Bobby ran for some cold water. He returned in moments with a cupful of it and slapped it in Marilyn's face. She came to with a gasp, then lay there wincing as Todd prodded her in the ribs with his sharp toenails.
"See, she ain't dead," Todd said. "She's aching for a cock up her ass, and so's this other bitch." He set the electric dildo on a bench and picked up a rope. "Help me with her, Myers."
As Todd and Bobby went to work on Marilyn, the coach picked up the dildo and inspected it. The metal cylinder was wet with Marilyn's ass-juices and the musky female scent made him squeeze his cock.
"You ever buggered a bitch, Myers?" Todd said. He was yanking on Marilyn's blonde hair as he wrapped a rope around her neck. "You ever fucked ass?"
"Of course," Bobby said. His cock was rigid, and he was jerking on it. "I fuck Sissy's ass all the time."
At the mention of Sissy, the coach turned and slipped quietly away. He'd forgot all about Sissy, and it was time he checked up on her. As he passed through his office and through the office of the women coaches, he stroked the metal dildo. More of Marilyn's ass-juices rubbed off on his hand and he rubbed them on his cock. His cock throbbed. He stepped into the girls' locker room and found Sissy panting and squirming as she struggled to break free of her bonds.
"Coach!" the little freshman said. "Thank God you're here, Coach! Help me!"
The coach watched her. She was totally helpless, like a butterfly pinned to a collector's board. As he watched her struggle, he became more and more excited.
She wouldn't think twice of betraying him if it suited her, he told himself. She would say whatever Marilyn and Nada ordered her to say, would claim he raped her even if he'd never laid a hand on her, would claim he'd tied her down and whipped her even if he'd been the one to rescue her.
"Coach, help me!" she whined. "What're you waiting for?" The tone of her voice had turned nagging, bitchy, accusing.
They're all alike, he realized. All the girls he'd ever coached had a touch of Nada and Marilyn in them. They would eat him alive if it suited their needs, would take advantage of him and use him in any way necessary to get what they wanted. They would charm him with their smiles, would cajole him with their voices, would tempt him with their willowy young bodies.
"Coach?" Sissy said. She was looking at the metal dildo the coach fingered, couldn't help noticing the man's club like cock, which throbbed menacingly. "Please, Coach, help me?" Her voice no longer nagged. She sounded unsure of herself again, even frightened.
"Who's your boyfriend?" the coach said. "Bobby Myers?"
"Does he fuck you?"
She didn't know how to answer, was afraid to answer, wasn't sure what the coach wanted her to say. She was afraid that whatever she said, the truth or a lie, would be the wrong answer.
"Does he ever fuck your asshole?"
"No!" Sissy was shocked by the question. "Of course not!" She told the truth.
"Liar!" the coach said. "What I heard is that he fucks your ass all the time!"
"I'm not a liar! I'd never let him do that to me."
"Tell the truth," the coach said.
"I'm telling the truth," Sissy said, and she started to sob. "I'm telling the truth. Please untie me!"
The coach didn't believe her. He pictured Bobby fucking his stiff cock up Sissy's asshole as Sissy squealed like an excited little piglet. He pictured himself fucking her. His cock shot through with thrills and he knew Sissy needed to be punished for lying to him. It was about time he started showing all his girls, not just Marilyn and Nada, who was boss around here.
Sissy was still tied exactly as Marilyn and Nada had left her, on her back, stretched between benches, spread-tingled. Her pert little tits bounced up and down as she panted. The pink gash between her blonde pussy-lips gleamed with wetness, pulsated with each beat of her heart.
The coach got to his knees between her legs and lowered himself on top of her. As he rubbed himself against her incredibly smooth, incredibly soft young body, he worked his cock up her sizzling little cunt. She groaned as he sank his fuck-pole in her to the hilt. He stuffed his tongue in her mouth, tasting her sweetness.
Sissy felt herself being crushed under the bone and muscle of Coach Sterling. She felt his cock sliding inside her like a rattlesnake. His tongue licked her tonsils and she gagged. She was smothering, choking, helpless.
She couldn't believe this was happening to her. It was incredible enough, what Marilyn and Nada had done to her, but this was even more incredible. She'd always sensed the meanness and cruelty hiding behind the smiles of Marilyn and Nada, but she'd sensed only timidity and nervousness behind the self-conscious smile of the coach. He was a good coach, but none of the girls feared him. They only listened to him and respected him because of his reputation. Who would ever have guessed that mild mannered Coach Sterling was capable of rape!
Sissy's pink toes curled as the intense fuck sensations streamed through her loins and legs and belly. She'd never been fucked by a cock so large. Bobby's cock was like a middle finger compared to Coach Sterling's cock. Her body undulated, her hips rocking up and down to meet his thrusts. She gasped into his mouth. His cock-head punched in and out of her womb like a fist.
It no longer mattered to her that she was being raped. It no longer mattered to her that she was tied at the wrists and ankles, that she was stretched out helpless under the heaving, grunting man, that the cold, unmercifully hard concrete was grating at her shoulder blades and tailbone, that the skin of her back was being rubbed raw. Nothing mattered now except the feeling of the coach's big hard cock rubbing in and out of her cunt. The feelings in her loins made her writhe and moan, made her eyes roll and her pelvis grind. Her pleasure made her pain bearable.
Fuck me! she thought, though she didn't say it. Pound that cock in me, make me feel it! Oh Coach, fuck me!
The coach bore down, groaning as he plunged his cock in her cunt. Pussy-cream oozed from her cunt and trickled into her ass-crack. As he fucked her, her body tightened. She strained at the ropes spread-eagling her. Her clit swelled, turning to bone. She arched up, writhing madly, every cell of her body prickling.
"Oh! Oh God!" She shuddered as her loins exploded.
As she came, the coach fucked even harder. She shrieked, the sensations driving her crazy. If only she could wrap her arms and legs around the man! She gnawed viciously into his jaw, like biting on a stick of wood.
"Damn you!" the coach growled. He dug his fingers into her cheeks and, forced her to stop biting. Then he arched up, out of range of her teeth, and he fucked her until her orgasm had subsided and she would scream if he fucked her another stroke.
"Dirty little bitch!" he said, puffing his juice dripping cock out of her. "Who would have guessed what a dirty little bitch you are, Sissy Johnson!"
The coach touched his cock, then lifted his wet fingers to his lips and tasted her pussycream. A wave of dizziness passed through his head and a tremor passed through his cock. He looked down at the naked girl.
I can do whatever I want with her, he told himself. Anything! He had to keep reminding himself that he was in control, that Sissy – and Marilyn and Nada – were all his, if only for a night. It didn't matter what happened tomorrow, tonight these teenage bitches were his. He would use thorn however he wanted. He would take his pleasure in any way he wanted.
He untied Sissy and pulled her up on her hands and knees. She was unsteady, her arms and legs ready to fold like the limbs of a rag doll, so he bent her over a bench and tied a rope around her neck. The rope looked like a dog collar and leash. He kneeled behind her and spread apart her ass-cheeks.
"Rosy asshole," he mumbled, and he dipped his tongue in her hot ass-cleft and tasted her moist young pucker. It twitched against his tongue and made him crazy with excitement. He straightened up and drove his cock between her ass-cheeks.
Sissy tensed. She was coming to her senses again. As the man's burning cock-knob strained against her ass-pucker, she realized what was happening. He wanted to fuck her asshole!
"Please!" she whispered. "Please Coach, don't! You can't!"
The coach pulled on her leash, half choking her. "Like hell I can't!"
He pulled on the rope some more, until she'd arched her back. "You love it!" he said. "Don't go pretending you don't love it up the ass – I know better, bitch!"
"It hurts!" Sweat broke out on Sissy's face as the man's cock-head began to penetrate her virgin asshole. "Please, Coach!" Tears welled up in her eyes and she started to shake.
"Yeah, tight little bitch?" The coach forced her ass-cheeks farther apart. As he pressed his cock into the hot meat of her asshole, he rotated his hips. His cockknob disappeared inside her like a fist entering a mouth.
Sissy saw blackness, stars. She didn't pass out, though. As much as she wanted to, she didn't pass out. She couldn't bear the pain, and yet she would have to. She winced so hard she felt the skin on her face tearing.
The coach held her slim hips. With a screwing motion of his cock, he forced the rest of his cock into her. She was wet inside, on fire. She was so tight that be nearly shot off.
"Oh bitch!" he said, holding himself still as his entire cock throbbed in the girl's seething, pulsating asshole. Ho stared down at the base of his cock, unable to believe he was really inside her. How could she take it!
Sissy sniveled, trembling. It felt as if an arm had been rammed up her ass. If he didn't move, she could bear it. If he moved, her ass-pucker would split with a thousand fissures and her pelvis would splitting in half. How she could still be alive, she didn't know [missing text].
The coach pulled the leash tight, forcing her to arch her neck and back even more. As she choked from the pressure on her windpipe, he eased his cock out a few inches, then backed it back in. Whether it was the pain of getting buggered that did it, or the force of the rope against her windpipe, Sissy didn't know, but she saw the darkness coming again, and this time it overwhelmed her. She felt nothing.
Coach Sterling didn't realize Sissy had blacked out. He kept her leash tight as he worked his cock in and out with longer and longer strokes. His eyes were on his slick cock as it moved in and out encircled by her elastic pink asspucker. The musky aroma of her sweet girl-ass made him woozy, crazy. Her whole clutched rhythmically around his cock as he plunged in.
He gripped her ass and rammed, his entire cock fucking in with each thrust. Her asshole wasn't as juicy as her cunt, but it was juicy enough, and his cock made squishing noises inside her.
Sissy came to with a gasp. She found herself staring at the dusty gray pipes on the ceiling of the locker room, found her neck and back arched, found her belly pressed to a locker room bench and her ass turned up. At first she thought she was shitting, emptying her bowels nonstop. Then she felt the hard loins jolting her ass and remembered what was happening. She was getting fucked, up the ass, by the coach. His cock was like an arm-sized turd sliding out of her, then sliding back in. Incredibly, the pain she had felt before was gone! Incredibly, what she felt now was pleasure – pleasure from getting fucked up the ass! Only pleasure.
"You love it!" the coach growled, humping like a dog, pounding his cock in her guts. "Admit it, you love it!"
She choked.
"Admit it!" The coach gave her a hard crack across the ass with the free end of the rope.
"Yes," she managed to grunt, and he laughed.
"Fuck that cock, bitch, fuck it!" He whipped her ass a few more cracks, then gave her three cracks on the back.
Sissy howled, tears gushing from her eyes, her back and ass on fire. Strangely though, the pain she felt wasn't as bad as her howling made it look. In fact, the fiery pain lasted no more than a few seconds before a delicious glow of warmth spread through her flesh. The man's cock in her asshole made her whole body warm and tingly, and the pain of her whipping was transformed into pleasure.
"Fuck me!" she grunted, grinding berets. The words came out spontaneously, without intending to say them. "Fuck meeeee!"
The coach slapped her ass. "Dirty little bitch! Dirty little slut! You fuck me!"
He pulled her back off the bench and kept his cock stuck inside he as he lay back flat on the floor. He pushed her to a sitting position, and she found herself upright and straddling his loins, her asshole sunk on his cock as if she were impaled on a fence post. He jerked her leash.
"Ride it! Slide that sexy little ass up and down my horny cock!"
She felt sexy. As she rode the man's cock, her asshole devouring it again and again, she played with her tits with one hand and with her clit with the other. The fuck-juices bubbled out of her pussy and dripped on the man's spunk-swollen balls. She had never seen such huge balls. She reached down and rubbed her fuck-juices into his hairy balls moaning with the coach as his cock pulsated inside her.
"Turn around," he said, pulling on her leash. "Don't get off, just turn around."
His cock stuck in her to the hilt, she swiveled around until she was facing him. He reached up and pinched her tits.
"Ouch!" she said, and he pinched them again, this time harder. Her cunt and asshole contracted fiercely.
"Ride my cock!" he said, and she obeyed before he pinched her tits again. Her tits flapped as she bounced up and down.
He grabbed her right leg and pulled her right foot to his face. He stuffed her toes in his mouth and sucked on them as she continued to slide the hot sheath of her asshole up and down his cock. She braced her left hand behind her on his thigh. With her right hand she played with her pussy and clit. The man's hot lips and tongue on her toes sent fuck-sensations pulsing through her right leg. He reached up and squeezed her tits as he continued to suck her toes. She rolled her clit between her fingers and felt her spasms beginning. At the same time, his cock began to flex wildly inside her.
The man's eyes turned glassy and rolled back. He chewed into her toes, sucked them hard, drove his loins upward. His cock swelled, splitting-hard, shuddering. He groaned deliriously as his jism splashed in her guts. Sissy's asshole gripped like a fist.
"Coming!" she gasped, shaking from head to toes. "Oh God!"
She would have toppled off the man if ha hadn't steadied her by yanking on the leash. Sin swayed dizzily as the itchy, throbbing pleasure shot through her, as the hot cum drilled her whole, as the coach and enormous cock shuddered and flexed inside her.
"Ohhhh baby!" the coach moaned, slobbering all over her toes and foot. His loins bucked, knifing his ejaculating cock inside her. She squealed, in heaven.
The moment his cock stopped pulsing with pleasure, the coach toppled her off him. She was still coming, and she squeezed her hands between her legs, clutching at her pussy. Her whole was still open, leaking fresh jizz. The coach looked around, found the electrified dildo and pushed one end of it up her whole before she knew what was happening. Immediately, he pressed the button on the dildo's switchbox.
Sissy's body jerked, stiffened. Her arms and legs shook. Her eyes bulged and she let out a high-pitched gasp. She was stunned. Her loins contracted, and her orgasm, which had been subsiding, renewed itself with full intensity. She moaned, clutching her pussy, writhing as fresh spasms tortured her.
The coach watched in a daze of fascination and excitement as the young girl experienced another orgasm. He watched her nipples swell, turn purplish, nearly burst. He watched her toes claw air, watched her body jerk, watched her asshole suck at the metal cylinder stuck inside it. She writhed like a worm for a quarter of a minute before her moaning quieted and her violent jerking began to subside. Before she could rein, though, the coach pressed the button again.
Sissy whimpered, out of her mind as yet another round of spasms gnawed through her loins. Her body jerked as if with an epileptic seizure. Her sensations were so intense that they hurt. If they went on much longer, she knew they'd kill her. Babbling idiotically, she squirmed and humped and tore at her crotch.
The coach grabbed her, forced onto her back, jack-knifed her legs and bore down on her. The dildo was still up her asshole as he drove her knees to her shoulders and forced his cock up her contracting cunt. She sank her fingernails into his back, her teeth into his jaw. His cock plunged in and out of her, as hard as the steel dildo stuck in her asshole.
"Fuck you!" he grunted, ramming, grinding. "Fuck you!"
Sissy thought she'd sweat blood. Her fuckmeat was so sensitive it felt as if it were being raked with red-hot talons. Waves of blackness passed through her mind and she prayed she would pass out again. She couldn't bear any more fucking.
The coach reached for the switchbox and pressed the button. Electricity shot up Sissy's asshole. Electricity flooded her loins and shot all the way to her tightly curled toes. She screamed as yet another orgasm began in her loins and spread to every cell of her body. The coach pressed the button one more time and ejaculated as the electricity shot not only through Sissy, but through his cock as well.
Despite the orgasmic current pulsing nonstop throng her body, Sissy could feel the man's cock vibrating and shooting off in her pussy. He emptied his balls with several rapid spurts but kept sliding his cock inside her until he'd milked out every twinge of pleasure. As his cock softened, he relaxed on her with his full weight, crushing her.
She didn't mind being crushed. Now that she'd finally stopped coming, being crushed was a kind of relief. She prayed he wouldn't press that button again. Another orgasm right now would surely be the end of her.