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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.)
(Susan wakes up in the morning to find a man tortured beyond belief. A day of torture for the young man follows and Susan is left to wait for another day listening to the man’s moans.)
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Throughout the night Susan could hear the automatic electric torture start up followed by the unbearable sound of the young man suffering. She slept only fitfully thinking of the man in such a torturous position and the being shocked. Of course she thought about her own future. She felt she had to try to please her captors – try to keep on their good side until a chance to escape or help arrived.
After hours of laying tied, thinking, listening to horrible moans she again hears the footsteps down the stairs. Voices she recognized were laughing and joking. How could they be like this knowing the pain they were inflicting? “Come on, wake up sleepy eyes, time to visit your friend.”
As they approached the tortured man, Susan could see him shake. As bad as things were for him he knew they would get worse when his tormenters made their daily visit. Susan was shaking too, seeing the man so cruelly bound and tortured. How could he live through this? How long has this been going on? Of course, she started to think they could do this to her.
The man’s metal bit was removed from his head mask. His lips and tongue were badly swollen but he managed to get out the word “water”. He was so pathetic in such condition begging for even the slightest comfort. Mary took a bottle of water and started let it drip down in front of his mouth. He pushed his head forward and stuck his tongue out trying to catch any water he could. Everyone laughed at his almost futile efforts as only drops reached his tongue. He never noticed as Ike took a skewer and in one motion pushed through a cheek, impaled his tongue and then pushed through his other cheek.
Susan could hardly look, the poor man pleading for water had his tongue skewered between his cheeks while the water he desperately needed was let to drip to the floor in front of him. His ankles were untied from the ground and his wrists unbound from his ankles and he was raised up on his feet. The metal spike platform was pushed away and his rope was raised so he was held in place about his head. His legs seemed almost useless after kneeling for hours. The electrical clamps were removed.
“Suck his dick Susan.” Susan was shoved on her knees. “Suck that cock, get him hard.”
Susan took the poor man’s cock in her mouth wondering what evil they were up to.
“Keep him hard, don’t let him cum.” Susan sucked his cock for what seemed forever.
Finally Mary pushed her away and took a long needle pushing slightly into the head of his cock. She pushed slowly, agonizingly slow letting the man feel the needle penetrate the cock head. She then pushed another through, then another and another through a different angle. He tried to pull away but two of Ike’s sons held on to his legs.
Susan watched in disbelief as a needle was pushed into one of his balls. The man was trying to scream but could not with his tongue impaled. Susan could see his terrified eyes. Mary pushed more needles into the shaft of his dick from different sides until he looked like genital pin cushion.
Susan looked at Mary and the men around her. OHHHNOOO. She realized what was going to happen.
She looked at the man, his eyes showed he realized it also. His tormenters were full of the final blood lust.
Susan thought this can not be happening, they are going to torture this poor man to death.
Mary gave Susan a wooden paddle. “Slap his cock and balls.” “Ohhhh NOOOO” Susan answered but knew better and gave the pin cushion a slap with the paddle. His legs kicked, his whole body arched. He twisted and turned to get away from the paddle.
Ike’s son’s grabbed his legs and spread them apart to give Susan a clear shot.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
The paddle again hit the poor soul in his pin cushion genitals. . Susan could not believe it as they began to secure his ankles and feet to the ground with barbed wire. The barbed wire was wound tightly around his feet and ankles and then secured to the floor. His arms were attached to the ceiling behind his back, he was pulled forward so he was bent at the waist.
Ike moved right behind the now vulnerable ass. He gave a light kick to the balls and cock riddled with pins.
A light kick was all it took to send the man into a tortured frenzy and pulling wildly. Ike and the group laughed wildly as the thrashing ripped his ankles and feet where they were barbed wired to the floor.
As the torture man realized the new pain he tried to keep still.
Susan was sick to her stomach. These people were delighted by the useless struggles of man trying to avoid pain while they were trying to enhance the pain with painful predicaments. How terrible it must be to be in this pain knowing you are going to die. Ike removed the metal dildo still in his ass and easily pushed in his cock. Grabbing his ass he began to rhythmically fuck this very familiar ass. He had fucked it many times and this would be the last.
Ike continued to work his ass while everyone watched. Ike took his belt and started to flay his already scarred and tortured back. Ike stopped for a while letting the man wait for the torture to begin again.
Ike took the belt and looped it over whacking the man’s balls from below. Again he thrashed in pain. His ankles were a bloody mess as he thrashed from the pain of the ball whipping.
The boys wanted to add more tortures, everyone had an idea but Ike didn’t want him to die quickly. Ike began to fuck his ass again savoring the moment. Ike came in his ass. He ran his hands over his tortured butt. “Gonna miss fucking this.”
“Let’s go eat.” Ike, his sons, Jeff and Mary headed up stairs taking Susan with them. They left their tortured man in his agony.
Upstairs they used Susan for their sexual enjoyment while they ate. Susan did everything they asked in complete fear of what could happen to her. They pussy fucked, ass fucked, face fucked and double fucked her for two hours. For the whole time Susan did everything to provide them what they needed.
When they finished they moved back down. The tortured man was moaning in agony. Ike gave him a kick in the balls and as he thrashed around he stomped on his feet wrapped in barbed wire. Everyone egged him on to do more but he signaled it was time to wrap things up.
Lift up the Bitch.
“NOOOOOOOO” cried Susan. I did everything, please, I’ll do anything.” Ike’s boys raised her into the air with a rope around wrists. One took a leather crop and the other a round thing wooden rod. Twenty lashes commanded Ike. To the loud count of Mary and Jeff they methodically delivered the 20 blows each up and down her body.
Ike’s boys pulled up a wooden “horse” with a metal dildo. Susan was lowered onto the horse with the metal dildo up her ass. Leather straps were attached to her ankles and bags of sands attached to the strap to pull her cunt down hard on the horse and keep her in place. A leather hood with a bit was pulled over her head.
A strict tough leather collar was wrapped around her neck. Her arms were bound in leather behind her back in the strickest bondage. Electric clips were attached to the ass dildo, her nipples, pussy lips.
The electric control panel was turned on for Susan to await her 45 minute shock treatment.
Jeff asked Ike if the torture young man would last the night. “He better hope not, if he is alive in the morning we’ll drive nails into his shoulder and knee joints and I’ll fuck him again.’
With one good laugh they headed up stairs. As the mounted the steps they could hear the auto electric kick in as Susan began to moan. She was left to the electric treatment and the moans of a dying man knowing a similar fate was to come. How could she possible take what was coming?
During the night Susan heard Ike come down to check on the young man. Finding him still alive, he stepped on his feet wrapped in the barbed wire to get his attention. The young man moaned in pain. Ike gave him another good ass fucking just in case he did not make it through the night. It was a sight for Susan out of a movie but very real. In the dimly lit basement this Fag was fucking this dying man while she was being tortured.
As he left he looked at Susan, “I like guys better but you will do. See ou in the morning.”
THE END
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