Chapter 5
"No!" Cindy screamed frantically.
"Yell again like that in my ear and I'll punch you 'til I break your ribs, bitch."
The cold, hard concrete floor was hurting her back and legs. Cindy felt him grabbing her panties by the leg bands now, his fingers tugging at the crotch. Nothing gave. Then Gus tugged, yanking the cloth from over her hot cunt lips. He kept on pulling until he tore the cloth in three places. Cindy heard the tearing sound and made a small grunting sound of terror. No, she wasn't going to shout. She could only guess what kind of physical abuse she'd endure if Gus became angry again.
"Uhhhhh..." she moaned.
Cindy cinched her eyes shut once more, her body tense, rigid, as if it had been turned into stone. She felt the remains of her panties sliding down over her knees, over her ankles, her feet. She was stark naked! He had stripped her brutally, leaving her naked on the floor, ready to be fucked. Gus drew back a little, eyeing her naked body, sucking in a shuddering breath and holding it as he studied her thirty-four-inch tits, her red nipples, her white flesh, her cunt bush, which was hiding that virginal fuckslot, hot and ready for the tapping.
"Look at that cunt," Gus muttered to himself, drawing one hand over the frazzled white-blonde hairs and barely touching the curled, whisper-soft ends. Cindy stirred at that touch, her fingers clenching and unclenching while she moved her ass-cheeks over the cold concrete. "Seems criminal to me some dude ain't touched that thing all this while. Well, baby, ol' Gus is gonna take care of that right fast!"
"Oh, no, no..."
Realizing what was about to happen, Cindy felt another urge to struggle wildly. Could she just lay there and let him fuck her? Gus shook his head and started rubbing his fingers more directly this time, touching the top of her cunt with his rough fingertips, moving them up to the base of her thickening, rising clit. Cindy drew in her lower lip, chewing down on it hard. It was wrong feeling this, wrong having these sensations rumbling through her pussy. But there they were. Gus had touched something, something that made her tremble with excitement at what he was going to do next to her! Thoughts of her mother, of the stern lectures she had received at home about boys and what they wanted to do to girls evaporated in a flash.
"Uhhhhh!" she gasped.
Gus was pinching her thighs, squeezing them until she squealed and moved her ass-cheek from side to side. He was playing games with her, awful, terrible games, teasing her naked cringing flesh. The way he was hurting her now, pinching her cunt lips between his thumbs and forefingers. He pinched her soft inner thighs again, digging the jagged nails into her flesh. Cindy whimpered in anguish.
"Let's see that nice little butt of yours," he growled.
Cindy groaned as he rolled her onto her belly, her full tits pillowing out onto the warming concrete. She felt his filthy hands crawling over her ass flesh, pawing her ass-mounds, squeezing them even harder than he had squeezed her thighs. His fingers dug deeper into her resilient, white flesh. Cindy ground her belly solidly against the floor, trying vainly to keep her cunt and ass-hole away from this man. If someone would only burst in on them, save her from this ... this horrible outrage to her virtue!
"Oh, don't ... Gus, please don't do this to me!"
She felt his fingers gouging the sensitive, moist flesh of her asscrack, felt the nails scratching the slick, wrinkled flesh of her shitter. And when he slipped one finger into her cuntmouth from behind, the girl's lips opened, a gasp of air escaping over her front teeth. Her knees flew apart, her thighs slapping loudly against the floor. "No, no!"
"Gonna fuck you now, baby. Gonna really get it into you."
Cindy panicked, jerking one knee up, trying to crawl away from him. But Gus held her down, his fingers gripping her hipbones and keeping the girl pressed level against the floor. There was little she could do. She felt him reaching down between her thighs with his thumb, then slowly forcing it into her tight little wet cunt. The girl shivered. Never before had she experienced something quite like that. Even when she had fingered herself at night in bed, Cindy had been gentle with herself, barely dipping her trembling fingers into her juicy fuck-hole. But Gus was going right in, gouging the seepy, velvety lining of her pussy, laughing at her cries, mocking her fears with obscene laughter and descriptions of how she was going to like it.
"No, no, no!" she pleaded.
But that warming thumb, the way it was moving around and around her tight little cuntmouth, the way it was touching all the nerve endings and making her tremble at the sensation belied all the protestations Cindy made. She was feeling something that made her heart skip beats, that made her tight cunt loosen up a little, accept that probing finger, even tighten up around it as his knuckle slipped past her full swollen pussylips into her hot fuck tunnel.
"Oh, yeah, baby. You're hot ... plenty hot. You got stuff comin' outta you this way, and that means you're ready for a good pluggin' ... something' ol' Gus can give you real good."
It was horrible. She felt so exposed, so shameless, so like the whores her mother used to warn her about!
"Uhhh ... real tight down there ... gotta loosen you up a little before I stick my prick into you," Gus said, pulling his thumb out with a slick popping sound.
Cindy shivered, her shoulders shrugging up over her neck. The offending hand was gone. The blonde teen let out a shuddering sigh of thanks, not realizing that the worst was yet to come. She felt both hands sliding under her shoulders, scooping her up from the floor.
"Here, baby, guess you're good enough for Gus' couch. Always thought about havin' one of you cunts down here, stretched over my cot. Now it's true. Just goes to show you, if you pray hard enough, you'll get what you ask for," he said, laughing at Cindy's horror.
He dropped her on the small canvas bed, pulling her legs straight until her ankles draped slightly over the front end.
"Can't have you movin' around all over the place. Gotta keep you in place," Gus said, his breathing becoming more labored. Instinctively Cindy knew something horrible was about to happen, something far more terrible than having her cherry popped. There was a kind of breathlessness about Gus, an almost unreal feeling coming from him that made the girl shiver for her life.
"Gus, please ... you can't do this to me and get away with it. Someone'll find out and ... and then you'll lose your job and I'll be ruined and..."
But Gus wasn't listening to Cindy's rational advice. Rope, lengths of it-Gus pulled out several pieces, throwing them in a tangled pile to one side of the cot, then selected two long pieces of half-inch line. Quickly, he draped one over her right wrist, securing it with a slipknot, then bending her arm back and attaching the free end to one of the wooden supports. Cindy snapped her head back, rolling her eyes up and watching the operation. He was binding her wrist to the right leg of the cot, then doing the same with her other hand. In a moment she was stretched back, her arms pulled high over her head and down, the fingers brushing against the concrete basement floor.
"Oh, God ... God..."
"Just shut up, and maybe you'll dig this as much as I do."
Cindy doubted it. Lying there helpless wasn't her idea of a fun time. And yet something was happening down there, something to her pussy, something she couldn't understand. In spite of the pain and humiliation, her clit was a little glowing jewel, burning hotly even now as the ropes tugged at her bound wrists. And there was more, much more. Gus was pulling out more line, taking her left ankle and slipping the hemp around her flesh, cinching it tightly, then drawing it down around the lower leg of the cot. He did the same to her other ankle, thus completely immobilizing her arms and legs. Cindy turned her head from one side to the other, her eyes widening. What was he going to do to her? He had been fingering her pussy, touching her ass-hole, doing all kinds of crazy things to her and making her feel so spacy, so crazed with what she guessed was lust.
"Don't like gettin' my cock messed up with a cherry poppin' all over it," he muttered, passing his right hand over her pussy once more before turning and delving back into the wooden box.
Cindy turned her head around, watched the janitor fishing about, then pulling something long and pink and thick from the container. Her mouth opened, her eyes rounded even more while her mind spun dizzyingly around. The object was just like a prick only bigger, it seemed. There was a round flared head and vein-like projections around the stalk. Gus examined the plastic thing carefully, his gaze drifting to her startled face, then back to the thing, his hands bending it gently. Cindy sucked in a ragged breath, her heart starting up rapidly once again after having stopped in horrified surprise.
"It's a dildo, honey ... and a special one," he said, trailing his fingers down to the flat-edged base. Cindy followed his hand movements, seeing two black wires dangling from the end of that dildo. There were small clamps at the ends of the wires, obviously attachments for a battery box. "This'll loosen you up enough for me, and will take care of the job of doin' in that cherry."
"No, no, no!"
Cindy wasn't sure what he was about to do to her. But vague, half-formed horrible images raced through her head. She jerked from side to side, her arms and legs tugging wildly at the ropes, making the cot scrape and groan over the floor, the supports racked, while Gus still played his fingers lightly over the long, pink dildo.
"Told you to keep quiet. Now I'm gonna have to gag you, bitch."
"No, don't!"
Gus was back in the box, pulling out what appeared to be a long black leather strap, a rubber ball suspended in the center of it. Moving around to her head, Gus twisted strands of hair between his fingers, pulling back hard. The resulting pain was so great that Cindy opened her mouth to scream. That was all he needed. Jamming the ball hard between her front teeth, the janitor worked it in, past her teeth, until it nearly slipped down past her molars.
"That's gonna hold you."
"Mmfmmffffffff!"
Drawing the strap around her ears, Gus buckled it behind her head, making sure it was fitting tightly against her cheeks. Cindy turned her head slightly to the right, swallowing the spit that had begun to gather behind the ball. Now there was nothing she could do to alert anyone who might be passing by of her plight. She stopped her struggle, her eyes now on that big pink thing still in Gus' right hand.
"This is gonna spread you wide open ... but it's gonna make you feel real good, too ... because of this," he said, pointing to several small metallic plates on the sides of the dildo. "There's a core of steel inside, understand, baby? it's attached to these tiny plates, and that's all linked up to the wires down here." He fondled the black wires at the bottom. "Now, for the box."
Cindy rubbed her ass-cheeks from side to side on the cot, twisting her wrists helplessly against the ropes, feeling them rub her flesh more than ever as Gus pulled out a small blue box with corresponding wires to the dildo. Opening the top, he checked the batteries, apparently satisfied that they were in working order.
"Now, this is gonna feel real good ... gonna make you hotter 'n you ever thought you could be. And then, when you're ready, ol' Gus is gonna make you blow up, man, really pop off!"
His words burned through her soul as he attached the dildo to the box, then moved around to the front of the cot. Cindy raised her head, peering over her tits, chewing down on the rubber ball as beads of perspiration dotted her forehead. She felt as if she were going to her own execution. Her bowels rumbled and her chest tightened. No, this had to be a horrible, terrible nightmare. But there she was, roped, restrained, while Gus knelt between her legs, staring wide-eyed at her juicing cunt.
"Nice, nice..."he sighed.
There was a clicking sound, followed by an almost inaudible humming. The thing was on! Gus slipped forward, bracing himself against the cot, pushing the electrified dildo forward.
"Mmmmmfmfffff!" she gasped.
He touched her right inner thigh with the tip. A tingly, hot sensation made her muscles twitch. Cindy dropped her head back down to the stretched canvas cover of the cot, digging her fingernails into her sweaty palms. She didn't want him to do anything more. But still that dildo crept silently forward, brushing over her thighs, the buzzing electricity making her muscles quiver. The heat concentrated in a tiny pinpoint at the top of her cunt lips, her belly tightening, tensing as the head of that horrible thing edged up near her pussy.
"I can make it better for you," Gus said, moving his right thumb down to a small dial on the blue box. "By turning this thing up I can make you really squirm around, baby. You're gonna go nuts." He chuckled as he touched the bottom junction of her pussylips with the dildo.
"Eagghfhfhhfhffffff!"
A warm, buzzing sensation filled her pussy. Cindy chewed down on the rubber ball, saliva frothing out from the corners of her stretched lips. The blonde teen wallowed her shoulder blades against the harsh canvas of the cot, her legs and knees trembling as more and more electricity sparked into her cunt. He was twisting that plastic cock around and around, pushing it up against her pussylips gently, laughing as he tried working it into her tight little fuck hole.
Again, Cindy tugged at the restraining ropes, her wrists and ankles reddening under the efforts. The wooden supports scraped noisily over the hard floor. Gus backed the dildo away, then pushed it forward once again, increasing the voltage buzzing through the rod.
Cindy chomped down hard on the rubber ball once more, arching her spine as the tingling sensations increased. It was as if something had hardened her muscles, stiffening them, tearing at her insides. And all the while, that dreadful pressure increased, making her cunt so sore, so very sore!"
"Ooooffffff!"
"Yeah, you're juicin' up a storm here, baby, really gettin' yourself all wet!" he gasped, twisting the dildo around and around.
Cindy arched her spine a little more, pressing her head back against the cot. It felt as if he were trying to work a strain up between her legs. He was going to split her in two! The movement of that dildo caused the girl's heated cunt to start lubing up more and more, the slick liquid making the dildo slide into her pussy more easily. Her outer cunt lips were stretching around that thing, the tense rubbery flesh hugging the smooth sides tightly. Her cunt muscles were tightening, relaxing, then tightening again, convulsing as the current buzzed into her pussy.
"Ooooffffff!" she gasped.
More electricity-the humming filled her ears now. The electrons rippled through her tits, it seemed, making her nipples so hard, so stiff, so achingly itchy! Her belly rippled and her thighs clenched as much as they could, her ass-cheeks slapping together as she jerked her body up off the cot. This animal of a man was tormenting her, forcing her to submit to this horror! And now he was rubbing that dildo over her clit, touching it all the time, buzzing electricity making her experience a series of tiny orgasms that sent her gasping and gulping. How she wanted to scream out her delight, her horror. But the rubber ball gagged her effectively. All the girl could do was cough and moan through the latex, praying that soon this would end and Gus would release her.
"Ohhhh, yeahhh, baby," he groaned, fingering his hard dripping prick with one hand while pushing the dildo forward again.
Cindy thought her body would split in half. And yet the electricity was doing what Gus said it would. Already the girl could feel her cunt walls stretching itchily around the invading rod, her warm, slick pussy flesh fitting snugly around the electrified dildo. Her bowels surged as she felt the electricity increase in intensity once again.
"Mmmmmfmfmmffffff!"
Her head snapped from side to side, her teeth rattling from the increased rush of current. Gus was sliding the dildo back and forth slightly, twisting it, rotating it from side to side. She twisted against the cot as much as she could, the ropes really digging into her ankles and wrists now, leaving long red marks where the line chafed. But what she felt most of all was that horrible thing spitting electrons into her pussy. Fires of lust were burning in her now, ignited by that hideous monster burrowing steadily into her pussy. The tendons tensed in her thighs, ridging the flesh while the veins protruded from her neck and forehead, her flowing cunt-juice was conducting the electricity now, sending more and more of it directly into her clit. There was another increase in the huming sound as Gus pushed the plastic cock in another inch. Cindy felt her tits, belly and cunt ripped to pieces by steely, hot knives. Her cries were choked behind that awful rubber ball as she writhed against the groaning cot. Her body was now arched above the small bed, trembling mightily, the muscles and tendons stretching her pale, sweaty flesh. Cunt oil speckled and dried on her tensed, rippling thighs. Through it all, Cindy could feel the dildo's smooth, rounded head pressing against her cherry. Yes, it was going to break through. And what was more, Cindy could care less. The sensation of being fucked, the feeling of those biting electrons racing through her cunt and ass-hole, blotted out all fears of having her cherry popped. Groaning, Cindy surrendered to the man, then tossed her head wildly from left to right as Gus gave his dildo a final shove and ripped it through the thin membrane. With one swift, near-painless, stab, Gus had ripped away her cherry.