Cassandra and Flynn - The Home Invasion: Part 2

Sarah woke to breakfast in bed. Roasted chicken, quinoa and black beans tossed in a lime-cilantro vinaigrette, and a bowl of fresh strawberries, blueberries, and pineapple. Coffee, orange juice, pineapple juice, gatorade. She was perfectly calm and able to laugh a little as they sat on either side and ate. When they were done, Cassandra said, "Sarah, if you're ready, come with me into the shower. I've got the perfect birthday present for you."

"You guys are so great!" she said and climbed out of bed after her. Flynn sat and finished the pineapple juice. It was faintly gray outside, almost daybreak. He watched their gorgeous butts sashay into the bathroom, then slowly got up. His strength had mostly returned and he threw on his underwear, then went into the kitchen and filled a mop bucket at the sink.

Cassandra flicked on the lights in the shower and Sarah gasped and backed up a couple steps. "It's alright. He's locked to the post. He can't hurt you," Cassandra said. "You're going to hurt him!"

Sarah grinned a little as she looked him over. "Really?"

"Yeah. A lot!" The man was naked, bent over backward on the hammock with his hands cuffed overhead behind him to one of the hooks by which the hammock was attached to its four posts. His legs were spread wide and his feet stuck through the ropes and cuffed at the ankles to the same hook behind him. The tip of his dick had been torn off and the stump streamed blood over his right thigh. He muffled something behind his duct-taped mouth and he looked terrified as they approached. His clothes were tossed in a corner. Cassandra burst into laughter and said, "You look fucking ridiculous in that clown get-up, Bozo!" She loomed over him and slapped his cheek. He groaned loudly and shuddered his eyes shut. Tears streamed from them as she greased her fingertips with his white facepaint. "Yep. Broke your jaw." She said to Sarah, "Flynn throws a mean right hand!" Then to the man, "Fuck is this shit? Warpaint? You trying to scare us? Well, who looks scared now?" She slapped him again and he groaned in falsetto, sobbing a little now. "How's that jaw feel? Huh?"

She yanked the duct tape off and he screamed a whimper, "Please! Just fucking kill me!"

She slapped him again and he howled and shook the hammock to swaying. "You dare to beg for mercy after you tried to rape this woman!?!?" she roared and it resounded around the bathroom. He panted into silence as he beheld the rage in her eyes. "Oh, we're gonna fucking kill you! And I think you've got a pretty good idea of how! But just because I like to tell you first!" She reached over and yanked up his balls. He gasped. "These are about to go bye-bye, Pennywise!"

The man screamed, "Jesus! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!! PLEASE SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP ME!!!" Flynn, dragging two dead bodies out of the kitchen, shook his head and rolled his eyes.

Cassandra shoved the man's mouth shut with her right hand and he squealed through his teeth. "Actually, just the use of them! Is what we're going to deprive you of! Sarah, here, isn't gonna cut them off! She's going to make you wish she would!" Cassandra arched an eyebrow at him and nodded with a smile. She turned and said, "I'm gonna climb on first and I want you to get in a kneeling position and sit on my face. I'll eat you out while you do this!"

Sarah squealed and kissed her. They sucked tongues and massaged each other's tits, then Cassandra released the man's mouth and he let out a bellowing howl, no words, just full chest-voiced terror as she padded over to the wall, turned the shower on, then came back and climbed onto the hammock, lying face-up between his legs, her feet dangling off the edge on either side of his head. Sarah climbed on after, settling her knees spread wide over Cassandra's face and gently sat down. The man never stopped screaming, writhing, yanking at his cuffs, and the hammock swayed back and forth. Sarah gasped into a squeal as Cassandra went to work, licking her deep and wide, tongue curling up to her G-spot and kneading it fast back and forth.

Despite the hot water, Sarah's nipples plumped right up as she shrieked with delight and grabbed the man's balls, separated them and settled each one onto the sides of her index fingers, then rested her thumbs on top of them. The man suddenly gasped into silence and pleaded with a wide grimace of fear. "Wanted to rape me, huh?" Sarah purred and started squeezing. He whimpered and shuddered and Sarah whimpered and shuddered for a different reason as she felt a tongue wrap around her clit and bathe it slowly up and down, sucking it hard. Squeaky slurps echoed around the bathroom and they were joined in raucous dissonance by Sarah's squeals and warbling screams as she trembled on Cassandra's face. The man's whimpering rose quickly and smoothly in pitch to a keening whine, just like a dog. He writhed and yanked at his cuffs, but they held him tight. All the while, Sarah's thumbs came slowly down and his balls squashed flatter and flatter, wider, sponging outward in all directions.

Sarah listened to Cassandra gulping and gurgling and this only made her cum harder, flooding Cassandra's mouth with fresh, scalding cream, and she sucked her clit tighter, faster. Sarah's orgasm had already been raging for a full minute and now it reached its pinnacle. She turned her face up into the water and screamed open a wide smile, panting yelping shrieks at the ceiling and the man screamed the same way in a higher pitch, vibrating all over as the agony bloomed and raged through him. His nipples plumped and shit blasted from him into the drain. His cock pissed blood and then his guffawing grimace turned to a round look of shock and he flexed hard over to his right and puked across the floor with heaving retches, loud growls and dribbling, and then his grimace returned and he clenched his eyes tight and rocked fast side to side, howling rapid pants like a little girl at the ceiling as her thumbs slowly rent his balls apart. She could feel the stubborn tunicas tearing open inside his sack and that was when she kicked her legs down through the hammock, her knees locked and she quaked violently, fell forward and Cassandra caught her with both hands on her tits and massaged them, holding her upright while euphoria and ecstasy inundated her from the inside out. Cassandra let her cum fill her mouth to the brim and spill over her cheeks. She couldn't chug it without releasing her clit and she chose to work her clit all the way to the end, slathering, sucking it hard, teething it and humming.

The man's panting howls changed to great, heaving sobs of wailing as the agony swept past his threshold and drove him into insanity. Sarah screamed just as high-pitched, a feathery soprano shriek with a shiver of thrilled glee as her orgasm raged on and she wriggled her thumbs up and down, back and forth in the mush of his balls, pulping them into formless paste. He sobbed louder, louder, now in a bellowing chest voice of submission as she released his balls and snatched them between her middle and ring fingers and rolled them into her fists. Her fingertips felt out the chunks of meat in the jelly and pulverized them, rolling his crushed manhood around, his pride and joy, until his chest-voiced bellowing screeched up to his highest pitch yet, a strident squawking broken up by four to five breaths per second.

Then they both stopped screaming. The man's voice dropped to a throaty gargle and his eyes rolled up white, his shaking stilled and his arms and legs fell limp. Sarah's eyes rolled up white and her grin slackened. Her voice lowered into a lusty, wavering moan and her shuddering breaths made her chuckle as she rocked backward and Cassandra wrapped her arms around her back and sat up with her. Sarah released the man's scrotum and blacked out before Cassandra could lay her on the hammock. Cassandra gulped one last mouthful of cum and smacked her lips up into the shower.

When she had caught her breath, she leaned over and kissed Sarah awake. Sarah looked her in the eyes and burst into laughing tears. Cassandra rolled over with her and they hugged each other tight around under the steaming spray. Cassandra purred in her ear, "Happy birthday. That was one. You're gonna get twenty more just like it right now!"

Sarah heaved with sobbing joy against her and managed to stutter, "...wwwanna...I wanna try Flynn!"

Cassandra pushed her away a little and said with surprise, "You sure?"

Sarah nodded and laughed great heaves, teeth bright up in the water. Cassandra kissed her. "You got it, honey!" And she called, "FLYNN!! COME IN HERE!! AND BRING SOME GATORADE!!"

Two minutes later, Flynn opened the shower door and stood naked in the fluorescent light, right upper arm and shoulder bloody with splinters, holding a 24-pack of gatorade by the plastic. Sarah turned, and her mouth fell slowly open wide as she beheld a sixteen-inch long, four-inch thick cock standing straight up, throbbing against an eight-pack of abs, and two balls the size of goose eggs hanging four inches between his massive thighs. She slowly looked up to the most perfect face she had ever seen as he strode into the steam and she found that she wasn't afraid of him at all.