The subject of victim psychology has become an area of great interest in recent years, due mostly, perhaps, to the widely publicized "conversion" of Patricia Hearst to the radical SLA. Why a victim will turn and become a party to his or her own abduction is a question open to hot debate.
The young woman in this story finds herself a pawn in a vicious plot for revenge. Through torture and repeated sexual assaults, Susan Allen eventually becomes a docile and obedient slave to her masters. What becomes of such once-innocent girls after their "training" sheds some light on the subject of man's potential for depravity. But what of the victims? Are they also guilty because of their behavior? Or are they simply robots carrying out their assigned tasks? Who can say?
ROPED CHAINED WIFE-a thought-provoking story of two women's reactions to brutality and slavery. A word of warning to us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Susan Allen had never liked the big house in the country, and she especially did not like it when her husband was not home. Susan was a girl who liked the bright lights of the city, and liked to have people around her.
She had thought about dressing up and going out for the evening but there was no place she really wanted to go. She might have gone to her mother's for the week if she had known her husband had been going to stay away that long.
She was not sorry for the way she had talked to her husband when he had phoned her a few minutes before. It was not really his fault that his job required that he stay away longer, but she had made him feel like it was.
Susan had always had her husband twisted around her little finger, as she had had most of the other men she had ever known. Part of her power was in her looks.
Susan was a leggy, honey blonde who could have been a model except that her figure was a little too lush. Most of the men she knew told her she looked like a movie star. She had never met a man who did not make it obvious that he desired her. Susan did not mind being desired.
They might not have desired her if they had known that she did not care for sex all that much. She gave in to her husband when it was required but she was even careful not to do that a lot. She always wanted him in a position where he wanted more from her.
"That bastard," Susan said. "I never should have let him talk me into moving to this place. I hate it."
The house was Susan's only concession during their married life. He wanted to live in the country so badly. But now Susan was thinking that it was time they found an apartment somewhere close to the city. Someplace with a little excitement.
Susan made herself a gin and tonic and sat down in front of the television. She had just showered and she was wearing a comfortable full-length robe with bra and panties and a cotton nightgown underneath. Susan would usually dress a little sexier when her husband was at home, if only to drive him crazy. But now there was no reason to dress up.
Susan was about to finish her drink when she heard a noise outside. She listened close and she heard it again. It sounded as if someone had been tapping on the window.
Susan started trembling with fear. She had little courage and that was one of the reasons she hated being alone.
Susan walked softly to the front door and made sure it was locked. She thought she heard a noise again but she couldn't be sure. She remembered that Paul had always told her to call the police if she wasn't sure. Deep down she thought it was her imagination and that it would be foolish to call the police.
Still, she started walking toward the phone when there was a sudden crashing noise behind her.
She was shocked as she turned around and saw that the great picture window had been broken out and that a man was crawling through the hole he had made.
She ran for the phone. She lifted it up and started dialing. Her fingers shook so badly that she couldn't get the right number. She kept trying to dial and suddenly the man was beside her. She tried to run but something crashed against the side of her head and sent her sprawling the floor.
She realized she had been struck with his fist. She looked up into the meanest face she'd ever seen. He was a huge man with short hair and a scarred cheek. He was big enough to be a weight lifter and she had the feeling he was also strong. He ripped the phone out of the wall.
"No phones," he said. "Who are you?" she asked. "What do you want?"
"Just a ass passing through, baby," he said. "And right now I want a drink and something to eat. We'll talk about other stuff later."
She looked up into the man's brutal face and she knew this man was capable of doing anything to her. She was as scared as she had ever been. She knew she had to get away from him and she tried. She jumped off the floor like she was a running back and she almost made it past him.
At the last moment he pushed his leg out in front of her and she stumbled. She hit the floor hard again and her robe parted in the front. She hurriedly pulled her robe down and clutched it together but not before he had caught a glimpse of her white thighs.
"Well," he said softly, "maybe I'm not so hungry after all. There are other things to think about."
"You leave me alone," she said.
"I'm not going to do anything that hasn't been done before," he said. "Just maybe not as well."
She tried to get up again and he caught her. He twisted her arms around his back and bent his head to kiss her. She brought a silken knee up between his legs and he grunted in pain. He brought his fist around in a savage motion and everything went black for a moment.
She shook her head to free the cobwebs and she found herself on her knees. She looked up at him. He had taken off his belt and he reached down for her. He flipped her over on her stomach and twisted her arms up behind her. He tied her arms together tightly with his belt.
"That should hold you for a few moments," he said. "And right now a few moments is all I need. I'm horny as hell."
"Please don't do anything to me," she moaned. "Please don't."
"You just relax, sugar," he said. "I'm just going to take a look at your beautiful body!"
He put one hand on the back of her head and kept her face pushed hard against the floor so that she wouldn't be able to struggle. His other hand moved up the backs of her thighs until he was stroking the luscious curve of her ass.
She could feel the heat of his fingers even through her clothes. He simply moved his fingers up and down for a few moments as if he was remembering what a woman's ass felt like.
"You should dress in something sexy," he said. "I can feel that you have a beautiful ass. You should wear clothes that show it off!"
There were tears in her eyes as she kept begging him to stop. All she could think about was how degrading it was. She had never liked sex that much and now this man was going to force her!
He reached down and pulled up the bottom of her robe. She struggled again but the steely grip of his fingers hardened and she felt like her head was going to be twisted off. She stopped struggling as he pulled her robe up to her waist. He put his hand on her ass again and squeezed. He kept moving his hand from one ass-cheek to the other and he kept squeezing.
"Stop that," she said.
"What's the matter, baby? Don't you like having your ass played with? I thought every woman enjoyed having her ass felt up a little."
His fingers were almost cruel. She cursed him and he laughed at her. His fingers kept squeezing her ass-cheeks and she knew he was squeezing hard enough to leave marks. She tried to move away but his fingers squeezed her neck. She stopped moving.
"That's the way, baby," he told her. "Just relax and enjoy it. I'm not going to hurt you."
He took his hand away again but she knew it wasn't going to be for long. She was right. He pulled her nightgown up to her waist and left her in nothing but a pair of panties. He put his hand over her ass again. This time she really did feel degraded.
"Stop that," she pleaded. "Stop that, please. Why are you doing this to me?"
"I'm doing it because you enjoy it, baby, and because I've waited a long time for a woman like you. I knew you were special the moment I saw you. I bet your pussy's going to be hotter than hell!"
She cursed him again. She had never been struck in her life and she had never been treated this way. Susan had never felt so helpless. But there was nothing she could do to stop him as he slid his hand into her panties and cupped her naked ass-cheek.
"Beautiful ass," he groaned. "You really do have a beautiful ass. It's perfect!"
His rough finger parted the crack of her ass. He moved his finger up and down her ass for a moment. He pushed his finger against her ass-hole and made her shiver. He moved his finger down a little more. She knew where his finger would eventually end up.
"I bet you've got a hot pussy, baby," he said. "I bet it's like a firecracker once you get going."
Susan frantically searched her mind for a way out. She knew he would never believe her if she told him she was frigid. But it was the only thing she could think of.
His fingers moved around to the junction of her thighs. In another second he was pushing her pussy lips. He gently moved his finger up and down her cunt lips. She shivered even though she was trying to control herself. She hoped he did not think she was getting worked up. She shivered because she was afraid.
"It's been a long time since I've had a classy piece of pussy like yours," he said. "Mostly it's the girls I find around. Never a real classy piece of ass!"
His fingers kept stroking her cunt lips. She gasped when he pressed one finger up between her cunt lips and started exploring the inside of her cunt.
"You feel real tight, baby," he said. "Are you real tight? Doesn't your husband fuck your hot cunt enough?"
Susan would have killed him at that moment if she'd had the opportunity. She would never have allowed any man to treat her this way. It was humiliating.
"I think I'll just take your panties off," he said.
He gripped her panties and pulled them down over her ass and down her long legs. She tried to keep them on but it did no good. In another moment he had them off and was dropping them on the floor.
"Now I can reach that pussy a lot better," he said.
His hand moved up between her legs again. This time he stuffed three fingers into her cunt. He started moving his fingers in and out of her tight cunt as fast as he could. Later she would tell herself that it was only natural that her pussy got juiced up. It was something the body did that she had no control over. But she wondered about the sudden tingles that shot up her body.
She closed her eyes and thought about ugly things. She would not show this animal that he was capable of giving her any pleasure at all.
"Nice pussy," he said. "I got you all juiced up and ready. You're going to give me a fuck like you've never given anyone before!"
He kept his fingers inside her cunt for a few moments longer but now she knew it was only a matter of time. He took his hand away from her cunt. His hand was relaxed and she turned her head enough to see what he was doing.
He had unzipped his pants and was tugging them down. She blinked as she saw the size of his monstrous cock bunched in his shorts. It looked big enough to make two cocks. She swallowed nervously and her body started trying to move away again. Once more he tightened his fingers and she stopped.
"Don't you get excited, baby," he told her. "You're going to fucking love it!"
He still held her with one hand while he pulled his shorts out of the way. His cock seemed to jump out like it was alive. She could see the dark blue veins at the head of his prick. She could see the tiny eye dripping cum.
"I'd like to turn you over and really enjoy your body," he told her. "But there's plenty of time. We can really get to know each other before your husband comes back."
She had been going to lie to him and tell him that her husband was due back soon, but now she realized that he knew more about her than he was telling. She didn't know him. She knew she had never seen him before. How did he know anything about her?
He moved up between her legs. His swollen cockhead brushed against the insides of her thighs and his cum made her feel sticky. She realized that he was going to do it to her from behind!
"Please don't," she whispered. "At least let me turn around. I'm not some kind of animal."
"That's all you are to me, baby," he said. "Just animal cunt. That's all you are." He moved his cock a little closer. His thick cockhead pressed between her ass-cheeks. He moved his cock up and down between her ass-cheeks until his dripping cum was clinging to her ass-hole. He moved his cock around until it was between her legs. He pressed and his cockhead popped easily into her cunt.
"Now you can't tell me you didn't want it, bitch," he said softly. "Look how easy it went in. You can't tell me you didn't want a big cock in your pussy!"
"Take it out of me," she moaned. "Please don't fuck me. I'll give you money. Anything. Only stop!"
"You don't sound so proud anymore, bitch," he told her. "You don't sound proud like you did that day you got me fired."
It was at that moment that she remembered where she had seen the man before and she understood how he knew things about her. He had been a gardener who worked on her mother's property. He had been just a face to her, she had not known him well. But one day she'd been out back in her black bikini and she'd caught him staring at her. She had complained to her mother and the man was fired. Now it all came back to her.
"Bill Kenton," she said.
"That's right, baby," he said. "You remember now, don't you? You remember getting me fired. Such a fucking proud bitch! Well, you're not so proud anymore."
Bill still had not put all of his cock inside her but now he drove his prick all the way in with one savage thrust. She gasped loudly as his knob seemed to go right through her belly and out her mouth. No other cock had ever been so deep inside her.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "Now I'm going to pay you back for the way you treated me!"
He kept one hand locking her face against the floor while he put his other hand underneath her. He started pinching her belly until she raised her body off the floor. Her motion was what he wanted for the movement. It seemed to make her pussy suck at his swollen cock.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "That's what I like. You keep moving your ass like that and I'll stop pinching!"
Susan was already in pain. His big cock had stretched her pussy wider than it had been. His cock and balls seemed to be tearing through her. She had to lift her ass, otherwise the pinching seemed to hurt worse.
His cock was going deeper into her pussy with every thrust and it seemed to be growing inside her. She knew it wouldn't be long before he came.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I've dreamed about this for so fucking long! I've dreamed about fucking your hot little ass!"
He was driving it into her harder and faster and his cum was already dripping inside her. She was disgusted with everything. She told herself that she felt nothing. At long as she kept thinking about how much she hated him, she would feel nothing at all.
"Lift that ass up high, baby," he told her. "I'm going to come. I'm going to flood your fucking pussy with cum. Lift it high, bitch. Oh fuuuck!"
He pinched her hard and she was forced to lift her body up as high as she could. His cock grew thicker inside her and his cum started spurting out in thick wads. His cum filled her pussy quickly and started running down the sides of her thighs. She thought she was going to be sick, but somehow she held back.
Finally he stopped shoving his cock into her and just waited until his cock went limp. When his prickflesh slipped out of her, her pussy felt like it had been mauled.
"Now's the time for some bread and water," he said. "I'm starved. I hope you got plenty of food in the house. Fucking always makes me hungry."
Susan couldn't believe any of this was really happening.
CHAPTER TWO
Bill found some ropes and he tied her to a chair in the kitchen. He left all her clothes on, except for her panties. Susan watched him stuff his face with food from her fridge while his cum still ran down the insides of her thighs.-"How long are you going to keep me tied up?" she asked.
"Maybe for a week, baby," he said. "Isn't that how long your husband's going to be gone?"
"How do you know?"
"I know everything about you, baby," he told her. "I've made it my business to know everything ever since that day five years ago when you had me fired for nothing."
"You were staring at me," she said.
"You're damn right I was! What do you expect! You came out into the back yard wearing practically nothing and prancing that beautiful ass around. You can't ask a red-blooded man not to stare."
"I didn't mean to turn you on," she said.
"The hell you didn't. You're the kind of woman who always wants to turn men on. You enjoy having men lusting after you just as long as they can't touch you."
"That's not true," she said.
He put down the beer he was drinking. She was not expecting it when the side of his hand almost knocked her head off. She was dizzy for a few moments and she tasted blood on her lips.
"You'd better understand something, bitch," he said. "You don't call me a liar anymore. I'm going to own your body and soul until your husband gets back. You just do what you're told."
"You can't treat me like this," she said.
Again he slapped her face hard. This time it was the other side of her face and it took her longer to clear the cobwebs. He was smiling. He didn't say anything but his hand came around again and she tried to ease her chair back. But it did not help. His fist made her see stars.
"Please stop," she whispered. "Please."
"That's better," he said. "I want you to learn your place. I want you to be polite while I'm fucking you!"
She didn't say anything else but she blushed a bright shade of red. Susan was beginning to understand that this man meant exactly what he said. He was going to put her through sheer hell for the next few days. She felt like she was going to be sick.
"Now you just stay right there, baby," he said. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
As if she was going to be able to go anywhere all tied up the way she was. He took his beer with him as he went out of the kitchen. He was gone a long time. He had one of the imagine cameras with him when he came back.
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"I'm just going to take some nice color shots to remember you by, baby," he told her.
He started taking pictures of her. He had the kind of camera that developed its own pictures and he started putting them out on the table. He took five shots of her tied up. She looked down at them. She had never seen herself look like this before. Her hair was tangled and sweaty. Her lips looked puffy. She looked very scared.
"Now for some nice cheesecake stuff," he said.
"No, please," she whispered. "Don't do anything else to me. Please don't."
Susan did not want to beg this man but she had no choice. She did not want him to touch her. She hated the touch of his rough hands. She kept thinking that he was nothing but a common man, a man who worked with his hands. It sickened her.
He undid the buttons on her robe. She could not stop him with her hands tied behind her. He unbuttoned the robe all the way down the front. His hand slipped into the front of her robe and he touched one of her covered tits.
"Nice, big tits," he said. "If you only knew how long I've been waiting to play with your tits."
There were tears in her eyes again as he played with one of her tits. He saw her tears but he only laughed. He took his hand out of her robe and then unbuttoned it the rest of the way down the front. He pulled the robe apart. She was still dressed in her nightgown and bra, but no panties.
"Wearing a bra to bed?" he said. "That's really strange. What does you husband say? Doesn't he like to hold onto your big tits at night?"
Susan knew her husband had often suggested that but she had always refused. She hadn't want him grabbing at her all night long. Now Susan wished her husband was here. She would let him hold her tits if that was what he wanted.
"Damn," Bill said. "You've just got too many clothes on!"
Bill went to the cabinet and took a sharp butcher knife out. He came over to where she sat. He started at her neck and he cut the nightgown all the way down to the bottom. Then he cut through the bra and jerked the two halves apart.
"Damn, damn, damn," Bill said, standing back up to look at her. "You're every fucking thing I ever imagined."
She felt obscene with him standing there looking at her like that. She had no way to cover up and his eyes seemed to burn holes through her.
"I've got to have some pictures of that," he told her.
"Please don't," she whispered. "Don't take any pictures."
"Baby, I've got to have some pictures of your body!"
Susan was shivering all over as he got out his camera again. In a few moments he had taken ten more pictures of her naked body. She could look down at them on the table and the pictures humiliated her even more.
"You've got a good-looking body," he told her. "You've got the best looking fucking body I've ever seen."
He kept taking pictuies. He had dozens of color shots of her in the nude. She hated her helpless feeling but she hated knowing he would have those pictures even more. He could show them to anybody. She would never feel completely safe again.
"That's all, baby," he said, putting the camera down. "Right now I've got a hard-on that won't quit!"
She watched as he pulled off his shirt. She had not looked at his body very closely before. Now she found that she couldn't take her eyes off his hairy, well-built chest. He was grinning at her as he pushed his pants down his legs and stepped out of them. His cock was bunched in his shorts.
She let her eyes go down to his swollen prick and she gasped for breath. It looked so big, even bigger than before. And it looked hard enough to tear a hole through his shorts.
He moved his cock so close to her face that it almost touched her. She thought she was going to be sick at the strong smell of his meaty cock. He moved a little closer and his sticky shorts pushed against her face. She almost knocked over her chair as she tried to back away.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked. "Haven't you ever kissed a man's cock before?"
"Oh no," she said, her voice sounded disgusted. "I couldn't do anything like that."
"It's about time you learned," he said.
She was getting deeper into shock as she watched him step away and then start sliding his shorts down his legs. She wanted to tear her eyes away but she couldn't. His cock was long and thick, and it kept looking-bigger every moment. The blue veins at the head of his cock seemed to be throbbing. A little bit of his cum ran out of the smail eye.
He moved close again and let his cockhead rest against her cheek. He caught the leg of her chair with his foot and she couldn't slide any farther away. He started rubbing his cock up and down against her cheek. Her cheek started getting wet with his cum. She was disgusted.
"You're going to kiss my cock," he told her.
"No," she said.
He slapped her again. She had barely got over the dizzy spell when he started pressing his cock against her lips. He didn't press the head of his cock against her mouth, but instead rubbed the base of his cock back and forth across her lips.
"Kiss it, bitch," he said. "Taste it. You're going to learn to love it!"
"You bastard," she said softly.
He grabbed her by a thick handful of her hair. He forced her head backwards until she thought her neck was going to crack. She started kissing his cock. She was sick at herself but anything was better than dying.
"That's better, baby," he told her. "Now you be nice to my cock. You kiss it all over and be real nice to it!"
He was moving his cock back and forth and she was able to kiss every inch of his fat cock.
In a few moments he drew back. His hands tightened on the back of her head.
"Now I want you to lick it all over," he told her. "Get it wet with your spit. I want you to love my cock with your lips!"
She was trembling. She kept thinking that she had never been treated so badly in her life. She hated this man. She hated what he was making her body. She also knew that she was going to do it because she was scared of him.
She started licking his prick. Her tongue moved up and down his cock. He relaxed his hold on her hair and he allowed her head to move freely. She was tasting his salty cock-meat and it was making her sick but she kept licking.
In a few moments his cock was glistening with her spit. She kept licking frantically because now she was afraid of what was going to happen next. She had heard of blow-jobs before and she knew that bad girls sometimes did things like that.
But she wasn't a bad girl and she'd never even been this close to her husband's cock!
She continued to lick at his salty cockflesh until he pulled away. Her heart started pounding. She knew he wasn't going to be satisfied with just her licking.
"Do you know what I want now?" he asked. "Do you know what I want you to do?"
"No," she lied.
"I bet you do, baby. You're going to suck my cock. You're going to suck it until I come. I'm going to shoot my wad in your pretty mouth and you're going to swallow it!"
"Oh no," she whispered. "Don't make me do that!"
"Shut up and suck it, bitch," he told her.
She turned her face away. It was a mistake. He grabbed her by the hair and started slapping her face. She thought she had been slapped hard before but now he seemed to be trying to knock her head right off her shoulders! In a few moments she was begging him to stop and promising to do anything if he would.
"That's better, baby," he told her. "Now let's see how good you suck cock!"
Susan trembled as he put his prick against her lips. She wanted to keep her mouth tightly shut but she couldn't stand to be slapped anymore. Already her face felt bruised and sore. She was afraid he would ruin her good-looks forever.
"Open your mouth, bitch," he said. "Suck it. Open your mouth wide and suck my fucking cock!"
She opened her mouth. The first thing she felt was how hotly his prick was throbbing. She started to close her mouth but then remembered her fear of him. She opened her mouth a little wider and his swollen cockhead slid in over her tongue.
"I can't believe it," he moaned. "I've got it in your mouth. I'm going to fuck your bitch mouth!"
He put one hand on the back of her head and he started pulling her face forward. She had his cockhead in the hollow of her cheek and she kept it there for a few moments. She was sure that she could never take all of his cock. His cock seemed even bigger now than it had felt in her cunt!
She rolled his cockhead over her tongue and into the hollow of her other cheek. Suddenly she tasted something very salty and she realized it was more of his cum except this time it was really thick.
She swallowed it. The salty taste going down the back of her throat almost gagged her. She had to swallow another drop just as quickly. She knew that she was going to choke, but Bill had no mercy on her.
"Deeper, baby," he said. "Take my cock deeper. I want you to take the whole fucking thing in your mouth."
She thought that it was too big to take but he was still trying to push it deeper into her mouth. His cock slid across the roof of her mouth and finally into the back of her throat. This time she did gag and he pulled his cock back quickly. He gave her time to catch a couple of deep breaths and then he started pushing his cock back into her mouth again. His cock was so enormous that she thought he was going to rip her mouth. She held his cockhead in her cheek again, still tasting his salty cum.
"Take it deep again, bitch," he told her. "We're just getting started good. I'm going to make a real good cock-sucker out of you. A fucking good cock-sucker!"
She tried to relax. She had the feeling he wouldn't pull back if he made her gag this time. She closed her eyes and concentrated on being completely relaxed. He kept pushing until his cockhead was at the back of her throat.
His cock was throbbing again. The hot throbbing seemed to send shivers throughout her body. She let her teeth scrape his cockflesh and he drew back a little.
"Now don't you bite, bitch," he warned her. "I'm going to fuck your face. I'm going to fuck your hot lips, so you just relax!"
There was spit dripping out of the corners of her mouth. She closed her lips around his cock as he drew back. She let her teeth scrape his cock because she thought he would enjoy it. He did. There was a quick shudder through his body.
"Now you're getting the idea, bitch," he said. "Now you're sucking my cock like I wanted it sucked!"
He kept one hand on the back of his head. He slid his other hand down to the creamy tit. He started brushing his fingertips back and forth across her nipple as he started to really fuck her mouth.
Susan found she no longer had to do any work. He started pushing with his hips and his massive cockhead was being driven deep into her throat. She found that she wasn't gagging anymore and that surprised her. It also frightened her that she was feeling some little tingles of excitement in her pussy.
It was crazy. This was humiliating. This was something she should have found disgusting and yet she was sucking him a little harder and using her tongue on his feverish cockflesh.
"You fucking sweet bitch," he groaned.
"I've been dreaming about this for long. I've always wanted to fuck your face!"
He started fucking her mouth a little harder. Now his prick was really getting inside her mouth deep and she still wasn't gagging. His balls were slapping her chin and they felt heavy with his cum. She started thinking about what it was going to be like to taste his thick cum pouring down her throat.
"You're trying to suck my cock off, bitch," he moaned. "Shit, your mouth is a hot sucking machine!" .
He dropped his hand down to her other titty. He was no longer afraid she would move away. His hands started squeezing her titties until it almost hurt. Yet there was something that caused a burning pleasure in her cunt. The pleasure was growing. She was glad when his cock started to stiff, even though she knew it meant tasting his spurting cum again.
"You fucking bitch," he yelled. "Drink my cum. Drink every fucking drop. Shit, here I come. Oh shiiiit!"
He stabbed his prick deep into her throat and his hard cockhead started shooting thick globs of cum into her mouth. She started swallowing as fast as she could but she couldn't take it all. It was dripping out of the corners of her mouth and making her face sticky.
He left his cock inside her mouth for a long time. Finally he pulled his cock out from her lips and then wiped his cock clean with the thick strands of her hair.
"That was just your second lesson, baby," he told her. "You're going to graduate before I'm done with you."
Susan only kept hoping she'd soon wake up from this nightmare.
CHAPTER THREE
Susan thought she had been humiliated about as much as a person could but Bill hadn't even gotten started yet. Bill took her up stairs and helped her wash herself. Then he brought out a suitcase that was filled with clothes he wanted her to wear.
"I didn't think you'd have any of this kinky stuff," Bill said. "And I wanted to have a real party."
He was right. She would have never bought any of the stuff he made her put on. He didn't let her put on a bra but he made her put on a red garter belt and black stockings and high heeled shoes. Then he took her to the bed and tied her down on her back.
She was tied with her hands outstretched and the other end of the rope on the bedpost. Then she realized that he was about to do the same to her legs.
"Don't do that," she whispered. "Do what you want to me but don't spread me apart like that."
"Why not, baby?" he asked.
"Because you can see everything," she answered. She even found herself looking down and blushing and she hated herself for it. "I'm so obscene that way."
"I want to see everything, baby," he said. "That's the idea. I want you with your legs spread apart and your pussy showing!"
He spread her legs apart and tied them. Now her legs were spread wide enough to show her pretty pink pussy. What made matters worse was that he went downstairs and got his camera and he took some more pictures of her tied up that way.
He showed her the pictures and she didn't want to look, but somehow she couldn't help herself. It looked like someone else lying there-a wanton whore. It wasn't the prim and proper Susan that her mother had brought her up to be.
"Oh damn," she said softly.
"Don't you like the pictures, baby?" he asked. "I like them. It shows all of your pretty pussy. You do have a beautiful pussy, baby. It's kind of hard not to keep playing with it!"
He put his hand on her thigh and then slid his fingers up to her cunt. He gently stroked her cunt walls and then pushed one finger inside her pussy. He moved his finger around inside her cunt until she had to shiver.
"You may not know much about fucking but you sure know all about fingers, baby. I bet you've put your fingers in your cunt often enough."
She would have never admitted that to him but it was true. She had played with her cunt many times after those long hot dates in high school. It had been the only thing to relieve the pressures that the making out sessions had left her in. She had stopped needing it so badly once she had married. Perhaps it was just because her husband didn't turn her on that much. She had thought it was because she had matured.
Yet, there was a flutter of excitement in her pussy just from having him talk about it.
"You've got a tight pussy, baby," he told her. "That's because you haven't been using your cunt enough. You can always tell a woman who's getting fucked really good. She's got that glazed, satisfied look. Most of the time you look like you hate men."
She didn't answer. His finger moving around in her cunt was making her flutter all over. She was confused. She wished he'd stop and yet she would he would never stop. She knew she had to get control of herself and soon.
He bent over the bed with her. She knew what he was going to do and she wished he would not. But already his hot mouth was moving over one of her titties. He opened his mouth and one of her nipples slipped inside his mouth. He began to suck on it gently.
"Don't do that," she whispered. "Oh, please don't do that."
She was really frightened but it was mostly because of the way he was making her feel. Her pussy seemed to get wet as his finger moved in and out of her cunt. He was rubbing against the edge of her clitty and it made her shiver.
He opened his mouth a little wider and he was sucking in more of her creamy titty. He was sucking her nipple to the back of his throat. His teeth caressed her titty as he pulled his mouth away. He moved his lips to her other nipple. He bit it gently and it caused her to shiver again.
"Yeah," he said, raising his head. "You like that, don't you? You like having your titty sucked on."
He opened his mouth and covered one of her titties. He started sucking on it gently. The quick fever went through her. It was un-like anything she had ever experienced. It was like her body was going to be torn apart. She closed her eyes and she tried to think of other things, anything else.
She was fighting it. It made her feel good to know that she was fighting. A few moments later and she had beaten the fires in her body. She was relaxed and smiling. Then his second finger slipped into her pussy and her body tensed again.
"You're fighting it, baby," he told her. "You shouldn't fight it so hard. Why don't you just relax and enjoy it?"
"You sick bastard," she moaned.
He laughed and his wet mouth was back at her titty. He was sucking and biting in a way she'd never felt before. He was making her pussy flutter. She kept thinking of other things but it was getting harder.
She tried tearing the ropes loose again but nothing happened. She couldn't get free. She kept pulling at them but they would not come free. She knew her arms would be burned by ropes but she frantically kept pulling.
"You'd better relax, baby," he told her. "I think I know the way to make you relax."
His tongue left her titty and moved down to her trembling belly. He started licking at her belly and wetting her with his spit. It made her shiver. She started bucking up toward him. His tongue went a little lower. His tongue pushed at her cunt.
"Oh no," she whispered. "You can't do that. Please don't. Oh shit, you can't."
"I'm going to make you feel real good, baby," he said.
His tongue pushed into her cunt-hair. He started moving his tongue around in her cunt-hair until she was bucking up against him. He finally went between her legs. His cheeks pressed between her thighs. His tongue gently pushed at her puffy cunt lips.
"Oh no," she groaned. "Oh no, please. Oh, don't do that!"
He was laughing at her as his tongue parted her cunt lips. This was ten times more exciting than his fingers. It made her think of nothing but sex. She tried to push her ass into the bed but that did no good. His tongue kept pushing.
"You're making me crazy," she whispered. "Don't do that to me. It's so sick."
"You're going to love it, baby," he told her. "You're going to really love this!"
His tongue pushed deeper into her wet cunt. He didn't move his tongue around right away. Instead he left his tongue deep inside her cunt without moving it. Then he slowly pulled his tongue back out, allowing it to brush against her clitty. Susan shivered with pleasure. He pushed his tongue deeper into her cunt and left it there for a few moments.
"That's good, baby," Bill told her, as he pulled back his face. "Your pussy tastes really good!"
She didn't answer. She couldn't. Her body was burning with a new kind of sick excitement. She had never dreamed that he could make her feel like this. She had never dreamed that anything could make her feel like this. Her husband had never even tried it. She would never have allowed it.
Now, he was making her crazy.
"You taste real good, bitch," he said. "I'm going to put my tongue back there and really lick your cunt!"
He put his face back between her legs. His tongue parted her cunt lips and he started moving his tongue in and out. He was tasting her tangy juices but he didn't seem to mind. He kept pushing his tongue a little deeper and letting his tongue brush against her swollen clitty.
"Stop," she moaned, but she was no longer sure she wanted him to stop.
His tongue did feel good. His tongue brushed against her clitty and again there were shivers of pleasure shooting through her. His tongue started thrusting in and out of her very quickly. He slipped his hands underneath her and lifted up her ass. His fingers pulled her ass-cheeks apart. His finger pushed at her hot ass-hole. Again she tried to jump away from him but she couldn't. His finger drove deep into her ass-hole and he started moving it in and out of her ass-hole with the same quick rhythm of his tongue.
She hated what was being done to her and yet she couldn't fight the delicious sensations that kept going through her body. Her pussy was really getting juicy. She could hear him swallowing her juices as he pushed his face closer.
He was making her feel his tongue even though she didn't want to. He kept licking the inside of her cunt and brushing his tongue across her hard clit. Her body seemed to catch on fire. She was completely out of control and he knew it.
He stopped sucking at her pussy, moving his face away from her wet cunt. Then he looked at her with a sense of power on his face.
"I bet you're ready for my cock now, babe," he said. "I bet you're ready to get a hard prick up your cunt."
Susan didn't answer him but she knew she didn't have to. He could see it in her flushed face as he got up off the bed. He slowly stripped off his clothes and she found herself staring at his swollen cock as he pulled his shorts down. His cock was huge! She kept feeling like it was getting bigger every time she saw it.
"Yeah, you like it," he whispered. "I know you like my big cock. I know you can't get enough of it."
He went to the bed, bent down, and kissed her lips. His tongue stabbed at her lips but she wouldn't open them. He kept stabbing at her lips until she was finally forced to open her mouth. She tasted her own juices on the tip of his tongue.
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he said. "I'm going to make you scream with pleasure. I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off!"
Her mouth was dry. Her heart was pounding. He kissed her mouth again. He slid one hand up her body to play with her titty. He caressed the nipple and she kept feeling that fluttering in her pussy. Her husband had never made her feel like this.
"Taste my cock, baby," he told her. "I want you to wet it with your lips and tongue!"
This time she didn't even try to move her head away as he moved up her body. His hard prick pushed against her mouth and she opened her lips. She pushed her tongue against it as his rubbery prick slipped over her tongue.
"Taste good, baby?" he asked. "I know it tastes good. I know you love my hot prick!"
He pushed his prick deep into her throat. She gagged a little but she quickly got her breath. He started moving his prick in and out of her lips. She realized that his cock hadn't been hard before but now it was getting hard, dripping salty-tasting cum along her tongue.
"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned. "I've got my cock deep in your mouth. I'm fucking your face just like I'm going to fuck your sweet pussy!"
He slid his cock in and out of her mouth so that his heavy balls kept slapping her chin. It was strange but just sucking his cock was making her pussy hot. She could feel her hard little clit quivering as he fucked her mouth.
He took his cock out of her mouth and started rubbing his wet prickhead against her face. His dripping cum was running down her cheeks and making her feel sticky. He moved his cock down to her titties. He was rubbing his cockhead against her nipple. He was degrading her even more and yet, all she could think about was the fact that she wanted his stiff cock in her pussy.
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he told her. "I'm going to fuck you half to death."
"Then do it, damn it," she whispered. "Oh shit, fuck me!"
He seemed a little surprised that she was so excited and she could have killed him for the smug expression on his face. But at that moment all she wanted was his cock and she would have done anything to have it. She would have fucked him at that moment if she hadn't been tied up.
Bill moved up and on top of her. His cock slid up between her legs and pushed against her puffy cunt. She couldn't move away and she didn't want to. He moved forward slowly and his throbbing cockhead parted her cunt lips and rested just inside her pussy.
"You have one fucking sweet cunt," he moaned. "You have one tight fucking cunt!"
She raised her ass. She couldn't control the movements of her body. She raised up high and his prick brutally shoved deeper into her pussy. His cockhead was throbbing hotly as it seemed to slide all the way into her belly.
"This is fucking nice," he groaned. "Oh shit yeah. You have one hot, sweet cunt!"
He slid his hands underneath her and half lifted her off the bed. He slowly began driving his cock in and out of her pussy. His big balls slapped her ass-cheeks with every stroke.
She had felt her husband's cock but now that she had Bill's cock in her cunt seemed that she'd never felt anything so big inside her. Bill was moving in and out slowly and his hard cock was stretching her cunt wider than ever before.
"There's nothing better than fucking," he groaned. "There's nothing better than fucking a sweet bitch like you!"
His weight was completely on top of her, mashing her tits almost flat. He started pushing his prick deeper inside her with every stroke. His throbbing prick seemed to be sending shudders throughout her at every thrust.
"Fuck me harder," she moaned. "I do like it. I can't help it. Fuck me harder!"
"I'm going to fuck your hot ass off, baby," he groaned.
She was ashamed of herself but there was nothing she could do to halt the animal desires in her body. She had always been such a stuffy prude but now she had turned wild.
Now her ass was coming up off the bed with his every thrust. She was tightening up her cunt walls against his thrusting prick. His heavy balls seemed even heavier as they slapped her. She could feel the fluttery heat in her belly and her juices were running down the sides of her thighs and wetting her ass-cheeks.
"Oh shit, you bastard," she gasped. "You're going to make me come. Oh shit, I can't help it. I can't fucking help it. Oh shiiiit!"
The heat grew in her body until it seemed like her body was exploding in a series of quick spasms. Her pussy juices flooded his cock. He kept thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy as hard as he could.
The last few spasms went through her body. She was still lifting her ass as high as she could. His prick was dripping cum inside her wet pussy.
"That's right, baby," he groaned. "Keep moving your sweet ass like that. Don't stop, baby. I don't want you to stop moving. Keep moving your sweet ass!"
She started lifting her ass even higher. His breathing was getting a little heavier. He slowed down a little as if he was trying to put off what was going to happen.
"Your pussy is so fucking fine," he moaned. "It's so fucking hard to hold back. Such a sweet fucking pussy!"
He lost control. He started ramming his cock into her as hard as he could again. His prick was growing inside her. She started squeezing her cunt walls together. His cock still felt good thrusting into her.
"I'm almost there, baby," he groaned. "I'm almost fucking there! I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to shoot my wad. Oh shit, it feels so good. So good. Oh shiiiit!"
He drove his cock into her deep and his jism started spurting inside her. His thick cum filled her cunt in seconds, spilling out of the sides of her pussy and wetting her thighs. He kept moving his prick in and out of her cunt for a few moments longer. Finally he stopped and his prick started getting a little limp.
"Yeah, baby," he told her. "I told you that you were going to be a good fuck and I was right, baby. And we're only beginning."
CHAPTER FOUR
"What are you going to do to me now?" Susan asked.
"You'll find out, sweetheart," Bill told her.
Her husband had rebuilt an old barn that was out behind their country house. He had turned it into an office and workshop. Susan had never liked the place very much because it had never stopped smelling like a barn to her.
That morning Bill had awakened her and taken her out to the barn. He had tied her arms together and left her stretched out on her side. She watched him fasten a couple of metal rings for her arms and a metal collar for her neck. She protested weakly as he put the rings on her arms and the collar around her neck.
He untied her arms but then he forced her over onto her stomach and he put a chain through the two metal rings on her arms. He nailed the other end of the chains into the wall. He then fastened another chain to the collar around her neck and nailed the other end of that chain to the wall. She found herself facing the wall on her knees. She was bent over in an uncomfortable position and she couldn't move around very much.
"You're not going to leave me like this?" she asked.
"For a little while," he told her. "Think of it this way. You're going to be glad to see me when I get back."
Susan couldn't believe that he was really going to leave her alone like this. Her back was already beginning to hurt. She could only turn her head slightly but she could see his form going out the door. She heard him shutting the door and locking it from the outside. It was completely dark with the door shut.
Susan had never been in this position in her life. She was completely alone and there was no one to help her. The only one could free her was the man who had put her here. She could smell the sour-sweet odor of the barn that she had always hated. She realized that she was chained just as other animals had been chained in this place. She was sure that was why he had brought her here.
"I am not an animal," she said out loud.
But she was beginning to feel like one. She was so ashamed of herself because of the way she had acted the night before. He had made her come for the first time in her life. She had come with her husband but it had never been like that. It had never been the shooting stars of the books. But the night before had been.
Just thinking about it made her queasy. She was also afraid that it might happen again. There had been a fire lit inside her and she did not know if she could keep it quenched.
It seemed like hours before he returned. Her throat had started getting parched and her muscles ached. She was thankful to hear the sound of the door opening. She saw his shadow out of the corner of her eye. He moved closer.
"Have you been having a nice time?" he asked.
"Why did you leave me here like this?" she asked.
"I couldn't take a chance on your getting away," he told her.
"But this was cruel. You could have tied me up some other way. You didn't have to hurt me so much."
"I didn't have to hurt you?" For the first time his voice sounded angry. "You mean you don't think you hurt me? You fixed it so I couldn't get another job with your rich folks on the hill. It meant a lot to me, baby. It was a nice job. You ruined that."
"You got another job," she said.
"Oh yeah. Sure, I did. But never another one where I could look at all that rich pussy running around. Besides, that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was being treated like I was common. Your rich mother bitch really knows how to fire someone. She's a big snob. But you were the one who got me fired. You're damn right I'm going to hurt you, baby, and it hasn't even started yet."
She didn't like the sound of his voice. She didn't like the wild glint of his eyes. He bent down and put his hand underneath her. His hot hand caressed the slope of her titty. She was too uncomfortable to care. She didn't try to move away from him as his hands caressed her round, creamy titties. His hands pulled at her nipples and caused her to shiver. His fingers moved down her body and between her legs. His fingertips started pushing against her pussy from behind. His fingers eased her cunt lips apart and one of his fingers slipped inside her.
"I like your pussy, baby," he said. "I like your hot pussy. I love having my fingers and my cock inside it!"
He stabbed two of his fingers up inside her. He started working his fingers around inside her cunt until she was shivering with pleasure. She didn't like feeling this way but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Stop, please," she said.
"You like it, bitch," he said. "You like it a lot!"
Another of his fingers jabbed into her pussy and he started working them in and out like a cock. At the same time he moved closer so that she could feel his swollen cock against her ass-cheeks. He was still dressed but she could feel how swollen his cock was.
He kept his one hand inside her pussy while he moved his other hand up to her tits. He started caressing her hot titties and making her groan.
"This time I'm going to do a little something different, baby," he finally said. He moved away from her and she tried looking back over her shoulder but she couldn't see much.
"What are you going to do to me?" she asked.
"You're going to find out, bitch," he said. "Something else you deserve from me!"
She didn't know what he was doing. She couldn't see him. It was a few minutes before she could see him again. Now he was holding his huge belt folded double in his hand, slapping the studded leather against his palm.
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"I'm going to spank your big ass, baby," he answered her. "I'm going to make you remember me for a long time!"
He swung the huge belt and slapped her creamy ass. Susan screamed in sudden pain. She thought that would stop with one blow but she was wrong. He was really going to make her hurt this time.
"Feel it, baby?" Bill said. "I'm going to make that hot ass red!"
He started slapping her harder and harder. The huge belt was turning her ass raw and red.
She was screaming at him but he wouldn't stop. He kept swinging that huge belt until she was crying and promising him anything if he would only stop.
Finally he stopped swinging the belt. She had never been so sore in her life. He stopped swinging the belt but he slapped her bare ass with his hand a couple of times.
"Don't do that!" she screamed.
He kept rubbing his hand up and down her ass-cheeks. Finally he pulled apart her ass-cheeks with his fingers. He jabbed another finger into her tight, hot ass-hole. He started working his finger in and out of her ass.
"You bastard!" Susan cried. "Are you ever going to stop, you fucking bastard?"
He laughed at her. His fingers moved around her ass-cheeks and then around to her pussy hole again. He stabbed a finger into her pussy hole and then pulled it back out. He moved closer and slid his hands up to her titties.
He moved up slightly until his prick was pushing at her cunt from behind. He gave a little thrust and his cock moved half inside her. He moved again and his cock went almost all the way inside her.
"Oh shit," she groaned.
"I'm going to put it in deep, baby," he said. "I'm going to push my fucking cock in deep!"
She didn't answer. A moment later he thrust as hard as he could and his big cock went all the way inside her cunt. Susan could feel the snug pressure of his balls against her. He didn't move for a few moments. Instead the hot throbbing of his cock seemed to send shivers all the way through her.
"You feel it, baby?" he asked. "You feel my cock inside you? You feel my cock?"
"I feel it, damn it," she moaned. "Yes, I feel it!"
Bill started fucking her. He moved his cock in and out slowly and his heavy balls slapped her loudly. She didn't like it but she found herself pushing back against his swollen prick.
"I'm fucking your pussy, baby," he gasped. "There's nothing as good as fucking your sweet pussy!"
He reached around and grabbed her big tits again. He held onto her titties hard as he started thrusting his cock into her very quickly. His cock seemed to be getting deeper into her belly than she had ever known one before. His throbbing cock sent shivers through her body.
"I'm going to pound your pussy this time, baby," he said.
He started pounding her as hard as he could. His rigid prick was sliding deep inside her pussy. Her body jerked each time he slammed his deep prick inside her. Some of his cum was starting to leak inside her.
He seemed to be trying to twist her tits off with his hard hands. She thought he was going to come inside her but instead he stopped slamming his cock inside her so hard. He paused for a moment with his heavy prick deep inside her.
"What are you doing now?" she asked. "Why did you stop? Why don't you fuck me and get it over with?"
"I'm going to fuck you, baby," he told her. "But maybe not where you want it!"
She didn't understand. He pulled his throbbing prick out of her cunt and his cum dripped on her ass-cheeks. He pulled his prick out of her completely and shoved it back inside again. He worked his cock around inside her for a few moments and then once more pulled it back out. His cock was still dripping cum on her ass.
"What's the matter, baby?" he asked her.
"I bet you're getting so you like having my big prick in your pussy!"
There was nothing she could say. It was true that she was beginning to enjoy the fat feeling of his cock in her pussy. She hated the man but he did give her some good sensations.
"Go ahead," she said. "Get it over with. Go ahead and fuck me and get it over with."
"Baby, I'm going to give you a lot more than you ever bargained for."
He was laughing at her as his fingers pulled her ass-cheeks apart. She shivered as one of his fingers pushed at her ass-hole. He drove his finger into her ass up to his knuckle then moved it in and out for a few moments. Susan was starting to feel uncomfortable.
"Stop that," she said. "Oh damn, stop that!"
He only laughed at her as his finger started moving in and out of her ass-hole. Finally he pulled his finger out of her ass-hole and she sighed in relief. But her relief only lasted for a second as he moved his prickhead against her ass-hole.
"Oh no!" she said. "You can't do that to me. Oh no, that's sick. Please stop!"
"You're getting everything you deserve, baby," he told her.
His hands moved around so he could grip her titties again. He tightened his hands on her tits and started pushing his prick a little harder at her tight ass-hole.
"Oh hell, don't," she moaned. "Don't do that. It hurts so fucking bad!"
He pushed against her ass-hole again. His cockhead had a lot of trouble popping into her ass-hole. It was stretching her ass-hole as she had never felt it.
Finally his cockhead popped inside her. It was just his cockhead but her body was protesting. She thought he was going to split her apart.
"Don't do it," she groaned. "Don't do this. Oh, please. Don't do this!"
He pushed again. His cockhead started stretching her ass-hole a little more. He gave another push and his cockhead went almost halfway inside her. Her ass-hole was stretched and hurting like hell. There was fire going through her.
She started fighting it. She started twisting away from his cock but it didn't help. Twisting around only made his cock lodge deeper inside her ass-hole. She kept screaming and trying to twist away until she could no longer move. She stopped and allowed him to push a little deeper into her ass.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Just relax. There's nothing you can do about it anyway. Just relax and enjoy it!"
"You're a sick bastard," she said.
He gave another shove and his big prick went all the way inside her ass. She had never felt anything like this before. The heat inside her ass-hole was threatening to tear her apart.
"It hurts," she moaned. "It hurts so bad. You bastard! You cruel, sick bastard!"
Bill didn't move for a long time. It was as if he wanted to give her time to get used to his fat cock throbbing inside her. He pulled back a little and pushed it inside her again. He rested for a while longer. It was crazy but Susan found herself starting to relax. Then he started moving again.
"You've got a fine ass, baby," he said. "I like your big, fine ass. It's fucking nice!"
His hands twisted her tits wildly as he started slamming his cock in her as hard as he could. His big prick was stretching her ass-cheeks even wider.
"Move your ass, bitch," he told her. "I want you to move your fucking ass. Move your fucking ass!"
She started pushing her ass back against him. She was gasping for breath. His cock was getting so deep inside her belly. She was still scared he was going to split her in half with his huge cockhead.
"You bastard," she moaned. "You fucking bastard!"
"You love it, baby," he said. "You love having a cock up your ass-hole. You fucking love it!"
He started pounding her ass-hole a little harder. It was making her shiver with pleasure. She hated him but she was beginning to feel something she had never felt before. She was beginning to shiver with delicious sensations. His hand moved down from her tit and in between her legs. She shivered again as one finger jabbed into her pussy. He started moving his finger in and out with the same quick rhythm of his cock.
"How did you like that, bitch?" he asked. "Don't you like being double-fucked?"
She didn't answer. She couldn't. There was a choking sensation in her throat. She was rocking back against his jabbing cock. She just couldn't help herself. At the same time he was thrusting his cock a little deeper inside her ass-hole with every stroke.
"Now you're starting to move, bitch," he told her. "I knew you'd start to like it. I knew you would. Shake that sweet ass, baby!"
He kept ramming his prick inside her, making her shiver with growing pleasure. He was making little sounds as he gasped for breath. His slapping balls sounded like gun shots.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "Oh fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to come, you bastard. You sick bastard Oh fuuuuck!"
It was happening to her again-that wild, animal pleasure she had never felt with her husband. Her body was rocking with spasms, twisting in pleasure. Her juices started running down his finger.
"That's what I like, bitch," he said. "That's what I fucking like. Shake your ass like that, bitch. Shake your fucking ass. Your big ass is making me crazy!"
He started driving his prick into her harder and hotter. His prick was getting bigger. His cum was spilling into her ass-hole. He stopped for a moment and there was a quick tension growing in his body. His body shook.
"Oh fuck, bitch," he groaned. "Oh fucking shit. It feels good. Oh fucking shit. Shiiiit!"
He rammed his cockhead deep into her ass-hole and his jism started spurting. His thick cum spilled into her. He pushed into her deeper and the rest of his salty cum spurted deep into her ass-hole.
"That's the way, baby," he said. "That's what I like. I like it when you move your ass, when you go crazy. You're learning, baby. You're learning!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Bill had brought her back to the house with her arms chained behind her and the metal collar around her neck. He led her with a length of chain. Susan was surprised to find another man sitting at her kitchen table drinking coffee.
He was a big, burly man just like Bill. He had dark wavy hair and cruel-looking eyes. She wanted to cover her body but there wasn't any way. She was completely naked for his eyes to run up and down freely.
"Well, Bill," he said. "I see you weren't lying."
"Would I lie to you, Harry?" Bill asked. "You'd better not," the man named Harry answered.
Susan had been scared of the things that Bill could do to her but the man named Harry was even more frightening. Bill was mean but there was something about Harry that was completely animal.
"Come here, bitch," Harry said.
She didn't move. She was scared of this man. Her legs wouldn't move toward him. He was smiling but it was a hard smile.
"I don't ask twice, bitch," he said.
He kicked a chair across the room and crashed it into her legs. She almost fell but Bill still had ahold of the chain. He jerked it up harshly and it stopped her from falling but it choked her. Susan gasped for breath for a few seconds.
Harry stood up and walked toward her. He hit her hard in the belly and again Bill jerked her head back up. Harry was still smiling as he reached down between her legs and grabbed a handful of her silken pussy hairs.
"Oh damn!" she screamed, as Harry started jerking at her cunt. She thought she had known pain before but this was un-like anything she had ever experienced. She almost passed out.
Harry finally stopped twisting her pussy hair and he walked back to the table and sat down.
"Come here, bitch," he said again.
She started toward him immediately but he held up his hand. She didn't know what he wanted and there was no doubt that she was scared. At that moment she wanted to please him more than she wanted to do anything. All of her snobbery had been torn out of her in the first few moments alone with Harry.
"What do you want me to do," she asked. "Please, tell me!"
"Crawl over here on your hands and knees, bitch," he said. "Do what I fucking tell you when I tell you!"
She went down on her hands and knees. Susan couldn't believe she was doing this. A month before and she wouldn't have served her husband an extra cup of coffee. Now she was crawling on her hands and knees, naked, toward a strange, savage man. She didn't know what else was in store for her.
She stopped between his legs. He opened his knees and let her crawl up between them. She stopped suddenly.
"Did I tell you to stop, bitch?" he asked. "No," she answered.
"No sir, damn it!" Harry yelled. He sounded like a mad man. "You show me some respect. And get your fucking face in my crotch. Lick my fucking crotch!"
"Yes sir," she answered.
She moved up between his legs and pressed her face against his sweat-stained crotch. His prick started to harden against her lips. She could sense the power in this man. He was un-like any man she had ever met. Even Bill did not have this much strength.
"I told you to lick my fucking crotch," he told her.
His jeans were dirty and sweat-stained but she started licking anyway. She was licking frantically. She could hear Bill laughing at her.
"I don't know how you fucking do it, Harry," Bill said. "Two minutes and you have them licking your crotch like they can't wait to satisfy you."
"You just have to know how to talk to them," Harry said.
Harry leaned back in his chair. He seemed to be content to have her lick his crotch for a long time. She continued to lick for what seemed like hours. In just a few moments his prick was big as a tree trunk, or at least it seemed that way to Susan.
"All right, baby," Harry said. "Take it out. Take my cock out!"
She knew she was going to have trouble with her arms chained up behind her. She couldn't even reach his cock. She bent her head down and started tugging at his zipper with her teeth. All she knew was that she had to satisfy him.
"That's good, bitch," he said. "Keep trying. Pull down my zipper but be careful you don't bite!"
She somehow got his zipper down but that was as much as she could do. She tried to get her face inside his trousers but she couldn't. She was getting frantic. She had the feeling that Harry would accept no excuses.
"You bitch!" Harry said. "Get the fucking zipper down. Get it down and get your face in my crotch!"
"I can't do it," she whispered.
It was a mistake. Harry reached down and grabbed her hair. His hands twisted in her hair and he jerked her head back. He spit into her face and then slapped her face as hard as she could.
"Never say you can't do it, bitch!" he told her. "And always say sir to me. Sir, damn it!
Don't forget. Now get your face in my crotch!"
It was an impossible task and he knew it. He was just being cruel to her. She put her face back in his crotch and she did the best she could but there was no way she was going to get his cock out just using her teeth.
"You stupid bitch," he finally said.
He knocked her on the side of the head and sent her spinning backwards. She tasted blood. She was trying to get up when he hit her again. She went crashing backwards and she couldn't get up. He started kicking her.
"Please stop," she moaned. "Oh, please don't do that!"
He kept kicking her and she folded up in the fetal position. She didn't know how long he kept kicking her but she knew she was going to be bruised and sore in the morning.
Then she felt something wet on her leg. He had taken his own cock out, finally, and he had pissed on her leg. It was the ultimate humiliation. Susan felt sick with shame. He reached down and grabbed her head. He jerked her up to her knees and pulled her face tightly against his rigid prick.
"Suck it now, bitch. Suck it good!"
"Yes sir," she answered him.
She knew that Harry was capable of doing things to her that she had never even heard of. Her heart was pounding as she put her lips on the head of his cock and tasted his piss. She opened her mouth and took his cockhead into her mouth. She started using her tongue and teeth against the ridge of his cock. She was trying to do everything she could think of to satisfy this brutal man.
"That's good, baby," Harry said. "You're learning fast. Now suck it deep!"
She sucked it deep. She sucked his swollen cock up over her tongue and into the back of her throat. She sucked his cock as deep as she could. His cock finally stopped with his heavy balls resting against her chin.
"That's the fucking way, baby," he told her. "You've got it fucking deep. That's what I fucking like. Suck it hard and get it deep!"
She was gasping for breath. Her spit was spilling out the sides of her mouth. Her spit was mixing with his lubricating cream and it was making a sticky mess out of her chin.
She wasn't surprised when Bill stepped closer behind her. He moved his hand down her back to her ass-cheeks, then down to her swollen pussy lips. He moved his hand back and forth across her pussy lips and it caused her to shiver with deep pleasure.
"She-likes this, Harry," he said. "She-likes having a finger and a cock in her pussy."
"I don't give a shit what she-likes," Harry told her. "The only thing I care about is that she makes me happy!"
Harry had both his hands on the sides of her head and his huge hands directed the movements of her head exactly the way he wanted her to go. Her mouth was making slobbering sounds as her head moved up and down. Her teeth skimmed her hot cockmeat and there was more of his creamy cum running down her chin.
She was gobbling his prick as quickly as she could, taking his prick deep inside her mouth. She could feel his swollen throbbing all the way through her body.
Bill's hand was moving between her legs. His fingers started playing gently at her cunt lips, then he drove two up into her cunt. He started moving his fingers in and out very quickly. His fingers were getting coated with her pussy juice and he moved them deeper inside her and started rubbing against her cunt walls. She shivered a little as one of his fingers brushed against her clitty.
"Move that hot ass, baby," he said. "You know you love it. Move that big, hot ass!"
And she was loving it. She hated herself for it but she was starting to push back her ass against his fingers. He was pushing two fingers inside very quickly. He started rubbing his fingers against her clitty each time he thrust them into her.
"She's enjoying that, Bill," Harry said. "She's really liking that. She's enjoying the hell out of it!"
She was taking his prick deep into her mouth, closing her lips around his prick as tightly as she could. Her lips were closing tightly around every inch of his prick as if she wanted to keep it inside her mouth forever.
Bill took his fingers out of her cunt. He moved behind her so that his hard prick was brushing against the insides of her thighs. Some of his cum was leaking on her and he moved his cock up a little to her hot pussy hole.
"Now you're going to get the shaft, cunt," he said. "You're going to get the fucking shaft this time!"
He moved forward slowly and his cockhead popped inside her. His cock slid into her slowly, his huge cockhead leading the way. He held off for a second and pulled back a little.
Then he pushed forward a little again, his hot, throbbing cock sending shivers through her.
"Sweet bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to give you a nice big piece of cock. I'm going to tear your ass up!"
He slid his cock deeper inside her. He finally pushed his cock all the way inside her until his balls slapped her. He quickly pulled his cock out and then slammed back into her again.
"She can feel that good," Harry said. "She can feel that big fucking cock of yours."
"I'm going to give it to her good," he said. "I'm going to tear her pussy to pieces!"
He started off slowly but she knew he was going to build up speed in time. He was fucking her with deep, hard strokes that was causing her body to shudder.
"Suck it harder, baby," Harry said. "Slobber over my cock. I'm going to give you a nice mouthful of cum and you're going to swallow every fucking drop!"
She sucked harder at his prick. Her lips moved up and down his swollen cock like she couldn't get enough. But it was nothing but fear that made her suck harder. She wanted to satisfy him. She didn't want him hurting her anymore.
She was sucking his cock so deep that his balls were touching her chin. More of his cum was dripping into her mouth and his cockhead seemed to have swollen in size. She started using her teeth on his rigid cockflesh, pulling her head all the way back and letting her teeth pull at his skin.
"You're doing fine, bitch," Harry moaned. "You're doing really good. You're going to be a great cock-sucker."
Bill had taken his cock out of her pussy. He rubbed it up and down her ass-cheeks and she knew what was coming next. He gently eased his cockhead against her sore ass-hole. He pushed gently but she was still tight enough so that it felt comfortable.
"I love her ass-hole," Bill moaned. "She's hot as hell. She's got such a tight little ass-hole."
Bill pushed a little harder. His big, swollen cock went into her deep. He gave another shove and his prick went all the way inside her so that his balls were touching her ass-cheeks. He pulled back and then slammed into her again. He started fucking her with deep strokes. His cock made her ass-hole slippery with cum.
"You sweet little bitch," he moaned. "You hot-assed bitch. Move, you sweet-assed bitch!"
She was bucking back against him as she took his swollen cock deep into her ass-hole. His hand moved underneath her. His fingers started gently caressing her pussy hole as he moved inside her.
"I'm going to make you love getting ass-fucked," he said. "I'm going to make you fucking love it!"
He started pushing his cock deeper into her ass-hole with every stroke. His fingers moved up inside her cunt and started rubbing against her clitty. He pushed his fingers as hard against her clitty as he could.
He shoved three fingers up inside her cunt, rubbing his fingers all around her cunt and rubbing her clitty. Each time it sent shivers through her body.
"Suck it harder, bitch," Harry said. "I want you to really suck my fucking cock. I want you to take every fucking inch!"
She was gobbling his cock all the way down to the root. His cum had a thick salty flavor and more of it kept dripping down the back of her throat.
"You're doing good, bitch," he moaned. "That's how I want my cock sucked. You're doing great!"
She was still letting her teeth scrape his feverish cock every time she sucked his cock deep. She tasted more and more of his hot cum on her tongue.
Harry gripped her head a little harder and now he was fucking her face as hard as he could. She could taste his big prick growing inside her mouth. She sucked harder. She knew he was getting ready to shoot his wad.
"You fucking bitch," Harry groaned. "You sweet fucking bitch! Taste my cum, bitch. Taste my fucking cum. Swallow every fucking drop. Oh fuuuuck!"
Harry gripped her so she could not escape and crammed his thick cockhead deep inside her mouth. She felt it at the back of her throat. His balls were touching her chin. He drew back and then shoved his prick down her throat again. She could taste his cum starting to leak into her mouth.
Then suddenly it was exploding inside her mouth in a thick wad. She coughed and gagged but he wouldn't release her head. She had to swallow and she kept swallowing as his prick kept spurting thick cum.
"You fucking whore-cunt," Harry groaned. "Suck every drop. Take it fucking all!"
Susan frantically drank his cum until there was no more left. She kept sucking hungrily at his cock until finally Harry pulled her head away.
"That's the way for a starter, baby," he said.
Harry slid back in his seat and now she could concentrate on the thick cock in her ass-hole. She quickly realized that this time she was not going to be satisfied. Bill was too horny. His cock was hard and dripping cum.
He stabbed into her ass as hard as he could and left his cock inside her deep as she felt it throbbing. His cum started dripping inside her.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "Oh shit. Shiiit!"
His cock exploded inside her. His cum started filling her ass and dripping out of her cunthole to wet her thighs. He kept moving his cock in and out of her for a few more moments. At that moment she wished she could have had his cock forever. It felt so damned good!
He pulled his prick out of her ass-hole and let his cum run down her ass-cheeks.
"You are a sweet bitch, baby," Bill said softly. "You're learning how to be a real cunt!"
CHAPTER SIX
Betty Allen knew that something was wrong the moment she drove up into the front yard. Betty hadn't heard from her daughter in two days and that was unusual. Susan never missed a chance to whine or complain and it was usually to her mother.
So Betty had decided to just take an afternoon and drive out to the forsaken little house in the country. How in hell had her son-in-law talked Susan into living here?
Betty stopped her car and looked at the broken picture window. There were no cars around. Her first thought was to drive right back out of the yard and get the police.
Betty had never been very good in these situations. She had been pampered all of her life, just as Susan had been, constantly treated like a princess. She had always had servants and people around to do things for her. She had always been frightened of any kind of situation that wasn't social work or something like that. She was frightened now, more frightened than she had ever been in her entire life.
But she knew she had to help her daughter. There could be something simple wrong. It might not be serious at all. Betty got out of the car and she could feel her heart pounding. She walked quickly to the door and tried it. It was locked.
She breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't get in. Probably the window had somehow broken and Susan had gone somewhere to find someone to fix it. Susan was helpless in fixing things, the same as Betty was.
Betty walked back to her car and her steps were a little lighter. She was a good-looking woman and she knew it. She had always kept herself looking nice so that even now she looked no more than a few years older than her daughter. Perhaps her tits were a little plumper and she was slightly wider around her hips, but she had the look of maturity that Susan was just now developing.
Betty was starting to get into her car when she suddenly became aware that there was someone standing near her. She turned and gasped for breath. Standing beside her was a tall, ugly man. He was twice her size and looked strong enough to break her in two without half trying.
Her heart nearly stopped.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I was just looking for my daughter," she answered.
"Your daughter?" The big man looked into her face and his face seemed to brighten. "Yeah. You do look like your daughter. She's a hot-looking bitch but I think you look even hotter."
Never in her life had Betty ever been spoken to like that. Her mouth dropped open and she was suddenly filled with a feeling of fear again. Her heart was pounding fast. She put her hand on her car door but he reached out as quick as a striking snake and his tough hand closed around hers and held her tightly.
"Let me go," she said.
"I'm not going to let you go, baby," he said. "I've got plans for you."
"Let me go!" Betty said.
Betty used her best look, the look that had often made her husband or other men feel about as tall as a dwarf. But this man only laughed at her and tightened his hand around her arm.
"You wanted to see your daughter, honey," he said. "I'm going to take you to see her. She'll be glad to see you."
Betty tried to twist out of his grip but his hand held her solidly. There was no way she was going to escape. She finally lashed out with one of her nails. She cut his palm deep and he jerked his hand away. He looked down at the blood on his hand as if he didn't believe it.
"You stupid bitch!" he said.
Harry back-handed Betty across the face and knocked her backwards. She was wearing a knee-length skirt that slipped up to her plump thighs before she could pull it back down.
"Now knock off the shit!" he said.
He dragged her to her feet again. She was bleeding from her mouth, in shock. Betty couldn't believe this was happening to her!
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"The barn," he told her.
She could not imagine what her daughter would be doing in the barn but she was dragged along behind the man until they reached the large building. Then the man pushed her ahead of him and into the gloomy darkness.
It took a few moments for her eyes to adjust to the light. What she saw shocked her. Her daughter was suspended from the rafters. Her back was covered with welts where she had been beaten.
"Oh no!" Betty said.
Betty saw the other man and recognized him immediately. He had not changed very much. Bill was still the same tall, skinny man with the evil eyes. He was looking at her just as he always did. Betty had not fired Bill because of her daughter. Her daughter had often exposed herself like she had that day. She had fired him because he was always looking at Betty in almost the same way he looked at her daughter.
"I'll be damned," Bill said. "So the bitch mother has come over to check up on the young. Things couldn't have turned out better."
"What have you been doing to her?"
"That's obvious, bitch," Bill said. "We've just been teaching her a lesson in manners."
"You sick bastard," Betty said.
It was a mistake. A jolting pain shot up through her arms and all the way through her body. She was dizzy for a second. She dropped down on her knees and then she was kicked in the back. She was face down on the wooden floor and a huge foot was placed on the back of her head.
It was crazy but all she could think about was the fact that his dirty shoe was ruining her hair. A moment later she felt something wet on the back of her neck. She turned her head and knew she was going to be sick.
Harry had his cock out and he was pissing on her.
"Cool water, baby," he said. "You like cool water, bitch. I'm going to teach you to love a lot of things."
She had never known an animal like Harry. He reached down and grabbed her by the back of her head, his hands twisting in her thick blond hair. He nearly jerked her head off. She was sick to her stomach. He was dragging her to her knees and his open palm came around to slap her face hard.
"You stupid bitch!" he said.
He still held hold of her head as he reached down with his other hand and ripped open the front of her expensive blouse. He took only a few seconds to reach around behind her back and unhook her bra.
"Hold your hands up, bitch," he said. "Help me to take your bra off. I want to see your big tits."
Nobody but her husband had ever seen her tits but Betty raised her arms and allowed him to pull her bra off. Her tits came free and he reached down to gently run his fingers across her titties. He was gentle for only a second. Then his fingers twisted her nipples and she yelped in pain.
"I'm going to teach you a few lessons, too, bitch," he said. "I'm going to teach you to be good to me!"
His hand moved back and forth against her titties. He started twisting her nipples until she kept groaning in pain and trying to move away from him. But she couldn't get away because of the way he was gripping her hair.
"Rub your face here, bitch," he said.
He grabbed her head hard and jerked her face against his crotch. Her lips touched the huge bulge in his trousers. She hadn't been treated like this in her life. She was throbbing with pain.
"Rub your face against my crotch, bitch," he said. "You'd better make me happy or I'm going to twist your titty off!"
Betty was sick to her stomach but she began rubbing her face against Harry's jeans. His prick started getting stiff against the touch of her lips. She could feel her heart pounding faster.
She couldn't stop thinking about Susan. She had never seen her daughter in this bad of shape. She looked as if she was completely beaten. There had always been spirit in her daughter's face. Now there was nothing but an empty stare.
Betty didn't think they could do her that way, but then, she wasn't sure.
"That's right, cunt," Harry said. "You're doing good. Now stand up."
Betty stood up. He reached out and played with her tits a few moments more. His hands were hot against her titties. He started twisting them again until she was moaning in pain.
"You want to keep your tits, bitch?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she answered.
"Then you strip off the rest of your clothes. Do it quick or I'll twist them off!"
Betty had the feeling he meant exactly what he said so she quickly unzipped her skirt and slipped it down her legs. She stepped out of her skirt and she was immediately ashamed of what she was wearing.
Betty was the type of woman who enjoyed wearing slinky under-things. At that moment she had on a dark-red garter belt and silk stockings. She saw Harry looking at her lewdly.
"You are a sweet-looking cunt," he said. "You know what I want you to do now. I want you to take my cock out and I want you to play with it."
His hands were back on her titties and he was twisting them savagely. She knew she had no choice. She had never even seen any cock but her husband's but she wasn't wasting time. She grabbed his prick with her fingers and started pulling the zipper down. Then she quickly slipped her hand inside his fly and her fingers wrapped around his naked cock.
"It's big," she said suddenly.
The words had been surprised out of her. She had never touched any cock but her husband's and had always assumed his cock was a pretty regular sized one. But her husband's cock was small compared to this huge thing!
"Take it out, bitch," he said. "Stop wasting time!"
Betty's fingers closed tightly around his cock and she gingerly pulled it out of his pants. It was so big. She could see the huge blue veins in the tip and it seemed like the tiny eye was blinking at her with a little drop of cum.
"Rub my cock good," he said. "Rub your fingers all over it and make your fingers wet with cum."
His voice was a commanding one and she did as she was told. She rubbed her fingers over the head of his cock and felt his sticky cum. She rubbed her fingers down the length of his long cock. She felt it throbbing against her fingers.
"Beat me off," Harry said. "You know how to beat meat, don't you? I bet you've done it for your husband."
She tightened her fingers around his cock and started moving her fingers up and down. Her other hand slid inside his jeans and she started caressing his heavy, cum-filled balls. He groaned and pushed his cock closer to her.
"Beat my meat hard, baby," he said. "I like it hard. I want your hands full of my cum before you're finished!"
She started beating his cock harder and her fingers started getting slimy with cum. She started caressing his balls a little more frantically. He was groaning and pushing his cock closer. She had the feeling she knew what was going to happen, and she was really scared now.
He put one hand behind her head and started tugging her face down tward his cock.
"Don't do that she pleaded.
"I didn't ask you what you wanted to do, bitch," he said. "Get your face down there and suck it!"
She didn't want to do it but he was going to make her. She dropped her head down slowly and let her lips touch against the head of his swollen cock. She tasted cum and drew her head back as if she had been bitten.
He put his hand on her titty and she quickly moved her head back to his slippery, swollen cock. She touched his cockhead with her tongue and tasted cum. His hand was back on her titty and he was twisting again.
"Now you can do better than that," he said. "You're sucking my cock, baby, not your fucking husband's. You're going to suck my cock like you love sucking cock. Do it or I'll hurt you!"
She touched her lips against his swollen cock. She could taste cum all the way through her body. She opened her mouth and took a deep breath. Her lips and nose seemed covered with stuff. She was stuffed with it. She realized that it was his thick cum wetting her lips and getting up her nose.
"Suck it deep, bitch," he said. "I want it at the back of your fucking throat!"
She opened her mouth wider and sucked at his cock. She was sucking his prick all the way into the back of her throat. She gagged a little, pulled her head back and then started sucking , at his prickhead again. His prickhead went deep into the back of her throat.
His cum was spilling down the back of her throat. She could feel his hot prick throbbing all through her body. She let her teeth scrape his prick as he pulled his prick out of her.
"All right, bitch," he said. "Turn around. Get on your hands and knees because I'm going to fuck the shit out of your tight little fuck-hole!"
Betty turned around. She had never been fucked like an animal, but she knew she was going to get it like that this time.
He half kneeled behind her and pushed hard. His swollen cock went into her partially and it was in the deepest penetration Betty had ever felt before.
"Push your ass back against me," he said. "Take my cock as deep as you can."
She pushed her ass back against him and felt his cock slide deep into her cunt hole. No cock had ever felt so big inside her before. His cock was in deep, so deep that his throbbing cockhead felt as if it was coming out of her mouth.
"Oh fuck, she's tight," Harry said. "She's got a better pussy than any I've ever had!"
Harry started fucking her with hard, deep strokes. His cockhead was so deep inside her that she was afraid it was going to split her in half.
"Move your ass, bitch," he said. "Don't act like you do with your husband. Act good. Move your fucking ass!"
She started moving her ass, pushing back against him as hard as she could. She started squeezing her cunt lips together as she took his prick deep. She kept thinking of her daughter hanging from the rafters and the things they must have done to her. That made Betty move her ass even faster.
He reached around her and grabbed her titties again. He was twisting them until she was moving like a wild woman in her attempts to satisfy him. Other than that, he wasn't doing very much. He seemed to be content to just allow her to fuck his cock off.
His cock was already getting bigger inside her. She started pushing harder and his swollen prick began leaking cum. He pounded her cunt a couple of hard times, then he stopped. She could almost feel his swollen cock growing still bigger inside her.
"I'm still going to fill up your cunt, bitch," he said. "I'm going to fill your fucking pussy. I'm going to flood your cunt hole with jism. Feel this, bitch! Shiiiit!"
He rode her like an animal. He drove his prick deep inside her and his prick started spurting hot jism. His cum filled her in a way her husband's never had. His cum was thick and it ran down her thighs as it spilled out of her cunt.
"That's for starters," Harry told her. "I'm glad you came along, baby. We needed another playmate."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Susan felt sore all over. She was lying on the bed and her hands and her legs had been tied up. She knew there would be ugly bruises on her body where she had been beaten. She also knew that something else had happened while she had been hanging up in the barn. She was just confused about what it was.
She heard the door open. It was Harry.
Immediately she started feeling crawly all over. She swallowed nervously. Harry made her feel things that she had never felt before. He frightened her, made her feel sick to her stomach.
Yet, there was also something else about Harry that scared her. Not just the fact that he was a brute but the fact that he had made her feel a little tingly when he had beaten her and made her suck his cock.
Harry came over to the bed and sat down. Susan was on her back with her legs wide spread. There wasn't much use in trying to hide her body. He could see everything she had.
"I see you're awake now, baby," he said. "You passed out in the barn.' "What happened out there?" she asked. "Don't you remember anything."
"No," she answered.
"That's too bad, baby," he said. "You missed a good-looking fuck. I really socked it to her."
"Who?" she asked.
"That's going to be a surprise for you. But you can be assured of one thing. Right now her pussy is full of cum, my cum. You can be assured of that!"
Harry put his steely fingers around her throat. He squeezed until Susan found herself gasping for breath. Then she gasped at him to stop squeezing but he wouldn't stop. She could see a blackness in front of her eyes and finally he eased off.
"Don't you see how easy it is for me to hurt you, baby?" he asked. "I could make you hurt real easy. Real easy. And I just don't give a damn. You know that's true, don't you?"
"Yes sir," she answered.
"You're learning, baby," he told her. "You're learning real fast. Now I'm going to take you downstairs in a few minutes. And I want you to remember one thing. You do what I tell you when I tell you or you're going to suffer for it."
"Yes sir," she answered again.
He reached up and untied her hands, then her feet, and fastened a little silver chain to the thick collar around her neck. That was enough to lead her around. He pulled her off the bed and led her out of the bedroom. She was still completely naked and it was a little cold. She shivered as she started down the stairs. She saw Bill standing at the end of the stair.
"How you doing, baby?" he asked. "You feeling wide awake now? You hot to trot?"
"Yes sir," she answered.
"You sure act different than you used to, baby," he told her. "You're not such a snooty ass anymore. Now you're just a regular piece of ass!"
He reached for her and she went into his arms willingly. He kissed her mouth and let his tongue push against her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and tasted his tongue. It slid into her lips and explored her open mouth for a moment. Then he pulled his head back.
"Yeah, you sure are a hot bitch," he said. "I think you're going to like the surprise we have for you."
"A surprise?" she asked.
"Yeah, baby," he answered. "A nice surprise. But you'd better have a strong drink first. You're going to need it."
He had fixed her a rum and coke and she sipped it slowly as she thought about what he meant. How could they do anymore to her than they had already done? She was sure that she wouldn't be surprised at anything. Yet her heart was pounding faster. She already knew these two men could get really kinky.
"Come on in the den, baby," Harry said, growing impatient.
She finished the drink, still wondering what they would have waiting for her in the den. Then she followed Harry through the double doors. The den was very dark and shadowy. There was soft music playing on the stereo. She looked around the room and then gasped in surprise.
Her mother was there!
They had driven spikes into the floor and her mother was spread-eagled and tied down just as she had been upstairs. Her mother was naked. Susan had never seen her mother naked before, nor had she ever seen her looking like this. Betty's usually perfectly groomed looks had been completely destroyed. She looked like a street walker. There was cum still clinging to her pussy hairs.
"Mother!" Susan said, shocked.
"That's right, baby," Harry said. "Your mother. She came over to visit and we've been having a good time. Go ahead over there, baby. Talk to your mother."
Susan felt like she couldn't move her legs. Harry gave her a shove and she walked closer to her mother. She looked down at her mother's puffy-looking face. Betty did look like she had just been brutally fucked. Her face grew red as Susan looked down at her.
"It's all right, Susan," Betty said. "We'll take what these animals have to offer and then we'll spit in their faces."
Harry laughed, then walked over and kicked Betty hard in the side. Susan turned on him quickly but she stopped herself before she slapped him. Her courage failed as she looked up at the huge man.
"You're a talker, bitch," Harry said. "But that's all it is. You're just full of shit and talk. Your daughter knows better. She already knows what kind of animal I am!"
He reached over and put his arm around Susan. He dragged Susan over to him and he put both hands on her shoulders. She didn't even hesitate as she went down on her knees and pressed her face against his crotch.
Harry reached down and unzipped his jeans. He fished his cock out and started rubbing it against Susan's face. Susan opened her mouth and obediently gobbled his prick down her throat. It wasn't hard yet but she knew it soon would be. She started sucking on it gently and using her tongue in the way she had been taught.
"You see this, baby?" Harry said. "Your big-titted daughter is down on her knees sucking my cock. She learns well!"
Susan was really sick knowing that her mother was there watching her suck a man's cock. But she knew she wasn't going to stop.
Her fear of Harry far outweighed her feelings of humiliation.
"That's right," Harry said. "You gobble it deep. Suck it deep now. I want your mother to see you suck my prick nice and hard!"
There was spit running down her chin as she sucked at his prickhead. She was sucking his prick deep into her throat and keeping it there for a moment. His throbbing was sending throbbing sensations throughout her body. There was a moist feeling in her cunt that really disturbed her. She knew she was getting to the point where she was getting turned on just sucking cock.
"All right, baby," Harry moaned. "That's enough for now. That is fucking enough!"
Harry pulled his prick out of Susan's mouth and moved around until his prick was just above her mother's titties. He motioned for Susan to move closer. When she did he took her fingers and wrapped them around his cock.
"All right, bitch," Harry said. "Now beat me off. Beat me off so I come in your mother's face!"
Betty started pulling at her ropes but she wasn't going to get away. Susan had no choice. She wrapped her fingers tightly around his cock and she started massaging his cock, her fingers moved up and down quickly and already there was some of his white cum making her fingers sticky.
"Use your other hand on my balls, baby," he told her.
She moved her other hand up the insides of his thighs and she slipped her fingers into his jeans. Her fingers started massaging his balls as she jerked his cock faster.
"Fuck," Harry groaned. "You've got nice hands, baby. You've got real nice hands. I'm going to come all over your mother. Fuuuuuuck!"
He said he had a lot of cum and he did. The white jism exploded out of the end of his cock and started splashing Betty's tits. His cock soaked Betty's tits in jism and then he quickly moved up to let the rest of his jism splash against her mouth and lips. Betty was still trying to twist her body out of the way but it didn't help much. Her body was still soaked in his jism. Very little missed.
"Hot damn!" he said. "That's what I fucking like!"
Susan was wondering what was going to happen next. She didn't have long to wait to find out. Harry reached down and grabbed the back of her neck and started squeezing.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked. "Don't hurt me anymore. You know I'll do it."
"Lick the cum off your mother," Harry said. "Get down there and lick her face and tits. Get every drop!"
She looked up at Harry as if she expected to find mercy. She knew that she wouldn't. She also knew that she wouldn't refuse. She had all the spirit completely beaten out of her.
She looked down at her mother and she sighed. Her heart was pounding fast as she bent her head over Betty. She was looking at her mother's big, creamy tits. They were practically covered with jism. She felt a tingle of excitement.
"I'm sorry, Mother," Susan said. "I have to do it."
"I know you do, darling," Betty said.
She told herself that it was her imagination that her mother had a look of excitement in her eyes. Susan bent her head and her tongue touched her mother's rubbery nipple. She sucked it gingerly into her mouth and washed it clean of Harry's salty tasting jism. She then opened her mouth wider and sucked in more of her mother's tit.
In a moment she had licked the jism completely off one of her mother's tits. She then moved her mouth over to the other tit and did the same with it. Her mother was making little groaning noises that were making Susan feel very uncomfortable.
"That's right, baby," Harry said. "Lick those titties clean. Stick your tongue in between her tits and lick them clean!"
She moved her tongue between the two swollen titties and started licking the pool of thick jism that had ended up there. The taste was very salty in her mouth. She kept brushing her tongue up and down it until she had licked it away.
She moved her tongue up to the nipple again. She had already gotten the cum licked away but he still didn't stop. She sucked the rubbery nipple inside her mouth again. Now her mother was no longer trying to twist away. Instead she was lifting her back and trying to push her titty into Susan's mouth.
"Look at that bitch move it," Harry said. "I knew we'd find something she-likes!"
Betty's body was shivering. Susan stopped sucking at the rigid nipple. Harry reached down and grabbed her head. He wasn't pulling her away. Instead he pulled her head up higher. Susan kissed her mother's chin and sucked the salty jism off of it and then moved her face higher.
She tasted salty cum again as she kissed her mother's lips. She was surprised by her mother's quick thrusting tongue. She pulled her head away and saw her mother was licking her lips. There was a hungry look in Betty's eyes.
"Kiss her, bitch," Harry said.
Susan kissed her mother's lips and felt her mother's tongue slipping into her mouth. She wanted to turn her head away-it seemed sick to be sucking on her mother's tongue-but she didn't. Instead she allowed her mother to push her tongue again and again.
"Put your hand on her cunt," Harry said. "Play with your own mother's pussy."
"Oh yes," Betty said softly.
Susan was still sick at herself for allowing this to happen but there was nothing she could do. She ran her hand down her mother's body and found her mother's pussy. She touched her fingers against her mother's cunt lips and slowly pushed her finger inside her mother's pussy.
"That's the way," Harry said. "Play with your mother's cunt. Finger-fuck your mother.
You know she wants it."
It was true. Susan did know her mother wanted it. Betty's body was already twisting and turning as she tried to suck Susan's finger deeper into her pussy.
"Oh shit," Betty moaned. "Oh shit, that does feel nice!"
Harry was directing Susan's head down again. Susan licked at Betty's nipples, sucking one inside her mouth and rolling it beneath her tongue. She let the hard nipple slide out of her mouth and she moved her mouth to the other. She sucked the other rigid nipple into her mouth. Her teeth scraped the rigid nipple. She sucked it into her mouth and rolled the creamy titty-flesh deep into her throat.
"You do that so fucking nice," Betty moaned.
Susan was afraid of what was going to happen next. She kept sucking titty but she hoped that Harry was not getting impatient. Harry was shouting encouragement as she sucked.
Susan put another finger into her mother's cunt. She thought that she could make her mother come quickly this way and then nothing else would happen. She started working her slender fingers in and out of her mother's cunt very quickly.
"You are doing that so nice," Betty said again. "Oh shit, you sure know how to make me feel good!"
Susan's fingertips started rubbing her mother's clitty. Betty's body jerked as Susan's fingers worked inside her. Harry put his hand on the back of Susan's head again.
"Take your fingers out of her cunt," Harry commanded.
She didn't disobey. She took her fingers out of her mother's cunt and followed the push of Harry's hand. It was going to happen. She was shaking with fear as her lips moved down her mother's trembling belly all the way down to her soft pussy hairs. She licked at her mother's cunt hairs.
"Get your face in there," Harry said. "Get your face between her legs and suck her pussy!"
Susan hesitated only a moment. Then she remembered all the pain that Harry was capable of giving her. She finally moved her face down between her mother's thighs. She smelled the tangy aroma of her mother's pussy and touched her mother's pussy lips with her tongue.
Susan wanted to move her head away but she didn't. Instead she started pushing her tongue deeper into her mother's cunt and she tasted her mother's tangy juices. Her mother was already wet with excitement.
"That's the way," Harry said. "Get your face in there and suck that fucking cunt!"
Susan began stabbing her tongue in and out of her mother's fiery cunt. Tangy juice was filling her mouth as her mother bucked her ass up off the floor as if she was trying to drive her cunt through Susan's face.
"Taste me, baby," Betty gasped. "Taste my pussy!"
She moved her tongue around to Betty's clitty then sucked the hard little bud between her lips and started chewing on it. It sent flashes of fire through Betty's body, making her shake with excitement.
Susan stopped sucking on her clitty and started stabbing her tongue into Betty's fiery cunt again. She felt the tension growing through her mother's body as she stabbed her tongue faster and harder. Moist juices started pouring into her mouth so Susan opened her lips a little wider. She was making swallowing sounds as she tried to keep from gagging.
Betty yelled again and this time she practically tore loose from her cords. Susan's mouth filled with juices and she kept swallowing as fast as she could. Finally the last quick spasm went through Betty's body and then she stopped moving around.
"Oh shit," Betty groaned softly. "Oh shit, that was nice."
"And the party's just started," Harry said.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Susan and her mother fixed dinner for the two men and were forced to stand by the table as the two men ate. The women were on hand for anything the two men might want. Although she and her mother were being treated like sluts, Susan really wasn't as concerned about that as she had been. Now all she could think about was that her mother had acted so wickedly.
"You two are pretty good cooks," Harry said finally as he patted his stomach. "In fact, you two are getting pretty good at everything."
He laughed. Susan was completely naked. Her mother wore only a flimsy pair of panties. Betty might still have been feeling uncomfortable about constantly being naked but Susan just didn't care anymore.
"You can stay in here with Harry and do the dishes," Bill said. "I'm going to take Susan into the living room!"
Susan still had on the collar and now Bill fastened the chain to her neck. He put his hand on her shoulder and forced her down to her knees. He stroked her hair as if he was petting a faithful dog.
"On your hands and knees, baby," Bill said. "That's the way I like you. Walk on your hands and knees like a bitch in heat!"
She followed him like an obedient puppy as he walked her into the living room.
"Get all the way down on your stomach," he told her.
She went down on her stomach. He tied one of her hands to the ring where her mother had been tied to earlier. Susan protested that he did not have to tie her up, and then she realized that she was telling the truth. There was no chance she was ever going to get away.
"You might try, baby," he told her as he tied her other arm and then her legs. He made sure her legs were tied wide apart. He slipped a hand up between them and stroked her creamy thighs. He touched her cunt lips and she shivered.
"You really are a hot bitch," he told her. "I didn't ihink you'd be this hot, but you really got into it!"
He was finished tying her up, but he wasn't finished playing with her. He ran his fingertips over her creamy ass-cheeks. He pushed one finger into her ass-hole. She shivered again but she did not try to move away. She was getting used to the hard thrust of his finger.
"I think I'll beat your pretty ass again," he said.
"Oh no, please," she said. "Don't hurt me. Don't be cruel to me. I'll do anything you want."
He only laughed at her as he took off his brass-studded belt. Her ass was still hurting from the last time he had beaten her. Maybe he just liked to see her beg. She was going to give him what he wanted because she kept begging until he brought the belt across her bare ass in the first hard swing. no
The hard leather belt slapped her ass-cheek loudly and Susan knew it had left a reddish welt. She had tears in her eyes as he kept bringing the hard belt across her shapely ass. She was twisting all over but she couldn't get away from the leather belt.
"I'll do anything," she whispered. "Oh, please. I'll do anything you want. I'll suck your cock. I'll lick you all over. Please don't "hit me anymore."
The belt came swinging down again and again until her ass felt raw. He finally stopped but it was only because his arm was tired. He left the room but came back a few moments later with a device wrapped in cloth. He unwrapped it right in front of her and Susan had never seen anything like it.
It was long and thick and shaped like a man's cock. It even had two rubber-filled sacs at the base of it. The only thing about it that was different was the fact that it was twice as big as a normal cock!
"This is just the thing for a girl who can't get enough cock," Bill told her. "Don't you think this will be enough?"
"What are you going to do with that?" she asked.
"Surely, you know, baby," he answered her. "I'm going to make you feel good with it!"
"Oh no," she moaned. "Please don't be so hard with me!"
She could find no mercy in this man's eyes. He pressed the knob of the ugly instrument between her shoulder blades then moved the knob down her back to her sore ass-cheeks. He started rubbing the thick knob up and down between her ass-cheeks.
"Don't do this to me," she said.
"You complain too much, baby," he told her. "You should learn to relax and enjoy these things!"
He moved his instrument down between her legs and started stroking her cunt lips with it. She gasped as he pushed the knob inside her but quickly got ready for him to push the entire length of it inside her cunt. But he didn't do it. Instead he moved the head around in her cunt for a few moments and then pulled it out.
He did the same thing a couple of times more. It was just as bad as being beaten. She kept getting ready to feel the entire huge length inside her, but he kept stopping at the last moment.
He pulled it out of her cunt a third time and pressed the knob against her ass-hole. It was hard to relax but she managed to let him push it into her without hurting her too much.
Bill pushed and it went half way into her. Susan gasped with surprise and pain as he pushed it a little deeper into her ass-hole. He already had his rubber cock deeper in her ass than he had had it in her pussy and he kept working it deeper.
"It hurts," she moaned. "You can't get all that thing inside me. It hurts, oh shit!"
"It's just stretching your ass a little bit, baby," he said.
He stretched her ass a lot. He stabbed the tool deep into her ass-hole, until the sacs were almost touching her ass. Then he pulled it back and pushed it into her again. She felt as if the dildo was going all the way through her body and into her belly!
"Oh, don't do that," she moaned. "Please don't. That hurts!"
"You're going to learn to love it, bitch," Bill said.
He took the rubber cock out of her ass-hole and pushed it back at her pussy again. This time he pushed it deep into her, stretching her cunt walls painfully.
"Please stop," she said. "Don't do that to me anymore. Do anything you want but don't do that!"
'I'll do anything I want, anyway, baby," he told her. "I own you, baby. I own your hot ass and those big tits. I own your body. You belong to me, bitch!"
She kept protesting but he showed her no mercy. He just kept stabbing the dildo in and out of her pussy until her cunt was wet with juice. He laughed at her all the time. It sounded like he was going crazy.
"You sweet bitch," he said. "Move your ass like that. You know you love it!"
He took the fake prick out of her pussy. She had no idea what he was going to do next. She struggled to be free of her bonds but no amount of struggling would free her. Suddenly Bill bent down behind her and she gasped as she felt the gentle touch of his tongue against the inside of her thighs. His tongue seemed to flutter against her cunt for a few moments.
"What are you doing to me?" she cried. "What are you going to do to me now?"
"I'm going to make you feel what you've never felt before, baby," he told her.
She gasped as he moved his tongue around the outside of her wet cunt hole. She had never been treated like this before. She wondered what it would feel like.
"Don't do it," she said. "Please don't do it. You're not supposed to do it!"
"You're just afraid you'll like it," he said.
Susan knew that was exactly what she was afraid of. There were strange tingling sensations going through her pussy and already she was moving against his gently stroking tongue.
His tongue was like a living thing moving up between her legs and touching her puffy cunt lips. She knew what was going to happen even before his tongue moved into her cunt.
His tongue went deep into her pussy, moving like a wiggling snake. He moved his tongue around for a moment and then drew it back out.
It made her feel crazy all over and she knew he was not going to stop. He moved his head close to her cunt again and his wet tongue went up and down the entrance to her cunt lips. Slowly he pushed his tongue back inside her.
"Stop," Susan shouted. "Please stop."
Susan no longer wanted him to stop. His tongue was sliding deeper into her wet pussy and moving all around. He brushed his tongue up against her clitty and she gasped in pleasure.
"Yeah," he said. "You like that. I know you like that. You like having your pussy eaten!"
There was no way she could describe what was happening to her. There were ripples of pleasure going all through her body. His tongue touched her clitty and then his mouth opened and it seemed like he was trying to push his entire face into her cunt!
"Oh yes," she groaned. "Oh yes, I do like that."
His tongue kept driving deeper into her cunt. He moved it in and out until she was trembling all over. He was sucking her juices into his throat, Susan could hear him swallowing them.
When he pulled her clitty into his mouth and started sucking on it, she lost complete control. She started pushing her wet cunt back against his thrusting tongue.
"Eat me!" she moaned. "I do love that. Oh yes, eat my cunt. Eat my fucking cunt!"
She was an animal. She was pushing against his tongue as hard as she could. She knew he could feel the tension in her body, she was getting ready to come and she knew he knew it. He kept sucking on her throbbing clitty for a few moments more and then he pulled back. He licked the outside of her cunt, slurping up the drops of her tangy juice into his mouth and making loud noises when he swallowed them.
"Don't stop," she pleaded. "Why are you doing this to me? Don't treat me so badly. Please don't stop."
"You like it, bitch?" he asked.
"Oh yes," Susan gasped. "You know I do. You've turned me into some kind of animal!"
He laughed at her and picked up the tool again. He pushed it against her ass-hole. This time she didn't mind so much as he pushed the huge dildo into her tight-feeling ass. He moved it deep inside her and left it there.
"Feel that, bitch," Bill told her. "Feel how deep it is inside you. Feel how deep it is?"
"I feel it," she moaned. "Oh shit, it hurts so good. Oh fuck, my pussy hurts!"
He kept the huge thing in her ass-hole while he stroked her cunt lips with his fingers. She was really getting crazy. She didn't know what direction to move. She started pushing down against his fingers but she couldn't forget that huge rubber cock filling her ass-hole.
"What do you want, bitch?" he asked. "You tell me what you want and I'll give it to you."
She knew that this was just another way to humiliate her, to make her feel less that human. At that moment she didn't care. All she cared about was that she was hot and hungry for cock. Her pussy was burning and just the touch of his fingers made her feel tingly everywhere.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "I want to feel your big cock inside me. I need to be fucked."
"Are you begging me, bitch?"
"I'm begging you," she answered. "I'm doing anything that you want me to do. Please fuck me."
"Hot damn!" he said softly. "This is the way I've wanted you all along-all hot and quivery and waiting for my cock. I'm finally breaking you down, bitch. I'm finally turning you into a cock-hungry bitch!"
"Yes," she groaned. "That's what I am. That's what you've made me. Oh yes!"
He took the dildo out of her ass-hole. He was finally undressing. She looked back over her shoulder. She had never seen his cock look so hard. She realized she was staring at it hungrily. She needed it in ways she had never needed cock before.
Bill untied her and made her roll over onto her back. He tied her arms and forced her legs up over her head. He tied her ankles up above her head so that her cunt would really be exposed. She was completely vulnerable.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
"Yes," she moaned. "I want your cock. I want it, please!"
She was begging him like an animal and he was laughing at her. She knew she would feel sick with shame later, but at that moment it didn't matter. She was nothing but a burning hole that needed to be filled.
"Give me that big hot cock," Susan cried.
He let his body down on hers. He was crushing her legs back almost painfully but she didn't care. He moved his body so that his thick cockhead was pushing against her cunt.
"That's what I want," she moaned. "That's what I fucking want. Give it to me, baby!"
He moved slowly and his swollen prick went up inside her cunt, stretching her cunt walls. He was only half inside of her pussy but already she was going crazy. Her body was twisting all around as her cunt tried to suck his cock in deeper.
"You are a wild bitch," he groaned.
"Put it in me deep," she said. "Put it in me fucking deep. Please give it to me good!"
Bill leaned against her a little harder and stabbed his prick all the way into her tight pussy. His throbbing cockhead seemed to go all the way inside her belly and felt the throbbing all through her body. Susan squeezed her cunt muscles together.
"I've never felt you in so deep before," she moaned. "I've never felt you so deep before. Oh shit, it's nice!"
He began to fuck her in slow, deep strokes. His swollen cock seemed to be tearing her apart. Her juices were starting to flow and she felt the wetness between the cheeks of her luscious ass. She was enjoying the swollen pressure of his balls slapping her.
"You're tearing me up," she gasped. "You're making me so fucking crazy. That's good!"
He pressed his body on top of hers a little more and then he started fucking her with short, savage strokes. Now his cum was leaking inside her.
"That's it, baby," she gasped. "Give it to me. I love it. Give it to me hard!"
He was giving it to her hard and there was a ripple of pleasure moving up from her ass-cheeks and spreading through her body. She couldn't control the movements of her body. She was lifting up high and taking his cock deep into her belly. She was gasping with every savage thrust of his cock.
"You're making me fucking crazy," she screamed. "I'm going to fucking come. I can't stand it. Oh shit, it's good. It's so fucking good. Oh shiiiit!"
Susan's entire body seemed to rip apart in a series of explosions. She had never known it could be this good! Her body couldn't stop quivering with pleasure. For the first time she was really fucking back and fucking like an animal.
"That's the way, baby," he groaned. "You're going to rip my cock off. That's the fucking way!"
The last spasms went through her body but she still didn't stop shaking her ass. She wanted him to enjoy it as much as she had enjoyed it this time. She kept shaking her ass until it seemed like she really would rip his cock off.
"I'm going to flood your pussy, baby," he gasped. "I'm going to flood your fucking cunt with cum, you bitch. Fuuuuuck you!"
He stabbed into her deep and the first of his cum started spurting into her insides. He wasn't content with that and he jerked his cock out of her. He held his cock over her tits and let the rest of his jism spray her big tits. A lot of his cum got on the backs of her thighs and down to her asscrack but she didn't mind a bit. It was like having something wet and soothing running over her.
"I've done it," Bill said. "I've done it. I've turned you into a wild bitch in heat. I've done it!"
And Susan knew it was true.
CHAPTER NINE
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked.
"Just a little game to remember us by," Harry said. "You'll remember for a long while!"
Susan shuddered. Harry and Bill had left her mother tied up when they had taken her away from the house. They had promised Betty that Susan would be back to untie her sooner or later.
They didn't tell Susan what they were doing to do to her as they took her into the woods behind the house. There she was tied to a tree and left alone.
It seemed like hours before the two men returned. Susan had thought that perhaps they had left her alone for good. That frightened her because she knew she would never escape. She could starve to death tied to the tree and nobody would ever find her!
It was crazy but she was glad to see them when they finally returned. They were both holding paper bags full of beer. It looked like they were planning on having a party and she was going to be the guest of honor. Bill also had his camera and she knew what was coming.
"Hey, baby," Bill said. "Did you miss us."
"No," she answered.
"You didn't?" he asked. "Maybe we ought to go off and come back again later. Or maybe never come back."
She fought an urge to panic. "Don't do that. I lied. I did miss you."
"That's better, baby," Bill said. "We want you to tell the truth. Tell the fucking truth!"
Bill was getting his camera ready. Harry came over and untied her hands. She was wearing a sweater and shorts but she had known all along that her clothes wouldn't stay on long. Harry reached down and peeled the sweater over her head. Her bare tits popped free and Bill started clicking his camera.
"What a fucking pair of tits," Bill said. "I'm going to get lots of pictures, baby. I'm going to show your cunt to all my friends. They're never going to believe that I had a piece of ass like you!"
Harry reached down and started fondling both her tits. In moments her tits had grown swollen and achy. She gasped deep in her throat as Harry squeezed her tits hard.
"Now they're looking hard, Bill," Harry said. "Get some good pictures of her big tits!"
"I'm getting them, buddy," Bill said.
She closed her eyes but she kept hearing the clicking of the camera. For some reason the sound seemed to make her feel itchy all over. There was a certain kind of excitement in having her picture taken while she couldn't cover up her nakedness.
"Let's get everything off," Bill said. "Spread her legs. I want some better pictures of her juiced-up cunt!"
She didn't have to be told twice. She knew what she was supposed to do and she quickly stripped the rest of her clothes off. She leaned back against the tree and spread her legs. The camera was practically going into her cunt!
"You like it, baby? You enjoy having your picture taken like this? You love it!"
She couldn't answer. Her mouth felt dry. She kept licking her lips. It was true that the excitement was growing in her belly. She could feel the heat turning her body a burning red.
Harry reached down and put his hand between her legs. The camera kept clicking as Harry pushed a finger up inside her cunt. He started moving his finger around and she knew he was feeling how juicy she was.
"The little bitch is really getting worked up," Harry said. "Her cunt's hotter than a firecracker!"
Harry moved his finger up around her clitty and she shuddered. Susan couldn't help the way she kept pushing her cunt up against his thrusting finger. Every time his finger rubbed her clitty, she felt another quick shudder go through her.
"It's not fair, damn it," she moaned. "Don't do this to me. It's not fair."
"You love it, babe," Harry said. "You love sucking and fucking and having your cunt finger-fucked. You love it!"
He stabbed another finger into her cunt. She hated getting carried away while the camera was clicking but she couldn't help herself. He was getting some good pictures.
"Put the damn camera away," Harry said. "Let's get together with this fucking little bitch!"
"You got it," Bill said. "I've got enough pictures. She ought to be a real hit at parties."
"You're going to show those to people at parties?" she asked.
"You bet, baby," Bill said. "Everybody's going to see your little pussy wide open and ready!"
She knew it was depraved but somehow the thought excited her even more. Her body shivered a little and she started pushing a little harder against his fingers but he took them out of her.
He wiped his fingers across her belly, leaving her trembling skin wet to his touch. He moved his fingers down to her cunt hairs and kept rubbing them up and down until she was itchy.
"You're exciting me," she whispered. "You damn well better believe it, baby," he told her. "I know what I'm doing to you!" Harry stood up and quickly pulled off his clothes. Again she wondered how a man could be so big, so hairy. He flexed his muscles as he looked down at her. She had never been the type who got excited by muscles before. Now she found herself gasping for breath and looking at his huge cock with hungry eyes.
"On your knees, bitch," he said. "You know the position and you know what I want you to do."
"Yes sir," she said. She learned well.
She got up on her knees and pressed her face against his crotch. His huge cock pressed against her chin. She moved her tongue down to the base of his cock and to his balls, licking carefully.
"I like that, baby," Harry said. "Lick them and suck them. Get your tongue in my ass!"
She moved her tongue all over his hairy balls. She opened her mouth wide and captured one of his balls inside her mouth. She started rolling it against her tongue. She could feel the quick tension that went through his body.
"I know you like to suck cock, baby," Harry said. "I know what a little bitch like you loves to do."
She rolled the ball beneath her tongue a few moments. She drew back her head and slithered her tongue down beneath his balls to the crack of his ass. She didn't like this too much but she was willing to do anything to satisfy this craving in her body.
Her tongue moved down the crack of his ass and then back up to his heavy balls. She could sense the fierce tension in his body and she matched it with her own excitement. Her nipples seemed so hard that it was painful. Her body burned with excitement.
"Oh yeah, baby," he groaned.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see Bill undressing. His body was so different from Harry's. He did not have the big muscles or the thick hair across his chest. He looked more like a young man and that turned her on, too.
"Now suck it, baby," Harry groaned. "Take it in your mouth and fucking suck it!"
She moved her tongue up from his balls to the enormous head of his cock and licked at the swollen tip. He groaned as she kept stabbing her tongue at the tiny hole. Finally she opened up her lips and took his prick inside her mouth. She held it gingerly inside her mouth for a few moments and then she moved his cockhead to the hollow of her cheek.
"You cock-sucking bitch," he groaned.
"You know how to suck dick. You fucking cocksucking bitch!"
His cock was hotly throbbing inside her mouth. She sucked it a little deeper. She closed her lips tightly around his prick and she started sucking it into the back of her throat. A moment later and her cheeks were puffed out with the enormous length of his cock. His balls rested against her chin.
"She's fucking got it all," Harry groaned. "She's fucking got all my cock in her mouth!"
Bill walked over close. She was still on her knees as Bill kneeled down beside her. His hands moved over her achy tits. He started pulling at her nipples and it caused her to shiver with excitement.
She started sucking Harry's cock. Her lips moved up and down his prick and she was taking his hard cock all the way into the back of her throat. His throbbing prick grew harder inside her mouth.
"Shit," Harry groaned. "Oh shit, she's really learned how to suck a man's cock!"
His cum was dripping out of the corners of her mouth and mixing with her saliva. It was making a sticky mess down her chin but Susan didn't mind. She was enjoying this, enjoying sucking his rigid prick.
One of Bill's hands left her tits and moved down between her legs. His fingers started stroking her cunt lips and it made her shiver with pleasure. He pushed one finger inside her cunt and started moving it around. His finger brushed against her clitty and it sent another jolt of pleasure through her. She started pushing back against his finger and he took it out of her.
"You're keeping her sweet lips all to yourself," Bill said. "Come on and let her suck mine for a while!"
Harry gave her head up reluctantly. She turned her head and immediately Bill was pressing his swollen cock against her face. She licked at the cum-covered tip and licked it clean, her nose filled with the smell of his strong cum.
"Show me how you do it," Bill groaned. "Show me how you suck a cock all the way!"
Her lips closed a little tighter around the head of his cock. She shut her eyes and started sucking his prick over her silky tongue and into the back of her throat. A month ago Susan would have never believed that she could suck a man's cock, much less enjoy sucking two men's cocks!
But she was enjoying it. The heated throbbing of his cock was matching the throbbing of her body. She closed her lips a little tighter around his cock and started bobbing her head. Her hair was a tangled mess and she knew she looked like some kind of wicked whore. But she didn't care. All she cared about was the throbbing cock inside her mouth.
"That's right," Bill groaned. "Suck it slow. Enjoy it, bitch. Enjoy the taste of my cock!"
She began to bob her head up and down and the feel of his cockmeat seemed to be the most exciting thing in her life. She felt her pussy throbbing each time she sucked his thick cockhead deep into her throat.
"Oh shit yeah," Bill moaned. "You know a lot about sucking cock, baby. You're loving it!"
Her head bobbed faster and she suddenly wanted the tastes of his cum inside her mouth. However, it wasn't going to happen. He reached down and grabbed her head and kept her from moving faster.
"Just relax, baby," he said. "Just fucking relax!"
He made her move her head back and she was trembling all over from her excitement. She knew her body had never felt so flushed. She could feel juices leaking out of her cunt and her pussy felt like an empty hole that she wanted filled.
"Just fuck me," she moaned. "Fuck my pussy. I'm so horny. I hurt so bad!"
Bill got down and stretched out on his back. His cock looked good to her and she licked her lips hungrily but she was afraid to move until he told her to.
"Come get it," Bill said. "Come on and get that pussy on my fucking cock!"
Susan then realized he wanted to fuck with her on top so she moved up his body and lifted herself so that her pussy was above his cock. She reached down and held his cock and then moved down so that his swollen prick was resting against her pussy lips.
Shivers of excitement went through her. She didn't move fast. She wanted to feel how good it was. She lowered herself a little more and his cockhead popped inside her.
Then Susan couldn't control herself. It was so good! She wanted to feel it all the way inside her so she settled herself down quickly and his swollen cock went deep inside her belly.
"Oh yes," Susan whispered. "That's so good. I like that so much. It feels so good!"
"Ride it, baby," he said. "Ride up and down my fucking cock. You know you want it. Ride it hard!"
He reached up and started massaging her tits. His fingers moved over her nipples and sent those quick ripples of pleasure through her. It made her crazy. She started bouncing hard, trying to suck his big cock even deeper into her pussy.
"So fucking good," Susan moaned. "Oh shit, it's so fucking good. So fucking good!"
"We're going to have a party, baby," Bill said. "We're going to fuck you crazy. We're going to fuck you all night long!"
It excited her and she started bouncing a little faster. She was pulling his prick deeper into her pussy as she bounced, closing her cunt walls together around his cock and feeling him sending throbbing sensations through her.
"I love it," she moaned. "I love your cock. It feels so fucking good. I love your fucking cock!"
She was bouncing even faster and she knew she was getting really close. She didn't like it when Bill suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down tightly on his body. He was restricting her movements.
She found out why quickly. Harry was behind her, letting his weight down on top of her. He was also pressing his prick against her tight little ass-hole.
"We told you that you were going to remember this, baby," Harry said. "You're going to remember this night for a long time. You're going to get two cocks at once!"
She had already been fucked up the ass so that didn't frighten her much. In fact, it excited her to think of having two cocks in her body at once. Harry's prick was pushing against her ass-hole. He pushed hard and his prickhead popped into her ass-hole. Then he started thrusting his prick in a little deeper.
"Oh shit," she moaned. "I've never felt this before. I've never felt anything like this before!"
Harry pushed a little harder and he pushed his prick further into her ass-hole. He gave one final shove and his prick went all the way inside her, his heavy balls hitting her ass-cheeks.
"Now fuck the bitch," Harry said. "Let's show her how we really fuck hard!"
Susan was somehow rolled over onto her side and both men started to fuck her with hard, deep strokes. They were fucking her with the same quick rhythm and she could hear their balls slapping her.
"Fuck the bitch hard," Harry said. "Fuck her harder!"
They began fucking her ass and pussy a little harder. They were tearing her apart but she loved it. Already her belly was trembling with growing excitement and she knew she wouldn't last much longer. Her juices were soaking the inside of her thighs.
"I'm going to fucking come," she screamed. "I'm going to come. Oh shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Shiiiiit!"
She kept screaming as the ripples of pleasure shook her body. She kept trying to fuck both of them at once and it was causing her body to contort into some interesting positions but the men didn't seem to mind. Bill lost the rhythm. For a moment he seemed to be trying to calm down but then he lost complete control. He started stabbing his rigid prick up into her cunt as hard as he could and his prick seemed to be trying to move in a hundred different directions all at once. She felt the first few drops of his cum.
"I can't hold back," he groaned. "I'm going to blow my fucking wad. Oh shit, it feels good. I can't help it. Fuuuuuuck!"
He stabbed up into her pussy and he held his hips off the ground as his prick started spurting thick cum inside her. He kept his hips off the ground until the last few drops filled her pussy. Finally he went limp.
"Concentrate on me now," Harry said to Susan then. "Move that hot ass back against me. Give it to me good. Concentrate on me now!"
She managed to roll over on her hands and knees and Harry stayed with her. She bent her head down and arched her ass up high. His prick went deeper inside her and she gasped.
"That's what I fucking want," Harry gasped. "Move that sweet ass, bitch. Move it!"
She started pushing back against him as hard as she could. He went crazy and he started pounding her even harder. His balls bounced against her ass-cheeks loudly.
"I'm fucking coming," Harry groaned. "I'm gonna fucking come. I'm going to fucking come. Fucking shiiiiit!"
He rammed her ass hard and his prick spurted thick cum into her ass-hole. Susan kept moving her ass back against him until she was sure she had drained his big prick completely dry.
"And the evening's just getting started," Harry said. Susan was sure it was.
CHAPTER TEN
Susan's life had gotten back to normal, or at least it appeared to. Her husband had come home. The window had been replaced. Her mother hadn't talked about what had happened so her husband had never found out.
Susan should have been satisfied that her life was back to normal. But something was wrong. The lovemaking with her husband wasn't good. He tried but he was always so gentle and she kept remembering the savage way she had been treated.
There was a new hunger inside her that she didn't understand.
It was crazy but Susan started cruising the streets in the early evening. She had grown to really hate the country and she often drove into the nearest town. She didn't use the main streets but started exploring the smaller, more out-of-the-way streets. At dark the blinking lights would come on in the adult book stores, the movie houses, and the bars.
She found herself very attracted to the dingy places.
She had never been in such a place in her life, but her husband didn't mind her staying out so late so she decided that she would visit one of those bars one evening.
She stayed keyed up all day long. She knew she was going to be doing something she shouldn't, something dangerous. There were all sorts of things that could happen to a good-looking woman at a place like that.
She picked out a sexy outfit to wear. Her mini-skirt was out of style but she wore it anyway. She didn't wear a bra under her white, frilly blouse that was snug over her tits. She looked like a tramp. She felt a nervous flutter in her belly as she looked in the bedroom mirror.
"I look like I'm asking for it," Susan said softly to herself.
She was glad her husband was working late and wouldn't see her leave. She planned on being back before he got home.
She drove downtown in her little sports car. It was getting late as she turned off onto a side road. She knew exactly the place she was going. It was a dingy-looking bar with a flashing sign out front. It featured topless dancers.
The small bar was dirty and smelly. Susan didn't like it. There was an older woman dancing topless on a little runway and the whole place looked dead. It wasn't what she wanted.
She drove to two other places on the strip, but they were the same, not at all what she was looking for. She even had a drink in one of them, a smelly mixture with not enough cheap alcohol. A man tried to pick her up but she shrugged him off. This wasn't what she was looking for but she wasn't sure exactly what was.
It was getting late when she left the last bar. She knew that her husband would be home soon. She was vaguely disappointed in her evening. She hadn't known just what she had wanted but it hadn't been this boredom.
She took her car keys out and she bent over to open the door. It was dark outside the bar and there was only one street light. She never even heard the man coming but suddenly his hand was around her mouth and there was a knife at her throat.
"Don't say a word," she was warned.
Susan couldn't say anything. There was a sudden choking sensation in her throat and her heart was pounding. She suddenly felt weak all over and it was a mixture of fear and sexual pleasure.
"We're going to walk back over there to the alley, baby," the man told her. "Don't struggle or I'll cut your pretty throat!"
She didn't struggle. She went with him willingly. He walked her over to the shadows where nobody could see them. There he pushed her up against the wall and faced her for the first time. His knife was still at her throat.
She saw a big, burly man with a beard and with the smell of beer on his breath. There was an animal gleam in his eyes.
"Don't move, baby," he said. "Make a move and I'll cut you. Right now I'm going to feel up those big titties!"
She gasped as his hand moved up to grip her titty. He gripped it hard and it hurt like hell. He kept squeezing until she was gasping for breath and almost dropping on the ground.
"No bra on these big tits," he said. "I didn't think you had one on. I've been looking at girls showing their tits all evening long and none of them had a pair like yours!"
He ripped open the front of her blouse in one sudden motion. He pulled the tattered half of her blouse apart to reveal her creamy tits. There was just enough light for him to look down at her and ogle her creamy titty-flesh and big brown nipples. Her nipples were pointy.
"You beautiful bitch," he said. "I've got a hard-on from just looking at these shaking titties. Shake those titties for me, bitch. Shake them like you were dancing."
She was too frightened to move. He slapped her titty hard and it sent a jolt of pain through her. She started trying to shake her titties as she listened to music in her head.
"That's it, bitch," he said. "Shake those tits. Shake them good. It's given me a big hard-on. Feel my cock. Feel how hard it is."
"Please," she whispered. "Don't hurt me. I'll do anything you want but please don't hurt me!"
"You be good and I won't hurt you, bitch," he said.
Susan knew what he meant by being good so she put her hand down between his legs and felt his hard cock. He did have a big one! It seemed to be tearing a hole through his trousers.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Feel it. Stroke it. Make me feel good!"
Her fingers moved up and down the entire length of his cock. She could his feel his cockhead trying to burst out of his trousers. His trousers seemed to be a little wet.
"Take it out, bitch," he said.
"I'll do anything," she said. "Anything you want. Only please don't hurt me!"
She frantically found the zipper on his trousers. She pulled the zipper down and slid her hand inside. Her fingers touched his swollen, sweaty cock. He wasn't wearing any shorts and she wrapped her fingers around his cock and gently eased it out of his trousers.
Her fingers surrounded his naked cock and she was surprised by how big his prick was. It felt twice as big as any she had ever held, but perhaps it was just because she was so afraid. She had never really felt that Bill might really damage her but she wasn't sure about this man.
"That's right, bitch," he said. "Use both hands on my cock. Jerk me off a little!"
She wrapped her fingers tightly around the base of his cock and she started moving her hand up and down. Her other hand slid into his trousers and started stroking his balls.
"That's the fucking way, baby," he groaned.
She jerked his cock faster. She was very aware of the knife at her throat but she was also aware of the hot throbbing in her pussy. Already her panties were getting wet with juice. She was getting excited by playing with this man's cock. She wondered how far she could go.
"On your knees, bitch," he said.
She had expected that all along. She hadn't sucked a man's cock since she'd sucked Bill's. Her husband just didn't make her want to suck his cock. He didn't demand it. There was something about her that needed to be made to suck cock.
"Get down there on the fucking alley floor where you belong, bitch," the man said. "I'll teach you to come around here shaking your tits and showing your big ass. You're something else, cunt!"
The knife was no longer at her throat but she knew she could not escape this man. She went down on her knees, ruining her new stockings, as she found herself facing his big cock.
"Come on, bitch," he said. "You said you'd do anything. You know what to do with it."
"Yes sir," she whispered.
His cock was smelly but that didn't turn her off. It just made her pussy ache as she pressed her lips against his swollen cockhead. She kissed his throbbing cockhead for a moment, using her tongue against the tiny cum slit.
Finally she opened her mouth and allowed his cock to slide over her silken tongue. She closed her eyes as she sucked his throbbing cockhead deeper into her mouth. She held his cock halfway inside her mouth and tasted his cum dripping on her tongue. He seemed to be relaxed. He didn't force his cock inside her lips. He let her take her time and she started sucking again. She finally had his cockhead at the deepest part of her throat.
"That's the fucking way, baby," he moaned. "You sure know how to suck a fucking cock. Somebody's been teaching!"
Her hand slipped up the insides of his thighs. She started stroking his heavy balls as she slowly began bobbing her head. His cockhead was against her tongue as she slowly moved her head. She kept using her tongue to slither around his cock.
"That's the fucking way, baby," he said. "That's the fucking way to suck my fucking cock!"
He moved one hand down to her titty and started twisting her nipple in a painful way. He moved his other hand to her free titty and squeezed them both. She wondered what he had done with his knife but she wasn't going to ask questions.
"Move your head faster, baby," he groaned. "I'm going to give you a hot mouthful of cum. Move your head faster, bitch!"
He put his other hand in her hair and he showed her how fast he wanted her to move. Her head bobbed quickly. He was letting her move but she couldn't move fast enough to suit him. Finally he put his hands flat against the wall behind her and he started driving his prick into her lips with such force that it kept making her head butt against the hard wall behind her.
"I want you to swallow it, bitch," he said.
"I want you to swallow every drop. Swallow it all, bitch. Oh shiiiiit!"
He rammed her head hard against the wall and his huge prick went all the way into her throat. She had to swallow frantically to keep from choking. She couldn't take all of his strong-tasting cum. His cum started leaking out of the corners of her mouth and wetting her chin. She kept sucking hard, swallowing every drop she could. Her nose and mouth were filled with the taste and smell of cum.
"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "This is what I've fucking needed all night long!"
He didn't move away. He kept his prick inside her mouth. She was surprised. Usually men were so sensitive after those first few moments. But he kept his prick there and he put one hand back in her hair.
"Make it hard again, baby," he told her. "I'm just beginning. The next time's going to be even better. Make it hard with your tongue. You can do it!"
She knew she was going to do it. She wanted to do it. Her pussy was still aching from desire and her juices had soaked her panties. It was crazy but she couldn't help it. Bill had done something to her. He had made her enjoy acting like an animal.
"That's right, baby," he said. "Make it nice and hard!"
He wasn't ready right away. It took her a long time of hard sucking and tongue teasing to make his cock hard. But when she felt it growing inside her mouth it made her excitement grow.
"I'm loving this, bitch," he told her. "I may keep you around for a fucking while!"
He reached down and grabbed her head. He made her move her head so that she was taking his cock deeper into her mouth again. Now his cock was throbbing and it had grown completely rigid. Susan tasted a little more of his cum.
He reached down and grabbed her head with both hands. He lifted her up so that she was once more standing against the wall. The knife appeared from nowhere.
"Take your panties off," he told her.
"I'm taking them off," she said hurriedly. "I've told you I'll do anything. You don't need the knife. I'll do anything."
"The knife is what excites you, baby," he told her. "You're not sure what I'm going to do with it and that makes you crazy!"
Susan didn't argue with him. She didn't want to make him mad and she wasn't completely sure that he wasn't right. Maybe this was what she needed-a knife at her throat and a dirty place to fuck like animals. She didn't understand it, but she knew she was really hot.
She lifted her short skirt and slid her panties down her legs and stepped out of them.
"Put them in my pocket," he said. "My front pocket. I'm going to keep them to remember you by. Maybe I'll jerk off in them now and then!"
She stuffed her panties into his pocket then pulled her skirt up to her waist to expose her pussy. She knew it was what he wanted and it was also what she wanted. Her pussy was so hot!
"Put it in for me, bitch," he said.
She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his swollen cock. She then spread her legs a little wider and slowly pulled his cock up to her pussy. She settled down a little more and his cock was slipping up inside her all the way.
"Oh shit," she moaned.
"You like that, bitch?" he asked. "What's the matter? Doesn't your husband give you enough cock?"
"Not like yours," she answered. "Oh shit, he doesn't give me anything like yours."
The man laughed as he started moving his hips a little. She had thought his prick felt big inside her throat but it felt even bigger inside her pussy. She lifted her legs off the ground and wrapped them around his back. Her cunt was riding his cock and the wall was the only thing that held her up.
"That's the way, bitch," he told her. "Ride my fucking cock. Ride it good!"
She was riding his cock and she loved it. She knew she was acting like a ten-dollar whore but she didn't care. All she cared about was that it felt good. His cock was deep inside her and it felt fucking good. He bent forward a little so that his chest rubbed a little harder against her titties.
Susan was getting close and he knew it. He pulled his cock out of her cunt so suddenly that she fell. He grabbed her by the hair and he made her turn around.
"Grab the wall, bitch," he said. "Push that beautiful ass out at me!"
She turned around and she bent over and grabbed the wall. She moved back until she was completely vulnerable. He pulled up her skirt so that her ass was revealed.
She thought she was about to be fucked in the ass but he didn't. Instead he pushed his cock between her legs and back into the entrance to her cunt. He left it partially inside her for a moment and then shoved it all the way in.
"Oh shit," she said. Now she had lost control. "Fuck me hard. I want it hard!"
"I'll give it to you that way, bitch," he said.
He started fucking her brutally. She had never been fucked by such a big cock and so hard before. His balls were brushing her and his cock seemed to be getting deep inside her belly.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "I like it. Give it to me like that. I like it so much! Oh fuuuuuck!"
It happened so fast that she wasn't expecting it. It shook her body all over. She kept trembling even after she had felt her juices running down the backs of her legs. Then she started shoving her ass back against him savagely and tightening up her pussy at the same time.
"Oh shit, baby," he groaned. "You're going to tear the fucking thing off. You're something else, bitch. You are something fucking else. Oh fucking shiiiiit!"
He stabbed her hard. His cum seemed to make his cock grow bigger and then exploded deep inside her belly. She was still moving as she tried draining every drop from his cock. She kept shaking her ass even after he had made his last almost gentle thrust into her pussy and his cock started going limp.
"Fucking nice, baby," he finally groaned.
He took his cock out of her. He grabbed her by her head and pushed her down on her knees again.
"Lick my cock clean," he said.
She tasted her own juices on his prick as she carefully licked his prickflesh clean. She finally tucked his prick into his trousers and gently licked it up. He brought her to her feet again.
He punched her hard in the stomach and she folded her arms over her belly.
"That's to remember me by, bitch," he said. "You keep thinking about me. Next time I'm going to bring a friend and we'll fuck your ass-hole. Or maybe we'll bring my favorite dog and give him a sniff in your pussy!"
"Don't hurt me anymore," she whispered.
"Fix yourself up and go home to your husband," he said. "I don't have to know where you live. I know you'll be back and I'll find you again. Or somebody like me will. You like it that way!"
He left her alone. She picked up her things and tried to hold her blouse together as she walked out to her car. She could still feel a sense of shame over what she had done. She hated herself for the thought that the man might be right. She might be back. She didn't think so at that moment because she was sore and satisfied. But what would happen the next time she felt the hunger. She shivered.
Susan knew the man was right. She would be back. There would always be a man like that waiting for her.