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Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 01

By: FINC



The sun was about to set and made a fitting back drop to the blackened hole peppered house in front of them. It must have taken thousands of rounds in its old tired shell in this last hour and with the drought lasting as long as this first day of September they'd been lucky to get the ignited timber under control. Fortunately only a mere fraction of its imposing hulk lay burnt beyond recognition. 

The golden field was full of beer drinking good ole boys and NRA enthusiasts. It had been one hell of a fight and the local county law men were mightily relieved to have had them here; those guys packed some heavy duty firepower. Everyone knew what was a stake and those fuckers had it coming.

It would have never happened if not for the tip off, the searching scaled back some time ago. The crazies were all dead now but so was one of the cops own men, the recriminations no doubt to follow. 

At the moment though all waited for the search party to just get it over with and bring the inevitable bodies out. 

Suddenly there was a cheer.

They were alive.

The temperature inside the cab must have been nearly ninety but the beautiful woman remained seated watching the queue of irate cars and trucks which hadn't moved in over twenty minutes. She tapped her nails on the dash board of the brightly painted mini bus as she struggled with her impatience.

She could feel the eyes of the man seated next to her lingering on sweat beads forming on her long neck and firm cheek bones.

"I'm sorry Miss Sims," the sweaty man said hoping she'd turn to look at him so he could admire her full pouting lips. "I had no clue we'd run into this tail back."

Natasha shifted on her seat and the man couldn't help glancing at her firm hot thigh as her mini skirt rode up ever so slightly.

It had been one of those days nothing going right. In fact the whole trip had been difficult to say the least. The idea to take her students away for the weekend had backfired and she'd spent most of the time trying to keep them in line not to mention the accommodation falling far short of acceptable.

She finally glanced to the bus driver next to her who in turn smiled a cracked tooth grim like an eager puppy dog hoping for a hint of acceptance. 

"And this drooling fool hasn't helped," she thought to herself uncharitably.

There was a giggle and a female yelp of fun from outside and the bus driver's eyes trailed from the firm figured redhead sat next to him to heat haze covered mirages of loveliness standing along side the road.

Miss Sims seeing his eyes lingering gave an audible grunt of disgust and opened the door.

"Concentrate on getting us back to the college!" She snapped, stepping down onto the hot road her heels clicking on the gravel. She had decided it was time to round up her young charges.

The bright yellow mini bus had certainly attracted a little bit of attention on this jammed road. With stationary engines running for nearly half an hour many pairs of eyes had decided this was the only thing worth a second look.

Miss Sims was the English teacher at the Rose of Texas finishing college for young ladies. The flowery emblem and title were emblazed across the buses side; but it was the gaggle of students stretching their legs and trying to cool off which had captivated most driver's eyes and minds for so long.

"Girls lets get back in now shall we?" Asked Natasha striding up to the side of a gas tanker.

The young man leaning out of the cab window saw the beautiful teacher sauntering confidently towards him and his grin got even wider.

Hanging on his every word or certainly acting like that where Bianca and Sandy. Both girls were blonde angels; waif slim, pouting lips and school girl seductive manners. Dressed in their blue sweaters and knee high college skirts the driver had been staring down into their sexy eyes for an eternity, while other surrounding car drivers had been gazing lustfully at their stretch long legs almost on tip toe as they thrust their heads higher towards the man.

As the teacher approached the pair she shook her head in disapproval, especially at the taller of the two girls. 

Bianca Highcastle was absolutely breathtaking to behold and she knew it. Legs that went up to heaven on a slim model like figure her breasts high and rounded with a perfect arse and of course long blonde hair left loose to cascade down to the small of her back. She had a reputation of walking around the school with an unmatched elegance that left other girls looking jealous and guys drooling. Her snooty attitude as queen bitch of the school matched her rich upbringing on her parents million dollar fortune. She was difficult to handle both as a student and girlfriend; Miss Sims had heard all about her reputation of going through guys as quickly as she did her fathers cash. 

"Miss Hardcastle, back in the bus, if you would be so kind."

Bianca turned and gave a shrug as if to say," what did I do?" Then she grinned and turned back to the eager young man.

"Bye sweetie," she said with a glint in her eyes then left him, swinging her hips catwalk style back to the bus.

"Hey maybe we could…" 

The young driver was cut short as she gave a dismissive wave without looking back her upturned nose pointing snootily skyward.

"You're ok to pass a boring half hour with but don't get ideas above your station, please!"

Sandy her cute companion smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Sorry," she said to the frowning driver," it's not personal she always that rude with boys." 

Then she too spun around curtly giving Miss Sims a military salute and marched back to the bus, the chastised driver still admiring the two girl's similarities as they went.

Sandy Michaels was a few inches shorter at only slightly below average height' like Bianca she had shapely legs which today she had accentuated by wearing thigh high white stockings. She had a cute face without the arrogant cast of her friend with baby blue eyes compared to Bianca's flashing green, she also had shoulder length blonde hair pulled back into pig tails and slightly overlarge breasts for her small lithe frame. With her big eyes and sexy stocking pins she'd really nailed that Japanese Magna school girl look.

As he watched them go the truck driver couldn't argue with their confident claims a few minutes earlier to be the two hottest girls in their college.

Miss Sims didn't give the driver another thought as she now turned to the wolf whistles from the cars ahead of her. As she neared the dirty old Buick 3 guys hung from the window hollering. Along the side the jam was a tall high stepping brunette. She balanced on the road side, stretching, cart wheeling and high kicking a practiced routine as her impromptu audience watched mesmerized at the beauty in the tight college skirt and top.

Michelle Wood was a cheerleader and this was the only thing she really knew anything about; which was the main reason her parents had decided she needed this extra year at finishing college before heading off into the big wide world. Admired in the school by others for despite her lack of intelligence she persevered. She was a tall girl with an athletic build everything about her been toned curves and firmness. She was envied at the school for her rock hard breasts, tight ass and killer figure. She had angelic features with a wide full lipped mouth that begged to be kissed and deep brown eyes that you could be lost for eternity in. Long lustrous brown hair held in a single long ponytail down her back completed her appearance.

Michelle finished a spectacular cartwheel and looked across to her teacher with a broad gleaming grin on her face. 

Miss Sims gave her a wry smile back.

"Let's go the shows over."

Her captive audience gave a groan of disappointment then a round of applause as she ran past giggling. In more than one car the occupants had wondered upon seeing the stretches and manoeuvres that Michelle performed with ease and would make any contortionist proud what would she be like in bed and what could she do? 

One of the Buicks guys on seeing the new sexy teacher in her elegant business suit, short skirt and heels gave her a playful call.

How about you Miss, fancy giving us an encore?"

Natasha glared at him her temper rising then saw the young mans shocked reaction. They were only kids after all.

"Sorry, "she said giving a jock melting wink, "I think you've had enough excitement for one day."

The busy teacher found her final student under a low willow tree. The young woman sat cross legs engrossed in her book. Her raven black hair looked like a cascade of oil down over her impressive sweater encased breast. She wore black rimmed oval glasses which accentuated her fabulous lashes and deep blue eyes.

Sophie Tyler was the final of the four hot college weekenders and also happens to be the most intelligent. She was top of every class and first in every test. In every sense a teachers pet but her gorgeous looks completely saved her from the derision of being a nerd. Like her less academic friends she too had dreamy legs with a trim figure a measurable benefit of her elite schools fantastic gym facilities.

She looked up chewing a pencil between her fabulous lips and arched her back in a theatrical over stretch. Her magnificent breasts thrust forward, larger than all the other girls but firm and high a dream cushion for any man or woman her butt shapely and tight a reward from her exercise.

School brain box or not Natasha knew this one was just as likely to tease and use her charms when the opportunity arose. 

As her final student climbed into the back of the bus Miss Sims heard the young truck driver calling.

"Hey Miss."

She tried to ignore him but he shouted louder

"Miss!"

She looked to the sky for divine patience

"Yes?" She said in a high school mistress manner

He had some advice.

"I've just been wondering why you guys don't take the turning just two miles back. It runs through the valley it's a longer road but least you'll be moving. Its locals only though, not sign posted for Joe public."

Natasha was unimpressed.

"Why haven't you then?" She asked hands on hips, her academic head kicking in.

He jerked his thumb over his shoulder at the 30 ft of tanker he was hauling.

"This thing's not exactly made for country roads"

She gave a looked along the shimmering length of steel trailer. The midday heat was getting unbearable and now most cars appeared to has either overheated or the occupants given up moving anytime soon.

Back in the bus the college driver wiped his brow his eyes wide in his rear view mirror watching his sexy young passengers. Suddenly his door opened Sims looking inside her finger out in an ordering manner.

Natasha Sims was the dream teacher of the Rose of Texas schools entire male population of academics, support staff and bus driver. She had a deserved reputation as a fiery redhead with a body that even the uber-babes in his back seats would envy. She oozed sexuality and the tight mini skirts she had worn today along with her firm breasts and a small curvaceous ass had severely affected his concentration. He knew that this school English teacher didn't approve of slackers and would have no hesitation in giving voice to her disapproval with great heat that matches her hair. 

"Now I'm going to tell you how to get us back home, since you don't seem to have a clue!" She said in her arrogant tone.

"Any arguments?" She added.

The driver gave a gulp aware the girls in the back had also frozen from their animated debates as Miss Sims spoke.

"No ma'm I haven't," he instantly replied unwilling to lock horns with such a fierce goddess.

They found the turning like the trucker had said maybe a mile and a half back down the road. He was not joking about getting his truck down there as it looked like nothing more than a dirt track.

The bus driver gave a smirk and looked at the woman next to him.

She didn't react and nodded for him to take the turning.

"He said it was local traffic only," she added angrily," what did you expect, a freeway?"

The road to her relief did begin to widen and firm up into a clear drivable passage and as they started to make good head way the driver gave her a nod of respect.

"Looks pretty good now miss." 

Then he pointed to an old rusty road sign telling them they were 60 miles from their destination.

The lush high grass country side shimmered in the afternoon heat but with the windows open and the bus heading at speed the cool air made the young women's expensive hair styles billow.

In the back Bianca brushed her long golden mane from her chiselled face laughing at how the truck driver had acted.

Sophie touched her lip with her finger as if in thought. 

"He was quite cute though wasn't he?"

Bianca shrugged her shoulders. "I've known better." 

"You mean you've had better." Michelle added.

The group laughed in agreement. 

"Did you see Miss with Michelle's little fan club back there?" Sandy added, the bronze tanned cheerleader shrugging her shoulders resigned to the fact she certainly knew how to put on a show.

"Yeah I though for a second she was going to rip his head off." The dancing babe replied.

"You know what she needs?" Bianca added under her breath.

And Sophie lent to her ear to whisper. "Yeah and I think Pedro driving up front would be first in the queue to give it to her."

Sandy put on a passable Al Pacino accent griping her groin. "Hey mizz Sims say hello to my little friend!" And group erupted again the driver frowning from the cackle, Miss Sims turning to quieten them down.

Crasshhhhhhhhhh!!!

There was a scream and yelps as window glass showered the back seat passengers. Natasha saw a large figure momentarily at the side of the van the sun blinding the occupants from seeing clearly out of the back window.

The girls spun their necks and saw a distorted backlit figure in the road a halo of golden grass and sunshine putting him into a dancing, pirouetting silhouette.

"Jezzzzzz what the…" Pedro had swerved the bus but had managed to get it back under control.

"Have we hit something, what's happened?"

Natasha gripped his arm; she had caught the best sight of the strange figure.

"Don't stop do you hear. Just keep going!" 

Seeing her beautiful eyes full of horror Pedro slammed his foot on the accelerator.

There was a strange noise in the vehicle. The girls were hollering and cursing but one of them had heard it; below at her feet.

Sophie bent down her hand searching in the foot well.

"Oh my God!" Cried Bianca then gave a giggle of surprise. 

Sandy and Michelle also burst out in embarrassed shocked giggling.

Sophie brought the buzzing firm piece of plastic up in front of her spectacled nose her long lashed eyes crossing in surprise at her new found projectile. Natasha held her hand over her mouth as the bright pink phallus squirmed and hummed, Bianca adding the obvious in words.

"Someone's just thrown a fucking vibrator through the God damn window!"

They all just seemed to stare in disbelief at the fat 6 inch cock, Sophie holding it at the base upright frozen like a rabbit in head light. It was ribbed corn cob surface not smooth more like solid chunky peanut butter. The raven beauties mouth quivered as her eyes traced the knotted uncomfortable looking length, her imagination working overtime.

"Ohhhh my it's…"

Sandy snapped her out of it.

"Throw the fucking thing away! You don't know where it's been!"

Instantly Sophie reacted and with one disgusted grunt tossed the rubber cock out into the corn fields as the bus continued to zoom at breakneck speed.

Once rid of it the girls then began to panic and Natasha had to shout to be heard. But she never finished her sentence as suddenly the bus lurched; the track was too narrow for its speed and screaming in unison they careered into a small ditch

Thudddddddddd!!!

Five aching minutes later they all began to recover along side the steam belching mini bus. Pedro examined the front wheel and reported it had buckled.

The girls stood arms across breasts surveying the problem. Miss Sims was looking nervously back down the road. What had she seen? It looked like a massive figure in rags, and his face? A bizarre mask? She couldn't be sure. She flicked open her mobile and groaned.

"Shit! No signal."

She shielded her eyes squinting back down the road. The assailant must be a good few miles behind at least. Pedro had really hit the gas when she told him to.

"What kind of sick prankster throws a dildo through a moving cars window?"

She shook her head annoyed at her own stupid thoughts. "Who throws a dildo at anything?"

The bus had come off the road at a fork. There was a pre 40's sign saying "Merryville half a mile ahead." The other fork continued on the main route.

"Ok I'm going to go get help." Announced Natasha. "This Merryville must have a phone or somebody to tow us."

"And leave us here?" Asked Bianca. "No fucking way!" The other girls were shocked at her vulgar language to her teacher.

"We should all stick together." Suggested Sophie; then she too looked ominously back down the road.

Pedro gave a wink to Bianca and Sandy. "Stay here with me I will protect you. " He said this in a heroic movie style way pushing out his chest. The girls looked at each other with sceptical eyes and tilted their head in amusement.

"Yeah sure." They added in disbelief.

The unshaven little man reached into his bus and pulled out a gleaming revolver.

"You bring a gun on a college bus!" Natasha went ballistic. "Are you a lunatic?"

Sophie stepped in again keeping them focused. "No miss; but maybe that guy back there is?"

Bianca changed her mind. 

"I'm staying here with the bus."

Sophie rolled her eyes and looked at Natasha. "I'll stay too miss if you want."

Miss Sims nodded in acceptance. It made sense for Sophie to stay, she was the smart one.

"Ok Sandy, Michelle looks like we've got a little walk."

The road was a slight winding incline and slowly the three women began to feel the heat and strain on their bodies. Natasha suffered the most her heels making dirt track walking difficult. Michelle had stripped her regulation sweater before setting off and put on her t shirt out of sight of that leering bus driver. She'd also stripped to shorts her fantastic tanned legs glistening with sweat. Miss Sims had also undone her suited blouse exposing a deep cleavage; but the pale Sandy remained in her sweater her body feeling intensely humid beneath.

After what was an energy sapping climb they came past an old gas station totally derelict then onto a number of empty run down barns. The air was full of humming insects and the tree canopy made the sun hit the grown in piercing shafts of light.

Off the road maybe half a mile away across high grass fields they could see a large colonial style farm house. There was washing on a long line, and noises of farm machinery.

"Let's hope they have a phone," Sandy said wiping her brow.

It had been 30 minutes since the women had set off and back at the damaged bus Sophie once again sat under a tree reading. Bianca had remained in the bus long legs up on the seat corn stork in her mouth. She too had changed into tight shorts and a cut down top. Pedro was near by still holding his revolver. He wiped his brow his eyes focused on Bianca rising and falling chest her t shirt drenched in sweat the valley between her breasts a dark stain. Unlike Michelle she had been less coy in changing in front of him.

She gave him a smile flexing her thighs stretching her calves.

"We feel soo much safer with you here." She said sweetly. Sophie looked up frowning over her book.

"For fucks sake!" She snarled giving the surprised blonde a knowing stare. "This is serious! We've no time for your fucking about." 


Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 01



Pedro had stopped listening anyway he had moved out into the road. He could hear something; an engine. He squinted in the blinding sunlight. A dark shape was appearing. Bianca and Sophie heard it too and sat up to look. It was a dirty flatbed pickup. All the windows were covered in grim the engine growling as it crunched through gears. Its rear flatbed had a black tarpaulin canopy fluttering at the machine gunned towards them.

The vehicle came closer and closer Pedro waving for it to slow. Sophie suddenly felt very uneasy. She pulled herself back against the tree trunk Bianca looking at her then back to the truck.

Pedro was caught in a moment of indecisions.

He raised the revolver, but too late

Aeiieeeeeeeeee! Thuddddddd!

The truck crashed into him the weapon flying into the corn Pedro folding like a house of cards

Bianca screamed; Sophie sexy mouth was open yawningly wide.

"Oh Shit!"

Bianca was standing knees locked together her hands over her mouth just staring in disbelief. The truck had rammed all the way into a tree trunk, Pedro's lifeless body crushed between the tree and engine block.

The driver's door burst open and a huge rag covered mound fell onto the ground. The thing had arms and legs and as it rolled around as if drunk Bianca could only watch in terror.

"For God sake get away from it!" Screamed Sophie, not wanting to leave the shelter of the tree line.

The lumbering figure raised itself up its face covered in a distorted mask of leather and rags. It eyes looked wild, its mouth dripping a fat human tongue with spittle running down his chin.

The fabulous blonde turned to run but the monsters hand reached from under its rags pulling out a strange pistol grip device.

Two darts attached to wires instantly jumped the twenty feet hitting Bianca squarely in the back. She gave a surprised grunt as the electricity coursed through her; then she dropped like a dead weight the Tazer type device knocking her unconscious.

"Ohhhhhhhh heavens no! Bianca!" Sophie gave a cry of despair and began to turn to escape, what else could she do?

The monster reached back inside his truck and with an animal roar pulled out a strange pole like device. It had a petrol chainsaw engine connected to a foot long pole. On the end of the pole was a fat dildo. The thing was bright pink and like the one early knotted and ribbed. This one was massive and as long as a man's fore arm and as thick, the bulbous axel greased end like a cone shaped hand.

He pulled the rip cord and the engine ignited the rod and greased maxi-sized dildo vibrating and juddering at petrol driven speeds.

Wielding the crazy cock above his head he staggered after the fleeing Sophie.

The busty student had seen Bianca motionless on road side but could do nothing.

She ran as the stumbling mad man followed.

As she fled she could hear the dildo buzzing terrifyingly close behind. She jumped through bushes and over tree trunks the mad man seeming to hit every obstacle possible. He acted as if he had four independent brains all trying to move a limb each, sometimes in completely opposite directions. But even so it was a terrifying few minutes before she realised she was alone in the dense undergrowth.

She fell to the floor pushing herself against a tree trunk her body hyperventilating, her breast bouncing like they too were petrol driven.

As Natasha, Sandy and Michelle approached the old farm building they felt sure this place could help. There were numerous cars and trucks in different states of disrepair along with a number of barns full of chugging machines, irrigation devices etc. At last there was someone to call to.

On the columned veranda sat two figures taking in the afternoon air. One was a middle aged plump farmers wife and beside her a man maybe her husband or maybe her father. He was scrawny and tight skinned. He sat in his old wheelchair even from a distance it was clear he had no legs below the tops of his thighs.

"Having trouble?" He shouted down as he puffed on a pipe.

His wife raised an eyebrow in suspicion and a little admiration.

In front of them there were three tired and perspiring beauties. Sandy's freckled face was flush from exercise her twin pony tail blonde hair adding to her 'Britney' school girl attire look. Michelle stood like a fine sculptured statue her perfect chest and tummy like she was indeed fashioned from stone, yet her brown puppy dog eyes and pleated hair made her look innocent and vulnerable. And finally Natasha her fucia pink business suit matched her red bobbed mane the fabric now pulled open her sweaty bra encased chest heaving and glinting in the sun her deep rich tan adding to her sultry appearance. She rubbed her calves together to wipe off the perspiration, her high heels giving her a dominant erect posture even after a one mile uphill hike. 

"Can you help please," she asked in little hint of desperation in her voice. "We've broken down?"

The old man laughed rather rudely the wife standing up putting down her knitting and inviting them inside. "Off course my dears, come out of the sun."

The women were glad to be finally in the shade of the farm houses main entrance. The old man twisted his wheelchair like a pro darting along behind them. Sandy looked back over her shoulder and gave an embarrassed expression as the man winked and stuck his tongue out in a licking suggestive manner.

"We just need a phone," Natasha explained. Michelle also quickening her steps as the man pushed and nudge close up against her butt too.

"Hey do you mind," she snapped looking at her teacher for reassurance

"Pa! Behave yourself," barked the wife, "please he's only jesting, don't take offence."

Natasha gave an unnerved smile and picked up the old receiver. The line buzzed but no matter how she dialled she got no response.

"Ain't used it for years honey," explained ma unconcerned. Natasha gave a silent groan of frustration. 

"Any mechanic around here we need a tow?"

The old man looked up. "Tow? Sure ma son can sort that out for ya real easy."

Great said Sandy shifting away from the seated man as his hands continue to wander. And all the women nodded in appreciation as they looked around the dusty bare interior.

"He's out at the moment but will be back real soon. Why don't ya take a rest?"

Natasha looked at her watch then thought of the mini bus." I suppose we have no choice but we're hoping he won't be long."

Ma gave them a smile offering a tray of ancient cookies. "Don't worry honey he won't be."

Back along the road the maniac had given up looking for the big titted bitch. He staggered back to his truck stepping over a moaning crawling Bianca. She gave a half conscious grunt as he lifted her up in his powerful arms, her legs hanging limp trainer feet dangling loosely.

"Uhh please I ughhhhh." 

She groaned her hands pushing lightly against his oily rag covered chest. The sun was brilliant over head and as she looked up all she saw was a huge featureless black headed silhouette. He carried her to the damaged mini bus as she arched her back arms out like she waking from a deep sleep.

The maniac tilted her head down into the open window of the bus's driver's door. The door was jammed half open and he thrust her head and chest through so she had to quickly come to her senses standing almost on tip toes her hips against the door her shoulders touching the under side of the top of the opening.

"Ugh no, no ughhh you uggggg!" She grunted. Now with more energy returning to her body she had the will to argue, but it was too late. The man was binding her hands behind her back with cord pulling her cute wrists tight together.

Bianca screamed looking around confused and terrified. Once her arms were tied tight he pressed his massive hand between her shoulder blades to hold her in position. With his other hand he reached around to the inside of the door turning the window lever.


The window jacked up rapidly pushing into her t-shirt under her firm tits.

"Oh shit uhh stop stop!" 

The glass thrust her tits up and out at the same time jamming her shoulders inside the frame. Her great ass raised and tensed her calves stretching to keep her feet on the ground. He had her pinned, bent over and jammed through the rigid doors window opening. Unable to use her hands to push the glass back down she could only wriggle from side to side.

"Oh God oh God what, what no please!"

The man ripped her tight ass shorts down to her sexy ankles, leaving only a white thong which his instantly snapped. 

"Uhhhhhhhh stop, stop!"

She began babbling incoherently. She looked desperately around. It was the middle of the day in bright sunshine. The air was full of crickets and heat haze but she was so alone. She knew no one would come along this track and if they did would they even stop?

Burrrrrrrrrrrr!

"Oh fuck what?" Bianca tried to look over her shoulder. What was that?

Burrrrrrrrr! The maniac pulled the rip cord again.

She caught a glimpse of the fat bulbous pink cock head dripping with grease its shaft like a heavy tread tyre, hard square chunks on the fat rubber cylinder

He pulled again, this time…

Brrrrrrr uzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZ! 

The tip touched the nape of her back below her white t-shirt and slowly began to trace down the sweaty crack between her perfect peach ass cheeks. The tip was vibrating like a demented washing machine on full spin the buzz of sensation coursing through her spine as it sank down towards her clenched pussy.

"No, no, please ugh no nooooooooooooooo!"

About a quarter of a mile away Sophie heard the high pitch squeal of Bianca, the sound of the buzzing petrol cock also slightly evident. The buxom brain box began to pant in fear struggling to catch her breath. Ahead of her was another link road. She needed to get help; any help.

By now Bianca was giving a continuous oval pout with her luscious Barbie pink lips. Her screams had turned into one long unbreakable high pitch groan. She'd known since he'd dropped her with the Tazer that she was going to get it, she was no miss innocent; it had just mattered how.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooh!"

The narrow jellied tip of the cock had entered her easily and instantly began to weaken as well as lubricate her tight lips. The beast pressed firmly not ever weakening the pressure Bianca Ooooh 's reaching a high pitch as her walls opened and opened and opened until the widest rim of the cone head took advantage of a momentary weakness' in her strong pussy lips to pop into her void.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh God ugggggggggggggg!"

Her beautiful eyes were like saucers; staring at nothing in particular her chest tensed tits about to bust out of the tight nylon fabric. Her knees were pressed inwards almost at buckling point her ass trying to climb to the sky tip toe pushing her pelvis towards heavens in desperation. It felt like a rock band was playing with the volume all the way up on 10 inside her tight tunnel.

"Ooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The maniac was holding the chain cock with both hands like he was wielding a broadsword. The shiny steel rod whined at intense speed the pink Michelin tyre type cock attached to the end pump deep up Bianca's young but experience cunt. Her perfect teeth chattered as her mind went crazy.

"Oh God he's drilling it all the way to my throat!"

Now deep inside her hot haven she realised not only did it vibrate insanely rubbing her walls with the greased rubber knots it also pumped back and forth like a hammer drill giving her a incredible, unbearable burrowing sensations. She'd never felt a sensation as raw, as powerful or as unforgiving as this. For a second she imagined the teased Pedro standing watching in amusement, then her friends all pointing and sniggering. 

The monster was fucking her steadily with his crazy device taking care to give long muscles sapping strokes each time pushing deep inside. Length was irrelevant the thing was as deep as her body could allow it to go; she was penetrated to her eye popping limits.

"Uggggggg noooooooooooooooouggggggg!" Her resonated words quickly becoming delirious.

She was foaming at her lips, eyes rolling back her upturned nose flaring. The maniac dropped his knee ramming in and up higher inside her, lifting her feet slightly from the ground pressing commandingly against her cervix the axel grease now foaming at her wide quivering juddering pussy lips.

"Oh Jezz no it can't go any higheieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

But it did!

BuzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZ!

The man grunted in delight pushing with all his might, angling higher; intent on keeping her in this ground lifting, impaled, fucked state. The tip pressed hard against her limits.

"Ugggggggukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" 

Bianca gave an inhuman gargle her body for the second time in only a few minutes going limp as she luckily feinted. In seconds it realised it was fucking a rag doll and coughed to a halt.

The beast retracted his dripping glistening monster dildo examining the pummel like end satisfied he had pushed it as far as humanly possible up the leggy bitch.

Back in the farm house Natasha was getting impatient. The old couple seemed pleasant enough the pa smiling and ogling the girls the ma getting some coffee for all.

"Yes sir he'll be back soon," said the pa over and over, wiping his hand across his dirty shirt almost chuckling.

"Then ma son can sort you girls out good and proper." He added with a delighted tone." Don't ye worry about that."

Natasha looked at her watch it had been nearly an hour. She thought about the distance they had travelled from the dildo throwing incident before crashing. What if he had been following?

"Look I think we better get back I left some students at the bus and we can't…" Suddenly Michelle began to cough and splutter. Sandy and the old woman jumped forward to help.

"What wrong my dear?" Said Ma, Sandy holding Michelle's hand as she clutched her flat toned tummy.

"I feel sick a little feint as well." Michelle groaned trying to stand then thinking better of it.

"Miss I don't feel well."

Ma looked up at the teacher. "Its heat stroke do ya hear. You can't expect to walk around the Texas countryside in summer dressed like that, you're just asking for trouble."

Michelle really was beginning to pass out.

"I don't think she can walk back miss," advised Sandy the fat ma nodding in agreement.

"How far is this Merryville?" Sandy then asked. The woman stroked her chin," maybe a mile or more up the hill."

Natasha threw her arms up in frustration." But we've already walked about that and the sign post said…" The farmer's wife just shrugged her shoulders. "I'm only telling ya what I know."

"Will they have a phone there? Asked Natasha thinking through the options. 

"I reckon so," came the reply.

Back on the main road Sophie hurried along looking over her shoulder constantly. She didn't know how far it was to a phone or house even, but if she kept on this route she'd get to someone eventually. Her stomach turned as she heard an engine, instantly she looked back and dipped into the undergrowth; but she could see nothing. The engine grew louder and she realised it was coming the other way the way she was walking. As she gingerly stepped out to look her heart rose in relief. It was a black and silver state trooper's car.

The road up to Merryville from the old farm grew steeper and steeper Natasha finding the new walk just as exhausting as the first. She wiped the sweat from her swan neck the rivulets of perspiration filling her cleavage. She could see back down to the fields and also up to a tree lined summit.

"It must be on top of this hill," she thought, "fuck its hot today."

There was a grinding growling noise of an engine below and Natasha could see a grime covered flatbed truck roar up the narrow road. It swerved manically into the farmer's field bouncing along the dirt track. It reached the farm stead and made two dust billowing circuits of the building finaly crunching to a halt.

"Jezz," Natasha thought, "I take it that's the son."

From this distance she saw a large black figure stagger out swaying and spinning around, his arms out trying to steady himself. The figure then paused then ran towards the back of the farm house.

Miss Sims just stared in disbelief. Why was everything going wrong today? Now it looked like sonny boy down there was as drunk as a skunk. 

She looked to the sky. "Please let there be a phone in what ever shit hole I find at the top of this hill." 

Then she continued onwards and upwards.

Back in the house Michelle was now curled on a dirty sofa softly moaning in her sleep. Ma and pa had brought towels and water and gently dabbed her head. As the flatbed roared up the road and towards the house Pa gave a thumb up to Sandy.

"Here he is!" Pa added with a grin," things are looking up!"

From the cool hall Sandy watched as the tuck circled the house dust cloud rising up the vehicle sliding and bouncing around. She stood with her hands on her hips sweater chest firm and thrusting sexy white stocking legs brilliant in the gloom; and also open mouthed. Her thoughts were similar to those of her teacher watching from the hill above. Then the flatbed parked out of sight and she could hear stumbling and strange grunting. The trucks engine continued to chug the man leaving it running as he entered through the houses rear door. It was clear he was hardly the knight in shinning armour he'd been made out to be.

"Just great!" she groaned under breath.

Once inside she could hear him banging doors then a noise like a tumble. The bouncing clatter sounded like a barrel falling down stairs. She almost burst out in giggles. There was a crash of plates, maybe a groan then silence. Sandy looked to the couple with raised eye brows as if to say "what the fuck is he doing?" The wheelchair bound pa pushed himself over towards her.

"Could ya get the smelling salts from the pantry honey while I go get him?"

Sandy looked at the unconscious Michelle then imagined this drunken fool at the bottom of some stairs. She was tempted to say, " salts for which one," but instead nodded and then on hearing more stuff been broken or thrown about deep in the house she added, "rather you than me mister."

The kitchen was filthy and decrepit and the teen tip toed through pools of gunk trying not to touch any dirty surface. If she'd have seen this earlier she definitely wouldn't have eaten a cookie. The pantry door was open and she leaned inside. It was a deep room with shelves on either side. 

"Its right at the back honey," called the wife still dabbing Michelle's perfect innocent face, "use the light."

Sandy stepped inside the wooden floor creaking a little. The light cord was above her head and she gave it a gentle tug.

Thudd!

Sandy gave a half scream her breath been whipped away as she fell through the trapdoor onto a metal 45 degree shaft. She tumbled head over heels her feet kicking the side of the encased slide running down maybe twenty feet and out into a hot, humid, but well lit cellar.

Ma heard her descending shriek then the click as the trap door sprang back closed. The old man had wheeled himself quickly back into view. "Now ma," he said spittle drooling from his mouth, "we really do need the smelling salts." Ma roughly pushed the moaning Michelle aside and nodded. "Damn right we wouldn't want this little slut to miss all the fun." 

As if in announcement that the fun had already started Sandy's muffled screams rose up from the deep and secure cellar below.

The trooper's car came to a quick halt as the beautiful girl in her tight uniform ran out into the road. The cop looked startled his dark sunglasses reflecting back the teen vision two fold. Sophie ran up to the window panting heavily blurting out her story.




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 01



A bus, a crash, a lunatic, her friends, she stammered, embarrassed by the words, he got a thing, a big cock thing, I think he…" she paused again unsure. The cop was taken aback, was she on drugs? She was about his daughter's age; no doubt a head full of nonsense.

"Listen young lady calm down." She continued to rant." Calm down!" He repeated this time sterner.

She paused catching her breath.

She looked scared, really scared. He wondered if to call it in. No best check it out first.

"Get in Miss you say its back down this road well lets have a look."

Sophie climbed in looking at his uniform, gold badge, pistol, night stick. 

"I think he could be armed," she added pushing her glasses back up her nose.

The officer smiled wiping the sweat from his bristled chin. "They usually are young miss; they usually are."

The raven girl began to tense in her seat as the winding road took them closer and closer to the accident. She gave a small grunt of horror as the smashed mini bus came into view. It was on its own no flat bed just strewn about suitcases and papers.

"Stay here miss." Ask the officer, his expression one of surprise at her tale starting to hold truth. . 

He stepped from the police car and un-holstered his revolver. Sophie watched as he edged closer looking in the van then at the tracks in the dry mud. He kicked some ripped shorts on the ground. Sophie then saw him spin and hurry around the back towards where poor Pedro had been crushed. He returned his face looking grim the sunglasses reflecting her image back at her.

"Get out of the car." He ordered. 

Sophie opened the door he seemed angry.

"There's a man back there with his body nearly cut in two."

Sophie gulped and shook. "Oh God I know, I know it's the driver he…" Up until now she'd hoped he'd have some how survived the impact. 

The officer cut her short. "What the fucks been going on here?" The teen repeated her story but the cop wasn't interested. 

"Let me tell you what I think," he said unclipping his handcuffs. "I think this poor smuck got himself a hot piece of ass that then changed her mind. And when he got angry she killed him."

Sophie almost choked in disbelief. "It's, it's ridiculous, you said he's nearly cut in half; how the fuck could I have done that?"

The cop held up his handcuffs. "Turn around your under arrest until we sort this out." He spun her, slapping the cuffs on pulling them tight making her shoulder pull back. "Awww that hurts, you're so wrong this can't be happening."

The cop pushed her head down making her get into the back seat.

"Sit there," he ordered. As she sat still protesting he pushed her manacles into a loop in the bottom of the back rest. Now her cuffed hands were tying her to the rear seat.

"There no need for this," she shouted horrified by her bound predicament. The cop got back in the front grunting to himself about not sitting with a killer behind him without been sure she couldn't move.

He wiped his brow slowly then turned and leaned into the back. "Now miss I want to know what really happened."

Sophie began the tale all over again this time even more desperation in her voice. But the trooper didn't seem to be listening; she paused as he appeared to be looking straight at her heaving sweater chest.

"Maybe I should check you for concealed weapons?" He said scratching his chin.

Sophie gulped but said nothing. He removed his glasses showing small piercing eyes. His hands reached out towards her tits and she tried to pull uselessly away as his fingers began to lift the bottom of her sweater.

"Uh no stop, stop it!" She shouted but he lifted her sweater up hooking the bottom over her head letting it drop behind her neck. 

"Oh no what, you can't do…"

The fabric pressed in at the side of her magnificent bare tits. She hadn't worn a bra she didn't need to. Her pale assets thrust up and out pinned slightly together forming a deep cleavage. Her porcelain skin made her pink nipples stand out along with her ruby red lips, permanently open in a shocked disbelieving gawp. 

"Oooooh Shit!"

The cop cupped both her fantastic melons feeling the weight of each stroking the smooth globe surfaces. Sophie was breathing heavily but not shouting any more. This wasn't right it couldn't be. The cop grinned teasing the nipples with his thumbs.

"Now that's what I call concealed weapons," he sniggered. He then looked back to his glove compartment." Now young lady," he said in an official tone, we're going to take a drive and you are going to tell me all about it."

Sophie began to shout and call for help as he produced two crocodile clips and leads.

"Oh my no I don't under…"

The cop reached back with a clip in each hand teeth mouths already open about to bite.

"Now stay still miss and it'll be, I said st…there we are!"

Snap! Snap!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sophie yelped her nipples quickly feeling metal jaws clamped around them.

Her tit tips burned for a second and her spine straightening into an erect posture. Each nipple clip had the wires running off back to a little switch which in turn ran to a socket which he snapped into his cars cigarette lighter. Satisfied she was bound and wired up he started up the engine and eased the car up the fork road towards Merryville.

"Please, please you don't have to do this, "she shouted. What did he want a confession? She hadn't done anything it didn't make sense!

Sophie twisted and turned trying to loosen the nipple tugging clips but it was pointless. She gave a scream as the cop raised his right hand and without looking over his shoulder flicked the tit ticklers switch.

"Awoooooooooooooooooooo!"



Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 02



It had been only a couple of hours since the girls had chatted and flirted at the road side with not care in the world. They taken advice on a short cut and now they realised with growing horror what a mistake it was. In that time there had been a crash; a death, and for Bianca and Sophie sexual humiliation beyond their young minds imaginations. The group had become split and even now for some the clarity of their predicament was far clearer than it was for others.

Sandy had tumbled down the kitchen shaft until she was spat out onto a dirty wooden cellar floor. She pushed herself up arms locking her long stocking legs curled under her. The maniac was there and he lumbered out from the shadows knocking over a table grabbing her pig tail hair hauling her up. She squealed as his mighty frame lifted her up over his shoulder. She'd not even had a good look at him before she was hanging down kicking her knee high stocking legs her hands thumping his oily rag covered back.

She knew it must be him; the dildo throwing lunatic and she screamed with all her heart.

He spun around as if looking for something. She glimpsed it for a second as he turned left and right and stuttered in horror.

"Oh, oh, oh J.J.Jesus!"

He focused on his object pounding over to it Sandy screaming her lungs out.

"For heavens sake someone help me!"

She felt his massive hand up inside her skirt ripping her kickers off.

There was a pulley over head and he grabbed the hooped ends tying her wrists into them. He hauled the rope with one hand lifting her off his shoulder so she hung down her long legs just not reaching the floor. In this stretched position her fabulous figure was enhanced even more. Her legs looked like those of a mannequin white stocking amazingly long up to fine skirted hips then an hour glass waist with those slightly overlarge breasts busting from her sweater top the globes raised and thrusting as her arms pointed vertically to the pulley in the ceiling.

"For Gods sake please what are you doing?" She moaned his intentions starting to become clearer.

Now she could see him fully and her question seemed ridiculous. A huge oaf of a man; his bulk like that of a bear. He swirled around his hand trailing across a table his leather clad body like some crazy medieval armour. She gave out a gargled protest as he pushed a fat foam ball into her mouth. She bit down the sponge seeping with a filthy viscous liquid. She didn't know it but it was horse semen. Her eyes could only plead as her lips foamed with the sponges contents Sandy unable to speak and not wanting to swallow.

"Hey how you doing down there?" It was the old Pa calling down the stair well

Sandy gargled and spluttered the Pa sniggering.

"He's got lots of lovely toys that I bet you just can't wait to get acquainted with."

Sandy had seen them already she looked desperately at the masked mans distorted face eyes wild and lustful

"He calls them his Dominators," The Pa chuckled again, "make girls real willing to open up for him after a stint on one of them."

Sandy began to wriggle desperately as suddenly the maniac waved a huge knife in front of her face and taking a firm grip on her sweater sliced it open, then bit by bit into shreds until it fell completely from her body.

His masked leather face crackled as he grinned and grunted taking care to shred her sweater completely now only a rah-rah skirt, stocking legs and pure white big cupped brassiere remained to hide her charms.

Sandy eyes no longer looked at the maniacs instead they stared down to her side. She'd seen it almost as soon as she'd fallen into this room. The cellar appeared like some type of workshop with a number of strange machines in different states of construction or repair. But it was this one that stood proud ready for action next to her that filled her with dread.

The machine was like a barrel on its end. From a wide hole in the top protruded a pole. It was a hollow tube rising up maybe a foot into the air. As it went it formed into a fat ribbed cock. Similar to the buzz cock used on the shapely Bianca it was a good 2 inches wide but this one's penis head tip showed a finger wide bore hole, the end of a tube which ran down the rod into the barrel. On either side of the barrel at its base were two ring hoops with rope manacles on. The whole machine had a lawn mower motor attached to it for feeding power to the rod and unknown to Sandy a tube pump hidden inside the barrel. 

When switched on sandy would understand that not only did the rod bounce and vibrate like a rutting stallion but the filthy slimy contents of the barrel would be pumped up and out of the tip in 3 second spurts. It would only be a matter of minutes before her pounded pussy began to cough the slime back down the cock in through the barrels opening so creating a continuous gushing cum fountain.

The Pa closed the cellar door with one last comment. "Just give him the nod when you're ready to whore for him."

The maniac looked to the door above then back to his half uniformed babe. He ripped her skirt off showing a cute trimmed slit. He left her bra on he like how it pushed her heaving desperate freckled tits together giving her an amazing balloon bouncing chest.

She tried to kick as he pushed the barrel between her stocking legs. She was unable to stop him as one at a time her hooked her ankles either side of the barrel inside the loops. She was desperate.

"Oh god he's going to make me sit on it. Oh its massive I can't it won't what's in a barrel? And why the motor? Oh shit!"

The bore hole cock pressed against her tummy and he hauled the pulley making her back arch raising her pelvis. The tip slid along her slit them he found his target.

"Oh god it's touching my little chute!"

He released the pulley Sandy pussy shaft swallowing maybe 3 or 4 inches as her hips dropped.

"Mmmggggggggg!" She bit on the ball, come gushing out like cream out of a quickly bitten cake

"OH its sliding up ugggggggg it's too big I can't ooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The cock opened her painfully wide, sliding into her tight twat. The man them gripped both rope manacles on her feet and pulled. Her legs ached as she felt her body stretch her hips sinking deeper onto the cock. It was maybe 6 inches in now and she tried to squirm her mouth still full of spunk ball. 

"Fuck he's forcing me on it like tightening stirrups on a saddle! Ugggggggggg!"

Finally once he was satisfied she was sat firmly on his monster he released her ceiling pulley just enough that her weight slumped down, making her sit deeper and harder onto the cock. 

"Oh god I feel so used, I'm a fucking human doll."

Sandy groaned and arched her sweaty back. She was sat spread eagled over a cock pumping barrel the cock tip now a eye popping nine inches in her body. Unable to lift from it she only sink harder onto it as her arms weakened.

She whimpered looking down at her tummy she felt like the cock tip would pop from her belly button; she was sure her groin was bulging, the device rigid and upright impaling her like a glove puppet.

The maniac bent down to the motor.

Buzzzzzzzzzzzzz! The Maniac pulled the petrol cord the barrel jumping to life.

Thuda! Thuda! Thuda! Thuda!

Instantly everything before seemed like a heavenly dream.

"Uggggggggg, uggggggggggggggg!" 

Sandy began to spasm the thing pounding up making her ankles try to jump from the rope hoops. It was twisting and buzzing too, the first few spurts of ejaculation unnoticed until the pipe filled fully and her inside was pressure sprayed with cold white slime.

"Ugggggggg no, what, what its filling me with...ugggggggggggg!" The pig tailed hot teen was beginning the ride of her life.

The Pa could hear the machine kick into life and he rubbed his hands in glee. He wheeled himself to the stairs.

"Ma if ya finished hauling that bitch I could do with a hand up as well."

Upstairs in the bedroom Ma stroked the murmuring Michelle. The girl was a perfect specimen. Now completely naked Ma admired her coffee sun tanned skin. She traced a hand over her curvaceous hips around her peach firm ass down toned athletic legs.

Michelle beautiful pouting lips pursed as she gave a drugged sigh her long lashed eyes closed in forced slumber. Ma felt along her side cupping a firm tit pinching the dark erect nipple. She'd been playing gently with each and now they stood up and firm Michelle's murmurs ones of unconscious pleasure.

"You'll have to climb up yourself," She shouted back; Pa cursing her to high heaven. She smiled stroking the nape of the perfect girls back. He needed the exercise. She'd give him five exhausted minutes then she'd go get him.

Ma opened a drawer at the side of the flowery bed and rummaged through the contents. She removed the lengths of rope and binds. She looked at the other instruments in the drawer and she licked her lips in anticipation then looked back at the strong young woman.

"Best get her all trussed up first before we wake her," she concluded.

A few miles down from the house the state trooper car meandered along at a leisurely pace. It was mid afternoon and in the back Sophie was squealing like a pig. The police car interior was intensely hot and as the car took the winding climb she remained bound to seat the two crocodile clips tightly holding an electrified nipple each. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

"Ugggggggggggggggggg!"

The officer had flicked the switch and left it on. The cigarette lighter power surged to her impressive melons making them swell more as she convulsed the copious amounts of sweat steaming on her hard pulsating tits

"Noooooooooo stop uggggggggggggg oh fuck ugh I'm going to uggggggggggg pass out Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

The cop shook his head in a matter of fact way not taking his eyes of the road.

"No you aint miss, it not the first time I've shown a bitch how to do a proper interrogation.

He didn't need to turn he could see the raven haired wench in his mirror. She was fantastic to behold wet red lips open showing pearl teeth clenched. Her black rimmed glasses gave her deep blue eyes an innocent girl lost look, but her mountainous bucking tits, sore nipples like top hats, clamps sizzling was something more reminiscent of a back street snuff porn movie.

"Ohhhhhhhh please I'll tell you anything you want uggggggggg just uh just stoppppppppppp!" She begged.

She didn't understand. Her tits were on fire, heaving melons more bloated than she could remember her nipples fed a constant stream of electricity into her flesh the sensation spreading out enveloping her tits then running down her spine making her anus convulse like a gobbling fish.

"Ug! Ug! Ug! UGGGGGG!"

The cop flicked the switch the torture instantly stopping, Sophie's body slumping, tits dropping as if they had suddenly become vulnerable to gravity.

The cop looked in his mirror. He'd give her a few seconds then.

"Time to continue!" 

He flicked the switch again.

"Awwwwwwww no, no, noooooooooooooo!"

"There's a little stop a bit further up, why don't we take a break?" He said pointing to a dirt track turning in the road.

"Oh God anything, just stop this!" She screamed, the veins on her neck bulging her lips gleaming like she'd just drunk blood, the surging power almost making her tits glow like beacons.

The car pulled under the canopy of the tree line and mercifully the cop switched the power off.

"Oh fuck , fuck, fuccccccccck you can't do this I..I.." She gave a shriek as he raised his switch hand again. "Please! Please, ok, ok I'll do whatever it takes."

"Now listen," he drawled climbing out of the car and opening the back door. "Your friends you keep telling me about. Well if they came up this road they're already in good hands." He unclipped her rampant nipples then unfastened her seat manacle.

"Now what you need to understand is there's the law round her; then there's the law." He helped her stand her legs bending in, her tits still exposed sweater over her head firm thighs glistening in her short skirt.

"We make the rules here and it would be good for you to understand that."

Sophie looked at him her beautiful spectacled eyes confused but so sensuous. "Y...yess officer I understand." She said not understanding at all.

The cops admired his bound prisoner gently cupping her heavy tits. "I bet you got a real tight honey pot just waiting to be plugged,"

Sophie shook her head, "no please you can't you mustn't." The feeling of his weathered hands on her soft pink flesh almost as bad as the clips.

The cop scratched his chin then pushed her ahead of him into the undergrowth.

"If you're real good I won't put the tit ticklers back on when we set off again. Now move!"

The clearing he spoke of consisted of a large fallen tree trunk surrounded by dense vine like vegetation. It was calm and humid a million miles from civilization. The buxom student stumbled in her small heel school shoes her legs now glowing with perspiration. He was going to do what the hell he liked with her and what was the point in shouting. She'd cat hollered in the back of the car for ten minutes but they'd passed not a soul.

"Now miss," he said proudly standing in front of her unbuckling his belt. "let me show ya what ma family is famed for in these parts."

With that he unzipped his pants and his limp fat maggot sprang out. Sophie gulped it was like a purple headed football sock

"Get on your knees and make it a big as it gets," he barked, "and let me tell you it's a mouthful when its angry."

It had been left up to the student's confident, stunning teacher to try and find a phone. She'd been told that the little town at the top of the hill would not doubt have one. Natasha reached the summit of the hill looking a sweaty dishevelled state. Her lips were dry her ankles aching, her high heels and business suit tight around her waist and ass not ideal for mountain climbing.

Ahead was a sign; "Merryville at last" she said panting. 

As she looked along the row of shacks her heart sank. Was it all derelict? There were no people; no sounds in fact. The windows of most building were smashed and it appeared even in its hay day Merryville was nothing more than a large set of farm buildings and lumber mill.

"Can I help ya?"

Natasha spun around startled by the voice.

Standing in the door way of one decrepit but in tact building were two men. They were tall but scrawny, thin geek necks, maybe in their thirties, piggy eyes with poor dental work. Both had dusty boiler suits on their pale scrawny chests showing under the braces. Natasha noticed neither had shoes on.

"I need a phone," She said hope fading. "I'm a teacher and we've broken down and I've left my students at the farmstead."

One of the men picked his gaping front teeth, and then spat on the floor.

"The farm house ya say? Well they don't have a phone."

Natasha bit her lip not wanting to lose her temper. 

"That's why I've just climbed up here they said you'd have one."

The other man sniggered then patted his colleagues back.

"Yep I'm sure they did. Come in miss lets see what we can do for you."

The beautiful teacher looked up and down the street. It was a ghost town. The two men looked shifty but there was no one else around. She needed a phone.

"Oh stop being so paranoid!" she thought to herself.

She then nodded and gave a warm smile stepping inside.

The door slammed behind her and she stood with a face of incredulity as one of the men pointed a rifle barrel up against her thick sexy lips.

"Now take that barrel end nice and gently in that cute mouth of yours." He commanded

She opened not knowing what to do. Her mind was racing she knew that it had suddenly turned very bad. "What's happening I've got no money."

"Look I'm really not wanting any...uhhhh!"

The tip slid in a mere inch pressing on her tongue the man looking straight down the barrel into her flashing eyes.

"Take it nice and easy till we decide what we going to do with you." And he cocked the hammer making Natasha's knees tremble.

The other man was now behind her and his arms reached around to unclip her suit blouse slowly peeling it from her shoulders. It fell away to show her black laced bra tits glistening after the climb her neck glowing with the effort.

Her heart sank even further." Oh god I know what they want!"

"Now you stay real still while we undress ya," The gun man added. She tried to speak but he wagged his finger as his colleague slowly unzipped the back of her skirt.

"Wow what an ass we have here," he beamed tugging the fabric down over her rump.

"It seems you and your little flock are going to have a bad day." The gun man continued. Natasha's skirt dropped to the floor showing her thong and firm tanned thighs knees turned in to hide her crotch as she teetered in her heels.

"Would he shoot her if she pulled away?" She didn't know. The man behind her felt strong even with such a skinny frame; all sinew and log chopping muscle.

The undressing geek trailed his hand up her leg to her tight rear.

"You sure are firm in all the right places."

Natasha just stood frozen her body was tired her mouth sucking on a barrel tip the geek now gripping around her waist fingers curled in her thong straps.

She knew how she looked. God she knew. It was an advantage nearly everyday of her life but today she wished her gym perfect shape would melt away.

"Now you're gonna put on a show for us honey," the man behind her announced slowly pulling her thong down over her hips showing her lightly haired red pussy.

Natasha felt the material fall down her thigh but could only look ahead down the rifle barrel. The gun man motioned for her to move into the room. There was a big rocking chair waiting. He then her told her to sit on it still keeping the barrel in her mouth. As she sat the other man jumped behind the chair pulling her shoulders back.

"Lean back," he ordered "and open your legs." Natasha shook her head. 

"Best tie her down then," came the response. The geek began to wind a rope around her wrists pulling them behind the rocking chair back. Now bound to the chair the other man removed the barrel from her trembling full lipped mouth

"Oh God who the fuck do you think you're going to do?! You can't get away with this!"

"The law..." then she paused these guys looked like they didn't give a shit about the law." Oh please I don't want..."

"Get the butter bro!" The gun man said with a grin.

The sculpted Michelle had final come around. She didn't scream she couldn't her mouth full of ball gag. She couldn't move either so tightly was she bound to the dirty metal bed frame. Michelle had performed many thigh splitting positions throughout her cheerleader career but none seemed as extreme as this. She was laid on her back a pillow under her midriff making her arch upward perfect half domes point to the roof. Her arms were pulled back and together bound to the bed board a thick rope wound around her chest looping her tits pulling them tightly together and up into a wonder bra cleavage; if like she needed it.

She tried to look down over her chest her thighs ached enormously. He legs were pulled wide in a perfect 180 degree split one long leg pointing to the left wall the other toes pointing to the right she had hooped ropes around each ankles the other ends wrapped around heavy wooden furniture.

Her pussy had been shaven clean the tender skin smeared with sunflower oil.

"Uggggggggggggggg!" She bucked a little as the old fat woman slowly fed a tube into her greased pussy. The last thing she remembered was sitting sipping coffee.

Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The tube sank deeper and deeper inside her like a burrowing snake.

The old Pa was at her side now in his wheelchair.

"Afternoon miss back with us I see?" Michelle shook her head her tightly drawn back hair adding to her European S&M look. She wrestled to move but couldn't.




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 02



"Oh you're strong," we already know that, he giggled. You have to be you need stamina for our games."

The Ma bent over her, looking down, her fat face flush with excitement.

"Do you like the position you're in its makes it so much easier to get to your naughty holes."

Michelle felt embarrassingly exposed like some gynaecological operation these two old fucks the doctors.

The Pa reached out putting his hand over her bound roped tits and she bit on the gag at his hard groping touch. 

"No point in lying to ya were gonna be real nasty."

Michelle didn't understand. What could they do? She began to realise moments later.

On a table was a candle and holder the flame glowed in the dim half light of the bedroom. Pa reached for the candle and carefully began dripping hot wax on her tits ends. The wax instantly hardened making her nipples burn with heat.

"Ooooooooh no shit uggggggggggggggg!" 

At the same time Ma took her considerable weight and began to stamp on a foot pump like you might use on a camp bed. The pussy tube began to flex with air and Michelle felt the inexorable expansion of an orange size leather balloon deep inside her pussy shaft. After only a few panting pumps it was beginning to form a sphere pushing her walls out in all directions her muscles failing to resist.

"Oh nooooooo!" Her mind wailed feeling and seeing her pan flat groin swell.

Michelle's perspective on the evils of the world had suddenly become much darker. 

Back in the Merryville shack Natasha was trying not to grunt in sensation. Her arms were bound her bra thankfully still on sweaty bosom heaving. The geeks had a sexy ankle each and had pulled her luscious legs apart her heels wriggling to no effect.

The slurping noise was as disgusting as the act. She could see down to her buttered slit the rifle barrel a good 6 inches up inside her. The gunman was twisting it around the cold barrel slowly matching her internal temperature. The shaft wasn't thick but it was steel rigid and as he slowly pumped it back and forth she felt at any time he could do her a serious damage up there.

"Yeah school teacher ride it," he sniggered his hand still on the trigger his face dripping spittle as he drooled as the babe groaned. 

"Ug, ug, ug!"

"Oh God this can't be happening!"

She gritted her teeth her eyes fixed on his trigger her mind on the stiff rod twisting in her

"No please stop uhh uhh ohhhhhhh shit ohhhhhhhhhh"

He was pushing deeper angling higher the other man had a hand free and he eagerly twisted a buttered finger up her anus bending it inside her trying to get her to buck and gulp. The hard rod was one thing but the man's bony finger entering her virgin rear unchallenged made her nearly puke.

"Oh don't do that you filthy bastard!" She snarled knowing that her fiery retorts only seemed to make them hornier and more animated in their probing.

He leaned forward to get his tongue on her buttery clit licking just above where the barrel slid in and out finger still jabbing in her ass.

Slurpp, slurppp

Natasha began to moan in sensation and revulsion. The man was circling her clit with his tongue the rifle barrel creating cream foam as it slopped in and out.

"You fucking in bred bastards you'll pay for this!" She moaned her eyes rolling at the sensation and humiliation

They pushed her legs a wider apart making her grunt like a hog. " That's it she getting hot!"

"Come on ride, ride!" He hissed beginning to ram harder and faster.

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ughhhhhh!" Natasha began to buck and grunt over and over the sweat pouring from her. Her eyes were on storks the rigid impalers end sight pressing up against her G-spot.

The licking man suddenly grabbed the barrel easing it out. 

"I want to get ma tongue up her, lick out all that churned butter." He graphically explained feeding the barrel into her tight clenched anus. 

"Do ya pumping up there while she dribbles her juices on my tounge."

Now the licking man had both hands pushing her thighs apart slurping and darting into her slit the gun man continue he barrel rut but this time up her tight rubbery anal shaft. He licked with his rough tongue at her entrance spreading the lips circling the bud allowing her to drip contents down his chin.

The rod up her ass was an incredible new sensation she felt her ass wanting to lift, pushing her mound into the man's face, grinding her open hole onto his grateful mouth.

"Oooooooooooooooo!" She shook her head looking at the gun man. "No it won't go its too hard I...I...Oooooooooooo!"

"Keep riding it honey, be a good girl or it might go off." He chuckled then he furrowed his brow. "I said ride it!"

Natasha began to scream and cuss as he rammed in hard and uncaringly.

"Jesus uh, uh, uh no, no, no!" The other man was biting firmly on her clit his hands pushing her legs so wide she thought she was a performing cheerleader.

"God stopppppppppppppppp!" she wailed he mound bouncing so much the groin man was struggling to keep his tongue inside her.

Patting from effort the geek slid the barrel slowly from her rear admiring the buttered filthy end. The other man also knelt back then stood. The gun man turned and mounted the gun on wall brackets and then they both un-clipped their boiler suits.

As the fabric fell away Natasha gave a gulp of surprise the men's flaccid cocks a good six inches while still arousing. She suddenly realised the hard thin barrel may have been the least of her troubles.

In the wood clearing and down in the farm cellar two more females were gazing in awe at the families prize asset. Sophie was struggling to contain the cops cock in her mouth. It had hardened and hardened with her ruby lipped attention and now it filled her cute oval pout fully. It was like a log; maybe 10 inches long the fat purple end now painfully tight the foreskin pulled back hard.

The cop had his hands gripping her black mane pulling her on to him

"Keep going," he hissed,"the interrogations going just fine."

He withdrew his length out of her gagging throat raising it up against the side of her nose nudging his cock tip into her eye socket. Then he gripped his shaft at the base slapping her hard across the face with the purple end.

She yelped at the rapid battering on her checks and nose.

"Nothing like a good cock whipping as ma old man would say." He laughed the disgusting slopping noise of flesh on flesh resonating in the forest.

He was hammering the fat truncheon hard against her face Sophie squealing trying to pull away.

"Slop! Slop! Slop!

"Ready to bend over yet?" He shouted, Sophie frantically nodding her face covered in spittle and pre come strands.

At the same time in the cellar Sandy had a different type of punishment to content with. The bucking twisting dominator was driving her crazy. Her clit was hard her juices undoubtedly flowing; not that she could feel them. The thing continued to pump her full of slime the stuff belching from around her weakening pussy lips. Her arms ached and she too heaved a bra covered bosom; bouncing like an ad mans dream on this crazy home made bronco.

"Ohhhhhhhhh it's going to shake me to bits!" Flashed her mind, "my ass is giving way anymore and I'll shit myself!" The bone shuddering vibration course up from her pelvis to her eyes her vision blurring a little. It made no wonder she had a wet disgusting ball gag in her mouth she'd have probably chattered her teeth to pieces by now.

In front of her she had to watch the maniac strip from his baggy trousers under sheaths of leather his cock had appeared and he shamelessly wanked himself to erection.

In her delirious state she thought she was seeing things his monster cock curving up to a good ten inches or more, massive bull like balls, the end glistening pink the spunk hole similar to his dominators cervix pounding end.

"Oh god," she thought the buzz cock feeling like it was trying to twist sideways in her. "I'll do it, I'll suck it, I'll fuck, I'll milk it dry, it just get me off this thing!"

Her head began to nod frantically her eyes staring into his masked eyes holes.

The thing understood. But instead of moving towards her it turned and staggered to the steps

"Oh shit no! Where's it going?"

It was leaving her clambering up the stairs its massive cock waving. It crashed through the rear doors out into the blazing sunlight. The tarpaulin truck was still parked there chugging away to itself the engine in idle all this time. As the maniac reached the rear of the flat loader he pulled back the tarpaulin

Sat the wrong way around on a high backed chair was the leggy Bianca. Her fantasy hips and waist were bound with a rope to the chair. The chair itself bolted to the flatbed floor. Bianca had a gag over her mouth her long hair bedraggled like a wild woman. Her Hollywood thighs were spread out as she straddled the chair. The thing was another Dominator; a vertical pounding dildo linked to the trucks drive shaft drawing power from the idling engine; buzzing and monotonously pumping up into her exhausted pussy hole. This one didn't pump come but instead the corkscrew cock length was constantly squirted with axel grease from a tiny tube, allowing hours of grease penetration.

Bianca was almost unconscious, deliriously hot pussy on fire, her drilling a never ending nightmare. She saw the maniac standing half in silhouette his massive erection hard and vertical against a leather pot stomach.

His eyes stared at her weakened green beauties. She looked at his cock again, then back to his face and she too nodded in desperation. 



Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 03



The sun was beginning its decent; the afternoon air hot and sticky over the Texas fields. Four college babes and their beautiful teacher had taken the wrong turn and now hours after the first crazy attack on that deserted back road they'd eventually found themselves split and in desperate need of help.

Miss Simms the groups sexy 30 something teacher had gone to get help, but only managed to run into trouble of her own.

Natasha had asked the help of two white trash brothers and now she had her hands bound behind her back with her body naked apart from the black bra and stiletto pink heels. She clenched her thighs together curling her hips to hide her modesty still seated in the old rocking chair not willing to try an escape. It would be pointless.

The two scrawny geeks stood in front of her boiler suits now stripped. Their freckled bleached white frames made their hereditary prize assets looked obscenely large, like some cartoon exaggeration.

Natasha looked open mouthed at the two men's waving erections. Each mans cock was 9 or even 10 inches long, impressively thick and firm , with the pale skin and downy hair giving them a adolescent appearance.

"Our family sure are proud of our cocks,"one of the men said smiling and winking to Natasha.

"Famed for em round these parts," added the other.

"All boys ya see. Ma and Pa wouldn't have it any other way." 

He came closer gripping Natasha's cheeks; squeezing them into a full lipped pout. "But I sure would have liked a sister like you." 

Both sniggered and admired her from long waxed legs up to her elegant neck and beautiful face.

Natasha shook free snarling back at them with brilliant teeth.

"You come near me again and I'll fucking bite that hand off. " 

She kicked out with her legs the sweat pouring from her back. She was a real firecracker.

The men reeled back looking a little angry; even surprised.

"Now miss that's no fun ya hear! Me and my brother ain't keen on holding ya down all the time." His bro nodded rubbing his shin where Natasha's heeled toe tip had connected.

"Maybe you need some persuading first," one said scratching his chin. The other agreed and with that they both lunged towards the cursing goddess.

Natasha wriggled and kicked as she was lifted and dragged to her feet. With her hands behind her back it was impossible to put up any winnable battle. She screamed as one grabbed her ankles holding them together the other held her waist lifting her; carrying her towards the kitchen table.

They threw her onto it face down her bra held bosom pressing onto the wood surface.

"Uggggg you fucking..."

Wack!

She gave a yelp as one slapped her upturned ass her long legs apart heels on the ground claves stretched, her muscles tensed like a cat about to leap.

But she was leaping nowhere one of the men pressing down hard on her shoulder blades while the other one gave her more spanking.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

Natasha bucked and screamed each flat palmed hit making her tanned ass glow red Natasha giving a cock stiffening yelp of indignity with each blow. She tried to close her legs but the brute kicked her cute heels apart hitting her butt again in punishment

"Be still you bitch or we can spank ya all day."

The English teacher continued to scream and struggled the other man having to press down with his full body weight to stop her rearing up.

"What a fucking ass" the spanker said caressing then slapping then repeating the process over and over. And remembering her rifle barrel probing he added."Real slimy rear now that you're buttered up." 

Natasha looked over her shoulder her red hair ruffled yet still looking saloon perfect.

"Oh God, oh no you fuck no please no I I Ugggggggggg!"

The brother had opened his blackened fridge producing a ribbed knobbled vegetable. About 6 inches long and thick like a massive yellow cigar. The man began to smear butter over it tapered bobbled end.

"Lets see how you are taking this corn cob up your ass." He said with a wicked wink.

Natasha tried again to close her legs but the man stepped between her heels opening his legs making her spread achingly wide. The other brother pressed down on the small of her back allowing her shoulder to rise Natasha's neck stretched like her head was trying to escape her body.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh noooooooooooooooooo!"

The rigid corn ribbed cob pressed against her anus and she screamed as the man pushed and pushed forcing the fat cold vegetable in; then past her sphincter.

"Ooooooooooooooooooo!"

She could feel the ridges bumping over her anal rim her hole widening and widening the thing been pushed in painfully hard.

"Uggggggggggggggg!" 

The sensation eased a little the worst part over. She had the fat cob in her ass now her muscles still not believing but now coping. But only just...

"UGgggggg god its ugggg no stop oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The man pushed in till maybe 5 inches of cob had opened her void. Then he began to withdraw the ribbed shaft pulling on her inner flesh as she felt the sensation of shitting a solid hard turd.

"Ugggggggggg!"

She gritted her teeth her legs buckling in as the cob was almost removed. Almost; just the last tapered half inch kept her sphincter from squeezing shut.

He pushed back in this time faster making her grunt like a hog quickly pulling the cob back getting the same grunt from the different bowel evacuating sensation.

In again!

Out!

In!

Out!

"Nooohhhhh ugh, eieeeee, ugh ugh awwwwwwww ugh, ugh, ugh!" Miss Simms began to yelp, pant, scream, beg all in one continuous buggered groan.

The men laughed cocks as stiff as poles, eyes fixed, tongues drooling as one pinned her to the table as the other began to fuck her ass with fast deep stabs of the corn cob. 

In the valley below deep under the farm house Sandy was groaning and biting hard on her wet spunk gag. The little blonde was at the mercy of the bizarre leather clad maniac's sex machine. But as the incredible sensations had increased to almost breaking point he had disappeared.

Why had the maniac left her? She'd nodded to him! That was supposed to be the sign the old man had told her. She understood now; after a ride on this monster she'd fuck anything that moved to get off it.

Her pussy couldn't take much more of this mechanical pounding. Even with the ingenious ejaculating tip head in use her inside were becoming sore. Had he left her for hours of gasping horror? Her question was answered moments later as a taller version of her was helped down the stairs into the basement. 

Sandy recognised the stunning blonde teen, it was Bianca her friend. She looked drawn; her thin face even more tight, her cheek bones sticking out, big expressive green eyes looking dazed. She was naked her film star figure glowing with sweat her rock hard tits like a stick on addition to her fine body. 

Bianca held onto the maniac, nails gripping his leather gown as he half carried, half dragged her down to the cellar floor. The once aloof girl saw her classmate and best friend bound and suspended; forced to straddle the barrel shaped device. See could see the power cock buzzing and pounding up into the young woman's slit, black lubricant spilling out back into the wooden container. Bianca knew what she was going through having only just been released from her own "dominator."

"Oh God! Sandy! Sandy, no, no!" She cried her lips quivering her face one of knowing horror seeing her cute stocking friend bucking like on a bronco.

The huge beast let go of her hand and she collapsed to her knees as in prayer.

"Oh God sandy, it's a nightmare!"

The man, if that what he was; looked at Sandy as she gyrated and flexed trying to climb off the thumping cock but to no avail. She was again nodding; desperately looking into his eyes. Her thoughts were frantic.

"Anything; anything for fucks-sake GET ME OF THIS THING!!"

The maniac understood.

"Goooooooooood!" It drawled both women hearing the first understandable noise from its bloated lipped mouth

He picked up two large dog collars attached to lengths of chain. He clipped one around Bianca's neck and with a pair of pliers made sure the metal buckles were locked in place. Now even the young woman's desperate fingers could not unfasten it. Happy she was on ten foot a long chain. He approached Sandy.

The dominator shuddered to a halt Sandy limp on the tip like a worn out Christmas fairy. She felt the collar around her neck and in seconds she too was on a long metal leash.

Bianca was moaning to herself in deep despair as carefully the maniac unfastened Sandy's heels then ball gag until finally, using the pulley he haul her off the dominator.

"Ugggggggggggg!" Sandy cried with her newly freed lips, her arms taking the strain.

"Be quiet!" It growled its big hands tugging down making the cute teens body rise, until.

Sloooooooooooooopp! 

She was finaly extracted from the horrid pole cock.

"Ohhhhh thank fuck!" She groaned her chute free of the invader. As he lowered the pulley her black heels touched the ground, then her legs buckled and she was dropped into a exhausted heap. 

Finally he unfastened her hands and she crawled on all fours towards Bianca.

"Kneel," it grunted dragging a chair in front of them sitting down, legs apart, cock upright against his leather stomach. He pulled both chains making the girls edge towards him

Sandy was thankful to be free of the spunk gag and tried to reason with it.

"Please why are you doing this?" She said her eyes looking sincere and so sexy.

"Suck!" It growled pointing to its rampant cock.

They didn't say another word in refusal just moaned in horror their eyes darting to each other then the monster cock. Neither wanting to go first.

Both young beauties were between his massive spread thighs the maniac holding both chain leashes in one hand his other able to command their heads and hands. It was easy for him to direct what he wanted. Each girl had a reluctant wrist pulled to his massive ball sack another to his cock length then once they were massaging his manhood he gripped Bianca's neck. She would be first to have to swallow his cock head.

The high school bitch didn't make eye contact her dark lashed eyes half close her full mouth opening to envelope his bulbous cock head. She had to open her mouth into a skin stretching yawn, so wide was his member. Sandy watched her eyes blinking at her friends slow but successful servicing of this maniac. Although exhausted and dirty Bianca still looked fabulous glowing tanned skin her blonde hair now dark rooted but so full and thick her tits like ripe fruit, nipples a light succulent pink.

"Mmmfffffffffffffff!"

The beast pulled her chain collar making her take deeper gulps Bianca's hands on his thighs pushing back. He gripped Sandy neck pulling her face over his cock Bianca rearing back with relief as he released her neck. The cock spat from her mouth spittle trailing from her lips Bianca coughing and spluttering but not uttering a word of defiance. Sandy unable to push back against such strength closed her own young eyes and with the same yawing mouth swallowed the monsters rod.

Sandy felt the creature pull her head down deeper and deeper onto his cock. She was struggling to breathe the seeping eye on her tonsils. She coughed and baulked but the maniacs hand kept a firm grip pushing her mouth further down around his length.

"Stop stop your choking her!" Cried Bianca the maniacs masked eyes suddenly locking on her trembling face

He groaned in delight and animal passion pulling Bianca to her naked feet.

"Oh god no please I don't want to fuck." She moaned trying to push away. "Not you. Not that fucking warty horrid cock."

Sandy was free of the massive tool now spittle drooling from her lips and she spluttered a crazed, desperate idea.

"Maybe, maybe he'll let us go then?"

The maniac didn't wait for the discussion to finish.

Bianca knew what he wanted, he was lifting her leg. He wanted her to straddle him, pushing Sandy back away his cock sprang upright like a flag pole and with his hand around Bianca's diminutive waist he hauled her onto his rampant rod, spreading her legs wide over his thighs making her straddle facing him her body slowly sinking onto his rod

"Oh god uhhhhhhhhh," she moaned unable to stop the inevitable.

"Uggggggggggg!" 

She gave a long slow groan her pelvis sliding down to his hairy greasy base her lips spreading her tired canal opening to swallow the fore arm size cock.

As Bianca slid fully onto him her feet pressed on the floor she could lift herself up and down at will and the Maniac used his waist hugging arm to demonstrate what he wanted. She slowly began to fuck his cock lifting her hips letting the massive length slid half way out before resting back down.

"Oh sir is this what you want? Ugh is ughhhh it please ugh please don't uggggg hurt me!"

She felt his hand trail down her rear over her ass his fingers spreading her cheeks. Sandy gave a grunt of refusal as her collar was tugged towards her friend's sweaty crevice. The beast gripped the pig tails girls head thrusting it into Bianca's bouncing butt.

"Lick!" He ordered

Sandy mouth pressed against her friends little sphincter in one long forced kiss.

Bianca gave a grunt feeling her friend's tongue on her ass hole and searched her back thrusting perfect domes into the maniac's spittle drooling lips.

Sandy was shaking her head and trying to resist. But Bianca didn't want to anger him.

"Oh God Sandy just do what he wants, I can't go back on those things, "Bianca groaned, feeling her nipples sucked hard by rough greasy lips.

The beast's finger pushed down to her ass crack parting her cheeks so he could feel Sandy's tongue pressing on the sensitive rear hole.

Bianca began to moan the deep thrust of his cock filling her young tight tunnel. She rose and fell the warty cock tugging at her lips the head pushing hard against her cervix like the awful buzz cock he had used before. She felt like a total whore, her ass feeling her young friends tongue, big fingers keeping her cheeks wide; other hands groping her tits pressing a dirty digit in her mouth his eyes staring in her as she groaned and grunted astride him

"Uhh, uh, uh, uh, awwwwwww!"

Suddenly with incredible strength he lifted his bucking slave and Bianca gave a yelp as he twisted her around her long legs flailing out almost knocking the kneeling sandy over. The beast gripped her hits with one hand holing her up his other hand parting her thighs Bianca now straddling facing away towards sandy.

Oh oh he's gonna. OoooooooH!"

"Ugg uggggg! Ohhhhhhhhhhh agggggggggggg!" He thrust up against her licked ass at the same time lowering her.

"Ugggggggggggggg!" Bianca gave a painful cry as her penetrated her ass

No no no ugggggggg oh god ahhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! His massive cock ramming up opening her sphincter, her leathery walls yielding with protests as she took as good six inches of his fat rod .

"Ohh Jesus ugggggggggggggggg!"

The beast gripped her thighs with a monster hand each, pulling them apart allowing her arms to try and hold herself up. But it was no use she slid the full length down onto the rectum filling cock

"Aeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The beast pushed his thighs wide forcing her legs even further apart her toes just touching the floor. He slit was wide and open the lips looking loose and well exercised. A wet tunnel visible up into her.

Sandy was rearing away horrified but the beast pulled her back. She knew what he wanted. Her head was tugged between her thighs until her nose and lips pressed on Bianca's sweaty sex. She would have to lick her best friend's pussy out while he fucked up into her ass.

The maniac began to ram up off his seat making Bianca scream and thrash. Sandy's head pressed against the wet snatch the noise of the pumping anal monster ringing in her ears

Phut! Phut! Phut! Phut!

The teen goddess was screaming now her head shaking in refusal her body unable to beat such strength

"No no uhgg too much uggggggggg no no aggggggg god no your ugggggggggg killing me!"

But he wasn't just fucking her ass to within an inch of endurance. Long hard deep thrusts Bianca feeling the cock tip ram deep in her gut, his hands on her tits his tongue licking her neck, her friend mouth pressed against her slit.

"No, no, no, nuggggggggggggggggggg!"

She was bouncing up and down screaming her head off tits like hard domes her eyes wild. Her body and mind had been exhausted now this new intense fucking was motivating her to try harder fight back, resist but it was all in vain.

"Oh God stop ugh ugh stopppppppppp!"

Suddenly he'd let go off Sandy and the girl pulled back gasping herself

He gripped under Bianca's thighs pulling her legs up and out now all she e could do was sit hard down on his pole. He began to lift her body up and down fucking his cock with her body lifting the allowing her to drop hard onto him ramming the cock to the hilt

"Ugh, ugh, ugh ugggggg!" She was drooling and gasping her eyes rolling in a daze.

"Oh God sandy I can't take any more!" She wailed. But Sandy just knelt her face shocked and unable to respond.

Moments later Bianca had passed out and just slumped there as he bucked upwards. The maniac lifted her from his cock and stood his cock waving like a dark medieval weapon. He thrust Bianca to her knees holding her golden blackened mane. Bianca head was drooping, her senses slowly coming around. She pushed up with her arms her tits squeezed together in a photo shoot pose and he gripped his cock at the base slapping it across her half conscious face.

"UgggggggggggggggggggggKKKKKKKKKK!"

He bellowed as his dick began to explode. 

Massive spurts of viscous white filth began to shoot. Bianca face was been showered with strands of jelly come. Two, three four enormous ejaculations the high cheek boned snooty bitches face now an iced cake white mass of semen. Chunks in her eyes sockets and frothing bubbles at her nostrils, her dark lashes covered in snow-like specks, her mouth open strand of come dripping and cris-crossing her beautiful pout like a manic spiders efforts.

Seeing her friend almost drowning in come Sandy gasped over and over, hyperventilating with horror.

It would be her turn next!

A few miles away in the intense heat of the undergrowth the air was full of indignant grunts and yelps.

Sophie was on all fours; knees in the dirt hands clawing in the soil. The cop had removed her knickers and as he knelt behind hard against her butt the pleated college skirt hid the mind popping pounding she was getting. Each thrust forward made the raven beauty give an animal grunt her eyes crossing her rimmed glasses falling down her nose. The cop had earlier hooked her sweater over her neck to expose her melons and with each deep thrust her tits swung forward and then backwards like huge love pendulums; the sore nipples pink and long like a laden cows udders.

"Uggggggg, uggggg, uggggggg ugggggggg!" 

Sophie gritted her teeth unable to stop her grunting. She knew he was loving her moans but she found it impossible to stop.

His cock was like a battering ram. God it was big, maybe 10 inches and thick too. It curved slightly up making the fat squeezed penetration as intense as she could imagine.

"Uggggggggg! No no ugh ugh!" She gasped looking over her shoulder hair cascading down big blue eyes innocent and pleading

"Ug stop its too hard uggg uggggggg!"

But he just kept up the steady brisk rutting his hands clenching her tight waist every so often groping a swinging tit tugging the nipple like he was indeed milking an udder

"That's it miss good girl uggg good girl!" He coughed, his brow covered in sweat his unbuckled pants at his knees. "You be a good girl for daddy!" He teased drawing his cock to the tip allowing her pussy flaps to begin closing before sliding al the way back in; as tight a fit and as powerful as a piston in a cylinder.




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 03



"Ohhhhhhhh uggggg, ug, ug, ug!" Sophie just wanted him to stop but his stamina was excellent so was his self control.

"Com'on bitch you can do better than that." He laughed gripping her arms pulling them back at the wrists so now she just knelt, her tits swinging freely her shoulder aching as he held her arms behind her shoulders like some big titted suspension bridge.

"Ug, ug,ug,ug,ugggggggggggg!" He began to thrust faster, still the long almost exiting strokes, but much faster.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh godnnnn ooooooooohhh ugh, ugh, ugh, ugggggggg!" She was wailing and thrashing, her mouth the ruby red oval, her teeth gleaning as she bit hard at the gut turning penetration.

"I'm gonna come inside you tight pussy you hot little slut." He shouted as his cock becoming a blur.

"Uggggggggg nooooooooo please please!" She screamed aware she wasn't on the pill, her pussyfeeling like he was trying to climb all the way inside.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah that's it that's it!" He groaned, his ass juddering like a farm machine," all the way in, all the way up!" He laughed.

"Uggggggkkkkkkkkkkk!"

Both made the same convulsing gargle.

The cop felt his balls tightened his tubes flood and one, two, three then four powerful orgasmic spurts of come. The busty brain box suddenly felt her hot pounded pussy awash with lubricating and cooling liquid, her cervix deep inside squelching with spunk and nudging cock head.

He rammed harder still, three, four more times, Sophie's tits slapping hard together up against her chin; the girl exhausted only held up by her suspended arms. And when final he released her wrists she collapsed face first into the dirt.

Slooooock! 

He withdrew his long glistening cock, come trailing with it and gave her white ass a hard slap as he stood up.

"Now we know whose boss I reckon we're gonna get along just fine."

"Please can I go now?" She whimpered in a confused pathetic voice. She still struggled to understand how and why. Maybe it was her fault, did cops do stuff like this?

He buckled his belt Sophie still panting for air. Before she could say a word he pulled her arms behind her back again and re cuffed her.

"Back in the car miss," he laughed, "interrogation over... For now."

Back in the bedroom of the old colonial farm house Michelle could hear grunts and occasional yelps from the cellar as the maniac dealt with her two friends. Michelle on the other hand couldn't scream. Sure she wanted to but the rubber ball gag just absorbed her bites and the only noise she could make was a muffled desperate noise.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmfffffffffff!"

Her eyes were so wide they looked like they would pop from her head.

"Mmmmmfffffffffffffff!"

The pa and old crone sniggered and taunted as they continued their games

First the candle wax on the tits, Michelle excellent domes now like snow covered peaks her rock hard nipples encased in drying wax.

Michelle was in a surreal dream world. Nothing made sense; why, how, who? So many questions but unable to speak she could hardly reason, and the burning wax on her nipple ends had focused her attentions very quickly.

But that was only the beginning. The crazy couple had now moved onto the ball. An inflatable rubber ball pushed into her pussy then pumped to the size of a fist.

The first inflation had been the worse experience of her life. The sensation of growth; the dawning horror and understanding of what was to come had her mind swimming. Embarrassment, pain, humiliation, despair had all mixed into one and Michelle wished so much to be back at the road side cart wheeling in front of boys again.

Ma and pa were both pulling at the strong rubber tube. They must have done this ten times now and her pussy was getting weaker and more elastic each time.

"That's it baby it's bigger again but I know you'll just deliver it like all the rest."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmfffff!" She arched her back legs at right angle tied to furniture her tits bound in rope

"Push you bitch; pop it out onto the bed like all the rest." Pa had been delighted with her efforts so far. He wondered how big a ball so would eventually be able to manage.

"Push!"

With that they both tugged with grimaces on their faces and as Michelle bucked, her pussy widened and with a greasy noise the big apple size balloon was delivered on the bed.

Sloopppppppp!

Old hands moved to her pouting pussy pressing and opening their handy work looking up into her pink love canal.

"Not as tight as you use to be eh?" Pa giggled and he stroked his old skeletal hand as in thought.

Ma stroked Michelle hair and cheek the girls eyes terrified. Pa wheeled himself to each stretched ankle and unbuckled her. She was still tied at the wrist , hands over her head and with the fat ma knelt on her flat tummy she couldn't move anywhere. Ma threw the rope through a rafter and looped it down and then tied her long legs together at the ankle the bound them to the rafter noose. She stood back and her and pa tugged the rope down pulling Michele legs up to the ceiling her back raised ass off the bed shoulder carrying her weight onto the mattress arms till attached to the head board.

Pa lifted himself onto the bed and sat at her upturned tanned rear.

She couldn't see him but felt the cold metal spout been slowly pushed into her anus. The man had greased the tip and as the spout widened to a funnel he ease it in bit by bit. Once the funnel was firm against her cheeks he took a rubber belt wrapping it around her upturned waist clipping it to either side of the funnel.

Now the thing was hooked onto her bottom the funnel spout a good six inches into her rectum slowly tapering as it went.

Ma," the old man said holding Michelle fabulous ass as if admiring a picture. Go rustle up so real runny porridge." He laughed Michelle wriggling and making muffled protest. "And make sure it's nice and warm!"

Michelle's thoughts repeated over and over. "Miss help, where are you Miss Simms?"

The cellar maniac appeared spent; his cock deflated still dripping long strands of post come. But there would be no let up in this house.

He still stood towering over the exhausted Bianca. He spun around and searched for the spunk gag Sandy had been wearing.

"No no please I did what you...uggggggg!" Bianca struggled as he forced a gag into her mouth her face still dripping come her body covered in perspiration, hair matted with ejaculation and other bodily liquids.

Tying her hands behind her back he dragged her to a row of cages no bigger than dog kennels forcing her in on all fours locking the bars behind her.

"Oh God," cried Sandy straining at the limits of her chain length the metal rattling as she tried to move the stairs, "were fucking trapped here!"

The maniac looked back and nodded enthusiastically. 

"Hee! Hee! Hee!"

His insane laughter scared her more than his idiotic, infantile one words commands.

Now he could concentrate on her. He pulled the chain forcing her to stand and as she struggled he pulled her to him. She was diminutive but full figured; overlarge pink nippled breasts, great ass and thighs with shapely white stocking pins. She was still in her heeled black college shoes her calves stretched and sexy and that cute pigtailed bobbed blonde hair made his blood course through his veins.

He groped her melons hard lifting and twisting spinning her, gripping her ass admiringly examining his catch. Her flesh was full but firm she had bulges in all the right places. He looked around... "he had another dominator for this one."

Sandy began to scream. The machine had two long metal storks with nipple clamps on the end and instantley she knew these snail like storks would vibrate like a hammer drill.

Why? Why her? This machine would dominate her in a completely new and humiliating way. She wrestled and tried to resist, praying for the mad man to get hard again so he could fuck her and allow her some respite.

She knew her teacher was still out there trying to get help and like Michelle upstairs her thoughts weighed heavily on Miss Simms saving the day.

As Sandy was strapped and clamped into position she thankfully had no idea of the beautiful redhead teachers unfolding mountain shack ordeal.

Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!

The punishment on Natasha anus was unrelenting. She was hoarse from screaming and yelping and now all she could do was grit her teeth and grunt loud high pitched noises.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ughhhhhhhh!"

Her legs felt like they could give way the cob pounding making her ass feel numb. The man had not reduced or increased his speed in fifteen minutes the cob like some machine pushing all the way in then pulling almost out making her muscles squeeze to extract it yet at the last second be overcome by strong manly hands pushing back in.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

The men were transfixed; even they had lost track of time watching the yellow cob blur in and out seeing her ass bounce and wiggle her knees touching heels doing a tap dance on the floor.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

The one pinning her could feel she had weakened and now only lightly held her in place. She was still thrashing her head but she knew she couldn't get up. By now it was only for show and both she and the men knew it.

Her ass even buttered still didn't really accept the intrusion and the sensation and pain still there and not seeming to diminish.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

She could believe that if they fucked her all day with the knobbled hard food she'd still be grunting at midnight.

"Please, please, no more ugh, ughh no more ugghhhhhhhhhhhh"

His thrusting had started to get deeper and deeper his enthusiastic lust taking over reasoning and she was scared he would loose it up her.

"No, no stop please stop stop!" She shrieked feeling the thing begin to slip away from his hand her muscles sucking the length inside her.

He stopped half thrust, just in time. 

"Uggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!" 

Natasha closed her eyes blushing red as her anal muscles did their thing forcing the hard wet cob out of her hole landing with a dirty thud on the floor.

She felt her bra been unclasped and her body allowed to straighten a little. The lace came away allowing her full firm tits to breathe. Her brown nipples were hard with the rubbing on the wood her olive skin glistening with sweat the perfect smooth domes making the sweat run into rivulets down her perfect circumferences. As she rear up her tits held their place resisting gravity, pointing towards rotting timber walls.

She felt her hands been untied her wrists unwound from rope.

"Now listen bitch," Came an order, "any more fighting and we'll fuck you for another 20 with an even bigger cob."

Natasha nodded gripping the table edges with her hands, still bent over, knees tired, heels wobbling,. She couldn't take another session of this.

The one who'd been using the cob pushed his groin behind her his hand directing his now rampant cock towards her pussy. The man was on fire the sight of her anus spitting and gulping that thick thing for so long a sight unimaginable. And the groans and grunts. She'd really hated it; hated the cob, hated the bent over position, hated the two ugly hilly billy geeks sweating to high heaven knowing that there was no way to stop them getting their fat cocks all the way up inside her when they decided.

Jezzzzz he was stiff! And he let her have it!

"Ugggggggg ohhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Natasha gulped and she had groaned embarrassingly loud as he began to slide up inside her pussy. His cock felt as big as it looked but her shaft widened allowing him to delve further and deeper. 

"Uggggggggg!" she grunted again feeling his tip push to her limit his waist almost pressing on her bent over ass cheeks.

He rocked back and forth building up speed his strokes getting longer.

"Uggggggggggg ug ug ug ug ug" 

The table was shaking and creaking mixing with the teachers loud animal grunts. Each thrust forward her mouth formed a dry lipped pout a intense bellow of gut intense sensation her eyes opening ever so wide dark lashes flaring. Her nails bite into the soft wood top her ass making a dirty wet slapping noise as his pelvis thrust against it.

His hands slid down from her tight wiast feeling her ribs tracing up underneath to her two hard tits.

She bit her lip as his hands began to squeeze her mounds , twisting and massaging, his cock ramming into her hole her knees pressing in together the legs of the table looking as shaky as her own well turned pins.

"Ug! Ug! Ug! Ug! Uggggggggg! 

Natasha felt his cock lifting her wiast making her toes almost leave the floor. The table was beginning to sway with the hard thrusts and the red head began a long teeth clenched snarl.

"Aggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!!"

The table gave way the legs bucking mid thrust the woman and her rider falling down onto the collapse pile of wood with a crunch!

The man fell on top of her his cock sliding almost out but he kept fucking, pulling her waist up making her get on all fours over the crumpled wood splinters.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" 

She was like a chugging farm yard machine a long continuous grunting session the cock sliding in and out, the teachers now getting into the rhythm her face expressing the deep massive ruts forward, the relief of a suggested removal only for the cock to ram in at the very last second again.

He began to pant his ass bouncing up and down at breajkneck speed.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

She felt him twist her tits almost all the way around as he release a long strand of chucky semem up against her cervix the second spurt like his bell end had exploded in pent up pressure.

"Ohh God uggggggggggg!" She groaned sensing the torrent inside her.She felt like a quickly filling jug.

But she knew it was only half over. His brother had been sat on the bed end legs apart huge erection in his hand as he stroked himself watching the display. He'd looked deep onto her eyes as his bro had hammered away and gave a satisfied, amorous groan seeing her pupils dilate as she experienced the fucker's ejaculation.

"Now my turn," he gleefully said standing up looking at the bed, deciding how to take her.

"On the bed babe, lay on your back!" he ordered.

Natasha struggled to stand firm hands gripping her throwing her on the bed. She rolled onto her back pushing her self up towards the bed end, the man climbing on the linen like an approaching panther.

As he climbed up her his cock slid along her shins and thigh getting closer to its target.

She felt his body fitting with her as his cock slid up her soaking wet pussy. She gave another moan of embarrassed, arousing penetration. Her clit was hardening her lips tender to the warty monster.

Her hand s gripped his back and waist trying to hold onto some kind of dignity. Some kind of resistance. But it was no use. She was been fucked against her will mercilessly in a dirty mountain shack by two in bred deviants and she was starting to come. She had felt it rising, as she panted , moaned and gasped her head focused on one thing. She was going to come.

"Ug,ug no, no, no ugh ugn, no no!" 

Her voice was getting higher and higher. Her thighs were raise long legs hooking around his bouncing ass, trying to hold it in, trying to keep the thrusts at bay.

"Oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh oHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She was bouncing on the bed the man almost thrown from her his hand eagerly twisting her tits nipples like corn cobs themselves.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Fucckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

Her pussy was exploding the muscles gripping and swallowing trying to take the ten inches deeper, deeper to her womb. Her eyes were tight shut her face screwed up in ecstasy and hideous ashamed horror.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!" 

Her lips parted in a satisfied exhale her body still pounding hard aginst the bed board as the man thundered home.

"Oh yes that's it I'm gonna let it fly baby, then it's off to the old farm stead for you bitch."

"Yes, yes yes oh oh!" 

He withdrew in one long slimy motion straddling her chest thrusting his cock between her cleavage

"UgggggggggggKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" 

He began to fire arch's of come over her mounds, under her chin, onto her nipples and sweaty shoulder blades

"Uggggggggg!"

Her chest was swimming in white eruption the stink filling her nostrils the mans hand smearing in into her firm tits, pushing his wet sticky fingers into her mouth, Natasha now coming to her senses spluttering and coughing as his digits pressed on her tongue.

"MMMmmmmmmmmmm!"

In the bedroom Michelle was thankful to be finally free of her gag. It made her pointless screams at least easier to do

"Eeeeeeeeeeee ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh shit shit no no uggggggggggggggg!"

The warm, very warm slime was filling her bowel. The porridge was slowly draining inside her the funnel making gluging noises from time to time as air escaped and liquid filled its place

"Uggggggggggggg Jesus stop stop please!" Michelle cried. 

The mad couple had decide suspending her legs from the ceiling could be improve on now she still remained on her back, tits roped hands tied to the bed board but also her legs had been pushed back and down to her tummy knees either side of her bound tits her feet at her shoulder toes touching either ear. With rope and expertise she had been trussed into this ass high bent double position.

"Ugggggggggggggg!" The funnel pointed straight up like the crowning summit of a perverse human statue.

Glug.

Ohhhhhhhhh fuck fuck I can't take it uggggg I'm gonna....

She wanted to shit it all out but with the funnel like a plug all se could do was squeeze tight around the tapered shaft

Ma heard the friendly wail of her son's police siren as his trooper car approached. She increase her efforts, pouring the remaining slime into Michelle's anal funnel.

"Quickly Pa, "she said waving her hand to motivate him. Let's get this one dressed and all sealed up before he gets here."



Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 04



The sheriff gave a groan of resignation as he saw the camera crews and news hounds heading up the trail towards the farm. Now the gun battle was over his men were spread thin and there was nothing he could do to stop media disembarking and instantly setting upon any half drunk deputised good ole boy that was willing to tell them the tale. The sheriff stood over the body of one of his own law men, there only casualty officially, and it would have to stay like that. There'd been so much shooting and chaos no one seems to have noticed this cop was on the other side. Most of the weekend gun enthusiasts had concentrated all their fire on the huge ape of a man with the scary masked face, and if they had noticed the cop; well round these parts you just sort of looked the other way.

The big bellied sheriff looked over to where the young women, lost for so long were been helped into ambulances. They'd have another story to tell no doubt about the officer laying below him. But denials are for later. His men had reported back from inside the house one of his female deputies looking decidedly pale and disturbed.

"Well?" He asked tilting his Stetson to shade his eyes from the low sun. "What's down there?"

"Sheriff," one of his officers said wiping his brow and looking nervously back at his female colleague," I reckon you best look for yourself."

It had been a much hotter day when that slaughtered cop's patrol car had slowly trundled its way along dry mud ridges towards the farm house. He'd made his siren wail and pressed the horn a number of times. He knew how fucking crazy his family were and it would be no surprise if they mistook him for other law men sneaking up on them and decided to blow him away. As the car pulled under the shadow of the house he smiled to himself in amusment. 

"Hmm and they just might do it someday...but not today." 

He stepped out of the car his sunglasses glinting in the late afternoon sun. It had been a strange day so far. He'd found the college mini bus smashed along the roadside the driver apparently crushed by some assailants pick up. Well that's what his passenger in the back seat had told him. The buxom teen had insisted a dildo wielding mad man had chased her into the wood before carrying off her friend.

"Get out miss." He said in a relaxed manner. No need to shout she was doing what she was told. She was doing just fine in fact.

As she stepped out hands still cuffed behind her back he noticed she wasn't as talkative now; more sullen and unsure of herself since his little interrogation games with her nipples and some jump leads. When he'd pulled over to rape her in the bushes he reckoned she finally got the message he's wasn't really here to protect and serve. 

Sophie squinted through her glasses in the late afternoon sun the house towering above her. It was a sickly pale timber structure, the wood in places green with mould. All the windows were either boarded up or covered with slatted wooden shutters. She tried to keep her pants down to a minimum her world getting darker and darker by the hour.

The cops pushed her ahead as she carefully climbed the veranda steps hands tied, sore tits thrusting under her sweater, her hair down her back like a long horse's mane. Once inside the cool entrance hall she could hear muffled noises from above and below. None were discernable words but she recognised them as her friend's voices and all were in torment

"Oh God please where are you taking me?" She sobbed the cop not answering just pushing her towards the cellar stairwell. 

She'd thought at first it was best to do what he'd ask. After all he was a cop. But now she felt numb her recent experiences bent over a tree trunk and on the back seat still seeming like a dream as her mind tried desperately to adjust.

"Please, I don't understand? I've done nothing wrong." Then focusing on the muffled moans she added "Who's that? What's happening?"

"Move it," he ordered pushing her towards the steps." Get down there and see for yourself"

As she descended her knees began to shake the voice was getting louder and she recognised it as Sandy's. As she reached the floor of the cellar from hell she began to shake with terror. The huge bear-pig of a man was there; the one from the bus crash! His face was still hid behind the hideous mask his blubberous skin glistening through shafts of leather covering. His deformed knotted cock was thrust upright as big as the cops maybe larger the warty length looking painful and diseased.

In the corner Bianca was knelt in a cage her head down hands over her ears trying to blot out the moans and other horrid sounds. At the other side of this device strewn hold the beast was dancing around his other helpless victim; Sandy hoarse from her indignant moans.

The small curvy pig-tailed blonde was on another of the crazies dominators. She was sat on a converted racing bike her hands out gripping handlebars the wrist bound so she couldn't pull away. Her groin was pressed onto a small hard bicycle seat her knees bent, feet pulled together behind where a rear wheel should be. Instead of the rear wheel the frame was welded to the floor her feet were tied together by the big toe so she remained in a Tour de France position. But it was along the middle of the frame that horrified the raven haired brain-box the most.

The bike frame was resting on a machine, a big powerful motor. It had two storks pointing up from its summit like antennae on a little alien. The rods went either side of the bikes cross strut, up at angles, vibrating intensely also pumping up and down. Sophie's eyes followed each metal rod to its tip; a secure looking clamp encasing and binding each of Sandy's nipples.

"UUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sandy strained her neck as she groaned. The vibrations were coursing through her body. Her nipples and firm wonderful melons were in continuous agitation. Her tits had hardened to stone under the juddering attention her nipples over an inch long from tugging and arousal. Her teeth chattered as she gripped the handle bars in some type of comfort

"Ooooooh nnnnnnn ooooooooooooooooo!" 

She could only make wailing pleading noises her ass wobbling on the tiny seat as she rocked from side to side like she was free wheeling down a monstrous slope.

"Awwwwwwww!" Sophie screamed; caught off guard as the cop pushed her from behind and she tumbled the last few steps. 

She tried to get up her sexy legs kicking as she saw the pig man stagger over to her in delight.

"Looks like this is the one that got away from ya big man," laughed the cop as the maniac pulled her up by her hair.

"Agggg oh God please no not him please, please." Sophie had already seen what this crazy could do. 

She screamed again as he produced a knife slicing into her sweater. But it was only her clothes he wanted to dismember.

As the maniac ripped Sophie sweater apart the cop knelt down at the cage tapping on it, Bianca shying away. He smiled, taking off his shades to look with piggy eyes into the beauties stunning emerald ones.

"Been having fun?" He asked with a foul breath grin. 

"Nooooooooo! Oh God no you can't! Oh God please!" Sophie's wails drew back his attention. 

He turned to see his black haired captive now naked. The beast had sliced her sweater and skirt away then ripped off her knickers leaving the porcelain beauty only in black school heels. Naked the cop realised she was even sexier than he'd thought, her full ass and fantastic tits giving her a playboy appearance. But with that oil black hair and dark rimmed reading spectacles she looked all the part a teacher pet

With her hands still cuffed behind her back she was twisting her legs trying to resist as the maniac hooped a cord around her shoulder blades then under her tits. She screamed again as he wrapped the cords around each impressive mammary pulling tight making her jugs bulge as he continued to rope them.

Sophie shook her head with dismay because while one end was knotted into a tit binding succession of hoops the other end trailed up to a ceiling pulley then back to a work table where it finished attached to a ratchet winch.

"Looks like everyone wants to play with your big tits today miss," said the cop in an official manner.

The beast let go of her and she fell back teetering on her heels looking down at her bound tits the sounds of Sandy's moans and her fired up dominator machine filling the room. The huge man began to winch her up.

Crank.

Crank.

Crank.

Crank.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sophie was on tip toes in seconds the rope taut the pulley lifting her by her bound red tits almost off the floor.

Crank.

Crank.

Crank.

"Ohhhhh God, no, no uggggggggggg!"

Now she was off the floor her heels kicking desperately as she swung around her nipple turning blue her melons distended the cord making them bulge in all the wrong places.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Sandy please I need help!" She begged swaying in font of her bound machine mounting friend. But what could Sandy do?

Sandy looked up at the girls bulging tits her long legs kicking, her ruby lips in a oval of discomfort. The white stocking blondes own tits were on fire also the machine never slowing the tugging down on her nipples like she was suckling two frantic powerful hogs. It was useless to resists or even to think about resisting. Sandy gritted her teeth her nipples feeling like hot pins thrust into her mounds.

"Ohh God won't this ever stoppppppppp!" Her mind screamed, fearing to know the answer.

The cop began to strip his pants as the maniac returned to the quivering moaning Sandy. The bubbly teen felt the monsters cock head across her trembling tanned ass. The fiend angled it down the head caressing her thigh down to the tops of her stockings. Then he pushed it inwards searching for her young tight cunt. Sandy's eyes crossed in sensation as the pig-man's cock opened her entrance and began to savour her.

"Nnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhh!" 

Her teeth chattering changed to a long sucking pout as his cock pushed into her. She was already embarrassingly wet her tits aroused to the nth degree; the new sight of her big busted friend hanging in front of her acting as a perverse surreal aphrodisiac.

"OOOOOooooofuck!" She cooed; experiencing a man's rod so hard and evil that she could imagine it skewering her in two. 

The masked man had treated her like a fucking toy for hours; bringing her body to gasping painful indignant peaks of pleasure and humiliation. She'd had to lick her friend while this monster had plugged Bianca ass and pussy like she was some good little dog. It was clear she was his bitch and now he would take what was his. In some ways she was relieved that it had finally happened. 

"Aaaah! Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" 

She began to moan and thrash as the massive bulk of his leathered thighs bumped against her rear his long warty length ramming straight ahead into her wet, tired, but receptive hole. His cock was so long he easily nudged her cervix with his forward thrust the bumps like an invading army hammering at the gates

Bump!

Bump!

Bump!

Sophie's eyes widened in disgust as she watched Sandy moaning like a dirty bitch her tits still animated a thousand judders a minute her nipples stretched obscenely and now this ape pounding into her as she gripped the bicycle bars in a racing doggie position.

"Oh my God; Sandy!" She gasped; her disgusted tone evident Sophie shaking her head realising in horror. 

"She's enjoying it!"

Sandy saw the look on Sophie's face as she hung there her tits crimson her body becoming limp with exhaustion. But the blonde didn't care; it didn't matter as she would be just as much a whore when her turn came; she just didn't realise it yet.

"Aw, aw, aw, awww uggggggg oh God oh God uhhhhhhhhhhh!" 

Sandy began to go through a looped session of grunts, expletives and sexy groans. What did it matter what Sophie thought, she had only just got here and she didn't know or understand the horror. Sandy was already a veteran. 

Her arousing cacophony of sounds changed to a terrified pitch.

"Eee! Eeee! Eeeeee! 

The maniac was ramming harder and harder making Sandy scream with the thrusts. The long warty cock, looking like a mould covered piece of bark was slipping in and out as the girl's thick juices smeared its length.

The cop was near by his cock also out and impressively erect again. He put his hand to the maniac's rag and leather covered chest telling him to move back.

"Now me boy," he drawled opening his legs angling higher pushing his cock towards her ass.

"Time to split this young lady in two."

Sophie closed her eyes sensing the horror her young friend was about to experience.

"Ooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sandy screamed and convulsed but then gasped as her ass filled with meat the cop burying his cock to the hilt feeling the tits vibrations running down her spine to her rubbery rectum. Sandy felt like she would puke; as she felt a long thick sausage now snugly buried in her bottom.

He slowly withdrew letting her experience the shit then thrust in again, long deep ramming motions making Sandy scream again. The maniac was standing close by his juice smeared cock waving to attention.

Phut! Phut! Phut!

Sandy continued to wail the cop almost climbing on her rear banging down with avengeance

"Uh uh uh yeah yeah ride em cowboy yee ha!" He hollered cowboy style between excited, delighted grunts.

Sandy ass bounced and shook the cop hammering down his hands gripping her waist then under to her vibrating tits admiring how her body was been agitated

"Ugh ugh ugh fuck it feels like these things are going to snap off!" He grunted, his hands feeling the vibration of her abused stiff melons. By holding her tits firmly the cop made her nipples gyrate more, the buzzing metal storks trying to pull the teats at right angles, Sandy making a pouting high pitched sound .

"Ooooooooooooooo!" 

Then he felt his own shoulder tugged back by a big hand and he slid from her ass reluctantly. The beast man wanted in again and pushed the cop aside his huge bulk positioning to fuck her hard in the pussy once more. The swaying Sophie could only watch in astonishment as they tag fucked her friend. 

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!" Sandy hardly missed a beat off her consistent grunting as the men exchanged entry.

The maniac looked over watching Sophie wriggle and groan her tits flush red the cord pulled tight. He could feel Sandy gyrating back on his monster length her grunts becoming higher pitched. Sandy could also see up to Sophie. Their eyes met Sandy gritting her teeth from each thrust her clit getting hotter and hotter Sophie shaking her head biting her lip in discomfort as she hung there. Suddenly Sandy's view was blocked as the cop stood in front of her his cock in his hand jerking with purpose. He was wanking himself to climax his cock head, stinking of anal adventure, up against Sandy's cute nose. 

"Open your mouth!" He demanded as his hand became a blur.

Sandy didn't resist, her body was on fire her clit about to be overcome. The pussy thrusts were like a battering ram and she could feel the mad mans warty cock like a ribbed dildo; though this things tip was hot and sticky wanting urgent release.

"Oh oh oh oh!" She began to come! 

The climax was suddenly washing over her. The smell, the sensation, the humiliation all mixing into an erotic forbidden dream.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh argggggggggggggggggggg!"

She screamed with ecstasy her mouth open her pussy ejaculating hot juices. Her face felt the stink of semen as the cop's eye hole exploded firing an arch of spunk into her jaw wide mouth. The come hit her tongue and lips another spurt missed her mouth hitting her nose and eye socket. But still she remained open mouth, coming herself in a long animal groan of decadence.

"OOooooggggggggggggggggggggggggg!"

The cop roared with pleasure his spurts hitting her throat then her pretty face. He pushed closer as his last shot found its mark again landing deep in the back of her throat the previous load already dripping from the side of her lips.

As her ass bounced and gyrated milking the last seconds of orgasmic delight the maniac fired off his wad. She felt him give four successively harder thrusts his cock belching his deformed seed deep into her pussy shaft. He pussy felt like it was filling with warm water the copious amounts of fluid showing her master was finally satisfied with the servicing his bitch had given him.

Up from the basement, outside in the humid afternoon haze a rapid black dot grew bigger and bigger as it approached. Natasha felt the binds behind her back and the sack on her face. It was hot and uncomfortable and the air inside was so stale she struggled to breathe. She could feel the perspiration on her face and neck and knew it was dribbling down between her bare olive tanned tits. She was hooded and naked sat between two white trash geeks as their four by four bounced down the hill towards the farm stead. 

The truck made the customary billow of dust as it circled and skidded to a halt. The bros getting out smiling toothless grins. Ma was now at the veranda chewing a corn stork.

"B'out time you boys turned up," she said spitting on the wooden floor planks. "I guess you and miss school teacher have been getting acquainted?"

They smiled and nodded their heads.

"She's a real feisty one Ma; sure was fun breaking her in."

Ma watched as the men helped the naked woman down from the cab. Without her clothes Ma could admire her bronzed toned figure even more. Still in fuck me pink high heels her legs were like a thoroughbred's; long, strong, sculpted and firm. Her curved figure was crowned by a perfect proportioned bust the nipples a dark pinkish brown. Her glistening neck disappeared under the bag but Ma had already seen the high cheeked boned face with super long lashes and Miss Jameson style pink lips.

The boys helped her climb the stairs the sun beginning to set a red glow over the fields making her tanned skin glow like hot amber. Natasha remained silent apart from occasional grunts as she tried not to fall on her ascent. She felt the cooler air of the hall and the porch door close behind her. Suddenly her hood was removed and she shook her head trying to stop the itching from perspiration and bag rub.

The sight in front of her made her eyes blink wide. For the first time that afternoon she was glad she couldn't speak. What would she have said? She couldn't tell.

Stood along with the two boiler-suited brothers were the horrid old Ma and the skinny Pa seated in his wheel chair. Natasha concentrated on the figure in front of them knelt doggie on the floor. Miss Simms knew it was Michelle, God knows how but she knew. Maybe it was the long brunette pony tale springing out of the back of the gimp mask or the athletic body clad in the skin tight rubber cat suit. 

Either way Natasha knew who it was.

Michelle was on all fours her hands gloved her feet in ridiculously long stiletto shoes which made standing almost impossible. Around her waist was a black leather harness; reins up to a dog collar her all enclosed face mask showing two beautiful dark pool eyes. Her mouth was a constant oval an O ring keeping her jaw cock swallowing wide. Her bosom was encased in an Amazon like metal brassiere, her perfect rump looking like black marble in the skin tight rubber. 

Natasha could see reinforced stitched holes in the girl's suit for her ass and pussy. These had strange black plugs appearing to cork both her entrances. Unknown to Natasha but painfully apparent to Michelle was that the metal brassiere had sharp nuts on the inside pressing into her Latin skinned bust; her nipples gripped in screw like clamps adjusted on the outside by radio type dials at the bra's domed summits. 




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 04



The once confident and adventurous cheerleader gave a dominated moan of discomfort. 

Miss Sims began to hyperventilate her ribs showing as she snorted in air. "OH Jesus!" She thought in panic. The gag was making her mouth ache and she hoped they'd remove it just so she could exercise her jaw. One of the brothers had already read her mind and she felt him pull the knot loose then the cloth fell away. Her first reaction was for her student.

"What have you done to her?" She gasped looking at the animal like servant at their feet.

"We've being giving her an education schoolteacher," Pa sneered, "just like you've being teaching my boys a thing or two." He added with a dirty grin.

Natasha felt sick thinking back to her anal buggering by geek and vegetable alike. Then she closed her eyes in shame the scrawny men describing to the old couple how she had come so loudly.

"You can't expect to get away with this," she hissed regaining some control. It was insane but the fact was no matter how surreal it was happening. 

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" She added in school mistress tone," the cops will find our bus and..."

"And make a search of the area?" Another voice said.

Natasha felt herself answering the disembodied voice. "Yes... Yes they will!"

The state trooper appeared slowly as he climbed the stairwell pulling his braces back over his glistening chest. He instantly flipped his shade back over his eyes and searched his pocket for a cigarette. He had his hand up at his shoulder as he pulled two long chains after him. Natasha could hear light bare foot steps on the wood following him.

"Already started Miss," he said giving a half salute. "I've been searching real good in that cellar; getting into some very tight dark places." He sniggered taking a draw on his cigarette."But I've got nothing to report back."

Natasha just looked in disbelief. A cop! Here in this madhouse?

"Besides," the sweaty man added," I doubt anyone's even noticed the bus yet. It's getting dark now and later on the boys and I will take the rig and haul it some place deep and hidden."

He moved out of the door way tugging the chains after him.

"Com'on honey, come see miss."

The tall figure of the preening snooty Bianca came into view. She was naked but even in bare feet she stood elegantly tall a perfect curvaceous figure. She had the collar still around her neck the chain dragging her up the stairs; not that she wanted to remain in that cellar one minute longer.

Bianca suddenly groaned as if a light had gone on in her head. The sight of her teacher stood bound and naked in the same predicament ruined her last fading hopes.

"Oh Miss! No... Not you too." 

Then she added in a child like voice.

"Oh God miss its... it's a fucking nightmare!"

Miss Simms felt her stomach turn in realisation. The girls had been holding out for her and she had failed them. The bdsm Michelle began groaning and wriggling on the floor.

"Stop bitching," Ma said, "you only make it worse. We'll let you shit it out when we're ready."

Natasha eyes opened wide realising that her charge was bloated with some awful content deep up her insides.

Ma saw both Bianca and Natasha staring with saucer wide eyes as Michelle wriggled her ass; the plug visible her hands reaching back trying to remove it as she grunted.

"It's my own special recipe," Ma said with a sickening pride.

Both teacher and student just continued to stare at the writhing Michelle. Ma continued.

"It's runny like porridge when it goes in, but then it starts to warm and expand like bread dough." 

The gimped suited girl's eyes looked startled as she heard the explanation for her uncomfortable predicament. 

"It'll keep creeping up inside her like a growing snake, untill we let it out."

"Please," Bianca begged gaining a little confidence near her teacher, "please stop what's happening to her."

The group laughed and chuckled together, Pa raising his hand to quiet the row.

"Sure honey. But only if you'll do something for us."

Natasha felt the air grow thicker and thicker her face feeling a pillow of heat as the Pa explained what he wanted. Bianca was already shaking her head her face flush red not wanting to make eye contact with the fabulous red head teacher. Michelle was still groaning on all fours her mouth in a constant ring induce oval her gloved fingers clawing the wooden deck in sensation.

Pa said it again this time more as a demand than request

"I want to see you and teach to go down on each other."

"Get hot and sweaty together," the cop explained.

"Lick each others naughty holes," Ma added.

"Come on each others faces like a pair of drunken prom night friends," finished the geek brothers.

Natasha shook her head ashamed and still horrified at the sight of poor Michelle. Her mind was torn. "She couldn't, no not that please, but her friend had that stuff in her." 

Bianca gave a scream of frustration tugging at her chain both options equally unpalatable.

Ma folded her arms and looked straight at Bianca.

"Do it sweetie, or I'll fill you up with the same in a swish of a prairie dogs tail."

Pa nodded looking at the catwalk teen queen. "I reckon I'd like to see that for sure."

Bianca began to shake and panic. "Oh God Miss! Miss help?"

Her teacher's desperate voice echoed around the room. "OK!"

They all looked at Natasha.

She took a deep breath, she needed time; time to get them out of here and poor Michelle needed help now.

"Ok!" She repeated more controlled. "We'll do it."

Bianca looked at her horrified then realised she had no choice. After all it was her they were going to fill up with inflating porridge next. She nodded to Natasha and looked sheepish as the crazy family sat down on chairs and lounger's in a circle around the women. Pa pulled the uncomfortable Michelle to the side of his wheelchair and told her to "Sush!"

"Soon baby, "he said affectionately to the groaning girl," just hang on a little longer and Pa will give you relief." 

Natasha felt her arms able to move as her wrists were un-bound. Bianca was already unhindered apart from a very secure chain around her neck. The cop came over to the beautiful teacher and with the second chain and collar fastened it around Natasha's neck. Now both women were secured to a distant point somewhere in the cellar.

The two women came together nervously as the family sniggered. Natasha in her heels was taller the women's firm breasts pressing together hands placed carefully as they nipped each others neck in a strained pecks.

"For fucks sake," the cop snarled standing and gripping both women by the backs of their heads.

And then pressing their beautiful lips together he demanded,"fucking kiss like you mean it."

Natasha felt the soft fabulous lips of her student on hers the spittle mixing the soft flesh of noses touching. Bianca's nails were gripping harder on the teachers hips, holding on for comfort

"Get the funnel," Ma shouted in disgust at the tame show.

Natasha gripped Bianca's chin looking into her eyes. 

"Don't worry about it, "she said in a maternal voice. "Just close your eyes and let go." 

She'd never really liked Bianca. She'd seen her type before beautiful or not she was a queen bitch. But now in this crazy world she was lost and scared and needed reassurance. Natasha sometimes forgot these confident sexy girls were only just eighteen. She moved her hand up to the girl's perfect domes nails trailing to her nipples; Bianca giving a silent gasp.

"We have no choice, remember that." Her teacher said reassuringly. Embarrassed by her forced actions she needed to hear them words as much at the sexy teen did.

The stunning blonde grunted in embarrassment as Natasha laid her down on her back kissing her lips then with a satisfied groan from the audience moved onto her nipples. Bianca felt the soft kiss on her lips and shook with fear as the red head slid down to her sweating tits. Natasha paused them opened her mouth enveloping a tender bullet tip

"Oh miss, "the blonde cooed in embarrassment but now feeling safer than she had for ages in the arms of her teacher.

The gang demanded more and Natasha gently parted the school bitches thighs and took a deep breath then began to kiss her smooth ridged crotch her lips tasting the slit of another woman. She felt the hand of one of the kin press on the back of her head demanding more energetic oral work.

"Com on teach show her what you can do."

Bianca gave a yelp as her legs were pulled wider apart the family wanting more.

"Deeper slut stick your tongue all the way in."

Bianca arched her back as Miss Simms responded, the moans of Michelle echoing in the room as her ass got fuller and fuller.

Both of the geek brothers was pulling Bianca's legs either side of her hips in a birthing position long legs looking like perfect sculpted studies of womanhood. The men pointed to the smooth skin between pussy and ass hole.

"Lick there! Com'on lick all the way to her busted little ass."

Natasha felt disgusted the word busted echoing in her head. She knew immediately Bianca had suffered a similar anal ordeal to her. She didn't know it had been far worse, though no more humiliating than her own experience.

The teen writhed and moaned her teacher's attentions turning her on. She was so ashamed, her mind working overtime. "Her teacher!" The thoughts wailed in her head," fucking Miss Sims of all people licking her pussy and all these weirdoes watching; and now poor Michelle was been made to perform." 

She looked over to where her friend was knelt. "Oh God what was that awful old man going to do now?"

Pa had been watching all this time drool dripping from his mouth. The perfect specimens on the floor where intertwined; tanned legs and hips, firm bosoms and big kissable lips all at work, and the sounds; oh the sounds. The young one really didn't want to do this but she was starting to respond her eyes showing growing awe and shame. The teacher though was giving great head. Pa's cock had sprung upright popping out of his limbless pants a thick long family trademark length.

"At last," he thought relieved his body had finally responded. "Olde faithful sure takes his time these days." But now it was up and wanting to unload. He pulled the chain on Michelle's collar the black clad cheerleader looking up her mouth gagged her eyes showing her gut inflating frenzy.

She stood with difficulty in the joke stiletto heels Pa unfastening a flap on her crotch. She looked at the two women on the floor then Pa's cock as he sat in his wheel chair. She was a gimp now, she knew it; and didn't resist as the front flap came away and Pa twisted out her pussy plug in one dexterous motion.

"Plop!"

"Now slave climb onto me ya hear?" Invited the old man;" ride papa."

Michelle gingerly climbed over the wheelchair and slowly lowered herself onto his cock till she straddled his lap facing him.

Bianca could see it happen, Michelle's impressive long legs out seated across the metal fame her ridiculous heeled boots touching the floor either side. The black suited bitch arched her back as his old but now very firm cock pushed up her like she was mounting a gate post. She groaned, her neck back, her tits pressed painfully against her iron maiden brassiere. Bianca could now see the fat anal plug like a cork stopper. It looked massive and immovable from Michelle's ass. Between Bianca's own legs Natasha tongue was getting faster and faster the teacher now using her finger to rub on the teens cherry and Bianca to her own horror was beginning to respond.

"OHHHHHH shit miss," She thought in astonished gasps.

Michelle began to slide down Pa's cock the shaft filling her tight tunnel. She hit the bottom the man ecstatic, the pussy invader indeed like an upright pole making her feel unable to move.

Pa was watching the lesbo action on the floor but his hands gripped Michelle ass and pinched her nose teasing her for breath.

"Does it hurt honey; is the porridge real hard now?" He giggled his wife nodding in a knowing way. Michelle also groaned and half nodded her eyes pleading. "Get it over with, pleaaseeeee!"

"Fuck old pa and we'll let it out when I pop!" He winked. He then looked serious," But I warn ya olde faithful takes some persuading." Michelle knew she'd have to gyrate and thrust like she was back dancing on the football touchline to satisfy this one.

She began to bounce on his lap for all her worth. She needed to bring him off. Any more of this anal expansion and she'd explode. Michelle writhed and bucked her slit slapping down then sucking up as she milked him for dear life. 

Pa was grunting and groaning, wanting to watch the forced lesbians but also unable to keep his attentions from this slim athletic gimp. Her body was fantastic, perfect for the suit every contour like a carved Venus, the rubber glistening and creaking her brunette mane indeed like she was a pony her eyes and gagged grunts her only way to express her sensations and thoughts.

Pa's gimp looked over her shoulder, away from the old man's grinning face the sensation of iron cock making her gut feel overloaded. The porridge was creeping "oh so deep" into her; she was desperate. On the floor Bianca was pinned, farm boy arms holding her legs spread kin and her teacher working on her clit and ass. Michelle could see Miss Sims had a finger in her student's anus another on the blonde's clit. 

Bianca was looking back at Michelle in perverse horror and delight as her young teacher aroused body, now covered in sweat neared a climax. Natasha herself was panting her fabulous ass sweaty and raised one of the men not missing the opportunity to examine her rectum with his own twisting finger.

Michelle's clit was hardening the cock like a solid marble column Pa s eyes glazing over his mouth open as he grew hotter and hotter.

"Good girl, good girl," he gasped reaching around to her tightly encased rear, searching for the plug.

Michelle groaned and grunted through the gag her hands on his shoulders gripping tightly her bouncing becoming faster and faster. She was hotting up herself and her shaft began to tingle, her head feeling feint with the heat and bondage gear.

"OH God come for fucks sake come you old bastard!" She thought in dehydrating desperation.

"Ma; the bucket!" The old man cried his ejaculation about to start. 

Ma hurriedly placed a metal bucket in front of the wheel chair Michelle's bobbing plugged ass directly above it. Then the rubber clad cheerleader made a shocked noise.

"UGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" 

Michelle bit on the gag as she bounced. Pa was pulling out the big black anal plug, any second and it would... PLOP!

"NNNNNNNNNNN!"

She felt her ass open the plug free the air on her rectum. Pa was thrusting up the best he could without the aid of legs, his eyes wild. She felt her anal muscles instinctively tighten the release inevitable.

OH no... Sweet heaven!" She thought still bouncing on his cock her clit on fire, "he's going to come in me as I shit!"

Bianca saw it all. The plug pulled out, Michelle's body beginning to arch and writhe her hands biting into the man's shoulders as she hung on for dear life. Her friends ass started to spew a long toothpaste like worm of grey goo. It squirted out like warm foam the shit beginning to coil in the bucket. The expandable substance was been squeezed from her convulsing butt her pussy muscles also tightening. 

Pa's hands were around her rear his fingers feeling the defecating mess.

"Ukkkkkkkkkk!" He groaned as he spunked inside her involuntarily clenched body his eyes delighting in Michelle's expression of total embarrassment. 

"Ohhhhhhhh you dirty little girl!"

Michelle heard the cheer of watching family and the gasps of her prostrate school friend. She felt the long exhausted but relief filled shit and the pumping cock of a man over 3 times her age filling her love hole; which had been unplugged just for the occasion. Her clit was burning and in total unashamed spasms she began to climax. Bucking on the old man her ass finally spat the last wads of porridge everywhere, Michelle's mind a kaleidoscope of relief, orgasm and horror.

"OH God this can't be happeninnnnnnggggggggggggggg ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"

Bianca's eyes were blinking in disbelief her body was on fire too her shoulder pushed flat her back rising. The sights and sensations were also too much and she screamed her hands clawing into Natasha's red mane. What did it matter anymore, like her friend she was at the end of the dignity line. Only thing left was for her to come. Her hands gripped the back of Natasha head pulling the older woman's face firmly onto her swollen seeping mound as she cursed her lovers expertise.

"OH Miss, you fucking bitch, oooooooooooohhhhhhh. Yeeeeessssssssss!!!!!"

Her pelvis pushed up on the gasping Natasha; the teacher coughing and spluttering her hand entwining Bianca's in solidarity and comfort as the girl overflowed onto her face in this theatre of perversion.

From the cellar, unnoticed, the huge frame of the maniac rose up to view the sight. The black clad Michelle was juddering on Pa's cock her body exhausted and on her back the leggy blonde he had drilled so well back at the road side was screaming and cussing in indignant delight as she flooded the floor.

As the sweaty bodies slowed and regained breath and composure he entered the room, his bulk like a bear. Natasha was knelt away from him her hourglass figure like a stunted bottle upright on the hard floor. She saw the face of Bianca turn from exhaustion to one of terror looking back over her shoulder. 

The English teacher slowly turned sensing a new evil in the room.

"Miss," laughed the cop enjoying the expression on her face, "meet the youngest member of our family."

Natasha gave an open mouthed gasp but no words came out. The maniac was like a mountain of leather and dirty pink skin, his face a twisted mask his tongue hanging out of his mouth like an exhausted dogs. It was clear he was deformed beyond imagination under his rags and face cover; Natasha seeing his big fat fingers with long dirty nails, his aroma of filth hitting her nostrils. The sight was petrifying.

Then she composed herself. "Where are the rest of my girls?" She heard herself snapping to the brute. 

The monster gave a dismissive grunt not caring that she showed true bravery in the face of terror.

"You fucking bastard," she yelled her anger uncontrollable." Answer me!" 

The whole family filled her with revulsion and total contempt making her fear drain away. 

The cop wiped his brow; it had been a tiring day so far.

"Junior; they're all yours," he said. 

Ma walked up to her monstrous son and gripped an exposed part of his cheek tugging it in affection. 

"You look after them all for a while," she said. "We've got a farm to run." Then looking back at her impressively endowed family members she grinned at the girls. "Even my boys can't shoot off of all day." 

The beast grabbed both chains and with his other powerful arm picked up Michelle like she was a doll and slung her over his shoulder.

"But don't worry, "Ma added to the struggling babes, "you won't be lonely too long. We'll all meet up for a real Texas hoe down later tonight."

The beast began to descend the stairs, carrying the bondage queen, dragging the two newly initiated lesbians behind him. Bianca was shaking her head knowing what it was like down there, Natasha still cursing and warning that retribution would be severe.

"You're all going to fry for this! Do you here!"

The cop gave some advice to his inhuman brother as he pulled the teacher below.

"That one still needs it explaining to her I reckon."

He then smiled and dusted off his hands in a sign of a job well done. "Now you too," he said pointing to the scrawny twin geeks, "lets go get that bus before someone does find it." 




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 04



After hearing the hesitant reply the Sheriff had decided to look for himself and it took time for his eyes to adjust to the scene. He was glad his female deputy had not followed him back down here; the equipment and furniture was of an explicit, embarrassing sexual nature. He picked through the devices, cages and racks with a detached but amazed mind. What horrors had gone on here? His men had surrounded the house clearly half way through an awful session as some of the awful toys were still humming. He spat on the floor in disgust untying the grunting big hog from its harness, his boot sending it bleating up the stairs.

"Son," he said to the deputy standing beside him, "for fucks sake don't let any of that press down here. Do you hear?"

Natasha continued to snarl and cuss all the way down to the cellar floor. Her hands were free and she scratched and punched with her painted nail fingers. The blows just bounced off the fleshy hulk, the beast almost unaware of her physical and verbal abuse.

He suddenly focused on her and she screamed as his hand locked around her neck. She was been lifted and pushed back against a wall. She felt a click as her neck collar attached to a wall hook. He pulled back Natasha held at the neck forced to stand upright almost rigid back against the dusty cellar wall.

She could see cages and all the other bizarre and obscene equipment and furniture. The place stank of sex and she began to shake her head and moan in frustration as the maniac set about his next task.

All her girls were there. Michelle still gagged now sprawled again on the floor; Bianca still standing in chains looking forlorn and exhausted. Then there was Sandy dragged from a cage the girl giggling and swaying as if drunk her mind on the edge. Finally there was Sophie, Natasha almost surprised by the curvaceous naked body, amazing hard tits so rarely allowed to surface from under her prim buttoned up shirts and big sweaters.

Both their eyes met, embarrassed but still thinking, "is there a way out of this?" But in seconds both realised the other didn't have a clue.

Natasha closed her own eyes tight shut; she had this time to think. It was difficult but what other choice was there. She certainly didn't want to watch what the beast was doing now. She tried to ignore the pleas and angry shouts as one by one he over powered the girls and began to position them in an awful, almost comically erotic sculpture.

The family had to rest but the maniac had no intentions of giving the girls the same courtesy. One by one he wrapped thick leather belts around their tiny waists pulling them bodice sucking tight. Each belt had a strap running down under their crotches attached again at the belt buckle just under their belly buttons. The straps had either had o rings placed to allow access to their asses and pussy's or evil looking dildoes firmly attached; so when the strap was fastened there was no way these things could be removed or even slightly loosened from their deep penetration.

As he worked he bound some girl's hands behind their backs. Others he fastened around a friend waist or neck collar. Natasha tried to keep her eyes closed, but had to snatch glances as the girls moaned and pleaded.

"Jesus! What is he doing?"

Each girl had the same question in her head as one by one he attended to them. 

First Sandy; bending her into a contorted splayed position. She groaned with discomfort her eyes rolling as he inserted a metal vibrator into her pussy. The curved long piece of rubber popped into her anus the pony tailed girls eyes widening as the cock slid deep up her rectum. The fat rubber cock in her mouth was a surprise and only at this point did she seem to come to her senses and begin to wriggle. 

Bianca was almost the same obediently squatting on anal and pussy penetrators, her thighs strapped in. It was only after she realised her mouth would be used to pumping effect that she too began to fight against her binds.

Michelle was as compliant as any trained bitch, almost helping the beast with his handy work her mind just wanting any experience to be less uncomfortable than her last. Only Sophie really resisted and it was difficult to bind her tits and make her sit on the upright dildo. She wouldn't stop grunting and pleading even after her mouth was pressed against another's lips. When she finally saw what the maniac wanted to insert up her pussy she thrashed like it was already in place and active.

It was only after what seemed an eternity of grunting and panting did the huge man finally get it in place.

Natasha her eyes closed heard the moaning and resistance seem to subside to a pitiful murmur of resignation.

Finally he had finished his sex sculpture and had left it trussed and rolling around on a big dirty mattress.

Natasha slowly opening her eyes tried to make sense of the contorted scene.

Sandy was on her back both her legs pulled behind her neck the stocking feet roped together. Natasha could not see her face as the big titted Sophie had been strapped into a straddle over it facing down her friend's body. Sandy had a double ended dildo down her throat, strapped around her cheek the other corkscrew like end buried securely up the brain boxes anus. 

Teacher could see that the beast had clamped both clenched pairs of bosons with cords around nipples, linking both girls' udders together. Sophie was now unable to pull back much without tugging Sandy's nipples upwards. As they moved both girls groaned with the teat tugging; Sandy's more of a gargle.

Natasha looked in perverse awe at how the crazies mind had worked. The two girls were not alone in their bound shape. Between the open and pulled back crotch of Sandy she could see two more vibrators her ass one was long and blue like a massive banana the pussy one silver and smooth a real high speed buzzer. Straddling her upturned crotch and ass was Bianca her fantastic legs open and bound to Sandy's thighs. The fat buzzer cock was stuffed deep into her pussy the long banana blue curling up like an alien appendage and disappearing God knows how deep into her anus. She had her hands tied behind her beautiful back as it arched, sat astride her new love horse. 

Bianca couldn't speak though because she too had a double dildo in her mouth. The final girl, Michelle had been made to stand and bend over, her ass against Bianca's face the dildo inserted inside her pussy. Unknown to Natasha a buzzing ping pong ball had been popped in Michelle's rectum a butt plug securely stopping its escape Her bust was now exposed sore tits hooped and roped, fastened to Bianca's upright thrusting ones. She was bent over forced in this position by the short lengths of cord between her tits and Bianca's. Her face was looking straight at the upright forward sitting Sophie and the maniac had used two oval mouth rings to force the girls into a continuous open mouthed kiss they could not pull away from.

He'd created a human wheel of penetration. The girls were forming a circle, every orifice either stuffed or pressed to another. Only one entrance remained unmentioned and with that he would drive his wheel. Poor Sophie had a lead running from her pussy slit to a dirty old transformer. The electrical current would flow up into a silver ball planted so deep inside her it touched her cervix. The sensation would be spasm inducing for the big busted goody, goody; making the whole wheel of flesh a quivering, groaning, jerking mass of teen indignity.

Natasha realised she would be next as she looked straight into the eyes of the mad man his hand flicking on the transformer switch.



Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 05



The sheriff had seen enough inside the mad farm house. He reached the porch door and took a deep breath of the afternoon air. In his time he had seen many sights but those devices down in the cellar made his heart pound with disgust and morbid sexual fascination.

"Jesus!" he coughed to himself leaving the hell house behind heading for his patrol car

Ahead one of his men stood with the local doctor; the aging man had been called to help. On arrival there had been little he could do for the crazies. Each one had died in a hail of fire; their bodies peppered with bullet holes. But he had been able to tend the women as one by one they had been placed in ambulances and driven off at speed.

The sheriff massaged his chin choosing his words'

"The girls," he paused, "how are they doing?"

The old doc shrugged his shoulders. "Dehydrated & exhausted; possible two of them have become a little unhinged." 

The sheriff grunted in acceptance and knowing how long they had been missing and imagining what sexual horrors had been played out back in the house he added," is there anything else?"

The grey haired man nodded. "Yes, they are all nearly three months pregnant."

That first evening; first of many had finally arrived. Miss Simms and her four sexy students had fallen one by one into the hands of the homestead family and their deformed and insane youngest son. Natasha had to keep a glimmer of hope but even this fiery confident English teacher was beginning to feel a claustrophobic shroud of futility envelope her world.

In the dirty cellar she screwed her eyes tight hearing the groans, moans and gasps of her young ladies.

All four teens were in a bizarre cartwheel of indignity; all bound together in his obscene dildo sculpture. Every conceivable orifice was full of animated sex toy pressed against another young anal or pussy hole. 

The maniac had turned the switch and the electric current had flowed up into the buxom Sophie's slit. She bounced and thrashed her wailing mouth pressed onto her bondage suited cheerleader friend Michelle; her own ass full of Blondie's attention; Sandy's mouth cock. 

Michelle was in delirium the anal buzzer sealed inside, her pussy also stuffed; this time by teen queen Bianca's mouth cock. The statuses Bianca couldn't groan; her mouth full of dildo; instead her eyes rolled, tits pulled hard by cord. Her double headed anal and pussy devices were on full power sending shivers up her spine and sensation coursing through her pig tailed best friend Sandy. 

Ands so it went in an orgasmic wheel of humiliation.

The electric shocks jumped between all; the sweat falling from their bodies, tits pulling, nipples stretching.

Miss Sims opened her eyes as the maniac's hand squeezed her cheeks into a Monroe pout.

He had been told to teach her a lesson as she was still too defiant for the family.

The tall red head teacher stood erect, her neck in a clamp held to the wall her knees bending in her big bust glistening like treacle covered buns.

"You fucking bastard," she hissed. "My girls! Leave them alone you fuck!"

The inhuman man mountain didn't respond instead looked to the ceiling above her. There was a twisted pipe and tap poking through the ceiling and the crazy turned the faucet, water cascading down in a cold but refreshing shower.

Natasha spat and wriggled, her head and body beginning to run with water rivulets, her tits like an African gorge falls; a sheet of water tracing straight down to the floor.

He stopped the shower staggering back knocking over boxes and hitting work benches. He was a clumsy oaf of a creature and she couldn't believe how easily they had all fallen at his mercy.

Across from her the "wheel of sex" continued to wriggle and roll from side to side the shocks coming in spasmodic bursts from a humming box. The vibrators and other devices were unyielding in their internal attentions and the girls were desperately trying to resist the sensations; unsuccessfully.

From her bucking it was clear Michelle was near to orgasm, the prostrate Sandy also in animated arousal.

The maniac concentrated on his teacher and began working on the transformer attaching two more wires, Natasha giving a loud plea of mercy. It was clear he intended similar shock treatment for her.

"Oh God Jesus! Look please oh no nouuuuuuuuuuKKKKKKK!"

The maniac used the two fluffy tipped paddles to press on her body either side of her wet bouncing tits. The paddles were connected to the power transformer letting the electricity surged through her as she screamed.

He pressed again on her nipples the soft tipped insulated by rubber handles. Her tits almost glowed; her spine like a conductor the power making her anus pucker and gobble air; her heeled feet doing a tap dance, fantastic bronzed ass almost steaming.

"Awwwwwwwwwww" she gave a lung filled groaned her eyes wide lashes flared her red mane dark and rich flat to her head now it was wet showing that fabulous long neck.

He took the electrode away miss Sims panting her bosom bouncing almost involuntarily her voice hoarse and in panic.

"Nooooo please noooo I I can't take ukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!"

He pressed the power pads back onto her wonderful melons.

The dildo massacre was going to plan. He wasn't sure but behind him on the floor one of the girls seemed to be coming' her ass pushing back on her friend mouth cock. It was the gimp suited Michelle, giving a lip pressed squeal of humiliation and ecstasy.

"Nmmmmmmmmm!!!"

The beast paused with his tit torture watching as Sandy then thrust her tits up and gyrated her groin onto the double headed dildo; but without the desired result. Coming was difficult because each girl writhed and bucked moving the devices at the most in appropriate moment; and from time to time the pussy deep electric shocker sprang to life distracting them from their growing arousal.

Pig face turned back to his erect postured school mistress.

"Jes no, no, not again!" Natasha begged, her back arching tits looking swollen fuller and firmer than before if that was humanly possible as he electrified her cat walk body again.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

Through all the gasping, sparking and her own screaming Miss Sims could still hear voices above in the house. The insane family were finishing their chores bedding the farm down for the evening. They'd plan to tow her school mini bus somewhere dark and hidden and no doubt by now no evidence of their road side crash would be visible. She imagined the half decapitated driver, Pedro; man handled into the back along with their clothes and identities the whole van buried in a dark ravine or mud filed watering hole.

The rag skinned man paused undecided if to apply the fluffers again.

The maniac looked into her eyes his limp tongue rancid his leather masked face creaking. His eyes moved to look to his right and Natasha's big beauties following his gaze.

"Oh God what's that!" She thought seeing his next toy.

He snapped the clip on her collar and the woman felt in total domination as the massively powerful ape picked her up and carried her towards a strange barrel. She tried to punch and claw but he was oblivious to her attentions. She felt sick and her mind played cruel teasing thoughts of beauty and the beast fairytales.

The barrel was indeed strange. It was an old keg type, one made of rosewood but split using two hinges; allowing it to open along its length. Both ends of the barrel were open and the hinges allowed it to close to its original shape. It was on its side the bottom open end facing the wall the whole wooden device on a stand which was basically two long rollers on stilts. With the barrel locked closed you could spin it around unhindered and indefinitely; the rollers below holding it in place but allowing the spin.

At the top end of the barrel 6 handles had been placed around the circumference; reminiscent of a sailing ships tiller wheel no doubt assisting the deviant spinning it.

Natasha felt her self laid in the barrel base the curved bulging sides like a chair back her hands were free but unable to stop him lifting her ankles holding them together pulling them back.

She gave a horrified cry realising what he planned to do. Once her ankle where both sides of her shoulders he would close the barrel lid. She would be bent double inside a wooden sheath her ass poking from the bottom her head and toe tips appearing from the top. He didn't need her hands bound as her shoulder blocked any attempt at extracting herself.

"Ug noo ohhhhhh shit shit uhhhhhhh. "

Slam! 

Click!

She was in the closed barrel her ass and pussy appearing from the bottom the beast able to do what ever he wanted, the whole wooden cask slightly turning on greased rollers.

There was a series of high pitched moans from the corner. Bianca had managed to climax; her clit on fire her orgasmic contractions shitting out the writhing anal double header leaving it thrashing like a neon pink fish out of water. 

The beast decided not to reinsert it; he was too busy. Leaving the arrogant school goddess was a wet dirty mess of perfect tight skin. He instead concentrated on his barrel bitch spinning the trolley moving the tub and roller device along the wall, Natasha able to see her final destination.

"Oh shit oh no you can't be serious? Oh heavens!"

On the stone wall at barrel height was a dildo. It was pointing straight out from the wall secured to a metal based which was drilled to the stone.

Natasha screamed as he swung the rear end of the barrel trolley towards the wall her ass and pussy only inches from the tip. 

And what a tip it was.

The cock was a monster maybe 14 inches long thrusting out like a man arms. It was also wide. At its axle grease dripping tip it was maybe the size of a man's cock head but as it drew back towards the wall it widened cone like, until its base had a circumference of a small plate possible 5 or 6 inches.

"Oh no its impossible," cried Natasha, "it's like a fucking traffic cone."

But it was along the tapered length that horrified her and struck a cord of understanding. The thing was ridged. It had one continuous curving ridge in a spiral down the shaft. Natasha screamed as she felt the thing press against her pussy the head been manoeuvred in until the ridge became apparent. 

It dawned on her; the barrel, the handles for rotation; now she understood.

The whole dildo was like a rigid rubber screw!

The maniac gripped the ship wheel type handles and turned the barrel Natasha's captive body beginning to rotate the ridged dildo starting a deepening, widening penetration.

"Noooooooooooooooooo!"

Across the room the girls wild eyed saw what was happening but could do nothing or care little; their bodies on fire the never-ending sensations and back arching surges sending them into delirium. They just wanted it to stop, anything but this.

"OOOOOOOo!" 

Natasha had stopped pretending and holding her emotions in check. She knew her wails gave him perverse pleasure and encouragement but she couldn't help herself. The maniac was slowly screwing her pussy onto a massive horizontal cock. Each full revolution she swallowed more and more her pussy screaming as she widened and widened. The screw length was heavily greased so the sensation was more of aching exploration than pain.

Twist

Twist

Twist

"No no it won't go any more uggggggg please I can't take any more!"

Twist

Twist

Twist

She could not know that the awful device was over nine inches in her pussy obscenely large and absolutely bunged full. But her body's sensations told her enough.

Now his fantastic long legged teacher was screwed onto the wall he opened his pelvic flap his massive diseased cock springing out as horizontal and as hard as the wall monster.

"Oh fuuuck!" Natasha wailed in frustration at how easy it all was for him. Her thoughts knew full well what was coming next.

In the sex wheel Sandy was hysterical. If her mouth hadn't been full of ass impaled rubber dildo she would have giggled insanely. The big bottom of Sophie wobbled on her face the brain box getting a twisting sensation from the anal monster and the metal pussy dildo sending intermittent shocks through her body then her colleagues. These electric distractions were frustratingly stopping her from climaxing. 

Although Sophie couldn't bring herself off Sandy on the other hand could. The anal dildo which had escaped from Bianca ass was slowly crawling out from her own leaving only the happily buzzing two ended dildo up her own and her blonde best friend's pussy. 

She'd imagined and had wicked thoughts about sex with her best friend before. 

"After all, all those boys can't be wrong?" She had once thought knowing Bianca teen slut reputation. 

But she'd never imagine it like this; the sweat, the moans, the shocks! Bianca was still gyrating even after climax and Sandy had felt a horrendous pounding as her friend had come. Now it was her turn and she clenched the mouth cock like a flogging bit, bucking up returning the hammering sensation to her surprised friend as she climaxed!

On the wall the maniac was literally screwing Natasha back and forth; twisting her onto the rubber screw head at the same time thrusting his cock into her mouth. She slurped and gagged as her head rotated, throat spinning on his fixed length, her pussy opening and swallowing. Then it would unscrew as he twisted the other way till only the slightest tip was left in her. Then back the other way again, saliva dripping in buckets from her mouth axle grease foaming at her pussy as he mechanically serviced her back and forth.

The maniac twisted the barrel over and over Natasha's big lips slobbering on his cock then shrieking as he continued to twist. She was swallowing a wider and wider part of the cone. She felt it so deep and each twist made her eyes almost pop from her head.

"No stoopppppp!" She coughed around his cock biting hard on his member but making no impact on him.

The mountain of filth and leather began to come; his cock tip dribbling then pouring like piss into her mouth. A wet horse type ejaculation; Natasha fearing she might choke with his load. But the twisting continued as he unloaded in her mouth the spinning of her head allowing the come to pour to the floor with each downward facing rotation.

When she had been screwed 12 inches onto the wall cock he stopped. He knew that was her limit. She was face down sweating and panting come dripping in long strands. Her pinned hands could touch the rear rim of the barrel her long fingers finding the edge of the buried cone at the point where it entered her. 

She felt the width of the slimy rim and moaned.

"Ohh fuckk nooooooo! She gagged on his deflating dick; amazed at how wide her pussy had opened.

The Beast then withdrew his saliva dripping spent cock and spinning around to his other women he wobbled like a drunk. He looked back at the teen sex circus still wriggling and moaning on the floor. Leaving the hot teacher impaled to the wall he switched off the transformer and then began to unclip and removed the devices from the bondage students.

The girls were exhausted and one by one he dragged them to their separated cages until only the unfulfilled Sophie remained in a voluptuous heap on the floor. She was now unbound and had eagerly pulled her ass impaler and horrid pussy shocker from her body, finishing with her mouth restraint. Her black rimmed glasses glinted as her beautiful come to bed eyes looked with sheer terror at the massive pig man.

He was satisfied with his game but two had not come yet. Everyone must come!

He dragged the girl to her feet and tits dangling he pushed her to the teacher barrel. He motioned for her to twist the barrel and Sophie groaned but slowly began to extract her school mistress form the wall.

"Oh miss I'm sorry please..." she sniffed turning the barrel, Natasha moaning at the sensation until finally her pussy was free of the device.

Pop!

Standing at the cellar door watching the scene was the cop again looking smug.

"All sorted now ladies, "he laughed chewing on a cigar happy with his mini bus recovery, "No one going to come looking for a long time."

The trooper came down the stairs wiping his red neck in the humid haze.

"Junior," he said the ape maniac grunting and looking at him, long spent maggot still dripping on the floor. "Put your cock away and go saddle up Pa's horse." 

He then pointed to the caged gimp suited Michelle. "He wants to ride his little filly all evening."

The maniac looked at Michelle and nodded. The barn, the saddle, he remembered it sure beat pushing that wheelchair around. Pa did like his little girl horses; didn't he?

As the manic dragged the gagged Michelle up the stairs her incredible stilettos slipping and twisting the cop looked at his first catch of the day the raven Sophie and this latest find the amazing thorough bred captive barrelled Natasha.

Sophie just stood there naked her magnificent white tits like twin cathedral domes her hair sweat covered was glistening like oil.

"Please help Miss Sims," Sophie begged," let her out of that thing."

The cop shook his head." She needed it explaining to her didn't she? I reckon you could still do that for me Sophie."

The busty school swot looked pale and confused.

"Please officer I never did anything wrong."

The man smiled picking up the bucket of axle grease and took one of the cute girl's delicate hands.

"I know honey, but don't worry you going to do lots of wrong things from now on." 

And with that he began to smear the confused teens hand with grease the captive teacher hollering in protest her superior years giving a clearer insight into what the cop intended to happen.

In the main house ma stopped her deformed son in his tracks.

"That's enough fun for you my lad." She said in a playful tone hands on hips. "Let your cousin saddle the mare I've got chores for you before supper."

The manic grunted and snorted in protest; towering over his Ma like a rampant stallion. But with a stern stare of command the old hag made him let go of Michelle lease tossing it to one of the skinny brothers who had corn cob fucked her teacher earlier.

The geek grabbed the chain smiling, licking his lips.

"Don't worry Ma I'll get her saddled up for sure."

It was pitch black outside dark storm clouds closing in for the evening. Michelle struggled to stand as the geek tugged her wrists pulling her to the barn. She tried to speak but the gag was as ever in her mouth; her tits still encased in the studded brassiere. But she was thankful to be away from that insane monster.

Inside the barn the place stunk of manure the pigs grunting and wriggling in their sty's.

The geek found the saddle; a small childlike leather version with strange cup stirrups no doubt for Pa to push his stumps into. The thing had a secure harness so when on a girls back the man could ride his bitch as she crawled on all fours.

Michelle was mumbling in the gag and the geek paused for a moment. Maybe he should take it off?

The brunette began to splutter her mouth free, her lips dry. He panicked with the noise and tried to re-insert it.

"Oh God fuck please, please. Don't put it back in." Michelle cried in desperation adding, "not just yet."

The geek did as she asked and seeing her visibly relax he asked; "I guess you want a rest from my big cousin and his pa don't you?" Michelle nodded commenting about leather mask. "He's insane," then thinking more added," you all are."

The geek smiled, "now I've got you to myself what about a little fun together?"

Michelle cringed, her knees nearly buckling in the extreme stilettos. The man was a skinny deformed in bred. The geek seeing her reaction reassured her.





Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 05



"Pa's already come up you hasn't he?" The Geek stated as fact. Michelle eyes answered for her.

"Fuck it's not fair I never get to breed." He then added Michelle giving a whine of realization.

"Breed?" She stammered.

The geek nodded. "Yeah you and your friends will make a nice addition to the family."

He frowned. "But I'm too late with you aren't I."

He then looked across the barn a crazy idea forming in his head.

"Look you be a good girl for me and from time to time I'll look after you." he explained. "Pa is real nasty he'd beat me if he knew I'd even taken your gag out. You're his doggie now no talking for you ever again." 

He stroked her head again like admiring a prise racehorse." Just beating and fucking's for you honey from now on"

He then gave an evil grin. "I reckon I can beat old pa's tadpoles to the finish line if I'm quick."

Michelle whined understanding her new role as gimp. But she also sensed that this one of the family was the weakest link. "Maybe," she though to herself as the goon stroked her mane," maybe I've got a chance with this one."

She gave him a cow eyed stare with her long lashed beauties and nodded the words of false flattery retching in her throat. She needed to get the edge with this one.

"I'm sure you much more of a stud than your Pa.."

In the cellar Sophie was shaking her head in embarrassment.

"Miss I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

The wet squelching was mixed with the grunts and gasps of Miss Sims and the heavy lustful words of the cop.

"That's it slowly in and out. Go on you little slut push it deeper lets see your wrist disappear."

The teen's hand was inside the pussy of her school mistress. The 30 something woman groaning as her flesh gripped her students hand like a wet sauna towel.

Slop, slop! 

Her pussy juices had made the insertion easier; the cop helping force the reluctance hand of Sophie first against then in between the teacher's loose wide flaps.

Now she pumped back and forth her fingers feeling strange ridges and folds deep inside her barrel captive.

Natasha was biting her lip and giving belly deep groans of disgust and sensation. The young woman's hand was all the way inside exploring her like she was a glove puppet. The cop holding what was left of Sophie's exposed wrist helping keep a steady pounding rhythm going.

The cop was stood at the side of the bent teen one hand helping the fisting his other switching between squeezing the smart girls nipples and fingering her wet slit; his finger rubbing on her sore tender bud.

"That's it she's getting more loose by the minute." He groaned admiring the teacher's hand swallowing technique, at the same time frigging harder and harder on the panting Sophie's mound.

Natasha had to agree with him. First the screw cock now this she was struggling to get a sense of how deep things were and how wide she was. But she had more embarrassing concerns her clit hardening her body lusting after liberating release. She knew she would come soon and the humiliating thought of her hot biting cunt squeezing on her students wrist in satisfaction seemed to hurry the inevitable.

"Oh God ugggg shit shit ugggggggggg!" She gave gasping signals of nearing explosion.

"Not yet!" The cop shouted sensing the hands was about to become very wet indeed.

He moved away from the gawping Sophie. "Keep fisting bitch do you hear." The teen nodded and increased her pumping the slime dripping from her wrist to the floor.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" The barrel was shaking Natasha now on a kamikaze course with ecstasy.

"Brrrrrrrrr"

A gas engine attempted to spring into life.

"BRRRRRRRRR!!!"

Sophie tried to pull out of her hot haven giving a shriek as the cop swung the maniac's chain cock in the air. The grease rubber tyre-tread tip spat slime as the shaft hummed and thundered back and forth.

"Keep your fucking hand inside her!" He bellowed swinging the pulsating cock towards the porcelain rear of Sophie explaining. "Time to bring you off too."

"Noooooougggggggggggggg!"

Natasha couldn't see what had happened but she felt Sophie's hand flex inside her the finger tips clawing, the hand seeming to expand in terror and sensation.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuukkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Natasha came; her body feeling like it had been dropped in lava. Her whole world was a fiery climactic explosion of red whipping hair and screaming indignant bleats from her fisting partner.

Sophie tried to pull out but the woman's muscles were gripping and slurping trying to swallow her deeper. Her own teeth were chattering and her eyes crossing as the power cock was turning her pussy inside out.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The gas driven pumping was like a jack hammer the vibrations a demented washing machine on full spin. Her clit had been waiting so long and now this; a ferocious unyielding intruder, blind, uncaring able to continue almost indefinitely at mechanical speed and intensity.

"Ugggggggggggggg!" She felt the stiff rubber shaft curve a little banging hard on her cervix her knees buckling her twat buried hand giving her support.

That hand was now awash with teachers love juices her muscles finally relaxing, the woman's shaft a massive sloppy pipe draining onto the floor taking Sophie's hand with it.

Slooooooooooop!

As The raven haired Sophie slumped her knees touching inwards she sat down on the power tip her mouth making a howling oval her fingers out wide like crow claws. Her shaft was as wet as her school mistresses her orgasmic screams as high. She was feint her body a vibrating bag of flesh her big tits amazingly firm like stick on bug headlights. The cop adjusted the throttle the cock coughing at the change in fuel supply; the tip, barking inside her sent her over the edge.

"Uh no, no, ohh yessssssssss Eieeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"

Sophie had passed out before she hit the juice flooded floor.

In the barn Michelle was also experiencing her first hand deep examination. She looked to the ceiling in embarrassment and focus. "Remember you might have a chance!" She told herself as the geeks bony fingers touched at her womb entrance.

"Oh pony I can feel all the way to your baby room," He giggled watching his wrist glisten with juice his long fingers pressing all over her internal walls. "Pa's slime's all over your entrance. The dirty fucks smeared it on like paste."

She was half reclined on hay bails the geek having tied a rope around both her stiletto booted ankles and draw her legs at almost 180 degree apart before fastening the ropes to sturdy wooden pillars. He needn't have done this as Michelle had not resisted or pleaded for him to stop when he told her his plans. 

The black clad Cheerleader was gritting her teeth her deep brown eyes widening as she felt his wrist flex inside her. It had been a struggle to do even with his small wrist and Michelle had moaned and sobbed head on his shoulder as he almost affectionately comforted her as his dirty fingers opened then pushed inside her slit.

Now he was pumping with more purpose the beauty bucking and gasping as he fucked her with his hand.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!

The spread eagle position was really uncomfortable but it allowed total access to her slit her pink lips slurping on his wrist his other hand pushing into her mouth sexy red lips sucking on his fingers. 

The geek had stripped his boiler suit and his cock was standing rigid again Michele amazed at the stamina of this family. She gripped his shaft with her black gloved hand and began to wank him with a monotonous purpose. The geek in turn continued his burrowing each flex and bump making the olive skinned girl pout and coo with sensation.

"Urr yessss that it uhhhhh uhhhhhh oh ohn shit shitt hnnnnnnnnnn!" She cooed giving what he wanted.

The geek was impressed with his ability and groaned as her fingers pressed on his seeping eye hole. 

He slowly extracted his hand form her glistening pussy the mound widening then spitting his hand out in a little gasp of exertion, her flower pink inside brilliant against her dark tan skin.

He pushed her back on the hay bails her legs still doing the splits tied open in a wide V.

"Just lay back." He said Michelle resting on her elbows the man kneeling near her face.

She nodded taking the cock in between her aching jaw the wet end feeling as big as the ball gag.

"Slurpp, slurpppp!"

The geek reached up with his hands to an upright cylinder stood on a set of wheels next to the bails. He unhooked the pistol grip device his hand bringing the nozzle and pipe down over her metal bassire and black clad tummy. The nozzle was greasy and dull silver the end.

He moved the tip the size of a gas nozzle down to her slit and slowly pushed into her stretched hole.

Michelle eyes shut tight her mouth still swallowing his rampant rod. The sliver tube was solid and unyielding, cold to touch the open end pushing all the way to her cervix bump. God knows what the device was used for normally. Extracting sun flower oil from barrels maybe, she didn't really care all she knew was that once he flicked the switch the cylinder would begin to suck her insides clean the nozzle and device some large mechanical vacuum .

Wosssssssshhhhhhh!

Michelle was unable to push her body back upright the geek pressing on her metal brassier his cock slowly pumping into the side of her expanding cheek. The nozzle tip instantly connected to her internal dead end. Slock! Her come smeared insides beginning to empty.

"Pa can't impregnate you with all his come in a barrel!" The geek laughed.

Michelle moaned her mouth unable to spit cock her hands pushing at the nozzle the suction incredible. "Bad idea, bad idea!" Her mind screamed.

She spat his cock from her lips."Oh Jesus no it uhhhhhh!." Michelle was about to protest when she saw his confused face.

"I thought you promised? He said almost child like, you fucking bitch I..."

"No..No!" Michelle barked afraid he would march her back too soon and in a serious pissed off mood.

"I did, I've just er ohhh!" 

Michelle gave animal grunts the nozzle flexing and slurping inside her its rigidity that of a steel bar. She arched her back moaning at the attention the vacuum was giving her, horrified one of her friends might see. But she knew false shame was pointless, only getting out of here mattered.

The geek tugged at the mechanical tube the thing gripping so hard inside you would think it was alive. The sensation was bizarre her pussy ultra dry the nozzle forming a ring around her cervix as if it might suck her insides out, the geek wrestling to pull the sucking monster out.

"Awwwwwwww!" She gave a scream in horror.

Back in the cellar all the women were curled in cages the cellar door locked the crazies above at work with their chores. Sandy sat in her cell knees up rocking to a thro humming to herself. Bianca looked at Miss Sims then Sophie they both looked back exhausted and in no mood to talk. 

Then Bianca noticed something that made them sit up and take notice.

"Sandy," Bianca called in a hush to her best friend, "Sandy your cage, it's not locked."

The girls all stared at what was true. In his eagerness to concentrate on Natasha and Sophie he'd not locked her cage. And when leaving the cop had shook his head at the clearly unhinged blonde who was giggling and swaying. He'd clearly thought it didn't matter much.

The women all began to call to Sandy as the poor wretch continued in a world of her own.

They were almost at the point of giving up when the girls eyes seemed to become more focused and the message began to sink in.

"My what...er what?"

They told her to hush pointing to the open padlock.

She pushed the bars the old rusty hinges creaking a little the cage opening.

"Oh shit, oh shit!" She began to panic she could get out of her cage but now what?

Sandy began to come to her senses her breathing slowing her body tensing like a predator. She crawled from the cage and frantically search for the keys to the other cells.

"Its no use he must have them on him," She said after a desperate search.

There was clanging and movement above and she froze in fear.

"Forget about it Sandy," Natasha whispered her nerves fearing any second she'd hear the cellar door open." Is there a way out?"

Sandy looked horrified. "Not up there, I'll never get past them."

Miss Simms remained calm and instructed her student. "Is there another way a corn chute or something like that?"

Then Sandy remembered. In the corner was a square hole with a flap hiding a curving metal shaft. It had been the pantry chute she had fallen through. She bent down at the entrance and looked up maybe fifteen feet. She could see the bottom of the trap door it had springs to make it close shut but she also saw the light switch catch that released it allowing a heavy weight to fall.

"I think I can crawl up her and get into the kitchen," She whispered.

"Do it, hurry." The girls said in unison. Natasha adding "get to the main road; stop whatever you see and get help." Sandy seemed a different person again back to her cock sure ways like the day had been a dream so far. She nodded with big blue eyes still completely naked but no longer bothered. Then she crawled into the square hole and pushed up to the wooden trap.

The catch sprang back easily but it took a great deal of dexterity to get her nails into the grooves and slowly pull the wooden floor open. It was trying to spring back all the time but once she had a hand inside it was far easier to pull down and open. She dare not call back so instead eased herself up into the pitch black pantry allowing the floor to gently close behind her. Click!

Back in the barn the man finally tugged the eager pipe from her with a fleshy pop. The geek could see the tall cylinders bottom smeared with seminal deposit. Michelle was moaning and wriggling but not resisting, biting her finger in a school girl tease.

"Oh shit you've sucked me dry." She said amazed with her own filthy language; but seeing the desired smile on his face. He knew he'd drained every last drop of come out of her.

He flung the nozzle to the floor pulling back his pink foreskin showing his big eye hole.

"Now to replace it with mine," he giggled. 

Michelle sensing her opportunity needed to get loose.

"Ohhhh ugh ugh please I need to go on all fours." She panted lashes flashing in a come hither bloom. 

The geek wasn't sure.

"It'll be easier for you to mount me." She added seductively,"like a rutting bull."

He nodded wiping his skinny chest of sweat. He unfastened her legs and she brought them together gratefully. Knelling up she crawled down the bails until she was knelt doggie fashion on the hay strew floor the pigs grunting nearby. She looked fantastic in a the black skin tight cat suit her heels like a Disney queen witches her long brunette ponytail and darkened sullen eyes also adding to that image. The Amazon brassiere still bit into her firm breast but there was no way he would remove that.

The geek like her bull analogy and he climbed on her rear into the familiar farm yard position his hard monster finding her lose empty cunt.

She began to grunt like a beast herself.

His hands gripped her waste as he thundered in and out, Michelle yelping, startled at his ferocity. Her hand was banging on the dusty barn floor her brunette mane swinging from side to side. She looked over her shoulder her sultry eyes wanton and decadent.

"Let me up" She gasped." Bang me up against the wall."

She couldn't believe her own words and as the man nodded positioning himself behind her she knelt up then pulled herself to her feet. There was a bar on the barn wall at hip height and she bent over; resting her cheek on it, hands gripping the wood ass raised heeled legs apart. She wanted him from behind standing up.

"Spunk up me now, hurry; please!" She was wet again her body ready to accept a new deposit.

"Ugggggggggggg!" She cried again with the sensation of thrust the man filling her canal with his massive meat rod.

"Awwwwwwww yes yes yessssssssss!" She writhed back the man jerking his hips the squelching and stink turning him into a panting buffoon

"Ohhh ugggggg urrrrrrr ohhhhhhhhhhhh nnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

He erupted, his cock tip spitting thick come; his body tense his neck muscles showing as he became rigid. That was what she had been waiting for.

Michele arched her back and with gymnastic ability contorted her body upright his cock sliding from her hole mid climax the come still pumping from his eye hole

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Crash! Thud!

The shovel hit him hard against the side of his head. Michelle grabbing the wooden pole device she had seen standing lent against the wall the first minute she walked in here. Her final wanton position had put her hands inches from the shaft and at the biggest point of vulnerability she had struck.

The man was on the floor moaning but hardly conscious.

She took a deep breath looking down at her boots. They needed to come off; she'd never get away in these. She pulled the latches and buckle's as the man on the floor moaned and sobbed. Pulling the long leather shoe off she quickly repeated it with the next. She knelt on the man's back grabbing the rope tying his hands then his feet. 

"One of the trucks must have keys in it." She thought to herself. 

She needed to put distance between her and the farm. The man was disorientated at the moment but give it twenty minutes and no doubt the family would hunt her down with avengance. 

She ran out into the dark starless night. The humidity was stifling a storm about to break. The first rain was beginning to hit the floo; the down pour coming fast and heavy like this evil families ejaculations

Click!

Michelle froze a white light in her eyes a southern drawl making her heart sink.

"Don't move miss; or we'll have to shoot you in the knee."

The cop grinned from under his dripping Stetson brim; shotgun pointing straight at her.

"And trust me honey, that won't stop Pa from having his way with you."

Michelle standing there the rain beginning to shower her body suddenly realised it had all been for nothing. She looked to the sky and gave a defeated howl.

From a hundred feet away the hidden Sandy heard the animal screeched of sheer frustration, futility and resignation.

The blonde had crept from the cellar and fearing capture at any moment climbed through the kitchen window out into the corn field. She could see torch light around the other side of the house but didn't plan on going to find out. Ahead at the front porch were a state trooper car and an old black pick up.

The rain was battering down now but she didn't mind it help conceal her movements. Her bare feet pressed on mud filled pools until she reached the cop car. Opening the door she saw there were no keys.

"Shit."

The pick up was further away and she decided it was all or nothing. No shots rang out no hollering and even though she expected the porch doors to open with torch wielding crazies she reached the battered old wreck. Opening the far door then crawling to the driver seat she saw the keys sat in the ignition.

"Oh Jesus... "she gasped, the thunder cracking overhead, "thank fuck for that."

The dense wooded track was like driving in a cave the poor beams struggling to illuminate her way. The windscreen was awash with rain water and at the breakneck speed that she drove every second remaining level and upright was a miracle.

Sandy crunched the gear shift the battered pick up groaning and screeching as its engine and gearbox struggled to work in harmony. The steering was heavy and she grunted with effort to make the sudden turn. The vehicle almost bounced onto the firmer route of the shortcut their mini bus has made earlier. The crashed bus was nowhere to be seen and Sandy didn't waste time in slowing instead revving the engine to a screaming pitch she sped off down the road intent on raising the alarm to the first car she saw. 




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 05



A mile ahead of her the young truck driver shook his head in frustration. It had been a long day and now with his rig unloaded he just wanted to get home. The rain was almost hypnotic his long hours at the wheel starting to tell. The headlights ahead grew larger and he realised he was not the only fool to be on this road in this weather. The lights were moving erratically and as his big truck thundered towards it horn blarring the vehicle veered off the road and into a ditch.

Sandy felt dizzy the impact momentarily dazing her. She heard the air brakes of a large wheeled machine slam on and only moments later a young mans voice and reassuring hand as her door was prised open.

"Miss are you oh!" The truck driver stopped seeing the girl was almost naked in a sack cloth top bare feet on pedals. But he also remembered her from a previous fully clothed meeting.

"OH please help!" Sandy said seeing the face of the young man she had flirted with that very morning in the heat swollen traffic jam.

He hurriedly helped her from the smoking pick up and lifted up into his warm cab the engine humming on idle his country and western tunes still playing.

She was babbling about the police. Her friends and teacher needed help.

The trucker tried to make sense.

A cop

A house

A...

A monster?

He nodded his eyes getting wider and wider. She was sure he didn't believe her. He just looked so dumbfounded trying to get her to explain what she meant in more detail.

"Please just drive." She gasped as his questioning continued.

He nodded and sat back down in his seat

"Don't you worry miss." He said the rig picking up speed its beams scanning the road like two huge searchlights. 

As the truck battled headlong against the rain, ahead the two occupants could see flashing lights, those of a cop patrol car. It was coming directly towards them blocking the road. The rig cab was dark and Sandy shrunk into her seat her eyes looking in desperation at the young man.

"Oh God, it's one of them I'm sure of it."

The man couldn't be sure it might be another cop. He decided not to risk it

"Quick," he shouted looking over his shoulder. "In the back let's not take any chances."

Sandy slid out of her chair pulling herself into the rear of the cab. It was cramped with an overhead bed and big padded seat below. 

"The seat" he shouted, "it lifts back there's a latch."

The cop car had slowed and come to a stop directly in front of the massive grill of the big wheeler.

The seat did indeed open showing a hidden empty chest space. No doubt ideal for hiding items from unwanted inspection

"Get in hurry."

The chest was cramped and Sandy had to knell inside pressing her head down onto the cold wooden base. The lid clicked shut on top of her the chest now a padded seat to all but the most suspicious eye. She heard the young man open the door and climb down. It made sense keep him far away as possible.

She could hear voices over the engine hum. She was sure it was the lazy drawl of the evil cop.

The voices got closer and she heard the driver direct the cop down the road.

"About a mile and a half back that way, its pointing in a ditch."

She began to shake knowing her would be captor was so close the young man no doubt telling him how he'd passed the abandoned truck with no sign of a girl.

Thud!

The door closed as the man sat back in his seat and she could hear the patrol car pulling away heading further down the rain washed track. Sandy breathed a sigh of relief and tried to raise her body. The dam lid had a catch and she was stuck inside.

"Hey..." she realised she didn't know his name, "hey mister I'm stuck."

The young man crunched through a gear change and cussed an excuse for his poor driving.

Damn winding roads," hearing Sandy he answered, "just a little further, be patient."

The truck slowed and turned then she felt the gradient of the hill.

"Hey I'm getting a little hot in here," she said in a polite friendly tone.

The young man nodded in agreement yeah she was hot; fucking amazingly hot. He thanked his luck that he had come across her first. His fucking family never failed to amaze him with their stupidity. His lazy fucking grand pa, the freakish twins, that cock sucking arrogant cop cousin and don't even get him started on junior.

He smiled remembering the narrowed eyed cop cousin explain his predicament in a little desperation

"I caught us some hot pussy today, but one of them high tailed it. We've got to find her."

The trucker remembered how it had been himself who had casually directed the girls into the clutches of his family but he said nothing to take the glory. Instead he mentioned to his older cousin with a smug smile that the perfect figure teen was now safely curled up in his trunk. 

He'd deal with her; the dumb cop could sort out the pick up.

"Hey is it time to let me out yet?" Came a sweet voice from the trunk.

The trucker smiled as his rigs lights illuminated the farm stead the big wheeler pulling up along side the barn. "Best place to take a little captured cow," he surmised.

He reached into his glove compartment for a coil of rope calling over his shoulder in his friendly manner. "Sure miss lets get you out of that uncomfortable position."

It was a half hour later when the cop arrived back at the farm. He was tired and angry. The barn was illuminated with light. Someone was inside; he could hear machinery and the moans of exertion. It was no doubt his cocky cousin dealing with their run away.

"That fucking little miss pig tail." He hissed," all those bitches are in for one hell of a night I'll see to that."



Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 06



Miss Sims lay in the back of her speeding ambulance. The rescue had come as a shock after so many months of captivity. So many months of fading hope. Why hadn't they found them earlier; why? She'd struggled to keep a grip on her sanity' but the things she'd seen done and had done to her could never be removed. The nurse cared for her attentively and Natasha's hands crossed her rounding tummy; her pregnancy a symbol of her captor's evil fulfilled plans.

"You're ok now honey," the nurse said setting up a saline drip. "You and your girls have been rescued safe and sound. The whole state has been tearing the place up looking for you five." 

The Nurse then smiled; pleased with their collective efforts adding; "and now we've found you all."

Natasha mouth trembled and she shook her head, bitter memories coming back.

"No, you're mistaken," she replied solemnly, there's only been four of us in that house for a long time." 

*****

Back on that first fateful Texas summer night the rain had stopped. The black evening sky closed in on the farmstead the oppressive sticky heat clinging to the cop's shirt as he headed for the barn. They'd had their problems and almost a couple of escapes but now all was under control. From over at the dilapidated old colonial farmstead he could hear shouting; his family no doubt bitching with pointless argument. He stroked his chin thinking about their hot captives. He guessed their new life might take a little getting use to; but they would in time.

He heard moans from the barn. Sandy, one of the students had escaped and only by sheer good luck she'd been caught again. He'd join the party in the cellar soon, first he would see how the run away was doing.

The lamp lit barn was filled with recognisable sounds of hog grunts and the smells of animal's lairs. But over this sensory mixture the cop could hear the mechanical chug of machinery and the miserable pants of the pig tailed babe.

Sandy was standing arms tied behind her back. She was bent at the waist over a high wooden pig sty gate; her ankles tied to sturdy posts. The trucker, her would be savour (who turned out to be another of this in bred family) had explained his intentions on first reaching the barn. 

He'd had a picture of his buck toothed wife in his breast pocket

"She's nothing to look at is she?" He had said uncharitably as he'd tied up his captured prize. 

He had wrestled with the diminutive blonde stunner as he fastened her ankles wide apart spreading her legs; then pulled her hands behind her back making her breasts bounce to attention before binding her wrists. She'd teased him with those innocent eyes back at the traffic jam all the while knowing how her ass and boobs pleaded for attention through her college uniform. Now she was naked her curvaceous young body at his mercy.

He pushed the picture of his wife up to Sandy's snout adding.

"She's barren too, not going to be having kids."

He placed it back in his shirt pocket then pulled the girl forward over the wooden fence wrapping a big rope around her waist binding her tightly into the bowing position.

"I reckon you could fix that for her," he had then added as his hand roamed on her breast, cupping unopposed, feeling the weight like two big fruits at a market.

"I've got myself another barn at my home," the trucker told her as he pulled the equipment into view. Sandy had shaken her head seeing the big suction tubes; then looking at the vacuum sealed jars above them. 

The young man admired the large cup ends of his device then Sandy's pink teats.

"When your bellies full with our baby," he drooled his eyes going wide in anticipation," I reckon we'll get half a pint a day out of you."

He'd flicked the switch and the machine had sprung into life the monotonous sucking sound resonating from the hollow ends of the tubes.

"Let's try them on for size shall we?" He'd asked; Sandy trying to break way her tits swaying as she struggled. Then he'd knelt under her the black suction rims pointing towards nipples. 

That was 30 minutes ago and now the cop had returned and stood in the barn doorway. 

He gave a smug grin of satisfaction. 

Sandy's face said it all. 

Her cute nose was snorting air her pony tail swishing from side to side. The two big glass suction tubes were flexing with each artificial gulp of air trying to draw her two swollen nipples further up the milking tubes. The cop could see a good inch of pressed flesh drawn upwards her teats like stretched nuts fighting against the airless void.

The orange milk pipes wriggled like snakes up to the apparatus hung over head; two other tubes hanging useless, a hot teen babe having fewer udders than a cow.

The cutie was yelping and then grunting one after the other. Each yelp was from a targeted palm swipe to that great teen ass. Then followed by a grunt as the milking machine sucked; the hungry tubes blindly oblivious to the fact they were never going to get any liquid. Well not for the next few months anyway.

The cop had his arms folded watching the show in amusement. His trucker cousin was wiping rapeseed oil onto her ass to sooth his repetitive spanking. How long he'd been at it the cop didn't know; but Sandy looked spent. 

"Well blondie?" The cop asked, "I guess you're sorry now?

Sandy gritted her teeth her eye lashes flaring at each swipe, her tits like stone, nipples crying out for relief

She nodded frantically her big blue eyes welling up. "Please make him stop!"

Slap! She bucked forward the tubes swaying and clinking like big glass wind chimes.

"You like this don't you?" The trucker asked pouring more oil on her round spanked ass the slime running down her hot thighs and calves. He slapped to get a response and she nodded contradicting her last statement to the cop, fearing what the trucker might do otherwise.

"She'll suit me just fine," the evil hauler said looking at his cop cousin, "look at those big beauties." The cop nodded admiring her globe perfect tits sweat trickling down them making the glass tubes glisten. "And those wide hips," he then added. "Great stock eh?" 

The cop again nodded at her hour glass physique.

"Not really teaching her a lesson are you?" The cop said coming closer, disappointed she wasn't screaming more. This little bitch had caused him so much trouble.

The trucker frowned, "you've not seen anything; look what we've been playing with." At this point Sandy wailed shaking her head in panic. "No not again, no please don't let him ohhhhhh!"

The man reached to his waist; where he wore a tool belt. He drew up the big power drill pumping the trigger making the pistol device whirr at high pitch. The chuck head had been attached to a big rubber cock object. It was like an enormous pickle; sickly green with a warty coat. As the trigger was press it began to spin making it a green hazed blur; the oil smeared surface spitting in all directions.

"Fuck it looks like Pa's disease old thing." The cop laughed impressed with the boy's invention.

Sandy was looking back over her shoulder bent provocatively on the wooden beams her legs apart; ass raised. The man had expertly roped her into this inescapable fixed position; doubled over the fence beam. With her arms tied behind her back, the two milking tube dangling beneath her clinging to her tits for dear life, she'd had no way of resisting his games.

"No not again ugghh please ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sandy braced herself already experienced in what would happen next.

The trucker pushed the monster pickle into her pussy her lips wriggling over its humps and raised nodes. She could feel the length ease inside her pushing lips wide apart the bulges pressing into her soft inside

Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Her tits thrust jerked and then swung backward in unison the tubes clattering on the wooden beam as she convulsed. Her pussy was feeling the insane spinning of the pickle shaped cock, the oil helping lubricate.

The trucker pumped it in and out of her young slit. The oil and juices glistening and flicking everywhere as the knotted length appeared, then with a high pitched yelp disappeared back inside her at high revolution.

The cop unzipped his fly pulling out his big rod. "Not bad!" He admitted over the noise of drill and Sandy in their crazy DIY dance.

Standing in front of her gasping face Sandy looking up at the towering shadow he gripped his cock pushing its tip at her nose. "Let me come over those baby blues," he said affectionately. 

The trucker continued to pump the drill as Sandy groaned and thrashed the cop jerking his foreskin the big eye hole glistening.

"I'm going shoot in your cute goody-goody face," he teased in a husky voice.

The trucker was panting with the effort, the drill making his palm tingle his arm ache. The cop was vigorously jacking his own length. It was something about her amazed wide eyes expression that just made him want to paint her face with his come for the second time that day. The way she just looked like it must all be a dream and she'd wake back in her college safe world at any second.

"Oh yes princess I'm nearly there," he coaxed, "just a bit more." And his big hand reached under her to squeeze her bust trying to add to the drawing power of the tubes. He grinned looking into her desperate eyes. Recalling the vibro-rod punishment in the cellar and feeling her firm ripe tits he teased. "We've done some naughty things with these puppies today haven't we?" 

She could only emit a long indignant howl the drill cock doing its worst.

"Shame you didn't get a chance to ride in the back seat of my patrol car." He laughed adding; "maybe another day eh?" 

Sandy didn't know or care what he meant, unaware of the cop's electro tit interrogation techniques.

The piggy eyes man pulled her pigtails together then raised his hand drawing her face up to desired spray level. He looked to his cousin as his hand quicken around his massive purple cock. He just couldn't get enough of this prim little angel.

"Put it up her ass!" He ordered and Sandy's face was one of horror then disbelief as the green phallus speared her rear hole and instantly began to spin with a new gut wrenching sensation. Her eyes glazed over her mouth an open yawning wail. That was his cue; the come began to erupt from the dirty cops cock; hitting her nose, into her cavernous wide mouth, spattering her chin and filling her eye sockets.

The cop grimaced with exertion as her feature became an avalanche of vicious white cloth. The spunk like a smothering pillow her nostrils creating air holes her lashes pushing back the veil of semen allowing her girl next door eyes to stare ahead insanely.

Now that was a good bye present to be proud of.

"Good girl," the trucker said as if talking to a beloved hound. He withdrew the spinning pistol device, Sandy feeling like she was shitting a tornado. 

"Time to take you home to my better half," he explained as she gasped and panted in relief. 

"Not staying for the party?" The cop asked flicking his cock at the girls face adding a final spattering.

The trucker shook his head switching off the milking machine, pulling the suction cups casually from her udders with loud pops. "No," he replied without a hint of sarcasm. "I need to get back; after all I am a family man these days."

The cop put his happy cock away pushing it back into his pants Sandy still coughing and spitting semen. Her uncorked melons were full and firm the air making her sore nipples tingle. She began thrashing; shaking her head in refusal as the trucker unhooked her fully from the apparatus. 

"Uh no, no I you can't I mean..."She didn't want to be some slack jaw bitches' pet and brood mare. 

She looked up at the cop still unable to see past his honourable badge of office.

"You got to help! Please you can't let him take me away!"

He just smirked back then turned to leave.

The trucker had stepped out of his pants his own family size erection rock hard and pressed upright against his flat young stomach. He placed his bare feet on struts in the wooden gate and straddled Sandy's bent double body. He squatted down so his rod slid over her ass then under to her wet hole, the girl looking over her shoulder in desperation. He looked like an excited chimp on a zoo climbing frame. 

Gripping the top of the gate either side of her body he then pulled his waist forward impaling her in one long thrust. 

"Now," he groaned enjoying the feeling of steel hard penetration, "down to business."

She gave a shriek as he filled her to the brim his athletic body balanced gymnasts style on the gate like a squatting medieval gargoyle above a fairytale damsel in distress.

He began to stab like frenzied serial killer Sandy gritting her teeth the fence rocking like crazy; wood creaking and both their bodies shuddering. At any second the cop thought the fence would collapse the hinges clanking the frame groaning as much as Sandy. The trucker would take her home and she'd make a baby for him and his wife.

As the cop left the barn and headed for the house he could hear the ecstatic squeals of his relation. It was indeed like a demented chimp. Sandy's voice could be heard also as she screamed to high heaven in revulsion; her new master in full flow siring his new farm yard sow for the first of no doubt countless times.

In the cellar Miss Sims and her girls had listened to the crazy shouting and stumbling above. It sounded like the whole family were having a bar brawl. They had been left for a few hours to sit in their horrid cages below in this underground prison.

"Miss," said Bianca, "do you think Sandy got away?" 

Miss Sims wasn't sure.

They heard lots of shouting earlier and also screams from outside. But they could have sworn it was Michelle they'd heard. Sophie moved her buxom frame inside her cage, big breasts like imprisoned zeppelins. "It been a while maybe they don't realise yet and she's long gone."

Suddenly the cellar door opened and the girls froze.

One by one the family entered.

First the maniac; his hulk like a bear his hands and big booted feet wrapped in dirty bandages His under cooked pink skin was visible only at fingertips, around his neck, and at his mask mouth hole. His eyes were black and vacant his tongue a steady drool; his leather skirt hiding his diseased ramrod cock. He stumbled down the stairs in his now expected permanent intoxicated manner. He had a sack that was wriggling in his steel like grip. Natasha knew it was too small to be one of her girls.

Then Ma followed; all flab and folds looking older than her years, gapped teeth and snot filled nose.

Then the geek twins both naked. Their bodies were black and blue. Natasha mind raced. "Fuck, it looked like the family had been kicking the shit out of them for fun." 

Then the cop his chest bare cigar back in his mouth. He stopped at the top of the stairs and allowed Pa to pass.

The girls gave a group groan. 

Pa rode in. 

Michelle was in her full black body suit a saddle on her back. As she climbed down the stairs on all fours like a panther the legless old pa sat above in the seat. Her stilettos were impossibly pointed giving her no way to stand her hands in skin tight rubber gloves. She had a harness and bit in her mouth. It was o-ring shaped allowing a cock size girth to enter. Her visor was closed and she had to fell her way along; Pa giving her directions until he reached the cellar floor. Belted on her hips was a curved groined attached dildo. Like a black sabre between her thighs; ridiculously long maybe 15 inches. So long its tip tapped up against her metal covered brassiere.

The women's cages were opened by the twins then Natasha, Bianca and Sophie were made to stand to attention as if on parade.

The evil group admired their captives in silence. Sophie; with big rimmed glasses her eyes electric with what she had experienced this day. Long flowing black hair cascading over her shoulder resting on her mountain range breasts the nipples red and bloated from the day's attention. Bianca; the cock teasing blonde teen queen her body long and perfect her upturned nose and big lashed stare less arrogant now. Her long blonde mane streaked with black roots of sweat.

Between them both was Miss Sims. Natasha was a good ten years older than the girls but with a body both envied. Dark bronzed skin a fabulous hourglass hips and a 16 year olds gravity defying bosom. Her red bobbed hair was ruffled but vibrant her lips a deep crimson her eyes showing that her resistance was almost drained.

Natasha took a deep breath her breasts rising; the family's eyes widening, lips licking in anticipation. She noticed that they didn't seem surprised there were only 3 of them left down here.

Miss Sims understood; there would be no rescue tonight." Oh my God; what have you done with Sandy?" 

The cop answered looking down on them from the top step as his family sniggered.

"Oh miss pigtail? Hmm you don't need to worry about her anymore, trust me."

The women coughed and spluttered putting their hands to their heads reading the worse into his statement. Michelle remained passive on her hands and knees Pa holding her rein pulling her vision impaired gimp head up which made her snort like a horse. Miss Sims gave short intake of breath as she saw the long black dildo spear tap the floor beneath Michelle, like a huge missile slung under a jet plane.

"You ladies best concentrate on your own skins," Pa sneered wiping snot from his nose.

Natasha looked at her girls who stared forlorn back to her. 

"What are they going to do?" Sophie said softly Miss Sims putting a protective hand out to guard her. Then she glared at her captors in hatred.

"You filthy animals keep away from them!" She acted like a protective tigress.

The family laughed their insane cackle filling the cellar. The big pig like maniac banged his chest King Kong style making disgusting retching noises in amusement.

"You've not done a good job up to now of keeping them sweet and innocent; have you miss school teacher?" Ma cackled beginning to arrange dominator equipment and other disgusting tools. "In fact I'd say these girls have definitely popped their cherries today?"

The school mistress didn't reply instead looked sadly at her students.

"Girls, listen to me, we need to give ourselves time." She said.

"Time?" Bianca asked looking nervously at the leering freaks

Natasha nodded. "Yes time for someone to find us."

Sophie butted in. "You mean stop resisting? Do what ever they want, be their whores?"

Miss Sims looked to the floor and nodded pitifully.

The crazies again laughed at their captive's hopeless plan shaking their heads in amusement.

"Just concentrate on earning your keep with us," sniggered one of the geeks. "Yeah like all the other farm yard animals," added the other.

The cop closed the heavy cellar doors and the room instantly grew warmer and more claustrophobic. "That's right good little animals," Pa nodded unfastening his fly the other members following suit. "But don't worry miss you and your girls aren't for slaughtering." 

His eyes narrow spittle seeping in strands from his gap teeth. "No you're for breeding."

Then the crazies descended on them. 

Ma grabbed Bianca's hand the tall girl looking disgusted the crone's toothless grin black and evil. One of the skinny geeks now waved an impressive hard on his wretched frame looking ridiculous against it. "Let me play too Ma!" He said clapping his hands like an excited child.

The maniac towered over the melon breasted Sophie his hands gripping her arms mauling her assets. He pushed a filthy finger in her mouth nearly making her puke. He had an idea for those massive mammaries; it was wriggling within his cloth sack. 

The cop gripped Natasha waist from behind licking her neck his hands moving up to cup her delectable olive nipple tits. He pushed her down onto her knees facing the riding Pa. The old cripple stroked her face and with his other hand cradled his dirty old prick.




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 06



He looked towards the other geek; the one so stupid to have nearly lost Michelle earlier. 

"You and my pony like to fuck in secret don't you?" He drawled half in question, half in fact.

The geek shrugged his shoulders looking apologetic. Pa grunted. "Good lets see you two fuck again." 

The geek nodded in agreement tugging his prick to readiness; but then looked sickly pale when Pa snapped. "No you little shit, get on all fours, my little horse is a stallion today."

Within minutes the cellar was like a scene conjured from an asylum bound artist. The heat was hellish the pale low watt lights adding to the feeling of being in the abyss. The sounds were suitably appalling too. A cacophony of groans, moans, wet slaps, slurps and grunts of varying degrees of intensity and humanity. 

In fact some weren't human at all.

Sophie was on all fours splayed over a wire cage. Her tits thrust through the wire square openings her hands gripping the side her thighs pressed against the box as the huge bulk of the maniac pushed his groin against her exposed rear.

He was slowly but powerfully pumping his cock in and out of her pussy hole; looking down letting his saliva drip from his mouth on to his shaft lubricating it like it was a steel piston in some farm machine. With each forward thrust Sophie's gave a young moan of sensation; his knotted length slurped in and out and she felt his bull-like balls in their dangling sack slap against her clit.

In the wire box her big balloon tits had been squeezed through the gaps their shape expanding inside almost locking her onto the cage roof. She could look below, back into the cage and see a family of piglets battling to reach her nipples. The little things hadn't been feed all day and deprived of their mother the invitation from this new sow was irresistible.

Sophie felt their mouths suckling in desperation on her fat nipples. The little pigs were squabbling and fighting to tug on her teats their teeth biting to hold on to their prize. She could feel her breats hardening under the intense attention her pussy feeling like a big wet tube; the monsters titanic cock thrusting uncomfortably all the way to her dead end his eye hole dripping slime intent on smearing himself inside her.

Her hot friend Bianca had her own problems; she really didn't want to let Ma do what she had in mind and protested loudly. Bianca was sat on the lap of a geek brother as he reclined in a creaking old rocking chair. His rigid upright pole was pushed snugly up into the young woman's anus. Bianca was resting back onto his skinny chest the geek's hands mauling her tits; holding them like two handle bars. 

But Bianca wasn't resisting him or his hilt anal buried monster. It was Ma who she pleaded to stop.

She was pushing Ma's hands desperately away from her slit. The old hag with the geek's aid had Bianca thighs spread so wide she though she would snap in two. This difficult position her back arched pushing her tits onto groping paws and twisting the man's cock inside her anal chute. Both to his delight

"Oh please ohhhhhhh!" She squealed as Ma worked.

Bianca felt the metal tube slide effortlessly through her fingers as Ma eased the greased sliver phallus device into the teen angel. It slid like knife through butter the tip 7 inches inside her the metal slimy and cold. On the silver cocks base was a wheel. A tiny crank like wheel which once the base wings had pressed against her prised open lips Ma began rotating in small hurried circular motions, the two bastards pulling Bianca's desperate fingers away as she tried to stop it.

The long silver speculum began to split open the cock turning into two opening arms inside her hot tight tunnel.

"Oh no please stop!" She moaned her fingers tapping on the metal wings Ma's hands briskly turning the wheel' the device jacking open widening the babe's deep hole.

The geek gave a please groan as he felt her pussy fill with the expanding intruder her walls pressing onto his rectal buried cock. He twisted her nipples feeling the hard teats hearing her pants rise as she felt the device stretching her hole to 3 dirty inches.

Ma could see up into her hot haven the wings now parted the internal cock split and open like the squawking beak of a metal bird.

Bianca's long manicured fingers felt around the entrance Ma's face down close peering inside her tongue licking at the seeping juices. She continued the wheel rotation and Bianca cried out in one long lament as the old hag explained what she planned. Ma was intent on opening the young bitch's shaft so wide she could get her scrawny hand wrist deep inside.

Natasha didn't see any of this; she had her eyes tightly closed as if to block out the whole insane situation. The texture and stickiness of Pa's old football sock length cock was nearly making her puke. Her fabulous big lips caressed the bulbous sore end her tongue tasting his piss hole and under his foreskin. She had her eyes closed but she couldn't blot out the taste or touch on her painted pink lips. Nor the sounds and comments from the old man.

"Oh yes that's it you hot bitch, lick the rim uhhh!" Natasha struggled to keep the cock in her mouth as Pa jostled back and forth. "Com on teacher; get old faithful to stand up!"

Pa was bucking under her mouth and as his cock hardened in her lips Pa gripped her head to steady himself. His little pony was wriggling and rutting beneath his saddle as she too obeyed his command still in her blindfolded world.

"That's it pony ride the bastard, harder, harder!"

Michelle was indeed a rutting stallion. On all fours she had been positioned over the ass high sprawled body of her geek lover. He was screaming and hammering the floor with his fists as Michelle stilt like dildo stabbed up his anus. With her head on the nape of his back the 15 inch monster eased a good depth inside the screaming geek, Michelle rocking behind him fucking him with the under slung missile.

The geek was gritting his teeth suffering his punishment. His cock was hard beneath him and he pulled the gloved hand of Michelle to his scrotum as she ass fucked him.

"Aw, aw Pa," he coughed Michelle's hand instructed to jerk his manhood, "make her go faster!"

The cop slapped the cheerleaders ass her two pink orifice plugs radiant against her shinny oil black second skin. "Com on bitch you heard the bastard fuck him faster!"

As Michelle increased her efforts, Pa gyrating, Natasha choking, and the geek squealing the cop returned to his own games.

He had pushed a strange plug into Natasha tight ass the thing having a tube attachment on it. Miss Sim's had not even looked up her head forced down on Pa's cock as the rubber plug popped into her anus.

"That's right miss don't you worry yourself about that," Pa had grunted as she bobbed on his rod. "We decide what goes up inside you from now on."

Then Natasha felt her ass fill with warm water. The cop was piping a quart of fluid from a big syringe down a flex hose into her ass. She felt her tummy gurgle and she was relieved it wasn't that awful expanding paste. The cop removed the syringe and fixed the open end of the tube with callipers as Natasha pulled back from her cock sucking; coughing and gasping. 

Now she had a long thin orange tale her fine ass wobbling with a heavy load of warm water.

Her insides felt bloated and alien to her. She opened her mouth in a grimace; a silent gasp coming from her lips. Her sexy eyes looked back at the cop then to Pa. The cop had refilled the silver syringe and was now pushing another full load into her tight anal void.

"Oh shit ug no too much please ohhhhhhh mffff!" Her wail was silenced as Pa pushed his cock up into her oval pout.

"Bite on this if it uncomfortable!" He grunted Natasha's teeth taking him up on the offer as she received another injection of fluid. She was wriggling and bucking the two syringes full deep inside her. 

How had it come to this? She felt like a balloon about to pop.

Pa then took hold of the far end of her anal tube able to release the flow when needed.

"Suck faster bitch he ordered I want to shoot off in your snooty mouth."

The anal buggered geek was rock hard now and Pa pulled Michelle reins making her pull out of him the long dildo tapping the floor. The geek gasped with relief and rolled onto his side his prick like a fence post.

The cop and geek then stood around the riding Pa and his gobbling piped ass teacher. Pa was about to come and they sniggered as he pressed the tube end against Michelle's o-ring wide mouth. Still in her blindfolded world she began to cough as a little pipe was pushed to the back of her throat. The geek and cop gripped her arms and held her butt in a kneeling position as she realised something awful was to happen

Unaware Natasha was desperate to make Pa come her mouth taking deep sucks. She knew his rules when he came she could have anal release. 

"Good girl," he grunted affectionately. "I com... oh yes that's it go on I'm letting it out, squeeze it out miss. And then the climaxing Pa opened the tube calliper.

His cock began to spit stinking piss type come flooding Miss Sims mouth making her choke as it filled her nostrils. Her eyes opened in shock her throat gulping the horrid sticky mess down her gullet. She gasped for air her anus suddenly feeling the pressure ease as the pipe faucet was opened her muscles squeezing the filthy warm enema out in a hosepipe like torrent.

She then gave a horrified indignant gasp of realisation, but she couldn't stop her ass unloading. Her mouth dripped come her eyes blinking in disbelief as she saw the gimped mask head of Michele shudder in panic the orange enema tube deep in her throat. Miss Sim's backdoor contents were filling the cheerleaders o-ring mouth bubbling over her chin and no doubt pouring down her throat.

But the release was so merciful the teacher couldn't stop. Her ass muscles gripped tighter increasing the pressure expulsing every last drop with perverse relief, her students head spewing the dirty contents out in an arch; like a park water feature.

Meanwhile Sophie's screams filled the air as she rattled and rocked on the wire cage. Piglets were dangling from her imprisoned tits and they swung wildly as her body was thrust off the ground. The maniac was siring her like a crazed animal his big knotted cock sliding all the way out letting you see a trail of precome between his cock eye and her tunnel, before spearing back in connecting with her cervix making her ass almost overtake her head as she jerked forward.

She wanted him to stop; she wanted him to come, anything but this continuous steam train pounding. The mouths of the piglets were insatiable on her tits and her eyes crossed in amazement as her servicing continued apace.

Between his spot inducing thrusts Sophie could see her teacher squeezing her anus empty. Miss Sims face was gritted teeth and wide eyes the look of relief tempered with horror. The rubber tube was flexing as the liquid was pressured to the end disappearing into Michelle's mouth. 

The intelligent raven haired beauty gave her own agonised moan realising the length and depths of her captors perversity could stretch further than she could ever imagine. She also knew she had a ring side seat in this carnival of lust and no amount of "smarts" would get her out of it. The fucking from the maniac was making her loose focus. Over and over her body felt his rod stab then withdraw and she let go planning to drown in a sea of sexual fire.

On the rocking chair Bianca now greasy fingers gripped Ma's wrist slowing but not halting her penetration. The teens eyes rolled as the wrist disappeared inside her machine opened pussy. Bianca could feel the woman's finger searching inside, pressing in intimate places. Ma's hand felt the bump on the base of her students pussy. It was the geeks cock nudging through the thin wall between her front and her rectal tunnel. The old hag smiled up at Bianca feeling the truncheon shape rubbing it through the girl's skin. The geek felt the pressure and groaned. Ma would jerk him off from inside the bitch's tunnel.

The maniac stopped his humping; pulling his dominating length from the pussy of the blow up doll type Sophie. She was slumped half conscious not even aware of her cage suckers any more drool running from her cute big lips. The geek and cop moved over to her and began unfastening her tit binds pulling her udders from the hungry mouths of the piglets.

The cop lifted up her chin to look into her eyes. He grinned as she held onto his arms her knees quaking. The geek was behind her and reached around with a new device. It was two metal hoops on a rod. The hoops went around and under her balloon tits; with one end of the rod having a big screw. As he twisted the bands shortened pulling her breast up the metal band growing tighter squeezing her tits. Sophie groaned but didn't resist she already knew he would tighten the bands so much her tits would distort and bulge like two mushroom heads on steel encased stems.

As Sophie ached in constriction the maniac looked around. Michelle was presenting her self to him. He could see her in a corner ass raised Pa still riding. The sexy teacher was under her now; legs apart hooked around the gimp suited cheerleader's ass. Natasha had her hands on the rubber masked face of Michelle. Her teeth were in a gritted snarl as below the pony girl's long flagpole cock was thrusting into the teacher's amazed cunt. Pa was slapping his rides ass demanding more penetration and the fiery red head sobbed as she felt over 10 inches of pounding missile rod push in and out of her fleshing tunnel.

The maniac moved behind the knelt pony girl and with his big hand twisted then popped out her anal day glow plug. Natasha face was pressed again the o-ring mouth of Michelle. The girl was still blindfolded but the teacher could hear the desperate pants of exertion as she fucked into her. Natasha bit her lip face contorted as the thrust hit home but gently caressed her young students head as if to absolve her of responsibility. "Ugg it's ok honey, ughh!"

Suddenly Michelle went rigid then began to rut harder making Miss Sim's cry out telling her to slow. But it was no use she was now driven by the thundering cock buggering her ass at breakneck speed.

The maniac was thumping into her rear, full entry all ten plus inches of mangled rod. Pa was nearly thrown from his saddle the moans from Michelle loud yet indecipherable. However the ones from Natasha were clearer and far more arousing.

"Ohhh noooooo slow slow uggg you fuccccckkkkkkk!"

But he did not; the maniac intent on giving all four girls a steam train pounding before he'd bed for the night.

The cop had finished fixing Sophie's constriction brassiere and now he stood monster erect watching the teen goddess Bianca take a rapid fist fuck. The sexy long legged babe was screaming as Ma's hand was a blur; juice spitting everywhere her tummy dissented by speculum and hand visitor. The geek was been eagerly rubbed from inside as he groaned and bucked. But he was holding back his eruption. It was Bianca who was near the edge

She thrust up the best she could grabbing her own tits pressing the geeks claws harder onto them. She began to scream in ecstasy cussing and moaning her voice reaching a high pitch shriek. She was coming yet again by female hand.

She looked down over her mauled tits her hands around her mental rimmed entrance. Her mouth was open her eyes on storks a she felt her body in a bizarre convulsion trying to spit a massive coke can width piece of metal and old hag hand from her excavated love hole.

The cop was unravelling a rope and slinging it over a high beam as he saw her juices in torrent Ma's hand a glistening mess the girls face one of shock and awe as the orgasm never seemed to subside. 

But within moments it had and she gulped the air like a drowning man

"OH jesus oh ugggggg!"

The geek pulled his cock from her ass its tip ready to bust.

"Wider!" Ma shouted to Bianca and the dazed girl felt her thighs opened to the max. Ma gripped the geek's frantic cock pointing it up and back towards Bianca wide open pussy. The speculum had created a four inch tunnel and now that there was no longer an old hag hand in it the pink flesh glistening and invited you to delve.

"Fire away!" Shouted Ma; the geeks cock launching a stream of come into the wide target. Bianca's entrance and inside became white with spatter the old woman using the cock like she was hosing an open bucket with sticky milk.

Bianca looked down in amazement her well like pussy filing with spunk. They were using her like a human receptacle, a fucking come jug! Her own juices were oozing out as she saw the look of menace on the watching cop. He had new plans for her.

On a filthy mattress the other geek was playing with Sophie. He had her on her back thighs wide as he pumped her pussy. The girl was groaning trying to loosen the brassiere. But the screw had some sort of one way thread meaning it would only tighten; you needed a key to release. 

Sophie hand touched her deformed domes feeling the steel cord her hands hopelessly trying to keep his away from the crank screw

To Sophie's horror the geek just could keep his hands of it. He seemed obsessed with tightening it bit by bit. Her melons were red and gripped so well she thought they might never go back to the old shape. But even then as he fucked he just couldn't stop twisting the screw, wringing another few fractions tighter; then another; then another.

The maniac finished with Michelle and as he pulled his sword from her ass she collapsed in a heap Pa falling from his saddle. Natasha pulled her self from under the girl the spear dildo thankfully slipping from her. Michelle had feinted with the buggering and effort of carrying around Pa. Her ass gaped; pre-come dripping in strands up to the maniacs cock.

"You fucked my pony girl senseless," Pa said annoyed as he wriggled on the floor.

Near by the big cop gestured for Bianca to stand. The man had her heels in his hand and she put a hand on his shoulder as she slipped the sexy shoes back on. The shoes made her stance one of elegant beauty her legs ever so long her ass tight tits firm and erect. He pulled her arms behind her back Bianca looking through her cascading blonde mane with pitiful eyes at his dangling rope. He clipped the thick collar around her neck tying the rope to a hoop on its side.

He then pulled the rope and pulley slowly until it became taut the collar lifting her chin up her feet struggling to keep on the floor. She groaned as he pulled her slightly higher Bianca now on her heeled tip toes.

He then looked over to the where Natasha was extracting herself from the entangled limbs of Michelle. Ma and the geek were helping Pa right himself the old woman searching for some smelling salts for his dazed pony girl. 

Natasha felt her hair pulled and she knelt then stood up as the Cop brought her to his game. The maniac was rummaging in a corner and turned and approached the sexy teacher. In his hand was a harness and cock device.

The cop and deviant ape hooked the belt and straps on to her pulling the harness creating a tall bronzed goddess with a curved horn shaped cock. Natasha hand touched the pointed head as they tighten it fully to her groin. The thing was ivory white and smooth; the base much fatter than the tip. The maniac greased the horn pulling Natasha waists as he tugged at it.

"Put it up her ass," he demanded helping her closer to the strung up Bianca. Natasha was still in her heels and therefore was perfectly level with the girl's ass. She eased upwards dirty hands angling the tip until she could push inwards.

On the floor Michelle was wriggling her metal brassiere thrusting up. Ma had tied the gimp girls arms behind her back and then both her knees together. She finished by roping her clenched ankles pulling the rope around Michelle's neck so that she was trussed knees to belly, feet to chin, ass exposed.




Texas Dildo Massacre Ep. 06



Ma had uncorked her sexy plaything; both neon pink plugs on the floor. Now the cheerleader groaned and gargled through her o-ring as Ma pushed a pair of wooden skittles into her holes. The things were like small bowling pins too wide at the base to be possible to penetrate, but they tapered then grew again to bulbous head. These heads were already inside her ass and pussy. Now Ma wanted more and she was tapping on the flat bases of the pin phalluses with a mallet. 

The evil woman had removed Michelle's blindfold and now the sweet confident beauty had a grandstand view of her own upturned ass and pussy penetration. Michelle in this trussed position could do nothing but watch in awe as Ma hammered the big wooden cocks deeper and deeper.

The gimped cheerleader still gagged couldn't scream, but Bianca could. The horn was thrusting in and out of her ass Miss Sims hip in a continuous pelvis thrust. The ivory cone slurped and dived up the young fillies' anus making her teeter on tip toe her back arched to keep balance; big bazookas pointing out. Her red head teacher had her talon fingers on the model waist of her student trying to hold her steady. 

Bianca was grunting and cussing but what could Natasha do. Rather she took care impaling her with this awful horn than let a crazy ram it home. She glanced down towards Michelle their eyes meeting the young girl expression one of bewilderment Ma slowly tapping the wooden pins like she was fixing tent pegs.

The cop was nodding in satisfaction his red head teacher doing a good job. Miss Sims closed her eyes hearing the yelp feeling her tummy press against Bianca's spine the ivory cock going higher and higher into her rear. She could feel the smack of big family cocks on her thighs the cop and maniac close by. She felt the cop's bell end snake down the crack of her ass and then suddenly push her sphincter. He wanted in!

At the same time the maniac stood in front of Bianca and waved his penetrator. She understood his demands and opened her legs wider allowing him to push up into her pussy. The girl felt his monster open her up and then fill her completely. Her groin pressed down onto the base of his cock and then she felt relief as it slightly lifted her body stopping the need to struggle on tip toes.

Natasha felt Bianca become light as she floated on the Maniacs dick. Then the stinking man mountain pulled back and Bianca dropped; the collar tugging the teen coughing. Then he pushed in again lifting; then withdrew dropping. Her heels began to tap on the tile floor. The teen was grunting from thrust and neck tug as suddenly Natasha's ass felt a thrust and filling sensation as the cop found his entrance. She too was momentarily lifted off her feet the horn ramming deep up her young student.

"Time for us to pick up the pace," grunted the cop and both himself and the maniac began to fuck the women with abandon.

Natasha and Bianca groaned and gasped, but it was Sophie who now filled the air with insane lament. Her tits were crimson the hoops gripping with vengeance on her boobs. The geek had her on her back thundering in her pussy letting off slurping and slapping noises as her juices flowed. She hammered down on his back with her hands her head thrashing her breath becoming laboured.

She bit into his flesh with her claws the geek pressing his blubbery lips onto her cherry ones. She was climaxing her walls tightening her hips pushing up. She felt the geek suddenly explode inside her hole filling her with thick baby making come. Her head flew back and she screamed in anguish and exhilaration her tits wanting to burst her pussy feeling like it would.

On the floor Michelle was bucking to no avail, Ma banging on the wooden bases slowly impossibly nudging the things deeper and deeper. The vibrations of each hit were driving Michelle crazy and she was nearing climax. The constant thud of mallet the constant pushing as the heads went deeper. Michelle felt her clit swollen the shock of each whack like an electric shock over and over and... "oooooooooooH!"

She felt her ass try to squeeze out its big invader her pussy on fire gripping the pin like she was performing so type of internal Chinese wrist burn; wringing the wood like you would a wet towel making her blacked out world danced with kaleidoscopic colours of delirium. The sensation was liberating and Ma could see the young girls tongue stabbing through the o-ring as she gained a moment of numbing pleasure from her constant hell.

At the fuck tree Bianca and Natasha were hammered fuck dolls. The teacher had stopped thrusting herself letting her anal invader ram her body and horn cock up against Bianca. The teen was limp held up only by Miss Sim's grip, the tugging neck collar and the lifting power of the maniacs cock.

Natasha feared they would fuck her student to death and held onto her hips for dear life the cop a cascade of sweat as his big bellied body hammered away up her burning ass. He was stabbing so fast he imagined steam hissing from her furnace like hole ring; his cock like a inquisitionist hot poker of torture up in her gut.

The cop reached up to the rope loosening the knot and suddenly Bianca felt heavy her knees giving way the babe falling in a crumpled mess; the horn sliding from her the maniac's rod doing the same. 

The pig man stepped over the girl without a second thought as Natasha thrust her horn aggressively back at him. But it wasn't her doing; the cop in her was firing off giving an almighty roar. He reached around gripping the horn like a hand rail pushing her ass back onto him his pelvis jacking with machine power Miss Sim's legs buckling her mouth open' tongue out as if to retch. His semen oozed like warm toothpaste inside her until his balls felt like shrivelled prunes.

The cop pulled exhausted from Natasha's ass his long snake dripping slime the woman a shimmering mess of sweat. The students were great but this 30's something babe was something else he thought to himself his lips dripping saliva like a drunken fool.

Pa was in the rocking chair "old faithful" hard again, the two geeks were wiping sweat from their awful bodies their cocks limp and still dripping come remnants. Ma was now messing with the strange metal syringe and on the floor were Natasha's three students all bedraggled exhausted and fucked to the limit. Sophie groaned her tits still not free her hands kneading the dirt. Bianca was unconscious a heap of perfect limbs and flowing dirty blonde mane. Michelle was still trussed on her side wooden cock not ejected snorting and panting with exhaustion like the little pony had just run the Kentucky derby. 

Miss Sims was stripped of her ivory cock and made to stand in front of her master.

Pa looked up at his prize bitch. So confident earlier, refined and elegant, intelligent too; she had all the attributes. The crazies closed in around her and she was suddenly aware she was the only girl still playing.

Hands pushed her head down the Pa telling her to bend over his chair. She raised her ass heels still on the floor her tummy pressing on his cock, one hand feeling her tits another hand pressing her back down onto him as he remained in the rocking chair.

She gave a groan as the silver speculum pushed into her anus, all the way in cold and unyielding. She'd seen what it could do and gripped the chair as the wheel began to spin opening her tight chute bit by bit. Her pussy was then stuffed full of cock' the big hands of the maniac and his awful stench leering over her. He was pumping hard making her grunt the speculum and cock turning her inside crazy.

She groaned and gasped as the maniac took his mare. His come was by far the strongest and he knew his would impregnate her for sure. The tall blonde teen had milked him to full erection now his spunk hole wanted to shoot. This teachers pussy felt tight considering the wall screwing it had received and he was satisfied her lips would clench close as he withdrew holding his load deep inside.

The speculum had opened her to a dark tunnel entrance her tanned ass like two toasted buns around it. The family could look down into her deep dark hole as her rear bucked from the maniacs pounding. Natasha's long fingers reached back in panic feeling the metal wings she gave a loud moan as her finger crossed over the wide chasm that was her anal entrance. 

Natasha felt the maniac hands grip tighter his cock more slippery as he lubricated her chute. Pa had his fingers inside her ass rubbing her open hole and now Ma was waving a strange device in front of her face. It was the long stainless steel syringe from her enema games. It had a big plunger handle the tip a tapered nozzle and now she could get a closer look at it.

The end dripped white fluid and Miss Sims realised it was some sort of pig or cow inseminator. A dirty great steel syringe for injecting come; horse come in this instant. 

Ma giggled; "you'd better get used to it; we're not planning on feeding you girls much else."

She shook her head as the tip pressed into her mouth pushing her tongue down. The cylinder was large and she knew she couldn't swallow all this. Hell they must have been storing it up somehow no animal could let off that much. The tip began to spit animal seed as Ma gently pressed down Miss's eyes ablaze her face one of refusal but unable to stop the dirty spunk filling her mouth.

The maniac cocks was a blurring thrusting piston now and as he erupted she felt his juices like yet another syringe squirting direct onto her cervix; her insides filling rapidly at both ends of her body. She coughed at his ejaculation the horse seed spewing from her mouth the maniac pulling his spent log from her watching her pussy lips shut tight with his precious load.

The crazies grabbed her hair making her stand and then straddle the rocking chair. Pas cock pointed straight up and Natasha eased her slime filled snatch onto his rod. The come spewed out around it and she felt his rod packing the rest deep up inside her. She began to ride the old fuck; hands free tits thrusting forward her lips still covered in pony spunk. Her ass remained mechanically open in full view of her slumped students, all still dazed and half unconscious.

"It's feeding time." Pa shouted; the three girls not responding." Come and get it."

Pa grinned at his bouncing beauty slapping her ass as he spoke.

"Like Ma said animal come is all you honeys are going to eat from now on and if your girls want it, well there's only one place they can feed." 

Natasha shook her head, Pa nodding as she realised what he meant. They'd have to place their hot lips on their teacher sphincter each night while she expulsed their supper.

Miss Sims didn't care anymore. She didn't notice his hands all over her or the other crazies touching her anal rim then slowly removing her ass spreader. She looked straight ahead at the wall her nose sensing the old bastard's breath, her eyes fixed on more obscene tools and devices that would no doubt be used for future games. She was slowly clinically been stripped of all that she valued; her position, her confidence, her dominance and dignity where all in shreds. She sensed the girls below and behind, a heap of spent nubile bodies no longer her students; but instead her partners in this insane bottomless pit.

She only gasped slightly as the inseminator was punched up her anus the plunger pressed hard her bowels filling like a second bladder with runny whores' food. The old pa was grunting in satisfaction, he was about to spray up inside her. The girls were below her ass, moaning dazed and confused and they spluttered and coughed in surprise as the cop, maniac and two geeks showered them with pent up piss. 

Natasha paid little heed to the girls golden shower and as the Pa filled her with his prize seed her exhausted anus began spitting then vomiting a copious amount of animal semen; like a popping champagne bottle over the entwined heavenly bodies of her sprawled, pissed on and fucked senseless students.

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Back in the present the sheriff men where collecting the crazies into an ordered row of bodies. The news had reached him that Sandy Michaels wasn't in the house and had apparently been killed trying to escape on that first night. He turned to look at the solemn couple waiting by his car. He gave them a nod as he approached.

The young trucker gripped his hat his pregnant wife next to him looking equally dumb and bemused.

The law man looked at them both without a hint of a smile.

"You did the right thing," he said; the couple shifting their feet heads down.

The trucker mumbled and sniffled. "They were my cousins sheriff you know that, but when I suspected well I couldn't just ignore it. It wouldn't have been right."

The sheriff panted him on the shoulder as he walked past. "You did good son, we're all real proud of you." And then he headed to his car. He turned adding. "You get home now; then come to the station tomorrow so we can wrap this up."

As he pulled away he wound his window down speaking to the trucker's wife. "Just your husband; no need to trouble yourself miss." Then looking at her bump he added. "How far gone are you." 

The bucked tooth woman smiled proudly," oh just over three months."

For the first time that day the sheriff gave the slightest of pained smiles as he nodded then drove away. He looked in his mirror as dust billowed around the two unlikely public servants. There was something he'd recalled hearing a year back that was beginning to form a link in his head. He punched a number on his phone that he knew well.

"Hi, put me through to medical records," he said to the hospital receptionist," fertility dept."

Minutes later the Sheriff hit his breaks his car twisting on the dusty road. His wheels spun as his car desperately gripped the surface the head cop hollering on his radio and he sped off to a new destination. He wanted everyone to meet him there in fifteen minutes. And when he said everyone he meant everyone.

The hillbilly couple drove home listening to country and western neither speaking. It had to be done, their family had been getting more and more irrational. How could they explain away four new babies to an old Ma and a crippled grandpa? The trucker had never been back after that first night, well certainly not to that obscene pleasure cellar. He knew they'd told the women that Sandy was dead to keep them more compliant and after so many months of fucking he doubted they could remember anything anyway. 

He'd always been the smartest one and well they were his family but this was his wife. He couldn't have anyone ruining his plan.

As they entered their timber shack the building squatting in deep thick woodland, his wife pulled the cushion from under her dress flinging it on the rotten soiled settee.

"I'm gonna need to bigger one of those soon," she said in a matter of fact way.

The trucker wiped his brow it was a hot day and from the corrugated barn on the side of his house he could hear the chug of machinery. As his wife busied herself with supper he opened his back door into a humid courtyard. The metal shed door was padlocked close and he fumbled with the rusty lock. Eventually he opened the door just enough to enter before pulling it tight close again.

Inside the steel oven the temperature was in the hundreds, the noise of machinery louder a compressor rattling pipes flexing. He tapped the two jam jar size canisters the milky contents swishing around. He followed the pipes as they snaked down to his little sow.

Sandy was on all fours shackled to metal railing her body in a leather harness allowing her pregnant belly to rock slightly her knees able to relax from not holding all her weight. She couldn't speak a gag in her mouth which was not permitted to be removed. She also couldn't see pads over her eyes a bandage holding them in place. The suction cups were pressed firmly onto her swollen nipples. As normal she'd been milked all day and the couple knew the more she was milked the more her body would produce. Another few months and each tit would fill a jar each day.

In the kitchen the wife hummed to herself and she cut vegetables. She blotted out the thoughts of her man and the fun he'd had mating with that blonde witch. He visited her less now her belly was growing; but after the birth she'd have to go. Means must but that little bitch wouldn't be replacing her forever.

Unexpectedly there was a tap at the door. She didn't think anything of it. She had many visitors around while her brood mare had wriggled, gagged and desensitised thirty feet away. As she reached the door she paused almost caught out. Shaking her head in annoyance she grabbed the pillow stuffing it under her blouse; then opened the door looking out with an innocent straight-laced face. 

The blood emptied from her skin, her ash features now as pale as her blonde captive. The insanity of her actions suddenly focused with awful clarity. 

The sound of police radios filled the air as in front of her the stone faces of the sheriff and ten heavily armed deputies looked back.

THE END

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I hope those that stuck with it enjoyed the final conclusion. This has been great fun to write but I'm glad it's over. Thanks for all your support on this story and a special mention to Curley who dreamt up those five amazing babes. Finc