Chapter 11

Coach Robinson had knocked Frank unconscious, pulling him off Betty and leaving him to his friends. Annette was still hanging from the ceiling, her arms and legs now feeling as if they would tear from her body at any second.

"That was good. Your mother performed very well, considering. I'm sorry about what happened there, but Frank apparently gets carried away at times."

David lowered Annette to the floor until her left foot finally touched. Someone unfastened the wrist cuff that held her arm and its opposite leg together. In a moment she was freed.

"Hey, how about the double chair, Coach? These two really turn onto the electricity. Let's give 'em somethin' to moan about. You know?"

Coach Robinson smiled, nodding in approval. "Good idea, David. Then we can throw them to the crowd. After that, they'll be more than willing to satisfy some of the boys."

Annette shrank back against Jack Robinson, terrified.

"We're going to break out the transformer again--but this time with a new twist," Jack said.

"Transformer?" Annette looked curiously up at the coach while she saw her mother jerking upright from the floor.

"No, no, not again! Not again!" Betty cried.

"What is it, Mother?"

David and Jack were drawing two of the nearby chairs forward, putting them face to face about six feet apart. Only now did Annette see the straps on the legs and armrests. There was a black box nearby she guessed was the transformer, long black wires leading from it.

Annette was dragged to one chair and flung down hard, her tits flopping against one another. The crowd of boys grew quiet once more, watching as David fastened the leather straps around Annette's arms.

"Careful, David. We don't want to hurt her too much. See? Don't put the leather over the chafed marks. We don't want to see bone."

The grotesque command made the teen shiver. What was worse was the finishing touch--the attachment of the leather thong around her ankles. She was bound once more, sitting in a chair that somehow reminded her of those pictures of electric chairs in Sing Sing.

Betty was next. Annette watched as some boys scooped her mother easily off the floor and put her in the chair facing her.

The teen stiffened. The girl watched with horrified fascination as David and the others unwound some of the wires which were all tangled together.

"We'll start with you first, Annette, considering you haven't done this before and will need some time to adjust to it," David said.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead and shoulders. Annette watched as David approached her with two clamps, black wires trailing behind them.

"What are they for?"

"Your nipples, Annette. They're for your nipples. When we get through with you, you're going to be wired to the transformer via your mother. And then... well, you can guess what's going to happen then."

Annette whimpered, watching the clamps open. He rubbed the cold metal against her nipples before letting the tiny teeth bite down on her pink nubs.

The teen closed her eyes, shuddering with horror and fear. Her mother had endured this and survived. She would too. But the pain she would have to go through was what worried Annette the most.

"Now, for your cunt and asshole. Your mother can tell you about this," Coach Robinson said when the girl was about to scream out an objection.

"It's useless, Annette. They're going to have their way, dear. Save your strength," Betty warned in a hoarse voice.

Annette blushed again as David stuck long skinny wires into her, first one up her cunt, then another up her asshole. The girl shifted position as best she could, feeling terribly uncomfortable with the wires and clamps attached to her. She looked at her mother. Coach Robinson was sliding a long wire up her mother's pussy.

"You see, Annette, you two are being connected... here," he began, pointing to several wires leading from each woman to a control box. "It's kind of switching house for electrons. When you move a dial on your little box there, current will flow to your mother. And the same thing will happen when she turns her dial."

David taped a small box on the right armrest, well within reach of Annette's fingers.

"We're finishing up with this, so just be patient. This is one good way to warm up a pussy."

A small gray box was taped to Betty's chair as well. Final inspection was made, then Coach Robinson went over to Annette. David switched on the transformer, and the others stood by and waited, several scratching their pricks in hungry anticipation.

"Now, the power's on, Annette. It's easy from now on. All you have to do is press here, twisting the dial clockwise... there, like that," Coach Robinson said.