It is hard to conceive in this day and age, especially in our Western society, that individual human beings could be, and are now, being treated like mere chattels and worse.
Yet there are examples to be found all around us. Migrant workers labor for a pittance, and are beaten or thrown out of their jobs if they protest against their meager wages. Sharecroppers are forced to turn over as much as fifty per cent of their produce to large landowners to pay off an ever-increasing debt whose termination they will never live to see. Illegal aliens must work for cruelly low wages or face exposure and deportation.
And then there is Linda MacDonald, an intelligent, sensitive young French teacher who never would have dreamed that a simple high school disciplinary problem would lead her into a nightmare world of rape and degradation and violence.
TIED UP TEACHER-the story of a woman who finds out what it is like to be treated like an object rather than a person. A reminder that our society is still a long way from Utopia.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Linda MacDonald missed the passion of her marriage, but little else: Her husband, Rod, had filled her body with pleasures she could almost taste, but she had had to pay with his lies, dishonesty and deception.
The final blow had come when she'd caught him in bed with two girls young enough to be his daughters. Blinded by rage and humiliation, she had somehow found the courage to end the marriage.
Mark Witherspoon, who lay beside her now, was nothing like Rod. Where Rod was handsome and athletic, Mark was plain and studious. He taught history at the same high school where she taught French. For Mark, sex was a necessity-like going to the bathroom or shaving-devoid of any real pleasure.
Still, she was comfortable for the first time in her life. At thirty-two, security and comfort seemed a lot more important than a frenzied roll in the hay.
Except at times like tonight. She missed rough hands on her naked body, the feel of sucking tips on her tits, the enormous pressure of ten inches of rock-hard cock.
Mark had done his duty, had kissed her on the mouth, had fucked his cock inside her. Satisfied, he was discussing the Watergate scandal, his left hand chastely placed on her thigh.
Linda closed her eyes and listened to him drone on, not caring what happened years ago. She had a yearning in her cunt that had to be satisfied now.
"Let's fuck again, Mark," she said, turning - to face him. She reached under the sheets and grasped his limp `cock. "I ... I just want to fuck all night."
"But we just had it," Mark said, giving her a shocked loot. "Not five minutes ago."
Time was when Linda lay beneath a huge, hulking frame for hours, until her pussy was fucked to a pulp. Rod might have been a total asshole, but he could fuck like a mink. Sometimes he even hurt her with the intensity of his passion. She would often wake up in the morning, bruised and sore, and each time she took a step, her pussy would throb violently.
"Because you're so fucking beautiful," he would say later if she complained. "I just want to fuck you to pieces and gobble you down, baby."
She would look into the mirror, trying to see what Rod had seen that made his fucking so intense.
Like this ugly duckling, Linda had been rather plain as a teenager, but, as she'd filled out, even she had to admit she was pretty.
Fortunately, time hadn't done anything to her hair, which was red-gold, the color of ripe peaches, and her eyes were bluer than any sky, large and expressive. Skinny legs had given way to delicate curves, her hips had blossomed round and firm. Although her tits weren't large, they were well-shaped, and her tiny, rose-colored nipples pointed upward as if held by invisible wires.
Rod would lock his hungry mouth around her tits and chew on them like a starving baby. And while, his tongue lapped like a slick exploring snake, his ten inches of iron-like prick would fuck her pussy unmercifully.
"Sure, if that's what you want*" Mark said, interrupting her thoughts.
"Oh, lets do it differently," Linda said, pushing him away. She'd grown weary of his crawling between her legs, giving a few quick, rabbit-like fucks, then going limp. "Something ... exciting." She felt her pussy rumble with growing pleasure.
"I'm a forty-three-year-old history teacher," Mark said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "excitement isn't exactly my field."
Although feeling somewhat spurned, Linda couldn't deny the itch in her cunt or the twitching in the back of her throat. She wanted a thick grinding cock inside her, pumping in steamy wads of cum.
"Well, let's broaden your horizons," she whispered, pushing him to his back and straddling his middle. "I'll give you a historymaking fuck."
Mark hated it when she talked like this, it was so ... dirty. Hardly the way a-wife of a history teacher would express herself. And lately he'd been having second thoughts about asking her to marry him at all. She seemed so hungry, so intense. It was almost like being around an overactive child sometimes.
Still, he liked the way other men looked at her. She was, he had to admit, a prize. And usually women didn't go for him, except for intellectual stimulation. This business of fucking like cats on a fence was a wholly different matter.
"Fuck it to me," Linda said, squeezing her fingers between her legs and rubbing his halfhard cock over her mound of glistening cunt. "Mmmmm, I want a big, hard prick fucking my cunt to pieces."
Mark looked at her swollen, upturned tits and felt his reserve melt. That was another thing. She brought out emotions in him he couldn't understand or perhaps had forgotten. And, when she was this way, he felt like a ninety-year-old man trying to play a quick set of tennis with a youngster. He just wasn't up to it physically, and that made him feel guilty.
His cock throbbed to life, pulsated against the slick, sensuous opening of her pussy. Then he felt his balls twitch, a new cum-load building.
"Bite my tits and fuck me," Linda said, leaning slightly forward. She squirmed over his middle, sucked his cockhead into her cunt. "Ohhhh ... yes ... stick it all the way in . . . suck my tits . . "
When Mark felt the silky texture of her tits against his lips, he opened his mouth and sucked her small rubbery nipple over his tongue. His cock was in a tightly constricted tube of cunt flesh, warm and wet. His dark-brown crotch hairs and her patch of silky, red-gold hair became meshed.
"Oh, your ... uh, vagina is so nice," he murmured.
Vaginal Christ, Linda thought, must he always be so academic? It was like he was talking about a vacuum cleaner or something.
"My ... cunt," she said rather pointedly. "Fuck my cunt, you bastard."
A few seconds later, she didn't care what words he used. It felt so good to have a hard piece of cock fucking away at her cunt. And if she closed her eyes, she could almost see Rod's prick. His cock had been so thick and juicy, filled every tiny space in her pussy.
"Bite on my tits ... make it hurt," she said, squirming her upper body over his chest and face. "Chew . . . and fuck me hard, Mark..."
Mark lifted his hips and fucked his cock fully into her pussy. At the same time, he bared his teeth and scraped them over her throbbing, rock-hard nipples.
"Like this?" he asked, his voice. a gurgling smack.
"No . . . harder," Linda begged. Her insides were a cauldron, her teeth were on edge. "Take me . . . you bastard ... screw me and fuck me and ... and . . ."
She thought of one time when Rod had come home drunk. He'd thrown her onto the bed and crushed his full weight over her body. He'd yanked her arms out and held them tightly. His cock had become an instrument of torture, searing into her pussy like a hot poker. She had hated it and loved it at the same time, and when she'd climaxed, her orgasm was earthshaking.
"Fuckkkk!" Linda shrieked, her face turning ashen with ecstasy. She began bouncing around, slapping her body down wildly, sucking his throbbing prick deeply into her spasming cunt. "Godddddd . . . yes . . . yes ... yessssssss! "
The force of her orgasm was like a magnet for Mark's cum-load. Almost before he- knew what was happening, he was boiling inside her pussy. His climax was so powerful, so intense, it almost hurt.
"Ouch ... God, Linda," he gasped, spitting her tit from his mouth and embracing her tightly. "I . . . I'm there ... now ... now .. now..."
When Linda felt his creamy jism soak into her cunt, her orgasm reached new heights. She froze for a second, enjoying the waves of release, then fell forward and squirmed over his body as if trying to crawl inside him.
"Unhhhh," she groaned, kissing the side of his neck, then going limp.
Although she was satisfied, that itch in her cunt was still there, haunting, teasing her mind. Perhaps the memory of Rod would always be with her, no matter what.
She felt suddenly guilty, as if she'd used Mark for her own sick fantasies. It wasn't fair to either one of them. She pulled away from his body and reached for a cigarette.
"Well, you certainly are a different person in bed than you are at school," Mark said, forcing a smile. Jesus, what an understatement! "I mean, 1 never realized when I met you that ... well, you know what I mean."
Linda knew exactly what he meant. When she'd first met him, she had been shy, withdrawn. Christ, after her torrid marriage to Rod she was lucky to be alive.
A cocktease in reverse, she thought, then giggled.
That's what Mark wanted-a nice fire, his fucking pipe and slippers and to discuss history while she served him cookies and milk. To grow old together, take uneventful trips to Vicksburg or the excavations at Kush, to revel in past glory, while the future passed them by. Fuck!
Mark watched her smoke--he hated that filthy habit--wondering what she wanted from him. To strip off their clothes and fuck like monkeys all the time? God, you'd think that a woman who had a master's degree in modern languages would think of something besides ... well, that.
He felt a little cheated. When he'd seen her, her hair was pulled back in a bun, her large, black-rimmed glasses had hidden that smoldering sensuality. Her plain sensible dress had covered those almost sinful angles.
The more I let myself go, Linda thought, the tighter he gets. I started wearing my hair down, stopped dressing like a dowdy housewife, and threw those horrible glasses away. The students had taken note, but Mark had seemed almost angered.
It just isn't going to work, they both thought. But, how to let the other person down gently?
"Maybe we should ... uh, back off for a while," Mark said. "I think we might be getting too close, uh, too soon."
He waited for tears, perhaps even screams. Lately, she was so unpredictable.
Linda was stunned, happily so. He was usually so predictable. Her mouth dropped down in surprise.
"No, no, I'm sorry," Mark said quickly, misreading her expression, "1 don't know why I said it. We'll get married and-"
"Perhaps you're right," Linda offered, repressing the urge to jump out of bed and kick her heels. "We are getting too close, uh, too soon."
Whew, they both said silently, relieved. "I'll see you at school tomorrow," Mark said, getting out of bed and reaching for his trousers.
"Yeah, tomorrow," Linda said.
She watched him dress, then smiled when he made for the door. They nodded like people saying goodbye after a long tour, rather than two people who had, just a few minutes before, been fucking.
Alone, Linda felt depressed. When she'd kicked Rod out, there had been bitter tears, anger, frustration. With Mark gone, she felt empty.
"Well, shit," she said, getting off the bed. She padded into the living room and opened the liquor cabinet. Unceremoniously, she picked up a bottle of bourbon, removed the cap and took a long gulp.
"I am depraved," she said aloud, barely able to breathe through the fire that swept down her throat. "Next, I'll be seducing young boys or something."
She took another drink, then returned the bottle to the shelf. The alcohol hit her rather quickly, causing her to flush with warmth. She felt a little giddy.
"Is it so wrong to want a man to want me?" she asked herself, walking back to the bedroom. "To want me and only me?"
She crawled onto the bed and lay back on the pillows. The bourbon had now warmed her completely, and she felt her pussy twitch, the old itch returning.
The itch for a big fucking cock.
She slipped her fingers into her red-gold patch of cunt hair and scraped her nails over her tender, cum-splattered membranes. The itch got worse. Slowly, she thrust two fingers inside her puckered cunt hole and flinched:
"Fuck me," she gasped, closing her eyes, pretending her fingers were a juicy, cum-filled cock. "Ohhhh ... yes, ram it in and blow my pussy apart with hot . . . creamy cum . . ."
She began pumping her hips up and down a little more quickly, and each time her ass left the bed, she jabbed her fingers farther inside her pussy.
There must be plenty of men out there, she thought. Men who would jump at the chance to fuck me. But she was an upstanding member of the community, a teacher, responsible for molding young minds; she just couldn't invite men in to fuck her.
That was sick.
A sweet swelling at the back of her cunt made her forget everything suddenly. Nothing mattered but the ache, the pressure, the delicious spasms around her probing fingers. "I . . . I want it hard ... rock-hard," she panted, her eyes opening. Her fingers just couldn't do the job. If she couldn't have a cook; at least something like a cock. She shot a hunted look about the 'room. "Ohhhhhh ... hard and big!" She looked atone of a pair of candles that stood on either side of the-dresser.
She bounded off the bed and took the yellow taper in her right hand. Slowly, she dropped to her knees and held the candle at an angle, much like a cock would be if a man were standing before her: She closed her eyes again and sucked the wick end over her lapping tongue.
"Ohhhh ... love your cock," she gasped, thrusting about half of the candle inside her throat.
While she sucked and chewed on the taper, making her teeth waxy, she rubbed her knees together. A delicate throbbing soon turned into a spasming demand. She quickly spit the candle out and thrust the end of it between her thighs. .
"Unhhhhhh!" she yelled, forcing as much inside as she could. She twisted the taper around, began to jab and punch, letting the wick end gouge over the itch. She gave another gasping groan as her climax tore forward, rippling her pussy.
When her ecstasy had built dramatically, then burst, she fell back and writhed on the floor. She kept fucking the candle in and out of her pussy, trying to recreate the same sensations.
A candle, like her fingers, just wasn't a cock.
A few moments later, she crawled to the bed and slipped under the sheets. With the candle still inside her wet, steaming cunt, she rolled her stomach and began humping up and down "Fuck me ... God, fuck me," she pant burying her face in the pillows. "That's it all the way in, you bastard ... screw apart!"
She could almost see it. A large, swollen prick fucking in and out, sliding through the rim of puckered muscle. The massive cock head would be pulsating, ready to spill a thick lump of acid-like cum.
"Faster . . . harder," she moaned, clawing at the sheets, wishing they were muscle shoulders. "Give . . . give it to me ... fuck kkkkkkkkkk!"
An explosion of raw pleasure riddled her guts, almost causing the candle to be sucked completely inside. She squirmed her around, threw her head up, and bit her lower lip until she tasted the salty flavor of blood.
That was almost it, she thought. Almost she had come so close to stopping that itch Almost.
As she lay, there, gasping into the pillow, she felt the gnawing hunger return.
If I don't get a man-a real man-soon, I am going to go over the deep end, she thought God, fucking a candle!
And in a way she felt cheated. Those girls in her class didn't know how lucky they had of the boys would gladly scratch that itch.
At thirty-two, she just didn't have that many opportunities. Who did she meet? Rusty dusty history teachers, a math teacher who was probably queer, and a fat principal who probably hadn't seen his cock in years under all that blubber.
God, to be young again, she thought. Those kids are probably out there, this very minute, fucking like savages.
Cock fucking into pussy, loading cunt up with creamy cum. Hard muscles surrounding soft bodies, steamy windows, squeaking back seats.
While she lay here with a candle up her cunt! It just wasn't fair. Not fair at all.
She would simply have to find a man to satisfy her urges. Someone just a little older than herself, who would give her security and comfort.
And a big cock every night.
Chapter Two
Linda was glad for the weekend. At last, she'd found the courage to try that new singles bar in town. And when she had felt her courage falter during the day, she would casually look at the boys at school, those thick crotches of cock.
Just a few hours from now, she thought as she walked down the hall, and I'll have a prick in me. She felt her pussy twitch, ooze fuck fluid into her panties.
"Hello," she heard a deep voice say, startling her. The boy was standing behind the end of the row of lockers, almost out of sight. "I've been waiting to talk to you."
"Who? Oh, Derek," Linda said, flushing as if he had read her thoughts. "You scared me." She arranged her expression into one of those teacher-student-meeting smiles and waited for him to speak.
"You're divorced, right?" Derek said, letting his gaze move freely over her body. "Well ... yes," Linda replied coolly.
She didn't like Derek, although he was considered to be one of the handsomest boys in school. He was just a teenager, but he had the eyes of a person much older. They were cruel eyes, dark brown and piercing.
Linda took a small step backward, feeling intimidated by his size. He was well over six feet, dwarfing her. His shoulders were so wide they made his head seem smaller than it really was. A shock of curly, chocolate-brown hair framed his angular face. His hands and feet were too big for his body, showing evidence that 'he still hadn't reached his full, hulking adult height.
"You have a boyfriend?" Derek asked, his gaze lingering on the sharp angles of her tits. "You still going out with that fruity history teacher?"
"I don't see where it's any of your business," Linda said, wondering why her knees felt suddenly weak.
"I thought you and I might go out," Derek said, ignoring her remark. "Like, maybe tonight. We could have a lot of fun."
Just then several students walked past them, three girls and a boy. She noticed the girls were looking at Derek with undisguised hunger in their eyes. Derek didn't notice, his full attention still directed on Linda's tits.
"No, I will not go out with you," Linda said. "First, I am a teacher and you are a student. I am much older, besides. And even if it weren't against school policy, I wouldn't . . . with you."
She hadn't meant to humiliate him in front of his friends, especially the girls, but she saw him turn red with anger. He shot the girls a look of hatred when they giggled.
"Why won't you go out with me?" he demanded, trying to save face. "Because it's against school policy?"
Linda became angry, not wanting to be a part of any ridiculous game like this. She looked at him evenly and spoke.
"I don't like you, Derek," she said, her voice like ice. "You are immature and still a boy, and other than our relationship as teacher and student, you don't interest me in the least."
With that, she walked down the hall, her heels clicking loudly, almost as loudly as her heart was beating, she thought.
"Hey, the big stud didn't score," she heard the boy with the girls laugh. The girls joined in, then quickly walked down the hall, as Derek glared at them.
Linda could almost feel his stare as she pushed. open the double doors and walked out into the afternoon sun. Her hands were shaking, and she dropped her keys twice before she could open the car door.
As she drove home, she tried to brush the incident from her mind, but it kept nagging at her like that itch in her cunt. And she was angry because she knew somehow the incident would spoil what she had planned would be a perfect evening.
Linda returned from the bar and threw her purse on the couch. The evening had been a total wash-out. The men she'd found interesting were with other women, and the ones who were available were creepy. Most of them fat and pretentious, leering at her as if she were a fresh piece of meat.
One jerk, after finding out what she did for a living, had actually leaned over and said, "Hey, baby, you can French me any day." She shivered with revulsion, "remembering his crooked teeth, the paunch stretched over his belt buckle, the eyes glazed with alcohol. "Oh, hell, I guess I'll just become a nun," she said, stripping out of her clothes in the living room.
When she was naked, she studied herself in the mirror behind the chair. Why can't I find a man? she wondered. She was very attractive. Her pussy was tight and inviting, her tits in better shape than most women ten years younger.
Another night alone, she thought. Just me and the candle.
She dropped her fingers to her pussy and pulled back the loose folds of flesh: When her pink cunt came fully into view, she scraped her nails over her rubbery, throbbing slit. She leaned her head back and gave a soft moan, feeling that itch burn with greater intensity than usual.
With her fingers still massaging her pussy, she walked from the living room and made for the bedroom. When she walked inside, however, she jerked one hand up to her tits, letting the other cup her pussy.
Lying on her bed was Derek, naked as the day he was born! His muscular thighs were parted, and his half-hard cock lay on his stomach like a sleeping snake. He was propped up on his elbows, a cold smile on his face. "We can have that good time, now," Derek said, looking from her face to the fringe of reddish cunt hair that peeked around her palm. "Get over here and I'll show you a fucking you'll-"
"Get out of here!" Linda roared, flushing with anger. "I'll have you arrested!"
The nerve of that jerks to come in here, take off his clothes and wait for her to come home. What if she hadn't been alone? How could she have explained that to her date?
One of her students lying naked in her own bed. God, her reputation would have been shot forever. It still might be.
"I said get out of here, before I call the police!" she gasped. She wanted to slap that smug grin right off his face. "Now!"
Derek gave her another slow smile, then reached over to the telephone. With a yank, he pulled the cord out of the wall. He threw the telephone on the floor.
This is getting serious, Linda thought with growing horror. That look in his eyes was one thing, but to tear her telephone out.
"Derek," she began, wondering what she was going to say, "don't . . . you can't do this . . . I'm your teacher ... and ..."
Although he hadn't moved, he looked as if he were ready to spring like a panther. Linda felt her knees go weak, her heart thunder in her throat. If she stayed cool, tried to maintain emotional control ...
"We're gonna fuck, Teach, whether you like it or not," Derek said, slowly sitting up. The next four or five seconds seemed like an eternity for Linda. While his words echoed in her brain, her eyes involuntarily swept over his firm, muscled body, his dark good looks. And that cock?
His prick looked so much like her exhusband's that it was uncanny. Ten inches of pulsating cock, thick and juicy. The foreskin was pulled down as if by some invisible hand, revealing a swollen, purplish cockhead. At the furry root were two enormous balls, as large as plums and almost the same color.
The very idea of him even suggesting that they fuck was ludicrous. She was twice as old as he was. And even if he did look older, he was still a boy.
"You have to leave," she said, losing a little of her steam. "It isn't right for you to be here."
"Right?" Derek said, imitating her voice. "You fucking think 1 care about right?" "Keep away from me," Linda said, taking a quick step backward. She bumped into the door jamb.
lease ... don't do anything." It was obvious that talking wasn't going to do any good. That look in his eyes was animallike. There was no choice but to escape. Or try. "You can have it easy or rough, Teach," Derek said, standing up. "It's up to you. But you're gonna get it, sweetheart. No one makes fun of me."
Linda remembered the incident in the hall. How could she have handled it any differently? She was blameless. He was just a big mean jerk who always got his way. Well, not with her.
"Come here, baby," Derek said, lifting his right hand. "I'm gonna give you a fucking." " He had said fucking, but he meant beating. "No," Linda said, fully grasping what was happening. She had been part of a faculty seminar on rape, and coolly told the girls how to act, what to do. And now is was happening to herl She felt suddenly helpless.
She bolted from the room, but, even as she fled, she could feel him right behind her. When his fingers dug into the flesh at the nape of her neck, she knew it was a lost cause. Her head snapped back and her knees buckled.
"You . . . bastard!" she shrieked, slashing at his shoulder with her nails. "Get out! Leave-"
Derek gave her a cold look, then hit her with his open hand. Although he didn't use half the force he would have with a man; the blow knocked her up against the wall. She stood for a couple of seconds, then crumpled to the floor.
It was true, you did see stars. You also heard bells. But above all that, there was a grinding burning pain, like liquid fire splashing over the side of her face.
Derek stood looking down at her for a few seconds, then reached out and grabbed her by the hair of her head. He yanked her to her knees, then dragged her back toward the bedroom. When they neared the bed, he grabbed the inside of her left thigh with his right hand and threw her down on the covers.
"Want it rough, huh?" Derek said, crouching between her thighs. "Fine with me, whore. Pussy is pussy, whether you get it free or have to fucking take it."
Linda thrust her hands toward his face to scratch his eyes out, but he grabbed her wrists. After crushing her arms down, he yanked her thighs brutally apart with his knees. He fell forward and bit down on her mouth like a striking snake.
For an instant, Linda was taken aback. It had happened just like this that night with Rod. He had raped her savagely while she bit and clawed. And later she'd had the best climax of her life.
But that had been her husband, not some teenaged jerk from school!
"No ... please ... you're hurting me," she panted, gritting her teeth together to keep out his probing tongue.
Derek opened his mouth wide and bit over hers, forcing her jaws open. He immediately thrust his tongue inside her mouth. At the same time, he humped his ass forward, digging the tip of his rock-hard cockshaft into her redgold patch of cunt hair.
The pain his kiss caused was nothing compared to the agony that riddled her pussy. Linda arched her back to keep his prick from entering, but her efforts were useless. She felt her cunt opening stretch, mold around his cockhead.
"Gonna split you open like a pod," Derek grunted. He squirmed his ass around for a few quick seconds, then hammered his entire weight between her legs. "Unhhhh ... take it?"
Linda felt a spasm of anguish that seemed to eat into every cell of her body. It was as if she'd been suddenly fucked by a baseball bat. His shaft seemed to be burning up between her lungs, totally rearranging her guts.
"Godddd!" she shrieked when she got her breath. "It ... it hurts . . . you're killing me!"
"Good, you fucking whore!" Derek said, withdrawing, then plunging back inside. "Let's see if you fuck as good as you talk, Teach."
His cock felt like his prick was wrapped in sandpaper. And if his cock had been a fraction of an inch bigger, she was certain he would have torn her pussy to hamburger. She closed her eyes, tried to faint, but couldn't.
She would have to endure every horrible second of this torture. To lie beneath his hulking frame and be assaulted, raped, fucked.
"Goddamn . . . your little pussy is the tightest I've ever screwed," Derek grunted. "You sure I ain't popping no cherry right now?"
Linda felt a wave of revulsion sweep through her. This was happening, really happening. It wasn't a dream, a nightmare. She was being raped by this animal!
His cock was fucking in and out of her cunt! If she didn't do something, he might ruin her forever. Perhaps if she tried to relax, make fucking her a little easier for him, it would be over. He would leave and then she could call the police.
She forced herself to relax, although it was a near-impossible task. Each time his cock fucked into her pussy, his prick felt like a fucking fist.
"Ohhh ... not so hard," she begged. "You're ... going to kill me with that thing . please .. ."
Her plea only made him fuck harder, faster. Soon, his ass was pumping up and down, a blur of flesh. The sounds of his crotch hitting hers echoed off the walls.
"Suck on it with your sweet pussy, slut!" Derek growled, biting across her cheek to her left ear. "Open and close like a clam . . ." As he lapped toward her ear, then ran his bared teeth over the side of her neck, Linda turned her head slightly. For some reason, her gaze centered on the yellow candle she had used the night before, had planned on using tonight.
Had she actually been begging for this? Last night seemed a million years away, the candle a stranger.
"Ready for some cum, bitch?" Derek said, kissing back to her slack-jawed mouth. "I've got lots and lots, saved up just for you, whore t"
The thought of his cum boiling into her pussy filled her with humiliation. He would grunt like a pig, fill her with those greasy wads, then she would feel them ooze from her crack, wet-up her crotch hairs.
She would be used. And no matter what happened--even if he did go to jail-others would find out about the rape. The boys at school would laugh, point. Oh, yes, Derek fucks them all. Even her.
He was going to ruin her life with his horrible, monstrous cock, his filthy cum!
Linda tried fighting him again, but he held her down, his fingers tightening around her wrists until her hands turned a mottled purple. His cock fucked in and out savagely like a piston machine out of control.
"Don't . . . God, don't do it," she begged,; feeling his cockshaft grow even harder, begin to pulsate.
"Ohhhh ... baby, gonna load your sweet pussy up so full it blows out your ears!" Derek grunted. He froze for a second, then every muscle in his body flexed, glistening with sweat. An instant later, he tore into her cunt for all he was worth. "Now . . . cum-sucking pig whore ... now 1" He blasted in the first of his molten load.
Linda's mind exploded with horror and shame when she felt his cum splash into her pussy. At first, his cum didn't even feel like liquid at all, but like a million tiny animals clawing and eating at her pussy walls.
Defeated totally, she felt her body go limp. As it did, the pun melted somewhat, then was replaced with a glowing sensation. Just some relief from the pressure, she thought at first. But no.
Her pussy twitched around his cockshaft, held him like a glove. The flutterings crept forward, as if swimming through the streams of greasy cum. Inch by inch, the feeling worked toward her pussy opening. She held her breath, fought the sensation with every ounce of strength she could muster."
God, no! She was going to have and she began bucking and writhing no longer fighting him, but herself. Others could shame her and she could survive, but how could she shame herself?
Her pussy lips quivered, sucked around the root of his cock, seemed to munch into his thick, wiry hairs like a mouth. She felt some of the flesh of his balls nudge into her cunt hole.
"No!" she shrieked, then collapsed. The pleasures built, then thankfully turned to pain. "God .
. please ... no. . ."
"You love it, you know you do, whore," Derek grunted, punching in the last few globs of his enormous load.
Linda didn't trust herself even to speak. She just wanted to die, to be lost in total darkness, numbness.
"OK, you got what you wanted," she said when he stopped moving, "now ... leave .. please."
"Leave?" Derek said, chuckling sadistically. "This is only the beginning, baby. We're gonna fuck all weekend."
"You wouldn't dare!" Linda gasped, new anger replacing the humiliation.
The boy's dark laughter pierced her brain like bullets.
Chapter Three
When Derek released her wrists, Linda slapped him. Instantly, she regretted it. He grabbed her around the neck with both hands and began choking her. The most terrifying thing about it, however, was the way he looked at her while he did it. There was no anger, no surprise. Just pure loathing.
"Baby, you want some fucking rough stuff, you'll get it," he said evenly. "Now get it through your thick head, bitch. We're gonna fuck. And I'm not real particular how I leave you when I'm finished."
. Linda could almost see the headlines: "Teacher Raped and Murdered. Naked Body Found in Apartment."
"Please ... don't hurt me," she begged, her eyes wide with fear.
"You're the one throwing all the goddamned punches, lady," Derek said.
"I'm sorry," Linda said. "I ... I won't do that again."
"Good," the boy said, sitting back on his haunches. He ran his fingers over her trembling body, then rested his palms on the tops of her thighs. "You play fair, and I'll see to it you have a nice time."
When he got off the bed and took about five steps toward the door, Linda thought hopefully that it was over, that he would leave her to her private shame.
Instead, he turned and planted his legs far apart. He then placed his hands on his hips and looked down at his throbbing cock. "Crawl," he said softly.
"Wha-what?" Linda gasped, her eyes on his bobbing cockshaft.
"I said, crawl, whore," Derek said a little louder. "On your fucking knees and crawl over here. You're gonna suck me off."
His words made her heart thunder in her chest. Not only did he expect her to put his awful prick in her mouth, but he wanted her to crawl.
"No," she said, snuggling her knees up to her chest and scooting into the far corner of the bed. "No."
"Suit yourself," Derek said. He reached down and lifted his jeans. Then he pulled his belt from the loops. "Like I said, you can make it easy or hard, I don't give a fuck."
"What are you going to do?" Linda asked, her gaze locked on the belt.
"No, baby, it's what you're gonna do," Derek said, wrapping the buckle end of hte belt around his right hand. "You're gonna crawl, and now you're gonna beg to lick my big prick."
"No!" Linda gasped.
"Fine by me," Derek said. He walked over and grabbed her neck. He fell to the bed and threw her body across his lap. With his left hand still on her neck, he lifted the leather belt and smacked it down on her ass. "Just remember, you asked for it."
At first Linda was so thoroughly humiliated she didn't even feel the pain. Being spanked like a naughty child! On her bare ass!
Then the first jolt of pain hit her, causing her back to arch. When she jerked her head up against the pressure of his left hand, another searing spasm of pain shot through her body.
"Unh!" Derek grunted, watching long red welts appear under the belt.
Linda resisted as long as she could. As the pain built, however, flooding her body with fiery spasms, she would have done anything to stop it.
"Yes! yes!" she yelled at last. "I'll do it ... just stop ... it hurts!"
Derek hit her one more time, then threw her to the floor. And although he appeared calm, his chest was heaving with excitement. He threw the belt to where his jeans lay and walked back to the center of the room.
"Crawl, whore," he commanded. "Crawl over here and suck me off. Tell me how much you love hanging on my prick and licking at it with your sweet tongue."
Linda couldn't imagine being more degraded, but the fear of another beating made her get to her knees: Through glistening tears, she looked at him, saw his throbbing cock bobbing up and down like an accusing finger.
"I . . . I love your ... cock," she gasped, crawling slowly toward him. "I ... I want to suck you off."
"Crawl ... beg some more," Derek said, his eyes glinting with animal-like lust. "And every inch of the way I want you to think about what you said this afternoon, bitch."
God, if I could only do the day over, Linda thought. I would have run the instant I laid eyes on him!
"I ... I'm sorry I said those things," Linda said, her voice shaking with fear. "Please ... let me make it up to you. I'll suck your big cock ... I'll do anything . . ."
She was about two feet away and could already smell the sweat of his crotch. His cock slapped up and down, the tip of his prick looking like a ong-eyed monster, ready to fuck her throat.
"Now suck me," Derek said, looking down at her. "Stick my prick in your cocksucking mouth and lick me dry."
Linda reached out for his cock, but before her fingers touched the rubbery surface, he took a step backward.
"Crawl some more," Derek said.
Linda wobbled forward. Again, when she was within reaching distance, he took a step backward. Again, she crawled toward him.
When he finally leaned against the far wall, it seemed to Linda that she'd crawled a hundred miles. Her knees now throbbed with pain, just like her ass cheeks.
She cautiously lifted her hands and touched his prick. This time, he didn't resist. She gave him a pleading look, then opened her mouth. As she leaned forward, she closed her eyes. She knew if she didn't, she would vomit.
"Ohhhhh," she groaned when the silky texture of his cockhead nudged her parted lips. It was like kissing a wound. She gave another panting grunt of disgust.
"That's it." Derek grinned, placing his large hands on her shoulders. "Suck on it real good: Take every inch and eat it down."
He had to be kidding. She couldn't get that giant cock all. the way in her mouth for anything. She' gulped forward until she gagged, and still there was a good six inches left.
"I said ... fucking eat it all, whore!" Derek cried. He grabbed her by the hair of her head and crushed her face brutally forward. When he did, his cockhead tore between her tonsils and became-lodged in her throat. He held her tight against his crotch, jerked his hips forward. "Shit ... yes ... just like that, baby."
When his prick fucked into her throat, Linda honestly thought his cock would tear out the back of her neck. She couldn't breathe, and the only thing that kept her from throwing up was his cockhead, blocking the vomit.
"Grab my ass, sweetheart," Derek said, slowly letting her pull back for air. "You like using those nails. Go ahead, scratch 'em in my asshole."
Through the honor and pain, Linda could barely make out what he was, saying. Something about his ass-, her nails: She lifted her hand and cupped his furry, muscular ass cheeks.
"Ready for it again?" Derek said, exerting pressure behind her head. "All the way in, bitch."
Although Linda knew she would never be ready, she felt his prick fuck completely into her throat. Oddly enough, this time it wasn't as bad. Still horrible, but less so. Perhaps it was because she knew what to expect.
With the fear of the belt still in her mind, she knew she had to do everything he asked. She scratched her nails up and down his hairy, greasy ass crack. At the same time, she began bobbing her head back and forth, letting his prick fuck noisily in and out of her throat.
"Hey, you're not bad," Derek said, humping forward as he watched her suck on his cock. "And if you'd just admit it, I'll bet you love it. Huh, baby? You like sucking young cock?"
Linda wished she had the courage to bite his prick off to show him how much she liked it. But she knew he certainly would kill her if she did. Besides, it would be awful to mutilate such a perfect work of art.
My Christ, what am I thinking!
Well ... it was a nice cock, she had to admit that. His prick was as big as Rod's, maybe even bigger. And, once she got used to his cock fucking all the way in, it didn't hurt all that much.
"Fine, baby ... you're working out just fine," Derek said, moving ,with her, pumping his hips forward when she gulped to the thick root of his cockshaft. "Feels almost as good as your sweet, tight pussy."
Linda remembered what his flood of cum had felt like boiling into her cunt. Soon, she would know what it would be like to have his jism exploding in her throat.
Thick, rich lumps of cum ... scalding her mouth, eating to her stomach . . .
She gave a muffled groan and jabbed her fingernails more forcefully into the crack of his ass. When his wiry brown crotch hairs scraped the insides of her nostrils, she felt a gnawing itch in her cunt.
It was happening again!
Raped and beaten and forced to go down on him after crawling and begging ... only to have an orgasm.
She felt shame like she never had before. "Faster, cunt ... lick it faster," Derek ordered. "I've got a load of cum just begging to get out. Almost ... shit ... almost there, too."
Linda began working on his prick furiously, lapping, chewing, sucking wildly. And while she sucked his cock, she told herself that it was because she had to. Another part of her mind seemed to be laughing, however.
You love it, the voice seemed to say. You love sucking off this little stud. You adore having his cock in your throat, waiting for it to explode. Because when it does, that itch you've had for over a year now will finally get some relief.
She squeezed her knees together, feeling her ass cheeks throb with pain. At the same time, however, her cunt pulsated with growing ecstasy. She crushed her face fully between his legs and gobbled so greedily that some of the flesh from his balls slipped under her lower lip.
"Hey ... that's the way," Derek gasped, watching with interest as his cock fucked quickly in and out of her mouth. "Ohhhh . . . baby . . . any second now . . . faster . . . almost there . . . just . . . shit . . . yes ... unhhhhhhh!"
Linda felt the root of his cock expand, then jerk. Instantly, the vibrations of his cum-load showering up the center of his cock throbbed across the top of her tongue. A puff of air hit the back of her throat first, then the delicious explosion of boiling jism.
"Aaaaghhhhh!" she spluttered, feeling the liquid separate. Half of it shot up behind her nose, then bubbled from both nostrils. The other half flooded into her stomach. She gave another choking cry, sending a frothy spray of mixed cum and spit into his crotch hairs.
"Suck . . . cuntface . . . bitchl"
Derek growled, punching in more lumps of scalding cum. "Suck me dry . . . don't miss a goddamned drop!"
Linda couldn't understand why, but her pussy burst with raw ecstasy as the bulk of his load showered her throat. Flames of pleasure swept up her spine, constricted her throat. It was the most intense feeling she'd ever had. Before, her orgasms had been in her cunt. Now, her entire body seemed to be bathed in climax.
"Mmmmmffff," she gurgled, punching her head forward so hard that her nose ached from hitting his muscled stomach.
Another thundering wave of pure ecstasy exploded in her cunt, causing her to freeze. Some of his cum shot from the corners of her mouth and dribbled to her chin. The fuck liquid hung halfway to the tops of her tits like a greasy spider web, then attached itself to the hollow of her throat.
"All of it ... you cockeating whore!" Derek cried. He fell forward, pushing her to her back. He planted his knees in her armpits and forced his full weight down on her face. The last of his cum throbbed from his cockhead and splashed over her tonsils. "Ohhhh . . .fuck . . . take it . . . all . . . down!" He went limp.
While Linda lay beneath him, she tried to sort out her feelings. She cleaned the last of the stray juices from his crotch. It had happened, she couldn't deny that fact.
She had had a delicious, wonderful climax. Still, she hated him, herself, for allowing it to happen. The pain she could have borne, but not the pleasure. The pleasure somehow defiled her, made her a part of her own degradation.
"What next, baby?" Derek said softly as he pulled away. He supported his upper body on his elbow and looked at her. "You want to suck some more, or maybe fuck?"
Linda felt sick. He knew. He knew that she'd had a climax. That fact made her stomach rumble. She threw her right hand to her mouth and quickly got to her feet. She raced to the bathroom and made it just in time. As she knelt by the toilet, she felt as if she would heave her guts up.
She flushed the toilet and grasped the rim for support but was pushed back down. She looked up and saw Derek standing over her, a strange glint in his eyes. His cock was still hard as ever, swaying up and down.
"I ... I can't take it," she said. "I'll die if you do anything else to me."
"Then die, baby," Derek said, dropping to his knees behind her. "You fuck like a goddamned corpse anyway."
When Linda felt his hands on the backs of her thighs, tearing her legs apart, she felt her insides turn to mush. He really didn't care if she did die or go insane. All he wanted was to fuck and humiliate. To destroy.
"Please ... not again . . . my pussy is so raw," she begged, struggling under his grasp. "Hang on, baby, I ain't gonna fuck your pussy," Derek said. "I'm gonna drill it right up your shitter."
Linda's scream -froze in her throat. This was too much. She knew she would faint if he tried that. She'd never even let Rod do that.
Before she could protest--as if it would do any good-she felt his massive cockhead slip into her ass crack. His hands were still on her legs, pulling them farther apart.
"No!" she finally screamed, feeling the room spin, grow dark. "God ... not that?" A blinding, fiery pain hit her guts like a slamming fist. She fell forward, then felt splashing water against her face. Instantly, she came back to life. Her head was in the toilet and she was getting fucked in the ass!
Again her scream locked in her throat. It was as if every ounce of her energy was absorbed by the thrust of agony in her asshole.
"Ohhhh, you got a nice, tight ass," Derek grunted, forcing in the rest of his prick. "You ever had a big cock up your ass, baby?"
Linda didn't even have the strength to shake her head. Her mind was burned out. She felt her fingers slip from the rim of the toilet and hit her knees.
"Come on, work with me," Derek urged, beginning td fuck his cock in and out of her constricted shithole. "Pump your sweet ass back and forth."
With the shock of pain ebbing away, Linda felt her strength return. Her only hope was to satisfy him, to end this horror. She again grabbed the rim of the toilet and moved her ass back and forth. Each stroke was agony, filling her with spasms of anguish.
Was nothing sacred? she wondered. First her cunt, then her mouth and now ... ten inches of hard, pulsating cock up her ass.
She exhaled loudly and forced herself to relax. When, she did, his cock fucked in and out a little easier. Immediately, the pain lessened, almost disappeared. There was still a horrible pressure in her guts, but the feeling wasn't something she couldn't stand.
"Fuck me faster," Derek said, slipping his right hand around her waist and digging his fingertips into her cum-splattered cunt. "Come on, baby, suck it with your asshole."
Although Linda hated herself with every movement of her body, she did as he asked. Soon, the pressure seemed to melt, making her fully aware of the soft angles of his cockshaft. And his fingers were sliding over heir clit, squeezing it, causing her pussy to flutter.
"Ohhhh . . . fuck me," she heard herself say, then she bit her lip.
"I thought you'd like it, slut," Derek said, his tone victorious. "You've been begging for something like this all your life."
Linda let herself go completely. Her shame and humiliation no longer mattered. Nothing -was important but the spasms of ecstasy that raced back and forth from her cunt to her asshole.
"Yes . . . give it to me hard," she whimpered: "Cum ... stick some cum in my asshole ... please."
Derek began fucking wildly, tearing into her shitter with every ounce of strength he could muster: Within seconds, his cockhead was jerking, ready to explode with warm cum.
Before it did, Linda's insides became a cauldron. Her pussy and shitter seemed to melt together, fuse into one tube of writhing, pulsating flesh. And then her climax shot into her body, with electrifying force.
"Goddddddd!" she wailed, bucking and trembling. Her first orgasm had barely peaked when another climax burst upward: And then his cock spewed the hot, boiling cum into her shitter. A third climax ground into her guts. She opened her mouth to scream again, but only a raspy burst of air escaped her lips.
"Unhhhh . . . screw it up . . . here!" Derek barked. "Fucking take it ... here! Unh... here, whore! "
Linda's body was flooded with fiery excitement, It was good, too good. Pain and pleasure danced back and forth, then became an electric jolt. She threw her head back and turned slightly. She locked her mouth around his and gasped into his throat.
"Fuckkkkk meeee," she moaned.
At last, her pleasures subsided to a dull throb and she fell forward. Before her face splashed into the toilet water, she caught herself with her right arm. She looked at her reflection, not recognizing her own face. The expression in her eyes seemed to be mocking, laughing.
"Please . .. . you must be finished now," she said quickly. "Go . . . please. I ... I promise I won't call the police."
"Like I said, baby, I'm staying the whole weekend," Derek said, pulling his cock from her shitter. "And when we're not sleeping, we're gonna be fucking."
That was it! He had to sleep. And when he did, she would make her escape. All she had to do was pretend to go to sleep also. Her mind felt suddenly relieved.
"I ... I am rather sleepy," she said.
"Me, too." Derek grinned. "So let's hit the hay, OK?"
How long would it take, Linda wondered, before he went to sleep? Thirty minutes? Perhaps fifteen. And then she would quietly leave and call the police. She would love to see him rot behind bars.
She padded into the bedroom and got into bed. When he didn't join her immediately, she looked toward the door. What is he doing? she wondered. And although the temptation to make her escape right now-through the window possibly--was strong, she knew she'd better wait.
Derek entered the bedroom a few minutes later. He held several lengths of rope in his hands. When Linda saw them, her heart sank.
"Don't want you to get away," the boy said, grabbing her ankles, "so I'm gonna truss you up like the pig you are."
Linda watched with horror as he attached the ropes to her ankles and wrists, then tied the ends to the edges of the bed frame, making her body look like a giant X.
"I guess that'll hold," Derek said, examining his work. He crushed his body down on hers, then squirmed his ass around. Slowly, his cock entered her cunt. "Ahhhh . . . now just hold me inside you : .. all night, baby."
Linda closed her eyes and shivered. Tied up with a cock in her cunt for the whole night. She felt as if she'd descended to the very pit of hell.
Chapter Four
Linda felt two burning sensations. It seemed as if tiny animals were chewing at her wrists and ankles. And her pussy was being stretched.
She opened her eyes and saw a thick bush of brown hair, felt a crushing weight on her body. The smell of sex and sweat was in the air.
And then she remembered. She closed her eyes, trying to force reality back, but the steady pulsations inside her cunt awakened her completely.
"Unhhhhh ... yes," she heard Derek grunt in his sleep. His cock was bursting with cum, loading up her cunt. Then he, too, awoke when the bulk of his. cum-load spewed from the end of his cockshaft. He turned his head slightly and kissed her firmly on the mouth. "Wow . . . what a way to wake up."
Because she was so relaxed, Linda felt her own pleasures sweep around her pussy opening. She gently lifted and lowered her hips, experiencing a long, deliciously slow climax. Fortunately her climax wasn't as intense as the one the night before, because she didn't want him to know she liked it.
After Derek had crammed the last of his . jism into her pussy, he went limp on her body. A few seconds later, he squirmed his ass around and drove the root of his cock between her puckered, cum-splattered cunt opening. "Ready to start another day?" he asked, lifting his head and looking into her eyes. "Why are you doing this?" Linda whispered, testing the bonds at her wrists and ankles. They held fast, cut into her delicate flesh. "Can't . . . can't you find a girl your own age?"
"They're so easy to fuck," Derek said. "All you gotta do is snap your fingers and they drop those drawers. With ladies like you . . . it's more of a challenge."
Egocentric little bastard, Linda thought. Just snap your fingers. Well, it was probably true. He was good looking, and the things he could do with his cock made her' head swim. She could almost see those lines of girls, panting, waiting to open their legs for him.
And what the hell did he mean, challenge? What was the challenge in raping someone? That took nothing but brute strength.
"I'm gonna make you love it," he said, giving her a cruel smile., "Baby, before the weekend is over, you're gonna be on your knees worshipping my big cock."
"You prick!" Linda spat. "I ... I'd rather die first."
"We'll see," the boy laughed. "Now get off your ass and fix me some breakfast." He fumbled with the ropes at her wrists.
A short while later, after ruining the breakfast as best as she could-which amused him more than anything---he led her back to the bedroom and threw her to the floor.
"Let's take a shower together," he said. "We'll soap each other up and . . . well, we'll think of something to do after that."
While she crouched on the floor, Derek grabbed a long piece of rope and tied her wrists together. He then yanked her to her feet and led her to the bathroom. When he'd pushed her into the tub, he tied the other end of the rope around the shower head.
The warm water swept about Linda's body, making her feel revitalized. And although it was terrible being tied up like this, she liked the way his hands moved over her back and ass, soaping her up.
"You're nice," Derek said, slipping his fingers into the crack of her ass, then to the bottom of her pussy. "Jesus, you're nice all over."
Again, revulsion filled Linda's mind. She hated the way her body responded to his touch, but after so long without a man-Mark didn't really count-who could blame her?
If he could have only been someone her own age, someone who was tender and loving ... Like Mark? Christ, no. Like Rod? Well ... . "Ready for your early-morning fuck?" Derek whispered, kissing the back of her neck. "Just do what you're going to do anyway," Linda said, resigning herself to the fact that she had absolutely no control. "I ... I don't care."
"Then I'll just have to make you care." Derek grinned. "Make you care a lot, baby." He spread her ass cheeks, then humped between her thighs. His cock, hard as steel, nudged the bottom of her ass crack, then slipped upward, easing into her slick, furry cunt opening.
"Ohhhhhh!" Linda gasped, jerking against the ropes. She felt twin sensations of pain and
pleasure sear into her body. In a way, the pain was nice, it made the spasms of ecstasy even better. "You're . . . so big ... it hurts ... "
"You like it, whore?" Derek whispered, scraping his bared teeth over the flesh of her neck and shoulders. "What's it like to fuck some young stuff for a change?"
"You want to find out so bad, go fuck a girl!" Linda snapped.
She immediately regretted her remark, because he dug his fingers into the flesh of her hips and fucked forward with his full strength. His cock seemed to stab right up between her shoulder blades.
"Ohhh ... God!" she gasped, twisting and writhing.
"Another smart crack like that, and I'll split you open like a pod," Derek grunted.
"I . . . I'm sorry," Linda said. "Just ... don't hurt me anymore . . . please . . . " Derek slowed his movements., giving her an almost-gentle, rhythmic fucking. Immediately, pleasure swelled inside Linda's pussy. Involuntarily, she began moving her ass around, let her cunt muscles work on his prick like a swallowing throat.
"Now . . . that's a lot better," Derek said. He kissed from her shoulders to her armpit. While the water splashed over his face, he worked his head around her body and bit down on her right tit.
"Mmmmmmm ... much ... better," he gurgled, letting her rubbery nipple glide over the roof of his mouth.
His touch was electrifying for Linda, and, what's more, that horrible, gnawing itch in her pussy was no longer there. This kid could fuck, she had to give him that. And just as if he was reading her thoughts, he knew what pleased her the most.
"Ohhhh, that's good," she panted, writhing, pulling against the ropes. "I ... I hate you, but your cock is so nice ... big and hard ... fuck me . .
. "
Derek increased the speed of his fucking. Now, each time his cock fucked into her pussy, his balls swung forward like a lewd pendulum. At times, his hairy balls slapped the hair that fringed the top of her cunt opening.
Linda looked down, watched him lick on her tits, then let her eyes drop to the area of her cunt. In this position, he went all the way inside, covering every inch of her cunt. Just watching him fuck filled her with a greater sense of urgency.
"Take it, slut," Derek grunted, his body tightening. He bit more greedily into the soft, yielding flesh of her tits. "God . . . baby ... gonna poke you so full of cum it blows out your cocksucking ears."
The mere mention of his cum was enough to make Linda's body explode with release. She froze for a second, then began jerking her ass back and forth. Her orgasm shot upward, peaked, then seemed to sweep into each cell, every nerve of her body.
"Aieeeeeee!" she wailed, opening her mouth wide. She caught some of the water from the spewing shower head, pretended it was his cum. "Fuck me ... fuck ... fuck fuckkkkkk!"
Derek paused for a brief moment, then fucked forward with his full strength. When he did, her belly hit the wall with a loud smack. An instant later, his cock burst with electrifying warmth.
"Unhhhhhhh!" he cried, spitting her tit from his mouth. He jerked his 'head from under her arm and leaned back. While holding her waist tightly, his fingers making her flesh turn white, he fucked in and out wildly, savagely. Barking grunts escaped his open mouth.
"Goddddd!" Linda yelled out, clawing her nails into her palms, feeling another convulsion of orgasm riddle her guts.
"Oh ... shit . . . fucking shit!" Derek growled, heaving the rest of his jism into her yearning cunt. He crushed his crotch against her ass, then embraced her tightly; letting his hands cup her upturned tits. "Hot ... as a goddamned firecracker." He leaned his head against her right shoulder.
With the subsiding pangs of climax still filtering into. her guts, Linda was brought back to reality. How was it possible for something to be so good, yet so bad at the same time? She loved the passion, the release, but the humiliation that followed made her feel cheap, used.
"How'd you like that ass-fucking last night?" Derek said a few minutes later.
"I hated it," Linda said. "I don't think I'll ever, shit right again."
Her words made Derek laugh. He pulled away and untied her hands from the shower head. After pushing her to her knees, he retied the rope to the faucet just beneath the soap dish.
"Guess I'd better ream it out again," he laughed, kneeling behind her.
Linda didn't know if she would be able to take another fuck up the ass or not. Her shitter canal- seemed bruised, sore from last night. And just the thought of having him up her ass again-made her tremble.
"Please,... . don't hurt' me," she begged, squirming her hands against the ropes at her wrists. "My ass is killing me."
"Then I'll just have to cream it up for you," Derek whispered.
Linda waited with a mixture of horror and anticipation, In a few seconds, that terrible slab of cock would be fucking into her asshole:
In her asshole. She still.couldn't believe it.
God, in her asshole!
"Oh!" she cried, feeling his cockhead slip into the crack of her shitter. The tiny, puckered opening widened, slipped around the end of his rock-hard prickshaft. She gave another moan, but. not of pain, of surprise.
The pressure was still there, but it brought with it pleasure. And each time he nudged farther inside, the sensations became more delicious. At last, when the root of his prick stretched her ass opening and his balls rested just beneath her cunt opening, she felt the first flutterings of climax.
God, how she hated herself.
"Fuck me, baby," Derek whispered, sitting down in the tub. "Bounce this sweet ass up and down and eat my cock with your ass."
When he pulled her down on his lap, the ropes at her wrists stretched against the faucet, causing an electric-like jolt of pain to shoot up her arms. She looked at the knots, then at the soap dish.
Water from the shower was dripping over the bar of soap, onto the knots. Then, ignoring her passion, she pushed her hands upward, under the dish. Slippery soap dripped over the ropes.
If she could just slip free, she thought. She would have the element of surprise. She squeezed her fingers together, let the soap foam under the ropes.
It was working! The loop of rope inched from her wrist to the heel of her palm. Just a little more.
It was hard to concentrate. His cock was fucking in and out wildly, and, with each thrust, her pleasures built. She found herself writhing, but not so much to free herself as to suck more of his cock inside her asshole. "Fuck me ... God, fuck me," she groaned. "Poke my ass full of cock . . . and ... and ... screw me, you bastard."
While she bounced up and down over his crotch, Derek heaved his ass up and down, fucking the full length of his cock into her asshole. At first, it was easy to hold back, but as her insides became more demanding, he found it almost impossible to ignore the painful pressure inside his balls.
"Almost ... whore," he grunted, clawing at her tits, biting the back of her neck. "Any fucking second . . . "
Linda's mind was exploding with two opposite thoughts. Get free and stay. Escape the humiliation, but not until her insides were soaking with his warm, creamy cum.
"Give it to me ... Christ ... hard?" she begged, bucking wildly under his body. The ropes slipped a little more down her hands, almost to the first knuckle. "Ram me ... full, you prick . . . "
Her guts exploded with a savage, pulsating climax that caused her to jerk. When she did; the ropes eased to her fingertips. Now was not the time, however.' And even if it were, she had no control over her emotions.
Freedom was nothing, was even silly at this moment. Nothing mattered but the waves of ecstasy that swept in and out of her shitter and cunt.
"Screw me ... now l" she yelled, grasping the faucet while holding the ropes. ;
As she said the words, she felt her ass entrance stretch to the breaking point. An instant later, his cockhead began spitting like an angry snake, filling her ass with thick lumps of boiling jism.
"Shit ... fuck ... take it!" Derek cried. Every muscle in his body was flexed,, glistening from the water. "All of it . . .every drop . . ."
Linda experienced another savage convulsion of pleasure that seemed to freeze her insides. After the feeling peaked, she went limp, molding her asshole around the root of his pulsating cockshaft. She leaned her head forward and listened. to the water hit the back of her neck.
More of Derek's cum entered her body, then sloshed back around his throbbing prickshaft. Linda looked between her legs and saw the fuck juice float to the drain, then disappear.
When to do it? And what? Planning something was one thing, but to actually carry it out was another.
I will jump up, kick him in the nuts, tear the shower curtain down around his body and run like hell. Naked or not, I'll run into the parking lot, screaming my head off.
A sudden movement on Derek's part caused her to flinch. If he were going to untie her, it would be all over. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Wow ... that was fantastic," Derek said, falling to his back and placing his hands behind his head. "Let's just stay like this for a while, OK?"
This is even better, Linda thought. He'll be taken completely by surprise, the little prick. She could already taste victory, could feel her foot grinding into his balls.
She took a deep breath, flexed her body to spring. She then looked over her shoulder and let the ropes drop from her fingers. Derek was lying there as if asleep, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, splattered with warm water.
Now!
It worked like a dream. Linda jumped to her feet and grabbed the shower rod for support. She instantly whirled and crashed her right foot between his legs. Derek jerked up, his eyes bulging with pain. A choking, spluttering cry escaped his lips.
Linda jerked the shower curtain down and thrust it over his form. She leapt from the tub like a track star and fell toward the door.
Free!
While she heard him scramble around in the tub, she raced down the hall, toward the front door, her heart in her throat. As she touched the door knob, she heard the bathroom door crash open. Still, she had a good lead.
Her hands were soapy, causing her fingers to slip around the door knob. She tried with both hands, but it was useless. Had she thought more quickly, she would have yanked the curtains down and wrapped them about the knob for friction. But she didn't.
She heard pounding footsteps, growing louder and louder.
She twisted the knob furiously, but if anything, it got more slippery. She turned and saw him charge toward her like an angry bull. He was half-crouched, holding his balls. His face was purple with rage.
"You fucking ... bitch!" he spat, from only five feet away.
The knob caught in her palm, then turned. The door opened about five inches, then was slammed shut. Derek was on her, his elbow against the door, both hands around her neck.
Linda knew she was going to die. His fingers closed in, cut off her air. The room spun, grew dark. As her body went numb, the last thing she saw was the look in his eyes.
And she was glad for the darkness.
Chapter Five
A gouging, burning sensation in her cunt awakened Linda. She tried to push the hulking form away from her body, but ropes held her down. Her head was still spinning, making it impossible for her to focus in the darkened room.
She wasn't home, that much she knew. The smell different, like stale beer and filth. The bed, upon which she lay was gritty, much smaller, like a cot.
"Hurts ... please," she gasped.
"Feels fine to me," a voice she didn't recognize replied.
Startled, she twisted her head to see who it was on top of her, fucking his cock between her thighs.
It was one of Derek's friends, Randy Hollingsaworth. She'd never had him in any of her classes, -but he had a reputation for petty crimes and had been kicked out of school on several occasions. It had always seemed odd to Linda that the girls found him so attractive.
Randy's cock fucked farther up her cunt, causing another jolt of raw p4. Linda flinched; gave a choking cry, and again tried to free herself.
"Oh, baby, your pussy is so fine" Randy said, nuzzling his lips to the side of her neck. "Best fuck I've had all week."
In the dim light, Linda could make out his features. He was taller than Derek a d heavily muscled. His-hair was blond, setting off the dark blue of his eyes. He was a study in hard angles, his body powerful.
And from the way his prick felt as he fucked in and out of her pussy, she knew his cock must be a foot long and as big around as her wrist.
But what had happened to Derek? And where was she? At least she was a0 e, that's what really mattered.
"Ready for some hot cum?" Randy grunted, fucking all the way inside her cunt. "I've got a sweet load just for the French teacher."
Linda felt a new wave of humiliation sweep about her. Now it would be all over school for .sure. Derek and his friends would brag about how they -had fucked her, abused her. And even if they didgo to jail, she would be forever ruined.
She turned her head to one side and felt tears sting her cheeks. Randy was ready to blow his cum into her cunt. She knew from the way his cock was jerking. Suddenly, she flinched. In the corner, someone was in the shadows. He was crouched, watching them.
"Derek?" she asked. "Is ... is that you?" "Unhhhhhh!" Randy grunted, pounding in the first of his thick cum-load.
Linda squinted her eyes with pain as the gushing jism splashed her insides. It was like boiling acid eating into her membranes. And the pain!
"Ouch, it's killing me!" she panted. The boy was slamming his body down full force, knocking the wind out of her.
"Take it ... slut ... God, lick it up, your pussy and fuck it!" Randy said.
Somehow, Linda took the torture and waited for him to finish. When he did and pressed his full weight between her legs, she had to fight back a wave of sickness.
The figure in the shadows stood. When the moonlight from the window caught his face, Linda saw that it was, indeed, Derek. He walked over slowly and stood by the bed, a cruel smile on his lips.
"You fucked up, baby," he said softly. His voice was barely audible above Randy's wheezing gasps of satisfaction. "You really fucked up."
The memory of what had happened shot into Linda's mind. She had kicked him, then tried to escape. He had caught her and then . . .
Where was she?
Derek sat down on the edge of the bed and let his fingers glide over the soft angles of her ribs to the sides of her tits. He was looking at her evenly, not so much with anger, but like an emperor deciding the fate of a slave.
"Where am I?" Linda asked finally, finding it difficult even to speak. Randy was so heavy. "Where did you take me?"
"Oh, we have parties up here sometimes," Derek said. "It's not much to look at, but it's private."
It must be an abandoned house, Linda thought. Out in the woods north of town. She shivered with fear. No one in the world knew where she was. The two of them could do anything they wanted.
Suddenly, she heard loud laughter from behind the closed door. Her eyes widened with new terror. There were more of them!
"We're gonna fuck you to, pieces," Derek said, noticing her expression. "When Randy finishes, Johnny arid Greg are gonna take over. By then, I might be back in commission."
So that's what had happened. She must have done a number on him for him to call his buddies in. Or maybe he'd been planning on that all along.
"Hey, back off," Randy said to Derek. "You said I could fuck all I wanted." "Sure, go ahead," Derek said, standing. "Just don't damage the goods too much." Both boys laughed.
"You ready for some real fun now, whore?" Randy said, smiling down at her face.
"Go to hell!" Linda spat, her body trembling with anger.
Her remark seemed to amuse Randy. Instead of the slap she expected, he kissed her violently, ran his tongue over hers until she could hardly breathe. When he pulled his face back, he twisted slightly and reached to the side of the bed.
What he held in his hands caused Linda to cry out silently. The metal pliers glinted in the moonlight like an instrument of torture. And something told her that that was exactly what they were.
Derek walked toward the door and opened it. When he did, Linda saw two other boys in the adjoining room and the back of a girl's head: He was going to leave her alone; with this animal!
"Don't go!" she cried, her words slicing through the air. "Please, Derek!"
"Like I said, Randy," Derek said, ignoring her plea, "don't damage her . . . much." Had Derek seen the pliers? Suddenly, he was her protector, someone to save her from the horror that awaited her with Randy.'
The door closed, the sound echoing through the room like doom.
"Wha-what are you going to do?" Linda said, swallowing hard.
"Why, baby, I'm gonna make you scream," Randy said, his bone-white teeth glinting in the moonlight.
That's exactly what Linda planned on doing. If she yelled her head off, Derek might return. Before she could, however, Randy clamped his hand over her lips. He then reached to the side of the bed again and lifted a dirty, sweaty sock. He thrust it between her lips.
"Mmmmmfffff!" Linda shrieked, but she knew her voice didn't even carry to the door. "Now hang on, little lady," Randy said, sliding the cold metal of the pliers over the hollow of her throat, "you're gonna get a fucking that will knock your eyes out."
Linda broke out in a cold sweat when she felt the tiny jaws of the pliers open and close against her flesh. He wasn't hurting her yet, but she knew that at any moment he would clamp her skin between those horrible jaws.
"Where to start?" Randy murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Ever had your tits worked on with a pair of these?"
Linda shook her head and screamed again. The taste of the filthy sock gagged her. She tried to spit it out, but couldn't.
Randy raised his body and got to his knees. Slowly, he slipped his thighs under her body, letting about half of his cock remain inside her cunt. He cupped her left tit with his hand, then lowered the pliers to her right.
As the pliers came nearer, Linda looked at them as if they were a snake. The tiny jaws opened, glinted. Slowly, he slipped the mouth of the pliers around her nipple, closed it gently.
Linda shrieked again, her anticipation of pain worse than the pain itself. He would close it, squeeze her. Jill her with agony.
"Such sweet tits," Randy sighed, squeezing the handles of the pliers. "I love fucking and hurting ladies . . . "
Linda was plunged in a boiling river of pain.
Fiery sensations sprang from her nipple, eating into every cell of her body like icy-hot needles. At first the agony was so intense she couldn't even comprehend it. As the pliers tightened, however, she began bucking and screaming, jerking her hands and wrists against the ropes that held her.
"Like it?" Randy laughed. He stopped pressing the handles, letting the jaws widen. "Huh, baby? You like what I'm doing?"
When the jaws slipped from her nipple, the relief was so fantastic,; so delicious-, that Linda felt like thanking him. She fell back in a heap, her tits rising and falling quickly, She could feel sweat drip from the back of her neck.
"Gonna fuck you and hurt you, whore," Randy said, moving the pliers to her-other tit. Again Linda flinched and waited for the first explosion of agony. Knowing what to expect, she didn't scream, merely waited for it to happen, then be over.
When the jaws slipped around her left nipple, she became suddenly aware of his cock. His prick was fucking in and out, his balls tickling the insides of her thighs.
Odd, she hadn't been aware of his prick before. Just the pain.
The jaws of the pliers closed, sending a spasm of burning pain into her tit. Still, through it all, she felt his fucking cock.
Pain and pleasure swept in and out of her body, each fighting for control. Then, she felt his warm, sucking mouth on her other tit, pleasure won out. Her guts constricted, buzzed with sensations she couldn't understand. She began moving her ass around. She tightened and relaxed her pussy muscles. "Unhhhhhh," she groaned through `the sweaty material of the sock. Her pleasures built, then exploded, completely blocking out any pain. Her orgasm had barely peaked, when another convulsion of ecstasy shot into '" her cunt.
"Take it, slut bitch!" Randy gasped, wallowing his tongue over her bruised nipple. He began working the jaws of the pliers around her other tit; then finally let go. The pliers slipped from her body and hit the floor with a clink.
"Now screw me, baby," he panted, kissing back and forth between her tits.
Linda couldn't explain her reaction, but she didn't care. All that mattered was the fantastic spasms of climax that burst inside her body, one after another. She finally lost count, could only lie there and tremble with ultimate re lease. And, when she thought it couldn't possibly get any better, it did. A million times so.
Randy's cock, naturally curved, became even more curved, gouging the sides of her cunt canal. His cockhead, ballooned, then began spitting out thick globs of molten cum, Linda screamed again, feeling a climax tear into her body with each of the precious lumps of jism he drove into her cunt.
"Screw it . . . cocksucker," Randy gasped, licking from her tits to the hollow of her throat. He yanked the sock from her mouth and molded his lips around hers. "Fucking ... take it up your cunt ... screw me dry!"
Linda matched the intensity of his kiss with her flicking tongue. He tasted of-been and cigarets. More of his boiling cum plunged into her pussy, filling her completely. She chewed his lips and tongue, tasting the salty flavor of blood. And, like an animal with a taste for blood, she experienced another convulsion of primeval release.
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"There . . . shit ... take it!" Randy yelled, punching in the last of his cum-load. He squirmed his ass around, then went limp. Slowly, his head fell to her shoulder. "Jesus ... goddamned Christ . . . I .. . . I've never been fucked like that before!"
Linda's mind was flooded with a million disjointed thoughts. How could she have let herself go like that? To have enjoyed his brutal torture?
"Please ... get off," she whispered, closing her eyes with shame.
"Sure thing," Randy said, grinning. "I got to turn you over, anyway."
"Why?" Linda asked, looking at him with fear.
"Derek said you had the sweetest ass to fuck," Randy said, letting his fingers move over the insides of her thighs. "That a fact?"
Although Linda wanted to resist, she was too exhausted. When he untied her, then turned her to her stomach, she felt like a rag doll. He retied the ropes, stretching her body in 'a spread-eagle' position. He was kneeling between her legs, his hands on her ass.
What did I do to deserve this? she wondered. In a filthy, abandoned house, being fucked by this animal. But that wasn't the worst of it. There were others out there, waiting their turn. She was like a piece of meat, thrown to hungry dogs.
She flinched suddenly. Although she could feel his knees against the insides of her thighs, his cock was rubbing against the back of her neck!
Linda whipped her head around and her cheek brushed against an enormous cockhead. It looked so real, she at first thought he might have cut his own off. Then she realized what it was--a dildo. She'd never seen one before, except in pictures, but it still surprised her. Even up close it was so real she couldn't believe it.
"Some of the girls work out on this when we're too drunk to fuck," Randy said. "Thought you might like to suck it while I fuck your asshole."
"No," Linda said, turning her head. She was filled with total revulsion: "Get that thing away from me."
"Don't want to suck on it, huh?" Randy said, sliding the dildo down her back. "Well, I guess I'll just have to stuff it up your cunt."
Before Linda had time to react, she felt the grinding pressure of the rubber dildo between her legs. The tip of the fake cock pressed upward, gouged between her cunt lips. She flinched under the horrible pressure. At last, the dildo was fully inside her, and she exhaled loudly.
"Ever had two cocks inside you?" Randy asked, spreading her ass cheeks. "One in your pussy and one . . . here?"
As he said the last word, he thrust his cockhead into her puckered shitter opening. Leaning forward and grunting, he fucked the entire length of his prickshaft into her ass.
Linda had been prepared for pain, but nothing like this! With the dildo lodged inside her cunt and his cock in her asshole, it was like her entire body was filled with prick. She couldn't even breathe.
"You'd better get used to it, baby," Randy said, beginning to pump his ass up and down. "Sooner or later, we're all gonna fuck you.
You might even get lucky and have three or four cocks at the same time."
Linda couldn't even imagine the horror. Three cocks? God, how could she take three cocks? Of course, one of them would make her suck while the other two fucked her fuck holes.
She tried flexing her cunt muscles to spit the dildo out, but when she did, the monstrous thing nudged farther inside. The lip at the end of the dildo was lodged just outside her pussy opening.
"God . . . it's killing me," she said, her face turning ashen with agony. "I ... I can't take it . . . "
"Sure you can," Randy said, slipping his hands under her body. He pressed his fingers into the soft flesh of her tits, squeezing her bruised nipples. "Mmmmmmm, you can take anything you want." He scraped his teeth over the back of her neck.
That's easy for you to say, you son of a bitch. You don't have two cocks inside you, grinding away like cattle prods.
Two cocks . . . Two cocks!
No, a dildo and a cock, but if what he said were true, she would probably be fucked by all of them sooner or later. They were obviously bent on humiliating her totally.
She tried to imagine what it would be like to have two thick slabs of prick fucking her at the same time. While they fucked in and out of her body, she would have another one to suck 'On. Cum would flow like lava from a volcano.
This time she didn't fight the reaction of her body. When the delicate ripples turned into spasms of pleasure, she went with them. She began squirming beneath him, flexing and relaxing her muscles. Soon, she was so caught up in her ecstasy that the dildo seemed like a real cock. She could almost feel the fake prick pulsating, ready to spit out some cum.
"Ohhhh . . . God, fuck me!" she panted, licking across the gritty sheet on the bed as if it were a part of his huge, hulking body. "Give me some cum ... lots of cum ... ream out my shitter and fuck me . . . "
Her passion only inflamed Randy more. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her shoulders for support and fucked violently between her thighs. His bails began slapping the bottom of the rubber dildo with dull smacks.
"All the fucking way in, whore," he said, moving his face over the softness of her hair. "Jesus ... screw my big cock dry ... gonna blow your shitter wide open."
"'Give it to me, you fucking bastard!" Linda screamed, jerking her upper body against his chest. She twisted and squirmed as if on fire. "Jesus ... Jesus ... yessssss!"
When her orgasm reached a level of near savagery, she felt his cockhead explode, sending a spasm of molten cum inside her shitter. The stream of cum was so intense that she felt as if his fuck juices would boil through her membranes and spit right into her stomach,
She threw her head back and gave a silent scream, then fell forward. Every muscle in her body seemed to turn to rubber, She closed her eyes and moaned against the sheets, gasping for air.
"Unhhhh ... take it, slut ... all of it!" Randy-cried, every muscle in his body growing hard. "Shit . . . goddamned . . . motherfucking . . . unhhhhhh!"
The bursting sensations of cum filled Linda with renewed hunger. She began bucking and writhing wildly, screaming until her throat burned.
"Fuck ... fuck!" she shrieked. "Fuckkk meeeeee!"
Randy punched his jism into her body with hard, brutal fucks. And although her body was trembling with pain, Linda loved every second of the fuck.
"Jesus . . . damn!" Randy yelled, heaving the bulk of his cum-load into her asshole. As the fuck juices shot from his cockhead, be froze for a second, then slammed his full weight forward. The final globs melted from the end of his prickshaft. He fell against her body and kissed the back of her head, inhaling the perfumed fragrance of her hair.
Linda's body continued to ripple with pleasure long after his cock had stopped throbbing. It had been so wonderful, she thought, just fantasizing about . . .
She flinched as if she'd been slapped. God, here 1 go again. Thinking about fucking? What has happened to my self-respect?
Her mind swirling with confusion, she relaxed, tried to block her feelings. If only she could sleep, forget everything . . .
A short while later, she saw the door open. At first she thought it was Derek, but when the boy entered, she realized he was a little shorter, stockier.
"You finished with the whore?" he said. "Yeah," Randy said. "She's all yours." After Randy pulled away and stood up, Linda looked at the other boy. She hadn't seen him at school or she would have remembered. He had coal-black hair, a shock of curls around his square face. His eyes were dark as raisins. And even in this light, she could tell his expression was cold, unfeeling.
"Boy, of Derek sure knows how to pick them, doesn't he?" the boy said. "She's the best one we've had."
His words sent a shiver down Linda's spine. So she wasn't the first? And what had happened to the others? Had they also been tied up and fucked over and over?
"See you, Johnny," Randy said, walking toward the door.
At least she now knew his name. And something told her she would know a lot more about him in a few moments.
"OK, bitch, spread 'em," Johnny said, dropping to the bed and touching her backside. "I'll show you how a real man fucks."
Chapter Six
Linda gave a spluttering groan when she felt Johnny's hard cock fuck into her cunt. With him kneeling between her parted thighs and his hands supporting her lower body, she felt every hard inch of his prickshaft. It felt as if his cockhead, were fucking right through her guts.
"Ouch ... hurts," she gasped, throwing her head back. Her body had tightened, causing her arms and legs to pull against the ropes.
Searing spasms of pain shot into her joints. "Not ... so fast . . . please."
"Sorry, baby, I like a fast one to blow out the tubes," Johnny said. "Then . . . then we can fuck like minks for a long time."
Linda tried to relax, to make his fucking cock fuck in and out a little easier, but it was almost impossible. Each time his cockhead fucked into her pussy, her insides got more sensitive. There had to be a limit to the times a cunt could be screwed without being ruined.
"Damn . . . so fucking tight," Johnny said, slipping his hands from her waist to her thighs. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh and began yanking her back to meet his forward fucks. "Take it ... all the way up ... here!" He felt his balls throb with a thick load of cum.
As he fucked her more savagely, Linda realized the fuck wouldn't be so bad if he untied her. At least she could move around a little. She looked at her right wrist, saw the rope squeeze into her flesh.
Tied up and assaulted. Fucked brutally by someone she didn't even know. Did that fact make sex worse . . . or better?
Sex had always seemed to be something to share between two people who cared. But she'd had that with Mark, and sex with him had been little better than a handshake. And she had to admit that the gnawing itch in her pussy had been fully erased for the past two days.
While she still tried to make some sense of her confused thoughts, she felt her pussy mold itself firmly around his throbbing cock. A tiny stream of oozing fuck juice then began lubricating her cunt walls. Soon, his eockshaft began sloshing in and out noisily.
"Ohhhh, good," she whispered, glad that the pain was melting, being replaced with pleasure.
"Damn, you're hot," Johnny said, heaving forward with his full weight. "And ... and there's nothing I like better than a hot cunt to fuck."
Linda began working with him. Each time he fucked his prick forward, she pumped her ass to meet his cock. Their bodies began smacking noisily.
"Ohhhhh, yes!" Linda said a little louder, feeling her insides quiver with growing ecstasy. How could she have thought his cock was bad? His prick was perfect, totally filling her with throbbing cock. "Faster . . . harder ... screw my pussy into a million pieces!"
Suddenly, her pussy began vibrating; then exploded with savage release. Every muscle in her body tightened, then went slack. She took a .deep breath and yelled between clenched teeth.
"Fuckkkkkk!" she shrieked. Her orgasm shot upward, then burst around the root of his cock.
While her climax burned into every cell of her body, she hardly noticed when his cock expanded, began jerking. As the first molten glob of cum hit her insides, however, she became fully aware of the power of his climax.
Molten explosive lumps of cum blasted into her pussy with the force of a fire hose. And each wad seemed like a tiny liquid animal, clawing to get out of her body.
"Aieeeeee!" she shrieked, bucking wildly. "Screw it, you pig whore!" Johnny gasped, plunging in more creamy globs of jism. "Take it all the way in and fuck on my cock ... eat it out with your hot cunt."
Linda sucked and pulled on his prick with her flexing cunt muscles until they burned with exhaustion. Finally, when her insides were numb with pleasure, she collapsed and squirmed beneath him as if in agony. She could feel his jism slosh around his cockshaft, melt from the sides of her pussy opening and roll into her red-gold pussy hairs.
That one had to be the best, she thought. Perhaps it was because I didn't think of the shame, the humiliation. Nothing had mattered but the sheer ecstasy of cock in cunt. They had fucked like two cats on a fence.
She recognized the change in her attitude, and it frightened her. It was as if she were going down a roller coaster, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Did she want to stop it?
Johnny jabbed his body, forward, planting the final wad of cum in her cant, then fell over her body. He slipped his hands under her body and worked his fingers into the firm flesh of her tits.
"Ahhhhhh ... yes, now that's what I call blowing out the old tubes," he murmured. "Ready for that sweet, slow fuck?"
Linda didn't know if she were ready or not. These boys fucked with such intensity, such brute force she wondered if her cunt would last the night.
A sweet, slow fuck, as he said, might be nice, she thought.
"I ... I guess so," she said softly, still unable to sort out her feelings. "Do what you have to."
Johnny untied her, then turned her onto her back. He pushed her arms out again and reattached the ropes to her wrists and ankles. When her feet and hands were firmly anchored, he straddled her middle, letting his small, hairy ass crush down on her tits.
Linda opened her eyes wide and gasped when she saw his massive cock just a couple of inches from her mouth. No small wonder she'd felt like she'd been, fucked with a baseball bat. Even half-hard, his prick was enormous. And now his cock was covered with a mixture of her pussy juice and his cooling cum.
"Nice big tits," Johnny said, lowering his hands to the sides of her tits. He pushed them together so that both nipples buzzed against the underside of his cock. "Ever had a cock fuck these big things?"
She'd had Rod's cock slide over them before, when he'd thrown his body over hers and fucked her throat.
"Yes," she said softly, looking at the purple head of his cock. "I ... I think so." "Really?" Johnny said, a sadistic grin on his face. "Well, we'll just see about that." Linda watched with fascinated horror as he reached to the side of the bed and picked up a long piece of fuzzy rope. Then, when he began wrapping it around her middle, cross-crossing her tits, forming a figure-eight, her spine began tingling.
"Wha-what are you going to do?" she asked, looking at him intently.
"Gotta tie these together," Johnny grunted, slipping the ends of the ropes up around her neck. When he did, the force of pulling out the slack caused her tits to jerk upward. Linda's nipples were almost touching her chin. He tied the knot at the back of her neck.
"Ouch ... that ... hurts," Linda cried. True, it did hurt, but it also felt good. She liked the way the ropes pushed into her flesh, made her tits stand rigid. "Now . . . what are you ... going to do?"
In answer, Johnny shoved forward, burying his cockhead in the delicate folds of her tits. The ropes had made the valley of her tits like a cunt or shitter opening.
"Oh . . . Jesus!" Johnny gasped, fucking all the way forward. The end of his prickshaft peeked through the top part of her tits, nudged the hollow of her throat. His furry balls slid up her stomach and rested just at the bottom of her silky tits.
Linda found it difficult to believe the sensations that shot into her body. Although they weren't as intense as when her pussy or asshole were fucked, still the feeling was exciting. She felt delicate sensations shiver through her flesh, warm her insides.
"Ohhhhh ... fuck me," she whispered, squirming beneath him. "When ... you go, can I . . . can I have it!" She looked at his cockhead when his prick reappeared.
"Sure," Johnny chuckled. "Just open that sweet mouth like a baby bird. I'll let you know when."
Linda did exactly that. She also lapped her tongue out, ready to touch the silky texture of his cockhead when his prick pushed back through the silky mounds of her bound tits.
"Like it this way?" Johnny said. "Hmmm, baby?"
"Yes ... ohhh ... yes,"
Linda murmured, the only thing that could make the fuck better would be something inside her pussy.
"Is that dildo still over there?" she asked, feeling herself blush. "I mean if it is, would you?"
"Hey, you are cock-hungry, aren't you?" Johnny laughed.
"My pussy is just itching, that's all," Linda said.
"I can fix that," Johnny said. He squirmed his legs over and brushed his toes into the crack of her cunt. "Want to foot fuck me, or do you want that silly dildo?"
When Linda felt the hard pressure of his toes, she jerked. His foot was much better than the dildo. More yielding, and warm. She sucked with her pussy, drew his toes farther inside her cunt.
God, was she ever getting depraved? Her tits tied up and being fucked and this kid's toes in her cunt!
Rod had at one time accused her of being too tame. If only that bastard could see me now, she thought.
"Faster ... stick it to me faster," she whispered, lifting her head and opening her mouth wide. "Mmmmmmm, let me have some of your cock to suck . . . "
Johnny fucked totally forward. When he did, the end of his cockshaft fucked between her parted lips. She then locked her mouth so firmly around his prick that he found it a little difficult to pull back.
"You ... really want that thing, don't you?" he said, a sadistic glint in his eye. "Yes ... I ... I want it all," Linda said. The taste of his warm prick wasn't enough. She wanted his cock throbbing between her tonsils. She wanted to feel those wiry crotch hairs scratch the insides of her nose. "Fuck ... my mouth. instead."
"Later, baby," Johnny said. "Just hang on ... we'll see what happens."
Linda's body began aching, itching with the horrible sensations she'd known for such a long time. She began squirming her ass around, flexing and relaxing her cunt muscles around his toes, but it just didn't help. The itch was way back in her pussy, where only a cock could go.
"I ... I want it ... God, give it to me," she pleaded, pulling against the ropes at her wrists and ankles.
"You mean you want this?" Johnny said, slipping his cock from between her tits and holding his prick about an inch from her mouth.
"Yell" Linda gasped, lunging her head forward.
Johnny pulled back, then laughed.
"You little ... bastard," Linda said, her voice raw with hunger. "Give it to me." Again the boy jabbed his cockhead between her tits. After fucking them for a few moments, he let his cock flop upward and hit his stomach. He held his prick down with his right hand and began rolling the tip of his cock into the hollow of her throat, over her cheeks. Everywhere but in her open mouth.
Linda felt her body shake with pain. And for the next few moments, it seemed like the worst torture she could imagine. She had to have his cock!
She swallowed hard and watched Johnny sit back and begin jacking his cock. His delicious looking foreskin slipped up and down, over his thick, purplish prickhead. A tiny glistening drop of clear fuck fluid burned at the small slit of his cum-hole.
"I think I'll just blow my load right on your cocksucking face," Johnny said. "How about that, whore?"
Although Linda wanted his sweet prick inside her throat or her cunt, she became suddenly fascinated by his suggestion. She would get the chance to see his cockhead expand, then jerk with life. The cum would boil from his balls and splash all over her face. The fuck liquid would crawl over her flesh, melt downward.
"Please ... let me have it," she whispered, her eyes wide with lust. "Just ... give it to me ... anyway at all."
While Johnny jacked his cock up and down a little quicker, he worked his toes around in her cunt. Her pussy opening was sucking, pulling just like a mouth. He'd never seen a woman so hungry for anything in his life. Her torture at wanting and his pleasure at denying made it all the better.
"Ready for it?" he asked suddenly.
She gazed intently at the slightly spasming cum-hole. Instantly, a shot of molten jism spewed from the small opening. The first wad hit her between the eyes like a gunshot. Another quick explosion of cum blasted the side of her nose.
"Ohhhhhh!" she cried, opening her mouth so wide that her jaw ached. She managed to catch the third and fourth lumps of cum over her lapping tongue. "Splash ... it all over me!"
As his acid-like fuck juices poured over her face, shot into her hair, she felt her insides become an itchy cauldron. She squeezed her cunt muscles furiously around his toes, then arched her back.
An electric-like jolt of pure ecstasy swept into her guts. Then another and another . . . "Here ... take the rest, slut!" Johnny gasped, fucking his cock into her mouth.
"Unhhhh ... yes ... down your fucking throat, whore!"
When Linda felt his cockhead stab between her teeth, then slide over her tongue, she experienced an explosive convulsion of release. She pursed her lips tightly around his fucking cockshaft, then munched upward to the thick mass of curly, sweaty crotch hair.
"Fuck it in, bitch," Johnny growled, pumping his ass wildly up and down. His balls were slapping into the hollow of her throat, his knees moving in and out of her armpits. "Every ... goddamned ... drop, you prickloving pig!"
Their bodies smacked noisily because of the streams of cum against her face. The very sound was wonderful to Linda, causing her insides to rumble. She sucked savagely, almost as if she were trying to eat him off and swallow his fantastic slab of prick.
Finally, Johnny crushed his full weight between her lips and held himself there. After a delicious eternity for Linda, he went limp, covering her face with the hard, hairy muscularity of his stomach and crotch.
"Mmmmmmfffff," she gurgled, lapping her tongue around the rubbery surface of his prick, collecting her own cum-flavored spit.
When he pulled away- a few moments later and untied her right hand, she scooped up the stray globs of cooling cum and licked them down greedily. Oddly enough, each sweet drop only made her hungrier. She looked at him with begging eyes.
"Let me have some more," she said, squeezing her fingers over her bound tits. "God, I could drink that stuff forever ... mmmmm, it's so good and creamy."
"Sorry, baby, you sucked me dry," Johnny said, standing up and moving toward the door. "Where's Derek?" Linda asked. "Would you ask him to come in here?"
Although the boy didn't answer, Linda was sure Derek would come in. She would have a long talk with him. Perhaps they could work something out. It wasn't the end of the world.
He had given her humiliation and shame, but he was also responsible for pleasure she didn't even know existed.
And who the hell cared if her reputation as a teacher was shot? Or that the boys were years younger?
God, I'm talking crazy!
Alone with her thoughts for a few more moments in the darkened room, she came to her senses. She would just have to make the best of a bad situation. Somehow pull herself out of this insanity and go back to her old life.
When the door opened, she turned her head quickly and looked up at the shadowy figure. "So A's finally my turn," she heard a rich baritone voice say.
It wasn't Derek, but Greg Wilson. She knew that voice anywhere.
"Where's Derek?" she asked, swallowing hard. She felt suddenly frightened. "Derek?" Greg asked, closing the door. "Oh, he's in there fucking the shit out of Marie."
Linda couldn't believe it, but she actually felt jealous. Why, if he was able to fuck, wasn't he in here where he belonged?
Where he belonged ...
Now, however, she had something else to think about. Greg Wilson. Was Derek saving the worst for last? If so, he was right on that score. The boy had a terrible reputation at school. The idea of being with him, alone, in the same room filled her with a gnawing fear.
She watched him approach-stalk-and her body trembled with horror.
Chapter Seven
Linda's body was shaking with fear. Greg hadn't even touched her yet. He merely sat beside her and let his eyes wander over her body. She could hear a dull roar in her ears, feel her heart pound furiously.
He wasn't exactly a mean-looking person, except for his eyes. Tall and slim, he had the body of a basketball player. His hands and feet were rather large, powerful-looking: Surrounding his angular face was a soft crop of red-brown hair. His eyes were gray, almost colorless.
"So you're the nut-buster," he said at last, his smile dead, humorless.
Linda didn't know how to respond. As it turned out, a reply wasn't necessary. He was interested only in the physical, as if she were a fresh piece of meat.
Before, Linda had somehow been able to push back the thoughts of degradation and shame. Now, however, she felt humiliation rise, leaving a vomit-like taste in the back of her mouth.
Was he just going to look? It had been almost ten minutes and he hadn't made a move.
She flinched when his hand touched her tits. His was a cold touch, like that of a vampire. She screamed as if had stabbed her instead of only rubbing his fingers over her nipples.
"OK, let's get started," Greg said at last, as if they were going to do some terrible act together, instead of fucking.
Linda was silent as he untied her, then pulled her to her feet. He was taller than she had thought, towering over her. She felt his hands on her shoulders, then the warmth of his mouth.
Involuntarily, she responded to his passionate kiss, letting her to glide over his. His hulking frame surrounded her deliciously, made her totally aware of his masculinity. She could feel his cock throb through the material of his jeans.
After a long while, Linda felt herself being danced to the middle of the room. Very slowly, he stepped back, leaving her half slumping on her feet. While he watched her with interest, he walked over and gathered up the ropes.
Like a mouse being hypnotized by a snake, Linda gazed at him, unable to move. He tied her hands together, then attached another rope over an exposed rafter in the ceiling, then pulled out the slack. As her body jerked up and her toes barely touched the hardwood floor, Linda cried out.
"Hurts?" she panted, wondering why she hadn't put up a struggle. She was hanging like a side of beef. "Please . . . let me down." Ignoring her pleas, Greg attached the end of the rope to a stud in the cracked wall. After checking the knot, he attached ropes to her ankles and spread her legs wide. He also anchored the ends of these ropes to wall studs. Linda's big toes just barely touched the floor, causing her weight against the ropes to inflame her joints with grinding sensations of agony.
Her face contorted in anguish, and she looked at him. He seemed so' calm, almost as if he were alone in the room. Slowly, he shucked out of his clothes and stood before her, naked.
Through the pain, Linda felt a tremor of excitement when she gazed at his nude form. He looked like some evil pagan god in the dim light. His body was an overstatement of angles, as if he had no skin at all. Just powerful muscles stretched over bones.
His cock was bobbing up and down, gently slapping his hairy stomach. His balls seemed to be alive, pulsating like two furry animals. New fear flooded her insides when she saw him move away, toward a table in the far corner. She heard the clink of a chain.
She had survived the beating with Derek's belt, but a chain! God, she could already feel it tearing into her flesh, hammering her bones to splinters.
"Please . . . don't! You'll kill me!" she cried.
Greg walked over, swinging the long, half inch-wide chain back and forth. He stopped in front of her and rubbed the cold metal over her tits.
Linda flinched, causing her wrists and ankles to burn when she jerked her arms and feet. The touch of the metal was like an electric current.
"Don't hit me," she begged. "God, I'll do anything, just don't beat me with that!" "Beat you?" Greg asked, smiling. "Why, baby, I'm not gonna beat you. I'm gonna fuck you."
"Then . . . why the chain?" she said, choking on the words.
"I'm gonna fuck you with the chain," he said evenly.
Linda's mind became frozen with terror. She tried screaming, but her throat was constricted.
"Don't ... please don't," she finally whispered, not recognizing her own voice. "Gonna start you up like a lawn mower, sugar," Greg said, pressing his body close. "Help me! God ... Derek ... someone ... help me!" Linda screamed.
"Hey, baby, loosen up," Greg said, closing his mouth around hers. "It's gonna happen ... don't fight it."
While he kissed her open mouth, Linda felt the horrible chain move around her side, then dangle between her ass cheeks. At the same time, his massive, iron-like cock began probing into her cunt hairs.
"This is going to be good," Greg said, running the tip of his tongue ever her lips. Linda wished she could faint, but she couldn't. The chain seemed to be alive, like some horrible metal snake. And, still, she didn't know what he was going to do with it, refused even to consider the possibilities. "We'll take it slow and easy," Greg said, sliding the chain loops through his fingers until he reached the end. "I'll make it good for you ... I promise, baby."
Linda felt the first link of chain being squeezed into her asscrack. Slowly, her asshole opened, became molded around the piece of metal. The pain was intense, electrifying. She gave a spluttering moan into his mouth.
Now she knew what he was going to do. He was going to ram that dreadful chain up her ass while he fucked her and then he would yank it out. That's what he meant when he said he would start her up like a lawn mower.
"No ... God, no," she said, feeling her words almost vomit from her mouth.
The first link was inside and he was forcing in the second one. As it punched through the tightly constricted rim of her ass opening, she felt his cockhead sear into her cunt.
"Ohhhhh . . . God, this is gonna make it so fucking tight," Greg said, squirming his ass around.
Another link, another two inches of his rock-hard prickshaft.
Linda's insides became a cauldron of pain. "It's killing me!" she panted, feeling sweat bead up on her forehead. Her tits were heaving, her breath shallow. "Hurts ... God ... like fire . . ."
Three more links of chain ground into her shitter. About half of his enormous prick fucked upward, fucking itself into her constricted cunt.
Will it ever stop? she wondered.
"Just a little more;". Greg said, twisting his body around. "Ahhhhh . . . there it is. Linda felt the full-length of his prick .fuck into her, pussy. At the same time, he pushed in what seemed to be the millionth link of chain. Her entire body was trembling, racked with pain.
"Jesus .... God!" she grunted.
"Just relax, baby," Greg said, kissing from her mouth to her tits. "You're gonna love this."
She closed her eyes, wondering if she would be able to endure the torture another minute.
Slowly, Greg began fucking his cock in and out of her cant. At the same time; he began twisting the chain around in her asshole.
Linda jerked with pain then relaxed. A tiny flutter of pleasure caused her pussy muscles to lap around the end of his cock. The sensations then seemed to melt downward, ease into her ass. Her eyes widened with shock and surprise.
How could it be? she wondered. Having my ass stuffed with chain, and a monstrous cock drilling inside my pussy, and to-
She gasped; feeling the pleasure become more intense. Although the pleasure didn't wipe out the agony, it seemed to localize the pain. She felt a flood of relief start at her fingertips, sweep toward her middle.
"Shit . . . you're gonna love fucking like this, baby," Greg murmured, increasing the momentum of his fucking.
Linda could have enjoyed the fuck a lot more if a nagging thought hadn't been there he said he was going to yank the chain out. But when? The anticipation, the waiting, made her tremble. And what would it feel like? All those links bursting from her asshole.
Greg's balls began slapping the insides of Linda's thighs as he fucked her pussy a little harder. He then slipped his hand from the chain and let it dangle between her legs like an obscene tail. He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips and jerked her forward. He fucked his cock fully into her pussy with a slamming thrust.
"Take it!" he cried. "Goddamn you . . . fuck my big cock in and screw on it, whore!" Linda began working with him, feeling the chain swing back and forth. And, although she was still fearful of what was to happen later, the pleasure inside her cunt lessened her horror.
Almost anything would be worth the ecstasy she was feeling. His prick was so big and hard, slopping around in her burning fuck juices. And each quick rabbit-like fuck gave her insides more pleasure.
"Mmmmnun, fuck me!" she gasped, pushing her hips forward. "All the way in, you little bastard . . . screw my pussy apart and . . . and . . . just fuck the shit out of me!"
Although she was flooded with humiliation, she no longer cared. His cock was all that mattered. She could almost see his prick as his cock blasted in and out, fucked through her stick cunt canal, bumped the base of her spine. And could that kid suck tit!
"So sweet," Greg murmured, lapping his tongue over her nipples. He sucked as much of her firm tit-flesh as he could into his mouth, then bared his teeth. "Fucking . . . and eating tit ... love it."
Linda threw her head to one side and pressed her eyes closed. Her pleasure was beginning to peak, ready to burst in a spasm of climax.
"Faster ... harder, you prick!" she yelled, yanking against the ropes at her wrists and ankles. "God ... give me your hot cock ... all the way in . . . "
Greg began fucking in a fury, causing both their bodies to smack noisily together. The chain was whipping back and forth, slapping between his dangling balls, the bottom link popping the insides of Linda's calves.
"Screw it, you cum-sucking bitch!" he growled, gobbling greedily on her tits. He reached around and grabbed the chain in his right hand. "And . . . and get ready for a fucking you'll never forget."
Linda was almost senseless with ecstasy. And, although she could feel him grasp the chain, ready to pull it from her shitter, she no longer cared. In fact, she welcomed the pain. She wiggled her ass around, clawed her palms with her nails.
"Give it to me," she panted, rolling her head around. "God . . . stuff me with hot cum and ... and ... fuckkkkkkk!"
Her body jerked as her cunt convulsed with climax. The force of her release pulled his cock savagely inside her pussy, holding him there as if in a greasy, steamy vise.
"Ohhhhh . . . shit!" Greg yelled, spitting her tit from his mouth.
Several things happened in the next few seconds that would forever be burned into Linda's mind. When her climax reached a level of near pain, she felt him tear the chain from her shitter. Then, before the last link had shot from her ass opening, his cock exploded with greasy warmth.
"Aieeeeeee!" she shrieked, feeling as if every bone of her body had exploded.
Her feelings were impossible to comprehend. The chain was both horrible and wonderful at the same time. And the pain that ate into her body seemed essential, as if it framed the ecstasy, defined the pleasure clearly.
Cum boiled into her pussy, collected, then oozed back around his fucking prickshaft. When the fuck juices steamed over her fluttering cunt opening, another massive spasm of pure raw pleasure swept into her pussy.
"Fuck it ... cunt ... screw it alt"" Greg cried, biting down on her mouth. He pumped forward, then dropped the chain. He grabbed her ass cheeks and fucked forward with his full strength. "Every ... goddamned drop ... . .
. "
With a final burst of strength, Linda writhed and bucked, working with him, sucking on his cock with her cunt muscles. Then she went limp, hardly able to breathe.
He fucked in the last molten glob of jism. He held himself against her for a few seconds, then relaxed, gasping into her mouth.
"God ... the best," he said. "The fucking best I've ever had . . . "
Linda felt as if his cock had fucked her brains out. She couldn't even think for a while. She was 'a shell, empty of everything except his massive slowly withering prick.
'When he pulled away, however, she was brought back to reality. She still felt the humiliation, but now realized that most of her shame was self-inflicted. No one told her to enjoy the fuck. She had done it freely, hadn't really even fought it.
Somehow, that made her ordeal all the more terrible.
But, truly, she asked herself, would you do it over if you had the chance? I mean, starting with that first night when Derek had come in?
She honestly didn't know the answer. She didn't want to know the answer.
"You guys finished yet?" she heard Derek ask.
"Derek?" she whispered, turning her head. The boy walked in, his arms around a teenaged girl. She was slim and sensuous, raven-black hair setting off the violet color of her eyes.
It was Marie, and they had been in the next room ... fucking. Again, she felt a slight pang of jealousy.
Johnny and Randy walked into the room also, then sat on the floor near her feet. They were all looking at her as if they shared some evil secret she didn't know anything about.
Marie pulled away from Derek and moved around Linda's body. She pushed Greg aside, then let her eyes move down to Linda's cumsoaked cunt.
Linda couldn't imagine feeling more naked. The girl was looking at her like . . .
Like a man would?
Linda looked around quickly. The boys were sitting in a circle around her, as if they were going to watch a floor show or something.
"You won't bother us until I'm finished?" Marie asked the boys, although she kept her eyes on Linda's body.
"Now, we'll just sit here and watch," Derek said, a smile on his face that Linda found frightening.
What on earth were they planning?
"I ... I don't understand," Linda said, swallowing hard. She cringed, feeling Marie's gaze burn into her flesh like a hot poker. "Wha-what's going on?"
"Marie is going to make you feel good," Derek said.
"Feel good?" Linda repeated, feeling a sense of growing horror. "Mmmm-hmmmm," Marie said, reaching out with her right hand. "I'm gonna lick the sweet cum out of your pussy. And then you're gonna lick mine."
Chapter Eight
Marie dropped to her knees before Linda and, spread Linda's pussy open with her thumbs. As her milky, oozing insides came into view, Marie lapped the tip of her tongue inside Linda's small cunthole.
"Ohhhh ... the only way to lick cum . . . right out of a hot pussy," Marie murmured. Linda still hadn't gotten over her initial horror. A girl was doing that I And to make it worse, she was surrounded by boys who were watching. She felt dirty, defiled.
"Please . . . don't?" she gasped, trying to move away from Marie's hungry mouth. "This . . . this is wrong . .
"
If Marie heard, she didn't show it. She fucked her tongue more deeply inside Linda's cunt and reamed out a thick glob of pussy flavored cum. She drank it down greedily, noisily.
Linda looked down, tried to make some sense of an insane situation. How could a girl demean herself so? To put on a show for these animals . . .
"Lick it good," Derek urged. "I want that little pussy all steamed up for me."
Linda shot him a look of loathing, then gazed back down at what Marie was doing. The girl was licking and chewing hungrily, her lips now coated with oozing, milky fluid. Her pink tongue was like a small searching snake, flitting more deeply into the reddish gash.
"Mmmmmmm, somebody fuck me while I chew on this pussy," Marie said, turning her head slightly. "Cunt and cock at the same time
Her words became a muffled gurgle as she again locked her lips firmly around Linda's cunt. Linda felt the probing tongue once more gliding over her cream-splattered membranes. Marie's fingers were digging more firmly at the sides of her pussy, stretching back the loose folds of flesh.
Linda watched Randy crawl over and kneel behind the girl. He then humped forward, fucking his cock firmly into Marie's pussy, doggy-style.
What must be going through the girl's mind? Linda wondered. To have a thick prick grinding away in her cunt while she licks cum out of ...
She couldn't finish her thought. It was too horrible. Marie had to be perverted beyond comprehension.
"Ohhhh ... so sweet and tight," Marie moaned, baring her teeth. She took Linda's throbbing clit and sucked it between her lips. She bit at the base and slowly scraped her teeth upward. "Like this?"
"No," Linda said, although her voice was laced with uncertainty. "I ... I don't . . . " If she closed her eyes and pretended, it was almost like a man was licking her pussy. Yet, more gentle. And unlike a man, the girl seemed to fuck her tongue into areas Linda didn't think she had. Along with her sense of revulsion, she had to admit that her pussy hadn't been treated to such a delicate assault in her entire life.
The small tongue was almost like a cock, and the girl's breath was hot, adding to the growing heat of her own body.
"Don't . . . please!" Linda gasped, arguing with her own emotions. "I . . . I can't ... please."
The pressure of Marie's tongue increased, causing Linda's pussy to 'tighten and spit out an oozing stream of bubbly cunt juice. She felt the fuck fluid sucked out, then heard the girl's smacking, swallowing noises.
"Mmmmm, fuck me harder, Randy," Marie said, rubbing her nose into Linda's soft cunt hairs. "Fuck it in my asshole, too."
Linda looked past the girl's head and watched Randy. He began moving his ass quickly back and forth, letting his cock fuck first into the girl's pussy, then into her shitter.
Suddenly, she wondered what licking pussy would be like. Perhaps she was judging Marie too harshly. The girl was obviously totally free in matters of sex and felt that nothing was wrong. Her philosophy was probably, if it feels good, do it.
But to lick on another woman's pussy! Linda turned her eyes from Randy's fucking and let her gaze drop to Marie once more. The girl was so beautiful, so sensuous. Her hair was black as coal and shiny. And through the half-closed lids, Linda could see her violet eyes flash with hunger. Marie's upturned tits were nudging Linda's knees.
For Linda, it was almost as if she were looking at a woman for the first time in her life.
She became more aware of the gentle curves, of the sweet way the girl was licking.
Christ, I'm as bad as she is, she thought. I'm looking at her like a man would!
Marie's tongue became more demanding as Randy fucked her harder, smacked his body violently forward. It caused Linda to wince with the beginnings of shameful pleasure.
Linda tore her eyes away from Marie and looked at Derek. She flushed, noticing that he seemed to be reading her mind. He knew what she was thinking!
"Lick her pussy good," Derek said, his eyes still on Linda. "I want to hear her yell with pleasure."
Although Linda fought with every ounce of strength she could muster, she simply couldn't deny the ecstasy that swept into her body. Marie was an expert, even better than a man. And where Linda felt an itch, Marie was right there with her lips, her teeth and tongue.
Linda's eyes glazed with pleasure, letting her gaze take in the full spectacle. Randy's cock was fucking- wildly, Marie was writhing and groaning, her tongue fucking in. and out quickly.
Licking cum out of her pussy. . . .
Linda felt an acrid taste in the back of her mouth, like jism. She wanted some too. She - also wanted what Marie was getting. A thick slab of cock fucking away, ready to blow in large, boiling lumps of cum.
"Eat me," Linda heard herself say, shocked by her own words. Then, she couldn't stop speaking as her pleasures increased. "God, lick your tongue in and ream me out ... suck in the cum and gargle it down ... eat . . . pussy ... suck me in your stomach . . . "
The battle was over, she realized. Whether it was wrong or right no longer mattered. What did matter was the rippling, electric-like spasms of ecstasy that burned inside her cunt.
She began thrusting her hips back and forth, feeling Marie's tongue fuck deep inside. And each time the slick pressure nudged her membranes, her orgasm crept a little closer to her pussy opening. With agonized slowness, her climax finally shot around her puckered entrance and caused her muscles to jerk quickly, then lock firmly around Marie's tongue.
"Goddddddd!" Linda cried, her face turning ashen with release. Her climax was delicious, lasting longer than any -she'd ever known. It wasn't as intense and there weren't any explosive peaks, but it was still wonderful. She yelled again, gritting her teeth as if in pain.
Suddenly, her pussy was empty, aching for more of Marie's tongue. Linda looked down and saw the reason why. Marie had jerked backward and grabbed Randy's thighs. She was bouncing up and down on the boy's prick, sucking his cock fully inside her fluttering pussy.
"Fuck me . . . goddamn you, you bastard . . . fuck me ... hard!" Marie yelled.
She dropped her hands to her thighs, then grabbed Randy's balls. While he fucked upward, filling her pussy with rock-hard prick, she rolled his balls into her glistening, raven black pussy hairs.
"Cum . . . I ... I want tons of cum in my cunt," she panted, her eyes squinting closed with raw ecstasy.
Although Linda wanted the girl to come back to her cunt, she couldn't say anything. Watching her and Randy fuck like animals was almost as good. Their bodies were works of art, interlocking like pieces of a puzzle.
"Unhhhh ... take it, you cum-sucking, pussy-eating slut!" Randy gasped, every muscle in his body tightening.
Linda gazed at the thick, pulsating root of his prick as his cock fucked into Marie's steaming cunt opening. She could almost see the globs of molten cum shoot from the boy's cock, bursting up his large cum-tube. Jism would now be splashing deep into Marie's cunt, eating into her fluttering, swollen pussy walls like acid.
"Fuckkkkkkk!" Linda screamed, wondering how it was possible for her own orgasm to renew itself from her just watching them. "God . . . fuck her . . . me ... just ... fuck!"
As savage release tore into Linda's cunt, she watched Randy's cockroot smolder with sloshing wads of cum. Tiny, pearl-like drops flowed from Marie's throbbing cunt opening, rolling over his pulsating balls.
Linda found herself looking not only at the boy's cock but at Marie's pussy. Her cunt was beautiful, perfectly shaped, small and tight. She wondered suddenly exactly what a pussy would taste like, what it would be like to stick her tongue inside a cunt.
To lick cum out of a cunt ...
To eat out cock juices, to let her tongue slide over soft, puckered pussy lips, to go down on another woman.
"Ohhh ... shit ... take it!" Randy cried, punching his last molten wad of cum up Marie's pussy. He pulled the girl down and pulled his hips upward. When he did, about half of his cock appeared outside the girl's body. He gave another groan, then relaxed.
Marie continued writhing over his body, milking out the last spasm of her climax, then went limp. She lay on him for a few seconds, then rolled off. She crawled back to Linda and got to her knees.
"Want some of this?" Marie asked, cupping her own furry pussy opening. "Nice and hot and fresh." She rolled the wads of cum over her fingertips.
"Yes," Linda said softly, her eyes widening with hunger. She didn't care where the cum came from. It would be thick and -juicy and warm, would slide down her throat like cream. Her insides twitched with new pangs of pleasure:
Marie scooped out a thick glob of cum, then slowly stood. She then pushed her palm over Linda's right tit, slicking her tit up with pussy flavored jism. When cum was dripping down the sides of the large mound, she licked her tongue out and caught the stray fuck juices. Jesus. Eating cum off her tit!
Before Linda could react, however, Marie sucked all the fuck juices into her mouth, then locked her lips firmly around Linda's mouth. She thrust.her cum-coated tongue forward, between Linda's teeth.
Linda had never tasted anything so delicious in her entire life.. The cum was acid-like, but smelled sweet, of her own body. And, combined with the freshness of the girl's warm spit, it caused an immediate climax to rumble in her guts.
"Ohhhh, yes!" Linda cried, flinching with desire. "Lick me . . . lick me some more . . . please ... "
Marie jabbed her tongue in and out of -Linda's mouth for a few more seconds, then again dropped to her knees. She treated Linda's cunt to the same intense passion.
Linda squirmed, pulling her hands against the ropes at her wrists. Another sweet, longlasting climax boiled inside her pussy and inflamed every cell.
"Yes ... God, yes'." she panted, rolling her head around. "Make your tongue like a cock ... cock ... cock!"
After what seemed a delicious eternity, Linda went limp, gasping for air. And because of the rush of emotion, she couldn't even analyze what had happened. This she did know-she had at first been appalled, then actually begged for sex.
Marie pulled away at last and turned sideways. She lowered her head to Randy's crotch and sucked the boy's half-hard cock in her throat. She gave a soft moan, then began clawing at the boy's chest with her nails.
Linda watched, but found her eyes going to Marie's pussy. Her cunt was still loaded with cum, melting into the black hairs, etching the soft flesh of her thighs.
Derek stood up and walked over, facing Linda. He looked at her for a few moments, then began untying her.
"You want some of that cunt?" he asked. Linda didn't know if she wanted it or not. Maybe not to eat on, but she did want to see it better. It was like she'd never even seen a pussy before.
When she was free, she fell to her knees, just a few feet away from Marie. Slowly, she moved toward the girl, drawn by the heat of the girl's body.
The dark-haired cunt came closer, closer. At last, she reached out tentatively, felt an electric-like jolt when her fingers brushed against the loose folds of skin that surrounded the girl's puckered, cum-splattered pussy opening.
"Go ahead," Derek urged, pushing against the back of Linda's head. "Lick on it. Run that little tongue in and I'll fuck your shitter."
Linda spread Marie's thighs wider and nuzzled her head forward. And even before she touched Marie's milky opening with the tip of her tongue, she could almost taste the texture of male and female fuck juices combined.
"Mmmmmmm," Marie murmured around the root of Randy's cock when she felt Linda's mouth on her pussy. She spit the boy's prick out and looked down. "Eat me, baby. Eat on it and suck out my pussy like it's a big cock."
Although still feeling shame, Linda couldn't stop what was happening. She'd lost all control. She spread the girl's pussy opening with her fingers and began fucking her tongue in and out.
"Jesus ... sweet?" she gasped. The taste was like nothing she could describe. All silky and smooth, like kissing the inside of a throat.
"Mmmmmnm."
After she had been eating on Marie's pussy for a few moments, she felt Derek's hands on her waist. He liked her slightly, then she felt his hard, hairy thighs between her own. An instant later, his rigid cock was probing into her ass crack.
Pussy and cock together ...
Before Derek's cockhead even entered her ass, Linda felt a swelling in her body. Suddenly, her pussy and cunt were an inferno, bursting with ecstasy. She gave a long, choking scream into Marie's pussy.
"Fuckkkkk . . . fuck me!" she gurgled, fucking her tongue so hard inside Marie's cunt that her jaw ached.
"Shit ... take it," Derek whispered, fucking his prick into Linda's asshole. He squirmed his ass around as he moved forward. At last, the root of his prickshaft was firmly planted inside her ring of ass muscle. "So ... goddamned tight," he grunted, leaning slightly forward.
Linda froze for a second, then began writhing wildly. While she chewed and sucked on Marie's cum-splattered cunt, she banged her ass backward. Another convulsion of pure ecstasy swept along her pussy and ass walls.
"Unhhhhhhh!" she shrieked, reaching for Marie's firm tits. She took the tiny nipples between her fingers and pinched them. As she did, she could almost feel the same pressure against her own tits. She moaned again, burrowing her head firmly between Marie's thighs.
Behind her, Derek was fucking into her shitter like a sex-crazed animal. His balls were swinging back and forth, and each time he made full entry, his balls slapped into her redgold cunt hairs.
"Screw it in, bitch!" he gasped, licking her back, letting his head move slowly upward. "Jesus . . . fucking Christ . . . suck it right up to your pussy-loving brains, you lesbian whore!"
Linda didn't care what he called her. She was charged with pleasure, every square inch of her body burning with pleasure. While her tongue fucked in and out where a cum splashing cock had been, Derek's prick was satisfying her lustful itches.
A few seconds later, as another massive spasm of climax drilled into her guts, she felt the boy's prick grow even harder. As his cock fucked inside, his prick was like iron.
"Now . . . goddamn you ... now, slut pig!" Derek cried. He froze for a second, then crushed his full weight between her legs. "Screw this hot cum ... up your butt, bitch!" He felt the first of his explosive load shower into her ass guts.
The force of his move caused Linda's mouth to crush into Marie's cunt, choking off her scream of ecstasy. She turned her head slowly, letting her parted lips move through Marie's silky, black cunt hairs, then shrieked. Pleasure bordered on pain, filling her with more pangs of climax.
"Fuck me . . . fuck me dry!" Derek barked, fucking in the bulk of his load. "All of it ... every cocksucking drop, slut!"
Soon, Linda's asshole was churning with cum, and, finding no more room, the fuck fluid sloshed backward and flowed from her opening. She felt stinging streams of fuck juices ooze down the insides of her thighs.
"Ohhhh ... God!" she gasped, then went limp. Her hands fell from Marie's tits and hit the floor.
Above her, Marie was sucking furiously, her throat demanding Randy's jism. A few seconds later, her efforts were rewarded by a thick, boiling lump that plugged her throat. She gave a gurgling cry and began bobbing her head quickly up and down. Linda looked up and watched, feeling her own hunger increase dramatically.
"Let me have some of it, too," she said, touching the side of Marie's neck. "Phase ... kiss me with your mouth full of cum . . ."
Marie sucked the last of Randy's cum out of his cock and squirmed down. She planted a long, lingering kiss on Linda's mouth and spewed the warm cum into Linda's throat. Linda moaned passionately, then again went limp, the taste of the girl's mouth and Randy's cum on her lips.. She closed her eyes, feeling exhausted, satisfied, no longer caring what the world might think of her.
She felt she was ready for anything now. Anything.
"Hey, I want to fuck her now," Johnny said, getting up from where he'd been watching.
"Me, too," Greg joined in.
"We're all gonna fuck her," Derek said against the back of Linda's neck.
Linda shivered with anticipation, realizing the best was yet to come.
What she didn't realize was that the worst was also yet to come.
Chapter Nine
While Marie busied herself with Randy, Linda was pulled toward the bed by Derek, Johnny and Greg. Then, to her surprise, she felt them begin to tie her up again. It hardly seemed necessary as the idea of overpowering even one of them was ridiculous.
They stretched her arms over her head and bound her wrists together, tying the end of the rope to an exposed stud in the wall. They turned her slightly on her side, then placed more ropes around her ankles. Her legs were spread wide, then the slack jerked out of the ropes.
She felt like she was on a rack, but, in a way, the experience was enjoyable. She was going to be taken, fucked whether she liked it or not. Three cocks.
Three rock-hard, pulsating slabs of prick fucking inside her body.
Something told her she was going to like a three-way fuck very much, indeed.
Johnny, with his black hair and hard good looks joined her on the bed, lying behind her. He kissed the back of her neck, then reached for her rounded ass cheeks. After he spread them, he pushed the tip of his cock against her slightly puckered ass opening.
The first one, Linda thought. She remembered the pressure of the dildo and a cock, then the chain and a cock. Now, she would actually know two cocks.
As Johnny thrust his cockhead into the tiny slick opening of her shitter, Greg lay in front of her. He kissed her on her mouth, then let his face move to her right shoulder. His hands were on her thighs, his fingers working toward her red-gold patch of cunt hair. She could ,already feel the end of his prick against the inside of her thigh.
Greg moved his head down a little more, then licked on her right tit. As he did, she felt her pussy opening stretch to make room for his iron-like prick. His cock began sliding inside, filling her cunt with pressure, with warmth.
"Ohhhh ... that . . . hurts so nice," she murmured. Johnny and Greg pushed harder and finally managed to get all the way inside her. "Mmmmmmm, fuck me like this . . . the rest of the night."
She had barely gotten used to the monstrous sizes of their cockshafts when she felt her head jerked to one side. Derek had joined them on the bed and was sitting just above her left shoulder. He ran his fingers through her silky hair and turned her face toward his crotch.
"Here's the third prick for you, baby," he said, nudging her lips with the end of his shaft. "Eat on it and fuck us."
When his cock entered her mouth, Linda felt her insides jerk with pleasure. She still couldn't believe this was happening. Three cocks at the same time! God, there must be five pounds of prick, she thought.
And the cocks were all hers.
She thought of the nights alone when she would have given anything for just one of them. Shit, she'd even used a candle.
And now three! With three times as much cum.
"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, wallowing her tongue around Derek's cockshaft, inching her lips toward the furry root of his prick.
"Suck it, cocksucker," Derek growled, pushing her head firmly down in his-crotch. He jerked his hips upward, causing her nose to grind in his crotch hairs. "All the goddamned way in and ... eat me down, whore . . . "
As his prick fucked between her tonsils, then eased down her throat like a big snake, Linda felt harder pressure between her legs. Greg and Johnny were fucking in and out of her cunt and shitter with rhythmic strokes, completely sandwiching her between their hulking frames.
"Damn ... this is good," she heard Johnny murmur from behind her. "We'll have to fuck like this all the time ... makes your little asshole so tight . . . "
Linda didn't mind that at all. In fact, she didn't know if she would ever enjoy just one cock again. She gave a spluttering moan into Derek's cock hairs, felt her body grow tense with pleasure.
"Unh ... screw on me, bitch," Greg said, biting his teeth into the soft flesh of her tits while he screwed her pussy a little faster. "All the way up ... here ... mmmmm, fucking take inhere . . . "
Linda began working with them, squirming with a greater sense of urgency. And each time their rock-hard cocks fucked farther inside her body, she felt her ecstasy increase.
"Mmmmffff," she gurgled, pulling at the ropes around her wrists. She wanted to free herself, to dig her nails into Derek's hairy belly, draw him even closer. She moaned again and inhaled the heady aroma of his body.
"Lick on it, cocksucker," Derek said. He pulled back slightly, letting his cock slide from her mouth. He then reached down and grabbed his balls. He rolled them over her parted lips. "Lick on . . , all of me, slut pig!"
Linda lapped over his furry balls, then darted her tongue between them, to the crack of his ass. When he leaned back a little to give her a better angle, she began munching at his shitter opening.
"Ahhhh ... so good," she groaned, her eyes half-glazed with pleasure.
After leaving his shitter glistening with her warm spit, she kissed back to his balls, then sucked them inside her mouth one at a time. She spit them out and worked her lips up the underside of his cockshaft.
"Like it, don't you?" Derek said, watching her bare her teeth and pull back his loose foreskin. "Just one fucking cock-hungry bitch, huh?"
Linda no longer cared what he thought or what happened. This was a chance of a lifetime and even a spoiled reputation was worth it.
After she lapped her tongue under and around his foreskin, she gulped down on the thick, meaty cockhead. She shivered with pleasure as his prick throbbed across the roof of her mouth, then became lodged between her tonsils. She closed her lips tightly around the rubbery surface of his cockshaft and gave out a long, gurgling groan of nearing climax.
A sudden loud scream made her head turn to see what was happening with Marie and Randy. What she saw made her own pleasure flame her guts.
Marie was lying spread-eagle, humping her ass up and down quickly. Between her thighs, Randy was kneeling, jacking his cum over her body. Thick globs of jism were boiling into the fine, dark crotch hairs, over her smooth, flat stomach.
"Blow it on me, you prick," Marie moaned, clawing in the air. "Ohhhh ... I want to take a bath in the stuff!"
Linda could almost feel the acid-like sensations of cum on her own flesh. But she had three cocks, and they would soon be three times as good. She found it almost impossible to wait.
"Mmmmmmm ... fuck," she gurgled, writhing and bucking wildly.
Her pleasure infected the three boys. They began fucking their cocks forward with savage strokes, filling the room with noisy smacking sounds.
Suddenly, Linda's asshole became more constricted. Johnny's prick was getting harder, now pulsating like an angry puff adder. A couple of seconds later, she felt her pussy treated to the same feeling.
God, wouldn't it be wonderful if the two of them shot their loads at the same time? she thought. It would be too good to be true, but Derek's cock throbbed with life, and his tiny cum-hole began steaming. The base of his cock widened, stretched her lips painfully.
Or three of them!
Against all odds, it happened. Instantly, her shitter, her pussy and her throat were splattered at the same time. It took a delicious eternity for Linda to comprehend the fact, then went with the flow. With the second and third globs of cum from their pricks, her own climax tore into her guts like some burrowing beast, clawing at her guts.
"Aaaghhhhhh!" she spluttered, sending a milky spray of cum into Derek's crotch hairs. . "Suck, bitch," Derek grunted, fucking his cock wildly into her throat.
"Fuck, whore!" Johnny gasped from behind her.
"Screw in every drop, bitch," Greg said, munching at her tits while be fucked in his cum-load.
Linda seemed to be flying through cool space, surrounded by darkness, her body on fire with release. And when she thought her climax couldn't get any better, it did. She writhed and jerked as if tortured, experiencing one delicious orgasm after another.
And cum ...
Her insides were flooded with rivers of molten jism. Her throat burned, her pussy became plugged with the thick fuck juices, and her shitter was melting, no longer able to absorb any more of the fantastic fuck fluid.
She went limp and molded her mouth firmly around the base of Derek's cock. His prick still throbbed inside her throat, but his balls were empty. All his cum had boiled into her stomach, making her feel like a kitten who had finished a large bowl of cream.
"Ohhh, shit!" Johnny moaned, punching in the last of his jism. He held himself against her body for a few minutes, then collapsed. "Great ... fucking great." He squeezed his fingers into her sides.
Greg had stopped moving, but Linda could still feel his enormous cock throb inside her pussy. His cum was slowly moving backward, soaking into his crotch hairs, over his balls.
"OK, you guys get ready," Derek said to his friends. "This little baby and I want to be alone."
Greg and Johnny grumbled, but did as they were asked. A few moments later, they were on the floor with Randy and Marie, giving the girl the same treatment Linda had received.
Although Linda felt exhausted, she shivered with new pleasure. Derek was going to fuck her. And he, alone, could give her more than the pleasure of three cocks.
"Let's go outside," Derek said, tugging at the ropes around her wrists.
Linda had no choice in the matter. Would she ever?
She was pulled to her feet after he had untied her and was pushed toward the door. It suddenly dawned on her that she still didn't know where she was, hadn't been outside this room in what seemed like months.
She squinted her eyes when the light from the adjoining room hit her face. She hadn't realized exactly how weak she was. Suddenly, she flinched, seeing a large dog lying in the corner of the room. The dog sat up and cocked his ears.
"Like him?" Derek said to Linda. "His name is Hund. That's German for dog. He's a German shepherd."
"Clever," Linda quipped. She never had liked dogs. She moved closer to Derek and held his arm. "Does he bite?"
Derek didn't answer. He merely looked at her with a strange look in his eye and smiled. He called the dog, and the three of them walked out the back door.
The soft, cool wind refreshed Linda instantly, and she found it difficult to believe that she had been abducted, raped and abused. It was almost like she and Derek were married or something, just taking a walk after dinner.
"Where are we going?" she asked, seeing the woods behind the house. "It's dark." "Don't worry, I'll make a fire," Derek said. He had brought with them the, ropes and a six pack of beer. A pack of matches was inside the cellophane of the pack of cigarettes he held in his, left hand.
After they made their way into a small clearing, Derek gathered some wood and made a fire. When it was going good, he opened a beer and drank it off, while Linda watched.
Both of them were naked, and, in the woods around a fire, she was taken back to the days of the caveman. Everything seemed so primitive, so basic. And, in the amber light of, the fire, the boy looked extremely handsome, virile.
"You ready to get started?" Derek asked, tossing the beer can aside.
"Doing what?" Linda asked, swallowing hard.
"The, uh, grand finale, so to speak," Derek laughed.
Linda didn't like the sound of his voice, but what could she do? She thought about fleeing into the woods, but that would be stupid. She didn't even know where she was. And going back to the house was out of the question. And she certainly didn't want to anger him again. He walked over and tied long pieces of rope about her wrists. He then pushed her backward, between two trees. He first tied her left hand to the tree, and then her right.
After he took a few steps back and looked at her, Linda felt very vulnerable. And she didn't like the way the dog was looking at her from where he crouched near the fire. He looked like he would tear her to pieces on the slightest command from Derek.
"You're really pretty," Derek said.
He let his eyes move over her body. In the light of the fire, her skin became the color of ripe peaches, her red hair was darker, like smoldering flames about her face. Her tits were jutting upward, moving with her heavy breathing.
"Yes ... almost too pretty," he added. His tone caused a shiver to race up Linda's spine. Instead of being a compliment, his words sounded more like a sentence of death. And standing before the fire, naked as he was, he could have been some pagan prince in another time, sending a slave to the block or the flames.
Yet through her fright, she felt her cunt throb deliciously. She felt as evil as he looked, her animal instincts rising. She ran the tip of her tongue over her lips and waited for him to fuck her again.
Derek moved forward like a stalking panther, then let his hands touch her hips. He leaned forward and kissed her. The kiss was an almost chaste kiss, at first, but soon turned into one of full passion. Linda felt as if he were inflicting a wound on her mouth.
"You bitch," he grunted, embracing her tightly. "You cock-hungry bitch."
As her body became molded against his, Linda remembered his words. He told her she would crawl, would beg for him, Then, she had thought the idea more than ridiculous. Now, however.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "God, Derek, I'm begging like you asked. "I . . . I would crawl if I could ... please . . . "
"Sure," Derek whispered into her mouth. "I'll fuck you, and then-when we're even-I'll fuck you some more."
Even? What did he mean? Sure, she had insulted him in front of his friends, had kicked him in the balls, but hadn't she more than paid for those acts? She'd been humiliated, shamed, felt every kind of torture.
What else could he do to her? "Ohhhhhh," she gasped, feeling his cock fuck into her cunt. Her thoughts melted, except for those of his massive shaft of prick. Would she ever get used to his cock's enormous size? She hoped not. "Mmmmmm, fuck me, you little bastard!"
Derek withdrew his cock slightly, held himself there, then fucked forward with his full weight. The entire length of his prick entered her pussy, squeezed through her puckered cunt opening with a smacking pop.
"Unhhhhhh," he groaned, kissing from her mouth to the hollow of her throat. "I . . . I love fucking you like this." He munched toward her tits.
When his lips encircled her left nipple, Linda cried out with nearing climax. He'd barely fucked inside her, but just the pressure was enough.
"Fuck ... fuck me," she begged, tearing against the ropes at her hands until her wrists throbbed with delicious spasms of pain. "Give it to me hard ... all the way ... blow my pussy apart with cum . . . "
Derek sucked on her tits greedily while he increased the momentum of his fucking. Soon, his ass was slapping back and forth, a fleshy blur.
Linda's insides became electric with ecstasy. She threw her head back and almost fought the rising pleasure, wanting the urgency to last forever. Soon, however, she submitted to the demands of her cunt.
"Goddddddd!" she screamed, her entire body freezing for a second, as if time had stopped. Slowly, she began moving with him, then pushed her ass forward so hard she almost knocked him away. "Fuck me . . . goddamned bastard ... big cock ... fuck . . . fuck . . . Unhhhhhhhhh!"
As her explosive climax riddled her guts, she could feel the hard pressure of his cock increase. His cum-load was collecting, pushing against the walls of his balls_ Soon, the milky juices would spurt inside her, splash over her fluttering cunt walls.
The mere thought caused another flash of ecstasy. Her orgasm swept upward, burst inside her brain, then showered around her body. When the pangs subsided slightly, she felt his cockhead balloon, squeezing her tube of cunt muscle apart. Pain and pleasure now danced together, inflaming the, base of her spine.
"Ohhhhh, shit, take it! "Derek cried, biting into the soft, yielding flesh of her tits. His cum exploded from his pulsating cock, shooting up her pussy. "All of it . . . every fucking drop, whore!"
What Linda thought was pleasure before was nothing compared to what her body felt now. Her orgasm reached a level of intensity that even cut off her screams. Air rasped in and out of her lungs.
Finally, when the bulk of his cum-load had creamed into her pussy, she went limp. A soft, almost-silent moan escaped her lips.
"Unhhh . . . take it . . . right up . . . here!" Derek growled, fucking the final wads of cum into her cunt. "Here! Unhhhh . . . right up to your cum-sucking brains, you pig slut!"
Linda could feel his churning masses of cum inside her pussy. Slowly, they melted back around his cockshaft, then eased from her pussy opening. Although she couldn't see them, she knew they dangled like greasy spider webs, then slowly dropped to the ground.
And she knew if she weren't tied up, she would kneel, eat the fuck juices out of the dirt. "Oh, Christ, that's it," Derek said at last, squirming his ass around. He collapsed against her body and lifted his head. "For a nutbuster, you sure can fuck."
Linda looked past him to the fire. She could almost see their reflection in the flames, as if it were a fiery mirror. They were naked savages, primitive.
All her life she had aplogized-even to herself-for desiring the physical. The raw pleasure of cock in cunt, of even being whipped into submission. The barrier seemed suddenly torn away, and she looked at herself for the first time.
She liked what she saw, Yes, she liked herself, no longer felt the need to apologize to anyone. She also saw Derek in a new light.
And, through it all, she knew there would be another horror. He had said as much.
What will he do? she wondered. Inflict pain, more humiliation? Whip me with that other piece of rope?
Well, he could do it. She wouldn't mind. In fact, she would demand it.
Suddenly, she turned her head and saw the dog. He was sitting there as if waiting for his turn.
His turn?
And then she knew.
"Over here, Hund," Derek said to the dog. Linda's blood seemed to freeze.
Chapter Ten
When Derek pulled away from Linda's body, the German shepherd trotted over and seemed to pounce on her. She flinched, feeling the rough hairs of his under belly against her left knee. The dog's muzzle was in her face.
"Wha-what is he going to do?" Linda gasped, her eyes wide with fear.
"He's gonna fuck you," Derek said. "He's gonna stick his big dog cock up your cunt and fuck the shit out of you."
Linda thought she had experienced every humiliation possible: How wrong a person can be, she realized.
Tied up, then raped by a dog!
Through her shame, however, was the restless urge of animal pleasure. Both repelled and attracted, she wondered what- a dog's prick would fuck like.
She found out almost instantly.
"That's it, boy," Derek said, standing beside them. "Run that ol' red cock up her pussy and fuck her full of dog cum."
Linda felt a wet, probing pressure at the entrance of her cunt. A split-second later, the dog's prick was inside her pussy. His thin prick was like a snake, moving into areas where no other cock had been. And, even then, he kept fucking in morel
"Ohhhh, God!" Linda cried, throwing her head back. The dog's cock seemed to be fucking right up between her lungs, cutting off her air. "Hurts . . : hurts so good!"
'Linda looked into the dog's eyes and saw pure animal lust, then felt the dog's small ass begin to hump back and forth. She was now actually being fucked by a dog! .
"I'll just take over back here," Derek said, moving behind Linda: "Want us both at the same time, baby?"
"Yell" Linda gasped. "Ohhhhh . . . God, yes!"
Derek spread her ass cheeks, then fucked his prick forward. His cockhead fucked into her puckered shitter opening, then slid through the silky masses of ass muscle. His balls crawled up the insides of her thighs and hung from her ass entrance.
Fully penetrated by both a human cock and a dog prick, her insides reacted violently. She began squirming, writhing with anguished pleasure.
"Oh, fuck me, you goddamned dog, you bastard!" she cried, her tits heaving with excitement.
While the German shepherd fucked his long, swollen prick deep inside her cunt, Linda watched him lap at both her tits. His long, bone-white teeth nipped her flesh, filled her with greater ecstasy.
"Screw it, whore!" Derek grunted, shoving his full weight up between her legs. His cock fucked into her ass guts like a fist. "Ahhh . . . shit . . . yes ... take it all and fuck on it, slut!"
Linda was gripped by a paroxysm of pleasure, totally aware of both pricks inside her fuck holes. The differences were wonderful. Derek's cock was so rigid, so round and thick. The dog's cock was long, snake-like, and at the base were two small, rock-hard balls. -
"Fuck me, both of you . . . fuck me to pieces!" she cried, feeling her insides churn her fuck holes, sucking on their pricks as if her cunt and shitter had turned into throats. "I . . . I want it all, give it to me, every inch . . . "
Suddenly, with her pleasure mounting dramatically, she felt the dog's prick grow even harder. The end of Hund's cock then began curving like a hook. The movement of Hund's cock caused her insides to throb with a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure.
The dog bit into the flesh of her left tit, then growled. His small ass humped fully forward. "Godddddd!" Linda screamed, knowing the animal was almost ready to blow his thick, creamy load of cum.
When her orgasm burst savagely inside her pussy, the dog's rock-hard cock bent a little more, almost as if his prick would break. Then, with jerking, throbbing sensations, his oval-shaped cockhead exploded. A shower of dog cum flooded back alongside his shaft, then spit from her pussy opening.
When the bulk of the dog's cum had seared into her cunt, Linda felt her asshole tighten. Derek was fucking forward in a fury, his cock expanding, filling her ass totally.
"Screw me ... you dog-fucking whore," Derek grunted, heaving forward. "Ohhhhhh, shit!"
Dog and human cum at the same time. The thought was almost too good to bear. Linda bucked and writhed so violently that she thought the ropes at her wrists would cut through her flesh.
"Aieeeeeeee!" she yelled, her climax sucking on both their pricks, drawing their cocks fully inside. "Fuckkkkkkk!"
Derek fucked his cum-load deep up her asshole while he dug his fingers into the flesh of her sides. His open mouth was on the back of her neck, his teeth scraping over her soft flesh. His breathing was quick and shallow, his moans vibrating into her skull.
"Fuck me ... fuck me dry, you cocksucking slut!" he panted.
At last, both the dog and Derek stopped all movement. Slowly, the German shepherd threw his front paws to the ground. As he did, the twisted length of his cock slipped noisily from Linda's cunt opening. When his prick popped out, several wads of cum followed, creeping down the insides of her thighs.
Satisfied, the dog walked over and again sat by the fire. He put his head on his front paws and looked at her, an almost-human expression on his animal face.
"God, that was fantastic," Derek murmured, still holding Linda tightly. "Are we even yet?"
Yes, they were even. He had done it all. There was nothing left. Her mind felt burned out, her body exhausted, totally satisfied. Linda nodded her head, then closed her eyes. That gnawing itch seemed to be stilled forever. Then she almost laughed.
Christ, if Rod or Mark could see her now. Dog cum running down her legs, all tied up in front o_ a fire in the woods. Rod had complained that she was too tame, Mark that she was too wild. Both men would have been shocked beyond belief, to see the smile on her face.
Derek untied her and let her fall to the ground. He stood over her for a few moments, then began walking toward the house. Linda watched until he was gone, then ran her fingers in the pools of cum in the dirt.
Finally, she lay beside the fire and closed her eyes. The warmth of the flames bathed her to sleep.
Linda stepped from the shower and walked into her bedroom, not bothering to towel off. She sat down on the edge of the bed, then fell back and spread her legs slightly. Her fingers moved to the area of her pussy.
While she fingered her cunt hole, she moaned with ecstasy. She was bruised and aching, but it was wonderful, as if for the first time she knew how her body could respond.
In silence, Derek had given her her clothes, then had driven her home. She had gotten out of his car and walked to her door without looking back. Words weren't necessary.
Now, however, she wished she had invited him in. He could have been there beside her, his firm, muscular body warm to her touch. And instead of fingers, his cock would be fucking into her slicked-up pussy hole.
"Ohhh ... fuck me," she gasped, squirming her ass around, remembering how his magnificent cock looked, how his prick felt fucking wildly away in her cunt. "Mmmm, ram it in and-"
A knock on the front door made her jerk to a sitting position. Would it be Derek? Christ, don't let it be Mark.
She padded from the bedroom, not bothering to cover her nakedness. If it was Derek, he would welcome her nudity. If it was Mark, he would be frightened away.
"Derek!" she gasped, seeing the boy standing there, a slight smile on his face.
"Hello, Teach," he said. "Can I come in?" "Where do you want to come into?" Linda replied playfully.
"You're not pissed?" he asked, moving around her and closing the door. "You didn't say anything."
"I had a lot of thinking to do," Linda said: "About . . . what happened."
"And?"
"Would you like to spend the night?" she asked.
"Well, sure, but we've both got school tomorrow," Derek chuckled. "You teach, me learn."
Before she could say anything else, he embraced her tightly and locked his mouth against hers. While his tongue darted in and out over hers, he rubbed his crotch against her damp patch of cunt hair.
"Mmmmmm, fuck me," Linda murmured, clawing at his jeans. She finally pulled them down, then tore his shirt away from his hairy, muscular chest. She grasped his cock with both hands and pushed it into her cunt opening. "God ... yes . . . fuck me with this. Fuck me hard!"
"Crawl," Derek said, stepping backward. He shucked the rest of his clothes off and stood before her naked, his feet planted wide. "Crawl and beg, baby." He placed his hands on his hips.
Linda dropped to her knees and began crawling. Her mouth opened but she found it difficult to speak. Her full concentration was on his bobbing cockshaft. At last, she spoke, her knees sliding over the soft carpet.
"Please. . . fuck me ... let me suck you," she pleaded, reaching out. "God . . . I want you ... I've always wanted you . . . "
While she crawled, completely submitting herself to his desires, Derek moved backward. After they had gone down the hall and into her bedroom, he fell back on the bed and spread his legs.
Linda scrambled up on the bed and knelt between his thighs. She then lifted his rockhard cock from his stomach and held his prick reverently. Slowly, she lowered her face to the pulsating underside of his cock.
"Suck me all over, bitch," Derek said, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Every fucking inch ... with your hot mouth . . . "
Linda closed her lips around his ovalshaped, purplish-colored cockhead, then fucked her mouth fully to the hairy base. Even before the tip of his prickshaft reached the back of her throat, she felt her insides quiver with a nearing spasm of climax.
"Mmmmmm," she gurgled, clawing her nails into the muscles of his stomach. She sucked upward, letting his cock flop from her mouth and hit his stomach with a dull smack. "I ... I love this big thing." She kissed the underside of his cock as through his prick was an object of worship.
"All over," Derek commanded.
Linda washed his cock and balls with her flicking tongue, then took each of his balls inside her mouth. After wetting them with her spit, she placed her hands under his legs and lifted his thighs. When his knees touched his chest, she snuggled under him and bit the hairy opening of his asshole.
"Shit . . . yes, just like that," Derek grunted, feeling her tongue fuck quickly in and out of his ass.
After chewing and lapping hungrily on his asshole, Linda moved her mouth down his thighs, then took each of his toes between her lips. She sucked and pulled on them as if they were tiny cocks. A long while later, she kissed back up his legs.
Derek reached out and grasped the sheets. His face was contorted with anguished desire. He could feel his balls throb.
"Suck me ... God, suck me ... now," he said.
"Every square inch," Linda said softly, moving her mouth from his belly to his chest. Oddly enough, she was in control now. He was the slave, she the master.
She kissed into his armpits, took the silky hairs between her teeth, then stabbed her teeth into the taut muscles of his shoulders. Later, she kissed down his arms, sucked each of his fingers.
"God ... 1 can't take it ... now . . . please," Derek gasped, reaching for her head with his hands.
Linda gladly let her face be crushed to his crotch. She gulped his massive cock into her throat, then let her tongue wallow around his prick. After staying there for a long while, she began bobbing her head up and down. Slowly at first, then with speed. Her lips crushed fully to the wiry patch of hair, her chin separated his cum-filled balls.
"Jesus . . . yes ... suck me off . . . now, cocksucker," Derek growled, jerking to a sitting position. He wrapped his legs around her neck, causing her head to burrow fully between his thighs. "Take ... take it . . . you bitch."
The first scalding wad of cum hit the back of Linda's throat with delicious pressure. The fuck fluid then seemed to explode, sending a shower of fuck cream upward. When the second lump of jism burst from the end of hiscockshaft, twin silvery streams of cum boiled from both her nostrils.
"Aaaghhhhh!" she choked, feeling her own climax tear into her cunt like stabbing claws. She squirmed around, dug her nails into his chest. Another spluttering moan escaped her lips, sending a shower of cum into his crotch hairs.
"All of it!" Derek gasped, rocking them both back and forth. More cum burst into her throat, melted into her stomach. "Eat me dry ... all of it, baby!"
Linda gobbled up and down his cock wildly, savoring each sweet drop. And she loved his hulking frame engulfed her body, how his ankles were locked at her back. She seemed almost a part of him.
"Ohhh, Jesus," Derek said at last, letting his legs fall back to the bed. "That was almost o good."
"Ohhh . . . yes," Linda moaned, pulling her mouth from his still-throbbing prick. "I'd like to have your cock in me for the rest of my life."
She sat back on her haunches and let her fingers slip over the tops of his hairy, muscular thighs. And, as she looked at him, she felt for the first time that she was alive.
