Chapter 13
Eleni shifted her hips under Pam. "Please," she begged. "Take the cock out of me. My pussy is so swollen and sensitive that just having the cock in me keeps me aroused. I don't think I can stand it much longer."
As soon as Eleni asked her, Pam knew it was the wrong thing to do. Some premonition flashed through her mind that that was exactly what the Turks had been talking about. But Pam knew how much torture Eleni was in. "My pussy feels the same way," Pam said. "It is so sore and tender that the slightest movement I make seems to arouse me all over. I thought there was something wrong with me. I'm glad to hear you feel the same way."
Against her better judgment, Pam pulled the cock slowly from Eleni's pussy and rolled onto her side on the table. The cock stood up in a hard erection, glistening with Eleni's pussy juices. Pam rested on her right elbow and held the center of the cock in her left hand, stilling it so it would not continue to flop around and keep her aroused. But just the feel of it in her cunt continued to titillate her nerves.
Pam felt bizarre and perverse with the cock protruding from her pussy and making her look like a half man. She wished she could unlock it from the rings in her pussy lips. "If they come back and find us separated we'll be in a lot of trouble," Pam said.
Eleni tugged at the straps around her wrists and ankles. "I don't care. It's killing me." Eleni again shifted her hips to try and get more comfortable in her spread-eagle position. "They're going to torture us more no matter what we do."
"I don't think I can be fucked in the ass again," Pam said, "without them discovering the capsule. I think it's gone all the way through my system. When Ahmed was fucking me, I could almost feel End of his cock hitting the capsule. I was afraid he would feel it too. What am I going to do?"
"I don't know, but you can't let them find it. If they do, they won't need to keep us alive anymore.
"You think they would kill us?"
Eleni shrugged in resignation. "I think they'll kill us when they're through with us anyway. But that won't be till they've turned us over to any Turk who wants to use us. Once they've had their fill of us, what benefit are we to them? We can't cause them anything but trouble. After the way they've already used us, do you think they could afford to let us go. Free us so we could tell everyone what they did to us?
"Especially you. They don't want the Americans to think they've raped and tortured one of them. They want the money the United States gives them."
Pam knew Eleni spoke the truth. The horror and fear that filled her left her frozen with panic. This couldn't happen to her. Somehow she had to escape. Quickly, Pam climbed down from the table. An inspection of the straps around Eleni's wrists and ankles told her she would need a key to release them. She searched through the draws of the table without much hope, but miraculously, the key was there.
Evidently, the Turks gave them little credit for a survival instinct strong enough to make them attempt escape. "What are you doing?" Eleni asked as Pam inserted the key in the first lock.
"We're getting out of here." It took only a moment to release Eleni's arms and legs. Eleni sat up and rubbed her wrists and ankles to restore circulation. Pam tried the key in the lock binding the dildo to the rings in her ass. It seemed too good to be true, but the key worked on that lock as well. Pam pulled the cock from her cunt. There was no way she could remove the rings.
Pam crept to the door and listened with her ear pressed against the thick wood. Eleni eased herself gingerly from the table and followed her. "I can't hear anything," Pam said. She tried the handle. The door wasn't locked. Peeking into the hall, Pam looked in both directions for guards.
Slowly, they moved into the hall, the only sound was the clicking of the rings in Pam's pussy as she walked. Even the movement of her legs bumping against the rings proved to be titillating. Eleni stayed close to Pam as they moved cautiously down the hall. But no sooner had they passed the first door then it was opened, and Ahmed stepped out.
The twisted smile on his face told them he had been expecting them. "So, you do try to escape." He chuckled. "I win a small wager with the Sergeant. He thought already he had cowed you too much for you to attempt escape. I told him no, that you still had enough fight left in you." He wrapped his fingers around the rings in Pam's pussy and pulled her close, twisting her cunt lips until her face was contorted with pain. "And if you have enough courage left to attempt escape, then you have enough courage to still be holding back in formation."
"No, it's not true. We have nothing to tell," Pam cried. "Let us go, please. We've done nothing to you."
Ahmed twisted the rings harder and called over his shoulder for the Sergeant. "Come and see what brave pussy cats we have here."
The Sergeant didn't seem too unhappy about loosing his bet. In fact, the eagerness he showed in dragging them back to the torture room indicated he would enjoy the punishment he had in mind for them. The first thing he did was bind their arms together over their heads and chain them to the ceiling so their toes just barely scraped the floor with most of their weight on their wrists. He hung them up so they faced each other about four feet apart.
Ahmed brought in a chair while the Sergeant strung Pam and Eleni to the ceiling. Sitting in the chair, Ahmed watched the Sergeant work. "It will be my pleasure," Ahmed said, "to watch the Sergeant force you girls to fuck each other again. Only he promised he would be creative about it so my entertainment won't be boring. We don't want to bore you either."
The last thing Pam felt was bored. Fear caused her heart to race her blood through her like a pounding drum. She felt her pussy already pulsing with apprehension. And the way Eleni's eyes were glued to every move the Sergeant made, it was obvious she felt the same fear.
From the box of metal rings, the Sergeant selected two of the same size as the ones pierced through Pam's cunt lips. He walked behind Eleni and spread her pussy lips, turning her slightly so Ahmed could clearly see what he was doing. The Sergeant pressed the two open ends of a ring against each side of Eleni's right cunt lip and began squeezing it slowly together, cruelly forcing the sharp point through her flesh until it locked securely into the hollow end.
Eleni screamed and thrashed frantically to evade the Sergeant's savage mutilation, but she was helpless against his cruelty. Once the first ring was in place, he clamped the second ring into position on each side of her other pussy lip. This time he was even slower about forcing the sharp point through her tender flesh, pinching and relaxing his fingers over and over again until Eleni's thighs were covered with dripping blood.
Finally he pierced the ring through and locked it in place. Eleni sagged into unconsciousness. The Sergeant slapped her face a couple of times and when that didn't bring her around, he began whipping her body with his hands, slapping her breasts from side to side and beating her stomach and legs. At last he left the room and returned with a bucket of water which he sloshed over her with one throw.
Eleni spluttered and came to life gasping for air, her eyes round with shock and fear of what awaited her. With perverted enjoyment, the Sergeant tied leather strands to each ring in her pussy. He ran the strands up to the ring in her nose and tied them so Eleni was forced to bend her head as far forward onto her breasts as possible.
The Sergeant selected two more rings, smaller than the ones in Eleni's pussy, but large enough to make Eleni scream and pass out a second time when he pierced and locked them through each of her nipples.
Watching the insane torture of Eleni, Pam thought she would pass out herself. Fear caused her bowels to tremble and piss to dribble shamefully down her legs. Pam struggled to control herself. She couldn't lose control of her bowels too. If she did, she knew the capsule would be discovered.
A second bucket of water revived Eleni. The Sergeant untied Pam and lowered her to the floor. He tied strands of leather to the rings in her pussy and left them dangling on the floor while he picked up the rubber dildo Pam had left on the table and walked over to Eleni.
Viciously, he forced the dildo up Eleni's pussy and locked it in place. Pushing the knob in the middle, the cock began vibrating in Eleni's pussy, the opposite end protruding between her thighs in a huge erection. The Sergeant picked up the strands of leather attached to Pam's pussy and threaded them through the rings in Eleni' cunt, pulling Pam closer and closer to Eleni until their stomachs touched.
The Sergeant drew the leather strands between Eleni's buttocks, up her back, around her shoulders and tied them to the rings pierced through her nipples. Next he positioned the protruding end of the cock between Pam's pussy lips and ordered them to fuck each other.
"No," Eleni said, her voice partially muffled by her breasts which were pulled up and back perversely into her face.
"If you don't start grinding your hips forward and get that cock into her pussy, I'm going to start beating her with my whip. Which do you want? Your girlfriend whipped or fucked?"
Pam preferred to be fucked. Even before Eleni gave in, Pam spread her thighs as much as she could and hunched forward, feeling the knobbed end of the cock pushing past her stretched pussy lips and tunneling up her vagina.
The way the Sergeant had the straps tied to Pam's pussy and around Eleni's back to her tits, each move Pam made caused the leather to tug Eleni's breasts tighter against her face. Pam felt the rings pulling at her pussy lips when Eleni moved her hips forward in an effort to drive the cock into Pam's pussy.
Pam and Eleni ground their hips forward and back in a slow, sensuous movement that quickly drove the cock into their pussies until only the center knob separated them. On the out-strokes, Eleni sucked in her breath as the rings jerked cruelly against her stretched nipples. The rings jerking in their pussies kept a fresh trickle of blood dripping down their thighs.
Yet the perverse and sadistic torture again brought a bizarre arousal stirring in their flesh. Neither of them could stop the feeling from spreading through their bodies. The cock plunged in and out of their cunts with a wet sucking sound.
Pam held Eleni's buttocks to steady herself as she humped her hips forward and drove her pubic bush again against Eleni's. She wanted to bring them both to a climax as fast as possible. She didn't know if she would be able to take very much of the cock raping into her burning pussy. The quicker she got it over with, the sooner they would be freed.
Pam felt the cock plunging against her cervix each time Eleni humped forward. Standing on her tip-toes with her knees spread as wide as possible, Pam pulled with her fingers against Eleni's buttocks at the same time she forced her pussy against Eleni's. She felt the cock driving into her cunt and jerking at the rings in her pussylips like a sadistic monster.
The Sergeant was not through with his participation. Standing on the far side of them so he would not block Ahmed's view, he began lashing each of them in turn with the riding crop, letting the whip mark their flesh with a webbed pattern of pain. Crack! Crack! Pam's buttocks danced under the savage bites of leather.
Ahmed nodded his approval as Pam and Eleni both thrust at each other in a feverish attempt to gain their freedom through orgasm. The Sergeant whipped harder and harder, kissing every inch of their flesh with biting lashes. Each lash bit so deeply into their flesh that they could not hold back screams of protest.
The Sergeant drove them faster and faster with the whip. Pam felt like an animal as she responded with blind obedience to the sadistic orders of the whip. Lost in her need to escape the brutal torture, Pam flayed her hips against Eleni's as fast as she could, feeling the hard cock driving in and out of her pussy and bringing her to an intense state of perverse arousal.
Ahmed cheered as the Sergeant continued whipping them as hard as he could, driving them faster and faster until they dripped with sweat and blood. Crack! Crack! The whip hissed through the air with vicious cruelty. Again and again the leather flagellated their tender flesh until they were wild with frantic need to find relief.
"That's it," Ahmed said. "Beat them. Make them suffer for their silence. Cut them with the whip. Make them bleed. Make them fuck each other till their tongue decide to talk. Whip them until they have no skin left."
The Sergeant didn't need any encouragement. He lashed them over and over, flaying their flesh so viciously that Pam thought they would never live through it. Just to stay on her feet, Pam was forced to dig her fingers deeply into Eleni's buttocks. The whip wrapped around them like a snake each time the Sergeant cracked the leather against their flesh.
Eleni's orgasm came first. With a pathetic scream of released tension, Eleni erupted into spasms of torturous climax. "I'm cumming" she cried. "Stop it, please! I can't stand it. I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
Pam too erupted into convulsions of erotic release, her body thrusting and humping feverishly against Eleni. She felt her cunt sucking and slurping at the cock driving wildly between them. Every nerve in her body tingled and burned with unleashed passion. So intense was her orgasm that she thought she would pass out.
Intense spasms of erotic eruptions blasted through Pam's body as she continued flaying her pubic against Eleni's, driving cock in and out of their pussies like a saw. She couldn't stop. The compelling need of her orgasm drove her on and on, humping and thrusting against Eleni, her pussy sucking and devouring the rubber cock as though she were starving.
The Sergeant's whip beat a tattoo of growing torture over their bodies as they screamed and hunched against the merciless cock. Pain and pleasure were mixed together in a gripping combination of torture and release. But the intensity of their climax did not last forever. Slowly the sensual contractions subsided, but the merciless beating of the Sergeant's whip did not.