"You wanna fuck something we pissed on," Kevin laughed derisively, staring down at his shamed friends.
"Naw," Ben said, shuffling his feet.
"If you like fuckin' so much, see if you can strap on somethin' like this," Kevin said, quickly moving to the tool box, pulling out a tapered iron some two feet long and two and one-half inches thick.
Candy stared in horror at the thing. "I can heat it up for you if you like. Then we'd see how you enjoy wrappin' your cunt around a good hot dick!"
"No, no, take it away!" the girl screamed, tucking her legs under her butt and trying to scramble away. At a jerk of Kevin's head the other two men held down the shrieking teenager, pinning her arms back, growing hot as Candy tried to escape.
"You're gonna have a new lover, a new boyfriend, Candy," Kevin said, running his fingers up and down the smooth metallic surface. He was going to drive that awful thing into her up to the handle.
"Seen enough?" Ben whispered in one ear.
"Look, man, she's hot," he said, lowering the dildo to one tit and lifting it with the rounded end. "Her nipples are so fuckin' thick… looks that they're ready to blow!"
Jack and Ben twisted her arms a little, increasing both her pain and pleasure. Kevin raised the iron once again, swinging it from side to side to test its weight. It wooshed close to Candy's face, creating a tiny breeze that stirred her hair. The young woman shrank back against the two men holding her still on the ground.
"Yeah, it's a good fit," he muttered, bringing it down to her cunt.
Candy shuddered. The tip was cold against her hot flesh. She moaned, turning her head away, closing her eyes, ashamed she was reacting this way to such an ugly inanimate object.
"I won't hurt you too much."
Kevin bent down and curled his fingers around several strands of her cunt hair. He pretended as if he were going to match them out, then rubbed his fingers teasingly against her hot pussy flesh. He forced her cuntlips apart, laughing as hot fuck oil seeped out and wet down his fingers.
"She's ready."
Straightening somewhat the young man pushed the head of that iron dildo against her cunt hole, shoving in. Candy moaned, jerking her legs apart and hunching up to adjust to the massiveness of that fake cock.
Kevin pushed down harder. Candy screamed, stiffening her back while trying to pull her hands free of Ben and Jack. The blond stud rammed the thing in, twisting ft around and around, moving it in and out, laughing at the wet sucking sounds it made against her pussymeat while more and more fuck juice oozed out.
What was so terrible was that Candy was enjoying it, hoping he'd keep on that fucking. She was experiencing mini orgasms now. The warming dildo rubbed continually over her clit. She screamed again as a more powerful tiny orgasm flushed from her cunt and spread through her body. Her buttocks moved around on the floor. She was actually fucking that thing as if it belonged to a human being!
She was getting hotter, the climaxes building one on top of the other. Each one was more powerful than the former. Explosions went off in her cunt, echoing in her mind. And still the orgasms continued, building to an incredibly high pitch. And still Kevin twisted and turned the dildo, making her came.
CHAPTER TEN
"Man, yeah, baby," Kevin groaned, throwing himself back and holding his dick hard by the root. A thick wad of jizz shot up from his piss-slit, arcing up and landing in the young teenager's blonde chair. On top of her the big animal howled, hugging her tightly, holding his dick in her his body trembling mightily.
As for Candy, the young woman felt her cunt buckle under the sexual pressure and heat that had been building far hours. Her body stiffened, relaxed, then stiffened again, growing taut as a bow. Candy cried out again and again, feeling the animal jizz froth, out from between her stretched cuntlips and leak down her legs.
"Guess we know where you stand, eh baby? Just about on the level with my old man and lady," Kevin said, chuckling softly while sliding his cock back into his Levi's.
"I can't take this much longer," Candy sobbed, collapsing on one side and curling up into a tight little ball. She slid her knees against her tits, shivering with cold and exhaustion. She lay there on the floor crying for a long while.
This was it! If only she could muster enough energy to run she'd be free.
Pulling herself up, Candy dragged the dirty woolen blanket the men had thrown on her hours ago and wrapped it tightly around her nude body. Carefully she moved to the partially opened door, peering out, then throwing it open and bolting into the night air.
"Going somewhere?"
Candy screamed, jerking back, afraid they were going to hit her.
"Seems she don't like our company."
All three of them were there, sober, dressed.
"Too bad you made a break for it. We were gonna take you with us, or maybe back home. Now, pretty mama," Kevin said, rubbing his fingers gently up and down the side of her face, slapping her suddenly, knocking her off balance. Candy shrieked, dropping her hands from the blanket and staggering to the side. "You've done enough to me! What do you want?" the young blonde screamed.
But the men were in no mood to answer her. Kicking, biting, scratching, Candy still was no match for the three of them as they tore the blanket from her body and dragged her back into the shed.
"One more thing," Kevin muttered between his teeth. "My old man used this on us when he wanted to really sock it to us," he whispered, moving in the shadows and bringing out a small wooden stand. On it was a rusty iron object Candy later perceived to be a handle operated generator. Four long wires with metal clamps on the end hung off the sides.
"What the fuck's that?" Jack asked, pinning the groaning teenager's hands behind her back once more.
"You'll see. Ben, gimme a hand."
Candy sobbed and twisted, begging them not to hurt her anymore. She was exhausted. She needed rest from these men and what they were doing to her.
"She's so damned hot, let's see what she does when she gets her heat back."
Kevin took two of the clamps as Ben shoved the generator table forward. The blond knelt in front of the girl, threatening her with a severe beating if she tried kicking him. Candy closed her eyes and jerked her head away the moment she felt his fingers slide over her pussylips, unsticking them and peeling them back. The cold metal of the clamps made her shiver. There was a slight clicking sound followed by the painful sensation of those tiny clamp teeth biting into her soft cuntflesh.
Kevin repeated the move with her other pussy lip, thus wiring her snatch to the machine.
"Now for the tits," he muttered, stretching one hand back and motioning for the wires impatiently with his fingers.
Ben handed him the clamps, leaning against the machine and watching with fascination as his buddy rubbed Candy's right nipple, even licking and sucking at it until the tiny nub turned a dark red and stiffened.
With that he attached a third clamp to her tit-tip.
Candy made a strangled sound in her throat, the veins sticking out from her neck while her muscles tensed. The clamps, the cold, the expectation of pain to come made her flesh crawl with excitement. Sweat began to ooze from her pores as Kevin backed up and moved behind the generator.
"See this, honey? Hold 'er," Kevin ordered Jack.
The young man wrapped his fingers around a wooden handle sticking out of a wheel to one side of the generator. Candy opened her eyes and focused them on his hand. One glance told her what the instrument was. She let out a howl, struggling once more with Jack. She had to tear those clamps off! If she didn't, electricity would surge through her body, tearing her flesh!
"Man, she knows what's gonna happen here," he said, his eyes glittering. The young man tightened his grip, then gave the wheel a half turn.