Melissa doubleteaming conclusion
by Madman



We were off to a good start, but it was basically just our warmup. Zack was
going to have to endure much more intense pain before we would be done with
him. I roughly rolled him over to his stomach and sat on the back of his head,
forcing his face into the mat. Then I grabbed both his wrists and yanked both
his arms up behind his back with a double hammerlock. . . . .Kelly got a dildo
from the table and we briefly lifted Zack's head off the mat so he could see
it. She told Zack to beg her to fuck him up his ass with it. When he asked why
would he do so, I responded. Pulling harder on his arms, I told him that I
would break both his arms if didn't obey Kelly's order. . . . .When Zack
complied and begged Kelly I let up just a bit on my hammerlocks but still kept
his arms under my control and in pain. She took the dildo and tried to ram it
up Zack's ass. He screamed in pain, but the dildo did not penetrate him
deeply. Kelly commented that it needed lubrication. She got some super strong
hot sauce from het table and spread it all over the dildo. Now she was able to
force it all the way in and Zack was in unbelievable agony from the hot sauce
burning the inside of his butt. To add to his agony, I jerked back hard on his
arms. This might be the most pain we have ever inflicted on Zack, but we were
going to try and exceed it right now . . . .Kelly asked Zack which one of us
was hurting him the most. He didn't want to anger either of us so he told her
that he couldn't say because both of us were hurting him badly. Kelly then
told him that she would have to crank up his pain so that he would be able to
answer that question. She pushed down hard on the dildo and twisted it while I
continued the pressure on his arms. We kept this up until we could sense that
Zack was going to pass out from the pain. We wanted him conscious so he could
continue to feel pain. . .

So far Kelly had administered the majority of the punishment and I wanted a
few minutes to work Zack over by myself. Kelly was fine with that and said she
would enjoy watching it as long as I really put it to him. I told her not to
worry, I would inflict plenty of pain on him. . . . .I decided to focus my
attack on Zack's neck. Being that it was Saturday, there were no classes so he
would spend the entire day doing his chores on the house. I thought it would
be fun watching him struggle through them with a sore neck. I straddled Zack's
back, locked my hands under his chin and pulled back hard. This was my version
of a modified Boston crab. The Boston crab mainly puts pressure on the
victim's back, my version attached his neck. After working that hold for what
I deemed a sufficient period of time, I moved on to my next neck twist.

.I pulled Zack by his ears to a seated position and knelt down behind him.
With one hand beside each side of his head, I twisted it hard and violently
back and forth from left to right. I could actually hear a crackling sound as
I stretched the tendons and ligaments in his neck. . . . .Now that his neck
was sore and injured it was time to apply my most devastating and brutal neck
hold. I hauled Zack up to his feet by his hair and one arm. He was unable to
stand so I had Kelly hold him upright while I set my hold. I stood back to
back against him and reached back to cup his chin in my hands. Leaning
forward, I lifted Zack completely off the mat and forced his damaged neck to
support his full body weight. Naturally it was unable to and Zack was in
exquisite agony immediately. Five or ten seconds would have been more than
adequate to get the maximum out of this hold, but I kept it on for over a
minute because I was really enjoying making him suffer in it. . . .When I
finally released my hold, Zack dropped to the mat on his back. He rubbed his
neck and I could tell by the angle of his head that his neck was already
stiffening. Kelly wanted to finish by attacking his dick and balls, so she
ordered him to remove his jockstrap. He was so beaten down that he had trouble
complying. Kelly gave him her customary kick to the ribs and impatiently
demanded that he hurry up. . . . .When Zack was able to remove his jockstrap,
I grabbed his ankles while Kelly grabbed his wrists and we placed him on his
back on our weightlifting bench. Then we loaded the barbell with 180 pounds of
weight and set it on his chest. Zack is too weak to get the weights off his
chest when he is fresh, let alone when he is beaten down

. "Look how cute he looks" Kelly said sarcastically. "He can barely breathe.
Maybe we should be good girls and help him out." . . . .Kelly was on one side
of the bench and I was on the other. We rolled the weight toward Zack's feet.
When it went over his balls and dick, he screamed in pain. Kelly and I burst
out laughing and rolled it back up to about his navel. We rolled it back and
forth between his navel and his mid thigh about twenty times and this grand
finale was likely the most painful part of the whole session.

. .Zack just lay on the bench, literally trembling with pain and fear. Kelly
and I gathered up our toys that we used on him. Before we left, Kelly gave
Zack her traditional hard slap to his face and told him not to stay downstairs
for long and that if he didn't complete all his chores that we would do this
all over again. Both of us were laughing as we went upstairs. It was still
early in the day and I knew it was going to be a great day.