That had been sheer delight. But then, when her own climaxes had subsided to a sweet afterglow, Yvonne had rolled off Diana and had her brother and Frank the handyman drag the naked prisoner, cunt juice drying on her face, out to the back and tie her to the wooden framework. Then they'd brought out Mike and chained him to the pole.
For the tenth time since being tied to it Diana wondered at the purpose of the frame. It had probably been built especially by the apish handyman – and not doubt expressly for whatever torment Eric and Yvonne had planned for their captive.
It was a big "X" made of boards, and then nailed to a platform so that it rested at an angle.
Diana had been tied to it by her wrists and ankles, so that her pussy was exposed, vulnerable for whatever sort of abuse was in store for it. To either side of the intersection of the arms of the "X" were little shelves like steps. There was also an extra arm to support her back, and a padded rest for her head. How considerate of them, she thought ironically.
The sunlight stung her tits and belly. She wondered why it hadn't occurred to her captors to shave her pussy so that it could feel the full effects of the burning sun as well. She damned well wasn't going to suggest it to them!
CHAPTER NINE
"Uhhhhhhhh," Diana moaned, more in sheer fear than physical discomfort. "Stop it. Please – I can't take this! You don't really want to do this – oh, pleeeeeeeaaaase!"
Beneath her she thought she could hear ominous crackling sounds. There was very little heat from the coals. The metal grill she was bound to was cool beneath her butt and back.
"Don't worry," Yvonne said happily. "It won't hurt – for a while. Then it will hurt quite a lot." She smiled. The light of the kerosene lanterns on the ground all around the barbecue pit cast demonic shadows on her beautiful face.
Now he knew why Eric and Yvonne couldn't find prostitutes to play their games with. They planned to torture Diana to death!
The gravel was hard and lumpy under his bare buttocks. He barely noticed the discomfort. All his attention was riveted on his wife, tied naked to a grill above a pit full of live coals.
Yvonne bent over and pulled a garden trowel out of the earth. Then she got down on her knees beside the pit. "Here, while we're waiting for the coals to get good and hot, let's play with this," she said.
The whites of Diana's eyes gleamed in the lamplight. "What are you going to do?" she quavered.
Yvonne ran a finger down the slit of Diana's pussy. Then she put a finger up the captive's cunt. Another followed it. Then she spread the fingers to open Diana's pussy wide. "Just this," she said, and jammed the broad blade of the trowel into the gaping cunt!
Diana screamed anti bucked on the grill. It seemed that her pussy was being sliced to ribbons. Then Yvonne yanked upwards on the handle of the implement, moving it like a lever in Diana's cunt. The blade stretched her cunt walls in a unique way, a way she'd never imagined, and then began crushing her clit against her pubic bone.
In a flash pain turned to pleasure – edged with pain, but still pleasure, pleasure so intense that Diana groaned and began to roll her hips and fuck her pussy on the hard metal blade. It wasn't sharp enough to damage her cunt, she knew. But its edges scraped the lining of her cunt and gave her a whole slew of sensations she'd never dreamed of!
Her cunt began to drool. Pussy oils covered the silvery blade. At the smell of cunt honey Yvonne moaned like a cat and began to turn the trowel in her captive's cunt.
"Come on!" she groaned. "Eric – Frank. You know what I like. Give it to me! Let me feel those lovely cocks!"
The two men emerged from the darkness, naked as the others. Both their cocks were rock-hard and ready to fuck Yvonne. The sight of that exquisitely lovely body tied over glowing coals – still cool, but gradually heating up to well past the limits of bearability – would have turned them on enough without the pleading invitation!
Still working the trowel in her captive's pussy, Yvonne lay on her side and lifted a perfect, sculptured leg. Eric lay behind her and ran his prick into her pussy. The woman's cunt was full of sweet oil. The long cock went in easily to the hilt.
Yvonne murmured happily and cocked her hips back and forth. Eric lay for a moment, enjoying the feel of his sister's hot pussy working around his cock. Then he pulled the cock out of her cunt with breathtaking slowness.
"Get ready," he whispered, licking her ear. "I'm going to ram this great big cock of mine clear up your sweet ass!"
"Yes," Yvonne almost sobbed. "Oh yessss!"
Her brother's cock slipped free of her pussy. Instantly Frank the handyman lay down on the ground before her, took hold of her tits with huge, hairy hands, and fucked his fat cock into her cunt with brutal force. "Aaahh!" she screamed.
As Frank began fucking her, Eric took his cock in hand and guided its head to the tiny opening of his sister's asshole. He probed at her asshole with a fingers. The circle of her asshole was loose and ready and waiting for his prick!
Even as Yvonne panted in anticipation of her brother's mighty tool being shoved into her asshole she started fucking the trowel in and out of Diana's pussy. Beneath the captive the coals were growing warm. As yet the heat was nothing to the fire of lust that burned in her pussy! She was about to be subjected to agony like nothing she could imagine, but still the lovely, auburn-haired Diana was horny as hell. Perhaps it was a subconscious desire to get as much pleasure as possible before the coals began to broil her naked ass, but whatever it was, she felt herself hurtling toward the brink of climax!
The tip of Eric's prick touched his sister's asshole. He pushed forward with his cock. Yvonne's butthole opened easily to let the long prick in.
Frank was busily pumping his huge prick in and out of the black-haired woman's cunt. She all but ignored him. All her being seemed to be concentrated on the eleven inches of steely prick her own brother was sliding into her asshole!
Mike watched as inch after inch of Eric's cock disappeared into the small hole in his sister's flawless ass. The stocky photographer began to inch slowly across the ground. He had no definite plan, but anything was better than sitting and watching his bride of one day be roasted alive.
The ground scraped skin from his ass. Then he had to bite back a cry as something stabbed at his ass. He lifted himself gingerly, shifted himself forward, groped with numb fingers.
They closed around a shard of broken glass.
Slowly, carefully, not daring to hoped he began to saw at the rope around his thick wrists.
"Wow!" Yvonne breathed. Frank was mauling her tits with his hands, thrilling to the feel of her resilient tit-flesh. Her nipples were like pebbles beneath his palms. Her pussy was indescribably snug and slippery around his prick, and he could feel Eric's cock going deliberately into the woman's asshole.
What a trip! Frank thought. Fucking a beautiful woman while another writhed and moaned in begrudging ecstasy above a bed of coals that would soon be searing her bare flesh – it was unbelievable. He was glad he'd come to work for Eric and Yvonne – not for the first time. Nor, he thought, the last.
Yvonne's asshole swallowed Eric's prick. Then the hair in his crotch tickled her ass. She sighed and tightened the muscles in her ass around his cock. He grunted and tried to shove still more delightful cock into his sister's ass.