THE SHARK AND SEAL – TOURISTS IN HELL
Ch. 24 – Blonde’s Final Punishment
GARY
“We can’t have pretty-boy here getting bored,” Rex bellowed, noticing Sara’s boyfriend bent over the table, his wrists still tied behind his back. The naked, musclebound biker stalked over to his prey, yanking Marcus to his feet.
His pain-wracked eyes showed what I already suspected: the college student had no fight left in him. His nose wasn’t the only thing that the bikers had busted. He was broken, both mentally and physically.
“Let’s have you join my wife’s party over here, bitch-boy. You’re in for a real treat,” Rex growled. He proceeded to drag the young man over to the far side of the bar where Sasha still knelt in front of the tied-up and electrocuted fiancé. Sasha was still plunging her soft sex back to encase the fiancé’s drug-induced erection. The brunette’s pale body shook in time to another of Dmitri’s cruel engine revs.
“AAAYYYYY!!!!” Sasha and the fiancé both cried out at once in a terrible chorus of anguish even as their continued coupling created a diabolically arousing sight.
“Here, you get to watch things up-close, bitch-boy. Slide underneath and watch my wife fuck your friend. Keep your mouth open and stick out your tongue and stay ready. Once he comes in my wife’s cunt, I want it dribbling out of her nasty snatch into your mouth and you’ll swallow every drop of your friend’s sperm. Understood?”
Sara’s boyfriend nodded, but that wasn’t good enough. Rex punched him in the stomach. He doubled over with a wheeze.
“I can’t hear you, bitch-boy…”
“Yes. Yes, I understand! I-I’ll swallow all of his cum,” the boyfriend squeaked out pitifully.
Rex now forced the young man to lay down face-up. He then pulled the pretty-boy by the shoulders along the floor until his head was just underneath where Sasha’s pussy slammed back to sheathe the fiancé’s shaft. Marcus dutifully stuck his tongue out, mouth wide open, waiting for the inevitable debasement. Meanwhile, Sasha’s slender figure continued to plunge back against Ricky’s pelvis. The fiancé grunted in time to her impalements on his helpless cock. A fresh revving of the motorcycle’s engine created another cacophony of pain as the two shouted. Dmitri smiled.
“Keep up the good work, Dmitri,” Rex boomed as he clapped his subordinate on the back and left him to continue his work.
By now it was getting late. It being late October, the Alaskan sunset hit by before 7pm, and now it was nearly midnight. The last batch of new truckers, hunters, and other assorted townies and riffraff had sauntered their way in by now. Some of the newcomers were shocked and surprised by the rape-orgy in progress, but in this backwater wilderness everyone knew everybody, and men (as well as ex-convicts) made up a disproportionate part of the population.
As I scanned the crowd and saw no signs of any other tourists, only regulars, I knew that tonight’s remaining patrons would keep their mouths shut about what they saw tonight. Even if some had an inclination not to, the Frost Demons’ reputation preceded them. No one wanted that kind of trouble. It was a simple cost-benefit analysis. If saving a complete stranger meant endangering your own family, well… let’s just stay that people were inclined to look the other way and mind their own business.
Hell, I was one of those. Perhaps a stab of guilt snuck through me now and then, but in the end I had a feeling I wouldn’t have too much trouble sleeping tonight.
“Boss, it looks like we’re down to the dregs here,” Rex’s second-in-command, Lem, shouted, waving his leader over. The lines on either side of the blonde had finally diminished. The blonde now had her final two ‘customers’ spit-roasting her as she lay tied face-down to the table. A tall, older man with a goatee and a bald head was pumping her pussy like a champ while a teenage boy not a day over 19 had his cock jammed between her lips.
“AHH!”
The teenage boy moaned, his body jerking as his cock emptied its load in Jamie’s mouth. The blonde cunt groaned what I could only assume was a sound filled with relief as she managed to swallow and then saw, for the first time, that no new men awaited their turn to stuff her face full of cock.
Rex stalked in front of her.
“Not bad, bitch. You really are a worthless collection of fuck-holes, but you did your job, I’ll give you that much.” He frowned, stroking his chin thoughtfully. “Maybe I’ve punished you enough for driving me off the road. What do you think?”
The girl’s agony-wracked visage looked up at him. An unspoken plea shot from her eyes even before she spoke.
“P-please… n-n—oo mmm-more,” she whimpered.
Rex pretended to think it over. I only knew that because the bastard was too cruel to dangle hope and not yank it back. It was as I’d thought all along, as soon as tonight’s depravities had begun to deepen – Rex was not letting this bitch survive the insult she’d done him… no fucking way.
“Nah, bitch. I have a better idea. There’s only one way you can make up what you did to me. You’re mine now. I’ll call you ‘Big Tits’ from now on because your big, suck-able melons are the most attractive part of you. From now on you’re just a piece of ass that serves my Frost Demons, nothing more. And you’ll continue to serve my men for as long as I decide to keep your worthless ass alive.” He paused, his eyes gleaming, “Which may not be all that much longer, to be honest.” He nodded at Dmitri and walked over. He whispered something in his ear. I wasn’t close enough to catch it.
Soon enough the entire bar knew Rex’s intent though. He and Dmitri walked over and loosened the bindings on the girl’s wrists just enough so that they could yank her up and have her breasts and nipples thrust out for enticing access. They then attached a gator clip from a fresh pair of electrodes to each of the blonde’s nipples.
“Please d-don’t! NOOOO!” the blonde wailed.
“It’s only fair that you get the same treatment as your dear fiancé,” Rex replied. He looked over the blonde’s prone body at the last patron, the goateed man still fucking her.
“Finish up, old man. You won’t want to be around for what comes next.”
Catching the gang leader’s meaning, the older man picked up the pace. Soon he was pummeling the blonde’s sex like a crazed beast, lunging into her again and again, fucking her with deep, bone-jarring strokes. Then he stilled inside her, groaning a plaintive sound of bliss and disappointment that the pleasure would soon be over. He ground himself against the girl’s backside for a few more seconds before pulling out and walking away. A torrent of seed streamed from her pussy to join the rest of the masculine muck pooled on the floor.
“Please you don’t have to do this! I’m sorry for what I did! I swear!!” the blonde said frantically.
“Bitch, it’s not about what I have to do – it’s about what I fucking want to do. And I want to see you suffer like never before.” He pointed at Lem, who was smoking a cigarette.
“Mind if I borrow that?”
The biker gang’s lieutenant handed it over. Rex turned and caught Dmitri’s attention from across the bar.
“Get ready, Dmitri. On my mark. Let’s see how much pain this bitch can take.”
The blonde’s frantic blue-gray eyes darted from Rex to the cigarette in his hand, to Dmitri, to the electrodes attached from the motorcycle to her tits, and then back again.
“Wh-wh-what are you going to do?” she squealed. “PLEASE don’t hurt me more! PLEASE!!”
But the vicious biker ignored her. He walked behind her around the table and proceeded to gently caress the smooth ass cheeks framing her torn butthole. “Looks like the men did a real number on your asshole, bitch.” Then he jammed his thumb into her blood-and-cum-encrusted, wax-spattered anus. The blonde stiffened and let out a piercing cry.
“AAAAYYYYYYYY!!! PLEASE!” she sobbed, “I can’t take anymore!!” Her body shook with fresh sobs. Those gator clips looked brutal biting the tips of her pebbled-up pink nipples.
Rex slapped the girl in the back of the head. “You can always take more, bitch. And now you WILL.” He looked out at the crowd, now almost hushed with anticipation. There were only the background sounds of petite babe fucking on yet another man’s lap and Sasha’s soft moaning.
“Let’s see if this bitch can handle fire and electricity all at once. Shall we, gentlemen?”
A boom of approval rose from every corner of my bar. If there was a bar with a lower, more sadistic class of patron than mine, I’d have been surprised to see it. Yet even I was spellbound now, just glued to the unfolding depravity. I couldn’t tear my gaze away as I watched Rex’s hand descend, with the lit cigarette, toward the blonde’s asshole. At the same time, I saw him nod to Dmitri and shout, “Let her have it!”
Two things happened at once. We all watched Rex withdraw his thumb and ram the lit stub of the cigarette right into the blonde’s anus. At exactly the same moment Dmitri revved the engine and sent a ruthless electric shock through the blonde’s sensitive nipples.
The effect was both immediate and decisive.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”
The blonde’s naked figure writhed on the table like a creature possessed. Her breasts shook as she stretched her bindings taut, so violently that she created instant rope burns along both her wrists. I was surprised the blonde’s screech hadn’t broken every glass in my bar too. Yet the scream cut off soon after. Her body sagged limp on the table all of a sudden. Rex stood back a moment to admire his handiwork. The girl’s head hung down, eyes closed. The cigarette stuck out of her ass like a tiny white flag of surrender.
Was the cunt passed out or dead? I couldn’t be sure.
END of CH. 24