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Chapter 12: Lilly

Part one

I was being rubbed by Jessie when she was taken by her mom, I was confused, but soon figured out what was happening, when I heard moans from the three of them. Needless to say, I got bored quickly after that, so I went outside, naked.

I knocked on the door of a neighbor, completely forgetting about the existence of Brian. "Wha- oh, you're naked..." The teenage boy who answered the door, said, and he couldn't help but stare at my kitty.

"Can I come inside? I'm freezing!" I said, not mentioning that I just came from next door.

"Oh, uh, sure..." He said, and let me in, then closed the door. He was home alone, and I smiled when I realized. I wanted him to make the first move, so I made no attempt to hide my nakedness, pretending not to realize it was bad to be naked in front of strangers.

"Umm, so, I don't know where my home is..." I lied.

"Umm... ok... well, you want something to eat?" He asked.

"Oh, yeah, I am hungry!" I said, knowing I wasn't supposed to accept food from strangers.

"Alright, let's see..." He said, digging through the fridge, to find me a quick snack. After I ate a string cheese, and an apple, he led me to the living room, still watching my naked crotch the whole time.

"You are pretty." He said, and I thanked him. "Can I take some pictures of you in some poses, like a model?" He asked, not pointing out that I was naked.

"Sure!" I said. He then led me to his room, and laid me on the bed, arms and legs spread.

"Smile." He said, and held his phone above me, and took a picture. "Now I am gonna move you around, just follow my lead, ok?" He said, and I nodded. He stood me up, made me cock out my hip toward my right, put my right hand on my hip, and my left arm across my chest to block the view of my nipples.

He took a picture, then did a few more poses, taking many more pictures, before putting his phone away. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, being blunt. I shrugged, to look innocent, which he took as a yes.

He put his hands on the back of my head, and kissed me on the lips, exploring my mouth with his tongue. I pretended to not know what I was doing, I just stood there. His hands started going up and down my back as he kissed me, and I was praying he would go further down, to my butt.

He pushed me back onto the bed, and broke the kiss. I stayed on the bed, as he stripped completely, and then got above me, and started kissing me again. I pretended to be uncomfortable with him being naked, and him touching me so much, so he didn't get suspicious.

He started touching my nipples, and I felt his wiener touch my leg. I squirmed slightly under him, pretending to not want him to touch me, trying to not be too ok with it. He didn't stop, and he pinched my nipples.

I pushed on him a little, but not enough for him to move, but enough for him to think I had never done this before. Meanwhile, he was kissing me the whole time. He didn't stop, he just moved my arms above my head, held my wrists with his left hand, and kept feeling my chest with his other.

I kind of liked the feeling of being helpless, and he finally broke the kiss. I pretended to want him to get off of me, knowing he wouldn't obey, I said, "No, get away!" As I planned, it didn't make him stop, it made him go further, and he finally put his wiener in my kitty.

I pretended to be shocked, and not know what was happening, "No, get it out! Stop! Get off of me!" I begged, and he slapped me. He started going in and out, and one flaw in my plan, is I made him end up going too fast, and it hurt.

This time it was for real, "No, no, no, please! Slow down! No!" He kept going, and went as fast as he could go. I cried, as the pain increased, and I squirmed under him, genuinely trying to get free. I liked being controlled, and feeling helpless, but I didn't like pain, not at all.

I knew he wouldn't stop, but I continued to beg him anyway. He slapped me again, and pinched my nipples, "Hey, you, slut, look me in the eye, and say, 'I am a worthless piece of shit.'!" He said, and I tried hard to push him away. He slapped me, "Say it!" He said, and slapped me again.

"I am a worthless piece of shit!" I said quickly, "I am a worthless piece of shit!" I cried, and he smiled.

"Yeah, you bet you are, cunt!" He said, and slapped me again, tears still escaping my eyes. "Now stop resisting, or you will regret it!" He threatened, but I continued to squirm and tried to push him away.

"Fucking cunt, stop moving!" He said, and slapped me harder than he had before. He kept slapping me and fucking me, until he finally pulled out, and squirted all over my chest. He grabbed me by the hair, and took me to the front door.

He opened the front door, and threw me, literally, threw me out the door. I cried and rolled down the path to the driveway, and came to a stop in the snow. I stayed in the snow for a minute, then got up, and crawled toward Jessie's house.

I never saw him again, and I didn't plan on it, I just was glad to be back at Jessie's. I opened the door, then shut it, and collapsed to the floor, crying from pain. Ethan ran to me, hearing the door close, and saw my state.

He brought me to the bathroom, and gave me a bath. Afterward, we went home, and the next day, Ethan forced me to wear clothes, but he gave in after I put on a dress and nothing else. At school, Jessie said to me, at recess, "My dad's trial is starting tomorrow, and we are gonna need to testify against him. All four of us, Ethan, Brian, you, and me." She said, and I had forgotten about her dad.

"Oh, ok." I said, "I'll tell Ethan."

"Well, yeah, but, can you not testify against my dad, can you tell everyone that it's not true?" She asked, which shocked me, "I want my dad back, I don't care if he keeps hurting me." She said, and I was reluctant to agree, he hurt all of us, and might again, even if she was fine with it, I don't think any of the rest of us were.

I didn't give her a definitive answer yet, I said we should all meet after school. Ethan and I went to Jessie's house after school, and we discussed the topic. Not even Brian agreed to testify that it was fake, and Jessie got mad, but couldn't really do anything to change our minds.

At the trial, Jessie was the first to testify, and she lied, saying her dad was innocent. Somehow, they didn't have the video that I took, I had no idea what happened to it, so somehow, our testimonies were the only thing that could prove her dad guilty.

I was next to testify, but I said he did it, and so did Brian and Ethan. Jessie was not happy, and her dad went to prison for a long time. The next day, we went to her house, and she seemed to be fine, but she was definitely still mad at us.

Brian fucked me while Ethan fucked Jessie, and when everyone was done, Ethan went to the bathroom. Jessie took this opportunity to make me pay for sending her dad to prison.

She kicked me between the legs, sending me to my knees, "What was that for?" I asked, as tears began to flow down my face. She said nothing, and just kicked me again, before stopping, and going to her room.

I put the pieces together pretty quickly, that she was mad because I testified against her father, and he was sent to prison for life. Ethan came out of the bathroom, and after I told him what happened, and why, he went to her room to talk to her.

I stood up, and sat down on the couch, next to Brian. He started feeling my chest while we waited for Ethan or Jessie to come out. Jessie came out, followed by Ethan, they both looked normal, like nothing had happened.

Jessie's mom appeared out of nowhere, I had no idea where she was before. She noticed the dried blood on my kitty, and the tears on my cheeks. "What happened?" She asked, and Ethan told her. "Jessie! Golden rule: treat others how you want to be treated!" She scolded.

"Sorry, mommy." Jessie said.

"It's not me you need to apologize to." She said.

"I'm not apologizing to her! She sent my dad to prison!" Jessie glared at me, "Sorry Lilly!" She said, clearly not meaning it.

Her mom sighed, and shook her head, "Really?" She asked, "You were happy at first, I get, you miss him, but he hurt you, you would be miserable if he wasn't in prison."

"Yeah, but I would rather be hurt physically, than emotionally! I want him back!" She said, and ran toward the front door. She opened it, and went out naked, before anyone could stop her. She came back almost immediately, because she was cold, and went to her room.

I looked at Ethan, he and Brian were both trying to stay out of the argument, and Jessie's mom was clearly frustrated. "What am I supposed to do?" She asked, and shook her head.

Jessie came out of her room, still naked. "Bye." She said, ran before anybody could catch up to her, and out the front door. Her mom ran after her, but nobody else did, because we were all naked, and it was freezing.

I walked out the front door, and saw, as Jessie ran across the street. She ran as fast as she could, her mom chased after her, and I wasn't far behind. I tripped, fell into the snow, but it was so deep, I just disappeared. Jessie's mom lost Jessie, and went back home, not knowing I followed her, because I was under the snow.

I stood up, and before I could say anything, or make my way back, a hand went over my mouth. I was pulled behind a bush, and Jessie said, "Ask to be Ethan's slave, and ask him to beat you up, and fuck you as hard as he can every day, and tell him you like the pain, don't tell him I told you to. If you don't obey, I will tell the cops about him fucking me and you, and he will go to jail, like my father!" She said, "You would rather Ethan hurt you, than him being in jail!"

She was right, I would rather he hurt me, than for him to be in jail. She took me home, and apologized for trying to run away, and appeared to be in a better mood. I put on a smile, trying not to think about what I was gonna make Ethan do to me.

That night, we went home, ate dinner, and after we were both ready for bed, I decided to ask what Jessie told me to ask. I grabbed his phone, set it up to have both of us in view, and hit record, wanting him to have proof that I asked for it, when mommy gets mad that he hurt me.

"Umm, Ethan, can I be your slave, please?" I started with the slave part, just to see how he would react.

"Uhh, what do you mean by slave?" He asked, not knowing how to answer this kind of question, especially because I just started recording.

"You know, I have to do everything you say, or I get punished... or maybe I get punished anyway..." I said with a grin, hinting at the other part of Jessie's request.

"You want to be punished?" He asked.

"Yeah, I want you to beat me up, and fuck me as hard as you can, every day, please, I want the pain. Make me your slave, and punish me, even when I don't do something wrong, please!" He took some convincing, he didn't like hurting me, but since I was literally begging for it, he decided he would give it a try.

"Alright, if you ever want me to stop, just say... 'Squirrel'." He said, and explained the concept of a safe word in BDSM. "The reason for a safe word, is usually for role playing, because the character might say 'stop', or something, but you don't actually want them to stop."

"Why 'squirrel'?" I asked, and he shrugged. "Ok, so I am now your slave, right?" I asked, and stopped recording, and gave him his phone, "That is for if mommy gets mad at you hurting me, I thought ahead." I smiled.

"Oh, great, now slave, come here, and kiss my feet." I kept a smile on my face, and obeyed, but I was not happy about being a slave. I pretended to like being treated like a slave, and made to kiss his feet, even though it was gross.

"Stand up." He ordered, and I stood. He stood as well, and since I told him I wanted to be punished, even if I didn't disobey, and I asked him to beat me up, he slapped me.

"Ow..." I said, and tears began to flow from my eyes. He slapped me again, but this time, harder, then pushed me to the floor. I hit the ground hard, and cried, but made no attempt to resist, as he got above me, and started fucking me as hard as he could.

I put my hand over my mouth, to silence myself, as I cried. He moved my hand, and kissed me on the lips. Assuming I enjoyed the pain, because I told him I did, he slapped me, and pinched my nipples as he fucked me.

Once he finished, he pulled out, then flipped me over, and started spanking me. He spanked me for a few minutes, before taking me to his bed, laying me on my back, with my arms and legs spread, and got a belt. He whipped me for fifteen minutes, all over my body, and I struggled not to scream.

He eventually stopped, then laid on top of me, and we went to sleep. He enjoyed hurting me, it turned him on, he just never did it, because I didn't like it, but now that he "knows" I like it, he isn't gonna stop any time soon.

I woke up, to Ethan being pulled off of me, by an angry mother. "No, no!" Ethan said, "She wanted me to hurt her!" He said, and mommy didn't believe him for a second.

"No, he is not lying!" I said, "Look on his phone, the most recent video..." I said, and mommy let Ethan go. She grabbed his phone off his nightstand, and she started watching the video.

"I don't believe it, you actually like the pain?" She asked, and I nodded, though I felt terrible for lying to both of them. "So you are now his slave, and he beats you up all the time, for no reason, just because you like the pain?"

"Yeah..." I said, "I like the pain so much, I wanted him to hurt me all the time."

"Since when do you like the pain, though?" Mommy asked, knowing I used to not like it.

"Umm... since yesterday, pretty much..." I said, and smiled, hoping she would just leave it, and believe me.

"Well, ok, I guess he can hurt you, if you are ok with it, but please, Lilly, don't hesitate to tell him to stop, if you want him to." She said, and I nodded, just trying to get over with this conversation.

We went back to bed, and the next day, at school, Jessie took advantage of her control over my life. "Kick Ethan in the crotch, and see how mad he gets!" She said, and I sighed, knowing Ethan would get very mad, and think I did it on purpose, so that he would punish me.

When I made it home, I acted like everything was normal, then he said, "Come give me a blowjob, slave." He said, and I decided to do what Jessie said, and I kicked him between the legs. He fell to his knees, he was shocked, and it wasn't long before the anger came.

He stood up, and knowing I liked pain, he assumed I wanted him to hurt me more than normal. He punched me, then tackled me, forcing his wiener into my kitty. He fucked me way too hard, and kept slapping me, and pinching nipples.

Knowing I had the "safe word", "squirrel", he didn't hold back until I said it. I didn't think I was allowed to say it, because of Jessie, despite how much I wanted to. I said 'stop' and 'slow down' all the time, but we both knew they were useless.

Once he finished inside me, he stood up, and started kicking my in the crotch, and I cried, holding my hand over my mouth, to keep me quiet. He went and put a shoe on, then kicked me, so it would hurt more. I cried, and prayed he would stop, but he never did, he just kept kicking me, until I passed out from the pain, and he finally stopped.

When I woke up, I smiled, pretending I enjoyed every second up until I passed out. "As punishment, you are not allowed to be naked ever, even in the bathroom, or when you're alone. But, if someone tells you to undress, you have to, no matter the circumstances." He said and smiled.

I was definitely not happy, I wanted to be naked, but now I wasn't allowed to. The next day, I went to school clothed, and it did block the bruises I had received from Ethan.

Jessie smiled, knowing it went well, and whispered to me, "Well, just remember, either you'll never see him again, or you'll see him all the time, like normal, but he'll hurt you." She let me ponder it for a second, then said, "Now you know how I feel about my dad!"

I knew how she felt now, and I almost broke into tears in class, but held myself together. "So, umm, now I know how you feel... can this stop?" I asked.

"It wouldn't be the same, if you just got off after feeling the pain for only a few days. This will not end, unless you send him to prison." She said, "Oh, and, you should ask him to pee on you." She suggested, which grossed me out, but I knew it was a little more than just a suggestion.

The next day, was Saturday, the last day of November. We, Mommy, Ethan, and I, spent the day at home, playing board games, and doing random family stuff. She had this weekend off, and she had apparently been promoted or something, so she had more normal hours.

She now left for work, around the time we left for school, and got home, around when Ethan got home, so she would finally be around most of the day. She still had to work weekends, but she worked most weekends before, anyway, so we didn't mind.

After lunch, I asked, "Mommy, you want Ethan to fuck you?" She seemed to not know how to respond, "I know, Ethan likes younger girls like me, more, but you haven't had sex in years, at least I think so." I said, then stopped, realizing I was just making this more awkward.

"Oh, you're so sweet... but I'm fine, Ethan can just fuck your littler kitty." She said, and smiled.

"Let's play cards, but each round, the winner loses a piece of clothing." Ethan suggested.

"The winner?" Mommy asked.

"Yeah, 'cause everyone here wants to be naked, it is a reward." He smiled.

We started playing cards, sadly, they both were better at it than me, and I had just removed my panties under my skirt, by the time both of them were naked. Ethan undressed me the rest of the way, then suggested, "Let's all go get one article of clothing, then go play in the snow."

We thought it was a good idea, and him and mommy got a coat. I was gonna get myself a coat, but Ethan said, "You are my slave, I get to choose your clothes." He led me to my room, and grabbed my cat ears, "You can wear this, now let's go!"

I put on my cat ears, then we all went outside, mommy and Ethan wearing coats that covered their privates, and kept them somewhat warm, but I was naked, besides my cat ears. We played in the snow, making snow men, snow angels, and I was freezing the whole time.

Ethan started throwing snowballs at my kitty, and I tried to block them, but he still managed to get snow to my kitty. I eventually fell over into the snow, and was so cold, I couldn't get up. He spread my legs, as I laid in the snow, shivering, and he threw snowballs at the now defenseless crotch of mine.

"Ethan, can you pee on me?" I asked, remembering Jessie told me to ask, and that it would warm me up, despite how grossed out I was at the thought. He decided it was fair, given how cold it was, so he peed on me, as I laid in the snow, and I actually liked it, it was so warm.

We finally went inside, I was brought into the bathroom, and given a warm bath, as the sun started going down. Mommy took a shower to warm up, while we were in the bathtub. When we were done, mommy decided to stay naked, but I was still required to wear clothes, by Ethan.

The next day, we put up Christmas lights, and the tree, and other decorations, on the inside, and out. Ethan put the lights up on the roof, while mommy and I put up other decorations and lights. By the time the sun went down, the house was covered in Christmas lights.

We had been out all day, in our coats and tons of layers, I was actually happy to not be naked this time. We put up blow up reindeer and a sleigh in the front yard, and tons of other things. After the sun went down, and we turned them all on, went inside, and mommy started making dinner.

After dinner, we all got dressed into very festive pajamas, watched some Christmas movies. Ethan cuddled with me while we watched, and he had his hands down my pajamas pants, touching my kitty. It hurt when he touched it, because of how much he had hurt it recently, but I said nothing, and pretended to enjoy him touching me.

I fell asleep halfway through the second movie, and woke up to Ethan pinching my nipples, as he laid me in bed. "Ethan..." I said, and he pinched harder, seeing as he had already woken me up. A few tears threatened to escape my eyes, but they stayed.

"Yes, Lilly?" He asked.

"Umm... can we take a break from this pain thing, it hurts..." I said, hoping the break would be forever. I then realized, a break would probably not be allowed by Jessie, so I changed my mind. "Actually, please keep doing it, I don't want it to ever stop!" I said, and he smiled.

"Huh, ok.". He got above me, and kissed me, then pushed my pajama pants down, to reveal my panties. He rubbed me from the outside of my panties, and I winced a little, it hurt, even through panties.

He kept going, until I started to actually feel pleasure from it, and moaned. He smiled, and pushed my panties down to my ankles, where my pants were. He pushed his pants and underwear down, then pushed my shirt up past my chest, and pinched my nipples, as he lined himself up.

I couldn't tell if he was planning on going slow, or fast, from what he was doing. He slowly entered my kitty with his wiener, but it still hurt, and I tensed. He then sped up, to the point, where I had to put a hand over my mouth, to not scream, I just wished I could say "squirrel".

He kept going and moved my hand from my mouth, so he could slap me. I struggled to stay quiet, so I didn't wake up the neighbors, and I ended up having to hold my breath. He kept slapping me, alternating cheeks, which were both wet from tears.

I forced a smile on my face, to make him think I was happy with this. It became too much to handle, when he switched from my kitty, to my butt. I had only been fucked in my butt a few times, so it was definitely not used to the pain.

"No, no, stop." I said, still trying to stay as quiet as possible. He started to slow down, then remembered I would say "squirrel" if I meant it. I forgot about the safe word, the only thing I could think about, was pain, and the word stop.

I kept begging him to stop, and he thought I was just pretending to be in distress, because we had the safe word. I got confused as to why he wasn't stopping, still not remembering the safe word, so I tried to push him away, but I wasn't able to stop him.

He finally pulled out, slapped me again, then squirted all over my belly. He put the shirt back over my belly, and the cum made it stick to me, and then he pulled my panties and pants back up.

I never realized I didn't say squirrel, I just thought he was ignoring the safe word, to be mean. He kissed me, then laid next to me, and pulled me into him. We were both on our sides, laying face to face, his face with happiness and satisfaction, and mine with pain and sadness, though he thought it was just the pain.

"We still have the safe word, right?" I asked, because I thought he ignored it, but he thought it was to make sure he still remembered.

"Yeah, you just say 'squirrel', and it all stops." He confirmed, and I never tell told him that he ignored it, assuming he did it on purpose. I closed my eyes, and tried to sleep, not wanting to look at him, and he just brought me closer, and pulled the covers over everything but our heads.

The next day, I woke up to him fucking me, and I was crying the second I woke up. I didn't say squirrel, thinking he would ignore it, I just endured the pain. I cried, both from pain, and from sadness, because he lied to me.

He pulled out, squirted in my panties, then put them back on, as well as my pajama pants. "Go to school in these pajamas, you can wear a coat over them." He said, and kissed me, before getting out of bed.

I stayed in bed, crying, not wanting to do anything. He came back a few minutes later, "Come on, get up." He said, and I ignored him. "You are my slave, get up, or you will be seriously punished." I doubted I would be hurt any more if I stayed, than if I got up, so I ignored him.

"Alright, you asked for it." He said, and pulled me to my feet. He already had his shoes on for school, so he pulled my pants down to my knees, leaving just my cum soaked panties between him, and my kitty. He kicked hard, and I fell to the ground, I cried out, and looked up at him.

"I hate you!" I said, before I could stop myself, "No, I don't..." I said, looked down, and cried.

"Umm, Lilly?" He could tell that me saying that I hated him, wasn't just part of an act. "Are you ok? What happened?" He asked, and mommy came in, hearing me yell at him.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"I'm going to school." I said, and stood up. I pulled my pants back up, and left the room. I ran, and left the house before they could catch me, I went barefoot. I was cold, but I just ran, not wanting to see them ever again.

I arrived early, so I just sat outside the school, until the other kids arrived. During class, I told Jessie that Ethan ignored the safe word, and she smiled. "Well, I never had a safe word, face it, he likes hurting you too much to stop, even if you scream the safe word." She said.

"I'm not going back!" I said, "I would rather live on the streets." I said nothing else the whole day, to anyone.

As we were leaving, Jessie said, "If you want to still live in your home, we can get Ethan arrested, instead of you never coming home." I thought about it, and seriously considered it.

"No, no, no, I'm going back, I don't want him arrested..." I said, and started walking home. When I got home, I said nothing to Ethan, or mommy, who were trying to ask me what was wrong.

"Lilly, what did I do?" Ethan asked, and I just sat on the couch, arms crossed, silent.

"Why? You want me to go back to normal, and be your little fuck toy?" I asked, then stood up, "I've got some news for you!" I said, "I don't want to be your fuck toy!" I kicked him in the crotch, and he fell to his knees. I went to my room, and locked the door.

After a minute or so, Ethan knocked on the door, "Lilly, I'm sorry, you literally asked me to, how was I supposed to know you didn't like it?" I thought back to Jessie, she would probably send Ethan to prison if she found out I told Ethan to stop.

"No." I said, and opened the door, "I still want to be your slave, and for you to hurt me." I lied, "No safe word." I said, thinking he wouldn't ever stop, even if I said the safe word.

"Are you sure?" He asked, kind of confused, because I was giving up my only way for him to stop.

"Yes, please." I said, and mommy was there as well, seeing me say it.

"So you just removed any way of stopping me from hurting you." He said.

"Yep, you like seeing me in pain, right?" I asked, and he hesitated. "Be honest, it turns you on." I said.

"Well... yeah..." He said, not comfortable saying that in front of mommy, but she didn't even react to his answer.

"So now I am gonna be constantly hurt by you, with nothing I can do about it." I said.

"Yeah, though, when you say it like that, it sounds bad." He said, and I just smiled in response. After last night, when I thought he ignored the safe word, I knew there was no stopping him, so I decided to make it official, just in case mommy heard me say it, and he kept going.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" I asked. Just because I agreed to have no control over my own life, doesn't mean that I'm not gonna resist if he tries to hurt me. "Oh, and fair warning," I said, "I won't be holding back my screams, so you might should gag me." I smiled.

He smiled back, and slapped me, I kept a smile on my face, mainly so mommy thought I liked it. She couldn't watch him hurt me, even if I liked it, so it wasn't long before she left. He slapped me several times, and I started to cry audibly, and he smiled.

He went behind me, and I didn't turn to face him. He reached around, and put a hand on my mouth, as his knee came up to my kitty, several times. I squirmed, and screamed into his hand, as he kept kneeing my kitty. My squirms became more determined, as the pain overwhelmed me, but he held me still the whole time.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll rip out your vocal chords." He said, and I knew he wasn't gonna. He pushed me to the floor, and I didn't stay quiet for a second. I cried out, and tried to stand up, but he tackled me onto my back, and put a hand on my mouth.

I squirmed under him, and turned my head back and forth, trying to get his hand off of my mouth. He then picked me up, took me to his room. He put multiple pairs of used boxers in my mouth, then he put a belt around my head, to keep them in, and me silent.

He smiled, and pushed me down onto his bed. He grabbed zip ties, and zip tied my wrists together, in front of me, so it was harder to resist. He slapped me again, and then brought me to the living room, and sat me on the couch, next to mommy, who was watching Hallmark Christmas movies.

"Uhh..." Mommy said, mainly because I was clearly trying to break free, and speak. "I think she is trying to get out of these zip ties." Mommy said, and I nodded, not expecting him to do it, but it was worth a shot.

"She is my slave, and she took away the safe word, so she doesn't need to speak." He said, and smiled. Mommy just tried to ignore us, watching the Hallmark movie, where the two characters were just about to kiss.

Ethan slapped me, "You wanna kiss, like them?" He asked, and I nodded. "Well, you can't, you're my slave, and you are gagged." He said, and I stood up. "Sit down." He said, and when I didn't, he slapped me, kicked my kitty, and sat me down.

I cried, and put both hands between my legs. He smiled, "Take off your clothes." He said, and I didn't even try, knowing I wouldn't be able to. "You are very disobedient, it's like you want the pain!" He said, and I started trying to push my pants down, but he thought I was just pretending to not want it.

"That's more like it." He said, and pulled my pants and panties all the way off, then pulled my shirt off, somehow, with my arms still tied. He smiled, seeing me now completely naked, and pinched a nipple. He then slapped me, sat down next to me, and brought me into his lap.

"Hey, mom, wanna help hurt her, she likes it." He said, and I looked at mommy, waiting for the response.

"I really would rather not, I don't even want you to do it, the only reason I am not calling the cops right now, is because she literally asked you to do it." Mommy said, and I kept that in mind, to never let her know I don't like it, or he is gonna be in jail.

"Oh, come on, Lilly, nod if you want mommy to hurt you." Ethan said, and I nodded. "See, she wants you to hurt her." Ethan stood up, and sat me directly next to mommy. I looked at mommy, pretending to really want her to hurt me, so she didn't even suspect I didn't like it.

She finally gave in, "Oh, alright, fine..." She said.

"Here, have a belt." Ethan gave her a belt, to use on me, and she took it. "Put all your strength into it." Ethan said, as mommy stood up, and laid me down, so I was completely exposed. She held the belt behind her, with her arms over her head, then brought it down like a whip, and hit me across the chest, hitting both nipples.

I screamed into the gag, but it was barely heard, and I cried. I forced a smile onto my face, which she took to mean, I wanted more, which was kind of the point of the smile, so she hit me again. I cried out, and she flipped me over, onto my front, so my butt was exposed.

She started hitting my butt over and over again, and I tried not to turn, to make it stop. She finally stopped, after she flipped me over, spread my legs, and hit my kitty. I cried, and tried to cry out, but I couldn't make much noise, because of the gag.

She sat down next to me, then Ethan said, "I know what would hurt, a hot frying pan." I didn't process what he said, right away, so there was still a smile on my face when both of them looked, instead of what came next as soon as they left to heat a pan, which was fear.

I couldn't get up, and couldn't make much noise, so I had no way of telling them I didn't want to. Once the pan was heated, they came back to the living room, and flipped me over. I squirmed, but they were still able to sit the pan on my butt, in the center so it was on both cheeks.

I froze, trying to fight the pain, the best I could, but I was screaming into the gag, and they could hear it. They removed it after thirty seconds, which felt like an hour. Ethan picked me up, and brought me outside, and sat me in the snow, to cool down my butt, which felt amazing.

He then peed on my belly, and it dripped down to my kitty, and then to the snow beneath me. He then left me outside, and went inside, leaving the door open, so I could come back whenever my butt got too cold. He watched me, as I shivered, waiting for me to come in.

"She likes pain." Mommy said, "She is probably seeing how long until she can't handle it, you should go bring her in." I had been out for five minutes, by the time I was brought in, and the sun went down shortly after.

I was kicked in various places by Ethan, as mommy made dinner. "I love pain!" I told myself, "This is the best day ever!" I said in my head, "Oh I wish every day could be this painful!" Then I thought, "Careful what you wish for." And I just stopped talking to myself.

"Dinner's ready." Mommy finally said, releasing me from my torture, for now, at least. Ethan removed the gag, but left my hands zip tied, because I could use them together. We ate spaghetti, which was a bad choice for the day when my hands were tied.

"So, Lilly." Mommy said, "You sure you like the pain, you love every second of it?" She asked.

"Umm, yeah, I love it!" I said, and smiled, trying to hide how much I hated it.

"So you would want to be tortured 24/7?" She asked, and I was scared to answer, she used the word "torture", on purpose, to make sure I knew how much pain it was.

"Yes! I would." I lied, and she seemed shocked, but didn't show it very much.

"Did you like us burning your ass?" Ethan asked.

"Umm, yeah..." I lied.

"You want us to do it again, and leave it there for longer?" He asked.

"Yes! I would!" I lied, and tried to hide my fear, I couldn't let mommy even suspect I hated it.

"Alright, I'll go heat a pan." Mommy said, turned on the stove, and heated up the same pan she used earlier.

Ethan and her were done with dinner, I was almost done, so I ate my last bite, before Ethan gagged me. "Now that you can't scream, let's burn some ass." Ethan said, and laid me on my front, on the cold floor.

While he waited for the pan to heat, he whipped my butt several times, wanting it to hurt as much as possible. Mommy took the pan off the stove, "Make it hotter." He said, not knowing how hot it was, so she put it back on, and made it higher.

He whipped me one more time, before letting mommy come and put it on my butt. "I feel bad for this, but I really enjoy hurting her." Mommy said, "It's just because she likes it." She said, so it didn't sound so awful.

She put the hot pan on one cheek, then after a minute, she put it on the other. I was frozen, trying to fight the pain, and screaming into the gag. They could both hear my screams, though they were quiet, so nobody outside could.

After a minute on the other cheek, she took it off and said, "Nod if you want us to do it on your chest." I nodded, though I definitely didn't mean it, I just did it to make it seem like I loved it. She flipped me over, and put the pan on the left side of my chest, and I could barely breathe.

I shook my head and squirmed, trying to get it to stop, and she took it off. My eyes were wide, as I breathed heavily through my nose. "Well, I think we found her limit." Mommy said, flipped me over, and put it back on my butt, and stood up, with no apparent intention of ever removing it.

I rolled over so it fell off of me, and I stood up. I ran to the back door, opened it, and ran outside. I collapsed into the snow, and rolled over, I couldn't take it anymore, it hurt. I tolerated pain, but burning hot pans were way too much for me, and I just rolled around in the snow for five minutes, before I even started to shiver.

They made no attempt to bring me back, and decided burning hot pans were not the best. I finally stood up, and went back. As soon as I was inside, Ethan pushed me to my hands and knees, and kicked me in the crotch, several times, as mommy closed the door.

I cried, and then he grabbed my hair with one fist, and dragged me to the bathroom. I cried and squirmed, to try and get free from his tight grip on my hair. Mommy followed us, and Ethan laid me down in the empty bathtub, where he proceeded to pee on my, getting my entire body soaked.

"You try!" Ethan said to mommy, and she took her pants and panties off, so she was just in her shirt. She peed on me, and since the gag was keeping my mouth open, some got in and soaked the boxers, and it tasted awful.

I was now laying in a thin layer of their pee, and so I saw no harm in peeing myself, raising the level just a hair. Ethan then grabbed mommy's hand, and they left. I just relaxed in the warm liquid, that was slowly cooling.

They came back, and Ethan cleaned me off. Mommy was on her phone, dialing somebody. I was out of ear shot, by the time the other person answered, at midnight. Ethan laid me down on his bed, and said, "Hey, you can sleep tied up, right?" He asked, and recieved no response, because I was gagged.

The next day, I woke up, to Ethan removed my gag, and untying my hands. He then dressed me for school: a short, mid thigh length, black pleated skirt; a pair of black pants, a pair of hot pink panties, a white tank top, hot pink socks, my nomal shoes, and my coat.

After I was fully dressed, I was given breakfast, then Ethan put a hot pink winter hat on me, and gave me my hot pink gloves. He also gave me a hot pink scarf, and my face was now the only part of my body, not covered.

"Why are you dressing me in so many layers?" I asked.

"Because, it is cold." He said, but I knew there was more.

"Alright, time to go to school." Mommy said, and she left to go to work, as Ethan and I parted ways, and walked to school.

Halfway to school, a white windowless van pulled up beside me, two men came out of the back, and grabbed me. I squirmed, and tried to get free, but they held me still, and pulled me into the van. They had a ball gag ready, and put a hand towel in my mouth before the gag.

They handcuffed me behind my back, with real handcuffs, and held me still. I continued to squirm, and try to call for help, but it was useless, and I panicked, not really knowing what was going on.

"Stop squirming!" The one holding me said, but I didn't stop. "I am gonna kill your ass!" He said, but I still kept squirming. He slapped me, and pushed me down onto the floor of the van, and then punched me until I passed out, and had a bloody nose.

I woke up, still completely dressed, in a dimly lit room, with three men, the two who kidnapped me, and the driver. They were all naked, with ski masks, and seeing me wake up, they started stripping me. I was no longer handcuffed, but still gagged, though I was held still, so they could undress me.

Once I was completely naked, they handcuffed my arms and legs to a table, and removed my gag. "Scream all you want, nobody can hear you." One of them said, and slapped me. "Your mom sent us, to kidnap you, and torture you, it seems you've been a bad girl." He said.

"No, it's because I like the pain." I said, which I regret saying.

"Oh, we were iffy about hurting children, but it you want it, then we'll show no mercy." The same guy said, "I'm Jack, this is George, and this is Alex." He gestured to the two as he said their names, I assumed they probably weren't their real names.

Alex brought a dildo attached to a metal arm, next to my kitty, and turned it on, so it started fucking me super fast, and it was huge, even for an adult. "No! Stop! It hurts!" I protested.

"I thought you said you liked the pain?" He said.

"No, I do!" I said, fearing he might tell mommy if I said I didn't like it. "No, please, hurt me as much as you can!" I said, and probably shouldn't have. He smiled, and Alex put another fuck machine beneath the other, for my butt, and they both went super fast, in and out.

I cried, and Jack said, "Your mom paid us two thousand dollars for this, so we are gonna make it worth her while, oh, by the way, we are recording this." He pointed to a camera on the cieling, "Hence the ski masks. We are gonna give it to your mother, and all your classmates for free, then we will sell it to everybody else who wants it." He said.

So first, I am naked all the time, then I'm a stripper, and now I am a slut who likes pain, great, my life is ruined forever. When my classmates hear that I love pain, what are they gonna do to me? Kids are cruel, they might hurt me more than these guys.

I cried as the two machines fucked me, and Alex and George started whipping me with whips that hurt more than just Ethan's belts. Jack slapped me in the face, over and over again, as my cries filled the room. George whipped my nipples, then grabbed them, one in each hand, and pulled as hard upward as he could.

Jack stopped slapping me, and grabbed a pocket knife, "Where should we cut her?" He asked, and the others just shrugged and kept doing what they were doing. "How about... her beautiful face?" He asked.

"No, no, not my face!" I protested, and he slapped me, then put the knife to my cheek. I turned my head to the other side, so he wasn't touching my face with the knife. He just pushed the knife further, until it was touching my face again, and this time, I had nowhere to go.

He sliced my cheek, and I cried out, it wasn't very deep, just enough to make me bleed. He looked down at the machines fucking me, "Let's put some spike on these dildos!" He said, and moved away from my head.

He turned off the fucking machines, and removed the dildos that were on them, and replaced them with spiky ones, of similar size, if anything, bigger. I stared down at them, as they lined them back up, but said nothing, knowing mommy would see this.

They turned them back on, and I screamed as they re-entered my holes with some speed. I was already bleeding from my kitty and butthole, but now it was even more, I just wanted it to stop. It didn't stop, and they continued to hurt me like they were before, one of them whipping me, one pulling my nipples, and the other slapping me.

"You like this?" Jack asked, I lied and nodded. "Want more?" He asked, and I nodded. He smiled and said, "These aren't on the highest setting, not yet, let me crank them all the way up." He ent over to the fucking machines, and turned them to the highest setting, which felt ten time worse.

It hurt so much, I couldn't gather the strength to scream, and somehow didn't pass out from the pain, or loss of blood. I cried, and part of me hoped I would pass out, or even die, to end my misery. I was almost completely silent, just gasping for air, I wouldn't have been able to tell them to stop, even if I wanted to.

They finally stopped, all five of them, the three man, and the machines. My eyes were closed, and I couldn't even squirm, it hurt so much. Tears soaked my hair beneath me, as they removed the dildos from inside me.

"You liked that?" Jack asked, I nodded, "Say it to the camera." He said.

"I-" I started, but it was difficult to even speak. "I loved it..." I finally said, but not very loud.

"Louder!" He yelled.

"I loved it!" I said at normal speaking volume.

"LOUDER!"

"I LOVED IT!"

"LOVED WHAT?" He asked.

"I LOVED BEING TORTURED!" I yelled, and he was finally satisifed.

"I loved it too." He said, and they freed my arms and legs, so I was just laying on the table. I couldn't move at all, and they dressed me back completely, and knocked me out.

The video was then emailed to the parents of all the kids in my school, not just my grade. Of course, it was edited, so it didn't reveal that mommy was the one who set it all up, or even had any involvement. It was also emailed to mommy and Ethan.

I woke up on the couch, with Ethan sitting next to me, waiting for me to wake up. I had been left at the door, and brought in when Ethan got home from school. The sun had gone down already, and mommy was just starting to make dinner, hoping I would be awake when she finished.

"Oh, hi Lilly, how was your day?" He asked, and I remembered everything, and how much I hated it.

"It was amazing." I lied, and Ethan kissed me on the lips, just a quick kiss. I was wearing only a light blue sleeveless dress, that reached my mid thighs, nothing underneath. I felt much better already, my hand went down under my dress, and to my pantiless kitty, which still hurt to the touch, but not as much as I expected.

"I know you like the pain, but mom and I have decided you need a day or two off, after that, to recover." He said, when seeing me wince when I touched my kitty. "At least a day off for down there..." He said, and pinched my left nipple through my dress.

I pretending to be annoyed that I was having to take a day or two off, but I was happy, though, I wished it was entirely, not just for between my legs. He kissed me again, this time holding the kiss for a few minutes, while pinching my nipples through my dress.

Mommy finally noticed I was awake, and walked over. Ethan broke the kiss, "You really enjoyed yourself earlier, right?" She asked.

"Yeah, I did." I said, and she went back to the kitchen to make food. "Ethan, can we go to your room, to be alone?" I asked.

"Sure." He said, and picked me up. He carried me to his room, laid me down on the bed, and got above me. He slapped me a few times, and I started crying from the pain, but didn't try to stop him.

"Umm, Ethan..." I said, "I lied..."

"About what?" He asked. I was going to tell him that I didn't like the pain, but I decided not to.

"No, I didn't..." I said, "I didn't lie." He did not believe me, but had no idea what I lied about.

"What did you lie about?" He asked, and slapped me hard. I said nothing, mainly just thinking of something to say, other than the original lie. He slapped me again, just as hard, and I cried, still not responding.

"Lilly! Tell me, or I will stop hurting you!" He said, which was plenty of incentive to not tell him. He growled, "Tell me, or I will hurt you so bad, you won't be able to speak, for three days." I said nothing, and he punched me, then slapped me, causing me to start crying again.

"No, no, no, I don't like the pain." I said quietly, so mommy didn't hear, little did I know, she was eavesdropping, so she did hear.

"What? Then why would you say you did?" He asked, same volume.

"Because, someone told me to say it, or they would have you arrested, and I would rather be tortured every day, than you be arrested!" I said, "So you must keep doing it, and not let mommy know, or she will send you to jail."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asked.

"Because they told me not to tell you, and I feared they would somehow know, if I told you." I said, "I do like when you tie me up and stuff, though, and when you force me to do what you want, like a slave." I said.

"Oh, well, umm, so-" He started to say, but cut himself off. We then stood up, and went to dinner, without saying a word, after mommy yelled down the hallway. We had no idea she had overheard our conversation, so Ethan acted like normal, even though he knew I didn't like it, though secretly, it kind of turned him on more, when I didn't like it, but he never told me that.

The next day, I skipped school again, so I could get away from the possible torture today, from the kids. Ethan told me to be on the couch, dressed in decent clothes, and pretending to be a little girl at the park, when he came home, because we were gonna do some role playing thing, and he was gonna be a billionaire pedophile, who has never been caught, because he never leaves his victims alive, though Ethan reassured me that he wasn't gonna kill me.

When Ethan came home, I pretended to be on a bench at the park, watching other kids play, when in reality, I was watching Paw Patrol on the tv. I pretended not to notice Ethan, because I was in a public place, with bunches of strangers.

He sat next to me casually, and mommy came home from work. I was wearing a mid thigh length skirt, panties, and a t shirt. Mommy knew we were gonna be role playing, so she didn't interrupt us, she just sat on the bench, couch, and minded her own business.

I looked toward Ethan, the stranger, then to mommy, "Mommy, who is he?" I asked.

"I don't know, honey, why don't you ask him?" She said, sort of becoming part of the role play.

"Umm, sir?" I asked, turning to Ethan, "What's your name?"

"Ethan, what's yours?" He asked.

"Lilly." I said.

"Come, follow me." He said, and I pretended to be hesitant. I looked over at mommy, she was pretending to not even notice that he offered it. I gave in, and he led me to his room, which was "his house".

He locked the door, and I pretended to panic. "Wanna have some fun?" He asked, and before I could answer, he pushed me onto the bed.

"No, let me go!" I said, as he held me down, and reached under my skirt to my panties. He used both hands to remove my panties from under my skirt. "No! No! Put them back! Let me go!" I begged. He sat me up, and put his wiener in my mouth, to shut me up.

I bit lightly, enough for him to take it out, but not for it to hurt too much. He slapped me hard, making me fall back onto my back. He got above me, "Alright, you asked for it!" He said, brought my arms above my head, and held them with one hand, then used the other to keep my mouth closed.

He started fucking me under my skirt, and it hurt like crazy, though I had recovered mostly from before, so it just hurt like normal when he fucked me too hard. I cried and made almost no sound through his hand.

He finished in me after a while, then he removed both hands from holding me down, and just held either side of my face with them, and kissed me deeply. He held the kiss for at least ten minutes, before finally breaking the kiss, and pulling me off the bed to my feet.

I was pretty sure the role play was over, because he stripped me, and took me to the bathroom. He gave me a quick bath, mainly to clean the blood off of my kitty. He took me to the living room, in just a towel, and sat me next to mommy.

He sat on the other side of me, and mommy said, "I heard you guys talking last night, right before dinner." She said, and neither of us said a word. "Who told you, and why?" She asked me.

"Umm... Jessie..." I said, and explained the whole thing, with her dad, and how she hated me for sending him to prison, and she wanted me to feel the same thing with Ethan.

"Oh, hmm, I don't see how to get out of this, she knows enough, she could send me to jail, too." Mommy said, "Not saying that to sound selfish, I just mean, she knows everything."

"Yeah, she also told me not to tell you guys, so please don't mention this to anyone." I said, "Like I said last night, I would rather be tortured every day, than Ethan, or you, mommy, be in jail."

"Alright, just try to talk to her, we can't really do anything to help you." She said.

The next day, I went to school, and tried to talk to Jessie, and apologize, but she was stubborn. I was beaten up during recess, with the belief that I enjoyed it, and I made no attempt to say it wasn't true. Chapter 13