Mountain 4 ^^^^^^^^^^ The American was a young brunette, remember. For the past two days, she had been hanging from the ceiling by her arms; we'd only let her down twice so she didn't make a mess all over the room. Her arms must have been hurting her, so we let her down. Seeing what we had done to the blond encouraged her to fight us as we led her across the room. But her hands were tied, and she was smaller and weaker than we were, so she lost. We bent her body over the table, and strapped her arms to the side so that he had a nice shot at her rearside. We smacked and squeezed her ass for several minutes before pulling down our pants. Spreading her cheeks apart, I got a good aim at her pussy. It yielded to my cock as I started humping her from behind. I slammed into her good and hard, my body leaning over hers, grabbing handfuls of her hair like reigns. I don't know why she was squawking so much -- it's not like I was hurting her. Hell, most women like being fucked. It shouldn't matter that the man fucking her was raping her, and had just tortured and mutilated another woman. A fucking was still a fucking. But I guess she just didn't like to have fun. She wasn't a virgin either, to my great disapproval. While I was humping her, Jonny got out another piece of firewood and started smacking the backs of her thighs. This made her twitch and moan, adding to my enjoyment. I let go of her hair with one hand and reached down, just above where my massive cock was impaling her. I slid my middle finger into her ass. She grunted and moaned, and I stuck another finger in. Two more, three more ... Finally, I had my whole hand her in ass, raping her cunt; I balled my fingers into a fist and started fist-fucking her asshole. Every time my cock went back, my fist shot forward. The girl was really getting it now -- her screams sounded like moans, her moans like screeches. "Like that honey?" I asked, she shook her head from side to side, so I raped her harder to make her like it. Her young body trembled below me. Finished beating her thighs, Jonny reached underneath her body and pulled her nipples out so I could see them. He twisted and pulled on them. This caused the brunette's back to arch, enabling my boy to get a better handhold on her tit, pulling it out even more painfully. His hungry mouth came down, and started chewing on her nipple like it was beef jerky, squeezing it between his teeth. I withheld from cumming in this pig, and pulled out. As soon as my hand left her ass with a sucking sound, she shit all over herself. It ran down her legs and her whole body vibrated. Jonny and I laughed. I scraped her feces off the ground into a bowl, and brought it in front of her. I heard her stomach growl. "Hungry, bitch? Eat!" She tried to pull her head away, but I forced it down into the bowl. I worked her jaw until she had some shit in her mouth, then held it shut. She swallowed slowly and with a disgusted expression on her mouth. "I thinks she likes being a toilet!" Said Jonny. He unstrapped her and took her into the bathroom. Her tied her head face-up by the neck onto the toilet. He held her mouth wide open, and even though she tried to squirm out of the way, his jet of yellow-green piss smacked her in her lovely face and splashed into her mouth. "Haha! That was good!" He said, as I walked in for my turn. I had to take a dump. "Hold her open!" I told Jonny as I sat on her face. This he did. I sat down with my asshole next to her nose and my balls and soft penis hanging into her mouth. *PIIISSSS* came first, and her pouty mouth filled with urine. Then with a big push, I started shitting on her face. *mmpphh, mmpphh* she went as the shit filled her nostrils and mouth. Jonny got between her legs and started fucking her while I was still shitting on her face. She gagged on the awful piss and shit. When I was done, I used her hair to wipe myself with. I looked down at this hapless girl. Her pretty teenage face was matted with shit. She tried spitting it out, but I carefully guided all of it until it was in her mouth, and held her jaw closed and nose pinched until she swallowed. Laughing, I left her to Jonny’s tender care. In the living room, the Asian stared at me wide eyed. "Don't worry, meat. Your turns coming!" I laughed. The next day, I went into the bathroom to see what Jonny had done. This pretty teens screams had been loud and anguished, so I assumes it had been fun. Yep. Her head was still strapped to the toilet. He'd chewed both of her nipples off, and some other parts of her breast-meat. She hung limply, one foot nailed to the wall. The other leg he'd broken and twisted so that he could shove it in her anus. I could see she was still alive because she was breathing, but he'd ripped off her eyelids so I couldn't tell if she was asleep or not. I pissed on her face, and she screamed again as the urine stung her helpless eyes. I pulled out the nail from the wall, undid the rope at her neck, and dragged her by her hair into the other room. I heated up two pokers in the fire. Then Jonny and I starting smacking her nippleless breasts with them, until her milkers we bruised, burned and bleeding. There was no end to her screaming. Laughing at her agony, we played with her head, smacking it from side to side with logs until it too was bleeding profusely. We beat her with all kinds of things - hot irons, blocks of wood, rolled-up magazines we found in her bag, our hands, our feet. Jonny ventured outside -- the storm was moving away now -- and brought in several heavy icicles. One went in her pussy; another up her ass next two her broken leg. She shivered with cold ad pain. We used the other icicles to abuse her 17-year old body some more. Anguish and torment were the rule for the day. When we ate that day, we stuck her ass in the fire and laughed at her shrill cries; then we stuck her head in and laughed harder as all her pretty hair burned off her head, leaving a scared scalp. When we were done for the day, she was nothing but a bleeding, twitching thing on the floor. Her eyes were gone, blinded by several coals, but she continued to moan like an animal. We stuck her broken body down into the sewer, where all our shit and piss would hit her. The next day, the storms had all passed and we knew the search and rescue teams would be here soon. But we didn't rush the torture of the Asian -- no, she had to stand her pain as well. The blond was still hanging by her torn-up tits from the ceiling. She'd long ago stopped screaming, and now could only give me pitiful moans when I squeezed her stretched tit or flailed her pussy. Jonny liked rocking her back and forth on her tits, watching her swing and moan. He kept putting icicles in her cunt and ass, but even to that she only groaned weakly. Well, all good things pass... The black-haired Asian had been witness to both tortures, and she began babbling incoherently in her native tongue as soon as we removed the big ball- gag that had stretched her jaw wide for several days. She didn't even struggle as we removed all her clothing, discovering she had small tits, which we squeezed and slapped, a hairless cunt and a flat ass. Her cunt was tight and her asshole tighter. I had trouble even getting my thumb into her ass. She didn't as much scream as go *umphhh*. We carried the passive Asian bitch to the table, where so many other wonderful tortures had been carried out. She shook her head and repeated the same thing over and over. I guess it was, "no, no, please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me." Well, of course we were going to hurt her! We tied her by her neck and narrow waist firmly to the table-top. Then we got some block of wood, a hammer and pliers. "All right, Jonny," I said playfully, "break her!" We started with her toes. I grabbed the little one on her right foot with the pliers, squeezed hard enough to make bone crunch, and then jerked it across. The Asian cried out softly in pain, but mainly it was her face that did the talking -- streaked in tears, her face muscles clenched and reclenched; her eyes alternatingly tightly closed or wide open. Jonny got a second pair of pliers and began breaking the small, tender toes of her left foot as I broke the ones on her right. Big toe --- *CRUNCH, SNAP* she jerked in pain, hands trying to reach down to stop us, but not of course reaching. Next toe --- *CRUNCH, SNAP* I took the palm of my hand and moved all her broken toes around, listening to the cracked bones crunch and grind together, mixed with the soft exotic wails of our lovely. Middle toe -- *SNAP, CRUNCH* I was getting hard again just from thinking how much pain she must be in. Then I looked at her suffering face and got an instant boner. Agony added to her beauty. Finally, both Jonny and I were done destroying her toes. We played with them a little, enjoying the crunching. Then I took a log and placed it between her ankles. Jonny held one of her smooth legs against it while I took a hammers and hammered her ankle with all my might. The bone easily broke beneath the blow, and the Asian grimaced even more. Smiling, I gave the hammer to Jonny, and he wacked her other ankle. Next, we repeated that process on each knee. Slowly, we were breaking this girl. Her agonized moans were low but constant. They were pleasant to listen to. When we came up to her waist, my dick throbbed at the sight of her tight pussy. I had to punish it. So I ordered Jonny to slowly break her thigh joints while I went and got a hack-saw from the toolkit. I lifted up her waist and put it resting down on the teeth of the blade. The I sawed the blade against her ass for a while; then I took the bloody blade, put it against her labia and sawed those away as well. At this point, Jonny had broken both of her thighs, and finally the stupid pig was giving us the screams our efforts deserved. "Listen to that Jonny; you never will hear a finer sound. Too bad we have to do this one so quickly. She really should be made to suffer longer." While Jonny started snapping her frail fingers, I lowered my head and gently licked her nipples. They tasted like salt and sweat. I clenched her nipple firmly between my teeth, and bit down, tearing and teasing it until to tore loose with a splatter of blood. Holding her nipple in my mouth, I went to her face, forced her screaming jaw open and frenched her, forcing her own nipple down her throat with my tongue. During this, my eyes stared deeply into hers, and their inky blackness reflected only suffering. While my son got to bite off her other nipple and french her, I took a hammer and began cracking her ribs, one by one, *SMACK*SMACK*CRUNCH*CRUNCH*. One must have pierced a lung, cause she puked blood and had trouble drawing in enough air to make her fine screams. We broke her wrist and elbows with my bare hands easily, she was so tiny. Then I took a hack-saw and sawed off her arms, forcing one into her bloody cunt and the other into her asshole. Jonny broke off her teeth and cracker her jaw by repeatedly hitting her face. Broke her nose the same way... It was then we heard the first helicopter, and we quickly collected our stuff and ran into the woods. I was expecting a big news report about it the next day, but there never was. Maybe the cabin was too far out for anyone to pay attention too. Or maybe, the rangers walked into the makeshift torture chamber and just laughed at what they saw... Could happen.