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Nightmare in Rust
(Author Unknown)

    Facing her were the three men who had snatched her.  They were all wearing jeans, work boots, military surplus blue jerseys with shoulder and elbow patches and black balaclava masks.    There was no sign of the guns they had brandished in the car park.  Apart from slight differences in build, they were almost totally anonymous.  She could not even tell which of them just screwed her.  All she could see of their flesh were their eyes and mouths visible through slots in their masks.  It was enough to tell that they were grinning at her naked body appreciatively.

    Vicky was a slim, blonde girl with an oval face.  She had wide innocent pale blue eyes, a neat mouth with an upturned upper lip and a small slightly snubbed nose.  Her high rounded breasts were capped by pink nipples and looked larger than they were on her slim chest.  Her waist was supple and there was a violin swell to her hips.  She had shapely leg, soft rounded buttocks and a tight pussy cleft barely containing the pouting folds of her inner labia.

     You re Victoria Amanda May Parkinson,  one of the men said, stretching out every syllable of her name contemptuously.   Yeah, we know all about you. We saw your eighteenth birthday party reported in the local papers last month. 

     And we thought: that must have cost a bomb,  the second man continued.  Then we thought: we should have some of that.  They can afford it, because your people must be loaded, right? 

     We re not loaded and we ve not got four-piece names,  the third one said, who was still holding the reel of silver repair tape that had been used to bind her.   We re nobodies; we re just any old Tom, Dick and Harry.  But now we ve got you!  How much are you worth to your parents to get back in one piece, do you think? 

    Vicky gulped and shivered at the venom in his words, and she squirmed against her frame.  As she did so, she felt sick fear sending a fresh thrill through her.  Her nipples throbbed and began to stand up.

     That s right, you look nice and frightened,  the one she might as well think of as  Tom  said, pulling out a camera and pointing it at her.   We want that look for the ransom video we re going to send to your parents, so they pay up quickly. 

     But her nipples are standing up,   Dick  said, flicking her hard nipples.  She must be masochistic or something.  That looks like she s having too much fun.  We want tears!   

     I can fix that,   Harry  said, turning to the surrounding shelves.  A moment later he came back with a metre-long length of heavy electrical flex.  He swished it through the air experimentally.

     That should do it,  said Tom.   Hit her with that until she cries.  That ll show her parents we re not messing about!  Okay, recording  

    Vicky s eyes bulged and she shook her head and whimpered behind her gag.  No, they couldn t  ahhhh, she shrieked into her gag!

    But they could!

    The electric flex whip hissed through the air and smacked across the undersides of her breasts, making them bounce and leaving a blazing scarlet stripe bridging the hemispheres.  The second cut landed square across them, beating her hard nipples down until they disappeared in the soft pillows of flesh, only for them to spring back up again.  The third cut slashed across their upper slopes and then turned downwards, catching her blazing nipple tips.

    By then Vicky was shrieking and blubbing and biting on her gag.  Tears were streaming down her cheeks.  The electric flex whip hissed across her stomach a couple of times, leaving criss-cross stripes across it.  Then it moved down to her thighs.

    Swish, crack, it curled about their fronts as they strained against the repair tape that held them apart.  Then it slashed up between them, tearing through the soft furrow of her pubes, spreading its lips wide and briefly opening up the secret wet pink valley between them.  Then it slashed a second time and a third 

    Vicky shrieked and almost climaxed from the pain and wonder of it.  It was the worst and best thing she had ever felt.  It was heaven and hell all rolled into one.  She jerked against the restraining frame so that it seemed to sing out in a cacophony of squeaks and rattles, then she went limp.

     Is she hurt?   Harry asked anxiously.   I didn t really mean to hurt her  

     Of course you meant to hurt her. That was the idea!   Dick said contemptuously.  He felt her throbbing and swollen pussy lips which were now tinged scarlet.   I think she came again! 

     Fuck, she s a weird one!   Tom said.  But at least she looks like she s been suffering, that s good enough.  Let me get a good shot of her face  

    Dick lifted Vicky s lolling head straight by her hair so Tom could get his close-up.  Then he stopped recording while Dick pulled her gag out.   Now, Victoria, you re going to beg your parents to pay up exactly as we tell them, or else you ll get hurt even worse.   

    Vicky was too dazed and shaken to resist, hating the words even as she uttered them.  P  please  Please play them however they want  or they re going to hurt me again  

    Tom stopped recording.  Right, let s get this sent off. 

    Dick pushed the gag ball back into Vicky s mouth and taped it in place again. Then he and Tom turned to leave.  

    But Harry was still staring at Vicky.  Then he grinned and rummaged about the shelves again.  He came back with an old mop handle.

    He set its broken head down on the floor to brace it and then, holding its handle at an angle, he slid it up into Vicky s hot sticky vagina.  She groaned as she was penetrated once again by the smooth wooden shaft.

     Just wanted to leave something so she doesn t get lonely,  he said with a chuckle.

    Then the three men stepped through a gap between the towering shelves and left her.