"No, oh no, don't make me feel this!" Darlene pleaded, closing her eyes.
"Yeah, hot, real hot. Man, could fuck you now. But like I said, I got plans for you, baby, real hot plans. You're gonna make me feel good all over, and that means playin' games with me."
His hands dropped from her tits and cunt. Darlene sat there, feeling the blood rushing through her veins. It was like waiting for the final order of the firing squad. She thrust her chin out, thinking for a second she indeed was some kind of martyr waiting for her unspeakable end. Suddenly she felt the stool moving away from under her ass. She blinked her eyes wide open, her lips parting for a scream. And then there was the pulling weight of her body against her thighs. Her ass was hanging there, dipping down toward the floor without any support. Her legs ached from the strain and she thought her shoulders would surely pull from their sockets.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
She rested her forehead against the top of the pillory, stars exploding in front of her eyes. She saw Jeff pinning at her as she struggled to wriggle forward. With some minimal success, the girl managed to shift her weight so the strain against her arms and legs was lessened. It was then she turned and stared up at her hateful cousin Jeff once again, wishing he would draw close enough so she could spit in his face!
"Enjoying yourself, baby?"
"Ohhhhhh!"
Darlene had to swallow the words she wanted to scream at him. Prudence kept her quiet as she wriggled in the pillory, wishing again she could pass out.
"I know you like it. You dig this shit, remember? I felt your cunt before when I was fuckin' around with you. The more shit we did to you, the more you loved it. That's the way you are. Just like me, but at the other end of the line," Jeff said calmly, rubbing her nipples again with his fingers. He was tugging at the tit tips, pinching them at times, making the girl wince in pain and pleasure.
"No, no, I'm not what you say," she protested, shaking her head from side to side. "You're sick. You don't know what you're talking about!"
Jeff threw back his head and laughed.
"Sure do. Been doin' this since I was a kid. Lots of girls are like you, you know? I ain't gonna maim you or nothin'. But I'm gonna make you feel better than you've felt in a long time."
With that her cousin moved away from her for a second. Darlene turned her head, watching his every move as if her life depended on it. He was rolling a small heavy cask around to her, positioning it about three feet from her ass. Darlene tightened her asscheeks protectively, her eyes examining the dirty, worn barrel. Some of the bands were rusted already, threatening to give way. She could hear something sloshing around inside. Water?
"This is gonna clean you out, baby."
Jeff was milling round behind her. She heard more rattling around and wondered if he was going to use those pincers on her clit or her nipples. She shivered, remembering the painful cold metallic agony attacking her body. When Jeff returned, Darlene saw he had a tong black rubber hose in one hand. A spigot was at one end. Bending down, he attached the hose to make sure it would reach her ass.
In a flash, Darlene got the idea he was going to shove that thing right up her slitter. The girl remembered how his cock had felt fucking her ass! There was that odd, spacy feeling every time the cock fucked into her, chugging through her ass guts, rearranging her insides! The girl had endured that miraculously, but felt she could never take anything up her slitter again.
"What are you doing with that thing?" Darlene asked.
"Just what you think. Gonna clean out your guts just like a doc."
With that, Jeff spread her asschecks wide apart with one hand. She felt his hand holding her open, spreading the wrinkled lips of her slitter for the brass spigot.
"No, oh no, don't do it back there. Leave my ass alone! Oh, please, don't touch me back there… uhhhh, oh, oh, you're doing it! Oh God, you're doing it!"
Darlene's face reddened, her checks puffing out while she wrinkled her forehead. It was horrid having that awful thing sliding into her asshole. Thank goodness it wasn't very thick. At least she didn't have the sensation of her ass ring being ripped apart. Carefully, still keeping her asschceks separated widely, Jeff threaded the awful black rubber tube into her shitter. He slipped inch after cold, rubbery inch into her asshole until the girl began trying to spread her legs to ease the entry. Jeff laughed at her vain efforts, finally stopping after he had fucked seven inches of the latex tubing up her ass. Darlene let out a sigh, resting her forehead against the top of the pillory once again.
"That wasn't so bad, was it, baby?" Jeff asked, taking a handful of her hair in one fist and pulling her head back from the pillory.
"Uhhhh, no, no!"
Darlene wriggled and squirmed in the pillory, her movements making the device sway.
"You know, you don't look so fuckin' comfortable up there," Jeff said, his lips curling into a mocking smile.
"Damn you," Darlene said.
Jeff only smiled more broadly at her words, shaking his head. "I'm gonna bring back a stool."
Darlene's mouth opened. She couldn't believe his sudden show of compassion in the midst of this horror. There had to be a trick. She knew her cousin only too well. There would be something wrong somewhere in this offer of kindness. She heard the stool scraping along the floor. Turning around, Darlene saw the three-legged stool again. But there was something wrong with it. There was something extra on the stool, something that hadn't been there before.
"No!"
A cock. Or at least, a facsimile of a cock sticking straight up from the center of that thing. It was what she remembered some of the girls at school called a dildo. Darlene remembered in a flash how she had nervously giggled at stories she'd heard about those things. But now the girl realized she was going to experience what it was like to be fucked by one.
"Get that ass up."
She felt her cousin's rough hands caressing her ass, pinching the flesh and raising it up slightly so he could slide the stool under her ass. Darlene had a very good idea what was going to follow next. She tightened her thighs, keeping her body tense and above the horrid dildo. Darlene could feel the smooth scraping of the plastic prick against her shitter as Jeff repositioned the stool.
"I put some things around the base of the dildo. You wanna feel 'em?"
Without waiting for an answer, Jeff pushed the dildo between her cuntlips. Darlene stiffened, feeling hot rushes of delight spark up her spine. It was weird, odd feeling that slick lifeless cock fucking up into her cunt. The girl trembling, her narrow shoulders shivering as the dildo fucked into her slick, tight little pussy. Suddenly Darlene was aware of something very sharp, something very cutting against her asscheeks. He had nails or something sticking up from around the base of that dildo! The girl screaming, screwing her ass up and away from that rodding thing. Somehow Darlene managed to keep her pussy away from the rounded cocktip.
"Go down, and you're gonna hurt yourself real bad. Got something else to make this interesting."
She couldn't think of anything else to make this more interesting except a pack of mad dogs.
Jeff disappeared for another moment, coming back with another device. This time the girl was unaware of what it was for a moment. She narrowed her eyes, peering through the darkness at a gray box mounted atop a small portable table. The wires hanging from the sides made her think of the battery testers she had seen in all the department stores. But there were two small plastic windows on the front of the box with needles presently resting on their zero positions. A small vent was cut in the top of the thing. As Jeff drew the box closer, Darlene could see the wires had small pincers on them. In a moment she realized the box was a portable generator. And Jeff was going to use the damned thing on her!