Chapter 5
"Oh, take it out! IT HURTS!"
Donna screamed again and again as the men shoved her down hard onto the dildo. She thought her ass was going to come apart. Her eyes bugged out and her jaw slackened while beads of perspiration broke out on her forehead. Her muscles tensed, bulging against her flesh as the girl struggled against her captors. It was awful-the worst pain she'd felt ever!
"Please, you're going to kill me!" she cried, twisting and turning on the stool. That metallic dildo was going to rip apart her ass. She just knew it would! "AIYEEEEEE!"
Donna threw her head back, her throat torn with shrieks of agony and fear. Jack looked at her shaking with convulsions while her fingers clawed at the wood so hard that her nails broke.
"Come on, man, she's gonna split with that thing up her ass," Jack said, bending down and wrapping his arms around her waist. Slowly, gently, he raised the girl up from the cruel metallic cock.
Donna murmured thank you's as she felt her shitter lips fold over each other when the steel dildo slipped out. But little did she realize her ordeal was far from over.
"Still got your cherry, uh?" Jack asked, holding her suspended above the stool.
Donna nodded her head up and down, staring with wide, frightened eyes into his.
"Too bad. Too bad you're gonna lose it this way," he said, moving her slightly forward, then letting her sink back onto the dildo.
Donna struggled again as best she could, jerking her legs until the splinters of the newly fashioned stock bit painfully into her thighs. She jerked her arms helplessly against the bonds.
"Come on, put the damned nozzle up her ass before I fuck her with this."
"Stop it! God in heaven, stop this!" she shrieked, jerking her head from side to side. "Trina, tell them to stop it," she wailed more softly, turning her head and looking at her cousin.
But the blonde couldn't really hear her. Trina lay in that strange position, groaning slightly, not showing she'd heard her cousin's desperate pleas.
Jack laughed. Around his hand he'd wrapped the enema-like hose, now handing it to Ron. He watched, chuckling, as his buddies readied the girl for her latest humiliation.
"STOP!"
Ron attached a black belt with straps attached to it, the straps running down Donna's asscrack. Slipping the end of the tube into her shitter, he fastened it to this odd garment. Donna cried out again, feeling her ass muscles clenching instinctively around it. Closing her eyes, the girl struggled, clenching her ass-hole muscles together, trying to push and eject the thick steel nozzle pressing against the walls of her shitter.
Brad helped his friend, taking the straps and drawing them tightly between her thighs and tugging them up so they pressed against her cunt slit.
"NOOOO!"
Jack only looked silently at her, letting her down gradually onto the steel dildo. Donna cried out again and again, begging him not to do this. She didn't want to lose her cherry to this thing! She'd hoped to keep her hymen until her marriage, or at least until she met a boy she loved. But this...?
Donna felt Jack moving the strap to one side, exposing her tender young cunt. Then slowly the girl felt the cold steel slipping up into her cunt. Her pussy muscles shivered at the slick, cool touch of the metal against her flesh. Donna stiffened, her nostrils flaring, her face a white mask of desperate terror. The veins stood out on her forehead, throbbing in time to the wild beating of her heart.
"NOOOO!"
Donna felt the cold steel cock spreading her cunt walls apart. It was sliding in with a good deal of effort. Nothing except her fingers had ever been inside that sensitive little hole. Now she was being fucked by that awful thing.
"No, NOOOO!"
The slick metallic cock was pushing apart her folds and hollows, touching the sensitive areas of her pussy, making her groan with unspeakable humiliation. And yet there was something there, something that actually gave her some pleasure during this whole episode. The girl rolled her eyes up, concentrating on that pleasure, wondering what on earth could the matter be with her! Pussy juice started to flow, wetting down her cunt, making it easier for that steely cock to slip into her hole.
"UGNGHGHHH!"
It had hit something. Her cherry! Oh God, and Jack was still pushing down on her shoulders, shoving her onto that thing, impaling her on the iron spear.
"Stop it! My cherry, oh God, my...AHHHWHHHAHHHHH!"
The big man only tightened his grip on her, holding her tightly while still pushing down. Donna felt something giving way inside her, tearing from its anchorage. She was being shredded, torn apart, fucked by that awful thing. OH, there'd be incredible pain and bleeding. It was what her mother had told her, the price a woman had to pay for being a woman.
"Go for it!" Ron murmured.
She kept sliding down on that thing, her pussy sore, her body weak from the piercing. Donna was afraid to look down, afraid to see the blood she was sure was coming out.
"Man, that was the easiest cherry poppin' I ever seen," Brad said.
Donna couldn't believe her ears. Easy! Were they crazy? She was in pain. Her thighs ached, her belly felt ready to turn over from the agony of her first fucking.
"Too bad I didn't get a chance to pluck that fuckin' cherry," Jack muttered, settling her down on the stool. "But this was pretty fuckin' good. Just think, baby, you can tell your kids about your first fuck. None of that shit about how guys don't give a shit about how a woman feels and all that crap. Yeah, you can tell your kids about your first lover. He didn't feel a fuckin' thing," the big man said, chuckling as he let her go.
Donna's head fell, her long, silky black hair curtaining her face. She started to cry, feeling as if the entire world were coming to an end. She was totally shamed, humiliated beyond words. That awful steel thing was still embedded in her body, pushing apart her cunt walls, feeling oh, so strange and cool inside. Then more juices flowed from her cunt, helping to lubricate the affected area, warming the inanimate cock so that eventually it didn't feel quite so awful inside her.
"Now you're gonna suck me, baby, suck me just like you sucked him off," Jack said, spreading his legs and fondling his massive cock. Her eyes were blurred with hot tears.
"Please, oh please..."
She couldn't form her sentences any more. Concentrating on the warming dildo in her cunt, she was experiencing a bizarre kind of pleasure from it. But still the girl remembered the spikes at the base of it. She tensed her body. The ache in her arms and legs was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Tensing her muscles, she succeeded in stopping the downward movement for a moment.
Jack leaned over to the faucet of the barrel. As he did, his cock brushed over Donna's cheek. She shuddered, remembering the smell of Ron's groin and how her pussy juiced when she sucked him off in the car. The smell coursed through her nostrils and lungs, producing the same strangely powerful effect. Her sexual arousal was becoming stronger.
"like it, baby-like to look at cock?" Jack said, noticing her reaction.
"No, NO, he forced me to do it. He FORCED ME!" she cried, shaking her head violently from side to side, feeling her hair splashing over her face.
"Fuckin' little liar," Jack said, rewarding her with a sharp slap across the face. "OH!"
Donna gasped as she felt something shooting into her ass. Someone had turned on the nozzle, letting the beer flush into her shitter. She jumped, her muscles tensing again, rippling under her sweaty flesh. Her ass-cheeks writhed madly on the stool, bouncing up and down, finally making painful contact with the tiny spikes at the base of that steel cock.
Jack laughed and looked down at her.
"Now enjoy yourself, bitch. You bounce too hard up and down on that dildo and you'll tear yourself up. Just a word to the wise," Jack warned her.
"Oh, OHHHH!"
"The harder you move around the more beer's gonna shoot in," he added. "Meanwhile, you're gonna swing on this prick."
Jack's eyes glittered with arousal and madness. Reaching down, he wrapped his hands around her head, holding her head steady while drawing forward. Donna saw that cock moving up to her lips. She felt his fingers pressing down hard at the junction of her upper and lower jawbones. Even if she wanted to break away, she couldn't. Struggling, whining, the girl was forced finally to accept that fat juicy cock into her mouth.
"Uh!"
Jack shifted his hips from side to side, enjoying her displeasure while his cockhead trailed along her pouting lower lip. He smiled, watching his pre-cum leaving a thin silver trail along her mouth, chuckling while the blue veins ribbing his cockshaft throbbed with excitement. "NO!"
It was the last word she was to say for a while. Jack squeezed his hairy ass-cheeks together and shoved forward, pressing his cock hard until she opened her mouth and took in the full cockshaft.
Jack groaned, arching his back and closing his eyes while tightening his grip around the back of her head. He sawed his prick in and out of her mouth, his balls swinging forward and hitting her chin with every downward mouth-fucking thrust. Spittle bubbled out around the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin, wetting his balls.
"Move it baby. That's it, slide that fuckin' mouth back and forth, move that cunt up and down that cockshaft!" Jack muttered.
"Man, I think she's goin' after it. Yeah, she's really turnin' onto that fuckin' shit," Ron commented, bending down and watching the girl's cunt as it slid up and down the rigid dildo.
"MMMMFMMFFF!" the girl cried. She was actually starting to acquire a regular fucking rhythm. As the steel dildo rubbed against her itching pussy, her juice frothed around it, making a glistening puddle around its steel base. What had happened? What had turned her into this kind of slutty pervert? Only seconds ago she was gagging, struggling with the big man, pleading with him to let her go. But now she was actually enjoying this, turning on to this foul violation of her body.
"Ugh! Ugnh! UGH!"
The girl felt her inner cunt lips swelling with blood, caressing the metallic cock as if it were her lover. She bounced up and down. The hotter she became, the harder and more violent her movements were.
Her sucking made Jack fall forward, catching himself on the stocks. He was breathing unevenly, surprised by the girl's sudden expertise. He moved his hips faster and faster, drawing out gobs of spittle. Flattening his body against her face, the young man swore at her, calling her all sorts of filthy names while he fed her his fat hunk of cockmeat.
Donna thought she was losing her mind. She flattened her tongue, wriggling it back and forth over the sensitive underside of the big man's prick. She felt his pre-cum oozing out, coating her mouth and throat in much the same way as Ron's prick had. Oh, it was so deliciously good. It...what could she be thinking of? They were torturing her, humiliating and degrading her the same way they had apparently done to her cousin! She had to fight them some way-fight back!
"Get your head back on that cock, bitch!" Jack snarled, hitting her hard when she tried sliding away from his cockshaft.
Donna groaned, stretching her lips a little more and taking his cock all the way, until she felt the cockhead pressing against the back of her throat. He held her firmly there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of his cock all the way inside her.
Donna was losing her desire to resist. She felt the blood boiling in her veins now. There was no sensation of revulsion or fear at this point. Now she could understand how Trina was lured to this place. There was something about the men, something about the way they treated her and her cousin, that excited her. At first repelling, this treatment was like some wild aphrodisiac that totally destroyed her common sense and sense of decency. All she could think about now was increasing the itchy ache pulsing between her thighs. Oh, if only she could touch her clit she could make herself feel so much better!
"Man, she's turnin' on to this fuckin' machine.
She'll go nuts once we take care of her with our cocks," Brad commented, rubbing his prickhead lovingly while staring with fascination at Donna's bouncing, jiggling ass-cheeks. "UMMMMM!"
The steel cock was becoming very warm with the heat of her flowing juices. The more excited she became, the more enthusiastically she worked her mouth over Jack's cock, tilting her body slightly forward and slipping her cunt up and down so that her clit was always in continual contact with the slick, warm surface of the dildo.
"Go for it, bitch. Come on, fuck yourself-fuck yourself like it was me rammin' my dick into you."
Jack was going crazy, letting his body fall back, then catching himself at the last second and pitching forward. He groaned, then shouted, telling her to suck harder and pressing his fingers against her skull to encourage her.
"MMMMMGHHH!"
Donna felt hot, fiery flashes up and down her pussy walls. Her thighs alternately chilled and burned as juices flowed faster and harder from her pussy hole. Her ass-cheeks were wet with it while her mouth made wet, sucking noises against his pistoning cock. Oh, how mushy, hot and swollen her pussymeat was as it let itself be speared by that hammering steely cock.
"Go for it, baby-go for it!" Jack panted, holding onto the stocks now and rapidly pistoning his hips. He could feel his cum boiling up from his balls, packing down into his cock, getting ready to splash out and fill the girl's mouth. That hot, itchy sensation was becoming an unbearable ache in his cockhead.
Donna kept up her steady rising and falling on the dildo. She closed her eyes and thought about a cock. Yes, it was a cock, a man's cock doing this to her. She wasn't doing anything strange. A man was fucking her, tickling her clit with his prick. Her pussy made sexy, slurping sounds as it rode shamelessly up and down on that thing.
"AHHHHHHH!"
It was Jack. He was cumming. He held onto her head and the stocks as the first wad burned its way through his cum-tube and finally shot into her sucking mouth. It was only the first of many more to follow.