Chapter 1
Pretty little Lisa Baron was terror-stricken. She was tied to a chair, her wrists behind her back, bound with a length of chain, her shoulders pulled back painfully. Her little blue panties were balled up and stuffed in her mouth, held in place by a length of leather strap that hurt her cheeks and the back of her head. Her bright blue eyes, wet with tears, bulged in her head as she stared in horror at what was happening to her mother.
Her eyes ached as they darted about the dimly lit room. The man had called it his cellar, but it looked more like a torture chamber out of a Frankenstein movie. Lisa stared at things she was too young to know about—a wooden rack, whips on a wall, chains on a table, some paddles and strange-looking leather things. Lisa was scared to death.
She sobbed to remember that just minutes before she and her mother had been in their MG, riding along happily, chit-chatting and enjoying themselves. But then the car had stalled on a road and that man appeared out of nowhere.
When Lisa had first seen him, she had girlishly thought: Oh, good, a big strong man to help us! But just seconds later, her sense of relief turned cold in her heart and raw fear gripped her as the big man tore her and her mother out of the car.
She looked at him now with renewed fear. He had seemed large before but now he looked like a giant—or a horrible beast! He was very tall and very wide across the shoulders. He was naked to the waist, wearing tight leather trousers and heavy boots. His barrel-chest was matted with thick black hair, as black as the hair on his head.
His name was Mark, although he never told them. And he had literally dragged them out of the car and into the trees. He simply gripped little Lisa's slender wrist in his beefy paw and pulled her along like a rag doll. Andrea Baron was more difficult, being older and a little stronger. He had to knock her to the ground a few times to daze her. Then he was able to grab her in his other fist and drag her along, too. Two sobbing females found themselves being propelled through the trees to a huge old house.
He dragged Lisa down the steps behind him. Because Andrea was still struggling, he kicked her down the stairs in front of him. Lisa screamed to see her mother tumble down onto an earthen floor and crumple there helplessly.
Andrea cried out in terror as she recognized the implements of torture on the walls. She was the chairperson of the city's Sex Abuse Clinic and she had seen films about devices such as these. She had also seen victims of sex horrors all torn up and beaten viciously. She feared for her life and that of her young daughter.
"Please, no!" she screamed, seeing clearly. The man, still gripping Lisa's wrist, kicked Andrea right in the ribs with his big boot and snarled, "Get over there, you fucking bitch! And don't scream no more! That makes me mad!"
He gave her another kick, just to keep her busy with her pain, and he whirled on Lisa, startling her out of her wits. Before she knew what he was up to, he was on his knees. He thrust his huge hands under her short miniskirt and tore her panties right off her.
Experienced at this, he quickly kicked Andrea in the head to keep her down, then hauled Lisa to a wooden chair. He pushed her down on it, yanked her arms behind it and chained her wrists to it. He stuffed her panties in her mouth and bound them in place with a length of leather stripping. He pulled the knot tight and Lisa choked a stifled scream into her panties.
Andrea was on her feet, coming at him with all the force she could muster. The man laughed rather strangely and Lisa gasped to see him swing his big arm and hit her mother alongside the head. Andrea went stumbling down.
Now Lisa stared in horror at what Mark was doing to her mother. He reached overhead and Lisa's straining eyes followed. There were ropes and pulleys on a rafter and the man pulled a rope down, making a pulley squeak. At the end of the rope were two leather cuffs and these he tightened around Andrea's wrists, locking them together so she couldn't separate her hands.
Lisa stared in growing terror as the big man stepped aside and cranked a wheel. She saw her sobbing mother get lifted higher and higher until she was on her feet, and then no longer on her feet, but suspended a few feet off the ground.
"My wrists!" Andrea screamed. "My arms! You're hurting me!"
Lisa saw the gleam in the man's dark eyes and a new shiver of fear rippled through her. The stony look in his eyes told her that this man didn't care if he caused pain. He wanted to!.
"Now, who wants to be first?" Mark leered. "The hen or the chicken?"
Andrea's frightened eyes darted from the devices on the wall to the sneering, evil man. Her maternal instinct overcame her dread.
"Please..." she whimpered helplessly, her body dangling and slowly swinging to and fro in the air. "If you must do this... do it to me... please, not my little girl."
The man bared his teeth in an ugly grin. "Noble of you, you fucking rich bitch. God damned MG! Rich bitches! Momma and her precious little girl! I'll eat you bitches alive!"
Lisa's heart raced behind her taut, thrusting young tits as she stared at the leering man and her trussed mother. New tears welled in her eyes as crazy thoughts assailed her. She remembered that just days ago she had turned her boyfriend down, forbidding him to fuck her. Then she recalled the night she narrowly escaped the clutches of three guys in a car. She had been doing everything in a young girl's power to save her virginity and raw fear ripped through her now as she saw how Mark stared at her jutting tits and naked young legs. Lisa shivered.
The shiver rippled through her young body and to her dismay, it turned into a quiver of excitement deep in her belly. Her pussy felt funny under the man's constant, leering stare. Her nipples got hard and pushed pointedly at her V-necked shirt.
She cried for herself as the man's eyes ate her up. Suddenly, wildly, crazily, she wished she had let her boyfriend take her cherry. She even wished those three guys her own age had raped her. Rape would have been better than what threatened her now!.
Andrea saw where he was looking and renewed her plea for mercy for her daughter. "Please, don't look at her like that. She's only a baby. Dear God, what kind of an animal are you? She's too young! Can't you see that? Ohhh, please, please, not her!"
The big man turned his fiery gaze to Andrea. His piercing eyes traveled up and down her body, admiring the richness of her tight dress, the swell of her ample tits, and the protrusion of her full, mature hips. Mark's cock hardened in his leather pants and he licked his lips like an animal.
"First you, bitch," he said, through his teeth. "Then I'll have your baby for dessert."
Lisa stiffened. Dessert! The word struck her worse than any obscene phrase he might have used.
She stared in horror as the man pulled a huge knife from its scabbard on his hip. It glinted in the half-light as he moved it toward Andrea. Andrea's breath caught in her throat.
"D—don't hurt me," she stammered.
But the man just grinned lewdly and turned the blade so that the sharp edge was away from her skin. He deliberately peered into her frightened eyes to watch her reaction, which excited him, as he slowly let the razor-edge of the knife cut through the front of her dress. The fabric parted like butter under a hot knife. It caught at the center of her bra and he yanked.
Andrea Baron screamed as the deadly weapon sliced its way down from her tits to her cunt. She gasped when her dress fell away from her body.
Her full, rich tits burst out the bra cups. Her big, red nipples stuck up in the air before the man's hungry eyes. He chuckled deep in his throat and, like an animal hungry for meat, he attacked her tits with his mouth, tongue and teeth. Andrea screamed and Lisa gasped through the panties stuck in her mouth.
After sucking both tits, Mark drew back, grinning proudly, and stuck the knife's blade into Andrea's tight panties. Her stomach muscles quivered and retracted as he pushed the blade all the way down to her crotch. He smiled obscenely at her and cut away her panties with the sharp knife and let them fall to the ground in pieces.
Lisa Baron sat transfixed, horrified, scared. She had seen her mother naked before, and had always thought of Andrea as the most beautiful woman in the world. Now Andrea was still beautiful but it was now grotesque to see her twisting and turning in mid-air, her wrists chained above her head. It was disgusting, the most obscene thing Lisa had ever seen in her life.
The man knelt on the earth in front of Andrea and set the knife down beside him. He was still for a moment, just gazing at Andrea's cunt. Lisa shivered, wondering what the evil man was thinking.
She caught her breath when the man parted her mother's thighs and thrust his huge hands upward to her curvy ass-cheeks. He gripped them so hard that Andrea jerked and winced. He pulled forward and mashed her cunt against his foraging mouth.
"Ohhh, noooo..." Andrea wailed. "Please... don't..."
Lisa blushed with shame to see a man's mouth grovel all over her mother's pussy that way. She shut her eyes against the obscenity and a wave of nausea swept through her tightened young belly.
When she heard her mother cry out again, her eyes shot open. She stared wide-eyed as her mother arched her back and threw her head back and gasped loudly. The man was making her cum!
Mark extended his thick tongue and licked the length of the writhing woman's delicious cunt. Then he firmed his tongue and used it as a cock in her pussy-hole until Andrea whimpered helplessly.
He groaned with exquisite pleasure all his own and mashed his mouth against her wet cunt. Andrea, a genteel woman who had always been revolted by sex acts like this, now found herself a slave to her own weaknesses. As the man's tongue fucked in and out of her exposed pussy, fire rose in her loins against her will. His nose mashed against her quivering clit as his tongue spread her cunt-lips wide and probed her pussy-hole. She choked and gasped and, still against her will, she pushed forward and hunched her hips rather wildly.
"Ohhh, nooo, don't make me cummmm!" Andrea cried.
Her plea touched Lisa deeply and the girl wished she could stop this beast from torturing her mother. She blushed again as she watched her mother arched her back and hump her cum-drenched cunt against that strange man's mouth! Who was he? What kind of an animal were they trapped by?
Lisa's young eyes, wet with tears of fear and humiliation, traveled over the groveling man. Half-naked, hairy, thick-muscled, cruel, chewing at her mother's pussy with a vengeance.
"Ohhhh!" Andrea Baron howled as Mark's teeth and tongue ravished her pussy.
Lisa saw her mother writhe and jerk as she came and thought that that orgasm must have been excruciating torture. It ripped through the lovely woman's body and made her grunt and groan and hump her ass as if she was in heat! It was a horrible sight for the virginal teenager.
To Lisa, this sex act was nothing short of bestial. She knew her mother and father made love, but she had never seen them or heard them. She had grown up with a rather pleasant idea about love and sex. Now that idea was shattered into a million pieces as she watched the snuffling man mouth her mother's cunt. It was obvious that he was enjoying himself immensely, and that disgusted young Lisa even more.
Her naive beliefs about sex went down the drain as she saw her mother twist and jerk and writhe so helplessly in the hands of that monstrous man. She wept bitterly for her lost innocence in those dark and heavy moments. Yet she couldn't tear her eyes away from the horrendous, huge, animalistic man chewing the hell out of her mother's pussy!
Dear God, she thought feverishly, as her mother jerked and humped helplessly. She caught her breath and it made her young tits rise up in her tight shirt. Andrea was like a dying fish, thrashing about and gasping for life. Her long, beautiful body snaked and whipped in the air as her cunt creamed for the man's fucking tongue.
The huge tongue slurped at the woman's open, wet pussy and Lisa shuddered to hear that. There was something obscene about the juicy sound filling the dank room, something evil and forbidden. It made Lisa's flesh crawl and she wept new tears as a familiar but unwanted feeling arose deep in the pit of her belly. It was her own fuck-lust!
Her pussy quivered and her tits ached as she watched the man's tongue ravish Andrea's twisting, humping cumming cunt. She was too young to see such things, yet here she was, forced to watch her own mother get raped by an animal of a man.
"Unnnhhhh!" Andrea groaned, as if in great pain.
Her lovely legs flailed the air, her thighs hitting the sides of the man's groveling head, cords bulged in her strained neck, her eyes glazed over and rolled in her head. Strange gurgling sounds arouse in her constricted throat and bubbled out of her gaping mouth as her big tits rose and fell rapidly with her labored breathing.
The big man still had a death-grip on Andrea's ass-cheeks as he tongue-fucked her cummy cunt. Lisa thought she would faint just watching the man's huge head twist and turn so viciously against her mother's pussy.
"My arms!" Andrea screamed suddenly. "They hurt!"
The man got to his feet and glared at her. "You don't know what hurt means yet, rich bitch."
"Wh—what do you mean? What are you going to do?"
Mark chortled and moved toward a table. He lifted a long piece of cord and stood in front of her with it. The glint in his dark eyes gave her the shivers as she looked from the rope to his eyes and wondered what he was planning. He grinned lewdly and wrapped the cord around her tits in a figure eight, then he lifted the two ends and tied them behind her neck. He pulled them tight and jerked hard. Andrea's tits bobbed upward. Her body throbbed with pain as he tied the cord ends together. Her flesh-globes bulged and her nipples protruded. He grinned at his handiwork. Lisa gave a muffled cry.
"Ohhhhhh, it hurts!" Andrea wailed tearfully, her face screwed up in pain. "Please don't... oh, God, it hurts!"
The man laughed with pleasure, delighted by her thrusting, bulging tits with their spiked nipples. He licked his lips and his prick throbbed wildly in his pants. This turned him on and her cries excited him, too.
Aroused to a high pitch of lust, he suddenly clawed at his leather trousers and shoved them down his hairy legs to his ankles. Then he stood tall and proud while the two females stared at his enormous wet cock, ten inches of solid meat!
Lisa almost choked to see his cock. It looked more like a weapon than a sex organ. It was thick and long and throbbing like a live thing, dripping a clear liquid that made her curious. His prick looked like a drooling animal!
Andrea gasped to see it and the man chuckled with lewd pride, knowing damned well that he was hung like a horse. He liked to use his cock like a bludgeon on women. Even now he ached to fuck a cunt, any cunt. Thoughts of the teenager's sweet little pussy over there was enough to make his prick swell up visibly. She looked as afraid of him as her mother did and he liked that.
Drunk with lust, he gripped a whip handle and growled, "Gonna make you beg for it, rich bitch."
"No!" Andrea screamed as he raised the whip into the air.
She shook with terror as the whip whistled through the air. The sound alone was enough to create pain in her. But the lash of the whip was far worse. Expertly, he aimed the blow against her left tit and the thin strip of leather stung her tit-flesh so bad that she howled.
With his fiery eyes on hers, he lashed her other tit until she cried out in anguish. The smack of the snake-like whip end against her tender flesh made snapping sounds in the room, sounds that horrified young Lisa, who cried bitterly for her mother.
Andrea's chest flooded with pain and she screeched, both hurt and humiliated by this unheard of treatment. The man laughed and whipped both her tits again. Then he lashed between her tits until her soft flesh welted for his pleasure. He bared his teeth in an evil grin that frightened Andrea even more. He seemed to get such pleasure from her pain.
"What about that, rich bitch?" he sneered. "Ever get your tits turned on like this? Look at your nipples, slut! Nice, huh?"
"Oh, God, please, stop!" Andrea cried. "You'll kill me!"
But he was an expert and knew how to inflict pain with little damage—and lots of pleasure. His pleasure! He smiled and lashed her tits again.
Lisa's eyes hurt from staring in disbelief at what was happening to her poor mother. As if the lashing of her tits wasn't perverse enough, though, the man laughed obscenely and suddenly attacked her tits with his mouth.
Lisa's eyes bulged as she watched the man suck the life out of her mother's tits. He took a big, swollen nipple into his mouth and sucked on it so hard that Andrea squealed. Lisa swallowed hard, trying to catch her breath, as she saw her mother react oddly to this treatment. The man's sucking, licking mouth seemed to make Andrea's tits feel good!
Andrea threw her head back and groaned out loud as the man sucked her tits and licked her nipples. How could such pain be turned into such pleasure? She was ashamed of herself as her tits responded erotically to the man's soft, wet, sucking mouth. Her tits tingled.
Lisa wept for her mother. She had seen Andrea happy, had seen her sad, had seen her laughing and crying, but she had never seen her sexy! It embarrassed the girl now to see her own mother yielding to such ugly pleasures.
What was the man doing to her mother? What was he going to do to her?
CHAPTER TWO.
Mark had said he was going to make Andrea beg for it. Lisa stared in horror through tear-filled eyes as he carried out his sexual threat. He had already sucked the woman's cunt and tits and had whipped her tits until they were red. Lisa had seen everything he had done to her helpless mother. Andrea looked half-conscious now, gasping for breath, her dangling body writhing in private torment. The man lifted a pair of pliers from his work table and Lisa gave a muffled cry through the panties stuffed in her mouth. Her eyes bulged with fear. What was he going to do with pliers?
He held the tool up for Andrea to see. Her eyes reflected her fear and he chuckled lewdly. He tormented her for a moment just by brandishing the tool-turned-weapon and he chortling deep in his throat.
He touched her right tit with the cold metal. Andrea cried out, fearing the worst. He grinned and stroked her tit round and round with the end of the tool. He circled her ripe nipple with it until the red thing responded.
"You're gonna beg for it, rich bitch," Mark sneered. "I'm gonna turn you on like you've never been turned on."
"No!" Andrea screeched, staring wide-eyed at the pliers against her naked tit. "Please! Don't hurt me!"
Lisa watched in horror as the man opened the handles and captured Andrea's right nipple between the jaws. Ever so slowly he closed the serrated metal ends. Then, staring into Andrea's frightened eyes, he squeezed. Andrea screamed and Lisa winced for her. The red nipple swelled until it looked like it would burst open. It turned a dark purple as the powerful hand gripped the handles tightly. Andrea screamed again.
The man chuckled and dipped his head down and licked his wet tongue all over the bruised, protruding nipple. He squeezed tighter with the pliers and a flash of searing pain shot through her whole tit.
"Oh, my God!" she screeched.
"Tighter?" the man laughed.
He squeezed more until Andrea's whole body jerked with pain. Then he licked and lapped wetly at her nipple. Pleasure and pain mixed together for the horrified woman. It boggled her mind the way two conflicting feelings could exist at the same time. Her nipple burned with pain, yet the man's sucking wet mouth sent strange erotic thrills racing through her whole body.
She gasped with relief when the man removed the pliers from her heaving tit. But her comfort was short-lived as he chuckled and applied the tool to her other nipple.
"No! Don't!" Andrea cried. She had never known pain like this—or the feelings in her pussy because of it.
The man clamped her ripe nipple between the jaws of his sex-tool and gave it a twist. Andrea screeched as he twisted again and again.
The tender nipple protruded painfully and the man devoured it. Chuckling with his own pleasure, he caught the rubbery flesh between his teeth and clamped it as tightly as the pliers. Double pain shot through Andrea's body.
She thought she would lose her mind! Even as the fiery pain shot through her abused tits, there were unwanted sexy feelings in her cunt. It was incredible.
Young Lisa was just as incredulous. There was so much she couldn't understand. Her own tits and pussy felt funny as she watched the man defile her mother. She didn't know what was happening to her, why she felt this way.
Her eyes remained riveted to the man and the pliers. New tears formed in her eyes when she saw him move the tool to Andrea's pussy!
"No!" Andrea screamed.
Mark forced her thighs apart and shouldered his way between them to keep them open. Then he touched her cunt with the pliers and rubbed against her wet clit. Andrea shuddered with mixed feelings of terror and unwelcomed desire.
The man opened the pliers and set the separated jaws against the wet fleshy object between her cunt-lips. He suddenly clamped the jaws against her cut and twisted. Andrea screeched. He laughed and mauled her clit with the vicious tool and her whole body jerked as pain and pleasure collided throughout her frame.
He looked up and grinned obscenely at her. He knew that he was turning her on against her will. Knowing this, he closed the pliers and pushed them up into her pussy-hole. Holding them inside, he turned his wrist this way and that, and the metal tool reamed out her cunt.
"Ohhh, noo, noooooo..." she wailed as her clit and cunt reacted sexually to this vile treatment.
The man chuckled knowingly. He brought the pliers back to her quivery clit and clenched it again. Pain shot through her pussy as he cruelly squeezed her clit. Rushes of crazy pleasure mixed with her pain when he again inserted the tool into her wet cunt and fucked it in and out.
"No, nooo, noooooo!" Andrea cried again as her whole body got hot.
"Beg for my cock!" the man suddenly commanded.
He got mad when she wouldn't beg so he jabbed the pliers up into her cunt. "Beg, bitch!" He jabbed again and again, commanding, "Beg, bitch!"
Andrea could take no more. When the pain was too excruciating, she gave in and gasped, "All right... all right... ohhhh, stop hurting me... give it to me... fuck me!"
The man laughed obscenely and dropped the pliers to the ground. He took off his heavy boots and stepped out of his leather trousers. Then he stood tall with his massive hard-on sticking straight out and dripping.
Young Lisa gasped to see his huge cock and she wondered if it could really fit into her mother's pussy. Maybe it would rip her cunt open!
The man chortled and grabbed Andrea's body. He pushed her back until her ass hit the wall and pinned her there fucking her standing up. He gripped her hips and crouched a little, ramming all of his rigid cock-pole up into her wet pussy. Andrea screamed as all of his prick drilled up into her helpless cunt.
The man grit his teeth and made animal sounds as he jerked upward again and again to drive his cock into Andrea's pussy. After a few brutal stabs, he twisted his neck and chewed her aching tits as he fucked his prick into her.
Andrea screamed again. The ropes around her tits cut into her flesh even as the man used his teeth on her protruding nipples. Pain ripped through her whole body as his huge cock drilled into her pussy-hole. Against her will, her belly heaved and tightened and quivered, and her pussy got wetter and wetter. His sucking mouth and fucking cock drove her out of her mind.
Lisa saw all this and wept bitterly about it. It was painful for her to see her beautiful mother get raped this way. She couldn't see the man's cock now, but she could hear her mother screaming as the man shoved it upward into her body.
Grunting like an animal, the man fucked faster and faster. His huge hairy nuts tightened up against the thick base of his wet cock. He fucked harder into the helpless woman's squishy cunt. His prick enlarged as his balls tightened up.
He groaned and bit into a tit when his nuts exploded. Huge wads of jism ripped through his cock-pipe and torpedoed into Andrea's twisting, writhing cunt. Spurt after spurt of thick cum pounded deep in her belly, and still he fucked and fucked. Each drill of his massive cock caused her pain, but she could only weep and quiver and cum with him, she had no choice.
She couldn't control the flood of pussy-juice that his ramming prick caused in her. Even as she tossed her head and screamed in pain from his brutality, she felt his massive cock-head deep in her belly, forcing her to cum.
Mark bent his knees slightly and then thrust upward with all his strength. His power was considerable as his whole cock speared up into Andrea's soaked pussy. His nuts hit her ass each time his bulging prick-head rammed her guts. Andrea almost passed out.
She was only half-conscious when the man pulled his pussy-soaked prick out of her spasming cunt. Her eyes rolled in her head and she panted for breath, her whole body limp in mid-air, swinging to and fro slowly.
The man squatted in front of her and caught his breath as he watched her naked body slowly swing before his fiery eyes. His cock dripped clear fluid onto the ground between his feet and he watched lewdly as his jism, mixed with Andrea's cream, came dribbling down between her thighs.
When he had his breath back, he went to the table and lifted a length of chain. Both Lisa and her mother stared in fear, wondering what he was going to do next.
He knelt in front of Andrea and laughed as he stuck a link of the chain up into her juicy pussy. Lisa gulped, wide-eyed, to see the big thick chain disappear into her mother's pussy. It was a big chain and it hurt Andrea when the man pushed it into her cunt-hole.
Andrea threw her head back and screeched, "Oh, don't!" Even as she cried out, she felt the thick link of metal separate her cunt-walls painfully. The man laughed and Andrea screamed as he forced yet another hunk of metal into her pussy. Her cunt-muscles spasmed against the outrage, but each time they did, it created intense pain in her guts.
The man chortled with perverse pleasure and worked yet another link of the chain up into her aching belly. Lisa stared in horror to see what he was doing.
The man crawled around behind Andrea's writhing body and lifted the free end of the chain. He pressed the first link against her asshole. Lisa screamed into her panties. Andrea screamed in agony as the man forced the metal into her asshole. He chuckled and wrenched the link around until it was buried in her ass. Then he pushed another up into her bowels. Andrea choked and gasped helplessly as the man filled both her fuck-holes with metal chain.
If Lisa wondered what he was up to, she soon found out.
"There," he said thickly when he had Andrea's fuck-holes stuffed. "Now I can concentrate on your little girl."
"No!" Andrea cried. "No, noooo. Please! Don't touch my little girl!"
The man laughed at her. Andrea wanted to protest further, but the chains in her holes were causing unbearable pain in her belly and guts.
"It hurts!" she gasped. "Please! Take it out!"
"There's only one way to get them out now, rich bitch," he chuckled. "Work them out. Come on, baby, work those ass-muscles and cunt-muscles. You can do it. Let me see you squeeze the chains right out."
"You animal!" Andrea screamed. "You rotten, filthy, perverted animal!"
The man laughed and suddenly turned to Lisa. Her little heart almost burst behind her taut young tits. He went to her and suddenly removed the gag from her mouth. He took the leather strip and her panties over to Andrea.
"I can stand only one bitch screaming at a time," he growled.
He stuffed Lisa's panties into Andrea's mouth and tied the leather around her face. Andrea's cries were immediately stifled and the man grinned with satisfaction.
He left Andrea to her own devices and turned to Lisa. The young girl's heart raced and her eyes glanced nervously at the man's cock. It looked awfully long.
"Did you think I forgot you, baby?" he sneered.
"Please don't hurt me!" Lisa cried, new tears welling in her eyes.
The man knelt down in front of her and took long looks at her slender young body. He was especially attracted to the thrust of her pointed tits. He turned and reached across the floor. He got his knife and brought it up to Lisa's throat. Andrea screamed into her daughter's panties.
Lisa gasped as the man trailed the blade of the knife across her neck. She swallowed hard and got so choked up she couldn't scream.
The man laughed at her and slipped the knife-blade into the V of her shirt. He turned, the sharp edge toward himself and slowly cut Lisa's shirt open, all the way down to her slim waist.
"What's that?" he laughed. "A training bra?"
Her bra was a cute little thing that excited him. It was fun for him to cut it off of her body. It came away quickly once the blade sliced the fabric.
Lisa caught her breath and that made her tits rise. They were about the size of peaches.
"Now, what are we gonna do with these cute little things?" the man taunted. "Too small to tie up with rope. Aren't they?"
"Please..." Lisa sniffled, scared out of her wits.
"Let's see," the man murmured to himself. "I know. I've got just the thing."
Laughing, Mark went to a chest against the wall and drew out lengths of fishing line. He held it up in the air for Lisa to see and chuckled.
"This should do it."
Lisa cried softly as the man squatted near her and looped the cord around first one tit, then the other, in a figure eight like the rope on her mother's tits.
He looped a young tit and pulled tight until Lisa screamed. He laughed and looped the other and pulled it tight to make her scream again. Her pretty tits were squeezed by the tight cord, her pink nipples jutting out painfully. She wept as he tied the ends of the cord behind her neck to make her tits stretch upward.
"It hurts! It hurts!" Lisa wailed.
The man laughed and dipped his head and licked his tongue all over her protruding young titties. Then he caught a pink nipple between his teeth and chewed on it as he licked with his tongue. Young Lisa had never had her tits treated like this. It hurt and stung and burned—and aroused!
When he had his fill of licking and sucking those delicious young tits, he crossed the room to Andrea and bent down and picked up his pliers. Andrea tried to scream through her gag, to no avail. The man laughed at her fearful expression and turned to the crying teenaged girl on the chair.
He stood over her and Lisa saw that his prick was half-hard. She feared what would happen once it got full sized again!
The man reached out with the pliers gripped in his big fist. Lisa cried out when the cold metal kissed her pink nipple and then she howled in pain as the man deliberately caught her teeny nipple in the jaws of the tool and clenched it. Pain shot through her tit, then her chest, then her whole body, as the man wrenched her tit this way and that.
He got so engrossed in what he was doing that he ceased to hear the girl's cries. He pinched both her tits, one at a time, slowly and perversely. The edges of the tool cut into her tender flesh and her screams filled the room.
Andrea grew so horrified that she twisted and turned wildly in mid-air, her beautiful body swinging from the rafter loosely. Her motions helped her in a sense. The chain links stuffed up her wet pussy slowly inched out of her body. She wept for her daughter, even as intense pain streaked through her belly.
She clenched her pussy-muscles and felt slowly and painfully the links of the big chain inching out of her. Finally, the last link plopped out and dropped to the ground, wet and glistening with her pussy-juice.
The man was so intent on what he was doing to Lisa's tits that he didn't notice. Even when he did notice, he didn't care. The other end of the chain was still stuck tightly up the woman's clenched asshole as he grinned at her tortured face.
Lisa screamed when he turned back to her and squeezed her hurting nipple between the jaws of the pliers. He chuckled and tightened his grip as he admired his handiwork. He liked to see a girl's nipple protrude and jut in his pliers. And he liked Lisa's screams. They were so young and vibrant.
He left her tits swollen and red and aching. Then he grabbed his knife and cut at her skirt. Lisa wept and screamed louder as he came dangerously close to cutting her legs. The sharp blade slicked through the material as if it were butter and turned her skirt to shreds of cloth.
He pushed the remnants aside and stared hotly at her furry young cunt. He pushed her knees further apart roughly, hurting her, and gazed into her open crotch. He licked his lips to see such a fresh, young pussy.
Lisa sobbed pitifully, not only hurt, but humiliated, ashamed and fearful. She could see that the monster's cock was giant again and that frightened her. It was big and throbbing, sticking out away from his body menacingly.
Mark knelt between her outspread knees and looked at her pussy. Grinning lewdly, he set the point of his knife on her little patch of pussy-fuzz. Her sparse pubic hair was blonde and almost invisible. It made her cunt look real cute. He dragged the edge of the knife across her fuzz.
"Bet I could shave you with this," he chuckled.
Lisa gasped as he scraped the knife over her flesh and cut off several hairs from her pussy. He scraped and scraped and actually burned the hair off of her cunt. Lisa wriggled under the blade, but that didn't help any. He scraped away all the little pussy-hair she had.
When her pussy was stark naked, he licked his lips and teased her little pink clit with the tip of the knife. Lisa caught her breath, partly because she was afraid he'd cut her pussy, and partly because the blade tickled her clit. It gave her feelings in her cunt that she didn't want.
She choked when he ran the end of the blade up and down her cunt-crack, right between her pussy-lips. The sensation was demoralizing! But she kept very still, afraid that his hand would slip.
Again he put the knife aside and picked up the pliers. Lisa wept and sobbed convulsively as he rubbed the end of the tool all over her exposed pussy.
"Please... don't use it there..." she cried, remembering what he had done to her mother.
Mark laughed and separated the jaws of the pliers. With his fingers, he opened her cuntlips and gazed at her wet little clit. It was tiny but he got the jaws of the pliers to each side of it and clamped the tool shut. Lisa screeched and her whole body went rigid with pain. The man laughed and squeezed the hell out of her clit.
"God damn, that's a fresh cunt!" he rasped hotly.
Instead of using the pliers immediately, he inserted a big finger into her pussy-hole. He wanted to tease her and make her ass wiggle and drive her crazy with sex-feelings. So he pushed his thick finger into her cunt-mouth and rummaged around, watching her pretty face for reactions.
But his fingertip hit something and he stopped abruptly, surprised. He stared wide-eyed at his half buried finger. He gave something inside a nudge and Lisa gasped. Then he understood.
"Jesus!" he blurted. "I got me a fucking virgin!"
He became extremely excited and laughed like a madman all of a sudden. He stood up and gripped his cock. "Man, am I gonna like fucking you!" he said..
CHAPTER THREE.
Lisa screamed as the man unshackled her wrists. He yanked the chain away with such force that she thought he had taken both her hands with it. Searing pain shot up her arms when she brought them around in front of her. She wanted to cover her tits, her pussy, but she couldn't. Her arms and hands hurt too much.
The man chuckled with obvious glee, happy to have a virgin at his disposal. Cruelly, he grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her to her feet. His big fist gripped her wrist like a vise as he used his other hand to strip away the last vestiges of her clothing. Then he knocked her to the floor and tore her shoes and socks off When she was totally naked and weeping like a child, he yanked her to her feet and pulled her across the room to a heavy wooden table. Through tear-filled eyes, Lisa saw that the table was equipped with iron pegs at the corners. Thick leather cuffs dangled from each and she sobbed pitifully.
The man muttered thickly, "Built this for a grown woman. Have to stretch you a little."
He scooped up her frail young body as if she were made of paper. Lisa gasped as he crushed her naked body against his massive, hairy chest. Her legs flailed the air when he threw her down on the table. The back of her head hit it hard and she saw stars for a minute.
He grabbed her left wrist and cuffed it to a corner. He reached over her jutting, heaving tits and cuffed her other wrist. Then he moved to the end of the table and grabbed her bare feet. He pulled her lithe young body downward. Her tender ass scraped against the rough wood and she cried out. He cuffed her feet so that her pretty young legs were wide open. Her cute pussy was fully exposed to his devouring eyes.
Lisa was frightened and she struggled, but she was no match for the sexually enraged man. When her ankles didn't reach far enough, he simply pulled and pulled until they did. When they were securely shackled, Lisa's slender body was tightly stretched on the table. That alone created great pain throughout her thin frame. The position made her young tits taut and hard as small apples.
Andrea tried to scream at the man but she couldn't. She made muffled sounds and groans deep in her constricted throat as she watched the man prepare to assault her daughter. She was as helpless as Lisa was.
Making matters even worse for Andrea was the chain still stuck up her ass. It felt like some cruel, iron snake, slowly twisting in her tight ass, scraping the walls of her ass-tunnel. She couldn't stop her body from slowly turning in the air and the turning made the chain links up her ass hurt her even more.
The man grinned at her as he lifted his pliers in one hand and his knife in the other. Then he climbed up onto the table and knelt between Lisa's splayed, trembling thighs. His eyes burned into her ripe, jutting tits.
With saliva forming at one corner of his mouth, he leaned over her writhing body and. trapped one of her pink nipples in the jaws of the pliers. Using his elbows for support, he squeezed her nipple brutally and scraped her other tit with the blade of his knife. Lisa screamed bloody murder as mixed feelings coursed through her chest—pain in her left tit from the pliers, pleasure in her right tit under the scraping of the cold knife.
The man chortled, eyes fiery, lips drooling, as he tortured and tormented the young girl's helplessly heaving tits. Her nipples stood up hard and spiked as the man aroused them. The pliers forced the left one into stiffness, the knife teased the right one until it peaked. Lisa sobbed, afraid and ashamed at the same time.
Between her tits, he exchanged tools, then chuckled gleefully as he teased the left and abused the right. Lisa screamed for him to stop, but he just laughed at her.
When both of her nipples were hard and protruding, he took away his toys and used his big, thick tongue all over her tits. He soaked them with his saliva and the wetness made the twine tighten up around her tender tits. Lisa cried and twisted her head in agony as the man laved and licked and sucked her tits.
"Cute tits," he growled low.
He shifted his mouth to her other tit and suddenly bit down on her nipple. He chewed on her tit until Lisa screeched. Her whole body strained against the pain and her chest jerked upward. Her firm young tit thrust into the man's mouth and he chuckled and sucked on it so hard that Lisa shivered and trembled fitfully.
When he raised up from her heaving chest, his mouth was drooling spit. He dragged the knife blade over her tits, around them, back and forth on them, teasing her nipples again.
He grinned lewdly at her and muttered thickly, "Sweet tits. Cherry tits... hot tits... baby tits..."
Mark looked insane to Lisa and just the sight of him filled her with fear and dread. Terror rippled through her when he trailed the point of the knife between her tits and downward over her flesh to her navel. Her tummy muscles tightened up as he stroked her body with the blade.
"Nice belly," he murmured, staring hotly at her quivering flesh. "Flat belly... virgin belly... cherry belly..."
He drew himself up and trailed the knife-point over her trembling tummy to her pussy. Now he rasped hotly, "Cherry cunt... hot little pussy... juicy virgin twat..."
"No, noooo!" Lisa screamed, sensing the worst.
"Yeah, little rich bitch," he panted hornily, his massive cock throbbing in mid-air, "nice fucking twat... cherry... virgin... juicy..."
Lisa struggled in vain against her bonds, the cuff chafing her wrists and ankles. She sobbed as the man put the point of his knife between her pussy-lips. Her ass-muscles tensed in reaction and she cried out as she tried to hold her lower body totally still. She was so afraid the knife would cut her cunt.
But the man was expert at this. He laughed at her fears, at her humiliation, at her degradation, and slowly massaged her cunt-lips with the blade.
"D—don't do that," Lisa pleaded.
She peered up at him with her eyes filled with tears. The leering look on his face told her that begging would get her no mercy. He was hypnotized by her pussy!
The look of total fear on the girl's face heightened Mark's excitement and lust. Her tears and cries aroused him further and brought an evil thought to his lust-filled mind. He grinned wickedly and gripped the pliers in his big fist.
He pressed them to Lisa's helpless pussy and said, "I ought to get your cherry with these! How would you like that, rich bitch? Huh? Want me to rip your cherry right outta your belly?"
"No, noooo!" Lisa screamed, horrified.
There was a method to his madness. "Then beg for my cock, you little slut! Come on! Beg! Or I'll use the fucking pliers on your cherry-cunt!"
Lisa didn't want either horror to befall her. In a last bid for mercy, she begged him tearfully to set her free.
"Pease! Please!" she cried. "Don't break my cherry! Oh, God, please, don't! I want to be a virgin when I get married! Please! Do you have a daughter—or a niece—or a sister? Can't you understand?"
The man reared back and laughed so hard that his prick jiggled and dribbled clear fluid onto the table between Lisa's quivering thighs.
"Sure I got a daughter and a niece and a sister!" he roared. "And I fuck 'em all!"
"Oh, dear God!" Lisa gasped.
"So what's it gonna be, bitch?" the man demanded to know. "My pliers or my cock?"
Lisa's tear-filled eyes looked past him and she saw the pain on her mother's face, pain created by the fact that there was a metal chain stuck in her asshole! If this beast would do that to a woman, he wouldn't hesitate to hurt a girl with pliers!
"Well?" the beast growled.
Lisa turned her face away, sobbing and sniffling. She didn't want to look into his eyes, that would be even more humiliating. She caught her lower lip between her teeth to keep it from quivering. She sniffled. She shuddered.
"Your cock," she said weakly.
The man chortled. He set the pliers and the knife down on the table to each side of Lisa trembling body. Then he gripped his thick cock in a fist and grinned at her. His hairy hand wrapped around his blue-veined prick and he inched it down to her quivering little cunt.
The wet end of his prick touched her pussy-lips. Lisa gasped and flinched and wiggled her hips to one side. But she couldn't move far. The manacles that restrained her bit cruelly into her wrists and ankles and she winced with pain.
His cock felt giant against her crotch and her pussy seemed ever smaller to her near his prick. She sobbed softly as he pressed against her pussy. She shivered when he chuckled so evilly, staring at her so lewdly.
He wedged the thick head of his prick between her tight pussy-lips. Lisa caught her breath and her eyes filled with fear. Her pretty face contorted into a mask of terror. Her nostrils flared and she clenched her teeth against that big thing that was lodged in her cunt-mouth where no prick had ever been.
Never before had she felt so afraid or so degraded. Her tits ached from the tightness of the cutting twine and from what the man had done to them. Her cunt was wet and she knew he had done that, too. It shamed her that this animal could make her pussy get wet.
He loved it! Chuckling lewdly, drooling at the mouth with depraved lust for the girl, he gripped her young hips and pulled her ass up off the table. Holding her hips tightly, crushing them between his powerful hands, he inched his massive cock into her pussy-hole.
"Tight cherry cunt!" he groaned with obscene pleasure.
"Oh! No!" Lisa screeched suddenly. "Please don't do this to me!"
Tears streamed down her face. Her body stretched, strained, shivered. She gasped for breath. Her cunt hurt.
"Oh, good God! Stop!" she wailed.
He grit his teeth and inched more of his thick prick into her clenched little cunt-hole. Lisa cried out as his thick cock stretched her pussy-walls apart. It felt like a telephone pole entering her virgin cunt. He chuckled and pushed forward.
"Ow! Owww! It hurts!" she yelled.
"You haven't felt anything yet, rich bitch!" he snarled.
To prove it, he thrust forward with his hips and more of his cock speared into her tight pussy. His massive cock-head rammed against the fleshy blockade of her hymen. Pain shot through Lisa's body. She screeched, then wept. He jabbed again at her cherry, then again, and each time she cried out.
Lisa choked as if the big cock were in her throat. She tensed, then writhed and shivered. Her pretty head tossed this way and that. Her tongue fell loosely out of her mouth. She gasped for breath. Her pussy-walls were stretched to their absolute limit. She thought his cock would rip her open.
"Cherry," he groaned hotly. "Ripe cherry."
He drew his prick back an inch, then pushed it forward again. His cock-head hit her cherry and she sobbed, caught her breath, then gasped. Her taut hymen stretched and made her squeal.
"Gonna bust your fucking cherry, rich bitch!" he growled, enraged with lust for her now.
He gloried in the girl's anguish. He gloated when she cried. He laughed when fear and hatred flared in her young eyes. Her cunt was all his and he loved that. Lisa looked like she could murder him, given the chance, and Mark chuckled with glee.
He was crude and perverted in his assault of her young body. Lisa cringed with disgust, repulsed and degraded that she would lose her precious virginity this way. His cock-head rammed her hymen again and she cried out.
He eased his prick back until just the head was lodged in her quivering cunt-mouth. She saw the look of victory on his leering face and she shook with fear. She knew he was going to do it now.
He grinned and drilled his big cock into her aching, trembling cunt. His prick-head speared through her hymen and her screams filled the room and her mother cried for her. The man grunted like an animal and fucked all of his cock into her shaking young body.
The thin membrane ripped and his prick speared deeply into her pussy. New wetness beyond her cherry aided his forced entry and all of his cock drilled into her taut, heaving belly. Then, laughing obscenely and driven by lust, he fucked the hell out of her virgin pussy.
He held her hips tightly, cruelly, and fucked his wet prick into her cunt again and again. It slipped in and out faster and faster, harder and harder, soaked with her pussy fluids and her virginal blood. The blood and the girl-cum made her tight little cunt squishy and slurping sounds arose from her crotch as he drilled his prick into her.
He threw his head back and grit his teeth. He arched his broad back and drove with his hips with a fury. Lisa swooned, almost passing out from the pain and the rush of incredible feelings in her pussy. He kept on fucking her pussy with great power and force.
Lisa's cries of torment and pain filled the room. Her lovely young body bucked and jerked fitfully as the big prick ravished her pussy. Sharp, burning sensations raked through her ravaged cunt as the last shreds of her cherry were ripped out of her.
The sharp pains of the powerful fucking drove her out of her mind. Thin, strangled cries of anguish escaped her lips as the man raped her pussy. The vicious fucking tore at her nerves and sent her into wild convulsions.
"No more!" she screamed. "Stop! Stop! Ohhhhh, please... stop!"
But he didn't stop. He couldn't stop. This was the freshest, tightest, sexiest little cunt he had ever fucked. So he had to fuck her viciously, brutally, no matter what it did to her.
He groaned and fucked her harder. He yanked at her slim hips and made her pussy come back onto his drilling cock. He pulled and drove his cock at the same time. His cock-head reached deep into her heaving belly, each plunge a new pain for Lisa.
Now he was really sweating. The perspiration poured from his forehead and upper lip and down his hairy chest. Sweat formed all over his straining body as he worked to fuck the life out of the helpless girl. He grit his teeth and drove all of his prick into her quivering, cummy little pussy Blood mixed with juice squished and spurted around their crotches as he drove his powerful cock into her cunt. He didn't care about the blood, it aided his vicious entries. He laughed and fucked his cock into her with a vengeance. Lisa whimpered and moaned weakly as she came against her will.
The most intense orgasm of her young life rippled through her body. The way it made her whole body ripple and twist and hump pleased her rapist. He chuckled and pulled rapidly at her hips, yanking her ass up off the table, and drilling all of his long, thick cock into her cunt.
Lisa moaned weakly, almost unconscious from the vicious fucking. With her body lax that way, he was able to control it. He gripped her hips brutally and worked them round and round to make her tight little pussy suck and fuck his cock.
He churned her hips for her as his cock-head drilled deep into her guts. His prick made her cum again, then again. Lisa cried out against the outrage, but it did no good. Her pussy creamed several times for the rampaging cock.
Panting for breath, the man slammed all of his prick into her velvety cunt. His hairy nuts rammed against her ass-cheeks as his prick-head ripped into her belly. He buried it in her and kept it buried. Then, grinning and chuckling lewdly, he released her from his grip and left her suspended above the table—impaled on his long, throbbing cock.
Lisa gasped for breath. Through heavy lidded, tear-filled eyes, she saw him towering over her. She cried bitterly and peered down between her pain-streaked tits to see her naked little cunt stretched open on the big cock.
The man grinned at her horror-stricken face. He licked his lips and eyed her tits with a new hunger. Lisa cried out when he suddenly attacked them with his mouth while he resumed fucking her cunt. He chewed her tits and nipples until she screamed and he drilled all of his vicious cock into her burning, aching pussy.
He grunted. His nuts tightened up against the thick base of his fucking prick. Lisa felt something deep in her belly, a swelling of his cock-head. She screamed. He was going to shoot his load of jism into her!
"No!" she squealed. "Please no! Don't shoot in me! You'll make me pregnant!"
He laughed and plastered his mouth on hers to silence her. Chuckling through the cruel, painful kiss, he fucked all of his cock into her and let loose with a fiery load of cum. Lisa wept sorrowfully as she felt his prick explode in her guts.
He jabbed forward, burying his prick in her belly. His body tensed, then jerked wildly. He plunged his cock once more and loads of hot jism torpedoed out of his piss-hole. Gush after gush of cock-cream burst into Lisa's churning, quivering cunt.
He rammed his tongue down her throat and almost choked her to death as he fucked every last drop of his burning jism into her pussy. Lisa shivered and shuddered with orgasm as the spitting cock forced her responses.
Dizzy, half-conscious, almost delirious, the poor girl writhed and twisted wildly on the table as the devastating cock drove her crazy. Her first real fucking made her fuck back. Her tight little cunt, wet with cum and blood, fucked crazily on the drilling, shooting cock.
Her eyes rolled in her head and her breath escaped her. She lost all control of her teenaged body and it became a slave to the man's perverted demands. It went lax and limp, and he took full advantage of it. Mark chuckled and fucked his spitting cock in and out of her young body with increasing pleasure. He came like a horse in her belly.
When he finally stopped fucking her and pulled his soaked cock out of her cunt, he stood back and leered at his handiwork. Blood and cum-juices and jism leaked out of her baby cunt and trickled down her ass-crack. Andrea could see that, too, and it horrified her. She made muffled sounds and stared with hatred at the man's back.
He turned and looked at her. He smiled, looking her body up and down. "Don't worry, rich bitch. I didn't forget you. You want some too, huh?"