"Relax, damn it! You've got to relax or it's gonna kill you!"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
Fucked to death! She could just imagine being roped here, fucked to death! When Krystal still didn't relax, Mike slapped her several times across the face, reaching down and pinching her nipples hard between his fingers until he had her yelping with agony. She arched her spine as much as she could, banging her head against the bench, screeching for mercy. None came. There was only more pain, more slapping, more pinching until the girl thought she would faint from the pain.
"Please… please, don't… don't do this to me!"
Mike shoved back in, smoothing his fingers along her outer labes.
"Yaghghghhhhhh!"
He had done it! Krystal's face blanched, her mouth opened as his cock bloodied itself down into her cunt. He poled all eight inches of his fuckmeat into her, his hands braced on either side of her tormented body.
"Ohhhh… uhhhhhh, this is… is awful! Oh please, please, don't hurt me any more! Oh no, no, noooo!"
To add to her pain, Mike had brought two large clamps, clothespin-like devices he now opened and snapped shut on her nipples. Krystal screamed again, feeling the steel teeth of these devices nibbling away at her tit tips. There were small weights attached to the ends, puffing her tits away from her chest.
Mike reached down, tugging at them, pulling at the clamps until Krystal screamed and shouted for him to stop! The girl was sure he would tear her flesh with that awful pulling.
"Yeah, come on, bitch! Tell me about how much it hurts you! You can't get enough of something like that in your cunt, and you're complaining that it's killing you, right?"
Mike jerked at the weights again, watching as they distended her nipples. Krystal looked down, watching as the awful things nearly ripped her flesh. The pain around her tits took away her concentration from around her cunt. It was only when Mike began pulling his cock out, then shoving it back in that Krystal again felt the stretching pain in her pussy.
"Oh, oh, ohhhh!"
Krystal sobbed with shame and complete humiliation. It wasn't enough that she was here, dragged to this spot by her mother, mistaken for some kind of juvenile delinquent. Oh no, she had to be shamed by this man, this horrible man who had ripped her cherry apart, clamped her nipples and now was fucking her and making her feel something very strange happening around her cunt. The tight, narrow, formerly unused hole inside her was slowly getting bigger, getting wetter and wetter as his fat cock screwed into her.
"Aghhhhhh!"
Again, her cuntal muscles cinched down, making her cry in pain. It was as if Mike were tearing her body right down the middle as one would tear tissue. She felt as if she were being impaled on a pole and it would ram all the way up to her heart. The girl couldn't believe her body could handle all that cockmeat!
"Uh!"
Mike shoved back, then thrust in once more, his belly slapping wetly against her body. He was tugging at the ropes, tightening them against her flesh, then pulling at the weights and watching Krystal's agonized expression, the result from the pain. When she tried screaming again, he slapped her, knocking the wind from her lungs. The girl screamed and shrieked, feeling her face become covered with a wash of perspiration. Writhing helplessly under the attack, all Krystal could do was take his brutality and hope it would soon end.
"Oh man, man, nice and hot and tight! Jesus, you've got a hungry little cunt there, Krystal. And my cock fits in it just right!"
"Oh, oh, nooooooo!"
Her cries bounced off the wall, ringing in her ears while he started fucking her harder and faster. The hot searing pain blinded her to everything. All the girl could do was flex her crotch muscles, trying to loosen her pussy with that movement so the fucking wouldn't be so painful. In a few moments, the girl felt her movements take effect. Her cuntal walls were growing more and more hot and wet, the membranes stretching to accommodate the massive prick chugging through her pussy. Krystal wriggled her ass over the bench, feeling the splinters again. But this time the pricking was welcomed, the sensation sending feelings of lust racing through her.
"Oh, ohhh!"
What was happening to her? The whipping? The ropes? The pissing scene? And now this bondage honor with him fucking her on the bench while her legs were chained widely apart to opposite walls! And yet, and yet, Krystal felt nothing but lust, nothing but delight now as he was fucking her pussy with a steady in-and-out movement. Instead of the cries of agony that had escaped her lips before, now only lusty little grunts of pleasure came out. She licked her lips, far from fighting Mike any longer.
"You rat's ass bitch!" he said, pulling back and looking down at the twisting blonde teen. "You're so Goddamned hot you could burn off my prick. And you puttin' on that act about being such a fuckin' virgin," Mike growled, completely out of control. He had dropped his slower-paced formal voice, acting like a truck driver while fucking Krystal half-senseless.
"Fuck me, fuck me!"
She didn't care what he thought of her at this point. Her sex-drive was at high-pitch, her ass hot for him, her pussy running with juice that wet down her cuntal hair. Fucking! That was what she was living for. Her snatch burned for the big stud. Deflowered, her cherry ripped only moments ago, Krystal wanted this man more than anything else she had ever wanted in the world!
"Yeah, bitch. You're gonna get fucked. But not by me – at least, not right now!"
"No, no, don't pull it out! Noooo!"
Krystal made a wincing face, tugging at the wrist bonds until her muscles bulged against her sweaty-damp flesh. No! She had to have that hot hard thing in her, spreading her itchy, achey cuntal walls apart, searching down in the hot, smooth depths of her cunt.
"Too bad, Krystal. That's the way, you little slut! That's the way!"
"Uh… huhhhhhh!"
She could feel his fat cockhead pulling out slowly, the double lobes tugging at her convulsing cuntal muscles. They shivered at the touch of his prickhead, gobs of juice running down her asscheeks like lava. Thea, with a small squishy pop, Mike was free of her cunt.
The girl jerked her head from left to right, grinding up her ass hungrily as much as she could, silently begging the man for more. She was in high rut now, her belly muscles tightening, the cords sticking out from her throat while strands of blonde hair clung to her hot, damp cheeks.
Krystal wanted that prick. Oh God, she wanted it slipping back into her, scratching that achey itch that was driving her mindless! How could he do something like this to her? How could he leave her this… this abandoned! Krystal let out another cry, tugging at the straps holding her legs apart, able to feel the rub of her cuntlips against one another and her cunt from the violent, restricted moves. Still, it was no substitute for that wonderful fucking Mike had been giving her!
"Here. Here's something for you, something a whore like you deserves!"
Krystal looked through lust-slitted eyes, seeing him holding what appeared to be a cock. It was a dildo, a long whitish pink thing with tiny spikes sticking out on all sides. A small crank was at the bottom, a crank which the big stud began now turning.
"Ohh… oh God!"
There had to be some steel inner core or something inside the dildo. It was warped, making the latex cock twist and bend in various grotesque ways. At the same time, the tiny spikes moved in and out variously, their pistonlike movement depending upon the speed of the turning crank.
"Like that? Would you like something like this better than having my cock in you?" Mike teased, holding the dildo right next to his still hard cock.
"I wanna cock! Wanna cock," she said under her breath, her eyes rounded in horrified surprise as she studied the dildo.
"You'll get it… like this first, though," Mike said, bending down and sliding under her legs.
Krystal jerked her legs, snapping her head back, banging her skull against the rear bench. Her ass hung there teasingly, invitingly, begging to have something like that terrible dildo slipped into it. Mike rubbed his right forefinger along her cuntlips, seeing she was slicked down enough for the grotesque fucking. Holding the sides of the dildo with his left hand, he turned the crank with his right, sliding the thing into the teen's pussy.