and\nshook. Her arms and legs jerked as much as they were able to. Her\nhead came back and she howled. She howled and cried and screamed as\nblow followed blow. Denny was ruthless. Merciless. Her whole back\nturned red. At points the skin had broken and small droplets of blood\nappeared. She was about to pass out when he stopped, leaving her a\ngroaning shivering wreck.

\n\n

He stood back to\nlook at his handiwork. Hayley was shivering and twitching and making\nfunny throat noises. So much more white skin to go, he thought, as he\nlooked at her thighs and calves. But for now he just pulled out his\nprick, put some saliva on it and pushed it into her quivering cunt.\nHayley was beyond squeezing her cunt muscles. She felt the invasive\npenetration. Denny just pushed it slowly in and out. Asserting his\ndominance over her most intimate part. Enjoying the feel of her tube\ncaressing the ring of his cock head. Listening to her gentle moaning\nfrom the pain in her back. He could have rubbed her back and heard\nher scream, but for the moment he was content to have a break from\nhurting her.

\n\n

He pulled out and\nlubricated by her juice that always flowed when there was something\nin her cunt tube, repeated the procedure with her ass hole. Pushing\npast the sphincter, pushing deep, then pulling out. Listening to the\nplop as he came out and then feeling the tight sphincter as he once\nagain pushed in. He did this for several minutes then moved to her\nhead. He pulled her hanging head up by her hair so she could open her\nmouth to swallow him. He didn’t face fuck her. He expected to be\nsucked and Hayley sucked him. She did the best job she knew how,\nsucking him through her pain. She knew he expected it. If she could\nget him to come it might take the edge off his cruelty.

\n\n

Her back felt like\nit had been stung by a thousand stinging bees. She thought she could\nfeel a few drops of blood though it might be sweat. Her cunt had\nstopped hurting and become a dull ache. She moved her tongue in a\ncircle around his glans. Teasing and sucking and licking that most\nsensitive part. She sucked him in a few inches, her cheeks hollowed\nand blew him out a few inches, still keeping his head inside, still\nflicking it and licking it with her tongue.

\n\n

Denny liked it. He\nliked it a lot. He could see her concentration, see her desperation\nto please. He raised the whip, leant forward slightly and brought it\ndown on the globes pf her ass. She jerked forward a little, the bonds\nholding her tight.

\n\n

“H’mmph.”

\n\n

“Keep your tongue\nmoving.”

\n\n

He whipped her\nagain. She jerked and moaned against his cock, but her tongue only\nstopped for a moment before resuming. He moaned with satisfaction and\nbrought the whip down again harder. The better the job she gave him,\nthe harder he whipped her. He whipped down between her ass cheeks to\ncatch her cunt. The whip tails lashed down, curled around and down\nand hit her square on. She screamed and her whole body went rigid. He\npushed his cock down her throat now, blocking off her air and whipped\nher cunt with another downward stroke and another. She writhed as\nmuch as a tightly bound girl could writhe. The horse bucked and\njerked on its legs. He brought down another and another and then\nbegan pummeling his cock fast. In and out. In and out. He felt the\norgasm coming. Hayley felt it coming. He was whipping her\nfrenetically, almost non-stop and then he came. His mind exploded.\nGob after gob of thick white bitter tasting, irony sperm flooded\nHayley’s mouth. Hayley struggled to swallow it and make way for\nair. Her throat was convulsing, adding to his pleasure. He made\nnoises, “ aw, aw, aaaaaaawwwww,” as he came, feeling his cock\npulsing and pulsing, filling her with his spunk. His ultimate\nvictory.

\n\n

He waited a moment\nto savour it befoe pulling out of her and wiping himself on her\ncheeks and eyelids. He leant forward on her with his hands, causing\nher to groan painfully as her breasts were forced onto the cruel\ntriangle of the wood of the horse. Hayley gulped in air. Denny\nbreathed hard.

\n\n

When he had\nrecovered he got a glass from the kitchen and pissed into it in front\nof her.

\n\n

“You must be\nthirsty,”

\n\n

He pulled her head\nup with one hand and put the glass of warm, pungent piss to her lips.\nIt was an awkward position. Hayley could only gulp a mouthful at a\ntime. He made her drink five gulps before taking it away, leaving her\nwith a taste of both his cum and his piss in her mouth.

\n\n

“Greedy little\nwhore aren’t you? You can have some more later.” He let her head\nfall forward again and walked to her other end.

\n\n

Her ass was no\nlonger the creamy white expanse he had left. Now it was covered in\nlongitudinal stripes. Her cunt lips were a swollen red and he guessed\nfeeling pretty sore. He looked at the smooth white thighs and calves\nthe previous marks having faded. He walked to the dungeon room and\nreturned with a crop. He swept it against her virgin white thighs.

\n\n

Hayley shrieked.\nSurely he could give her a rest. He wanted to bring it down hard, but\nshe was visiting Ryan’s parents tomorrow. He couldn’t leave marks\nthat wouldn’t fade. He hit hard enough though. He listened to\nHayley shriek and shriek again. He watched her head snap up on each\nstroke only to fall, exhausted, down again.

\n\n

When he was\nsatisfied he stopped and stood back to admire his handiwork. He put\nsome music on and sat down and relaxed for half an hour while\nenjoying Hayley’s rear view. When he felt hungry he walked over and\nuntied her. She pushed herself off the cruel contraption and stood\nnot knowing what to do. The welts all over her had stopped hurting,\nbut she could still feel them all.

\n\n

“Make dinner,”\nhe said.

\n\n

Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Twenty Six

\n\n

Hayley, naked, \nserved dinner on the kitchen table. Chicken drumsticks, chips and\npeas. Denny sat down and carefully tipped her plateful onto the\nfloor.

\n\n

“You can eat off\nthe floor.”

\n\n

Hayley was a bit\ntaken aback, but had no choice but to kneel and eat with her fingers\noff the floor. She guessed she wasn’t good enough to sit with him.\nThere was no conversation. Obviously he wasn’t seeing this as a\nsocial occasion. At one stage he poured himself a beer into a glass\nand pissed into a glass. Hayley drank down the warm, pungent, yellow\nliquid. He then told her to piss into the glass herself for later.

\n\n

“Squat so I can\nsee you.” Hayley humiliatingly pissed in front of him. It was\nstrange how despite all the bad things he and Ryan had made her do,\nthey still humiliated her in the doing of them. She still flushed\nslightly.

\n\n

When he had finished\nhe said, “wash up, do your face and hair and crawl in to me.”

\n\n

A man of few words.

\n\n

When she crawled in\nto him he was watching an old comedy show. He told her to go and put\nclamps on her tits with a chain and clamps on her labia and nose.\nWhen she returned he had his penis out and was slowly stroking it. He\nindicated she should kneel in front of him and then put her hand\nwhere his had been.

\n\n

“Gentle and slow\ncunt and suckle the head.”

\n\n

He tightened the\nclamps to make sure they hurt. He noted she had not put on the\ncrocodile clips, but the ordinary flat clamps. They would do for now.\nHe tightened them until there was a permanent look of pain in her\neyes and then relaxed while she slowly worked his cock.

\n\n

She moved her hand\nslowly up and down the stem. She held the head in her mouth gently\nsucking on it like a baby would a bottle. Her face was not as relaxed\nas her blow job. It was taught and tight with the pain from her nose,\ntits and cunt lips. He carried on watching the show. When it ended he\ntold her to turn round and gently use her ass on it. Hayley got up,\nturned around and lowed her ass hole. She put some saliva on it so it\nwould slide in more easily. What a professional she was becoming she\nthought bitterly. She pushed the cock firmly but gently into her hole\nand began to slowly move up and down on him.

\n\n

He lay back and\nwatched his penis go in and out of her anus, enjoying the tight\nsphincter sensation rubbing up and down his stem. It went on for ten\nminutes. Her legs were aching terribly and because the clamps were so\ntight her nose, nipples and cunt lips hurt throughout.

\n\n

He then told her to\nchange to her cunt. The change in position eased her legs a little\nbut not much. The down strokes hit the clamps and sent a sharp pain\ninto her which made her gasp. He enjoyed the gasp on each down\nstroke. He enjoyed her now mandatory squeezing of her vaginal muscles\non the down stroke and loosening on the up. He liked she knew she had\nto do her best in everything she did while all he had to do was treat\nher how the fuck he liked.

\n\n

“Right, time to\nclean you out,” he said gently pushing her up and off him. Hayley\nbreathed a sigh of relief. She was not sure how much longer her legs\nhad been going to hold out.

\n\n

He put his cock back\nin his pants and slapping her butt, directed her towards the\nbathroom. Hayley wondered what was going to happen next. She wished\nhe’d take the clamps off. He went to the dungeon room and came back\nwith some tubes and a huge syringe thing she and Ryan had not used.

\n\n

He told her to get\nin the bath and then took off her clamps, causing her to scream as\nthe removal pain hit. He also took off her collar.

\n\n

Hayley, as Ryan had\ninstructed, never took off her collar except for showering, even then\nit felt odd to be without it. She wore it at work, on social outings\nwith friends and ring turned to the front whenever she was alone or\nwith Ryan. It felt very odd to be without it. Odd to be without a\nslave collar!

\n\n

“I’m going to\ngive you an enema. You’re going to expel it and I’m going to give\nyou another one. He put on some rubber gloves and then surprisingly\nput the plug in the bath. \n

\n\n

“This will teach\nyou humility,” he lied glibly. All it would teach her, once again,\nwas how low he could make her sink.

\n\n

“What are you?”

\n\n

“A stupid cunt.”

\n\n

“What am I?”

\n\n

“My superior\nDenny.”

\n\n

“Why?”

\n\n

“Because you’re\na man and I’m a stupid cunt.”

\n\n

“That’s right.\nAll men are superior to cunts by virtue of being men. This will make\nyou a filthy, dirty, stupid cunt. You’ll be stupid for letting me\ndo it in the first place,” he said without humour.

\n\n

As if she had a\nchoice thought Hayley. If she had a choice she would be far away from\nhere and never coming back.

\n\n

Hayley got on all\nfours and Denny used the basin to fill the big syringe and squirt\nwater up her ass. Her job was to squeeze tight and keep it in. At\nfirst it felt funny and cold and made her want to go to the toilet.\nThen it felt uncomfortable. Then it made her feel bloated. Then it\nhurt.

\n\n

When he saw she\ncould not take any more he told her to squat low and let it out. Two\nturds and a lot of shitty water came out and sloshed around her feet.\nThe smell embarrassed her. Denny seemed not to notice and did it two\nmore times. Then he made her sit in it. Hayley looked desperately\nunhappy, embarrassed and revolted all at the same time. He brought in\nthe glass containing her piss from earlier, made her drink a little\nand poured the rest over her head. Her wet pissy hair stuck to her\nface, neck and back. He got out his penis, told her to swallow and\npissed into her mouth.

\n\n

Hayley tried to\nswallow but it came too fast and most of it spilled out down her chin\nand tits and stomach to join the shitty water and piss already\nwashing around her cunt and ass. Now and then he deliberately moved\nit around so it went over her face and eyes. He finished and put it\naway. He gave her a hard slap and said she would have to be punished\nfor not swallowing it all. Then he gave her a sponge and told her to\nuse it to wash using the pissy, shitty water.

\n\n

What are you?”

\n\n

“A dirty, filthy,\nstupid cunt,” she said.

\n\n

Using a gloved hand\nhe dipped the sponge in the water and rubbed it over her face. He\ndipped it in the watery mess and squeezed it over her hair. Then he\ntold her to do it herself. Hayley began rubbing the filthy smelling\nmixture over herself and began to gently cry. Was this what she had\nbecome? Is this what she had to do? Wallow in her own filth. A\nplaything to a disgusting pervert.

\n\n

Several times she\nheaved. She forced herself to control it. If she was sick she would\nbe rubbing that over herself as well.

\n\n

After a while Denny\ntold her she could stop.

\n\n

“Clean up, have a\nshower, make yourself sweet smelling and presentable then cawl out to\nme and ask me to torture and fuck you.”

\n\n

He walked out.

\n\n

When he had left she\nburst into tears and sobbing let the filthy mixture drain away and\ncleaned the bath. She got in the shower and cleaned herself. She was\nconvinced the smell would linger on her for days. She washed her hair\nand brushed her teeth and went into the bedroom to put on some light\nmake up and a little scent. She replaced her collar. Horribly it gave\nher some comfort! When she was ready she crawled into the living\nroom.

\n\n

Denny was catching\nup on the day’s sports news. She knelt to one side of him and\nwaited for him to acknowledge her. He waited a couple of minutes then\nmuted the sound and turned towards her. She knew this was her cue.

\n\n

“Please Denny,\nwill you torture and fuck me now?”

\n\n

He gave her a hard\nslap. Her cheek stung and went bright red.

\n\n

“Say it like you\nmean it dirty, stupid cunt who likes rubbing piss and shit all over\nherself.”

\n\n

“Please Denny,”\nshe said, pleading as much as possible, “will you torture and fuck\nme now. Hurt me and make me scream. Treat me the way a stupid cunt\nshould be. Whip me, hurt me, teach me my place. Teach me who is boss.\nPlease. Please torture and fuck me. Fuck me everywhere. Show you can\ndo what you like. Please Denny torture and fuck me.”

\n\n

He didn’t show it,\nbut Denny was impressed.

\n\n

“You seem to have\ntarted up good. Let’s see what we can do to make you scream then.\nLet’s see how we can mark that pretty body of yours again. You can\nstand up”

\n\n

They went into the\ndungeon room. There was now a second hand wardrobe against the wall\nto the left of the corner entrance. Denny opened it and looked\nthrough. Hayley stood behind him to one side.

\n\n

“Cute. Dress up\nclothes.”

\n\n

He flicked through\nthem.

\n\n

“Even a tart\ncostume, how appropriate. I think we’ll go for the not so innocent\nschoolgirl. He took out the hangar and passed it to her. Hayley\ndressed in the white blouse, short grey pleated skirt, white socks\nand three inch black heels. As with all the outfits, any panties, if\nthey had ever existed, were removed.

\n\n

“Yeah, I think you\ncould get away with being seventeen. Or maybe it’s me. Because I’m\nthirty two and that makes you look younger. I had to change jobs. I\nrun round with younger people these days. Bring in the kitchen table\nand two chairs.”

\n\n

Denny roamed around\nlooking for a book. He found a thin Insurance Law Revision Guide\nwhich Hayley kept around with a few others for any spare time she\nmight get at the weekend.

\n\n

Hayley looked very\nsweet and demure. Denny sat her behind the table, blouse undone to\nshow most of her cleavage.

\n\n

“Right, I want you\nto memorise page six.” \n

\n\n

He put the book in\nfront of her and sat down on his chair a couple of metres in front of\nher. He began playing some game on his phone.

\n\n

Hayley looked at the\ntext in front of her.

\n\n

“I’m sorry\nDenny,” she interrupted his game, “do you mean memorise the\ncontent or the words?”

\n\n

“The words. By the\nway I’m your teacher so you can call me Sir. What’s your\nsurname?”

\n\n

“Uh, Brown,”\nHayley lied.

\n\n

“Very well Hayley\nBrown, “said Denny not believing her a bit, “you learn the\nwords.”

\n\n

He returned to his\ngame and she put her head down and began memorising.

\n\n

After ten minutes\nthe phone timer went and they both looked up.

\n\n

“If you’d like\nto stand in front of me and bring the book Miss Brown.”

\n\n

Nervously Hayley got\nup, sadly not providing him with a flash under her skirt and stood in\nfront of him. He took the book off her and leaned back.

\n\n

“Okay. Recite what\nyou’ve learnt.”

\n\n

Hayley was nervous\nand got several sentences of the first paragraph wrong and only\nmanaged a few lines from the second. \n

\n\n

“Yeah, I think you\nneed some teaching assistance.” Denny wasn’t trying to talk in a\nteacher voice. It was just his usual voice. He wasn’t interested in\nthe role play as such. He got up, went to the chest of drawers and\ngot out a cane. Of the various choices there was one that actually\nlooked like a teachers cane. Hayley eyed him with foreboding, but\ninstead of being asked to bend over or lean across the table he told\nher to put her hand out. She stuck her right hand out.

\n\n

“Keep it in\nposition or you get extra.”

\n\n

Denny brought the\ncane down across her palm. Her hand jerked up. She let out a cry of\n“ow!” but otherwise maintained position. He gave her two more\nacross the palm and three across the fingers. Water welling in her\neyes, she sometimes wondered if water wasn’t always welling in her\neyes, she returned to her seat.

\n\n

“We’ll go for\nthree paragraphs this time.”

\n\n

Ten minutes later\nHayley recited as much as she could and got three canings on her left\npalm and three on her left fingers.

\n\n

“As you seem to\nhave made more effort this time, I won’t increase the number as I\nwas goin’ to, but keep it at six.”

\n\n

This had always been\nhis intention, but he wanted her to think how much effort she made\ncould make a difference. Like Ryan he liked to see her doing her very\nbest to please him while getting nothing but abuse as her reward.

\n\n

This happened again\ntwo more times. Twenty minutes was not enough time for the hurt on\neach hand to go away before the next caning. When she came out for\nthe fifth time both hands were still hurting like hell and she looked\nvery scared. A bit like a very scared school girl Denny thought with\nan inward smirk. This time, however, he was going for something\ndifferent.

\n\n

“Not bad, but I\ncan see this hand teaching assistance isn’t working. Maybe we need\nsomething closer to the brain. Can you undo your blouse Miss Brown?”

\n\n

Hayley took a deep\nbreath and used her smarting fingers to undo the buttons down to the\nwaist. She was going to pull the blouse out of the skirt, but Denny\n‘sir’ said that would be enough. He pulled the two sides apart to\nreveal her breasts, tits as Hayley was forced to think of them, and\ntold her to cross her arms at the back. This had the effect of\nstraightening her back and pushing her breasts out more. He turned\nher sideways to him.

\n\n

“Increased blood\nto the tits can sometimes help get more blood to the brain,” he\nsaid, “I’ll cane your tits and see if that helps. I know it’s\nnot normal for a girl to show her tits to her teacher, but in the\ninterests of learnin’…...”

\n\n

He brought the cane\ndown across the top of both breasts. The soft flesh dented in and\nsprang back. Both tits seemed to go down a little in their entirety,\nbut then sprang back and then down again. Hayley let out a scream,\n“aaaaaaaaaah!” and doubled up. The pain meant her hands gripped\nabove each opposite elbow more tightly so her arms stayed crossed\nbehind her back. She shook a little from left to right so her breasts\njiggled horizontally, then she exercised enough will power to stand\nup and re-present herself. He gave her a moment to control her\nbreathing then brought it down again.

\n\n

“Aaaaaaaaah!” \n

\n\n

Again her breasts\nbounced up and down from the impact and again she doubled over and\nshook them from left to right several times before being able to come\nup and present herself again. Denny could see the agony in her eyes\nas he brought down the third stroke.

\n\n

“Aaaaaaaaaaaah!

\n\n

Louder and longer,\nSame bouncing and bending. She shook left and right a little longer\nthis time.

\n\n

For the fourth\nstroke, Denny held her hair with his left hand and told her to make\nher back rigid when she felt the stroke.

\n\n

“I know it smarts\na little,” he said, “but it’s for your own good.”

\n\n

“Eeaaaaaaaaaaah!”

\n\n

He sliced down\nagain. He used all his strength to stop her doubling down. She tried\nto keep her back rigid. Her tits bounced up and down from the blow.\nHer feet rose and fell as she transferred movement to her legs,\ndancing up and down on the spot.

\n\n

“EEEeeeaaaaaaah”.

\n\n

The fifth. More\ndesperate dancing, bouncing tits, face a mask of agony, head held up\nby Denny’s fist clenching her hair. He gave her another moment to\ncontrol herself though she could not stop a continuing “oh, oh, oh,\noh, oh,” sound with each outward breath of each gasp. Then the\nfinal one. As hard as he could. Lifted high and swishing down with a\nterrifying sound before, \n

\n\n

CRAAACK!

\n\n

Hayley’s green\neyes opened wide, her mouth fell open, her legs pumped up and down,\nher tits bounced up and down and swung wildly. Her piercing scream of\nagony filled the room.

\n\n

“EEEEEEEH!\nAAAAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAAA!”

\n\n

Her eyes glazed\nover. Black spots appeared in front of her eyes. The pain! The pain!

\n\n

Her head swung\nfrenetically left and right, despite Denny’s hold which could only\ncontrol her vertical movement. She would have fallen to the floor if\nhe had not been holding her.

\n\n

Denny lowered the\ncane. Hayley let out another scream as if a second wave of pain had\narrived and then hung limply from his hand her legs shaking and\ntrembling with the effort of holding her up. She again went into a\ncontinuous mewling sound. There were six deep red tramlines across\nboth breats. A little blood showed on her left breast where the force\nof the last blow had broken the skin.

\n\n

It took a full\nminute before she could regain her normal composure and breath.

\n\n

“Yeah, I can see\nthat really did smart,” said Denny.

\n\n

Hayley still had her\nmouth open doing deep breaths to control the pain searing into her\nfrom both tits. She looked down to look at the damage. The six deep,\nbright, double lines from each blow. Her tits had been turned from\nsomething smooth and white and beautiful into some ugly caricature\nonly beautiful to supreme sadists.

\n\n

“Okay. Do your\nblouse up to half way and we’ll carry on.”

\n\n

Hayley stared at him\nin horror. She saw no mercy. Not even any caring. She fumbled the\nbuttons with her stinging hands, stopping once her nipples were under\ncover. She returned to her seat and tried to concentrate on the next\nthree paragraphs. It was impossible. The tears dripping slowly out of\nher eyes were obscuring her vision and the pain preventing any\nconcentration. She sat there miserably, her brain an unfocussed mess.\nYet she had to try. She had to learn at least some of it or God knows\nwhat he would do to her.

\n\n

Denny pretended to\ngo back to his game on the phone, but in reality he was looking at\nher pain filled face and gentle crying and looking at the marks\nvisible on those parts of her breasts now exposed from the partially\nopen blouse. He enjoyed the anxiety on her face. She knew this\nperformance would be worse than her last. He could see the problems\nshe had concentrating through her tears and pain and misery.

\n\n

Ten minutes passed.\nOnce again Hayley was standing in front of him holding her book. Now\nshe was looking both scared and upset. She hesitated and stammered.\nMost of the sentences were wrong. Eventually, trembling with fear she\njust petered out.

\n\n

Denny nodded slowly\nand sadly.

\n\n

“Yes, Hayley\nBrown, not very good I’m afraid. The breast assistance seems not to\nhave helped.”

\n\n

“N, no, Sir. I’m\ns,sorry Sir. I tried my best. H,honestly Sir.”

\n\n

“I’m sure you\ndid,” he said shaking his head slowly, “perhaps a different kind\nof help is needed. Let’s try your nether regions.”

\n\n

“S,Sir?”

\n\n

“Your arse. Open\nyour blouse and bend over your desk.”

\n\n

Hayley exposed her\ntits again and bent over the desk. The cold plastic pressed against\nher nipples and the stripes on her tits. She held the far edge of the\ntable. She wondered how many times she had now done this. She knew\nwith Denny it would be more painful than with Ryan.

\n\n

Denny parted her\nlegs so he would get a better view of her cunt and sliced the first\nstroke. She cried out, but held position. The second, she jerked a\nlittle. The third, she jerked and cried out. The fourth the same. She\nheld her composure until the sixth. This one was particularly hard\nand she rolled left and right, her stomach lifting off the table as\nit rolled right, then slapping down again as it rolled to the left. A\nseventh came down. An eighth. A ninth. A tenth. She twisted violently\nand screamed at each hit. A tenth. An eleventh. Each one was harder\nthan before. Each one sent hideous pain into her. Once again she was\ncrying. Tears cascading out of her eyes to drip on the floor,\nshoulders heaving.

\n\n

Ryan applied thirty\nstrokes. For the last ten he had to tie her to the table. On stroke\ntwenty she had twisted so much, her body rolling left and right, her\njuddering buttocks twisting, her legs scissoring she had actually\nfallen to the floor. Her hands had gone round to cradle her bruised\nand abused cheeks. Her shoulders were heaving and she was moaning\nbetween her sobbing. A sorry sight.

\n\n

By the time thirty\nhad been delivered her ass was blue and purple. Hayley was\neffectively hysterical babbling out “mercy, m,mercy. Oh God,\np,please,” over and over to unlistening ears.

\n\n

Denny untied her and\nshe lay in position shoulders heaving with her sobs, still babbling\nfor mercy and limp with exhaustion.

\n\n

“Mercy. Mercy.\nMercy.”

\n\n

“I’ll leave you\nfor ten minutes for the goodness to sink in.” He left the room.

\n\n

Denny checked a few\nmessages, watched a couple of music videos and then returned. Hayley\nlay where he had left her. Her ass bruises looked ugly.

\n\n

“Very well Miss\nBrown, one last attempt.”

\n\n

Hayley moaned and\npushed herself up. Her hands still hurt, her tits hurt a lot and her\nass was agony.

\n\n

“Perhaps you could\nlick that water up off the floor before we begin.”

\n\n

Hayley went on all\nfloors and dipped her head to lick up the puddle of tears she had\ncreated. It was salty and made her thirsty. She didn’t ask for a\ndrink. She thought the most likely outcome was he’d piss in her\nmouth. She sat down at her ‘desk’. She sat very slowly. The hard\nchair hurt her bruises. When she was sitting it still hurt. She\nsupposed this would be the last time. There wasn’t much left of her\nto hurt.

\n\n

Through the blur of\nassorted pain she learnt two and a half of the paragraphs. She\ndelivered the words in a resigned voice. They both knew what was\ncoming. Perhaps knowing it was the last one had some effect. It was\nher best effort yet. Two and a half paragraphs with only a small\nnumber of mistakes.

\n\n

“Very good. I\nthink the lower regions must be the most effective after all. Let’s\ngo into the teacher’s common room and you can bend over the sofa.

\n\n

Hayley walked\nstiffly ahead. When he gave her blotched ass a playfull slap she let\nout a genuine loud scream of pain. She bent over the sofa, hands on\nthe seating area, legs straight and parted to show her cunt open.\nDenny began welting her thighs. The marks from earlier had gone and\nhe enjoyed replacing them with this new lot.

\n\n

Hayley trembled and\nshook.

\n\n

“Aaaaaah”

\n\n

“Aaaaaah”

\n\n

“Aaaaaah.”

\n\n

“Aaaaaah.”

\n\n

“Aaaaaah”

\n\n

He gave her twelve.\nEnough to start her crying again and leave her well marked.

\n\n

“And now time to\nmark you in another way,” he said and pulling out his cock rammed\nit into her unprepared cunt. Hayley began gasping but then screamed\nas his groin hit against her tender behind. Denny rammed in and out\nas forcefully as he could into the whore knowing every stroke was\nhurting her incredibly. He pulled her up and flung her to the floor,\njumping on top of her, pressing her poor, poor ass in to the carpet\nas he rutted in her. Hayley cried out repeatedly. He began slapping\nher face and squeezing her tits, causing louder cries as both her ass\nand her striped tits were further hurt. He pulled off his clothes,\nreentered her and lay down fully on her. He started deep kissing her,\npushing her lips hard against her teeth. His hands went round her\nback and began making large scratches. This caused her to arch\nupwards, which in turn hurt her ass as it was pushed against the\ncarpet and her tits as they were pushed against his rough chest hair.

\n\n

He should have\nwhipped her cunt he thought as his groin banged into her over and\nover with increasing force. That could have hurt too. Finally tongue\ndeep down her throat he jerked and spasmed and thrust and jerked as\nhe shot gob after gob, load after load of his sperm into her,\nsplashing into her womb until he collapsed panting on her battered\nbreasts.

\n\n

Wow that had been\ngood!

\n\n

To Hayley’s\nsurprise, a minute or two after this despoiling of her womb he fell\noff her and told her to suck him and get him hard again, “or else.”\nShe rapidly went down to put his spunk covered cock in her mouth and\nbegan doing all she could, despite her pain, which now included the\nscratches on her back, to get him hard again.

\n\n

All the hurting of\nher must have excited him as he was soon hard again and able to fuck\nher throat and shoot more spunk down her throat as he sat on the\nsofa. After he had erupted and filled her mouth with his bitter\ntasting cum, he gave her a kick that sent her sprawling and fell back\nexhausted to recover.

\n\n

Unknown to Hayley,\nDenny had taken some Viagra and spent the next hour fucking her over\nand over shooting spunk into her cunt, her ass, her mouth until he\ncouldn’t shoot any more. He then dragged her off to bed, fucked her\nwith a bottle and fell asleep.

\n\n

Hayley, filled and\nabused in every hole and hurting all over took some time before she\nfell asleep. If it wasn’t for Ryan’s progamming she would have\nhad the most horrific nightmares. Instead she slept fitfully,\noccasionally awaking when her ass touched the mattress to cause her\npain.

\n\n

Denny slept the deep\nsleep of a man profoundly satisfied.

\n\n

Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Twenty Seven

\n\n

Hayley woke at about\n9:30. This was later than normal due to sheer exhaustion. She needed\nto leave by about 10.30 if she was to get to Ryan’s parents house\nfor lunch. Her limbs ached from all the stretching and jerking and\nshe could feel a few sore lines on her tits, torso, back and bruises\nall over her ass. Denny was asleep facing into her. She lifted the\nbed cover to look down at herself. Where it was sore there were still\nsome angry red marks left. A few lines across the top of her tits,\nshe wished she could think of them using a nicer term. Damn Ryan.

\n\n

She went down to\nsuck Denny’s cock. This was standard wake up procedure with Ryan.\nShe gently took it in her mouth and began moving her tongue around\nit. She gently massaged his balls.

\n\n

Denyy woke and let\nher carry on. He knew she had to get up and leave so he might as well\nget a final fuck. When he was big and feeling horny enough he pulled\nher up and started kissing her, twisting her nipples and painfully\nsqueezing her tits. Eventually he moved to raking her back with his\nnails. They were short, but he still seemed to know how to cause deep\nscratches with them.

\n\n

Hayley writhed and\ntossed in his arms making mewling noises, gasps and small cries as\nshe felt the nails breaking her skin.

\n\n

Eventually he rolled\non top of her and started fucking. He slapped and pinched her tits\nand then slapped her face back and forth before finally shooting his\nload into her.

\n\n

“Make me some\ntoast and coffee before you go,” he said in a normal rather than\nbossy voice. She made it with his final spunk trickling down her leg\nand took it to him in bed. He asked her to do a slow twirl for him.\nShe faced him then slowly turned around on the spot. She knew he\nwanted to see what marks were still on her. His scratch marks were,\nshe could feel them.

\n\n

He noted the four\nwelts across her breasts and the three across her stomach. There\nwere bruises on her behind and five welts on her back. There were\nfour long scratch marks across her shoulders on the back where he had\ndrawn blood with his scratches. They would last for several days. He\nsmiled.

\n\n

“Very pretty. Well\nthanks for a nice time Hayley. Hopefully we can do it again soon.”

\n\n

Hayley was\ndumbfounded. This monster who had cruelly hurt, shamed and humiliated\nher for the whole of yesterday was now behaving as if it had been a\nnormal social occasion and they were friends.

\n\n

“If Ryan wants to,\nyou know I’m available.”

\n\n

“You’re that\nalright,” he smiled.

\n\n

Hayley turned and\nleft to get showered and ready for Ryan. She wore one of the zip\ndresses, a pastel purple pattern, but with the zip done up for a\nchange. She said a final goodbye to Denny who was still in bed and\narrived at Ryan’s parent’s house at one o’clock. His mother\nanswered the door.

\n\n

She looked in her\nfifties, with dark blonde dyed hair cut short to her neck in a curly\nstyle and friendly brown eyes belying her hair colour. She wore\nslightly too much powder on her face and had lipstick slightly too\nred, though Hayley had seen worse. And these days who was she to\njudge.

\n\n

“Ah, you must be\nHayley,” she said, “Ryan’s been talking about you. Nice to meet\nyou.”

\n\n

“Thank you,”\nsaid Hayley, “nice to meet you too.”

\n\n

She was led in and\nmet his father, who worked as a machinist in an engineering factory\nand his sister still at school. It appeared she was cleverer or\nworked harder than Ryan as she was doing ‘A’levels in the sixth\nform though she did not hold out much hope of getting good ones.

\n\n

“Mine were\nmediocre,” said Hayley, “but they’re still useful.”

\n\n

She told them what\nshe did and a brief outline of her life. Ryan’s mother did the same\nfor him. He hadn’t achieved much. But he was a nice lad, seemed to\nbe the gist of it.

\n\n

Ryan was obviously\nproud of her, which she found strange. She excused her collar as a\nfashion item when asked about it. It was a normal visit of a\ngirlfriend to her boyfriend’s family. For Hayley though the whole\nexperience seemed strangely surreal. Was this the real Hayley, a\nrespectable, intelligent, well brought up girl who they thought their\nboy was lucky to be with or was the sex slave Hayley the real Hayley.\nThe girl who drank piss every morning and did any and every shameful\nact their son or his friend could dream up.

\n\n

The visit went well.\nThe opposite of his visit to her parents. Ryan’s family thoroughly\napproved of her. They didn’t say it but she sensed they were\ndumbfounded at how he had got himself such an obviously classy girl.\nWarm goodbyes were eventually said and she and Ryan left at the same\ntime. She drove back to her flat in Birmingham, he to the bungalow.

\n\n

It was true life\nwith Ryan was not wholly horrific and excessive. There was a lot of\nboyfriend/girlfriend interaction, but always within a strict\nslave/master way. The fact she had to always say Master to him unless\nthey were out, meant normal conversations were limited to restaurants\nand other public places. Also her tits were always hanging out of her\ndress or her nipples visible through thin tops so she was always\naware of her status and in a perpetual state of public embarrassment.\nShe had got used to it a bit, but she felt she would never wholly get\nused to it.

\n\n

Since the day she\nhad gone in with restraint chafe marks on her ankles and wrists she\nfelt no-one had regarded her the same even at work. She had felt odd\nwhen Denny had removed her slave collar and strange to be treated as\na normal person by Ryan and his family during the visit. The truth\nwas she wasn’t a normal person anymore. Her daily routine of\ndrinking piss with meals, weeing open legged in front of a camera,\ndoing obscene exercises every night, wearing slutty clothes the\nmoment she got home, wearing no underwear and her collar at work or\nsocial occasions meant she could never escape her slave status.

\n\n

Even now she was out\nof her dress, pulling out a thin crop top that barely covered her\ntits, if making them wholly visible through the material was covering\nthem, from her wardrobe and a thin, ass clutching micro skirt that\nshowed not just her tight ass cheeks but the crack between and made\nit quite clear she was wearing nothing beneath.

\n\n

She weed into a jug,\nsitting on the toilet, legs open towards the camera and put the jug\nin the fridge next to one that was already there. She made a sandwich\nand poured out some of the fresh piss. She decided to pour the old\npiss away. It was a day old and she’d be making more tomorrow. She\ndrank the piss with her sandwich then had coffee. She wondered if\nRyan was watching on his laptop. Looking ike a cheap whore she sat\ndown to relax in front of the TV. It had been an exhausting weekend\nand she could still feel the marks Denny had left on her. She would\nbe feeling them at home and at work for several days.

\n\n

Monday evening she\nrelaxed and did some course work. Tuesday she attended the evening\nclass for her Insurance Certificate. It dawned on her on the way back\nthat there was in fact a way out. If she passed her exams she could\nget a better job in a different town. Just leave and tell no-one\nwhere she was going. Ryan would not know where she was and she would\nbe free. She smiled happily.

\n\n

Wednesday it was\nback to the bungalow.

\n\n

She arrived straight\nfrom work as usual. She turned her collar ring to the front while\nwaiting for him to answer the door. After a quick kiss she took off\nher blouse, white vest, skirt and shoes and left them by the clothes\npedestal near the door. Naked she went to the bedroom to see what\nRyan had left out for her to wear. He returned to the sofa and\ncarried on with his video game. \n

\n\n

On the bed was a red\nthigh high mini skirt, red six inch heels and no top. She assumed he\nfelt like having her topless today. She put them on and went into the\nkitchen to make dinner. Ryan called out, “sausage and egg today\nplease.”

\n\n

She assumed he\nwanted her tits and stomach to be splashed by hot fat. On the whole\nHayley was too good a cook for this to happen much. They sat at the\nkitchen table. He had a glass of beer and she had a wine glass of\nRyan’s piss.

\n\n

“Do a twirl,”\nRyan said, having noticed a few marks on her as she had crossed the\nliving room. Hayley held up her skirt and turned around for him.

\n\n

“Still some small\nbruises on your ass,” he said, “and scratch marks on your back.”

\n\n

“Yes Master, the\nmarks on my tits and stomach had gone by this morning.”

\n\n

Ryan raised his\neyebrows, “guess he was a bit tough then. Tell me what happened.”

\n\n

Hayley gave him a\ndetailed account of her time with Denny including the questions he\nhad asked in the strip pub. Ryan didn’t really comment much except\nhe liked the topless car driving idea.

\n\n

After dinner he took\nher to the laptop and showed her the photos he was intending to put\non the web advertising her services. There was one with her leg\ncocked peeing against a tree, one of her licking it with her tongue\nbut her hair hiding her face, one of her bent over exposing herself\nwith her hands and a picture of a cock in her ass, cunt exposed.\nFinally there was a full frontal that stopped at the neck.

\n\n

“The idea is to\npost them on a kinky contacts website and ask people to send in their\nsuggestions for what they would like to do to you. I’ve set up a\nseparate email. We can then arrange to meet up with the best ones and\nlet them play out their ideas. Why make me happy, or me and Denny,\nwhen you can make lots of people happy. Poor sods probably sit in\ntheir rooms day dreaming, but never think it might happen in real\nlife. Unless they have a lot of money for prostitutes eh? Half the\ntime prostitutes won’t do everything.”

\n\n

“You know Master,”\nHayley ventured riskily.

\n\n

“I’ve heard.”

\n\n

“I thought you\nliked me belonging to you Master. Do you want lots of other men to\nhave me as well?”. \n

\n\n

“It won’t be\nlots. Just a few. The more interesting ones.”

\n\n

“You don’t think\nit’s a bit sick Master?”

\n\n

“You’re not\nobjecting are you?”

\n\n

“Of course not\nMaster. I’m your slave. I want whatever you want.”

\n\n

“And I want this\nso that’s settled.”

\n\n

Hayley knew she had\nto stop this. The question was how.”

\n\n

“Yes Master.”

\n\n

Hayley watched\ndismayed as Ryan posted the perverted and explicit pictures of her on\nthe site. He then wrote a few captions underneath.

\n\n

“Want To Fuck This\nSlut?”

\n\n

“Email me with\nyour ideas for what you would like to do to her. The more extreme and\noriginal ideas will get a reply and meeting. Let your imagination\nrip! Remember she’s into anything. Dirt, bad looks, old age and\nalcoholism a plus.”

\n\n

So now she was\nofficially a slut. Thousands would look at her, wank over her. Maybe\nthey’d print her out and put her on their wall. Email her naked\nbits and perverted actions to their friends.

\n\n

Ryan was excited and\nhe kissed and groped her on the sofa for a while, poking his fingers\nup her and enjoying his control and possession. When he tired of this\nhe had her kneeling kissing, licking and sucking his feet and toes\nwhile he watched a favourite TV show. Hayley paced herself. She knew\nshe was going to be dealing with his smelly feet for some time.

\n\n

An hour later when\nthe show ended he grabbed her hair and sat her on his lap. He groped\nher cunt and they watched a film together. Next she was the\nentertainment as she went through her exercises, then the treadmill,\nthen a shower and to bed.

\n\n

He had the usual\nrough sex with her, but she could tell as he twisted her tits and\npummelled her cunt that he was more excited than usual. No doubt\nlooking forward to what the adverts would bring.

\n\n

Final Author\nComments

\n\n

I would\nlike to thank everyone who has read the whole thing! I hope you\nenjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks for all the\nreviews and comments. Comments were particularly useful. Sorry for\nthe long delay. It was going to continue with ad scenarios but I have\ndecided to put them into something different. Once I regain some\nenergy and time.

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