Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon - Sex Stories

Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon

... hard, lifting into the air a foot, and twisted. She slammed Mona sideways to the floor, dislodging her arms. She uppercut Mona cleanly, knocking her senseless.

Jane stood, saying, "Have you ever been knocked out? It's not so black-and-white like in the movies. It's only rarely a 'lights-out' situation. No, more likely you're half-in and half-hour, stumbling and responsive but incoherent and unable to form memory. Gotta suck taking my right hand to the chin."

First, she tied Mona up again with the cord. She bound her arms behind her back, and her legs together, leaving her on the floor. She retrieved the remote and grabbed the batteries. Then, she had an idea. She smiled and grabbed their television remote. She knocked out the batteries inside it--four AAs. She took the batteries over to Mona and flipped her. Mona was lain out, face down, and Jane lay down across her back. She held up a battery to the ceiling, as though inspecting it, and said, "I sure hope you're awake enough for this."

She shoved the battery into Mona's asshole. Mona's head shot up, squealing. She kicked uselessly. In went the next battery, completely buried into Mona's asshole. It bumped into the first, pushing it in deeper and twisting it askew. Mona felt the hard, clinking metal inside her shifting and rolling. The third one went in next, and it pushed them in deeper. The second one doubled up with the third, stretching her colon wide. It was a small distance, but for her virgin hole it was a ...

... tight squeeze. The fourth battery pushed onto the third battery, which pushed onto the first, sliding the whole column in deeper, rubbing against the second battery which was to the side. This friction caught and slipped, vibrating the batteries as they went in.

Mona moaned, a sound she didn't intend to make. Jane laughed, burying her finger into Mona's ass up to the base and wriggling it around, "We wouldn't want any to fall out."

She cackled at the sound of Mona's cries, relishing Mona's bucking and wiggling. "Dance, slut! Haha, bounce that ass for me." She pumped her finger and slapped Mona's ass.

She stood, kicking Mona over so she was face-up on the floor. Her tied arms thrust her chest up and her head back. Jane looked down at her, and her mouth watered. She stared at the pale tits, splayed to each side, and she wanted to hurt them. She reached into her duffel bag and withdrew two alligator clamps connected by a thin chain. She bit one clamp onto each of Mona's nipples, and Mona began whimpering. Her cries started to grow in volume, building until she was screaming in pain and shaking. Jane smiled, grabbing the chain and lifting. She pulled Mona's tits up into cones, tugging on her nipples hard. Mona screamed, jumping and sitting up to relieve the pain.

Jane planted her bare foot onto Mona's face and shoved, giving slack onto the chain. Mona fell back hard onto her back with Jane's foot on her face. Then, trapped, Mona felt her nipples burning again as Jane ...