"Uhhbhh!"
"Better, baby. That's the way I like to hear you – moanin' and not all that Goddamned beggin' and pleadin'? Shit, that makes me mad!"
Darlene struggled, feeling the cold metal cuffs, chafing her wrists and ankles again. The flesh was almost rubbed raw from all the bondage she had had to endure in the past few days. Then she watched as her cousin turned around and pulled a small silver pair of pincers from a hook. Her eyes widened.
He wouldn't use something like that on her! Oh God, he was approaching her, a terrible look on his face. Again Darlene struggled against the iron bands holding her to the wall. Her asscheeks and back rubbed painfully against the splintery surface while her toes curled onto the floor. She kept her eyes trained on those horrid pincers.
"Yeah, we're gonna have ourselves a real good time, baby. These things are gonna make you feel real good… gonna make me feel fine too!"
Her nostrils flared, perspiration coming down both sides of her nose and dripping off chin. Darlene swallowed had, chewing down on the filthy handkerchief.
"Noooo!"
"Got nice cuntlips. I'm gonna enjoy fuckin' your cunt later on – just like I did before. But first, this!"
His voice trailed off as he dropped the pincers down to her pussy. Darlene shuddered, her thigh flesh twitching while the rest of her body broke out into goose pimples. The young blonde waited as her cousin kept brushing the metal instrunient up and down over her flesh. A piercing cry ripped from her throat. Darlene felt the lancing pain cut into her clit and shoot into her brain. He was tearing at her clit with those horrible things! Her muscles tensed while perspiration dotted her forehead. It was horrible, incredibly painful! Darlene jerked hard against those metal cuffs, her ankles nearly bleeding from the pressure. Jeff only laughed at her helplessness, still wielding those pincers.
Darlene nearly bit through the handkerchief. She had already soaked the filthy cotton through with her spit. She could scream a little better now, the material having flattened somewhat in her mouth. She let out cry after despairing cry, her nostrils flaring as the pain continued to shoot through her cunt.
Her cousin was a maniac. He had finally revealed himself completely tonight. Another anguished cry ripped from her throat as excruciating pain filled her tortured clit. Darlene could barely see through all the tears blinding her eyes. Her body twisted up against the metal cuffs in pain as she strained at those bonds. The girl thought she was dying as Jeff continued to apply those pincers.
CHAPTER NINE
"No, no, no, no!"
She snapped her head from side to side, her long blonde hair whipping across her flushed, perspiration-stained face. Darlene was breathing hard, the oxygen making her head feel so light! The room spun around and around as the pain seemed to increase between her shuddering thighs. Worse, her tits felt numb. That tight rope was doing its job, cutting the blood off from her nipples. She doubted if she could endure any more abuse. If she had been a prisoner, Darlene knew she would have been ready to sign any confession. She was no martyr. The agony she was enduring was too great. She would have done anything to have stopped it!
Darlene shifted her body as much as she could. Her hips jerked as Jeff fucked three fingers up into her cunt, it felt as if he were trying to tear her pussy wide open. A volley of loud, hysterical cries tore from her lips. Mingled with her cries with Jeff's laughter. It was horrible. The young girl panted heavily, feeling as if she were on the brink of unconsciousness. She was about to pass out. Darlene almost smiled at that prospect. Unconsciousness: it was finally going to happen. Through all the former abuse and rape she had remained alert. But now she was going to sink into a faint. Darlene wanted it badly. She would embrace the darkness as if it were her lover.
The pain was becoming too intense for her to stand. She let out another muffled cry, her throat hurting from all the screaming she had done. There was a sudden sharp explosion. Something had popped in her brain, she thought as another violent shock of pain tore through her body. Darlene opened her mouth wide to scream. She could feel the handkerchief rolling back over her tongue. She would shout down the walls with this one. There couldn't be anything as powerful, as loud as this scream. Then the world suddenly collapsed. Darlene let out a groan, her body sagging in the metal bonds…
Darlene had no idea how long she'd remained unconscious. All she knew was that when she awakened the dreadful pain between her legs was gone. When she blinked her eyes open, Darlene felt a shocking cold dampness around her body. She shook her head in a dazed attempt to clear her mind.
"Uhhhhhhh."
At that point the girl realized Jeff had poured cold water over her to revive her. There was a dull throbbing between her thighs, a reminder of what had happened to her. Those horrible pincers! How they had nearly made her die with agony! She looked around. Jeff was standing in the semi-darkness to one side.
"SO, you're back with me again. That's good."
Darlene stared at him through her curtaining hair, wanting to spit in his face. That, she knew, would only infuriate him.
"I could fuck your ass again. But that's already been done. I think I've got something a little better for us both – something that's gonna make you feel real fine and take care of my cock."
Jeff was unfastening the manacles holding her ankles against the wall. Darlene stared straight ahead, not saying a thing.
The girl knew this would be no reason to celebrate. One torture led to another. It would only be after her cousin had spent his cum that he would consider letting her go. There was no reason to believe Jeff had cum while he was torturing her with those pincers. He hadn't even taken his prick out of his Levi's.
He finished unfastening the manacles, leading her in the direction of what appeared to be a small, makeshift pillory. As she shuffled barefooted over the shack's dirty floor, Darlene narrowed her eyes. It was definitely a pillory, newly constructed. She could see the fresh shavings around the floor. It was nearly four foot tall with four holes bored in the yellow pine structure. Hinges crudely fastened at various points enabled whoever operated it to lift the structure and slide the individual's arms and legs through it.
"No, I won't!"
Darlene had pulled the handkerchief from her mouth the moment her arms had been freed, tossing it with disgust on the floor. Now she protested again, backing away from the pillory.
Jeff stared at her with a faint air of amusement, rubbing his unshaven cheeks.
"You ain't got much of a choice. Now you're gonna cooperate, or I'm gonna knock you through those fuckin' holes with my fist!"
"God!"
Darlene saw immediately that she had little choice in the matter. Reluctantly she stood there as he opened the top, then shoved a three legged stool around the front and ordered her to sit on it. Darlene did as she was ordered, thrusting her legs through the larger lower holes. Jeff snapped the pillory down around her lower legs, locking the things. Darlene felt the rough wood cuffing over her flesh but said nothing to her cousin.
"Now the arms."
He opened the top part of the pillory, and with a nod of his head indicated what he wanted Darlene to do. Keeping her eyes fastened on her cousin, the blonde teenager shoved her arms into the holes, feeling her teeth chattering nervously against one another as he attached the top part of the pillory to the lower section. Darlene was locked in now, her arms and legs immobilized once again.
"Now for the fun."
Jeff moved around behind her, reaching around and caressing her nipples. Her tits were still sore from the roping. Darlene closed her eyes, feeling her cousin gently rubbing the nipples, then dropping his hands down to her pussy. There was something gentle, almost loving in his moves now. She felt aroused by the tender touches. It was a trick. Darlene knew it was a trick. She was going to become aroused, then shame herself in front of him once again. But the girl couldn't stop the hot feelings concentrating now between her white, shivering thighs.