Brandon glared at Seth and his friends. “This isn’t funny! Y’all will get the needle right along with her!”
Missy tossed each of them a bottle of superglue. “Before we get the needle, I want y’all to coat your dicks with that, then cover them with sand.”
They didn’t resist, knowing she would only hurt them more if they didn’t do what she said. They had suffered enough and just wanted to get it over with.
She pointed the flamethrower at them.
Jerry raised his hands. “Wait! There’s no need in that! We’re doing what you want!”
“Yeah, until I tell y’all what’s going to happen next.”
Brian started crying. “Please don’t do anything else to me!” I’m sorry for what I’ve done!” He grabbed his hourglass-shaped penis. “Look at it! This is bad! Real bad! There’s no way the doctors can fix this! You have destroyed my life! You had no right to do this to me!”
“And now you know how the girl that you raped feels.”
Jerry knew begging wouldn’t do any good, so he thought he’d try another approach. “I understand we needed to be punished, and I accept that. Now that you have made sure none of us can sexually assault anyone again, I beg you to let us go so we can become productive members of society. And I swear to God that we won’t tell anyone what happened here.”
Missy laughed. “That’s the biggest load of bullshit I’ve ever heard.”
He became angry. “You’re gonna pay for this shit!”
“And you’re fixin’ to vandalize some ass.”
“I’m not doing a fucking thing!”
She pointed the flamethrower at him. “Shove your cock inside Brandon’s ass before I burn out your fucking eyes!”
He was caught off guard. “Huh?”
Brandon was looking down. He jerked his head up and glared at Missy. “What did you just say?”
“Jerry is going to fuck you in the ass.”
“Wait! No way! You’re joking, right?”
“Nope. I told you I was going to have fun with you for being a smart-ass. Now get on your knees.”
“I….”
She engulfed him in flames for a few seconds. “I said get on your fucking knees!”
His body was trembling as he got on all fours. “Please don’t do this! I beg you! I will do whatever you want!”
“What I want is, for Jerry to pump your ass with his long, hard, banana-shaped cock.”
He noticed how big Jerry’s penis was. It made him sick to think about having another man’s penis inside him. “I’m not gay!”
“I know. You’re a fucking child molester.”
“Please don’t do this! Is there anything else that I can do?”
“Yeah, rip off your dick.”
His eyes got big. “What? No… I can’t do that.”
“That’s what I thought.” She pointed the flamethrower at Jerry. “Get to it, or do you need some motivation too?”
“Please have mercy! I beg you not to do this! I’ll do whatever….”
She lit him up.
He shouted as he rolled around on the ground. “Okay, okay! I’ll do it!”
She released the trigger. “Get after it!”
Jerry was crying as he got on his knees behind Brandon. Then he just sat there, not being able to bring himself to do it. “I… I don’t think I can….”
Missy engulfed him in flames again.
He screamed as he took off running. When his cable jerked him to the ground, he shouted as he rolled around, “I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Please stop burning me!”
She started pressing the trigger intermittently, spraying bursts of burning fuel close to him so he could feel the heat. “I’m not stopping until you do it.”
He ran over to Brandon and fell to his knees. He tried to put his penis inside him, but there was too much friction. “It won’t go in! The sand has made my dick rough like sandpaper!”
She looked back at Barry. “I need some lube.”
He was sitting on the ground next to Seth. “Why you asking me?”
“Because all you do is jackoff.”
He turned red. “Who told you that?”
Seth nudged him in the arm. “Just give her the shit.”
He pulled out a bottle from his pocket and tossed it to her.
Kenneth started laughing.
He glared at him. “Don’t you fucking say a word!”
She tossed the bottle to Jerry. “No more excuses. Time for fuckey fuckey, or I will burney burney.”
He didn’t say anything as he squirted lube on his penis. Brandon had all kinds of thoughts running through his head as he waited to be penetrated. He knew pleading wouldn’t do any good. If he resisted, she would only cause him more pain. He wanted to live, so his only option was to let Jerry do it. Only thing he could think about now was getting revenge. They were going to pay for this, even if he had to dedicate his life to hunting them down. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen and his anus felt like it ripped when Jerry shoved his penis inside him.
Jerry exhibited a look of disgust as he sat on his knees motionless.
Missy shot him in the buttocks with a burst of burning fuel. “Get to poundin’.”
Brandon gritted his teeth as Jerry started stroking him. At first, he just felt an overwhelming amount of pressure in his lower abdomen and a dull pain like his ass was ripping. A minute later, sharp pains started shooting though his rear-end as the sand rubbed against his anus and walls of his colon like sandpaper. He started to crawl forward as he yelled, “I can’t do this!”
Missy yelled at Jerry. “Don’t let that fucker get away!”
Jerry grabbed his hips, sinking his fingers into his flesh. “Okay! But how long do I have to do this?”
“Until his rectum falls out or your dick falls off.”
They both looked at her with a grimace of terror.
“That’s right. And if either of you stop, I swear I will burn you to death.”
All the muscles in Brandon’s body were flexing as he took the pain. “Please don’t do this! He’s tearing my insides apart!”
Jerry was also in a lot of pain. Not only was the outer skin on his penis stretched to the point it was tearing, but something felt horribly wrong. The polyurethane resin had created a hardened shaft inside his penis, kind of like the wiener inside a corndog, and his flesh in place of the batter. It felt like his penis was tearing loose from the resin due to the friction the sand was causing. He wanted to stop, but he couldn’t take the pain of being burned anymore. He had surrender in his eyes as he looked at Missy. “Please let me stop! Something is wrong with my penis. I think it’s coming apart!”
“Stop whining. And don’t be selfish. Give your buddy a reach around.”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
Jerry looked as if he was going to throw up as he stroked Brandon’s penis with his hand. “Come on! Please don’t make me do this!”
Kenneth stood up. “That’s my cue to leave.”
Wyatt looked at him. “Where’re you goin’?”
“For a walk.” He took off.
Wyatt looked at Seth. “What’s the deal with all the gay shit on this trip?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “This is her thing. I don’t have anything to do with it.”
“Maybe, but you made Andrew fuck Gus in the ass.”
“That was Barry’s doin’.”
Barry shook his head. “Bullshit! You made him do it.”
“You and I both know what happened, so you can blame me all you want.”
He noticed Missy was glaring at him. “Uh, you’re right.” He looked at Wyatt. “It was my fault.”
“I knew you were a fucking homo.”
“I’m not fucking gay!”
“I bet you got a hard-on too.”
Barry turned his head and glared at Seth.
“I didn’t say shit.”
Wyatt laughed. “Holy fuck! You got a boner?”
Barry could feel heat coming off his face from embarrassment. “No I didn’t!”
“Now I know why Seth tattooed knob goblin on your arm.”
“I’ll beat your ass!”
“A one-eyed knob goblin.”
Barry was so mad his face was red. “You’re fucking dead!”
Seth intervened before they got into it. “Hey! Andrew and Gus got what they deserved, so ease up on him.”
Barry had a cocky expression as he looked at Wyatt. “Did you hear that? Maybe you ain’t the golden boy after all.”
Wyatt shrugged his shoulders. “Whatever, dude. And don’t cop an attitude. You’re the one wearing an explosive collar like some jackass.”
Barry looked at Seth. “Will you please take it off?”
“No.”
Wyatt laughed. “Ha! And you’re still gay.”
Brandon was in agony and doing everything in his power to hold still as Jerry fucked him. Not only was his burned flesh causing pain, but his rectum had prolapsed to the point that it was moving in and out of his rear-end with Jerry’s penis. It looked like the boot on a shock absorber, completely covering Jerry’s penis even when he was pulled back.
Jerry was also in a lot of pain. His penis was throbbing, and as he pushed himself in and out of Brandon, he could feel the hardened resin moving around under his flesh, tearing him from the inside.
Brian was being quiet as he sat on the ground facing the other way. He was hoping he had been forgotten about, but to his horror, Missy yelled at him, “Hey, why don’t you come join the fun!”
He didn’t move or make a sound.
She engulfed his back with fire. “Get your ass over there!”
He ran over to them, then stood there and stared in disbelief at the barbaric act. “Oh my God!”
“Don’t just stand there. Join in.”
“I… I don’t think….”
She lit him up again.
“Okay, okay!” He knelt beside them, then just sat dumbfounded.
“Jump in there!”
It was a very awkward situation as he watched Jerry pounding Brandon’s prolapsed ass with his banana-shaped dick. “I don’t know what you want me to do.”
Seth whistled at him to get his attention. “Hey!”
Brian’s eyes opened wide—it was the first-time Seth had spoken to him. “Yes, sir.”
“I take it you’ve never been in a three-way with dudes?”
He felt a little relieved, thinking Seth was going to help him. “No, sir. And I don’t want to either. Is there something you can do to stop this?”
Seth laughed. “Yeah, I can rip out your intestines and strangle you with them.”
He looked as if he wanted to cry. “What? Why would you say that? I haven’t done anything to you!”
Missy pointed the flamethrower at him. “Stop whining and get to fuckin’.”
He looked at Brandon and Jerry. They were making painful grunting noises as they humped. “I don’t know what you want me to do.”
“You can give it or take it, I don’t care. Just pick one and get after it.”
He looked confused.
“Either fuck Jerry in the ass, or crawl under Brandon so he can pound you.”
“But….”
She engulfed him in flames. He screamed as he got on his knees behind Jerry. “Okay, okay! I’m doing it!” He tried to stick his dick in, but Jerry quickly turned around and punched him in the face as he yelled, “Don’t fucking touch me!”
Brian started to hit back, but paused when he noticed Jerry’s penis. “Oh my God! What’s wrong with your dick?”
Jerry looked down, noticing a section of Brandon’s rectum had torn loose and was hanging from it. When he pulled it off, the outer skin of his penis came with it, exposing the inner layer. He became nauseated as he looked at his bloody shaft. It looked like a skinned animal. As he felt of it, some of his skin started falling off the hardened resin. He started panicking. “Oh my God! Please call an ambulance!”
Missy laughed. “I’ll call you a hearse.”
“This shit ain’t funny! I need some help!” Suddenly, his resin shaft fell to the ground, leaving the skin of his penis in shreds. It looked like bloody banana peels hanging from his crotch. He glared at Missy. “You’re going to Hell for this!”
“I got your Hell.” She covered him in flames, causing him to run until his cable jerked his legs out from under him. She kept burning him as he rolled around on the ground screaming at the top of his lungs. A few minutes later, she released the trigger. Jerry was laying on his side twitching as a smoke cloud lingered above him. His eyeballs had ruptured and steam was coming out of both sockets.
Doggy-Style
Missy pointed the flamethrower at Brian. “Get on your fucking knees so Brandon can pound your ass.”
He was terrified after witnessing what happened to Jerry, but he also didn’t want to be sodomized. “I’ll do whatever you want, but I choose to do the fucking.”
“First off, Jerry is dead, and Brandon’s ass is hanging out of him, so you’re the only one left with a working asshole.”
“But…”
“Butt is right. Now bend over before I cook your ass too.”
“Okay, I’m doing it!” He got on all fours.
She motioned to Brandon. “Your turn.”
Brandon was in a agony from having his insides torn, and the inflammation had caused his abdomen to swell to the size of a volleyball. His rear-end and the back of his legs were covered in blood and feces, and part of his colon was hanging out about two feet. The outer skin on his penis had torn in several places and a pinkish fluid was dripping out of it.
Seth took a picture of him as he slowly walked over to Brian.
Wyatt grinned. “Is that for your porn collection?”
“Of course. You know I’m into pregnant monkeys.” The intestine hanging from Brandon’s rear-end looked like a tail and his swollen belly mimicked the look of impregnation.
Barry started laughing. “Holy shit! Dude does look like a fucking monkey.” He yelled at Brandon. “Hey, monkey boy! I bet you liked that banana Jerry gave you.”
Brandon ignored him. He was at his limit physically and mentally as he got behind Brian. He just wanted to get it over with. Soreness had set in his penis, causing it to be extremely painful as he tried to work it into Brian’s ass. The head and base of his penis were normal size, but the center of his shaft was about four inches in diameter. Between the sand and the football shape his penis had undertaken, it wasn’t going in. He looked at Missy with a sad expression. “Please don’t burn me. I’m going to do it. I just need some lube.”
“Jerry had it last.”
“That one is empty.”
“Then I guess you’re shit out of luck.”
Seth threw him a bottle of motor oil. “Use that, captain.”
He poured the oil on his penis, then started pushing it into Brian’s ass. The head went in easily, but the large center portion of his shaft wouldn’t penetrate. Brian was closing his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth. “You’re fucking killing me!”
“I don’t have a fucking choice!”
“Stop! I can’t take it anymore!”
Suddenly, his penis slid in.
Brian screamed as he clawed at the ground. “I think you ripped me, you motherfucker! Get your fucking dick out of me!”
Missy yelled at Brandon. “Get to fuckin’ his ass!”
When he tried to pull back, it wouldn’t budge. He looked at Missy. “It’s stuck.”
“You better get it unstuck.”
He tried to pull back again. “Oh my God! It’s not coming out! What am I going to do?”
“I guess you’re fucked.”
He hit Brian in the back. “Let go of my fucking dick!”
He looked over his shoulder. “You stupid fuck! It’s not me!”
“You’re tensed up. Try to relax.”
“Dude! How in the fuck can I relax considering
the circumstances?”
Out of desperation, he started punching him in the head. “Loosen up, asshole!”
Brian started crawling forward, dragging Brandon behind him. Brandon was trying to keep up as he scooted on his knees across the sand. “Stop moving! You’re going to tear off my dick!”
He stopped and looked back at him. “Then don’t hit me anymore!”
“Okay, okay! Just try to relax so I can get my dick out.”
Seth laughed. “You two fuckers remind me of dogs that got stuck while mating.”
Brian glared at him. “Y’all are some sorry motherfuckers! Each of you will pay for this!”
“I didn’t know you were charging a fee.”
“Fuck you, smart-ass!”
Missy picked up a stick.
Brandon looked worried. “Hold up! What are you going to do with that?”
“My grandmother would beat the strays in the head when they were in a breeding tie with her female dog. She would always yell, get out of her, you little bastard, as she whacked them. She thought the male dogs were just being aggressive and didn’t know it was a normal part of their breeding process.” She raised the stick.
“Wait! Don’t hit me! He’s the one causing me to be stuck! Hit him!”
“Actually, it’s because your dick is shaped like an oversized butt plug.”
“Then what good is it going to do hit….”
She wacked him in the head. “Get out of her, you little bastard!”
“Hold up!”
She struck him again. “I said get out of her, you little bastard!”
“Stop fucking hitting….”
She hit him again. “I said get the fuck out of her, you little bastard!”
Brian was getting agitated about how Missy was making fun of their situation. He glared at her. “This shit isn’t funny!”
She struck him.
“Why did you hit me?”
“Because you opened your mouth.” She started beating them both with the stick.
Kenneth walked up, noticing what Missy was doing. By now, Brian was crawling across the ground to get away from her, and Brandon was screaming as he was dragged by his penis. “What the fuck is that shit?” He looked closer, noticing they were stuck together and Brandon had a piece of intestine hanging out of his ass. “Fuck this!” He turned around and started walking off.
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