Chapter 5
The ritual went on for some time, bypassing Lynn entirely. The blonde teenager was glad for the brief rest. She tried to will away all the pains in her body, but failed. She couldn't believe that anything could make her feel like warmed-over shit, the way that butt fucking had done.
Her asshole still burned, as if acid had been dripped on it. The muscle spasms were dying down a little. She managed to roll over onto her side and get off her belly. The skin had been scraped off when she had been shoved repeatedly across the stone altar. She gingerly sat up, still tethered by the now-loosened chains around her wrists.
The pain in her ass was almost more than she could bear. She tried to shift her weight from one asscheek to the other to escape the stabbing pain. It wasn't possible. Every square inch of her butt had been whipped before they had ass raped her.
She watched the ceremony, stark hatred in her eyes. She didn't know who they all were, and she didn't much care. She hated them all. The girt remembered Reinhardt, through the fog in her brain. She would remember him for a long, long time. And one day, revenge would be hers. She vowed that she would get even with him, and with Hank.
Hank scared her the most. He was a nice kid. She hadn't seen anything different in him than any of the guys she'd gone out with in high school. He was easily controlled by the subtle use of her sex. He would have done anything for just the promise of fucking her. She couldn't imagine how he had escaped the web of her promises and come around to actually fucking her as he had done.
Or had he? She didn't know who all had reamed out her butt. Hank must have been one of them. He was a pledge to this bizarre fraternity. And she must have sucked him off too, although she didn't remember that. The entire torture was beginning to blur and fade in her mind. The teenager didn't know why that should happen. This all should be etched indelibly in her head, never to be forgotten.
Rape. Torture. Pain. Loss of her virginity. All those things couldn't be forgotten in a few short minutes.
Yet it was happening. She wondered if the drug they had given her might not have had more effect than she'd thought. The girl hoped so. That would explain away her desires for the men who raped her. She had wanted them. She had wanted their pricks as deep in her body as she could get them. It didn't matter to her if they fucked her up the asshole or up the cunt. But now, she wanted cock.
Even now, the gnawing hungers of her young body still worked on her. She didn't understand her horniness. She had been horny before, before ... she had been raped by a vibrator. But it had never been like this. Never!
She turned her attentions to the ceremony going on across the basement. She hoped for some clue to who all these men were. She might even be able to find out who their advisor was. That was the man she hated the most. He had led these impressionable college students astray. He had convinced them that it was all right to rape and torture, as long as the victim didn't remember it afterwards.
Lynn thought up elaborate tortures for the unknown advisor. Cutting his balls off seemed too easy. She wanted to really make him suffer, just as she was doing. She rattled the chains on her wrists in the vain hope that she would be able to slip her slender hands out of the shackles. The cruel iron cut into her flesh at every turn.. She finally gave up and went back to creating tortures for the fraternity advisor.
"Let five of the pledges come forth. Those five who are the bravest, those five to whom the pleasures of the flesh are the most important," the hooded figure intoned the words, sounding like a priest at some religious service. But on religion Lynn had ever heard about conducted ceremonies like this.
A shudder of dread passed through her. These college kids couldn't be Satanists. She had heard weird and horrible things about Satanist cults who tortured their victims and then finally sacrificed them on a stone altar, an altar such as the one she was bound to.
She tried to escape again. Her frantic rattling of the chains might have been what attracted their attention, or it might simply have been a point in the ceremony where they turned back to her. She didn't know. All she could see were five faceless men advancing on her for some purpose too ghastly for her to even guess.
"She is the vessel. She is the well into which you dip your staff of life," said one figure in a dark robe, standing off to one side.
One of the robed men came forward, hiking up the front of the coarse garment. She saw naked legs underneath, and a cock of such proportions that she almost fainted. If he tried ramming that up her ass, she really would be ripped apart inside. No female cunt could take that cock either. The thickness was easily twice that of her wrist. To have it stretching and tearing at her delicate insides would be the same as a death sentence.
"Stay away from me!" she screamed. "I don't want anything to do with you. Any of you!"
The robed man didn't seem to hear. He might have shown his face, but Lynn didn't know. Her eyes were riveted on that seemingly telephone pole thick prick. She even missed the action going on at the side of the altar. One of the men was touching one of her chains. He quickly moved it to a ring on the other side of the stone. She was still bound, one hand on either side of the altar now. She managed to stand up on the altar, the chains just barely long enough to allow it.
"I'll get even with you for this! I swear it. No matter who you are, I'll get my revenge. You'll never.., oh, my God!"
The robed man lightly jumped up onto the stone altar with her, his robe brushing across her tits. With a sudden grab, he held her waist and spread her legs far enough apart so that he could thrust directly up and into her seething pussy.
She groaned in pain as the mighty column of cock surged into her virgin cunt. She had been raped with a plastic vibrator, but no man's prick had ever entered her pussy. Now the rape was complete.
The huge spike of his cock pushed at her inner walls and threatened to fill her to overflowing with cock. For a moment she simply stood, robbed of speech, robbed of all feeling. Slowly, the pain in her cunt began to spread.
Just as slowly, it went away, to be replaced by joy. She was a woman now. It might have been rape but she was now complete. She had denied herself this pleasure for too long. Now she couldn't possibly imagine why. The cock was almost more than she could take, but her pussy walls were young and resilient. They stretched to take the full girth of that mighty fuck stick.
"Oh, oh, sweet Jesus, I never thought it would feel this good," she sighed. "Go on, fuck me! I want to feel what it's like! Give it all to me. Every goddamn inch of that fucking prick of yours!"
From across the room came the solemn voice, almost a chant, "The circle is complete. Male enters female. Continue."
Lynn thought that was the signal for-the man to really fuck her. She wondered how good it would be, getting fucked standing up with her hands chained as they were. She didn't find out, not then. Another of the five men came up behind her and lifted her off the altar. She fought against this, but the cock up her twat never left its snug berth. Somehow, the cock managed to stay fully inside her throbbing pussy lips while she was planted on the floor of the basement.
"Why are you doing this?" she begged. "I just want what I've got in me now. I.. . ohhhhh!"
The man behind her slammed his prick forward. It plunged between the slabs of her ass and into her already well-fucked asshole. She gasped as it slid easily all the way up her shit chute. Not only did she have one hell of a pussy pleaser up her cunt, she now had a cock up her asshole as well.
It didn't stop there. A robed man stepped up onto the platform she had just been taken from. He pulled up his robe and shoved his limp prick forward, toward her lips. She opened her mouth to complain and found the flaccid prick shoved in. She almost choked. The cock was still wet from his prior come.
She now had one cock in her pussy, one up her ass, and a third in her mouth that had begun to stiffen into a real fuck stick. When she felt a prick pressed into her right hand, she squeezed down lustfully. Another was added to her left hand. The teenager now controlled five cocks.
"Begin," come the word from behind her.
All five men began to move at the same time. Lynn could hardly keep up with what was happening. The pricks in her hands were throbbing hard now. She squeezed down even more on them, feeling them buck and dance with lust. She stroked up and down, and found herself pleasantly surprised. She liked the feeling of so much cock flesh within her grip.
She was literally handling what she had figuratively controlled before. She had been a cock teaser, but now she was a cock stroker. A tiny moan of pleasure escaped the lips of the man on her left, She lightly flicked her fingertips across the hairy bag containing his balls. She was rewarded when the groan turned into a gasp. Her fingers clutched wildly at the man's balls. She felt the hairy sac contract and then pulse with prodigious power. Wet, hot strings of jizm covered her hand.
But they hardly noticed that. She was taking the huge prick in and out of her cunt now. The man had decided it was time to fuck the living hell out of her, and he was doing just that.
She was a beginner at fucking. She had nothing but the ass fucking to compare this to. She gasped and moaned as she danced around on tiptoe, marveling at the feelings being built up inside her untried pussy. The teenager could hardly believe anything could be so great.
The nerve endings along the entire distance of her velvet, hung pussy were blasting out a message of lust now. Her belly tightened, and she leaned forward to see if this would drive that lovely spike of hard, throbbing prick even deeper into her cunt.
It didn't, but the cock fucking her from behind slid an extra inch up her now well-fucked ass. The girl gasped and straightened. This sent the meaty probe into her pussy, digging in deeper than ever before.
"Shit," she whined. "This is too much for me. I can't take it any more!"
But she did, and she loved it. The girl was chained to the alter, being fucked front and back, jerking off a hard cock in one hand and trying to talk around the now thick plug of prick in her mouth. She couldn't possibly ask for anything more.
Her hand convulsively squeezed down on the hard cylinder of cockflesh. She did her damnedest to get the man off. She wanted to concentrate on the delightful feelings in her pussy and up her ass. To do this, she had to deflate two more pricks. Sucking as she stroked with her chained hand, she managed to release another torrent of come. Both hands were now covered with the white, sticky jism.
She sucked and licked and did what she could with her tongue to ensure that the man whose cock rested between her lips got off. The man was struggling to keep from coming, but she tasted the tiny drop of bitter pre-come. Her eager tongue swirled around and snared it. Then she tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. This was all it took to get the man off. With a loud yell, he began face fucking her with long, deep strokes.
She took every inch of his cock into her face. Sucking harder, she managed to swallow his come. She hated that, but she did it. There was so much more to do. As the limp dong slid from her mouth, she felt the tempo of the fucking up her juicy twat and into her tiny asshole increase.
Both men were cooperating to get the most out of fucking her. As one slipped out of her clinging interior, the other thrust in forcefully. As the hot poker of cock reamed into her from behind, her pussy was left empty. Then the cock in her asshole departing, the prick fucking her up the pussy returned.
This was the one she cherished the most. Having taken so many cocks up her rear passage, the blonde teenager got little thrill out of that. If anything, it was a little painful. The forceful entries into her had bruised and injured her asshole, and the whipping she had received left her buttocks raw and red. The constant motion of the coarse robes against her tender ass flesh irritated her, robbing her of a little extra pleasure.
Nothing of that sort took away an ounce of pleasure from the monstrous cock that surged between her pinkly scalloped pussy lips. She was now that it had been a vibrator which had plucked her cherry. If a fuck stick-this large had done the trick, she might have shied away from fucking forever.
The feel of his hot and hard length resting inside her gave the -young girl a sexual charge that couldn't be denied.
Come dribbling down her chin, she moaned out. "Fuck my cunt faster. I need it all the way. I want to feel you in me, dammit, all the way in me now!"
She came. The girl hardly recognized the gradual buildup. She had been used to all Sons of other things getting her off: A finger diddling her own clit. Sucking on a man's prick. The feel of a cock fucking her up the ass. All those things had gotten her off in the past. This was brand new, and an ex- perience to be cherished.
"More," she begged. "Faster! Give me all you've got!"
The man in front of her said nothing. His fucking tempo didn't change, but his hands reached around her body and gripped her buttocks. He began kneading them as well as using them as support for his fucking.
The girl went wild with desire. The way he was manhandling her rump caused the cock fucking her from behind to feel like it was growing. By the time the teenager realized it actually was growing in size, she was too lost in the wonderland of sex to care.
The man butt fucking her came. She felt the sweet surge of his come shooting into her guts. The heated fluid dribbled out of her well-reamed asshole and down the insides of her tender thighs. Her entire universe was filled, however, by the huge prick still lodged firmly in her pussy.
Powerful hands pulled harder at her buttocks. She was forcibly pulled onto that fucking prick. She took more and more of it into her tender twat. The fuck oils leaked out around the thick plug of prick and mingled with the jizm running down her legs. The coed hardly noticed that. She was at the point of coming again.
The brink of ultimate human pleasure yawned wide and she tumbled into it, screaming and thrashing about. Only the chains holding her to either side of the stone altar kept her from flinging herself off the cock.
"Faster! I'm on fire inside. Give it all to me. Make me BURN with your fucking, dammit!"
She flopped up and down in an attempt to get even more prick inside her needy, hungry pussy. It had been denied a man's prick for too long. Now she was turning into a greedy, sex-starved bitch who couldn't get enough. She had to experience everything she had missed, and do it right now!
Her fingers clawed vainly at the man's robe. She tried to make him respond to her. Tensing and relaxing her cunt walls seemed to spur him on. She clutched with her inner muscles on the huge girth of his cock. She tried to hold him inside her, never wanting to let him go.
For a moment, she thought she had succeeded. His long, strong fucking stroke stopped. Then her own body betrayed her. The thick oils lubricating the entire length of her pussy allowed his cock to slide free. He popped out of her clinging cunt lips with a lewd smacking noise.
"No, no, it can't be," she sobbed. "Stuff it back ml FUCK ME! I need you fucking me!"
The blonde coed felt weak in the knees, and completely watery inside. Her belly heaved with emotion. She needed that prick worse than she had ever needed anything in her life. She had been turned into a sex junkie, needing her fix in long, hard thrusts of cockmeat.
She felt his cunt juice-soaked prick slide up along her sex gash. She hurriedly spread her legs even wider. She didn't want him going away without finding her cunt hole.
She screamed in joy as he rammed hard into her again. With a slow, sensuous motion, he ground his bush against hers. The crinkly hairs of his pubic fur stroked across the tip of her aroused clit. This was all it took for her to get off.
The orgasm spread rapidly from the tip of the throbbing, little nubbin of erectile tissue to her cunt. The cunt walls convulsed mightily and clamped down on the huge prick. Then her belly filled with molten, lead-like jism. She groaned and sobbed, then exploded all over. Her spine arched and her brain burned with the intensity of her orgasm.
"Aieeeeee!" she screamed, arms almost stretching the chains.
The man continued to fuck into her twitching cunt. She felt the friction adding to her come, pushing her higher and higher until the girl was positive she couldn't withstand any more pleasure. She was wrong. She not only took more, she gave more.
Her cunt filled with hot manseed from the spurting prick. She shuddered and weakly collapsed to the stone altar, ignoring the pain in her ass as she scraped along the rough stone.
Lynn managed to open her eyes in time to see the limp prick swing freely between his hairy thighs.
Then the robe was dropped, and the faceless man with the mighty prick turned and walked away.
She panted harshly, feeling rivers of sweat tickle as they ran between her lush tits. Her boobs shivered as she fought to gain her breath. Tossing her head got some of the sweat off her forehead. Never had Lynn felt so sated, so sexually drained as she did now.
Both hands were drenched in come, her ass and cunt and mouth were all filled with jism, and her body was tired. Lynn marveled at the fact that she couldn't even get enough strength together to hate the men who were doing this to her.