
"Aghhh!"
"Scream all you want, bitch! Nobody's gonna hear you out here."
"No, noooo!"
The belt came down a third time, slashing across her belly, the cross-crossing that blow with a fourth. Terri rolled with some difficulty onto her belly, whimpering helplessly, tugging at the bonds cutting into her skin. Kathy could see the marks the rope was leaving in her flesh. But there was something in the girl's voice, something that told Kathy all this wasn't completely pain. Ted was enjoying this, reveling in her agony, silently begging this man for more torture. The thought made the teen's head reel with complete confusion.
"Nice ass, real nice."
He reached down and grabbed a fistful of assflesh, squeezing it hard until he made the girl squeal with pain. Several times he backhanded her ass, making the cheeks jiggle against one another and redden with the blows. He was jabbing one finger into her ass-crack, moving his hand around, making the girl moan louder and louder until she finally screamed out something incoherent.
Kathy shivered again. He was fucking a finger up Terri's asshole! She knew it! He was jabbing that thing into her bowels, making the counselor shriek in pain and shame!
"Yeah, maybe I oughta fuck you in the ass! Yeah, stick my ten-incher into your asshole! That'd get you going real fast!"
"No, no, don't… uhhhh!"
He brought the belt down hard against her ass-cheeks, the black leather hissing into her flesh like a buffing poker. Ted screamed, chewing the pillow in front of her, her legs pulling desperately against the ropes holding them to her arms. She tried wriggling away a second time. But the belt slashed down between her asscheeks, yanking her asshole open with the tip.
Kathy stood there, feeling her knees buckling from under her. She was watching something very private, something very sick, she felt. The girl thought about slipping away. No one would know she had been there. She could go back to Marie and help her friend back… at least, try to. But some force kept Kathy glued to the scene, her cunt throbbing and hungry, the lips filling itchy with blood and folding over one another while her nipples stood up and scratched maddeningly against her bra cups.
