Chapter 8
The fire moved back and forth, first touching her cuntal hairs, then flickering back until it was brushing over her ass-hole. It was more than Ellen could stand. She screamed like a wild woman through the spit-soaked cloth, thrashing against the ropes and nearly toppling off the table. She bounced her ass high in the air, trying to keep it away from that painful, stinging flame. But Matt followed, laughing as her hairs blackened and curled up until they were cinders.
It was like having a huge, hot, sucking mouth on her pussy. Ellen sobbed and shouted, yammering while the fire lapped and singed her cuntal hairs. It was when the flame touched her clit the woman saw stars explode behind her eyes. A shock of pleasure/pain exploded through her veins, nearly knocking her out. The woman arched her spine even more, her body a trembling bridge straining wildly against the ropes. Heavy red creases appeared on her wrists and ankles as Ellen fought for her life. "Unnnnnfffff!"
And then it was gone. The fire had been pulled from her cunt and ass-hole. Ellen fell back down onto the table, letting out a moan of relief and turning her head to one side. She watched Matt turning out the Coleman lantern, putting it carefully back on a shelf and turning to the boy named Al.
"You wanna fuck 'er now? I know you were in her before. Figured as much. This is the best time. Besides, look at her," Matt said softly, nodding in her direction. "She's so Goddamned hot she's gonna cum! Fuck the shit outta her! Get your balls off."
Al wasted no time. Reaching around, he pulled the rag from her mouth. A scream exploded from Ellen's throat as she stared with hatred at the boy.
"Fuckin' pig! You're gonna fuck back, baby, or I'm gonna knock your head into the wood."
"I'm not a pig!" she shouted.
"Oh yes you are, baby. You're a fuckin' bitch pig when you rut out like this."
He climbed onto the table, twisting and corkscrewing his finger into her cunt as if he were going to disembowel her. When he touched her clit, Ellen thought the stars were going to explode again. Matt had been right. She was hot, excited, about to cum. Al kneeled there, his cock sticking straight out from his groin now. He screwed that finger back in her pussy once more, smiling when he felt her cuntmuscles contract and milk at the fucking digit.
"Ohhhh!"
"Man, she's so Goddamned hot she's gonna burn my finger more than that fuckin' lantern."
Al dropped down, his fingers gripping and bruising her hips. He dug his fingers into the flesh of her upper thighs, driving the head of his cock into her cunt.
"No, no!"
Ellen shouted more for herself than for anything Al was doing to her. They had already seen her at her worst-had already seen her as a rutting animal. She sighed as she felt his prickhead going down, down into her cunthole, spreading apart those itchy walls and filling her with that hot hard meat.
Undulating her thighs Ellen encouraged the boy, bucking back, then tensing her thighs and jerking her ass up. There were times when she felt her ass sinking back into that awful hole. Restraining herself, the woman tightened her butt, surging back up.
"Uh! Uhhhhh! Ohhhhh!"
Ellen couldn't disguise her own lust. The pain of this brutal assault made each cuntal nerve vibrate and choked her breath. She let out another groan as the big prick rummaged through her cunt, forcing more and more juice to froth out. She moved sensually, matching the rhythm of his fucking attack with one of her own.
Now the cutting sensations of the ropes against her wrists and ankles only added to the delight of being fucked by this animal. She threw her head back, feeling every muscle in her body grow taut. She wiggled her hips as much as she could, the prick plunging ahead while her ass was raked by the boy's grasping fingers.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
She liked that sensation of being their fucking machine. She would Come down to their level and crawl with them through the moral slime. She thought of this and felt more fires of lust lapping like tongues at her outer pussy-labia. Al reached down, tugging at the rings holding her cunthole open. That sensation hurt too-hurt in a wonderful way. Ellen loved everything they were doing to her, everything they would ever do to her.
"Fuckin' A, man! This bitch's rockin' out on me!"
"Ride her, Al," Jerry said, smacking his lips and watching while jerking off. "Fuck the shit outta her! Then it's gonna be my turn."
"Yeah, slut, yeah, go for it! Come on, baby, ride it on out."
Her clit seemed to snap in half against the beating cockshaft. The prick was very swollen and just when Ellen thought the tiny thing would burst her climax erupted, the force of it sending a wild myriad of electrical signals rushing through her cunt and ass-hole.
Ellen let out a hoarse, guttural growl, biting her lip to keep from screaming too loudly. Yelping and throwing back her head, she felt herself retching from the overwhelming force of her climax.
Then Ellen felt the cum spurting from his cock, oozing out of her filled pussy and wetting down her thighs. How she loved it-the power of his climax matching the overwhelming shock of her own orgasm!
Ellen struggled upward again, her fingers clutching at the thin air, her knees trembling. Then she fell back, her ass sagging through the hole while the hot, stinging spasms ebbed. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, concentrating on the delicious feeling still sweeping over her.
Al pushed himself up, grunting something while starting to pull his softening cock from her pussy. Ellen tried clenching her cuntal muscles, wanting that thing to stay inside her as long as possible.
"Man, she's tryin' to gobble up my cock!" Al said, grinning from ear to ear.
"She's always like that," Matt said, chuckling at the boy's enthusiasm.
"Yeah, she'd do the same thing to me if I fucked her," Jerry said a little sullenly.
"You'll get your chance. Right now we're gonna have some more fun with the slut. Come on, Al, let's get 'er ready."
Ellen lay flat on the bench, gulping in air.
Cum oozed from her pussy like lava from a volcano. Al had been brutal-and she had loved it. Now she could hear the three men scurrying about the basement, getting her ready for yet another horror.
She rolled her head to the left and saw Matt standing to one side of the bench. He had something in his right hand. They looked like three long, slim cylinders and sprouting from the ends were what appeared to be wicks. Ellen blinked, narrowing her eyes and trying to focus them on the small objects.
"Oh, firecrackers!"
She wriggled on the bench, her shoulders aching from the prone position she was in. Ellen felt her flesh starting to come alive again. The warm, comforting glow that had begun to wash over her skin was gone. Now there was a tense fear gripping her as Matt rolled the firecrackers from side to side in his right hand. She trembled, shrinking inside herself as he approached.
"Al's fuckin' probably cooled you off for a while so I gotta do somethin' to get you back into the heat range. These little mothers should do it," Matt said, showing them up close to the woman.
Ellen drew her head back, her nostrils flaring with fear. She beat the bench with her fists as Matt started moving his hand toward her cunt. They would rip her cunt apart and she would be crippled for life!
"No, no!" she bawled.
"Oh yeah, baby. It's gonna feel real good havin' these things go off in you. Bet you haven't felt somethin' this hot ever-not even when the kid's cock was sawin' through your Goddamned cunt!"
"No!"
Laughing softly Matt shoved one firecracker in her clenched pussy. The rough entry made her wince, her cheeks trembling with mounting terror. He moved it up, slipping the small cylinder through the crack until it was within an inch of her clit. Ellen could feel her cuntal muscles working with that little thing slipping in and out of her pussy. Matt slipped a second firecracker into her cunt, moving it down until it was touching the bottom junction of her cunt lips.
"Havin' your jizz in there sure makes it easy slippin' these mothers in her. She's so greased up down there, hell, I could stick a baseball bat in and the bitch wouldn't mind!"
"No, oh God, don't! Oh, you'll tear me apart! No!"
Ellen was screaming loudly now, the veins sticking out from her neck. Bending down, he slipped a third firecracker in her ass-hole, twisting it in tightly. Ellen ground her teeth together, wincing again as she smelled the acrid aroma of a burning match. Matt was lighting the ass-hole firecracker first, straightening quickly and igniting the long white fuses of the cylinders in her pussy.
"Now, we watch. She's gonna come around, you just can bet on that. Once those mothers go off," Matt said, folding his arms across his bare chest, "she's gonna be so fuckin' hot and willin' to do anything we could get her to fuck an elephant at the zoo!"
"No, oh God!"
Ellen felt the dreadful sparks showering onto her thighs and ass. She could smell the burning wick, the odor of her own fear and perspiration thick as sweat broke out all over her body. She wriggled, working her cuntal muscles and trying anything to get those dreadful cylinders out of her pussy. But the sparking fire continued, burning down toward the white-packed gunpowder. In the end Ellen simply waited for the inevitable explosion she knew would rip her cunt and ass apart. "Uhhhhhh!"
She could feel the heat spreading across her lower ass slope as the fire got closer. The sparking flames up topside were singeing the tender areas around her cunt. She cringed and struggled against the steadily burning horror while the boys and Matt stood near-by, smirking at her terror.
"Uhhhhhh ... oh please put them out! Oh, I'll do anything but please put them out!"
Ellen tensed and prayed, quivering as the heat began penetrating her cunt and ass. She knew it would happen in a moment as the hissing and crackling got louder and louder. Then there was a second of silence, a moment of hesitation when it appeared the wicks might sputter out. Ellen smiled and began to relax, grateful that God had heard her prayers. But then the powder ignited with an ear-splitting din.
"Eaghhghghghghghh!"
The ass-hole was first and Ellen felt as if her ass were being blown apart as hot sparks showered into her bowels. Ellen jerked her arms and legs violently against the ropes, thinking she would tear her limbs apart rather than remain trapped on the rough surface of that workbench. The fires of hell burned through her, bloating her up and forcing her body to arch high above the table top.
"Yaghghhghghhhhhh!"
Ellen would have fainted if the twin firecrackers in her cunt hadn't gone off shortly after her ass had caught fire! The force of that explosion forced her back down onto the workbench, flattening her clit and singeing the rounded tip. She felt that thousands of tiny sharp teeth were ripping at her pussy, biting into the lining and blowing her thighs apart.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
There was the awful smell of burning flesh and the stench of singed cuntal hair. Letting out a sharp cry Ellen fell unconscious to the table top, her body wracked by the stinging blows of the firecrackers.
"Get some water and throw it over her. I don't want this bitch out till I give the word," Matt ordered, nodding in Al's direction.
The boy scooped up a gray metal bucket, trundling it over to a double sink and filling it with icy water. Ellen was starting to come around by the time he threw the freezing liquid onto her.
"Yaghghhghhh!" she screamed, snapped back into consciousness by the splash of the water.
She shook her head violently, spitting out the water that had threatened to drown her. Ellen cringed as Matt pulled the spent firecrackers from her pussy and examined the damage. There was little, he announced, motioning to Jerry to bring over a machine.
"No more! I can't take any more," she muttered, feeling her body sink into defeat.
"You came over here for a hot time, bitch, and that's what you're gonna get. Don't want to send you away disappointed."
"Oh God, what's ... what's that?" .
Ellen stiffened, trying to close her legs protectively as she saw the young man wheeling over a small gray metal box.
"That," Matt announced, "is another of your new lovers. You're gonna have a lot of them before this night's through."
Ellen watched silently as Jerry wheeled the box up to the right side of the bench. Wires dangled from the back, wires that she knew would lead to her pussy. She worked her ass against the edges of the hole, watching as Matt unraveled the black leads and checked the clamps.
"Yeah, they still work. Ain't used this mother for a long time. Never thought I'd find a cunt like you, baby. Most broads I bring down here barely get up to the firecrackers," Matt said, looking at the connections and judging them adequate. "But you ... Christ! There ain't nothin' I can throw at you that you won't take."
"Stop it! I don't want to hear anymore," Ellen cried, turning her head away. "You're not telling the truth. You don't know what you're talking about!"
"Bitch pig! I sure do! You're just too fuckin' stuck up to know it."
Ellen turned around again, unable to keep her eyes off the thing that was about to torture her. She saw now that small pincers were attached to each wire.
"Open up!"
Again that filthy rag was pushed into her mouth to keep her from biting her tongue. That, at least, was what Matt said.
"Now, we're gonna wire you up. It's gonna be a little more all-round heat than you got the last time. You should dig it."
Under Matt's firm, careful instructions, Jerry and Al each took one pincer, opening it and moving the tiny teeth around the stiffening brown nipple nub of her nipples. Ellen drew back her head, flattening her chin on her upper chest while watching them do it. She trembled when she felt the cold metal against her tits. And when the two boys finally let the clamps bite into her nubs the woman let out a long, pained sigh.
"Good. Now I've got somethin' here that's gonna make this cunt feel real good. Better than the firecrackers 'cause it's gonna last longer."
Then he actually attached one of the pincers to her cuntflesh less than an inch from her clit! Ellen bit down on the rag, feeling her saliva soaking the foul material as her cunt trembled. The cold metal against her warm pussy made her cuntal muscles twitch and contract. She worked her pussylabes together as much as she could, those awful rings keeping her cunt widely spread.
"Now we'll make those rings pay off."
Jerry took a long wire and slipped it into her ass-hole. Ellen sobbed, inhaling sharply as she looked at the still silent machine. They had wired her fully. Tits, cunt and ass-hole were plugged into the machine. She felt her sphincter muscles working at the long skinny wire that was still being stuffed into her ass. Not having been satisfied with nearly ripping her cunt to pieces with the firecrackers, they were going to plug her into this machine and fry her! "Uhhhhhfhhfffff!"
"Okay. We start slowly at first and then we get serious."
Matt's words fell like a heavy judgment on her head. Ellen had heard about women who enjoyed this kind of heavy S & M but she had never thought she would be one of them. But, here on the table she began having her doubts about herself. There was a kind of strange joy washing over her, a kind of pleasure that almost matched the joy she'd felt when Al had fucked her. She thought about that now as the machine began to hum next to her and her juices began to flow.
"Uhhhhh!"
"She's gettin' impatient, Uncle Matt. I think she wants to have the juice now," Jerry said.
"Yeah, give it to her ... hard!"
"I'm glad the boys aren't running the show. They'd have you jumping around here like a fried fish," Matt said, shaking his head.
Ellen watched, working her lips against one another as his fingers lingered over the dials. Ellen's face was flushed. Her eyes were glazed over and wide while her chest rose and fell steadily. Her firm tits were swollen, the nipples long and red against the nibbling teeth of the pincers. There was no disguising the fact she was excited-horribly excited, wanting to feel the biting pain of the current. Matt rubbed his cock as she moaned. Matt would give her what she needed slowly at first, perhaps, but eventually he would give her just what she craved from that machine. "Uh!"
Ellen stiffened as she watched him throw the main switch. The machine hummed even louder, the needle inside the glassed-in intensity indicator jumping silently. She arched her spine a bit, feeling a faint pulse digging into her cunt, tits and ass. Ellen smiled faintly. This wasn't as bad as she thought it might be. There was a pleasantness to it, a kind of hot, lewd feeling that made her work her thighs from side to side.
The jolt was hardly strong enough to raise goose flesh but still Ellen wasn't about to let her guard down. She was sure there would be more, she knew Matt well enough by now. This was only the beginning.
"Now, we see how much she can stand, now that she's had a chance to see what the electricity feels like running through her body," Matt explained. "Uh!"
Ellen's eyes widened even more, a strange expression of concentration on her face. The itching in her cunt became more and more prickly while Ellen struggled with the desire to defecate. As the current surged through her body, she wriggled and twitched, biting down hard on the gagging cloth. Her head throbbed and somewhere in the distance the woman could have sworn someone was ringing bells.
Her tits jumped, the nipples nearly tearing free of the biting pincers. The muscles in her belly knotted painfully while those in her thighs tensed and bulged. Ellen found herself rubbing her bare soles back and forth against the table top as more and more electricity rushed into her body. And how those rings sparked, two more passages for the electricity to surge into her cunt! Her clit began sparking nearly as much as the outlets in the machine!
"Uhhhhffffff!"
And still she waited for the final jolt. She looked into Matt's eyes and saw he had barely begun her torture. He twisted the dial yet again and it was like a fist slapping her cunt, ass and tits. Sharp sensations ripped through her belly, making her ass spread open then snap shut while a blast of air shot out from her cunt. Ellen thought she would shit and wet herself, disgracing herself in front of these leering men. But somehow she managed to keep herself together, working her body wildly against the table top while the current ripped through her body. "Yaghghfhhfffff!"
Matt cranked the dial a point higher and the woman felt as if she had been struck by a car. Her tits and belly and cunt and ass-hole were torn apart by fiery knives. Her bones throbbed, the joints aching with agony as the electricity poured through her. She was snapping her head from side to side, pressing her body up against the restraining ropes while shouting as best she could through the filthy gagging rag.
"Go for it, baby. That's the way I like my women," Matt said, watching as Ellen jerked and thrashed out of control.
"Man, ain't never seen nothin' like that before!" Jerry said in admiration.
"Yeah! It's like she's goin' outta her mind or somethin'. "
"She is," Matt agreed, his fingers lingering on the dial for a moment. "She can't control herself. The electricity's taken over. Bet she's thinkin' about cummin'. "
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
"Yeah, she's gonna pop and soon! Man, this one's hotter 'n those firecrackers I stuffed up her pussy!" Matt pronounced.
The pain inside he was becoming more and more horrible. It was like having some horrible animal inside her body, the claws tearing at her intestines and liver while her clit began sputtering and sparking like those awful firecrackers. As she shuddered and jerked on the ropes Matt's balls twitched, his prick throbbing up against the front of his Levi's. He had watched his nephew's friend fuck Ellen brutally. He had directed this little scene. And now he felt it was his turn for some pleasure.
"Aghghghhghfhhfhfhffff f!"
His fingers trembling, Matt switched the dial all the way around. Ellen's face became a blur, whipping from side to side while her hair splashed wildly over her face and tits. It was as if her entire body were on a massive vibrator. She shook violently, the wires bouncing and twitching around her flesh. Her lips turned purple, diamonds of spittle appearing on them while her nostrils flared and distended from the shooting electricity. She felt her clit explode again and again, the climactic surges matching those coming from the wires!
Matt's eyes were deflected for a moment as he looked up and saw movement by the overhead window.
"Check outside," he whispered to his nephew. "You go too, Al. I think somebody's spying on us and I want 'em down here!"
The two boys nodded, rushing up the stairs while Matt kept the dial twisted all the way.
"Now, bitch, tell me how much you dig comin' over here."
Ellen couldn't have spoken one word if she wanted to. The current had torn all forms of speech from her. Twisting and jerking on the table, her body frying under the onslaught of electricity, all she could do was make short, sharp guttural sounds through the gagging cloth.
With a violent move of his hand he shut the machine down. Ellen continued to roll back and forth, crying through the rag, her body jerking against the wood. She was still trembling when he ripped the pincers from her tits, cunt and ass. A pent-up scream escaped the moment Matt pulled the gag from her mouth.
"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhhh!"
Ellen sobbed, tremors erupted in her cunt and shitter. Her nipples spasmed in time to her pussy while she sobbed hysterically. Without a word Matt slapped her again and again until she came around.
"Gonna fuck you, bitch. You've had the heat you want. Now it's my turn."
"Fucking. Fucking..." Ellen repeated the delicious word again and again, letting herself be carried away by the big man.
"You don't need these either, bitch. You're ready to be fucked no matter what's holdin' you down."
With other moves Matt leaned forward, pulling off the ropes that held her wrists and ankles. The last thing to go were the clamps. Ellen sighed again, feeling her cunt lips shrink back together as the heavy rings dropped with a clank to the floor. But the relief was only for a moment. Then she felt his prickhead pushing up against her cunt, that fat, meaty thing demanding entrance.
This time the woman wasn't about to fight him off. The firecrackers, the electricity, everything demanded that she surrender to him. She needed this. She had worked for it, had suffered for it. Now it was her turn to feel the overwhelming pleasure of being fucked.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
After shedding his boots and Levi's he was on top of her. Kneeling on her shoulders, the weight of his body threatening to break her collar bone, he gripped her hair with one hand and jammed her face into his crotch.
"Suck! Suck it like you needed it to breathe, you Goddamned slut!"
Ellen sucked willingly, especially when Matt reached back and began fingering her clit. She tightened her lips around the fat cock, wriggling her tongue around the bottom of his mouth-fucking cock. Matt grinned down at her, tearing the hair from her scalp with one hand while pinching her clit with the other. He rode her face, half smothering her with his crotch while rubbing his hot, leathery balls up against her chin.
Ellen loved it! She sucked him like a vacuum, the pain of her clit being twisted adding a new dimension of delight. Her knees jerked up, then flopped back to the table. Oh, she loved feeling that prick pressing up against the back of her throat, loved the taste of his jizz washing over her tongue. She sucked hard, wanting to please him.
"Uh-huhhhhhhhhh!"
"God damn, baby! It's good, mother-fuckin' good havin' a mouth like that around my prick. Shit!" Matt said, slapping her. "Go for it, bitch! Suck that mother till you shit!"
Ellen needed no further encouragement. Her fever was at a white-hot pitch. He stuffed more and more of his rock-hard prick into her mouth, groaning as her tongue caressed his cockmeat. Ellen caressed the big man's wrinkled balls, letting her long nails graze up against his groin. He began bouncing up against her face, feeding his prickmeat to her faster and more furiously while grunting to her about how good her tongue and lips were against his prick.
"Man, oh man ... Christ, could pop off right in there!"
Matt raised his eyes once, noticing some kind of struggle was going on. Though the dirt against the glass made it impossible to see exactly what was going on, the big man made out the shapes of his nephew and his friend and saw they were getting the upper hand. He dropped his eyes back to Ellen, feeding her more of his prickmeat, then leaning forward and choking her with cock. Ellen fought back, rubbing her tongue crazily across his prickrod while twisting his balls around and around and shoving them up against his groin. Matt liked that. He slapped her again, groaning, ready to let his jizz shoot off into her throat.
"Take it, slut, take it!"
Ellen suddenly realized she was experiencing miniature climaxes like she had experienced with the electrical wires. In a moment Ellen found her mouth sucking more and more furiously, increasing the pressure while her tongue wriggled and caressed his fucking cock. Her long, slender fingers kept on milking Matt's balls, squeezing them, making the big man shout with delight.
"Christ! Gotta get into that cunt, bitch. Gotta do it!"
"Cock. I wanna cock. I wanna cock!" Ellen bawled, juice oozing from her fuckslot.
"That's just what you're gonna get, baby. And one that's gonna blow the top of your fuckin' head off!"
Matt slid back down, spreading her thighs with his knees while biting down hard on her nipples. Ellen cried out, running her fingers through his hair while feeling his cock gouging against her cunt lips. She had had enough of the teasing, enough of the pain. Fucking, now she wanted to feel the man's prick gouging the insides of her pussy, spreading her apart. She wanted something hot and stiff nudging her womb, spreading open her itchy cunt. "Fucking!"
Matt held her down by the shoulders, stabbing his prick blindly against her thighs, then finally centering the round, meaty head. She tensed, her body shaking. Then she felt his cock stabbing into her bubbling cunt. She gurgled and gasped, throwing her head from side to side with a mixture of pain and lust. She found herself gripping his shoulders, straining against him and then against the table as his cock roared into her cunt.
"Uhhhhhhhhh!"
All those delightful, itchy sensations were being scratched, then increased by the chugging movements of Matt's cock.
"Uh! Ih! Ihhhhhhhhh!"
Ellen screamed, feeling his cock taking over all her thoughts. She could only respond, drawing her feet up until her soles were flat against the table. Sucking in a deep breath, the woman fucked back with all her might, tossing her thighs up and screwing her cunt onto the big man's stabbing cock.
"Fucking ... yes, keep fucking me. I love it ... ohhhhhh!"
"Uhhhhhh ... huhhhhhh ... huhhhhhh!" Matt gasped with each fuck-stroke.
Ellen gasped, lowering her ass and then shooting it back up while thrilling to the building pressure around her cunt. She loved it all-the sucking fucking sounds, the explosions between her thighs, the feeling that her pussy was about to blow to pieces with the itchy pleasure.
"Hold me! Hold me!"
Matt lunged forward, his hips banging hard against Ellen's. Her hot cunthole bathed his prick again and again with her juices. In a wild moment Ellen knew she was about to cum. Tossing aside all restraints she let her body hammer up and down, slamming into Matt's until that delicious moment of climax struck her down.
"Yaghghhghghghghgh! Aahahhghghhghh!"
Ellen became incoherent once more, arching her spine, thrusting and wriggling while Matt threw his body against hers and dumped his load of spunk into her pussy. It was a mindless, rutting whirlwind of arms and flailing legs, grinding bellies and searching, sucking mouths as Ellen felt herself sinking into an oblivion of climax.