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Chapter 8 – Fuck-Wheel
Tess took off running upstairs, dimples alternating sides in her pale ass, forming as she ran. I looked over to the monitor to see Dom still lying on the bed panting next to a curled-up Ashley. She was probably crying or something boo-hooish, I didn’t care. I walked over to the far side of the basement past a number of evil boxes and contraptions, malicious inventions. I stood in front of a huge sheet hung on the wall. Grinning a fool and much like a horny stage-magician, soon I would be whisking away the sheet to reveal my next dirty trick. But for now, preparation!
I headed up the stairs, each one seeming more tedious to mount than the last. All this fucking… god. Feast or Famine I guess. Nothing a little booze wouldn’t cure I say!
Reaching the top of the stairs, I looked down the hall to see Joe with the goofiest grin outside Dom’s open door. “Its really gonna happen man!! She’s naked and I’m really gonna get to fuck her!!”
He was ecstatic like a kid at church. … But then knowing that when church was finished, he was going to get to fuck a hot underage chick against her will in the baptismal. “Yes yes…” I said, “You’ll get your shot soon enough. Joe I need your help with something. Go pick up Ashley and take her downstairs and restrain her. You can touch her all you want, no bruises and no fucking, just take her downstairs and get her tied to one of the stationary chairs.”
“You got it Drew!!!” and with great alacrity, he crossed the distance between the door and the curled-up Ashley. She squealed weakly in protest as he picked her spent form up off the bed and threw her over his shoulder. Very caveman. She kicked, revealing the back side on abused pussy and protested just as weakly but he was out the door and heading down into the basement in no time at all. Joe was our third string, but he was fresh off the bench and ready for action. He had been sitting the whole game and I was about to give him his dreams in a martini glass with an extra virgin olive. Well… not so virgin anymore… but almost virgin.
I walked in to an ear-to-ear-smiling Dom who looked at me thru partially closed eyes, he almost looked Asian. “How was it man?” I asked, “It smells like good sex in here.”
“Haha man… you have no idea how hot that was!! Finally, you know, like, they’ve always told me no before and I’ve always listened, but this time it was so empowering! Like, her ‘no’s were almost like … I don’t know… Christmas presents. It just made it all better. You don’t know how strong those pussy muscles are until they’re squeezing to keep you out. God that was hot!”
I said nothing about having watched and, essentially, filmed his session thanks to hard drives. “I wish I could’ve seen it dude. I bet it was all worth it… hey did that Pavlov Idea I had work? Did you get to try it out?”
“Oh my god man… fucking great! If they gave Nobel Prizes to kidnapping, rapists, I’d nominate you bro! She was trying to run away and I was all like… BAM… and dinged the bell and she fell to the floor and started rubbing off, it completely sidetracked her and she just HAD to get off… fuckin great! If I ever have a wife, I’m gonna send her to you for training. Well… maybe I’ll do it myself because I don’t want you around my wife, ha hah” and he ended on an uneasy laugh as if things got a little too real about what we were doing. That this was someone’s future wife or current daughter. I could feel the awkwardness; conscience is a nagging bitch that never leaves you alone when you want it to.
I ambushed his conscience with something more powerful. “Let’s go get drunk.” And with a moral “out”, he jumped up, threw some clothes on and we were headed to our mini-bar. I heard a few whines from the basement and checked my watch. Tess’s 20 minutes weren’t up yet so she wouldn’t have been down there alone with Joe, a small relief. She was probably still in the room getting cleaned up.
Dom and I poured stiff drinks each, and another for Joe as well, then we headed down to the basement. Joe had Ashley tied, arms behind her back, to a chair. Her legs were spread and tied to the chair as well. Pretty standard, nothing fancy. Her gorgeous tits framed, top and bottom, by lengths of rope, had already begun showing the background of red from skin irritation. Perky nipples stood at attention for us, soldiers of a sick war. Her pussy was splayed open, puffy and red from sex and the hours of the dog’s attentions. And those beautiful tendons that raise out near the pussy, the ones running from the inside of the thigh to the pelvic area, were bulging slightly from her skin due to the way he had tied her. It was absolutely beautiful. I picked up a camera and she turned her head away from me in shame. I took my time, zooming in on parts of her anatomy she wished were hidden. With every click of the camera, she seemed to turn a darker, deeper red. I snapped off about 15-20 pictures, and set the camera aside, smiling lovingly at the beet-red girl tied in front of me.
“Alright kids, lets get this sick game going!” I said. I rechecked my watch; Tess had another minute before she was going to be in trouble. Then I heard my door upstairs open and she was walking down the stairs.
An absolute vision she was. Tess walked down with her head held high and not a stitch of clothing on. Straight, black hair cascaded down a pale white face, plump lips pursed tight with her full C’s jiggling slightly with each footfall descent into our depraved arena. She seemed to be sucking in the little bit of a tummy that I knew she had as her pale white torso showed mostly flat, only marred by a delicious, slightly “innie” bellybutton. Her calves stretched taut with each step, leading to her quads showing a little definition behind a healthy veil of flesh and meat. The anorexic girls never held any sway with me, I don’t want to lie next to bones, I want a little meat to lie with.
It’d looked like she had cleaned her pussy area well and maybe even powdered it a bit to get a beautiful even look to what should have been a red, angry area from the tape. She did well. I was amazed. She was learning her place and how to survive here and I had to say I was impressed. She looked like the queen I told her to be. Up until the point where Joe and Dom started acting like damn monkeys with their whooping and hollering and cat calls. The queen façade wavered slightly as spots of color bloomed on her face, neck and the upper portions of her chest. So adorable.
When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she glanced at me curiously as if not sure of where to go next and she was looking for direction. I found my voice and said in as even a tone as I could manage, “Come, sit over here next to your friend.” Joe had quit playing with Ashley, but still had a hand massaging one of her breasts. Tess had intentionally been avoiding eye contact with Ashley and it seemed Ashley was doing the same. Ashley stared blank at the ceiling, perhaps praying to some god to save her and remove her from this situation. It was time to make this personal.
“Ashley, love, don’t be rude. Your friend just came down the stairs and you didn’t even say ‘hi’.” Ashley rolled her eyes towards me and tears grew. A new fire seemed to erupt inside her and she was trying to transfer that fire to me, maliciously. This was perfect, I knew this would continue to re-open wounds if I kept letting them occasionally be friendly again, some semblance of the life they used to have. “Ashley I want you to say hi to Tessie here.” Again the glares meant to kill.
She lolled her head over in Tess’s direction and they made eye contact. “Hi Tess.” She managed weakly.
“Good, now, Tess, you may untie your friend.” And Tess looked at me confused, expecting some trick.
“No sweetheart, its ok. Joe, leave Ashley alone and lets all head up to freshen our drinks. I want to leave these two alone for a bit.” Joe began to protest but an arched brow from me set him quiet. He assumed I had a plan. And I did. I always do. Dom and Joe headed back up the stairs, with long looks over their shoulder to watch the scene. Tess got up from the chair she was in and began picking with painted nails at the knots and rope-work that Joe had done. As she was doing this Ashley looked up into her friend’s eyes and began crying full out.
“Shhh… shhh girl… I know this sucks so bad but hang on a bit... let me get these ropes off you. God they’ve got you tied up well.” Tess tried to reassure Ashley with more words. Slowly she got the ropes off and I headed upstairs to let them be alone.
Joe and Dom were waiting at the top of the stairs for me. Dom spoke first, “What the fuck man?? Isn’t there a window they could climb out thru down there? Why aren’t we down there fucking them???”
I answered, “Dom, this is not completely about fucking the shit out of two hot chicks. Remember the point of this! We’re here to make them suffer, and to ultimately break Ashley to the point where she’s a complete fucking whore. You got to fuck her earlier today, now I’m going to fuck with her mind. And then maybe all of us will fuck with her ass later. But just be patient. We’re about to spin the Fuck-Wheel and things are about to get really fucking awesome!”
Joe asked, “What’s the fuck-wheel again?”
“It’s pretty simple. There are two wheels down there, one is the ‘adventure wheel’ with all sorts of sick shit on it… remember when we were sitting around drinking and coming up with sick stuff for Ashley to do while we were planning this? Well I wrote down most of them and put them on a big wheel for them to spin, whatever it lands on, they have to do. There is also a ‘punishment wheel’ down there with various other things for us to do to punish them. It’s sort of like a sick choose-your-own-adventure book come to life.”
Both the guys smiled and nodded in acceptance. “Perfect,” was Dom’s reply, “so when does this game start?”
“Well, they’ve been detaching and forgetting themselves.” The guys looked confused so I went on, “I left Tess for 20 minutes to get dressed and she didn’t try to run away or anything. Ashley’s been staring at the ceiling the whole time you’ve been down here. They’re pretending they’re in some other land or they’re different people or anything their mind can think of so that they don’t remember that they’re being held prisoner and they’re being slowly physically and mentally raped. They’re dissociating themselves from this whole scenario and for us to be most effective we have to keep their minds firmly in their bodies. By letting them talk together and be girls and hug and tell each other that it’s going to be ok and they’re going to make it out, it brings them back together. They remember that before a couple nights ago, they had lives and friends and ambitions and dreams and school and everything else. If we leave them for a few minutes, they regain some of that and this next part will be an even more personal assault. It’s like fishing, you don’t completely reel in the fish right away, otherwise its’ fighting might snap your line. You reel it in, then give it some slack, and then reel it in. It tires the fish and makes it more pliable when you finally do go to finish the job.”
Dom was almost speechless. “You’re fucked up man. I’m damn sure glad you’re my friend and not my enemy.” Joe just smiled and eagerly looked towards the basement door. We slowly inched towards the threshold and listened. Sobbing and hushed tones were mostly what we heard for a few minutes. We looked down and saw the scene play out.
Ashley was clutching to Tess, bawling her eyes out. Her B-cup tits were pressed hard against Tess’s C’s and they were locked in a tight embrace. For them, the fact that two of the hottest pairs of tits were smushed tight together wasn’t a sexual thing. For us at the top of the stairs, it was better than any porn we’d ever watched. Tess’s hand rhythmically massaging up and down Ashley’s back as if the motion alone brought silent reassurance of positive things.
“They’ve done horrible things Tess! Oh my god why do they do this? Why do they keep doing this?”
“I don’t know sweetie, but we just have to be strong and keep waiting for a chance to get out of this. I don’t know when that’ll happen but we have to keep hoping that someone saw us or someone’s gonna come by and we can get them to help us. Did they…” and she trailed off as she backed away from her friend to look at her friend’s pussy; it was still a bit red from Dom. “Oh I’m so sorry sweetie… I’m soo soo sorry. Was that your first time?”
“Yes oh my god, my first fucking time and it’s by some fucking asshole and he’s… he did things to me Tessie… he…where I poop he…” and then the crying began anew.
“Shhhh shhh, don’t let them hear you cry sweetie, they love that and we’re trying to give them as little pleasure as possible from this. Now just try to relax and get thru this. You’ll be back soon enough to school and sports and everything you love. This’ll just be a dark nightmare that you’ll try to ignore in your life and hopefully it’ll get easier and you’ll remember it less. I hope so very hard that we can forget this ever happened.”
“Ok boys,” I said, “they don’t know what’s about to happen, so let’s go down there saying nothing. Just walk down there and stand around them and follow my lead. Whatever the wheel says is about to be one of the coolest things you’ve ever seen in your life.”
With that I started down. The girls, startled and tear-soaked, looked up the stairs at us coming down, horrified. “Ladies, lets get to the fun shall we? Tess and Ashley if you’d both have a seat. Actually, Ashley, you can stay standing, Tessie, sit that sweet ass of yours down.”
They broke their embrace and Tess nervously sat, yipping just a bit when her butt touched the cold of the seat. Ashley was trying hard to hold the hand of her friend while standing and still try to cross her legs and cover her chest. Both girls had rock-hard nipples either from the adrenaline of what might happen next, or the touching, or the cold, who fucking cares, their nipples were standing at full attention though, much like the cocks of a few boys in the basement.
I walked over to the sheet on the wall, and in a grand flourishing gesture, I whisked the sheet away to reveal two wheels, game-show style. I turned to see eyes wide with surprise, then squinting to try to read the text on the wheels, then after a few seconds, both Tess and Ashley looked away, afraid to read any more. Ashley started sobbing again, her thin shoulders hunched and shaking away from me. Her ass was small but still plump enough to eat.
“Alright ladies, here’s our new favorite game! It’s called, the Fuck-Wheel! Yeah, not really a catchy name, but it’s still neat. Ashley, since you’re our guest of honor, you’ll be the first to give it a spin. Now, there are a lot of things written on these wheels and I’m sure we’ll get to most of them if we have time. Basically you spin the wheel, and whatever task it lands on, well, fate is cruel and not really your friend in this house. Well, it’s our friend, but not yours. So… without any other talking, Ashley slide right on up here and spin this wheel on the left… the Adventure Wheel!”
She looked sadly over her shoulder, thru streaks of unwashed blonde hair at first me, then the wheel. I smiled and said sweetly, “If you take any longer, you’ll be spinning it twice, and then once on the Punishments Wheel on the right.” She glanced quickly at something on the punishments wheel and quickly turned and walked head down, to the wheel. She gave the wheel a weak attempt at a spin, the kind where if this was on Price is Right you would’ve yelled at the screen because if you’re not strong enough to make the big wheel go around at least once, you don’t deserve Bob Barkers money and prizes!
The wheel slowly spun around and landed on an ominous task. “Electro-Strap-On.” I was overjoyed but didn’t let on. I had wondered if I would get to see this little device work, and if it’d work how I wanted it to.
“Alright! Electro-Strap-On!! Congratulations Ashley, you just bought yourself a very sore pussy and a very difficult decision for your friend Tessie over here!” Tessie looked up with unsure, but already pleading eyes. It was sadly erotic. “Joe if you would be so kind as to take Miss Ashley here and tie her down to your bed upstairs, remember, no fucking. Spread eagle should do nicely, and please lick her a bit or make out with her, get her a little wet for us would you?”
Joe, eager to please, especially in this task, jumped up and again caveman-flipped Ashley over her shoulder. This time she protested much more and he gave her a few slaps, blooming pink handprints all over her tight ass. “Dom, if you want to go help him or stay, that’s up to you but we’ll be up in a sec.”
“I think I’ll stay and watch this end for now” he smiled.
“Tessie, love, if you’d stand up and get in that inspection position I told you about?” She slowly stood and placed her hands on the back of her head and spread her legs, eyeing Dom nervously. I rummaged around in a box and found what I was looking for. I spent a good deal of money buying this device and re-fitting it for my needs. It was a nice strap-on for women. The kind that when you strap it on, it’s got a piece that slides up inside the person wearing it so that she also gets pleasure from fucking her friend. They’re pretty common online and if I was born a girl, I’d love using one of these. Best of both worlds, you get to fuck your girlfriend AND you get pleasured at the same time. I spent the little extra and got the vibrating kind. As for the “Electro” portion of the Electro-Strap-On, this was genius. Down the inside length of the vibrator, I ran a small wire with a few contacts surfacing on the tip of the dick. Those wires also ran up into the little piece that slipped inside the wearer. Another set of contacts were set around the base of the dick. And still another set of contacts were about halfway down the shaft of the dick. Overall, it was a pretty healthy vibrator, measuring in at about 8 inches long and about 2-3 inches around. For Ashley, just the vibrator was going to be a pretty painful endeavor.
The beauty of this device was that if the contacts at the base of the penis were covered, essentially, if Tess thrust deep and buried the whole penis into her friend, then the circuitry would deliver a sharp electro-shock to the tip of the penis. If she did not bury it all the way in her friend’s hot pussy, it would deliver a sharp shock into her vibrating wearer’s-vagina piece. So either way, with each thrust, one girl was getting shocked. It was up to Tess to decide if she wanted to punish her friend and save herself, or shock herself and save her friend. With each thrust.
So, you may ask, why not just Not thrust at all. I’m glad you asked. I had this thing wired up to my laptop, which had a sort of metronome program in it. This would cause a beep at regular intervals. Here’s where the contacts in the middle of the shaft came into play. For Tess not to get shocked, she had to expose those contacts, essentially pull the dick most of the way out of her friend, and thrust back in again before the next beep. If she didn’t pull it out far enough or didn’t bury it deep enough, Tess would get shocked.
I walked over with the device to a trembling Tess. I lubed up the end that would fit into her and smiled as I started buckling her into it. I slid the piece up into her to the sound of her gasping then moaning softly, its tip resting firmly in the area of her g-spot, then fit the straps snug and locked it all in place so she couldn’t take it off herself. I went over with her the finer points of how the device worked and she went even paler in the face.
“That’s right sweetie, you get to decide who gets hurt each time. Do you just say fuck it and fuck the shit out of your friend so that you don’t get hurt? Do you become some courageous hero and not fuck her the whole time and get shocked yourself? I guess we’re about to find out!” I gently wagged her strap-on dick up and down which slid her piece up and down inside of her, getting her warmed up. Dom was speechless and just followed us up.
While we were walking up, I turned to Tess, “How does it feel to be walking around with a big fucking boner?”
She looked up at me and said in a deadpan tone, “At least it’s bigger than yours.”
I almost died laughing. The girl’s about to be shocking the piss out of her friend and she has time to make jokes. Dom laughed hard and slapped Tess on the ass in a ‘good job’ manner.
We got to Joe’s room as he was struggling with Ashley. She wasn’t cooperating and was fighting him. I told Dom to go help. Her taught torso with her cheerleader-style 6pack abs here flexing as she sat on the bed trying to fend off Joe’s attempts at bondage.
“No! Fucking Quit you piece of shit!” she screamed and Dom grabbed at her other wrist. Together they both wrestled the blond to flat-backed on the bed, tying her hands on the posts on the headboard. Her tits mostly flattened out here but that was ok as her biceps were flexing against her bonds, shoulders arching in an attempt to free her made her smallish tits deform and bounce in ways never seen before by our eyes.
“Ashley, let me introduce to you, your next lover… Tessie!” And I brought Tess thru the doorway into the room. Ashley face went from angry, to a deep color of confusion, and then finally betrayal and embarrassment.
Ashley’s lips quivered and stared at the huge dick Tess had strapped to her. “What?? No. NOO. Tessie… please don’t… please don’t fuck me… not you! Don’t do it! You’re the only thing safe I’ve got left here!”
Tess walked in conflicted and devastated at seeing the look on her friend’s innocent face, “Ashley baby they’re making me do this, you know that!! I would never hurt you but this thing here, well its electrified, so if I don’t stick this all the way in you, I get shocked, but if I do stick it all the way in you, not only do you have a huge dick filling you up, but you also get shocked, and then I have to pull it out and push it back in again. If I stay all the way inside you without pulling out, then it starts shocking me again! I’m soooo sorry sweetheart! This is so fucked up!” Ashley started shaking her head, horrified, trying to absorb what Tess just said.
I ducked into my room and grabbed my laptop and set it on the dresser in Joe’s room. I loaded up the program and then I pushed Tess towards the bed. “Alrighty now, saddle up cowgirl! We’ll start out at a slow pace so you get the rhythm, oh and as the rhythm gets faster, the shocks get more powerful. Forgot to mention that. Oh and also, this exercise is going to last for, hmmm, we’ll try doing this for 15 minutes and see how that works.” Tess turned and glared at me, jaw dropped, mortified.
Ashley started crying. “My best friend is going to fuck me!” she thought.
I wanted to add a little spice to this. “Ashley, I want you to beg Tess to fuck you. Tess, we’re about to turn this thing on, but you can’t start fucking her until she asks you too. So Ashley, unless you want to see your best friend in pain for the next 15 minutes, I’d suggest you beg her in your sluttiest voice to fuck you hard. And Begin!”
I hit play on the program after setting the timer for 15 minutes and a slow rhythm. The computer speakers beeped and Tess screamed!
“EEEIIIII! Oh god damn that hurts! Ashley please ask me to fuck you dear… please. This isn’t right but don’t make me suffer alone!” Ashley stayed quiet, her eyes pleading a harsh ‘NO.’ About 10 seconds later another beep rang out and another scream.
“Ahhhhhh! Ashley!! Fucking ask me to fuck you Ashley right now! Please ask me!” Tess’s hands were clawing at the contraption, its buzzing and vibrating audible. “Ashley baby please fucking ask me to fuck you!!” Another 10 seconds…
“Yaaaaa! Ash baby please oh please… if you ever loved me… just ask me to fuck you… please help me!!” Tess was dancing around in place, moving closer to the bed, her eyes beginning to tear up at Ashley, who was already crying, overwhelmed with the decision. Another 10 seconds…
“AAAHHH! Please baby I’ll be so gentle with you just let me slide this in you, we’ve got lube and we’ll be really good to each other and it wont be so bad just HELP ME!” Another 10 seconds…
“AHHHHHH!” Tess grabbed the lube that we had set on the bed and started trying to jack herself off, hoping that would help. Another 10 seconds later, her hand got a nasty shock…
“Ahhhh FUCK! Ashley, if you don’t beg me I’m seriously going to fuck you anyways, so please just ask me to so I don’t feel so fucking shitty about this… just please… please beg me!!! BEG ME!!” Another 10 seconds…
“AHHHH!!!!” Tess began crying fiercely, deciding which was worse, raping her friend, or getting electrocuted in the most tenderest, secret places. Ashley quietly whispered something. “What was that Ashley?” I asked. Another 10 seconds…
“AHHH FUCKING FUCK ASHLEY!!” Then Ashley spoke up thru tears, “ALRIGHT TESS GODDAMNIT… FUCK MEEEE PLEASE Jesus Christ!!! Please god please be gentle, that thing is fucking huuuge! Oh god oh god… please be easy!”
And with that Tess jumped up on the bed and began drenching Ashley’s pussy in lube. Not fast enough though as another shock drew a spasm thru her body, her mind was slowing due to the effects of the vibrator inside her. Tess tried to be a little nice by sticking a finger into her friend. “God Ashley, you’re so warm in there honey and wet too, this wont hurt too bad I promise.” Then she slid a second finger in and Ashley’s eyes rolled back for a second. 10 seconds had passed…
“AHHHH FUCK!!” With that last shock, Tess pressed the tip of the strap-on at the entrance to her best friend’s pussy. She rubbed the tip of it up and down her slit, bumping over her friend’s clit. Ashley shook her head trying to dispel the events transpiring. After another shock, Tess, desperate to not be shocked again, aimed the head of her strap-on right in, and slowly began easing it in.
The girth alone brought Ashley’s eyes wide open and gasps to escape her open mouth. After a couple of inches had gone into Ashley, another shock ripped thru Tess’s body, and in the spasm, Tess’s weapon found its target deep. Ashley coughed and screamed and groaned as Tess tried to learn the rhythm of fucking. Buried deep in her friend, she survived an interval, while Ashley’s screaming began as a shock erupted deep in her womb; tears were raining down on both ends.
Tess’s hands slid down her friends sides to rest on Ashley’s hips. Tess pulled out all the way and didn’t push in in time, and a shock hit her. With her new grip on Ashley’s tan hips, she slammed it into her friend again all the way to an ungodly shriek out of Ashley’s lips. Then slowly Tess figured out how far she needed to pull the vibrating cock out.
For several minutes, Tess experimented and tried to figure out the rhythm with a mixture of screams from both friends. Ashley felt like her pussy couldn’t take it any more and was going to rip in half. And every time the shock hit her, she thought she was going to piss herself. Her stomach muscles contracted visibly and her legs kicked against their bonds. She had never felt such a deep pain in her life and she didn’t know how she was going to make it thru this. Tess was getting more pleasure from the little vibrating nub inside her and the shocks, while painful, and this scene, while tragic, added to a level of eroticism that Tess had never known. She was embarrassed to think that this was turning her on so hard.
Tess finally got the hang of fucking her friend. Both Tess and Ashley were sweating and crying and I upped the tempo without saying anything. Not used to the new speed, Tess received an unexpected shock and screamed. Tess’s hands were gripping Ashley’s hips tight, leaving white marks in her sides. The vibrating was working on both of them even though the shocks were still painful; there was audible moaning on both ends. I decided to up the ante, change the rules.
I motioned for Joe and Dom to untie Ashley’s hands and feet quietly. Both girls were lost in their task and didn’t notice the change until the next shock and Ashley’s hand flew up and hit Tess in the shoulder. This startled both of them and Ashley began fighting to get Tess off her, to make the pain stop. Tess, fearing her own pain, grabbed Ashley’s wrists with her own hands and held them tight to the bed. Tess towered over the petite Ashley, her tits swinging inches above Ashley’s face. Ashley’s pelvis was tilted up to meet Tess’s new position of dominance and bondage. They were both breathing heavy, breasts heaving tumultuous with intermittent screams from mostly Ashley. With Ashley’s feet untied, she tried wrapping her legs tight around Tess’s waist, locking her ankles in place and after the last shock hit Ashley, the next one hit Tess because she wasn’t able to pull out in the grip of Ashley’s legs.
Sweat was rolling off in rivulets down the side of Tess’s face, making its way to the crescent valley of her cleavage. Both girls were slick with perspiration and pheromones and pussy were thick in the air. Tess let Ashley’s hands go and tried to unlock Ashley’s legs. Ashley, trying to distract her, grabbed two handfuls of Tess’s heaving breasts, which, mixed with the vibrations, and the pain and the fucking sent Tess over the edge and she bucked wildly with a feral abandon, inches away from a powerful orgasm. Deep guttural gasps escaped Ashley’s lips as her friend was pummeling her insides in an animalistic fashion. Tess managed to pull out far enough to shock Ashley, who lost her leg-lock due to the shocks. Ashley started kicking her legs hard against Tess, but since Tess was bigger, she managed to slowly position Ashley’s legs against her chest with her ankles near Tess’s head. This worked great for two peaceful intervals until Ashley managed to get her hands into the sheets for leverage and tried to spin off of Tess.
Tess managed to keep Ashley pinned and flipped her into a doggie-style position on all fours. Tess grabbed the restraints left on the bed quickly while Ashley was stunned from another shock, and wrapped them around Ashley’s arms above the elbow, behind her back, effectively pinning Ashley, face-down ass-up to the bed.
Tess had one hand on the restraints, holding them up so Ashley couldn’t use her arms, while she kept the other hand on Ashley’s hip so she could hold her tight to fuck her hard. From the fighting and the uncivilized nature of what was happening, Tess seemed to turn into a beast, trying to punish her friend for trying to hurt her. Much faster than the metronome called for, Tess slammed into Ashley’s stretched pussy over and over and over again before Ashley screamed again. This time the screaming became long and drawn out in pain and frustration once Ashley realized she couldn’t get free. Tess continued sliding hard in and out of the back of her friend, her tits bouncing victoriously, she had found her stride. She looked like a chariot driver, holding the reigns of her transportation while she rode hard to the winners circle.
Ashley’s defeated tears pooled around the sheet near her face. She just rocked with every thrust and new tears burst forth with every shock, her voice growing hoarse from the screaming over the past few days. Her eyes looked dead.
With several minutes left, Ashley began breathing heavier and growing more frantic. Some life of some sort seemed to flow back into her and she started bucking hard against Tess’s thighs, working with Tess to produce the greatest possible pleasure before each shock. Ashley’s brain had checked out again and she was just a beast with instincts and needs again. Her own small B’s looked larger when they hung down while being fucked doggie-style. They flopped back and forth in an obscene manner. She was full out grunting now, trying her best, thru grunting and screaming with each shock, to get off. After another minute of excruciating shocks and hard fucking, Ashley, with a huge moan/scream of pleasure/pain, came hard, her whole body shaking and writhing, her legs spasming straight out behind her, kicking wildly, and she passed out. Tess kept fucking Ashley’s passed out body for another minute or two before coming to her own hard orgasm. She gripped Ashley’s hip-flesh so hard her nails broke skin and she looked like a man as she handled Ashley’s delicate, passed out body, forcing it to obey her wishes. She grabbed and pulled and rode hard and deep, punishing Ashley’s inner workings. And with her own ecstatic scream, she closed her eyes and stretched her neck and came like she never had before, with a guttural, primal growl, the last 5 strokes fired hard and straight ahead. Fluids exploded, like a hundred lemons being squeezed, out of her pussy and with one final thrust and a God-like sigh, she passed out on top of her friend, gravity rolling Tess off of her and in the movement, the massive vibrator slid out of Ashley’s ruined pussy with an erotic cavernous slurping, suction sound.
Dom, Joe and I looked at each other stunned. We had no words. There were no words for what just happened. We heard a noise from the front door and I sent Dom to investigate. I looked at Joe and he was sweating hard and the fronts of his pants were very wet. It looked like he got off too. I unstrapped Tess and got her passed-out body out of the device when Dom returned with a sense of urgency.
“Drew! We’ve got a problem… some guy is snooping around outside and I think it might be a … “
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