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"Uhhhhhh!"

Next Jack attached heavy iron rings to her nipples. They must have been at least three inches in diameter, the screws old and rusted. Jack kept tightening them, the small round pads pressing against those brown rubbery nubs until Susan protested. She drew her hands forward, trying to knock the painful things from her tits. She was rewarded for this move by a resounding slap across the face. The woman cried out, her hands dropping to her sides once again.

"Uhhhhhh…"

Jack finished screwing on the rings, squeezing their tits and laughing as Susan grimaced in pain. The woman clenched her teeth once more, refusing to scream. She had told Jenny they were to think only of survival. She would scream only if she had to.

Next Jack took some cord from that gray metal box and bound her wrists to the legs of the table, threading the rope around itself to form two double figure-eight knots. The cord was thin and it cut into her flesh. The tension and pain let her know that the more she struggled, the more it would hurt her.

Jack moved around to the foot of the table now, taking another length of quarter-inch white cord and binding her ankles to her thighs. She felt her cuntlips moving farther apart from this move. If he wanted an easy fuck, the teen couldn't have planned it better. Susan adjusted her position a bit more, feeling the pressure of her body weight increasing against her shoulders. Jack attached a loop to one knee, running the cord under the table then sliding the rope around her other knee. In this grotesque fashion he was preventing her from clamping her knees together.

"Now," he said, grinning at her. "We're gonna have some fun… you know, the kind you like. Good, hot fuckin'."

Susan was bound hand and foot, her thighs spread so she couldn't close them. She twisted her head around, watching a Jenny swayed from the ceiling. Clint was finger-fucking her now with both hands, pulling her cunt lips open much in the same way, hers were spread. Jenny was sobbing out something about the pain. If she were a virgin as she claimed, this was a terrible way to lose her cherry. Clint had his fingers buried up to his knuckles all the time and was still tonguing her asshole.

"Yaghghghghh!"

Susan turned from Jenny, watching Jack undress again. His fat cock was long and thick again, the tip purple and slick with hiss precum. He was ready to fuck her and much to her shame, Susan realized she was ready to be fucked. How she wanted to feel him crawling on top of her!

Throwing the belt down, Jack slid on top of her, his cock dry-fucking her. Susan groaned, feeling the full hot thick length sliding over her greasy cunt mouth. At times the arrow-shaped prick head nudged up against her clit. How much she wanted to have his cock squeeze into her again. If only he would fuck her now! Yes, she could well imagine how her itchy cuntal walls were going to cinch up tight against the hot sides while his balls nestled themselves between her splayed thighs.

"Uhhhhhhh…"

"Want more?"

"No, no, no more!" she screamed, lying right through her teeth.

"Liar!"

He brought the flat of his left hand hard against her right cheek, then back-handed her. Susan felt the heat of his wild blows but there wasn't pain. She felt that odd kind of heat again. The thought that these were her students, her pupils doing this to her while they were raping her prize student near-by sent more thrills of unholy delight soaring through Susan's bound body.

"Fuckin' A, baby! The more I give, the more you want… Just like I told Clint."

This time she had have no way to protect herself. Jack doubled the belt then brought the leather down between her thighs.

"Eaghghhhhh!"

"Yeah! This is a lotta fun," Jack laughed.

"No, no!"

Susan jerked her knees together but there was no way she could protect her cunt. One more time the doubled leather belt sliced into her thighs, dangerously close to her pussy. Susan cried out, jerking her ass up off the bench as best she could.

"Don't you like it, baby? You don't like gettin' warmed up this way before fuckin'?"

"No, no!" Susan spat out, her body growing slick with nervous perspiration.

She turned her head around just in time to see a pink froth oozing from Jenny's cunt hole. Clint had popped her cherry with his fingers, raping the girl, tearing her innocence from her in this foul way. The tormented teen only groaned, her body slick with sweat as it dangled obscenely from the ceiling.

"Yaghghhghhh!"

Fires of hell raged through Susan as the belt came down on her belly and thighs.

"Come on, baby, ask me to stop. Maybe I will."

"No, no, don't… don't touch me!" Susan screamed, her voice shrilling. "I don't want you touching me!"

"You had enough?"

"Oh God!"

Jenny let out another howl, this one reflecting more pain than the last. Susan's heart went out to the girl but she had problems of her own. Jack slapped her again, reaching down and mouthing her tits with his lips.

"So, baby, you wanna be fucked like an animal. That's the way it's gonna be, then."

Susan squirmed her body, feeling it straining against the ropes. Jack crawled on top a little farther, pressing his lips against hers, then driving his tongue into her mouth. She felt the hot, slippery thing slink past her front teeth and scour the insides of her cheeks. Again and again Susan tried screaming out her disgust, her rage. But something in her kept that quiet.

"Mmfmmfmfffff!"

His tongue shot around her mouth, attacking every pink ridge and hollow inside. He gripped her long flowing blonde hair with one hand, tearing at it while he slipped the other hand beneath and squeezed her whipped ass. The pressure of his fingers against her asscheeks inflamed the lust the woman felt building in her crotch.

"No, oh God! No, don't do that… yaghhghghhhhh!"

Jenny was crying out again, her screams following the dry smacking of a leather belt against her body. The air was marked now with the staccato sounds of the belt smacking against her body. Susan cried out as Jenny's voice broke.

"Stop this, for God's sake. You're going to kill her!"

"She loves it – just the way her teacher does," Jack shot back.

"No, no, that's not true!"

"Lyin' slut."

Jack went back to her mouth, kissing Susan long and hard. He loved holding her like this, degrading her with his body, kissing and tonguing her mouth while dry-fucking her with his cock. And all, the time those dreadful screws held her cunt open and pinched her nipples cruelly.

"Uhhhhhh!"

What was more exciting was that the pressure of those screws on her cuntlips and tit tips now made her ache with lust. She wanted a cock, a big cock inside her. She knew a prick as big as the one sported by Jack would stretch her cunt to its elastic limits.

"Oh no, stop it… please…"

"Gettin' too warm for you, baby? Gettin' too much for you to take?"

He slapped her again. Susan felt the massive, shocking thrills surge through her as Jack slid his cock up and down. She felt the tip gouging against her belly button. Susan grunted in frustration, closing her eyes while gritting her teeth. Fucked, fucked, she had to get fucked!

"You're fantastic, slut. That's a big surprise. Most of the teachers think are all kinda dried up inside. But you're still pumpin' in and out."

His mouth was all over her face now, wetting her lips, her cheeks, her eyelids, her throat. Susan knew her body reveled in that touch. But at the same time she felt disgust at herself for having led one of her students into this kind of madness. And the baleful cries from Jenny let her know she had been something of a pimp in luring the innocent teen to this garage of horror.

Susan's large tits heaved up and down as Jack began pulling on her pinched nipples. She bit at him once, only to have him slap her. Jack reveled in hurting her, she could see it in his brown eyes. The more she writhed against her bonds, the more he loved it.