Melissa the College Years Part 3 Kelly's Cruelty  
By Madman



All of us in the house were excited about how Kelly and I enticed Zack into
wrestling me and how I demolished him and forced him to be our house slave.
After a couple days, it was apparant that it would work out well for us. Zack
was totally intimidated by us and would not dare to disobey any of his orders.
We had controlled him physically,mentally and sexually, so his spirit and
capacity to resist was totally destroyed

But my roommate , Kelly, still was not satisfied. She had a reputation of
being a real bitch to boys that she considered to be inferior to her and this
was definitely the case with Zack She took every possible situation to
humiliate him and basically make his life a living hell. I absolutely loved
watching her do it and admired her for her dominating cruelty.

We spent a lot of time discussing how best to dominate jerks like Zack. We
agreed that the domination had to take three forms; physical, mental and
sexual. We had already accomplished all three with him. Kelly said that we had
to constantly reinforce all three because boys were stupid and would forget.
We also agreed to help each other. Kelly could improve my mental domination
and I could help get with physical type

It did not take Kelly long to start in on Zack, in fact she started on his
first night. She came out in the hall in the middle of the night and roughly
woke him up with a hard kick to his ribs. Then, she ordered him to put on a
new roll of toilet paper in the bathroom. Then she slapped him in the face and
berated him for installing the roll so that it unwound from the top. She
claimed she wanted it to unroll from the bottom. While laughing about it,
Kelly told me that the roll was not used up. She put the partial roll under
the sink and would slap Zack for his incorrect installation no matter how he
installed it. Of course, she also took away his blanket and pillow to punish
him. . The next night, she woke him up again with another hard kick to his
ribs. This time she ordered him to get her a glass of cold water from the
kitchen. When he gave it to her, she threw it in his face and told him that it
needed ice to be cold. Again she slapped his face and denied him the simple
comfort of his blanket and pillow. She told me that if Zack had put ice in her
drink that she would have said that it was too cold and responded the same
way. . I really admired how good Kelly was at tormenting Zack. But so far, her
physical attacks consisted only of slaps to his face and kicks to his ribs. I
know she would have more fun with him if I taught her a few tough wrestling
holds . Kelly's tormenting of Zack was not merely done at night, she harassed
him at all possible times. When he broke an yolk making her fried eggs, she
threw the pan on the floor and made him clean up the mess. Of course, she gave
him her patented kick to the ribs while he was on his hands and knees to clean
it. Then, to top it off, she told him that she changed her mind and wanted
scrambled eggs instead. . Kelly bought a jockstrap for Zack and dyed it bright
Barbie pink. He was required to sleep in it every night. It would humiliate
him and make it uncomfortable for him to sleep on that cold hard floor. It
also lmade him more vulnerable to attack from any of us. Kelly firmly believed
that at least one of our three types of domination should be in effect at all
times. . Kelly's tormenting of Zack never ceased. She was always rough on him
at mealtime. She ordered food that required to most preparation when he was at
his busiest with the other girls. She would frequently complain about it and
make him cook it again or she would change her mind and demand a different
type of food. Of course, these situations were always accompanied by her kick
to his ribs and/or slap to his face.

I thought I had scene Kelly at her cruelest relating to Zack, but I was wrong
about that- way wrong. Last Saturday morning at about 9:30 , she caught Zack
masturbating in the hall. His jockstrap was down around his ankles and he was
so busy jacking off that he did not even see Kelly at first. She looked at him
and smiled as she knew she would enjoy the punishment that was coming. Zack
cringed in fear of the pain he knew was coming, but even he had no idea how
intense it would be. . Kelly gleefully informed all of us about this situation
so we could all watch. She went to our room to get the device she made while
Zack waited in sheer terror about his yet unknown fate. He should have been
terrorized and did not have to wait long. Kelly returned, beaming with
pleasure, about Zack's forthcoming torture that she was going to love
subjecting him to. The device was simple, yet incredibly devious. It was a
glass tube, six inches long and about an inch wider than his flaccid penis. In
the inside of the middle, she had glued a row of six thumbtacks. When his dick
was inserted and gained girth during erection, the thumbtacks would painfully
pierce his sensitive skin. Two straps were glued to the outside of the device,
to be tied behind him to keep it from coming off. .

First, Kelly tied Zack's hands behind his back to prevent him from removing
the device. Gently, and with extreme care, Kelly placed the device around his
flaccid dick. We all watched Zack, propped up against the wall, tremble with
fear. Kelly asked us to stay with him and that she would be back in a few
minutes. . . Sure enough, Kelly returned in about five minutes. She was
wearing a sheer, black see through negligee, black fishnet stockings and very
high heeled black pumps. She began dancing in a very sensuous manner in front
of him. She moved closer a swung her head so her hear brushed against his
cheek and blew gently into his ear. Taking one step back, she continued
dancing, swaying her hips and cupping her breasts just like the dancers in a
strip club. . It did not take long for her dancing to give Zack an erection.
He screamed in pain as the sharp tacks pierced his dick. Kelly kept dancing to
make sure that he had a full erection. I had never seen a guy in such intense
pain or met a girl capable and willing to inflict it. I was so proud of Kelly
and very glad to know her and have her as my roommate. . But, this was just
the beginning. What Kelly was about to do to Zack would be much more painful
and cruel. While Zack still had his full erection, Kelly quickly untied the
straps keeping the device on his dick. Then she grabbed the device and pulled
it off Zack, leaving six angry looking bloody red streaks on the most
sensitive parts of his penis. Zack cupped his aching cock with both hands and
was audibly crying from the searing pain. But Kelly was still not done with
him. She went out into the kitchen and returned with a bowl of hot water, a
box of salt and a whisk. She poured salt into the water while stirring it
briskly with the whisk. She kept adding salt until she couldn't dissolve any
more in her now very salty bowl of water.

She took his pink jockstrap and dunked it in the saltwater. Then she handed it
to Zack and ordered him to put it on. The combination of the salt irritating
the cuts and the friction of the textured fabric had him screaming in pain
again. Kelly wanted to extend Zack's suffering for as long as she could. She
announced " I don't want his jock to dry out and ease his suffering, so every
fifteen minutes, one of us will one and make him take off his jockstrap, dip
it again in the salt water and put it back on." Then she arrogantly kicked him
in his dick and strutted happily out of the hallway. I truly enjoyed this
entire experience and wondered what other techniques we could come up with to
continue our torture and harsh domination of Zack.