Paul Gable - You_re in the navy now

She wanted Jack to touch her. She wanted the big hunky lieutenant to drop his pants as he had before and push his prick in her mouth. She would have loved to have had the captain in now, fucking her, drilling his prick into her while the fire heated her ass up to a blister. Laurie bit down on the rubber ball and twisted and turned and jerked her dangling hips shamelessly, feeling she was abandoning herself to this man like a nympho.

Jack knelt there and watched, his prick growing harder and hotter until it was tenting up the front of his khaki trousers. He had to have her cunt, but he knew she would have to be hotter before he fucked her. Reaching down, Jack grabbed hold of the lantern, pulling it back until the fire burned into her cunthole.

Laurie ripped open her mouth and let out a hellish scream, feeling the long thin tongue of flame lapping up into her pussy. Her body convulsed as if she were having a fit, her head jerking while her thighs rippled with the agony. She could smell hair and flesh burning, the acrid odor making her sick while the riot of sharp, burning pain made her head light and buzzy. The girl clawed her fingernails against the wood, breaking three while her ankles twisted and turned against the wooden pillory. Jack laughed, moving the lantern back toward her ass, the fire leaving a long pinkish mark along her asscheeks.

The young teen let out another howl, jerking her ass up, trying to tuck the sensitive hole away from the singeing fire as it lapped against the gray, wrinkled flesh of her shitter. Her asscheeks clenched together while her body lurched forward and up, her tits slapping together from the violent moves the girl made. Again and again Laurie let out shrieks of agony, her throat tightening while her screams one more time turned into gurgling, choked cries.

He was sliding the lantern back to her cunt. Laurie shrieked, her eyes starting from her head while her nostrils flared, dragging in more oxygen for her lungs. She didn't know how much longer she could stand this and not faint dead away from the pain. Once more Jack was pushing the fire up into her cunt, the blue tip of the flame now lapping at the base of her clit.

Tears rushed down her flushed cheeks while more shrieks ripped from her throat. Jack stared at her, watching the teen buck and jerk in her bonds, her body rippling back and forth like a startled snake.

Muttering a curse under his breath, the young lieutenant kicked the lantern out from under the teen, reaching down and slapping her several times to knock away the hysteria. Laurie came to, sobbing and begging him to kill her or let her go.

He did neither, pushing his towers down and stepping between her pried-open thighs. Laurie begged him not to fuck her, her cuntlips sore from the burning fire. But Jack shoved in two fingers to spite the teen, twisting them around in her reddened hole and making her shriek with agony.

It was as if someone had driven a spear right into her guts, poling her intestines before driving the weapon into her heart. Laurie threw back her head, her long blonde hair sweeping over her shoulder blades while her legs pulled alternately against the shuddering pillory. Nothing gave way. The girl was helpless, caught in the wood while the man continued to fingerfuck her and slip his digits in deeper.

Then his fingers were gone. But in their place came something bigger, more threatening. Jack held her asscheeks apart, his fingers digging cruelly into the soft, fleshy skin in her ass while he poled his fat, greasy cock into her cunt. Laurie screamed, her head snapping from left to right while phlegm oozed from her nose and mouth. She was making hoarse, throaty grunts now, her belly bouncing up and rippling while her thighs ridged from the delightful agony searing her body. Torn between the two extremes of delightful pleasure and agonizing pain, Laurie bounced in her bonds, feeling Jack's fingers kneading her flesh and tearing at it.

"Bitch! The more I throw at you, the more you want. We're gonna make sure you have more than you can handle!" he cried, jabbing his crotch so hard against hers he nearly toppled the pillory onto its back.

Laurie felt her body swelling, threatening to explode as he drilled his prick faster and harder into her hot, sucking cunthole. Her clit swelled, bloated with delight while her thick, flowing juices frothed around her stretched-thin pussylips. Laurie didn't feel the ropes any longer. The wooden holes barely chafed her ankles and wrists, it seemed, as Jack fucked her into ecstasy. It was just as before only better. Pleasure and pain merged into a hellish mix, one that made her head spin around dizzyingly while her cunt tightened, then blew apart. The last thing she remembered was Jack's hellish cry of delight and the feel of his spunk splashing into her cunt.

And then there was blackness.

Consciousness brought its own bitterness. She could have pretended to be in a faint. But curiosity brought Laurie to open her eyes. She knew someone had changed her restraints. The girl no longer was in the pillory, her ass banging free, her wrists and ankles thrust through wooden holes. But there was a stretching feeling Laurie knew couldn't be denied. Slowly she opened her eyes, peering through her long lashes, not daring to make a move for fear of attracting attention too soon. Her arms were spread widely above her head, stretched to the tearing point, she thought, feeling a painful pressure in both her shoulder sockets. Laurie kept her head down, feeling the tips of her silken hairs brushing over her pink, erect nipples.

Moving her hands slightly, she saw immediately they were attached to something – probably a pole of sorts – and definitely bound with rope to the object. Her legs too had been bound, spread quite a distance apart. Ropes too had been lashed around her ankles tightly, restraining them to something in the floor. They had stretched her tightly, her feet arched above the concrete, her arches hurting from the pulling pressure while she hung there helpless. Laurie knew instinctively she made a large X, her tits pulled flat from the pressure against her chest as she kept her head down. She could hear mumbling from one corner of the room, punctuated by muffled higher-pitched groans. Lieutenant Harrington! She was supposed to be here, and doubtless was.

Laurie flinched, feeling hands rubbing up and down her thighs. She betrayed herself.

"The little slut's alive."

"Wake up, bitch, or I'll stick a match up your ass," Jack said threateningly.

Laurie pulled her head up, shaking the loose blonde hair from her eyes. Yes, she was right. There was Lieutenant Teri Harrington in front of her, stripped naked, her ripped khaki uniform lying in tatters on the floor. She had been hog tied with bits of cord and rope, her hands fastened behind her back, another rope wrapped around her throat and pulled tight across her back and threaded through the line keeping her wrists bound.

The result was that Lieutenant Harrington feared to move her hands or head too much. The more she twisted, the tighter the rope became around her neck. But what was particularly grotesque was what they had done with her next. Laurie could see they were in the same space as before. The pillory device had been shoved into one corner, while this other thing had been brought forward.

Lieutenant Harrington was impaled, a long steel pole having been driven up her cunt, spreading the dark-haired cunt wide open and exposing her rich red inner pussylips. Someone had slipped a pink dildo on the tip of the stand, most of which was already buried in the dark meat of the woman's pussy. She was standing on her tiptoes now, sweat beading on her forehead and rolling down her thunderous tits to two metal rings that Jack had clamped tightly onto her hard nipples.