The roped schoolgirl's rape

CHAPTER TEN

"No, don't do it, Ginny! Oh, how could you have done this to me?" Cindy cried out again and again as the blonde tongued and licked at her pussy.

It was so strange having slick female flesh pressing up against her teeth and tongue, Ginny thought. She slopped her tongue up and down, drinking up the pungent-tasting juices while Justin scoured her pussy with his mouth. The more he sucked at her, the more frenziedly Ginny licked her best friend.

"Ummmmmm," she sighed.

The pussy hairs tickled her nostrils as she drew her tongue up one swollen cunt-lip, then down the other. There was a thrill warming her pussy as she spread her knees farther apart and sat down on Justin's face. Oh, how good and naughty it was, feeling his tongue snaking up into her pussy, wriggling around like some kind of weird snake.

"Man, that's it. Now come on, baby, suck my cock," Gus said.

"No, I won't, I won't!"

But there was nothing for Cindy to do. Gus unzipped his filthy trousers, pushing them down and revealing his fat, sausage-like prick. Cindy shrieked, jerking her head away. Ginny glanced up in time to see Gus slapping her several times, leaving long red marks on the girl's flushed cheeks. In a moment his prick was buried in Cindy's mouth, her cheeks puffed out like those of a chipmunk.

"Unnnfnffff!"

Cindy's head began bobbing back and forth, helped in part by Gus' hands wrapped tightly around her skull. What a sight they made, Cindy strapped to the chair, helpless, her mouth stuffed with Gus' cock meat. Below and between her splayed thighs, there was Ginny, eating out her cunt. And at the bottom, there was Justin, beating off while sticking his tongue in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, man, man, move that tongue around. Fuck, she ain't as good as the one down there. But she's gonna learn good, right?"

Gus tugged at her hair, yanking out yet more brown strands and causing her to howl in agony.

"Come-on. Let's get this goin'."

Ginny felt hands on her shoulders, pulling her roughly away. Ginny landed on her ass, watching as the two men unfastened the straps and hauled the sobbing girl away from the chair.

"Tie 'er up. Don't want the little bitch gettin' away. We want her to see what a real cunt does," Gus said, nodding toward Cindy.

Ginny felt a rush of thrills excite her pussy. Gus nodded to one of the chairs. Like a robot, Ginny moved to it, sitting on the one that her friend had recently been tormented on. There was a small pool of juices, evidence that Cindy wasn't unmoved by what was going on around her. She spread her legs to either side of the wet spot, watching as Justin tied her hands behind the chair. Cindy shook the hair from her eyes, staring with tear-stained eyes at her friend. "Ohhhhh, Ginny!"

"A little gentle persuasion," Gus said, producing three, long slim firecrackers from one of his shirt pockets. His prick seemed to stand out straighter as he fondled the small instruments lovingly in his palm.

"We're gonna warm you up a little. You know, a kind of appetizer."

"No, no!"

Ginny bawled, jerking her arms up, feeling the muscles cramp around her biceps and triceps as she struggled against the horrid chair. Terror, real terror gripped her heart as she watched Gus approach her. Behind, peering over his shoulder, Justin leered hellishly at her. Ginny shook her head, eyes rounding in disbelief. They were going to tear her apart. Surely those explosions would rip her cunt open!

"Nooooo!" she screamed.

Ginny threw her head back, gazing hopelessly at the ceiling. No one would help her. Not even God would help her. She was alone, trapped in this horror, a horror she had created, herself!

One, then another snapped into her cunt. Gus was careful to leave most of the firecracker out of her pussy hole, to keep her juices from putting out the fuse. He took the third firecracker in one hand and rubbed it against her nose.

"And you know where this little mother's goin'?"

Ginny shook her head, terrified to give him an answer.

"Right up the old asshole!"

"No!"

Gus only laughed at her, sliding one hand down between her thighs and shoving her body forward. Ginny felt something poking blindly at her asshole and immediately thought of the time when Gus had fucked her so brutally in the ass, nearly tearing her ass cheeks apart with his fat cock.

"Uhhhhhh!" she grunted.

It was in! She could feel the small thing worming its way into her shitter until the firecracker's papered covering was chafing at her bowel lining. Gus chuckled, fishing out a pack of matches and striking two of them together. Ginny wrinkled her nose up, smelling the burnt sulphur.

"Now, for a little action."

Ginny nearly fainted from pain and from the knowledge of what would probably happen once those horrid things went off. There was a hissing sound mixed with little pops. Gus had ignited the two fuses sticking from her cunt. Next came her asshole. Desperately Ginny worked her ass and cunt muscles, trying to shove those terrible things from her fuck holes. But Gus had pushed them too deeply. Her flesh tingled and crawled as the fuses burned closer to the gunpowder. Gus smirked and enjoyed the spectacle of Ginny struggling against hopeless odds.

"Uhhhh – oooohhhhh!" she wailed.

She could feel the fire coming closer to her pussy. Already the sparks were singeing some of her blonde cunt hairs. Ginny could smell the acrid smoke of them as they blackened and curled back.

"Please, don't! Oh, my God, what are you going to do to me?"

The ropes chafed her wrists as she struggled wildly against the chair. If only she could get free! She would snuff out the fires, then take any other kind of punishment they would dole out, but not this!

Her mouth became a tight grimace and her eyes cinched tightly together. It was all she could do to keep from shitting from terror. The fires were rapidly approaching the firecrackers now. The heat spread across her lower ass slope and were singeing her lower cunt lips. Ginny cringed and struggled against the steadily burning horror. The girl kicked back with both her legs, hearing the chair moving on the floor.

"Oh, God!" She screamed.

There was nothing more she could do. Tensing even more, the young blonde teen prayed, quivering as the heat licked into her cunt and asshole. There was a moment's hesitation, when it seemed the fuses might go out.

"Damn!" Gus cursed.

Ginny relaxed for a second, thanking God that something had happened to keep her safe and free from pain. Then suddenly the powder was ignited. The girl felt the start of the tearing explosions and let out a shriek.

"Eagghghghghhhhhh!"

"Oh, no!" Cindy cried, twisting her head away when she saw the blinding light of the exploding firecrackers come from her friend's cunt and asshole.

"Yeahhhh!" Gus sighed.

It was as if a million hot-tipped needles had punctured her cunt and shitter at the same time. Ginny kicked both legs but, nearly upending the chair from her violent move. Her spine straightened and her head snapped from side to side, her long hair sweeping, over her jiggling tits. She jerked her thighs from left to right while tightening her ass and cunt. The girl was trying to smother the fires with her juices. The fires, however, scalded the teen with another heart-rending cry, the blonde passed out. But before she had lost consciousness Ginny felt something odd, a movement in her cunt and clitas a tiny orgasm spilled from the pain. She had actually cum while the fire-crackers were being hissed out by her juices!

"Uhhhhhhh," she moaned.

Someone had thrown some water over her face, Justin, perhaps. She could still smell the acrid aroma of the burned gunpowder and her flesh.

"Ohhhh, Ginny," Cindy sighed sadly. Her friend was staring wide-eyed at her from across the way.

"I-I," Ginny didn't know what to say.

"We're just startin'. Me and Justin came up with this thing we saw in one of those sex mags. Some guys in Holland thought it up."

Cindy stared wildly at them, while Ginny sobbed.

"And you thought he just played around with football or some rights bitch?"

Ginny blinked the tears from her eyes, looking about and seeing several pieces of wood. One in particular was nearly six feet long, a two-by-four with several lengths of leather stripping nearby. Gus moved to her chair first, untying her then pulling her up from the seat. It was difficult for her to walk after having endured the double explosion in her cunt and asshole. He directed her over to the long piece of wood, barking at the girl to stop, then bend over.

"No, oh, please, Gus!"

He wouldn't take no for an answer. Gripping her by the neck as if she were a disobedient puppy, the big man jerked her forward, knocking his fist into her belly to double her over.

"Ooooofffff!" she gasped.

Ginny had no choice. She straightened her legs, bending over at the waist and feeling her tits roll forward and nearly strike her chin.

"Now put your hands behind your ankles, wrist to ankles, baby."

Ginny did this quickly, waiting in that grotesque position with her ass checks angled high in the air as Gus took one of the leather thongs, looping it around the board, then her ankle, then her wrist. He threaded the thong around and around, fixing it tightly in a slip knot so that Ginny's wrist, ankle and the board were roped tightly together.

"Now for the other one."

Ginny disliked the position. She was completely helpless and unable to see much of what was going on around her. It was hard for her to keep her balance, having to bend her knees and wag her ass around several times to keep from pitching forward or to one side. The board began chafing the backs of her ankles when Gus ordered Cindy over.

"Oh, please!" she begged.

Ginny heard dragging sounds, then felt her friend's ass bump up against hers.

"In the same position, baby. That's it, back up against your fuckin' friend over there and rub asses. Don't be bashful. You dug havin' your cunt sucked out by her. You won't mind rubbin' a little ass."

They bent the brunette over in the same manner as Ginny, roping her wrists and ankles to the same board. In a moment both young girls were roped ass to ass, ankle to ankle, leg to leg to one another. What on earth were the men planning to do to them?