"Shit! What the fuck is this!" Al rammed his foot into Gloria's right breast. "You were suppose to let Fucktoy suck them dry." Once again Al planted his foot into her tender right breast. "Were you trying to steal Fucktoy's nourishment for your greedy self?" Snarled Al.

Choking back sobs Gloria answered. "Yes, Al, My Lord and Master, I was trying to steal Fucktoy's food and hoard it for myself." Gloria howled at the top of her lungs, as Al hooked his index fingers through the rings piercing her breasts and jerked her up.

Shaking Gloria back and forth like a rag doll by her breasts Al roared. "Well we know what we do to food thieves don't we WHORE?"

Gloria was barely able to remain standing on her shaking legs as Al held her breasts spread wide apart by the rings, replied. "Yes, Al, My Lord and Master, I'm am not to be fed during the next feeding, when the other toys are fed.

"Very good Quack, however the fact that you were stealing food when you were serving it you are going to have an additional punishment. You will have these udders. (Al shook Gloria's breasts.) .constantly filled for a week with the nipples tightly clamp shut so you won't steal any of the milk. You will also supply milk to drink at every meal for my brothers and me for that week. Before and after each person takes a drink from these udders. (Al vigorously shook Gloria's breasts again.) .they will warm up the milk in them by whipping each breast with a strop five times." Al growled.

Gloria gasped and howled from the immense pain that was surging through her abused breasts. Breasts that Al lifted her from the deck then shook her around with. Gloria's mind flash with how much more pain her breasts would be in. As they were stretched taunt from being bloated with goat milk. Then whipped a minimum thirty times per meal for three meals per day for a week.

"Well!" Growled Al.

Gloria fought to get her howling under control as she responded in a inflection that made her sound that a solid week of breast torture was the best thing in the world that could bestowed upon her. "Thank you, Al, My Lord and Master for allowing me to serve you and your brothers with warm and tasty milk with your meals. Thank you very much Al, My Lord and Master."

"That's better Quack. (Releasing his hold on her breasts.) .turn around." Al snapped.,

Gloria gasped and staggered backwards a few steps and nearly collapsed to the deck as Al released her breasts. Gloria straiten up and turned her back towards Al. "Yes, Al, My Lord and Master. Arrgggeee!"

Al swung his booted foot between Gloria's wide spread legs. He slammed his boot straight into her cunt, as he hissed. "Quack! Where do you think your running away to? Get that ass back over here!"

Gloria bit her lower lip to prevent herself from screaming out as Al again kicked her in her crotch. Waddling backwards Gloria return to the spot where Al had held her by the breasts. "Al, My Lord and Master I'm sorry for trying to run away." Gloria groaned.

While Al removed the rough hemp rope that tightly coiled up Gloria's arms, he hissed. "For trying to run away you are going to receive ten across the slit, at the next toy meeting by each attending toys." When the rope fell from Gloria's arms Al barked. "Face me, Quack!"

"Yes, Al, My Lord and Master." Gloria turned and faced Al, her throbbing purple hands hanging limply at her sides. "Al must want me to use my hands for some thing or Al would never have unbound my arms. Whatever the reason I'm grateful for the brief freedom of my arms.

"Well, Quack! Do you think that's sufficient punishment for trying to run away?" Al asked with a grin on his face. Before Gloria could even begin to respond, Al continued to talk for her. "You don't! You think a crewmate that tries to abandon her fellow crewmates deserves more. Well how much more Quack?"

Gloria waited for Al to continue his rambling suddenly; Al backhand lashed out and struck her across the face several times causing her head to whip bank and forth.

"Well!" Al roared at Gloria.

Gloria cringed as she responded. "Double Al, My Lord and Master, I think I should get twenty very hard slaps across my twat with a prickly strop for trying to abandoning my fellow crewmates."

Slapping her face even harder with the back of his hand Al roared. "And!"

Gloria dreaded what she was about to say. "In addition to having twenty hard strokes across my twat, I am to receive twenty strokes across the sole of each foot with a thin bamboo cane."

"Well Quack, I think that we can handle those penalties for you. Even though they are very minor. I must, becoming an old softy allowing you to get off so easily. Especially, to a whore that has no regards for her crewmates, by trying to abandon them. Which would have made them work even harder to cover your job assignments. What do you have to say, Quack?"

"Al, My Lord and Master, I thank you in advance, for being so merciful to me. At the first opportunity I will apologize to each and every one of my fellow crewmates." Though her verbal response was clear and apologetic, Gloria wept inwardly. The small unavoidable three backward steps she took when Al released his grip on her breasts that he was viciously stretching had turned into an escape attempt. For which she would be severely punished for and will have to apologize to her fellow captives.

Apologize in the same manner that the young seventy-five pounds, Elizabeth apologize earlier that day. Now she had been instructed to apologize. To apologize she would have to climbed up on her fellow captives upturned breast. The forty-five pounds of increase weight over the fourteen-year-old on their breasts would be pure hell for her fellow captives. She then would momentary suck and lick their clits. The sucking and licking would be so brief that it wouldn't give any pleasure at all to the inverted, tautly stretched, hanging girls. Then clamping their clits between her teeth and slide down off the breasts to the deck raking the clits through her teeth. No, there wouldn't be any pleasure at all, only agonizing pain. Yes she and her fellow captives would go through pure hell for those three small unavoidable backward steps.

"Fucktoy! Shove that brush up your twat!"

Edna shuddered with pain, as she pushed the deck scrub brush that she had been cleaning the washtub with, into her pussy. The disinfectant that was soaking the brush burned and ripped the sensitive inner lining of her vagina.

Quack! Get that lazy ass of yours over to Fucktoy, and scrub her down from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. And I do mean SCRUB!" Al roared.

Gloria knelt next to the tub that held Edna. As she reached for the brush that was jammed in Edna's pussy, Al roared at her. "Quack! That food that you were hoarding let Fucktoy suckle it down. I don't want to here a peep out of either one of you." Al looked over at his brothers and Bonnie. Bonnie was still sucking on Frank's cock, which had become ridged once again, while Robert was slamming his cock up Bonnie's shitter with quick hard thrusts. Al walked behind Gloria and jammed his middle finger up her ass as he barked. "Quack! Continue letting Fucktoy suckle, as you scrub her and get to your feet." Al then jerked his hand up lifting Gloria to her feet by her asshole. Once Gloria was on her feet Al rammed his massive cock into Gloria's snatch.

As Al pounded his prick in and out of her twat, Gloria scrubbed the coats of piss, shit and jism off Edna with the stiff bristle scrub brush, while teen sucked on her right nipple with all the gusto she could manage.

All three of the Andersons fuck rods were being service. The first cock to dump its load of cum was the one in Bonnie's toothless mouth. Which had been diligently sucking on Frank's rod managed to coaxed jism from Frank's balls for the third time since she had started to suck on it. While Bonnie gulped down the jism that filled her mouth, Frank looked over at the hanging forms of James and Susan.

He saw and heard the first signs of consciousness returning to Susan. Susan let out a low pitiful moan and her head begin to roll around under it's own power. As Bonnie vacuumed the last drops of jism from Frank's spent rod, He grinned and called to his brothers. "Yo; guys the bitch is coming back online hurry up." Frank pulled his fuck rod from the still sucking mouth of Bonnie and walked towards the Scorpion. Frank paused momentary to kick James's unconscious form several times in the head. Then continue his leisurely stroll towards the Scorpion.

The second fuck rod that spewed its load of jism was Robert's. After firing his jism deep in Bonnie's shitter he slapped both of Bonnie's ass cheeks with his palms repeatedly as he withdrew his rod. "Gumby lets go help Frank." Robert chuckled as he grabbed the line that was stretching Bonnie's clit taunt. As Robert headed for the Scorpion he towed Bonnie behind him. Bonnie's pink ass globes jiggled as she waddled backwards as fast as she could. Her breasts were jerked around violently by the attached weights that were swinging as Robert led her to the Scorpion.

Finally Al's massive fuck rod fired its load in Gloria's cunt. Al pulled his still ridged thirteen-inch fuck rod from Gloria's twat, as he barked. "Both of you stand and face me!"

With her entire body burning from the scrubbing Gloria had just given her, Edna struggled to her feet facing Al, with disinfectant dripping from her lobster red body.

Before Gloria could straighten and turned to face Al. He grabbed the rings in Gloria's breasts, jerking them up until she was standing on her toes. "Quack did you let Fucktoy suck your udders dry or are you still hoarding?"

Nervously Gloria responded. "Yes, Al, My Lord and Master, I let Fucktoy suck all of the goats milk from my udders. No I am not hoarding any more of Fucktoy's food, Fucktoy got it all."

"We shall see! Yes Quack; we shall see! Fucktoy put the brush and bottle of disinfectant where they belong while I check Quack's udders out." Growled Al.

"Yes, Al, My Lord and Master." Squeaked Edna as she bent over and picked up the stiff scrubbing brush and the bottle of disinfectant that was on the deck next to the washtub. The teenager shoved the brush up her pussy and the thrust bottle up her shitter.

Al released Gloria's breasts. Though she gasped as her breasts sprung back in place she remain up on her toes and didn't budge an inch. Thinking that Al was going to start sucking on her nipples. But Gloria was aghast when instead of having her nipples sucked, Al begin wrapping her breasts with the rough hemp line that had previously been binding her arms together. Al wrapped her breasts in a figure eight configuration until they projected from her chest like a couple of balloons. Al stepped back grinning. "Ah ha! Caught you, you fucking lying WHORE! Look at that! You are still hoarding food."

Gloria was reduce to quivering jelly and groaned with pure misery as a few drops of milk dripped from her tightly bound breasts. "I'm sorry, Al, My Lord and Master. I am a totally greedy whore."

"Your greediest has earned you two more feeding periods without nourishment. Because you like to hid food in those udders you will stand with your hands clasped behind your head legs spread wide and holding a whip up your twat at the entrance of the Toybox. You will asked each toy to yank the whip from your twat, slash each breast hard ten times with the whip, and then jam the whip back into your twat for the next toy to use. You will do this until the next feeding that you're allowed to participate in.

Now both of you get your sorry asses over to Trull. Fucktoy! Once over there you will get to your knees and clean out Quack's box with your tongue and mouth."

Clamping her cuntal muscles together to keep the scrub brush and her anal muscles to keep the bottle of disinfectant in her lower body cavities Edna race over to her mother. Behind her a trail of disinfectant drip to the deck from her body. Turning her back to her mother she dropped to her knees and waited for Gloria. Edna watched Gloria waddle towards her. Gloria's bound breasts jiggled around and her stretched clit glistened as Al's cum leached from her snatch and coated her clit.

Edna had never had a lesbian sexual encounter before. Just as with her heterosexual experience, Edna was a virgin to the homosexual realm. But as Gloria waddle up to Edna, she open her mouth wide and planted over Gloria's pussy and started sucking hard. What Edna lacked in technique she made up for in determination. Gloria thought she was being sucked inside out. As Edna continue to suck Gloria felt her own juices starting to flow. Gloria let out a low moan of pure pleasure her first in a very long painful time.



It had been ages since she had received any pleasure in associated with a sexual act. It was before the medical seminar that she had come out to Hawaii for. It was Eric Clark a banker that she had been going with for about a year. Though he was fairly decent in the lovemaking department he was a total bore socially. Before leaving San Francisco she had broken up with him. She told him that she needed more excitement in her life that even lovemaking was becoming a bore with him. The next day she left for Hawaii, determine to find a new mate that had more zip in life. That's why when Robert came into her life on the last day of the seminar talking about adventures in exotic locations and romantic interludes she jump for it.

Though she was in a pleasant pasture, Gloria had decided to jump for a greener one. However she landed in purgatory. If only she had been content with her life she would be in San Francisco right now with Eric instead of having her body constantly tortured by three sadistic men. But in the here and now Edna was giving her some enjoyment even tough her breasts and clit were throbbing from their bondage and her pussy still hurt from Al massive prick stretching it all out of shape and the brutal kicks he had delivered to the sensitive womanly flesh. Gloria moaned even deeper as Edna switched from sucking to licking.



"QUACK!"

Gloria nearly climbed out of her skin as Al bellowed.

"Quack just what the fuck are you doing? Are you trying to get off? Well we'll see about that!" Al shoved Edna out of his way then started to slam his knee into Gloria's cunt until she collapse to the deck howling. Al grabbed the line that was stretching her clit and pulled up on it lifting Gloria's ass up off the deck. With Gloria screeching at the top of her lungs, Al kicked Gloria in her pussy over and over. Gloria was barely conscious when Al stopped kicking her pussy. Gloria bounced on her ass as Al released his grip on the line attached to her clit ring. "If I ever catch you even thinking about enjoying yourself with your nasty twat again, I will pour drain cleaner into it and staple it closed you worthless fucking whore! What were you told about being a slutty fucking whore? And messing up the place with that disgusting slime of yours?" Seethed Al.

With agonizing pain racing through her clitoris and pussy Gloria wailed. "Al, My Lord and Master as worthless fucking whore, I should never get enjoyment out of any form of sexual act. As worthless whore, my body is nothing but a receptacle for my loving Lords and Masters. I only provide my body and holes for My Lords and Masters pleasures alone and no other. Yes, Al My Lord and Master. If I'm caught again enjoying myself with anyone but My Lords and Masters, I should have drain cleaner pour into my nasty twat and have it stapled closed."

Al continued to seethe as he spoke. "Very good Quack, remember that. Now you fucking worthless whore, (Al hooked his forefingers in Gloria's breasts rings.) get to your feet. Al yanked up on the breast rings forcing Gloria to scramble to her feet. Once Gloria was on her feet, Al released her breasts and barked. "Stay put whore!"

Gloria's breasts, cunt and clit were wrack with nerve shattering pain that was ebbing away what little energy that she had left. But Gloria managed to call up hidden reserves to keep her standing, though it was on very wobbly legs.

"Fucktoy!"

Edna cringed as Al barked at her. "Yes, Al, My Lord and Master." She managed to croak out barely above a whisper.

"Fucktoy, you need to learn when your told to clean something you clean it, you don't play with it. The only ones, and I mean the ONLY ONES; you give any sexual gratification to are your Lords and Masters! Now assume your position. And you best not drop the brush or bottle in the process."

Edna clamped down with her cuntal and rectal muscles. With out the aid of her hands. (Because Al didn't give her permission to use them.) . scrambled to her feet in the bent over position with her legs spread wide and head tilted way back with her mouth gaping wide open.

"Fucktoy, you are going to receive five swats across each of these cherry red globes." Al rubbed his hands across Edna's just scrubbed ass cheeks. "You are to remain in position, without making a sound and don't drop the brush or bottle. If you do your twat will receive a sampling of what Quack's twat received." Simultaneously Al laid five quick hard blows across Edna's ass cheeks with both of his palms. The reverberating sounds of the twin ass smacks sounded like five loud firecrackers going off. "Straighten up, Fucktoy."

Though Edna knees buckled with each of Al's powerful blows across her red rump Edna manage to remain in her bent over position. The last dual blows nearly pop the bottle from her shitter, Edna manage to tighten her rectal muscles a bit more around the bottle's neck, preventing it from popping completely out.

Edna stood up straight on wide spread legs. As bad as both of her red buns were burning from the blows delivered to them by Al, Edna knew that the burning was minor. The pain in her heinie was next to nothing, compare to Gloria's pain that Edna just observed Al put Gloria's breasts, pussy and clitoris through and the promise future tortures. Edna felt guilty.

After all it was she that didn't suck all of the goat's milk from Gloria's breasts even after two attempts, and it was her sucking and licking that coaxed Gloria's pussy to release some pussy cream and gave her some pleasure.

Her inability to perform two simple jobs properly had caused Gloria so much pain that it made her spanking seam like love taps in comparison. Edna felt more pain from her shameful and incompetence acts towards Gloria then the pain she felt from her rump.

Al leaned over and started licking Edna's spanked rump. "Mmmm! Very tasty! Fucktoy, you have a set of very sweet ham hocks." After several minutes of licking Edna's derriere Al straighten up and yanked the bottle of disinfectant from Edna's shitter and threw the bottle at Gloria. As the bottle hit Gloria Al growled. "Quack! Get Trull back on line pronto."

Gloria, who had been standing in a stupor, cringed as the bottle of disinfectant struck her left breast. She waddled as fast as she could to the footlocker she removed a small green duffel bag bearing, a red cross. She then waddled over to Susan and set the bag on the deck next to Susan's head. Knelling just above Susan's head Gloria open the bag. Withdrawing several ampoules of smelling salt, and began to bring Susan back to the conscious world.

While Gloria perform her medical duties, Al led Edna over to her unconscious father by the chain dangling from the alligator clips attached to her nipples. Edna stood watching Al as he untied the leather thongs that held her father partly suspended off the deck by his balls from the yacht's hoist hook. After dragging her father clear of the hoist by the leather thongs that were still tied to his testicles he return to the footlocker. Al withdrew something from the footlocker before sitting upon it.

"Fucktoy!" Al Cooed sweetly as he hooked his thumb towards James's crotch.

Edna groaned deeply as she scrambled over to her father and straddled him over his rock hard hyper extended phallus facing his feet. And crouch down over her father's phallus. Grabbing the iron hard throbbing male member in her dainty hands she glided it to the star shaped entrance of her rectum. Pausing nervously she glance over her shoulder and look woefully into her father's grimacing unconscious face. Wishing that somehow her father would regain consciousness, jump up, defeat Al and his brothers and save her, her mother and the other poor wretches that were enslaved by the Andersons.

Alas it was not to be. There would be no heroic rescue by her father, as Al cooed sweetly but with a menacing tone. "FUCKTOY!"

Understanding the consequences that laid under that tone Edna squatted down even further allowing her father's bulbous head of his hyper extended phallus to slip pass her tight star shape ass sphincter and invade her anal canal. As she continue to squat, Edna's ass gobbled inch after inch of her father's dick, until she had all eight inches in her steamy bowels and was sitting atop of her father's groin.

"Oh Fucktoy did we forget something in your rush to have that FAGGOT ream your tight little ass?" Al asked giddily once Edna was fully seated atop of her father's groin.

Edna looked over at Al in his hand were two tubes of muscle rub, meekly she croaked, "Yes, Al, My Lord and Master, I forgot the cream for my fagot daddy's cock and my steamy poop-chute."

"WELL!"

Edna let out a nearly mute howl of anguish as she rose up off of her father's prick. She quickly scurried over to Al.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Edna was driven to her knees by the powerful blows that Al delivered to her breasts with a leather strop.

"If you ever let that FAGGOT ream that pooper of yours without first lubricating that sissy prick of his and our pooper I'll whip them titties of yours till every inch of skin is strip from them." Growled Al.

Edna quickly scrambled off the deck and took the two tubes of muscle rub from Al, She then franticly applied one tube of muscle rub to her father's prick and the other tube up her own ass. After impaling her ass back on her father's prick Al began to wrap and tightly ratchet the cargo straps in and around her and her father's hips and pelvic areas together. Once the two pelvises were tightly bound, as if they were one, Al snapped. "Fucktoy! On your back!"

Edna flopped backwards atop her father's chest. Once she was lying down, Al used more cargo straps to tightly weld father and daughter torsos together as he had done to the pelvises. Al was careful to make sure that Edna's breasts stuck out between the webbing of the cargo straps so that they would be available for the Andersons to amuse themselves with. After all of the cargo straps were ratcheted tight, Al rolled the pair over onto Edna's stomach then aided her to her hands and knees. Once on her hands and knees Al checked all of the cargo straps and tighten any that were loose. Then Al aided Edna to her feet after satisfying he was satisfied with tightness of the cargo straps Al led Edna by her breasts towards the stern.

Edna groaned with pure misery with each step she took. Her all ready acing leg muscles were twitching and bunching up. She wanted to collapse to the deck as she did before. She was willing to have her body slashed with a belt or riding crop or anything else Al choice to strike her with. But with the alligator clips digging deeply into the flesh of her nipples, Edna knew that dropping to the deck would cause the clips to tear her nipples to shreds like her mothers. So Edna plodded towards the stern, one agonizing step after another. When master and sex slave reached the stern Al force Edna to turn towards the bow of the yacht.

Edna looked down the long length of the yacht towards the bow. She didn't know where she would find the energy to make another circuit of the yacht. Despondently Edna lifted her left foot off of the deck in perpetration of taking a step, before Al started pulling on her breasts via the alligator clips.

Instead of pulling on her breasts Al shoved Edna backwards. Edna was caught in mid stride; she wobbled on one leg before her burden dragged her backwards. Father and daughter landed with a thud upon the stern bench. While Edna was thrown into a panic, she gasped, yelped her arms and legs thrashing about like a turtle on its back.

"Stay put Fucktoy!" Al warned Edna.

Even if she could Edna had no plans on getting up and going anywhere. She was extremely grateful for the chance to just sit. Al sat next to her, popping the brush out of her snatch. He swung the stiff brush across Edna's bald twat as if he was polishing shoes.

"Quack! What's Trull's status? Is she back on line yet?" Roared Al.

In a neutral monotone voice Gloria answered Al's inquires. "No, Al My Lord and Master, the trull is almost back on line. Just a few minutes more and she will be. I've stopped the bleeding from her ripped nipples, cleaned and put ointment on her open wounds. Both her hands and breasts are very close to being permanently damage from the poor circulation from being bound too long. When she regains conscious she is going to be in terrible pain. She is close to shock. May I take her down and cover her up to aid in treating the shock?"

"Quack didn't you tell me that the feet should be elevated to treat shock? Or were you lying to me!"

Nervously Gloria responded. "No, Al, My Lord and Master. I wasn't lying the feet should be raised. But the Trull's are raised too high. They should only be raised a few inches."

"Quack! Your giving me a headache with all of this gobbledygook you're spewing. Will lowering Trull get her back on line faster?"

"Yes, Al, My Lord and Master, it will."

"Do it then. And if you get Trull back on line before Frank and Bobby returns I'll think about releasing Trull's arms and breasts."

"Thank you, Al My Lord and Master. Trull will be back on line very soon." Gloria stood up and waddled over to the hoist controls and lowered Susan to the deck. Looking around for something to prop Susan's feet on. Gloria waddle over to where the fire hose lay on the deck and used it to prop Susan's spread feet on. As Gloria treated Susan for shock she tried he best to ease the pressure on Susan's bound arms.

Al continue to polish Edna's bald pubic mound and lips with his left hand and tracing the checker board welts on the top of her breasts with his index finger of the other hand while he cooed softly in her ear. "Fucktoy, now that you have that FAGGOT daddy of yours bunging your poop chute and you have a lovely pair of titty nibblers suckling your nipples, what else do you need to make your clitty cream pop all over the place?"

Stuttering and shaking with pure fear Edna replied "Al My Lord and Master, I could get my clitty to pop if you would be so kind as to adorn my clitty with a tit.clitty nibbler. Will you please do that for me? Pretty please, Al My Lord and Master!"

"For you Fucktoy anything you want is yours for the asking." Giggled Al as he dropped the brush then peeled back Edna's clitoral hood with the hand he had been using to buff her pussy with. Grasping the alligator clip that dangled down from it's two sisters, Al held the alligator clip in front of trembling teen's eyes, as he open and closed the steely tooth jaws of the alligator clip "Are you sure that you want this on your clitty?" Al asked.

Remembering how Gloria had said how she would have to really beg for her own clitoris to be tortured Edna answered in her sexiest and sweetest voice that her damage vocal cords could manage. "Yes, Al My Lord and Master, Please! Oh pretty please adorn my clitty with that beautiful clitty nibbler. I'll do anything that you want if only you would allow me to wear that adorable piece of jewelry. Pretty please, Al My Lord and Master!"

The expression on Al's face change and his eyes darted around wildly as if he was a little boy checking to see if anyone was about to catch him sneaking into the cookie jar. "Well, all right Fucktoy, but we must be quiet about it. I wouldn't want anyone to start thinking I'm becoming a old softy and letting you butter me up."

While Al yank the alligator clip downward, pulling her clipped breasts behind them, Edna let out a painful muffled squall as she choke back a scream. When Al snapped the alligator clip over Edna's sensitive button of her clitoris, a guttural scream reverberated throughout the vessel for a few seconds before the teen went mute again. Which was shortly follow by her mother's own horrific, continuo high pitch screams.

As Susan's eyes fluttered open Susan let out a series of agonizing groans, which turned into a continuous blood, curdling scream. Susan instinctively tried to bring her hands around to her damage nipples, but the bindings around her arms held them tightly behind her back. Gloria comfort Susan as best as she could while Susan wailed away. When Susan's screaming died down Al's ominous form came in to Gloria's view.

"Quack! Is Trull coherent?" Boomed Al's voice.

Looking up at the omnipotent form that towered above her. Gloria squeaked. "Yes, Al My Lord and Master, Trull is coherent. Barely but she will understand you and can respond." Gloria answered nervously.

"Good! Very good! Now get your ass over to that FAGGOT and bring him on line" Al snarled as he crotch down next to Susan.

Gloria scrambled to the stern with the medical kit, where Edna sat with her father strapped to her back, to bring James back to the world of consciousness

"Trull!" Al lightly slapped Susan face. "Trull! Do you hear me?" Al cooed softly.

Susan's glazed eyes shifted from there aimless rolling and locked onto Al rugged face. Meekly she whispered. "Yes I hear you."

"Good, good. Now tell me Trull do you want your arms untied?" Al asked sweetly as he gently stroke Susan's cheek that he had just slapped.

"Oh, yes! Dear God yes! I would very much like to have my arms freed?"

"Trull, if I set your arms free you promise, not to touch your titties?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I promise!"

"When I show you some kindness and untie your arms, what nice thing will you do for me?"

Susan raced through the sexual acts that she could perform in her current state. Her cunt and ass hole were still stuff with dildos that were held in place by the rubber strap running between her legs. Her breasts hurt too much for them to be used sexually so Susan decided that her mouth would perform the sexual act to please Al for untying her arms. Whimpering softly. "I will suck your beautiful cock until it cums, to thank you for untying my arms."

"Very well then, I'll untie your arms. But heed this Trull, If I see your hands anywhere near your titties I will rebind your arms. I will rebind them with the cable Frank used on the FAGGOT; the barbed cable will be wound around your arms twice as tight as they are now. No mater how much Quack pleads they will remain tied for the rest of your life or until they rot off! Now let me hear what you want, what your not to do, what will happen if you do what your not suppose to do and how you are going to thank me for releasing your arm bindings." Sneered Al as he twirled Susan's hair.

Susan begin speaking in a meek low voice "I want you to untie." Owww, owww, aarrgggeee, owwww!" Susan howled as Al yanked her head back by her hair.

"Trull! WHO AM I!" Al bellowed.

With her head bent painfully backwards Susan stammered. "You are My Lord and Master."

"Then you best refer to me as such or I'll leave your arms as they are and hoist you up by them." Roared Al. relaxing the grip on Susan's hair and begin gently stroking her hair while changing his tone to a sweet coo. "Now Trull, shall we try again. Clear and loud so that your daughter sitting on the stern bench can hear you."

Susan spoke as if she was addressing a crowd, in a firm, distinct, loud voice "Yes, My Lord and Master. My Lord and Master, if you would be so kind as to untie my arms, I promise not to touch my titties. If I do touch my titties, I want you to retie my arms with barbed wire, making sure that my arms are bound twice as tight as they are now tied and that you will suspend me by my arms. After you release my arms I will suck and lick your beautiful cock until you tell me to stop, My Lord and Master."

"Very good Trull, lean forward." As Susan leaned forward Al snapped his fingers towards Gloria. Gloria scrambled back to Al and produced a pair of emergency medical shears and handed them to Al, then scrambled back to the stern.

Using the shears Al first cut the line that held Susan's elbows together then the cords that bound her wrist together. After peeling the lines off of Susan's arms and letting the cut lines drop to the deck, Al throw the shears at Gloria who promptly picked them up and replace them in to the medical kit. Placing his left hand at the base of his massive boner jutting from his groin and waggling it as he stood up strait Al bellowed. "Well Trull! I'm ready!"

Susan felt her elbows separate as Al cut the bindings that coiled around her arms. When the bindings that held Susan's palms together were cut they slid from around her back to plop on to the deck. Susan glanced at each of her arms as they dangled lifelessly down her sides. What Susan saw was two deep purple bloated logs of flesh with deep groves spiraling down each arm to the shinny steel cuffs that still tightly circled her wrist.

Hearing Al bellowing at her, Susan struggle to straighten up to service Al's cock but just as her lips parted to allow the one eye monster into her mouth she collapsed to the deck howling. Every nerve in both of Susan's arms scream as they were enkindled, as a fresh supply of blood surge through Susan's arms. As Susan withered and howled across the deck she heard Frank's jovial voice ring out. "Yo there big brother what are you up to?"

"Just waiting for Trull to keep up her part of a bargain we made. But it seem that she just wants to lay around the deck singing." Al remarked with a soulful tone.

"Ya! That Bitch is always trying to back out of deals. But we got solutions for that don't we, big brother. Don't we!" Snarled Frank.

"Oh God! Please no more! Please! I'll suck Al's cock! I wasn't trying to back out of sucking his cock! It's just that I was in so mush pain that I. " Wailed Susan as Al grabbed her wrists. Susan, continued to plea and wail as Al wrap her arms with barbed wire then she was hoisted off the deck strappado fashion. Susan howled with excruciating pain as she slowly spun by her bound arms.