attached through her breasts Bea looked down to see the nipples being stretched upwards and elongated and the breast beneath being stretched into a cone. Tighter and tighter he made the string as the young girl ached her back off of the table until she could raise it no more. Still her tormentor tightened the string and now her breast took the strain stretching up from her body to an impossible length until a scream filled the air of the room, torn from her lungs by the sharp pain that filled her body. Now the man eased the string slightly before beginning on the other breast, again tightening until Bea's scream filled the room. Finally he started on the string through her clit and Bea trembled visibly as he drew the sting tighter. Again she tried to lift her body to ease the pain until her body was beautifully arched over the stool but still the man tightened the string till she could move no more and her tiny clit was stretched above her body. Tightening until Bea yelped in pain the man tied off the final string to the bar above her. Holding herself very still Bea saw the audience get up and come to view her. Her body was shiny with sweat from the exertion of holding herself up and every slight movement brought a yelp from her throat as pain shot through her. As the audience gathered around she saw her tormentor pick up her violin bow and apply plenty of resin to it before bringing it to rest across the strings attached to her breasts. Waiting until the audience were quiet he gently began to draw the bow across the strings causing Bea to groan as the vibrations travelled down the strings and into her young breasts. As the bow played across the strings her tormentor varied the pressure and groans, shrieks and yelps were forced from the poor girl's body depending on how hard he played her.
The similarity to how she played her violin was not lost on Bea as the man played first one string then the other and finally both strings together with the vibrations resonating through his young victim in exactly the same way. Bea could feel the vibrations having an unexpected effect on her. Even though she was in pain she could feel herself reacting to the constant vibrations as they travelled through her breasts and down her body and was soon shaking from the effects of an orgasm. Hearing the audience applaud the performance as her body shook she blushed in shame and closed her eyes only to feel her tormentor stop. Opening her eyes to see what was happening Bea was mortified to see that he now had the bow resting on the string that was attached to her clit and was waiting to start.
As the bow began to move Bea could hardly feel it, so gentle was his touch but slowly the pressure built until cries of pain mixed with sexual abandon filled the air as the young girl was brought to climax after climax by her inhuman torture. “Please no more,” Bea begged as the torture stopped. “Just a little more, my dear,” the host told her. “Then you can go home.” Again a line of men formed at each end of the helpless girl and she realized that they were going to use her again. This time however as the men inserted their cocks into her mouth and pussy and began to pump them in and out three men took up position next to the stings and began to rub bows across them, causing terrific vibrations in all three, body piercings. To make matters worse all the pushing and pulling from the men who were using her, caused her body to move and tore gasps of pain from her as her breasts and clit were stretched even more. Soon she began to feel the men shooting their sticky loads into her body and swallowed the cum in her mouth down as she felt the cum from her pussy leak down the inside of her thigh. Quickly the first two men were replaced and this time they came at the same time as Bea as the vibrations set her off on orgasm after orgasm. Again and again the men changed and again and again they deposited their semen deep in her young body. All the while her body was being played like a violin and orgasms tore through it. The men who had been playing her breasts took their place at either end of Bea leaving the host and the man playing her clit to continue and finally the last two men began to take their pleasure on her body. Now they began to pluck at the strings and Bea's young body started to buck and writhe, as the pain and pleasure tore through her in equal quantities. As the men used her helpless body they slowly increased both the speed of their thrusts and the force of their plucking until Bea's orgasms overlapped into one huge blinding orgasm.
The last thing, Bea felt as she slipped into unconsciousness was the two men cocks swell and pulse as they filled her with her final load of cum. Some hours later a very sore Bea awoke and groggily looked around. She could see the other members of her quartet still asleep from the drugs they had been given. The house was empty and looking down she found that her clothes had been replaced. It was only later that she discovered that the house was for sale and had been empty for some time and figured out that her attackers had just borrowed it for the night. Bea decided not to tell anyone what had been done to her after she found a note in her pocket warning her that the video of her performance would be posted on the web should she ever tell of her ordeal. This left her with one problem however.
How was she ever going to be able to explain to her father why she now sported rings through the new piercings in her nipples and clit complete with miniature violin bows that would have to be cut through if she ever wanted them off?
The Second Way
Bea strained against the ropes that held her naked young body arched backwards over the chair as she waited to see what her Dad would do next. The petite twelve year old and her Father had been playing tie up games, whenever her Mother went out, for just over a year now and each time her Father tried to make it just a little more painful for her as he found new ways to tie and torment her young body. Bea loved the helplessness and the attention that she got when her Father tied her and today her Mother was out for the afternoon, shopping. No sooner had the car left the drive than Bea was in her Dad's study waiting for her tie up time. “I've got something really special planned for you today,” her Father told her as he pulled the shirt over her head revealing the white training bra underneath. She didn't really need the training bra yet, as she only had little bumps as breasts but it made her feel very grown up to wear one. Next he knelt before her and unbuttoned her shorts before pulling them down her slim legs revealing her white, little girl panties with blue flowers on them. Standing up he looked down at his little girl's body and admired her young beauty as she stood waiting impatiently in her underwear. His eyes took in the slim legs with their soft skin leading up to her still slightly rounded bum. Turning her around he admired the way the front of her panties clearly showed the outline of her cunny as they stretched across the top of her legs.
Next his gaze rose to her flat tummy and up to her almost nonexistent breasts. He could just see the bump of her nipples under the material, signalling that she was already in a state of arousal. Bea flushed as her Father examined her body. She loved the way he looked at her and could feel herself getting the tingly feeling that she loved so much, between her legs as he continued to stare hungrily at her. Now her Father was looking into her green eyes and asking her a question. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she missed it and he had to repeat himself. “Are you sure you want me to tie you up and play with you today?” He asked. He always asked the same question before each session and Bea's answer was always the same.
“Yes please Daddy,” she answered. “What's the special thing you have planned?” “It's a surprise,” he told her. “You will find out shortly. Now get out of your underwear and stand by the chair.”
As he stood back and watched his twelve-year-old Daughter pull her training bra over her head, Bea's Dad thought, not for the first time, just how lucky he was. When he had introduced her to bondage, using the pretext that she was being a nuisance, he had just expected to live out his fantasy once or maybe twice. Now here they were a year later and he got to bind her at least twice a week, usually at her prompting. Now he watched as Bea smoothed her short black hair, which had been messed up by the bra, back down and turned away from him as she bent forward to take off her panties. His eyes took in the tight little bum as it came into view and lingered on the apex at the top of her legs, which widened as she lifted each foot in turn to remove her panties. Slowly Bea walked to the chair and stood before it waiting further instructions and giving her Dad time to look at her naked front. With no hair yet covering her cunny the pouting lips showed and made her look even more naked. As her Dad walked towards her with several lengths of rope in his hands, the little girl found herself short of breath as the anticipation of what was to come gripped her. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” he asked as he turned the chair around so that the back of the chair was against the back of his preteen Daughters legs. “Yes Daddy,” Bea replied finding it hard to speak properly. The chair was a heavy, wooden, four legged one with a brown fabric seat and back. Bea's Dad fastened her ankles to the back legs of the chair, which spread her feet apart.
Next he tied rope around her legs just above the knees and fastened this to the top of the chair legs, pulling her legs open slightly wider. Now he tied a rope to each of her wrists and going behind her pulled her backwards over the back of the chair until she could support herself by putting her arms behind her back on the front of the
