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CHAPTER EIGHT

"What are you doing to do with those?" Gina asked, looking at the glinting jaws of the pliers.

"Why, baby, I thought you knew," Derek grinned. "I'm gonna pinch you on the ass with them while I fuck your asshole."

Just the thought of those metal jaws clamping into her flesh while he banged into her asshole with his monstrous cock was enough to cause a shiver of terror to shake Gina's body.

She struggled against the ropes at her wrists and ankles, but was rewarded only with increased pressure. The hemp stung her skin.

While she writhed, Derek moved the pliers over her back, giving her the feel of the metal. Finally, he let the closed jaws move to the crack of her ass. Slowly, he pushed the end of the pliers into the bud of her asshole.

"Don't!" Gina screamed out, feeling the jaws probe further inside her asshole. When he opened the pliers slightly, stretching her asshole painfully, she crushed the side of her head against her right shoulder, trying to block out the agony. "God… please… I'll do anything… don't…"

Derek moved the pliers in and out of her ass for a few moments, then withdrew them. He then positioned himself behind her and pushed her legs down against the backs of her thighs. He spread her ass cheeks with both hands and inched his cock forward.

"You like a good ass-fucking?" he asked, jabbing the end of his cock into the crack of her ass.

"Not… this way," Gina answered honestly. What sort of torture was in store for her? "Can't you just fuck me easy… this once?" she pleaded.

"Not a chance," the man said, shoving in about three inches of his rock-hard prick. As his cock squeezed into her asshole, he gave a slight, choking grunt. "Christ… are you perfect all over?" he asked. "Shit… this ass of yours is like a sweet pussy."

Although Gina loved the feel of his cock entering her ass, just knowing what was going to happen later kept her from enjoying it fully. Her body was tense, expecting a horrible stab of pain.

She hadn't long to wait.

After Derek shoved the rest of his prick inside her asshole, he moved the pliers over her rounded ass cheeks. Slowly, he spread the serrated jaws of the pliers and nipped at her flesh. He didn't do it hard at first, merely teased her.

For Gina, however, the touch was like a slap. She froze, her imagined pain worse then anything real. She exhaled loudly, her scream a rattle in the back of her throat.

"God… please," she begged, biting her lower lip.

Watching her writhe only increased the man's lust. He opened the jaws of the pliers and stretched them wide across her ass. Slowly, he took a bunch of soft flesh between the jaws and pressed the handles. He watched with sadistic satisfaction as the skin turned white, then a dark red.

"Ohhhhh!" Gina screamed out. Her body was flaming with agony. She tried to jerk away, but when she did, she felt the jaws tear at her flesh. "Hurts… God, it's killing me."

When she felt him loosen the grip on the handles, the flood of relief was like pleasure. She inhaled deeply and then gave a sigh. It was short-lived, however, for another stab of pain seared into her body.

"Scream, baby," Derek said, his voice both cold and lustful at the same time. "Screw me and scream."

Another pinch, another jolt of raw agony.

"Aieeeeee!" she shrieked.

"Tell you what, you little whore," Derek panted, leaning down and crushing her beneath his hulking frame. "You fuck me real good. And, baby, I mean real fucking good, and I'll slow down on the pliers bit."

"Wha… what do you want me to do?" Gina asked. Christ, anything!

"Just move this sweet ass. Fuck on my cock like it's the last one in the world," he said. "Think you can do that for me?"

Gina didn't need a single word of encouragement. She would have gladly started flapping her arms and tried to fly to the moon to stop that agony.

She began working her ass as hard as she could, banging back and forth, grinding.

"The inside… too," Derek said, squeezing another mound of flesh between the pliers jaws.

"Inside?" Gina panted, not understanding.

"Yeah, work on my prick with those little asshole muscles. Swallow down on my cock," Derek instructed.

Gina tightened her muscles, then relaxed them. As she did, his prick slid fully into her asshole. Again she tightened them, held his cock inside, then made a movement like she was shitting. His cock slowly eased out. She flexed her asshole as tightly as possible and pulled his cock back inside.

"Hey, that's the trick," Derek grunted. "Just fucking fine… like that whore mouth of yours."

Gina continued working on his cock until she fell limp with exhaustion. Sweat beaded her forehead and upper lip. But when she stopped, he again jabbed her with the pliers.

"Keep it up, you cocksucker," he said. "I… I've never had an ass-fucking when the girl did all the work. Until now, that is."

Gina gave it her all, and more, it seemed. The pain at her wrists and ankles where the ropes cut into her flesh was pleasure compared to what her asshole felt like. Raw and aching, totally exhausted, she gave her last ounce of strength, molding her asshole around his throbbing prick.

"Sweet God, that's sweet," Derek grunted. "But… but it's so good, I think I'll do a little work now."

Gina could have kissed him when she heard the clink of the pliers as they tell to the floor beside the mattress. At least for a few moments she wouldn't have to endure that horror any longer.

Derek spread her thighs like a wishbone and began pounding savagely into her asshole. As his full weight crashed down, he dug his fingers into the cheeks of her ass, kneading over the welts the pliers had made.

"Ohhhh, this is more like it," Gina whimpered. All pain left her, replaced with waves of growing ecstasy. "Mmmm, fuck me with that big cock, you mean bastard…"

As his cock plunged in and out of her tight asshole, she tried to make some sense of what was going on. God, yesterday seemed a million years away. What had happened this evening? Raped and abused by two men, and now this animal. Being tied up and forced to suck a cock was one thing, but, having her ass jabbed with those pliers?

What was pain, but memory? She would never forget those pliers. Would that mean she would be in pain forever?

They had sent chills of agony up her spine. They were hard and savage, like tiny teeth.

Like his teeth would feel, she thought. Biting and tearing…

"Do it… do it again," she said.

"Hmmmm?" Derek grunted, then paused. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, letting the bottom of his teeth scrape over her trembling flesh. "Do… what baby? Fuck you some more? That's what I'm doing."

"No… the pliers," Gina said. "Bite me with them… all over… and fuck me make it good… make it hurt…"

Although she knew she was begging for it, a part of her knew she was being a fool. If he'd done that without her asking, God, what would he do when she begged for it like this?

Somehow, she didn't care.

Derek picked up the pliers and ran the cool metal over her back, gently nipping the jaws at her flesh. He didn't do it hard, but from the way she began bouncing around, it was like she was on fire.

"Christ… you are one hot little cunt, aren't you?" he grunted. "You can fucking take anything I can dish out."

"Anything," Gina moaned. "Just screw me… the pliers… everything, YOU sonofabitch!"

While he plunged in and out of her asshole wildly, he moved the pliers under her body and took her right nipple between the serrated jaws. Slowly, he clamped them closed.

"Godddd!" Gina screamed, her back arching so violently she thought her spine would snap. The combination of pain and pleasure was good – too good. An enormous convulsion rocked her insides, spitting a climax through her fluttering cunt lips. She gave another scream that soon turned into a silent yell of total, pure, raw release.

The force of her climax caused her ass muscles to lock vigorously around Derek's cock, trapping his cock inside for a second. It took a great effort to pull his cock back out, and when he did, his balls burst with his cumload. He hammered his prick violently forward, crushing in the first of his exploding wads of jism.

"Unhhhh!" he cried out, his face turning ashen with pleasure. "Screw it you filthy, Goddamned whore!"

Gina thought when her climax peaked it couldn't possibly get any better, any more intense. When she felt the splattering globs of molten, milky cum from his bursting cockhead, however, her orgasm swept further upward, drilling into her brain.

"Ohhhh… fuckkkk!" she screamed, as pleasure bordered pain, grossed over, melted back.

"All of it… you motherfucking cunt," Derek groaned, pumping in more wads of gism.

Their bodies locked together as if they were sharing the same orgasm, their flesh smacking noisily, their grunts echoing.

Each time Gina's orgasm subsided slightly, Derek would move the pliers around her tits, squeezing first one nipple, then the other. He even moved to her pussy, took her clit between the jaws and squeezed the handles closed.

When that happened, Gina flinched, then went limp. Her body was spent, unable to respond any longer to the convulsions of pleasure.

She could only lie there, feel the last of his jism boil into her asshole, feel his cock pulsate, stretching her ass violently.

"Ohhhh… shit, that's… it," the man said finally, grinding in the last glob. He crushed his weight against her body, then bit down on the back of her neck. "Screw… my cock… baby."

They lay like that for several long moments, hardly moving. Finally, Derek pulled away and lay on his back, his chest still heaving. His eyes were glazed with pleasure.

"Christ… what a fuck," he groaned. "It… hurt…"

"Mmmmm, yes," Gina murmured. "Hurt… so good."

A few moments later, Derek half-sat and threw his right leg over Gina's shoulder.

"It's break time again," he said, grinning. "Suck on my cock, baby."

"Mmmmm, sure," Gina whispered, her eyes on the half-hard slab of thick cockmeat. "But if you untie me, I'll really make it good."

"You won't run away?" Derek asked.

"Not until I've finished," she giggled. "And, with so much hard cock, I might be here for days."

The man gave her a long look, then did as she asked, removing the ropes from her bruised flesh. When she was free, he lay back down on the mattress and spread his legs.

"OK, this had better be good," he said. "I usually don't do anything the lady asks."

"I'm impressed," Gina said sarcastically. A plan was forming in her mind, but she had to watch herself. One wrong move and it would be curtains. "I… I mean, thanks," she said humbly.

She let her eyes move over his naked body and was again taken with the rough features, the hard muscles. The sight of him caused her pussy to bubble, with pleasure.

"Mmmmm, I'm gonna suck you all over, you big bastard," she said, her voice thick with lust. "Your big cock… your feet, your asshole."

"Hey, that's all right. Get after it," the man said, placing his hands to his sides.

Gina began a slow assault with her warm, searching mouth, first covering the hollow of his throat with soft kisses. She then moved her lips across his shoulders, down his arms. Taking each finger into her mouth, she lapped up and down with her pursed lips, sucking them like they were tiny cocks.

"Wow… baby… that's nice," Derek whispered, his eyes closed with pleasure.

"Let me show you something else very nice," Gina said, her heart thundering. She reached to one side and grabbed a long length of rope. Carefully, she began sliding the hemp over his wrists as she held his hands together. "Like this?" she asked, her eyes on his face, testing his reaction.

"Anything, baby… just don't stop," the man said, obviously unaware of what she was doing.

While Gina licked on his fingers and ran her tongue over the inside of his elbow, she wrapped the rope around his wrists. Still holding his hands together, she quickly gobbled down on his cock.

"Ahhh… shit!" Derek grunted, his fingers grasping the ropes about his wrists.

While Gina sucked up and down his rigid cock, she got another piece of rope and slipped it under his legs. Carefully, she pulled it over his ankles, paused, then wrapped the length around again.

"Suck… bitch… suck me good," Derek whispered, still unaware that anything unusual was going on. Sensations flooded his body, all of them nice. The grit on the mattress, the softness of her nipples as they slipped over the tops of his thighs, her mouth, her tongue, even the ropes that were around his wrists and…

When Gina felt him flinch from his relaxed position, she knew he realized what she was doing. Acting quickly, she grabbed the end of the rope at his wrist, and the other one at his ankles and pulled them as hard as she could. In the split-second he was helpless, she sprang to one side and picked up a wooden mallet she had seen earlier. She popped him on the side of the head as hard as she could.

"Unhhhh," Derek gasped, then fell limp.

"OK, you sonofabitch," Gina gasped, feeling powerful, "it's your fucking turn."

She knew she hadn't hit him hard enough to knock him out, only stun him. She had to work fast. She knotted the ropes at his wrists, then ran the rope around his body, pulling as much slack out as she could. She then wrapped his legs and attached the two ends together just under his cock and balls.

Would it hold?

There was the possibility she had underestimated his strength, his rage. When he came to, what would happen?

She stood and took a few steps away from his body. She then reached down and picked up her clothing in her hands, just in case. She could run out the door stark naked, if necessary, and get to her car.

"What… the fuck!" Derek grunted, shaking his head. His face contorted with fury, turned a mottled purple. "You bitch!" he spat, trying to get to his feet. He fell with a plop on the hard floor, cracking the side of his head. "Ouch!" he said, wincing.

Gina studied him carefully to make sure he couldn't get loose, and when she was satisfied that her work had held, she dropped her clothes and walked over. She looked down at him with a grin on her face, then kicked him in the mouth with her bare foot.

They both gasped out, but it hurt Gina more than it did Derek. He sensed that and laughed.

"Go ahead and laugh, you little animal," Gina said, more angry with herself than with him. She then shot a look to where the whip lay. "Now… it's my turn, you motherfucker," she said, her tits heaving with pleasure.

"Wha…"

"In your own words, I'm gonna make you stream," she said, picking up the whip.

"You fucking touch me with that and…"

Whatever it was he was going to say was never heard because his words became a shriek of pain.

Beginner's luck had caused the whip to lash through the air and hit him about a quarter of an inch below his balls.

"Ohhhh… let's see bow close I can get," she said, drunk with power.

"Don't!" Derek said, his face white with fear. "You'll pop my nuts off!"

"Maybe," Gina teased. She lifted the whip, aimed again for his balls. This time, the three pronged end sliced across his chest. "Maybe not," she added. "My aim isn't too good."

For the next few moments, Gina popped the whip wildly, hitting him as he thrashed about, squirming like he was on fire. She only stopped when her arm ached from exhaustion.

"I'll get you, you bitch," Derek spat, rolling into a far corner, jerking against the ropes. "You fucking wait and see."

Gina was about to hit him again, but stopped short when she heard the door squeak open. She whirled, expecting it to be either Tony or Adam.

"Well, I'll be damned," a young woman said, her face wreathed in a smile. "Would you look at this!"

It was the girl she had seen that day, but without her construction clothes she was very beautiful.

"So someone finally got the best of big, bad Derek," the girl said. She then looked at Gina. "Hi, I'm Susan. I've been wanting to do that to that bastard for six months. Can I have a shot at it?"

"Sure," Gina said, handing over the whip. "I'm Gina," she said.

"Well, I think you and I can make a great team," Susan laughed, squeezing her fingers around the whip.

"You bitch!" Derek cried out. "Both of you are bitches… fucking whore bitches!"

"Derek, Derek, Derek," Susan said, as if trying to soothe the temper of a small child, "how you talk."

"Bitch!"

The whip slashed through the air like the sound of a sliding guillotine blade.