Hung, strung housewife

CHAPTER SEVEN

Rachel woke up to even worse pain than she had collapsed under. She woke up crying out in agony. And when she opened her eyes and looked around, she screamed even louder. She was in her yard again, and Jack was with her. But they weren't alone. There were dozens of boys Jack's age in the yard with them and they all looked horny. They were also all looking at her.

One boy was doing more than looking. He had a pair of pliers in each hand and he was using them on Rachel's defenseless body.

It took Rachel a moment to realize where she was and what had been done to her. She was spread-eagled between two trees in her yard, stretched tight and held off the ground. Thick chains wrapped around her wrists and ankles, spreading her body out helplessly for the inspection of the mob of boys. The chains cut into her flesh, and the pain of supporting her full body weight had already made her hands and feet go numb.

She was no longer dressed in the punishing corset. She had been cleaned up too. She wasn't completely naked, but what she had on shamed her so much, that she would rather have been. There was a silver collar cinched tight around her throat. It had been part of an evening outfit she had only worn a couple of times. Now it was a slave's collar. Five-inch spiked heels were on her feet. Those Rachel had only worn once. They had hurt her feet and she had hated them. The only other thing she was wearing was a black bikini. It was a tiny thing, little more than two pieces of see-through cloth. Rachel had always thought it looked like a whore's outfit, and she had only worn it a few times. Her nipples and cunt fur were fully visible through the transparent cloth. Having the bikini bottoms spread across her lush hips only made her ass look bigger and more inviting. And having the bikini top press her huge tits up and together made her cleavage look even more bountiful.

Tears tracked down Rachel's face at the thought of how much of a whore Jack had turned her into. He was standing beside her now, watching with a smile as the boy with the pliers pinched the soft, creamy flesh of Rachel's belly. When he saw that she was awake, he slapped her face hard, then stuck two fingers between her lips for her to suck.

"Glad to see you awake, Mrs. Welch," he said, sliding his fingers in and out of her mouth as she sucked them and licked them. "Meet the guys. They're here to help make your yard sale a success. The guy with the pliers is Dale. He spent twenty dollars for those, so I told him he could try them out on you before he took them home. He'll probably want to stick his cock in you too, as kind of a bonus. You don't mind, do you?"

"No!" Rachel gurgled around her mouthful of fingers. "He can do anything he wants to me, as long as you say so?"

"Right you are, whore," Jack said, his smile widening. He pulled his spit-wet fingers out of her mouth, wiped them clean on her cheeks, then slapped her again. "Let her rip, Dale. Guys, the next item for sale is this big old tow chain, so think about what you want to do with it and what you want to bid."

There was a wild clamor among the boys. Rachel heard it, but most of her attention had been captured by the boy who was standing in front of her. He was still fully dressed, but his cock, at least seven inches of hard, throbbing flesh, was hanging out of his pants. Rachel's mouth watered as she watched it swinging back and forth.

"Jack says you like all kinds of nasty shit," Dale said, catching the edge of her navel between the jaws of one pair of pliers and squeezing until Rachel mewed in pain and trembled like a spastic. "Do you like getting love pinches? Tell me how much you like it. Tell me you like me, too."

"I love your cock!" Rachel groaned, her voice shaking. The boy caught a sliver of flesh on her right thigh and pinched it until the housewife thought she was going to pass out. "I love sexy young studs! I love their big cocks and hot young bodies so much that I'll do anything, let them do anything they want, if they'll fuck me! Getting hurt turns me on too! I love you to fuck me while you hurt me!"

"Pretty good," Dale said with a smirk. The mob of boys was laughing wildly. "But I paid twenty bucks for this, and I want to play a little while before I shove my cock up your slutty cunt. Sorry."

Rachel cried forlornly. Then she screamed in agony as he pinched each set of jaws against one soft inner thigh. Of all the agonies she had suffered during her long day of sexual abuse, this was the worst. He had caught the softest, most sensitive flesh on her sexy body, the skin where her lush thighs merged with her quivering cunt-lips. And he was grinding it with every ounce of pressure he could put into the pliers.

Rachel thrashed against the chains that held her. She swung her head from side to side, as if trying to deny the horrible reality of what the boy was doing to her.

"You like that, don't you, cunt?" a boy screamed, spitting in Rachel's face. "Fuck, I bid twenty-five bucks for that chain! I'm going to whip you like the old bag of bones you are!"

At that moment Dale caught one of her pussylips in the pliers and squeezed.

Rachel screamed incoherently, promising the boy anything if he would just stop the inhuman torture. She whipped her body back and forth in a frantic, vain attempt to escape the pinch of the pliers. Her big tits jiggled wildly and spit dribbled from her lips. Nothing she did relieved the hellish pain the boy was giving her cunt.

He twisted the pliers back and forth, grinding down on them with all his strength. The pain made Rachel want to throw up. He looped his other arm around her hips and pinched the soft right cheek of her ass. Suddenly he switched from one side of her pussy-lips to the other. Rachel wailed in agony, her head lolling on her sexy shoulders. She stopped struggling, able only to twitch and whimper as the pain overwhelmed her. Her silky ass was already dotted with red welts where the pliers had done their fiendish work. Her cuntlips were so swollen and puffy they looked five times their normal size.

Dale pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom to one side and pinched her cunt-lips again. The crush of the cold metal against her bare flesh hurt eyen more than it had through the thin protection of the panties. Rachel whimpered, squirming weakly against the chains that held her tightly in place.

Dale caught the flesh where her ass joined her right thigh and clamped the pliers together as hard as he could. Rachel humped her hips forward at the sudden burst of agony. Her cunt spread open, revealing the tiny bud of her clit. Dale caught the bud deftly and started squeezing.

"No!" she cried. "No! No, no, no, no, no!" Gripping the pliers tightly in his hand, Dale swung round behind her. He pushed his big cock through the crack of Rachel's ass and wrapped his free arm around her chest. Rachel knew what he was going to do the moment he pulled one big, soft tit free of her bikini top. It didn't matter. She was helpless to stop him from closing the pliers around her thrusting pink nipple.

"Like that, you thirsty bitch?" Dale crushed her clit and nipple and fucked his cock through the crack of her ass. "Like that, you sexy old cunt? I'm going to tear your fucking cunt right off! And I'm going to fuck your slutty ass while I'm doing it!"

Dale stopped crushing her nipple long enough to stuff his cock-head against the tight ring of Rachel's asshole. The broken beauty whimpered as he pushed his fat cock-head against the tiny bud of her shitter. It had swollen from the ravaging Jack had given it, but the muscles, stretched by Jack's cock and exhausted by the enema he had made her hold, couldn't keep Dale out. He fucked his cock brutally up her torn asshole, reopening the wounds Jack's savage fucking had caused. By the time his cockhair spiked into Rachel's sweet, full ass she was bleeding again.

"Talk to me!" the boy yelled, releasing his grip on Rachel's clit and working the pliers deeper into her cunt. "You said you loved me, you sexy old slut! Talk to me like you do a lover!"

He caught a tiny bit of pussy-flesh and ground the pliers around. Rachel's eyes glazed over with pain as he yanked the pliers back, pulling her elastic cunt-flesh. He caught one of her nipples with the other pliers and jerked out until the big soft tit stretched over a foot in front of her body. And he squirmed his cock around inside her ass, making her full hips jerk and wiggle.

"So good!" Rachel screamed as the boy plucked savagely at her tits. He was pinching every soft inch of her titflesh. "Hurt me more! Fuck me harder! You're making me cum all over! Oh fuck, you're hurting me so bad!"

Dale pounded her with his cock, making her sway back and forth against the chains that tore into her wrists and ankles. He caught her cunt again and again, squeezing tiny pieces of her pussy-flesh until Rachel blacked out from the pain. He woke her up with what he was doing to her tits. He was crushing big chunks of her silky, super-sensitive tit-flesh, trying to bruise every inch of her abundant cleavage.

Rachel squeezed her shit-chute tight around his thrusting cock and swung her sexy ass from side to side. The pain that flared through her wounded shitter made her cry and the grind of the chains around her ankles and wrists made every movement a torture, but she had to make the boy cum.

Dale responded almost at once. He dropped the pliers and grabbed Rachel's full, soft hips. He fucked his cock back and forth in her asshole as fast and hard as he could, knocking her helpless body back and forth as far as the chains would permit. Rachel fucked him back enthusiastically. She ground her soft ass back against him and flexed her silky asscheeks in rhythm with his rapid fucking.

"Big-titted whore!" he screamed, biting down on the nape and her neck and shooting his jism up her tattered asshole. "Take some cum, you sexy old slut!"

Rachel cried out with pleasure as Dale's cum sizzled into her torn asshole. His hands slipped off her hips as he blasted his cum inside her. He grabbed her full tits, using them as handles to swing her body back and forth on his jerking cock. Rachel screamed in pain and pleasure as Dale crushed her tits and filled her asshole with his acid-like cum.

She relaxed in her chains when Dale pulled his cock from her asshole. She was exhausted past her endurance, so hurt and tired that she felt barely able to move. Dale wiped his bloodstained cock clean on her trembling stomach. While he was doing it, he picked up one pair of pliers and pinched Rachel's face. As the terrible metal jaws closed on her cheeks and nose and lips, Rachel cried softly. She didn't even have the energy to scream.

Mike was the name of the boy who won the bidding for the chain. For ten minutes she circled Rachel's gorgeous, helpless body and whipped her with the heavy chain. He smashed the chain against her ass and stomach and long, lush legs. He even beat her tits, knocking the big, soft mounds back and forth across her chest with one devastating blow after another.

Then Mike wrapped the chain around Rachel's throat and stuffed his cock up her cunt. He mad her coo into his ear and tell him how much she loved him. Then he pulled the chain from around her neck and started pushing it up her asshole.

At first it didn't hurt. The first half dozen links pushed easily up inside her. But very soon after, her asshole began to ache horribly. Mike didn't care. He fucked her with his cock and the chain, drilling her pussy with short, fast strokes, filling her asshole with the heavy tow chain. After thirty links Rachel tried to shit out the terrible chain. After forty the pain in her straining asshole was so acute that she felt paralyzed.

Mike still wasn't satisfied. He pushed the whole chain up Rachel's clasping asshole. By the time he finished Rachel's back felt broken, her stomach bloated. She hung her head limply on Mike's shoulders, still whispering sweet compliments into his ear. Her only movement was a slight twitching of her hips against Mike's punishing fuck-thrusts.

"Do you love it?" he asked, squeezing Rachel's big, sexy ass and fucking her pussy with his big cock. The last few links of chain hung from her asshole like a tiny tail. "I'll bet you really love it, you dirty cunt! You're just a slutty old nympho! You fucking love everything!"

"I do," Rachel whimpered weakly, teasing her tongue over Mike's car. She knew that her asshole would never be the same after the brutal chain-fuck. She guessed it didn't matter, as long as it was still tight enough to be a good fuck. "I love your big, hard cock. I'm only a slut, you know. Jack made me eat my own shit. I came while I did it."

"Oh fuck!" the boy groaned, and his cum started shooting up inside Rachel's cunt. "You dirty bitch! You're going to get all the fucking you can handle from now on! You'll be the fucking neighborhood cum-sucking slut!"

Jack grabbed the end of the long chain and yanked it from Rachel's asshole. Rachel's eyes went wide as the links popped rapidly out of her brutalized little asshole, each one bringing a helpless cry from her lips. It was like nothing else she had ever felt before. But it made her cum.

There was blood and shit on the chain. Mike made her lick it clean before he took it away. Then the next boy stepped up.

He had bought a pair of Rachel's panties. He tore away the bikini she was wearing, and Jack unchained her feet long enough for the kid to slide the panties up her long, lush legs. The panties were silky and frilly.

"Piss in them," the boy said simply, stroking his big, hard cock. "Piss your pants, slut!" Rachel did as the boy told her. It was difficult to pee in front of all the boys, but her bladder was full from the tray of enema water Jack had made her drink. She cried out in shame as the panties filled with piss. Then the stinking yellow waste was spilling over the edges and running down her creamy inner thighs in pissy rivers. And right in the middle, of her pissing, the boy wrapped her in his powerful young arms and fucked his cock up into her pussy.

The beautiful housewife screamed in surprise and pain. The boy fucked her through the panties, pushing the silky cloth up inside her cunt. Rachel's piss ran all over him, but he didn't seem to mind. He latched his mouth onto her tits, feeding on her nipples.

Rachel gasped and grunted, the air driven from her lungs by every hammering blow of his cock inside her. He lifted her on his cock until the chains on her wrists went slack and the ones on he ankles dug painfully into her flesh. He stretched her cunt first in one direction and then another. Rachel's piss slowed and then stopped, but it was replaced by her cunt-cream, which was soon flowing all over the soiled panties. The boy fucked her panties so far up inside her that the beck panel stretched tight and tore around her jiggling ass.

"Fucking me good!" she hissed, kissing and licking the boy's face as he fucked her through one climax after another. "Don't stop, please don't stop! Fuck me forever! Fuck me to death!"

"I'd love to," the kid said as he shot his jism into her cunt through the filter of the thin panties. "But there's a lot of other guys here waiting for their turn. And I don't want to deprive anybody of a chance to fuck a sexy, hot-assed whore like you."

Rachel burned with shame and shivered with excitement over the boy's degrading compliment. She squeezed her battered pussy tight around his cocks letting his cum squirt deep inside her and then holding it there. She climaxed five times, one orgasm tumbling into another until she thought her body would explode, as the boy emptied his cock-cream inside her. Then, with his stiff cock still buried in her pussy, he started pissing.

Rachel screamed as the burning stream of piss filled her swollen cunt. The boy fucked her as he pissed, driving his spewing cock back and forth in her stretched cunt. Rachel moaned and cried, dragging her tongue all over his face. Another orgasm exploded through her cunt, this one so powerful that it left her weak and shivering. The boy's piss poured down her legs and splattered to the wound beneath her. The other boys pointed and laughed and bid even higher for the other items Jack was selling.

The boy took the panties off Rachel once he had finished pissing inside her. He stood in front of her with the panties wrapped around his cock and jerked off. Rachel begged him to fuck her some more, but he just smiled and shook his head, fucking his hand and her panties until he filled them with his cum.

The panties were a mess, and soiled with her piss and cunt-cream and his piss and jism. Rachel knew what he was going to do with them even before he rubbed them over her face and pressed them to her mouth.

"I spent good money for these," he said sweetly. "You don't want me to take them home all dirty, do you?"

"Please bring them back and fuck me through them some more," Rachel groaned. "You can do anything to me you want!"

"I know that," the boy said, and pushed the panties into her open mouth.

Rachel sucked the panties clean. The mixture of fuck-cream and puss made her stomach turn – and made her cum so powerfully that she thought her cunt was going to tear itself apart. When the boy held his hand out for the panties Rachel spit them into his palm. He rubbed them dry on her face before he walked away.

The next boy had bought an umbrella. He drove it up her ass while he fucked her cunt, and Rachel screamed in agony as he fucked almost two feet of it up her helplessly clasping shitter. When he finished fucking her, he made her lick the tip of the umbrella clean, then poked her tits and stomach and ass with it.

The next boy bought a hammer. He beat Rachel's big tits until she passed out. The other boys sprayed her with a garden hose to wake her up, and then the boy went to work on her again. He beat her stomach and ass with the hammer, then used the claw to pull her cunt wide open.

Rachel screamed until her voice was gone, then cried in silence as the boy brutalized her with the hammer. The last thing he did was work the head inside her cunt while he fucked his cock up her ass. He hammer-fucked her pussy while he pounded his cock up her asshole.

After that the boys' actions began to blur together. It got harder and harder for Rachel to breathe, hanging as she was by her arms.

A boy worked her over with a yardstick, and she seemed to remember him driving almost the whole length of it up her hole. A boy bought a coffee mug and worked the whole thing up into her cunt. He made her piss again, then forced her to drink the cup dry. By the time the last boy had bought an item and used it to torture Rachel's sleek, sultry body the sun had gone down and the yard was dark. Rachel hung limply from the chains that held her spread-eagled. Her luscious body bore the marks of a hundred different kinds of torture. Her cunt and asshole were inflamed and swollen. Her inner thighs were frosted with jism, and cum had run in shag trails down her long, shapely legs.

Jack counted his money and was shocked by just how much he had made off Rachel's sexy body and beautiful face. He hadn't known his friends had so much cash. He looked at the gorgeous housewife and felt both admiration and contempt. She was still the most beautiful bitch he had ever seen, even with the cum of a couple dozen guys dripping from her cunt and whole, even with welts and scratches and bite marks covering almost every inch of her creamy skin. She had cum maybe fifty times while she was strapped to the tree. Now she was hardly conscious.

"Mrs. Welch is really something else, isn't she?" he asked, unhooking the chains from around her ankles. "And she gives the world's greatest head. Since you guys already spent so much money, I'll tell you what. A buck a shot and you can have her suck you off, lick your balls, lick your ass, shit, even piss down her throat. But first I need some fucking help getting her down. She might look skinny, but those tits must weigh twenty pounds each."

Every boy in the yard rushed forward to help him.