Roped mother, raped daughter

CHAPTER SIX

The small box they had forced her into was dark and nearly airless. She was trapped there, standing straight with less than one inch of room on either side of her narrow shoulders. Each time she took a breath, the young girl felt the air around her grow more fetid and thick.

She thought about Tina briefly, knowing full well that her own fate was far more important. Jack had enjoyed forcing her to suck cock. And now he and his buddies had thrown her in here after having had her lick his boots. Tina had beard her brother to let them go, with the predictable violent results. And now Betti found herself pushed into this horrid confinement, her knees braced against the front of the box while she fought for every breath she took. What bizarre thing did the boys have in mind for her and her friend? Betti thought about her mother, about the possibility that what Jack and Joe had laughed about was true. Again, the girl pushed that from her mind as fear gripped her and she whispered her prayers.

Someone was moving around outside the box. She could hear shuffling footsteps. Beads of cold perspiration dotted her wrinkled forehead. She cringed, nearly jumping against the front of that awful box when she heard a faint scraping sound to one side. She rolled her eyes in the direction of the noise, her skin prickling with horror. She could feel a distant trickle of air coming through needle-slim openings that dotted the wood all around her. Betti could just barely see tiny dots of light coming through these holes, and she was wondering what on earth they were there for. She soon found out, feeling something scraping against her windpipe.

"No!"

The girl jerked her head back, banging her skull against the wood behind her. The thing was sharp as a scalpel, pushing up against her throat. She coughed, her eyes widening while her nostrils flared in fear. They were going to spear her alive with needles! Betti dug her fingernails deeply into her sweaty damp palms, her heart beating faster and faster.

The needle withdrew, only to be followed by a second and third needle pushed through the opening near her tits.

Betti groaned, hearing the steady scraping advance of the needles before she felt the tiny puncture wounds. In that moment, she flattened her shoulder blades as best she could against the wood behind her. She whimpered, instinctively trying to pull her hands up to her tits to protect them. But she could hardly move her arms. The needles came too quickly piercing her tits, nearly cutting through the tender, pulsing flesh. Betti let out a sob, trying to recoil from the attack. But her knees banged against the front of the long box. There was nothing she could do except stand there and endure what the pulleys did to her. She cried out again, feeling rage mixed in with her sense of helplessness.

More needles steadily advanced. She felt the awful tiny spears puncturing her nipples, that hot, painful feeling making her clit quiver while more pussy juice oozed from her fuck-slot.

There in the darkness of the box, Betti knew she could react as she chose without worrying what the others would think of her. The fear, the pain, the darkness all contributed to those awful lusty, lewd feelings that had confused her so many times in the past. Here she could give vent to them.

The boys were busy, she thought wryly, feeling two needles slipping up against her ass. One was well aimed, pricking her asshole and making her let out a tiny fart. She could hear laughter and knew Jack and the others heard her. She blushed, more needles pricking into her belly and ass. It was a steady onslaught. The searing pain, the delicious agony, and the fear tore into her cunt and belly and ass and tits. It was like having tiny teeth nibbling about her, making her clit hard while her cunt tightened and tingled.

"Uhhhh… oooooh!"

Betti beat her knuckles against the sides of the case in a rhythm to match the pricking needles. They seemed to be digging deeper into her body, the ones around her cunt especially hot and knifing as they poked into her puffy, swollen cuntlips. Betti threw back her head and howled in awful resignation, her eyes closed, her jaw trembling as spasm after spasm raced through her pussy.

"Uhhhh… oh God, no more, no more!" Betti moaned.

Again and again she begged them to stop, humping her belly against the front of the case as the sensations grew more and more concentrated and intense. She knew she was about to cum, climax here in the darkened box while those needles threatened to skewer her alive. It was then the twisting, poking needles stopped for a moment.

Betti regained some control over herself, shaking the sweat from her eyes and listening like the cornered, trapped animal she was. There were more scraping sounds. She thought she could hear Tina protesting once more, the whimpers followed by several loud slaps. Betti couldn't be sure. She could hear all too well the pounding of her own heart, the racing of her pulse while her cunt throbbed with its own delightful, spasmodic rhythm.

There were more sounds, metallic sounds that made Betti nervous. What were they doing out there? "Aghghghghghhhhhh!"

In a flashing instant, she knew. They had wired some of the needles to a generator. Now the prickling spears were alive with amperage, sending sparks of current flashing through her trapped body while they continued to pierce her flesh. Betti shrieked, her body thrashing around in the box so mightily she threatened to topple the thing. The girl could smell her flesh being burned while her tits and cunt and asshole spasmed out of control. Her skin seemed to be alive with flames while her pussy climaxed again and again.

She was one big cunt, hot and wet and milking as her eyes rolled madly. Betti couldn't believe the delight sparking through her body. The electricity was making her cum continually, holding her at that peak while her pussy muscles knotted up until they cramped and throbbed.

She couldn't even cry out her delight. She hammered her knuckles against the sides of the box until they bled, cumming and cumming until her body was drenched in sweat.

"Uhhhhhh…"

Just when the girl thought she would collapse in the coffin-like box, the current stopped. She was still shivering and jerking, her tits rubbing up and down against the front of the box while her cunt reveled in the prickling heat of the lancing needles.

The door of the box suddenly opened and a burst of cool damp air washed against her sweating skin. Jack caught her as her knees gave way and she fell forward. He was holding her back against the rear of the box, his eyes dancing merrily.

"Enjoying yourself? Sure as hell sounded like you were gettin' off in there," Jack said.

"No, no, lemme alone," she murmured, unable to look him in the face.

"No, I don't think you want that… least of all, right now."

"Oh, Betti, I tried to get them to stop, but…" Another smack silenced the hanging girl Betti didn't even turn to see her friend. It was useless to protest, to beg them for anything. Jack had warped these youths' minds, bending them to his sick way of thinking.

He had nearly done that with her, Betti thought, looking up through her long blonde lashes. But she would resist. She would fight the feelings running rampant even now in her. She would fight anything to keep her own identity, even if that meant fighting her own mother. "Now, I think we're gonna finally finish this little slut off for a while… do somethin' that's gonna make her remember us. You can watch, Tina, 'cause the same thing's gonna happen to you!"

Tina bit her trembling lower lip, her eyes wide with terror as she looked at the marks on her friend. While Betti had been trapped in that awful box, the boys had brought out more "toys" from the back of the garage.

One was narrow and tall – a sturdy wooden device, rectangular in nature, steadied by a – broad firm base attached to the upright boards with four small two-by-fours nailed in at fortyfive degree angles. There was an inner frame attached to the outer two upright supports, the frame about one foot above the broad base board. Tied to the corners of the frame were slim black leather thongs that now hung limply. Betti drew back, her flesh crawling. She saw immediately the inner frame could rotate around like the inside of a free-standing beauty mirror. The box and the needles and the current had been more than enough to weaken her. This surely would drive her to the hospital! She shrugged away from the young men grabbing at her, slapping futilely at Jack, then beating her fists against his massive chest. But her escape attempts were futile. The ass only shook their heads and pursued her, dragging her screaming and protesting to the frame.

She could hear Tina wailing as well, the young brunette seeing herself up on the frame in a few minutes.

Joe held Betti while Jack and his buddy pulled her hands to either upper corner of the inner frame. He fastened the leather thongs tightly around her chafed wrists, criss crosing the restraints just below her wrist bone and binding the bonds with a slip knot.

Betti pulled at the leather, feeling the thongs tighten even more with each move she made. It was with despair that the girl allowed Jack to finish his job, wrapping the thongs around her ankles and fixing her so that her body made a broad X in the frame.

"Now, for this."

He pushed the bottom of the frame forward, tilting her body backward so her ass anted out and hung invitingly for all to see.

"Oh please, no, don't… don't hurt me anymore!"

Jack slapped her bare ass playfully, sticking one finger up into her asshole while tilting her back even more. Betti jerked her head from side to side, feeling the weight of her body pull painfully against her bound wrists and ankles. He had her parallel with the garage floor, in a moment, her body hanging down like a sack of flour. She shuddered, her tits flattened against her heaving chest while her long blonde hair hung down to the cement. The tearing black leather was acting as a kind of aphrodisiac while that awful heat in her cunt grew more and more intense.

Betti groaned, her head hanging back while she closed her eyes. Oh, God in heaven, would she ever be normal again? "Uhhhhh…"

"The little slut can hardly wait," Jack said, laughing as he slapped her ass again.

"Hey, lemme warm up her butt," Joe said, puling his belt from his jeans and holding it doubled in his right hand.

"Joe, you can't!" Tina cried.

"Shut up, Sis."

Betti heard the hissing sound of his belt cutting through the air and cringed, her body tensing like a wound spring as the belt smacked against her ass. She jerked, her fingers curling while her body snapped up, then fell back down once more. Again and again, the boy slapped her ass with his belt, leaving long red marks on her asscheeks.

"Hey, okay, enough," Jack said when the boy aimed a particularly hard blow against the girl's shitter.

"Man, oh man, I'm cummin' in my fucking pants!" Joe rasped.

A dark stain appeared in the front of his Levi's as he dropped his belt and grabbed his crotch.

Jack nodded glumly, kicking aside the belt as he pushed down his own jeans and grabbed the sides of the frame. Betti could hear his heavy breathing and knew he was going to fuck her.

The idea of having to endure this humiliation in front of them and the others somehow excited her. She could hear her friend gasp as Jack's hard-on sprang out, his prick bobbing and lifting as the smell of her aroused pussy wafted to his nose.

"Hot pussy, man! Hot pussy!" he muttered, pushing his mouth up against the back of her neck and biting her there.

Betti shuddered. He was violating her, humiliating her, and she loved every second of it!

What was wrong with her? Why was she this weak? She could hear Tina calling out to her, telling her to be strong. Something was happening inside her, something that made her want this to happen and go on for a long time.

The girl let out a groan, shuddering while her skin puckered up in tingling goose pimples. Jack dug his dirty ragged nails into her hips and rasped out some command. The footboard rattled as Betti felt him righting the frame a little more. His prick was jabbing at her shitter. Oh, God in heaven, he was going to ravage her ass! Joe was pulling down his leans, the front gummed with milky cum. But his cock was still hard. With a nod from his buddy, Joe stepped onto the front of the platform, jabbing his prick up against her cunt while Jack pushed his cock against her asshole. Her ass ring tightened as his prickhead split her asshole and burrowed into her bowels. Betti gagged, her head jerking while Joe tried fucking into her cunt. He was going to tear her cherry, the last thing she had of value, Betti thought.

"No, no, don't!"

Both men fucked her at the same time. Her cunt spasmed and itched while Jack fucked his prick into her hot, sticky asshole with greater force and abandon. Joe was trying to fuck his cock deep into her pussy. But he couldn't get himself quite hard enough to reach and pop her cherry.

"Man, oh man, hot cunt, hot pussy! Her cunt's fuckin' milkin' against my cock! Shit, and I came before… ahhhhhhh!"

Betti felt the pain edging around her asshole, her body whipping back and forth, the force of her movements making the wood around her groan. She could feel Jack's fingers tugging at her asscheeks, while Joe fucked her cunt as best he could. She licked her dry lips, awful, lusty moans escaping from her lips.

Tina wailed with horror. Betti didn't care. She was being fucked in both holes by two vital, virile young men. She laughed, her cries shrilling through the small garage. The blond youth who had been with Joe and Jack all the while watched sullenly, jacking off.

Jack suddenly let out a cry as his climax hit. Betti could feel it! It was just as it had been the last time, when all those gouts of cum spattered into her asshole. They were fucking her to the limit now, her asshole grossly stretched while Joe worked his cockhead against her cherry. She thought she would die as her hips gyrated wildly. Her face was flushed, contorted into a twisted mask of fuck-lust as she drew in ragged breaths. She was going to cum. She was rutting now right there in front of the pulleys tugging her arms and legs against the leather restraints until they threatened to cut through her sweaty, flushed flesh.

"Uhhghghghghghg!"

She was a mindless fucking thing, unable to control the feelings rioting through her. Spit slicked the corners of her mouth as she bounced as best she could against the rattling double frame.

She came and came and came on the awful frame. Her lips were pulled back and her eyes were glazed with lust. She could see Tina hanging there. She could see that her friend was horrified, disgusted at what she saw. But Betti didn't care as that hard fat cockbone rummaged around her in her ass guts, pushing aside her organs painfully with the forward fuck-thrusts.

Oh God, God, to have two big cocks pushing around in her! Even though Joe's cock was growing softer by the minute, still it was delicious having two men fucking her at the same time.

"Ohhhhhh!"

Jack shot the remainder of his rum load, slapping her hanging ass with both hands, then finally leaning heavily against her back. She could feel his tongue licking between her jutting shoulder blades as he slowly pulled his prick almost out of her ravaged asshole.

Betti groaned, her body shivering as if he had touched her with those damnable electric needles again. She could feel the hot jizz dribbling down the backs of her thighs while his prickhead remained in her stretched shitter for a second. She could feel the flanged cockhead tugging at her ass ring, making the wrinkled flesh pucker outward as if she were going to take a shit.

"Oooooooh!"

Betti's lips formed a large circle as she felt Jack's hard cock pop out of her shitter with a squishy sound. Joe had already pulled his cock free and was staggering around, wiping his hands and trying to pull his Levi's up.

"Hey, Brad, over here. You ain't tried this one," Jack said, hiking up his Levi's and jerking his head in Tina's direction.

The brunette girl shook her head from side to side, her eyes widening as she looked at the blond boy's hard, throbbing pride. Having watched the scene in front of him. Brad was more than ready to fuck the hanging girl.

"And she's all yours," Jack added, noticing that Joe seemed to have some regrets about having his sister used as meat. "Come on, it's what we agreed."

Jack put a restraining hand on his buddy. Joe shook his head, turning away while his sister started screaming. Brad was on top of her, slapping her with one hand while cupping his fingers against her pussy with the other.

"Oh God, God…"

Betti smiled, feeling herself wallowing in the filth these men had created. The sounds of her friend's screams were like music to her as she hung there, cum dripping from her cunt and asshole. Oh, she had been such a naughty, naughty girl! She had led her friend hear and now reveled in Tina's cries as she thought again – and again of having been double-fucked by these horny young studs.

"And don't worry, baby. Like I told you the hot time, I ain't finished with you and your family yet," Jack said to Betti.