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(Mary visits her long time friend Susan and her husband Jeff downstate. When Susan leaves for errands Mary wastes no time fucking Jeff. Later, Mary figures things out and she plots her revenge by taking Susan to Ike’s house for a visit with Ike and his three sons for payback. However, the tables are turned on Mary as Jeff figures Susan is a much better fuck and Susan is hooded and prepared for entertainment.)
(Susan is totally abused by Jeff, Mary, Ike and his sons. After they are done with her she is tied up in the basement where she hears frightening moaning all night.)
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Susan slept only fitfully. Enveloped in fear and listening to the terrifying moans she could only nod off for a few minutes. She had no sense of time but after what seemed like an eternity she heard a door open and creaking on the stairs. At the same time relieved but also filled with fear at what was to happen. A light was flipped on and as Susan regained her eyesight she found herself surrounded by the same group as that had so terribly abused her the day before.
Susan had a glimmer of hope that someone else would come down the stairs but she now faced her tormenters again. Jeff grabbed the chain and yanked her to her feet and Mary slapped Susan across the face. “Move it Bitch. Jeff lead Susan to an adjacent room. As the light flicked on Susan pulled back in horror. There she saw a man, a young man. It was a terrible sight.
His arms were wrapped behind him in leather bondage, bent at the elbows and angled up with his wrists behind his back. His wrists were chained to the ceiling pulling him up with the balls of his feet resting on a thin angled metal bar. His head was encased in a leather helmet with a metal bit across his mouth. His body was scarred and red with old and recent injuries. There appeared to be no untouched piece of skin. Wires and nasty looking electric clamps were attached to his nipples, balls, penis to metal attachments on his metal helmet.
The wires extended to a box on a bench with knobs and switches. A humming sound began and the tortured body began to shake. A buzzing sound followed and the man’s body shook and convulsed.
“Fucking Cool, Huh. The shocking is on a timer and different parts are shocked every 45inutes.”
“He never gets to rest. Look at him shake. Great shit huh.”
Susan fell to her knees in shock. What kind of crazy people are these?
Susan was pulled over to the tortured man. She couldn’t help but notice his hard cock.
“See how hard he is, he has not been allowed to cum for months.”
“Stroke his cock Take it in your hand but don’t let him cum or you will pay.”
“Carefully she took his dick in her hand. She could feel him shake. She looked him in the eyes and she could see the fear. He body jerked as she handled his penis.
“Run you hands over his body. “ Susan could feel the scars, the burns cuts bruises, lacerations.
“Now you get some fun too, come here Susan.”
She was lead over to the electric control box.
“Ok flip the switch to manual, now the A switch to the right.”
Now turn the power dial. She could see him begin to shake and tremor. His back arched.
“You are shocking his balls.” “Turn it up higher”
The shaking increased and the moaning became louder and louder.”
Susan was shaking too. It was terrible but yet fascinating. She was shown how to flip switches and control the output. Power was sent in non life threatening but painful and distressing amounts to different parts of his body. He could not yell with the bit in his mouth but there was the horrendous groaning.
“Susan was allowed to play with the controls. It was horrible but fascinating.”
“She would move the switches to shock different parts of his body and then control the current watching his reaction.” The more she played the more delight she felt in this poor mans suffering.
Susan was jerked away and shoved over to rectangular wooden frame. She was draped over the frame with legs tied to the frame and her arms stretched out over the frame and tied to the other side. The tortured man had the electrodes removed and then was released from his bonds but his leather helmet remained with the mouth bit removed. Barely able to walk he leerched toward Susan bound to the wooden frame. Falling he painfully got up finally reaching Susan and leaning against her plunged his cock inside her
“Go get her BOY. Yea fuck her. Fuck her.”
It was hilarious for everyone to watch. The tortured young man, not allowed to cum for months, was fucking their captive bitch. He was screaming and pounding her as hard as he could. As much as he needed relief he was unable to climax since he had not done it for so long. Desperate he pounded her pussy harder and harder. “Yea fuck her hard, Harder, Harder!”
Susan had never been fucked like this, it was an extreme mixture of pain and pleasure. Mary grabbed her by the hair. “Glad to see you love it, Bitch.” Susan was rocked back and forth on her fuck bench. She screamed in pin and pleasure. The man was in obvious sexual pain as he could not find release.
The small group egged him on hooting and hollering. Finally he came screaming and moaning as he found release. Susan screamed as she also found her pleasure. Ike walked around the young man and shocked him in the neck with a hand held shocker and he fell helpless to the floor. They untied Susan from the fuck rack and tied up the young man. Susan could now see more of the extent of his injuries. There were scars over scars. Burnt patches with scars over them. Scars that had been brunt. Susan wondered how one person could take so much torture. How could these people de so depraved to treat a man like this?
As the young man came back to consciousness Ike moved behind him and started to push his dick into the mans ass. Samuel Ike’s son was next to Susan. “My Dads a fucking FAG, likes to fuck the young men.”
“When were in our teens he would fuck us”
. “Oh, that’s terrible, how could he.” Queried Susan
“It wasn’t too bad, I was Sunday Sam, he would fuck me on Sundays. We would watch the games.
Sometimes he would do me three or four times. My asshole would be too sore so I would suck his dick instead. My brothers had other days.” We were his fuck boys until we got older and he lost interest
They watched as Ike went to work. The hapless man was tied to the legs of the bench by his ankles and wrists to the fuck bench as Susan had. Ike began to work his cock into the man’s well used asshole. Ike had a work belt with pouches. His fuck tools he like to call them.
Ike took out a scary looking knife and gave it to his son Jed. Heat this up so I can do some slicing.
“Sure Dad, coming right up.” Jed quickly returned with the knife with a red hot blade.
Ike while he was fucking the young man put his knife to work. At first there was no signs as the blade had to work its way through the scar tissue. Then lines of blood appeared slowly crisscrossing the slowly fucked ass. Ike was taking his time. He always like savoring a slow ass fucking and ass slicing.
Susan watched in fascination. “Has he done this to others?”
Samuel only smiled.
Ike put the now cool blade back in his pouch and took out a bottle,
“Watch this chimed in Samuel, this is fucking sweet.”
Ike pulled off the cap which had a metal brush and started to brutally brush in the liquid to the cut up ass.
“Vinegar, pepper, salt, Cajun pepper, a real fun mix.” The man screamed bloody murder as the terrible mix burned his tortured ass. Ike used the brush horribly to work the mix into his wounds and reopen old ones. At the same time Ike kept up the steady ass fucking.
The brush ripped at the scars and opened up the cut further. The toxic solution burned the young mans ass.
“More fun to come offered Samuel.” Ike took out a mean looking belt with metal tips.
He began to lash the tortured ass stopping to work more of the painful solution. Ike fucked him slowly, he was in no hurry, this was too much fun.
Samuel motioned to Susan, “Wait til. you see this.”
He walked by the fuck pigs head and removed his leather head mask.
Susan couldn’t believe it. His face was grotesque, a tortured mess. How could he take the pain?
How could he still be alive. Samuel took aim and began to piss on his face. The yellow stream ran through his hair and down his tortured face. He was followed by his brothers pissing and laughing.
Ike began pumping faster and faster fucking like a wild man till he came in the captives asshole.
“Ok, Boys your turn.” Commanded Ike. Samuel looked at Susan. “We’re not no fucking queers but he expects up to do it and fucking an ass is fucking an ass, you know what I mean.” Samuel began to fuck the boy while his dad took to tormenting the poor boys face. Ike slapped his face, then he twisted and pulled his lips, slapping and pinching.
“Fuck him harder Boy.” Ike yelled to Samuel. “Fuck that Pig Sissy ASS.”
Ike took a dildo and began to face fuck the young mans face while his boy Samuel fucked the mans ass.
“Susan, look at his face, you know why it is fucked up. Here, see.”
Ike took a thick leather belt and doubled it over. “He hauled off a belted the tortured face.
“FUCK HIM BOY.” The young man took an ass fucking and face belting till Samuel dumped his cum in his asshole. The cum rand down his legs. “Yea that looks good you fucking PIG.”
The ordeal lasted a couple of hours as each boy took his turn. It was so terrible as Susan could hardly bear to watch. When they were done the young man was pushed to the floor and allowed to eat a mush mix.
“Eat your slop pig.” “Enjoy Your food.”
“Susan, you want to help him finish?” “No, Please, No.”
Then they ook man back to the electricity room. A metal platform with rounded metal spikes was dragged out. The young tortured man was knelt on the platform. He was strapped down at the ankles. His wrists were tied behind his back and bound to his ankles with a rope. A chain was attached to his leather helmet from the ceiling to keep him upright. Then the metal electric clamps were attached to his penis, his ballsl, nipples and to connector in his helmet. Ike brought out a fearsome metal dildo with short rounded spikes and he pushed it 12 inches up his ass. They set the electric panel on auto.
“Sleep well Boy.” “happy dreams/”
Susan, Jeff, Mary, Ike and the boys went upstairs. “Ok Bitch, time for some fuck fun.”
“OK, I’ll do whatever you want, let me please you.”
“Susan, we are glad that is how you feel.”
After all this Susan was totally compliant. She was led up stair where she offered herself in any way to all.
She was gangbang, by all, cummed on, spit on, slapped but not tortured further. Susan was fed a regular meal and then led down to the basement where she had been tied up the night before. She dreaded listening to the torture man, even more now since she knew what was happening to him.
The humming began. “OH NO that poor man, Oh NO.”
To Be Continued
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