"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Cindy grunted each time his prick touched the back of her throat, his balls pillowing up against her chin.
"No, man, no, it ain't gonna go down this way," Max said determinedly, his jaw set in a firm line.
Cindy groaned as he pulled out from her mouth, wiping the tip of his cock over her lips. He said nothing more pulling his sweaty t-shirt off, then dropping back down onto the panting young teen. Cindy couldn't take much more of this. She had sweated so much that her mouth was dry as cotton. She felt that she would surely lose consciousness if he kept toying with her, teasing her up to climax, then withholding the final reward.
Max was reaching back, untying the loops that fastened her ankles to the rack. Her legs were free! Like a well-programmed robot, Cindy knew just what to do. She kicked her legs high in the air, loving the new freedom, knowing she would be fucked now. The terrible aching, hot itchy pressure between her white shivering legs was about to be eased, satisfied by Max's prick.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me!"
"Take my cock, bitch, and lemme do it for you," Max growled.
Cindy held her breath again, keeping her eyes closed and her legs spread. She felt the big stud settling between her thighs, pressing his cockhead up against her drooling pussy. Sexual electricity seeped from her cunt, singeing the rest of her flesh. She wanted to howl but kept quiet. How good it was to feel his prick sinking into her flesh, shoving and nudging the walls of her pussy. She could actually hear his cock slurping its way in, cooking in her cunt oil. It was getting ready to ram down, to fill her pussy. This was better, so much better than that latex thing. It was attached to a man, a man who wanted her so badly, he would have killed for her!
"Uhhhhhhhhhh…" she sighed.
That wonderful cock was sliding into her body! Cindy gasped and laughed with joy as he shoved the last thick inch into her. Max was gasping, too, twisting his train around on her soft cuntlips beneath him. Then he settled completely down on her body and shoved hard between her legs.
"Ohhhhh, do it, do it!"
He started fucking, and with each forward shove, Cindy's cunt walls squeezed tightly around his prick. Oh, she wanted it, wanted it bad!
"Told you I'd have you cryin' for it, didn't I, baby?"
He shoved his hairy ass up high, getting his cock in position for a hard down stroke.
"Now you can take it all the way!"
Max fucked into her with the skill of an oil fieldhand. Explosions of color and lust racked the girl's body again and again. She thought of his cockmeat, knowing she was filled with it, stretched by it. She could feel his prick tighten into an iron weapon. Oh, yes, this was the end of it! She knew he was going to cum, going to spray her with his white-hot fizz. And how she wanted that feeling, the sensation of the cm spattering against her pussy. Again and again, Max rubbed her clit raw with his cock. Cindy let all control go feeling her body shattering into millions of burning pieces as the final round of their fucking began.
"Fuck…" Max rammed his prick wildly, his balls slapping hard against her body. "Gonna… ohhh, you fuckin' bitch, gonna…"
His words were cut off by the force of his climax. The big stud slapped Cindy brutally, his body pressing down and jerking hard against hers, knocking the wind from her. She could feel stream after stream of the hot cum deep in her tightening cunt. He jerked harder all over her, his feet kicking against her ankles. It was wild, feeling his load burning into her cunt walls. It was just what she wanted, what she needed to push her over the top. Squealing and sobbing, Cindy exploded, her cunt turning into a furnace as throbs ripped through her pussy.
"Eagghghghghghhghghhh!" she wailed.
Cindy wished she could fasten her arms around Max and hold him to her. But unfortunately for her, the attendant had left the ropes on her wrists. She contented herself with scissoring her legs around his lower back, pounding his kidneys with her heels as she exploded again and again before collapsing in an exhausted heap, nearly unconscious from the workout and climax.
"Good fucking, baby. Good fucking, good head, good everything."
Max slobbered kisses all over her body, sucking oti her sore nipples, chewing on them, then bending down and sucking on her navel. She looked through her long blonde lashes and saw that his cock was semi-rigid. Was that just an after-stiffness, or as he getting hard again? Cindy thought she would surely die if he were to fuck her again.
No. Nothing was happening. Carefully, Max climbed down from the rack, taking the dildo and unplugging it. She watched as he curled up the black wires, then hung the instrument neatly back in place on the wall. When he turned around, she saw that his cock had shrunk back to its normal size. Sighing with relief, the girl closed her eyes, grateful she had survived yet another treatment at the Manor.
"I'll let you rest here for a while, baby. Then it'll be time to see Dr. Endicott."
The mentioning of that name sent a chilling rush through her body. Dr. Endicott. More torture. More sex. More for her to submit to and endure. Cindy shook her head, closing her eyes and thinking of her quiet home, of her parents, of her friends as Max dressed and walked from the room. She could inch back now that her legs were free, and ease the stretching pain on her arms. Lying there naked on the rack, Cindy felt Max's jizz oozing from her cuntslit, wetting down her thighs and asscheeks. She tried not to think of what he'd done, of what they'd all done to her. But again and again, her mind drifted from more pleasant memories to the recent ones here at Hannah Manor.
Again she could feel that electrified dildo stretching her, the voltage teasing her cunt, making it hard and responsive. Again, she could feel Max's tongue in her, taste Alicia's cunt, feel the water pulsing in her asshole, while that steel dildo raped through her cunt. Then there was that awful stare Judy had given her, the look of a zombie as she sent currents of electrons smashing into her body. Her only defense had been to fry her friend in turn! Oh, what a horror she had been led into. And how much longer would it go on? She remembered hearing her mother say something about six weeks! Six weeks? She'd been there only a few days and was dragging close to the grave!
Minutes passed, dragging well into one hour and a half. Still there was no sign of Max, no sign of Dr. Endicott. Cindy tugged at the ropes, hoping somehow that they would loosen. Max was too skilled for that, however. She lay uncomfortably in that awkward position for another twenty minutes before the door squeaked open. It was Max and Jack.
"You fucked 'er again, eh?" Jack said, smirking down at the bound teen.
"Yeah. We really got down to some good fuckin' business this time, right, baby?" Max said. He'd obviously changed into a fresh uniform. Cindy blushed furiously, looking away from the two leering men.
"Can't talk much about that now. Doc's got another treatment scheduled for her… now. And you know how bent she gets when we're late."
"Treatment?"
Cindy let out a bitter laugh, wanting to spit in their faces. How could they call this treatment when they were torturing her, turning her from a decent girl into some kind of nymphomaniac… and worse! She could have scratched their eyes out. Jack and Max let her writhe against the rapes for a few more moments before Max stepped up and whacked her solidly across the chin. The blow was enough to quiet the girl.
"Now, you're gonna get dressed and come with us. Alicia doesn't like anybody to be late. So move it."
Cindy felt the ropes loosening, then slipping away from her wrists. She was allowed to rest somewhat, ready for another session with the good doctor. Ignoring Max's winks, she dressed, slipping the coarse uniform aver her head, wondering what new torments Alicia Endicott and her alcoholism treatment program had for her.