The Intruder

Chapter 7

There was a crackling sound and Jessie shrieked so loud that Caitlin screamed as well. The blonde's pelvis shot forward so hard her spine almost snapped as she jerked her cunt away from the searing pain that was biting at it.

Her entire body flew across her sister and landed in a whimpering heap against the wall as she scrambled around to look behind her, mouth and eyes wide.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Jones laughed uproariously.

"Liked that I bet, Slut," he sneered, eying the two lasciviously.

"I see you to slut dykes are getting into it without my say so. Baaaad giiiiirls." He touched the tip of the cattle prod to Caitlin's hip and the brunette howled and jerked backwards, so both girls were now crouched wide eyed against the wall.

"You! Blonde slut! Get your cunt over here, right now!" He growled.

Jessie whimpered fearfully, her eyes on the cattle prod, but there was nowhere to run. She edged forward to the end of the bed, then slid her legs over the edge and stood up. Jones put his hand on her face and shoved her hard, hurling her back against the bed. She fell back but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her off the bed.

Her ass hit the floor with a loud thump. He sniggered then and lifted her ankle high, almost lifting her whole body off the floor. He jabbed the cattle prod down against her cunt and screwed it from side to side, forcing it inside her snatch.

Jessie whimpered and moaned, pleading with him not to shock her again. "No! No! No!" she begged, but he pushed down on the button and sent high voltage pain ripping into her nervous system. She howled and screamed, her body thrashing violently, half on the floor, half in mid-air.

Jones kept a tight hold on her ankle as she jerked and shook and strained against him. Finally she ripped free and scuttled across the floor. He followed, kicking her hard in the ass so she fell on her face.

"All right, whore, get back near the bed, on your knees." he ordered.

Whimpering in pain and terror, Jessie scurried back towards the bed and knelt, sitting back on her heels. Jones pointed the prod at Caitlin.

"Off your ass, whore," he snarled. "I got something for you and your slut sister." He hurled the chain and leather at her and it bounced off Caitlin's sore titties. Caitlin yelped, then edged off the bed and backed herself against a dresser.

"Put those on the blonde whore, girl and do it fast," Jones glared.

Caitlin stared at the jumble of chain and leather then eased away from the dresser and picked some of it up. There were a number of small leather bands, sort of like wrist bands. They had metal studs and small rings set in their sides. She picked one up and eyed Jessie hesitantly.

"On her wrists and ankles, you stupid piece of cunt meat," Jones snarled.

Caitlin swallowed fearfully, then reached down and gripped her sister's arm, lifting it. Jessie held it up obediently as Caitlin fitted a leather band around her wrist. She held up the other and Jessie raised her other hand so it too could be encircled by one of the leather bands.

In due course both her ankles were also circled by leather bands. After them came a leather collar, also studded and also with a ring, just like a dog collar, in fact. She fitted it around Jessie's small throat with a look of regret at the kneeling girl.

Jones flicked a wide metal ring at her and Caitlin grabbed it, looking at it in confusion.

"Fasten her wrists together behind her back you stupid, shit faced, whore," Jones said in a conversational tone.

Caitlin saw that by pressing hard against one side of the metal ring she could create a small opening. She pulled Jessie's wrists together at the small of her back and slid the ring through both the rings in her wrist bands, linking them together.

"Now fasten them to her collar," Jones sneered.

"But… but…

"The chain, you fuck eyed fat assed cunt brained piece of shit."

She picked up a long piece of chain but Jones pressed the tip of the cattle prod against her wrist and she screamed and dropped it.

"The short one, slut mouth."

She picked up a very short chain and saw that there was a small ring at one end similar to the one binding Jessie's wrists together. She pulled Jessie's collar around so the ring on it was behind her and snapped the chain into the ring, then pulled her bound wrists up.

Jessie began gasping in pain long before her wrists were high enough to reach the end of the short chain. Caitlin hesitated to push them up higher but knew Jones would not be satisfied otherwise. She pushed as slowly and gently as she could, edging her sister's slim arms higher and higher as Jessie gasped and moaned and whined in pain.

She had to raise them almost up to Jessie's neck, before she could fasten the ring to the end of the chain.

"Now put the same things on yourself, cunt," Jones ordered.

Caitlin donned the wrist bands and ankle bands, then slid the other collar around her own throat. She couldn't tie them together but Jones didn't seem to intend that just yet. He reached down and gripped Jessie by the hair, dragging her to her feet.

Jessie gasped and moaned, every movement putting pressure on her agonized arms. Her head was pulled back, her chest thrust out as her arms pulled back on her throat. Her eyes rolled fearfully as she tried to look behind her at Jones.

Jones was smiling, which meant bad new.

"Okay, cunt, here's this slut sister of yours. I think she needs to know who's boss. I want you to punch her in the stomach as hard as you can."

Caitlin looked at Jessie's helpless body in consternation. She didn't want to hit her sister, but was frightened of what Jones would do if she refused. She was painfully aware of the cattle prod still clutched in his other hand.

"Right now, cunt!"

She drew back her fist and thumped it weakly into Jessie's belly. Jessie grunted, though not much. Jones hauled her aside and stabbed the cattle prod into Caitlin's belly. The sizzling power ripped into the brunette's guts as she screamed in agony.

She was thrown back against the dresser, Jones keeping the prod jammed into her belly as he sneered in pleasure. Caitlin instinctively grabbed at the prod but her hands burned as the power ripped into them as well. Jones laughed and pulled it back. Caitlin shook and trembled as she fell to her knees, then rolled forward onto the carpet, clutching her belly.

"You better learn to do what I tell you, fuck hole." Jones said.

"Now, you're gonna punch the blonde whore in the belly. If you don't and if it isn't hard, I'll stick this thing up your cunt and fry your brains."

She slowly climbed back to her feet, panting and whimpering, tears in her eyes. Jones swung Jessie around in front of him again and smiled.

"Now, slut!" He yelled.

Terrified, Caitlin drew back her fist and punched Jessie as hard as she could in the belly. The blonde gurgled in pain and tried to bend forward but was drawn back sharply by the agony in her shoulders when she did. She felt sick and dizzy and her belly ached.

"Good, now lets' see you punch her in the tit, either one will do."

Anxiously, torn between not wanting to hurt Jessie and terror of the cattle prod, Caitlin slammed her fist into Jessie's left tit mound. Her fist sunk deep into the soft flesh before coming to rest against her sister's ribs.

Jessie screamed in pain but Jones held her easily in place.

"Again, this time her other tit." He held up the prod menacingly and Caitlin squeaked in fear and slammed her fist into Jessie's other tit. Again Jessie howled in pain as the fist smashed into her soft, tender meat, but there was nothing she could do.

"On your knees, whore!" Jones yelled. Caitlin dropped to her knees, gratefully, thinking she wouldn't have to hurt Jessie again. Jones had other ideas, he bent Jessie forward, ignoring the groans of pain from the trembling girl.

She kept her head pulled back as Jones bent her forward at the waist so her fat tit sacks hung below her like full water balloons. Both hung just about level with Caitlin's face. "Let's see how good you are at boxing, slut box. I want you to start punching these two fat torpedoes here and keep doing it as hard and fast as you can until I say stop."

"Oh please no," Caitlin whimpered. Jones stabbed the prod against the side of her neck and pain exploded in the shaking girl's mind, hurling her back against the wall where she sagged to the floor. Jones stabbed the prod down against her foot, then against her side, then her ass then her back as the girl twisted and turned, shrieking in agony and terror.

Jones pulled back, laughing. Caitlin lay curled up in the corner, sobbing and trembling and shaking in pain and terror. She shivered uncontrollably as looked down with a smile of satisfaction on his face.

"Now get your ass over here, you miserable slut box and do what I tell you or you'll get it twice as bad next time."

Caitlin couldn't move for a minute, but then crawled across to them and jerked upright on her knees, her body still trembling, her eyes wide and wild.

"Start punching at these milk bags," Jones ordered, pressing down against the back of Jessie's neck.

Caitlin lifted her hand in a girlish fist and slapped it at Jessie's tit. It struck and smashed the tit backwards.

"Faster! Harder! Faster! Harder! Harder! Harder!" Jones shouted angrily.

Caitlin punched with her other fist, then with the first, then the second, punching harder and faster and straighter as some of her body began to sort itself out from the violent electrical firestorm that had ripped through it.

Jessie screamed in agony as her tits flopped and jerked and bounced under the continuous blows of her sister's two fists. The two heavy mammaries swung and bounced as Caitlin's fists sunk into their soft meat and sent them hurling backwards like punching bags.

Caitlin had never used speed bags, or even really seen them but she was using Jessie's tits like twin speed bags now as she rattled her fists against the bouncing flesh again and again. Jones laughed in amusement as he watched.

"Enough," he said, twirling the blonde around by her hair and shoving her down to her knees. She bent her over, mashing her face against the floor as he picked up something from the bed. He tossed it to Caitlin and ordered her to put it on.

Caitlin wasn't even sure what it was at first. Her thinking processes weren't working all that well. Still, she slipped it on, realizing quickly what its purpose was. It was a dildo, only it strapped around her hips and nestled down between her legs like a man's penis. She knew it was for fucking her sister with.

"All right, whore, give this blonde slut a real ride," he grinned. "Stick it up her snatch and fuck the bitch till she cums."

Jessie was oblivious to what was being said or done behind her. She sobbed in pain, wanting to fondle her aching titties, which were throbbing with agony as they lay pressed against the floor beneath her. She felt something hard pressing against her cunt, but the sensation was trifling next to the agony of her tits and she practically ignored it.

The dildo was very long, however and quite thick too. It slid remorselessly into Jessie's tight, snug cunt sheath, Caitlin having no choice, or thought of doing other than burying it in the slender blonde's cunt box. She wiggled her hips from side to side when the dildo met resistance, screwing the thick rubber prong around inside Jessie's snatch, humping back and forth until it pushed deeper.

She grunted with the effort, her hands on her sister's hips as she drove the dildo steadily deeper into her cunt chamber. Only when her own hips were pressed hard against Jessie's soft round buttocks did she began to draw back.

She fucked into Jessie's cunt cleft with a steady humping motion, going fast because she knew Jones wanted her to. Jessie hardly seemed to notice at first. She moaned, as she'd been doing for some time but did not try to resist or move away.

"Harder!" Jones ordered.

The order wasn't unexpected and Caitlin immediately began to fuck harder, drilling the thick rubber cock back and forth inside Jessie's fuck tunnel. Her hips began to slap against Jessie's ass flesh with greater force and noise now and Jessie grunted with the impact of the dildo against her fuck box.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" she groaned in accompaniment to the slapping of Caitlin's flesh against her buttocks.

"I think she needs something else to turn her on," Jones commented.

"Take out the dildo and take this." He handed her the cattle prod.

She almost dropped it, staring wide-eyed at the metal tube. Jones undid Jessie's collar and unclipped her wrists from the chain. The blonde groaned in relief as she let her still bound wrists slide down her back. Jones immediately slid a slender chain noose over the blonde's head and down around her throat, then gave the other end of the chain to Caitlin.

"Now whore, you're gonna ride this bitch like she's fuckin' buckin' bronco. And she will be too. Stick that prod as deep in her cunt as it'll go, then hang onto the chain and press the button."

Caitlin thought, briefly, about using the prod on him, but was sure he was prepared for such a thing and doubted she'd be able to reach him before he knocked it out of her hand. Anyway, she was too frightened. She eased the tube into her sister's cunt, reluctantly pushing it deep into her snatch until she could get it no further.

"When I say, you press the button and if she gets away from you before I say to stop I'll shove it up your cunt and show you how easy it is to hold a whore in place and ride her with the prod."

Caitlin nodded her head quickly, gasping in fear at the thought. She pulled the chain tight, not thinking or caring that it tightened around Jessie's slim throat.

"Now!" Jones shouted. Caitlin yelped in fear, her finger pressing down on the button.

Jessie howled in agony, her body pulling desperately against the chain as she tried to tear herself free from the horrible pain ripping through her guts. Her knees smashed and ground against the carpet as her body shook violently, thrashing and pulling, even as the chain choked the breath out of her.

Her head whipped back and forth and her body trembled and shook. She tried to rise several times only to be forced back by Caitlin, who jammed the prod down hard against the back wall of her cunt tunnel. She shook and bucked like a horse, her upper body flying upwards off the floor and back against Caitlin.

Terrified that she'd get loose and Jones would subject her to the prod, Caitlin hung on for dear life, pulling down hard on the chain as Jessie tried to rise to her feet, holding the prod inside her thrashing, shaking, squirming, writhing sister's honey pot as Jessie howled and screamed in tortured agony.

Finally, the breath choked out of her, Jessie fell forward, flat on her belly. Caitlin still knelt between her spread legs, holding the prod down against her snatch as the blonde bounced and shook and trembled on the floor, grunting and gurgling like an epileptic having a fit.

"Enough," Jones said lazily, grinning.

Caitlin turned off the juice and slid the prod out of Jessie's cunt, letting go of the chain. She whimpered herself as she looked down at her sister, still trembling and gurgling and shaking.

"I bet she won't forget that soon," Jones laughed. "Okay, slut, turn her over and start eating that pussy."

Caitlin rolled her sister over, spreading her legs further as she knelt and pressed her face into her bald, burned up little cunt. She tongued her slit, sliding her moist pink tongue up and down the dry cleft, then pushing it inside.

Jessie seemed oblivious to what she was doing. She was still shaking and grunting and Caitlin had to hold her thighs down to keep her gash in place. She pushed her tongue deep into the hole, hoping to moisten some of the fried cunt she had abused.

Her tongue slurped and sucked and slid up and down the blonde's honey pot, probing inside her fuck hole as she sucked cunt. In a determined effort to relieve some of the pain, Caitlin began to rub and suck on Jessie's clitty, her tongue stroking over it again and again.

Jessie's mind was a bedraggled mess, fractured into a thousand pieces by the terrible pain she had undergone. Her body though, reacted as it was made to. On automatic pilot, without the guilt, fear, or anger to effect it, her clit began to buzz with pleasure from the careful stroking of the other woman's tongue.

Caitlin sucked two of her fingers, moistening them, then slid them up into Jessie's snatch, pumping them slowly in and out as she continued to lick and suck on her sister's clitty. She felt Jessie's own lubrication beginning to seep out from her pussy walls and said a small prayer of thanks.

Jessie was still trembling, though not as violently. Her grunts and groans had been replaced by delirious mutterings and whispers, words neither of the others could make out. Caitlin sucked hard on her clitty as she stroked her fingers in and out of the cunt hole she herself had so abused.

Jessie showed no reaction, but her body was obviously responding and that was what Caitlin wanted. She slid one hand up Jessie's body and squeezed a fat tit, kneading the flesh repeatedly as she searched for, then found the hard little nipple.

Jessie's head was jerking and thrashing from side to side and her loins were starting to hump up against Caitlin's face. Caitlin licked harder, her tongue rasping across Jessie's clit as she pumped her fingers faster in her sister's snatch.

The blonde wept and moaned and grunted insensibly, her legs pulling apart as her ass cheeks ground into the carpet and her hands jerked and quivered on the floor. Her eyes were open but unseeing as her body, responding to an age old stimulus, began to rip into an orgasmic explosion that shoved aside and then buried the sensation of pain that had enveloped the blonde.

She groaned in pleasure now, though her conscious mind wasn't aware of what was going on. Her body shook and bounced through a climax of immense proportions, her raw, frazzled nerve endings flooded and overloaded with cataclysmic ecstasy that grew and grew until it blasted the hapless, helpless girl completely out of her skin and dropped her into the blackness of unconsciousness.

"Well, you got a talented tongue, pussy," Jones snickered. He gripped her thick hair and dragged her to her feet, then shoved her against the bed, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the edge of the mattress.

"Spread those legs, whore," he ordered.

Caitlin spread her legs wider, then wider still, raising her ass in the air as he fingered her slit and asshole. He ran his hands over her round ass cheeks, then slapped them both down with a laugh.

"That's the position for you to get used to, whore. This is something all you college girls should be shown before you even start school."

He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard boner, sticking the head against her bald cunt cleft. His cockhead sank into her velvety fuck opening, disappearing from view. Caitlin grunted as he thrust forward, half his cock driving up into her belly.

"Suck it down. Suck it down," he sighed, gripping her hips as he slammed the rest of his cock meat into her fuck tunnel.

"Fucking cunt! Stinking whore! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" he grunted, drilling his prick into her buttery depths, grinding his hips against her ass flesh as he pulled hard on her hips.

"Take it! Take it!" he gasped, pounding his prick harder and harder into her soft cunt box, his hips hammering into her ass flesh, knocking her body forward away from him, only to be dragged back by his strong, iron hard grip.

"Fucking bitch!" he cursed, his hips beating a furious tattoo against her ass, his cock drilling her tight pussy, pistoning in and out as he jerked her body back and forth with savage, violent fury. Her tits swung back and forth and her head bounced helplessly as he slammed into her with remorseless anger and lust.

He grabbed her wrists, pulling them straight back along her body, pulling so hard she screamed, her arms threatening to rip free of their sockets as he used them to tear her body back against his raging hard-on. He bucked into her, his hips making brutal contact with her cupcake buttocks, hurling her forward with a scream of pain. Then he yanked back on her arms, again making her scream as he used his grip to brake her body's forward motion and jerk her back against his next ferocious thrust.

Caitlin was pounded and battered like a rag doll, yelping and groaning and sobbing in disorientation as her body bounced and jerked up and down and back and forth. He raped his cock down into her with cruel spearing strokes, skewering her aching cunt box, making her scream in pain as his lance impaled her over and over again.

He gave a groan and fell forward over her, his weight crushing her into the mattress. His body covered her, his arms sliding beneath her and nearly cutting her in half as he crushed her against him with all his strength. He ground his crotch into her ass flesh as he twisted his hard cock around inside her tight, elastic fuck sheath, then his mouth opened wide and he bit down on her shoulder, his teeth digging into her soft flesh as she quivered in agony.

He growled and drooled, his cock beginning to pump inside her again, his hips slapping against her ass meat.

"Bitch! Whore! Fucking… Ungh… Cunt! Ungh!" He buried his fuck stick inside her and still he rammed forward, mashing his hips against her, crushing her against the mattress, trying to ram his entire pelvis into her cunt opening.

Then he came, his juice spewing out the end of his fuck tool and boiling down into her belly, gushing along her silken cunt walls and flooding her womb with warm wet white sperm.

He grunted as he jerked hard on his arms, crushing her against him again, then again, then again, as though trying to force his flesh through hers, to force his entire body into her.

A last wad of sperm spat out the tip of his cock and rattled down into her belly and he finally relaxed atop the near senseless girl, groaning in satisfaction as his cock finally began to soften inside her snug cleft.