Chapter 5
"Mmfmmfxnmffff!" Ellen let out a choked scream from behind the rubber ball gag, her upper arm muscles cramping up, bulging against her sweaty flesh. She scissor-kicked her legs from side to side while her body weight tugged and pulled against her stretching shoulder sockets. The burning pain in her right inner thigh had come to a peak, forcing the woman to shriek and jerk like a mad woman. It had begun! Ed had shot his arm up, then brought it down hard, the knotted tips of the riding crop chewing into her soft thigh flesh. Ellen had never felt anything as painful as that in her life! Chewing down hard on the rubber ball, she screamed again as Ed rubbed the handle of the crop against her cunt, pushing the ribbed leather in between her outer pussy lips. Ellen kicked out, flushing furiously at this obscene rape.
"Bet you like that, don'tcha? You like gettin' fucked, just like your daughter." Ellen stopped, freezing at Ed's dreadful words. Had he hurt Cindy? She looked closely at him, forgetting for the moment the aching pain in her thighs and shoulders. He was smirking at her, holding back just enough information to drive her crazy. She writhed in her bonds, wanting to push that awful gag from her mouth and scream out a demand to know where Cindy was and what they were doing to her. But she could do nothing except twist on the ropes helplessly, watching him laugh at her.
Ed jammed the handle in deeper, twisting it around, fucking it into her cunt hard. Ellen's eyes bulged her nostrils flaring while her legs kicked out, then shot back together with a snap.
The cold hard leather scraped painfully against her cuntal lining. There was no pleasure in this, Ellen thought, tears burning her eyes. He was really hurting her, making her terribly uncomfortable as he fucked the handle deeper into her pussy. Ellen let out a low groan, her belly muscles knotting up under the pressure. He began to withdraw the thing, then jabbed it viciously back in, fucking it back and forth, back and forth until she was jerking and bouncing on the ropes like a puppet. After several minutes of his play, he pulled the handle out, bringing it up to his nose and sniffing the tip.
"Good hot pussy. . . not as hot as your daughter's but good enough," he said.
Ellen groaned, feeling her world falling into shambles around her. These awful men had taken them both captive for no other reason that to torture them. And there was little Ellen could do to keep her daughter and herself free. Ed turned the crop around, gripping the handle hard while trailing the leather thongs along her legs. Ellen felt the light, feathery touch of the knotted ends and shivered, knowing the pain that thing could bring. Her spirits sank as she felt her joints start to throb and ache once more.. The strain on her shoulders and wrists grew worse and worse as she moved her fingers against the binding rope to get some blood in them.
Ed was prodding her right fit with the end of his crop now, hefting it as if it were a biological specimen. Ellen wanted to sink out of sight as she felt the cool leather brush up against her nipples. she looked down at her tormentor and felt a shock of hatred flash through her like a flame. How she loathed this man! If only she could make him suffer the way he was making her and her daughter suffer. She would kick him in the crotch, mash his balls with her naked feet! She saw Ed was keeping some distance from her, perhaps thinking she would try something like that. There would be a time, she thought, watching him closely as he rolled her tit around. A shiver of feeling fluttered from her nipple to her spine. Ellen curled her toes, feeling the sensitive spots between them itch terribly.
Ed moved around in front of her again, trailing the the tip of the riding crop across the underside of her tit.
She could see his prick rising up against the front of his faded Levi's, tenting up the material while he toyed with her. The woman winced,. remembering the savage pain that had eaten through her flesh moment before. He was going to use that crop against her once more. He was only playing with her now, watching her flesh shiver at his filthy touch.
"Eaghghhghhfhhfffff!" It happened suddenly. With another quick, savage move, Ed slashed the crop across both Ellen's nipples. She squealed to high heaven, chewing down on the ball while her legs kicked out. She hit the big man once against the shoulders, rewarded for the move with a sharp snap of the leather across the arch of her offending foot. Ellen calmed herself, realizing Ed would grow even more savage if she egged him on now. She would wait for the right moment, then strike.
He moved around behind he, jabbing the handle into her asshole and fucking it into her ass guts as deep as he had tucked it into her cunt.
Once more, Ellen's eyes rounded, her nostrils flaring as she sucked in air around the gagging ball. She cold feel the hard handle pushing into her ass like a huge, hard lump of shit. The pain from that wild fuck spread to all parts of her ass and down her thighs. He fucked it halfway into her shifter, jerking it savagely back and forth, watching her asscheeks squeeze together in a futile attempt to work out the offending handle. Laughing, Ed slowly pulled the crop out. It felt as if someone had attached a vacuum cleaner to her ass! Ellen groaned, shaking her head, feeling her long hair splash across her face. Never had she been so humiliated in her entire life! "Nice ass. Don't knew if I should fuck you there or in the pussy. You're tight all over. That's good, real good," he said, wiping his lips with the back of his free hand.
Ellen couldn't look at him. She kept her eyes down, the muscles of her belly quivering.
Then he clamped his fingers more tightly around the handle, stepping around closer to her, the crop at his side. At first, Ellen thought he might drop the weapon. His prick was certainly at its full cunt-splitting length. She saw a dark stain on the front of his Levi's and knew he had to be worked up to the point of wanting to fuck.
Suddenly, the crop cracked in the fetid air once again, coming down against her belly. Ellen barely had enough time to feel the first slash when the second crossed it, leaving a large red X on her flesh. She screamed through the gag once again, her leg jerking up to her swinging tits. She curled her back until her asscheeks opened. What a horrific, killing pain! She kept. swinging her body, trying to twist her cunt and tits away from the riding crop.
Ed was fast, striking the leather just under her right kneecap with the middle of the weapon. Ellen's right foot jerked out. He grabbed it, pulling her toward him, then flinging her back, watching her swing like a pendulum while her shoulders threatened to tear from the added movement. She kicked out at Ed, shrieking through her gag, wanting to tear his face off with her bare hands. How could he do this to another person? How could he torment her and her daughter in this terrible way? Again, he brought the crop down against her tits, the thongs chewing into her nipples. Ellen threw her head back and groaned, her long hair sweeping over her back. Ed lashed the crop over and over against her soles and ankles now, sending incredible shocking pain up her legs. Ellen kicked out, again trying to evade the whistling crop. Her groans turned to long wails while the big man changed his target. He was aiming for the arch of her left foot now, slowing his strokes, timing them to strike just when Ellen didn't expect it. The sensitive skin of her foot felt as if it were bleeding. She thought the whip had crushed the small bones inside. Ellen whipped her head from side to side. But that move only forced her dangling body out toward the crop again. The rope was biting into her wrists, making the flesh bleed as she swung there from side to side.
"Uhhhhhhh!" The pain was so great Ellen couldn't find the strength to shriek. She felt him flogging the leather against the backs of her knees, reddening the flesh. Then he moved up to her asscheeks, the leather biting into her plump white flesh and raising meaty welts with each dry smack. She could hear his breath whistling, almost masking the cackle that punctuated the slashing strokes.
Oh, how her ass burned! Ellen thought she cold feel her skin splitting from the awful strokes. Her ass heated, reddening to a deep scarlet. The blazing agony of her plump ass radiated to her cunt. Juice oozed from her cunt at mouth onto her thighs, mixing with her sweat. Dark-red stripes appeared on her ass where the leather thongs had slashed into her.
Ellen wanted to beg for mercy. But she knew even if she could cry out, Ed would only laugh at her begging. And now he was having the time of his life, concentrating on her ass. Again and again, the leather crop bit into her ass flesh. Ellen clenched her asscheeks until they ached, trying to protect the sensitive ring of her shitter. Ed lashed the crop farther up, marking her spine with red welts, flaying the skin on her shoulders.
Ellen cried, the stripes- across her lower back hurting her awfully. With complete despair, she let herself dangle, her head falling forward. Her asscheeks opened completely.
Ed had waited for this. With a slashing overhead stroke, he brought the crop down into her ass crack. The thongs bit hotly into her asshole, yanking the hole out of shape with that blow. It felt as it he were tearing a handful of her bowels from her body. Ellen shrieked, her voice shrilling while her body bounced wildly on the rope. The incredible pain of that attack blasted up her spine to her brain. She jerked convulsively again and again, a flood of warm juice rushing from her cunt) The attack was doing such vile things to her.
And now she could hear Ed laughing behind her. He stopped the whipping long enough to jab the end of the crop back and forth against her sensitive asshole. Ellen shoved her ass backward, trying to get away from the blunt edged crop pushing at her. The tip of the crop slid roughly into her cunt once more, forcing the hot wet pussy flesh open. The instant clenching of her cuntal muscles around the weapon nearly dragged it from Ed's hand.
"Man! You just don't give up, do you? You're a fucking bottomless pit," he said, his eyes blazing with excitement.
Ellen wanted to spit in his face, to tell him that she and her daughter were respectable people.., if he knew what the word meant. But the gag prevented her from doing a thing. She hung there, sobbing, feeling the leather slash into her body again and again.
Then suddenly it was quiet.
She raised her head slightly, peering through her curtaining blonde hair. Ed had disappeared! She had been so intent on her pain that she bad missed his disappearance. Then the scraping sound of a chair behind her told the woman he was still there.
He was standing on the low chair now, his hands covering her sore tits. His fingers poked at the nipples mercilessly, making Ellen groan all the more.
She could feel something very hot and hard jabbing at her asshole, realizing in an instant that it was his cock! He was slipping that long, thick thing into her sweaty ass crack, pushing the cockhead against her shitter. He was going to fuck her in the ass! Ellen shook her head wildly, her arms knotting up while she kicked her legs back frantically to upend the chair. Fucked in the ass! The thought made her sick. Fags did that kind of thing, she thought fags and degenerate sluts. It would kill her, having something like a man's cock up her shitter! He was gripping her hard by the hips now, arching back, pushing forward with his prick when the chair teetered from her backward kick.
Cursing, Ed stepped down, puffing up his Levi's but not zipping them shut.
"I'll show you how to take a cock up the ass. If you won't stay still, I'll make you.
Again, he disappeared. Ellen cringed, hearing him rattle around behind her. When he returned he was rolling something heavy. There were more scuffling sounds. Then he came back around her, two clamps with wires dangling from their ends in his hands. Immediately, Ellen thought of the car wash, of the clamps they had put on her tits while hosing her down. She screamed, shaking her head violently once again.
Ignoring her, Ed opened the tiny clamps, fastening them onto her sore nipples. Ellen let out a cry from behind her gag, certain her nipples would tear from her tits this time. The weight of the black wires distended her nipples, pulling them downward while Ed moved behind her and rustled about a little more.
Ellen could guess she was being hooked up to something. In a moment she heard a humming sound. Curious, she moved her head around as much as she could, seeing a small gray generator sitting squarely in the middle of a rolling stand. Ed was tightening the connections. Turning around, he looked at her, then twisted one dial. Ellen felt a pulsing bite in her nipples. She jerked forward, her eyes widening as she felt the hot current surge into her body. And just as quickly, the woman felt her clit react to this odd pulsing, she was feeling her cunt tighten and grow itchy, her clit standing up and sputtering while tore and more amperage sparked into her body. Ed pulled the generator over to her, twisting the dial up a little more.
"It's on a steady increase mode," he explained, climbing back onto the chair. "I'll send more and more current into you until I turn it oft or change the mode. You'd better hope I cum fast." Was he telling the truth? Or was he just trying to freak her out with this wild tale? Wasn't he feeling the current, too? If he was, Ed seemed to be enjoying it, holding her close from behind while rubbing his prick into her warm, wet ass crack. She heard him grunting, felt his fingers reaching around, searching for her asshole. He found it, moving his prick to the tiny opening, then pushing up and in. The head of his prick fucked in. Ellen shrieked, feeling the blunt-nosed thing inch its way into her bowels. It felt as if he were tearing her ass apart. The scraping of the crop on her battered thigh was adding to the paw.
The pressure against her shitter eased up for a second. Ellen relaxed the forbidding tightness of her sphincter. Another surge of current straightened her body. It was as if shards of glass were tearing into her organs, making her flesh tighten around her bones while her head whipped from side to side. She curled her fingers around the ropes binding her wrists together, swinging from side to side as Ed fucked all the way into her ass. The muscles in her ass felt as if they were tearing from the pressure.
What was worse, Ellen thought, was how her cunt nearly cried out to feel that cock now savaging her ass. The shaft of his prick felt slippery.
Yes, yes, she wanted his cock in her cunt, wanted it sliding all the way in her! Why was he wasting his time fucking her in the ass, when she had so much more to give and get if he fucked her pussy? How Ellen wanted to shout this out. But again, the ball kept her silent.
She felt Ed letting go of her hips, his hand reaching up to her waist and squeezing it while he fed more of his cockmeat into her shitter. She was moving her ass around as sensuously as she could. The slow penetration of that hard prick into her ass hurt her terribly. Again and again, she felt the cramping pain in her ass guts as Ed pulled out, then fucked back in deeper and than before. She would have been screaming kicking back at him. But the current surging through her aching nipples was sapping that kind of strength and will from her.
Ellen jerked her head from side to side, her long blonde hair whipping across her flushed face. She felt the stalking pain from the current streaking across her ribs, threatening to stop her heart, while that awful prick had begun a steady, fucking rhythm in her ass. Ed was pushing and puffing his fucker in and out of her shifter. In another moment, he had the leather crop around her throat, tightening the strands and choking her. Ellen went wild, tossing her head about, trying to free herself from the choking riding crop.
The tempo of Ed's ass-ripping prick increased as he loosened the grip around her windpipe and allowed her to gasp in air. Then he choked her once again, fucking her ass brutally. The electricity seemed to increase as well, nearly burning her nipples to cinders while making her bones ache. Heat sliced into her erect tit, making the tiny organ spark with delight.
He was choking her, letting her breathe, then choking her again, all the while fucking his big cock in and out of her shitter. Her shoulders were about to tear or break. But what did it matter? The guys were going to kill her here, hanging from the ceiling like a side of beef.
Then Ed twisted the leather thongs once more around her throat, keeping them tight. She screamed, her lungs burning, aching for air while he slammed his prick home and held it there. Thick spurting masses of hot jizz ate into her bowel lining like acid while the current blasted through her nipples, scaring her tits. Ellen thought she felt her ass ring tearing.
Just before Ellen passed out, lightning bolts of delight shot through her. He had really fucked her, blasting his cum-load into her ass without mercy. The room went black as she felt the pulsing current in her nipples decrease.