CHAINED, TORTURED NUN
CHAPTER SIX
"Now, you wanna talk?"
Sister Mary Katherine blinked her eyes open, feeling as if she had just returned
from another world. The current had knocked her temporarily out and for a moment
the attractive nun thought she had died and was in hell.
Surely, this would be her hell-bound forever to a table like this, tortured by
sadistic demons, her flesh ripped from her body only to be grown again for more
punishment. Her mind reeled at the possibility as she found herself staring in
horror at Jack.
"W-what?"
"I said, do you wanna talk or am I gonna have to fry you again?"
It was these two men, her demons, her own private hell. She wasn't dead after
all. Her brother! Money! The thoughts all troubled together. As her senses
reurned, Sister Mary Katherine once again felt the tug of the wires against her
nipples and cunt. The worming, cold sensation in her shitter reminded the nun of
the piece of metal skewered in her butt.
"No! Oh God, stop this!"
Arching her back, the nun became hysterical, her wailing cries deafening all
those around her. She shook her body against the wires, making the black cords
jiggle against her body. The teeth of those horrible clamps seemed to chew more
painfully into her flesh than before! Sister Mary Katherine became more and more
irrational.
"Christ, give 'er the juice so we can get some peace!" Joe shouted over the
nun's desperate cries.
From behind another door, the other nuns could be heard calling out, beating
their fists against the wood.
"Now," Jack said, his voice hardening, "we're gonna get rough."
Sister Mary Katherine jerked her head around, her teeth gripping the rubber
wedge as she watched those needles pulsing once again behind the volume
indicator. Jack was fiddling with the power knob and once again the itchy,
warming sensation washed through her body. Sister Mary Katherine squirmed, her
butt hanging down from the bench, her fingers curling back.
Rivulets of perspiration trickled from under her arms, streaking the flesh
around her ribcage while goosepimples erupted around her inner thighs. She was
waiting, waiting for that painful surge of current to pitch her backward into
her own private hell.
Jack twisted the knob up a little more, the electricity making her cunt itch and
her nipples throb. That wire up her ass seemed to be moving again, sliding up
into her shitter as if it were alive! Sister Mary Katherine let out a groan from
behind the wedge, working her ass up, feeling her spine starting to ache from
her awkward position. Jack switched the knob one notch higher.
"Yaghhhfhfhhfffff!"
The woman's eyes bugged out of her head, her forehead wrinkling while her short
hair splashed around the wooden bench. Jack grinned, watching her nostrils
flaring while her pupils dilated from the surge of current.
"You dig this, don'tcha? You ain't gonna tell us where the money is even if you
know. Man, we oughtta put this one ina closet all by herself and not touch 'er.
That'd be a hell for this cunt!"
Joe smirked, spitting into the nun's face.
"She can't take all we throw at 'er for long. She's gonna break down," he said,
switching the dial up a little more while rubbing his crotch. "And when she
does, we're gonna be rich."
Sister Mary Katherine nearly retched, feeling Joe's saliva running down her
cheeks. This suffering and humiliation were beyond endurance! She would have
spit back if she could have, forgetting all about the blessed tenets of the
church. But the wedge and the rushing current tearing the flesh from her bones
kept her from doing it.
"Unfnnfnfnfnnfnfffff!"
Her joints began to ache while the marrow in her bones seemed to cook under this
new onslaught of electricity. Her body was shivering now, tugging crazily at the
bonds, her flesh seething with current as the generator hummed and ground behind
her.
"I don't think we ever had it this high," Joe mused, checking the volume knob.
"We ain't never had a hot pussy like this either," Jack answered, twisting the
dial up two notches and sending Sister Mary Katherine back into her hell.
But this time the nun didn't lose consciousness. She stayed awake, her tits
jumping, her nipples swollen until she thought they would burst. The current was
making her brain rattle around her head like a loose bolt while her teeth ached
down to their roots. Her clit was bursting again and again, her cunt racked with
a series of orgasmic explosions.
But, strangely, none of this was totally satisfying. The current kept her final
cum, her major climax, away. Struggling up against that barrier as if she were
climbing wall, Sister Mary Katherine jerked her hips from side to side, swinging
her thighs as if they were a sifter as she did all she could to bring herself
off.
"YaghghThhfhThThffffff!"
It was as if hundreds of beasts were stalking about inside her, gnawing at her
flesh, tearing her tendons, ligarnents and muscles from her bones while she
climaxed again and again. The nun bit down on the rubber wedge as if she might
tear it in two, her cries choked behind the saliva that bubbled and boiled in
her throat. She heaved up and down, rolling her hips, her body threatening to
catch fire from the rushing current.
"Mmmfmmfmfmff . . nnnnnoooooojhhhhh!"
Sister Mary Katherine screamed, the searing, dizzying agony making her body
shake. There were times when she thought she could smell her flesh burning. Her
lungs filled with air once more as the woman of God let out another bellow.
Bawling and begging through the gag, Sister Mary Katherine jerked straight, her
back stiffening, her bones feeling brittle, as if they might shatter like glass!
"Man, she can't take much more,' Joe said, scratching his chin.
"She's gonna!"
Jack turned the dial all the way and Sister Mary Katherine was hit with the
force of a crashing jet. She coughed and choked, screaming in between the
gaggling spasms. Her lips were purple, diamonds of spittle standing out on her
lips. The pain inside her was enormous. She was certain she would be nothing
more than a bleeding wreck after the switch had been turned off. Her climax
continued, juice splat- tering her itching thighs. The smell of burned flesh was
an overpowering aphrodisiac.
"Man, she's still goin'!" Jack said.
As she shuddered and jerked violently against her restraints, the young nun
rolled and pitched against the bench. Faintly in the background, through the
buzzing in her head, she could hear the other sisters screaming out in sympathy
to her. But even they didn't matter. She was going to die. Her face was a blur.
Her body writhed and bounced, threatening to rip free of the thongs.
"Yaghghhghghghhfffffff!"
Jack couldn't stand it any longer. He shut down the machine with a rapid
movement of his hand, reaching down and tearing the clamps from her tits, cunt,
lip and face. Sister Mary Katherine continued to jerk about, sobbing, feeling as
if the current were still streaming through her body, cooking her flesh.
"Bitch!
Reaching in, Jack pulled out the gag, tossing it in the corner. Sister Mary
Katherine assailed him suddenly with a torrent of filthy curses, the swearing
interrupted by shouts of her pent-up frustration.
Jack slapped her twice to calm her sobs and tremors erupted in her cunt and
belly. The raging climax that had been unnaturally stroked by the electricity
was calming now, but Sister Mary Katherine was certain this awful man would take
care of hat.
"Get upstairs and get yourself another beer," Jack said with a sharp nod toward
the stairs. "I wanna fuck this number alone."
"Hey, man, partners, remember? Fifty-fifty, and that includes pussy like the
money."
Jack snarled, looking at Joe sideways. Then he sighed, shrugging and slapping
Sister Mary Katherine once more across the face.
"Okay, man, we both have 'er now. Get the bitch down from there and let's haul
'er over to the chains. Gonna rope and hog-tie the slut then pull them other
cunts in to watch."
Sister Mary Katherine felt the thongs slipping from her ankles and wrists and
she tried calming herself. With the current off, her senses began coming back to
her. The pain that had ripped through her body was gone, leaving her exhausted,
defeated. But these men weren't going to leave her alone. The more she begged
them.for mercy, the more they intended to hurt her.
Jack pulled her along, grabbing her by the shoulders and forcing her down on a
small square rug positioned between two long sets of chains. Joe snapped the dog
collar tightly around her throat, the black leather pressing a little tightly
against her windpipe. Sister Mary Katherine raised her chin, swallowing
tentatively, making sure she could still breath.
"This'll keep 'er in place till we get the frame ready," Jack said, snapping
first one set, then the other on either side of her collar.
The chains were short enough to keep the nun's chin close to the floor. She had
to lean forward, her tits pillowing against her knees, her ass pointed in the
air. While Jack walked toward the door behind which the other nuns wailed, - Joe
began pressing the toe of his boot up against her asshole. When he kicked her
hard, nearly shattering her tail bone, the nun pitched forward, slamming her
forehead against the concrete floor.
"Inside! See what a good nun this little slut is?"
The other nuns came in with the exception of Sister Dominic. Raising her head
just a little from the- floor, Sister Mary Katherine could se the others. They
were naked and the men lined them up along the wall.
"Come on, move it."
The nuns shuffled forward a little more, tears streaking their white cheeks.
They were all young and slim and they all eyed Sister Mary Katherine, half in
shock, half in horror.
"This bitch over here," Jack began, making the young nuns gasp, "knows a helluva
lot. Money. That's all we want. You cunts ain't got any, we know that. But her
brother does. And we think. . . no, we 're fuckin' sure this one knows where it
is. Now, you tell us and they go. If not, your refusal's gonna cost 'em a lot
more."
"I told you . . ." Sister Mary Katherine gave up, tugging at the chains, hearing
them rattle against her head. But it was useless. What could she do?
Jack came back to her, tugging on the chains and jerking her head around,
forcing her this way and that, much to the sobbing horror of her sisters. She
was more ashamed than ever at that point.
"Now, we'll show you what'll happen to each of you if this cunt doesn't come
through."
Releasing her from the floor chains, Jack jerked her up, pushing her backward.
Sister Mary Katherine could hardly stand. The electricity had sapped her of so
much strength.
"You'll enjoy yourself with this one, bitch!" Jack said, pushing her toward the
double frame device.
Sister Mary Katherine pushed the hair from her eyes. The bottom frame was
elevated slightly, with slim brown leather thongs tied to the corners of the
twin boards. The other nuns began sobbing more loudly as she approached the
device. They prayed as her hands were tied to the corners of the headboard.
"Get 'er feet," Jack growled.
Joe was rough, purposely rubbing the thongs harshly against her flesh until the
nun thought he would cut right through the bone! Clenching her teeth, she
endured the pain of the leather as the big stud secured her legs to the strange
device. Her arms stretched high over her head, the muscles twisted and knotted
against one another as she curled her toes against the wood at the bottom. Her
ass sagged back a little, provoking Jack to slap it twice, the cracking sound
sending the nuns into a chorus of high wails.
"Shut the fuck up or I'll get one of you on this thing!" he snapped.
They quieted immediately, their eyes filled with tears as they watched. Sister
Mary Katherine felt her heart thudding hard now, the blood rushing through her
veins. Something was going to happen to her, something grotesque, and it was
going to happen in front of all these women!
She smiled, turning her head away from the sisters to keep them from seeing her
perverse delight.
The frame moved, her feet rising until her head was lower than her ass. The
other nuns glanced up again, their lips trembling and tears spilling. Sister
Mary Katherine felt the blood rush to her head while her full, plump asscheeks
rubbed against the gnarled wooden footboard. She sighed, feeling the cool wood
against her flesh.
Jack approached her, watching as tiny splinters scratched her ass. The resulting
sensation was so sensual that her asshole winked shut while a tingle raced up
and down her thighs. The sharp pieces of wood were acting like aphrodisiacs now
and she rubbed her body against them, stroking the fire in her cunt. "Uhhh!"
"The little whore can hardly wait,'Jack said laughing as he watched the nun's
gyrations. "She wants a cock . . . that's right, ladies, a cock, something
hanging here right between my legs."
Jack grabbed a fistful of his cockmeat through his Levi's and rubbed it
obscenely against his body. The nuns wailed, covering their eyes in horror.
"Stop it! Stop tormenting them!" Sister Mary Katherine wailed.
"What they're suffering's nothin' compared to what you're gonna get."
She knew he was going to fuck her, she knew it from the way his cock was tenting
up the front of his trousers. There would be pain. There would be degradation.
But in the end, Sister Mary Katherine knew that Jack would stick his prickmeat
into her cunt, his tearing actions finally putting out her fire. Yes, yes, his
violence excited her more-even as her hatred for him grew.
But it soon became apparent he wasn't after her cunt. Reaching down, he unzipped
his Levi's pushing the halves apart then shoving the jeans to his knees. His
fat, thickly veined prick sprang up, jutting out like a spear, the meaty head
purple with blood.
The nuns gasped, some of them frightened to the point of paralysis. Some of the
sisters prayed fervently as Jack reached the frame, bobbing his cock in front of
Sister Mary Katherine's face. The young nun twisted her head away, afraid to
give herself away to the rest of her order. She bobbed her ass up and down, the
movements making her clit spark that much harder.
"Make a show for these sluts. Move around and you might get hurt less later,"
Jack said in a low voice, stroking his cockmeat slowly with one hand.
There was nothing she wouldn't do the nun reallzed, for the sensation of a stiff
hot cock up her cunt. His hands gripped the frame, moving it around until her
legs were up in the air, her hair fanned out against the concrete floor. The
footboard rattled, the frame shaking while the nuns cried out in a single,
high-pitched voice. He was holding her knees, pressing her back until his cock
slid up between the white, round halves of her ass.
In a flash Sister Mary Katherine realized that the stud was going to fuck her in
the ass! She had heard whispered stories about sodomy, the forbidden practice of
anal sex. Those tales had made her shudder with revulsion, marveling that anyone
could practice that abomination. Now there she was, trapped, forced to submit to
this horror! The young nun wailed, thrashing against the frame.
"Good, baby, good, that's just what I want," he muttered, his fingers gripping
her while his prick jabbed blindly against her asscheeks.
The other sisters screamed in sympathy, watching with rounded, tear-stained eyes
as Sister Mary Katherine was about to be fucked in the ass!
