Chapter 8
"Ohhhhhh . .
"Get it in all the way, man, shove it to her till she croaks!" Jack shouted.
At the top of her split cuntlips the girl's stiff clit was throbbing. When Big John came to the end of his stroke, the hairs on his groin ground into the nerve-rich nub. Kathy came unglued, her body shivering and trembling with unspeakable delight while her cunt sheath curl-ed even more tightly around John's prick. The nippled ends of her tits exploded into wild sen-sations of ecstasy, stabbing down against the stud's chest.
"Fuck `er good."
Jack was snuggling up against her, rolling the girl up somewhat from the floor, then scooting his naked body under her. Im-mediately Kathy felt the hot, slick pressure of his prick against her asscheeks. She knew what was going to happen. She knew he was going to fuck her ass, fuck his prick into her shitter the way Big John had done hours ago. But all she could do was hunch her thighs up, keeping her pussy tilted down while the stud made her clit shiver and explode again and again with delight.
Jack was reaching down now, his hands cupping her asscheeks. Kathy let out a groan, feeling his warm fingers pressing into her ass. She could feel the crack spreading, feel her asshole exposed to the air. There was more shuffling under her. Then Kathy felt something very hot pressing up against her asshole. Once again she was going to get ass-fucked. But this time there was a cock in her pussy, reaming her out as well.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Kathy squealed as she felt the fleshy cheeks of her ass being split once more by a hard cock. That awful ache was back again, making her knees rattle. "No, don't!"
"Shut up!" Jack groaned from behind her.
"You want to swing all the way, baby. Don't tell me any different. The more things we do to you, the more you dig it. So keep that yap uhhhhhh. . . shut while we get down and fuck the shit outta you." "Can't take it, can't . .
Kathy's mind was going blank with pain as Jack began working his cock in a slow, grind-ing motion. Fuck juice lubed the head of his prick well as he pushed into her wrinkly asshole. Kathy felt her bowels churning around while her belly tightened and cramped. Big John hesitated for a moment, then began hammering his prick hard against her clit. Im-mediately Kathy felt her cunt go into spasms, her clit sparking like a Fourth of July sparkler. She threw her head back, nearly forgetting about the painful intrusion in her ass.
"Uhhhhh!"
Jack was gripping her shoulders for sup-port, hunching up, squirming more under her body as he worked an inch of his prick into her asshole. His cock slipped farther and farther between her soft, spread asscheeks. Soon the head of his cock popped through the tense rub-bery ring of her asshole.
Kathy pleaded and begged as she felt that prick fucking insistently into her tight little asshole. How it hurt! Yet Big John was fuck-ing her harder and harder, taking away the blinding pain from her shitter.
"She's loosenin' up . . . uhhhh . . . yeah, loosenin' up finally. Christ, she's a hot little fuckin' bitch," Jack moaned.
Kathy gasped, sweat streaking her violated body as she sucked in ragged, choked breaths. Suddenly the girl felt her ass-ring giving way, loosening up completely. The pain was gone. Jack grunted in triumph, his fingers curling tightly around her narrow shoulders and press-ing down. His prick slipped all the way in. Kathy felt her body penetrated by two hard cocks, two of them! It was as if someone had shoved a giant spear all the way through her gut. The stiff hardness, the added heat inside her made the girl shiver and jerk like a speared fish against the two men. She was surrounded by men, penetrated by those two cocks. The girl threw away years of moral training, giving herself completely over to the wild feelings coursing through her veins.
"Uhhhhh!"
She found herself pinned against Big John's hairy chest. Frantically she began hunching in sharp, jerky movements against the grunting stud. She groaned in pleasure as she felt him shoving back, splitting her cunt again and again with his hefty cockmeat.
"Baby, baby," Big John said, sucking at her mouth once more.
He was twisting his ass around, moving his cock inside the tight-fitting lips of' her fat pussy. Kathy could feel his balls drawing up against her. She thought about how full of hot jizz his balls were and began fucking her hips back and forth, back and forth, screwing her tormented body onto those two pricks.
"Hot pussy, man. Christ, she's hot no mat-ter where the hell I fuck `er," Big John groan-ed, fucking his cockmeat hard into her cunt.
"Yeah, I can tell why you liked fuckin' her butt. She's goin' nuts back here, pumping them cheeks up against my prick! Man, it's like she's got a second pussy in her shitter. You feel things back here like you do up there in your Goddamned cunt, slut?"
Kathy couldn't answer even if she wanted to. Panting, her mind blanking from sexual arousal, the girl wanted to feel those cocks tearing her apart. She wanted to feel the hot cum burning into her body, scalding her ass and pussy like hot lava. How she wanted it!
Big John locked his mouth down onto hers and nearly choked her throat with his tongue. Spit ran down in streams as they sucked and tongued one another. Kathy had no shame.at this point she couldn't lie to them, couldn't pretend she was a disinterested victim. She felt her throat start to throb in time to her clit and shitter. Her body was consumed with fire, hunching back and forth, going out of control, fucking and getting fucked.
"Huhhhhhrrr! Huhhhhhrrrr!" she growled in passion.
"Man, gonna do it, gonna do it now!" Big John groaned.
"Yeah, dump it in the bitch, man, fuck her cunt off!" Jack cried back.
Gripping her around the waist, Jack fucked his prick all the way into her asshole and held it there. The girl screamed into Big John's mouth. She could feel Jack's prick squirming and jerking deep inside her body as if his cock were a small, frightened animal. And then Big John shot off, his cock sending wads of his hot cum burning into her cunt walls.
Kathy tore her lips from his mouth and let out a wail of despair mixed with pleasure. She felt the throbbing waves of climax starting in her pussy. The walls of her cunt shook, clutch-ed, then grabbed hard onto Big John's fucking prick. The pulsing grew stronger, more violent until she knew she was going to cum hard and fast. Her tongue shoved back into his throat while she dug her nails into her ass.
Big John's cum started shooting harder, burning down the tube of his prick like flam-ing oil. His streaming load jetted out, spattering into the burning heat of Kathy's pussy. The young teen felt herself losing control even more than before, She was going mad, insane with the wild delight of being fucked by two men. The tremendous spasms that roared through her pussy sent her floating away. She moaned and screamed, wriggling between the two hard-muscled, hairy bodies. Her clit jerk-ed in time to the pulsing of the pricks sending cum shooting into her body. Her mouth and ear were being sucked and tongued while her cunt muscles grabbed again and again at Big John's prick. And behind her she could feel her asshole getting all wet and greasy from Jack's spurting cum. Yes, he was dumping his load in her ass., the second time that day she had been fucked back there. Wildly the girl pumped her ass back and forth, squeezing every muscle in her body as hard as she could. Fucked. Really fucked. That's what they said she and her sister would be. And it was true! Both she and Jan had experienced more in the past few hours than most women did in years of living. She sighed heavily, feeling her body sink into the floor. She was exhausted, drained from the torture, from the agony of watching her sister raped and beaten, from the delight of being double-fucked.
"Man, oh man. . ."
They rested there, a tangle of arms and legs, for several minutes. Jack finally pulled free, bracing his palms against Kathy's back and pulling his prick from her shitter. The girl moaned, hunching her ass back slightly, still feeling the dying throbs of Big John's prick in her cunt.
"Good, fuckin' good," Big John murmured. "Yeahhh, love fuckin' that ass. We gotta try this again soon," Jack said, wiping his prickhead off on the girl's asscheeks, smearing shit and cum.
They pulled from her body, leaving her panting on the floor like a beaten, exhausted animal. Cum leaked from both fuck-holes. Frank had long since pulled up from Jan, hav-ing untied her. Blinking her eyes, Kathy realiz-ed her sister had been a witness to her double-fuck. Jan was biting her pouting lower lip, the long red scratches on her thighs and arms a sign of her own fuck.
"Oh, Kathy. . ." Jan started to say.
"Aw, ain't that sweet," Frank said with mockery heavy in his voice.
"Yeah, sounds like they're gonna cry or somethin'. Too bad about the fuckin', baby. But we can't keep fuckin' you all damned night. You two get back in the damned cell. We'll deal with you later," Jack said.
Frank and Big John hitched up their Levi's, tucking in their shirts, then shoving the beaten, defeated girls down the corridor back to their hovel. Kathy kept her head down, her long blonde hair curtaining her face. She felt like the most wretched creature on earth. She thought about what had happened, about how the men had treated her and Jan. She thought about the ropes, about the cuffs, about the fucking, and, to her amazement, she found herself weakly smiling.
"Inside!" Big John snapped.
Frank shoved Kathy forward so hard she stumbled, one leg twisting around the other. Pitching forward, she landed on the flats of her hands, her elbows hurting from the sudden fall. Her knees scraped painfully on the flagstone floor. There was another pounding sound behind her. Jan had been shoved down as well, her head striking the damp, slick stones. The sharp sound of the door slamming hard made both girls jump.
"Oh, Kathy, what's happening to us?" Jan finally sobbed, pushing herself up from the floor and peering through her scraggly brown hair at her sister.
"What do you mean?"
Jan shook her head, lowering her eyes for a moment, then staring back at her sister.
"I saw you. . . I saw you enjoying what was happening to you.. . those men."
Jan couldn't go on any further. For the first time since her ordeal had begun, Kathy felt something like shame and guilt pass through her.
"And then there was me," Jan resumed, her voice quieter, but still trembling. "1 . . . 1 fought those men, but . . . I liked what was happening later on. 1 liked it, Kathy, I liked it!''
Jan stared at her sister after the confession, her hands on her burning cheeks. Tears streamed down from her eyes, streaking her face as she stared with confusion and guilt at Kathy.
"1 don't know what's happening either, Jan. I only know we don't have a choice in any of this," Kathy said, trying to keep her mind off the right and wrong of this situation. She couldn't think of her mother and father. She couldn't think of her home, of her bed, of the secure times she squeezed down between the blankets, drawing them over her head and feel-ing there was nothing in the world that could touch her.
"That doesn't help . . . it just doesn't," the brunette moaned, shaking her head and cover-ing her eyes with both hands. "They tied me up and then . . . then raped me with that. . ." She couldn't go on for a moment, her voice choked with the horror of the memory. "And then. . . and then, when they tore my cherry away, they almost split me in two with that . . . thing, Kathy." She paused, staring hard at her sister. "I liked that! I started liking that, and I liked it even more when they fucked me with it."
"Don't think about it."
Kathy skittered over to her sister, gathering her up in her arms and drawing her close.
"We can't think about it. They'll find us soon and get us out."
"I don't think I can face daddy after all this," Jan sobbed, shaking her head from side to side. "I keep seeing myself. And what's worse, I keep feeling those men on top of me! Oh Kathy, I'm so scared. I don't know what I'm going to do!"
"It's okay, okay." -
Kathy held Jan tightly. Her sister's mount-ing terror and guilt helped her get through this difficult time. She knelt there with Jan, rock-ing gently back and forth, closing her eyes and trying to remember home without pain. It was difficult. She thought of how she and Jan had been laughing and joking only a day before. They had had no cares at all. They had friends. And now both of them had been raped repeatedly; their bodies tortured, their pride stripped from them with their clothes. Now they huddled like wartime refugees, trying to comfort one another while Jack and his buddies planned more hideous torments for them. Again the two girls were in a waiting game.
They knelt there breathlessly, Jan finally end-ing her sobs and regaining some measure of normalcy. Kathy held her, feeling numb for the first time since Jack had fucked her with the poker. Every sound in the large, dimly lit room made her think they were coming back for her and her sister. But no one entered. She and Jan crouched there for what seemed like an hour, their hearts skipping beats while nothing happened.
Soon the girls grew drowsy, falling into a light sleep. Jan went first, her even breathing a lullaby to Kathy who dropped off as well. She drifted into a restless sleep, her dreams more erotic than her day images. Kathy kept seeing Jack holding her, fucking her with something monstrous while the others pointed and laugh-ed. Even her sister was there in her dreams, smirking down at her while she threw her arms around Big John and skewered her young pussy onto his fat cock.
Suddenly Kathy found herself jerking upright, her hair streaming down her shoulders. They were there again, like three demons risen from hell to torment her and her sister. Kathy looked down at Jan. The girl was curled up, one hand draped over her eyes while the other stretched out toward her. She looked so peaceful, so innocent.
"Gonna clean out your pussy for a while. You got all that cum up there and your shitter. Ain't right for a nice, middle-class bitch like you to be walkin' around with all the crap rot-tin' inside."
Jack was working his fingers against one another, that same cruel smile twisting his lips up. Kathy instinctively edged back toward her sister until her naked asscheeks pressed against Jan's outstretched hand.
Jan stirred, still asleep. Jack and Frank step-ped to either side of Kathy, scooping her up off the floor. Big John pressed the heel of his boot hard against Jan's face, awakening her with the pressure. The brunette screamed a wail of the damned, her legs and arms spasming out from her body.
"Drag that cunt inside," Jack said.
Kathy went limp, hearing her sister pro-testing wildly behind her. There were the harsh sounds of slaps followed by a wail bouncing off the damp walls. Then there was nothing but the sounds of someone being dragged behind her. She could well imagine what hap-pened.
They were going down the corridor she was beginning to know so well by now. Her toes scraped over the floor at times, the men carry-ing her most of the time. They made their way carefully down a set of well-worn stone steps. The dampness increased, chilling the girl's white flesh. Kathy narrowed her eyes, peering through the gathering gloom. It seemed to press in on her like a tangible force. If ever there were a place for an execution this was it! She hunched in her head, feeling a frightened
"What is this place?"
Jack opened another door and signaled with a nod of his head to drag the girl in. Big John was behind him, easily pulling the moaning Jan behind him.
"We're gonna see just how sisterly you two can be," Frank said.
They let Kathy go, moving to either side of the girl. Big John dumped Jan at her feet. Kathy looked around the room, expecting to find the usual instruments of torment hanging from the walls. There was nothing, however, that could suggest this was another torture chamber in the old Victorian mansion. There was something, however, to one side, standing bulkily in the gloom. Jack moved to an overhead bulb, reached up and pulled the chain. Instantly a yellow light bathed what ap-peared to be a kind of bicycle. There were two of them-two halves, more exactly, each fac-ing the other. Wires and tubes dangled in pro-fusion from the strange instruments. Kathy wrinkled up her forehead, cocking her head to one side as she studied the strange thing. Doubtlessly it was going to cause her and her sister more pain, more degradation. There was an air of scientific sophistication about this thing, however, that aroused her curiosity. Kathy took one step toward it, stopping as Jack moved up to the double bike.
"Got you curious, eh? Yeah, it's somethin' me and the boys been workin' on for a couple of months. We saw it in one of those mags-slave things. We didn't want to spend the money, so tried to make it on our own. You gals gonna be the first to try it out here."
Kathy inhaled sharply, unsure of whether she was glad of this honor or not.