Chapter 2
Again, the girl scratched her nails against the concrete floor, shuddering as she felt the finger that had been fucking her cunt slipping out, making a wet, sucking sound. She lay there panting, her mind blank, her body expectant, alive to the slightest touch, waiting for the ultimate feeling-the touch of a man's cock against her violated cunt.
She felt him sliding between her splayed thighs while his fingers gripped her hipbones and drew her ass up from the floor. He was going to fuck her from behind, fucking her dog-style, fucking her like an animal!
"No! Oh, no! Nooooo!"
Her head hung down, her long blonde hair curtaining her face as more shame flushed her face. There was the sensation of something hard and hot and thick rubbing up against her ass now. His prick! Gus had promised his cock was long and thick, and now she could tell he was telling the awful truth! That thick monster cock rubbing against her cunt was no laughing matter. As the jerking head of his prick rested against her wide-open pussy, Ellen trembled in his grip.
And then Gus teased her, making her want his cock by rubbing it up and down against her creaming pussy slit. In a moment, the girl thought she would go insane. It made her twitch maddeningly. Ellen cringed, rubbing her forehead against the floor. His fingers tightened around her hipbones as he drew her closer, his hairy balls pillowing against her ass. An itchy, prickly spasm rushed through her cunt, making the squirmy pussy walls slap together so loudly Ellen feared Gus could hear the sound.
"Gonna fuck in now."
The fat cockhead pushed against her flattened cuntlips, stretching her pussy open even more widely than the fingers had.
Ellen opened her mouth, air rushing over her front teeth while her eyes nearly popped from her head. The girl felt her inner cuntlips stretching apart as the rubbery rim of her pussy went into spasms.
Gus was insistent, not paying any attention to the vain attempts of her cunt to keep him out. He pressed forward, drawing her up against his flat belly, shoving his knees up against the backs of her legs, leaning down while forcing his cockmeat into her fuck-hole.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
It was weird, so strange having something that hot and hard pressing into her. She let out another long, low moan, her teeth grinding wildly while a string of spit oozed from one corner of her mouth. Again and again, Ellen protested against the offending, fucking cock, wriggling her ass from side to side, trying to shake the firm grip of his fingers around her hips. Nothing worked. The tight little cunt hole resisted for one more second. Then, with a ticklish spasm, it gave way.
Ellen shuddered as his big cock started fucking into her pussy. Her legs shivered while her asscheeks tensed up against the big man's belly. Never in her young life had she experienced anything like this! The throbbing inside her body kept her completely conscious as she squirmed and twisted like an insect pinned to an examining table.
"Nice, real nice," he snarled.
Gus twisted more hair into his hand and began tugging back at it, jerking her head up, making the young girl scream more loudly as he tore strands from her scalp. The agony in her head took her mind off the fucking going on between her legs for a moment. Then the big man shoved down even farther, fucking his prick into her cunt hole past where her cherry had been. A tight, itchy spasm forced her cuntal walls down against his cockmeat a second time, stopping Gus from fucking his prick all the way into her pussy.
"Come on, baby, loosen up! I wanna feel you all the way down."
When Ellen's pussy still clamped hard, he twisted back on her hair, making her shriek more loudly, her head snapping back and forth. She fought as hard as she could, stretching both arms back and scraping her nails against his arm. But still the tearing sensation continued. Her tits slapped wetly together, the nipples hard and ticklish, while more hair was ripped from her scalp.
Finally, the spasm passed and Gus fucked in balls deep, releasing the girl's hair with a laugh.
"There, that wasn't all bad, was it?"
"Uhhh... ooooooo!"
Another spasms made the teenager shriek, feeling as if he were tearing her down right in the middle!
Gus slapped her ass with the back of his right hand, reaching down with the fingers of his other and working her cunt open gradually by petting her clit.
"Now we ride together, little bitch! Yeah, you're gonna make ol' Gus feel real nice!"
He was rocking back and forth-slowly at first, working his hips from side to side so she could feel his prick rubbing more sexily against her cuntal walls. She grunted with each downward fuck-thrust, her pussy sore from the constant fucking stimulation.
And then Gus crawled forward, his fingers sliding up over the flatness of her belly, making her wriggle under his touch. He was reaching for her tits, finding the long, stiff nipples and crushing them between his fingers until Ellen screeched with pain. The more she screamed, the harder he pinched the nubs until she felt herself blacking out.
"Fuck back, baby! Fuck back!"
He eased up on the nipple-pinching for a moment, slapping his thighs against her ass, making her body shiver with each pounding cock-thrust. The girl felt her mind sinking into a dim red haze as she felt Gus fucking her into a mindless oblivion. She cried out again, her hot tears rushing down her cheeks as she felt his prick swell even more against her clutching cuntal walls.
The constant shoves of his prick were building up feelings she had never been aware of before. If Gus hadn't been so concerned with himself, he would have seen the thrust of her asscheeks against his legs. Ellen felt herself getting higher and higher, the whirling golden ball of sensations between her legs burning into her clit. She had sensations that she knew were forbidden. But nothing could take them away from her now. They were her own private world, made all the more real by Gus's savage fucking.
"Yeah, yeah... " Gus was gasping, his hands still holding her belly, forcing her to stroke up and down with each movement of his cock. He was fucking faster, feeling the jizz boiling in his swinging balls. Ellen knew he was going to climax in a second. Yes, yes, it was time for her to have that feeling, too. That was only fair. Having undergone so much horror and pain, it was only just that she receive some of the pleasure as well.
"Do it, baby! Come on-do it!"
His words burned into her whirling mind as Ellen twisted and shoved. She felt his harsh, kneading fingers against her tits, twisting them, pulling at them, crushing her nipples once again. But this time, nothing mattered to her. The more pain he caused her, the more she enjoyed it.
Pleasure and pain merged into a horrid stew as Ellen fucked back at him, impaling herself on his rodding prick. Salty sweat blinded the teenager as she felt the heated length of his prick make her cuntal walls buckle in from the heat, caressing the pulsating prickmeat again and again. She felt him drape completely over her now, his teeth biting the nape of her neck as he came.
"Yeah, baby-take it!"
Ellen went insane with erotic sensations. She could feel the hot spattering of his jizz washing into her pussy. He slapped her hard, nearly knocking her senseless with the flat of his hand while still fucking his cock in her seething cunt.
Gus's hands butted against her asscheeks while he kept driving his fucker into her, the hot, squirmy cum blasting into her cunt. The throbbing, itchy sensation that had been aching its way through her pussy now turned into something far more intense, something that took her breath away.
"Ooooooo!"
Ellen didn't want Gus to know she had experienced any kind of pleasure. But how could she keep silent when those delicious feelings exploded again and again? Ellen felt him firing yet another load of cum into her pussy.
"Ooooohhh, God!"
How long it had lasted, the youngster didn't know. She had held on as he kept spilling his cum, the white cock cream overflowing her cunt and spattering her thighs and the crack of her ass. She felt him keeping her prisoner until the last of his jism finally shot from his cock. When he was through, Gus grunted out something unintelligible, slowly pulling from her clenching cunt.
Ellen fell to the floor, her mind still whirling from the awful fucking she had received. Turning her head to one side, she saw him stumbling around, pulling up his Levi's, slipping his now-flaccid monster cock into his trousers and zipping up.
"Nice, real nice. But it ain't nothin' compared to what we've got ready for you."
Again, she wondered why she had been singled out for this, taken from the streets and thrown into the cell as if she were a criminal. She lay still, watching him tuck his red flannel shirt into his jeans. Even when he stepped over her, without looking down, she watched him.
When the green door slammed shut and she was once again alone, Ellen continued to see him, feel him in her. She shivered, wondering why she had reacted as she had. But while she tried to figure out her emotions, another concern intruded. Could she withstand the onslaught that was sure to come? He had said something about more for her. Why in God's name were they doing this to her?
These and other questions whirled about in her mind for the next hour. Ellen had drawn herself into a tiny ball, wrapping her hands around her knees and resting her head against the tops. Surely someone would come for her. The police, some authority, someone alerted by her distraught mother.
She watched the light slowly dimming through the tiny overhead window. It was getting so dark. And here she lay, naked, shivering, raped!
Ellen had never felt so low before in her life. Even an hour after the fucking, she could still feel Gus's fingers crawling all over her, his hands slapping her cruelly while his prick... oh, that cock! The way it had shoved into her cunt and fucked her! Ellen shook her head, pushing away the dreadful chain of thoughts racing through her mind. The girl pressed a palm against the wall behind her, feeling the cool, clammy cinderblocks. She had to calm down, to cool her mind, her body.
But her blood began to pump faster as she remembered the savagery of the hour before. She was still unable to clarify her reactions to what had happened when there were more sounds outside the door. Instinctively, Ellen drew herself up into a tighter ball, her knuckles whitening as she heard the hinges squeaking.
There were two men standing there now- Gus and his buddy, the other man who had driven the car so quickly through the dark streets to this awful house.
"Gus tells me you like getting fucked. That's good," the tall, thin blond man said, running his slender fingers through his hair. "But I have other pleasures. So does Gus, for that matter."
He crooked one skinny finger at her, a movement that commanded her to stand.
Ellen hesitated for only a moment, quickly tensing her thighs, unfolding her legs and rising from the cold, uncomfortable floor. She could feel something cool oozing from her pussy and realized to her embarrassment that it was Gus's cum. Neither man seemed to notice, however, Gus motioning for Ellen to leave her cell.
Keeping her eyes lowered, Ellen brushed past the two men, ignoring Gus's pinching of her ass. She walked along a narrow corridor, noticing several more cells-now empty-to either side of her. She made her way to a double door at the other end of this blackened hall.
"Stop. This way."
The tall blond man fished out a ring of keys, took one and opened the door, pushing Ellen roughly into the darkness. She stubbed her toe on something, pitching forward, her arms flailing out in front for balance. Brushing away the hair from her face, she narrowed her eyes, trying to make out where she was. Gus turned on an overhead red light, the illumination barely revealing the odd, grotesque shape of what Ellen could only guess was some kind of machinery in the large room.
"Over there, by the table."
She passed several odd-looking contraptions, still trying to keep her eyes lowered as she shuffled toward the indicated table. Stopping at the front edge, Ellen looked up and saw several frightening-looking pulleys and chains hanging from eye hooks driven into the ceiling above. At the end were cuffs-two metal, two black leather with worn sheepskin lining.
"Get down on there-belly first, stupid," the tall blond said, slapping Ellen across the face when she started to sit on the edge.
The girl rubbed her face, feeling the studied, cold sadism emanating from this man. He was worse, she thought, than Gus, if that were possible. She turned around, her legs dangling over the back edge of the table, her head hanging down over the front.
Gus told her to bring her arms back, her fingers touching her hipbones. This she did, feeling both men drawing them back farther. Above, there were the sounds of creaking and clanking, particles of dust tickling her back as the cuffs lowered until they brushed her bare ass.
Gus slipped the sheepskin-lined cuffs over her wrists, cinching them tightly. Ellen complained that the leather would surely cut off the circulation to her fingers. But nothing mattered. And when she begged them to let her go because the drawing-back pressure was hurting her shoulders, the men only chuckled obscenely.
"Now, the legs, baby."
Ellen felt both men drawing her legs up, bending them back at the knees until her ankles were brushing up against the second set of cuffs. These they clamped around her ankles, both sets of restraints pulling her body into a broad-shaped U.
What happened next made the girl sweat with even more pain and disbelief. Gus took her legs, now supported by the cuffs and overhead chains, bending them back until her ankles brushed up against her wrists. Ellen groaned, bending her neck back, feeling the awful strain of this awkward position crushing her spine. Holding her in this way, Gus watched as his buddy attached two double-linked chains through both cuffs, attaching her bound wrists to her bound ankles.
It was horrid! Her thighs knotted up, cramping the muscles while her back ached from the bent-back position.
"Now, haul 'er up," the blond man said.
She saw Gus by the far wall now, turning a ratchet, tightening the chains above her. To her horror, Ellen felt the strain increase against her ankles and wrists, the pressure eventually telegraphing to her spine. They were hauling her up from the table like a sack of potatoes! Her body began to sway gently from side to side while the cuffs drew her higher and higher.
"That's enough."
The pain in her spine nearly made Ellen faint as she hung there above the table, her tits flat against her heaving chest, her body bent backward, trapped by the chains and cuffs as she hung from the ceiling.
"She's gonna go nowhere... 'til we tell her old lady where she can pick her up."
"Ohhhhh... my mother? Oh, God!"
"C'mon. Let's give her something to think about for a while. You know, the old crackle treatment."
The tall blond grinned, his thin lips pulling across his teeth grotesquely. Ellen blinked the tears from her eyes once more. She didn't even notice the squeaking, scraping sounds going on behind her while Gus played with the chains, making her body bounce up and down, that movement sending more crushing aches through her spine.
It was only when the portable generator with its black wires was wheeled directly in front of her that Ellen realized something more was in store for her.
"Wh... wh... wh!" The girl couldn't get the words out.
But when she saw Gus move with his buddy to the machine and begin to unravel the black tangle of wiring, another cry came from her throat. Those clamps! That awful, awful machine with the two plastic windows in it. And now they were glowing, the needles pulsing slowly, rhythmically back and forth.
Ellen knew what it was and had an idea of what they were going to do to her. She cringed, and her blood ran cold.