Chapter 9
Jack sat Kathy hard on the bicycle seat, making sure her knees were hugging the vehi-cle. Small stirrups were drawn over the tops of her naked feet, fastened to the pedals. These kept her soles firmly attached to the bicycle. Big John was doing the same thing with her sister Jan, copping feels of her ass and cunt along the way.
"Oh God!" Kathy moaned.
"Now we have something that's gonna make you feel good and clean . . . when your sister starts peddlin'," Jack said.
Kathy watched as he pulled out a long cylinder about ten inches long and two inches thick. There were tiny holes drilled throughout the tub which glistened under the overhead bulb. A long, opaque plastic tube hung from the bottom of the cylinder, flapping about as the big stud snapped it to the front of her seat, then twisted it around until it pressed against her pussy. Kathy stiffened, shivering at the cold metallic touch.
"Already you're getting excited, wondering what the hell's gonna happen, right?" Jack said. -
Jack knelt down, working with the tube below her. Casting her eyes down, the blond teen could see the bicycle was some kind of pump. Pedaling, apparently, activated the makeshift machine. Looking down a second time, she saw a large can shoved up against the rear tire of the bike.
"And now for the rest of it," Jack con-tinued, pulling several black wires out from behind the seat. Small pincers were attached to the ends, pincers he quickly opened with one hand and clamped hard onto her stiffening tit nubs.
The tiny silvery teeth bit into her rubbery flesh, sending shocks of pain and strange need down to her pussy. She squirmed on the seat as he attached the second wire to her other nip-ple, slipping a third between her asscheeks and up into her asshole. Kathy squirmed again, beads of perspiration breaking out on her forehead. She looked again at Jan and saw the brunette was similarly being wired.
"And now for the rest," Jack said.
He dropped his hand, twisting the cold silver tube around until the head was pressing against Kathy's cunt. She felt her pussylips quivering, spreading apart as he split her cunt with his fingers. Then the tube slid in.
"Uhhhhhhh!" she gasped.
The cold metal made her velvety, seepy cun-tal lining quiver, then squiggle down tightly against the hard invading cylinder. Her thighs' chilled, tightening around the framework of the bicycle while her toes curled until they cramped. A shout from in front of her told Kathy that her sister was enduring the same humiliation. She worked her ass against the small, hard, uncomfortable seat, her ass jig-gling with every movement she made.
"Okay, you're all set to go," Jack said, rub-bing his hands briskly together. "Oh yeah, didn't tell you what's gonna happen when you two start peddlin'-and you're gonna start, believe me. "This thing's kinda a pump and generator, all thrown together at once." He said ran one finger along the tubes. "You move the pedals," he said, looking at Kathy,. "and she gets a spurt of cold water up her pussy. Not only that," Jack continued, his lips twisting into that horrid smile again, "she gets a good smack of electricity to boot. That makes the cleanin' all that much more fun, right baby?"
Kathy shuddered, her cunt muscles still grip-ping that horrible thing tightly as if it were a prick. She wouldn't pedal. She wouldn't put her sister through a kind of hell again.
But Jack, Frank, and Big John would have none of her defiance. When she refused to move, Jack knelt down, pressing one hand against her right foot and moving it around. The machine ground into action, sending a stream of cold water and voltage into the girl opposite.
"Uhhhhhhhh!" Jan gasped.
Jan stiffened, her elbows straightening while her spine snapped backward. The girl's dulled eyes suddenly burned while her nostrils flared. Droplets of water sprayed out in a fine veil from around her pussy while Jan's nipples stif-fened and reddened even more against the biting pincers.
"Now it's your sister's turn," Jack said, nodding to Frank.
The big stud moved to Jan and dropped to his knees, grabbing her feet and forcing them around to pedal the machine. Instantly Kathy felt the fine, stinging cold spray of water biting into her cuntal walls. She nearly flew off the seat from the sensation, her pussy buckling under the strange feeling of ice water prickling her warm, moist cuntflesh. And then there was the electricity-electrons biting into her nip-ples, making them sting and itch at the same time while her asshole clenched like a tight fist. A fart escaped from her shitter noisily, embar-rassing the young blonde as she still squirmed on her seat.
"Yeah, that's it . . . that's the way I want you two to do it. Now come on," Jack urged.
Jack and Frank coached the girls at first, forcing their feet around and around, laughing as they moaned and shrieked at the cold water and electricity. In a moment, the men didn't have to kneel there. No. Both girls had slowly begun to pedal by themselves, sending the elec-tricity and water streaming into one another's body.
"Ohhhh . . . uhhhhh, you're . . . you're freezing my cunt," Jan groaned.
"Don't . . . don't pedal so fast," Kathy gasped back, her arms flopping uselessly against the chrome handles while her thighs tightened.
"Go for it!" Big John yelled.
Kathy's feet began to whirl around and around, the grinding sound of the wheels purring higher and higher. Water sprayed hard in-to her pussy, touching all the sensitive mem-branes, stinging the aroused nerve endings into action. Kathy found herself fucking the cylinder, leaning forward and putting more weight on the tube, then sliding back and let-ting the spray tickle her clit. She hunched her head into her shoulders, feeling a warm squig-gly feeling wash over her flesh. And that cur-rent! Jan was pedaling faster now, sending a higher voltage crashing into Kathy's body. Kathy nearly forgot about the water as her tits seemed to swell with the rushing electrons. Kathy curled her fingers tightly around the handlebars, her knuckles whitening while her head lolled from side to side. It was all she could do to keep her balance. Her flesh crawl-ed with the rushing electricity, burning around her nipples and shitter as Jan screamed with delight and pain.
"Oh, no, no more, no more!" Kathy groan-ed.
But Kathy couldn't help herself. Her feet flew around, becoming a blur. Grinding her teeth together, she felt a ball of sexual hunger whirling around in her belly, threatening to ex-plode like a bomb as more water and electricity shot into her cunt, tits and asshole.
Hot and stinging-that was the only way Kathy could describe it. It was as if some terri-ble beast were stalking inside her, tearing at her belly, her tits, her cunt. She shifted back and forth on the narrow hard seat now, fuck-ing the tube, bouncing her ass frantically on the yellow plastic. The wires slapped together across her tits, the pincers nearly falling off her nipples more than once. How her knees ached from pedaling so fast! And yet she felt she had to go faster. Kathy felt she had to pump harder, more quickly in order to bring herself off. Yes, she had to pedal faster to find-that orgasm that was just out of reach. Bend-ing forward, setting her jaw firmly in deter-mination, the girl shook the loose hair from her eyes and pumped all the more furiously. Her body was covered with a thick sheen of perspiration as Kathy increased her efforts.
Jan nearly fell from the bike. Her legs were whirling around also, her feet sending the sharp current into her sister's cunt, tits and asshoie. She flopped from side to side, less controlled than Kathy. At times Frank had to rush up to her to keep her on the machine.
"Come on, baby, come on and make your sister real happy," Frank coaxed, sitting her squarely back on the small yellow seat.
"Noo . . . awful . .
"No it ain't, baby. I can see that in your eyes. You dig it . . . just like your sister does," Frank said, slapping her across the face to bring her around. The girl moaned, getting a better grip around the handlebars and keep-ing up her pedaling.
Sparks of climax showered into Jan's cunt, making the walls clench down hard on the spit-ting cylinder. Still the water came, stinging and caressing and scratching that terrible itch.
Kathy laughed and cried alternately, her body dancing on the spearing dildo while her knees hammered hard against the bicycle. The current was taking her strength away now, turning her into an exhausted animal.
"Man, they're both gonna cum. Yeah, I think blondie over there's makin' it," Jack said.
Kathy could have died. She heard the men dimly over her own orgasmic explosion laughing at her, watching her like some kind of laboratory animal as she rutted shamelessly in front of them. But there was nothing she could do. The water, the electricity, everything was making her clit and pussy behave wildly. She sat back, drawing the cylinder from her cunt until just the rounded head remained trapped between her inner and outer pussylips. The fine spray concentrated completely on her clit now, increasing those throbbing pulses to such a degree that Kathy found herself moaning to each one.
Jan pumped faster. Kathy's asshole blew out, puckered in, then exploded once more. She was cumming at both ends! Kathy fell for-ward, striking her forehead on the handlebars while she gripped them like a mad woman.
The world seemed to crash into Kathy's cunt. Everyone faded away from her. Only. that thing in her cunt touching and stinging her clit mattered. Again and again the explosive pulses shot through her body, taking away every ounce of whatever pride she had left.
Still Jan didn't stop. The girl was going wild, her head snapping from left to right, her long brown hair whipping across her face. At times the strands hid her dulled, lust-filled eyes.
Kathy stared, at her rutting sister. Jan was bouncing on that awful cylinder now, her knees straightening, bending, then straightening once more, her inner thighs tight against the bicycle while her tits flopped up nearly to her chin. Her mouth was opened, letting out strangled, grunting sounds of delight. She stared dumbly back at Kathy, her lips about curl into a smile. Then a particularly powerful spasm of climax passed through her pussy and her smile turned into a grimace. Closing her eyes, Jan let out a terrible howl, snapping her head back while her hands slid back and forth on the handlebars. Kathy closed her eyes. She couldn't stare at her sister. She just couldn't. There were more important things going on, besides. Her cunt was spasming, tightening, relaxing, then tightening around the spraying cylinder. She was cumming hard and fast.' Bawling like a cat in heat, Kathy pitched and rolled on the terrible cycle, her feet pumping as if her life depended on it.
Finally, exhausted, Kathy slowed her pedal-ing. Slumping forward, her hair curtaining her face, the blonde teen let out a moan of defeat, sighing greatly. Jan, she could tell, had also slackened her pace. In a moment, both girls were still, their torsos slumped over the handlebars. Kathy heard the gentle dripping of water from her bicycle seat to the large puddle below. It was a testimony to the horror she and Jan had undergone.
"I told you, man, she digs this kinda shit. They had to pedal hard," Jack said, nudging Frank hard in the ribs.
"Fuckin' sluts. They're better than them whores we get up here sometimes," Frank said.
Big John nodded in agreement, scratching his cock and balls. "They whimp around too much. These two. . . fuck, they're really into it.'' `
Kathy refused to move, resting her head on her fingers. The cold metal of the handlebars comforted her burning cheeks as she listened to the men laugh about her and her sister.
"Watchin' them makes me super hot again," Frank said, about to reach for Kathy.
"Wait. We ain't through with them . . . like this," Jack said, restraining his buddy, then bending down and forcing Jan's leg around.
Jan snapped to, bolting upright from her seat. She let out a sharp cry, then tumbled headlong from the bicycle to the floor with a loud crash. Kathy jerked her head up and saw her sister tangled in the tubes and wiring of the device.
"Oh, someone help her!" Kathy cried.
Frank scooped Jan up, pulling the wires from her tits and asshole, then let her rest on the floor, face down. Jan was clawing the floor lightly, moaning while keeping her eyes shut.
"Let's see how much this blonde can take. She's a lot feistier than her sister, I think," Jack said, his eyes narrowing. "String her up on the pulley."
Frank moved away from Jan, pulling Kathy off the bicycle. She yelped, feeling the cold cylinder slip from the grip of her pussy. She banged the backs of her heels against the device, kicking and yelling as he dragged her over her sister, then to the right where Big John and Jack were preparing a rope.
"No! No!" Kathy cried.
Frank held her firmly, bracing her legs with his while holding both her hands in front of her. Jack worked quickly, figure-eighting a half-inch line around her wrists, securing the rope with a slipknot. Bit John lowered the rope above her, securing the free end around her wrists, then stepped away to a winch. There were those horribly familiar grinding sounds as the line tightened, vibrated, then groaned as it lifted the girl three inches from the floor.
"You've been through most of the paces ex-cept this one," Jack said.
Jack's pronouncement sounded like the knell of doom. Kathy felt, her joints starting to hurt. The strain on her wrists and shoulders grew worse as she folded her legs over one another. The `thought of having her cunt so vulnerable like this made the girl tremble. Jack was holding a whip. It wasn't like the leather board with thongs he had struck her with before. This was a regular whip, the long black leather end trailing over the floor like a snake! Kathy twisted against the rope, feeling her heart pounding hard. Her cunt was still warm and squirmy from the climax she had experienced on that machine.
I bet if your old man ever found out what the fuck you girls have been doing he'd be piss-ed," Jack said, slowly walking around the hanging blonde teen. Kathy followed his voice with her mind, staring straight ahead and feel-ing perspiration start to ooze from under her stretched arms. "He'd whip the shit outta you both. Well, I'm gonna help him out."
Jack walked in front of her again, the tip of his whip trailing across the rich underswells of her tits. Kathy looked down, her eyes wide and unblinking, a pulse throbbing in her throat. She swallowed hard, licking her dry cracked lips. Then, with a quick movement, Jack step-ped back, bracing his body while raising his arm high over his head.
"Nooooo!" Kathy yelled.
The black whip cracked and whistled in the air, making Kathy jerk against the rope like a puppet. She raised her eyes, `flinching on the ropes as the horrid instrument of torture sliced down toward her.
"Eagghghghghhhhhh!" she screamed.
She never knew something could hurt and burn so badly! The black whip bit into her right tit, leaving a long red welt over her tit. The girl jerked her hips back, her asscheeks bouncing from- the move while her ribs heaved up mightily. Throwing back her head, the teen yowled like a savage, twisting her fingers around the rope while the muscles of her arms knotted from the tension. Her nipple felt as if it had been ripped from her tit. Kathy glanced down to make sure it was in place and not bleeding.
"Yeah, that's it." Jack smiled grimly at her, rubbing his cock with his free hand before bracing himself for another blow.
Jan roused herself from her stupor and pushed the hair from her eyes. Seeing Kathy dangling from the ceiling, she bawled with ter-ror. "No, let her down! Oh God, I'll do anything, just don't hit her like that!"
"Shaddup!" Frank booted the frantic brunette in the jaw, sending her spinning backward from the force of that blow.
Kathy cried out against her fate, kicking hr legs out defiantly, then feeling the tearing, bobbing sensation pull at her arms and wrists. Jack sneered, drew back, then sent the whip crashing forward twice. He slashed a broad X on her belly.
"Yaghghghh! Owwwwwwwywahghghgh!" Kathy screamed.
He could be flaying the flesh from her bones for all she knew. Kathy screamed loudly, her cries bouncing off the walls and mocking her torment. She grunted loudly after a hard spasm in her belly, drawing her legs up until the knees nearly rose past her belly button, something popped in her shoulder.
Jack moved in another direction, striking the whip just under her kneecap with the mid-dle of the whip. Kathy snapped her head back once more, her ankle jerking forward. Jack grabbed it, pulling her forward. Her body swung away from the center of the overhead pulley. The girl screamed, feeling her arm muscles separating from the bone.
"Noooo . . . ayaghghghghhh!" she screamed.
"Go for it, bitch!" Jack yelled.
He let her go, watching with a grim smile as she swung backward, her skull and spine strik-ing the wall behind. Surely this was it, the end of her torture. Grimly, Kathy thought this would end in death as he beat her into the grave!