The Intruder

Chapter 8

Jones left them alone for a long while, long enough for the bedraggled, abused young women to regain some portion of their sanity and energy at least. They both groaned weakly from the hard riding they'd been given and the pain inflicted on them. Each had new sore spots to cup and squeeze and rub.

Jones didn't bother them until supper time, when they had to go down into the kitchen and make him a big dinner. The two naked girls worked side by side in the kitchen, always with an ear open for Jones' appearance, frightened he might catch them saying something against him.

Both still wore the leather bands around their ankles and wrists, though Jessie's were no longer fastened together. Neither tried to escape out the kitchen door. By now they both had the idea that Jones was practically omniscient, could read their minds and tell when they were planning something.

Neither wanted to feel his fists again, or the pain of the cattle prod. Jessie, in particular was too frightened to even think about running away from him. They made stake and potatoes and gravy and then knelt on either side of his chair, their wrists bound together behind their backs as Jones ate.

After dinner, Jones used both as foot stools, making them kneel side by side as he rested one foot on each back. He clicked through the TV channels, but found nothing half so interesting as the two rounded asses and tight, bare little cunt cracks staring up at him.

Every once in a while he would lift a foot off one of their backs, then shove hard on the girl's ass, knocking her off her knees and onto her face on the carpet. He would watch with a sneer as the girl quickly got back to her knees and scurried back into position.

Several times he leaned forward, his lighter in his hands, clicking it on and sliding it beneath a soft little cunt mound so the flame burned into tender flesh. The girl would screech in pain and fly forward as he laughed in amusement and put his lighter away.

Still, even this began to bore him after a while. He stripped and let both girls work on his cock at the same time. To make it more difficult for them he bound their hands behind them again, allowing them only their tongues and lips to work suck and lick on his balls and cock. Before he came he jammed their heads together, then spit his sperm into their faces, making them lick it off each other.

It was while he was watching Jessie suck Caitlin's nipple and yelling at the blonde to bite it off, that he got an idea that promised excitement. He played with it in his mind for a few minutes as the two girls made love together, trying to think of the most interesting way to bring it about.

He went to the kitchen and got a sewing kit, then rummaged in the jewel box for some rings. He found just what he wanted and brought them back to the living room. First he had Jessie lay flat on the coffee table, then he pulled her upwards so first her head hung over, then her shoulders. He pulled her arms back behind her neck and fastened them to the ring of her collar, then spread her legs and put them down on either side of the table, running a chain beneath the table to lock them together.

The blonde groaned in discomfort, the edge of the table digging painfully into her back. Jones ignored her, sending Caitlin scurrying to the kitchen for ice, then making her kneel with her crotch over Jessie's face, pressing down hard, her hands cupping and squeezing the girl's tits.

He pressed one of the ice cubes against Jessie's right nipple, holding it in place for several long seconds as the blonde shivered on the table. When he pulled it away, the nipple was wet and firmly erect. He took out a long, thin needle, his eyes gleaming as he beheld the twin mounds, both sticking out so hard, so full, so round and firm.

He rolled the nipple in his fingers for a few moments, then pinched the end tightly and pulled upwards. He pressed the needle against the side of Jessie's nipple and slowly pushed it in.

Jessie gave a sharp cry of pain, then another, louder yell. She started struggling, the muscles of her stomach and legs rippling as she tried to pull away. Her face jerked upwards into Caitlin's crotch, as though she could lift the girl off the floor.

She screamed louder as the needle dug into her super-sensitive flesh, boring a way through the nipple and out the other side. Both Jones and Caitlin stared in fascination at the nipple, pierced by the needle, an inch of thin steel projecting out either side.

Instead of pulling the needle all the way through, or drawing it back out, Jones turned it to one side, twisting it around in a full circle, twisting the aching nipple with it as Jessie howled in pain. He let it go and it spun around just like a propeller.

He took it out and replaced it with a small golden earring. Jessie's screams had dropped to whimpers but quickly picked up as she felt the sharp biting pain in her other nipple. Of course the way to do such things was quick, so there would be less pain. Jones pushed the needle in as slow as he could, prolonging the pain for the shaking, jerking young woman.

Then he slid a matching earring through this nipple.

Jones shifted downward along the table, eying the soft, warm pussy meat. He licked his lips as his fingers rubbed along Jessie's cunt, felt her pussy lips and looked for a good place to jam in the needle. Down at the bottom, he thought.

Again Jessie howled in pain, this time even louder, her legs jerked furiously against the legs of the table, her legs straining to pull free as Jones pushed the needle deeper and deeper into her tender cunt meat.

Jessie didn't know what was going on. All she could see was her sister's thighs ass and cunt, along with the far wall. She had no idea why her nipples had stung so and why they still stung a little and felt so odd. Nor did she know what Jones was doing to her cunt mound, to the tender, pulpy meat down there. All she knew was that it hurt… a lot.

She struggled furiously, but could do nothing as Jones pushed the needle through her flesh and out the other side, then put a fat ring through her cunt flesh just at the base of her slit. He played with the three rings, rolling them, tugging on them, twisting her soft skin until she screamed again. Finally he untied her legs and had Caitlin let her up.

Jessie stared down at the rings dangling from her sore nipples, astonishment on her face. Never in her life had she heard of people wearing rings in their nipples, nor ever imagined such a thing happening to her. She couldn't pull her hands down from behind her head and couldn't see the ring dangling from her pussy, but knew it was there, could feel it against her thighs when she closed her legs.

"Take them out! Take them out!" she cried.

"Don't tell me what to do, slut, or I'll put in a hundred more," Jones snapped.

He shoved her aside and dragged Caitlin up on the table. The brunette began to whimper in fear but didn't dare to struggle as he fastened her legs together beneath the table, then bound her wrists up against the back of her collar.

He pushed her back over the top of the table, kneeling there and sticking his cock into her mouth as he rolled the ice cube over her right nipple. He hummed softly as he pierced her nipple. Caitlin, not as alarmed as her sister had been since she knew very well what was happening, still cried out in pain, but did not thrash as much as Jessie had.

Soon both nipples and her pussy lips had rings through them and Jones got another idea. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and shuffled back a bit, still holding her head down. Before she could react he slid the needle down against her nose and jabbed it in hard.

She screamed in agony as her eyes teared up. Her nose felt like it was on fire as he forced the needle through the small layer of flesh dividing her nostrils. He pulled it out and took another earring, slipping it through the hole and clipping it in place.

He looked up at Jessie and his eyes gleamed. She started whimpering and her head turned left, then right, as though seeking a path to escape. Jones pounced on her and forced her flat on the ground, sitting on her chest and bringing his knees down hard against the sides of her head. Locked tightly in place, she could not resist as he pierced her nose as well and slid an earring through.

He let her up and she sobbed as she felt the gold ring dangling on her lower lip. It was a bit big for a nose ring, but Jones was happy and that, ultimately, was all that mattered. He released Caitlin, then forced both girls to their knees, side by side in front of him.

"Now that looks good," he sniggered. "Dirty little whores. All you cunts ought to be taught your place like this."

He looked down at the bound, naked girls, licking his bps as his eyes gleamed in delight at the delicious sight of the naked, docile female flesh that was in his control both girls knelt with their heads bowed, gazing down at the rings through their nipples and the trying to see the ones through their noses.

Jones dropped his pants and his boner stuck out hard and strong and proud. He grinned as he stepped out of his pants, then he gripped them by the hair and pulled their faces in against his crotch, rubbing his cock against them.

He pressed their faces together on either side of his cock, sliding his cock slowly forward and back between their cheeks, pressing their faces against it as he humped slowly in and out. He pulled back a bit, then pushed his cock against Caitlin's mouth. She opened it and he thrust it inside.

His cockhead pumped steadily in her mouth as he watched her begin to suck. After a minute he pulled out and pushed it into her sister's mouth. Jessie dutifully began to suck on it as well and he pumped it in and out of her soft, moist lips for a long minute too.

Wet with saliva, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and rubbed it against her face, then let her suck on it again. He took it out of her mouth and rubbed it against Caitlin's face, his eyes full of lust and power, certain of his mastery over their soft, vulnerable bodies, relishing their subjugation and degradation.

He moved behind them, then pushed their heads forward, forcing them down onto their shoulders on the floor. They knelt their, asses in the air, legs apart, arms bound behind them, as he admired their perfect round buttocks and the soft pink flesh of their pussies peaking out between their cunt lips.

He knelt behind them and slid a hand under each pussy mound, rubbing back and forth, savoring the softness of their pulpy little cunt meat. He thrust a pair of fingers into each girl's snatch and pumped steadily, wishing he had two cocks to fuck them with.

He shuffled to one side, positioning his cock against Caitlin's gash, then pushed it inside, burying the entire length to the balls inside her belly. He sighed in delight, pumping steadily, not in any hurry to get off. He fucked her for a minute, then pulled out and shifted behind Jessie, then thrust into her, jamming every inch of cock shaft inside her. -

He started fucking her with the same steady motion as he'd used on Caitlin. His left hand slid up and down Caitlin's cunt mound as he finger fucked her at the same time. He felt powerful and commanding, relishing his conquest over the snotty college girls he hated.

He pulled out of Jessie and moved over to the bag he had on a side table, pulling the strap-on dildo from it. He returned to the girls, neither of whom had moved and knelt behind Caitlin. He pressed his cock against her hole, then drove it deep inside with a single thrust.

He held the base of the dildo in his left hand, pressing the head against Jessie's snatch. He screwed and twisted it as he forced the thick rubber prong into the blonde girls fuck pit, loving the moan and grunt she gave off.

He fucked both girls now, using the same the dildo sliding in time to his cock as he came made use of the subdued girls bodies.

He started fucking harder, then harder, his hips pumping with greater energy as his excitement mounted beyond check. He no longer could restrain his furious desires as he slammed his hips into Caitlin's buttocks and pounded the dildo down into Jessie's quim.

He fucked hard and fast, using long, deep strokes that sent cockheads, both real and rubber, smashing into the deepest pits of the girls' fuck boxes.

Then he came, spitting thick gooey streams of juice up into Caitlin's belly, groaning in pleasure as he felt her tight, elastic cunt milking his tool, sucking out every last drop of fuck milk down into her hot belly. His pumping slowed and he sighed in relief, stopping and pulling his cock free of the brunette.

He jerked the dildo out of Jessie's cunt so fast she cried out in pain, which made him smile.

"Time to go to bed, whores," he sighed, rubbing his head and yawning. He led them upstairs to the master bedroom, then looked around, as though searching for a place to put them. He shoved Jessie down onto her back on the floor, then positioned Caitlin over her face, forcing her cunt down onto the blonde.

finger into the ring in Caitlin's pussy down towards Jessie's nose ring. Each and gasped in pain as he tugged on trying to clip them together. Finally he succeeded. He crawled over between Jessie's legs then and pushed Caitlin's face down into her cunt, snapping Caitlin's nose ring through Jessie's pussy ring.

He took a small gold chain and slipped it through Caitlin's nipple rings, then circled it around Jessie's back. It was very tight and pulled both her titties out towards the sides of her body, but her discomfort didn't concern him. He found another chain and slid it through Jessie's nipple rings, then around Caitlin's back.

Then he got into bed, confident neither would be able to go anywhere with their wrists bound behind them and their bodies so tightly locked together.

That each girl had her mouth pressed directly against her sister's cunt slit was merely amusing to him, though they of course found it highly uncomfortable. Neither could sleep at all, not with their nipples being pulled so hard by the chain around her sister. Any small movement, however subtle, would pull hard on a nipple ring, or worse, a nose or pussy ring, which would result in a cry of pain from one or both of them.

Hours passed, uncountable hours, as Jones snored and the two women endured the discomfort and pain of the sleepless night. Both girls had aches and pains all over their body stinging, continual discomfort from electrical burns where the cattle prod had touched them.

For Jessie, it was the second sleepless night, after the second, horrible, tense, exhausting day. She wept bitterly several times, in absolute misery. Her tears however, served no purpose other than to moisten her sister's crotch.

Sometime near dawn, the exhausted girl drifted off briefly, only to awake with a jerk of her head that made both her and Caitlin cry out in pain. Tears flowed down her cheeks again as the nose ring sent pain ripping through her face.

She couldn't even clutch her nose to rub the soreness away, nor could Caitlin cup her stinging pussy to ease the pain.

"Watch what the hell you're doing!" Caitlin snarled, panting from the pain in her tender cunt flesh.

"I'm sorry, "Jessie whimpered, blinking back tears.

"How the hell you could fall asleep…

"I haven't slept in two days!"

"Well don't do it now! You nearly tore my cunt open!"

"Did not," Jessie pouted, sniffling in misery.

"Shit that hurts," Caitlin moaned. "That lousy pervert fucker."

"I'm sorry," Jessie repeated, an idea appeared then clear mind. She pushed her tongue her sister s cunt, sliding it up and down clit, then working it in deeper.

"What are you doing?" Caitlin gasped.

"I'm trying to make you feel better."

"Well don't."

"Doesn't it feel better?" She pushed her tongue deep into Caitlin's snatch, twisting it around inside her velvety cunt box, then rasped it across her clitty with sharp, fucking motions.

"You just… just shouldn't," Caitlin groaned. Jessie didn't really hear her. She licked all along Caitlin's slit, probing deep inside with her tongue, then started a steady, soft lapping of her clitty, her soft tongue slipping over the rapidly hardening little bud again and again and again.

Caitlin lay there, weary and despondent, not caring enough to make her sister stop licking at her slit. It didn't feel bad, after all. In fact, it kind of felt good. Certainly, she'd felt little enough that was pleasurable since she'd come here yesterday morning.

After a while though, the pleasure intruded on her quiet despair, sending tingling heat into her belly, a hot, quivering lust sizzling up along her spine to her brain. She began to pay a lot more attention to what was going on between her legs, spreading her legs wide apart to let her sister lick easier.

She flicked her own tongue against Jessie's cunt, pushing it in between her cunt lips it in as deep as she could, slurping her sister's cunt box. Jessie sighed in opened her own legs.

Caitlin pushed her tongue deeper, heaving a long sigh herself as Jessie's tongue rasped particularly over her clitty.

"Oh! Oh Caitlin!" Jessie moaned as the brunette mashed her chin against the blonde girl's clit. She had to tug a little on her nose but the pain was minor next to the pleasure bubbling up into her belly.

Caitlin sucked hard on her slit and cunt, chewing and gnawing at her fuck meat as Jessie moaned louder and began shaking and trembling against her. Caitlin arched her back, pulling her tits back against the pull of the nipple rings, then she mashed her tits against Jessie's belly, groaning in pleasure.

She flickered her tongue as fast as she could against Jessie's clit, then pressed it against her lower lip and mashed it slow and hard over the buzzing little fuck button. Jessie quivered and jerked and moaned, both girls giving little cries as their bodies pulled at the rings locking them together.

Then Caitlin screamed as Jones slashed the riding crop down against her upturned ass cheeks. Her body shot forward, her cunt ring tearing at Jessie's nose, Jessie's cunt ring tearing at hers. They both cried out in pain at that.

"Fucking dyke whores!" Jones snarled. "I'm tryin' sleep!" He slashed the crop Caitlin's back again and again, raining as the brunette screamed in agony, her pained, both by the crop and by her jerking motions that pulled at her cunt and nose rings.

She rolled instinctively and the crop cracked down on Jessie's buttocks, bringing a howl of pain from the blonde. Again and again the crop cracked against the blonde's back and buttocks and thighs until Jessie rolled and then Caitlin was slashed.

Both were soon in tears and frantic pain, unable to move to avoid the pain of the crop without drawing pain from their agonized noses and cunts and nipples. All they could do was lay their and sob with pain as Jones whipped the crop down steadily.

At last he tossed the crop away and, grumbling to himself, climbed into bed again and settled down to fall back to sleep. The two tried to keep down their weeping in case they woke him again.

Hours later Jones woke up and got out of bed naked, grinning down at the two, apparently in much better humor now.

"Well, I hope you slut lesbos had a fun time munching cunt all night," Jones snorted as he stood over them. He bent and unfastened their rings, then pulled them both up by the arm, dragging them into the bathroom.

"Time for our morning milk," he snickered, lifting one of the big containers of horse it and held it against Jessie's lips. began drinking. He snickered, then and pressed it to Caitlin's lips. Remembering he'd done yesterday when she'd refused, she quickly, trying to ignore what it was she was drinking.

He turned them so their backs were towards him, then grabbed a fist full of ass with each hand, cackling with pleasure as he mashed their ass meat. He undid the links holding their wrist bands together and gave them a shove towards the tub.

"Get into the tub, whores," he ordered.

The two women stood in the tub, which still held all the sperm he had poured in the other day, then got down onto their knees as he poured the container of milky white fluid down over their heads, coating their bodies with horse cum. He picked up a second container, then a third, pouring the entire contents down on them.

"Let's see some lesbo action," he ordered, picking up another container.

Jessie was dulled eyed and hopeless. She obeyed at once, putting her arms around Caitlin and kissing her. Caitlin kissed back, trying to think of how she could get Jones, how she could escape, how she could kill him. Jones watched with lewd delight as they kissed each other and fondled each other's cum stained body.

"Suck her tits, blondie," he ordered and Jessie licking and sucking on Caitlin's the fact the white horse sperm coated it and was dripping down into of cum they knelt in.

He picked up the toilet plunger and shoved it hard against Caitlin's side, knocking both girls over onto their sides. There was a good foot of cum in the tub and they rolled in it helplessly as he poured down more. Jessie wound up on her back, her entire head under the horse sperm for long seconds before Caitlin could shift and let her up.

The blonde choked and coughed as Caitlin rubbed her back. Her mind blazed with rage at Jones. The man snickered as he bent to open another container. He laughed openly as he poured it down on the choking blonde girl's head.

She had to, simply had to get him soon. She couldn't bear the idea of another day of torment and degradation.

It had to be fast and unexpected, leaving him no time to react. Jessie was so exhausted and subjugated by now that she'd be virtually useless. And if she didn't do something soon, she wouldn't be in any better shape herself.

"You two whores make a good show," he said in a conversational tone. "You got good tits too and nice tight cunts. I bet I make a fortune out of you. I'm gonna take you across the border to Mexico and sell your cunts all day long. I'll be fuckin' rich!"

She saw him pick up another big jar of horse sperm. Both his hands were needed to hold the jar and he was being very careful with it, not wanting to spill any on himself. The cattle prod was sitting on the counter on the left.

She gave Jessie another deep kiss, then rose to her knees, pulling the blonde up with her. Their hands stroked each other's buttocks as they kissed passionately, wanting to please Jones. Caitlin thought quickly, wanting to stand without raising any suspicion.

She slid her hand down between Jessie's thighs, squeezing her pussy, pushing a pair of fingers up inside her snatch. Jessie moaned in pleasure, her dazed mind no longer registering what would have disgusted her only days ago.

Caitlin gripped her hair and pulled her higher. She put all her own weight on her left knee as she brought her right up between Jessie's thighs and mashed it against the soft cunt meat. She pushed Jessie back against the corner of the tub, then rose, pulling the blonde up along the wall.

She pressed Jessie into the corner, kissing her deeply again, her back to Jones so he wouldn't suspect anything. She felt him getting nearer, coming right up against the side of the tub. He extended his arms, bringing the container of horse sperm over their heads.

Suddenly she turned and her hands shot up, knocking the open container backwards, spilling it onto Jones's surprised face. He screamed in shock, stumbling backwards away from it. She jumped forward out of the tub as the container fell on the floor. She kicked Jones in the balls as she shoved him back against the counter.

He yelped in surprise, not having even seen her, too busy trying to rub the horse sperm out of his face. She grabbed the cattle prod and swung it like a bat, slamming it against the side of his head, knocking him forward. She pushed the end against his ass and pushed the trigger, shooting high voltage into his naked ass.

He screamed in pain and was thrown forward, falling into the sperm filled tub. Jessie stared down at him with wide eyes.

"Get out of the tub!" Caitlin screamed at her. She looked fearfully at the brunette, then at the cattle prod and eased out of the tub, along the wall away from her.

Jones growled in fury and surged out of the tub, but the tip of the prod met his face and he screamed in fury as the sharp, crackling power bit into his forehead, flinging him backwards into the tub. Sperm splashed all over the floor as he fell into it. He pulled himself out, sputtering and choking on sperm

Caitlin jammed the cattle prod against his arm and chest, stabbing it again and again and again as he choked and tried to fight her off at the same time. He batted at the prod but only got shocked in the hands. Caitlin shot the prod through his warding hands and shocked his face again, flinging him back hard against the corner.

He fell back into the sperm again, his head and shoulders disappearing briefly underneath. The sperm was very slippery, as she well knew and he instinctively rolled onto his front, to get on all fours. He heaved himself up out of the murky white fluid, but his ass was pointed at Caitlin and she took full advantage.

She stabbed the prod against his balls and pressed the trigger. He shrieked and shot forward, his head smashing into the wall. He groaned and sank down into the sperm, his motions feeble as the dazed man tried to pull his head out of the sperm.

Caitlin jumped into the tub and sat atop his back, her hands gripping his hair as she fought to keep his head under the sperm. He trashed and shook weakly, then a series of bubbles came to the surface. She held him in place for a long minute before climbing out of the tub.

She was shaking and trembling, as was Jessie, who was cowering in a corner. Both eyed the motionless body floating in the sperm filled tub, fearful that he was just faking, that he would jump out and attack them again. But it didn't happen.

It took hours of exhausting work for the two tired young women, but they finally got the house cleaned up, all the electronic goods put away and Jones dumped unceremoniously into an abandoned septic tank behind the stable.

With the house clean they stepped into the shower and cleaned themselves off, both nearly scrubbing the skin off before they were satisfied. And then, the exhausted girls dropped into their parents bed for a dozen hours of uninterrupted slumber.

When Jessie woke it took long seconds to put together where she was and to remember the horrible events of the past two days. Her movements woke Caitlin and the two stared at each other, unaccountably shy now in each other's presence.

"We forgot one thing," Caitlin said, finally.

"What?" Caitlin slid her hand down onto her sister's right breast and fingered her nipple ring.

"You know, it's… weird, but, I kind of, well, kind of like them."

"You do?" She tugged a little at the nipple rings.

"Yeah."

"Me too."

"I never… I mean, I never did it with a girl before you know."

"Me neither."

"I always thought you were sexy."

"You too."

They stared in each other's eyes for long seconds, then Jessie shifted hers downward to Caitlin's breasts. Her hands moved out tentatively and she fondled the rings and Caitlin's nipples, then she looked up at Caitlin, meeting her eyes.

As one they moved forward, their arms going around each other, their lips melding in a hot, passionate, loving embrace. Their breasts mashed together, their bellies and loins joining in soft embrace. Their hands stroked each other, sliding gently along soft, bruised skin, stroking carefully, caressingly. Soon moans of pleasure rose from the bed, getting louder, turning to cries of passion and delight.

The cries rose, going out through the open window, easily heard on the quiet night air. But nobody was there to overhear, only the horses, which ignored the sounds and a bobbing form in the old septic tank, which heard nothing at all.