Who can judge a person's reactions during stress situations? The prisoner of war who gives in to his captors' demands, the kidnaped heiress who joins forces with her abductors-both must act without past experience to guide them. The end result can be either a very negative or a positive experience.
In RAPED SECRETARY Lila Thorton finds herself in just such a situation. Held captive by members of the underworld, degraded and forced to perform abnormal sexual acts, she nonetheless finds within herself hidden resources, a strength of character she never realized she had.
Lila Thorton suffers through an unspeakably horrible experience, but she comes through with her sensibilities intact, knowing she is more of a woman.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Lila Thorton trembled. Her big, forty-inch titties jiggled like pudding as tremors of lust made her flat belly and chest ripple. Her full, red lips were parted, twisted open in an expression of almost agony as the gasping blonde screamed out cries of delight. Her flushed face rolled on the pillow from side to side. Stray strands of her hair clung to her hot, damp forehead. Lila cried out another string of unintelligible phrases as Brad Hansley used his, thumbs to peel back her blood-swollen outer cuntlips and expose the glistening wet, dark-red folds of her inner twat.
"Oh my God!" Lila moaned, feeling a rush of cool air touch her hot, slick pussy membranes. She could feel her entire cunt rumble and constrict under Brad's gentle manual pressure. His thick, powerful fingers lightly trailed through the thick jungle of her matted blonde cunt hairs while the heel of his right palm pressed in and down against the bottom junction of her snatchlips. Still, his thumbs ran slowly up and down the wet edges of her outer labes, caressing the incredibly soft, hot skin.
The big blonde sucked in an uneven breath, then felt her eyeballs rolling back into her head as she squeezed her asscheeks together and pushed her crotch gently up into the air.
"Please, please...." Lila begged.
It had been so long since she'd been with a man. As she rolled her firm ass from side to side across the bed, Lila felt the dammed-up need break loose and flood every nerve-ending in her body. A wild, animal-like drive had taken her over, turning her from a gentle, modest professional woman into a screaming bitch clawing the hairy back of a fucking male.
Brad lowered his head, his. hot breath blowing through the few stray blonde cunt hairs guarding the juicing gash of Lila's cuntlips. A tiny rivulet of pussy juice oozed out through that slit, running down into the blonde's asscrack as the six-foot three, broad-shouldered muscular stud pressed his ears against the hot flesh of Lila's inner thighs.
Lila inhaled sharply and raggedly, digging the cold tips of her slender fingers into the wrinkled top sheet of her bed. She was bracing herself for the first cunt-sucking of her life. Her lungs burned with expection as she felt Brad's thick lips start to caress the edges of her outer labes. He was planting tiny kisses on the puffy membranes, giving them small sucking motions that sent corresponding tremors of delight rumbling through her aching, tightening cunt.
"God, God, God," Lila mumbled over and over as she felt Brad's mouth open and cup over her pussy. "AHHHH!" she cried as his lips came down gently over her twat.
She could feel his front teeth sliding along the inner folds of her pussylips. Strange hot-wet flashes of sexual heat bubbled up from somewhere deep in her body and centered around her stiffened nipples and her pussy. The blonde moved her hands inward, rubbing her trembling fingers hard over her thighs. She was pulling back the skin, adding to the delicious tension Brad was creating with his fingers and mouth. Her pussy was incredibly wet and tingling with bolts of wildly directed sexual energy.
"Fuck me!" she cried several times as she twisted her hips from side to side and dug her heels into the bed. "Fuck me," Lila moaned again as she felt Brad's tongue poke out from between his thick, sensuous lips and start to lap up her oozing juices. She could feel that pointed, rough tip teasingly probing at her hole. It pushed lightly against her hot, rubbery lips, pushing them inward for a few seconds and squeezing out a few more drops of the hot, pungent-tasting twat juice. Then it retreated, leaving Lila twisting and moaning for more.
The blonde could feel the muscles of her lower back and buttocks stiffen with excitement as her hard, knobby clitoris trembled with agonizing delight. Brad was forcing her to go slow, forcing her to enjoy every near-painful second of her sexual experience as he tried out various sexual techniques on the groaning woman.
"Ohhhh," Lila sighed with joy as she felt her asshole tightening along with her cunt. Brad's tongue snaked around the wet, slick folds of her inner and outer labes now. He was lathering down those lips with thick, hot layers of his own spittle.
At times the big brown-haired stud pursed his thick lips together and suddenly sucked the edges of Lila's labes into his mouth.
The blonde always cried out hi gasps of protest as she felt his teeth mash against her sensitive cuntlips. Still, Brad left her clit alone for a while. He'd start working his way up toward the sputtering spindle of delight, then back down at the last moment. Lila could feel her body begging him to touch her there, to rake his tongue and teeth over her throbbing clit. But the blonde bit down on her lower lip and swore she wouldn't question any of Brad's techniques. He hadn't led her astray yet. She wasn't about to question him now.
"There. Oh, there," Lila moaned as she felt his mouth edging closer and closer toward her clit.
Her buttocks made a series of quick upward hunches as she slid her thighs down on the bed and tilted up her crotch to give Brad a better angle of attack. She thought she'd cum right in his mouth when she felt his wiry black moustache brush against the reddened tip of her fully extended clit. It was as if someone had sent two thousand amps of electricity through her writhing body.
Lila's mouth twisted open again as wet, choking sounds filled the air. Her nostrils flared while her eyelids fluttered open. Her eyeballs bugged out as every muscle in her body stiffened rock-hard.
Brad moved his head up quickly until his tongue was level with the woman's throbbing clitoris. Before Lila could say or do anytlang, the big man ran the full length of his long tongue under her clit. Lila gasped as colors exploded in front of her rolling eyes. She tossed her head from side to side, digging her sharp fingernails into Brad's face. She wanted to claw off his skin as her clitoris sent out incredibly sharp signals of delight through her body.
"You bastard!" Lila shrieked as Brad's tongue slid faster and faster under her clit. He sanded down its hot, slick sides, rubbing and sucking the thrashing blonde closer and closer to a big cum. She feli: his powerful fingers digging into her sweaty flesh until he was bruising her. Lila could hear the wet, sloppy sounds of Brad's hot mouth sloshing over her juicy cunt. It all made her head light and dizzy as she fucked and fucked her crotch against Brad's face.
Then Brad changed his tactics. Pulling away from her clinging cunt, the big man started to lap lightly at the ends of her pussyhairs. The light, agonizingly ticklish sensation this produced drove the twisting woman wild with passion. She curled her toes and dug her fingernails into her thighs as that light, pulling feeling coursed through her cunt.
Lila pulled her head up with great effort and peered down at the dark shape bobbing between her widely-spread legs. Brad's dark, wavy hair hung loosely over his broad forehead, trailing across the bottom edge of her panting belly. His broad, hairy shoulders glistened in the dim light of her bedroom.
Lila gasped as she watched the big stud's head move slowly from left to right, then up and down as his mouth hovered over her churning pussy. Her long, tapered legs trembled with excited sexual delight as she watched him lick her off.
Brad at that minute looked like a big animal, a big, hairy, prehistoric animal towering over her. Hi? powerful, thick hands and fingers were clamped mercilessly down on her thighs, holding them steady and widely apart while he teased her with his tongue and lips. His broad back curved like the gentle slope of a mountain, while his muscular, thick buttocks rose high in the air. There was the sense of overwhelming, near-brutal power that seemed to radiate out of the big man and charge Lila with a never-before-experienced sexuality. And through it all the blonde twisted and pulled against his powerful grip, rolling around helplessly in the long, broad valley their bodies created in her king-sized bed.
"Ohhhh, yesssss, yessss," Lila hissed between her tightly-clenched teeth.
She felt the cords and veins standing out in her neck as Brad's light licking teased her to the limits of endurance. Then the big man stopped, pulling his head up and tossing back his shoulder-length hair. Lila looked up at him grinning at her. His straight, gleaming-white teeth sent chills of delicious terror through her at that moment. He could have ripped her cunt to pieces with his powerful mouth. Yet he restrained himself, giving her instead a taste of light, teasing sucking strokes with his lips.
Then without another word he moved his hands up along her sides. Lila watched as he raised his thighs up off the bed, dragging his thick nine-inch-long cock up off the topsheet and toward her crotch. Soon his big hands were pressed against her armpits while his thick, hairy legs wrapped themselves around Lila's. She felt annihilated, completely overcome by his incredible, brutal masculine force penetrating her every pore.
Lila expected Brad to suddenly pounce on her, the hairs on his body digging into her tender flesh while his cock slid home into her pussy.
But he didn't. Instead Brad reached down with his right hand and lightly stroked her hip and ribs, keeping his fingers well out of reach of her pussy. Then his fingers started tracing the bottom outline of her full right titty. Her nipple twitched as the calloused skin of Brad's right forefinger ran across the brown skin. When he blew on the peak, gooseflesh erupted all over her chest and belly. Lila felt her tits become hot and heavy.
"Oh!" Lila cried in surprise as she flicked open her eyelids and peered into Brad's dark-brown eyes. His long hair hung around her head. He was too gentle. All the teasing had turned Lila into an animal What she needed now was rougher hands, bared teeth, clawing nails. Blood and carnage. That's what her body was craving now. Her nerve-endings had been stimulated up to an incredible heated frenzy. What she needed was violence.
"Fuck me! Oh God, fuck me, you son-of-a-bitch!" Lila cried out in wild despair. She ran her fingers through Brad's silky, long brown hair, holding his head to her tit. She churned under him, closing her legs slowly until she felt the hot sides of his prick pressing against her inner thighs. "Bite me, damn you!" Lila growled deep in her throat.
Brad chuckled huskily, then opened his mouth and chewed down lightly on her twitching nipple. The sensation of those sharp teeth and the mental image of how they gleamed in the dark just a few seconds ago sent Lila soaring into the air. She stiffened, then arched her back, pressing her nipple harder against Brad's flushed face. She felt his hands sliding under her back, caressing her flesh and pulling her twisting body up harder against his as his mouth kept chewing aiid caressing her entrapped nipple.
"Yes, yes, yes, like that," Lila moaned as he clamped his teeth hard on the thrusting nipple.
She tossed her head and bucked her pelvis hard against his hip bone until Brad thought she'd break open. The lust oil ran freely from the crack between her puffy labes. His cock slid up farther until the full length of his rubbery tube pressed against the woman's dark cuntal gash. As Lila slammed harder and harder against him, she could feel Brad's cock drilling into her pubic jungle. He was burrowing into her wet crack with the full length of his thickly-veined prick, the knob rubbing against her clitoris.
Lila grabbed his heaving buttocks, holding him close. She raised her head slightly and opened her mouth in a silent invitation. She kissed his lips, his cheeks, his eyes as the room swam dizzily around her.
Then Brad pulled back again. He wanted to get control of the situation again. As Lila begged helplessly on the bed, Brad lowered his face, kissing her hungrily. He licked his broad, wet tongue all around the blonde's mouth and chin.
Lila whispered hoarsely, humping her hot box against the big man's stiff dick.
Brad ignored Lila's desperate pleas. He started on a trip southward, running his slimy tongue over the blonde's slender, curving neck. Then he moved to her eyes, licking at the feathery hairs on her earlobe. Then he was on her chin, into her underarm hair, down, down, down, over her ribcage and into her belly button.
He left a broad, silver trail of spittle on her hot flesh as he teased her with his tongue and lips. Lila thrashed back and forth like a trapped lizard, begging wildly for Brad to fuck her as he sucked and lapped at her belly.
"Stop it! Oh my God, I can't hold back," Lila cried.
She could feel a large, pressing knot of sexual tension slowly unraveling in her belly. Brad's continual teasing was making her cum. She could feel that release beginning to make every nerve-ending in her body respond with frantic urgency.
"You can hold back if you want to, babe," Brad said as he pulled back from her.
The blonde looked up at the stud towering over her. His cock stood like a rigid iron pole, protruding at a ninety-degree angle from his furry, thickly-haired crotch. His big hanging balls hung like two ripe coconuts, screwing up tighter and tighter against the fat base of his jerking cock. The meaty, flanged, mushroom-shaped head of his cock looked like a big one-eyed monster. She could feel the heat and power radiating out of that cunt-splitter, and she wondered what it would feel like buried inside the soft wet recesses of her cunt.
Lila's eyes moved up to Brad's narrow waist. The broad muscles from his chest folded over the jutting hip bones, disappearing in the thick mat of hair that covered his crotch and thighs. She felt her skin tingling as she thought of the sanding sensation that had been driving her crazy for the past few minutes. She threw her arms around Brad's thick neck. She pulled him down on top of her, moving her body back and forth, sanding her tender flesh against the big man's stiff body hairs. She wanted him desperately.
Without saying another word, Brad somehow communicated to her that the final moments of their lovemaking was at hand.
Lila felt a hot flash of thrills ripple over her skin as Brad slid his lips down to her neck. While he kissed her lightly and fingered the hairs of her armpits, the big man hunched up his powerful hips and started squiggling into a fucking position.
"Oh, fuck me!" Lila encouraged him.
She felt her body melting under the furious heat of Brad's. She pushed her legs open one more time, feeling her heels dangling over the front edge of her big bed as Brad's thick cock pressed urgently against her wet cuntal crack.
Then Brad started his fucking. Lila felt something hot and oily rubbing into her pussy. She felt more thick juices bubbling and frothing out of her cunt. They drooled over the tightly-pulled skin of Brad's probing dickhead. The blonde's pussy was hot enough to ORen wide, then shut hard onto nothing. Lila gasped as this strange action repeated itself several times. Every involuntary motion like that of her cuntal muscles coaxed more pussy fluid from her twat.
Brad rolled his hips now, his prick pushing against the top of Lila's cuntal mound. His fingers moved up from her armpits and clamped down tight around her shoulders. Lila slid down and tilted up her box one more time, moving her quivering pussy toward him.
"OHHHH!" the blonde cried as she felt that meaty, slick knob of his cock press right over her clit.
Lila sighed with delight, enjoying the sensation of the sexual electric charge taking over her cunt. Lila jerked up her hands and started clawing at Brad's handsome face.
The big man was getting frantic with his own sexual lust. He sucked and bit at her neck and shoulders. Every wild, uncontrollable nibble sent flashes of lust up and down the groaning woman's spine. Once more Lila pictured Brad's powerful teeth gleaming in the night. She shivered with horrified delight, picturing how he might be able to rip her body to pieces.
Lila felt Brad's body shudder, then she heard him let out a low moan. That sound made the woman cry out for his cock. She knew he was close to firing his cum. She wanted to feel his cock buried in her, squirting out those thick, hot jets of jizz into her sucking pussy. Lila didn't want him to waste it on her bed!
"Now!" was all he said. But that one word sent chills through her mind and body. Lila braced herself as she felt Brad's hands slide under her bouncing buttocks. Lila moved her hips with quick movements in Brad's powerful grip, centering her pussy hole over his cock. With a low, throaty moan, Lila tilted her head back and felt his cockhead push against her cuntlips then slide into her hot hole.
"OHHHH!" Lila cried as she felt that wide, flaring head force her pussy open.
Lila felt a steamy, belly-filling tension start in her crotch, then spread quickly to her belly and nipples. Brad grunted like an animal, thrusting forward furiously. With a slippery movement, his dickhead popped into her cunt-hole and started its long, delicious journey to the bottom of her twat.
Lila whimpered and babbled meaningless words from her parted, full lips as she melted into a sensuous, buttery mass. She was impaled on his pole, stuck onto a cock that was stretching her pussy membranes to their ripping point. Every vein scratched and tickled her aching pussy walls as the top of his cock rubbed continuously against her clit. The rising heat in her pussy was making her body jerk and slide with a will of its own. When she arched her back, Brad pulled his dick out until the wide flanged edge of his meaty dickhead tugged at her cuntal muscles.
"I can't ... I can't...." Lila groaned.
Her mouth was cotton-dry and her throat burned with excitement. Every bump of Brad's meat against her clit sent her soaring higher and higher into some strange world of sexual tension and release. She ground her clit against him, loving the stretching sensation his thick cock was making in her pussy.
She rolled her hips first to the left, then to the right. Those motions forced Brad's sliding dick against the sides of her pussy, stretching her hole wider and wider. Lila was able to feel the steady pulsing beat of the big man's cockhead throbbing against the bottom of her box. His balls slipped up and down her asscrack, lubed by the mixture of hot fuck oil and sweat. His cockhairs scratched her tender cuntal flesh, tickling it mercilessly as his forward and backward fucking motions grew faster and harder.
"OHHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Lila cried. "UGH! UGH! UGH!" she grunted with each forward thrust.
Her body jerked backward from the constant fucking attack of the big man. Sweat rolled into her eyes as she felt herself unable to catch her breath. She was dripping sweat like a saturated dishrag.
Brad started sliding back and forth across her body, moving easily across her flesh on the thick layer of sweat pouring from both their skins. Their rubbing skins gave off loud, wet sucking sounds that mixed with the squishing of his cock into her cunt.
Lila moaned frantically. She moved her ass in circles, feeling Brad's big dick stirring her pussy into a thick, hot mass. She felt the tension in her belly swell up greatly. Lila dug her fingernails into Brad's shoulders, dragging her nipples across the big man's chest while he heaved down powerfully.
Brad moaned again, digging his fingernails into her bouncing asscheeks. Lila felt all the nerves in her round, firm buttocks stand on end to his touch. Everything Brad touched on her body turned into a fiery mass as his cock slammed home regularly. His crotch and hip bones slammed against Lila's, driving her closer and closer to her wooden headboard.
The bed squeaked and groaned as their movements became more frenzied and uncontrolled. Lila opened her eyes, but couldn't see anything any more. Brad, the room, the window to her right, the opened bedroom door leading out into the long hall; they all merged into a bright world of lights and loud sounds. The blood rushed to all parts of her body as the blonde braced herself for a wild sexual explosion.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," Lila repeated over and over again.
"SHIT!" Brad cried, lowering his head down and biting hard into the woman's right shoulder. It was a signal that he'd finally lost control.
Lila sobbed, raising her right hand up to her mouth and biting down hard on three fingers as she felt his hot, greasy meat swell up like a balloon and press against the sides of her pussy. His balls jiggled while every muscle in his body tensed up and became as rigid as cold steel.
Then Lila felt Brad's body start to tremble mightily, shaking so hard that the vibrations made the springs under her flattened buttocks squeak in protest. He was cumming! He was about to dump his load of hot, male spunk into her upturned hole.
The woman turned her face away, pressing her hot right cheek hard against the pillow and biting down harder on her fingers. She sucked in a long, hard breath, closing her eyelids tightly and feeling her body shake in response to Brad's tremors as her cunt seemed to tremble out of control.
"UGHHHH," Brad cried out, slamming his hips down hard against Lila's widely-spread pussy.
His body rocked drunkenly from side to side as the first spurt of jizz shout out of his flared head and torpedoed its way into the woman's cunt. Lila cried out, burying her face into the pillow as she felt that hot, wet wad shooting against her pussywalls.
"NOOOO!" Lila finally screamed into the white cotton material of the pillow. Saliva drooled out of the comer of her mouth as the blonde felt herself losing control of every part of her body. Her thighs bucked jerkily up and down, sliding around the big man's shooting prick.
Lila rubbed her sparking clit against Brad's spurting dick, sanding it to a cumming agony. An angry fire started at the mouth of her cum-filled hole and spread to all parts of her bucking body. Her entire belly seemed to bulge with cock, swelling up and fluttering with excitement as more and more jizz was dumped into her pussy.
"MMMmmmm," Brad moaned as more of his cum shot into the woman.
Lila grunted and muttered obscenities as she dug her fingers into Brad's humping back. She rammed her cunt against the rock-hard bar of cock, soaking up the delicious sensation of orgasm that made her entire body light up like an incandescent lightbulb.
Lila kept on exploding, her mind blasting into millions of glowing, brightly-colored pieces. The hard, heavy jolt of Brad's cum blasted against her pussy. She wept and struggled in the big man's tight, masterful grip. His trembling legs were still wrapped around hers, preventing Lila from hunching up her knees. She curled up her cold fingers into tight fists and started striking Brad wildly, wanting to destroy anything in her fit of orgasm. The catastrophic waves of cum clawed at every muscle surrounding her pussy. She could feel her cunt filling up quickly with the big load of jizz still squirting out of Brad's dick. She pressed her legs up, wanting to kick the big man as her orgasm seemed to grow in intensity with every passing second.
"OHHHH MY G-G-GOD!" Lila cried as the massive thrusts of jizz-spurting cock seemed to last forever.
She couldn't believe that someone could have so much jizz in their balls as Brad did. Lila felt her cuntwalls grip his prick at least three times for every hot wad shooting from his meaty knob.
Whimpering, bucking, thrusting, Lila felt herself turning into one big cunt. She was all pussy, wet and hot and gripping in every cell of her body. She milked at that shooting, spurting cock, bouncing up and down wildly as Brad finished his fucking.
"Oh yeahhhh, baby, yeah," Brad cooed as he felt his balls relax.
Lila moaned, rolling her head slowly over the pillow as her head still pounded with the furious blasts of her cuntal reaction. Even when the thrusts of Brad's jizz faded, Lila's cum seemed to go on and on. She rolled and hunched up jerkily, riding his slackening dick as she knew she'd been fucked by the biggest, hardest, strongest cock of her life.
"Easy, honey," Brad said, stroking the strands of sweaty hair from her face.
Lila smiled weakly, then closed her eyes and let tears of happiness flow from them and down her cheeks.
CHAPTER TWO
Lila Thorton was twenty-five, collegeeducated, and built like the proverbial brick-shithouse. Her full tits, her slender, curving thighs, her long, tapered legs brought more than academic comments from her professors at law school.
As much as the blonde was proud of her body and not ashamed to show it off through clinging, revealing clothes, Lila was also interested in following a career in law. It had been her father's dream and her mother's wish. Fortunately for both of them and Lila, the blonde had a quick, witty mind to match her nearly flawless face and body. Unfortunately for them and Lila, few people believed there was any kind of mind whatever under the mass of long, silky blonde hair falling nearly to the middle of her rounded buttocks.
After four years of fighting off countless classmates and professors, Lila graduated from USC magna cum laude. But it didn't do the young woman much good. Even armed with high recommendations, Lila found the deans of most law schools faintly amused at her wish to become a lawyer. Of course, there were many women both in law schools and practicing. But none of her interviewers seemed to take her wish to enter graduate school seriously. They saw her round, bulging titties pressing against her blouse. They stared at her firm, rounded thighs and her baby-like face. No, she couldn't make it in law school no matter what the recommendations said and what kind of grades she had. Now, if she were interested in meeting them for dinner....
Lila quickly ended those interviews. After several rounds like that, the young blonde decided to try working for a while in an attorney's office, gaining experience. Maybe then others would take her desire to become a lawyer more seriously.
That's when she met Brad Hansley. A young, liberal lawyer recently graduated irom Harvard law school, Brad Hansley moved to Los Angeles shortly after graduating near the top of his class. He was bored with the corporate kind of law both his father and grandfather had practiced for years in New York. The young man wanted action and excitement. On a sudden impulse, Brad decided to get both of these by becoming a criminal investigator for the government.
This was made possible by two things-recent developments concerning IRS and pubic pressure against some of its activities and Norm Dickenson, a long-time friend of Brad's father and director of IRS intelligence in Los Angeles. Recent investigations conducted by the Justice Department indicated that IRS had been poking its nose in certain underworld banding activities in Southern California. Although there was a real possibility of dirty money being laundered through mob-controlled banks in Los Angeles and San Diego, IRS was forced to halt its investigation. They were operating on a case that had originally been assigned to the FBI and not them. No two government agencies can occupy the same case at the same time.
On its own, the intelligence division of the IRS decided to look for trained private citizens who would work for them without attracting any public attention. Overcoming the initial opposition from his powerful and influential father, Brad managed to get him to help him meet Norm Dickenson. The meeting took place, and soon Brad was deeply involved in this semi-secret operation.
In a few months Brad realized he needed some help with this investigation. As with most governmental activities, the paper work was quickly becoming a monster in its own right. Lila met Brad when she answered an ad for a legal secretary/girl Friday. The young lawyer was impressed not only with her mind but, of course, with her body and face as well.
Lila had been through the usual mill with admiring men before and she ignored Brad's initial advances. She, in fact, had been so sensitive about her attractive body that she'd completely sealed herself off from men during the last few months of college.
But Lila was a normal woman, filled with the same physical desires of other women no matter how intelligent and dedicated she was to a legal career. After working for Brad for one month, the blonde felt herself more and more attracted to him. Finally, she gave in to his request for dinner and a show.
"Just food and a movie; don't expect anything else," she'd told him. Little did Lila quess that the movie would end up in an X-ratcd flick shown in her own bedroom.
"You haven't had any sex in a long time, have you?" Brad asked, rolling against Lila's right side. He tickled her nose, smiling broadly as Lila looked at him.
"I haven't had time," she said, smiling gently back at him. "It's been school and work all my life," she whispered, reaching up and wrapping her slender fingers around Brad's wrist. She'd never felt quite this completely relaxed before in her life. It was a new, wonderful experience for her. Her pussy was alive once more. Even as she moved now, sliding her butt across the bed, she could feel an inner fire burning at a low intensity in her twat, waiting for anything to make it flare up.
"There's time for everything in this world; even fucking," Brad said, sighing deeply as he trailed his fingers down her tits to her belly, then from her belly to her cunt mound. Lila gasped lightly, then spread her legs as she thought he'd start playing with her pussylips again.
But something else seemed to be on Brad's mind. He flashed a quick look down at Lila, then pulled his hands quickly off her and rolled oft the bed.
"I've got work to do at home," Brad said, sliding off the edge of the bed and bending down to pick up his white jockey shorts. Lna watched him dreamily as he slid the briefs up his muscular, hairy legs. His cock flipped lazily into the shorts, filling out the crotch piece nicely as he adjusted his dick and balls comfortably.
"I don't know why you're so dedicated to those people. I haven't seen a check come in since working for you."
Brad grunted out something as he pulled his white cottom T-shirt over his head. He hadn't wanted to tell Lila exactly what kind of investigation and legal proceedings he was involved in ... yet. She had handled mysterious phone calls and vague written messages without asking too many questions. But recently she'd begun to demand to know more about his business.
She never saw clients come in or leave his office. Yet Brad always seemed busy, working on reports he kept in private, often locking them in his wall safe before leaving even for a few minutes. Money kept coming in from somewhere, so her salary and rent were always paid on time. For a while the blonde suspected Brad might have dealings with the underworld. But after knowing him a little better, Lila dismissed that theory from her mind.
"We all get paid on time. That's all that counts anyway," Brad said, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling on his grey slacks.
Lila lay quietly as her boss finished dressing. She wanted to come right out with the question as to what he was really doing in that office. But she bit her lower lip and fought the desire back. Lila didn't want to spoil an almost perfect evening. The time would come around again when she could quiz him.
"I'm going to stop by the office for a few minutes," he said, pushing himself up off the bed and walking to the full-length mirror on her bathroom door to button his cream-colored shirt. "I'll see you at the office tomorrow morning," he said, turning around and winking at her.
"Come here," Lila said huskily, smiling coyly as she raised her arms in front of her.
Brad shook his head slowly from side to side and walked to the edge of the bed. Bending down, he took her face in his hands and kissed her lightly on the lips. The blonde could feel that old sexual electricity sputtering one more time around her clit and nipples. Even though she could still feel Brad's cool jizz sloshing around in her pussy hole, Lila could have taken his cock again and again that evening.
"Mmmmm, you know how to tempt a guy," Brad said, breaking away from Lila's hold and backing toward the door. "But I've got work to do. See you tomorrow," he said in a whisper as he walked out of the bedroom.
Lila sighed happily, then sank down into her bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. She thought of what had happened to her just a few minutes ago. She could still feel the scratchy sensation of Brad's body hairs digging into her sensitive flesh as his skin grew hotter and wetter with excitement. Lila closed her eyelids and felt her body shudder deliciously as she thought of that big fat cock pressing against her cuntlips.
"Ahhhh," the blonde sighed happily one more time, smuggling down in the nest of sheets and bedcovers as her mind gradually lost consciousness. She kept thinking of Brad's big dick and his powerful arms as she sank into sleep.
* * *
"Who's there?" Lila whispered nervously as she shot up from the bed.
Tiny beads of sweat dotted her wrinkled forehead as she strained her ears toward the living room. Lila was sure she'd been awakened by some sound in the living room.
"Who's there?" she whispered again. There was no answer.
Lila threw back the covers and slid her legs over the edge of her bed. She almost laughed at herself for being so frightened. There probably wasn't anyone in the living room at all. Yet, she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep without checking it out.
Groping through the darkness, the blonde found her long red bathrobe that was hanging over the back of one of the chairs. Slipping it on over her slender shoulders, Lila tied it tightly to her narrow waist and walked through the doorway to the living room.
She stopped at the entrance of the darkened room and scanned the ghostly furniture shapes. Everything appeared in order, and she was about to turn and go back to bed when one of the lights suddenly flicked on.
"Oh!" Lila cried out in surprise, raising her right hand and covering her eyes. She felt partially blinded by the sudden flash.
"Sorry to startle you like that," a deep, masculine voice said, "but we usually like to come into places unannounced."
"Who are you?" Lila asked hesitatingly as she started lowering her hand down to her side.
Her eyes were gradually becoming accustomed to the bright light. She could see a man of about thirty sitting comfortably and cross-legged on the couch that faced her. He was dressed in a black pin-stripe three-piece suit. His shirt and tie along with the suit and shoes evidenced money-lots of it. Why was someone like that breaking into an apartment like Lila's?
"Names aren't important," he said, smiling strangely as he uncrossed his legs and got up slowly from the couch. "What is important is that pretty little neck of yours."
Lila didn't like the turn this conversation was taking. She started backing up slowly as the big man advanced toward her. Lila was about to turn around and run back to her bedroom when she felt a strong hand grip her right wrist.
"Ohhhh," the blonde cried out in surprise and pain.
She twisted her head to the right and saw a tall blond standing to the right of the doorway. Lila hadn't noticed him when she walked into the living room. He was wearing only a T-shirt and pair of old, faded Levi's. His closely cropped crewcut and long, snake-like scar on his right of his chin made him look like a Nazi.
"My friend Carl," the man said simply, raising his right hand and pointing at the blond.
Lila felt the big fingers pressing down on her wrist until she thought she could hear her bones cracking from the pressure.
"You're hurting me," she said in a tight, strained voice. Lila felt her knees turning to rubber and buckling under as the pressure increased on her wrist.
"Sorry," the young man said, jerking his head to the right as an obvious signal for Carl to let go.
"Ohhh," Lila said, pulling her wrist away from the big man and rubbing it with her fingers. She shrank away from Carl who stood spread-legged on the other side of the doorway and grinned at her.
"I want to fuck her until she can taste my cock all the way up her throat," Carl suddenly blurted out. He raised his right hand and wiped some drool off his thick lips with the back of his wrist.
Lila's eyes opened wide. What kind of people were these? Why were they in her apartment? What were they going to do with her?
"You'll have to forgive him. Carl's basic, but I believe more in talking and subleties. Now we can all end this unpleasantness if you'll just tell me how far your boss is on the Harrington case."
"I don't know anything about his cases. I really don't," Lila said honestly. She watched nervously as the well-dressed man narrowed his eyes and looked piercingly at her.
"I don't want to appear too threatening, miss. But I'm tired, it's late, and I've got a lot of things to do. You can make it easier on all of us if you just give me the information," he said calmly, but with a definite edge in his voice.
"I'm telling you I don't have any. Brad goes into his office and locks the door. Usually that's the last I see of him," Lila almost pleaded as she watched the big man's face cloud over with anger. He didn't believe her. She could tell that from his expression.
"You're his secretary. You do his typing, filing, and all the other things good secretaries are supposed to do. I find it hard to believe you don't know what the hell your boss is up to," the man said, darting a look at Carl.
In a second the big blond man had his fingers wrapped around her wrist again. This time he held both wrists, pressing them tightly against the small of her back and twisting them upward. Lila threw her head back and moaned with pain as she felt her bones bending to the snapping point. Bolts of sharp pain shot through her arms and shoulders as Carl kept increasing the pressure more and more.
"Oh G-God, I s-swear, I don't know...." Lila cried as hot tears sprang to her eyes.
Her arms ached terribly, while her wrists throbbed from the pressure Carl was giving them. Her legs trembled mightily, then buckled as she felt her brain growing numb with pain. Lila's chin pressed down on her chest as she started to faint.
Her long blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders and face as she felt herself slipping into blessed unconsciousness.
"Let up on her," the young man said, walking up to Lila until he was only a few inches from her. He raised both hands and placed them on either side of her neck. The young blonde shuddered, wondering if he was going to choke her while Carl held her tightly by the arms. Slowly he moved his hands away from her throat, sliding 'hem under the robe and pushing them out toward her shoulders.
Lila shuddered again as she felt the soft material slip off her shoulders and down her arms, exposing her big titties to the man. He kept sliding his hands down her arms, pushing the bathrobe off her body until he was down to her waist. At another signal, Carl let her go and the man finished stripping Lila.
"You've got a set of nice tits there, honey, and a cunt to match," the young man said dispassionately as he looked her over.
Lila felt like a piece of meat hanging in a freezer.
"It'd be a real shame to lose some of those good looks," he said, moving his right hand to his pants pocket. "Get a good hold of her, Carl," he said, pulling out a rectangular monogrammed silver cigarette lighter.
Lila watched him as he flipped the top back and flicked the wheel at the head of the lighter. A flame appeared, and he moved the lighter up until it was only inches away from her nose.
"They say hair can burn like cellophane when it's ignited. You think it's true?" the young man asked, raising the lighter higher until it was even with her forehead.
Lila tilted her head back, her eyes bugging out as she watched the flame dance threateningly close to her hair. She could picture her head aflame with these two men watching her.
"Take it away!" she cried out, moving her head away at an angle from the flame and pulling her arms as hard as she could in a vain effort to get away from Carl.
"What about the Harrington case?" the young man asked.
"I tell you I don't know anything about the Harrington case," Lila said hopelessly.
The well-dressed man sighed, then shook his head. "You look a little cold," he said after several minutes of silence. "Yes, you must be. I'll bet a little bit of heat would really be good for you right now, huh honey?" He held the burning lighter in front of Lila's face. "I wouldn't let a beautiful thing like you get all cold and blue in here," he said, chuckling softly as he lowered the lighter to tit level. He passed the flame lower and lower until he stopped over her navel. "I've already pushed burning cigarettes into cunts to get what I want. I wouldn't stop doing somethin' like that now, even for you, babe," he said evenly as he passed the fire from hip to hip. He kept the lighter about an inch away from her flat belly as he kept taunting her with his words and the fire.
Lila shut her eyes and whimpered as the heat singed the fine hairs covering her belly and thighs. The intense heat crept down her belly button and moved into her pussy and shitter.
It was a horror show for Lila. Yet, at the same time it felt so terrifyingly good. It was as if some unknown monster deep within her were suddenly being released now by this man and his lighter. It fed on the pain and fear shooting through Lila's mind and body, producing a strange kind of pleasure she'd never experienced before. Slowly the fear dissolved and became pleasure.
"Maybe you'd like to see a little sample of just how unpleasant I can be," he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. Taking one in his mouth, the young man lit it with the lighter. Crouching down between Lila's legs, he looked at her as he spread her outer labes apart with his left hand.
The blonde knew what he was going to do. Her face blanched and her body tensed as she watched the blue smoke curl up from the .glowing cigarette and sting her eyes and nostrils. Her feet jerked as her belly muscles tightened.
"No Harrington case?" he said mockingly as he still held her cunt open with the left hand and took the lit cigarette in his right hand and touched a few blonde hairs at the upper V of her pussy. Lila sucked in her breath raggedly. Her head rolled slightly from side to side. Her neck muscles strained as her lower Up trembled with terror.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Lila said unevenly.
"The Harrington case," the young man said calmly as he moved the cigarette back to her cunt hairs and singed a few more, i Lila shivered all over. Her skin goosefleshed as her belly churned and rumbled with horror. Sweat broke out on her forehead and under her arms as she felt the intense heat moving dangerously close to her cuntlips. Her fingers opened and closed spastically as Carl peered over her right shoulder and watched his boss' antics with faint amusement. Obviously he'd been through this kind of scene many times before.
"Don't do this to me," Lila finally pleaded, unable to take any more of this game. "Don't ... the young man repeated over and over.
Lila closed her eyes and let out a tight whimper through her tightly-pressed lips. Tears of hopelessness sprang to her eyes, then rolled down her flushed cheeks. She didn't know anything about this Harrington case. But the man about to burn her twat didn't believe her.
"You'll remember after this," the young man said as he pushed the cigarette forward.
Lila's eyes flicked open and bugged out as she felt the heat from the glowing cigarette tip violently increase. She could hear the loud crackle of her pussy hairs igniting from the flame. The smell of burning hair shot up her nostrils and made her moan in horror. It was her body she was smelling! It was her pussy these men were about to set on fire!
Lila screamed and started twisting hopelessly in Carl's tight grip. She raised her right foot and kicked backward, hoping to knock the big man off balance. But he stood firm, laughing at her wild efforts and increasing his powerful grip on her arms.
"A real fighter. But this ought to take it out of her," he said.
Lila felt a stinging burst of heat as he touched the lit end of the butt directly on her cuntlips. She shrieked in agony, throwing her head from side to side and shaking her shoulders. Her belly quivered then sucked in as her knees buckled from the unbelievable agony ripping through her box. Lila could feel the sudden pressure on her shoulders threatening to rip her arms out of their sockets as she started sinking to the floor.
"I don't know anything!" she sobbed as she felt the cigarette move away from her cuntlip.
"Fuck! Try this, then," the man said, pushing the cigarette back into her box.
This time he found a more sensitive spot. He touched the glowing tip just below her clit. Lila screamed. Every muscle in her body tightened and stiffened as if they were suddenly filled with concrete. Her head shook violently while the cords in her neck stood out. Her legs fought to close. Yet, in spite of this overwhelming pain, Lila felt her cunt suddenly filling with pussy juice. The cigarette hissed, then went out.
"You kind of like this, don't you," the young man said as he stood up and flipped the extinguished cigarette on the floor. "Okay, babe. We've got all night to find out about how much you know. We'll break you," he said, jerking his head at Carl once more.
The blond animal understood and jerked Lila's arms inward and upward.
"AHHHHH," she cried, twisting half around then falling to her knees from the wrenching pain.
Carl moved quickly, stepping around from behind the moaning blonde. Soon he was in front of her, holding the sides of her head tightly in both his hands while he pressed her nose hard against his crotch. Lila inhaled sharply and could smell a pungent, stale odor coming from his groin.
"Give him a little head. After all that work, poor Carl needs a little relaxation," the man said with amusement as the big blond grinned and moved his right hand toward the top of his fly.
With one quick downward jerk, Carl opened his zipper and pushed Lila's nose back into his crotch. He worked her face back and forth, pushing and pulling until Lila felt her nose scraping along the sharp teeth of his zipper. Then she was touching his hairy groin, smelling the thick smell of stale sweat and piss. Carl pushed her head back for a second and reached in the hot hole with his right hand. He pulled out his big dick, then let go and clamped both hands tightly to her head again.
Lila noted that his cock was nearly as long as Brad's and a little thicker. It projected like a fallen tree trunk. It was dark pink, gnarled with veins, and covered with thick blond pubic hair. The purplish dome pulsed like an angry animal.
"Get on that cock," Car! said gruffly.
Lila grabbed the big dick in both hands. The hot weight seemed to burn her palms. She looked up at Carl, then over at the well-dressed young man. She knew she had no choice.
Quickly Lila puckered her lips and bent toward the massive prong. Her hair spilled across her bare shoulders as the cock strained her jaws, forcing her mouth wider and wider. That dick lay like a boulder on her lower teeth and tongue, choking her as a spasm of delicious pleasure throbbed through the full length of his prick. Lila grunted as she tasted the salty bitterness of the big blond's cum.
"Take it slow, baby," Carl said thickly.
Lila adjusted her knees on the carpet and leaned back, the heels of her feet pressing into her full asscheeks. She greased his cock with her hot saliva, sliding her head back and forth. She could see Carl's thighs tensing with lust. His cock seemed to grow long, thicker and hotter with every forward thrust. Her fingertips brushed along the underside of his long dick, feeling the thick cock jerk and throb in response to this light teasing motion.
For a second, it was Carl and not she who was the victim. The big blond gulped and tilted his head back in ecstasy. His nuts rose higher and higher until they were pressing hard against the thick root of his prong. The well-dressed man stood a few feet away, watching Lila blow the blond henchman dispassionately, almost without interest.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Carl moaned.
His big hands were in her hair. He twisted and turned the blonde strands and grunted out wailing sobs of encouragement. In spite of herself, Lila started to feel her own heat rising in her box. It was like a series of needle-sharp sensations pricking her stiffening clit and firing up her pussy. In spite of the slight damage done to her snatch by that lit cigarette, her pussy was working better than ever.
Lila opened her eyes and saw the thick forest of blond pubic hairs poking out around the glistening teeth of Carl's zipper. She saw the slick, wet skin of the big man's dick as she slid her lips down to the flanged dome of his cock. Lila squeezed her thighs together as she worked her tongue over his enormous cock.
"Uhhhhhh!" Carl cried.
Lila was getting carried away with this sucking. She lightly chewed that veined trunk with her teeth. This sharp teasing drove the big blond wild with lust. She could feel throbbing movements along the cock-veins as more and more blood rushed to fill and thicken that long prong. Lila could sense that jizz was about to shoot out of Carl's dick. She could feel his dickhead expanding, ready to spit out the first wad of the henchman's spunk.
Lila kept sucking, sliding her fingernails over the big man's nuts and sensitive underside of his cock as his body swayed drunkenly from side to side.
"Ah ... ah...." Carl groaned.
His body was trembling. Lila gripped the big man's hips as she felt his balls start to contract. Her fire was rising too. In another second she would reach her own orgasm.
"Now, fuck it!" Carl grunted.
Lila mumbled something as she felt her cum bubble in her cunt. She bore down now, raking her teeth over his shaft. She kissed the thick root, lashing the dickhead with her thick tongue. Carl went wild. His voice grunted as Lila brought Mm off quickly with her oral movements.
"MMMGHF!" the blonde cried as her tits heaved and swayed. Her nipples thrust out like tiny little thumbs. Sweat erupted on her forehead and under her arms, trickling down her sides until her chest and belly were drenched with sticky perspiration.
Lila's thighs flexed as her cum grew stronger and stronger. The friction generated by her tightly clamped thighs was enough to bring off her climax in a giant explosion. Lila felt the room blow apart as the two of them rocked back and forth in lustful ecstasy.
"Bitch! Bitch!" Carl cried, twisting her hair and clawing at the silky strands. Then, with a loud, animal-like scream, he shot his first load down her throat.
Lila's eyelids flickered open as she felt that big wad spatter against the back of her throat, then start to slide down to her stomach. The hot white jelly scaled the insides of her cheeks as she nearly gagged on the first eruption. Then came another, and another, until she felt her entire mouth filling to the brim with his load of jizz.
Carl's load was as big as his dick. Lila wondered when his nuts would run dry. She tried to swallow as much of the cum as possible. It was as if someone were holding her head underwater. She could feel that cum cramming into her nasal passages, threatening to pour out of her nostrils.
Finally Carl gave his hips a final wrench, shoving his thick cockhead at the back of Lila's throat. Grunting as his dick softened, Carl pulled back and smiled down at Lila. The woman looked up as she wiped some jizz off her cheeks and chin. She'd never felt so terrified and debased at the same time.
CHAPTER THREE
"The Harrington account."
"I swear, I don't know anything...."
The room echoed with another loud slap. Lila's head jerked violently to the right from the force of the sharp blow. Her long hair whipped across her naked shoulders as her titties jiggled from the slap. Hot tears of wounded pride, anger and terror spilled from Lila's eyes and ran down her already tear-stained, flushed cheeks. Black-and-blue marks were already beginning to appear on her swollen face as Carl tightened his grip on her folded arms. She moved her right foot slightly forward, trying to keep her balance as Carl pressed her wrists against her bare butt.
After the blowjob she'd given Carl, Lila had been dragged to her feet and questioned over and over about the Harrington account. The well-dressed man-whose name she learned was Tony-seemed to still think she was holding back information. All the desperate pleas she made were useless.
Tony had started to work her over, slapping her repeatedly across the face several times after every denial she made concerning this unknown account. Carl held her tightly, keeping her standing up while the stinging blows stung her flushed face.
"Harrington account," Tony said mechanically.
Lila gave up answering him. It was no use. They'd keep slapping her silly until she finally fainted from the pain and exhaustion. She let her head hang down limply as she felt his right hand slide under her sagging chin and jerk her head up. The blonde peered through a jungle of her blonde hairs that covered her eyes. Tony was fixing his eyes on her like laser beams.
"How you fixed for fucking, Carl?" Tony asked, smiling evilly at Lila.
"Can do, boss," the big blond smirked.
"How about the ass?" Tony asked coldly.
"Oh God, no!" Lila cried. She instinctively puckered up her shithole. Her buttocks quivered at the mention of butt-fucking. She'd heard of women who'd been injured trying something like that. Especially with a cock the size of Carl's, Lila was sure they'd rupture her.
"My favorite piece," Carl said, sliding Lila's hands down slightly. While still holding tightly onto her injured wrists, the big henchman toyed with the tiny, fine body hairs that covered her smooth, rounded buttcheeks.
Lila felt her body shiver with revulsion and terror as she felt Carl's rough Levi's brush against her asscheeks and legs. He was getting turned on to this sickening idea of his boss'.
"Tie her up," Tony ordered, backing away until he was standing in front of the couch.
Lila stood like a zombie while Carl fished around in a desk until he found an extension cord. Returning to the woman, Carl wrapped the brown cord tightly around her wrists, pinning them to the lower back.
"Get her on her belly," Tony said, sitting down on the couch and pulling out his silver cigarette box and lighter. He casually lit another cigarette as Carl rolled the blonde over on her stomach and towered over her like some prehistoric monster.
"Now?" Carl asked anxiously.
"Wait," Tony said, taking a deep drag from his cigarette, then leaning forward and folding his fingers in front of him. Lila craned her head up and looked into his cold, blue eyes. He had the expression of a highly skilled and dispassionate killer. She felt a shiver of horror ripple through every cell of her body as she stared back at him.
"The Harrington account, babe. Carl's not a very nice fuck, especially in the ass."
"I told you-"
"Okay," Tony said wearily, sitting back on the couch.
Carl moved between her legs, reaching down and unbuttoning his Levi's. Lila twisted her head around, looking up at the big ape towering over her. He pulled his pants open and pushed them down to his knees. His cock hung limply, dangling down like a sausage. But even now Lila could see the long dick start to spring to life. It started to grow pinker, jerking lazily up higher and higher to a fully stiff and extended position.
Carl knelt down on his knees and reached forward, spreading open her buttocks and kneading the firm, heavy flesh of her ass. His cock pointed out now, dripping pre-cum heavily from the slit at the end of his dickhead.
Lila rested her head on the carpeting. She could feel the heat radiating out of that pricktip as it drew closer and closer to her upturned butt. As his cock advanced toward her, Lila felt a strange wave of desire wash through her cunt. She wanted his dick jammed in her at the same time she feared it. She wanted that prick fucking her and flooding her ass with hot jizz, burning her bowels to cinders with wads of cum.
Carl bent down, lowering his head to Lila's rounded mounds. He spread the firm, melon-like cheeks with his hands while he sank his thick tongue into the tight crack.
The woman groaned, straining upward and starting to crawl across the shag piling of her living room carpet. The strange, hot-wet feeling flooding her asscrack was as delicious as it was loathsome. It was something new and wonderful to Lila. Yet at the same time she knew she should be horrified at what was happening to her. She couldn't let them know that what they were doing was actually turning her on. They'd try something else until they found something actually disgusting and painful. She had to play the game to save her own precious skin.
"Ohhh, don't," Lila said in a thick voice as she felt his tongue lick the entire length of her tight asscrack. His big hands dug into the soft flesh of her butt, milking and kneading the rounded firm mounds as the room filled with soft, slurping sounds.
"Mmmmmmm," Carl hummed happily as he kept rimming the groaning blonde.
Lila felt her titties swell while her nipples stiffened. As she moved up on the carpeting, the stiff piling tickled her tit-tips, sending delicious tingling itchy sensations through her body and especially down to her swampy cunt. Instinctively, the hot blonde whipped her hips up to Carl's probing lips, then down into the thick piling of the green rug. The wooly strands scratched and tickled her pussy to a fiery, sexual heat.
Carl started working on the brown, wrinkled skin surrounding Lila's tightly-clenched asshole, tiring of licking her asscrack teasingly. He pressed his puckered mouth to her tingling hole, clamping his lips onto it. He worked his tongue back and forth, in and out of that tight tunnel until Lila felt her sphincter muscle gradually loosening.
"Oh God, God!" she moaned, closing her eyes as she rolled her body hotly from side to side.
She snaked her way across the carpeting again, Carl following her faithfully behind. Her cunt was drooling hot juice now, frothing like the mouth of a mad dog with the bubbly fluid. The scratchy piling dug teasingly into the tightly-stretched, slick membranes of her outer labes, peeling them back and exposing her contracting innner labes. Lila's knees were rubbed red from the crawling and rocking as she felt rivers of Carl's saliva ooze down her tight rectal crevice and drip into her snatch.
Lila groaned, half in terror and half with delight. She rocked her hips one more time, digging the rough-feeling carpeting into her slick pussy.
Carl -rimmed greedily, thrusting his thick tongue farther and deeper into Lila's welcoming body. Lila breathed unevenly and whimpered silently as she rocked her pelvis, rolled her hips, flexed her asscheeks and thrilled to that fucking tongue.
Then the big blond withdrew, releasing his grip on the backs of Lila's thighs. He kept on bathing the inner, musky lining of her sphincter as his fingers crawled over her firm thighs toward her box.
Instinctively, Lila raised her hips slightly to give the big henchman room to feel her pussy. Carl took advantage of this move, slipping both hands around her thighs and pushing inward until his callused fingertips started toying with the strands of her pussyhairs.
Lila arched her hips up higher, moaning with delight as she felt Carl stretching the skin back.
That tension made her pussylips quiver deliciously. Her cunt-lips peeled back farther as Carl's hands crawled all over her swampy box. Lila whimpered in protest, unable to voice any kind of intelligible phrase.
Carl greased down her shitter with more of his own thick spittle. Moving back again, the big man eased two fingers into her hole, twisting them around as he worked them into her spit-lubed asshole. Lila cried out, dropping her thighs quickly to the floor and digging her spread-apart snatch into the wooley carpeting as deliciously strange hot flashes rippled through her steamy pussy. One of Carl's powerful hands was still buried in her snatch, working up and down the trembling labes while his other hand stretched and tugged at the woman's shitter.
Lila grunted when Carl thrust his fingers completely into her, twisting them to coat the inner lining of her ass channel with the spittle. The big man started sliding the fingers back and forth in the woman's shit chute, fucking to the tip of his digits, then sinking back to the last joint. He slid them in and out, in and out until Lila was grunting like a cow in rut.
She gurgled and thrashed on the floor under the constant attack of the big blond crouched over her. She felt her assmuscles cramp up with excitement and tension as the finger-fucking in her tight shitter became frenzied. Her mouth opened and lower jaw slackened as strange choking sounds babbled out of her.
Carl pushed the fingers of his left hand into the woman's pussy, pushing back the fleshy, hot outer labes and running his ragged fingernails between the outer and inner cuntlips. Lila cried out in a thick voice as she felt that probing tearing apart her pussy. At the same time, Carl presred his hand down under her snatch, pushing up against the bottom of her hairy mound. He was squeezing the juice from her snatch as if it were a ripe, juicy orange.
Satisfied that she was hot enough, Carl resumed his attentions to her shitter. He worked his long, thick fingers back and forth, opening the woman's asshole wider and wider. He slid more fingers into her. The added stretching thickness made Lila grunt again. But she couldn't keep her body still any longer. The blonde whipped her hips up and down, hunching down onto Carl's fucking fingers, rolling her thighs from side to side and fucking her pussy into the henchman's stiff, thick fingers. At the same time, she was digging her ass onto his fingers buried in her ass. It was like being fucked by two cocks at either end.
Lila hunched and groaned as Carl's fingers mercilessly fucked her asshole. She let out a yelp of surprise and delight when the fingers of his other hand moved up to the hard clit button pushing out from her hot cuntlips. He rolled that throbbing stick around between his fingers gently and teasingly until Lila thought she'd piss on the carpeting from delight. She moaned instead, rolling her head on the rug as she flexed her buns and pumped her ass in appreciation of those sliding, fucking fingers in her ass.
"Baby, that's fuckin' good. Oh yeah, fuckin' good," Carl commented as he thrusted harder into the bucking blonde. He twisted his fingers around in her tight shicter, forcing a strained grunt of passion and lust from her in response to the pressure of his driving, gut-tingling lunges.
Carl moved his working fingers around her clit until they were coated with hot cunt juice. Lila could feel that gland swelling more and more as the big man's fingers fucked her faster in the ass. Her nipples strained against the carpeting as she closed her legs together and flexed her thighs to bring her clit and Carl's fingers together more tightly. She whipped her hips up and down again, gouging and scraping her pulsating clitoris against the big man's fingers. She felt herself surging closer and closer toward orgasm.
Then something happened. Carl decided the
.--v playing around was over.
"I'm gonna fuck your brains out," Carl said between tightly-clenched teeth. He tensed, then pulled his fingers out of Lila's hot pussy. Bracing himself by placing his hands on either side of her trembling shoulders and leaning forward, the big blond hunched down. His thick, long, hard dick moved quickly to the crack that glistened from his spittle.
Grunting with pleasure and effort, Carl pushed down with his thick thighs, sliding the pulsating red dickhead in between her high-riding ass mounds. Lila groaned with horror and delight as she felt the slick, red-hot cockhead push apart her asscheeks and search out her asshole.
"Ohhhhhh!" Lila cried as Carl surged forward.
There was pressure against her bung as his crotch pressed down harder and harder. Then there was a hard lunge. The whole of his big cockhead plunged into Lila's asshole. The big blond bore his weight down, his face buried in the strands of Lila's blonde hair. Lila could feel his long, thick rod start to sink deeper and deeper into her bowels.
The woman said nothing, biting down on her lower Up until she could taste her own blood oozing down her throat. The pain was unnerving. She felt the muscles in her back, ass and legs cramp painfully as the fat sausage slid deeper into her butt. At the same time, Lila felt her clit tingling. The sensation had never left her pussy, even after Carl had pulled his fingers out of her box. Now it was rising again in spite of the pain in her shitter and the humiliation she was feeling.
Slowly her hips began to rock, making Carl's hot: meat sink slightly deeper in her ass. The big blond stopped, backed off and almost pulled free. Then he rocked forward again, sinking once more into the woman's tight, steaming hole. Carl pulled out again to the flange of his cockhead rim, holding it there, feeling Lila's shitterhole clamping down hard.
The blonde moaned, clenching her asshole muscles together as she felt his dick sliding out. It was like trying to take a shit and not quite getting rid of the turd. Lila rocked back and forth on the carpeting, crying, moaning, sobbing with degredation and delight as Carl held his dick half in and half out.
Every muscle in her body strained and ached from the fucking and the awkward position she was in. Still Lila throbbed closer and closer toward climax. The pain had somehow channeled together with the pleasure in her pussy, producing a reaction more violent than any other she'd ever felt.
Carl let his fat meat work deeer and deeper into Lila's hole, stretching it wider and wider. Slowly the gripping tension eased out of her ass. The big man's dick slid easily in and out of her bunghole as he lowered himself further and Anther onto the woman's bucking body.
Soon Carl was on top of her, pressing his muscular chest down onto her curving back and thrusting his thighs forward and up as he filled her shitter with the full length of his thick dick.
Lila started to squirm now, snaking her way across the floor as Carl crawled after her. His balls slapped noisily against the bottom of her rounded asscheeks as he pile-drove his dick into her. Lila enjoyed this impaling. She loved the hot sensation she was getting from Carl's dick sliding into her asshole. Her mind buzzed frantically with want. She needed more. She fucked back at the man with a wanton, wild abandon that would have shocked her a few days earlier. Her first assfucking, under these conditions, and she was responding to it the way a duck does to water.
"Yeah, baby, yeah. Ride it! Work that ass! Swallow my dick with that butt," Carl taunted. Lila pressed back on her attacker, writhing to the soaring wild heights of perverted sexual pleasure. Soon she was teetering on the brink of sexual release. She felt her body ballooning up to some enormous size as her clitoris throbbed itchingly.
She felt herself going mad with wild sexual delight. Her head throbbed with the pressure building up in her box and asshole. She couldn't last any longer. With a loud, painful cry that filled the living room, Lila felt waves of delicious sexual release wash over her clitoris and asshole. The two throbbed together in sympathetic rhythm. Hot/cold flashes of electricity singed her hot skin. Every nerve-ending in her body sputtered with the release as Carl grunted and gasped somewhere behind her.
Then he came. She felt his pounding against her ass become brutal and insane. His balls swung and battered the rounded bottoms of her buttocks. Then he froze, trembled, and crashed down on top of her. Lila felt him squeeze the air out of her lungs, clawing her thighs and sides with his fingers as he fired the first wad of spunk in her bowels.
She was inundated in hot creamy jizz, and she sucked all that jelly in. She let the scalding cum bum into her shitter lining. It seemed to nourish her, firing her rising lust to heights never dreamed of.
Lila had heard of the term fucked silly, but she never knew what it meant until now. She babbled like a fool, laughing and sobbing at the same time while she felt her asshole filling up with the burning jizz. It was like getting an enema of lava up her ass.
Carl snorted and grunted like a fucking bull for what seemed like an eternity while her pussy clutched and grabbed at nothing. The scratchy rug teased her pussy without satisfying it. It was one hell of a climax; but not the satisfying kind that a good cock in the pussy could give.
Dumping his load into her butt, Carl pushed off the moaning woman. Lila felt the sudden release of pressure off her body and sighed with relief. She'd almost forgotten about Tony. Now with the fucking over, she heard someone in the back of her mind ask something about a case.
"You'll be a piece of raw meat by the time we get through with you if you don't talk," Tony said, getting up lazily fromi the couch and scratching his right cheek a little sleepily as he peered down at the woman.
"It's no use," she said in despair, now really fearful for the first time. These men were deadly serious. The fucking was fun. But now....
"Get her up," Tony said to Carl.
The big blond had just shoved his softened dick into his pants and zipped them up. Lila groaned with pain and terror as the big blond bent down and slipped his powerful hands under her belly. With one violent, quick move, he dragged her up to her feet and threw her against the side wall.
"Oh God, you can do anything you want to me, but I swear I don't know what you're talking about," Lila moaned as she looked pleadingly into Tony's hard, cold eyes.
He cocked his head to the right and seemed to be thinking her plea over. His eyes narrowed for a few seconds, then relaxed. A slight smile snaked across his thin lips, making his mouth look more like a tight scar than something natural.
"Maybe so, maybe so," Tony said, walking slowly up to the cringing Lila. She shrank against the wall, pressing her sore buttcheeks hard against the plaster as Tony walked to her. "In that case, I've got a message for your boss."
Lila watched as Tony raised his right hand, then brought it down hard across her left cheek. Her teeth rattled and she couldn't focus her eyes as the pain from that blow nearly brought her to her knees. She kept her face turned away as Tony moved almost on top of her.
"You tell him to lay off the Harrington case. He'll know what we're talkin' about. Lay off, or you'll get more of the same and he'll be supporting a tombstone somewhere," Tony said, reaching up and clamping his fingers down hard on Lila's chin. He jerked her head around until she was forced to stare back at him. "You'd better convince him, sweet-tits. You're too pretty to wind up in a box."
Lila shuddered as Tony jerked his head toward the door. Carl followed his boss as Lila sank to the floor. Her wrists were still tightly bound together as the two men walked out of the apartment and closed the door slowly behind them.
CHAPTER FOUR
Lila tapped her right forefinger nervously on her desk, glancing quickly up at the white overhead clock to the right of the office door.
Brad was over thirty minutes late. Of all days, this was one she wanted to talk to him-pronto! The tall blonde leaned back in her green swivel office chair. She reached up with her left hand and gently rubbed her fingers over several of the bruises she'd received from that beating the night before. Enough makeup had managed to hide most of the marks. But a few still showed.
Lila was about to check her mirror again to see how badly those bruises were visible when she heard Brad's familiar footsteps coming down the hall. Smoothing down her long hair and pulling her white frilly blouse down tight over her tits, Lila folded her hands in front of her and waited patiently for Brad to enter.
"My God! What happened to you?" Brad asked open-mouthed. He stood frozen in the doorway, his right hand still clamped around the outside doorknob. His eyes were opened wide and he was staring at the swollen bruise near her nose.
"Some of your friends came to pay me a visit after you left last night," Lila said evenly, about ready to break into tears. She'd fooled herself into believing that the beating hadn't done that much damage to her face. Seeing Brad's violent reaction, she now knew otherwise.
"What...?"
"What's going on in this office?" Lila blurted out, feeling hot tears welling up in her eyes. Her hands were trembling from humiliation, shame and fear as she stared hotly at Brad. "Why did those men do this to me?" Lila asked, rising slowly from her chair and raising both hands to her face. She felt like a monster standing in front of Brad, covered with bruises. She leaned against the edge of her desk, turning her face and bursting out into tears.
Brad took in a deep breath, then sighed as he closed and locked the door behind him.
"You'd better sit down, Lila," Brad said, walking slowly up to a brown leather chair next to her desk and sitting down.
The blonde did as she was told, "then listened carefully as Brad told her what was going on. He told her about his working with the Internal Revenue Service and how he got that position. Then he went into the Harrington account-the case both Tony and Carl were so interested in.
Harrington was what many people called a financial or money manager in New York. The government knew he had mob connections, but could never prove a thing in court. Meanwhile, Harrington and his cohorts took money earned through drug, extortion and prostitution sources and deposited it secretly in the National Bank of the Bahamas. As the bank was controlled by the new national government of that island nation-and as the president and many cabinet and parliament figures were in the financial pocket of the mob-it wasn't too difficult for Harrington and his friends to get the bank to hide from public view the real source of all the money coming in from New York.
Harrington's money became money deposited by wealthy London antique dealers-or at least, so said the records. Tax-free and clean, the "London antique dealers" could then invest heavily in real-estate deals throughout California. Of particular interest lately were large loans and deposits in Southern California banks. The government was afraid this was a prelude to some takeover of the Southland.
When Brad finished, he leaned back in the chair and folded his hands together, pressing the fingers against his mouth and looking at Lila. The blonde turned away from him and stared at the door.
"So that's why they were so interested ... How far are you on this thing?" Lila asked excitedly. She'd forgotten about the bruises and the muliating ass-rape she'd endured just a few hours earlier. This was the chance of her lifetime. To be involved in such a big case of such import was. something she'd only dreamed about.
"Not all that far," Brad said disappointedly, getting up from the chair and pacing across the tiny office. "And I'm not so sure I should keep on it. You've got an idea what they think about people meddling. Somehow they know I'm on to them. There must be a leak somewhere. I think I'll give it up."
"No!" Lila protested, moving quickly around her desk and walking up to Brad. She grabbed him tightly by the arm and looked into his eyes. "Please, I want to help. Don't give it up now, Brad. Please."
Brad stood silently for several seconds, looking blankly at the wall in front of him then at Lila. A sad smile crossed his face.
"You're crazy, you know that?" Brad said, turning around and gathering the blonde up in his arms.
Lila felt her body melting like butter in his powerful grip as she looked up into his eyes. Lila felt her nipples rising again, pushing up from the surrounding touch red skin and scratching against the stiff material of her bra. Her cuntlips were swelling, filling up with blood and pressing deliciously against each other as the dark slit running between them started to glisten with a thin rivulet of frothy cunt juice.
Lila rubbed her thighs together, squeezing her pussylips and forcing out a gush of hot fuck oil that dampened her panties. She sucked in a ragged breath as she moved her right foot forward slightly and felt the damp, silky material of her briefs clinging to her crotch.
"Ohhh, baby," Brad said, bending down and sealing her mouth with his.
The blonde closed her eyes, parting her lips as she felt the warm flow of his spittle fill her mouth. His tongue slided over hers, pressing it down and stabbing down her throat while his hands crawled all over her body.
Lila melted into Brad, pushing her big titties hard against his muscular chest while she hunched her thighs into his groin. She moaned hotly into his sucking mouth when she felt his powerful fingers slipping around her hips, kneading her hot flesh through the woolen material of her short black skirt. He was gathering up that skirt, holding the folds of material tightly in his fingers as he exposed more and more of her trembling legs.
In the next few minutes the blonde felt Brad's fingers hooking under the legband of her pink panties, crawling up over her hot, sweaty thigh-skin until they were caressing the taut flesh of her asscheeks. Lila moaned, rocking back and forth slightly on her heels as she felt Brad trailing his fingers through her asscrack. What a difference his forceful gentleness was compared to Carl's animal-like raping of last night! Lila pulled away from Brad, tilting her head back and gasping raspily for breath.
The two of them didn't have to say another word. Lila backed away and reached up for the top button of her wrinkled blouse while Brad quickly peeled off his green pinstripe suit. Lila reached behind her, quickly unsnapping her bra and letting it fall to the floor in front of her. She felt her titties swing free.
It was such a relief to let the cool air in the room blow over her stiff, twitching nipples. She reached up with her right hand and sanded the stiff nipples with the palm of her hand. That sanding sensation felt soooo good. She loved having her nipples worked over. Lila closed her eyes as she tweaked her nipples between her right thumb and forefinger. When she opened her eyes, she saw Brad doubled over, sliding his white cotton jockey shorts down over his knees. He stepped out of them and threw them carelessly onto the brown leather chair he'd been sitting on a few minutes earlier.
Standing erect, Brad looked hotly at Lila. His long, thick cock stood out like a telephone pole. It jerked upward occasionally, swaying lazily from side to side as his big hairy nuts screwed up closer and tighter to the fat root of his dick.
"Suck on this mother," Brad commanded, reaching down with his right hand and rubbing his fingers lightly over the hot pole.
Lila narrowed her eyes, hesitating for a few seconds. The memory of the suck-job she'd been forced to give the night before burned in her mind. Shaking the thoughts out of her head, Lila smiled and walked up to Brad.
Her big titties jiggled and swayed slightly from side to side with every step she took. That slight motion made her flesh tingle with delicious sensations. With each step she took, her pussylips slid against each other. That subtle friction made her swampy box contract deliriously.
As she knelt down in front of the big man, Lila felt her outer labes pulling back from the pressure caused by the change of position. A rush of bubbly fuck oil trickled itchingly through her matted blonde cunthairs as Lila's knees pressed against the cold hardwood floor.
Lila stared up at the sculptured muscles of the dark-skinned Brad towering above her. She'd almost forgotton how handsome and sexually attractive he was. His thick, powerful neck, the rippling of his belly muscles, the vein-roped purple-brown cockshaft, foreskin peeled wetly back from the fist-sized cockhead that glistened with pre-cum-it was all there for Lila.
The blonde moaned and rested her forehead against Brad's right leg while she moved her right hand up to his hot belly. She could feel his cockhairs brushing against the bottom of her palm as she caressed the rough, masculine skin. Her pussylips fluttered like a hundred butterflies in heat. She felt fight, hot and buzzy as her hand played lovingly through the stiff oody hairs. Only inches away from her face Lila could feel the sexual heat radiating out of Brad's thick cunt-splitter.
Lila sighed again, then felt her body tremble with nervous excitement as she pulled her head away from Brad's reeling body and moved her lips up to the level of his fat dickhead.
"Ohhh, take it," Brad said, his hands down to his sides while his head was tilted back and his eyes were closed.
She sighed with awed delight one more time, then flicked her tongue out between her tense lips. Lila moved her face forward, shuddering with pleasure as the tip of her tongue touched the cum-wet tip of Brad's dick. She swirled his hot juices in her mouth, enjoying the rich, salty tang of the leaking jizz as it sloshed in her mouth and down her throat.
Slowly Lila slid her full, red lips over the taut-skinned cock dome. She covered the flanged tip with a thin layer of spittle as she took in the meat. Then she whirled her tongue around and around, breathing harshly as she sucked that satiny crown with all her might. She could feel .Brad heaving back and forth, swaying like a clipper ship caught in a hurricane as her mouth worked greedily over his dick. His hands moved through her hair, gripping and pulling the long blonde strands crazily as he gasped and wheezed with lust. Lila's expert lips milked his throbbing dick up to unheard-of heights of sexual pleasure.
Reaching up with her right hand, Lila closed her fingers barely around the thick, greasy tube and started jacking Brad's dick while she still concentrated her oral massage on his dickhead.
"Oh, shit," Brad groaned, thrusting his hips forward suddenly.
He rotated his hips around so his cock would twist and chum in her mouth. Lila tried opening her mouth more to keep her teeth from cutting into the tightly-stretched, hot cockskin. She felt her mouth flooding with more and more jizz as it leaked freely from his bubbling piss-slit.
The blonde moved her hands down along the full length of his shaft to his fat dick-base, tickling the tiny hairs that grew out around the jerking dong. Then she slid her hand down to his fat nuts, caressing the leathery sacs gently in her hand as Brad's breathing became more and more irregular.
"Suck that dick. Swing on my cock," Brad groaned.
Lila looked up and saw his face peering down at her. His eyes glistened and burned with lust. His handsome face was flushed with excitement, while his long, brown hair hung limply over his ears and face. Lila reached up and brushed several stray strands of blonde hair from her eyes as she kept on swinging on his prick.
As she moved her head and body back and forth, the blonde could feel her heavy titties jiggling back and forth from that constant motion. She felt them swelling, throbbing, growing larger and lustier with each passing second as Brad's prick swelled up more and more between her milking lips.
Lila enjoyed keeping Brad's cock in her. She liked the feel of that long, big-headed rod inside her mouth and his hairy, hot sweaty groin banging against her face. She wrapped both hands now around his hips and pulled him tight against her. He was fucking her in the mouth now, jerking his hips back and forth while she opened her mouth wider and wider. She felt his strong leg muscles tremble with every forward motion he made.
They rocked back and forth until she began to gag and gurgle for breath. Slowly and reluctantly, Brad moved backward to give her air. Lila let her head slide up until the bulge of his dick disappeared from her throat. She wheezingly sucked in air through her nose, keeping his cock tightly clamped between her lips. Her tongue kept lashing over it, pushing against the thick, blue veins that protruded through the translucent dark pink cock-skin. She licked, tasted, sucked at that long prong as if her life depended on how hard she could draw it into her.
Just as Lila started getting into a frantic, frenzied rhythm, Brad reached down and pushed her head away from his crotch. Pulling his cock out of her mouth with a squishy pop, the big man raised her to her feet and pressed her body tightly against his.
Lila groaned, tilting her head back and feeling the ends of her blond hairs brushing against the top of her rounded buttocks as Brad's cock pushed into the slick gash between her blood-engorged labes. Their groins rubbed together-cock against cunt; tits against hairy chest-until Lila thought she'd cum just from this kind of foreplay.
Brad buried. his face in the nape of her neck, planting long, hard, hot wet kisses on her skin while his cock seemed to grow longer and hotter.
Finally he couldn't stand it any longer. Pushing her away, Brad held Lila at arm's length as he pushed her down toward the floor. It was cold and hard. But the two of them were too hot and engulfed in their own sexuality to notice.
Lila sat down, fell backward as Brad crawled between her spread legs. As he knelt between her hiked knees, Lila leaned back, laying her head down on the cold floor while she lifted her ankles. She stretched her legs wide in an open invitation.
Brad pushed his head between her silky thighs, caressing the hot, trembling skin with his powerful fingers while he nuzzled the kinky cuntal curls with his long nose. Lila opened her mouth and let out a guttural cry of ecstasy as she felt his lips closer over her aching pussy.
"Ahhhhhh," Lila moaned.
Brad was taking the whole box inside his mouth. The blonde could feel his strong teeth sinking into the fleshy lips of her pussy as his tongue snaked in between the puffy labes and pushed up the hot tunnel to its roots. He sucked her crazily. drawing in as much frothy fuck oil as he could. He ate her cunt, gnawing on the fat, greasy labes, biting the brittle hairs until they stuck to his lips and teeth, slathering her hot, glistening cuntal walls with his tongue until Lila was turned into a trembling, moaning mass of sex flesh.
Her legs snapped closed over his head, trapping the big man tightly against her body. She felt his tongue sanding over the reddened tip of her throbbing clit. She thought she was going to cum in Brad's mouth as she bounced her asscheeks across the cold hardwood floor.
Suddenly something told Lila Brad was ready for fucking. She felt him pull his head out of her crotch and force her legs from his neck and shoulders. Lila groaned loudly as she felt her cuntlips unstick and peel back as Brad spread her trembling legs farther apart. Her big titties lay jiggling on her chest, flattened like two big mounds of flesh-colored jello. Her eyes glazed over with incredible lust while her nostrils flared.
Without saying another word, Brad leaned forward and pressed his dick against her pussylips. Lila kept her ass flat against the floor, tossing her head from side to side as she felt her body being forced open by the slick dome of that big rod. She felt her outer cuntlips puckering in as the dickhead shoved farther into her body. It was sinking into her hot flesh, pushing at the walls of her cunt, burying itself in the hot bubbly juice that was oozing out of her box. Lila could hear it slurping its way down into her. She whimpered with delight as she felt Brad's hairy sac touch her upturned ass. It was more beautiful than anything she'd ever experienced.
Brad didn't waste any time on this round. He was thrusting downward violently almost instantly. He pushed his big, hairy ass up high for the downstroke, looking hotly into Lila's rolling eyes. His thick arms trembled from the pressure and excitement that ran through them. He hunched his hips downward quickly, slicing his fat dick into her opened snatch.
The reaction was sudden and violent. Lila's head shot up, nearly banging into Brad's as a long, loud hissing sound escaped from her parted lips. Brad kept his dick buried in her pussy, swaying his hips from left to right and forcing his dick to swing and churn inside the blonde's snatch.
Lila threw back her head and cried out some unintelligible phrase. The cords stood out in her neck. The veins pressed against the flushed, sweaty skin of her forehead as her heart threatened to rip through her ribcage.
Brad pulled up once more. Lila gasped, then sank back down to the floor and rolled her head from side to side. She rocked her hips, moving her ass as Brad threw his meat into her with incredible skill. Her pussy got hot under his constant, wild attack. Her cunt boiled with juice and heat. Her clit was being rubbed to climax as Brad grunted and gasped above her. Somewhere deep in her body Lila felt the big knot of orgasm beginning to build, then slowly unravel itself.
"UGH! UGH! UGH!" Lila moaned.
She was full of dick, stuffed with prickmeat from her cuntlips to her titties. Her ass quivered with a tight itchy sensation as if she were being fucked in the shitter as well. Lila thought suddenly of Carl's dick ramming her bunghole last night. That image branded itself in the blonde's mind suddenly. She thought of that ass-fucking, then felt her shitter pucker up and spasm as her pussy gripped Brad's stabbing dick. Her pussy muscles snapped shut on his digging prong, threatening to slice it in two as Brad fought the tightness of Lila's excited, trembling snatch.
Lila felt his cock tighten into an iron bar. Her pussy couldn't win against something like that. Her sphincters relaxed, letting the big man's prick all the way in for the final plunges.
"OHHHHHHHH!" Lila cried. She knew she was near the end of control. From the sounds of Brad's raspy, uneven and deep breathing, she knew he was at that level also. In a few more strokes she'd be feeling his hot spunk dumping into her twat, flooding every inch of her stretched box.
"Baby, gonna shoot!" Brad gasped.
"Oh don't, don't! Go slow, slow," Lila moaned, wanting to prolong the cumming as long as she could.
Brad shuddered, stopping the movements of his body with great effort. He lay panting on top of her for a moment, his body arched.
Then he went back to his rhythm, ramming his dick faster and faster into her pussy His balls felt so full of tightly packed jizz they ached. He started to moan as he felt his cum bubbling up. "Can't stop, babe!"
"Ohhh, noooo!" Lila cried as she felt stream after stream of hot cum shoot into her tender, tight cunt. He jerked all over, thrashing his body over Lila's as he finished his cumming. When he finished, Brad lay quietly on top of the blonde to let her get it off on his still-rigid dick.
"UNNNNNGHHH!" Lila cried in frustration, closing her eyelids tightly and hunching up and down on Brad's stiff pole. Her pussylips clenched the rubbery, hot, slick cockskin. She'd felt his cockhead squeeze tight, throwing out wads of hot jizz in thick, fast jerks. It went up into her pussy and ate into the walls until they were slick and squishy with his cum. Then Lila felt her own orgasm reach the top and throw her over the edge into a world of bright colors and thunder. Her cunt and ass squeezed tight, clutching along Brad's hot inches of dickmeat as her body exploded.
"OHHHHHHH!" Lila screamed as she felt herself blow apart. Her hands clasped around Brad's back as she felt the final throbbing of his cock pour another load of cum into her hot juicy hole.
Lila kept on exploding, rolling and rocking her body from side to side as she babbled, laughed and sobbed. Finally she collapsed almost unconscious, exhausted from the workout and the climax she'd endured. It was as if she'd had a long day and it was time to go to bed. Yet it was only ten o'clock in the morning.
"Lila, you sure you want to go into this business?" Brad asked as he reached up and brushed some hair from her half-shut eyes.
"I'm sure," she said, smiling weakly as she looked up at him.
CHAPTER FIVE
Both Lila and Brad realized there had to be an informer somewhere in the ranks of the IRS of Justice Department. Finding out who it was would be a job for later. Right now they had to catch the mob off-guard.
Brad decided that Lila would turn informer, trying to convince the big men through Tony that she'd spy for them and tell them everything Brad was doing. It was dangerous work. They might not believe her. If that happened....
But it was the only way Brad could get some ears inside the closed doors of the mob. He told Lila what to look for. Essentially, he was after a set of books supposedly in L.A. that indicated where the money was coming from that was pouring into Southern California. That set of books was being stashed somewhere in the city, and Brad was sure Tony-a minor-leaguer but important henchman nonetheless-knew where. It was Lila's job to find the books and, if possible, get them away for a few minutes-enough time to photograph the figures.
Contacting Tony was another matter. Brad didn't know exactly where he was. And even if he did, an open invitation to him might appear suspicious.
Fortunately that problem solved itself. That evening Lila returned to her apartment and found Tony sitting on the couch.
"I told you to tell your boss to lay off," he started to say.
Lila jumped as she heard the door slam behind her. Carl was there, staring coldly at her as he did the night before. It was like the reoccurrence of a nightmare. But this time Lila had a surprise for them.
"I did, but he didn't listen. In any case, I've got a proposition," Lila said coolly, moving nonchalantly through the living room up to Tony although she kept a careful eye on the silent, brooding Carl.
Sitting down next to the young henchman, Lila spilled out the story she and Brad carefully rehearsed earlier that day. Tony listened to her without indicating whether he believed her or not.
When she was through, Lila leaned back against the couch and waited for a reaction.
"I want to use your phone," Tony said quietly, getting up and walking over to the coffee table, Lila watched him like a hawk as he dialed a number, then talked in a muffled tone to someone at the other end of the line.
After a short conversation, Tony hung up and turned around.
"They want to talk to you to find out how much you know. I'd be careful about this, baby. You're playin' with a hell of a lot of fire now," Tony said.
Lila sighed, then nodded as she rose from the couch and walked briskly toward the door. For all it was worth, she was in! Now all she had to do was stay alive.
* * *
"Wait here," Tony said, signaling Lila to stand quietly at the far end of the entrance hall. They were in a large, Georgian style home in the wealthy. old mountain community of San Marino some fifteen miles east of downtown L.A. The blonde folded her hands quietly in front of her and looked steadily ahead. Carl was guarding the doorway in case she had any second thoughts about getting away. There was no backing down now. She'd made her bid. Now she had to go through with it.
After several minutes of standing in silence, Lila saw Tony reappear out of a doorway he'd walked through earlier.
"All right. Come in, and bring Carl with you," Tony said, wearily.
Lila inhaled a deep breath, then squared her shoulders as she marched down the long, thickly-carpeted hallway toward the opened door. As she turned and walked past Tony, the blonde found herself in a large study. The walls were lined to the ceiling with bookshelves filled with leather-bound editions of one thing or other. The far wall had a large, marble-framed fireplace over which a portrait of a tall, gaunt-looking man in nineteenth-century dress peered back at her. To the right of the fireplace was a long, Victorian desk.
Two handsome German shepherds lay quietly with their heads on their forepaws on either side of the desk. Behind it sat a man of about fifty. He was bald, red-faced and overweight. His tiny eyes gleamed like two raisins buried in white pudding. His thin lips pulled up into a tight smile as Lila walked into the room.
"I understand you want to work for us," the man said.
Lila could sense ruthlessness under that paternalistic tone of voice. She steeled herself and responded coldly. Yes, she was interested. But she wanted it to be made worth her while. She needed money. They needed information. It was an even trade off.
"My, I like a woman who knows what she wants. Just make sure you're not playing any little games with us. We've got a few games to play ourselves," the little man said, still smiling. But this time there was something cold, terrifying about his tone of voice as well as his expression.
He could have been the axman during the Inquisition, Lila thought to herself as she watched him move around to the front of his desk. The dogs perked their ears up, rolling their eyes around to keep their master in view. They were still resting. But the blonde noticed their powerful muscles flinching, tensing, as if they expected to be called into action at any second.
"Before we get into any formalities about our mutual contract, I want you to see something. Bring in Sheila," the man said to Tony.
Lila watched curiously as the tall, young henchman turned around and walked out the door for a second.
"Sheila's a young lady who used to work for me. She was very good, getting all kinds of information from various governmental agencies. That is, she was good until little Sheila got greedy and started raking off more from the top than she was allowed," the fat man said, staring Lila squarely in the face.
Before the blonde had time to digest the possible meaning of this revelation, the door opened up behind her again.
Lila turned around and saw a tall, pretty brunette being shoved roughly through the doorway into the room. Her face was delicate, almost fragile. The long lashes accented her dark brown eyes, while her long, wavey hair gleamed reddish in the bright lights of the study. Lila wondered why she'd been stripped of all her clothing.
"Sheila, this is Lila; Lila, Sheila," the fat man said pleasantly.
The brunette turned her head and looked curiously at Lila. The blonde could see terror and hopelessness in her eyes. Her pendulous titties jutted out from her heaving chest. Nervous sweat trickled down from her armpits to her gently curving thighs. A thick bush of brown pubic hair covered the woman's full cuntlips. She looked like a classic pin-up girl-classy, but with more than a touch of sensuality about her.
Lila turned her head to the right as she noticed some movement on the floor. She noted with surprise that the two dogs had trotted over to the fat man.
"Oh please, no. Not that! God, I'll pay everything back. I swear! Please, don't," the girl suddenly screamed, her face wrinkling into a mask of sheer terror and horror. Her legs trembled, then she backed away from the man as her eyes widened and fastened onto the two dogs.
At first Lila couldn't understand what was ' happening. Everyone except Sheila seemed to be calm. The blonde watched in amazement as the girl shuddered as if she were suffering from epilepsy. Her skin goosefleshed as she raised her arms protectively to her big titties and crossed them over her chest.
"It's too late, Sheila. You had your chance when you first came to work here. You knew the rules and you broke them. There's no going back," the big man said.
With that he gave a signal with his right hand to the dogs. Almost instantly, the formerly docile dogs turned into snarling monsters, leaping from their standing position toward the cringing brunette.
Lila watched in horror as the first dog leaped into the air, snapping viciously as he came down on the screaming brunette's shoulders. Sheila shrieked again, covering her face protectively with her hands as she staggered backward and crashed to the floor from the sudden attack.
The second dog moved quickly behind her, snapping at her right thigh as she rolled across the hardwood floor.
"Oh, my God! Stop them!" Lila cried, covering her mouth with her right hand while she held her stomach tightly with her left to keep from vomiting. The sudden sickening violence seized her with a series of dry heaves.
No one seemed to listen to her. Sheila shrieked over and over as the dogs mauled her, snapping at her shoulders, hands and thighs. They were going wild, their blazing amber eyes rolling in their powerful heads as white foamy spittle frothed at their furry muzzles.
The brunette was on her belly now, beating the floor with her tightly clenched fists as the first dog suddenly sank his sharp teeth into her right asscheek. Lila watched horrified as blood immediately spurted out of the smooth flesh, washing over the groaning woman's thighs.
"Back!" the fat man cried.
Immediately the two dogs backed away. They obeyed, but reluctantly. Lila noticed that both dogs' cocks were becoming engorged and erect. Flecks of Sheila's blood dotted the muzzle of the first dog as the brunette lay motionless on the floor. The only indication she was alive were the occasional moans of pain that escaped from her mouth.
"You see what happens to people who disobey me," the little fat man said.
Lila was too frozen with horror to reply. She had an idea they didn't expect one. This was to be a lesson for her as well as a swansong for Sheila Lila knew she could expect the same thing if they ever found out what she was really up to.
"They want you very much, Sheila. It's too bad you hate to work things this way. It's a shame to have that beautiful, smooth body of yours wind up as food for the dogs," the man said.
"Ohhhh, please! Please! Please!" Sheila moaned soft and low.
It was useless. The man snapped his fingers again. The second shepherd trotted around to Sheila's right side, shoving his pointed muzzle under her right tit. The brunette suddenly sprang to life, recoiling from the animal pressure and rolling onto her ass. That was what the first dog wanted. Springing quickly forward, the shepherd got between her legs and dropped his head. His tongue shot out, spattering her right hip with hot spittle. Sheila whimpered, jerking her head to the left and backward as she tried to scoot back on the floor and escape the attack.
The dog wasn't about to let his prey go. Sheila stopped her retreat when she felt the second dog pressing against her back, shoving his pointed muzzle under her asscheeks and lapping at the blood that still oozed out of the long gash in her right butt.
The first dog took advantage of her sudden stop and bared his teeth, chewing down on her right hip. As the teeth dug into the sensitive skin, Sheila shrieked out in pain. Her eyes bugged out as her hands shot out in front of her. She looked directly at the attacking animal, her fingers digging into the hot, furry neck and pushing desperately. Her body shook wildly as the room filled and echoed with the young woman's howls.
Lila could hear a growl bursting from the dog, muffled by the wad of flesh between his teeth. The dog shaved his nose under Sheila's body and whined its frustration when he couldn't get a better grip on her thigh. Blood dropped from his bared, gleaming white teeth. The wounds on her body were many but not deep. The dogs were purposely playing with her in their savage way. Lila had the feeling they could quickly finish off Sheila if they wanted to.
The brunette kept begging, her throat becoming strained and hoarse. The fat man listened detached as he watched the scene dispassionately. He snapped his fingers, and the dogs pulled away again.
"OHHHHHH," Sheila groaned, collapsing exhaustedly on the floor. She was completely exposed. Clotted blood stained her thighs, belly and legs as moans of pain and terror bubbled out from her lips. Lila knew the young woman was finished.
"Now for the final bit," he said, looking at the two muscular dogs. They watched their master carefully, their jaws drooping down and hot, frothy spittle oozing out from between their teeth.
Lila felt her skin crawling with horror as she saw the animals' flesh quivering with suppressed tension a'id excitement. The blonde knew she was about to become a witness to some hideous crime against nature and man. She turned around and noticed Tony and Carl. They were talking softly among themselves, apparently disinterested in what was happening. Lila guessed that this sort of thing occurred frequently-so frequently that it no longer impressed either of the men.
Lila turned around quickly when she heard the brunette scream out again. The first dog was running quickly up to her while the second sat quietly at the feet of his master.
Sheila kept screaming like a crazy woman, trying to close her legs. But the German shepherd was too fast for her. The dog's massive cock was fully extended now, a fat, greasy, red knobby pole protruding out of the grey furry sheath between his hindquarters. He shoved his big head between her legs. He tried to position himself comfortably in front of the wailing woman.
The fat man barked a command. The shepherd froze. He growled in frustration, spittle trickling out of his maw in long, opaque strings. Sheila's head was tilted back as far as it could go, her hands hard against the floor and her fingers digging into the wood as her eyes were fastened in horror at the animal's big dick.
The dog kept drooling, snapping his jaws threateningly at the young woman. Sheila jerked her head to the right and looked desperately at Lila. She seemed to be begging her to help. It was a last, desperate plea from a human being doomed to a horrible death. Lila turned her head away, wanting to scream herself.
There was another command followed by a scream. Lila watched as the shepherd dropped his face into the thicket of brown, curling cuntal hair. For a second the movements of his jaws were hidden by the thick curls..
Then came the desperate shrieks. Each scream became louder, higher pitched. Her titties quivered, rolling from side to side on her heaving chest. Lila watched in disbelief as the nipples stiffened while the red areolas around them grew darker. Even in this situation, the woman was becoming sexually aroused.
The dog raised his head. His eyes were blazing as he looked at his helpless victim. Sheila was prone on the floor now, rolling and rocking her body from side to side as she gave up and submitted to whatever horrible fate they had in store for her. Her long, beautiful brown hair lay in a tangled mass across her flushed face as the big dog went back to feeding on her exposed pussy.
"Oh God!" Lila cried, raising her hand once more to her mouth as she watched the big dog licking and lapping and chewing at the woman's snatch.
Then something strange happened.
The shepherd pulled his head out of Sheila's pussy again and moved up, placing his big forepaws on her shoulders. The woman groaned and remained still as he hunched down and started making quick, jerky fucking movements. Sheila raised her knees higher, exposing her cunt more to the savage dog. Who knows what she could have been thinking in those final moments? Maybe a lover? Maybe she was just trying io have some last moments of joy before the end. Lila didn't and couldn't guess what the young brunette was thinking then. She just watched in amazement as Sheila actually helped the German shepherd fuck her.
Sheila rolled her thighs from side to side, groaning as the red, pointy tip of the dog's dick beat like a club against her violated cuntlips. In a second the cock disappeared in the thick forest of the woman's cunt.
"Ohhhh," Sheila groaned, actually embracing the animal.
Lila couldn't believe what was happening just a few feet in front of her. A woman was being raped by a frenzied German shepherd, and no one seemed to be concerned about it.
The big dog growled and snapped at the air as he lunched faster and faster with his powerful hindquarters. The study was filled with the mixed sounds of Sheila's moans, the animal's obscene howls and grunts, and the sick, squishy sound of his knobby prick sliding in and out of her pussy. Lila watched the red, slick knotty prong pump in and out of the brunette's twat like the pump of an oil well. The short grey fur bristled along the dog's neck and back as his fucking motions grew stronger and faster.
Even Sheila seemed to be carried away by the screwing. She rolled her bleeding buttocks left to right on the floor, groaning and gasping, as the German shepherd suddenly filled the room with a high-pitched, long wailing yelp. He was cumming.
"Jesus!" Lila cried as she watched the white bubbly jizz foaming out from around Sheila's stretched cuntlips and dribble down her thighs. The animal humped and humped, even after his cock had finished firing his load.
Then the attack resumed. This time, the second dog got into the act. The first shepherd pulled his spent dick out of Sheila's cum-filled pussy, trotting a few feet away and lying down to lick off the tip of his still-twitching prick. Sheila lay defeated on the floor.
"AIYEEEEEEE!" she shrieked suddenly as the second dog sniffed the mixture of cum and cunt juice that still poured out of her pussy. Then he attacked. He growled, then he revealed the same row of killer teeth his partner had. His head buried itself in the thick, wet forest of cuntal hair. Sheila's eyes rolled up and into her head as the teeth sank into her snatch.
"Oh! Oh! Lila cried, her eyes widening in total disbelief as the shepherd tore and flung flesh and blood across the room. The dog's head swung back and forth while he made gutteral noises. His teeth snapped loudly, almost drowning out Sheila's steadily weakening cries, shrieks and pleas. Finally she grew quiet.
Lila felt close to fainting. She'd just been a witness to an unbelievable murder. She stood in the middle of that room, staring down at the still, bloodied body of Sheila. The girl's features were relaxing into a calm death-mask.
"That's the problem with cases like these. It makes the room so messy," the fat man finally said, snapping his fingers one more time. The two dogs pricked up their ears, then padded up to their master. Lila shrank away from the animals as they looked curiously up at her.
"You see we don't like people who don't play along with us," Tony whispered in her right ear as Lila stared back at the two animals.
"D-don't worry about that," Lila said, finally able to speak. She felt an air of unreality filling the room as she forced her eyes away from the two dogs and looked at Tony.
"Good. Sheila said the same thing after she saw something like this happen. I hope for your sake you mean it," the fat man said, rubbing his hands together as he walked back to his chair behind the desk. "Get the houseboys in here to take care of that garbage," he said, waving his right hand in the direction of Sheila's still body.
Lila backed away from the bloodied corpse and walked toward a high-backed Victorian chair next to the desk. The little fat man wanted to have a long talk with her.
CHAPTER SIX
Lila handled herself carefully, especially after the sickening killing she'd been forced to witness in that home in San Marino. The image of the helpless Sheila thrashing on the floor was branded in her mind. How she'd managed to keep from shrieking out of the room Lila didn't know. What happened afterward seemed blurry to Lila, even months after the case was closed and nearly forgotten by the general public.
After the brunette had been murdered, the fat little man introduced himself to Lila as Mr. Nick Kuhns. He was a direct representative of the Harrington interest Lila had heard so much of. Simply put, Mr. Kuhns just wanted Lila to report everything her boss did and found. He was sure that would be easy as she was privy to most of his files and-if she tried-to most everything else.
Lila assured him there'd be no problem in finding out any information he wanted. But, there was the problem of cash-how much?
Kuhns smiled, reaching down and opening the center drawer of the ornate desk. He pulled out ten one-hundred-dollar bills and handed them over the shiny desk top to the surprised blonde. He assured her there'd be more, the amount matching the considered value of the information she brought.
That concluded the interview. Kuhns stood up, nodded his head in good-bye, then waved a signal to Tony. Lila was escorted quickly out of the study. Just as she stepped through the doorway, she turned around. The last thing she saw in that house was Kuhns towering over the bleeding body of Sheila. He was chuckling softly to himself, nudging the dead woman's chewed right thigh with the toe of his shiny boot.
Tony and Carl drove her back to her apartment without saying a single word. That suited the blonde fine. She needed time to collect her thoughts. The contact with some of the top men hadn't been too difficult. But what she'd been forced to watch! And there was the chilling thought she might wind up as meat for those growling animals if they ever found out what she was really up to.
She flashed a nervous glance at Tony. He looked back at her and smiled at her. It was the look of recognition between one criminal and another. Lila smiled back. She'd been accepted into the fold-at least, for a while.
* * *
In the weeks that followed Lila provided Kuhns and his men with all sorts of false leads. Kuhns informed the New York interest that the IRS, through misinformation he'd given Lila to give to Brad, was safely chasing in another direction. This attitude satisfied both Brad and Lila, not to mention the intelligence division of the IRS Brad worked for.
Still it wasn't what everyone had been hoping for. There was still the matter of those books locked somewhere in L. A. Lila had an idea they were in that house she'd been in before. But since the initial interview the blonde hadn't been allowed anywhere near the place. She gave all her information and received instructions from Kuhns through Tony-and that was either over the phone or at prearranged meeting places.
The break came about three weeks after she'd started working for Kuhns. Tony phoned and told her of a party to be given at the San Marino estate. Kuhns liked her style. Kuhns wanted her there to meet some important people from the East.
Both Lila and Brad knew this was the opportunity they'd been waiting for. The afternoon of the party the blonde spent either shopping for a sexy enough gown to dazzle eyes with while she probed the crowd for every bit of information she could get, or going over various strategies in her mind as to how she could get at those hidden books.
That night Tony picked her up and drove her up to Kuhns' house. Brad and Lila decided that she'd try to find the location of the books. Once that was accomplished, she'd try to smuggle them out of the house in the lining of a fur coat Brad had rented. It didn't sound as if there were many risks involved. The plan might not work. But there was little danger to Lila..
Or so they thought.
"It looks like a commercial for Cadillac," Lila coolly remarked as Tony pulled up to the brightly lit front entrance of the San Marino estate.
"Lots of brass here, babe. Make sure you know how to behave," he said, shutting off the engine and stepping out of the car. He ran around the front, then to the side and opened Lila's door.
She was aware of a group of older men standing around the portico and talking casually. They'd just turned around to see who had pulled up. Sliding her legs out, the blonde hiked her silver gown nearly up to her thighs, spreading her long tapered legs apart as she slid from the seat to the ground. She could feel those eyes burn into her upper thighs as she adjusted her dress and coat.
As she walked up the wide steps that led to the opened front door, she slipped the coat off her slender shoulders and shrugged it completely off. Her thunderous tits bulged nearly over the top of her dress. Wearing no bra underneath, Lila was well aware anyone could see her nipples poking through the thin silver material of her evening dress.
"You've made an impression," Tony said ironically as he escorted her into the brightly-lit main reception room. Several other young, attractive women were in the crowd of predominantly older men in black tuxedoes. Lila smiled brightly, looking around for the familiar face of Nick Kuhns.
"Lila, over here," the fat man said.
Lila flashed a brilliant smile and waved at him.
Pig, she said to herself as she threaded her way through the thick crowd toward Kuhns. She could feel stray fingers and palms brushing noticeably against her thighs and buttocks. The blonde realized then that she and the others were just "furniture" at this party-things to be pawed, fondled, even fucked if the opportunity came around. That idea at first angered Lila. But as she sauntered up to Kuhns and several other men, Lila realized there might be an advantage here. Lila flashed a smile at the group of men surrounding Kuhns.
"Why don't you take Mr. Garrison out in the garden and show him around," Kuhns said after several minutes of polite, boring conversation.
Lila turned her head and noticed a tall, well-built and greying man standing opposite her in the tiny circular group. He was German-looking with rough, jagged facial features graced by a thin-lipped smile. The name rang bells for Lila. He was in charge of the books in New York. Obviously he was down here to do something with the ones she was after.
"Of course," Lila said, flashing her brightest smile and extending her right hand toward the tall man.
He may have looked cool and aloof in the main reception hall. But as soon as he and Lila had strolled through the double French doors and walked into the semi-darkened garden, Garrison was all over her. Lila struggled with him, trying to keep her big jugs in her dress as his fingers clawed the material, threatening to rip open her gown.
"Don't, please," Lila cried, raising her hands and pushing the palms against the big man's chin.
"I like a bitch who fights," he grunted, moving his right hand up quickly and knocking her palms away from his face. With another quick movement, Garrison raised his hand and brought it down sharply across Lila's right cheek with a loud crack.
"Oh!" Lila cried out, her head snapping back from the violent force of that blow. Her knees buckled, and she started to sink to the ground. Garrison caught her tightly around the waist and dragged her farther out into the garden. The blonde could hear the party music filtering through the night air and the sound of light laughter as the big man tossed her into the high grass surrounding the pond.
"Ummmm," he cried, throwing himself down on top of her. Lila felt his iron-gripping fingers digging brutally into her skin. She cried and whimpered as he ripped the top of her expensive gown finally open, forcing her thunderous titties to spill out and flop across her chest. His face was buried in all that jiggling tit-flesh almost immediately.
Lila moaned loudly as she felt his lips covering her jugs. His teeth bit sharply into the smooth skin until the woman thought he was going to rip her to pieces. The image of Sheila's bleeding body shot through her mind as Garrison reached down and unzipped his fly.
"Shit, feel those tits," Garrison whispered thickly as he grabbed them both in his hands and pushed his fingers deep into th eir soft, silky flesh.
Lila grunted from the pain, wondering what to do. Was she supposed to submit to anything he did to her? She guessed so. And then what? How could she pry anything from him now except a string of long obscenities?
"Fuck, they're beautiful. Your fuckin' nipples are as hard as my cock," he said unevenly.
Lila could feel his exposed dick pressing down on her still covered leg. He was hunching over her dress, groaning and pawing. Lila was beginning to feel something warm and mushy taking over her pussy. Even under these circumstances she could feel her body responding to the violent erotic gropings of this man.
"Yeah, yeah," Garrison groaned as he increased the pressure on her nipples, squeezing and twisting them cruelly.
"I'm gonna rub my dick between your titties, babe," Garrison moaned as he stood up on his knees and finished unfastening his trousers. He looked almost ridiculous, kneeling there over a half-naked woman wearing a tuxedo jacket and shirt and bare from the waist down. His thick, seven-inch cock stood out from his flat, hairy groin drooling cum from the meaty knoo.
"Just lie there, babe, I'll do it." he said as Lila raised her hands up and grabbed onto his wiry, strong body.
The blonde felt his powerful hands move in from the side, pushing her tits toward one another while he leaned forward and slid his dick along her heaving chest. Lila was beginning to really feel excited. Sweat broke out along her forehead, down her back and on her belly.
She could feel her gown clinging to her hot skin as her labes swelled with blood and excitement. Soon she felt the big man's dick cushioned between her thunderous jugs. Garrison didn't stop until her nipples were pressing into the head of his cock. She could feel his pre-cum leaking freely from the thick head, oiling down her chest and boobs as he started rocking his thighs back and forth. The tips of her boobs and the head of his dick scraped against one another. That friction sent chills of delight rippling through both their bodies. The tight pressure of his fingers digging into her tit-skin and the constant shoving of his cockhead against her tit-rips had Lila moaning and clutching helplessly at Garrison's half-naked body.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he said as his breathing became more and more irregular.
She could feel his thighs trembling as his cock throbbed more and more. Lila drew up her knees, wishing she could tear off the gown and have more freedom of movement. She rolled her head drunkenly from side to side as she felt her panties clinging to her puffy, fat labes. She could feel the slippery edges of her cuntlips working together, milking, gnawing with sexual energy as Garrison's fat nuts pressed and scraped against her chest.
Then the big man suddenly froze. Lila could hear him make sharp, choking sounds deep in his throat. She opened her eyes and saw him tilting back his head. In an instant she felt something hot and sticky strike her chin. Then came another wet blow.
He was cumming, shooting his load onto her tits and face. The big man whimpered and grunted like a bull in rut, firing wad after wad of the thick hot cum at the rolling woman.
"Ahhh, fuck. That was good," he said, moving his hands away from Lila's exposed titties and sliding away from her.
"Good enough to get you away from New York?" Lila asked coyly, sitting up and trying to slip her titties back in.
"Hm? Oh. yeah," Garrison said, obviously not getting the gist of the conversation.
"Mr. Kuhns tells me the books are all in order. You boys are about to take over here in Southern California just as soon as you balance everything out," Lila said. She sucked in a deep breath, trying to look calm and cool as she watched Garrison's eyes suddenly narrow suspiciously. He finished dressing, drilling his eyes into her.
"Kuhns didn't tell me he had a junior partner," Garrison said, reaching down and helping Lila up. It was with a little difficulty the blonde was able to stuff her big boobs into her ripped gown successfully.
"He doesn't," Lila admitted. "I've been helping him get information for your operation. I admire it. I admire anything with a lot of power behind it," Lila said, pressing her fingers meaningfully against Garrison's right forearm.
"Power kills as well as heals, you know," he said, smiling coldly back at Lila. The blonde shivered inwardly but kept up a cool front.
"I'm just a girl who likes to make sure she's invested in the right stock," Lila said, reaching up and brushing some of the loose grass out of her long, blonde hair.
"Don't worry about that," Garrison said, relaxing a little. He obviously suspected she was going to try to get a little more of the action than she had. "Kuhns is supposed to go over everything tonight in his study. Everything should be settled by morning," Garrison said, helping Lila pick her way along the dark path toward the house.
"But he's at the party. How can he...?"
"He was going over the figures earlier today. It all looks okay. We'll give the go-ahead to the bank in Nassau tomorrow and the investments-the real investments will start coming in fast. We're gonna buy up this state-legit!"
Lila's blood ran cold.
"That desk of Kuhns has got the future of California in the drawers," Garrison said, getting carried away by his own rhetoric.
Lila decided she had enough information to go fishing. She didn't want Garrison to run off his mouth so much he'd realized how much he'd said.
"I'm going to see if I can get this thing fixed," Lila said as they stepped onto the patio. Garrison smiled, then waved his hand as Lila held the top of her dress together and slipped into a side door while Garrison walked back into the main reception area. Lila stood by the winding stairs that led up to the bathrooms. No one was around. Watching the doorway to the reception room carefully, the blonde backed up quickly toward the closed door of Kuhns' study. That was where Garrison said the bocks were. If she could only get in for a few minutes and get at them!
She felt the cold brass doorknob with the fingers of her right hand. Giving it a quick flip to the right, Lila felt the handle give way and die door opened. She flashed one more quick look at the reception room, then ducked into the partially lit study quickly, shutting the door behind her with a dull thud.
Her eyes scanned the empty room. It was just as she remembered it. The desk, the books-everything except the shrieking body of Sheila rolling around on the floor with the dogs snapping at her bleeding wounds.
Lila instinctively stepped around the area on the floor she'd last seen the attractive brunette dying on and moved quickly to the desk. Keeping one eye on the door and listening for the sound of approaching footsteps, the blonde started rifling through the desk, turning over papers and other books as she searched for the ledgers.
Here they are, Lila said triumphantly to herself as she felt her slender fingers slide over the leather binding of the ledgers. Pulling the two rectangular books out, she placed them carefully on the desk top and flicked on a high intensity lamp to examine them.
My God, Lila thought to herself, feeling a flush of pride as her fingers trailed along a list of names and figures. It was all there-facts, figures, everytning indicating the illegal setup with the Bahamas bank and the investments that had been going on for some time in California.
Lila flicked off the lamp and closed the drawer. The books were too bulky to be sneaked out even in the lining of the coat she and Brad had prepared. The blonde flipped the ledgers opened and decided to pull several pages from them. If she and Brad worked quickly, they could take them to the district attorney and get him to issue a warrant to grab the entire set of ledgers.
"Oh God," Lila cried as she heard the sound of footsteps rushing across the cold marble floor of the corridor outside. Quickly she detached the first ten pages of the first ledger book and stuffed them down to the waist of her gown. Lila ran back to the desk, sliding the books back into the center drawer and closing it just as she heard the door handle click open.
"Well, look who's here," Kuhns said in a greasy voice as he, Tony, Earl and Garrison stepped quickly into the room.
"I-" Lila racked her brains to think of some excuse for being there.
"Please," Kuhns said, putting his right hand up in the air to stop her. "I know why you're here. Mr. Garrison unwisely told you too much about the operation. He sensed it and told me. Obviously, you wanted more of the action than you were getting. Check the books, Tony," Kuhns said, still smiling at Lila.
The blonde moved away from the desk as the young henchman walked briskly toward her then around to the center drawer.
"All here," he said, about to pull them out and 'thumb through them. Lila felt faint with terror. He'd notice the missing pages instantly.
"Good," Kuhns said, signaling Tony to close the drawer and move away. Lila sighed with relief. "Too bad you had to think like Sheila and the others and try for a bigger slice of pie. I'm afraid, my dear, that you're going to wind up like our poor Sheila. But that can't be helped," Kuhns said, turning his face toward Carl and nodding slowly up and down. The big blond man seemed to understand this signal and walked across the study to a small, Gothic-designed door to the right of the fireplace. He opened it and whistled in a loud, high-pitched tone. There was the sound of fumbling, then scraping of nails across the hard floor. In an instant the two German shepherds Lila had seen weeks ago came into the room.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Oh God, don't let them at me," Lila groaned as she backed away from the growling animals. She could feel the front edge of the desk pressing against the bottoms of her asscheeks as she clutched her bulging titties protectively. The big, furry shepherds pranced around Kuhns who simply chuckled, then bent down and stroked the fur of one of the dogs.
"This is King. The other's Shadow. But I don't think you'll be around long enough to make their acquaintance," Kuhns said ironically as he looked up coldly at her.
Lila squeezed her fingers tightly around her boob-flesh as her eyes riveted on the two powerful animals. She felt her skin crawling as her nostrils flared and her lungs burned with terror. Every sound in the room echoed in her ears like thunder as sweat poured over her skin. She felt her brain growing hot, numb and buzzy as the seconds of her life ticked by.
Lila pressed her slender legs against the front panel of the desk, leaning backward and feeling her head start to shake with terror as Kuhns stood up and started to give the "kill" signal.
"Oh no!" Lila cried, wheeling around and I covering her face with both hands. She braced herself for the initial attack.
There was the sound of scraping paws over the hardwood floor. Then a growl, snapping sounds, and the feel of something hot and furry landing on her shoulders.
"AIYEEEE!" Lila cried, feeling her body being shoved violently forward, then backward as she staggered like a drunken sailor for her balance.
There was something hot and violent scratching her shoulder, digging into her flesh and pulling her down to the floor. The blonde landed on her right side in front of the desk, rolling partially over on her back as she raised her right hand protectively over her face and tried to focus her eyes.
It was King who attacked her first. He was standing only inches to the left of her, his big body trembling with excitement. His cock was protruding out of that furry sheath, throbbing and pulsating with lust as he drooled frothy spittle. A low, steady growl seemed to seep out of the animal's throat. His beady eyes glowed like two amber coals in his powerful head as he stared at the helpless woman.
Lila whimpered, then leaned back as she started to scoot slowly toward the desk behind her. She folded her right knee back protectively, covering the ripped top of her dress modestly. For an instant she glanced up at Carl, Tony Garrison and Kuhns. As with Sheila before, both Tony and Carl seemed engrossed in their own private conversation, not paying any attention to what was happening in front of them. Only Kuhns and Garrison seemed fascinated by the scene.
"I didn't mean to take anything," Lila started to say, then stopped. She remembered how Sheila pleaded without any effect. If she was going to die, she'd at least die with dignity.
"Of course not," Kuhns said, snapping his fingers again.
The second dog called Shadow joined his friend, the two of them circling Lila like hungry wolves. Strings of spittle hung from their half-opened jaws as their eyes glowed with ferocity and murder. The blonde quivered as she saw their fur standing on end with excitement. It was a combination of blood and sexual lust that was driving these dogs crazy with excitement. Somehow Kuhns had trained them to perform this way.
"Attack," she heard Kuhns say.
Lila cried out with a sharp, high yelp as King lunged for her throat. She lay down quickly, covering her neck with both her hands and rolled over on her belly as the big dog sailed harmlessly over her and crashed noisily against the desk. He let out a loud yelp that frightened his partner for a few seconds. This gave Lila time to roll away from the animals toward Kuhns. Somehow she had the idea that the closer she was to the master, the less likely Kuhns was to give an order like "tear her up." He enjoyed the show, but he obviously didn't like getting messed up.
"Get out of here," Kuhns said with disgust, raising his right foot and kicking Lila hard in the forehead with the heel of his boot.
"Uhhhh!" the blonde cried, falling back on her ass from the force of the blow. She almost lost consciousness. The room was filled suddenly with bright yellow and gold lights as her brain spun dizzily around and around. "Please," she said almost automatically as she watched the two dogs warily eyeing her.
Kuhns gave them another command with his fingers. Lila spun around on her ass to keep an eye on the dogs. She could feel the papers from the ledger book scratching her belly as she moved quickly around on the cold, slippery floor. If they found them on her, they wouldn't even bother with the dogs. At least she had some time to think of a plan. Where there's life, there's hope.
Suddenly King lunged at her again. This time he was careful, moving more slowly and watching the blonde's every move. Lila started to scoot back again. But the big dog moved quickly, leaping into the air and coming down hard on her thighs.
Lila cried out in horror, turning her face away as she felt the dog steady himself on her body. She felt a strange electric thrill ripple across her titties and pussy as the shepherd backed off slightly to the hem of her dress. Lowering his head, he pushed the material up over her knees and up her thighs until the dampened crotch panel of her panties was exposed. That electric thrill of excitement turned into an intense shock, making her cuntlips flutter with excitement. She could feel pussy juice bubbling out of her hot, slick cuntal gash, washing down her matted pussy hairs and straining her panties as the dog growled and jerked his head from side to side.
The sensation of that big dog's hot fur brushing against her inner thighs, the realization that he could rip her to shreds as he'd done to Sheila, and the fact that men were watching this horrible, degrading scene all acted like some kind of sexual catalyst. Lila tilted back her head as she lifted her asscheeks off the floor and hunched upward toward the dog. The shepherd opened his maw, sinking his sharp teeth into the damp, silky material of her panties. Maddened by the pungent, powerful smell of her cunt juice, King yanked down and to the right, growling as he tried to pull Lila's clinging panties off her thighs. Impatient, the big dog tore the saturated material in two and exposed her swollen cuntal mound.
Lila fell backward, feeling her body sapped of strength as the big dog towered over her. She pulled her trembling knees up, spreading her thighs apart with both hands. She groaned again as she felt her puffy labes unstick and peel open, letting in a rush of cool air to stimulate her hot, slick inner cuntal folds.
Lila felt the shepherd's hot, wet breath blowing lightly through her wiry cuntal curls, sifting through the wet jungle of public hairs and making her entire snatch mound tremble with unnatural excitement. Lila rolled her head drunkenly on the floor, emitting tiny little gasps from her parted lips as her throat tightened and her mouth went dry. She felt tears of lust welling up in her burning eyes as her skin crawled with horror and excitement.
What was happening to her? She was faced with certin, horrible death. Yet, she was groaning with desire in front of all these men. Lila could feel her clit poking its swollen, reddened head out of her cuntal sleeve and stretch itchingly out at the top junction of her pussylips. Lila resisted the desire to reach down and touch herself. She had a feeling the dog would take care of that.
As if he could guess her thoughts, the powerful shepherd growled, then lowered his head again and pushed his cold, black, quivering nose against her fat labes. Lila shuddered and inched back slightly away from that cold sensation.
King persisted, his hindquarters trembling and his big dick slipping out of the furry sheath. His pointed snout knifed through the buttery lips, sliding easily up the short, slick passage between Lila's outer and inner labes. The short, sharp fur covering the animal's snout tickled the blonde, making her laugh and sob at the same time as she rolled her hips from side to side and felt her assmuscles cramp up with excitement. The dog growled from the movement, pushing forward harder and twisting his furry nose around and around.
Lila stiffened, arching her back and thrusting forward as she felt tiny sparks of sexual electricity sputter around her clit. Her fingers worked along the slick floor while her slender shoulders shook from excitement. Down by her waist Lila could still feel the stiff papers that she had ripped from the ledger minutes ago. She had to keep them in one place no matter how excited she became. If they found those papers on her, Lila didn't know what kind of horrible tortures they'd have in store for her.
Lila pulled her knees up farther and spread her thighs widely apart now. The dog growled angrily, snapping at her pussylips teasingly. The woman shuddered, expecting to feel the stinging pain of teeth slicing through her slick, tender flesh. Apparently, King decided to keep her in one piece for a while.
Lila sighed with relief and gave herself completely up to the tight, tingling feeling screwing up her cunt. Her titties rolled and jiggled, finally spilling out of the torn top of her gown. Lila raised her hands until they were rubbing over her stiffened nipples. She rocked back and forth on the floor, her legs shaking from the licking and probing of the German shepherd's snout and tongue while she squeezed and pinched her hard, half-inch long nipples. There was a steady, pulsing itching in her cunt that almost hurt with every throb. Her pussylips were red and hot, and her clit seemed to burn like a piece of superheated, glowing coal. Lila babbled and gurgled with tension as she felt a strange, hot/wet sensation creep over her pussy and titties.
Lila choked, then tried to get air in her burning lungs. King was making funny, tight whining sounds as he plowed her cuntlips open farther and farther and lapped up the hot bubbly juice that flowed freely out of her crack. Lila groaned, feeling crazy and happy at the same time. How could she actually be enjoying herself in this sick scene? But she was. She couldn't deny the hot, tight feeling that had completely taken over her mind and body.
King growled again and closed his powerful jaws down on her tender flesh. Lila felt his fangs delving deeper as she bucked up. The blonde remembered those teeth-how they had ripped Sheila to pieces in front of her horrified eyes. Yet this image somehow increased the heat and tension in her cunt. She was feeling dizzy with lust. Lila wanted to scream the walls down with her lust as she rolled on the floor.
When the pain became too sharp, Lila yelped and the big dog let go. He gave a loud yip then wiggled his nose deeper into her cuntal cleft. There was that rough, furry wetness of his snout again exciting her clit as he shoved his pointed snout in and out like a French tickler.
Then he pulled back and started licking, his big, rough sloppy tongue lathering up her cuntal hair as it sanded constantly across the moaning blonde's erect clit. Lila's knees snapped together, then fell slowly apart as King's hot spittle mixed with her cunt juice and trickled down into her asshole. His tongue drove around and around her clit so fast and hard that Lila thought she'd shit from the excitement. She lay on the cool floor, her arms spreading out on the floor.
"OHHHHHH"' Lila cried out loud as King grew wilder.
Without any warning he started licking the bottom of her belly. The blonde forced herself into reality, realizing the dog might expose the ledger papers she'd stuffed in her dress with his probing. She reached down and held her dress tightly to her belly, forcing the dog back to her pussy.
Slowly Lila was aware that her hips were moving in time with the dog's lapping. She could feel her hot, sweaty buttocks rubbing against the smooth hardwood floor as her legs bounced in the air. Her heels clicked together, then spread apart as her heart pounded more furiously. She wasn't close to cumming yet. But the dog seemed intent on lapping her off.
"Ohhh, yesssss," Lila moaned as she felt King start licking at her seriously. He was eating up her exposed, slicked-down pussy. She felt the muscles in her ass cramp up with tension. She was giving him all her cunt. She peeled back her labes as much as she could, exposing every little hollow and fold to the big dog.
"I think she's gonna cum," Garrison said to Kuhns as the two men watched the rocking, thrashing blonde closely.
"King, off!" the fat man barked.
Almost immediately the shepherd backed away. Lila could feel the sharp edge of a pre-orgasmic spasm cut through her like the blade of a rusty knife. She closed her legs tightly together, rubbing them back and forth as she tried to satisfy her aching clit by this subtle friction. She bucked backward, then rolled over on her left side and squirmed on the floor as those spasms tortured her with a pleasure almost too intense to endure.
"Hell, if she's like this, God help her later," Kuhns said ironically as he snapped his fingers at the two dogs in another command.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lila lay panting on the floor, her pussy a glowing tunnel of fire. The two dogs sat directly in front of her. Their tongues hung limply out of their mouths dripping with spittle. Both their cocks were fully extended-red, knobby, slick, pointing at her like some accusing finger while the blonde waited for the next command.
Then came Kuhns' last signal and they sprang into action. King lunged first, lowering his head like a charging bull and sliding his big snout under Lila's right side. The blonde rolled over on her belly from the pressure.
"On your hands and knees. Just like Sheila," Kuhns said.
Lila sobbed out m anger and lust as she tucked her knees under her belly, then pushed herself up. King was the first to mount her, springing quickly onto her crouched body from behind.
"Ugh!" Lila cried out in surprise as the sudden weight nearly forced her to the ground. She stiffened her elbows and pushed back up as she felt the animal's forelegs slide nervously up her sides, then wrap around her panting belly.
At the same time Lila could feel King's hindquarters pressing against her legs, positioning themselves for the initial insertion of his cock. Her dress was hiked high around her waist now. It was a miracle the papers didn't spill out onto the floor. Fortunately they were safely tucked into the front of her torn, wrinkled evening gown. If anyone did find them, it wouldn't be until she were dead. In that case, it really didn't matter what they found or how.
"Ohhhh, God!" she cried through her clenched teeth as she felt the hot, greasy animal's dick slide across her right, exposed buttock toward her hairy pussy. She groaned with horror and delight as she felt that slippery, knotty prong brush through the forest of her cunthairs in search oi her gash.
"Ohhhhh," Lila sighed long and low as she felt the long, pointed doggie prick slip across her puffy right pussylips, then settle into the valley between her outer labes. King growled with triumph, then humped his hindquarters forward.
Lila muttered a long series of unintelligible obscenities as the doggie dick sliced into her hot pussy. It sank quickly like a hot iron bar in a tub of jello. The blonde closed her eyes and rocked her body from side to side. Her head dropped as her lips parted and she alternately sobbed and laughed. Her big titties spilled out of her dress as she felt cold flashes ripple over her flushed skin. Lila couldn't believe the wild sensation she was getting from King's knobby, throbbing pole parting her sticky fat lips.
Almost involuntarily Lila pushed back against King's muscular belly. She felt a big knot bang up against her outer labes. King whimpered and pulled back, thrusting his powerful haunches forward again and banging the large rod of cock flesh against her almost painfully-stretched pussy-lips.
Lila mumbled and screamed again as she spread her knees farther apart and tried to open herself more to the dog. King growled then hunched forward again, working the big knob into her pussy with a loud popping sound. Lila quivered and collapsed on her elbows with exhaustion. She couldn't believe what was happening to her. Her pussy was near the explosive level now, clinging to his doggie prick tightly. Her cuntal sheath gripped that invading cock in a stranglehold of lust as King whined.
Lila twisted her bare, full asscheek? in the air, rubbing the skin against the furry underbelly of the clinging dog. Her tits pulled heavily at her chest, swaying back and forth lazily as the nipples scraped deliciously across the slick flood. King's fucking rhythm grew more intense and faster as Lila felt her cuntal muscles screw up and tightened against the dick. Her body rocked dangerously from left to right, threatening to throw the howling dog off balance as the two of them shot closer toward climax. Her ass was wiggling in small circles now as King's big body stiffened for the final thrusting motions.
"AHHHH!" Lila cried as she felt her belly suck in and knot up. She knew she was about to cum. She could feel her pussy and shitter clench shut and quiver with that pre-orgasmic excitement she was all too familiar with now.
The squishing sound of that fucking echoed through the study. King drove and swirled his dick farther and farther into her hot, dripping hole. Lila could feel her fuck tunnel widening with the dog's humping. Then she felt her throat contract and her mouth go as dry as cotton. The big dog's cock started vibrating inside her. All her muscles suddenly went limp for a second, getting ready for that big gripping movement her body would make for the first orgasmic wave.
Then it happened. Lila shrieked, then fell to the floor as her pussy gripped the dog's spurting dick tightly. King howled with painful pleasure as he shook violently on top of the moaning woman.
Lila tossed her head like a mad woman as she felt her pussy contract over and over again. She felt a river of hot cum spilling out of her pussy and trickling down her thighs to the floor as King kept shooting and shooting into her. Her snatch kept slamming shut for what seemed to be an eternity.
The German shepherd whimpered and whined, firing the last of his cum from his furry little nuts into Lila's sore pussy. The blonde groaned again and again, loving the feeling of his hot, furry body sliding over her smooth skin. His long hairs scraped across her flesh as the two of them finished bucking and moaning.
"Off, on!" Kuhns ordered.
At first Lila couldn't understand that order.
Then she felt King slide off her back and watched as Shadow sprang up from his patient sitting position and start to move quickly around her. Then the blonde knew she was about to be doggie-fucked a second time.
"In the name of God...." Lila started to beg. She couldn't deny King had fired her to a new kind of sexual breaking point. But both dogs! It was too much for even Lila to take.
"Forget your God. He won't help you here," Kuhns said mockingly as Shadow prepared to leap on top of her.
. Lila turned her head around and peered over her right shoulder just in time to watch the big dog as he started his run. Lila braced herself as the darker-colored shepherd leaped into the air and came down hard on top of her. The blonde jerked her head forward and closed her eyelids tightly as she felt that familiar tight belly-grip.
Shadow was more impatient than King. Lila grunted with the pressure against her ass, wincing as she felt that knobby dick probing her sore snatchlips. She could feel his hot spittle dripping down and splattering on her back as he jammed his pointed prick into her.
His howls filled the room as he made three quick, sharp hunches to climax. Lila groaned as she felt the sticky hot cum splatter against her snatch walls, filling up and spilling out of her pussy.
Her thighs were literally coated with rivers of animal jizz when Shadow sprang off her and trotted back to his companion to lick his flaccid dick. The blonde still crouched on the floor, now closely watching Kuhns and Garrison. How could she get out of the room? Right now they were talking among themselves. Tony and Carl were still involved in their conversation. It was a moment when she was temporarily forgotten. It wouldn't come again.
Quickly Lila crawled low to the door she'd seen King and Shadow spring out of. She didn't know where it led. But it was impossible for her to walk out through the main entrance. Any escape try was better than just lying there, waiting for the dogs to rip her to a bloody shred.
"Stop her!" Lila heard Kuhns cry out as she reached the door.
The sounds of animal snapping and growling roared in her ears as she dragged herself up to her feet and pulled the heavy wooden door open. She slipped into a dark corridor, shutting the door quickly with a loud thud as she heard the sounds of thumping against it.
Lila spun around and strained her eyes as she stumbled through the darkness. She could hear the men running up to the door. It was only a matter of seconds before they charged after her.
Running blindly forward, the blonde could smell cooking odors coming from somewhere up forward. Rending a corner, Lila found herself in the main kitchen. She stopped dead in the doorway, looking wildly at two chefs who stared in amazement back at her. She realized she must have been quite a sight-her hair tangled in front of her flushed face, her gown ripped to pieces, and her big titties dangling in front.
I This wasn't a time for explanations. The blonde sprang into action when she heard the door opening behind her and the men shouting.
"Get out of my way," Lila said, running between two large tables toward the main stove. There were several large pans of frying food on the burners. Running up to the stove, Lila grabbed one of the black iron skillets in both hands and wheeled around. Kuhns was the first man to come through the door with King and Shadow at his heels. He had just enough time to see the blonde wind up for her greasy pitch. The hot, bubbling oil arched through the air and splattered across his fat, puffy face.
The kitchen was suddenly filled with his wild, agonized shrieks as he raised his hands to his face and sank to his knees. Lila threw the skillet down with a loud clatter, then reached over and picked up the second. The chefs had run from the kitchen muttering wild phrases in Spanish about a crazy woman killing people. Tony and Carl came quickly behind Kuhns. They had just enough time to see the fat man sinking to the floor and the dogs whining confusedly around their screaming master before another load of boiling grease shot through the air.
This time Lila caught two men at once. Both screamed as loudly as Kuhns and staggered backward, crashing into the wall next to them and falling sideways across a kitchen counter.
Lila threw the second skillet to the floor also, then picked up her gown and ran for the rear kitchen door. Throwing it open, she glanced quickly back. The three men were on the floor, their faces permanently scarred by the burning grease. The dogs whimpered and whined confusedly, prancing nervously back and forth. Lila didn't know what had happened to Garrison. , She didn't care. She had the information she and Brad needed to put the whole gang behind bars for a long, long time.
Slipping out into the night, Lila ran quickly through the darkened garden to the long, curving drive that led to the street and freedom. The light, playful chattel of the party still filled the night. None of the guests know what had happened during the last hour. None of them realized what was about to happen to all of them in a very short time.
* * *
"I'm surprised the D.A. moved that quickly," Lila said, rolling over on her side and watching as Brad slipped off his shorts and climbed onto her bed. His trunk of a cock swayed from left to right with the movements he made.
"Are you kidding? When he saw those pages, he had enough to get a thousand bench warrants," Brad said, smiling as he slid next to Lila.
"I'd have loved to have been there when the police arrived at the party. The guests didn't even have enough time to get to dinner," Lila said, smiling with satisfaction ss she thought of Kuhns, Tony and Carl moaning on the floor.
"It doesn't matter. They're all out of commission. The ring's been smashed, and there's talk of some pressure being put on Nassau to close down that bank. God knows if our government can do it."
"I'm glad you came when you did when I called," Lila said dreamily as she reached over with her right hand and lovingly stroked Brad's stiffening cock. It responded instantly to her Lght, feathery touch.
"I wasn't sure how the whole thing would end up. I didn't think it'd be that dramatic. But what the hell. The job's done and we're ready for another," Brad said, hunching against Lila's hand while he started running his thick fingers through her cuntal forest.
"Not so fast yet, boss," Lila said, closing her eyelids and snuggling up to Brad's hot, hairy, muscular body.
He rolled slowly on top of her, pushing her into the mattress as his thick, strong cock buried itself in her cunt. Lila sighed happily, pulling her knees up to her big titties and swallowing his knobby rod greedily with her pussy. As his hands crawled up to her fat titties, pinching and tweaking the stiff, red nipples until the woman gasped with pain and delight, Lila hoped her association with Brad would last for a long, long time. Her desire to go to law school melted with her body as the big man started to ream her pussy with his fiery rod.
"Oh Brad, I-"
"Shut up and fuck," he said thickly.
Who can argue with a good lawyer? Lila thought as she felt herself dissolving into Brad's overwhelming masculinity.
