"No man can master me!" she declared with her hands on her well-curved hips.
"You've met your match now!" he said, pushing her to the ground.
She cried out and tried to kick at his belly as he landed on top of her, but he was too fast for her. In a flash, she was pinned to the ground.
When the beautiful girl tried to spit at the man, he slapped her roughly across the face and then grabbed her hands before she could slap him back.
"There's only one way to treat a bitch like you!" he declared.
Once he had tied her hands up over her head, he flipped her over and ripped her clothes off just enough so that he could whip her well-rounded ass.
The girl looked over her shoulder and saw the thin and hot strip of leather being raised over the man's shoulders. She shuddered with fear and then she felt the whip slicing right through her ass cheeks.
She shrieked out in pain, but at the same time she realized that her pussy was beginning to spasm.
As he kept on whipping her, she collapsed with a frenzied howl as she felt her orgasm taking control. And just then, the man grabbed her hips and slammed his cock into the tight and wriggling pussy lips.
CHAPTER ONE
"Do you want me to be the kind of simp that you are?" the tall and sensual girl asked.
"Katie, why must you put everything in such an unpleasant way?" her younger sister whined.
The older girl gave a withering glance to the younger as she tugged on the high black boots that she loved to wear. Then she said, "I do not like to be lectured about my life! And I especially resent it when it comes from such a whining little twerp like you are, Babs."
"Oh, Katie!" the beautiful younger girl whined.
"And my name is not Katie! Katie is cute! I don't like things that are cute! You may call me Katherine! Is that understood?"
"Y-yes, Katherine," Babs said. "But, I think that you misunderstood me."
Katherine gave her sister a nasty look as she said, "Misunderstood?"
"The only thing that I've been trying to say is that you might be better off if you were a little nicer to guys. I mean there are all these opportunities to..."
"To get fucked by snivelling little simps? No thank you!"
"Oh, Katie!" Babs said, finally standing up and facing her sister.
"My name is Katherine!" the older girl said as she went to the door.
"You've got to talk to me!" Babs said. "This has gotten important!"
"Then, talk to me like an adult. Do not whine and do not act foolish."
Babs got her composure and then said, "You know that daddy is very old-fashioned about us and about things. You know that he won't let me get married until you've gotten married just because the older daughter always had to marry first in Italy."
"You're not telling me anything that I didn't already know. Why do you insist on wasting my time, Babs?"
"I'm eighteen and you're twenty. For years you've been creating problems for me."
"Did I ever set out to create problems for you, Babs?"
The younger girl shook her head and said, "It was just because of the way that you were. When I was fourteen and I asked daddy if I could start dating, he said why should I be dating at fourteen when you still weren't dating at sixteen!"
"Eventually he let you date," Katherine said in a calm voice which was the opposite of her sister's hysterical tone.
"Only because he finally realized that you were the one who was different. It was more than just being a good girl and not dating boys. You didn't like boys at all."
Katherine slapped her sister's face and Babs reeled backwards. Then the older girl, said, "I happen to be heterosexual. But I have higher standards than you have."
"When are you ever gonna find someone who can meet your standards, Kate?" the younger girl cried out through her tears. "You won't give any guy a chance."
"Pull yourself together!" the tall and sensual girl said as she sat down and looked at her sister. "Are you okay, Babs?"
Nodding slowly and wiping away the tears that were in her eyes, Babs said, "Yeah."
"In that case, get out of here!" Katherine said in a flat tone.
Babs got up and went to the door. She turned to her sister to say, "You know that I don't mean any harm, don't you, Kate?"
"I know that you never mean harm, Babs."
Babs rushed from her sister's room and down the long staircase that led to the main foyer of the house. It was a grand and beautiful house in a small town in New Hampshire.
When the girls' father had come to this country from his home in Italy, he found his way to the town of Stratford, New Hampshire, where he went into the asphalt business. Now that he was widowed and both of his daughters were grown up, he was the wealthiest man in town. But both of his growing daughters posed problems for him.
Everyone was always amazed by the fact that Kate and Babs were opposite in so many ways. While Kate was taller and more angular in her sensual build, Babs was a little shorter than average and her well-rounded body gave the impression of being plump.
And Kate had the olive complexion and jet black hair of her father's people, while Babs was a strawberry blonde, just as her New England mother had been.
But the greatest difference between the girls was in their temperament. Babs was the sweetest girl in town. She had a smile for everyone and she had the servile and humble attitude which her father thought was appropriate in a girl.
On the other hand, everyone knew that Kate was a bitch. She was icy and unpleasant and most all of the eligible boys and men in the county were afraid of her.
She knew that she had the power to intimidate men and it was something she enjoyed.
When Babs left the house and started down the block, she was busy brooding. For a moment she thought of running away from home so that she could live a life that would be free of her father's restrictions and of her sister's spirit, haunting everything that she did.
But she knew that she would not run away. It was simply not something that was in her nature. She really was the quiet and sweet girl that everyone thought she was.
A few blocks from their house, Babs came to her father's asphalt works. She stood by the fence and smelled the familiar aroma of the steaming concoction.
"Is my father here?" she cried out to the young man who was sitting in the main office right next to the gate.
Tom turned around and smiled as he said, "Babs! Your father went to the county seat."
"Oh, that's right. I remember that he wore his suit this morning," she said as she stepped into the wood shack along with Tom.
"I'm glad that you came by, anyway," Tom said with a gentle smile on his face.
Babs giggled and said, "I'm always glad to see you, Tom. Are things busy here?"
"I have everything under control!" he said as he ran his hand lightly over the bulge that was beginning to rise up in the front of his jeans.
"Anything that I can help to take care of?" the girl asked softly.
"You wanna shut the window there and lock the door?" he asked her coyly.
The wooden shutters of the window snapped shut quickly and then the girl turned the lock on the door. There really wasn't that much business which was taken care of in this little shack that was called the office and the man knew that he would not be bothered.
"Now, what was it?" she asked him as she sat on his lap and felt his hard dick rubbing against the flesh of her upper thighs.
He rolled the girl off his lap and pushed her to the floor as he said, "You know, your old man has been treating me pretty lousy!"
"That's the way that daddy talks to everyone. He has a very rough..."
"But I'm pissed off about it!" Tom said, kicking the desk as he paced back and forth.
The girl saw that the man was serious. She reached up and ran her fingers lightly along his calf since she was still down on the floor.
But he pulled away from her as he said, "Do you know what pisses me most of all?"
She shook her head. He was so angry that she didn't dare speak up and say anything.
"I get pissed because the old man dishes it out and I can't say a thing to him!"
"That's terrible," she said in a soft and very sweet voice.
In a flash, he was kneeling down on the floor and he had grabbed the girl by the collar so that he was holding her up from the floor.
"But I can say things to you, can't I?" he hissed in a low tone.
Babs nodded her head quickly and said, "You know that you can say anything that you want to me, Tom! I don't mind at all."
"Strip, girl! I wanna see you naked!" he growled at her.
She quickly pulled her blouse off and revealed the well-rounded boobs that had been pressing anxiously against the cloth. Then she unzipped her skirt and pulled it off as well so that she was left in just the filmy pink panties which matched her flesh.
When the girl reached her fingers into her panties and began to slide them off her well-rounded hips, the man was rubbing on the hard-on Which was still locked inside his pants.
Then she was naked. She played lightly among the hairs of her delicate pussy and she smiled up at Tom in hopes that he would approve of what he saw before him.
"Wipe that grin off your face!" he snapped in a vicious tone. The girl did as she had been commanded and she just looked blankly at the man.
Then he began to smile a wry smile as he said, "Now you may undress me!"
"I may?" she said in a tone which said that she appreciated the man's generosity.
She reached up and began to slide his tight and filthy tee shirt up his washboard stomach. Soon she had revealed the whole sweat-stained chest with the dark nipples protruding up against the olive flesh.
When she reached for his belt, the man slapped her hands and said, "You haven't earned that yet! You have to show me that you are worthy!"
"Y-yes!" Babs said, sweetly. As she spoke, Tom could feel his cock rising up in his pants.
The fact that he had the young daughter of his brutal boss, naked and enslaved to him, was very thrilling for the man.
"You may start on my shoes!" he said, spreading his legs wide.
"Yes, sir," the girl said, just as if that was a natural reaction for her.
She unlaced the filthy work boots and then the man lifted one leg and then the other one so that she could pull the boots off his feet. She slid his filthy white socks down as well.
Then, when he was standing in his bare feet, he made a gesture with his hands and the girl understood that she could take his pants down at that point.
Unzipping the pants, she peeled them off his legs and kept looking at the thick rod that was outlined against the thin white fabric of the man's jockey shorts. His deep complexion was a sharp contrast to the white clean shorts. The only blemish on the whiteness of his underpants was a little stain that had formed right at the point where his cock head was pressing hard against the fabric.
The girl reached up for the waistband, but the man slapped her hand away and said, "You can't use your hands!"
"C-can't? Why can't I use my hands?" she asked softly.
"I said so!" the man snapped very viciously, his eyes searing through the girl's face.
"Y-yes, sir," she said, eventually.
He simply put his hands on his hips and waited for her to figure out the next move. She reached up with her face and pressed her teeth against the stretchy elastic waistband of the underpants.
As she did that, she could feel her upper lip sliding up and pressing against the young man's belly, leaving a big wet spot there. But she did manage to get the underpants in her teeth and eventually she managed to pull the fabric out and away from the man's body and then she tugged them down a little bit.
The girl had to move around to the side of the man's body so that she could pull all the sides of the underpants off. Then she got around behind him and dug her teeth in against his muscular ass cheeks as she slid the underpants, down around the curve of his bottom.
Moving around to the front of his body once again, the girl grasped at the elastic. This time she felt the scratchiness of the man's curly pubic hairs pressing against her upper lip and her gums, but she pulled anyway.
Once she had gotten the white cloth down on the other side of the man's thick cock, she managed to pull it a bit more and then it slid right down his legs.
Kneeling in front of him like that, she looked at the thick prong of his cock and licked her lips in anticipation. Then she opened her mouth and took the head of his dick between her hungry lips.
But as soon as she had done that, the man slapped her on the face and pushed her away. "Who told you that you could do that?" Tom snapped at her.
"I-I'm sorry," she whimpered, looking down at the ground.
Pushing down on the back of her neck, he said, "You haven't earned my cock yet. You know where you can start. If you do a really good job for me then maybe I'll give you a reward. But, you'd better do a good job!"
She kissed the top of his feet and then thrust out her tongue so that she could lick at the top of his feet. Her tongue was sliding across the top of his foot and then her teeth were scraping around at the sides of his ankles.
"That isn't the part that needs to be cleaned!" Tom said in a nasty tone.
"Sir?" she said as a question and looked up for him awaiting the answer.
"Lick it clean. Lick the filthy part of it clean!" he said in a low moan.
With her tongue thrust out, she pressed her gentle mouth muscle in between his big toe and the toe that was next to it. She could feel the sweat and the filth that had built up there from the day of work, but she was enjoying her task.
"Suck on my toes!" he grunted out at the girl.
She took his big toe between her teeth and she sucked her cheeks in hard so that she would be bringing a great deal of pressure against the soft flesh.
Then her tongue traveled along the bottom of his toes and washed each one of them off with loving care. The man could feel the thrills rushing up from his feet to his crotch and then up his spine to his entire body.
"Now you can move up!" he said. "Now you can work your way to my cock!"
The girl was anxious. As her lips slid up the man's leg, she rubbed her teeth lightly against the flesh and then licked and pulled at the hairs on his leg.
Soon her face was right up between his spread legs. She inhaled deeply and enjoyed the scent of the man's crotch so close to her nose.
When she jabbed out her tongue and pressed it against the flesh that was behind the man's balls, he groaned and moaned wildly. She slid her tongue along, anxious to lick up all the foul sweat that was there.
And as her tongue pressed and pushed aside the balls, she eventually cupped each ball in her mouth, one at a time. With the wrinkled flesh of the testicle in her mouth, the girl sucked in her cheeks and sent thrills racing through the man's body.
When she had finished exciting one of the balls, she moved her attention to the other testicle. She pulled on the soft and wrinkled flesh with her teeth and the man turned his head from side to side as he felt the delightful sensations.
Then he cried out, "Suck it now! I want you to suck my cock!"
She pulled her lips away from his balls and she turned her attention to the broad head of his hard-on. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she took the cock in between her lips and then she slid her head forward.
When the cock head slammed against the back of her throat, the balls slapped pendulously against the girl's chin. She began to move back and forth at a great speed.
And the man was bucking his hips so that he could hump her mouth. Each time that she moved her head back, he would move his hips back as well. Then when she would move her mouth forward, he would slam his hips forward and smash his cock into her mouth with great ferocity and energy.
After a few of these strokes, he grabbed the girl by the back of the head and he slammed his cock deeper into her throat than he had before.
With the entire length of the cock down her throat, she could feel his balls rubbing up against her chin as the egg-shaped testicles seemed to move in their sacs.
Then the base of his cock got even wider than it had been and her lips felt the pressure as the gism zoomed up to the head of the man's dick. His cock head flared out and soon he was shooting load after load of gism down the girl's throat.
Each time that she swallowed his cock juice, her throat muscles were pressing down against his sensitive cock head. The pressure of that was more than the man could stand. He tossed his head back and felt the girl sucking every last bit of gism from his body.
As he slid his cock slowly out of her mouth and splashed the last drops of gism in her face, he laughed and said, "That sort of made up for the way that your father has been treating me! "Then he laughed even louder.
Babs just blinked and looked at the man as she said, "I'm glad."
"Miss Katherine," the maid said. "There's a gentleman here to see you and he says that you were expecting him."
"Tell him that I will see him in the garden," Katherine said.
When the man was led to the garden, he smiled at the beautiful black-haired girl. She turned toward him and acted surprised as she put down the clipper that she had been using on the roses and said, "You must be Mr. Bass."
"You can call me Tony," the young man said, walking down the elaborate stone steps so that he could get nearer to the girl.
"How nice to meet you, Tony," Katherine said, extending her hand toward the man.
He took her hand and said, "This is a real pleasure!"
She looked up and down his body. He was not bad looking. He was built a bit stocky and he had curly brown hair that made him seem somewhat cute and boyish despite the fact that he was in his early twenties.
"Would you like to see our gardens, Tony?" the girl suggested in a sweet tone.
The boy chuckled a little as he said, "I sure would like that, Katherine."
"I understand that you go to the University of New Hampshire."
"Yes, I'm getting my master's degree now," the boy said. Then he chuckled again and added, "I can't tell you how pleased and how surprised I am to meet you."
"Surprised?" she said with a musical tone to her voice. "Whatever do you mean?"
He shrugged his shoulders and then said, "This might sound crazy, but I had heard about you. I mean, people said that you were rather, uh, well, nasty and unpleasant."
Katherine laughed and said, "I'll allow you to make up your own mind on that count."
"Thank you," he said with a broad grin as he walked alongside the girl.
"If you heard such terrible things about me, Tony, why did you want to come here to meet me?" the girl asked in a playful way.
"Well..." the man began to stammer. "When I met your father, he asked me if I wouldn't like to come and meet his daughter, Katherine. I figured that you would be some ugly girl who needed to have her father set her up with boys."
The girl laughed and then said, "But still you wanted to meet me?"
"Well, I didn't want to be impolite to your father!" the boy said, perspiring a bit.
"You mean that my father promised he would help to find you an engineering job when you finished school and you wanted to be nice to him in return?"
"It wasn't that way!" he was quick to say. "Your father didn't make any promises!"
"Let's not talk about it!" she said with a smile on her face and an apologetic tone in her voice. The boy smiled in return and was glad that she had dropped the subject.
When she sat by the tropical fish pond and looked at the boy, he said, "But I did mean what I said. You are a very beautiful girl. But then again, everyone had told me that you were a very beautiful girl, so it's nothing less than I had expected!"
"It was only the part about my personality that had you worried?" the girl asked.
"I'm awfully sorry that I brought it up," he said quickly.
"That's all right." Katherine had a way of sounding, sincere no matter how outlandish the things that she chose to say. She managed to make the boy believe her.
"The only thing that surprises me is that your father wanted me to meet you. I mean, a girl who is as lovely and sweet as you are..."
"You're repeating yourself!" she said to him, with a bit of an icy tone in her voice.
"I'm sorry!" he said softly. "I guess it's your father's old world ways. You probably had a very old-fashioned upbringing and I know how hard that can be with these modern times. If you get my meaning."
"I'm afraid that I don't get your meaning, Tony," the girl said softly.
"Well, there's a sexual revolution going on, but you have a father from Italy who believes in the old ways and who has probably raised you to be very proper."
Katherine laughed and the boy felt a blush forming on his face as he looked at her.
Then she said, "In point of fact, Tony, I am an active part in the sexual revolution, even though that is a phrase which went out of fashion more than eight years ago."
"I'm sorry," the boy said. Then he suddenly realized that the girl had manipulated him into a position where he kept apologizing for things without ever being sure of what he was actually apologizing for. He just smiled dumbly as she rubbed her hand on his.
His breathing was heavy and he looked into her eyes as he said, "You've got me very turned on, Katherine. I don't mind telling you that."
"As long as you don't mind telling me that, would you mind taking your clothes off?"
There was a heat that seemed to be rising through the young man's collar and then he swallowed hard as he said, "You'd like me to take my clothes off?"
She nodded quickly as she said, "You go on the other side of the bushes."
The boy, a thick hard-on in the front of his pants, rushed to the other side of the bushes and said, "Are you gonna take your clothes off on that side of the bushes?"
"I'll get everything ready on this side!" the girl said as she pulled her blouse and skirt off, leaving her black panties and black boots still on.
Peeking through the bushes, she could see the curly hair on the boy's chest. Then she watched as he pulled his pants and shorts down and revealed the thick prong that was standing out straight in front of his body.
"Are you ready?" he called out to her as he rubbed his dick.
"You've got to do what I tell you to do!" the girl shouted to the boy.
"That's okay with me!" he replied with a little bit of a chuckle.
She reached into a little box that she had placed under the bench earlier in the day and she pulled out some things she would need.
In a lilting voice, Katherine called out, "I want you to close your eyes and put your hands out in front of you so that I can give you a big surprise."
"Like this?" he asked, placing his hands together in a position where they would be ready to accept any surprise that the girl wanted to place in them.
"Now, you can't peek. If you peek then I will be very mad at you!" She was speaking with the tone of voice that is used by nursery school teachers.
Tony chuckled and said, "I promise."
Then the girl was standing so close to him that his hard dick was slapping against her leg. She had something in her hands, behind her back. She looked down at his hands and then quickly took the handcuffs that she had behind her back and snapped them around the wrists of the young man who was standing there.
"Hey, what's going on?" he cried out, opening his eyes and trying to pull his hands apart.
"I told you not to peek, fucker!" the girl snarled.
He looked at her as if she were a different person he had not met before. Her voice had grown deeper and thicker and there was a very unpleasant note in the things that she said and the way that she said them.
"Wh-what is this? Is this some kind of joke?" he cried out.
She was waving around shackles that she had for the man's ankles, but when he felt her trying to put them on him, he said, "Cut that out! I want you to let me free!"
"Fuck you!" she snapped, grabbing onto his ankle so that he fell to the ground.
He cried out as he landed across the grass, but by the time that he had composed himself, he looked up and saw that the girl had already fastened the shackles to his ankles.
"Now, let's see you act like a big man!" the girl snarled under her breath.
"Wh-what do you think you're... Why are you doing this?" he gasped.
"I don't like you, Anthony Bass!" the girl said as she circled him.
"What did I ever do to you? I never even met you before today!"
"Shut up, you little twerp!" Katherine said as she smashed the sharp heel of her black boot down against the boy's guts and he curled up in agony as he felt the pressure.
"P-please, don't hurt me! D-don't hurt me!" he pleaded and his voice cracked.
Katherine laughed a hollow and unpleasant laugh as she said, "That is why I can have no respect for you. I knew immediately what you were made of. I knew that you had been a snivelling little creep who had been around my father trying to get a job. And I know that that is the reason why you are here."
Tony was silent as he remained shackled on the ground and the girl in the high black boots was walking around him. Licking her lips, she said, "My father expects me to be interested in men like you! Well, I'm not!"
"Okay! Just let me up and I'll leave!" Tony said in a whimpering voice.
But Katherine was peeling her black panties off. She stood over the young man and she said, "You're not going anywhere until I have my fun."
"F-fun?"
"You're not worthy of me, twerp. But that doesn't stop me from using you!"
He looked up and he could see the beaver of the tall and elegant girl directly over his face. Her shiny leather boots were pressing coldly against his face and she made a point of rubbing the leather along his skin.
Then she quickly squatted down on his face and her snatch pressed against his closed mouth as he struggled to pull away from the girl's body.
"I want to feel that nice, wet tongue pressing into my pussy!" the girl cried out.
But Tony refused to open his mouth at all. Then the girl reached down and grasped at his balls. She dug her sharp fingernails in against the tender flesh of his ball sacs.
"Unless I feel your tongue inside my pussy, I am gonna rip your fuckin' balls off!"
As her nails pressed tightly into the testicles, he opened his mouth to howl out in pain. But the sound of his expression of pain was not heard. The weight of the woman and her moistly spongy pussy flesh on top of his face made it impossible for the young man to utter a sound.
And yet, there was a vibration inside his mouth. His tongue was quivering with the sound that could not be heard. And as his tongue quivered against the moist, wrinkled flesh of the girl's pussy, it sent a thrill through her body.
"I want it inside my pussy! Stick it in me!" she hissed.
Tony pressed his tongue up against the cunt lips and shoved his mouth muscle forward in such a way that he managed to spread the pussy lips apart and gain entry to the tightly clinging vagina. The girl spread her legs even wider so that her cunt lips would spread out even more and allow the boy's tongue to slip inside of her.
But once his tongue was inside her cunt, he could feel the pussy lips slapping shut around the invading mouth muscle. He could not move his tongue at all in the confining tightness of the cunt.
Even though he could not move his tongue in or out of the pussy, he was exerting pressure on his tongue and was flexing and unflexing the captive mouth muscle.
Although these were just small movements compared to those that the boy wanted to make, for the young girl who was sitting on his face, they felt wonderful.
The little bit of flexing and unflexing of his tongue was pressing right down against the girl's clit and sending thrills up and down through her body.
She pulled on his curly hair and pressed his head tightly against her cunt. Then she squeezed her thighs together against the sides of his face and she could feel the bit of roughness that had been left by his razor.
The flesh on the insides of her thighs was so smooth and tautly pulled that the contact with the young man was making her feel like she was rubbing her legs against sandpaper. But she was enjoying that rough contact on her flesh.
Soon, after enough flexing and unflexing, the girl's cunt flesh was moving and writhing around, responding to the pressure of the tongue with a pressure of its own.
And when that happened, the pussy was loosened up enough so that the boy could ram his tongue in and out. He was sliding his tongue up into the pussy as far as it would go and then he was pulling his tongue back out of the hot hole.
When the girl felt that contact and the tongue fucking that the boy was doing, she began to bounce up and down on the tongue that was lodged inside of her body.
And then she pulled on the curly hair of the boy's head so hard that the boy thought she was going to pull it right out of his head. She pressed her twat down against his lips so hard that his nose was stuffed up with wispy black pussy hairs which were making his nostrils itch wildly.
The boy felt the undulating pussy flesh clasping at his tongue as if it wanted to take the tongue captive. He thought that his tongue was going to be ripped out by the roots. There was no way that he could pull his tongue free.
By the time that the girl had finished drooling cunt cream on the boy's tongue and spasming all around the thick muscle, she slid off easily.
Before the boy even realized what had happened, she clasped the handcuffs to one of the legs of the stone bench. Then the boy looked up and saw that the girl was pulling her dress back on. He called out, "Hey, what about me?"
"What about you?" Katherine asked in a snide tone.
"Aren't you going to untie me?" he asked in a gentler way, intimidated by the girl. "No!" she said, flatly.
Then she started to walk away, but the boy called out, "I'll yell for help and one of the servants will hear me and then..."
"The servants are under strict orders not to disturb anything of mine. That includes you. But, just to be sure that you do not annoy anyone with your calls, I shall have to insure your silence," she said as she slipped her panties down her legs and stuffed them into the boy's mouth.
He gagged a little from the combination of sweat, piss and cum that mingled on the panties. But then he found that the more he tried to struggle with the foul gag, the deeper it got imbedded into his throat.
There was nothing that he could do about the chains that were on his hands and his feet. He just watched helplessly as the tall girl in the high black boots walked back through the garden, leaving him naked and with a raging hard-on across his belly.
CHAPTER TWO
Is my sister home?" Katherine asked the maid as she came back into the house.
"No, Miss Katherine, she hasn't come back since she left here."
Katherine left the house and went in the direction of the asphalt works. When she got there the first thing that she noticed was that the little wooden shack which was the office was all closed up although there was plenty of activity elsewhere.
"Has anyone seen my sister?" Katherine called out to the men.
There was a general negative response. But no one was very specific in their response and all of the men looked like they were very busy.
Katherine went to the man who was nearest to her and asked, "Did you see my sister?"
"No, ma'am, I didn't see her."
"Then she wasn't around here all afternoon?" Katherine asked. .
"I wouldn't know," the man said, nervously. "If she was here then I didn't see her!"
"Why is the office closed up?" Katherine asked, sharply.
"Gee, I don't know. I guess that maybe they didn't need the office."
Katherine got the keys out of her pocket. Despite her youth, her father trusted her with keys to everything, including all of the business locks.
She knocked lightly on the door of the office and said, "Is anyone in there?"
Then she slipped her key into the lock and opened the door wide. Tom was in his jockey shorts, just pulling his dungarees back up. Babs was in her panties and blouse and was just stepping into her skirt.
Katherine slammed the door shut and said, "So, Tom! I thought you liked working here."
"Wh-what do you mean, Miss Katherine?" the man asked, nervously.
The tall dominatrix folded her arms and said, "What do you think my father would do if he knew that you were fucking his sweet and darling little daughter?"
"It isn't like that!" Babs cried out.
"You shut up!" Katherine said, sharply. Then she turned back to Tom and said, "Have I given you enough time to think about it?"
He nodded his head and looked at Babs. The girl was fully dressed and Katherine turned to her and said, "Get out of here so that I can talk to Tom alone."
"But..."
"I told you to get out of here!" Katherine barked viciously.
Babs rushed from the little wooden structure. All of the men who were working right around there watched as the girl rushed out of the office. They knew what had been going on and they all cooperated in the lie to Katherine because they didn't want to squeal on their buddy, Tom.
When Katherine was alone in the office with Tom, she walked around him as if she were assessing the man and then she said, "I've always thought that you were a good looking guy, Tom. Perhaps now I will take advantage of that."
He broke into a smile as he said, "Are you just jealous of your sister? There's enough for you too if you'd like some!"
"Shut up!" she snarled at the man, turning her nose up in the air. "You just remember that any time that I want to I can tell my daddy about you and Babs. He will ask Babs and she'll start crying, because she can't tell lies. And then my daddy will fire you, after which he will skin you alive for touching his little darling."
"What about you, Katherine? Aren't you also his little darling?"
"No! I am not!" Katherine said in a matter-of-fact tone. "He gave up on me years ago. He knows that I will do any damn thing that I want to do and that there is nothing that he can do about that. Unfortunately for you, Babs does not have that same freedom. She is still his little darling, so you'd better watch out!"
When Will phoned his home from the county seat, he found that neither of his daughters was at home. He slammed down the phone in disgust.
Looking in the mirror, he knew that he was a good looking man. He was still trim despite the fact that he was in his early forties. He had accomplished more in his years in America than most people do over a period of seventy years.
He already had a good fortune. He was not a leading power-broker in the nation, but in his small corner of the small county in New Hampshire where he made his home, Will Padua was a man to be reckoned with.
Looking at his watch, he saw that it was still the middle of the afternoon and he had already finished all of the really important business that he had to do. It had been a very successful trip for him because he had managed to convince the county to close down all of its own asphalt plants. That meant that no matter what happened to asphalt prices in the future, the county would have no choice but to accept the bids of the private dealers.
He smiled at the way that he had managed to maneuver the opinions in the small New Hampshire community. "If government produces asphalt, then what else would government want to produce? Perhaps government will take on your business next and we will see government bakeries and government dress shops. And you know what that is! That is communism like they have in Russia and like the people in the big cities want us to have!"
Once the man had explained his point in that way, anyone who spoke against him was easily labelled a communist and the rest of the slide was easy. Everything slid his way. The votes on this bill to close the county asphalt plant slid his way and soon even more money would be sliding his way.
He looked at the messages that the hotel had taken for him. Calling the one number that he had not dealt with, he waited for an answer and said, "This is Will Padua and I am returning the phone call that you made earlier this afternoon."
"I'm Jessica Lane and I represent the Handi-Heating company. I wonder if I can meet with you before you leave town this afternoon. We have a wonderful new heater which can save you lots of money on your asphalt trucks."
Although the man equivocated and told the girl that he really didn't have the time, her sweet voice and charming ways finally convinced him to let her come to his hotel room. But he warned her that he was busy and that she would have to watch him pack.
But when he opened the door of his hotel room ten minutes later, he paused and looked at the stunning redheaded girl who was standing there in a short and clinging dress.
"I never had anyone like you trying to sell me truck parts!" he said as he looked over the presentation that she was making.
She stood up and ran her hand across her body as she said, "The company felt that I would be a very powerful salesperson for their products."
Will nodded and chuckled a little as he said, "What else do you do, Miss Lane?"
"I am very good at dealing with tired businessmen, Mr. Padua," she winked.
"And what if I tell you that I will place an order for the three of the heaters?"
"For three of the heaters, I will thank you and go on to my next appointment."
He nodded, understanding what she meant. Then he said, "And what if I were to place an order for ten of the heaters?"
"For ten heaters I would be extremely grateful and I would really want to show my thanks," the girl said, sitting next to the man on the bed.
"You can make out the order for the ten heaters and I'll sign it," he said, leaning back on the bed and running his hand over the lump that was growing in his crotch.
When the girl had finished writing everything up, the man said, "What do you do for the tired businessman?"
"You look like you could use a massage!" she said.
"I could."
"Well, just take your clothes off and I'll be able to..."
"You take your clothes off, Miss Lane!" the man boomed out in a commanding voice.
Her sweet expression faded and she looked at the man as she said, "Okay."
As the dress slid from her body and she pulled her bikini panties down, she stood naked in front of the man and said, "Now would you like a massage?"
"Cut the shit, girl! You can tell your boss that I appreciate his sending a hooker up to get my order and that I would have given him an order anyway."
"I'll tell him," Jessica said flatly.
"And now you can open my pants and pull them down," he said as if he were granting the girl a wonderful favor by saying that.
When she pulled down his pants and his shorts, she ran her hands over his thick cock. He put his hands behind his head and said, "Get on my dick, girl."
"Get... What? I don't understand."
"Why should I do the work to fuck your pussy, when you're the one who's getting paid for doing this?" the man asked in a low and mean voice. "Get on and ride it."
The girl squatted over the man's body and then pressed her pussy down against the man's hard cock head. His meat was thick and long and as she pressed her cunt lips back and forth, she worked it into her pussy.
Then, with the cock head between her clinging cunt lips, she pushed her body down and felt it shoving into her cunt.
When the hard dick pressed info her pussy, it was pushing the moist flesh of her twat wide apart. Then the dick rammed all the way into her body and she rammed down so that her ass cheeks slapped against the man's balls.
She began to slide her body up again and she could feel the heat of the cock and the pressure as the flared cock head was rubbing back and forth against the moist and hot pussy flesh.
The man could feel the pussy flesh that was clinging to his hard dick and was pulling and pushing at the firm and thick cock meat.
The girl's bouncing was all that he needed to get his rocks off. As she slammed her body down against his balls, he grabbed her firmly by the hips so that she could not move up the length of his cock again.
With his dick lodged all the way inside of her cunt, he began to shoot his load of cream up the girl's twat. He looked up at her and could see that there was sweat standing out on her forehead.
"Now you may pull off my cock." She did as she was told and then the man said, "Go to the bathroom and get a towel so that you can wipe off my dick."
As she wiped on his dick with the towel, she said, "Will there be anything else?"
His hands were behind his head as he lifted his hips from the bed and said, "You can pull my pants back up again and then you can tell them back at the company that you really worked for your money with me!"
"Yes, sir," she said quietly as she pulled her tight dress back on.
"I'd do anything to keep you from leaving, Pete," the girl said with a note of desperation in her voice as she stood by the doorway.
"I know that. Maybe that's why I find you so boring," he said.
"Why do you have to go? I still don't understand!"
"How many times do I have to explain it to you? I want to make something of myself and I want to earn more money than they've got in the entire state of New Hampshire!"
"So, you're going to New York. You think that that will solve everything."
"I'm good at a hell of a lot of things!" he snapped at the girl.
"I know you are!" she said, coming over to him and running her hands over his chest.
"You're boring, Claudia," he said, pushing her away from his body.
"How can you be so cruel to me?" she asked.
"What do you want me to do for you? What the hell do you want?" he asked as he lifted up his one suitcase and moved toward the door.
She looked at him through her wide eyes and said, "Fuck me, Pete. Fuck me one more time."
He brushed some of the soft light brown hair from his forehead and said, "Would that make you happy, Claudia? Why do I have the feeling that that would only make you more unhappy, if anything?"
"Just one more fuck!" she pleaded.
He slammed the door shut and peeled off his jacket as he said, "Strip down."
"Not like that, Pete. Make it nice and tender and..."
"I told you to strip, you silly little bitch!" he snapped roughly. "Now, do it!"
The girl quickly peeled her tee shirt off and then stripped her slacks down her legs as she looked at the boy and heard him saying, "If you want it that much, then you're gonna take it just the way that I dish it out to you. Is that understood?"
"I understand, Pete. And I do want it that much! I really do!"
He chuckled a little to himself as he stripped down to his underwear and then pressed up against her body. His cock was growing in his shorts and was pressing against the softness of her flesh and the silkiness of her panties.
As he pushed her down to the floor, he landed on top of her and said, "Now maybe I'll teach you a lesson, you clinging little bitch!"
"D-don't talk to me that way!" she cried out.
He tossed her over and said, "Lean over the bed!"
She looked over her shoulder and said, "What are you going to do to me, Pete?"
Pausing for a moment, the boy said, "I am not gonna tie you up. Whatever I do to you, you will be able to get up and stop it at any point. The only promise that I make is that I will fuck your pussy and I will shoot in your pussy. But if you stop me from doing anything up until that time, then I will just get up and leave."
The girl just stared at him and then he said, "Now I want you leaning over the edge of the bed and I want your ass sticking up in the air."
Claudia did as she was told. Her well-formed young breasts were pressing down against the bed and her ass was raised up into the air. The boy ripped her panties off.
Then he whacked at her naked ass with his hand and the girl cried out in pain.
Leaning over and pulling his belt out of his pants, the boy doubled the thick leather belt together and then said, "If anyone saw the two of us now, they would think that I was the bad guy. But you know that you are the one who has driven me nuts with your whining ways and with the obnoxious way that you've kept me here even though I've wanted to leave."
"Pete, p-please don't hurt me," she whined into the blankets.
"What was that? You don't want me to hurt you?" he said in a mocking voice. Then he raised the belt up into the air and slapped it down firmly across the girl's naked ass. She cried out and tensed her ass cheeks tightly together in reaction.
"You can leave anytime that you want to leave!" he shouted out as he raised the belt up over his shoulder once more. "Why don't you just leave, Claudia?"
There was a whistling sound as the belt cut through the air and then there was a cracking sound as it slapped down hard against the girl's ass cheeks.
This time she bit down on her lower lip in order to keep from crying out in pain. But as the boy kept on whipping her ass with the belt, she could not deny the excitement that was welling up inside of her body.
She was rubbing her thighs together as he kept on spanking her ass with the belt. He reached his fingers between her tightly clenched legs and said, "What's this?"
The girl stopped moving and she froze with fear as she felt the boy rubbing his fingers lightly against her pussy lips.
But then he pressed his fingers hotly against the cunt lips and he snapped, "What the fuck is this, you hot little bitch?"
"I-I'm getting h-hot," she replied, hesitantly.
"I'm beating the hell out of you and you're juicing up on your cunt lips!" he shouted.
Then he grabbed her ass and he pulled her hips up in the air as he said, "You really deserve a good one for that, you little cunt!"
As he pressed his cock head against the girl's ass hole, she tensed up and squealed as she called out, "Th-that's my ass! That's not my pussy!"
"Don't you think that I know the difference between an ass and a pussy?" he snarled.
The girl pulled away and said, "No! I can't let you do that!"
He made no attempt to grab her. He merely looked at her and said, "You are talking to me as if you had a say in what I did to you. Since you don't know your proper place, I guess that I'll just have to leave."
"No!" the girl cried out, grabbing the boy by the legs.
He kicked her in the face and then walked away as he said, "If you want me then you will have to learn to keep your mouth shut and do exactly what I tell you to do!"
As soon as he started to step into his shorts again, the girl said, "I'll do it."
"What? What will you do? I want to hear you say it."
"I will do anything that you tell me to do!" she cried out, her voice cracking.
"And you will call me sir!" he snapped at her as he dropped his shorts once more.
"I will do anything, sir, anything that you tell me to do!"
"Get down on the floor like the dog that you are!" he snapped at the girl.
When she was down in a dog position on her hands and knees, the boy pressed his cock head against the tightly clinging bottom hole that seemed to be winking up at him.
Despite the grunts and the sobs from the girl, he managed to get his cock all the way into her ass hole. Then as he worked his dick back and forth against the delicate flesh of her ass, he could feel the churning in his balls that told him that he was getting close to his orgasm.
He rammed his hard cock into the unwilling orifice and then he felt the juice rushing up to the head of his dick and then shooting out of his piss slit and splashing against the delicate flesh that was deep inside the girl's body.
As he was shooting his load into the girl's ass hole, he pressed his fingers against her pussy lips and he could feel the quivering that was going on in the tender flesh.
Then he rammed his fingers roughly between the cunt lips and he felt the reaction that he had been hoping for. The girl's cunt lips collapsed down in a wild orgasm.
With her pussy flesh spasming madly around the boy's fingers, she could feel her ass hole going through the same spasms and she felt like the pressure of her writhing bottom hole was going to slice through the cock that had invaded her nether regions.
Then the boy felt that the ass hole was sucking even more of the juice out of his dick. He slowly began to work his cock out of the girl's ass hole and then, with a hollow, popping sound, he pulled free of the clinging confines of the girl's bottom hole.
Pushing her to the ground, he grabbed up her ripped panties and used them to wipe off his hard dick. Then he stood up and pulled on his clothes.
"You're not gonna leave me now, Pete?" she cried to the boy.
Pausing, he looked at her and said, "I would accuse you of asking for more abuse, but in this case I know for a fact that that is exactly what you are doing!"
The girl climbed into the bed and said, "I guess that I really do enjoy abuse."
"And so you put yourself into positions where you will be sure to get abused."
Claudia looked away from Pete and then the boy said, "It's time for me to move on."
As Will was driving onto the expressway, he saw that there was a young man standing by the side of the road with a bag, thumbing a ride.
When Will stopped for him, the boy got in and said, "You going south?"
"I'm only going as far as Stratford," Will explained.
"That'll be a start. I want to head to New York City!" the boy said.
"New York? What are you gonna do there?" Will asked the boy.
Pete sat back in the luxury car and said, "You look like a man of the world, so I can tell you that I want to marry a rich woman."
"That's your goal in life, boy?" Will asked without any malice.
When Pete nodded, he added, "I can handle women. There's this power that I seem to have. I don't know why or how. But I haven't met a women yet that I couldn't dominate and control. Do you know what I'm talking about?"
Will began to ask some questions about Pete's past and discovered that Pete had finished studying at the local college just two years before, but had not found any promising opportunities in the small New Hampshire county seat.
Then when Will made reference to the fact that he knew someone who had graduated the college in the same year that Pete did, he asked the boy if he knew a guy named Tom from Stratford. Pete laughed and told about the fact that Tom had been a good friend.
"Tom works for my company," Will said. "I like the boy a lot."
"Gee, it would be nice to stop off in the town and visit."
"Yes. There's also someone else in the town I would like you to meet," Will added.
"Who's that?"
"You know the stuff you were saying to me about being able to dominate any woman?"
The boy nodded and the older man went oh to say, "That was also true about me. I have always had that way with women. There is only one female in my life I cannot get under control and that is my daughter."
"Oh, man, is that a joke!" Pete said. "Here you're a rich guy and you can take charge with all the pussy, but you've got a daughter that you can't handle."
In a quiet voice, Will said, "Don't laugh, boy. If you can tame that bitchy daughter of mine, you've got the rich wife that you've been looking for!"
CHAPTER THREE
"Daddy, I'm so glad that you're home!" Babs cried out from the stairs.
Katherine leaned against the doorway of the study and said, "There's something in the garden that I want to have you see."
Will stepped into the house and urged Pete to follow him as he said, "This is a young man who went to school with Tom Domenico. You two know Tom down at the asphalt company?
"Babs knows Tom very well," Katherine said in a toneless voice.
"Peter Ruchio, these are my daughters, Katherine and Babs," Will said.
"Father, I think that you should come to the garden," Katherine said.
"Can't I even sit down for ten minutes?" the man asked irritably.
"I don't mean to be rude to you, but there's someone else I am being rude to while I'm waiting for you to come to the garden," the girl said.
"Can I bring Peter along to the garden?" the man asked.
There was a wry smile on Katherine's face as she said, "That might help to expedite matters. I think it would be a good idea for you to bring him along."
The three of them walked out onto the patio and then the girl looked at her father as she said, "Isn't this a bit much, Father?"
"What? I don't know what you're talking about," the man said irritably.
She glanced at Peter and said, "My father sent a man over here today, a man named Tony Bass. My father feels that he should help me to find the right sort of young man."
"That seems like a very admirable thing for your father to be doing," Peter said in a flat and decisive tone of voice.
The girl looked back at her father and said, "But you've never tossed two of them at me in the course of just one day!"
"I happened to meet Peter by accident. He needed a ride."
Looking over at the young man who was walking next to her father, the girl said, "I don't mean to be rude to you, Mr. Ruchio, but I know that my father is hardly in the habit of inviting hitchhikers into our home without any other motives."
"I find that really rather hard to believe, Miss Padua," the young man said.
She stopped, not sure of what he meant, and then she said, "You mean, you think that he is in the habit of bringing hitchhikers into our home?"
Shaking his head, Peter kept walking forward and he said, "I find it hard to believe that you do not mean to be rude to me."
The girl walked quickly ahead and then said, "Right around here is what I want to show you. Father, perhaps you and Mr. Bass have something more to say to one another. You'll have to pull my panties out of his mouth before he can hold up his part of the conversation!" Then the girl turned and walked back toward the house.
As Will stared down dumbfounded at the naked young man who was lying on the lawn with his daughter's panties in his mouth and his arms and legs bound by shackles, he turned to his retreating daughter and called out, "Where are the damn keys?"
"I left them right on top of the bench. If he had been industrious enough to explore around for them, he could have found them and gotten himself out of the handcuffs a long time ago," the girl said as she turned back and went to the house.
As Will unshackled the very embarrassed and humiliated Tony Bass, he turned to Peter Ruchio and said, "Now do you see what I mean about my daughter, Katherine?"
The young man with the brown hair falling across his forehead, turned back toward the house and said, "She seems to have an adventurous spirit."
No one said a word about the young man who had been shackled in the garden. Tony rushed away from the house as fast as he could, not wishing to have to face anyone.
Peter came from the phone and said, "I just called Tom and he told me that I should come right over there. He's offered to put me up for a few nights."
"If you wait till I've had my dinner, I'll drive you over to Tom's place."
"I've already had my dinner," Katherine said. "I can drive him over there."
"I don't think that would be wise if..."
"That's very generous of Katherine," Peter said. "I'll take you up on that offer."
As she passed the young man, she said, "You're not afraid that I'll tie you up?"
"I happen to be very good with ropes, myself," he said in a serious tone.
As they were riding in the car, Katherine started to laugh to herself and she said, "You know, when I planned that surprise for my father, it was to get back at him for all of the drippy men he is always sending over me to meet me. But I had no idea that there would be someone with him when he came home."
"But you got a great kick out of your attempt to shock me."
"Yes. Yes I did, as a matter of fact. And don't tell me that you weren't shocked."
"Actually, Miss Padua, it is the people who don't make an effort at life who accomplish more. Those who go around constantly trying to be outrageous and trying to be shocking usually get awfully boring after a very short time."
The car squealed to a halt and Katherine snapped, "We're here."
"Thank you for the ride," Peter said as he opened the door and reached for his bag.
"I'm coming in with you!" she said, getting out of the car on her side.
"I'd hate to have Tom surprised by a guest that he wasn't expecting."
"Tom and I happen to have some business to discuss," the girl said in a nasty tone.
When Tom opened the door and saw his old schoolfriend, Peter, he smiled broadly. But when he saw that Katherine was standing right next to Peter, his smile disappeared.
As soon as Peter was in the house, Katherine said, "I'd like to go for a ride with you, Tom, so that we can discuss that matter that came up in the office today."
The man knew that the girl was talking about the fact that he had been fucking her kid sister in the office and that she had threatened to tell her father about it.
Clearing his throat, Tom said, "I have a guest now, Katherine. Couldn't we discuss the matter at another time?"
"Now, Tom!" the girl said in a harsh tone. Then she used a sweet voice as she said, "I'm sure that Peter will understand."
Tom looked over at Peter and then Peter said, "I do understand one thing. I am very much aware of the fact that this girl has no decency or manners."
Katherine was already at the door as she rasped out, "Are you coming, Tom?"
Tom followed her to the door and turned to his new guest, saying, "I'll be back as soon as I can." Then he mouthed the words, "I'll explain everything later on."
As they were driving toward the park, Katherine snapped out, "Who the hell is that insufferable bastard? How do you know him?"
"If you must know, we were in school together. Peter was the sort of person who knew everyone because he had a reputation for always being friendly and sociable."
Katherine's dark eyes narrowed to thin slits as she said, "If he stays in town for more than one more day I am gonna get that bastard's ass and teach him a lesson."
Tom remained silent as he sat in the front seat of the car and watched where they were going. Then he saw that they were entering the park and he said, "Why are we going in here?"
"You don't ask any questions! You just obey!" the girl snapped viciously.
"How long do you think you can keep holding this thing over my head?" he snarled.
"As long as I fuckin' feel like it," she replied in a low moan.
"I've asked your sister to marry me. That should count for something."
Katherine laughed and said, "You know that Babs can't get married until I get married. Dad may look like a slick, middle-aged businessman, but he's old world all the way."
Then she pulled the car to a halt and said, "Get out and get your clothes off."
Tom stood in the darkness of the park and said, "You want me to take my clothes off right here?"
"Now, boy!" she barked viciously. "Remember that any instance where you do not follow my instructions, I can get back in the car and rush home to tell daddy what I saw you doing with his darling little Babs this afternoon!"
"Okay!" Tom shouted out as he peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the ground. He was slim, but had a great deal of definition on his body.
After pulling off his sneakers, he tugged on his zipper and dropped his pants and shorts with one pull. His long, snake-like cock was dangling down, already half-hard. The boy put his hands on his hips and assumed a slightly defiant attitude as he faced the black-haired bitch.
"You really think that you're hot shit, don't you?" the girl said to him.
"Do you want an answer to that question?" Tom asked, cocking his head at an angle.
In a vicious tone, the girl snapped, "You answer me when I talk to you!"
Softly and slowly, anxious to show that he was not intimidated by the girl, he replied, "Yeah. I know what's coming down and I know how to handle myself."
Quickly, the girl opened the trunk and pulled out a bag that was filled with her special supplies. Then she looked at Tom and snapped, "On the ground with you."
Katherine clasped handcuffs on his wrists and then she shackled his legs together. For a moment, Tom could feel a fear rushing through his body and he could feel his cock arching out in reaction to that sexual fear that he was feeling.
"Okay, what comes next?" he asked, trying to demonstrate his cool attitude.
"Are you that anxious for it, fucker?" she asked with a smile.
When he was silent, she started to reach in her bag and then stopped as she said, "If you're nice to me, then maybe I won't do what I was planning to do."
She peeled off her clothes, except for her high black boots, and then as she stood over Tom, she said, "I'll let you up right now if you tell me that you are nothing but my unworthy sex slave and then lick my boots clean."
"Go fuck yourself!" he sneered at her. Without even blinking, the girl turned and said, "That isn't quite what I had in mind."
Then she produced a twelve inch dildo from the bag and held it up in front of the young man.
He actually began to shiver in terror as he saw the vicious weapon that the girl was holding. She ran her hand up and down the long and hard piece of plastic and then she said, "How are you gonna like having this thing up your ass hole?"
After a pause, when the boy was breathing very irregularly, he said, "You're kidding?"
"Tell me that you're my unworthy sex slave and then lick my boots clean."
"Look, I can say anything, but that part about the boots..."
The pointed toe of her boot jabbed against the side of the young man's body as she rolled him over onto his stomach. Then she took the thick dildo and she pressed it against the tightly closed anal knot that was guarding his ass hole.
"No! You can't! You can't!" he cried out desperately as he felt the pressure.
"But you can do whatever you want to do to my sister? Is that the way it works?"
"You'll rip me apart!" he said with a whimper in his voice.
"Good!" the girl shouted, pulling a whip from her bag. As she slashed the whip through the air, she cried out, "I'll start to rip you apart right now!"
He screamed out as he felt the whip slicing through his back and across the firm muscles of his ass cheeks. Then, before he even had a chance to relax his muscles again, the girl had raised up the whip and was slicing through his smooth flesh once more.
"I'll say it!" he cried out between sobs. "I'll say what you want me to say!"
But the whip slashed across his ass again as he called out, "I'll be your sex slave."
"You will be my unworthy sex slave!" she corrected him as she raised the whip up again.
"Aaarrgghhh! I will be your unworthy sex slave and I'll kiss your boots. I'll clean your black boots with my tongue!" he howled out to the wind.
After one more stroke of the whip had ripped through his body, the girl tossed the whip aside and then picked up the dildo and started to press it against his ass hole. -
"B-but, I said what you wanted me to say. I'll lick your boots. You said that if I would say that, then you wouldn't fuck me with the dildo!" he cried out.
In a low and nasty voice, the girl said, "I gave you your chance to say that. Now I'm gonna do whatever the hell I feel like doing to you!"
Tom whimpered as he felt the thick plastic prong pulling apart the clinging anal opening and pressing into his body. Then the girl kept working the dildo deeper and deeper into the boy's ass hole.
Each time that she reached a point where she couldn't push it any further, she would slap the boy's ass and then pull it back a little so that she would relax the muscles of his bottom before going on.
At one point, she pulled on his ass cheeks and said, "I am gonna get this thing inside of you. If you relax you might even enjoy it. But if you fight me and stay tense, then I am gonna rip you apart inside! Do you understand me?"
With a little whimpering sound, Tom nodded his head and then felt the dildo digging even further into his ass. He had lost his hard-on from the pressure that was pulling and pushing at his ass. But when the dildo went far enough into his body, he felt his hard-on spring back up to life. There was a strange tingling deep at the base of his cock.
The dildo had hit his prostate and the sensation that he was experiencing was the equivalent of having his cock jerked off from the inside.
As the girl began to move the dildo up and down in the bound young man's ass, he felt the plastic warming up because of his body heat and he could feel it pulling and pushing on the sensitive and moist flesh around his anal opening.
He didn't want to admit it to the girl, but he was feeling aroused, not only because of the massage that his insides were getting, but because all of the nerve endings that surrounded his ass hole were sending excited messages up to the other parts of his body.
"Now you're my sex slave. Right?" she asked him in a nasty tone.
"Y-yes, ma'am," he said, choking on the words. "Now I am your sex slave."
Leaving the dildo in his ass hole, she walked around to the front of his body and said, "Now you may lick my boots."
When the man didn't move, she said, "Look at what happened the last time that you didn't follow one of my orders fast enough! If you don't lick my boots you'll get the whole twelve inches of that dildo up your ass hole."
Tom moved very quickly to thrust out his tongue and run it up and down all over the black leather of the girl's boots. He slobbered and slid his tongue around on the leather. In between, he kept looking at her for approval of what he had done.
When her boots were completely glistening from the young man's saliva, she kicked his face away and then walked around to the side of the man's body.
Since he was on his belly and was unable to maneuver because of the shackles, he really could not see her clearly when she was standing up. He was just aware of the shimmering black boots that were so ominous and so close to him.
Then, without any warning, the girl kicked at his side and rolled him over onto his back. Even though he had been rolled over so quickly, he managed to tense his ass cheeks just in time so that he could hold himself up off the ground.
He was doing this so that the weight of his own body would not press the dildo deeper into his ass. It was not easy, but the man was keeping his hips up off the ground.
Tom looked up at Katherine with pleading eyes. But she seemed to be ignoring his plight.
Soon she was squatting over him and running her fingers up and down on his hard dick.
"No! D-don't put my cock in your pussy. I beg of you!" he cried out.
Katherine laughed as she looked at the man and said, "Imagine that! You have a hard-on from having a dildo up your ass, but you're begging me not to let you fuck me!"
Of course, she knew what was really on his mind and what he was afraid of, but she was not about to let on. She had found another way to humiliate and embarrass the man and she was getting a great deal of pleasure from what she was doing.
Her pussy lips were clasping around the hard and wide cock head as she began to work her way down the thick shaft of hard flesh. Soon she had the first few inches of the cock inside of her cunt and she pressed down very hard against the man's body.
As the girl was impaling herself on the thick prong, she was also pushing the young man's body down onto the enormous plastic cock that she had stuffed up his ass.
With one vicious shoving movement, she pressed all of her weight down on his body and her ass cheeks slapped down against the shackled young man's balls. When she did that, the whole twelve inches of the dildo rammed up his ass and his body was pressed completely to the ground.
Every bit of Tom's body went completely stiff and his thick rod seemed to grow even thicker inside of the hot pussy.
Riding up and down on the hard cock, the girl felt as if it was a metal spike that was sticking into her pussy and pressing against the supple and pliable flesh of her cunt.
She had never felt such a hard dick and she was enjoying the sensation of the solidly erect rammer that was jabbing all the way into her body.
Each time that she slammed her pussy down against the man's body, she could feel his balls being squashed under the pressure of her ass cheeks and she could feel the scratchy hair around the base of his cock tickling at her supple pussy flesh.
Tom was turning his head from side to side. Much as he was trying hard not to enjoy the massaging that his cock shaft was getting, there was so much erotic stimulation that he could not hold back any longer.
The tightening cunt was wringing at the neck of his dick and sending thrills that rushed up and down his spine.
The pressure of the dildo that was sticking up his ass was only adding to the heat of passion that the man was feeling from the pussy that was pulling and tugging on his cock shaft.
When the girl felt the hard cock arching back and slamming like a springboard against the moist flesh deep inside of her vagina, she gasped and slammed her body down.
Her cunt flesh quickly sprang back against the hard cock and tightened viciously around the invading dick. Then she slid all the way down to the base of the cock and her spasming pussy meat wriggled and undulated all around the cock.
His balls rubbed up against her ass, even though it was a struggle for his balls to move because of the pressure of her body down on that part of his body.
Then they pushed the load of gism up into the shaft of the man's cock and the flood was ready to begin. As the cock juice zoomed up the length of the hard dick, it came to the head of the cock and shot out a load of juice into the moist and warm pussy.
As soon as the girl felt the splash of cock cream against the warm flesh of her body, she also felt the explosion inside of her cunt and the flow of pussy juice that responded to the splashes of hot male juice.
The cock and the pussy were wriggling and fighting together and the girl was on top and in charge of the whole thing.
Each time that Tom's dick tightened in a wild spasm, his ass hole also tightened up around the hard dildo that was shoved all the way into his body.
The girl pulled off the cock with a sudden movement and began to pull her clothes on. Tom watched her and quietly said, "C-could you let me up now?"
"What was that?" she snapped viciously at him.
"C-could you p-please let me up now, ma'am?
She was fully dressed and she bent down to remove the shackles from his hands and feet. She tossed his clothes at him and said, "It's only two miles back to your place. I'm sure that you can make it back there all right."
Then, as the man was still struggling to pull the dildo out of his ass, the girl drove off with a puff of smoke from her exhaust.
When he was fully dressed, he looked down at the filthy dildo and for a moment he wanted to kick it to get out his anger. But then he picked it up and stuffed it in his jacket pocket so that he would have it in the future.
It just seemed a shame to waste something like that.
When he got back to his place, he was surprised to see the light on. He had completely forgotten about the visit from his old college friend, Peter.
"Are you okay? I was concerned about you," Peter said as soon as the door opened.
Tom's lips were tightly clenched together as he said, "I really can't talk about it."
"Tom, did something happen? Did that girl do something to you?"
Rushing from the room, Tom said, "I'm sorry. I know that this is impolite of me."
Peter stood in the living room, bewildered a bit by all that he had seen in the course of the day. He opened the door to Tom's bedroom and found the man lying on his stomach.
"Really, Tom. After all that you and I were through together in college, I wouldn't think that there would be anything that you couldn't tell me about."
"This is too terrible. You have no idea of the sort of girl that Katherine is."
"Yes, I do. I already had an offer from her father that said that if I could put her in her place, then I could marry the girl and get a good deal of money."
Tom looked up at his friend and said, "There's no man who could handle Katherine."
"I have a theory about girls like that. I think that they're calling out for men who can really handle them."
Tom chuckled and said, "It would be worth it to see you try."
"But, what in the world did she do to you?" Peter asked, curious as ever.
Pulling the enormous dildo out of his pocket, Tom said, "This is a terrible thing to admit, but that bitch shoved this dildo into me while I was chained up. Then she rode my cock, which was wonderful except that the dildo was digging into my ass and I had no control over the movements because I was bound, hand and foot."
Handling the dildo gingerly, Peter said, "I promise you that I will pay her back for that."
"I'll tell you what's really important to me," Tom said. "Her father is very old-fashioned. The whole reason that Katherine was able to take control of me was that she caught me together with her sister, Babs.
"Even though her father knows that Katherine has fucked with guys, and he knows that there's nothing he can do about that, he worries a lot about the purity of Babs."
"Is Babs the same as Katherine?" Peter asked, wondering why his friend would get involved with such a family of shrews.
Shaking his head, Tom said, "Babs is as different as night is from day. She's the sweetest and most loving thing in the world. And to make matters even wilder, Babs loves to get humiliated and she loves to be absolutely degraded!"
That certainly is a difference between the two of them!" Peter remarked. "But, with the old man being so old-fashioned, he won't permit his younger daughter to get married until his older daughter is married. At the same time, since he thinks that Babs is so good and pure, it's a murderous situation to always be sneaking around and trying to fuck her."
Do you really want to marry her?" Peter asked his friend.
"Sure!" Tom said. "She's beautiful and rich and she loves to be servile. What could be better than that?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Peter said, "A girl who loves to be servile can be awfully boring. I found that out from experience."
"I'd rather have that than have a stinking bitch like that Katherine."
"There's something else that I would really rather have!" Peter remarked. "I would like a girl that I can conquer!"
"A girl you can conquer? What the hell does that mean?"
With a chuckle, Peter said, "I want a girl who is tough and who thinks that she's really powerful and hot shit. A girl like that would really be worth the effort that I would have to put in. And when I can subdue her and make her my sex slave, then I would really have something. And that is what I want to do with Katherine!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Babs rushed out of the house early in the morning. The reason that she left so early was that she didn't want to have to answer any questions.
She was wearing shorts and a blouse that was tied up under her well-rounded breasts and she was carrying a sun reflector and a blanket.
The obvious question that she would have been asked if her father or sister had seen her was what she was doing with those things and where she was going. She lived on a beautiful tract of land which included its own swimming pool and large areas of grass where she could have gotten as tan as she might have wished.
But she was going to the park. She wanted to sun herself in the park because she liked the adventurous things that sometimes happened when she would go into the park. Although she was a sweet girl who always tried to be good in her father's eyes, she did enjoy adventures and she liked to get into some strange situations.
Once she was lying on her blanket, she didn't have to wait long for her adventure. A group of tough boys came by and began to make obscene comments to the girl.
She lifted her head and pushed aside her dark glasses as she looked over the group of teenagers who were surrounding her. Sucking in her cheeks, she said, "You get away from me or else I'll call a cop!"
But the boys all laughed and one of them said, "You're giving us such a good show, how about showing us the rest of it?" Then he stroked his hardening dick.
Actually Babs could feel the moistening at her pussy lips from the insults and the abuse that the boys were heaping on her. Then one of the boys, the biggest in the group, pushed the other boys aside and said, "Come on. Leave the lady alone."
"Who are you tellin' what to do, Dick?" the boy who had been speaking earlier asked.
"I'm tellin' you, you little punk!" Dick snapped viciously at the boy, then he pulled his knife out of his pocket and he let it spring open so that the point was facing the younger boy. "Do I have to tell you again?"
"Just kiddin', Dick," the kid said as he stepped back.
Dick spun around to face all of the other kids in the circle and said, "Anybody want to kid around anymore? I suggest that you go play on the other side of the park."
In less than a minute, all of the boys had disappeared. Then Dick pocketed his knife and looked down at the lovely girl who was lying on the ground. He rubbed the bulge in the front of his pants, but then he tried to be casual.
"I figured that you didn't want those little kids hanging around you."
"Thank you," Babs said, giving the boy a soft smile.
He sat on the ground next to her and said, "You sure are advertising a lot."
"All I wanted was to get a tan," the girl replied.
"How about it, kid?" the boy asked, winking at her.
"What?"
"Come on, girl. That whole gang of kids could've raped you! How about letting me have some as a reward for saving you from that?"
There was something about the rough way that the boy was talking that made the girl feel a drooling in her pussy. She ran her hand lightly over her short shorts and then nodded to the boy because she was too shy to speak.
"Grab up your blanket and well find a place," he said, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
As he swaggered across the park, confident that the girl would be behind him, she followed as quickly as she could in an effort to keep up with his pace.
"Wh-where can we go to do it?" she asked him, anxiously.
"I know the perfect place!" he said with a cocky grin.
"Are we gonna do it somewhere in the bushes?" she asked.
"In the bushes we could get disturbed. I know a place where no one will disturb us."
Babs stopped in her tracks and said, "This is the ladies' room!"
"Yeah. It's a swell idea, ain't it?" he said with a little laugh.
"B-but, what if someone comes in to use the ladies' room?" the girl asked.
"There aren't that many people in the park at this hour. There are even fewer women in the park at this hour. And even if someone does come in, we'll be in one of the booths!" As he said that, the boy entered the ladies' room.
The girl was frozen right outside the door, until the boy stuck his head out and said, "Are you coming?"
She rushed in after him and he was standing in the middle of the tiled room, with his hands in his pockets, rubbing his cock. Turning to her, he asked, "You got a nickel?"
The girl reached into her pocket and handed the boy a nickel, which he put into one of the slots so that they could open the door to the stall.
When the two of them got into the stall, the boy inhaled deeply and said, "Ain't nowhere that's got more of a smell of pussy, than right here!"
"Y-you're right," the girl said softly, looking around at the cramped space.
With a laugh, the boy added, "I guess there is one place that smells more like pussy."
Pressing the girl against the metal divider of the booth, he rubbed his body back and forth against hers. Even through all the layers of clothing that the two of them were wearing, she could feel his hard cock pressing against her body and he could feel the heat that was emanating from her body.
Quickly, he pulled apart the buttons on the girl's blouse and revealed her beautiful pink nipples. He rubbed his thumbs roughly over the pink tits and excited the girl wildly.
Then he pulled on the zipper of the shorts that she was wearing and they fell to the floor. Once he had done that, the girl really felt the pressure of the rough denim against her sensitive skin, with only her silky panties in the way.
Dick's rough fingers tugged against the stretchy elastic waistband of the panties and then he pulled them quickly down off the girl's well-rounded hips.
He didn't care that her shorts and panties were still caught up around her ankles. He was only interested in her crotch and in getting down to some action with the girl.
Pulling up his tee shirt to reveal his well-muscled young body and then unzipping his pants and quickly pulling his pants and shorts down his legs, he stood with his hard cock dangling out from his body.
Babs tried to wrap her fingers around the cock, but she could not because of the thickness of the dong. She ran her fingers lightly up and down the hard joint, and then she said, "Wow! It's so big and..."
"Why did you think that they called me Dick?" the boy said in a deep voice.
"Wow!" the girl repeated as she fell to her knees in front of the boy.
She tried to open her mouth very wide so that she could get the broad cock head between her lips. It was an effort, but the dick was soon sliding into her mouth and pressing her tongue down against the bottom of her mouth, even as the flared cock head rubbed lightly against the roof of her mouth.
The only thing that the girl could really do was to suck in part of the boy's cock and get it moistened as she licked the sides and the head.
Then he pulled his dick out of her mouth and he lifted her up so that she was sitting on the toilet seat. "This seems like a funny spot to have sex," she said.
But the boy was not paying any attention to her. He spread her legs as wide as they would go, tossing her shorts and panties aside in the meantime. Then he lifted her right leg up and had it pressing against one wall of the booth and he lifted her left leg up and pressed it against the other side of the booth.
Although the girl could feel a stretching in her upper thighs, she did not want to protest. The fact of the matter was that she was feeling very hot and she wanted to get fucked, particularly by the enormous cock that was dangling out from the boy's body.
As he was working on putting her in the proper position, his cock was waving around in front of him and the girl could sometimes feel the moist head slapping against her thighs.
Then the boy knelt in front of her so that his dick was at the same level as her pussy and he said, "How would you like to get fucked by this big cock?"
"I want it!" she cried out. "You don't know how much I want it!"
Reaching into the back pocket of the pants that were dangling down around his knees, the boy pulled out a package of condoms. He pulled one on around the head of his cock and then he tugged on it so that it covered the thick shaft.
The girl was afraid that she would see the stretchy thing burst from the pressure of the cock that was filling it beyond its capacity.
He smiled at her as he said, "You see how considerate I am of you?"
"Thank you," she said softly as she felt the condom covered cock head pressing against the wrinkled flesh of her pussy lips.
The boy knew that his rammer was very thick and big and he knew that it would be an effort for the girl to take it up her cunt.
Reaching forward, he pulled the cunt lips apart with his fingers and worked his fingers gently into the twat so that he could prepare the girl for the fucking that she would get.
Once his cock head was locked between the lips of the vagina, he pressed back and forth and worked his dick deeper and deeper into the tight confines of the cunt.
The girl thought that she was going to be ripped apart, but she loved it. She was glad that the boy had spread her legs that wide because she felt sure that that was helping her to take even more of the enormous dick into her pussy.
Once she had most of the hard cock in her cunt, the boy rammed the rest of it into her body and then began to quickly fuck in and out of her inflamed love slit.
"You like having this cock up your pussy?" he asked her between his heaving pants.
"Oh, yes! Yes!" she cried out as she felt the heated friction that was rubbing against the moist cunt flesh and sending hot chills all over her body.
There was cold sweat drooling down the girl's body and she tried to reposition her feet against the metal walls at her side so that she could get more comfortable. As it was she felt like her legs were going numb from the pressure that she was exerting.
But when she attempted to reposition herself, she could not keep her seat on the toilet. She felt her ass cheeks sliding forward because of the pulling of the boy's cock that was shoved up her hot pussy.
When her bottom slipped off the toilet bowl and she found herself in a precarious position of leaning back on the base of her spine, she was actually being held up by the boy's cock that was shoving back and forth into her cunt.
If he had pulled his dick out of her at that moment, she would have fallen to the floor, a mess of flailing arms and legs. But the boy had strong hips and he was holding her up very well.
Then they both heard someone coming into the ladies' room. The boy jammed his cock all the way up the girl's pussy and then waited in silence, while the girl perspired due to the awkward position that she was holding.
The boy peeked through the joint where the metal side wall of the toilet stall, met the metal door that closed and hid the toilet.
He could see a girl going into the next stall and he watched as she lifted up her skirt and dropped her panties down to the ground.
Babs, sitting precariously on the toilet seat, could not tell what the boy was seeing and she did not dare endanger them by breaking her silence, but she could feel the boy's cock growing even thicker with blood as he watched the girl in the next booth sit down on the toilet.
Dick was panting heavily as he listened to the trickling sound that was coming from the next stall. Then he kept peeking through as the girl wiped her cunt lips off and then started to pull her panties back up.
But, just when her panties were knotted up around her thighs, the girl began to rub her pussy lips. Her fingers brushed through the hairs on her cunt and she sighed slightly.
Then she became business-like once more and pulled up her panties, dropped her skirt, and left the stall to wash her hands.
Dick remained frozen for another moment as he listened to the girl washing her hands. Then when he heard her leaving the ladies' room, still unaware of the thrill that she had given to the teenaged boy who had been watching her, he turned back to Babs.
"Now I'm really gonna give it to you!" he cried out.
As he fell back on his ass, the girl slid off the toilet seat and found that she was sitting on the boy's lap. His cock was still shoved all the way up her pussy.
He was leaning back against the door to the stall and the girl's back was pressed against the toilet. He grabbed her naked and well-formed hips and he began to pull her up and slam her down against his cock.
Although the girl was actually on top of him, she was not doing a thing. He had a firm grasp on her hips and he was manipulating her up and down on the thick prong that was shoved all the way into her body.
She could feel the flared cock head rubbing against the moist pussy flesh that was deep in her body. She tried to readjust her legs, but there was little that she could do in the cramped confines of the toilet stall.
Then she felt the boy's cock growing even thicker and longer than it had grown when he had been looking at the girl playing with her pussy in the next toilet stall.
The cock head flared out and pressed against the delicate pussy flesh and then she felt her own cunt meat collapse down around the hard dong that was filling her up.
She did manage, with some banging around the cramped stall, to press her thighs down around the boy's body and to squeeze him as much as she could.
But soon, he was finished shooting his load and he slid his cock out of her cunt. The girl fell back against the toilet.
As she looked at the boy, she saw that he was peeling the condom off his cock. He held it up and said, "This is for you."
"Wh-what?" she asked softly. "What do you mean:
"Eat it!" he snapped at her.
She just stared at him blankly and then said, "You want me to eat the condom that you just used to fuck my pussy?"
"Take it in your mouth and lick it absolutely clean."
Turning away from him and expressing her disgust, the girl said, "I can't."
But the boy grabbed her by the neck as he said, "Do you want your clothes back?"
"Wh-what do you mean? I let you fuck me. Just let me get my clothes on and get out of here!" the girl cried out with a note of desperation in her voice.
"If you want your clothes back, you'd better clean off my rubber!"
The boy had just pulled his pants and shorts down, but he was still dressed. She looked around and realized that her clothes were scattered around the booth and that it would be a simple matter for the rough boy to leave her naked in the park toilet.
"Look, I don't want to..." she began weakly.
"I don't give a fuck what you don't want to do! I'm telling you what you're gonna do!" As he rubbed the filthy condom against her lips, she tried to turn her head away from the boy. But he was too strong for her. He said, "You'd better open your mouth!"
She tried to shake her head from side to side, but she did not want to open her mouth in protest. She knew that that would give the boy an opportunity to press the rubber into her mouth.
He jabbed his fingernail sharply against the wrinkled flesh of her pussy. Although it was a very slight movement, the girl felt it rippling through her body and the sharp pain made her cry out in terror and horror.
"Eat it!" he screamed at her, cramming the filthy rubber into her mouth.
She gagged when the foul bit of prophylactic entered her mouth. But the boy held his hand firmly over the girl's mouth so that she could not spit the condom out. He actually pressed her jaw shut as she struggled with it.
Despite herself the girl's tongue was wiping over the filthy surface. She could not distinguish which side was which.
As her tongue slid over the slick surfaces and she licked at the gloppy cunt cream and cock juice that was all over the thing, she began to enjoy what she was doing.
Dick sensed this change in her and he stopped working so hard at holding her mouth shut.
Soon, he looked-at her and asked, "Is it clean? Is it all clean?"
She nodded and did not open her mouth without his permission. Then he smiled and said, "Okay. In that case you can open your mouth now."
He took the perfectly spotless condom from her mouth and said, "I like to have a girl who appreciates everything, a girl who can really serve me right!"
"Y-yes, sir," the girl said, almost automatically.
The boy looked at her as he pulled up his shorts and pants and prepared to depart. She quickly tugged on her clothes and rushed out of the ladies' room after the domineering teenager who had been so rough with her.
"Dick!" she called out as she ran down the path in the park.
Stopping and turning to face her, the boy put his hands in his pockets and asked, "Were you calling me, or were you just announcing to the world what it is that you want?"
With a little laugh, the girl said, "Can I see you again?"
The boy paused and then said, "You really love to get abused, don't you?"
Shrugging her shoulders, the girl said, "I just like to make guys happy."
"The maid said that you had come to call, Mr. Ruchio," Katherine said with a sour note in her voice as she looked at the handsome young man in the doorway.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Perhaps I just want to see you, Miss Padua," the young man remarked.
"What do you want?" she asked, very suspicious of him.
"I thought it would be fun to see you," he replied a pleasant smile on his face.
"I do not believe you, Mr. Ruchio," the girl said, folding her arms.
"Are you going to leave me standing in the doorway like this?" he asked her.
"Yes."
"You may call me Peter, you know. I think that would be nicer."
"And you may call me Miss Padua," she said, narrowing her eyes to little slits.
"Fine, Katherine," he said, pushing her physically out of the way and pushing his way into the drawing room as she followed behind him.
"How dare you come into the house in this manner?" she screamed behind him.
Sitting down on one of the comfortable drawing room chairs, the young man said, "Your father told me that I was a welcome guest in this house anytime that I chose to come here."
"My father is not home now!" Katherine fumed at the man.
"Are you going to go back on your father's words?" he asked her sharply.
"Are you going to use my father's words as an excuse when you've come to call on me?"
"Yes!" he said, decisively. "You are his child and you are still living like a child in his house which he pays for. When you go out and get a job and pay your own rent then you may run your home in any way that you like!"
Katherine's mouth fell open, but she did not say anything. She had never been spoken to in that manner before and she didn't know how to respond.
Peter understood her better than she had expected he would. He knew that as soon as a man expressed doubts and as soon as he found himself in a position where she would have the upper hand and where she would be able to extract an apology from him, then that man would sink quickly under her power.
"Won't you sit down, Katherine?" Peter asked the girl.
"How dare you offer me a seat in my own home?" she snapped at the man.
As he sat back in the chair, he said, "Okay. Don't sit down."
She sat immediately and he laughed. She turned away, but when he kept laughing, she asked, "What are you laughing at? You sound like a fool!"
Ignoring her assessment of his laughter, the man said, "Your actions resemble the actions of a four year old. You are petulant and petty."
"How dare you?" she said, standing up quickly.
With a wry smile still on his face, the young man said, "If I tell you to remain standing that is the one sure way I have of making you sit down!"
She grabbed for his neck as she screamed out, "You rotten little bastard!"
But he held her hands and pushed her down against the couch. In a flash, he was on top of her and he was pressing his weight on her body as he held her hands firmly in place and glared into her face.
"I'll sue you for assault!" she screamed out at the top of her lungs.
"Shut up, you little bitch!" he said in a low and deep voice, slapping her face with one hand as he held her hands down with his other hand. "You were the one who assaulted me, if you will remember correctly."
"Let go of me!" she shouted out. "I will not stand for this!"
"That makes us even!" he sneered. As he stood up, he pushed her down onto the floor and said, "You're a useless little pussy."
"How dare you call me that?" she said, pulling away from him and picking herself up from the floor as she kept glaring at him.
"You're awfully boring. You keep on repeating yourself."
"Get out. Get out of this house before I call the police!"
Pretending that he didn't even hear the last thing that she said, he continued, "But if you really want to know why I called you a useless pussy, it's because you haven't been raised to do anything with your life. You'll play at being a woman all your life and you won't even be successful at that!"
"Get out! Get out of here this instant!" she screamed out hysterically.
When Peter began to laugh very calmly, the girl looked at him and said, "I suppose you are finding something hilariously funny now!"
He went toward the door and said, "In the childish way that you've been carrying on, if I were to tell you to get out, you would stay. But, I'm going to take your advice and leave. I've had enough fun for today!"
When he had left the house, the girl fumed and watched as he walked up the front driveway. She had never been through anything like that with a man before.
Ten minutes later, Peter was standing by the office of the Padua Asphalt Company. Will came over to the young man and asked, "Have you seen anything in the town that interests you, Peter?"
Nodding his head, Peter asked, "How serious were you about your proposition?"
Smiling, Will said, "My daughter, Katherine, is impossible to deal with. I am afraid now that she will never find a man who can take charge of her."
"If I am capable of taking charge?" Peter asked.
Win thought for a moment and then said, "As her father I have always had the strange feeling that if any man could take control of my daughter, he would win her love."
"There's only one thing that I want from you as her father. I need permission."
"Permission? Permission to do what?" Will asked, stepping closer.
"You are aware that Katherine is not a virgin. I want your permission to use her sexually. After all, she uses other men sexually."
Shrugging his shoulders, Will said, "Maybe I'm crazy. I know that a father is supposed to protect his daughter's honor. I know that I would certainly protect the honor of my beautiful little Babs. But, you're right, Katherine certainly doesn't have much honor left and I don't think it would matter much if you did other things to her."
Peter shook the older man's hand and said, "In that case I think that I'll have a lot of fun with your daughter, Katherine."
"Fun? Katherine only likes to see men suffer. She's not there for fun."
"But, when I take control of her, she won't have that much to say about matters."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Don't you know what I had to go through on your behalf?" Tom snapped over the phone.
"Oh, Tom. You're always so dramatic about things!" Babs giggled.
"Katherine took me up to the park and chained me up and... Oh, never mind."
"I really can't talk, Tom," the girl said into the phone.
"B-but, with your father out of town all day, I thought that maybe we could..."
"I'm going to be awfully busy today, Tom. I'm sorry."
"You were never too busy for me before this!" he complained.
"I'll see you real soon. But, there's someone at the door now. I've gotta go."
"At the door? Who are you having over there?" Tom asked the girl.
"I've gotta go!" Babs said as she kissed the man over the phone and then hung up.
When she rushed to the door to greet Dick, the young hood was delighted with the opulence of the place. Staring around the room, he said, "You never told me that your old man was the one from that big asphalt company on the edge of town."
"That wasn't important!" she said as she rubbed her hands along his chest.
"I know what's important to you!" the boy said as he rubbed the hardening cock that was locked away inside of his pants and his shorts.
The girl smiled and nodded her head as she said, "I've been dreaming about it."
"Where do you want to go to fuck?" he asked her, looking around at the place.
"I don't care," she said, thinking for a moment. "How about the game room?"
"That sounds like the place where it belongs. We can play all sorts of games."
As she led him down a flight of stairs to the room which was so large that it had a pool table and a ping pong table both over to the same side, he kept admiring the size and the grandeur of the place.
"So, what's the game?" he asked her with a sinister smile.
"Anything that you want is all right with me," she said.
"How about a game of pool?" he asked, organizing the balls on the table as he spoke.
"That's not exactly what I had expected, but if that's what you want..."
The boy was picking out a cue and was chalking it up as he looked at the girl and said, "It'll help to Warm us up. I have a special sort of pool game in mind."
"I should warn you that I'm not a very good player," the girl said.
"Good. We're gonna play a game of strip pool!" he announced.
"Strip pool? How do we play that?" she asked, giggling as she did so.
"Every time that I get a ball in a pocket, you've gotta take something off. And when you get a ball in the pocket, I've gotta take something off."
The girl nodded quickly as she pressed her body against the pool cue and asked, "What happens when one of us loses everything?"
"When you lose everything, you belong to me and I can do whatever I want to you!"
"Who starts?" she asked the boy as she felt her cunt creaming up in her panties.
"You can break. After all, I am a better player than you are."
When the girl broke, she got two balls into pockets. She was jumping up and down from joy, but then she missed her next shot.
Dick pulled off both of his sneakers in keeping with the rules that he would have to remove one article of clothing for each ball that she got into a pocket.
He shot the five ball into the corner pocket and then the nine ball into the side pocket. Then he got two more balls in before missing a shot. He looked at the girl and smiled, waiting for her to comply with the rules of the game.
"This game isn't going too well for me," she said as she stepped out of her shoes and then pulled down the pantyhose that she had been wearing.
She paused for a moment, considering, and then she took off her blouse and stood there ready to take her next shot.
When one ball got into a pocket, she was ecstatic again, but the boy merely took off one of his two socks and he was still well ahead of the girl as he went up again.
He hit two more balls in before missing a shot. The girl didn't have much choice, so she took off her bra and her skirt. She was only wearing her panties as she leaned over the table to make her next shot.
When she knocked the white ball into the pocket, she turned to look at the boy and asked, "What happens when I do that?"
Dick said, "You lose a point and that means that I get to put on another piece of clothing." As he said that, he pulled his sock back on and went up to the table to take his next shot.
When he slammed the ball into the pocket, he turned to the girl and said, "Okay."
She felt a tingling sensation as she peeled the panties down from her hips and stood completely naked over the boy who really had vanquished her.
"What happens now?" she asked as she ran her fingers lightly through her pussy hairs.
"Since I won the game I can have you do anything that I want!" Dick announced.
"Yes," she said, softly, waiting for his next instructions.
"Get on the pool table!" he commanded the girl in a powerful voice.
"On the table?" she asked him, nervously.
"Don't you understand English?" he said in a condescending tone.
When she had climbed on the table, he peeled off his clothes and climbed up on top of her. Then he spread her legs wide and pressed his cock against her pussy lips.
But just then he heard a voice from behind him saying, "Get off her, fucker!"
"Katherine!" Babs called out in a shocked voice.
When the boy looked over his shoulder, he saw the tall black-haired beauty, standing at the doorway and holding a pistol that was pointed directly at him.
"Now get off that pool table very slowly, if you know what's good for you!"
The boy pulled off Babs' body and then climbed down off the table as he said, "You've got this all wrong, lady! I was invited here. I'm an invited guest."
"This is my guest, Katherine!" Babs said.
"If you wish to associate with gutter trash I do not expect you to bring them into our home, Babs!" the older girl snapped in a vicious tone.
"Who do you think you are, calling me gutter trash?" the boy scowled.
"I'm the one who's holding the gun, that's who I am!" she snapped viciously.
He swallowed hard and stepped back toward the table as he watched Katherine nervously and said, "There's no reason for you to use that. I'll just put on my clothes and..."
"Stay right where you are! As long as you're here, I'm gonna have some fun with you!"
"F-fun? What do you mean by that?" he asked, looking around the room.
"Katherine, don't you..." Babs began to say as she sat up on the pool table.
"Shut up, Babs! You're not gonna tell me what to do!" the older girl snarled. "Now go and get the clothesline that's in the other room, while I hold this gun on this bastard."
"No! Why should..."
"Babs! Do as I tell you to do!" Katherine growled at the girl.
With her heart beating quickly, Babs jumped from the table and rushed to the other room to get the clothesline that her sister had requested.
The boy who was standing naked in front of Katherine, tried to smile and tried to be casual, but it was difficult for him to be casual when his cock had arched up to a full erection in front of him.
When Babs came back into the room, still naked and carrying the clothesline that her sister had instructed her to bring, she looked away from Dick. She didn't want him to blame her for what Katherine was doing to him.
"I want you to tie his hands behind his back," Katherine said, still pointing the gun at the naked boy. "And you'd better do a good job of tying him up!"
Babs pulled the boy's hands behind his back and she tied them up quickly. Then her sister said, "Get up on the pool table, boy!"
"On the pool table?" he asked, looking at the green felt covering.
"That's where you were giving it to my sister and that is where you're gonna get it, boy! In fact," Katherine went on as if she had just gotten an inspired notion, "I want Babs on the table as well!"
Babs could easily get up on the table, since her hands were not tied up. But it was a challenge for Dick to pull himself up on the table, since he could not use his bound hands, but could only tug himself up by his torso.
When they were both on the table, they looked up at Katherine. Since she had the gun, she was completely in charge.
Katherine took some more of the rope and she pulled Babs' hands behind her back. Then, when both of them were bound, Katherine said, "Okay, the two of you were doing something when I came in here. You may continue now!"
"Y-you want us to fuck in front of you?" the boy asked, nervously.
"With our hands tied up?" Babs cried out to her sister.
"You have a hard-on, boy! Now stick it up her pussy before I have it cut off!"
The girl on the pool table spread her legs and raised her hips up to try to make it easier for the boy on top of her to shove his cock into her hot hole. When he thrust forward with his hard dick, he could feel the moist and wrinkled flesh pulling apart and making way for his invasion.
With his cock shoved up her hot pussy, he began to push it in further and further and the thrusts of the girl's hips as she tried to meet his pushes made the experience even hotter and wilder for the boy. He couldn't use his hands, but he was getting his cock completely into the pussy anyway.
Then, once his dick was all the way up his pussy, he heard a whistling sound that was cut short when the whip that Katherine was wielding slapped down viciously against the cheeks of the boy's ass.
He clenched his ass cheeks together and, in so doing, he pushed his cock even deeper up into the tight confines of the girl's vagina.
Looking over his shoulder, the boy said, "What did you do that for?"
"You're in no position to ask any questions, boy! Now fuck my sister's pussy! I'm gonna make you fuck that pussy until you wish that you had never seen it!"
The whip was already up in the air and the girl sliced it down across the firmly muscular buttocks of the boy. He knew what he had to do.
Dick began to fuck wildly in and out of the girl's cunt. He was actually urged on to greater thrusting movements by the fact that his ass was being whipped while he was fucking the girl's cunt.
And then as Katherine watched and saw the boy's ass cheeks clench even more tightly together, she knew that his cock was probably spasming inside her sister's pussy.
She looked down and saw the expression on her sister's face and that told her that they were both locked in a hot orgasmic embrace.
When Katherine saw that, she began to slice and lash at the ass cheeks with her whip and the boy thought that he was going to go crazy from the fiery passions that were exploding inside of him.
"Stop! I beg you to stop!" the boy cried out. "I'm cumming! I've cum as much as I can!"
"Roll over!" Katherine commanded. "I want the two of you to roll over now And if you know what's good for you, you'd better keep your cock inside her pussy!"
It was not easy for the two of them to roll over on the green felt of the pool table. As they maneuvered so that the girl was on top, they did maintain the boy's hard dick inside of the girl's tight pussy, just as Katherine had commanded them to.
As Katherine stood over the table, she could see that the girl's ass was sticking up and was smoothly pink all over. The boy, whose ass she had already battered with her whip, was clenching his bottom tightly as he felt the searing pain of the contact with the soft felt surface of the pool table.
Katherine raised up her whip and cried out, "Now, Babs, you're gonna ride that cock!"
"B-but, I'm getting sore from all this fucking!" Babs began to cry out in reply.
Before the younger girl could finish her reply, the whip had sliced down across her delicate and well-rounded ass cheeks and she clenched them together.
She found that, in spite of herself, she was soon riding up and down on the partially hard cock that was stuffed up her pussy.
Even though she felt as if her cunt flesh was about to start bleeding from the continual rubbing against the hard prong, she had to continue to ride up and down because her sister kept on whipping and teasing her with the whip.
The teasing was perhaps the most cruel treatment of all. Katherine was not content to merely whip the girl. There were times when Katherine would slash the whip down across the girl's ass cheeks and then would lightly play with the tip of the hot whip rubbing against the soft and pliable flesh of the ass cheeks.
Babs would know that she was going to feel the next slashing sting of the whip biting into her flesh, but she would not know just when she would get to feel it.
As Katherine continued to coax her sister to ride the cock, the boy's hardness returned fully. Eventually, Katherine looked down and saw a pained expression on the boy's features. This was followed by Dick's loud moan of passion.
Babs turned her head to the side and squealed, "No more! He's cumming again and my poor pussy flesh can't stand it."
Katherine put her whip aside and looked down at Dick as she asked, "And what about you? How do you feel about it?"
Dick just-closed his eyes and tried to blot out the whole scene. But then Katherine prodded at both of the young lovers with the handle of the whip and she said, "Come on! I want the two of you to roll over so that we can continue the fun!"
"Continue the fun!" the boy cried out in horror and confusion.
"Katherine, I'm too tired!" Babs complained.
"Now!" Katherine said as she sliced the whip across her younger sister's bottom.
Babs and Dick slowly rolled over. Dick was already tense, aware that his ass was now an easy target for Katherine. He looked over his shoulder and waited for the girl to raise up her whip which was what he had expected her to do.
But he saw that her whip was put aside and that she was just standing there with her arms folded. Finally, she said, "Well! I'm waiting."
"W-waiting? For what?" he asked, nervously.
"If you fuck her on your own effort, then I won't use the whip on you."
The boy sighed softly. He knew that his cock was only partially hard. He could already feel an aching in his balls from all of the gism that he had shot into the pussy and he could feel how sloppy the girl's cunt was from all of the shooting juices.
"Y-you w-want me to..." the boy began in a tentative way.
"It looks like I'll have to use the whip, after all!" Katherine taunted.
"No!" the boy cried out as he saw the black-haired dominatrix reaching for the whip.
Dick began slowly, but soon he was shoving his cock in and out of the hot cunt of the beautiful blonde girl who was lying under him on the pool table.
He kept looking over his shoulder at Katherine to see if she approved. But the older girl said, "Don't look at me. Pay attention to what you're doing."
She watched as his slightly scarred, and slightly hairy ass cheeks kept pumping up and down, tightening together and then relaxing as the boy moved faster and faster into the girl's tight cunt.
Then he felt a hard thud against his ass cheeks and he looked over his shoulder to see that Katherine was holding a ping pong paddle, which she had just used to smash against the boy's ass cheeks.
She slapped at his bottom with the paddle and he kept on feeling the pounding pain of the hard surface that was hitting him.
Finally, he cried out, "You promised that you wouldn't use the whip!"
"I'm using a paddle instead of a whip, you little fool!" Katherine laughed.
When he stopped fucking the girl's pussy and just remained still, the girl over him kept paddling him even more viciously.
"How long can you keep on doing this to me?" Dick cried out.
"As long as I fuckin' feel like it!" Katherine replied in an arrogant manner.
"I c-can't take it anymore!" he screamed as he remained still.
Katherine paused for a moment and the boy could feel a pulsating redness on the entire surface of his behind. He had shut his eyes to hold back the tears that he could feel welling up inside of his eyelids.
Then the tall dominatrix behind him said, "You are gonna shoot one more load of gism into my sister's pussy. I don't care if I have to kill you to make you do it."
"If I shoot one more load of gism into her, can I leave then?" he asked, almost out of breath and desperate for an answer to that question.
"I don't make deals with punks!" Katherine snapped at the boy. "But, yes. You can leave after you've shot into her one more time!"
Dick paused to catch his breath and then with renewed vigor as if he hadn't just shot two times without pulling his cock out of the tightly clinging cunt, the boy began to thrust in and out of the hot pussy.
Babs, also anxious to get out of her bound state, and feeling that her cunt flesh was going numb from the prolonged rubbing of the cock against her pussy, humped her hips up and down as much as she could to try to get the boy to shoot and get it over with.
Dick could feel a low rumble that was begin to erupt in his balls. Then his cock arched up as the dick juice flowed up the length of his fuck-pole and splashed out of his cock head to splatter little droplets against the cunt's deepest recesses.
It was hardly much of a cum, but the boy tossed back his head and cried out as he felt the cunt flesh tightening down around his cock in little spasms that were hardly large enough to call spasms.
"Please!" the boy called out as he looked over his shoulder. "Can I go now?"
"I want you to promise that you'll never come back and you'll never see Babs again!"
"I promise! I promise! Just let me go!" he cried out.
For her own protection, Katherine picked up the gun again and pointed it at the boy as she untied the ropes that were holding him in position.
"Now, get your clothes on and get the fuck out of this house!" Katherine snapped.
Dick jumped off the pool table, but when he bent over to grab up his clothes, he could feel the battered and bloodied flesh on his ass cheeks being pulled tightly across his firm muscles and he winced in pain at the terrible contact.
He could hardly stand the pressure of the elastic waistband on his underpants that rubbed lightly over his bruised ass cheeks. But, then, once he was dressed, he turned to Katherine and asked, "May I go now, ma'am?"
"I'll see you to the door!" Katherine said in a snide voice as she followed the boy. Babs, who was still tied up and naked on the pool table, cried out, "What about me?"
"I shall attend to you in a moment, little sister!" Katherine snapped as she left the room with the boy.
Dick had not even turned to look at Babs as he left. He was just in a hurry to get out of the playroom of the large house and to get away from the two girls who had caused him to have such an aching in his balls.
When Katherine returned to her naked sister, still tied up on the pool table, she looked down at Babs and asked, "Are you happy now? Are you satisfied?"
"My pussy hurts!" Babs cried out. "And my ass cheeks hurt!"
"I hope that you're satisfied with that, since it appears that you enjoy pain and humiliation!" Katherine mocked as she rolled Babs onto her side and untied her wrists.
"Wh-why did you have to do that, Katherine? I don't understand why you had to do it!"
"I don't like to see my sister made into someone's sex slave!" the older girl screamed. Babs was now free. She jumped off the pool table and grabbed up her clothes as she asked, "What right do you have to judge me? Who gave you that right?"
"I'm your older sister!" Katherine said in an icy tone.
"So?" Babs remarked, snidely. "You like to humiliate and degrade boys!"
"Yes, but..."
Babs, showing unusually bold behavior toward her sister, put her hands on her hips and cut Katherine off as she said, "If I don't judge you for the abuse that you like to heap on guys, then how do you come off judging me because I happen to like the opposite?"
Katherine was silent and then she broke the silence to say, "At least there is dignity for me! At least I get the respect of the man!"
"Bull!" Babs said. "Why can't you call a spade a spade? We're both into kinky scenes and we both love our separate scenes. Maybe neither of us can see the other one's scene, but then again..."
After Babs let her voice peter out, Katherine snapped at her, "What were you going to say?"
"Nothing important," Babs said, doing a poor job of covering up.
"You wanted to say something to me, but then you stopped yourself! Are you afraid to tell me what you wanted to say?" Katherine taunted.
Babs looked at her sister in a curious way and said, "It's just that I've always heard that old theory about people who are really violent about something, people who have strong feelings about some sexual thing, feelings that blow everything out of proportion."
"Are you telling me that I am blowing your sexual submissiveness out of proportion?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Babs said, "You should know that whenever someone reacts in a violent way it is probably because she is fighting something in herself!"
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Katherine asked, crossing her arms in front of her.
Babs grew even bolder and said, "In plain English, it means that you wouldn't be so shaken up about my being sexually submissive, unless there was something of the submissive in you, something that you've been fighting all these years!"
Katherine's eyes grew wide and then she turned to leave the room. But she realized that doing that would be equal to admitting that her sister was speaking the truth.
She turned back toward Babs and said, "I don't know whether to laugh at you or..."
But, then Katherine could not go on. She turned and rushed out of the room.
Babs smiled softly to herself and said, "Poor Katherine. I hope that someday she finds out what she really likes in a man and what she wants to do in bed!
"But in the meantime, she'll continue to be dominated by every creep that happens to come along... "
CHAPTER SIX
There was a knock on the wooden door of the little office of the asphalt company.
"Yeah!" Will called out.
The door opened and revealed a beautiful young woman with long red hair, who said, "Are you William Paduano?"
"I'm Will Padua!" the man said. "I dropped the last syllable twenty years ago."
"I'm Sandy Schmidt," the girl said, reaching her hand forward and shaking the man's hand.
"What?" the old man said, wrinkling his eyebrows.
"I said that I am Sandy Schmidt and I believe that you were expecting me."
"Shut the door and put that sign on the front of it that says that I am not to be disturbed!" Will said, appearing a little bit annoyed.
When the girl had done as he had told her to do, he said, "Sit down here."
She sat and the man kept on walking around her as he said, "Is this a joke?"
"A joke? Why would it be a joke?" Sandy said, maintaining a straight face.
"I was expecting a new truckdriver named Sandy Schmidt!"
Nodding her head, Sandy said, "Would you like to see my license? I can drive a rig up to ten tons and I can..."
"You mean to tell me that you're my truckdriver?" the man snapped.
"Yes!" she said in a defiant tone. She had been through this sort of thing before.
"I will not have it!" the man said, in a low and nasty tone.
Standing quickly, Sandy said, "Are you discriminating against me because I am a woman, Mr. Padua?" Her eyes were ablaze as they looked into his.
"Yes!" the man snapped at the girl. "That is precisely why I am discriminating against you!"
"I will report you to the human rights committee in the state capitol!"
"Please, Miss Schmidt! This is New Hampshire! This is not New York! You forget that this is a state that really believes in the good principles and has not passed the equal rights nonsense that has been passed in other..."
"Mr. Padua, give me a chance!" she pleaded in a soft voice.
When he looked into her eyes, he could see that there was something very soft and feminine in her look and he said, "Why does a beautiful girl like you want to drive a truck."
"Times are hard!" she said, sincerely. "I happen to be an excellent driver and when I heard about the truckdriving school I figured, that it might be just the chance that I needed. I wanted to have a useful trade where I could find work."
"I've only got men working here for me. How do you think they..."
"How do you know how they would feel?" Sandy said, tossing her long red hair back over her shoulder. "I can tell dirty jokes as well as the next guy. And if they had my ass to look at in these tight jeans that I'm wearing, maybe they would enjoy work a little more!"
Will laughed and said, "You certainly are a good saleslady, Miss Schmidt!"
"Call me Sandy," she said as she lightly touched the man's hands.
"If anybody had told me about a lady truckdriver I would've figured that she was a...
"Don't say it!" Sandy said, holding her hand up. "I've heard it enough. Everyone figures that a lady truckdriver would be some sort of lesbian!"
Will chuckled to himself and said, "You read my mind, I suppose."
"All I want is a job, Mr. Padua!" she said, rubbing the back of his hand lightly. "And if proving that I am heterosexual is part of the requirement I can do that too."
There was a light that was slowly going on in Will's eyes as he looked into the girl's green eyes. Finally, he said, "You mean that in order to get this job, you would actually fool around with me?"
"This would not be the first place to turn me down. And, you are right, New Hampshire is no place for a woman to try to get equal rights."
Clearing his throat, Will walked around his desk and said, "Is the door locked?"
Sandy checked the door and then turned back to the man as she said, "Okay, boss."
Will put his feet up on the desk and then said, "Before luring anyone I have to give that person a physical. That's a company rule. Now, since you insist that I should not have to treat you any different from the men that I hire, I will tell you to strip down naked!"
"Okay, boss!" Sandy said as she peeled off the blue work shirt that she was wearing and revealed the smooth flesh of her firm, young breasts. Her pink nipples were pointing directly at the man and she ran her fingers lightly over the points of her tits so that they would point up at him.
Then she stripped her dungarees off. It was strange for Will, who was used to a more conservative type of woman, to see the contrast between the clinging blue denim that the girl was wearing and the even tighter red lace panties that she had on.
As she stripped down her panties and revealed the reddish pussy patch that fringed her cunt lips, she ran her fingers lightly through the cunt hairs and then excited her pussy lips as she moved closer to the man.
"What would you like to examine first?" she asked the man as she moved languidly next to his desk.
"I think that I should examine your throat!" the man suggested as he unzipped his own pants and pulled his huge hunk of meat out.
"Okay, boss!" she smiled. "How would you like to examine my throat."
"Take this down your throat!" he said, holding onto his hard cock and aiming it at the girl.
She opened her lips wide and then took the cock into her mouth. It slid along her tongue and then pressed against the back of her throat as she was pushing her, lips down against the man's balls.
"Now slide your mouth up and down on that hard dick so that I can see how wet and warm your throat can be!" the man ordered the girl.
Anxious to get the job and feeling her pussy juice flowing as she began to suck on the thick dick, the girl began to run her lips up and down on the hard prong, feeling the shivers and thrills that the man was experiencing as she did that.
Then she pushed her lips all the way to the base of the cock and rubbed her face back and forth so that the cock head would rub back and forth against the deep recesses of her throat.
Even as she was doing that, the man grabbed her by the hair and he pressed her face forward so that he could feel more of the warm moisture that was in her throat.
Then he pulled the girl's face up from his cock and he said, "Okay. That's enough of that. Now we can go on to other things."
"Yes, sir," she said softly as she stood up again.
"Get on the desk!" Will said as he pushed all of the papers and pens off the desk and onto the floor. He didn't care about the mess. This was going to be more fun.
When the girl was lying on her back on the desk, he spread her legs out wide and dropped his pants and shorts to the ground.
"Now I'm gonna check out that delicate area between your legs!" he said.
Pressing his face tightly against her pussy lips, he rubbed his closed mouth back and forth against the moist cunt flesh. Pressing his tongue against the pussy lips, he rubbed up and down against the wrinkled flesh and then he thrust his tongue into the tight confines of the girl's delicate twat.
She groaned in a low voice and then he pulled his lips away as he said, "It seems ready to me!" Then he climbed up on top of her and he rubbed his hard dick against her snatch. He felt the scratchy texture of the cunt hairs against his hard meat.
Then he arched up his ass and he pressed his cock head against the girl's pussy lips. He pressed in and could feel the cunt flesh parting in front of his thick prong.
Once he had his cock head inside of the pussy, he shoved forward until the entire length of his hot dick was shoved all the way into the girl.
Then, as soon as he had pushed the whole dick into her cunt, he pulled back out of it and began his wild thrusting back and forth motions.
The pussy flesh was moving along with the motions of his cock as he rammed and slammed back and forth in the inflamed pussy.
Then he grabbed onto the girl's hips and pulled her ass cheeks off the desk so that he could fuck down into her at another angle.
Finally, he smashed his balls against her ass cheeks and he began to shoot his load of gism up into the inflamed vagina.
As he pushed all the way into her cunt, he could feel the pussy flesh collapsing down around his cock in a wild spasm that told him that the girl was having her orgasm.
The two of them were locked together and they seemed to be glued together by the spendings of their genitals.
Finally the man began to pull his cock very slowly out of the battered pussy. There was a hollow popping sound as his dick came free of the confining cunt. Then he smiled at her and said, "I guess that you have the job."
"When do I start?" she asked, happily.
"When do you think that you'll be able to sit in a truck?"
"I'll grant you, getting used to a new cock is a little like getting used to a new saddle. But I've got a special little cushion for just such occasions. I'll be able to start whenever you like," she said in a business-like attitude.
"Okay," the man said. "In that case I'll start your salary as of one hour ago."
The girl was almost completely dressed as she looked at her watch and said, "It's almost two o'clock now, so I guess that means..."
"Two o'clock!" the man cried out, tripping over his pants. "I had to make a phone call a few minutes ago."
"Katherine, it's a visitor for you. I've shown him into the study," Babs said.
"Who is it?" Katherine asked, slightly suspicious of her sister.
"That Mr. Ruchio. He wanted to see you and talk to you."
"I don't wish to see him," Katherine said, lifting the book up in front of her.
Babs sat down and said, "I will not send him away."
"Babs, I am telling you to get rid of Mr. Ruchio!" Katherine snapped.
"You will have to do your own dirty business for yourself!" Babs snapped in return.
"Well, the worm turns!" Katherine said, with a little bit of a chuckle.
"I am not your slave, Katherine," the younger girl made clear as she crossed her legs.
Katherine stood up and said, "In that case, little sister, I would at least appreciate your coming with me to the study where I will tell Mr. Ruchio to get out of the house."
"Why do you need me to come along with you?" Babs asked.
"I am afraid for my safety with that man!" Katherine said. "Is that enough of a reason?"
Babs nodded and went along with her sister to the study downstairs. As the two of them entered the room, Katherine stopped and said, "You are not welcome in this house, sir. I thought that point was made clear to you."
Standing slowly, Peter said, "Would you believe me if I said that I couldn't keep away from you because I was so very attracted to you, Katherine?"
"No!" the girl said flatly.
"Okay, then I won't say it!" the young man said, sitting down again.
Babs giggled and Katherine turned to her. As soon as she saw the icy expression in her sister's eyes, she stopped giggling.
Just at that moment, the phone rang. Katherine picked it up and said, "Father, I am so glad that you called at this particular moment."
"Let me talk to Babs, right now," the man said insistently.
"There's a matter that I need to discuss with you, first," Katherine said.
"Put Babs on for one minute and then I can talk to you all the time that you want."
"Father, I insist that you hear me out!" Katherine snapped.
"Just let me talk to Babs for one minute!" the man said, knowing how obstinate his older daughter could be.
Finally, seeing that she wasn't making any headway at talking to the man and being certain of his promise that she could speak to him after he had finished with Babs, she handed the phone to her younger sister.
"Babs, I want you to come to the company immediately," the older man said.
"But, Father, there's a man here that Katherine doesn't..."
"I know all about the man who is there and I want him to be alone with Katherine. Now, while I am on the phone with your sister, I want you to take that opportunity to rush out of the house before she has a chance to say anything to you. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Father," the younger girl said, as she handed the phone back to Katherine.
"What did he want you to do?" Katherine asked the younger girl.
"He wants to talk to you," Babs said. "You can ask him yourself!"
Katherine took the phone and said, "What was so important, Father? What did you want Babs to do for you?"
"You're the one who wanted to talk to me!" Will said, trying to sound impatient. "What's going on that's so important?"
Standing tall with her. assurance and her composure, Katherine said, "This man is here. That one that you brought over here the other night, Peter. And he is annoying me. I want him to leave the house right now!"
"He is welcome in that house and I want you to make him welcome!" the man said.
"I will call the police right now and have them take this man away!" the girl screamed.
In a perfectly calm voice, her father said, "If you do that, then I will tell the police that my daughter is a hysterical maniac and that they shouldn't pay any attention to you!"
"Father, you wouldn't..." the girl started to say. But then she heard the phone clicking down and she realized that her father had hung up on her.
She slammed the phone down and looked around the room as she said, "Where the hell is my sister, Babs?"
"Didn't you hear her leave the house?" Peter said in a pleasant voice as he smiled at the tall and elegant girl who was standing so close to him.
"You keep away from me!" the girl said, backing away from the man.
"What are you afraid of?" Peter said as he took a step forward.
She backed right against the fireplace and then she moved sideways as she said, "I'm certainly not afraid of an insignificant little worm like you!"
"Then why is there so much fear in your eyes?" the man asked in a calm voice.
Katherine turned and bolted toward the door, but the man's reflexes were fast and he caught her before she had left the room, pushing her down onto the plush grey carpet.
"Let me up, you bastard! Let me go!" she screamed out.
"You talk too fuckin' much!" he said, tossing her over and slapping her face.
She reached up to protect her face, but the man grabbed her hands and pulled them up over her head as he pressed the weight of his body down against her body to hold her in place.
"How dare you? How dare you?" she screamed out.
"You're repeating yourself, bitch!" the man snapped viciously.
Then he pulled a small carrying case from the side of the couch. He had brought it in with him and had left it in the inconspicuous position so that he could use the contents of the case when he needed them.
The girl was shocked to see that the man had handcuffs which were very similar to the ones that she liked to use on her victims. Her hands were soon cuffed together.
Since her wrists were so slender, the man managed to clip one of the handcuffs around both of the girl's. wrists. Then he pulled out shackles and he clamped them around her ankles in the same way that she had always shackled her victims.
"And now we can start to teach you the lesson that you deserve!" he said as he stood up over her and began to pull off his clothes.
"Let me up!" she pleaded. "I'll give you money if you let me up!"
But the man just smiled a silent smile as he said, "All the money you have couldn't give me as much pleasure as seeing you degraded and humiliated the way that you should be!"
The girl turned her face to the side, unable to look at the naked man who was about to begin his abuse of her.
Then he leaned over her and began to rip at her clothes. Since she was tied up, he could not get her blouse over her wrists, but he pulled the fabric to shreds until only the cuffs were left around her wrists.
"That blouse cost me fifty dollars!" she screamed out, hysterically.
He laughed as he said, "And what did this skirt cost you?" He proceeded to rip up the skirt and then to tear the girl's delicate panties in two so that they came right off.
When she was naked except for the few remnants of clothing that remained on her body, she shivered with fright because she felt so vulnerable to the man.
"I'll tell my father what you did and then he'll have you shot!" she shouted.
Winking at the girl, the man said, "Come on! You know that your father knows just the sort of slut that you are! He'll figure that this was just another one of your adventures."
"No!" she screamed out as she felt the man's fingers pressing against her cunt lips and rubbing up between her legs.
Then he unshackled her feet. Actually, all he did was to disconnect the shackles that were holding her feet together. He lifted her legs up off the floor and he connected the shackles to the legs of a heavy table that had a marble top to it.
It was impossible for the girl to move her legs and they were stretched out so wide that she was sure that the muscles between her soft thighs were going to rip apart.
Then Peter took the candles that were on top of the table. He took one candle and lit it as he held it over the girl.
"I knew that you would be lovely by candlelight!" he said in a taunting voice.
The girl was holding her breath as she watched the candle burning. She saw that the man was tilting it slightly and that it was right over her left nipple.
There was nothing that the bound girl could do as the bit of candle wax dripped quickly from the flaming top of the candle and slapped down onto the soft flesh of her nipple.
She screamed out in agony and she felt her flesh contracting in a wild spasm as the wax began to drool hotly across the soft and smooth whiteness of her breast.
Hardly a moment had passed, when she could feel that the quickly cooling wax was pulling the flesh of her nipple tightly together. As she was getting used to the searing sensation of the wax on her left nipple and the tugging of her flesh as the wax dried, she looked up again and saw that the top of the candle was quickly melting down once more.
A big glob of flaming wax landed directly on the girl's right nipple and she screamed out once more in reaction to it.
She tried to roll her body around to get the wax to slide off her tit, but, of course, when she rolled her body around it merely made the small circle of wax roll around and dribble over a larger area of her right breast.
"I knew that I would have fun with you!" he laughed raucously.
"You sadist! How can you call this fun?" she whimpered.
"Did you call it fun when you left that fellow, Tony, tied up in your garden all afternoon with an unsatisfied hard-on? Did you call it fun when you shoved that twelve inch dildo up Tom's ass?"
"When I shoved that dildo up his ass, his cock got hard!" Katherine shouted.
Peter's fingers tightly jabbed at the girl's cunt lips as he said, "It seems like your pussy is pretty wet! That tells me that you love getting hot wax dripped on your tits!"
"No! No, I don't like it! I hate it!" the girl shouted, desperately.
"If you hate it so much, then why is your pussy wet?" he asked in a calm voice.
The girl was silent. She couldn't answer that question. She had never been forced to submit to a man before in her entire life and she could not deny the fact that she was shaking and shivering all over as she felt her body being abused by the powerful man.
"As long as you like the wax on your tits so much, I have another treat for you!" he said in a taunting voice.
The girl watched his hands moving over her and she realized that he was moving the candle down toward her pussy lips. She tensed her entire body and her eyes grew wide as she said, "No! Please! Don't!"
Slamming his foot into the delicate flesh of the cunt, he said, "You don't tell me what to do!"
Katherine was silent as she watched the tall candle angling slightly over her cunt and she saw the inflamed glob of wax speeding down toward her pussy lips.
The hot wax slapped against her pussy lips and splattered against the moist and tender flesh. There was a pained, gurgling sound that emanated from the girl's throat and sounded like it was not of this earth.
Since the wax had hit directly at her cunt flesh that was spread because of her spread legs, she felt as if the man had set fire to the soft flesh inside her pussy.
He allowed the hot wax to splash down all around her cunt, completely covering her pussy patch with the hardening stuff.
Once the man felt that he had used the candle enough, he put it up on the table and said, "Now we can begin."
"B-begin?" she cried out. "H-how could you do this to me?"
But the man was not paying any attention to the girl as he pulled a whip from his case. He turned to her and said, "You want to give me pleasure, do you not? That's what you're here for, isn't it? To give me pleasure!"
"No!" she howled. "I am not here to give you pleasure and I will not!"
"When you really understand that that is the function for you to serve, then I might make it a little easier for you!" he chuckled softly.
"I will not understand that!" she insisted, wildly indignant.
Then she saw that he was raising the whip up over her body. He said, "I know that you find the hardening wax uncomfortable, so I'll crack it off for you!"
Before she could even cry out, the whip had ripped down across the girl's left tit and it split the hardened wax into so many pieces that it all shattered right off the girl's nipple. But at the same time, the lash of the whip left a mark right across the girl's tit and seemed to slice right through the delicate flesh.
The girl cried out with a terrible groan as she felt the whip smashing into her nipple. Then the man raised the whip up once more and slashed it down across the girl's right nipple with an equal fervor.
Once the drooled wax had almost completely cracked away, the man could see that he had also left a bright red mark directly through the middle of the nipple, where the whip had passed. The bound girl could not see the mark, she could only feel the pain.
And then, as the man paused, the girl could feel a cold perspiration on her brow. She knew that the next thing that the man would do would be to slash the whip right at her pussy lips so that he could crack the hardened wax that was there.
Before she was even aware of the whip passing through the air, she could feel it snapping at the flesh around her thighs and she could feel the hard wax at her pussy lips chipping away from her snatch.
The man sliced the whip through the huge lump of wax once again and this time he cracked it completely so that it went flying from her cunt.
Katherine could feel the sting of the vicious whip that was slicing right across her cunt lips and making her twat ache with agony.
Then Peter reached down and tugged on the remaining shattered bits of wax. That was not as kind an act as it might have appeared. Actually he was pulling the wax from her pussy hairs and he succeeded in pulling some of the cunt hairs out by the roots.
Stopping in the middle, although the girl's snatch was still full of bits of shattered wax, the man said,. "You don't even appreciate it when I do something kind for you!"
"Please!" she begged. "Let me go! Let me go!"
"Why the fuck should I let you go, you undeserving little bitch?" the man asked.
"I'll be good in the future! I'll never hurt any man again! I promise!"
"Didn't Tom beg you to untie him and not to put him through your tortures? I'll bet that all of them have begged you in one way or another," Peter snarled at her. "To pay you back for all of them I'm gonna keep you tied up a little longer."
He quickly unsnapped the shackles that were holding the girl to the table and tossed her over onto her stomach, resnapping the shackles to the opposite legs.
She looked over her shoulder and said, "W-what?"
But the man had already picked up the whip and was aiming it at the girl's ass cheeks. She had no time to ask any further questions and she did not get any answers.
The whistling of the whip was followed by the stinging sensation as the whip sliced through the girl's tender ass cheeks and ripped through her flesh.
She tensed her ass together and threw her head back as she howled out in pain.
But that was only the beginning. The man who was standing over her, continued to rip and slice at the girl's ass cheeks with all his power.
Then he tossed the whip aside and reached into his bag again as he said, "Now I have a little surprise for you! I think that you'll find it a pleasant surprise."
As she looked over her shoulder, she saw that the man was holding an enormous dildo. The girl gasped and said, "Wh-what are you gonna do with that?"
"Since I'm saving your pussy for my cock, I figure that I'll use the dildo on your ass hole. How does that strike you?"
"B-but, it's so big and terrifying. You can rip me apart with that thing!"
Pressing the broad head of the dildo against the girl's bottom hole, the young man said, "This happens to be the same dildo that you used on my friend, Tom! If you could shove it up his ass, then I can shove it up your ass."
"Aaarrgghhh!" she screamed out as she felt her tight anal opening being pulled apart by the thickly invading prong that the man was shoving into her body.
Then he began to work it back and forth into the tight hole. He would push it in a little bit and then he would pull it out a little bit so that he would help to relax the muscles of the girl's bottom hole.
Working the dildo back and forth in the girl's ass, he could feel a joyous energy rushing through him that came from the revenge he felt he was getting.
Then he slammed the rest of the hard length of the plastic in the girl's bottom hole. Once he had done that, he took the shackles from the table legs once again and he tossed the girl over onto her back once again.
Her legs remained spread and the man had attached her legs to the table legs before she even had a chance to do anything. She just looked up at him helplessly and realized exactly what was going to happen to her.
Most of the dildo was shoved up her bottom hole and she could already feel the terrible pressure that was coming from the hard plastic thing that was inside her.
But she had raised her ass cheeks up off the ground. She was supporting herself on her spine, which was not that difficult to do since her bound legs were already raised up from the ground to begin with.
As the man pounced on top of her, she could tell that he was going to press her down on the dildo. True justice was being done since this was the same way that she had managed to get the dildo slammed all the way up into Tom's ass.
His cock was pressed against her pussy lips. He slammed into her body and then quickly pushed his hard-on all the way into her cunt.
He didn't care about the effort that was involved and he didn't care about the fact that he was pulling viciously on the cunt flesh. The only thing that mattered to him was that he get his dick all the way inside of the hot cunt.
When he had slammed all the way into the girl, he saw a misty look in her eyes and he realized that the monstrous dildo had pierced all the way into her ass hole.
He could feel the pressure of it as the hard dildo pressed against one side of the membrane that was in the middle of the girl's body. His cock was shoved up into the pussy so that the dildo was pressing down against his cock.
As he slammed in with great vigor, he could feel the pussy flesh collapsing down around his invading hard-on and pulling on the flesh of his big prong.
He gasped in passion as he felt the spasms that were beginning in the cunt of the hot and tied up girl. Then he felt her pulling on his cock and he could not control himself.
His balls pressed up against his body and then he felt the gism of his balls speeding up the length of his thick dick and spurting out of the head of his cock.
When Peter's cock head slapped against the battered flesh of Katherine's pussy, her spasms became even more violent.
Even though the girl was completely tied up and was unable to use any of her limbs to fight against the man, she could feel the power that was inside her pussy and was grabbing at his invading cock. It was as if her cunt had taken on a defiant life of its own and in a very slippery fashion, it was pulling arid tugging on the hard cock.
After a long moment, when Peter was just resting his body on top of the girl's body, he pulled his dick out of her hole and splashed some of the remaining droplets of gism against her pussy patch.
Sitting on the floor next to the girl, he said, "How about that! You got your orgasm before mine. I had no idea that you were enjoying it all so very much."
Katherine remained silent and kept her lips shut tight as she glared at the man from the corner of her eyes. Then she looked at the ceiling again.
Peter said, "You'd like me to untie you, wouldn't you?"
She was still silent and she didn't even look at the man. Part of the reason for her attitude was that she didn't want to give the man the satisfaction of being able to know that she was defeated. But the other reason why she was remaining silent was that there were many things that confused the young girl.
This was the first time that she had ever been dominated by a man. She had always been a vicious dominatrix and her pleasure had been humiliating men. But now she found a strange pleasure in her own humiliation.
And the man was right. She had cum first. She could not deny the pleasure that she had felt during the entire situation.
He continued to speak and he said, "You refuse to tell me that you are my sex slave?"
When she was silent, he took the candle that was still burning and he slammed the unlit end into her spread and battered pussy lips. Her cunt was still dripping from the combination of cunt cream and cock juice that was in her. But she was soon plugged up by the thick candle that the man had slammed between her cunt lips.
The flame was then burning at an angle and the girl was very aware of the flame. She looked at it and realized that since it was burning quickly at the odd angle it was moving dangerously close to her pussy lips.
Then she looked up at the man and she saw that he was very calmly pulling his shorts up his legs. He stepped into his pants and still did not look at the girl.
"Hey, what about me? This candle could burn me!" she screamed out.
"Oh," he said slowly. "So you can talk, after all."
"P-please!" she cried out. "T-take the candle out of my cunt!"
"When you tell me that you are my sex slave, then I will take the candle out of your cunt!" he said in a flat and calm tone of voice that sent a chill up the girl's spine.
Her lips were glued together. She didn't want to speak the words. Those were the words she had spit at her sister and that was the accusation she had made to Babs.
Peter calmly zipped up his pants and just watched the naked girl shiver in terror.
Katherine could feel cold sweat dripping from her forehead and she could see the candle burning down toward the lips of her cunt.
Since the flame of the candle was going up toward one side of the thick hunk of wax, it was burning the top and not the bottom of the candle. The bottom was beginning to curl up and move even closer to the tender flesh of the girl's ass hole which was still stuffed with the enormous dildo.
The flame of the candle was coming so close to her cunt lips that she could feel the heat. The little bits and pieces of the wax which were still caught up in her pussy hairs were beginning to melt once more as the girl felt the heat approaching her snatch.
Then she screamed out, "I'm your sex slave! I will be your sex slave! I will!"
She was completely hysterical-as Peter bent down and slowly blew out the flame, tugging at the candle after he had blown it out. Then he began to slowly work the candle out of the girl's pussy and he pulled it completely out of her body.
He continued to get dressed and then when he had his clothes on, he unshackled the girl's ankles and pulled the dildo out of her ass hole. Then he took the handcuffs off her wrists.
As she sat on the floor, she felt completely defeated. She moved her wrists and her legs, trying to regain sensation in the parts of her body that had lost sensation.
Peter was by the door and he said, "I think that you really do want to be my sex slave."
Katherine turned and looked at him. An hour earlier she would have burst out with a shout and would have cursed the man for his nerve. But now she was silent.
He said, "I know that I made you say that you were my sex slave by forcing you. But I sense that there is something inside of you. You've been waiting for a man who was strong enough to dominate you, and now you know that I am that man!"
Still the girl remained absolutely silent, but her eyes glistened as she looked at Peter. He continued, "I know that you want to belong to me, but you're afraid. Well, if you are to belong to me I need you completely, Katherine. You have to come to me. That is the only way that we can have it."
"Y-you want me to come to you?" she asked, not following his thought.
"I am only going to stay in this town for another day. I will leave tomorrow evening. If this is the last time that I will ever see you, then I regret that. But, this will be your decision, Katherine."
"No!" she cried out, standing up quickly and almost falling over. "I can't decide."
"You must!" Peter said in a low and powerful voice. "If you come to me, then that will be the last independent decision that you will ever make. You will belong to me and I will use you in any way that I choose."
"B-but, what if I do not? What happens then?" she asked softly.
He looked into her dark eyes. He could tell that there was a change in the girl.
Speaking just as softly, he said, "Chances are, if you do not come to me before I leave town tomorrow evening, then you will spend the rest of your life dominating men and you will never find a man who can dominate you!"
Shaking her head and looking away from him, Katherine said, "You have to give me more time to decide. You can't expect me to choose something like that on one day's notice. It will be the rest of my life and.
"Tomorrow or never at all!" Peter said. "If I move on from this town and you come looking for me in the future, I will absolutely refuse to have anything to do with you, Katherine. If you give yourself to me it will be without reservation."
"B-but, with only one day to decide!" she cried out at the man.
With a wry smile on his face, Peter said, "If you would be honest with yourself I think that you would be able to tell me your decision in less than a minute. Deep inside of yourself you know what you really want in your life."
Katherine's back arched as she heard that. She spoke in a snide manner as she said, "And I suppose that you think that what I want in my life is merely to be your sex slave."
"If you want to go on being a dominatrix, then I wish you luck, Katherine. But if you want to be my sex slave, you get only one chance to make that decision. If that is not your decision then I will walk out this door and never see you again." Peter's voice was calm as he went to the door.
Katherine stood transfixed as she watched the door open and then close. She knew that there was a wrestling match going on inside of her and she had to make her decision before the next day. She had gone on for years as a dominatrix, always humiliating men, but now she had been enticed by this stranger and his dominating ways.
She grabbed her ripped up clothes and rushed from the room.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"What do you mean, precisely, when you say that Katherine ruins all your fun?" Will asked his younger daughter as he gazed intently into her eyes.
"It's hard to explain," Babs stammered, knowing that her father was under the impression that she was still pure and innocent and had no suspicion of the sexual games that she liked to play.
"Well, the man began, what do you mean by fun?"
"She's always chasing fellows away from the house! I mean, she's always threatening to tell you that I was with fellows and to give you the, uh, wrong impression!" Babs blurted out very quickly to her father.
The man paused and then said, "You mean that she threatens you?"
"She says that if I see a particular fellow again, that she'll tell you that we were having sex together and all sorts of things like that!" the girl said.
What she did not say was that in truth she was having sex with the different men that Katherine had caught her with. Her father looked her up and down.
"Babs, I suppose that you're growing up now. You're quite a young beauty."
"Thank you, Father."
"I can see where it would be difficult for you to grow up in a house with an older sister like Katherine always hovering over you. She can be difficult a lot of the time."
"You're telling me," the young blonde girl remarked with a chuckle.
"Be that as it may..." the man began. But then he was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone. He picked it up and heard the voice of Peter Ruchio.
"How did things work out?" Will asked the younger man, anxiously.
"It's a wait and see situation now," Peter replied over the phone.
"Wait and see?" Will asked. "Weren't you forceful? Didn't you rough her up?"
"I did all of those things. But in the final analysis, she has to give herself to me willingly. I'm waiting now to see whether she does or not."
The older man could feel his heart sinking as he said, "Then it's hopeless! I can't see any chance of this thing working out if you have to depend on Katherine submitting!"
Peter chuckled and said, "Somehow, I don't feel that it is all that hopeless."
When Will had finished on the phone, he turned back to his younger daughter and said, "You can go home now. I just wanted you out of the house to give that young man a chance to deal with Katherine and try to change the girl's ways."
"Did he succeed?" Babs asked, anxiously. "I doubt it!" the old man said. "I suppose that at this point we just have to deal with Katherine the way she is. I don't think there is any chance that she'll change."
Babs left the little office slowly and when she got outside, she noticed that Tom was having an argument with a tall and rough looking Spanish man.
When the young blonde girl walked past, Tom turned toward her and called out, "Don't go away, Babs. I need to talk to you."
The Spanish man said, "Hold on, bud. You need to talk to me!"
"I don't have all day to talk to you, Harrera!" Tom snarled at the man.
"But you can talk to some bimbo!" Harrera said as he grabbed Tom by the arm.
"Don't you put those filthy hands on me!" Tom spit out at the man as he pulled away.
"I need this job, man. And I know that the reason that you kicked me out of here was that I'm Spanish. I can tell that you never..."
"You might also stop to think that calling the boss's daughter a bimbo doesn't help your standing very much!" Tom snapped at the man.
Babs was still standing by the side and watching the whole scene. She could feel her panties begin to soak up as she looked at the muscular Spanish man in the greasy work clothes. Harrera grabbed at Tom and pushed the tall black-haired man to the ground.
But then, as Harrera began to pounce on Tom, four of the men from the crew grabbed him and pulled him off.
Tom pulled away and shouted, "If you come back here I'll have you thrown in jail for assault! Don't you ever set foot on this property again!"
"This is the only way that a white-livered punk like you can fight me! You need to have five of you to equal one of me and then you tell me that I'm not a good enough worker to haul asphalt with these shitheads!"
"One more time, Harrera!" Tom snapped as the four men held onto the Spanish man. "I will just tell you one more time that the reason I am letting you go is that you are so obnoxious and irritating. You hate everybody and you're nasty to work with."
"Fuck you, whitey!" Harrera hissed out as he struggled with the men who were holding onto him.
As the four men, aided by Tom, dragged the Spanish man from the place, Harrera turned back and looked at Babs as he called out, "Hey, if the bimbo there ever gets tired of your little white dick, have her look me up!"
Babs had to press her legs together quickly. She felt like she was melting inside after she heard that mocking offer from the big Spanish stud.
She began to walk toward the gate of the asphalt works, but Tom grabbed her hand and said, "Where are you going?"
Shaken from her erotic dream, the girl was a bit flustered, but eventually she blinked and said, "I have to be on my way home now."
"Can't we talk?" Tom asked, looking anxiously toward the office and hoping that Will had not seen the whole event which had involved his younger daughter.
"What do you want to talk about?" Babs asked sweetly as she continued to edge slowly toward the exit of the place.
"About us! You and me! I mean, don't we have something going on between us?"
"I'm not quite sure what you mean, Tom," the girl said.
"What the hell is this?" he cried out. "One day you let me whip your ass and the next day I can't even get near you!"
Babs shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, Tom. Did you want to whip me again?"
"That's not the point!" Tom cried out. "I gave up a lot for you! I mean, I risked a lot with your father and I had to take all of that vicious stuff from your sister."
"I'm sorry, Tom," the girl said touching the man's arm lightly.
After a long pause while Tom looked in the girl's eyes, he said, "You really don't feel anything for me, do you? You're just feeling pity now."
The girl's silence was the only answer that the young man needed. He turned away from her and said, "I guess that I've made a fool of myself."
"No, you didn't!" the girl cried out, touching the man's hand. "You were wonderful! I wouldn't have missed the fun that we had for the world."
"But?" he asked. "That was the kind of sentence that is usually followed by the word 'but', so you might as well continue."
Looking down at the ground, Babs said, "But, I just want other adventures now."
Tom kissed her softly on the forehead and then pulled away from her as he said, "You take care of yourself. Don't get mixed up with anyone who's too rough."
She smiled up at him and said, "Don't worry about me."
Then Babs rushed off from the asphalt company and slowed down her pace once she was out on the street. She looked around and saw no sign of Harrera. Although she wouldn't have admitted it to anyone at all, her goal at that moment was to find the Spanish man.
She began to walk toward her home, but then she doubled back. She realized that in the opposite direction from her house, there were a few blocks of shanties. This was where the few Spanish and black people of the community lived.
As she rushed quickly down the block and past the town dump that was beyond the asphalt works, she saw a tall and powerfully built man leaning against a telephone pole and she was certain that it was Harrera.
Now that she had found him, she slowed down her steps so that she would not seem to be too anxious. She just wanted to pass the man and start a conversation.
As she passed, she looked directly at him and he glared at her as he said, "Hey, boss's daughter, what are you doing in this part of town?"
"I'm just on my way visiting some friends," the girl said as she stopped.
He looked her up and down and then spit the word, "Bimbo!"
Most other women would have fled at that moment, and some women would have stayed and said something nasty to the man. But Babs was different. She knew what she wanted and she knew the best way to get it.
"Were you treated unfairly?" she asked in a soft voice.
"What the fuck do you know about things like that?" he snarled at her.
"Nothing really," the girl admitted with a broad smile.
He folded his arms over his chest and then he said, "And what the hell do you want with me?"
Shrugging her shoulders, she said, "Is there anything that I can do for you?"
Harrera looked up and down at the girl and then said, "Can you fix it so that I can punch the hell out of Tom and bash in your father's face? That's what I want."
As he looked at her and saw that she still didn't react to what he was saying, a curious expression came over his face and he repeated, "What do you want, girl?"
She began to step away from him and her eyes were wide. The Spanish man rubbed the front of his filthy dungarees and he could feel his cock rising in his pants as he looked at the girl intently and said, "This is what you want, isn't it?"
"Well..." she began softly as she stepped away from him and continued to look at him.
When he grabbed her by the shoulders, she squealed softly and tried to pull away from him a little bit. He chuckled as he said, "I know what you want."
Then he lifted her up over his shoulder just as if she were a sack of flour and he walked easily into the garbage dump. He kept carrying her until they were in the far corner where he tossed her down onto the hood of a bashed up car.
"Now, I'm gonna give you what you really want, you little bimbo!" he snarled.
She was cringing on the hood of the car. At the same time, her pussy was juicing up so much that she couldn't control the drooling in her body. This was what she wanted, but she would ruin the fun of it if she were to admit that it was what she wanted.
Harrera was on top of her and he was pulling at her clothes. He ripped her blouse off and then he pulled off her skirt and her tightly clinging panties.
The girl spread her legs and pressed them tightly around the dungarees on the man's upper thighs. As she felt her cunt lips rubbing their moisture against the filthy denim, she thrilled all over in the wild sensation.
Harrera pulled his tee shirt up just enough so that his powerfully broad chest was pressing against the girl's delicate breasts and squashing them down on her body.
Then he unzipped his pants and pulled them down so that his cock was pressing against her pussy hairs. He rubbed back and forth so that the moisture of his dick was rubbing hotly into the girl's delicate cunt hairs.
Arching his hips up, his hard dick head pressed against the soft and supple pussy lips of the girl. He spread her legs wide by pressing down on her thighs with his powerful hands and then he pressed his cock head against her cunt lips.
Pushing forward into the girl's tender twat, he worked his dick back and forth into the tight folds of warm flesh that were surrounding his hard dick.
Then he shoved in viciously and pressed his body hard against the girl's body. His balls slapped against her thighs and the soft and wrinkled flesh on his ball sacs rubbed against the smooth flesh of her thighs.
"You love that!" he snarled at her with an evil little laugh.
"Yes!" she grunted out. "I do! I do love it!"
"Then I'm gonna give it to you even harder!" he snapped as he started to smash his dick in and out of her hot pussy.
He was really bashing against the cunt flesh all around her twat. He would turn his hips to one side and then to the other and each time that he turned his hips in a particular direction, his cock would hit the pussy flesh on the opposite side.
Just as he felt a little tingle inside of the girl's cunt, which told him that she was getting close to her orgasm, he pulled his cock quickly out of her cunt.
"No!" she cried out. "I need it! I was just gonna cum!"
"Tough titties, boss's daughter!" the Spanish man said as he grabbed her thighs and pulled them up so that the girl's legs were up over her breasts. Her feet were around her neck and she felt like she had been doubled in half.
The man's tan-skinned cock was glistening from her pussy juice. He was aiming it toward her body and she felt certain that he was going to shove it back into her cunt.
But when his cock got close enough to her body, he rammed it against her ass crack and then probed up and down for the tight little opening that was her anus.
He pressed forward and worked his dick into her bottom hole. Her mouth fell open in an audible gasp as she realized what he was doing.
"Y-you'll rip me apart!" she moaned out hotly.
"Good!" the Spanish man hissed between his clenched teeth.
Once he had his cock head inside of her bottom hole, he shoved the rest of the length of his hard-on all the way into her body. It was only the juice on his cock that served as a lubricant for his vicious, thrusting stroke.
It was quite a jolt for the girl when she realized that she had the enormous prong shoved all the way into her body. But then when the man began to pull his cock slowly out of her ass hole, she felt like all of the lubrication that had been on his dick had already been wiped off with his first stroke.
She felt like his thick cock was glued to the moist flesh around her anal opening and she could feel the pressure of the cock tugging on the flesh of her bottom hole.
When he had pulled his dick out of her bottom hole far enough so that she really felt like he was going to pull her body inside out, he slammed all the way into her ass hole and she could feel the broad cock head slamming against the moist flesh that was deep inside of her body.
Soon he was tugging back and forth in a hot fucking motion. He was still pulling the flesh of her anal opening along with him each time that he thrust in one direction and then in the other, but now the girl was beginning to relax.
She could feel a hot friction that was growing in her body and she could feel the nerve endings that surrounded her anal opening and were sending the message of the fucking sensation all over her body and up her spine.
Then the man was thrusting even more deeply into her body. His broad cock head was slapping against the deep recesses of her ass hole and exciting the girl's tender bottom.
At the same time, since her ass hole was so close to her pussy, the man's hard thrusting jolts into her body were being transmitted to the girl's cunt and she could feel the tingle that had started earlier inside her twat.
Without touching her pussy at all, the girl felt a heaving spasm rocking her cunt and she reached down to grab at the tender pink flesh as the man continued to jab her ass hole.
When her pussy tightened up, her ass hole tightened at the same time and that tugging sensation on the man's cock sucked the dick juice out of his body.
Soon he slammed all the way into her, his gism speeding up from his balls to his cock head and then splashing out against the deep recesses of her ass hole.
The girl pressed her thighs together hotly and grabbed at her pussy as she felt the explosion that was going on inside of her.
Harrera slid his cock quickly out of the girl's bottom hole and she felt like he had pulled her insides out of her when he did that.
His dick was still splashing out hot cock juice all over the front of the girl's body as he leaned over her and laughed, saying, "You are a hot little bimbo."
Trying to catch her breath, the girl said, "I just wanted to make you happy."
"Let's see how happy you can make me!" he said, grabbing her body and tossing her over onto her stomach. He ran his hand along the crack of her ass all the way down to the sloppy spot where he had been fucking her bottom hole.
"Since I can't beat up on your father or your boyfriend, even though they are the bastards I'm pissed at, I might as well take it out on you, girl! Right?" he snapped.
"Yes, sir," she said softly. "Whatever you say!"
The Spanish man pulled his pants down and then tugged the belt out of the loops on the pants. He doubled the belt over and snapped it in his hand as he said, "This will teach you a lesson, just for being a rich bitch!"
Raising the belt high over his head, he slapped it down across the tender pink cheeks of the girl's ass. She tensed her ass cheeks together and before she could even relax her bottom, she felt the belt slapping down against her once again.
When she cried out in pain, the big stud who was leaning over her, snarled, "Let me hear that, girl! I wanna hear you tell me how much I'm hurting you!"
With his other hand, he grasped onto his thickened cock and he began to stroke it so that he could work his way up to another hard-on.
He kept on whipping her with one hand as he stroked on his dick with the other hand. The girl was soon reaching down for her own pussy lips and she was humping the hood of the wrecked car as she felt the snapping sensation that was slapping at her ass.
"You're too hot to hold still, aren't you?" he snarled at her as he grabbed her up from behind and pulled her off the hood of the car.
She squealed out again as he dragged her across the garbage dump, looking for an appropriate location for the girl's torture.
There was an old bedframe lying on top of a heap of other things. The man tossed the girl onto the rusty springs and then proceeded to use her clothes to tie her hands and feet in a spread position on the bedframe.
She twisted her neck to look over her shoulder and she saw the smiling Spanish man who was standing over her and rubbing his hard dick.
"That looks like a good spot for you, little one!" the man said in a low growl. Then he raised his belt again and slammed it down across the girl's bottom.
When her body tensed up in reaction to the slapping of the belt, the entire set of springs twanged loudly and vibrated against her body.
He kept on slapping at her ass with the belt until his wrist grew tired and his cock grew sufficiently hard so that he could fuck her again.
Then, jumping off the edge of the springs where he had been tentatively perched, he grabbed the side of the frame and then tossed it over so that it was on top of the girl.
The rusting coils had already been pressing hard against the girl's tender flesh. She could feel the imprint of them against her boobs and across her soft thighs.
But now that the springs were on top of her, she was really being crushed under the hard metal. Then the big, hulking man jumped on top of the springs.
There was a large area that was empty, right around the girl's pussy. He pressed his cock against her cunt lips and worked his dick slowly forward, between her cunt lips.
He grabbed at her hips and worked his way into her cunt. Once he had slid his cock all the way into her pussy, he laughed loudly.
The man was separated from the girl by the hard wiry springs that were rusting in the sun of the garbage dump. But he had his cock entirely in the bound girl's cunt.
Once he was in that position, he began to slam his dick back and forth in her cunt and he could feel the response that he was getting from her hot pussy flesh.
Her twat was wriggling all around his hard, invading dick and he could feel the supple and spongy flesh that was giving way to the invasion of his hard-on.
He slammed into her pussy fast and hard. Finally, when he shoved all the way into her and felt the aching sensation in his almost-dried balls, the cock juice that was left in his sacs zoomed up the length of his fuck-pole and shot out into the girl's body.
Immediately, as soon as she felt the flaming liquid that was shooting into her, her cunt flesh collapsed around the invading cock and began to wriggle and undulate in a wild orgasmic frenzy of uncontrollable spasms.
Harrera began to pull his dick out of her pussy and then slid it entirely out of her so that he could stand up. He began to put his clothes on.
"Aren't you going to untie me?" she asked, tentatively.
"Why the fuck should I?" he snapped at her, knotting his brows as he looked at her.
"Because I want to serve you," the girl said in a very soft and natural voice.
The Spanish man stopped where he was and looked at the girl. "What?" he cried out.
"I've been looking for a man like you," she said with a great sincerity in her voice.
Quickly, Harrera untied the girl and commanded, "Get dressed."
Silently, she pulled her wrinkled clothes on and looked down at the ground. He kept looking at her and finally broke the silence, by saying, "What do you mean when you say that you've been looking for a man like me?"
Clearing her throat, the girl spoke slowly and thoughtfully as she said, "I guess I've always known what I really wanted out of sex. I get a thrill at the thought of giving a man satisfaction. I don't know if that sounds crazy, but it just turns me on to think that a man has a hard-on because of the nearness of my pussy and the feel of my tits. More than anything else that gets me hot."
Harrera interrupted to say, "So, you get hot knowing that a guy is hard?"
"When I first learned about sex, it was as simple as that. But then I realized that what I really wanted to do was to serve men. I wanted to obey men and to follow their commands."
"So, you would just follow the command of any guy you were with?" he asked.
Babs nodded slowly and said, "When I first began having sex, yes. I would obey any commands. There were many men who really were not into being dominating and into giving commands. But I followed their commands anyway. In fact, I urged them to give me commands, even when they didn't want to do it.
"That shows you just how great my need was to be submissive."
The Spanish man started to chuckle and then he said, "I guess you could say that you were very active about being submissive!"
Without seeing the joke that was there, the girl nodded and smiled as she said, "Yes! That's exactly what it was!"
"But, since then?" he asked, looking deep into the girl's eyes, his rage gone for the moment.
"I've become more and more selective." She laughed then and added, "To someone like my bitchy sister, I certainly don't seem selective. She thinks that I've been going lower and lower in my search for the man of my dreams. But..."
When the girl paused, the man took her face in his hands and said, "This is fascinating to me. You must continue. Please."
Biting her lip, the girl said, "I guess I don't know where my dreams end and where my nightmares begin. I guess that's all part of wanting some big, strong man to dominate me and to abuse me."
With a broad smile on his face, the Spanish man said, "And that's what you really want? You want a man to abuse you?"
Babs nodded eagerly and said, "I can't deny it. I've been through Tom and then Dick and now you, Harrera. And you are the most abusive of them all. You are the one who makes me feel most fulfilled. I would do anything for you!"
He grabbed her tightly and pressed her to his body as he chuckled and said, "Yes! You certainly will do anything for me!"
Grasping her long blonde hair in his hand, he pulled her face close to his and he pressed his lips hotly against her lips as he crushed her body against his body. When he pushed her away from him and she fell back across the springs of the bedframe, he rubbed his crotch and said, "Just listening to you has made me hard again."
Her breathing was labored as she said, "You know what it does to me when I know that you've gotten a hard-on!"
"Tell me," he hissed under his breath as he moved closer to her.
"It gets my pussy all sloppy and wet and it makes me feel sexy all over!"
"And what do you want?" he shouted out in a wild voice.
"I want anything that you want! I want to do anything that you make me do!"
He pulled up her skirt and ripped at her panties again as he said, "Maybe you'll be worthy to be my sex slave! What do you think, boss's daughter?"
"Anything!" Babs sighed softly as she felt herself being pushed back onto the rusty springs in the garbage dump. "Anything that you want, I will do!" Then as a quick afterthought, she added, "Sir!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Are you sure that Babs hasn't been home all afternoon?" Will asked his older daughter.
"To tell you the truth, Father, I've been up in my room most of the afternoon."
The man paused and looked at Katherine. Then he pressed his hand against her forehead and asked, "Are you feeling all right? You don't seem to be acting like yourself."
"I suppose that I have a number of things on my mind, Father!" the girl said.
As she turned away from him and hurried away, he was caught off guard again by the very soft voice that she had used. This was all very different from the way that he was used to having his daughter act.
"Katherine," he called out as she was about to leave the room.
"Yes, Father," she said, as she turned around and looked at him. He could not get over the sweet tone of voice that she was using.
"Is there anything that you would like to discuss with me? Can I be of any help to you, daughter?" he asked, unsure of how to say these unfamiliar things to the girl.
"Thank you," she said. "But I guess these are things that I have to work out for myself, Father." Then she left the room.
Babs rushed into the house and ran up the stairs. When Will heard the commotion that his younger daughter was causing, he rushed to the hallway and called up to her, "Where have you been all afternoon?"
"Around town," the young girl said, nervously.
"Who were you with? Where were you?" he shouted out.
"Please, Father. Can't we discuss this over dinner?" the girl replied.
"Oh, all right," the usually stern father called back.
As he went into the garden to read his evening newspaper, he was muttering to himself, "Everything has gone upside down. Suddenly, Katherine is being sweet to him and Babs is running around the house like a hellion! This is all insane."
Babs gasped as the door to her bedroom opened. She stood in front of the open bag that was on her bed and she looked at Katherine who was standing in the doorway.
Katherine read the scene immediately. She could tell that her younger sister was packing to go somewhere and she could also tell that the girl wanted to keep this packing a secret. It was hard to believe that Babs, who was usually so insipid and sweet, would be running away from her comfortable home.
Before Katherine could even speak, Babs rushed over to the door and shut it. Then the younger girl said, "You're not gonna stop me, Katherine. And don't you dare try to tell daddy, or you will live to regret it."
"Damn!" Katherine said, with a faint smile on her lips. "Hot damn! You really do have a spine after all. That's a good thing to see in you, Babs."
Babs continued to toss clothes into the suitcase as she said, "I'm leaving."
"When?" Katherine asked, moving closer to the bed.
The younger girl looked up at her sister with suspicion, but then she said, "I'm going away today. I'm going to try to sneak out before dinner."
Katherine was shaking her head as she said, "You could really knock me over with a feather. Why are you leaving, Babs? What happened? This is such a surprise."
"I found the guy, Kate!" the blonde girl said. "He's the guy I've been looking for!"
"Tom?" Katherine asked, quickly, her eyes wide with trepidation.
When Babs shook her head and kept on packing, Katherine asked, "Dick?"
"Harry!" Babs cried out with a broad smile, tossing her panties in the suitcase.
"Who is he? Where did you find him?" Katherine asked.
"Kate, you've never understood the passions that I feel, but you have to understand..."
When the black-haired beauty began to laugh, the younger girl asked, "What is it? What's so funny? Are you laughing at me, Kate?"
Shaking her head, Katherine said, "First of all, my name is still not Kate! My name is Katherine. But the real reason that I'm laughing is that you don't know the reason why I came into this room in the first place right now!"
Babs paused and sat down on her bed as she said, "That's right. You were never one for coming in here to talk to me. In fact, you never really wanted to talk to me. That's why I didn't even think to lock the door while I was packing."
Katherine sat next to her sister and said, "How would you feel if I were to tell you that I think I may have the same passions that you have?"
"The same..." Babs began slowly, her brows wrinkled as she considered the meaning.
"Let me put it plainly. After all this time of dominating men and abusing them, I found one man who was strong enough to really abuse me and make me love it."
Babs' eyes widened as she looked at her sister and said, "Who is it?"
"Peter," Katherine admitted softly. Then she turned away and said, "It was so simple when he had me tied up and he made me do what he wanted me to. But now he wants me to come to him of my own accord and he wants me to tell him that I would be his sex slave. Babs, I'm so confused. I don't know what to do."
"Do you want to be his sex slave?" her younger sister asked very softly.
"I don't know. There was so much erotic pleasure that I got when I submitted to him and when he was taking control of me, and yet..."
"Your pride?" Babs said softly, understanding her sister's feelings.
"I want to be... Oh, I don't know what I really want to be!" she cried out.
"I'm young," Babs said. "I'm even younger than you are, Katherine. But, I can still see that we don't get that many chances in our life for true happiness!"
"Are you going to be happy with Harrera?" the black-haired beauty asked.
"Enormously happy!" Babs replied without hesitation.
"Are you ready to go now?" Katherine asked as she looked at the full suitcase.
Babs pushed the suitcase closed with some help from her sister and then she said, "Harrera says that there are no opportunities here for him because he is Spanish. We're going to go to New York together. If things don't work out there, he might go back to his uncle's plantation in Honduras."
"Considering the sort of life that you want, I think that you'd be very happy in Latin America, Babs," Katherine said as she helped her sister with the suitcase.
Then she kissed Babs lightly on her cheek as she said, "I'll go and get dad to take a walk in the garden with me, so that you can sneak out the front door."
"Before I leave, I wish that I knew what your decision was going to be," Babs said.
"I wish I knew also!" Katherine said softly as she turned to go down the stairs. When she turned back there was a little moisture in her eye as she said, "If you go to Honduras, they can call you by your full name again. That'll be popular there!"
"Bianca!" Babs said, expressing disgust at her real, given name.
"You know how I've always hated cute, shortened names!" Katherine said, with a chuckle to hide the emotion that she felt at her sister's departure. Then she rushed down the stairs and went to find her father.
As she and her father walked in the garden, he said, "I knew that there was something troubling you. What is it?"
"Mother was from old New England stock, but you were from Italy. Did that ever create a conflict between the two of you?"
"Whenever you love someone, there's always a certain amount of conflict."
"But, she had a fighting spirit as well. I know the way you feel about women. I know that you feel that women should be subservient."
"I'm changing with the times! I hired a woman truckdriver just the other day."
"The thing I want to know, Father, is how mother rationalized being subservient to you! I mean, she could be so bossy to other people and yet.
"I regret that your mother isn't here to answer that question," the man said. "But if I may offer an answer that she once gave me...
"Please!" Katherine said, anxiously. "You don't know how much it would mean to me."
"This may sound very egotistical coming from me. You just have to believe me when I say that she was the one who said it to me," her father said, pausing in the garden. "She told me that she had thought that she would never submit to any man's will. But she felt that I was strong enough and good enough for her. It was as simple as that."
When he saw the look of wonder in his daughter's eyes, he turned away from her and said, "Now I am going to tell you something, Katherine. I have always felt that it was a terribly unmanly thing for a man to be dominated by a woman. And yet, deep inside my heart of hearts I know that if a woman had come along who was strong and proud enough, I could have allowed her to dominate me."
"Father, what are you saying?" the girl cried out.
He turned, back to Katherine and said, "I never even told this to your mother. But if she had ever asked to dominate me, I would have let her."
"Because she was worthy of you?" Katherine asked, completing the thought for him.
He nodded and then the girl embraced him and thanked him for being so honest with her. Pulling away from the man, she said, "But now I have to go see someone, right away."
"Who are you going to see?" the man asked.
"I'm going to Peter Ruchio, and I only hope that it isn't too late!" the girl said as she ran through the garden.
"Son of a gun!" the old man said to himself. "And just this afternoon, I thought that he had made a mess of the whole thing. It looks like he really did tame her!"
"What do you want?" Tom asked through his closed door as he looked at Katherine.
"Please. I'd like to speak to Peter, if I may."
Tom was also caught off guard by the soft and sweet tone of voice that the girl was using. He stared at her for a long moment before he went back into his place and brought Peter to the door.
As Peter was leaving the apartment, Tom said, "Be careful."
"I have confidence that I don't need to be careful," Peter said. Then he turned toward Katherine and said, "Don't you agree?"
"Certainly," Katherine said in a soft voice.
Peter grabbed the girl's hand and said, "How would you like to celebrate our engagement?"
"Doing anything at all that you would like to do," the girl said, sweetly.
With a broad grin, Peter said, "That's what I like to hear!"
He climbed into her car and leaned back as he said, "We will find a preacher to marry us and then we will go to a seedy little motel that I know of on the turnpike."
That was exactly what they did. Once they were in the motel, it was much seedier than the girl had imagined. Peter had told the desk clerk that he wanted a special room and then he had winked.
The desk clerk leered at Katherine and then gave Peter the room that he had requested.
When Peter lifted the black-haired beauty up into his arms and carried her over the threshold of their honeymoon suite, she saw that the walls were completely upholstered in black leather and that the room was filled with chains and equipment and toys.
"How did you ever find this place?" she called out.
But he dropped her to the floor as he said, "Now that we are in here, you are my sex slave and you will maintain silence unless you are spoken to."
"Yes, sir!" she said eagerly, from her position on the floor.
"Strip naked, girl!" he snapped at her as he stood over her.
As quickly as she could, she peeled off all of her clothes and she remained kneeling next to him. She looked up at him, hoping for some sign of approval.
Before she even realized what was happening, he grabbed some handcuffs and snapped them around her wrists. Then he pulled her wrists up and attached the handcuffs to a chain-that was coming down from the ceiling.
Then he ran another chain between the girl's legs and attached a dildo to one side of it. He began to press the dildo into the girl's pussy and to work it deeper and deeper into her unlubricated slit.
The thickness of the dildo was so great that she could feel sweat standing out on her forehead as the man worked it into her tight cunt.
Once he had the entire thing into her pussy, he attached the chain to the handcuffs and shortened it a bit by pulling a few links through.
Since her hands were attached to the ceiling, she could not pull them down to get them closer to her aching pussy, and yet, the chain between the dildo and her handcuffs was too short for the girl to remain completely erect.
Then, pulling the other end of the chain through her legs, he attached another dildo to it and pressed that thick plastic cock head against the girl's tight anal opening.
He began to work it into her bottom hole and she could feel the pressure of the thick thing that was pushing at the sensitive flesh on her anal ring.
Once he had stretched out her ass hole sufficiently so that he had the thick head of the dildo between her ass cheeks, he just rammed the rest of the thing up her bottom. He thrilled at the sound of the girl's cries of agony and terror.
She felt like her body was completely contorted in her effort to relax the pressure of the chains. In fact, if she were to try to stand up straight, the dildo that was shoved all the way up her pussy would rip right through the tender flesh of her body.
Then, Peter walked in front of the girl and peeled off his clothes very slowly. As he stripped out of his shorts, his cock jutted up hard and long in front of him. Walking around behind the girl, he chose one of the whips that was on the wall and then he stepped up on the bed and raised the whip up over his head.
As the whip described an arc through the air and whistled as it raced toward the girl's twin mounds of pink fleshed ass cheeks, the girl sensed the approach and tensed her body.
But there was only so much that she could tense her body. The chains and bonds and dildos that were so carefully positioned, made it impossible for her to move at all without a series of exquisite pains jabbing all over her body.
When the whip sliced through her ass cheeks and ripped at the tender flesh of her bottom, her body did arch back and there was nothing that she could do to stop it.
It was impossible for the girl to keep track of all of the wonderful and terrible things that were happening to her, but, as if she were moving in slow motion, she sensed all of the things and stored away that information.
When her back arched backwards, the chain that was holding her hands to the dildo in her pussy, was pulled to its furthest extreme and the girl felt the dildo digging in against her cunt flesh at an unusual angle that caused her to tingle with delight.
Her hands were tugged by the combination of the chain that was attached to the dildo and ran under her body and the chain on the other side of the handcuffs which was holding them firmly to the ceiling.
As the dildo that was in her pussy pressed backwards against the delicate membrane that was deep inside of her body, it slapped viciously against the dildo that was stuffed up her ass and caused it to dig even more deeply into the tender flesh of her bottom hole, the chain ripping at the sensitive flesh that ran between her legs.
Katherine cried out with a long and sustained moan. Even when Peter put the whip down at his side, the moan continued.
Although the girl was trying to control her movements because the combination of chains and dildos was making everything so agonizing for her, her body kept on bucking back and forth wildly. She was completely out of control.
"Good grief!" Peter cried out. "Just one lash of the whip and you're already cumming!"
She was like a perpetual motion machine. As she kept on spasming and her body kept on rocking back and forth, the movement of the dildos inside of her hot holes was urging out even more of the hot juices from her body.
Katherine was turning her head from side to side. She felt certain that the mad spasming in her cunt and her ass was going to crack the dildos in half.
Peter tossed down his whip, having left only one red stripe across her ass. He had more important things to attend to, most notably, his own hard dick.
As quickly as he could, he unfastened the chain that was holding the dildo into the girl's pussy. He pressed his hard cock against the already stretched out cunt lips.
When his cock slid into her, it didn't matter that her pussy had already been battered by the dildo. The warmth and the fleshy feeling of the real cock was enough to keep the girl more than moderately excited.
In fact, the spasms and the wild gyrations that her body had begun, had not stopped.
Once Peter's cock was up her cunt and he was fucking her hot pussy with all of his might, she thought that she was going to black out from the continual flow of cunt cream that was drooling into her inflamed love slit.
The cock kept on exciting the sensitive walls of flesh and the man's energy was at its peak when he saw how wild the girl was going.
He firmly held her hips between his powerful hands and he slammed and bashed his dick into the deepest recesses of her cunt. To give it an extra little zing, he kept turning his hips in different directions and slapping his cock head against different sides of the girl's inflamed pussy.
As he did this, the excitement inside of her body was growing to such a high point that she screamed out as if she were being murdered. It was impossible for her to even catch her breath as the cock grew even larger inside of her cunt.
Then she felt the burst of hot liquid that splattered all over the insides of her pussy and she knew that the man was shooting his load into the tight confines of her spasming cunt. That only served to make her spasms even stronger.
It seemed like the two of them were caught up in a continual orgasm that was not going to end. But all good things Do come to an end.
Exhausted, the handsome young man pulled his dick out of the girl's hot pussy, and began to open the chains and bonds that were holding her in that awkward position. Then he remembered the dildo that was still shoved up her ass and he pulled that out of her bottom hole.
Once she was no longer supported by the chains, she fell to the floor. He stood over her, laughing, as he said, "Have you had enough, Katherine?"
"Enough?" she cried out, nearly out of breath. "This is our honeymoon! I expect a whole lifetime of sexual delights!"
Leaning over he lifted her onto the bed and said, "You don't regret your decision? You're not sorry that you've submitted to me?" There was no weakness in the way that he asked her the question.
Her eyes were wide as she said, "I wouldn't have submitted to anyone else. But you... you deserved it, Peter. That's the only way that I can say it."
Kissing her softly, he said, "I've dominated many women, but none of them gave me the satisfaction that you have. It was an effort to dominate you, but it's been worth it!"
"Fuck me!" she cried out. "I want you to fuck me!"
When he looked at her sternly, she gasped and then corrected herself by saying, "Please, sir! I beg you to fuck me!"
