Hell to Heaven

This is an excerpt from the ebook Hell To Heaven, available for purchase in its entirety from www.a1adultebooks.com . Enjoy!

"This I'm going to have to see."

Their slave was, as usual, lying on the steel floor, constrained by the chain attached to her collar. She looked up at them when they came in with a flicker of fear in her dull brown eyes, but they ignored her half-articulated pleadings for mercy. Rob started to set up the object while Chris watched.

It was a large pyramid, about three feet high. There was a long, thick protrusion coming from the apex of the pyramid that looked like a series of balls. The ball at the very tip was about an inch in diameter. The balls got gradually bigger until the last one, at the top of the pyramid, was fully four inches around. Each ball was covered with tiny hard rubber spikes that would prove painful for the girl when she was lowered on it.

Once this was set up and bolted to the floor Rob hung pulleys from the ceiling by standing on the cart that held their usual torture instruments. Next he locked braided steel cables to the slave's ankles and wrists, cuffing all four of the slave's limbs together before lifted her into the air. Her head lolled backward, trying to see what he was doing as he rolled the pyramid directly under her body. He handed the cable's end to Chris to hold while he positioned her atop the first ball.

The slave jerked in terror as she felt the tip of the ball against her anus. She clenched involuntarily, whimpering pathetically as she begged them, "Please, please, don't! It can't take this in there, please Master, it begs you to stop!"

He ignored her cries, gesturing to Chris to lower her more.

The ball dimpled her anus inward alarmingly, but didn't penetrate it at first. Rob reached downward, adjusting the position of the pyramid, then grabbed her hips and pushed down. The slave moaned in pain as the first ball disappeared inside her anus.

They took their time, lowering her gently, little by little, onto the knobbed balls. By the third one down, she was crying with discomfort. By the sixth, she was screaming, her belly muscles fluttering in a vain attempt to dislodge the object in her rectum. The seventh ball split the skin around her sphincter. They were treated to an agonized wail as a drop of blood began to slowly make its way down the shaft of the probe. Rob grinned in sadistic glee as he looked at the blood. He and Chris lowered her down, further and further, until she was impaled, screaming, her anus wrapped around the base of the protrusion in the pyramid. The sides of the pyramid were bloody from her torn ass.

"I'll be damned. It did fit all the way in. I really didn't think it would." Chris said to Rob. "Good job! Now…she's not bleeding internally, is she?"

"She might be," Rob studied the frantically straining girl as he buckled a ball gag in her mouth, silencing her screams of pain. "But she'll mend. Now…"

He amused himself for a while, raising and lowering her, watching her face twist into incredible expressions of agonized torment, listening to her scream with the pain of having her ass brutalized by the incredibly large object. When he tired of that, he lifted her off the protrusion, one ball at a time, slowly, so she could really feel the balls leaving her colon and rectum…then when only one ball was left, he dropped her back down on the pyramid sharply, abruptly, very fast. Her face twisted in agony as the blunt instrument tore up into her anus, further traumatizing the already torn tissue along her rectal walls. The screaming that was audible behind the ball gag was almost inhuman.

She passed out, hanging limply in her bonds. Rob grinned as he pulled her back up off the impaling instrument.

"She's so overwhelmed by our kind attention," he mocked, lowering the unconscious girl to the floor. "Here. While she's out, let's get her over the frame."

Chris helped Rob set up the collapsible frame, with its cuffs for securing ankles and wrists, then waved a capsule of ammonia under her nose.

She came awake with a jerk, struggling against the straps for a moment until she realized she was no longer hanging over the horrible, dreadful pyramid. She sighed for a moment, her head hanging as she let out a breath of relief, which quickly turned into a gasp of horror as she felt Rob's hand around her torn, brutalized sphincter.

"Oh, relax, now, we're just going to do an in-depth study of your anatomy," Rob said with a chuckle as he slid on a pair of rubber gloves, the kind cleaning people wore. He handed another pair to Chris, who put them on and then used a bar of common soap to make the surface of the glove slippery. This done, he wormed one finger, then two, then three, up into her anus.

The soap was burning the slave's bowels. She was writhing and sobbing in discomfort. He ignored that, tucking his last two fingers in close to his palm and pushing ahead. She fought, trying to clench against him and he could make very little headway. Finally, he spoke to her.

"Bear down like you're going to shit," he said, "My hand's going up your filthy little ass, slave and there's nothing you can do to prevent it. But if you bear down maybe it won't hurt so much."

The anal ring clamped around the first joint of his fingers suddenly loosened and his hand slid forward. Elated, he continued to push, ignoring the muffled grunts and screams coming from the other end of the slave and was finally rewarded with the sight of his hand disappearing into the ass in front of him. For a few moments he slid his fist in and out, enjoying the involuntary cries of the girl, then he stopped with his hand just inside the second ring, the one leading from her rectum into her colon and slowly opened his hand.

She went into what he could only describe as convulsions, her eyes wide, head tossing wildly. Every inch of skin, from her shaved head on down, was filmed over with sweat; her body was tense with the pain. He enjoyed her reaction for a moment, then slowly twisted his hand around in her ass a half-turn. She went wild as the bone in his knuckles abraded her insides, the soap on the glove stinging the tears in her rectal walls. He continued to turn his fist as he sawed in and out, reaming the now-gaping asshole as thoroughly as he could, then he withdrew.

"Your turn," he told Chris.

Her anus had started to close as his fist came out, so when Chris started to shove his hand into her, he encountered the same resistance. Rob had to threaten her again before she relaxed enough for Chris to get his fist in her ass and then she suffered again as Chris reamed her out.

"Oh, crap, Rob…this is so tight….oh…she's in so much pain, I can feel her trying to expel my fist…damn, oh, jeez, her inner walls are strong…" He was laughing and she was crying hysterically in dumb animal agony as he fisted her brutally.

When she finally passed out again (this time from Chris pulling his still-clenched fist out of her ass) they both decided that the experiment had been a success. She was bleeding a bit, but it wasn't very heavy and most of it was coming from the torn ring of muscle around her hole. Tired of playing with their toy, they suspended her again from the ceiling using the pulley and hoisted her up while Rob repositioned the pyramid. Chris lowered her down onto the balls until she was completely impaled. They left her suspended there as they wheeled the rest of their equipment out and left.