Chapter 10
"Stop it, stop it! Oh God, you're hurting her!" Annette
cried.
But her pleas were drowned out by the roar of the crowd.
David had the cat in one hand, bringing it down with loud snapping
sounds. The young boy made certain the leather strands struck the
floor, the resulting sound resembling that of a pistol shot.
Betty scrambled back, her eyes fastened on the weapon.
David's cock strained in his pants. His fingers tightened.
Betty drew both hands to her lips, shaking her head as David
approached her.
"Please, don't do this. My daughter and I have suffered so
much. Don't do this to us."
It was a nightmare--the boys all standing around laughing at
her and this animal about to attack her. Betty glanced up,
staring at her daughter.
"Run, Mother! He'll hurt you with that thing if you don't
run."
Betty sobbed, still begging the boy to let her go. She was
looking wildly around for some way out. At least this time they
had kept the bonds off her. She slid back, her widened eyes
focused on the advancing boy. He gained on her, bringing the cat
down to within three inches of her left ear. The hissing sound of
the leather racing through the air terrified her.
Betty screamed, then wheeled about. Like an animal, on all
fours, she moved out of reach. Her tits hung down low, the tips
brushing the floor. Someone stretched out a hand and slapped her
hard on her ass. Betty squealed, losing her balance for the
moment and tumbling into a crumpled heap.
"Uhhhh, oh God, God, leave me alone. Don't do this to me!"
Betty slid back once more, her tits rising and falling on her
heaving chest. He was going to hit her with that, peel the flesh
from her bones with that terrible instrument. David approached as
he swung the cat over his head.
The knotted tips came down at her, chewing at the flesh along
her hips. Betty screamed. Her legs flew apart as she shot back,
her ass bouncing on the hard cold floor.
Annette twisted around on her ropes, straining from the bound
position she was in. She was turning around now, out of view of
what was going on with her mother.
The cat came down again as Betty scooted back, banging into
the left wall. Betty looked helplessly at the coach. Jack was
standing there with the others, his big arms folded as he watched
almost impassively. When the thongs tore through her left
asscheek, the woman let out another lively cry. An explosion of
stinging heat blew into her cunt, spreading to her belly.
Again the cat bit. Again the heat curled into her clit,
slicing into the sides of that tiny sex organ. The cat came down
again and again, streaking her white flesh with stripes of red.
Betty rolled onto her belly, stretching out her long thin
arms and pulling herself forward.
David followed, beating her lightly across the shoulders,
then concentrating on her jiggling ass. The boys howled with
approval, cheering David on as he pursued his hapless prey.
"Come on, David, come on and beat the snot out of her!"
someone shouted.
"Yeah, get that bitch goin'. Coach said she likes this kinda
shit!"
David brought the cat down across her asscrack, one of the
thongs biting into her shitter. The resulting shock of hot pain
made her eyes bulge out. Betty screamed, her legs and arms
jerking as if they had attached those dreadful electrified clamps
to her body again.
"Yeah, man, this is fuckin' fun," David said, stopping the
beating for a second and caressing the leather with both hands.
Betty cried, scrambling to her feet and running blindly
forward. She had to get out of here at any cost. Arms flailing
in front of her, the woman crashed into three young men.
"Hey, she's wantin' us all. Man, baby, you can take on three
studs?"
"Stop it! Get away from me!" Betty screamed as loudly as she
could, twisting about, pounding them with her fists.
They only laughed at her, their fingers pinching her flesh,
slapping her, hurting the areas already welted by the cat. David
stood by, watching one of his buddies grab Betty around the waist
and haul her from the floor.
One hand slipped down, two fingers fucking into her cunt.
Betty screamed again. She was hot, so hot from all the chasing,
all the beating she found her cuntal walls clamping down on his
fingers. The boy laughed, jamming yet another finger in and
twisting it about. That was too much for the excited woman to
stand. Her ass rubbing up against his crotch, Betty found herself
pissing on his hand.
"Damned slut!" he shouted at her, pulling the dirtied hand
out from her hole and sliding it to her face. "Here, suck on it.
Coach says you like to suck. That's just what you're gonna do
now!"
He was pushing the fingers down into her throat, making her
gag. The salty, pungent flavor of her piss made Betty sick to her
stomach. She could have bitten down on the offending hand. But
then God only knew what they would have done to her for revenge.
Instead, she remained as calm as she could, enduring this latest
humiliation. When he punched her in the ass, letting go, Betty
gripped her stomach and turned around, spitting onto the floor.
"Not bad, not bad," Coach Robinson said. "Hey, you, Frank,
you get 'er. You want 'er so bad with them fingers, you stick
your cock into her. You'll find she's fantastic."
"Yeah, fantastic." The boy named Frank pulled down his pants,
staring at her like a wolf.
Betty crawfished back, looking up again at her hanging
daughter. They were going to fuck her here, right in front of
Annette.
But there was little Betty could do to protect herself. She
could see the boy's prick standing up hard and rigid, his balls
tight against his crotch.
"Man, I ain't fucked in a long time. Coach here don't like
us screwin' around with girls before big games," Frank said,
sliding his hand over his seven-incher. "Now, he don't seem to
mind a little fun right away."
"This is a kind of treat--unexpected," Coach Robinson said.
"I expect you boys to remember this out on the playing field with
South High later."
Frank bent over and gave her a backhanded blow across the
mouth. Betty shuddered, the force of that blow snapping her head
back. He forced her over on her side.
"All the way over," Frank commanded.
Frank was acting like the others now, demanding, arrogant,
cruel. He forced her onto her face, placing one foot on her ass
and digging the toe into the sweaty asscrack. There was another
roar of approval. He was on top of her like some triumphant
warrior, digging his toe against her shitter, laughing at her she
moaned in defeat.
"Oh yeah, gonna go in the ass, maybe. Like that ass, real
nice round butt."
"No, don't do that to my mother! Oh, oh, what are you trying
to prove?" Annette screamed.
Betty could hear the girl crying out, shouting at the top of
her voice while Frank started mounting her.
He was fully on her now, his muscular weight crushing her.
His hands seemed to be everywhere. Betty felt herself choking.
She struggled under him, fighting to suck in air. She fought to
be free of his crushing weight. But nothing she did seemed to
help. Through the roaring in her head, she heard the sounds of
the boys standing around her. Frank was attacking her, beating
her, hitting her again and again with his fists. She could feel
his prick gouging along her asscrack, nearly touching her asshole.
He had already slipped his hands around her shoulders and was
kneading her tits cruelly when he came.
"Uhhhh ... man, too much!" he gasped.
He had been too anxious, sliding his cock back and forth in
her asscrack until he started shooting off against her flesh.
Betty groaned, feeling the hot sticky cum spraying over her
assflesh. At least, this time, there was little pain attached to
the climax.
"I ain't through yet. I got more!" Frank shouted, half out
of his mind with lust. Grabbing Betty by the shoulders, he
twisted her around, kicking her thighs apart, then fitting his
cockhead between her cuntlips. He grabbed her hips.
As he fucked his cock into her clenching cunt, his grip on
her hips tightened. He was bruising her flesh. Then he leaned
forward, sliding his hands up to her ribs, to her shoulders, and
finally to her throat. Betty cried out, stars exploding in front
of her eyes.
He was going wild, strangling her while fucking her at the
same time. It was the ultimate fuck. She raked his shoulders,
crying out as much as she could, hearing her daughter's shrieks of
horror. The pressure increased. His fingernails burrowed into
her throat as the savage heat of his cock increased to her cunt.
Fucked to death. This was going to be her end, fucked to death.
The pressure kept on. Betty felt her arms falling away while
her cries became weaker. There was a shattering sound. Someone
was shouting while the pressure suddenly stopped around her
throat.