Thread: Psycho (Kaigen and AndNich123)

Tessa couldnt bring herself to look at her sister. The sounds coming from here were nauseating. Cammie would gasp for air periodically. That alone was a knife sinking into her. She grunted, as if she could push the pain she was feeling from her with the sound coming from her throat. Tessa closed her eyes hating that sound. She could still hear the sizzling of the collar from when he was standing close to her. Cammie must hear that same sound now amplified as the current flowed through her. Tessa squeezed the remote in her hand, making sure the spikes never left the dildo shoved firmly inside her pussy. Shes already in pain. The collar isnt going to kill her. Shell recover from what the collar is doing to her. Her mind worked quickly to try and rationalize why she was allowing her sister to suffer so much, but the truth was something simple and painful. Tessa was selfish. She thought more of her own pussy than her sister. There was no way she could let the spikes penetrate her and destroy her body. It was unthinkable. He was already going to rape her. There is no way I could stop that. The collar wont kill her, and she will heal from anything it does to her. These spikes could do a lot more damage. I cant.Shell understand. Cammie could feel his hands on her body, pulling, prying her legs apart. Even if she wanted to, there was no way she could open her legs for him. He had to have known that. Even her toes were curled tightly, painfully so. Cramps racked her body from the constant constricting of her muscles. From the arches in her feet to her shoulders, she could feel them seizing up along her already tight muscles. Her drool continued to run down her chin, spilling to her breasts. Swallowing was impossible. In fact, breathing was an effort. Literally she had to force her lungs to work, taking in air. So a task as simple as spreading her legs was certainly unattainable if she desired him. His cock pushed inside her, and she carelessly, unavoidably groaned, exspelling the precious air from her body she had worked so hard to take in. He kept pushing, feeding his cock into her pussy until she felt him reach her innocence. Cammies eyes poured tears down her face, knowing he would not stop. This man had not come this far to stop now, and he certainly didnt. As he ripped through, she felt the sharp pain immediately followed by the burning of his skin rubbing against her new torn skin. Her walls, already incredibly tight, were made almost impassable by the way her body contracted around him. Still he pressed on. Her eyes glanced over to her sister, who was unable to even look at her. She could see the remote in her hands. The fucking remote that was so close, that could end part of this pain, this torture she was enduring, was right there, in her sisters hand, and she wouldnt press the fucking button. Her sisters tears meant nothing to her. Shed for her own weakness, her own selfish actions, Cammie disregarded them. There was no way she could tell if he was fully inside her. So when she felt the ache of his cock pressing aginst her cervix, she thought her ordeal was coming to an end. He had shoved as much of himself inside as possible. Now he would simply have to fuck her. That had to be how this would play out. Again she forced another breath into her lungs. Her body embraced the air just before he plunged in deeper. Her eyes opened wide and she screamed out, spilling the air back out into the room. The sound was gut wrenching. She could feel.she could hear the skin ripping as he tore her open. Everything from the waist down was nothing but a throbbing agony as it felt like he shattered her. She wanted to vomit. The lump was in her throat, but all she could focus on was the pain, the unimaginable pain that this man was showering on her, and then it still wasnt enough. He began to fuck her, his cock quickly taking her. The blood squished, making further disgusting sounds as his cock filled her completely, fitting inside her womb, each time. Cammie groaned. It was a rhythm she worked hard to acquire. She would groan and then gasp for air, drinking it in hungrily, so she could vocalize her pain. It was pain that seemed to not matter to her sister just across the room. Her neck burned from the collar, her chest ached from the strain of breathing, and from the waist down she was sure did not resemble a woman at all anymore. The blood flowed down her legs. It was an eerie sensation, one that forced a shiver down her nearly paralyzed body. She could feel everything, though she was powerless to move, even how her nipples were hard. The warmth spread through her hips as he reached his peak. It was strong, and it seemed to spread out, gripping her to her clit. Then Cammie realized the awful truth she didnt want to be. It wasnt just a warmth from his seed filling her body. She had cum. While this man was raping her, tearing her open, ripping her sensitive skin, filling her womb with his seed, she had cum. On some level deep inside her mind, within her body, she had liked some part of this, and her body had reached an orgasm. There was no tightening of her pussy around his shaft. She couldnt. The collar, his girth, all of it had combined for her not even realizing she was gripping his shaft. He pulled from her, and she felt the blood flow increase as it raced down her legs, to her ankles, down her feet, and to the floor. The collar was removed, and she took a deep breath, her lungs feeling like they would explode. As she exhaled, she coughed and cried. There were no words for her sister. She didnt flinch as his spit touched her face. Cammie cried for her own loss, for her pain, for her battered body. It was clear to her that her sister would not. So it was up to her to mourn what she had lost. Tessa wanted to call out to her sister. She wanted to know if she was okay. It was a stupid question really. Why should she even wonder about that. The answer was blatantly clear. Cammie was not okay, and she may never be okay again. Still it was the only thing Tessa could think of to ask her. Her own apology already raced through her mind, but until he removed the tape, she would have to be silent.