Caged!

by Gerald Rochelle

  Deborah pushed her hands down to try and release his grip but he was too strong. She grabbed his wrists but he twisted them away and dragged her to her feet. He took hold of the shackles, pulled them as wide as the chain would allow and latched each one to a stainless steel hook that was fixed to a round, metal bar running across the ceiling. He pulled her dress up around her waist, exposing her completely to Gross’s piercing stare.

  Gross like. Gross like pretty girl.

  Nice soft cunt eh Gross? Want to get another feel eh?

  Deborah tightened her bottom and tried to push Winston away but he yanked at the thin material of her suspender belt and pulled it painfully against her hips. He grabbed the material and pulled it away from her hips, twisting it painfully until it dug deeply into her skin. She tried desperately to squirm away but he was too strong and she could not stop him.

  Gross leaned forward and stared as Winston forced her knees wide apart with his spare hand. Still twisting the material of her suspender belt, he grabbed hold of her pubic hair, pulling it upwards and exposing the moist flesh of her soft cunt.

  Beautiful soft cunt eh Gross? But not much to see is there? I think she needs a shave.

  He let go of her suspender belt and it snapped back against her writhing hips.

  Deborah started twisting on her shackles and kicked out at Winston.

  Let me go! Let me go!

  She kept yelling and screaming to be released as he twisted up some plastic bags and tied them around her ankles. He pulled her legs as wide as they would go and secured the bags to another steel bar that ran just above floor level in front of the stainless steel range.

  She felt so exposed, stretched out on the metal bars and unable to protect or cover herself. She started swallowing and gulping as a panic began to spread through her. It built up inside them suddenly she started screaming. She could not stop herself. It was as though all the things that had happened to her were flooding back into her mind and throwing her into a desperate frenzy. She tossed her head from side to side in blind panic.

  Let me go! Let me go! Let me -

  Shut up bitch!

  Let me go! Let me go! Let me -

  Winston grabbed a long stainless steel spoon and thrust it sideways across her mouth. It clanked against her teeth and squeezed the sides of her mouth wide, stifling her cries and sending fresh shivers of fear through her trembling body. He took two more plastic bags, twisted them up and tied them around the ends of the spoon. He pulled the free ends around the back of her head and, tangling them in her hair, he secured them in a tight knot behind her head.

  Her eyes blazed wide with terror as he grabbed a sharp knife and rested its cold tip against the top of her crack. She gazed down in horror and gasped for breath as she tried to pull herself away from the shiny blade. But it was hopeless, she could hardly move and she screwed her eyes up, not daring to watch, as she felt the sharp tip of the knife first pressing against her exposed flesh then being twisted amongst her pubic hair.

  He twisted the tip of the knife around her pubic hair, tugging them and sending shivers of pain through her flesh as they were pulled. As he entwined them around the sharp metal she tightened her buttocks but this only exposed her cunt more fully and made him twist the blade harder. He lifted the knife higher and turned it so that the flat edge of the blade lay fully across her cunt. She felt its sharp metal surface digging into her tender flesh and she froze, not daring to move as he continued to twist the tip amongst her pubic hair. She felt the pressure increasing then she felt it released as the sharp tip severed the entwined hairs around its edges. He pressed the blade harder against her flesh and, still with her eyes closed, she held her breath as he pulled her hair out between his fingertips and sliced through it slowly.

  Give me that washing up liquid Gross!

  Gross did not take his eyes from Deborah’s exposed cunt as he handed the plastic bottle to Winston.

  Winston laughed as he squirted the liquid onto her pubic hair.

  I hope the blade is sharp enough!

  He rubbed the liquid in and it foamed up and dribbled down her thighs. He pushed his fingers between her legs and rubbed the bubbles around the edges of her cunt, parting the fleshy furrow and running his finger along its inside.

  His fingers were warm and slid easily against her soft outer labia and she felt an anxious thrill as they slipped in further, parting the swelling inner leaves and glancing against the tip of her swelling clitoris.

  Winston wet the blade under a running tap and placed it against the top edge of her pubic hair. Deborah shook her head and the steel spoon bit into the edges of her mouth but she stopped as she felt the blade being drawn down slowly across her trembling skin. She froze as she felt the sharp blade slicing through the hair. He drew it away, washed the blade and continued, slicing the black mat away bit by bit until she was completely shaved at the front. She felt a coolness against her skin as her nakedness was exposed to the air and she drew in breath, relieved that he had stopped.

  As Gross cocked his head from side to side, Winston pressed the blade between her legs and carefully cut away the hairs that clung to the edges of her cunt. He kept washing the blade then taking it back to her skin, slicing through each hair as close to its base as possible. He rubbed more soapy foam onto her and worked carefully until he was satisfied that she was completely shaved.

  Winston filled a metal container with water and sloshed it over her, wiping away any bubbles and feeling around her cunt for any stray hairs. When he found one, he pulled it out by the root causing her to tense and bite down on the steel spoon in pain.

  She felt degraded by the shaving but she felt her naked labia still swelling and she knew her hardening clitoris was poking from between the pink edges of her uncovered slit. She bit onto the steel spoon to try and distract herself but the pain only increased the hotness that she felt running inside her naked flesh. She pulled at her wrists and ankles but the unyielding tension started a flood of heat running within her tightly pulled hips. It was as though any effort she made increased her pain and this only fed her uncontrollable desire for pleasure. She dropped back hopelessly.

  Winston filled the container again and emptied it over her head. She threw her head from side to side as the water dragged her hair heavily over her face before flowing over her breasts and dripping down her stomach. He filled it again and she gasped as water ran between the tight-pulled spoon and her outstretched mouth. She tried to escape it, squirming against her bonds wildly, but she could not avoid it as it poured over her naked cunt and dripped down the insides of her splayed-out thighs.

  I think she likes the water eh Gross?

  He doused her again, throwing the water fully into her face and making her choke.

  Untie her Gross, she needs a proper wash.

  Gross knelt down and unravelled the twisted up plastic bags from the bars, all the time being careful not to touch her and pulling his hands back sharply if her got too close. For a moment she stayed frozen, her arms high and her legs wide with the plastic bags still tied tightly to her ankles and wrists, then suddenly she slumped forward onto her knees, biting onto the hard, steel spoon and gasping for breath.

  Winston grabbed her by the hair and hauled her out of the galley. He dragged her back along a rusty gangway and stopped at the tank of water. He threw her down on her back and she fell heavily on the open iron grating that formed a platform in front of it. He bound her wrists together in front of her by winding the bags tightly around them. He took their trailing ends, pulled them behind her back and knotted them securely then tied her ankles together and rolled her over.

  Her eyes were wide with fear and she panted frantically, water still running from her mouth and her hair sticking in black strands across her reddened cheeks. The chain from the shackles hung down in a heavy loop from he
r bound hands which were pressed hard against the base of her stomach under the strain of the plastic bags tied behind her back. She wanted to plead for mercy but it was impossible and, when he grabbed each end of the long, steel spoon that stuck out from the sides of her mouth and dragged her up by it, her body filled with a painful nausea of hopeless dread.

  He yanked her to her feet, thrust her against the edge of the open water tank and tried to push her in. Her legs caught on the side and she managed to keep upright but he pushed her harder and she plunged backwards into it.

  The water surged up around her in a wave and splashed across her face. Winston held tightly onto the spoon, forcing her mouth wide, and water flooded in, running straight to the back of her throat and making her cough and choke. Her eyes widened even more as water and spit frothed from her mouth and she pulled wildly with her shoulders to try and get her hands free.

  He lifted her up with the spoon, holding her head above the water as it sloshed around her breasts. She drew her legs up to try and get some purchase against the side of the steel tank and, as she pushed them wide, the heavy chain between her shackles sank between her legs. She felt its weight pulling her down and she tried to grab it, thrusting her hands between the tops of her thighs and stretching out her fingers frantically to try and reach it. For a moment, as she splashed and flailed in the water, she felt the naked edges of her cunt against the backs of her hands, then she was thrown into blind confusion as he pushed down on the spoon and thrust her beneath the surface.

  The echoing noise of exploding bubbles burst into her drumming ears. She kicked her feet against the side of the tank and heard the chain clanking dully against its metal edges but she could do nothing to break free. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and tried to break herself free from the metal spoon but it filled with water straight away and she swallowed it down in involuntary, stinging gulps.

  He lifted her back up and she struggled to get her breath back. Water ran from her mouth and the burning in her throat made her heave. She thought she was going to be sick and she bit hard onto the spoon and pulled her wrists against her bonds until the nausea passed.

  As her body tensed with the strain, she stretched her fingers out as far as she could and they pressed against the insides of her writhing thighs. As she bit harder, she tensed her chest and curled her fingers back until they reached the naked edges of her shaved cunt. She bit harder, thrust her thumbs into the front of the fleshy furrow and pinched onto it with her fingers, squeezing her outer labia as tightly as she could and sending an absorbing pain deeply into her hips.

  She hardly felt the pressure of the spoon as he lifted her higher above the surface of the water. She pinched her fingers deeply into the soft flesh of her labia and gasped noisily with the ever-increasing pain. She panted fast, spitting water from her mouth and trying to cry out for mercy yet, all the time, pinching her swelling flesh harder and driving the delightful pain deeper.

  She felt the pressure of the metal spoon against her grinding teeth and clamped her mouth around it as her confused mind threw her into an uncontrolled mixture of panic and desire. She wanted him to let her go, to release her and set her free but, at the same time, she wanted lifting on the spoon so that she could dig her fingertips deeper into the soft flesh of her cunt. She wanted him to haul her up like an animal on a hook and she wanted to feel the desperation of her captivity and she wanted to be consumed by the flames of desire that were lit by the brutal self-punishment of her ever-delving fingernails.

  Her fingers dug deeper into her burning flesh and she splayed the swollen folds back so that the cold water flooded against them. She bit hard onto the spoon that stretched her cheeks and stared forward wildly as the water frothed and bubbled around her breasts. She tightened her grip on her swelling flesh. She pinched her nails in deeply and pulled at the engorged edges, opening her cunt and exposing its inner warmth to the cold shock of the water. She pulled more and felt, not only the pain of her pinching nails and the ecstasy of being held up by the spoon in her mouth, but the shocking delight of the cold water as it forced itself into the entrance of her vagina.

  He lifted her higher and she felt the water running from the ends of her hard nipples and she tossed her head back throwing her wet, tangled hair away from her face as if to tell him to lift her higher. She felt almost the full weight of her body hanging on the spoon and, as the heavy shackles pulled against her arms and the water splashed around her hips, she opened her legs more, splayed the edges of her naked cunt as wide as she could as she pinched the stretched-out flesh with all her strength.

  With her eyes wide open and holding her breath, she let go of her labia and thrust her finger deeply inside her vagina. Water ran up into its warm entrance and she felt the tip of her clitoris pressing against the palm of her hand.

  He pulled her up even higher until her splayed-out cunt was just below the foaming surface of the water. She bit harder onto the spoon and held a quickly snatched breath. She opened her legs as wide as she could and pressed her knees against the sides of the tank. She pushed a finger into the warm entrance to her anus. It closed tightly around her knuckle but she pushed it in until she could get it no further. Her eyes opened wider as she thrust into herself deeply, burying one finger into her vagina and the other as deeply as she could into her anus.

  She wanted him to pull harder on the spoon. She wanted to feel the tension and strain as she braced her legs against the tank and she wanted to feel the grating of the spoon between her clenched teeth. She wanted to feel the splashing water against her exposed flesh and she wanted him to hold her there until she finished. She wanted to feel the rhythm of the frothing water and the empty heaving of her desperate breaths and she wanted to feel the control that he had over her and the strain against her legs as she was taken over by the spasms of her orgasm.

  He lifted her some more and she drew a deep breath through her nostrils, biting down onto the spoon and pushing her fingers even deeper. She looked down into the water, watching it as it foamed between her legs and splashed up against her straining stomach. She reached her head down against the pressure of the spoon and with one final effort stuffed her fingers even deeper into her cunt and anus. A wave of heat coursed threw her as she felt her orgasm building up. Her fingers felt on fire as she felt the anxiety of her pent up desires being released. She braced her knees as hard as she could against the sides of the tank and bit harder on the spoon but suddenly, as she felt the frenzy of her climax straining in her chest and throbbing in her throat, he pulled her out over the side of the tank and threw her onto the wet deck.

  She struggled to keep her fingers tightly inside her vagina and anus but, as she fell heavily, her legs were knocked apart and her hands were dragged away by the weight of the shackles and chain. Frantically she thrust her hands back between her legs, desperate to release her orgasm, but Winston grabbed hold of her shoulders and turned her over.

  On your knees bitch! On your knees!

  She lay flat out on her front, still scrabbling to get her fingers back to her cunt and anus. She managed to reach her cunt and probed at it in a frenzy.

  I said on you knees bitch!

  He looped his arm under her hips and lifted her buttocks. She thrust her other hand between her legs and clawed her fingers desperately towards her dilated anus.

  Want your arse filling eh bitch?

  He knelt down behind her and parted her buttocks. Her hand was still trying to reach its goal but he slapped it away. She froze for a moment then thrust her hand back, straining her fingers out desperately. He smacked it away again and this time pressed his own finger against her pulsating anus.

  She felt the probing tip of his finger and instantly sank back against it. The muscular ring of her anus welcomed it as he pushed it in and she raised her buttocks higher to get it as far as it would go.

  He pushed it in a
nd lifted her higher on it while her own finger delved deeply into her throbbing cunt. She drew it out and grasped her clitoris, squeezing it hard and sending shivering spasms of heat into her hips. She bit onto the spoon in her mouth but it did not give her enough pain and suddenly she pulled away from him and scuttled back to the side of the tank. She crouched with her back against it, her legs wide open at the knees and her finger and thumb pulling wildly at her hard and swollen clitoris. She stared at him defiantly, urging him to force her to obey.

  Bitch!

  Winston picked up a broad, steel spatula.

  On your knees bitch! Do what you’re told!

  She sensed his anger and, still refusing to move, she pulled harder at her clitoris, pinching it and digging her nails into its hard and throbbing flesh.

  He raised the spatula threateningly but she just dropped her knees further apart.

  On your knees bitch!

  She held her clitoris out of the front of her slit then slowly reached forward with the fingers of her other hand and pressed one of them firmly against her exposed anus.

  He took a step towards her and raised the spatula again but she did not flinch or shy back, she only pressed her finger into the circular muscle and delved it in until it would go no further.

  He stared at her for a second then suddenly kicked out at her. As she fell on her side, he smacked the spatula down across her exposed buttocks.

  Smack!

  She reeled sideways but still kept her finger deeply in her anus. It contracted tightly and an extra surge of excitement shot through her.

  Smack!

  The hard spatula cut across her taut skin and a shock of pain sent a wave of heat through her hips. The pain contracted her anus again and she thrust her finger up and down frantically against the constricting muscle.