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Suffering Students by V.P. Viddler (torture, inces
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torture, incest, degradation, underage characters. If these
things offend you, do not read.
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SUFFERING STUDENTS
by V.P. Viddler
23
I found Judy just where Roy had said I would. In his kitchen.
Judy was from Cincinnati, and she was on a visit to Roy
and his family. "But," Roy said, "my cousin told me to get
rid of her. It's a contract. A family thing. She has to be
hit. So young too. Just a kid. So you do it, okay? I'm going
away. No hurry. Have fun with her first. All you want. I
don't give a shit what you do to her. That's your thing. Just
so you hit her afterwards."
"I don't do that," I said.
So Roy showed me a picture of her. I took one look and
said okay.
Roy gave me his key. "In the kitchen. She'll be waiting
for you. Have a ball."
So I was in Roy's apartment and in his kitchen and there
was Judy. Sitting on a wooden table, at one end. Her arms
were stretched high above her head, straight up, each wrist
tied with rope hanging from the ceiling. Her thighs were spread
apart and each ankle lashed to a table leg at the corners.
A dish towel was stuffed into her mouth and another one was
tied around her head to keep it in place.
"Oh shit," I said. Because that photograph had not said
it all. Not hardly. This was about the most gorgeous girl
I had ever seen. Lovely. Young. Helpless. Judy's wide eyes
were bright clear blue. Very long red-blonde hair hung down
her back to her waist. Her skin was porcelain. Her thrusting
breasts begged to be touched. A body that couldn't quit if
it wanted to. And what I could see of her legs had me drooling.
And Judy was all mine, sitting in that mouth-watering position,
helplessly waiting. Mine. No limit to what I could do to her.
"Shit," I said. And then I said, "Do you know what I'm
going to do to you?"
Judy just looked at me. Sat there with her raised arms
and her wide eyes and her spread sexy legs and her high, full,
thrusting breasts and looked at me. And then, slowly, she nodded.
It shook me up.
"I doubt that," I said. I found a long sharp knife in
a drawer. "I'm going to take that gag off," I said. "Don't
make any noise. Or I'll kill you. Understand?"
Judy nodded again. I undid the gag and pulled the towel
out of her mouth. The girl was still better looking without
it. She worked her mouth a bit, but said nothing.
I said, "What am I going to do to you?"
Judy said, "You're going to kill me."
"That's right," I said. "Aren't you scared?"
"Yes," Judy said.
"That's not all I'm going to do," I said.
"I know," Judy said.
"What did Roy say about me?" I said.
"You like to hurt girls," Judy said.
"A lot," I said. "How do you feel about that?"
"I'm frightened," Judy said.
"You're pretty damn calm about it," I said.
"I'm not," Judy said. "But I can't stop you, can I?"
"Most girls would cry and moan and beg me not to do it,"
I said. "Why don't you?"
"It wouldn't do any good," Judy said. "You'd do it anyway."
"You're tough," I said.
"No, I'm not," Judy said. "I'm afraid. I don't want to
die."
"
"Too bad," I said. "Do you want to be hurt?"
"No," Judy said.
"I'm going to hurt you, Judy," I said. "I'm going to hurt
you very badly."
"I know," Judy said.
"And I'm going to rape you," I said.
"I know," Judy said.
"And then I'm going to kill you," I said.
"I know," Judy said.
God, she was something. I was trying to break her down.
"First," I said, "I'm going to strip you, Judy. Cut all
your clothes off and strip you naked."
Judy said nothing.
"Then I'm going to whip the hell out of you," I said.
"Whip you to ribbons. Front and back."
Still Judy said nothing.
"Then," I said, "I'm going to start burning you. All over.
With lit cigarettes. On your body." I thought I saw her quiver.
"Especially on your breasts, Judy," I said. "You have terrific
breasts, it looks like. I'll know better once I get them naked,
but I'll bet anything that they're just gorgeous, all high and
round and firm and creamy with cute pink nipples. And I bet
they're tender, too. Well, Judy, I'm going to just ruin those
fine titties. I'm going to burn them so much that they'll look
like a couple of old ash heaps. Think how that's going to feel,
Judy."
Still Judy didn't say anything, but I saw a flicker of
fright in her eye, and her mouth trembled in spite of her.
"And then--" I said.
"Bastard," Judy said.
I smiled at her. "Scared now?" I said.
"I told you I was," Judy said. "Do it if you're going
to. Do it. Get your kicks and then kill me and get it over."
"Not so fast, Judy," I said. "It's going to last a long
time. A long, long time."
Judy said nothing. I reached out and put a hand on her
breast and felt it for a while, and then I clamped my fingers
on it and squeezed as hard as I could, watching Judy's facer.
Judy clamped her jaw and pressed her lips together, but as I
crushed harder a thin moaning sound forced itself from her tight
mouth and a tear came to her eye.
My cock was aching.
So I cut her clothes off. Slowly, baring that exquisite
body inch by inch. Till Judy was naked. And beautiful. I
didn't want to kill her. But I would. Much later.
"I was right about your tits, Judy," I said. "Looking
at them practically makes me come. But that's for later. Right
now I want to hurt them. By burning the shit out of them.
Now." And I lit a cigarette.
Judy said, with just a hint of a quaver in her voice, "You'd
better gag me first. Or I'll probably scream."
"I don't want to," I said.
"Please gag me," Judy said. "I'm afraid I'll scream and
you'll kill me."
"Then don't scream," I said. "Okay?" And then I put my
cigarette to that fantastic alabaster breast and put it out
on her nipple. But slowly, very slowly, kissing her skin and
caressing it with the glowing tip and touching it all around
and finally grinding it out into her flesh, twisting slowly,
painfully, ecstatically.
Judy jerked and squirmed beautifully, and she said:
"NNGGHHHGGHARRRKHGGG HUNHKKHUNHGHUNNH AUGHHARRK ANGHUNGHUNGHUNGGGHHH
UHK UHK UHK HAHH HAUHH AURRGGGHHH."
"That was just one," I said.
"Kill me," Judy said.
"You know I won't--for a while," I said.
"I know," Judy said hopelessly.
"Kiss me," I said and I put my mouth on hers and burned
her again as she screamed into my mouth.
After I burned Judy some more I cut her hands loose and
lay her back on the table and got on top of that young luscious
juicy pain-filled body and fucked it for an hour.
I stayed in Roy's apartment for four days and nights.
Hurting Judy. Fucking Judy. Whipping her and burning her and
sticking my cock down her throat. And her ass.
Judy had the softest lips I know. Her sucking was so good
that while it was going on I didn't want to do anything else,
even hurt her. So Judy would suck my cock for hours, because
that was the only time I wasn't hurting her. Even while fucking
her I would be burning her curvy legs or whipping her ass.
And I would remind her I was going to kill her.
"I know," Judy would say.
I think I was in love with her.
One day I found a bottle of sleeping pills in Roy's bathroom
and mixed them all into a glass of water and told Judy to drink
it. Judy knew this was it. But it was that or the knife.
Her hand shook as she drank it all. And I got on top of her
and fucked her and fucked her until she fell asleep and I came
into her and then I stayed there inside her until she was dead.
Then I left and went to school.
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