Chapter 7
"Suck it, bitch-suck it good!"
Brad was pumping his cock in and out of Trina's mouth, holding her by the hair and tearing out swatches of her blonde strands while slamming his groin against her face.
"Man, move that tongue around it...ughhhh, ah...ahhhh, like that!"
The big man was moving his thighs from side to side. Donna could see the tip of his cock push out her cousin's cheeks at times. Trina hung in that awkward position all the while, her body swaying from side to side from the force of his thrusts.
"Go for it, man. All of the rest of us got head from these fuckin' whores," Ron said.
Brad smiled, then groaned, his fingers playing over the sides of Trina's skull. His face drained of blood while his balls rose to his cockroot and started spasming. The big man trembled, then threw his head back and let out a long, low moan. He was cumming, shooting his wad into Trina's sucking mouth. Donna watched in fascination, feeling a small flash of delight sputter at the tip of her clit. She saw her cousin's spittle mixed with Brad's cum ooze from the corners of her mouth and dribble down her chin. Oh, Donna wondered, had she looked like that, half-dazed with confusion and sexuality, when she blew Jack?
Brad moved back, letting go of her hair and stuffing his cock back into his pants temporarily. Trina's head bent down as far as it would go. She gasped for air, choking on the remaining cum still wadded up in her mouth.
"Ever seen a dildo?" Jack asked.
Both young women stiffened, wondering who he was talking to. Donna sighed with some relief when she saw him passing her by and walking up to her cousin.
"It's not the usual kind," Jack said, turning the odd-looking thing in front of her. "See that fuckin' ball? When I squeeze it look what happens."
Trina focused her eyes on the plastic cock, her heart stopping as she saw tiny bumps appear. She'd heard about these things, cocks you could pick up in adult book stores in Hollywood and Century City, near where she lived. But as daring as she was, the girl just couldn't bring herself to stop into one of those shops. Besides, she wasn't twenty-one. They'd laugh at her and tell her to go fuck her boyfriend or something.
"And if I fill this thing with water you'll be swimmin', " Jack said, turning the plastic cock around and around in his hands.
"No, NO!"
Trina struggled in her strange bonds, her eyes widening as she caught the drift of what Jack was talking about.
"Hey, how about some ammo for this little number," Jack said, turning around and nodding to Ron. His buddy smirked, walked to the refrigerator and pulled out a dirty plastic container filled with ice water!
"Oh, Trina..." Donna sighed, watching them fill the bulb with the liquid.
"Where do you guys get off? Where'd you get all this? Please, just let it go!" Trina wailed, coming to her senses.
"Hey, baby, we been doin' this for a long time. Bet you didn't think there were folks around like us, didja?" Ron said, almost giggling as he sat down on an overturned crate and prepared to watch.
"Yeah, we been doin' this to cunts like you for a long time. Some dig it, some don't. You're one of the hottest we ever had...you and your fuckin' cousin over there," Brad said.
Trina jerked her head around, looking with genuine surprise at Donna. But she would have to think about that last comment later. Right now she had more important things at hand.
"OHHHH!"
Without any warning, Jack had reached around her thighs and shoved the dildo into her pussy. The rubber hose attaching it to the bulb rested on the table. Trina gasped, her mouth opening and a low wail coming out. She jerked, her body bouncing and swinging on the ropes. The blonde teen's eyes were wide as she worked her hips, feeling her pussywalls stretching, trying to accommodate the first five inches of the twelve-inch plastic prick.
"Now we have the fun part. You're gonna dig this, baby."
Jack was toying with the bulb, watching the girl's obvious confusion and fear. He enjoyed this, enjoyed it as he'd enjoyed all the other times. He thrilled to the idea of hurting women. He never sat down and tried to figure out why. But watching their helpless bodies twisting on the ropes, watching their cunts pierced by cocks, dildos and other instruments of torture that first made them uncomfortable, then brought them an unholy orgasm of wild lust, made his heart pound with unspeakable pleasure. Yes, yes-he'd make these two women follow him like slaves just as he'd made all the others. Tonight she'd lie at home wishing she could feel his hands pawing her and all the instruments he had and would torture her with. And then he'd find her hanging around the schoolyard as she'd done earlier, looking for him, panting for him.
Trina swallowed hard, feeling her pussy accommodating the cock a little better. Jack shoved in a little more, watching her face tighten and turn white. Soon nearly all twelve inches of the bulbous dildo were shoved into her tight little pussy. The girl was being all but torn apart as that latex thing stretched her beyond belief. The ropes were cutting into her wrists and ankles more and more as she struggled frantically.
"It's...awful. Take it out! Take...it...OUT!" Trina cried.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. But did she really want him to remove that horrible thing from her pussy? Wasn't it true that her cunt muscles were tightening, milking against that artificial cock? She could feel the weight of it increase and decrease at times as it jerked and rotated, all movement due to her flexing, working muscles. Yes, she was trying to draw it in, actually trying to make the thing work in and out of her! The blonde cried out again, this time against herself. Oh, she'd thought she was so smart when she chased after these men. And now here she was, suspended like some bizarre puppet with that plastic prick slipping in and out of her hole. Could Donna see? Did Jack see? Of course. She could hear the men commenting about how hot her pussy was. And it was steaming! Juice rolled down from her hole, slicking down the sides of the latex prick, treating it as if it were a man's cock making love to her!
"Good. We're gonna start. She's good and primed now," he said.
"EEEHHHGHHH!"
Trina started screaming as she felt the frigid water start seeping into her heated pussy. The icy fluid splashed around inside her, washing her down, making her twist and writhe in agony. It was such an odd feeling-that cold water sprinkling against her overheated cunt walls. And when her pussy tried to contract, the thickness of the dildo prevented such a tightening. As a result, they stretched even more in their attempts to tighten. Agony shot through the girl. She kept her mouth open, tugging at the ropes desperately, screaming again and again.
"Yeah, yeah," Jack muttered, sweat beaded up on his forehead.
He stared with delight at the way the girl jerked and twitched, frenetically trying to get away as the cold water flooded into her. Some of it was leaking out now, splashing on the table top, then running off and trickling down the center drain. Trina squeezed her ass muscles together, tried working the plastic cock out of her pussy. But it was wedged in there, the bumps on its slick sides keeping the fixture entrenched tightly. Oh, oh, it was awful-terrible-feeling her pussy ice up like that!
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
"Gonna see if I can fuck her like this," Jack said, unzipping his pants and pulling out his prick again.
Donna stared at him in amazement. How many times could this man cum? He'd been torturing them and fucking them for the past few hours and still he had energy to keep it up. Most men, she was sure, would be sore and exhausted. But Jack, Ron and Brad kept going, making their victims twist and groan under their continual sexual attacks.
"Yeah, this is gonna feel real nice. Gonna split you open in two ways," he said. During the past few minutes Jack had fished out another toy, an odd-looking screwing clamp. When he turned it, two flat, shoe-like devices slowly pushed out. Carefully climbing onto the table, he handed the plastic bulb to Ron, telling him to squeeze it until all the water was gone. Then Brad was to refill the device. They were to keep it going while he fucked the girl in the ass.
"No, NOOOO!"
Trina cried out like a mad woman. Fucked in the ass! What were they talking about? Faggots did that sort of thing, but they were used to it! Women weren't supposed to get fucked that way! She tugged at the ropes again, her strength quickly evaporating as another blast of cold water went an icy chill rippling down her spine.
"Now, that's right," Jack muttered, inserting the screw-like object into her ass-hole. He began twisting a central movable cylinder, watching as the two tiny flat shoes began pushing out from one another and spreading apart her shitter lips.
Trina gasped, her eyes bugging out. She stared blankly at the opposite wall, a strangled cry coming from her parted lips. He was stretching her apart with that thing. Then she felt him settling down between her legs, pushing them apart while holding her calves with both hands. He had stretched her ass-hole so much with that thing that Trina felt a I continual achy cramp assailing her thighs and buttocks.
"Nice ass...real nice," he murmured, lowering his face and sticking out his tongue.
Trina let out another cry as she felt something warm and wet trailing over her ass-hole. He was eating her out, rimming her shitter then stiffening his tongue and worming it into her bowels. It was so odd, so degrading, and yet so deliciously wonderful. She had never felt anything like that before in her life. A comforting warmth spread all over her belly, flushing out to her clit. She wriggled on the ropes, groaning as his eating became more frenzied. She felt his fingers tightening around her calves while his moustache and beard tickled the sensitive area immediately around her ass-hole.
"Give 'er more ice," Jack muttered, putting his lips around her shitter and sucking hard.
With that, Trina felt another shot of ice water flush up her cunt, freezing the cunt walls that had begun to warm. The girl shouted, her arms and legs twitching while her big tits jiggled. More water splashed to the table top, leaking to the floor and gurgling down the drain. Brad poured more of the icy liquid into the bulb and stepped back, his buddy squeezing and squeezing, sending water cascading like a fountain into her cunthole.
Meanwhile, Jack was growing more heated on her ass. He was biting her ass-cheeks, slicking them down with his tongue afterward until they glistened with his spit. Then he moved back to her stretched ass-hole, flicking his tongue around the screw holding her shitter widely apart, wetting down the slick membranes of her shit-chute until the chill from the air made her flesh pucker up with goose pimples.
"UnnghhhOOHHHHH!"
Jack pulled back, curling one finger around the screw and yanking it out. Trina screamed, feeling like he'd pulled out her assguts. The water kept splashing into her hole. But now the girl was concerned with something else. Fucking-fucking in the ass! He'd said he was going to do it! Trina shivered, wondering how she was going to survive this latest ordeal.
"This is gonna be somethin'...fuckin'her like this," Jack said, spitting on his palms and wetting down his cockhead.
Trina begged him not to hurt her, not to drive his cock into her ass-hole. Of course he ignored it, quietly pleased with her pleas and terror. He pushed forward, pressing the outsides of his knees against the insides of her thighs, holding his cock with one hand while spreading her ass-cheeks apart with the other. His balls ached, screwing up hard against his fat, hairy prickroot.
Trina waited expectantly, her breathing becoming short and shallow, her chest tightening so hard it hurt! The girl's body swayed, the thighs being an inch or so above the table top. Jack leaned forward, biting the back of her neck while pushing his cockhead against her ass-hole lips.
"UGHHHH!"
Trina jerked, her body trembling as it felt his cock pressing harder and harder against her ass-hole. The girl let out another moan, feeling the cockhead slipping up and down-pressing in, then backing away, only to press in again. Trina's heart pounded. Her thighs tensed, her nipples grew hard, her pussy steamed in spite of the cold water still being injected into it.
"Yeah, yeah," Jack whispered, staring at those smooth, round ass globes glistening with his spit. He was panting with lust, feeling the cum rising from his balls to that thick tube running down the center of his fat cock. The blue veins ribbing the sides of his cock pulsed with excitement. He had to fuck her, fuck her now before he shot all over her ass-cheeks.
"NOOOOO!"
He leaned forward, his fingers still curled around his prick for guidance. With his other hand he spread her shitter.
Trina thought she was going to die. It was like taking a shit in reverse. Her belly turned over while bile rose like acid in her throat. She was taking it-actually taking it up the ass! Her wrists and ankles were starting to bleed a little now from the rough half-inch line rubbing against her flesh. Oh, how her back ached from the bowed position they were keeping her in. And now this fucking made it worse!
Jack puffed behind her. Trina felt him move his knees up a little farther, holding her suspended body by the bones of her pelvis. This was a true flying fuck. She cried out, the pain becoming excruciating in her shoulders and legs. She didn't know how she could support two bodies with her weak limbs!
"AIYEEEEEEEE!"
With a sudden piercing pain Trina felt the head of his cock slip in. She yelled and shrieked again, feeling the blunt cockhead stretching her ass-hole, making the gray-pink wrinkled flesh smooth with tension and pucker in while Jack panted and gasped behind her.
"Take it, little bitch! Take it like you take everything else!" he shouted.
Ron squeezed the bulb again and again, filling her hole continually with ice water.
"NOOOOO!"
Trina jerked her head from side to side. The pain, the tearing pain in her ass was only matched by the freezing cold against her cunt walls. They would stop for a while, letting her pussy warm up as before, then shoot another spray of ice into her. The sudden shock made her cunt walls clamp down on the dildo, milking it against her clit. Oh, what a strange combination of sensations this was!
"Oh help me, help! Somebody help...Donna, help me..."
Donna hung there, watching her cousin douched cruelly while being fucked in the ass. She could sympathize, but what could she possibly do? She was still on that board, suspended by the wrists as she watched Trina's torture. And the girl knew that although she was spared now, they would return to her shortly after Trina's ordeal.