Chapter 21

The Mask held her panties to one side both his thumbs spreading her labia teasing her clit. Stacey wriggled the gag and head sack still in place. He twisted a fore finger into her hole, turning it back and forth like he was clearing out her tube. Stacey could feel his familiar fat finger tickling inside her but could do nothing like usual. "How had she ever got herself into this mess?" She thought to herself trying to ignore his pussy attentions.

Suddenly Debbie felt the hood been tugged off and she blinked and shook her hair from her face. "Might as well let you watch," sneered the face masked man. He was in a one piece boiler suit with nothing underneath, his hairy arms and neck looking as greasy and unwashed as ever. The crooked zipper mask made him look like some freakish evil clown the leather always looking shiny and wet. She could see the bare long legs and ultra waif body of the other girl. It was strange but now she seemed even surer she knew her. First she'd heard the few words and startled cry when she had opened the back door. The girl had a bimbo type voice a little nasally, reminiscent of her sisters best friend. Now the girls figure matched and Debbie's gut turned in embarrassment." Oh fuck it can't be, no it's can't!"

Her eyes widened in horror as she saw what the Mask had in his hand. It was a cordless pistol grip screwdriver. The type you use to screw shelving together with. On the tip where the interchangeable bit should be the Mask had fashioned his own device. It was a long narrow dildo. One that looked like a mans cock flesh coloured with life like ribs. It was stuck or attached in some way to the chuck head. The dildo drooped as the Mask held the pistol grip like a weapon the rubber shaft been very soft and malleable. The Mask gave a quick press of the trigger and the cock began to spin at maybe two or more revolutions a second the length straightening out to a more firm rod."Whhhhrrrrrrrrr!"

Debbie tried to shout but could only release muffled grunts. Stacey herself tried to move but was pushed back down her hood still thankfully on. The Mask barked an order.

"Open up you little bitch. Com, on I know you've taken a lot bigger than this." He spread her lips taking his finger off the trigger the rod coming to a stop. He pressed the motionless tip at her tight little entrance.

The narrow pencil type cock eased into Stacey's pussy the girl tensing a little. "What was it? It felt soft but long, was it his cock? No, no it can't be more like plastic." She moaned as the length continued in deeper and deeper."Oh god what is it?"

Debbie couldn't look away from the pinned girl, her thighs wide apart, the power tool cock almost all the way in. The van rumbled along and in the poor roof lit half light she saw the Mask's zipper mouth dribbling spittle as he delighted in his little game.

Stacey bucked as the rubber tip nudged her cervix. The Mask pushed again to make sure, then he pressed the trigger again.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" Stacey convulsed in surprise her pussy shuddering to a confusing spinning intruder. The whine of the device told her as much as the rotating sensation in her shaft; the rubber cock vibrating against her walls as it spun with the forceful power of a fully charge battery."Mmmmmmmm!"

The Mask marvelled at the blurring shaft as it made the young woman's lips and clitoral hood vibrate in time to the electric hum. He twisted the gun higher knowing the cock would bend inside her but still keep spinning trying to straighten back out."Mmmmmmmmm!"

He pushed his hand under her head sack tearing the tape from her mouth."Ooohhhhh uggh, uuggghh oh, oh, ohh, Jesus ugghhhhhhh no, no, oooohhhhhhh!" He wanted to hear her shriek as her insides heated up with the frction.

Debbie blinked in disbelief the man twisting the drill like he was trying to force a large screw into some plank."Oooohhhhhhh uggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!"

"Oh my God it is Stacey I'm sure!" Debbie thought her mind swimming with embarrassment and fear.