John Kellerman: Teaser in torment

I felt about to faint. My breath came in ragged gasps and every move was excruciating. Every touch set off new fevers that raged with the other tickles and swamped my senses until I could only groan and babble.

"You've got the tightest little pussy I ever felt," Scott said, testing my hole deeper yet with the plastic cock. "You're gripping this thing so hard I can hardly get it out."

"Nnnnnuu! Ohhhhh… I… feel so… strange!"

"Yeah, I guess you do. With both holes filled." He pulled my hair with his free hand, forced my head back on his shoulder. Then he turned my mouth and rammed his tongue deep between my teeth. I couldn't get away. He had his fingers twisted in my locks as he sucked and bit my lips.

"You just needed breaking in," he said when he'd eaten enough of my spit. His hips rammed me steadily, the knob of his cock poking my hot guts until I thought I'd scream! "You ever try this with one of your high-school boy friends?"

The ropes squeaked on the beam again as he changed his position slightly. My pussy ran juice as if it had been broken apart. The sound of the vibrator was muted when he pushed it up hard against the end of my cunt. And the fluttery things it did to me there made my eyes roll wildly in my head. I cooed with pleasure, much as I hated the beast who was giving it to me. It was beyond my understanding, but then I wasn't thinking very straight at all. If I came, I knew it would be another victory for him. I bit my lip until I tasted blood. I tried to think of anything but sex. But the fat slide of his cock inside my asshole and the steady fucking movements of the vibrator weakened me. Slowly I started to work my hips in circles.

Scott laughed and took the vibrator from my pussy. When it came free from my tiny inner cunt folds, they sucked at it noisily. And then he jerked his cock from my ass, too! The jerking of my muscles now that they were empty of anything made my belly cramp.

"Beg for it," he said, rubbing the tip of the vibrator up and down my thigh, smearing my skin with cunt butter. His cock rested greasily against one cheek of my ass. I fought to keep still. But my hips were plunging around, moving more frantically with every passing second.

"Beg," Scott growled.

"Noooo… I w-w-won't!"

He grabbed my hair again and pulled my head back. I couldn't resist, even if I'd had control over my muscles. He sucked at my tongue until I had to give it to him. Then he started chewing on it… not enough to hurt, but enough to send throbbing jolts of pleasure through my tits and belly. He skidded the buzzing vibrator up my skin until the tip rested against a nipple. Waves of tingling ecstasy made my flesh crawl. I was weakening fast. My hips plunged viciously, as if in search of those long, hard things that had filled my holes only seconds before.

"Yeah… tell me about it, you nymphomaniac!"

"Hnnnnn!"

"Do you want some more cock in your ass?" He bit my chin. "Come on… tell me the truth." The vibrator was smeared across my chest to the other nipple. I sucked my belly in under my ribcage and jerked uncontrollably as Scott teased my hot asshole with the head of his cock.

I writhed crazily against the ropes that held my wrists. But Scott just laughed and hugged me against him. My ass was tight against his belly, that big cock pressing harder and harder against my tightened bung. He shoved the vibrator up under my chin and then pushed it at my lips.

"Nooooo!" I could smell my own musk smeared on the plastic. I tossed my head to get away from the buzzing, smooth thing, but Scott grabbed my hair again and made me take it between my lips. He started fucking it in and out of my mouth. The feeling of that thing tickling my throat was really weird. I hadn't expected it to excite me, but I couldn't help remember Chris' cock and the way it had felt in my mouth. I rejected the thoughts, but they kept invading my consciousness, especially when Scott slid that vibrating bullet against the trough my tongue had made.

"You'd better relax… 'cause I'm gonna get in your back door," he growled, bringing my heels off the floor as he lunged upward. My aching asshole resisted him for an instant, but the grease that had been spread deeply between the halves of my butt made it easy for him.

"YHHHAAAAAA!" I squealed as the barbed tip penetrated my bung again. My ass danced on the flesh spear as Scott ground his hips in a circle to get his cock even deeper. He took the vibrator from my mouth and pushed the spit-wet thing down into my pussy-crack again.

It took him a little while to find my hole. The dildo slid in easily. Though I was fighting it with every nerve in my body, I could feel my come start. It began as a tiny tickle around the hood of my clit and spread fingers of pleasure over my flesh. In just seconds the shock waves of my convulsions rocked my body.

"Yuhhh! Ohhh! NNHHUUUUUU!"

I rocked my hips forward, skewering my cunt on the vibrator and then squirmed back, grinding down on the hard, fucking prick that reached deep into my guts. I'd never felt anything like it! I was stuffed full… both holes. My muscles twitched as the fury of the delirious thrill overtook me completely. I went out of my mind. Drool spilled down my chin and I banged my head back against Scott's shoulder. His big arm wrapped around my belly and held me as he fucked mercilessly into my ravaged little asshole!

"Coming… I'm coming!" he babbled, making the ropes squeal on the beam. My wrists burned with pain, but the pleasure overcame all that. The vibrator and Scott's cock were both into my body as deep as he could get them. I writhed like a rabbit on a spit.

"You wild little cunt!" he grunted, his muscled belly shivering against my ass-cheeks. "Tight and good… God… damn!"

"Nhhhooooo!"

My head fell forward on my chest. I could feel strings of something hot and sticky leaking from between the halves of my butt, then down my thigh. A sharp fury of pleasure brought the air from my lungs in long, shuddering cries that echoed in the small cabin. My pussy writhed tight around the smooth, buzzing dildo. I felt each spasm build clearly and then thunder through my senses. Finally I hung limp and used on the ropes as Scott eased his cock from my asshole and pulled out the vibrator. There was only the sound of water lapping against the hull of the boat and Scott's breathing. Then the door closed behind me and I was alone.

"The sonofabitch… the dirty sonofabitch."

Hands touched my arms. I came awake and saw the blurry face in front of my eyes. I blinked and the face became Chris. He was undoing the ropes. Then I felt the numbed ache of my arms still tied up to that beam across the top of the cabin.

"Ohhhhh… it hurts…" The blood rushed back to my limbs as Chris pulled them down. I could hardly stand for him to touch me. I slumped onto the bed as he rubbed my back and shoulders. My panties dangled from my waist.

"When I got back, Scott told me to watch you. I didn't know he'd…" Chris shook his head.

"Look, I'm sorry about all this."

"Like hell, you're sorry." I rubbed the place where the rope had been. There was a rope burn across the inside of each wrist. As the sensation came back, my flesh crawled and prickled.

"I'll put on some coffee," he said. He shut the door quietly behind him. I found a towel to clean up with and some water in a can by the door. I threw my ruined panties in the trash basket and slipped into my cut-offs. My halter had been torn, too, so I dug around in a drawer until I found a man's shirt. It was probably one Chris wore. It felt funny putting it on. Here Chris was holding me captive on his boat for one reason or the other. And Scott, his friend… It was hard to believe they were in the whole thing together. They weren't alike at all.

"You like yours with anything in it?" Chris asked as I came into the small galley. He wouldn't look at me. But I noticed he was between me and the stain leading to the deck. I sat down at the table.