Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoners of war who give in to their captors' demands; the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors-all must act without past experience to guide them. All must make decisions in a vacuum, without benefit of familiar people or situations to guide them. The end result can be either a positive or a negative experience. In CHAINED AND RAPED NIECE, Kathy Ellis finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive by depraved people, she not only meets her captors' sexual demands but, to her horror, finds herself responding to them. Kathy is forced to indulge in acts that are not only forbidden by society, but also by her own moral code.
CHAINED AND RAPED NIECE-a shocking story of a young girl's reactions under tremendous stress. Yet who are we to judge her actions?
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Ooooooohhh, that feels soooo good."
"Does it hurt?"
"No! Oh God, the rope feels...uhhh...no, just...right!"
Kathy Ellis crouched under the window of her Aunt Emily's window, watching wide-eyed as the attractive thirty-year-old brunette was being roped and tied by her next-door neighbor, Jack Phillips.
"Oh, you're going to drive me crazy!" the attractive woman squealed, her head pushing back into the crushed pillow behind her.
"That's what I wanna do," he panted, "drive you nuts with my cock."
Kathy's fingers scratched at the chipping paint of the sill as she watched the incredible scene unfolding in front of her. Looking nervously over her shoulders to make certain no one was watching her, she peered once more through the dirty window glass at her naked aunt writhing there on her king-sized bed.
The fitted top sheet had already slipped off the mattress and gathered about her aunt's prancing ass. The woman was going wild, beating the naked backs of her legs against the mattress while Jack Phillips knelt there between her thighs, stroking his long big...thing, his cock with one hand. Never, never before had the young blonde seen anything like this before in her life! A man and a woman doing it, actually doing it in front of her! And it was her own aunt asking some man to tie her up while he fucked her!
"Ohhhh...." the girl groaned, feeling chills sweep up and down her spine as she leaned against the boards of the wall and watched.
"We'll start, baby. I know you dig gettin' roped and fucked. That's what we been talkin' about all this time but your niece's been in the way," Jack panted, pushing down his dirty Levi's a little farther while greasing his cock with the oozing pre-cum.
"She's at a movie tonight," Emily panted, her eyes wide as she stared at the ten-inch cock sticking straight out of the stud's groin.
"Hope it's a double feature," Jack said, grinning at her as he moved around the bed and pulled off his Levi's. "I've been wantin' to get into your panties for a long time, man. Ever since I've moved here."
"Oh yes, yes," Emily panted, rubbing her legs against the sheets again.
Kathy watched her aunt's lean, lithe body shivering with delight. She wondered if it was the same hot, electric feeling she felt growing more and more intense there between her legs! It was so...itchy and yet so much like a current that sputtered every time she watched that big man touching his cock. She had seen pictures of men in those dumb books in sex education class at school. But she had never seen a guy with a prick, not for real, not this close! Her mother had always told her it was bad for a woman to see a man naked like that unless they were married.
"I brought over some things from my pad, baby. Yeah, this is gonna make you feel real good," Jack grunted.
Kathy watched him lean over to one side. She could hear him rummaging around in a paper sack. Emily lay there moaning softly under her breath, undulating her legs over the sheets. At times she bent her knees, raising them while spreading her thighs slightly.
"Wh...what are those?" Emily panted hotly.
Kathy pressed her nose against the glass, her breath misting the window.
"Clamps...to make you behave, to make you feel better when I fuck you."
Clamps? Fuck? Kathy shuddered, rubbing her fingertips briskly along her upper arms as her flesh puckered up into goose-pimples. Her knees were sinking into the wet grass while a breeze from the east brushed the surrounding shrubs against her body. She didn't care. She even forgot about her earlier nervousness when she had sneaked around the corner, tiptoed through the thick brush around the house and slipped under her Aunt Emily's window. No. She was watching a show, watching her own aunt, her mother's sister doing something terrible, something she could not quite understand but was beginning to enjoy. Somewhere in the distance a dog was barking as Jack examined the silver-colored clamps carefully, then looked down at the beautiful naked blonde woman stretched in front of him.
"Ohhhhhh...."
He reached forward, tugging Emily's thighs wider apart. Emily groaned again, arching her spine and pressing her head deeper into the pillow. Her knees bent again, rising, then flopping back down onto the bed. Kathy sucked in a shuddering breath, feeling the air burning her flared nostrils as she watched her aunt's ordeal.
"It's...soooooo weird," the woman moaned, her arms bent back and the fingers clawing at the crushed pillow. Those clamps! How odd they were. They all looked like earrings in a way, except what would pass for the earscrews seemed much too large. Kathy found herself moving her hands down to her thighs, caressing them while staring wide-eyed under the blinds.
"Oh yeahhhh...."
Kathy watched as Mr. Jack Phillips took the first clamp and opened it. She watched as her aunt shivered, pranced her ass up and down as he apparently screwed the thing to one of Emily's cunt lips. She watched the big man screw it tighter and tighter until Aunt Emily's face was a mask of pain.
"Uhhhh...oh my God!" the woman cried, her mouth a tight scar.
"Good," Jack smiled as the woman gritted her teeth in pain.
Kathy could well imagine how agonizing the pulling sensation was. And yet her aunt did nothing to escape. She cried out, tossing her head from side to side, her long silky hair splashing in tangles around her throat. But still she remained on the squeaking, groaning bed.
"Uhhhh...."
Now Jack brought up another clamp and attached it to her left cunt lip. Kathy moved her thighs closer together, wiggling her ass while kneeling there under the window as if in prayer. What was happening in that house was turning her on! She rocked her hips from side to side as best she could, her fingers still gripping the windowsill after having stroked her thighs. Ohhh, how good that subtle friction was of her inner cuntal surfaces rubbing against the partly hooded clit. She moved faster and faster, a dampness breaking out on her forehead and under her arms.
"Ohhhhh!" Emily cried inside the bedroom.
Kathy dropped her head, sucking in a long, shuddering breath once more. Her eyes were glazed and fell out of focus for a moment. She wiggled her ass a little more, gritting her teeth, feeling that hot, itchy tight feeling grow worse and worse!
"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Emily groaned.
Jack was going further, attaching heavy rings to her nipples and screwing them on the way he had attached those awful clamps to Aunt Emily's cunt lips.
Kathy opened her eyes, shaking her head from side to side to bring them back into focus. Her aunt was grimacing in pain, jerking her head from left to right while those large silver rings dangled oddly from her stiffened red nipples! How her tits jiggled and slapped together each time Aunt Emily snapped her thighs from side to side!
Kathy moaned softly, reaching up with one hand and touching her tits through the thin pink cotton material of her summer dress. Her nipples were long and hard now, and so itchy, almost as itchy as her cunt as she watched the amazing scene unfolding in front of her.
"Now, we'll get a little more exotic."
Jack slipped off the bed and bent down, rummaging in that unseen paper sack on the floor. He slipped back onto the bed with several pieces of quarter inch line dangling from his hands. Kathy watched in amazement as he bound her aunt's wrists together in a double figure eight knot, taking the rope and stretching it high over Emily's head, finally securing it to the headboard.
Next came a long piece. Jack pushed the woman's thighs farther apart, bending her leg, then attaching her right ankle to her right thigh with the knee straight up in the air. Using another piece of line, Jack attached a loop to one knee, ran the rope under her body, then ran it around her other knee. The complicated knotting system made it impossible for her to clamp her knees together. She was completely exposed, her cunt lips stretched by those cruel clamps.
"Now," Jack said as Emily lay there, her u body distorted.
Kathy could see her aunt's muscles were cramping and that the woman was in pain. But there was something else in her expression, a look that told the girl there was much pleasure in this agony.
"Ohhhhhhh nooo...."
"Oh yes, baby, yes!"
Jack stretched one hand out for his cast-off Levi's, reaching around and tugging the black leather belt from the loops. Holding it in one hand he curled the thing into a loop, snapping the sides together. It made a loud, popping sound, almost like that of a fired pistol. Kathy jumped, her flesh shivering as she guessed what was going to happen. He was going to strike her aunt with that thing, bring the black leather down on her white, shivering flesh. Should she say something? Did her aunt need help?
"Don't touch me with that thing! Oh no, please don't!" Emily wailed, her unconvincing pleas for help and mercy going unheeded.
Kathy thought she was going to faint as she watched Jack bring his muscled arm back and over his head, the leather trembling high over his head. He was watching Emily's eyes widen, watching her lips move silently over one another while her aroused nipples seemed to get even longer. The woman's chest rose and fell mightily with each deep breath she took while a pulse leaped at her throat. "Now!" he shouted.
Kathy jumped, her nails nearly breaking against the rotting wood as she watched the belt come down toward Aunt Emily in a broad arch.
"Eaaaaaagggggghhhhhh!"
There was the sound of the black leather smacking dryly against Emily's flesh. Then came the scream, the terrible, mind-searing shriek of pain from her aunt's mouth. Kathy shrugged her head into her shoulders, stopping her hip movement for a while as she studied her aunt's face. Tears were starting to ooze from under her long lashes, and once more she wondered if she should do something to stop this terrible scene.
"like it, baby? like havin' the leather hittin' you?"
"Oh no, no, no," Emily denied in a small, tearful voice.
But Kathy caught something, something in that trembling tone that told her her Aunt Emily indeed enjoyed this-the thin rope cutting into her flesh, the rings tugging at her cunt lips and nipples, the leather belt bruising her white flesh. Yes, she liked it!
"Lyin' bitch!"
The belt shot back, snapping over Jack's head as he jerked his arm forward once more and brought the instrument of pain back down against Emily's body. This time it bruised the flesh of her right inner thigh. The woman cried out like a maniac, tensing her muscles and throwing her ass as high off the bed as she could.
"Yagggghhhhhh!"
Again and again the belt came down. Kathy guessed Jack wasn't really using one fraction of his full power. The way his muscles rippled, the way his body tightened every time he drew the belt back away from Emily's naked body, the girl guessed he could have turned her aunt into ground beef if he chose. No, this was some little game they were playing, and both were enjoying it immensely.
"Uhhhhh!"
This time the belt struck her tits, the beveled tip smacking one of the rings and forcing it to pull painfully at her stretched right nipple.
"God!"
"This is fun, baby. Glad your Goddamned niece's outta the damned house."
"Oh yes, yes," Emily moaned, rolling her head from left to right, dampened strands of her hair clinging to her cheeks.
He brought the belt down on her soft white belly now, raising a series of small tiny red welts. And still he kept on whipping her, the smacking sounds taking on a regular steady rhythm now. It was awful, horrible-exciting beyond belief! Emily cried out every now and then as the belt curled around her crotch and stung her jiggling ass-cheeks.
"Oh no, no more, no more," Emily panted, clawing at the ropes that held her arms stretched over her head.
"Oh yeah, sure, no more," Jack said mockingly, stopping the savage beating for a moment and dragging the belt along the base of her throat. Emily let out a choked whimper, her eyes wide with terror and excitement. "You want it all, don'tcha? You want it all?"
"Oh yes, yes," she admitted, slowly closing her eyes.
"Thought so."
Jack was using the belt on the tips of her nipples now, hitting them as they stayed squeezed between the metal screws he had attached.
"Beg for my cock, baby. I wanna hear you beggin' for it if you want it so bad."
"No, I won't," she cried defiantly. The game went on.
"Yeah, you're a good cunt," he gasped, throwing the belt down and jumping on top of the screaming woman.
As Emily lay there on the bed, writhing as best she could, Jack moved his mouth hungrily over her body, his lips searching for hers. And when his mouth found hers he bit down hard, chewing on her lips. Kathy could see this even from where she was crouching and she sucked in her own lips, biting down hard. Oh God, she could almost feel his teeth against her own flesh, almost feel his body pressing against hers.
"No, no, don't...."
"You haven't had enough, huh?" Jack asked, leaning back and smirking down at her. He raised his hand once more, bringing the flat of his palm against her right cheek. Emily cried out, her head snapping to the left. Then he backhanded her, repeating the action again and again until Kathy felt surely her aunt would dislocate her neck.
"Uhhhhh...."
Kathy felt a flame of sexual heat flaming between her legs and wondered if her aunt was feeling the same thing! She was moving her ass again, the weight of her plump ass adding to the sensations around her cunt. She was moving so fast again that a sweat broke out on her upper lip. She felt a strange hot dampness under each tit, a streak of drool oozing from the corner of her mouth. She was getting so hot, so very, very hot, watching her aunt tortured like this!
"Don't...don't...."
Jack was holding her down hard by the shoulders. Kathy watched as her Aunt Emily squirmed and strained under his roving hands. In a moment his mouth was over hers, his tongue sinking into her throat. Jack was gripping her aunt's long brown hair, pulling and tugging at it as the woman squealed into his sucking mouth. Kathy groaned again, wishing with one part of her mind that it could have been she who was writhing under the darkly handsome stud's body.
"God!"
Jack had pulled back a little, edging his knees forward, pressing her thighs open a little farther. He was going to fuck her! Kathy closed her eyes, resting her burning forehead against the cool glass. That man was going to fuck her aunt right there, and she was going to watch. Raising her head once more, she saw his cock, that long, thick thing that looked as if it should be on a donkey! And then he was hunching forward, sliding up, burying the fat, thick purplish head into her aunt's cuntflesh.
The look on Aunt Emily's face was something between shock and surprise. Again she curled Her spine as best she could roped in that way, her head moving from side to side, babbling coming from her mouth as Jack Phillips squeezed in more of his hefty cock-meat.
"Take it, baby...come on, take it all...you feel real good and tight. Man, it's almost like fuckin' some damned virgin. You ain't had much, have you?" Jack grunted.
"Oh no, no, I haven't," Emily confessed tearfully.
"Then when I get through with you, you ain't gonna get fucked by anybody else but me."
His large, paw-like hands moved up, the fingers cupping around her aunt's thunderous tits. He was squeezing them, pinching the nipples with the screws still on them. Kathy watched as her Aunt Emily pulled and tugged at the ropes, the line chafing her white flesh. The headboard began to wriggle, at times clattering against the plaster wall behind it.
"Fuck me. Oh Jesus, fuck me, please...uhhh...oh yes, fuck me good," Emily panted between her heavy breaths.
"Fuck...."
Kathy was repeating the words, feeling herself floating in a world unknown to her. She was breathing hard, perhaps as hard as her aunt as she clutched and grabbed at the rotting windowsill. Brilliant lights began popping in front of her while a strange buzzing sound began in her head. She was cumming! She was cumming right there, crouched shakily under her aunt's bedroom window. It was so freaky, so wildly crazy. But she was making it right there!
"Oh God!"
It was Aunt Emily again, crying out for more cock, for more sensation. Kathy fell back, writhing in the bushes, her hands clamped tightly around her tits while her feet kicked at the faded yellow wall boards. No one would hear her. Certainly no one inside would notice as the young girl outside, the prickly grass tickling her asscrack, her dress folded up around her waist, came and came and came.
CHAPTER TWO
"More milk, honey."
"No thanks, Aunt Emily. This is fine." Kathy stirred the few remaining cornflakes in her breakfast bowl with her spoon, shuffling her sandaled feet under the table. It was the following morning. Brilliant sunlight streamed in from outside while birds hopped from branch to branch of the bushes outside. It was under one of those bushes where Kathy had spied on her aunt, had watched her perverted sex act with the neighbor next door. Through the window she could hear the sound of a car engine revving every now and then. Jack was working on his Dodge again. "Something troubling you."
"Uh, no Aunt Emily. I was just thinking about my mother and how she was getting along," Kathy said, hating herself for lying.
She almost told her the truth, told her she had seen what had happened last night. She wanted to say she'd seen Jack Phillips fucking her, watched him while his big cock split her in two. All those crude expressions she remembered hearing in the high school Johns came back to her as she sat there at the breakfast table of her aunt's big house in Glendale, watching the attractive woman sipping her coffee.
"Well, don't you worry. You can visit your mother at the hospital any time you want. She'll be out in no time and you'll be able to go home with your friends. I certainly don't hope things will be too dull for you here," Aunt Emily said with a friendly smile. She put her saucer under her cup and finished her coffee.
Dull? Kathy doubted it. If last night was any indication of things to follow she felt this would be the most exciting time of her life. Of course she hadn't thought so when her mother had announced that she was going to the hospital for a series of tests. Having recently been widowed, the concerned, religious woman didn't want Kathy staying at home alone, especially this being the middle of summer vacation. Her sister, Emily, had offered to take in the girl for the week. How dull and stupid the whole thing will be, Kathy had thought. But now other ideas were creeping into her mind. Glancing up she noticed her aunt was wearing a blouse with long sleeves to cover up those tell-tale rope burn marks she undoubtedly had.
"I'll do that...maybe later."
There was a moment of silence, with Emily studying the girl openly.
"Was it a good movie last night?"
"The movie? Oh, oh yes, very good," she said hastily, pushing her breakfast bowl away.
"I hope you like Janice. She's such a nice, quiet girl from a good family around here," Aunt Emily said, rising and gathering up the breakfast dishes.
Kathy helped, hardly able to keep a smirk from her face as she rinsed the glasses under the running tap. Janice Dennis had fooled everyone, including her parents, about her being such a nice girl. She was certainly far from quiet, although she had assured Kathy on their first meeting she was still a virgin-reluctantly. That's just the way Janice was-open, frank, easy to be friendly with.
Kathy liked her the moment she met her several days ago and they began sharing secrets almost immediately. Last night was something Janice would ogle over, especially as it had been her idea for Kathy to slip back to the house and see if anything was going on between the neighbor and her aunt.
"I've seen the way your Aunt Em looks at Jack Phillips when he's got his shirt off. Bet they're doing...stuff while we're here," Janice had whispered, popping the chewy show candy into her small mouth. Kathy had left, nervously giggling and promising an accurate, full report the next day. Wouldn't her new friend be surprised with the details?
"He's kinda good-looking, isn't he?" Kathy commented peering out the window curiously.
Jack Phillips was out there again, shirtless, bending over the opened hood of his I967 Dodge puttering around. The steady groaning sound of a sick engine filled the air.
"Yes...but not your sort, or mine for that matter," Emily said coolly, nearly dropping a water glass.
Kathy glanced up at her aunt and noticed a twitch cross her thin lips. It was still so hard to believe what had happened last night. After she had cum Kathy had scrambled to her feet, carefully picking her way out of the bushes and edging her way back to the street. She couldn't go back to the movies like that and tell Janice what she had seen-not like the way she was, red, flushed, panting with arousal.
She had had to have some time to work things out, to think. Walking to a small burger stand Kathy sat and sipped a coke for nearly an hour, waiting until the time passed when she would normally be returning home from a movie. When she opened the front door she held her breath, half expecting Jack to be standing there with his cock erect, waiting for her. That would be nice, wouldn't it? Fuck the aunt, then fuck the niece while the older woman was still roped and hog-tied in the bedroom.
But there was no one waiting for her in the living room. Aunt Emily called through the bedroom door sleepily and said good-night. Jack must have left on time. Tossing and turning for hours Kathy finally dozed off to sleep, thinking about Jack Phillips and how he had looked towering over her aunt with that awful black leather belt dangling from his hand.
"Well, I think it would be nice to invite him over or something, wouldn't it?"
It was a deliciously wicked thing for her to say as she put the dishes in the drying rack and toweled off her hands. She heard her Aunt Emily suck in a nervous breath, then calm herself as she dabbed her hands dry with another dish towel.
"As I said, dear, some people are just not our kind," she said airily, walking briskly from the room.
Kathy smiled to herself, turning and standing on tip-toe and staring at the handsome mechanic fiddling around with his car. She would see Janice later this morning. But first she was going to have some fun. As she had teased her aunt with veiled comments, so she would tease Jack. And there was something else behind this too, something the girl couldn't quite understand yet. But she was going to enjoy herself with this flirting episode.
Rushing upstairs to her bedroom, she closed the door, listening to her aunt getting ready then leave the house, calling out that she would be home before noon. Slipping out of her long, modest cotton nightgown, Kathy padded over to her bureau and pulled out a daring white bikini from the top drawer. She was trembling with a strange kind of excitement as she tied the tiny strings over each hip, snugging the satiny crotch band against her cunt. She felt tingly and excited. It must have been the thought that she was going to be parading herself half naked in front of this man, this big stud who had been doing all those wicked things to her aunt the night before. It was dangerous, she knew, but Kathy couldn't stop herself.
"Oh yes...."
Kathy had tied the tiny top against her big, well developed tits, the patches barely hiding her full, round nipples.
"I am pretty," she whispered, standing sideways and staring at herself in the full-length mirror attached to the closet door.
She felt her nipples pushing out against the smooth covering. Maybe she was taking on too much this time. Maybe she should just forget about this little flirting expedition and go right over to Janice's. They had lots to talk about. But then she thought about Jack, about the way he had looked when he was fucking her aunt, and Kathy shivered. No, she would just go over there and sashay around him, make him notice her. She wanted to see what would happen, what she would feel, how he would act.
Kathy turned again, sucking in her flat stomach until it made a flat cave under her ribs. She realized how really small she was. Reaching for a brush she passed it through her long straight blonde hair, shaking some of it back and shivering as she felt the strands brushing over her flesh. Yes, she was attractive, really attractive. Moving to the dresser, Kathy smeared on a small dab of pink lipstick and pursed. Her lashes were so long she'd never use makeup on them. Today was no exception.
"If only Aunt Em could see me now," she giggled, trying to break up the tension in her gut.
Closing the door carefully behind her, Kathy padded barefoot down the corridor, reaching the kitchen and hesitating for only a moment at the back door. Sucking in a deep breath Kathy turned the knob and found herself out in the warm, brilliant August sunshine. Jack was bending over the right fender of his car, cursing softly at the sputtering engine as Kathy crept up behind him. As he pulled out from the hood and turned around she smiled.
"Hi! I'm Kathy Ellis, Aunt Emily's niece. I thought I'd come over and introduce myself since I'll be staying here for a while."
She could see the sheen on his chest and let out a little gasp. "You're Jack Phillips, right? Auntie Em mentioned something about you."
They talked idly for a few moments. Kathy was glad to see that Jack had obviously noticed her body. What would Aunt Emily think now? She had always considered Kathy such a little girl, not really grown up. What would she think now if she could see that little girl all dressed up in her bikini flirting openly with this stud, this handsome young man who had fucked Emily's body so wickedly the night before?
"I...I don't think I've seen you until today, although Emily...your Aunt Emily, mentioned your coming for a while," Jack said almost formally.
His eyes were far from formal but Kathy pretended not to notice. But she saw he could hardly keep his eyes off her belly. Enticing men was so new to her. She thought it could almost be as much fun as having sex, although remembering her aunt's wild cries from the night before made her think twice about that. Surely she couldn't have sex with someone like Jack. He enjoyed tying women up, hurting them before fucking them. Obviously Aunt Emily was a perfect match for him.
"I've got to get some books here in the garage," Jack said, flashing another look at her then moving away from the car.
Kathy trailed along, her hands clasped behind her back. Jack was peering over some automotive manuals in the back. Just opposite was an old stuffed chair, the green material badly faded and dusty. Flinging herself on the cushion, Kathy let her legs go apart just enough so that the tiny bikini was tight against her cunt. She could tell Jack was interested. She was sure he could see the soft curve of her virgin, hot cuntal mound. Oh, she was playing with fire! Janice would even disapprove-maybe. But Kathy couldn't help it! Again she thought of Jack and how he looked fucking her aunt and her legs went that much further apart. Was she looking for a fuck as badly as her new friend?
"It's really hot outside," she sighed. Oh, how moist and glowing her cunt felt.
Jack's eyes were on her. He put down the book and opened his mouth, about to say something when the phone rang. The sudden jangling unsteadied her nerves. Realizing what had nearly happened she closed her legs, standing up in the garage and saying something about having to go.
Jack was staring at her as she rushed from the garage, thinking she would die from embarrassment. She had nearly thrown herself at the man as he stood there holding that stupid book. She had to be more careful. Kathy had never thought of herself as a bad girl...certainly not in the sense of being a...a slut or something like that. But the idea of having someone like Jack around her made her so excited.
"God!"
Rushing back into the house Kathy braced herself against the sink, trying to catch her breath. That super skimpy bikini had worked her up. She was excited. There was no mistaking the tenderness of her nipples, the tingly way they glowed when the patches of her bikini tops rubbed against them. And she was so breathless, even a little tired. She would go to Janice's home now. She would calm down on the way there, the flush on her cheek would fade. And oh, oh, what Janice would say when she told her the full story!
Flashing another look outside and seeing Jack go back to his car, Kathy padded to the living room, slipped on her sandals and grabbed her small gold clutch purse.
"Janice is going to freak," she whispered to herself, slipping out the front and nearly running the two blocks to her girlfriend's.
She found the sleek brunette sunning in her back yard. Thank God her mother wasn't around. Janice had barely a chance to greet her friend when Kathy sat down on the lounge chair opposite, spilling out the story about last night and ending it with her flirtation with Jack this morning.
"Kathy Ellis!" Janice gasped, taking her dark sunglasses off and staring at her friend in wide-eyed amazement and amusement. "You're really something else! And your aunt-likes...-likes that kind of sex?"
"Yeah. It's weird!"
"That scares me!" Janice said, sitting up and sliding her arms around her knees. She shook her long brown hair from around her shoulders. "I don't think I'd let some guy tie me up."
"Me neither," Kathy breathed, unsure of that last statement.
"But Jack Phillips...would you want to...to fuck him?"
"I...don't know," Kathy hesitated, wondering if Jack were capable of simply going to bed with a woman and making love to her.
"God, he's so good-looking," Janice said, reaching over for the bottle of sun tan lotion. She spread the oil over her shoulders and the backs of her arms, offering some to her friend.
"Thanks," Kathy said, pouring some of the cool liquid over her already deeply tanned flesh.
"Why don't you try?" Janice blurted after several moments of silence. "What?"
Kathy had perked up, having lain against the warm yellow plastic of the lounge chair for a moment.
"I mean, why don't you try it? You know, go over to his place tonight or some night and let him...go all the way," Janice said, looking at her through slitted eyes for a reaction.
"If you're so all-fired anxious to find out about fucking, why don't you go over there?" Kathy sniffed, smoothing the oil over her thighs now.
"Well, I would," Janice said, pursing her lips together. "But I don't live exactly next-door. And he doesn't even know I'm around. But you sure made sure he knew you existed in the world!"
Kathy grinned, remembering that hot look
Jack had flashed her back there in the garage. Would he have touched her, gone farther if that phone hadn't rung? Would he have tied her up like she had seen her aunt bound?
"Kathy?"
"Hm?"
"You know Warren Evans, that tall guy with the black short hair from across the street?" Janice suddenly asked.
Kathy thought for a moment, then nodded her head.
"Well, he came over last night when my mom was gone and...well, we were in the back," Janice said confidentially, "and he started fingering me until I thought I was going to scream. Then he started kissing me down here!" The brunette whispered, drawing her fingers over her navel. "And he kept going until I thought he was going to kiss my...cunt!" She gasped.
"Did he?"
"Nope. I kinda pushed him down and moaned and wiggled around like I was going to die. Damn it, Kathy, I was going to die!" Janice cried, sucking in a gaspy breath. "But I don't think Warren liked doing that kind of thing...I dunno."
She paused, then continued wildly.
"Oh, I was so hot last night! I thought I'd be able to cum a lot...even let him go all the way. God, I want to be fucked!" Janice whispered, looking around sharply to make sure her mother wasn't eavesdropping.
"Me too!" Kathy quickly agreed.
"And now you've got the opportunity...Jack Phillips, practically right under your bedroom door!"
"But my aunt...."
"She won't know. He's not gonna say anything about fucking you. Just watch out for the belts and clamps," Janice said, both girls giggling nervously as they recounted the story of Aunt Emily's bondage scene with Jack.
"I'd better be getting on home."
Kathy picked up her towel and sunglasses, sliding them on and standing up.
"You gonna do it?" Janice asked, her eyes wide with excitement.
"Maybe. Tell you tomorrow...if I want," Kathy said smugly, throwing the towel over her shoulder and walking from the yard.
Oh, how worked up she was! She didn't want to admit it to Janice, but talking about Jack Phillips, about the way he looked when he was fucking her aunt, made her all hot and bothered. Even walking down the street now she could feel the sexy rub of her cunt lips against one another. For a moment she thought her knees were going to give way as a particularly powerful spasm passed through her pussy and made her suck in a breath of air.
She paused, holding her fingers over her mouth and breathing hard. Oh, what forces were being unleashed in her? What forces were making her throw away all those years of careful moral upbringing her mother had nurtured and turning her into a sluttish flirt? Kathy sighed, the spasm passing. She didn't know. But she could no more fight them than she could stop breathing.
CHAPTER THREE
It was very late. Kathy was in her bedroom watching the lights at Jack Phillips' house across the way. Her Aunt Emily had just gone to bed. Soon she'd be asleep. Then there would be nothing to stop her from going downstairs, through the darkened living room to the kitchen where she would slip out and pay a visit to Mr. Phillips.
Kathy felt her heart pounding a mile a minute! All the talk about fucking with guys had made her falsely brave. Now she thought about it and she trembled, rubbing her fingers briskly over her upper arms while leaning against the wall. The thought of having Jack putting his arms around her, holding her while driving that...that fat prick of his into her cunt made her shiver with fear and sexual arousal.
It was strange having those two sensations rioting through her mind and body at the same time. She pushed back the curtain and stared once more through the glass at Jack's home. Everything was quiet. Several lights were on. Did she have the courage to just go over there and talk to him? It was so wicked. There could only be one outcome from something like this. "Oh, why not?"
This time Kathy decided not to wear the bikini. She had felt so naked, so exposed the last time she trotted over to Jack's, her tits and ass nearly spilling out from the tight-fitting material. She wore a white halter exposing her flat tanned belly around her navel and a pair of tight-fitting faded jeans. Slipping from her room and gliding down the darkened hall, Kathy still tried to figure out some excuse for knocking at Jack Phillips' door. It was nearly eleven-thirty. Girls her age were generally at home or at least escorted at this hour.
Passing the ticking clock on the mantel the young blonde teen slipped into the kitchen, unlocked the door, then stepped into the starlit night. For a moment after she had closed the kitchen door Kathy stood under the large oak growing on the property line separating her aunt's property from Jack's.
Stepping over some low shrubs she walked quietly to the rear door, curled her fingers into a fist, hesitated once more, then rapped quickly against the door. At first there was no sign of movement. Perhaps he was in the shower. The thought of Jack standing under hot rushing water, his firm, muscular body sweating in the stall sent still more chills of delight rushing through the young girl. Kathy sucked in her lower lip and bit down hard, rapping quickly again and somewhat more loudly. This time she heard shuffling behind the closed door and a rattling of the latch.
"Hey, kid! Whatcha doin' out this time of night?" Jack asked, standing in the doorway with a can of beer in one hand.
Kathy found it impossible to speak. He stood there shirtless, his black hair hanging rakishly over his forehead while the top snap of his Levi's was opened. He had a sexy smile on his face as he stared at her, squeezing the beer can with a dull clinking sound.
"I...I couldn't sleep and thought I'd come over to talk," Kathy said hesitantly, feeling like a first-class fool.
Of course she came over here to fool around. What other reason could there be for her standing there in the middle of the night? She was so embarrassed she could have fallen through the ground to China! Her plan now seemed too stupid, so transparent.
"Can't have that. What kinda neighbor would I be if I didn't help?" Jack said with a smirk on his face. He backed away a little, jerking his head to indicate he wanted her to come in.
"I...oh, okay," Kathy muttered, stepping into the kitchen.
Almost immediately she was aware there was someone else in the house.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know...you were entertaining. I'll come back later," she said, turning around and about to leave.
Jack shot out one hairy arm, blocking her escape. "You don't wanna go home...not when you can't sleep. Bet I can relax you," Jack said, his eyes narrowing as he pushed his face closer to hers.
Kathy drew back, smelling the stale beer on his breath. She began to wonder about this plan. The beauty of making love, the excitement of getting fucked somehow was fading under her growing fear of his violence. Again she remembered Jack and how he looked towering over her bound aunt! While the woman tossed and writhed under his heavy blows, her white flesh strained against the ropes. Would the same thing happen here?
"Please, lemme go...."
"Hey, Jack, what's goin' on in there?" a voice drawled from the living room just behind her.
"Think we got some entertainment tonight...and it's home grown."
Kathy didn't like the sound of those words. She looked around her nervously, searching for some path of escape. Her heart was beating so hard she thought it was going to tear right out of her chest!
"Please, just let me go home. I don't think I wanna stay," Kathy begged nervously.
"No problem," Jack said.
There was movement behind her. Kathy turned around and saw a tall blond man about Jack's height standing in the door. He also had a beer can in one hand.
"This here's my cousin Byron...Byron Phillips in from San Berdu. Runs a bike shop there...cycles, know what I mean?"
"Hey man, I didn't think you was gonna bring over a little pussy for some action for me. That's great, Cuz," he slurred, tilting back his head and finishing the last of his beer.
Pussy? Things were going too far. Kathy backed away a little more from the tall blond, wishing with all her heart she had stayed at home in her safe warm bed.
"Yeah, good hot cunt. We're gonna see just how hot it gets."
"Go away!"
Jack laughed. "You didn't sound like that this afternoon. Man, you should've seen her prancin' her ass around here, wigglin' her ass and tits in my face in the garage. If you hadn't called, man, I'd've plowed my cock into her cunt sooner 'n this," Jack muttered.
"Better late 'n never," Byron answered, shrugging his muscular shoulders.
"You're wrong," Kathy cried, tears filling her wide blue eyes. "I didn't mean anything this afternoon!" She curled her fingers into two white knuckled fists. "I just came over to talk." She heard her own shaky voice.
"Yeah, talk. Man, you could see her fuckin' cunt lips right through the bathing suit. And now you come over here just to talk," Jack said sarcastically.
"Bet she's one of them cunt-teasers. You know, prancin' her ass around, then callin' the cops when you try to make a move," Byron muttered.
"Well, if she is, she ain't like her aunt. You know about that lady, baby? Man, she's got one of the hottest cunts in town. Wonder if it runs in the family," Jack said slowly, dropping one hand and rubbing his fingers along one side of his fly.
Terror sliced through the girl like a rusty knife. She looked from one man to the other, realizing neither would grant her any mercy. Jack was half drunk, swaying from side to side but still in control of his faculties. Byron was more sober and had his hands stretched out to either side of her body, blocking any attempt she might make to escape. The dim light from the living room made the blond stubble on his cheeks glisten evilly.
"What...what do you want from me?" the girl groaned.
Jack laughed, throwing his head back while Byron snickered.
"Your cunt, baby. Anythin' you got, I want. I wanna feel you wrigglin' under me while I drive my cock right up your pussy," Jack growled.
"No, no!" she gasped, one hand jerking up and grabbing for her throat.
"Oh yeah, baby. And that's what you want. You wanna feel a man inside you. And baby, you struck the jackpot. You got two studs here who're gonna make you real happy," Byron said in a throaty whisper.
"You're crazy...both of you," Kathy insisted, her eyes wide with terror. "I'll...I'll scream! I swear I will if you-"
Jack moved quickly to stifle any attempt she might make to get away or shout for help. Jack moved around her while Byron blocked the door through which Kathy had come moments ago. He was gagging her, slipping one hand around her mouth and rubbing the callused palm against her lips while dragging her back against his body. At first the terrified girl simply stood there, letting him have his way. Then, realizing this was no game, she began struggling, twisting from side to side while jerking up both hands and trying frantically to claw free.
"Little spitfire, ain'tcha? That's the way I like 'em. Just like your aunt. Man, she moves around in the sack like a wild woman. Don't like 'em just layin' there expectin' you to do all the work," Jack muttered, pressing his hand more tightly against her mouth.
Kathy found it hard to breathe! He was dragging her back into the living room, her heels scraping over the dirty tile floor. Again and again she tried removing his hairy palms from her lips. But he was holding her too firmly, his other hand wrapped around her waist and thus preventing her from any sudden, violent moves. In desperation the girl opened her mouth and bit down hard on his forefinger.
"Ow! Fuckin' bitch!"
Jack shouted in pain, taking his hand from her mouth for one moment and shaking it. Kathy took advantage of the sudden release and bolted forward, her feet slipping under her. She had nearly made it to the door when Byron caught up with her, wrapping his fingers around her right wrist and hauling her away.
"That was a dumb thing to do."
"Help! Oh God, someone help me! Aunt Emily! Call the police! Oh please, God, help."
"Shut up!"
Byron was less pleasant than his cousin. Shoving the girl back violently until her head struck the wall, he was on her in a moment, the coarse palm of his right hand pressing hard against her lips. God, he was forcing her teeth to cut into them!
"Ummmmmfmmf f f f!"
Kathy's eyes went wide. She could just barely see around Byron's shoulders. Jack was sucking his injured finger, looking at it and swearing through his teeth while Byron was doing something with his free hand. What was it? She heard a kind of metallic sound then realized he was unzipping his Levi's! Again the girl struggled, trying to twist away from the stud. And again he held his hand more firmly against her mouth, threatening to beat her into the dirt if she tried biting him.
"When we get through with you, baby, there ain't gonna be a virgin pore in your body. Hey, Jack, you think she's a virgin?" Byron shouted over his right shoulder.
"Dunno. What kid is today?" the black-haired stud said dully, shaking his head once more, then moving up to the terrified girl. Byron let go, moving away. "Thought you'd pull a fast one, eh? Thought you could get away from me just by doin' something stupid like that, right?"
The anger in his voice was evident. Kathy trembled under his hard, burning stare. For a moment she thought he was going to tear her in half as his face darkened. Then she watched as he moved both hands down to his Levi's, pulling on the partially opened halves of his jeans. The snaps popped open and in a second that fat donkey-sized cock she had seen the other evening rolled out semi-rigid. She glanced down, then moved her eyes away, chewing on her lower lip.
"See that, baby? Take a good look at it, and look at his while you're at it," Jack said. He reached up and grabbed a fistful of her silky blonde hair, tugging it hard, snapping her head around. Kathy groaned, the pain making her scalp crawl as she stared at the two hard pricks throbbing just inches away from her. "We're gonna stick these things inside you pretty fuckin' soon. Fight us and I'll piss on you at the same time. You don't wanna be a toilet too, do you?"
Hot tears rolled from her eyes. Kathy shook her head as best she could from side to side, sniffing in terror.
"Man, let's get goin'. I can hardly wait to see this bitch naked," Byron grumbled, rubbing his cock with both hands.
"Yeah, man. She's somethin' else...nice young body, nice smooth skin. She practically made me cum right there in the fuckin' garage prancin' that ass of hers around. Man oh man, what a nice ass!"
Oh, oh, this can't happen. Please, God, oh please, don't let it happen! She thought of her mother in the hospital, her mother who she hadn't yet visited. She thought of her aunt in bed only a few hundred feet away, peacefully sleeping. She was into this kind of thing. She could take it. But she, Kathy, was still a virgin! No boy had even touched her down there. And these men were going to fuck her brutally, she could see it in their faces. And after all, she had seen what Jack was capable of. There was little doubt his cousin Byron wasn't capable of the same thing.
"Nooooo!"
Kathy tried screaming again. But Jack moved his hand up again, clamping it even more tightly over her mouth than before. She thought she would certainly pass out. She would die unless she agreed to what these monsters wanted. If she were dead nothing would matter. But there was her mother, and her aunt. Thinking along those horrible lines was out of the question.
"Man, hot young cunt. Ain't had somethin' like that for at least...two days," Byron said, laughing loudly as he threw the empty can of beer in the corner.
"You ain't gonna have nothin' like this for a long time, I'll bet."
Kathy stopped her thrashing around, staring at him with those wide blue eyes.
"Better. A hell of a lot better. You take it easy, baby, take it real easy and you might enjoy yourself too. Yeah, you'll have one hell of a time if you relax," Jack said, slobbering his wet mouth all over her ear. "For being such a nice girl I'm gonna give you a present. I'm gonna give you somethin' nice and hard. And when I'm through my cousin's gonna do the same thing. We're gonna make you one happy little girl."
He was pressing up hard against her body. She felt a damp warmth form between them as he kept rubbing from side to side, his beer-stained breath blowing into her flared nostrils. He moved one hand up to her tangled hair, tugging on it gently, relaxing his other hand around her mouth. For another moment Kathy thought she was going to lose consciousness. But something kept her from fainting.
"Come on, let's strip the bitch," Jack muttered.
Hands were crawling all over her at once. She heard the material tearing behind her, heard the buttons clattering to the floor, felt the blouse loosening around her shoulders. In a moment the garment was gone. And then there were more fingers pulling around her bra strap while hands roamed freely around her ass, smoothing over her ass-cheeks, then sliding up to the front zipper. Shortly she felt her Levi's sliding over her knees, down over her ankles, then off her feet. The bra straps loosened around her shoulders.
"No!" she cried through the clamping fingers still pressing her lips against her teeth.
There was nothing she could do. The two cousins tugged off her bra and panties, leaving her standing there in the back foyer completely naked.
"Ohhhh man, man," Jack muttered, standing back for a second and taking in the full view of the naked, trembling blonde teen. "Nice ass...nice tits, nice cunt, nice everything!"
"Yeah, I can see why you went nuts just watchin' that little slut movin' her ass around. She'd drive me nuts just standin' still!" Byron said, smoothing one hand over her slender naked shoulders.
"No!"
They were dragging her away from the kitchen now, still holding her prisoner, Jack's hand around her mouth. In a moment she was in the living room being shoved down onto the floor. Things were somewhat confused for the girl at first. But then she realized Jack was crawling on top of her, holding tightly onto her hair by the roots and pulling it while trying to wedge his cock into her cunt.
"Nooo! Stop it! Stop!"
This wasn't the way it was supposed to happen. She twisted and turned, her face a mask of pain and terror as she found her movements worse than useless. He had her where he wanted her, tearing at her hair painfully whenever she tried to kick him away or pull her face from his.
"Uhhhhh...."
Jack was pushing his knees against hers, trying to spread her white shivering thighs farther apart while pushing his prick into that intimate junction between her legs. All that separated his cockhead from her cunt was a few inches. Oh God, God, he was shoving it up now, pushing it into the tight wet crack!
"No!"
Byron was kneeling down to one side, his cock close to her mouth. She could smell something, that bleachy, almost clean smell of his crotch near her nose. Kathy felt another wave of nausea sweep over her.
"Oh baby, baby, keep it goin'! Man keep your fuckin' ass movin', " Jack whispered hoarsely, slapping her taut flesh lightly with the flat of one hand.
Jack let go of her hair, smoothing his hands over her flared, boyish hips and shuddering.
"We're gonna have ourselves one hell of a party. And when we're through you ain't gonna be able to wipe the smile off your face for a week," Jack promised, moving his hands up to her tits.
Kathy grimaced, twisting her head to one side. Oh never, never did she think things would turn out this way! Never!
CHAPTER FOUR
"God!"
"Shaddup, you fuckin' little slut! Yell like that again and I'll punch you till your ribs break!" Jack said threateningly.
"No, oh please, don't...don't hurt me," she whimpered in a tiny voice.
"That's better."
He was reaching down, pinching her flesh, pinching her thighs so hard she saw brilliant yellow and white stars pop in front of her eyes. Arching her spine, the girl wallowed her shoulder blades against the thick piled carpeting. More than once she had pulled her hands up, pressing the palms against Jack's broad chest and trying to push him away. Of course it was futile.
"Oh, you're...you're hurting me! Stop it!" Kathy screamed, closing her eyes and letting out a sharp shriek.
"Get your pants down and shut this little bitch up!" Jack ordered.
Jack was pulling at her hair again, tearing it out by the roots. He shouted more than once at her to keep from screaming or he would snatch her bald. Kathy had tried to keep from crying out. Oh yes, again and again she tried to keep from screaming. The last thing she wanted to do was anger these men. But then Jack would do something, hit her, pinch her, do something and she would cry out in pain and fear. "No!"
He was sliding down, still holding her tightly, painfully by the shoulders while licking her throat, her shoulders, and finally her tits. Yes, oh God yes, he was tonguing her nipples, moving his mouth around the sensitive areolas. Kathy stopped her wild movement for a second, breathing with wheezy, gasping sounds as Jack moved his mouth over one nipple, cupped his lips over the stiff red nub, then began sucking. Oh, how he sucked, drawing the stiff, rubbery tit tip into his mouth while lashing the rounded end with his tongue. And all the while his lips sucked, sucked until the girl thought she was going to go mad with sensation!
"No, stop it, stop it."
But her cries were less and less convincing. Ever since Jack had torn off her pants and exposed her hot, virgin cunt, Kathy felt something rising in her, something she couldn't explain to herself. And then there was Byron kneeling next to her, his cock bobbing up in front of her nose. She felt his hands grabbing her by the hair, twisting her head around, squeezing her face against his lap.
"Oh no, please...don't do this to me. I promise...I promise I won't shout," she begged.
Kathy could smell his groin much better now, smell the odor of his crotch, of his arousal. He was moving up to her, rubbing his prick against her face. Oh God, God, this couldn't be happening to her! She tried twisting away again. But that prick was there, rubbing up against her left cheek, the fat, bulbous head dangerously close to her mouth!
"Oh man, man, baby, you give head? She give head, man? Could use a tight pair of lips around my prick suckin' my juice up," Byron moaned.
"Don't think so!"
"I'm...I'm a virgin," Kathy wailed, jerking her head once more away from the fat cock.
"A fuckin' virgin, huh?" Jack said after a moment's pause. "That's gonna be good. A little messy, but good."
"Don't...."
His hands crawled over her ass now, pinching the white, resilient flesh, gathering it up into his palms and squeezing down hard. Kathy felt him kneading her ass flesh, stretching the plump, firm buns apart, moving some of his fingers into the tight, sweaty crack between her ass-cheeks! Oh, how filthy she felt-dirtied and fouled by these two horrible men. And the worst part was she had started it all. It was her own fault! "Uhhhhh...."
His weight was pressing her down hard to the floor, crushing the air from her. Reaching down between her thighs with his thumb, Jack dug his fingers into her ass for better leverage. Slowly he forced his thumb into her tight little cunt. Kathy's eyes widened, her jaw slackened as she felt that thumb working its way in, twisting from side to side like some kind of obscene screw-driver. She kicked out, her knees bending sharply while her legs flailed at the floor. No, no, he couldn't keep his fingers in there. Oh God, God, it just wasn't right! The girl jerked her head from side to side, pounding Jack with her useless fists while her ass danced over the floor.
"Uhhhhh...."
But nothing could stop the stud now. That horrible thumb kept on pushing into her, violating her body, making her twist and wiggle on the floor like a snake. And all the while Byron was there dangling his prick in front of her, trying to stick his cock into her mouth!
"No...ummmmfffff!"
He had almost done it! Oh God, he had nearly done it! She had twisted her head aside just in time to avoid taking that fat horrid thing in her mouth! She spat violently, sobbing in between, begging them not to hurt her, not to...to stick that thing in her mouth!
"Oh, poor little girl doesn't wanna have my cock in her mouth! Too bad," Byron said mockingly, twisting his fingers in her hair and tugging up once more. Kathy cried out. More tears sprang to her eyes.
"Uhhhh...."
That horrible thumb was the point of her concentration now. Kathy kept feeling it, felt it sliding in deeper and deeper. And then the girl felt it touching her cherry. Oh yes, it was her cherry! She had learned enough about the first fuck to tense up now. There were all those stories about bleeding and pain. But somehow that would be made better by having a man on top of you, by having an exciting prick stimulating all your nerves. But this...this was different. Jack was using his thumb, his thumb down there! He was going to pop her cherry with one of his fingers! The very thought made the girl want to retch.
"Ohhhhh!"
There was some pain now. Oh, it was hurting, hurting her badly now. She brought up one leg and pressed it against Jack's thigh, trying to push him away. More than once she tried twisting her cunt away from that awful thumb causing her so much pain. But the two men had her too well pinned to the carpeting for her to do much. And then...and then the pain became something more than excruciating. It was sheer agony. Only the pressure of that prick against her lips kept her from opening her mouth and shouting. Flashing lights exploded in her brain. Oh God, God, he was going to do it. He was tearing her cherry with that thing! "Nooooooo!"
Kathy knew she was going to die. Surely no one could stand pain like this without dying. Arching her back once more, supporting herself on only her shoulder blades and the heels of her feet, the girl let out another muffled cry. And then...and then that horrible thumb finally tore through the thin membrane deep in her body. She screamed and shouted, the cock slipping over her teeth. It was rubbing, then angled up and shoved down into her mouth. Kathy gagged, the prick brushing against her teeth, shooting past her tonsils and bumping the back of her throat. She could hardly breathe! He had done it! He had slipped his cock into her mouth, made her give head!
No, no, she couldn't stand it! The pain, the humiliation were too great for her.
"Hey, man, I can't get good leverage on this little slut if you keep your fuckin' cock in her mouth. Come on, pull it out. You'll get your chance later," Jack complained, edging his cousin out of the way.
Byron grumbled, reluctantly drawing his cock from Kathy's mouth. The girl gasped with relief, twisting her head around and spitting out the salty mixture of saliva and pre-cum. She had done it, had actually sucked cock-if even for only a few seconds! Oh, what would Janice think of her now?
"Hey, man, look at this. The sweet young thing was tellin' the truth in the first place," Jack said, pulling his thumb out from between her legs and showing it to Byron as Kathy sobbed.
"Yeah, it's gonna make it real smooth when you go down there and fuck her."
"Oh no, please...."
Even now, even with her cherry popped and torn, Kathy was hoping beyond hope they would let her go. Surely they had had enough fun by humiliating and degrading her. Surely
Kathy's body jerked involuntarily, convulsing in a wild attempt to wrench itself from the thumb once more probing around in her cunt. Why couldn't he leave her alone? Why couldn't they all just leave her alone! There were more hands around her, twisting her around, rolling her over onto her belly. Kathy felt her thunderous tits pillowing out against the carpeting, felt the prickly piling tickling her pussylips and belly. She squeezed her ass-cheeks together instinctively as Jack kept probing her cunt with his thumb and forefinger. It was so obscene, so...so vile, so dirty!
"Uhhhhhh...ooooohhhhh!"
Blonde strands of hair hung in her eyes, clinging to the corners of her mouth and her dampened cheeks as the big man kept feeling her out with his right hand. He was trying to worm his finger in the violated pussy all the deeper, meeting continued resistance. Kathy tried closing her pussy to the invading finger.
"No!"
"Just shut up," Jack whispered again, leaning over her and pulling his finger and thumb from her cunt. "Just relax and just like I said before, you're probably gonna like this."
Jack pulled her ass-cheeks apart with those words, keeping them tugged wide as both his thumbs smoothed over the inner lips of her cunt. Oh yes, yes, she was feeling something, something powerful, something she had never felt before. Arousal! Excitement! A kind of hot tension that took her breath away. Even while her pussy ached from the brutal tearing of her cherry there was that delight, that tingling itch she remembered her aunt talking about once. Oh yes, yes, it was there even now as Jack brutally raped her with his fingers. "Uhhhhh...."
"Man, she's gettin' there. She's gettin' good and hot," Jack said, rubbing his fingers along the fleecy blonde cunt-hairs edging her swelling cunt lips. "Man, I knew all this crap was a put-on. Baby, you want a fuckin' as bad as I wanna give it."
"No, no, you're wrong, you're wrong," Kathy sobbed, knowing she was lying through her teeth.
"Yeah, sure. You got juice comin' outta you, baby. In my book that means you want a good, hot fuckin'. And that's what you're gonna get."
"Please...no, don't...." Suddenly the thought of having a man fucking her sent nothing but terror coursing through her veins. She dug her knees into the carpeting, tried crawling away. But of course Jack held her down, caressing her pussy with the tips of his thumbs, drawing more and more juice up from her body. In a while Kathy found her ass rising from the floor, angling up as if she couldn't wait to have a cock squeezed into her pussy.
"No more, no more...no more," she gasped in humiliation. "God...oh God, help me. I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it!" Kathy cried, wishing she had never left her bedroom for this wild scheme. It had really back-fired on her!
"Ohhhhh yeahahhhh...." Jack breathed, dry fucking the moaning girl.
"Uuuuuuhhhhhh...." was all the girl was able to reply.
She twitched, jerking forward as his middle finger shot out, the callused flicking tip circling her sputtering clit. He was teasing her along the edges of the softly quivering folds of her cunt. Oh God, God, it was moving now against the nerve rich center of her pussy, touching her clit. Kathy thought she was going to die once more! She threw back her head, gritting her teeth while perspiration stained her cheeks. Again and again the girl groaned long and loudly, the sounds coming from deep within her as that working finger found its way along the slick length of her cunt.
"Man, she's goin' for it. Christ, she can hardly keep still," Jack muttered.
"Some virgin," Byron commented wryly.
"Not again...oh dear God, don't...don't...not again," she muttered, feeling that horrible finger crawling along her cuntal crack once more.
"Gotta hold 'er tighter."
He lanced his middle finger all the way in now, burying it up to the first joint, then finally shoving it in up to the knuckle. Kathy's eyes rolled up into her head, her jaw slackening as terrible grunting sounds came from her mouth. Oh God, God, he was fucking her with that awful finger, sawing it back and forth while keeping her pressed to the floor.
Kathy let out another low, soft guttural moan as her soft warm thighs closed around either side of his wrist. Jack was trying to stab another digit in there. No, no, no, she wouldn't let him. She wouldn't let him. And yet if she hated it so why was her cunt sucking so solidly at his finger? Why, in spite of the horror and pain, was she beginning to enjoy this?
"Uhhh...she's starting to loosen up," Jack said, moving his finger around and around. "She's gonna be one nice fuck. She's damned tight, but she's gettin' wetter and wetter. That's the way any stud-likes 'em-hot, tight and wet."
Kathy chewed on her knuckles, sick with shame and complete humiliation. It wasn't enough that she had to come here on her own, to expose herself to this danger. But now she was betraying herself, turning on to this pain and obscenity the way her aunt had several nights ago! Oh yes, yes, she was not merely giving in to these monsters. No, she wasn't only doing what they wanted-she was turning on to it, encouraging them with her body. "Oh stop, stop...."
But it was impossible for any of them to stop now. And it was useless for Kathy to protest any more. Her body lay there defeated by a combination of confusion and exhaustion. The finger in her seething little cunt was moving out. She could feel the rounded joints pressing up against her cuntal walls, rubbing over her clit. Then finally it was out. Jack began crawling on top of her. She could feel his warmth against her back and shoulders, feel his knees shoving out against hers, spreading her white, solid thighs farther apart. And then he was lowering himself down on top of her. In a moment she felt that long, thick, hot hardness full length against her pussy from the rear. Oh God, it was huge! And he was going to shove that thing in her cunt?
"You gonna ass-fuck 'er?" Byron questioned, moving away from the groaning couple writhing on the floor.
"Naw. I'll leave that to you if you want."
They were talking about her as if she were some piece of meat to be tossed around from man to man, a whore to be pulled this way and that.
That thick prick pressing against her cunt lips was nothing to laugh at. There was nothing small or yielding about it. It was like a length of hot lead pipe. She could feel the pulsing head of the blood-swollen cock resting against her spread legs, edging down against her creaming cunt. He was moving his thighs from side to side, rubbing his cock up and down, up and down. Kathy thought she would soon go insane. It was teasing her flesh maddeningly. There was still the fear there, but now it was overshadowed by something else, by that awful arousal that was making her gasp with delight.
She tried moving her cunt from side to side once more, working to avoid his prick. But it was impossible. Jack was guiding his cock against that soft, wet crack between her ass cheeks. Never once did his heavy prick lose contact with the teen's hot, rubbery flesh. Oh, oh, she could feel her fat outer labia being forced wide. That stiff prick was moving in, rubbing up against her cunt lips and forcing them to split.
"Goin' in, man, goin' in. You hear that, baby? I'm goin' in!"
"Ohhh stop . please
More tears stained her face as she felt the steady pressure increase between her legs. It was that hot cockhead, that very hot, slick head slipping through that made her tremble.
Kathy tensed her thigh muscles, digging her knees into the carpeting while gasping for breath. Her nostrils flared as strange, strangled sounds came from her opened mouth. She pinched her eyes shut tightly. She felt his breath on the back of her neck, felt his sweat dripping on her bowed back as she shook stray hairs from her eyes and endured this brutal rape.
"Man...uhhhh...she's tight and she's tightenin' up on me. Christ, what a hot fuck! Jesus, better 'n I would've thought."
"N-n-nooooooo!"
Jack backed up, then shoved forward again, his knees up against hers. He was growling like some kind of rabid animal. Kathy shuddered as that mass of hard cockflesh forced its way in, pushing down into her body. Her legs jerked out once more on either side of her body, kicking at nothing as Byron laughed at her wild movements.
"Aaaaygaagghhhh!" she screamed, again, twisting her body from side to side as if he she could still somehow escape.
But that was impossible. She was being pinned, skewered like a piece of beef. This was what it was like to be fucked by Jack Phillips? Her mind was a riot of emotions while she lay there helplessly twisting and writhing under the painful, exciting power of his cock.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Ohhh God! God!"
Kathy was gasping, clawing her fingers against the dirty living room carpeting. Jack's hands were hooked around her hipbones now, the fingers bruising her flesh as he hunkered down a little more and tucked his knees under her thighs. Cousin Byron was kneeling right next to her, rubbing his cockhead against her cheeks, still trying to get it into her mouth in spite of what Jack had told him.
"Go for it, baby. Yeah, move that little ass of yours," he groaned, biting the nape of her neck.
Oh God, he was fucking her doggie style, fucking her the way dogs fuck in the gutter! Gasping once more, Kathy held her breath as she felt the throbbing cock plow down deeper and deeper, stretching the seepy, velvety lining of her tight little cunt. Fucked! Raped! He had done it, ripped her cherry with his cockhead.
And now he was fucking her all the way, making her itchy cuntal walls expand even more. "Uhhhhh
Jack tensed his muscles and fucked forward again, his fingers holding onto the grunting blonde teen. Instead of fighting him now the young girl went limp. Kathy still held her breath, feeling that fat cock slowly pull back, yes, it was pulling back, sucking out her guts like some giant suction cup. It was easing back, back, letting her feel the extent of her sorenss inside. And then, when she thought it was finally going to slip out, Jack changed direction, sliding it back in. Her mouth opened, a low growl escaping from between her lips as she spread her knees farther apart to accommodate the fucking prick.
"Oh yeah, man, yeah, she's fuckin' tight," Jack gasped, shaking his head violently to rid his face of the stinging sweat. "Man, you got one hell of a hot pussy, bitch. And it's fuckin' good and tight!"
Jack held her by the ass now, making her hips rotate from side to side. He was doing that, she knew, so she could feel his cock all the better. It was horrible, wonderful. And then those awful hands were crawling up, sliding up her belly and finally raising her from the floor. Kathy whimpered softly. She felt his callused fingers fanning over the flatness of her belly, making the girl cry out in total humiliation. It wasn't enough for him to rape her, to pop her cherry. Now he had to touch the rest of her. The excitement she had thought she would feel while making love to Jack was somehow changed by this reality. There was excitement, yes, but excitement mixed with fear and humiliation.
Those hands continued crawling up her belly, their touch making her wiggle. And always, always that fat, long prick was sliding into her, making her open her mouth at times and let out grunts of pleasure and fear.
"God, oh God, why is this happening to me?" she whispered, shaking several long strands of her long blonde hair from her eyes.
"God ain't got nothin' to do with it, bitch. It's happenin' 'cause I want it," Jack snarled, pinching her flesh between his cruel fingers until the teen squealed with pain.
"Yeah, 'n don't forget me, baby. I got a piece of hot meat here that's just waitin' to crawl inside your fuckin' body," Byron added, his voice thick with arousal.
Kathy didn't even want to think about that. Instead she lay there, her mind focusing on the hot spots of her body-her cunt and her nipples. Yes, Jack was massaging her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She grunted, half twisting around and feeling the hairy overhang of his belly rubbing against the tops of her ass cheeks. He was rolling those itchy, hard little nubs like peas, squeezing them then laughing when Kathy let out a groan of agony.
"Fuck her, man fuck her good. I wanna see that little bitch go for it! She's ruttin' now like some fuckin' cow," Byron said.
"Man, this slut ain't no cow," Byron countered, pulling his cock out again until only the purple flanges of his prickhead remained in Kathy's pussy. He rocked his thighs from side to side, stirring her cunt around with his throbbing cock while slapping her white, jiggling ass cheeks with one hand.
"Huhhhrnr! Huhhhrrrrr!"
"She's just in heat, man. She ain't never had this done to her, and we're teachin' her how to behave in heat," Jack said, whacking her ass once more with his fingertips and laughing at the howling teen. Long red marks appeared on her white ass flesh, the two sweaty, glistening spheres split in two by his ten-inch prick.
"Oh God!"
"Then give it to her fast, man. I'm about to pop off right now!"
"Yeah, I'm gonna go for it now, bitch. You're gonna really have it now, baby."
Jack gritted his teeth and tightened his grip around her body. Kathy felt her mind sinking into a kind of red dim haze of semi-consciousness as she felt Jack raising her ass a little higher. He was fucking her faster, harder, more brutally than before. The plum-like head of his prick slid back and forth inside, heating her hot juicy pussy. In a moment he had developed a fast rhythm, his fat balls slapping against her clit, making it tingle. At times he stopped, once more reaching around her flat belly and searching, groping for her tits. Kathy would groan once more when she felt those horrible fingers toying with her nipples, squeezing and pinching them while his cock throbbed menacingly inside her pussy.
"Oh no, don't, don't...just don't hurt me like this," she begged, her body violated beyond her wildest dreams.
But Jack kept on. He hunched into her again, his powerful forward fucking thrusts shaking her body, making her tits swing forward and slap together like two fleshy pendulums, the peaked tips nearly brushing over the carpeted floor.
"God, God!" the girl breathed in an undertone as she thought of the white hot stuff that would be spraying from his dickhead in a moment. Cum! White hot cum would be shooting out, clogging her pussy. And yet that thought had lost its horror to the girl. She thought of it and licked her lips. The fucking, the continual rodding her cunt, had done something strange, something wonderful to her mind. No longer was she possessed by fear. Now she wanted to feel his prick chugging through her cunthole faster, wanted to feel the fat hard dick rubbing constantly against her clit, bring it up higher and higher.
More and more juice bubbled out from her pussy, wetting down the wiry blonde hairs furring over her pussylips. Kathy trembled, her elbows bending as she felt the creamy hot fluid oozing down the backs of her thighs. She could hear the slick clicking of Jack's cock as it rodded her faster and faster. His prick was slicked down with her juices, wet with her body fluids as he pounded her cunt with faster and harder thrusts.
"Huhrrr! Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr!"
"Yeah, yeah," Jack gasped at her, his hands now flat against the underside of her hipbones. He was making her stroke her body up and down with each movement of his prick. "Yeah, that's the way to move it, Kathy-baby. Move that great ass! Move it! Move it! Make me cum real hard, baby. Thatta girl!"
Kathy felt that rodding cock keep trenching out her cunt faster and faster, starting a fire deep in her body she couldn't control. A whirling ball of sexual delight had taken her over. She had no more control of her mind and body. Jack's cock had taken her over. There was nothing left for her to do or say except let him fuck the daylights out of her.
Her thighs were spreading farther and farther apart. Jack slapped her ass again, telling her to get her ass back up so he could fuck her better. She was a slave to his will. Grunting, shaking her head from side to side, she did as she was told.
"Fuck! Jesus, fuck! I'm gonna shoot into this hot fuckin' bitch!" Jack cried, his head tossed back, his eyes pinched tight.
He was pounding into her as quickly as he could now, his balls tightening up against his groin. Instinctively Kathy knew he was ready to explode. She heard the steady grunts, the moans, felt his fingers tightening against her flesh. Each powerful fucking thrust of his hips was like a hammer blow to her ass, knocking her forward.
In a moment she felt her forehead pressing against the front of the stuffed sofa. Then the girl realized Byron was rubbing his prick against her cheek. Was he going to try to shove it back in her mouth? No, she doubted it. He wanted to fuck her too, to drive his prick into her hot pussy. He wouldn't waste his jizz on her mouth.
"Ohhhh man, man!"
But she was going wild with sensation as it was. There were two cocks, one rubbing against her face, the other working back and forth in the seething pit of her cunt. In her mind they had become one cock and she was gasping, panting for air to feed her overworked body. Jack's hands gripped her ass cheeks more tightly now, squeezing, kneading, pulling and tugging them. He was growing wild with excitement, slapping her at times, sliding his hands forward suddenly and grabbing at her itchy, hard tit tips. And then...and then she felt him sliding one hand up to her ass crack, digging cruelly into the tiny puckered hole of her ass-hole and making her howl like a wounded animal.
"Nooooo!"
What was he trying to do? She felt him burrowing into her ass like some kind of crazy person, burying his right forefinger up to the second joint and wiggling it around and around.
Byron saw what was happening and laughed cruelly, saying something about loosening it up for him. Kathy was too close to orgasm to pay much attention. Yes, she was going to climax, to cum with her tormentors. It had been a rape, but now it had turned into something else. The young girl was encouraging her attackers to do more, to make her feel more sensation as they violated her cunt.
"Huhhhhhh...fuck! Oh man, fuck, she's burnin' me up!" he cried, stopping his wild fucking for a moment.
Kathy felt his cock throbbing crazily, jerking as if it were some kind of large wild animal stuck inside and trying to claw its way out. His fingers worked against her ass cheeks, tearing at the sweaty white flesh. She could hear his uneven pants, his gasps for air that sounded like the gasps of a drowning man struggling for oxygen. Kathy felt herself floating above the floor, the room spinning madly around her. She was teetering on the edge of climax, of a rushing orgasm the-likes of which she had never dreamed of.
The girl felt Jack's balls rubbing up and down against her ass cheeks. For one moment, for one lovely moment, the two of them were suspended in that twilight zone between arousal and climax. Kathy growled and squealed, rocking her body from side to side. She felt Jack's prick begin jerking even more frenziedly while he cried out something unintelligible. Then he fell hard on top of her body, biting the nape of her neck until he nearly broke the flesh while his fingers pinched and squeezed her nipples savagely. He was cum-ming! Oh yes, yes, she could tell from the regular pumping jerks against her itchy cuntal walls that Jack was cumming!
I 'Eeaaagggghghhhhhhh!"
Kathy thought the world had crashed into her pussy. Her ass slammed against him with the force of a speeding freight train as the hot, squirmy liquid fire hosed into her pussy. More and more of the white gluey spunk splattered against her walls, triggering an earthquake that nearly knocked the girl unconscious. Kathy felt her cuntal muscles spasm, cramp and grab hold of the shooting hunk of greasy cockmeat. Again and again her pussy walls cramped down, chewing on the shooting cock while Jack held tightly onto her and groaned.
Kathy screamed out again, feeling all the strength seeping form her body. She felt Jack firing again and again, felt the white, sticky spunk seeping from her cunthole and running down the backs of her thighs. Oh God, God, it had happened. She had really made it with a guy, with the stud next door. But what a price she had paid for her experience. He had savaged her, degraded her, beat her. And still Jack was far from through with the young girl. There was still his cousin Byron to deal with.
"Oh God!"
Kathy felt herself falling to the floor, her legs twitching while Jack finished dumping his load of hot spunk into her cunthole. He lay with her for a few moments, licking the back of her neck while moving his hips from side to side, stirring his prick like a giant fleshy spoon.
"Man, good cunt, good everything," he gasped.
Kathy drew one hand over her face, unable to stare these men in the face. She had shamed herself. like a whore, a slut, she had rutted in front of them, moving her ass around while they laughed at her. And then...and then while one of them raped her, she had silently begged for more, more prick, more hard cock to satisfy her wildly burning cunt. Janice and she had never discussed how hot a woman was supposed to get. She had never felt sensations as powerful as these wash over her. It was as if she had had no will of her own. Some force had taken over her mind and body, forcing her to act like some mindless slut when Jack stuck his prick into her.
"I want in, man. I wanna get my cock into that tight little cunt!" Byron said.
"Take it easy, man. We got all the time in the world," Jack said, smoothing his hands over Kathy's back.
"But the old lady...."
"Hey, man, I said I'd handle it," Jack growled impatiently.
It was thrilling in a way to have two men arguing, almost fighting over her! But they were fighting over her pussy, not her as a person. She was just a piece of hot tight young meat to them. Drawing her hands to her mouth Kathy bit down on her nails, fighting back the sobs. What else had she expected? She had come over here looking for action and she had gotten it-a lot more than she thought she would have received. And now she was going to pay for her hot curiosity.
"Ohhhhh yeah, could leave my prick in there all fuckin' night. Bet I could get good and hard in a couple of minutes for this little slut and fuck her again," Jack whispered, trailing the tips of his fingers along her back and laughing as he watched her flesh pucker up into goose-pimples. "Hey, man, I think she could go again too."
"That's good, man. 'Cause I'm hot to stick my cock into her pussy."
Jack snickered, then braced his hands on either side of her shoulders and pulled out. Kathy grunted, snapping her head to one side as she felt the wide flanged prick pulling back from her slackening cunt. The walls trembled and her clit sputtered like a dying candle as inch by inch his cock slipped out. It was so weird, so strange feeling her elastic cuntal walls shrinking back together. Globs of his cum and her juice oozed from her cunt, wetting down her ass and thighs even more. "Uhhhhhhh...."
He was finally out! Kathy clawed at the carpeting, chewing on her lower lip. It was so...so empty in there, so terribly empty!
"She's all yours, man. Don't never say I don't share nothin' with my family," Jack said, standing up a little shakily and reaching for a dish towel to wipe himself off.
Byron looked down at the helpless girl, her thighs smeared with cum and cunt-juice and sweat.
"Man, she's been used. I gotta get some life back into the bitch. Let's take her downstairs, okay?" Byron said, raising his eyes and smiling at his cousin.
"Sure, why not?"
More hands grappled with the girl, lifting her under the arms from the floor and dragging her across the room. Jack had put his Levi's back on while Byron stuffed his cock back in his pants.
Where were they taking her? Kathy caught half glimpses of the room, of the long hall, of the kitchen where the dirty sink was filled with unwashed dishes. There was a door to the right of the grease-smeared refrigerator. In a moment she felt herself being guided down the wooden steps, the dank, cold smell of the cellar invading her nostrils.
"Over here."
Opening her eyes once more she looked heavy-lidded at a pair of chains hanging from the low-beam, unfinished ceiling. The links were approximately one inch long and made of rusty iron.
"It's my little playroom, baby. Your aunt's been down here before...along with a few others."
Byron and Jack stood on either side of her, gripping the girl by the arms and holding her hands tight over her head. Kathy shook herself back to reality quickly, tugging at the hands holding her. She jerked from side to side, feeling the slippery rub of her cum-smeared cunt lips. But the men were too strong and only laughed at her futile attempts at escape.
"I thought you were all tired, couldn't even move," Jack said.
"Yeah, man, you got some spunk left in you baby. That's good, 'cause I got plenty of spunk left in my balls. And when I'm through you're gonna be spittin' it outta your fuckin' mouth!"
There were two cuffs attached by swing links at either end of the two chains attached to the over-head beam. Byron held her around the waist, raising her slightly from the concrete floor while Jack opened the cuffs and slipped them around Kathy's wrists. Adjusting them, he grunted in a signal to his cousin to let the girl go.
She fell down, the cuffs stopping her abruptly from touching the floor. The rusty iron cut into her wrists, making her wince in pain. And the pulling, tugging weight of her body against her shoulders hurt so! She jiggled and bounced like a newly hung side of beef in a butcher shop. Hanging there she looked from man to man and realized her ordeal had only just begun.
CHAPTER SIX
Kathy threw her head back, her eyes focusing on the ceiling above her. She tried stretching her body just a little, just so she could touch the floor with her toes to ease the pulling strain on her shoulders. Oh, how they ached! The girl thought she could hear and feel something pop in them as she swung slightly from side to side. Turning her head, she looked first at Jack, then at Byron. How could she have been so foolish to have believed Jack would be nice to her, would ease her into womanhood as if he were her lover? Didn't she realize from spying on her aunt what kind of man this was?
"Man, this is something else," Jack muttered, rubbing his fingers over his fly.
"Hey, man. She's mine next. You got her in the cunt before," Byron said, watching his cousin and reading his mind.
"Yeah, yeah I know. But I forgot how fuckin' good it is to see a good-lookin' bitch like that swingin' from the chains. Man, you should've seen her aunt!" Jack said, wiping the back of one hand over his lips. "She screamed and carried on, and man, she loved every second of it. Seems like this little slut's a cut off the same block."
"Yeah, hope so," Byron said, rubbing his prick.
Kathy's mind whirled around, regaining its balance after the mind-blowing fuck upstairs. She could still feel cum and juice trickling down her thighs, but that wasn't her immediate problem. She was hanging there, her arms stretched high over her head, the iron cuffs cutting into her wrist flesh. And worse than that was Byron standing there before her, smiling strangely, cruelly at her. Kathy shuddered, feeling her sphincter failing her.
"Wanna smoke?"
She shook her head silently, biting down once more on her chewed lower lip. Byron snorted, looking around and finding a pack of cigarettes. Tapping one from the crumpled packet, he slipped it between his lips, lit it with a match, then pulled it out after taking a drag, blowing a cloud of acrid blue smoke into her face.
Kathy jerked her head around, closing her eyes and coughing from the vile odor. Her eyes stung from the cigarette smoke.
"Too bad. It might relax you," he said, taking another long draw, then pulling the cigarette from his mouth.
Kathy watched, her forehead wrinkling with fear, her eyes widening as the red glowing tip of the burning white cylinder came closer and closer. She watched the blue/gray smoke curling up toward the ceiling and pulled frantically once more at the cuffs. The chains rattled above her ominously, her body swaying slightly from left to right. Nothing could save her from this horror. She closed her eyes and moved her lips in silent prayer.
"I like a nice body like yours, baby. I like a nice girl, but you're no nice girl, are you?" Byron said mockingly, moving the cigarette to within an inch of her right thigh. Kathy whimpered, her mouth a tight scar while her teeth ground together.
"Please...."
"Please what? Fuck you? My cousin already did that and, man, did you like it!"
"Oh don't...don't touch me like that...."
Kathy tried cringing away, tugging at the chains above her, swinging back. But it was useless. She smelled the stinging odor of the burning tobacco and curled her toes until they cramped. The girl could almost feel the hot sting of the cigarette now as Byron held it even closer to her flesh. There was a hissing sound as fine invisible hairs on her thighs singed under the growing heat. Kathy shivered once more, feeling something very warm trickling down her inner thighs now.
"Hey, man, she's pissin' on herself!" Jack cried out, pointing to the slickness on her legs and laughing at the girl.
"Yeah, man, she can hardly wait till we get into her!"
It was degrading, humiliating beyond words! Kathy couldn't believe she was behaving like this! Pissing on herself in front of these men! And still there was that cigarette, that awful thing about to burn her. She writhed against that horrible iron bond above her, a little sob passing her lips.
"Uhhhhh...."
He had touched her with it! Oh God, he had touched her with that horrible burning tip. There was at first only the sensation of pressure, then of intense cold. And then the heat came, a terrible burning heat made her cry out in anguish.
"Yagggghhhhh!"
Kathy twisted and jerked in her chained bonds, her body bobbing up and down like that of a crazed puppet. The metal above her clanked and jiggled while her body swung from side to side. Tears streaked her face, dripping off her chin as she begged and pleaded with the men to let her go.
"No, baby, you're too much fun," Byron said, moving the cigarette along her thighs, closer and closer to her cunt.
"No, no, no!"
Kathy was screaming at the tops of her lungs, having thrown her head back and shouted toward the ceiling. The cords stood out from her neck while her fingers clawed at the merciless iron chains. Again and again she kicked her legs out, trying to knock away that terrible man causing her all this pain. But Byron kept ducking away and finally Jack came to his aid, moving around the girl. She felt his hands gripping her upper legs, pinning them against one another while Byron kept singeing her flesh with that horrible cigarette.
"Yagggghhhh!"
"No use, baby. This basement's soundproof. You could set off a bomb in here and nobody'd hear it outside."
The burning torch moved closer and closer to her pussy. Kathy stopped screaming, gritting her teeth so tightly together she thought they would break. Gasping, she could hear the whispering crackling sounds of her cunt-hairs burning under the fire. Singeing hair added to the odor of the tobacco, making the girl feel as if she were going to retch. She prayed that she could die, or at least pass out before the pain became too great.
There was more agony. The heat around her cunt felt as if he had set fire to her pussy with burning gasoline! Kathy shivered, her lips widely apart, but nothing except a rush of air came out. With a tearing pain in her throat more air went out, dragging a moan with it. Kathy felt more tears oozing from her eyes, streaking her flushed cheeks.
And then...and then the pain went away. Byron had pulled the cigarette away, taken another puff, then blown the smoke up into the girl's face. Again Kathy coughed, relieved that at least he had stopped burning her cunt. Her muscles relaxed, her body sagging downward.
"like I said, I like a nice cunt...and nice nipples. Yeah, nice pink nipples," Byron added, his voice barely a whisper.
"Wh...what?"
"I like 'em nice and pink...but they're better when they're a dark red. You know, just like they were when Jack was fuckin' you upstairs. They was good and red and hard up there, weren't they?"
"You bet, man. like a couple of tiny rocks," he agreed, enjoying this little show his cousin was putting on.
Kathy eyed the two men, still feeling the stinging burning pain of the cigarette. She blinked away the remaining tears, her eyes focused on Byron, her mind wondering what new horror he had planned for her.
"And you know what gets 'em nice and red...and not even havin' a guy fuckin' you?" Byron asked, his lips curling into a horrible, spine-chilling smile.
"No," she gasped, watching with horror as he moved the cigarette up to her once more.
But this time Byron was aiming for her tits. She sucked in a ragged breath, her nostrils flaring while her eyes widened once more. Her tits stood out even more as she held her breath. Byron smiled more broadly, bringing the tip of his cigarette to within an inch of her right nipple. Kathy wanted to turn her head away again, the burning smoke stinging her eyes. But she couldn't move. She was riveted to the spot, hanging there helplessly while this animal stood there with that weapon, about to hurt her again.
"No, oh no, no...."
Even from an inch away the cigarette was starting to burn the nipple. It hurt her! Oh, oh, how it hurt her! Kathy winced, drawing her head back. And yet something else was happening to her, something she couldn't quite understand. It was related somehow to what had happened upstairs between her and Jacksomething linking the pain and humiliation to the pleasure she had felt.
And now it was happening again. Only this time the link between the pain and pleasure was far more obvious. The sight of that burning cigarette, the feel of the heat stinging her nipple did something to her cunt, made her clit stand up once more from the surrounding wet flesh and sputter with excitement. It sent burning shivers of pain and delight rushing through her body. That shiver, of course, made Byron smile. The sadist in him was enjoying her fear.
"No, oh no, no...."
As Kathy stared, she watched him moving the cigarette closer and closer. And then...he touched it to her nipple. No, no, it couldn't be true! The girl couldn't believe it. Then the shock of hot, agonizing pain rushed through her chest. Screaming, pulling her legs against Jack's hard grip, the young blonde teen shrieked until her throat was raw.
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah, lemme hear it," Byron said, keeping the cigarette pressed against her injured nipple until Kathy thought she was going to faint. Again he pulled it away, reaching up and slapping her hard across the face with his free hand. "I wanna hear you scream, bitch! I wanna hear you beg me to stop!" He slapped her again, backhanding her more violently. The knuckles bruising her chin, knocking her half senseless. Her cries dwindled to a few moans, and once more the girl hung helplessly in her chains.
"She had enough? You wanna get into her now?" Jack asked, dropping his hold on Kathy.
Byron threw the cigarette to the floor, crushing it with his heel.
"Not yet. I got other plans for this one," he said, reaching down and pulling his belt from around his Levi's. Jack smiled, nodding in approval.
"Yeah, that's good. I used it on her old lady. Bet she goes freaky with the first touch."
Kathy shook the hair from her eyes and stared down. Oh God, God, Byron had the belt in his hands, looped the way she remembered Jack having it. It was a replay of the other night, only this time she was the star!
"No, oh no!"
It couldn't be happening to her. This was some terrible nightmare. She'd awaken and find herself safe in her bed and...
"Uhhhhh...."
There was that dry smacking sound, the same sound she remembered hearing through the partially opened bedroom window as she crouched below and listened to her aunt's squeals of pain and delight.
Kathy felt the doubled belt slicing into her belly flesh, making the flat muscles contract. She jerked and bobbed, her arms tensing while her legs kicked out. Byron backed away for a moment, watching her twist and writhe helplessly under the yellow soft glow of the bare overhead light. Kathy slowly calmed down, feeling the pressure in her shoulder joints start to hurt. The strain on her wrists and shoulders grew worse and worse as she tried to twist her pussy away from Byron.
"That's it, baby, that's it. Just tenderizin' the meat."
The big blond stud held up the belt, touching the looped end under her right tit and hefting it. He touched her nipple, rolling it around. Kathy felt a shiver of sensation flutter from her nipple to her spine to her cunt. Fanning out her toes until they cramped, the girl waited, waited for the next killing blow. Letting out a shuddering breath, Kathy watched with rounded eyes.
"Nice, nice," Byron breathed, walking around in front of her.
Glancing down, she saw the bulge pressing up against the front of his Levi's, tenting up the faded material. His prick. His cock. He would be fucking her, fucking her as hard and as brutally as his cousin had. There was a quick, violent, savage movement in front of her, too fast for her eyes to catch. And then suddenly a sharp pain flashed across her jaw. Her tits bobbed and jerked from the impact, the vibration sending more pain and heat rushing into her brain. Her right nipple was next to feel the blow of his doubled belt, nearly tearing from the surrounding flesh as the leather sliced into her body once again. "Nooooo!"
Kathy's head snapped from side to side, her hair splashing over her face. The pulled-flat muscles of her belly tensed then quivered. Byron still smiled grimly up at her, working his lips against one another while the belt trembled in his big hand.
"Uhhhhhgggghhhh!"
There was another blow, this one extraordinarily savage as he sent the belt across her lower belly with brutal violence. Kathy pulled up, drawing her body away from him for only a moment as she screamed and yowled from the pain.
With another swift move Byron struck her just under her knee cap with the belt. As Kathy jerked her legs away, he reached forward, twisting his fingers in her blonde curly cuntal hairs and tugged. The girl thought he was going to tear her to pieces. She cried out, snapping her legs up, again kicking at him, her cries choked by her sobs and tears.
"Nooo...aagggghhhh!"
The twisting, tearing pain between her legs was killing her! And he kept pulling, kept twisting the hairs, tugging them from their roots while keeping clear of her flailing legs. Snapping her head back, crying at the ceiling, Kathy once again prayed she would pass out. Dear God, dear God, why wouldn't it happen? Her muscles bulged against her flesh, the tendons stood out as Byron kept torturing her with his hand and belt.
He moved around now, slicing the black leather back and forth, up and down over her jiggling ass cheeks. It was like being spanked by a maniac! Her ass cheeks heated up quickly, long red marks appearing on the curved white flesh. She felt her ass cheeks bouncing, jiggling under the quick savage blows of the black belt. Kathy swung back and kicked at him with no success. Oh, oh, how long could this torture go on?
Her ass was on fire. For a moment the blonde teen thought she could feel her ass splitting. Her ass cheeks heated fast under the steady beating, reddening to scarlet under the continued blows. The blazing agony of her plump, taut ass now radiated to her cunt. Yes, there was a connection, a definite connection between the two. Once more juice began to build up in her pussy, wetting down her lips, then finally trickling through the blonde cuntal thicket to her whip-striped thighs.
Byron was concentrating on lashing her ass now. Again and again the belt curled into her sweaty tight asscrack, the leather getting dangerously close at times to her pussy. Kathy yammered for mercy, begging Byron to stop the blows. But he only laughed at her. With despair overwhelming her, the girl let her ass cheeks open as if she were about to take a shit.
That was exactly what Byron was waiting for. With a slashing overhead stroke he ripped the end of the belt down her asscrack, making her sphincter muscles clamp shut like the halves of a clamp. For a moment it felt as if he had pressed a thousand burning cigarettes to her injured ass.
"Uhghhhhhh...yaggghhh!"
Kathy shrieked loudly once more, her voice straining past a shrill cry. The incredible pain of the assault on her ass-hole blazed a Shockwave up to her brain. She jerked convulsively, crazed signals of pain and pleasure overriding one another. Another blow, this one more powerful, more savage than the last, sent showers of sparks tickling her pussy, making her clit tingle even more.
"Oh, baby, baby, you're one hell of a cunt, you know that?" Byron said, resting for one moment. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with one hand, tapping the looped belt against one thigh.
"You keep beatin' her and she ain't gonna have no skin left to fuck."
"Don't worry about it. We know what the fuck we're doin', right Cuz?"
Kathy felt another blow, and then another directed against her ass. She curled her fingers around the chains holding her arms prisoner, clawing up, knotting the muscles of her arms. A strange fire started in the rim of her ass-hole as he moved the belt again and again against her jiggling ass.
And then it was gone. Kathy tensed for several more seconds, waiting for another blow. It would be just like him to let her think it was all over and then catch her by surprise with another attack. But this one seemed over. Thank God, thank God. She sagged once more in her chains, letting her head fall forward, her hair curtaining her flushed face.
The battle was over, but not the war. Byron still had a hard cock and was still bent on fucking her. At this point, with her flesh still stinging and smarting under the belting, Kathy didn't much care what happened to her next.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"She's a wild bitch," Byron gasped, rubbing his cock through his pants.
"Yeah, man, she's hot for anything," Jack agreed, his cock tenting up the front of his Levi's.
"Seems a shame we shouldn't try out somethin' really freaky on this slut."
Kathy raised her head, peering through the blonde hairs that had fallen over her face. Oh, how her arms ached, how her shoulders throbbed from the agony of being chained to the rafters like this. She wriggled her toes again, feeling still the sting of the black leather belt on her flesh.
The blonde teen sagged, the rusty iron cuffs hurting her wrists all the more. She could feel something moist sliding over her flesh up there. Blood? Sweat? The girl whimpered, closing her eyes in defeat. She was too terrified to look up, to glance at her own tormented body. What had they done to her? Oh what had they done? How her wrists burned from the constant pulling and chafing!
"Yeah. Come on, got something over here," Jack said, eying the helpless girl for a moment, then moving over to a low workbench on the other side of the basement.
Kathy watched as he pulled open the top drawer and rattled around inside. Byron laughed, turning around and sneering at the hanging teen. When Jack next turned around he had what looked like a cock in his hand.
"You ever seen a dildo before?" he asked, his forehead wrinkling with amusement. How his black eyes danced with evil mischief as he held that horrible thing loosely in one hand.
"N-nooooo!" Kathy said, her eyes rounding as she took in that thing.
It was fat, huge, bigger even than Jack's prick! The pink latex cock was heavily ribbed with what looked like veins, the base flaring out slightly around his fingers. Dangling from that base was a small rubber tube with a bulb at the end.
"This is something new, a little different from the run-of-the-mill dildo," Jack said, rubbing the fat head against one cheek absently while staring narrow-eyed at the trembling girl. "Women use things like this to have some fun when there aren't any guys around." Jack toyed with the small black bulb. "But this is somethin' I came up with. Watch."
He reached around and squeezed that little ball. Immediately the big thing began to change shape, swelling, twisting around, small and large bumps both appearing on the ribbed surface. Kathy shuddered, turning her face away from the thing.
"And I can fill this thing with water...nice cold water, somethin' to cool off your hot pussy," Jack added.
"You wouldn't," Kathy gasped, her fingers working once more against the chains. She had to escape from here. They were crazy! They would kill her with their weird experiments!
"And there's a collar right at the end here," Jack continued as if he hadn't heard her. "Right here, sealing the area so the water inside keeps goin' in. Might even crack you wide open like I almost did with my prick."
"No!"
It was mad, insane! Again the frantic blonde teen jerked her body on the chains, kicking forward, snapping her head up and looking up at the cuffs holding her wrists captive. Nothing, nothing could help her. She sobbed, shaking the tears from her cheeks, looking back down and watching Jack go to the cold water tap and fill the dildo half full with water.
"Let me get 'er ready for the fuckin' thing," Byron said, holding his hand out and stepping in front of the girl.
"What are...you doing...ohhhh!"
She felt Byron's hands slipping around to her ass, his fingers digging into the soft, whipped, resilient flesh. She could feel his breath blowing into her cunt, moving the feathery soft blonde cuntal curls. And then there was his tongue! Oh yes, that tongue, that wonderful warm thing stretching out and licking up and down the puffed outer edges of her pussylips.
In a second she remembered Janice saying something about her boyfriend having nearly put his mouth to her cunt. Kathy hadn't thought that much about it before, but now a guy was actually doing it to her, pressing his lips against her labia and licking down, down into her hot tight crack. That delicious touch took some of the pain away from her arms. Letting her head fall back, the moaning girl rubbed her thighs together, feeling the sweep of her blonde hair over her back.
"Yeah, nice and hot. Man, she's got juice comin' outta her again. She's ready for a good fuckin' with that damned thing," Byron said, moving back and pulling out several cunt-hairs from between his teeth.
"Good!"
Jack tightened his grip around the dildo and stepped in front of the girl. He moved the latex head teasingly up and down, up and down over her spit-slicked cunt lips. Kathy shivered, dropping her head down over her spit-slicked cunt lips. Kathy shivered, dropping her head to peer down at him, then turning her face away, unable to watch her own torment.
He was forcing it in, actually forcing it into her young pussy. That thing was thicker than Jack's cock. The girl grimaced, a sob of agony passing from between her parted lips as the dildo began stretching her cuntal membranes. It slid past the curled lips of her pussy, butting and boring into her hot little cuntslit. Kathy gasped, then sucked in a deep breath and held it as she watched Jack's face glowing with pleasure. Terror once more knifed through the girl. The big stud was enjoying this immensely. He was enjoying her pain, her distress more than he would have enjoyed fucking her. Yes, she could see that now. She should have seen that earlier when he was torturing her aunt.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Jack was twisting that thing, twisting it as if it were a blade! Kathy screamed, her arm muscles knotting up once more while her knees jerked up to her belly. Her tits bounced off her chest, slapping together while the cords and veins in her neck stood out. She thought her body was going to split in two. Oh God, the pain, that horrible stretching agony, was almost too great for her to stand! She begged him again and again to pull that dildo out, to stop this pain that was killing her.
"I'll do anything! Oh p-p-ppleeeaaassseee! I'll do anything, suck cock, anything...b...b...but please stop!" she babbled.
Jack only laughed savagely at her cries, twisting the dildo around more violently and watching the girl bounce and jerk on her chains.
"You've been cock teasin' for a long time, I'll bet," Jack muttered, snapping another inch of the plastic cock into the girl and smiling more broadly when he heard her shriek.
Kathy curled her spine, feeling all her muscles cramping painfully as her body tried futilely to reject that horrible intrusion.
"Bet you wiggled that ass around and made all the guys hot for you. Then you didn't put out. Yeah, well you put out to me, and now you're puttin' out to this mother. You're gonna find out the real meanin' of pain tonight, baby. The real meanin'...."
"Wh...what kind of person are you?" she gasped.
"The kind you dig, baby. You like this. Don't tell me nothin' different," Jack said, seeing the girl about to protest. "You and your fuckin' aunt are the same kinda woman...dig this shit. You're gonna get it tonight, and good!"
Again the girl sagged, hanging by her wrists and ankles in complete defeat. She knew what he wanted-her body as a toy, something just to play with to amuse himself with. She was worthless as an individual, as Kathy. She was just a young cunt ready for fucking and torture.
"God!"
He kept screwing the dildo in, watching her body tremble and shiver under the constant pressure, laughing at her, telling her how much more pain she was going to have to suffer before he and his cousin let her down again. And then...and then, thank God, the dildo was all the way in! Kathy felt the suction cup at the base of that thing pressing against her cunt lips. Jack was checking it out, making sure the seal was tight. Oh God, it felt like a pole had impaled her, splitting her body, tearing it into two parts!
"We're gonna start." Jack's eyes glittered, focusing up at the shivering naked blonde teen.
Kathy gritted her teeth, ready for the pain she knew would surely follow. Jack toyed with the ball a little more, then tightened his fingers around the black bulb. The girl gasped, then felt frigid water seeping into her heated cunt.
"Eeeyyyaaaggghhhhh!" Kathy screamed.
"Go for it baby, go for it!"
Again she tried climbing the chains, her fingers grasping the cold iron links, her muscles knotting while her head snapped from side to side. Strands of her blonde hair clung to her dampened cheeks and forehead while her knees jerked up and out. No, no, she had to get away from that chilling pain. But that was impossible! How could she get away from her own body? Again the young girl shrieked, her fingernails breaking against the cold rusty iron keeping her prisoner.
More water, more of that icy water! The cold fluid splashed around inside her, washing her down, making her writhe in agony as her membranes, stretched by the dildo, tried to contract. Of course the thick plastic cock kept her tissues from tightening. They stretched all the more in their attempt to shrink back to normal size. The resulting sensation made her scream again and again and again.
"Yeah, yeah. That's the way I like to hear my women," Jack said.
"No, oh God, no," Kathy sobbed, the water finally stopping for a moment.
She peered down heavy-lidded at the men standing below her! How her flesh shivered at their sight. Kathy wondered if they were going to let her go at all. There were stories in the newspapers all the time about young girls found tortured to death, their nude bodies mute testimony to some horror they had suffered earlier. Would some hiker find her body in some canyon? What would her mother and aunt think?
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah...."
Sweat beaded Jack's forehead as he stared at the way the teen writhed, frantically trying to escape the cold. He squeezed the bulb once more, sending another shower of ice into her cunt. Kathy stiffened, her eyes glazing over while her mouth opened and torrent after torrent of pained shrieks ripped from her throat.
"Yaggggghhhhhh!"
Kathy felt her body ballooning, blowing up like some water sack. Surely her pussy would rip from having so much liquid in it. Kathy felt a combination of pain and bitter cold mingling with the heavy pressure in her cunt. And then the water stopped. She sagged again in her chains, taking inventory of the situation. Jack had dropped the bulb, stepping back and admiring his handiwork.
"Please, let it out...let the water out," she gasped.
The pressure was horrible. Squeezing her ass muscles, wriggling from side to side, Kathy tried to force the water out. But the suction cup held, keeping the water packed down in her pussy. "Please...."
Jack stepped up to her, moving closer to the dildo and the hanging bulb. He looked down and played with the dildo again, watching the girl writhe in agony at the slightest pressure.
"Okay, man, you wanna ass-fuck 'er?"
What? What were they saying? Kathy blinked her eyes open, peering down in disbelief at the men standing there.
"Yeah, but with somethin' I saw down there in the drawer," Byron said, going back to the workbench for a moment.
There were more sounds, then he returned with a strange device. It was the opposite of the screwing clamps she had seen him use on her aunt. It was something like a speculum, that u-shaped thing the doctors used on women when they did an examination. Moving around, Byron slipped it between the hot sweaty split separating her buttocks. Kathy whimpered and gasped with fear and pain. Oh God, God, he was sliding that thing into her ass-hole!
"Stop it! No, no, you can't to this to me! Oh...oh no! No, don't! God in heaven, stop them! Stop them from doing this!" Kathy shrieked, jerking her head up, her fingers grasping the chains.
But Byron kept up, slipping the narrow lips of that odd object into her ass. Kathy groaned, tensing her ass cheeks, trying to make them close. But the cold metal speculum refused to slip out. He was pushing the thing in, into her ass. And then...and then there was the turn of the screw, the gradual widening of her ass-hole. Kathy screamed, pushing her head forward. Her cheeks were puffed out and red while the veins stood out on her forehead. She kept on screaming, unsure of what was the greater pain-her cunt or her ass.
"Here, use this," Jack said, pushing a small box over with his foot.
"Yeah, better leverage."
Byron stood on the box, hooking his fingers over her jutting hipbones and reaching up to pinch her nipples. Kathy felt the fingers cruelly squeezing her tit nubs and cried out once more. Then the hands were gone. There was the sound of his zipper opening, the rushing of his pants over his flesh, and then the feel of his fat cock against her ass.
"Oh no, no!"
Kathy's eyes bugged out, her jaw slackened while her nostrils flared. Spittle oozed out from the corners of her mouth as she felt him tighten the screw even more, stretching her ass to the tearing point.
"Yiiiiiii!"
His hands were back on her lips, holding her tightly while his cock slipped all the way in. That horrible screwing speculum had made ass-fucking so easy for Byron. He groaned, pressing his chest against her back while his knees pushed up against her legs. The girl swung slightly from side to side as his long, fat cock wriggled its way into her bowels.
"Noooooo!" she screamed.
It was like having a huge lump of shit being forced back into her body. Her thigh muscles cramped painfully while she felt her intestines straining around the buried cock. Again and again Kathy flexed her naked ass cheeks, trying to force that horrible intrusion from her body. But Byron was holding her too strongly. Besides, there was that terrible clamp keeping her ass-hole opening, forcing the muscles to remain open in spite of the cramping sensation around her ass-hole.
Sweat streaked the girl's body as Byron started to fuck her ass with greater and greater fury.
"Here, man, somethin' else to turn the bitch on," Jack said from below.
Kathy opened her eyes and saw Jack standing there now with small pieces of rubber tubing. He tied one around her right tit, cutting the blood supply, but forcing what blood there was in her tit into her nipple. It made the nub stiff, red and rigid, something Byron commented on when he moved his hands back up to her tits.
"Oh God! God!" she shouted.
Jack did the same to her other tit, watching as both nipples swelled and turned to a dark red.
"Oh man, man, what a good fuck, good fuck!" Byron muttered into the nape of her neck.
"Uhhhhh...."
He was pinching her nipples hard now. Those rubber tubes had made them so sensitive, so very sensitive. She thought he was going to tear them from her body.
"Oh no...."
And yet there was something unleashed in her body, something that made all this pleasant to at least one part of her mind. Kathy sobbed and gasped, feeling heated pleasure starting to burn through her body in spite of the coldness of the water bloating her cunt. She tried closing the pleasure from her, thinking she could never enjoy monstrous happenings.
But there was no way she could overlook the pleasure coursing through her veins each time Byron chugged his cock through her ass, his balls slapping against the rounded bottoms of her ass cheeks.
And when he started to pull his cock all the way from her ass Kathy thought he was yanking a handful of her guts out! Then he was back inside her once more, that odd fullness inside her bowels exciting her more and more. Wrong, it was so wrong to feel this. And yet it was that ungodly sensation of being fucked in the ass that was turning her on-that and the dildo and the tubes tight around her nipples.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Byron was getting wilder, thrusting back and forth, gradually speeding his cockstrokes until Kathy thought her ass would catch fire. Heat sliced into the sides of her stiff clit as the water sloshed around in her stretched pussy.
"No, don't...don't touch it!"
But he was already touching the dildo, moving one hand around her hip and forcing the thing even deeper into her body. The girl whimpered and gasped. Oh, what pain! And yet there were those rushes of delight, those horrible rushes of pleasure that made her gasp. How it hurt! Kathy felt the pain. But with that hurt was a thrilling sensation, one that made her lose her breath.
"No...stop!"
"Don't worry, baby, I ain't gonna stop," Byron grunted as he kept pummeling her ass-hole with his prick.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Ughhhh...ohhhhhhh noooooo!"
Byron was puffing behind her, his hand pinching her flesh, tearing at it. The girl gasped and sobbed. But this time her moans and screams were mixed with something else. Yes, there was something besides the pain racking her cunt that made her cry out. Her cunt throbbed as the pressure seemed to build. But the resulting agony was making her feel wonderful, sending thrills shooting through her. Her ass-hole started tightening on the sliding cock. My God! What was she doing? Instead of trying to work her hips away from that fucking prick, Kathy found herself raising her hips, actually moving them toward his sock.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
She was rutting once more. Only this time it was more than a simple fuck. They were doing strange things, hurting her, degrading and tormenting her. And she was twisting like a whore in heat under their torture! She loved it! God in heaven help her, but she loved it!"
"Yeah, baby, use them hips! Yeah, that's the way I dig it. I like to see my cunts have a little action. Yeah, move it!" Byron gasped.
"No, no...."
"Come on, baby, tell us how much you love it," Jack said, stretching up one hand and slapping her on the chin.
"No!" She couldn't say that, couldn't admit to something like that.
"The truth, bitch!"
Again he slapped her, backhanding the screaming blonde teen, then slapping her forward once more. Kathy's head snapped from side to side, her long blonde hair whipping across her flushed face. They were knocking her senseless, fucking her into a stupor. What could she say? What could she do? The water splashed around in her cunt once more from the violent twisting of her body. Hanging there, the cuffs biting into her flesh, the cock slicing into her ass, those horrible tubes pinching her nipples, the young girl was beside herself with sensation.
"Oh...I love it...love it," she muttered, her head hanging down.
Oh yes, yes, she loved it. As horrible as it was to admit, the young teen knew she loved it! Pain had become a part of fucking as far as she was concerned. These men had showed her this, had trained her for it. She had begun as a young virgin, but she would come out of here an experienced woman, experienced in the horrors and joys of pain and fucking.
Byron stabbed into her ass more viciously than before, pounding violently into the tight grip of her ass. Kathy cried out, writhing all the more violently from the renewed assault. She swayed her body from side to side, ignoring the painful pull of the chains and cuffs around her wrists. On and on the cock fucked into her ass chute, feeling like a long, fat red-hot iron. At times Byron moved his hips from side to side to make her feel his cock more. Tears of shame, anger and pain streaked her face as the girl was forced to endure this agony.
"Oh...ooooohhhhh!"
Byron was doing something...something...oh God!
"What...what's happening to meeeee?"
He had pressed something-a switch?-on the underside of the dildo. There had to be some small battery back on the bottom and now that thing was vibrating, actually shivering inside her! It was as if someone had attached an electric wire to her pussy! The girl shivered and shuddered, throwing her head from side to side as she felt the water bubble and churn inside her pussy. The pain was starting to become more and more acute. This time there was no series of small, minor climaxes as she had had when Jack had fucked her. No. This time it was all building up to one big blow-off. Her pussy was adding to the quantity of water trapped inside. Yes, cunt-juice was flowing into her plugged hole. She was hot, very, very hot, as excited as she had been when Jack had first fucked her and torn apart her cherry!
"Yyagggghhhhh!"
His fingers squeezed her ass-hole as he fucked her hard and fast.
"Man, gonna kill you with my cock. Gonna fuck you to death!" he gasped.
Kathy didn't care. She didn't care if he killed her with his cock. She wanted to be overwhelmed by it, mastered by it. She cried out, feeling his cruel fingers playing with her stiff nipples, squeezing them hard while making them hurt even more. And all the while that awful vibrating dildo suctioned into her cunt, keeping up the building pressure. Oh, oh, every square inch of her body was stimulated beyond endurance. Soon she would cum! These men, these vile men with their hellish instruments of torment were going to make her climax in this horror show. And how she loved no it! Oh yes, yes, she was going to reach a climax like few women achieved! Instinctively Kathy realized this. "Uhhhhhh...."
"Go for it, bitch. Come on, pop off. Make it with my buddy inside you like that! Come on, you Goddamned whore! Make it!" Jack encouraged.
His arms held her legs as Kathy twisted madly on the clattering chains. Oh, the pain, the pain was almost mind-numbing. But her brain remained active, registering all the conflicting feelings coursing through her body now as Kathy found herself teetering on the brink of orgasm.
"Fuck, fuck
Byron pumped faster and faster. Then suddenly Kathy felt a searing sensation shoot through her ass. It was so powerful, so overwhelming she couldn't control herself.
"Gaaaaannnghhhhh!"
Yes, yes, she was cumming! She felt wave after orgasmic wave crash over her, destroy her, shatter her as if she were made of glass. Her entire body seemed to fuse into one single orgasmic unit.
"Ohhhh baby, baby," Byron crooned, still stroking into her ass. "You've shot off, huh? Yeah, you dig this, man. She kept sayin' she didn't want me to fuck her. But all the time she was beggin' for it, wanting my cock. I bet you ain't popped all the way. Not yet."
He kept fucking into her, smoothing his hands around her belly, toying with that awful dildo. And then the girl realized he was right. She hadn't achieved the massive climax she knew was around the corner. The tightness was building up again quickly as he sawed his fat, bloated cock in and out of her ass. He was making that dildo vibrate all the more quickly-or was that just her imagination? Reality and fantasy seemed merged now, floating around together in her confused head. And all the while Byron was behind her, calling her foul names, biting the back of her neck, nearly tearing her to pieces with his clawing fingers while his prick kept hammering away against her ass.
"Aaaaccchhhhh...fuck...fuck, man, fuck it out!"
She felt something like jellied jets of burning gasoline burning into her ass-hole. His cum! He was firing his load into her ass, filling her up with his jizz. Kathy threw her head back and let out a painful yowl. She was cumming again, only this time the orgasm was far more powerful than her first. Byron sensed this and just as she reached her mind-shattering peak he worked his fingers around the dildo, tugging at the suction cup. There was a hissing sound and then the cup popped free. "Ohhhhhhh!"
With a gurgling rush the super-heated water gushed out of her pussy, the contracting cuntal walls spasming all that much harder with the sudden release of the liquid pressure. Kathy's mind whirled about madly, splintering into millions of brightly colored pieces. Her legs jerked up, kicked out, kicked back while her fingers again clawed at the rattling chains above her. Oh, oh, she wished this sensation could go on for years and years! Never had she believed a human being capable of sustaining such pleasure! Her nipples, her ass-hole, the buckling walls of her convulsing pussy, everything was caught up in the fiery whirlwind of her massive climax.
In a moment it was over. Kathy sagged in the cuffs, feeling every ounce of strength seeping from her. Byron pulled back steadily, his softening prick slipping from her ass-hole with a sucking sound.
"Good, baby, real good."
He pulled the metal clamp from her ass, letting it fall with a clatter to the ground while Jack untied the tubing around her nipples. The dildo had fallen to the floor while the girl had writhed in her chains in the throes of orgasm.
"Yeah, I ain't seen nothin' like that for a long time," Byron agreed.
"Just...just let me go."
Kathy was starting to feel the shame, the horrible shame of having given in to her baser feelings. She was hanging there, a monument to her shame.
"Just to make sure the little bitch doesn't get funny with us, I want her back here...let's say in about three days," Jack said, standing up and releasing both cuffs. Byron grabbed the girl as she fell limply toward the floor.
"No, oh I can't...I won't," she sobbed, twisting her face away from the men.
"Sure you will. You want this, baby, you want it all. And you got a nice little friend up the street, right? That Janice cunt? I wanna see her here with you then. We got some plans for both of you."
"Oh, don't...don't make me do that!" she pleaded.
Jack sneered at her, reaching forward and tangling his fingers in her hair. He yanked back hard, making her eyelids flutter with pain.
"You don't have a choice. You don't cooperate and we'll come searchin' for you. Ain't no tellin' what the fuck we'd do to you and your aunt if you made us mad. Understand?"
Kathy felt her heart pounding with fear again. They had all enjoyed this spree. But there was still that streak of evil in Byron and Jack, an awful streak she didn't want to see unleashed on her and her family. Gritting her teeth together, knowing she was sacrificing her new friend to these animals, she nodded her head up and down.
"Now get dressed and get the fuck outta here," Jack muttered, releasing her hair and stretching his muscled arms over his head while he yawned. "I'm so fuckin' tired I could drop right here."
They dressed her and pushed her out the back door, laughing as she stumbled forward and nearly fell flat on her face. Stopping at the edge of the property, Kathy looked up at the darkened windows of her aunt's house. No, Aunt Emily was still asleep, unaware of what her niece had been doing. Kathy felt a tear fall from her eyes. Was she crying for her lost innocence? For the way she had betrayed her aunt, her mother? She didn't know. She was only aware of a bone-crushing fatigue and the pain in her cunt, ass and nipples. Yes, she could understand why her aunt had worn that long-sleeved gown the morning after.
She rubbed her wrists together, feeling the chafed flesh throbbing with pain. No, she couldn't let her aunt see those marks. Aunt Emily would know immediately what had happened and God only knows what she would do then. Kathy shuddered, imagining the look on her mother's face once she found out her daughter had not only been with a man, but had allowed herself to be tortured in this foul way. No, that would never happen. Janice would be her insurance policy of secrecy. It was a terrible, awful thing for her to do. But Kathy could see no other way out.
* * *
The next two days dragged by. Kathy kept her hands hidden from her aunt as best she could, wearing long skirts even in the warm weather to conceal the belt marks Jack and Byron had given her. Getting Janice to come over to that house was another matter. It was only with the greatest coaxing and with the lie that she had had such a good time fucking Jack that she finally managed to convince her friend to accompany her the third evening after her initial fuck.
"Are you sure it's all right?" Janice whispered, crouching down with Kathy in the bushes as they tip-toed through the leafy barrier toward Jack's house.
"You said you wanted to get fucked, didn't you?" Kathy said, looking over her shoulder, reproachfully at her friend. How the tables had turned! Janice had been so knowing, so sophisticated about sex-or so it had seemed. And now it was Kathy leading her friend into the pit of hell!
"Yes, but I don't even know Jack or his cousin," Janice said, hesitating again. She tugged at her friend's sweater. "Besides, we told my mom we were going to the movies. That means we have to be back in a couple of hours. Isn't that kinda rushing things?"
"You said you wanted to feel a guy in you. And you know how long it's gonna take with some of these guys around here," Kathy said, sighing, then glancing over at the lighted windows in Jack's home.
They were waiting for her, waiting for her and her unwilling victim in the bushes. She could tell Janice the truth, tell it and save her friend. Yet there was that threat of retribution Jack had hurled at her. No, the die was cast. She knew she had to go through with it.
"But...well, I mean, just picking any guy doesn't seem right."
Kathy touched her friend gently on the right shoulder. "He's great. Wait till you see him! Come on."
Janice went along reluctantly, freeing her long brown hair from some entangling bushes. While they walked toward the back kitchen door Kathy wondered if her Aunt Emily had paid a visit to Jack and Byron. She had been gone for some time last night, supposedly on a shopping spree. But she wouldn't have been surprised if her aunt had slipped in and enjoyed the services of both men. What life was turning out to be! How complicated, how devious! Never, never before would she have guessed that there were people around in the world who enjoyed doing this sort of thing!
"It's okay," Kathy said reassuringly, curling her fingers into a fist and rapping on the window pane. There was still time to get away, still time to push her friend from the stoop. Then Kathy saw a shadow rise on the other side of the curtained back door. It was too late. She and Janice would have to suffer the consequences.
"Right on time," Jack said, opening the door and glancing back at the round red wall clock over the refrigerator. His eyes moved to Janice, who seemed to shrink visibly from his stare. Apparently the girl wasn't as sophisticated as she had seemed at first. Kathy felt a smile creeping over her lips as she stepped in.
"Come on!"
Janice stepped in, looking back ruefully in the direction of Kathy's house. "Your aunt...."
The door slammed shut hard, the panes rattling from the force of the blow. Janice jumped, putting her hands on Kathy's shoulders. Byron stepped in from the living room, a beer can in one hand. It was a replay of several nights ago, only this time Kathy had brought someone with her, a victim to the sacrificial table.
"This here's Byron, my cousin."
"Kathy, I think I wanna go home," Janice said, backing away. Jack stepped behind her, blocking her exit.
"Ain't no way you're gettin' outta here. We got plans for you."
"No, you're...you're wrong. There's some mistake," Janice babbled, looking with wide eyes at her friend for support.
"She ain't gonna help you. She brought you here, you dumb cunt," Byron said, his straight double row of white teeth showing.
"No!" Janice looked with disbelief at Kathy.
"I...I'm sorry, Jan. I had to do it "
Kathy began, feeling terrible about the whole mess.
"Don't matter about feelin' sorry or not," Byron interjected. He stepped up to the frantic girl who eyed him with growing horror.
"Let's go downstairs. Jan, you should ask Kathy about going downstairs. She knows all about it," Jack said laughingly.
"Why?" The girl's eyes filled with tears as
Byron pushed her forward. She crashed into her friend.
"I...I can't explain. We have to follow them," Kathy said in a muted whisper, turning from her new friend and walking almost like a dead woman.
How could she explain all the feelings she had suffered, the fear of exposure she now felt? She turned around and saw Janice walking behind her toward the door, her eyes wide, her nostrils flared. Oh, what would she think when she got downstairs and saw all those...those devices Jack had?
They reached the cellar, Jack in front, Byron bringing up the rear. There were all sorts of things out-belts, paddles, and the chains and cuffs that had held her so tightly in their grip several days ago were still dangling from the ceiling. Janice looked at all this open-mouthed, then turned to Kathy.
"They...they can't be serious!" she gasped, shrugging her head into her shoulders protectively, all her former bravado gone.
"You bet we are, baby. And you're gonna see just how serious we are-along with your little friend, there," Byron said, nodding toward Kathy.
Dear God. It was starting all over again!
CHAPTER NINE
Kathy was having trouble catching her breath. She watched as Byron and Jack moved a large wooden cask obviously filled with some liquid. She could hear the sloshing of something inside-oh God, how it reminded her of the cold water Jack had injected into her cunt three nights ago while Byron ass-fucked her out of her mind! Now she stood there, feeling her head pound more violently, feeling her heart beating so hard she thought it would rip right through her rib cage. Turning to the left, she saw her girlfriend was having the same difficulty.
"What...what've you done to me?" Janice wailed, biting down on her lower lip.
"I...I'm sorry, Janice. I just couldn't say no to them," Kathy said, leaning toward her friend. Oh, how foul she felt! She had betrayed a friend for this!
"Both of you like to trot your ass around town, showin' off and the givin' nothin', " Jack growled, positioning the keg directly over a five-inch diameter floor drain.
Again the liquid inside sloshed around, making Kathy's flesh crawl. Janice would soon learn the meaning of fear and pain around here. She could see in the men's eyes it would be a long evening.
"We been workin' on a couple of ideas Jack had," Byron said. "Somethin' to give me nice memories before I go back home."
Kathy's eyes dropped to Jack's black boots for some reason. They were dirty, scuffed badly from use. She shivered, rubbing her fingers over her upper arms.
"Okay, babes, strip!"
Janice covered her mouth with one hand, stifling a scream. She was about to protest when Kathy lay one hand on her shoulder.
"Don't. They'll only hit you...they did that to me," she warned, eying the men.
"Oh God!"
Janice pulled her clothing off reluctantly, sniffing sorrowfully. Kathy was faster, almost enthusiastic as she unbuttoned her white blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders. She had worn no bra. She knew what awaited her in the basement of Jack's home. Underclothing would have been superfluous.
"Get that fuckin' stock over here," Jack said, nodding his head in the direction of the far wall.
Byron moved in the shadows, grunting as he began pulling something very heavy and tall toward the center of the low-ceilinged room. He had to duck his head to avoid banging his forehead against the dangling chains and cuffs.
"What...what on earth is it?" Janice gasped, her eyes wide.
Kathy too stared wildly at the device. It looked like some of those pictures she had seen of New England stocks, instruments of punishment used by the Puritans. There were two sets of holes, the top two somewhat smaller than the others. The vertical board was broken into three sections, a set of hinges on the right side bolted to the board at each point where it had been cut completely across. At the base four boards at either end of the vertical stock acted as braces to keep it steady and upright.
"Somethin' new, like I said. You'll be the first one, bitch. Come on, baby, you like this shit. Move it!"
Kathy glanced sideways at Janice, then shuffled to the strange device. Quickly Jack opened the top board and thrust Kathy's arms through the smaller top holes, locking it in place. The girl pulled back, her fingers curling, her breath becoming raspy with panic.
"No! Not again!" she cried.
"What did you think was gonna happen here, you dumb slut? Hunt Easter eggs?"
Byron and Jack opened the bottom portion next, making sure the first set of hinges was secured. Byron grabbed her legs just below her knees, bending them, then shoving them through the opened bottom holes. The device clamped shut at last, completely trapping the helpless young blonde teen. Janice looked on in horror as her friend's arms and legs were shoved through the holes of the stock, dangling out one end.
Kathy cried out, jerking her arms and legs, feeling the splintery wood scraping painfully against her flesh. Again she remembered the painful rusty iron scraping over her flesh. This was worse. She was hanging in mid-air there, her ass trembling, bouncing up and down and jiggling from her wild, thrashing movements.
"Ohhhhh...."
She stopped, feeling her head pound like a drum. The splinters were hurting her already chafed wrists, cutting into the injured flesh while her thigh muscles cramped from the awkward position. Janice was staring open-mouthed at her, terror and disbelief written on the distressed girl's face.
"Now we get to the fun part," Jack said.
Kathy watched with growing uneasiness as he attached a long black rubber hose to a faucet at one end of the keg. There was a long steel nozzle at the other end of the hose. Dear God! It looked like something you got in the hospital when you couldn't move your bowels!
"Now, you're gonna get a belly full of beer, baby. It's a new way to drink up," Byron said, throwing back his head and laughing.
Fear and pain pounded through her body as she watched them working on the keg. But something else was happening to her, something that had happened three nights ago. Her cunt was beginning to tingle, to get hot and tight and moist as she sat there in that horrible position, her ass dangling out one end of the stock. Just feeling the rough wood chaffing her legs and arms, watching the men working on that keg made her excited.
Kathy closed her eyes, shaking her head violently from side to side as if that would knock out the strange ideas racing through her head. No, they were still there. All she could think of now was her cunt and what these men were going to do to satisfy her.
"Kathy...."
Janice was whispering her name, holding her fingertips to her lips while drawing in her arms to cover her big red-tipped tits. "What's happening?"
Kathy couldn't answer her friend. She was too embarrassed by her body's reaction. The girl would find out for herself soon enough. Perhaps she too would feel that familiar itch of lustful excitement rising in her clit, making her flesh crawl with desire.
"Now for somethin' that's gonna make this all fun for you," Byron said.
Jack was pulling a tall, three-legged stool out from the shadows. It looked about the same height as the first set of holes through which her legs were now locked. But what was of particular interest to it was something long and thick sticking straight out from the center of the seat. At first Kathy thought her eyes were deceiving her. Again she shook her head, focusing her eyes on that protrusion. Then she realized that no, she wasn't mistaken. It was a dildo, much like the one Jack and Byron had raped her with the night before. Only this time small little spikes surrounded the base of that plastic cock. Kathy sucked in a ragged breath, her eyes rounding while her jaw slackened. No, no, they couldn't think of raping her again with that thing. Oh God, no!
"Somethin' to keep you nice and hot while you have a cold drink," Jack said, sliding the seat under her dangling ass.
"No, no!"
Kathy pinched her eyes tight once more, tensing her muscles and bobbing her jiggling ass up higher than the dildo.
"You don't have to sit down on it, baby. It's just gonna be there in case you get real tired," Byron added, smoothing his fingers over her ass, then slapping the white taut flesh.
Kathy squealed, feeling her muscles cramp. A hot sweat broke out over her flesh as she strained with all her might to keep her pussy away from the cunt-ripping dildo. The blonde grunted, her body trembling with the effort while the men watched with interest.
"And in here's some good ol' home brew-not that slop they have in the markets," Jack said, kicking the side of the keg with one boot. There was a dull thump, indicating a full barrel. "This stufff'd set you straight if you took a drink now-only you're gonna get it from the other end," Jack said, kneeling down and picking up the hose. He toyed with the free end, inspecting the metal nozzle, then looking up meaningfully at Kathy.
The girl shuddered, still tensing her muscles, feeling them cramping and spasming under the pressure.
"You're...you're crazy," she gasped, throwing back her head and letting out a strangled sob.
Oh, oh, what was happening to her? Why was she feeling such delight, such wonderful feelings when all she should have rushing through her mind was a desire to escape?
"No, baby, at least, not any more than you," Byron said, smirking up at her. "You dig this. You dug gettin' whipped and fucked a couple of nights ago. Man, you was creamin' real hard. You couldn't get enough cockmeat in you." He glanced over at Janice who stood there gaping wildly at her friend. "Yeah, that's right, bitch. Little Miss Proper was goin' at it like some Hollywood whore. But she wasn't gettin' paid for it. No, man. She liked it. She liked it like her aunt digs it."
"Her aunt?" Janice gasped.
"You don't know shit about this neighborhood, do you, bitch?"
"Come on, man, we gotta get this thing goin' now," Jack said impatiently.
There was some movement below, then Kathy felt something brushing against her ass. It was cold and hard. Then...
"Ahhhhhhh...yaggghhhaiyeyeeee!"
The girl's spine stiffened, her head snapping back while her long blonde hair splashed around her throat and shoulders. Her face slackened, her eyes bugging out while again and again she let out shrieks of horror and pain. Something very hard and cold was sliding up into her ass. Oh, oh, it was almost like getting fucked in the ass! Only this time there wasn't the heat, there wasn't the exciting pressure of a man's prick squeezing down into her bowels. There was only the cruel metallic sensation of the nozzle being shoved into her ass-hole, twisted around cruelly, then pushed in a little deeper.
"What...what are you doing to her?" Janice wailed, clapping both hands over her ears to block out her friend's wailing.
"Givin' her a drink the hard way," Jack said, pushing the nozzle in a few more inches in spite of the frantic blonde's pleas for mercy.
"No, no, don't...uhhhh...oh God, why are you doing this?" Kathy sobbed, her muscles relaxing just for a moment. But when she felt the touch of that rubbery cock against her cunt lips the girl stiffened once more, jerking her ass up away from the long thick dildo and those threatening spikes at the base.
Jack laughed, taking Janice by the right arm and pushing her forward. Kathy didn't notice what was happening to her friend at first. She was trying to cope with that nozzle shoved up her ass-hole. Writhing, jiggling her ass-cheeks, the young girl even tried pushing it out as if she were taking a shit. Yes, she would risk disgracing herself in front of these people if only she could get that horrible thing out of her ass-hole. But Jack had shoved it in too deeply. Groaning, Kathy relaxed a second time, tensing with a wail as she felt her cunt lips sliding back over the fat dildo.
"Ohhhhh...."
Byron was next to torment the girl, sliding a four-inch wide black leather belt around her waist. There were straps dangling from the base, straps which he slipped through her asscrack and secured the enema nozzle in place. Kathy shuddered once more, feeling the straps now moving up forward, pressing against her cuntal slit, then attaching to metal loops at the top front of the belt. Oh, the sensation of that cool, smooth leather pressing against her cunt was too much. She shivered, wallowing her shoulders against thin air while she fanned her toes out until they cramped. It was a new sensation, one she secretly enjoyed. A shudder made her body shiver from head to toe as the leather slid into her hot juicy crack.
"Come on, baby, come on, have a seat. You don't look too comfy with your ass dangling up there like that," Byron crooned, moving around to one side and putting his hands on her shoulders.
"No, don't...don't touch me," she gasped, her eyes wide with fear.
"Yeah, that's what you said the other night. And man, you couldn't get enough. Well, you're gonna get more 'n enough tonight."
"No, don't...don't!"
He was pressing down hard on her shoulders, shoving her body down, down onto the plastic cock. Kathy cried out, jerking her head from right to left, curling her fingers and clawing at the air. Oh, it was terrible, awful, to feel helpless, completely unable even to writhe away from the big thing now spreading her cunt lips apart. "Uhhhhh...."
She felt her outer labia peel stickily back, felt the seepy, velvety lining of her cunt exposed to that horrible thing strapped to the stool below. Again she tried struggling against Byron's big hands, tensing her thigh and arm muscles, jerking up from the seat. But she was no match for the big blond's strength. He only laughed at her efforts, tightening his fingers around her shoulders until he bruised the flesh. Byron kept pushing down, moving her body from side to side, screwing her ass down onto that horrible thing.
"Yagggghhhhh!"
Her small cuntal muscles went into a series of delicious spasms at the first touch of that long, fat dildo. As shameful and disgraceful as it was Kathy couldn't keep her desire a secret any more. Small beads of sweat broke out on her forehead while her nipples became stiff, dark red, itchy. Again she tried pushing up from the plastic cock, but her efforts were weaker, less effective. Byron noticed the change and laughed at her.
"Gettin' used to it, huh baby? like the feel of that leather against your cunt lips while you're gettin' fucked? Lots of broads do. Your aunt digs leather, you know. Man, she can't get enough of it.
"Ohhhhh...."
Sucking in her lower lip Kathy bit down, chewing on the flesh until she tasted blood. It was punishment, punishment for feeling something so good, so shamefully, deliciously good.
Kathy started to cry, hot tears trickling down her flushed cheeks. Blinking her eyelids open she saw that Jack had positioned Janice opposite her, forcing her to spread her legs and push her ass forward on another stool they had moved forward. Kathy stared in amazement at the dark red gash of pussymeat exposed to her now, framed by the tufts of brown hair curling around the labia.
Janice was letting out small, strangled cries. More than once she had tried to snap her legs together to hide her pussy. But Jack slapped her across the face lightly, threatening to break her jaw with his fist if she didn't cooperate. In the end the trembling, cowering girl could only submit, wiping the tears from her face with her knuckles.
"Now, you take care of your friend here,"
Jack said, slapping Janice on the ass and bringing out another pained cry from the brunette teen.
Kathy shook her head, looking up at Jack with a question in her eyes.
"Don't be a dumb bitch. You know, take care of the slut. Eat out her cunt."
"No! You don't know what you're saying!" Kathy groaned, pulling back from the cunt-meat gaping in front of her.
"Maybe a little beer'll make her feel more relaxed," Jack said after a moment.
Byron moved around and turned on the spigot. In a flash Kathy felt something very cold seeping into her bowels. She stiffened her arms and legs, arching her back forward while letting out a sharp gasp. They were giving her that cold beer enema, filling her bowels with the strong liquor! She jerked her legs as much as she could, letting out more grunts and gasps as the fluid filled her bowels, then began seeping down onto the floor from around the ass-embedded nozzle.
"Feelin' high yet, baby? Don't worry, you will. And then you'll beg for that cuntmeat."
No, no, never! She would never sink that low! Kathy stared at the hapless Janice, then turned away. And all the while more and more beer splattered into her ass through that black rubber hose.
CHAPTER TEN
"You want that pussycat?"
"No!"
"Liar!"
Jack slapped her hard across the face, the force of that blow snapping her head to the left and nearly dislocating her shoulder.
"Uhhhhh...."
"You ain't gonna lie to me again, understand, bitch?"
Kathy sobbed, the sting of that slap bringing more tears to her eyes. She looked up through her blurred vision and nodded her head up and down.
"Then eat it, baby. Come on, I wanna see that tongue of yours disappear in your friend's pussy," Jack said, pushing one hand behind her head and moving it forward.
"Oh no, please don't make her do that...oh no, please," Janice begged, her face tight, tear-stained as she looked down at Kathy.
"She ain't got no choice," Byron said, slapping the brunette once again and grumbling for her to be quiet.
Kathy thought she was suffering the pains and torments of the damned in hell. She couldn't keep her muscles tense any more. She was sliding down farther and farther on that plastic cock, feeling the cool smooth sides rubbing up against her hot pussymeat. At times she tried wriggling her ass upward, but then she only fell back down. In a moment she realized that instead of trying to get away she was actually making fucking motions, bobbing her ass up and down, impaling herself on that horrible thing.
Up and down, up and down she jerked her ass, feeling that hot itchy tingle tearing at her rising clit grow more and more intense. The young blonde teen began to breathe more shallowly, her chest tightening while her mouth became as dry as cotton. Oh what was happening to her? Was it the beer? Could she blame it on that, or was it her own perverse sexuality coming into play once more?
"Uhhhhh...."
Again she tightened her thighs, succeeding in stopping her downward movement somewhat. As she inhaled sharply once more, the girl got a whiff of Jan's tight little virgin cunt dangling in front of her. For an instant she thought about taking that pussy in her mouth and sucking on it. Oh, how that beer was making her feel. Then she drew back once more, turning her face from it! Let Jack hit her again. She didn't care. She wasn't going to eat cunt!
"Eat it!"
"No!"
Moving behind her Jack shoved her down hard. Kathy screamed loudly, remembering those spikes at the base of the stool.
"Don't try that again, or I'll make sure those fuckin' nails slice up your ass, understand? Now eat!"
Kathy hated it all, hated the beer flowing into her bowels, making her drunk, then dribbling out onto the floor under her. And yet there was also a strange sense of euphoria as the beer coursed through her body, bloating out her flat stomach. She was getting drunk, actually getting high on the beer as it flowed into her ass.
Things were blurring in front of her. Blinking hard, she saw Janice's dark-haired cunt in front of her, the moist red meat glistening invitingly. Yes, it was glistening invitingly now as the beer did its work on her confused mind.
"Come on, Jan baby, push that cunt up a little more forward so your friend can get a bite of that hot meat," Jack said.
"Oh no, no, no," Janice cried, curling her fingers into two fists and pressing them against her thighs. She did as she was told, clenching her eyes shut, gritting her teeth in horror.
Kathy was too drunk, too overwhelmed by the stimulation to put up much of a fight. She leaned forward, flicking her tongue out. In an instant she made contact with the young brunette's cunt. Janice grimaced, her fingernails scratching into her white flesh while her head jerked back. The cords stood out from her neck while tears streaked her cheeks and neck. A low moan came from her throat as she refused to stare down at her friend.
"Come on, baby, lick 'er off good. Lick 'er 'till she cums," Jack encouraged.
Kathy kept on lapping, dragging the tip of her pointed tongue along the outer edges of Jan's cunt lips. To her surprise the girl didn't taste too bad. It was strange, a little salty, but not too bad. She experimented now, drawing her tongue over the furry distance between the bloating cunt lips, feeling Janice shudder with that long, wet, warm touch.
"like it, huh bitch? Really enjoy that tongue rubbin' over your pussy, huh?" Byron taunted. He grabbed a fistful of Janice's long brown hair and tugged it back, pushing his leering face against hers. The girl cried out, groaning with pain and humiliation while her friend kept licking and lapping.
The beer kept doing its work. Kathy started to feel a growing sense of elation. She was almost smiling now. The whole thing was bizarre, crazy. But she couldn't stop the flow of sensation coursing through her body. Yes, yes, she was drunk, drunk with the beer, drunk with the sexual excitement of that horrible dildo fucking her, drunk with the arousal of having her friend's cunt bobbing in front of her and having her tongue spearing in and out of that fuzzy crack as if it were a cock!
"God!"
Now more of the beer seemed to flow into her bowels. It was becoming unpleasant. So much beer was oozing into her belly that her stomach muscles were starting to cramp. Byron noticed her discomfort and laughed, bending down and moving the nozzle out a bit. Warm beer trickled from her ass, spattering on the floor. When she was emptied, the big stud stuffed the rubber hose back up into her bowels, letting the strong beer do its work.
Janice was slowly starting to run on to this horror scene as well. She was moaning now, her back curved out while her hands rubbed up and down over her thighs. Kathy was tasting more and more of the salty, bleachy-flavored juices flowing from her friend's cunt and knew Janice was growing excited by her tongue.
That knowledge in turn aroused her even more and she began bouncing her ass on that dildo. Up and down, up and down she went, riding that plastic cock like a horse on a merry-go-round rides its poles. Her tits began to jiggle, slapping wetly together from the fucking movements of her body.
"Come on, baby, fuck it out. Fuck it all the way out with that thing," Jack said.
Kathy felt her belly turning somersaults. The motions of her tongue against Janice's cunt were becoming more and more frenzied. She licked her tongue from side to side, drawing it up the slick inner surface of her small inner cunt lips and finally touching the brunette's stiffened clit.
"Yagghghhhh!"
Janice was going out of her mind now, bouncing her pussy up against her friend's face. Yes, yes, she wanted that, wanted Janice to be as excited as she was. Kathy stiffened her tongue now, spearing it in as deeply as she could, feeling the slick small cuntal muscles grabbing onto it as if it were a cock.
Jack had to move behind the brunette and hold her. She was going to fall off the stool. Pushing her forward and onto Kathy's face he held her firmly, his mouth a grim smile as he watched the girl go wild against that licking, lapping tongue.
"Yeah, fuck that bitch with your tongue, baby. Come on, make her feel like she's gettin' it with a damned cock," Byron taunted.
Janice's arms flailed, her fingers clawing at her thighs while her cunt rode Kathy's wriggling tongue. Kathy felt her own juices flowing from her pussy, wetting down that horrible dildo fucking her. She felt herself getting higher and higher. Once she felt the razor-sharp nails at the base of the plastic prick pricking her ass-flesh. From that point on she knew how to tense her muscles, how to keep them hard to make sure she didn't really hurt herself.
"Fuck, fuck," she muttered into that hot, drooling cunt in front of her.
"Oh yes, fuck me with your tongue. Oh God, yes," Janice moaned back.
Kathy started up in a regular fucking rhythm. As the dildo rubbed against her itching pussymeat, her juice frothed around it, creaming down the pseudo cock and making a puddle around the base.
"Uuhhhhh...."
The girl felt her warm, squirmy meat wriggling tightly around that hunk of plastic, clutching and grabbing at it as if it were a man's prick. Kathy bounced up and down more frantically. The faster she moved, the hotter she became. "Noooo...."
Janice was super hot as well. More juices flowed from her cunt, wetting down Kathy's cheeks and chin. Her tongue was going wild, scraping over the hollows and folds of her friend's cunt, scouring out her pussy until the screaming brunette was out of control.
Kathy flattened her tongue out, lapping up and down Janice's clutching pussy. Her tongue was becoming coated with her friend's hot, flowing juices. Oh God, God, it was wild, wonderful. Kathy felt her blood boiling while her ears seemed to ring with the hot pleasure coursing through her body. That plastic cock was very warm now. The more excited she became, the more enthusiastically she worked her mouth over Janice's pussy. The smell of the brunette's pussy juices became more and more enjoyable while she bounced and jerked over that wonderful cock.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!"
Her mouth made wet sucking sounds as she glided her tongue up and down on Janice's swollen pussymeat. It was interesting watching the girl's reactions as she touched only the tip of her tongue on Jan's clit. The brunette then screeched, kicking her legs out and jerking them together while her arms shot out, nearly knocking her off the stool. It was then when Jack had to hold her the hardest, laughing at the girl's distress. And soon Janice had her head tilted back, starting to bounce up and down as Kathy teased her clit again and again. "Nooooo!"
Kathy kept on licking, feeling the passion in her cunt rising more and more. The aches and pains she had felt were blending into a weird mixture of wild pleasure. She wanted to be hurt more, to feel the prick of pain as she hurtled herself into orgasm. She was beyond rationalizing. The pressure in her belly was incredible, and the high she had from the beer added to the incredibility of the situation. Soon, soon she'd be exploding, blowing to pieces and Kathy knew Janice was in the same hot position.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kathy moaned against Janice's cunt. The resulting vocal vibrations seemed to drive Janice over the brink. She threw her head from side to side, her face curtained by the flowing brown hair splashing around. Her arms flailed wildly, sometimes her fingers clawing at Jack behind her while her bare feet kicked hard again and again against the wooden stock.
Kathy was going wild, bobbing up and down on the plastic dildo faster and harder, feeling it plowing deeper into her cunt. Now she was sliding all the way down, feeling those steel nails biting into her ass-flesh. At this point she didn't care. The world was whirling all around her, bright colors exploding in front of her eyes while a dull roaring sound seemed to block out all sounds except Janice's wild cries. No, there was nothing else, nothing else except that wonderful thing in her cunt, that pussy bobbing up and down in front of her, and the beer still coursing through her ass!
"Huhhhhh! Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr!" , As she bounced up and down, riding her fucking dildo like a jockey, Kathy glued her mouth greedily against Janice's juicing cunt. She could feel an orgasm rumbling deep in her belly. It felt as if she had been ignited and her insides were burning up.
"Oh no, no, oh God, no!"
Janice was screaming, her body twisting and writhing, glistening with sweat as she began to cum against her friend's sucking lips. Her feet beat out a frantic, regular rhythm against the wood while her ass pounded and pranced over the rocking stool. Kathy matched her friend with wild sexual enthusiasm, her ass bouncing up off the spikes and riding high, nearly pulling free of the long ten-inch dildo several times in her excitement. Oh yes, yes, it was going to be a mind-splintering orgasm!
"Uhhhhhhh...."
As Kathy stuck her tongue all the way into Janice's pussy and moved it around she heard her friend squealing like a stuck animal. Janice was cumming. Kathy cried out into that swampy, furry mess against her mouth, feeling her own climax peaking.
She squealed, her hips going wild. She bounced up and down, the stool rattling against the cracked concrete basement floor while the beer nozzle nearly pulled free from her sucking ass-hole. Again and again she fucked herself brutally with that dildo, scraping the tip of her tongue along the convulsing walls of her friend's cunt. Janice shrieked and shrilled out cries of delight as she came and came and came.
Kathy had never felt anything like it before in her life. Her orgasm peaked like a thunderbolt. It shot through her, burning her mind and body. She quivered wildly in that pillory, feeling the wild delight of climax shoot through her. Janice was still going wild, rubbing her pussymeat up and down furiously over Kathy's licking, sucking tongue. Both women jerked convulsively against one another as their mutual orgasms peaked, then finally subsided.
"Ohhhh...."
Janice sagged into a near faint, leaning heavily against Jack. Kathy pulled back her head, hanging it over the front edge of the pillory and fighting for her breath. The room was silent for a while except for the heavy panting of the two satiated women. As Kathy started coming down from her high she felt the beer enema starting to cramp her gut. She squeezed her sphincter muscle around the enema nozzle and felt the pleasure fade away once more as the pain of her overloaded bowels built in her body. "Ohhhhhh . .
Byron moved over to her with maddening slowness. She was panting now from the pain, laced with the panic that she would shit all over herself. A cold sweat broke out on her belly and over the tops of her bare feet. Oh God, please God, please make him turn that horrible thing off!
"Want any more?"
"No, oh no, please, no more," Kathy gasped, her face registering the panic she felt rushing through her body.
"Okay, baby, for now."
Byron pulled the plug out with a loud gurgling sound, the beer spraying out of her shit-ter and gurgling down the drain near-by. Kathy gasped with relief, feeling her sphincter closing tightly once more. How strange it was to get drunk through the ass-hole! It was almost laughable if she hadn't felt the hot pinching tingle of a wild orgasm that was somehow strengthened by all that beer flowing in her bowels.
"Maybe we should have 'em change positions...you know, let this one sit on the dildo for a while and...." Jack began.
But Janice had snapped to from her delirium and shook free of the men.
"No, you can't. I'm a...a virgin and...."
The men looked at one another while Kathy groaned. That was the wrong thing to have said. Perhaps they would have let the girls go if Janice hadn't opened her mouth about her cherry.
"Just like this little bitch was a while ago," Jack muttered, scratching his stubbly beard.
"Yeah? Well, it's about time she learned about the facts of fuckin', right buddy?" Byron said with a grin.
"No, don't...oh don't...." Janice said, slipping from her stool and bending forward slightly at the waist as she tried covering her tits and cunt at the same time. Both men approached her, their smiles turning into leers. "Kathy, don't let them." She cried, her eyes wide while her knees shivered.
But there was nothing the helpless blonde could do. Strapped there still in the pillory, she watched as Jack caught the girl by one hand, wheeling her around against his horrible cousin. They toyed with her at first, one man sucking her tits while the other bent down and ate out her cunt. Janice kept screaming horribly, beating at the men with her curled tight fists, tears streaming freely down her cheeks. Then they fucked her.
Jack was first, throwing her down onto the beer-stained floor and fucking her hard and fast. There wasn't the foreplay Kathy had enjoyed before she was raped. No, there was only the hard, brutal, animalistic act of a man sticking his cock into a woman and not caring how she felt. Janice squealed and screamed, her knees fluttering and banging against Jack's pumping hips while he pressed her body lustily against the concrete floor.
Byron was next. Hardly had Jack risen from the sobbing, prostrate girl than his cousin flopped down on top, knocking her hands away from her tits and sucking on the nipples cruelly. Janice screamed again, feeling his teeth chewing on the sensitive rubbery nubs. And then she was being fucked again. Byron was more brutal, if possible, than his cousin. He grabbed her hair and pulled at it brutally, savaging her while kissing her like some sex-starved animal.
"Uhhhhh...."
Byron staggered up from the raped girl, kicking her once in the ribs and rolling her over onto her ass.
"Nice ass. Could fuck the shit outta that thing like I did with that one," he said, nodding toward the still entrapped blonde teen.
"We better be lettin' this group go," Jack said, glancing down at his wristwatch and wrinkling up his forehead.
"Hey, what about the finale" Byron asked, knitting his eyebrows.
"Finale? Oh yeah. Yeah, guess there's some time for that."
Kathy stared open-mouthed once more at the two men as Jack produced two long slim cylinders from his pocket. There were small wicks from one end of the tiny candles. At once she knew what they were. Firecrackers! Kathy trembled and strained against the stocks, bouncing her cunt once more over the dildo. Byron moved around, pulling her up from the plastic cock and kicking the stool out from under. It clattered to the floor, rolling over toward the half conscious Janice. Her ass hung once more over the edge of the pillory while Jack examined the firecrackers. She knew what he was going to do with those. He was going to stick them in her pussy!
"Oh please, don't...."
"Oh yeah, yeah," Jack said, jamming one firecracker into her pussy.
The sharp entry made her wince and strangely got her clit stewing once more. When he shoved the second firecracker into her still aching, dripping ass she nearly fainted from fear. Jack laughed at her once more, fishing out a pack of matches from his pocket and igniting the short wicks.
"No, no!"
"You didn't mind the pain of my cigarette the last time," Jack said, watching the wick sputter under the white fire. "This outta be a piece of cake for you."
Kathy felt the fires draw nearer, sparks sputtering onto her ass and cunt. She could feel the heat on her ass while her cunt lips burned. Jack smirked, enjoying the spectacle with his leering cousin. Kathy pulled on her arms and legs once more, trying desperately to knock the small cylinders from her pussy and shitter. There was nothing she could do. She tensed, prayed, shivered as the heat penetrated her cunt and ass. There was a moment of hesitation, a second when the sputtering stopped. Perhaps the firecrackers were defective, wouldn't go off! But then the powder ignited with a sharp explosion.
"Yagggghhhhh!"
Thousands of white hot needles ripped her pussy and ass. Kathy screamed, jerking from side to side like a maniac, her movements actually shaking the heavy stockade. She tightened her cunt and ass, trying to smother the fire with her body. The fires scalded her badly, it seemed, and she passed out. But something else had happened as well. Another climax? Another orgasm heightened by pain and fear? The girl didn't know. In the end there was nothing but a black comforting darkness sweeping over her.
When she awoke, she found herself dressed rather slovenly, draped over the living room couch. Janice was near-by, already conscious, although somewhat weak. She glanced at her friend, then hurriedly looked away when Kathy stared back.
"Both you girls had one hell of a time tonight," Jack said, tilting back his head and slugging down more beer. "Come back-and that's an order. I got lots more shit here. Even after ol' Byron's gone I got plenty to keep you and your aunt busy."
"Never," Kathy said through clenched teeth, staggering to her feet. Janice followed, looking hunted, defeated.
"Sure, sure."
Kathy heard the mocking laughter behind her as she and her friend stumbled out. Janice looked once around, then began walking quickly away without even saying a word.
Kathy let her go and stopped in front of the back door, looking back at the bright lights of Jack's home once more. She smiled. What new, horrible and yet wonderful pleasures they had shown her! Should she tell her aunt? No, that would come later, perhaps. Later when she came back for a visit after her mother got out of the hospital. Yes, she would want to visit Aunt Emily more often.
Sighing Kathy pushed open the door, closing it quietly behind her and standing in the dark. Her cunt was tensing even now, aching for that rough touch, the touch of leather, of rope, of Jack's vile instruments of torture. She began to laugh, then stopped, afraid of waking her aunt. No, fucking was seriousness itself, no laughing matter. She would go upstairs and play with herself, feeling her clit stiffen and vibrate like a tuning fork while she drilled her pussy with her fingers. Ohhh, how her eyes had been opened to the world!
"Fucking," she sighed, tip-toeing through the living room and wondering when she would next visit Jack and his wonderful instruments of pleasure.
