"No, no, no, no!”
Snapping from her stupor, the girl realized they were both going to fuck her at the same time! She could feel Septillian's cock pushing hard at her tight little asshole. She kept begging him not to fuck her there while all the time the tip of his cock pressed harder. And then the young teen felt her asshole giving way. Just as Geronimus's cock was pulling back from her cunt, his partner's prick was sliding in, pushing down into her bowels.
"Fuck me, Sister. That's it, fuck me good and hard.”
The two men were fucking her hard, their bodies slapping wetly against hers, the framed rack threatening to topple over from the weight of the three rattling against it. Finally Geronimus cried out, reaching his back while pumping in his load. Septillian quickly followed, drilling her ass, then spitting in his hot, white sticky glue.
Abbey growled, her rational mind having exploded again and again with yet another climax. She collapsed, limp as a rag, completely defeated by this ordeal.
"She's one of us now. Put up the other one," Geronimus said, unfastening the bonds and catching Abbey as she fell forward.
"Oh no, not me! Oh please, noooo… " Betty wailed.
Abbey heard her cousin's scream, the tearing of her clothes and then the rattling of the mobile rack as they threw Betty onto it. Abbey smiled, knowing full well Betty would experience the same kind of pleasure/pain she had. Betty would no doubt find it not so bad after all.
Chapter 10
Abbey sat cross-legged in front of the helpless de-programmer. She was humming a tune, half paying attention to the man's helpless cries while tracing her fingers along her injured thigh, carefully avoiding the burned spot. Septillian had told her to wait for him while he went and got her younger cousin.
"For God's sake! You're not tied up or anything. What they did to you you can turn around! Abbey. Listen to me. Your aunt couldn't believe you and your cousin could have fallen for this kind of crap.”
Crap? Abbey shook her head, smiling dreamily up at the roped, handsome young man. She wouldn't call what she'd been through crap. Oh no. There had been too much substance, too much pain to endure to call it something as silly as simply crap.
"Let me go!”
"I can't do something like that without asking Brother Septillian and… ”
“Don't make me laugh," Doug said.
He had been roped well by the brothers. Two rough-hewn posts with the bark still on them were planted in the stone floor. A cross bar connected the two. Having been completely stripped, the young blond man had been draped over the crosspiece, his hands tied together and roped to the wood while his ankles had been fastened with metal cuffs to the upright posts.
"Your beloved brothers are nothing but a couple of freaky con men from San Francisco who hit on a cult thing. They're having their jollies and making money at the same time. Wait till they hit your folks up for contributions! That's their nice way of saying blackmail to keep your pictures out of the papers. I know what goes on there.”
"So what?”
Abbey couldn't believe she was refusing this man's help. Hours ago she would have jumped at the chance of escaping. But now… now all she could think of was the intense pleasure she'd experienced under the two brothers.
"Owwww!" Doug groaned, his flesh tearing against the rough bark.
"Oh, I'm sorry there's so much pain. But you'll get used to it," Abbey said, pushing the long brown hair from her eyes. "They gave me a brand… see, right here!”
She unfolded one leg and pointed to the dark, red area. Doug made a face, turning away.
"It's not very pretty now," she conceded. "But the experience was something else.”
There was a commotion outside and the door burst open. Betty stumbled in, tears streaking her face. She collapsed on the floor, her hands sprawling out in front of her. Sobbing, the girl began crawling toward her cousin, her fingers outstretched, trembling.
"Oh Betty, did they… ”
"Oh God… ”
The two girls hugged one another tightly while Dog tried desperately to get them to untie him. Geronimus stepped into the room with a satisfied smirk on his face. Septillian moved up behind him, closing the thick door softly.
"We meet again. Only this time you're not sneaking behind buildings and stealing away my converts," Geronimus said.
"He can't, not the way some of the brothers roped him. We oughtta brand him like we did the girls!" said Septillian.
"I've got another idea. Why don't we let the sisters, you know, initiate him? What a trip that'd be, right brother?”
Doug pulled at the ropes, watching the two girls sobbing together. He had started to sweat.
"You cock-suckers! You Goddamned fuckers! I'll get you for this!" he cried out.
Geronimus smiled, moving down to the helpless de-programmer and curling his fingers into a fist. He cuffed Doug hard, his knuckles bruising the young man's face. The blow was so strong that Doug's head snapped to one side.
"Go on home and eat your mother's cunt. That's what little fags like you wanna do all the time!”
He smiled, wiping away the small trickle of blood that was oozing from one corner of Doug's injured mouth.
"Sister Abbey, over here.”
When Abbey hesitated, Geronimus turned around and kicked her in the belly. The girl let out a whooshing sound, grabbing her belly and flying backward away from her hysterically sobbing cousin. Curling up, Abbey drew her knees up to her chin, gasping for air.
"When I tell you to do something, you do it!”
Abbey nodded her head, rolling around slowly to her knees and standing up shakily. She moved around and faced Brother Geronimus.
"Here, piss on this," he ordered, handing the young teen a long red scarf.
Abbey took the garment, staring questioningly at him. But she knew she had better do as he said. Squatting slightly, turning from the men and feeling her cheeks burning, the girl urinated freely on the scarf. She felt the hot oily piss trickling over the material, soaking through and wetting her fingers. Betty watched open-mouthed.
"Good, very good," Geronimus said as he took the scarf and halved it, turning to face Doug.
"You stink. But you don't stink as much as you're going to.”
With that he took the garment and shoved it into the de-programmer's mouth. Doug groaned, coughing and choking as the smell-reached his flaring nostrils.
Abbey found herself smiling, watching with some delight as the big handsome stud struggled against his bonds and the center post. Yes, she could really understand what he was going through-the thrill and helplessness of S amp;M.
"Unnnnhhhffffff!”
And what was more interesting was the way his cock was swinging out, getting very long and very thick and hard. Abbey found herself staring at it with a kind of joy and delight. Could she fuck again tonight? She was exhausted, drained of all will. And yet… and yet watching this helpless man with a hard-on stirred something inside her.
"You're going to feel pain you deserve, you Goddamned mother-fucker! You practically closed us down here," Geronimus said, kicking the de-programmer.
"Yeah, almost had the cops nosin' around here. Good thing we had those pics and sent copies to the girls' folks. They shut up fast, especially when they had a good shot of their daughters suckin' his cock while they was all roped up that way.”
"Yeah. And it was sure obvious they was havin' a good time doing it.”
"Abbey, take this and show Doug here just what we do to sneaks. Hit him with it the way we've taught you,” Geronimus said as he handed the girl a baseball bat.
"Hit them!" Betty cried, her face dotted with perspiration as the girl took the bat and fondled it. "Hit them and get us out of here!”
"I couldn't do that," Abbey said, her fingers tightening around the wood. "They taught me something very important about myself.”