Chapter 9
He needed fresh stimulation. Something nut-pleasing. Something cock-raising. His obscene mind raced through a series of sadistic ideas as his fiery eyes danced from female to female. He made a decision.
Mark untied the rope knot on the wall and Andrea's body dropped heavily to the floor. He just let the rope go and she crumpled on the ground, groaning with pain.
He stepped over to her and unshackled her wrists. He knocked her over onto her back and grabbed her hands. He pulled them to her waist and shackled them together on a ring near her navel on the harness. Then he hoisted her body back up into the air, her ass down, her back arched painfully in mid-air.
She dangled screaming, the blood rushing to her head. She was arched like a bow, her hair and feet almost touching the ground as her body slowly swung.
Lisa could see Mark better than her tortured mother. She watched fearfully as he went to the big board attached to the wall. She frowned in perplexity at the array of strange devices displayed there.
She saw sexual objects of every shape, size, and form. Dildoes of different colors and proportions were clamped to the board. There were metal rings, whips, chains, various cuffs, leather straps, butt plugs, double-headed dildoes.
Lisa watched the big hairy hand reach out and take down a ten-inch metal dildo. It was a hollow tube, about two inches thick, but one end was closed with a bulbous head of steel. Why was it hollow? Lisa wondered. Why was it made of metal?
The man carried the weighty dildo to his gas stove. He fired up a burner. Crouching down, he looked around the room, saw what he needed, and crossed the floor. He returned to the stove with pliers in hand.
Lisa's curiosity reached a peak of genuine anguish and fear. She stared wide-eyed as he crouched and slowly passed the dildo over the open flame of the burner. He clamped the pliers on the open end of the metal tube and heated up the bulbous end.
Lisa's young mind whirled, then c1icked into place. Her mouth flew open and she screamed. Andrea couldn't see the man, but she could see her daughter upside-down.
"What is it?" she screeched at Lisa. "What's he doing?"
"He's heating it!" Lisa cried.
"What? What's he heating?"
"A—a—thing!"
"What kind of thing?" Andrea shrieked, frightened.
"A—a—" Lisa searched her mind for the word. "A dildo! A metal dildo! He's making it hot!"
"Oh, my God!" Andrea gasped.
Like a commentator at ringside, Lisa gave her mother a step-by-step description of the proceedings. Scared for her mom, she bellowed, "He's coming toward you! He's holding the hot thing with the pliers! He's aiming it at you! Oh, Mama!"
Andrea struggled to pull her upper body upward so she could see the impending threat. She tugged and pulled with her aching wrists, but the strain was too great and she fell back, her whole body jouncing in the tight harness.
But she screamed bloody murder when she felt heat near her belly.
"Stop! No! Don't burn me!" she shrieked.
She heard the man's chuckle and felt a burning sensation in her pubic area. Then she smelled burning hair. He singed off some of her pussy-hair and laughed. Andrea gasped and writhed.
The man's forehead grew damp with sweat as he touched the hot end of the metal dildo to the woman's twisting cunt. The bulbous head of it, still red with heat, burned her cunt-lips. Both Andrea and Lisa screamed.
He chortled and stroked her jerking cunt with the hot end of the weapon. He used the fingers of his free hand to pry open her pussy-lips. He forced them wide to expose her sweet frothy pink cunt-gash. He applied the blistering hot thing to her tender pussy-slit.
He felt his temperature rise and his prick get harder as he ogled the luscious wet pussy of the screaming woman. His cock throbbed into greater life as he rubbed the burning metal against her cunt-flesh and watched how her pussy churned in agony.
Andrea felt the searing hot object heat up her inner thighs and burn against her cunt. Her whole body whipped and jerked and she let out long, horrifying shrieks of pain and agony. Lisa sniffled and wept bitterly as the man burned her mother's pussy.
Again Andrea felt and suffered the white heat touch of the solid scorching metal. It burned red and seared her open pussy-mouth mercilessly. Her exquisite sexual pain was the man's exquisite sadistic pleasure. He laughed throatily and glared with hot eyes.
The aroma of seared flesh and hair flared his nostrils and gripped his brain. The scent of sizzling pussy-flesh intoxicated him, arousing his big prick. It made him wild with lust.
Licking his thick lips wetly, slopping up his own drool, he suddenly drilled all ten inches of the dildo into Andrea's helpless cunt. He chuckled and pushed it right up into her pussy-hole with great force. Her body jerked with pain as the red hot iron thing invaded the woman's body.
Lisa screamed and tossed her head and squeezed her eyes shut and cried loudly. Andrea wailed and shrieked as the long, thick hot metal burned deep in her belly and all along the length of her pussy-channel. Her hips jerked and writhed and her cunt twisted and churned madly.
The man lit a cigarette, stood by, and watched the agonized gyrations of her bushy cunt.
Andrea's screams filled the room as she tried with all her might to kick out at the man. She prayed that her flailing feet would get him right in the nuts. She wanted to kick the hell out of his cock. But the man was safely behind her, grinning and staring at her wounded pussy.
He didn't move until her pussy sizzled and slowly cooled the iron dildo down. Then he moved to the wall, untied the rope, and hoisted her body up until her ass was level with his burgeoning prick.
He secured the rope and moved around between her kicking legs. He knocked them open and positioned his hips between her thighs. He grinned lewdly—a grin that made Lisa shudder.
Mark held Andrea's body still so that only her pussy was turning against the pain of the hot steel shoved up her pussy-hole. He pressed the end of his stiff cock to her asshole and shoved with all his might.
Andrea shrieked with new pains as he drilled his massive cock into her asshole. She almost passed out when cock and dildo crashed together in the center of her guts.
The man chortled obscenely and fucked her like crazy. He was crazy, crazy with incredible lust for this woman's writhing, tortured body. It was all his, his slave, and he was its master. So he fucked her asshole and ravished her cunt-hole brutally.
Lisa stared in disbelief as her young, virginal eyes saw things she had never even dreamed of. The look of intense pain on her mother's tortured face made her flesh crawl. She wished she could help her mother, but it was a hopeless wish. She herself was in mortal danger, her tits squeezed in nylon cords, her ankles and wrists cuffed tightly to the four corners of the torture-table.
Andrea's screams were reduced to helpless moans and whimpers as the big man raped her ass cruelly. He rammed all of his thick cock into her guts and each time he did so, his pelvic bone rammed the metal dildo into her pussy.
Andrea at last passed out. The burning pain was too much for her tortured brain. Her whole body went limp. The man laughed and fucked all of his wet cock into her lax asshole, now a sucking piece of meat.
"She's dead!" Lisa cried, horrified at the sight of her mother's loosely swinging head. "You've killed her!"
The man looked at the girl and she looked appetizing—so afraid and weak. Such pretty young tits. Such a cute cunt. Such nice legs. Such a sexy ass. She looked like a little version of a big girl. His prick throbbed hotly in the confines of Andrea's squishy asshole.
Lisa soon regretted calling attention to herself. The man pulled his big cock out of Andrea's tight ass and left her dangling there with the big dildo stuffed up her pussy. He picked up his cat-o'-nine-tails and attacked Lisa.
He stood at her side and lashed her belly with the whip. Whack! Whack! Whack! Three strokes of the whip and her young body tensed and jerked in pain. The thongs stung her mercilessly. Her torturer knew how to handle a whip and he never missed his mark.
Crack! Mark lashed her pussy. Whack! He whipped her face. Snap! He stung her pointed tits. Lisa's cries grew louder and longer as he repeated this ritual. The incredible pain coursed throughout her body in waves of heat and horror and she sobbed pitifully.
He threw the whip aside suddenly and stepped up to the table. Leering obscenely, he used both his big hands up and down her naked young body. He smashed her in the face with the back of his hand. He grabbed her tied tits and squeezed them brutally. He pinched her pink nipples until she screamed. He laughed.
He took a pink nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it brutally. At the same time, he drilled two large, gnarled fingers into her defenseless pussy-hole and screwed them around so forcefully that it hurt her insides.
Her young eyes met his. Hers were filled with sudden and violent hatred. Her pretty mouth curled up into a twisted sneer.
"You bastard," she mustered the strength to say. "You rotten, filthy bastard. You'll pay for what you've done to me and my mother. You'll pay!"
Mark just laughed in her face and said proudly, "How will I pay, baby? Nobody even knows you're here. You're my slaves, and I'll keep you here as long as I want. I'll fuck you both to death if I want to."
"You won't!" Lisa screeched, horrified at the truth of his threat. "Somebody will see our car out there! Somebody will come looking for us!"
"Don't you wish!" the man laughed. He twisted her nipple so hard and rammed his fingers so deep that the poor girl almost passed out. Her scream died off in a gurgle of wet choking as pain overcame her senses.
When he let up on her tit and pussy, a sudden wave of relief softened her pretty face. She gasped for a cool breath. Her bee-stung, pouty lips parted sexily, her moist mouth making his swollen cock jump.
He suddenly jumped up onto the table and straddled Lisa's chest with his heavy knees. His cock loomed large over her face and she stared at the wet thing with growing terror in her young heart.
"Your pretty mouth was made for something better than bitching," he snarled, and inched his bulging cock-head toward her face.
"Please," she begged quickly, "not again..."
Her plea was cut short as he stuck his swollen prick-head into her mouth. It stretched her lips and left no room for words, just a gasped, stifled muttering. Her little tongue accidentally licked his piss-hole. She withdrew it quickly, alarmed at herself.
He chuckled and said through clenched teeth, "You better suck my cock real nice, rich bitch, or I'm gonna go get that metal dildo out of your mother's cunt, heat it up again, and stick it in your fucking little mouth!"
A streak of fear shafted through Lisa's heart like a knife blade. She knew what he meant. He didn't want her to be passive about the blow-job. If she didn't lick his prick and roll her tongue actively as he fucked her mouth, he would carry out that terrible threat. She would be forced to suck a burning hunk of steel!
Oddly enough, girlish vanity came into play at that moment. She glanced over at her agonized mother and saw what the metal cock did to her pussy. What would it do to Lisa's young mouth? It would burn and scar her lips, which she knew were sexy, and she wouldn't be pretty any more.
Her blue eyes, frightened but reflecting surrender, gazed up into the man's evil face. She hated him, not only for what he was doing to her, but because he forced her to participate. Not only did he demand that she suck his ugly cock, but demanded that she do a damned good job of it—as if she liked his prick!
She was trapped. Enslaved. Beaten. The big thick cock-head stuffed in her mouth told her that she had no choice but to give this animal what he wanted. Tears welled in her eyes at the shame of it all, the injustice of it all, the degradation of it all. His cock-head throbbed between her stretched lips.
She was aching all over, stretched on the table like a spread-eagled prisoner. She writhed at the hips a little in a vain attempt to get comfortable. But there was no comfort for her, not since she'd become the helpless sex toy of this beast of a man.
He grinned lewdly at her and pushed inches of his thick cock into her mouth. Her accumulated saliva lubricated it nicely as he fucked it in and out.
Her nostrils flared against the acrid odor of the man's enormous prick. It smelled of pussy-juice and asshole yet she had to suck it. She shuddered with revulsion as he slid his wet prick in and out of her mouth.
He laughed, sensing her fear and her hatred, and he deliberately pulled his cock out of her sucking young mouth and did a disgusting thing. He mashed his big, hairy nuts down on her mouth and forced her to lick them.
This odor was even worse for Lisa, but she had to endure it. She had to lick her tongue all over his balls and nut-sac, whether she wanted to or not. It was either that or a red-hot dildo. She shut her eyes and extended her tongue and let him squirm his hairy nuts all over her face.
Mark's crotch was musty, damp, foul, and smelly. Lisa gagged several times, choked a little, and almost vomited. Yet in self-defense, she licked and sucked his balls as he desired.
When he was ready, he put his wet cock back into her young mouth, with great pleasure. Her nut-licking had made his prick even bigger and thicker and hotter.
His prick slid smoothly to the back of her constricted throat. It backed up, and Lisa licked at it with her tongue, careful to excite his piss-hole and the special spot just under his cock-head. She cried softly as she sucked his cock the way she would have liked to suck a boyfriend's prick—not a monster's!
She felt his cock grow in width and length as it slipped in and out of her sucking young mouth. It glided easily over her teeth and tongue. He grunted animalistically, revolting Lisa, and forced his big prick in and out rhythmically. She shuddered to taste his cock as it sloshed back and forth inside her aching jaws.
His thrusts grew more anxious. His prick seemed to grow thicker and bigger. The heat from his balls grew more severe against her chin each time he buried his cock in her throat.
Lisa's young mind whirled as the man mouth-fucked her. Crazy thoughts assailed her. She knew that before today, she would never have let a boy put his prick in her mouth. Yet here she was being taught how to properly suck cock by this animal. She stared at his prick as it moved so wetly between her lips.
She sniffled as some tears dripped down her face. This act was so filthy, so degrading, but she had to do it. He had the power and he had that ugly metal dildo. He could make it red hot and stuff it into her mouth.
This thought made Lisa suck faster and harder. She rolled her tongue round and round the man's throbbing prick as he fucked it in and out. She lapped his prick-head and ran rings around its rim.
The taste was nauseating, but she had to bear it. Mark's cock smelled unwashed, uncared for—still caked with Andrea's and her own cunt-juices. Yet she had to go on licking and sucking his prick as if she liked it. Or else... The stench of his sweaty balls rose to make her nostrils flare in disgust. Waves of sexual heat mixed with acrid odors assailed her and made her guts wrench. Still the big cock fucked into her mouth and throat, disgusting her, violating her, nauseating her. She sucked on.
"Suck!" the man suddenly barked.
Lisa's eyes flew open in alarm. As much as she didn't want this to happen to her, she knew he was going to fuck her face until he came down her throat. He was going to make her drink all that thick, ugly jizz. She hated him with a passion.
His head jerked back on his broad shoulders, almost snapped. He clenched his teeth in the sweetest of agonies as his hot nuts tightened up against the base of his drilling dick.
Mark suddenly grabbed Lisa's head between his powerful hands and, to her dismay and dread, yanked it upward. He gripped the sides of her face as if they were her hips and he fucked his stormy cock into her mouth as if it were her cunt.
She gasped and choked and retched on the table as the man viciously raped her mouth and throat. With no regard for her safety, much less her honor, he fucked his thick cock into her face with a vengeance.
His hot nuts exploded. Giant wads of pent-up cock-cream ripped out of his sac and torpedoed through his cock-pipe. Wad after wad gushed out of his piss-hole and filled the girl's sucking, gasping young mouth.
Lisa gagged, but swallowed and gulped to save her life and sanity. The cock pumped and gushed and spurted and erupted violently, like some monstrous spewing machine.
His powerful hands almost crushed her small face. His powerful cock almost choked her to death. His powerful orgasm and gushing jism almost drowned her.