Chapter 9
"Take it, baby, take it up your ass all the way!" Eddy cried.
Eddy was all the way in her now, his fingernails scratching painfully at her nipples, tearing at them until Marie thought there would be bloody stumps at the ends of her tits. He moved back, then slammed forward again, twisting his hips around, working her ass open until he was able to fuck her easily back and forth, back and forth. The resulting hot sensation sent shivers of delight crashing up and down her spine.
His cockstrokes pounded her against the workbench, knocking her around while she felt herself spinning higher and higher toward climax. Marie had greedily sopped up as much sensation as she could during this horror show, and she had enjoyed every second of it. Now stretched obscenely like this, the young teen was drinking up even more. She wanted that prick up her ass now, as badly as she wanted a cock in her cunt.
She thought the lewd suction in her shitter would drive her mad. The only thing that would help would be another prick in her pussy. But there was only Eddy there-Eddy with that wonderful hard prick rummaging around in her bowels!
"Uhhhh, fuck, fuck
Mane felt herself going out of control. The speed of his ass-tearing cock increased more and more.
Marie found herself squeezing her ass-hole tight around his prick, trying to draw more sensation from it. She didn't care how much the whole thing hurt now. She just wanted that prick to drive deep into her until the spinning, golden ball of searing heat in her assguts exploded through her shitter. "Uhhhhhhh!"
Eddy stopped for a minute, shaking the sweat off his forehead, then sliding a finger down to her puffy cunt.
"Yeah, you're real wet down there, real wet. Shit, too bad my uncle's not here. We could drive you wild with two cocks goin' through you."
"Yes, yes, two cocks!" Marie cried, the thought exploding in her mind.
"Goddamned slut! That's what you've been wantin' all the time, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Marie confessed, not ashamed at all by what she cried.
Eddy slapped her hard against the head, laughing softly while driving his cock again into her shitter. He tugged at her body, forcing her ankle to twist against the tearing rope, jerking her hands back so the cuffs bit harder into her bleeding wrists.
Marie grunted with the effort of keeping up with what Eddy was doing to her. All the pain in her body was focused in her ass-hole, then ricocheted over to her clit. He was fingerfucking her now, his fingernails flailing at her clit, creasing the tiny organ until sparks showered into her convulsing cunt.
Marie's knees buckled, her body sagging first against the bench, then against Eddy. He kept her propped up with his body, fucking down and deep, pulling her cunt open, then working his nails over the slick, secret pink hollows until Marie thought she would pass out from the delicious pain racking her.
"Fuck it out, baby, fuck it out!" Eddy cried as if in a trance.
"Oh yes, fuck, fuck..."
The rigid bar of cockmeat in her ass slowed down. Then with a sweaty slap of his belly, the fucking went on, faster and wilder than before.
Marie cried out, her ass catching fire while those fingers pried all the way into her cunt. The young teen thought she would explode again and again. She felt the kink of her inner walls hurt her terribly as she backed up into Eddy, silently begging him for more. Her ass shivered against his belly while his hands crawled up and down her thighs, then back into her cunt.
"Nooooooo!"
The world was blacking out for Marie once more. As powerful as the climax had been on the pole, it was nothing compared with what she was having now.
Eddy played her like a musical instrument, knowing what stops to push, what keys to hit. She backed up into him once more, cursing the restraints that kept her prisoner to the bench. She could hear him grunting behind her, his prick pulling out, sucking her guts down. Only the head of his cock stayed in her ass-hole now, moving around slowly, teasingly.
Marie felt the head tugging at the lining of her bowels, urging her insides out. She hunched her ass back and forth in fast, wild strokes.
"Yeah, yeah..."
Eddy swore something, then slammed back in all the way, his hands beating her. She felt his fists flailing at her face, smashing against the sides of her skull, then pounding against her ribs. She didn't care. All the feelings seemed to increase the erotic sensations in her ass. She knew Eddy was about to shoot. She could tell from the way he was fucking her, from the way his body shuddered above hers.
"Uhhhhhh!"
And then he came, the thick spurting gobs of the young boy's cum burning into her asstube. He pinched her clit hard, rolling it around, until Marie thought she would piss from the excitement. With a growl, she came hard, feeling her world blow apart again and again while that hard, long cock continued to ram in and out, in and out of her ass-hole. "Yaghghhghhh!"
Another spasm, this one more powerful than the first. The lightning-like explosions of heat in her cunt amplified the spasms in her ass-hole. Marie's mind whirled out of control, centering on the feelings in her pussy and her shitter.
Eddy moved his prick back and forth slightly now, emptying his balls in her bowels, then pulling out. Marie silently begged for more, working her ass from left to right. Eddy laughed, smoothing his fingers over her ass, pinching the white shivering flesh while he slowly drew more of his cock from her hole.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Marie sagged forward, sobbing with frustration and shame.
"Oh baby, nice, nice, nice fuckin'. That was the best piece of ass I've had in a long time," Eddy said, pulling his cock all the way out.
Marie kept her head down, resting her forehead against the cuffs still biting into her flesh. She could feel the cold iron pressing against her flesh. It felt so restful. She felt the ropes almost caressing her flesh.
While Eddy ambled upstairs to get himself another beer and wait for his uncle's return, Marie thought about the feeling of being stretched this way, her leg out to her side, her hands restrained this way. Of course it hurt her. But there was something else, something that actually added a forbidden spice to what they were doing.
She sighed, trying to adjust her position to minimize the pulling pain on her shoulders and right thigh. In a while she began to feel nervous, sweat beading on her forehead. If she would collapse, the fall might twist her right knee out of joint, might even break her leg.
The minutes ticked by slowly, maddeningly. Marie was about to call out when she heard the sound of Jack's pickup truck rumble into the narrow gravel drive.
"Thank God!"
Marie stayed quiet, pricking up her ears, listening to the sounds upstairs. There was an argument. She could hear a woman's voice. There were sounds of a struggle, a scream, and then a dull thud.
Marie closed her eyes. She could well imagine what that unknown woman was going through. Then the upstairs door was kicked open. Eddy was coming down first, wiping his mouth with the back of one hand while Jack followed, the woman draped half-conscious on his shoulder.
Marie cleared her mind, focusing her eyes on the moaning brunette whose head banged against the wall at times as Jack descended into the basement. Marie blinked her eyes several times, feeling horror curling the hair on the back of her neck. It had to be some kind of illusion! But no! It was all too real! It was her mother draped over Jack's shoulders!
"Oh no, no, no!"
Marie drew back in panic, pulling at the restraints, wishing she could hide from the awful truth. Eddy stood there, a smirk on his face as his uncle dumped Ellen onto the floor in front of Marie.
"We figured it out. Same phone numbers, and all the shit. We got to talkin' and found out the two of you were playin' this game, but probably not talkin' to one another."
"My mother? No, no, impossible!" Marie shouted, her eyes still glued in horror to the woman lying unconscious at her feet, a trickle of blood oozing from one corner of her mouth where Jack had obviously hit her.
"Can't deny the facts," Jack said with a shrug, kicking Ellen lightly in the right side. "She's been comin' here for a while, gettin' used to being knocked around. Eddy's been on your case too. It's about time everybody got to talkin' and finding out what's what."
Marie prayed to God her mother would come to-at least, while she was held here naked in this dreadful position. But Ellen was rolling her head against the cement floor, drawing one hand out and rubbing her injured temple with her fingers. Yes, she was coming around, and the first thing she would see would be her daughter.
"Oh God, Marie!"
Ellen shot bolt upright, her eyes fastened on her bound daughter. She started to say something, but covered her mouth with one hand in horror and gagged. When she finally found her voice, Ellen turned around and looked at Jack and Eddy with hatred.
"What have you done to her? How dare you do this to her?"
Eddy laughed, then quickly told the story of how he had raped and beaten Marie, and how much she had enjoyed it-enjoyed it so much she had come willingly at his summons to this house.
Ellen was wide-eyed, looking at times at her daughter, then looking back at the men. It was all true. It was all too terribly true.
"Now, we're gonna have ourselves a real mother/daughter team this time around, right? I mean, we haven't had one of those in a long, long time. Come on, Eddy, let's see what the two of them can do."
Ellen shrank back from them, staring at her daughter, at the metal cuffs binding her to the table, at the way her right leg was angled out and roped to the nearby ladder.
"What about the bikes? That'd be good for 'em," Eddy suggested, rubbing his prick.
Ellen broke away from Jack, heading for the stairs, her slender fingers gripping the handrail. She felt a blow strike her hard from behind, knocking her down to the floor. A second fist hit her between her shoulder blades, knocking her forward against the steps. She screamed, jerking her hands forward, her fingernails clawing at the nonskid on the steps as she tried hauling herself up from the basement.
"Bring her back down."
More hands gripped her by the dress, tearing the material, hauling her backward from the stairs while Marie screamed out for them to stop. The woman could hear her daughter begging them to let her go, not to hit her mother while they continued to beat and strike her.
"Uhhhhh!"
Ellen groaned, falling to the floor in a heap. It was happening all over again.