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http://www.incesttabooo.com/intruder06.html
The Intruder
Part 6
Jones left them alone for a long while, long enough for the
bedraggled, abused young women to regain some portion of
their sanity and energy at least. They both groaned weakly
from the hard riding they'd been given, and the pain
inflicted on them. Each had new sore spots to cup and
squeeze and rub.
Jones didn't bother them until supper time, when they had
to go down into the kitchen and make him a big dinner. The
two naked girls worked side by side in the kitchen, always
with an ear open for Jones' appearance, frightened he might
catch them saying something against him.
Both still wore the leather bands around their ankles and
wrists, though Jessie's were no longer fastened together.
Neither tried to escape out the kitchen door. By now they
both had the idea that Jones was practically omniscient,
could read their minds and tell when they were planning
something.
Neither wanted to feel his fists again, or the pain of the
cattle prod. Jessie, in particular was too frightened to
even think about running away from him. They made stake
and potatoes and gravy and then knelt on either side of his
chair, their wrists bound together behind their backs as
Jones ate.
After dinner, Jones used both as foot stools, making them
kneel side by side as he rested one foot on each back. He
clicked through the TV channels, but found nothing half so
interesting as the two rounded asses and tight, bare little
cunt cracks staring up at him.
Every once in a while he would lift a foot off one of their
backs, then shove hard on the girl's ass, knocking her off
her knees and onto her face on the carpet. He would watch
with a sneer as the girl quickly got back to her knees and
scurried back into position.
Several times he leaned forward, his lighter in his hands,
clicking it on and sliding it beneath a soft little cunt
mound so the flame burned into tender flesh. The girl
would screech in pain and fly forward as he laughed in
amusement and put his lighter away.
Still, even this began to bore him after a while. He
stripped and let both girls work on his cock at the same
time. To make it more difficult for them he bound their
hands behind them again, allowing them only their tongues
and lips to work suck and lick on his balls and cock.
Before he came he jammed their heads together, then spit
his sperm into their faces, making them lick it off each
other.
It was while he was watching Jessie suck Caitlin's nipple,
and yelling at the blonde to bite it off, that he got an
idea that promised excitement. He played with it in his
mind for a few minutes as the two girls made love together,
trying to think of the most interesting way to bring it
about.
He went to the kitchen and got a sewing kit, then rummaged
in the jewel box for some rings. He found just what he
wanted and brought them back to the living room. First he
had Jessie lay flat on the coffee table, then he pulled her
upwards so first her head hung over, then her shoulders.
He pulled her arms back behind her neck and fastened them
to the ring of her collar, then spread her legs and put
them down on either side of the table, running a chain
beneath the table to lock them together.
The blonde groaned in discomfort, the edge of the table
digging painfully into her back. Jones ignored her,
sending Caitlin scurrying to the kitchen for ice, then
making her kneel with her crotch over Jessie's face,
pressing down hard, her hands cupping and squeezing the
girl's tits.
He pressed one of the ice cubes against Jessie's right
nipple, holding it in place for several long seconds as the
blonde shivered on the table. When he pulled it away, the
nipple was wet, and firmly erect. He took out a long, thin
needle, his eyes gleaming as he beheld the twin mounds,
both sticking out so hard, so full, so round and firm.
He rolled the nipple in his fingers for a few moments, then
pinched the end tightly and pulled upwards. He pressed the
needle against the side of Jessie's nipple and slowly
pushed it in.
Jessie gave a sharp cry of pain, then another, louder yell.
She started struggling, the muscles of her stomach and legs
rippling as she tried to pull away. Her face jerked
upwards into Caitlin's crotch, as though she could lift the
girl off the floor.
She screamed louder as the needle dug into her
super-sensitive flesh, boring a way through the nipple and
out the other side. Both Jones and Caitlin stared in
fascination at the nipple, pierced by the needle, an inch
of thin steel projecting out either side.
Instead of pulling the needle all the way through, or
drawing it back out, Jones turned it to one side, twisting
it around in a full circle, twisting the aching nipple with
it as Jessie howled in pain. He let it go and it spun
around just like a propeller.
He took it out and replaced it with a small golden earring.
Jessie's screams had dropped to whimpers but quickly picked
up as she felt the sharp biting pain in her other nipple.
Of course the way to do such things was quick, so there
would be less pain. Jones pushed the needle in as slow as
he could, prolonging the pain for the shaking, jerking
young woman.
Then he slid a matching earring through this nipple.
Jones shifted downward along the table, eying the soft,
warm pussy meat. He licked his lips as his fingers rubbed
along Jessie's cunt, felt her pussy lips and looked for a
good place to jam in the needle. Down at the bottom, he
thought.
Again Jessie howled in pain, this time even louder. her
legs jerked furiously against the legs of the table, her
legs straining to pull free as Jones pushed the needle
deeper and deeper into her tender cunt meat.
Jessie didn't know what was going on. All she could see
was her sister's thighs ass and cunt, along with the far
wall. She had no idea why her nipples had stung so, and
why they still stung a little and felt so odd. Nor did she
know what Jones was doing to her cunt mound, to the tender,
pulpy meat down there. All she knew was that it hurt... a
lot.
She struggled furiously, but could do nothing as Jones
pushed the needle through her flesh and out the other side,
then put a fat ring through her cunt flesh just at the base
of her slit.
He played with the three rings, rolling them, tugging on
them, twisting her soft skin until she screamed again.
Finally he untied her legs and had Caitlin let her up.
Jessie stared down at the rings dangling from her sore
nipples, astonishment on her face. Never in her life had
she heard of people wearing rings in their nipples, nor
ever imagined such a thing happening to her. She couldn't
pull her hands down from behind her head and couldn't see
the ring dangling from her pussy, but knew it was there,
could feel it against her thighs when she closed her legs.
"Take them out! Take them out!" she cried.
"Don't tell me what to do, slut, or I'll put in a hundred
more," Jones snapped.
He shoved her aside and dragged Caitlin up on the table.
The brunette began to whimper in fear but didn't dare to
struggle as he fastened her legs together beneath the
table, then bound her wrists up against the back of her
collar.
He pushed her back over the top of the table, kneeling
there and sticking his cock into her mouth as he rolled the
ice cube over her right nipple. He hummed softly as he
pierced her nipple. Caitlin, not as alarmed as her sister
had been since she knew very well what was happening, still
cried out in pain, but did not thrash as much as Jessie
had.
Soon both nipples and her pussy lips had rings through
them, and Jones got another idea. He pulled his cock out
of her mouth and shuffled back a bit, still holding her
head down. Before she could react he slid the needle down
against her nose and jabbed it in hard.
She screamed in agony as her eyes teared up. Her nose felt
like it was on fire as he forced the needle through the
small layer of flesh dividing her nostrils. He pulled it
out and took another earring, slipping it through the hole
and clipping it in place.
He looked up at Jessie and his eyes gleamed. She started
whimpering and her head turned left, then right, as though
seeking a path to escape. Jones pounced on her and forced
her flat on the ground, sitting on her chest and bringing
his knees down hard against the sides of her head. Locked
tightly in place, she could not resist as he pierced her
nose as well, and slid an earring through.
He let her up and she sobbed as she felt the gold ring
dangling on her lower lip. It was a bit big for a nose
ring, but Jones was happy and that, ultimately, was all
that mattered. He released Caitlin, then forced both girls
to their knees, side by side in front of him.
"Now that looks good," he sniggered. "Dirty little whores.
All you cunts ought to be taught your place like this."
He looked down at the bound, naked girls, licking his lips
as his eyes gleamed in delight at the delicious sight of
the naked, docile female flesh that was in his control.
Both girls knelt with their heads bowed, gazing down at the
rings through their nipples and the trying to see the ones
through their noses.
Jones dropped his pants and his boner stuck out hard and
strong and proud. He grinned as he stepped out of his
pants, then he gripped them by the hair and pulled their
faces in against his crotch, rubbing his cock against them.
He pressed their faces together on either side of his cock,
sliding his cock slowly forward and back between their
cheeks, pressing their faces against it as he humped slowly
in and out.
He pulled back a bit, then pushed his cock against
Caitlin's mouth. She opened it and he thrust it inside.
His cockhead pumped steadily in her mouth as he watched her
begin to suck. After a minute he pulled out and pushed it
into her sister's mouth. Jessie dutifully began to suck on
it as well and he pumped it in and out of her soft, moist
lips for a long minute too.
Wet with saliva, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and
rubbed it against her face, then let her suck on it again.
He took it out of her mouth and rubbed it against Caitlin's
face, his eyes full of lust and power, certain of his
mastery over their soft, vulnerable bodies, relishing their
subjugation and degradation.
He moved behind them, then pushed their heads forward,
forcing them down onto their shoulders on the floor. They
knelt there, asses in the air, legs apart, arms bound
behind them, as he admired their perfect round buttocks and
the soft pink flesh of their pussies peaking out between
their cunt lips.
He knelt behind them and slid a hand under each pussy
mound, rubbing back and forth, savouring the softness of
their pulpy little cunt meat. He thrust a pair of fingers
into each girl's snatch and pumped steadily, wishing he had
two cocks to fuck them with.
He shuffled to one side, positioning his cock against
Caitlin's gash, then pushed it inside, burying the entire
length to the balls inside her belly.
He sighed in delight, pumping steadily, not in any hurry to
get off. He fucked her for a minute, then pulled out and
shifted behind Jessie, then thrust into her, jamming every
inch of cock shaft inside her.
He started fucking her with the same steady motion as he'd
used on Caitlin.
His left hand slid up and down Caitlin's cunt mound as he
finger fucked her at the same time. He felt powerful and
commanding, relishing his conquest over the snotty college
girls he hated.
He pulled out of Jessie and moved over to the bag he had on
a side table, pulling the strap-on dildo from it. He
returned to the girls, neither of whom had moved, and knelt
behind Caitlin. He pressed his cock against her hole, then
drove it deep inside with a single thrust.
He held the base of the dildo in his left hand, pressing
the head against Jessie's snatch. He screwed and twisted
it as he forced the thick rubber prong into the blonde
girl's fuck pit, loving every groan and grunt she gave off.
He fucked both girls now, using the same motion, the dildo
sliding in time to his cock as he casually made use of the
subdued girls' bodies.
He started fucking harder, then harder, his hips pumping
with greater energy as his excitement mounted beyond check.
He no longer could restrain his furious desires as he
slammed his hips into Caitlin's buttocks and pounded the
dildo down into Jessie's quim.
He fucked hard and fast, using long, deep strokes that sent
cockheads, both real and rubber, smashing into the deepest
pits of the girls' fuck boxes.
Then he came, spitting thick gooey streams of juice up into
Caitlin's belly, groaning in pleasure as he felt her tight,
elastic cunt milking his tool, sucking out every last drop
of fuck milk down into her hot belly. His pumping slowed
and he sighed in relief, stopping and pulling his cock free
of the brunette.
He jerked the dildo out of Jessie's cunt so fast she cried
out in pain, which made him smile.
"Time to go to bed, whores," he sighed, rubbing his head
and yawning. He led them upstairs to the master bedroom,
then looked around, as though searching for a place to put
them. He shoved Jessie down onto her back on the floor,
then positioned Caitlin over her face, forcing her cunt
down onto the blonde.
He slipped a finger into the ring in Caitlin's pussy ring,
pulling it down towards Jessie's nose ring. Each of them
yelped and gasped in pain as he tugged on the rings, trying
to clip them together. Finally he succeeded. He crawled
over between Jessie's legs then and pushed Caitlin's face
down into her cunt, snapping Caitlin's nose ring through
Jessie's pussy ring.
He took a small gold chain and slipped it through Caitlin's
nipple rings, then circled it around Jessie's back. It was
very tight, and pulled both her titties out towards the
sides of her body, but her discomfort didn't concern him.
He found another chain and slid it through Jessie's nipple
rings, then around Caitlin's back.
Then he got into bed, confident neither would be able to go
anywhere with their wrists bound behind them and their
bodies so tightly locked together.
That each girl had her mouth pressed directly against her
sister's cunt slit was merely amusing to him, though they
of course found it highly uncomfortable. Neither could
sleep at all, not with their nipples being pulled so hard
by the chain around her sister.
Any small movement, however subtle, would pull hard on a
nipple ring, or worse, a nose or pussy ring, which would
result in a cry of pain from one or both of them.
Hours passed, uncountable hours, as Jones snored and the
two women endured the discomfort and pain of the sleepless
night. Both had bruises and aches and pains all over their
body, including stinging, continual discomfort from the
little electrical burns where the cattle prod had touched
them.
For Jessie, it was the second sleepless night, after the
second, horrible, tense, exhausting day. She wept bitterly
several times, in absolute misery. Her tears however,
served no purpose other than to moisten her sister's
crotch.
Sometime near dawn, the exhausted girl drifted off briefly,
only to awake with a jerk of her head that made both her
and Caitlin cry out in pain. Tears flowed down her cheeks
again as the nose ring sent pain ripping through her face.
She couldn't even clutch her nose to rub the soreness away,
nor could Caitlin cup her stinging pussy to ease the pain.
"Watch what the hell you're doing!" Caitlin snarled,
panting from the pain in her tender cunt flesh.
"I'm sorry," Jessie whimpered, blinking back tears.
"How the hell you could fall asleep... "
"I haven't slept in two days!"
"Well don't do it now! You nearly tore my cunt open!"
"Did not," Jessie pouted, sniffling in misery.
"Shit that hurts," Caitlin moaned. "That lousy pervert
fucker."
"I'm sorry," Jessie repeated, an idea appeared then in her
far from clear mind.
She pushed her tongue out against her sister's cunt,
sliding it up and down the bare slit, then working it in
deeper.
"What are you doing?" Caitlin gasped.
"I'm trying to make you feel better."
"Well don't."
"Doesn't it feel better?" She pushed her tongue deep into
Caitlin's snatch, twisting it around inside her velvety
cunt box, then rasped it across her clitty with sharp,
flicking motions.
"You just... just shouldn't," Caitlin groaned. Jessie
didn't really hear her. She licked all along Caitlin's
slit, probing deep inside with her tongue, then started a
steady, soft lapping of her clitty, her soft tongue
slipping over the rapidly hardening little bud again and
again and again.
Caitlin lay there, weary and despondent, not caring enough
to make her sister stop licking at her slit. It didn't
feel bad, after all. In fact, it kind of felt good.
Certainly, she'd felt little enough that was pleasurable
since she'd come here yesterday morning.
After a while though, the pleasure intruded on her quiet
despair, sending tingling heat into her belly, a hot,
quivering lust sizzling up along her spine to her brain.
She began to pay a lot more attention to what was going on
between her legs, spreading her legs wide apart to let her
sister lick easier.
She flicked her own tongue against Jessie's cunt, pushing
it in between her cunt lips and corkscrewing it in as deep
as she could, slurping and sucking at her sister's cunt
box. Jessie sighed in pleasure and opened her own legs.
Caitlin pushed her tongue deeper, heaving a little sigh
herself as Jessie's tongue rasped particularly hard over
her clitty.
"Oh! Oh Caitlin!" Jessie moaned as the brunette mashed
her chin against the blonde girl's clit. She had to tug a
little on her nose but the pain was minor next to the
pleasure bubbling up into her belly.
Caitlin sucked hard on her slit and cunt, chewing and
gnawing at her fuck meat as Jessie moaned louder and began
shaking and trembling against her. Caitlin arched her
back, pulling her tits back against the pull of the nipple
rings, then she mashed her tits against Jessie's belly,
groaning in pleasure.
She flickered her tongue as fast as she could against
Jessie's clit, then pressed it against her lower lip and
mashed it slow and hard over the buzzing little fuck
button. Jessie quivered and jerked and moaned, both girls
giving little cries as their bodies pulled at the rings
locking them together.
Then Caitlin screamed as Jones slashed the riding crop down
against her upturned ass cheeks. Her body shot forward,
her cunt ring tearing at Jessie's nose, Jessie's cunt ring
tearing at hers. They both cried out in pain at that.
"Fucking dyke whores!" Jones snarled. "I'm tryin' to get
some fuckin' sleep!" He slashed the crop down on Caitlin's
back again and again, raining blows down as the brunette
screamed in agony, her body doubly pained, both by the crop
and by her own jerking motions that pulled at her cunt and
nose rings.
She rolled instinctively and the crop cracked down on
Jessie's buttocks, bringing a howl of pain from the blonde.
Again and again the crop cracked against the blonde's back
and buttocks and thighs until Jessie rolled and then
Caitlin was slashed.
Both were soon in tears and frantic pain, unable to move to
avoid the pain of the crop without drawing pain from their
agonized noses and cunts and nipples. All they could do
was lay their and sob with pain as Jones whipped the crop
down steadily.
At last he tossed the crop away and, grumbling to himself,
climbed into bed again and settled down to fall back to
sleep. The two tried to keep down their weeping in case
they woke him again.
Hours later Jones woke up and got out of bed naked,
grinning down at the two, apparently in much better humor
now.
"Well, I hope you slut lesbos had a fun time munching cunt
all night," Jones snorted as he stood over them. He bent
and unfastened their rings, then pulled them both up by the
arm, dragging them into the bathroom.
"Time for our morning milk," he snickered, lifting one of
the big containers of horse sperm. He opened it and held
it against Jessie's lips. She cringed but began drinking.
He snickered, then pulled it away and pressed it to
Caitlin's lips. Remembering what he'd done yesterday when
she'd refused, she drank quickly, trying to ignore what it
was she was drinking.
He turned them so their backs were towards him, then
grabbed a fist full of ass with each hand, cackling with
pleasure as he mashed their ass meat. He undid the links
holding their wrist bands together and gave them a shove
towards the tub.
"Get into the tub, whores," he ordered.
The two women stood in the tub, which still held all the
sperm he had poured in the other day, then got down onto
their knees as he poured the container of milky white fluid
down over their heads, coating their bodies with horse cum.
He picked up a second container, then a third, pouring the
entire contents down on them.
"Let's see some lesbo action," he ordered, picking up
another container.
Jessie was dulled eyed and hopeless. She obeyed at once,
putting her arms around Caitlin and kissing her. Caitlin
kissed back, trying to think of how she could get Jones,
how she could escape, how she could kill him. Jones
watched with lewd delight as they kissed each other and
fondled each other's cum stained body.
"Suck her tits, blondie," he ordered, and Jessie bent and
began licking and sucking on Caitlin's nipple, ignoring the
fact the white horse sperm completely coated it and was
dripping down into the pool of cum they knelt in.
He picked up the toilet plunger and shoved it hard against
Caitlin's side, knocking both girls over onto their sides.
There was a good foot of cum in the tub and they rolled in
it helplessly as he poured down more.
Jessie wound up on her back, her entire head under the
horse sperm for long seconds before Caitlin could shift and
let her up.
The blonde choked and coughed as Caitlin rubbed her back.
Her mind blazed with rage at Jones. The man snickered as
he bent to open another container. He laughed openly as he
poured it down on the choking blonde girl's head.
She had to, simply had to get him soon. She couldn't bear
the idea of another day of torment and degradation.
It had to be fast and unexpected, leaving him no time to
react.
Jessie was so exhausted and subjugated by now that she'd be
virtually useless. And if she didn't do something soon,
she wouldn't be in any better shape herself.
"You two whores make a good show," he said in a
conversational tone. "You got good tits too and nice tight
cunts. I bet I make a fortune out of you. I'm gonna take
you across the border to Mexico and sell your cunts all day
long. I'll be fuckin' rich!"
She saw him pick up another big jar of horse sperm. Both
his hands were needed to hold the jar and he was being very
careful with it, not wanting to spill any on himself. The
cattle prod was sitting on the counter on the left.
She gave Jessie another deep kiss, then rose to her knees,
pulling the blonde up with her. Their hands stroked each
other's buttocks as they kissed passionately, wanting to
please Jones. Caitlin thought quickly, wanting to stand
without raising any suspicion.
She slid her hand down between Jessie's thighs, squeezing
her pussy, pushing a pair of fingers up inside her snatch.
Jessie moaned in pleasure, her dazed mind no longer
registering what would have disgusted her only days ago.
Caitlin gripped her hair and pulled her higher. She put
all her own weight on her left knee as she brought her
right up between Jessie's thighs and mashed it against the
soft cunt meat. She pushed Jessie back against the corner
of the tub, then rose, pulling the blonde up along the
wall.
She pressed Jessie into the corner, kissing her deeply
again, her back to Jones so he wouldn't suspect anything.
She felt him getting nearer, coming right up against the
side of the tub. He extended his arms, bringing the
container of horse sperm over their heads.
Suddenly she turned and her hands shot up, knocking the
open container backwards, spilling it onto Jones's
surprised face. He screamed in shock, stumbling backwards
away from it. She jumped forward out of the tub as the
container fell on the floor. She kicked Jones in the balls
as she shoved him back against the counter.
He yelped in surprise, not having even seen her, too busy
trying to rub the horse sperm out of his face. She grabbed
the cattle prod and swung it like a bat, slamming it
against the side of his head, knocking him forward. She
pushed the end against his ass and pushed the trigger,
shooting high voltage into his naked ass.
He screamed in pain and was thrown forward, falling into
the sperm filled tub. Jessie stared down at him with wide
eyes.
"Get out of the tub!" Caitlin screamed at her. She looked
fearfully at the brunette, then at the cattle prod, and
eased out of the tub, along the wall away from her.
Jones growled in fury and surged out of the tub, but the
tip of the prod met his face and he screamed in fury as the
sharp, crackling power bit into his forehead, flinging him
backwards into the tub. Sperm splashed all over the floor
as he fell into it. He pulled himself out, sputtering and
choking on sperm
Caitlin jammed the cattle prod against his arm and chest,
stabbing it again and again and again as he choked and
tried to fight her off at the same time.
He batted at the prod but only got shocked in the hands.
Caitlin shot the prod through his warding hands and shocked
his face again, flinging him back hard against the corner.
He fell back into the sperm again, his head and shoulders
disappearing briefly underneath.
The sperm was very slippery, as she well knew, and he
instinctively rolled onto his front, to get on all fours.
He heaved himself up out of the murky white fluid, but his
ass was pointed at Caitlin and she took full advantage.
She stabbed the prod against his balls and pressed the
trigger. He shrieked and shot forward, his head smashing
into the wall. He groaned and sank down into the sperm,
his motions feeble as the dazed man tried to pull his head
out of the sperm.
Caitlin jumped into the tub and sat atop his back, her
hands gripping his hair as she fought to keep his head
under the sperm. He trashed and shook weakly, then a
series of bubbles came to the surface. She held him in
place for a long minute before climbing out of the tub.
She was shaking and trembling, as was Jessie, who was
cowering in a corner. Both eyed the motionless body
floating in the sperm filled tub, fearful that he was just
faking, that he would jump out and attack them again. But
it didn't happen.
It took hours of exhausting work for the two tired young
women, but they finally got the house cleaned up, all the
electronic goods put away, and Jones dumped unceremoniously
into an abandoned septic tank behind the stable.
With the house clean they stepped into the shower and
cleaned themselves off, both nearly scrubbing the skin off
before they were satisfied. And then, the exhausted girls
dropped into their parents bed for a dozen hours of
uninterrupted slumber.
When Jessie woke it took long seconds to put together where
she was, and to remember the horrible events of the past
two days. Her movements woke Caitlin and the two stared at
each other, unaccountably shy now in each other's presence.
"We forgot one thing," Caitlin said, finally.
"What?" Caitlin slid her hand down onto her sister's right
breast and fingered her nipple ring.
"You know, it's... weird, but, I kind of, well, kind of
like them."
"You do?" She tugged a little at the nipple rings.
"Yeah."
"Me too."
"I never... I mean, I never did it with a girl before you
know."
"Me neither."
"I always thought you were sexy."
"You too."
They stared in each other's eyes for long seconds, then
Jessie shifted hers downward to Caitlin's breasts. Her
hands moved out tentatively and she fondled the rings and
Caitlin's nipples, then she looked up at Caitlin, meeting
her eyes.
As one they moved forward, their arms going around each
other, their lips melding in a hot, passionate, loving
embrace. Their hands stroked each other, sliding gently
along soft, bruised skin, stroking carefully, caressingly.
Soon moans of pleasure rose from the bed, getting louder,
turing to cries of passion and delight.
The cries rose, going out through the open window, easily
heard on the quiet night air. But nobody was there to
overhear, only the horses, which ignored the sounds, and a
bobbing form in the old septic tank, which heard nothing at
all.
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