The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27 - Sex Stories

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27

THE SHARK AND SEAL - TOURISTS IN HELL

Ch. 27 – Not a Fairy Tale Ending - PART 2

GARY

“NOOOOO!!!” The shrieks of blondie and her fiancé melded together for a moment as time seemed to stop. I witnessed it all with a fascinated kind of horror. I knew Rex was sick, but a small part of me never thought he would ever go this far.

With the two engines revving, Ricky now got a double-dosage of voltage straight to his balls. He writhed and writhed. I thought the poor bastard’s eyes would fall out of their sockets as he screamed at blood-curdling levels. By the time both bikes’ engines had died down, Ricky hung limp. His body didn’t stir. A moment of awful stillness and silence suffocated my bar like a funeral shroud.

Rex unclipped both sets of electrodes. Ricky’s cock and testicles now hung as limply as the rest of his ominously still form. The biker leaned down to check for a pulse. A slowly-spreading, sadistic smile now graced his face.

“You’ve cooked him, gentlemen. I’d say that’s well done.” A cheer went up from the other Frost Demons who had gathered around to watch the night’s nadir. The biker king turned to the sobbing blonde.

“Looks like you won’t have to worry about marrying this bitch-boy after all, little cunt. I took care of him for you.” He grabbed her by the hair and forced her misery-laden gaze to meet his.

Now

you’ve lost something, bitch.

Now

we’re even.”

He turned to Dmitri. “Let’s fry these big tits one more time. Give the bitch ...

... something to distract her from her grief.”

There were still two electrodes attached to the blonde’s nipples. The other ends of them had been detached from Dmitri’s motorcycle, but now the Frost Demon got them into position again.

I pulled Sara back and forced her to her feet. No sense in letting the poor cunt get shocked along with her sister.

“Y-y-you’re monsters,” petite babe stammered. “Y-y-ou’re all just a bunch of fucking monsters.”

I reached between her legs and cupped her pussy. I could feel the remnants of my sperm leaking onto my palm from her ravaged folds. My lips hovered near her ear.

“If they’re the monsters you think they are, all the more reason to

obey

, girl. It’s your only hope.”

I saw Sara’s gaze shift to the plight of the remaining male captive still breathing…

Petite babe’s boyfriend groaned underneath Sasha’s humping figure as if her cunt was squeezing his shaft like a device from a torture chamber.

Meanwhile, I felt Sara shiver against me. I held her against my chest while Dmitri revved the engine. We both watched her big sister writhe on the table with another awful, plaintive wail. Jamie’s once-pleasured pussy, still dripping fluids, lay forgotten as the full surge of electro-shock coursed through her nubile frame. Soon she lay still. Rex pressed a finger to her neck.

“Bitch still has a pulse.”

Much of the rest of the night was a blur. I was still reeling from all I’d seen… from how complicit I’d become. These four ...