Aurelie's Mexican Vacations

Chapter 18: The tug of war

Aurelie woke up to the stench of the pig pen. She was lying on her back in the foul mud. The stench was all around her, irritating her nostrils. She blinked a few times, trying to reactivate her memory and awareness. So much had happened to her since the last time she had been here. Then, the stinking place had seemed like the worst that could happen to her. Now it almost felt comfortable and warm after all she had went through. She tried to move her hands to push herself up, only to find out that she could not. They were painfully joined together behind her back in a reverse-prayer position, her fingers barely scratching the base of her neck, her elbows almost touching each other. As her senses progressively came back, the strain on her joints and ligaments was getting more painful. She tried to move her arms but they were totally paralysed. All she could do was wiggle her fingers.

Looking down, she saw her discoloured and deformed breasts whose bases were once again encircled by a pair of thick iron rings. A chain was connected to each of them, snaking on her belly to disappear into the mud. Have I been anchored to the ground by my breasts? she wondered. The tightness of the rings had trapped blood into her formerly floppy breasts and they were now ballooning like taut, purplish mushroom heads mounted on iron stems. They were throbbing and very sensitive as well.

Then she began to realise that there was something huge stuffed in her vagina. It was stretching her lower belly, causing a dull pain in her whole abdomen. Only a narrow metal handle was visible, protruding between her elongated labia. The handle ended with a ring to which a third chain was affixed. Her tongue was pulled out of her mouth. Her lips could feel that a ring had been pierced through it and she could see that a chain, the fourth of its kind, was also connected to it.

As her vision became less blurred, she followed the chains as they left her body to enter the mud. Five metres away they led to Maria who was trussed up in an identical set of chains. She was looking at her with a mix of hatred and fear in her eyes. Contrarily to Aurelie, she was standing, her chains going down in gracious arcs before entering the mud and going to the French girl. Another vicious game imagined by Pablo! Aurélie told to herself. She did not like the prospect of competing against his wife, in particular as she looked burlier and stronger than herself.

She heard Pablo's voice speaking. She contorted her head and saw him, standing out of the pig pens, behind a fence. The French girl could only make out a few words: "get over the fence" and "GO!"

At that instant Maria made a couple of steps backwards until the four chains were taut, braced on her legs and tried to tug, but the lighter girl had shoved her heels into the mud and managed to remain in place, in spite of the pain she was feeling in her vagina.

Maria lost her step and slipped on the mud, landing on her huge buttocks, breathing heavily from the effort while Aurélie remained standing. The French girl braced on her feet and yanked hard on the chains just as Maria fell and managed to haul her over one metre. Aurélie felt some warmth behind her. Turning her head slightly, she noticed a bed of red hot coals just behind her. She had to change direction a little to avoid stepping, or worse, falling into them. Seeing that Maria was readying herself to prevent any more tugging, the French girl took the opportunity to take a couple of deep breaths, recovering some strength and calm the throbbing in her vagina. Her chained and stretched tongue was causing her to drool abundantly over her chest.

Maria decided to change direction to see if she could get her opponent off-balance and instead of pulling decided to charge at full speed to try to make her fall into the red hot coals. Aurélie was still resting and the Latina girl's unexpected move took her totally aback. She fell backwards and landed hard on the hot coals, which sizzled against her buttocks. Screaming with pain, she struggled frantically to kick herself out of the burning bed, while a stinking smoke drafted around her filthy, naked body. She managed to scramble backwards out of the coals, which at the same time made her closer to her fence.

Maria wanted to pull the girl again over the bed of coals but her plan backfired as the French girl used her momentum after rolling away to give a strong tug, so that Maria's feet were been roasted as she tried to regain her footing.

Aurélie was right next to the fence, Maria had to act quickly. She noticed a metal post to her left and figured that if she managed to pass the chain around it, she could prevent her opponent from leaving the area. Running toward the post, Maria managed to go around it while Aurélie was trying to tug and jump over the fence. Aurelia was brutally yanked to a stop, making her feel as if her vagina was going to be pulled out of her belly. Maria's victory was short-lived though as sharp pain exploded in all the chained areas of her body. As she fell to the floor, she was in too much pain to realise that her opponent was in the same situation. Aurelia was squirming in the smelly mud, electricity coursing through her sex and tongue, blinding her and making her jerk uncontrollably on the ground.

Maria managed to roll away from the post to break contact and lie there, panting. Aurelia, a couple of metres away, was doing the same. She could still feel her vagina clenching around the huge intruder, as if her inner muscles could squash it to crumbles. Progressively through, the pain subsided in her wrecked body. She painfully got on her feet again as she readied to make the final step that would bring her above the fence, but she could see that her opponent was stirring too. Again, the two human pigs were tugging at each other with the most sensitive parts of their bodies, stretching the skins, racking their insides. Both girls were at the verge of collapsing. They were sweating and panting hard, their legs were shaking under them as they braced to yank harder. But slowly, the heavier Latina was gaining, centimetre by centimetre she was dragging Aurélie away from the fence.

The French girl was exhausted, something the heavier woman took advantage of to drag her as if she were a piece of paper. She was now nearing the bed of coals again. Aurelia tried to resist but it was to no avail. She saw the glowing coals approaching until she was forced to step on them. With a loud yelp, she managed to jump and fall into the mud. The combination of pain and exhaustion caused her to fall limp, barely conscious.

Maria reached the far end of the fence dragging the dead weight behind her. The fence was covered in barbed wire. She waited for a while to regain her strength before attempting to make one clean jump over it.

The body of the French girl was resting on a small puddle of mud, which caused her to regain consciousness with a scream as the puddle was a heavily irritating liquid that felt as if it were eating away the skin of her buttocks.

Hearing the screams of agony behind her was all the motivation Maria needed. Bracing herself, she lunged for the fence and passed over it with only minor lacerations. At least the pull was enough to bring the french suffering body form the nasty pool and pain and exhaustion took over her, everything going black.