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Broken Crystal
by Abe
Crystal left her job at King Softy about nine. It was a pretty good job, serving soft ice cream, hamburgers, and shakes. In the winter, the owner closed the place and went to Florida. It was late summer, still light , still warm. Crystal was a brown-eyed, dark roots blonde, pretty sexy looking, she thought. She wore her thrift store shoes, short white shorts, and her King Softy tee-shirt, which nicely showed off her boobs. Her fancy Frederick's bra was, she thought, a justified extravagance. She had to walk nearly two miles to her mother's trailer. Quite likely her mother would not be home. Mother augmented her welfare checks by entertaining ?gentlemen friends?. One of the gentlemen friends had popped Crystal's cherry when she was 18. Since then she had tried to avoid sex with boys. She could masturbate. The only time she had an orgasm with a ?date? was with Lynne, but she had graduated and left town to look for work in Chicago. Crystal had told people that was what she wanted to do. When she graduated next year, she would go to Chicago. She was saving her pay to do that.
A loud motorcycle approached and pulled up beside her when she had passed the first bend in the road. It was Byron. He had asked her to the prom, paid for everything, dress, shoes, flowers. During the dance and afterward he had tried to feel her up, but she resisted, and when they said goodnight, she gave him only a peck on the cheek. He never asked her out after that. ?Hop on,? he said. Should she?
?Taking me home?? she asked.
?No, to a party.?
?What kind of party??
?You know, booze, weed, music. I need a date. All the guys need to bring a date.?
She wondered if she would be safe. She had a reputation as a slut, which she didn't think she deserved, but every guy she went out with wanted to get in her pants. Sometimes, if she had to, she would give a hand job or even a blow job, but she would rather not. ?Who do I know who will be there??
?Your friends and classmates: Liz, Tif, Boots, and Squink.?
Crystal didn't much like them, but they were good, God-fearing girls who would probably keep things decent. ?OK,? she said and hopped on behind Byron, wrapping her arms around his body to stay on as he zoomed away. He went down roads she didn't recognize, and the fields of ripening corn were much taller than she, so she couldn't see landmarks. They turned down a gravel road and stopped at a big metal equipment shed, for farm machinery.
Byron led her inside, where she saw Liz, Tif, Boots, and Squink. ?Where are the guys?? she asked.
?This is a party for you. Payback time. Take off your clothes.?
Crystal recoiled in fear, but Byron, behind her, held her by her arms, so she couldn't escape. Then he let go, so she could undress. She made no move to comply with the order, so Liz approached Crystal with a spray can, and Byron held her again. Liz pulled at the waist of the shorts – it was down below the navel as was the fashion, and she sprayed downward, inside the pants. It was an air freshening spray, about 98 per cent alcohol, and Crystal screamed, ?It burns!? As fast as she could, she got the shorts down around her ankles, but the crotch panel of her panties was wet, too, and she had to get rid of those. She peeled off her Tee-shirt and used it to scrub her cunt trying to dry it off. Squink, the shortest of the girls, got behind Crystal and undid her fancy bra. One moment Crystal's fabulous breasts bulged upward, like softballs, and the next they were just breasts. Squink worked to get the shoulder straps off over Crystal's arms, ?Hey don't rip it,? Crystal yelled, ?it cost a fortune.? She let Squink remove her bra. Tif and boots slipped nooses over Crystal's wrists and pulled them tight. It seemed they were well prepared and rehearsed. ?What do you want? What are you doing?? said Crystal, still not understanding.
Boots explained, ?It's payback time, Crystal. You dated my boyfriend, Jack, and gave him a blow job, so ever since, he wants me to give him blow jobs. You owe me. Same story with Liz and Tif and Squink, you dated their boy friends and acted like a prick tease but didn't deliver. And then, of course, there is Byron. For what he spent on you, he should have got more than a kiss on the cheek.? The four girls forced Crystal down on the dirt floor, on her back, and tied the ropes from her wrists to convenient objects, so her arms were outspread. Then they put ropes on her ankles and stretched her legs up and outward, so her ankles were not far from her wrists, and her pelvis was tipped upward, asshole fully exposed and cunt upward. Crystal screamed , so they stuffed her panties in her mouth.
?Go ahead, Byron, fuck her,?said Liz. Byron got down on top of Crystal and rubbed his prick up and down her cleft while he played with her tits. When she was wet enough, he plunged into her. She struggled and squealed through her gag, while he went in and out and finally ejaculated into her. He got up, wiped off, and got dressed. Four other boys, the boyfriends of the girls, each took a turn, washing her out between fucks by inserting the neck of a beer bottle and shaking it until foam sprayed from her cunt. Jack, the last one, tried to penetrate her anus, but he had barely got the head of his dick in when he came prematurely and coated her ass with cum. ?OK, boys, it's our turn now,? said Liz.
Like Apache women torturing a prisoner, the girls showed no mercy. Boots came in with fresh ears of corn. She stripped the husk off one, leaving it like an handle, and put the pointy end of the ear of corn against Crystal's upturned asshole. Lubricated by Jack's semen, the end went in easily, but Boots had to force the ear in as it got wider. ?Relax, Crystal,? she said, ?it's not much bigger than a turd.? As each row of kernels passed the taut muscular ring, Crystal mewled through her gag. ?What's that you say?? She removed the panties so Crystal could scream and then shoved the ear in so far that anus closed around the stalk, leaving nothing but a foot or so of green leaves showing, hanging down.
Squink similarly husked an ear of corn and shoved it into Crystal's cunt. It wouldn't go all the way, so she had a good handle to fuck the captive, pushing the knobby ear in and out and twisting it sideways and moving it in circles, stretching Crystal's cunt more than any prick was likely to. Crystal protested that it hurt, but the girls relished her cries. Even when Squink rubbed the clit, Crystal showed no sign of enjoying her rape.
Tif had a three foot piece of welding rod, steel about an eighth of an inch in diameter and copper plated. It was fixed to a wooden handle and had a wire attached. Tif used it to whip Crystal's breasts, striking downward on the breasts which had flattened out on her chest due to gravity and slashing sideways to strike the nipples, as if to cut them off. Between screams, Crystal looked down at her reddened breasts and wondered if they would ever stop hurting.
Liz had been on her cell phone. ?Half an hour or so,? she announced. ?Let's get to the finale.?
They brought out the power supply for a neon sign, several thousand volts. Of the two output wires, one was stuck in the ear of corn in Crystal's cunt, while the other attached to the wire on the welding rod. They plugged it in. Lix held the end of the whip near the wire to the cunt and drew an arc, drawing it out about four inches, before it stopped. Then she brought the whip in a backhand blow across the backs of Crystal's spread legs. There was a shriek of pain as the muscles contracted violently, throwing the pelvis upward. After a few seconds, during which Crystal tried to get her breath back, Liz smacked downward across the belly. The belly muscles and those in the front of the thighs contracted, trying to flex the knees, which she could not do, tied as she was, and also curling her cunt upward. The flogging was repeated, front and back somewhat randomly, as the victim screeched in pain and flopped as much as the tight ropes would allow. The violent contractions of the muscles made them ache and cramp, so even without the electrical shock, Crystal was in pain. Then Liz laid the rod along the gaping cleft. The vaginal muscles contracted so violently that the corn in the twat shot out and Crystal seemed to faint. As she was reviving, the girls contrived to secure the corn with duct tape.
There was general consensus that shocking the cunt was the most fun, so they persisted in that, sometimes touching the rod to the corn in her anus, sometimes drawing a spark from the hood of her clitoris, occasionally striking the inside of her thigh or her mons or belly. Liz let each of the girls have a turn, warning them to stay below the waist, lest Crystal have a heart attack.
In half an hour or so, a black Cadillac pulled up. A gold toothed pimp got out and was shown the goods. Crystal was exhausted. When they pulled the ear of corn from her twat, the vagina gaped open like an open handbag, the muscles wasted, with no muscle tone. They got Crystal to her feet, leaving the ear of corn adorning her ass, but she couldn't stand, as her leg muscles were as wasted as her twat. The girls lifted her into the trunk of the car. She could not fight back. ?Good-bye, Crystal,? called Liz before the pimp closed the trunk. ?Your wish has come true. You will have a job in Chicago.?
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