"Ughhhhhh…" she moaned.
Cindy thrilled to that touch, the touch of a man's mouth on her pussy! She danced her ass against the wood, her head falling back, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulders. Max was sticking his tongue into her, scouring the slick bumps and hollows of her pussy. So this was what it was like to have someone eating you out! Max was wrong. Dr. Endicott hadn't eaten out her pussy. But let him think what he would. She enjoyed the touch, stiffening, then bowing out her spine as his tongue licked up and down against her furry frothing cunt.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, you got the juice come outta you real good," Max said, drawing back, then raising one hand to pull out several curly blonde cunthairs from between his front teeth.
"Disgusting… it's…"
"Yeah, sure it is. That's why you can't keep your damn ass from movin' all around. That's how disgustin' you think it is."
He pulled all the way back, bending down and picking up a length of half-inch rope. He slipped a loop over one of her ankles, then moved around and secured the other in the same way. Bending down, the attendant attached the free end of the rope to the foot of the rack. Cindy felt the rope tighten hard around her ankles. And to her shock, she enjoyed that touch, that feeling of restraint.
"Now, we have more fun with you, baby. Move your hands back. Lie down and shut up."
Cindy did as she was told, her shoulders pressing now against the hard wood, her arms stretched above her head. This indeed was a rack. Dr. Endicott probably had it especially constructed for the Manor. There were gears behind her. She could see them now as she twisted her head around. Max picked up more rope and looped it around her wrists, stretching the line back and attaching it to the rack's stretching mechanism.
"What are you going to do now?" Cindy gasped with a desire halfway between fear and anticipation.
"You're gonna have a good time, a better time than when your friend shot your cunt and asshole full of electricity," Max promised.
"Oh, no!"
Max moved behind her, bending down once more and gripping a wheel. There were groaning sounds, then the sound of gears meshing against one another. She felt the rack shudder, then felt the top ropes stretching, pulling her arms back farther. She moved her asscheeks from side to side, feeling the splinters knifing into her asscrack.
"Ohhhh…"
At first there was the sensation of being stretched as much as possible. It was almost pleasant, the feeling one gets when jumping from bed and stretching in the morning.
"You enjoy this, right? Let's see just how much you're gonna dig it now."
But then the strain became more intense. Soon Cindy could feel her joints throbbing, the stretching sensation turning more and more into a tearing one. She jerked her head from side to side, her eyes wide, her forehead throbbing while a scream stuck in her throat. That was where Max locked the wheel, keeping the girl completely stretched out with just enough strain to make her feel uncomfortable.
"Now, for more fun."
Max climbed back onto the table, kneeling in front of the helpless girl. Unbuckling his belt, he slipped his trousers down to his knees, exposing his fat, long cock.
"Ohhhh, stop this!"
Cindy twisted her body a little to the right, feeling her tendons pulling even more, her muscles bulging against her stretched flesh. Max was working his lingers up and down over the dark-blue veins of his prick, greasing down the skin with his dribbling pre-cum. Letting go of his cock for the moment, he lowered himself somewhat, pressing his foul mouth against hers, letting his long tongue shove down into Cindy's mouth. When the girl was about to bite down again, Max drew both hands to the side of her head and pulled back.
"You feel this?"
She was very conscious of the sudden pressure of his palms against her skull.
"Yes," she whispered.
"Like I told you before, I could crush your fuckin' head. And I'll do it if you've got any Goddamned thoughts about bitin' me."
Max's hands flew away, once again his horrid mouth was shoved against hers, his tongue squirming down, rubbing against the insides of her cheeks, finally delving toward the back of her throat. It was sickening! She could taste his spit oozing into her mouth. And all the while, Max was moaning, moaning into her mouth while sliding his fingers down to her nipples and squeezing the rich red, tips of her tits.
"Ooooffffff!"
Max let his hands go down, down, sliding his fingers to her ribcage, then slipping them down until they were pinching at her asscheeks.
"Nice, baby, nice. You look good all stretched out like this."
Cindy gasped for breath, twisting her head away, unable to stare that monster in the eye. She was breathing heavily, gasping for air while Max knelt there and stared at her. Oh, how much more aware she was now of the stretching of the rack! There was pain as the strain of the pulling on her arms and legs began to make itself felt. The teen gasped again, feeling herself drifting in a state between thrill and torture. The pulling on her arms seemed to increase.
"Please, loosen that up, please…"
Cindy winced pushing back with her toes, trying to ease the pulling on her arms. Max only laughed at her, watching her tits rise and fall with the panting gasps she took as the strain became more and more telling. Her tits rose and fell mightily, standing straight up with the long red nipples pointing at the cracked plaster ceiling. Then Cindy shuddered as she watched Max lowering his head again. She saw his lips working against one another, saw his tongue just start to poke out, when his mouth engulfed her right nipple.
How strangely delightful it was, having his lips cupping her tit, his teeth nibbling all around her sensitive nipple flesh while his tongue lashed away. Cindy arched her spine as best she could, wallowing her shoulders against the wood. She tried jerking her body from side to side but the stretching, restraining ropes kept her movement to a minimum. Again and again, Max bit and licked her right nipple, smoothing one hand up and down her thighs. Oh, how her cunt burned with lust now as the big attendant mouthed her nipple.
The strain in Cindy's elbows was getting worse and worse. She writhed like a snake as Max kept on sucking her nipple, using the flicking of his tongue to stimulate the girl's already aroused nerves. And now Max lay completely on top of her, his weight adding to the pressure straining on the teen's arms and legs.
Max panted, drawing back and wiping his mouth. "You're hot, baby, real hot to fuck. But I'm gonna hold back. When I stick this mother into you, I wanna hear you cryin' for it!"
"Never!" she shouted back.
"You're gonna be beggin' for it," Max countered, slapping her lightly across the cheeks, then going back to sucking her nipples.
Cindy found it hard to believe she could respond this erotically to this kind of torment. The thought of being tormented this way for hours sent a strange-pleasant shudder through her body, making her cunt walls snap shut on nothingness.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she groaned.
Cindy wanted to scream louder, but was afraid of offending Max and making him torture her more. The strain in her arms and legs was growing with each passing second it seemed as Max's foul damp hands crawled over the hills and hollows of her sweat dampened body. And when his fingers began stroking her asscheeks once more, sliding down into her sweaty asscrack and teasing at her shitter, Cindy nearly dislocated her arms in trying to fuck her ass away.
"So, you're a little nervous about that, huh, baby? You think I'm gonna butt-fuck you?"
"No!" Cindy gasped, the very idea of having a man's cock sticking into her shitter driving her wild with terror.
"Don't worry… at least for now. Who knows how the fuck I'm gonna feel in a couple of secs? But now I'm gonna fuck you like you ain't been fucked before," Max said, an odd twinkle in his eye.