Chapter 11
Kathy moaned against Janice's cunt. The resulting vocal vibrations seemed to drive Janice over the brink. She threw her head from side to side, her face curtained by the flowing brown hair splashing around. Her arms flailed wildly, sometimes her fingers clawing at Jack behind her while her bare feet kicked hard again and again against the wooden stock.
Kathy was going wild, bobbing up and down on the plastic dildo faster and harder, feeling it plowing deeper into her cunt. Now she was sliding all the way down, feeling those steel nails biting into her ass-flesh. At this point she didn't care. The world was whirling all around her, bright colors exploding in front of her eyes while a dull roaring sound seemed to block out all sounds except Janice's wild cries. No, there was nothing else, nothing else except that wonderful thing in her cunt, that pussy bobbing up and down in front of her, and the beer still coursing through her ass!
"Huhhhhh! Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr!" , As she bounced up and down, riding her fucking dildo like a jockey, Kathy glued her mouth greedily against Janice's juicing cunt. She could feel an orgasm rumbling deep in her belly. It felt as if she had been ignited and her insides were burning up.
"Oh no, no, oh God, no!"
Janice was screaming, her body twisting and writhing, glistening with sweat as she began to cum against her friend's sucking lips. Her feet beat out a frantic, regular rhythm against the wood while her ass pounded and pranced over the rocking stool. Kathy matched her friend with wild sexual enthusiasm, her ass bouncing up off the spikes and riding high, nearly pulling free of the long ten-inch dildo several times in her excitement. Oh yes, yes, it was going to be a mind-splintering orgasm!
"Uhhhhhhh...."
As Kathy stuck her tongue all the way into Janice's pussy and moved it around she heard her friend squealing like a stuck animal. Janice was cumming. Kathy cried out into that swampy, furry mess against her mouth, feeling her own climax peaking.
She squealed, her hips going wild. She bounced up and down, the stool rattling against the cracked concrete basement floor while the beer nozzle nearly pulled free from her sucking ass-hole. Again and again she fucked herself brutally with that dildo, scraping the tip of her tongue along the convulsing walls of her friend's cunt. Janice shrieked and shrilled out cries of delight as she came and came and came.
Kathy had never felt anything like it before in her life. Her orgasm peaked like a thunderbolt. It shot through her, burning her mind and body. She quivered wildly in that pillory, feeling the wild delight of climax shoot through her. Janice was still going wild, rubbing her pussymeat up and down furiously over Kathy's licking, sucking tongue. Both women jerked convulsively against one another as their mutual orgasms peaked, then finally subsided.
"Ohhhh...."
Janice sagged into a near faint, leaning heavily against Jack. Kathy pulled back her head, hanging it over the front edge of the pillory and fighting for her breath. The room was silent for a while except for the heavy panting of the two satiated women. As Kathy started coming down from her high she felt the beer enema starting to cramp her gut. She squeezed her sphincter muscle around the enema nozzle and felt the pleasure fade away once more as the pain of her overloaded bowels built in her body. "Ohhhhhh . .
Byron moved over to her with maddening slowness. She was panting now from the pain, laced with the panic that she would shit all over herself. A cold sweat broke out on her belly and over the tops of her bare feet. Oh God, please God, please make him turn that horrible thing off!
"Want any more?"
"No, oh no, please, no more," Kathy gasped, her face registering the panic she felt rushing through her body.
"Okay, baby, for now."
Byron pulled the plug out with a loud gurgling sound, the beer spraying out of her shit-ter and gurgling down the drain near-by. Kathy gasped with relief, feeling her sphincter closing tightly once more. How strange it was to get drunk through the ass-hole! It was almost laughable if she hadn't felt the hot pinching tingle of a wild orgasm that was somehow strengthened by all that beer flowing in her bowels.
"Maybe we should have 'em change positions...you know, let this one sit on the dildo for a while and...." Jack began.
But Janice had snapped to from her delirium and shook free of the men.
"No, you can't. I'm a...a virgin and...."
The men looked at one another while Kathy groaned. That was the wrong thing to have said. Perhaps they would have let the girls go if Janice hadn't opened her mouth about her cherry.
"Just like this little bitch was a while ago," Jack muttered, scratching his stubbly beard.
"Yeah? Well, it's about time she learned about the facts of fuckin', right buddy?" Byron said with a grin.
"No, don't...oh don't...." Janice said, slipping from her stool and bending forward slightly at the waist as she tried covering her tits and cunt at the same time. Both men approached her, their smiles turning into leers. "Kathy, don't let them." She cried, her eyes wide while her knees shivered.
But there was nothing the helpless blonde could do. Strapped there still in the pillory, she watched as Jack caught the girl by one hand, wheeling her around against his horrible cousin. They toyed with her at first, one man sucking her tits while the other bent down and ate out her cunt. Janice kept screaming horribly, beating at the men with her curled tight fists, tears streaming freely down her cheeks. Then they fucked her.
Jack was first, throwing her down onto the beer-stained floor and fucking her hard and fast. There wasn't the foreplay Kathy had enjoyed before she was raped. No, there was only the hard, brutal, animalistic act of a man sticking his cock into a woman and not caring how she felt. Janice squealed and screamed, her knees fluttering and banging against Jack's pumping hips while he pressed her body lustily against the concrete floor.
Byron was next. Hardly had Jack risen from the sobbing, prostrate girl than his cousin flopped down on top, knocking her hands away from her tits and sucking on the nipples cruelly. Janice screamed again, feeling his teeth chewing on the sensitive rubbery nubs. And then she was being fucked again. Byron was more brutal, if possible, than his cousin. He grabbed her hair and pulled at it brutally, savaging her while kissing her like some sex-starved animal.
"Uhhhhh...."
Byron staggered up from the raped girl, kicking her once in the ribs and rolling her over onto her ass.
"Nice ass. Could fuck the shit outta that thing like I did with that one," he said, nodding toward the still entrapped blonde teen.
"We better be lettin' this group go," Jack said, glancing down at his wristwatch and wrinkling up his forehead.
"Hey, what about the finale" Byron asked, knitting his eyebrows.
"Finale? Oh yeah. Yeah, guess there's some time for that."
Kathy stared open-mouthed once more at the two men as Jack produced two long slim cylinders from his pocket. There were small wicks from one end of the tiny candles. At once she knew what they were. Firecrackers! Kathy trembled and strained against the stocks, bouncing her cunt once more over the dildo. Byron moved around, pulling her up from the plastic cock and kicking the stool out from under. It clattered to the floor, rolling over toward the half conscious Janice. Her ass hung once more over the edge of the pillory while Jack examined the firecrackers. She knew what he was going to do with those. He was going to stick them in her pussy!
"Oh please, don't...."
"Oh yeah, yeah," Jack said, jamming one firecracker into her pussy.
The sharp entry made her wince and strangely got her clit stewing once more. When he shoved the second firecracker into her still aching, dripping ass she nearly fainted from fear. Jack laughed at her once more, fishing out a pack of matches from his pocket and igniting the short wicks.
"No, no!"
"You didn't mind the pain of my cigarette the last time," Jack said, watching the wick sputter under the white fire. "This outta be a piece of cake for you."
Kathy felt the fires draw nearer, sparks sputtering onto her ass and cunt. She could feel the heat on her ass while her cunt lips burned. Jack smirked, enjoying the spectacle with his leering cousin. Kathy pulled on her arms and legs once more, trying desperately to knock the small cylinders from her pussy and shitter. There was nothing she could do. She tensed, prayed, shivered as the heat penetrated her cunt and ass. There was a moment of hesitation, a second when the sputtering stopped. Perhaps the firecrackers were defective, wouldn't go off! But then the powder ignited with a sharp explosion.
"Yagggghhhhh!"
Thousands of white hot needles ripped her pussy and ass. Kathy screamed, jerking from side to side like a maniac, her movements actually shaking the heavy stockade. She tightened her cunt and ass, trying to smother the fire with her body. The fires scalded her badly, it seemed, and she passed out. But something else had happened as well. Another climax? Another orgasm heightened by pain and fear? The girl didn't know. In the end there was nothing but a black comforting darkness sweeping over her.
When she awoke, she found herself dressed rather slovenly, draped over the living room couch. Janice was near-by, already conscious, although somewhat weak. She glanced at her friend, then hurriedly looked away when Kathy stared back.
"Both you girls had one hell of a time tonight," Jack said, tilting back his head and slugging down more beer. "Come back-and that's an order. I got lots more shit here. Even after ol' Byron's gone I got plenty to keep you and your aunt busy."
"Never," Kathy said through clenched teeth, staggering to her feet. Janice followed, looking hunted, defeated.
"Sure, sure."
Kathy heard the mocking laughter behind her as she and her friend stumbled out. Janice looked once around, then began walking quickly away without even saying a word.
Kathy let her go and stopped in front of the back door, looking back at the bright lights of Jack's home once more. She smiled. What new, horrible and yet wonderful pleasures they had shown her! Should she tell her aunt? No, that would come later, perhaps. Later when she came back for a visit after her mother got out of the hospital. Yes, she would want to visit Aunt Emily more often.
Sighing Kathy pushed open the door, closing it quietly behind her and standing in the dark. Her cunt was tensing even now, aching for that rough touch, the touch of leather, of rope, of Jack's vile instruments of torture. She began to laugh, then stopped, afraid of waking her aunt. No, fucking was seriousness itself, no laughing matter. She would go upstairs and play with herself, feeling her clit stiffen and vibrate like a tuning fork while she drilled her pussy with her fingers. Ohhh, how her eyes had been opened to the world!
"Fucking," she sighed, tip-toeing through the living room and wondering when she would next visit Jack and his wonderful instruments of pleasure.