Tortured daughter

CHAPTER SEVEN

They were in another room, different from the one in which she had experienced the water torture and had her friend, Judy, half electrocute her. There were the same devices banging from the wall, although the keg of water and stools were missing. Cindy looked around, wondering just how many of these discipline rooms there were at the Manor.

"Your little friend's kinda spaced out. Judy's her name, right?"

"Yes," Cindy said meekly, crossing her hands in front other.

"She'll be back to play with you later. But now, this is my time," Max said possessively.

Cindy raised her eyes and saw Max staring at her with that wolf-like glare in his eyes. She could see that the man loved playing with young girls like her and Judy.

"Lie down over there," Max said, pointing tor a spot somewhere behind her.

Turning around, Cindy saw a long wooden table. The top was composed of several thick lengths of board held together at either end by two large black bands of iron. Max was rubbing his crotch again, his cock clearly visible through his thin white uniform trousers. Yes, she could see why Judy had turned into a kind of zombie. There was less pain, less confusion and torment involved if you could block out everything around here.

"Move!" he barked.

Cindy turned and she walked to the table, which now reminded her more and more of a medieval rack.

"Off with the clothes."

Criss-crossing her arms, Cindy mechanically lifted her dress from her body the material catching her tits and hefting them sexily from her chest. Max smacked his lips as if he'd just sat down before a fantastic dinner. Cindy crawled onto the table, sliding her legs to the center, feeling her asscheeks pillow out under her. She sat up, folding her arms inward to block her nipples from view. The show of false modesty amused Max.

"I know what you look like. But I don't know what you taste like," Max said, wiping one filthy hand across his lips. "Dr. Endicott probably took care of that for me. But I wanna find out, myself."

Cindy watched him approach, her heart beating so hard that she was sure it would tear through her chest! Then Max was next to her, his callused fingers back on her thighs, his thumbs caressing her jutting hipbones. Eyeing her for a moment, Max tightened his grip on her thighs and dropped his head.

"Ughhhhhh…" she moaned.

Cindy thrilled to that touch, the touch of a man's mouth on her pussy! She danced her ass against the wood, her head falling back, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulders. Max was sticking his tongue into her, scouring the slick bumps and hollows of her pussy. So this was what it was like to have someone eating you out! Max was wrong. Dr. Endicott hadn't eaten out her pussy. But let him think what he would. She enjoyed the touch, stiffening, then bowing out her spine as his tongue licked up and down against her furry frothing cunt.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, you got the juice come outta you real good," Max said, drawing back, then raising one hand to pull out several curly blonde cunthairs from between his front teeth.

"Disgusting… it's…"

"Yeah, sure it is. That's why you can't keep your damn ass from movin' all around. That's how disgustin' you think it is."

He pulled all the way back, bending down and picking up a length of half-inch rope. He slipped a loop over one of her ankles, then moved around and secured the other in the same way. Bending down, the attendant attached the free end of the rope to the foot of the rack. Cindy felt the rope tighten hard around her ankles. And to her shock, she enjoyed that touch, that feeling of restraint.

"Now, we have more fun with you, baby. Move your hands back. Lie down and shut up."

Cindy did as she was told, her shoulders pressing now against the hard wood, her arms stretched above her head. This indeed was a rack. Dr. Endicott probably had it especially constructed for the Manor. There were gears behind her. She could see them now as she twisted her head around. Max picked up more rope and looped it around her wrists, stretching the line back and attaching it to the rack's stretching mechanism.

"What are you going to do now?" Cindy gasped with a desire halfway between fear and anticipation.

"You're gonna have a good time, a better time than when your friend shot your cunt and asshole full of electricity," Max promised.

"Oh, no!"

Max moved behind her, bending down once more and gripping a wheel. There were groaning sounds, then the sound of gears meshing against one another. She felt the rack shudder, then felt the top ropes stretching, pulling her arms back farther. She moved her asscheeks from side to side, feeling the splinters knifing into her asscrack.

"Ohhhh…"

At first there was the sensation of being stretched as much as possible. It was almost pleasant, the feeling one gets when jumping from bed and stretching in the morning.

"You enjoy this, right? Let's see just how much you're gonna dig it now."

But then the strain became more intense. Soon Cindy could feel her joints throbbing, the stretching sensation turning more and more into a tearing one. She jerked her head from side to side, her eyes wide, her forehead throbbing while a scream stuck in her throat. That was where Max locked the wheel, keeping the girl completely stretched out with just enough strain to make her feel uncomfortable.

"Now, for more fun."

Max climbed back onto the table, kneeling in front of the helpless girl. Unbuckling his belt, he slipped his trousers down to his knees, exposing his fat, long cock.

"Ohhhh, stop this!"

Cindy twisted her body a little to the right, feeling her tendons pulling even more, her muscles bulging against her stretched flesh. Max was working his lingers up and down over the dark-blue veins of his prick, greasing down the skin with his dribbling pre-cum. Letting go of his cock for the moment, he lowered himself somewhat, pressing his foul mouth against hers, letting his long tongue shove down into Cindy's mouth. When the girl was about to bite down again, Max drew both hands to the side of her head and pulled back.

"You feel this?"

She was very conscious of the sudden pressure of his palms against her skull.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Like I told you before, I could crush your fuckin' head. And I'll do it if you've got any Goddamned thoughts about bitin' me."

Max's hands flew away, once again his horrid mouth was shoved against hers, his tongue squirming down, rubbing against the insides of her cheeks, finally delving toward the back of her throat. It was sickening! She could taste his spit oozing into her mouth. And all the while, Max was moaning, moaning into her mouth while sliding his fingers down to her nipples and squeezing the rich red, tips of her tits.

"Ooooffffff!"

Max let his hands go down, down, sliding his fingers to her ribcage, then slipping them down until they were pinching at her asscheeks.

"Nice, baby, nice. You look good all stretched out like this."

Cindy gasped for breath, twisting her head away, unable to stare that monster in the eye. She was breathing heavily, gasping for air while Max knelt there and stared at her. Oh, how much more aware she was now of the stretching of the rack! There was pain as the strain of the pulling on her arms and legs began to make itself felt. The teen gasped again, feeling herself drifting in a state between thrill and torture. The pulling on her arms seemed to increase.

"Please, loosen that up, please…"

Cindy winced pushing back with her toes, trying to ease the pulling on her arms. Max only laughed at her, watching her tits rise and fall with the panting gasps she took as the strain became more and more telling. Her tits rose and fell mightily, standing straight up with the long red nipples pointing at the cracked plaster ceiling. Then Cindy shuddered as she watched Max lowering his head again. She saw his lips working against one another, saw his tongue just start to poke out, when his mouth engulfed her right nipple.

How strangely delightful it was, having his lips cupping her tit, his teeth nibbling all around her sensitive nipple flesh while his tongue lashed away. Cindy arched her spine as best she could, wallowing her shoulders against the wood. She tried jerking her body from side to side but the stretching, restraining ropes kept her movement to a minimum. Again and again, Max bit and licked her right nipple, smoothing one hand up and down her thighs. Oh, how her cunt burned with lust now as the big attendant mouthed her nipple.

The strain in Cindy's elbows was getting worse and worse. She writhed like a snake as Max kept on sucking her nipple, using the flicking of his tongue to stimulate the girl's already aroused nerves. And now Max lay completely on top of her, his weight adding to the pressure straining on the teen's arms and legs.

Max panted, drawing back and wiping his mouth. "You're hot, baby, real hot to fuck. But I'm gonna hold back. When I stick this mother into you, I wanna hear you cryin' for it!"

"Never!" she shouted back.

"You're gonna be beggin' for it," Max countered, slapping her lightly across the cheeks, then going back to sucking her nipples.

Cindy found it hard to believe she could respond this erotically to this kind of torment. The thought of being tormented this way for hours sent a strange-pleasant shudder through her body, making her cunt walls snap shut on nothingness.

"Ohhhhhhh!" she groaned.

Cindy wanted to scream louder, but was afraid of offending Max and making him torture her more. The strain in her arms and legs was growing with each passing second it seemed as Max's foul damp hands crawled over the hills and hollows of her sweat dampened body. And when his fingers began stroking her asscheeks once more, sliding down into her sweaty asscrack and teasing at her shitter, Cindy nearly dislocated her arms in trying to fuck her ass away.

"So, you're a little nervous about that, huh, baby? You think I'm gonna butt-fuck you?"

"No!" Cindy gasped, the very idea of having a man's cock sticking into her shitter driving her wild with terror.

"Don't worry… at least for now. Who knows how the fuck I'm gonna feel in a couple of secs? But now I'm gonna fuck you like you ain't been fucked before," Max said, an odd twinkle in his eye.

Cindy watched as Max climbed off the rack once more, his cock sticking straight out like some kind of thick fuckpole. The girl remembered the initial feeling she had of his cock squeezing into her cunt, of the way his balls had nestled up against her crotch while his hands cruelly dug and pulled at her tits. She had fought him then, pounding her fists against his chest while he fucked her mercilessly. How she had cried, sobbed for her lost innocence, for her torn cherry. And now, now she was licking her dry lips in anticipation, hoping for a fuck that would drive her wild, knock her out of her mind. How she had changed in just a few days. Dr. Endicott and her staff seemed less concerned with her alleged alcohol problem than with getting her laid every second of the day.

Max walked over to the wall, where several dildos hung placidly from small iron hooks. Cindy felt her cunt swell open with heat, a lush feeling washing over her body. Dr. Endicott must have chosen that steel dildo from his room, fastening it to the stool before dragging Cindy into the other room. Max's fingers trailed lovingly over several long pink latex pricks before choosing an especially long one, at least ten inches and two inches thick. Cindy's eyes widened. He'd tear her to pieces with that thing.

"This'll prime you up," he said, pulling the awful thing from the wall, then walking back to the rack. His cock and dildo, and both of them were pointing directly at her pussy. Climbing onto the rack, Max gripped the thing around the flared base, pressing the point against Cindy's seething cunt involuntarily, the girl snapped her knees inward, pulling at the ropes still holding her ankles to the rack.

"You'll have this sliding through your cunt in a few seconds, baby. You're gonna be nice and wide when I stick my cock into you. But then you're gonna shrink up against my cock. Man, we're gonna ride together for a long time before you get back to your room," Max promised.

"Dr. Endicott!" Cindy gasped, her eyes rolling back into her head.

"You're early. Besides, she knows I fool around with the girls here. That's all part of the program, like she says," Max panted.

Cindy arched her spine once more, slamming her head again and again against the wood rack. Max was twisting the dildo around like a screwdriver, pushing forward constantly, sliding that thing past her stretched thin outer cuntlips into her juicing fuckhole.

"Aghghhhhh… no, no… oh, God, you're gonna tear me to pieces!" Cindy screamed, the cords sticking out at her throat. How dry her mouth was! Her tight chest seemed even more tightened as that horrid thing slipped deeper and deeper into her cunt. Several times the frantic girl peered over her jutting, jiggling tits at Max. His mouth was opened, his eyes wide and glistening as he watched the fat thing disappear inch by inch into her cunthole.

Her thighs tensed, relaxed, then tightened again, the tendons bulging against her flesh. The girl let out more grunts. Max was drawing it back a little, angling it up, rubbing the latex skin against her clit. She guessed it was a little more than half-way in now. Max was fucking her, drawing the dildo in and out, twisting it, rubbing it against her clenching cunt walls until Cindy was screaming with delight.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Told you I'd have you beggin' for it. But I ain't even begun with this mother. It's special," Max said, stopping the fucking movements for a second.

"Special?" she panted.

"Yeah, watch."

Cindy's vision hadn't been clear when Max had pulled the dildo from the wall. Raising her head slightly from the rack's surface, the teen noticed wires trailing from the far end of the dildo. Again she was going to be tormented by electricity! Cindy dropped her head down, curling her fingers, digging the nails in her palms while sobbing and rolling her head from side to side.

"Oh, no, no, no, no!"

She didn't watch, couldn't watch as Max fumbled around, making the final connections. The dildo began moving again. Only this time the girl felt something shooting through her cunt, a kind of biting warm heat, the same kind of heat that chewed through her body when Judy nearly electrocuted her!

"Nooooooo!" she pleaded.

Max was enjoying this tremendously, chugging that horrible dildo back and forth while sending current through Cindy's aching pussy. Cindy could hear him panting and grunting like some lusting animal. She writhed frantically in response against the rack, her arms mid legs pulling wildly at the restraining ropes. The pulling of the rack seemed minimal now as her cunt filled with electricity.

"You like tint, baby? You dig havin' your pussy warmed like that? Ain't it great havin' your pussy warmed up by this mother?"

"Uhhhhh…"

Several minutes passed. Cindy knew at this point that there wasn't enough current to cook her pussy. The current, in fact, was far less than the one that Judy had sent racing through her body. But still it was sending wild knifelike shocks reverberating through her like the waves following the striking of a gong. It was shocking, but shocking in a delicious way. Tiny, exciting teeth were nibbling at her pussy, eating teasingly at her clit. She shuddered, gasping for air as charge after charge of electricity made her want to scream again.

But Max's tongue was back at her throat, blocking any attempts for her to shout. Instead, the girl jerked and writhed against him, feeling one hand pinching her nipples, the smoothing over her flattened belly while the other kept sawing that dildo back and forth, in and out of her convulsing, electrified cunthole.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, baby, move that ass as much as you can."

"Stop… oh, please stop!" Cindy gasped, spitting out Max's saliva and twisting her head away again.

Max grabbed her by the hair, pulling several strands out as he jerked her back up and dropped his mouth back onto hers. She could feel his tongue going down into her throat, clogging it, keeping her from shouting. And to her surprise, Cindy found herself sucking on and biting it, but not chewing on the wriggling thing to offend Max. He groaned into her mouth, their mixed spittle dribbling down her chin.

"You're one of the hottest bitches I've ever fucked," Max groaned.

"Oh, no, no…"

"You sure are, baby," he countered, giving the dildo an extra little shove, then letting it rest against her cunt. The charge sent her clit shuddering and shivering with unspeakable delight. It was like having a thousand mini climaxes all at once! Cindy thought she would die, grunting and rutting like this in front of this horrible man.

"Go for it, you little slut! Go for it," Max encouraged, laughing at her increased sexuality as the dildo slipped in yet another inch.