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in
A Taste For Torture
Chapter Three
Kyla rose from the floor. She went to the black bag again. Darnell
and Roger watched her, and their penises began growing again. This time
Kyla picked up the bag. With an effort, placing one foot slowly in front of
the other, she managed to lug the whole thing over to the fire. She plopped
it down. There was a clattering of metal as the bag hit the floor. Chains,
Jacinta mused, and she shivered. She looked at Chip with even keener
interest than before. She licked her lips. He must be quite strong to have
carried a bag which, even now, Kyla could barely lift. She admired the
tense, bulging heft of his biceps. She wondered if he might be able to
break the metal cuffs which restrained his arms, if the need were great
enough.
The others looked at Chip too. They did this despite the reawakening
erections of Darnell and Roger. For, while Darnell and Roger were
regaining their strength, Chip had yet to cum for the first time.
As the fire flickered upward, licking up into the smoke-blackened
flue of the chimney, as the snow falling outside cast a thick blanket on
the winter-barren land, Jacinta felt a deep passion in her belly. Slowly it
spread from within the narrow confines of her child-thin stomach, up her
ribs, to her heart. She felt it pulsing within her, like the heartbeat of a
foetus. In its pulsing she could feel it swelling and filling her bosoms and
making her nipples rise with even greater excitement. At the same time
it spread downward. It licked at the lips of her cunt and made her feel an
embarrassed wetness there. The new dampness mingled with the saliva
left by Roger.
How exciting it was, for them all to now be staring at Chip! Like a
virgin at a sex party, he was the focus of intense, and intensely enjoyable
interest. His penis arched upward with the stiffness of unquenched
desire. His balls, heavy and tightly drawn up, bulged with mind-numbing
fullness. Although he oozed pre-cum, he had yet to experience his first
emission of the evening. Roger had spent in KylaÕs mouth, and John in
JacintaÕs, but Chip had not loosed himself yet, and so all eyes were now on
his organ, delighted by its grand predicament.
Chip tugged on the cuffs which restrained him. He could feel his ass,
but he wanted to feel his penis! He flexed his thighs. If only he could
close them! But the spreader bar kept his legs chastely apart, leaving his
penis to hang freely and without anything to protect or assuage it.
Kyla smiled at Chip. ÒDo you feel aroused?Ó she asked. ChipÕs eyes
bulged.
ÒWhat do you think?Ó he replied. Kyla frowned.
ÒI think you are being a little big smart, young man. Which is hardly
the appropriate attitude to take when your dick is sticking out like that.Ó
Kyla turned. She reached into the bag. However, before pulling anything
more from it, she looked at Jacinta and said, ÒWould you please go fix us
some more coffee?Ó
Delighted at having an excuse to get up, Jacinta leapt to her feet.
The menÕs eyes watched her slim figure rise. How joyfully her breasts
bounced! How perfect were the lines of her slim legs and her naked hips!
With gazelle-like grace, the girl turned and walked to the bar. Her long
blonde hair swished across her back as she walked, as if in invitation. Her
bare ass rolled with round charm beneath the swaying rope of her hair.
Roger made to get up. John looked about to join him.
ÒNo, gentlemen,Ó Kyla said. Then she pulled from the bag a saw. It
was round and circular, with sharp, jagged edges. All three men gasped.
But hadnÕt Chip known what was in the bag? Kyla looked at him.
ÒYou picked up this bag, already packed, from Stephanie?Ó Kyla
asked.
ÒY-Yes,Ó Chip stammered.
ÒAnd you didnÕt look inside it?Ó Kyla asked.
ÒI-I guess I should have. I mean, I would have... we all would have,Ó
Chip said. He glanced at Roger and John.
Kyla stood up. She brushed back her long brown hair. She walked
with business-like steps to the wall. She took the sawÕs cord along with
her, and plugged its end into a socket next to the fireplace. Then she
walked back to the saw itself, and sat down next to it, her eyes glowing
with interest. Her finger touched the saw, its switch, and her eyes flew
to ChipÕs dick. But she didnÕt turn the saw on. Instead she asked, simply
and firmly,
ÒWell?Ó
ÒShe--Ó ChipÕs eyes darted from the saw to Roger, to John, then back
to the saw.
ÒShe also gave us a tape,Ó Chip said.
ÒStephanie?Ó Kyla asked.
ÒYes,Ó Chip said.
ÒWhat sort of tape?Ó Kyla asked. Jacinta, staring from the kitchen,
gazing over the counter-top of the bar like a child whose caught her
parents in an unexpected moment of intimacy, thought she saw a smile tug
at the corners of KylaÕs lips.
ÒIt- it was a Pamela Anderson tape,Ó Chip said. ÒThe new one,
where she fucks 300 guys.Ó
ÒThree hundred and one,Ó John corrected.
ÒSo? So you didnÕt look in the bag because Stephanie gave you a
tape?Ó Kyla asked.
Roger decided to break the suspense. ÒWe were too busy jacking
over the tape to look in the bag,Ó he confessed to Kyla.
Sue and Debbi gazed at the men in shock. Jacinta felt her heart
thump in her chest.
ÒBut we didnÕt cum!Ó Chip added hastily.
JohnÕs eyes gazed at the saw. ÒI should have known Stephanie would
play a trick on us,Ó he said.
Kyla smiled. ÒThatÕs why I had her call you and offer you a bag to
bring up to the cabin. A toy bag,Ó Kyla said. ÒOf course you gentlemen
thought it would contain just that-- toys to restrain us girls with. But
Stephanie has added something which, I think youÕll agree, is most
dangerous to men!Ó She flicked the switch on the saw with her slender,
nail-polished finger.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ! The sawÕs blade whirred. ItÕs sound was
loud in the small cabin.
Roger gulped. ÒI guess it was thoughtful of her. I mean, I wouldnÕt
have had to bring the axe if IÕd known there was a saw in our toy bag.Ó
Kyla turned her gaze to Jacinta. The girl was standing like a
frightened deer in the kitchen, a pretty doe face to face with the hunter.
She smiled at the 14-year-old. ÒHowÕs our coffee coming along?Ó Kyla
asked. She switched off the saw. ItÕs blade whirred to a stop. Its noise
died away. ÒHowÕs our coffee coming along?Ó Kyla asked again. ÒDonÕt be
afraid of the saw, darling. Stephanie runs a toy shop in town and weÕve
had her give us a few things before. This time, I asked her to put in a
special treat.Ó Her fingers stroked the saw. ÒPlus a little diversion, to
hopefully keep the men from seeing her surprise. Did you gentlemen enjoy
your Pamela Anderson tape? Did she fuck all 301 men?Ó
ÒI- I donÕt know,Ó Chip said. ÒBetsy and Sue showed up just as she
was doing number two hundred and twenty.Ó
Sue, despite being cuffed, with her legs forcibly opened by a
spreader bar, frowned.
ÒYou mean you birched Betsy and me, but you were busy masturbating
while we were keeping you waiting?Ó Sue winced. The intensity of her
question caused her body to move, making her ass shift uncomfortably on
the carpet.
ÒYep,Ó Chip answered. He grinned. Then he glanced again, with
uncertain eyes, at the saw.
ÒDonÕt worry, young man,Ó Kyla said. ÒIÕm not going to use this right
now. Instead IÕm going to make your penis even more sensitive than it
already is.Ó She reached into the bag again. She pulled out a tube.
ÒNymphoÕs Desire,Ó Kyla said, reading the lettering on the tube. On the
back there were more words, and she read those too: ÒNymphoÕs Desire
Arousal Balm. Perfect for intimate areas! This cream is made from all
natural ingredients. Eucalyptus, aloe vera, and mineral oil. Smooth it on
your partner to increase their sensual sensations.Ó
Kyla smiled. ÒHow would you like the sensitivity of your penis
increased, Chip?Ó
ÒNot for the saw,Ó Chip gulped.
ÒOh no,Ó Kyla said. ÒBut definitely for the birch. And I think IÕll put
some on JacintaÕs bottom too, just to see if it really works.Ó
ÒOh no!Ó Jacinta, standing in the kitchen, cried.
Roger turned his head. ÒBring that coffee!Ó he bellowed to the girl.
Again Jacinta found him disagreeable, but what could she do? As Kyla
began spreading the NymphoÕs Desire on ChipÕs penis, Jacinta hurriedly
made some coffee.
They sat sipping their coffee and listening to the crackling of the
fire. SNAP! went a log, breaking under the assault of the flames. Briefly
the lovers turned to the fireplace. Then their eyes returned to Chip, with
his engorged penis, and to the pretty splayed nests of Betsy and Sue. All
three had NymphoÕs Desire on their sexual parts now. Jacinta, lying on her
belly, had it spread on the cheeks of her ass.
Kyla waved her birch in the air. She studied its flexibility, its
springiness, taunting the others with it and yet mesmerized by it herself.
At the same time, with her other hand, that was not holding aloft the
birch, she touched and stroked the saw.
ÒYes, we have so many things to keep us busy,Ó Kyla marvelled.
ÒChains, a saw, a whole vase full of birch rods, and randy men with their
penises woefully erect and exposed. Not to mention little Jacinta, with
her hymen still intact, and her bottom untested.Ó Jacinta blushed. Roger
and John seemed uncertain what to do. They were spellbound by KylaÕs
beauty, by her easy sense of command. At the same time they glanced
repeatedly at Jacinta, with her virginity so easily within reach!
ÒWe shall move slowly, gentlemen,Ó Kyla said, sensing the menÕs
thoughts. ÒI do not wish to see you two tear each other apart, fighting
over that girl. Imagine if Chip were free too-- I donÕt think I could
restrain all three of you!Ó Kyla put the birch rod to her lips. She kissed it.
Then she drew it away. ÒNow I am going to add another element to our
evening, solely for my amusement,Ó Kyla said. ÒJohn, I want you to pull on
your boots and gloves. Plus your woolen cap. You may throw on your coat
too if you wish, but donÕt zip it up. Leave it open in front. I want you to
go outside and get an armload of firewood. Clear the snow away from the
window so we can see you. Then cut it up for us.Ó
Sue, despite her quivering pink lips, her splayed legs and her cuffed
hands, giggled. ÒYou mean heÕs to cut it up with his dick sticking out?Ó
she laughed.
ÒYes,Ó Kyla said. ÒIt will be quite amusing. God knows, the men
have little compunction about using us for their amusement. But first I
must prepare John against the cold. I donÕt care about his chest, or his
ass, or his legs. But his penis and balls must be prepared.Ó Kyla reached
into the black bag. She pulled out a bottle. This one had ÒWetÓ written on
it. She read the back of the bottle out loud. ÒWet Lubricating Lotion. Heat
up your next lovemaking session! Rub Wet on your partner. The more you
put on your loverÕs skin, the hotter it will get. Blow on the area for even
more intense heat!Ó
Jacinta, lying on her tummy, listened as the wind howled outside
their cabin.
ÒOh God!Ó Sue moaned.
ÒYes,Ó Kyla agreed. ÒHow wonderful it will be to see John laboring
away in the snow, cutting firewood for us! And as the wind outside
whistles past his penis, it will cause it to burn with desire!Ó
ÒYouÕre wicked,Ó John frowned. ÒAnd stupid too. We have enough
firewood for tonight.Ó
Kyla kissed the birch again, pressing it to her lips and seemingly
savoring the taste of the wood. ÒOf course we have enough firewood,Ó she
said softly. ÒYouÕre going to do this for my amusement, John. Why do you
think IÕm refusing to let you wear pants?Ó
John crossed his arms. ÒWell I donÕt feel like it,Ó he said. ÒItÕs cold
out there! Anyway, I want to fuck.Ó
WHACK! With deliberate force, Kyla swung the birch. But she did not
strike John. Instead she struck Chip.
ÒYEEEEOOW!Ó Chip cried, as he felt the birch snap sharply against his
cock. Sue and Betsy, still smarting from the blows heÕd given them on
their asses, both laughed.
Chip shook his head. His mouth opened and closed in pain. Finally,
recovering himself, he looked at Kyla and asked angrily, ÒWhat did you do
that for?Ó Jacinta, looking at his penis, saw a red mark where the birch
had connected.
ÒWe are all in this together,Ó Kyla said. ÒNo one will be spared, even
for the faults of another. Everyone will do just as I say. If only to keep
you men from each otherÕs throats.Ó
Roger and John looked at each other. They looked at Jacinta, lying in
her pristine virgin nudity on the carpet. There was oil spread over her
bottom, making her cheeks shine like fine polished china under the glow of
the fire. It was true, you could almost see them agreeing. Letting Kyla
run things was the only way they would keep from fighting over Jacinta.
Slowly, John rose to his feet. ÒSo I get to have the saw then?Ó he
asked.
ÒPut your boots and your gloves on first,Ó Kyla smiled.
ÒI should just take it from you, and cut you limb from limb,Ó John
said.
Kyla was unmoved. ÒAnd then what? Would you turn it on your
friend Roger there, so you could have little Jacinta all to yourself? No,
John. YouÕre not going to end the weekend a wanted murderer. YouÕre going
to do just as I say, so you can instead end the weekend as a responsible
father.Ó
Jacinta thought she saw John shudder, if only a little. She gazed
with newfound respect at Kyla. The young woman had taken power. From
three hunky men, no less. She had not asked for it. She had not whined and
complained. She had, instead, used her intuition and her feminine wiles to
steal everything from the men. Everything but their penises.
And she was working on those, Jacinta realized, and felt herself
grow wetter with the realization.
BIRRRRRRRRRR! Outside the window, the saw could be heard, cutting
logs in the snow. John stood over it. His cock was erect and dangerously
close to the whirling blade. Inside, his legs spread, Chip was receiving
the sharp nubbed birch on his penis.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! went the birch, as Chip, in agony,
screaming each time the birch hit, watched John standing in the snow
sawing wood.
Kyla paused in her application of the birch. She looked at Jacinta.
The girl was clearly aroused. She was patting her bush with her mittened
hand, her eyes wide, not daring to touch herself in her special place but
instead stroking the small triangle of hair just above it.
ÒDo you like this?Ó Kyla asked Jacinta. The girl regarded Kyla with
frightened eyes.
ÒOh, please donÕt hit Chip so hard on his penis,Ó she answered.
Kyla laughed. ÒHe can take it,Ó she said. ÒHe has a strong cock. But
tell me. What are your feelings for Roger?Ó
Jacinta frowned. ÒHeÕs rude,Ó she said.
ÒThen he is the one I wish to have you,Ó Kyla said. ÒNot in your cunt,
for we have yet to see who will earn that. In your bottom. Get on your
hands and knees.Ó
ÒOh, but I donÕt want to!Ó Jacinta cried. ÒNot with him!Ó
ÒDo as I say and donÕt complain,Ó Kyla said. ÒFirst I want you to go
to the black bag. Reach into it. DonÕt be afraid. I want you to find a white
squeeze tube and take it out.Ó
ÒOh, what for?Ó Jacinta asked.
ÒItÕs Man Delay cream,Ó Kyla said. ÒI want Roger to last as long as
possible when he fucks you. I want him to plumb your depths, and that
will be difficult, since youÕre so young and tight. The cream will help him
last until he can truly open you up.Ó
Feeling herself in a trance, knowing that there was NymphoÕs Desire
balm spread all over her bottom, making her extra sensitive there, Jacinta
rose and walked to the bag. She opened it. Tentatively, with frightened
hands, she reached into it and began rummaging about. She felt hard-
linked chains, leather straps, a paddle. Then she felt a plastic tube. She
pulled it out. ÒMan Delay,Ó was printed on the tube, in big black and white
letters.
ÒRead it,Ó Kyla told the girl. ÒRead it out loud. The ingredients, and
what it does.Ó
Jacinta gulped. She turned the tube over. She looked at the back of
it, where the Man Delay cream described its effects.
ÒMan Delay cream,Ó Jacinta said in a high-pitched voice. She felt
like a little girl doing Ôshow and tellÕ in grade school. Briefly, she passed
her hand over her pussy. It was so exciting to read about a cream for the
penis! And yet when she was done reading, this tube of cream, spread over
Roger, would be going up her behind!
ÒWell?Ó Kyla asked. ÒDid you forget how to read?Ó
ÒNo!Ó Jacinta blurted. ÒMan Delay cream. Prolong and extend your
next lovemaking session. This patented cream will help your man stay
erect for hours of pleasure. Man Delay has been doctor certified as being
useful in preventing premature ejaculation. Prevent untimely releases!Ó
JacintaÕs eyes rolled in her head. She dropped the cream to the floor. ÒOh,
but I wonÕt be able to bear what he gives me!Ó she gasped.
ÒPick up the cream!Ó Kyla ordered. She gave Chip another whack on
his dick, bringing a new howl from him. ÒGo over to Roger,Ó Kyla told
Jacinta. ÒKiss him and ask him if you may spread the Man Delay on his
penis.Ó
Strangely, not knowing why, perhaps captivated by the
outrageousness of it all, Jacinta padded over to Roger. He gazed at her in
her white stockings, with their ribboned ties. He looked at her pretty
white mittens, that even now kept her fingers chaste.
ÒSir, may I please spread Man Delay on your penis?Ó Jacinta asked
Roger.
ÒOnly if you kiss me,Ó Roger replied.
Jacinta stood on tiptoe. Frowning, for she still didnÕt like Roger
because of the lewd comments heÕd made, she kissed him.
ÒOn my lips. Not on my cheek,Ó Roger told Jacinta.
She raised herself on her toes and kissed him again.
ÒVery good,Ó Roger said. ÒNow what was it you were asking?Ó
Jacinta blushed.
ÒI want to put Man Delay on your penis.Ó
ÒWhat for?Ó Roger asked. JacintaÕs face turned redder. She gulped.
ÒSo you can fuck me. In my bottom,Ó she added hastily, fearing she
might give away her hymen if she were misinterpreted.
ÒYou mean in that tight little ass of yours?Ó Roger asked.
ÒYes,Ó Jacinta said, feeling hugely embarrassed.
ÒTurn around,Ó Roger said. ÒLet me get a look at it. ItÕs awfully
small. What if I rupture you as IÕm trying to force myself in?Ó
ÒOhhhhh! DonÕt say that!Ó Jacinta cried. She spun about to show him
her bottom.
ÒHmmmm. Bend over,Ó Roger said. Jacinta obeyed. She felt her
cheeks broadening, her ass halves separating. She turned red as she
realized Roger was being offered a view not of her eyes, or her perky
breasts, or even her tight little bush, but of her ass hole!Ó
ÒSo is this where your shit comes out?Ó Roger asked with mock
naivete.
ÒYes,Ó Jacinta breathed. She felt a strange thrill at discussing so
intimate a part of herself.
ÒHave you ever had anything put up it before?Ó Roger asked.
ÒNo!Ó Jacinta said breathlessly.
ÒYou will address me properly when showing me your behind,Ó Roger
said. ÒSo I donÕt feel insulted by being shown such a disreputable part of
yourself. You will say ÔNo sirÕ or ÔYes sirÕ. Do you understand?Ó
ÒYes!Ó Jacinta said, feeling her cheeks turn the color of the sunrise.
ÒYes sir!Ó Roger roared.
Jacinta nearly toppled over onto the floor.
ÒYes sir!Ó she finally said, in a meek voice.
ÒVery good,Ó Roger complimented her. He studied her bottom. He put
his hands on her cheeks and prised them apart. Jacinta, feeling herself
opened more, gasped. ÒAbout how many times a day would you say you
poop through this little hole?Ó Roger asked.
ÒTwo,Ó Jacinta said, not at all sure if that were correct.
ÒDo you have trouble? Your ass hole looks awfully small and tight,Ó
Roger said.
ÒNo sir,Ó Jacinta said.
ÒWell I think you might have trouble, when you get bigger, and eat
more,Ó Roger said. He laughed. ÒEspecially when youÕre big enough to
start eating solid food, instead of GerberÕs. However we can make sure
that your bottom hole is big enough to pass solid food. By putting
something up it now, repeatedly, we can hope to widen it enough for you to
not have any trouble.Ó
Jacinta, swallowing hard at the rude comment that she was a baby,
said, ÒThank you, sir.Ó
In the warm glow of the fire, kneeling with awed eyes before Roger,
Jacinta applied the Man Delay to his penis. Roger marvelled at the feel of
the young girlÕs hands on his cock. As the Man Delay sank into his skin, he
felt a curious desensitization. He was still hard, still yearning, but there
was a detachment in him now, as if his cock were an implement, to be
used. Not a thing to feel pleasure and spend. Roger grinned. If he could
hold himself back, with the help of this gel, he would rape Jacinta. He
would not simply put himself in and give her a few gentle thrusts and
spend. He would give her a solid fucking, for hours perhaps, ramming the
thick muscle of his cock deep into her again and again, until the sun
returned in the morning.
Outside, in the snow, John was growing cold. He stopped sawing
wood. He put the saw down in the snow and picked up a pile of logs. He
brought them inside. His cock trembled stiffly as he stamped his feet
inside the front door, knocking the snow off his boots.
ÒOh, John. YouÕre back just in time,Ó Kyla smiled. ÒJacintaÕs about
to have her bottom fucked.Ó
ÒOuch. ThatÕs going to hurt,Ó John said matter-of-factly. ÒIÕm glad
IÕm not a girl.Ó
Jacinta looked over at John with wide eyes.
ÒReally?Ó she asked.
ÒYouÕll find out soon enough,Ó John said. He dropped the wood onto
the carpet.
Kyla, tiring of swinging her birch, tossed it aside. She looked at
ChipÕs penis. It was covered with red marks from the switch. ÒExcuse me
while I get a towel,Ó she said to the young man. Her voice was soft,
polite. She walked into the bathroom. Chip, still gasping from the pain
sheÕd inflicted on him, stared after her.
ÒGet on your hands and knees,Ó Roger said to Jacinta. He walked over
the couch. He took a pillow from it. He tossed it across the room. It
landed next to Jacinta. She flinched. Her breasts wobbled. She looked at
her hands. They were still chaste in her mittens. But now there was
cream smeared on the silk of her gloves. ÒPut that pillow under your head
if you like,Ó Roger told Jacinta. ÒOr you may bite it if you prefer.Ó
Kyla, having pissed in the toilet, which everyone heard, returned
from the bathroom. She had a towel in her hands. She unfolded the towel
and dropped to her knees. She slid the towel under ChipÕs erect cock.
ÒWhat are you going to do?Ó Chip asked breathlessly.
ÒIÕm going to make you cum,Ó Kyla said matter-of-factly.
ÒWhat?!Ó Chip gasped.
ÒWe are not here entirely for pleasure, young man,Ó Kyla said. ÒA
hunk like you can get that anywhere. IÕm going to humiliate you, by making
you spend, shooting your sperm uselessly onto this towel.Ó
ÒNo!Ó Jacinta cried.
ÒOpen your legs!Ó Roger said gruffly, for Jacinta was kneeling now,
her head just inches from the pillow.
ÒIÕll supervise,Ó John said.
ÒYouÕll do nothing of the kind, dear,Ó Kyla said, clasping Chip by his
penis as she spoke. ÒWe have two young ladies here, with their legs
sweetly spread and their hands rendered quite useless. I want you to make
both of them mothers.Ó
Both Sue and Betsy let out a scream.
ÒWhat?Ó John asked. ÒBut what about you?Ó
ÒYouÕll penetrate me in good time,Ó Kyla said. ÒItÕs true I wanted
you first, but now that youÕve already cum once, IÕd rather see you pump
yourself into others. Prove your manhood to me. See if you can sperm
both these helpless girls, as Chip spurts himself on this towel and Roger
drives deep into JacintaÕs naughty young bottom!Ó
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