Nazz woke up to hear the Spies singing a chorus rendition of the Terminator theme song. She opened her eyes to notice Alex wearing sunglasses and holding a shotgun. She had a ball gag in her mouth, and she could taste that it had been used quite a lot.
"Prepare to be Lesbinated." Alex said in her best Arnold Schwartzenegger impression.
Suddenly everyone heard a very loud interruption.
"DOUBLE D! I'M SICK OF GETTING HURT BECAUSE OF YOUR PSYCHO GIRLFRIENDS!" Eddy screamed from outside of the room.
The spies gave each other extremely annoyed looks.
"...One moment." Alex said, with a psycho expression.
The spies opened the door, and the life instantly drained from Eddy.
"W-Wait! I'm sorry! I ju-"
Alex grabbed Eddy by the throat while Clover grabbed him by the crotch. The two immediately threw him down the stairs, sending Eddy crashing and banging all the way down.
"Ow...stupid friggin'-"
Suddenly a lamp was hurled down the stairs, hitting Eddy directly in the nuts. Eddy passed out from the pain, which was pretty lucky for him considering he couldn't keep his mouth shut.
The two spies returned upstairs.
"Sorry about that. Any wa- HEY!"
They returned to see Sam eating a bowl of beans and farting in Nazz's face. Nazz looked like she was about to vomit.
"What the fuck Sam?! Why did you start without us!?" Clover asked, quite angry and disappointed.
"Sorry, I was just eating some beans and came up with the idea."
Clover noticed that Cars 2 happened to be playing on the TV, and everything made sense.
"I see. Well then, we gotta make this super PAINful, and TORTurous…" Clover said with emphasis.
Nazz shook her head "no" and let out muffled begging for forgiveness. But alas, God was not as merciful as she had assumed. Or the Spies, in this case.
"Aight, it's cunt busting time. Spread her legs, girls." Sam ordered.
Clover and Alex forcibly spread Nazz's legs, as she was tied up in nothing but her bra and underwear.
"MMFFF! MMF MFF MMFFFMFMFMFF!" Nazz pleaded, her eyes growing wide with fear.
"Hear that?! It's the sound of NO ONE CARING! Also, I can't understand what you're saying, so..." Sam replied.
Before Nazz could whine more, Sam kicked her hard in the crotch with her boots.
"MMMMMFFFFFFF!" Nazz yelled, in way, WAY more pain than she anticipated.
"Wait, does getting kicked in the crotch hurt for girls? This is news to me…" Alex asked.
"Well, time to find out for sure!" Sam yelled as she kicked Nazz in the vagina again.
"MMMMMFFFFFFFFFFF!" Nazz screamed in pain.
"Yep, it seems painful to me." Clover confirmed.
"NOT PAINFUL ENOUGH!" Sam yelled with rage as she repeatedly kicked Nazz in the crotch.
"MFF! MFF! MMMFF! MEEEEERRRRRRGHHHH!" Nazz yelled in muffled agony.
"Hmmm, yep, that definitely looks like it hurts… do it one more time just to make sure!" Alex sadistically but calmly commented.
Sam backed up to get a running start. Nazz repeatedly shook her head, but she should have known that nothing was going to stop them by now. The NFL theme could be heard in the background.
"HHHHHHYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAA!"
Sam ran up to her and dropkicked her in the pussy as hard as she could, the heels of her boots hitting her square in the hole. Nazz's eyes twitched and bulged as the pain was even worse than she could have possibly anticipated. Unfortunately for her though, this was only the beginning.
"Fire in the hole!" Clover yelled as she pulled out a golf ball and club.
"MNNNNNNNGGGHHH! MMFF MFF MFFMFMFMF!" Nazz begged and pleaded as Sam and Alex held her legs open.
Clover whacked the golf ball and sent it flying at Nazz, hitting her square in the pussy.
"MRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHAAAAAAAA!" Nazz yelled in pain as she desperately tried to close her legs.
Tears streamed down Nazz's face as she silently begged for it to end. The Spies were started to get tired of the cuntbusting and decided to move onto something else. Alex had an idea of what fucked up things they should do.
"Ohhh! You know what we haven't done in a while?"
The other two had an idea of what she was about to say.
"Ass darts!" The Spies yelled in unison.
"Well I was going to say pussy darts, but we can do both!" Alex commented.
Nazz's eyes turned to the size of sandwich plates. She began to freak out, she couldn't handle this stuff as Eddy could. With tears hitting the floor and an imminent mental breakdown, Nazz just lost it from the pain. As well as the thought of pain. Pain is painful, after all.
"Oh geez, I feel kind of bad now…" Alex commented.
"Really? I just want to torture her harder now!" Clover replied.
"Yeah! And remember what she said about Double D!" Sam added.
"...I don't feel bad anymore! Now I'm pissed again! Bend her over!"
Sam and Clover shoved Nazz's face to the ground and put her butt up in the air. Alex grabbed a nice sharp lawn dart and got ready to throw. Nazz could only wait for the impending pain.
"Wait! I almost forgot!" Clover yelled.
She quickly pulled out a red marker and drew a big target map all over Nazz's rear end. The bullseye was Nazz's pussy.
"Awesome! Now, THIS IS FOR DOUBLE D, BITCH!" Alex screamed.
Ales threw the dart and nailed Nazz in her right butt cheek. Nazz cried in muffled screams, while the spies laughed.
"That's ten points!" Sam counted.
"My turn!" Clover said as she got up.
Alex handed her a dart and assisted in holding Nazz down. They didn't bother removing the dart since they were keeping score.
"Hey wait a second, I just remembered something… Kevin mentioned to us earlier that Nazz was his girlfriend!" Sam yelled.
Nazz didn't like the sound of this.
"Oh, REALLY now? Well then, I know exactly where to aim!" Clover replied as she wound her arm up.
A loud baseball jingle began to play as Clover hurled the dart. Nazz braced for the pain, knowing the Spies weren't as merciful as they looked. The dart hit Nazz square in the pussy, impaling her urethra at a diagonal angle.
"MGGGGGGGGGRRRRRFT! RGGGGGHAHAHGFFFFT!" Nazz yelled in a muffled tone as she squirmed around in agony.
"Ooh, that's gotta hurt. Fifty points, MY TURN!" Sam yelled.
Sam grabbed the dart and aimed her shot.
"NFNFNFNFNFNFNFNF!" Nazz begged as the darts wriggled around.
"That sounds like the language of Stupid Cunt for 'please throw another dart at me! I deserve it for being a STUPID FUCKING BITCH!' GOD I FUCKING HATE YOU, NAZZ! AAAAGGGGGHHHH!" Sam yelled as she hurled the dart.
Unfortunately for Nazz, she squirmed at just the wrong time and the dart impaled her clit.
Nazz froze in complete pain, while her eyes started to twitch. This was so horrible that even the Spies cringed at this. Suddenly Nazz dropped to the floor and started yelling like a madman, grabbing her crotch in pain. Unfortunately, that just made it hurt worse.
"Ohhhhhhh…. That looked like it hurt…" Sam said, staring at what she had done.
"Yeah… Maybe we should just do one more thing to her, and call it a day." Alex added.
"What the hell are you girls talking about? We did WAAAAAYYYY worse to Eddy." Clover wondered.
"Yeah, but that's Eddy." Alex responded.
"...Yeah, good point."
The Spies stared at Nazz for a few moments. She was not nearly as fun to fuck with as they thought she would be. Though Clover was having a blast, so she would disagree.
"How about we just do some good old fashion nipple torture?" Sam asked, quite eagerly.
"First off, I have to use up the rest of these lawn darts! These fuckers were expensive okay?!" Clover demanded.
"Go ahead. I'll relax and watch." Sam replied, sitting down and kicking her feet up.
"And I'll go kick Eddy in the nuts! He probably is starting to regain consciousness by now and I need to make sure he uhh… Well honestly because FUCK EDDY!"
Alex ran out of the room, with intent to… Well, you already know what she is going to do, so why should we tell you?
"What the-AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Eddy could be heard yelling from downstairs.
A very loud THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!-ing noise could be heard too. The other Spies decided the noise would be annoying so Sam shut the door.
Nazz wasn't even yelling anymore, now she was just crying while holding her crotch.
"I'd feel bad about this if it wasn't one of my biggest fetishes!" Clover yelled.
"Row row, dart the power!" Sam cheered.
Clover took notes from her 'fans' and hurled a dart at Nazz's left ass cheek, eliciting another muffled scream of pain.
"TEN POINTS! CLOVER MIGHT JUST BE GOING TO THE LESBIAN LAWN DART CHAMPIONSHIP TONIGHT, FOLKS!" Sam yelled.
"This is taking too long, I have a better idea!" Clover yelled as she hooked up her PP-2000 from earlier to the lawn darts.
Nazz was now morbidly nervous.
"BLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAMBLAM!" Clover yelled as darts shot out of the gun, quickly filling Nazz's fleshy rear end up with needles.
You know, it's more impressive than anything that Clover was able to disassemble and reconfigure a machine gun to fire lawn darts within less than a minute...then again, the Spies were also in the KGB at one point.
While this was happening, Alex walked back in with a very proud look on her face.
"Wow! It took exactly a dozen kicks before he blacked out again!"
Clover fired her last shot and gave Alex a sly smile.
"You of all girls would know about Blacking someone…"
Alex's smile quickly turned into a frown.
"Don't make me go all daddy issues on your corn-fed country ass!"
"Joke's on you, my dad LOVES my ass!" Clover replied, sticking her tongue out."
Alex looked like she was about ready to kick some white girl ass, but Sam interjected.
"HEY HEY! You two can fight later, we still need to do some nipple torturing!"
Nazz held back countless tears of unimaginable anal (and vaginal) pain as the darts were hanging from her ass cheeks.
"Oh wait, I have one more dart!" Clover yelled as she picked a dart off the floor and hurled it up Nazz's ass.
"MMMMMMFFFFFFFFGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" Nazz yelled in pain, as the dart impaled her rectum and poked into the outside of her large intestine.
Alright girls, pick her up and torture those titties!" Sam yelled as she gobbled down on Cum-Flavored Popcorn.
Clover and Alex picked Nazz up and each grabbed a nipple. Nazz looked at them both with eyes of tearful and painful mercy. She should have known by now that there would be no mercy.
"TITTY…" Alex started.
"TWISTER!" Clover finished.
The two twisted her nipples in opposite directions. Tears quickly started to flow from her eyes as her sensitive nipples were administered a pain worse than that time Kevin tried to literally ride her like his bike… Didn't end well, let's just say.
"Twist harder, c'mon c'mon!" Sam cheered.
Clover and Alex did exactly that, making Nazz scream with maddening pain.
"Alright then, my turn now!" Sam yelled, pulling out clamps.
Nazz looked at Sam in horror as she figured that she knew what would come next. Much to her surprise, Sam ran up and kicked her in the pussy again, making her drop to her knees and cover her crotch in pain.
"Get subverted, bitch! Pick her back up again, girls!" Sam yelled.
Clover and Alex picked Nazz back up again. Sam put a clamp next to Nazz's nipple as Nazz shook her head and begged for it to not happen.
"It's too late. It's already in motion."
"WELL, PUF IT OUF OF MOFION! NGGGFFFFF!" Nazz yelled.
Sam then put the clamps on both of Nazz's nipples. She also put a third clamp-on Nazz's clit for good measure.
Nazz shook her head slowly as Sam pulled out a remote.
"You pissed me off." Sam said calmly yet coldly as she was about to press a button on the remote.
"Oh, just one second Sam. I'll take that!" Clover said as she yanked the lawn dart out of Nazz's clit, eliciting yet another scream of agony.
"Goddamn it, Clover! I don't want her to pass out before the 'better' torture starts!" Sam yelled.
"I know but like I said, these things were EXPENSIVE! Plus we can't have it getting in the way of the clamps." Clover replied..
"...Fair enough. Anyway, PAIN TRAIN TIME!" Sam yelled as she pressed the button.
The clamps slammed down on Nazz's most sensitive parts like mousetraps. After a few seconds of screaming the pain ended up being too much for Nazz, and she blacked out. The spies simultaneously gave shocked and disappointed gasps.
"Awww… I was hoping she would stay conscious longer…" Sam said, sadly.
"Oh don't worry, she won't stay down for long." Alex evilly replied.
Alex pulled out some jumper cables and put them on the clamps. She then walked over to a generator that was definitely in the room the entire time and hooked them up. Bolts of electricity shot through Nazz, bringing her back to consciousness.
"There! Now you get to be conscious while we leave and make sweet love with Double D!" Alex yelled.
"Yeah, you stupid bitch! Speaking of Double D, he probably wants us to let him out of the shower now." Clover added.
"Probably, I'm sure he is completely clean now!" Sam happily said, while undressing herself.
The spies left the room and made sure to close the door behind them. Nazz laid on the floor, completely traumatized and still in horrible pain from all of the horrible shit that had been done to her. The worst part was that she knew that they would be back at some point.
All of a sudden, Ed came into the room randomly. He pulled her ball gag out and looked upon her with his dumb eyes.
"Ed! Please help me get out of here!" Nazz begged.
"I will help you, my child, for Buttered Toast, is with me." Ed replied.
Nazz hugged Ed's leg and began to rub upon him with her cheek. Not her ass cheek, keep in mind, I mean, like, the cheek on her face.
"Oh, thank you thank you thank you thank you thank-"
Ed then picked Nazz up and tossed her out the window. She yelled in terror from the two-story fall, but the yelling stopped as she landed on someone's car.
"You're welcome! Huh huh!"
Ed then left as randomly as he came.
...At least he TRIED to help, right…?
Nazz was still somehow conscious, although she was in terrible pain and was horribly injured. Though, she would soon really wish that she wasn't awake.
Nazz rolled off the car and landed harshly on the ground. She wanted to just get up and go home, but the pain was just too much. She closed her eyes and wished that she would just black out again. However, the sound of a very familiar voice caused her eyes to shoot open.
"Baaaa!"
Nazz's eyes turned wide.
"Oh, fuck me..."
Victor was about to do just that. He used his teeth to pull Nazz's underwear down, and mounted her.
"WOAH! GET OF-" *cough* Nazz yelled as she coughed up blood.
"YES, VICTOR! GET THE COOCHIE OF PENIS MOISTURIZING!" Rolf yelled, from the rooftops once more.
"Are you stuck up there or-*cough*-something?!" Nazz replied.
"Er, uh...Rolf can neither confirm nor deny that his penis is stuck in the locked windowsill, you see?" Rolf answered.
Nazz's whole body began to shake as Victor lay that pipe, sticking his dongus right into that sweet vajayjay.
"OW! THAT HURTS, SLOW DO-OW!" *cough* *cough* *cough* Nazz just barely managed to yell.
Victor humped Nazz hard, sliding his bright red dick in and out at the speed of bestiality.
"CLAIM YOUR INTERSPECIES WIFE IN THE NAME OF BUTTERED ALLAH!" Rolf yelled.
"Again with that-OW!-stupid Buttered Toast stuff?!" Nazz yelled.
Rolf got very angry with this. He tore the windowsill out and jumped off the roof, running towards Nazz's front side. He grabbed Nazz's blonde hair and looked her dead in the eyes.
"You know not of which you speak, whore of the cul de sac! To prevent you from getting further punished, Rolf shall keep you quiet with his flute of meaty justice, yes?"
Before Nazz could respond, Rolf stuck his dick in her mouth. Rolf and Victor began to spitroast Nazz, yet Victor was at his limit. He busted his nut in Nazz's cooch, getting goat sperm all over the road.
"Ah yes, Rolf's manhood is covered in the salivation of justice itself! LET IT BE KNOWN, O' BUTTERY ANGELS ABOVE! THE WHORE OF PEACH CREEK HAS BEEN SILENCED AT LAST!" Rolf yelled as lightning randomly struck Eddy's house, setting it on fire once more.
Rolf facefucked Nazz until he finally busted his nut, while Johnny watched the prepubescent bestiality fuckfest from behind the bushes.
"Well, that's something you don't see every day, Plank! Now let's go get those ghost costumes that Grand Dragon Jimmy wanted us to order!" Johnny said as he walked away happily.
With his deed done, Rolf picked Nazz's traumatized body up.
"Now, Rolf shall take you back to his house and nurse you back to health! For payment, however, you must give Rolf and Rolf's animals' rough sex every night!"
"Help...me…" Nazz wheezed.
Rolf returned to his house, with intent to go another round. Victor followed behind, as he could also go another round.
