You're in the navy now

CHAPTER SEVEN

They had given her nearly one week to recuperate. It had been all she could do to keep the horror from her mother. Tucking her dressing gown around her whip-scarred body, Laurie padded half in a daze about the house, pretending she had a bad cold when all she could think about was how the men had raped her.

Rape? The girl let out a sharp, callous laugh, remembering how she had rutted in front of the men while they drilled their pricks into her. She had loved every second of it, twisting and wriggling under their bodies while they fucked and beat her. Even when they had dangled her over the filthy water, nearly drowning her in that cesspool, Laurie had felt a perverse excitement that made her body sing with unholy delight.

And now they were going to use her to lure someone else into that twilight world. At first Laurie thought she would refuse them. They could get someone else to do their dirty work. But then fear and curiosity got the better of her. It was, coming close to the drill weekend when Laurie and her other compatriots would be at the Reserve Center. It would be a perfect setup for poor Lieutenant Harrington who was already sure the lieutenant and possibly her Captain were up to no good.

That following Saturday, Laurie trembled all day, feeling guilty and excited all at the same time. At a signal from the captain she walked into the executive officer's office and quickly told the woman she had to speak with her later, much later, when there weren't so many people around. The barge was a good place. Yes, the XO knew it, but wasn't it odd meeting her there when her office was a perfectly good place and private? But Laurie was insistent, nearly breaking down into mock hysterical tears before rushing away.

She was amazed at her own duplicity, at the way she could fool someone who was perfectly innocent and only wanted to help. She thought about turning around and warning her. But something kept Laurie quiet. Instead she waited, then duly slipped from the Reserve Center shortly after sixteen hundred hours and hurried toward the deserted barge. The captain, of course, was still occupied with reserve center business. But Jack was there, waiting for her at the head of the quarterdeck. Automatically, Laurie found herself saluting the young big man who was still in uniform.

"Follow me, bitch, and keep quiet."

He pointed silently to a small room just aft of the captain's quarters where Laurie dutifully stripped off her uniform. They both knew the executive officer was coming. She would be here for them, and Laurie had lured her here with that dreadful lie. There would be no confession – just her and the men waiting for her.

"In here."

The captain and Jack had been busy. In the officers' mess now stood a kind of pillory. The device had two large holes at the top. Two half inch link chains dangled from the low ceiling. Attached to the ends of these was a contraption of two boards with two smaller holes drilled in them. Both the pillory and this board could be opened and shut via hinges screwed to the sides. Jack told her to lie down in front of the pillory.

Obeying without saying one word, Laurie watched as he drew both legs up and pushed them through the two larger holes. He clamped down the top and secured it tightly, grinning down as he watched the teen squirm uncomfortably on the floor.

"So, you're doing okay by us, bringing the lady here so we can have some fun with her."

Laurie turned her face away, feeling like a criminal who had just been caught. She could never explain why she was doing this to someone who had only been kind and caring to her.

The way her ankles rubbed against the rough wooden holes made the girl, wince as she stared up round-eyed at the ceiling. The eyehook screws had just been placed there. She could see the fresh wood shavings dangling from the sooty ceiling. They looked secure – as if they could hold a good amount of weight dangling from them. Laurie swallowed hard, knowing full well what was about to happen.

Jack brought her arms back, warning the girl not to move with a stem shake of the finger. He opened the wood attached to the overhead chains, fitting the holes around her wrists then clamping them shut.

Moving to the far side of the cabin, Jack began operating a makeshift winch, pulling on the handle and slowly, gradually tightening the chains and pulleys until Laurie felt the wood rising from the floor. Her ass rose from the filthy carpeting, her wrists chafing against the wood as it hauled her inch by agonizing inch upward. Her torso swung suggestively back and forth, her cunt opening and closing while her asshole quivered with nervousness.

In a moment the girl was suspended from the floor, her ass angled down slightly from her ankles, her knees stretched straight while her arms bent at the elbows. She curled her fingers, clawing the nails against the rough wood. Her chin rested against the device holding her wrists captive as Laurie looked at Jack, wondering what he had in store for her.

"This'll keep you quiet 'til we get the good lieutenant where we want her."

Laurie watched him take an egg-shaped red thing in one hand and bring it up to her face.

A spasm cramping through her thighs at the same time made her open her mouth, letting out a howl of agony. While she twisted in her bonds, desperately trying to ease the spasm, Jack slipped the rubber ball into her mouth, pushing it back until it was well past her front teeth.

The girl let out a muffled cry of horror, pushing the tip of her tongue against it while closing her jaws! Spit rolled down her throat, choking her as she fought the thing prying her jaws open. Panicked, the girl struggled futilely, letting out another groan when the big man fastened the ball in her mouth with a half-inch strip of black leather.

Hanging there helpless, her ass dangling in mid-air while her ankles bled in the horrid pillory, Laurie watched as Jack moved behind her, slapping her naked ass several times with the flat of his right hand and watching as the girl squealed and jerked in her awful bonds. Laurie wriggled her naked asscheeks, feeling the flesh heat under the steady smacking blows of the big lieutenant. When he stuck one finger in her shitter and one in her cunt at the same time, Laurie let out a baleful cry, biting down on the gagging rubber ball until her jaws ached from the pressure.

"Hot and wet down there, just the way a girl should be," Jack remarked.

Laurie blushed furiously. He was treating her like a whore. He fucked his fingers in her asshole and cunt for the next few moments, twisting his fingers in and out, rubbing her cunt with his thumbnails. When Laurie started to moan in ecstasy, her head lolling back, Jack curled his right thumb and pressed the jagged nail into her clit as if it were a knife.

Laurie's body jerked up from the chains and her thighs ridged until they turned to steel. She shivered in her chains, screaming through the rubber gag while twisting like a puppet out of control. He laughed at her, creasing her tiny sputtering clit until the teen screamed herself hoarse. When he jabbed in again, Laurie's body spasmed, one long shudder shaking her from head to foot. She felt herself lose control, piss spurting from her hole and staining the lieutenant's hand.

"Damn!"

He pulled his fingers from her pussy, wiping the stained digits against her face, then slapping her several times for her action.

"Don't do that again, or I'll throw you back in the cargo hold, this time keeping there 'til you drown like one of those fuckin' rats."

He moved around behind her, muttering to himself, scratching around in cabinets. All Laurie could think of was her nakedness, the feeling of incredible vulnerability and at the same time incredible excitement. Her asscheeks opened and closed in butterfly movements, her asshole winking open and shut while her cunt fluttered in hot expectation. When she blinked her eyes clear, Laurie saw Jack kneeling to her right, holding a battered Coleman lantern in one hand while fishing around in his shirt pocket for matches. In a moment it was lit, the tiny orange flame shimmering under the glass covering.

"All ships have this," he explained, turning the key clockwise and increasing the long tongue of orange flame until it started to lick above the rim.

Laurie stared in wonder at the flame, hypnotized by the way it flickered, right and left. She cringed, knowing he had something awful planned. He was playing with her, waiting for her to reach his conclusion. She shivered, feeling her cunt starting to work and glow. Her tits rose and fell rapidly while her nipples turned into hard, burning peaks of need. Her belly spasmed while more juice oozed from her jagged, fuzzy fuckslot and ran down her inner thighs.

Laurie sobbed as the weight of her body pulled painfully at her arm and leg muscles. She twisted, increasing the pulling pain. Jack could smell her, his mouth curling into a twisted smile as he moved the lantern directly under her ass with a soft, scraping sound.

Laurie remembered the licking flame, remembered how it looked pecking just above the glass rim of the lantern. Her thighs rippled once more as she heard him lifting the glass sheath and turn the key even more. The slim tongue of flame moved up until it brushed lightly against her asscrack. Laurie's eyes bulged and a pulse leaped through her throat as she stiffened her thigh muscles and jerked her clenching ass up from the floor. At the same time the girl tried grabbing at the chains holding the wooden stock around her wrists. She wanted to climb away from the thing burning her ass. But nothing worked. In a moment she was sagging back down, her ass wiggling back and forth over the fire while sweat drenched her face and throat.

"You'll enjoy the heat, hot as you are. You'll probably put out the damned fire with your pussyjuice," Jack said mockingly, scratching his prick through his trousers.

He was squatting still, careful not to spill the kerosene in the lantern while moving it a few more inches back until the fire was directly over her shitter. He turned the flame up even more.

Laurie thought he was setting her bowels on fire. She heard crackling, whispering sounds and knew some of her cunthairs had caught fire. She screamed again, feeling the scalding flame singeing her flesh. Her cries turned into choked gurgles of agony while her muscles bulged against her sweaty flesh. Jack moved the fire back and forth, carefully reddening her thigh and assflesh without seriously burning her. The result was a pleasure-pain mixture that made her cunt wink open with hot delight. She felt her clit tingle while the full length of her cunthole spasmed and quivered as if a lover's tongue were licking her ass. The nerves in her cunt burned and raced with a steady pulse while her bowels surged. She fought the urge to suck the flame into her asshole as she strained against the clattering chain bonds.

She wanted Jack to touch her. She wanted the big hunky lieutenant to drop his pants as he had before and push his prick in her mouth. She would have loved to have had the captain in now, fucking her, drilling his prick into her while the fire heated her ass up to a blister. Laurie bit down on the rubber ball and twisted and turned and jerked her dangling hips shamelessly, feeling she was abandoning herself to this man like a nympho.

Jack knelt there and watched, his prick growing harder and hotter until it was tenting up the front of his khaki trousers. He had to have her cunt, but he knew she would have to be hotter before he fucked her. Reaching down, Jack grabbed hold of the lantern, pulling it back until the fire burned into her cunthole.

Laurie ripped open her mouth and let out a hellish scream, feeling the long thin tongue of flame lapping up into her pussy. Her body convulsed as if she were having a fit, her head jerking while her thighs rippled with the agony. She could smell hair and flesh burning, the acrid odor making her sick while the riot of sharp, burning pain made her head light and buzzy. The girl clawed her fingernails against the wood, breaking three while her ankles twisted and turned against the wooden pillory. Jack laughed, moving the lantern back toward her ass, the fire leaving a long pinkish mark along her asscheeks.

The young teen let out another howl, jerking her ass up, trying to tuck the sensitive hole away from the singeing fire as it lapped against the gray, wrinkled flesh of her shitter. Her asscheeks clenched together while her body lurched forward and up, her tits slapping together from the violent moves the girl made. Again and again Laurie let out shrieks of agony, her throat tightening while her screams one more time turned into gurgling, choked cries.

He was sliding the lantern back to her cunt. Laurie shrieked, her eyes starting from her head while her nostrils flared, dragging in more oxygen for her lungs. She didn't know how much longer she could stand this and not faint dead away from the pain. Once more Jack was pushing the fire up into her cunt, the blue tip of the flame now lapping at the base of her clit.

Tears rushed down her flushed cheeks while more shrieks ripped from her throat. Jack stared at her, watching the teen buck and jerk in her bonds, her body rippling back and forth like a startled snake.

Muttering a curse under his breath, the young lieutenant kicked the lantern out from under the teen, reaching down and slapping her several times to knock away the hysteria. Laurie came to, sobbing and begging him to kill her or let her go.

He did neither, pushing his towers down and stepping between her pried-open thighs. Laurie begged him not to fuck her, her cuntlips sore from the burning fire. But Jack shoved in two fingers to spite the teen, twisting them around in her reddened hole and making her shriek with agony.

It was as if someone had driven a spear right into her guts, poling her intestines before driving the weapon into her heart. Laurie threw back her head, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulder blades while her legs pulled alternately against the shuddering pillory. Nothing gave way. The girl was helpless, caught in the wood while the man continued to fingerfuck her and slip his digits in deeper.

Then his fingers were gone. But in their place came something bigger, more threatening. Jack held her asscheeks apart, his fingers digging cruelly into the soft, fleshy skin in her ass while he poled his fat, greasy cock into her cunt. Laurie screamed, her head snapping from left to right while phlegm oozed from her nose and mouth. She was making hoarse, throaty grunts now, her belly bouncing up and rippling while her thighs ridged from the delightful agony searing her body. Torn between the two extremes of delightful pleasure and agonizing pain, Laurie bounced in her bonds, feeling Jack's fingers kneading her flesh and tearing at it.

"Bitch! The more I throw at you, the more you want. We're gonna make sure you have more than you can handle!" he cried, jabbing his crotch so hard against hers he nearly toppled the pillory onto its back.

Laurie felt her body swelling, threatening to explode as he drilled his prick faster and harder into her hot, sucking cunthole. Her clit swelled, bloated with delight while her thick, flowing juices frothed around her stretched-thin pussylips. Laurie didn't feel the ropes any longer. The wooden holes barely chafed her ankles and wrists, it seemed, as Jack fucked her into ecstasy. It was just as before only better. Pleasure and pain merged into a hellish mix, one that made her head spin around dizzyingly while her cunt tightened, then blew apart. The last thing she remembered was Jack's hellish cry of delight and the feel of his spunk splashing into her cunt.

And then there was blackness.