Chapter 3
Breaking Trisha's Spirit
Trisha was left more or less alone for the next 6 days. The Police were
searching for the source of the pictures, which by now had made national news,
all inquiries led back to the mysterious stranger who was now safely in Los
Angeles.
Trisha had been forced to give Justin all the head he wanted as well as eat out
both Sharon and Alexis several times a day, other then a few slaps with the crop
however she hadn't been abused at all since the first day. The bruises on her
tits and ass had all but faded and her asshole was no longer swollen.
The girl awoke, tied to the table, and immediately began to cry, she had been
told repeatedly her reprieve from abuse would end today. A quick look around the
basement confirmed her fears. A new coil of rope was by the door and several
whips and a couple canes were lain out on the benches.
She laid there for nearly an hour, dreading what would happen to her. Justin,
Alexis and Sharon came down the stairs. Trisha begged them with her eyes as the
approached, but found only sadistic glee in return. Sharon carried a large bag
of camera equipment and Justin had brought a tripod which he quickly set up near
the center of the room mounting a small high tech video camera on top of it.
Trisha began to panic when she saw the device Justin brought down the stairs
next. A massive spiked hard plastic dildo was mounted on a sturdy wooden tripod.
Leather restraints attached at the bottom. "O my god, that thing will kill me"
she thought. The dildo was much thicker than Justin's cock, and that had nearly
driven her out of her mind with pain when he fucked it into her precious body.
Justin looked into the eyes of his victim just as she was beginning to cry. He
kept his eyes locked on hers as he moved the dildo down to the mouth of her tiny
pussy, holding it there while the camera caught the contrasting sizes of the
giant plastic cock and the small pink opening. Sharon took the camera off the
tripod and moved on for a closer shot as Justin twisted the pushed the head of
the dildo between the crying girls pink cunt lips.
Trisha felt like she was being torn apart as the hard unyielding head of the
dildo forced its way inside her, she thrashed around on the table as Sharon
recorded every expression on her face and panned back to capture the horrible
rape.
"Nooooo, please, ill do anything, please just fuck me, take it out! Please take
it out!" she screamed as he twisted and pushed the dildo further inside her.
"Ohhhhhhhh Gooooooddd Nooooo!" The dildo filled her up to the breaking point
while the hard spikes scoured her tender insides. Her body jerked and spasmed
uncontrollably as Justin began sawing the dildo into her with a twisting motion,
moving farther and farther insider her with each stroke.
Sharon recorded the glassy-eyed panic on the girls face as well as the
continuing screams and pleas for mercy, moving the camera to the young girls
taunt belly where the dildo could be seen underneath the skin as it bulged up,
you could even make out the spikes as they pushed her insides up.
Trisha felt like she was going to pass out as the brutal rape continued, she was
drooling and sobbing, begging Justin to stop, but he just looked into her eyes
and continued to saw the hard piece of plastic in and out of her young body,
when he finally got it all the way up her cunt, he began to move it in and out
faster. The pain was intense, even more so was the feeling of fullness and the
rough knobs scraping along the tender silken walls of her cunt. She kept
spasming and quivering lewdly as he raped her. After about 15 minutes of
excruciating torture he took the dildo out, but her body kept shaking and
spasming, Sharon make sure to get plenty of film of her raw gaping pussy.
Alexis went and retrieved a small, wicked looking quirt and the extra coil of
rope. They quickly untied her hands which up to now had been tied above her head
, pulling her arms down they yanked and stretched her arms uncomfortably under
the table, forcing her tits up and arching her back, binding her wrists as close
together as they could get them under the table. They then bound her waist to
the table with a length of rope using it like a belt and running it under the
table as well, , while her chest was thrust up, she couldn't mover her hips up
to take off any of the pressure off. They then tied her legs far apart and bent
at the knees to the holes at the side of the table.
The camera panned up the girls legs, stopping briefly at her tortured cunt
before moving up to her upthrust tits and pain-filled face, the camera zoomed in
on the face until it filled the scene, the sound of the quirt falling could be
heard as well as Trisha's screams although watching the video you could not see
where the quirt was falling. The looks on the pixie like face of Trisha were
incredible, the agony each time the quirt struck, which built for a few moments
as the pain sank in, the terror as her eyes followed the quirt off camera as it
came down, the pleading tear-streaked eyes, the screaming mouth....it was to
become the stuff of legend.
Justin lashed the girls tits with hard brutal strokes, giving each a good time
to set in and letting the girl recover a bit so that Sharon could catch her
plea's on camera when she could stop screaming and sobbing, each stroke left a
thin, raised blood-red welt on the small pale breasts of the young girl. Justin
took his time, enjoying the methodical painting of her pert little tits with
agony.
Sharon finally panned the camera down to the screaming girls chest, zooming out
some to keep her face in the shot, the effect was great, from the tops of her
tits to about an inch above her nipples the skin was a large red-purple welt.
The crop came down again on the top most part of the welted area as the now
hoarse scream of the girl rang out again, her eyes looked magnificent! Filled
with wild panic and pain, Sharon thought she had never seen anything quite like
it. The girl had lost all hope of being released from the pain, that was obvious
from the look on her face, she was lost in the pain and violation of both her
brutal rape and the vicious whipping. The crop fell like clockwork every few
moments, slowly painting a solid wall of welting down the bouncing upthrust tits
until he got to right above the nipples, of each breast, striking one, then the
other breast as she screamed and wailed in broken sobs. He then began below the
nipples, taking his time as the white skin of the undersides of her tits was
centimeter by centimeter turned into a solid purple welt with the camera
capturing the expressions on the young teens agonized face.
Sharon was amazed that the girl had not passed out yet, her tits were nearly
entirely purple bruised welts, they had swollen quite a bit larger then they
normally were. The quirt finally reached the tender under-area where her tits
met her ribcage. Justin spent a long time lashing her there until the skin broke
a bit. He then finished up by lashing the girls small nipples.
Trisha was mad with pain already, when he started with her nipples she knew she
could not stand it long, her vision was already swimming, when he was lashing
her tits she prayed to pass out, but he always gave enough time to recover so
that didn't happen, she could count inside her head for awhile to wait for the
next stroke and prepare somewhat, then she became completely lost. She could
still feel the pain in her ravaged cunt and the agony of her tits was worse she
thought because of the long methodical way he was doing it. All that changed
when he started on her nipples, striking one and then the other, quickly
building up speed until he was lashing at her small buds without pause. She felt
her world slide off to the side and go black.
Justin kept the quirt falling on her nipples till she passed out then stopped.
Trisha spent the next week locked in the master bedroom of the house, Justin had
placed safety bars on the window a few year earlier after a break-in and it had
its own bathroom. They had little need to worry about her trying to get away
though, after her last experience something inside her had broke. It would be
weeks before the bruises and swelling on her chest faded, but her mind and
spirit would take far longer to heal , if ever. Except for bringing her food and
water, which they had to threaten her into eating, they had agreed to leave her
mostly alone physically. Still they spent much of each day in the room with her,
telling her what a slut she was and having her down all fours with her pert ass
up in the air while one of them fingered her asshole or gave her a few swats on
her jutting little rear. The terror of when they would return to abusing her
filled her mind and paralyzed her, she knew they would not wait too long.
The Video was copied off and sent to those who had most enjoyed the pictures as
well as people Justin knew in New York, Los Angeles, Denver and Cincinnati. The
tape was destined to become an underground favorite, the shots of Trisha's face
in such agony would even be used on a Nightline special on Rape in America.
Once again they waited for the bruising and swelling to fade before torturing
the girl again, during the two weeks it took for her body to heal completely and
her mind to recover somewhat from the shock, the three kidnappers continued the
modification of Justin's house. The large room had been set up as the new center
for Trisha's abuse, eyehooks had been placed into studs along the ceiling, floor
and walls, a modified wooden sawhorse had been bolted to the floor, all the
whips had been hung on the walls, assorted equipment brought in as well and the
window was blacked out with heavy cloth. They didn't have to worry too much
about the noise, the outer walls were made of brick.
The young girl knew more or less what was coming as soon as they led her out to
the room, she began to cry immediately. Far from becoming sensitized to the
abuse, the long waits before each session built up her fear and loathing to peak
levels.
Justin attached handcuffs to her wrists and leg cuffs between her legs to limit
her movement.
"Get on your hands and knees little cunt" Alexis snarled. The three of them
waited expectantly while the girl decided what to do, you could almost see the
self-loathing take her over as she got down on all fours. The group laughed and
sat down in opposite corners of the room. There was no reason to rush things
anymore, the girls spirit had been broken. Sharon who was sitting closest to the
wall with the whips grabbed a long buggy whip for herself and threw a Justin a
light singletail whip and a very long lunge whip for Alexis.
Trisha felt completely lost as Alexis ordered her to crawl slowly around the
room with her ass up in the air. She began to move slowly as Sharon whipped the
buggy whip across the back of her thighs bringing out a sharp squeal and raising
a nice welt. "Get moving slut" Sharon barked at her. " Your gonna get beat
everytime you stop without permission bitch" she snarled. The young teen began
to crawl on the floor
The three of them joked and kicked back while the girl crawled around the room,
making a path around the pieces of furniture, as soon as she lowered her ass
somewhat three whips sang out to kiss her perfectly round ass.
"AHHHIIIIIIEEEEEE" Nooooooo!!!!!!" she rolled on to her back.
"Get back to crawling " Justin commanded as he snapped the singletail just above
her breasts.
She quickly got on her hands and knees again and started moving around the room,
she sobbed and cried as they mocked her and snapped their whips in the air
around her. Each time the crack of a whip went off she cringed and shook. After
a few minutes she got herself into a corner and had to turn around, Alexis
rained 5 strokes on her shoulders and back before she could get turned around
and start moving again. She was crying so hard he couldn't see when she came up
to a chair leg and stopped. Justin aimed the evil singletail at one of her small
hanging tits and popped it, catching her perfectly on the sensitive nipple.
Trisha rolled to her back and screamed. Alexis stood up and lashed her legs
while the shaking girl tried to right herself, each time she tried Alexis lashed
her legs making her fall back again. When she finally was able to Justin got
behind her and undid his pants.
Trisha started sobbing in a broken surrender as she felt him press his cock at
her poor asshole. He steadily forced his cock up her upturned perfect little
stripped ass. The young girls shitter spasmed and convulsed in agony as she was
stretched and violated again by his thick cock. She could hear the girls
laughing at her but the sounds were distant, all she could think of was the pain
and the humiliation of what she had become, nothing but a gutterslut to be
assraped for the sick amusement of these sadistic bastards. Justin was grabbing
onto her small hips and forcing her ass up and back while pushing her chest down
into the carpet, forcing inch after inch of himself into her tight little ass,
pulling out a little and then thrusting forward as he pulls her towards him.
"NoooooooooPllllllleeeeeeNNnooooooooooooSttoooppppppp!!!" she pleaded. She knew
it was useless but her mind wouldnt let her stop trying to do anything she could
to stop the cramping overfull stretching of her tiny little ass. Her body
thrashed side to side as far as she could go, which in truth only added to the
brutal raping of her ass, but she couldnt stop.
"Please no more! Your killing me!!! Please make it stop"!!!!!!" She sobbed and
yelled as he steadily sodomized her. The dreadful terror and loathing that had
haunted her the past nights filled her up along with his cock. He countinued
fucking his cock up her ass for what seemed like forever, twisting and
stretching her shitter ervyway he could, keeping her agony alive. He finally
pulled ou, her ass was in such agony she couldn't even tell if he came or not.
Her senses slowly started to return to her, she realized she was no longer being
held, but her ass was still high in the air with her asshole stretched obscenely
open. Justin and the girls sat down and made her continue walking on her hands
and knees around the room, she was unable to move very fast, her asshole felt
torn open and reamed out with a steel brush, every move hurt. She twitched and
jerked each time a lash would fall on her to urge her on, after awhile they
stopped even looking for an excuse to whip her and just lashed at her sexy body
anytime they wanted, making a lazy afternon of sitting around the room watching
the degraded young girl crawl aimlessly around the room as they whipped her
pretty ass and back, sometimes getting one of her small swaying tits as they
hung down. They let her crawl for hours, not caring how tired she got or how
hungry if she wated to drink they had her lap water from the cat bowl.
She spent a long while being made to lick the girls cunts while they twisted her
nipples and slapped her small tits until they came. Each time she thought she
was done the other girl would order her to crawl over and do it again. All
throughout they had her arch her back and keep her little ass high in the air.
After awhile Sharon and Alexis started spitting on her, seeing who could call
where they would hit. They made her kneel up facing them while they spit at her
face. She was beyond refusing anything they wanted, they had taught her that
they would do it anyway, she would simply be tied up and forced to take it. They
had her thrust her chest out while they spit on her tits then practiced hitting
her nipples, she cried and jerked when she was hit but managed to stay on her
knees, even when Sharon missed and lashed the side of her face.
They finally had to remove the leg cuffs and tie her legs apart with some rope
though when Justin wanted to practice popping the light singletail whip on her
pussy. She cried and pleaded, but still spread her legs as far as she could when
they told her to so they could tie them off to chair legs, Alexis and Sharon sat
in the chairs to give them more weight and get a good view, he tried to pop the
whip as closeas he could to the mouth of her open pussy without hitting her, he
was actually pretty good, only striking her pussy a half dozen times.
She wasn't sure which was worse, the searing pain everytime he snapped her open
pussy or the terror of being forced to lie there with her legs wide open and her
poor little pussy exposed to the cracking whip that snapped centimeters from her
time after time making her jump as the two girls cackled and placed bets as to
whether he would hit her pussy or maybe just brush the fine hairs framing her
thin slit.
After about a half hour they tired of that game and decided to untie her legs
and remove the handcuffs from her. The doors out of the house required a key to
exit, even from the inside and most all the windows had bars on them, at least
any window someone could fit through, still she didn't try to run, she couldn't,
her will was lost.
. The young girl never seemed to tire of crying, she had wept all day and into
the night, they thought it was adorable! Her body sported several long lashmarks
all over it, with a slightly heavier concentration on her tits and ass and along
the inside of her thighs, she even wore a fiery welt along the side of her cute
face where Alexis had struck her.
Justin disappeared into the kitchen for awhile to make dinner while the two
girls delighted in humiliating her further. "Come here little slut" Alexis
ordered. When she crawled over to her, Alexis started playing with her nipples,
roughly tweaking them and pinching them as Trisha moaned and sobbed, Sharon
joined in grabbing her left tit while Alexis worked on her right tit. The two
them made a competition of pulling her towards them in a game of tug of war with
her nipples, pulling her back and forth, occasionally one of them would use her
other hand to slap her across her sprite like face. "O good little girl, come
here, come here" Sharon crooned as she pulled on her nipple. "Lift your face up,
a little higher, that's it..." SLAPPPPP!!!!!! "Ohhh that was so nice, come on
one more time little slut, come here, lift. Lift". SSSSLLLAAPPPP!
Trisha was jerked between them, trying to do anything she could to please them
and make the torment and violence stop, but it only seemed to get worse. Finally
Alexis left go of her side, leaving her to Sharon for awhile.. Sharon made her
keep her head up while she slapped her face a dozen more time, even had her
count them out, then delivered two dozen slaps to her tits while she counted
those too. Alexis returned with a vicious looking pair of home-made nipple
clamps. Two curving metal plates attached together with a pin and a very strong
spring made each clamp, they lacked the professionally made look of the clamps
you could find in adult shops, but served a purpose most of those did not, these
were meant as heavy crushing implements of torture, not simple sexual aids.
"Get your chest out again" Alexis barked, sick of being outdone by Sharon she
slapped Trisha hard on her tits for a good five minutes straight while the
little brunette wailed and sobbed, she may have stopped sooner but the little
bitch made the mistake of trying to cover her tits with her arms, after she was
done and calmed down a bit, she moved a clamp over the poor girls already sore
and battered nipple and let it unceremoniously shut close.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG" Get it off me! Get it off! ITS
DESTROYING MY BOOBIE!!!!! She wailed, it felt like her nipple was crushed beyond
repair, Sharon had to hold her hands behind her back to stop her from clawing
the evil clamp off, Sharon was laughing like a madwoman while trying to hold her
still enough for Alexis to get the other clamp on. Finally Alexis got the other
clamp over her other nipple and let go as Trisha wild again, the little teen
seemed to become even more sensitive to the pain and abuse. "Get them off
Pleassssssee! Ill do anything O god get them off! You can fuck my ass again with
a dildo please!!!!!!!!!!! Take them off they are ruining me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't do this please!!!!!!!!!!!!" She begged.
Sharon handcuffed the struggling girl behind her back and then let her go so
they could watch her rolling around on the carpet trying to get the large clamps
off her, Alexis straddled her body and flicked at the clamps with her finger
causing the young teen even more pain. Sharon took the opportunity to hold the
Trisha's legs open and fuck her toes into the girls little pussy, she was amazed
to find Trisha dripping wet. "Look the little sluts enjoying it all! Justins
gonna be pissed, he wanted one who wasnt into it". Sharon said while looking
down and shaking her head.
Sometime during her torture Trisha's body was beginning to respond, she didn't
know why, she hated everything that was happening to her, the abuse was
horrible, she sobbed even more thinking about what they had made her into.
"Hey Bitch, did we tell you to get wet?' Alexis screamed. "Hold her legs open,
dont you dare try and fight her either ! Its time to punish that little slutty
pussy, from now on if your getting excited without permission this is what your
gonna get." She yelled, picking up a thin strap. Trisha was till so obsessed
with the agony in her tits she was barely aware of what was happening until the
strap came down hard on her cunt mound. The strap fell time and time again on
her splayed open wet pussy, driving the girl into a frenzy, despite the warning
she tried with all her might to free her legs from Sharon's hands as the strap
split her pouting cunt. "Hit her harder, hit her harder" Sharon egg'd her on.
The strap came down even harder as the blond put all her might into each swing,
wanting to teach the teen a lesson. After a few dozen brutal strokes the beating
ceased. When they took the clamps off her nipples Trisha expected only ruined
crushed bits of flesh, but her nipples, though flattened temporarily were
intact.
Justin stopped the fun long enough to feed himself and his two cohorts, Trisha
would receive her dinner after they were done with her. While they ate the girl
thought about the creature she had become while she knelt under the kitchen
table licking and sucking on Justin's large cock, un-cared for except for the
pleasure they could wring painfully out of her small body. All she had become
was a straining crying slut to abuse and humiliate. She had lost any vestige of
hope or defiance left in her, lost in despair and shame all she could do was
survive the horrors they inflicted on her.
After dinner Justin provided a present to the two gleeful sadistic women , a
pair of strap on dildo-harnesses, each with a pair of dildos that could be fit
into each one. One fairly large plain dildo and a second slightly smaller spiked
dildo. The best part of the event was the reaction of Trisha to seeing the strap
on devices when Alexis and Sharon put them on. Sharon choose the larger while
Alexis choose the spiked dildo for her harness. Suddenly she was facing not one
rapng cock, but three.
Trisha crossed her arms over her abused tits and began to shake again as the
three of them approached her. She had no illusions about what was going to
happen to her, there was nothing she could do to stop it. She tried to go limp
and not give them a reaction but couldnt help herself as Sharon pushed her onto
her back and kicked her legs open.
"Please go slow, please, my pussy already hurts so much from everything, Ill do
whatever you want, please, I'm not fighting you! You don't have to hurt me!" She
pleaded weakly, knowing it would do no good.
Sharon kneeled between the teens open legs, taking the Dildo in her and, pumping
it a couple times to test the small probe on the harness that rubbed against her
clit everytime the dildo was pulled forward or back. "Don't you dare move while
I rape your prissy little cunt, I don't want you getting off on this like some
little slut either". She slammed the large cold plastic tool up the small girls
cunt in one vicious thrust.
Trisha screamed and tried to pull away, a few slaps across her face reminded her
to keep her place while Sharon reamed out her sore pussy with quick strong
strokes, pulling all the way out and slamming home each time. Sharon raped her
with the Dildo for a half hour, her cunt rubbed raw by the rough plastic, and
that was just the beginning of the evening
Alexis took her turn next, forcing the studded rod up Trisha's abused shitter.
"O Gooodddd, not again" she moaned, her asshole was already so sore, when the
piece of plastic fucked its way into her she thought her ass would be ruined,
but Alexis just fucked her anyway. Justin replaced Alexis in her ass while
Sharon slapped her hanging tits and spit in her face again, she soon lost track
of what was happening to her, she became lost in the void of pain and
degradation that would become her life.
Years later when she looked on the months she spent with them, she would always
breakdown and cry, even now with them long since dead and her cleared of any
responsibilty in the killings, she could never sleep at night without waking up
screaming.
Alebeard
