Chapter 9
"Ohhhhhh ..."
Jacki fell to the floor, her body twisted, torn by the most recent violation. The rope still chafed her wrists cruelly. But by far the worst thing, the worst pain was the terrible ache in her ass. Jack had done it, oh God, he had done it, and done it slow and sexy. He had fucked her in the ass, driving his cock in so hard Jacki was sure he had ruined something down there behind her. And now as she lay crumpled in a heap at their feet, Jacki could feel his jizz oozing out of her stretched, violated asshole. They had done their worst, they had trampled her into the dirt and then laughed at her.
"She's had it, man. She ain't gonna be good for nothin' no more," Bobby said, wiping his lips with the back of one hand.
"Yeah, she's washed up, man. Come on, Rick, let's take the fuckin' bitch back and go out huntin' for more cunt," Jack suggested, sliding his cock back into his Levi's and zipping up.
"No, man. We still got some time," he muttered, turning over his wrist and glancing at his watch. "Besides, she's still got some spunk in 'er, right, baby?"
With that the big stud jabbed the toe of one boot against her ribs. Jacki shivered, shrinking away from the man. She heard them laughing again at her. Their laughter rang in her ears. Sobbing, she closed her palms over her head, trying to close out those awful sounds that seared her soul.
"Stop it, stop!"
Her body arched so from the beating, from the kicking, from the slapping, from all that fucking. She was exhausted, barely able to stand up in front of them. And all the while they joked about her condition, taunted her, pushed her further.
"Untie the bitch. Hey, that a hose back there I saw? Around the back," Rick amplified, nodding toward Bobby while Jack unfastened the bonds holding the blonde teen captive.
Jacki stared at her wrists. They were very red and chafed. But still she was glad the bonds were gone. Maybe this meant they were going to let her go! Hope sprang in her chest as she rubbed her aching arms against one another. Already she began searching around the room for her clothes. Her lips were curling into a smile. She would think of all this later, would come to terms with it somehow. Right now all Jacki could think of was getting out of this horrible place.
"Hold on, baby, we ain't through with you yet," Rick said, laying a restraining hand on her shoulder as she started to get up.
Jacki felt her heart sink. Fear and suspicion crept back into her mind as She scooted back a few inches on the floor. Not through with her yet. She stared up at the big man, sighing deeply. She had learned quickly to expect the worst from these animals. But what else could they throw at her? They had beaten her, strung her up, then fucked her cruelly against her will.
Now there was something else?
"Yeah, got this thing," Bobby panted, dragging in a large hose from outside.
A rush of air from outdoors chilled her skin. Jacki hugged her body, staring at the men. What were they going to do with that big thing, fuck her with it?
"Get up and stand over there," Rick said, examining the nozzle. "Thought I'd seen this thing sitting around out there before." He muttered, checking out the rubber, then handing one end back to Bobby. "Hook it up to that nozzle out back. We oughtta have enough room in here. And you," he added, turning back to Jacki, "stand over there by the wall."
Slowly the girl got up, her face wincing from the ache in all her muscles. She felt so stiff, so cold. She wanted to tell the men to let her go, let her warm up somewhere. But Jacki knew that was useless. Shivering, crouching and cowering under Rick's angry stare, Jacki moved back toward the indicated wall, backing up, trying to hide her pussy with both hands. Rick was pointing the nozzle at her as if it were the muzzle of a gun. For some unknown reason terror gripped her heart once more. What were they going to do to her now? Standing there, pressing her back against the concrete, she waited for her next ordeal.
And then a blast of water smashed into her ribcage, catching her completely by surprise. She could hear their laughter as her head flew back, striking the concrete blocks. Opening her mouth in shock, Jacki struggled to stay upright from the floor. But her feet skated and slid on the wet concrete floor. Dirty debris spattered against her body as the cold stream played up and down her body.
"We're cleanin' you up for your mama," Rick said, playing the stream against her face and nearly drowning her.
When the girl's choked cries died away, he moved the stream down to her feet, nearly upending the girl. Jack cried out, trying to twist around. But the water seemed to be everywhere. It was as if he had two hoses. He was only moving around quickly, catching her whenever she tried to escape the spattering stream. "Nooo!"
The stream caught her ankles once more. Knocking her to one side, it finally sent her crashing heavily on the water-slicked concrete floor.
The cold water had revived her. Gone was the exhaustion that had plagued her. Now she was struggling for her balance, trying to get back on her feet. But Rick directed the water at her ankles and kept her sliding and crawling on the floor. More curious was what he was doing to her cunt. He was moving the cold stream down at her crotch. The water hit like a hammer on gunpowder. It opened her cuntlips and set up a flash of fire on her clit.
Jacki was stunned by this reaction. The cold didn't seem to matter. Her body had quickly become used to the low temperature. It was the pressure, the pressure that was bringing all those electric sensations to her clit, making her double up with eroticism. Oh God, it was nearly overwhelming! The young girl was surprised her body could have such a powerful reaction to something as inanimate as a stream of cold, jetting water.
"Man, this cunt's gonna fuck anything.
She's turnin' onto it," Rick said.
"Yeah, she's a regular bottomless pit. Man, she digs anything that gets into her cunt," Bobby added, rubbing his stiffening cock through his pants.
"Too bad we ain't got a pooch here. Saw a bitch down in TJ who went down on donkeys and that kinda shit. We could get a show goin' up here with this little bitch as the star," Jack said, rubbing his cock too, remembering how hot and tight her ass had felt against his fucking prick.
"Ughhhh ..."
No, no, she wasn't going to become the butt of another of their obscene jokes. There were far too many already about her. Crying, clenching her fingers into tight fists, the panicked girl rolled onto her belly. She was trying to get her pussy away from the moving cold stream of water.
Her hair tangled around her throat, catching around her shoulders. In her confused state Jacki thought one of the boys was trying to choke her. Screaming, clawing at her throat, the young girl thrashed around the floor, her own worst enemy in this scene.
"Man, she's goin' nuts! She went that way when I fucked her," Rick said, playing the stream around her mouth and filling it with water.
"Yeah? Well, she was goin' kinds goofy when I stuffed up her asshole with my prick and didn't give 'er nothin' in the cunt," Jack countered.
"Let's face it, man, she goes nuts with any kinda cock. And she ain't had nothin' 'cept ours rammin' the shit outta her," Bobby said, shaking his head. "A real, first-class slut."
With that Rick dropped the water once more and shot it straight up between her thighs. Jacki hunched back at it instinctively, fucking it as if it were a real man. No, no, she had to clear her mind, clear it from these obscene wanderings!
"No!" she shouted.
There was another blast of water, this time against her cum-smeared ass, then back up to her cunt. Oh, oh, it was almost like some huge cold tongue curling and twisting around and around in her body! Jacki snapped her head back, making soft moaning sounds deep in her throat as the lewd feelings began to rise from deep in her body once more. What awful powers had been touched in her body and mind? These boys had done it, had turned her into what she was now. They had unleashed forces that would have been better off left untouched. Jacki couldn't deal with them.
"Ughhhh ..."
Jacki cried out once more, her slick body jerking and snapping and crawfishing across the smooth, wet concrete. She could hear her screams echoing off the walls of the warehouse. Trying to turn sideways, trying to keep her back toward Rick, she saw him stepping around, always keeping the nozzle pointed at her. It was futile, she couldn't escape, couldn't even get on her own feet. "No, no ... "
Jacki tried keeping her tits and face away from the flow. But there was no chance of protecting any part of her body. Sobbing again, she lay on the floor, all the muscles of her body working, turning this way and that to keep the water from her mouth and nose.
Pushing her head up off the cold, wet concrete, Jacki looked once more at Rick and the others. How she loathed them! How she wanted to claw at their faces, tear out their eyes for having brought her to this horrible state! And then another blast of water across her tits made her think of other things. She felt her nipples sinking into the firm flesh of her tits under that hard flow.
Jacki jerked her hands back up to her tit tips, pressing the palms against the warm, rubbery knobs. Yes, oh yes, it felt good touching the tips, strangely good. She was aroused! Even under these terrible circumstances, the confused teen realized she was in a state of high sexual excitement. They had done this to her, had worked her up until she was gasping and thrashing under the cold water. It was as if that spray were her lover, her secret lover holding her, kissing her, tonguing her cunt and fucking her.
"No, no," she whispered, closing her eyes, trying to drive out that dreadful thought.
But there it was, coming back again in full force, grinning hellishly at her like some demonic mask. Jacki found herself panting as much from excitement as from the fight with that hose.
She covered her face with her hands, ashamed to show the boys her lust-filled eyes. The shame of feeling herself crawling around naked in front of these three, rutting in front of them because of this dum spray, horrified her. Letting out another shuddering sigh, Jacki lay on her back, wanting to die as Rick played the hose from her tits to her cunt.
"Hey, man, she givin' up?" Bobby asked, a note of disappointment in his voice.
"Don't worry, man, a bitch like this one don't give up so easy," Rick said.
He was concentrating the hose on her clit. Jacki dug her fingernails into her palms once more, biting down on her lower lip, vowing now not to make one sign, not to give them one clue that she was aroused. She couldn't, just couldn't let herself fall into that terrible trap.
But instinctively once more the girl found her hips rising and falling, making sharp, fucking movements against the water. The teen cried out in a mixture of pain, shame and lust. She let her upraised knees jerk up a little farther, then fall apart in butterfly fashion. Jacki tried to stop the insane increase of her cunty heat by holding her trembling fingers over the wet cunthairs. But her hips still rolled and jerked in a complicated rhythm with the water.
"Oooohohhhh ..."
Rick was playing wild games with her. Every time the girl slid her hands over her pussy, he moved the water to spatter at her asshole or nipples. The splashing waves of water bounced off her tits and filled her nostrils and mouth. Jacki turned her head to one side, coughing and gasping for air, spitting out the water.
"Stop it ... oh God, you're gonna kill me if you ... if you keep this up," she screamed, her wails again bouncing off the walls.
Desperately the girl shoved her right fist into her mouth, gnawing at the knuckles, trying to keep from screaming out the growing tight, hot feeling in her pussy. Oh no, no, no matter how much the hosing aroused her, Jacki didn't want them to see her starting to cum. That would be too much. They had seen her climax before, but not like this. There was something unspeakably dirty about reaching orgasm while thrashing around on her own with only water playing on and off her convulsing pussy.
And it wouldn't be long before the climax building in her cunt went off. She could feel the tension in her crotch, the slow opening and closing of her cuntal muscles. She cinched her eyes shut and lay there, completely exposed to the water. The girl hoped the man would stop when she started to cum. If he kept on, Jacki knew she wouldn't be able to do anything until her climax tapered off.
"Aggghhhhh ..."
Shamelessly, Jacki twisted her hips, trying to get as much excitement for her clit as possible. The hot mass of sensations between her thighs grew more and more, sharpening into a terrible focus as the water kept beating at her clit.
"No, ohhhhhhh ..."
Her voice choked. Her flesh squeaked on the cement floor. Jacki knew all the cum from her fuckings had washed off now. She wanted to feel that incredible release once more. She needed that pulsing, vibrating feeling washing over her mind, making her muscles cramp with excitement, blanching every thought except that of sex. She gritted her teeth, humping her thighs up and down, slapping her white, jiggling asscheeks against the floor, trying to push herself over the edge.
Rick saw what was about to happen and swept the water from her cunt. The sudden loss of pressure in her pussy made the girl cry out with frustration. She twisted her head around, peered up at the leering trio. They knew it, saw her nearing the edge of climax. No, they didn't want her cumming yet. They were having too much fun watching her rut in front of them, fucking the stream, silently begging them for more. Good lord, how she wanted to kill them, destroy them all!
"Unnghhhhhh ..."
The water shot back against her clit again! Rick was taking careful aim with his hose now, his movements adding to the rush of feelings all through Jacki's body.
"Yagghghhh!"
Damn him! Damn him! Once more the hose blasted water across her tightening belly and onto her tits. Jacki felt the spray toying with her nipples longer this time around, forcing the rubbery tips up toward her face. The swell of her tits throbbed under the cold, steady flow.
"Come on, baby, come on, maybe if you play with yourself you can bring your cunt off," Rick mocked.
"Yeah, come on, slip them fingers in and outta your fuckin' pussy. Play with your clit like I did when I was fuckin' your ass," Jack taunted.
Her climax! It was there, just out of reach. Jacki could feel herself straining, lowering her hips. She had to feel the water on her clit. The whole top of her cunt seemed to be tied up in knots of hunger, waiting for the last shove over the edge. Her hips rolled and circled, looking for that last bit of sensuality.
And then the water was gone again. Jacki felt her cunt flinch, clenching like a fist. She could almost hear the slapping of her cunt-walls as they snapped down on absolutely nothing. Jacki couldn't believe how the feelings down there had increased!
"Come on, baby, rut it out, come on," Rick encouraged.
She was completely out of control. Jacki wanted to scream, but her chest was so tight. The water and gut-wrenching explosion of her climax wouldn't let her do anything except move around like some damned zoo animal. She writhed on the floor, agonized by the feeling between her legs.
She knew her mind was fading out even as she tried to regain control of her body. The sound of the water drowned out their laughter and her curses. She rolled over, feeling the stream blasting against her ass. Jacki strangled on her sobs now, her breath being choked off by her roaring climax. The room darkened even more. Jacki dragged her clawing fingers on the cement, still trying to get away from that terrifying stream. "Unghhhh ..."
Her flesh was tight, stretched over her bones and muscles by the chill. Her nipples hurt, the wrinkly areolas tightening until the whole surface of each tit pained her. Somehow Jacki managed to get back to the wall, still clawing wildly to get away.
"Noooo ..."
Still cumming, still feeling her cunt snapping shut on nothing but the water, the girl climbed up, her head back to Rick. The hose forced water at her shoulders, pinning her tits against the cinderblocks. Jacki's arms weakened, then collapsed, and she slid down to the floor. Everything around her was getting ever darker.
"Come on, baby, come on, keep on pump-in' them hips. Show us your stuff," Jack mocked.
"Yeah, man, show us how hard you can cum," Bobby shouted.
Jacki moaned as she felt the world slip into her pussy. The water stopped and the whole room fell into a strange silence.