gravel by the merry-go-round, heard matches being scraped into life.
The night burst into flame.
Panicking, Liz glanced around. Fountains of multi-colored sparks burst skyward in torrents. They were much like the spark-stream the dark man had used to torture her tits, but much fuller and thicker. Liz's captors had set nearly a dozen spewing cone fireworks around the platform and lit three of them. The leaping jets of brilliant fire glinting in her eyes, Liz glanced around, forgetting completely the cock stuck in her mouth as she tried to figure out what was going on.
Then the platform started to turn.
'Mmm?' Liz tried to ask a question, and found the man feeding more of his cock into her mouth. She washed it absent-mindedly with her hot tongue, still wondering what was happening. The man's maniacal laugh roared over the hissing of the fire-fountains.
Then Liz's naked ass passed through the fire stream of one of the spewing cones.
'Mmmm! Nnnh!' Squeals of agony burst around the hot cock sliding inexorably between the girl's lips. The fiery blast of the cone had singed her bare butt the way the sparks from the hand-held sparkler had singed her tits. The stream from the cones seemed hotter, more concentrated, but before her tender skin could be seared, her ass was out of the geyser of fire.
Almost immediately her ass was in the blast of another cone. She felt the flashing sparks wash over one rounded butt cheek, then shoot for a brief, awful instant right up the furrow between her buttocks, searing her puckered asshole with a kiss of agony. Then the other mound of assflesh was bathed in the jet, and blessed cool air was soothing her singed rump.
The dark man grabbed handfuls of Liz's hair on either side of her head and enthusiastically pumped his cock in and out of her tear-streaked face. With her butt being periodically scorched by the miniature volcanoes, she wasn't exactly working at sucking the prick pistoning in and out of her mouth, but that didn't seem to matter. Her screams and agonized struggles seemed to be more than enough to make the sadist happy! She could feel the thrumming tension of his cock, knew that it was only a matter of time before he blew an overwhelming flood of jism down her gulping throat.
It was also only a matter of time before Liz went crazy from the pain. 'Ngh! Ngahh!' she cried as her ass was once more tickled by the cone-shaped torches. She wanted to bite down on the sliding prick and share some of her agony with her tormentor, but somehow there was no strength in her jaws for anything but screaming.
The blazing light had begun to flicker. The night was reasserting itself, and Liz suddenly realized the fire- fountains were shrinking. Her ass felt a diminished upward shower of sparks, and then the cones died out. She breathed a sigh of relief; at least that was over, with!
Then three more cones began roaring, spewing sparks into the air.
Once more Liz went through hell. Her jaws ached from screaming, and from her mouth being held forcibly by the bar of hot cock thrust between them. But the ache in her jaws was nothing to the shrieking torment in her ass as her lush butt was held for brief, awful instants in the fiery breath of the cones.
It was diabolically clever. The short intervals of time that her ass was exposed to the sparks were not long enough for her lovely butt to be damaged or disfigured, only enough for the nerves in her sensitive rump to begin their shrill song of agony.
The second relay of fountains died. Liz had a few short seconds of reprieve before the last set flared up. 'Unnnh!' she groaned as her ass was blasted by a fresh stream of hot flame.
The jerkings of the cook in her wet mouth had become more urgent. As she shrieked and squirmed, her mouth moved over the pistoning prick and filled the cock with exotic and wonderful sensations.
His face coated with sweat, the dark man looked down at his captive. Her lovely face, and her mouth so violently – if unwillingly – sucking his rigid cock, were obscured by a curtain of the girl's hair.
But her naked body was clearly visible. The twin hillocks of her lush butt were illuminated in silhouette, back lit by the awful glare of the fountains. Each time her rump was bathed from behind by the spark-streams, her screams and struggled increased dramatically.
It was fantastic, but it was too much to take any longer. Before the flame-jets of the last set of cones had died down, the man felt his balls explode. He fucked his cock to the hilt in Liz's face, and bellowed like a bull.
When his cock drove past the back of the girl's mouth and down her throat, she knew what to expect. Nonetheless, she choked on the first spurt of jism his cock fired down her throat. The cock slid out of her mouth to the knob and spat come again, filling her mouth with his acrid come.
She screamed again as sparks flayed her butt. She choked on a new load of come, felt the potent spunk spew from her mouth as the cock plunged back down her gulping throat. Some of the come got into her nasal passages from the inside and she choked again, come dribbling from her nostrils as well as her mouth.
Finally the cock pulsed a final time, the tip drooling a thin stream of jism down her gagging throat, and began to go limp. The girl realized the fires of the last cone were out. It would be a while before the first in her tortured butt went out, however.
The man pulled his limp prick slowly from her mouth.
'Gah!' she said, spitting out the last inch of the prick with as much of his nasty jism as she could. 'Oh, my ass! Oh, it's horrible!'
The man laughed. Holding a handful of hair, he grabbed his cock with his other hand and began smearing his jism from his prick over his victim's face.
'Oh, that's just a little taste to whet your appetite,' he promised, in a voice that was hoarse with sadistic lust. 'Just wait till you see what happens next!'
Cringing away from the sliminess of the spit diluted come being rubbed all over her cheek, Liz became aware of low, bestial grunts coming from nearby. She glanced in the direction the orgiastic sounds were loudest. Black-baked Wanda was on her hands and knees in the gravel, moaning rhythmically, sounding as if she were in pain as horrid as Liz's ass had been, subjected to the flame-fountains.
But Wanda's torment was of a different kind. On his knees in the gravel behind her, Danny had his big cock jammed into her asshole, and was fucking her big butt for all he was worth. Her denim skirt was thrown up around her waist to bare her ass for his mighty cock.
Seeing where she was looking, the man released Liz's head and stood back.
'Does that look good to you, baby?' he asked. 'You like to have something shoved up your butt too? Well, I'm sure something can be arranged!'
Liz held back a groan. With her butt just recently cooked, and before that, cruelly whipped, she wasn't too eager to be fucked up the ass. But if that kept the man from doing anything more bizarre and excruciating to her, then he could butt-fuck her all night long!
He bent down to pick something up off of the platform as the merry-go-round wound slowly to a stop, now that Danny and Wanda had quit turning it. He came up with another firework in his hands. It was a tube, thicker than the hand-held rod, and set into a square wooden base. With one strong twist, the man broke off the base. He examined the butt of the tube for a moment, then nodded.
'All right,' he said. He bent over Liz's rump. She screamed as he laid a hand on a pain-filled asscheek. His palms were sweaty with lust and exertion, and the salt of his perspiration filled her tender rump with fresh fire.
'Ow!' she cried, as he thrust his thumb up her asshole. 'What are you doing?'
He got the tip of his forefinger into her poopchute, then two, and with his fingers pried open the entryway of her shapely butt. Then he deftly stuck the lower end of the cardboard tube into her asshole and pulled his hand from her ass.
Liz gasped with discomfort as her butthole snapped into a taut fleshy ring around the inch thick tube. It was as bad as having a cock up her ass!
'What are you doing?' she asked again, her voice tense.
'What do you think?' the dark man asked, and lit the fuse.
A stream of red sparks flamed from the free end of the tube. Liz felt the tube pushing its way further up her asshole. But that was the least of her worries. Before the thrust of the jet had pushed the fountain much farther into her butt, the intolerable flame within the tube would have burned its way down and be burning within her ass!
Hysterical fear threatened to break her. 'NOOO!' she shrieked. 'Get it out! Nooo! Gah!' The tube was already
