Sam's game of cards

\[ff, cuntbusting, game, clits, gore, snuff, commission\]

Sam rattled a small wooden box she had just picked up and smiled in anticipation of events that were soon supposed to happen. She was a thirty-something woman with shoulder length blond hair, lean and athletic, with thin lips and determined eyes. Sam overlooked the room. The floor and walls were concrete, the lighting was provided by several dim lightbulbs. Furnishing wasn't a priority. There were four sturdy wooden chairs, placed in a circle, with straps that wouldn't let the sitter move even an inch. The venue was prepared for new batch of visitors. Only people who could get in, were people chosen by Sam herself, and usually not by their own will.

Couple hours later, in a suburban house near city outskirts a blond woman was changing into a comfortable light dress with flower pattern. Crystal was a fourty year old woman with large hips and ass. Her blond hair was gathered in a ponytail. The hunting trip with her daughter had been successful, as proven by a large deer carcass in her garage, lying next to her SUV. Crystal had always been an outdoors woman, a hunter and a fisher, great shooter - all of which she had taught to her daughter, nineteen year old Bambi. The cleaning and post hunt preparations were done and Crystal had changed into her home dress. Her daughter Bambi had changed the outfit too. Her firm titties rested inside a midriff-revealing top and jeans skirt covered her ass. Bambi was quite thin, except for her bubbly ass, that she had inherited from her mom.

Crystal went into the kitchen and froze seeing an unexpected sight. Bambi was lying on the floor, tied up from head to toe. Girl's mouth was covered with a tape. She was blinking repeatedly, giving some kind of message to her mom. Crystal didn't manage to process what that was, when somebody grabbed her from behind and pushed a chlorophormed cloth onto her mouth and nose. Crystal started to struggle, but soon lost consciousness.

Sam was driving home, with Crystal and Bambi securely placed inside car's trunk. She smiled. Crystal was hoping her past would never catch up. Some time ago, when Sam still was in the military, they both were snipers on the same operational team. When they could, they fucked like crazy. Sam intimately knew every spot on Crystal's tall body. She still remembered their breakup, after all these years. As for Bambi, the nineteen year old brat was just a sweet bonus in addition to the old acquaintance. Two of the chairs in Sam's torture room were meant for this mother-daughter team.

Meanwhile in downtown, in an expensive appartment overlooking the city, a businesswoman was looking at herself in the full length mirror. Jolene was preparing for an important CEO meeting. She had pitch-black, straight hair that reached the middle of her back. She wore a tight pinstripe business suit that accentuated her hips. The skirt was long enough not to reveal anything secret, but short enough to showcase her long legs. Jolene went into the hallway and into her daughter's room.

"What do you think?" she asked.

Her daughter Misty raised her eyes at her. She was wearing a white tank-top that wrapped around her eighteen-year-old boobs and a light flared skirt. Misty the same black hair as her mom.

"You will slay them, mom!" she replied.

"Thank you hon," Jolene said.

She had couple minutes before she had to go to her car. As she went to her room, a chloroformed cloth pressed at her face, taking her breath away. A minute later same cloth pressed against Misty's face. Soon both women were being taken away inside the trunk of Sam's car.

Sam knew Jolene from years ago. They used to be crazy about each other. Jolene used to be the best at licking Sam's pussy, able to send her to the heaven as nobody else. That was all long ago. Now she had a daughter, and Sam had captured them both, to take the other two seats in her torture chamber.

Four women were waking up one after another. They found themselves in a dimly lit room, siting on wooden chairs, facing each other in a circle. Their legs were spread apart, strapped to the sturdy chair legs. Lether bands were wrapped around their thighs near their crotches. Hands and upper bodies were strapped too, and as a result none of them could move their bodies.

"What's going on?" Misty asked with tears in her eyes.

When Sam came into the room, all eyes were directed at her.

"It's you, Sam, you bitch!" Crystal shouted.

"What is the explanation of this?" Jolene screamed.

"Who is she?" Bambi was asking.

"I have kidnapped you all for a reason," Sam said.

Without paying attention to their protests, she walked from woman to woman, and lifted their skirts. Misty was wearing beige panties with a face of a cartoon bear in front. When she pulled Jolene's tight skirt up, it revealed black lace panties. Her dark pubic hair was shining through the sheer fabric and lace. Sam pulled Crystal's skirt up to reveal full white panties that covered her pussy. Finally she pulled up Bambi's jeans skirt to reveal narrow orange panties with a black edge that showed her pale thick pussy lips on both sides.

"I hope you all realise you can't excape," Sam said. "And that you need to do exactly what I say."

"What the fuck do you want from us!" Crystal demanded.

Sam picked up the wooden box and rattled it.

"We will play a little card game. I will deal cards, you will pick one, and whoever picks the Queen of Hearts will have a choice to make!"

"Please, let my daughter go," Jolene pleaded. "She has nothing to do with anything!"

"Her presence is necessary, because you and your daughter will be a team! Crystal and Bambi, on the other hand, will be on the other team."

Sam pulled out a singular sewing pin with from the box.

"I will pierce the clit of one of you. Queen of Hearts will pick who - but only from her own team!"

"You are crazy!" Crystal shouted.

Other women protested Sam's plan, their voices mixing into an unrecognizible noise.

"Want it or not, we are playing!" Sam harshly said.

Sam picked up a deck and one by one pulled out five cards which she placed on the floor at her captives' feet.

"And one extra card for me. Jolene, you first."

"Fuck you, Sam!"

"Ok, Misty, you go first!"

Misty was crying.

"Please, I don't want to do this!" she begged.

"Just pick a card... Oh well, this will take too much time. I will just deal a card to each of you."

Sam placed five cards, now face up, on the floor. Queen of Hearts turned out to be Crystal.

"Congratulations, Crystal!" Sam said, holding the sewing pin in front of her. "Remember, you can pick yourself or your daughter to have clit pierced with this little needle."

Both Crystal and Bambi stared with wide, fearful eyes.

"Come on, don't drag this out!"

"Fine, you scum!" Crystal responded. "I will take the needle."

"Mom..." Bambi called her.

"It's fine, Bambi," Crystal replied. "I can take this."

Sam, grinning from ear to ear, kneeled between Crystal's thick thighs. She wasn't worrying about turning her back to the other captives, she knew the quality of leather straps and chairs. The mound of Crystal's plump pussy was covered with simple white panties. Sam pushed her finger under the edge of the panties, feeling the familiar warmth, coming from Crystal's cunt. She pulled them to the side, revealing the puffy, soft lips, that were covered with messy blond hair, and between them reddish flesh of Crystal's loose inner lips, above which the hood of her clit was showing. Sam put her mouth over Crystal's clit and sucked it for a second, massaging it with her tongue. That brought back memories of time long ago. Sam then winked at Crystal, pulled the hood back from her clit and brought the needle closer. Crystal tensed. Her breathing became shorter. She could feel Sam's breath on her exposed clit. Sam placed the pin at the side, then pushed in. Sharp pain pierced Crystal's clit and she screamed. Sam pushed further until pin's shaft went halfway through.

"Ahh! It hurts, you bitch!"

There were tears in Crystal's eyes. Sam stood up to admire her work. Crystal was trembling, her thighs and tits were quivering from the pain her body was experiencing.

"Antes are upped for the next Queen of Hearts," Sam said.

She was holding three pins up for the women to see. They stared at her in fear.

"You can't do this to us!" said Jolene.

Sam was shuffling cards.

"Who will be the next Queen?"

She dealt the cards again. The card at Jolene's feat turned out to be the Queen of Hearts.

"Oh god!" she gasped.

Sam bit her lip and approached Jolene.

"Oh, Queen of Hearts, who do you chose - yourself or your Misty?"

"Me!" Jolene screamed. "Just don't touch her!"

Sam kneeled between Jolene's legs. She pulled her lace panties to the side, until they were not obscuring the woman's pussy. A neatly trimmed patch of hair topped Jolene's pussy. Sam instictively pushed two fingers between woman's slick lips. The memories of their past had taken over. She put her mouth over Jolene's pussy and licked, fingering her. Only after some time Sam could stop herself.

Sam pushed the sking folds away from the clit, gave it one last kiss, and started pushing the needles into the clit, one after another, from different angles.

"One, two, three..." she counted.

Each needle caused enormous pain to Jolene. She tried to shake the pain away, but her restraints were holding her tight. Sam stood up. Jolene's clit resembled a tiny pin cushion, pulsating from pain. She managed to gather strength to turn her head towards her daughter.

"I'm fine, Misty," she said.

"We are doing so good!" Sam declared.

She shuffled and placed next five cards on the floor.

"Oh, what do you know! Crystal is the Queen again!"

"You bitch!" Crystal shouted.

Her clit, red and swollen, was peeking from her blond bush.

"Let me show you the next level of piercing," Sam said.

In front of Crystal's eyes Sam held a nail. The nail was ten times larger than the sewing pin, and its shaft had rusty patches. The idea of her pussy being pierced again, this time by a rusty piece of metal, horrified Crystal.

"You or your daughter? Who do you chose, Queen?"

Crystal stared with wide eyes. Bambi looked at it too, secretly hoping that the nail wouldn't be piercing her tender clit. Her mom took a brief look at her. Then, after a while, Crystal had made a choice.

"Bambi," she murmured.

Everyone in the room gasped.

"Mom!" Bambi screamed. "You fucking bitch!"

"I'm sorry, Bambi!" Crystal pleaded. "I'm so, so sorry!"

"You dirty whore, you're not my real mom!" Bambi screamed.

Sam, laughing, went to Bambi and kneeled between her legs.

"This is going to sting!" Sam warned.

She pushed her finger under the edge of Bambi's orange panties and secured them to the side of her pussy. Bambi's pussy was almost bare, covered with short silky blond hair. Pink folds of her inner lips showed between the pale outer lips. Sam run her finger along Bambi's pussy, parting the folds. She reached Bambi's tiny clit. Sam placed the nail near the clit, so that the girl could feel the sharp steel point digging into her tender flesh.

"She's gonna stab me with that because of you, whore!" Bambi yelled.

There were notes of panic in Bambi's high pitched voice. Sam pulled Bambi's clit with fingers, then made a sharp stab with the nail. Rusty piece of metal pierced Bambi's clit sideways and came out from the other side. The girl let out a long scream.

"Please, forgive me!" Crystal pleaded.

Somehow Sam knew that Crystal was glad she didn't have to live through the pain of her clit being pierced by a rusty nail. Her daughter meanwhile quivered in agony. After pushing the nail halfway through, Sam stopped.

"There you go, a little clit piercing for the princess," she said.

Bambi wasn't able to respond. Her tiny clit had transformed into a flesh ring around the halfway point of Sam's nail. She was drooling from her mouth, her body lightly trembling. Sam dug into her box of needles, pins and nails. She pulled out a bent piece of metal.

"This will be the award of the next Queen of Hearts!"

She was holding an ordinary fishing hook. Sam shuffled and placed five cards on the floor. This time Queen of Hearts was her own card.

"Finally! Of course, I can pick any one of you four," Sam said.

The captives, who still could comprehend what was happening, stared at her with teary eyes at the fishing hook in Sam's hand. Sam extended her hand, with the fishing hook in her fingers, and showed it to the captives one after antother. Bambi was trembling, her eyes rolled back, her eyes could barely comprehend what was happening. Crystal was stitting with her single sewing pin adorned clit, face wet from tears of pain and shame. Jolene's body still was periodically trembling, as clit had been turned into a pin cushion. Misty was the only one with her panties still covering her pussy.

"I pick you," Sam pointed the finger at the girl.

"No, please!" Misty pleaded.

"Don't do it!" Jolene screamed. "Pick me again!"

Sam didn't listen. She kneeled between Misty's legs. Face of a cute cartoon bear on Misty's panties was staring at her. Sam pushed the edge of the panties to the side, uncovering girl's pussy. It was tight and neat, cleanly shaved pussy, slightly darker than the tone of surrounding belly and thighs. Something shiny already was embedded into Misty's clitoral hood.

"You already have a piercing? I'm sure you won't mind I add a new one."

Sam gave Misty's pussy a kiss. Then she pulled the hood a bit up and, with a sharp motion from below, pierced girl's clit with the fishing hook. Sam pushed further, listening to girl's screams. The hook went through and it's tip pierced through the front of the clit, its barb preventing the hook to slide back. Misty screamed in agony.

"That's even more pretty!" Sam commented.

She got up. Sam picked up a bright red silicone dildo.

"After an short break, we'll change the rules a bit," she explained.

She went to Crystal and pushed the dildo into her pussy.

"Get away from me, bitch!" Crystal yelled.

"Let me just check, if you still have those tits as before," Sam replied.

With her free hand she pulled Crystal's boobs out of her summer dress and groped boobs. After couple minutes with Crystal, Sam turned to semi-conscious Bambi. Sam pushed the dildo, slick of Crystal's juices, into Bambi's much suffering pussy. She pulled girl's top down, letting her titties drop out.

"That's a nice pair of boobies you have inherited from your mom," Sam said.

Bambi didn't respond. After couple of thrusts inside nearly comatose girl Sam went to Jolene and pushed the dildo into her pussy.

"Haven't you done enough... auuhghh!" woman responded.

Sam unbuttoned Jolene's jacket, ripped open her shirt and let her boobs out of her bra. She played with her hard nippled tits for some time. After playing with Jolene, she went to Misty, who was crying and whimpering from the pain in her clit. Sam pushed girl's top up, letting her boobs fall out, and enjoyed groping them while fucking her twice pierced cunt with the dildo. After couple of minutes Sam felt satisfied and returned to the middle of the room.

Sam walked to a dark corner of the room and returned with a large device that somewhat reminded a bulky shotgun. The part of the device where the barrel would be was rectangular, with a slightly oblique front surface. It looked heavy, but Sam managed to hold it in front of her.

"We'll have a different rules now, ladies." Sam explained. "This deviece is a directional magnet. They use similar ones for CAT scans. All I need to do is push this button, and it will suck everything metal in points at towards itself."

The women were terrified.

"Whatever I did, forgive me!" pleaded Crystal.

"Please, let Misty go!" begged Jolene.

"We continue our card game. No teams this time, and whoever Queen picks, gets magnetized!"

Sam dealt the cards again. The Queen of Hearts was Crystal again.

"Crystal, you are so lucky to be the Queen of Hearts for the third time!

Sam picked up the magnet gun.

"Go on, choose. Who should I use the magnet on?"

Crystal looked at Sam with exhausted eyes.

"That little bitch over there," she waved her chin in direction of Misty.

The girl looked at her with terrified eyes.

"No, please! Why!" Jolene screamed. "She hasn't done anything to you!"

"The Queen of Hearts has spoken, Jolene!" Sam said.

She turned the device at Misty's crotch and pushed the button. Device rumbled. Almost simultaneausly two pieces of metal clanged at the magnet's surface.

"Ting! Ting!"

Both piercings - the silvery one and Sam's fishing hook ripped out of girl's crotch, carrying a lump of her flesh with them. For a second Misty's eyes widened as she remained frozen in her seat. Then the girl howled and shook, and, after a while of thrashing, froze in her chair limp. Jolene loudly cried.

"Why!" she screamed.

Sam picked the piece of Misty's pussy in her fingers. It was an unrecognizible piece of flesh in which only barely she could recognize girl's clit and part of its hood.

"Oh, that was good," Sam said. "Who's next?"

She dealt another row of cards. This time Queen of Hearts was Bambi.

"Better late than never, am I right? Who do you choose Bambi?"

The girl with rusty nail in her clit was staring at Sam with clouded eyes, barely comprehending what was happening around her.

"Bambi! Bambi! Do you hear me? Who should I use the magnet on?" Sam asked.

Finally the girl turned her head towards Crystal.

"The bitch," she whispered.

"No, Bambi, I am your mom!" Crystal screamed.

Bambi started to giggle.

"The Queen has spoken!"

Sam pointed the device at Crystal's crotch.

"Ting!"

The pin with a lump of Crystal's clit hit the magnet. Crystal started convulsing, screaming incomprehensibly. Sam held up the woman's wet clit, torn off her body and skewered by the metal pin. Bambi kept giggling, barely alive and conscious.

"All right Queen, you had your laugh."

Sam grabbed the rusty nail between Bambi's legs and pulled it away from the girl.

"Plop!"

The flesh ring that used to be Bambi's clit, tore in half, stopping her mid-laugh. Girl's eyes rolled back, exhaled her last breath and hung her head down. Sam held the the rusty nail with some microscopic lumps of pink flesh stuck on it in front of her eyes. Jolene was the only one left.

"You will pay for what you have done!" Jolene said through her convulsions.

Sam didn't reply. She pointed the device at woman's crotch and pushed the button.

"Ting, ting, ting!" one after another the pins from her clit hit the magnet.

Jolene screamed, convulsed, then dropped her head back and remained unmoving. Sam looked at three sewing pins on her palm. Each had a piece of Jolene's clit stuck on it. Sam dropped the device, and standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by four dead women, she pushed her hand in her pants and started fingering herself, sending the waves of pleasure through her body.