Chapter 6
The small box they had forced her into was dark and nearly airless. She was trapped there, standing straight with less than one inch of room. on either. side of her narrow shoulders. Each time she took a breath, the young girl felt the air around her grow more fetid and thick.
She thought about Tina briefly, knowing full well that her own. fate was far more important. Jack had enjoyed forcing her to suck cock. And now he and his buddies had thrown her in here after having had her lick his boots. Tina had beard her brother to let them go, with the predictable violent results. And now Betti found herself pushed into this horrid confine- ment, her knees braced against the front of the box while she fought for every breath she took. What bizarre thing did the boys have in mind for her and her friend? Betti thought about her mother, about the possibility that what Jack and Joe had laughed about was true. Again, the girl pushed that from her mind as fear gripped her and she whispered her prayers.
Someone was moving around outside the box. She could hear shuffling footsteps. Beads of cold perspiration dotted her wrinkled forehead. She cringed, nearly jumping against the front of that awful box when she heard a faint scrap- ing sound to one side. She rolled her eyes in the direction of the noise, her skin prickling with horror. She could feel a distant trickle of air coming through needle-slim openings that dotted the wood all around her. Betti could just barely see tiny dots of light coming through these holes, and she was wondering what on earth they were there for. She soon found out, feeling something scraping against her windpipe. "Not" The girl jerked her head back, banging her skull against the wood behind her. The thing was sharp as a scalpel, pushing up against her throat. She coughed, her eyes widening while her nostrils flared in fear. They were going to spear her alive with needles! Betti dug her finger- nails deeply into her sweaty damp palms, her heart beating faster and faster.
The needle withdrew, only to be followed by. a second and third needle pushed through the opening near her tits.
Betti groaned, hearing the steady scraping advance of the needles before she felt the tiny puncture wounds. In that moment, she flattened her shoulder blades as best she could against the wood behind her. She whimpered, instinctively trying to pull her hands up to her tits to protect them. But she could hardly move her arms. The needles came too quickly piercing her tits, nearly cutting through the tender, pulsing flesh. Betti let out a sob, trying to recoil from the attack. But her knees banged against the front of the long box. There was nothing she could do except stand there and endure what the pullys did to her. She cried out again, feeling rage mixed in with her sense of helplessness.
More needles steadily advanced. She felt the awful tiny spears puncturing her nipples, that hot, painful feeling making her clit quiver while more pussy juice oozed from her fuck-slot.
There in the darkness of the box, Betti knew she could react as she chose without worrying. what the others would think of her. The fear, the pain, the darkness all contributed to those awful lusty, lewd feelings that had confused her so many times in the past. Here she could give vent to them.
The boys were busy, she thought wryly, feel- ing two needles slipping up against her ass. One was well aimed, pricking her asshole and mak- ing her let out a tiny fart. She could hear laughter and knew Jack and the others heard her. She blushed, more needles pricking into her belly and ass. It was a steady onslaught. The searing pain, the delicious agony, and the fear tore into her cunt and belly and ass and tits. It was like having tiny teeth nibbling about her, making her clit hard while her cunt tightened and tingled.
"Uhhhh... oooooh!" Betti beat her knuckles against the sides of the case in a rhythm to match the pricking needles. They seemed to be digging deeper into her body, the ones around her cunt especially hot and knifing as they poked into her puffy, swollen cuntlips. Betti threw back her head and howled in awful resignation, her eyes closed, her jaw trembling as.spasm. after spasm raced.
through her pussy.
"Uhhhh....oh God, no more, no more!" Betti moaned.
Again and again she begged them to stop, humping her belly against the front of the case as the sensations grew more and more concen- trated and intense. She knew she was about to. cum, climax here in the darkened box while those needles threatened to skewer her alive. It was then the twisting, poking needles stopped for a moment.
Betti regained some control over herself, shaking the sweat from her eyes and listening like the cornered, trapped animal she was. There were more scraping sounds. She thought she could hear Tina protesting once more, the whimpers followed by several loud slaps. Betti couldn't be sure. She could hear all too well the pounding of her own heart, the racing of her pulse while her cunt throbbed with its own delightful, spasmodic rhythm.
There were more sounds, metallic sounds that made Betti nervous. What were they doing out there? . "Aghghghghghhhhhh!" In a flashing instant, she knew. They had wired some of the needles to a generator. Now the prickling spears were alive with amperage, sending sparks of current flashing through her trapped body while they continued to pierce her flesh. Betti shrieked, her body thrashing around in the box so mightily she threatened to topple the thing. The girl could smell her flesh being burned while her tits and cunt and asshole spasmed out of control Her skin seemed to be alive with flames while her pussy climaxed again and again.
She was one big cunt, hot and wet and milk- ing as her eyes rolled madly. Betti couldn't believe the delight sparking through her body. The electricity was making her cum continually, holding her at that peak while her pussy muscles knotted up until they cramped and throbbed.
She couldn't even cry out her delight. She hammered her knuckles against the sides of the box until they bled, cumming and cumming until her body was drenched in sweat.
"Uhhhhhh... " Just when the girl thought she would collapse in the coffin-like box, the current stopped. She was still shivering and jerking, her tits rubbing up and down against the front of the box while her cunt reveled in the prickling heat of the lancing needles.
The door of the box suddenly opened and a burst of cool damp air washed against her sweating skin. Jack caught her as her knees gave way and she fell forward. He was holding her back against the rear of the box, his eyes dancing merrily.
"Enjoying yourself? Sure as hell sounded like you were gettin' off in there,". Jack said.
"No, no, lemme alone," she murmured, unable to look him in the face.
"No, I don't think you want that... least of all, right now."
"Oh, Betti, I tried to get them to stop, but --" Another smack silenced the hanging girl Betti didn't even turn to see her friend. It was useless to protest, to beg them for anything. Jack had warped these Youths' minds, bending them to his sick way of thinking.
He had nearly done that with her, Betti thought, looking up through her long blonde lashes. But she would resist. She would fight the feelings running rampant even now in her. She would fight anything to keep her own identity, even if that meant fighting her own mother. "Now, I think we're gonna finally finish this little slut off for a while... do somethin' that's gonna make her remember us. You can watch, Tina, 'cause the same thing's gonna happen to you!."
Tina bit her trembling lower lip, her eyes wide with tenor as she looked at the marks on her friend. While Betti had been trapped in that awful box, the boys had brought out more "toys" from the back of the garage.
One was narrow and tall -- a sturdy wooden device, rectangular in nature, steadied by a -broad firm base attached to the upright boards with four small two-by-fours nailed in at forty- five degree angles. There was an inner frame attached to the outer two upright supports, the frame about one foot above the broad base board. Tied to the corners of the frame were slim black leather thongs that now hung 5mply. Betty drew back, her flesh crawling. She saw immediately the inner frame could rotate around 'like the inside of a free-standing beauty mirror. The box and the needles and the current had been more than enough to weaken her. This surely would drive her to the hospital! She shrugged away from the Young men grabbing at her, slapping futilely at Jack, then beating her fists against his massive chest. But her escape .attempts were futile. The ass only shook their heads and pursued her, dragging her screaming and protesting to the frame.
She could hear Tina wailing as well, the young brunette seeing herself up on the frame in a few minutes.
Joe held Betti while Jack and his buddy pulled her hands to either upper corner of the inner frame. He fastened the leather thongs tightly around her chafed wrists, criss crosing.the restraints just below her wrist bone and binding the bonds with a slip knot.
Betti pulled at the leather, feeling the thongs tighten even more with each move she made. It was with despair that the girl allowed Jack to finish his job, wrapping the thongs around her ankles and fixing her so that her body made a broad X in the frame.
"Now, for this."
He pushed the bottom of the frame forward, tilting her body backward so her ass anted out and hung invitingly for all to. see.
"Oh please, no, don't..don't hurt me anymore !" Jack slapped her bare ass playfully, sticking one finger up into her asshole while tilting her back even mare. Betti jerked her head from side to side, feeling the weight of her body pull pain- fully against her bound wrists and ankles. He had her parallel with the garage floor, in a moment, her body hanging down like a sack of flour.
.She shuddered, her tits flattened against her heaving chest while her long blonde hair hung down to the cement. The tearing black leather was acting as a kind of aphrodisiac while that awful heat in her cunt grew more and more intense.
Betty groaned, her head hanging back while she closed her eyes. Oh, God in heaven, would she ever be normal.again? "Uhhhhh... " "The little slut can hardly wait," Jack said, laughing as he slapped her ass again.
"Hey, lemme warm up her butt," Joe said, puling his belt from his jeans and holding it doubled in his right hand.
"Joe, you can't!" Tina cried.
"Shut up, Sis."
Betty heard the hissing sound of his belt cutting through the air and cringed, her body tensing like a wound spring as the belt smacked against her ass. She jerked, her fingers curling while her body snapped up, then feil back down. once more. Again and again, the boy slapped her ass with his belt, leaving long red marks on her asscheeks.
"Hey, okay, enough,".Jack said when the boy aimed a particularly hard blow against the girl's shitter.
"Man, oh man, I'm cummin' in my fucking pants!" Joe rasped.
A dark stain appeared in the front of his Levi's as he dropped his belt and grabbed his crotch.
Jack nodded glumly, kicking aside the belt as he pushed down his own jeans and grabbed the sides of the frame. Betti could hear his heavy breathing and knew he was going to fuck her.
The idea of having to endure this humiliation in front of them and the others somehow excited her. She could hear her friend gasp as Jack's. hard-on sprang out, his prick bobbing and lifting as the smell of her aroused pussy wafted to his nose.
"Hot pussy, man! Hot pussy!" he muttered, pushing his mouth up against the back of her neck and biting her. there.
Betti shuddered. He was violating her, humiliating her, and-she loved every second of it! What was wrong with her? Why was she this weak? She could hear Tina calling out to her, telling her to be strong. Something was happening inside her, something that made her want this to happen and go on for a long time.
The girl let out a groan, shuddering while her skin puckered up in tingling goose pimples. Jack dug his dirty ragged nails into her hips and rasped out some command. The footboard rattled as Betti felt him righting the frame a little more. His prick was jabbing at her shitter. Oh, God in heaven, he was going to ravage her ass! Joe was pulling down his leans, the front gummed with milky cum. But his cock was still hard. With a nod from his buddy, Joe stepped onto the front of the platform, jabbing his prick up against her cunt while Jack pushed his cock against her asshole. Her ass ring tightened as his prickhead split her asshole and burrowed into her bowels. Betti gagged, her head jerking while Joe tried fucking into her cunt. He was going to tear her cherry, the last thing she had of value, Betti thought.
"No, no, don't!" Both men fucked her at the same time. Her cunt spasmed and itched while Jack fucked his prick into her hot, sticky asshole with greater force and abandon. Joe was trying to fuck his cock deep into her pussy. But he couldn't get himself quite hard enough to reach and pop her cherry.
"Man, oh man, hot cunt, hot pussy! Her cunt's fuckin' milkin' against my cock! Shit, and I came before... ahhhhhhh!" Betti felt the pain edging around her asshole, her body whipping back and forth, the force of her movements making the wood around her groan. She could feel Jack's fingers tugging at her asscheeks, while Joe fucked her cunt as best he could. She licked her dry lips, awful, lusty moans escaping from her lips.
Tina wailed with horror. Betti didn't care. She was being fucked in both holes by two vital, virile Young men. She laughed, her cries shrill- ing through the small garage. The blond youth who had been with Joe and Jack all the while watched sullenly, jacking off.
Jack suddenly let out a cry as his climax hit. Betti could feel it! It was just as it had been the last time, when all those gouts of cum spattered into her asshole. They were fucking her to the limit now, her asshole grossly stretched while Joe worked his cockhead against her cherry. She thought she would die 'as her hips gyrated wildly. Her face was.flushed, contorted into a twisted mask of fuck-lust as she drew in ragged breaths. She was going to cum. She was rutting now right there in front of the pullys. tugging her arms and legs against the leather restraints until they threatened to cut through her sweaty, flushed flesh.
"Uhhghghghghghg!".
She was a mindless fucking thing, unable to. control the feelings rioting through her. Spit slicked the corners of her mouth as she bounced as best she could against the rattling double frame.
She came and came and came on the awful frame. Her lips were pulled back and. her eyes were glazed with lust. She could see Tina hanging there. She could see that her friend was horrified, disgusted at what she saw. But Betti didn't care as. that hard fat cockbone.
rummaged around her in her ass guts, pushing aside her organs painfully with the forward fuck-thrusts.
Oh God, God, to have two big cocks pushing around in her! Even though Joe's cock was growing softer by the minute, still it was delicious having two men fucking her at the same time.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Jack shot the remainder of. his rum load, slapping her hanging ass with both hands, then finally leaning heavily against her back. She could feel his tongue licking between her jutting shoulder blades as he slowly pulled his prick almost out of her ravaged asshole.
Betti groaned, her body shivering as if he had touched her with those damnable electric needles again, She could feel the hot jizz dribbling down the backs of her thighs while his prickhead remained in her stretched shifter for a second. She could feel the flanged cockhead tugging at her ass ring, making the wrinkled flesh pucker outward as if she were going to take a shit.
"Oooooooh!" Betti's lips formed a large circle as she felt Jack's bard cock pop out of her shitter with a squishy sound. Joe had already pulled his cock free and was staggering around, wiping his hands and trying to pull his Levi's up.
"Hey, Brad, over here. You ain't tried this one," Jack said, hiking up his Levi's and jerk- ing his head in Tina's direction.
The brunette girl shook her head from side to side, her eyes widening as she looked at the blond boy's hard, throbbing pride. Having watched the scene in front of him. Brad was more than ready to fuck the hanging girl.
"And she's all yours," Jack added, noticing that Joe seemed to have some regrets about having his sister used as meat. "Come on, it's what we agreed."
Jack put a restraining hand on his buddy. Joe. shook his head, turning away while his sister started screaming. Brad was on top of- her, slapping her with one hand while cupping his fingers against her pussy with the other.
"Oh God, God... " Betti smiled,. feeling herself wallowing in the filth these men had created. The sounds of her friend's screams were like. music to her as she hung there, cum dripping from her cunt and asshole. Oh, she had been such a iumghty, naughty. girl! She had led her friend hear and now reveled in Tina's cries as she thought again -- and again of having been double-fucked by these horny Young studs.
"And don't worry, baby. Like I told you the hot time, I ain't finished with you and your family yet," Jack said to Betti.
Chapter Seven Kathy Sat On The Sofa, Her Knees Pressed. Tightly Together As She Stared Off Into.The Distance. To one side of her, the sound of the steady ticking of the oak grandfather's dock filled the otherwise silent living room.
She had been thinking about what had.
happens to her. She could still feel the hot water washing around in her ass guts. She could still feel those hands gripping her, the rough fucking, the shocked feeling she experienced when they told her about her daughter.
But what if they were lying? What if Betti wasn't involved in all this? That picture could have been faked. Jack and his friends were terribly clever and could have done something like that simply to torment Kathy even more.
Betti -- involved with those punks! Impossi-. ble, she thought to herself, shaking the. loose blonde hair from her eyes. Still, the nagging suspicion hung around her like a cloud.
She had to know. She had to make sure her daughter was free of this... this delightful horror. Delightful? Why couldn't she. keep from smiling just a little as she thought of those feel- ings that had ravaged her? Betti had just told her mother she was going over to Tina's for some studying this evening.
That was odd, Kathy thought, considering she hadn't heard from her daughter's friend for nearly a week. Tina was continually calling, tying the phone up for what seemed like hours.
The phone was strangely silent now...
"Okay. Mother, I'm off,".Betty said, hugging her history books to her tits as she came. into the living room and gave her mother a kiss on the forehead.
"Say hello to Tina for me," Kathy said, keep- - ing her voice level.
How she hated doing what she was about to do -- spying on her own daughter. They had built up a sense of trust, she thought, throughout the past five years. Her cunt throbbed, her fingers moving in tiny circles around her knees as she became aware of how her clothes pressed. deliciously against her nipples and pussy. She was thinking about straightening out her daughter, and acted no better than a street whore, herself.
Kathy shook her head, realizing her breathing had become labored and shallow. She felt her nostrils flaring, as they had when Jack had fucked her. She felt shakier than ever and wondered if she was even capable of doing.
something like secretly following her daughter. There, the front door clicked shut. Kathy rose, feeling her cuntlips friction against one another as she walked to the front door. No- no, she had to be stronger than this! She couldn't collapse or rush upstairs as she wanted to and finger-fuck herself. That was not her style, she thought, rushing through the door and dosing it quietly behind her.
Standing on the.unlit porch and peering through the tall bushes on either side of the steps, Kathy caught a glimpse of her daughter walking quickly away. No, that wasn't the way to Tina's house. Her heart pounded as she stepped to the sidewalk, keeping well behind Betti. Oh, God in heaven, the girl was heading. in the direction of that awful garage! There had to be some mistake, Kathy told herself, cringing as she followed her daughter down the street. Tina ducked into a side alleyway. Kathy stopped at the alley, clutching her blouse, feeling a warm tear rolling down her cheek. Betti was going there. She knew her daughter was going there to the garage. Jack was right. The picture was real. Her daughter was involved with those horrid youths! Somehow, Kathy managed to gather up the courage to follow Betti. She would. confront them all, threaten them with the police. She didn't care if they told her daughter about what she'd done and how she'd acted. She had to get Betti out of this mess before it was too late. Creeping forward, she found herself there in the alley behind the garage. There were muted sounds of laughter as the door slammed behind her daughter.
Kathy could wait no longer. She wouldn't allow this to happen again. Sighing, the woman grabbed the rusty doorknob and twisted it, throwing the door open.
"I know what you're doing here, Betty -- and I'm ashamed of you!" "Mother! I... I had to come here!" Betti exclaimed, her mind reeling about as she stood there half-naked. Her books were scattered on the floor. "They threatened to hurt Tina, even to hurt you."
Kathy waved one hand in front of her as she surveyed the young men smirking in front of her. She started to grab at Betti, determined to yank her away from these awful youths. That was when she felt them grabbing her by the shoulders, ripping her away from the girl and throwing her hard against the wall. She could hear Betti screaming. Stunned, Kathy started sinking to the floor, a harsh.sharp pain throbbing through her head. She could hear her daughter protesting as someone swaggered up to her. It was that blond be.
"Hey, Brad, you never bad a crack at the old lady, did you?" Jack called out, punching Betti between her shoulderblades as she started to rush for her mother.
The girl's mouth tore open while her knees gave way. She screamed in pain, her body nearly snapping in two as she tumbled to the floor with a loud crash.
When Kathy saw Betti falling to the cement, the woman roused herself and pushed forward, her fingers curling in the air. She would scratch off his face. She would rescue her daughter and herself from these madmen! But Jack was quick, driving his fist into her belly with a sickening thud. Kathy doubled over, the wind whooshing from her lungs as sharp pains throbbed through her stomach. Seeing her mother falling to the floor, Betti rolled onto her ass, elbowing and crawling backward toward the back of the Earache.
"Gag her," Jack ordered.
"No, you don't understand," Kathy cried.
"I'm going to take her away from all this!" Jack smirked and sneered, raising his heel up and bringing it down on her fingers. Kathy screamed, springing to life as she felt the tiny bones crushing under the pressing boot. It was all she could do to keep her sanity, her eyes rolling as the pain shot up her arm. She lurched. forward, pressing her forehead against Jack's leg. More pressure. She screamed again, her voice shrilling. He was to break her hand! She could feel the pain throbbing past her crushed knuckles and spasming up her arm. Vainly, the woman tried puling her hand free. "There... now, you feel better?" Jack removed his foot from her hand. Kathy sighed with relief, quickly jerking her hand free and pushing it between her body and arm. How her fingers hurt! She blinked the tears from her eyes, not daring to look her daughter in her eyes. She lay back limply, trying to regain her breath. Betti lay on one side drawing her upper arms slowly over her naked tits. She felt so embar- rassed to be exposed like that right in front of her own mother.
"Please, let us go! Let my daughter go, at least. She's so young, too young for you," Kathy pleaded.
Betti struggled and screamed, trying to get to her feet as she looked helplessly at her mother. Those stories were true! Her mother really had been involved with these crazy youths, just as she was. They had lured her here, calling her and threatening her with harming her mother when... when her mother was nothing more than a willing slave to them. Betti could have died with shame, thinking of what they probably had done with her mother.
"Hold the bitch there," Jack said, nodding in the direction of the cringing girl.
The girl felt strong hands gripping. her shoulders. Brad ripped off her bra, laughing softly as her big tits flopped loosely against her chest.
Yes, the blond boy had savaged her friend, having beaten Tina across the face. until he bloodied her nose before tearing her from the. bonds and fucking her mercilessly again and again on the floor. He had' fucked her dog-style, raping the girl twice before having thusly finished himself off by cumming in her face.
Through it all, Tina had cried and screamed for help from her impassive. brother. No, Joe wouldn't help, and Betti couldn't either -- just as she couldn't do one thing right now for her own mother. "Now, you came here to spy. on your daughter. right? Or did You want a. little action, yourself?" Jack asked, nudging Kathy with the. toe of his boot.
Kathy shrank back, grabbing her injured belly and sliding against the wooden wall behind her until her asscheeks pillowed against.the supports..She shuddered, her hand jerking a little as she end the towering stud warily. She knew what Jack could do, She had endured him and his cruelty earlier, and now lay aching on the floor, sucking in deep breaths. Jack dragged. a chair around, straddling the back and looking down at her, grinning. How she bated that cat's smile! He was so sure of himself, so arrogant as she trembled like a defeated little animal' at his feet! If only she could muster the strength and courage to attack him. Surely she could do that, do that one little thing for her daughter. But when she moved, Kathy felt a killing ache throb through her shoulders and belly. She fell back against the wall, dosing her eyes in defeat. - "Why don't You tell me the truth? I kinda wanna hear about how you were going to sacrifice everything for.her sake -- some kinda lie like that. Right?"
"No, that's no lie!" Kathy gasped,. looking at her daughter still prone on the floor.
Betti pulled herself up, shaking the stupor from her brain as she looked pleadingly at her mother.
"No, Mother, don't... don't say anything, please," she begged.
"Quiet, you little cock-suckers" Jack snapped.
"Don't call her that!" Kathy protested.
Jack pulled a switchblade from his pocket and flicked the weapon open. The woman panicked as Betti screamed and drew back. Joe was behind Betti, reaching down and grabbing her hair only to twist it around and up. The girl's eyelids fluttered, her body shuddering as if electricity were coursing through it. She kicked out her legs, her arms jerking up as she clawed up at the boy's hands.
Kathy couldn't bear to see her daughter suffering that way. She started to crawl up, leaning against the wall behind her while she felt some strength returning to her legs. Betti continued to scream, scratching and beating at the fingers hurting her scalp while her legs buckled under her. Kathy lurched forward, diving at Joe like an avenging tigress. Quick as a striking rattlesnake, Jack kicked the chair against the woman.
"Ugh!"
Kathy fell back, the top of the chair striking her forehead and leaving a long red mark. She screamed, hearing her daughter crying out again for help as Jack moved quickly once more in front of her. She drew in another ragged breath, trying to regain her balance and judge where the next attack would come from.
The woman screamed as she felt Jack's. fist sweep down and crash against her forehead. She fell back, her body snapping around. while her legs slipped out from under her. Jack swung his booted foot back, kicking through a whistling are into Kathy's face. The woman shouted again, sure she could hear something snapping and breaking inside her skull The room spun around while her head snapped back. She fell heavily, hardly moving while all sorts of sounds filled her head. Jack nudged Kathy with his foot.
"I told you, you shouldn't get too involved in this, lady. Now you're really in for it." He took the switchblade in one hand again, bringing it up to her face. When Kathy felt something cold pressing against her cheek, she drew back, finding herself eyeing that dreadful blade. She let out a err, inching back until she collapsed against the wall behind her. Someone kicked her again, this time the toe of the black boot bruising her belly. She doubled over,.
retching and gagging while the room darkened all around her. Kathy fought for consciousness. She had to remain awake for her sake, as well as for her daughter's.
"No, no, don't hurt us!" she panted, hardly able to get the words out, Joe and Brad yanked her up from the floor, dragging her to the far end of the garage and keeping her away from her daughter while Jack moved to Betti. Kathy struggled against the pullys, tears blinding and burning her eyes as she heard her daughter begging Jack not to hurt her. And following every tearing, ripping sound of material, she could hear the girl's sobs increase until they dissolved into hysterical cries.
"Oh, oh, ohl" It seemed an eternity. Kathy stood there, her head hanging down while the men held her firmly with both hands. When they finally turned her around, Kathy felt a shiver of horror ripple through her body. There was her daughter, suspended from the ceiling by a larvae rope. Her wrists had been bound together with a smaller piece of line that now cut visibly into the girl's flesh. Her arms were stretched higher over her head, the long, slim muscles pulled taut while her tits flattened against her upper chest. It was obvious Betti was trying to look. as composed and brave as she could, tilting her chin defiantly up. But ripples of fear shivered over her milky flesh, making her terror obvious. Kathy started to move forward but felt the pullys' hands restraining her.
Jack was to Betti's right, pushing one hand against the girl's naked thigh and making her swing. Betti's jaw slackened, a ripple of pain shooting through her face as her body swung slightly from front to back.
"No, don't! Don't touch her! Don't move her like that!" Kathy protested.
"C'mon, Mrs. Watson," Joe said, copping a feel of Kathy's tits. "You knew this was gonna happen, right?."
"And man, the cunts around here are somethin' else. That Tina, his sister, is one strong, hot fuck," Brad said, laughing in Kathy's face.
"You, you animals! And you did this to your own little sister?" Kathy gasped.
"Hey, it's not like she didn't like it," Joe protested.
Kathy shuddered again, her feet slipping on the greasy cracked garage floor. Her only thought now, she felt, should be her daughter.
And now she could see those awful welts and bruises that told her that indeed Betti had been a victim of these young men. When Jack slapped her bare ass hard, squirming two fingers into her shitter, Betti squealed, her legs kicking. apart. Spurts of piss shot from her tiny pussy, .trickling down through her cunt hair and making the pullys laugh, 'Scaring' the piss out of her. That's the way I Like my women," Jack snarled.
Kathy nearly fainted when she saw what they were putting her daughter through. Jack was holding something in one hand, something she hadn't noticed earlier. It was... oh God, a dildo of some sort! It was glistening, gleaming, metallic! "I don't mind teachin'a little cunt like this some respect, and havin' a good time dain' it.
It's better to learn this way," Jack said, wagging the dildo in front of. Betti's face.
Betti was speechless. She watched as Jack donned protective rubber gloves, then pushed the dildo into her daughter's cunt. Betti's eyes widened once more, her nostrils flaring while she sucked in an audible ragged breath.
"No, don't... " Kathy watched him tying something at the bottom of the dildo. She realized that it was electrified -- probably battery operated. It wouldn't have the shock of a circuit-operated machine. But it could still shock. And shock it did, the electricity making Betti jerk and twist while her knees shivered against one another, Her nipples were swelling, turning a darker red while they stiffened and puckered. One scream after another tore from the girl's throat as her body danced about, jerking like an out-of- control marionette. She bounced up and down, screaming and begging them to leave her alone. Kathy shuddered, wanting to tear them all apart. But she knew their only hope was for her to remain sane, conscious. She wanted to beg for her daughter. But she knew no one would listen. And so Betti continued to twist and writhe, screaming as she threw her head back and looked wildly at the overhead rafters.
At that point, Kathy noticed Jack's hard-on. He then turned the switch off for a moment, signaling the others to drag the woman up to her.
"You'll suck me off while I fuck your daughter with this popping off her cherry." "Oh, God!" It was sick, sadistic, something she expected from the men by now.
"Take off Your clothes. I like to see a naked woman suckin' cock."
Reluctantly, Kathy shed her clothes, slipping off her bra and stepping from her panties as the men looked on.,.
"Man she's almost better than her daughter," Jack remarked softly pulling his prick from his jeans and letting it stick out like a pole.
"Get down on Your knees and suck my cock. And do a good job, or you'll trade places with your daughter here," he threatened.
Kathy didn't even look at her daughter as she dropped to her knees and took his cockhead between her lips. She heard him catch his breath. as she flicked her tongue around the sensitive underside of his prick. She knew how to sued cock. Her ex-husband had liked having his cock sucked -- almost more, she thought, than suck- ing and fucking pussy. But this was something new, something different. She was sucking cock while her.daughter hung there and watched.
She took Jack's cock deeper into her mouth, her tongue making strong sweeping licks over the cockhead as she felt his prick pulse faster. "Good head, baby, mood," he purred.
She could hear. her daughter cry out in pain again as a soft buzzing sound reached her ears. He was fucking Betti with that terrible thing, pushing the dildo in deep. while Kathy sucked his cock. She had to. bring him off fast, or God only knows what would happen to Betti. She bobbed her head back and forth, her big tits slapping softly against one another as he rocked his. hips from side to side.
Betti was screaming even louder as Kathy felt. the sour saute of jizz spatter over her tongue ' and slime her throat. Gagging, she still swallowed Jack's rum, hearing her daughter's cries slacken off.
Thank goodness she thought, feeling his prick soften between her. lips. Thank goodness this was over.