I was about 15 when it all began. I had been talking to a guy that was older than me by at least a few years and he asked me into his apartment one afternoon. I figured he probably wanted to try to have sex with me and I figured I would let him do a little and then I would leave. It sounded like a good plan, and one where I was still in control, so I went. In his apartment we sat on his couch and he started kissing me after a while which I liked. I felt him reach down and start gently touching my young breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples which were starting to stiffen. It felt so good I actually moaned a little under my breath. I then felt his entire hand cupping my breasts and he started squeezing them softly, lifting them slightly and letting them drop back down. When I didn't stop him from doing that he squeezed them a little more firmly, at the base, making the nipples stick out. "I want you to take off your shirt so I can suck your nipples," he said softly. That didn't sound so bad. It was just a shirt. I could just lower my bra enough so that he could get to my nipples which no guy had ever seen before. I did feel a little nervous about being topless in front of him, but if I started getting uncomfortable I could always just leave. Slowly I took off my shirt but left the bra on. Immediately he grabbed my breasts again, but much more roughly. I felt him pinching the nipples through my bra, harder and harder. Instead of gently lowering the bra just enough as I had planned, he reached inside it and got a good grip on each of my stiffened nipples and used them to lift my tits out of the bra completely and then let them drop, watching as they jiggled in place. I felt shy with him just staring like that so I moved to cover myself with my hands. "Leave your hands at your sides," he said. "I want to look at you." He reached out to pinch both of my nipples, pulling on them, lifting my tits again. At one point he even shook them by the nipples and then pulled both the nipples up roughly, stretching them. "You have pretty big titties for a 15 year old, " he commented. He squeezed them at the base again hard enough to leave fingerprints. "I love squeezing your tits like this...it makes your big nipples stand straight out. How did you get such big nipples anyway?" He started licking them while he was holding my tits like that...it felt so good. Then he started sucking them, harder and harder. Suddenly I felt his teeth clamp down on my left nipple...hard. I cried out in pain and backed away. Maybe now was a good time to go. I got my shirt and started to put it back on and told him I needed to get going. "Oh, no, you little tease, you're not going anywhere yet. For right now, those big titties belong to me. I'm not one of those little boys you go to school with. I'm going to show you why you should never tease a grown man. Now, you stand there and take off ALL of your clothes while I watch. Remove the bra first..." He didn't look as of he were kidding and he also didn't look like he was going to tolerate any nonsense or disobedience from me. I was a little afraid and didn't know what to do. If I got completely naked in front of him, no one could say I didn't ask for what ever I got (and what would that be??) Could I really shed all my clothes in front of him? What protection would I have left? What if he bit my nipples again? He was so rough with my breasts, what if he hurt them? What if he was mad that I was going to leave and now he wanted to hurt me? So many fears, and yet I was worried about what he would do if I didn't do what he said. Maybe he would just rip my clothes off anyway. If I did what he wanted, maybe he wouldn't hurt me... I could feel myself getting flushed as I took the bra off. I bent over to remove my jeans and my panties, kicking off my sandals as I did so. The very slightest movements make my breasts jiggle and I could feel them dangling and swaying as I bent over and I hoped he wasn't watching that. And if he was watching, I sincerely hoped he wouldn't comment about it because I was already so embarrassed about having to strip down in front of him, especially since he still had all his clothes on. The fact that he was fully clothed made me feel even more naked than I already was, if that was possible. I stood there before him with my head bowed. I wanted to cover myself with my hands but this time I knew better, so my hands were clasped in front of me, below my belly. My hair was long enough to cover my shoulders, but not enough to cover my breasts. I prayed for longer hair, but it didn't happen. He came over to me again and put my hands at my sides. He wanted me to stand with my legs apart so I did, and I felt his fingers gently probing me. "Have you ever been with a man?" he asked. "No..." I whispered. I suddenly felt more afraid. "What about any of those little boys you talk to? Do you let them put their little cocks inside you?" I shook my head in response. "I've never been with anyone..." "So you're a sweet little virgin and yet inside there is a horny slut waiting to get out. Look how wet you are standing naked before me, anticipating what I am about to do to you. Sweet virgins don't go to men's apartments and tease them, but horny sluts do." He slipped his fingers in between the outer lips of my pussy, almost at the entrance to my virgin hole and I felt him gently playing there. He found my clit and softly flicked it and my knees felt suddenly weak. He pinched it firmly between his thumb and forefinger and just held it there like that, pulling on it just a little and I felt a very pleasant warmth radiate through my lower abdomen and a small moan escaped me. "You'll want to start shaving your pussy," he said. "I like my sluts shaved bare." He let go of my clit and tugged at a few of my hairs. "Do you understand?" "Yes..." He continued examining me closely and soon enough I felt his hands on my breasts again. He kept squeezing them, more and more roughly, jiggling them with his hands, pulling at the nipples. He pulled the nipples straight out and I felt my tits stretch. "I wonder if I could make your nipples even bigger," he said, pinching and twisting them harshly. I cried out then and thankfully he let go of my nipples and my breasts flopped back down, jiggling as they settled back into place. "You're too loud. Do I have to gag you?" he asked, giving each of my breasts a firm slap. "I told you, these big titties belong to me. I will do whatever I want. You're still being such a tease. Don't you think I see your huge nipples get hard every time I touch you? I guess you haven't learned your place yet." He started slapping my breasts over and over, making them jiggle like crazy. "Since you can't keep quiet, come with me," he said, grabbing my left nipple and pulling so that I had no choice but to follow. He put me face down on his kitchen table, but positioned me so that my breasts were hanging off the edge, the nipples pointing down towards the floor. My wrists he tied together behind my back and then he tied me to the table. "You're going to learn to do as I say..." I saw him moving around in the kitchen when I lifted my head. I watched him place two glass bottles on the kitchen counter. They were clear and had wide necks and mouths. He left them sitting there in front of me and then he went behind me where I couldn't see him and I heard him running water into what sounded like some kind of pot. I heard him set it down and then I felt him touching the cheek of my ass and then down between my legs which he had tied apart. He got his finger damp with my juices and then starting slipping that finger between my ass cheeks and just inside the hole. In and out he went, a little more of his finger slipped in each time until finally it was buried up to his knuckle. It was tight and a little uncomfortable, but didn't hurt. I knew better than to cry out, and positioned as I was, it wasn't like I could stop him anyway. He removed his finger from my ass and I heard him moving around behind me again. After a minute or so, he appeared in front of me with a steaming pot and a towel. He proceeded to pour steaming water into one of the glass bottles. He filled it almost all the way to the top and then placed a little lid on it. After about a minute or so, he picked up the bottle with the towel and emptied it into the sink behind me. I heard the water going down the drain. I didn't understand what he was doing. He appeared in front of me with the empty bottle and knelt down on the floor. He grabbed my left breast in his hand and placed the burning hot glass bottle right on top of my nipple, pressing down slightly. I started screaming and he clamped his hand down on top of my mouth while holding the bottle in place with the other. "You'd better be quiet if you know what's good for you...there is still your other nipple, you know..." The pain from the burning glass was incredible, like nothing I had experienced at that young age, but now I was afraid to cry out. I felt tears coming to my eyes and I wondered if that would infuriate or please him. As the air cooled in the bottle, the burning started to ease up, but then I noticed that the bottle was somehow sucking my nipple up inside of it. Eventually he was able to let go of the bottle and it just hung off my breast and I had to try not to move because the weight of the glass yanked on my nipple every time the bottle swayed. When he came back with the pot again and placed a hot glass bottle on my other nipple, I was a little more prepared but I still cried out. "I have repeatedly told you to shut up. If I have to tell you again, I will put a big safety pin through each of your nipples and believe me, that will hurt far worse than this..." I shut up. Both of the bottles were now hanging from my breasts and he started fingering my ass again. I had to be very still or the bottles swung, which hurt. This time I had to take two of his fingers in my ass. After a few more minutes the bottle were completely cool and I felt them slipping off my nipples. They fell completely off and dropped to the floor. He had put a towel down to catch them, so they did not break. I could see faint ringed lines around my nipples where the bottles had held them. He took me off the table then but kept my wrists restrained behind me. He pinched first my left nipple and then my right one. I winced. He pulled me along by my nipples again and put me on a chair. He tied my ankles to each of the chair legs and ran some rope around my waist and the back of the chair. He went to a nearby table and opened a drawer in it. He came back with metal pliers and a lighter. He flicked the lighter on and started passing the flame over the jaws of the pliers. "Everytime you even think about teasing a man, your nipples should be burned. If you ever tease me again, I will burn your nipples myself. If you continue to be a tease, I will assume you like it..." He grabbed my right nipple with the hot pliers and squeezed it, the serrated edges biting into it. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes as he heated the pliers again and burned my other nipple. "Now be a good girl from now on or next time I will use a cigarette..." He finally let me up to get dressed after that, after he had licked and sucked me to orgasm while I was tied to that chair. The pain in my nipples mixed with the pleasure of my first orgasm given to me by someone else and I came like I never had before. By the time he slipped his cock into my mouth, I was glad to receive it. After I had gotten up and I was dressed, I approached the door to leave. He called to me and I turned towards him. "Don't forget to shave that pussy," he said with a grin. I've been bare ever since... Believe it or not, the guy that first tortured my tits was not the first guy I fucked. Now that I am thinking back, he probably did not want to fuck me because I was underage. I don't know why he would want to get all moral. Burning my tender, young nipples had not been exactly the most honorable thing to do either. But what he did do was set it up for me to get fucked by someone my own age in his apartment while he recorded it. I think he didn't watch in person because he was afraid the boy would tell, and he already knew from past experience that I was much too timid to say a word. And so he left me alone in his place, with the video running. But first, he prepared me a little bit. As usual, I had to stand before him and take off all my clothes. I was only a little less shy at this point, with him having seen me naked many times now, although I still wanted to hide my breasts from his eyes because he always made such humiliating comments about them, calling me things like cow tits and fat nipples, etc. He always made a point of saying I had the tits and mouth of a true slut, and should be treated as such. Right away he had learned what I was most self-conscious about, and what embarrassed and humiliated me the most, and he made sure to humiliate me both verbally and physically as much as possible. But by now, I knew better than to disobey him, for I didn't want the punishment that he was so eager to give. I suppose I could have told someone about him, but I think secretly he was right about me, and all the things he did to me were so exciting anyway that I didn't really want it to end. I thought I needed him, his approval. I didn't realize it was just my true submissive nature coming out and trying to mature. After I had taken off my last piece of clothing which was my panties, I felt my breasts jiggle slightly and I panicked. I had tried so hard to move carefully so that they didn't move, because I knew that would start his humiliating comments. "Ah, there's those big cow nipples at last," he said. "I've been thinking that we should get some rings through them so that we can start stretching them. We'll have the rings sealed permanently, of course, so that every time a guy takes advantage of his right to look at your cow udders, he will know what a slut you are and not make the mistake of treating you like a nice girl. Plus, it would be easier to lead you around once I attach a chain to the rings, and you could also make use of a hook to carry things with your fat nipples. I think we will do that for your 18th birthday. By then you will already be the slut you're about to become." I had to stand before him with my arms at my sides and my legs apart as usual. It was always the first way he wanted me, and he would spend a long time pulling down hard on my nipples and crushing them between his fingers. It was always a test for me because I was not allowed to move, not even to rub my breasts when he hurt them. Today he started wrapping rope tightly around both of my breasts until they bulged out obscenely. It wasn't long before they started to get slightly pink. The nipples felt stretched and my breasts each felt like balloons getting ready to pop. He slapped them a few times and his hand left a print, and his slaps hurt much more than usual. I nearly cried out when he savagely twisted my nipples, because they were stretched so taut that they were almost flat. "I think I like your titties much better tied. Now they look nice and firm and round instead of the hanging udders they usually are. They still bounce when I slap them, but they don't flop around and jiggle like jelly anymore. Much better. Although now your nipples look twice as huge as before." He spent some time pulling on my pussy lips for a while and putting his finger into my ass, and then he took me back into the bedroom and had me lay on the bed. I did, and because of the rope, my breasts stood straight up and the nipples were pointing towards the ceiling. He tied me spread-eagled to the bed, but left my legs free, and then he attached clothespins all over my pussy lips and even put one on my clit. Then he put a clothespin on each of my nipples and played with them mercilessly. I winced, and bit my lip to keep from crying out. "Now soon there will be a suitable boy here to fuck you and when he comes in and finds you, he knows he will have to remove these clothespins from your pussy before he can get inside it. I'm going to put a blindfold on you so he won't be afraid that you'll tell on him, and then he can feel free to do whatever he wants with you. But don't worry, I will be watching the video from the next room and won't let anything terrible happen to you. Who knows, maybe you'll get your sweet little ass fucked, too" He placed the blindfold on me and everything went dark. He left me there like that, alone, and when I tried to get more comfortable, the clothespins on my nipples wiggled, and I didn't enjoy that, so I decided to stop moving. I don't know how or where he found a boy to come in, or what he said to him, but soon I heard the door to the bedroom open, and a strange voice said, "Holy shit, there really is a girl in here!" "And we can do whatever we want to with her, even fuck her," another voice said. Now I was in a panic. He had said one boy, not two! I struggled against my bonds, but it was no use. But the movements had caused my breasts to bounce and the clothespins to start wiggling again. "Hahaha look at those titties bouncing! I wonder why they are all tied up like that. Maybe she needs a bra!" "What's with all the clothespins on her?" "Well she's not saying anything, so she must like it. But, he promised us pussy, and I want to see pussy. You can play with her titties first..." "Forget that. I want her to suck my dick." I felt him shove his dick in my mouth and he began to shove it in and out, turning my face to the side so that he had room to play with the clothespins on my nipples. He started using them to pull up on my breasts and to roughly twist my nipples. Then he batted and flicked the clothespins with his fingers, so many times I lost count. My nipples were really starting to hurt and I just wished all the clothespins were off. I knew better than to cry out. There was probably sound on the video and I would only get in trouble later. "How's her pussy?" the boy called to his friend, who had finally decided to stop using the clothespins to pull my lips apart and actually take them off. But unfortunately he wasn't opening them first, just yanking them off, and it pinched terribly. Soon the lips were free of clothespins, but he left the one on my clit and played with it for a while, flicking it back and forth. "It doesn't have a single hair on it anywhere! You know, Tara had hair coming out of her panties," he confided. "She twitches every time I touch this clothespin on her clit. I wonder if she likes it. Oh well, who cares. That dude said she's just here for us to have a good time anyway, so he must have put it there for some reason." He played with the clothespin some more, pulling it up, which also yanked on my clit. "How's her titties? They look big. What do the nipples look like?" "I don't know. I can't tell with these clothespins on them." "Well, let's take them off." I heard the other boy coming closer and then I felt them pull the clothespins off my sore nipples. I stiffened as the blood started circulating in them again. I wanted so badly to rub them but my hands were tied "Those are the hugest nipples I ever seen!" said the boy who had been near my pussy. "I know! They're almost as big as her whole titties!" "Hahaha he left us a girl that's all nipples, like a cow!" "But look, they make good handles!" He picked up both my tits by the nipples and held them there. He started to lose his grip on my nipples so he dig his fingernails in and I flinched. "Oh, does that hurt you, little miss tied titties? Or should I call you tied nipples instead, cause you're all nipple and hardly any titties!" They laughed and I was so humiliated. Then it continued. "Look at you lying here letting strangers see you naked and touch you, not even trying to get away. Why would you let someone get you naked, tie you to a bed, put clothespins and tie up your titties like a whore unless you are a whore. You're a big-nippled whore, that's what you are" "Well if she's a whore, then we should be treating her like one. I'm gonna fuck every whole she's got!" And with that, he slammed his dick into my virgin pussy as hard as he could and I let out a whimper. The other boy was repeatedly slapping my breasts, making sure the sharp sting of his slap landed on my nipples. "Suck my dick again, big-nippled whore!" he said, forcing it into my mouth, fucking my face as hard as he could. "I'm gonna put the clothespins back on. I can't stand looking at those cow nipples anymore." The clothespins were roughly snapped back on each nipple, but this time they were put closer to the tips, so they hurt terribly. Then they took turns fucking me, which they never seemed to tire of. The boy who had been fucking my face and calling me names continued slapping my breasts hard, then he missed on one of his slaps and hit the clothespins instead. They went flying off my nipples and I heard them land on the floor somewhere. He laughed and flicked each nipple as hard as he could. "Well, Fat Nipples, so much for that, but don't you worry. I'll try to make sure I pinch those huge nipples just as much as the clothespins did." He grabbed each nipple and crushed it between his thumb and forefinger. It was worse than the clothespins had been, and I couldn't imagine wanting them back, but I did. "I'm getting tired of this position. I'm doing all the work and all I get to see is her cow tits flopping everywhere. I'd like to bend her over so I can try the back. Do you think she will try to escape if I untie her hands?" "No, I don't think so. Besides, both of us can easily flip her over real quick and tie her back." They needn't have worried. I knew better than to struggle. The punishment would be worse than anything they would give me. They untied my wrists as quickly as they could and flipped me over and retied my wrists. I felt them behind me, spreading my ass open. "What a pretty little butthole," one of them said, "so tiny." "Yeah," said the other one, "and no hair. Tara's has hair all around the hole. Sometimes I just wanna pluck 'em all out one by one." "Maybe you should," the other one sniggered. I felt his finger probing my asshole and then he slid it in to the hilt. Inwardly I screamed as his fingernail scraped me. "So tight," he said. "I gotta get in there. I've gotta fuck that asshole!" He slammed his teenage prick into my ass and I screamed into the bedcovers. I knew there would be hell to pay but it hurt so much. He kept pumping away at me until finally he was spent. I thought relief was in sight but then the other boy mounted me and started pumping my ass as well. I had to wait for him to also finish before they finally stopped. I felt their sticky cum dripping out of my ass after they pulled out. I felt so dirty and violated and my entire body was aching. Now that they were tired and spent, they didn't want to stick around anymore, thankfully. They left shortly thereafter and I hoped that I would be allowed up to wash up and go home. I felt exhausted and dirty ... and humiliated.
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