"Hubhrhrhhrhrhrrrrrr!"
Nearly climaxed, and these animals had torn her away from her orgasm. Shari couldn't believe how much her arousal had increased with that icy spray. The freezing water seemed to paralyze her cunt, holding it at the unbearable height of each throb for seconds at a time.
When Doug moved the cold water up to her fits, then brought it back to her pussy, Shari screamed once more, twisting around, her fits pulling out from her chest as the clamps held her nipples tight. Then the water was back against her face. She fought with all her strength to grab short breaths, feeling she was about to choke. She could hear the boys laughing at her as she panted and gasped, her body jerking and moving against the stream. It didn't matter. Even her best friend's screams in the background didn't matter. All Shari wanted was to have the powerful streams stop.
"Ooooohhhhhh!"
But they kept on. She was going completely out of control now. Shari wanted to scream. The water and the gut-wrenching burst of her climax wouldn't let her. She opened her mouth again, but only a rush of air escaped.
"Ooooooffffff!"
She thought the room was going to crash in on her. Pitching forward again, the teen braced her forehead against the wall while forcing her knees to stiffen. No! No! She couldn't fall to the floor. Those dreadful clamps would tear her nipples right off. But how would she be able to keep standing when her climax was threatening to propel her to the ground?
"Man, she's gonna buy it. Take them clamps off and let's watch the fuckin' bitch do some fancy dancin'," Doug suggested, reaching up and putting his hands on the black handles.
Shari gasped with relief, feeling the biting teeth released from her nipples. She slumped forward, stiffening with the power of her climax. Another slip and the girl found herself on the floor, her body writhing, agonized by the cunty onslaught of her nerves. She knew her mind was fading out even as she tried to get control of her, body. The sound of the water drowned out the laughing and the curses that were assailing her.
"Oh God, God, Shari, what's going on over there?" Diane screamed, swinging her body, trying to get a better view.
"She's havin' one helluva time, baby. Too bad you ain't here to join the party," Doug called over her shoulder, spraying the jerking girl from head to toe.
He moved the water down to her knees, letting the spray barely touch her reddening hot cunt before bringing it back to her pussy. Shari screamed, arching her back while wallowing her shoulder blades against the floor. She beat the cement with the backs of her naked legs, wailing like a wild woman.
"Uhhhhhh!"
Shari felt the two streams blasting against the spasming ring of her asshole. She strangled on her sobs, her breath choked by the power of her cum. The bright room darkened around her. Shari clawed her fingers on the cement, trying to escape from the awesome power of her own climax.
"Man, you ain't goin' nowhere. You're gonna stay with us, bitch, ‘til we've finished with you and your little friend over there."
"Ohhhhhhh!"
Doug put one booted foot over her forehead, shoving her back against the wall. Again, Shari clawed forward, her fingernails breaking against the hard cold surface. She felt her skin grow painfully tight, stretched over her bones and muscles by the chilling water. The goosebumps around her nipples hurt, but it wasn't the pleasant tingling pain of arousal. The wrinkly aureoles tightened until the whole surface of each tit hurt from compressing the firm flesh inside. The biting marks left by the clamps added to the pain. Shari reached the wall, still clawing to get away.
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Doug and Frank pursued her, spraying her with the wands, sticking them dreadfully close to her pussy and asshole, then moving them away as her shouts became strangled. Shari had her back to the sprays now, her head lolling because of the powerful spasms of her climax. The wands forced water against her shoulders, pinning her tits against the wall. With a wail, Shari felt her arms suddenly weaken. She collapsed, sliding down to the floor. The wall in front of her darkened. Shari felt the whole world had crashed down around her and slipped into her cunt. The water stopped, and the girl fell into a sudden silence.
Chapter 6
Shari felt a terrible pressure on her arms. She had yet to open her eyes, feeling herself slowly rising from the black fuzz of her unconsciousness to a kind of gray hazy aware state. She remembered having been clamped to the wall, her cunt exposed, her asshole and pussy violated by those wicked streams while she came and came and came in front of those horrid boys. Again, the girl felt her pussy clench down on nothing. It was then she realized she was roped to the ceiling as her friend Diane was. There was a terrible pulling sensation around her shoulders and upper arms, while the girl realized her toes weren't touching the floor.
"Uhhhhhh!"
"She's comin' to," Doug whispered.
"Yeah, she's gonna be hot, man, real hot by the time we get through with the cunt," Frank agreed.
"She's hot now, stupid! Man, any cunt who cums like that just by gettin' ‘er cunt sprayed up's gonna be one wild fuck, you can bet on that."
Blinking her eyes open, Shari looked around, then up. She saw that cuffs had been slipped around her wrists and buckled tightly, the brown leather cutting into her flesh. Chains were attached to the cuffs, the links being stretched upward and fastened to some hooks in the overhead shadows.
"Shari!"
It was Diane! Oh God, they had changed her hanging position, having turned her upside down and attached her feet to the cuffs dangling from the ceiling. She tried jerking her torso up at times, her long brown hair sweeping over the floor. Red marks on her belly and ass told Shari the boys had been doing something to her friend.
"What happened to you? Oh, oh, it's terrible!" Shari gasped, working her fingers against the wrist cuffs.
"They… they beat me after they tied me up like this. The blood's rushing to my head, making it hurt! Oh, Shari, it hurts me so!" Diane wailed.
"Shut the fuck up!" Doug growled.
He reached around, slapping the teen hard across the belly. Diane wailed, swinging like a pendulum from the ceiling while her hands dropped to the floor. Frank gagged her, stuffing a foul rag in her mouth, then attaching it with a rope wrapped around her head.
"Time for you, right? Here, it's somethin' Frank and I put together down here in the workshop." Doug produced a small leather riding crop and tapped it lightly against one hip.
Shari's eyes became round, focused on that tiny instrument of pain. Frank was behind her, holding her still while Doug approached her.
"Worked on your friend with this. You can see the results," Doug said proudly, jerking his head in the direction of the hanging Diane.
Shari looked once more at the red marks scarring her friend's white flesh. She gasped, feeling her heart start to pound hard all over again. What kind of animals were these boys? How on earth had Diane ever met them? They should have been locked away in some mental institution instead, they were wandering around free, tormenting her and her friend.
"Stop, please, stop! I won't tell anybody about this, just don't hurt me," Shari rattled, her mind reeling at the thought of being beaten by this animal.
"No use, baby. You're up here, and you're gonna take it just like your friend."
With that, Doug cocked his arm back, slashing the crop across her right cheekbone.
"Uhhfhfhhffff!"
The force of the blow snapped her head aside, forcing the girl to choke on a stifled scream. Shari whimpered, her legs drawing up as another blow slashed across her belly. The fiery pain shot up to her brain, then radiated down to her pussy. Shari felt her body swinging from left to right, the movement increasing the agonizing pull of the weight of her body against the chains. Her shoulders hurt her so while the cuffs slipped and chafed against her wrists.