"Now get me off, tramp," John told her, kicking at her face with both feet. "And make me cum. The sooner you do it, the less you get hurt."
Lisa wanted to scream out in anger at the sadistic monster. Her cunt, asshole, tits and mouth were denied her. Her hands and legs were bound and useless. How was she supposed to tease a load of jism out of his half-limp cock? She didn't even think she could reach it.
John asked Elsa for something while Lisa was trying to wriggle her way up into his crotch, and the beautiful dark-eyed girl left to get it. When she came back with the bowl of ice cubes, Lisa felt a chill of apprehension, but she didn't understand how the reverend would use them. A moment later, he slid one beneath the band of rubber that molded itself around her ass cheeks.
The rubber trapped the ice cube and transmitted the cold. It even seemed to intensify the cold as it iced the silky flesh of Lisa's left ass cheek. The frigid kiss of the ice cube started as a cold discomfort, but before long it was burning her tender ass flesh like a branding iron. When John reached for a second ice cube, Lisa thought she was going to lose her mind.
She couldn't bend her knees or elbows, but she could bend at the waist. Lisa did, coming up into a sitting position between John's widespread legs. Sitting on the ass-freezing ice cube only made the freezing pain worse, but sitting tip was the only way Lisa could think of to reach John's cock.
Once she faced the ugly worm of a cock, Lisa wasn't entirely sure of what to do with it. Her mouth was filled by rubber cock, so she couldn't give him a blow-job. When John pushed the second ice cube down inside the band of rubber that encircled Lisa's crushed, silky tits, the beautiful housewife lunged forward.
The ice burned her sensitive tit flesh even worse than it was burning her ass. John was already picking up another cube, and Lisa knew that many more of them inside the bands of rubber would drive her out of her mind. Lisa leaned forward and rubbed her beautiful face all over John's limp cock. She couldn't imagine getting a man off this way, but she had to try something.
The helplessness and pain started to get to the submissive young housewife. Her cunt was drooling under its rubber cover, and the sizzling hot run of her cunt juice was starting to squish uncomfortably between her tightly clamped legs. Lisa couldn't even rub her thighs against each other to relieve some of the sexual itching in her pussy, and the slow build of lust inside her was almost as maddening as the pain the rubber trapped ice cubes were causing her.
Lisa rubbed her face all over John's cock, massaging the pulpy prick flesh with her silky skin. By slow degrees, the reverend's cock started to stiffen. Lisa rubbed her face over his prick even faster, and soon she was rewarded with a drool of pre-cum across her nose. The smell and the watery texture of his cock-lube made Lisa sick, but the fact that John was finally showing signs of life excited her so much that a minor climax exploded between her legs.
Just as Lisa's climax reached its apex, John slipped an ice cube down into the band of rubber that crossed her mouth. The ice froze her check so quickly and harshly that she howled into her gag. Tears filled her eyes and her lithe body wriggled in agony.
In desperation, Lisa turned her head and caught the reverend's cock between her chin and the soft hollow of her throat. She bobbed her head back and forth just as she would have if she were taking his cock down her throat. But instead of spearing her gullet, John's slowly, hardening cock was hammering into the soft flesh of the outside of her throat. Lisa's neck burned with agony and her throat was bruised with the thudding impact of John's cock. But she kept on forcing her throat onto the man's stubby cock, desperate to make the sadistic reverend orgasm.
"Jezebel!" John hissed, grabbing another ice cube out of the bowl and sliding it down between Lisa's shoulder blades. "Dirty harlot! Filthy floozy! Oh, that feels so good!"
Lisa arched back at the freezing pain of the new ice cube. John's cock slipped from under her chin and bobbed up and down, spritzing her pretty face with a watery strand of fuck-lube. Lisa jerked and twisted wildly. Through tear fogged eyes, she saw the evil reverend reach for another ice cube, and in desperation she plunged her face back down on his cock.
"Whore of Babylon!" John screamed, dropping the ice cube on the carpet as his cock plugged the tiny hole of Lisa's ear. "Dirty harlot! You're making me cum! I never cum!"
Lisa didn't know where, the energy came from, but suddenly she surged up out of her sitting position, hurling herself up over the demented reverend's body. His cock slapped wetly against her stomach and Lisa rubbed her flat tummy back and forth along the sensitive underside of his cock. She felt the big spear of cock flesh jerk against her, and then burning hot jism splattered over the rubber that bound her big tits.
"Cumming all over you!" John bellowed, fucking his cock over the silky flesh of Lisa's stomach. He grabbed the writhing girl by her shoulders and forced her back down between his knees. "Take it in the face, you shameless floozy! Wallow in it, you wretched tramp!"
Lisa felt a wave of satisfaction as John's cock belched jism all over her pretty face. She had managed to make him cum, with her hands and fuck-holes bound and useless. Even now, he was smearing her face with his filthy cock cream. She had made him cum.
Faith was next. Just the sight of the tall, elegant blonde made Lisa climax helplessly. When Faith freed Lisa of the bands of rubber, Lisa wanted to kiss the younger woman's feet. When Faith dressed her in tight blue jeans and a leather jacket, Lisa wondered what was happening. Then Faith strapped the dildo around Lisa's hips and gathered her hair up under a cap, and the blonde slave understood what was going on.
Faith was turning her into a man.
"I want to thank Tabitha for this," Faith said with a little bow in the big woman's direction.
"It was her rape protection classes that gave me the idea for this little game. Okay, Lisa, you sweet little bitch. Rape me!"
Lisa stood uncertainly for an instant, not quite sure what to do. She was so exhausted and hurt that she doubted she could have beaten up a child, but the men's clothes she was wearing and the seven-inch dildo she strapped to her made her feel so hot that she really wanted to fuck the blonde.
She charged the girl on a straight line, her cunt exploding with pleasure as she thought of having Faith on her back with her legs in the air, fucking her to death with the fat rubber cock. She was only a couple of feet away from her when Faith pulled two tiny canisters from her purse and aimed them at her.
"Siren," Faith explained as she pushed the button on the first canister. "Tear gas," she added as she pushed the button on the second.
Lisa clapped her hands over her ears as the siren blasted through her head. The noise was so loud and terrible that she wanted to curl up and hold her head forever. If she couldn't make the horrible pain go away she would have been just as glad to die. A moment later, her eyes started burning, and she clapped her hands to her face as her eyes turned red and filled with tears. She started coughing and she couldn't stop. She wondered if she'd been poisoned, if she was going to die.
"Now you have the rapist on the defensive," Faith said with a smile, fishing something else from her purse. "But just because he's blinded and in pain doesn't mean he isn't dangerous. Look what you can do with a simple set of keys."
Lisa was floundering around blindly in front of the elegant blonde. She wondered if she should just lie down and surrender, but she knew that if she ruined Faith's show she would just be punished worse. She cringed backward when someone unzipped her leather jacket. Then she screamed, in shock and heart rending agony, when Faith slammed the keys into her right tit.