But Wanda's torment was of a different kind. On his knees in the gravel behind her, Danny had his big cock jammed into her asshole, and was fucking her big butt for all he was worth. Her denim skirt was thrown up around her waist to bare her ass for his mighty cock.
Seeing where she was looking, the man released Liz's head and stood back.
"Does that look good to you, baby?" he asked. "You like to have something shoved up your butt too? Well, I'm sure something can be arranged!"
Liz held back a groan. With her butt just recently cooked, and before that, cruelly whipped, she wasn't too eager to be fucked up the ass. But if that kept the man from doing anything more bizarre and excruciating to her, then he could butt-fuck her all night long!
He bent down to pick something up off of the platform as the merry-go-round wound slowly to a stop, now that Danny and Wanda had quit turning it. He came up with another firework in his hands. It was a tube, thicker than the hand-held rod, and set into a square wooden base. With one strong twist, the man broke off the base. He examined the butt of the tube for a moment, then nodded.
"All right," he said. He bent over Liz's rump. She screamed as he laid a hand on a pain-filled asscheek. His palms were sweaty with lust and exertion, and the salt of his perspiration filled her tender rump with fresh fire.
"Ow!" she cried, as he thrust his thumb up her asshole. "What are you doing?"
He got the tip of his forefinger into her poopchute, then two, and with his fingers pried open the entryway of her shapely butt. Then he deftly stuck the lower end of the cardboard tube into her asshole and pulled his hand from her ass.
Liz gasped with discomfort as her butthole snapped into a taut fleshy ring around the inch thick tube. It was as bad as having a cock up her ass!
"What are you doing?" she asked again, her voice tense.
"What do you think?" the dark man asked, and lit the fuse.
A stream of red sparks flamed from the free end of the tube. Liz felt the tube pushing its way further up her asshole. But that was the least of her worries. Before the thrust of the jet had pushed the fountain much farther into her butt, the intolerable flame within the tube would have burned its way down and be burning within her ass!
Hysterical fear threatened to break her. "NOOO!" she shrieked. "Get it out! Nooo! Gah!" The tube was already heating up inside her tightly-clenched butthole. Just a few seconds more…
A dazzling light washed over her. She blinked, surprised. This was not the flickering glare of a fire-fountain – it was the steady beam of a spotlight!
The dark man stiffened, his laughter dying into a rattle low in his throat.
"Hold it right there!" a harsh voice barked. Then: "Oh, my God! What're they doing to her?"
A scream split the night as Danny yanked his cock savagely out of Wanda's asshole. He shot a stream of jism all over her upturned buttcheeks and back as he fought to rise and run, his cock still discharging bolts of jism.
He knew enough to recognize the police when be heard them!
The merry-go-round rocked to the impact of heavy shoes as someone leapt up on to the platform. Liz heard a male voice grinding out a stream of obscenities, and then the burning tube sticking out of her ass like a flaming tail was plucked from her butt and hurled far, far away into the night.
"Wait a minute. This is all a misunderst…" the dark man said, his words cut off by the sickening thud of a hard-rubber baton against his forehead.
He slumped back against the rail. A nightstick smashed into his face again. He toppled limply from the platform.
Men were all around now, untying her, speaking soothingly to her. Nearby, she heard Wanda sobbing brokenly as she lay sprawled on the ground. Other voices were shouting at Danny, telling him to stop. In his panic, he ignored them, even after a pair of flashlights caught him in their beams.
He was climbing up the freeway embankment, his come-drooling cock dangling between his thighs, when a volley of pistol shots knocked him against the slope. His fingers scrabbled frantically against the hard-packed earth for a moment. Then he slipped and rolled to the bottom.
Someone was making his way to the platform as Liz was helped off of it. She was shivering uncontrollably when someone put a jacket around her shoulders.
"Here, I'll take care of her," said a voice.
Liz's head snapped up. It was Jamie's voice!
"She's all yours, Sergeant," a patrolman said, and that was all she knew.
The lights were low in Jamie McFadden's living room. It was a small room, but it was tastefully decorated. The only extravagant touch was the big black leather sofa that lined one wall.
Two people sat on the sofa, one astride the other, their naked bodies gleaming in the pale yellow lamplight. Liz's buttcheeks, shiny with the ointment of her rescuer had smeared all over them, worked slowly and lovingly around the stiff column of hot cock that slid easily up and down inside her pussy.
Their mouths were locked together in a tongue twining embrace. Then the girl broke away and planted a kiss on the young man's nose.
"I never expected to see you again, Jamie." Liz's tongue licked out, traced the line of her lover's jaw.
He laughed softly. "One look at you – ah, your pussy's nice and tight, and I swore I'd come back and take you away from that hellhole. Which wasn't too hard, considering I'm a sergeant with the undercover squad." His hands massaged her boobs, rolling her nipples this way and that with his palms.
"Mmm! I like that." Her tongue flicked at his eyelids. "My uncle? What about my uncle, the phony preacher?"
"He'll think a ton of bricks has landed on him, the sanctimonious bastard."
"Ahhh," she sighed with satisfaction.
He inhaled sharply as she squeezed his cock with her now-skilled pussy.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too." He bent to kiss a rigid nipple. "Promise me something."
"Anything." He shoved upwards hard and fed another half-inch of cock into her greedy cunt.
"Hurt me sometimes. Just a little. Please?" He looked at her for a moment. His prick fucked languidly in and out of her wet pussy. "Anything you say."
"Ahh," she said, and locked her mouth to his again.