Chance, circumstance, and luck are a few of the everyday terms people use to describe good or bad situations they find themselves involved in. Yet, frequently these so-called situations are a process evolved from absolutes. It requires a catalyst to set into motion the events called "luck," and often the catalyst is neither involved in nor changed by the consequences. The chance meeting; the lucky break; the enviable circumstances; all are familiar, and each can occur without ever being aware of the one thing that causes the happening.
It is just such a mystery that sets into motion a chain of events that are the foundation of The Kidnapped Virgin. Author, Carl Van Marcus, has drawn like clockwork, the bizarre and suspenseful story of a girl who's very life evolves around an undetermined catalyst. Step by step, Ann Williams becomes involved in a series of encounters, each one feeding upon the other until the very substance of her life becomes unknown, even to herself.
Using this startling device as a premise, the author has vividly, and candidly created a telling story of moral disintegration. Artfully he has pooled those chance incidents together, to weave a tapestry that could easily illustrate many young girls' lives today. In an age where youth is both affluent and adventurous enough to practice wanderlust, it is highly-likely that such a story is more than an unusual occurrence.
Basically the story deals with abduction, but the author does not stop there in illustrating the downfall of Ann Williams. The outside forces are there; the chance meetings, luck, all the various types of people that can influence another's life. But, it is to his credit that he probes into the heart of Ann's character, baring and analyzing the essential truths behind her disintegration, and the resulting discovery is that the catalyst behind her degradation, is quite possibly within herself.
The publishers are deeply grateful to Mr. Van Marcus for this exciting and revealing tale of abduction. He should be particularly commended for the detailed analysis of the central characters metamorphosis from moral control to acceptance of all degradation. The reader might discover that it is within this process, no matter how lurid and distasteful it may be, that we discover basic truths about the world around us, and more importantly, he reminds us that truths are often found within ourselves.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER I
The bell sounded as the car rolled to a stop, and a few moments later a pale man approached it, wiping his hands on a dirty red rag. He had gray stubble growing from his wrinkled chin, but it didn't cover the spot of black grease that slashed across his right cheek. Ann thought he looked like an old bear.
"Fill it up please!" she said as the man walked up to her window and then kept walking toward it as if he couldn't see where the voice came from, and when he finally stood directly next to the car door, he leaned down practically thrusting his head inside the car.
"Premium or regular, baby?" he asked with an obvious glint in his eye.
Ann slid a few inches across the seat as the scent of liquor reached her nostrils. The old man was a boozer too, she thought, and she put her hand on the window crank as a precaution.
"Regular is fine!" she said with all the authority she could muster. She was relieved when he suddenly straightened up and walked toward the back of her car. For a moment she had thought he was going to start giving her some line, and she was in no mood to put up with some dirty old man's babble. She checked the side-view mirror to watch as the man took off the gas cap, then start to fill the tank. His hands seemed steady enough as he set the nozzle of the hose on automatic, so Ann looked away, her mind drifting to more important things.
"Snotty little cunt," the attendant grumbled under his breath as he moved toward the front of the pretty girl's car. He always liked to see young and attractive girls come into the station, and he made it a point to always spend as much time as possible cleaning their windshields. From that angle he could get a good look at any girl's body, and he was particularly on the lookout for the ones in short skirts. As he started cleaning the glass, he noted that the young blonde was not only wearing a short skirt, but that it had ridden up so that her smooth thighs were visible under the hem. When he had seen her face, he had guessed that she was really sexy, but seeing her legs convinced him that she was the best he'd seen in a long time. Her thighs were smooth and firm, the white skin without a blemish to mar the neat tapering shape of her long legs. She wasn't wearing any nylons, and the old man leaned low in an attempt to see the crotch band of her panties hidden by her short skirt. She seemed to be daydreaming as he slowly wiped the windshield, and he was sure she didn't notice his staring.
She was looking at a map spread out on the seat beside her, her long blonde hair half covering the side of her face, and the old man carefully studied the sensual proportions of the young girl. Her face had seemed innocent and pure, but as he followed the curves of her full body with his eyes, the man thought sure he'd been wrong. Her body was just too sexy looking for her to be completely innocent. She was wearing a sweater that buttoned up the front, and the top button was not fastened in its place, leaving a wide expanse of her smooth white skin exposed to his gaze. The soft fabric was just open enough to give a hint of her cleavage, the two round, pointed mounds of her breasts pressing against her sweater like they were desperate to get free.
"What tits!" the attendant exclaimed aloud as he straightened up to go to the other side of the car.
"Excuse me?" Ann said out the window. She thought the man had said something to her, but he just walked around her car, to clean the other half of her windshield. She watched him as he slowly wiped the road-dirt and bugs from the glass, and she decided that he was not only like an old bear, but a lecherous bear at that. His mouth was twisted in such a way as to make her think saliva would drool out at any moment. He was grinning constantly, and she felt his eyes burning holes in the clothes covering her body. Ann had intended to ask him for verification of her route, but she decided the less said, the better.
After working his way around the car, the old man squeezed out a few more drops of gasoline into the neck of the tank before hanging up the hose and replacing the gas cap. Then he walked up to the side window, leaning down until he looked the young girl in the eyes. "Four even!" he announced, but his gaze then was on the opening at the top of her sweater. He wanted to laugh as he saw that the girl's hands were shaking when she counted out four one-dollar bills from her purse.
"Four!" Ann said holding up the money. As soon as the old man took the bills, she immediately started rolling up the window. He had to jerk his hand out of the way to keep from being caught, but Ann didn't care. She started the engine without hesitating, and although she drove off immediately, she was still sure she had heard the old man correctly.
"Cunt!"
Ordinarily, Ann Williams would not have been bothered by the lewd appraisal of the old man, but that day it only seemed to intensify feelings she already had. Her nerves were like fine tuned receivers, sensitive to every minor suggestion that implied she was anything other than a nice girl. Keeping her virginity had been difficult at best, and she was headed for a meeting that had been one of her primary reasons for remaining chaste. Her own knowledge and confidence was at least bolstered by the fact of her virginity, and she was convinced that it would help her remain cool in the first meeting with her fianc''s parents.
Pulling out onto the coast highway, Ann was glad that she had decided to take the route, even though it wasn't one she knew very well. There was little or no traffic, and it did give her plenty of time to think. She had felt she needed to prepare herself, and taking the long route had seemed the ideal solution to a rather badly planned weekend. She had thought at first that John was going to drive down to his parents' with her, and the mix-up that led to her driving alone had nearly been the cause of their first argument. But, in retrospect Ann knew that the confusion had been her own fault.
The Robertsons were important people, and John had told her of his needed presence in Pebble Beach on Friday night for an important family gathering. Ann was supposed to have gone down with him then, but she had overlooked the fact that she was slated to work Friday evening at the department store. It was her regular turn to work the late shift, and since she had forgotten about it in her nervousness over the planned meeting with John's parents, her discovery of the fact was too late for arranging a trade with another salesgirl in her department. She had remembered it on Thursday night when she was out with John, and he had gotten angry for a moment. He just couldn't understand why she couldn't get someone else to work for her. Ann had been convinced that both of the two girls she could get to take her place surely had dates planned, and John had gotten angrier, wondering why Ann hadn't thought of it sooner. Ann had been truthful about her nervousness over the first meeting of his parents, but in spite of John's reassurances, they had nearly ended up arguing. The net result of her failure to remember her job, was John's driving down Friday evening, while Ann was left to drive down Saturday morning alone.
As the two-lane road straightened out for a while, Ann found herself thinking about the events of her date on that last Thursday night. She had felt terribly guilty for having forgotten her work schedule, and as a result she had almost given in to John's advances. She had been glad that the discussion of her meeting his parents had not materialized into a full-fledged argument, and once their plans had been settled anew, John had leaned across the seat and kissed her. It had been like an indication that he was not really upset over her goof, and she had responded with great relief.
The memory of that Thursday evening experience in John's car made Ann shudder with remembered excitement, and she shook her head in an effort to still the visions forming in her brain. Concentrating on the road, Ann reached to the knob to turn on the radio, but after spinning the dial several times without finding any music she liked, she gave it up. The road became winding again, and she glanced out at the rugged shoreline to the south. The fog was just offshore, but she could see that it became thicker in the direction she was headed. It most certainly was blanketing the road a few miles ahead, and she thought that perhaps the thrill of driving in a dense fog would be nice. Unconsciously, she pressed her foot harder on the accelerator, wanting to reach the spot where the fog extended over the land. Fog always made her feel more secure.
Ann Williams had lived in San Francisco all her life, and she had rarely traveled outside the immediate peninsula area. Two years before, when she was just eighteen, both of her parents were killed in an automobile accident, and the resultant impact on Ann's life had changed her from a teenager to an adult overnight. One day she was a maturing young girl, and the next she was a woman left to fend for herself. She had taken the tragic news well, and within a week after her parents' funeral, she had a job as a salesgirl with a major downtown department store. Ann had considered herself lucky to get any job, as she had no close relatives, and there was no insurance money to make things easier. Her family life had always seemed comfortable, and until her parents died, Ann had no idea just how little money they actually had. Yet, she took it all in stride, and she worked hard at the department store, knowing her job was all that kept her going. She still felt that way, even after meeting John, and later discovering that his family was extremely wealthy. In fact, she sometimes wished that John didn't come from such a well-heeled family, as she felt that she wasn't really good enough to become a member of that family.
When John had asked her to marry him, Ann had been surprised, flattered and pleased at the same time. It was several days before she began to think about his parents, and then the thought that they would not accept her took hold. Ann had convinced herself that they would be unhappy with their son's choice of a mere salesgirl from a family that no longer existed. She was sure she wasn't the type of girl the Robertsons would want for their son, and when she had mentioned it the first time to John, he had laughed to reassure her. If she was to believe everything John told her, people in high social standing were on the lookout for innocent girls from poor families. But, John's words had never really convinced her, and Ann was extremely nervous over the prospects of "winning over" her future in-laws. At the same time, John's parents had become like invisible guardians of her virginity, as Ann often used them as her reason for keeping John from getting carried away with their petting.
"What would your parents think of me if I wasn't a virgin?" Ann would say on needed occasions, and she really believed that her virginity was essential to a marriage in high social standing. Staying chaste until the wedding was a must in her mind, but unfortunately for Ann, her body didn't always agree with her mind.
The transformation of blue to gray was so sudden, Ann thought for a moment that it was like going from day to night. The fog was thicker than she had ever seen it before, and she slowed down, knowing that she could come up on a car in front of her without seeing it until she was just feet from it. She pulled the lever that switched on her headlights, and stared out into the swirling mist. In a matter of seconds she had to turn on the windshield wipers, and she slowed down even more. Somehow the fog pleased her, as if it was responsible for her hesitant desire to get to Pebble Beach.
Shifting in the seat as if to prepare for an extended drive, Ann felt a tiny sensation between her inner thighs, and she was again reminded of the incident the past Thursday evening. John had tried many times to get her to give in to his advances, but that evening had been different thanks to the near argument. She had been so relieved, that she had let things get out of hand, and it had almost ended up going all the way.
From the first time John had kissed her goodnight, Ann realized that she was anxious to have sex, as her body had instantly become alive with sensations. It was as if the least little touch would send a thousand thrills of pleasure to every nerve in her body, and it took a great deal of willpower to keep from giving in to her urges. When she had gotten to her room at the boarding house after her first date with John, she had been so excited that she laid down on her bed in the nude, had opened her legs wide, and wantonly played with herself. Afterwards she had felt ashamed by her actions, and she had promised herself that she would not let her body become so sexually aroused again. At least not until after she was married. She had failed to keep that promise to herself on that last Thursday night, however.
John had parked up the street from the boarding house, as he always did after they had been out on a date, and when he had kissed her, Ann was not prepared for the obscene sensations that poured through her body. She had been too busy feeling guilty for forgetting her work schedule, and when his lips pressed against hers, it was like she was melting from the sudden "heat. She opened her mouth, letting his tongue probe freely in the wet warmth of her cavity, and she sucked on it, grateful for what she felt to be a sign of his forgiveness. In a moment, John's hand was fondling her breast through her sweater, and she couldn't find the desire to stop him. It seemed natural and right, and instead of pulling his hand away, Ann pressed her mouth harder to his. Even though her sweater and bra were between his hand and her breast, the sensation of his touch made her nipples instantly harden into tiny pink buds, and she felt his fondling clear down to the pit of her belly. The car seat seemed to rise up and press against her loins, adding to the sensations building in her entire body. For the moment, her promise to herself was forgotten, and even the importance of keeping her virginity seemed silly and unrealistic.
John recognized the letdown in Ann's usual resistance immediately, and for the first time he felt there was a chance he could go all the way with her. In the past he had been patient with her, sure that she was too innocent to understand the frustrations he felt every time he was with her. So many times he had wanted to just rip her clothes from her sensual young body, and jam his hard cock into the tight little virginal channel of her cunt. Yet, at the same time he understood why she resisted his advances, so he had never gone as far as he'd like to. But then, at that moment when his cock was growing hard inside his tightly restraining pants, he was completely encouraged by the sudden absence of Ann's resistance. He thought it was possible that she had finally come to agree with his argument about trying on the shoe to be sure it fit! But, John decided to proceed with a certain amount of caution in case any sudden move by him would break the spell. Very slowly, without taking his mouth from hers, he lowered his hand until he could slip it under her sweater, and then he carefully moved his fingers up toward her breasts. Ann moaned deep in her throat as he worked his fingers underneath the cup of her bra, but as she still didn't lift her hand to stop him, John slowly worked the bra up until her firm round breasts were free. He was delighted to discover that Ann wore no padding of any kind in her bra, as her large breasts were still taut and high without the support of a bra. He closed his hand over the smooth warm flesh, feeling the hardness of her nipple against his palm, and he slowly began massaging the firm flesh as he thrust his tongue deep into her throat.
Ann knew she should stop him before everything got out of control, but she couldn't find the will to lift her hand. His caressing of her breast made her heart pound wildly, and his fingers seemed to be traveling all over her sensitized body. It felt too good to stop, and she decided that a little heavy petting would be harmless enough. After all, it was not like he was actually entering her vagina with his penis! She was sure she would be able to stop things before it came to anything like that.
Leaning hard against Ann's relaxed body, John lifted his mouth from hers, and without saying anything, he moved his lips to the taut muscles of her neck. Sinking his teeth into the smooth flesh, Ann moaned with pleasure, and he felt sure he could explore her luscious body further. Pinching the hardness of her nipple between his thumb and forefinger several times, he then lowered his hand over her flat belly until he felt the top of her skirt. Slipping a finger under the band, he worked it around until he felt the button holding it tightly around her narrow waist, and carefully, he loosened it. The top of her skirt expanded instantly, giving his hand enough room to slip down beneath the soft fabric, and he immediately searched out and found the elastic top of her nylon panties. He moved slowly, fearing that any moment Ann would reach to stop him, and he wanted more than anything else to relieve the pressure of all his frustrations. His cock felt like it would break right out through his pants if it grew any longer, the length of the hard shaft throbbing with blood-filled excitement. He was almost sure his conquest of his fianc'e's voluptuous young body would occur that night.
Drawing in her breath from the sensation of John's fingers brushing lightly over the soft triangle of her sparse pubic hair, Ann wondered if she wasn't letting him go too far. She had never let him touch her naked vagina before, even though she had thought about it many times, but that evening in particular seemed different. He had not really gotten angry over her foul-up with her job, and anyway, she wanted to let the sensations of his touch bring pleasure to her body. Wrapping her arms tightly around his broad shoulders, Ann held his face against her neck as she braced herself for the shock she knew would come.
"MMmmmmmmm!" she moaned softly in his ear as John's extended middle finger worked into the hair-lined slit of her cunt and made contact with her clitoris. The tiny nerve end was erect and waiting to be massaged, and he pinched it with his thumb and forefinger, eliciting more groans of pleasure from Ann. John was fully aware of the warm moisture in the soft folds of her vagina, and he imagined her warm, wet cunt wrapped tightly around the hardness of his erect penis. He deliberately played with her clit, hoping that he would succeed in arousing her to the point where she would beg him to fuck her. Otherwise, he felt like he would just about be ready to rape her for the relief he needed. The feel of her soft pubic hairs against his hand made him wonder how her virgin pussy actually looked, and John concluded that he was going to somehow get her panties down, and her skirt up!
Twisting on the car seat so that he could maneuver his other hand, John worked it up under the hem of Ann's skirt while he continued massaging her tiny, slightly quivering clitoris. Taking hold of the elastic top of her panties at the center of her back, he pulled the filmy material down around the smooth rounded cheeks of her buttocks. His action was so deliberate that Ann arched her hips up from the car seat, and he succeeded in pulling the soft whiteness of her panties down over her thighs. His left hand still pressed tightly against the flesh of her pussy was suddenly unrestricted in its movements. Not wanting to give Ann any time to think, John leaned his upper torso hard against her chest as he worked her panties down around her knees. Then as he raised her skirt with his right hand, he probed with the middle finger of his left for the moist, tight opening of her vaginal passage.
"Oh! John! Wait!" Ann gasped as she felt the cool air against her suddenly naked vagina. He had taken her by surprise, and his finger was teasingly worming into the soft sensitive lips down between her slightly open thighs. His playing with her clitoris had caused her to drift into a dream-like state of pure ecstasy, and it wasn't until her panties were half off that she realized how far things had gone. She was open and exposed to all his fondling, and the mounting fire in her belly was becoming more demanding than she thought possible. She was torn between stopping him, and letting him go just a little bit farther with his erotic teasing up between her legs.
"Oh! John, darling! Please! We mustn't!" Ann cried weakly, but she didn't move to stop his advancing finger. John spread the soft lips of her cunt wide as he pushed his middle finger into the tightly resisting flesh. He had her upper body pinned against the back of the car seat with his chest, and he felt her whole body tense as his finger suddenly popped inside the warm opening to her womb. The slick walls clamped tightly around his finger as he shoved it deep inside the wet passage, and he didn't stop until the whole palm of his hand was pressed hard against the soft pelt of her naked cunt.
"Ooohhhhh! John! Pleeaasseee!" Ann cried again, but she couldn't deny the tremendous pleasure his finger fucking gave her. The synthetic walls protecting her virginity were slowly crumbling, yet in spite of herself she couldn't move to stop his advances. The sensation in her belly was too great, and she wanted to have more of his wonderful caresses.
Since Ann was only protesting verbally, not physically trying to restrain him, John felt it safe to raise his head from her neck and get a look at what he had long wanted. Her thighs were spread only a few inches, enough to allow his hand access to her vagina, but he could clearly see the silky blonde forest of pubic hairs where his hand was trapped between her inner thighs. He began to slowly, teasingly, finger-fuck in and out of the tight moist passage, while at the same time he raised her sweater with his free hand. He wanted to see her naked breasts too, so he pulled her sweater up until the twin mounds pointed proudly out from beneath. The small circles at the tips were pink and hard, like tiny buttons raised by excitement, and he leaned forward, closing his warm lips over one of them. He sucked on the hard nipple, then nipped at it with his sharp teeth as his finger continued working in the wet confines of her vagina.
"Darling! Please! We mustn't! You..." Ann's words cut off abruptly as the sensation of his biting teeth danced over her nerves to her brain. Her hands moved to the back of his head as if guided by instinct, pulling his mouth harder against her taut womanly breast. His tongue, teeth, lips, all seemed to work in unison to give her a thousand different pleasures, and the sucking and nipping seemed to go to the very pit of her burning belly. A rhythm of passion steadily grew as his finger slid in and out of her sensitive vagina, each movement of his hand bringing more lubricating fluid to the depths of her loins. She wanted to put what she really felt into words, to tell him that she was willing to have him, but in the back of her mind there remained the impulse to stay pure. She knew that she could never face his parents if she was no longer a virgin, so instead of saying what she wanted, she weakly protested.
"Must stop ... Darling ... Please...." Her words came in uneven gasps, hardly recognizable for what they were, and John totally ignored them. He was too engrossed in the exploration of her sensual young body to care what the words meant unless they were begging for his cock. The moistened warmth of her vagina around his finger excited him more than anything else, and he desperately wanted to have more. Squirming and twisting on the car seat, John pulled Ann over until he could lay her back flat on the cushion, and without taking his mouth from the fullness of breast, he did just that.
"Oh, my God! John!" Ann groaned as she lay her head back against the car door. Her long, blonde hair half covered her pretty face, and she closed her eyes tightly as if to force the mounting passion from her sensation filled body. She knew that things had reached a point where John would have to be given some release, but she couldn't allow it to be the one thing that she knew he wanted.
The moment Ann's upper torso was horizontal, John raised his lips from her saliva soaked breast, and extending his tongue like a feeler, he traced a wet line down her belly until he reached the place where her skirt was bunched up around her hips. With his free hand, he pushed her legs apart as wide as he could in the limited space, then shifting his own body down, he placed his mouth firmly on the sensitive flesh of her lower belly, just above the soft triangle of her pubic mound. He was sure that she was near the point of complete surrender, and he felt his tongue could put the final seal on the package. Kissing and licking at the sensitive spots around her now slowly squirming vagina, he kept his finger buried deep in her vaginal passage. The soft downy pubic hairs brushed against his cheeks as his tongue danced over her inner thighs, then up again to her lower belly. She moaned in protest incessantly, but he was too busy to pay any attention to her words. The scent of her vagina had reached his nostrils, and he was going to show her what pleasure she had been missing. Pulling his finger from her warm wet passage, he spread the hair-lined slit of her cunt wide, and without hesitating a moment, he flicked his tongue out at the erect bud of her exposed clitoris.
"Oooouuuuuu!" Ann shrieked as the electric bolt of pleasure slammed through her passion tensed body to her brain. She had never felt anything like it in her life, and for the moment she forgot that she was about to lose her virginity. His mouth closed tightly against the pink valley of her vagina, as his teeth nipped at the sensitive nerve end sending more pleasure dashing up her spine. Involuntarily, her hips jerked up to his oral assault, and she threw her legs wide apart, wanting more and more of the fantastic pleasure.
The ache of confinement had become terrible, and John could wait no longer to set his hardened cock free. Reaching down under his body, his fingers worked quickly with the zipper of his fly, then unhooking the top of his beltless pants. Taking his underpants in the same motion, he shoved his pants down over his hips, and his erect penis stood out straight and hard. Being released from its confinement and naked in front of Ann was a wild sensation in itself, and his cock jerked even more erect as his blood pounded wildly through it. The sensation made him impatient, and dropping his tongue from the bud of her clitoris, he ran it along the warm wet flesh until it made contact with the tight, evenly pulsating opening of her vaginal passage. Using his tongue like a ramrod, he thrust it deep into the warmth of her virgin cunt.
"Oooohhhhhhh!" Ann jerked from the sudden wet contact, and reaching down, tangled her fingers in his hair, wantonly spreading her legs wider by bringing her heels up on the car seat and pulling his face hard against her passion filled loins. His tongue flicked maddeningly inside her, the whole length of it sliding up against the sensitive walls of her pussy, sending insane spasms of joy through her sensuously aroused body. It felt like a hot whip of flame as it raced in and out of her cuntal passage, making the depths of her womb flood with her lubricating juices.
"Oooooohhhhhhh! Goodddddddd!" The loud groan escaped from deep within her throat, but then she began to plead for him to stop. "Darling ! Please! We must stoppppppp!"
Much to her surprise and confused disappointment, John pulled his tongue from her satiated cunt, and he was sliding up across her body, leaving her burning passage alive with fire. His hips trapped her naked thighs wide apart as he fell heavily on top of her, his mouth seeking, and finding hers. He thrust his tongue deep in her throat as his hand took her hand and placed it on his hard cock. At first Ann didn't understand what he was doing, and she was surprised when she felt the hard throbbing column of his male flesh in her hand. She had never before touched a man there, and in spite of her knowing what could happen, she found her curiosity aroused. She let her hand remain where John had demandingly placed it, amazed by its enormous size. God, she thought it would kill her, split her vagina wide open if he thrust it there, but the feel of it in her hand was delighting her. She could feel it throbbing with blood-filled urgency, jerking as her fingers wrapped tightly around its length, and instinctively she began to stroke and massage the hot, pulsating member, rubbing the skin tantalizingly with her warm hand. He was half turned on her, his thigh pressed hard against her naked loins, and unconsciously, Ann began to rhythmically grind her pussy against him as her hand worked warmly up and down his long shaft. Near the base, she felt the tips of his pubic hair, and she explored further, seeking the soft skinned sac that held his sperm-filled balls. Somehow she knew they were susceptible to physical hurt, and she caressed them gently, feeling the cool even heat in her palm. John groaned, lifting his mouth from hers, and pressing his lips against her ear.
"Ann ... Darling ... I want you! I've got to fuck you, Ann!" he gasped frantically. His hand slipped under her naked buttocks, cupping the round cheeks, and holding her tighter to him. She felt a cool wetness on her thigh, and she wondered if he had climaxed. Feeling his cock still hard and throbbing, she guessed it was only the lubricating fluid men produce, and she squeezed his penis lovingly, not sure how to answer his demand.
"I've got to fuck you now!" he said again louder, and the obscene choice of words sent a shock of lewd excitement through her body. Her belly quivered with her need for him, but the thought of meeting his parents still was prominent in her mind.
"No ... Darling, we mustn't! It's not ... right!" she knew her excuse was feeble, and there was no real conviction in her tone. She needed him as much as he wanted her, and she was struggling with her own consciousness, unable to resolve the conflict to hers and John's satisfaction. She did know that something had to be done, that she couldn't leave him as things were at the moment
"Dammit, Ann! I can't wait any longer! You're driving me up the wall!" John twisted on top of her, trying to thrust his throbbing member into the downy softness of her widespread loins. Her hand gripping his cock was driving him crazy with lust, and his balls felt like they would explode if he didn't have her soon.
Holding his cock tightly in her hand, Ann reached down between their bodies with her other hand in a desperate attempt to keep his cock from battering into her vagina. The rubbery like tip rubbed sensuously against her clitoris, sending thrills of passion deep inside her quivering belly, but she held him back, grasping his hardened penis with both hands.
"Please ... Darling ... You'll hate me ... You'll..." She was beyond finding a reasonable excuse, and she knew it. Half resigning herself to the inevitable, she gripped his hardness in her hands, not really sure if she was guiding it home, or merely holding it back. He had to raise his hips up in order to angle his thrust into her cunt, and automatically, Ann clamped her thighs together. The rubbery-like tip of his penis pushed against the vee of her loins, and she groaned from the rubbing of her clitoris. But, she held tightly onto his long shaft, her hands cupped around its length as he desperately pumped up and down in a futile effort to enter her vagina.
"Ann! Dammit! I've got to fuck you now! NOW!" John was going out of his mind with lust, and his balls felt like a noose had been cinched around them and pulled tight. His prick began to expand and contract in her hands, and he grunted, making one last attempt to drive his swollen member into her warm depths.
"Uuuuuuugggghhhhhh!" John let out a long, low sigh of defeat as the hot, eager sensations in his cock took control. Suddenly his sperm was freed from the confines of his balls, and his white, hot cum raced wildly up the length of his hugely expanded penis.
"Ooohh! John, darling! Oouuu!" Ann knew that it was over as she felt the first hot squirt of liquid strike her naked lower belly. His hard cock seemed to swell up to tremendous size as it jerked and throbbed out his climax, and the hot, sticky fluid spurted thickly and wetly onto her stomach, running warmly down into her pubic hair and thighs.
It seemed to go on endlessly, but then, John collapsed heavily on top of her, his breath coming in great heaving gasps onto her neck. Ann held onto his slowly deflating penis as the last few drops of semen jerked from the tip into the palm of her hand. She felt terribly disappointed to her amazement, and she knew that she was sorry the sperm on her belly was not deep inside her burning womb. Yet, after a few moments, she was somewhat relieved to remember that she was also still a virgin. It was for John's parents that she had withheld what she too had wanted, and she reasoned that John could not be too angry with her when taking that into account. When he spoke, she was surprised that he was not angry at all.
"I'm ... sorry ... I shouldn't have been so demanding, darling!" His words were spoken against her shoulder, and they made Ann feel even more guilty. She had let him go too far, she reasoned, and what had happened, therefore, had been her own fault.
Turning her head, Ann kissed him full on the lips, wanting him to know for certain that she was not upset. Her nerves were still tingling from her lack of satisfaction and the taste of her vagina on his lips did not help, but she did not want to show it in any way. She was beginning to wonder if she could hold out until their wedding, if the next time she and John were alone she could still say no? But then, the fact that she was to meet his parents and family friends that weekend, made her put everything else out of her mind.
"See you in Pebble Beach!" had been her last words to him when she had finally gotten out of his car that Thursday evening. Ann twisted again, realizing the thoughts of her near seduction had caused moisture to form at the mouth of her vagina, and she shook her head, reminding herself to concentrate on her driving. The fog was dangerously thick, and she hadn't seen another car in what she guessed to be miles of the curving road.
"Pebble Beach!" Ann said to herself out loud, and she felt just the sound of the words made her nervous. It was hard for her to believe that the Robertson family would actually welcome her with open arms. She was nothing but a salesgirl with no family or wealthy background to make her fit into such a mold. Yet, John had assured her on numerous occasions that her background made no difference to his parents, so she wondered why the idea of finally meeting them made her feel so nervous?
"Ann! You've got to get hold of yourself!" she said aloud, and then she laughed, thinking how silly she was being, talking to herself! Rolling down the window, Ann put her hand outside, feeling the air stream as she drove. The air was surprisingly warm in spite of the thick misty fog, and she kept the window open, enjoying the effect the moving air had on her senses. It smelled both of the ocean and land, Ann thought, and she inhaled, sure that she could identify the scent as fresh cut hay. All she could see was the ocean to her left, and steeply rising hills to her right, so she wondered where the scent came from. She decided she had to be wrong, and she occupied her thoughts by trying to identify what the sweet odor was.
For a few minutes, her guessing game kept her mind off of her destination and the eventual meeting of her fianc''s parents. Yet, she was still tense, and she wondered just what it was that lay ahead for her beyond the fog.
CHAPTER 2
It had been nearly an hour since Ann stopped at the gas station, and she again tried to find some agreeable music on the car radio. The highway had straightened out some, most of the winding curves behind her, and the land to her left was no longer steep hills. The terrain had flattened out, and the fog had become much thinner.
"Hell!" Ann exclaimed switching off the radio. She was again unsuccessful in finding the music she liked, and she figured the stations further inland were blocked out by the hills. It was almost noon, and she realized that she was not making good time at all on the route. With the better visibility in the thinner fog, she stepped down harder on the accelerator, thinking that if she was too late, John might begin to worry. Her reluctance to get to Pebble Beach did not take precedence over John's peace of mind! Damn, she wished she had him with her then. The trip would certainly be less boring, and talking to him would have helped keep her nervousness under control.
Ann looked at the mileage counter on the speedometer, and she calculated she was about halfway to her destination. She was trying to think of something she could do while driving on the desolate road that would keep her mind occupied, when ahead, she saw a car parked on the shoulder. At first, the fog made it difficult to make out any details, but as she got closer, she saw that the hood was raised in the air. A man was standing alongside the car, his thumb held up from a clenched fist. Ann figured right away that he had run out of gas, and she looked straight ahead, not wanting to see his expression when she drove on by. But, as she got closer, she began to feel guilty for just thinking she would ignore someone in trouble on a desolate road. It had been a long time since she had seen another car, and the man could be stuck for a long time waiting for help. It isn't right, Ann thought, and she put her foot on the brake to slow down. The man would be someone to talk with, at least until they reached a phone or something ... .
"Thanks for stopping!" the lean looking man said as he opened the car door.
"Run out of gas?" Ann questioned. She was surprised at how quickly the man slid onto the seat next to her, and she studied him carefully.
He was wearing what looked to be an expensive suede jacket, and he was much younger than she had thought at first. She figured he was in his middle twenties, and she decided he had to be a college student. He was holding a small satchel in his right hand, and he twisted around in the seat to place it into the back. His hair was dark and wavy, and it looked nicely proportioned to his sharp facial features.
"Hank Winthrop!" he announced turning forward again, and he held his hand out to Ann.
"Hi! I'm Ann Williams," she responded, and she was taken by the hitchhiker's pleasant smile. The thought of having him to talk with made her feel glad she had stopped, and she shook his hand. "Kind of a bad spot to have car trouble," she added, and then she had to look away as she drove off.
"Yes indeed!" Hank replied, and he took the opportunity to study his rescuer. He wanted to laugh out loud at his stroke of luck as he saw just how beautiful Ann was. She had to be the sexiest chick on the highway, and it was his luck to have her come along when she did. Looking over her sensual shape, his eyes moved down to the smooth, exposed flesh of her thighs, and he thought if her skirt was just an inch higher, he would be able to see the fuzzy beginnings of her pubic hair. Looking back at her long hair, he bet with himself that she was blonde all over.
"I'm not very familiar with this road, so I don't know where you can get help with your car. Do you travel this way much?" Ann asked, and she was seriously concerned.
"Off and on! About two or three miles ahead there's a turn-off to the left. If you don't mind going out of your way a few minutes, there's a telephone." Hank watched for her reaction, hoping that she would agree. The trip would be far more pleasant if she cooperated from the start, he thought.
"Not at all. I know what a nuisance car trouble can be when you're trying to get somewhere. If you like, I'll take you into Santa Cruz. We shouldn't be too far from there." Ann thought she'd like the company for at least that distance.
"Is that where you're headed, Santa Cruz?" Hank wanted to find out as much about Ann as possible.
"No, I'm going on to Pebble Beach, but Santa Cruz isn't out of my way," Ann replied cheerfully. She glanced over at the handsome hitchhiker next to her, and she noticed for the first time that his eyes were nearly black. He smiled pleasantly, and she felt like he was able to look right through her. She found herself wondering if he knew John.
"It would be closer and save time if I called, but thanks for offering," he said in a low voice. He couldn't get over his stroke of luck on being picked up by such a sharp girl.
"Are you going to college?" Ann pried suddenly, and she was sorry she sounded so nosy after she had said it.
"No. Haven't for some time now. Are you in school?" Hank returned, glad that she had brought up personal conversation.
"I work for a department store in San Francisco. Salesgirl, you know! No big deal," Ann said, a little ashamed of her position. She was reminded of her destination, and she felt her nerves tense up at the thought.
"That's great!" Hank said quickly, his tone enthusiastic. "I'll bet you outsell everyone in your department, otherwise you wouldn't be so modest!"
It was true, and her passenger's words made her feel more relaxed than she had been all morning. It was as if he thought her position important, and that was something no one ever made her think. She could only smile, but it was a smile of confidence.
"Do your folks live in Pebble Beach?" Hank questioned. He wanted to appear like he was only making small talk, and he was apparently successful, as Ann responded right away.
"No, my parents are dead," Ann said. Then she added quickly, "Have been for two years now. I'm going there to meet my boyfriend's parents, and to tell you the truth, I'm nervous as hell about it!" The words just came out, but Ann didn't want to talk about her parents. Invariably such talk always killed a conversation, so she had blurted out what was really on her mind to change the subject.
"I understand," Hank said quickly, even though he didn't. "That sort of meeting can get way out of proportion in your mind, you know." He talked on, but his mind was working over the fact of her dead parents. He wondered if she had any close relatives, and he began to think he was even luckier than he had thought to begin with.
"Yes, I suppose so. I think I'm more frightened of where they live, than anything else. Seems a little out of my class, I guess," Ann said. She didn't understand why she found it so easy to talk with Hank, a perfect stranger, but she figured that it was his being a stranger that made it so simple. Anyway, he seemed terribly understanding, and a good listener too.
"Don't you have a brother or sister, someone close that could have made the trip with you?" Hank probed. "Pebble Beach is no big deal, believe me!" he added.
"I'm one of those odd-balls without any relatives, but I consider that an advantage!" Ann laughed. The man's words were so reassuring, she couldn't help but liking him. He had made her feel better in just a few minutes of conversation. "Hey, you better give me warning for that turn-off, or I'll drive right on past!"
"It's not much further now," Hank said confidently. It was all too good to be true, and he smiled, imagining the reaction Todd would make when seeing Ann. He would certainly want to do something to pass the time of the trip, so Hank decided that he would take the time out right then to be the first. Just looking at her made his cock twitch in his pants, and he was determined to take care of that before making the long drive.
"What do you do for a living?" Ann questioned suddenly, interrupting Hank's thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, banking! Dull stuff, very dull!" Hank said, and he wanted to laugh at his private little joke. The car he had stolen ran out of gas for a very good reason, as he had exactly twenty-one cents in his pocket. He had hoped to make it to the meeting point with Todd, but he had been unsuccessful in milking out the last few necessary miles. He had thought he was in for a run of bad luck until this young blonde honey picked him up!
"Why do you say that? Seems to me it would be interesting." Ann felt like she should re-direct the conversation, as talking about her destination seemed pointless.
"Routine! That's the problem," Hank said, then he raised his hand and pointed. "There's the turn-off, just up ahead on the left!" He had been up the road many times before, and it was easily recognizable to him.
"Yes, I see it," Ann said, and she stepped on the brake to slow down. The place was a little hard to see, and she was sure she would have driven right past it if Hank hadn't pointed it out. Turning hard to the left, she wheeled the car into the narrow road moving slowly. There were trees all around, and she waited for Hank to direct her. It didn't seem to go anywhere except up toward the hills.
"It's up always, not far!" Hank said, anxious for Ann to hurry up. She was driving at a snail's pace, as if afraid the road would disappear out from under her. The undergrowth had become much thicker since the last time Hank had been there, and he wondered if Ann would become suspicious. It was only too obvious to him that the road was rarely traveled on, but Ann kept driving, her face not showing any sign of suspicion.
"This is a beautiful spot. Do you know someone living up here?" Ann questioned. She knew that a telephone around there had to be in a private residence, as the road looked like nothing more than a private drive.
"Yes, that's right," Hank lied. He knew that the road had been built years in the past, a part of a logging trail that was no longer used. The paving stopped about a mile above the highway, and from there on it used to be nothing but a dirt road. The dirt road had since disappeared under thick brush, and from the looks of it, it was apparent that the paved part was soon going to experience the same fate. He was glad it was still drivable, however, as he wanted plenty of privacy for what he planned to do with Ann.
Beginning to think Hank had pointed to the wrong road, Ann slowed way down as the road became rougher. The foliage was so thick in places that it dragged along the sides of the car, and then suddenly there was no more road. The car was headed for thick brush at the opposite end of a small clearing surrounded by trees, and the pavement abruptly ended.
"Wow! I think you got the wrong road!" Ann exclaimed as she brought the car to a sudden stop. They were above the fog, and the sun filtered down through tall redwoods. Ann couldn't help thinking it was a nice mistake, but she started to maneuver the car around so she could head back.
"No, this is right!" Hank said as he reached over and casually switched off the ignition. He kept the key in his hand, slipping them into his pocket as if they belonged to him.
"Hey! What're you doing! There isn't any house around here!" Ann said throwing her arms out in gestured emphasis. The hitchhiker was smiling pleasantly, and she didn't realize yet that she had any reason to be afraid of his actions.
"You're right, there isn't! But, you'll have to admit, it's a nice spot for being alone!" he said, his smile twisting into a lewd grin.
Ann turned to look directly at the man next to her in the car, and the expression on his face told her that she was suddenly in trouble. He was up to something, and she was sure that it had to do with sex.
"Give me the keys, please! This is a nice spot, but I do have to get to Pebble Beach, remember?" Ann tried to keep her voice cool and calm, but the tiniest cracking sound seemed to underscore her words. She hoped that he was only trying her out. That he had somehow gotten the idea that she was interested in sex, and she was determined to show him that he was wrong, dead wrong!
"Well, baby, I'm afraid you're going to have your visit to Pebble Beach put off for awhile. That should make you happy! Now you don't have to worry about it! Right!" Hank was getting a kick out of the expressions crossing the blonde's pretty young face as he spoke, and he knew that she didn't quite believe him, at least she didn't want to believe him.
"The only thing that's going to make me happy is having the car keys. Now I'm serious, dammit!" Ann felt her adrenaline flowing, and she was beginning to get mad! He had one hell of a nerve leading her up a deserted road after she had stopped to help him on the highway! "Give me the keys!" Ann yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Shut up, you spoiled little bitch!" Hank said softly, but his hand came up like a streak of lightning, slapping her squarely on the side of her face.
"Ooohh!" Ann was stunned by the stinging sensation on her left cheek. His hand had moved so fast she thought it should have knocked her head off, but he had done something that only resulted in a whip-like blow. She was more surprised than hurt, but her defenses began to shatter and she could only whimper and plead instead of demanding.
"Pleaseeee ... I have to get to ... Whyyyy did you do thattttt!"
"You'd better understand one thing right now! If you're going to shout and demand anything from me, you won't be getting back in this car! Do you understand me?" Hank said calmly. His voice was almost too controlled, and the thought struck Ann that he might be an insane maniac.
"I ... I didn't mean to shout. ... You scared me, and ... Pleaseeee let me go!" Ann pleaded, fear beginning to get the better of her.
"Get out of the car. Cooperation is the key to your survival!" Hank had no real intention of finishing her, but he felt that the threat on her life was going to prove necessary in the long run. Somehow he felt that she was going to come in very handy on the trip, and he wanted to keep her under control.
Ann hesitated for only a moment, but when she saw the shoulder holster Hank was wearing as he took off his coat, she opened the door immediately. Was it possible he would kill her, she thought? Visions of her bloodied body lying in the brush at the edge of the clearing filled her brain, and she immediately shut them out, the thought making her shiver uncontrollably. She thought to run then, but that notion was quickly rejected as she looked around. She wouldn't get very far on foot, and a bullet could run much faster than she even imagined. She felt somewhat relieved when the hitchhiker got out of the passenger side, the shoulder holster left on the front seat with his jacket. Her relief was only momentary, as he was beginning to unbutton his shirt, starting to get undressed!
"What do you want of me?" Ann whimpered, backing away from him as he approached her. He walked calmly around the car, his mouth still twisted in a lewd grin, but the tone of his voice was almost reassuring.
"I won't hurt you, baby. We're going to be together for a while, so we might just as well get to know each other now as later!" His voice was so understanding, that Ann stopped retreating from him. He walked to within a couple of feet of her, then he too stopped. Ann searched his eyes for some indication of his motives, what it was he was talking about. Why was she going to be with him for a while?
"I ... don't understand! What do you mean?" Ann said, her voice calmer than before. Hank stopped unbuttoning his shirt having reached the last button, and he looked directly into her eyes".
"I need your car, and since you come with it, I might as well have you too!" As he spoke, he was loosening the top of his pants, and like an exclamation point to his sentence, he suddenly let them drop down around his ankles. Instinctively, Ann lowered her eyes even though he was wearing underpants, but then she suddenly focused on the object strapped around his lower leg. It was a long bladed knife, and she again felt the fear she had felt on seeing the holster.
"Please, don't touch me! I'm engaged to be married! I can't do anything, please!" Ann was searching for the magic words that would make the awful nightmare disappear, but she knew that it was all real, too real.
"I'm not going to marry you! Don't worry! I just want to fuck you!" the hitchhiker said, a comic tone in his voice. "You're about the best looking piece I've seen in ages! What do you expect?" He was serious.
It was a long moment before his words sank in, but then Ann shuddered from his vile choice of description. Oddly, in spite of the terrible situation she was in, she felt pleased by his crude compliment of her looks, but then the reality of her predicament hit home hard. He was going to rape her!
"Oh, God, pleaseeee! I'm a virgin! I've never had..." Ann suddenly feared the loss of virginity more than her own life. At least it seemed like the most reasonable explanation for not wanting to go along with his demands. She simply couldn't let him do it to her, since she had to arrive at John's parents a pure woman. She had held back John for that reason, and now the same thing applied to the stranger she had picked up! It was the only logic that remained in her confused mind.
"A virgin! I don't mind," he said simply, and his comment thoroughly confused Ann. She stood there dumbfounded as he stepped out of his pants and then walked back to her car. He reached into the back seat, and a moment later he came up with a blanket.
"What you doing with this?" Hank questioned holding the blanket up at her.
"Sometimes my legs get cold..." Ann was telling the truth, but Hank only laughed as he spread it out on the ground beside the car. He sat down on it then, and he began to remove his shoes and socks. He left the menacing blade strapped to his right leg.
"Take off your clothes, dammit!" Hank yelled suddenly, and it snapped Ann out of the trance she had fallen in. It was all true! He was deadly serious about raping her!
"I can't. ... Please don't make me do it!" Ann pleaded, but before the words stopped ringing in her ears, his hand was on the knife. He was crouched like a tiger ready to spring, and Ann felt a horrible fear creep over her nerves. Knives terrified her, and she was afraid to even see the blade come unsheathed.
"If you want to be difficult, I can change your mind!" Hank said with finality, and sunk his fist hard into her belly. "Ooomph, God!" Ann grunted as she doubled up and fell to her knees.
"NO! Please! Wait! ... I'll ... " Ann lowered her head, and like an automaton, she grabbed the lowest button of her sweater. It was like making a count-down as each button pushed through the material to become undone, and it was her fingers doing it. Her long blonde hair fell forward, the tips just reaching the points of her round, large breasts, and as she slipped out of her sweater, she, still on her knees, almost unconsciously flipped her hair back. She caught herself, realizing that only her bra covered her naked upper torso, and she left it on hoping that a miracle would occur.
"Come on, come on!" Hank said impatiently. Ann rose to her feet and was only a few feet from where he sat on the blanket, and he was anxious to get a hold of her luscious looking tits. "Get 'em off, or you're going to be sorry!" he added threateningly.
Ann whimpered silently, knowing from the pain in her belly from the blow he had given her that there was no escaping the inevitable, and she unbuttoned the catch at the side of her short skirt, letting it fall down the length of her long, tapering legs to the ground. She didn't want to look up and see his hungry eyes, but she could feel them, as if they were actually burning holes through her scant panties and brassiere. It was lewd and debasing, but she couldn't stand the thought of having that long bladed knife even waved at her in a threatening manner much less cutting in the soft whiteness of her skin. Yet, because he hadn't touched her intimately yet, she still felt there was some chance of her being saved. Maybe someone else would drive up the road and see them, she thought, but then she knew that such a possibility was very unlikely.
Without looking at the man, Ann reached as slowly as possible around her back, until she felt the hooks holding her bra over her full breasts. She stretched the elastic backing, then loosened the three hooks one at a time, but she had to let them go. The bra fell from her breasts like it was propelled, and the round firm mounds of flesh stood out naked and proud from her body. A strange feeling came over her when she saw that the pink nipples were hard and erect, like icing on the cake, and she knew they were getting involuntarily excited by the mere fact of being naked in front of a strange man. She glanced up just as the hitchhiker stood up next to her, and she blushed when she saw the expression on his face. He was staring directly at her naked breasts, his mouth open as though surprised by what he saw.
"Damn they're beautiful!" Hank said, and he reached out to touch them, making sure they were real. Ann started to lurch back, but he caught her arm with his strong left hand while his right squeezed the soft flesh of her tit.
"Ooouu! Pleaseeeeee! God, I ... " The words caught in her throat as she felt the exciting sensation of his fondling fingers closing around the tip of her nipple. Suddenly her legs felt like they were going to fall out from under her body, and she collapsed heavily into his arms. His response was instantaneous as he caught and lifted her into his strong arms, then gently lowered her near naked body onto the blanket. When her head rested against the ground beneath the blanket, Ann opened her eyes again, and not inches away were the dark orbs of his eyes. He was smiling broadly, and she groaned and closed her eyes tightly as he leaned forward to kiss her. For a moment it almost felt like she was being kissed by John, as his mouth seemed to work hers open, and his lips pressed fully against hers as his tongue shot into the warmth of her throat. It caught Ann by surprise, and she responded unconsciously, uncertain whether it was to save her life or please her body, by sucking and nibbling lightly on his tongue. His fingers continued playing skillfully with the erect tip of her breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling it sensationally between them. Her whole body was reacting just like it had in John's car the last time she had been with him, only it wasn't her fianc' making her excited. She was being raped, or at least that was what it was supposed to be, she thought.
The hitchhiker was naked except for his underpants, and he was stretched out on the blanket beside her, his body pressing against her.
Ann snapped out of her reverie when she felt the hardness that pushed out from his underpants against her naked thighs. The pressure of it against her flesh was so great, she was sure she could feel the blood pumping through it. She was again reminded of the last night she was with John, and she remembered how she had thought his cock would split her in half. And, this man's penis seemed to be even bigger than John's, she realized with horror!
Suddenly Ann found herself struggling to get free of the hitchhiker's grip, and she twisted her mouth away from his kiss. "Stop! Please, stop! I can't let you do it! You'll kill me! Oh, God! Pleaseeeeeeee!" Ann struggled as he seemed to be all over her body, every pore being touched by some part of him in preparation for a final assault on her virgin pussy. She couldn't let that happen, not if she was ever going to face John or his family! She had to stop him before it was too late! In desperation, Ann tried to raise her knees up, thinking she might knock him out, but the best she could do was lift one leg far enough to have it trapped back by Hank's quick legs. He had her helplessly pinned down to the ground, her position even worse than it had been.
"I'm going to fuck you, and you're going to make it good!" Hank said in a slow, deliberate voice. The underlying threat was ever present, and Ann could only sob as the full weight of her fate welled up in her mind. Turning her head to one side, Ann stared out at the surrounding brush and trees, the silent witnesses to the end of her virginity, she thought. There was no one coming to save her, she realized, and she closed her eyes tightly, seeking the strength to withstand the stranger's assault. He might succeed in fucking her body, but she was determined not to feel any of it! She was not going to let his kisses excite her! If he was going to rape her, she was determined to show no response!
Hank felt Ann's body relax, her resistance to his assault easing up, and he knew exactly what was happening. He chuckled lightly to himself as he carefully examined her full round breasts. They were like two white mountains, firm and solid, and the pink caps were hardened and pointing straight up at him. He was amazed that they didn't sag as he had thought they would, and he again closed his hand around one. Ann didn't make a sound as he opened his mouth and took the pink nipple inside. He closed his hot lips slowly around the hardened bud, while his tongue rolled wetly across it. Then he sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth, biting down on it with his sharp teeth.
"Ooouu!" The helpless girl tried to contain her cry, but it seemed to come out of her mouth in spite of her efforts. She felt a flashing sensation dart through her chest and down to her belly, and her pleasure response was automatic. It was as if a fire had been ignited in her womb, and she jerked her legs against the tight grip Hank maintained over her. She tried to ignore the lewdly rising sensations, but he didn't stop or even ease up for a moment. He sucked hungrily on her breasts as his teeth took hot little nips at the sensitive tip, and the flashes of pleasure ran wildly over all the nerves in her body, beyond her control.
Hank wanted to laugh as he felt Ann's resistance breaking down even more, and he placed the flat of his hand against her smooth belly to feel for the elastic band top of her panties. He found the beginnings of light curling fuzz as he worked his fingers toward her pubic mound, and he visualized the sparse patch of her pubic hair as his fingers inched closer and closer to the narrow slit of her young cunt. Extending his middle finger like a pointer, he found the firm lips of her pussy, and forcing them apart, he pressed his finger against the hardened tip of her clitoris.
"Ooooouuuuuuuu!" Ann clamped her mouth shut as the electric bolt of pleasure shot up her spine from the pressure of flesh making contact with her nerve ending. The sensations in her body were betraying her mind, and for a moment she forgot that she was being forced. All she could think of was having that pleasure-giving finger twisting and turning over her sensitized clit, pressing into her vagina until she could hardly keep from screaming with joy! She wrapped her arms around the man's head, his face still pressed against her breast, and she held him tightly as his finger played over her moistened vagina.
Knowing that Ann was getting caught up in the sensations of his teasing mouth and hands, Hank held back doing what he was anxious to do. He wanted to get a close look at her virgin pussy, to clearly see what he was feeling with his finger, but he hesitated in the hope that he could arouse her beyond the point of any resistance. He continued sucking on her breast while he worked his middle finger down the narrow, hair-lined slit of her pussy. Feeling the moisture from her lubricating fluid, he dipped his finger toward the virginal orifice, and finding it, pushed the tip inside the tight, hot passage. The elastic-like opening resisted him for a moment, then gave way to his unrelenting pressure, and his extended finger slid smoothly up the warm, tight channel until the palm of his hand was pressed against her cunt.
"Ooooooohhhhhhh ... God!" Ann exclaimed loudly as the sensation raced through her body to her brain. Who it was holding her to the ground, was completely forgotten. It could as well have been her fianc''s finger probing down between her thighs, as the obscenely beautiful sensation was all that dominated her mind for the moment. It felt too good to resist, and she wiggled her buttocks as the finger fucked into her.
His cock twitched as he felt the tightness of her cunt around his finger, and Hank didn't want to wait any longer. If Ann started resisting his actions, he could take care of her easily enough. His knife was strapped to his leg still, and he was sure just threatening to use it would be enough. Raising his head from her saliva-soaked breast, Hank moved his mouth down over her smooth flat belly, and with his left hand, he pulled at the filmy material of her panties.
Ann was lost in a helpless passionate daze, as she lifted her buttocks from the blanket to make the removal of her panties easier, and Hank quickly slid them down over her firm thighs to her feet. He almost laughed aloud when her naked legs kicked her panties away, then spread her legs apart as if inviting him to do as he pleased. She Was completely naked and open, and Hank paused to look at the sheer sensuality of her virgin body. He had never had any girl as pure, yet sexually arousing like this innocent young blonde and he shifted his eyes to the delicate blonde hair that covered her young vagina. His cock jerked with excitement from just the sight of her, and he rolled in between her outstretched legs as he pulled his finger from her warm, wet passage.
Ann thought her heart was pounding inside her brain as she felt the passionate juices flowing through her naked body. She could feel the noon sun breaking through the fog and warming her exposed flesh, and knowing that her vagina was openly naked for this complete stranger, only made her excitement greater. Her body was in a state of arousal she had never known possible, and she just couldn't find the strength to care who it was giving her such pleasure. Then, when the long middle finger pulled from the tightness of her pussy, she wondered what form of pleasure would befall her next?
Pressing his thumbs into the lips of her vagina, Hank slowly parted the hair-lined slit until the pink, moist flesh was open to his gaze. The erect bud of her clitoris was throbbing with excitement, and leaning close, he flicked his tongue teasingly out at it.
"Aagg! Ooooooouuuuuuu! Godddddd!" Ann moaned loudly as she felt the pleasure of his tongue whipping at her sensitive nerve end. It was what she had been expecting in the back of her mind, and her entire body reacted by tingling at every nerve. She had visions of the last Thursday night in John's car, and she felt she was there again, being subjected to the sensational oral fucking of her loins. She spread her legs out wider, opening herself to more and more of the fantastic pleasures.
Hank gleefully rolled his tongue around the throbbing hard bud, and he thought Ann's transition from a sobbing young innocent to a lusting bitch was remarkable. She exuded sexuality, and he was bringing all of it out of her. Opening his mouth, he pressed his lips around the tiny clit and sucked it into his wetness. Her scent was fantastic, and he clamped his teeth down on her clit, making her yell loudly with excitement. Her cry was so loud, Hank almost stopped as his natural instinct told him. Then he remembered that he was miles from any intruders, that he was not in danger of being discovered, and he bit his teeth down again. His cock pounded with the pressure of his fast flowing blood, and his balls felt like they were filled to near bursting with his sperm. He knew he would have to fuck her soon or he would cum all over her legs and thighs. Spreading the lips of her cunt out wider with his thumbs, Hank lifted his head from her clit, then ran his wet tongue down the pink, moist valley toward the opening of her vagina. Finding it, he pressed his mouth against the warm flesh, and using his tongue like a hot probe, he flicked it out at the tight orifice. Feeling the girl respond, he plunged his tongue down the tight passage, burrowing into her depths like a snake into the earth. Stretching his tongue out as far as possible, he licked at the smooth wet walls, tasting the warm, pungent heat of her passion while his mind filled with lewd images of all the things they could do to her the next few days.
"OOOooooouuuuu! ... Ooohhhhhhhhhh! ... Uuuugghhhhhhh!" Ann felt her belly rippled with the burning sensation of mounting passion. She was becoming delirious from the insane pleasure of his fucking tongue as it drove furiously in and out of her flaming cunt. It was what she had been denied when she was last with John, and she ground her ass around and around in wanton enjoyment of the oral fucking of her genitals. She didn't care about her virginity any longer, nor who it was that would take it from her. What counted above all else was having her cunt kissed until she exploded into the senselessness of orgasm.
"Yeesssss! Ohhh, God! Yeeessssss!" Ann shouted, not really knowing her own voice. She wouldn't have imagined she could ever approve of such vile, dirty actions, but the demanding fire in her belly was raging to be put out! Then, suddenly, the pleasure-giving tongue was gone.
"Don't stop! Pleaseeeeee!" Ann shouted, and then she choked back her words. Hank had raised his face up from her fiery passage and quickly leaned over her aroused young body, hovering above her like a fox ready to run wild. His own strong thighs were keeping her legs spread wide apart, and his hands held her shoulders pinned to the ground. The expression on his face told her that he was ready to do what he had promised, and she was momentarily transfixed by the lewd grin that spread across his face as his tongue licked away her pussy juices from his lips. Ann wanted to shout, but nothing seemed to be able to come out of her throat as she gasped. Raising her head up slightly to avoid his gaze, Ann's eyes fell on the erect shaft protruding from his suddenly naked body. His underpants were gone, and she could now clearly see the hard, rigid column of his penis pointing directly at her helplessly exposed vagina. It looked menacing as it throbbed, seeming to grow even longer right before her eyes, and suddenly she was snapped back to reality! He was going to rape her! He was going to drive the huge, blunt rod into her virgin pussy, even though she would die from it! In desperation, Ann tried to twist away, but Hank held her tightly, preventing any possibility of escape. He just stared down at her defenseless pussy like a wild animal ready to feast on its prey, and Ann was horrified!
"Pleaseeeeee!. . . Wait! ... I'll ... Do anything!. . . Give you money ... Pleaseeeee!" Ann pleaded to no avail, as she saw that he was determined to do with her as he willed. She was convinced that his huge cock would tear her vagina apart, splitting her whole body in half like so much naked flesh, yet at the same time his coolness fascinated her. She couldn't deny the heat in her lower belly, and she was strangely aware of the blood-filled column that could give her the fulfillment she wanted. She had never before really seen a man's penis erect, and despite her horrible position, she found herself examining it. The long column stood out from a black tangle of pubic hair, and it was lined with veins its whole length, with the exception of the tip. The head end looked rubbery-like and purple, and the dilated slit at the tip seemed to have fluid tucked just inside. She remembered the fluid she had felt in her hand that night with John, and she shifted her gaze to the twin distended sacs containing his sperm. The two balls held by the hairy sac were clearly defined and seemed to throb, and she imagined how it would feel to have the whole length of his cock buried inside her womb as the sperm was released from those balls. In spite of her fear, Ann felt her belly jerk several times from her lewd thoughts. Then she remembered that she would no longer be a virgin either, and she looked up at his face as he shifted his weight over her.
"Please! I can't take you! It's too big! How can I ever face my fianc'?" She was grasping for something that might make the man stop, even though she knew there was nothing. Her words seemed to drift out into the noon air like useless waves of energy, and Hank acted like he hadn't heard a thing she said.
Shifting his weight to one side, Hank took his long shaft in his hand, and moving his hips forward, he forced the rubbery head into the soft folds of her vagina. The warmth of her virgin cunt made his cock twitch with urgency, and he hurriedly moved it up and down in the unprotected little slit, parting the hair-lined lips that protected the tiny throbbing mouth of her pussy. Ann moaned when the tip of his penis brushed against the end of her clitoris, but he was beyond hearing anything. His mind was concentrated on only one thing, and that was to fuck his lust-hardened cock into the sweet young cunt that was nakedly open underneath him. When he had it positioned over the opening of her passage, he rolled over her body, readying himself to drive his excited member quickly inside her. For Hank it was all very simple. The stupid little bitch had stopped to give him a ride, and now he was going to take it!
Knowing that the naked man on top of her was beyond being reasoned with, Ann nonetheless tried once more to plead for mercy. It was not a matter of her virginity anymore, but she felt it was necessary to save her whole body from being split wide open. The blunt head of his penis seemed impossibly big, and she was sure it would never fit inside her helplessly exposed cunt, yet she was half resigned to her fate, as there was no stopping this stranger from fucking her. The pressure against her moistly pulsating pussy became greater and greater, until finally Ann thought she was going to pass out from fear of how it would feel when he rammed it deep up inside her.
"Oh, wait! ... Pleaseeee! ... I ... Can't ... Take it! Aaagghhhh!" Ann begged as Hank pushed with unrelenting force against her cunt. It was like a tight elastic band that would not give way to his pressure, but he continued pushing his hips forward, forcing his cock hard into the opening of her cunt. He spread his knees out to force Ann's legs out wider, and he knew the moment was at hand as his cock suddenly, with a slight wet noise, popped inside the clasping entrance to her defensively clenched cunt.
"AAAAaaagggghhhhhhhhh!" Ann closed her eyes as she felt the heat of flashing pain dashing through her body like a thousand missiles. Her vagina was stretched impossibly wide as it opened to take in the huge head of his penis, the pain unbearable as he gained entrance to her virgin cunt. It was no longer virgin, she thought, and suddenly she was enraged in spite of the terrifying pain. She tried to escape from his assault, squirming her buttocks down into the blanket in a desperate effort to back away from him, and she wanted to get her arms free of his hold to strike out at him for what he was doing. He would surely kill her if he went any deeper, she thought, and she squirmed fruitlessly, trying vainly to dig her buttocks down into the hard ground. But there was no escaping him. Her movements only seemed to make her position worse than ever, and looking down over the tips of her breasts, she could see that only an inch of his huge column had penetrated her defenseless body. She felt it was hopeless, and she resigned herself to what she thought would certainly be her death.
Ann's struggle to get away from his lunging cock made Hank laugh, and he held her tightly against the blanket, her movements only exciting him more. The sensitive nerve at the head end of his penis was sending signals of pleasure down the length of his blood-filled shaft to his groin, and he thought he might squirt his heated load right then and there if he didn't thrust further into her virgin cunt. He was fully aware of the pain that Ann was experiencing, but he figured that was the way she wanted it. Hell, a girl had to be busted in once, he thought, and he flexed his cock preparatory to driving in deeper. The instant he felt her tension ease up, he lunged hard forward, sinking his cock another inch down into her vainly resisting cuntal passage.
"NNnnnnnnooooooo! Aaaaggghhhhhhhhh!" The pain was even worse than she had imagined possible, and Ann felt like she was finally going to faint into oblivion. She felt lost, and all of her resistance completely broke down as she relaxed to face the end. When the hitchhiker thrust forward again, driving his cock even deeper into her cunt, the pain was far less, but Ann was not consciously aware that it had subsided. The agonizing pain of his initial entry was still dominating her mind, and her anger over being raped like that kept her mind spinning. She was determined not to let her body betray her again. He was not to have any satisfaction from knowing that she might enjoy his brutal attack on her virginity, and she closed off the fire that still burned deep in her womb from her mind. What she really wanted to do was find the means to get back at him, to make him feel the shame and humiliation that she felt at that moment. He was denying her the one thing she had held onto dearly, the one thing that she felt would make it possible for her to be accepted by her fianc''s parents, her virginity! What would be far worse, would be for her to enjoy this stranger's vile assault on her body, so Ann tried with all her might to shut out the rising sensation that couldn't be stopped.
The tight, velvety pussy around his cock was sending such wild sensations through his body, Hank thought he would explode at any moment. He could only think to get his cock all the way inside this hot little bitch before he shot his cum, and he shoved hard forward, driving his cock down the tight tunnel toward the maximum depths of her newly stretched vagina. He slammed down her passage like a rampant bull in heat, his cock sizzling the juices of her lubricating fluid with his tremendous speed.
"A a a g g g h h! Uuuuuuggghhhhhhhh!" The complete penetration came so suddenly, with such severity, that Ann didn't know what hit her. She visualized the impact of a body being slammed to the ground from ten stories up, and she tensed against the final humiliating blow. For an instant she felt suspended in air, floating dream-like above the earth, and then as if her whole world had suddenly crashed down, she recognized the aching pain deep in her womb as being caused by the head of his penis pressing into her cervix. The full length of her passage had been penetrated by a man's hard lusting cock, and her virginity was no more. With thoughts of having to face John with her unfaithful condition spinning in her head, Ann raised her eyes to see their lewdly joined bodies. Hank's black pubic hair was entangled in her own light fuzziness, his groin pressed hard against her widespread cunt, and it staggered her imagination to think that his mammoth cock was buried all the way up inside her stomach.
Hank had never been so aroused by a girl before, and he had to consciously fight off his immediate urge to cum. The tremendous pressure in his balls made them throb with wanted release, and he knew that he couldn't hold back for long. There was just something exciting about the slow, triumphant process of fucking a girl for the first time. Flexing his cock to make it even larger, Ann moaned as he gave her time to adjust to his size. He stared down into her eyes, knowing that she wasn't really seeing anything, and he decided right then that he would give her a fucking she would never forget. Todd was probably a nervous wreck, but he was just going to have to wait until he, Hank, blew his nuts deep up in this spoiled little virgin's wide-stretched pussy.
Very slowly, Hank began to withdraw his penis from the newly stretched vaginal passage, and he raised his hips up until only the head end of his cock remained in her cunt. He was anxious to begin the rhythmic in and out motion of sexual contact, but he felt he could hold back long enough to bring the whimpering young blonde along with him. She seemed to be aware of what he was doing then, so he smoothly ground his hardened rod back inside the depths of her tightly squeezing womb.
"Oohhhh! Pleassseeeee!" Ann cried as she felt his cock pushing deep inside her belly again, but she was fully aware this time that the pain was gone. A dull ache was all that was left of his first plunge, but then he was being more gentle. She was fully expecting him to start an unmerciful drive in and out of her battered pussy, and when he didn't, she became confused. He wasn't going fast enough to make it easy for her to shut him out, but instead, she was beginning to feel a new intensity of obscene, unwanted desire grow within her. In some ways she didn't want to deny it, but she couldn't forget that she was being robbed and plundered of her precious virginity by a complete stranger who took what he wanted without any thought of her. She was angry for that, but the fire in her belly had become demanding too.
Hank rolled his hips in a steady motion, thrusting his cock in short teasing strokes to re-ignite the passion that he knew Ann had locked deep up inside her puritanical little mind. She had been like a wanton whore when he had tongue fucked her pussy, and he was determined to have her the same with his cock. Shoving his hips forward in a smooth downward thrust, Hank felt the tight, warm walls of her cunt wrap wetly around the length of his hardened column. He began to increase the tempo of his drive, making each successive stroke longer and harder, and she began to answer. He heard tiny whimpers from deep in her throat at first, and then when he drove his cock down her clasping passage, she began to answer his thrust by timidly raising her hips up. It was happening slowly, but she was beginning to respond to his fucking, and Hank stared down at her, taking in all of her sensualness. Her long blonde hair was spilled haphazardly over the blanket, serving as a golden frame for the simple beauty of her face. Her sensual lipstick-rimmed lips were slightly parted, and Hank wondered if she knew how hot her tongue looked when she licked them? It was enough to drive him crazy, he thought, and he shifted his eyes down between their joined bodies. Her young pink cunt was clasped tightly around his blood-filled cock as he plunged it wetly into the heated depths between her thighs. His black pubic hair contrasted with the white smoothness of her inner thighs, and his groin seemed to flatten out the softness of her loins as he pushed harder against her. When he withdrew his cock, her pussy seemed to want to suck it back inside, the flesh rolling out with his cock reluctantly, and then it would fold neatly back inside when he drove his cock home. Her legs were spread out wide, no longer squeezing against his hips in an effort to fend him off, and when he reached the end of his downstroke, his balls would slap heavily into the nakedness of her upturned buttocks with a loud fleshy smack. Ann started to squeal with each thrust of his throbbing cock, and Hank looked up to see her breasts quivering from the force of his long probes. The pink nipples at the tips were like diamond hard chips, and she had begun to roll her head from side to side, only much more deliberately. It was the motions of ecstasy, not agony, that was moving her body now, he thought. The hitchhiker picked up the rhythm of his fucking, feeling that his cum was on the brink of reminding him it was there, and wildly anxious to shoot out!
Confused by the emotions that had taken over her total being, Ann rolled her head back and forth in a vain effort to make sense out of the lewd sensations swirling around in her body. The gradual increase of rhythmic pulsations in her vagina was all new to her, and she wasn't sure if it was out of anger or passion that her body responded that way. She was very much aware of the fact that it wasn't the way she had intended to lose her virginity, but regardless, she found the experience more than stimulating. Somewhere in her mind she told herself to learn from what was happening, and she opened her eyes wide to look at the stranger's huge driving penis. She was surprised to see how red and glistening it looked as it sucked itself wetly from the depths of her womb, and when he plunged inside again, she could see the sac containing his balls slap into her upturned buttocks just before his cock completely filled her vagina. It was the most erotic sight she had ever witnessed, his huge member, hard and slick, sliding in and out of her widespread cunt like a finger slicing through soft butter, and it hit with such force that she felt the pleasure wave running through her whole body. Every sensation in the walls of her cunt seemed to amplify as they traversed her nervous system, and it felt better than anything she ever imagined!
A whole new awareness came to Ann's mind, and she told herself over and over again that she was being actually fucked by a man. His cock was fucking into her cunt, faster and faster, and the fantastic sensations that came from it were becoming more intense with each and every stroke. Her clitoris was beating out an electric pulsation of pleasure, as if it alone controlled her very being, and she was sure that it was going to become even greater, more intense, in its drive to bring her to the high of sensationalism. She was going to have an orgasm, she was sure, and she began to grind her hips, answering the frenzied passion of Hank's fantastic driving penis.
"Yessss! ... Uuughh!. . . Yessssss!" Ann was completely absorbed by the mounting passion echoing deep within her belly, and she wiggled her cunt around the thick cock, eager to reach the place she had never been. Her head was filled with tiny lights growing brighter with each passing second, and she wanted to scream for the trigger that would release the ultimate pleasure to be pulled.
"Ooohhh!. . . Fuckkkkkkkk! ... Yeeessss! Fuck ittttt!" It didn't seem to be the same girl he had started fucking a few moments before, and Hank became more excited by her transformation. Her cunt seemed to ripple up the length of his plunging shaft, bringing such titillating sensations to his groin, that he could no longer hold back his stirring sperm. The white-hot cum was suddenly screaming to race up the length of his cock, and he drove deep inside her clasping passage as the climactic sensation shook through his body. The thick purple head of his deeply buried cock seemed to grow to unbelievable size as the hot liquid spurted up his erect member to suddenly burst like a cannon shot from the tip of his suddenly wildly jerking cock. He fell across her spastic body, mashing his chest into the tips of her breasts, as his cock began to spew out salvo after salvo of his hot, living sperm.
"OOOOohhhhhhhhhhhh! Ooooouuuuuuuu! Uuugghhhhhhhh!" Ann screamed as she felt the liquid explosion strike deep inside her passion raging belly. It was as if her whole body was suspended in anticipation of the action, as-suddenly her vagina contracted hungrily around the full length of his shaft while a great spasm overtook her womb. She was thrust into another world, a place of monumental pleasures, and her cunt erupted with all the fury of a volcano!
"My Goddd! I'm cummmiinnnggggggg!"
Ann threw her hips up hard against the long cock inside her cunt as the sensation of her orgasm tore through her sensual body. It was an ecstasy she hadn't even dreamed of, and with each jerking squirt of his hot cum up into her searing belly, felt she was rising to even greater heights. She bucked and rolled beneath him, her cunt squeezing and unsqueezing his still-throbbing penis as if to milk it of every drop of fluid, while her own hot liquid mixed with his cum to run thickly out around the base of his cock. Their pubic hair was matted down by the flowing liquid, and then it slowly oozed down the crevice of her upturned buttocks, across her puckered anus to drop wetly on the blanket beneath.
Hank shoved hard up between Ann's sensuously quivering thighs as he thrilled in the lewd sensations from his ejaculating penis. It continued spewing out his hot sperm, filling her clasping passage with ever greater erotic spasms as it dashed up the length of his penis to splash wetly out the dilated tip. His whole body seemed to be concentrated on the firing of his cum, and he stayed with it until the sperm in his balls seemed to be completely drained. Ann was still bucking up against him, her legs thrown out wide so he could freely punch up into her battered cunt. Finally, Hank was drained and exhausted, and he relaxed to fall heavily on top of Ann's passion wracked body. He lay still as the spasms in her belly slowly died, his deflating cock still feeling the contractions of her newly probed vagina. He wanted to pat himself on the back for having gotten her to the point he did, especially since she was taken with force. He felt proud of himself, he thought rightly, but he was not sure how Ann was going to react once the passion went out of her sexy body. He figured he'd face that problem when it occurred. He didn't have to wait long.
With her head still spinning from the force and intensity of her climax, Ann tried desperately to fill her lungs with air. It seemed like she couldn't get enough, and the spasms in her belly were slow to stop. But, as she came back to earth, she remembered where she was, and who she was with. She wished she was dead. His cock was still inside her pussy, and she was certainly now far beyond being a virgin. Tears began to roll from the corners of her eyes as she realized that worse than anything else, she had begged for it! And God! Even worse she might be pregnant from this man she didn't even know!
She had let her body completely destroy reason, and she had shouted to her rapist to fuck her! Ann couldn't believe that she was actually human, that she was capable of being with normal people. Only whores would have reacted the way she had, she thought. Suddenly, the hitchhiker rolled off her body, his limp cock pulling wetly and noisily from her satiated cunt, and she looked up at his grinning face as he stood above her. His look made her feel even more degraded than ever, and she sat up without making any attempt to hide her nakedness. She was ready to kill him for what he had done!
CHAPTER 3
"Enough playing! It's time to go!" Hank said, his eyes focused squarely on Ann. He could see that she was ready to lunge at him, he guessed to go for his knife, and he stepped toward her. "Pick up your clothes and be quick about it!" he added, his tone threatening.
The look in his eyes and the sound of his voice was enough to intimidate Ann, and she backed off, willing to wait for the right opportunity. She was determined to make him pay for the humiliation and debasement he had so arrogantly forced upon her, but she knew that she would have to wait for the right moment. He was far too strong to resist, and she sheepishly obeyed his order. Gathering her things and the wetness of their mutual orgasm down between her thighs made Ann feel her nudity, and she started to put her clothes back on, when Hank spoke again.
"I said to pick them up, not put them on!" He was zipping up his pants, and he moved toward the car without saying more. Slipping on his shoulder holster and jacket, Hank then picked up Ann's purse, and he rummaged through it hurriedly.
"What do you want me to do with these?" Ann said calmly, her anger helping to control her fear. She held up the bundle of clothes in a questioning gesture, and Hank motioned for her to set the clothes on the front seat.
"Is this all the money you have?" he said. "Twenty-two dollars?" He was still digging in her purse as if he might find a hidden jack-pot there.
"Yes, that's all!" Ann answered emphatically. She had felt she would only need about half that amount for gasoline. She watched as Hank stuffed the money into his pocket, and she didn't care that he was taking it. He had already taken the most important possession she had, so the money just didn't seem to matter.
"Get in the back! I've run out of patience now, so move it!" Hank said bitterly. The small amount of money was the only thing bad about his day, and he hoped that Todd had been able to hang on to something.
Ann got into the back seat quickly, and she wondered if he was going to make her sit there naked. But as if in answer to her thoughts, Hank threw the blanket over the seat as he got behind the wheel.
"You can cover yourself with that," he said as he started the engine. "Don't get any ideas about jumping out of the car, either!" he added looking back at her. He couldn't help smiling at the sight of her naked body, and Ann pulled the blanket up around her neck. Damn sexy little piece of ass he thought, and he backed the car up to maneuver it around.
Ann sat silently, watching as Hank wheeled the car back and forth in the small clearing. Once it was pointed back down the old road she had driven up, he stepped on the accelerator, and sped down the narrow road. Ann looked back once at the clearing before it was out of sight, and she knew that she would always have an indelible impression of the place in her mind. It was the spot where she had lost her virginity, and silently admitted to herself that it had been exciting, even though she had been taken against her will.
As Hank drove the car back toward the highway, Ann wondered what was going to happen to her. She was afraid to ask questions of Hank at that moment, as he seemed to be intent on concentrating on the road. She felt like reminding him of the penalties for kidnapping, but she knew if she said anything, she might find herself abandoned naked in some deserted spot. She feared that more than the unknown, so she decided to play a wait and see game. She hoped there might be an opportunity for her to get away, to get back to John, even though she was no longer pure.
Keeping her hands under the blanket, Ann explored her sensitive parts with her hands, and she winced, realizing how tender her breasts and vagina were. Yet in spite of the soreness, her body felt strangely satisfied, like she had become whole and completely a woman. The warm stickiness of the hitchhiker's sperm still clung to her inner thighs, and something about it made her feel wickedly placated. She knew if she closed her eyes she could drift off into a deep sleep, and she was almost tempted to do it but for the unknown destination. She was almost afraid that she would wake up abandoned somewhere without any clothes, so she did her best to stay awake.
When he got back down to the highway, Hank turned south, and Ann felt relieved that she was at least still headed in the direction of Pebble Beach. The fog had disappeared with the warmth of the early afternoon sun, and it was almost too warm under the blanket. Hank seemed to be more at ease, so she thought she could chance asking him questions.
"Hank?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"Where are you taking me?" Ann spoke to the back of his head, but she could see his face in the rear-view mirror. His expression didn't change at all, but his eyes looked up into the mirror to meet hers.
"There's a small town near here. I'm picking up a friend." He spoke with such simple finality that Ann knew he was not going to divulge anymore information. At least not at that moment.
"Are you going to let me go then?" Ann pressed. She was sure that Hank had plans, and she hoped for the least bit of information, something that might tell her what to expect. "Relax, baby," Hank said quietly. There was no point in talking, Ann thought, and she stared out at the passing scenery, wondering if she would ever see the same road again. It would certainly have to be under different circumstances, of that she was certain, but she still found the area beautiful. She realized that the ocean was the same as it had been before Hank raped her. It hadn't changed in the least, even though she had been physically changed by force. Yet, she wanted to look upon her experience as incomplete, a feat she hadn't really participated in to the fullest. It made her feel better to think that she could still face John, and possibly maintain at least the appearance of innocence. Hank had after all threatened her, and just knowing that helped to put her mind at ease, even to the extent of excusing her animalistic reaction. She was only human, something that John should know without being told.
Hank was driving at a good pace, and Ann saw that the road was wider and straight. She guessed that they were nearing Santa Cruz, and she began to wonder about the "friend" Hank referred to previously. Ann thought that it had to be a girl, and she didn't think she'd like the idea of being naked and riding in the car with another girl. It did offer the possibility of being somewhat protected, however, and Ann hoped that she would not be faced with Hank alone again. She felt she would rather be dead than allow herself to be subjected to his advances again under any circumstances. Then contemplating the wrath of a jealous girl friend started Ann's nerves going all over again. She decided she had to know who it was that Hank was going to meet.
"How much farther until we pick up this girl friend of yours?" Ann asked trying to sound like she was making small talk.
"Few minutes more. Don't get any ideas about trying to get out of the car. When I stop, I want you on the floor under your blanket, and I don't want to hear a sound from you until I say it's okay. You understand?" Hank glanced back over his shoulder at Ann, and she nodded in response.
"Should I get down now?" Ann was sorry that Hank hadn't said anything else. She figured her guess was correct, that it was a girl they were meeting.
"Another mile there's a gas station. When you see it, that's the time I want you on the floor. No funny business either!" Hank's voice was menacing like Ann had never thought possible from him, and she was quite sure she was going to do as he asked. Ann checked the floor space, noticing the tightness, and she was sorry that she only had a two door sedan. She was going to be uncomfortable, and she didn't know for how long it would be.
"That's it. Get down now, and make sure the blanket covers you completely!" Hank said, his finger pointing ahead toward a gas station.
Ann saw that it was a small shopping area, she figured on the outskirts of Santa Cruz, before she had to get down on the floor. Wrapping the blanket around her naked body to be as comfortable as possible, she pulled the edge flap over her head. She was about to turn onto her back because the hump in the center of the floor was pressing into her hips, when Hank told her to stay as she was. Ann started to protest, but before she opened her mouth, she felt the car slowing down. She decided she had better remain quiet, and the thought of Hank's knife jabbing into the blanket made her position seem less trouble than it was.
"You're in luck! He's there waiting, so you won't have to stay on the floor long!" Hank spoke in a low tone, and Ann knew it was because he had rolled down the window. The car came to a complete stop, then started rolling forward again, and Ann figured he was pulling into a parking area, or some such thing. It was several moments before the gist of Hank's words sank in, as Ann was busy trying to guess what was happening. When she realized that Hank had referred to his friend as "he," Ann almost gasped out loud. It wasn't a girl friend after all, she thought, and then she was even more confused by the possibilities. A male friend could be as demanding as Hank!
The man made a long circle around the lot before he felt it was safe to approach Todd. Nobody seemed to be paying any attention to the big lug, so Hank sped up slightly, then turned the car toward the spot where Todd was standing. He was looking around with a disgusted expression, and Hank knew that he was going to be mad about the delay. Hank also knew that he would find a way to calm Todd down quickly enough. He. jammed on the brake directly in front of Todd, then yelled out the window. "Get in, dammit!"
Todd saw Hank and immediately grabbed the handle of the passenger door, flinging it open and jumping inside. "Where the hell you been?" Todd said as he threw his case into the back. "Christ, I've been waiting for hours!"
Hank just smiled broadly at the big man, then checking around, drove quickly back out to the highway. He didn't answer Todd until he was well down the road. "Had a few problems with the first car I picked up. Had to get this one a few miles up North." Hank looked over at Todd who's big face still seemed to be beaming, in spite of his apparent anger. He couldn't help thinking that Todd's last name, Smiley, was more than perfect. "Glad to see you Todd!" he added.
"I'm sure glad to see you Hank! I was beginning to think you weren't coming. Sometimes you make me mad!" Todd's voice was rather high pitched for a man his size, but it fit his character to a tee. His weight was around two-hundred, and he carried it well over his big frame. Yet his build was a contrast to his face, as he looked like a child that suddenly grew up way beyond his years. Even his clothes seemed to fit him like he had long since outgrown them, and he wiggled in the seat, trying to make the car larger to fit him.
"Listen Todd, did you get any money? I mean were you able to hang on to some?" Hank questioned. He had to know what had happened before he could let Ann up from the back, as she would only distract Todd.
"Yeah, Hank. I've got at least two bucks!" Todd replied seriously. He had been able to hang onto all the money he had, but it just happened to be very little to begin with.
"Is that all? Only two bucks?"
"Well just about. It's all in change, so I'm not sure exactly." Todd started digging in his pocket for his money, but Hank reached out, holding his arm.
"Forget it, Man. We've got enough for gas, but I'm afraid that's about it." Hank was counting the hours in his mind, and he knew that everyone would get hungry soon. The money from Ann's purse would cover the gas and any small contingencies, but that was about it. He'd take care of anything else in his own way.
Ann listened carefully to the conversation between the two men, hoping to pick up some information, but getting very little. Her position on the floor was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, but she was afraid to move for fear Hank would react violently. She was sure he was capable of it, and yet his friend Todd sounded surprisingly gentle in contrast to Hank. It aroused Ann's curiosity, and she was anxious to see if the man fit the voice. His tone somehow made her feel less in danger and more secure.
"Hey, Hank! What the hell you doing with this?" Todd exclaimed holding up Ann's panties. He had been sitting next to the pile of clothes for several minutes, and he only then spotted theni.
"Shit! I almost forgot about her. Baby, you can get up now!" Hank glanced back over his shoulder at the blanket, then back at Todd, and he laughed at his expression of surprise. "It's her car!" Hank explained pointing over his shoulder at the girl getting up from the floor.
Todd turned around to see who was in the back of the car, and his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. Ann was trying her best to sit up in the seat without losing the covering of the blanket, but she was having a hard time of it. Todd didn't need to see anything to know that she was naked beneath it as he was still holding her panties.
"How come she's undressed?" Todd questioned, but he was smiling even more than usual.
"Keep her from running away! Ann this is Todd," Hank said in a sarcastic quip. He saw in the rear-view mirror that she wasn't at all happy about his forcing her to stay on the floor.
"You bastard! I hope they hang you!" Ann didn't know why she had suddenly gotten so mad, but the words seemed to come out instinctively. She felt terribly embarrassed having to cover herself with the blanket, and the expression on Todd's face indicated he was more than curious about her body.
"That's not being very friendly! Todd, why don't you jump into the back and try a little. She is inexperienced, but not a bad piece of ass!" Hank was not about to put up with anything from Ann, and he wanted to make sure she understood what he meant by co-operation.
"Can I Hank?"
"Sure!"
"No! Please, I ... " Ann couldn't say anymore than that, as Todd was suddenly in the back next to her, having moved over the back of the front seat with an ease that belied his size. At first Ann had thought Hank was only talking, a threat, but then like a flash she was again about to be raped. She was suddenly aware just how fragile her position was, and she was again fearing for her life. Todd was like a monster obeying a command of his master, and the hollow look in his eyes told her all she needed to know. He was not to be denied!
"Hank! Please tell him to stop! I'll do anything! Pleaseeeee!" Ann begged and whimpered as the bigger man pulled the blanket away from her naked body.
"You'd better be good for him, or you'll answer to me!" Hank said simply, and Ann understood the threatening tone of his voice. It was hopeless to expect any mercy from him, and she knew beyond a doubt that she was going to be assaulted by her companion in the backseat.
"Damn! What a body!" Todd had no idea how such a prize chick had become so simply available, but he didn't care either. Hank had said it was okay to fuck her, and that was all the encouragement he needed. Anything Hank said was always right as far as Todd was concerned. Being offered such a beautiful girl by Hank meant it was all right to fuck her, whether the girl was willing or not. For Todd, Hank's words were law, and some strange girl's whimpering was meaningless. The sight of her sensual body made his prick jerk erect, and he pulled at his belt to get his pants off.
Ann cowered on the seat, trying desperately to hide her exposed parts, but half frozen with fear. She could only stare as the big man lowered his pants, freeing his monstrous shaft to her gaze, and the thought of it tearing into her belly made her shudder. It looked twice the size of the other man's cock to her fear aroused mind, and it only made her more afraid of vocally protesting. She could only watch as he pushed his pants down around his knees, then reached out for her without bothering to remove the rest of his clothes. His close cut sandy hair and smiling, youthful face, somehow didn't seem to fit his actions. He simply took her knees in each of his big hands, and pushed her down on the seat, spreading her legs wide apart at the same time. His eyes seem to jump out of the sockets as he stared down at her open, inviting cunt.
"Oh fuck! What a sweet looking little pussy!" Todd hollered, and Hank turned to look at what he was doing. Ann was held on her back, her eyes shut tightly as if to block out any harm, and between her out-spread legs knelt Todd. His cock was pointing straight out from his groin, and Hank thought he'd better tell Todd to finish quickly. He was nearing a main highway where there was sure to be a lot of traffic, and with Todd fucking Ann in the back seat, too much attention would be paid to them!
"Get on with it, Man. Shove it up her cunt!"
Ann wanted to scream when she heard Hank's command to Todd, and she felt horribly humiliated by his casual attitude. He merely had to glance over his shoulder to observe her being fucked by Todd, and she was astounded by their callousness. One fucked while the other drove, she thought miserably, and she was suddenly more angry than afraid of what Todd was going to do. But, she kept her eyes tightly shut as she felt Todd's breath close to her exposed and helpless pussy. She was being shamed and debased like a common whore, but when Todd's finger pushed against her clitoris, she couldn't deny the sensation it gave her.
"Ooohhh! Ann tried to contain her moan, but it seemed to come out in spite of her wishes. Todd's thick fingers were pinching her clitoris, sending electric-like shocks of lewdly rising pleasure dancing over the tensed nerves in her body, and for an instant she considered fighting him off. She was ashamed of the way her body betrayed her mind, and the only thing she could think to do was hit out at the big oversized boy kneeling between her thighs. Yet, Ann trembled, thinking again of the driver's knife. She realized that she was in a hopeless situation that she was going to have to accept no matter how lewd and vile the act would be.
Spreading the hair-lined lips of Ann's vagina wide with his fingers, Todd saw the tight moist opening to her womb, and extending his middle finger, he pushed it into the warm viscous passage until his palm was pressed flat against her soft blonde pubic hair. She groaned aloud as he teased his finger around inside, but he paid no attention to anything but her pussy. He hadn't seen a girl like her in a long time, and he was determined to fuck her good. Hell, if he wasn't careful he thought his cock would shoot its load all over her white little belly just imagining how her tight little cunt would feel around it. Pulling his finger from between the soft hair-lined lips, Todd started to move up over her sensually reclining body, but hesitated to push her knees back against her breasts and spread the cheeks of her buttocks so he could see her anus. The tight, rubbery-like ring of flesh puckered when the cool air moved across it, and he grinned before he pushed his finger against it.
"Ooouuuu! Plleaasee!" Ann moaned as she felt her anus nakedly exposed to the man's sight. His finger teased around the tiny puckered opening, and she thought he was going to thrust it in when he suddenly fell heavily on top of her spread body.
The man couldn't wait any longer, even to play with her anus, and he leaned across her, his still clothed frame bent so he could fit on the car seat. His cock was pressed its full length over her cunt, and he worked his hips back and forth, feeling the softness of her pubic hair tickling him into even greater hardness. His hips forced Ann's thighs wider apart, and she was pinned beneath his heavy body like a helpless insect pressed under a capturing thumb. The warm wet contact made his cock throb with added urgency, the purple colored head swollen up like a fist, and he raised his hips up in an attempt to find her cunt with the heatedly pulsating tip. Hank had said to hurry, so Todd thrust viciously in a futile attempt to get inside.
"Aaagghh! Ohhhhh! Pleaseeee!" Ann groaned as she felt the blunt hardness jabbing against her tight vagina. She looked down between their bodies to see the rigid shaft poking at her defenseless pussy, the slit at the tip dilated like a blind eye unable to find its way home.
"Put it in for me! Goddammit put it in!" Todd groaned suddenly, and Ann knew helplessly that she had no real choice. In the tight confines of the back seat every move he made had to be awkward, and she thought if he continued the way he was going, it would never be over with. She reached down and clasped the blood-filled column in her fingers, and using it like a wedge, she ran the head back and forth in her slit, parting the softness of the hair fringed lips back from her cuntal opening. His cock seemed to pound in her hand, and for a moment she was transfixed by its size and shape, remembering how a short time earlier she had gone wild with lust as the driver's cock had brutally fucked into her. The thought excited her even under the different circumstances, and she relaxed her vagina muscles hoping his entry wouldn't be too painful.
"There!" Ann heard herself exclaim, and it was as if someone else was talking. She felt strangely detached from the assault, like she was observing someone else in need of guidance.
Todd was leaning up on one elbow, his other hand cupping the firm, round flesh of Ann's buttocks, and when he saw that his cock was in position, he started to thrust hard forward. She still held his cock in her warm hand, however, so he was unable to penetrate her very deeply, and only the head of his cock slipped inside the tight opening of her open passage. She moaned, squeezing his cock with her hand as if to hold him back, and it only made his excitement greater as he felt the warm slick passage grip his penis.
"Easy! Please go easy!" Ann groaned as she tried to adjust to his size, and as she spoke, he seemed to stop his demanding pressure against her. She released her hold on his member, and she was glad that he didn't suddenly plunge into her vagina.
Lifting her loins up with his hand cupping her buttocks, Todd felt like he was going to cum at any second, but he knew then that he would hurt her if he drove his cock inside too quickly. Instead, he drew back the tiniest bit, then slowly pushed forward, and his cock smoothly spread the warm wet walls of her pussy as it plowed slowly inside her.
Ann stared down between her breasts almost unbelievingly as the huge column of flesh slowly disappeared into her widespread cunt.
She felt a degree of tenderness from her recent rape by Hank, but she was so excited by the sensations of the man's inexorably sinking column, she hardly noticed. It wasn't until his cock was half buried in her belly that she began to feel like she was being stretched apart, and she couldn't believe that she could take all of him.
"Wait, please! You're stretching me too much!" Ann protested, but Todd was not listening. He thought he was going to cum right then, and he shoved down hard, wanting his cock completely buried in the warm wet depths of her pussy. His cock plowed the rest of the distance, the blunt head striking into the mouth of her cervix just as his groin mashed against her tortured cunt.
"Aaaagggghhhhh!" Ann gasped feeling like the air had been knocked out of her, but her eyes were wide open, reflecting her astonishment at seeing the giant column of flesh completely filling her vagina. It had been far less painful than she had thought it would be, and she could feel the throbbing column pressing heavily into the depths of her womb. She could feel it pulsating inside her and knew it was like a volcano about to erupt, and the idea excited her when she was again reminded of the sensations she had felt with the first hitchhiker's climax. Then realizing what she was thinking, she tried to close her mind off to the growing fires in her belly, ashamed at how wanton she was becoming. She couldn't let her body react like it had with the one named Hank! She just couldn't!
Todd was lost in the sensuous feelings of her tight young pussy snuggling around his thick prick, and he immediately raised his hips to begin fucking into her readily waiting cunt. With long smooth strokes, he began sawing in and out like he was in a race with the rising sensations at the tip of his cock, and his sperm heavy balls slapped hard against her upturned buttocks. He looked at Ann's face for a sign of response, but she had shut her eyes as if trying to resist his fucking. Her mouth was open, and her tongue was flicking out, moistening her soft red lips as she gasped for air. He was sure she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever had in his life, and he pressed his mouth against hers, wanting to taste the sweetness of her lips.
It was agonizing to battle the demanding sensations in her belly, but Ann tried to concentrate on anything else. His cock was sliding smoothly in and out of her helpless cunt like a pile-driver, and his hand under her buttocks lifted her up to each downward thrust, making her cunt flower open to his lust. It was no use, she thought, and her body began an involuntary reaction as if severed from her resisting mind. Lewd flames of desire were coursing through her veins, and she no longer bore the will to fight it. In spite of her repugnance and horror, she surrendered totally to the man grinding up between her open legs. Her whole being began to twist and writhe beneath him, and she groaned incessantly up into the moisture of his mouth, shoving her tongue with abrupt abandon deep into his throat. Almost subconsciously, she flexed and relaxed her buttocks while he clutched his fingers tightly into the white, firm flesh. He jerked her harder to his loins, and she pulled her thighs back, the moist wet hole of her cunt spreading open to receive his cock to greater and greater depths. Faint mewls of animalistic, servile acceptance raised from her throat, her face wrung with passion, neck straining, nostrils flaring, a light sweat bursting out onto her forehead under the now disheveled blonde hair. There was no longer any thought but the delicious sensation of lying beneath this man who was fucking her against her will, and giving back to him what he was giving her.
Feeling Ann's responsiveness, Todd took longer and harder strokes, drawing his cock back until it was nearly out of her hungrily clasping vagina, and then plunging forward into her uplifted buttocks again until the full length of his blood-filled column was sunk in her warm passage. Feeling the cheeks of her buttocks clenching and unclenching with his hand, he traced a line down the dividing crevice until his middle finger found the small, puckered ring of rectal flesh. Probing at her anus delicately at first, he then shoved his finger hard against the rubbery yielding mouth.
Ann gasped and groaned in painful protest to the assault on her defenseless anus, but he thrust harder and she saw the pleasure he was taking in hearing her sounds of subjugation.
"Ooooohhhh!" she cried louder from the further outrage against her exposed ass-hole. But nothing was to stop him. He worked his finger around inside, stretching the rubbery softness wider and wider as he drove his finger deep inside her rectum. Gradually, her whimpers of pain slowly subsided to give way to greater moans of pleasure as her anus became accustomed to the strange unnatural invasion.
Todd mashed his lips against her mouth again, shoving his tongue deep into her sucking mouth as she began to skewer her rectum back onto his finger shamelessly, and he probed them methodically around the warm rubbery depth, sending new sensations of delight through her. She was hopelessly impaled between his throbbing, rock-hard cock buried deep in her clasping cunt, and his finger shoved tightly into her puckered anus. She began twisting and squealing wantonly under the dual ravishment of her naked, widespread loins.
Hank took his eyes off the road long enough to get a good look at the lewd coupling in the back seat. It made him laugh to see Ann's writhing body welcoming the forceful thrusts of his friend's driving cock. Her cunt seemed to gape in greedy desire, swallowing the whole of Todd's cock while his finger pumped furiously in her puckered anus. Hank knew that she was in the heights of near ecstasy, and he thought if they weren't pressed for time, he'd like to stop and throw her another good fuck.
The wild, insane sensations seemed to speed madly through every part of her body as Todd's member thrust brutally into the hidden recesses of her womb. She felt him rip his finger from her ass-hole with a wet hissing sound, the loss suddenly disconcerting her, but then he was pressing her legs back further, making the plain of her crotch wide open to his long buttock flattening thrusts. The knowledge that, Hank, the drives was watching her being fucked half senseless by his partner somehow making it strangely all the more exciting.
"Ooohh! Ooohhh! Oooooohhhh!" she chanted beneath him, her whole body concentrated at the wet, heated opening to her womb. Her loins blazed in her mind, overpowering all thought other than the magnificent pressure building inside her. She knew it was going to happen again! This was it! It was all too wonderful to deny!
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Oohh, God! Yeessssss!" She panted and writhed, then felt his cock growing huge, ripping into her passage like a mad animal, tingling and grinding as it plowed to the very depths of her passion. She felt every stroke from the tip of her toes to the top of her head, and suddenly she screamed as he thrust his cock down her passage, mashing his pelvis against her contracting cunt. A thousand sensations flooded her being as one great spasm rippled through her belly.
"Oohh! God! I'm ... I'm ... Oohhhhhhhh! Cuuuuuuuummmmmmiinngg!" She jerked and bucked beneath him, feeling his cock swell as it began to pump his hot, thick sperm far into her soft quivering belly, firing out salvo after salvo of hot, wonderful sensations. Each blast seemed to ripple from the base of his cock, up the clasping walls of her cunt, then squirt out hotly deep into the hungrily sucking opening to her womb. Her cunt contracted again and again around the insanely jerking column, milking the hard flesh for all of the fantastic juices it contained, and it mingled with her own hot liquid, spilling thickly from around the base of his penis to run slowly down the crevice of her buttocks to pool on the seat below. Finally her legs went limp, falling out to the sides, splayed obscenely on either side of his still heaving body. She gasped for air as her heart pounded in her chest as though it would burst. Her body was beaten and bruised and satiated, but she slowly remembered where she was and who she was with. It was the amused laughter from the front seat of the speeding car that snapped her back to reality.
"Oouuuuiieee, what a hot little fuck!" Todd yelled as he backed away from her, his cock pulling noisily from her sperm-flooded cunt. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see his expression, and in a moment he had pulled his pants up from around his knees and was back in the front of the car. Ann fought back the tears welling up in her eyes as she grabbed the blanket to cover her naked and ravaged body. She covered herself, but she couldn't shut out the lewd comments and laughter of the two men in the front seat. They had stripped her self-respect completely that afternoon, and she doubted if she could ever face John again, or for that matter even look at herself in a mirror. And again, the horrible thought that she might get pregnant flickered frighteningly through her mind ... and ... the worst part of all ... she would not even know which one of these two complete strangers had done it to her!
CHAPTER 4
The continuously passing scenery had become hypnotic, and Ann stared blankly out of the window, not seeing anything. If she had any particular thoughts, she couldn't have identified what they were, as she was only able to perceive the silence in the car. Hank had returned her clothes just before they went on a freeway bypassing a town, and Ann didn't really care how she looked. She was glad to have her clothes back, however, as she was uncomfortable being naked under the blanket. With her clothes on she was at least able to sit up without being afraid of observation. The two men had fallen silent once they were again on a back road, and Ann figured that it had been that way for over an hour.
"Hank, Fm getting hungry! Good pussy always makes me hungry!" Todd spoke almost as if he was asking a question instead of making a statement of fact, but he sat up in the seat in emphasis to his comment.
"Yeah, I know, I know!" Hank said. He was getting irritable from hunger too, but he hadn't yet figured out how he could score with food. He had no choice but to save what money they had for gas, and he was hesitant to risk stopping at any rate.
"Why don't we stop and pick up something?" Todd persisted. He hadn't eaten for over twenty-four hours, and his hunger was getting to him.
"Look, when I spot the right place, I'll stop. I can pick up some smokes, but I'll have to lift any food. We can't afford anything else!"
"Shit!"
The renewed conversation brought Ann's attention back to her abductors, suddenly aware that friction might develop between them. She knew that it would take a miracle like that if she was going to get away from them, and she hoped that Hank would not be able to come through. She was hungry too, but she knew she could go for days without eating if it meant her escape. She felt that her best chances were with Todd, even though he was a follower, ready to do anything Hank asked of him. Todd at least seemed to have certain human qualities that were totally absent in Hank, and she thought she might have an opportunity to work on him.
Just thinking about her freedom made Ann feel much better, but she still didn't know what she would do if she did escape. She had long since concluded that she couldn't face her fianc', at least not for a while if at all, and she was even unsure of her own abilities in returning to the life she had been a part of that morning. The person she was when she started out for Pebble Beach was gone, and that part of her life seemed to have happened years in the past. It was as if her whole life had suddenly been catapulted to another time, and all of her reasons for living were changed. She knew she could never face John with any measure of innocence, and it was as much her fault as Hank's or Todd's. It was true they had taken her under the threat of violence, but that didn't excuse the way her naked body had wantonly responded to their lewd assaults. She had felt the utter depths of degradation, vilely screaming to be fucked like a whore. The only thing she could conclude from her actions, was that she had learned what her true self was, and even though she didn't like what she saw, she could only accept it as truth.
"There's a place up ahead, Hank. How 'bout hittin' that?" Todd spoke like an excited puppy, and Ann thought she could almost see his tail wagging.
Hank saw the long structure at the crossroads ahead, and he was already assessing its potential. There were no other cars in front of the place, and he figured that it had to be operated by someone who lived on the premises. He decided it might just be worth the risk, and anyway, he was anxious to get Todd off his back about food.
"Okay. I'll check it out. Todd, you're to stay in the car to watch Ann." He glanced back over his shoulder, his eyes meeting Ann's directly. "If you don't want anyone hurt, you won't try any smart stuff! You dig?"
Ann knew what he was getting at, and she nodded her response. It wasn't only her own life that would be in danger, but anyone else that happened to be around the place. She again wondered why Hank and Todd acted so desperate now and then, but it seemed so confusing, she simply put it out of her mind. The important thing was that she believed what he said, and she was sure that he would be capable of anything to protect himself. The one thing that would be a benefit, was that she would be alone with Todd for at least a short time, and she would have the opportunity to talk with him, trying to win him over.
Hank stopped the car about a hundred yards up the road from the store. He needed to look the place over carefully before going inside, and once he was satisfied with what he saw, he pulled ahead, driving up to the front of the old building. There was a single gas pump in front, but it looked like it hadn't been used in years, and several yards from where he stopped the car, he saw the torn screen door that led into the general store. The place almost looked deserted, but he knew that someone was inside looking out at them.
"Okay. I'll do my best to get us some goodies, but I don't want any trouble. If it looks bad, I won't try to lift anything, so prepare to be disappointed!" With that, Hank opened the door and slid out. Then he stuck his head back in the window looking directly at Ann. "Remember, don't try any funny business!" he added, and as emphasis, he patted the lump under his coat.
Ann nodded again, and she didn't take her eyes off of him until he disappeared through the screen door. She realized that she felt tense and scared, like a criminal in the act of theft, even though she was only sitting in the car, a captive of the two men. She thought it strange that in spite of her situation, she felt guilty nonetheless.
"Do you think he'll be all right, Todd?" she questioned, desperately wanting to talk to keep her mind off of her nerves.
"Hank can take care of himself! Don't you worry none about that!" Todd turned half around in the front seat to face Ann, and he smiled his usual smile at her. He liked her as much as he could like anyone, and his feelings made him feel somewhat protective. She was a pretty girl, the prettiest he'd ever known, and when she smiled back at him, it made him feel good.
"Yes, I guess he can. How did you come to meet Hank? I mean have you known him long?" Ann questioned, seeing that she might be able to win him over. She could see in his eyes that he liked her, and she hoped that she could at least make her situation more secure. It was just possible that she would need Todd's protection from Hank.
"Oh, yeah. Long time! Me and Hank done a lot of jobs together. He's smart. You wait and see. He'll come out of that store with plenty of food, 'cause he knows I'm really hungry!" Todd talked like he was reflecting on years of experience that he couldn't possibly have had. They were both too young to have done "a lot" of jobs together, at least from Ann's point of view. She smiled broadly at Todd, wanting him to know that she believed him in part. Todd made life seem so simple with his calm, smiling face. He was hungry, so Hank was going to provide him with food, it was as simple as that.
"Todd? You know I don't see why Hank won't let me go? I couldn't possibly do you any harm, so why does he keep me here?" Ann thought she had timed her questions right, and she kept smiling, wanting them to seem as innocent as possible. She was only curious about her abduction, or so she wanted Todd to think.
"Hank's always got a good reason for the things he does! If he's keepin' you, there's a good reason," he answered quickly, as if assuring himself it was true.
Ann pressed on, hoping she could throw Todd off balance. "But Hank knows that I'm expected in Pebble Beach right now! My fianc' and his parents could have already called the police to report me missing. The police could be on the lookout for my car right now!" Ann saw that she was getting through to Todd, as his eyes opened wider.
"You got a fianc'?" He sounded astonished by the revelation.
"Yes! I was going down to meet his parents this afternoon when I picked up Hank along the highway. I thought he was in trouble, so I stopped to help him. All I got for it was this!" Ann exclaimed, motioning around the car as if to point out the scene of her seduction. She put her hands to her face as if to hide tears. "You know I was a virgin until Hank..." she sobbed as if she couldn't go on.
"No kidding!" Todd was truly amazed, and he smiled with the realization that he'd almost fucked a virgin! But then, he saw how Ann was feeling, and he reached over the seat to touch her hands. "Don't cry now. That won't bring anything back. It'll only get your eyes all red." He didn't know what else to say. He'd never really known an innocent girl before, and to him she was like some distant stranger that he couldn't possibly understand.
Ann was wondering why her mention of the police didn't get some reaction out of him, so she decided to bring it up again. "What will happen to me when the police spot this car? I'm so frightened of what Hank might do!"
"Now, now! He isn't going to hurt you. You're much too pretty to hurt. He'd only get mad if you tried to run away is all! Honest now!" Todd knew that Hank would do just about anything if he had to, but he felt compelled to comfort Ann. He didn't like to see a girl cry like that.
"But I couldn't help it if the police are looking for me! When they see the car, Hank will blame me!" Ann was looking for any excuse to get Todd nervous over the police. She really didn't think that John or his parents would have called the police yet, and in fact she was almost unsure if they ever would. What she hoped to create was fear of being caught, as then it was possible that Hank and Todd would decide to get another car, leaving her free.
"I don't think Hank's worried about the police, so I don't think you ought to worry!" Todd said seriously. He really believed that it was Ann who was concerned most about the police, and he wanted to reassure her not to be afraid. He patted her shoulder with his big hand, only gently to show her he sympathized with her plight, but then he saw the screen door of the store opening. "Look! Here comes Hank now." He pointed over her shoulder. "You can ask him. He'll tell you not to worry!"
Ann turned to look out the rear window of the car, and she instantly saw Hank walking toward the car, his pockets apparently filled with food. He was winking at them as he walked slowly toward the car, and for a moment Ann felt relieved. Then, in the next instant she felt like the whole world was coming apart.
"Hold it right there!"
Ann saw him before either Hank or Todd, the sun having gleamed off the barrel of the shotgun as he stuck it out the screen door. Hank stopped in his tracks, hearing the click of the hammer being cocked, and he knew the old man had a bead on him.
"Sonofabitch!" Hank said under his breath, and he turned slowly, putting his hands in the air.
Ann was frozen with fear as the old man came out the door of the store, the long-barreled shotgun pointed straight at Hank like a menacing wand. She heard Todd moving, but she was afraid to turn around and look at him. She was sure if the old man fired the gun, it would get all three of them with one shot.
"Tell your friends to come out of the car nice an' easy, or I'll blow you inside out!" The old man waved the gun like a pointer, motioning with it for them to do as he said.
"Come on out Todd! He's got us covered!" Hank yelled. He wasn't really disturbed by the old man, but he knew it was going to cause extra trouble to get back on the road. He didn't want Todd to try anything right then, so he repeated his command again, just to be sure Todd understood.
"Just do like he says," Todd whispered to Ann as he opened the car door. Then stepping out slowly, he stood back as Ann crawled out from the back seat. She was so scared, she put her hands up immediately, sure that the old man was going to kill them all.
"Goddamn hippies think ya can steal from an old man, huh?" He talked so fast Ann didn't understand one word, but she could see that he was raging mad. "Ya all get close together. If any of ya want to run, I'll cut ya in two with this here scatter gun!" The old man waved the gun as he talked, indicating that Ann and Todd should stand next to Hank, and they did as he suggested. Then he slowly backed up to the doorway, never once lowering the point of the shotgun. "Now you come on inside wheres I can keep an eye on you!" he added, again emphasizing his command with the gun.
"Do as he says," Hank said, and he started walking back to the store. Ann and Todd followed Hank as he walked, the old man backing up into the store, keeping them constantly in his sight. Ann didn't look around until they were all inside, the three of them facing the old man as he backed around the counter with the shotgun. Then she saw how old and rustic the building actually was, and she was reminded of some movie she had seen about the old West. It seemed ironic that she would think of a movie under the circumstances, she thought ... but that was exactly what the old place reminded her of! The old man kept the shotgun leveled at them as he reached below the counter for a telephone, and before he could pick up the receiver, Hank spoke up.
"Look, mister. I don't know what you're trying to do, but I don't like anyone pointing a gun at me and my friends!" He sounded completely serious, like a man falsely accused of a crime he didn't commit.
"Huh! You think you were fooling me when you went through my store? I seen ya takin' that stuff in your jacket!" The old man almost cackled with delight. "I knows the law, otherwisen I'd a-blasted you right then. Damn kids think you're so damn smart! Law says I have to catch ya after you've left the store with the goods!"
He was beaming like a country lawyer after winning his first big case. He started to pick up the receiver again, but Hank spoke up quickly, causing him to hesitate.
"Now just what is this stuff I was supposed to have taken?" he shrugged like he didn't understand the old man. The store owner played right into his hands.
"Now listen up you smart kid! You can just start unloadin' the things in your jacket right now!" He waved the shotgun as he spoke, but the point was beginning to drop lower. It was apparent the old man was unaccustomed to the weight.
Hank raised his hands up like he was giving in to the man. "Okay, Okay. I'll empty my pockets!"
Ann was still shaking with fright, but it suddenly occurred to her just what Hank was up to. He may have had food in his jacket, but there was also that bulge from his shoulder holster! She suddenly had visions of the old man crumbling to the floor, a bullet hole in his head while the shotgun fired wildly into the store. She couldn't let it happen!
"Wait!" Ann yelled, and Hank stopped before he dug his hands into his jacket. He was about to tell her to mind her own business, but before he could speak, Ann had moved between him and the old man. She was facing the old man, her arms held out in a pleading manner.
"Please! We don't have any money, and we're hungry. We don't mean you any harm!" She didn't know why she was suddenly pleading for her abductors, but she was even more afraid of seeing the old man shot. "I'll work for the food, but please don't call the police!"
Hank was angry, about to push Ann out of the way, but then he had another idea. Hell, she was inviting it! He could see that the old man was not so old that he couldn't appreciate a hot young blonde's body, as his eyes fairly glistened as he stared across the barrel of his shotgun at Ann. Hank stepped up before Ann could go on.
"Look, mister. You heard the deal! An hour with her naked in the sack in exchange for the food! Now I'd say you were coming out ahead on that one!" Hank put every bit of his charm into his words, and he smiled lewdly, just to be sure the old man understood. The store owner's eyes opened so wide, Hank was sure he did.
Ann was flabbergasted as Hank's words sank into her brain. He was offering her body in exchange for the food! For a moment she considered begging with the man, telling him that she was being abducted by Hank, but she saw by the old man's expression that he'd never believe her. Especially after the way she had just stepped out, pleading to be let off the hook. She had acted guilty, even more so than Hank or Todd, and now she was going to be the one left to save them from the police. It almost seemed funny to her, but the old man's look kept her from laughing.
"You trying to pull a fast one, sonny? What makes you think I'd want to mess with this little bitch?" the old man gloated, knowing he had the upper hand.
"Aren't you man enough?" Hank replied quickly, and his answer had just the effect he expected. The old man's virility was being challenged, and he was going to have to prove it.
"I can teach her more than you've even imagined!" he shouted, and it was his seal on the bargain.
Ann stood at the same spot, dumbfounded by all that had suddenly taken place around her. She had let herself in for it, and now she was going to be forced to perform for the third time that day. She had jumped in thinking she was saving the old man's life, only to be left holding the bag. Yet, she couldn't feel sorry for herself, as she had brought it on, and she looked at the store owner closely for the first time. He was very much like the gas station attendant she had seen earlier that day, only now she was a different person having been changed in such a short time by her two kidnappers. Before, she would have been horrified and repulsed by the thought of even being close to the old man, but after what she had already been through, she felt she could tolerate him. If only he wouldn't kiss her, she thought, as she looked at his aging teeth and the leather-like look of his skin. He had a lecherous grin, and his red-rimmed eyes seemed to strip her immediately.
"You boys can tend the store until I'm through," he announced suddenly, the thought of seeing the voluptuous young blonde naked making him anxious. He reached under the counter to pick up a cigar box, and he shook it at Hank and Todd. It rattled from the sound of change clinking together. "I've got my money right here and it goes with me! If anybody wants to buy anything, they'll have to have the right change. I'm not goin' to leave this where you can get it!" He turned to head into an adjoining room, then stopped to wait for Ann. "An' if you eat more than what you already took, I'll blast ya with this. So help me!" he shouted, waving the shotgun above his head. Then, he turned and walked into the room, standing by the door as Ann slowly followed him.
Somehow, Ann didn't think the old man could do much to hurt her, at least not like Hank did when he'd first penetrated her vagina. But, she couldn't imagine the old man would even want to do much, so she walked more at ease into the room, even though she was repulsed by the whole thing. The room was dirty and dark, and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust. In one corner there was an unmade bed, the sheets looking like they hadn't been changed in weeks, and she began to fear what was in store for her. It was just too dingy and dirty to be anything but awful, and she turned to see what the old man was doing.
He was reaching up to a high shelf, placing the cigar box and shotgun on it, as if he was afraid that Ann might get to them, and then he turned back to the doorway they had come through, sliding a bolt lock shut. Ann suddenly felt very much alone, and she wished that Hank and Todd were with her, even if they were witnessing her subjugation to the old man. They were in the next room, but the lock on the door would keep them from coming in if she needed them. Ann just stood and watched the man as he then crossed the room, and picking up some old papers from an overstuffed chair, he sat down in it, a cloud of dust rising from the impact. He just sat there and stared at her for a full minute. Ann didn't know what to think, so she just silently waited for the old man to speak. He did then, and she didn't like what he said.
"Come on bitch! Let me see you undressed!"
His description hit her like a fist of iron, and she suddenly felt vile and debased, even lower than she had thought possible. She was being humiliated beyond belief all to save the old man's life, she thought, but it was too late to worry about that. After the way she had acted with Hank and Todd, she didn't feel any better than a whore anyway. She did as he asked, starting off by unbuttoning her sweater. In a moment she stood before him with only her bra and panties covering her vagina and breasts, and she cringed to see the old man drooling with lust. It took all of her willpower to take off her undergarments, but then she just stood frozen as the old man carefully gazed upon her naked body. She could almost feel his eyes touching her, first at the tips of her full breasts, and then worming into the hair-lined slit of her tender young pussy.
"Turn 'round an' let me see that hot little ass!" he said, the spittle flying out from his crinkled lips.
Ann turned around gratefully for being given the opportunity to look away from him, but then she felt completely vulnerable to him. She was reminded of Todd's finger worming up into her rectum, and she was momentarily afraid that the old man might try the same thing. She was wrong!
"For a whore, you got a fuckin' nice body!" His words came across the room to her ears like stings from a bee, but she didn't turn around or reply for fear he would demand more than she was willing to give. She listened, hearing his breath coming in short gasps, and she was sure that she heard the distinct sound of a zipper being opened. The old man was grunting and moaning something under his breath, but Ann couldn't figure out what it was until he spoke loudly.
"Well come on over here! I'm ready for ya, bitch!"
Ann half turned to look at the bed, but the old man wasn't there. Turning completely around, she saw that he was still sitting in the overstuffed chair, fully dressed. But then she lowered her eyes to where his hand was at his crotch, and she gasped as she realized that he was lewdly waving his penis at her. He was stroking it erect with his hand, and the purple tip seemed to pulsate with urgency. Ann was dumbfounded, wondering what he expected her to do.
"Come on! Lookin' at that ass of yours got me so excited I might lose my jizz right now! So come on over here and suck it out, afore I do!"
His eyes were flashing with his lust, and the sight of him made Ann think she would be sick.
"No! I can't! That wasn't the agreement!" Ann stuttered, trying to find some excuse, any excuse, to keep from doing as he asked. It was too repulsive to even think about, especially with the old man. She had heard about oral sex, but she had never really believed anyone could actually do it!
"If you think I'm going to touch that whore cunt of yours! Ha! No telling how many diseases you've got up that 'bus station' little pussy!" The old man spoke with all the seriousness he could muster in his excitement, and Ann felt worse than she had ever known. He thought she was nothing but a whore, and she suddenly realized that she too had thought the same thing. Hank and Todd had made her feel so low, that she had actually walked into the old man's room willingly!
"Now suck it, dammit! Suck it!" The man spit the words out at her, and she was afraid that he was going to jump out of the chair and hit her. His lust had completely obsessed his mind, and Ann knew that he was completely mad. She hesitated only a moment, contemplating her chances of reaching the door and unlocking it before the old man could stop her, but she knew it was hopeless. She would have to do as he demanded.
Her legs felt like they would collapse out from under her as she approached his leering form, and when she was within inches of him, he reached out, gleefully grabbing her breasts in each hand, then pulling her down to her knees in front of him. He pinched at her nipples with his rough hands for a moment, then his excitement getting the better of him, he dug his hands into the long, blonde strands of her hair, pulling her face toward his throbbing prick. He knew he had her totally under his power and he was going to make good use of the time he had with her.
"Suck it good or I'll beat your ass until it bleeds!" he shouted in a rasping voice.
His words, his vile appearance, everything about the place made Ann suddenly feel a strange masochistic madness take hold of her body. As he pulled her face toward the throbbing column of flesh protruding from his fly, she opened her mouth to receive the cock that slid into the warm wetness of her lips and plunged all the way to the back of her throat in one long stroke that almost gagged her. Desperately she clasped a hand around the base as her tongue licked around it in circling motions in her struggle to keep from choking. The moment her mouth closed around the hard column, it seemed to leap to life, jerking wildly with each touch of her swirling tongue. He held her head tightly in his two hands as he began to saw his cock in and out of her mouth and throat until Ann could feel the hair of his groin brushing against her lips. Almost involuntarily, she bit down with her teeth, but it only seemed to make him thrust harder into her warm, wet cavity.
"Suck! Suck harder, bitch!" the old man groaned, ramming his old cock deeper into her tortured throat as he felt his balls grow tight with the pressure of his cum. Just the sight of the young, pretty girl's lip stick painted mouth ovaled around his erect prick was enough to make him excited, and his lust grew with each bobbing motion of her head. Her warm mouth was like butter as she took nearly the full length of the rigidly pulsating shaft into her throat, her tongue swirling maddeningly around the head of it, lashing at it like hot flames of desire. He dropped his hands from her head, lowering them to the round mounds of her breasts, and he pinched the erect nipples again, hard between his thumb and forefinger to elicit deep, throaty groans from her.
Ann sucked to satisfy him, to get him quickly to his climax to end it. Her head bobbed up and down the hard cock like a machine, and the masochistic joy of being used like a dirty slut permeated her body in tingling sensations of submissive surrender. She felt moisture forming down between the soft folds of her pussy, lubricating fluid that reminded her of the growing passion in her abused young body. Digging her teeth into the hard, vein-lined flesh of his penis, Ann backed her head away from his groin, her teeth leaving white lines the length of his column where the blood had been forced from the surface. Then, she plunged her head back down again, taking nearly the full length of his cock back into the warm moisture of her mouth, while she nipped and licked and sucked on the pungent-tasting flesh as if she wanted to consume all of him. The taste, the man smell, all of the vile action was driving her into a fit of lust, and she slid her free hand down over the smooth skin of her belly, her middle finger searching out the narrow slit of her cunt. Her clitoris was throbbing like a wild creature with a mind of its own, and she touched it, then massaged it in submissive obedience to her demanding body.
Her long, blonde hair had fallen in great cascades of yellow flame around her bobbing head, and the old man was completely gone with his fit of passion. He'd never in his long life had anything like this young girl to suck his cock, and he couldn't contain his sperm any longer. He wanted to see her cheeks hollow and expand as his hot cum filled her mouth and belly, and he shoved his hips up, driving his swollen cock into the depths of her throat as the first joy of climax wracked his body.
"Eeeeoooouuuuu! Swallow it, don't lose a drop you little cocksucker!"
Ann felt the head of his cock suddenly swell up larger, and she knew instinctively that he was about to cum. She shoved her long middle finger into her cunt as the first hot blast of his cum fired into her throat, and she gulped the hot semen down faster and faster according to his demands, her Adam's apple bobbing up and down in her frenzy to get all of the sticky fluid into her mouth that she could. She swallowed the hot, boiling cream squirting into the back of her throat in great gulps, her cheeks bloating then hollowing as her warm cavity filled and emptied, over and over again. The old man's face was tensed into one huge wrinkle, as if the very breath had been sucked out of his tired old body, but his cock kept firing out his cum while Ann drove her finger furiously in and out of her clasping pussy. Her belly jerked and spasmed as she felt the wave of her own climax hit her, and she licked at the hot, sticky fluid in her mouth like it was a prize possession not ever to be lost.
The old man's cock began to deflate suddenly, but Ann wouldn't let go, her lips nibbling, her throat and cheeks sucking as if to turn him inside out. He realized then that she too had climaxed, and he pushed her head back, pulling his prick from her still-sucking mouth, afraid that she would finish him for good. His heart was pounding a mile a second, and his lungs needed air, more air than he thought he could possibly give them.
Ann looked up to see the old man gasping and wheezing, and she realized a thin thread of his cum was still connecting her mouth to his cock. She straightened up quickly, suddenly thinking that she was going to see the old man die, and only then did she remember her finger buried deep in her own cunt. She felt her face flush, and she pulled her finger from between her thighs with a wet sucking sound, then quickly walked to where she had left her clothes. She wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of the dark, dirty room, quickly, before the old man fell dead in his chair.
Ann had her clothes back on before she again looked over at the old man, and what she saw she thought she would never forget for the rest of her life. He was grinning at her, his yellow teeth exposed behind quivering lips, while he shook his deflated old penis toward her, his fluid still dribbling onto the floor from the tip.
Ann ran to the door, pulling desperately at the latch to get it open, and she ran out through the store, ignoring Todd and Hank as she ran quickly to her car. She wanted to vomit she felt so ashamed and used.
CHAPTER 5
Ann had no idea how long she had slept, but when she woke, it was dark outside. She was stretched out on the back seat of the car, the blanket draped over her, and the memory of the old man at the store came back to her immediately. Sleep had been her only escape, and she felt it had helped her. She had been so disgusted, she had just gotten into the back of the car and pulled the blanket over her head. She couldn't even remember when Todd and Hank had gotten in to continue their drive.
Sitting partly up, Ann looked out at the passing landscape, visible thanks to a full moon, and she was astounded by the stark beauty she saw. It was a vast desert, white and shadowy in the moonlight, and for a moment Ann thought it unreal. It was too beautiful to be true.
"So sleeping beauty awakes!" Hank said as he noticed Ann sit up. He was still driving, and when he spoke, Todd also half turned to see Ann.
They were both smiling at her, and for a moment Ann felt wanted and cared for. "Where are we?" she said, the sleep still lingering in her brain.
"Mojave Desert! Nice place at night!" Hank replied without hesitation. "You've been asleep for quite awhile! Are you hungry?"
His question reminded Ann of the incident back at the store again, but she also realized that she hadn't eaten since early that morning. She was hungry, and she nodded affirmatively. "Yes, yes I am starving!" she exclaimed.
"Well I can't offer you a hot meal at the moment, but we've got some sandwiches and coffee we picked up back aways!" Hank replied. With that Todd lifted up a Thermos, a large grin spread across his face.
"I'll pour you some, if you want it," Todd said, and he unscrewed the cup top.
"Yes, thanks. That sounds good." Ann smiled, the two men's actions making her feel much better. They were almost like old friends, and the three of them were off on a wild ride together. She threw the blanket off of her, and turning, she sat up completely in the seat. The sleep had improved her outlook tremendously.
"You got a choice of three things on the sandwiches. Salami, ham and cheese, or corned beef!" Todd said, and he handed a paper bag over the seat to her.
"Wow! You guys have been busy! Did you make all these yourselves?" Ann said as she took the offered food.
"Naw, we got them at a restaurant when we last stopped for gas!" Todd replied, and then he looked over at Hank, afraid that he might have said something wrong. Hank just kept looking straight ahead at the road, so Todd shrugged and smiled at Ann.
She was a little surprised by Todd's comment, although at first she couldn't think why, but then she remembered. She was about to ask where they got the money for buying sandwiches and a Thermos of coffee, when she saw the cigar box on the floor at her feet. It was the old man's change box, she couldn't forget it for a moment, and she was more than curious about how it came to be there. But, she decided not to ask any questions, as the answer was probably something she didn't want to hear anyway. She had food to eat, and at the moment, that seemed more important than anything else.
"Here!" Todd announced, handing a steaming cup of hot coffee over the seat to Ann.
"Oh, boy! That looks good. I didn't know I could be so hungry!" Ann exclaimed, and she took the cup, nearly burning her mouth in her desire to drink down the liquid. Reaching in the paper bag, Ann pulled out a sandwich, and she bit into it, feeling ravished. Before she knew it, Ann had eaten two of the sandwiches without ever paying attention to what they were. They had tasted too good for that to really matter.
Todd refilled her cup of coffee, and only then did she realize that he was getting great pleasure out of watching her eat.
"Hey, I'm not eating your sandwiches too, am I?" Ann asked, realizing how quickly she had gone through the two sandwiches. She hadn't even thought about Hank or Todd eating.
"No! We've already had ours! Go ahead and eat the other one!" Todd replied. He had come to have a lot of respect for Ann after the way she had handled herself at the old man's store, and he was enjoying watching her. He was glad that she could be happy, and he was willing to do anything to keep her that way.
"You sure?" Ann replied. "Hank, what about you?"
"No thanks, baby. I've had mine too. Those sandwiches are all yours!"
"Okay. I can eat it!" Ann said, and she pulled the last sandwich out of the paper bag. She ate it more slowly than the first two, even recognizing that it was the corned beef, and she sipped the coffee as she ate, the total results making her feel much better. Todd didn't take his eyes off of her the whole time she ate, but somehow she didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable anymore. She ate without talking, but watched the passing scenery, taking the mysterious beauty of the desert all into her mind. It wasn't until she had finished her sandwich and was sipping the rest of her coffee, that she wondered where they were going. Why the Mojave Desert, she thought? Without thinking, she looked up at Todd, feeling that she could now get some answers.
"Hey, what are we doing here? I mean why are you two so anxious to be here? Are you running from something?" There were a million questions buzzing through her mind all at once, and for the first time she wasn't afraid to ask them. She looked first at Todd, then over to Hank, waiting for one of them to respond.
"Wouldn't have taken your car if I didn't need it!" Hank said suddenly. He figured he was close enough to his planned destination to let Ann in on it.
"Are the police after you?" Ann went on, not waiting for Hank to continue. After she'd asked the question, she thought it was absurd, as it was more-likely than not that John had reported her missing to the police. They would be on the lookout for her car.
"No, not exactly," Hank answered honestly. "We've been doing some things for certain people, and some other people don't like it, so now we're in trouble!" He shrugged his shoulders to indicate that it was pointless to go into details. Anyway, it would be safer for Ann if she knew little or nothing about their business, he thought.
"Mexico!" Ann announced, as if she was suddenly reading his mind. "You're going to Mexico, right?"
"That's too easy, no. That's where they'd think we'd try to go, but they'd get us if we did. But, you're right about our wanting to get out of the country," he added, his mind suddenly filled with the problems he knew he yet had to face.
"Well, where are you going?" Ann quizzed, now feeling completely baffled by the whole thing. She was pleased that Hank was willing to answer her questions, at least in part, and she smiled back at Todd who was still staring at her.
"Right now, Vegas! From there it all depends on the connections we can make!"
"Oh, hey! I've never been to Las Vegas!" Ann felt truly excited at the prospect of seeing the town, even under these unusual circumstances. But, then, Ann felt like being quiet, as she suddenly realized why she was being taken along on the trip. They couldn't afford to let her go, not even in Las Vegas, as they'd be running the risk of having her turn them in to the police. Yet, the thought occurred to her that the police could help them, and she started to suggest that, when she thought better of it. They would have gone to the police if they could really help. No, their problem was too serious, and she realized that they would be no better off with the police than with whoever they were running from. Hank had stolen the car that she had stopped by to pick him up, and then there was her car, and herself! She knew then that she was going to be with them a long time, maybe even to leave the country!
"Thanks," Ann said.
"For what?"
"For being honest about this."
"It's not over for us by a long shot!"
"Well, I understand why you couldn't let me go," Ann said simply. She still didn't like the way she was forced sexually, but that part of it had been pushed to the back of her mind.
"Maybe you can stay in Vegas," Hank lied, wanting to make her feel better. His life was at stake, that took precedence over everything, but he still could understand the difficulties he and Todd had caused Ann.
"How would I get back to San Francisco without going to the police? I mean without any money, you know?" Ann saw the writing on the wall. They'd still need her car unless they wanted to risk stealing another one.
"How about your boyfriend?" Hank said, but then he was sorry he mentioned it.
"I don't think I could face him ever again," Ann said without bitterness. She was seeing John in a different perspective, yet she was still confused about what to do. She wanted to hold on to some hope, and he was all she had to cling to. She just didn't want to say so to Hank and Todd, as she knew that they couldn't conceive of such a man and woman relationship. Whether or not she could actually face John again would remain to be seen; that was if she ever got back to San Francisco. So much had happened to her in the past few hours, that she almost felt like she would never go back to her job; or anything there, again. She had already experienced too many things that made her feel different.
"No, if I went back, even if I could get the means to go, there would be too many questions to be answered. You know perfectly well that
I'd have to tell about you. I understand that you can't let me go, yet, but thanks for trying!" Ann had become more perceptive than she had ever been in her life before. It was the result of her experiences of that day, she knew.
"Don't lose hope," Hank said. He knew he was being optimistic, but he went on anyway. "A lot depends on how we're received by some gentlemen in Vegas. Hell, we may not have enough to get out of there ourselves!"
"You're counting on someone there to provide a way out of the country, huh?" Ann didn't mind asking any questions now, as she had just about concluded that she would be a captive for a long time.
"Yeah, The people we do things for. They may help, and then again, they may not!" Hank replied, and his tone was bitter.
"Why shouldn't they help you?" Ann pressed, seeing the doubts in Hank's expression.
"In some rackets, if you mess up the company disowns you, so to speak. They don't want to be tied in with anything unpleasant. That's generally the way it is in ours!" Hank glanced back over his shoulder to look directly at Ann, and as he suspected, she looked confused. He knew that she wouldn't understand, but it helped him to talk about it.
"That doesn't sound very fair! I mean ... you ought to quit!" Ann announced seriously. It broke Hank and Todd, and they laughed openly together with Ann joining them. She realized how ridiculous her statement had been, and she too saw the humor in it, as serious as the game was.
"I'll tell you what, baby!" Hank said as he gasped between bursts of laughter. "After we get there. I might just do that! I think you've got the right idea."
Ann smiled, but then other questions entered her mind, and she waited for Hank and Todd to stop laughing. She was pleased that they could make light of a serious problem, whatever that problem really was, but she wanted to tell them that she would do her best not to get in the way. She felt it would be better that way for her and them.
"How much longer before we reach Las Vegas?" Ann questioned after a moment.
"Not long now. Maybe an hour. We're making good time." Hank looked down at the speedometer, reminding himself to watch his speed.
"I just want to tell you now, that I won't cause you any trouble there," Ann said simply. She looked directly at Todd, then Hank as both glanced back at her.
"I know!" Hank replied.
Ann leaned back in the seat, content to watch the passing scenery as they sped toward Las Vegas. She had gotten a strange feeling, one that made her feel terribly insecure, and she wanted to put it out of her mind. Yet, the thought persisted, and she was truly afraid that she was going to be separated from Hank and Todd, in a town she knew nothing about. It was only intuition, a feeling that made her remember how easy it was to be alone, just as she had been early that same morning. She knew that it was possible to be left that way again, only the idea now frightened her even more. She had changed, she thought, and in more ways than she had really believed.
* * *
"If you're going to Vegas for the first time, you should plan to arrive at night!" Hank said, seeing the expression on Ann's face.
"Wowwww! What an electric bill! I've never seen so many lights in all my life!" Ann couldn't believe how bright out it was, the electric signs seeming to splash and turn and flash in every imaginable direction and shape. It was wildly exciting just to drive down the street among them. There were cars and people everywhere, seemingly millions of them after the long drive on deserted back roads. She imagined it had to be shocking for someone that didn't know about the town to suddenly come upon it in the middle of the desert. It was like an electric oasis that didn't really belong there.
"Yeah, lots of activity, and lots of people!" Hank stated, but then he glanced back at Ann looking serious. "Wanted you to see this approach, but it isn't as bright where we're going." With that, Hank turned off the main "strip," and momentarily, it was like they were back in the desert again. He drove toward the downtown section, first passing through a residential district, then an area that looked like any other manufacturing town. The buildings were mostly dark and seemingly deserted, and as they got closer to downtown, they became taller and closer together. Ann could still see some of the bigger hotels running parallel to the street they were on, but the gaiety was completely gone. Hank and Todd had fallen very silent, and Ann felt a growing tension, like an electric charge filling the car. She knew they were concentrating on the job that lay ahead of them, and she began to wonder just who these people were that Hank and Todd had to rely on. Ann visualized all sorts of people, but it wasn't long before she found out.
Hank stopped the car in front of a long building, a place Ann thought to be either an apartment house or office building. It was hard to tell which, but there were lights on all over it. She began to feel the tension too, as Hank turned around to speak.
"You stay with Todd! I'm going to do the talking with the Man." He was half directing his comments to Todd, and he saw that Todd was displeased. "Yeah, you better wait inside the building, but stay in the hall," Hank went on as if reading Todd's mind. With that, he opened the car door and got out.
"Don't worry none," Todd said looking back at Ann, then he opened the passenger door, stepping out and holding it while Ann climbed out of the back seat. "You just stay with me, and nothin's going to happen," Todd added protectively.
"I'm fine," Ann said, although she wasn't. She didn't know what else to say, as the mysterious actions had made her nervous. Hank led the way into the front of the building, and Todd and Ann followed a few steps behind. It was surprisingly cool out, and walking into the warmth of the building made Ann feel more at ease. Nothing about the place seemed ominous, which made her wonder why she should feel so nervous. Todd was right there with her, and his size alone was enough to make anyone feel secure. It was the pained expression on Hank's face that bothered Ann the most. She thought he might just be overly tense from the long drive he'd made.
They walked through a lobby toward the back of the building, Ann noting that the place looked no different inside that other buildings of similar design. It was modern and clean, but nothing imagine. Hank turned a corner at the back of the building, and catching up to him, Ann saw that it was a long hallway, doors spaced along each side with one door at the very end. Hank had stopped there, and he turned to face them.
"You wait here!" he announced with a nod, and then he turned and walked straight down the hall. Ann watched him go to the door at the end, and he opened it without knocking, disappearing inside. It was almost like he had been eaten up by the building, and she moved closer to Todd.
"What's he doing? Why do we have to wait here?" Ann said without really thinking. Todd smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and then stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"He needs to get money and papers, so we can leave the country!" It was all he could say, and he knew that it didn't help to comfort Ann.
"Are you waiting here in case he needs help?" she questioned, aware that Todd wasn't taking his eyes off the door at the end of the hall.
"Something like that I guess," Todd answered, but it was apparent that he wasn't really sure either.
They had been waiting for only five minutes, and neither Ann nor Todd noticed the man coming up behind them. When he spoke, Ann was so startled that she thought her stomach was caught in her throat.
"Walk on down the hall!"
Ann felt like she had been caught in the act of spying, and she turned to see a tall man standing directly behind them both. He looked like any ordinary man, but his expression told her not to object. She looked to Todd, but he just smiled and shrugged again, then did as the man asked.
Afraid to turn around again, Ann walked with Todd to the end of the hall, where Todd stopped in front of the door. She saw beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead, and she knew that he was considering doing something dangerous. For an instant she thought to jump back out of the way, when a hand pushed against her back.
"Go on inside!"
There was no questioning the implications of the man's tone, and Ann moved quickly, opening the door and going in ahead of Todd. The room she stepped into was semi-dark, the only source of light coming from the hallway and another open door to her left. She could see that she was in a reception type office, and she immediately shifted her eyes to the door where the light came from. There she saw part of what looked more like a large living room than an office, and she heard voices coming from the large room, one of which she immediately recognized as Hank's.
"Look, Rudo, the foul-up was thanks to the planning that goes on here. I'm not asking you to undo what's already been done, I just need help to get out of the country!" Hank's voice sounded strained and tense, but he wasn't pleading.
"Wait!"
Ann stopped as the man told her, and she turned to see him walk to the large room. Todd was smiling as always, but she could see he didn't like what was happening at all. The man interrupted Hank's discussion, and Ann listened to see what was being said.
"I found this pair out in the hall. What do I do with them?"
"They're with me!" Hank said quickly.
"Bring 'em in here!"
Ann felt a cold chill run up her spine at the sound of the man's voice. From the tone there was no question as to who the boss was in the other room, and she formed a mental picture of him immediately. She was sure he had to be short and fat, with a black cigar stuck in his well-groomed face. When the man who had found them in the hall motioned for them to go into the other room, Ann waited until Todd led the way. Something made her feel like she should have stayed in the car, and she thought her heart was going to thump right out of her chest as she stepped into the large room.
"You know Todd!" Hank said quickly. He was standing in front of a large desk, obviously disturbed by the interruption caused by Todd's and Ann's entrance.
"Yeah, who's the chick?" Rudo said without even looking at Todd.
Ann was surprised by the man behind the desk, as he wasn't at all like she had expected. Instead of being short and fat, he was average build and height, and his dress and appearance made him seem more like a professional golfer than anything else. He didn't look at all like he sounded, with the exception of his dark, black eyes, and they were practically drilling holes through her, Ann thought. She didn't know quite what to say, and she was greatly relieved when Hank jumped in.
"Her name's Ann Williams! I borrowed her car to get here, and she was in it," Hank said openly. He knew there was no point in trying to fool Rudo. Then he added, "Look, Rudo, you don't have to worry about her. I'll take care of her. What about the papers and money! I know you can supply them if you want to!" Hank was being forceful, but with very easy going limitations. He knew better than to act tough with Rudo, too.
Rudo leaned way back in his chair, and he slowly moved his dark eyes around the room, first from Hank to Todd, then to Ann. He liked what he saw, but he always took his time in assessing a situation. "Okay Hank! You know what the deal is. A punk like you fouls up, and it's tough! You shouldn't have even come back here, and you know it!" Rudo talked very deliberately, without even looking back at Hank. Instead his eyes were still on Ann, and it made her feel like he was talking to her instead of Hank. Something about his look suddenly gave her courage.
"That's not fair!" Ann blurted out without thinking. She almost felt like the words had come from somebody else.
"Shut up!" Hank said quickly, but Rudo sat forward in his chair, a large smile spread across his face. It was almost a pleasant smile, and it relieved Ann to see it. She had thought at first that she was going to be nailed to the wall, but then she almost felt like she was going to be saved.
"You're right, chick! It's not fair!" Rudo said, the smile still covering his face. Ann looked over to where Hank was standing, half expecting to see him smiling too, but all she saw was a very deep frown.
"I'm sorry," Ann said sheepishly, and she looked down at the floor, afraid of the look she was getting from Hank. Somehow she felt like she had just signed his death warrant, although she couldn't understand why.
"Why do you want to protect these bums?" Rudo said, and for a moment Ann didn't realize he was talking to her. "Didn't these guys force you to come here?" he added, and then Ann realized he was asking her questions. She looked up at Rudo, but his eyes made her look down again to answer.
"Yes," she said weakly.
"So?"
Ann looked up again, and she thought she might just as well say what she felt. If any damage was resulting, it had already been started. She swallowed once, then she looked straight at Rudo. "I don't even know what you do, but it's the principle of it. If someone does something for you, well you should back them up!" She kept her eyes on Rudo, but she could almost imagine how Hank looked at that moment. Rudo suddenly stood up from his chair, and it gave her a chance to glance over at Hank. He had turned his back to her, so she couldn't see the expression on his face.
"Josh!" Rudo said suddenly, and the man who had brought Ann and Todd to the room turned and left. Rudo had nodded at him, and he seemed to know what Rudo wanted. Walking around the desk, Rudo then approached Hank. "You should have had this chick with you on the job. Maybe then you wouldn't have fouled up!" Rudo picked up the top of a gold box on the corner of his desk, then took a cigarette out of it. He lit the cigarette before going on.
"She presents a good case! Hank, you and Todd can get the necessary papers and money from Josh. You'll exit from New Orleans." He stopped and turned toward Ann, and she was astounded by his sudden change of heart. "Get the girl's things out of the car. You're leaving her here ... We'll keep her until you're out!" Rudo added, and then he turned around, returning to the chair.
Hank started to say something, but instead he walked quickly past Ann to the door. His eyes never met hers, but he stopped at the doorway and looked back at Rudo. "Okay Rudo, thanks ... Todd, let's go!" With that, he walked out with Todd close on his heels.
Ann was dumbfounded and hurt. She had at least expected Hank and Todd to say good-bye, but not even to give her a last look! For a moment she thought she was going to cry, but she figured that Hank was embarrassed by what Rudo had said about her help, so she forced her feelings into the back of her mind. It wasn't the time to be sorry or mad about being snubbed. She had a more immediate problem to contend with, and that was simply what was to become of her. She realized that she was staring at the doorway Hank and Todd had left through, and feeling a little silly, she turned back toward Rudo.
"Go back out to the hallway. You can have the first room on the right," he said softly. Ann nodded, not sure what else to do, and she started to leave his office. "Oh, and listen, chick!" Rudo added. "Don't try to leave the building!"
Ann looked directly into his eyes, and with all the conviction she could muster, she answered, wanting him to know that she was grateful. "I won't!" Then she hurried out of the room.
Ann lingered in front of the first door to the right in the hallway, half hoping that she would see Hank or Todd appear, but the hallway was empty. There was nothing but a row of closed doors, leading to the main corridor. She was tempted to walk down to the end of the hall so she could look up toward the lobby, but she had the feeling that it was too easy for her to just walk on out of the place. Rudo's last words to her were enough to remind her of the way Josh had come up behind her and Todd, and she had the ominous feeling that she was being watched.
Turning the doorknob, Ann slowly opened the door, and she was glad to discover that there was a light on in the room beyond. She hesitated for another moment, looking back out into the hallway once more, but it was still as empty, so she closed the door behind her. There was a short hallway leading into the room with a door on either side, and Ann paused to check each one. The door on her left opened to a large, empty closet, and closing it, she turned to the door opposite. When she opened it, she felt her heart leap into her throat, but then she realized that she was looking at her own reflection in a large mirrored wall. It was at the far end of a spacious bathroom, one more luxuriously appointed than she had ever seen in her life, and she stared at the fixtures in the room for several seconds. There was a large bathtub to the right, and she noted that the faucets above it looked like real gold. Everything in the room in fact seemed to be trimed in real gold, and she thought how nice it would be to get into a steaming bath. But, then she remembered that she had just entered the place, and she turned toward the main room. It opened out on both sides of the short hallway, and it was perfectly in keeping with the regal appointments of the bath. The gold carpet on the floor was at least three inches thick, she thought, and she again stopped and stared around the room. It was magnificent in every way, and she was reminded of some pictures she had seen in a House Beautiful magazine. The entire wall to the right was mirrored from floor to ceiling, just like in the bathroom, and it had swirls of gold in it, how she didn't know. What the mirror reflected was even more astounding, an impressive bed-sitting room, the focal point of which was a mammoth bed on the wall opposite the mirror. It was the biggest bed Ann had ever seen, and it was covered with a gold satin spread draped clear to the floor.
"Wow!" Ann exclaimed out loud. She was almost afraid to walk on into the room, as if she would disturb all the beauty if she did. She thought it even more impressive than the pictured hotel rooms in the magazine, and she marveled that such a room would be provided for her. Kicking off her shoes, Ann walked slowly across the carpeted floor, feeling the long fibers of the carpet tickling her feet. She was sure her feet sank in two or more inches, and she stopped at the first large chair she came to, sitting down like a queen. To her right was the mirrored wall, and to her left the large bed, on either side of which were two big lamps. They were the only lights on in the room, but they gave a pleasant glow to the whole surroundings. To her front, the wall was draped its full length, and floor to ceiling with a deep gold material, and she was suddenly curious about the view. Standing up, Ann walked over to the drape, and parting it at the middle, she was shocked to discover there were no windows at all. It was a solid wall, and the drapes obviously only hung there for decoration. It was a startling reminder that she Was still a prisoner too!
Ann walked back to the chair, remembering what Rudo had said to Hank. He would keep her until they were out! She wondered just how long that would be, and thinking about it made her feel depressed. Somehow she had begun to think of Rudo as the man who would free her, but she realized that it would probably be a minimum of a week before Hank and Todd could drive to New Orleans, then leave the country. That was a long time to be missing, and she imagined how John must have felt when she didn't show up at his parents. The thought oc-cured to her that he may not have called the police. He may have felt that she simply chickened out facing his parents, as she did make a scene about it when she last saw him. That date seemed so far in the past, that Ann had a hard time remembering just what had happened. But it was no longer important. What did matter, was the question of whether or not he called the police, and the more she thought about it, the more she was convinced he hadn't. She was sure he and his family were not about to get involved in something potentially scandalous, and it would be easy for them to simply assume that she had gotten cold feet. She wasn't really good enough, Ann was sure of that before she had picked Hank up, and since then, she was even more convinced of her position. Being reported missing seemed impossible, yet Ann did want her freedom. She wanted to get away from Las Vegas and return to her own home more than anything. She had no real reason to stay any longer, and without Hank and Todd, the excitement was gone ... So she thought!
Her last sight of Hank and Todd stayed vividly in her mind like a stinging reminder. She just couldn't understand why they had left without saying a word, especially since everything had been so nice while they were driving through the desert. She wanted to ask them what was wrong? Why they had said nothing to her as they left Rudo's office? Jumping up from the chair, Ann decided to look once more out in the hall on the off chance that they hadn't left yet. Rudo had told them to get her things out of the car, and she knew they might be bringing them at any moment. It wouldn't hurt to just look out to see if they were on their way, she thought.
Crossing the short hallway to the door, Ann reached out for the knob and turned it. Nothing happened, and she tried again. The handle turned all right, but she still couldn't open the door. The latch was staying where it was. Releasing the knob like it was hot, Ann stepped back, realizing that she was locked into the room! They didn't trust her after all, and she felt angered by their questioning her word. She had said she wouldn't try to leave, and she'd meant it.
"Ooohh!" Ann groaned disgustedly, and she turned around, stomping her feet as she walked back to the chair. She was really a prisoner in a windowless room, and that fact came home to her loud and clear. Suddenly the plush surroundings lost some of their luster, as no matter how exotic a jail, it was still just that!
The moment Ann had plopped down in the chair, she heard the door to the hallway open, and somebody walked into the room. Ann jumped up to see if it was Hank or Todd, but she was surprised to discover a very attractive woman standing there.
"Hi, Ann. I'm Vivian," the woman announced, and she extended her slim hand out to Ann. She was so surprised at seeing another woman, that for a moment Ann just stood there gaping. "I brought your things," Vivian added, motioning to Ann's small suitcase and something else.
"You surprised me," Ann explained as she realized she was staring, and she took the offered hand, feeling warmth in Vivian's touch. "I'd expected Hank and Todd to bring my stuff," Ann said, and she looked at the things Vivian had placed by the hallway. Ann noticed her suitcase first, but then she saw the blanket from the car was there too. They had folded it up like a present, and Ann suddenly realized that it was like a sign. Exactly what, she wasn't quite sure, but it was as if Hank was reminding her of her first sexual experience. Perhaps, she thought, it was his way of saying good-bye. "Thank you," Ann said, turning back to the woman.
Vivian had a very warm smile, and she seemed to radiate the warmth to Ann. She looked to be in her late twenties, her facial features sharply defined and accented by full red lips and large brown eyes. Her hair was reddish brown and close cut in a style that suited her face perfectly. She was wearing a simple short skirt and blouse, and Ann couldn't help noticing her curving, sensual figure. The look she gave Ann was so understanding, that Ann suddenly wanted to cry. In spite of her efforts to hold back, a great sob welled up in her chest, and she quickly put her hands to her face.
"There, there," Vivian said softly, and she wrapped her arms around Ann, holding her tightly as if to protect her from unknown grief. Ann melted in the understanding woman's arms, all of the frustrations of her captivity seeming to swell out of her body. It was a few minutes before Ann could regain her composure. It was like the whole nightmare of the old man at the store, Todd, Hank, had all come back to her as she would have viewed it that morning. Could it have been such a short time ago? But then, Ann remembered where she was, and she calmed down.
"I'm sorry ... I guess ... I..." Ann stuttered, not really knowing how to describe her feelings. Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt that Hank and Todd would be discovered in her car, and then they would have to tell where she was. That was her key to freedom, Ann was sure of it!
"You have no one, do you," Vivian said sympathetically, her arms still gently holding Ann to her body.
"No ... I ... No, I don't," Ann replied. She was able to stop sobbing, and she looked into Vivian's eyes, grateful for her comforting. It was true, Ann thought, not even John was any help to her.
"Come with me," Vivian said softly, and she led Ann toward the bathroom. "A warm bath will do wonders for you!" she added, as she opened the door.
Ann followed Vivian without really caring what she was doing, and the idea of a bath did sound nice. Vivian turned on the faucets to begin filling the tub, and Ann feeling not at all self-conscious, began to undress. In a moment, she stood looking at her naked body reflected in the mirrored wall. She didn't think of herself as beautiful, but she did know she had a body to be proud of. She was daydreaming when Vivian reached out and touched her, and she realized that the woman was looking at her.
"Get into the tub, Ann. The water's warm and nice," Vivian said, her soft voice soothing and gentle.
Ann did as she was told, stepping into the warm water, then slowly sitting down. Vivian had poured some oils into the bath, and the scent was very pleasant, Ann thought. It also seemed to make the water caress her body, everywhere, and the effect was both relaxing and stimulating. Vivian had sat down on the edge of the tub, and something made Ann suddenly feel she could trust her.
"Will you help me, Vivian?" Ann said quickly. "I mean, to get out of this place?"
Vivian smiled, understanding, and she leaned closer to Ann. "Where do you have to go?" she asked simply. It was a direct question, and Ann couldn't immediately think of an answer. She really wasn't sure what she would do if she got free.
"I don't like being a prisoner!" Ann stated emphatically. She again though about Hank and Todd, and the possibility that they might be caught in her car.
"You don't have to be, you know," Vivian replied, but Ann didn't really listen. She was thinking of her one chance, and she looked at Vivian, wanting to tell her.
"If Hank and Todd are caught, then they'll have to tell where I am. The police will come looking for me!" Ann felt confident about it. "They're in my car!"
Vivian's smile changed slightly, and Ann realized she looked sympathetic. There was something Vivian knew, Ann was sure. "Ann, you must understand that Hank and Todd were not to be trusted," Vivian said, but she could see that Ann would have to know more. She shrugged, then added, "They fouled up something important. When they get to New Orleans, they'll be killed!" Vivian thought she might as well get the news delivered and over with. "Your car was changed enough that no one would recognize it!"
Ann was stunned, not wanting to believe what Vivian was telling her, but she knew that it was true. Rudo wouldn't have really changed his mind so easily, just because of the things she had said! "Oh, NO!" The words barely were audible, yet Ann thought she had screamed them. Hank and Todd were headed into a trap ... They were to be...
Lifting her hands to her face, Ann fought to control her emotions, trying to understand what was happening. She was hardly aware of Vivian's hand stroking her head, and the words of comfort that were softly spoken. She was remembering how Hank had avoided her eyes, how he had stopped at the door of Rudo's office, never looking back at her. Then she remembered what he had said, and more important, how he had said it. Of course! Hank knew! That had to be it! Suddenly Ann understood why he hadn't wanted to look at her, and why he was not questioning leaving her there. She felt confident that Hank and Todd were not going to New Orleans. Where and how they would leave the country, Ann couldn't guess, but she was sure that he would find a way. She felt better, but not for long. There was one big question remaining, and that was why Rudo had locked her in the room? Why had he said she could leave when Hank and Todd were out, when all along he was planning to do away with them? It would have been just as easy to let her go, unless he didn't want them picked up by the police! She had to know the answer, and she dropped her hands, looking up into Vivian's pretty face.
"What about me? Why does he want to keep me here?" Ann pleaded with Vivian, desperate to know the truth.
"You must have realized that Rudo-likes you, otherwise he'd have let you go with them. You understand what that would have meant," Vivian said ominously. She stood up suddenly, leaving the bathroom for a moment, but then when she came back, she held out two pills to Ann. "Here. Take these ... You'll feel much better."
Her voice was so soft and understanding, Ann took the offered pills and immediately swallowed them. Then she watched as Vivian again sat down on the edge of the tub, this time picking up a washrag and soap. Vivian dipped the cloth in the warm water, then slowly began soaping it. Suddenly, apparently accidentally, Vivian dropped the wet cloth onto her lap, and she stood up, brushing at the water on her clothes. "How stupid of me," she said, but then she shrugged and smiled. "Oh, well, they'll dry," she added simply, and with that she peeled off her skirt and blouse. Ann was surprised to see that Vivian was wearing nothing underneath her clothes, as she was standing by the tub completely nude. She had looked sexy in her clothes, but naked, Ann though she was voluptuously striking. Her breasts were not large, but they stood out firmly without support, and her long lithe body was perfectly shaped. Ann's eyes fell to the triangle patch of her pubic hair, noting how silky smooth it looked, framed by her delicate thighs. As Vivian again sat down on the edge of the tub, Ann noticed that her nipples were hard, like tiny pink buds, and she suddenly realized that she was staring. She diverted her eyes, knowing she should feel uncomfortable, but not really feeling so. Somehow, Vivian's actions made her nudity seem perfectly all right. She again picked up the washcloth, working the bar of soap around it.
"You know, Ann dear, life here isn't really bad at all," Vivian said softly. She reached out with the washcloth and began to slowly soap Ann's back. "If you know how to please men, you'd be surprised just how comfortable things can be." Vivian went on. She worked around Ann's arms with the cloth, then casually brushed it across her breasts. Ann felt like an electric bolt had danced over her nipples, and she was suddenly aware of a strong awakening in her body. Her nipples had instantly hardened from the touch of the cloth, and she wondered if the pills she'd taken had anything to do with it. A pleasant euphoria seemed to take hold of her body, and she just relaxed, enjoying the pleasure Vivian's touch was giving her. There was nothing to be embarrassed about, as after all, Vivian was only helping her bathe!
"Most of my time is my own, Ann," Vivian continued. Her voice seemed a long way away, but the touch of the cloth was like nothing Ann had ever felt. "Now and then, Rudo wants me to escort a client or customer of his, but it isn't like some ordinary whore. In this town you're associated with an outfit, or you don't belong. I'm very well taken care of ... There isn't anything I want that I can't have," Vivian droned on in a soft, convincing voice. Ann was absorbing her words, but they sounded very distorted. She couldn't quite grasp why Vivian was talking that way, telling her all those things. The washcloth was moving around and over her breasts, and it felt so good. She didn't want it to ever stop. The scent and feel of the warm water around her body seemed to intensify with each passing second, and Ann closed her eyes, trying to listen to Vivian's soft mesmeric voice.
"Rudo-likes you, Ann. I like you," Vivian added, and she moved the washcloth down over
Ann's smooth, white belly. Ann's hips seemed of their own volition to lift up out of the water toward Vivian's hand, and she moved the cloth slowly down between Ann's firm full thighs. Vivian stared at the soft blonde tips of Ann's pubic hair, the smooth curving outline of her vaginal lips plainly visible beneath the silky fur-like pelt. It excited her tremendously, but she shifted her attention to washing Ann's long, slimly, tapered legs.
"I think you could be very happy working here, Ann. If you make Rudo happy, there is nothing you couldn't have. I have a beautiful place, and if you liked, you could share it with me," Vivian added.
Ann tried to assemble all of her thoughts, but she found concentrating extremely difficult. Her blood was racing through her body, and her nerve ends seemed sensitive to the slightest touch. It was totally overwhelming, even the gentle splash of the water amplified to a crescendo of pruriently rising sensations. She thought her body was again taking over her mind, no, it was more than that! Her brain was being receptive to everything her body felt!
"Vivian ... Your touch..." Ann was trying to explain her inability to converse, but Vivian seemed to understand completely.
"Don't talk if you don't want to," Vivian said softly. She ran the washcloth up between Ann's legs, coming closer and closer to the curling forest between her thighs.
"But ... I must leave ... I don't want to be a prisoner here!" Ann said, trying to reorganize her thoughts. She forced herself to concentrate on the incidents that brought her to Las Vegas, all the things that had happened to her that day. She was abducted, a captive, and she wanted to be free.
"If I were you, I wouldn't want to leave. You're too beautiful ... And you know too much!" Vivian lowered her voice at the last part of her statement, and way back in some corner of Ann's mind a memory was struck. It was something that Hank had said about the company disowning you, and she knew how they'd planned to disown him. Had he really fouled something up, or had he merely displeased them? It was something she guessed she would never know for sure, but it had suddenly all fit together. It was possible that Hank was running from them, even while he was going to them for help. The sudden awareness, also clearly told Ann what she had to do.
"Ooouuuuuu. Vivian ... it's ... so..." Ann was completely overwhelmed by the sensation of the washcloth brushing over her vagina. It legs out wider, welcoming the butterfly-like core. like a robot, Ann gratefully spread her legs out wider, welcoming the butterfly like fondling of Vivian's expert hand. Ann knew that she was really left with no choice about her future. If she pleased Rudo, like Vivian obviously did, she would be made very comfortable. If not, well, she was enjoying the sensations in her body far too much to worry about that.
"Ooouuuuuuu!" Ann moaned in response to the delights thundering through her nerve tips.
Vivian had wrapped the washcloth around her middle finger, and using it like a wedge, she ran the cloth down between the crevice of Ann's smoothly rounded buttocks. She pressed it in against her little puckered anus, probing at it until Ann twisted erotically in the water filled tub. Vivian felt fluid flowing from her own vagina, and her clitoris was like a hardened bud of fire, waiting to be touched. She was tempted to jump into the tub with the young blonde girl, fall upon her with her lips kissing every part of her sensual body. But that wasn't the time, and she was sure there would be plenty of time for that later. She backed her finger away momentarily, and she smiled when Ann opened her eyes, as they were flashing with lust.
"I think you'll do fine, Ann dear," Vivian said seriously. She was truly convinced that Ann would make the grade, and she hoped the girl did, for her sake as well.
"What ... Oh, Vivian! What will I do?" Ann thought her belly was going to explode. She had never been so aroused, so completely absorbed by sensual pleasure in her life. She knew for certain it had to be the pills, and she guessed that Vivian had given them to her to help. She remembered what Vivian had said about pleasing Rudo. "I'm to be tested! Isn't that right?" Ann blurted out excitedly. She wanted it, anything, the way she felt.
Vivian helped Ann out of the tub, and she pulled the girl's trembling nakedness to her own naked body. "Yes, dear. You will," Vivian said simply. She gasped feeling the naked, wet warmth of Ann's body pressed to hers, but she then backed away. Picking up a towel, Vivian began to quickly dry Ann, but with a tender skill born of lust. Ann moaned as she was rubbed into even greater sexual heights, and she was still feeling the tingling sensations on her body as Vivian led her to the bed. Ann fell upon it face down, her mind reeling with the burning fire of desire that roared in her belly. The contact of the smooth fabric covering the bed seemed to run right through her body, and after a moment, she rolled onto her back. She wasn't at all surprised to see Josh standing at the foot of the bed, his naked body seeming to glow in the light from the lamps, and her eyes immediately moved to the huge erection he was carefully stroking with his hand.
"Fuck me!" Ann groaned urgently. "Fuck me until I can't think anymore!"
CHAPTER 7
After Vivian had gone to Ann's room, Rudo waited ten minutes, busying himself with other problems and distractions. He knew if there was any worth in Ann Williams, Vivian would certainly find it, so he tried to keep his mind off the young girl. Vivian and Josh could handle everything, and he would wait for their report before he made any final decisions. There were important matters to take care of, things left unfinished thanks to the untimely interruption Hank had caused.
Rudo sat at his desk, trying to concentrate, but the image of the curvaceous young blonde coming into his office behind Todd, continued to plague him. She had been spunky and sexy without really trying, and it was a combination that Rudo liked. After re-reading a letter for the third time, Rudo gave up trying to work, and he stood up from his desk. He had to see for himself if his judgment had been correct.
Looking at his watch as he crossed his large office, Rudo stopped at a bar well, built into the wall. He knew there was no hurry, so he picked up a decanter of Scotch, then poured out three fingers into a crystal glass. Reaching over to a small ice-maker, he pulled out one ice cube and dropped it into the glass. He admired it for a brief moment, then taking his drink with him, he moved toward the far wall. He stopped in front of a large, floor-to-ceiling bookcase, then touching a switch beside it, he doused all the lights in the room. He knew his way in the dark, and he thought there was no point in taking any chances with discovery. Sliding his fingers onto one of the bookshelves, he found the latch, and jerking it once released the catch. The whole bookcase moved easily back, and Rudo stepped around it into the narrow observation room. He often thought if it wasn't for the gold swirls in the two-way mirrored wall, he would walk right on through it. The bedroom was empty, so closing the special bookcase behind him, Rudo moved along the narrow black room toward the bath. He never ceased to be amazed by Vivian's skills with people, especially women, and when he reached the point where he could see into the bathroom, his convictions proved precise again. He found himself wishing he'd come into the observation room sooner, so he could know how Vivian succeeded in getting Ann into a bath while being undressed herself.
Rudo didn't wonder about Vivian's nudity for long, as he was totally absorbed by the naked beauty of Ann. Vivian was washing the girl's long, lithe legs with a wash cloth, and he could see clearly up between her white inner thighs to the soft blonde triangle of her pubic hair. It was only too apparent that Ann was enjoying Vivian's fondlings, almost too much so, and Rudo guessed immediately that Vivian had slipped Ann some of her pills. Vivian didn't know he knew about her pills, as he liked the effect they had on her, so he let her go on using them. He didn't doubt that Vivian was sold on Ann, otherwise she wouldn't be so anxious to have her steamed up.
Rudo watched as Vivian ran the wash cloth up toward the hair-lined slit of Ann's cunt, and seeing her reaction to the fondling brought on a tremendous excitement. His cock jerked in his pants, hardening quickly from the sight of Ann's sensual body as she spread her legs out wide. He made a mental note to reward Vivian for her skills, but he hoped that she wouldn't get carried away too. The way she went at the blonde's hot little ass-hole, he thought for a moment Vivian was going to jump in the tub with her, but then in a moment, she was helping Ann out of the tub, holding her.
His cock began to ache from the confinement of his pants, and Rudo gulped down his drink, knowing that he wanted to jump in too. He watched as Vivian toweled Ann dry, then pacing them from behind the two-way mirror, he moved to see them go into the bedroom. The moment Ann was on the bed, Vivian left the room passing Josh who was on the way in and Rudo knew that Vivian would be joining him shortly.
Josh crawled up onto the bed on his hands and knees, and grabbing Ann's ankles, he pushed her legs back and up, exposing her moist blonde pussy completely to his sight. The tight warm hole seemed to flare open to him, the pink flesh palpitating like it had a mind of its own. The erect bud of her clitoris throbbed with her passion, and she suddenly reached down between her bent back legs with both hands. Using her thumbs, she spread the soft hair-lined lips out wider, presenting the pink warmth of her cunt to him.
"Fuck me now, Josh! Fuck me NOW!" Ann hissed hotly, her body a mass of erotic flame. She stared down over her smooth white breasts at the thick column of flesh protruding hungrily from his groin, and she had to have it inside her belly, fucking her until it creamed all over her insides.
"What do you think?" Vivian said as she stepped into the observation room. Rudo looked back at her, grinning to see her still naked body in the dull light.
"She's nothing," Rudo teased. He wanted to see if he could get a rise out of Vivian.
"Sure. That's why there's a lump in your pants a mile long," Vivian replied. She reached out and patted the hard bulge in Rudo's pants for emphasis.
"Okay. You win. She looks like a real hot piece!"
"I know," Vivian said, and she was staring at the lust-contorted face of the girl groaning and squirming around on the bed.
Josh had planned to play with her and tease her until she was ready to explode, but the way Ann was already spreading her hungry little cunt was driving him crazy. She was one of the hottest chicks he'd ever seen, and his cock surged out even larger from his groin. Christ, he could stroke it once and cum all over her body right then! Even the scent of her skin was sexual, and he shifted his eyes to her face. Her long blonde hair was spilled out around it like a golden frame, and her eyes seemed to actually glow with lust.
"Please, Josh. Now! Fuck me now!" Ann pleaded, but her voice was even, deep and sensual. She squirmed her hips up and around like she was waving her hotly snapping little pussy at him, and he suddenly fell across her body, his cock resting its full length along the pink valley of her cunt. He mashed his mouth to hers, his tongue instantly probing into her throat, and Ann moaned from deep in her chest. That was what she wanted, needed, and she wantonly began to grind her pussy against the stiff fleshy column, while her lips sucked voraciously on his wet swirling tongue. She could feel the blood pounding through his rod, and it seemed to flow right on through her clitoris, pulsating to her brain.
Josh raised his hips, massaging the flowering plain of her vagina with his throbbing cock, and she responded by throwing her thighs even wider apart. The rubbery, purple head of his penis was like a one-eyed monster as it slid easily up and down in the warm, wet valley of her pussy, and her lubricating fluid clung to the vein-lined column, making it even smoother. He shoved forward, his member sliding hard over the surface of her cunt, the whole shaft rubbing her clitoris sensationally, and then his cum-heavy balls slapped against her parted buttocks. Ann felt the sensation of his balls slapping her anus, and she couldn't wait to have him another second. Twisting her mouth away from his, she arched her hips up against him, trying to worm up the bed.
"Oh, God! Put it in me! Ram it up my cunt now!" she cried desperately. She would go insane if she didn't have it fucking into her right away!
Josh was ready, and he raised up on his arms while he tried to position his cock over her cunt but Ann didn't wait for him, as instantly her hand was between their bodies and wrapping around his rigid shaft to guide it into her pussy. Using the tip like a wedge, she slid it back and forth, parting the lips clear until it made full contact with the tight opening of her flaming vagina.
"There!"
Feeling the same intense urgency, Josh shoved his hips hard forward, driving his penis down the clasping tunnel of lust like a bullet through a barrel. The walls of her wet cunt smoothly parted as he sped into her, the warmth grabbing at his cock like it was sucking him up inside. The long shaft disappeared quickly up into the hotly clenching hole between her legs, not stopping until his groin smashed hard against the lips of her wide-splayed vagina with a loud thud.
"Ooooouuuuuuuu! Yeesssssssssss! Goddddddddd!" Ann screamed as her womb was filled with the hot, throbbing column, the thick rubbery head mashing against her cervix like it was going to crash through to her belly. Her cunt was stretched wide with his cock, and it was what she wanted, what she had to have. His cum-laden balls slapped against her anus sending rippling sensations up her spine to her brain, and her pubic hair was entangled in the dark bush at the base of his thick, wonderful cock.
"Oouuu, fuck! God! Fuck me hard like that!, ' Ann moaned, and Josh complied, raising his hips back to withdraw his throbbing penis, only to drive hard forward again. He began to saw in and out of her cunt, pumping furiously with his hips as he was caught up in the sexual frenzy of the wild, animalistic creature beneath him.
"Hot bitch!" Rudo said, but it was a statement, not necessarily a comment to Vivian. Ann's grinding buttocks were moving in sensual circles as Josh hammered his long prick into her cunt, and Rudo was amazed at the frenzy they had reached so quickly. He had seen enough to be convinced, and more than that, he had to have the young blonde's sensuously aroused body too. Rudo turned away from the two-way mirror, and he realized that Vivian had her fingers shoved inside her cunt as she watched the scene on the bed in the other room. She was totally unselfconscious with Rudo standing beside her, and she looked over at him.
"You like her ... Why don't you take her?" Vivian said, a lusting grin spread across her pretty face. "Her ass-hole is still virgin ... I could tell!"
Vivian's words were like a catalyst, sending the final power of desire whirling through Rudo's veins. That was perfect, he thought, and he grabbed Vivian by her arm, taking her out of the observation room with him.
"Are you really going to fuck her in the ass, Rudo?" Vivian said as she walked hurriedly with him through the office.
"Damn right, baby ... And now!"
"Don't hurt her though Rudo! Please!" Vivian said, realizing that he meant it. She knew that Ann hadn't really had enough experience for such a thing, and was suddenly sorry she had suggested it in the heat of the moment.
"Come on, and don't worry. I'll leave some for you!" Rudo walked out into the hall, and without stopping, he opened the first door to the right, Vivian close on his heels. In a second, the two of them were at the foot of the large bed staring down at the two naked bodies coupled lewdly together in the throes of sexual passion.
"Roll 'er over Josh! I'm taking her ass-hole!" Rudo shouted, and he was pulling at his clothes to get them off. His words seemed to echo around the room, and Ann, her eyes wide open, blinked several times as she tried to understand what she heard. She saw Rudo, nearly naked, standing at the foot of the bed with Vivian, but she was so caught up by the fire burning deep in her womb, she just couldn't care. She did care that Josh stopped his wonderful fucking for a moment, holding her body tightly as he rolled onto his back. But then, Ann felt her breasts tingling, her nipples mashed against the hairs on his chest, and she twisted and squealed and ground her buttocks down hard as his cock drove in and out of her cunt with renewed vigor. When the bed tilted slightly, indicating someone else had joined them on it, she hardly noticed, and then the sensation of her naked buttocks' cheeks being spread wide, only made her passion greater.
Rudo crawled up between the widespread legs, putting his face close to the joined flesh to watch Josh's cock sawing in and out of Ann's hungrily gripping vaginal hole. The tight pink flesh, rimmed by softly curling pubic hairs, rolled out with his cock on the out-stroke, then folded inside again as he thrust deep into her welcoming passage. But, it was her round naked buttocks that Rudo was after, the tendons flexing and relaxing hungrily as she worked the cock in her cunt. Spreading the cheeks wide with his thumbs, Rudo exposed her hairless puckered anus to his gaze, and his cock jerked with excitement. Quickly, he pointed his middle finger at the elastic-like ring of flesh, and pushing against it hard, he drove his digit inside the tight passage. He didn't stop shoving until his palm was flat against her buttocks.
"OOoouuuuuuuu!" Ann groaned as she felt the unnatural intrusion worming relentlessly up into her defenseless anus, and she remembered in the back of her mind how Todd had done the same thing. This time was different, as it almost felt pleasant when the finger began moving around and around inside in tiny, teasing circles, stretching her virgin anus wide. She had no idea why it was happening, but coupled with the fucking of her cunt, it made her even wilder.
Rudo stroked his hardened cock with his left hand as he worked his finger deeply around in the depths of Ann's rectum, preparing it for the greater entry to come. She wiggled her buttocks back against his unnatural assault as he screwed it in and out of her tight anus. He could feel Josh's cock making shorter strokes now in her cunt through the thin wall of flesh separating the two passages, knowing he was going easy until Rudo was ready. Pulling his finger out with a slight hissing noise, Rudo couldn't wait any longer. His balls felt like they would explode if he didn't hurry, and he leaned forward across Ann's curving back, the blunt tip of his penis pushing hard against her tiny, virgin anal lips. Josh was holding her tightly, and Rudo began to steadily increase his pressure against the small puckered opening, his rock hard cock throbbing with unsatiated desire.
"Uuugghhhhh!" Ann grunted, wondering what was happening to her body as she felt the sudden blunt pressure against her helpless behind. Then it came to her all at once, the message penetrating the passion haze in her brain with shocking impact. He was going to fuck her back there in the ass!
"Nnnnooooooooooo!! " Ann screamed. She tried to lurch away from the mounting pressure, but she was held tightly, helpless and vulnerable. Rudo ignored Ann's protests, shoving his hips forward with all his strength, and suddenly he felt the tiny opening give way to his pressure. Pushing with all his might, his thick headed penis suddenly popped inside, gripped tightly by the elastic-like flesh.
"AAAAaggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ann cried out her agony as her anus was stretched to impossible size, the pain of his entry smashing into her brain like a thunderbolt. She desperately tried to twist away from the cruel impalement, but there was no escaping it now. The sudden conflict between the pain and pleasure was overwhelming, yet somehow it seemed the natural result of her experiences that day. She didn't understand why, but she gave up fighting, resigned to her fate.
Rudo felt the resistance give way, and pushing his hips forward, he drove his cock several inches into the hot fleshy tunnel, making Ann scream again. The strong outer muscle in her anus clamped tightly around his throbbing column, but it only served to make him more anxious. He had to have it all the way inside, and shoving forward with all his pent-up strength, his long cock slid smoothly up into her widely stretching rectum, his groin smashing hard into her buttocks and flattening the soft yielding moons hard against her hip bones.
"Uuuuuuummmmmmmmggggghhh!" Ann felt like a red-hot poker had cruelly been jammed into her rectum like someone was trying to split her in two. Her entire loins were stretched to impossible size, two monstrous snakes hungrily writhing around to tear at her belly, sandwiching her helplessly between. Yet, the initial pain in her rectum didn't affect the heat in her body at all, and in fact it only seemed to heighten the already monumental ecstasy. It was like a masochistic blend of agony and passion, and the vibrant sensations in her belly seemed to rebound with furious joy.
"Goddamn! What a tight little ass-hole!" Rudo groaned, and his cock urged him to fuck deeper into her tightly clenched rectum. The tip of his penis seemed to tingle with excited lust, and he arched his hips back, awkwardly trying to pick up the rhythm of the cock fucking up into her cunt from beneath.
Vivian had leaned close to watch the unnatural entry into Ann's tiny anus, and she was excited and startled at the same time. It seemed impossible, and she feared that the young girl was being torn apart by the two giant cocks. The elastic-like flesh of her anus and cunt seemed to flower open to their assault, however, and Ann's cries suddenly seemed to change in tone.
She was liking it!
Vivian moved around the bed so that she could clearly see the blonde's beautiful young face, and the image she saw was almost unreal.
Her eyes were shut, then open, and there was no doubting the glaze of ecstasy in them. Her pink moist tongue circled hungrily around her parted lips, and the tension was that of pleasure, not pain! Vivian had to share in it!
For Ann, it was as if all of her had become a sexual receptacle, her mind, arms, legs, thighs, breasts, belly, loins, and every tiny pore that covered her aroused body! It all was open and willing and ready to absorb without question, the fantastic enjoyment that was showering upon her. Oh, God, I love it, Ann thought! The two cocks were driving relentlessly in her groin, one slamming hotly into her rectum, while simultaneously the other drove fantastically into her burning cunt. She was being buffeted between them like a helpless rag doll as they worked furiously for their climax, and she loved it!
"Oh, God! Fuck me! Yeesssss! Fuck me hard!" Ann screamed, and the two men seemed to answer her request with thundering willingness. Their rhythm was as one, each driving deep into her belly at the same time, then again withdrawing their throbbing male rods only to plunge faster again. Josh's hips would angle up, shoving his cock down to the depths of her vagina, while simultaneously, Rudo pushed down, his long cock probing hotly into the fleshy tunnel of her rectum, the two pinching her tightly together until they again withdrew. It was more lewd and obscene than she thought anything imaginable, and yet she squeezed insanely at the driving cocks, wanting desperately to milk them of all the hot, joyous sperm they contained. Her head was twisted to one side, her vision a blur of passion, but when suddenly she saw the silky patch of pubic hair moving close to her lips, she understood immediately who it was.
Vivian, on her hands and knees above, spread her legs out wide, positioning her burning cunt so that it was open and accessible to Ann's sensual mouth, and she screamed as Ann quickly flicked her tongue out at her open slit. Ann was like a wild animal, anxious to lap up the sexual juices that flowed from Vivian's cunt. Her tongue snaked into the slit like a hot probe, sliding smoothly down the pink valley until it found the clasping opening of her pussy. She quickly licked all around the excitedly gapping hole, drawing all of the moist secretions hungrily into her mouth, and then stretching her tongue out its full length, she thrust it deep into the steaming passage while her lips sucked greedily at Vivian's hot, waiting cunt.
"Oohhh, yeess, my darling! Suck it like thattttt!"
Ann felt complete, ready to reach the heights that her mind and body demanded. Vivian's thighs were clamped around her head; her tongue was able to lap at the sexual juices flowing warmly from her cunt. Now she had the scent and taste to go with the rising sensations in her belly and the explosive forces in her cunt and rectum. It was pure, unadulterated sexual fulfillment, and her body soared to unbelievable heights of ecstasy. "I'm cumming," Ann thought, "Oh, God, I'm cummmiinnggg!"
The girl sandwiched between the aroused bodies seemed to churn with sexual energy, pulling and sucking with tremendous force at all the probes around her. Her motions were like a trigger for all the mounting passion electrically charged as one. Rudo and Josh drove their jerking cocks deep into her belly, the hot urgency of her passion seeming to suck their reluctant climaxes from their bodies. Their cocks swelled up to tremendous size, and like twin volcanoes erupting, spewed their molten cum hotly into her belly and bowels.
"MMmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Ann moaned against Vivian's cunt as she felt the burning fluid pumping like fire hoses into her hotly sucking rectum and cunt. She heard Vivian scream at the same time, and suddenly her mouth was filled with the climactic juices she so hungrily wanted. She sucked furiously at the warm flesh, drawing it all into her insanely hungering belly as her loins were flooded almost to the bursting point with the sizzling liquid from the two jerking cocks. It drove her to a peak beyond her wildest dreams, and her belly exploded with the unbound passion it contained, the receptacle and conductor of the bizarre sex quartet.
CHAPTER 9
"Oh damn!" Ann exclaimed as she stared up at the electric display. "I didn't even get one number!" She tore her keno ticket into tiny pieces to emphasize her disgust, then left them in a neat pile on the bar. Vivian smiled at her mock anger, thinking how sexy Ann looked that way.
"Do you want to play again?" Vivian questioned, toying with the empty glass on the bar.
Ann looked at the women sitting next to her, and there was no mistaking her look. "No, let's go home," Ann said softly. Then winking, she added, "I'd like to play a game we can both win!"
Vivian felt a spark of excitement flash in her belly, and she looked at Ann, pleased with the way things turned out. "You have a way of getting things started, dear. You know we're entertaining for Rudo tonight!" She slid down off of the barstool, then started to reach in her purse.
"Let me get it," Ann objected. "You always pay." Ann already had a fifty out, and she handed it over to the bartender quickly. It made her nervous to carry a lot of money around without having the opportunity to spend it. She considered dropping a fifty on a roulette table on the way out, just to do something with it.
"Okay," Vivian shrugged. "It all comes from the same place." She watched as Ann got the change from the bartender, then leave a five for a tip. "You don't like having money, do you?"
Ann smiled sheepishly at her attractive companion. "Not used to it, I guess." She walked with Vivian out of the bar, toward the casino. It really was strange to want for nothing, and she was still getting used to the idea. Rudo was almost too generous in looking after her, and she even at times felt guilty about it. It was difficult for her to understand why she was so well paid for doing something she enjoyed so much.
"Some racket!" Ann said out loud.
"Huh?"
"Oh, I was just thinking," Ann said to Vivian. The casino was crowded with all sorts of people, the atmosphere charged with an excitement that still got to Ann. "Wait up, Viv. I want to try my luck with one number." Ann turned toward the closest roulette table, and Vivian followed her, lagging behind.
There were several people around the table, and Ann had to reach between two men to get a chip from the operator. Vivian was right behind her, and she turned to face her. "What's the day of your birth, again?" Ann asked.
"Twenty," Vivian smiled, pleased at the way Ann did things.
"That's my number then!" Ann said, and she reached between the two men to place her chip on the number. Someone else was starting to put money on twenty, and Ann glanced at the people across the table while she waited for the spin. Her heart leaped to her throat, stifling a gasp when she saw John standing directly across from her. He was busy putting money on a number, and Ann looked down quickly, afraid that he would see her. She noticed that he was the one placing money on number twenty, and for a moment she guessed that he'd already seen her. Memories seemed to thunder through her brain, and she was tempted to face him, to see how he would react. It was like he'd come there to haunt her, and thinking about it made her angry. Why should she be afraid? Hell, it might even be a kick to turn a trick with him, for old time's sake.
Ann looked around at Vivian who was busy telling some drunk to buzz off, and smiling, Ann looked up to the man across the table. He hadn't seen her, she was sure, as he was engrossed in what was happening on the table. Ann was about to say something, when a girl came up behind John and put her arm under his. He turned and smiled at her, and Ann thought it could have been her, a short time past. The girl, blonde and pretty, was sporting a diamond on her left hand, and Ann looked down again, just as the operator called the winning number. "Twenty! Black!"
The girl with John let out a yell, and Ann watched as the money was spread on the table. She started to reach for it, at the same moment John was reaching for his winnings, and Ann pulled her hand back quickly, turning away from the table.
"Come on, Viv. Let's go!" Ann said, walking hurriedly from the table.
"What's the matter?" Vivian asked. She could see that Ann was disturbed, and she was concerned.
Ann looked at Vivian as they walked out of the club, seeing the questioning look in her eyes. She smiled at Vivian, a special smile that meant a lot. "Nothing's the matter, Viv. I'm all right now."
Vivian wasn't convinced, but Ann's beautiful face looked reassuring as she said wistfully:
"I was just remembering how good it once felt to be poor."