"You… you bastard! How can you do something like this to us? You don't even know us!" Shari screamed, tears rolling down her face.
"Because your friend was dumb enough to invite us. She thought she'd have herself a good time fuckin' around with us-you know, big guys, gonna plug her pussy with our cocks and make her feel good. She didn't know what we really dug," Frank sneered.
"Too bad, cunt. Now you're both gonna pay for that," Doug added, cocking his arm back once more for another blow.
"Yaghhghghghghhhhh!"
It was a true horror for the girl. No one bad ever touched her this way. Her mother hadn't even slapped her for being naughty as a little girl. And now these animals were whipping her. There was Doug, crashing that awful leather crop against her body. He slashed the crop down once more, making sure the leather sliced across the girl's left nipple. Shari thought she would faint again. The clamps had made her tit nubs oh, so very sensitive. And there he was, beating that instrument of pain against them, making her feel as if he were going to rip them off.
Doug changed his manner now, pulling off his t-shirt and tossing it to one side while working his sensuous lips. He didn't look like the youthful teenager he bad appeared to be earlier. There was a subtle change, something in his expression that turned him into an executioner. Shari shuddered in her bonds, watching as he cocked his arm back yet again and brought the crop down.
"Eaaghhghghghghhhh!"
It was against her belly once more, making her legs jerk up, then kick out.
"Man, this cunt's gettin' to me with all that Goddamned screamin'. Besides, the neighbors are gonna hear her. Let's gag the bitch," Doug said, nodding in the direction of a small cabinet to the right.
Frank moved over obediently, pulling the door around and rummaging about in the shelves. Shari sagged in her chains, grateful for the small respite. Her ease disappeared, however, when Frank pulled out what appeared to be a ball with leather straps and a black leather hood.
"This'll take care of you, baby. You ain't gonna be wailin' your ass off and calling the cops," Doug said, taking the ball from his buddy.
"No, don't… oh don't!" Shari protested, jerking her head from left to right. It was her only freedom, the freedom to shout in pain after every beating blow. But now they were taking even this away from her. The girl screamed, twisting around, kicking her legs back and forth in scissor fashion as Doug shoved the ball deep into her mouth, drawing the leather straps around her ears and tying them together behind her skull. Shari chewed down on the latex, nearly gagging from the awful taste of the red gagging ball. She had to swallow several times to keep from choking on the spit gathering in pools behind that awful thing.
"This'll take care of the rest of it," Doug said, flopping the hood open, then slipping it over her head.
"Nooooooofffffff!"
Doug pulled the hood down, sliding it tightly over her skull and working it down until the bottom fringe brushed over her shoulders. The nose piece fitted hard against her nostrils, nearly choking the wind from her. Doug adjusted the hood, making sure the slitted eyepieces were even with the girl's eyes.
"Yeah, that's it, man. She's hot now. That leather hood stretches real nice over her fuckin' skull." Frank worked his fingers into her asscheeks, and twisted two of them into her shitter.
"Yaghghghfhhfhfffff!"
Shari screamed into the gagging ball, feeling the two digits worming their way into her asshole. She kicked her legs again, the hot, spicy feeling of those fingers sparking its way into her cunt. She felt herself bouncing on the chains, the resulting painful tug nearly popping her shoulders.
"Okay, baby now we start again. That's the way we should've started with her. Man, she looks natural that way-gagged and hooded."
"Uhhfbhfhfhfhfffff!"
Doug stared up at her, licking his lips. The twisting, gagged, bound body in front of him aroused the boy even more than before. He moved up to her, brushing the back of one hand up against her cunt. Then he grabbed at her pussy, twisting the hairs and her labes in his fist. The pulling, tearing sensation shot through the girl like a heated knife. Shari jerked her knees up, crying through the ball, gasping for breath as the leather hood pressed hard against her nostrils. It was difficult inhaling even a small puff of air.
"Go for it, baby! Come on, go for it while I beat the fuckin' shit outta you!" Doug shouted, his face reddening with the words.
"Hey, man, I got me a hot ass back here," Frank shouted over her shoulders. "She's movin' her ass around real nice every time I stick my hand in her asshole."
"Go for it, buddy. She's gonna get fucked all the way around. She might as well know what it's like havin' somethin' up her shitter!"
"Yeah, real nice, real nice. Too bad you ain't here baby. You didn't like havin' somethin' up your shitter, did you?" Frank shouted to Diane, laughing at her as she watched in horror what was happening to her friend.
"Let her go! Let us go!" Diane pleaded, shaking her head, then covering her eyes in horror.
"Come on, baby, come on, go for it, cum with the whip the way, you came with the water," Doug taunted, rubbing the leather now up against her cunt.
Shari blinked twice, peering through the slits in the leather hood. Doug's eyes were half closed. A line of spit trickled from his lower lip. He was grinding his teeth together, staring at her the way a wolf stares at its prey. Shari felt as if she were going to die from fright. She was certain he would kill her-tear out her throat and leave her dismembered in front of her friend before turning the last of his fury on the helpless Diane.
"Nooooooofffff!"
Shari bit down on the ball, her heart pounding so hard she thought it would surely tear through her ribcage. Her elbows and shoulders were hurting worse and worse. A throbbing sensation took over her body as the girl dangled down toward the floor. The whip hissed back once more, striking her inner thighs, inches below her pussy. Shari chewed down on the bail, trying to keep herself from shouting and screaming.
Another blow, this one criss-crossing the first. Shari's thigh flesh was on fire from the dry smacking slaps. And there were more coming. Doug concentrated on her left thigh now, smacking the leather strands harder and harder until the tips were nearly touching the bottom junction of her cuntlips. Sparks exploded into her pussy, making her squeal into the rubber gagging ball. Her tits were bouncing from the impact again and again while Frank shoved a third finger up her asshole and jammed the offending digits up to the knuckles.
"Yahghghfhhfhffffff!"
"Man, I could fuck her ass right now-nice and tight and ready to have a dick," Frank said, rubbing his cock through his Levi's.
"Take your time, man. She's gonna be good, but I want this cunt yelpin' for cockmeat."
Doug slashed a broad X across her lower belly, making her knees jerk up and out again. She curled her back, trying to twist her ass away from the fucking fingers. Then quickly, Doug struck the crop just under her kneecap, starting to beat her lower leg again and again, until Shari was sobbing and crying into the ball. Her tears were staining the inside lining of the strangling hood.
"Yhhfhfhfhhfiiffffff!"
"Take it, bitch! Take the leather. It's what you fuckin' deserve!" Doug shouted, bringing the crop down hard across her tits once more, then moving around and signaling with a jerk of his head for Frank to back off. The young man did, yanking his fingers out. Doug brought the crop down hard across the girl's asscheeks, reddening the full, pliant cheeks quickly with crashing blows from the crop. Shari jerked and twitched as if someone had touched ha with a burning iron, her asscheeks jiggling against one another as the leather smacked over her buns again and again.