Chapter 8
"Yeah, tie her up there," Rico ordered, slapping Linda on the ass as Bart and Sam dragged her moaning girlfriend toward the center of the room. Directly overhead there was a large hook screwed into the wood ceiling.
Tina remembered little of what happened next. Her knees kept buckling. She was unable to stand in spite of the cursing threats made by the men. She felt herself dragged across the room, felt the wood scraping against her toenails.
"Ohhhhl" she moaned.
Someone was holding her tightly around the waist.
"Tie her up good and tight," Rico warned. Linda screamed, holding the sides of her head in both hands as she watched leather thongs looped around her girlfriend's wrists, tied tightly with a double hitch, and pressed into the rope already binding Tina's wrists together.
Sam threw the girl's arms upward, holding them there while Bart fetched a six-foot piece of rope and passed its looped center over the sturdy hook. Tugging it to check the line, he then secured the leather thongs to the rope with a modified figureeight.
"String 'er!" Rico ordered.
Both men took the line, pulling the free end slowly Tina's arms drew up more tightly, her elbows straightening, then straining while the thongs and rope cut deeply into the flesh of her wrists. She groaned, tilting her head back and staring at her tensed arms. The girl felt the strain become more and more intense. Her fingers twitched, trying to grab onto the rope, to do something to ease the pulling strain.
Sam and Bart pulled again, this time raising her body two inches off the floor. The girl cried out, jerking her head from side to side, her eyes wide with fear and pain.
"Help me, Linda, help me!" Tina pleaded. "Oh, for God's sake, let her down!" the blonde cried, hitting Rico hard in the knees.
"Fuckin' bitch wants to join her friend. Come on, let's get 'er up too," Rico snarled.
Linda screamed, scrambling back, holding her bound hands together in front of her face. She moved her eyes from one man to the other. Sam and Bart had already secured the free end of the rope around a wooden stake driven into the wall, leaving Tina swinging on her own for the moment.
"Come on, baby, come on," Rico said, hauling the screaming girl up from the floor.
His buddies helped, binding her wrists tightly with more leather thongs, nearly cutting off the circulation to her fingers. At times, the teen felt one of them pinching her ass or copping a feel of her cunt as she was thrown from one man to the other.
More rope was found and secured to her wrists. "Think that fuckin' hook'll hold the two of 'em?" Bart wondered, scratching his head and staring at the instrument. As Tina swung, puffs of dust sifted down from the ceiling to the ground.
"Don't know. Should be interesting to find out," Rico said, slapping Linda on the ass.
The girl wheeled around, her face registering anger while her ass burned where he had hit her.
Rico laughed, watching as Bart threaded the rope through the hook, pulled it tight, then, with his buddy, yanked the free end down.
"OH!" Linda cried as she felt her arms jerk up and grow stiff as the rope began to haul her off the ground. Stumbling to the right, Linda swung against her girlfriend, her shoulders brushing against Tina's tits.
"Ohh, Linda, what are we going to do?" the young woman wailed.
"I don't know, 1 ... oh, God!" Linda cried, her toes leaving the floor. The pulling sensation turned into one of a stretching pain as the leather thongs and rope bit into her wrist flesh. She let her head fall back, feeling her long, blonde hair sweep over her shoulders. Her legs kicked apart, then drew together while her tits jiggled with each movement. Linda let out another long moan, thinking she heard something pop in her shoulders. How strange it was to rub against Tina's naked body. Now Linda's full side was pressed against her girlfriend's tits and cunt. She closed her eyes and shook her head. No, no, she couldn't possibly be feeling the same excitement she had felt before. That was only a fluke, a mistake. Surely she couldn't feel anything like that again without wondering about her sexual preferences and which direction they were heading. Linda shook her head, trying to clear such thoughts from her mind. Right now she concentrated on the pulling sensation threatening to dislocate her shoulders. She kicked out one foot, making her body swing out slightly and turn to the left. The two women now hung like two pieces of raw meat on the butcher's hook.
"Time for a little tenderizin'," Rico said, stepping back and dragging the belt in front of him while keeping his eyes focused on Linda's contorted face.
"Oh, Linda, he's going to hit us," the girl wailed, trembling mightily against her friend.
"I know, oh, I know," Linda replied, feeling her courage fail her when Rico snapped the belt, bringing down the broad band of leather hard against the dirty floor.
Rico walked in front of her, keeping his eyes on both women, chuckling slightly while the other bikers watched carefully. Then, suddenly, with a savage movement, he wheeled about, planting his legs far apart for balance while bringing his right arm back. The belt arced through the air, snapping with a loud report, then cut downward in a broad semi-circle toward the women.
Both young girls screamed, their bodies banging against one another as they waited for the stinging blow. It fell on Linda, slashing across her nipples. The blonde teen thought she'd never felt such brutal pain before in her life. It was as if Rico had pushed several hot pins into her areolas and left them there. She grunted, kicking her legs out, hitting Tina in the shins, feeling her body twisting and jerking on the rope. Her teeth rattled, and her head throbbed as she opened her eyes again and saw Rico standing only a few feet in front of her, rocking back and forth on his heels.
Rico smiled grimly at her, then turned and stared hotly at Tina. The girl cringed, her fingers trembling, her toes fanning out. She tried turning inward, trying to hide behind Linda's tortured body. But she could only hang there helplessly and wait for her turn at the belt.
It came all too quickly. The belt slashed twice over Tina, criss-crossing her belly. Her legs shot up to her belly while her tits bounced with the violent impact.
"Nice to have both women like this, eh, guys? Maybe some of you wanna try this out?" Rico invited.
Sam was there almost immediately. He slid his belt out and held it by the buckled end. He looked first at Linda, then at Tina, looking like a boy suddenly turned loose in a candy shop. While Rico rubbed his cock through his jeans, Sam doubled his belt and brought it down hard just under Linda's kneecap. The girl's ankle jerked up. He grabbed her foot, pulling her toward him. The hook twisted in the hard wood, groaning, threatening to give way from the sudden, awkward movement. Sam cursed and twisted her ankle until the girl yelped in pain. He let her go with a shove, pushing her back so hard that she struck the wall some three feet behind her. Linda groaned when Tina swept forward from the rebound and struck her hard in the ass.
"UGHHHH!" Tina cried.
"OHHH!" Linda responded, shaking the loose hair from her face while keeping her eyes fastened on Rico. Ever since he had hauled her and her friend up on the hook, she had watched him carefully, not daring to take her eyes off the big biker. Linda felt irrationally that she could somehow control her fate if only she kept an eye on Rico. It was, of course, only a dream.
The lead biker moved around while Sam began working Tina over, rapping his doubled belt lightly over her thighs, then bringing the leather down flat and hard against her full, fleshed-out lips. The tension and excitement made the young woman shriek and jerk like a mad puppet on the rope.
Linda had her own problems. Rico was determined to make every square inch of her body ache with agony. He started beating the arch of her foot. Rico slowed his strokes, timing them to hit just when the girl didn't expect it. The sensitive skin of her feet felt as if the belt were flaying it from the bone. Linda thought the belt had crushed the small bones inside her feet. She threw her head from one side to the other, trying somehow to get her feet away from the big man.
But Rico was insistent, moving around, hitting Tina to knock her body to one side so he could torture the screaming blonde more. It was an awful feeling, the rope and leather slicing into her wrists. At times, she thought blood was flowing down from her injured hands. But a quick check upward told the girl the liquid was only perspiration cascading down toward her face.
"Ohhhhh, it hurts!" she sobbed.
Rico flogged the backs of her knees, then moved up to her thighs, making the room echo with the sound of leather smacking against wet flesh. Sam was playing with Tina's cunt now, tugging out hairs by the fistful, then shoving the buckle into her pussy and watching her cunt muscles actually chewing at it, milking the strange, cold brass object, actually trying to drag it in. He laughed, then tugged it out, licking the cold metal and grunting with satisfaction before going back to his beating.
"Got a hot ass, baby? Got a real hot ass? Man, this'll warm it up real good." Sam assured Tina. Sam started moving the belt up, bringing the leather across her ass. He watched her fleshy, tight, plump asscheeks jiggle with every stroke, a long, red mark appearing on one or both of them afterward.
Rico was breathing hard, his cock tenting up against his pants material, his balls rising again and shoving up against his fat cockroot. Fighting the desire to get up and fuck Linda in the ass, the biker kept up his strokes.
"OHHHHHHH!" Linda moaned.
Linda wished she could die. The pain in her shoulders and arms was almost unbearable. The blazing agony of her plump ass radiated over to her cunt, making juice from her pussy mouth run down her thighs. More stripes appeared on her ass where the belt cut into her. First welts, then gashes appeared as the belt continued to bite into her asscheeks.
"NO! NO! NO!" she screamed with each slash of the belt.
Over and over Linda slammed into her friend, her body twisting and bouncing in recoil from the repeated strokes. Once or twice, Linda thought about snapping at Tina as if she were a dog, biting her, kicking her away as her pain increased with each passing second. After all, Tina had got her into this mess, had conned her into coming up here for a little fun. Now the two of them were tied up in this horrible place, forced to submit to pain and humiliation. And for what? They weren't going to get anything out of this except a good deal of degradation and probably some broken bones!
Linda was going wild, the pain coursing up and down her spine. She felt Rico concentrating on lashing her ass more and more. He was going to peel away the flesh if he kept doing that. Desperately, Linda tried moving her body, kicking out with her legs for leverage, then pulling herself up with her arms, twisting her spine at the same time. Once or twice, she managed to jerk away from Rico's belt. But such victories were only temporary. There was really nothing she could do to prevent him from hurting her. In complete despair, Linda finally let herself dangle, her head thrown back. Her asscheeks opend with the sudden relaxation.
This is what Rico had been waiting for. With a slashing overhead stroke he ripped the end of the belt down her asscrack. Linda thought someone had lit her asshole on fire! Her eyes bugged out, her flesh tightening over her facial bones. A strangled, choked cry came from her opened mouth while her muscles and tendons bulged against her skin. Jerking her knees up, the girl writhed in a sensual whirlpool of pain and lust. Nothing in her life had prepared her for this.
Twisting, crying, jerking on her ropes, the blonde teen thought she was going to lose all bodily functions and shit and piss on the floor. Her tender asshole burned and throbbed after that brutal attack.
"OOOOOWWWWWW!" she cried loudly. Rico struck again. The tip of the belt caught at the base of her asshole, pulling the gray-pink, wrinkled ring temporarily out of shape. She felt as if he'd pulled a handful of her assguts out.
Tina screamed in sympathy with her friend, terrified that whatever had happened to Linda would surely happen to her next.
Linda felt tears rolling down her face. The incredible pain of the assault on her asshole blasted up her spine to her poor, confused brain. She jerked convulsively again as another blow hit the same area. A flood of cunt juice rushed out of her pussy. This was shameful, unnatural! In spite of the pain and humiliation, she was going wild, juicing, turning onto this horrible man. She tried hiding her shame, folding one leg over the other to prevent more pussy juice from running out and wetting down her thighs. But nothing could keep her guilt from being noticed. She was becoming excited by all this, actually wanting more pain to add to the wonderful sensations shooting through her cunt.
"Oh, baby, nice and tight and hot," Rico murmured, watching her.
He smacked her ass again, watching as the girl thrust her ass backward, almost as if she were begging for more. Rico stepped in front, nearly knocking Sam over, who was now half-kneeling, eating out Tina's injured pussy. Ignoring his cunt-lapping friend, the biker jammed the head of the belt buckle into Linda's pussy.
"AHHHHHH!" Linda moaned as the tip of the buckle went roughly into her cunt. It was forcing the hot, wet flesh open. The instant clenching of her cuntmuscle around the buckle almost dragged it from the biker's hand. Rico smiled, pleased at Linda's sexual high. Ripping the belt away from the grasp of her cunt, he watched as Linda let out a gasp, her feet going up involuntarily, threatening his balls and cock.
"So, you wanna kick me, eh?" he said, his eyes narrowing, his lips curling up into a smile.
"No, no! I swear it! NO!" Linda cried, afraid of what he'd do if he thought something like that. "Sure, sure," Rico said, moving back to her ass and beating her asshole again and again with his belt. When she tried clenching her cheeks together protectively, he slapped them apart with his free hand. The girl thought she was going to go crazy. She clawed upward, her arm muscles knotting.
Linda didn't know what to do. If only she could pass out, even die, somehow escape that awful pain racking her ass. But nothing, no one, could help her now.
But what really surprised Linda was the strange fire starting in the rim of her asshole as he moved the belt in and out. Her hips went back, actually offering more of her ass to him. As painful as all this was, there was an odd kind of pleasure coming out of the beating as well, mingling with the hot, throbbing spasms in her cunt.
Then, suddenly, it was all over. The slashing pain of the belt, the laughter, everything was over. Linda stayed tense for a while, then sagged in her bonds. She felt herself resting against Tina. It felt good to be against another human being. She didn't care if it was another woman or not. Linda sighed, letting her head sag forward.
"Oh, Linda, they've got to let us go now, don't they? They've done enough, haven't they?" Tina gasped, staring at her friend with tortured eyes.
"They're your friends. You should know," Linda said, ashamed to look at Tina. She had felt so many strange feelings during this last horrible whipping spree. Now, resting against her friend, she was ashamed to admit that she was feeling some sexual pleasure at the touch of Tina's body. Rico was quick to pick up on the blonde teen's sudden interest.
"Ever see two broads makin' it together?" Rico asked his buddies, tapping the belt against one thigh.
"Sure, back there," Bart said.
"Naw, man, that wasn't nothin'. I mean really makin' it . . . you know, suckin' cunt and all that shit," he said.
"Yeah, once back in Tiajuana, I think," Sam said, rolling up his eyes.
"Well, you're gonna see it here."
Linda moaned. It was yet another step downward on the ladder of degradation.