Kidnapped, chained and whipped

CHAPTER SEVEN

Kevin tugged her thighs wide apart, rolling his eyes up every now and then, enjoying the tension he saw building on Candy's face. Yes, she was grateful for his having released her from that awful hook. But what was he doing to her now? The girl felt her right cuntlip – now red with growing lust – being tugged away from the center of her fuck slit. Kevin studied her like a hawk, screwing the object tighter and tighter.

"Great!"

The blond smiled as Candy gritted her teeth in pain. The pulling sensation of her cuntlips being stretched to one side was killing. But still it wasn't as bad and terrifying as being suspended from that awful hook. Glancing up, she could still see the chain swinging from the overhead beam. No, as awful as this might be, still it was nothing compared to the horrors she imagined were committed on that terrible instrument.

Now Kevin pulled her left cuntlip to the side, pinching the soft flesh, rubbing, it between his fingers, feeling more and more juice seep from her hole.

"Yeah, my old lady was just like you," Kevin said, watching as the girl's nipples stiffened and turned a darker red. "She couldn't keep her ass still when my old man started workin' in on her. Shit, the more he laid into her, the more she loved it. She'd come right there… right there where you're sittin', right in front of me, not carin' what she was doing," Kevin said, his voice trembling.

"I'm… sorry," Candy said.

"No need to be," he muttered, screwing the other instrument tightly. Her cuntlips were so far apart Candy wondered if they'd ever stretch back again.

Kevin smiled grimly, then turned and went back to the box and rummaged. She watched him throw various harnesses and rings behind him. Then the young man discovered what he'd been looking for.

"Yeah, he used this on her lots," Kevin muttered, holding up several heavy iron rings with screws attached to one end. He started attaching them to her nipples, screwing the rings so tightly that her nipples throbbed with pain. Candy curled her fingers, breaking several nails, gritting her teeth, refusing to scream. She had to survive this madness.

"Please, I'm not your mother, Kevin. You don't have to punish me," the girl pleaded.

"I know that."

But Candy sensed she was part of a weird fantasy slowly taking over the young man's mind. He was changing in front of her, his attitude growing less violent and erratic, more steady and fierce. The young woman began to realize the pain and lust and fear that must have coursed through Kevin's mother's veins so many years ago in this room.

The blond next took some cord from the box and bound her chaffed wrists to the legs of the table, stretching her arms over her head. The cord was thin, made of nylon, and cut easily into her flesh. It was a warning, letting Candy know that the more she struggled, the more it would hurt.

"Now, to finish you up," he whispered, taking another length of cord and binding her ankles to her thighs with her knees standing straight up in the air. It was a strange, grotesque position. Kevin seemed to know what he was doing, carefully tying the knots, measuring the rope, making sure her legs were in just the right position before tying them.

At first the blonde teen wanted to cry for help. She thought of Ben and Jack. Then the girl realized she'd get no help in that quarter.

"There," he said, tightening the ropes around her wrists.

Candy squealed, snapping her head to one side as she felt the rough line bite into her flesh.

"You'll break my wrist if you keep this up," she wailed.

"Come on, honey, you're diggin' this." To prove his point the young man reached down and cupped her cuntal mound with one hand. Curling his fingers he rubbed his palm back and forth over the furry warm swell, watching Candy's face blanch as her pussy actually moved under that light pressure.

Snickering at her helplessness he attached a loop to one knee next, ran the rope under the table, then slid it around her other knee. This way he was able to keep her from snapping her, legs and thighs protectively together.

"Now," he began as he surveyed his handiwork, "we're gonna have ourselves a little fun."

As she watched Kevin unbutton his shirt and unzip his pants, the girl sensed she was about to endure a weird kind of sex. She struggled, her movements and grunts exciting the young man further.

"That's it, baby, fight for it! Go for it! Try to get out. You can't."

She saw his full cock – hard, hot, thick and long, jutting out like a barber pole; the only thing missing being the red and white stripes.

He kept his eyes on her, backing toward the box and pushing back one hand. He fished blindly around, then pulled out what looked like a riding crop. Candy's eyes widened, and suddenly the thought of being strung up on that hook didn't seem so bad after all. She wriggled fiercely, making soft grunting sounds in her throat while a coat of perspiration broke out all over her body. Her scalp crinkled with terror as Kevin approached her.

"Fun," he repeated mechanically.

"No, don't, please!"

Kevin brought down the thin end of the crop down hard between her thighs. The leather thong whipped out and struck her cunt, making her shriek loudly while wallowing her shoulders against the table top. The crop struck a second time… and a third time. Now the young man began bruising her pussy, his breathing becoming labored while the girl thrashed around as best she could. The puffing of those awful screws on her cuntlips seemed to make the cutting pain even worse!

"Stop it… oh, God, what are you doing to me?"

"Come on, honey, you know," Kevin muttered, running his fingers up and down her greasy cleft. Candy stiffened her back, jerking her head to one side and setting her jaw firmly. No, no, this was wrong! How could she possibly be enjoying this sort of torture? All those men fucking her was one thing. Somehow she might be able to come to terms with herself later on. But here, this?

The young man kept on hitting her, striking the girl again and again. Tiny red and purple welts marred her flesh as Candy twisted and jerked on the table top.

"Don't you dig it, baby? I mean, don't it kinda turn you on?"

"No, oh God, no!"

"Come on, ask me to stop, go on, ask me!" Kevin almost shouted, his eyes blazing with hellish fury as he continued striking the leather crop across her jiggling tits and thighs. Sweat trickled down his firm, thick-muscled body. His dick was standing straight out, twitching from side to side with every violent move he made. His balls tightened and rolled forward as he brought down his arm again and again. Candy watched his muscles tighten and ripple as he beat her.

"Stop it, please!" Candy cried, willing to do anything he demanded as long as the beating stopped.

"Just like my old lady," he muttered, turning the rod around and jamming the handle in her hole. Candy squealed, her knees snapping apart farther as the cold leather scraped painfully against her cuntal walls. She tried to work her way up on the table, squirm away from the cold, cutting thing. But it was impossible! Kevin growled like a dog, rubbing his dick against the side of the table while shoving in another inch of the riding crop. She could hear the sloppy wet sounds of that instrument spearing deeper and deeper into her hole!

"Little cunt… man, you'd take anything up that fuckin' pussy, wouldn't you?"

Candy started bunching back involuntarily, feeling her muscles tightening around the strange invader, milking it, actually sucking it in! She cried out, the cords sticking out from her neck while tears rolled down her cheeks. No, this was awful! She was actually fucking a stick, letting her cunt spin out of control as it grabbed tightly onto the riding crop! Ohhhh, how she hated Kevin! At this moment she wanted to drive a knife in him!

"Whore!"

With that the young man threw his body on top of hers, his mouth hungrily searching for hers. But when he kissed her he bit her lips, making the girl squirm and shout more frenziedly.

"No, no, don't!" she shrieked, curling her fingers, wishing she could drive her nails deep into his flesh.

"Haven't had enough, eh?"

He raised himself slightly off her body and brought the flat of one hand hard across one cheek, then backhanded her. Candy felt the room spin around while multi-colored stars exploded in front of her. And yet, in spite of the pain and humiliation, the hellish flames of this sick sexual arousal raced through her belly and cunt. The more Kevin abused and tormented her, the more excited she was becoming! It was as if another person had taken her place and she was standing on the sidelines, shocked at what she was looking at!

"Just wait, baby. I'm gonna drag you through the dirt just like my old man to my mother and me," Kevin muttered.

Candy squirmed and strained under his hands as he once more sank his tongue into her mouth. The teen thought several times about biting his lips, his tongue, then thought better of it. Right now he seemed more interested in fucking her than in huffing her. Candy didn't want to change his mind back to the riding crop. Later… she'd get her revenge later.

"Mmmmmm!"

The sounds coming from her mouth could have been screams if Kevin's tongue hadn't been blocking the way. And, in a sense, the boy hoped those sounds were screams. His mind was going back several years to the times when he was tied up and forced to watch his mother's willing degradation. Confused and tormented, Kevin was reliving those moments now and enjoying them tremendously in this role reversal!

"Nooooo!" she managed to scream. But Candy didn't want the young man to stop. Oh God, her body wanted more pain and delight something she now knew Kevin was an expert in giving. Feeling his hot breath blowing in her nostrils, the blonde teen knew he was going to fuck her… not the way he screwed her with all his buddies around watching and cheering, but differently. This was just the two of them, alone with their own private dark sexual hells raging all around them!

"Ohhhh!"

The pressure of the screws on her cuntlips and nipples made her gasp with lust. She wanted a cock… a fat, long dick inside her. She knew a cock as big as the one jutting out from Kevin's hairy groin would stretch her pussy to the limits – it had nearly torn her elastic bloated cuntlips the last time! Yes, that was what she needed to take care of her clutching, wet cunt.

Candy felt wonderful sexual thrills surge through her as Kevin shoved his dick up against her lower belly. The girl tried to work her ass down, tilt her cunt at a different angle to swallow up that wonderful-feeling cock. Ohhh, how her mind whirled around and around with lust! Tears streamed freely now down her cheeks as she gasped for air to feed her twisting, plunging body.

"Fuck, baby, you're one hell of a bitch. Man, you keep movin' like that and you're gonna make me came all over your belly," Kevin whispered hotly, tearing his mouth away from hers.

"No, no, come… come… fuck me, ohhhh…" Candy whispered back brokenly.

Then suddenly his lips were all aver her face, kissing her mouth, her eyelids, her throat. He pushed his fingers all over her body, pinching her sore nipples, using the flat of his hand to massage her stiff tit! Candy let herself float in this wonderful sea of sensation, wondering if the young man about to fuck her could hold off long enough to wait for her climax!

"Let's try something else," Kevin said, pulling his dick away from her juice-slicked pussy just as he was about to drive his cockhead in. Candy groaned in frustration, banging her head against the table top while grinding her thighs, anything to relieve the terrible pressure and tension building in her cunt.

He slid back, sitting on her chest, dangling his blood-heavy cock in front of her. Candy crossed her eyes, smacking her lips, remembering how odd and yet how good Ben's dork tasted after she'd resigned herself to sucking him off.

"Take a good look at it, baby. Don'tcha want it inside you, ramming your pussy, reaming you out, sliding down into your cunt?"

He was growing excited with his own words, his chest rising and falling mightily while his nostrils flared like those of a stallion in heat. Candy lay quietly, watching him work his fingers over his thick hunk of cockmeat, growing more and more excited.

"Maybe you want it in your mouth, eh?"

"No, no, don't put that filthy thing in my mouth!" she shrieked, her eyes widening. He'd break her jaw with it! Candy's face was wet, streaked with perspiration and tears. Her blonde hair was fanned put on the table. She shuddered as she stared into the wolf-like eyes burning above her. The hungry look in Kevin's eyes terrified as well as excited her.

The young man's knees now pressed against her arm muscles as he leaned forward, removing the weight of his ass on her nipples. He pulled her hair, watching the girl wince and cry out with pain while with his other hand Kevin grabbed his dork and aimed the greasy head at her mouth. Candy cried out, compressing her lips once again. But this time she was more worried the stud would come in her mouth, forgetting about her own need throbbing and twitching deep in her pussy.

"Open up, honey, open up that fuckin' mouth," Kevin ordered, his voice trembling with fury and excitement.

Candy stared at the massive dick, feeling a strange mixture of revulsion and fascination. Oh, that dick was so big! Even if she totally ignored the need in her cunt it seemed impossible for her to engulf that fat dickhead with her tiny mouth!

"Open up!" he said, more threateningly than before. To emphasize his demand Kevin slapped her again. Crying out, the girl raised her head and did as she was told.

"Ohhhh!"

"Yeah, take it baby, feel it sliding into your fuckin' mouth," Kevin sighed, tensing his thigh muscles, working in the thick dickshaft, watching as the girl's lips thinned as they stretched, opened, and finally caressed the hot sides of his prong.

While, he kept talking Kevin reached back, rubbing his fingers over her swampy cunt, working her up higher and higher while telling her he was going to leave her high and dry. She'd have to take care of her own climax after he shot off in her mouth! Candy protested, wanting to shake her head back and forth. No, no, he couldn't be doing something as terrible as that! Oh God, what was she thinking of? She was actually hoping he'd fuck her, stab his dick hard into her body!

"Uhhhh!"

Kevin twisted his dick around, hearing the girl sigh with delight. At the same time he rolled her tiny greasy sex shaft between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it until Candy thought she'd piss from excitement and pain! Slowly the big, man drew out his prong until only the fat, bloated cap remained between her lips. Kevin worked it teasingly back and forth, watching her mouth widen then contract, watching her cheeks puff out then sink in as he fucked with jerky, short strokes.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

Kevin's fingers tightened around the blonde teen's clit as her lips tightened around his dickhead. Candy felt lightning shoot through her cunt. It was as if sparks were flying out from his fingers and stabbing into her clit!

"Man, yeah, man," Kevin sighed. How good it was to feel something that hot and wet around his dick! Peering heavy-lidded down at the defeated young woman Kevin sucked in a deep breath, feeling a surge of power and sexuality he'd never felt before! Now he knew what his father felt when he abused his family. Yeah, there was nothing like seeing a woman like this-hog – tied, spread-eagled, forced to submit to him like this – and her loving every second of it in the end!

Candy loved the pain tearing through her clit as Kevin pinched harder. Then the girl felt him ease his knees off her arms. It was just at the point when she was feeling small pleasurable spasms race through her cunt. Yes, she was having tiny orgasms, actually coming without having anything or anyone really inside her!

"You'd swallow up a man if you could. Ain't too many women like you around, but I know your type," Kevin said, pulling away and wiping the head of his prong over her pouting lower lip. "But, baby, I'm gonna take care of that snatch… at least for me. But I'm gonna make sure you're stayin' hot!"

"No, noooo!"

Candy thrashed as much as she could, bouncing her juice-streaked buttocks over the table top. He couldn't leave her like that.

But Kevin had his own plans. With a simple movement the young man backed down and remounted her. With a single lunge he buried his prong in her throbbing cunt. Candy screamed as if someone had stabbed her in the chest. Then she felt her tense pussy muscles clamp down painfully, nearly snapping Kevin's prong in two.