"Ohhhh, Ginny," Cindy sighed sadly. Her friend was staring wide-eyed at her from across the way.
"I-I," Ginny didn't know what to say.
"We're just startin'. Me and Justin came up with this thing we saw in one of those sex mags. Some guys in Holland thought it up."
Cindy stared wildly at them, while Ginny sobbed.
"And you thought he just played around with football or some rights bitch?"
Ginny blinked the tears from her eyes, looking about and seeing several pieces of wood. One in particular was nearly six feet long, a two-by-four with several lengths of leather stripping nearby. Gus moved to her chair first, untying her then pulling her up from the seat. It was difficult for her to walk after having endured the double explosion in her cunt and asshole. He directed her over to the long piece of wood, barking at the girl to stop, then bend over.
"No, oh, please, Gus!"
He wouldn't take no for an answer. Gripping her by the neck as if she were a disobedient puppy, the big man jerked her forward, knocking his fist into her belly to double her over.
"Ooooofffff!" she gasped.
Ginny had no choice. She straightened her legs, bending over at the waist and feeling her tits roll forward and nearly strike her chin.
"Now put your hands behind your ankles, wrist to ankles, baby."
Ginny did this quickly, waiting in that grotesque position with her ass checks angled high in the air as Gus took one of the leather thongs, looping it around the board, then her ankle, then her wrist. He threaded the thong around and around, fixing it tightly in a slip knot so that Ginny's wrist, ankle and the board were roped tightly together.
"Now for the other one."
Ginny disliked the position. She was completely helpless and unable to see much of what was going on around her. It was hard for her to keep her balance, having to bend her knees and wag her ass around several times to keep from pitching forward or to one side. The board began chafing the backs of her ankles when Gus ordered Cindy over.
"Oh, please!" she begged.
Ginny heard dragging sounds, then felt her friend's ass bump up against hers.
"In the same position, baby. That's it, back up against your fuckin' friend over there and rub asses. Don't be bashful. You dug havin' your cunt sucked out by her. You won't mind rubbin' a little ass."
They bent the brunette over in the same manner as Ginny, roping her wrists and ankles to the same board. In a moment both young girls were roped ass to ass, ankle to ankle, leg to leg to one another. What on earth were the men planning to do to them?
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Ohhh, Cindy, I'm sorry," Ginny said, feeling the soft, silky rub of her friend's ass against hers. She tried adjusting her awkward bent-over position, but the leather thongs holding her wrists to her ankles wouldn't let her move much. Trying to bend her knees helped little, as well. Whenever she dropped her ass to case the ache in her arms, Ginny found that Cindy's body kept her from lower big her ass too much.
Justin and Gus laughed as the young girls tried to adjust their positions, their naked bodies swaying against one another.
"Let's have somethin' to spike this up."
There were sounds of movement to the right. Ginny drew her head up again, ignoring the pain in her lower back from the movement. Both men were moving something toward her, a table with a large box on it.
"We use this mother at the games sometimes," Justin said, unraveling a dark-brown cord from the top. "Looks like we'll need an extension," he muttered, leaving Gus for a while.
"Nice to see a couple of gals like this, gettin' to know one another real nice."
He moved behind Ginny. Cindy was crying out something, begging Gus not to put it in. Ginny could feel her friend's violent moves, her cries. Then there was the sound of choking and gagging, mixed with muffled cries of horror. Gus was making her friend suck his prick! She recognized those sloppy, gagging sounds, the sounds of a young girl trying not to choke on her own spit while accommodating a fat, thick cock in her mouth.
"Ummm, that's nice, real nice," Gus said. "Hey, come on, let's get goin' with this thing," Justin said.
Reluctantly, Gus pulled his prick front Cindy's mouth. Ginny could hear her friend sobbing, and spitting out the vile mixture of spit and cum.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Cindy cried.
"Yeah, I got plenty of time to stick that one. Man, she's gonna yelp when I fuck 'er cunt with my prick," Gus vowed.
"Yeah, yeah. Now, come on, you told me how to do this, but I forget."
"Okay, I fucked around with this for the last couple of days – spare time and all that fuckin' shit," Gus said, unraveling several pairs of thin wires with copper clamps screwed on at the ends. "You guys used this generator out in the field of extra lights and all that. I put in a special relay here, then added some plugs for the different clamps. It ought to be enough for these sluts."
Ginny peered up through her curtaining hair and saw the two men unraveling the wires. Justin bent down and shoved something in her mouth. It was her wadded panties, the juice stained panties he had kept earlier. He pushed them all the way in now, slapping her when she objected and tried to shove them out with her tongue.
"Don't want you biting off your tongue," he said, slapping her once on the ass.
Cindy was crying out as Gus pushed something in her mouth, as well. The girl sobbed, her body nearly knocking Ginny to the floor once again.
"Now, let's try these on for size," Justin said, attaching one end of the wire to the machine while uncoiling its length and holding onto the copper clamp.
The pincer on her nipple hurt terribly. Ginny felt her knees giving way while the pain throbbed through her tit and slammed into her belly. She wanted to yell, to shout something. But the gagging panties kept her from doing more than letting out a low moan. Another clamp, as severe as the first, bit down on her left nipple. Next, another pincer was clamped to the area just below her clit, while two more were locked in on her cunt lips. The wires dangled and slapped together below her body, making the teen feel as if she were part of some weird science fiction story.
"Oowwwwwfffff!" the brunette wailed.
Gus was doing the same thing to Cindy, Ginny guessed. She could feel the girl's jerky movements behind her, her ass bobbing up and down, while her legs slammed against the backs of the blonde's.
"Now, for something a little different for both of you," Gus said.
She felt someone pulling her ass cheeks apart. Ginny's jaws slackened when she felt something thin and cold being inserted into her asshole. It was a wire or something, and one was pushed into Cindy's asshole as well. Both girls shivered at that intrusion as the men laughed.
"Okay, they're set to go," Justin said, backing away, while Gus fiddled with the wires. There was a clicking sound, followed by a steady hum. He had switched on the machine. Ginny trembled, her teeth and tongue working against the gagging panties as she prayed for strength. The cold wire felt like an icy snake up her asshole. She took shallow breaths to keep from choking as she waked, waited for the first biting shock of electricity. The clamps on her tits were heavy, pulling down on her tits while tiny teeth seemed to nibble at her nipples. And how those teeth nibbled at her cunt lips. Ginny sighed, wondering if Cindy had the same feelings. Certainly, she didn't hear the girl moaning any longer. There weren't even the violent shaking movements that indicated the brunette was in pain. Maybe Cindy was discovering that odd mixture of pain and pleasure that Ginny had found the other day. Ginny could hardly wait to talk to Cindy once this horror had run its course.
Justin went around to one side of the machine. It was humming merrily, the needles inside the glassed volume indicator jumping slightly. Gus watched the two girls, then turned one knob to the first setting.