Sarah
Anne Marie pressed the button on one the intercom. ``Please send Sarah Jones in.'' Then bringing JJ up to her face she said. ``I'm very proud of Sarah, she kind of a prodigy of mine. She has learnt very quickly in the last four years.''
There was a knock on the door.
``Enter'' Anne Marie commanded.
JJ instantly recognised Sarah, as one of the three girls who had found them earlier. She had dark skin and her hair, in locks, fell about her shoulders. She was wearing full Angel uniform, purple blazer, black skirt and knee length boots. On her face she wore glasses with thick black rectangular frames. She immediately ran up to the bed and fell on her knees, then, taking Anne Marie right hand in hers she gave a long kiss to the nail on the middle finger.
``JJ, love, this is Sarah.'' Sarah remained kneeling, but now she sat with her back upright. ``Sarah, this is my boyfriend Jehoiakim Jeroboam Goldstein. You may kiss him.'' Anne Marie held JJ in front of Sarah's face. She had big fat lips, with red lipstick on. She gave JJ a long kiss on the chest. She removed her lips, leaving a lipstick mark which covered JJ from his nipples to his navel.
``Oh, sorry,'' She said, biting her lower lip and looking ashamed.
``That OK.'' Anne Marie said whipping JJ down with the sheet from the bed. ``Now take JJ and put him with his friends. Then return here so we can discuss your progress.''
Sarah carried JJ out of the room. Her touch was so gentle, JJ thought he was floating on air. JJ was relieved that it wasn't Alice or even worse Bridget who was carrying him now. God only knows what they would be doing to him en route. She carried JJ along several corridors, then down a flight of stairs and into a small pink room with only a bed, desk and wardrobe in it. On the edge of the desk was a cage with a small padlock on the outside. Sarah readjusted JJ so that she could hold him with just the last three fingers of her left hand. Her grip was such that JJ was perfectly comfortable, and yet he was unable to escape. She was clearly highly skilled at carrying little people. She passed her hands behind her head and undid a fastener on a thin gold chain on which there was a key which she used to unlock the pad lock. She placed JJ inside a the cage. JJ looked around and immediately noticed Anna Nahil.
``Anna, are you OK?''
Sarah bent down and looked into the cage. ``I'll be back in a moment. Don't go away.'' She closed the top and clicked the padlock shut.
Anna looked up. It was clear she had been crying. She didn't say anything until Sarah had left the room.
``This is your fucking fault. Thinking with your dick, you got us into this.''
``Anna, I swear I did not know.''
``Look what they've done.''
Lying on the floor was battered body of Paul Redwood. It was covered only in a light sheet, the bruises on Paul's legs and arms were clearly visible. There were dark rings around his eyes from both lack of sleep and successive blows. Anna Nahil returned to stroking his brow with a piece of cloth. ``Paul, Paul are you OK.'' Paul groaned some incoherent words.
``Anna, I'm sorry I swear I didn't know. You must believe me. I didn't want Paul hurt.''
``Just shut up. If you cared so much tell that bitch of a lover of yours to stop torturing Paul.''
JJ was lost for words, he still couldn't believe Anne Marie would knowingly hurt anybody. But then she was seventeen metres tall and he couldn't explain that either. Everything since leaving the palace had been completely incomprehensible. He wished he could explain all this to Anna, but he feared her response. Instead he just sat in a corner and looked out of the bars around the room. The only thing on the desk was an enormous sheet of paper, an enormous pen and a wooden ex-shaped cross, the size of JJ, with length of rope about each corner. One the wall, their was a picture of the BEAUTIFUL LOVER talking to a Young Angle. JJ wandered if there were any Angels who were disenchanted with the DIVINE. Then he wandered if anything Anne Marie had told him was true.
That moment Sarah returned, Anne Marie was with her. They were in the middle of a conversation. ``I tell you I've tried everything. The arm twisting, the leg break, the penis squeezes and he just won't talk.'' Sarah said.
``Some people are just harder to guide than others. Remember you must use the `Love Pain' approach. You are a First School Angel now. You must understand `Love Pain'.''
``But I do: The Love will guide some people, the Pain others, but it is only when they are combined, the Love with the Pain, the Agony with the Ecstasy, that will tame the heart of even the most resistant.'' Sarah recited her knowledge.
``Yes you understand it in theory but only if you understand it in action will it work. And that can only be gained though practise. Now take our victim, it's Paul redwood isn't it, I know him personally and I reckon if you can break him, you can break anybody.''
Sarah reached opened the lid of the cage and rapped her finger around Paul's body.
``No no. Please don't take him.'' Anna screamed clinging onto Sarah's long thumbnail, in a futile attempt to make her release her grasp. Paul had woken up and was now lashing about in Sarah's hand.
Sarah smiled and the amusing spectacle and gently prised Anna's hand off her nail, replacing her in the cage and closing the lid. Removing his blanket, she put Paul onto the wooden cross and, despite all of his struggling, carefully tied a limb to each of corner leaving Paul naked and splayed.
She licked the tip of her index finger and gently rubbed Paul's groin. In spite of his resisting and the pain he was in, Paul's penis stared getting hard. Sarah immediately stopped rubbing and taking his penis between her thumbnail and index fingernail she started squeezing. Paul grit his teeth to deaden the pain.
Anne Marie lightly slapped Sarah on the hand. ``Now, now Sarah you are far too impatient. Go back to rubbing his penis, but gently now. That's it.''
``Now do I start pinching it?''
``No, not yet. Keep rubbing. Start enjoying it. This isn't a punishment for you. Listen to his moans. Here undo you skirt.'' Anne Marie had come behind Sarah and was removing her skirt and jacket. ``That's it feel the passion.'' Anne Marie was rubbing the outside of Sarah's white lace knickers with one hand and rolling her left nipple between her finger and thumb of the other hand. Sarah lent her head back onto Anne Marie shoulder as Anne Marie pulled her ass against her groin.
``Now do you feel that, that throbbing of the penis, that's just the first. Now each man responds in a slightly different, but you will learn how to recognise which is the last suborgasm before he comes.'' Anne Marie undid the buttons on Sarah's blouse. Sarah, with Anne Marie help, subconsciously removed her arms from her blouse which fell to the floor, leaving only her bra which Anne Marie removed with a single flick of the wrist, revealing her tits, small, dark and firm. The key to the cage hanging between them. She pulled Anne Marie hand onto her breast.
``Concentrate on your task. There did you feel it. That was the ultimate suborgasm. Now if you squeeze his penis, you'll hold the orgasm in. This will intensify the next part. But squeeze it between your nails on your left hand, you'll need your right hand free.'' Anne Marie continued to squeeze Sarah's nipple now between her own nails. At the same time she had somehow removed Sarah's panties and was rubbing her clit in the patch of short fuzzy pubic hair.
JJ was staring at all this from the cage, which was positioned so he could see everything. He watched Sarah's clit swell up enabling Anne Marie to squeeze it between her nails. Sarah made a sharp intake of breath but managed to concentrate her task. She untied Paul's left leg and dug her right thumb nail into his knee. Paul's let out a scream.
``No, don't press there,'' Anne Marie corrected her, ``use the inside of the knee.'' Anne Marie adjusted the position of Sarah's thumbnail. ``Now slide the other nails of your right hand under his lower leg. This will give you leverage. Now your bending it against the knee, guaranteeing a much greater pain, but without causing to much permanent damage.'' Paul screamed much louder than he had before. Sarah moaned in pleasure, Anne Marie had inserted three of her fingernails up Sarah's cunt.
As she rocked her head forward, her glasses slipped of the end of her nose landing on Paul's stomach and winding him and momentarily distracting him from the pain in his leg and penis. He let out an ``Ommpff''.
``Whoops, sorry. Are you OK?'', Sarah said with genuine concern in her voice.
Anne Marie giggled.
``What?'' Sarah asked, a little embarrassed.
``You, apologising, given what your doing to him. Now just keep rocking the leg. That's it, now through a slightly larger angle.''
After a few minutes Paul at last capitulated; ``OK, OK I'll talk. Please stop this pain.''
``No, no. You can't talk now, there's too many other moves to show Sarah. This is important to her education. Here, let's place this over your mouth.'' She placed a small piece of tape over Paul's mouth preventing him from speaking. ``Now ask your question,'' she instructed Sarah.
``What are the names and addresses of the other leaders of resistance groups?''
Paul's eye were steaming with tears. He muffled something under the tape.
``Ah, so you refuse to talk, we must try the next technique.'' Then to Sarah; ``See how his penis has gone soft. Well you must recommence the stroking.'' Sarah retired Paul's leg and, having placed a good bit of spit on her finger, started long deep strokes. There was very little response.
``Shall I try another resurrecting measure?'' Anne Marie hummed a yes. Sarah picked up the defenceless victim, and brought him too her lips and stuck out a rolled tongue. She then performed fellatio, swirling the penis around with the tip of her penis.
``Has it become hard?''
Sarah moaned a yes. Her hips were revolving in a regular motion. Anne Marie was now rubbing her clit with one had, occasionally squeezing it or letting the sharp sides of her nails catch it, whilst her right hand was thrusting in and out of her cunt.
JJ, who was concentrating more on the pleasure Anne Marie was giving Sarah than the agony his friend was in, wondered how Anne Marie had managed to insert those long nails. Surely they must be doing some damage up there. But Sarah didn't seem to care.
``Now go on to back bending.'' Anne Marie instructed.
Despite her own sexual excitement, causing sweat to appear on her brow, Sarah untied Paul. Then she placed her two thumbnails together under the small of his back. She wrapped the fingers of her left hand over his legs and lower body, his erection held fast between her first and second fingers, and wrapped her right hand over his upper body. This gave her full control to bend and straighten Paul's back over a full range of movement. Sarah could now concentrate on her own writhing. As she got closer and closer to orgasm, she would bend Paul further and further, his suffering heightening her own ecstasy. She was bending Paul's back further than backs are designed to go except for very young gymnast and dedicated Yogis, and Paul was neither.
But it was Anne Marie who was truly in control. The more she wanked Sarah, the more Sarah moaned and writhed and the more she bent the back of Paul and the more Paul screamed and his ribs and vertebrae cracked. ``That's right Sarah,'' she whispered in her disciples ear, pressing her groin against Sarah's firm, round, naked, black arse as it gyrated in response to Anne Marie's fingers. ``You feel our BEAUTIFUL LEADER's Love now, coursing through your veins. Feel it from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. Feel the DIVINE's Love in your breasts, in your heart and in your cunt.'' Sarah moaned completely lost in the voice of Anne Marie. ``Above all feel the MERCIFUL ONE Love in your fingers, feel how you are transferring her Love from your heart into Paul Redwood. Can you feel how her Love is entering him with every bend and straitening of his back, the more you bend the greater the flow, and keeping him alive while it guides him to understanding.''
Reminded briefly of Paul, JJ stared with disbelief at Sarah's hands. She was straining to bend Paul further, beyond which his feet could touch his head, but folded completely in half so that his spine ran up her one thumb nail and down the other, with the surfaces of the two nails touching.
There was no way Paul could survive this, apart from anything else his heart liver and kidneys were mashed into pulp; so much so that the skin of his stomach was stretched over Sarah's nails so that their curved shape could be identified.
``Let the BEAUTIFUL LOVER take you in her arms.'' With one final thrust of Anne Marie fingers and Sarah eyes rolled up into the back of her head, her nostrils flared and she let out a sound from the underworld. Staring so intently at her JJ felt he could feel Sarah's orgasm taking hold of his own body. Each throb of her clitoris exploding in his brain as though the whole room were contracting in unison. Even Anne Marie was not unaffected, pulling Sarah tight against her, and squeezing Sarah's swollen clit between the sharp edges of her fingernails several times to intensify and prolong the moment.
``Stop. Stop now or I'll kill JJ'' Anna screamed from the cage. She had JJ on the floor, her knees in the small of his back. She had pulled his hair up forcing his back to curve, exposing his neck, pressed against which she was holding a large shard of glass. Anne Marie came forward and bent her knees so her eyes were at the same level as the cage.
``It's OK we've stopped for today.'' Anne Marie said calmly.
Sarah was bending over the desk, taking deep breaths. When she had returned to earth a little, she placed Paul on the desk. To everybody's surprise Paul's penis was still rock hard and as Sarah removed her fingers he came sending shots of semen over his head. Sarah giggled and then removed the gag.
``You don't have to say anything Paul. I've got JJ and I've made them stop.'' Anna shouted from the cage. But it was no good. Paul babbled the names of every Resistance member he knew. He repeated the list again and again. Sarah had to scribble hard to keep up with him.
``Now make us big again and release us.'' Anna demanded.
``I would love to do that now Paul has told us what we wanted, but it is not within my powers. Only the DIVINE herself can enlarge people and I don't think she cares that much about my boyfriend. Now if you put down that glass I promise you I won't torture you or Paul again I will place you in the Heaven room where you will be well looked after. Look Sarah's already released him.'' Paul was lying on the desk, unable to move.
``You must make us big again. I can't stand it in here.''
``You really don't want to do that,'' there was a surreal calm to Anne Marie voice. ``It would achieve nothing and I could make your life and Paul's life even more miserable. Believe me there is another level of pain and suffering I could inflict on you two if I wished, that would make Paul's experience today seem like gentle caresses. Think about it, do you want that?''
``I'm going to kill him; Anne Marie, to make you suffer a bit too.''
Now whether she really meant to hurt JJ or just scare Anne Marie a bit, JJ didn't know, but she dig the shard into his neck just piercing the skin. JJ let out a cry. Suddenly there was a flash of light and the shard fell to the ground. JJ collapsed, his back hurt from being contorted for so long. He held his neck where a small trickle of blood emerged. He looked up to see Anne Marie and Sarah staring into the cage. But they were not staring at him. Sarah, once again, had Paul wrapped in her hand. JJ looked around to see what they were staring at. There cowering at his feet, was Anna. She was even smaller than before, only coming up to his knees. JJ picked her up and folded his arms around her, pulling her to his chest.
``Don't hurt her.'' He said, ``She meant no harm.''
``She made you bleed. She has to be punished.'' Anne Marie was taking JJ out to the cage.
``Don't you think she's been punished enough?''
``Now give her to me, JJ.''
Anne Marie held her enormous hand in front of JJ. She was flexing the palm of her hand as it waiting to receive something. Her long nails waved in the air, still covered in the slime from Sarah's insides and making a clicking sound as they tapped against each other. JJ stared at her nails, each one painted deep red, their intricate designs hardly visible on the underside. They were twice as long and about as wide as the quivering girl he held against his chest. How could he release her into those vicious nails. What would they do to her?
``JJ, love...''''
JJ looked up into Anne Marie face. God that face was beautiful. Her big brown eyes looked lovingly down at him. His heart was thumping in his chest. A bead of sweat formed on his brow.
``JJ...''
His dick was hard and throbbing. How could he refuse anything this beautiful creature requested. As if hypnotised he held out Anna and dropped her into Anne Marie waiting palm.
Anne Marie smiled. ``That a good little man.'' She brought JJ up to her lips and kissed him, letting his penis slip between her lips. This she skillfully rolled with the tip of her tongue.
``Please don't hurt her,'' he pleaded pathetically, ``she didn't know what she was doing.''
``Sarah, repeat todays actions with Paul every day for the next week. We'll have to take Anna back with us and look for an appropriate size home.