My Trial--Part Three

It seemed Jim was determined to keep true to his word. For the next few hours (according to the clock above the door), he and Holly brought all sorts of toys out of the closet to try on me. No matter what they crammed into me, I still did not utter a sound, and I was past the point of trying to fight back. I was pretty sore though, and ready to bite Holly for her continuation of raping me. She was nothing but an overly-horney slut! Jim got frustrated enough to turn me over onto my stomach and slap my butt repeatedly, hard enough to bring moisture to my eyes. But still, I remained mute. I didn't even bother to ask where I was, or why Holly and Jim had been at my college in the first place, for it was obvious that they weren't going back any time soon. So I was left to assume they had just been posing as students, for some reason...

Holly was just about ready to mount on me again when my stomach rumbled. She proposed that if I were to moan at least once, they'd let me eat. I didn't even reply, idly looking up to the ceiling. Being raped, abused, starved...what a wonderful way to live, I thought sarcastically. It was getting stuffy in the room, so Jim opened the door. He looked at me for a long time, watching as Holly swirled her fingers against my lips and rubbed against my G-spot, giggling when she saw my thighs shiver every time she went over the very sensitive spot. I tried not to look over at Jim, but his quiet anger was oddly amusing me, and it was a good distraction from the vixen's playing. He glared at me, stroking his chin with one hand. I felt a chill run down my spine, however, as his eyes lit up.

"Holly, go get the whip." Holly paused, having just extended a claw to see how far she could prick into me without causing damage, and looked over her shoulder at him. But then she pounced to her feet, licking the hand she had used to 'pleasure' me as she pranced out of the room. Jim came to stand over me again...I hadn't really moved from my splayed spot on the bed, but now I suddenly wished my legs weren't so spread open at the moment. He stuck his big fingers through the lips of my pussy, feeling the moisture Holly had managed to get out of me. He continued to slip further into me, going in deeper than he had with his cock the other night. I tensed, catching hold of my breath. I was so sore, I could almost cry out at the pain! And I almost did as Jim tried to dig further into me, and he must have caught me biting my bottom lip firmly; for he smirked and lifted his hand out, only to jam it back in again. It hurt so bad that I expelled my breath in a hurtful gasp. Holly appeared a moment later, holding a coiled black whip in her hands as she curiously watched Jim. He jabbed his fingers back into me again, and my body shuddered.

Then the rest happened so quickly. Jim backed off and laid himself flat on the floor, and Holly tugged me up and made me straddle his muscular form, just above his bulge. Holly uncoiled the whip, coming to stand somewhere behind me.

"Here's the deal, Frey." Jim said as he stuck his fingers in me again, but not nearly as deep this time, positioning his fingers around my clit and his middle fingernail right on my G-spot. "Holly will whip you until you make a noise, whether it is by pain or from the orgasm I'm going to give you." Then it began, and I winced as he started to rub rather rousingly on those sensitive spots with rapid speed, his fingernail scratching along the G-spot. I was unprepared for the fiery pain that arched across my back as Holly made the first blow, but I was so stunned that I didn't make a noise. The nerves in my legs were twitching from Jim's efforts, and a violent orgasm was on the way that hurt more than pleased. I clenched my eyes shut, shivering in pain and misery. No, I refused to make a sound for them! But Holly only managed to get two more lashings in before a cry of pain and violent pleasure tore from my lips, my body thinking on its own as my hips rocked desperately against Jim's still rapidly moving hand, screaming as I tilted my head back and let my own milky-white substance spill out on the bovine. But even after the painful orgasm Jim continued to rub me, satisfaction written all across his face and eyes as I brought my head back down to earth.

I couldn't take it anymore--I crumpled off of him, whimpering at the pain in my pussy and back. But Jim hadn't had enough, for he laid me out flat on my back and spread my legs, still rubbing with a ferocity that had me screaming but too tired to do a dang thing about it!

"Please, stop!" I sobbed, writhing beneath him. That's when he changed his tactics, taking his hand out but getting on me, then violently thrusting his thick, black cock into my soaping, painful depths. I don't know how long I screamed or if I even went through any more orgasms, but I began to black out and lose my voice. But I noticed as Holly tried to push the bovine off of me, yelling at him and even biting into his tail. But nothing would stop this beast as he sought out his own pleasure, and suddenly Holly ran out of sight. There was nothing but fiery pain for me, a steady stream of cool tears sliding down my cheeks. I honestly just wanted to die. Jim moaned and continued to rock into me as his seed hit hotly into my clit.

That's when it happened, that's when I was saved. Jim wasn't pounding into me anymore, and my vision cleared enough to see a large, nicely built black tom cat beating the crap out of the bovine! I don't know where I got the energy from, but I slowly managed to sit up as Jim fell to the ground near the bed, out cold and bleeding from various scratches and from his nose. Holly was cowering against the now-closed door, and the tom advanced on her, grabbing her by the upper arms and lifting her up to his eye level.

"Tell me, in full detail, what you have done to her." the tom growled, his ears laid back on his head. Wow, he was tall. In a shaky voice Holly explained everything truthfully, from the start of Jim raping me in the dorm, to her raping me constantly, to the toys, the whipping, and now. The black tom was obviously furious, but he managed to keep his voice calm as he flung the vixen over onto the bed. "Stay there. You aren't going to get away without punishment this time." Then he turned to me, a flash of concern filtering into his eyes as he knelt before me. "I'm going to set you outside, and I'll be right with you to get you cleaned up." his voice was so gentle, so reassuring that I felt myself fall into his warm security, managing a nod. With graceful fluidity he scooped me up, somehow managing to avoid the gashes on my back. He set me down in the hallway, then crossed back and swung the door shut behind him.

But it didn't shut all the way, and there was a pretty big crack for me to see what was going on. Holly was silent, obediently laying down on her back and spreading her legs open wide at the tom's order. I watched in an odd, dizzy fascination as a very large and thick, pink pulsing cock slid out of its sheathe, and I began to realize the form of this punishment. Holly's small hips and smaller sex would have a hard time swallowing that big boy! The black cat thrust in hard, throwing his weight behind it and holding it there until Holly stopped squirming. It only took a couple more of his forceful thrusting until the fox with screaming in pain and wriggling to get free.

"Holly, did Jim release into her?"

"N-no--UHN!" The tom thrust even harder into her, making the head of the bed slam into the wall with a loud thud. I could see a small trickle of blood running down Holly's vibrant orange fur...

"Let's try that again. Did Jim release his seed into her?"

"Yes," Holly sobbed, breathing hard.

"How many times?"

"I don't---UHH!" Another thrust, if not harder than the last. "Terry, s-stop--UHHH!" Yet another thrust, leaving the fox trembling. But to my amazement, I only felt a tinge of sorrow for her. But otherwise, she deserved this, and I was enjoying the sight of her suffering. Wait...Terry? "Two times, two times!" Holly cried. The cat smirked down at her then, rotating his hips so that his cock swirled in circles in her small pussy. His dick wasn't even that far in, only a little bit past the head. Holly squirmed, but it was no use, she was trapped.

“How many times did you fuck her?” Terry said in a low menacing voice. Holly whimpered, but couldn’t manage to say anything. So Terry pounded into her again a good three times until Holly was screaming up a fit, blood soaking into the bed covers and her fur.

“At the l-least, five. The most, t-twelve.” the fox gasped out.

“Hmm. In that case…twelve for twelve, then? We’ll make it rounds.”

Holly’s pleading cries and screaming soon lost my interest, and I actually slid off to sleep. I awoke when I heard Terry loudly groan out his release, the white fluids gushing over the sides of Holly’s pussy. With a wet sucking sound Terry slid his cock out of her, and the vixen fell back on the pillows, exhaustion and pain making her faint. He was picking me up before I knew it, cradling me with the greatest care.

“Little kitten, rest be assured that they will not ever touch you again. They have abused the pleasure of sex…and I hope I can show you the right of it. After you recover, of course.”

“Okay,” I said softly, my head limply leaning against his broad chest as my eyes closed. “But why did you…”

“Hurt her? Because what she did to you is against the rules here. Rape is only used as a punishment to be inflicted by the higher authorities, including myself. We will talk later, my love…sleep.”

His voice did just that, and I was taken away from my throbbing pain and into the peaceful, dark blankets of sleep.

[ My Trial—Part Four coming soon! This was the only really ‘dark’ part of this series, so if you were worried about that, you can be reassured that the rest of the story will be more pleasurable.]