The Intruder Part 4

"Now they look much nicer," Jones snickered. "I think I'm gonna fuck her now. Why don't you warm her up for me, fuck-pad? Suck her cunt out."

"I... I don't know how," Jessie whimpered.

Jones reached over and grabbed her hair hard. She yelped and cried in pain as he forced her downward onto her knees and jammed her face into Caitlin's crotch.

"Push your tongue into that cunt meat, you stinking whore or I'll jam your whole fucking head up her ass." He let go of Caitlin's hair and the frightened woman's head leapt forward as she gasped in relief. She stared down at Jessie between her legs in appalled shock.

"Run Jessie!" she yelled. But Jessie was too scared to run and Jones turned and slapped Caitlin's face in response.

"You open your slutty mouth when you're sucking my cock and not otherwise," he warned. "Now spread your legs apart so your baby sister can suck you off." Caitlin looked at him miserably, then down at Jessie, who refused to meet her gaze. "I... I can't," she moaned. Jones cuffed her again, knocking her head aside.

"I said open those legs, slut!"

She groaned as she pulled her legs apart and her weight came down fully on her wrists. Jones bent over and eagerly watched Jessie as she pushed her tongue into Caitlin's furry muff.

"Put your hands under her thighs, cunt face, and lift them. That's it, hold them there and stuff that pretty little tongue up her snatch." He watched with a big smile on his face. "Run your tongue up and down her slit, and suck that clitty. That's it. All your bitches are natural dykes. You know how to do this."

Caitlin was in shock, stunned at the enormity and the horror of what was happening to her. Being stripped and tied up would have been bad enough. Having her sister watching was much worse, and having her actually, actually... sucking her pussy, was beyond comprehension.

She closed her eyes and tried to shut out the feeling of Jessie's tongue sliding up and down her cunt slit, pushing in and out of her fuck hole and buzzing over her clit, of her sister's lips folded on her clit and her mouth sucking avidly at the little fuck button. A loud sob broke from her lips. "You sick bastard," she wept." "Pry that cunt meat open," Jones sneered. He reached over Jessie's shoulders, his hands going to Caitlin's fuck hole.t He forced two fingers of each hand into her twat and pried her cunt apart as Caitlin gasped and moaned and grunted in pain. He held her cunt lips wide as he kneed Jessie in the back.

Jessie shoved her face into her sister's open cunt, sucking and licking, pushing her teeth inwards, and slipping it up and down over the glistening pink skin.

Jones watched, grinning. After a minute he jerked Jessie away by the hair. He stripped and pressed his naked body against her, mashing his lips down on hers as he ground his pelvis into her crotch and fondled her breasts.

He pulled his lips away and turned to Jessie. "You, fuck pad. Get around behind her on the bed."

She scurried around to do as he ordered, kneeling behind Caitlin on the bed. Jones lifted her sister's legs up and pushed them back, her knees pushing against the woman's sides.

"Hold her legs, slut. Hold them up for me."

Jessie had to press her body right up against Caitlin, which was awkward and embarrassing for both women since her full round, naked breasts had to push into Caitlin's back. She slid her arms around her sister, locking her hands together under Caitlin's knees to hold her legs high.

Jones gazed down at Caitlin's naked, exposed crotch with a lustful, sneering smile on his face. He cupped her crotch and rubbed his hand up and down over her pussy mound and down between her buttocks. He stiffened one finger, thrusting it into Caitlin's fuck opening and pumping it in and out.

"Beg for it, slut," he jeered. "I can fuck your cunt or fuck your asshole. If you ask me to I'll fuck your cunt. Otherwise you get reamed up the ass. Which will it be, bitch?"

Caitlin stared at him in hatred and humiliation, her wrists in agony.

"Well, I guess you want it up the ass then," he said, shaking his head in mock regret.

"NO!"

"What was that?"

"No, don't. D... don't do that."

"Do you want it up the cunt?"

"yes."

"What? I didn't hear you."

"Yes." she snarled.

"Not good enough. Ask me to fuck you."

"Fuck me."

"I said ask me, you stupid fucking twat!"

"Please. fuck me."

"Where?"

"In... In the... the cunt. Please fuck me in the cunt," she said in defeat, lowering her head. "Say it nicer, slut."

"Please fuck me in the cunt," she said, on the verge of tears.

"Well, since you ask so nicely."

He held his cock in one hand. It was hard as a rock, all dark angry red, veins running all over it, hair sticking out in all directions. He pressed the cockhead against the brunette's slit and rubbed it up and down several times, then slipped it into her saliva coated snatch, pressing the cockhead in slowly until it disappeared.

Suddenly he thrust hard, making Caitlin cry out in shock and pain. He jammed his pelvis against her, burying his boner inside her cunt pipe. She trembled violently, her head jerking spasmodically. He gripped her hair and forced his mouth against hers, grinding his hips against her buttocks, twisting his cock around inside her.

He pulled his ass back, then thrust hard, then pulled back, then thrust hard. Each hard thrust smashed his hips into her behind and knocked her backwards. Jessie spread her own knees a bit to better balance herself as she kept ahold of Caitlin's legs.

He drew back more of his cock and thrust it in deep, then started pumping long and hard, despite the tightness of her sheath. His buttocks humped back and forth, in and out, driving his boner inside her crotch hole, skewering the helpless brunette with his hard tool.

"You like that, don't you baby."

"Bastard," she whimpered.

"You want it up the ass instead?"

"No, please."

"You love it don't you."

"I... I love it," she groaned.

"Beg for it."

"Fuck me. Please fuck me. I love it. Please fuck me," she whined. "Whore. Fucking whore," he gritted, humping furiously, his hips smashing against her tight ass cheeks, his cock pistoning up and down her soft, velvety fur box. He pounded his hips into her with ferocious intensity, then groaned as his cock sprayed its juice down her tunnel and into her belly.

"Yeah! Yeah! You got it, slut! Suck my cum down! Suck it up your cunt! Uhhhhhh!"

He let his cock slip out of her hole and grinned smugly at her.

"Bastard," she wept.

"You're gonna have to learn to watch your tongue, slut, before I cut it out."

He bent and pulled his belt out of its loops again, then turned back to her. He raised the belt, and just as comprehension and horror dawned on her face, he swung it down savagely. It slashed into her cunt and she screamed in agony, jerking and shaking and thrashing in her bonds. Jessie could hardly hold onto her.

He lifted it and swung it down hard again. It slammed into her open crotch with a meaty thwack. Caitlin shrieked in horrible pain, jerking and bouncing, her head thrashing from side to side. Again it slashed down and again the horrible pain ripped into her cunt, bringing nausea and dizziness with it. Again and again and again the belt whipped down onto her cunt as Caitlin screamed and cried. Only when her shrieks had given way to constant sobbing interspaced by grunts at each new impact did he stop.

"You learn to keep a respectful tongue in your mouth, whore, or things'll go bad for you," he taunted. Then he punched her in the cunt as hard as he could.

Her eyes bulged and she choked as the dizziness and pain slashed through her brain.

"Let her legs go slut and go and get a razor, some water and some shaving cream." Jessie slowly eased her sister's legs down and then scurried into her bathroom.

"Before you're through you'll be just as obedient as her," Jones sneered.

Jessie came back with the things and Jones tied Caitlin's legs open then ordered Jessie to shave all her pussy hair off. Jessie set to work as Jones watched and in a few minutes Caitlin's muff was gone, her pussy as bald and naked as Jessie's own.

Jones rubbed his hand up and down her soft pussy mound, his other hand stroking Jessie's bald cunt at the same time. He untied Caitlin and dragged her across the floor by her hair. The weeping girl gripped his wrists to try and ease the pain as he threw her up onto the bed.

"Let's see a hot sixty-nine," Jones said excitedly. "You two bitches can suck each other off. I'm gonna get the camcorder."

He left the room and Jessie hesitantly sat down on the edge of the bed near Caitlin. Caitlin sat up and looked at the door, then turned to Jessie. "Let's get the fuck out of here!" She groaned, trying to get out of bed. Jessie gripped her arms and pulled her back.

"NO!" she cried. "He'll hurt you bad. I tried to run away. You can't."

"We can try!"

"No. He'll hurt you terrible."

"He already did that!" Caitlin snarled.

"It'll be lots worse, Caitlin. I know. He's mean and crazy. And he's got a gun."

"I didn't see any gun."

"He's got one."

Jones came back at that moment, and they stopped talking.

"Okay bitches. Start sucking each other." He brought the video camera to his face and started filming the naked pair as they stared back in embarrassment and fear. He halted and glared at them and Jessie quickly pushed her sister back on the bed and scrambled around to squat over her face. She bent over Caitlin's body and began to tongue her snatch.

Jones started taking pictures, moving around the bed to get them from the side, then moving in on Caitlin's face. Caitlin was revolted as she stared up at her sister's naked slit, but gripped her ass cheeks and started licking her tongue up and down the slit as Jones moved in for a close-up.

"Suck. Suck it, whore. Stick your fingers up her cunt. Yeah! That's it. More! Deeper. Shove em' right up baby sister's cunt pipe. Now lick that clitty. Suck it right off."

He turned off the camcorder after several minutes. "All right, sluts, lets see you do something else," he sneered. "Blonde cunt, get around and kiss her." Jessie changed herself around and knelt above her sister, then hesitantly lowered her mouth and kissed.

"Not like that, whore. Stick your tongue down her throat. Kiss her hard and you kiss back, bitch, and squeeze each other's titties. I want a nice hot lesbo scene here."

So Caitlin and Jessie kissed each other hard, their hands stroking and fondling each others' bodies while Jones recorded it all. He put the machine down after a few minutes, too excited to continue. He gripped both girls by the hair and pulled them around onto their hands and knees at the edge of the bed, then showed them his hard boner.

"Suck this, whores," he grinned, pulling both their faces in against his cock. Jessie opened her lips and sucked it in as he fucked it slowly back and forth in her mouth.

"Suck my balls, slut," he ordered Jessie. She cringed in disgust, but bent forward and began licking and sucking on his hairy balls. He sighed in pleasure, letting them suck him for a minute.

Then he pulled back, dragging both off the bed by their hair. They tumbled awkwardly to the floor and he dragged Jessie around behind him as he lined Caitlin up with his wet cock.

"Suck my asshole, slut," he ordered her, spreading his legs.

He pulled her face in against his butt as he shoved his cock into Caitlin's mouth. He held the brunette in place, holding a mass of brown hair in his fist, then pumped his cock in and out. Meanwhile he pulled Jessie harder into his ass.

"Stick your tongue up my shitter, whore," he ordered gleefully.

Too frightened off him to refuse any order, Jessie began tonguing his ass hole while Caitlin tried not to choke from his pumping cock. He moaned in happiness, then began drawing Caitlin in tighter. His cockhead started punching against the back of her mouth.

Suddenly it popped right through and into her throat. She gurgled in panic and horror, slapping at his hips as she tried to push him away. He only snickered and jammed his cock down deeper. He stood tall and proud, his legs spread as he held both beautiful women by the hair and felt the pleasure of their mouths on his cock and anus.

Jessie pressed her face in between his buttocks as she forced her tongue way up his asshole. Caitlin was panicking from lack of air as the cruel man plunged his cock up and down her quivering, spasming throat tube. He yelled in glee and spurted his juice into the brunette's throat, sending it sluicing down into her belly.

He dragged the blonde around and shoved her into the brunette, and both fell back together on the rug. He laughed down at them. Caitlin ignored him, gasping and coughing, her chest heaving as she drew in deep gulps of air.

"Well, whores. I gotta leave you alone for a while. I gotto go and meat a guy and see about a way out of the country. In the meantime, just so you're not lonely, I'll leave you both together."

He dragged them both into the bathroom and ordered them into the tub. He positioned them standing up together, face to face, tits mashing against tits, then taped Caitlin's wrists together behind Jessie's back and Jessie's wrists behind Caitlin's back. He wound tape around their joined bodies as well, winding the tape around their hips and backs.

He ordered them down on Caitlin's back, then pulled the brunette's legs up around her sister's behind and used the last of the tape to bind them there. He left the room for a minute then returned with the remains of the horse sperm.

Caitlin looked up without comprehension but Jessie closed her eyes and cringed as the man stuck the plug in the drain, then upended the container and slowly poured its contents over their bodies, paying special attention to their faces and asses and down between their melded chests, making sure their tits were nicely coated.

Caitlin realized what it was within seconds and screamed in disgust, trying to duck her head away. Jones only laughed, pulling her head back by the hair and pouring it right over her face. With the last of the horse sperm gone he tossed away the empty, then left, after warning them against either pulling the plug or trying to escape.

Caitlin pulled desperately at the tape, trying to get her wrists free.

"You shouldn't do that, Caitlin," Jessie said. "He'll get mad."

"Fuck him!"

"He'll hurt you. He'll hurt us."

"Not if we aren't here when the bastard comes back. Yuck, God damned bastard! This shit is all over me." "Me too. He made me drink some before."

"Oh God. How disgusting!"

"I nearly threw up. But I knew he'd make me drink that too."

"We have to get the fuck out of here, Jessie."

"We can't."

"Try! See if you can pull your wrists apart."

"I can't."

"Try!"

"No. He'll notice and get mad. I'm not moving."

"You dumb little bitch! Do you want him to come back and rape us?"

"Better than getting whipped on the cunt or the titties, or having him strangle you or beat you up."

"He might do that anyway!" Caitlin pulled and twisted her hands, ignoring the pain as she tried to jerk them back from the tape that held them.

No matter how hard she pulled she couldn't get her arms free and though she rolled back and forth and splashed in the puddle of horse sperm in the bottom of the tub, she and Jessie stayed where they were.

"Well, well, well. Isn't this pretty." The two girls looked up at the sound of Jones' hated voice and saw him grinning down at them. He held a knife in his hands and they cringed as he bent over the tub. All he did though was cut the tape off them.

Both girls sat up in the tub, Jessie fearful, Caitlin scowling.

"Have a nice time, girls?" he sneered. He reached behind the door and pulled out a plastic gallon jug, holding it up gleefully.

"Look what came while you were busy. I almost missed the guy but I got back just in time." he took off the top and showed them the gooey white contents.

"Here, cunt. See what it tastes like," he sneered, holding it out to Caitlin. She drew back in disgust.

"Take a good long drink, whore." he ordered. Again he held it to her lips but again she kept her mouth closed an drew back against the opposite wall. He smiled, then motioned Jessie forward.

"Show sis how good it tastes, slut," he leered.

She put her lips to the edge and started drinking as he held the heavy container in place. She drank and drank for almost a full minute. When he pulled the container away almost a quarter of it was gone and Jessie looked white in the face.

"See how good it is," he smirked. "Show your sister how good it makes you feel, whore. Jerk off for us. Lean back and jerk off real nice."

Jessie slowly leaned back against the corner of the tub, still sitting on her heels. Her eyes were dull and almost vacant as she ran her hands up and down her sticky body, cupped and fondled her breasts, then started rubbing her slit.

Jones tilted the container and a long thick stream of horse sperm poured down over her head and face, then splashed off her tits. He let the stream fall right onto her cunt, ordering her to pry her cunt lips open and lay back. She lay back, her knees back and legs wide, holding her cunt open as he poured the stuff right into her hole.

She was utterly coated in the sticky sperm and Caitlin watched, nauseated as Jessie plunged four fingers into her cunt and squeezed her titties hard, her body writhing as she grunted and moaned and sighed in fake pleasure.

"Okay, whore. That's enough self loving. Now do your sis. I wasn't to see a good hard kiss and I want you to squeeze those round titties of hers until they come off."

Caitlin drew back into the opposite corner, trying to push Jessie away as the cum smeared girl, her hair plastered to her scalp and cum dribbling down off it and off her face and shoulders, tried to embrace her.

Jones produced a second gallon container and poured it down on Caitlin's head. She screamed and tried to avoid it but her sister grabbed her and started kissing her, mashing her cum wet tits against Caitlin's. The two rolled to the bottom of the tub as Jones poured the contents all over them, deepening the level of the cum in the tub.

He grinned and snickered as Jessie fought to kiss and fondle her sister.

"All right, blondie. Get your ass out of the tub." Jessie gratefully pulled away and stepped out of the tub, dripping cum onto the floor.

"As for you, slut," Jones said toCaitlin. "You're gonna learn a lesson."

He turned his back on her and opened the cabinet, then fished out a pair of plastic gloves. Caitlin jumped out of the tub and he jerked aside, not wanting her to get horse sperm on him. She ran out the door with him in pursuit, down the hall, down the stairs and out the door.

She ran across the lawn towards the nearest building, the stable, hoping to hide, but he was too close and reached out, grabbing her long, trailing hair and jerking her to a halt. He whirled her around and slammed his knee up into her bare cunt, lifting her right off her feet with the force of the blow.

She gurgled in shock and agony, her legs going rubbery and dropping her downward. But he slammed his knee up into her crotch twice more as he held her by the hair and arm, and then turned and threw her into the wooden fence, slamming his fist into her side.

She sagged to the ground and he gripped her under the arms, hauling her up again. The top rail of the wooden fence was at chest level and he forced her arms over it, pulling her hands under and back. She was bent over and helpless and he slammed his knee up into her pulpy cunt again and again, until she was unconscious.

Jessie had stayed in the bathroom, kneeling in the corner and trembling in fear. He came back and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her after him as he went back downstairs. He picked up a bag and shoved it into her chest, ordering her to follow him.

They went back to the corral, where Jessie spotted her sister lying in a heap. She squeaked in fear but saw almost at once that Caitlin was still alive. Jones lifted the unconscious girl and pushed her back against the fence. He made Jessie hold her there as he brought her arms around and under the top rail, tying them in place with a rope he took from the bag. He tied her legs wide apart as well, so they weren't even on the ground and the helpless girl's weigh rested mostly on her armpits.

He stood back and looked at her in approval. With her arms around the rail her chest was pushed out nice an firm, and her slit was parted wide for his inspection.

He took the bag from the subdued blonde and fished around in it, pulling out a little vial.

He held it under Caitlin's nose and the girl started mumbling and jerking and twitching, then she woke up with a gasp. He snickered and pulled it back.

"Wouldn't want you to sleep through this, whore."

"Go inside and get me a couple of those containers of horse sperm," he ordered Jessie. "They're right by the front door."

She trotted back to the house, not for a minute considering running. Meanwhile he pulled out a riding crop from the bag and held it out to the bedraggled, moaning brunette.

"I went and got some professional equipment," he smirked. "It's made for slut training."

He slammed it down on her right tit and she screamed in pain, jerking helplessly against the ropes. he laughed and swung it down again, this time on her left tit. Again she screamed and jerked and wept as an angry red welt appeared.

He swung the crop down against her stomach, then her right tit again,then swung it in a sideways motion against both tits at once. They jiggled and bounced and he laughed, swinging it again the same way.

Jessie ran up with the two containers held against her chest. He put down the crop and plucked a clamp from the bag, slipping it over Caitlin's nose. Then he took one of the containers from Jessie, ordering her to put the other down.

He opened one, then motioned Jessie over the fence.

"Grab her hair and pull her head way back," he ordered.

Jessie did as he ordered, trying to ignore Caitlin's moan of pain as she forced her head upside down.

Jones poured the entire contents of the sperm container down over Caitlin's face and shoulders and down the front of her body, his boner sticking out against his jeans as he watched.

He pulled a big wide funnel from the bag and slapped gripped Caitlin's right tit with his gloved hand, then twisted savagely. She screamed, and in the middle of the scream he forced the tube between her teeth and into her mouth.

He picked up the second container and started pouring it into the funnel as Jessie held her sister's head back. The creamy fluid poured out the end of the funnel into Caitlin's mouth, then rapidly filled the oral cavity and backed up to the top of the funnel, overflowing it and pouring down on the brunette's cum smeared face.

Jones stopped pouring and smiled.

"You better swallow that cum, whore, otherwise you'll drown on it. You ain't gonna breath till you've taken it all."

He watched the level of cum in the funnel start to go down and saw the girl's throat bulging as she swallowed again and again. When the funnel, and her mouth were empty, her chest heaved as she drew in air. He gave her a few seconds, then started pouring again.

Again the funnel filled, though this time it was obvious she was drinking quickly. The level slid downward steadily and she breathed again. Again and again he filled the funnel, watching the horse sperm go down the luscious brunette's throat and into her belly.

"Please no more," she moaned, "I can't take any more. Please. Please, I'm all full. Please," she groaned around the funnel. He ignored her pouring more, removing the clamp from her nose so she could breath but warning her it would be back if she didn't continue to drink steadily.

She kept drinking as he kept pouring. She choked after a half minute, and sperm shot out her nose as she started coughing and choking and gagging. He examined the container. It was almost half empty. He grinned at her, then bent and untied her legs.

He pushed right leg up beside her head, tying it to the top rail, then pushed her left leg up, forcing her left foot up next to her head as well. With both tied there and her groin open and vulnerable, he picked up the crop and started whipping her cunt and asshole.

She choked and screamed and jerked helplessly, pain ripping through her system, her mind dazed and weak, her belly bloated, nausea filling her system. She threw up, but all she'd eaten or drunk that day was sperm so that was what poured out over her body as Jessie let go of her head.

Jones kept slashing the crop down on her cunt for almost a full minute, then stopped with a nasty smile.

"Starting to understand what happens when you disobey me and try to escape?"

He pulled a long hose from the bag and shoved it into her ass, feeding inch after inch of rubber into her shitter. Then he lifted the funnel from where it had fallen on the ground and attached it to the end of the tube. Jessie held it up at chest height as he poured horse sperm into it.

The sperm slid down the tube and up into Caitlin's asshole, almost a full quart of it seeping into her guts before her ass was full and would take no more. She sobbed and wept through it, coughing and hacking and choking on sperm barf.

Jones took the hose out of her ass and stuffed a plug in place, then shoved the hose up her cunt and poured another quart of horse sperm into her. When the container was empty he sent Jessie into the house for another. He shoved a round plug into her cunt and then used tape to seal both holes tightly.

Jessie returned with the container and he took it from her and set it down on the ground, then picked up the riding crop. To her surprise, he gave it to Jessie. She took it uncertainly, looking at him in bewilderment.

"Use it on her cunt." She turned and swallowed, looking at her moaning, groaning sister.

"I... I don't... " "If you don't I'll use it on her then on you."

Jessie moaned in indecision, then lifted the crop and brought it down lightly on Caitlin's cunt.

"Harder, slut!"

Jessie jumped in fear, then swung again. This time the crop made a loud thwack as it slashed into Caitlin's sperm covered pussy. Of course the tape was in the way but the girl still screamed in pain. Jessie struck her crotch several times, then stopped as Jones took it from her and pushed her away.

"Get on all fours," he ordered. Jessie immediately complied. She looked back and moaned as Jones stuffed the hose into her asshole. She felt the slimy thing slide deep into her bowels, then watched as Jones held the container awkwardly and started pouring. She felt the stuff gurgle down into her asshole and quickly fill it up.

Caitlin was groaning and moaning now from the cramps in her belly. Her guts were rolling and aching from all the liquid up inside her but she couldn't expel it because of the plugs.

Jones untied Caitlin, but only to turn the exhausted, dazed girl around and retie her facing the fence. Again he bent her arms around the top post and tied them in place. He gave Jessie the crop again and she said a prayer then swung it down against Caitlin's back.

Caitlin let out a cry of misery that brought tears to Jessie's eyes, but at Jones' order she swung the crop down on her back again, then again, then slashed it across her rounded buttocks a dozen or more times.

She tried to ignore the growing discomfort in her own gut as the quart or so of sperm that was up in her asshole fought to escape. She clamped down on her sphincter, terrified of what Jones would do if she let all the horse sperm spew out.

"Enough for now," he said finally. He cut the brunette loose and she slid to the ground, apparently lifeless. He knew better though. he kicked her in the side and she groaned in pain.

"Okay whore, get sis to suck you off. Climb over her face and drop that slutty wet cunt down on her mouth."

Jessie was holding her stomach, and groaning. She looked up at him miserably.

"Please can't I go to the bathroom?" she moaned.

"When I say. Now climb aboard slut face there and get a good eating."

She straddled Caitlin's face, wincing from the pain in her belly. She let her cunt come down on Caitlin's face but the brunette made no attempt to eat her.

"Eat the pussy, you cunt faced whore!" Jones yelled. "Suck that clitty!"

He put his foot down on Caitlin's abdomen and slowly brought his weight down. She gasped in pain and pushed feebly at his foot. "Ohh! Ohh! Uhh! P... p,.. Please! Please!" she gasped.

"Suck that cunt or I'll make your belly explode," he snapped.

She pushed her tongue out against her sister's slit and started tonguing it. Jessie moaned too, her own belly grumbling and rolling, threatening to rip open from the pressure of her swollen bowels.

Jessie leaned far forward, her hands on the ground, then her face actually pressed against the grass as her crotch sat on her sister's jaw. Suddenly she screamed and her ass burst open, spewing a thick white mass of horse sperm down onto Caitlin's face and chest.

Caitlin choked and coughed but kept sucking on her cunt as though nothing had happened. Jessie groaned in relief, her belly and groin feeling an immense pleasure at the sudden emptiness. She groaned and hugged Caitlin's face as the woman's tongue pushed up into her slit and tongued her clitty.

She closed her eyes, sighing in happiness, her body feeling a glow of pleasure. Her cunt was burning with heat she suddenly realized, and before she could think about why or how or what to do about it she was cumming, cumming furiously, her own cum spewing down onto her sister's sperm stained face as she ground her bald puffy cunt into Caitlin's face.

Jessie washed herself off with a hose and soap, then had to clean up Caitlin, who was in no shape to do anything much beyond moaning and whimpering. She was as gentle as she could with her sister, but knew the girl's many cuts were stinging from the powerful soap.

Not content to clean herself outside, the blonde pushed the garden hose up her asshole and let water sluice up into her for a full minute before removing it. She shoved it up Caitlin's cunt and asshole too, nothing too intimate for her any more.

Clean, the two staggered back to the house where Jones sat before the big screen TV watching a ball game.

Jessie took Caitlin upstairs to her room and put her to bed, hoping Jones would leave her alone for a while. There was no such luck, though. Jones was too excited to wait longer than it took for the sloppy, cum stained girls to get clean. Almost as soon as Caitlin was settled in bed, wincing from the pain in her back, tits, ass and cunt, Jones came into the room with his hard-on, looking for a place to put it.

Jessie felt guilty for having cum on Caitlin's face, and from pouring all that slimy gunk down on her. She offered to suck or fuck the cruel man, but Jones wanted Caitlin. Shoving Jessie aside he jerked off the covers and looked down at the nubile woman laying there.

He gripped her arm and rolled her onto her belly, then got into bed, kneeling between her legs and pulling them wide apart. He leaned forward, dropping his pants and taking out his hard prick, then pushed it against the brunette's asshole.

The Intruder Part 5

Jessie watched, wringing her hands a little as she saw Jones force more and more of his thick cock meat down into the groaning girl's anus. He draped his body over the brunette and thrust hard. Caitlin gasped in pain as the full length of his prong rammed up into her asshole.

Like Jessie, she'd never been sodomised before, but after the horrible events of the day there was nothing that could disgust her any more. She lay there and let him spear her asshole, just hoping he would quickly finish. She clenched her teeth against the pain, pressing her face into the pillow as Jones pounded his cock up and down her rectum. She didn't realize that, like Jessie, she had become tamed, unresisting, not thinking about anything but freedom from pain, willing to undergo anything so long as it would keep her from being whipped or beaten. She didn't even think of protesting as Jones reamed her as hard as he could, then spurted his wad down into her ass.

She was happy to feel it shooting into her. After all, she'd been pumped full of horse semen. At least this was only a bit, and human, if she could call Jones human, and it meant he was finished with her.

"Thank me for the cum," he said as he slipped his ass out from between her buttocks.

"Thank you for the cum," she whispered.

"Any time, slut," he laughed, slapping her ass. He swaggered out of the room and Jessie rushed over to comfort her. The blonde girl got into the bed with her and the two hugged each other tightly.

"He's so mean," she whined.

"He's... he's a cocksucker," Caitlin groaned, gazing down at her bruised and battered flesh. She slid her hand back behind her and rubbed her sore ass, wincing at the sharp stinging that remained in her reamed out asshole.

"That disgusting, filthy pervert," she groaned.

"Isn't it awful being fucked in the ass?" Jessie sighed in agreement.

"Jessie... we have to get that fucking tape from him."

"What?"

"The tape! The tape of us... of us... you know... doing things."

"Oh that." Jessie blushed in remembrance.

"Can you imagine if anyone we know sees it!"

"But it wasn't our fault!" Jessie protested.

"That doesn't matter! Jesus Christ can you imagine if Mom and Dad see it? We can't even call the police in case they catch him and see the tape. What if they show it to everyone?"

"They wouldn't do that. Would they?"

"They're men aren't they? I bet they'd all have a good long look at it. And they'd all show their friends and maybe make copies."

"I don't want to call the police anyway. I mean, we can't tell them what happened... the things we did, you know."

""What are we going to do, damn it? We can't let him keep doing this to us! We have to get the tape and get away somehow."

"What if he stays here and waits for us?"

"He wouldn't do that."

"But he's crazy! Who knows what he'd do?"

"Maybe you're right," Caitlin sighed. She squeezed her asshole again.

"It sure hurts being fucked in the ass," she complained.

"It'll feel better soon."

"Where did he get all that horse sperm anyway? Shit. I've never felt so nauseated in my life."

"He ordered it from the farmers depot. And he used our credit cards, the bastard."

"We have to kill him, Jessie. We'll just kill him and dump his body in the septic tank or something."

"How? He's got the gun."

"Where? Lots of times he's naked and I don't see the gun anywhere. If we could just get it then and shoot him..." Caitlin growled.

"I don't know. I've never shot anybody before."

"Well neither have I you idiot! I don't intend to wait for him to decide to kill us though."

"Do you think he will?"

"I don't know. Either way he's going to rape us in the cunt and asshole and make us suck each other off and do all sorts of other disgusting things to us. I don't want to swallow any more horse sperm and I don't want to lick your pussy again!"

"Well I don't like licking your pussy either!"

"I wasn't blaming you, Jessie. Anyway, licking your pussy and sucking your tits is the least disgusting thing he's made me do. I don't mind that so much as his filthy cock."

"I don't really mind it either, I mean, not like getting beat on or raped up the ass. Actually it's the first time I ever licked a pussy before. It was kind of... I don't know... kind of interesting."

"Interesting? You thought it was interesting. God you're a dumb slut!"

"I am not! I didn't mean, well, It's just something I've thought of before and, well, It was kind of... not that bad a thing."

"Well if we get out of this mess you can lick my pussy all you want to." Caitlin scowled.

"I didn't mean that!" Jessie flushed.

"Shit, my pussy hurts like hell, too," Caitlin groaned, rubbing it softly.

"I'm sorry about that," Jessie said, contritely. "I didn't want to whip your pussy at all but he made me."

"Well you didn't have to whip so hard."

"Is it really sore?"

"Yes! So are my titties. God." She rubbed her titties.

"I'm sorry," Jessie said. She too gazed down at the wounded mammary meat. She reached down and stroked Caitlin's right breast, feeling for welts or swellings on the soft flesh. Her fingers slid over the slightly discolored flesh without finding any bumps or swelling.

"Want me to kiss it and make it better?" she grinned.

"Don't be such a slut, Jessie," Caitlin moaned. "Well, it couldn't hurt." She bent and slid her tongue softly up and down Caitlin's rounded mammary melon. Caitlin started to push her away but the other girl's soft tongue did feel kind of good as it stroked across her silky flesh.

She rolled back on her back and did nothing as Jessie slid her tongue up and down and all around the rounded tit mounds. The blonde slid her right hand under Caitlin's left tit and kind of stroked the underside, sliding her hand back and forth, sliding around the edges of the fat boob.

She saw that Caitlin's nipples were hardening and remembered how she'd seen the riding crop slash directly across the soft pink flesh. She slid her tongue directly over the nipple, hoping it made her sister feel better. She worked very tenderly over the wounded mammary meat, wanting to ease the leftover pain.

Caitlin sighed softly, closing her eyes as she lay her head back on the pillow.

Jessie slid her tongue over onto the other nipple, sliding it around and around, then slurping directly across it. She slid her lips around the hard little bud and rubbed and squeezed them around it, then suckled gently.

Her hand moved down between Caitlin's legs and stroked her bare, bald little snatch, two fingers softly rubbing up and down along her slit, pressing just hard enough to pry the cunt lips apart and slide within the cleft, stroking over her clitty.

She didn't see or hear Jones coming into the room, for he moved very silently, a grim smile on his face. In his left hand he held a mass of leather and chain, in his right, a long metal tube resembling a bicycle air pump. He extended the air pump directly out in front of him as he moved closer to the bed.

Jessie was on her side, though tilted over against her sister's body. Her legs were parted slightly, revealing her cunt crack. Jones slid the tip of the narrow tube in between the blonde girl's parted thighs, a nasty smile on his face, then he jammed it hard against the girl's bald cunt.

There was a crackling sound and Jessie shrieked so loud that Caitlin screamed as well. The blonde's pelvis shot forward so hard her spine almost snapped as she jerked her cunt away from the searing pain that was biting at it.

Her entire body flew across her sister and landed in a whimpering heap against the wall as she scrambled around to look behind her, mouth and eyes wide.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Jones laughed uproariously. "Liked that I bet, slut," he sneered, eying the two lasciviously.

"I see you to slut dykes are getting into it without my say so. Baaaad giiiiirls." He touched the tip of the cattle prod to Caitlin's hip and the brunette howled and jerked backwards, so both girls were now crouched wide eyed against the wall.

"You! Blonde slut! Get your cunt over here, right now!" He growled.

Jessie whimpered fearfully, her eyes on the cattle prod, but there was nowhere to run. She edged forward to the end of the bed, then slid her legs over the edge and stood up.

Jones put his hand on her face and shoved her hard, hurling her back against the bed. She fell back but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her off the bed.

Her ass hit the floor with a loud thump. He sniggered then and lifted her ankle high, almost lifting her whole body off the floor. He jabbed the cattle prod down against her cunt and screwed it from side to side, forcing it inside her snatch.

Jessie whimpered and moaned, pleading with him not to shock her again. "No! No! No!" she begged, but he pushed down on the button and sent high voltage pain ripping into her nervous system. She howled and screamed, her body thrashing violently, half on the floor, half in mid-air.

Jones kept a tight hold on her ankle as she jerked and shook and strained against him. Finally she ripped free and scuttled across the floor. He followed, kicking her hard in the ass so she fell on her face.

"All right, whore, get back near the bed, on your knees." he ordered.

Whimpering in pain and terror, Jessie scurried back towards the bed and knelt, sitting back on her heels. Jones pointed the prod at Caitlin.

"Off your ass, whore," he snarled. "I got something for you and your slut sister." He hurled the chain and leather at her and it bounced off Caitlin's sore titties. Caitlin yelped, then edged off the bed and backed herself against a dresser.

"Put those on the blonde whore, girl, and do it fast," Jones glared.

Caitlin stared at the jumble of chain and leather then eased away from the dresser and picked some of it up. There were a number of small leather bands, sort of like wrist bands. They had metal studs and small rings set in their sides. She picked one up and eyed Jessie hesitantly.

"On her wrists and ankles, you stupid piece of cunt meat," Jones snarled. Caitlin swallowed fearfully, then reached down and gripped her sister's arm, lifting it. Jessie held it up obediently as Caitlin fitted a leather band around her wrist. She held up the other and Jessie raised her other hand so it too could be encircled by one of the leather bands.

In due course both her ankles were also circled by leather bands. After them came a leather collar, also studded, and also with a ring, just like a dog collar, in fact. She fitted it around Jessie's small throat with a look of regret at the kneeling girl.

Jones flicked a wide metal ring at her and Caitlin grabbed it, looking at it in confusion.

"Fasten her wrists together behind her back you stupid, shit faced, whore," Jones said in a conversational tone.

Caitlin saw that by pressing hard against one side of the metal ring she could create a small opening.

She pulled Jessie's wrists together at the small of her back and slid the ring through both the rings in her wrist bands, linking them together.

"Now fasten them to her collar," Jones sneered.

"But... but... "

"The chain, you fuck eyed fat assed cunt brained piece of shit."

She picked up a long piece of chain but Jones pressed the tip of the cattle prod against her wrist and she screamed and dropped it.

"The short one, slut mouth."

She picked up a very short chain, and saw that there was a small ring at one end similar to the one binding Jessie's wrists together. She pulled Jessie's collar around so the ring on it was behind her and snapped the chain into the ring, then pulled her bound wrists up.

Jessie began gasping in pain long before her wrists were high enough to reach the end of the short chain. Caitlin hesitated to push them up higher but knew Jones would not be satisfied otherwise. She pushed as slowly and gently as she could, edging her sister's slim arms higher and higher as Jessie gasped and moaned and whined in pain.

She had to raise them almost up to Jessie's neck before she could fasten the ring to the end of the chain.

"Now put the same things on yourself, cunt," Jones ordered.

Caitlin donned the wrist bands and ankle bands, then slid the other collar around her own throat.

She couldn't tie them together but Jones didn't seem to intend that just yet. He reached down and gripped Jessie by the hair, dragging her to her feet.

Jessie gasped and moaned, every movement putting pressure on her agonized arms. Her head was pulled back, her chest thrust out as her arms pulled back on her throat. Her eyes rolled fearfully as she tried to look behind her at Jones.

Jones was smiling, which meant bad new.

"Okay, cunt, here's this slut sister of yours. I think she needs to know who's boss. I want you to punch her in the stomach as hard as you can."

Caitlin looked at Jessie's helpless body in consternation. She didn't want to hit her sister, but was frightened of what Jones would do if she refused. she was painfully aware of the cattle prod still clutched in his other hand.

"Right now, cunt!"

She drew back her fist and thumped it weakly into Jessie's belly. Jessie grunted, though not much. Jones hauled her aside and stabbed the cattle prod into Caitlin's belly. The sizzling power ripped into the brunette's guts as she screamed in agony.

She was thrown back against the dresser, Jones keeping the prod jammed into her belly as he sneered in pleasure. Caitlin instinctively grabbed at the prod but her hands burned as the power ripped into them as well. Jones laughed and pulled it back. Caitlin shook and trembled as she fell to her knees, then rolled forward onto the carpet, clutching her belly.

"You better learn to do what I tell you, fuck hole." Jones said.

"Now, you're gonna punch the blonde whore in the belly. If you don't, and if it isn't hard, I'll stick this thing up your cunt and fry your brains."

She slowly climbed back to her feet, panting and whimpering, tears in her eyes. Jones swung Jessie around in front of him again and smiled.

"Now, slut!" He yelled.

Terrified, Caitlin drew back her fist and punched Jessie as hard as she could in the belly. The blonde gurgled in pain and tried to bend forward but was drawn back sharply by the agony in her shoulders when she did. She felt sick and dizzy and her belly ached. "Good, now lets' see you punch her in the tit, either one will do."

Anxiously, torn between not wanting to hurt Jessie, and terror of the cattle prod, Caitlin slammed her fist into Jessie's left tit mound. Her fist sunk deep into the soft flesh before coming to rest against her sister's ribs.

Jessie screamed in pain but Jones held her easily in place.

"Again, this time her other tit." He held up the prod menacingly and Caitlin squeaked in fear and slammed her fist into Jessie's other tit. Again Jessie howled in pain as the fist smashed into her soft, tender meat, but there was nothing she could do.

"On your knees, whore!" Jones yelled. Caitlin dropped to her knees, gratefully, thinking she wouldn't have to hurt Jessie again. Jones had other ideas, he bent Jessie forward, ignoring the groans of pain from the trembling girl.

She kept her head pulled back as Jones bent her forward at the waist so her fat tit sacks hung below her like full water balloons. Both hung just about level with Caitlin's face. "Let's see how good you are at boxing, slut box. I want you to start punching these two fat torpedoes here and keep doing it as hard and fast as you can until I say stop."

"Oh please no," Caitlin whimpered. Jones stabbed the prod against the side of her neck and pain exploded in the shaking girl's mind, hurling her back against the wall where she sagged to the floor.

Jones stabbed the prod down against her foot, then against her side, then her ass then her back as the girl twisted and turned, shrieking in agony and terror.

Jones pulled back, laughing. Caitlin lay curled up in the corner, sobbing and trembling and shaking in pain and terror. She shivered uncontrollably as looked down with a smile of satisfaction on his face.

"Now get your ass over here, you miserable slut box and do what I tell you or you'll get it twice as bad next time."

Caitlin couldn't move for a minute, but then crawled across to them and jerked upright on her knees, her body still trembling, her eyes wide and wild.

"Start punching at these milk bags," Jones ordered, pressing down against the back of Jessie's neck.

Caitlin lifted her hand in a girlish fist and slapped it at Jessie's tit. It struck and smashed the tit backwards.

"Faster! Harder! Faster! Harder! Harder! Harder!" Jones shouted angrily.

Caitlin punched with her other fist, then with the first, then the second, punching harder and faster and straighter as some of her body began to sort itself out from the violent electrical firestorm that had ripped through it.

Jessie screamed in agony as her tits flopped and jerked and bounced under the continuous blows of her sister's two fists. The two heavy mammaries swung and bounced as Caitlin's fists sunk into their soft meat and sent them hurling backwards like punching bags.

Caitlin had never used speed bags, or even really seen them but she was using Jessie's tits like twin speed bags now as she rattled her fists against the bouncing flesh again and again. Jones laughed in amusement as he watched. "Enough," he said, twirling the blonde around by her hair and shoving her down to her knees. She bent her over, mashing her face against the floor as he picked up something from the bed. He tossed it to Caitlin and ordered her to put it on.

Caitlin wasn't even sure what it was at first. Her thinking processes weren't working all that well. Still, she slipped it on, realizing quickly what its purpose was. It was a dildo, only it strapped around her hips and nestled down between her legs like a man's penis. She knew it was for fucking her sister with.

"All right, whore, give this blonde slut a real ride," he grinned. "Stick it up her snatch and fuck the bitch till she cums."

Jessie was oblivious to what was being said or done behind her. She sobbed in pain, wanting to fondle her aching titties, which were throbbing with agony as they lay pressed against the floor beneath her. She felt something hard pressing against her cunt, but the sensation was trifling next to the agony of her tits and she practically ignored it.

The dildo was very long, however, and quite thick too. It slid remorselessly into Jessie's tight, snug cunt sheath, Caitlin having no choice, or thought of doing other than burying it in the slender blonde's cunt box.

She wiggled her hips from side to side when the dildo met resistance, screwing the thick rubber prong around inside Jessie's snatch, humping back and forth until it pushed deeper.

She grunted with the effort, her hands on her sister's hips as she drove the dildo steadily deeper into her cunt chamber. Only when her own hips were pressed hard against Jessie's soft round buttocks did she began to draw back.

She fucked into Jessie's cunt cleft with a steady humping motion, going fast because she knew Jones wanted her to. Jessie hardly seemed to notice at first. She moaned, as she'd been doing for some time but did not try to resist or move away.

"Harder!" Jones ordered.

The order wasn't unexpected and Caitlin immediately began to fuck harder, drilling the thick rubber cock back and forth inside Jessie's fuck tunnel. Her hips began to slap against Jessie's ass flesh with greater force and noise now and Jessie grunted with the impact of the dildo against her fuck box.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she groaned in accompaniment to the slapping of Caitlin's flesh against her buttocks.

"I think she needs something else to turn her on," Jones commented.

"Take out the dildo and take this." He handed her the cattle prod.

She almost dropped it, staring wide-eyed at the metal tube. Jones undid Jessie's collar and unclipped her wrists from the chain. The blonde groaned in relief as she let her still bound wrists slide down her back. Jones immediately slid a slender chain noose over the blonde's head and down around her throat, then gave the other end of the chain to Caitlin.

"Now whore, you're gonna ride this bitch like she's fuckin' buckin' bronco. And she will be too. Stick that prod as deep in her cunt as it'll go, then hang onto the chain and press the button."

Caitlin thought, briefly, about using the prod on him, but was sure he was prepared for such a thing and doubted she'd be able to reach him before he knocked it out of her hand. Anyway, she was too frightened. She eased the tube into her sister's cunt, reluctantly pushing it deep into her snatch until she could get it no further.

"When I say, you press the button, and if she gets away from you before I say to stop I'll shove it up your cunt and show you how easy it is to hold a whore in place and ride her with the prod."

Caitlin nodded her head quickly, gasping in fear at the thought. She pulled the chain tight, not thinking or caring that it tightened around Jessie's slim throat.

"Now!" Jones shouted. Caitlin yelped in fear, her finger pressing down on the button.

Jessie howled in agony, her body pulling desperately against the chain as she tried to tear herself free from the horrible pain ripping through her guts.

Her knees smashed and ground against the carpet as her body shook violently, thrashing and pulling, even as the chain choked the breath out of her.

Her head whipped back and forth and her body trembled and shook. She tried to rise several times only to be forced back by Caitlin, who jammed the prod down hard against the back wall of her cunt tunnel. She shook and bucked like a horse, her upper body flying upwards off the floor and back against Caitlin.

Terrified that she'd get loose and Jones would subject her to the prod, Caitlin hung on for dear life, pulling down hard on the chain as Jessie tried to rise to her feet, holding the prod inside her thrashing, shaking, squirming, writhing sister's honey pot as Jessie howled and screamed in tortured agony.

Finally, the breath choked out of her, Jessie fell forward, flat on her belly. Caitlin still knelt between her spread legs, holding the prod down against her snatch as the blonde bounced and shook and trembled on the floor, grunting and gurgling like an epileptic having a fit.

"Enough," Jones said lazily, grinning.

Caitlin turned off the juice and slid the prod out of Jessie's cunt, letting go of the chain. She whimpered herself as she looked down at her sister, still trembling and gurgling and shaking.

"I bet she won't forget that soon," Jones laughed. "Okay, slut, turn her over and start eating that pussy."

Caitlin rolled her sister over, spreading her legs further as she knelt and pressed her face into her bald, burned up little cunt. She tongued her slit, sliding her moist pink tongue up and down the dry cleft, then pushing it inside.

Jessie seemed oblivious to what she was doing. She was still shaking and grunting and Caitlin had to hold her thighs down to keep her gash in place. She pushed her tongue deep into the hole, hoping to moisten some of the fried cunt she had abused.

Her tongue slurped and sucked and slid up and down the blonde's honey pot, probing inside her fuck hole as she sucked cunt. In a determined effort to relieve some of the pain, Caitlin began to rub and suck on Jessie's clitty, her tongue stroking over it again and again.

Jessie's mind was a bedraggled mess, fractured into a thousand pieces by the terrible pain she had undergone. Her body though, reacted as it was made to. On automatic pilot, without the guilt, fear, or anger to effect it, her clit began to buzz with pleasure from the careful stroking of the other woman's tongue.

Caitlin sucked two of her fingers, moistening them, then slid them up into Jessie's snatch, pumping them slowly in and out as she continued to lick and suck on her sister's clitty. She felt Jessie's own lubrication beginning to seep out from her pussy walls and said a small prayer of thanks.

Jessie was still trembling, though not as violently. Her grunts and groans had been replaced by delirious mutterings and whispers, words neither of the others could make out. Caitlin sucked hard on her clitty as she stroked her fingers in and out of the cunt hole she herself had so abused.

Jessie showed no reaction, but her body was obviously responding and that was what Caitlin wanted. She slid one hand up Jessie's body and squeezed a fat tit, kneading the flesh repeatedly as she searched for, then found the hard little nipple.

Jessie's head was jerking and thrashing from side to side and her loins were starting to hump up against Caitlin's face. Caitlin licked harder, her tongue rasping across Jessie's clit as she pumped her fingers faster in her sister's snatch.

The blonde wept and moaned and grunted insensibly, her legs pulling apart as her ass cheeks ground into the carpet and her hands jerked and quivered on the floor. Her eyes were open but unseeing as her body, responding to an age old stimulus, began to rip into an orgasmic explosion that shoved aside and then buried the sensation of pain that had enveloped the blonde.

She groaned in pleasure now, though her conscious mind wasn't aware of what was going on. Her body shook and bounced through a climax of immense proportions, her raw, frazzled nerve endings flooded and overloaded with cataclysmic ecstasy that grew and grew until it blasted the hapless, helpless girl completely out of her skin and dropped her into the blackness of unconsciousness. "Well, you got a talented tongue, pussy," Jones snickered. He gripped her thick hair and dragged her to her feet, then shoved her against the bed, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the edge of the mattress.

"Spread those legs, whore," he ordered.

Caitlin spread her legs wider, then wider still, raising her ass in the air as he fingered her slit and asshole. He ran his hands over her round ass cheeks, then slapped them both down with a laugh.

"That's the position for you to get used to, whore. This is something all you college girls should be shown before you even start school."

He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard boner, sticking the head against her bald cunt cleft. His cockhead sank into her velvety fuck opening, disappearing from view. Caitlin grunted as he thrust forward, half his cock driving up into her belly.

"Suck it down. Suck it down," he sighed, gripping her hips as he slammed the rest of his cock meat into her fuck tunnel.

"Fucking cunt! Stinking whore! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" he grunted, drilling his prick into her buttery depths, grinding his hips against her ass flesh as he pulled hard on her hips.

"Take it! Take it!" he gasped, pounding his prick harder and harder into her soft cunt box, his hips hammering into her ass flesh, knocking her body forward away from him, only to be dragged back by his strong, iron hard grip.

"Fucking bitch!" he cursed, his hips beating a furious tattoo against her ass, his cock drilling her tight pussy, pistoning in and out as he jerked her body back and forth with savage, violent fury. Her tits swung back and forth and her head bounced helplessly as he slammed into her with remorseless anger and lust.

He grabbed her wrists, pulling them straight back along her body, pulling so hard she screamed, her arms threatening to rip free of their sockets as he used them to tear her body back against his raging hard-on. He bucked into her, his hips making brutal contact with her cupcake buttocks, hurling her forward with a scream of pain. Then he yanked back on her arms, again making her scream as he used his grip to brake her body's forward motion and jerk her back against his next ferocious thrust.

Caitlin was pounded and battered like a rag doll, yelping and groaning and sobbing in disorientation as her body bounced and jerked up and down and back and forth. He raped his cock down into her with cruel spearing strokes, skewering her aching cunt box, making her scream in pain as his lance impaled her over and over again.

He gave a groan and fell forward over her, his weight crushing her into the mattress. His body covered her, his arms sliding beneath her and nearly cutting her in half as he crushed her against him with all his strength. He ground his crotch into her ass flesh as he twisted his hard cock around inside her tight, elastic fuck sheath, then his mouth opened wide and he bit down on her shoulder, his teeth digging into her soft flesh as she quivered in agony.

He growled and drooled, his cock beginning to pump inside her again, his hips slapping against her ass meat.

"Bitch! Whore! Fucking... Ungh... Cunt! Ungh!" He buried his fuck stick inside her, and still he rammed forward, mashing his hips against her, crushing her against the mattress, trying to ram his entire pelvis into her cunt opening.

Then he came, his juice spewing out the end of his fuck tool and boiling down into her belly, gushing along her silken cunt walls and flooding her womb with warm wet white sperm.

He grunted as he jerked hard on his arms, crushing her against him again, then again, then again, as though trying to force his flesh through hers, to force his entire body into her.

A last wad of sperm spat out the tip of his cock and rattled down into her belly and he finally relaxed atop the near senseless girl, groaning in satisfaction as his cock finally began to soften inside her snug cleft.

The Intruder Part 6

Jones left them alone for a long while, long enough for the bedraggled, abused young women to regain some portion of their sanity and energy at least. They both groaned weakly from the hard riding they'd been given, and the pain inflicted on them. Each had new sore spots to cup and squeeze and rub.

Jones didn't bother them until supper time, when they had to go down into the kitchen and make him a big dinner. The two naked girls worked side by side in the kitchen, always with an ear open for Jones' appearance, frightened he might catch them saying something against him.

Both still wore the leather bands around their ankles and wrists, though Jessie's were no longer fastened together. Neither tried to escape out the kitchen door. By now they both had the idea that Jones was practically omniscient, could read their minds and tell when they were planning something.

Neither wanted to feel his fists again, or the pain of the cattle prod. Jessie, in particular was too frightened to even think about running away from him. They made stake and potatoes and gravy and then knelt on either side of his chair, their wrists bound together behind their backs as Jones ate.

After dinner, Jones used both as foot stools, making them kneel side by side as he rested one foot on each back. He clicked through the TV channels, but found nothing half so interesting as the two rounded asses and tight, bare little cunt cracks staring up at him.

Every once in a while he would lift a foot off one of their backs, then shove hard on the girl's ass, knocking her off her knees and onto her face on the carpet. He would watch with a sneer as the girl quickly got back to her knees and scurried back into position.

Several times he leaned forward, his lighter in his hands, clicking it on and sliding it beneath a soft little cunt mound so the flame burned into tender flesh. The girl would screech in pain and fly forward as he laughed in amusement and put his lighter away.

Still, even this began to bore him after a while. He stripped and let both girls work on his cock at the same time. To make it more difficult for them he bound their hands behind them again, allowing them only their tongues and lips to work suck and lick on his balls and cock. Before he came he jammed their heads together, then spit his sperm into their faces, making them lick it off each other.

It was while he was watching Jessie suck Caitlin's nipple, and yelling at the blonde to bite it off, that he got an idea that promised excitement. He played with it in his mind for a few minutes as the two girls made love together, trying to think of the most interesting way to bring it about.

He went to the kitchen and got a sewing kit, then rummaged in the jewel box for some rings. He found just what he wanted and brought them back to the living room. First he had Jessie lay flat on the coffee table, then he pulled her upwards so first her head hung over, then her shoulders. He pulled her arms back behind her neck and fastened them to the ring of her collar, then spread her legs and put them down on either side of the table, running a chain beneath the table to lock them together.

The blonde groaned in discomfort, the edge of the table digging painfully into her back. Jones ignored her, sending Caitlin scurrying to the kitchen for ice, then making her kneel with her crotch over Jessie's face, pressing down hard, her hands cupping and squeezing the girl's tits.

He pressed one of the ice cubes against Jessie's right nipple, holding it in place for several long seconds as the blonde shivered on the table. When he pulled it away, the nipple was wet, and firmly erect. He took out a long, thin needle, his eyes gleaming as he beheld the twin mounds, both sticking out so hard, so full, so round and firm.

He rolled the nipple in his fingers for a few moments, then pinched the end tightly and pulled upwards. He pressed the needle against the side of Jessie's nipple and slowly pushed it in.

Jessie gave a sharp cry of pain, then another, louder yell. She started struggling, the muscles of her stomach and legs rippling as she tried to pull away. Her face jerked upwards into Caitlin's crotch, as though she could lift the girl off the floor.

She screamed louder as the needle dug into her super-sensitive flesh, boring a way through the nipple and out the other side. Both Jones and Caitlin stared in fascination at the nipple, pierced by the needle, an inch of thin steel projecting out either side.

Instead of pulling the needle all the way through, or drawing it back out, Jones turned it to one side, twisting it around in a full circle, twisting the aching nipple with it as Jessie howled in pain. He let it go and it spun around just like a propeller.

He took it out and replaced it with a small golden earring. Jessie's screams had dropped to whimpers but quickly picked up as she felt the sharp biting pain in her other nipple. Of course the way to do such things was quick, so there would be less pain. Jones pushed the needle in as slow as he could, prolonging the pain for the shaking, jerking young woman.

Then he slid a matching earring through this nipple.

Jones shifted downward along the table, eying the soft, warm pussy meat. He licked his lips as his fingers rubbed along Jessie's cunt, felt her pussy lips and looked for a good place to jam in the needle. Down at the bottom, he thought.

Again Jessie howled in pain, this time even louder. her legs jerked furiously against the legs of the table, her legs straining to pull free as Jones pushed the needle deeper and deeper into her tender cunt meat.

Jessie didn't know what was going on. All she could see was her sister's thighs ass and cunt, along with the far wall. She had no idea why her nipples had stung so, and why they still stung a little and felt so odd. Nor did she know what Jones was doing to her cunt mound, to the tender, pulpy meat down there. All she knew was that it hurt... a lot.

She struggled furiously, but could do nothing as Jones pushed the needle through her flesh and out the other side, then put a fat ring through her cunt flesh just at the base of her slit.

He played with the three rings, rolling them, tugging on them, twisting her soft skin until she screamed again. Finally he untied her legs and had Caitlin let her up.

Jessie stared down at the rings dangling from her sore nipples, astonishment on her face. Never in her life had she heard of people wearing rings in their nipples, nor ever imagined such a thing happening to her. She couldn't pull her hands down from behind her head and couldn't see the ring dangling from her pussy, but knew it was there, could feel it against her thighs when she closed her legs.

"Take them out! Take them out!" she cried.

"Don't tell me what to do, slut, or I'll put in a hundred more," Jones snapped.

He shoved her aside and dragged Caitlin up on the table. The brunette began to whimper in fear but didn't dare to struggle as he fastened her legs together beneath the table, then bound her wrists up against the back of her collar.

He pushed her back over the top of the table, kneeling there and sticking his cock into her mouth as he rolled the ice cube over her right nipple. He hummed softly as he pierced her nipple. Caitlin, not as alarmed as her sister had been since she knew very well what was happening, still cried out in pain, but did not thrash as much as Jessie had.

Soon both nipples and her pussy lips had rings through them, and Jones got another idea. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and shuffled back a bit, still holding her head down. Before she could react he slid the needle down against her nose and jabbed it in hard.

She screamed in agony as her eyes teared up. Her nose felt like it was on fire as he forced the needle through the small layer of flesh dividing her nostrils. He pulled it out and took another earring, slipping it through the hole and clipping it in place.

He looked up at Jessie and his eyes gleamed. She started whimpering and her head turned left, then right, as though seeking a path to escape. Jones pounced on her and forced her flat on the ground, sitting on her chest and bringing his knees down hard against the sides of her head. Locked tightly in place, she could not resist as he pierced her nose as well, and slid an earring through.

He let her up and she sobbed as she felt the gold ring dangling on her lower lip. It was a bit big for a nose ring, but Jones was happy and that, ultimately, was all that mattered. He released Caitlin, then forced both girls to their knees, side by side in front of him.

"Now that looks good," he sniggered. "Dirty little whores. All you cunts ought to be taught your place like this."

He looked down at the bound, naked girls, licking his lips as his eyes gleamed in delight at the delicious sight of the naked, docile female flesh that was in his control. Both girls knelt with their heads bowed, gazing down at the rings through their nipples and the trying to see the ones through their noses.

Jones dropped his pants and his boner stuck out hard and strong and proud. He grinned as he stepped out of his pants, then he gripped them by the hair and pulled their faces in against his crotch, rubbing his cock against them.

He pressed their faces together on either side of his cock, sliding his cock slowly forward and back between their cheeks, pressing their faces against it as he humped slowly in and out. He pulled back a bit, then pushed his cock against Caitlin's mouth. She opened it and he thrust it inside.

His cockhead pumped steadily in her mouth as he watched her begin to suck. After a minute he pulled out and pushed it into her sister's mouth. Jessie dutifully began to suck on it as well and he pumped it in and out of her soft, moist lips for a long minute too.

Wet with saliva, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and rubbed it against her face, then let her suck on it again. He took it out of her mouth and rubbed it against Caitlin's face, his eyes full of lust and power, certain of his mastery over their soft, vulnerable bodies, relishing their subjugation and degradation.

He moved behind them, then pushed their heads forward, forcing them down onto their shoulders on the floor. They knelt there, asses in the air, legs apart, arms bound behind them, as he admired their perfect round buttocks and the soft pink flesh of their pussies peaking out between their cunt lips.

He knelt behind them and slid a hand under each pussy mound, rubbing back and forth, savouring the softness of their pulpy little cunt meat. He thrust a pair of fingers into each girl's snatch and pumped steadily, wishing he had two cocks to fuck them with.

He shuffled to one side, positioning his cock against Caitlin's gash, then pushed it inside, burying the entire length to the balls inside her belly.

He sighed in delight, pumping steadily, not in any hurry to get off. He fucked her for a minute, then pulled out and shifted behind Jessie, then thrust into her, jamming every inch of cock shaft inside her.

He started fucking her with the same steady motion as he'd used on Caitlin. His left hand slid up and down Caitlin's cunt mound as he finger fucked her at the same time. He felt powerful and commanding, relishing his conquest over the snotty college girls he hated.

He pulled out of Jessie and moved over to the bag he had on a side table, pulling the strap-on dildo from it. He returned to the girls, neither of whom had moved, and knelt behind Caitlin. He pressed his cock against her hole, then drove it deep inside with a single thrust.

He held the base of the dildo in his left hand, pressing the head against Jessie's snatch. He screwed and twisted it as he forced the thick rubber prong into the blonde girl's fuck pit, loving every groan and grunt she gave off.

He fucked both girls now, using the same motion, the dildo sliding in time to his cock as he casually made use of the subdued girls' bodies.

He started fucking harder, then harder, his hips pumping with greater energy as his excitement mounted beyond check. He no longer could restrain his furious desires as he slammed his hips into Caitlin's buttocks and pounded the dildo down into Jessie's quim.

He fucked hard and fast, using long, deep strokes that sent cockheads, both real and rubber, smashing into the deepest pits of the girls' fuck boxes.

Then he came, spitting thick gooey streams of juice up into Caitlin's belly, groaning in pleasure as he felt her tight, elastic cunt milking his tool, sucking out every last drop of fuck milk down into her hot belly. His pumping slowed and he sighed in relief, stopping and pulling his cock free of the brunette.

He jerked the dildo out of Jessie's cunt so fast she cried out in pain, which made him smile.

"Time to go to bed, whores," he sighed, rubbing his head and yawning. He led them upstairs to the master bedroom, then looked around, as though searching for a place to put them. He shoved Jessie down onto her back on the floor, then positioned Caitlin over her face, forcing her cunt down onto the blonde.

He slipped a finger into the ring in Caitlin's pussy ring, pulling it down towards Jessie's nose ring. Each of them yelped and gasped in pain as he tugged on the rings, trying to clip them together. Finally he succeeded. He crawled over between Jessie's legs then and pushed Caitlin's face down into her cunt, snapping Caitlin's nose ring through Jessie's pussy ring.

He took a small gold chain and slipped it through Caitlin's nipple rings, then circled it around Jessie's back. It was very tight, and pulled both her titties out towards the sides of her body, but her discomfort didn't concern him. He found another chain and slid it through Jessie's nipple rings, then around Caitlin's back.

Then he got into bed, confident neither would be able to go anywhere with their wrists bound behind them and their bodies so tightly locked together.

That each girl had her mouth pressed directly against her sister's cunt slit was merely amusing to him, though they of course found it highly uncomfortable. Neither could sleep at all, not with their nipples being pulled so hard by the chain around her sister.

Any small movement, however subtle, would pull hard on a nipple ring, or worse, a nose or pussy ring, which would result in a cry of pain from one or both of them.

Hours passed, uncountable hours, as Jones snored and the two women endured the discomfort and pain of the sleepless night. Both had bruises and aches and pains all over their body, including stinging, continual discomfort from the little electrical burns where the cattle prod had touched them.

For Jessie, it was the second sleepless night, after the second, horrible, tense, exhausting day. She wept bitterly several times, in absolute misery. Her tears however, served no purpose other than to moisten her sister's crotch.

Sometime near dawn, the exhausted girl drifted off briefly, only to awake with a jerk of her head that made both her and Caitlin cry out in pain. Tears flowed down her cheeks again as the nose ring sent pain ripping through her face.

She couldn't even clutch her nose to rub the soreness away, nor could Caitlin cup her stinging pussy to ease the pain.

"Watch what the hell you're doing!" Caitlin snarled, panting from the pain in her tender cunt flesh.

"I'm sorry," Jessie whimpered, blinking back tears.

"How the hell you could fall asleep... "

"I haven't slept in two days!"

"Well don't do it now! You nearly tore my cunt open!"

"Did not," Jessie pouted, sniffling in misery.

"Shit that hurts," Caitlin moaned. "That lousy pervert fucker."

"I'm sorry," Jessie repeated, an idea appeared then in her far from clear mind. She pushed her tongue out against her sister's cunt, sliding it up and down the bare slit, then working it in deeper.

"What are you doing?" Caitlin gasped.

"I'm trying to make you feel better."

"Well don't."

"Doesn't it feel better?" She pushed her tongue deep into Caitlin's snatch, twisting it around inside her velvety cunt box, then rasped it across her clitty with sharp, flicking motions.

"You just... just shouldn't," Caitlin groaned. Jessie didn't really hear her. She licked all along Caitlin's slit, probing deep inside with her tongue, then started a steady, soft lapping of her clitty, her soft tongue slipping over the rapidly hardening little bud again and again and again.

Caitlin lay there, weary and despondent, not caring enough to make her sister stop licking at her slit. It didn't feel bad, after all. In fact, it kind of felt good. Certainly, she'd felt little enough that was pleasurable since she'd come here yesterday morning.

After a while though, the pleasure intruded on her quiet despair, sending tingling heat into her belly, a hot, quivering lust sizzling up along her spine to her brain. She began to pay a lot more attention to what was going on between her legs, spreading her legs wide apart to let her sister lick easier.

She flicked her own tongue against Jessie's cunt, pushing it in between her cunt lips and corkscrewing it in as deep as she could, slurping and sucking at her sister's cunt box. Jessie sighed in pleasure and opened her own legs.

Caitlin pushed her tongue deeper, heaving a little sigh herself as Jessie's tongue rasped particularly hard over her clitty.

"Oh! Oh Caitlin!" Jessie moaned as the brunette mashed her chin against the blonde girl's clit. She had to tug a little on her nose but the pain was minor next to the pleasure bubbling up into her belly.

Caitlin sucked hard on her slit and cunt, chewing and gnawing at her fuck meat as Jessie moaned louder and began shaking and trembling against her. Caitlin arched her back, pulling her tits back against the pull of the nipple rings, then she mashed her tits against Jessie's belly, groaning in pleasure.

She flickered her tongue as fast as she could against Jessie's clit, then pressed it against her lower lip and mashed it slow and hard over the buzzing little fuck button. Jessie quivered and jerked and moaned, both girls giving little cries as their bodies pulled at the rings locking them together.

Then Caitlin screamed as Jones slashed the riding crop down against her upturned ass cheeks. Her body shot forward, her cunt ring tearing at Jessie's nose, Jessie's cunt ring tearing at hers. They both cried out in pain at that.

"Fucking dyke whores!" Jones snarled. "I'm tryin' to get some fuckin' sleep!" He slashed the crop down on Caitlin's back again and again, raining blows down as the brunette screamed in agony, her body doubly pained, both by the crop and by her own jerking motions that pulled at her cunt and nose rings.

She rolled instinctively and the crop cracked down on Jessie's buttocks, bringing a howl of pain from the blonde. Again and again the crop cracked against the blonde's back and buttocks and thighs until Jessie rolled and then Caitlin was slashed.

Both were soon in tears and frantic pain, unable to move to avoid the pain of the crop without drawing pain from their agonized noses and cunts and nipples. All they could do was lay their and sob with pain as Jones whipped the crop down steadily.

At last he tossed the crop away and, grumbling to himself, climbed into bed again and settled down to fall back to sleep. The two tried to keep down their weeping in case they woke him again.

Hours later Jones woke up and got out of bed naked, grinning down at the two, apparently in much better humor now.

"Well, I hope you slut lesbos had a fun time munching cunt all night," Jones snorted as he stood over them. He bent and unfastened their rings, then pulled them both up by the arm, dragging them into the bathroom.

"Time for our morning milk," he snickered, lifting one of the big containers of horse sperm. He opened it and held it against Jessie's lips. She cringed but began drinking. He snickered, then pulled it away and pressed it to Caitlin's lips. Remembering what he'd done yesterday when she'd refused, she drank quickly, trying to ignore what it was she was drinking.

He turned them so their backs were towards him, then grabbed a fist full of ass with each hand, cackling with pleasure as he mashed their ass meat. He undid the links holding their wrist bands together and gave them a shove towards the tub.

"Get into the tub, whores," he ordered.

The two women stood in the tub, which still held all the sperm he had poured in the other day, then got down onto their knees as he poured the container of milky white fluid down over their heads, coating their bodies with horse cum. He picked up a second container, then a third, pouring the entire contents down on them.

"Let's see some lesbo action," he ordered, picking up another container.

Jessie was dulled eyed and hopeless. She obeyed at once, putting her arms around Caitlin and kissing her. Caitlin kissed back, trying to think of how she could get Jones, how she could escape, how she could kill him. Jones watched with lewd delight as they kissed each other and fondled each other's cum stained body.

"Suck her tits, blondie," he ordered, and Jessie bent and began licking and sucking on Caitlin's nipple, ignoring the fact the white horse sperm completely coated it and was dripping down into the pool of cum they knelt in.

He picked up the toilet plunger and shoved it hard against Caitlin's side, knocking both girls over onto their sides. There was a good foot of cum in the tub and they rolled in it helplessly as he poured down more.

Jessie wound up on her back, her entire head under the horse sperm for long seconds before Caitlin could shift and let her up.

The blonde choked and coughed as Caitlin rubbed her back. Her mind blazed with rage at Jones. The man snickered as he bent to open another container. He laughed openly as he poured it down on the choking blonde girl's head.

She had to, simply had to get him soon. She couldn't bear the idea of another day of torment and degradation.

It had to be fast and unexpected, leaving him no time to react.

Jessie was so exhausted and subjugated by now that she'd be virtually useless. And if she didn't do something soon, she wouldn't be in any better shape herself.

"You two whores make a good show," he said in a conversational tone. "You got good tits too and nice tight cunts. I bet I make a fortune out of you. I'm gonna take you across the border to Mexico and sell your cunts all day long. I'll be fuckin' rich!"

She saw him pick up another big jar of horse sperm. Both his hands were needed to hold the jar and he was being very careful with it, not wanting to spill any on himself. The cattle prod was sitting on the counter on the left.

She gave Jessie another deep kiss, then rose to her knees, pulling the blonde up with her. Their hands stroked each other's buttocks as they kissed passionately, wanting to please Jones. Caitlin thought quickly, wanting to stand without raising any suspicion.

She slid her hand down between Jessie's thighs, squeezing her pussy, pushing a pair of fingers up inside her snatch. Jessie moaned in pleasure, her dazed mind no longer registering what would have disgusted her only days ago.

Caitlin gripped her hair and pulled her higher. She put all her own weight on her left knee as she brought her right up between Jessie's thighs and mashed it against the soft cunt meat. She pushed Jessie back against the corner of the tub, then rose, pulling the blonde up along the wall.

She pressed Jessie into the corner, kissing her deeply again, her back to Jones so he wouldn't suspect anything. She felt him getting nearer, coming right up against the side of the tub. He extended his arms, bringing the container of horse sperm over their heads. Suddenly she turned and her hands shot up, knocking the open container backwards, spilling it onto Jones's surprised face. He screamed in shock, stumbling backwards away from it. She jumped forward out of the tub as the container fell on the floor. She kicked Jones in the balls as she shoved him back against the counter.

He yelped in surprise, not having even seen her, too busy trying to rub the horse sperm out of his face. She grabbed the cattle prod and swung it like a bat, slamming it against the side of his head, knocking him forward. She pushed the end against his ass and pushed the trigger, shooting high voltage into his naked ass.

He screamed in pain and was thrown forward, falling into the sperm filled tub. Jessie stared down at him with wide eyes.

"Get out of the tub!" Caitlin screamed at her. She looked fearfully at the brunette, then at the cattle prod, and eased out of the tub, along the wall away from her.

Jones growled in fury and surged out of the tub, but the tip of the prod met his face and he screamed in fury as the sharp, crackling power bit into his forehead, flinging him backwards into the tub. Sperm splashed all over the floor as he fell into it. He pulled himself out, sputtering and choking on sperm

Caitlin jammed the cattle prod against his arm and chest, stabbing it again and again and again as he choked and tried to fight her off at the same time.

He batted at the prod but only got shocked in the hands. Caitlin shot the prod through his warding hands and shocked his face again, flinging him back hard against the corner.

He fell back into the sperm again, his head and shoulders disappearing briefly underneath. The sperm was very slippery, as she well knew, and he instinctively rolled onto his front, to get on all fours. He heaved himself up out of the murky white fluid, but his ass was pointed at Caitlin and she took full advantage.

She stabbed the prod against his balls and pressed the trigger. He shrieked and shot forward, his head smashing into the wall. He groaned and sank down into the sperm, his motions feeble as the dazed man tried to pull his head out of the sperm.

Caitlin jumped into the tub and sat atop his back, her hands gripping his hair as she fought to keep his head under the sperm. He trashed and shook weakly, then a series of bubbles came to the surface. She held him in place for a long minute before climbing out of the tub.

She was shaking and trembling, as was Jessie, who was cowering in a corner. Both eyed the motionless body floating in the sperm filled tub, fearful that he was just faking, that he would jump out and attack them again. But it didn't happen.

It took hours of exhausting work for the two tired young women, but they finally got the house cleaned up, all the electronic goods put away, and Jones dumped unceremoniously into an abandoned septic tank behind the stable.

With the house clean they stepped into the shower and cleaned themselves off, both nearly scrubbing the skin off before they were satisfied. And then, the exhausted girls dropped into their parents bed for a dozen hours of uninterrupted slumber.

When Jessie woke it took long seconds to put together where she was, and to remember the horrible events of the past two days. Her movements woke Caitlin and the two stared at each other, unaccountably shy now in each other's presence.

"We forgot one thing," Caitlin said, finally.

"What?" Caitlin slid her hand down onto her sister's right breast and fingered her nipple ring.

"You know, it's... weird, but, I kind of, well, kind of like them."

"You do?" She tugged a little at the nipple rings.

"Yeah."

"Me too."

"I never... I mean, I never did it with a girl before you know."

"Me neither."

"I always thought you were sexy."

"You too."

They stared in each other's eyes for long seconds, then Jessie shifted hers downward to Caitlin's breasts. Her hands moved out tentatively and she fondled the rings and Caitlin's nipples, then she looked up at Caitlin, meeting her eyes.

As one they moved forward, their arms going around each other, their lips melding in a hot, passionate, loving embrace. Their hands stroked each other, sliding gently along soft, bruised skin, stroking carefully, caressingly. Soon moans of pleasure rose from the bed, getting louder, turing to cries of passion and delight.

The cries rose, going out through the open window, easily heard on the quiet night air. But nobody was there to overhear, only the horses, which ignored the sounds, and a bobbing form in the old septic tank, which heard nothing at all.

The End