Grandstaff by Jake Baker Prologue: Jerry and I have broken into the apartment of this girl, Erin Grandstaff, whom I know from college, and are proceeding to have a little fun with her... She's shaking with terror as Jerry and I circle her. She'd almost completely nude now - we've made her take off all her clothes except for her bra and panties. As Jerry and I pass by her, we reach out and feel her velvety flesh, caress her breasts and ass through her underwear. Jerry and I snap pictures of her tiny trembling body from all angles. She says in a little, terrified voice, "Why are you doing this... I've never hurt you ... p-please stop!" I pause in front of her. I say, "Shut the fuck up, stupid whore!" and hit the side of her head, hard. She collapses onto the ground, crying, curling up into a little ball. "Alright! Let's have some fun!" I yank her up by the hair and force her hands behind her back, crossed. I quickly restraine them with duck tape. Her little body struggles against me as she screams for help. Jerry tears off her panties and shoves them into her delicious mouth, securing them with a tight knot of rope. She's still struggling, screaming into the makeshift gag. I let her drop, to take pictures of her as she struggles against her bonds. As she's fighting there on the carpet, eyes wide with fear, Jerry and I strip. Jerry's got a hard on. I've got a hard on. We both laugh. I grab her bra and rip it off her. Holding her still for Jerry, he fondles her breasts, feeling up her entire body. As she moans into the gag, Jerry comments on how soft she is. I slap her face several times, enjoying the smacking sounds my hand makes against her pink skin. Forcing her to her knees, I rub my cock into her face - over her cheeks and eyes and her nose. She turns her head, closing her eyes with the humiliation, so I shove my prick as far as it will go into her ear. Her ear is warm; I force my prick harder into it, and my penis-head scrunches up to fit into the small hole, not quite making it. Erin groans into her gag. Then, Jerry and I tie her by her long brown hair to the ceiling fan, so that she's dangling in mid-air. Her feet don't touch the ground. She kicks, trying to hit me, Jerry, or the ground. The sight of her wiggling in mid-air, hands tightly taped behind her back, turns me on. Jerry has found a big spiky hair-brush in her bathroom and he starts beating her small tits with it, coloring them with nice red marks. She screams and struggles harder. I've separated her legs with a spreader-bar; now I stretch out her pussy-lips and super-glue them wide open. Then I take a heavy clamp, and tighten it over her clit. Once it's tight enough, I let go. I stand back, to take pictures. She's really nice now: Dangling by her hair (I can see where it's stretching her scalp), her breasts and belly are covered with bright red bruises. There's a heavy clamp stretching her cunt down. And best of all yet, her face is scrunched up in an agonized grimace. Drool and loud squeaks escape through her gag. She's so beautiful like this. Just to add to the picture, I take a steel-wire whisk and beat her ass with it, making bright red cuts that drip blood. Erin Grandstaff's tiny pink body is now covered in sweat; nice and shiny in the light. Jerry tells me her curling-iron's ready. Jerry unplugs it and bring it over. After taking her down and tying her hunched over a chair, Jerry strokes the device against her bleeding ass cheeks. The heat from it gives her ass small burns. I smile and rub my cock as she screams in pain and horror. She shakes her head and moans, "Nooo ... nooo" through the gag. I walk in front of her, and remove the gag. Before she can even breath in, I ram my cock in her tiny mouth. Her lips are squeezed tightly against my cock-shaft. The head of my prick finds it way down her lovely throat. That's when Jerry rams the hot curling iron into her tight asshole. She tries to scream, but I shove my cock down her throat, and all she can do is gag on it. Her throat's quiverings tickle my cock, and I start humping her face furiously. The pain of the hot curling iron in her tender asshole sends her whole body into convulsions; her throat clenches against my cock. God! This feels so good. Leaving the iron up her asshole, Jerry reaches out, pulles one of her small titties away form her body. Jerry takes his knife, and cuts her nipples off. She gags on my cock some more, and I pull out just in time to cum all over her pretty face. As I spew loads of hot white cum onto her face, Jerry continues to maul at her breasts. He pulls them as far as they'll go away from her body, twisting them to cause even more pain. Now that Miss Grandstaff doesn't have my cock down her throat, gagging her, Erin howls out loud. It's not even a human sound. Her eyes glaze over from the pain and torture; a ball of my cum smacks into her left eye. Spent, I go grab a beer and watch Jerry finish off play. When he pulls the curling iron from Erin's asshole, her sensitive skin is all burned. He presses the head of his cock against the tortured opening. Jerry's got a savagely big dick, and would have hurt this girl even if her ass hadn't been burnt. I cheer him on as he grunts and forces his way deep into her. Erin lets out a small scream, but is too weak at this point to make it really loud. She only makes fierce grunts as my friend's cock tears apart the inside of her scorched asshole. I timed Jerry at this. He has a good constitution. For ten minutes he buggers poor pretty Erin. Then he finally cums inside her. Standing up, he walks around to see her face. Tears and sweat mix with my cum on her cute face. Jerry grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her face up to look. Her eyes, barely human, beg him to stop. He laughs aloud and gives her a firm smack. Her head jerks sideways with a snap. "C'mon, man, let's go." My friend says. So we get the gasoline and spread it all over Erin Grandstaff's apartment. We chuck it all over her. It must have burned like hell when it came into contact with her open cuts, but I couldn't tell. Her face was already a mask of pain, and her body quivered fiercely. "Goodbye, Erin" I said, a lit a match...