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Suddenly the hatred that was building between us had vanished and we were again
a team. We ran to the car hoping they left the keys in it but no such luck. We
looked around quietly trying to find out where the men went so we knew which way
to run. We walked around the house and slowly approached the shed. We walked
around the back and saw a window. We tried to peek through the window but is was
covered on the inside. We could hear the men inside and decided to take off
while we had the chance. Our only hope was that we could find someone before
night. We wanted to try to find some of our clothes and headed back to the
house. As we walked around the corner of the shed, 2 of the men were waiting for
us. They grabbed us and dragged us into the shed or what we thought was a shed.
It looked like a shed from the outside but on the inside it was a torture
chamber. As soon as Julie saw it she started crying and begging them not to kill
us. One of them slapped her face and told her to stop but she didn't. He picked
up a ball gag and put it in her mouth and tied it tight. Then he put one on me.
"Now we will give you sluts something to really scream about." he said. They
pushed us down on the floor in the center of the room and lowered 2 chains from
the ceiling. They put a spreader bar on each of us and hooked the chains to
them. They cranked the chains back up and we were both hanging upside down. Each
of the men picked up a flogger and they started beating us. Most of the beating
on our tits and pussys. They were laughing and telling us that we were their
slaves and that they were going to torture us more than they had ever tortured
any of the other sluts they brought there. They all abused us for quite a while
then one of the men went to the house and came back with the food we had made
for them. They took turns using us one at a time while the others eat. When they
finished eating, one of them said "Let the torture begin." I could see the fear
in Julie's eyes and I'm sure I had the same look in mine. Two of the men came
over to us and grabbed our tits. They each had ice cubes in their hands to make
our nipples hard. They turned us so we were facing each other and pushed us
close to each other and held us there. They put a nipple clip on my right nipple
and the other on Julie's left nipple with a short chain between them. They did
the same with our other nipples. They tightened the clips and I could feel the
teeth digging into my nipples. They let go of us and our nipples were stretched
out some much I thought my nipples were going to be ripped off. They all started
whipping and beating us again. Each time one of us got hit and moved from the
pain, it pulled hard on our nipples. They abused us like this until they got
bored. They all sat back and drank beer for a while. Watching us hanging from
the ceiling and trying not to move. One of them put his foot on my ass and gave
me a hard push. This made us start swinging around and pulled even harder on our
sore nipples. Each time the swinging slowed down, one of them would push on us
and make it start again. One of them took another set of clips and put them on
our clits and gave us a big push. The pain was so intense that I passed out. I
don't think I was out very long because they threw cold water on my face. I
looked at Julie and guessed she must have passed out too from the water on her
face. "It's no fun torturing you sluts if we can't watch you suffer." one of
them said. They took the clip off of your pussys and whipped them hard with
riding crops. Then they hooked some weights to the chains on the nipple clips
and our tits were pulled down hard. I felt a burning on my tits and looked up to
see 2 of the men standing over me dripping hot wax on them. Of course Julie was
getting the same treatment. They covered our tits with the hot wax but what hurt
the most was the metal nipples clips. The more they dripped on us the hotter the
metal got until it was burning our nipples. They moved up and started dripping
the wax on our pussys. Again the pain got so intense that I passed out.
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