Punk\'s First Piercing

Chapter 6:

 

            Without any hesitation, Jack smoothly walked between Janie’s legs and landed his hand on her pubic mound.  His middle finger reached slowly up to the little clitty she had been grinding against the wooden table.  David saw the shocked look on her face, which turned to anger, and as soon as he saw her lips curl in fury and disgust he tilted his head down at her so that the basement lighting cast shadows over his eyes, then smiled a toothy grin.  Between his teeth, he whispered “don’t make a fool out of yourself, dearie.”  Janie audibly gritted her teeth, as Jack’s greedy fingers massaged her little nub.  Without a word, Jack reached over to grab a needle from David’s box.

            Rick wanted his poor sister to get some sex?  Fine, but it was going to cost her.  The needle quickly made it’s through her two pussy lips.  Her eyes bulged and she dropped her needle.  Quickly, Jack picked it up from her hands, and he used it to put another piercing below it.  She began to pick herself up, but David began to frown at her.  She laid there with a stunned reaction on her face.  What could she do?  Instinct told her to kick the invader and fight to get away.  But she knew that no matter how she ran, David would follow.  And he only got more creative when they ran.  So, after a long pause, she simply reached her hand into the box, and grabbed a new needle.

            Jack left for a moment, to go rummage through some things in his basement.  When he came back, he had two corks.  He plunged Janie’s new accessories into the corks, one each.  With this, he pushed the two lips together, and closed off her clit from having any contact area with the outside world.  He pushed Janie’s legs far apart and turned to the crowd.  “How much are would our investors pay for being able to be part of the action?”

            There was a pause.  Although David saw Jack’s undying entrepreneurship, most people had thought that the most of his part was done with already.  Someone in the back yelled, “I’ll pay 10,000!”

            The number didn’t even register with Jack, until someone cried out “I’ll give 20,000!”

            A third person doubled it, and a fourth doubled that.  When a fifth person cried out something, he expected to hear something in the range of 120,000.  But instead he said “I’ll put in…  This bitch slut of mine.”

            All eyes focused on the fifth man, who held the arm of a pale girl- a short girl with dyed black hair, with her bangs dyed fire-truck red.  She looked very scared, and tears fell down her cheeks.  This made her make-up smear, and trace the lines of her tears.  Her arms were tightly bound with some sort of cord, behind her back.

            Jack didn’t know what to say, and for that matter, neither did the rest of the crowd.  Did they just offer a human life for a cheap thrill?  Jack was starting to debate the ethics- then started to decline the offer when he figured that human lives don’t pay the bills- and are hard to hide from patrons or the cops, or to any number of factors which would surely destroy his future.

            David whispered, “I’ll give you triple the highest bid, for that fine piece of fuck-meat.”  Jack would have spoken against him (as he was the only one in the room who apparently wasn’t afraid of his changing emotions), but then realized what 3 X 80,000 added up to.  This was insane…  But as always, the money padded down the moral constraint.  “Sold, to the man in the right-center.  For the girl.”  The voice felt hollow, even with all the money, he knew he just did wrong.

The man and the girl walked up, whatever the man was saying was making the girl sob. Members from the crowd patted him on the back in congratulations- both for winning, and the devotion to the prize- the price it cost him, it soon became apparent, was a home-grown slave girl.  Jack remembered David explaining this to him, with slight annoyance- some of these men had living human beings, and owned them as objects.  Some of the more attractive slaves were traded between the men.  David compared it to getting into fine wine- it was something only the richest of the men he knew could afford.  The two made their way up. David quickly shocked the needles in his captive, which made her jump and scream, and then put the wires down and herded the girl towards him.  As the two got closer to Jack, he noticed that what the previous owner had been saying were disturbing things that David would do to her.  Jack felt sick to his stomach, and wondered if he was just trying to scare her for his twisted kicks, or if David was really the sociopath that the guy made him out to be.  Janie laid prone, her face contorting at silent anger for both Jack and David.  The man’s hand glanced over her leg, and she made a low growling noise.

The winner grabbed her by the ankle, and dragged her towards him.  Her breasts were pulled across the grainy wooden table.  He took her other ankle in his hand and thrust his penis toward her pelvis.  The scene was paused so that the elderly investor could place himself in his prize correctly.  Unceremoniously, he uttered “What the fuck are you sitting around for?  Pierce the fucking kid.  I didn’t pay away a beauty like that to make your woman dreams come true.”  He rammed her with his cock.  “I’m not your fucking knight in shining armor.”  Janie hardly looked defeated, but she almost looked ashamed.  As the man rode her, she gained nothing out of it.  Her clit was carefully protected by the layer of nailed-shut cunt.  The needles stung, and the man was certainly not going out of his way to make this a magic moment.  Without a single sound Janie reached for the box of needles, retrieved one, and put it to Crystal’s nether lips.  All she could think about was the needles that closed her cunt.  So she shoved the needled into both of Crystal’s pussy lips.

Crystal made a quick shriek before Janie took another needle and shoved it through.  An inopportune thrust by the man in Janie caused the needle to slip, and bury itself right next to Crystal’s clit.  Crystal shrieked hard out of shock, hard out of pain.  Because of the thought of the needle hitting her clit, she felt most of the blood in her body rush to her head- only to rush back into her body, and make everything hurt a whole lot.  Janie, on the other hand, thought nothing of it, pulled the needle out, and shoved it back on course.  Crystal’s sobs and pleads broke the sound of the ecstasy and hit the investors’ ears.  Jack grabbed a needle from the box, and as Crystal’s tongue hung out, screaming the pain and agony that this night cost her, Jack swiftly drove the needle through it.  It was a  larger needle, and the way it was positioned, it would be impossible for Crystal to return the tongue into her mouth.  Her eyes bulged, as did Janie’s, when she looked up from over her captive’s pubic mound.  Crystal instinctively tried to curl up, but as the only part of her body that was left unbound was her head, it was the only part of her that curled in.

David placed his arm behind her head so that she didn’t crack it against the table on its way down.  It wasn’t a nice motive that David had, but he figured that with all this pain and stress, if she hit her head just a bit too hard, she might be able to drive herself unconscious.  And that was the last thing David wanted with this novice torture room, lacking in any ways to retrieve her besides a small sink in the back bathroom.

Crystal’s pleads ceased, and her sobs became animalistic.  As Crystal’s head laid precariously on David’s arm, Jack took the initiative to drive another needle in her tongue, on the other side.  The needles were rather long, and when he put the last one, straight through the middle her tongue, it reached from the crook of her chin to the tip of her nose.

Only David was close enough to hear Crystal drinking the blood from her tongue holes.  It drove his lust wild to hear something as perverted as that.  This young specimen was the most enticing creature he had seen in a long while, and as her torture progressed, his attraction to her did as well.  But this took the cake- having her drink her own blood was too hot for him to be able to stand without blinking.  He shivered, and the feeling crossed his entire body.  He left his hand behind her head to feel the subtle changes she made as she was dealt pain, and when she swallowed.

Janie had her own mission.  Where Jack stopped on her cunt, Janie had only begun on Crystal’s.  With a quickness, Janie placed another needle between the two that were already there.  Then, with the same space as between neighboring needles, she put another below the lowest one.  With the next needle, she felt the elderly man inside her begin to shudder, and stopped to let him cum inside her.  Then, she pierced again.  And again, until she had no more room to go without lifting her up, and piercing her ass closed.

With every piercing, Crystal felt the tip, held her breath, and felt the needle pass through one, then another piece of delicate skin.  She screamed, and sobbed, but with each passing of air, she would gag on her blood.  The gagging really made David suffer.  His shivering made his lust grow, and the fire in his loins was so heated that his fingers started to feel cold.