Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnapped heiress who joins forces with her abductors-both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In WHIPPED, SAVAGED SCHOOLGIRL, Annie Watson finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive, then degraded and forced to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Although Annie suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is more of a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Gonna fuck you, bitch! Gonna stick this cock up your cunt till you start cryin' for more. And, baby, you're gonna be beggin' me to ram you harder when you get a taste of this ol' prick!"
Annie Watson stared at the big high school janitor in amazement, her eyes wide at the sudden explosion of words. He had surprised her, sneaked up on her while she was alone here in the corridor. Standing by her half-opened locker door, Annie backed away from the filthy man, her eyes searching frantically for someone, anyone, nearby to help her.
"Wh-wh-what did you say?"
Annie felt the skin tighten on her scalp. Chills raced up and down her spine, puckering up her flesh. The young blonde schoolgirl felt her cunt pucker in fear as the tall man took a step toward her.
"You heard me, bitch. Been waitin' for a time like this when you ain't got your yakky girlfriends around," he said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Annie knew she was in trouble right away. His eyes were sparkling, dark, holding her steadily while he moved toward her. Snapping from her trance, Annie turned and began running down the abandoned corridor, her hands stretched in front of her. Why had she stayed after school? She had decided to hang around the library. Annie had been waiting for Bobby Randall who always seemed to stay after school to study in the library.
What a foolish mistake she had made. The library was three floors above her now. She would never make it up there to safety.
"Help! Someone, help me!"
"Ain't no one around here, so you'd better let good ol' Jack take care of you right now. You be nice to me, and I'll make sure you have a good time," he snarled, racing behind her.
Annie heard his footfalls thudding against the tiled floor. He was just behind her, his hands at times touching her back. She screamed, reaching the first landing and wrapping her fingers tightly around the cold wooden banister. She made it to the second step. But the janitor was quick, his fingers gripping her hair and jerking her head back. Annie screamed, violent pain exploding all through her scalp while her knees buckled under her. She fell to the floor, her legs sprawled to either side of her body. Annie kept on screaming, her arms flailing against the big janitor as he dragged her back from the stairwell to the corridor. She could feel her white blouse tearing down the back. Several of her front buttons had ripped away during the struggle. When she felt his big hands pawing her tits the girl panicked once more, shrieking as loudly as she could while beating her clenched fists against his thighs and legs.
"Shut up, you Goddamned little slut!"
Annie saw his right hand jerk up, his fingers stretched apart from one another. Shrinking back from the big man Annie trembled, trying to bring one hand up to her face for protection. The girl knew just what he was going to do. Then his hand came down like the blade of a sword, the force of the blow snapping her head to the left while her body half-rolled on the floor. Dazed, Annie did her best to struggle back from the stupor that had settled over her brain. When she tried crawling away from him, the janitor slapped her once more, this time with the back of his hand.
"Uhhhhhhh!" she groaned.
His knuckles bruised her chin, the impact of his hand knocking her head hard against the wall behind her. Annie slumped to the floor, feeling the world sinking from her body. She vaguely felt someone dragging her away from the stairs, pulling her a long distance, then scooping her up.
When she finally came to Annie found herself a good distance away from the safety of her locker and classrooms. Harsh, clanging sounds of machinery and the smells of gasoline and diesel oil filled the air. She shook the cobwebs from her mind, opening her eyes and staring all around. He had dragged her down to the janitors' quarters and workroom. She was sprawled on a warm iron grating, below her the sounds of the sump pumps working regularly. Three bright lights illuminated the large basement space. He stood in front of her. Annie pushed the long blonde hair from her eyes, reaching up with one hand and trying to close her blouse over her tits. She screamed when she felt the toe of his boot crash against her knuckles, knocking her arm away. Annie scooted back, her panties shredding on the metal grating.
"Or Big-Cocked Jack here's gonna take care of you real nice," he said, in a growling voice, one hand straying down to his crotch.
Annie shook her head from side to side. She drew her legs together, huddling in a protective ball, begging a silent God to help her. She watched him the way a cornered tiny animal studies the enemy, sobbing quietly. This had to be some wild nightmare, something from which she would awaken with a start.
Jack let her cry for a minute, rubbing his fly, his fingers working around his brass zipper. Annie watched him with fearful eyes, her throat becoming tighter and dryer as she saw his fingers finally work the zipper down and open up his oil-stained trousers. The pants slid down, exposing thick black cock hairs and the long, fat mass of his hard prick. "Oh!" she gasped.
Annie realized then there was no hope for her. That cock sticking straight out from his crotch was going to fuck her! He was going to slip that hunk of meat into her and there would be no one to save her! She had never been with a man ... never! And now her first time was going to be a cruel rape. Her eyes took in the length and width of that prick dangling between his legs. His cock was long, nearly twelve inches, Annie thought, while she studied the double-lobed purple prickhead throbbing at the tip.
"Like lookin' at it? Lots of girls do, baby. Yeah, didn't think you'd be yowlin' once you got a good look at this mother."
"Please, don't ... don't do anything to me with ... with that!" she whispered, her strength failing her. "I've never been with a man."
Jack shrugged, scratching his balls.
"Hard to believe that's true, baby, especially with a nice ass and set of tits like yours. But if it's true, you gotta fuck around sometime. Might as well be with me." He laughed, scratched his prick, then stepped toward her.
Annie crawled away from the approaching fiend. One part of her wanted to touch that prick. She shook her head, trying to drive those awful thoughts from her mind. She was a good girl, someone her mother could be proud of. Annie had been told that only "bad" girls went all the way with men. She had to wait until she was married.
Sobbing harder, the young teen scooted back over the grating, her fingers clawing at the floor until she felt her back against the wall. Cornered! She clenched her fists and pressed her whitened knuckles against the floor. The cold metal made her ass-cheeks clench and unclench as she sat there, dizzy with absolute terror.
Jack pushed his pants to his boot tops, the hot smell of his crotch washing over her like a musky perfume. Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead while her clothing stuck uncomfortably to her. He moved closer, his fat prick waving with each step he took. She saw quickly how muscular his thighs were when he moved up to within several feet of her. Annie felt her tits swell, the nipples taut, straining against her bra. A hot spasm shot through her cunt, making her feel more and more confused about what was happening. As she moved her legs, the girl could feel the slippery sliding of her swollen-open cunt lips against one another.
Jack raised his hand again, threatening her with it, but still not bringing it down against her head. Annie couldn't stand the tension. She screamed, her shout echoing through the large machinery room. Jack muttered something, then brought the hand down hard against the side of her head. Groaning, Annie felt the hot, stinging blow of the open-handed slap against the right side of her face. She collapsed to the floor, one arm draped over her face protectively as Jack bent down and wrapped his fingers around her hair.
Moving back, he pulled her over the grating face-down, ignoring the teen's desperate screams and laughing at the way her legs kicked out from either side of her body. She felt her ankles banging painfully against the iron supports of a catwalk. There was an increase of heat suddenly, and Annie realized he was dragging her up to the boilers.
"You wanna fight, baby? You do and I'm gonna pop you right into one of these mothers. They wouldn't even find your bones once the fires got to you," he said, jerking her head up with one hand and shoving her face against the boiler plate.
Annie cringed, the heat searing her flesh. She could hear the fires roaring within and could only imagine what would happen if Jack were to carry out his threat. She would be cremated.
Annie screamed, kicking back, twisting in his arms, doing anything to get away from this madman.
Jack slid his hands down to her tits, tearing open the white blouse, then pushing his fingers under her halter and tearing it open. She yelped, instinctively raising both arms to her tits. But he knocked them aside, watching and laughing as her tits bounced, her hard little nips glowing and stiff.
He dropped to his knees, still holding her tightly by the wrists. Annie groaned, her head snapping back, her eyelids cinched tight as he began sucking on her right nipple. Never before had any man even seen her nipples, let alone touch them like this. Yet here was the chief janitor, his lips cupped around the stiff nubbin, sucking hard while his teeth chewed down painfully.
Annie screamed and screamed again, her body twisting and jerking in his grip while she endured the awful touch of his mouth against her tits. His teeth seemed to be tearing at her like those of a maddened tiger, the touch sending daggers of fear up and down her spine. Suddenly she began wishing that his mouth would be elsewhere.
"No!" she shouted.
Now he was jerking her blouse up and away, tearing it from her body. Annie shouted once more, pulling back and whimpering as she thought of the pain she would have to endure when he fucked her with that cunt-splitter of a cock.
"Sure, baby, sure. You're gonna go wild with this thing rodding you all the way! Man oh man, it's gonna feel real nice stickin' my cock in there ... yeahhhhhh! Gonna feel good and tight, I bet."
He was holding her with one hand while sliding the other between her legs. Then he was touching her panty-crotch. Annie froze, her body stiff as she felt his fingers working the nylon material up against her pussy. It was so weird, so odd feeling that warm silky touch against her cunt lips. In a moment the material was soaked with her own juices, something the girl was terribly ashamed of.
"Man, you got it comin' outta you that bad, you really need a man's prick in there, honey. And you're gonna get one real soon, real soon," Jack promised.
He pushed her flat on the floor, jerking up her light-blue skirt, then reaching around and pulling down her ripped panties.
Annie felt them sliding over her ankles. She was naked now, stripped like a whore in front of him! She looked at her panties, now dangling from his fingers, his nose buried in the electric-blue material. He was smelling them, sniffing at the crotch panel as if he were some sort of dog!
"Yeah, nice, hot pussy. Mmmmmmmm, best smell in the fuckin' world. You want ol' Jack in you real bad, no matter how much you're fightin' him off, right?"
"No, no, that's not true!" she sobbed.
He threw the panties to one side, sliding his hand down and jamming his palm between her legs. He forced her legs to spread more widely apart, rubbing his hand up until Annie found herself choking with fear and lust.
Without thinking, she shoved her thighs down, imbedding his thick thumb in her hot, velvety pussy. Tucking her. ass back, Annie tried to wriggle away from that offending digit. But Jack liked the idea, keeping his thumb buried in the humid depths of her pussy, worming his finger up higher and higher until he had the girl gagging with terror.
"So you're a virgin, huh? I'm gonna find out for myself, bitch."
"No, no, leave me alone! Don't touch me with anything! No, I don't want it! No! Aghghhhhhhh!"
Ignoring her, he shoved his thick thumb into her, wriggling it up, watching as Annie kicked her legs repeatedly in the air. Her ass scooted around and around. Grunting with satisfaction, Jack pushed in until he could feel something resisting the tip of his thumb. Annie stopped her cries, her body stiffening while her fingers clawed at the big janitor's upper arms. He was touching her cherry, pushing it in, trying to tear it from its anchorage.
Annie yowled like a frightened cat, beating her heels against Jack's head. He didn't care what she did, sliding his finger back and finding now her swollen clit, crushing it under his jagged nail.
Brilliant flashes of light seemed to flash in front of her while the shocking pain nearly knocked her unconscious. Annie beat her fists against the big man while tears rolled down her flushed cheeks. She had never experienced that kind of excruciating agony before in her young life. She screamed, panting heavily between shrieks. Jack pulled his thumb away, only to jam it back into her pussy. Thankful that horrid pain was gone for the moment, Annie nearly forgot about the digit until another new shock of agony racked her body.
Her cherry! He was toying with her cherry, pushing the tiny membranes in, scraping his thumbnail around in her cunt and touching all the slick, wet lumps and hollows just inside her pussy mouth. When Annie tried tucking her ass back, he slapped her hard across the face, stiffening his thumb and finally going all the way in.
Annie felt the tearing of her hymen and screamed the scream of the damned. It was a hot, agonizing pain that seemed to radiate to all parts of her body. Her teeth throbbed while the sensitive spots between her toes seemed to spasm with that gut-wrenching pain. The girl turned her head to one side, pulling up one hand and pushing a finger into her mouth. She was trying to keep from sobbing, knowing the crying only inflamed Jack more. He had raped her, all right; raped her with his thumb! She was ruined now, fucked like this on the floor by this filthy animal. And still he wasn't through with her.
"Damn, Sam, you were right," he said with obvious surprise, wiping his thumb against his pants. "Fuckin' virgin! Glad I took care of the mess with my thumb. Don't like messin' up my prick when I got hot fuckin' in mind, you know?"
"Please, let me go," she sobbed, her teeth chattering with fear.
"You've gone this far, baby. Might as well see the whole fuckin' show."
He threw her on her belly, bringing her hands up behind her and jerking her into a doggie fuck position. Annie was humiliated, feeling her ass being exposed as he ripped her skirt up and over her waist. In a moment the teen felt his breath panting against her ass-cheeks and she cringed, flexing the cheeks together. It was just what the big man wanted. He hooked his fingers around her hipbones, bringing his face up to her ass-cheeks and starting to lick them just like a dog. She felt his tongue slopping up her right ass-cheek, then sliding down her asscrack until he stopped at her shitter. Annie let out a horrified groan, her body shivering as she felt that sloppy, warm wet thing pushing up against her ass-hole lips, then stick up into her bowels. He slapped her hard across the ass when she tried pulling away from him.
Then that foul tongue moved down a bit farther until it was touching her cunt. He was licking around the puffed, rubbery outer edges of her pussylips, making them contract. She felt that errant tongue pushing bravely into her hot wet cunt, his moustache tickling her clit while his fingers kept her buttocks spread widely apart.
"Good pussy, good tastin' cunt," Jack moaned, reaching down with one hand and stroking his meat. "Bet I can get that mother hotter. And I mean, real hot."
Reaching back, Jack fumbled in his Levi pocket, fishing out a small black-handled pocket knife. Peering over her shoulder, Annie watched as he flipped it open. He checked the blade, then brought it down against her ass. She let out a cry, her body jerking forward. He was going to cut her to ribbons! After fucking her with his thumb he was going to slice her up!
He slapped her hard against the back of her head, warning her to be still or he would cut her. Annie trembled but did her best not to move a muscle. In a second she felt the knife pressing up against one ass-cheek, tracing a broad arc before moving around to the other. Annie wanted to sink out of sight, to disappear, to die rather than endure this horror. She could feel the hot, wet sticky line of her cuntal crack exposed. She was totally naked in front of him, a slave to him as he continued drawing the blade up around her pussy.
There! Oh, she had done something awful! She could feel her cunt sucking in air, opening in an uncontrollable spasm as the knife traced the outer line of her pussylips. She bit her lip, her face twisting into a mask of concentration.
How the metal floor hurt her knees! How that knife terrified her! And still there was more to come. She could sense it as she knelt there, helpless, waiting.
CHAPTER TWO
"Oooooooooo!"
Annie's lips formed a broad "O" and a wailing sound came from her as she crouched down and felt a trickle of cunt-juice oozing from her slot and wetting down the backs of her legs. How her muscles ached from the tension! And she hadn't even been fucked yet! That monster prick was still outside her body, jerking and throbbing, waiting to fuck into her now-violated pussy.
A shocking chill made her body shiver against the big janitor behind her. The flat of the blade was pressing against her wet cuntal slit, rubbing up from her clit to the bottom junction of her cunt lips. He was rocking the knife back and forth.
Jack was careful, not wanting to slice up the young girl, but still wanting to make her feel the blade.
Annie gasped. The pressure of the blade against her clit made her arch her back like an excited cat. Curling her fingers, she scratched her nails against the floor while curling her toes until they cramped.
"Yeah, you little slut. You like it, don't you? You little bitch! You're like all the others-you act like you're better than shit, but then you can't wait to get down and wallow in it when you get the chance with a fucker like me, right, bitch?"
Jack let go of the girl for a minute, stretching back one hand and sliding his belt from his trousers. Looping the belt around one hand, he slid the smooth black leather around her throat, hauling back as if it were a set of reins.
Annie's eyes bugged out, her nostrils flaring while her tongue slid from her mouth. She gagged, coughing and choking while her face turned red, then a light shade of purple. Fighting for air, the girl wagged her ass back and forth.
In a second Jack released the tension around her throat, but still keeping the belt up against her windpipe while sliding the knife up and down. Her head throbbed from the near-noosing she had received.
Jack was dragging the tip of the blade back, back, stinging a groove down to the edge of the girl's cuntal mouth. The flashes of pain from her clit slackened for a second. But the fear of having her body sliced to ribbons still made her fear for her life.
Jack shoved the knife around the rim of her cunt, then past the puckered rim of her ass-hole. He moved the blade around, making sure the tip once again pressed against her clit. Annie bit down hard on her lower lip, hanging her head, trying to block the moan wanting to escape from her throat. Jack pulled up on the belt hard, snapping her head into position.
"Awwwwkwkk!"
Annie fought once more for air as she felt the glossy black leather press hard against her windpipe. A blackness formed around her vision while her lungs burned from lack of oxygen. Just when she thought she would pass out, the janitor again loosened his grip on the belt. He finally let it drop to the floor.
He poked at the rim of her shitter, making Annie gasp with the shock of that stinging pain. The pinprick stabs forced the rubbery ring of her ass-hole inward. The same forbidden pleasure she had felt after shitting from a Mexican meal rose deep in her guts. For one wild moment the girl feared that probing might be Jack's prick in her shitter.
Jack was panting now, still jacking at his prick. His fingers moved on the cum-slippery cockshaft faster and faster while he poked the tip of the knife against her ass. Turning around and peering over her shoulder, Annie saw him working on his prick. He was paying particular attention to the big meaty cockhead at the end.
Dear God in heaven, nothing could help her as she knelt bare-assed in front of this big tormenting man. Rivers of perspiration ran from under her arms, leaving shiny, snake-like traces on the sides of her tits and thighs.
Jack looked up and met her eyes. "Bitch pig! You like watchin' it too? Now you're gonna take the cock of a real man, baby. It's not gonna be like those wimps you hang around with here! You're gonna be spittin' out cum when I get through with you!"
Annie snapped her head forward, sorry she had stolen those secret glances at the janitor. Now she was going to pay for her curiosity. She could hear the sound of the knife clattering to the floor, feel his fingers gripping her around the hips, feel his cock blindly stabbing at her drooling pussy.
Annie felt that fat, meaty cockhead lodge in her cunthole, rubbing around, making her squawk and grunt like a stuck pig. She felt as if that thrust would rip the knife-pricked skin of her pussy away.
The girl gasped, staring, wide-eyed, ahead at the wall in front of her. Jack still held the knife in one hand while he gripped her to prevent her from squirming out of his grasp. But he needn't have worried. Annie was in this as much as he was now, her inner cuntal walls shivering and clasping at the invading cock.
"Uhhhhhh..."
Once his cock went halfway into her torn, dripping pussy-hole, the janitor let go of her hips and shifted his grip to the big, hanging tits pulling at the girl's upper chest. His fingers dug into her tits and kneaded at them, making the girl groan.
"Ohhhh, yeahhh, baby, that's the way I dig it ... nice and hot and tight! Fuck, uhhhhhh ... good feelin' that cunt snuggin' up against my prick."
"Oh, you're hurting me with that ... that thing," Annie stammered, shaking her head while trying to crawl away from the pain assailing her pussy.
She loathed the man slipping that cock into her cunt, the man spreading her apart, humiliating her with his horrid words and slapping her across her ass-cheeks whenever she let herself sag toward the floor. He was hitting and pinching her, fucking his cock in deeper and deeper by the second. This dog-like position made her feel more degraded than ever.
He penetrated her and hit her and shouted obscenities at her. He pinched her nipples between his fingers, crushing them like nuts. The blonde teen nearly lost her mind. She shouted and drooled, her hair splashing across her flushed face. The big man fucked deeper into her pussy.
With a grunt, Jack climbed onto her like a dog fucking its bitch in the wild. Any decent girl would have made him kill her rather than endure this horror. But there she was, enduring the penetration of his vulgar cock.
The whole length of his fat cock was in her pussy now, stretching her cunt so much that Annie thought she would surely come apart. She felt his prickhead chugging around in her fuck-hole, rodding her out, making her grunt open-mouthed with each downward shove.
"Uhhh ... huhhh! Huhhhhhh!"
She could hardly endure the constant fast fucking of the big man. Jack's fingers were scratching her thighs now, leaving long red scratches and blue bruise marks on her flesh while he fucked down hard and fast. Each forward fuckthrust made her body shiver and shake. Her tits swung out and slapped wetly together.
Annie whimpered, still in protest, trying to stop the dreadful chain of events that had overwhelmed her. But there was no way she could stop the brutal punishment by the cock of the janitor. She tried clenching her cuntal muscles tight enough to stop his driving fuck strokes. But that action only excited the big stud to fuck her harder.
Jack laughed at her protestations against his prick. He twisted her nipples viciously in response, making her yelp and scream. He leaned over her back, licking her curved, bumpy spine.
When she felt his teeth biting her neck, the young teen screamed, shaking her head, trying to knock him from her body.
"Noooo, stop it! Oh God in heaven, what more do you want of me?"
Jack didn't answer, preferring instead to give her a sharp forward jab with his prick. He bit down even harder on her neck.
Annie shrieked, the pain from that bite blasting into her brain. There was agony everywhere-in her tits, her nipples, her cunt, her neck, her back, her ass.
"Aghghhhhh!" she screamed, clutched by pain.
The janitor's teeth nearly breaking the skin on her neck made the girl throw her head back once more. She raised herself up with her arms a little more.
The janitor's belly slapped loud against Annie's welted ass. She felt the wiry hairs of his cockbush against her ass-hole. Every curl seemed to find a little cut around her shitter to pierce. The itching, burning sensation in and around her cunt and ass drove her out of her mind. Annie screamed like a wild woman. Her knees slid on the floor.
"Agghhhhhhh ... ohhhhh, no, no, please don't ... don't do this to me!"
Who was she really talking to? Certainly not Jack. She knew the janitor wouldn't listen to her. Perhaps it was to her own body. No matter how much she hated having his cock in her cunt, friction was friction.
She lowered her head, cursing herself, slavering. Clawing at the floor, she drove her shoulders down. Those horrid teeth once more nipped at her neck.
Jack squeezed her tits, pinching and twisting those tits between his fingers while fucking brutally. The twisting, scratching agony in her tits was fire that ran through all her nerve endings.
Annie groaned, thinking of her home, of her bed where she would be safe from this animal. Crazed with hatred against this man, she tried to pull the janitor's prick off his body. Even the soft firmness of her ass tensed, her asscrack grabbing at his cockhairs.
It was a fight, a struggle of wills on that floor.
Annie squeaked as Jack fucked the full length of his prick into her pussy. His balls swung up and slapped against her groin. The girl growled like a dog, a harsh noise that seemed to emanate from the depths of her throat. No more. She was sure she had reached her limits.
Her crotch threatened to explode, against her will.
Annie tried to hold off just for a moment. The fuck-stroked furnace of heat in her cunt grew, however, threatening to blow apart. She could hear the squishing sounds of his cock fucking through her cunt, his prickhead almost nudging her womb. Annie couldn't take this much longer. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it would surely burst.
Jack was practically fucking her into the floor now, his grunts mixing obscenely with her cries of horror. She could feel his panting breaths against the back of her neck and feel his spittle dribbling onto her spine. How she hated him!
Annie ground her teeth, feeling she had no energy for growling or gasping now. Jack's thighs rushed back and forth, faster and faster, until Annie thought her pussy would catch fire simply from the friction.
He stopped suddenly, his breath catching just for an instant. Annie guessed what was about to happen.
His fingernails were dragging against her skin, raking over her flesh while his belly slapped more cruelly against her ass-cheeks. Jack hit her against the back of her head, cursing her, then bent over and tore the hair from her scalp. He struck her ass with iiis open hand. The harder he fucked her, the more violently he bruised her, nearly knocking her flat to the floor at times. Annie loathed the pain.
And then the girl felt the hard-held lump of tension in her belly slip. She knew she was just a fraction of a second away from an unwelcome climax.
And Jack was ready to go off as well. The hot, tight, itchy feelings between her white shivering legs was so intense, the teen thought she could snap his prick in half when the thick jizz shot out. Gritting her teeth, closing her eyes, the young blonde clamped down tight, trying to stop the sensations.
"Yeah, you want more, eh? You wanna feel more, right, bitch?"
Jack fucked in furiously, a savage jab, one that bounced his cockhead against her womb.
Annie felt the blunt point shooting. Blind with pain, the young teen held on, squeezing her moist cuntal muscles so tight her face turned bright red from the effort.
"Fuck! Goddamn it, you little ... uhhhhhh, fuckin' bitch!"
She felt a blast of cum hosing her cuntal walls. The janitor threw himself over her, his fingers once again milking and kneading her pendulous tits as his body shook against hers. Yes, it was happening! Annie could feel his spunk filling her up rapidly, burning into the sides of her pussy as if it were acid. Her muscles went into spasms, wringing tighter at the prick than before. She jerked her hips around uncontrollably, hearing herself screaming again and again. Jack's teeth broke her skin while another blast of his cum struck deep in her cunt.
"Yaghghhghhhhhhr
The rush of her cum was almost painful. The teen jerked up from the floor and nearly threw Jack from her back. It was an explosion that terrified her. She could feel the throbbing in her nipples, her fingers, her toes. The punctured skin around her cunt and ass-hole was on fire. Between the spasms were waves of numbness that somehow accented the sensations of climax. She sobbed and jerked, knowing that the spurting, jabbing, gut-spraying prickshaft was still attached to that horrid janitor who was laughing at her. Her cunt had betrayed her, milking more and more cum from the janitor's fat balls while he continued biting and hitting and fucking her.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Annie felt her elbows bending outward, then finally collapsing as she fell to the floor. Jack pulled her back up, keeping her tight against his belly until he had finished dumping his load of cum into her cunt. With a groan he loosened his grip finally, letting the teen collapse with a sigh to the floor.
"Good fuckin', baby, real good. You got a nice tight pussy there. We're gonna have some good times you and me later on," Jack said, shaking the sweat from his handsome face while smoothing his hands over her ass.
What did he mean by later on? What was he talking about? Annie lay there, feeling defeated, feeling his softening prick still jabbed deep into her cunt while her pussy throbbed against her will. She could definitely feel those tiny cuts around her pussy now, stinging from the salty cunt juice while the bites on the back of her neck were starting to hurt. He had done a terrible, terrible thing to her. And now he was talking about doing it again? Surely he had to be crazy!
She would tell everyone. She would tell her friends, teachers, the principal. They would arrest Jack and put him on trial the way they did all those other horrible people who molested school children. They would show him! They would-
"Don't think you're gonna be yappin' around about this, baby."
He could read her thoughts! It was a crazy thought, but Annie could not keep from thinking it. Annie still lay flat on her belly, not daring to make a move. Maybe if he thought she were unconscious he would let her go.
"You hear me, bitch?" Jack snarled.
Jack had that belt again, sliding it around her throat and jerking back.
Annie let out a frightened squawk, her arms shooting out in either direction while her knees slid back. Jack stood up now, pulling her back, choking off the air to her lungs once again. She scrambled back, her legs sliding on the smooth floor. She jerked her arms up and clawed her fingers against the smooth belt. How it cut into her flesh, tightening with each passing second. Annie thought she could hear Jack laughing at her as he pulled her back toward that horrid boiler, where she could hear the roaring flames. Her eyes popping out, the girl felt herself wheeled about until she faced the boiler. Jack grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved her face forward, pushing her toward a grate through which she could both see and feel the fire.
"You see that? You wanna be part of that?" he said, tearing more hair from her scalp.
Annie winced, feeling a scream building in her throat.
"No!" she yelled.
"Fine. Thought you might see my point." Jack chuckled, jerking her away from the boiler.
"And I'll do it, bitch. I'll find you no matter what happens and I'll do it. Trust me, bitch, trust me."
Jack threw her sobbing form onto her torn pile of clothes. She gathered them together, sobbing into her blouse, wondering when this nightmare would ever end.
CHAPTER THREE
How she had managed to get home without detection was beyond her. Her clothes had been savagely ripped, dirtied by that filthy man. But somehow she had hid the damage, tucking in her blouse and holding her notebooks in front of her while hurrying home. What would her mother say if she had known? It was still early when Annie opened the front door. She heard immediately the familiar sounds of her mother, Jenny, in the kitchen making dinner.
"Annie? Is that you?" her mom called.
"Yes, Mother. I'll be right back down. Just have to put some things upstairs for a second."
She made it to her bedroom by madly rushing upstairs and flinging the door closed behind her. She would change and nothing would be noticed. Then she would have time to think out the horror that had overwhelmed her and what she would do. Her thoughts were interrupted by her telephone.
Her private line, the one her mother had given her for Christmas, was ringing. Feeling tired, Annie didn't particularly want to talk to anyone. Still, the continual ringing might attract the unwanted attention of her mother.
"Yes, hello?" she said.
"Yeah, this is Jack, your lover, remember?"
Annie froze, her fingers tightening around the receiver while a sweat broke out over her body. How dare he call himself her lover!
"How did you get this number?" she demanded.
"It's in the school records. Janitors have got keys to everything. I know you, know your home address, even how you fuck now, remember? Man, just thinkin' about that tight little cunt of yours right now makes me wanna cum right in my pants," he said, his voice thickening.
Annie felt like sinking through the floor. It was as if he were right here in her own home, sneering at her and her widowed mother.
She could still feel his hand hitting her, his fingers twisting her nipples until they nearly bled. She sat on the edge of the bed, feeling weak all over again, the telephone pressed numbly against her ear. Panic and a kind of sick feeling crept over her. She twisted the plastic coiled cord around in her fingers, waiting for him to get to the point.
"I wanna see you tomorrow afternoon, about the same time, down in my office. We're gonna have ourselves some fun ... lots of it. You'll see." He laughed, then hung up.
Annie sat on the edge of her bed for a long time, the receiver still in her hand. She knew she would burn in hell if she saw him again. There would be more rapes, more beatings until he was tired of her. What would she be like then? He was using her as his private whore!
"Annie! Dinner's ready."
She heard her mother's cheery voice from downstairs and wanted to scream. The world was the same as she had left it this morning. But how different life was for her now. She rose and changed quickly, pushing Jack's horrid face from her mind for the time being, the knowledge she had been raped by that animal. Raped? She paused for a moment, brushing her hair. No. If she had been raped she should have been on the floor screaming and yelling her head off in shame and violation. She had not enjoyed what he had done to her, but she had climaxed.
Yes, she would have to come to terms with that later. Right now, she had her mother to fool, her friends and teachers. That, Annie thought, would be a difficult matter, especially if the janitor kept sniffing after her.
The night passed quickly. When she finally went to bed, she tossed and turned, her dreams filled with images of Jack chasing her about, his fat prick sticking straight out while that horrid belt slipped around her throat and threatened to choke the air from her lungs once more.
Morning came, then the afternoon. In class the young teen wriggled uncomfortably in her seat, distant even to her very good friend Kathy Beddingford who kept nagging her as to what was wrong. At three, after school, Annie locked her locker and smoothed her hands over the blue print summer dress she was wearing. The crowds of kids in the corridor were thinning. Feeling something like a criminal, Annie walked down the main hall, then turned right into the smaller corridor that led to the women's gym. A set of metal stairs led down to the janitor's office. A large green door marked "Authorized Personnel Only" faced her. She knew Jack was behind it, waiting for her, readying himself for her. She trembled, her knees knocking, unaware that Kathy was nearby, wearing a blue gym suit and watching her.
Jack opened the door.
"Right on time. That's the way I like it," he said.
Kathy watched Annie with interest.
Standing next to Jack with a grin as large as his was a younger man about twenty-five, blonde, thickly built.
"Who's he?" Annie asked, trembling.
"You don't think I run this place myself, do you? It's fuckin' big. This here's Jed, my assistant. One of 'em, anyways. I told him about you. Thought he'd be interested in seein' you perform."
"No!" Annie backed away.
"You're damned lucky I didn't get the whole crew of six down here to gang-bang you. Then you wouldn't be able to piss or walk for a week. But Jed here's a little better than the others. He'd appreciate a piece of ass like you, 'specially when I got you ridin' his prick like a pony, right, baby? That's just what she-likes doin' a whole lot, Jed, ridin' dick till she cums her brains out."
"I got me a fat cock she could ride all fuckin' night," Jed sighed, rubbing his hand over his crotch.
"I won't. I won't!" Annie countered, backing away, turning and running up the stairs.
"She's freakin' out," Jack said, jumping after her.
Annie nearly reached the top. She would not take her chances and throw herself into this madhouse. She felt his fingers grab onto her dress. He pulled at the thin material, dragging her back.
Annie grabbed frantically at the metal handrail. Her fingers slipped, then finally flew free of the support. She caught a brief glimpse of the janitor as she fell back, her legs crumpling under her. Her back struck the metal stairs again and again while her arms and legs banged against the handrail supports painfully. There was loud laughter behind her as she tumbled down the stairs, arms and legs flailing, her mind whirling. She finally came to rest at the bottom. With a groan Annie passed out, her dress pushed above her waist and exposing just what the two men were interested in.
She realized she was naked as she came to.
How long she had been unconscious the teen had no idea. She realized her head was hanging back, her long blonde hair sweeping over her naked ass, but she kept her eyes closed. There was a pulling, tearing sensation around her arms and wrists. It was then the girl realized she was hanging from something, as if she were a piece of meat in a butcher shop.
For a moment the teen hesitated to open her eyes. If they thought she was still unconscious they would probably leave her alone. But then the killing pressure against her wrists was making her curious as to what was happening.
Blinking her eyes open just a bit, Annie peered through her long lashes. She could see
Jack sitting on a nearby bench drinking beer, talking quietly to his partner Jed who stole glances at her every now and then.
A tear blurred her vision and her heart began beating hard. First she had had only one tormentor. Now there was a second, brought in for the show by Jack. How horrid this was!
She felt something metallic cutting into her wrists. Annie tried adjusting her young naked body, but felt the metal hurt her more. If only she could take the weight from her arms just for a second she would feel okay. Her shoulder sockets were throbbing now, making her want to cry out. Her toes barely scraped over the floor. Tightening her fingers around the chains just above the metal cuffs, the teen tried taking off some of the weight from her shoulders. Impossible. The chains were unrelenting. The links continued to hold her in place, the cuffs still chafing her wrists while the pulling made her muscles ache.
"Hey, she's awake, I think," Jed said suddenly.
Annie's heart sank. They would be all over her now, doing terrible things to her while all she could do was hang there.
"Yeah, she's awake. Time to teach her a lesson. That little trip she had down the steps should knock some sense into you. But just in case it didn't, I've got some other ways to teach you," Jack snarled.
Annie sucked in a sharp breath, feeling something almost like a tingle of excitement rush through her body. What on earth was wrong with her? She should have been yowling for her very life. Certainly any normal girl would have. But instead she hung there, mute, looking from man to man, wondering what they were going to do to her.
"Beat her ass. That's what my ol' man used to do to my sis whenever she gave him lip. Think he really dug it too-strippin' her in front of us and beating her ass till she was cryin' and yellin' and carryin' on. Yeah, nothin' like seein' an ass laid into with leather," Jed said, his lips growing dry with excitement.
"You know, the boy's got a point," Jack said to Annie. "Jed, you sound like you got some experience. You teach the little slut how to mind with that belt of yours," he said, nodding at the wide black leather belt holding up his buddy's trousers.
"My pleasure, man, my pleasure," Jed said with a slight Southern accent.
"No, no!" Annie screamed.
No one had touched her before Jack-certainly not like that. She watched as Jed unbuckled the belt and pulled it slowly from the loops in his green work trousers. He doubled it before snapping the halved belt in front of her face.
Annie screamed, jerking her head back, feeling her flesh grow hot and sweaty in dreadful anticipation. They were going to beat her senseless. She could see that. She could see it in their eyes. The girl heard her blood roaring in her ears. She curled her fingers, the nails creasing her sweaty palms. Looking around, Annie saw the all-too-familiar boiler room around her, everything appearing far more menacing than before as she hung from the overhead pipes. The faraway hissing of steam added to the feeling she was in hell, trapped in Hades with these two devils who would torture her to death!
"Man, nice ass. Real nice butt," Jed hissed approvingly, passing both hands over her ass-cheeks and grinning when he heard Annie moan in shame.
She closed her eyes in defeat, feeling a terror-quickened pulse leap at her throat. He was kneading her ass, feeling the flesh, then moved around to the front once again. Opening her eyes Annie saw his knuckles whiten as his fingers tightened around the buckled end. He was getting ready to hit her. He was getting ready to lay that leather into her! She crossed her legs protectively, trying to hide her pussy from his belt. She jiggled in her chains, her tits rolling gently against one another while the tips stiffened and grew a darker red. There was a hissing sound. And then the stinging, hot smack of the belt against her left thigh made the girl scream and snap her head back.
"Eaghghhghghghh!"
It was as if someone had pressed a poker against her flesh. Annie kicked her legs out frog-style. Her muscles knotted from the painful blow. She let out another cry, her head rolling forward while her eyes scanned for any damage. Swelling up from her white flesh was a large ugly purple welt.
"No, oh please, no, don't do this to me! Oh God in heaven don't!"
Jed only laughed, cocking his arm back and bringing the belt down once again, this time across her belly. Annie's eyes bulged from their sockets, her lower jaw slackening, but a rush of air came out instead of a scream. The young janitor followed quickly with a third blow, wrapping the belt around her right thigh. The beveled tip bit into an area just inches from her cunt. Annie shouted, throwing her head back again as a shower of sparks blasted into her cunt. Her muscles spasmed while her ass-cheeks clenched together.
"She's gettin' warm to it, Jed. The more you throw at this one, the more she wants, I think. You could go all night with her and she'd still have enough energy for more." Jack laughed.
"She's gonna need it when we get through with her," Jed snarled.
Jed moved behind her now, snapping the belt down her asscrack. Bright explosions seemed to burst in front of her eyes as she felt her ass-hole beat out of shape by the belt. The girl screamed, feeling something very warm trickling down the insides of her thighs. Reddening, Annie realized she was pissing on herself.
Both men laughed, Jed beating her savagely across the ass. She tried to stop but couldn't. He brought the belt down with a particularly savage blow, the pain making her gag. A flash of hatred made her nostrils flare. The urine stopped for a moment. Annie felt as if she had just been dragged through a field of shit. She hung from the straps, defeated, her eyes welling up with tears, her arms feeling as if they were about to be pulled from their sockets.
"Take some shots of this," Jed suggested. "Got a Polaroid in the desk over there, boss. School says we gotta keep one to take pictures of any damage for insurance purposes. Well, we got some real damage here, right?"
"No, no, no!"
The camera was brought out, two shots were taken, both of them showing Annie hanging, large red marks on her body. Jack liked the way Annie was shivering in her chains, tugging at them every time Jed brought the belt down against her body and every blow drew another shriek from the hanging teen.
"Christ Almighty!" Jack laughed. "She sure bellows when she gets a touch of leather!"
Jed agreed with his boss, moving around to the right and bringing the belt down hard against her right tit. The slicing pain made Annie draw her legs up sharply. Her tits jiggled as the leather crashed into her right nipple. The young blonde teen let out another howl, fearing the janitor had ripped the nub from her tit.
"Hey, man, my fuckin' arm's gettin' tired. I don't wanna whip this bitch till she's nothin' but a piece of shredded meat. Besides," Jed added, throwing the belt down, "somebody's gonna notice what we did if we keep this up."
"Gimme those," Jack snarled, nodding in the direction of his tool chest.
Annie watched, winching as the rusty cuffs cut into her flesh a little more. She could feel her muscles stretching painfully, knotting up at times, then pulling apart while the tearing pain in her sockets grew worse and worse. She sniffed, looking down at her tits and her belly, trembling as she took in the long red marks streaking her flesh. She could still feel the sting of the belt, the dry smack of the leather against her skin while the men laughed at her.
Jed pulled out two adjustable wrenches. He handed them to Jack who held them up to her face. Annie turned her head away when one of the tools was pressed against her left cheek. She didn't know what he was going to do with those. She didn't want to know. She heard Jack turning the small knob just below the jagged teeth. She felt the cold steel against one nipple. Jerking her head around, she peered down, her eyes rounding in horror as she watched the janitor slip the head of one adjustable wrench over her nipple. He was spinning the small spool, tightening the grip around her tit tip until she began feeling the jagged metal biting into her sensitive nub.
Annie strained to be silent. She bit down on her lower lip, hoping Jack would stop tightening the wrench. But he kept turning that spool, again and again, until the steel was practically crushing her nipple. Annie could take it no longer. Jerking back her head, she let out a horrid yowl, her scream echoing off the walls while her legs kicked. She wished she could kill him, crush him with her feet, knock the wind from him and crush his skull. But Jack kept well clear of her feet, twisting the knob.
"Eaghghghhghhhfffffff!"
The janitor let the wrench go, the weight of the tool distending the nipple and tit and dragging it toward the floor. Now the other wrench was opened, fitted around her other nipple, then tightened. Annie didn't try not to scream. There was no reason to be a martyr. No one would care. The girl jerked her legs out and yowled like mad, tears streaming from her eyes and rushing down her flushed face.
Jack kept tightening the wrench until Annie thought she would faint.
Jack let the wrenches dangle, pulling down her tits. He reached forward and hit them, laughing as they swung out, then banged together like two balls. Each time they moved, they tore into her nipples a little more, making the blonde teen gasp and shriek in agony.
"Nooo, oh God in heaven, let me die!" she begged, snapping her head from side to side. "No, I can't take this ... no, please ... ohhhhhhhhh!"
Shock was beginning to settle in. A kind of blessed numbness anesthetized her tits. Annie let her head loll forward. Everything around her was starting to become a blur. She looked dimly af Jack and Jed, then felt herself slipping away.
She did not lose consciousness this time, though. She felt almost as if she were going through an out-of-the-body experience, as if she were watching the torture of a girl who only looked like her. She watched as Jack snapped two more pictures. Then Jack started to lower her to the floor.
The sudden release of the pressure on her arms did what the pain could not. She fainted.
CHAPTER FOUR
Annie huddled in a ball. She had no idea where she was. Annie was grateful for the fact that the wrenches had been taken from her nipples. Annie looked around and guessed that she had been tossed into some nether region below the boiler room, which had been the scene of so many of Jack's fun and games lately.
They would have to let her go eventually. Surely they must realize her mother would soon have the police scouting the neighborhood for her. But, in the time between now and her eventual release, Annie knew they could visit a countless number of horrors on her.
Annie shivered, drawing her knees up against her chin, sliding her hands around her ankles. It was terribly cold and damp. She wanted her clothes back. Even a blanket was better than nothing. But it would have been useless to beg, even if the men were here. She knew the janitors wanted to keep her as uncomfortable as possible before they resumed their games with her.
The teen grew impatient and curious, wondering where they had pitched her. Stretching out her hand she discovered the walls were slippery. She cocked her head to one side, barely able to hear the steady hum of the machinery that had nearly deafened her upstairs. But there were other sounds, sounds that made her shiver--the claw-like skitter and pause of small animals. Annie drew back into her corner, wishing she could crawl into a hole and die. Rats! They had dumped her into this pit with those horrid things.
Something crawled over her quickly, the claws scraping over her thighs and the furred body brushing up against her belly.
"Aghhhhhh!"
She kept on screaming, moving her hands over her body in rapid motions to brush that filthy beast from her. Snapping away from the corners, she pitched forward, bending over, stretching her hands in front of her in the blackness and moving them slowly from side to side. Her bare feet ached from the cold of the floor. But she wouldn't go back to that awful corner and wait for the rats to devour her. She would find the door, beat her fists on it until the mad janitors grew tired of hearing her screams. Then they would let her out and let her go. She walked forward.
The floor dropped suddenly from her feet, sending the teen crashing down and rolling in a ball to the bottom. Scrambling to her feet and brushing her hair back Annie stepped back, reaching down and touching her fingertips to the floor. It was greasy, oily, a sickening kind of slick feeling against her toes. All sorts of disgusting thoughts ran through her mind and Annie thought she was going to be sick. She moved forward, reaching out for the slope down which she had tumbled. It couldn't have been too far. She leaned forward a little more, feeling the top of the floor, pulling her feet from the goo and jumping up, rolling onto one side while swinging her weight around.
There! She had done it. A small triumph. But anything was welcomed in this horrific situation. She realized more than ever now that she would have to be careful before walking about. Obviously this room had more than one level and was fraught with unpleasant surprises.
Suddenly, a shrill scream of agony cut through the clammy air of the cellar. Annie jerked to a sitting position. The heavy door squeaked open. She saw two black shapes against the dull light of the hall behind-Jed and Jack. But more importantly there was a third form slumped between them, a girl. They tossed the girl in.
"You got a playmate. We got through fuckin' her brains out upstairs. Maybe you can bring her to her senses, baby. She's nuts now. Fucked her crazy, I guess," Jack sneered, slamming the door shut.
Annie forgot her feeling of triumph and crawled through the blackness to the sobbing girl. Who else had these maniacs dragged through the dirt, then dumped in here? She followed the sounds of the moans and sobs.
"Annie, is that you?" the new girl asked.
Annie froze at the mention of her name. Her blood chilled as she recognized the voice.
"Kathy?"
Stretching out one hand, Annie felt her friend's face and drew back, horrified that her friend should be in this awful place.
"It is you. Oh my God, I'm so ashamed! Oh, are you hurt?"
"They ... raped me," the brunette Kathy sobbed haltingly, burying her face in her hands.
"Kathy, I..."
"I saw you when I was coming out of the gym. I wanted to call out to you," Kathy began, "but then you were gone. I started going home, then turned around and figured you might need some help. The door was still open. I thought I heard you screaming."
"Oh God, I was. They ... they were doing things to me. They hung me up and beat me and ... and did other things," Annie said.
"They told me," Kathy said solemnly, "after they fucked me." Kathy groaned, leaning against her friend. "They also told me you enjoyed it. That you came to them on your own."
"That's not true!" Annie shot back, feeling her face redden with the lie. She was glad it was pitch black in there and her friend couldn't see her.
"I didn't think so. Oh God, Annie, these men ... they've been doing this all along? You and I can't be the first. What are they doing here? They should be in prison or something."
Annie frowned, wanting to learn more from Kathy just what the men had said about her. But the door opened again, Jed standing in the middle of the doorway. She shielded her eyes from the glare of the electric lights. The bright shaft of yellow hurt her eyes after the time in the dark.
Kathy shrank back, gasping as Jed started into the room, one hand stretched toward the girls. Annie squeezed her friend's hand reassuringly, feeling her heart skip a beat. Then she pulled away, the big janitor looming over her. Passively, Annie let him lift her by the arms and drag her from the small room. Behind her, Annie could hear Kathy sob out her name. But there was little she could do.
Keeping her head down, Annie moved along with Jed, past where she guessed the machinery room was, to another, smaller room. Annie let out a gasp as he shoved her through the doorway. She stumbled forward, raising her hands to keep herself from falling. The aches in her muscles from sitting on the floor made her walk in a halting manner. She tripped and fell sprawling on her hands and knees on the cement floor just inside the raised sill. His big hands grabbed her shoulders again and set her upright, then shoved her forward a little more. Looking around, panic-stricken, Annie saw she was in something like a shower room. All the old shower heads had been removed, just the nubs remaining. Old rust marks stained the edges of the tiled floor near the water gutter at one end. They must be under the boys' gym, she realized, remembering stories about locker rooms and washing areas that were used when the school's enrollment was nearly twice what it was now.
This had to be one of the abandoned shower rooms, Annie thought as she backed up, trying to hide her pussy from Jed's lewd eyes. In a moment he was joined by Jack who was just finishing a beer.
"We caught your little friend spying on us and let her have a taste of dick, baby. She sure gobbled it up too," Jack commented, tossing the empty can away. "Not like you did, of course. You still hold the record, so don't worry about it. Nobody can fuck like you and take it the way you do, bitch."
"Stop it! That's not true! Stop it! I'm not that kind of girl!" she retorted.
Both men threw back their heads and laughed. Annie glared at them, summoning enough energy to spit in their direction.
"I'll show you what kind of woman you are, baby. You'd fuck anything if it seemed fun enough," Jack said.
Annie looked at the two men. Her hair flew about as she desperately turned her head, looking for some path of escape. Meanwhile Jack and Jed took off their black engineering boots and set them outside the raised door sill.
Then Jack attached something to a spigot at the far end of the room, unraveling a hose. Annie's eyes widened when he grabbed the nozzled end in one hand and aimed it at her. She started to say something, opening her mouth when a blast of hot water smashed into her ribs. The girl stumbled back, her hands flying down protectively while her feet slid on the wet floor.
"Nooo, stop!"
Her hair became wet quickly. She stumbled and slipped on the slick tiles. The next blast of water caught her completely by surprise, hitting her on the ankles and upending her completely. The girl screamed, falling heavily on the floor on her right side.
The fall injured her shoulder and knee. Annie screamed for help, crawling like a lizard away from the two laughing men. They were going to drown her with that thing-drown her or kill her by knocking her this way and that with the force of the stream. More water shot into her mouth and nostrils even as she tried crawling away. She had to get back on her feet and fight back. She struggled to her feet, but Jack directed his stream at her crotch. The water hit her like a hammer, opening her cunt lips and setting her clit on fire. The sudden touch of the rushing water against her pussy took the breath away.
"Man, look at her, ruttin' like some Goddamned pig slut," Jack sneered.
"That's just what she is, man. She'd fuck anything, even water," Jed laughed.
Annie doubled up, her mouth opening wide as the blast of water paralyzed her. She wanted to shout to them they were nothing but liars. Wanted to, but couldn't.
She had to get away from it. Pushing aside strands of wet blonde hair from her throat, Annie rolled onto her belly, crawling along the floor, toward the gutter. Jack directed the stream of water now up her legs, letting the spray blast into her pussy and ass-hole at the same time.
She screamed, closing her knees together while rolling onto one side. Another blast up between her legs had the girl hunching back at the water involuntarily.
She gasped, her slick body moving along the smooth tiles. She didn't dare turn to face the water. The force of it would drown her, if the janitors chose to do that. She put little past those two. She tried to turn sideways and keep her back to the doorway. She felt her flesh reddening.
Jed took a second hose, connected it, turned it on and stepped around, directing the flow of water against every part of Annie's body. The girl tried to keep her face and tits away from the blasting water. But there was no way she could do it. Whenever she moved in one direction, either Jack or Jed caught her, blasting the water up into her tits, against her pussy, into her belly, at her face. She choked and coughed, spitting to rid her mouth of the water threatening to gag her. Thick clouds of steam rolled to the ceiling, at times obscuring the two men stepping around her. Annie crawled about the floor on her hands and knees, desperately searching for a safe way out.
"Stop it! God, I'll do anything, just stop this awful mess!" Annie wailed, trying to raise her voice above the sound of the rushing water.
Did they hear her? Did they care? Water was blasting her tits now, raising them above her chest, pushing the stiffened nips up to her chin. Annie screamed, covering her tits with both hands and scooting back until she felt her spine pushing against the tiled wall behind. Water gurgled and swirled down a small metal drain to her right as the double spray played up and down her body. The girl panted.
Oh, those awful, awful men. She covered her face, the shame making her feel like such a slut! The heavy rush of water on her clit and cunthole made the teen's hips rise and fall, as if she were fucking a lover! She heard the men say as much as they kept playing the water over her pussy. They knew what she was doing. They could see her movements and encouraged them with the playing water.
Annie tried to stop the growth of her cuntal heat by holding her hands over the wet triangle of her cuntal hair. But then Annie felt her fingers playing with her pussy, straying into her hot hole, stroking her clit while her thumb moved back to her ass-hole.
"Man, look, she's fuckin' playin' with herself! Christ, this broad doesn't quit," Jed said.
"Just watch what happens now!"
She closed her eyes and surrendered there, completely exposed to the water. No longer did Annie try squirming away from the water. She hoped the men would stop. If they kept on, she knew she wouldn't be able to resist anything they did to her.
"Uhhhh ... huhhhhhhh!" she moaned.
Annie twisted her hips around, almost as if seeking more friction from the water streams.
It was so different from the brutal rape she had been forced to endure from the janitors. Her skin squeaked over the floor as she moved her hands down to her pussy, involuntarily working her fingers in and out of her hot, musky hole. Against her will Annie kept thinking of hot, long cock.
Yes, it would be just like it when Jack fucked her with that killer, sticking his meat into her. The thought was horrid, but there was nothing Annie could do to fight it.
Annie gritted her teeth, working her hips around in frantic little circles, trying to push herself over the edge. Jed purposely moved his stream away from her cuntal zone, striking her tits and jerking them up against her chin.
Annie screamed in frustration. She felt the water toying with her nipples for a while, forcing the rubbery tips up toward her face. The underswell of her tits throbbed lewdly under that flow.
Then the blast was moved back to her cunt again, the water searing into her. The girl groaned, her body jerking as she tensed herself for climax. The flow of water had aroused every part of her body. The young girl had never felt such extreme sensations prior to this. Annie didn't understand what fires raged in her. All she wanted was to feel that stream on her clit once more. The whole top of her cunt was hard, tied in knots of lewd hunger, waiting for the last push over the edge. She rolled and circled her hips shamelessly, looking for that last tiny bit of hot sensuality to bring her off.
Annie's unwanted climax erupted with a vengeance, setting off inside her like a bomb. Annie plowed her fingers into her pussy, scratching her cuntal walls while kicking her legs high in the air. She was convinced her body was blowing to pieces as she squirmed and kicked and screamed and scratched her way across the floor like a wild woman. Writhing on the floor, she agonized from the onslaught against her nerve endings while her consciousness faded in and out. Rolling over, she felt twin streams of water blasting against the spasming ring of her cunthole. Annie strangled on her sobs, seeing the room darken as she dragged her clawing hands across the floor.
Her arms collapsed as she slid into the gutter at the edge of the floor, cumming still.
Annie flopped like a fish, then grew still. The streams of water halted, and she waited.
CHAPTER FIVE
They had cleaned her, Jack said, in order to make her more worthy of what they were going to do to her. The thought made Annie tremble. She thought of Kathy locked naked in that small room and envied the girl. Kathy would soon discover the rats running about, would possibly slip into the oily goo as Annie had earlier, but at least Kathy would be safe, would be alone. Annie was faced with these two maniacs, who were now dragging her from the old shower room.
"You sure went nuts in there, baby," Jack said with a snort. "Hope you haven't shot your whole load. We got some time, yet, before we send you and your little playmate packin' for home. It's gonna be lots of fun watchin' the two of you work your way outta this."
They took her back to the machinery room, the sounds of the pumps and generators whirring in her ears and making her flesh pucker up. She remembered how Jack had nearly shoved her head in one of the boilers. Annie cringed as she thought of the heat that had seared her face, reddening it as she had squirmed helplessly in his grip. What would they do to her now?
"Let's rope up the bitch and have some fun. We'll let 'er stay here like that for a while, till she learns some manners. Meanwhile," Jed said, looking away, "we can have some fun with the brunette."
"No, no, leave her alone! Leave both of us alone," Annie begged. "Please let us go."
"Shut her up. Christ! She's gettin' on my nerves!" Jack complained.
Jed shrugged, taking Annie by the wrists and forcing her down to the floor by twisting them up behind her back and turning them around. The resulting pain was awful!
Annie let out a bark of agony, doubling over, her knees giving way until she found herself on the floor once again. She dropped her head, her long blonde hair curtaining her face while her tits swung forward. Jed held her there while Jack rummaged in a workbench's center drawer, finally pulling out a long black rubber strip which appeared to be part of a pulley belt. Moving behind the girl, Jack slipped it around her mouth, fixing it tight behind her head and effectively gagging her.
Annie tasted the mixture of rubber, grease and oil in her mouth. She fought to shake the thing off. But it stayed with her, bruising her lips while Jed pulled her arms behind her and Jack brought her feet up until her toes were touching the bottoms of her palms. She felt them sliding rope around one ankle, then another, binding the two together.
"Yeah, that's it. A double figure-eight will keep her down," Jack said, approving Jed's workmanship.
Jed cinched the half-inch line around the girl's ankles, then drew it forward to her right wrist.
Jack held the girl down more firmly with one knee as if they were roping a calf.
Annie struggled, her eyes bulging out as she fought. She couldn't move her legs, and now she found her arms drawn back to her feet. They were tying her wrists to her ankles, drawing the rope taut until her body was forcibly curved.
"There, she's good and tight. She ain't gonna go nowhere. She ain't gonna move at all," Jack said, stepping back and admiring their handiwork.
With the rubber gag in her mouth, Annie could only make guttural gagging sounds. She struggled helplessly against her bonds.
"You sound uncomfortable, baby. Are you cold? You need something to warm you up?"
She saw Jack stretch one hand around and fish something from his pocket. She nearly fainted when she saw his lighter. First water, then fire. They were going to burn her. Images of the boiler flashed through her mind once again. She tried to move away, but Jed pressed the sole of his boot against her face.
Her mind reeled at the possibility of pain as she felt a raging horror. Jed pressed the toe of his boot against her right cheek, then hefted her head with it.
"Could crush that skull like a fuckin' egg," he said. "You know that?"
Annie knew that. She knew both men were sick enough to do it, too. Shutting her eyes, she whimpered through the rubber gag as Jack flipped open the top of the lighter, fished out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. He took several puffs, blowing the smoke into her face. Annie gagged, trying to twist her head away from the foul aroma. Jack reached down, placed both hands on her hips and turned her around until she was resting on her ankles and wrists. The weight of her body made her wince and cry.
"I'll heat you up. I'll fill that cunthole with fire, baby, just to see how you're gonna take it," Jack threatened.
She watched the cigarette as he moved it closer to her cunt. Annie trembled, her legs shaking while her arms pulled painfully in their sockets.
"Hmmmmm. Maybe I can't raise enough heat with this. Maybe I'm putting too much fire in the wrong place. We'll try something else, right?" Jack smiled evilly.
Annie's eyes rounded, her skin tightening as she watched him puff the cigarette. He lowered the smoking brand to her pussy. Her face blanched while her body tensed. More than ever Annie felt the helplessness of her situation. She could feel the ropes burning against her wrists and ankles, feel the tension pulling her arms and legs back while the big man leaned over her and laughed. He was reaching down, holding her cunt lips open now, grasping the cigarette in one hand. Her fingers clenched into fists while her belly and thigh muscles tightened. Annie sucked in a breath and held it, her head quivering while her neck muscles stood out.
Annie could feel the heat curling into her cunt like a licking tongue. There were crackly sounds, the sounds of some of her cuntal hairs singeing under the heat of the descending cigarette. The girl shivered as violently as if she were having a fit. Jack withheld the cigarette from her pussy for an instant, watching her, liking the way her body was twisting and shifting from side to side.
Annie wanted to scream, but the rubber gag prevented her from making any but the most muffled sounds. Then she felt him touch the tip of his cigarette to the flesh directly below her clit.
Her face blanched, then went red, the pent-up scream escaping somehow from behind the rubber gag.
"Yaghghghfhhfhfhffffff!"
The girl kept screaming and screaming, the pain around her clit getting worse and worse! Annie thought she would lose her mind from the agony. And Jack kept it there for an eternity! She thought she would faint, but still she remained alert.
Jack laughed along with Jed, sliding the cigarette up a little farther, until he was touching the tiny sex bud with the burning tip. That was all Annie could stand. With another scream she twisted her hips up and knocked the cigarette away from the big man's hand with her bound knees.
Annie was hysterical, still rocking her body from left to right like a boat in a storm. The room blurred in front of her eyes. All she could hear was the roaring of her own blood. She bounced and jerked in her bonds.
Jed was standing over her with something in his hand. It looked like a poker of some sort, a long steel thing with a handle wrapped in leather, the handle ribbed to fit a man's hand. The tip ended in a small flat disc.
They were going to ram this poker up into her cunt and end it for her. She was sure of that. It was something these pigs were more than capable of, she thought, rutting in her own sweat.
"Seen enough, baby? You still having problems down there? We've got something here to take care of that, baby. You ain't gonna want much after you get fucked here by my pal, Oscar," Jack said, indicating the metal poker tightly gripped by Jed.
Time seemed to stand still, making Annie feel she was totally alone in this strange world created by Jack's demented mind. Her only companion was the monster cock that was going to ream her, disembowel her. The thought made her scream through her binding gag.
"Look how fuckin' hot she is, man. She can't wait to have Oscar stabbin' through her guts. She can't wait for another hot fuck," Jed mocked.
"Yeah, and she's gonna get it right now." Annie squirmed.
Jack nodded and Jed hefted the handled poker they had jokingly named Oscar, whipping the rod through the shadows. Then he brought it down to her cunt. The small disc at the end was cold against her hot flesh. Annie shivered, moaning while turning her head away. She couldn't look at them, not with her lust-twisted face.
It was a terrible, terrible thing she was suffering, but there was nothing in the world she could do about it. He was rubbing the cold iron disc up and down her crack now, laughing, watching the way she twisted her thighs up to him. Jack reached down and curled his fingers in her cuntal thicket, tugging at the hairs, pulling at them until Annie arched her spine and screamed through the gag. Her pussy spasmed at the pain.
"See? I told you. The more we throw at her, the more she wants. Little slut. She can't wait to have this new lover," Jack sneered.
Annie screamed again as Jed pushed the long metal thing in. Her wrists tugged hard against the rope, cut by the hemp. The pain was awful, killing. The terrible penetration moved deeper, raping her, tearing a new path into her tumid muscular cuntal mass. The small disc raked her clit, making Annie scream. She jerked her ass up and down, nearly fucking herself on that thing like a mindless whore. There seemed to be nothing she could do to stop this. This might be her final fuck. Annie wept with shame and unexpected lust as explosions went off in her pussy. Each wild explosion built to a wilder pitch, making her twist and groan as she came. Still Jed turned and twisted that awful thing around in her pussy, making her jerk like a puppet.
"Uhhhhh ... huhhh!"
Her thighs were slick now with her juices while the iron poker raged through her pussy. Jack was enjoying himself watching. He pulled his prick from his trousers and worked his fingers along its full length. Jed stirred her insides around as if he had s giant spoon, laughing at her when her face slackened and went white.
"Yeah, right there, right? Touched a real sensitive spot, right?" Jed asked.
Annie groaned and twisted, feeling the ropes holding her ankles and wrists.
"The greedy pig's cumming," Jed said with a growl, jerking the pole up, then back, stirring it around and around until Annie lost her mind.
She felt a sharp biting spasm snap against her clit, making her cuntal muscles push down tight against the poker. Jed let go, watching the iron rod sway gently from side to side, moved by the milking muscles of the young teen's convulsing pussy.
Annie's eyes bulged from their sockets. Her nostrils flared while she bit down hard against the rubber gag and came.
It was all too much for her. She finally lay exhausted on the floor, her fingers numb. How her legs hurt, bent in that awkward position. The tiny bones of her wrists cracked with every move she made.
Jed reached down, giving the poker a final twist before slowly pulling it from her pussy.
"Uhhhhhhh!" Again Annie closed her eyes, feeling her cuntal walls closing together behind the retreating rod. It had been so good, so strangely good being humiliated that way.
"Goddamned little slut's no good for anything, Jack. Man, she's ready to fuck a dog if we had one here," Jed said with derision.
"Too bad we don't. A pooch would probably freak out on her pussy. We got somethin' else, though, that'll let her know what the fuck we think of her ... if she don't already."
"What?" Jed asked.
Annie lay quietly, feeling the rubber slide back past her front teeth and pull against her lips cruelly. She had to swallow hard several times to keep saliva from gathering at the back of her throat. She turned her head to the right, watching the men above her, trying to listen to their words now. Jed still held the poker against his leg, anticipating more action. He moved the iron up to her cheek, rubbing the cold metal over her face.
Annie coughed. She could smell her pussy on that thing, the hot juice still slicking down the sides. Just the odor of her aroused cunt made her blood rush a bit.
Jack grasped his semi-soft cock. He rubbed his fingers up and down the smooth length, stretching his fly open so his balls slipped from his Levi's and rolled down. Annie whimpered through her gag.
"Hey, Jed, take the gag off," Jack said. "I wanna get into that little mouth. She ain't gonna be screamin' so much once we fill it."
Fill it? Her mouth? Annie quivered. She had heard about some girls who took cocks in their mouths to satisfy their boyfriends. The thought of sucking a man's prick was strange to her. Jed removed the gag.
"Ahhhh, no, no, no, don't!" Annie pleaded.
The girl rolled her thighs around, feeling the slick, sexy rubs of her cunt lips against one another and over her clit. It was too much to stand. She waited for one of them to bend down and start filling her mouth with his cock.
But nothing happened. Both of them stood stock still over her, both their pricks out now. She was about to ask what they expected of her when she saw a droplet of yellow oozing from Jack's piss-slit. A shocking realization raced through her mind, a fear confirmed when a yellow stream began spraying from the janitor's prickhead and spattering Annie's tits.
"No, no, oh God, God, so filthy! Stop it, you ... you pigs!" Annie couldn't believe Jack using her as a toilet.
Jack held his prickhead between two fingers of his right hand, moving the hot yellowish stream over her belly.
Annie groaned, feeling hot, sour bile rising in her throat as she fought to keep from retching. The hot urine pooled around her navel, then spilled in several yellow streams down her sides and gathered under her shivering ass. He moved his prick to the left, spraying it down, pissing on her hipbones, then slicking her cuntal hairs with the foul-smelling pee.
Annie screamed, arching her spine, digging her fingernails into her ass. Begging them to stop, she half rolled over onto her sides, tugging at the bonds on her wrists and ankles until she felt them cutting through her flesh.
Jack stopped pissing on her for a second, raising one booted foot and placing it on her right hip. He shoved down, kicking her hard in the belly. Annie let out a whoosh of air, certain he had bruised some of her internal organs with that savage kick.
"You're gonna lay there and take it, baby! You're nothin' but shit and piss, and that's just what you're gonna feel today."
"No, ohhhh no!"
Annie wondered if Kathy could hear her. Could her friend hear the screams and groans as Jack began pissing on her once more? Annie felt the thin hot stinging spray on her nipples, then on her chin. Annie tried keeping her lips together as the urine passed over her nose.
Jed kicked her savagely in the ribs, making her open her lips to scream.
Jack started to piss in her mouth.
The girl coughed and gagged, helpless before the two sadistic janitors.
CHAPTER SIX
"No, don't do this to me! Oh no, please," Annie groaned.
It was filthy! It was horrible! She lay there helpless, writhing under filth as the urine spattered against her face, then sloshed into her mouth. Annie turned her head and spat out the filthy urine, coughing and gagging while the janitors laughed. The stream finally stopped.
Jack flicked off a droplet which struck her left eyelid. Annie blinked, shuddering under the horrible knowledge that Jed was still above her, also with an apparently full bladder.
"My turn now, bitch. You're gonna get a double dose," he promised.
She watched the young man move forward. He bent his knees slightly while rolling his prickhead between his fingers. He covered a watery belch with his palm, then started to piss.
Annie closed her eyes and took deep breaths. With each gasp, her tits rose and slapped together. The stream of urine began. Oh, how the stink spread! The terrible piss fell, splashing on her belly like scalding oil. The girl wanted to run away, to roll from this horrible fate. But there was nothing she could do-Jack was pressing the toe of his boot against her jaws, forcing her to open her mouth.
Annie parted her lips, feeling the piss spatter against her chin, then cascade into her mouth. She choked and gagged, spat, then choked some more. Jed only laughed at her, moving his piss stream momentarily to her pussy, then peeing against her face and into her mouth again. He covered her completely with his yellow piss.
Jack, meanwhile, moved down between her legs, jamming the toe of his boot into her cunt and rubbing until Annie was screaming between coughs. To her amazement she found her clit growing stiff, twitching against the dirty leather of his boots. Just as Jed went dry, Annie whipped her hips from back to left, throwing her head back. Screwing her eyes into a squint, she felt her cunt fire up, her clit singed under the sexual assault. Jack saw her arousal and pressed the toe of his boot in farther. Breathing rapidly, Annie let out a series of broken gasps, turning her head away from them as she came. She couldn't face them, couldn't stand to see the merriment in their eyes as she disgraced herself.
"Yeah, man, she's so fuckin' good she'd fuck a whole damned football team without a problem," Jed said, folding his cock back into his Levi's. "And then she'd fuck the damn football."
"Let's see what else she can fuck before we throw her back in with her friend," Jack said grimly, reaching around and throwing a large dirty cloth over Annie's body.
Both men rubbed her clean, then kicked the gag away. Jed bent down and rolled the teen back onto her belly, reaching down and sliding his hands over the rope binding her wrists to her ankles. He began dragging her back along the catwalk, scraping her belly and tits over the floor, as if he were trying to move a bulky suitcase. Annie began screaming, begging them to stop, telling them she would do anything if only they wouldn't drag her this way over the floor.
They reached a set of steps, Jack going down first, Jed following, dragging the hapless Annie down. She screamed, her lips bruising while her belly nearly ripped open against the sharp edges of the steps. Jed led her to near the bottom, watching her tumble to the floor. Jack was eyeing an empty bottle of Pepsi that lay on its side on a bench.
"Here's something to freshen you up, baby. You'll feel good after this," he said, holding the bottle in one hand, then bringing it down between her legs. "Fuck it. Fuck the bottle the way you would fuck us, bitch. Come on, move that ass and fuck this thing."
Both men laughed as Jack gripped the bottle by the bottom and shoved the neck into her cunt. Annie screamed, her neck tensing while she jerked her ass up, then let it fall back as the smooth cold glass penetrated deep. Jack corkscrewed the bottle in, shoving deeper and deeper, until the girl couldn't take, any more.
"The bottomless pit's got a bottom after all," Jack snorted. "Now, fuck this mother."
Annie knew there was no choice. She had to do what she was told or she would never get out of here. She moved her thighs. She slid them up and down, slowly at first, then faster as her imagination took over.
Annie jerked her hips up, raising her ass from the floor. Jed couldn't take it anymore. He fell on her.
While she kept moving her hips up and down, he lifted his hard prick, bending down and shoving his cock into her mouth. Normally Annie would have screamed at such a foul violation. The prick that had been pissing on her movements before was now jammed into her mouth, sliding over her tongue, making her cheeks puff out.
In a moment the blonde teen felt his prick-hairs scratching the insides of her nostrils, teasingly, while his balls pillowed against her chin. She gagged, jerking her head back, trying to catch some air. That prick was fucking her hard, sliding down, pressing against the back of her throat! Jed was fucking her mouth hard now, ramming his crotch against her face, flattening her lips while he banged his prickhead against the back of her throat. "Unnnfnfnffff!"
"Whip a little skull on me, bitch! Yeah, yeahhhhh, do it good, move that tongue around my dick ... ohhh fuckin' Christ, yeahhhh!" Jed sighed, closing his eyes and pi led riving his cock into her face.
At the same time, her cuntal muscles were sucking the bottle in deeper. Annie could feel it. The bottle was bobbing up and down, the smooth finish moving softly against her cuntal walls. She sucked hard, wriggling her tongue around the sensitive underside of Jed's prick just as he had told her to. She could taste something now in her mouth, something very salty and bleachy, something she knew was his pre-cum. He was going to shoot in her mouth now! She could tell it! She could feel his prick ballooning, the cockhead threatening to explode in her throat at any time. Annie thought of the piss that had flowed in her mouth and on her body, and she worked her hips a little more frantically.
"Uhghghffff!"
"Come on, bitch. Gonna do it! Yeah, gonna cum right in your mouth while you're fuckin' it out with that thing down there," Jed groaned. He snapped back his head, pulling his prick nearly all the way out, holding there for a second, then sliding his cock back in and pressing his hairy groin against the girl's face. His balls screwing up to his groin, Jed cut loose with his blasting cum. He nearly fell to the floor, banging his cockhead down her throat while long stringy white spurts of cum spattered down in her mouth.
Annie gagged and coughed, worried she would drown in his spunk. At the same time she felt her clit swelling, then exploding. Her muscles contracted painfully, the force shooting the bottle out, leaving a wet trail on the floor. She unexpectedly felt empty.
"Uhhhhh . . .oh, man, man, this bitch's cleaned my balls! Yeah, baby, that was good head ... fuckin' good head!"
That was all she was good for, Annie thought-a fucking-machine was what life had in store for her. Let them fuck her to death. She was a woman, she thought, who could never get enough. Right now she didn't care if she lived or died.
"Lemme take over," Jack grunted, putting one hand on his buddy's shoulder and pulling him off.
Jed staggered back, wiping one hand over his lips.
Jack bent down and straddled the teen, his prick good and hard. Annie crossed her eyes to stare at the cock bobbing in front of her face. He slapped her now, calling her all sorts of names. Then his hands slipped down to her tits, twisting her nipples until she screamed in pain. He knew all the tender spots. After twisting her nips until she screamed, Jack slapped her face several times. Then he brutally fucked his big cock into her waiting mouth.
Jack was rougher than Jed. Perhaps he knew just the kind of mouth-fucking she needed. She thought she could feel her wrists and ankles cracking under the weight as he fucked deep into her throat.
Then he paused in his mouth-fuck, shoving his throbbing prick down slowly, watching as her cheeks puffed out. Annie moaned, licking her tongue at the thick cum tube, working over the tight scar where his foreskin had been cut away.
"Lick it ... yeahhhh, just like that, nice and slow, real nice," Jack moaned, fucking his cock in and out.
She felt that meaty prickhead pushing back over her tongue, going farther toward the back of her mouth, just as Jed's had. She held her breath as he fucked deeper, as he groaned and twisted his hips so his cock would twist in her throat.
He let out a sharp cry, then fell forward, his prick exploding and sending thick white streamers of jizz down into her gut.
She had been fucked in the mouth, twice! And still they kept her roped this way, fucking her this way, keeping her a captive. They would have to let her go soon, or the police would get involved.
"Yeah, that's enough for her. Man, she's gonna make us cripples if she keeps this up," Jack said, wiping his prickhead over her lips.
"Don't forget the other little bitch in there. She'll be just as good with a little work," Jed said.
They dragged her back up the stairs, untied her wrists and ankles and helped her up. Annie felt the warm, tingling rush of the blood returning to her limbs as she straightened her legs and arms. They marched her back to the small room, opened the door and threw her into Kathy's arms. The door shut with a slam.
"Oh, Annie!" Kathy screamed, moving back from her friend. "You smell ... awful!"
Annie burned with shame. She wanted to crawl into a hole, then realized there was nothing more she could do than tell the truth. Sitting down she quietly told Kathy what the men had done to her-how they had roped her, mistreated her, then finally pissed on her before forcing their cocks into her mouth.
"Oh, my God!" Kathy howled.
Kathy fell to her knees, both hands covering her mouth.
"They're going to do the same thing to me, aren't they? They're going to beat me then ... then do the same things! Oh God, I never should have followed you down here. I didn't know ... I really didn't know something like this was happening here at school!"
Kathy broke off her cry, sobbing while Annie knelt beside her. Yes, Kathy never should have followed her down here. But what was done was done.
Annie shook off her stupor, still hearing Kathy's sobs. Sliding across the smooth floor she stretched out one hand comfortingly.
"Don't touch me, you ... you filthy thing!" Kathy screamed. "You did this to me! How can you just sit there and not want to die, considering what you've been through?"
Annie drew her hand back and sighed, lowering her head. Kathy was right. The janitors were right. In a way, she was more depraved than any of them. To her initial surprise she had reacted well to the tortures, begging her jailers but at the same time not-so secretly enjoying what they inflicted upon her.
She sat there in the darkness for what seemed like hours. Funny how time dragged, minutes turning into hours, as she listened to Kathy's sobs. Annie licked her lips, realizing she was very, very thirsty. Her stomach began to rumble as well.
She thought about her home, about the kitchen and the warm, nice smells coming from her mother's stove. There were no ropes there. There were no abuses, beatings, kickings, fuckings there. Putting one hand to her head she fought back the tears.
Footsteps! Both young teens straightened, their ears pricked forward. Kathy felt her way toward her friend, apologizing while clinging to her arm.
"Are they coming for me? Are they?" she whispered tautly.
"For both of us, I think," Annie answered with a bit of malice in her voice.
"Oh, no ... oh no!"
The door squeaked open once more, both men standing spread-legged. Jack stretched one hand forward, pointing first to Annie, then to Kathy.
"Both of you, come on."
"No!"
Annie rose up and rushed forward, pummeling the big man with both fists. She reached up and drew her clawing fingers over his face, drawing blood from his cheek. Startled, Jack reeled back, nearly falling on his ass.
Kathy shrieked behind her, screaming that she should run as fast as she could. Jed, also surprised, recovered quickly. He grabbed her by the wrist and wheeled her about until he smashecTher skull against the side of the doorway. Bright flashes of light exploded in front of her eyes as she felt her knees giving way.
She sank to the floor, groaning. Jack muttered a curse, stumbled into the darkened room, and threw himself onto Kathy.
Annie heard her friend screaming, then the sound of slaps and blows. The screams rose to shrill shrieks, then died to moans of defeat. Annie shook the loose hair from her eyes, and peered up at Jed.
"Take 'em in. We're gonna brand 'em before we let 'em go. They're gonna be ours for always!" Jack snarled, dragging the groaning Kathy forward by the hair.
Branding? Annie's heart numbed. Her vision blurred. But at the center of the mist was Jack's face, the expression he had worn when he took Kathy by the hair and made that announcement.
Both young girls were moved silently through a narrow corridor to another small room where two small benches had been placed side-by-side. Kathy was first, knocked down to the second bench then straightened, her feet dangling over one end. Jack roped her wrists to the legs at the rear with a slipknot. Kathy had seen what Jed had done to Annie, and trembled at the thought of being hurt.
Annie was next. Jed pushed her down onto the bench, pushed her back, then stretched both hands over her head, sliding an eight-inch piece of quarter-inch line around her wrists, then binding them to the bench feet. The rope hurt her chafed flesh where the janitors had tied her before.
But she said nothing, still feeling the thudding dull throb of her head injury. Next came her feet, secured to the other end of the bench. It was then she realized Jack had rolled something in-a bar-b-que pit or something, coals blazing. Focusing her eyes a little better, she recognized the long poker they had fucked her with. It was shoved into the pile of coals now, the tip starting to turn a whitish gray.
Branding! The thought sank in now. She threw back her head and laughed, a sharp, hysterical laugh. The pigs began to laugh as well, Jed walking around to the bowl and stirring the coals with the poker. Only Kathy seemed left out of the joke, jerking her head up and staring questioningly at her friend.
"Annie?"
"Don't ... don't you see? They're going to brand us like cattle? They've got the iron there, and they're going to burn us alive!"
"No!" Kathy shrieked, banging her head against the bench, her arms pushing up against the restraining ropes.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"This one's too hysterical yet. Let's show her how to take something like this," Jed said, stirring the poker through the coals. He put it down, pacing back and forth while he waited for the iron to heat.
Jack peered down from time to time, staring at Kathy until the girl wept hysterically.
Letting out a cough, Jed slipped his hands around the handle of the poker. Raising the iron he examined the tip.
"Yeah, just right."
Annie watched, her eyes wide with terror as she saw him hoist the rod from the coals and examine it. She saw the disc was white. The rest of the poker was a kind of dull gray. Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead as she struggled on the bench. Tiny splinters of wood dug into her naked ass. The janitors had gone mad! They were going to burn them.
Annie screamed along with Kathy, tugging her wrists until the ropes cut into her flesh. The bench moved under her, scraping against the floor. Her shrieks were deafening.
Jack took the poker from his employee and moved to the blonde teen.
"No, no, no!"
"Now, you'll be ours forever, baby. We're gonna have a good hold on you."
"No, no, oh please, don't do this! Oh Jesus in heaven, don't ... don't do this to me!"
"You'll take it. You've been good so far. No reason why you can't take this, right? You're a whore, and whores take everything," Jack explained.
"Jesus, my Jesus, no ... no ... don't!" Annie's eyes widened, the sight of the instrument of agony filling her eyes, burning into her brain. The thought of what was about to happen made her dizzy as she watched the big man lower the iron. The heat warmed her knees. He took his time positioning the bar.
"Aghghghhh!" Annie screamed, throwing her head back. The hot iron glowed red between her thighs, not yet touching. She beat her legs against the top of the bench, feeling the unrelenting heat. The young teen heard crackling sounds and knew he was burning her cuntal hairs. In a moment the bitter stench of burned hair rose to her nostrils.
Jack's hand trembled. His prick bulged against the front of his Levi's as he watched.
He brought the glowing disc down to her left thigh, letting it barely touch her flesh. Annie stiffened, her teeth grinding as she writhed against the strong bonds. A little sob moved past her lips as she watched him drag just the bottom of the disc along the line of her bulging tendon. The girl strained to be silent. She didn't want them to hear her shriek even though she wanted to scream her lungs out.
But she was losing control. The line of pain moved closer and closer to her cunt. With another whispering crackle the first few curly hairs on her pussylips burned. The pain was horrible, almost unbearable! Her body shivered as she felt agony sear through her. She felt as if someone had set fire to her pussy. Her breath finally went out. She sucked in a lungful of air, the let out a wild shriek. Jack had tipped the poker up and pressed the cooling disc against a spot on her upper right thigh.
"Eaghghghghghhhhh!"
Jack pulled the poker away.
Kathy screamed with her friend, jerking like a crazy woman against her bonds.
Jack threw the poker back on the coals. Jed picked up the iron and stirred it around again.
Annie had nearly passed out. She lay there, feeling the awful burn on her thigh throbbing like a toothache!
Kathy was shouting and crying. Jed was unimpressed, taking the poker and bringing it up to Kathy's forehead. The girl shut up immediately, her eyes focused on the great red disc hovering over her eyes. She feared, for an instant, he would blind her with the thing. In an instant he had it over her cuntal mound, touching it to the tips of her cuntal curls, laughing as he watched them blacken and curl.
Kathy jerked her head up, shouting and screaming.
"Jesus Christ, give the bitch somethin' to scream about," Jack said, frowning.
"Okay, man, here goes!"
Kathy's screams became gurgling shrieks as Jed dropped the poker to her thighs, then began dragging it up to her pussy. The young teen went wild, her thrashing moving the bench about the floor. When Jed finally upended the poker and burned the disc into her right thigh, Kathy arched her back and let out a powerful shriek before falling unconscious back to the bench. Jed shrugged, then threw the cooling rod back.
"Okay, bitch. That's enough for the day," Jack said to Annie, rubbing his palm over his Levi's. "I could fuck you for a couple more hours or so. But you gotta get back home."
Jack took the ropes from her ankles and wrists, jerking her into a sitting position. He took her chin in his hands and drew her face up against his.
"You know," he said, "this is only the beginning. If you tell anybody about this, we'll get back at you. I promise that," Jack said, winking.
Annie shivered, seeing the malice in his eyes. She had no doubt he would hurt her. He was doing that now, squeezing her chin so hard she felt a throbbing pain.
"Besides," he added, with a shrug, "we've got those photos. None of us are in 'em, but you sure are. We could pass those around school. Now, wouldn't that be real nice if your it friends saw you like that, especially the one with the wrenches hanging from your nipples? I like that one."
Annie shuddered. She would say nothing.
Annie clung heavily to Jack as he carried her back to that small, darkened room. Kathy too. There, in front of the shut door, Jed brought some of their clothes, then left. Annie had to help Kathy who seemed dazed.
Jed returned with more clothing and a bottle of cola.
"It's full. I don't think you wanna fuck with this for a while," Jed said, handing it Annie.
She took a long drink, then passed it to her friend. They finished dressing under the janitor's watching eyes, hearing once more Jack's warning before stumbling from the building.
They crossed the schoolyard slowly. The sun was already going down behind the San Gabriel Mountains and a chill was in the still air. It was still relatively early, Annie thought as she made her way homeward. They hadn't been in there that long, she thought. But how like an eternity it had seemed. All the kicking, beating, fucking, roping, and finally the branding! It seemed like some nightmare.
Kathy sobbed.
"You heard what they were going to do to us if we. said anything! Oh God, what are we going to do?" Kathy wailed, covering her face.
Annie stiffened, bristling at her friend's weakness.
"We can't sit around like old women. I'll think of someone. There's bound to be someone at school we can tell, who can advise us without worrying about Jack and Jed coming for us," the girl reasoned.
"I ... I just want to get home. Oh, I hope my mom isn't home yet. She'll never believe nothing happened when she sees this!" Kathy groaned, indicating her badly torn blouse.
"Me too. ... I mean, my mom. Let's hope for the best," Annie said honestly, helping her friend for a while, then parting from her on Colorado Blvd.
There were the lights on in the kitchen when Annie got home.
Creeping in, Annie called a greeting to her mother, then rushed up the stairs, hoping her mom wouldn't come out. Flinging herself into her bedroom, Annie leaned against the now-closed, now-locked door. She crumbled to the floor, sobbing wildly into her hands, pressing her tear-dampened palms to her face. Kathy was right-who on earth would believe them?
The ringing phone stirred Annie to her feet. She hesitated, her hand hanging limply at her side. She had to answer it. Her mother would wonder why she had let it ring. In any case, it was probably Kathy.
It was Jack, his voice thick and drunk. Annie swallowed hard as she sat on the edge of her bed. Would this never end?
"Listen up, baby. I ain't got much time. You and your little playmate got the day off tomorrow. But we want your butts down here three o'clock the next day, got it? We got some real nice things planned. You hear me, baby?"
"Yes, I do."
"Good. And remember who you belong to. Just check out the brand," Jack said, hanging up roughly.
Annie knew already who possessed her and she cried for it.
The following day, Annie tried to feign illness, hiding that dreadful burn on her thigh, but her mother insisted on examining her. Panicking, the young girl gave up the ruse and dressed, dreading a return to school.
Halfway through the day, she saw her friend sulking in the corridor, attracting stares with her spaced-out look. Annie hurried to her side, slipping one arm through hers and guiding her down toward the office.
"Kathy, we've got to tell someone about this. It's gonna drive us crazy," Annie insisted, hugging her friend.
"I ... I keep thinking about how they tied us up and raped us, and then ... then branded us," Kathy said with a shudder, looking nervously around to see if anyone had overheard her.
"That's why we've got to tell someone. It's gonna happen again unless we do something about it," Annie insisted.
"But, you heard them. They said they'd hurt us. And, besides, they've got all those pictures of you. They showed me them. Annie, you'd be ruined," Kathy said, tears in her eyes.
"I'll take the chance," Annie said bravely, steering Kathy toward the main office. "We'll talk to Miss Zimlich, our counselor. She'll know what to do."
There was no stopping Annie. She guided her friend in and asked for an immediate appointment. The office staff stared curiously as the two girls waited nervously outside the door. One of the secretaries finally indicated with a sharp nod that Miss Zimlich was ready to see them. Annie and Kathy rose, hesitated for a moment, then walked into the woman's office.
Miss Zimlich was a counselor with a degree in child psychology. But there was something in the way the woman moved and looked that reminded Annie of a fashion model. The two girls stood in front of her oak desk, Annie watching the woman working on some papers.
"I'll be with you in a moment, girls."
Tanya Zimlich was a tall woman with magnificent long black hair, now tightly coiled around her head as per dress code regulations.
Her eyes were an odd, tawny color that somehow gave her a forbidding appearance. She was frighteningly beautiful.
"Now then," she said, setting aside the papers, "is there some problem?"
Annie bit her lower lip, feeling her knees knock together. Haltingly, reddening to the roots of her hair, she began telling the dreadful story of how the janitor had raped her repeatedly, then tied her up and beat her, only to entrap her friend as well and fuck her. She ended, tears rolling down her face, with the telling of how Jed and Jack had roped them to a bench and branded them.
"This may seem odd, Annie, but I don't think you're making this up," she said, her voice oddly cold. "Still, it is very odd something like this could go on unnoticed. You have proof?"
Annie felt her face burn as she stepped forward and raised her dress to her waist, exposing the large burn mark on her flesh.
"Ugly," Tanya said, making a face. "And I suppose Kathy has the same?"
The girl nodded her head sharply up and down, reluctant to expose herself as had her friend.
"I want you girls to keep that appointment tomorrow," she began, holding up her hand when Annie began to protest. "Tell no one about this. I'll handle it in my own way. I don't want the scandal getting out and ruining the school. I'll be there, with help if necessary, to stop this ... this ugliness."
Annie felt a gush of relief. "Oh, thank you, Miss Zimlich! Oh God . . .I'm do glad we came here. I knew it was the right thing to do." Annie gushed, nearly embracing the woman.
She and Kathy left quickly.
"I can't believe it's over," Kathy said. "It's just too easy. Something's wrong, I know it."
"Oh, don't be such a pessimist, Kathy! Miss Zimlich said she was going to stop it, and she will. I know it. I feel it. She'll take care of those two, destroy the pictures, and we'll be safe."
"I hope you're right, Annie," Kathy said warily.
Annie knew she was right. She could feel it in her bones as she went to her locker and took out her notebook for American history class. The horror in the basement would be over by tomorrow afternoon. She wasn't sure what Miss Zimlich would do, but she was certain her no counselor would figure out something.
That evening, Annie could hardly sleep, thinking about the eventual triumph. When she dressed and went to school the next day Annie could hardly keep her spirits from making her dizzy with joy. Later that afternoon, she and Kathy met after having stowed their books in their lockers. Kathy was looking drawn and nervous as she joined her friend and began walking toward the stairs.
"I didn't see Miss Zimlich," Kathy said, looking around.
"She said she'd be there and I know she will. She wouldn't lie. Now come on," Annie insisted, opening the door and pushing her friend through.
The sounds of the machinery stripped away a good deal of the blonde teen's bravado as she descended the metal stairs with her friend. Images of her torture flashed back to her.
They were nearly to the bottom of the landing when she saw Jack step in front of them.
"Guess what? Guess who's here?" Jack said softly.
And there, behind them, was Miss Zimlich with an odd smile, a smile that horrified Annie.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kathy was too horrified to scream. She only groaned as both she and Annie were pulled from the stairs and forced to their knees at the foot of the steps.
Annie could hardly speak.-She knelt there on the floor, looking dumbly at the two men and her counselor. They were in on this together.
"You know, you aren't kneeling here for nothing," Tanya Zimlich said, tapping one booted foot.
Annie realized Miss Zimlich was wearing something other than her usual tailored suit. She had taken off nearly all her clothes, metal tit cups fastened somehow on her tits while a steel-studded black leather collar clung to her neck. Under her tits she had wound black leather bands around her ribs, these strips being attached to her leather collar by a thin strand of metal wire. A small metal ring held the bands together. It was her legs, however, that caught Annie's eyes. She had on long black boots with spike heels, boots that came halfway up her thighs.
"I don't understand," Annie said.
"You know how you came here. You know why I'm here?"
"We haven't done anything. They ... those two did everything. I haven't done anything wrong!" Annie wailed.
"Don't give me a smart-assed remark," Miss Zimlich hissed, jerking one hand back and slapping the girl hard across the face.
The blow was so violent it sent poor Annie sprawling. Kathy screamed in sympathy, and, for her effort, was rewarded with an equally hard slap across the back of her head. She crumpled to the floor with a moan, covering her face with both hands.
"You would have destroyed the school with your simpering!" Miss Zimlich screamed at them, her face darkening as she looked at the two girls, then flashed a wild look at the janitors. "These men are to do with you both as they choose. It's their way of making you understand the pleasure of life." Tanya had regained some control and softened her voice. "Consider it, girls, as just another of your classes-perhaps an extension of sex education."
"Please, no, don't let them touch us," Annie pleaded, tears rolling down her flushed face.
"Don't be stupid! They'll do as they please, and as I please," Tanya added.
"You're terrible!" Annie screamed.
Tanya only laughed harder, digging her booted foot into the girl's asscrack. Annie screamed, trying to pull her skirt back down. Jed was on top of her in a flash, tearing her clothes open, pulling off her dress, then holding the girl down. She kicked and screamed while Jed unhooked her bra, then ripped her panties off.
"That's better. It's a good thing they came to me instead of to the principal," Tanya said to Jack. "The other girls ... are they under control?"
"Other ... other girls?" Annie stammered.
"You surely don't think you were the only ones being used like this, do you?"
"This is horrible! How can you do this?"
Jack threw her down to the floor while Tanya rewarded her with a sharp kick into her belly. Annie buckled over and retched, gagging and coughing.
Jed was topping Kathy, pulling her dress up while crawling on top of her. The brunette was screaming, beating her fists like useless cotton balls against his chest while the big man kicked her legs apart and forced himself on top of her. The girl stopped screaming the moment he stuffed a dirty handkerchief into her mouth.
That was the last Annie saw of her friend for a while. She realized she had her own problems to face. With Miss Zimlich leading the way, her ass dimpling with each step she took, Annie followed, ever conscious of Jack behind her. She could hear Kathy getting raped. Her heart went out to her violated and beaten friend. But at the moment she was more concerned about her own fate. They moved past several rooms until they came to the one where both she and Kathy had been branded.
Annie stopped, shaking her head from side to side, backing away, bumping into Jack. She felt his hands cupping her naked ass, kneading the ass-cheeks cruelly. A finger slipped into her ass-hole. She swung around and knocked his hand from her body, but still refused to move one step into that horrid room.
"Come on, Annie. You don't want us to become nasty, do you?" Tanya said, with a sneering grin.
"I won't go in! You can't make me!" Annie shouted.
Tanya laughed, jerking one hand out and grabbing a fistful of the teen's hair. Annie shrieked at the pain, her body doubling over as the counselor pulled her away from Jack and swung her around. Tanya banged Annie's body against first one wall, then the other, finally pulling her into that awful room.
"Aghhhhhhh!" Annie gasped.
Annie fell to the floor, pushing the hair from her eyes quickly to see what new horrors awaited them. She saw Tanya and Jack step into the room quickly, closing the door behind them and bolting it. There was no escape. Annie felt her blood freeze while cold sweat broke out on her back and forehead. Hanging on the walls of the room were strange, frightening-looking instruments, things she hadn't noticed the first time she had been in here. And in the center of the room, in the place of the bench and iron bowl that had been there earlier, was a large wooden keg with a small brass faucet in it.
Jack moved behind the teen, taking her arms and pulling them back hard, until her elbows were nearly touching. The strain on her sockets and upper arm muscles was excruciating.
"I'll get the rope. We don't want her thrashing around and hurting someone, especially herself, do we?" Tanya sneered.
"No, don't ... oh God, don't do this to me!" she gasped.
Miss Zimlich worked quickly, tossing Jack the rope, then moving up to the young teen and holding her chin in one hand. Annie grimaced.
"Now, you'll be a good girl and get through this. I'm sure you'll get to enjoy it after a while. And if not, well, who cares?"
Jack was laughing softly behind Annie, slipping the rope around her wrists as he had done expertly before, snugging the line in a double figure-eight, then using another strip of rope to bind her elbows as closely together as he could get them.
Tanya moved about the room ignoring the girl, dragging what appeared to be a three-legged stool over to her. Annie saw immediately there had been an addition put-on to the top-an eight-inch steel dildo nailed to the top with small nails pointing up around the base. A black leather strap with buckle hung open on either side of the stool.
Jack hefted Annie up over the top of the stool while Tanya positioned Annie's legs and cunt, nodding to Jack to lower her.
Annie felt it, felt the cold steel pressing up against her cunt, then penetrating her warm little hole. She stiffened her spine, feeling the warm cuntal walls cramping up against the strange cold invader. It was a feeling that was uncomfortable and yet oddly pleasing. Her eyes widened with an increasing fear that bordered on panic. Here was something new, something exotic. Jack kept her only halfway down on the dildo until Tanya roped her ankles to a baseboard attached to the two front legs of the stool.
"There! Butt down, Jack. By keeping your legs pressed against that board you might keep your cunt from being torn by the nails here, understand?"
Annie shook her head, not believing this was happening to her. "Oh God, God, help me!"
"And to help you understand what we're doing there, I've put together this little device. You see, I'm not always just thinking about bake sales and cheerleaders there in my office. I've read quite a bit about this sort of thing, and I've come up with things that you might think rather fun."
She pulled the wooden cask over until it was next to Annie. The girl shivered with the strain of pushing down on the board. Jack was no longer behind her giving her support, and she could feel the dildo sliding up a little farther in her cunt. Remembering those dreadful nails at the bottom, Annie pushed down hard, trembling at the thought of what would be next for her. To her horror, Annie realized her cunt was growing very, very wet and creamy. Stunned by this event the young teen began trying to blot out the sensation in her pussy, that feeling of being filled, of having something that long and big and thick in her snatch. But all Annie could think of was Jack, of how he had felt when he had fucked her. There had been the fear, the pain, the brutality and humiliation of it.
Looking up questioningly at Tanya, all she could see was the cold brutally of the woman I who was going to hurt her in more ways than Jack could think of.
"Now, we attach this strap to keep you on the stool," Tanya said, buckling the leather across the teen's lap, "then we put in something that'll complete my little experiment.
Bending down, moving her naked pussy near to Annie's nose, she took the steel-nozzled end of a tube running from the keg and shoved it into the girl's ass-hole.
"Ahhhhh, oh take it out! Take it but! Oh, it hurts me! No! Uhhhhh!"
Annie bounced on the stool, nearly upending it as Miss Zimlich screwed the tube deeper and deeper. Annie felt her ass muscles clenching and spasming. She tried squeezing her ass-cheeks together to push out the horrid tube. But that was impossible. Tanya seemed determined to rape her ass and cunt at the same time.
"I thought about putting in hot oil. That would be appropriate, wouldn't it? Burning oil in your ass-hole? But instead I used only warm water. That'll suffice for the moment," she said, shoving the thick steel nozzle in another inch.
Annie nearly forgot about the nails on the base of the dildo, letting herself slip another inch before she felt a pricking sensation. She almost shit out the spigot, jerking up away from the nails and nearly pulling free of the dildo. The strap around her waist tightened, preventing the teen from moving up too far. She ground her teeth against one another, letting out a choking job. She was no match for them.
Annie started to cry, wave upon wave of nausea overwhelming her as she saw the counselor's pussy spreading out in front of her.
"Oh no, not ... not that! Please, don't make me ... do that!"
The girl knew what Tanya wanted from her. It would be the ultimate in degradation, forcing her to touch a cunt with her mouth! Annie almost wished Jack would intervene and do something to her just to keep Tanya away. But it was Tanya and not the men who were running this show.
"Do you like the smell of a woman's cunt?" Tanya asked, noticing Annie wrinkle her nose.
"No!" Annie said sharply.
"Liar! Never lie to me again like that! It could be fatal!"
The counselor backhanded Annie twice across the mouth, the force jarring Annie's teeth. The girl again jerked up from the dildo, stiffening her legs to keep her ass and cunt away from the cutting nails.
"Now, we'll see just how you can handle the enema," Tanya said.
"Noooooo!" Annie cried, feeling her ass suddenly fill with warm, gushing water that sloshed out of the keg.
Annie stopped all movement, cocking her head to one side and realizing with some horror that the feeling in her ass was far from disturbing. She felt the water splashing around in her bowels, filling her up, bloating her flat tummy while Miss Zimlich pulled up a tall stool and edged toward the girl's face.
"Eat. You can guess what to do. But eat, and eat well, you little slut," Tanya said grimly.
Annie could see the dark-red moist meat of
Tanya's cunt through the woman's black cunt-hairs. The woman had both hands down around her outer pussylips, peeling them back, exposing more of the slick membranes that glistened with juice. Annie had never done anything like this. Annie had never even thought about eating out another woman's pussy. Gingerly leaning forward, she stuck out her tongue, realizing it would only go worse for her if she were to fight the woman. That movement caused her to rise off the steel dildo for a second, that friction making her cunt juices flow more quickly. She flicked her tongue out a little more and made contact with the counselor's cunt. The juices didn't taste all that bad-strange, perhaps, but not bad.
As the water continued to make her guts blow out, Annie started feeling a kind of strange elation. The whole thing was crazy, and that perhaps was what made her all the more excited. She began to lick the woman's cunt in earnest.
Annie groaned as she started lapping at that cunt, feeling her bowels cramp unpleasantly. So much water was going into her, she thought she would shit the floor brown in a moment. Tanya understood, leaning forward and turning the spigot off. Annie moaned with gratitude, moving her tongue up and down the jagged wet crack up that dark-red pussy.
Tanya's legs stiffened, her knees enfolding the young teen while her fuck juices flowed more and more. Annie licked harder, starting to bounce her cunt on the dildo.
She could taste Tanya's cuntal juices better now. The woman was growing hot, moaning nearly as loudly as Annie was while hugging the young blonde lovingly. The odor of the counselor's cunt was getting to Annie.
Annie's excitement built, the motions of Annie's tongue on Tanya's pussy became more and more frenzied. The girl felt her belly turning somersaults. She started sucking on the counselor's cunt with more and more abandon. She squirmed her ass on the slippery steel dildo. She was starting to get the hang of moving up and down on that deadly prick without piercing her buttocks on the nails. In a moment she acquired an erotic fucking rhythm.
As the steel dildo rubbed against her itching pussy her juice frothed around it, making a gleaming puddle around the steel base of the dildo. She could feel her cuntal flesh giving way in front of the steel dick as she bounced up and down, up and down, making herself hotter and hotter.
Tanya's juices flowed from her hot steamy cunt, slicking down the girl's cheeks and chin. The more she ate out the older woman's cunt, the more excited Annie got.
Annie felt the blood boiling in her veins. Her ears rang with the hot overwhelming pleasure that shot through her like an arrow. The steel cock was very warm now with the heat of her cunt. The more excited she became, the more enthusiastically she worked her tongue over the counselor's pussy. Annie's lips were making wet, sucking noises as she slipped her tongue up and down on the swollen cuntmeat.
Tanya threw her head back and nearly slipped from her own stool, reaching forward and gripping Annie's head.
"You little bitch! They told me you fucked like a rabbit. But you'll fuck anything, won't you? You just want to make sure you've got a cunt full of cock or tongue, don't you?" Tanya cried.
Annie couldn't answer. She was busy slurping up Tanya's juices, then covering the woman's pussy with her mouth. Tanya's pussy hairs tickled into Annie's nostrils as she kept up her steady rising and falling movement on the dildo.
Annie wanted to hurt more, wanted to feel the slight prick of pain to heighten the pleasure rushing through her. She was beyond rationalizing now. The pressure in her belly was incredible. She moaned against the counselor's cunt.
The vibrations drove Tanya crazy. She began cumming, swearing like a sailor at Annie while digging her fingernails into the teen's neck.
Annie squealed, her hips going wild. She bounced up and down like a puppet, bouncing her ass-cheeks against the nails now and not caring how it felt. Her climax peaked like an exploding bomb while that rod sent shivers through her body.
CHAPTER NINE
"There, lick it there! Oooooo, it's so good for me!" Tanya moaned as she finished climaxing in the blonde teen's mouth.
Having come down from her sexual high sooner than her counselor, Annie began to have doubts about what she had done. She slid all the way to the bottom of that dildo, feeling the nasty spikes pressing painfully against her. Her body shivering, the young teen pulled against the ropes binding her wrists together while her legs pressed down on the bottom wooden piece.
Jack moved up behind her and rubbed something against her.
Turning her eyes to the right, Annie saw Jack's cock-big, red, hard, the double-lobed head a deep purple while pre-cum oozed from the slit.
Tanya got off her stool with maddening slowness, smiling craftily as she moved around Annie, listening to the girl's heavy pants.
Annie could still feel the spikes sticking into her ass as she rested on the stool, her cunt still quivering and creaming around the steel dick. The room was silent except for the heavy breathing of the two women and Jack. The young teen started feeling her belly cramping. It was all that water, all that excitement, and now it was taking its toll. She squeezed her shitter muscles around the enema nozzle and felt the pleasure fade away again as the pain over her overloaded bowels built in her body. Annie was panting heavily now, the pain laced with panic. She was terrified she would soil herself, and Jack and the others would think of some punishment appropriate to her "crime."
Tanya untied Annie's feet first, then moved to her wrists and unbound them. Annie raised herself slowly, feeling the dildo leaving her pussy slowly.
"The bathroom's over there, in case you need it," Tanya said slyly.
Annie rushed from them, dashing into a small room and slamming the small door behind her. She barely made it to the toilet seat. The explosion of the liquid contents of her bowels so powerful she had a small climax. Annie sat there for several minutes relishing the peace and quiet, enjoying the pleasure of having no one trying to hurt or humiliate her. Looking about, she searched for some way out, an escape path that would take her back to the upper world and sanity. But there was nothing.
Washing herself off, she opened the door and walked back into the torture room. Tanya was gone. In her stead was Jack, stark naked, his prick sticking straight out. He dashed for Annie, grabbing her by the wrist as she stood there in shock.
"Need a good pussy. My prick hurts, baby, from watching you chow down on Tanya's cunt. You're gonna do some normal shit with me now."
"Normal?"
Annie threw back her head and let out a sharp, hard, hysterical laugh.
"We never did anything ... normal! You always had to tie me up, pee on me, do something to get yourself going!"
Annie was surprised at the anger and rage that had apparently built up in her. Her boldness took Jack aback for a moment. But his needs were far greater than any worrying about Annie's sanity. He held her by the shoulders, shaking her so violently the girl thought he would snap her neck. His fingers bruised her flesh as he threw her back against the wall, slapping her twice to hammer in his message.
"I don't give a flyin' fuck what you think about me and my ways. You sure didn't complain much once we got goin'. You're the same as me, baby, cut from the same cloth, whether you did that or not. Now you're gonna prove that to yourself right now," he said, tightening his grip on her shoulders and pushing her down to the floor. "You ate her cunt. Now suck my cock!"
Annie knelt obediently in front of him, her knees hurting from the hard floor. Her lips rubbed up against his prick. It was almost instinctive now. She let out a tiny gasp, sticking out her tongue and slurping. She could feel his legs shivering against her naked body.
He made her lick it slowly, curling her tongue around the fat base, then sliding under his balls before moving up around to the throbbing head. Tearing at her hair with both hands, he shoved her mouth down on his prick, pushing her forward.
Annie was coughing and blowing out spit against his cockbush as she tried to take all his meat in at once. Her face reddened. But still Jack held onto her tightly, sliding her mouth down on his cock until it was in her all the way. He started moving his hips around in a slow circular motion then, stirring his prick in her mouth, making her cheeks puff out. Annie tried swallowing as she sucked in air through her nostrils with a wheezing sound.
"Nice mouth, real nice, baby, but shit, I'm gonna blow my nuts in there if I keep this up. We're gonna have us some nice hot fuckin' around."
He pulled her off his cockmeat, jerking her up from the floor and dragging the teen to the center, then flinging her back. Annie pushed the hair from her eyes, just in time to see him slide on top of her. She felt his fingers grip her by the throat and push her back, back onto the floor. He straddled her hips, moving his prick around until her cunt was right in front of his fat cockhead. He started rubbing his cockhead up and down her throbbing slick cuntal slit, making the girl shift her hips from side to side.
She was shaming herself, showing him she was still turned on, even after that humiliating episode with her counselor. But Jack didn't care, apparently. He wanted her cunt, and she wanted to feel his cockshaft rubbing against the itching walls of her pussy. Raising himself a little, he started pushing his prick in.
"Even if she had wanted to. Annie couldn't force herself to remain quiet now. She rotated her hips around, feeling his massive cock screwing into her body slowly, surely.
Annie raised her arms, clawing her fingernails over his neck while letting her knees lift from the floor. There were no ropes to hold her down now, no chains keeping her in place. Perhaps that was the worst of it. She was doing this on her own and loving every second. For a moment, the girl forgot she was a prisoner, that her friend was being brutally raped not far away. All she thought about was Jack.
In a moment Annie had an idea of what was about to happen. He started fucking himself against her harder and harder, his humping motions rattling her bones. He was wild, his cock raging to shoot out its hot contents. Annie loved the way he was fucking her. After all that time on the steel dildo she had found herself more aroused than ever. It was going to be fast for both of them-fast and hard. Neither could stand the pressure that had built up between them.
Annie growled, moving her cunt up and down with an increasing fury on Jack's prick. She forgot everything except the delightful anguish of lust that shot through her. His prick massaged her cunt like taut fingers demanding everything of her. Annie did her best to give the brutal janitor just what he demanded. She bounced up and down on his fat prick, writhing maniacally on Jack's huge cock.
She could feel her cuntal walls buckling in from the heat, holding his cock with a vengeance. Annie liked that sensation of being filled and rammed at the same time. Her clit was inflamed and tingly now, sending searing waves of joy coursing through her belly. With another howl, the blonde teen snapped her head back as she felt the first spasm of her climax tear through her belly.
"Aghhhhhh ... ooooooh!" she screamed.
Jack let out a guttural cry of sexual anger. His hips slapped up against hers while he drove his prick deeper and deeper into the girl's cum-ming pussy. Annie clawed him frantically, her fingernails leaving long, red marks on his shoulders while the big stud hammered her into the ground. After a moment he stopped, his breath catching, his body frozen and shivering above hers.
Annie screamed at him, beating her fists over his chest. She needed to have his cock sliding through her, hammering against her womb, his cockhairs brushing over her clit. Jack shoved down with another cry, his prick spewing its hot, heavy load into her cunt.
Both of them battered one another in their wildness. Annie felt Jack's cum shoot into her cunt, felt his juices mix with hers. The spasms built more and more, reaching a thunderous peak when she thought her heart would burst. Her legs shot out, her heels beating against his kidneys while Annie squirmed and thrashed and kicked her way through her wild climax.
It was all she could do to keep from flying from the floor, she thought, as slowly the girl began to come down from her sexual high. She sighed deeply as they both relaxed after the storm that had shaken them both.
Squeezing the cum-drenched walls of her pussy against Jack's prick, Annie wished in a way the two of them could stay together for a while. It would be nice to have the man fuck her again and again without all the hammering belts and chains and ropes. She would just like him to fuck her the way he had-completely, with near-rage, then that wild movement when the two of them reached that pinpoint of painful ecstasy.
"Nice shot!"
Annie turned her head, horrified. There were Tanya and Jed, between them the stripped, sulking Kathy. There were bruises on her face and thighs, and her hair lay tangled across her face. She appeared as if she had put up quite a fight with Jed and lost. There were scratch marks on her belly and tits and thighs, while large red patches on her cheeks and sides indicated the big man had worked her over a good deal before finally getting down to business and fucking her brains out.
"You see?" Tanya said to Kathy, pointing out Annie. "Your friend doesn't put up a fight, and you just saw what happened to her. She enjoyed it, the way you should. And we think we've got a way for both of you to have a good time as well as entertain us," Tanya said, narrowing her eyes as she looked from one girl to the other.
"No! Oh no, no more, no more!" Kathy screamed, putting her hands to her mouth in horror.
Jed reached around and jerked her hand away, slapping her hard across the face. Then taking her by the arm and twisting her hand around until the teen was wincing in pain. She dropped to the floor, her body twisted obscenely in pain.
"Please, leave her alone! Please, I beg you!" Annie pleaded.
"Then you two come with us," Tanya said with a sharp nod.
Jack pulled his cock out of her slowly, Annie shivering with the full length being withdrawn until she felt only his cock's head in her pussy. Jack smiled down, shaking the sweat off his forehead, then finally pulling out completely. The girl rolled away as Tanya moved toward her, leaving Kathy moaning on the floor.
Annie wanted to get away, to run from them and get help. Surely a naked teenager screaming her lungs out on a main street would finally attract some attention. She would take the chance of her reputation being ruined for some kind of help from that hell-hole.
"Now we'll get to see just how you two girls perform. I've had my doubts about Kathy, but Annie here," she said, chucking the girl under the chin, "I think will do nicely. It'll be fun amusing ourselves with her. It's something extra the Board doesn't pay us for, and makes working here that much more pleasurable. You'll find that out soon enough, dear."
Annie was sure she would very soon.
CHAPTER TEN
Annie hung there, her arms stretched to either side of her shoulders, the wrists roped to the ends of a metal crossbar. She hung there like a piece of meat, her toes barely touching the floor. They were back in the room where she had received the enema.
The keg and stool had been cleared easily from the center of the room, and two large, iron cross bars dangled from the ceiling in their stead. Both girls were hung from bars. Then they were hauled to the top, their body weight pulling painfully against their shoulders. Annie sobbed, hot tears stinging her eyes as she waited and wondered what those savages would do to her next.
Jack and Jed rolled in a small table, atop which was a gray box. Several black wires lead from the top, each of them having small rusty metal clamps attached to the opposite end. Kathy noticed that first, squirming in her bonds, her arm muscles knotting up painfully as she scissor-kicked her legs in wild terror.
"They're going to electrocute us!" she whispered in a taut voice, her eyes wide with fear. "I've seen those portable generators. My dad has them. They'll kill you just the same as putting your finger in a wall socket!"
"Open your mouth," Tanya barked.
Annie turned and saw the tall woman with a rubber wedge in one hand. She jerked her face away, afraid to do anything that would hurry the operation. The woman slapped her, taking her by the jaw and forcing her lips to part. Annie felt sweat bead on her forehead, then the foul-tasting latex wedge sliding in past her molars.
"There. Now we don't have to worry about you biting your tongue off. At least your teachers won't complain about you not answering their questions."
"The same for you, little miss," Jed said, snapping Kathy's head back and shoving another wedge into the protesting girl's mouth.
Annie watched quietly, adjusting the wedge in her mouth as comfortably as possible, now not feeling the pain in her shoulders so much as anxiety began to throb through her like a sickness. Jack took up one of the clamps and opened it, the tiny, silver-like teeth looking menacing there in the room. He approached her, holding the clamp up to her eyes, then lowering it until it was level with her nipple. Annie prepared herself, biting down on the wedge hard just as the clamp bit painfully into her tit-nub.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Arching her spine, Annie shivered on the chairs, feeling the small teeth biting painfully into her tit-tip. He twisted the clamp around several times, making sure the young girl would kick and scream before letting go of the small wire. Annie let out another sigh, hanging like meat from the cross bar.
Jack produced another clamp, quickly fastening it to her other nipple. He pulled at the wires, distending her tit-nubs until the pent-up scream behind the wedge could no longer remain stifled. Annie screamed and screamed, her legs kicking out wildly while the cords stood out on her neck and perspiration streaked her reddened face.
Jack laughed, slapping her twice, then reaching down and twisting his fingers in her cuntal thicket. With a ripping, tearing sound he pulled out a fistful of her pussy hairs. Annie thought she would faint from the agony. The man who had made such normal, passionate love to her seconds ago was back in his original role, hurting her, humiliating her in the worst way while Tanya and the others watched approvingly.
"Now, for the rest."
A third pincer was brought out from the generator, then straightened up against her cunt. Annie felt her legs stiffen while her toes curled until they cramped. She felt Jack brush the cold metal up against the spot where he had torn away all those cuntal hairs.
With a quick move, he opened the clamp and snapped it shut a quarter-inch away from her clit. Annie threw her head back again, letting out a long, low groan. If he had knifed her in the belly and ripped her open the resulting pain couldn't have been as much.
Another clamp was being inserted between her ass-cheeks. She could feel the cold metal snake its way between her ass-cheeks. Then Jack's fingers were stretching her ass-hole open. A small fart blew from her bowels as the janitor determinedly shoved the wire up into her shitter, pushing it in inch by excruciating inch until Annie thought he was trying to spear her stomach from the ass-end.
"Uhhhh ... huhhhghh!"
It was all Annie could do to keep conscious. Two more clamps were attached to her large toes. It was as if they were going to electrocute her. Kathy had been right. She could be killed by something like that. And now they were going to work on her friend.
The young teen kept watching Annie, more and more tears rolling down her cheeks as the pincers were fastened to her nipples, her cunt, her ass, her toes. Annie let out a shuddering breath, finding terror gripping her heart so much it was difficult to get the air in her lungs.
"Now, let's go for it. Let's get the bitch fuckin' good with this!"
Annie hadn't heard of these contraptions. But she learned quickly just what they were going to do to her and Kathy. Fear, with a perverse curiosity to see just what was going to happen and how it would feel, flowed through her body. To her surprise she felt her clit start to swell just a bit, jiggling the wire below while her juices began to seep itchingly from the velvety, musky walls of her cunt.
There was a kind of impatience that plagued her as she hung there, the weight in her ass pushing in like wriggling fingers while tiny teeth seemed to be eating continually at her clit. Jack turned to her and smiled. The rubber wedge swelled her cheeks and spit oozed from between her lips.
"You can control the machine, Jack, as you've done so many other times," Tanya said with a nod. "You're interested in that one while Kathy, here, fascinates me. She has real animal terror in her eyes. Annie is impatient. Oh yes, dear, you can't hide those things from me. I see into you very well. So, you see, there isn't much you can do to fool us. Throw the switch and let's watch our girls dance!"
There was a humming sound, the sound of the generator being switched on. Annie's fingers curled around the crossbar for support while she closed her eyes. Perhaps there was some way she could ignore the pain. Hindu people did something like that, using mind over matter. She would fight the electricity that was threatening to destroy her.
Her nipples blushed darkly, stretched more and more by the clamps while her belly rippled with excitement. Her spread cunt lips were slick and glistening with cunt juice that spilled from her pussy and over her thighs. Her mind over matter wasn't working.
Annie groaned, rolling her eyes up and staring at the ceiling. She was moaning like a puppy afraid of the dark and hungry for affection. Jack would give her what she needed. It would be slow at first, but would peak, just as it had peaked when he'd fucked her on the floor moments ago.
"Uhhhh!"
He was turning the dial. The needles inside the glassed-in case jumped an inch with a small, biting current shot through the wires and bit into Annie's nipples, clit and ass-hole. Her toes tingled, the current making her legs shiver slightly while goose bumps broke out all over her taut, white flesh.
Looking to her right, Annie saw Kathy bounce up and down against the crossbar, her head snapping from side to side while a low moan escaped from her purple lips. Either Tanya had sent more electricity surging through the girl or Kathy was far more sensitive to the current.
"Enjoying that, baby? like feeling that all over? Man, you look real nice all wired up that way," Jack said, his voice low, throaty, excited.
Annie held back the screams for a later time, feeling that faint, tingling pulse into her tits and ass and cunt. She jerked, feeling the hair now rise from the nape of her neck. She tensed, every muscle taut and aching, waiting for what was surely to come. Her eyes focused in on the dial, her mind reeling as she saw Jack's fingers tighten around the black dial and twist it slightly counterclockwise.
"Mmmmmmfffff!"
Annie felt something punch her in the ass-hole while her nipples swelled sexily against the biting clamps. The increased current was making her cunt itch so! Her ass felt clogged with wire while she controlled a powerful urge to defecate and piss all over herself.
Kathy was screaming through the rubber gag, her body bouncing up and down while black wires slapped together. From the occasional loud slapping sounds Annie heard, she guessed Jed and Tanya were hitting the young teen as well as electrocuting her.
As more electricity surged through her, Annie flinched, biting down hard on the rubber gag. Her temples ached while a distant ringing sound echoed in her ears. The muscles in her belly and thighs knotted and ached while her cunt lips felt raw. Her clit was filled to the bursting. She tried closing her legs to squeeze off the orgasm. But the clamps held her cunt open, sending more and more stinging current into her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Annie was ashamed of herself acting that way, but nothing she could do could stop. The pulling, killing weight of her arms hanging from the crossbar was gone now, replaced only by her own rutting sensation of wanting to cum and cum hard.
Jack saw her cunt-juice flow from her pussy and licked his lips, twisting the dial yet again.
Annie shrieked through the gag. The aftershock of the current felt like glass shards scratching her distended nipples and clit. Her sphincters recoiled while a fist of air burst from her shitter, nearly dislodging the clump of wires lodged up her ass-hole.
Kathy was nothing but a blur now, her body jerking and twisting like an exploding balloon on the wires while hideous gagging, shrieking sounds escaped from around the choking rubber gag. With a nod from Tanya, Jed turned his end of the machine off, cutting Kathy loose from the crossbar and backing down as she slumped with a crash to the floor. Tanya was on her in a minute, bracing her shoulders with her knees while stuffing her hot cunt into Kathy's mouth. Jed pulled down his trousers, mounting the girl, then driving his prick into her pussy.
Annie suffered for her friend, then screamed loudly for herself as Jack raised the setting again. Her lips turned purple while cunt juice speckled and dried on her rippling thighs. It was as if there were some terrible animal stalking inside her, tearing apart her organs. She felt climax after climax blast through her, ripping at her nerve endings, making her go mad.
With one flick of his hand, Jack switched off the machine and yanked off the clamps, untying the screaming girl and letting her drop to the floor. Still kicking and writhing and biting and scratching, Annie felt the big janitor slump over her. He slapped her three times, turning her screams into harsh, hysterical laughter.
Holding her down to the floor with his palms against her shoulders, he forced his prick into her, tearing through her hot cunt, stinging her orgasm to higher heights. The itching force of her climax spread through her like an atomic explosion. She loved his drilling jackhammer of a prick filling her, spreading her elastic pussy, striking her clit like a hammer again and again.
His cock was grinding her insides like a pestle until he stiffened, reached down and grabbed her hair, tearing it while he shot into her like a maniac relieving himself for the first time in months.
In time, he pulled his dripping cock from her cunt. Annie felt her pussy spasm hard, then pucker up. Jack pulled up his trousers after having staggered from her prone body, dressing quickly, then standing over her prostrate body.
She stared up at him, her eyes full and tear-swollen, her lips quivering. She begged him silently to let them go. She had had enough. So had Kathy who lay like a corpse now on the floor, cum oozing from her fuck slot.
"That's just the start, baby. We haven't even begun what's going to happen to you and your friend here," Jack said, indicating Kathy with a snap of the head.
Tanya came up behind him, sliding one long arm over his shoulder. Her cunt was magnificent-still swollen, twitching with pleasure. Annie stared at it and knew the cause of that pleasure had been Kathy's mouth. Jack nudged her with the toe of his boot. Annie cringed with a whimper, making all three of them laugh. It was the laughter of jaded people, but also tinged with excitement-the excitement of having found someone new to play their awful game.
"But Kathy, she's..."
"Not like you? True," Tanya admitted, "but even the slowest of learners soon pass our course. And you, I think, will be the perfect tutor for Kathy should she need one. And now, it's getting late. We don't want to arouse suspicion from your families that something's going on here. And, don't think of telling anyone else about this. There are others in on this at the school. And I promise you, things would go poorly for you if they were to tell me of your treachery. Remember this, and you'll have a better time of it."
Annie tightened her ass, feeling her pelvis jerk as she sawed her cunt with her finger. She turned and smiled, almost laughing as the woman smiled back at her. Fucking. That's what she was majoring in at the school now. Fucking, fucking and more fucking. That's all that was worthwhile studying at the monstrous institution. That's all there was worth studying in all the world.
Annie spread her legs and jerked her shivering ass from the floor, feeling her cunt spasm again around her stroking fingers and she looked at the still-silent Kathy. Her friend, who had tried to save her earlier, would have much to learn. But as Miss Tanya Zimlich had told her, she would be a perfect tutor for her friend.
