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Archive name: sub.txt (MF/F-teen, reluc, v, bd, piercing)
Authors name: KidRockerJ8 (kidrockj8@aol.com)
Story title : Submission of Innocence-Encounter

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Submission of Innocence-Encounter (MF/F-teen, reluc, v, 
bd, piercing)
by KidRockerJ8 (kidrockj8@aol.com)

***

Erica becomes the pawn in a violent game of sexual 
dominance and submission. One that upon its conclusion 
will shock her beyond all her darkest nightmares.

***

This story contains non-consensual sex, violence and acts
not appropriate in a civilized society. Neither the author
nor this archive condones such actions in real life. This
story was written as an unusual fantasy and was not meant
to offend anyone who may have been subject to real 
violence in their life. Why can't we all just do unto
others, as we would have others do unto us?

***

Erica found herself swimming through a gauzy swirl back 
into the realm of consciousness. Muffled voices seeking 
to penetrate her lack of awareness. Fighting back the 
acrid taste of bile filling her throat she began to gag, 
retching her way upward from a pit of torpor. 

A cascade of icy cold water pounded into her face like 
the crash of a wave breaking with all its fury atop her. 
Erica tried to swim through it, struggling to flail her 
way out she felt as if she were drowning. Her arms 
wouldn't respond, a lazy numbness burning through them as 
she suddenly realized they were bound by thick cord.

Shaking her head frantically to sluff the matted flaxen 
hair from her face she began to scream. Her tremor rising 
to a peak of hysteria Erica screamed again and again 
trying to wake herself from what she hoped was only a 
nightmare.

The nightmare ended abruptly or rather had only begun 
when she felt the bite of a leather strap lash across the 
right side of her bare hips, blistering into them as it 
raked across her buttocks.

"SILENCE, shut up you fuckin bitch. I'll peal the skin 
right off that ass of yours," commanded the woman's 
voice.

Erica screamed again at the brutal assault against her 
naked shivering flesh. Screaming with a fear born of the 
realization she was totally nude and bound. Fear crawling 
from the pit of her firm young stomach working it's way 
through every pore of her body. Held captive in this 
unknown place before who or what, she had no clue.

Another strap sliced deep into the left side of her hips 
sending a burst of pain flaring through them. This blow 
more fierce and raising her smooth tan skin into stinging 
crimson welts. She bit her lips drawing a small trickle 
of blood as she sought to stifle her scream, only a deep 
moan issuing forth. 

"Your Mistress commanded silence, scream again and we'll 
skin you alive, bitch," a man's voice threatened.

"You will address me as Master Kane and my companion as 
Mistress Leah. We own you now, you belong to us till and 
if we see fit to release you," the distorted male voice 
hissed.

Erica became totally aware of her sense of helplessness 
as she realized the true peril of what she had awakened 
to. Her last coherent thought was of leaving her job at 
the bank and walking to her car before the blackness 
enveloped her. She looked up at her hands seeing them 
bound by a white cord, suspended by a hook attached to a 
rust flecked chain secured in the ceiling above her. 

She was held aloft to the point that only her bare toes 
were touching the burred concrete floor beneath her. The 
wrists had been bound so brutally that her hands were 
turning deep indigo from the lack of circulation. Small 
trails of blood had begun weeping from underneath her 
fingernails, covering her fingers and sliding down over 
her wrists to stain the cord. 

The only source of light, a single crude bulb hanging 
down from a frayed wire directly in front of the corroded 
chain that confined her. She could make out movement in 
the surrounding gloom and knew her tormentors were hidden 
there, waiting, watching. 

Erica's mind was spinning as if trapped in a whirlwind. 
Questions burrowing deep inside her brain as she asked 
herself. Who were these people, why were they doing this, 
why me? Why the fuck, me? 

Erica had been away from home now almost two years, 
leaving when she had turned seventeen. She moved in with 
her girlfriend Pam, who like herself had graduated school 
early and then went to work. Now she wondered if she'd 
live to see Pam again, to see anything ever again. Her 
life with her parents had been unbearable, nothing more 
than endless bickering and mental abuse heaped upon her. 
Unbearable to the point she'd not even wanted contact 
with them since leaving, but even that would be welcome 
now. Most anything would be welcome from the hell she had 
found herself trapped within. 

She thought how ironic it was that she might never live 
to see her nineteenth birthday only three weeks away. How 
much she missed going shopping, watching a video, cooking 
for her and Pam or even just watching a sunset. Silly 
thoughts but ones that she now cherished and clung to 
with such a passion, a passion to survive. 

Stepping from the ebony shroud of the room, the couple 
strode before Erica. Entirely nude except for the bizarre 
raiment they each wore, the pair stood before her. She 
observed the man first, his face encased in a black 
leather mask, form fitted to cover his entire head. Small 
squares from which icy blue eyes stared back at her were 
cut into the mask. A pair of round holes below his nose 
allowed him to breathe. Across his mouth a zipper was 
slashed open, exposing the tongue which protruded out to 
moisten his dry lips. 

The man's nipples were both pierced, a gleaming gold 
metallic arrow like shaft almost two inches in length 
punching through each one. The arrows point rest to the 
left side of each nipple as the fletch extended past the 
right side. On his chest was a tattoo of a winged 
serpent; it's body an emerald green, scales glistening in 
hues of violet and sapphire. Scarlet wings flared out 
wrapping around both the man's sides. The serpent's head 
etched deeply into his groin, mouth open as if it were 
about to swallow his penis. 

Master Kane's cock and balls extended through a large 
oval ring held in place by black leather straps secured 
between his legs and around his waist. His prick was 
stirring to life, slowly swelling; the length of his 
stalk about five inches pulsed as it gorged with blood. 
His balls were large, hung low beneath the shaft nested 
in thick curls of sepia hair. His feet were clad by 
cowboy style boots of black leather rising up his calves; 
two bullion colored scorpions poised to attack one 
another were stitched into the boots, adorning them.

Erica couldn't restrain the shriek welling within her as 
she beheld the man. Her scream abruptly cut in mid pitch 
as Mistress Leah bitterly flailed the strap over her 
erect nipples. She twisted her body as it spun wildly 
from its suspension, whimpering from the shock of the 
blow. 

"You God damn little whore, I'll not warn you again, keep 
silent unless you're directed otherwise. Look at me damn 
you, look at me and say Mistress I understand, Say it, 
you fuckin bitch," demanded Leah. 

Erica flexed her toes against the craggy floor gaining 
purchase to turn and face the woman. Her breath hitching 
in her throat she stared at her and whimpered.

"I, I, I understand Mistress Leah. I understand, please, 
no more," she begged.

"Very good, you're learning well. By your obedience you 
will please us, perhaps even please yourself a bit," 
teased Leah. 

The woman's words were still audible although somewhat 
distorted. A shallow robotic tone emanating from both 
their voices when they spoke. Erica saw that the couple 
both wore large red leather collars around their necks. 
Attached to each collar was a small box shaped object 
about three inches in length and nearly two inches in 
width, each resting just over their larynx. She assumed 
that somehow these were creating the slight garble to 
their voices. 

Erica took Mistress Leah in with her amber doe eyes, 
staring in awe as she beheld the woman before her. She 
was also clad in a full mask covering her head, this one 
of a sleek red vinyl like material. Atop her head a small 
opening in the mask allowed a haystack piled shock of 
honey-tinted hair to sprout up forming a peak. The length 
of it raking back over the woman's head as if it were a 
mane. 

Elliptical openings in the shape of a cat's eye revealed 
the woman's verdant eyes that bore into Erica. Below The 
nose a small slash in the material allowed it to extend 
forward for breathing. As did the man, she too had a 
zipper which had been pulled open exposing the fullness 
of her pouty lips.

Mistress Leah's torso was clad in the same red sleek 
vinyl material to form a corset which exposed and thrust 
up her ample breasts. Each thick umber nipple had been 
pierced, encompassed by a silver ring nearly four inches 
in diameter. The rings connected with a foot of small 
sterling hued chain hung down between her plump breasts 
pulling at the nipples. 

Erica saw that the women's navel had been used within the 
tattoo of a lion, it's claws gripping at the sides of her 
belly, trailing streaks of blood. The hindquarters 
exposed as it's rear end hiked up and the indentation of 
her navel formed what she thought would be it's mating 
hole, obscenely gaping open. 

The corset ended at the angle of her wide hips, she was 
naked below the waist, her pubic area shaven clean. Erica 
could see the lips of her cunt, the flesh darkened, thick 
and rubbery, parting open from having been well abused 
over time. The Mistress's stocky legs were encased in 
boots that ran to mid-thigh, gleaming as each movement of 
her legs creased the shiny red vinyl they were made of. 
The heels spiked sharply were almost six inches in length 
giving the woman exaggerated height allowing her to tower 
about in a regal posture. 

"You look delicious my pet, though maybe a bit worse for 
wear. Still a sweet and succulent young morsel," the 
mistress smirked.

Looking at Erica she saw the girl's wheat colored hair 
was matted and clinging to her shoulders. Her breasts 
puffy and bee stung, the size that would easily fit 
within the mouth of a champagne glass. Long welts of 
burning red had creased the nipples on both sides from 
the blows across her chest. Her skin a golden bronze 
showing no discernible tan lines covered her like smooth 
silk. 

Erica was petite, barely standing five feet in height, 
maybe a hundred pounds, if that. Her skin supple and 
flawless stretching over slender arms and legs. Hips 
sharp and angular joining on each side of her firm flat 
stomach. Her navel was pierced, a small two-inch gold 
ring punching through the skin, a round pink bead 
adorning it. 

Leah traced her tongue over her lips as she saw the damp 
curls of Erica's pubic thatch. The small puffy lips of 
her cunt so pink and tender. Her mouth watered as she 
lusted to taste the sweet juices that she knew were 
locked deep inside just waiting to be devoured. 

"Look Kane, our toy is a natural blonde. So young and 
tender, so ripe and filled to bursting with all those 
honeyed juices for us to take. Hold her steady while I 
sample her," Leah directed.

Mistress Leah knelt before the young girl. She held both 
of Erica's feet in her hands and began kissing each small 
toe. Her tongue sliding out licking them and then worming 
it's way between each one. Leah could taste the faint 
salty traces of her sweat; the coppery flavor of blood 
where she'd scraped her toes over the rough-hewn surface 
of the floor. 

Kane's penis began throbbing as he pressed it into the 
warmth of Erica's buttocks, holding her steady for his 
companion. Massaging his prick over the smooth globes of 
her ass he began to seep the clear juices of his pre-cum, 
leaving slick trails over her cheeks. He could feel the 
girl whimpering, trying to stifle the sobs coming from 
deep within her body and it excited him even further. His 
penis jutted through the ring holding it in place and 
nested itself in the slit of her ass where he began 
sliding it up and down.

Erica was shivering, holding her breath to keep from 
screaming as she tried to control the fear quaking 
through her body. 

Mistress Leah had begun trailing her tongue up the girl's 
slim legs, kissing softly over the flesh as she began to 
smell the faint odor of her sex. She breathed deeply 
savoring the aroma, the scent of fear oozing through 
Erica's skin, the smell of cunt that awaited the deep 
probing and lapping with her tongue.

"Oh, you little slut, I'm going to take that sweet juice 
right from the well. You better give me every God damn 
drop of that sticky shit or I'll chew your fuckin clit 
off," Leah hissed.

Leah began biting into the inner thighs of the girl, her 
teeth raking the tender flesh as she sucked it into the 
warm slavering wetness of her mouth. Bruising the young 
skin as she twisted it between her teeth, wanting to 
taste the blood spilling out over her tongue. 

Erica sobbed at the excruciating pain, trying to wiggle 
her legs free of the woman's mouth, her feet twitching 
and scrabbling for purchase against the floor. 

Master Kane had gripped Erica about her slim waist, 
helping to hold the girl up as he continued to grind his 
erection deep within the folds of her ass crease. His 
mouth locked over her neck, he began sucking at the 
flesh, chewing at it as he panted and pressed against 
her.

Mistress Leah had finally reached the treasure she'd 
hungered for, her mouth lathering over Erica's cunt 
mound. She licked out at the wet hair surrounding it, 
snaking her tongue through the wiry blonde curls. 
Spreading the girl's legs wide she burrowed her mouth 
over the pink slit of her sex. Stabbing her tongue deep 
she lapped up inside Erica's pussy, fucking it as she 
lapped the slick inner walls. 

"Beg your Mistress to eat that pussy hole, bitch, beg her 
to allow you to cum off for her. God damn you, I said beg 
for it, you little cunt, say it filthy and mean it," Kane 
demanded. 

 Erica was in a blind panic, fearing that she would die 
here, die in some agonizingly horrible manner at the 
hands of this perverted couple. She only wanted to live, 
to survive this in hopes of gaining her freedom to live 
yet another day. 

"Please Mistress, Please eat my slut hole. It's all 
yours, you own that filthy cunt, it's all yours. Oh God, 
I beg you to eat the cum right out of me," Erica 
whimpered in fear.

Spurred on by Erica's helpless pleas, Leah lifted the 
girl's legs over her shoulders to allow her face further 
access to her tender young slit. 

Leah wiped her tongue back and forth between the girl's 
cunt and tightly puckered ass ring, licking the swollen 
balls of her companion as they ground against her. She 
spread Erica's folds wide, lapping at the clear wetness 
seeping from the bright pink cavity within. She chewed 
the lips, sucking at them to gorge them with blood. 

Leah could fee the heat wafting out of Erica's pussy; 
smell the musky fragrance of her mate scent. She drilled 
her tongue in and out of the gaping fuck hole, spiking it 
as her lips locked tight around it. Leah sucked to the 
point her cheeks hollowed with each slurp from the now 
heavily flowing cunt cave. 

"Cum in her mouth damn you, spray her fuckin mouth with 
it, bitch. "Don't you dare hold back, give it all up you 
little whore," Kane commanded.

Erica fought to control the sensation welling up in her 
tummy and knew she was going spin out of control with a 
shattering orgasm. She kept thinking how wrong she was 
for letting her flesh take control over her mind. How 
weak she was for wanting to cum and feel the bliss of its 
release as it pounded into her. 

Kane was sawing his prick between the now slick recesses 
of Erica's ass mounds. Massaging it as he felt the heavy 
load rising like a hot tide inside the balls that ground 
against her. He wanted to spew his think goo deep into 
the girls burning ass hole but knew he would have to wait 
until his companion was ready for him to do so. 

The point of his cock was an enflamed red from the blood 
rushing to it. The piss slit gaping wide and oozing 
copious amounts of foamy slime out covering her smooth 
warm buttocks. 

"Soon girl, soon, I'm going to fill every hole you've got 
with my cock cream. "I'll fill you till your fuckin 
floating in it, you bitch," Master Kane groaned.

Leah continued lathering Erica's pussy slit with her lips 
and tongue. Ripping her legs apart with her hands to 
spread her wider. She wanted no restriction to the girls 
heated pucker or fuck crease. She gripped Kane's prick 
with her fingers and slide it down, pressing it between 
the sloppy folds of Erica's pussy so she could lap at 
both of their sex. Leah reamed her tongue around the oily 
ring of the girl's ass, tasting her sweat and the acrid 
taste of her shit residue.

Kane's hand reached down across the girls fluttering 
tummy to her groin, spreading the fleshy hood covering 
her swollen clit. His fingers twisting and pulling it 
upward brutally. His fingernails raked into it, pinching 
it between them till it threatened to split apart. He 
would then release his viscous hold and rake his fingers 
through the girl's runny seepage now flowing freely from 
her slit. Smearing it over the pulsing nub till it was 
bathed in her own creamy expulsions and then begin the 
pinching process once more. 

Mistress Leah was delving into the girl's ass hole, 
spearing her tongue ever deeper as she sought to taste 
the filthy hot membranes of her shit tube. She inhaled 
filling her lungs with the heady aroma of Erica's ass and 
the foamy secretions of her fuck hole. 

Erica couldn't fight against her body any longer, her 
flesh had betrayed her as she felt the flutter of her 
climax began it's deep tickle within her belly. 

"I'm gonna cum, gonna cum off. Oh God no, It's coming 
out," she mewled.

"Yesssssss, fuck yessssss, let it go bitch. Cum, you 
shitty whore, you better cum hard. Damn your soul to hell 
you'd better squirt it all out," Kane demanded as he dug 
into her clit with his nails.

Leah pressed her lips up, forcing Kane's prick shaft to 
wedge tight between the sopping folds of Erica's pussy. 
The lips covering the glowing crown, wrapping it in the 
heated frothing wetness leaking out. Her tongue lashed at 
it, licking the dripping piss hole and up over the folds 
surrounding it. 

Kane groaned as he felt his stalk ripple with the surge 
of cum racing through it. The heat and slickness of 
Erica's cunt tore the juices from his stalk as he slid it 
back and forth. It erupted, spewing thick spirals of 
pearly semen over his companions lapping tongue.

Mistress Leah felt his load jet and swabbed her tongue 
through the gooey deluge hissing out. Pressing it over 
Erica's swollen smoldering fuck lips. 

"Oh, sweet hell, please suck me Mistress, suck my cunt 
off. I beg you, let me cum for you. I'm gonna squirt it 
all out, I promise I'll give it all to you," pleaded 
Erica.

Leah continued lapping hungrily at the pair's sexual 
organs grinding against each other. The vinyl of her mask 
was being splattered by ropey shots of Kane's thick 
cream. Her mouth open accepting boiling sprays of the hot 
custard pooling around her tongue and teeth. 

Erica began screaming, this time her scream was not out 
of fear but one of submission. Giving herself over to the 
intense rush pounding into her loins as she began to cum. 
She could feel the heated cock knob of her Master's prick 
singe her folds, plastering her opening with each spurt 
of his seed.

She felt the rush of her own wetness spray out over 
Kane's shaft, cumming on him, cumming on Leah's darting 
tongue. She felt it run down the inside of her thighs as 
she let herself be swept away by the blessed release or 
her orgasm. Again and again the tingles inside became 
tormenting, shocking her till she erupted in slick trails 
of wetness splaying out. 
 
Kane's huge balls thundered producing even more sperm 
that pushed its way up the stumpy shaft of his penis. His 
climax always produced a massive cascade of semen that 
would flow thick and copiously from him. Each spurt 
heavy, like a twisting white strand of molten sugar 
plastering over all around it. 

Leah's mouth was filled with the sweet hot custard of 
Kane's spunk, capturing as much as she could while she 
licked and bathed the pair with her tongue and lips. Her 
mask now runny with Erica's cum and Kane's as well. She 
could smell the tangy scent of it penetrating through the 
nose slit. Feel it leaking down the opening of her eye 
slits. Bathing herself in the ejaculations the pair were 
covering her in.

Erica began sobbing as her climax hammered into her, 
unable to stop the delicious feeling of it ripping 
through her mound. Her legs shook as they were held over 
her Mistresses shoulders, toes curling and flexing with 
each new ripple from her cunt. Her mind raced with 
visions of feeling the scalding load of Kane pouring deep 
into her. Splashing against her womb, filling her till as 
he had said; she floated from his filthy scum. 

Her pussy was frothy and matted with the combined mix of 
her master's seed and her own cream. Spilling out 
unchecked with wanton abandon. 

Mistress Leah slurped at the knob of Kane's spouting 
prick, drawing the syrupy nectar out till he could 
produce no more. She smeared her face between Erica's 
legs, wiping the slimy flood over herself as she moaned 
in the depravity of her act.

Reluctantly she raised herself to face Erica. Seeing the 
heated rash spreading over the young girl's breasts. 
Taking her head between her hands she stared into her 
eyes, watching as they rolled white from the ecstasy she 
had succumbed to. Pursing her lips she spit the sloppy 
froth culled within her mouth into the girl's face. Heavy 
nuggets of Kane's load and the girls own thin cream 
sprayed out over Erica's face, into her eyes and nose, 
coating her lips.

Erica startled from her orgasm as the warm foamy blast 
exploded into her face. Feeling the runny mix sliding 
over her, she flicked her tongue out by reflex to catch 
it and devour the gift her mistress had given her. 
Shocked at how much she wanted to taste it, how much more 
of it she wanted.

"Yessssss, eat it slut, eat all that slop, you fuckin 
whore. Tell me you want it, tell me how much you like the 
taste of all that filthy scum, God damn you," Leah 
demanded.

"Mistress I want it all, please give it all to me. Sweet 
Christ I want it all, I'll do anything for you, anything 
you want," Erica whimpered.

Leah pressed her lips over the girl's, pushing her tongue 
deeply into her mouth. Swabbing it over her teeth and the 
inside of her cheeks. Spitting the dregs of Kane's sperm 
and Erica's own cunt cream into her mouth. Forcing her to 
expel it back to her as they swapped it between them 
again and again. Trading the rich tangy essence of their 
sex until it swirled and bubbled thickly between them. 
She could feel Erica's tongue searching her mouth, 
dredging for any of lingering droplet of the frothy 
slime. She knew the time of Erica's awakening had come.

Letting out a heavy sigh Leah pulled back from the girl, 
looking deeply into her eyes as she spoke.

"That's what I've been waiting for bitch, waiting for 
your submission. You belong to US now; always. We own 
your ass as well as your very soul," shouted Leah.

"Take her down Kane, I think she might just be ripe 
enough. Now the time has come for her to serve US."

THE END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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