Jessie's head was jerking and thrashing from side to side and her loins were starting to hump up against Caitlin's face. Caitlin licked harder, her tongue rasping across Jessie's clit as she pumped her fingers faster in her sister's snatch.
The blonde wept and moaned and grunted insensibly, her legs pulling apart as her ass cheeks ground into the carpet and her hands jerked and quivered on the floor. Her eyes were open but unseeing as her body, responding to an age old stimulus, began to rip into an orgasmic explosion that shoved aside and then buried the sensation of pain that had enveloped the blonde.
She groaned in pleasure now, though her conscious mind wasn't aware of what was going on. Her body shook and bounced through a climax of immense proportions, her raw, frazzled nerve endings flooded and overloaded with cataclysmic ecstasy that grew and grew until it blasted the hapless, helpless girl completely out of her skin and dropped her into the blackness of unconsciousness.
"Well, you got a talented tongue, pussy," Jones snickered. He gripped her thick hair and dragged her to her feet, then shoved her against the bed, forcing her onto her hands and knees on the edge of the mattress.
"Spread those legs, whore," he ordered.
Caitlin spread her legs wider, then wider still, raising her ass in the air as he fingered her slit and asshole. He ran his hands over her round ass cheeks, then slapped them both down with a laugh.
"That's the position for you to get used to, whore. This is something all you college girls should be shown before you even start school."
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard boner, sticking the head against her bald cunt cleft. His cockhead sank into her velvety fuck opening, disappearing from view. Caitlin grunted as he thrust forward, half his cock driving up into her belly.
"Suck it down. Suck it down," he sighed, gripping her hips as he slammed the rest of his cock meat into her fuck tunnel.
"Fucking cunt! Stinking whore! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" he grunted, drilling his prick into her buttery depths, grinding his hips against her ass flesh as he pulled hard on her hips.
"Take it! Take it!" he gasped, pounding his prick harder and harder into her soft cunt box, his hips hammering into her ass flesh, knocking her body forward away from him, only to be dragged back by his strong, iron hard grip.
"Fucking bitch!" he cursed, his hips beating a furious tattoo against her ass, his cock drilling her tight pussy, pistoning in and out as he jerked her body back and forth with savage, violent fury. Her tits swung back and forth and her head bounced helplessly as he slammed into her with remorseless anger and lust.
He grabbed her wrists, pulling them straight back along her body, pulling so hard she screamed, her arms threatening to rip free of their sockets as he used them to tear her body back against his raging hard-on. He bucked into her, his hips making brutal contact with her cupcake buttocks, hurling her forward with a scream of pain. Then he yanked back on her arms, again making her scream as he used his grip to brake her body's forward motion and jerk her back against his next ferocious thrust.
Caitlin was pounded and battered like a rag doll, yelping and groaning and sobbing in disorientation as her body bounced and jerked up and down and back and forth. He raped his cock down into her with cruel spearing strokes, skewering her aching cunt box, making her scream in pain as his lance impaled her over and over again.
He gave a groan and fell forward over her, his weight crushing her into the mattress. His body covered her, his arms sliding beneath her and nearly cutting her in half as he crushed her against him with all his strength. He ground his crotch into her ass flesh as he twisted his hard cock around inside her tight, elastic fuck sheath, then his mouth opened wide and he bit down on her shoulder, his teeth digging into her soft flesh as she quivered in agony.
He growled and drooled, his cock beginning to pump inside her again, his hips slapping against her ass meat.
"Bitch! Whore! Fucking… Ungh… Cunt! Ungh!" He buried his fuck stick inside her and still he rammed forward, mashing his hips against her, crushing her against the mattress, trying to ram his entire pelvis into her cunt opening.
Then he came, his juice spewing out the end of his fuck tool and boiling down into her belly, gushing along her silken cunt walls and flooding her womb with warm wet white sperm.
He grunted as he jerked hard on his arms, crushing her against him again, then again, then again, as though trying to force his flesh through hers, to force his entire body into her.
A last wad of sperm spat out the tip of his cock and rattled down into her belly and he finally relaxed atop the near senseless girl, groaning in satisfaction as his cock finally began to soften inside her snug cleft.
Chapter 8
Jones left them alone for a long while, long enough for the bedraggled, abused young women to regain some portion of their sanity and energy at least. They both groaned weakly from the hard riding they'd been given and the pain inflicted on them. Each had new sore spots to cup and squeeze and rub.
Jones didn't bother them until supper time, when they had to go down into the kitchen and make him a big dinner. The two naked girls worked side by side in the kitchen, always with an ear open for Jones' appearance, frightened he might catch them saying something against him.
Both still wore the leather bands around their ankles and wrists, though Jessie's were no longer fastened together. Neither tried to escape out the kitchen door. By now they both had the idea that Jones was practically omniscient, could read their minds and tell when they were planning something.
Neither wanted to feel his fists again, or the pain of the cattle prod. Jessie, in particular was too frightened to even think about running away from him. They made stake and potatoes and gravy and then knelt on either side of his chair, their wrists bound together behind their backs as Jones ate.
After dinner, Jones used both as foot stools, making them kneel side by side as he rested one foot on each back. He clicked through the TV channels, but found nothing half so interesting as the two rounded asses and tight, bare little cunt cracks staring up at him.
Every once in a while he would lift a foot off one of their backs, then shove hard on the girl's ass, knocking her off her knees and onto her face on the carpet. He would watch with a sneer as the girl quickly got back to her knees and scurried back into position.
Several times he leaned forward, his lighter in his hands, clicking it on and sliding it beneath a soft little cunt mound so the flame burned into tender flesh. The girl would screech in pain and fly forward as he laughed in amusement and put his lighter away.
Still, even this began to bore him after a while. He stripped and let both girls work on his cock at the same time. To make it more difficult for them he bound their hands behind them again, allowing them only their tongues and lips to work suck and lick on his balls and cock. Before he came he jammed their heads together, then spit his sperm into their faces, making them lick it off each other.
It was while he was watching Jessie suck Caitlin's nipple and yelling at the blonde to bite it off, that he got an idea that promised excitement. He played with it in his mind for a few minutes as the two girls made love together, trying to think of the most interesting way to bring it about.
He went to the kitchen and got a sewing kit, then rummaged in the jewel box for some rings. He found just what he wanted and brought them back to the living room. First he had Jessie lay flat on the coffee table, then he pulled her upwards so first her head hung over, then her shoulders. He pulled her arms back behind her neck and fastened them to the ring of her collar, then spread her legs and put them down on either side of the table, running a chain beneath the table to lock them together.