Chapter 5
Anne drifted into a semi-conscious state. She dreamed of the Barringtons, of how they had felt fucking her. She dreamed of her husband, so gentle to the point of being meek.
Then she dreamed of Elder Dennis' hellish face glowing with satisfaction as he drove the cutting leather deeper and deeper into her bleeding flesh. It was during that dream that she awoke with a start.
It wasn't a dream! It was all true! He had her bound up like a prisoner, the straps hurting her.
Anne groaned, her head lolling. Looking up, she found herself gazing at the old man. His prick was limp. But he still wore that awful look of concentration that had terrified her earlier.
"So, you've come back. I'm glad. I think I have a way to end this madness and make you whole again."
"I'm fine! There's nothing wrong with me, please! Please, please, believe me!" Anne sobbed, tears blinding her.
He still had the crop in his hands, tapping the curled tips rhythmically against his right thigh. She tensed, watching him warily as he moved around to her ass.
Instinctively she tightened her ass-cheeks just as he lashed the end of the crop down the crack of her ass.
Anne screamed, feeling pain in her ass-hole. She thought she would faint again, but she struggled to keep conscious.
When the leather smacked her ass-hole once more, she screamed, her voice cracking with the agony. The incredible pain of the beating blasted up her spine to her brain. A flood of cuntlube gushed from her cunt, wetting down her pussy-hairs.
Elder Dennis laughed loudly behind her. He stopped the whipping long enough to jab the end of his crop into her shitter.
Anne screamed, trying to push her ass away. She could feel the cold blunt handle pushing at her shitter. Then the tip of the crop slipped into her cunt. She could feel it forcing the hot flesh open. The instant clenching of her cuntmuscles around the crop nearly dragged it from his hand.
"So, you still haven't learned, have you?" he shouted.
"Oh please! Mercy, have mercy!" she begged, her voice nearly a whisper while pulsing Shockwaves of cuntal heat paralyzed her.
Elder Dennis jabbed the crop against Anne's ass-hole. The abused ring of gray rubbery muscle felt as if it were being driven into her bowels.
Anne curled her fingers, her fingernails gouging into her sweaty palms. She would have clawed the walls if she could. A strange, lusty fire began in her ass. Her hips moved against her will, the movement offering more of her ass to the churchman. "Sodomite."
"No, no!"
"Lying bitch! Daughter of Sodom! You are worse, passing youself off as a minister's wife while you would make the ideal spouse for the devil!"
"Please, please, this isn't true!"
He forced the handle into her ass, screwing it into her ass-hole until Anne opened her mouth, fearing he was going to push it into her belly. She let out gasping cries, her ass-cheeks flexing, her shitter clenching as Elder Dennis pushed more and more of the crop handle into her ass-hole!
Anne thought he had at least four inches pushed into her ass-hole. After he had shoved yet another inch into her ass, Elder Dennis yanked the crop out with one horrible pull.
Anne screamed, her body shuddering, as she thought a yard of assguts had been ripped from her body. Limply she hung from the restraints, the pole above her bending and threatening to crack in the middle from all her writhing.
Elder Dennis laughed, bringing the slashing crop down once more before tossing it to the floor.
Anne could hear something being rolled up behind her. Nervously turning her head, she froze at what she saw.
There atop a small push-cart was a small generator, several black wires dangling from it.
Elder Dennis kicked the crop to one side, his prick erect now as he fondled the tangled wires with his nervous fingers.
"Wh-what are you going to do to me?" she whimpered.
Elder Dennis frowned, tugging at the wires. He bent to the lower level of the table.
Anne watched as he brought out two small brown rubber wedges and a filthy handkerchief. Holding them in his left hand, he moved quickly in front of her, reaching up with his right hand and pressing his thumb and forefinger hard against her jaws.
Anne shrieked in agony.
Quickly he pushed the rubber wedges deep in her mouth, then stuffed the handkerchief inside so the woman couldn't talk.
Anne swallowed hard, pushing her tongue against the dirty rag, moving it forward a little to allow her to breathe!
Elder Dennis then went back to the table, untangling the wires. Anne could see now that inch-long clamps were attached to the free ends of the wires, the tiny teeth looking rusty and threatening. She felt her skin crawl as her nipples stood up hard and thick. She knew what he was about to do, even as he pushed the generator now in front of her and picked up two of the clamps.
"Now, then, this will do. This will make you pure again."
Anne groaned as she watched him move the clamps up to her nipples, rubbing the cool steel against the stiff, red nubs to tease her. She shivered while her chest tightened in fear.
He was enjoying this, his prick jerking while his cock head turned a deeper purple.
"Unfnnnnfnfffff!"
Anne closed her eyes, feeling the clamps biting into her nipples. The tiny teeth were nibbling at the sensitive flesh, their stinging bites sending shivers of hot delight into her cunt.
She moaned, biting into the handkerchief, spit gathering behind the rubber wedges. Her cunt became wet and her tits throbbed. Her ass was next, a long thin wire being inserted into her sore, twitching ass-hole. Anne was surprised at how quickly and expertly Elder Dennis did this.
"Ahhhfhhfff!"
The final pincer was clamped on her clit. Elder Dennis watched as the pussy muscles worked against one another, her cunt lips swelling with blood while more and more juice seeped from her hole.
How Anne wished she could have died. There was no disguising what she was feeling right now.
He moved back to the machine, switching it on and watching with delight as the needles in the glowing windows sprang alive.
Anne bit down, feeling her teeth aching from the pressure against the rubber wedges.
Elder Dennis turned toward his victim. The woman's face was flushed, her belly tense, while her firm tits looked swollen and heavy with lust. The nipples looked dark, stretched by the heavy clamps while her spread cunt lips were slick and glistening with cunt-juice.
She moaned. Elder Dennis would give her what she wanted, what she needed.
He turned the dial.
The machine hummed, the needles inside the glassed-in indicators jumping slightly.
Anne stiffened, her wrists rubbing against the overhead bar. She pulled at the anklets cutting into her legs, her thighs rippling with excitement. It was like having a nibbling mouth around her nipples, her ass-hole and cunt all at once! The jolt was hardly strong enough to do more than create gooseflesh.
Anne tensed.
She started to shiver thinking about the current, her cunt itching and shuddering and making the clamp on her clit move.
Elder Dennis' fingers were trembling. "Still, you haven't learned, have you? Still you play the Sodomite and mock God! I'll teach you the hard lessons of adultery!"
Elder Dennis moved the dial to the next highest power surge.
As the current sparked through her body, Anne jerked and bit down harder on the rubber wedges.
Elder Dennis saw the cunt-juice spilling out of her pussy. He began laughing while turning the dial up another notch.
Anne screamed this time, her cries coming through the spit-soaked handkerchief. The shock had felt like glass shards piercing her distended nipples and clit. Her ass-hole bunched, then relaxed, nearly dislodging the wire lodged in her bowels. She felt her ass-cheeks flexing and relaxing, and she wondered if she was going to piss on herself once more.
"Yes, yes, I see it in your eyes now! The doubt, the wonder if what you've done is good! Yes, yes, it is evil! Listen to me, evil!" he shouted over the noise of the portable generator.
He cranked the dial a point higher.
Anne felt herself being struck by a force that nearly shattered her brain. Her tits, cunt and ass-hole were being ripped to pieces by knives. Her bones throbbed and ached. Her cries were muffled by the rubber wedges while her tongue flicked at the handkerchief.
Still Elder Dennis moved the dial higher.
Anne writhed, her body dancing and pulling against the restraining ropes. Spit frothed around her stretched-open mouth. Anne felt herself becoming faint, her flesh sizzling with the current, while her clit was poised on the point of a mind-shattering climax.
Elder Dennis turned the switch on all the way, sending the full amperage into the helpless, twitching woman.
The pain inside her was a terrible beast of hell, stalking and tearing her insides to pieces. She felt climax after climax erupt between her legs, burning through her, tearing her to pieces with a delight so powerful that it had to be Satanic!
As she shuddered and screamed, Elder Dennis nearly came. His balls jerked as he watched her face become a blur. Her body had become a writhing serpent.
"Yaghghhghghgffff!"
"Done!" he cried.
Anne barely heard him as he shut down the machine. He reached up and quickly unfastened the leather straps holding her to the overhead pole.
Anne collapsed in a heap on the floor, her body still twitching and shivering.
He jerked the pincers free, pulling the anklets off her legs. The rubber wedges fell from Anne's mouth as she rolled on the floor, her arms and legs flailing about her.
"Yes, yes! That's the way it is after we've thrown out the devil! We can celebrate! Yes, celebrate!" he cried, slapping her face repeatedly until she came around.
Then he shoved her shoulders against the floor, spreading her clenched legs apart with his knee.
Anne looked dumbly at him, her cunt twitching, her nipples still burning and aching from the touch of that dreadful set of clamps.
He was on top of her, pinning her down. Then, with one shove, he fucked her, driving deep into her ravaged, cumming pussy.
Elder Dennis held her hard, squeezing her tits as he drove his hips rapidly. He forced his prick deeper, ripping it through her cunt, stinging her clit.
The itching force of her climax spread through her pussy.
He fucked her cunt hard and fast, enjoying this assault as he watched her body wriggle against him.
He was a filthy, dirty, fat old man. Yet she couldn't get enough of him, wrapping her legs around his fat thighs and dragging him in deeper as she rolled her hips lewdly and begged for more of his prick.
"Uh! Ohhh, God!"
"Yes, God, God!" he cried, his face bright with illumination as he fucked deep and hard.
Anne threw back her head as lust boiled in her cunt. She could feel her cunt being stung with another wave of cum.
His prick ground her insides, the bruising ramming force of his cock tearing at her clit in an endless attack. It was more than she could stand.
Anne screamed, her fingernails clawing his back while her heels beat at his ass.
God, how she came and came, this fat churchman giving her more pleasure than all the Barringtons had!
"Oh, yes, yes!" she gasped, slowly pulling his prick from her slackening pussy.
He shoved in once more, then pulled his dripping cock from her cunt.
In another moment Anne found herself looking up at him, her eyes full of tears, her lips quivering. How could she face her husband now? There were marks all over her body!
"You needn't worry, Anne," he said, getting to his feet unsteadily and looking down a little ruefully at his flaccid prick.
Anne drew her arms over her whip-scarred body, feeling that she would scream and never stop if she kept listening to this crazy man. She had to get away.
"I'm going to send your husband on ... oh, let's see, a kind of visit around the country. It won't be long, of course. But it will be long enough for the more obvious ... uh, scars to heal."
"Oh, how you sicken me!" she said with a shudder, rubbing her bruised flesh.
Elder Dennis shrugged, looking for his trousers.
"Perhaps. But we've taken care of your transgressions, haven't we? And besides, the marks aren't all that terrible, considering what an accomplishment they show. Wear them as your badge of honor, Anne."
Anne would have fucked the devil rather than admit she had submitted to this man.
She picked up her dress, careful to keep her distance from him.