From: The Dark Ranger <dranger@ici.net>
Subject: Holly's Home Invasion (1/3) - Torture, FF
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Holly's Home Invasion Introduction
The following story is the second in a series of stories which began with "Agony in Pink." "Holly's Home Invasion" was written before "Agony in Pink" and, although similar in style and content, has a slightly different spin to it. "Holly's Home Invasion" is less extreme than "Agony in Pink" (Holly, our hapless heroine, winds up considerably better than poor Kimberly did) but has a greater sense of realism to it, making it a little nastier, if you will. In fact, it was the very "extreme-ness" of "Agony in Pink" that added to the obvious fantasy element of that story. "Holly's Home Invasion" seems to me to be a little crueler, so some of you may find "Holly's Home Invasion" tougher to take than "Agony in Pink." Or maybe not.
In any case, let me trudge out the usual disclaimers -- this story is a HEAVY torture story, containing sequences of nudity, bondage, extreme cruelty, violence, and torture. So by now you know whether or not you're going to like this story, right? And if you don't, then you can skip it.
If you're still with me, I hope you enjoy the story. And as an extra bonus, at the end of the story you will find a short excerpt from "The Interrogation of Leia," the next story in the series.
Part 1
There was a knock on the door. Holly had been sitting on the couch of
her apartment that she shared with her roommate. Holly was five foot
one inch tall with light brown hair which hung in slight curls to just
above her shoulder. She was a small but lovely girl -- a fine slightly
pointed nose, lovely legs, a smooth curved ass and beautiful feet and
toes. She was dressed in jeans, sneakers, and a grey "Notre Dame"
sweatshirt. She got up and walked to the door. "Who is it?" she asked
in her soft, beautifully silky smooth voice. A woman's voice answered.
"I need to check the bathroom. I won't be a minute!" Holly looked
through the peep hole and saw a young woman, slightly older than Holly's
own twenty five years. Holly unhooked the latch, unlocked the door, and
opened it.
As soon as she did, the door was pushed wide, flinging her back onto the
floor with a cry. In walked four women in their late 20s or early 30s.
All were dressed in black leather and boots. They gave a whoop when
they entered. One of them immediately closed and locked the door behind
her. They started walking around the apartment looking at things and
knocking them over. They were laughing, joking, and Holly lay on the
floor and stared at them with fear. She decided to speak up. She stood
up and faced them. "What are you doing here? Get out or I'll call the
cops!" Holly stood a good five inches shorter than any of them, and her
high melodic voice didn't seem to intimidate any of them. Their
attention was immediately turned to Holly. One of the intruders, who
had a snake tattooed on her forearm, strode forward to Holly. "Well,
well, look at what we have here. What do you think, Mora?" A woman who
had a ring through her nose replied, "I think we're gonna have some fun,
eh, Spike? Ha-ha-ha!" Spike grabbed Holly by the hair. Holly cinched
up, her hands flying up to her head. Spike held her by the hair as the
other three surrounded her. One of them, an overweight and unattractive
woman who was called Denny, stroked Holly's face. "What's your name,
hon?" Her face was strained with the pain of her hair being pulled, but
Holly answered, "Holly." "Holly!" cried the fourth one, who had red
hair cut into a crewcut and who was called Sal, "like 'Have a Holly
Jolly Christmas?'" They all laughed. Denny put her face close to
Holly's. "Pretty, pretty, Holly, eh? You're a pretty, pretty girl, my
pretty pretty Holly! Well, let me tell you what, my pretty pretty
Holly," and she grabbed Holly's hair away from Spike, snapped open a
switchblade and held it to Holly's lovely smooth cheek. Holly's eye's
went wide and stared with horror at the blade. She gasped and tried to
turn her head but Denny grabbed her hair even tighter and pulled her
face next to hers. Holly listened with terror as she felt the cold
blade on her cheek. "We are going to have some fun with you. If you do
exactly what we tell you to do, you'll live through the next few hours.
Otherwise I'll personally cut you open and pull your guts out. Do you
understand?" Holly tried to nod, being too terrified to speak. She
could hear the laughter of the other three women, hearing them say
things like "Yeah, we're gonna have fun!" "She'll do it too, girl, I'd
listen!" Denny pulled Holly's lovely face close again. Holly's face was
a mask of terror. "First of all, you are going to strip naked. When I
let you go, you've got ten seconds to take every stitch of clothes off
and stand there as naked as the day you were born. That mean no
clothes, shoes, jewelry, nothing. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??? TEN SECONDS
AND YOU'RE GONNA BE FUCKING NAKED!!" As she said this she tightened her
grip on Holly's hair and pulled her closer. Holly cried out and winced
in pain. Her mouth flung open as she gasped in pain. Denny threw her
to the floor. "TEN SECONDS AND FUCKING NAKED! ONE.... TWO...." Holly
realized what was happening and began to wildly take her clothes off.
Sal started to laugh, "She's doing it! This is great! Ha-ha-ha!" They
all were laughing and taunting her, except for Denny who continued to
count. Holly pulled her shirt off, revealing a white bra which covered
Holly's small breasts. "FOUR... FIVE..." She pulled her sneakers off
without untying them. She undid her jeans and pulled them down,
standing only in her underwear and socks. "SEVEN.. EIGHT.." She was
crying with fear, thinking, "Why are they doing this to me, why?" as she
pulled her socks off, pulled down her white panties, ripped her bra off.
"NINE... everything! TEN!" Holly remembered her ring. Weeping, she
pulled the ring off her finger and threw it to the ground just as Denny
spoke the work "ten."
She stood before the eyes of the intruders, stark naked, shaking. Holly
had a lovely body. Her pretty face gave way to a soft, smooth neck,
smooth round shoulders, small but firm breasts with a small, round dark
nipple in the center of each one, a smooth flat stomach with a small but
perfectly shaped belly button, supple curved hips, a patch of light
brown pubic hard covering her genitals, supple, shapely thighs, knees,
and calves, and luscious feet which ended in ten perfectly formed toes.
She had never felt so humiliated and terrified in her life. Here Holly
was, naked before these women who were tormenting her. She could feel
the cold of the floor on her bare feet and supple toes. She attempted
to cover herself, holding her left arm over her small breasts and her
right hand covering her pubic hair. Laughing, Spike and Sal walked up
to her and each grabbed an arm. They pulled her arms away from her
body, exposing her naked body for all to see, and they held her upright
and firmly. Holly looked around in fear. "Oh, Denny, let me, huh?"
said Mora. Denny laughed and said, "Sure, there'll be plenty to go
around." Mora laughed and walked up to Holly who was firmly held. She
stroked Holly's face, and then moved her hands down to Holly's breasts,
which she fondled lightly, all the while saying, almost chanting,
"Pretty, pretty Holly. Pretty, pretty, pretty Holly!" Holly closed
her eyes, moaned, and tried not to think about the hands and fingers
which were roaming down to her stomach. She squirmed as Mora's hands
rubbed her stomach, her cunt, and then went around to hold her firm,
gorgeous ass. She had never felt such humiliation or terror. Holly
moaned quietly and tears started to form in her eyes. She prayed that
it would stop soon. "Pretty, pretty, Holly," Mora repeated, and then
suddenly punched Holly in her bare stomach. Holly had never felt such
pain before. Her mouth gasped open and her eyes went wide, and she
buckled and doubled over, gasping in pain. Spike and Sal tightened
their grip and held her up. Mora punched Holly in the stomach again and
again and again and again. The beating seemed endless to Holly. In
between each blow, Holly would beg for mercy. "Oh, please, no, no more,
please, don't hurt me, oh God, please, no, UUUHHHHH! <gasp> <gasp>
please... oh please... no more, please stop, please UUUUHHH! UUUHHHH!
<gasp> <gasp> <sob, sob>" Holly felt her bare feet on the cold
hardwood floor, her toes grasping for something to grab, as if
instinctively trying to save her from the pain. After a few blows,
Holly would lift one of her legs to attempt to put her knee before her
stomach so no more blows would be able to land. The sight of Holly
standing on one foot, with her other shapely leg bent, her lovely toes
hanging down displaying her unpainted toenails, in a futile attempt to
save herself from more punishment was very exciting to her tormentors.
It was to no avail, however. Mora would just put her hand on Holly's
bare knee, force the leg down and deliver the dreaded blow. Finally,
with Holly's body drenched in sweat, she stood there panting, sobbing,
moaning, and gasping, with the two women holding her naked body firmly.
Mora said, "I'm a little tired now." Holly thought that she was
finally done, that the beating had finally finished. But Mora went to
her right arm and grabbed it as Spike let go. Spike went in front of
her. "How're you doing, pretty Holly?" Holly looked at her, tears
running down her face, gasping in pain. "Oh, please, <sob> don't <sob>
hurt me anymore, <sob sob gasp>, please, no..." Holly was pulled up
straight, and Spike grabbed Holly's hair, forcing her face close to
hers. Spike's hand ran down the front of Holly's gorgeous naked body
and stopped at her small right breast. With a wicked smile, Spike
grabbed Holly's breast and squeezed and twisted. Pain shot through
Holly's body. "UUUHHHH! No, no, no more, please, no more..." Spike
grabbed both of Holly's breasts and start to squeeze, sending pain
through her body. Spike smiled a wicked smile and she brought her face
to Holly's right breast. Holly looked down in terror as Spike began to
play with Holly's nipple. Spike looked up at her, smiled, and then bit
Holly's nipple with all her might. A scream of agony shot from Holly's
throat. "AAAAHHH!! NO! PLEASE! Please, <gasp> <sob> no more, no more,
no mo.. AAAIIIHH!" Spike had gone to Holly's left nipple and was biting
it now. Then she delivered another blow to Holly's midsection. Holly
doubled up in agony, begging for mercy. "No more, please, please God,
stop, <sob> please stop, please <gasp sob gasp> no more, please, oh
please, no more..." Spike reached down and grabbed Holly's pubic hair
and pulled with all her might. This pain wrenched a scream of pure
agony from Holly's throat, and then Spike delivered a hard knee directly
to her crotch. Holly's eyes went wide with sheer anguish, and she
doubled over, sobbing and crying and gasping. If she hadn't been held
firm, she would have collapsed, her knees bent and she was literally
being held up, with only the tips of her supple luscious toes touching
the ground. They dropped her. She curled into the fetal position,
pointing her lovely feet and beautiful toes, and began to weep with
pain.
But within seconds she felt hand and fingers on her body. "No! No, no, please, please no, I'll do anything, I'll do anything, only no more, no more!" Spike grabbed her arms and Mora grabbed her beautiful, smooth shapely legs. They lifted her off the ground, and held her face down. Holly's luscious naked body squirmed, trying to escape the hands that held her firmly, but to no avail. She was suspended with her perfectly formed ass facing up. Holly buttocks were magnificent -- firm, smooth, and round. Sal walked up to them and began to stroke them. Then she grabbed Holly's shapely right buttock and squeezed and shook the lovely ass cheek. "No, please, " Holly whimpered pitifully, "no, no, no..." Sal looped her belt from around her waist and swung it with all her might on Holly's ass. WHAP! The pain shot through Holly's body. "You're a ba-a-a-d Holly!" taunted Sal as Spike and Mora laughed. A red welt where Holly had been hit formed on the surface of her ass. The pain was so great and so sudden that she couldn't even scream, only gasp in agony. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Again and again and again the belt came down, leaving a red welt where it stuck Holly's superb ass. She heard the taunts and laughter of her tormenters as the belt struck her ass and back over and over and over again. "Please, please, UUHH! UUHH! <gasp> <sob> no more, please no more, I'll do anything, please God no UUHH! UUHH! <gasp gasp sob sob> UUHH! PLEASE! PLEASE STOP!! I CAN'T STAND ANY MO.. UUHH!" She twitched desperately, trying to escape the torture, but Spike her arms tightly. Holly's lovely, smooth legs tried to kick, but Mora had her arms wrapped around Holly's lovely shins and calves and held her gorgeous legs firmly. Holly's feet twitched, her beautiful toes curled and uncurled as her suffering continued unabated. In between the strokes, sometimes Mora would stroke the smooth, sensitive sole of Holly's bare foot and played with one of her lovely toes as a small bit of additional torture on Holly's helpless naked body. Sal draped the belt around her neck and began to stroke and squeeze Holly's gorgeous buttocks. Holly moaned with misery and humiliation as she felt the fingers grab first one buttock, then the other. Sal squeezed Holly's luscious ass, firmly kneading both plump cheeks with her hands. Holly moaned in misery and anguish as she felt the hands and fingers dig into her flesh. Sal spread Holly's ass apart, displaying Holly's asshole. "Awww, I wonder if there's anything in there?" And with that, Sal grabbed Holly's left ass cheek firmly and pulled it aside, and slowly pushed the index finger of her right hand into Holly's asshole. Holly's eyes went wide and her mouth opened in a gasp of misery. Sal removed her finger, which had some shit on it. She walked to Holly's face, grabbed her by the hair and said "Lick your shit off!" Holly's eye's went wide with terror and she pleaded, "No! Oh, my God, no!" Sal grabbed Holly's hair and twisted, sending waves of pain through her. "DO IT, BITCH!! DO IT!!" screamed Sal at the miserable girl. The pain shot through Holly and she began to cry and whimper. As soon as Holly opened her mouth, Sal stuck her finger, covered with shit, in her mouth. Holly closed her eyes, and tried to lick the finger, but as soon as her tongue touched the foul matter on Sal's finger, she began to gag. Sal tugged at her hair and pulled her face up. Holly let up a whimper and twisted her face as the pain shot through. "If you puke, I swear to God, bitch, you'll eat every drop." Somehow, Holly managed to keep the gag down. "Now, LICK IT!" Holly's tears flowed down her face as she stuck out her tongue and tried to lick Sal's shit covered finger. But as soon as the tip of her lovely tongue touched the filth finger, Holly burst into tears, gagging, crying, and pleading for mercy. Sal dropped her head and walked away and wiped off her finger. When she came back, she went straight to Holly's luscious ass and started to knead and fondle it as she spoke to her helpless victim in a taunting tone of voice. "You've been a bad girl" said Sal, grinning a wicked grin which filled Holly with terror. "Bad, bad, Holly! I think pretty Holly needs a spanking!" taunted Sal, and she smacked Holly's luscious ass with her bare hand. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Sal would spank Holly with all her might, and in between she would caress Holly's lovely ass. Holly had never felt so miserable in her life -- besides the searing pain, the humiliation of being spanked and having the woman fondle her ass overwhelmed the wretched girl. She wept openly, her pleas for mercy muffled in the sobbing and crying that came from her while she was being beaten. After spanking the helpless girl for a while, Sal started squeezing and caressing Holly's shapely ass again. She brought her face closer to one of Holly's shapely buttocks, and said, "Oh, I know I should be a vegetarian, but I just can't resist!' And with then she bit Holly's gorgeous right ass cheek and continued biting with all her might for a while. Holly shrieked in pain, and continued to shriek in agony when Sal said "Oh, I can't have just one!" and dug her teeth into Holly's luscious left ass cheek. While Holly continued to moan in anguish, Sal looked at the teeth marks left in Holly's ass and said, "Well, I guess we should just make the rest of her match!" and with that, she took the belt in her hands once again and laid into poor miserable Holly with a vengeance. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! The belt found its mark on Holly's luscious naked body. "OH GOD, PLEASE NO MORE <sob gasp pant> NO MORE.. AAAIIHH!! NO MORE, STOP, PLEASE STOP PLEASE.. AAAIIIHH!!!" Holly's pathetic cries for mercy filled the room but only encouraged Spike and Mora to hold her more firmly and for Sal to swing the belt with even more vigor. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! The belt struck Holly's gorgeous ass, shapely curved back, and her stunning thighs. Complete and utter misery engulfed Holly as she squirmed, screamed, suffered, and begged for mercy.
*** To be continued in Part 2 ***
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