Raped virgin cheerleader

CHAPTER FOUR

"Please Dave!" Barbie moaned, too tired to scream at the pain that burned through her scalp. "Please don't make me do anything right now! Let me rest for just a second! Please! Just a second and then I'll do whatever you want!"

"Move your ass, you lazy whore!" Dave growled pulling her to her feet and then throwing her stomach down over the bicycle that sat in the middle of the room. "Lets strap the slut down and get her to work! I'm about ready to hit the sack!"

Barbie gasped when she saw what was sticking out of the seat of the bicycle. There were two huge dildos, shape like hard, ugly male cocks, each one at least a foot long. Just leaning on the seat made the dildos thrust up and down slowly. Barbie could see the mechanism under the seat that pistoned the dildos up and down. It was activated by pressure on the seat, and Barbie knew that pedaling the bike would cause the dildos to plunge up and down at lightning speed.

She didn't have much time to see anything else before the three big cadets grabbed her and pulled her leg over the side of the bike. Barbie struggled desperately, urging her fucked-out, worn-out body to frantic motion in a vain attempt to escape the horror the boys had planned for her. It was no use. In moments she felt the two huge dildos splitting open her swollen fuck-holes. Dave and Gary pulled her down to the base of the seat, filling her asshole and cunt with the fat rubber cocks, as Pat strapped her to the seat.

"Please, guys!" Barbie moaned, her voice cracking. "You got to let me go sometime! I won't tell anybody about what you did, I promise! Just please don't do this! I can't take any more of this!"

"You're going to take a hell of a lot more then this," Pat said with a smirk. "And your parents aren't expecting you for a couple of days. I conned one of your dumb slut friends into saying you were staying over at her house."

Cold terror froze Barbie. The idea that she would be at the mercy of the boys for several days was almost more then she could stand.

The cocks speared so deep inside her body that Barbie couldn't keep from squirming, trying to ease the terrible pressure they exerted on her already battered fuck-holes. The foot-long pole that skewered her pussy pressed harshly against her cervix, stretching her swollen, beaten cunt to the very limits of its elasticity. The twelve-inch dildo that clogged her asshole made her asscheeks feel as though they were being pulled apart, and made her legs feel as though they were no longer joined to the same body. She could feel the fat rubber head of the dildo pushing deep inside of her asshole, making her bend forward over the bike in a desperate effort to relieve the pressure.

"Hurts so bad!"

"Now for the fun part," Gary said.

He clipped a huge, sharp-edge alligator clip on each of Barbie's fat, hard nipples, letting the cruel metal bite deep into her tender flesh. Barbie screamed as she watched the steel jaws indent her sensitive nipple-flesh. Tiny droplets of blood oozed from the hard nubbins of flesh. The pain was so bad that Barbie thought her nipples had been ruined, torn from her firm, youthful tits forever.

"No! Gary! No,please no!" Barbie screamed in terror as Gary ran another alligator clip between her blood swollen cunt-lips. "Not there Gary! Please don't! Oh damn you, don't do this!"

It was too late. Gary let the clip snap on her clit and Barbie's world exploded in a haze of agony. She twisted and thrashed on the bicycle, causing the twin dildos to fuck brutally into her pussy and asshole.

She grabbed for the clip on her clit, ready to tear it off in spite of the terrible punishment she knew would follow, but Pat stepped in and caught her wrists. Barbie fought so savagely that Dave had to step in to help Pat, and between them, they fitted Barbie's wrist into two heavy iron cuffs that were part of the handlebars of the bike. Gary then snapped the catches securing Barbie's wrist to the handlebars of the bike. The luscious young cheerleader howled in animal frustration at not being able to move her hands. When they strapped her feet to the pedals, Barbie screeched like a banshee, maddened by her pain and humiliation.

"Turn on the switches, guys," Gary said, checking the bicycle and the other equipment like a General inspecting his troops. "This part of your training is simple Barbie-slut. There's a certain speed you need to pedal that bike at. When you pedal it that speed you get a great double fuck. When you pedal it slower you'll get hurt. We already saw what an in-heat little whore you are, so this should be an easy decision to make. And in the morning we'll come and let you loose. Shoot, that's only ten hours away."

"No Gary!" Barbie cried, her voice shaking, tears running down her beautiful young face. "Please don't do this to me!"

"The faster you go, the faster the dildos will fuck you," Gary said, obviously proud of his work. Dave flipped a switch and Barbie felt a faint tickling in her cunt and asshole. "And the faster they'll vibrate. They'll have a sleazy whore like you creaming all over the place in no time."

Barbie squirmed uncomfortably on the two huge prods. Even though the two monster dildos were hurting her terribly, deeply violating her tenderized fuck-holes, her cunt was beginning to get hot, her shit-chute beginning to feel tingly. Barbie felt so ashamed of herself that she wanted to die.

"The faster you pedal, the harder the chains attached to the clips on your nipples and clit will pull," Gary said with a shrug. "I guess that might hurt some, but it'll hurt a lot more if you go slow. Show her why, Pat."

Pat flipped a switch.

Barbie tried to scream. She couldn't. She couldn't breathe or scream or move. All she could do was shake like a spastic, drooling like an imbecile, gurgle like a baby. As a huge charge of electricity jolted her sleek young body, making her bounce on the bike like a frenzied dancer.

It felt as though her nipples and clit were being burned away. The pain from the clips was still there, still grinding and piercing and horrible, but it was nothing compared to the lighting bolts of raw electric current that were shooting through her slender young body through the metal clips. Barbie was too dazed to fully understand what was happening, but she knew the only thing she had to do. With a force of will she would never have though she had, she forced her numb legs to push down on the pedals.

Barbie screamed with sudden agonizing pain as the two huge dildos began to thrust deep inside her cunt and asshole. They vibrated more powerfully, massaging the injured flesh of her fuck-tunnels until it felt as if every inch of her insides were tingling. Barbie pedaled faster and faster, determined to drive away the killing bolts of electricity. The muscles in her shapely, slender legs were exhausted. Every push of the pedals made with her legs a deep aching pain settle more heavily on them. But Barbie knew she had to pedal as fast as she could. She was certain that much more of the electrical current would kill her.

The chains that connected the nipple and clit clamps to the generator began to contract and loosen in time to her pedaling, and Barbie sighed with pain as they pulled her sex flesh brutally tight. The sight of her nipples being pulled out to over three inches long made Barbie sick. She was glad she couldn't see how far her tiny pink clit was being dragged.

The dildos in her cunt and ass were plunging up and down with ruthless, brutal precision. They rocked her body, sent thundering shock waves of pain rumbling through her slender frame. Barbie grunted with each powerful impact of the twin probes inside her.

But they vibrated faster too, and the massage they gave her was making Barbie undulated in sensual pleasure. Her hips buck back and forth in short, quick fucking motion. Every once and a while her ass would rotate in a wide, slow circle, as if savoring every inch of the foot long dildos shoved up inside her. Her cunt was filling with pussy-cream, and much as it shamed her, there was nothing Barbie could do to stop it.

The three male cadets watched in lusting, wonder as Barbie's lean, athletic body labored to pedal the bike fast enough to keep her form being shocked. The rubber-clad beauty was gyrating over the bike like some sleek, sexy snake. Her sexy legs seemed longer then ever as she pedaled the bike. Her tits stretched with her nipples as the clamps pulled them taunt, seemed bigger and pointer then ever. Gary stooped down and turned on a series of heaters that surrounded the bike. Stepping back after he had flip on the last of the heaters. "With you working so hard to keep the bike going, you should get toasty real quick. These heaters are just to make sure you don't catch a chill." Barbie moaned in misery. Her young body was already bathed in sweat beneath the skintight rubber she was wearing. Now hot air assailed her from every side making it hard to breathe, hard to move. Sweat poured down her beautiful face in fast moving rivers.

"This last part is mine," Pat said. Barbie barely heard his words through the horrible misery she was feeling. "Its not as sophisticated as Gary's stuff. But my dad's a plumber, and I learned a little bit from him."

Barbie turned her wide frightened eyes toward the pipe that jutted toward her face from the ceiling. She had ignored it until now, as Pat turned a valve. But now she knew what it was for. When she heard a toilet flushing deep inside the building, she whimpered like a badly punished dog.

"Here it come," Pat said with a giggle.

Barbie cringed and tried to duck to one side, but there was nothing she could do to escape the rush of toilet water that came blasting out of the pipe. It splashed into her upturned face, then cascaded down over her sultry, rubber-clad body. The water was tainted yellow and smelled terrible and a soaking wad of toilet paper smacked Barbie right across the bridge of her nose.

A moment later another toilet flushed. This time there were dark clods of shit mixed in with the yellow waste, water. Barbie retched uncontrollably as she was pelted with brown turds. One hit her right cheek and another landed in her hair, it seemed to take forever to slide through her hair and fall down her back.

Barbie cried bitterly, but a shudder of passion tickled through her willowy body.

"You love it, cunt!" Gary snarled. He picked up another dildo, one even bigger then the two that were punching into her body, and held it up in front of her. "Just one last thing, Barbie. Hold this big rubber prick in your mouth. If it's on the floor in the morning, you're going to stay on this bike until you croak!"

"You can hold onto it," Dave said with a laugh as Gary stuffed it into her mouth. "You look just like a little bitch doggy, holding a bone in your mouth."

"Cock is the only bone she wants," Pat said, slapping Barbie so hard that she almost passed out. "Get your exercise, you doggy slut. We'll be back for you in the morning. Maybe!"

The boys laughed and each one of them slapped Barbie goodnight before they file out of the basement.

Then Barbie was alone, strapped to the torture bike, fucking herself with two huge, vibrating dildos while she held a third in her mouth. She began her first night of torture and bondage as a sex slave of the Rener's Military Academy.

She didn't think she'd live to see another.