He slashed the leather across her cheekbone, the force of that blow knocking her head back. Kathy choked on a stifled scream. She licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, trying to ignore the fiery pain that ran from her ribs to her navel. When he began to cock his arm back again, she spat at him, folding one leg over and trying to twist her cunt and tits away from him.
"Got some spunk in you still, eh? Good, that's what I like – not some whimper like your friend over there who cries all the time."
The stretching sensation against Kathy's arms had stopped being painful. That was, she realized, because of the beating of the leather against her body. Matt was growing red-faced now, licking his lips, watching her as she dangled there. He slashed the crop now across her right nipple, the leather stinging the sensitive brown flesh while making her tit fly up against her chin.
After her scream, after the involuntary spasm that drew her legs up toward her belly, the pain went on and on. It was like a raw gash with salt rubbed into it. She ground her teeth, hating this man bitterly. She wanted him to come close enough for her foot to lash into his balls before she showed the first sign of breaking down. It would do her no good to kick him – her and Marie who he had undoubtedly raped and perhaps had done worse to. She screwed her face into a mask of twisted hurt, slowly regaining control.
"Well, you got something to say, baby?"
He was wriggling the riding crop in front of her face, rubbing the leather up against her chin, watching as she tried not to show emotion. Kathy sagged in the ropes, feeling her toes touching the floor.
"Bitch!"
He slashed the end of the crop across Kathy's face. She screamed again, her teeth rattling in her skull from the force of that attack. He lashed out again, bringing the leather down across her right tit, making her feel as if he were peeling the skin from her body. She writhed with the pain of the lashing cuts, feeling the warm sticky sweetness of some blood oozing down her ribs, trailing along her belly.
Her navel filled with the fluid, then let it trickle down into the top of her cunt-hairs. Matt laughed at her, rubbing the crop up against his crotch, then bringing it down once more against her knees. Kathy shouted out loudly, her legs kicking against one another, then jerking out. The girl blinked her eyes clear, moving her foot experimentally. If he moved just a little bit closer, she could do it. She could mash his balls with her foot and make him very sorry he had done those awful things to her.
"Yeah, nice, real nice seems you like this. Man, it's something else," Matt said, working his tongue over his lower lip.
Kathy brought her knee up, searching for an opening that would let her kick his balls. Then he jerked one hand forward, curling his fingers into her cunt-thicket and tearing some of the blonde curls from her pulsating pussy-meat. Kathy thought she would faint from the agony, her head jerking back, her throat tearing out a shriek.
He pulled and pulled, twisting his fingers, tearing at her cunt-hairs, making the girl scream while she bounced like a crazed puppet on the groaning ropes. He beat at her face with his free hand.
"Cunt! Stupid bitch! You don't know what the fuck to do with your life so you come to these camps. Now you're gonna see what life's all about, bitch!"
The crop slashed across her face, stinging her lips and the tops of her tits. Kathy struggled, dragging herself higher on the ropes, her fingers clutching at the hemp. Her arm muscles knotted up as she struggled away from the stinging crop. Kathy screamed back at him. The shrill power of her shrieks rang off the walls. And for one brief moment she wondered if Marie could hear her, huddled in whatever cell they had shoved her in.
"Ohhhh!"
As hard as Kathy tried to battle with Matt, she only brought more pain and agony to herself. When she rose upward, the vicious strokes crossed her nipples, burning into the sensitive tips like flames. When her legs struggled to wrap around him, his fingers screwed deeper into her cunt flesh Marie would have died, Kathy thought ironically, if she could have seen what was going on.
Yes, yes, it was wonderful and terrible at the same time. The feel of that black leather cutting into her flesh drew more cries of agony as she swung from side to side, listening to Matt's terrible words that were lost in the red rage of his lust. In a moment, Kathy could feel him hunching against her thighs. Even as she tried biting at his hand, she felt her terror rise higher and higher in her. Kathy couldn't tell what was worse – the gruesome excitement of the man in front of her or her own flashes of lewd heat.
The battle seemed to change. Matt still beat at her tits and belly with the crop. But now his grabbing, twisting hand moved more slowly in her cunt. Kathy moved her hips, still looking for that opening that would let her mash his prick. But her movements slowed too. The growling from Matt changed, lowering to a near purr. His words were growing slurred while his whip slackened. He was rubbing his face up against her tits, biting at her sore nipples.
In spite of herself, Kathy could feel the fluid running like a river of lava in her cunt. She found the bulge of his prick with her thigh. But when she tried to knee him in the balls, she only slithered her leg up the side of his rigid cock. How she hated herself for these feelings! Hanging there from the overhead ropes, her shoulders twisted to press her tits against the sides of Matt's face. She could feel the stubbly rub of his cheek against her nipples and let out a small groan of delight. She knew he could hear her moan that way and knew what it meant. He had won! Oh God in heaven, he had won!
"That's the way, baby, that's the way to do it to me when you're hangin' there."
Matt pulled back, his eyes half-closed while a line of saliva trickled from his mouth. He was grinding his teeth together, staring at her, unbuckling his belt. Kathy watched, feeling more and more aroused as Matt began loosening his trousers. He was going to fuck her again. She was going to feel the cock rummaging through her cunt, spreading her open as he had spread her open earlier! It was too much for her! Kathy let out a happy moan, twisting her hips around, tugging at the ropes chafing her wrists. The pain that resulted made her joy that much more intense!
She sucked in deep breaths, her tits heaving with each one.
"So, you think you can kick my balls open, huh? I saw what you were trying to do. But somethin' held you back, right? That hot cunt, right?"
Again Matt curled his fingers into her pussy, working them into her cunt and scraping the trembling walls with his fingernails. When Kathy thought she would go out of her mind with the joy rushing through her, he ripped cunt-hairs from her pussy again, watching as her face slackened and tuned white from the pain.
Kathy heard his Levi's drop to the floor, lowering her eyes in time to watch Matt stepping from them. He kept his sweat-soaked T-shirt on, scratching his cock and balls while still holding onto the riding crop. He hefted one tit with the end, watching the nipple expand once more and deepen in color just from the touch of the leather.
She saw his cock stiffening, the dark-blue veins pushing out from the flesh and starting to throb. Kathy closed her legs, dangling in front of him helplessly. She could feel her nipples, so sore and aching, puckering into stiff points once again. Matt rubbed his fingers through his cockhairs, touching his cock again and again until it was sticking straight out from his body. Kathy felt her shoulders aching more and more now, the strain on her wrists growing worse and worse as she tried to hide her cunt from the big man.
Matt gripped the riding crop more carefully now, keeping his body to the side of the girl, grinning at her as he eyed her foot. Kathy's spirits sank. He was protecting his balls from the chance of her kicking. She uncrossed her legs, feeling them settling back onto the floor. Matt walked slowly in front of her, the tip of his crop trailing across the underswell of her tits. His cock was jerking up now and then, pulsing in time with his heart.
Then suddenly with a quick movement he brought the leather down across both nipples, stinging the weapon into her sensitive tits and making the teen squeal sharply. Kathy threw her head back, stars popping behind her eyes while her legs scissor-kicked because of the pain. No! No! She wouldn't let him get the better of her. Matt watched her, smiling as the muscles of her belly flattened under the constant pull of the overhead ropes.
Matt smiled grimly at her, then slashed across her belly with the whip. Kathy shrieked, jerking her body back, kicking wildly at the air while clutching her fingers at the rope. Again Matt struck the whip against the young girl, bringing the leather against her chin, then slashing it over her thighs. When Kathy's legs flew apart once more, Matt brought the little whip down into her pussy, the thongs tearing at the sensitive cunt-lips and yanking them out of shape. It was as if someone had set off firecrackers in her cunt!
Kathy slammed her body back and forth, her muscles knotting and cramping as she fought against the killing pain knifing through her. Matt reached and slapped her belly with the back of one hand, jerking her forward, then pushing her back, watching her swing like a clock pendulum while her wrists twisted painfully in the rope bonds. In a moment he was behind her, bringing the leather down hard against her ass-cheeks until they turned bright scarlet.
Kathy let her head fall back, feeling her asscheeks open and close, her hair sweeping over the rounded tops of her ass-cheeks. Then Matt began on her legs, bringing the crop down over her valves, striping her thighs until they glowed from the constant beating. When he smashed the leather down against her ankles, nearly crushing the tiny bones, Kathy let out another hellish yowl. She wished she could have beaten her fists against his face as she twisted her head around and bit down on her upper arm. She was letting the ropes slice into her flesh, a small trickle of blood flowing down her arms in deep red trails reaching her elbows.
Matt flogged at the backs of her knees, bringing the whip up her thighs, then beating at her ass-cheeks while laughing at the screaming teen. She could hear his breath whistling, almost masking the laughter that punctuated his lashing strokes.
"Take it, baby, take it like I know you can!" he shouted.
"No, no, stop it! You're crazy! You'll kill me!" Kathy screamed.
Her ass was on fire. Kathy thought she could feel her skin splitting under the constant attack. Her ass-cheeks heated, reddening even more. The blazing agony of her plump, jiggling ass radiated sensuously to her pussy, something the teen couldn't understand. Juice oozed from her pussy, trickling down her thighs, mixing with her sweat. The girl blinked her eyes clear, noticing another break in Matt's beating spree.
It was all she could do to keep from gasping with thankfulness for the reprieve. More stripes appeared on her ass where the leather riding crop had cut into her again and again. First huge welts, then meaty-looking gashes appeared as the little whip peeled skin from her ass-cheeks. Kathy shrieked for mercy again. But Matt kept on, whirling around in his own world as he brought the whip down again and again, the leather whistling through the air.
He was concentrating on lashing her ass. But none of her flesh was safe. Kathy clenched her ass-cheeks until the muscles ached, trying to protect the sensitive asshole. Matt beat farther up, flaying the skin from her shoulders. Oh, how the stripes across her lower back hurt! It was all she could do to keep from growing hysterical from the agony. Kathy grit her teeth hard together once more, forcing herself to remain as rational as she could. No, no, she couldn't give in! She had to fight him with every ounce of her will, not matter how painful. With a groan of frustration, Kathy let her head fall back, her ass-cheeks relaxing and opening a bit.
That was what Matt was waiting for. Cocking his arm back, he brought the cock slashing down, the black leather tearing through the air, then smacking dryly against the young teen's skitter. Kathy thought he had rammed a burning poker through her bowels? She let out a shriek of agony, her body jerking against the ropes once more, her arms spasming as she tried climbing up to the ceiling. Again the big man slashed the riding crop down into her asshole, yanking it out of shape, pulling at her skitter again and again until Kathy was sure he had torn her bowels inside out.
Kathy screamed again and again, her voice shrilling through the still night air. The incredible brain-shattering pain crushing her skull made her jerk continually, the top of her cuntmound knotting up into incredible cramps of hardness. A flood of cunt-lube rushed from her cunt, wetting her thighs.
Matt laughed out loud behind her, stopping the whipping long enough to jab the end of the crop into her asshole. Kathy thought of the steel nozzle he had screwed into her shitter with the beer that had cramped her belly. Again the young teen let out a howl, her throat aching from all the screams that had ripped through her mouth. Matt kept twisting the horrid thing around and around, fucking her with it, moving the handle up to her cunt, then back to her shitter, making her gasp and cough with arousal and pain. Kathy wasn't sure if he was going to fuck her in one hole or the other, or just would concentrate on beating her half-senseless into the dirt.
He moved the handle back into her asshole, jabbing it up all the way, watching as her legs kicked out convulsively like those of an electrified frog. The abused ring of her rubbery shitter felt as if it were being driven up into her belly, tearing the lining loose. She clawed upward, her arms knotting once more with cramps. Her knees and tits jerked up and down while a strange fire started in the rim of her asshole as he moved the crop in and out. To her chagrin, Kathy's hips went back and forth as she wound up, offering more of her ass to him.
Then with incredible brutality Matt pulled the crop from her ass. A twisted, fiery feeling in and around her shitter made her cunt burn and throb even more than before.
"Oh, please, please…"
"Please, what – fuck you? That's just what I'm gonna do. You figured out that one already, haven't you, baby?"
"Ohhhhh, no, not again! Dear God in heaven, not again!"
Matt was dragging the same crate he had stood on earlier to mouth-fuck her over to a spot behind the hanging, sobbing young teen. Kathy looked down at him with lust-hooded eyes, feeling her arms slacken round the ropes. The sensations around her cunt were growing more and more urgent as a pulsing ache seemed to take it over. She wanted to dangle a little closer to whatever Matt could force into her.
Matt kicked the crate a little closer, watching her, touching her body, then slapping her lightly across the thighs. The flutter in her cunt had passed through pain, she thought, coming out as a furnace of slippery chilly heat. She thought of how she was hanging there helpless while he shoved that cock into her pussy. A fresh oozing of cunt-j nice slipped from between her cuntlips, wetting down her tightened thighs. Kathy shook the thoughts from her mind, turning her head round to see what he was doing.
"Now, baby."
He grabbed her by her thighs, holding her tight with both hands while standing on the crate. Kathy could feel his cock brushing up against her cheeks. Ohhhh, how her nerveendings in her pussy needed something so very hard and hot and thick to rub up against them, scratching the itch that had begun to ache its way into her brain!
But then the girl felt something that shocked out of her reverie, making her pale with fear and pain. That big fat meaty cock-head was slipping past her cunt, up her asshole. He was going to fuck her in the ass! That thought flashed through her mind like a neon sign, making her breathe hard with fear. The spigot had been bad enough. She had nearly lost consciousness when Matt had pushed the steely thing up into her bowels with the rubber hose.
The thought of that fat cock tunneling its way into her body made the young teen faint with tenor. He would hurt her with his prick. Kathy shouted, feeling the blunt head pressing against her whipped asshole. Matt laughed cruelly with a nasty undertone.
"Take it, bitch! I wanna feel your shit on my cock."
"No, no, no!"
Kathy screamed like a wild woman, shrieking her protest as Matt braced his knees and shoved in. From the agonizing pressing pain behind her, the girl could tell he wouldn't give up until he had pushed all the way in and won. What a horror this was!