Chapter 10
"Uhhhhh!"
It was strange, a new twist to their already twisted activities. Karl had taken Kathy down, satisfied she had learned her lesson from that vile stretching thing that had nearly torn her in half. The brunette was defeated. No longer did she have that spunky, defiant look in her eyes. Instead, she barely spoke, keeping her eyes to the floor while the men untied the ropes binding her hands together.
"They can have some fun over there. Stretch that one, then tie her bitchy friend on top Maybe they'll enjoy bumping cunts together like a couple of dykes," Karl ordered.
Neither teen objected to the proposal, each one having been trained by now to accept whatever was given them. Betty was first, lying down obediently and stretching her arms up and behind her. Looping several lengths of half-inch line through two eyehooks drilled into the wall, he affixed the teen's wrists to the rope with slipknots.
Karl helped, bringing longer lengths of rope and pushing them through more eyehooks fastened to two posts just in front of the cringing girl. They looped the line around her chafed ankles, tightening the rope in figure-eights, then adjusting the length until her body hung there like a hammock.
Betty tosed her head from side to side, feeling the pulling tension of her body hanging down against her shoulders and ankles. She sniffed, making a face of pain. The girl had thought that by now she would be immune to this kind of pain. But still her body protested the awkward position it was roped into.
"Now let's get the top part of the sandwich strung up," Karl said.
With Kathy both men had to be somewhat more careful and ingenious. Holding the girl, Dan watched as Karl ran back and retrieved several empty wooden crates for them to stand on. There were more eyehooks in the wall behind her as well as on the pole in front. Through these, Karl threaded several pieces of rope, moving Kathy forward and tying two of them to her wrists, then turning her around and bending over to grab her ankles.
Karen cried out, feeling her feet giving out from under her. They were roping her like a hammock just above Betty, her body sagging enough so her tummy touched her friend's. Betty could feel the hot, panting breath of Kathy while both Karl and Dan spread her legs wide and looped ropes around her ankles, tightening the knots just enough to keep her in place, yet loose enough so her pussy would rub continually against Betty's.
"Now, that's a pretty sight-like two hammocks swinging together."
Betty groaned at the soft, warm touch of her friend's belly against hers. What was worse was the touch of Kathy's cunt, the soft rubbing of her pussy against her clit.
Betty tried pushing the sensation from her mind, grinding her teeth together. But try as she might, the young teen couldn't help .but feel her pussy growing hot and tight once more-this time because Kathy's cunt was rubbing gently, caressingly against it. The touch of her fine brown pubic hairs against the dark pink moist meat of her cuntlips drove the blonde teen wild. She twisted her wrists in the ropes cruelly, pulling on her elbows and shoulders, wishing she could drive away that feeling in her cunt. But nothing could keep her from enjoying that touch. What was worse, Betty knew the men could see the pleasure rising in her belly, the flush of joy on her face and tummy as their cunts rubbed back and forth, back and forth together.
"I think we can heat up the situation, don't you?"
There was movement behind them. Betty didn't care. She contracted her tummy muscles, sighing with delight as she felt their tits rubbing against one another.
Kathy was groaning, her back arched unnaturally from the hanging position. She was in far more discomfort than Betty. The blonde wondered if her friend was feeling something in her cunt, some hot tingling feeling that resulted from their rubbing cunts. Betty wanted to whisper that forbidden question to her, but couldn't find the courage at the time. Instead, she just hung there and experienced the pleasurable feelings, feeling them become more and more intense as the seconds ticked by. It was only when she realized Karl was under her that her reverie was broken.
"What are you doing down there?" Betty cried, hearing the sound of metal scraping over the concrete.
There was no answer. She thought she could smell gasoline. She smelled something burning, and she twisted in her bonds, her belly pushing up against Kathy's.
"They're going to set us on fire, Kathy! They're gonna burn us alive!"
Betty's screams made Kathy shriek in turn. The two women pulled and jerked against the ropes, making them groan with the double weight. She felt her friend's cunt rub down deep into her pussy, creating delicious sparks down in her cunt. Their tits pillowed against one another, nipple rubbing against nipple while their sweaty bellies frictioned pleasantly together. Betty arched her back, pushing up, feeling something very warm licking her ass. Fire! They were going to do it, actually going to burn them!
Again the teen shrieked, pressing up against her friend, rubbing her clit up against Kathy's. She could feel her cunt spasm into orgasm, the itchy, achy sensation turning once more into a wild blast of pleasure as the fire licked tentatively against her ass.
"It's just a Coleman lantern," Dan sighed, turning up the valve and letting the flame rise higher. It was flattening itself against Betty's back now, making the young girl twist and turn, pushing her body against Kathy's thighs and tits.
"Oh, ohhhhh!"
Betty sobbed as the weight of her own body pulled tearingly at her muscles. She twisted back and forth, trying to alleviate the pulling pain. But nothing could be done. Kathy above her was doing the same, noticing now, it seemed, the heat generated between them. She looked down at her friend, her face showing confusion as Betty continued cumming against her friend's cunt. The warm, wet feeling of pussy against pussy was the only good thing happening now.
"Please. It's so tight, so tight!" Betty cried, closing her eyes.
"What? Your cunt, or the ropes?"
Both men laughed. Dan was still squatting under the helpless teen, turning up the key a little more. She could smell something burning-her cunthairs! Dan had moved the fire back a little farther and was singeing her pussy hairs. The pain was excurciating, the agony of the flame burning into her flesh.
Kathy screamed along with her friend, her body slapped again and again by Betty's tummy as the blonde desperately tried wriggling up and away from the biting flame.
"Eaghhghghghghgh!"
He was going to brand her ass. Her screams rose, echoing through the room as she twisted and jerked her hips up to escape the licking heat. The flame flickered, scalding her flesh, reddening it. Dan moved the lantern back and forth, at times letting the fire redden the backs of her legs, then at others sending the flame up into her cuntal crack and singeing her pussyhairs.
"No, nooooo!"
They had done terrible things to her. But this was the first time, she thought, they were trying to mutilate her! There had been the knife, of course. But this ... this was far worse! The teen shrieked again, sobbing, pressing her cunt up against Kathy's. She could feel their cuntlips rubbing together hotly, their clits coming together and bumping against one another while juice seeped from their pussies and wet each other.
The blonde shrieked as Dan spread her asscheeks apart, sending the orange flame flickering into the dark, moist realm of her bowels. It was as if a thousand daggers had suddenly slipped into her hole and were pricking the sensitive lining. It was more than the blonde teen could stand! Betty howled, arching her back, rubbing her swollen labes up against Kathy's while jerking her ass from the fire.
"Man, she's hot, hot to fuck ... and that's just what she's doing with that cunt above her!" Dan observed dryly, moving the fire back to the soft spot behind her knees.
"Eaghhghghghghghhgh!"
Kathy cried out, climaxing. Betty groaned, feeling her clit tingle and her cunt quivering. The nerves in her pussy raced with the steady beat of Kathy's cunt. Those ropes. Her friend's pussy. The fire burning up her asscheeks. It was all coming together in a wild frenzy of lust and satisfaction. Betty let her head hang back, her mouth open as she gasped and moaned her delight. Kathy was making her cum. Those men were making her climax. She was feeling that spacey, tingling delight that preceded a hard, stinging orgasm. The teen strained at her bonds, her body touching her friend's again and again while the fire burned her flesh.
She jerked her hips shamelessly. The flame seemed to be biting deeper into her, making her cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Betty's columned thighs ridged, her back arching while her asscheeks jiggled from the wild moves she made against her restraints. She was making hard fucking movements against Kathy's pussy, forcing the girl above her into another series of climactic spasms. The brunette thrashed like a maniac, her tits bouncing against Betty's while her cunt rubbed up and into her friend's pussy.
Dan growled, beating his cock with one hand while guiding the flame up into Betty's asshole. The girl shrieked like one of the damned, thrashing from side to side, mewling and moaning as she squirmed up against that marvelous rubbing cunt. In a moment, in one wild wonderful moment, Betty knew she'd be cumming.
"Aghghghhhhhh!"
The pain, the heat, everything combined into a heady stew. Her eyes rolled, her face contorting in ecstasy as her climax shattered through her with the force of an atom bomb. Kathy was pounding furiously against her, another orgasm tearing through her.
"Aghghhhhhh!"
Betty felt her body melting into her friend's while the fire brought her to an incredibly powerful cum. It seemed as if she hadn't climaxed in months, so overpowering was her pleasure.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity of wanton orgasm, her passion ebbed. Betty sagged there on the ropes, moaning, feeling spent.
"That's enough," Karl said, glancing at his watch.
Peering to his right, he saw Dan with that awful camera again. Four more pictures, more reasons for Kathy's and Betty's silence.
"And they won't be in his office any more," Karl said while Dan began lifting Kathy from her bonds.
"No more. You can't expect more from us," Betty sobbed, crashing to the floor after having been freed from the ropes.
"Not today, of course. But after some time, I expect you and Kathy to be ... uhhhhh, cooperative, understand?" Karl said, tapping the photos together and handing them to Dan.
"Oh, Betty, do what he says. We can't fight them," Kathy wailed, putting her head in her hands.
Betty grimly looked at them, then nodded her head in agreement. What else was she to do? They had backed them into a corner from which there was no escape. She looked at the piles of clothes and thought the best thing to do was leave in one piece and think about something to do later.
"Oh, by the way, Betty, I think you'll pass my class with flying colors. Too bad neither of you are in Coach Ungar's classes. I'm sure your grades would be outstanding there as well," Karl said, throwing Betty's skirt in her face.
She almost smiled. Well, there would be little need to study biology this semester. And perhaps all this wasn't so bad. After all, in spite of the horrors, this was certainly more exciting than cracking a book. Perhaps in time she and Kathy would become accustomed to servicing these men. Perhaps. But now all she thought about was home and sleep. Tomorrow would bring another perspective to all this, and she might find herself knocking on Mr. Wilson's door for another period of ... extra study.