Derrio
By Rebelman
Diane stood shivering as she watched her husband hanging from the ceiling. He
was tied at the wrist and twisted slowly in front of her with his hands
stretched painfully above his head.
"Where is the money?" the dark skinned man asked.
"I don't know what you are talking about!" shouted Diane's husband. They had
been here for two days and he looked as if their abductors had beaten him the
entire time. His shirt had been torn off and bruises covered him completely.
"OK," said the man calmly, "if you won't save yourself maybe you will save your
woman." He motioned to Diane and then without warning backhanded her across the
face. She fell heavily to the floor and immediately tasted the blood from her
split lip.
"Noooo!" cried Robert Brooks as his wife lay sobbing on the floor. "I don't know
anything!"
"Too bad," said the man, "I hate to waste such good flesh." He moved over to one
of his henchman and gave him several orders in Spanish. The henchman left
quickly and he turned back to the beaten man. "Do you know who I am?" he asked.
Robert shook his head. "My name is Derrio."
Robert's blood ran cold with this new information. Derrio was known as a
ruthless drug dealer that ran all the streets in the city. Robert hung his head
realizing he would never leave here alive. "I see you recognize my name." Derrio
was pleased with the response. He knew he was feared and it made him feel
powerful.
Derrio suddenly moved over to Diane and grabbed her blouse. In one swift motion
he tore it completely off, leaving her bra for the moment. "Very nice," he
commented, taking in her light skin. "I think you can take off the rest for me."
"Fuck you!" she hissed. Derrio laughed to himself and picked up a cattle prod
off a nearby table. He walked casually over to Robert and pressed the end to his
groin before pushing the button. Robert screamed as the current ran through his
cock and balls causing indescribable pain. "Stop, Stop, I'll do it!" screamed
Diane. Derrio smiled and pressed the button causing Robert to shudder in pain
again.
She quickly began undressing, tearing her panties as they came off in an attempt
to halt the brutality to her husband. She stood naked in front of them as
several rough looking men entered the room with the henchmen Derrio had talked
to.
"Fuck all of them now," said Derrio flatly. Diane stood dumbfounded at the
statement but the men began undressing making her understand fully what he
wanted.
"Y... you can't be serious," she stumbled. She watched terrified as Derrio pressed
the prod against Robert again. "Tell him watch you know, Robert," she screamed,
"Don't let them do this to me." Robert hung his head and began to cry. "Damnit
you fucking wimp tell him what you know!" she ordered. Derrio pressed the button
again making Robert buck wildly on the end of the prod. Diane stood wide-eyed
not believing what was happening.
"Fuck them now," said Derrio, "or I'll kill him." Diane stood motionless for a
second before making up her mind.
"Kill the fucker then," she said quietly. Derrio was amused at this turn of
events. She was tougher than he thought and that made him think in another
direction. Maybe she had the money that had disappeared. He was beginning to
believe the lawyer knew nothing as no one had ever lasted long under his
methods. It was time to work on the woman for a while.
"Take her to the playroom," Derrio ordered. The men grabbed her roughly and drug
her down a long hallway and into another room. Once inside the five men began
groping at her despite the efforts to fend them off. They quickly wrestled her
to the floor and held her down. Within seconds one of the brutes was on her, his
cock in hand, he unceremoniously shoved his thick member into her dry slit. She
screamed in pain and twisted in a hopeless attempt to get away as he pounded
relentlessly into her pussy.
He fucked her hard and fast while the others held her in place. It didn't take
long before he was grunting and shooting his cum deep into her. Ten seconds
later he was replaced with another man sporting a hardon that began immediately
thrusting savagely into her. Diane was sobbing now but the fight had left her
and she lay motionless as more cum was pumped into her. The next man had the
others pull her ankles back toward her head and pressed his cock against her
anus.
She began fighting and twisting with renewed vigor as the cock stretched her
ass. She screamed until her voice began to give out and only a whimper could be
heard, as her ass was dry fucked. Finally the man began to shudder as he to shot
gobs of cum up her bloody ass. Pulling it from her he moved to her head and
forced the nasty dripping cock into her mouth as the others roared in laughter.
She gagged at the foul taste and tried to spit it out but he held her firmly
until he was satisfied it was completely clean. After that, they took turns ass
fucking her and made a point of cleaning themselves with her mouth.
Several hours later they let her crawl into a corner to rest. She had cum
dripping from her ass and her face was covered with a mixture of cum and shit.
Diane cried as she curled into a ball, relieved that the ordeal was over. It was
only minutes later that one of the men grabbed her hair and dug her to a small
table in the middle of the room. He pulled her up to a chair and tied her hands
behind her. Derrio was suddenly in front of Diane holding a wicked looking
needle.
"You will not like this at all," he teased while twisting her right nipple. He
pulled it out as far as he could before shoving the needle through it.
"Oooooowwwwww!" Diane screamed. Derrio let the nipple go and reached for the
left one. Repeating the process he pierced the other nipple before turning to
leave.
"My men will take care of you for the night," he said matter of factly, "I will
see you in the morning though." Derrio walked quietly out the door as one of the
henchmen replaced him at the table. He roughly jerked the needles from her
nipples and replaced them with rings. After the rings were snapped into place
she was practically lifted from the chair and escorted back to the hall. Moving
to an open door she realized they were outside as the muggy Florida air hit her.
Moving across the back yard they forced her up a pier that extended about 100
feet out in to the water. When she was at the end of the covered pier her tied
hands were attached to a rope that hung over a rafter. When the rope was
tightened she was forced to bend at the waist. Her arms began to ache from the
pressure and keeping her balance was difficult as she leaned out over the end of
the pier. She cried out as one of the men tugged at her nipple ring. Looking
down she could see him attaching a thin fishing line to it. He repeated the
procedure with the other nipple before moving out of her vision behind her.
Within minutes he was back beside her and threw the small lines into the water.
She braced herself thinking they were weighted but there was only a slight tug
at her nipples. She realized the men were walking away and sighed at her
predicament. She was uncomfortable but not in as much pain as when they had ass
fucked her. By the end of the night she would probably have no feeling in her
arms though. It was then that the slight tugging at her right nipple started. At
first it was light but suddenly she understood why the lines were attached to
her. Seconds later a fish was hooked, pulling violently at her right nipple. It
swam hard side to side jerking at the ring trying to dislodge the hook to no
avail. Diane screamed in pain as the fish twisted her newly pierced flesh.
Finally it tangled the line around pier where it stretched her tit in agony.
Not long after the bait on the other line was dancing about in the water as
Diane renewed her screams. Any movement to relieve the tension on her left
nipple pulled at her painfully stretched right tit. It seemed to go on forever
and she was praying for the fish to get tangled like the first. At least it had
stopped moving unpredictably.
Without warning there was an explosion in the water below her. The line was
pulled hard and her tit was stretched further than she thought possible. The
ring ripped at the tender flesh so violently she could feel blood beginning to
drip from the nipple. Peering through tear-streaked eyes she could make out the
alligator that was trying to yank his dinner free. Diane opened her mouth to
scream but she was so hoarse nothing came out. Finally the line snapped and the
reptile disappeared into the night leaving her dry heaving on the pier.
The next morning Derrio walked out to check on the hapless Diane. "Are you ready
to tell me what I want to know?" he quizzed her.
"I don't know anything," she croaked, "it must be one of Robert's deals."
Derrio stood quietly contemplating before shaking his head. Diane began sobbing
again as he turned and walked back toward the house. As he left he casually
spoke, "I think we will use a stronger fishing line tonight."
