Chapter 8
Andrea's screams of protest drew attention to her that she didn't really want. The man shoved half of the thick whip handle into Lisa's cringing cunt and left it imbedded there. The nine tails hung down over the edge of the table between her feet. They swung slowly in the air as Lisa's aching pussy twisted and turned in agony.
The man glared hatefully at the wild-eyed, angry woman in the harness. He bared his teeth and kicked her tits as he went by her. He kicked her cunt from behind and pulled another whip off his wall of torture devices.
This was a bull-whip, large and deadly. With his teeth bared and his lust soaring, he raised the whip high in the air and brought it down full-force. It sang through the air and Andrea cried out even before the lash cut into her ass-flesh.
The powerful arm, glistening with sweat, rose up again and again as he whipped the woman's exposed ass relentlessly. Andrea's screams grew louder than her daughter's.
Disheartening for her was the fact that each time the lash struck, it laced into a fresh, new spot on her pink-toned flesh. He whipped her unmercifully until, at the last, her beautiful round ass was completely covered with ugly, jagged red welts.
By this time, Andrea was close to hysteria as pain and fear ripped through her brain. She shrieked and screamed constantly, sobbing pitifully as the man lashed her ass. It felt as if he were cutting her to ribbons.
Then the man aimed his terrible whip at her pussy. A couple of mean cuts made Andrea scream for help. The man laughed and whipped her cunt brutally, all but driving the senseless woman out of her mind with the excruciating pain.
Drooling and grunting, the man stepped back and proceeded to give her helpless legs the same vile treatment. He soon had her lovely legs red and welted to his satisfaction.
Andrea now choked out her sobs of fear and pain as the lashing whip made its way back up to her sweltering ass. The man cruelly delivered a volley of sustained lashes with such force from his broad shoulder and powerful arm that Andrea almost fainted dead away.
She gasped a long, thin gasp and new tears fell from her eyes as the whipping continued. She shuddered with dread, suddenly feeling as if he were hacking away at her ass with a meat cleaver. It felt like her ass-flesh was being torn to shreds, cut and ripped open by an angry bear Young Lisa forgot her own pain and humiliation for the moment and screamed at the horrible man who was beating her mother so savagely.
"Stop! Stop!" she yelled frantically. "You butcher! You'll kill her!"
Mark jerked his head around and stared at the screaming little girl. His burning eyes darted to the whip-handle sticking out of her squirmy young cunt and he grinned obscenely at her.
To spite the frightened teenager, he whipped her mother's ass and thighs some more, until Andrea saw blackness swirling in her head. She was about to pass out from the intense pain—something she would have welcomed at the moment—when the man stopped lashing her flesh.
He watched her writhe in the harness. She sobbed wildly, uncontrollably, with deep heavy pangs racking her aching tits. They bulged and quivered before the man's hungry, lust-reddened eyes. Her face looked like a grotesque mask, twisted and misshapen by agony.
Gasping for breath, she forced her eyes open and craned her neck to look at her assailant. The first thing she saw was his cock. It was enormous, swollen, ugly with slime, drooling like his evil mouth. It horrified Andrea!
The madman gripped his giant prick in a fist and wagged it at her, laughing insanely. He arched his back and thrust his hips forward, which sent his prick rocketing into the air before her eyes.
"See what you do for me, rich bitch?" Mark growled. "You like this? Big, huh? Where do you want it?"
"Oh, nooo," Andrea groaned.
Her tormentor chuckled and moved to the wall where he untied the rope and let her writhing body down just a few inches. Her hair, fingertips and toes touched the ground. Mark re-tied the rope and went back to her body.
He stood behind her and ogled her ass. It was swollen with large red welts. It looked to him that her ass was on fire. Just the sight of it made his big prick loom larger in front of him.
He chortled and gripped his cock in one hand. He stepped between her weak legs and daubed the wet end of his prick against her asshole. Andrea cried out in horror and dread but there was no stopping the beast of the man.
He braced himself and gripped his hard-on tensely to tame it for the moment. Aiming it carefully, he inched forward until his bulging cock-head kissed Andrea's asshole. Then he gripped her inflamed ass-cheeks and, with his rough thumbs, stretched them apart.
Her brownish asshole appeared, open and wet with his pre-cum. With little warning, he thrust his prick hard and imbedded his cockhead in the narrow, tight fuck-hole. His prick stretched her asshole even farther and he held it inside her while his sex-slave whimpered and cried in terror.
A chuckle emerged wetly from deep in his throat. He grit his teeth and set his feet apart, hunching his powerful hips and suddenly drilling his big cock into the woman's defenseless asshole.
He fucked her ass with savage and brutal thrusts. He basked in her screams as his enormous hard-on raped her ass. His cock became a club in her insides and he beat the shit out of her tortured bowels.
Sweat poured from his face and hairy chest as he fucked her savagely, alarming and disgusting young Lisa. He gasped and choked hornily as he fucked Andrea's wrenching, clenching asshole all he wanted.
Andrea screamed shrilly with each and every thrust of that immense prick. She felt every pang of pain when it ripped into her helpless body. It almost made her pass out when he drilled into her bowels like a pile-driver.
She screamed and Mark fucked. He laughed and she wept. She shivered with fear and dread, he shuddered with lust and horniness. He groaned with pleasure, she moaned with pain.
He drove his cock relentlessly until his nuts crawled up against the base of his massive cock. Then he fucked faster and harder, reaching for his gut-ripping orgasm. Andrea shrieked horribly as his immense cock ripped into her asshole.
His whole body shuddered finally and he let out a howl. He threw his head back and thrust all of his prick into her tight, spasming asshole. Gritting his teeth, he buried all of his cock in her bowels and let loose with a fury of jism.
His whole cock jerked and jolted violently. His fingernails dug painfully into Andrea's twisting, screwing hips as he deposited all of his cum in her body. His cock-head exploded deep in her bowels and spit savagely for a long time, gushing wildly.
He filled her guts with his hot jism and laughed through it all. That the woman he was fucking so brutally was hurt and weeping pitifully meant nothing to him. All that mattered was that his enraged cock was spitting its juices into a fuck-hole—anybody's fuck-hole!
As his prick pumped its load into her bowels, he leaned over her aching body and thrust his hands under her. He gripped her tits roughly and squeezed them so tightly that Andrea screamed. He chuckled and drove his cock again, letting it shudder in her ass as he mauled her tits.
Hotly, lustfully, he grabbed the rope and the leather and pulled at them to create more pain for the hapless woman. Her flesh yielded to the bonds and streaks of pain shot through her body as he finished fucking her ass.
He finally pulled his cock out of her clenching asshole and stood back to stare lewdly at her. He watched evilly, making young Lisa sick, as his egg-white jism seeped out of Andrea's twisting asshole. Big, thick globs of cock-cream dropped onto the ground. Lisa shut her eyes.
The man peered down at his spent, wet cock. It needed new stimulation and there was only one thing he knew that would raise his cock again—female pain. Not female beauty, as with other men, but female suffering, female agony, female screams of fear.
Lisa watched him warily now that he was finished with her mother. Her pretty tits heaved and her eyes sparked with new fears. She didn't like the way the man was smiling to himself as he crossed the room to that weird chest of his.
Her eyes widened when he came back with his big hands filled with metal clips. They looked like metal clothes pins with small jaws of steel.
To her surprise, he yanked the whip-handle out of her pussy and dropped it to the floor. She heaved a sigh of relief as her cunt-walls closed to their normal, narrow size.
He grinned at her when he heard her sigh and saw her ripe young tits quiver. He moved around the big table and stationed himself next to her pretty, bulging tits. He licked his thick lips and Lisa shuddered.
"Cute tits," he murmured, eying them hotly. "Bet you play with them a lot."
"I do not!" Lisa exclaimed.
Her pretty face reddened and the man laughed. Andrea recovered enough to glance over and see her daughter's blush. She knew why Lisa was embarrassed. Of course, she played with her tits, every young girl does that. What made it so humiliating was this animal of a man speaking about such a private thing.
"L—leave her alone," Andrea said weakly. The man whirled at the sound of her voice.
His eyes flared and he stepped up to her. He grinned down into her defiant face for a moment then, unexpectedly, brought his big knee up full force. Andrea's head snapped up and back and she cried out in pain.
"Shut your fucking mouth, bitch!" Mark snarled.
He went back to what he was doing with young Lisa. He took a metal clip and clamped it on her right jutting nipple.
"Ow! Owww! Owwwww!" Lisa cried out.
She stared horrified at the metal thing sticking up from her tortured pink nipple. The man chortled and fixed another clamp on her left tit. Lisa screamed and Mark grinned, watching her rubbery nipples grow rigid.
"You feel that?" he taunted. "You like your tits to feel, don't you? Now you got some feelings in them!"
Lisa's face screwed up in pain and tears welled in her bright eyes. She sobbed and begged the man to remove the clenching clamps. He just laughed at her and watched her tits rise and fall rapidly as the pain coursed through them.
"Please!" Lisa screamed. "Oh, my God! Take them off!"
She stared through tear-filled eyes at the clamps pinching her nipples. The serrated edges dug into her tender flesh. Yet her pink nipples hardened before her eyes, as if she had toyed with them for an hour!
Andrea screamed at him again, at the risk of her life. But this time the man ignored her completely. He was mesmerized by Lisa's nubile tits, so young and fresh and round and hard, not big and baggy like her mother's. He liked them. They looked cute, like toys.
He wanted to see how much the young teen could stand. Though her tit-mounds were small he managed to get some flesh and clamp another pin. Lisa shrieked.
He chuckled and attached several clamps to her thrusting, quivering tits. When he was finished, her tits looked like they were being attacked by a school of small sharks. The upright clamps were surrounded by several other clamps around her tits.
The man felt a tickle start in his balls. It was just a tickle, but it was a beginning. It was what he needed. He knew how to get a hard-on.
"Aaiieee!" Lisa shrieked.
She pulled frantically at her bonds, but to no avail. She only hurt her wrists and ankles and her ass, which was still tightly pressed down on the rough wooden wedge that elevated her pussy.
"Take them off!" she screamed. "Please! Please! Ohhh, you're killing me!"
"Want them off?" Mark laughed lewdly.
Lisa screamed again when he removed the clamps, because of the way he did it. His way. He flicked a clamp with his fingers. It jerked from Lisa's tit and snapped shut in the air before falling to her chest. Long streaks of pain shot through her tits.
He flicked another clamp. It jumped up and off, snapped shut and fell. But the teeth of it scraped roughly against Lisa's tit-flesh before leaving. The man laughed and flicked another, then another. Lisa squirmed and cried as he chuckled and had his fun with her aching tits.
He left the upright ones on her nipples. He grasped one and, staring into Lisa's wet eyes, slowly twisted it until her screams hit the ceiling. He chortled and twisted the other one. Her little nipples felt like they would be ripped off. His cock was half hard now.
Andrea's outcries bugged him again. He paused in his torture of the teenager and went over to the woman. He reached overhead and gripped the hanging rope in both fists. Laughing all the while, he lifted and dropped, lifted and dropped, jouncing Andrea's body up and down. The sheer weight of her body created great pain as leather straps and ropes cut into her flesh.
"Yell, bitch!" he spit. "Go ahead, yell your fucking head off! I'll give you something to yell about!"
He pulled on the rope and yanked it and pushed it back cruelly. The jerks of the rope made Andrea cry out with pain. Then he stood back and kicked her in the face, then in the cunt. Finally, he set her body spinning dizzily and left her to her own fate as he returned to his cock-raising fun.
With his prick half hard and his lust mounting, he grabbed his metal clamps and set them on the table between Lisa's legs.
"No, nooo, not that!" she cried, knowing what he would do.
Like a mad doctor operating on a piece of flesh, he pinched her left pussy-lip and pulled it away from her body. He stretched it out painfully and snapped a clamp on it. Lisa's shrill voice echoed throughout the cellar.
He yanked at her right cunt-lip and clamped the jaws of another metal shark on it. Each time he attached a clamp to her tender pussy; Lisa groaned and rolled her head back. She sobbed pitifully as ecstatic pains shot through her cunt.
Laughing with glee, his prick rising slowly, the man separated the clamped pussy-lips and fingered Lisa's little clit until it emerged pink and moist. Lisa screeched for mercy just before he attached a clamp to her exposed clitoris. The pain was excruciating.
But the animal got what he wanted—a twisting, churning young pussy for his eyes and his mouth.
"I like a cunt to move when I eat it," he muttered obscenely.
Lisa wept loudly as pains of strange intensity assaulted her pussy. She couldn't help reacting against the torture. Her young hips jerked. Her pussy turned and writhed as if to escape the clutching clamps.
Mark stood back a moment and watched the delightful gyrations of her agonized cunt. He didn't often get to watch such a young one. This was a special treat. He counted his luck at finding not only a woman on the road, but a nubile, virgin girl.
Panting like an animal in heat, he reached out and grabbed two clamps on her cunt-lips. He pulled on them and spread Lisa's cunt open. She screeched and her straining fingers clawed the air.
He dipped his face and plunged his tongue into her juicy little fuck-hole, pulling the clamps apart farther and farther. Lisa screamed as sensations of pain and pleasure mixed together in her belly.
"Ohhhh," she moaned helplessly as the clamps made her twist and the man's tongue made her hump.
His nose pressed against the metal clamp attached to her clit and this created great pain and pleasure in her young body. He nudged the clamp from time to time as he drilled his thick tongue in and out of her squirmy little cunt-hole.
He shafted his stiffened tongue high into her pussy and skewered it round and round. He sucked and slurped the juices she couldn't help providing. She wept as she came for him, then screamed as he pulled on the clamps again.
He cruelly opened and shut the clamps as he sucked her pussy. His nose banged the one on her clit. Her pussy-lips stretched wide as he pulled on those clamps. He drove the teenager into a vortex of screaming, creaming orgasms.
"Ohhh, mamaaaaa!" Lisa wailed suddenly, her ass jerking wildly on the wooden block. "I'm cumming again! Ohhh, stop! Pleassssse! Ohhh, dooooonnnnn't! Ohhhh! It hurts! I'm cumming! It hurts! Ohhhhhhhhh!"
She was half out of her mind as the man chuckled lewdly and tongue-fucked her pained pussy. As he sucked and tongue-fucked, his cock grew bigger and bigger between his legs. Only then did he stop licking Lisa's cute pussy and yank the clamps away so brutally that she swooned with agony.