Paul Gable - The preacher_s wife in bondage

Ellen jerked on her ropes, her mouth torn open in a scream. She felt four inches of the poker embedded in her pussy now. Her asscheeks tightened and relaxed, bunching up again as a squirt of piss oiled down the penetrating rod.

"Owwwwww! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Ellen's nostrils flared and her cit stood up hard and erect, throbbing against the fucking poker. The tiny nub burned like a glowing jewel, filling with blood and threatening to burst while her pussy ached. It was then Ellen smelled something burning. Joe stepped, twisting the rod out slowly and watching as her swollen pussy-lips puckered out from the withdrawing pressure. Ellen opened her eyes, seeing that Adam had stripped Mindy Sue and was draping his hands around her bare hips. Then he slipped both hands over her cunt, his fingers pressing into her cunt-hole, and the girl panicked. She tried wheeling around, her face red with shame while her legs kicked back against his. Adam became enraged, bringing down both fists against the young girl and hammering her down to the garage floor. She screamed, covering her head protectively while her knees buckled. Mindy Sue fell in a crumpled heap, the old wounds now joined by new ones.

Ellen knew she should have been sickened by the sight. But she could only feel a kind of odd delight in watching the girl shiver under the boy's savage blows. And when Adam pressed the heel of his boot up against her throat threatening to choke the air from her, Ellen felt a spasm of climax rip delightfully through her cunt.

Adam pulled his boot off Mindy Sue, dragging her up by the arm and holding her wrists pinned behind her. The girl swayed back and forth, her head down, her hair curtaining her face while Joe shoved the poker into the burning barbecue grill. Caleb had switched it on earlier, the electric wires at the bottom having heated up the coals to a glowing red.

Joe still held onto the wooden handle of the iron, twisting it around and shoving it back and forth through the hot coals. Ellen's body shivered at the rustling sound, her mind racing as she looked from one brother to another.

"Oh my God, Mrs. Weathersby! They're going to do to you like what they done to Martha Jones last year! They're gonna brand you!"

Mindy Sue struggled against Adam, getting a slap across the back of her head for her efforts. Ellen's mind froze as she looked wide-eyed at the poker again. It looked more threatening than before as she watched Joe stir up more glowing coals. She could feel the heat radiating out from the small container.

Joe stirred the poker around a little more, his prick pressing hard against the front of his faded Levi's once more. Satisfied, he drew the rod from the coals, examining the glowing red tip while dots of perspiration beaded his forehead. Ellen squirmed on the ropes, whimpering softly while she curled her fingers against the ropes. He brought the glowing iron around to her, lowering it until it was barely touching her cuntal hairs.

"No! Oh, no!" she gasped, afraid to move. Ellen could feel the heat well now, the energy curling into her tumid cunt like a hot, twisting fist. Her body shivered like a struck tuning fork, drawn taut by the puffing pressure of the bonds and her own excitement.

There was a hissing, crackling sound. Ellen jerked her head down, watching as her blonde cunt-hairs blackened under the heat and curled back toward her throbbing, swollen pussy-meat. The heat moved now. She could feel it inches above her cunt flesh now, leaving a long red trail along her quivering, sweaty-damp belly. Her jaw hurt from clamping her teeth together so hard. Joe was teasing her now, keeping the iron about an inch above her flesh. He was ready to ruin her, to brand her for life. But in the mean time, he was enjoying watching her shiver. She could feel the burning heat blister its way up, up until it was even with her right nipple. Ellen froze, her nipples stiff and pointed, her tits drawn back. How her shoulders ached from the pulling sensation while the poker hovered a quarter of an inch away from the tip of her nipple.

"Eaglghhhghghghhhhh!"

She could feel the sudden touch of the poker that quickly turned into a hellish burning! Ellen jerked wildly against the ropes, her body a blur while her ass jiggled. One scream shrilled and gurgled into another as her head snapped from side-to-side. The pain was awful, seemingly burning into her soul. Joe laughed, touching her other nipple and making the woman shriek even more loudly than before. She pissed, the yellow fluid squirting from her cunt and wetting the floor under her. She begged for mercy, the awful heat and agony making her cry out until her throat was throbbing and raw.

There was suddenly a terrible crashing sound. Ellen thought the roof had collapsed from her jerking weight, and she let her head sag down. She hung there, burned and defeated, unaware that her husband and Reverend Davis were standing there gaping at her.

"What the fuck?" Joe blurted.

Reverend Davis stood behind Michael, a terrible grin of satisfaction on his face. Ellen thought she was hallucinating from the pain, shaking her head to clear the awful image in front of her. No. It was all too true. Her husband Michael stood nearly ten feet in front of her, his face ashen with horror and dismay while Joe Crenshaw waved the poker threateningly at the ministers.

"We don't need no Jesus freaks here," he snapped.

Caleb and Adam were dragging Mindy Sue forward and backing up their older brother.

"You don't understand, brothers," Reverend Davis said gently, his eyes rounding with excitement as he stared at the swinging woman in front of him. "I brought her husband here to see what kind of woman she really is. I couldn't remain quiet any longer." His voice was trembling with emotion. "I had to show him. I know, you see." His lips curled back, revealing that awful animal-like row of crooked teeth Ellen remembered even in her darkest dreams. "I once had her. She came to me, and I had her. And later I followed her here. I knew about you boys and her."

Joe Crenshaw looked at the old minister for a moment, trying to figure him out. Then he grinned, recognizing the old man as a fellow pervert.

"Well I'll be! So, you've been fuckin' her too, huh? Probably been beatin' the shit out of her, right?"

"All in the name of the Lord," he said. Michael wheeled around, looking incredulously at him.

"You can call it anything you damned well like, preacher," Joe snarled. "But I've got some business with this bitch yet."

"Michael, please, I can explain," Ellen began, uncertain what she would say.

"Get her down from there!" Michael shouted, his chin trembling.

"Like hell I will!" Joe yelled over one shoulder, swinging the poker around and striking her naked ass with the flat end.

Michael stiffened at the slapping sound, watching his wife's body shiver at the rough blow to her ass. He lurched forward, his hands gripping the older Crenshaw by the shoulder and flinging him to the floor. Ellen screamed, surprised by her husband's strength. Mindy Sue started to make a break for the door in the resulting confusion. But Adam cuffed her hard across the chin, knocking her silly.

The two youngest Crenshaws rushed forward, grabbing Michael under the arms and dragging him back while Joe scrambled back to his feet. He looked darkly at the younger minister, his fingers curling into fists while Reverend Davis gazed heavenward and muttered a few prayers.

"Hell, no. I ain't gonna dirty my hands with the blood of no preacher," Joe said, swing at Ellen. "But he's gonna watch what turns on his wife. Hell, I'm even gonna give him a chance to make her happy!"

"Let her go!" Michael begged, his eyes growing moist.

Instead, Joe threw the poker back in the barbecue, stirring the hot coals around once more. Ellen watched as orange and red glowing sparks circled around toward the ceiling, as the poker grew hotter. Her husband stood there over Mindy Sue, his eyes reflecting the horror searing his soul while the elder Crenshaw cracked his knuckles, rocked back on his heels, and checked the progress of the long iron rod impatiently.