Chapter 9
Emily looked from the burning lighter to Jack's face. His eyes glittered. Moving the flame toward her asscheeks, he let the tip touch her flesh, then moved it along the line of one tendon.
The blonde teen strained to be silent. She didn't want them to have the satisfaction of knowing what agony she suffered. But soon the line of pain moved closer to her cunt. They were going to burn her up, destroy her pussy. The terror surpassed pain. Emily heard a whispering crackle as the first few curly hairs on her outer labes singed. The girl trembled, working her fingers against the tops of her feet, straining against her bonds. Emily tried moving away from the flame, but the ropes restrained her. She prayed she could somehow numb the nerve endings now aroused around her cunt and asshole as the intensity of the flame centered in the middle of her pussy.
"AHHHH!"
Emily let out a long moan. The pain was horrible and grew worse with every passing second. It felt like a hundred blazing coals thrown down the center of her snatch. With a tearing pain in her throat, the young blonde teen felt a rush of air blow out from her lungs. She screamed, tears oozing from her eyes as the flesh tightened under the flickering flame. She jerked her body around, feeling the tears seeping into her nose and mouth.
"STOP IT!" Emily shrieked, digging her fingernails into her ankles. It was awful! She couldn't stand much more of the pain. And still it grew worse.
"Man, baby, I thought you'd be gettin' into it," Jack said, moving the fire from side to side, from cheek to cheek. He laughed, watching her assflesh quiver whenever the fire inched toward her skin. The big marine pulled the flame back a bit, watching her muscles relax. Emily sighed, feeling her body go somewhat limp. Swallowing hard, the girt waited for their next move.
"Let's try it .... there!"
Emily felt an intense cold sensation, quickly followed by numbness and then searing pain. The girl screamed out again, pulling her arms so hard she nearly popped them from their sockets.
"AIYEEEARRGHH!"
Her eyes bugged out while every muscle in her body tensed and twitched. She jerked forward, her fingers fanned out along her ankles, her toes digging into the ground while her head lolled from side to side. The blonde teen pitched forward, the board scraping and chafing her legs. Jack had touched the flame and kept it licking at the skin just above her cunt. Emily couldn't stand it. She moved like a duck in that grotesque position, choking, sobbing, coughing, trying to waddle away from the pain.
"SLUT!" Jack flicked the lighter closed and shoved it back into his pants pocket. "But she's one hell of a fuck," he added, watching the girl stop her waddling. The teen's knees buckled. Only at the last moment did Emily stiffen them, keeping from falling onto the ground. She knew they'd be on her in an instant, kicking her in the ribs, face and belly, yanking her back to her feet.
"Oh, no, good God, let me go!"
Emily pulled desperately at the ropes which were twisted around her hands and ankles. But lack and Bob were experts at what they'd done.
"Hey, maybe the fire didn't warm up her ass enough," Bob said, reaching down and unhooking his belt. Jack smiled and nodded, watching as his buddy pulled the black leather belt from his pant loops, holding it at the buckled end. Emily heard their voices and shook her head, peering between her spread legs. She saw the young man jerking his belt, doubling it and smacking it hard across the palm of his hand. She shook with more fear. Hadn't they had enough, torturing her with the fire? Now were they going to beat her?
"Ohhh, please ..."
Bob licked his lips, staring at the girl's taut little ass. Slowly he rubbed the belt back and forth over her ass, his smile increasing when he saw her flesh pucker into goosepimples. He watched her shiver when he moved the belt along first one buttock, then the other, lingering for a moment in the tight little crack separating the two globes. It was strange. It was as if he were making some weird kind of love to her with the belt.
"Yeah, you're gonna dig this."
He gave her a light smack with the doubled end of the belt, watching her skin shiver at the touch. It was a kind of love tap leaving no mark. Emily let out a shivering sigh and held her breath, sure more was to follow.
"Feel bitchin'?"
Emily felt her cunt-lips fluttering with excitement. No, she couldn't tell them how she felt couldn't tell them she wished they'd punish her with that belt, burn her ass with the leather, singe her pussy-hairs with the flame. Punished! How that thought raced through her mind now. How it excited her.
Bob's breathing grew more labored as he started smacking the girl's ass more intensely. There were no more light touches against her ass. Violence was starting to creep into the blows.
"STOP! OH, GOD, YOU'RE HURTING ME!"
"Yeah?" Bob gasped, his right arm stiffening as he let the belt unfold to a whip's length. He stood back and jerked his right arm high above his head, snapping the leather in the air. The hard, popping sound made the girl's heart contract. The belt whistled through the air, making a broad arc, then crashed down on her reddened buttocks.
"AHHHHHHH!"
Emily fell forward, this time completely losing her balance and tumbling head-first into the dirt. Her elbows and shoulders ached from the fall while her head spun around madly. The blonde teen groaned, trying to draw her arms and knees up to relieve the pressure. Bob followed her, smacking the belt again and again against her chest, shoulders and ass.
"NIIIIIIHH!"
The belt smacked over the burned areas, creating a pain Emily thought was reserved for those in hell. She screamed again, her piercing cries growing even more shrill as the belt snapped over all parts of her body. The young woman tried to protect her face from the stinging blows. A small trickle of blood started to ooze from just below her ribs.
"Okay, okay, take it easy," Jack said, laying a restraining hand on his friend.
"Just a little-more, man, just a little more." Bob panted, shaking off his friend's hand.
"Hey, she's gonna be nothin' but a piece of meat if you keep doing that. We got other shit gem' down for her. You don't wanna spoil it, do you?"
Bob hesitated, the belt hanging from his hand. He studied the sobbing blonde, snapping the belt twice in the air, watching her jerk at the sharp sound.
"Naw, no," he said, closing his eyes and shivering all over. He brought himself under control just as Frank stepped from the building.
"You sure warmed up her ass, he said, standing with his pot belly shaking while he laughed at the girl. "Wanna see somethin' great? Better 'n that flame trick I knew you was usin'," he said, pulling out a long hunting knife from a brown leather holster strapped to his belt. Emily saw him coming at her with the knife and she began screaming. Oh, were they going to carve her up now?
"NOOOOO!"
"Christ! Somebody's gonna hear her," Jack said; nervous for the first time. "Put that fuckin' knife away and let's get 'er inside."
Frank, Jack and Bob moved quickly, hauling the screeching girl to the door-of the deserted barracks. The long board still tied to her hands and feet made it impossible to drag her inside.
"UGH!" Emily cried as her head struck the doorjamb several times.
"C'mon, let's untie her."
Emily stopped screaming when she felt the bonds loosening around her wrists and ankles. The board was kicked away. Jack pulled the ropes from her hands and feet, gripping her shoulders and straightening her as she swayed from side to side.
"Inside."
Emily rubbed her injured wrists against her belly. What now? They'd violated nearly every part of her body. Were they going to kill her inside, make snuff pictures and sell them to porno shops? She wouldn't have put it past these men to make a profit from her agony.
"C'mon babe. You enjoyed the fuck outta what he did to you before. Now you're coming in here for him to finish you off "
Emily wondered what Jack was talking about as she stepped into the warmer building. She walked several steps, then stopped abruptly when she saw the large German shepherd standing by a cot.
"OH, NO!"
From behind her Emily heard muttering, then felt a hand shove hard between her shoulders. She stumbled over her own feet, falling finally across an old, rusty, metal framed cot. She sprawled out tumbling onto the mattress, rolling over and failing with a loud thud on the other side of the cot.
"Ohhhhh!" she moaned, holding her head. When would this end? Then she heard the soft tapping sound of an animal's toenails against the tiled floor. He was coming for her! She felt a flash of terror. The girl scrambled up, climbing onto the cot, holding on to the bars of the frame while the German shepherd jumped onto the front of the mattress and stared at her.
"See, babe, he's ready for you."
Emily's frightened eyes widened even more when she looked from the men back down to the animal. His long red prong was slithering out of its furry sheath. The pointed end was clearly visible to her now. A droplet of cum shivered at the tip. The girl wrinkled up her forehead, pushing her feet and ass against the cot and crawled away from him. Yes, she now knew what they had planned for her ... being fucked by a dog. No, no, they'd have to knock her out for that one.
"C'mon, boy, fuck 'er good!"
But the animal suddenly seemed to lose interest in Emily. He still sat upright at the far end of the cot looking at her, then twisted around and stared at his masters. His mind seemed to be elsewhere. Frank muttered something about forgetting to have fed him, then walked toward one of the tall battered lockers. He opened one and rattled around, then pulled his hand out. In it was a can of dog food.
"Don't ... touch me with that," Emily said, guessing what was on his mind.
Frank only smiled, putting down the can and reaching for his hunting knife. She felt her heart quickening as the fat marine shoved his knife down into the top of the can, repeating that action several times until the blade had torn enough of the metal away for him to get at the meat.
The German shepherd pricked up his ears when he caught the scent of that dog food.
"This'll get 'im back to you, honey. Best way to a man's heart's through his belly, eh?" he said, laughing as he walked up to the frightened girl, tilting the can and scooping out a glob of the red mess with his knife.
"Ohhhhh!"
Emily closed her eyes when she felt the dog food slapping against her cunt-lips. Frank dug out more of the wet horsemeat, smearing it on her thighs and pussy until half the can was emptied.
"Now he'll go for it. Ain't no animal's gonna turn away from food when he's hungry."
Emily felt the bunk move. The dog was inching toward her, his nose quivering as he sniffed more and more intensely. His head stretched toward her stained cunt. He stopped for a second, his eyes moving from the girl to Frank, then back to the girl. His body tensed while his bushy tail wagged from side to side. Then suddenly he lurched forward, drool dripping from his tongue onto her belly.
The blonde teen screamed, her face a mask of revulsion. It turned a deeper red while she screamed against the men and animal. It was awful. The stench from her cunt made her belly turn over while the terror of what that animal might try with her made her faint.
"Ohhhh!"
The German shepherd shoved forward farther, burying his maw in the thicket of her blonde pussy. He twisted his head, licking at her twat-hairs. She heard him growling, felt his tongue scraping around inside her, felt his fangs brush against her snatch. Then the animal placed his paws on her thighs, his sharp toenails scratching her flesh. Ohhh, Emily felt completely in the dog's power. A flash of terror shot through her cunt.
"Go on, baby, relax, enjoy it. Enjoy it like you did the last time."
Emily shook her head. Ohh, why was this happening to her? Why was she slipping, letting the dog make her feel this way? But yes, they were right. It was happening and she was enjoying it. Try as she might, Emily couldn't muster up the will to fight back. Instead, she felt herself falling under the German shepherd's power.
The blonde teen opened to the animal, spreading her legs to him, closing her mind and ears to the taunts of the men while she concentrated on the big dog. Slowly, the young blonde inched down from the top of the cot, spreading her legs apart until her ankles draped over the edges of the mattress. She was actually guiding him up toward her belly while rewarding him with scratches behind the ears. Yes, it was sooooo wonderful. And when he washed that rough tongue over her nipples, making her tits roll up then fall back down and rub against one another ... ohhhhh, how she loved it!
"Yes, yes," Emily cried, closing her eyes and shaking all over. She was breathless with the big animal's sexual frenzy. His coat prickled her flesh. Hooking one leg around him, she petted his back with her toes, bumping his tail with her feet. She was letting it happen ... oh, yes, there was no escaping this fact. She encouraged the animal, holding him as if he were Tad. But oh, what a difference! Tad had betrayed her, been responsible for all this happening to her and her family. No, he was worse than a dog. This animal didn't know right from wrong. All he thought about was eating and licking that pussy in front of him.
"Ohhhhhhh!"
She rolled onto her belly as the big dog bobbed his head around, shoving it between her legs, lapping at the few tufts of hairs poking around her pussy. He was over her now, his forepaws on either side of her narrow shoulders while his hind legs stretched on either side of her asscheeks. The men watched with eagerness as the animal's prick slithered more and more from its sheath. It bounced and jerked against his belly ... long, knobby, red and hard.
Emily let out a long, shivering moan and widened the space between her knees. She raised her ass, wagging it back and forth for the dog. The animal growled, backed away, and stared at the asscheeks moving in front of him.
"Wag it, bitch."
The dog was licking down her back, wetting down the bumps of her spine, then going lower and lower until he pushed between her butt-crack. Hot spit dribbled down over her thick blonde cuntal curls. It was something the girl had never felt before ... this hot wetness all over, soaking down her back, her ass, her pussy! It was like taking an erotic bath.
She arched her back, snapped her head back, bit down as hard as she could on both lips while feeling the ache between her thighs increase tremendously. Emily was panting as heavily as the dog, swaying drunkenly. She wobbled there on her elbows, gasping in lungfuls of air when she could, holding her breath when the dog's tongue brushed a particularly sensitive spot. He was now working on her legs. Ohhhh, how good it felt to be lapped. After everything Jack and his friend had put her through, that warm, tingling, washing sensation was heaven. No need to think about why it was happening, who was encouraging it, or what would happen when it was all over. No, that would all come later. Now the young woman had only to think about her cunt ... her aching, hot little cunt and what the German shepherd was doing to soothe it.
"Aaaaaaaaaa ... oh! Ohhhh!"
Emily rolled onto her back again, legs spread for his muzzle. The animal shoved into her cuntal mouth, moving his black snout from side to side, panting in the soaked flesh. The girl kicked one leg out as the tense thrills increased.
"GOD! GOD!"
Emily couldn't stop herself from coming. She was getting ready to pop off again ... cum in front of them, under the animal's licking tongue. They'd laugh at her. She was the Commanding Officer's daughter ... and she'd sunk this low! Emily shook her head, driving out those guilty thoughts. Once again she thought only about her pussy, about the dog's lapping tongue, about the way he was concentrating on the upper part of her cunt, swirling that wonderful tongue around and around her little clit.
The German shepherd growled that smothered sound of lust once more. When she peered down again at the dog's belly, Emily saw the dark red spear of his cock. Oh, it was all the way out-for her!
"OHHHH!"
Emily wondered what it would feel like having that prong shoved in her cunt. Then she shuddered, driving another thought from her mind. No, she couldn't imagine herself crouched in front of that animal, him draped over her, his dick drilling into her furry pussy.
"C'mon baby, he wants to fuck you," Frank said.
Emily stared heavy-lidded at him, the words slowly registering in her mind.
"No, no!" she said as firmly as she could.
"You ain't got no choice. You ... "
"AHHHHHHHHHHIYEE!"
Emily babbled with excitement. His tongue had rubbed her wet pussy-meat to the coming point. Her clit shivered, then sputtered with lust. He was forcing her to hunch back at him. Yes, yes, wonderful, wonderful! She was coming in the dog's mouth, feeling her pussy-muscles pulling tight around the shepherd's maw.
Ohhhhh, what a bitch she was!