In America today, there is a distinct schism in social outlook when it comes to what is immoral and moral. The right, for instance, has long held that the physical expression of love is disgusting and obscene - particularly if talked about or illustrated in pictures and/or books. However, the same people glorify violence in various guises and situations.
The new left, mostly younger people - but not only the youths, contend sex is normal and violence the perversion, the illness that makes society a sick and dangerous place to live and raise a family.
This is a problem that must be resolved in the minds of individuate by choice - not edict. American society defeated the weakness of the European middle ages by contending that each man can think for himself. But it is still a problem of great importance to mankind and the society he lives in.
One thing, however, that even the psychiatrists accept is the close ties between sex and violence in society. They are both used to persuade people. And for some individuals sexuality and pleasure come from pain.
This book tries to show how these concepts work in the complex society we live in today... that it is not just a theoretical issue. Understanding is necessary if society is ever going to function at the behest of individuals. We hope this book helps present the readers with the elements of knowledge necessary for such understanding.
THE PUBLISHER
Chapter One
Ann Martin's hands flew instinctively to her breasts as she gasped at the unexpected sight before her. She jerked back a step and bumped against the door to her supervisor's office, involuntarily closing it behind her. Her supervisor sat in a swivel chair at his desk with his legs spread lewdly and his slacks unzipped to expose the largest erection Ann had seen since her divorce. The only erection she had seen since then. Blood rushed to her cheeks. She didn't know what to say and in spite of her shock felt a fire begin to moisten the pink lining of her pussy.
How dare he expose himself to her that way? Being her eligibility worker supervisor at the Welfare, Simpson had ordered her to come to his office. She had to do what he said but this was not supposed to be part of the job. Ann turned around and reached for the door handle, but her supervisor was too fast for her. He sprang from his chair and placed the palm of his left hand against the door. The action caused his pants to fall around his ankles. His throbbing cock stuck out from the slit in his boxer style underwear.
Ann tried to keep her eyes averted but his organ was so huge and threatening that her gaze was drawn irresistibly to its thick shaft and shiny head. She watched, horrified, as he reached down with his right hand and began stroking his penis, pulling the foreskin back and forth over the burning surface of his swollen lance and pulsing corona. Ann could not believe what was happening. If she screamed at least fifty other eligibility workers like herself would rush into Ralph Simpson's office along with at least three other supervisors. Where did he get the nerve for what he was doing?
Ann's attention became centered on his cock. A drop of clear liquid glistened at the slit of his penis. Ann frit saliva forming within her own mouth at the sight of it and then at the realization of what was happening to her, she drew herself back against the door even more, turning her head, pressing her shoulders and the backs of her hands against the door as though chains were being drawn tightly in place in a dungeon of terror. But she was afraid to scream. The attention of the other workers was the last thing she wanted. After the scandal of her divorce and the humiliation she had had to bear each time she felt the eyes of one of the other workers at the Welfare Department on her, Ann did not want to be connected with any further illicit sex acts. But despite that, her eyes were riveted to Ralph's cock and balls and her body began to give her away.
Ralph Simpson pumped his cock up and down in his fist and moved close to her so that his hand and the head of his penis began bumping gently into the crotch of her soft yellow pantsuit. Ann could not fail to admire Ralph's nerve, but at the same time it frightened her. She tried to force her hands away from the door and against Ralph's shoulders to push him away but the invisible chains bound her and she succeeded in only twisting her hips in a sensual shudder that forced her breasts tautly into the velvet of her blouse and immediately Ralph took it as a come on. He masturbated with a directness that chilled her. His words burned hotly into her right ear. "Scream, cunt. I dare you. Call them in and let me tell them how you begged me until I let you pull my cock out and suck it hard. They'll believe me and you know it." Ralph moved his left hand cautiously from the door and trailed his fingers down over Ann's right shoulder and over the pointed, heavy mountain of her succulent right breast.
He pinched her nipple between his first finger and thumb and smiled at her quick intake of breath. He rolled her nipple until he felt it growing hard and erect. Then his fingers moved to cup and measure the heavy bulk of her breast, kneading it until her breast had no further secrets to keep from him. Next his hand moved to her left breast and repeated the procedure. Ann squirmed under his invasion. She tried to turn away from him but realized that too much squirming would make noise and attract attention. And she realized only too well that he knew she would do nothing to bring unwanted eyes into his office. He continued to stroke his prick into her crotch. "I'm going to cum inside your cunt," he told her, pressing her even harder against the door, his breath hissing into her ear.
"No," she pleaded. "Leave me alone. Don't do this to me." But he ignored her words and began unbuttoning her blouse slowly, working his way from the top of her blouse to the bottom and pulling the soft fabric aside to expose her bra and the warm tender flesh of her shoulders and stomach. He curled his fingers under the cups of her bra and pulled it up over her breasts. Lowering his mouth, Ralph sucked her right nipple between his lips and toyed with its hardness with the tip of his tongue. He bit gently with his teeth.
Ann moaned softly. She felt the fire begin slowly to build within the very center of her sex as Ralph continued feasting at her breasts. The fire bubbled the juices flowing into her cunt. She could smell the hot cum drifting up through the cloth of her pants.
"Don't," she begged. "Oh God, leave me alone." Her hands were still chained to the door and every movement of her body seemed to force her swollen breasts deeper into his hot mouth. She felt his teeth and tongue caressing her with a passion she had not experienced since her ex-husband. But it was wrong. She renewed her struggle against the demons within her who held her captive and gagged at the door while her body was invaded from without.
"You've been asking for this for a long time, baby," Ralph said, his mouth leaving her breasts for a moment while his fingers tugged at the elastic band of her pants. He worked the waist down over her hips and then bent over and pushed them down her legs till they lay at her feet like his own pants. Only a tiny pair of white bikini panties kept his eyes from viewing her pussy. Ann tried to keep him from pulling her panties down by closing her thighs but it worked no better with her panties than it had with her pants. And when her panties were around her ankles, Ralph's fingers began raking through the black hair covering the mound of her cunt with soft curls. His index finger traveled along the slit dividing the mound of her pussy lips.
Ann shivered as his touch shot tingling current burning along the ridge of her cunt lips. The soft curls surrounding her mound seemed charged with electric energy. Her breath burned in her lungs.
"No... No!" Her voice whispered her fear. "You ordered me in here to talk about the Lopez case," she said, her mind grasping frantically for a way to divert his purpose. Her words had no effect on him. His fingers probed into the cavity of her vagina, pushing aside the tender pink membrane of her inner cunt to explore the juicy warmth of her most intimate privacy. "Why are you assigning that case to me? I thought it belonged to someone else"
Ralph interrupted himself for a moment, his tone of voice showing his anger at the subject. "I have my reasons." He pushed his fingers even deeper into her pussy. "But that's later and right now I have something else in mind." He began rubbing her oozing hot juices onto her inner thighs and up into the forest of hair between her legs. "You smell like a cum machine," he said. "I'm going to fuck you on my desk so you better get ready to wrap those shapely legs of yours around my neck."
Ann shook her head. The thought of being on her back on his desk with her legs up in the air and her sex organ and ass exposed, filled her with humiliation. She couldn't do it. If someone came in and saw her she would never be able to face any of her co-workers again and she could not afford to lose her job. How would she survive? She was finding that living alone and without a husband to shield her from the harshness of reality exposed her to cruelties she had not known existed. She had no one to turn to for help.
"Or maybe you would like to suck my cock," Ralph hissed, gripping her hair at the back of her neck and twisting her head till her face was only a few inches from his throbbing organ of lust. She tried to pull back, but he clenched his fingers tighter in her hair and held her with a viciousness that allowed no room for argument. "Smell that," he ordered. "Smell it and lick it." He pulled her face against his dick. "You like that, don't you? Admit it. I've heard the rumors. Your husband could do anything to you. And now that he's left you, you miss it, don't you?"
Ann shook her head but with the head of his prick pressed against her lips she only managed to smear her mouth with the slick cum dripping from the slit in his purple corona. His cum tasted salty. She tried to lick it from her mouth and the tip of her tongue touched the stretched satiny texture of his head. He pressed the shaft of his rod against her and his cock head filled her mouth with its soft warmth. For a moment Ann almost gagged but then she adjusted her tongue and realized that the taste of his sex was not unpleasant. She kept her lips over her teeth and allowed him to pump his organ with a slow rhythm into her mouth, its rubbery head nudging the back of her throat with succulent passion.
"Take more of it in your mouth," he ordered. "Swallow my cock down your throat. I want my shaft buried up to the hilt." He pulled at the back of her neck, forcing his thick rod deeper and deeper into her mouth until she was afraid she would gag, but somehow she managed to accommodate him. She was bent over with her bare ass pressed against the inside of his office door and each time he thrust forward the door rattled slightly. Ann tried to push herself away from the door to stop the noise. His big prod filled her throat and mouth and her nose brushed against his underwear.
He leaned backward, keeping one foot on her clothes and forced her to step out of her panties and pants. With his cock still buried in her mouth, he walked her backward to his desk and sat on its edge, spreading his legs as much as his pants around his ankles would allow.
"You're doing real good, Ann. Just keep sucking and blowing me and we'll get along just fine." She followed the rhythm he set up, with his hand in her hair. "Ohhhh ... that feels good."
As Ann bobbed her head obediently up and down over his penis, she felt his hand pull the back of her jacket and blouse up to her shoulders and unsnap the clasp of her bra. My God! He was going to strip her naked! He pulled the material over her head and left it bunched around her arms while she continued to suck him. His hands reached under her body and cupped her large breasts and hefted them in his palms. He massaged them with his hands and fingers. Ann felt her nerve endings coming alive in his hands. He pinched her nipples and milked them in his fingers until she squirmed under him from the pain and pleasure.
If only she had managed to get the door open in time, this would not be happening to her. If anyone came into his office now they would see the very center of her ass hole and the humiliating sight of her giving her supervisor a blow job.
Ann realized the cruelty of her situation. She was being sexually tortured because her ex-husband had spread lies about her after their divorce. Now she was being treated as though her entire body was nothing but a cunt. At thirty years old she had fallen a long way from the puritan safety of her early rearing. Ralph grabbed her hair again and pulled her mouth-from his cock. She gulped air deeply while he jerked the remainder of her clothing from her body and pushed her back to stare at her nakedness. She cringed under the fever of his eyes and looked away ashamed.
"You're quite a piece of ass," he said. "It's going to be a real pleasure to give you what you have coming." His smile insinuated he intended to take his fill of her and that there was nothing she intended or could do anything about. "Now get over here and lay down on my desk." He motioned behind him with the thumb of his right hand calmly, his eyes piercing her body. "Right there."
A shudder passed through Ann's body. She fought back the terrifying fear that at any moment she would begin to cry hysterically. "I just want out," she pleaded, "I'll go see the Lopez family. I'll do whatever you want, but don't force me to do this!"
"You want to keep your job, don't you?"
Again Ann shuddered and this time when she spoke she could not keep the quaver out of her voice. "Yes. I have to have it."
Ralph smiled and stepped out of his pants. He lowered his underwear and stepped out of them. He took off his shirt and tie slowly, then kicked off his shoes and socks. He stood in front of her with his swollen erection standing out from his body like a third leg. It appeared huge to her. He rubbed his cock and balls with both hands, lifting the twin walnut sized organs and letting them slap against the sides of his thighs. "There's a lot of cum in these just waiting for your pussy. Or maybe you'd like to drink it?" He chuckled. "You can suck it into your mouth and swirl it around your tongue like it was candy. It'll make your breasts grow even bigger," he teased, but a sense of urgency had crept into his voice. He glanced briefly at the door and she realized that he knew as well as she that someone could walk through it at any moment.
He grabbed her head in both of his hands and pulled her face into his crotch. He rubbed her nose and mouth in his dark pubic hair and up and down the shaft of his cock. He pushed her lips against his scrotum and balls, "Lick them," he ordered.
Ann had no choice but to obey. Every moment that she delayed increased the chance of someone coming into the office. Using her tongue as she would on an ice cream cone, she began lapping his balls and scrotum. She rested her hands on his thighs and leaned her head back to do the best job she could in order to get the humiliation over with as soon as possible. But as she licked and sucked his sex, she felt her own body swelling with the need for sexual release. Her mouth became hungry and in spite of herself she found herself feasting between his legs like an animal, sniffing and snorting in the hot, damp forest of his sex.
She licked up the shaft of his cock and moved her hands up to his balls to stroke them gently with the tips of her fingers. She knew that at any moment he would explode his sticky cum into her mouth. He thrust his cock in and out of her mouth with fury. "Take your fingers," he ordered, "and masturbate yourself while you eat me." She hesitated at the idea of being even more humiliated in front of him, but decided to obey if it would get it over quicker.
Ann touched the outside of her vulva with her fingers and began massaging her swollen lips. Already enflamed passions grew within her. She could not deny it's burning and bubbling in the very depth of her soul. She reached inside the slit of her pussy and drew her index finger along the path to her clit. Her first touch electrified her and shot burning convulsions through her body. Faster and faster her fingers danced over her love node. She knew that nothing could stop her now from reaching the climax she so desperately needed. Even if someone came in the door she did not think that she would be able to stop. She circled her erect clit with her fingers and pinched and stroked it to the brink of explosion. Her mouth sucked hungrily at his eager cock.
Just before she burst into climax, she felt his dick surge thickly in her mouth and heard a muffled animal growl come from Ralph's throat as he reached the point of no return and began shooting load after load of cum into her mouth. She swallowed each time his organ spit it's burning cum between her lips, but so great was the amount that it trickled down her chin. And then her own body blasted her to dizzy, high peaks of pleasure and her body convulsed with the intensity of her orgasm.
Chapter Two
Ann could still taste Ralph's cum in her mouth as she drove across town to the Lopez home. She wondered why he had assigned the case to her. She had heard rumors that there might be fraud involved with the case, but since she had never handled a case that involved fraud it didn't make sense to her that her supervisor would give the case to her because of that.
The Lopez house stood in a run-down section of town. At one time it had been white, but now the house was weathered and falling apart. One of the windows in the front was broken. She stopped her old VW and sat gripping the steering wheel and breathing deeply for a few minutes to collect herself. Her mind spun with what had happened to her in her supervisor's office and she knew that she could still smell her own cum drifting up from her pants.
Four people were in the Lopez case. The father, mother, and two children. The boy was fourteen and had the same name as his father Jose. The girl was thirteen and had the same name as her mother, Maria. Ann opened her car door and climbed out, brushing self-consciously at her pant suit to try and smooth some of the wrinkles that had gotten there from being bunched around her ankles. Her breasts felt swollen and tender as her nipples pressed against the fabric of her bra. Ralph's fingers had not been very tender on her flesh.
Nervously Ann walked up to the house and knocked on the front door. The man was Mexican with black hair, a two day growth of beard, and broad shoulders. His stomach looked like it had gone to beer. When he opened the door and stood close to her she was almost sure she could smell the alcohol on his breath. He leaned against the door frame and leered at her, his eyes starting with her breasts and working their way lecherously down to the bottoms of her pant legs. She felt as naked in front of him as she had felt with her clothes strewn about Ralph's office earlier. Her face flushed and she stumbled for words.
"Are you Mister Lopez?"
The man's lip curled into a crooked grin. "You want Lopez? My name is Lopez. Come in." He stepped back and swept his left arm towards the center of the house and at the same time bowed forward in a dramatic and mocking gesture.
Ann felt her heart racing faster. His invitation to come in was what she expected and had to do, but suddenly she was chilled and frightened even more than she had been before just from the concern to do a good job. She knew she had to do a good job because she had not as yet passed her probation period with the Welfare Department. If she didn't do a good job they could let her go at the end of next month. But just how much would she have to do to keep her job? With mixed fears, Ann followed the man's wave into the house. She walked to the center of the living room and looked nervously around. Dirty clothes were strewn about the room. The couch was torn and dirty. A large over stuffed chair was piled with newspapers. Empty beer cans were scattered on the floor. She tried to maintain a business-like composure.
"Mr. Lopez, I came because it is time to complete renewal forms for your welfare case. Is there some place we can sit so I can fill in the forms for you?" As soon as she said it, Ann realized she had left her brief case in her car and would have to go back and get the forms.
"I don't have any forms," the man said.
"I have them in my car."
"Get them." He stared at her breasts instead of her eyes, his attention shifting back and forth from one to the other. He said, "I have a very special place here you and I can go for privacy."
Ann became even more concerned, but she returned to her car and brought back her brief case determined to see the situation through satisfactorily. The man held the front door open for her when she returned and then led the way down a short hall. He stopped in front of her and turned, holding open another door to his left. Ann smiled and walked into the room ahead of him. It was the bathroom. Her breath caught in her throat and she spun around, but already he was in the room with her and closing the door behind him.
"What are you doing?" she demanded. "I can't write here."
With his right hand, Mr. Lopez slid a lock bolt closed on the door and then leaned back against it, crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes constantly devouring her body.
"You can write here as good as anywhere. Lay your brief case on the sink. Sit on the edge of the tub." He smiled and closed the lid on the toilet and sat down. "I'll sit here." He began scratching and pulling at the crotch of his pants. "Sometimes I itch," he said.
"Is there anyone else in the house?"
He continued playing with his crotch, rubbing it now in an up and down motion that could signify only one thing. He was masturbating himself to erection through his clothes. "There is no one here but me and you."
"Then why did you lock the door?" Ann started to move toward it, but he stuck his right leg out blocking her.
"That's just in case someone comes and tries to get in." He kicked his shoes off and reached down and removed his socks. "There. That's better lets my feet breathe." He stood up and unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. Stepping out of them, he said, "In fact, I might as well let my whole body breathe." He pulled his shirt off over his head and stood blocking the bathroom door completely naked and with his cock semi-turgid at half-mast.
Ann backed away until the tub stopped her. She dropped her brief case to the floor. "Let me out of here," she demanded, her voice rising hysterically. Fear began burning into her pussy and up through her body to her breasts. Oh, God, don't let this happen again! Unconsciously her hands moved to her breasts as though she could protect herself by hiding them. "Let me out. I'll come back when your wife and children are here."
"I don't have a wife or children. But we can work on making a little child right now." He moved a step closer to her and began playing with his prick.
"But you said your name was Lopez."
"It is. This is my brother's house. Little Jose and Maria are my nephew and niece. Take your clothes off." He touched the backs of her hands with his left hand and continued, pumping his organ to erection with his right. Ann flinched at his touch.
"I'll scream."
"Go ahead. No one will hear you. And even if they did they'd ignore it. People mind their own business around here. Take off your clothes."
"No!" Ann's lower lip trembled. She sucked it between her teeth. She was afraid she was going to lose control of her bladder and pee her pants. She tightened the muscles of her pussy to hold it back. The truth of the matter was she was as much afraid to scream as she was not to. There was no telling what he might do to quiet her. Hit her? Kill her? She heard a whimpering noise and then realized she was doing it herself. He grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them away from her breasts. She sank limply to the edge of the tub.
"No!" She pleaded. ;
He let go of her wrists. "Take your clothes off!" He stepped closer to her and began waving his cock under her nose. "I'm going to teach you welfare people to keep coming around here and snooping around all the time. You think I don't know who you are, don't you? Well, I do. Your name is Ann Martin and you're my brother's family's new worker. I'm going to fix it right now so that you continue to give them welfare but you won't be so anxious to come poking your nose around here so much." He slapped the sides of her face with his prod which was completely erect now and bulging between his legs like a club.
A surprised gasp escaped Ann's lips at the contact with his burning dick. She tried to jerk her face away and almost lost her balance and fell backward into the tub. And when she leaned forward, he slapped her again, the tip of his prick left wet spots on each of her cheeks.
"I'm only going to tell you one more time," he said. "Take your clothes off or I'll get tough." He stepped back to give her room.
Fearfully, Ann stood up and began removing her clothes. Her whole body shook slightly. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her blouse. Twice in one day. The thought of having his huge penis penetrating her body and shooting its cum inside her frightened her more than she had ever been before. What if he made her pregnant? She would do almost anything to keep him from violating her pussy. Even sucking his dick would be better than getting pregnant. One by one, she dropped her articles of clothing on the bathroom floor. He kicked them against the door behind him.
If she ate him, he might let her go, but all of her previous upbringing made it impossible for her to actually suggest such a thing. She shuddered at the thought. When she dropped her panties on the floor and stood there entirely naked, she covered her twat with her hands. He devoured her with his eyes. His right hand moved back to his penis and he continued to stroke it. "Have you ever been cornholed?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
"I don't know what that is." Her voice trembled.
He laughed. "Fucked in the ass! Have you ever been fucked up your butt?"
Ann shook her head in horror at the thought. Her asshole quivered. She looked at his turgid pole and knew it would rip her ass apart if he tried to penetrate her rectum with it. It was much too huge to enter her there. Her heart raced with fear.
"No! You can't do that!"
The lascivious smile left his face. Before she knew what was happening he had spun her around and twisted her arms behind her back until she was forced to lean back against him in fear, her arms would be ripped from her shoulders. The pain brought tears to her eyes.
His voice growled into her ear. "I've raped a lot of women and I always get by with it. Do you want to know why?"
He released one of her arms and slid his hand around in front of her and up to her breasts. "Because I always pick women who are afraid. Cowards. That's what you are. You're afraid to tell anyone. Especially the police. They'll question you. Make you sign statements. People will find out you've been raped. You're such a coward you're even afraid of that."
His cruel fingers began pinching and scratching her nipples still tender from the mauling Ralph had given them. Despite all of her will, Ann felt the stirring of desire tingling within her breasts. Was he right? Would she let this continue because she was so afraid of having anyone associate a degrading sex act with her? She knew it was true. If she didn't stop it now, she knew she would never be able to force herself to go to the police. And certainly she would not be able to tell anyone at the Welfare Department. Somehow she must stop it now.
"What is your first name?" she demanded, fighting the pain in her shoulder and the growing arousal in her breasts.
"Jesus. Why? Did you think I wouldn't tell you? I already told you my last name and who I was."
"I'll turn you in to the police," she bluffed. But he only laughed at her. His fingers dug into her breasts, squeezing them and stretching them until she cried out with pain.
"Please stop!"
"Are you going to turn me in to the police?" he asked mildly.
When she hesitated about answering, he squeezed her breasts again. "No. No," she said, unable to keep tears from running down her face. "I won't tell anyone, but please don't hurt me. I don't want to be fucked. I'm afraid. You'll hurt me."
"I will if you don't do everything I say." He released his hold on her other arm. Reaching around in front of her, he cupped both of her breasts in his hands, this time massaging them in a sensuous, rotating motion that soon began to bring response from her. Passion started coming alive in Ann's body, working its way up from her pussy and ass to her breasts. Slowly fear began to subside and need to take its place.
"Be easy with me," she pleaded. "Don't do it in my bottom."
"I'll do as I want." His hands caressed her body down to her twat. His fingers raked through her hair and parted her pussy lips. He dug into her tender cunt with the fingers of both hands, giving no heed to her sensitivity. He stabbed first three and then four fingers deep into her vagina. Ann could not keep from crying out with the pain. "See I give pain or I give pleasure. Like this."
He withdrew his fingers from her wet cunt, gently drew one finger up to her clit, and began rubbing her slick cunt juices over it in such a sensuous manner that her love node sprang almost instantly to full erection. Juice flowed in slick drops down her thighs. He rubbed her wetness into her hair.
"Bend over and hold onto the edge of the tub," he ordered. He pushed her head forward with his left hand and nudged the inside of both of her ankles with the sides of his right foot. "Spread your legs."
"Please, not in my ass," she begged, but she took the position he ordered. She turned her head to watch what he did behind her. He placed both hands on her hips and began poking his stiff rod into her crotch, letting it slide along the slit of her pussy and drawing it back, and letting it slide up the crack of her ass. He kept a motion going that soon lubricated his entire cock with her cum juice. The friction of his steaming rod on her pussy and ass felt pleasant and soothing. In fact, each time the head of his cock nudged her anus the feeling was distinctly sensual. She began to relax a little more. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad after all. Still she kept her asshole tightly contracted at the fear he would ram it viciously into her hole at any moment.
Instead of that, however, he surprised her by dropping down to his knees behind her and spreading the cheeks of her ass with his fingers. He pressed his face into her crack and began bathing the inside of her butt with his tongue, bathing her with his saliva and sucking away the juices that had come from her cunt. As he sucked at her ass, the humiliation she had felt about exposing herself to him in such a position began to go away. She gave in to the stroking of his tongue. She even wished he would stick the tip of it directly into her hole. She had never dreamed that anyone would want to lick her there. Lowering her head, she looked at him between her legs. His cock throbbed in a pulsating motion as he continued bathing her ass with his tongue.
He reached around her left hip and stroked her vulva with his finger tips, sending sensuous surges of passion flowing through her loins. She had never experienced such an erotic sensation from her anus and pussy at the same time. The feeling overwhelmed her and she closed her eyes and allowed a sigh to escape her lips.
"Ohhhhhhh ... that feels good." His licking and sucking stopped and she felt his hands release her body. She opened her eyes to see what he was doing. Between her spread legs she saw him on his hands and knees by the toilet, but she could not see what he was fiddling with since the toilet blocked her view. She heard a metallic click and then he was back at her asshole, licking and sucking her again and stroking her cunt. She closed her eyes again and gave in to the feeling burning through her body.
"Do you like this, Ann," he slurred wetly into her ass. "Or do you want me to stop."
Ann shuddered. He couldn't stop now. It felt too good. "No. Lick me. Suck me. Ohhhh... it feels so good." She was rewarded by his renewed enthusiasm. He stroked the insides of her pussy lips, spreading her swollen flesh with his fingers and penetrating the hot crater of her cunt. He began finger fucking her in a rhythmic motion that soon brought her dose to an explosive climax.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She squirmed her hips into his face. "Don't stop!" She pleaded.
His tongue moved from the center of her ass and he began bathing the twin succulent globes of her buttocks, licking them and nibbling on her quivering flesh like he was feasting on honey. His tongue worked its way to the top of her ass and began moving up her spine. Ann realized that he had stood up and was bent over her with one hand still fucking her pussy and his other hand playing with his own sex organ. Then she felt something hot and soft pressed against her asshole. He was going to penetrate her rectum!
She did not have time to prepare herself for the pain. She had so given in to the sensation of pleasure that when his stiff rod tore into the cavity of her butt, it took her by surprise. She screamed and tried to wriggle away from him but he had her pinned with his arms. She could not escape the truncheoning of his hard lance burning its way with complete abandon into her body, pushing aside the walls of her sensitive rectal canal and burying itself to the very hilt of its shaft in her helpless ass. She felt like her rear would be torn apart by the invasion. Her ass was filled to the point of bursting with his hot, throbbing cock.
Holding her tightly, Jesus centered his attention on her pussy, leaving his cock buried deeply in her ass, he massaged her cunt lips and stabbed his fingers expertly into her vaginal canal, working them in and out in a sensuous cadence that soon overcame the pain and she was once more squirming back against him, her need for sexual release paramount in her mind. Keeping the rhythm going with his fingers, Jesus began moving his hips slowly to the same beat, forcing his cudgel back and forth in her tight asshole.
At first his cock burned her and felt like it was ripping her flesh but after a few strokes she began to relax her muscles and let his thick organ slip wetly within her. The burning pain became a warm glow that added to the sensation of her cunt. She felt herself being drawn closer and closer to the point of explosion. She would have never believed it possible that she would enjoy having a man's huge cock rammed up her ass, but she was enjoying it. Oh, dear. God, what kind of a woman was she?
Jesus' breathing became raspy gasps for air and she knew he was also growing close to climax and would soon be shooting a load of cum into her ass. Ann became lost in the burning sensations of her own body. Her head reeled and black specks danced in front of her eyes as her heart pumped blood hotly into her loins. She was going to cum.
Ann's body lurched spastically as her orgasm took complete control of her body. She heard Jesus cry out as he exploded his cum into her churning rear. Ann's ass sucked up his cum greedily and saliva dripped from her open mouth as over and over; her climax shook her body.
Finally when the intensity of her release began to subside, Ann felt drained and exhausted. She felt Jesus' cock shriveling within her as his erection drained away with his cum. He pulled his flaccid organ from her ass with a moist sucking sound and stepped back away from her. Ann sank to the floor and leaned against the tub. Her arms and wrists ached from holding herself up for such a long time. She inhaled deep gulps of air, her breasts rising and falling heavily. She felt some of his cum seeping out of her asshole and onto the bathroom floor.
Now that it was over, she felt violated and ashamed of the wanton way her body had taken charge of her and made her cry out with passion while she was being raped by a man she had known less than twenty minutes. Tears came to her eyes and she tried to blink them back. How could she have acted that way? Why had she not somehow stopped him from doing what he did to her? But she knew that really there had been no way she could have stopped him. But she had enjoyed it. The least she could have done was remained passive. Let him take his lust out on her but not enjoy it. She shivered with shame and humiliation.
Jesus began putting on his clothes calmly. She watched him from the floor, her fear coming back. What would he do with her now? She still had to renew the welfare case. How would she be able to face Jesus' brother and sister-in-law when they came back? Or the children? She drew herself into a fetal position on the floor, wishing somehow she could start the day all over and that none of the things that had happened to her would happen. But it was useless. She had to face reality. They had happened and she would have to carry on.
She straightened her shoulder and drew herself up to sit on the edge of the tub, keeping her thighs together to hide herself and cupping her breasts with her hands. She was too ashamed to even reach for her clothes while he was in the room. But when Jesus finished dressing, he did not leave and allow her to get dressed in privacy. He stood with his hands on his hips, staring down at her, leering and waiting for her to move.
"You can't hide behind your hands and thighs forever," he said, smiling. "I've fucked your ass. I can watch you get dressed. Unless, of course, you want to stay naked all day. It's all right with me either way."
Humiliated, Ann began gathering up her clothes from the floor. She had to crawl naked around him to reach all of them where he had kicked them against the door. That's when she saw the small tape recorder on the far side of the toilet. "What's that?" she demanded, knowing perfectly well what it was.
"I told you I was going to fix it so you would provide welfare for me and my brother's family without bothering us all the time, didn't I? Well, that tape recorder is how I'm going to do it." He chuckled and rubbed his crotch up and down. "You didn't think just fucking you would do all that for me, did you? No, it takes proof that you not only fucked me, but that you liked it and wanted me to keep doing it." He bent over and picked up the recorder. "I have it all down on tape. Not the first part of our conversation, of course, only the law part. The part where you started begging me to keep fucking you. Do you want me to play it back for you to hear?"
Ann's lips quivered and her hands shook. She shuddered at the thought of hearing the vile things she had said when passion had taken control of her body. "No! Don't play it back. Give it to me." She reached out her right hand frantic for the recorder, but he held it back away from her.
"Not so fast. First we must take care of that business you came to see my brother about. Only this time you will add a couple more kids to the family and maybe even a Grandmother or two so that we can get a little more money. Do you agree?"
Ann drew back, her hands again covering her naked breasts. "I can't do that and you know it. It's illegal."
"Illegal? I don't know anything about that. I only know I am a poor unemployed laborer who needs help from the Welfare Department. The way I see it, it would be in your best interests to provide me with everything I need. Don't you agree?"
"No. I can't do that. You don't understand. I can't lie. If I got caught I could go to jail for fraud myself."
Jesus' eyes became cold, cruel slits in his face. "If you don't do what I tell you, I'll make a lot of copies of this and send it to everyone at the Welfare Department. I'll find out the address of your parents and friends and see that they all get copies of this tape. How would you like that?"
Ann gasped with shock at what he threatened. Something like that could kill her parents. They would disown her. It was too awful to even think about. This time she could not stop the sobs that racked her body nor did she bother to try to hide the tears that streamed down her face. What could she do?
"Get dressed," Jesus said. "I want to watch you."
Ann sat on the edge of the tub, humiliated and ashamed. She separated her panties from the pile on the floor and slipped them up her legs. She stood up to pull them over her hips. She kept her eyes on the floor as one by one she picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on. When she was dressed, she picked up her brief case and looked at the door as though ready to go.
"Put the brief case back down," Jesus said. "I just said to get dressed. I didn't say we were going anywhere. I just wanted to look at you again dressed," he said, stepping between her and the door. He leered at her like he had originally at the front door. "But now that I see you dressed, I like you better naked."
"What?" Ann quivered. She stepped back. She felt more of his hot, sticky cum dripping out of her asshole, gluing her panties to her tender crotch. Her cunt quivered. "What now?!"
Chapter Three
Jesus turned to the bathroom door and unlocked it but left it closed. He turned back to face her and leaned back against the door. He stuck his hands in his pants pockets and let his eyes feast on her. It was as though she were already naked. "Take your clothes off," he said.
Ann could not believe her ears. She thought it was over with. That she would be able to go now. She could have come back when the rest of the Lopez family was there. Then she would have been safe. "No, please! Let me go! I'll come back when I can fill-in the forms."
"We're going to fill-out those papers right now," Jesus said, "Take off your clothes."
"I don't need to take off my clothes to write," Ann pleaded foolishly, but already setting her brief case back on the sink. She flinched back against the tub; her fingers twirled nervously with the buttons of her blouse.
Jesus' voice grew threatening. "Un-do 'em."
Quickly, Ann's fingers began repeating steps she had taken only a moment ago. She unbuttoned the blouse and began removing her clothes. This time however, she took each item off in order and folded it carefully. The delay was her protest and she determined to hold her body as erect as possible and not cower under his gaze though she could not muster up the nerve to flash him a defiant look yet. Her shoes she placed against the tub. Her jacket, blouse, pants, bra and panties went on top of the brief case. Naked, she crossed her wrists at her crotch, but continued to defiantly hold her shoulders erect though she kept her eyes on a small square of dirty bathmat on the floor.
"Look at me puta," he ordered.
She looked up fearfully. "Let me go please!"
Jesus chuckled. "Get out the forms."
Ann did as she was instructed. She sat on the edge of the tub, her brief case on her knees, and completed her forms as he dictated them to her. He added a grandmother, a grandfather, and a third child to the case. Ann wondered if the father, mother, and first two children existed either. She asked him.
His eyes were watching her breasts as usual when she looked at him. But he spoke to her eyes. "I can produce anyone you like. Do you want to verify this by seeing the people or do you want to take my word for it and just sign the papers yourself and see that the check gets here on time each month?"
"I'm supposed to see people and the father and mother are supposed to sign the forms. I can't sign them myself!"
An evil smirk crossed Jesus' face. "That's good because the father wants to see you right now." The bathroom door opened and another man filled the doorway. Ann jumped in shock. Her fingers went to her mouth, trembling.
"Who are you," she asked. Fear crept through her body, racing her pulse and chilling her naked skin.
The man's voice was even deeper and more commanding than Jesus'. "I'm the father, Jose." His laugh was sinister. "I'm here to prove myself to you!." He laughed again. Then he began removing his clothes while Ann stared horror struck.
First a torn blue work shirt which he pulled off over his head went on the floor. When he unbuckled his pants, he removed a thick black belt with a heavy brass buckle from them and laid it across the closed lid of the toilet. He dropped his levis on the floor and kicked them off with his feet. He wore no underwear. His shoes came off with his pants. Reaching down, he pulled off his socks and threw them on top of the pile. His cock, at least seven inches long, stood as erect and hard as that of a stallion.
He walked into the room, his organ wagging in front of him. "Get in the tub," he ordered.
Ann obeyed him instantly. Never had she been so afraid. Earlier with Jesus she had at one point almost lost control of her bladder. Now she did completely. She had no sooner stepped in the tub than pee began to run humiliatingly down her thighs and into the tub. Both men began to laugh when they saw it. Ana turned her back to them and hunched her shoulders forward in shame.
The men did not give her very long to feel sorry for herself. Before she knew what was happening they had grabbed each of her arms and tied them with two pieces of rope Jose took from one of the cupboard shelves. They pulled the ropes tightly and jerked her arms over her head and dragged her under the shower nozzle. They tied her wrists securely to the pipes and stepped back. Both men made appreciative noises at the way Ann's shapely breasts jiggled provocatively as she twisted helplessly in front of them.
Jose's shoulders were broader than Jesus' and his stomach was flat with rippling muscles. His smile showed two gold teeth that gleamed under his large mustache. He picked up the belt from the toilet seat and stepped into the tub with Ann. Standing in front of her, he eyed her body appreciatively. He reached out with his left hand and traced a finger down her face and neck and under her arm pit. Ann squirmed at his touch as though his finger was burning her skin.
Touching the tips of Ann's nipples with the first finger of each hand, Jose chuckled at her helplessness and fear. He flicked her nipples back and forth, watching them grow erect and puckered, the pink aureoles turning dark as her sensitive nerves ordered blood to begin engorging her breasts and swelling them like firm melons, ripe and tasty. He circled the mountainous succulence of her boobs as though establishing a territory to invade.
Ann tried to control her fear, to stop the spasmodic hissing of her breath, to stand calm before him, but it was impossible. So great was her fear that she felt blood running down her chin where her teeth were clamped so tightly on her lower lip. She twisted herself under the nozzle, turning so her stomach faced the wall and he could not so easily toy with her breasts. She felt his hands on her back now, tracing lines down her spine and pinching the flesh of her buttocks. Her thighs and calves were squeezed and probed as though she were a slave on an auction block being offered for inspection and sale.
When his hands began exploring between the cheeks of her ass, Ann tried to keep her muscles clamped as tightly together as possible. Laughing, he smacked her soft white fleshy asscheeks soundly with a steady smacking until she relaxed and let them go flaccid, the meaty globes parting to his probing hands. Tied helpless the way she was, she could not keep any part of her body private from him. She was at his mercy and she knew it. Jose showed no consideration for her feelings. He stabbed a dry finger suddenly into the center of her asshole. The pain shot through Ann's body like a knife and she screamed out against the attack on her violated rectum.
Jose ignored her and thrust his finger as deeply into her squirming hole as he could, burying his finger up to the middle of his knuckle. "Do you like that?" He curled his finger into a hook and began slowly to pull her hips back and forth with his painful and punishing digit. Ann was tied to the shower so tightly and high that only the tips of her toes could reach the tub to take some of the pressure from her wrists. Now as Jose jerked her about with his finger in her ass, even her feet were pulled from under her.
"Stop!" she pleaded. "Please! Stop. I can't stand it!" |
Jose pushed Ann against the wall with his left hand on the center of her back and his right hand, a finger in her ass and his belt around his thumb, until her breasts were mashed painfully into the tile and her bush jammed against the sharp edge of a soap holder. "I stop when I want to," he said, bending slightly over, straightening his finger to a dagger in her ass, and pointing directly into the center of her bowels. He began pumping his finger viciously into her burning hole like pistons running at full speed. "Take that, and that, and that, and that," he grunted.
Ann's pubic mound was slammed again and again against the hard tile as he ravaged her rectum with his finger. She screamed for mercy but her words had no effect. She thought her insides would be ripped out, that her tender hole would be shredded by his savagery. Her feet slipped uselessly on the slippery floor of the tub and all her weight hung from the shower as she was whipped back and forth against the wall. "Stop! Stop!" She begged.
Jose curled his finger again in her rectum and lifted her by her rear from the wall, dangling her by her arms till her head fell forward and her breasts swung under her like two huge pendulums. Holding her miraculously up in the air with the strength of a Samson, Jose moved around to her side and with his left hand began slapping his palm against her softly rounded stomach. The first blow knocked the wind from her lungs. Her abdomen contracted against the blows. Slap! Slap! The sound of her flesh being punished vibrated around the walls of the small bathroom.
Just as suddenly as he had begun the punishment, Jose stopped it. His hands changed from weapons to instruments of pleasure. He removed his fingers from her anal cavity and let her feet rest in the tub. He turned her around by her lush hips till she faced him, her back pressed against the wall. He moved close to her and drew his hands slowly up from her hips to her breasts, cupping them and hefting their heavy succulence in his palms.
Tears of pain, fear and shame streamed down Ann's cheeks. Her breathing was erratic and strained. She watched him caressing her soft, naked flesh with dazed eyes. Her stomach stung from the slapping and her ass felt like it had been seared by a branding iron. And despite the fact that her breasts were being massaged sensuously, she feared that at any moment his touch would turn vicious again and that he would squeeze and torture them as he had the other parts of her body. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see what he was doing to her.
His palms moved down to her stomach and began caressing the reddened skin. Slowly the pain began to go away. Her breathing became more regular. With her head hanging down in front of her, she opened her eyes again and watched the movement of his hands below her breasts. His fingers worked their way to the triangular patch of dark hair covering her pubic mound. He raked through the curls and into the swollen, moist lips of her vulva. With his belt still held in his right hand, Jose began drawing the buckle up and down over her cunt, going from the top of her mound all the way between her legs along her perineum to the beginning of her buttocks. "Do you like the feeling of the belt?" he asked.
"I don't like this at all! Please let me go!"
Jose stepped back as though he had been insulted. "What? You don't want me to prove myself to you. But I heard you telling my friend Jesus that you wanted to see me. You said you even had some papers you wanted me to sign. Is that not true now?" He wrapped the belt around his fist so that the buckle was in his palm and about eighteen inches of the leather hung free. "Do you want me to prove even more of myself to you?"
"Oh God! No!" Ann felt the hair at the nape of her neck prickling with fear. "Don't use that belt on me! I'll do anything you say! I'll even sign the papers myself if you'll let me go!"
"Of course, you'll sign the papers! I never for a moment thought you were serious and actually wanted me to sign them, but the question now is do you want me to prove myself to you some more?"
Ann glanced at Jesus who was sitting on the toilet seat calmly watching the proceedings as though he were watching a television show. She looked back at Jose who held the belt threateningly. "You don't have to prove anything to me!" She said trembling. "I told you I'd do anything you ask! Just untie me and let me go!"
Jose drew back the belt and lashed it against her naked side without much enthusiasm. The belt stung her skin slightly and she jumped with the surprise of it. "Are you sure you don't want me to work you over a little with the belt? I dig whipping scenes," He lashed out with the belt two times more, leaving a red mark on her opposite side and across the stomach. "See how much fun it can be?" His cock seemed to rear its purple head into an even more engorged state as his eyes feasted on the marks his belt had left on her soft white skin.
"Are you going to fuck her or just whip her?" Jesus asked.
Jose looked at Jesus and then back at Ann. "Which would you prefer?" He swung the belt back and forth in his hand, waiting for her answer as calmly as if he'd just asked her if she thought it was a nice day.
Ann twisted in frustration at her bindings. "Neither!" she screamed. "Just let me go!" Her arms ached from her position and her fingers were numb from lack of blood. If she could only lower her arms for just a little while. She had reached the point that she didn't very much care what they did to her as long as they would get it over with and let her go. But she didn't want anymore pain. "Don't whip me please!" she pleaded.
"Ahhh, Jesus," her tormentor said, "she wants me to fuck her. You heard what she said. Turn the tape recorder back on. I'll ask her again to make sure what I heard was true." He waited for Jesus to do as he was told, then he said again, "You want me to fuck you, Ann?"
"No!" Ann shouted in frustration. "That's not what I said! I said I don't want you to whip me anymore!"
Jose's belt lashed out furiously. He began lashing her sides and hips and thighs until she danced like a puppet on a string in front of him, her breasts jiggling provocatively and her pelvis thrusting and churning in an effort to avoid his belt. When he stopped he was breathing deeply from his exertion. He inspected the criss-cross of red marks left by his belt. "Beautiful," he said. "I can keep this up all day. Now to whip those pretty breasts."
He aimed carefully and struck the left side of her left breast. Ann cried out as pain shot through her boob like it had been burned with a hot flame. Immediately she felt the stinging slap of his belt against the other side of her right breast. The force of the second blow spun her around and she pressed her breasts against the cold tile of the shower for protection. He began a steady, rhythmic rain of lashes across her buttocks, turning her tender cheeks red and causing her to writhe with muffled moans against the wall.
At first the whipping of his belt on her ass brought only pain, but as he continued the steady slaps of the leather, Ann felt the pain disappearing and a warm burning begin to spread through the flesh of her twin globes. The heat spread to her loins and began working its way up her body to mingle with the fever of her throbbing breasts.
Ann looked behind her and realized by the way Jose was swinging the belt that his intention was not to hurt her but to toy with her, to warm her backside to the point of tingling sensitivity. She felt each slap of the belt as a caress of fire on her buttocks. He began to aim for different parts of her body, working his way down from her reddened buttocks to her thighs, criss-crossing them the way her cheeks were, working a tattoo of lines up and down her legs, moving down to her calves until her feet danced in the tub, wanting the pain to stop yet feeling the excitement of his whipping in her loins. She felt ashamed the way her body responded to his expert handling of a leather belt. She had never realized before that a whipping could be so sensual.
Juice dripped from her cunt, moistening her lip and matting the pussyhair on her crotch. Brazenly she turned around and exposed her front to the tortures of his belt. He did not disappoint her. His belt flicked across her stomach, burned sensuously around the front of her thighs and worked up to her breasts to sting lightly across her nipples, sending her into spasms of pain and pleasure. Her moans spurred him on. Slap! Slap! "Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" She writhed helplessly, every inch of her body exposed to Jose's lust and Jesus' feverish eyes. Sweat ran from her naked white flesh in streams, the coating of perspiration giving her soft, velvety skin a glossy sheen.
Jose appeared to her as a huge sex demon, beating her with his belt, until all of her defenses were shredded from her and she was left with nothing but exposed nerves and a sexual fever that demanded release. Never before had she felt such a sexual stirring within her body. Until today her sexual needs had been unsatisfied for so long a time that she had almost forgotten what it was like to be stirred to such a feverish pitch of excitement. And now all that time was being made up for. Her need shocked her and shamed her. But she took pleasure from the fact that she knew she could not do anything about it, she was being forced to submit her body to the cruelties of the two men's bizarre needs.
Ann resigned herself to her fate and gave in completely to what was happening to her. She felt herself sinking into a deep pit of sexual degradation that she was innocent of initiating. But now that she was in it, she gave in to the feeling and allowed her sensual lust to build within her to the point of volcanic churnings of bubbling passion. Her hair, damp with her own sweat, clung to her heat-reddened face sexily. She cried out with need. "Fuck me! Please! Fuck me!"
Jose dropped his belt into the tub and approached her, his cock rigid and throbbing with passion, standing at attention like a huge cudgel. Ann looked at the weapon between his legs with yearning. If her arms were not tied helplessly above her head she would have grabbed his organ and fondled it with her hands and stuffed it in her mouth. Her mouth actually watered to suck it, to taste its rubbery texture and let it burn its way into her mouth and down her throat. She wanted to lick his sweaty balls and smell the heat coming from his passion. All humility and restraint was pushed aside with the hard, burning need coming from the very center of her being. She had to find release from the fever gnawing at the lips of her pussy and causing her body to shudder with unfulfilled passion.
Sticking the bulbous head of his thick rod into her crotch, Jose worked his head between her sticky-wet pussylips, letting her hot girly cum-juice lubricate his cock and run slickly down his shaft. He worked his hips back and forth, nudging his enflamed organ gently into the center of her vulva, poking deeper and deeper into her cavity of lust. His cock stretched her tender cunt to accommodate more and more of his swollen lance until half of it was buried in her pussy. And then with one quick lunge he sent the rest of his dick plowing into her body, pushing aside the pink membrane of her vagina until he reached the very center of her being and his cock head rammed hard against her cervix.
Ann groaned and spread her sweaty thighs as she lifted her lower legs and wrapped them around his hips, spreading herself even further and inviting him to penetrate her more deeply, begging to be filled with his cock and flooded with his hot cum. He thrust his hips into her, stabbing her with his tool and slapping her creamy buttocks with his strong calloused hands till they glowed bright red.
Over and over again he plunged into her body, letting his scrotum swing freely against her soft, white bottom. He buried his brown face in her neck and bit her creamy white skin with his teeth, licking and sucking like an animal.
He grabbed the round, meaty cheeks of her ass, slippery with her perspiration in both hands and dug his fingers into the hapless girl's sweaty flesh. Then he was lifting and lowering her body onto his tool by cupping her now tender bruised asscheeks. He was holding her pinned to his thrusting cock until she felt as though she were floating in air, suspended in time and space and that nothing existed other than his hot tool invading her body and filling her with his huge need and passion. She churned against him, meeting each thrust of his cock with a thrust of her own hips, loving it, begging for him to hurt her, to tear her body with the heat from his dick.
Lowering his head, Jose slurped at her white, milky breasts, licking them, hefting them up and pressing his nose and face into their bulk, breathing deeply of their heady, sweaty fragrance, sucking her nipples into his mouth and nipping her erect tits with his teeth.
Ann's breasts were slippery with her sweat and the rubbery nipples popped in and out of his hungry mouth as he bit, sucked and nipped at them cruelly. For Ann, she felt as though he were sucking her blood from her body, nursing and devouring her fat, white titties until there would be nothing left of them. Despite the pain and anxiety he was causing her, she thrilled to his cruel treatment and as her cunny clutched his thick shaft embedded inside her belly, she arched her back more, pressing her twin white mounds of tit-flesh into his face even more.
"Yes! Yes," she cried. "Bite me! Eat me! Fuck me!"
Jose reached up with his right hand and untied her wrists from the shower. He held her in his arms as though she weighed nothing. With one hand at the nape of her neck and his other hand holding her ass, he lowered her to the edge of the tub side and placed her on her back on it, precariously balanced. Straddling the tub's edge himself, Jose ground his hips into her roughly, forcing his stiff rod in and out of her tender pink pussy with the fever and power of a piston.
Ann's arms hung uselessly down her sides. They felt numb and lifeless. As Jose continued thrusting his cock into her pussy, blood began to rush into her hands and arms and slowly she felt them coming to life as though a thousand tiny needles were being stabbed into them. Her cunt burned with life. She struggled to lift her arms to Jose's head. Finally she managed to get her fingers in his hair and pull his head to her breasts. He nursed at her cleft, licking the insides of her breasts and chewing her tender flesh. She guided his mouth to her nipples and felt his tongue bathing them hotly. She knew at any moment she would explode into a climax greater than any she had ever experienced before.
His swollen cock plunged with increasing fervor in and out of her pussy. She felt that he too was close to reaching that brink of fury that would result in an explosion of such intensity as to burn her insides with his boiling cum. She arched her hips against him, struggling to reach the crest and plunge herself into the abyss beyond. Faster and faster she ground herself upwards in a frantic attempt to get the release she so desperately needed. Over and over she humped herself against his body, feeling his cock stiff, thick, and burning in her slippery, gooey honey-box. She clawed at his shoulders, biting her lower lip to keep from screaming out.
"Oh God! I'm close!" she cried. "I'm close to cumming!" She churned wantonly in lustful abandon, her shapely white body wriggling and moving frantically beneath the masterful brown body atop her, to satisfy her need. Faster and faster her hips ground up at him and gratefully she felt his own body responding and matching her thrusts with even greater and more powerfully savage thrusts of his own. Together they plunged and clawed at each other's bodies, both emitting cries of delight and increasing passion until finally release was the only thing left.
Their explosive climax's came at the same time, blasting through their bodies like the eruption of a giant volcano. Teeth clenched, bodies vibrating, they gasped out their cries of relief.
"I'm cumming! O God I'm cumming!" Ann shrieked as she felt Jose's hot cum shooting into her hot, clasping pussy in stream after stream of viscous fluid, flooding her cunt and running down the sweaty, juicy crack of her ass to drip onto the edge of the tub Her slickly-wet pussy sucked at his cock, her cunt muscles milked his organ for it's cum. She raked his back with her nails, her heels pounding at his buttocks, spurring him to continue the motion of his savage lancing in and out of her cunt. Her body shuddered convulsively, a helpless slave to it's unleashed lust.
And finally, spent, they sagged in limp relief on the edge of the tub, Ann's arms dropping helplessly on either side of her as Jose allowed her to relax, his head falling onto her heaving breasts, his thick, half erect cock slipping wetly out of her cunny with a wet sucking sound. Slowly the passion drained away.
With her passion satisfied and the ebbing away of her sexual climax, shame began to seep back into Ann's mind as the realized the awful way she had responded to her tormentors. She looked away from them toward the back of the shower stall. How could she have behaved in such a way? She felt his limp cock, now, having pulled itself slowly from her juicy cunt, resting wetly on her soft belly, still semi-hard and leaking man-cum. More cum drained from between her sticky pussylips to ooze between her thighs into the crack of her ass and onto the tubs edge in a soupy pool.
He still rested on her soft, sweaty body and she felt his weight becoming more and more oppressive. Timidly she reached up and pushed at his shoulders with her hands, but he did not move from her. She wanted to cry, but resolutely she blinked back her tears. She still had a job that somehow she had to get accomplished.
Jose sat up finally and looked at her still laying on her back on the tub's edge. He looked at her pussy, open and wet and covered in his cum with amusement. A thick stream of their combined cum, seeped out of her pink twat steadily. He smiled and reached down with his fingers and began spreading the milky substance into her pussy hair and up over her fat cunt-mound till her curls were covered with the sticky fluids.
He stood up and straddled her body, his cock and balls swinging above her breasts. Cum dripped thickly from his penis onto her neck and chin. When she tried to turn her head away to avoid it, he slid his legs farther apart, lowering his sex to just inches from her face and reached down and grabbed his organ with his right hand and began milking the remaining drops of cum from his cock onto her face.
She could not get away from him and so she had to lie there while he milked globs of cum onto her face and lips. He made her open her mouth and catch a thick gob of seed on her tongue. At first she hesitated, but when he drew back his right hand as though to slap her, she quickly opened her mouth and extended her tongue to receive his seed. Totally cowed and submissive to them by now, she swallowed the jism and licked her lips at his order. Finally, when there was no more cum left in his cock, he wiped the globs of spilled cum from her cheeks and her nose and chin around to her lips and ordered her to lick it into her mouth with her tongue. Snaking out her tongue quickly, she began licking the drops of cum into her mouth and swallowing it down her throat.
He lowered his moist, sweaty, pussy-coated cock down to her lips and ordered her to suck him clean. She opened her mouth and allowed him to plop his large, wet penis into her mouth. She sucked it the way he ordered her to do, swallowing the mixed moisture of his cum, sweat and the thick juices from her pussy. She was then made to lick his scrotum and balls until they were as clean as his cock and the only moisture on them came from the saliva of her mouth.
When he was satisfied with the way she had sucked him and cleaned his balls, he stepped back, still straddling her and said, "Now how about our welfare check? Do you have all the information you need?"
Ann trembled. She did not have the nerve to say no. But she was also afraid to go to her supervisor and tell him what had happened and let him take it from there. They were defrauding the Welfare Department out of all the checks they had gotten in the past and it would be fraud if she continued to let more checks be delivered to their house. She didn't know who she could turn to for help. In the past she had always depended on her husband when situations came up that she didn't know what to do about, but this was something that she didn't know if even he could help her with it even if he would. And the tape recorder. They had everything she had said, even the sounds of the sex act, on tape. And, of course, they would erase the part where she said she didn't want to be fucked and only keep the part that made her look like a nymphomaniac.
Jesus spoke up from where he sat on the toilet seat. "She seems to be hesitating, Jose. Maybe she's not sure what she's going to do about our check even after what we just put her through. Maybe she needs more convincing?" His smile turned up on only one side of his face. His right hand reached down between his legs and he massaged his crotch the same way Ann had seen him do before. "I wouldn't mind sticking my cock up her ass if that would convince her to see things our way."
Jose growled from above her. "Maybe she does need more convincing. What do you say, bitch? Have you seen enough of our family to give us the welfare checks or not?"
Ann was shocked at her answer. Where the nerve came from to say what she did she did not know. "I can't give you a welfare check because I don't believe you have a family. I don't even believe that you are who you say you are. I think you are lying to me and I'd be just as guilty of fraud as you if I allowed the checks to keep coming here in the mail," As soon as she finished talking, she wished that she had not said what she did. The look that passed between the two men sent chills of fear racing up and down her spine. Naked and defenseless, she knew her torment had only just begun.
Chapter Four
Jose stepped over Ann and stood outside the tub looking down at her. For a moment he just stared at her while she held her breath afraid to move. Then he lifted his right foot and pushed her unceremoniously into the tub. "You need a bath," he said, leaning over her, turning the water on and lifting the lever that caused the water to come out of the shower nozzle instead of the faucet. "You stink of sweat and sex puta!"
He moved back so the water did not splash on him. The water showering down on her was cold at first but soon it turned to hot, burning her skin red. She scooted as far away from the spray as possible but there was no place in the tub she could get that the water didn't reach her naked body. She cowered on the bottom of the cold tub. When the water turned so hot that she feared her skin would blister, she began to yelp and made a frantic effort to get out of the tub but Jose pushed her back again with his foot.
"You're not going anywhere. We have plans for you gringa slut. Get back in there! Wash your filthy twat!"
"It burns!" she pleaded, blinking water from her eyes. She tried a second time to stand up and get out of the tub, but again Jose pushed her back with his foot. "If you don't let me out I'll be scalded!" She cried.
Jose and Jesus laughed at her. "A little water never hurt anyone," Jesus said from the toilet seat. He rested his chin on his hands and eyed her thrashing, shapely white body appreciatively. "What are we going to do with her now, Jose?" he asked. "I would like for her to suck my dick."
"Suck your own dick," Jose snapped. "I have something else in mind for her. Maybe I'll fuck her in the ass."
"I already did that," Jesus said, pouting that Jose would not let him have Ann suck his dick.
Ann shuddered at the thought of having a cock as big as Jose's rammed up her ass. It had been bad enough to accommodate Jesus' let alone try to suffer through the pain of having one the size of Jose's inside her. The water coming from the shower did not burn as much as before as her body became numb to the stinging heat of the spray. Slowly the water began to fill the tub. Already her legs were covered by water. The closed bathroom filled with steam and the mirror over the sink fogged over.
The hot water began to ease the kinks that had developed in her muscles from so long a period of time being tied to the shower and in an uncomfortable position on the edge of the tub. She spread her thighs a little to let some of the hot water reach her pussy and begin to ease the tension there as well and to clean some of the cum from her pussy hair and the insides of her pussy. Actually the hot water felt good to her now and she delighted in the reprieve from her tormentors. She reached behind and under her with her right hand and encouraged the water to clean her bottom, working her fingers into the crack of her ass and massaging her tender asshole as more of the cum from Jose and Jesus oozed from the crevices of her body.
"Maybe we'll both fuck her at the same time," Jose said, caressing his soft cock with the palms of both hands. "She'll like that. You can fuck her pussy and I'll fuck her asshole."
Jesus chirped in quickly. "And she can suck both of our cocks to get them hard, okay?"
Jose smiled. "Okay." He let go of his cock which was already semi-rigid and placed his hands on his hips. "But first we'll watch her take a bath." Jose looked at the level of water in the tub. It came up to just below Ann's breasts. Jose leaned over and turned off the spray. "Bathe yourself." he ordered. When Ann did not respond quickly enough for him he grabbed her by the hair at the nape of her neck and forced her head forward under the water, holding her in that position until Ann thought surely he would drown her.
When he let go of her head, Ann sat up gasping for air, water streaming down her face, her eyes wide with fright. Her breasts heaved with the frantic breathing of her lungs. Jose tossed a bar of soap into the water and Ann picked it up as fast as she could and began working up a lather between her hands. She rubbed the soap up her arms and over her shoulders and under her arm pits, all the time fearing that some horrible thing would be done to her at any second. But they both teemed to be content to watch her lathering her body with the soap. She washed her neck and then her face. Leaning forward to rinse the soap from her face and neck, she almost knew that when she tried to raise up again she would discover Jose was holding her under the water again, but it didn't happen. Her breasts were tender when she touched them with the soap. But it still it felt good to bathe them in the cold water.
Rising to her knees, she washed her stomach and lathered her pubic and backside, working the soap deeply into the crack of her ass and relishing the feeling of having the sticky cum free of her body. She sat back in the tub and reached between her legs and swished the water through the hair on her mound to remove the last of the soap. Finally she drew her legs up and washed her thighs and calves and feet. When she was through, she looked at them expectantly, hoping uselessly that they had changed their minds and were going to let her go.
"Now wash your hair," Jose demanded.
Ann complied quickly, using only the bar of soap. She worked the lather up in her hair and spent time massaging her scalp, knowing that when she was through the two men would have things in mind for her that would not be as easily completed. She leaned over a second lime and submerged her head under water to rid herself of the soap. When she straightened up this time, she found that Jose had stepped into the tub with her. She leaned back in surprise. "What?" she asked.
Jose bent down to his knees in front of her, his cock hanging even with her breasts. "Wash me just the way you washed yourself," he ordered. "And start with my cock."
Ann had no choice. Timidly she took his cock in her hands and began to bathe it with the soap, rubbing it with the bar and building a lather that she spread to his balls and into the hair of his crotch. His organ grew erect in her fingers and she could not keep from marveling at the length and thickness of it. She treated his balls with extra care in fear that she would hurt him and have to suffer the consequence of his anger. She cupped water in her palms to rinse the soap away. Carefully she washed the remainder of his body, missing nothing. She washed his hair last. When she finished bathing Jose, he stepped out of the tub and was replaced by Jesus.
She repeated the same procedure with Jesus as she had Jose except when she had finished washing his hair he ordered her to wash his cock a second time. His organ was already hard when she lathered it with soap. She stroked it sensuously, knowing that was what he wanted from her. Fingering the underside of his penis, she felt the blood surging hotly along his shaft and engorging his purple head to the bursting point. She used her left hand on his scrotum, massaging his balls gently in her fingers, watching with interest the rapture on his face as he closed his eyes and gave himself up to her administrations.
"Suck it," he ordered.
Ann obeyed. First rinsing the soap from his tool, she leaned forward and took the head of his cock in her mouth, toying with the underside of his warm penis with her tongue. She bobbed her head up and down, allowing his cock to stab at the back of her mouth. Finally she relaxed the muscles of her throat and forced his organ down into her throat, at first almost choking, but then gaining control and pumping her head up and down rhythmically until she was able to breathe on the out strokes and knew she could continue as long as necessary.
Out of the corners of her eyes, Ann saw Jose drying himself with a towel as she gave Jesus a blow job. When Jose finished drying himself, he walked calmly out of the bathroom. Ann continued sucking Jesus and stroking his balls with her fingers. A moment later, Jose returned to the room carrying something in his right hand. Ann could not see what it was with her face buried in Jesus' crotch, but with the first clicking sound she knew Jose was taking her picture.
Ann pulled her head from Jesus' cock and looked at Jose with horror. "No," she begged. "Don't take my picture doing this. Please!"
Jose growled at her. "Just keep sucking my brother's cock."
"No. Please." Ann did not have time to say more. Jesus grabbed her head and pulled her face back down to his organ and pressed his bulbous cock head between her lips. She tried to protest but with her mouth open to talk, Jesus rammed his stiff pole over her tongue and into her throat, this time gagging her until she choked and sputtered. But Jesus did not let go of her head and she was forced to swallow his throbbing manhood back down into her throat. Jesus churned his hips into her face, working his slick organ up and down in her throat. He twisted her head so that her face was turned toward the camera and all the time Jesus was raping her mouth with his cock, Jose took snapshot after snapshot.
Finally Jesus pulled her head from his pulsing tool. "It is hard enough. Suck Jose now while I take pictures." He stood up and stepped out of the tub, water running down his legs.
Instead of getting in the tub with her, however, Jose said, "I don't want to get wet again. Both of you dry yourselves off and come out into the living room. There is not room in here for both of us to fuck her at the same time anyway." He turned around and walked out of the bathroom, leaving them alone to do as he ordered.
Jesus tossed Ann a towel and watched while she stood up, stepped out of the tub and began drying herself off. When she was finished she was ordered to dry Jesus. All the time she rubbed and patted him with the towel he was stroking his cock with one hand and poking and pinching different parts of Ann's body with his other hand. He pinched her nipples when she stood in front of him, scratching them to tender erection and twisting them between his first finger and thumb. Only when she stood behind him to dry his back was she free from being mauled by his hands.
When they were both dry, Jesus pushed her out of the bathroom ahead of him, not letting her stop and gather up her clothes. Ann walked naked down the hall and into the livingroom. Jose lay on the couch with his legs spread, his right foot on the floor and his left foot resting on top of the back of the couch. "Now you can give me a blow job," Jose said, smiling and reaching down to his soft cock and wagging it at her like the tail of a dog. "It is waiting for you to suck. See how eager it is?"
Ann was repulsed and humiliated. The room was filthy and looked as though it had never been cleaned. Most of the windows had dark drapes drawn across them, but through the one window that was broken she could see that already it was getting dark outside. She had been held captive in the house for most of the afternoon. What would her supervisor think if she did not report back to the office before the day was over? But even as she asked herself the question, she knew that he would think nothing of it. There was no hope that he would be worried and send someone to investigate. Instead he would simply think that she had finished her business too late to get back to the office and had gone home.
She was completely at the mercy of the two men. There was nothing she could do to keep them from taking out their fill of lust on her body. Already she knew that she would be afraid to report them to the police or to anyone else. If any of the pictures they had taken were released, she would never be able to face anyone again. Her one chance would be if somehow between now and when they released her she could sneak the film from the camera and take it with her...
"What are you waiting for?" Jose demanded. "Get over here and suck my prick." He wagged it between his fingers again. Pointing to the end of the couch between his legs, he said, "Get on your hands and knees there and put my dick in your mouth." His voice left no doubt that if she didn't obey quickly, stronger means of encouragement would be used.
Ann shivered and approached the end of the couch. In order to reach his cock with her mouth, she would have to have her hands and knees on that couch in such a way that her ass would be sticking out over the edge of the arm rest. She knew what that would be like to Jesus who seemed to have an unusual fondness for sticking his penis in her ass.
Still, she had no choice in the matter. She moved slowly to the end of the couch and assumed the position she was told on her hands and knees. Jose put his fingers in her hair and pulled her head down between his legs, burying her face in the hair of his crotch. She smelled the soap she had used on him earlier and also the strong smell of his sex as already his organ began to grow large. He worked her face back and forth between his legs as though he were using her to dry himself. He pressed her nose and lips to his scrotum and balls. "Lick them," he ordered.
Ann knew better than to refuse. Timidly she stuck out her tongue and using its tip began to bathe his balls, tasting the hairy warmth of his scrotum. She licked the underside of his sac and traced a line along his perineum up to the tip of his growing, turgid pole. She sucked the head of his penis into her mouth and began flicking her tongue across the sensitive underside of it, feeling it grow and fill her mouth. She stabbed the tip of her tongue at the slit of his cockhead. Already, viscous fluid oozed from his cock and she tasted its rubbery saltiness.
As Jose guided her head and she sucked his organ to complete erection, she felt hands on her hips and then warm air blowing into the center of her rectum. She could not see behind her but she knew that Jesus had squatted behind her and was breathing into her ass. Then she felt his tongue licking the flesh of her cheeks, bathing her butt with his tongue the same way she was bathing Jose's cock, licking upward with strong strokes and nibbling at the tender skin. She arched her back more in order to spread her cheeks and make the center of her anus more readily available to his tongue.
She was not disappointed. Jesus' tongue began tracing a line from the bottom slit of her pussy up between the globes of her buttocks and across her asshole to the bottom of her back. Over and over again his tongue traced the same path, bathing her rear with saliva and causing her to squirm with the warm tickling sensation his tongue produced. His nose and tongue worked together to create a feeling of sensuousness as compelling as if he had been licking her cunt in the same way. She wiggled her behind in his face and at the same time continued to lavish attention on Jose's mammoth erection.
Ann sucked the tender underside of Jose's foreskin between her teeth and holding it captive began flicking her tongue across it in rapid butterfly strokes. Nibbling and sucking, she brought his cock to iron-hard attention. Sliding her hands up to Jose's balls, she lifted the flaccid sac and separated the two walnut-sized organs with her fingers and began massaging them carefully in her palms, squeezing them in a gentle milking motion. His moans of pleasure told her that she was doing things right.
Opening her mouth wider, she took more of his thick cudgel beyond her lips. Easing her throat muscles, Ann swallowed and felt his slick corona working its way into the canal of her throat. She pressed her face into his crotch, burying her nose in his hair and forcing his shaft all the way into her mouth. She kept her lips over her teeth until she reached the very bottom of his rod and then used her teeth for more sensitivity on the hair of his pubic and the upper skin of his scrotum. She felt his cock stretching the inner walls of her throat.
Ann twisted her head in a rotating motion and felt her throat nibbling circularly around his engorged cock. At the same time she felt the center of her anus being invaded by the tip of Jesus' tongue. She pressed her ass back against his face. His tongue was as stiff as an erect penis, poking and probing to work its way into her asshole.
Jesus' fingers stretched the cheeks of her ass apart and snorted his face as tightly into the valley of her ass as far as possible, darting his tongue in and out of her rectum as though feeding at a trough.
The stimulation of her mouth sucking a cock and her ass being fucked by a tongue caused the juices to flow in Ann's pussy. She felt her cum seeping between her lips and oozing down over her mound and into its triangular patch of hair. Her heart raced faster in her breasts. Her increasing need for oxygen caused her to pump her head up and down on Jose's shaft faster and faster, gulping air rapidly on each out stroke. Jose leaned forward above her, taking his hands from her hair and reaching beneath her to her breasts where he began clawing at the heavy flesh and twisting and tormenting her nipples.
Ann responded with moan, of pleasure as sexual passion grew to hot flames within her body. This time when Jesus stopped nicking at her asshole and stood up behind her, she welcomed the thought that he would next be inserting his cock inside her anus. She squirmed in anticipation. And then she felt his cock head pressing the muscles of her rectum, trying to work its way into the center of her bowels. She wiggled back against his cock, relaxing her muscles in encouragement. Like a hot flame, his tool plunged within her, ripping past her sphincter and tunneling deeply into her rectal canal.
Even though she had been expecting it, Ann gasped at its sudden explosion of pain searing through her ass. The pain lasted for only a moment, however, and then she felt the soothing sensation of his long easy strokes gliding in and out of her anus, lubricated by the saliva he had left at her entrance. She twisted and shook her hips, glorifying in the feeling that she was pinned helplessly to his cock. Each thrust of his hips forced her head against Jose's pubic and ramming his phallus deeply into her throat. She found that she had to do nothing to get stimulation at both ends of her body as Jesus continued to hump her from behind.
While a cock reamed in and out of her mouth and ass and fingers massaged and toyed with her breasts and nipples, Ann moved her left hand from Jose's balls and moved her fingers to his rectum. She continued massaging his scrotum with her right hand while her left began exploring the area of his butt. She could not reach all of his ass because of his position on the couch, but she could finger his puckered anus and half of each of his buttocks. Holding his balls out of the way, she stabbed her index finger into the beginning of his rectum. She felt his asshole quiver as she pushed past his clenched muscles and entered the canal of his ass. She started finger fucking him the way her own asshole was being invaded.
Behind her Jesus' fingers reached around her hips and began toying with the hair covering her mound and pussy. His fingers separated her lips and raked along the pink slit of her cunt, stretching and pulling at the delicate folds of her inner lips. His finger found the hard node of her clitoris and flicked it back and forth with his nail, driving Ann into a frenzy of sensations. While his finger continued manipulating her button, the fingers of his other hand doubled as a phallus and plunged their way into the cavity of her vulva, stretching the membranous walls to the bursting point.
Never before had Ann been fucked in her mouth, asshole, and pussy at the same time. With their cocks and fingers raping her body, Ann allowed herself to be carried away with the sensations of rapturous frenzy that reeled like electric shocks through her feverish flesh. Her head spun and blood pounded hotly in her loins. Her quivering flesh cried out for the blissful release of orgasm. Feeling shame at the sinful way her body responded to the perversion being perpetrated upon her, Ann tried to still the demands of her flesh, but it was useless so firm a hold did her need for release have upon her.
When her sexual tension had almost reached the point of climax, Jose pushed her head from his cock. He pushed her fingers from his ass and sat up, his cock hard and dripping with her saliva. Standing up, he lifted Ann by her shoulders until she was forced back in an upright position against Jesus, her ass still hooked with his cock. Jose grabbed her ankles and wrapped them around his waist and spreading her thighs, rammed his lubricated organ into the center of her pussy.
Ann cried out as his cudgel plowed up the furrow of her cunt, pushing aside her lips and filling her cavity of passion with his swollen rod. Holding her thighs for support with his palms, Jose bent his head to her breasts and began feasting on her mountainous twin globes. Jose and Jesus set up a see-saw pattern plummeting in and out of her cavities. While the cock in her pussy traveled inward and upward into the bubbling fire of her center, the cock in her anus withdrew and readied itself for another sensuous thrust into her squirming rear. Over and over, back and forth they worked on her body, giving no heed to anything other than the driving churning lust burning through their loins.
Jesus was the first to unleash his creamy load of cum, blasting his cock into her with a fury, he spurted his sticky fluid into her rectal canal, his hips churning, lost in the sensuous delight of ultimate release. As soon as Ann felt his hot cum splashing into her rectum, she exploded into frenzied spasms of her own orgasmic release. Her body shook and shuddered as though thunder vibrated through her churning flesh.
And finally Jose joined them, his cock blasting load after load of cum into Ann's cunt as though it were being shot from a cannon. Over and over his fluid seared the opening of her cervix, flooding her entire vulva with hot cum. The viscous mixture ran in thick globs from her pussy, smearing her thighs and dripping onto Jose's balls and scrotum. The three of them screamed and shuddered with the intensity of their orgasm.
At long last, when slowly their bodies began to return to normal, the two men allowed Ann to slide from their grasp to the floor. Jose flopped back down on the couch, his organ limp and wet. Jesus stood heaving in the middle of the floor. Again Ann became conscious of her nakedness and shame. She hung her head hoping that now, finally, everything was over and she would be allowed to leave.
But from the couch, she heard Jose growl. "And to think that the night is still young yet!"
Ann clasped her fingers to her mouth and wept.
Chapter Five
When the knock sounded at the front door, Ann immediately stopped crying and looked up. Both men looked toward the front door. Jose took the initiative and spoke first. "Who's there?" he demanded in his usual gruff voice.
"It's me, Mary," a soft female voice answered.
Ann stood up quickly, thinking the interruption might give her a chance to escape. But then she saw the two men exchanging smiles and the tension leave their shoulders. Jesus called out in a sing-song voice. "Come in, Mary."
The door opened and an attractive woman who appeared to be in her early thirties stepped into the livingroom. She wore a loose-fitting white blouse that made it obvious she did not wear a bra, a blue mini-skirt that covered only the barest few inches of the tops of her shapely thighs, and a pair of open-toed sandals. When she saw that they were all naked, her mouth dropped open and she started to back out of the door but Jesus leaped forward and blocked her, pushing the door shut with a flick of his right hand.
Jesus held Mary by her upper arm and turned her face to Ann. "Mother of my brother's children, I want you to meet your new welfare worker. Pretty, isn't she?"
"I'm not anyone's mother. Let me go, Jesus. I'm looking for my little brother, Ronnie. If he's not here, I don't want any part of what you're up to." She tried to shake loose of Jesus' grip but he held her too strongly. "And I don't have a welfare worker."
"You do now." Jesus twisted Mary's left arm behind her back and, holding it with his right hand, used his left to reach up and cup one of her large breasts in his palm. He hefted it up and down as though weighing it. "Nice," he said. "I'm glad you dropped by because this young lady here said she wanted to meet all the members of the Lopez family."
Mary's back was arched and she was forced to stand up on her toes to keep her arm from hurting too much. "I don't know any Lopez family," she said. "Now let me go. You're hurting me." Her eyes had a trace of fear in them and her voice shook slightly.
Jose spoke from the couch for the first time since
Mary came in. "Do you remember the picture I took of you a couple of months ago, Mary?" He hesitated until he saw her nod her head and then look away. "Then don't deny you are my wife. Tell the lady who you are."
Mary had blonde hair and blue eyes and it was obvious to Ann that she was not Mexican-American. Ann remembered from the case record that Maria Lopez was Mexican-American. Ann mentioned this to Jose.
He laughed at her. "Believe what you will. You'll see things my way." He sat up. "Maybe you just haven't seen my wife close enough yet." He turned to Mary. "Take off your clothes."
Mary sighed and a pained expression came on her face. "Not again. You promised you wouldn't do this to me anymore. I'm supposed to find Ronnie and take him home." She tried to push Jesus' hand from her breast but he twisted her left arm harder and she dropped her right hand to her side. "For God's sake, Jesus," she hissed between clenched teeth. "You're breaking my arm."
"I'll break more than that If you don't do what Jose says."
"How can I take my clothes off with you breaking my arm?"
Jesus let go of her and stepped back. Mary rubbed her arm, her lips pouting. Mary looked at Ann as though she were in on the plot against her. "Are you a lesbian?" she asked.
Shocked, Ann stepped back, her hands covering her pubic, and shook her head. The idea revolted her. "Of course not."
"Then what do you want from me? Are you paying them to watch or what?"
Jose did not give her a chance to answer "She wants to eat your pussy, Mary. Now get your clothes off before I think of something else for you to do.
Ann's heart began racing in panic. Her breath caught in her throat. My God! Were they going to make her do that? She started backing toward the hallway before she even realized she was trying to get away. After three steps backward she spun around and ran down the hall. The door to the right led into the bathroom. She saw two other doors, one at the end of the hall and one directly across from the bathroom door. No one was following her. She looked quickly into the door to her left across from the bathroom. It was a bedroom with no exit to the outside. She ran the remainder of the way down the hall and through the other doorway.
She stood in a second bedroom as small and dingy looking as the first. There was no door but there was a window. She reached to the window and looked out. The back yard was filled with trash and garbage. An alley separated the property from a vacant lot in which several boys were playing baseball. She started to push open the window and then realized with horror that she was still naked. She could see the headlines: Naked Welfare Worker Flees From House After Sexual Escapades.
Remembering her clothes were in the bathroom, Ann turned around just in time to see the nude back of Jesus walking away from her down the hall with her clothes tucked calmly under his right arm. She clenched her fists to her breasts and sank to her knees on the floor. What could she do? How long would her torture last? She turned and looked over her shoulder out the window again, wishing she was still as innocent as the children she saw playing in the field.
A moment later she regained control of herself and stood up, squared her shoulders, and padded back into the livingroom, resolving to face whatever lay before her. Mary had already removed her clothes and stood in the center of the room waiting for her. Ann could not keep from looking at her body so perfect was the shape of her breasts. If she was going to be forced to make love with a woman, she was thankful at least that the woman was as clean and attractive looking as Mary.
Jose stood up from the couch and pulled a fragile-looking coffee table to the center of the room. "Welcome back," he said. "Now stand on this." Ann did as she was told. "Spread your feet apart so each foot is next to the edge." When Ann had complied with his instructions, she felt the muscles of her inner thighs stretching tautly. Balanced precariously, she realized she would not be able to hold the position for long and that the slightest slip of either foot would send her crashing to the floor. Already she could feel the muscles in her thighs quivering.
Standing in front of her, Jose's face leered at her nakedness on a level with her waist. He reached both hands out to her legs and began stroking the creamy texture of her skin. His fingers traced a line from her knees and up the inside of her thighs to her pussy. He toyed with her clitoris for a moment, watching her face and laughing when the first hot flush of passion began turning her skin pink. "You like that, don't you, cunt?" He stuck his thumb into the center of her vulva. "But what will you think of yourself when you find you get just as turned on by another woman." His index finger poked at her anus, found the tightly puckered entrance and stabbed its way deeply into her rectal cavity. Holding her crotch like a bowling ball, he shook her roughly until she was forced to flay her arms like a windmill to keep her balance.
"Stop. Please," Ann cried. "You'll make me fall."
"Shut up and put your hands over your head. That's it. Keep your arms stiff and pointing straight up." He pulled her forward and back with a gentle rocking motion that caused her to sway like a sapling in a soft wind. Her breasts jiggled above her head. "Admit that you want Mary to eat your pussy."
Ann hesitated only until she felt his thumb and finger squeezing together in her vagina and anus. "Yes, yes," she said, "I do."
"Say it. You do what?"
"I want Mary to eat my pussy." Ann looked at Mary when she said it and saw that her face was flushed and that her right hand was buried in the hair between her legs, her fingers moving in a slow rhythmic circle.
Jose let go of her and sat down on the couch. "This is the deal," he said. "Keep your arms above your head the way they are now. As long as your arms are up, you're telling Mary you want her to suck you out. If you put your arms down, you're telling Mary you don't like her and that you don't want her to eat you." He spread his legs and began rubbing his cock and balls in anticipation of the coming show. "And if you tell her you don't want her to eat you, you'd better be prepared to take the consequence." He turned to look at Mary. "Start with her feet. You know what to do and you'd better make it good or it'll be your ass instead of Ann's."
Jesus sat on a foot stool near the coffee table; a lecherous grin spread across his face as Mary began her act. Moving both of her hands to her own breasts, Mary began massaging them and titillating her nipples to erection as she approached the coffee table slowly.
Ann watched Mary moving closer to her with mixed feelings of humiliation and excitement. Her arms were getting heavier and harder to hold up and her legs felt shaky. When Mary reached the front of the coffee table she got down on her knees and placed her hands on the tops of each of Ann's feet. Her tongue came out snake-like and licked her lips, then her head dipped and she rubbed her cheeks against Ann's right ankle, first the inside and then the outside. She brushed her nose against her shin. Her head moved lower until her lips were on top of Ann's right foot. Ann felt Mary's tongue tickling her skin. It licked her foot like an ice cream cone. The sensation sent shivers running up her body.
Mary shifted her attention to Ann's left foot, repeating the same process of caressing her ankles with her cheeks and then bathing the top of her foot with her tongue. Turning her head sideways, Mary nibbled at Ann's toes, licking and sucking at them, letting her saliva run from her mouth and down between Ann's toes where she sucked and lapped it up again with her tongue. Mary sucked clean the toes of both of Ann's feet. When she was through, she began licking and caressing her way up Ann's legs, missing not one square inch of her smooth skin with her tongue. When Mary reached Ann's knees, she nibbled and sucked the skin between her teeth while her fingers tantalized the backs and insides of her thighs.
Ann felt her skin prickling sensuously and the inside of her cunt begin to warm with a growing need. She wanted to lower her hands and touch herself between her legs but she knew that would only bring her pain from Jose rather than what she wanted. She moaned softly as Mary's mouth began moving higher up on her legs, licking the tender flesh where her fingers had been moments before. Mary's hands cupped Ann's buttocks and began squeezing them and stroking them, her mouth constantly moving higher, enflaming Ann to greater and greater passion.
Finally Mary's nose touched the moist curls of Ann's love nest. Mary opened her mouth wide and lifted her head until her nose had spread Ann's pussy lips and gave easy access to a tongue lapping. Spreading her tongue wide, Mary slurped upward, devouring the warm juices dripping down into her mouth. She sucked and nibbled at the inner-lips of Ann's cunt. Her fingers spread Ann's buttocks and delved into the warm valley, searching for her anus.
Mary covered Ann's pussy with her mouth and licked along the slit until she reached the erect clitoris. Her tongue flicked up and down like a vibrator, sending Ann into convulsions of erotic tension. His fingers found the center of Ann's ass. Mary massaged the tiny entrance with the first finger of her left hand for a moment and then, inch by inch, forced its way slowly inside until her finger was buried as deeply as possible inside her squirming rectum.
Ann closed her eyes and gave herself up to the feelings building through her body. Suddenly she felt herself being lifted up in the air and carried from the coffee table. She opened her eyes and saw that Jose and Jesus were carrying her across the room to a small dining table. They placed her on her back, Jose held her wrists at the head of the table and Jesus held her ankles at the table's foot. Mary followed them and climbed up to the table on top of Ann with her head facing her feet.
Mary lowered her head to Ann's cunt and resumed lapping her tongue greedily between her legs, separating her cunt lips and nursing at the succulent inner flesh. As she thirstily drank Ann's juices, she lowered her own hips so her pubic was just above Ann's face, her knees drawn close to her elbows.
Ann knew what she was supposed to do. It was expected that she would begin sucking Mary's vagina the same way her own was being treated, but she hesitated, not being able on her own to initiate the action. Timidly she lifted her hands and touched Mary's side, feeling the soft, warm flesh covering her ribs. She moved her fingers back and forth, enjoying the texture of her skin on her fingertips. Sliding her hands farther under Mary's body, she slowly moved her fingers up to her breasts.
Even though she had seen how large and firm her breasts were, Ann was surprised at how heavy and sensual they felt in her palms. She squeezed them gently, exhilarating in the sinfulness of her actions. Being forced to do what she did, she felt free of guilt. Her fingertips explored Mary's breasts, working their way up the twin mountains until she reached the dark areola that peaked into rigid nipples. She flicked and pinched Mary's nipples until they stood erect and quivering in her hands. Twisting and pinching them, she wished that she could reach them with her mouth to taste.
But the only thing within reach of her mouth was Mary's cunt, throbbing with moist heat only inches above her lips. She could smell the tangy passion coming from her hot love nest. And then as though Mary knew Ann was almost ready to do the same thing to her as she was doing to her, slowly her hips were lowered even more until dark curls touched the tips of Ann's lips. Passion churning through her veins, Ann stuck the tip of her tongue out to catch a tiny drop of clear juice that sparkled like a dew drop on one of the curls of hair covering Mary's pussy. Ann's tongue touched the moisture, encircled the wisp of curl, and brought it into her mouth.
Ann enjoyed the musky smell and salty taste of Mary's dripping cunt. Her nose pressed against the perineum between her rectum and pussy. She turned her head back and forth, rubbing her nose and lips and cheeks into Mary's fragrant curls and soft lips. She sucked at her box until she tasted the juices flowing into her mouth. Her teeth nibbled at Mary's swollen lips and her tongue searched and found Mary's clitoris.
Both men stood at the side of the table now as Ann lost herself in the passion building to an explosive point within her body. Ann concentrated on doing to Mary exactly what Mary did to her. She licked and sucked and nibbled at Mary's box with as much enthusiasm as she could. She became carried away on a tide of pleasure. The closer she came to climax the faster her tongue bathed the inside of Mary's vulva. She could not get enough of the taste and smell of sex.
And finally the end came for Ann, building up like a growing storm of sensitivity until she thought she would faint with the intensity of it. Her climax rocked her to the center of her being. Her back arched and her hands pulled Mary's crotch so tightly into her face that Ann's screams of pleasure were muffled by Mary's churning love nest. "I'm cumming," Ann cried, her legs bucking and her hips grinding upward. And then she sucked and slurped so frantically at Mary's cunt that Mary herself reached the point of no retreat and exploded into a violent climax of her own.
Ann heard the men laughing and applauding their performance, but so great was the pulsing explosions of her climax that she could think only of her body and of the blissful release of orgasm. Each shuddering convulsion of her body left her more and more drained until finally she lay exhausted and depleted under Mary's body. And finally there was nothing left for either of them except the peace and satisfaction of complete release.
Ann closed her eyes and relaxed every muscle of her body. She no longer cared about anything. All that would come back to her later, but now she had to enjoy the blissfulness that came with the depletion of the tension that had been built up from Mary's skilled tongue. She heard sounds of movement in the room, of feet walking around but she paid no heed to what the sounds meant. She heard a clicking sound. She heard what sounded like clothes being put on. But as long as she felt the weight of Mary's body relaxing on top of her she remained still and at peace with herself.
With her hands Ann rubbed slowly the creamy textured skin of Mary's buttocks and back. She lifted her head slightly until she could kiss the center of Mary's pussy. She did not think about what she was doing only that she wanted to. She allowed herself the complete luxury of doing without thinking. It was only when Mary began to stir above her that she opened her eyes and saw that the two men were not in the room any longer.
Mary climbed down from the table and began putting her clothes on. She did not look at Ann and Ann remained laying where she was, watching Mary out of the corners of her eyes, her left hand resting across her forehead. She knew there would be no point in getting up because she would only have to lay back down there again when one of the two men would decide that he wanted to use her body again for some other sinful and lustful reason. She didn't want to think about that now. She did not see how she would ever be able to feel as innocent ever again as she had in the past.
When Mary finished dressing, she turned to Ann for the first time and looked into her eyes "I'm sorry for what happened," she said. "They made me do it. I know it was the first time for you and maybe you didn't like it." She looked down at the floor. "For me it is a different story. They have some fun with me lots of times and there is nothing I can do about it for reasons that I'd rather not discuss but I'd like you to know that I enjoyed what I did with you and I'm not sorry about it." She looked back up into Ann's eyes. She tried to read what was in Ann's mind but whatever it was she was looking for she did not find. She turned around and without another word walked out the front door. Alone in the living room, Ann reviewed the events of the day. She had never been engaged in so much sex in any one day ever before in her life. She would not have believed it possible that she could have reached so many climaxes. She sat up, wondering if it would be possible for her too to get dressed and walk safely out the front door the way Mary had. She looked out the broken window and saw that it was almost dark outside. The day was gone completely. She looked at her naked body. So much sex and there was nothing changed about it from the morning. Even the red marks from Jose's belt had disappeared. But she knew that somehow she was different. She had seen a side to life that she had never really believed existed before.
She cupped her breasts in her hands and drew her fingertips across her nipples. So tender. She winced at the pain but she knew that was only temporary. She listened for the sound of the men in the house but could not hear anything other than faint noises coming from the street of traffic and some dogs barking somewhere in the distance. She climbed down from the table and looked around the room for her clothes. They were laying in a crumpled ball on the couch.
With almost disbelieving thoughts of escape beginning to light up her mind with hope, Ann hurried over to them and began putting them on as fast as she could without making any noise that would attract any attention from Jesus or Jose if they were back in the bedroom. As soon as she was dressed, she started moving toward the front door. She did not remember her briefcase until her right hand was holding the door knob ready to turn it. What could she do? She wanted to leave without it but what would she tell her supervisor tomorrow? Her heart sank as the realization of the trouble she was in came back to her.
She somehow had to manage to keep her job and work under a person who held something over her to the point that he could make her do sexual things for him. She shuddered. God. She also had to process a case in which she knew she would be causing a fraud to continue. And if she didn't process the case... She shuddered again. She turned around and tiptoed back down the hall to the bathroom. Inside, she collected her briefcase and papers where she had left them earlier and retreated into the hall. No sounds came from either bedroom. The house was deserted. She had been left to go. Tears came to her eyes. Her breasts felt cramped in her bra as though somehow they had grown or were swollen still with the recent passion she had experienced. Even her cunt seemed somehow more alive than it had ever been before. She was conscious of her body as she walked back down the hall and into the living room.
But what could she do to get out of her predicament? She could not process the case and commit fraud, but she could not face the possibility of having pictures they had taken spread around to people either. She would never be able to face the humiliation of something like that. And to keep her job she had to do one or the other, but which?
Opening the front door and stepping outside the house, Ann felt the cool evening breeze on her face, but it did nothing to cool the fear and terror that went through her heart. She knew that until she could resolve her conflict, she would be easy picking for further exploitation from both her supervisor and the Lopez family. As she hurried to her car, she realized that even her cunt seemed swollen and tender. Each movement of her thighs pressed her pussy lips together in a nagging warning that there could be a lot more sexual ravishment waiting for her or an unbearable amount of humiliation. The choice was hers and she did not know which way to go.
Chapter Six
The next morning Ann sat at her desk at the Welfare Department still trying to decide what to do. Her mind kept running through sexual fantasies of the horrible things that could happen to her if she didn't somehow resolve the Lopez case and the problem with Ralph Simpson. She had been evading him all morning. Twice he had called her into his office and both times she had come up with an excuse but that couldn't go on forever. She crossed her legs and felt the tenderness of her cunt as her lips were pressed together.
At eleven o'clock Ralph Simpson called her on the phone. "Have you finished the Lopez renewal yet?" She told him that she had forgotten to have the papers signed. "Then go back and get them signed now."
"Now? But they might not be home." She was stalling for time. Today was Friday and if she could just get through this day she would have the whole weekend to decide what to do. "Can it wait until later?" she asked.
"No." His voice seemed unusually gruff. "I want it done today. Go out there now and don't come back until you have everything ready to grant. Do you understand?"
"Yes." She had not been able to look at any of the other workers around her all morning in fear that they could see into her mind and tell what had happened to her yesterday. She knew her fears were childish but she couldn't do anything about them. Collecting her brief case and the papers she had filled-out the day before but had not signed, Ann left the office and climbed into her car. There was nothing she could do now except face the fact that she had to finish the Lopez case. If she could only find out what the real situation was she would feel better.
Parking her car a block away from the Lopez house, she got out of her car and walked down the block with her brief case. If she could find Mary she might be able to find out the information she needed. She asked at all of the houses along the block, describing her and asking the people if they knew her but no one claimed they did. She was afraid to try the Lopez house in fear that Jose or Jesus was there. After checking most of the houses on the street she gave up and began walking back to her car. She saw the man sitting in the back seat when she was about a hundred yards from the car.
She stopped and stared, trying to make out who the person was. Fearfully she walked closer. She recognized Jesus at the same time she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Jose approaching her with an evil grin on his face. She gasped and felt fear quivering through her cunt.
"Get in your car," Jose said, taking her by her arm, his hand feeling like a vise-grip. He practically threw her behind her steering wheel. "What were you doing talking to all the neighbors?" he demanded, his face livid with anger. Sitting in the seat beside her, he reached across and grabbed a handful of her right breast and squeezed it painfully. "I think you're going to get yourself into serious trouble." he squeezed her breast again harder for emphasis. "Now start driving."
Ann started the car and pulled away from the curb, her heart racing in fear. "Where?" she asked.
"Try your place," Jesus chirped in from the back seat.
As Ann drove, Jose started unbuttoning the front of her blouse. He pulled its bottom from her skirt and spread it back to reveal her bra and naked stomach. "For God's sake don't," Ann pleaded. "Someone will see."
"Not if you just keep driving and do as you're told," Jose responded. He took a knife out of his pocket and flipped open a long blade. Reaching up, he slid the knife between her breasts and with a quick jerk of his arm, cut her bra in two pieces causing the cups to fall from her breasts.
Ann sucked in her breath as Jose began pinching and twisting her naked nipples with the fingers of both his hands. He grinned lewdly at her as she drove along the street. She looked in the mirror to see if any cars were behind her. Thank God they were alone on the street. She felt Jose's fingers slip under the waist of her skirt, his knife cutting the fabric. Afraid to move in fear he would slip with the knife and cut her, Ann drove in silence as Jose slashed her skirt all the way down and ordered her to lift up her hips so that he could slide the ruined material out from under her.
Next Jose's knife cut through the thin nylon of her panties and they too were added to the heap of ruined clothing growing at his feet on the floorboard. "Do you feel yourself getting into trouble already?" he asked.
"How Ann I going to put them back on?" Ann asked, fear making her voice quaver. "And why are you doing this?"
"Why were you going up and down the street and stopping at all those houses? You weren't asking about us, were you?"
"I... I wanted to talk to Mary."
Both men laughed. "Did you hear that, Jesus? She liked it so much last night, she wanted to see Mary again."
Ann blushed. "That's not what I meant. I... I wanted to find out more about your family. I haven't seen your children yet and I thought Mary could show them to me."
Jose's hands played with Ann's thighs, pinching and squeezing her flesh. "So you want to meet my children. Okay, I'll arrange it. Just keep driving to your apartment and I'll see that you meet them."
Ann was not sure she liked the way he said it. His voice sounded so pleased with himself. It sounded the way it had each time he came up with a new idea about how to torment her sexually. It took twenty minutes to reach her apartment. She parked in the back but even so there was at least twenty yards of exposed ground she would have to cover naked to get inside unless Jose could put her clothes back together for her. She turned off the engine, fearing that at any moment someone she knew in the apartments would see her. She tried to pull her blouse together to cover her breasts, but Jose stopped her.
"Just in case you decide you want to call for help on our little walk to your apartment, just remember I can jerk this blouse off fast and since your skirt is only going to be wrapped around you, it'll come off real easy too. So if you want your neighbors to think you've been screwing around with two guys or you want them to see you naked, just cause me a little bit of trouble and that's exactly what you'll get." He picked up her severed skirt from the floor and handed it to her. "Now wrap this around your pretty white ass and let's get, going."
Ann covered the ground between her car and her apartment as fast as she could without actually running. Both men kept close to each side of her. She unlocked the front door and stepped inside ahead of the two men. As soon as they were inside and the front door was closed, Jose ripped her clothes from her body. He led her to the center of the studio apartment and told her to stay standing in the center of the room while he looked around.
The front window looked out onto a central pool for the apartments. Jose pulled the drapes closed and turned on the lights. The kitchen was separated from the living area by an open counter with cupboards above it. The kitchen was small and efficient. The bathroom led directly off from the livingroom. The apartment contained minimal furniture. A couch that made into a bed, two over-stuffed chairs, a coffee table, and a small end table with a lamp on it.
Jesus put the chain-lock on the front door while Jose inspected the apartment. Ann watched as Jose opened the closet door next to the bathroom and poked around among her clothes and linen. When he was through he came back to the center of the room and stood in front of her. "You still haven't satisfied me as to why you were looking for Mary and asking questions up and down the street." He rested his fists on his hips, his eyes narrow slits.
Being naked in front of two dressed people in her own apartment made Ann feel like a vulnerable child. She wanted to cover her nakedness, but holding one hand in front of her pubic and her other hand trying to cover her breasts looked even worse, so she stood with her hands at her sides trying to pretend that it didn't bother her. I've told you the truth. I wanted to find out about your children.
Jose stared at her, thinking about it for a moment. Finally he said. "All right, if you want to see my kids I'll arrange it." He turned and looked at Jesus. "Go get one of my kids."
Jesus' mouth dropped open. "How Am I going to do that?" He held his hands up as if to show that he didn't have any kids with him. "I'd rather just fuck my welfare worker and go home."
Jose picked up Ann's purse from the dining table and dug through it until he found her car keys. He handed them to Jesus. "Go get Ronnie. He's fourteen now and it's time he grew up. Besides, I promised something to him for a long time and now is a good time." Hs smiled. "The first time is always the best and this little piece here is going to see that he has a real good time." He turned to Ann. "Aren't you, honey?"
Nervously Ann shook her head. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You will."
"What are you going to be doing while I'm gone?" Jesus asked, his eyes taking in Ann's nude body greedily. He rubbed his crotch and his tongue came out slowly and licked his lips.
"I'll find things for us to do. Don't worry about it. Just go get Ronnie like I said. When you get back they'll be plenty of time for whatever it is you want to do."
Jesus nodded his head in agreement, but it was obvious that he didn't want to leave. Still, he turned and walked to the door, opened it, and with one final, leering look at Ann's exposed bush, walked out the door.
When he was gone, Jose walked slowly around Ann a couple of times, looking her up and down, and then went over to the couch and sat down. Ann still stood in the center of the room. She kept her eyes down at the floor, not wanting him to see how scared she was. "what are you going to do with me?" she asked.
"I'll think of something."
"I could scream, you know? Or I could call the police after you left."
"Of course you could, but you and I both know you won't. We've been through that. You're too much of a coward for anything like that." He chuckled and kicked his shoes off, making himself comfortable and leaning back against the couch.
"Come undress me?"
Ann just stood there, flabbergasted that he expected her to play the wanton seductress. She clasped her fingers together nervously, putting them this time in front of her love nest. She tried to think of something the could say that would make him not want to play his games, but she was afraid to insult him for fear of punishment and she knew he was not interested in talking about some unrelated subject. "Can't we wait until Jesus gets back?"
"One person isn't enough for you now, huh?" He didn't smile. Standing up, he walked back to the dining table and picked up her purse again and carried it back to the couch. Sitting in his original position, he opened her purse and took out her billfold. He threw the purse on the floor and held her billfold up for her to see. "Any money in here?"
"Not much."
He opened it and took out the bills and counted them. There were three ones, two fives and a twenty. Taking a cigarette lighter out of his pants pocket, he lit the corner of one of the one dollar bills and held it by the corner until half of it was in flames then dropped it in an ash tray on the coffee table in front of him. "I'm going to keep burning things until you decide you want to undress me. Just let your actions speak for what you want to do." He picked up another one dollar bill and lit it.
Ann watched him burning the bills. She knew that in the long run she would have to do whatever he wanted anyway and it was pointless to stand there and let him burn up what little money she did have. When he set fire to the corner of the five she rushed across the room and snatched it from the ashtray and ran to the sink in the kitchen with it and held it under the water.
He laughed this time when she came back, but he was holding the twenty by its edge and was ready to flick his lighter into action if she did not start immediately doing as he had told her. She knew she had lost. She got down on the floor in front of him and took his socks off. He leaned back not helping her, his arms spread across the top of the couch. Ann sat down beside him and unbuckled his belt. Unbuttoning the top of his pants, she felt shame and fear pounding through her veins. She unzipped his fly.
He lifted his hips so she could pull his pants from his legs. He didn't wear any underwear and his cock flipped out in a semi-rigid state, its head already shiny. She unbuttoned his shirt and he leaned forward while she pulled it from his arms. She left his clothes in a pile on the floor. When he was naked, Ann remained sitting erect and nervous on the edge of the couch beside him, waiting for further instructions.
He didn't give her any. Instead, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed her hair at the nape of her neck and bunched it up in his fist and pulled her face toward him. His kiss was wet and hungry. He opened his mouth wide and covered her lips with his, slipping his tongue between her teeth and exploring the inside of her mouth. He sucked at the juices that moistened her tongue. His left hand touched her right ear and traced a careful path down her face and neck to her shoulder, then moved down to her right breast.
Letting go of her hair, he moved both hands to her breasts and began caressing them, lifting the bulk in his palms and massaging them, pressing them against her body and pulling them out with his finger-tips. He nibbled his way from her lips to her neck and down to her breasts. He cupped her firm flesh in his hands and pressed the two mountains together and licked at the dark peak of her nipples, flicking across first her left areola and then the other. Ann felt her nerves tingling within her breasts and the blood rushing into them causing them to swell and harden.
"You like this don't you?" Jose said, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth and biting it gently with his front teeth. He worked his jaws back and forth, rolling her nipples across his teeth. "You like being fucked. Admit it, cunt. Admit how much you want me to stick my big prick in your cunt."
Ann sat still, not touching him, her eyes closed and fought the feeling that was building up within her body. It was as though her body had a mind of its own and all it took to set it off was one touch to her breasts to begin the reaction. She wanted to fight it but there was nothing she could do to stop the tingling.
His right hand began milking her breast, gathering up the nipple between his thumb and finger and stretching it out and rolling it back and forth. He alternated with first her right breast and then her left. Over and over until she began moaning softly. He dipped his head and licked his tongue thickly between the valley of her breasts, bathing and slurping up the sides of her flesh, tasting her warm, creamy skin. "Yeah, you like it." He mumbled. "You like anything I decide to do to you."
Ann shook her head. "No," She pleaded. "Leave me alone. I don't want to do this. You're making me is all."
Jose moved his hands down her sides, squeezing her skin and flesh between his fingers, caressing her satiny texture. At her waist, his fingers circled her and measured her, squeezing until his fingers almost touched. He pulled her body closer to his, licking the tops of her breasts. He pushed her back down on the couch and moved on top of her, spreading her legs and getting between them, his cock hard and throbbing to dive into her cunt.
"No," Ann begged. "No. Not again. You've done enough to me. Can't you just leave me alone. I told you I'd do what you asked." And at that moment she was willing to agree even to fraud if her torture would only end and she could be left alone. But she knew nothing would stop him now from getting what he wanted.
He pressed the bottom of his cock along the slit of her pussy and began grinding his hips forward and back in a dry fucking motion. His mouth moved from her breasts up to her mouth again. He stabbed his tongue between her lips, pressing as far into her mouth as he could reach. His hands clawed at her breasts, stretching and mauling them as his sexual lust grew to greater and greater intensity.
Ann's legs spread apart with the force of his hips churning into her. His cock on her pussy lips stimulated her clitoris to erection. And against her will, her own passion flamed to life. She groaned as the electric impulses hot through her body, moistening her cunt, swelling her lips and breasts. A deep, pink flush spread across her skin, starting with her face and working down her neck and shoulders. Her breathing became short and rapid. "Please stop now," she said.
He paid no attention to her, knowing that already her body was responding to him. He sat back and pulled her face into his lap, at the same time, working his right hand under her body so that he could reach her cunt. "Eat me," he ordered. "Suck my cock until I tell you to stop." He pushed her head down until her lips touched the shiny head of his pulsating penis.
Ann gripped his shaft between the fingers of both her hands and looked at his huge tool. Swollen and erect it was a really beautiful instrument. She pulled down on the skin covering it and marveled at the firmness of his erection. Sticking out the tip of her tongue, she touched it to the head of his cock, licking across the slit, tasting the drop of moisture that glistened on it. She licked the sensitive underside of his corona like a child would lick a candy bar. It tasted pleasant and warm. Spreading her lips, she turned her head sideways and sucked his shaft, turning her head back and forth to stimulate her lips and the underside of his rod.
His fingers began toying with her pussy, spreading apart her lips and working their way inside the entrance of her vulva. He flicked his finger across the nest of her clitoris. Ann's hips shivered convulsively at the first touch. She lifted herself up to her knees so that her head was higher to reach his cock and his hand could work more freely in her cunt. His finger pressed her clit upward, bunching up the skin around it and then letting it rake hard across her tiny erection. Each flick of his finger caused Ann to gasp with passion.
She lifted her head and circled his cock with her lips, sucking and pumping her head up and down. She traced the ridge around his head with her tongue. His skin was stretched as smooth as satin across his knob. She liked the feeling of it in her mouth, filling her cheeks with succulent warmth and causing her mouth to water. Saliva ran from the corners of her lips and down the shaft of his organ. She pumped and sucked, trying to keep as much juice in her mouth to swallow as possible.
Jose moved his hand from her cunt and grabbed both sides of her hips. With one motion, he lifted her completely up in the air so that she dangled bent from the waist. He turned her and lowered her into position with her legs one each side of his head but hanging behind the couch and her head in front of him above his cock. He leaned his head back and buried his face in her pussy.
Ann was forced to brace herself with her hands to keep from turning a somersault from the couch onto the floor. The position confused her at first, but when she felt his lips and tongue lapping at the center of her cunt, she relaxed and gave herself over to the feelings being generated within her body. She opened her mouth again and took his penis inside. She discovered that in this position she was able to swallow his cock all the way into her throat with very little effort on her part. All she needed to do was relax her throat and let the weight of her body force his cock up into her mouth.
He helped her rock back and forth by swinging his own head in a rhythmic motion up and down while at the same time he nursed hungrily at her cunt, sucking her juices into his mouth and nibbling at her tender inner-lips. His hands held her buttocks and helped move her up and down on his shaft. He moaned in delight as he feasted like an animal at her vulva. He turned and twisted his face between her legs as his tongue continued to lap at her musky center.
Ann kept her eyes open as she allowed his thick prod to move in and out of her throat. She felt her body drawing to a climax as hi mouth worked at her box and she sucked at the juices filling her mouth. The tension in her body built up to a point that demanded release. She closed her eyes just as the bursting point over came her and she was pitched into a kaleidoscope of orgiastic pleasure. She felt his body heaving under her and she knew he too was at the point of explosion. Then she felt his hot cum shooting into her throat and she sucked and gulped it down greedily as load after load was pumped into her by his exploding cock. They both lost themselves in the sensuous bliss of climax. Their bodies, locked together, fell sideways and they sprawled across the seat of the couch, still nursing at each other's pulsing sex.
As their passion drained away they pulled apart and sat at each end of the couch. Ann looked at the floor. She wondered if the web she was caught in would ever end. And as if in response, Jose said, "When Ronnie gets here, you'll have a lot to do." She heard him laugh. Was Ronnie really one of his children? If so, Ann thought shuddering, what perverted evil deed could he have in mind?
Chapter Seven
Ann stood up from the couch and went to the closet to get to some clothes to put on. She felt Jose's eyes on her back as she opened the door and stepped inside the small closet. She heard him get up and pad barefoot across the room to where she stood. She kept her back to him and took a print skirt down from a hanger.
"What are you doing?" Jose demanded behind her.
"Getting some clothes to put on." She selected a white blouse and draped it over her arm with the skirt. From one of the shelves she picked up a pair of white bikini panties and a bra. "Surely you don't expect me to meet your little boy naked, do you?"
"That's exactly what I expect. When he gets here I want those big boobs of your dancing up and down in front of his eyes like mounds of Jello. You're going to be his first piece of ass." He reached out with both hands and grabbed her nipples and shook her breasts up and down. "You're going to be a real treat for him. You're built like a brick shit house."
He looked her up and down, his eyes centering on her bush. "However, with all that hair on your cunt you might scare that smooth little fellow. Maybe you better shave it off. There's plenty of time before they get here."
Ann looked at him blankly, panic beginning to build behind her eyes. Surely he did not mean what she thought he did. Shave the hair from her pubic?
A flush crept up her neck to her face. "I won't do it," she declared.
Jose laughed. "Of course you will. Go in the bathroom." He stepped toward her and immediately Ann's eyes grew wide. She knew she had better do as she was told. She spun around and rushed into the room. He followed her more slowly. She left the door open and stood beside the toilet as he reached the doorway, "Put those clothes on the floor."
Ann dropped the clothes she had selected from the closet on the floor at her feet. She watched him step into the room and turn to the sink. He filled the bowl with warm water and then prowled through the medicine cabinet until he located her razor and shaving cream she used on her legs and underarms. When he turned to her and told her to sit on the top of the toilet tank she obeyed promptly but nervously. She inhaled quickly when she saw him remove a long, black switch blade knife and snap out a gleaming blade.
"Spread your thighs," he ordered.
He made her grind her hips forward and sit on the very edge of the toilet tank, her arms back bracing herself, shoulders against the wall, presenting her pussy. He bent forward and, holding the knife in his right hand, selected a small tuft of curly dark hair. Ann was surprised that it did not pull her skin and hurt. The blade was as sharp as a razor. He dropped the curls on the floor. He repeated the procedure over and over until all of the hair surrounding her vulva long enough to curl, was gone.
When he reached for the shaving cream, Ann said quickly, "Let me do it." He hesitated but then handed her the can. She rinsed her vulva with water, applied the shaving cream, and began shaving away the remaining stubble with her razor. If it had to be done, she would feel safer doing it herself rather than running the risk of being cut because he could not feel as well as she what the blade was doing. It took only a few moments to make her cunt look as smooth as a child's. She washed her nude pussy with a wash cloth soaped at the sink.
After she had rinsed and dried herself and Jose had commented that she had done a good job, he told her to follow him. He led the way back to the closet. "Get inside," he said.
She did as she was told, turning to face him from inside the closet. He closed the door. Except for a faint crack of light under the door, she could see nothing. She could smell the clothes on either side of her and the boxes of shoes on one of the shelves. What was she supposed to do now? The idea to get dressed quickly flashed through her mind. She did not move. What, would happen if she got dressed after he had told her not to?
She listened for noise on the other side of the door. Had he gone away from the door or was he still standing there? She could hear nothing. It worried her. Maybe he had left. Maybe the whole thing about bringing a child to her apartment had been a joke. Wanting to open the door and peek out, she touched the handle with her fingers, but did not twist the knob. She pressed her right ear to the door and listened. Still she could not hear anything. She stepped back to think. Her heart raced in her breast. She was afraid.
Her crotch felt strange the way her thighs pressed her hairless lips together. She touched her vagina experimentally. Her whole cunt was smooth and sensitive. She explored her stomach, mound, and pussy, running her finger-tips over the entire area over and over, finding it difficult to get used to the new feeling. She stopped touching herself and stood at attention waiting to see what was going to happen.
She waited. Nothing. How long was he going to keep her here? Again the thought of opening the door tempted her but she remained standing. She felt the throbbing of her pulse in her neck Time seemed to hang in the air. Finally she sat down on the floor, her legs crossed, and waited. After awhile her eyes grew used to the darkness and she could make out the outlines of the different objects in the closet. She felt like a slave being punished and locked away.
It seemed an eternity before the door opened and Jose, completely dressed, stood like a stern master above her and ordered her out of the closet. She stood up and stepped out, gasping when she saw that Jose was back and had brought with him not only a young boy but a girl as well. They were all dressed and the girl's and boy's eyes widened in surprise at seeing her naked. Their eyes searched her body, devouring her breasts and cunt. She tried to cover herself with her hands.
"Meet Ronnie and Rita," Jesus said. "To you they are Jose and Maria Lopez, but call them Ronnie and Rita, they'll respond better."
From behind her, Jose spoke to the boy. "This is going to be that first piece of ass I promised you. Take your clothes off."
Ronnie looked up at him nervously and then back at Ann, his eyes flicking from her breasts to her smooth mound. "Not here," he said, his voice somewhat squeaky. "You didn't say I'd have to do it with people watching."
"If we didn't get to watch, it wouldn't be any fun for us. Now take off your clothes before I get pissed."
Aghast at the thought of what Jose had in mind for her and the boy, she tried to back toward the relative safety of the closet but he blocked her way. Her hands went to her mouth, elbows covering her breasts. She couldn't do something like that. It... it was almost like child molesting. She shuddered.
The boy was obviously as uncomfortable about it as she. He looked at the floor and tried to hide behind Rita and Jesus but Jesus pushed him back to the center of the room. When he still did nothing about getting undressed, Jesus reached down and grabbed his shirt and tugged it off over the boy's head, Next he unbuckled Ronnie's belt and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles. His shoes came off as he clumsily stepped out of the legs. He lifted his feet one at a time and pulled his socks off without being told.
Ann noticed that his penis was not circumcised and that the area above it had only the beginning wisps of hair. His prick and balls were a lot smaller than either Jesus' or Jose's. His skin was as fair as the girl's. His organ hung limply between his legs. And he looked much too scared to be able to perform his first sex act with three other people watching him. She felt sorry for him more than for herself.
Jose laughed and pointed at Ronnie's soft cock. "Do you expect to stick that in anything?" Let's see you get it hard."
Ronnie looked down at himself and blushed but he didn't do anything. "I... I don't know what to do."
"Try beating your meat," Jose responded. "Or maybe Ann will instruct you. Would you prefer she sucked your dick hard?"
Ronnie shrugged his shoulders and looked at Ann in a blushing, hopeful way. It was obvious he wanted her to suck his organ but he was too shy to admit it. "Maybe she don't want to."
"What do you care what she wants. Tell her to suck your cock if you want her to." Jose stepped closer to the boy. "And you better want her to or I'm going to kick your ass up to your neck "
Ronnie shivered. He glanced at Ann and then looked back down. Suck my cock," he mumbled.
It was Ann's time to shiver. How could she do that to a little boy? And with three people watching! She looked from Jose to Jesus as if she might find from one of them a way out. Their eyes were both lusting for what was to come. Ann avoided looking at Rita. "I can't do this," she pleaded.
Jose ignored her and looked at Ronnie. "Make her," he said.
Again Ronnie shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
Jose's foot lashed out and struck Ronnie in his ass. "I told you I'll kick the shit out of you if you don't fuck her so you better get busy doing something."
Ann jumped as though she had been kicked herself. Ob God! How could he do that to a little boy? She was the only person who could stop it. "Don't," she cried. "Please don't hurt him."
"Are you going to give him a blow job?" He drew his foot back as though to kick Ronnie again.
"Yes. Yes," she said. "I'll do it." With her head bowed, Ann walked over to Ronnie and sank to her knees in front of him. She hesitated, feeling the humiliation of their eyes on her. Then in resignation she reached up and took Ronnie's hips in her hands.
Bending her head forward, she touched his soft cock with her lips. She puckered them and sucked his organ into her mouth like she was sucking a noodle. His penis felt like a thumb in her mouth and she began sucking it like she used to suck her thumb as a child. His entire cock was in her mouth up to his balls. Ann covered her teeth with her lips and moved her head up and down while she applied sucking on his organ and at the same time, she stroked the underside of his flesh with her tongue.
She could feel his shaft swelling and the bulb of his head growing and pushing at the back of her throat. Despite the fact that it was his first time and three people were watching, she was making him respond. She felt a sense of pride at the accomplishment. Continuing to pump her head up and down, she reached up with her hand and caressed a path up his sides and around in front to his chest
She stroked his tiny nipples until she felt them growing hard. His cock poked deeper and deeper into her throat.
Using only her finger-tips, Ann brushed down his stomach to his legs, caressing the insides of his thighs.. Her fingers settled on his scrotum and separated his balls. She tickled them and massaged them gently, careful not to hurt him. His sac puckered under her fingers, his balls drawing up, churning to produce cum.
When his prick reached complete erection, Ann lifted her mouth farther up on the shaft, finally settling her attention on the pulsing head. She flicked her tongue across it and sucked her lips around it like candy. Sensing he was close to orgasm, she gripped his shaft with her left hand and pumped it up and down as she continued to slurp thirstily on his head. But bringing him to a climax that way was going to be denied her.
Jose's voice boomed out. "You got it hard now take it out so you can fuck her."
Ronnie pulled his cock from her mouth with a wet, slurping sound. Ann looked up at Jose, questioning what he had in mind.
"Get on your back," he told her.
"Where?"
"Right there on the floor."
Cringing with humiliation, Ann leaned back and rested her elbows on the floor, her feet drawn up where he nudged them into position with his foot so that her knees were spread and her cunt exposed in full view to all of their feasting eyes. She looked away in embarrassment.
"Kiss her and suck her tits first," Jose said to Ronnie.
Eagerly Ronnie got down on his hands and knees above her, his knees between hers, his hands on either side of her waist. He looked at her breasts, his eyes sparkling and hungry. Then he looked up into her face and Ann saw that he wanted this very much. He leaned forward and approached her lips with his. She waited until their lips touched then lifted her right hand and placed it behind his neck. Leaning back, she drew him up on top of her.
She parted her lips and allowed him to stick his tongue inside and explore around her mouth. He pressed it deeply within her throat and, resting his weight on her, moved his hands up to her hair. She sucked gently on his tongue, pulling her lips inside his and feeling his teeth on her skin. She cradled the back of his head and then drew her feet up and rubbed them up and down the backs of his legs. His prick pressed into the warmth of her crotch. She spread her thighs wider as he began grinding his hips into her.
Ann felt herself being aroused as he withdrew his tongue and started nibbling on her lips. He might not have ever made love all the way before, but she realized he had certainly had experience kissing. He performed like an expert. But as he began moving down from her lips to her neck and toward her breasts, she realized he was not operating from experience but from pure, experimental desire His mind uncluttered by routine, he moved to her breasts, kissing and sucking and licking them with the complete freedom of fresh creativity, letting his desire rule his action.
Ann held his head and stopped his mouth at her nipples, first guiding him to one then the other, feeling the sensuous touch of his tongue swelling her breasts and bringing her tits to erection. Moving her hands from his head, she caressed his shoulders and back. She kept her eyes closed, not wanting to see the leering eyes above her. Reaching her hands between them, she captured his prick in her fingers and guided it to the entrance of her cunt.
She worked his head between her pussy lips by pressing his cock into the slit of her mound and grinding her hips upward. Instinctively he met the forward motion of her body by pushing his own hips into her. His tool slipped between her lips and scurried down the tunnel of her vulva, lubricated by the juices flowing freely from Ann's arousal.
It took only a few lunges of his hard penis into her hot box to bring Ronnie to climax. It seemed to Ann that he had just started when she felt his whole body quiver convulsively and his penis shoot into her body. She thrashed her hips up into him, her own body thrilling at the thought that she had helped him in some unknown way.
Surprised by her own body's reaction to his climax, Ann found herself quivering, tensing and tensing until she too exploded over the brink of climax. Her body churned and writhed under his small body. She pulled his head down hard on her breasts. His fingers squeezed at the flesh on her sides and his mouth sucked at her nipples.
It was only after the climax had subsided that Ann remembered she was putting on a show for three people. She cringed under Ronnie's depleted body and looked up at them. Expecting to find that the girl was frightened and afraid that the men might force her to participate in some way, Ann's blood chilled when she saw the expression that was on the little girl's face. Rita had a look of lust on her face that left no doubt that she was turned on. But Rita was not looking at Ronnie; she was looking at Ann.
Jose reached down and snatched Ronnie unceremoniously from on top of Ann. "That's under par for performance but I suppose it'll do for your first time."
Ann saw the look of satisfaction and pride on Ronnie's face disappear as Jose spoke. Ronnie turned petulant and walked over to his clothes and began putting them on. Ann started to stand up but Jose pushed her back down with his foot. "You're not going anywhere yet. Just stay where you are. Leave your legs spread apart. I want to see if any cum drips out." Jose looked at Ronnie and laughed. "Did you give her any cum?"
Ronnie kept his eyes on the floor and shrugged his shoulders.
Looking at Rita, Ann saw that she rested lewdly against Jesus' legs with her right hand moving on her crotch. Her skirt was pulled up as though she had been playing with herself. Ann could not look into the girl's passion enflamed eyes. Having expected that the horrible thing she had done with the boy would have a shocking effect on the girl, Ann could hardly believe that the opposite had been true. The girl acted as though she were much older than her years. Ann felt herself fearing the girl the same way she feared Jose and Jesus. Ronnie was the only person she did not fear even though it was he she had just had sex with.
"Get off of me," Jesus said, pushing at Rita. "You're as big a slut as Mary, playing with yourself like that."
"Who's Mary?"
"I told you. She's your older sister just like Ronnie's your brother."
The girl stood up from Jesus' lap and looked at Ronnie. "Nuts," she said. "I suppose I'm to fuck Ronnie now."
Her words brought laughs from Jose and Jesus, but Ann gasped in unbelief. She scooted back on the floor until she reached the skirt that had been cut from her earlier. She picked it up and used it to cover herself as best she could, draping it between her legs and pulling it up to cover part of her breasts.
"No," Jose answered. "We don't have time. I've got something else to do and you guys are all coming with me. Except for Ann. What I'm doing is none of her business. Besides, she has some work on my Welfare check she needs to do. Isn't that right little lady?"
At the prospect that she would finally be left alone, Ann nodded her head in agreement. She would have agreed to almost anything if they would only leave her alone to think and sort things out in her mind. She sat up now hopeful that things might not be as bad as she had feared. If she could only find a way to stop them from treating her with the freedom they did.
Jesus objected to leaving. "I haven't even fucked her today. You got to fuck her while I was gone to find some kids."
"I told you to find Ronnie. Why did you bring her?"
"Cause there's two kids in the Lopez family. You said so yourself." Jesus tried to get the conversation back to what he wanted. "Can I just have her give me a quick blow job before we go? That won't take long."
Jose hesitated, thinking about it. He looked at Ann and then back at Jesus. He smiled realizing he had the power to say yes or no. He tantalized Jesus by debating, resting his chin in his hand while he pretended to give it consideration. Then he said, "No. I don't think I have time for that." He laughed at Jesus' reaction. "Don't pout. Maybe I'll let her give you a blow job some other time."
Ann heard herself speaking before she realized she had opened her mouth. "You can't just order me around like that. I'm a real person with feeling just like anyone else." She clasped her hand over her mouth, startled at what she had said, her eyes growing wide. She tried to soften it. "It's not right."
Jose's eyes grew stern. "You think I can't tell you what to do?" He reached down and snatched the skirt from her body, exposing her sex to their view again. "I can do anything I want with you and you know it. If I tell you to give Jesus a blow job, you'll do it, won't you?"
Ann did not wait very long before responding. She lowered her eyes and her voice. "Yes," she mumbled. "If you say so."
Jose was somewhat pacified. "That's better."
"Does that mean she's going to suck my dick now or not," Jesus demanded.
"It means only that she will if I want her to but right now I'm in a hurry and I don't want her to."
Ann tried to keep her sigh of relief to herself. She looked again at the girl and saw Rita grinning at her. She was chewing gum and licking her lips at the same time as though too much saliva watered in her mouth. Rita did not notice Ann looking at her because her eyes were riveted on her naked cunt. Ann shivered. What could she be thinking? She acted like she wanted to take Ronnie's place, but that was an impossibility. Unless at thirteen the girl was already a les... She could not finish her thought. It was too perverted to think about.
Jesus kept complaining to Jose about not getting a blow job. "Even Ronnie got to fuck her. I don't see why I can't. You guys can go on and leave me here. I'll meet you back at the house later."
Nothing could sway Jose's mind. "I don't want you bothering her until she finishes those papers and convinces me I won't have any trouble with the welfare check later." He made a sweeping gesture with his hands toward the door that included all of them except Ann. "Now let's get going. I don't want to have to tell anyone again." He turned to Ann with a special warning for her. "I'll be back. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, but when I come back you'd better have something to show me."
And then they were all gone out the door and Ann was left alone. She looked at her naked body sprawled on the floor. No tears came to her eyes this time. She felt a change coming over her. She had been ravaged sexually so many times in the last two days that she was losing her fear of it, if not the shame. She still felt acutely, the humiliation and degradation that was being forced upon her. And she still feared exposure. So what was she to do? If she told Ralph Simpson what was going on would he do anything about it?
Ann stood up and went to the bathroom to shower away the remains of the last few hours. It might be worth a try. After all, Ralph should be involved with this one way or the other.
Chapter Eight
Ann sat in her apartment all day, wrapped in a robe and peeking out the drapes on her front window. She tried to think of action she could take that would relieve the problem of the Lopez case and what it was doing to her. Even after darkness had covered the patio outside, she sat there trying to think of a solution, but nothing came to her. Her body ached from her breasts to her crotch from all the activity she had been through. She slipped her right hand under her robe and massaged her boobs gently, feeling relief at the touch of her finger-tips. They were so crude and inconsiderate.
Finally she stood up. She could put it off no longer. At any moment Jose or Jesus could come back and begin all over again with her. She wanted to put a stop to it even though she had found pleasure in the sex they had forced on her. She crossed quickly to the telephone and dialed Ralph Simpson's home phone number she had looked up in the directory. Her robe had fallen open when she crossed the room and now as the phone rang she saw herself in the minor on the closet door. Her nakedness jumped out at her as a reminder of all she had been through. She felt a deep resentment against Ralph as though he had been the cause of it all.
After the fifth ring, just as she was about to hang up, the phone was answered and she heard Ralph's voice on the other end. "This is Ann," she said.
He was surprised to hear her voice. "I expected you back at the office this afternoon," he said. "I was worried about you."
Ann didn't believe him. More likely he wanted to get her alone again in his office like the day before but she didn't say anything about that. "I have a problem I need to talk to you about," she said instead.
When he responded, Ann knew he was thinking about something else. "You want me to come over to your apartment so we can talk about it?" His voice had dropped to a lower, conspiratorial note. "It will be more comfortable than in my office."
Ann thought about the fact that the men might come back to her apartment and she had been in it like a jail cell all day. She knew she had to get out. "No. I want to come over to your house. I'll explain when I get there." She didn't like the leer in his voice when he agreed, but she would have to make do with whatever attitude he had. She hung up and hurried to dress.
It was only after she was already outside and walking toward her parking space that she realized her car might not even be there. She had not checked all day to see if they had taken it or not. But when she rounded the corner she saw her car in the same place she had parked it that morning. She was less than fifty feet from it when she saw the girl.
Ann stopped and stared. She expected that at any moment the man would round the corner too and advance toward her ready to strip her clothes from her again and force her to perform another degrading sex act but the girl was alone, moving resolutely toward her, her face determined and impish. Ann's heart raced as suspicion gripped her like a dark shadow. What would the girl be doing here alone?
"Hello," Rita said, stopping in front of her and blocking her path to the car. "How's your pussy?
Ann gasped. "My... my what?"
You heard me." Rita sounded tough and convincing with a hard, street maturity way beyond her years. "I asked about your pussy."
Ann flushed, her ears turning red. "It's all right she said, flustered. "What are you doing here?"
Rita narrowed her eyes. "Well, if anyone comes along I'm going to tell them you're my mother and that I want you to take me inside because I'm tired and cold and I don't want to go out tonight. And if you give me any trouble about it, I'll yell and cry and attract as much attention as I can until you agree to do what I want." She waited for this to sink in, then continued. "But once we get inside your apartment, I have something else in mind for us to do."
Ann couldn't believe her ears.. "How did you get here?"
"I took the bus. I've been waiting for this all afternoon, but I couldn't get away from that crazy Jesus and Ronnie until a while ago. Don't look so scared. I'm not going to hurt you."
Ann found herself backing away from the little girl. It seemed ludicrous but she was afraid of her. She was over thirty years old and found herself afraid of a fourteen year old girl. But she knew why. There was something about the girl that reminded her of the way the men acted.
And then she heard Rita explaining it to her, herself. "You think I don't know why you're afraid of Jose, don't you, but I do. They have something on you and I can tell you what it is. They have your own fear of being found out. You're afraid someone's going to find out what a nympho you are."
"I'm not!"
"If you're not a nympho then you're afraid for someone to even suspect that you have sex." Rita's smile was crooked. "So let's go to your apartment."
Ann drew herself up to her full height. "Not on your life," she said, striding off toward her car around Rita. She had gone less than ten feet when she heard Rita's loud piercing scream of pure anguish and felt her hand tugging at her skirt. She tried to pull away but Rita clung to her crying.
"Mother, Mother. Don't make me go out tonight. I'm tired. I haven't eaten all day. Please take me home."
Ann's heart froze in her breast. My God! It sounded so real. The girl played her part like a professional. She could have been an actress. She kicked her heels and cried and pulled at her skirt. Ann tried to push her away and continued to her car but it became an impossible task. Rita would not let go of her.
"Mother, I'm hungry. You promised I wouldn't have to go to the bar with you tonight. You said you'd stay home with me for once." Her voice was loud and child-like. It carried to the surrounding apartments. Across the street an old couple walking past turned to look at them. Ann felt her face turning redder.
"Be quiet," Ann hissed.
In a calm voice the girl replied, "Will you do what I say?" She looked at the couple across the street. "Because If you don't. I can make it harder on you. I can scream for you to please not whip me anymore. And the next thing you know you'll have the police out here investigating you. You don't want that, do you?"
Ann could not stop her hands from trembling. "No," she whispered. "I don't want that."
"I think it's time we went in then, Mother."
Hesitating, Ann decided that it wouldn't hurt anything just to take the girl inside the apartment for a short while. Maybe she could reason with her and make her understand what she was doing was wrong. She nodded her head and turned around. "All right but just for a little while. I have someplace else I'm going tonight."
Rita looked at her suspiciously. "Oh. Well, we'll see if you have time to go someplace else. Lead the way. You might find that you enjoy what I have planned so much that you won't want to go anywhere else. Girls know what women like better than men any day. Have you ever eaten a pussy?"
Ann felt a tingling warning shooting through her loins as she thought of Mary, but she could not bring herself to admit to Rita about that. She shook her head. "What I have and haven't done is none of your business."
Rita didn't seem concerned with her answer. They walked back to Ann's apartment side by side, Rita taking Ann's hand as a child would her mother's. Unlocking the front door, Ann led the way inside. She turned on the lights and set her purse on the kitchen counter. Rita looked around the small apartment and then turned to Ann. "Do you have any beer?"
"You're too young to drink beer."
"Do you have any?" Rita's face scowled.
"No."
Rita sighed. "You're going to have to stop acting like a school teacher." She moved slowly toward Ann, her face softening. She wore a faded print dress, white socks and sandals. When she reached Ann, she stopped, hesitating. She was only as tall as Ann's shoulders and her face looked directly into Ann's breasts. "You have a pretty shape," she said. She looked down at her own chest and pressed her hands against her small breasts. "I'm not very big yet." She looked up. "Do you think I'll get as big as you some day?"
Ann didn't know what to say. "I... I don't know." She tried to step back to widen the distance between them but she bumped against the counter. "Maybe," she stammered.
Rita closed the distance between them again. "Let me feel your breasts," she said, reaching toward her with both hands slowly.
Ann pressed back against the counter "No. It's not right."
"You can feel mine." Rita placed her palms on her own breasts again. They're not big but you can touch them. Look. I don't have a bra on. You can feel them through my dress." She grabbed Ann's left hand and held it to her right breast. "See?"
Ann pulled her hand away. "You don't know what you're doing." she tried to walk around Rita but she blocked her way. "It's late. You should be home. Does your mother know where you are?"
"Never mind that. Think about having your pussy ate. You'd like that wouldn't you?" She pressed herself against Ann and circled her with her arms, burying her face in her breasts "I can eat your pussy better than Ronnie can fuck you. You'll like it better than anything Jose or Jesus can do to you too."
Ann tried to get away from her without hurting her feelings. She tugged at Rita's arms with her hands but she couldn't get her to let go. Finally she said, "Let's sit down on the couch and talk about it."
Rita looked up hopefully. "Yes. That would be better than standing up." They crossed to the couch. Rita waited for Ann to sit down, then sat facing her, sideways, her legs tucked under her. Reaching under her hips, Rita pulled her sandals off, then her socks and dropped them on the floor beside the couch. She moved closer to Ann, her knees touching her right thigh. "I wanted to be alone with you as soon as I saw you today. You remind me of my real mother," Rita said, resting her hands on Ann's right leg.
Ann tried to still the trembling of her hands. How had she gotten herself into this situation? She feared what was about to happen yet she didn't know how to stop it. "Mothers and daughters don't touch each other's breasts."
"They don't? That shows how much you know about it." Rita began stroking Ann's leg, running her fingers up and down her thigh on the outside of her skirt. She touched the back of Ann's right hand and brushed up her bare arm to her shoulder. "Let's take our clothes off."
Ann shivered. "No."
Rita reached behind her and unzipped her own dress. She let it slide down her shoulders to her waist. Her breasts were small, but full and pointed, her body well on it's way through puberty. "I'm not afraid. Look at me." She waited for Ann to look at her exposed breasts. "Touch them."
Ann shook her head.
"Then let me touch yours." She reached out with both hands to cup Ann's large breasts, but Ann caught her wrists gently and tried to keep her hands away. Rita jerked back, her face turning dark. "I'll scream."
"What?"
"If you don't cooperate I'll scream bloody murder till someone comes busting in here and then I'll tell them that you wanted to do dirty things with me sexually."
Ann flinched like she'd been slapped. She had known what it was coming down to, but she had not consciously faced the thoughts until Rita spoke them. "You wouldn't do that."
Try me." Rita slid over and sat directly on top of Ann's lap so that she faced her. Her fingers reached out and began unbuttoning Ann's blouse. Pressing herself back into the couch as much as possible, Ann shivered but she made no attempt to push Rita's hands away again. "That's better," Rita said.
Working her way down from the neck of Ann's blouse, Rita unbuttoned it and pulled it open, exposing her bare stomach and shoulders. She pulled the blouse down Ann's arms and tossed it on the floor on top of her shoes and socks. Unsure at first how Ann would react, Rita fondled the bare flesh of Ann's arms, shoulders and stomach. She touched the stiff material of her bra, all the while watching the expression on Ann's face. She slipped the straps down Ann's shoulders and leaned forward and nuzzled her face in her neck. Her lips touched Ann's skin.
Ann felt powerless to do anything about Rita's advances. She felt herself quivering inside as Rita continued caressing her and nibbling at her neck and brushing her cheek against her own. "Please, don't do this," Ann said.
Rita ignored her and reached behind Ann's back to the snap on her bra. Unhooking it, she pulled the garment from Ann's breasts and dropped it on the floor. Rita leaned back and inspected Ann's heavy breasts, her eyes wide with admiration. "They're beautiful," she said.
Ann tried to hunch her shoulders to make them smaller. Her face reddened with shame. But when Rita bowed her head and nuzzled her nose and mouth between her breasts she did nothing to stop her. She felt a quickening of her pulse as Rita's mouth found her nipple and began nursing them with gentle sucks and slurping sounds. She felt her nerves tingling and her nipples growing erect in Rita's mouth.
Rita lifted her head and put her hands on both sides of Ann's face. "Kiss my breasts," she said, pulling her face toward her small nipples.
Ann allowed her head to be guided to Rita's breasts. Her lips were pressed against her nipples. She opened her mouth and touched them with her tongue, licking upward experimentally as Rita arched her back to press her body harder against Ann's mouth. Flicking the tip of her tongue across first one nipple and then the other, Ann tasted the warm, sweat scented flesh of Rita's young breasts. She couldn't believe she was allowing herself to be drawn into a trap that had no ending. She knew that once she succumbed to Rita's demands there would be no turning back. Rita would have a club she could hold over her head anytime she wanted something from her.
Rita pulled back and stood up. She dropped her dress from her waist to the floor and stepped out of it. Next she pulled her panties down and kicked them off. She rubbed her hands down her stomach to her mound. Her pussy was sparsely tufted with soft strands of downy hair. "Take the rest of your clothes off." She stood waiting, her hands caressing her mound sensuously, her legs spread, a smile on her face.
Ann hesitated.
"I warn you, I'll scream like you've never heard anyone scream before if you back out now," Rita warned, the smile still on her face. She knew she had won. She backed up to give Ann room to stand up and take the rest of her clothes off.
With a sigh of defeat, Ann stood and did as she was told. She dropped her clothes on the floor in a pile at her feet. When she was naked she looked at Rita's eyes staring at her body. She could not help being flattered at the obvious admiration in Rita's gaze. Yet what she was doing was wrong. Why was she doing it? Was it really that she was so afraid of someone thinking bad thoughts about her. Or was it possible that she really wanted to have sex with this young girl? Quickly she put that thought out of her mind. It couldn't be the truth. Still, she felt a fluttering in her stomach and a warmth growing within her loins.
Rita moved close to her and touched her sides and hips with her hands, running them up and down her sides appreciatively. Her face was level with Ann's breasts and she touched them with her lips, opening her mouth and sucking her nipples between her teeth and nipping them gently. She nuzzled her nose into the valley of her breasts and pushed her young body against Ann's stomach. Ann felt the warmth spreading through her body as her nipples came to life in Rita's mouth.
Rita's hands cupped Ann's buttocks, massaging them and squeezing her flesh in her palms. Her fingers traveled along the crack of her ass, spreading her cheeks and searching for the entrance to her rectum. Her tongue licked Ann's breasts. She ground her hips into Ann's, their smooth mounds pressing against each other.
Despite her fear of what she was doing, Ann felt herself responding to the sensual caresses of Rita's hands and mouth. Her body trembled as Rita continued to nurse her breasts and touch her with her hands. Ann allowed her own hands to touch Rita's back and brush up and down along her spine. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. A soft moan escaped her lips.
She pressed her back against the couch. Ann sat on the edge and Rita squatted between her knees, her hands resting on her thighs and began kissing her stomach, licking at her navel with her tongue. She stroked her hands up between Ann's legs, spreading her thighs until she could get her face down close to her shaven cunt. "It's beautiful," Rita said. She licked the outside of her vulva with long, slurping strokes of her tongue. "Oh, it smells good."
Ann held the back of Rita's head in her hands and leaned against the back of the couch, her thighs spread as wide apart as she could get them. Rita's mouth felt good on her lips and she bit her cheek as the tension built within her body. "That feels good," Ann said as Rita's fingers spread her cunt lips apart and exposed the pink inner-lips. Her tongue lapped into the moist slit and searched upward for the hidden button that would drive Ann into a delirious state of excitement.
Rita sucked the tender folds of flesh into her mouth and flicked her tongue up and down until Ann's clitoris stood erect and throbbing in it's sheath-like folds of tender skin. With the first finger of her right hand, Rita traced Ann's perineum from the bottom of her pussy to the beginning cleft of her ass, searching expertly until she reached her anus. She massaged the puckered opening while Ann squirmed in ecstasy at the touch.
Shifting their positions, Rita had Ann lay on her back, stretched out on the couch so that Rita could straddle her body with her head between Ann's legs and Ann staring up into Rita's juicy cunt. Ann knew what to do. She pulled Rita tightly to her with her hands on her ass and pushed her face against the smooth flesh of Rita's mound, licking her tongue into the slit and sucking at the juices already flowing onto her thighs.
They lapped each other's boxes, ramming their tongues into their holes and drinking the hot fluid lubricating their inner membranes. Passion racked both their bodies and they feasted at each other's flesh as though they were starving. Ann bucked and churned her hips into Rita's face. She drew her legs up and spread her knees so that she could cross her ankles behind Rita's neck. Her fingers played with Rita's round ass, pressing the center of her rectum and trying to do the same things for her that she wanted Rita to do to her.
Ann pushed her finger deeply into Rita's squirming asshole. She felt Rita stabbing her own finger into her ass until it too entered her anus and plunged into her rectal canal like a phallus stabbing into a vagina. They worked their fingers in and out of each other's rectums, finger-fucking their holes and eating their pussies at the same time.
Ann reached a climax first, her whole body building to a tremendous release of passion like an exploding kaleidoscope of orgiastic pleasure. Her body bucked and rocked. She ground her hips upward and flayed her legs convulsively. "I'm cumming!" she cried. "I'm cumming!" Her fingers raked and clawed and stabbed at Rita's ass while her mouth, between cries of delight, sucked and slurped madly at her cunt.
And then it was Rita's turn to explode into climax, her body matching Ann's in it's intensity of her release. Her body quivered convulsively as though she were in her death throes. She cried out even louder than Ann. "Yes, yes, yes. Eat me, fuck my ass. It's happening. I'm CUMMMMMMING!"
She bucked and churned her hips into Ann's face and clawed her thighs with her fingers. "Yes. Eat me, Mother eat me, eat me. Ohhhhhh... Mother!"
They thrashed and churned in each other's arms until they were depleted and drained of energy. Ann was shocked at how passionately she had responded to Rita. She caressed her back with her hands as they lay exhausted on the couch, both too tired to move.
Finally Rita sat up and rolled off the couch. She stood looking down at Ann for a moment and then she said, "You liked it, didn't you?"
Ann tried to keep the embarrassed flush from spreading over her face but she couldn't. "You made me do it," she said.
Rita smiled and licked some moisture from her lips with her tongue. "Yea, but you ate my pussy like an expert." She rubbed her crotch lewdly. "You were really good." She bent over and began sorting through the clothes on the floor, separating hers from Ann's. She pulled her dress over her head and looked at Ann, her impish look on her face. "Maybe you haven't thought about it yet, but you should really be afraid of me now."
Startled, Ann sat up. "Why."
"Because you've just performed a perverse sex act with a minor and I don't mind talking about the things I do."
Chapter Nine
Ann watched in shock as Rita put on her socks and shoes and calmly walked toward the front door to leave. Rita turned the door knob and suddenly the door was pushed open from outside. They both jumped at the noise of the door slamming against the wall. Jose stood outside, a sneer on his face. When he saw Rita his eyebrows went up in surprise. He looked into the room and saw Ann sitting naked on the couch. His face turned to anger. "What's going on here?" he demanded, striding into the room and throwing the door closed behind him.
Reaching quickly for her blouse, Ann held it in front of her breasts. Rita jumped back and Ann noticed the confidence she had shown when they had been alone disappeared. She showed as much fear of Jose as Ann did herself. "Nothing," Ann replied timidly to Jose's question.
Jose stomped to the center of the room, his hands on his hips, and centered his attention on Rita. "What are you doing here?"
Rita pursed her lips. "It's none of your business," she told him, stepping back and clasping her hands at her small breasts nervously.
Jose's right hand lashed out and slapped Rita on the left side of her face with his palm and then backhanded the right side of her face. "Don't give me any of your shit. I said what are you doing here?"
Rocked by the force of Jose's blows, Rita staggered backward, barely managing to maintain her balance. Her hands went to her cheeks and she blinked back tears. "Nothing. I'm not doing anything here. I just wanted to talk to her is all."
Jose spun around and looked at Ann. "Did you ask her here?"
Ann shook her head in denial, fear causing her body to tremble. "She came on her own."
Jose turned back to Rita. "I'm going to whip your ass for this little girl. I told you to stay away from here when I wasn't with you. I don't want you blabbing your mouth around to people." He unbuckled the belt to his jeans. As he pulled it from his pants, he smiled crookedly.
Ann watched in terror as he moved close to Rita, drawing the belt back to swing it at her. The first lash of the belt landed on Rita's left calf. Her leg danced painfully away from him. He followed her and swung again, this time catching her other calf. When Rita skipped to the other side of the room, Jose followed her and grabbed her by her hair. "Let her go," Ann pleaded.
Jose ignored her and twisted Rita's hair behind her head, forcing her to cringe backward. Dropping his belt for a moment, Jose began tearing Rita's dress from her shoulders, ripping away the buttons in the process and jerking it down her body. When Rita was completely naked, Jose let go of her and pushed her away from him so he could swing his belt at her again. This time he aimed for her thin flanks and the belt snapped painfully across her buttocks.
Rita cried. "We didn't talk about anything. Honest, Jose. Please don't whip me any more. I'll do anything you say."
Jose still paid no attention to her pleading. He swung his belt at her legs and butt over and over, sometimes letting his aim go up high on her back so that soon her whole backside was red and burning from her calves up to her shoulders. Finally Jose dropped the belt and grabbed Rita by her hair again. He dragged her to a chair by the couch and sat down facing Ann. Pulling Rita onto his lap, he drew back his right hand and began slapping her naked buttocks.
Ann watched in sympathy as Rita squirmed painfully under the flaying blows from Jose's hand. "Don't whip her anymore," Ann pleaded. "She didn't do anything wrong."
"Why shouldn't I whip her?" Jose demanded, continuing to rain down his anger on the little girl. "What good is she to me if she doesn't do what I tell her? This way she'll remember."
"I'll do anything you ask if you'll quit whipping her," Ann said.
Jose stopped whipping Rita and held her crying and wriggling on his lap. He smiled at the redness of her skin and ran his hands over her butt in a teasing, tantalizing way that told Rita she might or might not get more whipping but to just cool it for a minute. Looking up at Ann, his eyes narrowed. "You'll do anything I want anyway, but if you want to help Rita, rub the sting from her ass with your hands."
Ann was not sure what he had in mind at first, but then she understood. He wanted to see her caressing Rita's backside. Somehow he knew that Rita liked women and that was why she had come to her apartment. He was just taking the opportunity to enjoy tormenting them. Still, caressing Rita's bottom would make the sting go away quicker. She leaned forward and complied with his request. She ran her fingers tenderly over the red, enflamed area of Rita's skin, soothing her as best she could.
Finally Jose stopped her and told her to sit back on the couch and spread her knees apart so he could stare at her pussy while he finished dealing with Rita. Ann did as she was told and watched with growing fear at what he did with Rita. Leaning back in his chair, he spread his legs and ordered Rita to squat on the floor between his legs and unzip his pants and pull his cock out.
"All you have to do," he told Rita, "is suck my cock till it gets hard. I'm going to let you get me ready to fuck Ann. In fact, I'm going to let you get her ready to fuck me as well."
Rita had a lot of trouble getting his pants unzipped. Her fingers were eager to please him in fear that he would start spanking her again. She tugged at his fly until she managed to get the zipper down, then reached in with her right hand and flipped his cock and balls out between the opening. Using her left hand, she cupped his balls and gripped his fat organ in her right fist.
Quickly, she began pumping her hand up and down, her fist slapping against his pants. Jose's rod grew rapidly in her hand. His knob bulged and turned purple as the skin stretched tightly and blood pumped into his cock. Rita's hand moved up and down, her fingers milking expertly on his thick shaft.
When his lance stood at complete erection, Rita leaned forward without being told and took the head of his cock into her mouth. She licked up the perineum with her tongue and sucked the skin under his head into her mouth. She nibbled and bathed his organ greedily. With her eyes closed, she slurped her head up and down. She fingered his scrotum and hefted his balls in her palm.
"That's it," Jose said. "Suck it little girl. Get it nice and hard and slick so I can ram it up Ann's hot cunt. Suck it good." He toyed with her ears with his fingers, pulling and guiding her head to the places on his throbbing dong that he wanted her to lick and suck. "You give a better blow job than Mary even."
Ann's face flushed in embarrassment as she watched the spectacle before her. And she was powerless to stop it. Powerless to keep from getting fucked again and powerless to stop Jose from forcing a little girl to suck his cock. She cringed against the couch, too scared to even defy him by closing her knees. She remained rigid in the position he had assigned her and watched while Rita was forced to blow him.
Finally Jose pushed Rita's face from his crotch. "That's enough. I don't want to go off too soon. Let me save my cum to flood Ann's hungry little cunt." He lifted his right foot and pushed it into Rita's stomach. "Take my shoes off."
Rita did not argue with him. She untied his shoes and pulled them off along with his socks. He stood up and she pulled his pants and underwear down so he could step out of them. He took his own shirt off and sat back down in the chair facing Ann. He looked at Ann's spread vulva. "Now suck her cunt so she's just as ready to fuck as I am."
Embarrassed by his crude behavior, Ann kept her eyes averted until she felt Rita's small hands on her open thighs. She looked down at the top of Rita's head. Knowing there was no way out of having to perform for Jose, Ann spread her legs wider to make it easier for Rita to get to her cunt. Rita's mouth was warm and tender on her pussy lips, circling her vulva and lapping lovingly at her slit. Despite the climax she had, had not long ago, Ann felt herself responding to the expert treatment of her box by Rita's tongue.
Rita caressed her thighs with her hands while she continued nursing at her enflamed sex. Ann held Rita's face between her thighs with her gaze, so she would not meet Jose's lustful stare. Rita performed as though they were alone and not being watched or forced to do what they were doing. She moved her fingers to Ann's breasts, caressing her firm globes and rolling her nipples between her fingers.
Ann sucked her breath in and leaned her head back as passion churned through her loins and breasts. She bit her lower lip to keep from crying out. She had not wanted to show how much Rita's mouth aroused her but she could not keep from grinding her hips upwards into Rita's face and moaning softly.
Jose laughed when he saw the state of arousal she was in. "Keep it up little girl. Keep eating her, I think she likes it," He played with his cock, stroking his shaft up and down and pulling his foreskin over his engorged head. He kept his cock hard and ready to penetrate Ann's body at his pleasure. His eyes feasted on the sexual display they enacted for him.
Not until Ann felt herself close to climax did Jose order Rita to stop lapping her pussy. Rita drew her head back and looked at Jose for further instructions. Jose pushed her aside and grabbed Ann's ankles and pulled her unceremoniously from the couch, her rear bouncing on the floor painfully. Ann tried to catch herself with her hands but his action took her by surprise and she felt her teeth snapping shut as she hit the floor.
Like an animal, Jose crawled on top of her on the floor, working his hips between her spread thighs and aiming his swollen tool into the center of her dripping cunt. He pushed his knob into the opening and with one hard thrust of his hips, sent his tool scurrying into the tunnel of her vagina. His cock head thrust aside the tender membrane lining her pussy and buried itself to the hilt in her body. His hips ground furiously into her, his organ working itself in and out like a piston.
His fingers clawed at her breasts and his breath hissed in her ear hotly. Using his elbows on her thighs for leverage, Jose fucked her like he was riding a horse, thrashing his hips and kicking with his knees and toes on the floor. The shaft of his cock pressed against the sheath of her clit, rubbing it back and forth the way Rita's tongue had done earlier.
Ann felt her pulse racing through her body and knew that she could not stop growing need within her for release. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to the feeling of sensual pleasure throbbing from the very center of her being. Unable to deny herself, she met his churning hips with grinding motions of her own body. His cock filled her vagina to the bursting point, stretching her cavity with the massiveness of his tool.
Again as Ann approached climax the friction to her cunt was stopped as Jose pulled his dick from her box. He grabbed her right arm and leg and flipped her over on her stomach. "Your cunt is so good, I think I'll try your ass. Jesus says its real good." He ordered her to present the center of her ass to him.
Ann balanced herself on her elbows and knees and arched her back obediently. She rested her face on the floor, her hands alongside her chin. From her position on the floor, she could see up into Rita's enthralled face as she watched the performance. She felt her face flushing in embarrassment as she realized how humiliated a creature she must appear. She felt his cock probing at her anus and tensed her muscles in anticipation of the pain she was sure she would feel. But this time instead of ramming his prod into her with the force of a knife, he rocked his hips gently, pressing his bulbous head into the puckered center of her anus.
The head of his cock, lubricated with the juices from her pussy, slipped past her tightly clenched sphincter muscle and opened the way for the rest of his rod to slide in with the persistent pressure of his body. Instead of pain, Ann felt a hot fullness to her bowels that soon grew to a burning lust as he began pumping into her asshole the same way he had earlier fucked into her pussy.
Ann saw Rita's eyes grow wide with wonder that she could be enjoying having her ass fucked. She turned her head to avoid her eyes and bit her lower lip again, trying not to cry out with the passion bubbling through her veins. She liked it. She couldn't help herself. She was going to reach climax without anything in her box.
Just as she reached the first convulsion of a body wrenching orgasm, she felt Jose's organ shoot it's first load of cum into her ass and heard him cry out in the throes of passion. "Aaggh... I'm CUMMMMMMMMMING!" His body bucked furiously and he lunged with increased need in and out of her vagina, his rod stabbing into her with a wet slurping sound.
Ann lost in her own orgasm, raked his back with her nails as she reached around behind her. He powered his rod with thrusts of his buttocks. "Yes, yes," she cried. "Fuck me, fuck me."
Their bodies thrashed frantically, locked together like animals. They coiled and clawed at each other until they were both drained and depleted. Finally Jose pushed himself up with his arms and slowly pulled his shriveling organ from her ass. His crooked smile returned to his face. "You're always a tremendous fuck. You're going to make me happy for a long time. Your ass is as good as your box."
He stood up and straddled her. "Now tell me," he said, "if you have finished the papers I told you to?"
Chapter Ten
Ann could not believe that he could shift from sex to concern for his welfare check so fast. "I haven't finished them," she said, cringing back against the couch in fear that he would hit her. She held her hands to her throat, her elbows covering her breasts.
Jose did not hide the anger in his face. "I'm going to give you the rest of the night to get the papers ready. In the morning when I come back you'd better be ready to show them to me and they'd better have your signature on them." He turned and started picking up his clothes and putting them on.
Rita spoke for the first time. "You're not leaving are you?"
Jose stepped into his pants and zipped them up. He stopped and looked at Rita. "Why? You're getting out of here too. I don't want you hanging around."
"What's the rush?" Rita taunted. "Aren't you man enough to screw two women in the same evening? She stood up and before either of them knew what she was doing, pulled her dress off over her head. She stood naked in front of them, her small breasts protruding in front of her, her legs spread to show her smooth, young cunt. "I want you to fuck me too."
Jose laughed. "You're good to warm me up but I've never fucked a little baby before. You're too young for me. Besides, your little cunt wouldn't even be big enough."
Rita arched her back and rested one hand on her hip in as provocative a pose as she could. "That's what you think," she said, advancing toward him, swinging her hips from side to side in an exaggerated gesture. She reached out and grabbed the front of his pants and .unzipped his fly back down. "I can do a lot of things you don't think I can." She reached inside the opening of his pants and grabbed his cock and balls and pulled them out.
His tool was still wet from Ann's pussy juice. Rita began squeezing his rod expertly between her fingers and immediately it began to respond to her touch, filling with blood and growing quickly into a stiff pole.
Ann was shocked by Rita's behavior. At first she had started to protest Rita's bold offer to have sex with Jose, but something kept her still. She wished she did not have to watch what was going on. She felt a genuine closeness to Rita despite the way Rita had forced her to perform sex with her and she did not want to see her hurt by Jose. She watched with embarrassment as Rita continued to seduce Jose.
Pulling his pants down his legs, Rita stroked his legs with her fingers as she squatted down and pulled his clothes from his feet. "You're going to enjoy this," Rita said, provocatively. "You think you've had good fucks before but you've never had a fuck till you've fucked someone as young as me."
Jose laughed at her, still not believing that she really wanted or was capable of fucking someone with as big a cock as his. "You don't know what you're trying to do," he said. "Your little cunt may be big enough for someone like Ronnie, but not for me."
"You can force it a little since you're so big and strong," Rita responded. But to Ann it seemed there was a note of fear in Rita's voice as though she really wasn't sure that she would be able to do what she said she could. With both of them nude, Rita moved closer to Jose, holding his cock in her right hand, she rubbed it's underside against her stomach while she stroked his hips and thighs with her left. "Oh, you do have a big rod. Once you get that big thing inside me, you're going to get a screwing you never dreamed you'd get."
Jose closed his eyes, a smile on his face and let Rita's hands bring him to a huge state of erection. He became lost in the erotic stimulation of her young fingers. "Ahhhh," he sighed. "You do seem to know what you are doing. When I made you fuck Ronnie this afternoon, I didn't know what a good deal I was giving him. I think he enjoyed you more than he did fucking Ann."
Ann gasped in horror that poor Rita had been made to go through the same thing she had been forced to go through. She wondered about the life Rita must have, to be pushed .round and exposed to so many things at her young age. She watched in anger as Jose wrapped his fingers in Rita's hair and began pushing her head down his body, encouraging her to kiss his stomach and flesh as she was forced down to her knees in front of him.
"That's it, little girl. You really are an expert at this I should have fucked you this afternoon, but I didn't think you could take it."
Rita pulled the skin of his dick back and squeezed his shaft at its base, forcing blood into his purple corona. She rubbed the velvety texture of his stretched skin against her cheeks and over her lips. Sticking her tongue out, she lapped the underside of his tool, tasting the tangy moisture left from Ann's box and his cum. She took his head into her mouth and sucked it like a stick of candy, wrapping her tongue around it and working her head up and down, swallowing the juices into her stomach.
Jose began grinding his hips forward, making a soft moaning sound of pleasure. "Ahhhh... that's good. Keep it up. Maybe I'll just cum in your mouth and not fuck you."
Rita stopped sucking his dick and pulled her head back. "No," she said. "I want you to fuck me." She sat back on her buttocks on the floor, resting against her hands and spreading her legs so he could see her pussy. "Look at that," she said. "You don't want to miss out on having your cock in that do you." With her right hand she began rubbing her mound, sticking her index finger into the slit between her lips and working it around in a circular, stabbing motion. "I'll be the best fuck you've ever had."
Jose watched her, his tongue coming out and licking his lips. His eyes burned lustfully and his cock throbbed in anticipation. "Maybe you will," he said, watching her finger working in and out of her little cunt. He got down on his knee, and straddled her, pushing his cock close to her face. "But I want you to suck my dick some more first. You give an excellent blow job."
Continuing to arouse herself with her finger, Rita opened her mouth and let Jose push his organ between her lips. Jose pumped his hips; his balls swung freely between his legs, periodically slapping the underside of Rita's chin. He took Rita's ears in his hands for leverage and worked his hips faster, his tool diving in and out of Rita's mouth; his head poking lustfully at the back of her throat.
Jose pushed her head down to the floor and turned around, leaving his prick in her mouth all the while, until he faced her feet. Bracing himself on his hands and knees, he worked his hips up and down, keeping his rod moving in and out of her mouth. He pushed Rita's hand from her box and slowly bent forward until his face was buried between her thighs and he could taste her vulva with his lips. His tongue came out and he licked her crotch, tasting the warmth of her tender skin. He circled her mound with his mouth and bit gently. His tongue separated her lips and he sucked one side into his mouth and nibbled his way around to the other side.
Rita spread her legs wider to give him plenty of room to eat her. She made small moaning sounds as her mouth worked at his thick prick and he lapped at her pussy. Her fingers moved to his ass and she gripped each of his buttocks in her hands, squeezing and massaging them.
Ann could tell that Rita was trying to take all of Jose's cock into her mouth but her throat just was not big enough to accomplish the feat. Rita pulled down on Jose's hips with her hands and arched her back and lifted her head to try and open her throat wider but she still could not get it all in. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around Jose's neck to keep his face pressed tightly into her cunt.
Ann wanted to stop it. She couldn't stand to see Rita being treated in such a way by a grown man. But she realized that Rita was older than her years and was not the type of person that would allow someone else, especially her, to tell her what she could or couldn't do. She wanted to turn her head away but the sight of their bodies wrapped together in mutual oral sex captured her attention.
Finally Jose pulled his dick out of Rita's mouth and turned around, his hands on each side of her waist and his knees between her legs. He dipped his head to her box now dripping with saliva from his mouth and the natural lubrication flowing from Rita's pussy. He licked at the juices covering her mound and the tender area of her inner thighs. He rubbed his nose and face against her cunt, slurping upward with his tongue. Moving his hands up her body, his fingers found her small breasts and began toying with her nipples until they grew puckered and erect.
"That feels good," Rita mumbled. "You're a good cunt lapper, Jose."
"Wait till you feel my cock inside you. You'll think good cunt lapper then."
"What are you waiting for then? Put it in."
Jose moved forward and lowered his hips. He held his cock in his hand and guided it to Rita's squirming snatch. Pressing his head into her slit, he wiggled his hips in a rotating motion to try and force it inside. Rita spread her legs as far apart as possible and wrapped her ankles around his back. "Push." She said. Her face was set in determination to take all of his huge phallus inside her body. She thrust her hips upward again and again, pulling with her legs as Jose manipulated his prick with his fingers.
Ann could see between Jose's legs as he tried desperately to penetrate Rita's box. His balls hung like two lemons and his thick shaft stabbed like a lance. Finally she saw his head disappearing between Rita's cunt lips and then slowly his shaft began to disappear, sliding slowly into the cavity of Rita's body. Rita's face grimaced with the initial pain of penetration. Deeper and deeper his cock plowed into her until finally it was buried to the hilt in her fourteen year old pussy.
Rita's breasts heaved as she gasped for air like a swimmer coming to the surface after being too long under water. But slowly the pain subsided as her cunt, stretched to the maximum, grew used to his cock. He moved his hips slowly up and down. At first, Rita clung to him, her body tense, in fear that he would hurt her, but as his organ began working in and out of her body and the friction was eased by their mutual lubrication, her tension began to melt away and she settled into an easy rhythm.
"Tight," Jose hissed between clenched teeth. "My god, it's tight. I feel like I'm fucking a baby."
Rita hunched her hips upward. "You're fucking a hot teenage pussy, Jose, not a baby."
For a moment Jose was thrown off his stride. But then his lust over came him and he concentrated on stabbing his cock into her pussy. His hips churned like a bellows, his breath whooshing in and out of his lungs. "Agggghh... agggghhhh," he cried. "I'm almost ready to cum." He lunged in and out of her faster and faster.
Rita did not fall behind. She matched each thrust of his hips with an upward motion of her own. Her face was sat in a smile of mixed pain and pleasure. Ann could tell that she too was close to reaching a climax. Their bodies continued flaying into each other, both of them lost in the need for release.
Their climax came at the same time. Jose screamed curses and obscenities into Rita's ear and clawed at her breasts with his fingers as his body pumped load after load of cum into her small cunt. The viscous fluid filled her box and ran out between her lips and onto the floor as his dagger plunged again and again into her box.
Rita's heels pounded Jose's ass as she rocked painfully in the throes of her own climax "Don't stop," she pleaded. "Keep fucking me. I'm cummiiinng. I'm cumming." She thrashed madly under him, her hips churning furiously as convulsions twisted her body.
It seemed like forever to Ann before their climax subsided and they lay still on the floor, Jose resting his head on Rita's small breasts, his breath coming in gasps. Rita held his head in her hands and looked up at Ann. She winked and held her finger and thumb together to form a circle behind Jose's back so he couldn't see. She smiled. Ann did not understand the significance of what she was doing.
Finally Jose pushed himself off Rita and stood up, his cock limp and dripping cum. He looked down at her. "You were almost as good a fuck as Ann." He smiled his crooked smile. "Now get up from there and get dressed." He started putting his clothes on. He was completely dressed before Rita had even put on her panties. Jose marched to the door and turned around. "I have something else I have to do now or I'd stay and make sure you got the hell out of here," he said to Rita. "But as it is, I can't but you'd better be gone damn soon or you'll pay for it later." He turned to look at Ann, his voice a deep growl. "And you had better have those papers to show me the next time I come around or you'll go through an orgy you never dreamed possible." He turned and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.
Ann looked at Rita who sat on the couch, still only wearing her panties. "Why did you do that?" Ann asked, her voice showing concern that she could have been hurt.
"Because you're such a coward. If someone didn't do something to stop him, Jose would manipulate everyone around to do what he wants. He has something on everyone. Well, now we have something on him."
"What?"
"What? Are you crazy. Didn't you see what he just did?" Rita smiled and picked up her dress from the floor. "He fucked a minor and in the law books that's a crime. He could go to jail for that. Now I finally have something on him and you're my witness."
Ann cringed back against the couch. "You mean you think I would testify in court?" She shook her head in fear. "No. I couldn't. I won't. I couldn't stand the scandal."
Rita narrowed her eyes. "You will if I force you to. Besides, do you want to do something illegal by faking those papers he's talking about? If you do then you'll be just as bad as he is."
Ann searched her mind for an alternative. Maybe if she explained the problem to her supervisor he could do something about it. She watched Rita pull her dress on over her head. But what if he wouldn't? What if all he wanted from her was the same thing Jose wanted? What then?
Chapter Eleven
Ann offered to drive Rita home but she refused saying she'd just as soon take the bus since she didn't want trouble with Jose seeing them together yet. After she left, Ann showered and dressed. It was ten o'clock in the evening. She still wanted to see Ralph Simpson. She started to call but then decided he might refuse to see her since it was so late. Picking up her purse, she walked out the front door to her car.
Her breasts felt tender in the cups of her bra. Her mind kept re-playing the events of the last couple of days. She had been forced to participate in more sex during the last couple of days than any other two days of her life. What surprised her the most was that she had continued to respond. She started her car and pulled out of her parking space.
The drive to Ralph Simpson's house took twenty minutes. She had never been to his house before and had a little difficulty locating it in the dark. When she found it, she parked across the street and sat in her car in the dark watching the house for a moment to collect herself before going up to the door The house was a small frame home in a middle class neighborhood. It was partly obscured by a tall hedge but she could see a light on in one of the side windows. Getting out of her car, she walked across the street and knocked on the door.
When the door opened, Ralph stood there wearing only a robe wrapped around his body. He held a drink in his hand and he smiled when he saw her. Ann's feelings were mixed. Since her divorce from her husband, she had always thought she would have liked to get to know her supervisor on a personal basis. He was only a few years older than her and was attractive in a rugged sort of way. That feeling had been shattered when he had trapped her in his office the other day. Now she did not know what to expect from him. She knew she needed someone to lean on and she wanted it to be him since he was her last hope.
"I was beginning to think you weren't coming," he said. Inside, he seated her on a zebra striped couch and gave her a drink. Pulling up a chair directly across from her, he sat down, his eyes devouring her body and centering on her thighs where the low couch caused her dress to slide too far up her legs. She tried to push it down with one hand without spilling her drink, realized she was acting too nervous and contented herself with keeping her knees together.
"I have to tell you about the Lopez case," she began. Once she started talking, it was like a damn had burst inside her and she couldn't stop talking until she had told him the whole story, leaving nothing out except her relationship with Rita. When she finished, she leaned back exhausted, thankful she had finally gotten the whole thing out in the open. But the words that came out of his mouth was like a slap in the face.
"That's the biggest bunch of bull shit I've ever heard," he said, his eyes flicking from her thighs to her breasts to her face. "The truth is you're just a nympho and you don't want to admit it."
Ann's hands went to her mouth. "No. That's not true!" She felt tears coming to her eyes as her last hope began to shatter. "I'm not. I tell you they forced me to do those things."
Ralph stood up and moved over to the couch and sat down beside her. His robe fell open and Ann saw that he wore nothing under it. She cringed back away from him, fearing what was coming.
You liked what I made you do in my office the other day so you made up that cock and bull story to let me know you would be an easy victim if I wanted to do it again. Isn't that the real truth?"
Ann shook her head. Tears ran down her cheeks. "No. Why won't you believe me?"
Ralph touched her right knee with his right hand. Because we both know what the truth is. Why do we have to play this game?" His hand began stroking her knee and thigh slowly and softly. "Wouldn't it be nicer if you just took off your clothes and we made love without me having to force you to do it?"
"I didn't come here to have sex with you. I came here because I need your help."
"Sure. At ten thirty in the evening you come to my home all worried about one of your cases and tell me that for the last two days you've been raped and forced to perform all sorts of dirty sex acts. Now what am I to think? It seems to me that all you're trying to do is get me sexually excited." His hand moved higher up her thigh. "Well, if that's what you're trying to do, you've succeeded. I'm not going to blow your game if you want to play it that way. I'd be glad to rape you if you want it that way."
"That's not what I want." She pushed his hand away but he brought it right back. "I don't want to be forced into anything anymore. That's what I want to stop. You've got to do something about the Lopez case because the whole family is a fraud. Jesus may be in on it too, but I think Jose is the leader and I'm sure he's the one who controls the money when it comes in. For all I know he may even have more than one fake family set up and be getting welfare checks for them too."
Ralph laughed at her, sliding his hand as far up her thigh as he could reach, his fingers squeezing and stroking her flesh. He set his drink on the floor and moved closer to her, his left hand playing with the short hair at the back of her neck. "If I'm supposed to get out my whips and chains and leather items," he said, "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed because I don't have any." He thought a minute. "I could gag you and tie you spread-eagled to the bed or on the floor or somewhere. Would you like that?" His right hand moved under her skirt.
Ann's heart raced in her breast. Would no one ever believe her? She scooted her hips back into the couch to pull away from his hand, fearing if she fought against him, he would take it as a sign that she wanted to struggle with him and be tied up or possibly even something worse although she could not imagine what that would be. His hand reached her panties and pulled the elastic binding around her thigh aside to slip his fingers into the moist slit of her cunt. She sucked in her breath as his fingers pulled her lips aside and expertly dipped into the entrance to her vagina.
"You just like to be fucked," he said. "The first time I saw you, I said to myself you were the person I would most like to take to bed with me " The first finger of his hand at her neck traced a line slowly down her breast to the tip of her right nipple protruding like a firm cone against her blouse "I was bluffing you when I told you there were rumors running around that you would do anything your husband wanted you to do and that you loved to do anything sexual." Through her blouse, his finger circled the circumference of her nipple causing tingling sensations to shoot through her breasts and loins.
"It's not true," he continued. "There are no rumors going through the office about you. But after our trial run in the office, I realize that you do like to fuck. And now with that fantastically made up story about the Lopez case, you're coming here to tell me you want more of the same. Well sweety you've come to the right place." He drew his finger along the slit of her cunt and raked his fingers through her hair. "I'm going to you're your brains out."
"You've got it all wrong," Ann cried. "The Lopez case fraud is real. I'm relieved to hear there are no rumors about me at the welfare department, but it makes me angry the way you used me." She pushed his hand between her legs away from her.
He grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her head. "Don't push me away," he said. "I'm taking what I want from you. You can play your game any way you want. If you want to force me to whip you and tie you up I will. If you want it to be easy I'll do it the same way."
Ann struggled to get free from the hand twisting her arm but he held her wrist tighter as she pulled against him. He grabbed her other wrist, straddled her lap with his knees, and held her arm pinned to the back of the couch. "This has got to stop," Ann said. "I'll scream." And for the first time, Ann knew she meant it.
"Oh, you want to be gagged, huh? All right, I told you I would play it your way."
Pulling both her wrists behind her neck, he held them with one hand and with his other, reached into his robe pocket and took out a handkerchief. He stuffed it into her mouth just as she opened it to scream. When she tried to spit it out, he held it with the palm of his hand.
He sprawled her across the seat of the couch on her stomach. Pushing her head into the cushion, he sat on her shoulders, her wrists between his knees. Ann could hardly breathe. She tried to twist her head to get her nose free. Finally she managed to get some air by straining her head upward as far as possible. She tried to scream but found it impossible with the cushion holding the handkerchief in place that gagged her mouth
Continuing to hold her wrists with one hand, he tugged her skirt up over her hips with his other. He caressed her buttocks through her panties. "Nice," he said, allowing his fingers the luxury of exploring her flesh. "We're going to have fun tonight. Just relax and enjoy it." Twisting her hips from side to side, she tried to roll him off of her, but she succeeded only in causing her air supply to be even more reduced. "Be a good girl," he said, "or I'll be forced to spank you."
When she did not stop churning her hips and trying to buck him off, he began slapping her ass. His first blow took her by surprise and she stopped her thrashing in shock, but with his second blow, she resumed her struggle with increased energy. It became a contest between them. Each time Ann tossed her body, he brought his hand down across her ass in order that the stinging slaps of his hand would have better effect.
As the blows continued to rain down on her bare bottom, Ann's ass turned from white to light pink to deep red. She remembered the whipping Jose had given her in the bathtub with his belt. This whipping was different. His hand stung her, but it was not the remembered pain of Jose's belt. The stinging caused a glow to begin deep within her buttocks which spread out through her body from her loins. She fled from the idea that she would again be aroused against her will but it was useless to deny what was happening. The spanking began arousing her passion as nerves tingled throughout her flesh.
"If I let go of your head and take out the gag, will you promise not to scream?" he asked her.
She nodded her head under his hand. Anything would be better than not being able to breathe. She lifted her head when he removed his hand and took great gulps of fresh air. Her breasts heaved. His hand reached around her and cupped her left breast, his fingers working at her nipple under her bra. "I don't want to be hurt," she said.
"Will you co-operate?"
Again she agreed. He rolled off of her and stood up. She sat up on the couch and looked at him. He began removing his robe and indicated that she was to take her clothes off as well. Embarrassed, she removed her clothes sitting down, taking her shoes and stockings off first and then unbuttoning her blouse, laying it on the cushion beside her. She leaned forward and unhooked her bra and let the cups fall forward into her hands. She stacked her clothes beside her. She lifted her hips and pulled her skirt and panties down at the same time, lifting her legs so the material would fall from her feet.
"Follow me," he said, turning and walking from the living room into a hallway. Ann walked resigned behind him. The hall ended at a closet door. Ralph opened the door and indicated with a sweep of his hand that she was to go inside. She peered in. The closet was as wide as the hall and extended back for about six feet. Several filled rows of shelves were at the end and a single rack across one side held his hangers of clothes.
"Why in there?"
He pushed her inside and stepped in behind her and closed the door. She couldn't see anything. "In case you change your mind and decide to scream," he said. "It won't do you any good in here because no one would be able to hear you outside the house."
She could not see him at all and the sound of his voice coming out of the darkness caused fear to shoot her pulse rate speeding through her body. She bit the back of her hand to keep from crying out. When he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to him and began kissing her mouth and neck. She felt better, safer in some ridiculous way than she did just hearing his voice out of the dark. He pulled her to the floor and buried his face in her breasts, sucking and licking at the heavy, twin mountains of firm flesh heaving under the rapid intake of her breathing.
The passion of his mouth feasting on her naked body enflamed Ann's sexual desire to the boiling point. Her cunt throbbed between her legs, yearning to have his cock stabbed into it. She ceased all struggle against him. He sensed the change in her and immediately ordered her to lick his balls and suck his cock. He guided her head down his body to his erection. She took his penis into her mouth and sucked gently on his head, her tongue generously bathing his hot flesh. He turned around and dipped his own head between her legs to nurse at the opening of her vagina.
When both of their passions cried out to complete the union, he turned around and pushed his lubricated organ into the mouth of her pussy. Furiously, they ground their hips together in a rapid rhythm of sensual lust. Their breathing came in great gulps of need. Locked together, they both fought to find that precarious place from which they could hurl themselves into the great abyss of orgasmic release.
Faster and faster their bodies struggled, heaving and churning until they exploded into body-rending convulsions of delight. Ann cried out in pleasure as Ralph shot streams of cum into her cunt. Over and over they coiled together in spasms of gripping climax.
When it was over and they lay together in each other's arms, Ann realized how easily she could truly care for this man, but it seemed impossible that she would be able to convince him of the realities of the Lopez case. And until that was done she knew she would never be free.
Chapter Twelve
The following evening, Ann paced nervously in her apartment. She had one chance to make everything right. She had made all the arrangements and if her efforts for this evening did not work out she did not know what else to do. When she called Jose and told him in no uncertain terms that she had no intention of signing the papers, she knew what his response would be. "You'll pay for this!" he'd said. And Ralph had been invited over to her apartment for this evening with the promise that she would keep the front door unlocked for him.
When the door buzzer sounded, Ann crossed her fingers, hoping that Jose had shown up first. She hurried to the door and opened it. Jose, Jesus, and Mary stood on her door step. Ann stepped aside as Jose led them into her apartment. Relieved that Jose came first, Ann's heart nevertheless, raced in her breast now that the stage was set for her plan.
Jose growled at her. "I told you what would happen if you didn't do what I said. You'd better get your ass ready for the fucking of your life. Get your clothes off or my belt will be wrapped around your neck." He turned to Mary. "You do the same, woman. Get naked."
Ann and Mary both responded to his order immediately. It took them only a moment to strip their clothes off and stand naked in front of the two men, both nervous and fearing what they would be ordered to do. Mary looked at Ann as if to say how sorry she was to be involved in what was coming down. But they were both helpless to defend themselves against Jose.
Unzipping his pants, Jose flipped his cock out. "Suck this," he ordered Ann "Jesus, take your dick out and have Mary blow you." Eagerly Jesus unzipped his pants and pulled his soft organ out of his opening. With both men fully clothed and their cocks hanging out of their pants, the women were forced down to their knees in front of them and made to suck their cocks.
Ann balanced herself by holding Jose's thighs as she took the head of his limp phallus into her mouth and began sucking it. Even soft his dick was huge, filling her mouth and forcing her to open her jaws wide to accommodate it. She curled her lips over her teeth as his tool grew rapidly in her mouth, forcing her jaws apart wider and wider. He began grinding his hips into her face. Out of the corners of her eyes, Ann could see Mary doing the same as her to Jesus.
Ann pumped her head up and down, pulling on his hips to help her force his cock into her throat. She relaxed her muscles and set up a rhythm that caused his bulbous corona to nudge slowly and surely farther and farther back into her throat with each swing of her head until finally, arching her neck and working her head in and out and up and down, his swollen erection worked its way all the way to the bottom of his shaft. His balls churned and drew themselves together, working and boiling his cum in preparation for climax.
Ann controlled her breathing so that she inhaled on her out-strokes. His organ filled her throat and mouth. She closed her eyes and stood up on her feet, keeping her mouth on his tool. Arching her back, she was able to press his cock even deeper into her throat. Spreading her legs, Ann felt the pulling of her breasts swinging freely under her. Jose held her hair in his hands and continued grinding his hips into her face.
"You give a tremendous blow job," Jose said to Ann. He gave orders to Jesus and Mary "Take your clothes off, Jesus. Get behind Ann with that hard cock of yours. Mary, stop sucking him and sit down under Ann's boobs."
Ann's face was held in the hair of his pubic by his fingers in her hair. She could not see what was going on but she heard the rustle of clothing and a moment later, Mary came into view under her. Next she felt Jesus' hands on her hips and felt something probing along the valley separating the cheeks of her ass. Ann quivered realizing she was going to be fucked. But she didn't yet know if it would be in her cunt or her ass.
Under her, Mary began rubbing her face back and forth over her breasts, pressing her nose hotly against her nipples, licking her tongue over her swinging flesh and sending hot flashes of tingling current charging through her breasts. Jesus' hands slid around her hips and raked through the hair surrounding her pussy lips. His fingers worked their way along the slit of her vaginal entrance. He flicked across her clitoris with the tip of one finger. Ann moaned as passion sprang to life within her body.
At that moment, the front door opened and Ann heard someone walk into the room. She knew who it was. Pulling her head back against the grip of Jose's hands, she managed to force his thick cock far enough out of her throat that she could turn her head up enough to see the door. Ralph stood in his suit staring at the four of them joined together in a tangled orgy with his eyes round with surprise.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared with equal surprise back at Ralph. Ann was forced to maintain her position by Jose's fingers pulling her mouth deeper onto his erection.
Still Ann could see Ralph's reaction to the scene change. From surprise, his face went to smug understanding (which Ann knew immediately he mistakenly thought she was an eager participant of the orgy) and then to obvious lust to participate himself. Jose must have read the same thing into his expression because he said, his voice sounding like a horse dealer. "A fifth for the orgy. Get that suit off if you're going to join us."
Ralph hesitated for only a moment and then slowly he began removing his clothes, his eyes smiling with eagerness at Ann. When all of his clothes were piled about his feet. Ana saw that already his cock was beginning to swell to its erect state. He hesitated again, wondering where or how to participate in the orgy. Jose resolved the problem for him by stepping back and pulling his organ from Ann's mouth. Still holding her hair, he said, "Take my place. She sucks a cock better than any pussy I've ever stuck mine in."
Ralph moved naked in front of Ann and took her by her hair, keeping her bent forward in the same humiliating position, and told her to continue doing the same as she had been doing before he got there. Ann's heart sank as she realized her plan to convince Ralph that she had been forced to participate in sexual orgies had failed. He refused to see anything other than what he expected to see. His cock was pushed into her face and she was forced to part her lips and take his organ into her mouth.
Defeated, she complied with his order. She sucked the head of his penis into her mouth and braced herself with her hands on her hips. She pumped her head and felt his cock growing swiftly inside her. His expanding organ pushed against her tongue and throat and she bobbed her head to allow his swollen head to work its way deeply into her throat. He groaned and churned his hips. Mary resumed nursing her breasts and Jesus titillated her clitoris, his dick sliding up and down along the perineum between her cunt and asshole.
As Ralph pumped his organ enthusiastically into her mouth, Ann noticed Jose push his now soft tool back into his pants. He turned and tiptoed quietly out the front door. No one else seemed aware that he had left. Ralph began moaning softly above her and Mary continued sucking her nipples and caressing her breasts. Jesus' cock made its selection behind her. His head pressed firmly into the tight puckered hole of her ass and stabbed its way past her sphincter muscle to tunnel along her anal canal as deeply as his tool would reach. She squirmed uncomfortably at the first penetrating shock of pain, but after he pumped his cock in and out of her ass a few times, the pain eased and was replaced by the familiar warm glow of rising passion.
Jesus' fingers continued to play with her pussy, fucking his fingers in and out of her vagina and toying with her clit. He worked her sexual appetite to a keen intensity of need. Around the side of Ralph's cock working feverishly in her mouth, Ann saw Mary brace herself with one hand behind her and reach her free hand to her crotch and begin masturbating herself while at the same time she nursed at Ann's breasts and nipples with her mouth.
Their four-person orgy had reached a crescendo of imminent orgasm when the front door was again opened quietly and Jose stepped in unnoticed except for Ann into the room. And then like bombs timed to go off one after the other, they began exploding into wrenching spasms of orgasmic delight.
Jesus reached the climax first, shooting his sperm into her asshole and stabbing into her pussy with his fingers.
Ralph followed next. His cock shot a thick first stream of cum into her mouth and he screamed out obscenities as he churned his hips into her face frantically. Load after load of hot cum spurted into her mouth and throat. The excitement of two dicks ejaculating into both her mouth and her plump rear at the same time caused Ann to shudder in the beginning throes of her own orgasm. She sucked and slurped the cum being deposited in her mouth and squirmed her ass back against Jesus' tool reaming out her rectum. And then Mary, furiously masturbating herself, cried out as she too rocketed into orgasm.
As they continued lunging and thrusting and sucking, Ann heard several metallic clicks and heard Jose walking around them, but she paid no attention since all her nerves were being titillated to excruciating intensity. It was only after what seemed an eternity of orgiastic spasms, that the others began to notice Jose and the camera he was using in his hand. They were all on film. He even took pictures of their depleted bodies as they lay exhausted in a heap on the floor and stared up at him. But only Ralph was surprised at what he was doing.
The others took it as a matter of course, but Ralph drew himself together and his face became angry. He looked at Ann and his face softened for a moment and she realized that he knew for the first time that the story she had told him was the truth. Relief flooded through her as she knew that now she finally had an ally she could depend on. He stood up and turned to face Jose. "Why the camera?"
Continuing to play his role, Jose responded, "Because I want your cooperation just in case it had been in your mind to interfere with anything I've got going here."
"I see," Ralph picked up his clothes from the floor and began putting them on after tossing Ann's to her. When he was dressed he looked back at Jose, "And if I don't co-operate?"
"Then I'll see that these pictures get spread around the people you wouldn't like to see them." Jose's crooked smile turned up one side of his face. He looked over at Ann and saw that she was putting her clothes on. "Stop," he ordered. "Stay naked. I'm not through with you."
Ralph answered for her. "No. Put your clothes on, Ann."
Ann hesitated at first, but then she noticed for the first time the way Ralph's face differed in response to Jose than all the other people's expressions that she had seen. Ralph's face lacked something that all the other faces had, had. The look of fear. He looked at Jose in complete confidence. It gave Ann courage and formed an immediate bond between them. Quickly she stepped into her clothes.
Jose moved toward Ann but Ralph stepped between them and Jose stopped and stopped back, his face changing to uncertainty. Ralph's words made him step back even more. "I've got a surprise for you, Buddy. Your act is over "
Chapter Thirteen
The following evening, Ralph and Ann sat naked on the carpet in front of the fireplace in his home. Ann's cheek nuzzled on his stomach, her face turned to his cock. She brushed across it with her fingertips. She smiled as it began to stiffen slowly.
"I would never have been able to do it without you." she said, continuing to stroke his cock to erection.
"I'm glad I found out the truth." He lay on his back, his right arm tucked behind his head while his left hand played with her hair. "It will make a difference in our relationship." He lifted his head and looked at her. "The two kids will not be bothered any more. Mary's life will be a little easier without them too."
Ann circled the base of Ralph's prod with her fingers and began pumping it up and down as it grew stiffer and stiffer in her hand. "Will Jose and Jesus go to jail?"
I don't know but they'll be going to court."
Ann took the head of his prick into her mouth and began sucking. It all seemed so simple to her now that it was over. She had learned a lot for the future. When his erection filled her mouth and throat, she leaned back and turned around on top of him so she could lower her cunt onto his cock. She would take her courage for the future from him and in return she would shower him with all the sexual enlightenment she had received during her experiences of the last couple of days.
She inserted first his blood engorged head into her slit and then, leaning forward, pressed her body down and pushed his shaft deeply into her vagina. She ground her hips in a slow circular motion, smiling at him and caressing his chest with her fingers. She leaned forward farther and licked his nipples with her tongue. He moaned with pleasure and circled his fingers in her hair
Joined together they rocked their hips in unison and caressed each other's naked flesh. Their climax came quickly. Boiling up from the center of their sex, they churned convulsively as orgasms racked their bodies. Contentment pounded in Ann's ears. Her pussy throbbed with sexual fulfillment. She closed her eyes and rested, knowing that from now on it would go on forever.
