10
"You were right," David was saying, over the inhuman howling sounds that
were coming from Lisa's mouth. "She screams beautifully."
"Yes," Avery said. "But Christ, I've never had her screaming like this.
Those things are wicked!"
"And I've hardly started yet," David said, his eyes devouring the
twisting, writhing body of the girl, who seemed to be nearly out of her mind
with torment. She was still tied as before, her straining arms and legs pulling
frantically and futilely against the ropes that held her helpless body arched
tautly against the bed rail. She still wore her short skirt, but otherwise she
was naked. Two of David's needles were embedded in her breasts, one in each
nipple, pushed in until only the little ball on the hilt was exposed.
Lisa had screamed herself hoarse, but still she went on screaming
continuously, pausing only when lack of breath made her gasp desperately for
air, choking and sobbing. In one of these intervals David, aroused by her
suffering, took a fistful of her long dark hair, bending her head back
forcefully, and leaned down to mash his mouth to hers. Her lips were twisted
with pain, and she panted heavily into his mouth.
David lifted his head, but kept his hold on her hair. Looking down into
her wild, pain-fogged eyes, he deliberately pressed his body close to hers,
crushing her tortured breasts, with their buried needles, against his chest.
Lisa began to scream again. David held himself in position for several
moments, watching her eyes, and then moved away from her, but still kept his
grip on her hair. When she paused for breath again, David said, "I want you to
kiss me, Lisa. Do you hear me? I want you to kiss me nicely. And sexily. If you
don't, I'm going to put more needles in your breasts, right now."
Lisa made a frightened, mewling sound. David brought his mouth to hers
again. The girl was gasping and crying and moaning, but she did her best to
comply with his demand. Her panting, quivering mouth pressed itself to his and
she met his probing tongue with her own, fearfully trying to please him through
her pain and terror, keening into his mouth, her breath wheezing loudly in her
nostrils.
David kissed her for a long time, occasionally touching his body to hers
as before, pressing against her breasts to make her scream down his throat. At
last he stepped back from her, his own breathing none too steady now.
Lisa was sobbing and gasping with agony. "Please. Take them out," she
babbled. "Please. Please take them out. God it hurts. Oh Christ it hurts.
Please. Please take them out. Please."
"Poor suffering Lisa," David said.
"Put the others in," Avery said. Lisa screamed.
"Look at her," David said, reaching out to touch the twisting body. "I
have to have her, Avery. Right now."
"With the needles still in her?" Avery said, his eyes gleaming.
"Yes."
"No!" Lisa shrieked. "Oh god, no, don't... please no, please no, please,
please, I'll do anything..."
"Lisa," David said. "You remember I said I'd like to have you suck my
cock for me?"
Lisa moaned.
"If you do that for me, Lisa, and do it really well, then I'll take the
needles out. All right?"
"Oh god... take them out... now... please..."
"No, Lisa. Afterwards. If you do it well. If you give me the best
sucking I've ever had. Then I will. All right, Lisa?"
"Yes..."
"Avery," David said. "Get her down from there for now."
Avery cut the rope connecting Lisa's bound wrists and ankles. When he
did, the girl immediately fell forward, tumbling off the bed to the floor, where
she lay twisting and writhing, her wrists still lashed behind her, her ankles
tied together.
"That's fine," David said. "Leave her like that. Lisa, get on your
knees."
Slowly, awkwardly, every movement adding to the terrible agony of the
needles in her breasts, the girl managed with great difficulty to get herself
into a kneeling position. David now began to take off his clothes, his eyes on
the crying, keening, shuddering girl. Naked, he stepped up to her, his cock
large and throbbing with lust.
"Do it, Lisa," David said. "Be a good little cock-sucker, Lisa baby.
Open up."
Lisa opened her mouth and took his cock into it. Still sobbing and
groaning loudly with pain, she began to suck him.
"That's nice, Lisa," David said hoarsely. "That's good. Nice and slow,
Lisa, that's right. I know you're hurting, Lisa baby, I know you can hardly keep
from screaming, and it's so nice. It makes it so nice for me, Lisa. Keep it up,
now. Take it deep, Lisa. All the way, that's the girl. Lick it too, Lisa. Let me
feel your tongue. That's it. Oh, that's so sweet. Oh, you fine little suffering
cock-sucker, you. So good. You hurting little thing, you sweet... aching...
pain-wracked little thing..."
"You said you wanted to come in her face, David, remember?" Avery said.
"Oh yes," David panted. "I remember. I'm going to do that all right. You
hear that, Lisa? I'm going to come all over your pretty little face, just like I
said. And then... Oh yes, do it, Lisa, it's so beautiful..."
The kneeling girl was trying to control herself, but she couldn't hold
back the cries and howls of pain that she let out around his prick, couldn't
stop the agonized shuddering of her body or the gasping sobs that transmitted
themselves to the fleshy rod in her mouth; but still she sucked him, steadily
and deeply, her desperate obedience adding immeasurably to his pleasure. At
last, with a great groan, David pulled himself out of her mouth, reaching down
to grasp her hair again, holding it cruelly so that she couldn't move away from
him, and shot jet after jet of spurting gism directly into her face. The stuff
shot into her eyes, up her nose, over her lips, her cheeks, her forehead, her
hair, until it seemed as if it would never stop. The white viscous liquid
dribbled down her face and dripped from her chin.
"Wonderful!" Avery cried. "Fabulous! My turn now!"
"No! Take them out!" Lisa screamed. "Please god take them out now!"
David smiled at her. "As soon as you do that for your brother, Lisa," he
said as the girl collapsed, sobbing, to the floor. "Then I'll take them out. For
a while."
