Teacher bound for torture

CHAPTER THREE

Jack quickly tired of her yelling. He stepped up to her and struck her hard across the cheek with the back of one hand.

Clint held off for a moment, listening to the history teacher sobbing her dismay and pain. Then he jabbed forward once more.

"Ahghghghghghhghhhh!" Susan screamed louder, her body stiffening and jerking forward away from the terrible hot, stabbing [missing text].

The whole ring of her tightened shitter felt as if it were being torn away. Susan begged him to stop, or at least to go more slowly. Clint only laughed at her pleas.

The more she cried, the more they laughed and hooted at her. In the end Clint won out, gripping her so tightly around the hips that his fingernails left long, red marks wherever they were anchored.

Again the pressure eased around her asshole. Was he repositioning himself? Susan didn't know. She could hear the legs of the chair scraping against the cellar floor behind her. Looking to her left, Susan watched as Jack leaned against a concrete pillar, his fingers moving up and down his thick, eight-inch prick. He was swirling his fingers slowly around his dark red cock head now and Susan licked her lips. For one mad instant she thought about opening her mouth and taking that thing into her throat. She had done that once.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Susan relaxed some more, her eyes glazing over as they studied Jack's cock rod. She felt herself pushing outward from her guts as if she were shitting. Then one of Clint's hands left her hips. She felt him bracing his cockshaft with those fingers, holding it stiff against the rubbery, beaten circle of her ass.

"Hot man, real hot! Christ, she's gonna fry up my prick by the time I stick it into her," Clint said, bending his knees a little while squeezing his cockhead up against her ass chute once again.

"No, no, don't! Oh God, you'll tear something back there. I know it!"

Then, like a huge hard rock, Clint's cock jammed against her relaxed asshole. Susan's eyes rounded in wild surprise as her chest rose mightily. Her nostrils flared while the cords stood out in her neck. She was the picture of horrified surprise. It was happening. It was really happening! He was fucking her ass. She could feel half his cockhead already shoved into her. The frantic woman moved her ass around, jerking her thighs forward as if she could actually escape this brutal attack.

"Stay still, damnit! You move around and I'll have my buddy work you over while I ass fuck you. You want that to happen?"

"No, no!" Susan sobbed.

"Then take it."

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!"

She let her head fall forward in defeat, the long blonde hair curtaining her face. She took great, puffing breaths, trying to do all she could to ease that increasing pain knifing through her body. Susan also felt her cunt grow strangely hot, almost crying out to feel that fat cockhead. Oh, to feel his prick rubbing up against her clit, tingling into her cunt while his fat balls nestled up against her crotch. But the fantasy was broken by yet another painful shove. Susan let out a sobbing gasp, her fingers tightening around the rattling overhead chain.

"No!"

Her protest echoed off the cold, damp cinderblock walls once again. How strangely delicious the obscene slickness of his cockskin against her ravaged ass felt. Consciously the woman did all she could to ease the tension of her asshole against his prick. If only she could relax, relax completely. Maybe that would make things that much easier, that much more delightful.

"Uhhhhhhhh!"

Clint let go of her hip, arching his back now and looking down as his cock slipped between her ass cheeks. It was only part of the way in now, the center bent slightly by the gripping pressure still plaguing the teacher's asshole. Susan moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow invasion of that prick in her ass hurt her terribly. If she could somehow convince the teen to fuck her, in the cunt instead of the ass she would be so much happier.

"Yaghghghhhhh!"

Another inch of cock shoved into her! Susan saw bright exploding lights in front of her. The pain of his gradual fuck was killing her. Everytime Clint shoved another thick inch into her asshole the woman thought he was surely going to tear something deep inside her. She jerked and sobbed on those chains, begging him to stop, and yet secretly wanting this fuck to go on and on.

"God!"

"How does it feel, man?" Jack asked, rubbing his balls with the flat of his hand.

"Uhhh… good and… uh… hot and tight," Clint said with some effort. "Christ, she's a hot little fuck. I always… uhhhh always thought she was going to be good but man, never thought this number'd be the little mink… fuck!"

Clint closed his eyes, his body shivering as Susan's sphincter cinched down on his invading cock. He reached down and cupped both ass cheeks, squeezing them so hard the woman yelped in pain. Again Susan did all she could to relax.

"Better," Clint said.

The woman bit her lip. All of a sudden she felt his cock slide halfway in. It had happened so quickly – the relaxing of her shitter and the resulting deep, long fuck. Her arms and legs spasmed, her belly tightening while she felt her fucked for the first time in months, and fucked in the ass!

The fire in her pussy became greater, singeing the rounded tip of her hard little clit. Susan kicked out her legs again, drawing them together and rubbing her thighs against one another. If only she could have something inside her cunt now! Yes, something long and thick and hard fucking through her while that awful teen behind her finished his assfucking.

"Uhhhhh… oooooohhhhh!"

Clint shoved in a little more, moving his hands up until they covered her tits. Susan loved that, loved the touch of his fingers pressing into her tit mounds. She felt him pinching her nipples, the sharp pain adding to the lewd fires burning her cunt and asshole.

"Oh man, man, fuck it out, baby, come on, fuck that ass back against me while I drive my cock right up the old asshole!"

"Noooooo!"

Susan thought she would surely come apart from all the lusty sensations racing through her. Looking through heavy-lidded eyes, she saw Jack rubbing up his cock again, staring at her while his buddy fucked her in the ass hard.

"Ohhh, what are you doing now? What… oh God, no, don't!"

He was pulling out. She could feel the obscene suction tearing at her asshole! While pinching her nipples, rolling the nubs around like peas between his fingers, Clint pulled his cock out. The woman thought her bowels were turning inside out. She cried out again, snapping her thighs back, rubbing the rounded tops of her ass against his flat belly. No, no, he couldn't be pulling out – not now, not when her cunt and asshole were both on fire!

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Susan bit her lip. She couldn't even cry out now, couldn't sob out her dismay. She couldn't think of anything to say, not with that hard, thick bar of cockmeat being slowly drawn from her asshole. Again she shoved her ass against him, looking for some relief from the obscene sucking in her ass-chute.

"Okay, baby, you want my prick so bad – take it, all of it!"

"Owwwwwwww!"

Clint tightened his grip again, his feet nearly slipping off the low-slung chair behind her. There was a moment's pause then Susan felt his prick pushing back into her, squeezing hard into her asshole. She let out another cry of frustrated delight, feeling her cunt going into spasms of need.

The folding, slippery ring of his foreskin massaged the sensitive nerves in her ass. It was almost like having an obscene mouth around her asshole and Susan remembered how Jack's tongue had felt tickling into her bowels while his fingers held her as cheeks spread apart. The round, firm mounds of her butt flexed against, Clint's belly, seeking more of the lascivious fullness that threatened to split her ass wide open.

"Want more, baby? You want mote of my cock up your fuckin' ass, teach?"

Susan couldn't answer that question. As much as she wanted to, something deep inside her refused to speak up to her students. It was just too awful to admit what was so apparent from her actions.

"No, no," she sobbed, her head hanging down once more in shame.

"Yeah, she don't want it," Jack scorned, moving up to her and taking her by the chin.

He pushed her head back, looking her straight in the eye. Susan shuddered.

"You want my cock so bad in your cunt you could cry, right, baby? And you won't get it for a while. Back there my buddy's takin' care of your ass. Gotta wait. Sorry."

Susan growled, shaking her head away from that chucking hand. How she hated them both, hated them for having turned her into this rutting animal.

"Shove it to 'er, man. Get that cock all the way in till she's spittin' cum."

Clint grunted, shoving it down past where it had last fucked. Susan shivered, imagining that thick bar of cock going in until she indeed could taste his cm shooting into her body. The woman dangled there like some dead animal, her body trembling as that tree trunk of a prick impaled her.

"Uhhhhh… oh God, no, no, finish it. Oh God, can't take it any more! Stop it, stop it!"

Clint started forward again after having pulled nearly all the way out. Susan pressed her ass back against him, curling her spine. It was mad, all mad. The strange fullness inside her belly was starting to excite her up to climax. Susan wrinkled her forehead, her feet kicking out from under her as she bounced up and down on the clanking, restraining chains.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

"Come on, baby, come on and say fuck me. I wanna hear that. Wanna hear how much you wanna get my cock up your asshole," Clint murmured, biting her ear.

"No, no, never!"

Susan inhaled sharply, her moans shuddering deep in her chest. He was all the way in her now, she guessed. The woman could feel the bristly, hairy fur around his cock and balls tickling her ass. Clint held her there for a moment, resting his chin against the nape of her neck. She felt his puffing, panting breaths against her moist, hot skin. How she liked this!

His knees were trembling against the backs of her legs while his hands smoothed over her belly and tits. And most importantly, his cock was jerking around inside her bowels without him even moving! Yes, she could feel that hot, long, thick prick twitching and jerking about.

"Uhhhhhh!"

Susan thought the strange suction going on in her asshole would drive her over the brink into madness. Was it possible to be fucked crazy? Susan could well believe she would go at least half-mad when her climax finally shot through her like lightning.

"Oh no, no, don't… oh God!"

He was fucking her harder now, his belly slapping wetly against her ass. Her body was swaying dangerously back and forth, the chair threatening to overturn more than once and take Clint with it.

"Fuck, baby, fuck, fuck, fuck all the way, get that ass movin'."

The tempo of that ass-ripping cock was increasing, knocking more wind from the helpless, bound schoolteacher. Susan squeezed her asshole tightly around Clint's cock, trying to grab more sensation, more delight. He reached around once more, his fingers digging juices spurting from her fuzzy little cunt hole. The stud began strumming her cunt, pushing the tiny organ down, then letting it slip back up between his fingers. When the woman screamed with unspeakable delight, Clint stabbed two fingers into her cunt hole. He twisted them around and around, making sure his knuckles brushed up against her clit. And then he began fucking her harder, faster, more violently, his knees knocking constantly against the backs of her legs.

"Noooooooo!"

Sexual heat burned her clit white Clint rounded the final turn of his fucking. Susan felt her mind going black. Nothing was real, nothing existed except her, Clint, and the continual hot fucking of her asshole and the strumming of her clit.

"No stop… uhhhh… no stop, no, no stop!" Susan cried.

All she could do was beg for more – more fucking, more cock, more fingering of her pussy. Even the terrible pulling and tearing of the chain around her wrist seemed nothing compared to the hot fire burning through her body. Her blood scorched through her veins while Clint grunted and wheezed behind her.

"Man, that's it! Fuck that little bitch till she blows up," Jack growled.

"Christ it's better 'n fuckin' pussy, man. She's gonna pop on me right. Christ, her pussy's clampin' down on my fingers. She'd snap a guy's cock right off if she had one in 'er right now."

Susan panted. She knew she was being fucked, really fucked hard and fast. The way her cunt was reacting, the woman didn't care any longer where that cock was. She felt as if she were turning into a cunt-soft, wet, clasping, wanting to be filled with cock. How that stiff, thick bar of shoving cock meat in her ass seemed to slow, then speed up as if it had a will of its own. Throwing her head around, the woman wanted it all to happen at once.

She could hear Clint's desperate panting, could hear the little moans under his breath. She knew he was close to shooting his wad deep in her ass. Susan closed her eyes, thinking how they must look – she hung from the ceiling, her body stretched and lithe while this stud was standing on a chair behind her, splitting her ass wide open with that eight-inch prick. Susan cried out, hunching her ass back and forth to increase the friction burning up her asshole.

"That's it, bitch, come on! Fuck it out, fuck it out till you blow your brains out!"

Clint let out a lusty grunt, ramming his prick deep into her ass then holding it there. Susan thought she could feel her asshole lining tearing from the blow. His prick had hit her like a freight train. Then Clint began shouting and she felt hot jizz explode deep in her ass. His fingers roamed freely over her cunt, jamming deep in her pussy, fucking her while his cock dumped wad after wad of spunk into her asshole!

"Uhhhhh… you Goddamned slut, take it! Suck up my jizz with your ass!"

"Noooooooo!"

"Man, do it, do it, fuck 'er good, dump that spunk in her shitter!" Jack said, jacking his own prick while staring at the fucking couple with glazed eyes.

"Uhhhh… yaghghghhghh!"

Susan felt her cunt snap down on nothing. She snapped back, wailing while more and more of the teen's jizz slicked down her asschute. She convulsed, her dangling body pounding against Clint's chest. The teen held her tightly, his hands fucking her like a cock. She could feel those lightning-like jolts of heat coming from his cock deep in her ass. Clint pulled out his prick a little, then slipped it back in, rubbing his groin up and down against her pillowing asscheeks. He bit down on the nape of her neck, nearly breaking the flesh.

And then it was over. She felt her cunt come up close to climax then fade away as Clint began withdrawing his prick from her asshole.

"No!" Susan cried out again.

The pulling out was disrupting the smashing rhythm of her mini-orgasm. It was sending too many signals up her spine. Her brain just couldn't, handle all the sensations racing through her body.

"The bitch wants more. We'll have to give 'er more later. Gonna rest now," Clint said, yanking his prick all the way out.

Susan sobbed, her arms straightening slowly. She felt so lonely, so left our with no prick in her ass. But the evening had only begun.