Mary the Teenaged Slut

Mary the Teenaged Slut - Part Three

Leaving a vapor trail in the cloudless afternoon sky, a blood red Challenger business jet streaks toward a private airstrip in the Scottish Highlands. Inside the jet's lavish cabin sit Mr Sukaluski and two Thanatos Society "facilitators". A large Louis Vuitton trunk sits on its end on the cabin floor. A silver basin, about a foot in diameter, is fastened to the top of the case. Occasionally one to the men stands up and relieves himself by pissing into the basin. His hot, yellow urine quickly flows into the trunk. When not peeing into the case, the men amuse themselves by pouring other things into the bowl. One man empties a bottle of scorching Habanero pepper sauce. A moment later the other man empties a can of Guinness beer into the case.

Mr Sukaluski is the leader of this small group. His obsession is finding young victims for his fellow members of the Society. He is very excited about his latest discovery, Mary.

Trapped inside the trunk, the naked fourteen year-old is in a galaxy of torment. The hose leading from the basin to her mouth guarantees that her stomach is filled with the three men's piss and whatever else they decide to pour into her. Her full weight is pushing down on a hard metal bicycle saddle. Rising from the seat are two caustic, itching dildoes shoved to their hilts into her pussy and asshole. A bare copper wire circles each of her pretty dimpled knees holding them suspended from the top of the trunk so that the poor girl cannot rest her feet on the floor of the case. These wires have cut into the soft flesh of her legs. The nasty saw-toothed spring clips biting into her nipples made them to swell to twice their normal size. But worst of all are the mosquitoes. Thousands of genetically modified insects have been feasting on Mary's sweet blood since she was sealed into this hellish trunk. These ravenous bugs have stung every exposed millimeter of her skin. Her entire body is covered with a lacework of blood.

Mr Sukaluski watches fascinated, as pens draw fine lines on moving a roll of paper in a machine resting on the table in front of him. A cable connects the machine to an electrical connector on the side of the trunk. Inside the case, the wires travel up the vertical post holding the metal seat upon which Mary is sitting. Unbeknownst to the young teen, the dildo in her pussy serves more than just to torment her. Sensors running along the length of the artificial cock measure the number of times the young teen has an orgasm. Every few minutes the pens oscillate violently. "Remarkable!" Sukaluski says to the other two men. "Despite all the pain that we are inflicting on her, that little slut has had at least one orgasm every five minutes since we took off." With a smile, he closes his eyes and murmurs to himself. "I think I've found the ultimate pain-pig."

He lifts up a phone attached to the arm of his seat and dials the private number of the Chairman of the Thanatos Society. "Pronto", a gruff voice answers.

"Your Eminence," says Sukaluski in faultless Italian. " We're going to land at Thanatos Manor in a few minutes. I am returning from the States and have with me the kind of girl we find only once or twice a generation. The more we hurt her, the more she cums. With your permission I'd like to convene a meeting of the Board of Directors to discuss the best way to exploit this extraordinary find."

"This is exciting news indeed," replies the Cardinal in slightly accented English. "Arrange a meeting at the Manor in five days. I'm to confer with the Holy Father in a few days. He's considering permitting governments of developing countries to tax church property. Of course, the head of the Vatican Bank and I will attempt to change his mind. I should arrive in Scotland on Wednesday."

After ringing off, Mr Sukaluski sits back and thinks that this is perfect. It will take Mary five days to recover from her journey. She will be in perfect shape for inspection by the six directors of the Society.

The plane lands at the Manor's private air strip and Mary's trunk is brought to a chamber in the cellar of the mansion. A group of men surround the case. One of them swings open the cover of the trunk as if it were a door. A clear sheet of Plexiglas covers the contents of the trunk. The naked fourteen-year-old is trembling and bleeding as clouds of mosquitoes continue to torment her. A second man attaches a hose to a socket in the side of the case. The other end is already fastened to what looks like large tank of propane. He turns the knob on the top tank and for a split second, liquid oxygen fills the inside of the trunk. In an instant, the interior temperature of Mary's tiny prison goes from 110 degrees Fahrenheit to minus 40 degrees. All the mosquitoes instantly freeze to death and drop to the floor of the case. The filigree of blood decorating the girl's body immediately turns to scarlet ice. Mary doesn't freeze to death because the Plexiglas cover is quickly removed allowing warm air to caress her body. Working quickly, facilitators remove the wires holding her legs as well as the tube in her mouth. Immediately, Mary coughs and regurgitates about a quart of beer urine and pepper sauce. Two men lift her off the dildoes and carry her to a gurney. As they wheel her out of the room and to the infirmary, one of the men removes the clips from her nipples.

"Ohhh, please help me," moans Mary. The young girl has never been in so much pain. Her asshole and pussy continue to burn and itch while her nipples throb in time to her heartbeat. Her once-perfect white skin is pebbled with mosquito bites. Even her pretty face is covered with them. The bugs have bitten her eyelids, the insides of her ears and her lips. Her pussy lips also served as a bloody smorgasbord for the mosquitoes. Even her clitoris has not been spared their voracious assault. Waves of itching pain wash over her skin.

She is wheeled to an examination room in the Manor's well-equipped infirmary. A doctor and a "nurse" await their youthful patient. The nurse is, in fact, a slave of the Manor. Her name is Lois. This eighteen year-old beauty had been brought to the Manor two years before. Her uncle had sent her there. He wanted her trained as a sex-slave as well as a nurse so that she could take care of her ailing grandfather. Her uncle told her that he wanted her to be adept at changing the eighty year-old's diaper as she was at sucking his cock. As it happened, her grandfather died shortly after her arrival at the Manor so her uncle donated her to the Society. At sixteen, she was much too old to be attractive to her uncle who already had his sights set on her twelve year-old sister.

Lois's nurse's uniform, such as it is, consists of a white leather thong with a red cross emblazoned over her crotch. Except for that and a white nurse's cap, she is naked. A spring clip bites into her left nipple of her full breast. Dangling from the clip by a short ribbon is a small watch that she uses to measure a patient's pulse. Which is exactly what she is doing to Mary.

"Her pulse is slightly elevated, Master," she says to the doctor as he measures Mary's blood pressure.

"Her pressure is fine," replies the doctor. "She hasn't lost sufficient blood to warrant a transfusion. Clean her up while I prepare a Vitamin B-12 shot for her."

Lois then begins to carefully wash the teenager's body. Despite the disfiguring mosquito bites, the nurse admires her patient's shapeliness. "You have a wonderful figure," she whispers as she continues to wipe down Mary, Lois is a lesbian and begins to get aroused. Her pussy juices up as she lets her fingers linger along the inner lips of the half-conscious girl's cunt. She snatches her hand away just in time as the doctor returns to the examining table. Lois knows that she would be punished severely for taking liberties with the new captive.

Normally a B-12 shot is administered in a patient's hip. However, this is the clinic in Thanatos Manor. Without hesitation, the doctor shoves the long needle into the soft flesh of Mary's vulva. Her eyes flash open and she screams as the burning liquid seems to permeate her cunt flesh.

Slave-nurse Lois assists Mary to her feet. She half carries her to an adjoining room where she helps the girl onto a toilet. As the teen shits, she moans as the remnants of the hot sauce in her bum give a new meaning to the term "ring of fire". When she is finished, Lois brings her to a bidet whose soothing medicated waters ease her burning cunt and ass. Jolene then leads Mary to a deep bath whose warm water has been laced with healing oils that will stop her skin from itching and hasten its recovery.

After a half an hour soak, Mary is led from her bath. Her skin has stopped itching. Lois brings her to a hospital room where she put Mary to bed. Before she leaves, the slave nurse fastens a shackle around Mary's ankle. The shackle is chained to the foot of the bed. Mary quickly drifts off to sleep.

For the next few days, Mary is allowed to rest and recover. By the third day, all traces of the mosquito bites have disappeared. She is given three nourishing meals a day and her strength quickly returns. As she rests in bed, she realizes that she had been eleven years old the last time she spent consecutive three days without someone's cock in her. Despite her predicament, Mary is feeling horny. She lets her hand wander to her pussy and rubs the nub of her clitoris.

On the morning of the fourth day, she happens to be masturbating when Mr Sukaluski enters her room. A swarthy young man accompanies him. Poor Mary's heart leaps when she sees him. She knows that his pleasant smile masks his sadistic nature.

"Mary, my dear girl, don't let us interrupt you" he begins as he flicks away her blankets to reveal her naked body. She lies before him with three fingers of her right hand buried in her cunt. "I'm happy to see that you have recovered fully. You may be wondering why we are taking such good care of you after subjecting you to so much pain during your trip here."

Mary removes her hand and says nothing. She just stares at the well-groomed man as a rabbit might stare at a rattlesnake.

"Well, dear," he continues. "I believe I have discovered in you a remarkable gift. Tomorrow, the men who control the Thanatos Society are going to gather to determine the best way to exploit an asset as valuable a you."

Sukaluski's companion is the son of an oil sheik who is a third generation member of the Society. It is a family tradition that every male in the family visits Thanatos Manor on his nineteenth birthday. The young Arab's eyes roam over Mary's naked body. He is delighted to see such an All-American-looking girl chained to the foot of her bed. The older man says, "Rashid, my young friend, why don't you avail yourself of Mary's skilled mouth while I explain some of the history of the Thanatos Society."

As he speaks, he presses a button at the foot of Mary's hospital bed. The teenager can feel the mattress at the head of her bed rising. He stops the motor when her mattress is at a forty-five degree angle. Rashid unzips the fly of his tailored suit and climbs up onto the bed. He straddles Mary's naked body. His brown cock is inches from her face. She can feel the heat of his man-meat on her lips. A drop of pre-cum glistens oozes out of the piss slit of his prick.

"Open wide, dear," Sukaluski orders. "While I tell Rashid a little about the Thanatos Society. You should pay attention too. I'm sure a clever young girl like you can suck cock and listen at the same time." The Arab bumps the tip of his swollen penis against Mary's soft lips. The experienced cocksucker opens her mouth and allows him to invade its moist confines. The fourteen year-old slut expertly swirls her hot pink tongue around the dome of the young man's dick. She looks up at him adoringly with huge wide eyes. She thinks if she can please him, Sukaluski may not hurt her anymore.

As the pretty girl continues to suck cock, Sukaluski calmly tells her about the Thanatos Society. "The raison d'être of the Society is to torture and humiliate young women like Mary here. You might ask why. Many young tarts have over the years. The simple answer is 'because we can'."

Mary's heart sinks and for a moment, she stops sucking the man's cock. Rashid encourages her to continue by pinching her left nipple.

The older man continues his story. "The Society was established by a group of Catholic bishops when the Church was ruled by a series of debauched Renaissance popes. It's not surprising that these powerful men allowed their baser instincts to rule when you consider the example set by men like Rodrigo Borgia, who became Pope Alexander VI. While he was Pope, he would encourage his son, Cesare, to fuck his sister, Lucretia, while he watched. In fact, when we visit the library of the Manor, look over the fireplace. You will see an oil painting depicting this incestuous coupling. Yes, Pope Julius the Second may have commissioned Michelangelo to paint the Sistine Chapel, but old Rodrigo paid him to paint pornography."

Mary continues to suck and listen. Her mouth is filling with the young Arab's salty pre-cum. She swallows several times, squeezing his cock delightfully as she does.

"For three hundred years," continues Sukaluski. "The Thanatos Society was based in Rome. At first, its membership was largely made up of members of the European nobility. Towards the end of the eighteenth century, wealthy merchants and farmers joined the Society. By the nineteenth century, the majority of members were English so the headquarters moved to Great Britain. Shortly after, Thanatos Manor, where we currently are, was built in the Highlands of Scotland."

Every time Mary deep-throats the Arab she bumps her nose on the zipper of his fly.

Watching intently the ministrations of his beautiful captive, Sukaluski continues his brief history. "Today, members come from all over the world. I'm proud to say that members leave their prejudices and politics outside the doors of the Manor. In past years I've watched the Chairman of the Communist Party of an eastern European country bum-fuck a little slave while the CEO of one of North America's largest auto companies filled her mouth with his cock. Oh yes, here, the lion does lie down with the lamb. Or should I say 'lie down with the leopard'. It's little girls like Mary here, who are the lambs."

As the teen dutifully sucks the young man's cock, her mouth overflows with her spit and his pre-cum. Glittering ribbons of slime flow from both corners of her mouth. They hang suspended from her chin until they break and fall onto her breasts and drip onto her belly.

"Today the Society is involved in many different enterprises. We own a chain of bordellos that are located in many of the world's major cities. Nicknamed Bambino Bordellos, these establishments cater to clients who prefer young fuck toys. About ten years ago, we established a film studio just outside Warsaw where we produce snuff films. We are making a very healthy profit from sales of those DVDs. Rashid, tonight when you retire, you may watch several of these films on the closed circuit television in your room."

The word "snuff" made the Arab's cock jump in Mary's mouth. Rashid uses every ounce of will not to plunge his cock into the teenager's gullet. He wants to humiliate her so her pulls his dick out of her mouth just in time to spray a huge wad of his cock grease into her face. By the time he is finished, Mary's cheeks and chin drip with semen.

"Well done, my boy," says the older man. "It appears that you have been saving up your juice for several weeks."

Rashid gets off Mary's bed. He pushes his wilted cock into his pants. "The little American cheerleader sucks cock very well," he says in heavily accented English. "I've been told that all American girls are whores and that they learn cocksucking in high school. I see now that it must be true."

With a smile, Sukaluski orders Mary to use her fingers to play with the sperm before dropping into her mouth. The captive American teenager does as ordered. Using her thumb and forefinger, she draws a long string of man goo from her cheek, just as she might, under different circumstances, pull out a string of bubble gum. After a few minutes, she has consumed all of the Arabs smelly cock snot.

"Well, Mary," says the older man. "We'll leave you now to rest. Tomorrow is a big day. You are to be presented to the members of the Board of Directors. You'll probably find their demands rather exhausting."

Turning to his guest, Sukaluski offers to give the young man a tour of the Thanatos Society Academy of Sexual Slavery. "You'll find it rather interesting," he says as they head towards the door. "I believe your father sent your younger sister there last year. Why don't we go see how she is doing. In his note to me, your father wrote that I should encourage you to fuck her up the ass and in her mouth, but not to take her virginity. He's going to take that himself."

After the two men leave, Mary lies back on her bed. She faces the next day with a mixture of fear and excitement. She senses that her meeting with the members of the Thanatos Board of Directors will be both painful and pleasurable. As she daydreams, her hand goes to her pussy and she begins to rub her clitty gently.

………………………….. End of Part Three

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