Chapter 42: That Would be Telling

"Heck, Kathy," Rudolph grinned, "that wasn't a good one," he clipped the ground cable to the next battery, "but this one is."

The teeth of the alligator clip sank into the battery's positive pole. A yellow flash of electricity bit back. It first tore its way into Kathy's womanhood then attempted to gnaw off her left ankle. Kathy tried to scream but no sound could she make as her body spasamed like Jell-O in an earthquake and she spewed a yellow stream onto the concrete floor.

"There you go, THAT'S a good one!" Rudolph guffawed as Kathy fought to keep her rubbery legs from slipping out from under her on the wet floor. "Now, let's give this other pretty lady a try."

Mommy clinched her jaw and steadied herself as much as she could as the clips were applied to the next battery. Nothing happened. "Well, that one goes in the recharge pile," Rudolph shrugged. "Hum, let's give this one a try." The potent current bowled down the red cable and literally knocked Mommy off her feet. She convulsed violently as her bound breasts bore her weight and she added her fluids to the puddle that was spreading out across the cold gray floor.

"We got a winner! Look at them titties," the driver slapped his knee, "they're stretchin' ever' which way!"

"Okay, set her loose." Rudolph barked. The driver quickly sliced the ropes that held Mommy aloft. She collapsed into the yellow sea and wailed loudly as her still-tied breasts slapped -- pop -- against her chest.

"Mommy!" Kathy pleaded as the driver untied her hair and hoisted her over his shoulder. "I want my Mommy," she lamented as he bent her over a rough wood sawhorse and secured her ankles and wrists to its unfinished legs.

"Your Mommy's gonna be just fine, little one," the driver positioned himself behind the helpless girl. "Now, how long has it been since you've made whoopee with a Trojan?"

Kathy answered with a sharp "EEEeeeph? as the driver poked some kind of gritty lubricant up her back door and an even shriller "OOOpppaaahhh" when he slid in his massive man-sausage. He was much bigger than her Daddy!

"How long d'ya say?"

"Aaaaahhhhhagggghhh!"

"Well, that's too long!" With a series of sharp, grainy jerks, he drove his full thirteen inches into Kathy's bowels. She soon felt the smack of his balls as the driver rammed her with increasing force and furry.

"Mommy!" Kathy cried as she saw Rudolph tie the still-stunned blonde to another sawhorse and apply identical treatment. She couldn't believe the size of the member or the look of submission when Mommy realized her situation.

Mommy didn't make a sound as Rudolph plumbed her depths or when he make himself at home in her throat. And she only gurgled as she accepted his spew down her throat. But she whimpered timidly as she licked him clean once the job was done.

"Boy, howdy, that some tight butthole," Rudolph swatted her hard between her cheeks. "I'm going have to stretch you out a bit."

Just then the driver's dam burst inside Kathy, flooding her with thick globs. Then, before she realized what was happening, she was loosed from the sawhorse and thrown unceremoniously into the filthy car trunk. Mommy soon joined her and the two Trojans looked down on them as they lay sprawled atop the greasy tires and auto parts.

"If you think it's dirty now, just wait'll deer season," the snaggletooth driver hee-hawed.

"We can't possibly do this every week." Mommy protested weakly as she struggled to free her breasts from their rope prisons. "You'll electrocute us."

"Oh, no, Ma'am," Rudolph retorted. "We've got us a bunch of Congressional wives coming to help us with these old batteries."

"Yeah, and a whole busload of cheerleaders, too." the driver rubbed his hands in anticipation.

"So, we'll be finished with 'em by the time we pick you girls up next week," Rudolph winked. "But, don't worry, we got plenty of chores for you.

"Oh, by the way, you two, start letting your pubes grow out," he

commanded, "cause you're gonna need 'em."

"Wha, what are you going to make us do?" Kathy asked meekly.

"Now, that would be tellin'," Rudolph roared as he slammed the trunk.

"But, Mommy," Kathy whined in the dingy darkness, "pubes are out this year."

"I know, Honey," Mommy wrapped her daughter in her arms, "but we have to do as we're told."

"Oh-kay, Mommy," Kathy sighed as the car backfired to life, "I guess I shouldn't be such a slave to fashion.?