"Wake up, Barbie," Gary said cheerfully, rubbing his cock all over Barbie's pretty soft face. "Time to wake up, little slut."
A stream of piss burst from his cock and splashed over Barbie's face. Gary guided the stream of his piss so that it poured between her parted lips and shot piss up her quivering nostrils. Barbie came awake choking and coughing, and as her eyes fluttered open, Gary aimed his stream of piss at them, making her cry out in anguish as her eyes filled with stinging pain.
"Rise and shine, toilet-bitch!" Gary shouted, waving his cock back and forth, soaking Barbie's beautiful bruised face in his stinking piss. After her lovely features were drenched he stuffed his cock between her lips and pissed straight down her throat. "Wake up, you dirty little cunt. It's time you started training for your fucking job."
Barbie spluttered on Gary's piss, trying desperately to swallow it but not able to keep up with the firehose blast that flooded her throat and filled her mouth. Piss poured back out over her face, soaking her even more thoroughly in waste. Piss shot out of her nose as she choked on the stinking liquid. And she swallowed huge gulps of the noxious broth. She was surprised at how welcome the rush of piss was, at how her dehydrated, exhausted body craved any drop of moisture it could get, no matter where it came from.
It wasn't until Gary squirted the last of his piss onto her tongue and made her lick his cock clean that Barbie had a chance to see where she was. When she realized the new position the boys had her bound in she began to cry. She wasn't sure what they were going to do to her, but the way they had her strung up now she would be vulnerable to any kind of torture that came to their minds.
Barbie was strung up in a chair that was constructed of leather straps. One strap tightly circled each knee, pulling them high and wide apart. Straps tightly cross her shoulders, each one circling under the arms on the other side to make her body more, stable. A thin strap tightly circled her middle in a noose and connected to the ceiling with the others. The five straps were what held Barbie bound, what held in the air. And they left every luscious inch of her tortured young body available to all three evil cadets.
Her cunt and ass were spread wide by the position of her knees. Her long, lean torso was stretched and left bare by the thin strap that circled her waist. And the straps that crossed beneath her arms tilted her enough so that her whipped-stripped back was still positioned for more abuse. She was only inches above the floor now, but she could the simple pulley that controlled the straps, and knew the boys could pull her as high into the air as they desired.
"I can't take any more!" she cried in a very small trembling voice. "You know you can do whatever you want to me! I'm a slut, just like you said! Won't you please give me a break now? You'll be able to do whatever you want to me, whenever you want! You know I won't be able to say no! But I hurt, so bad and I'm so tired! I'm hungry and thirsty and and I need a bath! I'm so dirty! If you fuck me to death now I'll be ruined and you won't be able to have anymore fun with me!"
"So what?" Gary asked cruelly. "There are plenty more sluts where you came from. And sluts with bigger tits, too. What's the problem, Barbie-bitch, didn't you drink enough cum when you were little?"
Barbie stopped pleading and stared up at Gary with passive, accepting eyes. She didn't even cry at the humiliating things he was sating to her. She was past tears now, they had fucked the life out of her, tortured her until her spirit had broken, the last brutal fucking hanging from the ceiling by her thumbs had pushed her as far into the muck as she could go.
Gary smiled thinly, slapping his huge fat cock down across her passive face. He knew what Barbie was thinking. He also knew how wrong she was. Barbie hadn't begun to scream and cry yet. They had been going easy on her until now.
Pat picked up a cigarette lighter and lit it. Barbie's eyes went wide as the flame sparked and fluttered. Dave produced a bundle of long, sharp pins with large silver balled head from behind his back and smiled at the bound, helpless beauty. It wasn't until Pat touched the lighter's flame to her pussy-hair that the tortured cheerleader realized she could still be made to scream.
"No, no, no, no don't dear God don't! No, no, no Pat no, no!!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs unable to get the words out fast enough in her desperate attempt to make Pat pull the flame away from her tender cunt. The flame was causing her pussy-hair to crackle and sizzle.
Dave stuck one of the pins into the shuddering flat plane of her belly. He caught the lip of her navel and pushed the pin right through it. He pierced her flesh no more then an inch, but it was awful, the sight of the pin sticking up out of her body made it even worse. Barbie writhed madly against the straps of leather that held her dangling from the ceiling.
Pat brush the flame from the lighter no more then a quarter of an inch from the fluttering lips of Barbie's cunt. The sexy cheerleader bucked and shuddered in terror and pain, unable to believe the cruelty of what the boys were doing to her. She had thought she had seen the limits of suffering and degradation, but she'd been very wrong. Suddenly she felt very naive to have believed that she was broken beyond caring. Gary and the other would always have some new outrage cruelty to commit on her helpless, sexy body.
"Kiss my cock, Barbie-slut," Gary said, slapping her wide eye, pain-twisted face. "Give it a big wet kiss. Plant those cocksucking lips on my big cock and show how much you love it."
Barbie stared up blankly at Gary, barely comprehending the words he was speaking. After a moment she kissed the underside of Gary's cock just behind the bulge of his prick-head. Her lips parted, her tongue teased out to play over Gary's heated fuck-flesh.
Pat set her cunt-hair on fire, sizzling so much at once that a flame erupted over Barbie's crotch. He patted it out before she was burned, but the flash fire had reduced her silky cunt-hair to burnt stubble. Pat played the flame a quarter inch from the tendons that lined her inner thighs watching the muscles jump with involuntary contractions.
Dave plunged a pin deep into the muscle of Barbie's right thigh, then screwed the pin around until a drop of bright red blood oozed out to streak over her silky skin. He plunged another pin into her leg just above her kneecap, a third up into the soft pillow of flesh where her thigh met the curve of her ass. A forth went high on her hip. Dave methodically tortured her right leg with the long, sharp pins.
Barbie stared at Gary's huge, stiffened cock, not wanting to see what Pat and Dave were doing to her helpless young body. But Gary wanted her to see, so he twisted her hair, forcing her to watch the tormenting of her supple, young body by Pat and Dave as she as she kissed and licked Gary's fat prick.
Her leg was dotted with pins. The bright colorful heads looked so cheerful that Barbie was almost hypnotized by them. At less twenty of them poked into the soft flesh of her right thigh. There was twenty more sticking into her calf. As she watched, Dave stabbed one into the super-sensitive flesh just behind her knee. Before her scream died away he had lunged in two more.
Pat was running the flame up and down the crack of her ass. Every few moments he would jerk his hand upward to splash the flame right against her tender asshole. Where, he let the flame dance against the reamed out pucker of her asshole. Barbie howled like a banshee and jerked around like a mad woman, but she couldn't escape the searing pain the flame was causing her.
She kissed her way up and down Gary's thick prick-stalk, trying to please him so much that he would make Pat and Dave to stop torturing her. The hope seemed foolishly faint, but it was the only one Barbie had left. She slithered her tongue all over his wrist-thick prick, lathering the fleshy pole with her spit and then lovingly sponging it away. She even pressed the big cock between her lips and pumped on it, slurping up the silvery drops of pre-cum that would ooze from the cock-head.
"That's it, whore," Gary said, twisting his hand even tighter in her hair and jerking her from side to side. "You're starting to learn, aren't you slut? That's right, stick your slutty little tongue right in my piss-slit."
Barbie, fucked the very tip of her tongue into his piss-slit, and then, when he told her to suck the fat cock between her lips and bob her head up and down, she did that too. At the angle she was hanging it hurt terribly to take the full length of Gary's cock down the narrow tunnel of her throat, but after a dozen tries she managed it. It made her gag constantly and rubbed her tender throat raw.
Barbie sexy cheeks hollowed as she applied suction to the pistoning prick, and she squirmed, her tongue all over the fat rod as it pushed back and forth through the warm wetness of her mouth.
"Oh!" Barbie squeaked around the thick cock as Pat plunged a finger into her cunt. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Pat fucked the full length of his finger roughly into Barbie's pussy. He scratched at the sensitive inner walls of her pussy and ground his hand against her whip-tattered cunt-lips. At the same time he was waving the flame of the lighter across her asscheeks, making the creamy flesh glow a bright pink. He smiled when the first trace of fresh pussy-cream coated his pistoning finger. On the next stroke he pushed another finger into her pussy.
Dave was plunging one pin after another into the rosy pink, burned cheeks of Barbie's ass. The beautiful cheerleader ass tensed hard as a rock with each new pin Dave stuck into the silky cheeks, but they couldn't clench tight enough to keep the pins from spearing into her vulnerable flesh. Barbie tried to jerk away from the pins that were filling her sweet, meaty globes, but that only ground her pussy more violently into the finger Pat was sticking up inside her. Which was causing her treacherous cunt to begin to betray her once again. Even now, being tortured with pins and a open flame and fingers plunging into one of her fuck-holes while she suck on a huge, meaty stock of flesh with another fuck-hole. Her pussy was starting to quiver and leak pussy cream.
Gary fed her his cock, pushing it pass her stretched lips through the warm, welcoming cavity of her mouth, not stopping until he was clogging the tiny, sore tunnel of her throat. Barbie did her best to suck him, letting her mouth fill with spit and then swishing it over the thrusting prick. But he was fucking her throat too fast and hard now for her to apply much suction to the fat rod. The best she could was squirm her lips around the fleshy rod as it speared through them.
Suddenly Dave thrust a pin into the ring of her asshole. Barbie cried out around Gary's huge cock, which sent a rippling wave of pure delight to race through Gary. Barbie jerked her hips wildly from side to side in a wild effort to dislodge the awful metal pin. Pat took the opportunity to slip a third finger into her swollen, squirming cunt. Dave pushed ten more pins into her bright red shitter, outlining her gapping asshole with the long, sharp pins.
"Stop now!" she gasped as Gary pulled his spit-soaked cock from her bruised lips. "You're going too far! Too far!"
"We're just barely started Barbie-slut," Pat said, drawing his fingers out of her cunt, curling his hand into a cone. "Shit, there are things we're going to do to you that you haven't even imagined yet!"
"Nooooooo!!!! God no!!!" Barbie screamed as Pat slammed his cone hand into Barbie's tattered pussy. He relentlessly rammed his hand up her snatch. As his hand popped completely into Barbie's twat Pat curled his coned fingers into a fist.
Barbie thrashed and bucked like a wild bronco, her mouth slammed closed and her pearly white teeth chattered together. Her juice-slick cunt-lips began to stretch and tear under the inhuman pressure as Pat's fist bored deeper into her fuck-hole.
"Noooo! Nooo!!" Barbie screamed, suddenly her cunt exploded with a powerful orgasm. "Aaarrrgggeeee! Ohhhh! Fuckkk! Go ahead and do it! Do it all, you bastards! Stick me with pins! Set me on fire! Fuck me with your arm! Do everything!"
"We will, Barbie-slut," Gary chuckled. "Now lick my balls."
Barbie moaned with passion and disgust as Gary draped his sweaty ball over her moist, parted lips. She kissed the hairy, crinkled flesh, letting her tongue play out over the deep dirty creases. Gary angled his cock against Barbie's forehead while her tongue flapped over his sweaty, dirty ball-sac.
Pat wave the lighter over every tender nook and cranny of Barbie's sleek young body. The flame splashed against her armpits and into the hollows behind her knees. He teased the lighter up the center of he back, touched it to the soles of her feet and the palms of her hands. He even played the flame over Barbie's face, making her cry out it terror.
Dave was turning her left leg into the same type of pincushion that her right already was. He drove the pins into her hip, thigh and calf. He even stuck pins into her big toe, making her howl pitifully, then without warning he abandoned her leg and stuck a pin right through the tautly stretched, swollen pussy-lips of her cunt.
"No not there!" Barbie shrieked. "Not there! Oh please, please, please, not there!"
"There," Pat said mockingly, as Dave speared her clit with one of the horrid, long pin. Starbursts exploded behind Barbie's eyes, as another mammoth orgasm roared through the cheerleader young body. As, Pat pistoned his fist back and forth in her tattered little cunt, Dave speared Barbie's clit several more times and place a rubber cap over the pointed end that was sticking out of her clit.
Dave spiked one pin after another through her quivering clit, then move back to her torn cunt-lips, capping each protruding tip with a rubber tip so that the pins wouldn't poke Pat's forearm as he reamed out her twat with his fist. He also pushed pins into her shaking, jerking inner thighs. He ground pin after pin into the long crevice that stretched from the end of her pussy-slit throughout her ass-crack up to her tailbone.
Throughout Dave's pin insertion Pat was driving his fist into Barbie's tattered cunt. His fist filled Barbie's cunt. When he shoved his fist in so that half of his forearm was buried up inside her, the tiny pocket stretched in ways it had never been meant to stretch.
"Ohhhhhh!" Barbie moaned through the ball-sac muffler Gary was dragging over her lips. Her big brown eyes crossed from the unbearable pressure Pat was applying inside her slender body. "Enough! Enough! Pat, enough, enough! Enough!"
Pat just smiled and fuck his arm inside her. His fist banged against her cervix. His face twisted with effort of fucking his fist into her pussy. He could feel her cunt tearing. Barbie's cunt was pumping gallons of pussy-cream out in a desperate defense against the savage beating it was taking.
"Look at this," Pat said proudly, slamming his fist into her cunt. "Look at the way the trashy whore is swallowing my arm."
Pat fucked his arm into her faster and harder. Finally he popped his arm all the way to the elbow, and Barbie whined in agony.
Her legs flopped and shuddered, they spread wider by the giant intrusion of Pat's, forearm then by the leather straps that held her airborne. Her flat stomach bulged with the unnatural invasion. Each time Pat slammed his fist inside her, Barbie's tiny little tummy would puff up as though she was pregnant. Each time he pulled his fist back to the entrance of her ravaged cunt the bulge would collapse, and be suck inward from the suction the extremely tight arm caused. The three boys laugh at the sight of Pat's fist was making her stomach bulge. They laugh even harder as Pat began to angle his blows so that the outline of his fist would be even more clearly formed through her taunt bulging tummy.
Dave lined her silky flanks with pins, driving them deep and twisting them to draw little beads of blood with each and every pin, to get more of a reaction from the screaming girl. He drew a line of pins from her hips to under her arms. Then the trail of pins flowed down her arms and fingers. He stuck pins through the soft webbing between each finger, the as an after thought, he did the same thing between each of her toes. The pain was awful, and combined with the agony of the fist fucking it was unbearable. Barbie cried bitterly, as she licked Gary's balls.
"Suck them," Gary said. "Suck them good, Barbie slut, and I might keep Dave and his nasty pins away from your slutty little face."
"Well maybe if the slutty, pain-loving bitch does a really good job of it, I'll think about it," Dave said dotting her bulging tummy around the outline of Pat's fist with the long sharp pins.
Barbie opened her mouth as wide as she could, and let one of Gary's egg size balls slipped between her lips. The single ball nearly filled her mouth, and she and to stretch her lips painfully and suck hard to get the other egg size ball into her spit filled cavity. With both of Gary's egg size balls in he mouth, Barbie's beautiful face was distorted, her pretty cheeks puffed out grotesquely.
"That's it Barbie-slut, wash them off good." Gary rubbed his dripping cock across her forehead, leaving trails of pre-cum all over her. "Shit Eastport got a whole squad of fucking cheerleaders. They'll never miss one. And you're ours, now, you know that, don't you, you sleazy pain-loving cheerleading-whore?"
Barbie nodded her head up and down. Tears and spit staining her shit soiled cheeks. At Gary's words her cunt contracted like a vice around Pat's punishing forearm. A burning, agonizing orgasm gripped her sleek, helpless body, so powerful and painful that it almost made her pass out, so unexpected that Barbie couldn't stop her moans of pleasure and slow, sensual grinding of her hips against Pat's beating fist.
Barbie ears were already pierced, and had a lovely set of earrings in them, but Dave pierced each lobe a dozen more times with his pins, for good measure, driving pins completely through the fragile flaps of flesh. He grabbed another large box of pins before he started on Barbie's tits. When he stuck the first pin deep into the upthrust welted mound of her right tit Barbie climaxed again.
"Not my tits!" she groaned pitifully as Gary pulled his spit-dripping balls from her widespread mouth. "Not my tits! They hurt already! They really do! Dave, you already hurt my tits really bad! Please don't hurt them anymore!"
"I thought you'd learned not to whine so fucking much," Pat said in disgust. He lit the lighter again and touched the flickering flame to Barbie's perky mounds of her tits. "Maybe we should all hurt these sorry-ass tiny tits."
Gary pulled Barbie's head up by a fistful of hair, making her watch the double torture of her firm young tits. The enslaved beauty screamed and thrashed and orgasmic ripples shot through young body as Pat toasted her nipples with his cigarette lighter. He never dipped the flame close enough to burn her badly, but by the time he stopped waving the flame over her flesh the skin of her swollen, silky tits were shining a bright pink.
And all the time Pat was burning her, Dave was turning the perky mounds into twin pincushions. Barbie whimpered, crying at the obscene, degrading spectacle of a hundred shiny pinheads sticking out from her lovely welted pink tits. It was hard to decide which was worse, the pain of the attack or the humiliation of having to watch helplessly while it was taking place. Gary made sure that she kept her eyes open for every moment of the outrageous assault. Pulling her eyelashes open and pinching her lips and cheeks every time her eyes fluttered shut.
Dave saved the best for last. After Pat hat stopped toasting her nipples and had gone back to fist fucking Barbie in earnest, Dave pulled a pair of long, thick netting like needles from the wall of torture tools. Barbie watched with wide eyes as he held the needles up for inspection. She knew what he was going to do with them, but she tried to convince herself that she was wrong.