Oftentimes, strange and unconventional desires lurk beneath the veneer of normalcy many individuals project. Given the right set of circumstances, these desires cease to be repressed-and are eventually acted out.
Certain individuals attempt to retaliate against the increasing necessity to comply with society's demands by embracing unorthodox modes of behavior. Subcultures exist in our society, catering to a wide range of tastes. If these cultural avenues of expression did not exist, the pressure to conform would become too much for some people to bear-and the consequences would be devastating.
The girls, the victims in CAPTIVE SCHOOLGIRLS are caught up in a one-man, urban subculture. Caught up in a covert world they never dreamed existed, they struggle to free themselves-until they come to understand the ultimate value of their new experience.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Cindy Adams sobbed, then sniffled like a frightened child. But she was little more than a child. And she was frightened with her slim wrists manacled tightly above her head, clamped to the side of the dark van.
Karl Dunne towered over her like a huge black monster. The leather he wore was black. His heavy boots were black. His studded belt was black. Even his curly hair and piercing eyes were black, completing the image that horrified the young girl.
He spread his powerful legs and Cindy saw that the crotch of his leather pants had a slit in them. Her baby-blue eyes watered as her captor spread the opening and produced his long, thick prick. It was startling white against the dark background of his outfit.
"Suck my cock!" he ordered.
Fear and dread gripped Cindy's young heart and she began to cry. Why, she cried within herself, why did she let this guy pick her up?
It had been all so innocent at first. She had been at the curb, hitch-hiking, feeling confident and looking pretty in her sandals, short skirt and matching halter. And then the big black van came rolling up to her, almost silently. The windows were tinted, lending an air of mystery to the vehicle.
The passenger door swung open and Cindy saw the driver, a good-looking young man in black leather, smiling at her. It was all so macho and she had to admit to herself that it had excited her a little.
"Hop in," the guy had said.
Seated beside the man, Cindy had felt small and vulnerable. But why should she feel that way? No one else ever bothered her. So he was macho. So what? Lots of guys were that way.
"You on the run?" Karl asked her evenly, his eyes on the road as he drove.
"On the run?"
Cindy giggled. "No, of course not. I'm just going to my grandmother's."
Little Red Riding Hood, Karl thought, and I'm her fucking wolf.
"You always dress like that to see your grandmother?"
"Like what?" Cindy asked, looking down at herself.
"So sexy," Karl said, his voice thick. It was his tone of voice and his mere use of the word "sexy" that sounded an alarm in Cindy's young mind. She knew exactly what to do.
"Let me out at the next light, please," she said firmly.
She didn't expect him to laugh at her but he did. And she didn't expect him to bash her alongside the head but he did.
His right hand came off the steering wheel like a shot. His big knuckles caught her just above the left eye. She saw stars as her head cracked against the window on her side of the van.
Instant fear ripped through her whole body and she instinctively grabbed for the door handle. There wasn't one!
Karl reached over and grabbed a handful of her soft, blonde hair. He yanked her upright in the seat.
"Who the fuck you kidding? Either you're a little slut or a fucking cock-teaser! Which is it, bitch?"
Cindy screamed, partly from pain as he pulled and twisted her hair, and partly from sheer panic.
"Let me go!" she squealed.
Karl pulled to the curb under a tree. The sun was setting and it was dusk. He set the brake, turned off the engine, and dragged Cindy screaming into the back of his van.
She couldn't believe what was happening to her. The big stud yanked her hands upward over head and handcuffed her to the van. He towered over her in his leather outfit and produced his menacing prick. And now, here she was, through no fault of her own, staring at the biggest prick she had ever seen in her young life.
"Suck my cock!" Karl commanded.
"Oh, my God!" Cindy gasped, horrified.
"You're going to suck it sooner or later," he said threateningly. "Why not make it easy on yourself?"
"No," she cried. "Please ... no..."
Her youthful fear and terror of his big cock excited him. He grinned lewdly at her and deliberately held it in front of her pretty face. Staring hotly at her, he worked his fist up and down his thick cockshaft, and laughed at her horror.
His fist slipped wetly up and down slowly as he displayed every solid inch of his growing hard-on. His pre-cum seeped out of his piss-hole and he lubricated his whole cock with it. Cindy stared through tears at the huge, glistening prick that seemed to be alive and pulsing with menace.
When his fist was tight around his cockshaft down near his big nuts, there was still five inches of stiff cock protruding. And his cock was topped by his bulging cockhead, a big, swollen knob, red and wet.
Cindy wanted to tear her eyes away, but his cock seemed to mesmerize her. She had seen her kid brother's little prick a few times, although it had never been hard. And she had felt a boy's prick against her thighs when she danced with him, but this monstrosity in front of her now looked more like a weapon than a source of pleasure.
Karl wielded it like a club in front of her wide, startled eyes. He chuckled to see her young tits rise and fall with her labored breathing. This was why he preferred young chicks. They were so fucking amazed and startled and wide-eyed about it all. His cock really impressed these babies.
His problem was that young girls wouldn't have anything to do with him, not willingly at least, especially before he saved up all his money to buy this sleak black van. Girls avoided him, feared him because he was older and always talked about sex. Sometimes they whispered bad things about him and called him bad names. But things had changed for him after he got his specially equipped van.
Even now he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that this sexy little chick would suck him off just the way he wanted. That's why he was grinning so lewdly, so sure of himself.
"You gonna suck me off?" he urged, staring hotly at her.
"No!" she cried.
"You will," he said.
"I won't!" she screamed.
He reached over to a compartment in the wall of his van and brought out a long pair of scissors. Cindy's eyes widened in fear. w
"Wh-what are you going to do with those?" she gasped.
"These are my raping scissors," he said.
"Wh-what do you mean?"
He chuckled and opened the blades of the scissors. He pressed one sharp blade against her chest and slid it downward between her thrusting young tits. Cindy winced and shuddered to feel cold steel against her naked flesh. She watched, fearing the scissors as the blade kissed the inner curves of her tight young tits.
Karl suddenly closed the handles. The blades came together and snipped through the light material of her halter. The flimsy fabric fell away easily and her lovely round tits were stark naked.
"Don't!" Cindy cried. "Please! Don't do that!"
"You think that's bad?" he laughed. "You ain't seen nothing yet! I want you to suck my cock and I want you to suck it now! Understand?"
"No!" she yelled again.
His grin alone scared her and she caught her breath and her proud young tits thrust beautifully and excitingly for him.
He replaced the shears and brought out something else. Cindy only saw a flash in the dim light before he concealed it behind his back. She caught her breath and licked her lips nervously. What was it?
"I'll bet you're real proud of those tits," he said, smiling wickedly at her. "Do you cock-tease lots of boys with them? Come on. You can tell me. I'll bet a pretty girl like you gets her cookies cock-teasing the boys. Right?"
Cindy was aghast. "I'm not going to talk about my breasts to you! And I don't ... do what you said!"
"That's what you think, you little bitch," he growled at her as he hefted his big, wet prick. "Look what you do to mine!"
"I didn't do that!" she cried. "Let me go! I want to get out of here! Please! My grandmother is waiting for me! I don't want to be here! I don't want to do this! Please! Let me go!"
"Suck my cock first," Karl said evenly, daring her with his eyes.
"No!" she screeched. "I'd never do such a filthy thing!"
"Oh, I think you will," he said thickly, hotly.
His band came out from behind his back and Cindy's eyes widened on a pair of pliers in his grip. They weren't like any pliers she had ever seen, not like a workman's. They looked silver-plated, as if they were designed for special jobs.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" she worried aloud.
"Persuade you," he said with a chuckle.
"What do you mean?" she asked in a squeaky voice.
"I mean you're gonna suck my cock," he said.
He applied the jaws of the pliers to one of her spiking pink nipples. The serrated teeth clenched the small bump, then squashed it as he closed the handles. A sharp, stinging pain ripped through Cindy's tit and she screamed.
Karl tightened his hold, locked her nipple in the vise, and gave a twist that made Cindy shriek. Her head jolted and her pretty face screwed up in a distorted mask of pain. Her fingers clawed the air above her cuffs and her lovely young legs jerked on the floor as agony coursed through her chest.
Her ripe young tit excited Karl as he tortured it with the pliers. His hot eyes burned into her bulging nipple, so pink and fresh, squeezed tightly within the jaws of his pliers.
He squeezed tighter and slowly twisted. Pain streaked through her tit and Cindy wailed. She would have kicked her legs at him in self-defense except that the slightest movement on her part only made the metal pliers clamp tighter on her bruised little nipple.
Tears flooded her eyes and streamed down her cheeks as she grit her teeth against the searing pain. Karl laughed and twisted his pliers cruelly, tormenting her. Then he moved the pliers to her other tit and did the same thing to her other defenseless nipple.
The teeth of the pliers cut into her tender flesh and scraped painfully when he gave it twists and turns. He pulled and distorted her hard young tit. She cried out and thought he would pull her nipple right off.
He laughed obscenely, enjoying this perverted sexual pleasure, and tugged at her tits, first one, then the other. He clamped her nipples and pulled at them brutally.
"Your tits ain't gonna be so pretty when I get finished with them," he said hotly. "Unless you do as I say."
"No, noooo," Cindy wept. "I-I can't. Ohhh, please ... don't make me do that!"
"Suck my cock!" he ordered.
He clamped the jaws of the pliers on a nipple, tightened his grip, and pushed his big, wet cock at her.
"Stick your tongue out!" he commanded.
He wrenched her tit and Cindy couldn't bear it. She cried and sobbed, but stuck her cute pink tongue out for him. He chuckled lewdly and rapped his big prick on it.
"Lick, bitch!" he ordered.
Cindy whimpered with defeat, her tits aching and streaked with pain, bruised now. She wept bitterly as she slowly licked his cockhead. She tasted his hot liquid. It was pungent, acrid, salty. She felt repelled by the odor and the taste of it.
"Open your sexy little mouth and suck!" he growled.
Cindy tried to at least save face. "No, please," she pleaded. "Don't make me do it. Let me lick it. I'll lick it for you. Please. Let me go, I'll lick it, I'll lick it!"
Karl released her aching tit and grinned with triumph as the young chick licked her saucy little tongue up and down his prick and all around his bulging cockhead. In his glory, he thrust his hot nuts against her face and made her lick those, too. Cindy sobbed, but obeyed his lewd commands and laved her tongue all over his balls and prick.
Karl let her do that until he felt strong lust surging through his cock. Then, to Cindy's horror, he gripped a whole tit between the jaws of his pliers and applied such pressure, squeezing and crunching the mound, that she emitted a blood-curdling scream.
"Owww!" she wailed. "Don't! Oh, God, don't hurt it!"
"Suck my cock!" he said through clenched teeth.
"Oh, God,. . . " she whimpered, and her pretty mouth fell open for his rigid fuck-pole.
Karl delighted in her humiliation and tearful surrender as he slipped several inches of his huge hard-on into her hot, wet mouth.
"Suck, you little bitch, suck!" he ordered homily, pushing more of his prick forward for her mouth. "Come on, suck me off! That's it, Little Red Riding Hood! Suck it! Suck it!"
Cindy's defenseless mouth ovaled for his thick cock and she wept bitterly as the guy fucked her face. Shame and humiliation mixed with the pain in her chest as he mutilated her tits and fucked her mouth. Because her young mouth was so full of stiff cock, her screams became loud groans and moans.
Karl did some groaning of his own as her young mouth sucked wetly and hotly on his pistoning prick. He grunted like an animal and the sound of him terrorized young Cindy. She didn't know much about cock-sucking but she knew that this sort of thing could make a boy's prick shoot sticky cream.
"Mmmmmpphhh! Mmmmmppphhhh!" she protested as she sucked his fucking prick.
Her eyes went wide and pleaded with him. He grinned lewdly, knowing she was afraid of what his cock would do.
"Suck the cum up out of my balls!" he bellowed lustfully.
"Mmmmmmphh!" Cindy protested again, wishing she could stop this.
But Karl squeezed a nipple in the jaws of his pliers with one hand and with the other he pulled at the back of her head. His enormous prick fucked deeply into her mouth and his cockhead brutalized the back of her young throat.
Cindy gagged on his bulging cockhead. It was too big for her inexperienced throat. But Karl was horny so he fucked harder and faster to get his rocks off. Cindy gasped and choked as fucked her face brutally, with no regard for her welfare.
He reared back and thrust forward. His whole cock drilled into her sexy young mouth. It felt great to him, like a young cunt.
Grunting, groaning with lust, he banged away at her tonsils and ordered her to use her tongue on his cock during his backstrokes. Squeezing and mutilating her tits with the pliers, he demanded a lot from her, and got it all. She had no choice but to comply with his every lust-soaked wish and desire.
Sobbing pitifully, she swirled her tongue round and round his raging cockhead each time it retreated to her lips. She could only bear the aching pain when he plunged his cock into her sore throat.
He was like a fucking animal when his balls tightened up against the base of his cock and signaled their wicked discharge of jism. He groaned loudly and his prick enlarged and stiffened in her sucking young mouth.
To make her suck faster for him, he caught a pink nipple between the jaws of his pliers and squeezed so hard that she had to suck him off.
"Suck it out of me, you little slut!" he yelled, gritting his teeth for the grand climax.
"Mmmmmmph!" Cindy wept around his cock, and felt thoroughly ashamed as the monster of a cock exploded in her mouth.
Her mouth filled again and again with the hottest, creamiest goo she had ever imagined. It was terrible for her. Her little mouth filled to capacity with the stuff and she had to drink it down in self-defense, to keep from choking to death. The gulping sounds coming from the girl excited the hell out of Karl and he came a lot more in her sucking mouth.
Great wads of jism gushed out of his swollen prick and Cindy gulped it down as fast as she could. Tears streamed from her eyes as pain streaked through her tits and hot cum burst into her mouth. She sucked and sucked in hopes that in his orgasmic bliss he would release her stinging, aching tits.
But he didn't. In fact, after he got his rocks off, he enjoyed himself further by torturing her tits with his pliers. He assaulted her tender nipples several times, then mashed her tits in the tool. He squeezed a tit to watch her pink nipple distort and protrude and threaten to pop off her tit. He laughed obscenely in a way that gave Cindy the creeps and new fears ran through her.
"Please," she begged. "Let me go now. I did it for you. Let me go!"
Karl didn't hear her-or didn't want to. His hot eyes ran over her half-naked young body. In her agony she flailed her pretty legs a lot and they were open now, carelessly spread.
"So you wear panties, huh?" he chuckled.
Cindy snapped her lithe young legs together and blushed with embarrassment. Never, never, had she ever let a male see her panties!
"I want to go home," she sobbed.
But Karl ignored her. His big hands followed his hot eyes. He forced her curvy young thighs apart and ogled her cute blue panties.
CHAPTER TWO
Cindy flushed with embarrassment. Not only had he tormented and tortured her young tits, now he degraded her further by staring like a horny animal right at the crotch of her panties.
She sobbed to remember that just hours before, she had stood in front of her bedroom mirror and had noticed the way her growing pubic hair bunched up in the crotch of her panties. It was then that she also noticed that her pussylips made curvy bumps in her flimsy panties. She was growing up fast. She remembered that she had gently stroked her naked tits before hiding them in her little halter and that she had felt guilty about the feelings she got from touching her sensitive nipples.
Her little-girl concerns were thrust from her fearful mind now. Karl had done terrible things to her teen tits, unheard of things-with a pair of pliers! And he had made her suck his prick! And he came in her mouth! And she drank it!
It was a rude awakening for the young girl. She sobbed to think of how careful she had always been to remain a good girl in the neighborhood, how hard she had worked to please her parents and the minister of their church. She thought things like this happened only to bad girls. Self-pity got all mixed up with her humiliation and she cried pitifully.
"What the hell you crying about?" Karl growled. "I ain't done nothing yet!"
His attitude alone frightened her. Didn't he know it was evil to tie a girl up in a van? Didn't he know it was wicked to strip off her halter and expose her tits? Didn't he know it was perverted to torture a girl with pliers? Didn't he know it was filthy and depraved to force a girl to suck his prick?
"Oh, God," she whimpered, fearing him all the more now. "Please, don't do anything else."
Karl chuckled, his eyes burning hotly into her crotch. He reached out with one hand to touch her little cunt.
Cindy reacted naturally. Her pretty legs flailed and kicked violently all of a sudden as she cried and fought to protect her most sacred spot. That was the way she had been raised. She believed that a girl's pussy was her most prized possession, a treasure to be saved for the man she would someday marry.
Karl warded off the thrusts of her legs and laughed at her efforts to stop him from doing anything he pleased to do to her.
"I've got just the thing for bitches like you," he chuckled.
To her horror, he grasped one of her legs and forced it easily to one side. He pinned it to the floor of the van and, to Cindy's terror, trapped her ankle in a manacle chained to the floor. Then he turned on his knees and grabbed her other leg. He stretched it way out and manacled her ankle to another chained cuff.
"Oh, nooo!" Cindy wailed to see herself helplessly spread-eagled and at his mercy.
It was horrifying for her to suddenly realize that this perverse young man had everything planned. The cuffs hurting her wrists, the floor manacles, the scissors, and pliers, these were all parts of his fiendish lust for girls. She was trapped!
Once Karl had his young victim chained, he was free to proceed with his systematic and sadistic rape of her young body. Poor Cindy never knew what might happen to her next, but Karl knew very well. He had dreamed of it so many times.
Gloating with perverse pleasure, he took his scissors down from the rack. Cindy gasped when he set the point right on her pussy. She caught her breath as the perverted guy stroked her cunt-lips with the instrument. Her ears burned to hear his lustful utterances as he teased her pussy.
"Cute cunt," he rasped hotly, staring hotly at her light panties. "Nice, firm pussy lips."
As he muttered at her crotch, he traced lines over her pussy, drew the point of the scissors down her cuntcrack to her ass, then all the way up again. After several minutes of that stroking, Cindy had to wriggle against the sensations he was creating in her young pussy.
"Stop, stop," she pleaded, alarmed by what was happening in the pit of her stomach.
Karl chuckled and found her clit through the panties with the point of his tool. He stroked it ever so lightly at first, enough to make Cindy sob and twist her cute little ass on the floor. He liked that.
"Feel good?" he tormented.
"No!" Cindy screeched. "Stop that! Ohhh, don't do that!"
"Bet you've never been tortured with pleasure before," he laughed.
He pressed closer with the scissors and worked the sharp point all over her pussy, over her pubic area, down to her curvy little ass, up and down her cuntcrack, and he tormented her clit area until she thought she'd die from the forbidden feelings.
"Ohhhh, doooonnnn't," she whined, weeping with shame.
"I think your pussy-likes it," he said thickly, shaming her even further. "Let's find out for sure."
"What are you going to do?" Cindy wailed, scared out of her wits.
He laughed and opened the scissors up. He inserted one blade into the narrow crotch of her panties. Cindy jerked.
"Better hold still if you don't want your cunt cut off."
Cindy gasped and froze in place. She held her breath as the grinning, chuckling fiend inserted the scissors and, with one flip of his wrist, snipped her panties right off of her body.
The crotch gave way easily when the scissors closed on it and her protective panties became one narrow strip of blue elastic around her slim waist and hips. Her whole crotch was naked and fully exposed to his hot gaze.
"Mmmmm," he said, licking his lips, "now that is one cute pussy. I'll bet the boys have lots of fun with that!"
In her innocence, Cindy was more offended by his implication than by his depraved lust.
"Why did you say that?" she cried in a hurt voice. "You shouldn't say things like that about me! No boys have ever even seen me! I'm not that kind of a girl! Don't you dare say nasty things about me!"
Karl was at first amused by her righteous indignation, then aroused. Her feverish outburst of pride and innocence was like a lick of her tongue to his prick. It bobbed up.
"What the fuck you telling me?" he said. "You telling me you're still a virgin?"
"Yes!" she spit at him.
She naively believed that this news would turn him around, change his mind, even make him set her free. She didn't expect his reaction at all.
"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "Let's see!"
To her horror, he attacked her pussy with both hands and pried her cunt lips apart almost painfully. Muttering to himself, he got his face close to her warm crotch and delved one finger into her tight little cunthole.
"Stop!" Cindy screeched. "Oh, my God! Don't do that!"
Karl groaned with pleasure as he twisted his long finger up into her cunt. Disregarding her cries and protests, he worked his finger deep into her pussy and probed for the evidence of her claim. The end of his finger invaded the soft wetness deep in her writhing belly and scraped a fleshy obstacle.
"Holy shit!" he said again. "You are a virgin! Man, this is my lucky night!"
"Wh-what do you mean?" Cindy wailed, frightened. "No. Please. Take your finger out! Stop that! Please! Let me go! What are you going to do?"
"I'm gonna bust your cherry, baby," he laughed.
"No! Oh, dear God! No, nooooo! Please, not me! Don't hurt me! Please!"
Every young girl has some mental idea of what it's like to get fucked. Cindy had her idea and it had always frightened her-the vision of a stiff prick pushing into her pussy. She'd hoped and prayed that wouldn't happen to her until after she was married. Yet, here she was, shackled like an animal in a black van with a raging pervert who wanted to fuck her and bust her cherry. It was like a nightmare to her, nothing like the girlish dream of honeymoon bliss she'd had most of her young life.
"Please," she pleaded, trying to wriggle her pussy away from Karl's probing finger. "Don't do this to me. I'm not ready!"
"Shit!" Karl scowled at her.
"But I'm a good girl! I never do sex things! Oh, please, don't you understand?"
"Knock off your fucking whining!" he ordered, getting angry with her. "You may be a little princess to your daddy, but you're a fucking piece of ass to me! You're gonna fuck me, baby, and you're gonna like it!"
"No!" she screamed, horrified.
"You don't think so, huh?" he said menacingly.
He dropped the scissors and picked up the pliers he had used on her ripe, jutting tits. Now he applied them to her moist little cunt.
"Oh, no!" she screamed when the cold metal touched the most sensitive spot of her body.
Karl chuckled lewdly and urged the pliers into her pussy. With her lovely legs splayed, her pink cunt was wide open for him. He gloated over it as he worked several inches of the tool up into her cunt. Cindy cried out several times as the metal invaded parts of her belly where no foreign object had ever been before.
"Owww!" she cried. "You're hurting me!"
Karl paid no heed to her cries. He twisted the pliers and cork-screwed them into her tight young fuck-channel. Cindy gasped and shrieked when the blunt end of the tool nudged her cherry. When Karl felt the obstruction to his vicious entry, he shoved hard.
"Unnnggghhh!" Cindy groaned with pain.
Karl laughed lustfully and pushed again on the tool, then again. He fucked her pussy with it for a few moments, watching her writhe and twist and hump her cute ass.
Cindy howled as pain after pain shot through her virginal belly and pussy. It horrified her that this was happening to her, but she could only choke and gasp as Karl ravished her pussy with his sex-weapon.
She had always known that she would have to lose her cherry someday to some man somewhere, but she never dreamed it would be like this. A pair of cold, hard pliers were deflowering her!
"Aaaaggghhh!" she screamed when the tool drilled up into her belly again, smashing into her tender cherry-flesh.
Karl's eyes burned hotly into her twisty little cunt as he turned the pliers first to the left, then to the right, making the hapless girl cry out and jerk violently on the floor.
Cindy wailed and pulled at her bonds, but they hurt her wrists and ankles. Her jutting tits thrust hard as she struggled against overwhelming pain, and her leg muscles strained as she pulled and pushed with her feet. All of this vibrant movement made her sweet pussy churn on the pliers, and Karl liked that.
To increase her pain and her motions, he opened the pliers slightly and made the serrated jaws clamp on her cherry-flesh. Cindy screamed bloody murder. It felt like an animal, a rat perhaps, had crawled into her cunt and was now gnawing in the pit of her stomach. The agony was unbearable for her and she wept bitterly as
Karl had his fun.
The terrible pain in the middle of her belly made Cindy cry like a baby. Her pretty head tossed and turned and her tears flowed copiously as her hips writhed and her pussy screwed around on the delving pliers.
"Well?" Karl growled at her. "You want this or my cock to break your cherry? Beg for my cock and I'll take the pliers out."
"No, no, never!" she shrieked in agony.
Karl laughed and tightened his grip on the handles of the pliers. Deep in Cindy's belly, the jaws shut on soft flesh, clamped at it and clenched it.
"Aaaggghhh!" she screeched. "Stop! Please! No more! Owwww, you're killing meeeeee!"
"Beg for my cock," Karl ordered.
"All right! All right!"
"Well, do it!" he commanded. "Tell me you want my cock to fuck your pussy!"
Cindy silently prayed that God would forgive her, and she cried, "Yes! Yes! Give it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me with your prick! Give it to me!"
Her outburst inflamed Karl's nuts. His cock rose up like a live thing, pulsing and bobbing, wet at the end with burning pre-cum.
He got on his knees between her outstretched young legs and pulled the pliers out of her cunt. His drippy cock wavered above her pussy for a moment, then he bent over and worked it into her body.
Cindy wept bitterly as her pussylips were forced apart by the thickness of his enormous cock. She remembered how large it had been in her small mouth and now she feared that the monstrous thing would rip her pussy apart.
It almost did. It wedged into her small fuck-hole, then lodged there until Karl braced himself with his feet and drove forward with all his might.
His rigid fuck-pole streaked into the girl's defenseless pussy and his cockhead ripped right into her cherry-flesh. It pierced the thin membrane of her hymen then entered the secret sanctuary of her writhing, heaving guts. He gritted his teeth and drilled all of his cock into her weakened, surrendered young body.
Driven by mounting lust, he kissed her mouth brutally, tongued her throat, and then bit and chewed her lips until she shrieked with pain. Then he laughed and dropped his slobbering mouth to her aching, jutting tits.
He treated them more cruelly than he had her mouth and all the while his rigid cock drilled and plunged into her twisty little cunt.
He chewed her nipples and bit into them as he fucked all of his cock into her pussy. Close to orgasm, he caught a whole young tit in his mouth and bit into it, his balls aching to let loose with their supply of jism.
Cindy wailed as the enormous prick ravaged her virginal cunt and she shuddered and moaned helplessly when it happened. She came! Her first orgasm with a man was so excruciating that she screamed a long time as the cummy ripples of unwanted pleasure coursed through her whole body.
"Noo, noo, noooooo!" she wailed as she came.
She wished it wouldn't happen, but it did. Her belly churned and her pussy humped and her little ass bounced on the floor as wave upon wave of forbidden orgasmic fluid rushed through her fuck-channel to soak the probing, fucking cock.
Karl loved it all. He chuckled evilly as he chewed on her hurt tits and bit her aching nipples and fucked every solid inch of his hot cock into her tight young cunt. To his pleasure and to Cindy's added shame, blood from her cherry mingled with her cum and made it even easier for her vicious rapist to fuck the hell out of her pussy.
His soaked cock slipped faster in and out of her churning, humping cunt as he sucked and nibbled her tits. He panted and groaned with lust as he fucked faster and harder. Cindy wailed as she came again and she shrieked in pain and shame when she came yet again on his spitting, gushing cock.
His balls tightened up around the base of his prick and huge spurts of hot cum exploded out of his piss-hole into her churning young belly. Her tight little cunt sucked him off just as her lovely mouth had. He came viciously, savagely, and he fucked all of it into her writhing, quivering body even as she cried out in pain.
His big prick really hurt her guts and she sobbed weakly as he finished fucking her. He got his rocks off and let his thick cock soften within the tight walls of her juicy little cunt. His mouth slobbered all over her jutting tits as his prick reduced in size and thickness. Finally, it plopped out between her thighs and throbbed softly against her asscrack.
Cindy wept with agony and humiliation as hot fluids seeped out of her fuck-channel to dribble down her cuntcrack into her ass-hole. She felt filthy and degraded by it all. Just the feel of the cock that had busted her cherry made her shudder with revulsion.
Karl knelt up in front of her between her pretty legs and grinned at her. She looked through dazed eyes at his bloodied prick, the weapon that had tortured her insides. He laughed. She whimpered.
"You hurt me," she sniffled. 'I'm not a virgin any more. Nobody will love me now. I'm ruined."
"You're a hot little fuck," Karl chuckled. "Quit your bitching. Now you can go get fucked any time you want. That little cunt of yours-likes cock."
"It does not!" she screamed at him. "You're filthy! You're a pervert! I hate you! I hate you! You're a rotten, lousy, filthy, disgusting pervert!"
"You fucking bitch!" he snarled.
He flew into a rage. He doubled his fist and smashed it into her belly. A deep groan escaped her lips as a dull aching set up in her groin. He opened his hand and slapped her face back and forth viciously. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. He punched her in the crotch, his big knuckles crashing into her tender pussy. She screamed.
"My fucking sister talks like that!" he growled. "Always putting me down! You fucking bitch!"
He reached into the rack on the side of the van and rummaged around. His hand came away with a length of nylon cord. He straddled one of her thighs and his wet cock smeared against her side as he attacked one of her jutting young tits.
He wound the cord around her tit and crossed the ends and then pulled them so tight that her tit distorted grotesquely. Her pink nipple enlarged and protruded until Cindy thought it would burst off of her breast. Sharp, searing pain shot through her tit and she cried out in agony. Karl drooled from the lips as he tightened his grip and strangled her tender tit-flesh.
Karl gasped for breath as he struggled against her tits. He looped the cord around her other tit and strangled that one, too. He trussed her tits until they were tied in a figure eight, the cord cutting into her flesh. He tied it there like that and sat back to watch her cry and shriek with pain as the cord strangled both tits painfully.
"Pervert, huh!" he sneered. "I'll show you what a pervert is!"
CHAPTER THREE
Cindy sobbed weakly as the leather-clad stud crawled over to the other side of his van and opened a chest. She blinked away her tears so she could see. What she saw made her gasp with horrified curiosity. The inside of the lid was arrayed with sundry metallic objects, sexual objects of every size, shape and description.
Strapped to the lid were various dildoes-short ones and long ones, thin ones and thick ones, some covered with little metal spikes.
Cindy's aching eyes darted over the array of rings and hoops and chains and cuffs. Just the sight of the evil-looking implements made Cindy shudder with fear and she didn't even know yet what was inside the chest. She soon found out.
Karl reached down into his treasure chest and brought out a handful of steel clamps. He turned on Cindy, grinning obscenely, and crept over to her quavering young body.
His hot eyes burned into her distorted, pink-tipped tits. Her nipples were swollen now, aching from the pressure created by the tight ropes around her tender tits. He leaned over her and plastered his wet mouth on her right nipple. He gave it a long, cruel suck that forced a scream out of Cindy. He held her stinging nipple between his teeth and lashed it with his tongue until it grew as stiff as her little clit had.
"Owww!" Cindy wailed. "Stop! What are you doing?"
"Just making your nipple nice and big," Karl chuckled lewdly, and examined his handiwork. Her nipple was really sticking up and out now.
Breathing hotly, excited by her firm, young tits, he forced a clamp wide with his thumb and forefinger. He applied the serrated teeth to her protruding nipple and slowly released his hold on it. Cindy saw the metal teeth close on her nipple and instant pain shot through her tit as the teeth cut into her sensitive flesh.
The spring in the small clamp was powerful. It made the metal teeth clench the poor girl's nipple. Her pink bud was firmly clamped then and created pain in her tit that she had never known in her life.
She screamed as the pain coursed through her tit. Karl laughed to see the anguish distort her pretty face. It made his nuts hot and his prick came to life again as Cindy wailed and writhed beautifully for him.
At his leisure he applied another clamp to her other tit. But first he attacked her nipple with his mouth. He chomped his teeth over her thrusting young tit, bit into her nipple, and sucked it and licked it savagely as he had done to the other.
Cindy screeched as his cruel mouth tore at her tender nipple and forced it to erect for him. Even through the excruciating pain, his lashing tongue made her nipple react erotically. It had to. Cindy sobbed to feel erotic sensations in her tit at a time like this, but she had no control over her body now.
Karl chuckled again, which made Cindy cringe with horror, then she screamed as the sadistic pervert clamped her swollen, pouting nipple. Greater pain ripped through her whole chest when both nipples were cruelly clamped in those awful metal teeth.
She wept and cried out several times as Karl leaned back and ogled her. It hurt her just to breathe, because each time she inhaled her tits naturally rose up and with each rise the teeth of the clamps seemed to tighten around her sore nipples.
"Uh! Uhhh! Unnnhhhl" she gasped.
The sheer pain created by the clamps forced strange sounds out of her throat. She was afraid to breathe and afraid not to. Tears of defeat rolled from her big blue eyes.
"Please!" she shrieked. "Get them off me! Oh, God, pleassssse! They're hurting me! Please! Please! I won't call you a pervert! Take them off! Oh, my God, they'll cut my nipples off!"
Karl ignored her protests and her pleas for mercy. His nuts were boiling and his cock was as rigid as a telephone pole. Breathing hotly through his nostrils, he set the remaining clamps down and returned on his knees to his treasure chest. From the lid he took a small object, something that fit into his hand. He turned to her and eyed her writhing, twisting young pussy.
"Wh-what is it?" Cindy cried. "What are you going to do to me?"
Her lovely legs strained and jerked as she tried vainly to pull her legs together. Her ankle cuffs cut into her flesh and she wept bitterly because she was so helpless. It scared her, the way Karl was leering at her fully exposed cunt.
"Gotta make sure there's no cherry left in there," he laughed.
Cindy screamed as he attacked her pussy. He grabbed her crotch in his big hand and squeezed until she cried out. Grinning lewdly, he shoved his middle finger up into her pussy and screwed it around deep in her heaving belly.
He watched her agonized features with perverse delight as he finger-fucked her bruised cunthole. He made her ass jump and wiggle and all the movement made her tits thrust and quiver and the clamps dug cruelly into her burning nipples.
"Yeah," he rasped hotly, "gotta get all that cherry out."
He pulled his thick finger out of her squishy twat and held it up for her to see.
"See that?" he laughed, displaying his bloody, cummy finger. "Still some cherry up there."
Cindy thought she would vomit right then and there. "You filthy animal!" she spit.
Karl laughed at her and produced the object he had gotten from the chest of sex toys. Cindy's eyes riveted to a strange-looking thing. It looked like a condom for a midget, with spikes on it.
"Wh-what is that?" she gasped, horrified and afraid of she knew not what.
"It's a French tickler sleeve," he said, which told her nothing.
She was much too young to know anything about such a sexual device. But Karl knew all about it. He had ordered it from a special magazine, a catalog designed for people who were into S & M.
"What are you going to do with it?" Cindy sobbed.
"Now, what the fuck do you think?" he mocked.
He slipped the latex sleeve over his thick middle finger and snugged it down. Grinning crookedly at her frightened face, he applied the spiked sleeve to her pussy. Cindy winced to feel little pricks against her tender and sensitive flesh down there. Karl dragged his finger up her cuntcrack, from ass-cheeks to clit. Cindy howled.
"Owww!" she cried. "They're needles! They're sticking me! You're sticking me with needles!"
"No shit!" Karl laughed.
Watching her pained reactions with mounting; lust, he scraped the tiny points of steel up and down her pussylips. Chuckling evilly, he attacked her quivery little clit with it. He twisted his finger this way and that and the sharp points stuck and scraped the most sensitive part of her young body.
Cindy screamed when the needle-points prickled her little clit. Pain mixed with unwanted sexual sensations as the pervert massaged her cunt with the evil device.
Still enjoying her torment and pain, he deliberately inserted the end of his finger between the tight lips of her pussy. Her cunt-lips parted for the stinging sleeve and she wept bitterly as Karl pushed an inch of it into her fuck-hole.
His thick finger, ringed with needle-point spikes, lodged in her pussymouth, clamped by her tight cunt-lips. Pain shot through her fuck-channel as her tender inner pussy flesh spasmed in self-defense. Her cuntwalls tried to expand, to escape the pricking steel points, to no avail. She couldn't escape Karl's vicious finger.
She screamed and he laughed as he twisted his finger around in her hot, wet cuntmouth. The tightness of her youthful pussy worked against her, hugging the deadly finger-sleeve. She could only cry out and each time her hips moved or her ass jumped, the needles pricked her inner flesh.
"This'll get rid of your cherry," Karl rasped lewdly.
To Cindy's horror, the perverse guy drilled all of his finger up into her cunt. The end of his thick finger, circled with spikes, tore into her sex-box deep in her writhing belly. Her screams bounced off the walls as Karl brutalized her fuck-channel with churning needles.
Driven by lust, he dug around in the pit of her stomach with the finger-weapon until Cindy thought she'd die. It felt like he was ripping her guts out. Incredible pain streaked through her whole cunt and she shrieked for mercy.
Karl enjoyed his depravity in these hot moments. He liked the way her twat twisted for him on his probing finger. And he liked her screams and groans as he tortured the deep recesses of her virginal pussy.
He pulled his finger out of her cunt, the needles scraping her pussy walls all the way out. He examined his bloody, cummy finger, laughed, and re-inserted it, all the way up her pussy. He churned it and twisted it, then looked at it again.
"You ain't cherry now," he laughed. "But, just to make sure..."
Cindy watched through dazed, pain-heavy eyes as her rapist went back to that deadly chest full of terror. She fought to stay conscious as pain threatened to overwhelm her senses. She squinted to focus her eyes on Karl as he turned with a huge rendition of the object on his finger. It was a spiked cocksleeve.
"No! Noooo!" she wailed, as she saw her captor struggle to get the sleeve over his big, wet prick.
Karl muttered under his breath and breathed hotly as he worked the nine-inch sleeve over his raging prick. He pulled it snug on his wet cock, then modeled it for his crying, shivering victim.
"This'll finish your sweet little cherry for good," he said thickly, horny to fuck her again.
"Oh, my God! No!" Cindy screamed, wide-eyed and terrified. "Don't put that in me!"
Karl ignored her cries and adjusted the cocksleeve so that the special knob was in front, the knob designed for clit-banging. Cindy learned of all this the hard way.
Karl mounted her shivering, trembling young body with fire in his nuts and lust in his prick. He gripped his huge cock in a fist and guided it to her fully exposed and defenseless pussy. With a grunt and a groan, he got the monstrosity lodged in her cuntmouth, then pushed with all his strength.
His assmuscles tightened with the effort and he grit his teeth as he inched the thick thing up into her tight little pussy-hole. Cindy let out a terrible scream as the spikes separated her cunt-walls and scraped their way into the depths of her pussy.
With no regard for her at all, he leaned his leather-clad hairy chest against her tits and fucked all of his deadly prick into her cunt. Then Cindy really knew pain.
The tit-clamps created excruciating agony for her and her tits ached all over as Karl's chest mauled them in his effort to fuck the life out of her. And his enormous hard-on, sheathed with spikes, ripped into her cunt.
He reared back and plunged all of the terrorizing cock into her body. With each thrust, Cindy screamed and almost lost consciousness. Her eyes rolled in her head and she went out of her mind as the gasping, panting beast on her body fucked the hell out of her pussy.
He rammed her cunt harder and faster as his balls grew hotter and hotter. He grit his teeth and lunged. His powerful ass propelled his prick deep into her bruised cunt. Her pussywalls collapsed several moments later and her whole cunt got soaking wet. Karl chuckled through his teeth and ramrodded her pussy with the spiked prick.
He fucked and fucked, faster and faster, harder and harder, as his nuts tightened up against the base of his prick. A giant load of hot cum welled up within his cock and he fucked her pussy even faster to get himself off.
Cindy whimpered weakly a few times and when his cock exploded, which made him fuck ever harder, she passed out. Her whole body went lax all of a sudden and Karl finished his perverted task in her lifeless body.
He grunted like an animal as he shot a fiery load of jism into his cocksleeve. It acted as a condom for him, and he didn't stop fucking Cindy's helpless young pussy until he had shot every drop of his jism. Only then did he retreat and withdraw his spiked weapon from her juicy, spasming cunt.
He settled back on his haunches and looked at her. She looked thoroughly fucked, the way he liked to see young chicks. He glanced down at his bloodied cocksleeve and smiled with satisfaction. It had been a great stroke of luck to have picked up a genuine virgin. He was beginning to believe there were no virgins left.
He wiped his sleeve and his prick all over Cindy's short little skirt, then replaced the spiked dildo to its place in the chest. He wiped his finger-sleeve on her skirt and put that back, too.
Then he slowly and carefully applied clamps to her naked young cunt. The moment he attached a steel clamp to one of her pussylips, Cindy was aroused from her coma. She came to crying, then screamed as she felt the pain in her cunt.
Karl chuckled lewdly and attached clamps to both her pussylips and the teeth clenched on her flesh until she wept for pity. To complete her demoralization and to create the pain of all pain, he attached a toothed clamp to her quivering, aching clit.
"Aaaaggghhh!" Cindy wailed, and almost passed out again.
Her senses reeled as a multitude of pains came together to befuddle her. She couldn't focus her eyes. Her breathing was erratic, catching in her throat. The clenching clamps on her nipples, pussylips and clit were enough to keep her dazed with pain.
Karl unshackled her ankles and wrists. Her body slumped to the floor, beaten and bruised. He let her lie there like that for a long time, just looking at her body, slave to the metal clamps. Her moans grew weaker by the minute.
When he was ready, Karl removed the clamps one by one. He would have liked to leave them on her body, but they were expensive. Besides, he would need them again very soon. He tossed them over into the chest.
Cindy stirred, forced her eyes open, tried to orient herself. Where was she? What had happened? What was all this pain streaking through her body?
She felt herself being moved, dragged across the floor. Doors opened and cold night air washed over her bloody, battered body. The next thing she knew she was falling from the van, pushed by the heavy boots of Karl Dunne.
He kicked her out the back of the van and her body toppled to the hard ground. She collapsed there and groaned in pain. Karl closed the door tight, moved to the driver's seat of his nifty van, and drove off, whistling a happy tune.
Young Cindy Adams wasn't found until two hours later, and then only because an old couple's dog sniffed her out. They had to scold the mutt for licking away at the poor girl's pussy.
The ambulance and the police showed up at the same time. Detective Sergeant Greg Anderson took one look at the whimpering, half-conscious girl and cursed under his breath.
"God dammit," he said through his teeth. "The third girl this month. I swear, when we catch up with that perverted sonuvabitch, I'm going to kick his ass till his eyes pop out!"
But Karl Dunne was already safely miles away. He parked his van in the garage he had rented for that purpose and changed his clothes. He discarded his leather gear and dressed in shirt and slacks. Then he unlatched his bicycle from its rack in the back of the van and pedaled home in the dark.
He stole into his house so as not to awaken his parents or his sister, Sandra. In his own room, he got into bed naked and replayed the si events of the evening in his fertile mind. God damn, he thought feverishly, a fucking virgin! God damn! What a night! What a perfect little body!
With visions of Cindy Adams dancing in his head, he nursed his cock in a tight fist until he fell asleep. He dreamed that he was a Roman Caesar watching his men rape and torture young Christian girls.
The next day, he learned the name of his latest victim for the first time. His parents were at work and he was home alone with his younger sister. Sandra was on the sofa, reading the daily paper.
"Good God!" she said. "Another rape downtown. A girl named Cindy Adams!" She read on for a minute, then shuddered and said, "Yuk! The guy must have tortured her or something. It says her body was badly bruised and her sexual parts were mutilated. My God!"
"Maybe she liked it," Karl said from his father's recliner.
Sandra threw the paper at him and jumped to her feet, eyes flashing and ripe tits rising up.
"You're weird, Karl!" she snapped at him. "You know that? Weird! No wonder none of the girls want to be around you!"
She walked away with her nose in the air and Karl watched her round ass wiggle as she walked, anger burning secretly in his chest. Fucking bitch, he thought.
"Fuck you!" he hurled after her.
She came flying out of her bedroom. "I'm going to tell dad if you ever say that again to me!"
He saw that she was serious. It would be just like her to squeal on him. He couldn't afford that. Not only was his father supporting him while he supposedly looked for work, the elder Dunne was one mean son-of-a-bitch and fast with a razor strap, even on a grown son.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," he said quickly. "I shouldn't have said that. But you get me so mad, Sandy. Don't call me weird. You're always putting me down."
"Well, don't be such a creep around my girlfriends then!" she spit haughtily. "Why can't you be nice like normal guys. And date girls your own age for God's sake. My girlfriends think you're a dirty old man."
"I do all right," Karl defended himself, knowing his own dark secret.
"Oh, sure," Sandra laughed, and returned to her room.
Karl read the article in the newspaper. "Sheriff's officers say they have no leads in the sexual attack of a local girl whose partially nude body was found in the city park. Cindy Adams is currently in intensive care at the local hospital."
A slow smile crossed Karl's face.
CHAPTER FOUR
Tina Phillips stopped her bicycle by dropping her feet from the pedals to the ground. When she reached to draw a newspaper out of the bag attached to her bike, her young tits strained in her tight little T-shirt and the bicycle seat rubbed up against her pussy.
She tossed the newspaper with practiced precision onto the nearest doorstep. Then she pedaled on. The next building was an apartment complex. Tina gathered up four newspapers, set her bike on its kickstand, and went into the building.
She didn't see the big, black van slowly moving at the curb slightly behind her. Nor did she see the driver of the van through the tinted windows, a guy who was watching every move she made. He saw her tits strain in her T-shirt and imagined how the seat must have rubbed up against her crotch. She was wearing denim jeans, tight and sexy on her young body.
When she emerged from the building, Karl Dunne glared hotly at the way her proud young tits poked in the T-shirt. And he liked the tightness of her faded jeans, like a second skin over her hips and tummy and legs. When she turned to mount her bicycle, he watched her cute ass settle on the seat and his cock rose up between his legs.
When Tina paused at the next house, the black van was right beside her. Karl opened the rear doors and stepped down.
"Hey, kid," he said. "You got an extra paper you can sell me?"
Tina looked over at the guy, saw all his leather, and immediately assumed he was a biker as well as the owner of a very sleek van.
"Yeah, sure," she said brightly.
She grabbed a paper and carried it over to him.
"It's a quarter," she said, holding the paper out to him.
Karl took one quick look around, then grabbed Tina before she even knew what was happening. He got her by the hair, turned her to the van, pushed at her, and knead her little butt so hard that she sprawled onto the floor of his van. He quickly bundled her body into the back and climbed in after her. He pulled the doors shut just as Tina uttered her first cry.
He mashed his big hand down over her mouth as she twisted around in shock. Her eyes went wide with fear as the huge, leather-clad guy pushed her deeper into the dark van. Working quickly, he pulled her T-shirt all the way up above her jutting young tits, bunched the material up in a ball, and stuffed it into her mouth before she could scream.
He grabbed a length of nylon cord and tied it around the gag and pulled it so tight behind her head that Tina shed tears. Then he pulled her slim arm to one side and Tina stared in horror as he clamped her wrist in a manacle on the floor. She sobbed as he pulled her other wrist way over to another cuff and locked it down.
Karl moved to her young legs and yanked one over to another floor manacle. The metal brace clamped around her slim ankle. Then he locked the other one in another manacle way over on the floor. She was spread-eagled on the floor, flat on her back.
Karl paused only a hot second to take a look at the way her pert young tits strained in the little green bra she was wearing. He licked his lips in a way that told Tina all she had to know. Instinct told her the rest and waves of instant and overwhelming dread and fear rushed through her young body.
Karl left her manacled there, scared out of her young mind, and he rushed to the driver's seat. The next thing Tina knew, she was being whisked away from the safety of a familiar neighborhood.
In her fear she thought they rode a long way. Later-much later-she could only weakly and dimly report that they had driven a long time before they stopped.
Fresh tears appeared in her dark brown eyes when the van finally stopped and deathly silence engulfed her. She sobbed through her gag when Karl appeared at her side, eyes wild on her trussed body. There was no doubt in her young mind then that she was in the hands and at the mercy of a pervert. There was no escaping the truth, but worse, there was no escaping this leering animal.
"What a cute little bra," Karl rasped hotly.
He reached down and touched her tit. When his coarse fingers stroked her arching young tit, Tina cried and tried to turn away. Her movement made her thrusting tit turn and rise up and Karl fondled it freely and gave it a squeeze that made Tina wince.
"Are your panties green, too?" he tormented. "Well, we'll find out when the time comes."
"Mmmmmmph!" Tina tried to cry through the tight gag stuffed in her mouth.
"Right now, let's find out what you've got in this sexy little thing."
Slowly, deliberately, aiming to humiliate her, he lowered the left cup of her bra. It was sheer, flimsy material and gave way easily. He grinned and lowered it below her lovely young tit. Her nipple spiked as if excited. Actually, it erected because of the rush of fear passing through the young girl.
Karl chuckled and as Tina uttered muffled cries, he lowered the other side. Then her protective bra was nothing but a strip of green cloth under her proud tits, tight around her slim chest. Her naked tits looked luscious to Karl, luscious and attractive and molestable.
Molestation was uppermost in his heated brain at the moment. He twisted on his haunches and opened his private and secret treasure chest. Tina stared through wet eyes, gripped by fear and curiosity and dread, as he produced a long, thick white candle.
Her dark eyebrows lowered with pained curiosity. It wasn't dark in the van. There was a soft light in the ceiling. Why did he need a candle?
Karl lit the wick of the candle with a silver lighter, dropped the lighter back into the pocket of his leather vest, and held the candle aloft as it burned slowly. Tina saw the gleam in his eyes as he watched the candle burn. What was he doing?
When he looked down at her, his gaze alone frightened her, but her fright was followed by sheer horror. The hulking guy in black tipped the candle over her and, taking careful aim, let a few drops of hot wax splash onto her left nipple.
"Mmmmmmph!" Tina gasped into her gag.
Her eyes went wide, then squinted as the burning wax scalded her little nipple and a part of her tender tit. Pain shot through her tit and she writhed before him. Karl grinned at her and held the candle upright for a moment to produce more liquid heat. Then he dropped more hot wax onto her exposed tit.
Tina cried through the gag and her shoulders winced as burning pain streaked into her vulnerable tit. Karl chuckled and dropped hot wax onto her other tit, too, until the girl jerked and twisted and sobbed pitifully as the liquid burned into her titflesh.
Her jutting beauties, the pride and joy of many young girls, became the source of unheard of agony for Tina. Tears welled in her eyes as she stared down in horror at what the sadistic guy was doing to her pretty tits.
"Mmmmmmphhh!" she cried again.
It felt as if hot coals had been applied to her nipples because nipples naturally are never exposed to such heat. This kind of heat was pure torture to Tina. But worse, far worse, was the effect the hot wax had on her tits as it cooled. The white goo hardened quickly in the cool air and as it did so it crinkled her nipples and pulled at them and deformed them.
Tina felt that happening to her tits and she wept new tears of pain. It was as if little claws had suddenly attacked her nipples to clutch and tear at them. Her pretty face screwed up in agony as her captor looked on with hot eyes as the wax scrunched her nipples painfully.
Chuckling lewdly, Karl produced more hot wax for her tits and let it drip and smear her mounds. "Looks like you've got cum all over your tits," he snickered.
Tina sniffled pitifully to hear such dirty language.
Karl let the big globs of goo cool and tighten on her globes as he continued his horrifying wickedness. He blew the candle out and set it aside. As Tina whimpered and wept because her tits hurt, Karl moved and got between her thighs on his knees. Grinning lewdly at her, he opened her jeans and spread the flaps wide.
"So, your panties are green," he laughed. His eyes burned into the flimsy material that concealed nothing on the young girl.
Tina sobbed with fear and degradation as the big guy ogled her crotch and belly through her panties which she knew were see-through. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined that the pretty undies she had bought with her own money from her paper route would be the source of such agony for her.
Karl's huge hands grabbed at her cruelly. He hefted her cute little ass up off the floor and tugged at her tight jeans. He yanked them down to her quivering thighs, then below her knees. Because of their tightness Tina thought they would break her young legs. They created excruciating pressure on her shackled ankles and the pain there mixed with the pain in her tits.
Karl drooled over her young crotch. Her panties were skin-tight and her pussy made an outline in the crotch. A puffy young pussy. Karl licked his lips as his eyes devoured what he could see of her. Tina whimpered with renewed fear.
Chuckling obscenely, Karl reached over into the compartments in the side of the van and produced a pair of shears. He held them up for Tina to see.
"How would you like these shoved up your pussy?" he laughed.
He said that to scare her, which it did. He watched the look of sheer dread cross her pretty face and he laughed again, tickled. Having planted that terrible fear in her young mind, he got down on his elbows between her outstretched thighs and stroked her pussy with the pointed end of the scissors.
"Mmmmmmph!" Tina cried.
Her torso gyrated as if to ward off danger, but that only made her twat scrape against the scissors. Karl chuckled and moved the point up and down her cuntcrack. He kept doing that to make her afraid and to make her ass writhe in terror. It did.
The sharp point of the shears slipped over her puffy pussylips, then up and down her cuntslit. He did that until the inevitable happened, just what he wanted. Tina's little clit responded against her will and erected to make a new little bump in the thin material of her moist panties.
With malice aforethought, Karl molested her thinly-clad cunt until the poor girl's hips were grinding and her panties got wet right before his hungry eyes. The crotch of her panties turned a darker green as wetness soaked it. Karl abused her clit some more to get her really wet.
"My, my, how you cum," he chuckled, humiliating her. "You know what? These are cheap panties."
To make his point, he pressed the end of the sharp scissors into the slit of her trembling cunt and the thin material gave way. The pointed blades of the shears slipped through the cloth and entered the wetness of her squirming pussy.
Tina choked and gagged and blushed profusely as the guy molested her cunt with the scissors. Fear rippled through her because she believed he would really shove all of the shears into her cunt. But Karl only fucked her a few minutes with an inch or two of the tool. Then he used the scissors to cut her wet panties to shreds. Tina sobbed pitifully all through the degradation.
When her lovely belly and crotch were totally naked and at his disposal, Karl plastered his mouth to her pussy and tongue-fucked her so violently that she had to finish the orgasm the scissors had only teased.
She shut her eyes against what was happening to her defenseless young body. Karl's big, thick tongue wedged into her cunthole, then shafted brutally into her cunt. His cock erected in his leather pants and hurt there as he devoured Tina's pretty, furry pussy.
Hungry for some cunt-juice, he drilled all of his tongue into her squirming pussy and made her cum violently. He bit and chewed her clit until she uttered muffled cries and squirmed her cunt on his probing tongue.
He raised his head and grinned lewdly at her.
"You ain't a virgin, are you?" he snickered.
"Who've you been fucking, you naughty girl? Do you let boys lick your pussy? Sure is a juicy one. Bet you like to cum, huh? Well, I'll show you what pussy-eating is all about!"
It was more of a threat than a promise and Tina shuddered as he attacked her crotch with his mouth. Even as he ate her, he reached out and dragged a large leather pillow over. He urged her little butt up off the floor and stuffed the pillow under her. To Tina's total shame, her furry young cunt was thrust upward and outward for him.
Then he drilled his thick tongue into her wet pussy and probed her slick fuck-hole. Her cute ass squirmed faster and faster on the leather pillow as his evil tongue drove her cunt crazy. Tears of shame and self-pity streamed from her eyes as the lewd guy had his way with her exposed, defenseless pussy.
His horny mouth groveled in her twitching crotch as his teeth nibbled and his tongue drilled. Withdrawing his tongue every once in a while, he found her quivering little clit with his teeth and gnawed at her until she whimpered helplessly.
Clutching her clit in his brutal teeth, he licked and lashed it to make her groan and moan with unwanted pleasure. And when he wanted a nice scream out of her, he clenched her clit between his teeth and chewed on it with little twists of his mouth.
When he tongue-fucked her cunt, he felt her wet flesh slip around his long, extended tongue as her fuck-channel opened and closed in hot little spasms. He shafted his tongue deeper and deeper into her squirmy cunt until her helpless grinding and humping made her pussy suck at his tongue.
He chewed at her hard, little clit and Tina cried through her gag. He slurped her pussyjuice and she moaned. He tongue-fucked her cunthole and she whimpered. He bit her clit and she cried.
Every muscle in her young body was now taut-and aching. With her back arched over the pillow as it was, it put a terrible strain on her whole body. Adding to her pain in this position was the movement of her hips created by Karl's licking, lashing tongue in her pussy. Her tits ached more than before.
Raw lust drove him to fuck his tongue violently into her weakened, twisting cunt. He panted hotly and his prick enlarged in his leather pants as he drove the poor girl to the heights of female orgasm. Her whole body jerked and shuddered and twisted wildly over the big pillow as his tongue defiled her.
He chewed on her stiff little clit and tongued her fuck-hole as she came wetly. Tina sobbed with shame, not only because her pussy was being eaten out by a complete stranger, but also because this animal of a man was destroying all her childhood illusions about love and caring and healthy sex.
It was only a few months ago that she had let a boyfriend lick her pussy for the first time. He loved her and wanted to give her pleasure. He had assured her that his tongue on her cunt would feel a hundred times better than his hand, and they had hugged and kissed, and she had believed him, and then she wanted something like that, too, and sure enough, he was right!
To young Tina that first time was lovely. How gentle he had been. How tenderly he had licked and kissed her pussy, as if it were the most precious pussy in the whole world, and she had loved him for it in those feverish moments.
But now those girlish dreams of tender oral sex were dashed, smashed and abolished as some growling, biting, violent beast of a guy was chewing and mauling and molesting her cunt. She was cumming, yes, but not like with her boyfriend. Karl was forcing cum out of her pussy, tongue-fucking her pussy-hole brutally and sucking viciously in her crotch. Even her orgasm was painful! And she hated it!
Karl loved it. Spearing all of his tongue into her pink, wet cunthole, he made her cum violently. Her eyes rolled in her head and her tits heaved with her labored breathing and her belly tightened up and her pussy twisted wildly. Right in the middle of her climax, he chomped his horny teeth down on her qui very little clit and she almost passed out from the searing, streaking pain that shot into her body.
It was a terrible moment of sexual truth for Tina as her pussy juiced and creamed for her captor. She had thought only love could produce such a reaction in her body. She wept and sobbed broken-heartedly as Karl sucked all her juice out and licked her pussy dry, leaving it fresh and pink for his voracious eyes.
By then, his cock was a raging bull between his legs, a pounding, pulsing hunk of raw meat in his tight leather pants. He knelt up between Tina's quivering legs and glared hotly at her arched young body. Her face was distorted. Her young tits were thrusting and plastered with cracking wax. And from her open young cunt a thin line of clear liquid trickled down to seep between her tight asscrack over her ass-hole. Karl licked his lips.
"Bet you've never had your ass-hole sucked," he said thickly.
Tina was disgusted by the mere words, much less the act. Her young mind whirled feverishly and her eyes bugged at the guy. Surely he didn't mean that! He was just trying to scare her again. Wasn't he? Why, that was filthy!
But his gaze at her pussy and ass alarmed her. There was fire in his eyes, like before he ate her cunt. My God, she thought wildly, is a girl's ass-hole pretty, too? It can't be!
To her complete disgrace, he attacked her ass-hole as he had attacked her pussy. He shafted his tongue into her moist pussy, got it wet with her cum, then drilled it into her ass-hole. If it weren't for her T-shirt stuffed into her mouth, she would have screeched like crazy as his enormous tongue invaded the privacy of her ass-hole.
Shame and mortification overwhelmed her as the grunting beast of a man groveled in her crotch again, this time to rape her ass-hole with his mouth. She shut her eyes against the forbidden surges of erotic feeling he produced in her ass and she was shocked that even her pussy tingled when his tongue started fucking in and out of her butt. "Just getting you ready," he chuckled lewdly.
CHAPTER FIVE
Tina barely heard his words through the ringing in her ears caused by the incredible rushes of emotion she was experiencing.
"Just getting you ready."
She forced her eyes open, tried to see him through tears and glazed vision. What did he mean? Getting her ready for what? What else could he possibly do to her?
Karl crept over to his vile treasure-chest and retrieved the horrid sex-toys he had used on
Cindy Adams and on three young victims before her, his spiked finger-sleeve and his spiked cock-sleeve.
Tina's eyes bulged in her pretty head when he turned back to her with those evil-looking implements in his hands. But worse was the lust in the man that powered them.
Chuckling lewdly, Karl feverishly assaulted her defenseless young crotch with the cruel instruments of torture. He snugged the finger-sleeve on his thick middle finger and applied the sharp needles to her pussy. Grinning, almost drooling over her pussy, he scraped the needles up and down her tender cunt lips.
Tina screamed into her gag as the needle points scratched over her pussylips. She gasped and choked as Karl tortured her clit into erection with the evil device. She sobbed pitifully when he mashed his sleeved finger into her clit and twisted it there. Sheer pain shot through her fuck-channel.
Her young belly reacted to the pain by churning, and Karl smiled crookedly at the way her pussy had to squirm for him. He attacked her clit again with the sharp points to make her groan and jerk her hips.
If Tina thought that was torture, it was nothing compared to the mind-bending moments when he inserted his big finger into her pussymouth. The entrance to her fuck-channel naturally clamped against the invasion, and her clenching cunt lips hurt themselves on the sharp needles. Karl laughed and gave his finger a sharp twist.
He skewered her cunt with his thick finger and the needle-points drilled up into her pussy. But for the T-shirt stuffed in her mouth, her screams would have been horrific. As it was, her head jerked back and forth, and tears flowed from her agonized eyes, and her throat constricted in her stifled scream.
Karl chuckled obscenely and worked all of his finger up into her pussy. The thick end of his finger, tipped with needles, tore into what was once the young girl's pussy. It aroused his lust for her even more to feel his finger go deeper into her belly than it had with the virgin Cindy.
Turned on by her tight-walled but deep pussy, he drilled his finger in and out of her pussy until Tina thought he was going to tear her pussy to bits. The pain became unbearable as the guy fucked his finger into her so relentlessly and brutally.
Driven by lust for her humping, churning cunt, he yanked his cruel finger out of her pussy and grabbed his cock-sleeve. His hands trembled with desire as he dragged the pointed weapon onto his raging cock. Tina cried bitterly when she saw what he was doing between her trembling legs.
Grinning lewdly, he knelt between her quivering young thighs and aimed his enormous hard-on, pointed on every side, at her crotch. The fire in his dark eyes frightened her even as the proximity of that weapon alarmed her. Fear and dread accompanied her tears and sobs.
Half-crazed with lust for cunt, Karl mounted her brutally. He stuck his thick cock between the sore lips of her tortured cunt and pushed with his hips. Tina gasped on her gag, then caught her breath as the guy forced inches of his spiked cotk into her frail pussy.
Horny out of his mind, Karl settled his broad, leathered chest on her wax-coated tits and crushed them beneath him as he urged more of his dangerous prick into her cunt.
Crushing her face and her tits under his weight, with no regard for her comfort or safety, he rammed more of his thick, pointed cock into her pussy. Gritting his teeth and digging his toes into the floor for leverage, he drove all of his cock up into her pussyslot.
Tina screamed into her gag and her young body went rigid with pain as Karl humped her. He pulled back and drilled forward and all of his cock speared into her quivering body. Sharp needle-points ripped into her clamping, clenching cunt walls. Pain streaked through her whole fuck-channel.
Gasping as he fucked, sweating as he pumped, he then did something he hadn't done to any of his other victims. Burning with lust, he thrust his hand down and got it under Tina's squirming, jerking ass. To her complete horror and subsequent pain, he diddled her ass-hole with his sleeved finger.
The lewd, obscene idea thrilled his feverish mind and in the next moment he cruelly and bestially drilled his thick finger into the poor girl's ass-hole even as he fucked all of his needled cock into her pussy.
Her ass gave way to the intrusive onslaught as she groaned with pain. Her sphincter muscle was torn away by needle-points and his whole finger dug into her defenseless ass-hole. Tina cried and sobbed and was wracked with tears as both her fuck-holes were raped and ravaged by the monster on her body.
Karl chuckled gutturally and fucked all of his cock into her pussy as he fucked all of his finger into her tight little ass-hole. Tina knew nothing but incredible pain and agony as her private parts felt like they were being torn to shreds.
The tenderest parts of her pussy and ass-hole were assaulted brutally by her attacker. There was now searing pain where there had never been pain before, deep in her cunt and deep in her ass.
Karl grunted animalistically on her as he fucked her so cruelly. He chuckled against her ear as he discovered that he could make his finger and his cock beat together deep in her belly. Needle-points stickled the thin wall that separated her pussy and ass. She screamed into her gag as it felt like he was ripping out her bowels as well as her womb.
Karl's nuts soon filled with hot cum for her. His lust was at an all-time high. So he fucked her faster and harder with both cock and finger. Her pussywalls and asswalls collapsed under the intense pressure and she wept bitterly as both fuck-holes were ravaged cruelly.
Karl pumped her pussy harder as his balls tightened up for the kill. He grit his teeth and Tina heard him grunt like an animal, then she felt his whole cock explode deep in her aching belly. She felt his whole huge body quake and jerk on hers and she knew even in her dazed condition that he was pumping his jism into that terrible thing on his prick.
His cumming only made him fuck faster and Tina knew pain that drove her senseless. In the tightness of her pussy she felt his cock enlarge and then jerk wildly. And the way he drilled his cock and drove it so powerfully she knew he was cumming like an animal.
Sharp needles stung and struck and scraped her insides as Karl finished his sadistic rape of her young body. He laughed homily to himself as he got his rocks off and he didn't stop fucking her until he was satisfied that he had pumped every drop of jism up out of his hot nuts.
Then he collapsed on her weakened, trembling body and let the needles of his finger and cock torment her as he got his breath. Her pussy-hole and ass-hole spasmed painfully on what felt like a thousand needles. Her screams turned into terrible sobs and then weak whimpers as Karl slowly and torturously inched his finger and prick out of her bruised, spasming fuck-holes.
He removed the wicked devices and set them aside. His eyes darted to the cocksleeve. A grin crossed his face. He picked it up and looked at it.
"Seems a shame to waste all this good jism," he said evilly.
Tina's eyes widened in horror. She bit into the gag in her mouth and shook her head violently from side to side. Her eyes pleaded with him as her mind imagined what was in his perverted brain.
Grinning lewdly, he suddenly reached over and yanked the gag out of her mouth. Tina tried to hold onto it with her teeth, not wanting her mouth free now, and Karl almost pulled her teeth out.
"No!" she screamed the minute the T-shirt was away from her mouth. "My God! No!"
Karl chuckled and slipped his left arm under her head. He raised her face several inches and brought the cum-filled cocksleeve to her mouth.
"Drink my cum!" he commanded.
Tina tried to tear her face away from the vile-smelling object in his hand. "No ... nooo ... noooo," she whimpered helplessly.
"You must be thirsty after all that fucking," he laughed lewdly. "Drink this!"
He crushed her head in his powerful arm and mashed the needle-pointed dildo to her lips. He forced her mouth open and poured his jism down her throat. Tina gagged and choked and sputtered cum as the slimy goo slid into her mouth.
She wept bitterly as the perverted guy forced her to swallow his jizz. He laughed and stuck the sleeve into her mouth. The sharp needles stuck and hurt her tender lips and she had to gulp down the mess in self-defense, to keep from choking to death.
Karl laughed all the while, enjoying himself thoroughly. Squeezing her head in his arm, he kept her mouth open and fucked it with the dildo as all his jism seeped into her mouth and down her throat. He made her drink it all.
At the last she spit savagely at him and got cum on his leather vest. Karl got angry. Very angry.
"You cunt!" he growled. "Don't like my cum, huh? We'll see about that!"
To Tina's total horror, he knelt up next to her and forced her to blow him. She struggled against the vile act at first, but Karl had ways of making bitches submissive. He reached into the rack on the side of the van and brought out his tit-pinching pliers.
He applied the serrated jaws of the tool to one of Tina's jutting nipples and crunched it until she screamed with pain. He clamped the tender flesh tightly and twisted until her mouth opened in another scream, then he shoved his growing cock into her mouth.
"Suck, cunt!" he ordered.
He twisted her nipple until Tina wept loudly and sucked on his prick. He made her suck and lick it until it was as large and stiff as it could be, a monstrous cock that would frighten any young girl.
To complete his revenge, he pulled his wet cock out of her sucking young mouth and sheathed it with his deadly cock-sleeve. She had disobeyed him. She had spit cum at him. She had to be shown a lesson.
With that evil thought in mind, still enraged by her disobedience, he pushed his needle-pointed cock into her mouth and made her suck him off. The prickly needles scraped her throat and tongue, the top of her mouth and her sensitive lips. Karl fucked her mouth brutally. Her lips began to bleed, but he went right on fucking his cock into her pretty head to get what he wanted.
What he wanted was a nut-sac full of jism, and though it caused the girl incredible pain, he fucked her until he achieved that.
Tina cried like a baby as the big, prickly cock screwed in and out of her wet mouth. Try as she might, she couldn't keep her cheeks away from the enlarged cock and the needles cut into the sides of her mouth, too. Blood mixed with saliva as she sucked him off.
Karl made her blow him until he felt his hot nuts readying to disgorge his jism. Then, to make her finish what she had started earlier, he pulled his cock out and pulled the sleeve off of it.
"Now eat my cum, bitch!" he snarled.
He rammed his big prick into her mouth and choked her with it as he fucked brutally. He grabbed the sides of her face and drilled his powerful cock into her mouth and throat.
His nuts tightened up. He grunted like an animal. His cock exploded between her tight lips and cheeks. And now there was no escaping. Tina had to swallow all his jism.
He laughed lewdly at her as he pumped all of his cum into her sucking, gasping mouth. He threw his head back and roared like a lion as her blood-and-saliva-soaked mouth got him off good. His cock spit and spurt and gushed violently as he fucked her mouth savagely. Tina cried and gulped and swallowed all his cum.
Sheer horror was her only companion as her rapist settled back on his haunches and ogled her beaten, weakening young body.
"Y-you hurt me," Tina whimpered tearfully, eyeing him with mounting fear. "I'm bleeding-all over-inside-my lips-Ohhhh, I hurt so much..."
"Quit your fucking whining!" Karl growled. "I'm just teaching you to obey. When a guy tells you to eat his cum, eat it! When he tells you to hump your pussy, hump it! When he tells you to fuck, fuck! Understand?"
Tina shivered and trembled, but whimpered, "Y-yes ... yes..."
"That's better!" Karl snarled. "You little cock-teasers piss me off! Always parading your cute tits and wiggling your cute ass! Cock-teasers! Just like my sister! You piss me off! Then when a guy wants to fuck you, you act like Goddam virgins!"
With his nuts emptied but his mind still filled with burning lust, he whirled around on his knees and dug into his treasure-chest. He pulled out what might have been a small string of Christmas lights except that there were no bulbs.
Tina stared wide-eyed and horrified with fearful curiosity as the weird guy held the apparatus aloft for her to see. As far as she could make out it was a string of short wires. At the end of three were clamps with teeth. At the end of the fourth was a three-inch prong.
"Wh-what is that?" Tina rasped.
"You could call it my Teacher," Karl laughed. "You pretty chicks know how to wiggle around the house and at school, but when it comes to moving in bed, you act like zombies. Then you grow up to be women who don't know how to fuck. You make the guys do all the work. You have to learn how a man-likes your body to move."
Tina frowned and fear gripped her young heart because she couldn't understand what he was talking about. As far as she was concerned, he was out of his mind, talking gibberish.
"When I get finished with you, you'll know how to fuck!" he said thickly.
"What are you going to do to me?" Tina cried.
"I told you! I'm gonna teach you how to move it for a guy."
"Please," Tina whined. "Don't hurt me!" Karl just laughed at her and went about his perverted business. He clamped one of her pink nipples with a metal clamp and her nipple bulged and erected.
"Owwww!" Tina cried out.
She peered down and saw the teeth of the clamp clutch at her tender nipple tightly. And it hurt.
Karl laughed and clamped her other nipple, and Tina screeched. The pain was even sharper on that tit for some reason.
"Owww, owwww," she cried. "Please ... take them off! Ewww, it hurts!"
Karl chuckled lewdly and attacked her pussy with one big hand. He finger-fucked her cunthole for a few moments, then massaged her little clit until it stood up against her will. She wriggled slightly when erotic sensations passed through her aching belly.
Karl attached a clamp on her erect clit and Tina screamed as the teeth cut into her. Any pleasure she might have gained was ripped right out of her body when the teeth of the clamp clenched her tender spot.
Still chuckling with lust, Karl inserted the probe into her wiggly ass-hole. Tina tried to twist her butt away from the humiliating device but she couldn't. Karl thrust the probe into her rectum and imbedded it there.
He turned slightly and removed a cover from the floor of the van. He uncovered a twelve-volt battery. Tina twisted her head to see what in the world he was doing.
At his end of the wires were two more. These he attached to the positive and negative poles of the battery. Then he sat back with a control box in his hand. Tina saw that all the wires entered that box.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" she worried.
The clamps and the probe all hurt her body. What was the battery for? What was that black box in his hand? Why was he grinning?
"Now let's see how you move," Karl snickered, his eyes flaring hotly on her young body.
His finger moved on the box. A bolt of electricity jolted Tina's left tit. Her scream hit the ceiling.
"Guess you're gonna need this again," Karl said.
He stuffed her T-shirt in her mouth again. He wadded a bunch of it up and filled her bleeding young mouth with it. He gave it a push with his fingers and it gagged the back of her throat.
Her eyes registered her screams as Karl played with his sex-toy to his heart's delight. He pressed the switch on the control box and a streak of lightning shot through her right tit. He laughed to see her chest jump.
"Not bad," he said with an evil grin on his face. "But you have to do better than that if you're gonna be a good fuck when you grow up."
Talking to himself, murmuring obscenities from time to time, he applied electric shocks to Tina's tits until she was screaming bloody murder into her gag, her young eyes bugging out of her pretty head.
Karl laughed excitedly and sent electricity into both tits at once. Tina's small chest jerked in the air. Her tits thrust upward and shuddered each time he flipped the switch. Electric currents coursed through her tender tits and tears poured from her wide eyes.
"Let's get that pussy moving, too," he laughed.
He pressed another switch and a current of electricity shot into her clamped clit. The bolt reached into her cunt to her belly and her lower body jerked wildly. Karl laughed and gave her clit another quick jolt.
"Now your cute little ass," he chuckled.
He hit another switch and the electric shock passed through the probe in her ass and stung her bowels. Tina's screams ran together then as Karl electrocuted her nipples, then her clit, then her ass.
Shock after shock coursed through her young body, making her whip and jerk and writhe in agony.
"That's it," he panted hotly. "Fuck ... fuck ... move that ass ... get that cunt twisting ... that's it ... that's how a chick should move for a guy..."
He was out of his mind with lust by then. He grew hornier by the minute, just watching such a young body move erotically for him.
Turned on something fierce, he suddenly switched on all four electrodes at the same time. Jolts of electricity shot through Tina's tits and clit and ass-hole, again and again and again.
Karl settled back and stared hotly at her. Her pretty head rolled from side to side helplessly. Her shoulders jerked and twisted. Her tits rose up and writhed in mid-air. Her belly heaved and churned. Her pussy jerked and humped. Her cute little ass jumped up and down and that made her cunt heave and toss violently.
Karl got so hot watching all the body action that he knelt up and whacked his cock in front of her tearful, weeping eyes. He grit his teeth and jacked his dick wildly as Tina's helpless young body rocked and twisted and writhed and jerked in agony as electric shocks ripped through her.
His big fist pumped vigorously on his enlarged cock. He panted and groaned as his nuts got real hot again, and he jerked his prick faster and harder as he watched the girl writhe in exquisite agony.
His prick bulged, then jolted as if it had been shocked by electricity. His piss-hole distended and great wads of jism came gushing out. Karl leaned forward, laughing lewdly, and shot his cum into Tina's face, on her tits and belly and cunt. He laughed and laughed as he came all over her jerking, jolting young body.
When his cock stopped spitting savagely, he rested back and watched the havoc the four electrodes wrought on the fainting girl's body. Her body jerked several more times, then he saw her eyes roll up in her head, and the jerking stopped.
He switched off the current and watched Tina's whole body go lax and lifeless. She looked like she had just been fucked by fifty guys. Karl grinned and undamped her body. Tina was unconscious.
He unshackled her wrists and ankles and rolled her beaten, bruised body to the end of the van. He pushed the doors open and then, with his heavy leather boots, he kicked her out onto the ground. He pulled the doors shut and crawled to the driver's seat. He drove off humming a happy tune.
When Tina's body was found, Detective Sergeant Greg Anderson took one look at her bloodied mouth and rasped, "What the hell did he do to her mouth?"
"If she ever comes to," his partner said, "she'll tell us everything."
"Yeah," Detective Anderson said through his teeth. "And I want to know everything. We need more clues if we're going to catch this son-of-a-bitch!"
Karl let himself into his house as quietly as he could. It was just his lousy luck that his sister had been to the bathroom. She saw him sneaking into his bedroom.
"Karl! Are you just coming in?"
"Mind your own business!" he snarled.
But Sandra went to the door of his room and peered at his quizzically. "Where have you been? Dad would kill you if he knew you-"
"Will you shut up before you wake him up? Just go to bed and mind your own business."
"You look terrible," Sandra said snidely. "What have you been up to? Are you a peeping Tom or something?"
Karl just glared at her and wished he had the guts to kick her in the cunt or bash her head in. Sandra made a face and walked away.
"You're really weird, Karl," she said.
CHAPTER SIX
Linda Stevens pushed her boyfriend's eager hand away from her hot crotch for the tenth time and tried to draw a cool breath.
"Johnny, now stop, please," she panted.
"Ah, come on, Linda," he said, reaching for her cute cunt again. "I'm so horny for you."
"I know, Johnny," she whispered, giving his erect prick another affectionate squeeze, "but I don't go all the way. Now stop."
"But you let me play with it," he complained.
"Because that's all I do," Linda sighed. "And you promised if I let you play with it you wouldn't try to go any further. You promised."
"But I'm so hot!"
"I'll fix that," Linda said, and started whacking his stiff young cock.
"Damn, Linda! You drive a guy crazy! I don't want you to do it that way all the time. I want to put it in you! Come on, Linda."
"No, I said. I don't want sex yet."
"But we've been necking for months now!"
"No, I said. Now just sit back and let me do this for you."
They were parked in Lover's Lane in the pitch dark and Johnny wanted to fuck her so bad he could taste it. He got his hand between her hot thighs and managed to get his middle finger into the crotch of her panties into her wet little fuck-hole. He always hoped that he could get her hot enough to fuck.
"Stop, I said," she panted, and pushed his hand away from her vulnerable pussy.
Johnny got angry. "Who you trying to kid, Linda?" he snapped at her. "Buck Jamison says he fucked you! And didn't you invite Ralph Carter over one night when you were babysitting? Didn't he fuck you on the sofa?"
"Johnny!" Linda gasped. "You shouldn't listen to anything those dirty guys say! And how dare you talk about me with boys like that?"
Johnny panicked. "I don't talk about you. Honest. They were just saying..."
"I don't care what they say! And you can just take me home, Johnny Warner!"
She shoved his hand away from her legs and pushed her skirt into place. She released his throbbing hard-on and slid away from him on the seat.
He was about to plead with her and even settle for another hand-job, but at that moment the car door was pulled open and the dome light went on. When Johnny first saw the leathered figure, he thought it was a policeman.
Karl Dunne's doubled fist flew past Linda's face and bashed brutally into the mouth of Johnny. The poor kid didn't know what hit him. He fell back against the door on his side of the car and collapsed there. Linda screamed.
Karl grabbed her slim wrist and yanked her out of the car. He pulled her, screaming, across the dark ground to a van she couldn't even see. Black against black, it was invisible.
Karl pulled a rear door open and then the frightened girl saw the interior of the van. Even as her captor forced her into it she saw it looked like a room in a dungeon. She screamed again as the guy got into the van with her.
He shut the door and attacked Linda to truss her up quickly. She whirled to fight back and he slapped her across the face. Then he grabbed her arms and lifted them. He shackled her wrists to two clamps on the roof of the van, one to each side of the small light.
She was on her knees then and Karl crawled around her hip and shackled her ankles, far apart, to clamps in the floor. Now her pretty knees were spread apart and her curvy young thighs made an upside-down V in her short skirt.
He crawled around in front of her to have a look at the fish he'd caught. Linda's moist eyes ran over his leather outfit, his hairy chest, his leering eyes, and the instruments on the walls of his van.
"Please," she whimpered, scared out of her wits, "Let me go. Who are you? What do you want? Please, please, let me out of here!"
"You cock-teasing little bitch," he sneered at her. "I heard every thing you said to that guy. What a lying fucker you are. But you won't con me with any of your bullshit!"
He chuckled and made his way to the driver's seat. He started the engine purring, then slowly made his way in the dark without headlights. He knew Lover's Lane well. Linda sobbed and wept as she felt herself being transported away from her boyfriend to she knew not where.
Her heart was pounding fiercely behind her taut tits when Karl parked the van in pitch darkness. He switched on the small overhead light and came back to her. He sat with his back to the rear doors and ogled her curvy young body from head to knees. The fire in his eyes scared Linda.
"Please," she said weakly, afraid to look him straight in the eyes, "please take me back to my boyfriend."
"What for?" Karl laughed. "So you can jerk him off again and make him cum so he can't fuck you? I know your type. Just like my fucking sister!"
He knelt up in front of her then and she caught her breath. He was bigger than she thought, and older. In that moment she knew this was no Johnny Warner. Her tits and pussy were in real danger!
"What are you going to do to me?" she cried, new tears forming in her bright blue eyes.
"Teach you a lesson," Karl said with an evil grin on his face.
"Wh-what do you mean?" she sniffled.
"You're gonna fuck for me, baby," he said thickly. "Man are you gonna fuck!"
"No, noooo!" she wept as Karl's big hands moved on her.
He removed the narrow patent leather belt from her slim waist and tossed it aside. Then he unbuttoned her shirt down to her waist and exposed her bra-a see-through baby pink bra. His hot eyes roamed from tit to tit.
"Please ... don't..." Linda whimpered.
Karl reached over and got his big shears. Linda's eyes went wide and she gasped out loud to see them. Karl grinned at her and used the point of the scissors to tease her visible nipples into erection. Linda sobbed with shame as her nipples got hard for him, tickled by the stroking point of the shears.
He circled each nipple slowly, tantalizingly, until they made their own little bumps in the thin material of her bra. Then he tormented the bumps with the scissor point and Linda wriggled against the feelings.
Grinning lewdly at her, he opened the shears and with one quick snip, cut her little bra in half. It separated in the center under the pressure of her thrusting tits and the cups flew apart to bare her ripe young tits.
Karl's eyes burned into them, so full and round. "You're built like my sister," he murmured hotly. "About her age, too, I think."
A new fear ripped into Linda's whirling mind. This was the second time he referred to his sister. What was with him, anyway? Was he in love with his sister? Did this pervert want to fuck his own sister?
"No wonder your boyfriend wanted to get into you. Nice tits. Beautiful. Too bad you're such a bitch. like my sister."
"Please," Linda begged, "don't hurt me."
Fire flared in Karl's dark eyes. "What's the matter? You don't like pain? What about the pain you cause that boyfriend of yours? Huh? What about that? You fucking bitches are all alike! Man, you don't know what pain is! You wanna see pain? This is pain!"
He spread his knees and reached into the crotch of his leather pants and produced his big, thick cock, wet and pulsing.
"This is pain, you bitch!" he roared angrily.
"But ... but ... I didn't do that to you!"
"Yes, you did! You all do! My sister does! Waltzing around half-naked! Cock-teasing!
Looking pretty and sexy and acting like fucking saints! You bitches! Look at this cock! You want to jerk this one off? Sure you do! So I won't fuck you! Right? But I'm gonna fuck your Goddamn brains out! When I'm ready! First I'm gonna teach you a fucking lesson!"
Linda couldn't understand his violent anger all of a sudden. She could only cry and shed tears of helplessness and fear. She was obviously in the grips of a raving maniac. A sex maniac! She was sure of it now.
Karl took the shears and applied them to the hem of her short skirt. Linda cried as she watched the blades of the weapon cut into the fabric. Karl cut her skirt right up the middle to her waist. It fell away easily and he ogled her cute pink matching panties. In only those, Linda already felt totally nude because she knew just how see-through they were. Her bedroom mirror told he that they didn't hide a thing!
Karl chuckled lewdly, mesmerized by her cute pussy. He closed the blades of the scissors and used the tormenting point on her pussy as he had on her tits. Linda sobbed as the metal stroked up and down her cuntcrack and aroused her defenseless clit.
The little bump her clit made in the sheer material of her panties excited Karl. He touched it with the point of the shears. Linda jumped and gasped at the touch. Her clit was very sensitive from all the toying Johnny had done to it.
"Please ... don't do that..." she sniffled.
Karl laughed and rubbed the blades of the shears all over her crotch. Pressing harder, he gave her pussy a rub job that, against her will, made her panties wet. Karl pressed the point of the scissors into the wet spot. Linda cried out when the sharp metal poked right through the light material. The blades penetrated her moist cunt.
"Oh, noooo!" she wailed.
Karl used the small hole in her panties as a starting point. He cut to the left and her panties gave way. Then he cut to the right. Then right up to her quivering waist. He cut and cut until her panties were a pile of pink shreds on the floor below her naked ass. Linda wept bitterly with fear and mounting dread.
"Yeah," Karl rasped, breathing hard now. "You're built just like my sister. Same figure. Same color pussy-hair, too."
Linda shuddered to think of this leering, drooling pervert peeking in at his own sister.
What a creep! A disgusting, leering creep! She trembled all over as he looked her up and down.
"Cock-teasing bitch!" Karl spit suddenly. It alarmed Linda. He was so angry at something.
To her horror, Karl knelt up and unbuckled the thick belt from around his waist. She stared in terror at the studded thing, more a weapon than an article of clothing. It was a weapon, as she soon found out.
"I'll teach you to cock-tease!" Karl snarled.
The big, black strap hit the ceiling and snapped down onto Linda's defenseless tits. She screamed as sharp pain shot through her fragile chest. Tears blurred her vision as the belt whistled again and smashed into her tits.
The soft flesh of her tits bounced and jounced each time Karl bit into them with his belt. Metal studs whacked them and left brutal marks. Pain filled her globes. And she wept bitterly as he whipped her pretty tits into red and raw globes of meat.
"Owwwww!" she wailed. "Please! Stop! Ohhhh, don't hurt them! Why are you doing this?"
"Because you're a fucking bitch!" he snarled. He smashed a tit with leather and growled, "That's for Johnny!" He hit her tits again.
"And that's for any other guys you cock-tease!" He lashed her tits back and forth. "And that's for me!"
He turned on his knees and took a firmer grip on his belt. He swung it upward this time and caught her right between her spread thighs. Metal studs smashed into her exposed pussy. Linda let out a sharp scream as pain coursed through her belly.
He whipped her tits and belly and thighs and cunt, one after the other, again and again. The leather belt stung her mercilessly. Karl knew what he was doing and not a crack missed its mark. Linda wailed and wept as she felt the blistering heat of the thick strap slice into her naked flesh. Constant pain coursed through her jerking, jolting young body until she thought she would die.
But the worst was yet to come. Karl was just getting warmed up. He let the belt drop to the floor, still in his powerful grip, like a big, black snake. Then, with all his might, he brought it up between Linda's quivering thighs. The studded end of it reached under her aching crotch and lashed into her ass-hole, right where he wanted it. Linda screamed and her whole body jerked.
He chuckled with perverted glee and lashed her cunt, crotch and ass for a long time. The belting grew savage as he used all the power in his bulging right arm and shoulder. The thick, black strap cut into her tenderest flesh again and again.
Linda screamed and shrieked with pain. She cried out several times and pleaded with him to spare her the agony. She cried for mercy and got more belt. She begged him to stop before he tore her to shreds like her panties.
But Karl didn't stop until her lovely young body was covered with livid red welts, until her sore tits were beaten, until her cunt and ass were burning with pain. Even then he wanted to do a better job on her cute little ass.
To Linda's complete horror, he crawled around behind her. Unable to see him, her fear mounted. Then her pain reached an all-time high as the pervert whipped and lashed her exposed ass.
He gripped the belt tightly in his big fist and sent it cutting into her ass-flesh. Her ass-cheeks swelled as she screamed for mercy, but he whipped her more and more. Then, as he had done in front of her, he got the studded end of the belt to reach under her crotch and smack brutally into her pussy and clit.
Linda went weak with pain and her body sagged as she shivered and shook all over. She sobbed pitifully as strange erotic sensations got all mixed up with her pain. The belt stung her clit, yet it tingled somehow. She shuddered when she felt her pussy creaming and she cried with shame and humiliation.
When Karl stopped whipping her, she hung there quivering all over, as if she were cumming vibrantly. That was the most shameful part for the young girl.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Fun-time for Karl was molesting his victim's gorgeous tits. He grabbed a length of white nylon cord and looped one end of it around Linda's left tit. He slowly pulled it tight and watched the way her tit poked at him.
The cord cut into her soft flesh and Linda cried. Karl chuckled and tightened his grip. The cord strangled her tit until her cute pink nipple protruded grotesquely before his avid eyes.
When he had her tit bulging at him, he extended his thick tongue and licked it all over her tit. Linda whimpered through her pain as the scrapy tongue laved and licked wetly over her jutting tit. He groveled at her tit, licked her nipple until it was erect, then sucked on it so hard that Linda wailed.
Groaning with lust, he clamped her sore nipple between his teeth and gave it a bite. Linda gasped. Karl bit into her tender flesh and chewed on her nipple. She cried out as his tongue, teeth and mouth assaulted her defenseless young tit.
Sucking wetly and savagely, Karl tied the cord below her aching tit to keep it misshapen. It excited him to distort and mangle her globe. The tightness of the cruel cord made her nipple swell up painfully and Karl chewed it and nibbled it and bit it.
He used the remainder of the cord to truss up her other tit. He looped it and tightened it up and disfigured her tit like the other one. He tied it tightly until the cord was a painful horizontal figure-eight around both her aching tits. Her young nipples protruded unnaturally.
Karl's fiery eyes devoured her spiking nipples for hot moments, then he attacked them with his feverish mouth, first one, then the other, until Linda groaned and wept with pain. He loved it.
When he had her nipples erect and sore and wet, he settled back and admired his handiwork. He had sucked them so hard that they were now like little tits on her tits.
Chuckling obscenely, he went to his treasure-chest and came back with two oversized metal clamps in his hands.
"Oh, my God! Don't!" Linda screamed.
Karl laughed and forced the metal teeth of one menacing clamp apart. When it approached her naked tit, Linda screamed again. But that scream was nothing like the one that was torn from her throat when Karl attached the clamp to her swollen nipple and released his grip on it. The big, sharp teeth closed on her nipple and clenched it with such power that she almost passed out.
A searing shaft of pain shot through her tit as the wicked weapon distorted her tit. Her nipple protruded painfully between the metal teeth, a feast for Karl's hot eyes. Chuckling to himself, he squeezed the ends of the other clamp and the big teeth opened like jaws of a shark. Linda shrieked as he laughed and attached it to her other tit.
"They're going to burst!" Linda cried out in pain and horror.
She meant her nipples. Already they were sucked into a swollen condition by Karl and now he cruelly clenched them in those sharp metal teeth. The clamps were so powerful and shut like shark's jaws that her nipples filled with blood. That's why she thought they would burst.
Karl chuckled lewdly as he sat back on his haunches and ogled her tortured tits. He grinned as Linda's pretty face screwed up in pain and her whole body writhed in agony. It was fun to watch her wiggle and twist and churn as if to escape the pain.
Linda wept bitterly and pulled at her bonds. But she only hurt her wrists that way. And her knees ached something fierce against the hardness of the floor. Her ankle shackles cut into her flesh if she moved too much.
Through tears and pain, Linda watched her tormentor return to that horrible chest to extract something from it. He turned around and faced her with a strange-looking device shaped like a long rubber penis, except that it had odd angles and strange protuberances on it.
Wielding the scary thing deftly, Karl chuckled lewdly and approached Linda's defenseless, open cunt. She cried out and screamed to know what he was up to. He just laughed and went about his business.
What he had in his hot hands was a mechanized dildo, expressly designed to drive a woman crazy with cummy pleasure. Linda was humiliated enough when he stuck the vile thing up into her pussy. She didn't know there was more to it than that.
At first she thought he was simply going to demoralize her and shame her by screwing her pussy with the thing. She sobbed as he fucked it in and out of her cunthole. Little did she know that Karl was simply getting her cunt wet and inserting all of the dildo into her pussy.
When the head of it nudged deep in her belly, Linda gasped at the touch. Karl grinned and gave it one last push, to imbed it deeper. This final shove brought a small knob in contact with her clit. Linda jerked slightly when it hit her.
"You ready for a good cum?" Karl laughed.
"Wh-what do you mean? What's going to happen to me? What are you doing? Please ... what are you doing?"
Karl grinned lewdly at her and switched the device on. A motor purred, then whirred. To Linda's horror the very end of the device, a rather knobby cockhead, started twirling in the pit of her stomach. It made small but rapid circles deep in her belly that instantly tickled her private and secret fuck-center.
"Oh, my God!" she wailed when she felt that rubber knob message and molest the deepest section of her pussy.
Karl watched her reaction for a while, then reached over and did something to the switches on it. Linda gasped when the enormous rubber cockhead not only twirled around but suddenly and violently started jabbing motions. It was like a small fist punching into her hot guts.
As if that weren't scandalous enough to shame any girl who didn't want to cum, Karl hit another switch on the device and the small knob at this end of it started mashing, grinding, mauling and vibrating against her clit.
The huge cock-head rammed into her belly, the clit-clawer twisted and turned, and Linda found her body beginning to respond erotically.
"No, nooo," she cried, both ashamed and reluctant.
But the pounding cockhead and the rampant clit-clutcher drove her out of her mind. Karl chuckled and flipped yet another switch on the base of the wicked device. All of a sudden, the no I dildo thickened by itself, thickened and started fucking in quick thrusting motions.
"Oh, my God!" Linda shrieked as the mechanical sex-toy forced her body to respond, forced her ass to writhe, forced her pussy to fuck on the demoralizing device.
"Stop! Ohhhhh, stop!" she wailed as the fuck-machine turned her pussy on against her will.
She threw her pretty head back and shut her eyes against the feelings roaring through her cunt. The motion of her agonized body made the tit-clamps clutch her swollen nipples while the fucking dildo ravished her pussy. Karl didn't even have to hold it in her by then. The tightness of her young pussy held it fast as it screwed and fucked and banged her cunt.
"No, nooo, noooo!" Linda screamed when she came the first time.
Karl chuckled with glee as he watched her cute ass wiggle and her pussy churn on the device as she came wetly all over it.
Linda couldn't believe what was happening to her, what the device was doing to her pussy. It was like being fucked by a giant! Or a stud horse! The mere savagery of the fucking made her cum again and again until she started losing her breath and her eyes started rolling in her head.
"Stop it ... stop it..." she whimpered, cumming beautifully for Karl's pleasure. "Ohhhhh, pleassssse! Nooo mooorrrre! Oh, my God, I'm cumming againnnn!"
Her lovely cunt churned wildly as the clit-clawer drove her crazy. Never in her life had she had so much erotic pressure on her little clitor for so long! The fucking machine was relentless! That's what made it so devastating. It pounded and fucked and twisted and mashed her clit until Linda thought she'd die from cumming so many times.
"Ohhhh, I'm cumming again!" she squealed. "Please stop it! I don't wanna cum any more! Stop it, stop it!"
Karl chuckled obscenely and enjoyed her humping, screwing, fucking little pussy. She couldn't help herself now. Cumming so wetly and so violently, she had to fuck on the dildo, had to meet its mechanized fuck-thrusts and punches and turnings on her sex-aching clit.
The tormenting fuck-machine produced sensations and vaginal stimulations never before experienced by Linda. It forced excruciating orgasmic response from the unwilling girl. The rare combination of dildo, vibrator and clit stimulator made the device an actual cunt-raper.
The deep inner walls of Linda's pussy were stretched and probed to exhausting excess while her cunt lips and cuntmouth were spread wide and viciously massaged as her clit was virtually tormented. The result was orgasms so intense and frequent that Linda all but passed out.
"Ohhhh, noooo," she breathed hotly and weakly. "Nooo mooorrre ... I don't wanna cummmmm..."
She choked for breath and it made her tits heave and the heaving of her chest made the tit-clamps wrench at her pained nipples. She sobbed and whimpered as her pretty head lolled from side to side weakly. Her continuous orgasms were sapping her of all energy.
When she was a whimpering, writhing mass of female flesh, Karl turned off the fuck-machine and watched how she twisted her pussy on it. Still quivering with the final throes of her fiftieth orgasm, her lovely young cunt strangled the device and churned on it.
Karl's cock was immense by that time. The free sex show turned him on something wild. He yanked the fuck-machine out of Linda's swollen pussy and she groaned with agony.
Through sex-glazed eyes, she saw her tormentor come at her. Suddenly he was only inches away, leering into her face, kneeling right in front of her. To her horror she felt his swollen cock, all wet and slimy, pulsing against her crotch.
"No ... please..." she whimpered.
Karl chuckled lewdly and gripped his immense cock in a fist and guided it to her open and quivering young cunt. Lowering his ass slightly, he planted the head of his prick between Linda's wet pussylips. It wedged into her cunt-mouth, then lodged there for a hot moment, long enough to make Linda feel it there and gasp at its size.
"If you think that machine fucked you," he said through gritted teeth, "wait'll you feel this!"
With that, he lunged upward, using all the power in his thick, muscular thighs. The force of the mighty lunge sent all of his thick cock spearing up into her defenseless pussy.
"Aaaaggghhhh!" Linda screeched as every solid inch of his massive prick ripped into her body.
Karl plastered his mouth on hers and forced his thick tongue into her mouth. Linda gasped and choked on it as he fucked her mouth with it even as he fucked her pussy with his stiff, thick prick.
His hairy chest mashed against hers and the tit-clamps mauled her nipples with his every movement. He laughed and fucked the hell out of her. He lunged and thrust and drilled and hammered into her cunt until Linda came hopelessly and completely.
She cried through his horny kiss and her whole body jerked and writhed as she came once again, this time on his rampaging cock.
"Mmmmmph! Mmmmmphhh!" she gasped on his big tongue, and she came wetly and violently.
Karl shafted his tongue down her throat and speared his cock up into her cunt. He fucked deep and his balls burst and great wads of thick jism gushed into her demolished cunt.
He rammed harder with his pounding, spitting cock to get all his cum into her. With one last, powerful thrust, he delivered the death-stroke and pumped the rest of his jism into her writhing young pussy.
When he was finished with her, he pulled his soaked cock out of her trembling body and freed her wrists and ankles. Linda collapsed, half-conscious and groaning with pain and over-cumming. Karl kicked her out the back door.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sandra Dunne was appalled by the news in the paper. She was sitting on the sofa with her pretty legs drawn under her. She looked cute in a soft blue sweater and a miniskirt. Karl stole glances at her from his father's recliner.
"What's this world coming to!" Sandra exclaimed.
"What now?" Karl said.
"Another rape!" Sandra said. "And not far from here either!"
"No kidding?" Karl said. "Let me see."
He moved to the sofa and sat next to his pretty sister, just to be near her lithe young body. He touched shoulders with her and peered at the newspaper. His eyes scanned the article Sandra pointed to:
A teen-age couple necking in a car parked in the Lovers Lane area were approached last night by a man who kidnapped and raped the girl, a schoolgirl from this city.
The boy, also of this city, told deputies he was parked in Lovers Lane when someone bashed him in the face and knocked him out.
The man the drove away in a black van with the girl inside. She later told police she was driven away from Lovers Lane to a deserted area and raped all night.
Detective Sergeant Greg Andersen reports that the girl was able to help him immensely by describing her assailant and his vehicle in great detail. The girl's report matches former descriptions and Andersen says an arrest will be made soon.
"That's terrible!" Sandra said, shaking her head.
"Is sure is," Karl said. "It means it's time for me to move on."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just talking to myself."
Karl got up and paced the floor thoughtfully. That detective really was getting close. He was putting the pieces together. Karl could sense it in his bones. It was definitely time to give up his father's financial support and get the hell out of town-and the state!
He glanced at his sexy sister and watched her fold the newspaper and set it on the table in front of her. When she leaned forward, her ripe young tits strained in her tight sweater. Her short miniskirt hiked up on her curvy thighs. Karl licked his lips.
"Well, I have to get to the library," Sandra said.
Karl's blood rushed through his veins. "Wait," he said. "I'll drive you."
"What in the heck are you talking about?" Sandra scowled, walking out of the house with him. "You want to ride me on your bike? You must think I'm crazy. Why don't you grow up and get a job and buy a car like other guys."
"Not my bike," Karl said, taking her arm and walking with her. "I've got wheels."
"Sure you do," Sandra scoffed.
"Walk with me," Karl said. "Just a few blocks. I'll show you."
With each step they took, Karl's heart pounded harder in his chest with mounting excitement. This was his sister! Sandra! The mere thought of what he was about to do was enough to make his head swim.
"Karl! You're hurting my arm!" Sandra scowled.
"Oh. Sorry."
"Let go of me, you weirdo. What will people think?"
Karl stifled his rage and let go of her slender arm.
"I don't think I want to go anywhere with you!"
"It's just up there," Karl murmured, and moved ahead of her.
Out of curiosity more than anything else, Sandra followed him to the big garage. She frowned, perplexed, as her brother produced a key and unlocked the doors. He edged one open slightly and ushered her inside, then closed the door behind them.
"What's this?" Sandra said, puzzled as hell. "This can't be yours."
Karl opened the passenger side and told her to hop in.
"Go ahead," he urged. "Try out that fantastic seat."
Sandra climbed up into the cab and sat in the plush leather seat. Karl reached over her pert knees and opened the glove compartment. He showed his sister the registration slip. Her eyes widened.
"I can't believe it!" she exclaimed. "This sleek van is yours? But..."
"Don't ask me a bunch of stupid questions," Karl snarled.
He closed the door and circled the van to the driver's side. He climbed in and slammed the door shut.
Sandra misread the look on his face. "Don't look so darned smug," she said. "I don't care how fabulous your van is, I'll walk to the library." As she spoke, her hand moved up and down against her door. "Where in heck is the door handle?"
"There is no handle on that side."
"No handle! What kind of a van is this? Who ever heard of a..." Karl could almost see the wheels turning in her young mind, putting two-and-two together. "Van! A black van! I-I-you..."
Her head whirled and she tried to see into the back of the van.
"Here, let me help you," Karl said, chuckling. He switched on the overhead light in back.
"Oh, my God!" Sandra gasped. "No! You? You're that black van rapist! Oh, my God!"
Karl took advantage of her dazed condition. He grinned lewdly and reached over and fondled one of her proud young tits.
"I've thought about you a lot," he said thickly, his cock growing rigid in his pants.
"Don't you dare touch me that way!" Sandra screamed at him. She shoved his hand away from her startled tit. "And let me out of this ... this ... monster! I'm gonna call dad right now, you pervert!"
"No, you're not," Karl said softly.
But his fist wasn't soft. It came up with all the power in his arm. It caught Sandra right under the chin. Her head snapped back and she groaned. Her eyes found his and went wide just before his fist hit her again. She saw stars and got dizzy immediately and knew she was going to pass out.
Karl chuckled excitedly and dragged her limp body into the rear of the van. He used the floor shackles on her, ankles and wrists so that she was beautifully spread-eagled for him with her pretty legs splayed wide.
Then, since she was hopelessly pinned down and thoroughly at his mercy, unable to resist him, he feasted his eyes on her. Now he didn't have to shield his glances or feel funny about it or worry about her squealing to his father. She was totally in his power and that felt marvelous.
He sat back on his haunches and let his eyes drink her in all he wanted. He stared hotly at her rising and falling tits, sheathed in her tight sweater. His eyes devoured her naked young legs, so curvy and inviting, as always.
In his glory now, he reached out and boldly flipped her skirt up. Her little panties looked cute on her body, tight across her flat tummy, snug against her crotch. He could see the outline of her pussylips.
Sandra groaned in her coma. Her eyelids fluttered, then slowly opened. When she came to she saw her leering brother kneeling over her like some kind of a monster.
"Karl ... Karl ... what are you doing?"
But Karl was out of his mind with a burning lust that dulled his senses. All he could think about was defiling her beautiful young body. With that lewd thought uppermost in his whirling mind, he reached over and felt one of her proud, jutting tits.
"Karl! Don't you dare touch me like that! Stop! Karl! What's the matter with you?"
It was at that moment that Sandra realized she was shackled to the floor and spread-eagled. The truth became painfully clear when she foolishly tried to use her hands and feet against her depraved brother.
"Karl! What have you done to me! Karl, please, don't do this! Stop that!"
Karl was playing with her tits, running his hand across both of them. He felt them through the sweater. She was wearing a bra, but he could tell it was a light one. He fingered and massaged her nipples and they stood up to make little bumps in her sweater.
Sandra was mortified by his behavior and wanted to scold him as she always did, but she somehow sensed that wouldn't work anymore. Karl was breathing awfully hard, leaning over her, mauling her tits. He looked wild-eyed.
"You've got nice tits," he breathed hotly, squeezing one hard. "They've grown nice. I remember when you first got them. What cute little bumps they made in your shirts and dresses. They were really cute. Perfect little mounds, and so pointy. I used to peek in your bedroom when you were getting dressed. Pretty tits."
"Karl!" Sandra gasped. "You shouldn't remember things like that! Don't you remember the picnics we went on? Our birthday parties? Why are you talking about my breasts like this?"
"Because I love them. I've always loved them. Especially when you cock-teased me with them."
"I what? Karl ... what are you talking about?"
"You know very well, you little bitch! You were always running around the house half-naked, especially after your tits grew out. So damned proud of them!"
"But, Karl ... that was just little girl stuff. I never dreamed it bothered you ... this way. Karl, please. Stop squeezing them so hard. What are you trying to do?"
"They're luscious now," he murmured hotly. "Real luscious. But you know that. Don't you? You little cock-teaser."
"Karl!" Sandra gasped, horrified.
Her raunchy brother reached into a compartment in the side of the van and produced his wicked shears. He chuckled lewdly as he applied them to her sweater. She felt a cold blade kiss her navel.
"Karl!" she cried. "What-what are you doing?"
He laughed erotically and snipped her sweater. The big blades came together again and again, traveling right up the center of her body. Sandra stared breathlessly as he cut her sweater right up the middle, clear up to her neck.
The thrust of her young tits forced the two halves apart and revealed a flimsy little bra that matched her panties. Karl's hot eyes burned into her tits, then his hot hands mauled them.
"Karl! Don't! Please, don't do this to me! Oh, how can you? Please! Stop!"
His big hands were disturbing and Sandra blushed to feel her little nipples stiffen for him. This had to be the most shameful thing that had ever happened to her. Her brother's hands and fingers were so wild and determined.
Tears came to her eyes as he molested her tits to his heart's content. She looked around frantically, pulled at her bonds to no avail, sobbed pitifully as Karl aroused her defenseless tits. The horrifying truth filled her with dread.
"Karl, Karl, please," she begged hopelessly. "I won't tell dad. Just let me go. Please, Karl! Don't do this! I don't care what you did to those other girls. Really, I don't. But, I'm your sister! Karl! This is incest! It's evil!"
Karl chortled. "That's your opinion," he said thickly.
"But I'm your sister!" she repeated, as if that should make all the difference in the world.
To her horror, Karl replied, "It's you I've wanted all along. Not those other chicks. You! You're the one I wanna fuck!"
"Oh, dear God," Sandra groaned, "you are a pervert!"
CHAPTER NINE
As if to prove her right, Karl used the scissors to cut her bra in half. He slid the blade under the connecting band between her ripe young tits and snipped it. He chuckled obscenely as the small triangles slipped away from her thrusting, quivering tits.
He wielded the shears like a menacing weapon and said through his teeth, "I ought to cut your nipples off!"
His frightened sister screamed. Her eyes went wide on the scissors hovering over her trembling tits. Fear rippled through her whole body and she quivered from head to toe. She couldn't find words with which to plead or beg for mercy. She could only scream at the very thought of her deranged brother cutting off her nipples.
Karl chuckled and dropped the scissors to one side. "Not yet," he murmured hotly, ogling her proud, tip-tilted lovelies. "First things first."
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Sandra whimpered.
Karl said nothing. Tremendous lust coursed through his veins along with his hot blood. Years of desire and aching nuts and forbidden thoughts came together in him to produce a raging fire in his groin. Sandra saw that wicked fire in his wild eyes and shivered with fear of him.
"You've been calling me a pervert for years," he growled at her. "You called me weird. You and your girlfriends laughed at me. You kept scoffing me and ridiculing me and cock-teasing me at the same time. You're gonna pay for that now."
He whirled about and rummaged in his treasure-chest. Sandra caught her breath when he turned on her with a length of cord in his fist. Even as she cried and waited to know what he was doing, he looped the cord around a firm tit and pulled it so tight that Sandra screeched. Pain shot through her tender tits.
Karl licked his slobbery lips as he worked on her chest. He got the cord around her other tit and yanked it so tight that Sandra screamed again. He looped the cord into a horizontal figure-eight, which he was good at, and the cord cut into his sister's protruding tits.
"Karl!" Sandra cried out in agony. "You're hurting me! Ohhh, pleassse, dooonnn't..."
Karl whacked her jutting nipples right and left, first with his fists, then with his studded belt. Sandra watched him reach for it and she saw his black leather outfit lying there. There was no doubt in her young mind then. Her own brother really was the notorious black van rapist!
As the studded leather belt smashed into her aching tits, she screamed, "So this is what you did to those poor girls!"
"This ain't all!" Karl laughed, and lashed her boobs until she whimpered with fear and pain. "And you're gonna get the whole fucking treatment!"
Sandra could have no idea what he meant by that. Only that it sounded terribly ominous and threatening. But as torturous moments stretched into agonizing hours, she learned very painfully exactly what her depraved brother meant.
When her pretty tits were bruised and battered, and she was crying bitterly, he stopped whipping her and went to his treasure-chest. He came back with a candle and a cigarette lighter. He gave her tits the hot wax treatment, just so he could hear her scream for mercy.
He lit the candle and held it aloft over her jutting, distorted breasts. He took careful aim with the burning liquid and dropped it onto her swollen, aching nipples. He chuckled to see how the wax covered them and cooled on them and crinkled them painfully. First the heat created pain for her, then the crinkling.
Lost in his seat of lust, he dripped hot wax all over her cute tits, then made a trail down the center of her writhing young body. He chuckled obscenely as he filled her little navel with burning liquid. Sandra screeched as the fluid burned into her tender spot.
When she was sobbing and shivering with pain, Karl got the oversized clamps he had used on his last victim. Sandra screamed when he attached one to her left nipple. The metal teeth cut into her tit-flesh. He attached the other to her right nipple. The jaws of the clamps cut through the accumulated wax and clenched her sore nipples painfully.
"Karl! Karl!" she screamed. "Please! Don't hurt me! Oh, my God, the pain is killing me!"
Karl crawled between her outstretched, quivering young legs and ogled her cute panties, hiding nothing of her cute crotch, the crotch he had lusted after for years.
He took the big scissors and applied them to her belly and crotch, dragging them around her writhing body to frighten her. It worked. Sandra was scared out of her wits as he stroked her belly and cunt with those monstrous shears.
"What are you doing!" she screamed, feeling the point of the scissors against her pussy.
Karl had nothing to say to her now. He was busy having fun, tormenting his sister's cute cunt. He stroked her pussy with the end of the scissors until she started wiggling her ass. It was definitely disturbing her. He liked that.
Sandra whimpered and cried softly as her pussy betrayed her and started leaking. She didn't want sexy feelings in her cunt, but she couldn't hold them back. The blades of the shears, acting as a tormenting probe, rubbed and aroused her pussy. Her panties got wet and she cried with shame.
Karl laughed and got on his elbows to watch her panties get moist as he teased it into life. When the wet spot was nice and large, he poked at the center of her crotch with the point of the scissors. He pushed inward and her wet panties gave way.
"Oh, noooo!" she wailed, both humiliated and afraid.
Karl inserted the closed shears into her young cunthole and slid it in and out slowly to demoralize and shame her further. He chuckled to himself, lost in his lustful fun, and fucked her with the scissors until Sandra thought she would have to cum against her will.
Karl eased the scissors out of her wet pussy and used them to cut away at her drenched panties. He snipped them in several places, cut away the crotch of them completely and exposed her beautiful cunt. Then he cut her panties to shreds and she was naked.
He set the shears aside and got up on his knees between her trembling young thighs. Sandra forced her eyes open and gazed at her wild-eyed brother. He loomed over her now, menacing and dangerous, with his enormous hard-on gripped in a tight fist. Sandra took one look at his huge cock and screamed.
"Karl! No! You can't! I'm your sister! Ohhhh, please, Karl! You mustn't! Not this! Don't fuck me!"
Karl grinned crookedly at her and inched his big cock towards her quivering, wet pussy. He leaned over her on one hand and guided his prick home with the other. Panting hotly, anxious to fuck his sister's sweet cunt, he urged his thick cock between the tight lips of her pussy.
Sandra cried out in shame and embarrassment as Karl forced inches of his thick cock into her tight, wet fuck-hole.
"Nooooo!" she wailed as the cock of her own brother raped her cunt.
Karl attacked her then. He mashed his mouth down on hers and filled her mouth with his tongue. He tongue-fucked her throat as he fucked her pussy with his hot cock. Both his tongue and his cock probed her body.
Sandra uttered muffled cries as her whole body strained against this horror. But Karl's tongue delved and his cock drilled into her pussy. Gasping for breath, Sandra bit down on her brother's tongue. The pain only inflamed him more.
He crushed his broad chest against hers cruelly and made the big clamps torture her tits as he fucked her. He twisted his chest this way and that on her wounded tits and drilled more and more of his cock into her pussy.
His ass reared back and he plunged all of his prick into her wet cunt. He plunged and plunged and plunged until Sandra knew she was cumming on his big prick. Her body rocked and twisted and writhed and she sobbed pitifully on Karl's tongue in her hot mouth as she came wetly all over his drilling cock.
When he felt his nuts tighten up against the base of his cock, Karl broke the fiery kiss and reared up on his hands. He watched her face and tits as he worked his hips like a piston to power his thick cock into her cunt. He grit his teeth and threw his head back when he busted his nuts.
"Ohhhhh, noooo..." Sandra cried as he shot his load into her writhing cunt. "Not my own brother!"
Karl laughed cruelly and fucked all of his jism into her heaving young belly. As far as he was concerned, this was the best fuck he'd ever had simply because she was his sister, the girl he'd been wanting to fuck for years.
Delighting in his victory over her, he screwed his prick up into her squishy cunthole and pumped all his load into her. His cock gushed mightily, as never before, and huge, violent spurts of jism filled her young pussy. He pulled back and thrust forward and with each downward thrust a shot of cum gushed from his piss-hole into her belly.
Finally sated, his cock emptied, Karl pulled it out of her pussy and settled back to look at her. He saw creamy jism come leaking out of her pink, wet pussy-hole and he chuckled lewdly. Sandra gasped for breath and moaned with agony and shame.
"Pervert," Sandra muttered weakly. "Pervert. Weird. You are, Karl. Weird! I never dreamed you could do such a thing to me. I hate you!"
Karl wasn't listening to her. He was listening to his own lust. "We could have been fucking nice all these years," he said hotly, fire in his eyes. "But no. You had to play Miss Goodie-Two-Shoes! Bitch! Hiding your pussy like it's something special! Telling on me and getting me in trouble!"
"I never told on you!" Sandra screeched, not understanding the accusation.
"You did too!" Karl yelled at her. "I went into the bathroom once and you were in there. You screamed like an idiot and said I was trying to look at you! Fucking liar! Dad beat me something bad because of that!"
"But, Karl ... I don't even remember that!"
"Sure, you don't! It didn't mean anything to you! Well, it means a lot to me, you fucking bitch! I swore I'd get even some day!"
Sandra was doubly alarmed now. "You mean you've been holding a grudge all this time? That's insane!"
"Precious pussy?" Karl growled. "I'll show you how precious it is! It ain't no Goddamned prize! I'll show you!"
He re-lit the candle and tortured her cunt with it. She screamed as he placed the candle close to her naked, open crotch. The heat from the flickering flame scared her. Karl laughed and singed her pussy-hair. Sandra wept bitterly as her depraved brother burned all the hair off her cunt.
He tipped the candle and let the flame burn away her blonde cunt-hair. The van filled with the odor of burning hair and the sound of Karl's wicked chuckling.
The tipped candle naturally accumulated liquid heat and Karl made it drip onto his sister's swollen, wet clit. It sizzled from her cunt-juice and he laughed. Sandra squealed as the hot wax burned her clit and then seeped down her cunt-crack into her fuck-hole. The liquid clung to her flesh and prolonged the pain.
Karl blew the candle out when there wasn't much left. He turned away and rummaged through his treasure-chest.
"Karl ... Karl..." Sandra wept weakly. "Wh-what are you doing now? Don't hurt me anymore. Please!"
CHAPTER TEN
Sandra actually thought she was winning some ground because Karl suddenly removed the big metal clamps from her waxed tits.
"Don't hurt me anymore," she said. "I won't tell. Just let me go now."
But Karl gathered up his electrode device and when Sandra saw all the wires she didn't know what to think.
"What are you doing?" she gasped as he attached clamps to her nipples. "I thought you were going to stop."
Karl chuckled and attached the third clamp to her clit. Sandra jerked and her cute ass bounced on the floor.
"Owww!" she cried as the clamps clenched her tender parts.
"I just want you to feel this," Karl said thickly.
He attached the negative and positive clamps to the battery in the floor of the van and turned to his wide-eyed sister. He held the control box in his hand and grinned at her. Then he flipped the tit-switch and an electric current shot into her left nipple.
"Owww!" she screeched.
Karl pressed the other switch. Electricity shot through her right tit.
"Karl! No! Oh, don't!"
"Wait'll you feel this one," Karl laughed. He flicked another switch and Sandra felt as if her clit had been stung by a bee. Her ass jerked.
"Karl, please, don't do this. You'll electrocute me!"
"Think so?" Karl chuckled. "I don't. It's not made to electrocute you. It's made to drive you up the wall with orgasms. How about this one?"
Sandra felt something kiss her ass-hole and she jumped. "What is that!" she cried.
Karl inserted the rectum-probe into her ass-hole and pushed it in deep. Sandra cried out. Then she screamed at the top of her lungs when her perverted brother flipped a switch that sent a current of stinging electricity right into her bowels.
"Karrrrlllll!" she wailed.
She had never had anything up her cute little ass in all her life, much less an electric probe!
"Who got your cherry?" Karl asked suddenly and unexpectedly.
"Wh-what?"
"You heard me! Who busted your cherry?"
Even under these strange circumstances Sandra felt embarrassed by his personal question and she blushed.
"I don't want to talk to you about things like that," she said.
"You don't, huh! Well, you're gonna!"
He sent a long current of electricity into her left tit.
"Tell me!" he commanded. "No ... please..."
He grinned with confidence, knowing he had her in his power. He jolted her other tit with a current of electricity. Then he stung her clit again.
"Owww! Karl! Don't! Please."
"Tell me!" he ordered, and he stung both her nipples.
Her chest jerked and she cried, "Bobby Jones!"
"Bobby Jones? We haven't seen him in years. When? When did you fuck him?"
"Karl ... please ... don't make me talk like this."
He sent a current into her clit and followed it with two more quickies that made Sandra scream.
"You little slut!" Karl snarled. "Here I am trying not to touch you, thinking you're a virgin, and you're fucking Bobby Jones!"
"Only that once!" Sandra cried. "Please, don't hurt me! We only did it once!"
"Who you trying to kid? You gave him your cherry then never fucked him again?"
"I was afraid after that. I thought I'd get pregnant."
"That poor slob," Karl said. "Got your cherry, then no more nookie. He tried to fuck you again, didn't he?"
"Yes. But I wouldn't let him."
"I'll bet you wouldn't, you little cock-teaser!
Who else have you fucked since then."
"Karl..."
He switched on the current and Sandra screamed as electricity stung her nipples and clit all at the same time. Her whole body jumped. I "Dan Fields!" she cried.
Karl gave her left tit another shot.
"And Jimmy Graves!"
Karl sent currents into her clit and tits.
"And Tom Banks!"
"Who else!" Karl demanded to know.
"That's all! I swear!"
"How many times did they fuck you?"
"Please don't make me talk about that! This is filthy!"
'Did they eat your cunt? Did you blow their cocks? You ever been fucked in the ass?"
Karl's questions humiliated Sandra and that she was forced to answer them only demoralized her the more. Karl loved it. He knew he was shaming her and that's what he most wanted to do. He wanted to torture her mind as well as her body.
He kept stinging her tits and clit and ass-hole, and Sandra was forced to speak of things she would never ever mention to anyone. She wept pitifully all through the degrading ordeal, and
Karl didn't let up on her body until he was satisfied that he had all of her sex story.
"I'll bet you like to cum, huh?" he chuckled. "Let's see how much you can cum."
"Karl! No!"
But she was too late with her protest. He played with the switches and currents of stinging electricity tortured her nipples and clit and rectum. The probe up her tight ass shocked her bowels several times and that made Sandra scream in pain.
Even so, the sharp lightning strokes aroused her nipples and especially her little clit. Before she knew it, she was cumming beautifully for him.
"Ohhh, nooooo..."
She groaned as her whole body jerked and writhed. She couldn't stop the flood of pussy-juice no matter how hard she tried. The probe up her ass and the clamp on her quivering little clit made it impossible for her to control her bodily functions. She came like crazy.
Her pretty face screwed up in pain, but the rest of her writhed and jerked with orgasmic release. Her tits rose up like live things as the electrodes stung her nipples repeatedly, and her hips rotated wildly as her clit-clamp and assprobe drove her out of her mind. She thought she'd go absolutely insane.
"Karl!" she screamed. "Oh, my God! Stop! I'll do anything you say! Anything! But don't torture me anymore!"
Karl's eyes lit up. "Anything?"
A moment's peace gave Sandra her breath back and she grabbed the chance. "Yes, anything!"
"Will you suck my cock?"
"Yes!"
He laughed lewdly and crawled up to her face. He held his rigid cock in one fist and fed it to her. Sandra submitted to the degradation in the name of survival, and she blew his cock for him. She opened her pretty mouth and let him stick all of his prick inside.
Karl groaned with lusty pleasure as he watched his sister suck him off. He grit his teeth and drilled all of his cock into her sucking young mouth. His bulging cockhead rammed the back of her throat and still she sucked, fearful for her life.
To her dismay, Karl pulled his rigid, wet cock out of her mouth with a slurping sound and looked evilly at her.
"Can I fuck you in the ass?"
Sandra sniffled, but nodded her head sadly. "Yes," she said weakly, beaten.
Karl chortled obscenely and crawled between her young legs. He gripped her hips and yanked her ass upward. To her horror and shame he took full advantage of her. He forced his thick, wet cock into her ass and started fucking her brutally.
There was more pain than pleasure for Sandra as her brother raped her ass-hole. He pistoned his prick in and out of her bowels and the tightness of her ass-hole sucked him off. He busted his hot nuts violently and fucked all his cum into her body.
As her perverted brother finished fucking her ass-hole, hope welled up inside her. An idea came to her. Since he was so obscene and depraved, couldn't she trick him into setting her free?
"Oh, Karl," she rasped, "so this is what you wanted from me. Now I see. I have been a cock-teaser, haven't I? I'm sorry, Karl, really I am. It'll never happen again. I promise. Let me go, and from now on you can do anything you want to me."
"Anything? You'll suck me off? I can fuck you anytime I want?"
"I'll blow you every night," she said hopefully. "You can fuck me any time. In my pussy. In my ass. Whatever you say."
Karl looked at her for a long moment, long enough for Sandra to believe her trick had worked. She didn't expect what happened next.
Karl grabbed his studded leather belt and beat her within an inch of her life. He gripped the belt tightly in his right fist and wielded it like a deadly weapon. He lashed out at her proud young tits and cute ass and cunt. He reduced her to a quivering mass of beaten flesh and her sobs filled the van.
"Lying bitch!" he snarled. "Did you think for one minute that I believed you? You've been lying to me for years! And cock-teasing!"
He threw down the strap and got his spiked cock-sleeve. He put it on his prick and fucked her again in the pussy and in the ass. He groaned bestially and fucked her brutally with the deadly dildo. When he popped his nuts and got his rocks off, he went on to something else, especially for his lying, cock-teasing sister.
He used the fuck-machine on her. He turned it on and let it rip. Sandra squealed and screamed and cried out in anguish as the fuck-machine forced her to cum and cum and cum. Precious energy poured out of her body with her continuous flow of pussyjuice. She grew weaker and weaker, until she was nothing but a mass of quivering, whimpering female flesh.
At his leisure, he took the machine out of her writhing young body and turned to his finger-sleeve. Decked with needles, it ripped into his sister's cunt as he finger-fucked her brutally. Her screams bounced off the walls this time and Karl laughed lewdly all the while.
After that, he put the needled cock-sleeve on his rigid fuck-pole and fucked her bloody cunt with it. He chewed on her lips and tits and drooled all over her as he rammed all of the wicked cock-sleeve up into her aching, cumming pussy.
Sandra groaned and moaned helplessly, almost passing out several times as her rabid brother raped her unmercifully. Her eyes rolled in her head. Her fingers clawed at the air. She pulled hopelessly at her wrist bonds and ankle shackles. And still the needle-pointed cock ripped into her pussy.
Karl didn't stop fucking her until he shot another load of jism. Only then did he pause for breath. Sandra was almost out, fucked to her limits. He climbed off her brutalized young body and grinned with satisfaction.
"Karl ... Karl..." Sandra whimpered. "Help me ... I ... I can't move ... please ... help me..."
Karl smiled crookedly and retrieved his trusty fuck-machine. He put it back into his sister's worn out body and turned it on. The big cockhead thumped deep in her aching guts. The clit-clawer clutched at her. Her pussywalls were stretched wide apart.
Than Karl attached the electrodes again, one on each of her nipples, another on her clit, and the probe up her ass. He turned them all on at the same time, then settled back and watched the havoc the fuck-machine and the electricity caused.
Sandra screamed a few times, then wept bitterly, then whimpered helplessly like a wounded animal. Finally, she fell silent and her whole body went lax. She was out. Karl removed his devices, unshackled her wrists and ankles, and kicked her lifeless body out the back of the van.
