Chapter 4
"No!" Jamie moaned, too tired to scream at the pain that burned through her scalp. "Please don't make me do anything right now! Let me rest for just a second! Please! Just a second and then I'll do whatever you want!"
"Move your ass, you lazy whore!" Dave growled, pulling her to her feet and then throwing her stomach-down over the bicycle that sat in the middle of the room. "Let's strap the slut down and let her get to work! I'm about ready to hit the sack!" Jamie gasped when she saw what was sticking out of the seat of the bicycle. There were two huge dildos, shaped exactly like hard, ugly male cocks, each one at least a foot long. Just leaning on the seat made the dildos thrust up and down slowly. Jamie could see the mechanism under the seat that pistoned the dildos up and down. It was activated by pressure on the seat, and Jamie knew that pedalling the bike would cause the dildos to plunge up and down at lightning speed.
She didn't have time to see anything else before the three big cadets grabbed her and pulled her leg over the side of the bike. Jamie struggled desperately, urging her fucked-out, worn-out body to frantic motion in a vain attempt to escape the horror the boys had planned for her. It was no use. In moments she felt the two huge dildos splitting open her swollen fuck-holes. Dave and Gary pulled her down to the base of the seat, filling her asshole and cunt with the fat rubber cocks.
"Please, guys!" Jamie moaned, her voice cracking. "You've got to let me go sometime! I won't tell anybody about what you did, I promise! Just please don't do this! I can't take any more of this!" "You're going to take a hell of a lot more of this," Pat said with a smirk. "And your parents aren't expecting you for a couple days. I conned one of your dumb slut friends into saying you were staying over at her house."
Cold terror froze Jamie. The idea that she would be at the mercy of the boys for several days was almost more than she could stand.
The cocks speared so deep inside her body that Jamie couldn't keep from squirming, trying to ease the terrible pressure they exerted on her already battered fuck-holes. The foot-long pole that skewered her pussy pressed harshly against her cervix, stretched her swollen, beaten cunt to the very limits of its elasticity. The ten-inch dildo that clogged her asshole made her ass-cheeks feel as though they were being pulled apart, and made her legs feel as though they were no longer joined to the same body. She could feel the fat rubber head of the dildo pushing deep inside her asshole, making her bend forward over the bike in a desperate effort to relieve the pressure.
"Hurts!" she whimpered, looking in vain for some sign of sympathy from one of the boys. "Hurts so bad!"
"Now for the fun part," Gary said. He clipped a huge, sharp-edged alligator clip on each of Jamie's fat, hard nipples, letting the cruel metal teeth bite deep into her tender flesh. Jamie screamed as she watched the steel jaws indent her sensitive nipple-flesh. A tiny drop of blood oozed from the hard nubbins of flesh. The pain was so bad that Jamie thought her nipples had been ruined, torn from her firm, pretty tits forever.
"No! Gary! No, please no!" Jamie screamed in terror as Gary ran a finger between her swollen pink cunt-lips. "Not there, Gary! Please don't! Oh damn you, don't do this!"
It was too late. Gary let the clip snap shut on her clit and Jamie's world exploded in a haze of agony. She twisted and thrashed on the bicycle, causing the twin dildos to fuck brutally into her pussy and asshole.
She grabbed for the clips on her nipples, ready to tear them off in spite of the terrible punishment she knew would follow, but Pat stepped in and caught her wrists. Jamie fought so savagely that Dave had to step in to help him, and between them, they fit Jamie's hands into two hard rubber gloves they had molded to the handles of the bike. They snapped catches around her wrist, and the luscious young cheerleader howled in almost animal frustration at not being able to move her hands. When they strapped her feet to the pedals, Jamie screeched like a banshee, maddened by her pain and humiliation.
"Turn on the switches, guys," Gary said, checking the bicycle and the other equipment like a general inspecting his troops. "The game's simple, Jamie-slut. There's a certain speed you need to pedal that bike at. When you pedal it that fast you'll get fucked. When you pedal it slower you'll get hurt. We already saw what a in-heat little whore you are, so this should be an easy decision to make. And in the morning we'll come and let you loose. Shoot, that's only ten hours away."
"No, Gary!" Jamie cried, her voice shaking, tears running down her beautiful young face. "Please don't do this to me!"
"The faster you go, the faster the dildos will fuck you," Gary said, obviously proud of his work. Dave flipped a switch and Jamie felt a faint tickling in her cunt and asshole. "And the faster they'll vibrate. They'll have a sleazy whore like you creaming all over the place in no time."
Jamie squirmed uncomfortably on the two huge prods. Even though the two monster dildos were hurting her terribly, deeply violating her tenderized fuck-holes, her cunt was beginning to get hot, her shit-chute beginning to feel tingly. Jamie felt so ashamed of herself that she wanted to die.
"The faster you bike, the harder the chains attached to the clips on your nipples and clit will pull," Gary said with a shrug. "I guess that might hurt some, but it'll hurt a lot more if you go slow. Show her why, Pat."
Pat flipped a switch.
Jamie tried to scream. She couldn't. She couldn't breathe or scream or move. All she could do was shake like a spastic, drool like an imbecile, gurgle like a baby. A huge charge of electricity jolted her sleek young body, making her bounce on the bike like a frenzied dancer.
It felt as though her nipples and clit were being burned away. The pain from the clips was still there, still grinding and piercing and horrible, but it was nothing compared to the lightning bolts of raw electric current that were shooting through her slender young body through the metal clips. Jamie was too dazed to fully understand what was happening, but she knew the only thing she had to. With a force of will she would never have thought she had, she forced her numb legs to push the pedals.
Jamie screamed with sudden pleasure as the two huge dildos began to thrust deep inside her cunt and asshole. They vibrated more powerfully, massaging the injured flesh of her fuck-holes until it felt as if every inch of her insides was tingling.
Jamie pedalled faster and faster determined to drive away the killing bolts of electricity. The muscles in her shapely, slender legs were already exhausted. Every push of the pedals made deep, aching pain settle more heavily on them. But Jamie knew she had to pedal as fast as she could. She was certain that much more of the electrical current would kill her.
The chains that connected the nipple and clit clamps to the generator began to contract and loosen in time to her pedalling, and Jamie sighed with pain as they pulled her sex flesh brutally tight. The sight of her nipples being pulled out to over three inches long made Jamie sick. She was glad she couldn't see how far her tiny pink clit was being dragged.
The dildos in her cunt and ass were plunging up and down with ruthless, brutal precision. They rocked her body, sent thundering shock waves of pain rumbling through her slender frame. Jamie grunted with each powerful impact of the twin probes inside her.
But they vibrated faster too, and the electrical massage they gave her was making Jamie undulate in sensual pleasure. Her hips bucked back and forth in short, quick fucking motions. Every once in a while her ass would rotate in a wide, slow circle, as if savoring every inch of dildo she had shoved up inside her. Her cunt was filling with pussy-cream, and much as it shamed her, there was nothing Jamie could do to stop it.
The three male cadets watched in lusting wonder as Jamie's slender, athletic body labored to pedal the bike fast enough to keep her from being shocked. The rubber-bound beauty was gyrating over the bike like some sleek, sexy snake. Her sexy legs seemed longer than ever as she pedalled the bike. Her tits stretched with her nipples as the clamps pulled them taut, seeming bigger and pointier than ever. Gary stooped down and turned on a series of heaters that surrounded the bike, then nodded to Pat to flip the switch that would complete Jamie's torture.
"That rubber's going to be good and hot," Gary said, stepping back as Pat flipped the last switch. "With you working so hard to keep the bike going, you should get toasty real quick. These heaters are just to make sure you don't catch a chill."
Jamie moaned in misery. Her young body was already bathed in sweat beneath the skintight rubber she was wearing. Now hot air assailed her from every side, making it hard to breathe, hard to move. Sweat poured down her beautiful face in fast-moving rivers.
"This last part is mine," Pat said. Jamie barely heard his words through the horrible misery she was feeling. "It's not as sophisticated as Gary's stuff, but my dad's a plumber, and I learned a little bit from him."
Jamie turned her wide, frightened eyes toward the pipe that jutted toward her face from the ceiling. She had ignored it until now. But now she knew what it was for. When she heard a toilet flushing deep inside the building, she whimpered like a badly punished dog.
"Here it comes," Pat said with a giggle. Jamie cringed and tried to duck to one side, but there was nothing she could do to escape the rush of toilet water that came blasting out of the pipe. It splashed into her upturned face, then cascaded down over her sultry, rubber- clad body. The water was tinted yellow and smelled terrible, and a soaked wad of toilet paper smacked Jamie right across the bridge of her nose.
A moment later another toilet flushed. This time there were dark clods of shit mixed in with the yellow waste water. Jamie retched uncontrollably as she was pelted with brown turds. One hit her right cheek and another landed in her hair, seeming to take forever to slide out and fall down her back.
Jamie cried bitterly, but a shudder of passion tickled through her willowy body.
"You love it, cow!" Gary snarled. He picked up another dildo, one even bigger than the two that were punching into her body, and held it up in front of her. "Just this one last thing, Jamie. Hold this big rubber prick in your mouth. If it's on the fucking floor in the morning, you're going to stay on this bike until you fucking croak!"
"You can hold onto it," Dave said with a laugh as Gary stuffed it into her mouth. "You look just like a little bitch doggy, holding a bone in your mouth."
"The only bone she wants," Pat said, slapping Jamie so hard that she almost passed out. "Get your exercise, you doggy slut. We'll be back for you in the morning. Maybe!"
The boys laughed and each one of them stepped up in front of her and slapped Jamie hard across the face, then back-handed her, causing the helpless teenage victim's head to snap first one way and then another. Finally Gary punched her hard in the forehead, then Pat did the same. Jamie was barely conscious when they filed out of the basement.
Then Jamie was alone, strapped to the torture bike, fucking herself with two huge, vibrating dildos while she held a third in her mouth. She began her first night of torture and bondage as a slave of the Rener Military Academy.
As she heard the door slam, she thought again of the gallons of sperm they had squirted up into her unprotected womb and wondered if she was pregnant and if she was, would she ever know whose baby she would have.