Cori let out a shout, snapping her head back while prancing her ass back and forth against the leg stocks. The chains rattled overhead while her fingernails dug at the wooden stock.
"There, that feel good, baby? You gonna have a good time with that biting down on your nipple?"
Cori groaned, twisting her head around and watching him come at her with the other clamp. She was ready this time, grinding her teeth as he let the object bite down on her left tit, the rusty teeth nearly piercing the red rubbery nipple flesh. The weight of the wires pulled down at her tits, distending the nipples, making the young girl groan more loudly.
Uncle Jim moved around between her legs, holding her cuntlips open with one hand while clamping a third alligator clip just below her clit. Now Cori began to panic, bouncing her ass up and down, feeling the wood stock chafing her wrists even more. Her legs tensed and ridged, her thighs pulling back while she swayed obscenely from right to left like a pendulum. The chains supporting the hanging stock that entrapped her arms rattled as Jim stroked the girl's cuntlips, brushing the blonde pussy fur surrounding them with the backs of his fingers and cooing softly to the terrified girl.
Then he moved behind her, stroking her whipped ass, taking the last clip and inserting it into her shitter.
"Awk!"
Cori's eyes widened as she bounced her ass up, her buns clenching together while her ass ring worked against the metallic invader, trying to dislodge it. Nothing worked. She hung there, her body wired while Uncle Jim took a small hand-cranked generator from a wooden cabinet and placed it on the floor. Slowly, deliberately, he took each long black wire dangling from each clamp and fastened it to tiny silver outlets at the back of the gray box. Cori watched fascinated, her heart beating faster and faster while her body tensed against the wooden stocks.
When he was through, Uncle Jim looked at the box, taking the silver handle and giving it a slow turn clockwise. Immediately, Cori felt biting agony at all four points. Her nipples tingled while her cunt and sphincter snapped shut against the invading clips. Uncle Jim stopped, noticing how white her face had become while her nostrils flared under the pain.
Cori looked wildly at him. Surely he wasn't going to keep her like this and send more current into her! Surely he had to have seen just how painful it was having the electricity surge through her body!
Perhaps he had seen too well. Walking back to the cabinet, Uncle Jim fished around the top shelf for a while, returning with what at first appeared to be a brown rubber doorstop.
"Open your mouth," he barked. Cori did as she was told, afraid of more pain. "I don't want you to bite your tongue off. If you did, then I wouldn't know more about those certificates, if your mother's unwilling to talk, that is."
Cori tasted the vile rubber. It was awful, making her retch as she tried to take her mind off the deliciously biting pain of the pincers against her nipples, cunt and asshole. Uncle Jim moved back to her ass, taking the wire and pushing it deeper into her asshole. He shoved it as far as he could get it, laughing when Cori started crying and sobbing, her asscheeks flexing against one another. The cold curled wire made her breathe heavily, her cheeks puffing out while her forehead creased with worry. She took shallow, uneven breaths to keep from choking as Uncle Jim shoved the wire in just a few more inches.
Cori had heard about things like this, about torture devices used against young women. Just recently, there had been something about a maniac in Detroit who had held several women prisoners for nearly a year, making them do vile things like this for his own pleasure. Her Uncle Jim, she suspected, was one of these horrid men. And when she saw him again, squatting down like an animal in front of her and gripping the hand-cranked generator, she was sure of it. She could feel the wire in her ass. Tiny teeth were nibbling at her clit, making the pink flesh swim in hot juice while her nipples blushed more and more darkly.
Gripping the handle, Uncle Jim turned it slowly, watching as Cori's body trembled in the stocks. She felt the faint pulse digging into her tits, her cunt and her asshole. The girl jerked again, unused to the feeling. Uncle Jim turned the crank again, this time a little faster.
Cori jerked up against the clamp shoved up her asshole! Jim turned the crank more slowly, watching as the young girl shivered while her cunt and tits ached. The waiting for more pain made her cunt itch and her tits throb so!
Uncle Jim was satisfied, licking his lips like a wolf and turning the handle more quickly. Cori let out a sharp cry now, throwing her head back while the cords stood out against her throat. She made strangled cries while pain shot through her cunt and ass. It was as if some awful animal were tearing at her tits, cunt and shitter. Her skin felt as if it were burning while her nipples became swollen. The muscles in her belly knotted and cramped, her tummy ballooning while her ass clenched hard against the clamp. Her clit seemed to buzz, defying the pain coursing through her cunt. She tried to close her legs to squeeze off her orgasm. But the stocks were keeping her legs apart.
How odd! Pain and climax happening at once. The current was doing such bizarre things to her.
"Like it, baby? Enjoy havin' this in you?"
Uncle Jim's mocking words seemed to echo in her rattled brain as he turned the crank faster than before. It felt as if someone were hitting her in the belly and ass with a fist!
Cori let out another shout from around the rubber wedge, her head lolling from side to side while a fist of air burst from her shitter, nearly dislodging the clump of wires stuffed in her ass. And when Uncle Jim began turning the crank even faster, the young girl thought she would surely die. She screamed, her tits and belly and cunt and shitter being ripped apart by wild sensations. Cori jerked her body up and down, her spine arching, her asscheeks clenching and unclenching while her legs pulled wildly at the wooden stocks.
Blood oozed from her chafed ankles and wrists as the girl fought to escape the killing agony. She writhed harder as spit and cunt juice gushed from her. Her lips turned purple while diamonds of saliva stood out. Her thighs rippled uncontrollably as the pain tore through her body. As she shuddered and jerked on her chains, Uncle Jim shouted with approval, turning the crank faster and faster. Cori's face was a blur as she shouted and screamed around the rubber wedge. She nearly broke her teeth as she bit down hard.
God in heaven, she was going to die. She knew she was going to die, electrocuted here in this dismal basement.
Uncle Jim gave a final twist.
It was all Cori needed. Her climax exploded with a fury that knocked her out. Her clit throbbed in time with the pulsing electricity, her body bouncing up and down on the restraining chains. Her eyes rolled up into her head, her mind shattering as she collapsed against her restraints and the electricity stopped. The last thing she remembered was Uncle Jim's face peering into hers, his hands on her thighs as she dropped back, back into wonderful, comforting blackness.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Rhonda had hoped she would arrive during the day. She hated driving at night. But she had had trouble starting her car, and the mechanic didn't arrive for nearly an hour after she had called. Tightening her grip on the wheel, she guided her big car down the highways, wincing at all the headlights and wishing she had postponed driving until the next morning.
No. She had promised Cori she would be there that evening, and be there she would.
Carefully, Rhonda had chosen her wardrobe, being sure there would be no telltale marks her daughter or Jim would notice. She blushed thinking about what she'd done, remembering that violet wand and how the electricity had heightened her arousal. No. She would think of that later. She eased her big car onto the narrow road that ran past her brother-in-law's home.