From a peg on the aft engine room bulkhead Gloria removed two ten-foot cables that had a lanyard clip on each of the ends. She clipped one of the cables to each of Beth's newly installed breast rings then clipped both cables to the ring going through the head of Steve's cock. While Elizabeth fitted a pole with a metal cock fixed to the top of it, over the pipe that Beth had sucked the bulge dry with.

"Quack unplug Sweet Cheek's box." Robert barked.

The long hours that Beth had laid in bulge water and the several times that Beth had pissed had soften the plaster making it easier for Gloria to dig out the plaster from Beth's cunt. When most of the plaster was dug out Robert lifted Beth and dropped her over the metal phallus jutting up from the deck. The phallus penetrated all of the way to the end of Beth's cunt. By stretching her toes Beth could push herself up an eighth of an inch easing the stabbing pain at the end of her cunt slightly.

"Sweet Pea, Quack! Retrieve Vanilla by his ankles!"

Steve screamed as his shattered knees were pulled and twisted as Gloria and Elizabeth grabbed Steve's ankles and dragged him backwards. The two girls dragged Steve backwards until the tram he hung from bumped against a large compressed coil spring.

"BRAKE!" Robert barked.

Elizabeth climbed atop of the port engine and completely released the brake of the tram.

Robert stood next to Beth holding ball with a string running through it. He tilted Beth's head back and inserted the ball in her mouth. Robert looped the string from the ball to the spring release mechanism and pulled it taunt. Giggling as he spoke "OK bitches I want a ten count, countdown. Sweet Pea, you and Quack are going to use Sweet Cheeks breasts as a metronome. Sweet Cheeks, when you hear the countdown hit zero you are to tilt your head forward until your chin is resting on your chest. Sweet Pea you start! Nice and slow!"

With all of the strength that she could muster Elizabeth slapped Beth's left breast with her open hand. Whack! "TEN!" she bellowed. A bright pink out line of her palm print appeared on Beth's left breast. A few moments later Gloria smacked Beth's right breast with all of her might. Whack! "NINE!" Being stronger then the fourteen-year-old Gloria's handprint was a darker shade of pink on Beth's right breast.

Whack! Elizabeth struck Beth's left breast again "EIGHT" she sang out. Whack! "SEVEN!" Sang out Gloria. Elizabeth and Gloria took turns slapping Beth's breasts. After Gloria slapped Beth's right breast and bellowed "ONE!" both girls lifted their hands together and slapped there palms with all of there might simultaneously across the tops of Beth's bright pink breasts and together bellowed "ZERO!"

Through the agonizing haze of her tender throbbing breasts Beth heard Elizabeth and Gloria bellow zero. As Robert instructed her to Beth lowered her head. As she did the ball in her mouth pulled the string attached to the release mechanism of the spring. Like a pinball the tram that Steve hung from shot up the center of the engine room. Howls filled the engine room as Beth's breasts and Steve's prick were horribly yanked and stretched by the rings that was imbedded in the organs as the two ten foot cables clipped between them snap taunt bring the tram to a shuttering halt. The upper portion of Beth's body was yank forward. Her entire body would have been yank forward if Beth's cunt had not been impaled on the pole sticking out of the deck effetely pinning her lower torso in place. Beth's entire body weight was placed on the upper end of her vaginal canal as Beth kick her legs outwards as searing pain ripped through her breasts. It took Beth several moments to regain control of her feet to enable her to lift a small fraction of her weight off the end of her cuntal passage.

Robert examined Beth's stretched breasts and Steve's reverse truss up prick as if he was analyzing data from a scientific experiment. "Hum! I don't know? The test is inconclusive. RESET!"

Gloria pulled the ball out of Beth's mouth and cranked the spring back while Elizabeth rushed to Steve and dragged his hanging form by his ankles back. After the release lever snapped into place Gloria tilted the sobbing girl head back and reinserted the ball in her mouth.

After checking the setup Robert handed Gloria and Elizabeth a studded leather strop and barked. "Countdown from twenty."

Once again Gloria and Elizabeth alternated slapping Beth's breasts as they counted down. This time however, instead of using their open palms to hit Beth's breasts, they used the studded leather strops that Robert had given to them. After the double strokes across her battered cherry red breasts and hearing the synchronize zero, Beth rolled her head forward releasing the spring. The tram once again shot across the engine room. Snapping tits and cock.

This time when Robert examined Beth's breasts he hooked his index fingers into the breasts rings. Robert twisted and pulled Beth's breasts around as he examined them. When he checked Steve's prick he found that the sutures that had secured Steve's prick deep in the furrow of his ass had been ripped out and Steve's trussed up prick was jutting straight out from his groin. Like Beth's breasts Robert twisted and yanked Steve's cock around as he examined it. "Yes, yes that will do! Quack! Set up for the second test balls and lips. Sweet Pea lets have a little mouth action."

Elizabeth drop to her knees in front of her uncle and started to vigorously suck and lick his cock, while Gloria transferred the cables from Beth's breasts rings to her reinstalled pussy lip rings. She then transferred the cables from Steve's prick head ring to his scrotum rings.

Robert checked Gloria's work as his niece followed him around on her knees as she continued to service his cock. "Quack, reset except for the ball."

After Gloria reset the spring and pulled Steve back to the start position she stood looking at Beth's sweat glistening body as she strained to remain on her toes to minify the horrible pressure of her own weight on the end of her vaginal shaft.

Gloria looked at Beth's breasts dripping blood from the stretched ring holes. Shuddered as she remembered her own ring test. Unconsciously Gloria brushed her hands over her bloated nipples to the rings piercing her breasts. At the time of her ring test there was a two hundred and fifty-pound weight hanging from the hoist hook instead of a living being. Gloria remembered how she struggled to remain up on her toes as the tram yanked her breasts, pussy lips and clitoris. The clitoris dear God the clitoris! Gloria looked at Beth's clitoris. The stretch bloated black colored clitoris dangling from its sheath. Gloria gently stroked her own clitoris that had an empty two-liter bottle dangling from it. The bottle hung from her clit ring waiting for her to fill it up with her piss. Robert had not had her insert a ring into Beth's clit. Gloria wondered if Robert had written off the permanently damage organ or was he going to have Beth's clitoris pierce later on.

"Aha! That was nice Sweet Pea. Quack! Insert the start ball!"

Gloria snapped out of her self induce trance at the sound of Robert's voice. She tilted Beth's head back and inserted the ball into Beth's mouth. Elizabeth handed her a very limber green bamboo cane.

"Thirty count!"

Gloria and Elizabeth begin to slash Beth's breasts as they counted down from thirty. With each stroke of the canes angry purple welt appeared on the top of Beth's breasts. At the end of the count Beth groggily tilted her head forward.

Screams filled the engine room as pussy lips and balls sack were yank and snapped taunt. Robert squatted down in front of Beth and twisted and pulled on her pussy rings as he checked the results of the test on her pussy lips. When he was satisfied with his examination he picked up Beth's dangling clit and pinched the tip of the clit hard, digging his thumb nail it to the cold flesh. When he didn't get any type of response from Beth he bellowed, "Quack is there any life left in this twiddle-dee?" Robert shook the cold blackened clit back and forth.

"I don't know Robert My Lord and Master. Sweet Cheeks twiddle-dee has been deprived of normal blood flow for almost four days now. I do know that all of the tissue elasticity is destroyed. It will always hang limply down form the clitoral sheath. As for the blacken part of the twiddle-dee it is cold dry and unresponsive. I can not determine how badly it is damage until I can see how much blood flow returns when the leather thong around it is remove."

"If the thong is remove well Sweet Cheeks feel any pain?"

"Robert My Lord and Master, after the thong is removed, the amount of pain she feels as the blood circulates through the twiddle-dee will indicate the degree of permanent damage that has been done. The greater the pain means less damage has been done. No pain may mean that the tissue is dead."

"Well then; let's see how much pain this thing can generate! Get your ass down here and remove the thong!"

Gloria crouched down next to Robert and plucked at the tight knot of the thong around Beth's clitoris. After Gloria removed the thong she held Beth's clitoris between her index and middle finger and gently press her thumb into Beth's clitoris. When Gloria didn't feel a pulse of any type, she gently massaged the inflamed flesh where the thong had been.

Robert was watching Beth's pain filled face, when he didn't see any change in he bellowed, "Well Quack! Where's the action?"

"Robert My Lord and Master, I'm afraid that the blood supply has been cut off too long to Sweet Cheeks twiddle-dee. It's no longer a viable organ."

"Hear that Steve-o-boy you killed your wife's twiddle-dee! But don't worry there are plenty of other twiddle-dees to play with!" Robert grabbed the bottle hanging from Gloria's clit and jerked Gloria's upward as he stood. Gloria screamed in agony as she fell backward onto the deck as Robert held her rump off the deck shook her by her clitoris. "See!" Robert then let Gloria ass drop to the deck. "RESET!"

Gloria struggled up off the deck and removed the ball from Beth's mouth. Then she reset the spring as Elizabeth pulled Steve back to the starting position.

Al's booming voice filled the engine room from the speaker in the overhead. "Bobby I see that you're in the middle of a ring test but I thought you would like to know that dinner is ready."

"Be right there big brother." Robert pulled the rubberbands that were still dangling around Beth's arms and reseated them around the bases of Beth's breasts, making them balloon out once again. Then he inserted the spring release ball in Beth's mouth.

"Sweet Pea, Quack let's go!" The last thing that Robert did was to pat Beth's tummy as he kiss her welted breasts tops as he sweetly spoke. "Sweet Cheeks, you're free to move around or go to sleep, but no talking." Robert then followed his niece and the doctor out of the engine room.

Edna had spent another night hanging from her wrist. Her head poised over her mother's table scrap stuffed cunt. The two meaty bones were jammed up her nose and the sharp bone in her mouth scraped the back of throat. Edna no longer wanted the food that was stuffed with in her mother's cunt. As a mater of fact after three days the table scraps had turned putrid. The foul smelling stuff made her gag every time she breathed in. However what did make Edna toss her cookies was the maggots that crawled through the rotting food in her mother's cunt, through her mother's pussy hair, up the three bones across her own face and into her mouth. The only thing that her vomit seemed to have achieved was to attract even more flies to crawl over her face and into her mouth.

The relentless, Pacific sun burned her delicate skin as it rose towards its zenith. When the Andersons came aboard just before noon. The only thing they did was to release the fourteen-year-old watchdog from her box. Then the brothers went about pulling the engines that she spent the last two days uncoupling. One of the engines was already sitting on the deck of a self-propelled barge. While the Scorpion's cargo hoist was lifting the other engine clear of the Random Access engine room. Edna hung watching the Andersons strip the Random Access of its power source as maggots and flies crawled over her face and through her mouth.

When both engine were sitting on the barge Edna expected the Andersons to come over to her and begin to torment her but instead Frank and Robert boarded the barge and got underway, while Al and Elizabeth disappeared aboard the Scorpion. When Al returned he was riding atop of Pony Girl. Lashed together by their tits the other captives marched behind Pony Girl. The captives were in their rigging with one major change. The breasts and pussy lips now supported large plastic bottles instead of the metal boxes. The bottles were the type that sat atop of a water cooler that held five gallons. Elizabeth brought up the rear carrying a hand crank fuel oil transfer pump over her shoulder.

Al stopped the coffle at the port fuel tank fill tube and dismounted Pony Girl. Elizabeth uncapped the tube and inserted the hand pump into it. Then Elizabeth clamped the pump discharge hose onto Pony Girl's bottle and started pumping the Random Access fuel oil into Pony Girl's bottle. When Pony Girl's bottle was full Elizabeth move the pump hose from Pony Girl's bottle to Barbie Doll's. After capping Pony Girl's bottle Elizabeth filled Barbie Doll's bottle. After filling and capping all seven bottles Elizabeth mounted Pony Girl and led the coffle back aboard the Scorpion with seven, fuel filled bottles. As Elizabeth herded the captives back to the Scorpion the fuel oil in the bottles slosh around causing the bottles to sway pulling and stretching fourteen cunt lips and fourteen titties as gravity tried to pull the bottles towards the deck.

Just before Pony Girl stepped on the gangway Al roared, Speed it up, Sweet Pea!"

With out any encouragement from her fourteen-year-old mistress, Lori doubled her pace. She screamed around the rubber cock that stuffed her mouth as her increased speed caused the sawing bottle to yank her breasts and pussy lips harder. God how she wished she could kill the snotty slut behind her.

The coffle returned with empty plastic bottles. After Elizabeth dismounted Pony Girl she refill the bottles then headed back to the Scorpion. Edna realized that her fellow captives were transferring the Random Access fuel supply to the Scorpion. Edna knew that the tanks contain almost a thousand gallons of fuel oil. Her father had topped off the fuel tanks a day before leaving Pearl Harbor. There was enough fuel on board for the two-week trip to San Francisco. But the Random Access had use less than a days worth of the fuel before the Andersons seize control and plunged her and her parents into purgatory.

Edna was left hanging to bake under the harsh sun by her wrist over her mother's maggot encrusted cunt throughout the day, watching the coffle of tormented girls removed the remaining fuel five gallons at a time. Al supervised the proceeding from the comfort of a deck chair. Unlike Edna and her parents who were baking under the relentless, Pacific sun Al sat under the shaded section of the yacht's deck just behind the cabin structure. Next to the chair sat a milk crate filled with cans of beer being kept cold by ice.

Throughout the day whenever the mood struck him he would call his daughter over to him. Elizabeth would scurry over to her father; remove her bikini bottoms and the two metal dildos that filled her cunt and ass. After her father fucked the hole of his choice she would reinsert the dildos and redon the bikini bottoms and resume transferring the fuel. Just after sunset Frank and Robert returned and handed Al a large wad of cash. The three men boarded the Scorpion and moments later the aroma of stakes grilling filled the air.

As Al, Frank and Robert ate there stakes and fries they watch the monitor that flick between Steve and Beth in the engine room, the Scorpion's fuel tanks fill tubes, the Random Access's fuel tanks fill tubes, the gangway between the Scorpion and Random Access and the Garner's.

"Any problem with George?" Al asked through a mouth full of food.

Nope! He even gave us a little bit more then the last time thanks to Bobby here. He's real smooth, but I think we need to swap buyers again I don't think it would be wise to use George for a third time."

"OK, Frank check into it." As the monitor image changed to the view of Steve and Beth, Al hooked his thumb at the monitor and spoke to his little brother. "Bobby, how's it going with him? "

"Man-O-man! His bladder is about to pop! He'll be ready for Frank to add him to the toys food supply shortly."

"Well before it does let's reintroduce him to the Garner's. What about Sweet Cheeks?"

"She needs the ring test completed. Quack says that her clitty is deep six. Should I let it stay and let gangrene set in or remove it?"

Leave it dangling it looks cute that way. By the way Bobby what do you want to name her?"

"Well I'm going to keep her down in the engine room cleaning so it may as well be Bilge Rat, OK!"

So be it, little brother, her name is Bilge Rat."

"Albert."

"Yes Frank."

"Bilge Rat's hubby? Do you want him set aside for Bilge Rat only? Or is he for everyone?"

Well, We're already have Helm chowing down on her hubby and that idea of yours are enraging the others against her. Let's not dilute that. Add Vanilla to the groups food supply."

"What about Piglet's but plug, Albert?"

"How much solution left, Frank?

"Three vials. We've used four vials on Piglet already."

Well we'll stop the injections but I want her to carry her father around a while longer so lets feed daddy at the next feeding period. Which will be day after tomorrow."

"Albert in reference to food, I think we should rag on Quack for not providing milk at tonight's meal."

Al smiled as he agreed with his brother. "Sounds like a great idea. What do you have in mind?"

"The booby press!"

"That's a great idea Frank! It would be neat seeing the goat milk squirt out of Quack's boobs. Why don't we stake her out in front of Piglet and let the milk spray over her face.

All right Bobby we'll do that. By the way Bobby you need to go a little easier on Barbie Doll if you want her to be around longer." Cautioned Al.

"Aww all right Al I'll ease up on her. I'll stop constantly whipping her hard for a while. I'll just keep her skin a cherry red."

"Albert we need to do something with Galley Slut and Commode Tart. We haven't done any thing fun with them since before we nabbed Vanilla and Bilge Rat! I was thinking of the Crab and the Folder."

That's sounds great, we'll set them up on either side of Quack in front of Fucktoy and Co., Frank what do you want to do with Gumby tomorrow?"

"She, Helm and Barbie Doll can play Sink the Eight ball."

"Did we forget any toy?"

"Yes Al there's Titless and Pony Girl left over." Stated Robert.

"Well let's see. We'll leave Titless bound as she is but let's fill up her poop chute. As for Pony Girl she gets the walker. Well that should take care of sports day, now I would."

"Excuse me Albert."

"Yes Frank?"

"I think that Bobby here should put off being nicer to Barbie Doll until after sports day. I think that Bobby should wail into Barbie Doll through out the setup of the toys. Then lets salt her down."

"Ya, man! That sound really great lets to that! Can we Al?"

"OK, Ok we'll do it that way. But Bobby if we do you have to lay off all whipping on Barbie Doll for at less two week. OK."

"Aww, Al two whole weeks?"

"Yes, Bobby two weeks. But don't worry you'll won't miss her. Here look these over then pass them on to Frank." Al tossed the photos that Edna had addressed onto the table. "While popping Fucktoy's cherry I got to thinking how nice it would be if we all had a cherry to pop at once. Those photos are all cherries. Their addresses are on the back. I want Frank and you to bring back three of them. The photo on top is the one I would like."

"Three cherries at once. Boy-O-Boy Al, you're right Barbie Doll can hang for two weeks while we pluck these cherries."

"Yea Al that would be sweet. Can you handle the toys by yourself? I would like to take Sweet Pea with us. Bobby can use her as his pro cherry want-a-be daughter as an intro."

Laughing hard Al responded, "No problem Frank I can handle the toys. Go ahead and take my." Al started to laugh even harder. ".VIRGIN daughter with you. You'll leave day after tomorrow right after the toys are put away. Well if they're nothing else you two hit the sack I'll wake you up at midnight, Frank" his two brothers headed off to their stateroom as Al watched the monitor. When the monitor flicked to show his daughter slowly turning the pump as it filled Gumby's bottle. Al leaned forward and flicked the microphone switch. "Sweet Pea I've told you once to move it. If I catch you piddling again I'll tan your twat and buzz the toys. So you best put a little hustle into that snail, pace of yours!" Al watched his daughter speed up her pumping speed.