Chapter 7
Cindy wasn't completely unconscious when both men walked around to her, fingering her panties.
Joe was first, sliding his fingers up under her elastic leg band and probing her cunt with his calloused fingertips. Cindy let out a moan, her legs softly kicking back and forth. Then she felt the added tearing pressure against her bound arm with every move she made.
"Okay, let's see just how much she can take.
Besides," Mike said, his voice growing thick with lust, "I think I wanna see this little slut all bound up."
They were busy fumbling around with something in back of her. Carefully, barely able to move her head, Cindy looked over her shoulder. Every move was agonizing. But she had to see what they were going to do to her.
Mike was holding another cuff while Joe had several lengths of rope dangling from his fingers. They worked quickly, Mike snapping the large cuff around her right ankle while Joe bent her leg back, pushing it up toward the ceiling.
Cindy couldn't hold back any longer. Sobbing and choking, she screamed, shaking her head from side to side as she felt her thigh muscles stretch to the tearing point. They were pushing her leg up until her ankle was rubbing up against her bound wrist. Her belly cramped while her tits dangled obscenely in mid-air. She was bent back like a giant U, her spine cracking from the awkward position.
Standing on a chair, Joe threaded the rope through a small eyehook in the cuff around her ankle, fastening it to the wrist restraint and securing it in a double figure-eight knot. Her left foot hung down without any support, her crotch feeling the terrible tension.
Dangling, Cindy fought back the choking moans rising from her chest. She let out another cry, then fell silent as she passed out from the awful pain.
How long she had fainted, Cindy had ho idea. When she finally regained consciousness, the first thing Cindy felt was the terrible pulling pain in her shoulder and the tension that made her thighs cramp.
She blinked her eyes open and found herself staring right at Joe. He was fingering her tits, sliding one finger back and forth across one turgid nipple.
Cindy was ashamed with the way her body was reacting, especially considering what they were doing to her.
Joe brought her free leg around, running his hand up to her panty crotch then slipping his fingers under the leg band until they were caressing her pussy. Cindy cried out, shaking her head violently as she felt his fingers crawling over her cunt, touching her cunt lips, her clit, slipping into her tight little hole.
Joe sighed, shaking his head while kicking something under her. Cindy looked down and saw a wooden pyramid just below her free leg. The top had been rounded off somewhat, but it still looked rather sharp. Instinctively she knew she would be able to take some of the weight from her arms on that thing, but it would hurt.
Mike said something to Joe who nodded, then left after slapping her on her ass.
In a moment the only sounds in the cabin were Cindy's heavy breathing punctuated by an occasional moan. The weight pulling at her arms and leg seemed to grow more and more intense. She sobbed, wishing she could free herself. Twisting around, Cindy brought her free leg around until she could feel the tip of the pyramid with her toes. She pressed her foot against the top of the thing. Sighing with relief, Cindy felt the aching weight immediately lessen around her shoulders. But the pressure of that rounded tip against her arch grew more and more painful. There was no respite. She was simply trading one torture for another!
Cindy stood it as long as she could, remembering how the agony throbbed through her shoulder when she'd hung there unsupported.
Finally she could take it no longer. With a sob of defeat, she kicked free, swinging like a pendulum and feeling the renewed pain throbbing through her body again.
Cindy let out a long low moan, her muscles and sinews stretching and twisting until her bones throbbed with pain. Cindy cried out again and again, her sobbing moans choking in her throat while tears rolled from her eyes. Her shoulder felt as if it were on fire while her fingers were growing numb. She was sure she would lose her arm if they continued torturing her this way.
"Uhhhhhhh!" Cindy was becoming more and more desperate, her throat aching from the strain of her screams.
Time and time again, Cindy looked at the door, hoping that the men would come in and free her. Wildly she shrieked, kicking her leg back and forth, increasing the pressure against her shoulder until her head spun from the agony.
Mike and Joe came in, frowning at the girl.
"Christ! You're gonna wake up the dead with all that screechin', " Mike said with a grin, looking up at the hanging girl.
"Let's take her down."
Cindy felt the rope shudder above her. In another second, she was moving down toward the floor. She felt the rough wooden planks with her toes and breathed a sigh of relief. She looked around as they uncuffed her ankle, freeing her leg.
Cindy stumbled, feeling tingly sensations race up and down her thighs while blood returned to her limbs. She could hardly stand, her legs feeling like rubber while her shoulder still ached.
Mike didn't give her enough time to recuperate. He moved behind her and curled his fingers around her elastic waistband, jerking her panties down to her knees with one pull.
Cindy gasped, flinging her hands over her pussy and backing away.
A harsh slap slammed across her ass. Shrieking, she wheeled around, staring red-faced at Joe as she nearly tripped on her tangled panties.
"Stop this!" she cried, slapping at the two men.
Joe grabbed one arm, twisting it around, then forced her wrist up to her face.
"You want this again? You like hangin' up there without any help?"
"No!" she sobbed, her cheeks reddening even more.
"Then move over here, bitch."
They put her on a table that had been shoved in one corner.
Mike turned on a small floor lamp, the light revealing a series of eyehooks and cuffs that had been fastened to the top and bottom edges of the table.
She swung her long white legs over the surface, feeling how rough and splintery it was against her naked ass. Cindy sat there, her fists pressed against her thighs, her chest rising and falling mightily as she scanned both men and wondered if she could make a break for it now.
Mike was watching her closely while Joe was opening two drawers at the bottom of the table and pulling out strange, weird-looking things. The items were all about three inches long in diameter. There were small screws attached to them that made the teen shiver. Whatever they were, the men were going to use them on her. Joe examined them, putting some back in the cardboard box.
Cindy slipped back an inch on the table, feeling splinters against her flesh.
The waiting, she thought, was worse than anything. If only she knew what they were going to do to her!
Mike picked up one clamp and looked at her with a smile, opening it.
"What ... what are they?" Cindy whispered.
"Things to make you feel good."
Suddenly Mike pressed his open palm against her throat and forced her back onto the table. She lay there as if she were going to undergo a hideous operation.
He tugged her thighs widely apart, smoothing his fingers over her flesh while watching her shivering under his touch.
In spite of her growing fear, Cindy felt her nipples growing hard and stiff. She shifted her thighs, feeling those splinters prickling her sweaty hot ass-flesh while Mike's light touch was sending feathery hot flashes up into her cunt and on to her tits.
Cindy tried not to show her excitement, tried hard not to let these men see how aroused she was. But nothing could hide her stiffened nipples and the warm flush on her belly.
Mike moved his fingers up to her pussy, rubbing the backs of his knuckles over her pussyflesh and watching as Cindy shuddered, sucking in a deep, ragged breath and holding it. Deftly he worked her cunt lips apart, tracing his fingernails along the moist, hot sensitive flesh between her inner and outer pussy lips.
Cindy jerked her knees apart, her ass rubbing across the rough surface of the table until she felt a splinter pricking her ass-hole. It was all so teasing! The light touches were driving her half-mad.
Mike was working up her cunt by barely touching it while Joe stroked his prick through his Levi's, watching the two of them like a hawk.
"Man, I'm gonna drive my dick down her throat before we're through here," Mike vowed with a whisper, looking at Joe and Cindy.
Suddenly Mike grabbed a fistful of her cunt-hairs and yanked them from her pussymeat, making the girl's legs shudder, then snap shut, while her body jerked and rolled against the table.
Both men held her down, laughing at her violent reaction. While Mike held her down, Joe got down to serious work, tugging her thighs apart and bringing one earring-like object down to her cunt.
Cindy felt something icy cold against her hot cunt. She shivered, jerking her ass an inch off the table while arching her spine. The steel was frigid against her cunt lips. She raised up a bit, watching, as Joe opened a clamp, then screwed it tightly onto her right cunt lip.
Cindy let out a low sigh, not believing this was happening to her.
Joe had let the screw fall to one side of her leg, the weight of it pulling on her cunt lip. It was such an odd feeling being opened up that way.
Groaning, Cindy rubbed her body back and forth on the table, reveling in the prickling of those splinters. They were pricking at her ass-hole, poking at her ass-hole flesh.
"Now for the next one." Joe attached another ring to her other cunt lip, letting it fall to her thigh.
Cindy groaned, grinding her teeth as she felt her cunt being opened wide under the tugging pressure. She was wide open, her pussy exposed to these men.
Joe stabbed one finger into her cunt, burrowing it in knuckle-deep and watching her squirm with discomfort.
Cindy moved back, looking up with rounded eyes at the two men fucking her this way.
"Keep her arms back. I don't trust the slut," Joe said, pulling two more rings from the drawer.
"No, don't! I promise ... no, don't tie me up again!" she begged.
But Mike was too aroused, too excited, to listen to the girl. Taking her arm, he drew it back to the edge of the table, keeping it pinned there while pulling an eighteen-inch length of cord from another drawer under the table.
Cindy winced, feeling the line wrapping around her wrist, the rough hemp cutting and chafing her injured flesh even more. For a moment she forgot about the clamps on her cunt as she felt the rope cutting and tightening around her wrist.
Mike grabbed her other arm and stretched it back until it was placed against the opposite side of the table.
Cindy sighed, feeling her muscles stretching yet again as he roped her wrist to an eyehook, securing her arms with slipknots.
Grimacing, Cindy looked down and saw two heavy rings in Joe's hand. She let out a yell when he attached one to her nipple, screwing the small little knob until the clamp was crushing her tit tip.
Cindy yelled, her voice shrilling, as she arched her spine and pressed the back of her head against the table. Just as she had started getting used to the killing pain, Joe did the same to her other nipple.
Cindy fought down the scream exploding in her throat, making a gurgling, strangled sound while Joe reached down and grabbed more ropes. Rolling her eyes back, she saw Mike had taken his cock out, working it up to its full length right now. She flashed her eyes back to Joe, afraid to look at a man's prick.
"Please ... please..." Cindy gasped.
She was rewarded for her plea by a resounding slap across the face. Letting out a sharp cry, she stared at Joe while she felt the fire of his stinging slap burn into her cheeks.
"Come on, let's tie this bitch wide open. Man, she looks good roped up against the fuckin' table," Joe remarked.
The men fumbled around in the drawers, Joe taking some cord and slipped one around her right ankle while Mike did the same with the left, drawing them back until the balls of her feet were pressed against her ass. They secured her ankles to her thighs by wrapping long pieces of cord several times around her body.
Cindy felt her cunt lips stretching apart from one another, pulling thin from the resulting tension, the dark moist pink hole of her cunt becoming more and more exposed.
Cindy groaned, wriggling her body as best she could to try to ease the pressure. Again she felt the stabbing pricks of the wood against her ass. She groaned.
Joe attached a loop to one knee, throwing the free end under the table and running the cord around until Mike grabbed the end and slipped it about the teen's other knee, securing the line with a knot.
In that grotesque fashion, the men kept her from drawing her knees together to protect herself. Cindy swallowed a lump of fear, feeling the tingly tissues of her pussy stretching more and more as she thought about how vulnerable she was. She could feel a draft of air on her pussy hairs, touching her hot cunt lips, making them even warmer and more engorged with blood as she lay there waiting for the men to do their worst.
Mike was back at her head, his prick dangerously close to her mouth. She thought about taking something that big down her throat and closed her eyes in fear.
"Oh!" she gasped.
Joe was finger-fucking her now with both hands, his fingers tickling around her cunt lips, then spreading them farther apart.
Cindy kept her eyes closed. It was awful having this strange man touching her this way. He was pinching her now, making her grimace in pain, her body shivering with that rough touch.
"Take this," Mike said thickly.
He had his hands around her skull, holding her head to one side of the table while rubbing his prick against her lips. Cindy knew it was futile to resist. But she just couldn't take something that vile, that filthy in her mouth.
Mike pulled at her hair, making her groan with pain. Cindy found she could no longer resist. With a groan of defeat, Cindy opened her mouth and felt that long, hot cock start to slide over the top of her tongue.
"Man, that's good, Mike. Yeah, fuck that bitch's mouth. I wanna see her cheeks blow out," Joe encouraged, strumming her clit, making the tiny organ grow until she was starting to feel pure pleasure.
And it was pleasure that throbbed through her cunt now, pleasure sharpened by the cutting sensations of the ropes. Cindy stretched, increasing the tension of the line while Mike pulled her head back and started ramming his prick again and again into her mouth. She could no taste the increase of cum flowing from his piss-slit, a flavor that made her swallow repeatedly until her mouth was coated with the slime. Joe could see his buddy's prickhead fucking in and out, pressing against her flesh while his balls flattened against the teen's chin.
Cindy was making gurgling sounds, her arms pressing against the ropes while her knees bounced against the looping line.
Mike was hammering in, his head thrown back now, sweat streaking his face while his fingers pressed hard against the girl's skull. He was wheezing, while his prick fucked between her lips.
Cindy wriggled her tongue instinctively back and forth over the big man's prick until she felt the flow of pre-cum increase. He was going to shoot in her mouth! She could tell he was going to cum in her mouth!
Mike leaned forward, his prickhairs tickling her nose while his cock slipped past her tonsils and into her throat. Mike was groaning, swearing, his body trembling while his balls started pumping their load into her mouth.
It was awful! The fat shaft spat out cum, dazing the young girl with a shivering storm of lust and tear.
Cindy closed her mouth down around his prick and sucked, feeling Mike's prick throb as more and more cum shot out. She swallowed, then swallowed again, feeling the sticky blobs clinging in her throat. She could smell them in her nostrils. Her tongue flicked back and forth along the underside of his cock as the flood of jizz finally eased.
"Man..." Mike staggered back, his prick growing limp.
Joe stripped down and climbed onto the teen.
"Uhhh, no more! No more!" she moaned.
"Liar!" Joe brought the flat of his left hand hard against her right cheek, then back-handed her, his knuckles nearly knocking her unconscious.
Cindy felt the heat of his wild blows. But now there wasn't just pure pain. She felt excitement racing through her once more, the excitement that Mike's throat-fucking had begun. Now Joe was crawling on top of her, sliding his fat prick back and forth over the hot, greasy crack of her cunt which were pulled open by those rings. She thought he was going to fuck her, and she felt a hot, tight itchy sensation gradually sharpen into an ache.
But Cindy was wrong. Joe bit into her nipples, making her scream, then he pulled back, teasing her. She wanted to be fucked like an animal, raped, violated like she'd never been violated before!
Cindy purposely strained her body to feel the ropes cutting her more. The men saw this and grew more excited. They watched the attractive blonde teen rutting in front of them. Joe moved back onto her, squeezing the girl's ass, the pressure of his long fingers sinking into her ass-flesh, inflaming the lust of the young blonde teen.
Cindy couldn't help herself. The screws biting into her, the ropes holding her down, this big man squirming on top of her, his prick gouging her cunt-it all made her so very, very hot. She was going to get fucked!
Joe was panting in her face now while Cindy felt his knees pressing against hers. He was twisting the rings on her nipples, making her scream as he angled his cock up against her cunt.
Cindy let out another cry as he twisted the rings around and around, pulling them up, tugging her tit-tips out of shape, lifting her tits up from her chest, suspended only by the biting tit-rings. Cindy thought he was going to rip her nipples off. And strangely, she felt that itchy, hot ache between her legs pulse even more, stoked to the highest level by this pain.
"Uhhhh!" she moaned.
While still torturing her nipples, Joe started sinking his fat, hard prick into her tight pussy. Cindy gasped, licking her lips, as she felt incredible joy at having her young cunt finally filled. It was like having an itch finally scratched as Joe slipped his cock in.
She beat the table with her ass, while straining against the cords. Her nostrils flared as Joe pushed his cock in, his fingers twisting the rings on her nipples, then moving down until they gripped the devices holding her cunt lips apart. He enjoyed pulling on those rings, watching as the girl's face blanched from the pain. He brought more blood back into her cheeks by driving his prick in yet another inch.
Joe hesitated for only another moment, shoving his cock in all the way and watching the girl go wild screwing herself on it.
"Yeah, yeah, that's it, baby! That's the way! Come on baby and fuck yourself down on my cock!"
"Ooooooooh!"
Cindy didn't think of anything more except this fucking. Her mind was blank. She was just a rutting animal, wallowing in her own filth while the men fucked her. There was a wild expression on her red, lust-bloated face as Joe started ramming his prick in faster and faster. He twisted the rings on her cunt lips.
Mike reached over the back of the table and grabbed hold of the nipple rings. He began twisting those once more, the two men torturing the rutting teen as she bounced her ass against the table and took that ramming prick.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Cindy felt the splinters against her ass. But the pain only increased the sharp, biting pleasure tingling through her pussy. Joe stabbed wildly at her, pushing his prick deep into her hot, bubbling pussy as Cindy gurgled with the mixture of pain and lust.
In a moment the girl was struggling again as that long pole of prickmeat fucked her. Her cunt tightened like a wet fist against his cock and exploded. She cried out, dragging her body over the table as her cunt exploded in orgasm.
"Oh, oh-eaghghghghghghhg!"
"Man, oh man!" Joe sighed.
Cindy didn't remember the last of it. She thought about having every pore in her body violated, raped by this wild man. She let out a sharp, wild laugh, then sank back against the table, the world blackening around her. With a final gasp, she passed out, knocked unconscious by the power of her own cum.