Through her tear-blurred vision, Cindy saw Jack taking another wrench from the workbench. She moaned in horror, her eyes widening to the size of saucers as he flipped the tool open, then brought it down to her left nipple. She felt the cold steel, felt the jaws biting down on her tit-tip until she couldn't stand it any longer.

"Uhhhh… agghhhhhh!"

The janitor moved fast now, screwing the jaws down until they clamped down hard on the nipple. He was crushing that tit-tip as well, screwing the jaws tight until he had her screaming for mercy.

Just when Cindy thought she would faint from the pain, Jack let go of the tool. It swung down, distending her left tit, banging like a chime against the other wrench.

Cindy sobbed. She felt the agony in her tits grow more and more. Her pert ass bobbed up and down, her wrists tugging at the ropes, while her ankles twisted against the legs of the sawhorse. Vainly she tried pulling away, but the ropes held her too securely, however, keeping her bent over obscenely, exposing her cunt and asshole to Jack's lewd stare.

While she sobbed and cried for him to stop, the big janitor slapped her ass until it reddened again, glancing every now and then at Billy to make sure he was still unconscious.

Cindy felt the blood rushing to her head once more as she collapsed against the sawhorse, exhausted by her struggle against the ropes and those horrid wrenches crushing her nipples.

It was when she saw him holding a large oblong object two inches from her nose that the girl blinked her eyes clear, calming herself for this latest ordeal. Moving back a little, Cindy realized he was holding a knife, a long, black handled knife. The blade gleamed in the dim light. She shivered, nearly forgetting about the crushing pain in her stretching tits as he twisted the blade and brought it closer to her face.