Robert Jenkins - Sisters in bondage

At last, with a soft silk robe thrown over her body, May let Marie lead her down a hall. They went through a heavy door and entered a fairly large room. The door closed solidly behind them.

"What an odd room," May murmured, glancing around. The walls were padded, and odd-looking instruments hung from the walls. Thick mats covered the floor. A heavy, padded table was in one corner.

And then May saw Luke, sitting in a chair, almost behind her. "Oh!" she exclaimed, jumping a little. Luke was dressed in much the same robe as herself, his legs obviously bare underneath it.

"It took you a long time to get her here, Marie," he said coldly. "Too long!"

"I'm-I'm sorry, Luke," Marie stammered, obviously very much afraid. May felt sorry for her.

"It was my fault," May said bluntly. "I didn't want to come."

"But I see you changed your mind," Luke said silkily.

"When I saw the circus outfit you had Marie put on me, I just couldn't resist," May said acidly. "I wanted to see if you wore clown clothes, too."

Luke's face darkened. "So, you think this is all a joke," he hissed. "We'll have to teach you just how serious we are."

May swallowed nervously. But her pride demanded she continue. "You can rape me, like those two apes of yours did earlier," she said bitterly. "But I'll fight, and I'll do my best to see you don't enjoy it. If guys as weird as you ever really do enjoy anything."

Luke leaped to his feet. May flinched, expecting him to hit her. But he controlled himself, obviously with great difficulty. Once again May saw that oddly sensuous smile tug at his lips.

"Oh, we're going to have fun," he hissed. "Lots of fun, tell her, Marie."

"Oh, please, you don't know what you're doing!" Marie gasped. May saw the other woman was white with fear. "Please, for you own good, do anything he wants you to."

"That's right," Luke said. "You see, Marie's had a chance to learn the hard way. The same way you'll learn if you don't cooperate. Now first, take off your robe."

May was conscious of the obscene cutouts in her body stocking. She was becoming very much afraid, but hated the thought of Luke seeing her like that.

"No!" she hissed.

Luke's eyebrows raised. He reached out and pushed a button set in the wall. Almost instantly the door crashed open and Jack and Frank burst into the room, grinning.

"Take her robe off," Luke ordered quietly. May resisted, but Jack seized her roughly from behind. Then she froze in fear. Frank pulled out a switchblade knife. There was a click and the glittering blade popped out. May gulped as Frank brought the knife close to her face, her eyes fixed on the needle sharp tip. Then Frank grabbed the front of her robe and ripped it open all the way down to the hem with the knife. Shaken, May let the two men pull the shredded robe from her body.

"Lovely… lovely," Luke murmured, staring at the girl's tits and cunt. "Now, my dear," he said smoothly, "I want you to get down on your knees and ask my forgiveness."

May's resolve stiffened. She felt so humiliated standing there in her ridiculous costume that she just had to fight back one last time.

"Go fuck yourself!" she hissed.

"Hold her arms!" Luke snapped. May found herself pinioned in the strong grips of Jack and Frank. She tried to struggle free, but it was hopeless. Anger blazing from her eyes, she watched Luke go over to the corner and pick up a curious instrument, a wand about two feet long and two inches thick.

"What-what are you going to do?" she asked, licking dry lips. She expected Luke to hit her with it, and it looked heavy. He touched the tip of it to her right tit.

"Aaaaaaggggghhhhh!" May shrieked. Pain shot through her tit. It felt as if it had been torn apart. But when she looked shudderingly down at the shivering white globe, it was unmarked.

"It's a small cattle prod," Luke said. "Packs one hell of a wallop, doesn't it?" He was smiling that same twisted smile again. May shuddered.

"Now, maybe you're getting the idea of how foolish resistance is," Luke suddenly scowled. "Kneel down and tell me you understand!" he barked.

May hesitated, then remembered the awful pain that had shot through her tit. Her knees wavered a little, but Jack and Frank were holding her too hard to move.

"I see," Luke hissed. "Very well. Put her on the table and hold her down!" he ordered his henchmen.

"No… no… I'll kneel down!" May wailed. The last of her strength had deserted her as she glanced over at Marie. From the horror on the other woman's face, she knew something terrible was about to happen to her. Something that had also been done to Marie in the past. Something that accounted for her incredible fear of Luke.

"They wouldn't let me kneel," May tried to explain as the two big men swung her in the air and laid her on her back on the padded table. Frank held her arms pinned over her head while Jack pried her legs apart. Her naked cunt poked obscenely through the gap in the crotch of her tights.

"You think it hurts when I touch the cattle prod to your tits, don't you?" Luke smirked. For illustration he stroked the tip lightly across one of May's fear-tightened nipples, pushing a small button in the handle of the prod.

"Aaaaiiiyyyyy!" May wailed. Her body thrashed and struggled on the table. But it lasted for only a moment, and then Luke pulled the prod away and was smiling down at her.

"When I've finished with you, you'll think that almost feels good," he promised the cringing girl.

"Oh, God! No! What are you going to do to me?" the spread-eagled girl moaned. She saw that Luke was spreading Vaseline over the tip of the wand, making it slippery. "Hold her legs a little further apart, Jack," Luke ordered. And then May knew what was going to happen.

"No!" the terrified girl shrieked. "You can't shove it up my cunt! You can't!"

"Oh, can't I?" Luke asked. He was already working the blunt tip of the little cattle prod up between May's thighs. She shrank away from the cold contact of the metal against her soft pussy lips. And then she felt herself being opened up, her cunt spreading to accommodate the obscene instrument. Tears coursed down the girl's face. "You can't do it! You can't!" she sobbed.

The metal wand slid up into her cunt, until her pussy channel was stretched full of it. Then Luke hit the switch.

"Yaaaaaggggghhhhhhh!" May shrieked. It was all Jack and Frank could do to hold her down as she writhed and twisted desperately on the tabletop. It felt to the horrified girl as if some horrible monster, all fangs and claws, had become trapped up inside her cunt and was trying to chew its way out. The pain seemed to go on and on forever, and then Luke turned off the switch.

"Are you beginning to see the light?" Luke asked gently. May saw that he was sweating a little, as if he was excited. Glancing down at his crotch, she thought she saw the outlines of an erection under the silk. May wanted to answer, but her body was still stunned so much that the words were slow in coming. Luke never gave her a chance.

"Marie!" he ordered. "Come over here!"

The young redhead nearly jumped. She had been watching May's lesson with undisguised horror.

"You give her the next one," Luke ordered the frightened woman.

"Oh, no… I couldn't!" Marie gasped, shrinking back.

"Then maybe you'd like a little lesson yourself," Luke hissed.

Her face white with fear, Marie took hold of the wand, still jutting out from May's cunt. "No! Please!" May begged.

"I'm sorry, honey," Marie whispered. She pushed the button, tears in her eyes as she watched May flailing in agony on the table.

"Hold it down a good long time," Luke snarled. He didn't let Marie release the button until May was nearly unconscious. Then he slowly pulled the metal rod out of May's cunt.

Marie helped May off the table. The stunned girl fell heavily to her knees. "I'm-I'm sorry," she mumbled. "I'll do anything you ask." Anything to keep him from shoving that horrible instrument up her cunt again.