Chapter 5
Lisa clamped her teeth on the panties stuffed in her mouth. Unfamiliar sensations of pain mixed with pleasure rippled through her young body, because of the chain links stuck in her fuck-holes.
The man stood at her feet and leered at her. His eyes ran over her supple, lithe body. He ogled the thrust of her tits, distorted by the twine squeezing them out of shape. He gazed hotly at her little hairless cunt with the big chain lodged in it. He moved aside a little and looked at the chain stuffed in her tight little asshole. He grinned and licked his lips.
Horny out of his mind, he grasped the chain by its loop and took up the slack. The ends moved inside Lisa's pussy-hole and asshole. He chuckled and slowly, ever so slowly, inched the links out of the girl. It was his great pleasure to watch her pretty face screw up in the anguish of unwanted pleasure.
The chain links plopped out of her fuck-holes one at a time. Each made Lisa jerk and gasp into her gag and her body started quivering. Rushes of erotic feelings coursed through her and she came. She wept as her pussy creamed. She didn't want it to, but the wet chain slipping out of her cunt-hole made her cum. She shut her eyes against the man's leering face, against the humiliation, and her whole body quivered and shook violently.
The man pulled the soaked chain out of her clenching, spasming fuck-holes. He gripped the pussy-end of it and swung the chain in the air. Lisa's eyes shot open in time to see the metal come lashing down across her aching tits. Andrea screamed for her daughter. The man chuckled and whapped her taut tits a few more times.
He chortled and smashed the chain into her heaving young belly. Then he hit her pussy again and again, licking his lips to see her pussy twitch and jump under the impact of his blows.
He tossed the chain to the ground and suddenly unshackled Lisa's ankles and wrists. He moved up the length of the table and took her by the shoulders. He pulled at her body and turned her over onto her aching tits, laughing all the while. She sobbed and shivered helplessly as he had his way with her.
He manacled her face down and ass up, with her pretty legs splayed. Chuckling to himself, he went to a workbench against the far wall and turned with a drill in his fist. It held a two-inch bit.
"You're crazy!" Andrea screamed. "What are you doing? Don't touch her with that!"
The man moved up to Andrea and kicked her in the face. "Shut up, rich bitch," he warned. "Or I'll use the electric drill on her!"
Andrea shut up. But her heart broke as she saw the evil man approach Lisa's soft, helpless young body with that menacing drill. Lisa twisted her head and stared in horror at the thing in the man's hands. What in the world was he going to do?
Mark laughed with erotic pleasure and stood at her trembling feet. He set the tip of the drill bit between Lisa's clenched ass-cheeks and slowly rotated the handle. The metal bit turned and entered her asshole.
"Mmmmmph!" she screamed through the gag.
"Stop!" Andrea cried.
He laughed and said, "Keep real still now and it'll feel real good. Make a fuss, and I'll drill another fuck-hole in you!"
Ignoring Andrea's cries and screams and Lisa's stark terror, he leaned down to watch the drill bit enter the girl's cute little asshole. He had done this before, so he wasn't concerned about her welfare. If she didn't jump around too much, he could have his fun with no mishaps.
He turned the drill until four inches of the ridged metal was imbedded in her tight little ass. He laughed and slowly rotated the object several times, delighting in Lisa's half-crazed reactions. Though she kept her ass still, her whole body quivered. He loved that.
When he was ready for it, he stopped turning the bit and used it as a metal dildo on her. Chuckling gleefully, he fucked the prong in and out of her ass to make her moan and whimper and wiggle.
After a few moments of that pleasure, he withdrew the bit and inserted it into her wet cunt-hole. She had just cum, so her pussy was soaked. He laughed and fucked her cunt with the metal dildo. He worked the handle again and the drill bit churned round and round in her belly.
"Drilling out your cherry," he murmured hornily, wild-eyed and horny.
Then he fucked her brutally with the object. With little regard for her well-being, he screwed the bit in and out of her spasming little cunt. Lisa uttered numerous muffled cries as she came again, shivering and shaking helplessly.
Inflamed by his sex-play, the man tossed the drill aside and climbed up onto the table with the hapless girl. His cock was big and wet, a burgeoning weapon as dangerous as the drill or the pliers.
Mark yanked her by the hips until her cute little ass was at his disposal. This doggie-position put a great strain on her legs and ankles and she screamed into her panties. The man laughed and yanked again, getting her ass up in the air.
He needed to lubricate his swollen cock, so he drilled it into Lisa's exposed cunt. He set the bulging end of it between her pussy-lips and then pushed with great force. All of his prick spliced up into her defenseless cunt.
"You'll kill her!" her mother screamed in rage and horror.
The man only laughed and fucked all of his cock into the girl's pussy again. He pulled back and rammed, drew back and rammed, withdrew and rammed. Ram, ram, ram, his prick plunged into her hot belly.
He pulled it out drenched with her hot pussy-juices. Chuckling evilly, he gripped it in a fist and guided the blunt end to Lisa's quivering, burning asshole. He wedged his cock into her asshole. She choked as it came into her body. Her fingers and toes curled and uncurled with pain.
The man's lust for an ass-fuck burst into fiery flames in Lisa's teenaged asshole. He chortled and chuckled continually as he stuffed her tight ass with all of his enormous cock. Though the girl jerked and jumped with agony, he fucked all of his prick into her.
He reared back and breathed hotly through his open mouth as he rammed her ass again and again with all of his wet prick. It slipped into her more and more easily with each mighty fuck-thrust. He gripped her hips painfully and clutched at her as he fucked the hell out of her asshole.
He pulled back and drilled, then pulled back again for another thrust. He withdrew his cock to its bulging head, then drove it home. It plumbed the girl's deepest depths and made her whole body jump and vibrate. She moaned and mewled and quivered all over when ripples of another orgasm assailed her.
He chuckled happily when she came helplessly from the ass-fucking. Delighted out of his mind, he gripped her ass-cheeks tightly and pulled his prick out of her ass, only to plunge it head long into her juicy young cunt. It speared all the way up into her taut young belly, almost knocking her breath out.
He laughed gleefully and pulled his prick out of her juicy pussy and rammed it again into her asshole. Then he set up a lewd, obscene rhythm, fucking each of her wet holes in turn. He drilled his cock into her cunt, then into her asshole.
Andrea screamed at him. Her aching eyes, filled with tears, stared in horror at what the man was doing to her little girl. She could plainly see that he was not only drawing cum-juice from Lisa, but blood! His massive cock was still fucking into her cherry blood, but it was also drawing bits of blood from the poor girl's ravaged asshole.
"Stop! Stop!" Andrea wailed, straining at her bonds, kicking the air with her feet. "Stop, oh, stop, you monster! Can't you see what you're doing? Stop hurting her! Look at her! You're hurting her! Stop! Stop! She's bleeding, you filthy pig!"
The man laughed at the woman's outcries and fucked even faster in and out of Lisa's quivering, squishy fuck-holes. His hips pistoned now, back and forth, back and forth, driving all of his thick prick into her asshole and cunthole. Lisa trembled from head to foot with a series of powerful orgasms that almost wasted her. Her eyes rolled in her head and she was too weak to struggle or scream through the panty-gag in her mouth. She could only go limp and let the beast behind her fuck the life out of her. His hammering lust drove his vicious cock inside her, through the failing grip of her anus-ring and pussy-mouth.
A strange animal sound escaped the man's throat. He threw his head back and shut his eyes and grit his teeth. His whole frame shook violently all of a sudden and little Lisa choked and gasped as his massive cock exploded in her body.
He drilled his prick into her asshole and pumped a huge wad of jism into her hot bowels. He pulled his cock out and rammed it up her cunt and deposited several large globs of baby-making jism. He fucked his cock into her asshole again and spurted more cum. His prick spit and spurt savagely, some splashing over her back and in between her quivering young thighs. But most of it was pumped into her bowels and churning young belly.
He gasped and gurgled strangely and shuddered wildly against Lisa's ass as he fucked asshole and cunt and ejaculated all the jism his burning balls could produce. It was a violent and juicy explosion. It left him gasping for breath.
He dropped to the ground and caught his breath. He looked at the writhing, whimpering little girl and eyed the horror-stricken beauty on the floor. He grinned at Andrea and she shivered.
Silently, lustfully, Mark went to the chest against the wall and pulled out a leather harness. He dropped it near Andrea's head, bent down, and unshackled her wrists.
Andrea started to bitch, to whimper, to complain. But Mark backhanded her face a few times. Her head spun this way and that and she cried out. Then she broke into pitiful sobbing when he stopped hitting her.
He harnessed the weeping woman in the leather device. Grunting, he put two straps over her shoulders. They came together in a metal ring just between her jutting, aching tits. From the ring hung another longer strap, reaching to her pussy.
"Wh—what are you doing to me?" Andrea sobbed.
He ignored her question and her fear. He fastened another strap around her hips and pulled it so tight that Andrea cried out. He wrapped another around her chest. The buckles of the apparatus cut into her tender flesh and made it bulge.
He pushed her legs open and reached under her. He pulled two straps around, in between her thighs, and yanked them tight so that they cut into the edges of her exposed cunt. These he pulled tight and fastened to the front of the belt around her waist.
He attached the loose ends, breathing hotly as labored over her weakened body. When he was finished, Andrea was completely harnessed, her frame tightly strapped in the leather strips. She wept when he stood over her and ogled her trussed body. Lisa wept for her mother.
Mark snorted like a bull in heat as he bent over and roughly tossed Andrea onto her aching tits. Her knees scraped the ground as he hefted her onto her hands and knees. In this doggie position, the leather strips hurt her even more. The ropes around her tits tightened up, too, and her tits protruded grotesquely.
The man hit her in the back of the head and sent her face crashing into the earth. She cried out when her face hit, but he just snarled, "Put your fucking hands behind your back!"
Afraid to disobey, Andrea tearfully set her wrists together at the base of her spine. The man pulled a pair of wristcuffs from his chest of devices. They were fleece-lined with buckles and a ring attached. He first cuffed her wrists, then attached the whole apparatus to the ring on her back. Her cuffs were now linked to the harness.
Chuckling with satisfaction, the man reached up and pulled down the rope he had originally hung her by. He yanked at it and attached the link at its end to the rings behind Andrea's back. Still chortling with pleasure, he went to the rope on the wall and started drawing Andrea's body heavenward.
She cried out as her whole body was lifted from the ground and suspended in mid-air. The harness straps and cuffs gave her much pain as she dangled loosely.
Her head hung down, her long dark hair brushing the floor as her body slowly swung around. Her toes were a foot off the floor, her legs open, the crotch-straps chafing her pussy.
Her tormentor and master at the moment went back to his dreadful chest and withdrew an evil-looking cat-o-nine-tails. With an equally evil grin on his face, Mark approached Andrea's helpless body with it. His spent prick dribbled wetly in front of him as he raised his powerful arm and swung the whip through the air.
The whistle alone frightened both Andrea and Lisa. Then the weapon struck Andrea's fully exposed ass. She winced and shrieked as the narrow strips of leather slashed into her tender bottom flesh.
The hot-eyed man, hell-bent on self-pleasure, stepped around on the floor and suddenly brought the tails upward. Some hit Andrea's aching, thrusting tits, some hit her neck and face. The man chuckled when she screamed and he hit her again like that, just to watch her body jerk and swing around in the air.
Lisa stared with hurting, tear-filled eyes as the man circled her mother and kept hitting her with that awful whip. He made Andrea's body turn on the rope suspended from the rafters overhead, and as it turned, he lashed her tits and back and ass and even her cunt.
A horrified Lisa couldn't help but notice that this sadistic treatment of her mother was exciting the beast with the whip. She couldn't help but see that the more he hit Andrea's helpless body, the bigger his cock grew. As he danced around the woman's swinging body, lashing it and whipping it, his wet prick inched into its full proportions.
Perspiration formed all over his massive body. It glistened before Lisa's fear-filled eyes. She saw the drool of his mouth, the wildness in his sex-crazed eyes, and she trembled with fear. He looked mad as he whipped the hell out of the innocent, sobbing, screeching Andrea. Lisa hated the sight of his big powerful arm as it rose and fell so angrily. Her mother's screams filled the room.
Andrea felt totally humiliated and degraded as her harnessed, and chained body swung loosely through the air—fully at the man's sexual disposal. Her tears fell copiously after a while as pain after pain streaked through her frame. The tails of the wicked cat lashed into her flesh so much that she thought she would die.
The man laughed with glee as he whipped her. He darted this way and that, sweating, panting, and lashing her body to his heart's content. The mere sight of the woman's leather-trussed body made his big cock rise up.
Sweat poured from his forehead. Drops of water dripped from his hairy armpits and trickled down his sides. His chest, his back, his ass and legs, all shined with a film of perspiration as he lashed the woman's body mercilessly. He worked himself up into a frenzy of lust.
Andrea whimpered and her whole body went limp in the leather harness. Gasping for breath, writhing against the pain of the whipping, she sobbed and sniffled helplessly as her frame slowly turned for the man's pleasure.
The harness seemed to grow tighter around her body. The leather straps and metal buckles dug into her soft flesh. The wetness of her pussy, half cum and half sweat, made the crotch-guard chafe her skin. Her discomfort grew with each passing, agonizing moment at the hands of the beast.
Muffled groaning sounds escaped her constricted throat as the man beat her. The whip whistled through the air and snapped across her exposed ass. Stinging ends lashed her asshole and pussy-lips until she screamed with pain. Her asshole burned under the violent impact as the leather strips raked across her fuck-parts. Finally, Andrea could bear no more pain, having reached her level of endurance. She collapsed in the harness and her body hung like an upside-down U, quivering and shaking. To Lisa's horror, the man kicked his bare foot at her mother's beaten body.
"Cunt! Bitch! Fucking rich bitch!" the man spit angrily.
His big foot came up with great power and smashed into Andrea's defenseless tits. He kicked again and again, hitting her pussy, her belly, and again her tits. He chuckled.
Andrea came to hazily, weakly, and murmured pitifully, "Oh, God... I can't stand any more... I can't take it... ohhhhhh please... stop, stop, stop..." The man laughed insanely and lashed her body with his whip as he continued to kick at her fuck-parts. When her body was turned by the force of his blows, he kicked at her tits. He hit them so hard that they burst out of the figure-eight ropes.
He grunted and got down on his knees. He untied the rope from around her neck and retied it around her aching tits. He pulled each loop real tight to make her tits bulge and protrude. Andrea screamed as he pulled the ends tighter than before and retied them behind her sore neck. Then he laughed and kicked at her tits again. His cock swelled up.
Lisa choked and sobbed into her panties as she watched her mother get so brutally abused. Her eyes hurt as she stared at the horrid animal of a man. And she wondered fearfully about what he wanted from her mother. What was he beating Andrea like that for? Why was he getting so excited? Why was his cock so monstrous again—after all the fucking it had done? What, what, what did he want?
She soon found out the method to the man's madness. When he tired of whipping Andrea and kicking the hell out of her cunt and tits, he dropped the whip and stood panting.
Lisa stared and gulped when he gripped his massive hard-on and stepped up to Andrea's face. Chuckling again with his own private lust and pleasure, he took a handful of the helpless woman's hair and yanked her head up.
"Suck my cock!" he ordered.
"No, nooooo!" Andrea whimpered weakly.
He laughed and pulled her head upward, hurting her neck and her tits because of the rope. He pushed forward with his hips. His big cock stabbed at Andrea's face, hit her cheek, and left it wet. He pulled harder on her hair and it made her mouth fall open.
Lisa heard the horrible laugh from the man, and then she knew what he wanted from her mother.