Henry Perkins - Dungeon nun

The next thick wad of it struck her in the left eye, splashing beyond the open lid to wash over the delicate orb. It stung bitterly and the sight in that eye was gone, so it was with her right eye only that saw the next glob shoot to the side onto her veil. It was a barrage of jism, each shot catching her somewhere about the head, and she watched every bit of it until another thick wad struck her right eye.

Pain stabbed her as spunk dribbled out of the lids and down onto her cheeks to stick in large globs all about the surface of her skin. The final spurts were weak ones, not even reaching her face, rather leaking down to flood over her tits with one dripping into and filling her navel. By the time it was through, her face wore a mask of male cum and much of the front of her body was also awash.

She felt rather than saw the two men step out from between her and the other nun. They must have enjoyed the sight of the cum-marred faces they had left since both of them were laughing loudly in a satisfied way.

"Now lick it off," Luke giggled from somewhere above. "Bathe the other's face with your tongues or we're going to leave that sticky spunk there all day!"

It was the least she could do for her sister, Mary Celeste thought. It had been her fault mostly that the other girl had been caught in the brutal trap of the two men. Sorely, she pushed herself forward, reaching out for the other girl's head, then pulled it up to her lips. Her tongue lapped out, dragging wetly up the cheek of Sister Grace, dragging in thick globs of cum. She swallowed the sticky stuff down and continued lapping, cleansing the other young nun's face with her tongue.

As she washed out Grace's eyes as a mother cat might lick her kitten, she felt Grace's tongue collecting the cum off her own chin and neck. Her face lowered next to Grace's cheek as she continued to lick, and the other nun's mouth sucked cum from the side of Mary Celeste's face.

Their hands were wrapped around each other's head, turning gently as they continued their tongue-baths. Mary Celeste's mouth tasted as if coated in thick jism, but she never faltered until most of Luke's cum was gone. Only their lips remained coated. Instinctively, the lips of the young nuns sought out each other, tongues rolling against each other as they stroked first the lips and then inside.

Hands dropped to shoulders, and they pulled themselves together as the tongue-bath quickly became a deep tonguing kiss. Saliva and cum were awash in their mouths, and they exchanged fuck fluids with the other as their spunk-slickened titties and bellies ground together. Both pussies between spread legs creamed as they touched each other.

"The two bitches like it!" Joe hissed almost in disbelief. "They're fucking each other with their cunts and their mouths."

"Well, let's give them something to see just how much they want to stay together." Luke laughed and yanked at the panting Mary Celeste.

His hands pulled her back, then he forced a large cushion back between their bellies. Grace's eyes flared with frustrated passion as she eagerly looked into the face of her fellow sister, but there was nothing Mary Celeste could do to rejoin their bodies except where they touched along the legs and at the kissing lips of their cunts.

Luke returned with a long rubbercoated fourstrand cord that split once, then again, as he pulled it between the two nuns. Two of the final strands were pushed toward Mary Celeste while the others were led toward the body of Sister Grace. At the end of each strand was a small alligator clip, and the young girls' eyes remained locked to the sharp teeth in the clamps as Joe moved behind each in turn and cuffed their hands into place in the smalls of their backs.

The clips pinched fiercely as they were snapped to Mary Celeste's nipples and it took almost a minute before the small little nubs had gone numb enough to relieve some of the agony. As she watched, the alligator clips of the other two strands were clamped into place on Sister Grace's nipples.

Then Luke was standing over them. "You seem to be getting such a charge by french kissing and pussy-fucking each other, that Joe and I wanted to give you a charge of another kind. When I turn on this little machine over here out of sight, you'll know exactly what I mean. And I ain't gonna turn it off either. In fact, I'm going to continue to increase the power until it shocks the holy shit out of you. Ain't that what nuns got – holy shit? The only way that you will be able to stop it is to get far enough apart that, by pulling in opposite directions, you can pull the alligator clips from your tits."

"But they'll only come off one of us," Sister Grace complained with tears welling into her eyes.

"Then the other one can turn around and use her handcuffed hands to pull the clips from the other's tits. I don't see anything difficult about that," Luke explained with a slobbering smile.

"But our pussy hair," Mary Celeste moaned. "It's all stuck together with that stuff you put down there!"

"That's a problem," Luke laughed. "It ain't just stuck together, dear – it might as well be the same hair. That glue almost welds things together and no amount of pulling is going to make it give way."

"Then we can't do it!" Sister Grace cried. "We won't be able to get apart."

"Oh, I think you will." Luke giggled like an excited child. "You'll be surprised at what you will be able to do when that electricity stai burn your precious little titties until they start to smoke. And if that doesn't do it, I'll just bump up the current until your whole body is shaking itself apart. In fact, the maximum setting on my little machine may just be enough to fry the asses of a couple of slutty nuns – I don't know because it's never been tried."

Luke disappeared, and both he and Joe could be heard moving somewhere out of sight. Then there was a click and a slighi tingle lit up Mary Celeste's nipples as the first dribbles of current began to flow. It wasn't painful – not yet – and she glanced across at Sister Grace's surprised face.

The look of surprise on the youngest girl's face quickly gave way to one of dismay as the current that was flowing into their titties suddenly doubled. Still it was not painful, but gone was the pleasantness, and in its place was a feeling of slight discomfort. She hadn't suffered near as much as Mary Celeste and wasn't as aware that things would probably get much worse.

"Sister Mary Celeste," the frail girl cried, "they're hurting me again! Please make them stop!"

But there was nothing the older girl could do. Her titties also were beginning to burn from the increased flow of the electricity, and, if she knew the men as well as she thought, it was unlikely the torture would stop soon.

The flesh of her tit mounds began to leap about on her chest, driven by the firing of her nerves by the electrical charge. Their tits jerked as if they were being slapped by an invisible hand. Panic settled into the younger girl as the clips with their current seemed to burn her tender nipples, and she tried to jerk back from the equally frightened Mary Celeste.

Both girls screamed as their joined pussy hairs pulled at the flesh around their dripping cunt gashes. Both girls knew that a hellish agony would have to come before they could pull themselves free.

Both girls jerked with their hips almost automatically as the current was increased to an insane level. More pussy hair pulled from the outer fringes of the cunt mbunds and each girl screamed loudly. The pain was too much and the cunt lips slammed back together in spite of the horror that was flooding into their tits.

But as soon as the pulling pain of their cunts was eased, Luke jacked up theflow of the current once more. Mary Celeste's entire chest tightened, making it hard for her to even breathe, and her titties were shaking in agony as if caught in some terrible earthquake. Across from her, Sister Grace shrieked out from the increased torture and tried to throw her hips back once more. Her silky cunt muff strained against the capturing glue, snatching some of her own hair out of her flesh in addition to some of Mary Celeste's.