The Preacher's Wife in Bondage

CHAPTER NINE

"Ow! You're hurting me!"

Ellen squirmed on the stool as she felt the heavy rope scraping her flesh. It hurt her, leaving long red marks on her skin as Caleb looped the line under her arms while Joe checked the thinner rope binding her ankles together.

They had left her wrists free while Joe attached a five-foot wooden pole to an overhead cable dangling from the garage ceiling. While Adam held Mindy Sue quiet, his hands crawling over her tits while the girl moaned in horror, the two other brothers pulled Ellen from the stool and hauled her over to the dangling cable.

"Wha… what are you going to do?" she gasped, her wide eyes rolling up toward the dangling pole now home three feet above her head.

"This will stretch you out a little," Joe said with a grin, taking one hand and raising it high until her wrist banged against one end of the rod.

While Caleb held her tightly around the waist, the oldest Crenshaw boy took a strip of leather and wrapped it around Ellen's right wrist, binding it tightly to the wood in a series of figure-eight knots. Ellen ground her teeth together, her cunt still hot after her ass had been ripped by the barbed wire. It had been her own lust that had slowed them down and allowed them to be recaptured. As she dangled there by one wrist Ellen thought of that and wondered if indeed she really had wanted to escape, after all.

Joe bound her other wrist to the far end of the pole, stretching her arms widely apart. Her tits flattened against her chest from the resulting pressure. Ellen rolled her head from side to side, her eyes widening as she felt the straps cutting into her wrists. How her cunt throbbed! There she was, the ropes causing such a delightful pain while her body was stretched so wonderfully in front of these vile men. They were licking their lips like hungry wolves, their eyes on her naked body.

She knew they could see how her cunt-lips were so red, puffy and lapping over one another while that hot juice dribbled from her cunt-hole and dampened her cuntal hairs. How she longed for a touch, any man's touch!

Mindy Sue kept her eyes averted out of some sense of modesty. Ellen could have laughed if it weren't for the ranging lust she felt churning through her cunt and belly. And when Caleb tightened the ropes around her wrists, stretching her arms a few tantalizing inches farther apart, Ellen winced with joy, feeling her cuntal muscles twittering while her pussy-walls buckled in from the added heat. A trickle of pussy-juice seeped down her right inner thigh, making her spasm with wanton pleasure.

"The bitch likes it," Joe said, brushing the back of his hand against her wet cunt and watching as Ellen's body shivered at the teasing touch. "We'll see how much she enjoys this."

Mindy Sue looked up, horrified, pushing the hair from her eyes as Adam hunched his groin into her ass. He had already pulled half the teenager's blouse from her torso and now was gathering her tattered skirt up in one free hand. She ignored Adam for a moment, looking quizzically up at the dangling minister's wife.

"How could you?" she rasped, her eyes wide with horror and dismay.

Ellen turned away, dropping her gaze and feeling her cheeks redden. Caleb had slipped behind her, rummaging around in a pile of tools before coming back with a long gray poker. Handing it to Joe, he stepped away, pulling a rusty old barbecue from the shadows. He shook the cold ashes about while Joe moved up to Ellen and hefted one up with the tip of the iron thing.

Ellen stiffened, her legs pressing tightly against one another while a ripple of fear and lust shivered up her body. She closed her eyes, her lips pressed against one another while a pulse of lewdness throbbed through her body. She could feel her belly tightening while her toes curled until they cramped. That erotic rush was starting up all over again, licking up her thighs like a teasing tongue while her nipples grew long and stiff.

Joe smiled, his eyes narrowing as he brushed and rubbed the cold iron poker over her tit tips. Smacking them now, he watched as her white tit-globes shivered and reddened under the touch. More juice seeped from her pussy and matted down the frazzled blonde cunt-hairs.

Shoving the tip of the poker into her cunt, Joe twisted the steel rod around and around, screwing it into her body. Ellen tried to pull her legs apart, but the ropes kept them firmly bound together. She threw her head back, her long blonde hair splashing over her shoulders as inch after cold, hard inch pushed into her pussy. She could feel her cuntal walls caving in at the coolness, snuggling up against that penetrating poker while Joe kept on pushing it in.

"You like it? You like getting fucked by this thing, bitch? You damned well like anything shoved in your pussy? You know that, Mindy Sue? You sure picked one helluva buddy to try to escape with," Joe laughed.

Ellen jerked on her ropes, her mouth torn open in a scream. She felt four inches of the poker embedded in her pussy now. Her asscheeks tightened and relaxed, bunching up again as a squirt of piss oiled down the penetrating rod.

"Owwwwww! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Ellen's nostrils flared and her cit stood up hard and erect, throbbing against the fucking poker. The tiny nub burned like a glowing jewel, filling with blood and threatening to burst while her pussy ached. It was then Ellen smelled something burning. Joe stepped, twisting the rod out slowly and watching as her swollen pussy-lips puckered out from the withdrawing pressure. Ellen opened her eyes, seeing that Adam had stripped Mindy Sue and was draping his hands around her bare hips. Then he slipped both hands over her cunt, his fingers pressing into her cunt-hole, and the girl panicked. She tried wheeling around, her face red with shame while her legs kicked back against his. Adam became enraged, bringing down both fists against the young girl and hammering her down to the garage floor. She screamed, covering her head protectively while her knees buckled. Mindy Sue fell in a crumpled heap, the old wounds now joined by new ones.

Ellen knew she should have been sickened by the sight. But she could only feel a kind of odd delight in watching the girl shiver under the boy's savage blows. And when Adam pressed the heel of his boot up against her throat threatening to choke the air from her, Ellen felt a spasm of climax rip delightfully through her cunt.

Adam pulled his boot off Mindy Sue, dragging her up by the arm and holding her wrists pinned behind her. The girl swayed back and forth, her head down, her hair curtaining her face while Joe shoved the poker into the burning barbecue grill. Caleb had switched it on earlier, the electric wires at the bottom having heated up the coals to a glowing red.

Joe still held onto the wooden handle of the iron, twisting it around and shoving it back and forth through the hot coals. Ellen's body shivered at the rustling sound, her mind racing as she looked from one brother to another.

"Oh my God, Mrs. Weathersby! They're going to do to you like what they done to Martha Jones last year! They're gonna brand you!"

Mindy Sue struggled against Adam, getting a slap across the back of her head for her efforts. Ellen's mind froze as she looked wide-eyed at the poker again. It looked more threatening than before as she watched Joe stir up more glowing coals. She could feel the heat radiating out from the small container.

Joe stirred the poker around a little more, his prick pressing hard against the front of his faded Levi's once more. Satisfied, he drew the rod from the coals, examining the glowing red tip while dots of perspiration beaded his forehead. Ellen squirmed on the ropes, whimpering softly while she curled her fingers against the ropes. He brought the glowing iron around to her, lowering it until it was barely touching her cuntal hairs.

"No! Oh, no!" she gasped, afraid to move. Ellen could feel the heat well now, the energy curling into her tumid cunt like a hot, twisting fist. Her body shivered like a struck tuning fork, drawn taut by the puffing pressure of the bonds and her own excitement.

There was a hissing, crackling sound. Ellen jerked her head down, watching as her blonde cunt-hairs blackened under the heat and curled back toward her throbbing, swollen pussy-meat. The heat moved now. She could feel it inches above her cunt flesh now, leaving a long red trail along her quivering, sweaty-damp belly. Her jaw hurt from clamping her teeth together so hard. Joe was teasing her now, keeping the iron about an inch above her flesh. He was ready to ruin her, to brand her for life. But in the mean time, he was enjoying watching her shiver. She could feel the burning heat blister its way up, up until it was even with her right nipple. Ellen froze, her nipples stiff and pointed, her tits drawn back. How her shoulders ached from the pulling sensation while the poker hovered a quarter of an inch away from the tip of her nipple.

"Eaglghhhghghghhhhh!"

She could feel the sudden touch of the poker that quickly turned into a hellish burning! Ellen jerked wildly against the ropes, her body a blur while her ass jiggled. One scream shrilled and gurgled into another as her head snapped from side-to-side. The pain was awful, seemingly burning into her soul. Joe laughed, touching her other nipple and making the woman shriek even more loudly than before. She pissed, the yellow fluid squirting from her cunt and wetting the floor under her. She begged for mercy, the awful heat and agony making her cry out until her throat was throbbing and raw.

There was suddenly a terrible crashing sound. Ellen thought the roof had collapsed from her jerking weight, and she let her head sag down. She hung there, burned and defeated, unaware that her husband and Reverend Davis were standing there gaping at her.